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mostmouse · 2 years ago

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Heyy can i request clavis x fem reader smut with fluff please? 💕💕

He’s like. Tied for favorite. I love him so much omfg

Here you go! Hope you like it 🥰 this will also be cross posted to my AO3 account!

His Own Medicine... An Attempt

3,507 words, AFAB reader, second person POV, Explicit, 18+ content

There wasn’t much light coming in from behind the curtains of your room, yet Clavis found himself stirring anyways. He was a firm believer in the early bird gets the worm, but perhaps it was more along the lines of the early panther got first dibs in concocting a new assassination plot against the tiger. He huffed in laughter, his old ways would never die, not even if his dear older brother was crowned king.

Moving to press himself tighter against you, he brushed his lips past your shoulder, moving his arm to pull you close. Startling slightly, he tugged at his hand, feeling resistance. “Hmmm... it seems you’re trapped, aren’t you, Clavis?” Your sleepy voice was gravelly, which suggested that you had also just woken up, but when would you have had time to attach handcuffs to the both of you?

“You’re a minx, a naughty little minx. Now what has possessed you to latch onto such a handsome prince? Ah, don’t tell me... You wish to steal me away, to keep me all to yourself and your villainous ways.” Nonetheless, he attempted to lean over you to reach the nightstand where he usually kept the keys to his toys.

“Well, you’re surprisingly close. I want to keep you by my side today, I hate waking up alone, won’t you entertain me, my love?” His cheeks flushed despite himself. He couldn’t stand such obvious declarations of love, they truly made him hot under the collar. Though, he surmised, he wasn’t necessarily wearing anything at the moment. “You won’t find the key in there, so I’d stop trying if I were you.”

“Oh? Have you hidden them? Truly, it seems that I bring out the worst in you.” His smug grin betrayed his words, his face coming up to be nose to nose with you. “And what will you do now that you have me right where you want me?” He admired the sleepy look in your eyes, your gaze warm and loving.

You gripped his wrist in your hand. It hadn’t been easy cuffing him to you, you had desperately wanted to pass out after he ravished you last night. All you had to do was wait him out, and his adorable habit of falling asleep at the stroke of midnight. He would always leave you in the morning, returning with breakfast and affection later, but the fact of the matter was you’d still wake up alone in a cold and too big bed.

Slowly pushing him to his back, you hovered over him, arms slightly tangled. “Well see, I thought I’d have my way with you. I simply can’t contain my love in the mornings, especially when you’re so... vulnerable after we finish in the nighttime.” He licked his lips, rosy cheeks warm to the touch. “You’ll let me, won’t you? I promise to make it worth your time.”

Clavis had come to loathe how much of a workaholic he was, especially when pleasure with you was readily available. He could get you going so easily, all he had to do was know where you were in the Palace. Setting capture traps was as easy as child’s play, and you almost always fell for them. You were so studious, you rarely took in your environment, not when you felt so safe in the Palace.

However, his habit of early rising had yet to be broken. You were effective at making sure he got to bed on time, especially when you wore such short gowns. His weakness to your long luscious legs was well known between the two of you.

His train of thought was interrupted as you kissed him gently, lips moving against his. His eyes closed as he brought his free arm up to wind around you. It wasn’t often he allowed you to take the lead, he just simply couldn’t help himself when it came to you. You giggled against him, nipping his full bottom lip as he crushed your body against his, cuffed hands pinned between your bare bodies.

Breaking away, your breath puffed across his face, “Want to stick around for a bit? I didn’t cuff you for fun, you know.” You couldn’t keep your eyes off of him, everything he did was just so mouthwatering, he had charmed you from the beginning. Well, sort of.

“You really are villainous.” The most smug smile took over his kissable lips, and you found yourself wanting to put him in his place. “You’ve got a prince of the nation pinned beneath you and cuffed together. And did I hear you right? You want to take advantage of me? I’ll have you know I’m a gentleman, I- ahh!”

You cut him off easily, pressing your thigh between his. You could long since feel how hard he had gotten, feel the heat and wetness of his arousal. “You’re a naughty woman, taking advantage of your half asleep lover.” You grinned, wiggling against him and moving to bite his neck. “I promise you I won’t be going anywhere, won’t you uncuff us, my little minx?”

Humming thoughtfully, you met his heated gaze, “Promise? If you try to escape, I’ll be wearing the longest dresses you’ve ever seen. These legs will be shut tight and out of view for a very long time, Prince Clavis.”

Hot indignation filled out as he laughed in your face before his hand came up to grip your hair, tugging your head back and you moaned softly, the lovingly rough treatment only serving to excite you more. “First of all, my love, you couldn’t ever hide those sweet legs from me. You belong to me you know, you could never hope to escape me. Secondly... Do you honestly believe I could walk away from this? Here you are, completely bound to me and unable to get so much as 12 inches from me. You are mine, completely.”

Wet lips pressed against your neck instead, his hand gently pulling your head to the side as you lay atop his heated body. “Clavis...” Your whispered moans made his blood hot in his veins, eagerly nipping and biting your skin. “T-The key. It’s un-”

“Under your pillow, yes, I know.” You whined as he licked along your pulse, his cock throbbing against your belly. You wanted to roll your eyes, a spark of annoyance within you, but of course you were always somewhat annoyed with him, he was such a hellcat.

“If you knew, then why- hahh~ why did you try and get into t-the drawer?” Your prince made quick work marking you up. You’d have to wear a shawl or scarf once he left, you didn’t want Sariel to have to look at you like this during your lessons. However, you were sure if Clavis saw you with one on, he’d take it as an invitation to mark you up even more, since they wouldn’t be seen.

You could feel him grinning against your neck, biting you again he rolled the two of you over. With you pinned beneath him snugly, he could easily reach under your pillow and grab the small set of keys. “Oh dearie me, did I lead you astray? My sincere apologies.” He uncuffed himself, and held your cheeks and kissed you deeply.

Moaning longingly, you opened your mouth, inviting him in. You could feel his ever present grin on his face, and feel the head radiating from his cheeks. However, upon feeling your cuffed wrist being pulled up, you tried to pull away. Instead, Clavis followed, kissing you deeper and rutting his knee against your wet heat.

Free hand tangling in his hair, you tried to pull him off you once you heard the other half of the cuffs snapping close. Bucking your hips up into him only served to grind yourself across his muscled thigh. He moaned hotly into your mouth as you whined against him.

Finally breaking away, Clavis leaned all the way back, sitting up above you as the blankets left your skin and released the warmth around you. Shuddering, you tugged at your arm, only to find it secured to something beneath the mattress. You huffed, looking up at him incredulously. “You’re not serious.”

Moving so that he sat happily between your plush thighs, he grinned down at you. “Deadly serious, my love.” He traced your curved body, admiring your goosebumps at the sudden temperature change as well as your slowly flushed face while you jangled your wrist.

“It won’t fall off. See, a bit ago I tied some straps with metal loops under the bed. You don’t have a headboard I can tie you to, so I had to improvise. However, you said you wanted to take it slow with all the... restraints. But since you so confidently bound your adoring, innocent, handsome gentleman... I figured it was only fair for me to do this to you.”

Clavis looked as smug as the cat who got the cream and the canary, and you admonished yourself for not foreseeing this outcome. “So... now that the tables have been turned... what do you plan to do with me?”

Almost immediately regretting your question, you whined as he pet your thighs before pulling them open. “I’m not so much of a tyrant that I’d leave you immobile. Your other hand is free and I didn’t bind a single one of your legs. Don’t you think you should thank me for that?”

You didn’t want to play into his game and satisfy him so easily, opening your lips to mouth off at him, but he interrupted you as he always did. “Oh Clavis! You’re so forgiving, even though I bound you without your consent and knowledge, you only tied up one of my limbs! I’m so very grateful, please let me know what I can do to thank you! Anything at all, you don’t even need to ask, I beg of you to take me now, my sweet intelligent dreamy prince!”

He held your gaze for the duration of his short monologue, smiling the entire time. You closed your mouth and instead stared back at him. “Is that not what you’d-”

“No! That is not what I would say!” You huffed at him, tugging your wrist weaky, knowing he had you right where he wanted you. “Did you plan this? Something along these lines? You did, didn’t you! You’re always plotting something... you really are a nefarious villain.” Cackling happily, he scooted down the bed, kissing each of your breasts as he moved downwards.

Shuddering at his affection, you let your head fall back against the pillow, sighing softly. “You can sass me all you want, my love, but I know you’re enjoying every moment of this. Just look at you, entirely at ease and ready for me to take you. Tell me, who makes you feel this way?”

Gasping at the sharp bite to your hip, you whined. “Don’t... this was so not how this was supposed to happen... I-I was going to, ah! Get you back for once!” He was glad you were stubbornly looking away, as his cheeks lit ablaze and his smile softened.

For once you were going to get him back? You always got him back, you dished it to him tenfold what he could ever give to you. You showed him unending trust, love, and affection. You welcomed him into your arms and body every night, entertained him endlessly, whisked him away whenever he thought of tormenting someone else within the palace walls.

You were worth more to him than anything in the world, he wished he could convey that in a more traditional sense but he simply couldn’t bring himself to say so. He loved teasing you, building you up just to tear you down, to break you into pieces so he could put you back together again.

Huffing against your warm sex, he kissed you gently. You couldn’t help the low whine that left you. “Dearie me... It seems I’ve been neglecting you. Such a thing has never been my intention, my sweet. Please let me show you how you’ve truly gotten me.” You wanted to say something back, ask him what he meant, but he completely passed his usual routine of teasing your legs endlessly and instead quickly began to feast on your wet cunt.

“Ah! Clavis, please!” Your hips jumped as his tongue pressed inside of you quickly, hands pushing your legs further apart. You tried to wiggle away from his rapid assault but he kept you in place with firm hands and a strong grip. With his wiley actions, you often forgot that he was a combat trained prince, and incredibly strong.

He stopped just as quickly as he started and you deflated. “Clavis! You’re a tease!” He laughed softly, grabbing the blankets from below and tugging them up to your face.

“I hope you don’t mind, but I’m going to have a private moment down here.” You balked at the ceiling, a private moment? With your body? But somehow you weren’t invited? He was so cheeky, you almost wanted to push him off of you. But with as cheeky as he was, he was an amazing lover. Every move he made against you was so filled with adoration. There wasn’t a single shred of you that questioned his love, no matter how many times he tested you.

You let your free hand slip down the blankets, caressing and petting his hair and you felt him pause. Then, his bare fingers wound themselves with yours, interlacing them. Your heart jumped and he kissed your slit once again. His free hand caressed your thigh and you could feel yourself getting heated again.

You let your head fall back into the pillows once more, moving your legs to be on his shoulders on either side of his head. Feeling him moan against you, you couldn’t help but shiver. It excited you immensely to know he felt just as pleased to eat you as it was for you to be eaten by him. “Clavis~” His name felt so right falling from your lips, as if you were always meant to be his, and his alone.

Trembling slightly under the covers, he began to eat you with enthusiasm. You had the most tantalizing taste and smell. It was heavenly to be trapped between your legs and within a small confined space. He didn’t even care that there was barely enough room for his body to stretch out in this position, all he wanted was to feel your perfect legs squeeze his head, to hear the blood in your veins and the cry of his name on your lips.

Pushing his tongue inside of you, he stroked your silky skin. Free hand gripping the fat of your plush thigh, he pushed closer to you, surrounding his senses with you and you alone. You moaned above him, the sound muffled by blankets and your legs. Rocking your hips into his mouth, he fucked you with his tongue.

Gathering your heavenly taste on his tongue, he pushed in and out of you, moving his head side to side gently. Your legs tightened around him, hand tugging free of his as you threaded it through his hair. He moaned against your mound, moving his mouth away and sucking tightly on your now flushed clit.

You pulled his messy hair, “Clavis! Ahh! Please! More, ahh!” Writhing gently, you spread your legs wider and pulled his face snug against your cunt. He could hardly breathe anymore, but he didn’t mind much. If he were to drown in your soaked heat, he’d gladly do so.

Dragging his now free hand under your opposite thigh, he slipped a finger in as he messily sucked your hot clit. Deep breaths of air stuck in your throat as you rewarded him with such sultry moans. You were so wet he easily slipped a second one inside you.

“Clavis! Fuck! Ah, hahh~ more! Touch me, please!” Your begging was music to his ears, nothing riled him up as much as to know you were as desperate for him as he was for you. You were always so hot, so luscious that he had to have you by his side always, he wanted to be inside of you constantly, you drove him mad.

Pushing your hips higher by leaning forward with your legs on his shoulders, he maneuvered his fingers inside of you to pound your sweet spot. Feeling your body responding instantly, he moaned hotly against you. Breaking away from you for just a second to catch his breath. Barking in quick laughter, you messily shoved him against your cunt again, not wanting him to be away from you when you were so close.

“G-Gonna cum! Ahh~ s’too much! I’m- ahh! Clavis! Please!” He suckled your precious clit in his mouth, tongue firmly petting you as his fingers pounded your gspot. Your thighs were trembling quickly around him, dragging him flush against you and even then some. He basked in every second, he didn’t even think he’d wash his face after this, he wanted to be able to taste and smell you throughout the entire day.

Possession and white hot obsession boiled inside of him, he was going to keep you. Make you say his name until it was the only word you knew, get you off so intensely you’d never been able to cum without him, not even by yourself. He heard your panting grow louder, your moans continuous, and repeated shouting of his name. You must have turned to hide your face in the pillows as it sounded slightly muffled.

He paid it no mind, the only thing that mattered right now was getting you off. He worked you hotly, fingers pounding you and mouth drooling all over your clit. Hand pulled his hair hard, and he gasped, moaning loudly. Panting against you, he licked over your soaked slit, flicking your clit before once again sucking it into his mouth.

Your entire body arched as you climaxed, squirting wetly across his face. His fingers quickly left you, gripping both hips and lifting you upwards. His mouthed hungrily at your cunt, licking and eating you, swallowing every drop you had to give him. Your body flushed at the orgasm, cheeks heating at the sloppy sounds coming from under the thick blankets.

Whimpering, your hand fell from the back of his head, dazed and euphoric as he finished with you. Moaning tiredly, you felt him leave your cunt and dance down to your thighs, biting and suckling at the tender hot skin.

Clavis moaned sultrily against your legs, licking your stray cum and sweat as he lavished your perfect body. Leaving a trail of marks alongside the fading ones, he admired his work via your trembling figure.

Gently placing your legs back down, he crawled his way up your body, hot leaking cock leaving a trail where it dragged against you. Finally popping his head from the covers, he gasped fresh cool air. “Oh dear, you made quite the mess down there, I should help you into the bath. It would only be proper etiquette.”

You gazed up into his shining golden eyes, soft smile on his lips. Your free hand came up to cup his cheek as you moved him down to kiss him softly. “Mmmm... If we do get into the bath... I don’t think I’ll be much help.” Leaning over you, you felt him uncuff your wrist. Taking advantage of the angle, you kissed his chest then belly as he worked on your binding.

Bringing your arm down gently, he massaged your joints, encouraging blood flow. Leaning you up slightly, he rotated your shoulder a couple times. Lying you back down, he rolled off of you, slipping into the blankets and pulling you against him.

Shivering at the feeling of his hard shaft pressing into your ass, you gasped and moved against him. You weren’t expecting the sharp hiss and hands holding you still in response, however. Blinking blearily, you turned to face him as best you could. “Clavis? Love, don’t you want to finish, too? I can-”

Shushing you, he wrapped his arms around you, grinding softly against your heated skin. “Just get a bit of rest, alright? We can play in the bath once you come back down. Believe me, I don’t mind waiting, I’m an incredibly patient man.” You laughed gently, hugging his arm that had looped around you.

“You’re an incredibly perfect man. The only one for me.” Turning to look at him again, his breath caught in his throat as he saw the unbridled love and adoration in your eyes, “I love you, Clavis. Please, stay with me so we can bathe together soon.”

As you nestled your face back into the pillow for a quick power nap, he broke into another genuine smile. Whispering his assent, he kissed your ear and shoulders, whispering more sweet nothings as your breath evened out.

#clavis lelouch #clavis x reader #Ikepri #ikemen prince #Ikepri clavis

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keithsandwich · 2 years ago

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Astrological Ramblings - The Lord of the Multiple Truths, Mercury Clavis Lelouch

Warnings: 1) These are just ramblings, don't expect many conclusions here. 2) Traditional Astrology is my thing. 3) I'm talking planets and signs as symbols, and a real person is far more complex than a Sun sign.

When Mercury/Hermes was just a few hours old -- not even a whole day -- he already used all his of his cunning to steal Apollo's cattle (and he sacrificed some of them for the Gods, including himself, because why not, he's also a God!). When Apollo took the little rascal to Zeus, demanding justice, Hermes claimed innocence because how could a less-than-one-day-old child achieve such a feature?

And this is true: someone who was just born could not possibly do something so ingenious. Yet he did, and this is also a truth.

For Mercury, and Clavis, there is no such a thing as One Truth. And they defy the Gods not for power, not for greed, but to shake their convictions and show them that there are more things in Heaven and Earth than are dreamt of in their philosophy.

And only them could know it, since they are the ones who step down their higher ground as a God or as a Prince to see what lies beyond Olympus or the palace. And they go everywhere. And they talk and listen to everyone. They make a bridge between different words, translate different languages, solve et coagula different elements to create a third one (Mercury is Alchemy, Clavis is the Alchemist).

Gemini, the third sign, and sign of the third prince, is Pollux and Castor. Twins, however one is the immortal son of Zeus, and the other is the mortal son of a human king. Clavis had to live with this duality himself, being the son of the king and of a servant. Being a servant to Chevalier, and yet a Prince.

But Pollux couldn't live without Castor. And when Castor is mortally wounded, they made a deal with Zeus to share immortality, having to switch between both Olympus and Hades, life and death, conscious and unconscious in order to achieve it. When Clavis was mortally wounded as a prince, he made a deal to become a king and not a king himself, of a place that both belonged and not belonged to Rhodolite, and gathered both Rhodolitian and Obsidians.

To unite nobility and people, Rhodolite victims Chevalier couldn't save and Obsidian victims Gilbert couldn't save, Clavis created a third thing only he, the Alchemist, could create.

#astrology ramblings #ikepri clavis #happy birthday to my beloved 💜

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toloveawarlord · 2 years ago

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Some random facts about my ikepri next gen:

Jin Children:

Oldest is Roja, and she is often left "in charge" of her younger cousins. However, she finds them boring and only useful to manipulate into doing tasks for her by bribing them with lollipops that she steals from her dad.

Has a little brother but he doesn't live at the palace.

Best friends with Sariel's daughter, Zeeva. They are the judgemental best friends.

Chevalier Daughter:

Elise is the picture perfect image of a princess. Sweet, kind, easy to get along with. Never gets on trouble but doesn't actively stop the mischievous ones.

Would like siblings in the future.

Clavis Daughter:

Lunette. His little moondrop. Takes after Clavis in attempting to pull pranks but she is actually really...really bad at it.

Poor Cyril. He picks her up by the scruff of her neck or carries her like a sack of potatos and Lunette just accepts it. She goes limp noodle on him.

Leon children:

Anneli the secret knight. Likes to play with swords and will challenge anyone to a fight. Pops out with a wooden sword and will not let the poor soul pass.

Absolutely loves Gilbert because he will entertain her fights by using his cane.

Definitely has other siblings.

Yves Daughter:

Sylvie, the one and only Kloss child. Very clingy to her father. Does not under any circumstances want "a baby brother/sister". The very thought makes her cry.

The prettiest child you've ever seen. Likes to copy yves routine in the morning and evening of skin care. Imagine tiny child on large stool with headband and rubbing cream into her face.

Terrified of Clavis.

Licht Daughter

Heidi is sneaky. She's quiet so many assume that she is well behaved. Nah. Mischief maker number 3. Once Nokto's daughter arrives, she is bumped from 2 to 3.

Has a kitten named Noelle.

Indifferent on the sibling subject.

Nokto children:

Marisol. Mischief child number 2 when she comes to the castle. Besties with Lunette. Grew up in the city because no one knew her origin.

Loves being able to boss people around.

Definitely has siblings.

Luke daughter

Lydia. Please feed. Always hungry. Will sit under tables and swipe food from plates. Enjoys plants and water them with a can.

No siblings yet.

Gilbert children:

Cursed with sets of twins.

Valarie and Vero. Valarie is a witch confirmed. Carries a cauldron with her everywhere and will cast spells on you. You must react. Gilbert is threateningly in the background.

Vero is quiet but also like the idea of magic. Could possibly poison you. Half on purpose.

He has a set of boys as well. Currently not named. One is besties with Lunette.

Silivo daughter:

Nevira spoiled brat. Likes to steal her father's cape so he had a replica one made in her size. Is learning to negotiate but is really bad at it. Will beg. Maybe some tears.

Not fond of having siblings.

Keith daughter:

Clarisse is sunshine child number 1. Flower crowns and picnics.

Rio, Sariel, Cyril, Emidio to follow some day.

#ikemen prince #ikepri #ikepri next gen #ikemen prince next gen #children #Lunette is my favorite #but also the obsidian kids

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chaosangel767 · 3 years ago

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200 Follower Event

Hey guys. I am so excited and thankful to see that I have over 200 followers. I really appreciate your guys' support so I am opening my inbox one more time in 2021. I have selected some prompts of various types to write about.

Rules

This event is open to all 5 fandoms I write for ( See below)

These will be 200 - 500 words in length.

Requests will close at 10pm EST December 31st.

Only 18+ interact with my Smut Prompts.

I will accept up to two prompts per request.

I will cross off the requests as they come in.

I will accept 2 requests per character.

I will accept any variant of Suitor x mc x suitor, suitor x mc, or suitor x reader.

Please specify (Fem or GN please) - I am not comfortable writing M!Readers

No incest or smut prompts with underage characters. I am not comfortable writing smut for OM Luke or IkeRev Oliver.

Fandoms

Ikemen Revolution

Ikemen Prince

Ikemen Vampire

SWD: Obey Me

Voltage Court of Darkness

Characters (Crossed out ones are no longer available & ones with a 1 left next to them have one slot open. Otherwise they have 2 requests open)

IkeRev - Lancelot , Jonah, Edgar, Kyle (1), Zero, Ray, Sirius, Luka, Seth, Fenrir, Harr, Loki, Oliver (no smut)(1), Blanc, Mousse, Dalim, Dean, Levie. King Sandwich, Queen Sandwich(1), Jack Sandwich

IkePrince - Jin, Chevalier, Clavis, Leon (1), Yves, Licht, Nokto , Luke, Sariel (1), Rio

IkeVamp - Napoleon (1), Mozart, Leonardo (1), Arthur, Theo (1), Vincent, Dazai, Isaac, Jean, William, Comte, Sebastian, Comte/Leo sandwich (1)

Obey Me - Lucifer, Mammon, Levi, Satan, Asmo, Beel, Belphie, Diavolo, Barbatos (1), Simeon, Luke ( No Smut), Solomon

Court of Darkness - Guy, Toa, Fenn, Lynt (1), Roy, Rio, Jasper, Grayson, Violet

***Prompts below the Cut ****

Dialog Prompts

“I don’t know what is sweeter, you or the____ (desert).”

“You are the best thing that ever happened to me.

“Dance with me.”

“It’s too cold and early to leave bed.”

“Can we cuddle?”

“Why are you blushing so much?”

“I always thought you forgot about it.” “How could I?”

“You make me feel safe.”

“It will cost you one kiss.”

“What was that for?” “I really missed you”

“Shhh Breathe, I am not going anywhere.”

“I love you, I am sorry I am not great at showing it.”

“I got you a little gift” “But what is the occasion?”

“You’re welcome to stay here for as long as you need.”

“You believe in love at first sight?” “I am starting too.”

“Is that my shirt?” “You mean our shirt?”

“You bought me flowers?” “I mean you seemed down.”

“Don’t go on that date” “Why?”

“Can you sing/play that song for me again?”

“I am not a princess that needs saving!” “I know, that’s why I love you”

“This is not what I meant when I told you to fall for me.”

“Was that part of the bet too?”

“Why do you always end up under my blanket?”

“You are unbelievably cute when you are tired.”

“Hey, I can’t hug you properly when you are behind me” “Then turn around.”

“How can you be so cute and smart- Hey, stop ignoring me!”

“You are an idiot.” “Yeah but I’m your idiot.”

“No, you can’t open your eyes yet, just trust me.”

“This is such a beautiful view.”

“Sit with me.” “But there are no seats”

“Stop hogging all the blankets.”

“Can you quit being so sassy?”

“You have two choices, cuddle me or leave.”

“He’s scaring me.” “I’ll protect you”

“You are seriously a man-child”

“I didn’t think you could get any more romantic.”

“I want a pet”

“Show me what’s behind your back”

“Hey, don’t put your feet there” “But they’re cold”

Scenario Prompts

Surprising an overworked lover with snacks and a drink.

Leaving cute notes on their pillow, surprised when they find one in their coat pocket.

Wearing a lover’s clothing after getting soaked.

Sneaking into a lover’s room to cuddle when you can’t sleep.

Watching the stars with Mc being cold and stealing their lover’s jacket.

Dancing in the rain together.

Character A kissing their lover to shut them up.

Baking with a lover, ending in a mess.

Laying head in lover’s lap

Being too short to reach something and having their lover get it for them.

Being too short to reach something and having their lover raise them up to get it themselves.

Being teased for having such small hands.

Hands keep brushing against each other until you intertwine your fingers.

You are being defiant so they pick you up and throw you over their shoulder.

Going on a picnic date and taking a nap under the sun.

Receiving/Giving headpats

Confessing feelings while drunk

Hugging or being hugged from behind while making food

Character A is sick and their lover spends the day taking care of them.

One character has a nightmare and their lover wakes them up and holds them.

Playing a scavenger hunt.

Going to a new library and exploring their book collections.

Going to a new bookstore and selecting books for each other.

Carrying their lover piggyback style because they hurt their ankle.

Partaking in their hobby because you like seeing your lover smile.

Falling asleep to your lover’s heartbeat.

Smut Prompts (18+)

Fingers being trailed along the body.

“You are so tense, do you want a massage?”

“If you're cold, I’ll warm you up.”

“Let me give you a reason to stay in bed.”

“You are not going out dressed like that.”

“Make a noise and I’ll stop.”

“Don’t give me that look.”

“Did you forget your panties today?”

“I’ve been thinking about fucking you all day.”

“What? Does this feel good?”

“I know what your hands can do, let me see what your mouth can do.”

“How quickly can you cum?”

“We are just friends.” “How many friends do this shit?”

“Fuck me” “Is that an offer?”

“Bend over or you won’t be able to walk tomorrow”

“I can’t sleep without you”

“Get on top. Now.”

“I’m going to fuck that pretty little throat of yours”

“Your body is for my eyes only.” “Jealous much?

“I want you, right now.”

“Move your hands before I tie them”

“Be quiet unless you want to get caught”

“I never thought the counter could be used like this”

“I wonder if your cunt tastes as good as your lips”

“Ride my thigh like it’s his cock” (threesome only)

“I’m going to make you cum until you can’t speak”

“Your in trouble now”

“Are you going to join or just stand there?” ( Threesome only)

“It’s okay, I like it rough”

“Just shut up and fuck me”

“Hands and knees, now.”

“I have a new job for you.”

“I found a better use for that mouth.”

“Shut up!” “Come here and make me.”

“Well since you are in my bed”

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Savior: Chapter 1 (Gilded Cages)

So this is just me posting this from fanfiction.net I’m only on chapter 9 so far but after Christmas I’m hoping to pick this back.

Summary: (Hellboy 2019) AKA Turning a New Leaf AKA Good Samaritans Need Love Too. The B.P.R.D is tasked to infiltrate a black market creature trafficking ring led by a powerful warlock. Hellboy rescues Phyrra who is found being held hostage, a slave for her magic. He must protect her as she is hunted by her master and his gang of monsters. (AU where Broom isn't dead/Abe wasn't found)

It will be rated M, it will include violence, swearing, smuttiness, all the good things in life.

Disclaimer: Hellboy belongs to Dark Horse Comics/Mike Mignola, I don't own anything except the AU and my OC's.

"What do you think should be done Phyrra?" The elf glanced up at her master, fighting to remain expressionless. What did she think? She could just as easily laugh or cry at the simple question, but she learned long ago that Elias was not swayed by a simpering female.

His gaze was firm on his most prized possession. As he was a creature of few real pleasures, this little human he caught tickled him greatly. He eagerly awaited her answer.

Phyrra hated when he smirked like that, that horrible grimace. It only meant danger, for her, for everyone in the room; it was only silence save for the humans pained breath and the anxious clacking of Rhys's hooves on the marbled floor, the creatures awaited the elf's answer.

Resolutely her gaze settled on the bloody man in chains before her master's grand desk, his bald head could barely be seen over the rich oak. The pitiful thing was starting to sob, quiet hiccups of air stealing the adrenaline left in his battered body, sweat tinged with blood trailed down the mans face, giving him the macabre illusion he was crying blood. It was an image too vicious for Phyrra to handle, as she weighed her options for the thing to say that would convince this prisoner to be saved.

"The human is obviously contrite. The inventory lost is pennies, and you have much more to gain from the information this one clearly has about Lazarus…." She tried to read the expression on her master's face, should she continue? Phyrra opened her mouth to do so.

"Noted. Mordecai?"

Her jaw clicked shut, he did not like her answer. Movement began to crawl from the shadowed corner, black grotesque shapes curling down the ceiling like slime. The figure shrunk until it evolved into a vaguely humanesque shape, and it stepped forward; eyes glittered like rubies as its glistening fangs barred in displeasure.

"It's obvious Elias. Let's skin this sack of shit." Phyrra felt her skin chill, the mere presence of the vampire setting her on edge. She hated this, the whole situation. How did she find herself in moments such as this?

The answer was quite simple, she was nothing more than a trophy. She should of said what she knew her master wanted to hear; her damnable pride causing her what would no doubt be a firm punishment, and she stood there hoping she would be having dinner tonight. By far she hated being starved the most.

Her master could not physically hurt her, so of course he had to resort to more creative ways to keep his slave in line.

Phyrra was brought back to reality as her master cleared his throat, obviously ready to give his judgement. His long spindly fingers were steeped together, his black nails clicking slowly, an impression of a relaxed bystander. Phyrra snuck a glance at Rhys and tried not to pity him too much for the dejected look upon his bronzed face, wishing that for once her master could maybe ask the centaur's opinion.

"Phyrra is right. Rhys, take the man to our cages and throw him in with the sirens, they'll have there fun. Once they have finished, bring back what is left of him and we'll see if this lips are still sealed tight." Phyrra stood in silence as the idea that the master agreed with her to not kill a human settled over frayed nerves, she had no way to know how to act in moments as these, the slightest ounce of kindness confusing her more than his normal cruelty could.

Rhys had not taken a step forward before the prisoner jolted up, his swollen eyes rolling to the back of his head, revealing the whites.

"I'll die before I let you take me! LONG LIVE LAZARUS!"

Phyrra couldn't help the gasp as time seemed to slow down, inhumanly quick the man had broken free of his chains, a feat that was thought to be impossible, but quickly it was confirmed this was no normal human as the being flung an unseen object at Elias. The object made contact, causing the warlock to stumble back in his chair, the force of the weapon propelling him backwards over the chair.

In a flash of movement, Rhys was charging towards the human, but could not be as quick as the vampire. Mordecai appeared out of seemingly thin air, wrapped his spindly arms around the neck of his soon to be victim. The pressure applied was quick and precise, the snap resounding in the room, the human dropped from his embrace and silence once again enveloped the room.

Mordecai hissed, furious at the pointy haired bitch and his once almighty friend, so easily swayed by the thought of her magic pussy.

Elias pushed himself off the floor with a grunt, quickly looking to his subordinate to gauge their reactions, feeling the blood drip from the newly acquired cut on his face; to say he was embarrassed was a grand understatement, he was furious. What was once a man, a lifetime ago, was replaced by a monster, Elias didn't get to where he was by being understanding and kind towards his fellow creatures.

Phyrra being the only thing to ever be privy to his altruism, his glorious clavis aurea. He didn't know what he would do if he ever lost her, these recent events cautioning him. It was Lazarus, the swine. He was what was making Elias desperate. He had a proud respectable business and that gargoyle threatened everything he had sacrificed everything for, it simply was not done.

"Mordecai, Rhys. Leave. Now." Mordecai didn't have to be told twice, nothing more than mist in seconds. Rhys on the other hand couldn't stop himself from seeking out Phyrra's eyes, needing her to let him know she was gonna be fine. Not looking at him, she slowly ran her finger across her eyebrow in what looked to be just a twitch, but it was their version of 'I'm okay' and an appeased Rhys left the room. He was much too sweet for this place, she often asked him why he worked for such a fiend.

Blatantly Phyrra realized what it was that hit her master. A fingernail. The human had broken off his entire nail when no one was looking and with a superhuman strength broke his chains, attempting to murder her master with it. Any other situation Phyrra would be laughing in an uncontrollable heap on the floor, still she could feel the smile trying to break on her face. It took her own nails biting into the flesh of her palm that brought it back from the brink of breaking.

"Phyrra, if you'd please?" She took a step forward, already beginning to feel the warm glow on her wrist, a perfunctory glance down saw that everything was happening as it usually did: The golden swirls on her outstretched fingers wiggled and weaved on the surface before slowly rising up off her skin, twirling like spun gold in the air, a graceful shimmer that poured melancholy in her heart whenever she used her people's gift for him.

The tendrils of interwoven threads before caressing themselves onto her master's wound, the healing technique was quicker if she physically touched his wound, however Phyrra spared much effort to remain a distance as often as possible. She loathed the way he looked at her the times her magic danced upon him. The tranquil, admiring way he tried to catch her eye always caused her discontent, like they were friendly enough for her to enjoy having her magic used.

Lately he had been acting very strange towards her. The last few decades they had collapsed into a safe routine, but recently he had begun to seek her out in her alone hours. Phyrra tried to strike up polite conversation, recent transactions at the auctions or the new text she was reading at the moment. Phyrra forced herself to not think of the truth, the tense, revolting feeling she got whenever she caught him staring at her. It was so obvious, but Phyrra was in no position to deny him the day he finally had enough of the charade of her youth.

She was no girl anymore; sure when he had first...'Acquired' her, she was still in her fledgling years. As much a child physically as any human of about 14 years. Those days were behind her however as she grew under Elias's care. As was the way of her kind, her body quickly filled out the long limbs, she reached maturity and Elias was quick to change along with it.

"It is all right pet. The inherent light that lives inside of you is one of the qualities I admire in you."

Phyrra fought the instinct to jerk back as he ran his nails in a gentle caress across her cheek, pushing some wispy trails of hair behind her ears. She couldn't stop the shiver as he continued across the elongated shell.

"You are in no trouble Phyrra, in fact, I'd like to reward you. After we sup tonight, we shall take a walk and I will present it to you." Phyrra stepped back in instinct as her master stood up abruptly, she did not care for the ruse of his calmness moments after what transpired. She was so use to nothing but fury and scorn from him.

"May I return to my room master?" Phyrra saw the blatant disappointment in his eyes, as she quickly added. "I'm just so very tired after healing you, I'd like to nap before I start our meal."

She prayed that the sanguine of her voice was enough to soothe him as Elias took her hands between him, continuing his unwanted attentions to the tattoo of curls on them.

"...Of course you may." He said it slyly, like there was some secret he held. She didn't care about his tone, internally sighing with relief anyway, she could do nothing but allow him to press his cold lips to her forehead, however unpleasant it felt.

Bowing deeply she scampered away as quickly as she dared with her master still watching. Once in the safety of the quiet hallway, the weight relieved off her shoulders, Phyrra took off in great strides to her room, keeping her feet light as she thought about how she might resemble what a gazelle might look like fleeing a lion. The analogy was not lost on her.

As Phyrra reached her door, she felt her skin turn to ice, something was behind her. Before she could even turn she was trapped against the surface of her entrance to her chambers, looking into the garnet gaze of Mordecai.

Out of the frying pan, it seemed.

"Where do you think you're going in such a rush, little lamb? Couldn't stand to be with your master for another second longer?" Mordecai's cruel smile twisted as he applied more pressure to her neck, ecstatic as her expression remained passive, only feeling the skin around her neck slightly bend to his will. Mordecai found her bodies disposition to damage fascinated.

Of course he does. Phyrra thought in disgust, the horrible thing can only comprehend dealing with pain.

"Mordecai, stop this at once." Brave enough in the moment, fueled potently by her anger from earlier. Phyrra pushed hard with her magic, her robes obstructed the full sight of her glowing body, she manipulated the light to blind Mordecai, causing the creature to hiss as he backed up hastily. Forcing him to cover his skin from the heat akin to sunlight coming from her skin, she quickly turned around, fumbled with her door. Scurrying inside to lock behind her just as urgent, her adrenaline causing her to pant in great breaths.

Mordecai opened his eyes, his hands took most of the damage, he realized disoriented. His senses quickly scoping out the stinking beast Elias kept for muscle, looking amused at the altercation he witnessed.

"You know Elias would have your head if I told him about this?" Mordecai sneered at the half man, without hesitation he called the bluff.

"Go on, tell him you dumb animal. I just might have my own tales to tell, like how I see you coming into her chambers at the crack of mornings." Mordecai loved the instant fear that overwhelmed the beast's face. "Did you think you could get away with it?" The vampire was merciless as he was with anything, his cruel words lashing at the centaur just as sure as if he was whipping him.

"I can still smell the virginity on her so I know you haven't fucked her," Rhys flinched at the language he used, which only gave the leech more pleasure, "but all the same Elias would be very displeased at you."

"What are you… What are you trying to get me to confess to?! I protect Phyrra to protect Elias, I am doing nothing untoward her!" Mordecai cackled as the victory of this interaction was clear, Mordecai didn't know why the animal even tried to get the upper hand on such a superior creature that he was.

"I am just telling you we both have our secrets…"

Rhys watched in horror as the bloodsucker slunk away in the darkness, his terrible laughter echoing in the hallway long after it's shadow was gone. Rhys was a creature of a simple life, centaurs were known for their power, strength, loyalty. He got confused easily with all of Elias's dealings, although he did want to remain in as much ignorance as he possibly could. It was much easier to think of Phyrra as a friend to protect than as a prisoner.

Rhys felt immense guilt, but it didn't stop him from raising his meaty fist, poised to knock on the door, before the strangest sounds reached Rhys's ears. It was a heavy thumping coming from down the hall...What the hell was that? Rhys went to investigate...

Unbeknownst to the activity on the other side of her door, Phyrra slowly moved throughout her spacious lodgings, absentmindedly running the brush she grabbed from her vanity through her wispy strands. She felt disconcerted, something was off but she could not pull herself from her weariness.

She didn't completely lie to the parasite. Using her magic was draining for her, her people's magic was a physical extension to their bodies, as much apart of there DNA as familiar genetics. She undressed without thought, shedding her robes to gaze at herself in the full length mirror hung from her wall, ornate and ancient if the inscription was any indication.

Phyrra knew of the beauty she possessed. She was an elf after all, a creature known for its beauty and grace. Her mother was one of the loveliest of her tribe, she came from a long, long line of powerful elves. She also knew that wasn't what her master wanted from her, it was just the extra incentive that kept her in this prison, the magic in her possession the true prize.

Going through her routine to have a bath, she was just pulling the towel around her body when Phyrra stopped short as she looked around her room, where was Binx?

Before Phyrra could even open her mouth to call for her friend, a massive tremor shivered the floor under her feet, her foolish sensitive ears picked up the sound of what could only be described as a brawl. She heard the sound of flesh being hit and a general white noise of commotion. What was Elias moving? Phyrra was used to the strangest sounds on this property, after all when you have a revolving door of the world's most dangerous beings there was bound to be property damage.

Phyrra needed to find Binx, regardless of what might be on the other side of the door. Not for the first time, Phyrra cursed her master for his hatred of her companion, the one thing left from her free life. She was never to bring Binx into his chambers, or around him, ever since he hit her once and broke her wing, Phyrra made Binx promise she'd steer clear of him, stubborn little pixie.

"Binx are you here?!" Panic began to cloud Phyrra's vision, her previous fatigue dissipated in the horror of her lost friend. Grabbing the doorknob with haste, Phyrra gathered the courage to face whatever was going on in this compound.

The door burst open but Phyrra saw nothing but white.

fin

clavis aurea - golden key (latin)

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