#clavis x you

[omkookie]

♡ Suitors ♡ · Silvio, Clavis Nokto and Luke. 🩷

⌈ ⚠️ 𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐓 𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒 ⌉ Yandere themes, slightly suggestive, Murder. Fluffy yanderes 16+ ☺️

Silvio

He hates the man from the moment he sees him. How dare he approach you? It was very fucking obvious that you were HIS woman. You were covered in HIS Jewellery, wearing HIS fancy collar. It was clear as day that you were Silvio Ricci's possession.

No one should be approaching you. Especially not that sneaky cunt of a nobleman who has a reputation of being a womanizer. After he sees the nobleman put his hand on your waist, Silvio snaps and is by your side in a split second, his hands grabbing the guy so hard that his rings leave imprints on his skin. He shoves him away from you, and you take Silvio’s hand to immediately calm him down. You just know that Silvio will turn this into a fight if you don’t. Silvio huffs, still very fucking annoyed by the nobleman as nobleman dismisses himself, coming up with an excuse to leave, and apologizing profusely as he does so.

When he leaves, you pull Silvio in for a hug, Telling your sweet boy how happy you are of the progress he’s made, and how he didn’t do something like dumping the man in the sea. Silvio nestles his head into the crook of your neck and listens to you, feeling somewhat content with your praise as you give him your affection.

He’s still beyond jealous. How could a scummy little nobleman touch you? Especially when he knows that you belong to Silvio. HIs mere audacity was enough to land him dead in the sea behind the palace. If it weren’t for you, Silvio would have the man tied and then drowned. It’s only because of your kindness and your ability to deal with his yandere tendencies that he got away… That doesn’t fully mean that he gets off the hook though. Silvio is hateful, Very hateful and possessive. He’ll make sure that the man’s business turns into a living hell. May that be a lesson to the scummy nobleman never touch you again.

Oh, But Silivo’s jealousy will get toned down after you give him some kisses! Just don’t surprise him, and make sure that you give him a warning before you smooch him. You don’t want his face to turn the same color as a tomato’s while there are still other people around.

Or do you?

Clavis

“………”

A very long moment of silence, and cue to Clavis looking at the man with murderous intent. Ooh, what will he do to that man? He’ll dig a pitfall so deep for him, that he can fall in and possibly break a leg. He’ll fill it with poison ivy so that he gets problems with his respiratory system, and–

You notice your lover’s salty frown from across the room, then immediately know what’s up. You dismiss yourself and walk over to Clavis, enveloping your lover in your arms to hold him close. Clavis pouts, but hugs you in return before resting his cheek on your shoulder. “All he did was greet me. Clavis.” You tell him while snuggling against his chest.“

Clavis somewhat calms down, For now… And it’s only because you look so cute when snuggling against him. Still, In his head he schemes what he’ll do with the man late at night, before he returns home to you. He knows who the man is, and he knows how infatuated the man is with you.

That’s why he’ll deal with the matter later.

Now, Is it wrong, or is it right? Taking a person’s life just because they touched something that’s his? Was it immoral to be protective of what you hold dearest to you? Was it okay to stab someone, and then watch as the blood gushes out of them?

Clavis watches the blood seep out of the nobleman’s wound, and although he knows that he should feel guilt he feels nothing. In his eyes, he simply did what was right. The man shouldn’t have touched you. He shouldn’t have tried getting close to you, and it was his own damn fault that he was dead. Clavis kicks his body off of the cliff and watches as it plunges into the depths of a thick fog. The cold night air chills his skin, and the coppery smell of blood still lingers in the air. Letting out a resigned sigh, He decides to finally go back home to you. You’ll surely be waiting for him in bed, and he can’t wait to shower you in his hugs.

He’ll never hold another ball in his territory though.

Nokto

Oh. He’s mad alright.

He hates the man from the bottom of his heart. How could a disgusting insect like him kiss the back of YOUR hand? Nokto appears behind you and makes a show out of pulling you close to him by your waist, and then kissing your neck to show off that you’re his. Jealousy easily bubbles up within him when another man does as little as look at you. You are beautiful. Gorgeous, clad in one of the nicest looking dresses which he picked out for you. Other men getting to look at you was bad enough, But, having the audacity to touch you was foul. His display of affection, of course, makes the guy who kissed you leave awkwardly.

Nokto watches in annoyance as the man leaves, and then he pouts, looking like an annoyed little fox. He takes your arm to lead you toward the rose garden.

“Don’t go seducing other guys besides me now.” He teases you, trying to sound as unaffected as possible while you leave the ballroom together. But of course, you can see right through his facade.

In the garden, his lips are all over your body. His hands roam over your skin, and he sucks and kisses every inch of your chest. He loves you. He loves you so much, Your body, mind and soul. You’re perfect, and he adores you. So, don’t leave him no matter what, and don’t look at any other man. He’ll love you sweetly, and he’ll hold you even closer until his jealousy melts away… His jealousy of course, quickly dissipates when you cup his cheeks and kiss him. Your sweet words of reassurance make his heart melt, and he sighs in bliss as he rests his head onto your shoulder.

You coddle him all evening long, giving him your undivided attention and sweet affection. Needless to say, This wild fox is tamed and cuddly on your lap, absorbing all of the love that he can like a sponge.

Luke

Your protective boyfriend doesn’t leave you alone. That’s why, It comes as a surprise to both of you when a rather audacious man starts hitting on you right in front of him. You chuckle, clearly not fazed by the man’s flirty demeanor, and obviously finding him rather ridiculous. Luke, on the other hand, just watches as you reject his advances and laugh at him. You don’t waste any time entertaining the man, and simply hug your boyfriend closer. He wraps a protective arm around you, and shoots a piercing glare at the man so that he finally leaves.

Once left alone, you go back to munching on your honey’d snacks, and enjoying the theatre’s play. You have a nice day with Luke and forget all about the man from earlier,  

Luke on the other hand hasn’t. He knows that the man who followed you to the theatre was a nobleman who was deeply in love with you, and thinking about how the guy must have been stalking you to get here was insufferable. He decides to take things in his own hands that evening so that the nobleman wouldn’t stalk you again. He waits for the man to appear behind a bar before grabbing him by the collar of his neck and slamming him against the building. Before he knows it, He strangles the nobleman to death– and then looking down at his hands, he feels guilty. 

He let his obsession get the better of him, and allowed his impulsive decision to take control of him.

Luke comes home looking like a kicked puppy and confesses what has happened, expecting you to immediately berate him for what he did… But you don’t. He’s surprised when you sigh in exasperation but still comfort him, and tell him everything will be okay. You snuggle against your gentle giant and pet his head until he feels better, and his heart flutters when you run your fingers through his hair. Even after finding out about something like that, you were still so king. Even though he killed someone, you didn’t look at him like he was a murderer. 

You still looked at him like he was your lover.

Luke hugs you tightly, then he kisses your forehead to thank you for not hating him. <3

@ala-rossi

[blissfullyapillow]

₊ ⊹Clavis always finds a way to be touching your legs because he is a leg man, after all. Not a boob man.

₊˚⊹♡Main Masterlist

“Clavis, are you even listening?” You undoubtedly sound as exasperated as you feel, trying to explain the importance of something that’s been brought to your attention.

“Dearie me, it seems I’ve gotten a bit distracted. Please, repeat what you’ve said love. I will cling to your every word as I always do.” Despite his playful yet sincere words, his fingers continue to glide up and down your inner thigh as his gaze remains fixated on your legs.

“You say that, yet you didn’t hear a word I just said, did you?” You can’t help but pout when he proceeds to continue touching your thighs; this time his hand grips your thigh before squeezing it.

A sound of pleasure escapes his lips, and he appears to be more focused than ever before on the plush flesh of your thighs.

“Oh sweetheart, I always dutifully listen to every word that leaves those pretty lips. I understand. I will be sure to sort out the issue in a timely manner, but there are more pressing matters that need my attention right now.” Clavis’ words serve to not only fluster you, but make your heart quiver as well.

“..and what is this 'pressing matter' that needs your attention right now?” The words leave your lips in a tantalizing whisper; breathless and knowing. Oh, Clavis loves it when you sound like that.

His lips quirk into an all too familiar smile before his hand squeezes your thigh once more. Soon, it begins to make its descent down your thigh. 

Suddenly he leans over you, and his hand deftly maneuvers your leg, lifting it up to place it over his shoulder.

The fire in his playful gaze makes you squirm, but it seems your reaction only serves to ignite the flames within his captivating irises even further.

“My sweet little bunny already knows the answer to that question, don’t they?” Your mouth parts with the intention of retorting his very true statement, but a moan leaves it instead. 

Clavis’ fingers explore the familiar terrain of your body, starting from your legs, as his lips press slow, agonizing kisses to your thighs.

₊˚ෆ

Clavis made sure his “important business” was thoroughly and completely tended to, and true to his word the following day he made sure to address the issue you brought to his attention.

If only he didn’t tease you with that knowing smirk on his lips as he talked to the people of his Kingdom, keeping his eyes on you the entire time.

[sky-drgn]

Dance With Me

Clavis Lelouch x reader Pronouns: None, reader described as wearing a dress Genre: Fluff Warnings: Spoilers for Clavis's 7th wonder Word Count: 1,341 Prompt: 8 Rainy Days Part of @aquagirl1978 and @violettduchess Spring Showers Spring Flowers challenge! Thank you so much for hosting the event! This was really fun, despite Clavis giving me writers block multiple times LOL Edited~ Still could be some grammar/spelling mistakes!

As morning came, the sun did not. The clouds from the rain that fell during the night lingered in the sky. The heavy rain that fell while the castle slept left the gardens soaked. The scent of rain-soaked roses would be left lingering all day, longer if it decides to rain again.

Prince Clavis hated the smell of rain-soaked roses, hated seeing them. The memories the scent brought back were never fun ones to remember so clearly. Still, he put on his smile and went about his day.

As much as he tried, Prince Claivs couldn't fool everyone with this smile. Prince Chevalier, who knew exactly why, who had been there through it all; Cyran who had been told, at least, in passing; and his lover, you, who had been told one rainy night, but not the specifics of why, much like Cyran. Chevalier merely took note of the weather and adjusted Clavis’s work accordingly, more or less depending on the day, Cyran tried his best to help in his own way, but you didn’t really know what to do. Newer in his life compared to his older brother and most trusted knight, you were still trying to figure out how to fill in the cracks in his smile. Without knowing the exact reason the rain-soaked roses had such an effect on him certainly didn’t help. Especially as someone who has always liked the rain.

On this particular day, Chevalier decided it was better to give Clavis more than usual. Have him focus on all the things he needs to get done, instead of the scent of damp roses that had filtered through open windows in the hallways. Cyran always hated to admit how the focus on the extra work seemed to help, but he did his part to help anyway, this did mean extra work for him too.

Meanwhile, you spent the late morning making Clavis’s favorite snacks. The earlier morning was spent doing your work with Sariel. You made sure to make extras for anyone else in the office, but your main focus was on your lover. His favorite tea to pair with the snacks. Every little detail about the early afternoon tea would be focused on Clavis and his favorite things.

“Ahh, my lovely lover knows me so well,” Clavis said seeing the arrangement you brought up to the office. 

“I had some extra time, so I thought I’d make something nice,” you said. It was only half true. You had asked for the afternoon off, but it had been planned for you to have less work that day behind the scenes. It’s how you were able to finish your work in the late morning, faster than expected of you. 

“But did you really need to bring any for my brother?” Clavis said as if the man in question wasn’t sitting right there. Chevalier didn’t seem to mind as he said nothing nor did he look up.

“It would’ve been rude not to, knowing he’s here too.” You responded honestly. 

After a bit of a break, you decided it was best to leave to allow Clavis to get back to work. Yet you stopped by a voice other than your boyfriend. Chevalier was telling you to stay to help Clavis sort through papers to get his work done he does have extra after all; Chevalier planned for this.

As the hours passed by, you helped Clavis work. The clouds in the sky parted allowing rays of sun to peak out from the clouds. When Clavis was nearly done, he thanked you for the help and advised you to take the rest of the day off. You’d already finished your work, he could handle the rest. Knowing he wouldn’t take no for an answer, you pressed a kiss to Clavis’s forehead - Chevalier was focused on wrapping up his work, one small kiss wouldn’t hurt. Your lover froze for a moment but smiled as he noticed you were already gone before he could tease you. He decided to let this one pass. He knew what you, Chevalier, and Cryan had been doing all day. Clavis was truly grateful for everything you’ve done today and every other time it rains. (Chevalier as well, but he would never even dare admit it, even to himself.)

As you made it to your room you realized that despite the sun shining over the gardens it had started to lightly rain. You’ve always enjoyed the rain. Especially sun showers. Ever since you were young you’d go out and play in the rain or read a book by the window to the calming sounds of rain in the background.

With Clavis never explicitly telling you the reason for his great dislike of rain-soaked roses, you wondered if your want to go out with him was one you should ignore or not.

“Clavis!” You said happily having just left your room to look for him. “Come dance with me? Please.” You grabbed his hand excited to go dance with him, if he's willing.

Clavis noted you changed into the new sundress he’d gotten for you a couple of weeks ago. The plans to wear it on your next date in town kept getting moved around with work, more work, and the weather. You look amazing in the dress, as he expected. “Dance? Wh-”

“Don’t think about it, just come dance with me, please?” You asked, cutting him off. 

“How can I possibly say no to such a request?” Clavis agreed with a soft smile.

The third prince let you happily pull him out to the gardens, the rain-soaked roses hitting his senses immediately, but you tightened the grip on his hand keeping him with you. “Don’t think, just follow me,” you said looking back at him for a moment. And he did. You looked incredibly happy, you looked like you knew exactly what you were doing.

And you did. You lead Clavis down the cobblestone paths of the garden to the open area by the lake. Yes, there were bushes around it, but there were rose bushes all around the gardens. Avoiding roses in Rholdiate was nearly impossible.

Slipping your heels off, you pulled the third prince towards the grass and twirled underneath his arm to face him, resting your opposite hand around his neck with a laugh.

It was rare you left Clavis speechless, but this was definitely one of those times. The sloppy and awkward yet smooth dance you led him in was one you clearly enjoyed. The way you giggled as you spun under his arm again and again, the rain flowing off your dress as you did so. The way the sun shined on your face as you dipped back confident Clavis’ strong arms wouldn’t let you fall. The two of you getting soaked from the rain, yet you didn’t seem to mind; it seemed like you loved it. The setting sun only lit up your smile in a way it hasn’t before.

As the sun dipped further into the horizon, the rain seemingly picked up. Yet your happiness didn’t fade with the sun, nor did Clavis's. The scent of wet roses seemed to disappear the longer the two of you had danced, despite the smell only growing stronger. Still, Clavis found himself genuinely smiling as he focused solely on you, on the dance.

The rain had completely stopped now, giving way to the light of the full moon. Clavis had joined you in your bed after a much-needed hot bath. Carefully helping each other wash out the cold rainwater. Even now he can still feel the warmth on your skin as you hold each other close.

The next morning brought with it clear blue skies as the sun lit up the gardens. The third prince watched as you looked out the window fondly. Water dripped off the rose petals and leaves as the sun started to dry them. Clavis realized that while he will never like the smell of rain-soaked roses, he wouldn’t mind dancing in the rain with you again.

IkePri Master List

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IkéPrince's Favorite Kinks 😈

18+ | MDNI! | IkéPrinces x Fem!Reader

CW: Some kinks are not for everyone! Mentions of (consensual!) power imbalances, bodily harm/violence, Dom/Sub dynamics, humiliation/taking advantage, mentions of cutting/blood, some slight CNC (somnophilia), (consensual) controlling behavior, mentions of fingering, p-in-v sex, and more!

AN: These are just my opinions on which kinks the princes/other Rhodolite court members would be into! Some of them are a little more on the extreme side of things! Haha! This post is for all you fellow freaks out there! Enjoy!!

Jin Grandet – Sensation Play / Sensory Deprivation (blindfolding)

Jin is a slut, it’s true, but he doesn’t strike me as the kinkiest guy in Rhodolite. However! He likes to spice things up now and again! I feel like he would get a kick out of being lightly tickled with a feather as foreplay—even better if it was happening while he was blindfolded. Anything to draw out the anticipation and tension for this guy who usually doesn’t have to work that hard at getting someone into bed with him lol. Also, imagine lightly tracing a finger or a butter knife or a feather or literally anything over those shoulder and chest muscles....? And he might even let out a little low-toned nervous chuckle...?? Yeesh. 😮‍💨

Chevalier Michel – Overstimulation/Edging

Chev loves to have the power! He loves to make you squirm! He thinks it’s hot but also it genuinely amuses him! Lol. What a monster this guy would be. He’s written in his route/canonically as having awkward, fumbling movements when it comes to romance/intimacy, but I’m sorry, I do not buy it! Sorry to you, Ikéwriters! You’re wrong! This dude is so confident it is almost scary! He would be so commanding in bed!! For real!! Like, he is perfect at everything and has read so many romance novels...??? Like he would be lethal??? Imagine him fingering you so deftly that you are about to come, and then he extracts himself from you so suddenly that your heart almost falls out of your chest, but you look up and he’s just smirking at you??? King Chev needs to unwind too okay!!

Clasvis LeLouch – Bondage

Another member of the Rhodolitian Sluts Committee! However, Clavis is a “gentleman.” He “respects” you or whatever. Haha, I actually don’t think he would be that kinky, but I do think that he knows his way around some rope lmao. He’s always setting traps! He’s bound to set a trap for you in your bedroom one of these days. And that trap would be designed in a way that some rope would happen to pull you up by your wrists, leaving you helpless and writhing like a little worm on a hook for him. What is he supposed to do? Not toy with your body and tease you until you come?? He’s so considerate though! Always just thinking about your pleasure... What’s the problem?? 😇

Leon Dompteur – Breeding Kink

Okay, don’t come for me, but I genuinely think that Leon is the least kinky of all of the princes. He’s so noble and so egalitarian that I can’t really picture him getting into sexy stuff that requires power exchanges or pain or too much tension even. There’s a world of kink beyond those things, of course, but he just reads like a sweet vanilla boyfriend to me! But! I can see him getting particularly excited by the idea of putting his babies inside you haha. He would come inside you one time and then not be able to stop thinking about the possibility of you getting pregnant—imagining your belly swelling up, your glow as you carry his child... he’d get all embarrassed by how much the idea turns him on! He’d sheepishly bring it up at first, but before long he’d be whispering in his husky daddy voice about how he’s going to fill you up with his seed. Teehee!

Yves Kloss – Food Play

I mean, chef Yves feeding you his delicious treats? Or eating off of your naked body? Treating you like his personal little buffet? Yves would be so sensual with this. He would get off on watching you eat, loving the facial expressions that you make while you savor something that he made just for you. He’d also be into eating off of you—whipped cream play comes to mind! He’d hand-make some deliciously sweet and fluffy cream, first putting it somewhere cute and innocent like on your nose and licking it off, and you guys would tease each other until he gets all flustered and frustrated and decides to put it on your nipples and your bare stomach and your fingers and... everywhere! He'll show you who can make who flustered!! hehe cutie Yves. 🤭

Nokto Klein – Exhibitionism

Ladies and gentlemen, we’ve got another huge slut over here! Ugh, I love Nokto haha. He’s such a problem lmao. He wants the whole world to know that you are his and his alone. He also wants the whole world to know how hot and sexy you are! He’d take any opportunity to fuck you in semi-public. Or at least make out with you. He knows how to get you so distracted with his tongue, his hands, his murmurs in your ear... He’d be fingering you in the palace gardens or in a back corner of a ballroom before you even knew what hit you. He’d be all like “Look at her body, look how beautiful she is, haha but don’t ever touch or I will kill you! While smiling! Teehee!”

Licht Klein – Pain/Blood Play

(This kink is not for everyone! Proceed with caution! Also PLEASE be careful if you try this IRL!) Licht gives me masochist vibes. I can see him lying in bed with you, both of your naked bodies softly touching, you lightly running your fingers over his muscular arms, until he cautiously broaches the idea of you using a knife/small razor blade to make small cuts on him or a needle to pierce his ears or skin... You would hesitate at first, but after he reassures you and you see just how flushed and excited he gets from being at your mercy like that, you’d realize that it’s something he gets off on and enjoys. You guys would talk about it a lot to make sure that you’re going about it in a safe way! Part of the appeal for him is you treating his wounds afterward! He would only trust you with this activity.

Luke Randolph – Somnophilia

(All of this is consensual!) Luke loves to nap, and I feel like napping together would be a staple in your relationship. He loves nothing more than slowly fluttering his eyes open to see you lying next to him, still asleep. You look so beautiful and delectable, and since you guys have agreed that it’s okay—you even have a system in place, where you put on a certain bracelet or ribbon that signals your consent before you go to sleep (if you’re not wearing it, he won’t do anything)—he’d slowly slide his hand between your legs, trailing soft, wet kisses along your neck and collarbone while you’re still sleeping, gradually beginning to stroke your clit... the sensation of you getting wet while you only start to stir awake makes him hard as a rock, and before long you’d both be up and at ‘em lol.

Sariel Noir – BDSM / Impact Play

The Devil of the King’s Court!!! Oooohooohoohoo. Sariel, Sariel, Sariel... Hahaha, I can’t with this man. He definitely has a secret torture dungeon somewhere in the castle, filled with all kinds of beautifully designed whips and paddles and chains. You’d be his little plaything, no question haha. Sariel is for the masochist girlies lol. He would find excuses to “punish” you all the time, and honestly you would do the same—he would be so excited at the sight of your pretty skin getting redder and redder as he spanks you or whips you. He’d reward you for good behavior by making you come over and over again and being very sweet with his aftercare. Ugh, kinky king!

Rio Ortiz – Getting Fem Dommed / Puppy play

Biggest! Sub! In! Rhodolite! Haha. Rio is canonically referred to as the MC’s “pet” or “mutt” or “dog” across multiple main story lines lmao. And he would be such a good boy! Imagine his eager little face as you boss him around. He wants nothing more than to please you. You could be a mean mistress or a kind mistress, it doesn’t even matter! He’s at your beck and call no matter what. He’s your personal little bitch now, so use him! He likes it! Buy him a collar and leash and everything. He’ll do literally anything for his beloved mistress. Ugh, it would be equally fun to yell at him or reward him for his good behavior. Rio is the ultimate puppy material!

Gilbert von Obsidian – Total Power Exchange

(This kink is not for everyone! Don’t forget that Gilbert is pretty much a dictator! Proceed with caution! This is a consensual activity! Don’t put up with this shit IRL unless it’s thoroughly agreed upon!) Gilbert would love to control every single aspect of your life haha. He likes to see the anxious look on your face when you need something but know that you have to ask for his permission. Like, you even have to ask for his permission to go to the bathroom or eat food. He likes having all of your needs at his mercy. It makes him so horny for you. Of course, you have to ask for his permission on what to wear, who you can talk to even... Your entire life belongs to him, just like he likes it. Occasionally, you would do something without his permission and he would have to punish you!

Keith Howell – Wax Play

My thinking here is that wax play would appeal to both “Keiths.” Dark Keith would like it for the danger/tension and Kind Keith would like it for the softness/sensualness of it after the wax dries. They would go about it in different ways. Dark Keith would hold you down and pour hot wax over your most sensitive areas, making you yelp. Kind Keith would slowly drip wax along the less intense erogenous zones, like your collarbones or feet, then sweetly peel it off of your naked body. The temperature play aspect of it would be really exciting for him, and he’d love to praise your beautiful soft skin after it’s been dipped in wax.

Silvio Ricci – Getting FinDommed

This kind of breaks from MC’s canonical attitude toward Silvio and his wealth, but this is what is in my heart lol. Silvio likes a brat! He’s a tyrant and has a difficult personality, but he actually likes it when someone doesn’t back down from him. He’s so used to getting whatever he wants, the idea of being at the mercy of his little bratty baby's whims and needs would be so thrilling to him. Literally he’s your wallet now. He’s the richest man in Benitoite! Take advantage of him! He doesn’t get a choice. He's there to buy you new clothes, new shoes, as many treats as you want, a new house even! He’s got the money, babe! And that money is YOURS now. Not his. Muahahaha. 😈

[riveranova]

youre headcanons were so funny, could you do more please? there is this trend on tiktok where girlfriends film their boyfriends sleeping positions, can you do that but with the ikemen prince guys?

and female reader please and thank you!💗💗

A/N: I know EXACTLY what you mean! So sorry for the long wait, here you go! <3

I also made this Gender Neutral because there is no mention of any gender. I hope thats fine!

IkePri's Sleeping positions! x GN! Reader - Part 1

Warnings: A teensie bit suggestive, pure crack to be honest, Nokto

Characters: Gilbert, Silvio, Keith, Sariel, Rio, Clavis, Notko, Ikemen Prince

Word Count: 610

Gilbert von Obsidian

- Still - LIke, he doesn't move - He scares the shit out of you because he's literally cold and unmoving - Literally laying there like 🧍🏻 - WILL make fun of you if you panic and wake him up - He's a little shit, obviously he thinks that your crying face is adorable - Do you honestly think that he'd go out like that? - Do you even love him? - It's not that? Ahh, so you doubt him. - ''I'm hurt, little rabbit. I think I need to remind you how alive I truly am, heehee...''

Silvio Ricci

-This man is a prick - If you sleep in the same bed as him, I'm sorry - Will 100% not only steal your blankets and throw them to the floor but will also take up all the space in your bed - I don't think he's completely silent when he sleeps but he doesn't snore either - More like.. really loud breathing - My dog breathes really loud when he's sleeping well - Hold on.. Silvios crest- - I rest my case.

Keith Howell

-I'm pretty sure that he's a silent sleeper - There is one big problem, uh tall problem - Tall. He's very tall. (I'm 181cm, I feel the pain) - I'd imagine that he has trouble sleeping in small beds because of his height - Poor guy is completely folded next to you so that you have some space - His back pain must be horrible, oh dear - Now, his alter is a different story - I think he'd just pull you onto him - He's tall and strong, he can be your bed <3

Sariel Noir

-Does he even sleep - I think the question with him isn't how he sleeps but how you find him sleeping - His job is hard and trying to keep the chaos (Clavis & Nokto, really) in check is a lot - Falls asleep on his desk, mostly - Hunched over his papers, the candle already out and cold for a long time - This man has chronic back pain, that isn't even up for debate - Wakes up easily and decides to follow you into bed

Rio Ortiz

-I think he doesn't sleep much either - For him, I think it's because he just has too much energy - He just loves to get everything ready for you to start your day, he knows you work so, so hard - But even this battery needs some charging sometimes - Can and will sit down on a chair, sleep (sitting straight up) for an hour and wake up as if he slept a week - Has no back pain either - What is his secret? We will never know

Clavis Lelouch

-Okay. - We know that this idiot doesn't even have a bed in his room - When he does sleep, he just throws himself into his couch and sleep like that - Because when he's tired.. He's TIRED - Hangs off of the side of the couch like not quite dried paint - Cyran covers him with a blanket sometimes but doesn't bother most of the time because Clavis just plucks it off in his sleep - Doesn't sleep very long or very deep, he has a tight schedule after all! Haha! Ahaha! Haa.. poor Sariel.

Nokto Klein

-:I - I think we all know where this is going - Look, I know he's not ALL about women and sex - But he's MOSTLY about it and I'm pretty sure he doesn't even care where he falls asleep - Literally falls asleep with his arms in postions that do NOT look comfortable - Don't worry tho, just pluck his arms from under whatever bodypart they are and lay him down normally - Deep sleeper, 100% - Has mastered THE nap. Like the one where you wake up and you have imprints of your clothes

Thank you for reading, requests are always open!

[violettduchess]

A/N: My gift for the incredibly talented @dicenete 💜 as part of the excellent @flash-exchange

Prompt: Make It Quiet

Clavis x Reader

WC: 552

“Ah…..there you are. I was just wondering where the brightest jewel in this sea of noble gemstones had ventured off to. I have been speaking to some of our esteemed guests and I’m sure you would have delighted the Azurite prince–”

“You have to come with me.”

He blinks. “Now?”

“Right now.”

“Oh my, my lamb seems rather impatient. Don’t you want to have a quick dance? The orchestra is just finished warming up and–”

“C’mon.” You seize his hand, a prisoner held tightly in your satin glove.

“What a delightful turn of events. Are you perhaps hungry -Pardon me, sir- Yves has outdone himself overseeing the food -Excuse me, madame- although it lacks originality if you ask me-…Um…Darling? This is an exit.”

“Exactly. Come along.”

“I see I never knew the true strength of your grip. You are very insistent, my love. My, how dark the hallway is compared to the bright lighting of the ballroom. Are you sure–”

“Just a little further.”

“Your laughter tells me I shouldn’t be so suspicious. What sort of adventure is my sweet one taking me on? I- Wait, why are we stopping? There’s nothing here.”

“Wrong. THIS is here.”

“An alcove? Are you sure, sweetheart? There isn’t even a statue or painting or decorative anything! It’s nothing but darkness.”

“So perceptive. Come closer.”

“Have I mentioned how astoundingly strong your grip–”

“Stop. Talking.”

Shrouded by the shadows of the alcove, you cover his mouth with yours, fingers curled into the soft velvet of his lavender lapel.

Clavis does not speak. He can’t. He is powerless in the face of your radiant desire. All he can do is return your fervent kisses. He wasn’t entirely wrong about your appetite. Each kiss is hungrier than the last. His back is soon pressed against the smooth, cool wall, a startling contrast to the hastening heat of your body which he can feel through your layers of silk and brocade.

You graze the elegant line of his neck with your lips as you speak.

“I saw you talking to all those people-”

“Esteemed guests, my sweet,” he gasps, his hands grasping at the folds of your voluminous gown as if he needs something to hold on to, lest he fall.

“And you looked so…..” You take his bottom lip between your teeth and bite, just hard enough for him to inhale sharply. “So at ease, in your element. So collected and calm.” Your hands slide down his sides, slip inside his waistcoat. “I suddenly had the burning desire to see you….unsettled.”

Your hands slide down further, over expensive silk and shiny golden buttons and butter-soft leather and metal buckles.

Is he….trembling?

“I believe,” he says breathlessly, “you are getting what you desire, my darling.”

Your smile is hidden in the darkness but he can taste it on your lips.

“Almost.”

“Ah….my love…..” He is losing this battle, falling backwards off the cliff of reason and hurtling towards the sea of no return. “Anyone….could walk by.”

But you both know his protest is hollow as his hands are already under the heavy folds of your skirts, gripping your thighs, pulling you towards him. 

”Don’t worry, my prince,” you murmur against his ear, a music that rivals the greatest of orchestras. “We’ll make it quiet.”

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No Touching!

Summary: Leon/Yves/Jin/Clavis x gn!reader. You don't know how to get through to them. So you tell them no touching until they change for the better.

A/N: Idk how I feel about Silvio, but this is the plot of his event route rn, and it's so cute that I decided to steal it.

CW: Jin is his own warning, so is Clavis, idk if there's any real warnings in this one though, oh blood and injury in Jin's part, allusions to spoilers for both Jin and Clavis' routes

You told him he has to take care of himself (take breaks, have a decent bedtime, etc,) and he laughed, assuring you that he was fine. Since this wasn't the first time you'd had this conversation, you knew you had to take drastic measures.

“Until you learn to take care of yourself, you are not allowed to touch me.”

He stared at you for a minute, before bursting into laughter, reaching out his hand to mess up your hair. But you took a step back, just out of reach.

He grinned sharply.

“Real cute, Y/N. We'll see.”

It's Leon, so you know he's not trying to be patronizing…but the doubt in his voice in your ability to hold out just furthers your resolve.

He doesn't seem to believe you're serious at first. You're dating, why wouldn't he be able to wrap his arms around you, or press a short kiss to your cheek? Why wouldn't he be able to kiss you and cuddle you? Why wouldn't he be able to mess up your hair? Why shouldn't he scoop you up and take you where he wants to go?

He makes it about three days, partially because of how busy he is, before he calls you into his office for “an audience”. That's how you know you're in trouble. And then he gives you a talking to. About how this is childish. About how he's a busy man, and you're his stress relief, and now he doesn't have that. You almost forget how this started, giving into his speech.

But he slips. As you reach your hand over the desk to place it in his, his eyes twinkle with triumphant mischief. You pull your hand back at the last second, before standing up, and reminding him of the deal. Once he learns how to take care of himself, he can touch you again. He looks disappointed, but laughs anyway, saying he didn't think that would work, but worth a try.

It takes a little while. It takes some underhanded ploys on your part. It takes Sariel and Yves coming at him from two other angles. But eventually you catch him going to bed at consistent times. You see him delegating some of his paperwork to his brothers. You see him setting aside time to just be.

When you decide he's got the point, you silently slip into his office. You pull up a chair quietly, and sit next to him as he works. Then you place your hand on his knee.

It takes Leon a second to notice, but he slowly looks up from his work, then looks over at you. He smiles softly, and reaches out to cup your cheek. You tilt your head, preparing to nuzzle into his hand. But at the last second, his hand redirects to your head, and he nuzzles your hair so hard you're worried you'll get a migraine.

While you're dazed from the rigorous noogie, he wraps his arms around your middle, then drags you to the sofa in his office, laying you down, hovering over your body, and trapping your lips in a hungry kiss.

As belle, naturally you have to interact with his brothers. And he doesn't mind! He understands, and he even encourages it. But…Clavis? Recently you've been assisting Clavis with a project Chevalier gave him. Day one, he'd stood far far away from you while he watched, for his own safety. But he was fine with everything. Clavis seemed to be acting respectful. So Yves decides it's safe to leave you.

Which must bore Clavis, because suddenly his hand is on your lower back as he leans in closer to you. You know it's just to get at Yves. But Yves has become far more secure, so he won't- oh no he's yelling. 

Once the project is finished, you think it's over, but both beasts have other plans. It's become an all purpose war, and you're the poor soul stuck between them. You know how this has to end. 

“Evie,” you say as Yves “brushes all traces of Clavis out of your hair”.

“Hm?” He grunts. Grunts. Lord, Clavis has really got to him.

“You know if you don't react, Clavis will get bored and go play with someone else, right?”

Another grunt, this one far angrier.

“Evie?”

“He shouldn't touch what's mine.”

Oh. The beast is out to play. Brilliant.

“I'm mine, Yves.”

He groans, and practically slams the brush on the table.

“Yes, but you're my partner. Therefore no one else should touch you. Therefore he should keep his filthy hands to himself.”

“Okay, you need to calm down-”

“He needs to go away!”

You stare at him for a moment, deep in thought.

“I want you to remember, what I'm about to do is for your own good.”

He looks like he has a retort without you even saying anything, but you push on.

“Until you learn how not to react to him, you don't get to touch me. If he ‘can’t touch me’, neither can you!”

You walk out to a flurry of screams that you were not prepared for. You knew he'd flip out. You didn't expect this much.

It doesn't take long for him to not react to Clavis, because he just isn't talking to you, either. His stubbornness far outweighs his jealousy, and now that he isn't working adjacent to you. It's lonely for you, but, more importantly, boring for Clavis. After realizing Yves is no longer there for him to have fun with, he breezes through the rest of the project, and quite literally sends you on your way.

“Yves! I'm So proud of you!” You say happily as you enter the kitchen. Yves is angrily whisking eggs. While staring at the far wall. His jaw clenched.

“Yves?” You walked over to him, running your fingers through his hair. “Look, I know you hated that, but if you can put last Clavis like this every time, he'll give up on messing with you!”

He continues whisking and staring at the wall.

“Aren't you going to spill your eggs if you keep whisking that hard?”

“I don't like touching you, anyway!” He shouted, slamming the bowl of eggs on the counter.

Both of you stared at each other, and his eyes widened as he realized what he said.

You know he didn't mean it. You know it's a defense mechanism. But, dang, he's so easy to mess with. So you turn on your heel to leave.

“Wait, wait, wait,” he cries, and you feel his arms around you, as he presses his face to your back. “‘m sorry. I love you. I missed touching you.”

You hum in agreement.

“I'll give you some of the cake I'm making. I'm very sorry.”

“I'll forgive you,” you say with a giggle.

After he finishes the cake, he sits in your lap, and hand feeds it to you.

You know he's the secret that holds up the kingdom. But this can't be good for him. He can't keep showing up in your shared room, covered in blood. Sometimes he doesn't even wake you up. He just walks in, lays down, and passes out. Sometimes he doesn't even make it to the bed. He gets to the side of the bed you sleep on, sits down, and falls asleep, and you wake up to blood all over your carpet. 

It's the third time this month. Luckily you were up this time, so you cleaned the wound, and bandaged him up. 

You quietly finished wrapping bandages around him. You could practically hear him grin as he spoke.

“Wasn't that bad tonight.”

In pain, or not in pain, he relished anytime your hands were on him. Which took the bite out of your silent treatment.

Wait…

“Anyway,” he reached out for you, intending to pull you against him, but you took a step back. He grinned.

“Oh? Are we playing a game?”

“You can't keep doing this. There has to be someone who can do all this from time to time. Someone who can give you a break.”

“Nope,” he reached out again, and you took another step back. This time he quirked an eyebrow.

“I don't like that look on your face,” he said, still grinning. 

You took another step back, hopefully far enough back if the beast decided to pounce.

“I'm going to sleep in the guest room. I really want you to think about training someone to help you.”

The beast tensed up, and you took another step back in preparation.

“And until you do that, you cannot touch me,” you said the last bit as fast as possible then bolted out the door. You slammed it behind you, seeing Jin two steps behind.

He naturally did not take to your suggestion. He seemed to think it was a joke at first. Which is why you locked the guest room door. He tries to sweet talk his way in, but when he sees you're serious, the voice outside the door gets quiet.

The next morning, when you get up to get ready for the day, you find Jin sleeping outside the door. You press a kiss to his cheek and he opens his eyes.

“I thought I wasn't allowed to touch you.” “I didn't say I couldn't touch you.” “Well, new rule, you can't touch me until I'm allowed to touch you.”

He plays so dirty. He stands literal inches from you, his hot breath in your ear as he whispers about how once you crack, you'll never leave his arms again. He'll tell you in graphic detail how he's going to kiss you so hungrily that you won't even think about trying this again. 

“I told you! No touching!” You snapped at Jin, ignoring the book you had been attempting to take off the shelf.

You couldn't. You just couldn't. His hot breath, and pretty words, and constant presence was making this a punishment for you, not him.

“I'm not touching you,” he purred. You looked to the side. His lips, indeed, weren't touching you, just hovering. You looked down. His hands weren't on your hips, just hovering. But both his lips and his hands were so close, you could have sworn you felt him touching you. And this wasn't the first instance. 

Over the last twelve hours, his hovering was closer and closer, so that you constantly felt his touch on you, despite him not touching you at all.

Between that and his pretty words….

“God! Okay! I give up! Bleed to death if you want, just touch me!” You cried. Instantly, the distance was closed, and his hands were on your hips, his lips on your cheek. 

“I'll be more careful, since it bothers you so much,” Jin whispered, as one of his hands left your hip, and moved to massage comforting circles on your stomach.

He didn't learn anything from this. At least not the lesson he should learn. But you've learned that you'll need a different tactic to get through to him.

He'd been slipping into old habits, staying up as late as he physically could to study, talking down to himself in his head, skipping meals to care for his kingdom. Cyran, and his servants, and citizens know that you're the one who keeps him sane, and beg you to talk to him. They're worried.

So you try to.

“Clavis,” you said, trying to get his attention as he hastily made a plate of food from the spread the servants had laid out.

“Aw, feeling needy? Don't worry, I'll tend to you when I'm finished,” he said with a smirk.

You'll give him that. He may neglect himself, but he never neglects you.

“I'm worried you're overdoing it.”

“I assure you, as a gentleman, I would never give you cause to worry.”

It's a back and forth, where he clearly wants to rush to his room to finish something, but also doesn't want you to be too mad at him when he wants cuddles later. It gets tense, and finally you shout.

“If you're not going to take these concerns seriously, you can't touch me until you learn to!”

Clavis' plate falls to the ground as his jaw drops. Various servants are shaking their heads in fear, kneeling on the floor in prayer, Cyran himself looks green, like he could throw up at any moment.

Clavis opens and shuts his mouth a couple times, before a slow smile spreads on his face. You know that smile. That smile is never good.

“Alright,” he says, before walking out of the room. The second he's gone, the silence is broken, and everyone is crying, shouting, and talking at you.

You don't see Clavis for a week. But everyone else does. And they all come back to you to tell you all about it. Apparently, with his favorite person not around to play with, the pranks and horrible cooking have skyrocketed. He's acting maniacal, like a true villain.

Not your problem. At least that's what you say that first week. Then you walk out of your room in the morning, and slip on a banana peel. When you look up, you see various innocent victims also slipping on the peel lined hallway. Including Cyran, who looks on the brink of tears as he pleads with you to talk to Clavis.

You find him in his office. Eating a banana.  He says something along the lines of, “If it isn't the love of my life. How can I help you?” “You know why I'm here.” “Do I?” “Yes.”

You tell him you get that he's bored without you to focus his energy on. But leave the Innocents out of it. He puts on a shocked face, assuring you he has no idea what you're talking about. But with the glint in his eyes, you know he heard you. In all the wrong ways.

It's quiet. Too quiet. Cyran assures you that Clavis has been doing his work as normal, just with less pranking. But still. It's far too quiet for your liking. 

Then the other shoe drops. You find a note in your room. A ransom note of sorts. You can't read it, but you catch the words, Rio, visit, and tower. So you leave your room in a rush. Only to be stopped by Cyran, who hands you an object. He tells you it's a newish invention, used for being out on hot days. He's been saving it for an emergency, and the time has come.

Clavis gets you revealing nightwear from time to time. But you've never worn pants like this. They couldn't even really be called pants, as there was very little leg to them. Cyran told you that people called them “shorts”.

Your legs were exposed, but you knew this would destroy the Clavis bomb.

You walked up to the tower, and when you entered you saw him looking out the far window.

“Y/N, I've been expecting yo-” he almost sounded like he was going to vomit the way he cut himself off as he turned to you.

Rio rotated his tied up body around, then went bright red, his eyes lighting up as he spoke excitedly behind the gag.

“Geh,” Clavis said, less a word and more a sound, as he stared at your legs.

You stalked over to Rio, feeling powerful, as you un gagged him.

“Y/N, you look so beautiful,” Rio said with hearts in his eyes. “And you came to save me? I can't help but fall more in love with you!”

That snapped Clavis out of it, mostly. He strode over to Rio, and covered his eyes, ignoring the disappointed whine.

“What- what- what-,” he choked out, unable to put a thought together. “Legs,” he spit out, still sounding like he'd vomit.

“Free Rio, prove to me you can take care of yourself, and you can see me in these shorts whenever you want,” you tried to say it without embarrassment, because while Clavis could get jealous, that wouldn't stop him from asking you to wear them everyday.

He whined, reaching out for you with the grabby hands of a toddler. You took a step back and gave him a stern look.

“Y/N,” he whined. “I'll be good. I'll take care of myself. I'll let the hound go. Just lemme touch!”

“You swear?” You ask.

He nodded quickly, his eyes pinned to your legs.

“Release Rio, then you can-”

He moved so fast, you couldn't finish the thought. He cut Rio loose, fell to his knees, wrapped his arms around your legs, and pressed the side of his face to your thighs.

All in the span of seconds.

“Rio, can you-” you began.

“I'm leaving, don't worry. I'll see you later.” He walked past, and you stared down at the blissed out Clavis who was singing something under his breath, to your legs.

[xxsycamore]

❝ 𝐕𝐈𝐑𝐆𝐈𝐍 𝐁𝐔𝐍𝐍𝐘 𝐈𝐍 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐓 ❞

╰┈➤ 💜 Clavis seduces Emma in a bunny suit so she can finally pop his cherry.

Clavis Lelouch x Emma • rating: E (MDNI) • tags:Bunny Suits; Bunny Ears; bunny tail; that one Clavis card; Virginity; Virginity Kink; Making Out; Sloppy Makeouts; Dom!Emma; sub!Clavis; Femdom; Neck Kissing; Biting; Groping; Premature Ejaculation; Coming Untouched; Coming In Pants • wordcount: 1,495 • masterlist

"Welcome home, Emma. I've been waiting for you."

The wave of shock that washes over Emma's being brings forth an unmistakable familiar and dangerous warmth that traverses from her cheeks straight down to her nethers. It doesn't leave her time to breathe, to think, yet the words still manage their way out.

"Clavis, what are you wearing?"

Hand still on the doorknob, Emma's eyes are cast down low, at the figure kneeling on the floor. Clavis' tall, slender form is clad in a tight suit, squeezing his flesh in all the right places. Clavis lowers his head as if desperate to rub himself all over her legs, showing the joy of a domesticated animal welcoming his owner home, and in the act, a pair of long faux ears brush past Emma's frame. From the position he's taking on the floor, she can see the star of the outfit - an obscene protrusion on his rear, white and fluffy. A bunny tail.

"Isn't it obvious? I'm your little bunny in heat. I'm beginning you to finally, finally take me."

Emma's blood runs hot, fingers curling inwards until she can feel her own nails dig into the inside of her palm. It emphasizes their positions on the spot. She has claws, and Clavis is soft, pliant, vulnerable, practically begging. She can do whatever she wishes with him.

His methods of seduction are an incitement to riot, as she barely needs stimulus to desire him. Yet Clavis puts on so much effort for her. He moves his body alluringly in a way he's never done for anyone; he gazes at her in a way he's never gazed at anyone. The littlest things about him are enough, all those things he doesn't even suspect are erotic, so how is she to endure the current situation?

"On the bed, Clavis."

The man on his knees smirks as he obediently bows, turning around to comply with her wish. Emma's eyes follow his rump. Of course they do. He gives her so much to look at.

She'll have to give that tail a little squeeze later.

Emma follows him to the bed and climbs up, signaling for Clavis to come closer. He sits on the place between her legs, leaning slightly backward as he props himself up with a hand, chest puffed out. Ready for her next move.

Emma reaches two greedy hands to grasp his waist, and she pulls him in closer, letting his scent engulf her completely. Has he always had such a perfect waist? It's not tiny enough for her hands to properly enwrap it, but rather just enough to desperately try to tighten her hands enough to fit more.

"Kiss me, Clavis. You know how to do this much, right?"

Way better than a virgin does, she refrains from adding, for the sake of her own composure. They've made out before, but never took the next step. The amount of heated kisses they'd shared had been enough to see Clavis become bold and risqué in his need for more, often kissing her breathless. The bulge in his pants has always been alluring but it's never been quite the time or the place. Partly because Clavis has a penchant for being at the wrong time, in the wrong place.

His lips are now planted against her own, and he already begins with his game. No time for lovey-dovey kisses, even if they're to his liking as well. His tongue slips between Emma's parted lips, making his way in, provoking her. It turns her rasped breaths into moans, and she doesn't mind it even this early on. If she's being vocal, he'll start being vocal too. For the time being, she lets him lead the kiss. It's almost like he shows what he wants to be done to him in return, she thinks. Although he's a gentleman through and through. His demonstration simply can't be as true to his desires.

He withdraws, and keeps his mouth open, tongue poking out. Emma doesn't wait for the thin thread of saliva between them to break; as long as he took a breath he should be fine for continuing where they left. It's like they never stopped the kiss that way.

She takes it easy on him when she takes the lead, dragging her tongue on his plump lower lip as if asking for entrance. It humiliates him a little, as if they're still not past this stage, as if he needs that - but strangely it's only lust he feels as a response. He answers properly to the gesture, obediently parting his lips to be penetrated, and Emma slips her tongue in.

"Nngn…"

Emma takes notes of all the little things that push Clavis' buttons; like curving her tongue to caress the underside of his tongue, or withdrawing to scare him with a too-early end of the kiss. She wants to learn more and more about how he wants to be kissed, touched, loved.

"Haah… haha.. You can get more handy than that, Emma."

He needn't say more. Emma's hands move from where they've held Clavis' waist, leaving unmistakable warmth behind as their imprints, and they travel up his back. Emma traverses it with hands alone from one side to the other, measuring him up, taking note of the hard places of him just like the soft ones, following the curves of his shoulders, the dips of the junction between them and his neck. It's an endearing gesture, until she cards her fingers through the short purple hair on the back of his head, upwards, taking both of his sleek black bunny ears in her grasp.

He doesn't feel the tug in the way an actual appendix would, of course, but his groan is sincere, and the action successfully makes him tilt his head back to reveal his slender neck.

Emma leaches on it, her glistening lips wetting his neck as she sinks her teeth into the column of his neck. He's so weak to neck kisses, she can practically feel him get hard where they're pressed body to body.

Leaving only one hand on his head, she lets the other one get playful and travel back down. The moment she's past the leather of his belt, Clavis' body rocks forward, and his rear lifts off the bed. He's on his knees now, between Emma's parted legs, arms snaking around her shoulders for support as she keeps kissing and nibbling at his neck.

With his behind now in full reach, Emma gets bolder, squeezing and groping his rump, the back of his thighs, and finally his fluffy white tail. It makes a little wicked smile bloom on her face. She lacks all of those adorable assets, yet Clavis sees her as his little bunny. She understands now, both the endearment and the lust behind it. Though it's a little scary that they've both become like that - with carnivores and prey it's quite linear. They devour until they're sated. With rabbits, well, Emma knows what people say about rabbits.

Clavis moans now, open and vulgar, and each vocalization of his arousal makes his Adam's apple move where Emma can feel it under her lips. It makes her see hot-white behind her eyelids that fell closed amidst it all. She wants to be locked in that tango forever; to see how Clavis gets worse and worse, until they finally cross that line, to take and take from each other until there's nothing they haven't done to the other.

"Ahh-- Nghh!" Clavis' head trashes, and it makes Emma's sucking at his skin a little difficult as her lips begin to miss their target. She makes him stay in place again, nails biting on the fabric of his suit, pressing him closer to her. His moans become hopeless now, and she feels proud of herself, just a tad curious which part made him like this. Clavis riots in his flesh restraints again, though he can easily remove himself from her grasp with his strength alone. She lets him have his breath, letting go and catching a glimpse of his face that she began to miss.

He's a mess, cheeks flushed red, hair disheveled, and faux ears askew and flopping to the side. Although he pants heavily, he finds it in himself to smirk. It's a rather mischievous one; not the kind to signal achievement of his goal but rather that he's done something forbidden.

"Nnnh…You handled your bunny a little too rough and he creamed his pants."

Eyes widening, Emma feels a fresh wave of arousal wash over her as the words sink in. She's stunned, a little guilty, a little curious… but as her gaze shamelessly shifts to his trousers to see a little wet spot on the front of his still-tented crouch, she's sure she's never seen anything more erotic in her life. She wets her lips to speak up.

"Looks like my little bunny in heat will stay a virgin for a little longer."

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His Human Heart

Fall on Me

A New Day

Sugar and Spice

The Exchange

Run Away With Me

Family

The Little Things

Drabbles

five more minutes

not yet

grief

bathing

fever

scars & souvenirs

white day

marks

Chats

A Trip to Wonderland (IkeRev x IkePri)

The One Where Belle Invites the Suitors to a Picnic (Licht, Gilbert, Sariel, Clavis, Chevalier, Jin)

Headcanons

What kind of undies do the princes wear? (Act 1 Suitors)

Women's Lingerie - Do they wear it and what would they wear? (ALL)

Suitors react when MC gifts them a plushie of their crest animal - Part 1 (Chevalier, Clavis, Nokto, Luke)

Suitors React to a Sick MC - Part 1 (Chevalier, Clavis, Nokto, Luke, Sariel)

Jealous Princes - Part 1 (Chevalier, Clavis, Nokto, Luke, Rio)

Suitors Reaction to Finding a Toy in Your Room (Chevalier, Clavis, Nokto, Luke, Rio, Gilbert)

Children's Books (Chevalier, Clavis)

Dream Wedding (Chevalier, Gilbert)

Grocery Shopping (Chevalier, Gilbert)

MC Reacts to Fight with Suitor (Chevalier, Clavis, Nokto, Luke)

Kisses (Gilbert, Keith, Silvio)

Suitors as Vampires Biting MC for the First Time (Chevalier, Gilbert, Keith, Silvio)

Suitors React to Finding Out Belle is Pregnant (Chevalier, Clavis, Nokto, Jin, LIcht, Sariel)

Chevalier Michel with a Lovey Dovey MC

Taking Suitor's Gloves Off (Gilbert, Rio, Chevalier)

How the Suitors React to an Unexperienced Belle (Chevalier, Clavis, Nokto, Jin)

Suitors Reactions to an MC Who Gets Lost Easily (Yves, Nokto, Chevalier, Clavis)

Suitors Reactions to Attending a Baseball Game (Chevalier's Faction)

Suitors React to an MC with an Eating Disorder/Body Dysmorphia (Leon, Chevalier, Clavis)

Chevalier with a Pregnant MC

Halloween with the Princes (Chevalier, Clavis, Nokto, Luke)

Suitors Reactions to a Ticklish MC (Chevalier, Yves, Licht)

[dicenete]

Here have Gilbert warmup. I started his route (finally), 3 chapters in and there is potential for this route to rival Clavis's spot as number 1. (don't worry, Lulu, I will still fight for you. You baby girl villain.) But we will see where this goes. Gilbert gives me INFJ villain vibes and I'm here for that.

I know my style is pretty clean when it comes to lineart, sometimes I like it, sometimes I wish I could be more messy xd But here is a funny sneak peak of the stages. I post more of these kind of things for my supporters on Ko-Fi. ^^

I love to read the tags people add, it makes my day and I really need to find a way to reply to some of them since there are interesting thoughts and questions sometimes! So maybe tagging is the way? Feel free to teach me, if this is not the way xd I'm an old goblin. I thought I had asks open but I guess I didn't so now I opened them xP

@scummy-writes Other ships that I like? 😳 I'm still pretty new in this fandom but.... ... Nokto x Silvio has caught my eye. 👀 And well... Gilbert x Clavis could be interesting, them being super villains together :0 Clavis x Cyran is something that has crossed my mind too, but at the same time I really like them being platonically close too. Like very very deep friendship. I just love the "I think you are an idiot, but you are also the person I admire the most and would die for you and your cause" trope.

@m-mmiy @solacedeer @altairring @taviacoolcat 🥹 Thank you, I'm happy that you guys like my doodles of IkePri characters. <3 I really appriciate the time you take to put that into words in the tags!

[omkookie]

⌕:IKEMEN PRINCE UNIT

⌕ : RIO'S VERY OWN LIBRARY. ෆ

YANDERE

Yandere Gilbert HCs

You're finally his / GILBERT

I won't let any man except me be close to you / Gilbert

Make you mine. / Gilbert

Yandere Silvio HCs

Yandere Gilbert / NONCON ⚠️

Are you going to have dinner alone? / Gilbert NONCON ⚠️

Someone flirts with their darling / Silvio, Clavis, Nokto, Luke

Yandere Licht

I'll show you how much I love you / Gilbert NONCON ⚠️

Where has he done wrong? / Chevalier NONCON ⚠️

It will just take some time now / Chevalier NONCON ⚠️

Kinda SFW

Chevalier adopts a child

You fight a raccoon / Rio, Gilbert, Keith

Vengeance / Gilbert, Chevalier x MC

Jealous Keiths

Queen Michel

⌕ : Seriel's misery masterlist

ANGST

Belle gets badly hurt + Leon's faction

Belle gets badly hurt + Chevalier's faction

SMUT

threesome with Keith Silvo and Gilbert

gilbert and keith thirst

No one will ever love you like your brother /Chevalier, Gilbert

Good boys cum / Keith

Pussy hungry Silvio

catboy Silvio

[nightghoul381]

Well Deserved

Prompts: Guided touching/ Intercrural sex Pairing: Clavis Lelouch x Reader Smut | Explicit Content | NSFW | MDNI CW: Lingerie, marking, slight oral/fingering, thigh fetish, intercrural sex (thigh fucking), Clavis making a mess XD WC: 1.4k A/N: Prompts from @natimiles, @valkyyriia, @candied-boys's Kinktober prompts and @xxsycamore's Visions of Temptation Prompts! Found here and here Thank you guys for putting together such awesome prompts!!

You pull your long coat tighter around you as you approach the door before you. You managed to make it through the entire castle without being spotted, which is a blessing since it’s nearly time for most to be retiring to their rooms for the evening.

When two days in a row had passed with Clavis not returning to your room before midnight, you knew he must have something important that he’s been working on. You’d noticed the dark circles under his eyes and his hair had been uncharacteristically disheveled the last time you had bumped into each other.

He of course quickly smoothed it into place and acted as though nothing at all was amiss, but you had overheard the castle staff discussing a boy in town who was suffering from a mysterious illness after eating a strange mushroom, and you had no doubt in your mind that Clavis was feverishly searching for a cure.

Taking a deep breath, you walk up to the door and knock five times in the secret pattern that you and Clavis had come up with to let each other know who was on the other side of the door.

Waiting for a brief moment you hear a couple of thuds and an “Oh dear!” before you finally hear the knob turning and the door opens into Clavis’ room. His face breaks into a broad smile as he takes in your face, as though finally getting a breath of fresh air and you can’t help but return the smile. You’re quickly pulled into an embrace, the door clicking shut behind you.

“My darling, you must have read my mind coming to me at this moment,” Clavis sighs happily, letting his head rest against your shoulder and squeezing you tightly in his arms.

“I did it, just moments ago I sent Cyran out with the medicine for the boy,” He breathes, the pride and relief obvious in his voice.

You pull back just a bit and reach up and cup his tired face. Brushing your thumbs along the darkness around his eyes. Grinning up at him, you pull his face to yours, kissing him deeply.

You feel even more pleased with yourself at your choice to come to him tonight, especially the way you have. He absolutely deserves a reward for his hard work.

His lips begin eagerly kneading against yours, as though a new burst of energy has filled him. You instantly open your mouth, sighing sweetly as his tongue drags around your teeth and across your tongue. You let your arms drop down, quickly undoing your coat and letting it drop around Clavis’ hold on you, startling him as the fabric drapes around his hands.

“Oh my, whatever could this be?” He murmurs against your lips, golden eyes cracked just enough for you to see the mischief glimmering there.

“Well, originally I had intended to come here to help you relieve some stress,” you reply, gently moving his hands away from your waist and allowing the coat to pool around your feet.

“However,” you continue, stepping back, “I feel as though my amazing lover deserves a reward for his hard work and dedication.”

You stand with your arms behind your back as his amber gaze rakes across your body. You’re wearing a pale lavender negligee made of a sheer, gauzy material. Beneath that is your matching lingerie and thigh-high stockings, paired with the silver heels he’d gifted you for your anniversary.

“Oh… I… Oh.”

Your normally eloquent prince is now at a loss for words and you feel a surge of pride at your decision and how clearly enamored he is with your visage.

Taking a step forward, you press your hand on his shoulder, guiding him to kneel before you which he does without resistance. You lift your left leg and drape it over his shoulder, instructing him to place one hand on your left hip and the other on your right thigh.

“You are a sight to behold, my love. You smell like heaven, and your skin is so soft,” He praises, rubbing his cheek against your inner thigh before looking up at you with heavy-lidded eyes.

“Use your mouth,” you murmur.

Clavis gratefully obliges, drawing his tongue along your inner thigh, leaning his body further inward to reach all the way to the edge of your panties, before latching his lips against the extremely sensitive skin. He moans appreciatively as your fingers card through his hair, guiding his mouth along your thigh and relishing the shivers his attentive tongue sends up your spine.

“Mmm, Clavis, your mouth feels so good,” you sigh, pushing his bangs back from his face before continuing, “but I want to do something new with you.”

His eyes flash with excitement, sucking eagerly at the skin of your thigh and leaving a dark bloom in his wake.

“Lick all over, Clavis, get my thighs nice and wet.”

As if granted freedom, Clavis begins to lick and nip at your legs with abandon. His breathy sighs filling the air and you can feel your panties growing wet with excitement.  Without warning, his teeth catch the fabric and yank them away from your dripping core.

“C-Clavis!” You squeak, taken aback by his sudden aggression.

“Smells so sweet. Surely you mustn’t be intending to keep your delicious nectar to yourself my dear?” He purrs, letting his tongue swipe across your folds briefly.

You feel your knees buckle slightly, and Clavis wastes no time lifting you and laying you back against the couch, stripping your underwear off of you the rest of the way before using his fingers to dive into your heat.

“Oh God, Clavis!” You cry out, arching your back as his fingers draw more and more of your arousal from your cunt, smearing the slickness across your thighs and chuckling mischievously.

“Would this be wet enough for your needs, my dear?”

Clavis draws his fingers gently against the crease of your thigh as his hot breath blows against your folds, and you struggle to remember what your plan had been in the first place.

“I can’t think when you’re doing that…” you complain, pushing his head back to try and regain some sanity.

You sit up, pushing Clavis to stand upright before pulling his pants around his ankles and stroking his stiff cock. “I’m going to turn around and I want you to fuck my thighs.” You instruct.

Clavis’ eyes go wide as you maneuver yourself to kneel on the couch before him on all fours. You feel his warm hands glide over your ass, squeezing and stroking the skin as he leans his body against you. His cock slides smoothly between your legs and both of you moan in unison as his tip brushes against your clit.

Sparks of excitement shoot through you as Clavis rocks against you, dragging his cock back and forth against your body, his voice spilling in sweet moans of pleasure. You let your head hang down and feel your arousal grow even stronger as you watch his tip protrude and disappear with each thrust.

 The brush of his cock against your folds is blissful and your own moans mix with his. His grip on your hips grows stronger and his fingers dig into the plushness of your thighs as his pace begins to grow frantic.

You feel your pussy clench as you anticipate his approaching climax, the erotic sensation and sounds driving you wild and you feel the urge to rock your hips back against him, bouncing your body along his cock until you hear his moans break off into strangled, panting breaths.

Squeezing your thighs together as tightly as you can you move your body faster and in mere moments you watch in eager excitement as thick white ropes of cum spill down your thighs and out onto the couch.

Heaving breaths are all that can be heard now, and you look up over your shoulder at your lover. His wisteria locks plastered to his head with sweat and you feel an intense surge of affection as he smiles at you.

“I think I very much like this reward,” He groans, easing his length out from between your sticky thighs.

You hum happily, pushing yourself up onto your knees and laying back against Clavis’ chest.

“Well, I’m glad you enjoyed it. I’m very proud of you Clavis. You truly are amazing.”

Taglist: @aquagirl1978 @queengiuliettafirstlady

[lettersfromaphrodite]

masterlist

─  'CAUSE THAT'S WHAT YOUNG LOVE IS ALL ABOUT ♡  

smut : 🍑 ; fluff : 🍭 ; angst : 🌧️

ATEEZ

Hongjoong: [16.30] 🍭 // [9.20] 🍭

Seonghwa: [5.26] 🍑 // AO3 link

Yeosang: [00.30] 🌧️

Wooyoung: [22.22] 🍑

Seonghwa x Hongjoong: «Protect Me, My Aurora.» 🌧️🍑🍭🏴‍☠️ // AO3 link | [make me a villain]  🔮 // AO3 link  

Grease! ATEEZ Series 🕺

Yunho: [3.42] 🍑🍭 // AO3 link

Yeosang: [4.57] 🍑🕺

Wooyoung: [15.37] 🍑🕺

Elemental Series 🔥💧🍃🌪️

Hongjoong x Fem! Reader: «do you believe in fate?» 🔮🌧️🍑🍭 // AO3 link

Chan x Fem! Reader: «flames  to dust.» 🔮🌧️🍑🍭 // AO3 link  

STRAY KIDS

Chan: [17.49]🍑🍭🎮

Jisung: [15.44] 🍭 // AO3 link | Jisung: [17.15]🎀🍑🍭

Hyunjin: [3.17]🍭

Sea Shanties Collection 📚🧜‍♂️🏴‍☠️ // AO3 link

Chan: [9.54] 🧜‍♂️🌧️🍭

Minho: «it’s high tide, baby.» 🧜‍♂️🌧️🍑🍭

Wolves! Stray Kids Series 🐺🔮 // AO3 link

Chan: [11.11] 🍭🔮🐺 // [3.21]🍑🍭🔮🐺

Changbin: [23.15] 🌧️🍑🍭🔮 🐺

Jisung: [2.22]🌧️🍑🍭🔮🐺

Hyunjin: [14.23]🍑🍭🔮🐺

Seungmin: [4.55]🌧️🍑🍭🔮🐺

Minho: [1.32]🍑🍭🔮🐺 // [2.31]🍑🍭🔮🐺

Felix: [14.20]🌧️🍭🔮🐺

Jeongin: [20.18]🍭🔮🐺

Royals! Stray Kids Series 👑 // AO3 link

Chan: [16.40]🌧️🍑🍭👑

Changbin: [10.40]🌧️🍭👑

Jisung: [00.00]🍑🍭👑🧛‍♂️

Hyunjin: [8.45]🌧️🍑🍭👑

Seungmin: [20.55]🌧️🍑🍭👑

Minho: [15.54]🍭👑

Felix: [2.33]🍑🍭👑 // [3.32]🍑🍭👑

Jeongin: [17.59]🌧️🍭👑

Vampires! Stray Kids Series 🧛‍♂️ // AO3 link

Chan: [8.58]🌧️🍑🍭🧛‍♂️

Changbin: [17.25]🌧️🍑🍭🎀🧛‍♂️

Jisung: [00.00]🍑🍭👑🧛‍♂️

Hyunjin: [8.03]🍑🍭🧛‍♂️

Seungmin: [8.50]🌧️🍭🧛‍♂️

Minho: [14.56]🌧️🍑🍭🧛‍♂️

Felix: [9.00]🌧️🍭🧛‍♂️

Grease! Stray Kids Series 🕺 // AO3 link

Chan: [2.57]🍭🕺 // [14.57]🍑🍭🕺

Changbin: [19.45]🍑🍭🕺

Jisung: [10.50]🍑🍭🕺

Hyunjin: [20.30]🌧️🍑🍭🕺

Seungmin: [16.02]🍑🍭🕺

Minho: [00.15]🌧️🍑🍭🕺

Felix:  [23.02]🍑🍭🕺

Jeongin: [18.20]🍭🕺

SEVENTEEN

Wonwoo: [23.49]🍭🔮🐺 // AO3 link

Wonwoo x Mingyu: [I feel danger on your lips but it tastes good]🧛‍♂️🍑🍭 // AO3 link

NON KPOP RELATED FICS

Sylus (Love and DeepSpace): HEADCANONS: aftercare 🍭 // AO3 link

Childe x Lumine (Genshin Impact): [your love is holy] 🍭 // AO3 link

Astarion (Baldur's Gate 3): [make me feel like I am breathing (feel like I am human) ] 🍭 // AO3 link

Luca Kaneshiro (NIJISANJI EN): [il dolce far niente] 🍭 // AO3 link

Clavis Lelouch (Ikemen Prince): [devoted to you] 🍭 // AO3 link

Keith Howell (Ikemen Prince): [love me like you do] 🍑 // AO3 link

Mikey (Tokyo Revengers): [tornerai da me] 🍑🍭 // AO3 link

Giorno x Mista (JoJo’s Bizzarre Adventures): [4.17] 🍭  // AO3 link

all works © lettersfromaphrodite

Do not modify, repost, translate or plagiarize my stories.I only publish my works on tumblr & AO3.

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[violettduchess]

A/N: This won the poll and it was such fun to write 💜

Clavis x Reader

Prompt: Kissing While Laughing

WC: ~560

“Where do you think you’re going? It’s about to pour!”

“Ack, Jin! My goodness, you scared me. I wanted to bathe and wash my hair but realized I don’t have any more soap. I was hoping to hurry into town and buy some quickly before it starts raining.”

“Look, the first drops are already falling. C’mon. I’ve got something you can have. Clavis gave it to me a few months ago for my birthday but I’ve never even opened it.”

“Really? Aw, you’re a lifesaver! Thank you so much!"

Half an hour later

“CLAVIS!!!!!”

“I’m here, sweet wife, but I thought you said you wanted a moment’s peace in order to— Oh......Oh my……”

“WHAT DID YOU DO?!”

“Me? I-my goodness, that certainly is……a look.”

“I borrowed the shampoo you gave Jin for his birthday and now I look like this!!!”

“You did what? Oh….oh....oh dear, my sweet lamb, my darling. W-why would you do that?”

“Clavis, stop giggling! This isn’t funny. LOOK AT MY HAIR!”

“I-It’s a most fetching shade of……what can we call it? Sunset? Marigold?”

“Clavis! IT’S BRIGHT ORANGE!! I look terrible….."

“Oh no, no my sweetheart. Don't sob. Come here, come to me. That’s right. Let your fantastic husband offer you the sweet comfort of his embrace and–ow!”

“WHY WOULD YOU GIVE THIS TO JIN?!”

“Because it's funny! Don’t tell me the notion of that ladies man suddenly having hair the color of an orangutan isn't funny!”

“I LOOK LIKE AN ORANGUTAN?!”

“No, no my dearest one. No, you don’t. Come, let’s sit on the bed. That’s right, here’s a tissue. Come here, my love. Right here, let me hold you close. Ahhhh, isn't that better?”

....Sniffle....

“Now, let’s wipe away those pesky tears from your angelic face. While it certainly is a change….I can assure you, the color will fade in a few days.”

....Sniffle.... “Promise?”

“Yes, my sweet lamb. I made it myself. I know it will. Now.......come here, Mrs. Lelouch, and let me kiss you.”

“I look like a carrot," you whisper sorrowfully, barely able to get the word "carrot" out.

Clavis bursts into soft laughter, cupping your sweet but oh so glum face in his hands, gently wiping away the last stray teardrops.

“You are a most ravishing carrot.” He presses a kiss to the corner of your eye, cradling your cheek in his palm.

“I’m a pumpkin.” But your voice is wavering with the threat of laughter, a shadow of a smile on your lips.

“You are absolutely the most alluring pumpkin that has ever existed.” His mouth is by your ear, his teeth playfully nipping at your earlobe.

“I’m a clownfish.” You can't hold back anymore and your voice breaks with laughter on the word "clownfish."

His laughter intertwines with yours, creating the melody of a happy couple. He nuzzles your damp but still extremely orange hair. “You are the most attractive, beguiling clownfish in the whole sea.”

“Oh, Clavis.” You can’t stop giggling as you shake your head. He leans forward, pressing kiss after kiss to your lips.

“My beautiful sweet potato,” he murmurs, his lips brushing yours. “My exotic tangerine.” With a gentle push you fall back onto the bed and he is above you, a tender hand brushing the bright locks away from your face, his golden eyes aglow with affection.

“My darling, my sweetheart….let me show you how very much I adore you, always and forever, no matter what color your hair may be.”

Taglist 🧡 @bellerose-arcana @alexxavicry @thewitchofbooks @aria-chikage @queengiuliettafirstlady

@redheadkittys @tele86 @dear-mrs-otome @olivermorningstar @writingwhimsey

@mxrmaid-poet @silver-dahlia @wendolrea @nightfoxqueen @myonlyjknight

@ikesimpleton @ikemenlibrary @namine-somebodies-nobody @cellophanediamond @whatever-fanfics

@justpeachyteastea @chirp-a-chirp @got7igot7family @kookie-my-little-sunshine @mastering-procrastinating

@portrait-ninja @starlitmanor-network @queen-dahlia @themysticalbeing @nightghoul381

@whitelittlebunny @chi-the-idiot @bubblexly

[rjthirsty]

H For Handicap

I've created an ABC list for Ikemen Prince ranging from humorous crack-fic ideas to the smutty, with a dash of drama and angst. 26 letters of the alphabet x 13 characters / 12 months = 1 year of drabbles, headcanons, and creating with these men in mind.

Tags: Angst, Disabilities, Post Canon, GN!Reader,

Chevalier

Chevalier stands from his throne, waiting for you to hook arms with him. The two of you have gone through this routine many times, it’s so natural at this point for him to escort you out of the throne room once you’ve finished the petitions and visitors that came for the week. He can hear you moving, and a moment later he feels your hand slide through his waiting elbow. As regally as ever, he descends the stairs in measured steps. Nine stairs. Twenty-three to the door. No one is left in the room save for Sariel, he always could feel the presence of others very well, even Four Eyes.

The feel of the floor changes under his boots. Through the palace the two of you stroll. Most people will move aside for the King of Rhodolite, so it is of little consequence to move less carefully in the hallways than the social gatherings full of nobles and other public functions where he continues to pretend nothing had ever gone wrong. The last ball you two attended, he danced across the floor cleared for just the two of you. You’d never know he had an impairment with the way he managed to lead you around the room. Then again, that was the point.

One-hundred-forty-two steps and you two came to a stop. The room he had designated for his own office was in front of him. Easily he reached for the handle and pushed the door out of the way. One person sat inside. Chev could tell from his faint cologne that it was Clavis, he could smell the products he used to tame his bedhead.

Confidently, Chev moved into the room and around the desk, fingers touching the edge of it to keep him aimed in the right direction. Eight steps. Two steps. Two steps. Without your help, he found a seat - his seat - where he would field visitors inside the palace. You took yours beside him where you managed most of the work he was unable to perform these days.

Clavis knew. Everyone in his closest circle knew, but the maids and other workers on the grounds didn’t. It was kept secret to keep the peace. If the world found out he no longer had his vision, there would be people aiming to use that to their advantage. It was easier this way. He didn’t need to see to be aware of his surroundings, or to use his intelligent mind.

Papers shuffled. People spoke. He heard most of them approaching before they entered and announced themselves. He often held documents that had no purpose for him to rifle through. Five pages. Seven pages. Two pages. You were the one that looked over them, or Clavis, or Sariel, even Leon when it came to domestic affairs. He had to trust all of you to be certain his standards were maintained, but through the brief overview any of you made, he could determine the best course of action without seeing the words.

Anything requiring a signature would be seen to at a later time, when no one else was around to witness the way you guided his hand to the place for him to mark his name. He had never looked warm when he looked at anyone but you, so no one can tell from his uninterested stare that he can’t actually see them. It’s easy enough to tell where they’re located, people make an exorbitant amount of noise just existing.

The day finally draws to an end. Sixty-seven steps to the staircase taking the two of you to the next floor. Twenty-two stairs. One-hundred-eleven steps to your shared bedroom. Nothing moves inside this room. Everything is kept in exactly the same place so that Chevalier can manage his own routine without the need of baby-sitting. That is how he feels. He knows he should be grateful for your compliance, but he can’t help but feel resentment for himself and his need for you.

You read to him. It’s a much slower pace than he used to read silently to himself, but hearing the words come from you makes it more than tolerable– it’s pleasant to listen to your slower cadence. He misses the faces you’d make when you read, the emotions that would cross without you even realizing it. Gently, he cups your cheeks and finds your mouth through the measure of his touch.

He misses your bright, clear eyes. It’s only darkness now. You’re not as easy to read anymore. It’s more difficult to judge how you’re feeling. You have had to become more honest with him in order for him to continue to feel connected, because otherwise he just knows you exist in a capacity nearby. He knows you’re there, but what was it that your smile looked like again?

What was the face you’d make when the blush would crawl across your skin as you two made love? He can hear your sighs and your moans, and they’re as lovely as ever, but when was the last time he saw you intoxicated with lust? If he had felt like he was fumbling before with physical intimacy, he was even more clumsy now that nothingness existed in the spaces between you and him. Groping in the dark only to bump into your form in a place he hadn't predicted.

[localplaguenurse]

Are there any Pantalone x reader fics you recommend?

Oh boy DO I

(No specific order, just going through my bookmarks)

Giving the devil his due by EwNasty: Yandere Pantalone oneshot, I'm very picky about yandere fics (so much I rarely read them to begin with), but this one was really good :D

Con Clavi by @boundinparchment: Priestlone/Reader with a bit of Dottore/Reader, religious themes obviously which we love to see, smut at the end, very good soup

before every load by underfaller: This one's a crossover/AU with the game Buckshot Roulette which was an odd pairing BUT a very good fic nonetheless. Also Buckshot Roulette is a good game.

ALIEN BLUES by dottores: Sickly Pantalone my beloved

The Serpent by @madamemachikonew: "Chex go one day without talking about this fic" challenge failed. It's a slow burn and she's real long, but it's worth it, I promise.

This fic's been gone for like two years now but I was reading a fic called In The Eye Of An Obsession (still have the link saved on my phone) that was a Pantalone/Male prostitute reader smut fic but it didn't get that far before it was gone. I think about it every now and then.

Assume I have read everything in the Pantalone/Reader tag on ao3 except stuff that's been tagged with non-con.