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nekomamiiz · 2 months ago

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third time's a charm

kuroo x fem!reader

wc: 4k

warnings: 18+, post time-skip!kuroo, husband!kuroo, various pet names in place of y/n, domestic vibes, mentions of ovulation and pregnancy, masturbation (f), some spit, oral (f receiving), lots of teasing, soft dom kuroo, some nipple play, heavy breeding, impreg, multiple orgasms/creampies... it gets really wet, hot and messy, cockwarming, my extremely poor writing skills!

a/n: weeeee i'm out of hiatus.. sort of... this is just a lil something i was messing with before my break. finally after 2 years i finished it lol. anyway,, this is pure smut like barely any plot besides kuroo putting a baby in you and extremly self-indulgent but i hope yall enjoy it!! big thank you to @retrofang for beta reading some of this bad boy and the entire server for putting up with me heheh! likes and reblogs are always greatly appreciated. thank you for reading <3 kiss kiss

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After months of carefully calculating, tracking, and monitoring your cycle, the time has finally arrived.

Ovulation week.

You quickly text your husband when you receive the notification on your app. The little chime went off before you left the house for work. It must really be perfect timing, and he immediately replied.

Tetsurou <3 — I’m on my way back home. Don’t leave yet and call out for today.

— Actually, go ahead and put in your vacation request now. I’ll be there soon.

Your reply was a simple heart emoji. You’d get yourself relaxed and ready while you wait for him.

There wasn’t much to do. You had already showered this morning and made the bed before ‘leaving’ for work. As soon as Kuroo sent that text, you put your comfortable house clothes on and lit a few candles around the bedroom. The only thing left to do now is prepare yourself.

So, that’s what you did.

About half an hour later, Tetsurou walks through the front door of your home. He slips his shoes off, then his coat and that’s when he hears it—a soft and needy whimper of his name.

As he pushes through your bedroom door, his eyes find your body already glowing with a sheen of sweat and so beautifully spread out on the edge of the bed. He licks his lips at the sound of your cute little moans and the slight squelch of your pussy.

It all sounds so wet.

You have two fingers inside yourself, stretching and stroking the walls of your perfect cunt, offering Kuroo the perfect view. His breath hitches at the sound of your moans becoming louder now that your eyes are solely on him, and his mere presence is enough to make your body shiver with desperation.

“Tetsurou,” you whine his name as your fingers pick up their pace in stimulating your sensitive pussy. Now leaking with a desire to have him buried inside you.

Kuroo’s eyes trail down your body. He watches closely at how your chest heaves, how you twist your wrist so your fingers can reach the right spot inside, and how you whimper when you can barely get there. You’re putting on a show just for him, and he eats up every second of it.

“Fuck, baby. Look at you,” he quietly groans at the lewd sight presented to him.

He’s already palming himself through his slacks, using his other hand to remove the buttons of his shirt. He’s not in any rush, simply relishing the sight of you building yourself up to release, but you both know it’s not enough. The way you writhe and squirm on your shared bed has his body temperature rising, and he can see your want for him dripping out and onto the sheets below you, making such a pretty mess that he can’t wait to clean up.

“You’re so fucking wet, baby girl,” he says as he steps out and away from his pants, kicking his boxers to the side. “Were you getting yourself ready for me?” he asks with a slight pout on his lips.

You nod your head as one of your hands quickly finds its way to your breasts, kneading at the sensitive skin and pinching your nipples between your fingers. Another whine escapes you at the added stimulation; add the sight of Kuroo fully undressed in front of you, spitting into his hand and stroking his cock—your mind quickly spirals.

Kuroo settles on his knees at the foot of the bed, licking his lips as he stares down at all the slick collected between your thighs. He wastes no time leaning down in front of your aching pussy, and he smirks at the way you continue to desperately fuck yourself with your tiny little fingers.

“Gonna let me taste,” he asks softly, looking up at you through the valley of your breasts.

Your face is sweaty, and that faraway look in your pretty eyes is making itself more noticeable. Kuroo knows you're about to cum, and it's a face he loves to see.

With another simple nod of your head and a quiet ‘yes,’ Tetsurou gets to work.

He spreads your legs further apart and tosses them over his shoulders, tugging softly on your hips so you can be closer to him. His actions rip an excited squeal from your mouth, followed by your sweet giggles.

You continue playing with your pussy, only tracing soft circles on your clit. Kuroo smiles at all the wetness collected on your fingers and takes hold of your wrist to remove your hand. He licks his lips before popping your glistening fingers in his mouth, sucking down all of your sweet juices and humming at the taste of you.

“Taste so fucking sweet for me, baby,” he coos while kissing your wet fingertips.

He’s looking at you with eyes so full of love as he continues worshiping your body, kissing your hips and inner thighs. He groans when he sees more slick dripping out of you, biting down on your thigh and devouring the sight of your perfect cunt clenching around nothing.

He needs to be inside you right now, but he also can’t help teasing you with his tongue for a bit longer. He licks a long, heavy stripe up your sensitive folds, groaning at the taste of you and how your entire body shudders beneath him. In this position, you’re at his mercy, his hands only holding your hips in place while you scratch and squeeze at his forearms from the intense pleasure he’s giving you with his mouth.

Kuroo chuckles against you, finding it so cute how you buck your hips in search of him. He’s already nibbling on your clit the way you like. What more could you possibly want?

“What’s wrong pretty girl?” he asks, placing a soft, wet kiss on your clit. “Not enough for you?”

You whine at his question. He knows the answer, but he wants to hear you say it and the need in your voice.

“Want you inside me, Tetsu,” your words come out as a needy whisper, mewling in ecstasy as his fingers trace little circles on your thighs.

Tetsurou hums in satisfaction before he dives back into your aching center. He teases your entrance with his tongue, poking the wet muscle in and out while he presses down on your clit with his thumb. He can feel the way you shake under him, your thighs quivering when he adds more pressure to your bundle of nerves. So close.

His gaze trails upwards, admiring every dip and curve of your body until he lands on your beautiful face. He finds your eyes already focused on his every movement, your brows pinched in an expression of pure pleasure, and your mouth parted in a silent moan.

You trap his head between your thighs, back arching off of the bed as your body vibrates from your first release. He greedily slurps down whatever you have to offer, moaning and growling into your sensitive pussy, allowing your orgasm to rip through your body in soothing waves.

The look in your eyes is slightly distant—Kuroo thinks—and he still hasn’t bred you the way he wants. He’s not unfamiliar with your increased sensitivity during this time, but it’s far too early for you to be this stimulated.

“I’m not even finished with you yet, beautiful, and you’re already lookin’ so fucked out,” he teases, voice sweet yet equally rough.

He crawls up the bed, pressing kiss after hot kiss on your skin as he makes his way face to face with you, large arms cradling either side of your head. His cock is ready and burning hot as it bobs against your lower lips, causing you to hiss at the slight overstimulation. You feel a few beads of precum fall and drip onto you as he captures your lips in a near-violent kiss. His intent seeps into your mouth, and he silently declares what he’s always promised.

“You’re going to look so fucking beautiful when you have my babies growing inside you,” he says, low and slightly out of breath.

The statement shocks you somewhat at his use of plurals, and you return to reality instantly. “One baby at a time,” you pout playfully, kissing him again.

He pulls away and smiles so wide that it shows in his eyes, “I know. You know what I mean, I just want a big family with you.” He leans back down, placing soft kisses on the side of your neck, laughing through his nose as you smack his bottom.

Your shared laughter fills the bedroom, the world outside these four walls completely nonexistent as you share sloppy kisses for what feels like hours. However, Tetsurou plans to claim you as if it were the first time all over again, and he wastes no time doing so.

A warm hand snakes its way down the side of your body, tracing your curves with such care that he almost can’t handle the thought of being too rough with you. He is going to worship you today and ensure every ounce of his love shows in every move he makes and every kiss he leaves on your skin. He reaches between you—using two thick fingers to swipe through your folds—gathering enough slick to lube up his already weeping cock.

He pumps his fist once and then twice before pressing the tip of his dick onto your clit, causing you to moan in pleasure at such little contact. Using his hand to gently rub his cockhead in figure eights around your pussy, he continues to tease your folds until finally deciding he’s gathered enough of your wetness to press into you—something he has been waiting all day to do.

With as much time as he spent between your thighs, he is surprised at how tight you always are for him, and you can’t help but whine at the intrusion. His cock is so warm and feels so heavy; you might come undone from this alone.

Kuroo starts to pump only a third of his length in and out of your quivering hole. Trying so hard to hold back all of his primal urges and working on building you back up again slowly, moaning in your ear as he relishes in the warmth the two of you share. Finally bottoming out inside you, he feels you convulse beneath him. Your arms wrap around his neck, fingers tangled in his mess of hair as you tug slightly at the roots.

“My fucking god, you feel amazing,” he says, clenching his jaw as if he hasn’t made love to you countless times, as if he hasn’t felt the heaven that resides between your thighs for years before this moment. Testsurou raises his head, looking at you, swiping a thumb across your cheek. “Tell me what you want, my love,” he demands, kissing you and resting his forehead against yours.

He thrusts, slow and soft, and you spread your legs wider, thinking it would invite him to go faster, but he denies you.

“I want all your cum inside, Tetsurou. Need you to put a baby inside of me,” you mumble breathlessly against his lips, grinding your hips to try and pick up the pace of his teasingly slow thrusts. “Please, baby,” you beg.

“Is that all, pretty girl?” he asks, pulling out of you almost entirely and thrusting back in—quick and rough. You moan his name as the lewdest sound of skin against skin echoes throughout the room. One. Two. Three sharp thrusts followed by your sweet cries of ‘yes, yes, yes,’ and it’s then that he begins to fuck you with absolute purpose.

Your hands have a mind of their own as they travel the expanse of his back, through his hair and back down again, nails leaving red trails on his skin while your thighs slide up and down the side of his body from the rhythm of his thrusts.

His chest brushes against yours just right, stimulating your nipples and causing you to moan his name. He knows you so well and responds by leaning down, capturing your breast in his mouth as he opens wide and sucks hard, his teeth teasing your peaked nipple as he pulls away. He lingers momentarily, alternating between swirling his tongue and using his teeth to stimulate you.

With a wet kiss, he pulls away, wrapping his arms around you and leaning back on his haunches as he holds you close. Your chests heave, and your skin slightly sticks together, the slickest part being where the two of you are connected, and he shudders at how quick you are to wrap your legs around his waist.

“I can’t wait to make you a father,” you say, your eyes locking on his as you mewl from how he fills you in this position. The tip of his cock is surely hitting your cervix, and the familiar throb you feel while he pokes and prods inside has you grinding in circles against him, desperate to meet his thrusts. “You’re going to be an amazing father to our children, Tetsurou,” you whimper as your eyes meet his.

He groans at your admission, his brows knitting together as he bites his lip in response. Both of his hands find their way to either side of your hips, gripping your skin and lifting you to speed up the pace. Your lips meet in a messy clash, your teeth scrape his tongue teasingly and he begins to unravel just in time with you.

“I love you so much, angel, and I’m so glad I get to spend the rest of my life with you,” he declares, moaning breathlessly and going up in pitch with each word. “So fucking beautiful,” he rasps out, his lips meeting yours again while his hands dig and squeeze into your skin.

A few more thrusts and lifts of your hips, and you can feel how close he is. His arms are beginning to tire, but he still hasn’t had enough of you.

“I can feel you about to cum, Tetsurou. Please give it to me,” you sigh against his lips, locking eyes as you feel him begin to spill his hot load inside.

“Fuck! You feel so good, baby,” he says as he lays you back down. “I’m still not finished with you yet, my love.”

This time, he grabs one of the many pillows at the head of the bed, and you instantly know what he has in mind. You instinctively lift your hips, and he gives your ass a soft squeeze before you back settle down, perfectly propped for him to reach deep inside and plant his seed.

Once you’re both comfortable with the position, he gets back to work, grabbing you by the meat of your thighs and spreading you open. He shivers when he sees a dribble of cum slipping out and down the crack of your ass—this is unacceptable.

Golden eyes find yours as his fingers swipe up the mess he made. “Can’t waste a single drop,” he says, sucking his lip between his teeth, fucking his cum slowly back into you with his fingers.

Wet squelches ring through your ears as you focus on his hand pumping in and out of you—the other gripped tight around the base of his cock, edging himself. The rough callouses on his fingers stimulate your gummy walls so well, and he knows what he’s doing to you.

“Enough with your teasing, Tetsurou,” you huff out in short breaths, reaching down to take hold of his wrist. “Because I’m not finished with you either, my love,” your smirk mirrors his own. Guiding his hand out and up towards your lips, you suck on his wet fingers, moaning at the taste of your combined juices—a little salty but so fucking sweet.

Laughter once again fills the large room as he moves to hover over you, licking your lips and having a taste for himself.

“Always so eager,” he chuckles, moving to kiss your neck, sucking softly.

Rolling his hips back and forth, he slides his length between your folds, tip catching at your entrance two or three times. He still gives you nothing—not yet—because telling him not to tease you only makes him want to do it more.

As if sensing your annoyance, he gives in, guiding his cock to your entrance once again; he settles back on his knees, pressing inside of you inch by inch. Those skilled hands of his begin sliding up and down your thighs, deciding on gripping your ankles and resting them comfortably on his shoulders.

The meat of your thighs lay flush against his chest; you can feel the heat radiating off of him along with the sweat that coats his defined abdomen. His large arms wrap around your legs, pulling you flush against him, and you revel in the feeling of his cock finally reaching that deep place inside.

Kuroo stays there for a moment—perfectly still—kissing your calves, taking a bite here and there. You stare at him in complete awe as he begins to thrust in and out, tip prodding at your cervix each time. His eyes pinch shut, cheek resting against your calf as he loses himself in the feel of your warm walls squeezing him tight.

“Feels good,” you whisper, offering him a sweet smile before biting your lip and tossing your head back onto the plush mattress. You reach out to him, silently asking to hold his hand, and he doesn’t hesitate to intertwine his fingers with yours.

Using your hands as leverage, he speeds up his thrusts, setting a brutal pace as he pulls you in closer and closer, mumbling words of praise through pleasured groans. His cock throbs inside of you, nearing another release, and his balls feel heavy as they slap against your ass with every sharp thrust.

“Gonna cum again,” he grits out, hips faltering in their rhythm just as he spills his load inside of you for the second time. He chants your name while mumbling ‘fuck’ and ‘yes’ a few times, grinding into you to ensure his cum stays buried just as deep as he is.

Releasing your hands, he runs his over the skin of your thighs, rubbing and scratching in soft circles. He takes your legs and folds you in half, your ass lifting off the pillow just slightly as he leans into you. His kisses are sloppy and wet, and he grips your thighs like a lifeline as he begins to jackhammer his cock into you.

Wet squelching becomes the only sound you can register, drowning out his mumbled words of praise. You admire how beautiful he looks, lost in pleasure, eyes raking up and down your body, both of you glistening with sweat.

He slowly builds you up to another orgasm, your body shaking the closer you get, and your pussy clenches around his cock in a vice grip. You can’t get enough of him, from the way his hands grip your skin so gently, the wild strands of black hair sticking to his forehead, down to the teasing words he showers you with throughout.

You cum, your body trembling as Kuroo tries to keep you still, his nails surely leaving crescent marks on your thighs. He rises—no longer crowding over you—chest heaving and dripping in sweat. His amber eyes appear darker than ever as he continues to pound into you, overstimulating your pussy beyond what you can handle.

“Don’t stop, Tetsurou,” you beg, wrapping your hands around your legs, spreading yourself so he can focus on his current task. His hands move to your hips, pulling you closer to meet every sharp thrust.

“Third time’s a charm, right baby,” he teases, unable to help himself. “Squeezin’ me so fuckin’ tight,” he chokes out, face contorting because he knows you did that on purpose, but he laughs anyway.

His cock throbs inside of you, eyes zeroed in on that thick creamy ring coating the base of him, and the sight makes him groan—sucking in his bottom lip. There’s so much cum dripping out of you with every thrust in and out, and he fucking loves it.

“Keep going, baby,” you encourage him, nodding your head when you feel his hips falter in their movement. “Give me everything. I want it all, Tetsurou,” your words come out in broken cries, relishing the sight of him coming undone.

A few more thrusts and his cum fills you— so warm and thick—thicker than the previous ones. There’s no doubt in either of your minds that this will take; he just has to stay inside a little longer.

Releasing your grip on your legs, you finally relax, setting your feet back comfortably on the mattress. Kuroo continues to rock his hips slowly, pushing his cum further inside of you, his mind elsewhere as he flits his gaze between your face and your pussy.

“You look so pretty with my cum inside you, princess,” he nearly giggles, satisfied with his work and the euphoric look in your eyes. “Think we can keep this up for the rest of the week?” he asks, breathless, offering you that same sideways grin you fell in love with years ago.

This makes you toss your head back, mirroring his laughter and clenching around him with every exhale. You reach your arms out, and he leans back over you, placing several kisses on your chest and neck—his nose brushes against your cheek, waiting for your response.

“Let’s get some rest first. You look like you’re about to pass out from dehydration,” you say, amused at his shift in demeanor.

His arms wrap around your frame, rolling you over so you now lay on top of him, fingers tracing invisible words on your back. He is still inside you, keeping his seed nice and warm, not allowing a single drop to escape.

“I made sure to have plenty of water today, and you know I can go for hours when the moment calls for it,” he delivers his statement with one shallow thrust, just enough to rub against that spongy spot inside.

Too overstimulated to try for another round, you place your palms on his chest, resting your chin on the back of your hands as you admire his features. He plants a few pecks on your forehead before he moves a hand to caress the side of your face, thumb swiping gently on your cheek. His eyes bore into yours as you lay there for a minute or two, taking each other in.

“You think that was enough?” you ask, nuzzling your cheek deeper into his palm to place a kiss on his wrist.

“If that wasn’t enough,” he looks down, gesturing at the mess of cum between you. “I’ll make sure it will be by the end of the week,” he says reassuringly, leaning in to claim your lips in a kiss.

After today and the amount of cum dripping out onto the mattress, you do not doubt his ability to put a baby in you.

The rest of the week continues the very same, and if you thought you’d already made love on every surface of your home before, then you’re wrong. Kuroo finds new places to take you that you never thought imaginable, and his stamina has become endless in his mission to get you pregnant.

➣

About a month and a half later, you find yourselves hovering over the bathroom sink, waiting for the plastic sticks you arranged in a row to reveal their results. It’s only been a few days since your period was supposed to arrive, but you can’t help being excited at the possibility.

Minutes pass, and the first stick displays two pink lines, the second and the third following right behind with the same result—you both lean in closer. Tetsurou’s eyes quickly shift between the instructions, the test, and your face. He takes in your expression—shock and absolute joy— and pulls you into a tight hug, lifting you slightly off the ground as happy tears fall from your eyes.

He kisses your face, setting you back down to leave another on your lips. You hum against him in complete bliss, satisfied with the results of your love.

Tetsurou pulls away, sporting the cheekiest grin that nearly stretches from ear to ear.

“Told you I’d make sure it was enough.”

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thought--bubble · 9 months ago

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All of your senses

Ettore X (Riding Ettore Reader)

Word Count: 2,082

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Warnings:: Ettore, Dubcon, smut (PinV unprotected). Male whimpering because I wanted it, and I can! Hehehe

Therapy! Ettore scoffs at the thought. As if therapy could ever help him. As far as he understood himself, he didn't need therapy.

Therapy is something to help a person sort through their emotions. Ettore simply doesn't have any. He does not feel things in his head or his heart. The only feelings he recognizes are physical.

You can't hurt his feelings, but you can break his nose. You can't send his heart a flutter, but you can get him off.

In order to be cleared for that damn space mission in which he would be made part of a co-ed population of inmates, he had to go through therapy and nothing was going to stop him from getting on that ship and once again having access to women.

So, with full fledged irritation and annoyance, he drudged his way down to the prison shrink. A guard flanked him on either side.

He thinks it's a bit dramatic. Yes, he can be violent, but it's actually pretty rare. Only when it serves a purpose and beating down the person who could clear him would be counterproductive to his plans.

When you open the door and beckon him inside, he becomes painfully aware of why the guards are necessary. You're his preferred victim type. A young voluptuous woman, long silky hair, skin-tight pencil skirt, and button-up top. The only thing that can make him lose control.

Ettore walks into the room, the chains connecting his hands to his feet scraping across the floor.

"Hello, Ettore." Your voice makes a shiver run down his spine. He doesn't answer you. Instead, he steps closer and sniffs before one of the guards grabs him and pulls him back, shoving him into a cold metal chair before proceeding to strap his arms and legs down.

Once Ettore is securely fastened to the chair one of the guards turns to you with concern.

" We really should stay. This inmate can not be trusted...... around women"

You chuckle at this. " therapy doesn't work well with an audience. I trust that you have fully secured him?"

"Yes, but-" you stop him with wave of your hand.

"I have full faith that he will stay right where you put him. You can wait outside the room."

The guard mumbles under his breath as he motions for the other guard to follow him out into the hallway. He gives Ettore a final stern look before closing the door, leaving the two of you alone.

You sit down in a plush chair directly across from Ettore with his file in your hand. You had been reading everything the prison had on him for the last week in preparation for this evaluation, and you had a pretty good idea of how he ticked.

"So Ettore. How are you feeling today?" You knew this approach most likely wouldn't work with Ettore. Making him comfortable didn't matter. He wouldn't open up to you just because of some pleasantries. He doesn't know how to open up, and if he did. He still wouldn't.

Ettore stares back at you blankly, his eyes endlessly scrolling the length of your form, yet never looking into your eyes.

It's carnal, the ache he feels inside at the sight of your soft skin. His fingers twitching around the arm of the chair. He wants to touch you. He needs to touch you.

"Why don't we start with your childhood. Your file says your mother died when you were young and you were left with your father, who may have had a bit of a drinking problem." If your words were affecting Ettore, you would never know by looking at him.

His eyes continued to ravish you from your neck to your knees. His heart pounding in his ears. What he needs is right there in front of him, yet just out of reach. He once again fights subtly against his restraints. The inability to move suffocating and controlling his every thought.

"Losing your mother so young, coupled with the nature of your crimes. It's my belief that you are in need of a gentle touch." Ettore finally lifts his eyes to meet yours, and you smile back at him.

Touch? His favorite word. Not care, support, or love, as all the other therapists have deamed. No. You used the word touch, the simple phrase having the desired effect.

You stand from your chair and step toward him slowly, his eyes darting down to your legs watching each step.

"Something ....... soft. " You walk up to the side of Ettore's chair and gently graze his cheek with your finger. You can see his arms and wrists fighting against his restraints, and you chuckle.

Ettore's eyes darken at the sound. How lucky you are that he is strapped down to this chair. If he were not, chuckles would not be the sound to come from that pretty little throat.

"Oh, no need to worry." You lean down and bring your mouth right up next to his ear and whisper, "I'll be gentle."

"I won't be." He growls in response, his patience waning. This challenge to his dominance is not something he likes or is willing to accept.

From this angle, you couldn't see his face only the back of his neck where the hairs stood on end, his breathing controlled and heavy.

"You will." You coo in his ear.

You place your hands on the back of the chair, one over each of his shoulders, and bring your mouth close to the nape of his neck. Just gently breathing, letting him feel the ghost of a touch across his skin.

"I'll teach you"

You enjoy watching his response. The tightening of his shoulders the flex in his bicep as he pulls and pulls against his restraints with no hope of getting loose.

"You need some tenderness. That's all. " You walk back around to the front of his chair, Ettore looks up at you, rage clearly written across his face.

A caged animal. Face to face with his prey and unable to act upon his most primal desires.

You hike your pencil skirt up to your mid thighs, and Ettore's eyes instantly drop. The look of anger quickly replaced with hunger, his arms again pulling against his restraints.

"Tsk tsk." You gently rub at his wrists. "Stop that silly boy, you're going to hurt yourself."

His eyes flit about your body wildly, and you smile before placing yourself in his lap, your legs straddling either side of his hips.

Automatically, Ettore thrusts his hips up toward you. "No," you gently scold and hold him down by the hips. "Gentle"

Ettore closes his eyes and breathes deep. A predatory grumble rattling in his chest.

"Now, sweet boy." You bring your cheek up to his, the stubble on his face a little coarse against your skin and the tightness in his jaw apparent.

"Relax," You roll your hips against him slowly, his thin prison pants giving away his excitement.

Ettore again desperately pulls against his restraints. You can't have the power here. He can't let you have the power here.

"Stop," you say, voice firm. You bring your hand up to his chin and gently message it with your thumb. You gently tug on his bottom lip before leaning in and placing a soft kiss against his lips. He doesn't reciprocate. The feeling so foreign, so strange.

"Doesn't that feel nice, sweet boy?"You move your hands so that you are cradling his strong jaw. Holding his face so he has no choice but to look at you.

"Just what the doctor ordered, hmm?" You bring your lips down to him again. Slowly pushing your tongue into his mouth. Not aggressive, not passionate.

You move your tongue in his mouth, and you feel him start to kiss back, aggressively at first, but you keep your pace steady and soft.

You bring your hands to the back of his head, tugging briefly on the hair there. You control his movement this way. Too aggressive, you tug him back.

You roll your hips against him again, falling into a steady rhythm.

With his head pulled back and his neck craned completely powerless as you grind yourself against him, he whimpers.

"What was that sweet boy?" You grind yourself harder against his erection and he whimpers louder.

"Tell me" you demand as you again increase the speed and pressure of your movements.

"Please." He finally croaks out, followed by another whimper. "God please"

"Oh, poor thing." You keep his head pulled back and lick a stripe up his neck. "Am I teasing you?"

Ettore groans, and you slightly lift yourself from his lap.

"I don't want to drive you mad." You release his hair, and he looks at you, panic in his eyes.

"No, wait," Ettore tries to reach for you but is trapped by those damn restraints.

"Oh. Don't worry, sweet boy. " You grab his cheeks and squeeze them briefly. "We aren't done"

You reach beneath you and shimmy his pants down just enough to free his cock. His mouth opens slightly at the feeling his eyes glazing over.

"Slow and gentle." You nuzzle your nose to him as he holds his breath.

He looks so desperate. So pathetic. It's so satisfying.

You press the head of his cock to your entrance and sink down just enough so the tip breeches your walls and nothing else.

Ettore instinctually bucks his hips once before you again grab him and hold him in place.

"Tsk tsk," you scold him as you hold him down and slide up and down over just the tip of his throbbing cock.

His body starts shaking so harshly that it's nearly convulsing. It takes your full strength to hold him in place, his hips desperate to move.

"Fuck fuck fuck" He whimpers loudly. "I need it. More. Fuck more!"

"More?" You sink down just a smidge further and watch as Ettore's head lulled, and his eyes started to roll back.

"Ahh!" He clenches his jaw and moves his hips subtly, getting himself just a tiny bit further.

You slide down further, now halfway down his shaft.

"Kiss me nice and gentle like I taught ya" He lifts his head and looks at you with confusion.

"Not moving another inch till ya do," Ettore quickly brings his face to yours. He tentatively kisses you with slow unsure movements.

As the kiss continues, you slide slowly down the rest of his shaft until your ass rests on his thighs and he moans into your mouth.

You smirk, you have an apex predator beneath you, whimpering, moaning, and begging for relief.

"See? So gentle you are. " You softly blow into his ear as you roll your hips slowly.

Ettore gasps at the sensation, his entire body vibrating. He's been in this prison for two years already, with no one but his hand to keep him company.

The pressure builds up in the base of his spine quickly, but he fights the urge to buck his hips, knowing you would stop if he did.

"You wanna cum sweet boy?" He nods a pained expression on his face.

You lean back in and kiss him again, this time with more urgency as you bring your fingers to your clit. The perfect mixture of his soft kisses, your nimble fingers, and his thick cock scraping against your walls bring you over the edge quickly.

As your cunt pulses around him you grip his hair again exposing his neck to you.

"Cum sweet boy. Right now, " He has no choice but to comply he bucks his hips twice and then spills himself inside of you, his mouth wide open and eyes closed.

You kiss him once more, but he is spent, mouth just hanging open lazily. You hop off of him and fix his pants as he smiles up at you, a smug look of satisfaction on his face.

You fix yourself and, without another word, to him open your office door telling the guards to take him back to his cell.

On his way out the door, he keeps his eyes on you, tripping over his shackles and being caught by a guard.

You pay him no mind and quickly close the door behind him and sit down at your desk.

You fill out the sheet you were given approving him for the mission, and of course, suggest a few more therapy sessions before he goes.

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nicoline1998enilocin · 1 year ago

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"Friends/coworkers to lovers" with rdj x female!reader, you decide the path, just fluff or fluff/smut... but like my nonnie friend, "I want to live the cliche of cliches" with the most precious, kind and gentle human being in the world 🥺

Precious

PAIRING | Robert Downey Jr. x Assistant!Female!Reader

WORD COUNT | 3.1K

SUMMARY | Your girl's night turns unexpectedly when you accidentally butt-dial your boss, Robert, and he hears you confess your feelings towards him. Ever since that moment, he's trying to impress you every chance he gets, and when you finally talk about it with him, your life just turns out perfect.

WARNING(S) | This is your official trigger warning. Do not proceed if any of these topics upset you. RPF, coworkers to lovers, mutual pining, swearing, accidental butt-dialing, jealous RDJ, smut ( a little bit of teasing, fingering, protected sex ).

A/N | Thank you for this sickeningly sweet request Nonnie, because I believe I've pulled almost all of the clichés out of the closet for this one heheh, but my goodness, was it a fun one to write! I hope you will enjoy what I did with this one 🖤

A/N 2.0 | I want to give extra special thanks to @buckys-wintersoldier for helping me develop ideas for this one! It's always great to work together; this one turned out amazing because of you!

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''Here you go,'' you say to your best friend, Avery, as you hand her a glass of white wine. Tonight is your night off, and you plan on having an uninterrupted girl's night with her.

''Thank you! I needed this after the week I've had,'' she groans as you let yourself sink into your couch, your glass in hand. She tells you all about her breakup - the reason she visited you in the first place.

''So, is there anything new in your love life?'' Avery asks, and you sigh as you shuffle in your place a little bit, and unbeknownst to you, you accidentally butt-dial Robert.

''Precious? Is everything okay? You know it's your day off-'' Robert says, but of course, you don't hear him, but he can hear everything you're saying though.

''So... you know my boss, Robert. Who doesn't know him?! But that's beside the point. Well, I've been in love with him for the bigger part of a year?'' you phrase it as a question, even though you know damn well it's true.

''But...?'' Avery asks.

''But I'm afraid that if I tell him, he'll fire me, and I'd be left without a job,'' you sigh. Robert feels his heart hurt slightly at the thought that you'd even think he'd fire you. You're the best assistant he could ever wish for, and he would never find anyone better than you. Not that he'd want to, of course.

''I'm sure he would never do that; you've been his assistant for nearly a decade!'' Avery says, and you know she's right, but it still doesn't change your thoughts.

Robert feels a little twang in his chest as he hears the way you think, and he's already planning on ways to make you feel better and make a move at the same time.

You sigh softly before taking a big gulp of your wine and closing your eyes for a second so that you can think about your options.

''I've been thinking about talking to him since I practically tell him every single thing, but telling him I've been head over heels with him, that I can't fucking think straight, and all I can think about is him bending me over the back of the couch and just rail me like there's no tomorrow,'' you say, and Avery just nods.

''And the worst of all is that he invited me as his date to a charity event, and my stupid brain somehow can't comprehend that it's just an evening of work and not an actual date,'' you vent.

''Babe, you should talk to him about this because this isn't healthy! I am one hundred percent sure you won't lose your job if you do; he's a reasonable man,'' Avery says, and after hearing those words, Robert hangs up, feeling guilty that he kept listening for so long.

If only he kept listening...

''You're right; it's just that I'm afraid of losing him more than my job. I can easily find another job anywhere else, but I will never find another Robert...'' you say before throwing back the rest of your wine and quickly filling it up with more.

The rest of the evening is spent gossiping until you're both too tired to keep your eyes open, so Avery decides to sleep over at your apartment just to be safe. She doesn't tell you she doesn't want you to be alone right now.

''Hi, Precious!'' Robert says as he's walking over to you, as you're seated in a coffee shop where the two of you are taking some time to catch up about non-work related things.

''Hi Robert,'' you say with a big smile as he sits down, and you push his coffee order towards him, together with a pastry for the two of you to share.

''What would I ever do without you?'' he says, and the smile he gives you has the butterflies in your stomach erupting into a frenzy, and your heart skips a few beats here and there as you take in his praise.

A smile tugs on the corner of your lips, and you can't stop commenting.

''Let's hope we'll never find out!'' you say as you shut your laptop; you can continue looking at dresses for the charity event Robert has invited you to attend alongside him.

He gives you a smirk as he looks at the same bit of hair that constantly falls into your face, and when Robert leans over to tuck it behind your ear, your brain shortcircuits for a few moments.

Your mouth is slightly open as you feel his fingers on your temple and behind your ear before softly sliding against your neck, leaving a trail of goosebumps.

When you snap back to reality, you gasp softly and blink a few times, unsure of what just happened, and you're pretty sure Robert noticed, but he didn't comment on it. It was not like he did it on purpose or anything like that.

''So, anything new in your life?'' Robert asks, and you quickly shake your head, maybe too soon for your liking.

''Still the same things, same people, same stress,'' you sigh as you try to give a small smile, hoping he's convinced and not as weirded out as you are.

''Been looking at dresses for the charity event though, so that's exciting,'' you quickly add, and your mind immediately wanders to a few beautiful dresses you've seen.

''Anything interesting so far?'' he informs because he plans to match with you for the evening, mainly because he's thinking about confessing his feelings to you that night.

''I've seen some nice ones, but nothing that stood out yet, actually,'' you say, though you can think of one dark blue dress that you can't get out of your head despite it being way out of your price range, even with the ungodly amount of money Robert pays you as his assistant.

''Can I see? I'm just curious what you're thinking at the moment,'' he says, and he gets up, only to slide onto the bench next to you, letting his thigh touch yours in a move that's innocent enough.

''A-Are you... sure?'' you ask, and he nods, so you grab your laptop and show him some of the dresses you've been eyeing, expertly avoiding the blue dress.

''Hm, I don't think I've seen the perfect one yet,'' Robert says, and you show him more until you need to use the restroom so when you're gone, he opens the tab you've been avoiding this whole time and snaps a quick photo as a reminder to order it for you, later.

The rest of the afternoon is spent catching up, and before you know it, it's time to go home again and go to bed early since you have some stressful days coming up.

Robert drops you off at home, and as soon as you set foot in your apartment, you sigh deeply, glad you made it through another day without completely embarrassing yourself in front of your boss.

Today's the charity event day, and you're in the shower to prepare for tonight. After a short run and a call with Robert about everything going down tonight, you're finally letting the warm stream of water calm your mind.

You opted to go for a silver floor-length dress so Robert will always look gorgeous no matter what color he chooses to wear, and he notified you he would be going for a blue outfit, which would fit beautifully with your dress.

After an extensive shower and an excellent hair and face mask, you're getting ready to grab a late lunch, so you won't have to worry about having dinner later than usual.

When you're about to make yourself a nice BLT sandwich, your doorbell rings, and you head over, unsure what to expect when you open the door.

When you swing the door open, there isn't anyone in front of the door, but instead, your gaze falls onto a large package on the floor, sporting a small note on the box saying ''Precious''.

You pick up the package and take it inside, placing it on your dinner table before opening it. You don't need to wonder who it is from because only one person calls you that.

As you lift the lid, you're greeted by the dark blue dress you couldn't afford and a shoe box with the Louboutin logo on the box. Your heart starts racing, and you immediately grab your phone to call Robert.

You decide to FaceTime him, and before he can even get a single word in, you're already talking and thanking him endlessly.

''Robert, how did you even know this is the dress I've been wanting so badly? And combined with these shoes, it's honestly too much; I don't deserve this...'' you say as you fight back tears, even if they're from enjoyment and happiness.

''You deserve to be spoiled occasionally, especially on a night like tonight. There is a huge chance not a single person will be able to take their eyes off of you, and I would love to show you off to everyone tonight,'' he says, and after some more convincing, you agree to wear it.

Robert will be arriving at the party before you, so he arranged for a car to pick you up and bring you to the party before going to his house after the party so you can sleep over there.

Your hair is done in a big bun to show off the dress, and the make-up look is in a similar shade of blue to compliment your clothing without looking like you're overpowering on the blue.

When the car arrives, you grab your silver handbag to finish the look, and you're off to the charity event, where Robert will be tonight as one of the guest speakers.

Your timing could not have been better because when you get out of the car, you see Robert on the red carpet as he's giving an interview, but he stops in the middle of his sentence when he sees you.

''Oh wow! She looks beautiful! That's my amazing assistant, everyone, and without a doubt, the most beautiful woman to walk this red carpet today,'' he says, and you can't help but feel a blush creep onto your cheeks.

''Hi Precious, you look gorgeous tonight,'' he says before pulling you to his side and kissing your cheek.

''You look amazing, too, Robert. If we didn't know any better, we would think you two matched on purpose!'' the interviewer said, and after that, the interview carried on as it was supposed to.

After the formal part of the evening, you walk over to the bar, ready to get a drink, and get stopped by a handsome man you recognize as Sebastian Stan.

''Hey, are you enjoying yourself tonight?'' he asks sincerely before ordering a drink and getting yours.

''I am! What about you?'' you ask, and you two get wrapped up in conversation for a while, so you don't notice Robert keeping an eye on you.

When Sebastian comes closer to whisper something in your ear, Robert suddenly appears by your side, ready to whisk you away right that very second.

''Can I talk to you for a moment, Precious?'' Robert asks impatiently, and you're immediately worried that something went wrong.

''It was good talking to you, Sebastian,'' you say before following Robert, and he said his goodbyes before ordering another drink and moving on with the rest of the evening.

''We should get out of here because I want to tell you something, and I'd rather not do it with all these people here,'' Robert says, and you nod in response, afraid of what's coming next.

Robert just walked you into his house, and you're sitting on his couch, impatient for what's to come. He grabs both of you a drink before sitting beside you, and you turn to face him.

''So... uhm-'' he starts, flustered before he even tells you about his feelings, let alone how he knows you share those with him.

''I'm just going to get it over with. When you were having girls' night with your best friend, you accidentally butt-dialed me, and I could hear you two talking. That means I heard your confession and must tell you I feel the same. I have felt the same for quite a long time, and when I knew you felt the same, I tried to go above and beyond to make you feel nothing short of special. I hope you will at least have one night with me, where I can show you how much,'' he says, and your mouth has fallen open after ''butt dialed''.

''A-Are you... I mean- Really? This isn't some sick joke, right? Because I would love nothing more than to spend the night and show you how much I love you, how much I've loved you for such a long time.''

After downing your drink in one go, you put your glass on the table and sit closer to Robert, and you let him cup your face with his big, warm hands as he pulls you in for the softest, most loving kiss you've ever shared with another human being.

When he pulls away, you keep your eyes closed, and your lip is pulled between your teeth to temper your excitement slightly.

''Want to move this party to the bedroom?'' you ask softly after you open your eyes, and you look into Robert's sparkling brown eyes as he nods before getting up.

When you're in the bedroom and seated on the edge of the bed, Robert turns on some slow jazz music to set the mood, and oddly enough, it's very calm instead of the heated night you expected.

''I want to make tonight special, Precious. I don't know how many more nights together we'll have, so I want to make the most of the one we have now,'' he says as he grabs your hands and guides you up so you're standing before him.

When you're up, his hands glide into your hair as he pulls you closer, his mouth finding you effortlessly and molding them to yours as if they're made for one another.

Your hands wander from Robert's chest up to his shoulder to take off his jacket, and when he pulls away, he shrugs it off, followed suit by his shirt that you've unbuttoned as well.

''Turn around, Precious,'' he whispers in your ear before placing a soft kiss beneath the shell, his scruff tickling you ever so slightly to make a giggle escape.

''You like it when I kiss you, don't you?'' Robert teases, and you nod swiftly while his hands glide down to the zipper of your dress, making you smile wide as he reveals the dark blue lingerie you're wearing.

You spin around slowly as he looks you up and down, and you pull your lip between your teeth again.

''That's my job now, Precious; I'm the only one who gets to bite this beautiful lip of yours,'' he says before capturing your lips again and nibbling softly on your bottom lip like he said he would.

After both getting completely naked, Robert guides you onto the bed, ensuring you're comfortable while littering kisses all over your chest and around your nipples, letting his hand glide over your thigh as he gets settled between them.

''You're perfect, Precious, and I can't wait to find out what it's like to come home,'' he whispers as he reaches over to the nightstand, grabbing a condom.

It's rolled on quickly, and after a few swipes through your folds, he finds your clit, rubbing it in short circles, which makes your breath hitch.

''R-Robert, please,'' you beg softly, and he listens without teasing as he's lining up with your entrance and sliding in slowly, letting you adjust to him.

A deep moan leaves your body, and your back arches off the bed as he slides in every so perfectly, and you're feeling somewhere north of heaven right now.

''I wish I'd told you years earlier... We got a lot to catch up on, Precious, because I'm not letting you go after tonight,'' Robert says as his warm breath ghosts over your lips before placing them on yours as he makes such slow, sweet love.

It doesn't take long for both of you to fall apart around each other, and if it were any other night, you'd have taken the opportunity to keep going until there's no more time, but this feels perfect.

When he's cleaned both of you up, he pulls you into his arms, and you talk for a little while before you fall asleep, still naked, but you don't mind. You've never felt more comfortable with Robert than you do now.

The following day, Robert slipped out of bed a little earlier and ordered some flowers from a local florist before preparing breakfast for you.

When you wake up, you notice Robert's not next to you, but you grab the shirt he wore last night and put it on with your panties before heading downstairs, where the smell of breakfast fills your senses.

''Mornin', Precious,'' he says as you walk into the kitchen with messy hair and his shirt, flashing his biggest smile as he recalls last night. It was nothing short of perfect.

''Thank you for everything, Robert. Yesterday was amazing, and I can't wait for more moments like it,'' you say as you pull him closer for a kiss, something you wished you could have done long ago.

Just as he's about to respond, someone rings his doorbell, and he goes to answer the door with a little jog, getting a big bouquet of red roses from the delivery man and tipping him generously.

''I got you a little something this morning because I wanted to show you just how much you mean to me,'' Robert says as he walks in with a bouquet of nearly 50 red roses and hands them to you.

''Oh my god, these are amazing! Thank you so much,'' you say before leaning in for one more soft kiss, and then it's time for breakfast and a meaningful conversation.

''This may be odd, but... what are we now? After last night, after our confessions, I don't think I can go back to just being your assistant,'' you say as you cut up some pancakes with maple syrup, putting them into your mouth as you look expectantly at Robert.

''First of all, I'd love for you to keep your job, so please don't worry about that, but I was also hoping you would be my girlfriend because there's not a single chance I'm ever letting you go, Precious,'' Robert says with a sweet smile, and your heart feels like it's going wild.

''I'd love to be your girlfriend,'' you say, and you seal it with a kiss.

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taerseok · 4 years ago

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Alice in the Madness of Wonderland: The Stygian Fairytale | Walkthrough

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✉ Titles:

➝ Alice in the Madness of Wonderland: The Stygian Fairytale

➝ Stygian (the madness corrupts me, and you, my saviour)

Though Alice ‘Y/N’ Liddell is overshadowed, and she doesn’t seem to think much of it, she yearns for a world which notices her- gives her a chance- a part of her wanting for a turn to be on the pedestal. But of course, nothing can change that-

Or can it?

One chance encounter with a boy with bunny ears and a strange hole, and she arrives at the world of Wonderland- a world of magic, mystery and madness. Protecting her life is one thing, but-

What more when everyone seems determined to capture her heart?

Take care, Alice…

✉ Information:

➠ Pairing: Seokjin × reader, Yoongi × reader, Hoseok × reader, Namjoon × reader, Jimin × reader, Taehyung × reader, Jungkook × reader, OT7 × reader

➠ Genres: Angst, fantasy, alice in wonderland!au, reverse harem, isekai (teleported to a fantasy world), mystery

➠ Overall Rating: PG-18

➠ Warnings: Violence, suicide, comatose, disturbing scenes, weapons, fights, yandere, insanity, mental illnesses, torture, massacre, serial killers, violent riots, executions, murders, large amount of people die, stalking, people lead other people on, threats, madness (but it’s wonderland so), tea parties and the white rabbit

✉ Character Profiles:

⇢ March Hare ‘ღ’

⇢ Ace of Hearts ‘ღ’

⇢ King of Hearts ‘ღ’

⇢ Cheshire Cat ‘ღ’

⇢ Clockmaker ‘ღ’

⇢ Mad Hatter ‘ღ’

⇢ White Rabbit ‘ღ’

✉ Beta-player [a.k.a. me, blog writer and walkthrough maker!] comments:

Several crashes may occur while playing the game, as the developers told me. This is still a beta version of the game, after all! The game also contains a lot of violence… hrmm, well, you’ll see for yourself. I’ve been told not to give too many spoilers, but the developers hinted to me that as the player, we have a special power!

If you complete a route, you don’t have to continue to the next one. You can pick whichever route you’re on and make it your true end. When that option pops out in the game, and you pick yes, Wonderland will close, and Alice and her suitor will be able to leave! It’s our choices while reading that matter!

Or… at least that’s what they said. Still, I’d warn you guys to be careful in choosing! This game is tricky, and it has several bad ends too… ah, I shouldn’t spoil anymore. This is an online game, so I put the links below if you want to play the beta version too! Careful though~ It links straight to the prologue, so for any players replaying, just choose the route after!

Oh, and one last thing- though all of the main cast are dateable characters; it’s of course, only one character per route though… or is it? Hehehe!

If you go through all routes, you might get a secret ending! Bonus scenes! So complete the full game when it comes out, okay?

No, the developers totally didn’t ask me to say all that to promote the game~

Have fun playing, and I hope this walkthrough helps you!

Reader discretion advised.

✉ Map:

Ah, this is the Wonderland we, as the player, will fall into! Do you see the different emblems across the land? Those are the villages under the influence of the roleholders! Oh… was that too much information? I don’t think I was supposed to reveal the concept of roleholders yet… ah well! You’ll just have to see for yourself.

Putting the villages to the side for now though, you should have a look at the main buildings first.

The little building on top of the mountain on the top left is the Hatter Mansion! It’s where you’ll meet the Mad Hatter, the March Hare, and many other questionable friends!

The place below the teapot emblem - the red state you’re seeing belongs to the King of Hearts. It’s the Hearts Castle! Here, reside the King, and his two faithful followers, the Ace of Hearts and the White Rabbit.

The tower a little way from the middle of the map is the Clocktower. It’s where the Clock Maker lives.

The last, but definitely not the least, place is where you’ll see the Cheshire Cat roaming around. It’s the colorful Amusement Park at the top right of the map! Make sure to go there sometime in your journey in Wonderland.

Now, I’ll try giving an overview of each village. These areas can be visited within the game in the routes, and often, you’ll see an important event revolving around them in the story.

Let’s go over the villages under the rule of the King of Hearts first.

See the emblem with the two keys? That’s Book End! It’s known for its loyalty to the crown, and the people there strictly obey their king. It’s also treated better than the other town under the rule of Kim Seokjin. Some say it’s because of its size being larger than the other’s, but most argue that it’s the result of his poor administration.

The village just above Book End, with the heart emblem is the town that mostly passes by through the shadows! It’s called Hearts’ Eve, and because of the people not being treated equally, many citizens from here have risen to protest against the king. They went as far as to call the Mad Hatter for help, hence the place is always in a state of political unrest.

The emblem with the teapot on the far left denotes Pekoe Town, so far the only village under the influence of the infamous Mad Hatter, Kim Taehyung. The people here live quite peacefully… if you forget the rare murder of a secret Hearts supporter here and there! The place is very well guarded, if I remember correctly.

Tulgey Wood Town falls almost in the middle of the map. Its emblem has the green tree to symbolise the priority of the citizens - nature, and side by side, peace. It’s an independent state, but often has its matters overlooked by the tedious Clock Maker, Kim Namjoon, and the mischievous Cheshire Cat, Min Yoongi.

The other independent village is the one with the flower emblem! It’s called Hatter’s North for being north of the Mad Hatter’s state. I vaguely recall many people being in support of Kim Taehyung here, even if the village isn’t under his influence. Its works are still managed by Namjoon and Yoongi.

This was a lot of information to take in, so I don’t blame you if you’re confused on how to remember it! Just try giving this walkthrough a look if you’re puzzled about the general geography of Wonderland, and I’m sure it’ll ease your troubles~

To bring this to an ending note, I must add what I’ve been told about this world by the developers themselves:

‘As silly and nonsensical Wonderland portrays itself to be, some things will truly never change. Over the centuries of generations, the land has survived numerous generations of war and love- and has stayed the same. The edges may have faded, and the map itself may look worn out, but take heed, Alice... for there lies mysteries and secrets in every nook and cranny of this world…’

Good luck, new players and old ones alike!

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✉ Sidestory:

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