#like you have basilio and crispin who have the blood of gods

[alexiethymia]

what could be better than (1) numb and tired, dead to the world, no more fs to give character and (1) chaotic wild child himbo character dynamic? 

that’s easy. it’s the (1) numb and tired and (2) chaotic himbos dynamic, double trouble, twice the fun and suffering. 

seriously, if nothing else, watch trese for this dynamic. 

[thera-daydreams]

INDAY

± A Trese Fic ±

[Crispin/Basilio/Maliksi/Dominic x Skymaiden!Reader]

01: Noon at Ngayon (✓)

02: Ang Kambal na Anak ni Datu Talagbusao, Diyos ng Digmaan (Link)

03: Ang Prinsipe ng Mga Tikbalang (Link)

04: Ang Pinuno ng Mga Aswang (Link)

05: (Link) 06: (Link) 07: (Link)

01: Noon at Ngayon

Back then, long before you were born, your mother used to work as a katulong of the Trese Family and was very close to its matriarch, Miranda Trese. Coming from the province, she was no stranger to superstitions—even more so after knowing the work of Miranda's husband Anton Trese, who was actually the Babaylan-Mandirigma of Manila.

Years later, after giving birth to you around the same time Miranda gave birth to her twins (one a stillborn, unfortunately), it was you and Alexandra who became best buddies instead, as different your personalities were. You two had practically grown up together and you yourself heard countless stories of the supernatural from your Tito Anton. It wasn't that hard to believe when he and his sigbin companions would sometimes come home tracking blood prints on the floors (which you'd helped your mother clean up). Heck, you'd even met Señor Armanaz, the Great Stallion himself and the ruling tikbalang of the Armanaz herd. That pretty, white-haired diwata seemed extremely fond of you, too, which was evident when you'd sneak in with Alexandra to Tito Anton's meetings and she would smile (even wave) at you happily.

You had absolutely no idea why the fae-like lady was so nice to you, but you weren't complaining at all!

However, in spite of your experiences with the supernatural, you and your mother always believed that you were normal humans. In actuality, that was who you were for the majority of your childhood. It was only until Miranda herself saw a vision of you—a much older you—fighting the monsters of the Underworld alongside her own daughter. During dinnertime, Miranda told your mother that she saw you blessed by the heavens with powers that would aid in the battle against evil.

It sounded absolutely ridiculous, right? Yeah, your mom thought so, too.

Your mother only laughed it off as she placed a steaming bowl of tinola in front of Alexandra's brothers, who instantly dug in like they haven't been fed in years.

"Boys! Dahan-dahan lang," Anton reprimanded his sons. "Or else you'll choke and the soup will come out of your noses!"

"Okay, Papa."

"Grabe ka naman, Miranda. I doubt that anything like that's going to happen to my daughter," your mom chuckled, watching your little hands try to feed Alexandra with a piece of chicken. "Unlike you guys, our lineage isn't anything special. Ordinaryo lang ang lahi namin."

Miranda sighed, looking at you and her only living daughter enjoying your time being kids, "I guess you're right. Baka panaginip lang talaga 'yun."

Anton glanced at her knowingly. Although he was aware that you and your mom didn't dabble in magic or anything like they did, he knew that whenever Miranda—one of the Seven Seers—had such vivid dreams, it was something of great importance. But he decided to say nothing, understanding how much your mother wanted to let you live as normal of a life possible in this household.

That was when you were seven years old. One year later, Miranda died fighting against a group of aswang who decided to betray Anton. Said man found the eight-year-old Alexandra hiding in a corner behind the waterfalls, scared and holding Sinag close to her heaving chest as she tried to hold her tearful sobs in.

Of course, a few days later, you and your mother attended the funeral with the mourning Trese family. All the brothers had done their best to stay strong, especially for their little sister who didn't fully understand yet what just happened. Little you ran towards Alexandra, holding her hand tightly as her mother's casket was lowered. Around you were various comrades, both human and non-human, paying their respects to their bereaved allies.

That day, as you turned your back to return to your mother's arms, you knew you would never forget the feeling of numerous unearthly eyes following your every movement.

Even they could sense that there was something about you, a so-called regular human child. You smelled human and had the aura of one, but there was something they couldn't place. It was like a tiny rock getting into your shoe, not coming out at all.

Much changed after that, but you and Alexandra remained close together. To your dismay, just after you graduated elementary, you and your mother had to move back to the province to stay with your sick grandparents. The last thing you could remember was kneeling in the back of the car, looking sadly through the rear windscreen as Alexandra and her brothers waved goodbye to you.

More than a decade had passed since then. You used to write letters to Alexandra, but after Hank told you she had to undergo the trials of the Puno ng Balete, you haven't heard from her (although Hank did disclose that she'd managed to come home safely, which was a great relief to you). You didn't blame her; you knew Tito Anton had passed away in the five years she was gone and that she had to take over the title of Lakan, as well as the Babaylan-Mandirigma of Manila. It was a demanding job! You remembered Tito Anton sometimes staying up all night—breakfast would be served and he would still be in his study, going over paperwork. On other days, he would be gone for consecutive nights handling cases all around Manila. You could only pray Alexandra was fine.

Your life had continued on, as well—you took care of your ill grandparents until they died, helped your mother in the province, went to a good highschool, then earned your degree in another prominent city that wasn't Manila.

Your mom actually recommended that you go to school somewhere else, given the constantly rising number of attacks in the capital of the country. And so you did. Life was hard, but normal until then.

The funny thing was that, when you reached the age of twenty-one, you finally understood why those supernatural creatures kept looking at you weirdly as a kid (and why Lady Diwata liked you so much).

What was even funnier was that the dramatic revelation came to you when you weren't in the Philippines. It was after you freshly graduated college, when you were traveling all over Asia to volunteer in charity projects. It was always your dream to one day expand your horizons not only beyond your province, but the Philippines itself, while also doing good in the world.

And here you were, walking that path you dreamt of.

The organization you luckily managed to become a member of provided everything you needed, and every few months, you would move from country to country. Because of that, you'd already been able to travel to so many places. First it was Thailand, then Indonesia, China, South Korea, India, Japan, Sri Lanka, Singapore, Malaysia, and currently, you were in Vietnam. Visiting those places was fun and gave you a whole new perspective of the world you lived in; it was a... learning experience, too.

Still, that incident happened when you were in Thailand, when you were the last one in the rented apartment balcony taping up the boxes for the donation drive tomorrow. Yawning, you cut more duct tape and stuck them to the open boxes tightly.

"Inday," someone said from behind you. You didn't bother turning around, thinking it was one of your fellow volunteers looking for you this late at night. Probably your roommate. She was the only one who usually called you by your nickname instead of your real name.

"Hmm?" you hummed, taping up more boxes. "Papasok na ako sa kwarto, Lyn. I just have a few more boxes to close. Alam mong mapapagalitan ako kung may hindi madidistribute bukas."

"Hindi ako si Lyn."

You paused, then slowly turned around, flinching at the sudden bright light that shone right against your eyes. For a moment, akala mo namatay ka na at hinaharap mo si San Pedro.

It was a glowing figure in white whose face you couldn't clearly see, which frightened you even more.

"Ay, mama!" you exclaimed, shielding your eyes and falling to your knees. Then, you gasped loudly, patting your body and panicking with closed lids. "Oh my God, am I dead? Nasa heaven na po ba ako?" Your lips wobbled. "Ngayon pa nga lang ako nakaalis ng Pilipinas... I haven't even done all the things I've wanted to do! Hindi pa ako nakapagpaalam sa nanay ko—aray!"

You'd felt something hit the back of your head. Hard. It was the glowing figure in white, but now you could see their unimpressed face scowling at you.

"Kalma lang, Inday. Hindi ka pa patay, pero makinig ka nang mabuti," they shushed you urgently (you weren't sure if they were male or female). "Do not be afraid. I am a messenger from the heavens, and I bear great news!"

"Great news...?" you trailed off, then your eyes widened excitedly. "Like, nanalo ba ako ng lotto? Isang milyon? Bilyon? Hala! Wait, is this a Mama Mary moment? I'm not ready to be the next immaculate conception!"

They glared at you, making you shut up instantly. "Sorry, I'll shut up now," you apologized with a mumble. This person (thing?) was kind of... strict. Whatever did you do wrong? You were just sleep-deprived and running on energy drinks (as well as kape).

"I have come to tell you that you are the vessel of the last skymaiden," they revealed, arms wide open. The light around them seemed to grow even brighter, making you squint. You felt like you were about the go blind! "Ikaw ang huling biraddali, Y/N L/N."

At ayun, zero brain cells remaining. Tunay na nagloading screen ang brain mo. Nag-error at nagcrash pa nga siguro, eh.

"... Ha? Ano?"

You blinked, completely speechless—as seen by how wide your jaw had dropped open. It wasn't that you were unfamiliar with the biraddali, it was just that you'd only heard of them once when you were just a young child. Your Tita Miranda had mentioned they were long gone from the world of the supernatural.

"Oh no, me? A biraddali? You're joking," you stuttered out, pointing at yourself. "Aren't they extinct or something? And, uh... not human?"

They nodded, "Yes. It is correct that everyone in the mystical world thought that the biraddali were long gone, even before the colonizers came to conquer the native lands. However, before the skymaidens all disappeared, the youngest and most powerful one among the seven sisters sealed her soul away to the rivers of time until the strength of a heavenly being was needed to help purify the evils of the world." The figure floated closer to you. "That last biraddali's soul, along with its corresponding power, traits, and knowledge, had chosen to reside deep within you the moment you were conceived."

Honestly, how were you even supposed to react? Your life was nowhere near ready for something like this. Was this a prank by your friends? Your colleagues? The light around this person seemed too authentic to be fake, though.

You stayed in shock for an entire minute, silent. The being in front of you only waited for a response.

"Ano 'to, Sailor Moon? Winx Club?" you whispered to yourself, before slapping your own cheek and scolding yourself. A stinging red mark was left on your face. "Inday, kakamanhwa mo 'yan! Nasosobraan ka na ata, matulog ka na!"

Sighing heavily, you rubbed your face tiredly, still in disbelief that you—according to this stranger—were apparently some old soul from a species of ethereal beings that were long gone. It sounded like something out of those reincarnation webnovels you got addicted to. What now, you were the MC? Wattpad ka, girl?

"Look, this is a mistake. I still have to wake up early tomorrow to give out the donations," you spoke to the glowing being (or whatever it was), laughing nervously. "I'm sorry, but I think you have the wrong person. Either that or I must be hallucinating from sleep deprivation, because I'm definitely not a divine creature. You're probably just a product of my imagination. Sorry, I'm going to bed."

Bang!

At that moment, the power in the building went out. The only thing you could see was the thing who assumed you were a biraddali (they were so bright they were like a flashlight in the dark for you).

"Brownout?" you blinked. It felt wrong, though. It was eerily silent. "Did a fuse blow up?"

"Nagsimula na ang iyong unang pagsubok, Y/N," they announced seriously. "Creatures of the dark have already begun to take over this building. You may not have noticed, but all throughout your life, you have always been helping and giving. It is your nature as a being descended from the heavens themselves, and now, it is time for you to accept your destiny."

"Hoy, sandali lang! Sandali, sandali!" You were absolutely wide awake now as you heard the sounds of strange whispers around you. It was terrifyingly creepy, much creepier than whatever you'd seen back in the Trese Residence (and you'd seen a lot in that house). You did not want to be a part of a horror movie-like lifestyle. "Don't I have a choice in this?! I—I don't have any training or fighting skills! Hindi ako Alexandra Trese o Babaylan-Mandirigma! I'm not ready for this, holy sh—"

The candescent creature raised a brow at you, "Inday, I just told you that you have the power of a lost mystical being. And tell me, if you had the power to save your companions in this building from the forces of evil, would you save them?"

You were silent, knowing the answer.

"Well?" they prodded.

You bit your lip, "Oo naman. I'm not heartless!" But you were a little impulsive. And apparently, insane.

"That's what I thought. I just need you to believe in yourself," the being encouraged, gentler this time. It transformed into something smaller and rounder—like a ball of light. "Ikaw ang huling biraddali, Y/N, at marami kang kapangyarihan. Isa dito ay ang pagtulong sa mga nangangailangan, lalo na laban sa masasamang nilalang."

Bestie, what had you just gotten into?

You swallowed apprehensively, then nodded in determination, "Sige. So, how do I save the people in the building? Biraddali were said to be able to shapeshift, right? If I remember the tale correctly. Oh my God, I can't believe this is happening to me right now."

"That's just one of your abilities, but I'll teach you. I'm actually your guide," they replied confidently. "With me, you'll be able to master your powers and exceed your capabilities in no time!"

"Wait! Anong pangalan mo?" you asked breathlessly, following them as they speedily flew out of the room. "Grabe, slow down! I'm not athletic! I haven't even exercised this week, goodness."

"... Gabay. Ako si Gabay."

Despite the adrenaline and fear running in your veins, you still grinned up at the ball of light, "Okay. Nice to meet you, Gabay."

This was just the beginning of your supernatural combat training abroad. When you returned to the Philippines three years later, you were stronger, faster, and more powerful than you'd ever felt before. It was crazy.

Oh, that guy who tried to rob you when you came back to Manila was crazy, too. The two identical-looking men in dark suits and white ties—you wondered how they were surviving the heat in that attire—could only watch in awe as you chased down that man who stole your bag while doing acrobatics and parkour.

"Uy, Kuya Crispin, sino kaya 'yun?"

"Ewan ko, Basilio."

"... She's kind of pretty. Type ko. Type mo rin ata."

"The more important question is, paano niya na nahuli ang magnanakaw?"

"Oo nga, no? One in a million chance 'yan dito sa Maynila, haha! Ang astig ni ate!"

(Next Chapter.)

± Author's Notes ±

Ayieee, type daw tayo ng kambal! 😌

How the hell did I write this entirely random thing in one day? 2k+ words? Ano daw? 😃⁉️

You know, this was supposed to just be a Trese one-shot or a bunch of drabbles for the characters I'm currently simping for... but it turned into a full-blown, shameless self-insert slash crackfic. Kakacellphone ko 'yan. 🤦‍♀️

Nagresearch pa ako ng articles about Filipino skymaidens because I wanted something similiar to the Japanese celestial maidens (tennyo). Very random idea but why not? Gusto ko ng badass Y/N na hindi takot lumaban sa mga mumu! 👻

Also, pagbigyan niyo nalang ang matandang 'to kasi ilang taon na akong hindi nagpopost ng mga writings ko. May track record pa naman ako bilang author na hindi nagtatapos ng mga fanfic, hehe. I also haven't read the comics so please forgive me for any inaccuracies and of course, misspellings/errors. Gusto ko lang matapos 'to para makakabalik na ako sa Jujutsu Kaisen. 🥲😗

Anyways, comments and constructive criticism are welcome! Hit those heart, reblog, and follow buttons for updates! Just comment if you want to be tagged in the next chapters. ❤

[crispybasil]

Crazy Little Thing Called Love

crispin x reader

A/N: we need a petition to make more fics of the kambal thank you ✌️😎 also please enjoy ^^ (also this be my first smut pic soo) - ✨

contains: a shit ton of build up, friends to lovers, hair pulling, degradation, name calling, spanking, slight choking, blowjobs, fluff in the end, crispin being bb

word count: 2780

“Kuya!”

“Kuya Crispin!”

Groaning as he laid on the ground Crispin growled at his younger brother, “What do you want Basilio?”

“I have something for you! I bet it’ll make you feel better.” His younger twin chided at him, trying and failing to pull him up from the ground, “Come on Crispin I know you’ll like it!”

“Nothing will make me feel better after the dragon portal…” Crispin groaned as he shifted into a sitting position, “Ay Kuya you’re so weak, sorry y/n you’ll just have to come back another time I guess.” His twin teased.

Upon hearing her name Crispins eyes immediately shot open as he looked at Basilio who currently held a shit eating grin while standing next to y/n.

“Ay Basilio you’re so mean to your poor Kuya.” Y/n chided gently as she helped Crispin up, “Did you vomit from the dragon portal again?” She asked gently as she looked him over, “You seem fine now though, although a little bloody.”

“Crispin’s motion sickness gets the best of him again.” Basilio chuckled, “Good thing I brought the cure.”

“Huh, there’s a cure?” Y/n asked cluelessly as she looked at the younger kambal, “What is it?”

At this point Crispins face was practically burning from how hard he was blushing and quickly tried to diffuse the situation, “He’s just joking y/n, ignore him.” He said quickly before flashing the stink eye at his brother.

“Hmph.” Y/n huffed before gently resting her hand on his cheek, “You feel kind of hot now though is this some kind of side effect of the dragons blood?”

“N-no I’m fine!” Crispin uttered as he leaned into her hand, “Anyway we should go, it’s dangerous here and bossing is probably waiting for us.”

“Oh, okay. I’ll go on ahead then.” Y/n smiled at him one last time before walking off, probably towards where Alex was.

“My God Kuya I keep giving you these chances and what do you do? ’N-no I’m fine!’ Haha!” Basilio laughed at his older brother who was still blushing from everything that just happened, “Come on y/n’s a nice girl you should just go for it, if not maybe I will–”

Crispin immediately glared at Basilio and growled out, “If you dare even try you’ll regret being my brother.”

“Psh, ok ok gets ko na Kuya.” Basilio laughed and patted him on the shoulder, “We’re kambal after all, I know my place. Pero ikaw naman, anong gagawin mo once she finds a different man, hah?”

“Ikaw…”

“Kidding kidding!” The younger kambal laughed once more, “Anyway let’s go find bossing, I’ll call shotgun in the car para you can sit next to her ok?”

“Fine.” Crispin mumbled, his face still slightly red.

“Good! Now tara, hanapin natin yung asawa mo!” With that Basilio took off running.

“BASILIO!!”

- timeskip -

“Basilio, what’s wrong with your brother?” Alexandra asked the younger kambal as she raised her eyebrow at the spectacle before her. Crispin who was usually the more put together out of the two appeared to be… Sulking? Which was a rare sight but Basilio knew exactly why.

“He saw some other guy talking to y/n earlier and now he’s all sad about it.” Basilio laughed, “I mean what else was she supposed to do Kuya? Stay single forever until you pulled your head out of your ass?”

“Basilio, it isn’t nice to kick somebody while they’re down.” Alexandra remarked.

“Don’t we do that everyday?” He retorted with a snort, “Besides we all know y/n likes you too Kuya so why don’t you just go for it?”

“For once Basilio is right.” Alex agreed, “What do you have to lose anyway?”

“Her.” Crispin responded flatly, “She looked really happy talking to that guy too…”

“She literally glows when she talks to you Crispin.” Basilio looked at his older brother and sighed, “Like seriously, only you. When I talk to her she looks at me like I’m a dead fish.”

“Well you are the dumber one.” Crispin mumbled, trying to rationalize his feelings.

“Look what if I just told her for you, here I’ll call her right now!” Basilio smirked and dialed y/n’s number on his phone, it rang a few times before she finally picked up, and to drive the point home he put the call on speakerphone. “Hey y/n how’s my favorite girl!”

“Fine, Basilio.” Y/n’s voice responded on the other end of the line, “Why the sudden call?”

Crispin looked up with wide eyes, this seriously can’t be happening. He looked towards Alex for help but she just shrugged with a smile as she walked out of the room, ‘Good luck.’ She mouthed to him as she closed the door.

“Oh c’mon! Am I not allowed to call my future in-law?” Crispin was about to retort but the younger kambal shushed him quickly, “Besides I need to talk to you about Kuya.”

“Crispin? Is something wrong with him?!” There was immediate worry in y/n’s tone which made Crispin blush a bit, well, so what if she cared about him? Isn’t it normal to care about your friends anyway?

Friend being the keyword here.

“No, no he’s fine. It’s just that he’s been feeling kinda bummed lately, I think it’s the aftermath from the dragon portal getting to his head y’know?” Basilio spared a quick glance at his Kuya before continuing, “Anyway you have a really good effect on him y’know, he gets all mushy and sentimental with you it’s so cute.”

“Bas–” Crispin tried to intervene but Basilio shoved his hand over his mouth.

“I don’t know what you’re implying here but I’ll drop by just in case, does he need any medicine?” Y/n asked as Crispin stared in horror.

“Nope, nope!” Basilio happily remarked, “All he needs is some tender love and care from his favorite girl.”

“Ugh, c’mon Basilio, you know he doesn’t like me that way…” Was it him or did she sound disappointed? “Anyway I’ll be there in five.”

“Oh you’ll see.” The two then hung up and Basilio looked at Crispin with a smug smirk on his face, “See Kuya, she totally likes you back.”

“She’s just naturally caring.” Crispin grumbled as he sat down on one of the nearby chairs.

“I don’t think she’d drop everything just to visit you if she only saw you as a friend you know.” Basilio sighed and looked at his older brother in the eye, “Kuya, alam mo naman that I’m shit at giving advice. Trust me na gusto ka niya para makapag-asawa na kayo. I want a sister-in-law and I also want to be best man, I look dashing in a suit don’t you think?”

“Ikaw talaga… Bwiset ka.” Crispin groaned as he leaned his head into his hands.

“You’ll thank me later Kuya!” Basilio chuckled happily until he heard a car park outside, “Ay shet, nandito na siya. Pretend to act sad to sell the act ok Crispin? I’ll go now!” And with that the younger kambal flew out of the room.

“That fucking–”

“Basilio? Crispin? Are you there?” Y/n’s voice sounded from the other side of the door as she gently knocked.

Rushing over to the door Crispin opened it and immediately blushed when he saw her face, damn I’m getting fucking weak, he thought to himself as he smiled down at the girl he liked, “H-hey y/n.”

“Oh! Crispin are you ok?” The girl immediately stepped inside and set her bag on the table, “You don’t feel sick do you? You were kinda feverish when we last saw each other.”

Y/n then rested her hands on his cheeks as she looked him over, “You seem a little warm, did the fever not fade away?”

If anything Crispin started blushing harder at her actions, when did she become so bold and when did he suddenly get used to her holding him? Not that he didn’t like the feeling but… “I feel fine y/n really. Basilio was just being, well, Basilio.” He tried to reassure her but she just pouted.

“Well yeah I can see that but still, he worries for you for a reason.” She stated matter-of-factly. “I worry for you too you know? Also I know it’s nighttime but maybe the Philippines is a little too hot to be wearing a suit everyday. Why aren’t you in pambahay yet?”

Crispin was about to stutter an answer, she admitted that she worried about him and that was enough for him to feel butterflies in his chest, as the humans would phrase it.

“Come on, at least take the jacket off.” The girl huffed as she unbuttoned his suit jacket and laid it on the table next to her bag, “The tie too Mister!”

He didn’t know what came over him but his demi-god side decided to take over, “Making me strip is a bit naughty isn’t it y/n?” He teased softly as he leaned closer towards her, making the girl blush and try to back away.

“W-what are you talking about? I’m just worried your body is overheating! T-that’s all!” She tried to deny it but her face almost rivaled Crispins. “Anyway what are you doing? B-back off will you!”

“Hmm… Don’t wanna~” Crispin smiled as he pressed closer to her, undoing his tie. “Isn’t this what you want? Look, I’m taking it off.” He made a languid display of pulling the tie off his neck, “I’ll even undo the shirt if that’s what you want y/n.” He licked his lips as he stared at the girl ravenously, with the hunger that was truly one of a demi-god.

“C-Crispin?” Y/n’s face was fully flushed as she tried to evade him but her back bumped into the table as his arms surrounded her on both sides, “T-there must be something really wrong with you, why are you acting like this?!”

There seemed to be genuine fear in her tone which immediately halted Crispins advances, he then gently laid his head by the crook of her neck and mumbled, “I-I really missed you. That’s all.”

Feeling his body relax y/n gently wrapped her arms around his neck, “Well I missed you too silly, so why are you so sad?”

Well, better now than never, “Who was the guy you were with yesterday? You were all smiley and giggly with him… I thought you were only like that with me?”

“Crispin bobo ka talaga.” Y/n laughed as she stroked the back of his head, “Pamangkin ko lang ‘yan, why would you be jealous of him anyway?”

“Cause I like you and want you to only be mine.” He mumbled as he felt one of her hands move to cup his face, “I really, really like you y/n.” The older kambal gently leaned into the hand that was cupping his cheek as he looked straight into her eyes.

“Crispin my God sana sinabi mo nalang.” Y/n smiled as she looked at him and gently pecked him on the lips, “All this time I was worrying about nothing you know! I love you too.” She giggled.

“Wow, I’m fucking stupid.” Crispin laughed as he leaned into Y/n and kissed her, “Not as dumb as Basilio though, right?” He looked at her hopefully which made her laugh even more.

“Crispin, no one is as dumb as Basilio.”

“Thank God…” Crispin moved his hands around y/n’s waist and pulled her into a tight hug.

“Do you still want me to unbutton your shirt?” Y/n asked teasingly as she ran her fingers over his chest, making his heart flutter a little bit.

“Trust me, I want you to do much more.”

“Oh? Well then… let’s do more~” Smirked, wrapping her arms around his neck and locked lips with him. He was quite surprised before leaning and kissing back, wrapping his arms around her waist, pulling her closer.

“Never knew you could be this… dirty…”

“Well my darling… I’m always full of surprises~”

He grinned, pulling her once again to a kiss, slipping his tongue in all of a sudden, essentially dominating her mouth and her whole body. Her body quivered a little as she gripped the table behind her as he started stripping her of her clothes.

“Fuck… Crispin…”

“Tsk tsk… never knew you had such a bad mouth…” He said, lightly biting her lip as he stepped away a little and started stripping himself, removing his shirt and pants. Leaving him only in his boxers. Y/n’s cheeks blushed rose red at the sight of this, feeling herself getting aroused.

“Oh and by the way… it’s Daddy… babygirl…~”

He whispered, lightly biting the shell of her ear. Feeling this she suddenly shivered as he started to strip her until she was in nothing but bra and panties.

“I won’t continue until you tell me to stop. Ok? Please let me know if I am making you uncomfortable.”

He said, getting a nod from her as she got on her knees and started palming him from his boxers, feeling his cock grow rapidly from her touch.

“My my… this is going to be fun~”

She smirked as she started removing his boxers, ready to start the fun for the night, but not without pulling a little trick up her sleeve. As the daughter of a sorcerer, she was able to manipulate the things around her, essentially teleporting them to his bedroom for a little more privacy.

“Holy shit… fuck your big…”

She said, watching his cock spring to life as she removed his boxers, which went down to his ankles. She then started stroking him off as she gave the tip a few kitty licks just to tease him.

“Y-Y/n… don’t… tease…”

“Awwww and why shouldn’t I?~”

She asked, all of sudden being greeted by Crispin gripping her hair as he began to mouth fuck her, y/n’a saliva becoming lube on his cock.

“Mmmm…~”

She moaned, sending vibrations onto his cock and his spine as she bobbed her head up and down his length, making him possibly even more horny than he was a few minutes ago. After a while he removed himself from her mouth before turning her chest to face the wall and her back to his chest.

“Now let’s have the real fun begin~”

He whispered, his voice sounded… deep… dominant… feral… and most certainly… god-like. Y/n heavily whimpered against his touch as Crispin snaked a hand onto her neck, lightly choking her.

“Fuck me please… Daddy…”

She begged, earning a chuckle from the demigod as he used his other hand to hold her in place as he shoved his cock into her needy cunt.

“See… I knew you could be such a needy… naughty slut for me… People around you think you’re this innocent girl who’s just friends with Alexandra Trese and the infamous Kambal… well now I know you’re little secret babygirl~”

He said, switching to pulling her hair instead on choking her, marking her neck and collarbone with hickeys galore. Lewd moans filled the room as Crispin’s pace began to fasten.

“Fuck. yes. Daddy! Mmm!! There!!”

“Oh? I guess I hit a certain spot~”

He said, thrusting in and out of her mercilessly as she became a moaning mess for him. Begging and pleading for him to fuck her harder and harder by the minute.

“Oh shit… I’m coming soon! You better take all of this… ok babygirl? Who does this cunt belong to?”

“You!! Only you Daddy! My body and cunt and everything belongs to you and you only!!”

She cried, slightly remembering that she placed a mute spell in his room so that no one could hear them. She felt dizzy, she felt so tired and exhausted, although she was quite happy it was going to be over soon.

“Oh fuck me too Daddy!!”

She cried, and with one last breath she came hard on his cock, with him soon following afterwards. She pants heavily as she fell onto his bed from exhaustion as Crispin kissed her forehead as he laid beside her as they both fell asleep on his bed.

- timeskip to the next morning -

“Heyyy how are the both of you??”

Basilio asked, standing in the doorway. Crispin was already up as he came out of the bathroom with a towel wrapped around his waist.

“Seems like both you had fun~ Especially Y/n~”

“Shut up!…”

“Hey… what’s going on…?”

Y/n asked, slowly waking up from her bed, covering her top half with the blanket as she sees Basilio.

“Oh hey Basilio… yeah… we had fun… hehe…”

“That’s good to hear~ Glad you’ll become my new sister-in-law soon~”

“Get out!!”

“Fine fine!”

“Yeah yeah I won’t mind!”

She giggled as Crispin came over and kissed her forehead as the sun rose up.