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✦| Your Summer Glow Up |✦

❀ ᴘɪʟᴇ 1 ~ ᴘɪʟᴇ 2 ~ ᴘɪʟᴇ 3 ~ ᴘɪʟᴇ 4 ~ ᴘɪʟᴇ 5 ~ ᴘɪʟᴇ 6 ❀

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Hello little wisps ~

I haven't been able to post a PAC reading in sooo long so I wanted to do this simple one. Those who are still waiting on their free reading, don't worry! I'm still working through them in my drafts and polishing my writing! I'm sorry its taking so long. Life has been busy. I hope you enojy this PAC regardless and I promise I'll do my best to finsh those readings that people are still waiting on!

But before we begin this PAC, please share your opinion in the comments or the poll below! You may or may not recognise this poll from my other posts. If you don't, the reason I'm looking for opinions is because I'm thinking about adding some handmade items to my kofi shop! And who knows, maybe I add even more things in the future if people are interested in seeing more!

Thank you all for all your support as usual!

Sincerely,

Cassy the friendly ghost ♡

❀ ᴘɪʟᴇ 1 ❀

This summer, I see an enemies to lovers romance coming your way. They're a person you could honestly never see yourself falling in love with in million years, and yet, they will drive you crazy! (In a good and a bad way.) You're the kind of person who is very withdrawn, responsible, modest and logical. You typically don't let yourself feel things strongly because you think it's a waste of time and energy that you could be spending doing work. This person will come into your life like a hurricane and will make you feel things you didn't know you could feel. You'll despise them but they also fascinated you. Total opposites. They show you a different way of being. They're someone who lives freely without a care in the world. They're not responsible, they're wreckless and they're dirty minded which you hate more than anything. But still, they manage to make you blush. Soon enough, you'll find yourself wanting to dress differently to how you normally would in hopes of getting their attention. You'll become less modest, less prudish and more curious. You might dabble with makeup too! They tease you a lot about your resting face saying that you look grouchy and miserable all the time so you decide to spice things up. You try out some natural and gentle looks. I see puppy eyeliner with an eyeshadow colour that makes your natural eyes pop, and natural pink lipstick to compliment the look. You'll notice that you feel a lot more sensitive to things and become more emotional. At first it will drive you crazy and you'll hate that this person will have this affect on you. This enemies to lovers connection is going to be intense, messy and unexpected and it will be everything you didn't know you needed. It's your chance to break free, your chance to explore your true self and be adventurous. This person will make you cry, scream, laugh and smile and that is beautiful.

Physical glow ups: Gentle features, curvy lips, bright eyes, blushing/flushed skin

Personality glow ups: Curious, sensitive, adventurous, true to yourself, social, open, free

❀ ᴘɪʟᴇ 2 ❀

This summer looks like it will be a time of healing for you. Your glow up will be more about how you work through your emotions and traumas. You're someone who may have a very dark and tragic past. You might feel broken, you've become cynical and you've become numb. You feel alone don't you? Like there's no one who really sees you. You find it difficult to trust people and when you do, you are loyal and true to them. So when that trust is broken, you feel like your life has shattered into peices, because you bet all of your tokens on that one person because you need someone to believe in. This summer you I see you purging all of that pent up rage and grief. I see a rage room or a scrapyard where you shine. All the ugly comes out here. Perhaps you'll bond with someone here who also holds some darkness from their past. You'll come out of this summer as someone who embraces their darkness and anger despite the pain it has caused you. You'll become someone who can channel that energy into some raw and beautiful! You will become less evasive and more honest, you'll become more creative and you'll feel a new sense of power against your enemies!

Physical glow ups: Soft features, emotionally expressive, gentle face, gentle demeanor, heart shaped figure

Personality glow ups: Creative, honest, quiet power, emotionally intelligent, sensitive, empathetic, independent

❀ ᴘɪʟᴇ 3 ❀

Something tells me that you're the conventional type, the type that everybody idolises or wishes they could be wheather that's good grades or good looks. You may get a lot of attention from your peers at school or work and you feel a lot of pressure from it. You secretly hate it and you hate the pressure of pleasing everyone all the time. This summer, you're cooking up something big and unorthodox. This could be a new project, a new pitch or a new look. You're tired of conforming to social norms or the expectations of others. You just want to rip off the bandaid even if it seems too ambitious. You are unleashing the you that has been screaming under the surface. The true you is innovative, different, reformative and weird. You want to be free to experiment. You want to change things here. You plan on making a massive impact with your new plan. I imagine someone like Cruella De Vill crashing the 'no colour' fashion event with a blazing red dress and making a huge specticle. This summer you will finally decide that as long as you and your ideas are being discussed, good or bad, you must be doing something right. Your massive glow up is finally not giving a shit! You will become a force to be reckoned with.

Physical glow ups: Unique appearance, half smile, inquisitive eyes, calm/cool/detached demeanor, intimidating

Personality glow ups: Progressive, innovative, intelligent, altruistic, reformative, unorthodox, future-oriented, ambitious, inventive

❀ ᴘɪʟᴇ 4 ❀

Pile 4, you are tired of always being considerate of others, always being taken advantage of, being disrespected, and always having opportunities taken away from you. You'll finally decide that you've had enough! This summer, people are gonna see you differently. You have the ability to read others like a book and people are gonna feel it, and no matter how much they try to bring you down, your energy is untouchable! You're gonna make them all respect you, take you seriously, fear you even. You won't be easily taken advantage like before. But most important of all, your biggest glow up is that you will no longer be limiting yourself and anything you do now will only be to serve you and serve those who love you. Screw people pleasing, this summer, you'll be ruthless. You'll make everyone fear your judgement espcecially when you embody your new attitude, calling everyone out on their bullshit. On top of all of this, you might become a captain or a leader of something. Perhaps a promotion! Prove them all wrong! You will not sacrafice yourself for others any longer!

Physical glow ups: Wiser gaze, impactful demeanor, elegant body, intimidating, shining hair and teeth

Personality glow ups: Strategic, determined, persistent, ambitious, ruthless, fearful, leader

❀ ᴘɪʟᴇ 5 ❀

You guys may be people who tried to be good, work hard, and hoped that your efforts would reward you. But despite that, again and again your efforts have gone unnoticed, so instead you've decided to work smarter and not harder. People may tend to treat you differently you because you're in the minority in some way. You could be one of very few women, person of colour or someone with a disability. This summer, you're gonna decide to use that to your advantage and become a wolf in sheeps clothing. You may use your innocent demeanor to your advantage, and you find alternative ways to get what you want, such as charming your bosses to finally get that promotion that you've been working towards all this time and you know you deserve. Doing it the right way wasn't working for you, so you gotta do what it takes. Nobody suspects that you are pulling the strings! Some of you may even resort to blackmail. You might dig up dirt on people, such as your teachers who put you down or your coworkers who try to trample you. You send back whatever comes your way twice as hard and you fiercely protect your energy with doe eyes and a smile on your face.

Physical glow ups: Soft features, emotionally expressive, gentle demeanor, heart shaped figure, sensual,

Personality glow ups: Charismatic, supportive, intuitive, creative, imaginative, observant, empathetic, manipulative, intelligent

❀ ᴘɪʟᴇ 6 ❀

Pile 6, your glow up becoming someone calm, cool and collected this summer. I see you spending the entire summer practicing your hobbies or skills. Some of you might be performers, artists, fighters or scholars. Let me tell you, all that hard work will not go to waste because something big is coming. People will see how extraorginary you are! People cannot stop watching you! You're basically the chosen one. Whatever competitions you enter, you'll for sure win! You're not just a good looker, you're hypnotic and you suck people into whatever you're doing. You also make people curious about you and want to get to know you. Despite all of this, there still will be people who will try to bring you down out of jealousy to which you will respond nonchalantly like a true protagonist. People fear you but not because they think you're scary, but because they think you're wayyy out of their league, even platonically, but your close friends know how humble you really are and just how much work you've put into everything you do, even if you seem to do it so effortlessly. People notice how you do things with confidence and they are mesmerised by how unbothered you seem. This summer, your glow up is embodying the talented main character energy.

Physical glow ups: Magnetic/piercing eyes, hynotic actions, sharp features, sturdy build, poker face, focused gaze, sensual

Personality glow ups: Intense, passionate, driven, determined, transformative, bold, intimidating

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reverieblondie · 7 days ago

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Tiefling man (or men—if you feel like writing multiple) of your choice pinning you to a wall and biting/nipping your throat.

Sorry this took so long! I was kinda taking an unofficial break from request, But now I am back to doing them! So excited! I am very proud of this one I rewrote it from what I originally had so I hope you like it! Also I couldn't think of anything for Dammon so I used @sinkuna / @dark-and-kawaii OC Kieran. I love him so so much!

(Rolan, Cal, Zevlor, and Kieran)

18+ MDNI! Fem Reader, SMUT!

Rolan

Is he… trying to intimate you or eye fucking you?

As you look over to Rolan, you see him staring at where you are leaning over the front counter, waiting for Cal to get you the scroll you ordered. You are not unaware of Rolans staring problem, but you're never one to back down from a staring contest. So, game on Archmage.

When you start staring, you notice how Rolan at first seems a bit surprised with how his eyes widen the size of saucers and his skin flushes a bit darker; you think for a second he's going to look away, but then when you smile he seemed to look less tense…

The longer the silent game went on, the more smug he became; you watched him get comfortable as he leaned against the wall of books with his arms folded and an arrogant smirk on his lips. Then he walked over, never once leaving your gaze. Closer now you watched as his eyes wander over you, his body coming so close to yours, and right as his lips part. He breaks the gaze by looking down at his feet. And you erupt in glee.

"Ha! Too bad, Rolan, you lose."

You should have guessed it from the look on his face; he looked so confused and kinda hurt…

Before you could say anything else or even ask, Cal interrupted with a chipper smile and your scroll. Rolan took that moment to move away without a word. You watched as he made his way to the stairs, but before he left, he turned to look over at you one last time, his brow furrowed, his broad shoulders now slumped, and his lips in a prevalent frown. Rolan let out a quick scoff before quickly disappearing up the stairs, leaving you with more questions than answers.

You wanted to follow after him, but if he was angry, you didn't want to push it.

"What's the matter with Rolan? Did I interrupt something?" Cal asks, concerned.

You continue to stare off, baffled, before turning to Cal, "I have… no idea. We were staring-"

"Oh! You finally noticed?" -huh?

You turn to him and lift your brow at him to elaborate, "You finally noticed how he looks at you, right?"

"Um, I thought it was a staring contest… What do you mean how he looks at me?"

Cal shakes his head with a sympathetic smile, "You have to figure it out; I'm not explaining it. He wouldn't want me to."

So, you left… but, of course, as you got home, you began to think, and your mind immediately went to Rolan. He was the one staring at you with those keen, bright eyes first. Why did he have to get so angry with you? It had been going so well…

Ugh! This is so frustrating. If he has a problem, why doesn't he just talk to you? He has never had an issue with it before, nagging at you with that… soothing, sexy voice.

You roll your eyes; this is ridiculous… Maybe you should go talk to him? No! If he has a problem, he has to come to you! And that's exactly why you're going back to sundries to make him have to come to you!

Sure, it's hours later, and they will be closing the store soon… but Cal still told you where Rolan was hiding for the rest of the night while he dragged Lia out to the tavern for the rest of the night. You're not exactly sure what he had in mind, but you're not complaining about it.

You walked through the quiet halls of the tower, looking through the endless bookshelves, hoping to run into him. Finally, turning a corner, you see him reading at his desk, his profile so sharp and striking, and his nose. You don't know whether to bop it or ride it.

Rolan finally peers up from his book, meeting your eyes, and you watch as he jumps, muttering something in a deep infernal. He fixes his posture before walking over to you with a sneer.

"What are you doing here?"

You scrunch your face into a matching scowl of your own, "I came to see what your problem is?"

Rolan looks at you confused, as if you have sprouted a second head before moving back to one of irritation. "My problem? You're the one coming in here unannounced!"

"You're acting weird, I thought we were playing a game."

Irritatingly, he tilts his head adorably." Game? What are you talking about?"

You feel a sharp sting in your chest, "Yes… you know, the one you started with your staring."

Rolans face turns a bright red, "I… I do not stare."

Rolling your eyes, you're becoming increasingly annoyed with this denial thing. "You stare like you've got a problem."

You watch as he grits his teeth; you're about to continue making your point in the argument, but you're quickly cut off as he marches over to stare you down. You look up, and it's that same look in his eyes from earlier… but now that he's closer… It looks different.

"My problem is that you think everything is a game…" He places his hand on your cheek as the other rests against the large shelf behind you, "And when I look at you, I have this… feral urge to make you mine every day." He leans in closer to whisper, "And that's not a game."

To say you're shocked is an understatement… You feel your pulse race, and your stomach flutter. He places his forehead against yours, "Please say something…"

Your blood rushes through your body to your lower stomach, and as he moves to lean into your neck, tracing your pulse with his hose and his breath fanning over your sensitive skin.

"Do it…" You say as you touch his chest, feeling his heart racing, and move your hands up to cup his jaw, looking into his golden eyes and his firm lips. "I want to be yours, feel this 'feral urge'"

You almost want to laugh at that last part; imagining Rolan, someone so composed, going feral, seems like an impossibility. Then you feel his lips against your neck, followed by the feeling of the points on his teeth. The feeling has your body's temperature rise as you cling to his shirt, your thighs tightening the deeper he bites.

He pulls away before he can break the skin, kissing the dull, deliose pain away as his hands slide down your body to hold onto your hips. You Can't resist yourself as you wrap your legs around his hips and feel his straining length pressing against your sex. The feel of him makes you gasp, and Rolan is quick to catch your lips in a searing kiss swallowing down your moans as he teases your clit through the thin fabric restraining you two.

The more he ruts against you, the wetter you get, and you can tell from how he begins to whine in his throat he can feel you seeping through the fabric. It doesn't deter him, and he wraps his tail around you and buries himself into your neck. You're begging for him to stop teasing and to split you open on his cock as you reach up to grab one of his horns.

That's all he needed to hear before he ripped off your soaked panties and bit down on the curve of your neck, letting the trickle of iron fall on his fevered tongue, and his cock teased your quivering entrance, taunting you to beg for more.

Cal

It's another night spending the hours playing drinking games and sharing stories of your recent adventures with your fellow patrons, just waiting for him to walk through the door… You two had been writing letters back and forth since the day you had left, and now, as you make your way back to the city, you're hoping to see him again.

Your fingers anxiously tap as the noise around you becomes a dull drone of sound, and your eyes stay fixed on the door. Then he walks through; Cal walks in with that friendly smile as he surveys the room. Then his eyes meet yours, and you see how his grin gets a bit brighter, and your heart races a bit quicker. It's hard not to be smitten with him; you have been pining for a while now… but no matter what you do, that dork just can't seem to take the hint.

Cal weaves through the crowd, and you're quick to stand on your feet to meet him in the middle; as soon as you're in reach, he's lifting you up in a sweeping hug. Yeah, when others do this same embrace, you are quick to dodge, not wanting to be touched, but something about feeling Cal's muscles coil in his arms and feeling the strength of his hands as he slightly squeezes your back, tickling you with the points of his claws. Well, it's just so much better…

After your little twirl leaves you feeling weightless, Cal is quick to take you to the bar, "I want to hear everything you have gotten into!"

"You know if you want adventure, you should join me on my next trip. Think Rolan can spare you for one?"

Cal smiles, tilting his mug around to play with the golden fizz inside, "Well, I would love that, but I'm not much of an adventurer… Maybe I could be the camp guard and help make your meals!"

Oh, someone needs to wife him up… -That person could be you if you stop dragging your feet!

You quickly grab his hand and squeeze it, "I think that sounds like a grand idea."

Time and everything else just seems to disappear when Cals is around; you two get lost in sharing stories and lame jokes. He truly is the best part of this city… And it turns out you're not the only one who knows this…

Though everything around you sounds just like endless yammering, you hear a sentence that makes your ears twitch.

"Isn't that the archmages, brother?"

"Yes, isn't he cute? He's apparently really nice and can practically lift a crate of books with one hand."

"Think he could throw me around then?"

No! That's your plan! You throw a glare at the two sudden rivals in the room while also trying not to be noticed by Cal. Lucky for you, he doesn't, but the two staring solely at him don't really notice you either. You need to show that you're his, and there will be no cutting in. While you're racking your brain for an idea, you feel a hand nug your chin up, making you meet Cal's bright eyes.

"Hey, you look like you're zoning out. Are you ready to leave?"

You're quick to mutter out a string of nos as you grab onto his arm. Cal tilts his head, confused, but you just go with the first thing you can think of, "I'm sorry… I'm just… cold?"

"Cold? But the fire is right there?" Cal points to the roaring fireplace stationed nearby, and you're kicking yourself for your lack of awareness, but you will not be deterred!

"Well… I'm still cold… Could I hold your hands?" You mutter as sweetly as possible. Cal, being the gentleman, doesn't even question it before he grabs your hands with a big smile. Please, gods, don't let your hands get sweaty.

You feel his thumbs rub slowly over your hands, and you just have to take the plunge, "I wish I had this all the time."

His thumbs stop before you hear him chuckle loudly. -Okay, not what you were expecting.

"Yeah, it is pretty nice; I don't have to worry about getting cold as easily."

That's not what you meant…

You hang your head down to stare at your boots; why did you have to fall for such a loveable airhead. You thought that was the perfect approach, direct and sweet. But… maybe that's not clear enough. Maybe it's going to have to be you showing him and everyone in here. You're already doing your fair share of public affection by holding his hand, what's a little more.

So you just go for it and lean into him, pressing a kiss on his cheek. You know your face is beat red by the sheer amount of heat you feel radiating off of you. Building up your nerve, you peer up and see Cal looking surprised, but at least know he finally understands…

Cal just smiles at you with earnest eyes, "You're so sweet, you know that?"

You let go of his hands and slumped against the table, "I'm not trying to be sweet... I'm trying to be alluring... Show you how I feel... to see how you feel..."

"Re-really?" He sounds surprised, and it only makes your heart squeeze more the damn ditz. "Well, if you want to know how I feel… we should probably go somewhere private."

Your head pops up, and you see his cheeks a shade of dark red, and he bashfully rubs his neck.

"Wait, are you saying you like me too?"

He holds his hand out to you, "Do you want me to tell you? Or do you want me to show you?"

The choice was clear…

You retake hold of his hand and let him lead you through the crowd, wearing the proudest smirk on your face. Once alone, Cal gently pins your body to the nearest wall while his tail coils around your thigh as his lips slip against yours. He angles your mouth to open where he lips in his tongue past your lips to tease yours.

A soft whine slips from your throat as his grip only tightens on you; he parts from your lips and traces your neck with his tongue. "You know how long I have been dreaming of tasting you?"

"H-how do I taste?"

Cal pulls back to meet your eyes; he gives you a quick kiss before he drives his fingers underneath the hem of your trousers, "So far? Like the heavens, but I need more to really know."

With a nod of your head, Cal is sinking to his knees, pulling your pants down over your hips and past your thighs. They are not even to your ankles yet before he is driving his forked tongue over your slick folds and growling into you. You throw your hands up to brace yourself as he sinks his claws into the flesh of your thighs and parts you open on his hot tongue.

"Just what I thought, definitely sweet…"

Zevlor

You know what you're doing; you've been doing it for hours just to get him bothered... and much to Zevlors chagrin, it's working.

It started this morning when he woke up to you wearing his favorite shirt… One of the few that are tattered with rips and holes. Zevlor watched as you pranced around him all morning in that shirt, giving him coffee and making him eggs, but when he would reach for you, you would step away with a smirk. You watched as his face twisted in worry, but you made sure to just shrug it off with a sweet smile.

"Sorry, Commander, I have errands to run."

Zevlors' brow lifted at the name; he was used to 'darling' or 'my sun,' but 'Commander' was a new one that was definitely making him feel a bit flushed. He could tell you were up to something, and he couldn't help but take the bait.

"Would you like company, my dear?"

You let out a long hum like you were actually considering it before you agreed to let him "tag along." By the time you two had made it to the city, he had figured out you were playing a game and acting like a true brat. Walking in front of him and demanding your way? Pouting and huffing at anything that might suggest you wouldn't get your way. He racked his mind, wondering if he might have upset you, but nothing came to mind. What was your deal?

Well, your deal was simple… Get Zevlor riled up so that he will take care of this newfound brat attitude of yours. It was an idea Shadowheart had given you, and you were excited to see if the famed zero-tolerance hellrider would come out… but he needed a bit of a push.

You stopped abruptly in his way, making him run into you as your ass pressed against his groin, "I have something for me in there."

Zevlor watched your pointed finger as you pointed to a fairly unassuming shop, but walking in was a different story… He had never seen such tiny and sheer clothes in one place. Feeling like he would be out of place in a shop clearly not meant for him, he offered to wait outside. But that wasn't going to fly with your plan.

"Aw? Shy? Come on, I thought you Hellriders were an unbothered brave bunch?" You stepped closer, tracing your finger over his chest. "I got something custom made, you know… I wanted to show you…"

So there he sat, waiting for you on the other side of the curtain; you, of course, made him wait till you heard his throat clearing, a tic of his to show he was uncomfortable. Once that was heard, you were throwing the curtain back and giving him a preview. A tight corset number that pushed your breast up to be practically spilling out the top and the rest of the outfit? Practically non-existent. A small triangle of cloth covered your mound, and when you turned, your ass was completely exposed.

"A thong." you simply said with a smile.

It took everything in himself to not dig his nails into you and bend you over. But you two were in public, so he told himself not to wait until he got home, but you were making it hard…

"It's lovely. Are we taking it home today?" you could hear the hope in his voice.

"No, it's still being worked on," you said matter-of-factly, and it took you everything not to squeal when his face furrowed.

"Did… you just do this to tease me?"

You played with your hair as you watched him from the mirror, "I don't know? Is it working?"

Your fate was sealed. As you two left the shop, you both knew the game that was being played. It was just a manner of seeing when the other would crack. Zevlor was determined to make it home while you were just waiting for the snap.

As Zevlor watched you stroll through the city, he noted how everything you did seemed to be laced with temptation. Your hips swaying, your eyes lingering, and your lips always in a glossed smirk, practically toying with him. But Zevlor is a gentleman, and though his eyes are currently leering on your ass, he won't just bend you over the nearest cart. You deserve better than that.

You didn't want better than that.

As you walk, you realize that your plan isn't working, and it's causing your teeth to grind. There has to be something to get him to scold you or show you any kind of unfiltered desire… Then, a thought flicks into your mind. With a whisper and a flick of your hand, you summon a simple spell, just a random wind gust. Just enough to get some action going…

The sudden gust of wind forces your skirt to fly up as you turn... and there he sees you, completely bare for him... Zevlor can no longer hold himself together.

You watch his face twist from shock to a stern stare before he marches over, grabbing your hand and dragging you out of sight.

"Do you have any idea what you're doing?" he growls from under his breath, making your skin tingle.

You would be lying if you said you weren't excited about your scolding from the ex-hellrider, but what happened was something you didn't see coming. He led you through the alley to the shadows. Zevlor is quick to press you to the nearest wall with his body pinning you in place. His full lips so close and his glowing eyes furrowed, you parted your lips to continue to taunt, but the words were cut from your throat as you were spun to face the wall and not your Commander.

"I've had enough of your teasing..." his rich voice husked into your ear as his hands frantically lifted the back of your dress.

You whimper as the cool air breezes across your exposed ass, "Teasing? I don't know what you could possibly-"

A hot slap strikes across your ass, making you gasp into the stone wall.

Zevlors hand caresses your flushed flesh, "Please continue to lie if you want to bend over my knee. You have been teasing me, haven't you?"

You nod, and it's another slap to your ass that makes your eyes roll to the back of your skull, "Your words, please." he demands.

"Yes, I- I wanted my commander's attention…"

The weight on your back eases, and you turn to look at him over your shoulder; you see him with a smile that makes your knees weak. Then a flicking over your clit as you're keening and curling forward at the intensity.

Zevlors hands spread across your ass, digging his hands into your flesh … "If you want my attention, you shall have it."

His hand joins his tail, parting your slick folds and teasing your entrance, while the other works at the laces on his trousers, "Now, what should I do with such a brat?"

"The spanking was doing something…"

His trousers drop, and you feel his lips on your skin as he brushes aside your hair and his index and middle fingers push into your quivering hole with a painful, slow cadence. He is going to make you beg by the end of this, isn't he?

"You're lucky I don't have my belt today." He curls his fingers in you, finding the spot that has your toes curling and your breaths picking up. "But I can figure out other ways to make you listen."

Needless to say, your plan worked perfectly.

Kieran

Your nails dig into your palms as you press yourself further against the tavern's dark wall. You're a room away from everyone else, just like he planned…

Kieran's sharp teeth shine even in the darkness, and he watches your nerves take over your body. He traces his finger over your racing pulse, "How come every time I see you, you get all shy? You think I'm going to hurt you?"

It's true since you met him, you have always claimed up in his presence. Maybe it's because of his striking beauty… or his reputation… The other servers warned you of his cruel tendencies. So you tried to keep a distance, but that must have made him want to seek you out more. Taunting and toying at you, and now he's got you alone and pinned.

“Well… I…”

He steps closer, bringing his arms to cage you against the wall. You look up to see him smiling, and his eyes glow. Gods, why is he so handsome? He could be the man of your dreams if he didn't have such a reputation.

"Well, now you're trapped, so answer my question? Do you think I'm going to hurt you?"

Your body shakes, and your thighs tighten, "Yes…"

He brings his lips to your ear, "Yeah? You might be right…"

Then you feel his teeth sink into your neck. You squirm in his hold at first, terrified, but as he bites down, he leans further into you, soothing you with his body heat and the feeling of his hands sliding from your chest down to your ass, pulling up your dress. The pain dulls into a bliss that has your body feeling like you're floating. You don't even notice how your panties are moved to the side by your own hand, touching yourself. Kieran parts from your neck to watch you with a grin. His tail coils around your ankle as you move your hand faster and faster against your sex.

You don't know if it's a spell or if it's your desire… but you can't stop yourself from wanting him. Before you can reach your bliss, he moves your hand away, looking at the slick coating of your fingers. He laughs at you at first, making your chest cramp up in shame, and then you watch as he licks your fingers clean.

"Spread your cunt for me, shy girl…" He lifts your body off the ground with your legs spread open wide. You hold tightly onto his neck, digging your nails into his skin, fearful he will drop you.

Your skirt is trapped up your hips, and your stockings are ripped from his hands, scratching your sensitive skin. Then you feel something thick and hot slap against your quivering cunt. It has you getting slicked and holding on tighter.

"W- Wait, what if someone hears?"

He chuckles as he slaps his cock against you again, "Don't be loud, and we won't have a problem…" He licks the shell of your ear as he slowly splits you on his length, "But I bet I can make you scream."

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