#villaneve smut

[aunt-booty]

I want to meet someone who will make me feel the same way I feel while reading fanfiction, fluffy one, with characters just loving and pinning for each other.

[drdesperatepigeon]

Sooo, i did my very thorough "research" on ao3 and i must conclude.... that it looks like choking not even a kink anymore it's part of the experience.

[missgatorteeth]

“She is jealous of Villanelle at times; Who never learned the expectations of people around her, whose personality is a raw reflection of her true self and all its messy untrimmed ends.

She’s angry for Villanelle all the time; Who never had anyone who cared enough to correct the little things. Her bad table manners, her odd habits, and her selfish sleeping positions.”

- The Weird and The Wonderful, Chapter 10.

Read it on Ao3.

[villanesus]

After a bit of a hiatus, back with another chapter. 🫣

Chapters: 15/? Fandom: Killing Eve (TV 2018), Killing Eve Rating: Explicit Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence Relationships: Eve Polastri/Villanelle | Oksana Astankova, Eve Polastri & Villanelle | Oksana Astankova, Eve Polastri/Niko Polastri Characters: Eve Polastri, Villanelle | Oksana Astankova, Niko Polastri, Bill Pargrave Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Student/Teacher, Vampire Villanelle | Oksana Astankova, Alternate Universe - Vampire, killing eve/twilight au nobody asked for, Masturbation, Infidelity Summary: Killing Eve/Twilight AU no one wanted. I let ChatGPT write the summary based on my outline. It is exactly as trashy as I had hoped: "In Forks, Washington, high school teacher Eve becomes infatuated with the mysterious Vasiliev-Martens family, particularly with the rebellious Villanelle. As she navigates the boundaries of mentorship and desire, Eve's obsession threatens to unravel her life and unearth dark secrets in the seemingly peaceful town."

[edgeplaymotif]

tagged by @shithitsmynipples !!

Gimme a line from your latest WIP or project that involves hands. (Search-find hand, hands, fingers, fingerpad, nails, wrist, palm, thumb, heel, lifelines etc)

ehehe villaneve smut <3

The blonde smiles and it’s beautiful and blinding. Eve feels a hand rest on her jaw and all of a sudden she’s being kissed. Her eyes slip shut instinctively. The hand on her jaw slides to the back of her neck and then, before she knows what’s even happening, she’s being grabbed by the hair and yanked back from the kiss.

“Are you sure you want our first time to be like this?” She asks teasingly, “Don’t you think you deserve a bit more romancing?”

“No,” a pause, and then, “you can romance me later. I need you to take me out of my head right now.”

Villanelle gives her one last tender kiss. She runs her hands over Eve’s shoulders, back, arms, until she’s relaxing into the touch. Only then, when she feels safe, do the hands find their way to her chest and shove. She makes an embarrassing noise as she falls back against the bed and Villanelle laughs coldly.

😵‍💫 lesbian hands lesbian hands lesbian hands lesbian hands 😵‍💫

tagging: @th3finalboy @visceravalentines @robinsnest2111 @blueberrypancakesworld + everyone who likes writing about hands!!

[dontsh0vethesun]

Requests information

I have started getting quite a few requests so I thought I’d make a little info post with guidelines etc (i would appreciate it if you could read this just so things are simpler for everyone :) )

Some general fic info: i try to write reader as ambiguous as possible, i.e no specifics on race or appearance; she/her is generally used but can be amended to gender neutral, unless stated otherwise there won’t be any specifics with regards to reader’s appearance but the age is always 18+

Fandoms I write for:

Marvel (any female character)

Criminal Minds (emily, jj, tara, penelope)

Abbott Elementary (melissa, ava)

Law and Order: SVU (olivia)

Supergirl (kara)

Killing Eve

Ted Lasso (rebecca)

What I write:

Reader insert fics with female characters, fem!reader, gn!reader

Pairings x reader ; poly ships

The only non reader insert ship I’m really interested in writing is Villaneve but I can write others based on individual requests

Smut

Fluff

Angst; hurt/comfort etc

Darkfics

Sub!reader (i don’t really like writing dom!reader but i might make some exceptions)

Specifics on content I will write:

Smut; kinks; daddy/mommy, dom/sub, blood, knife play, degradation, praise, CNC, humiliation, dacryphilia, slapping/marking/roughness etc, lactation, breeding… (there aren’t many i won’t write so chances are it’ll be okay, if it’s not i will say)

Angst; happy or no happy endings, death, mental health, vent fics etc (i can only truly write these from personal experience so if it is an issue i am not familiar with i likely won't do it justice)

Darkfics; kidnapping, spiking, torture, violence, murder, blood, dub con - non con is not off limits but it will be based on the specifics of a request etc

Pairings; i am comfortable writing things such as: stepcest, teacher/student, age gaps (all members would be 18+), power imbalances, pervy!characters, cheating fics etc

requests can be sent HERE or via dm

All i ask is that people are respectful and you allow time for me to fulfil requests. My ask box will be open always for anything at all, this just could mean that I will have a backlog of requests, i will complete them but I apologise if they take a while :)

[villanevehaus]

Oh my god, I can’t believe someone would be trying to rush TME Villaneve like HELLO the tension is *delicious* and the entire point of a slow burn!

These insane women have to WAIT, they’re just now opening up to each other and Villanelle is thoroughly lost in the sauce! Inhaling every tiny new act of vulnerability/intimacy like a starving beast is the best part!!!!!

I can’t wait to still be reading this by Halloween and losing my mind because they hugged or something.

EXACTLY exactly see thank you you get it. also like if you are commenting on ch 16 of a work that's tagged "slow burn" "like slow slow burn" and "eventual smut" then thats kind of on u for wanting it to be going faster like have u not been paying attention orrrr. villanelle is SO lost in the sauce like oughghg girl........

[eatingwhiterocks]

rule: tag 9 people you want to know better and/ or catch up with, then answer these questions below!

Thanks for the tag @bivampir !

Three ships: ummmm i don't really have much going on in this area but i guess hannigram(hannibal) trikey(gta v) and villaneve(killing eve)

Last song: Desire by Meg Myers

Currently reading: nothing right now but the last book I read was miscellaneous pirate smut

last movie: The Talented Mr. Ripley, which I didn't finish for some reason but i liked it

Craving: simosas, chicken peri-peri pie

Tagging (no pressure!) @giantrobocock @scp3999 and anyone who wants to, i don't know 9 people :/ this account is relatively new

[i-like-turkey]

Would you ever be up for doing a fic out of your canon including kinks you wouldn’t really expect in Kacy’s canon (degradation/more rough etc) or are you fairly set in your canon?

Uhhh....Hmm.....

I guess the answer is 'yes,' technically. Though degradation would be a no. Can't get that to work for Kacy and minimal interest in writing it. As opposed to Villaneve or Shoot where I could run wild with it. But rough stuff? Yeah. The real issue now, and why I've changed my profile to say that I'm not taking prompts, is that I have no time to write anything other than the projects that I'm already working on and really shouldn't be devoting mental energy to stuff that won't get written because of those massive projects that are on my plate.

Caveat here, Let it Snow has now become a distinct 'verse in my head. If and that's a big IF, I can find time to write dumb, cracky holiday themed fics, that would be the place to get into some of the kinkier stuff that I'd never write into my canon smut series or law school au.

[closeknitted]

me crying while reading villaneve smut? it’s more likely than you think

[onequeerhuman]

Hello/salut people of the internet!

(Apologies for how freakin long this post is 😭)

!! Fics cross-posted on ao3 under leonora_kin!!

Ahem, so, i disappeared off the face of the earth for two an a half years? Ish? Anyways i’m back now. So, here’s my re-introduction post for anyone who’s still here somehow, or for anyone new!

So, to the basics…Hi! I’m buggy, though you can call me pretty much anything you want, i don’t really care. This blog will be used for whatever shit posting i happen to partake in, but also other, more interesting, things! Moving on…I mostly use they/she pronouns, but once again, i dont really care. I’m super fucking gay and i like to draw. I’m also the most inconsistent person ever, so never trust if i say ill finish anything. Ever.

Anyways… I refuse to give details like where i live/ my age (this is the internet, ya’ll) but i will say that i speak english & french, i’m autistic and I’m studying biology and english. (How are those two related, you may ask? great question, no idea lmao)

Alr, now onto the fun stuff…

I write! (And draw) Lmao, inconsistently asf, but, yk… i both do it as a fun past time/hobby and as a personal outlet, in my very sparse free time, but if you have any reqs for or something, here’s my « rules » :

1. My content will be sapphic/queer- centric things.

2. I’ll write smut, (lemon),fluff, angst, xreader, x oc,etc etc. (I’ll only do smut for wlw/wlnb-g!p is fine though)

3. More on the topic of that, yes, i will indulge in some kinky shit- UNLESS!! Unless, it’s something i personally deem… either morally questionable or if it makes me uncomfortable (ex. Student/teacher or anything underaged, non-con, etc.) but you can always ask- i just wont write it if im uncomfy

4. I will also write for pretty much anyone! Just ask- as long as i’ve heard of the character i’ll try to do it (a few characters/ ships i enjoy writing for: any of Gwendoline christie’s characters, any of Charlize theron’s characters, any of Sarah paulson’s characters, emily prentiss (cm), willow (btvs), supercorp, villaneve (love them), avalance and loads more but ill stop now lol)

5. The last thing- i will also post random original stories at whim, so you’ve been warned if your randomly met with very… strange or random posts from me.

Alr- i think that’s about it! This’ll probably get updated over time but Thanks for being here! :)

[valfem]

i've loved you three summers now, honey

summary: villanelle and eve go on a group trip but have trouble keeping their hands off each other

rating: explicit (smut)

series: part 7 of safest haven

read it on AO3

[comfycomer]

I Do It Better (Villaneve Smut)

Got inspired looking at @villanelloni’s art

Eve was not sure how this had happened. How had she gotten to the hotel room? Why was she here with Villanelle? One minute they had been on a bus and next second she was being pinned against ugly crimson and orange wallpaper by Villanelle’s lean body and lips which were attached to her neck. 

Villanelle’s hands were wandering all over Eve’s body. It was as if they were trying to discover what piece of clothing they wanted to remove first.

Eve let out a low moan and her own hands slipped down to the assassin’s ass. Her grip on Villanelle there allowed her to pull the younger woman’s boy even closer against her own. She did it almost involuntarily. She desperately wanted, no, needed Villanelle’s body as closer to her as is could possibly get. What was she doing? Eve was so confused how all of this has transpired. But as soon as Villanelle’s full lips moved to her own, and confusion she had was stifled by the kiss. 

“I want you so badly,” grunted Villanelle against her lips. It was then that her fingers finally found the clothing she wished to remove first. Those long fingers played with the zipper on Eve’s jeans for a moment before finally yanking it down. 

This caused Eve to let out a small gasp as she felt Villanelle brush against the top of her panties with her hand. She wanted Villanelle to remove them. She needed Villanelle to have her way with her body. She wanted the assassin to have complete control. And thankfully Villanelle wanted the same thing. 

So with Eve’s pants half way down her ass, Villanelle’s hand dipped beneath her panties and between her legs. 

Both woman moaned loudly as two fingers entered Eve’s wetness. Villanelle’s fingers danced across the folds for a moment reveling in the softness of it all. Then she went all the way in, as deep as she could. 

Eve whimpered out a soft, “Vill,” as this happened. 

But the assassin didn’t respond. She was far too busy with her work. In and out she moved at an almost frantic pace, eagerly longing to give Eve release. 

Soon Eve was sinking down onto the younger woman’s fingers and palm. Her arms wrapped around Villanelle’s shoulders as she tried to steady herself. She could hardly control her own panting breathes as her legs began to tremble wildly. “Fuck.”

Villanelle smirked as Eve curse. She pressed their foreheads together so that the small beads of sweat that were appearing on both of them began to mingle. “Can he make you feel this good?” 

Eve knew Villanelle was referring to Niko. But how could she possibly think of him now? 

“Say it Eve,” insisted the younger woman. “Tell the truth.” 

“You- you know-.”

“I want to hear you say it.”

“It’s never been this good,” Eve finally admitted. 

Villanelle bit her lower lip and grinned in triumph. “Your pussy is mine now. Only I can fuck you like this.”

Eve leaned in and kissed Villanelle’s collar bone. “Anything you say,” she gasped. The pleasure she was feeling right now was absolutely overwhelming and Eve would never be able to get enough of it. “Vill, I’m- i’m gonna cum.” 

“Good baby. Just let go now.”

Then with a few more stroke of Villanelle’s fingers Eve was coming. Her insides gripped Villanelle’s fingers tightly as her walls began to shake along with her body. She almost fell as her legs gave way, but Villanelle held her up. “Holy shit,” she breathed as a whine escaped her lips. 

“Did you like that?”

Eve closed her eyes and leaned into the assassin’s shoulder and nodded. “Yes, oh god, yes.”

“Good, because that’s just the beginning.”

[wordsofsplendor]

There, Baby?

Oksana is going to be late, Eve knows. In the oddest, most joyous turn of events, that intolerable brat has become a doting girlfriend who's adopted the healthy habit of informing Eve when of her schedule, now that Carolyn is obviously trusting her with more work than ever before. She thrives on being needed and validated, the child that she is. Eve is not one to take Oksana's habitual devotion for granted. Domesticity is sacred for her, for the two of them. Oksana's sweet messages are almost tactile, their tenderness a reassuring reminder of what is now theirs. Not a single message gets deleted.

🚛😵👻👍🚛😵👻👍

Oksana is a delight when she's taken aback, Eve knows. In the oddest, most joyous turn of events, Eve has mastered the art of surprising Oksana. Her rewards came in various, glorious, glorious forms - the way Oksana's brows furrow as if she's trying to decide whether or not her mind is playing tricks on her; the little sound she makes, a gasp on the verge of becoming a scoff, with that full mouth slightly agape. It all amuses Eve to no end. Most importantly, it makes her smug. It feels almost as good as her tongue on me. Almost.

🚛😵👻👍 🚛😵👻👍

Oksana can be deathly quiet, Eve knows. She hears their front door when Oksana unlocks it nevertheless. She's deliberately quiet and Eve imagines every precise move as Oksana locks the door soon after. A cheetah retreating for the night. She hears the quiet, effortless footsteps as she makes it straight to their bedroom. Eve can feel Oksana's gaze on her but the game must continue. Another gasp on the verge of becoming a scoff, another reward to be reaped. Eve's eyes are closed, her breathing even. Oksana's bedtime routine is quick. She wants the closeness, Eve knows. Eve also knows she's in their bed, completely naked.

🚛😵👻👍 🚛😵👻👍

Oksana is taken aback, Eve knows. The gasp did become a scoff, albeing very quiet, a puff of warm air against Eve's shoulder. One reward is reaped. Many more to go. Oksana's hand explores the expanse of naked skin, looking for a piece of clothing, finding nothing. It travels from Eve's shoulder, down to her ribcage, then her stomach, and finally her hips. She giggles.

"You're not asleep," Oksana announces in a voice so quiet, it can almost be menancing. Only, it's gentle and soft, just like them and what they're building together. "Were you having fun without me, hm? How very rude," she taunts and it's so marvelous, Eve can come from that alone.

"Define fun," she responds in a whisper. Nothing loud can exist in their bedroom tonight. They're cocooned by the comfort of the hushed sounds only they can hear.

Oksana's hand is now circling one of Eve's nipples, palming her breast, rubbing. Her lips press the softest of kisses against Eve's shoulder, no tongue. Just the feel of skin touching, loving skin. The hand travels lower, her palm cupping Eve's ass, her fingers finding wet folds. She touches along them, feather-light touches becoming infuriating. Oksana's fingers play at Eve's opening, the tips of them going in, just enough to gather moisture, spreading it. Eve moves then, wanting every one of her rewards immediately. I've earned every single one.

Oksana's fingers find their way to Eve's clit and it makes her moan.

"There, baby?" Oksana has the tendency to whisper unnecessary questions, Eve knows.

Her moans always answer every one of them.

[savagesacrifices]

folklore

by Taylordswift on ao3

Chapter 6: a million little times

NSFW! NSFW! NSFW! (Basically a chapter of just smut).

Pairing: Eve/Villanelle

Rating: Explicit

Inspired by: folklore (2020) by Taylor Swift

Read ch. 6 here

Start from ch. 1 here

[manicpoetic]

“lay me down in sheets of linen”

Tags: for anon, this is just smut folx, villaneve, a little kinky

Their new cabin was comfortable, toasty, and quaint. Eve had been humming along to some song as she moved her clothes from their boxes to the dresser. She knelt down in front of it and made quick but tedious work of it.

Villanelle took up residence on the bed behind Eve, her back resting against the headrest. She enjoyed the view. Enjoyed what this had all meant. That soon they would have started their own cozy life in the Alaskan outback.

Woods flanked all sides of the house and it took at least a mile to find even a dirt road. Villanelle could already see it, teaching Eve how to hunt in their own backyard. Hunting everything from fish to bears. Eve had promised that in return she would teach Villanelle how to garden. Between that and the river that flowed half a mile from the house they were completely self-sustainable, there would be no need to ever go into town.

They’d be a family out here.

Eve’s humming grew louder and it pulled Villanelle from her reverie. She wasn’t sure how long Eve had been humming but it soon faded into singing. Her voice was soft, absent minded, but sweet. “Hold me closer tiny dancer, count the headlights on the highway.”

Her voice barely filled the room but it filled the chamber of Villanelle’s chest, thrumming along with the sound of her heart. Her eyes quickly trained onto the back of Eve’s head. She couldn’t move her eyes, her head, couldn’t blink, nor could she help the way her lips parted. “Lay me down in sheets of linen, you had a busy day today.” Eve drew the last syllable out and Villanelle drank in the sound, electricity shooting through her veins.

Eve faded off and Villanelle pulled herself off the bed, kneeling down besides Eve. She felt an insatiable craving, her gut filled with hunger. “Do that again.”

Eve let her hands rest in her lap, still gripping onto a folded shirt. “Huh?”

“Do that again.” Villanelle emphasized her repetition with a curt nod.

“What again?”

“The singing.”

“Oh,” Eve nodded, face softening, “I was singing wasn’t I?” She gave a tiny shrug and looked back down to the shirt in her hand.

“Do that again.”

“Someone’s demanding.” Eve raised her eyebrows, eyes locking onto Eve’s. “Blue jean baby, LA lady.” Her voice was even quieter than before, unsteady, but it carried a weight that Villanelle couldn’t help but lean in to.

There was an unspoken energy about this, Villanelle, soft-faced, completely enraptured and Eve just singing. Tension filled the space like gravity pulling at their forms until they were nose to nose. “Seamstress for the band.” A shiver ran down Villanelle’s spine. “Pretty eyed. Pirate smile, you’ll marry a music man.”

“Ballerina, you must’ve seen her, dancing in the sand.” Eve’s voice was slowing down, getting lost in the moment as if it were honey, “Now she’s in me, always will be, tiny dancer in my hand.”

Their noses were touching by now and Villanelle’s eyes dipped down to Eve’s lips. Soon enough, lips were on lips, clashing with fever. Eve’s hand clutched at the lapels of Villanelle’s blazer and Villanelle’s hands got lost in Eve’s hair.

Eve unfurled her hands from Villanelle’s blazer, trailing them up and down her sides before grabbing at her tie and pulling her closer. Villanelle broke the kiss and straddled Eve’s thighs.

Eve kissed Villanelle’s neck, sucking at the skin there to make sure it turned dark. Villanelle groaned at the sensation and palmed Eve’s right breast through her shirt and Eve moaned. “God. Babe.”

“Yeah?” Villanelle’s hand fell from Eve’s chest and ran it under her shirt, grouping at her breast again.

“Shit.” Eve’s head fell forward and rested against Villanelle’s shoulder while Villanelle found and tweaked a nipple. A moan spilled from her mouth and it sounded perfect. She touched and pulled at it until it was pebbled beneath her finger and pulled away from Eve.

Eve couldn’t help the disappointment that groaned from her throat, low and desperate. Villanelle found the hem of Eve’s shirt and pulled it off in one move, making quick work of her bra too. And just like that Eve’s chest was bare to the world.

Villanelle left soft kisses on the newly exposed skin, this flesh was so soft, so beautiful, so perfect, and Villanelle loved them. She wished to catalog every single inch of Eve’s body but when Villanelle rested a hand on the top of Eve’s thigh Eve rocked her hips.

“So needy.”

“Shut-” Villanelle cut off Eve’s demand when she drew in Eve’s right nipple while twisting the other between a finger and thumb. Eve whined. Villanelle sucked before swirling her tongue around the areola. She licked the peak and then scraped her teeth over it. Eve’s back arched into the touch as a throaty groan ripped from her filling the room.

Villanelle pulled away. “Bed.”

Eve followed Villanelle’s direction quickly, scrambling up to make her way to the bed. Before sitting down she reached a hand to her trousers but caught Villanelle’s eye. Villanelle shook her head and Eve laid down onto the bed, resting back onto her hands.

Villanelle drew closer until she was directly in Eve’s line of sigh. She ran her hands over her sides before dragging her blazer from her body. She draped it over a nearby chair and let her hands trail to her tie. With deft, crawling fingers she unworked the knot and let the strip of fabric lay across the corner of the bed.

She placed a hand at the top-most button, working it, tauntingly, from it’s hole. She moved slowly, dragging this torture out.

“Villanelle.” Eve’s voice had a desperate bite to it that sent heat pooling straight to her core but Villanelle refused to show her cards, still moving as slow as she could manage. When Villanelle didn’t move any faster Eve pressed her thighs together and rocked her hips.

Villanelle returned in kind by working to button each one she had previously undone, a smirk so prominent on her face.

“Okay.” Eve held out her hand, an apology of sorts, as she spread her legs apart for Villanelle. Villanelle got back to work on unbuttoning the shirt.

Time dragged on slowly for Eve but she sighed as soon as Villanelle pulled the shirt off. Letting it float to the ground.

She moved forward until her knees hit the edge of the bed and wrapped her hands around Eve’s ankles to the edge of the bed until her knees bracketed Villanelle.

Villanelle left feather light touches just above Eve’s waistband and she squirmed. Her hands left and Eve bit her lip to hold back a whine. Villanelle pinched both of Eve’s nipples smiling at the way Eve whined. Her hands went to the belt at her waist and made quick work of it. She let it fall to the floor and unbuttoned and unzipped her trousers, letting them fall down her legs.

Eve’s eyes raked up and down Villanelle’s thighs and she rocked her hips forward, crotches bumping into each other clumsily, pleasurably. Eve moaned at the contact.

“Villanelle.” Eve’s voice had risen in pitch and it set Villanelle’s gut aflame.

She leaned over Eve’s form, pressing a sweet kiss to her lips before her hand worked Eve’s trousers off. She leaned back and pulled them off Eve quickly. Her underwear followed afterwards.

She leaned back down and kissed her again, lips softly dancing against lips, something so sweet contrasted with the teasing touches Villanelle left on Eve’s thighs. Eve’s hips canted upwards and Villanelle’s right hand pushed Eve back into the mattress.

“Villanelle.”

That’s all Eve could say. She wouldn’t ask, wouldn’t beg. It would take a long time for her desire to beat her pride. Villanelle was going to break that determination.

Villanelle leaned down and stole another kiss, lips melting together while Villanelle’s hand drifted lower and lower until it could run a teasing finger of Eve’s labia. Eve squirmed and shifted her hips in an attempt to push Villanelle’s finger deeper but Villanelle just whisked her hand away.

“Villanelle.” Her voice was breathy, weak, and hot against Villanelle’s mouth and Villanelle just smirked.

Villanelle sat up and moved back to straddle Eve’s thigh, careful as to not put pressure on Eve’s crotch. “I don’t want you to talk unless it’s to beg.” Villanelle reached behind her for the tie. She kept eye contact as she balled it up. Then she tapped Eve’s bottom lip, “Open.”

Eve grunted but her mouth fell open anyway, a bittersweet welcome to the fabric that was comfortably stuffed in her mouth. Eve glared Villanelle down.

“Is this okay?” Eve softened her face and nodded. “Good. If you need me to stop for any reason, tap me once on the thigh--one tap and I will stop. Okay?” Villanelle’s face had softened, her voice so cautious around the edges. Eve nodded, “Tap my thigh twice when you’re ready to talk. Okay?” Eve nodded once more.

Villanelle leaned down, hands on either side of Eve’s head, and started a sweet trail from Eve’s bottom lip--which she sucked into her mouth--to to soft flesh beneath her jaw. He tongue swirled along the skin, thoroughly mapping it.

Eve tasted like a goddamned prayer, like some cleansing, holy light and Villanelle basked in it. Villanelle wasn’t convinced there was a god out there but, damn, Eve was the only faith she needed to stay grounded.

Villanelle pressed her knee up against Eve’s burning core. Eve’s arousal was prominent enough to cause more heat to pool between Villanelle’s thighs, enough to linger on her skin when she dragged her leg away, a temptation, a promise, of what was to come if she would just give in.

Eve’s hips followed after the knee but Villanelle pushed her hip back down. She sat up again, eyes dragging over Eve’s form, “I love this. Just being able to touch,” She ran a crooked finger down the side of Eve’s cheek, “You do not know how beautiful you are, Eve.” Eve leaned into the soft touch and it was gone.

Eve’s jaw tightened around the tie before her hand found Villanelle’s. She entwined their fingers together.

Villanelle kept their hands together, eyes boring into each other as she leaned down. Eventually their eyes broke contact and Villanelle wrapped her lips around a nipple, sucking on it. Biting it. She pinched the other between thumb and forefinger.

Something muffled erupted from Eve’s throat and Villanelle stopped, expecting Eve to give in, but she didn’t. She leaned down again and got to work teasing each nipple.

Eve canted her hips up, her eyes screwed shut, chest heaving. Villanelle solved this problem by hooking her ankles around Eve’s thigh to effectively pin them. Eve whined.

Villanelle pulled off of Eve’s breast with an obscene pop and looked at Eve, eyebrow cocked. “If you’re that desperate.” Villanelle paused to run a hand through Eve’s folds slowly, lightly, “Beg me.” She pulled them back dripping and made a big scene of licking Eve’s arousal from her fingers.

Another muffled moan broke through, barely, but she shook her head. Villanelle shrugged. And leaned down to place yet another kiss on Eve’s throat, pausing to whisper against the skin in a husky voice, “You’re so hot when you’re being denied.” Eve’s head was thrown back, exposing more of her neck to Villanelle.

Villanelle sucked and nipped at the skin, leaving sloppy, wet kisses that drew soft, barely audible sighs from Eve’s mouth until she was out of breath. She leaned back and studied Eve again.

Her thighs were catching the light from where her slick had covered it. Her nipples were stiff, pebbled, probably so tight from the attention they had been given. Her chest was flushed. Her neck was glistening where Villanelle’s saliva was. Her cheeks tinted, lips swollen and open around her black tie. And her hair, a disheveled halo, a testament to the divine debauchery that was Eve.

 Villanelle carded her hand through Eve’s hair, one hand following after another. “God,” She sighed, continuing to run her hand through her hair. “I love this.” She stopped her movements, grasping the hair and staring at it as it bunched up in her hand. She experimented with a light tug to the hair before really giving it a hard pull and another moan was muffled before it could even leave Eve’s mouth.

Villanelle smiled at the reaction and then moved forward just a fraction so that her weight was sitting on Eve’s core, not in a way that would derive any pleasure just tease. Eve tried to roll her hips but it didn’t help and she gave in. She tapped Villanelle’s left thigh twice and Villanelle gave her a judgemental look.

“Are you really giving up?” Eve hesitated on this but tapped Villanelle’s thigh twice again. Villanelle mouthed ‘okay’ as her hand sauntered from the bed, over her waist, up her chest, and, finally, to the tie that sat in Eve’s mouth.

She pulled it out slowly.

“I hate you.” Eve’s voice carried no conviction.

“If that’s how you’re going to act I’m just going to put the tie back in.”

“Okay, okay,” Shot out of her mouth. “Please.”

“‘Please’ what?”

“I need you.”

Villanelle narrowed her eyes in mock confusion, “-To do what?”

“Fuck me,” Eve was practically growling at this point, “God damn it, Villanelle, fuck me.”

“That’s all you needed to say.” Villanelle quickly moved down Eve’s body, spreading her legs once she got there, and nestled between them. She ran one finger quickly through her folds before leaning forward and tasting her. Her tongue ran from Eve’s entrance to clit and Villanelle just sighed at the taste.

Eve let out a throaty, loud moan and it filled the room. Her hand found the back of Villanelle’s head, holding her there as Villanelle wrapped her lips around Eve’s clit and sucked hard. Some high pitched whine careened out of her.

She stopped sucking and began to lick at her in repetitive motions that made Eve’s legs tremble, made her stomach tense, made moans spill from her lips continually, repeatedly.

“More.” Her voice was hoarse.

Villanelle responded by thrusting a finger into Eve. She was already so wet that her second finger joined the first easily.

“Villanelle.” Her voice was a deep moan.

Villanelle continued to work against her clit while keeping her fingers pumping in and out, curling upwards at the last second to bring Villanelle’s name out of Eve’s throat with each moan, and soon enough she was clenching down on those fingers.

She became louder, more dazed as the precipice of her ecstasy drew near. At this point she couldn’t keep saying ‘Villanelle’ and was now only getting through the first syllable before she moaned again, ‘Vil’ left on repeat. As her thighs began to jerk and she had to press them into the bed to stop them accidentally kicking Villanelle

One more swipe of Villanelle’s tongue and Eve became tense, moaning louder than she had before, hand tightening in Villanelle’s hair. She came all over Villanelle’s face, her slick coating Villanelle’s chin when she finally pulled away from Eve’s vulva.

A soft moan fell from Eve as the chill of the room greeted her burning core.

Villanelle took in a deep breath, chest expanding and collapsing rapidly, and wiped her chin with the back of her forearm. Then she fell onto the bed next to Eve.

Villanelle’s hand rested in the space between them and Eve found it without looking, fingers instinctively linking together.

They stayed there like that until Eve caught her breath. She squeezed Villanelle’s hand, turned to give her a quick kiss, before sitting up and maneuvering herself to straddle Villanelle. “Your turn.” The smile on Eve’s face was pleased, smug.

“Eve.” Eve knew that patronising tone all too well, “You really can’t be strong enough to continue after that. It’s okay, I get it, I’m just too good.”

“You’re a prick, you know that?” Eve grabbed Villanelle’s wrists and pinned them to the mattress next to her head and dipped down to leave soft kisses along Villanelle’s neck, “So cocky.” She nipped at the flesh there. “You know what I think?” Eve moved up to suck Villanelle’s earlobe into her mouth, teeth dragging over the skin as she moved away again. A sigh from Villanelle caressed the room. She hoped that Eve couldn’t hear it but she wasn’t that lucky. “You’re so desperate. So needy.” Eve raised her knee to Villanelle’s crotch and Villanelle’s hips rolled and then Eve’s knee was gone.

“I’m not.” Villanelle looked strong but her voice was so… meek it betrayed her and Eve couldn’t help the smirk that crossed her face.

“Yeah?”

“Yeah.”

“Okay.” Eve pushed herself up from the bed, she crossed her arms at the disappointed, flushed face in front of her. “I’m going to go take a shower. Don’t touch yourself while I’m gone. Shouldn’t be a problem if you’re not desperate.”