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Kitten

Media - Morbius Character - Lucien Crown (Post Cure/Vampire) Couple - Lucien Milo X Reader Reader - y/n (Maid) Rating - 18 + (biting/ semi noncon/ non con/ fingering/ eating out/ raw sex/ pinv/ bj/ hair pulling/ nipple play) Word Count - 1146

Lucien returned after another feast on the streets, having gotten enough blood to sustain his hunger for another few days or so. He walked through his house looking for the one little maid he wanted to see. "Y/n? Y/n my cute little kitten? Where are you?" He called

Lucien searched the house but soon found her

Y/n stood in the kitchen washing dishes hoping she could hide from her vampiric boss, but as usual, he found her. Shivering as she heard his voice. She wore only the new uniform Lucien had insisted on, consisting of some thigh-high socks, a maid apron with a bow at the back. And a matching bow in her hair and Nothing else. no dress. No bra. No panties.

“Ah there you are!” Lucien grinned as he walked into the kitchen, he leaned against the counter, admiring the view of Y/n's pert bare ass.“Mmm, something smells delicious.” Lucien's eyes roamed over Y/n's scantily-clad figure, “You look lovely as always, my dear.” He moved close pressing his chest against her back to whisper in her ear, His voice low and sultry, full of lustful intent.

Y/n shivered as his hands began to roam her apron. Gasping as he purposely brushed against her nipple hardening it more making the nipple obvious through her apron "H- how was it... Master...." She trembled knowing he too hard forced her to call him that since his change.

Lucien grinned wickedly as he felt Y/n's nipple harden beneath his touch. “it was... delightful.” He whispered huskily, “But nothing compares to coming home to you.” His hands roamed over her hips, gripping tightly as he pulled her closer. “I've been thinking about you” Lucien purred, his lips brushing against the nape of her neck. “Wandering what I'd do to you when I got you alone.”

"master I - I need to -" she began as she felt Lucien slipping his hand between her legs, "master!" She whined

Lucien's fingers grazed her slick folds, parting them to stroke her clit. “Mmm, so wet for me already,” He groaned, loving how she responded to his touch. “But I need you now,” Lucien growled, spinning Y/n around to crush his lips against hers in a searing kiss, lifting her onto the counter and spreading her thighs wide.

Y/n gasped but she knew she couldn't protest or he’d just bite her and kill her,

Lucien grinned wickedly as he knelt before Y/n, spreading her thighs wide.“Such a pretty little pussy,”He purred, leaning in to press a soft kiss to her sensitive flesh. Then he parted her lips with his fingers, exposing her throbbing clit. “Mmm, look at you,” Lucien groaned, admiring the glistening pearl before him. “Ready for your master's touch?” He asked teasingly, swirling his tongue around her clit.

"master, please... You made me cum four times this morning… please have mercy on your kitten." She whimpers

Lucien chuckled darkly, the sound vibrating against Y/n's sensitive flesh. “Mercy?” He teased, blowing a cool breath across her throbbing clit. “Who am I, little kitten?” Lucien asked huskily, licking up her slit from bottom to top.

"My m-master!" She moaned

“Good girl,” Lucien praised, thrusting two fingers inside her dripping heat. “Now cum for me again, or I’ll bite your pretty little neck.” He demanded, pumping his fingers in and out at a punishing pace. Lucien curled his fingers, finding that special spot deep inside her pussy that made Y/n see stars.

“Mmm, yes master!” She cried out, her walls clamping down around his fingers as she came undone in his hands.

Lucien slowly withdrew his fingers from Y/n's quivering pussy, bringing them to his lips. “Delicious,” He growled, sucking her juices off his fingers with relish. Then he stood to his full height, towering over the dazed woman on the counter. "such a pretty kitten... Now ... Tell me little kitten. Did you have any fun while I was out?" He asked her

Y/n denied it immediately,

Lucien raised an eyebrow, a smirk playing on his lips. “No fun while I was gone?” He asked disbelievingly, trailing a finger down her throat. “Did my little kitten miss me?” Lucien teased, palming her breast and giving the nipple a firm pinch.

"yes, master!"

“Good girl,” Lucien praised, giving her nipple a tug before moving to the other one. “Now be a good kitten and suck your master's cock,” He demanded huskily, undoing his pants and pulling out his rock-hard cock.

Y/n didn't even have a chance to speak as Lucien pulled her hair and forced her to her knees. She swallowed slowly before she began to work tenderly at first,

Lucien groaned as Y/n's warm, wet mouth enveloped his throbbing cock. “Fuck yes,” He growled, thrusting gently into her warm mouth. Lucien threaded his fingers through her hair, guiding the pace as she began to bob her head up and down on his shaft, taking him deeper with each pass.

she had no choice in pace as Lucien forced her head to do as he pleased. Moaning on his cock as she protests but he ignores her. Y/n knows she can't say no and Lucien will make her even if she doesnt so she slips her hands down onto the kitchen floor and up her inner thigh to rub her clit while she sucks atleast to try and enjoy herself, and to prepare her body for the sex she knew was coming,

Lucien's eyes rolled back in his head as Y/n's tongue swirled around the sensitive head of his cock, her fingers rubbing her clit in time with the bobbing of her head. “Fuck little kitten,” He grunted, fucking her face harder now, ignoring her muffled protests.

Y/n moaned around his dick, the vibrations sending shivers up his spine.

“Fuck, you're going to make me cum,” He warned, pulling out of her mouth with a pop and lifting her to her feet by her hair. “Not like this,” Lucien growled, flipping her over onto all fours on the kitchen floor and thrusting deep into her pussy from behind.

Y/n screamed as even her touching hadn’t lubricated enough for him to thrust so hard and fast completely raw,

“Shhh,”Lucien hissed, covering her mouth with his hand as he pounded into her hard from behind.

Y/n cried out against his palm, but the muffled sounds were much quieter than before.

Lucien reached around and began to rub her clit in time with his thrusts, feeling her pussy clenching and unclenching around his cock. “Cum for me, little kitten,” He demanded roughly, thumbing her clit harder and faster until she could take no more.

With a scream muffled by Lucien's hand, Y/n came hard, her pussy milking Lucien's cock as he continued to thrust into her.

At the feel of her tightening around him, Lucien let go, roaring in ecstasy as he filled her with his cum. “Humm good little kitten… good girl.” he cooed petting her hair, “Upstairs. Go lay in my bed and take that apon off.”

“...yes master.” She nodded sheepishly, 

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Hello Darling

Media - House Of The Dragon Character - Davos Blackwood Couple - Davos X Reader Reader - Lady Lillian Bracken (Aeron's Sister) Rating - 18 + nudity / forced orgasm/ fingering/ choking/ seminoncon/ pinv/ raw sex/ squirting/ nipple play Word Count - 1598

Davos had waited, making sure all those of importance were tight in their beds. He waited until the guards at the gates changed and took the time to sneak out of the castle of RavenTree Hall into the deep dead of night, taking only his sword and thick coat. He knew the path better than he knew himself but even he walked it without fully walking it, not wanting the grass and plant life to reveal how often heavy boots had abused this trail. He made his path all the way to Stonehenge making sure to sneak his way to the window he so adored.

Davos peeked inside seeing the cute little bedroom. The firelight crackled away in the corner. The bracken girl Lillian, was exhausted as she moved across her room, unlacing and tossing her clothes from the dress to reveal her body item by item.

Davos softly groaned pressing himself close to the window but not enough his breath would steam it. Davos's eyes widened slightly as he watched Lillian his gaze lingering on the sight of her body being exposed more and more.

Lillian unlaced her gown, worked off her corset, tossed aside her underdress and slip leaving her naked beside her warm fire.

“Mmm, you look so tranquil,” he whispered to himself, his voice barely audible over the sound of crickets chirping in the distance. His eyes remained fixed on Lillian's bedroom window, drinking in every detail of the scene unfolding before him.

Lillian yawned and pulled on a small nightgown before she laid down in her bed wrapping herself up and very quickly falling into the grip of sleep.

He felt a pang of desire, his thoughts turning to the possibility of sneaking into her room and joining her. He waited until he knew she was deep asleep, then pushed open the window and snuck himself inside. He made sure to toss his cloak as he went over kneeling on her bed as he looked down at her,

Lillian's chest rose and fell with each gentle breath, her face relaxed in a peaceful slumber.

Davos's eyes roamed over her features, taking in the soft curve of her lips and the delicate shape of her nose. He leaned forward, his face inches from hers, his warm breath caressing her skin. “You look so beautiful when you sleep,” he whispered, his voice barely audible over the sound of his own heartbeat. his eyes trailed down to her bare thighs, how high the nightgown sat on her legs.

Davos's gaze lingered on the subtle rise of Lillian's nipples, his eyes burning with desire as he took in the sight. He felt a surge of excitement course through his veins, his hands reaching out to gently brush against her thighs. “you’re so sensitive,” he whispered, his fingers trailing up the length of her leg. His touch was light, almost tentative, but it spoke volumes about the hunger that burned within him. He leaned in closer, his lips brushing against her earlobe. He leaned down even more and kissed her neck slowly and tenderly as he pushed up her gown to her stomach revealing her bare pussy. He smirked slowly sliding his hands to her knees and gently pushing her legs apart.

Lillian squirmed still too deep in sleep to wake up, unaware of what Davos was doing to her,

Davos smirked and slid his hand up to circle her clit, his fingers continued their gentle dance, teasing Lillian's clit with precision and care. He felt her body tense, her muscles contracting as she responded to his touch, even in her sleep. His smirk grew wider as he watched her react, his thumb circling her pussy before dipping inside. “Oh yeah, you're so wet for me,” he whispered, his voice filled with satisfaction as he slid a finger deeper into her pussy. He pumped his hand slowly, feeling her walls clench around him in response.

she softly moaned as if in protest but she was too sleepy to know if she was imagining this or not,

Davos's eyes locked onto Lillian's face, his gaze drinking in the subtle movement of her lips as she moaned. He felt a rush of excitement at the sound, his fingers moving faster as he teased her clit. “It's okay, baby,” he whispered, his voice low and soothing, “just relax and let me take care of you.” As he spoke, he added another finger to her pussy, stretching her wide as he pumped them in and out of her.

Her moans grew louder, more insistent, but she still didn't stir, lost in a dream world of pleasure.

Davos's fingers worked her pussy with a slow, deliberate rhythm, drawing out the tension within her. Her moans grew more urgent, her body arching towards him as if seeking release. “I've got you,” he whispered, his voice a low promise of pleasure, “let go and cum for me.” With a final, decisive thrust, he sent her tumbling over the edge, her body convulsing in a wave of orgasmic pleasure.

she screamed out feeling pleasure rip through her exhausted body. She opened her eyes halfway unable to really wake up so tired and so exhausted that all she could do to fight him off was loosely bat at his arms,

But Davos was determined to continue to finger her hard and fast, his other hand yanked the gown from her neck grabbing her breast to fondle her before gripping her neck to keep her down and keep her from calling out,

Lillian's half-open eyes fluttered closed again as she succumbed to the waves of pleasure still crashing through her body.

Davos's fingers continued to pummel her pussy, his grip on her breast tightening as he squeezed and kneaded her flesh. “Mmm, yeah,” he muttered, his voice low and husky, “you're so beautiful,” His other hand released its hold on her neck, instead sliding down to cup her ass, lifting her hips off the bed as he plunged his fingers deeper into her pussy. Davos's fingers drove deeper, harder, his grip on her breast tightening as he rode the crest of her orgasm.

Lillian's body thrashed beneath him, as she surrendered to the pleasure.

As he reached the peak of her climax, Davos slowed his pace, letting her ride out the waves of sensation. His fingers stilled inside her, and for a moment, they lay there, panting in unison. Then, with a sudden movement, Davos withdrew his hands, “Humm hello darling,”

“H-hello Davos…” She blushed hard her voice shivering,

“Miss me?” he growled, “Cause I missed you.”

she softly nodded still deeply exhausted

Davos smirked grabbing her ankles and putting them on his shoulders, “What a good girl, now you know the rules. You don’t scream, you don’t call out, and I make you cum. Deal?”

She nodded with a soft gulp even if she was well used to this by now.

Davos undid his birches and dropped them to the floor, revealing his erection, which sprang free from its confines. He stroked himself once, twice, before guiding himself to Lillian's entrance. With a smooth motion, he pushed inside her, filling her completely.

Lillian gasped, her body tensing in response to the sudden invasion gripping her sheets and biting her lip,

Davos's hips began to move, his strokes long and slow as he worked himself deeper into Lillian's body.

She felt a mix of sensations pleasure, discomfort, and a hint of fear but Davos's steady rhythm soon had her relaxing, her muscles releasing their tension as she let him take her as he had so many nights before,

As he pounded into her, Davos leaned forward, his chest pressing against hers.

His mouth descended upon hers, claiming her lips in a fierce kiss.

Lillian's eyes fluttered closed, her mind reeling from the onslaught of sensations.

He pulled back, his breathing ragged as he gazed down at Lillian's face. A cruel smile spread across his features, and he reached between them to tease her clit.

Lillian squealed,

But Davos grabbed her neck to silence her as he pounded harder and deeper into her,

Lillian gripped her sheets and arched her back high as she reached another orgasm squirting across her bed and Davos’ cock.

He groaned hard pounding hard and fast into her cunts tightness before he threw his head back and buried his seed inside her, “Fuck…” He gasped, looking down at her sweaty used body, “How the hell did a bracken get such a good cunt, darling?”

“How did a blackwood get such a good cock?” she fired back,

“Humm… don’t push me.” He reminded her as he pulled out, Davos quickly redressed and pulled Lillian in for a hot and sloppy kiss grabbing her breast to twist and pull on her nipple before, as the kiss deepened he probed her with his tongue his hand slipping down to force three fingers inside her rubbing her clit with his thumb and fingering her with speed,

Lillian moaned into the kiss, her hips arching up in desperation, but as soon as she got soaked he pulled his fingers away,

Davos licked them clean and slapped her pussy, “I’ll be back tomorrow night and this time I want you naked when I get here.” He growled,

“Yes, Davos.” She nodded sheepishly,

“And you know the rules, no touching.”

“But I-” she whined,

“I know you want to, but this belongs to me.” He told her stroking her clit, “and if I leave you all desperate you’ll be begging for me tomorrow night.” He smirked, “No touching your cunt darling.” He said slapping her pussy again, “Until tomorrow Lillian.” He cooed climbing back out her window and sneaking his way home to Raventree Hall. 

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Luke Darling P3

Media - House Of The Dragon Character - Lucerys Velaryon Couple - Lucerys X Reader (Targaryenisum) Reader - Y/n (Rhaynera's Daughter) Rating - 18+ kissing/ make outs/ nudity/ grinding/ breast play/ groping/ nipple play/ nipple sucking/ Word Count - 1372 Requested - daemonsthrone asked: Pt. 3 please 🙏🏻😭

Late that night Y/n heads through the castle tunnels once more dressed in her prettiest red gown with two high slits in the skirt and a low neckline almost to her stomach. She walked through the tunnels until she reached the little grate. She peeked inside seeing the chamber locked up and set up all cosy and comfy with candles and wine. Lucerys sitting on his bed all dressed nicely for their visit tonight fixing his hair and clothes out of nervousness. Y/n chuckled and made her way out of the tunnels and to his chamber door.

Y/n knocked firmly on the door immediately hearing Lucerys bolt up from his bed and open the door,

Lucerys leant shyly on the door frame trying to look all suave and sexy with a wide excited smile, "Hi."

"Hi. Luke Darling." she cooed back, "You going to let me in or just leave me out here all night?"

"In. Definitely In." He nodded taking her hand and all but dragging her inside and shutting the door behind them, He ushered her to the bed quickly sitting on the edge with her almost bouncing with excitement to continue their fun from the carriage ride. He grabbed her waist and kissed her lips hard slipping his tongue past her lips to make out with her fueled by pure lust and desperation,

Y/n noticed his eagerness of course so she pulled back and chuckled stroking his hair a little and running her index finger down his nose, "You sure you want this Luke darling?"

"I'm sure." he nodded grabbing her ass to push her closer against him, "Oohh gods-" his eyes rolled back a little,

"You really are excited aren't you?"

"You have no idea." He gasped shifting his hips against her letting her feel how hard he was,

"Hummm lady Rhena not giving you enough attention," she cooed,

"Actually we uhh…" He blushed,

"Oh?"

"We haven't ever,"

"No?"

"No." he nodded,

"Really?" she chuckled, "Don't betrothals usually snuggle and share more than little kisses during their courtship,"

"Usually," he chuckled, "Jacaerys and Beala certainly do."

"You hear them too?"

"The whole castle hears them!" he laughed, "But we don't,"

"Have you two not?"

"No, she uhhh she has suggested such things but… I uhh…" He blushed, "I've been too nervous,"

"Awww you poor thing," She cooed peppering his face with little kisses to make him blush harder, "It's okay, everyone gets nervous Luke,"

"They do?"

"Of course they do," she cooed, "But… how about you get a little practice?"

"On… on you?"

"Mhm,"

"Yes!" he yelped, "Yes… yes please Y/n… please… please!" He whined, feeling his cock throbbing in is breeches,

She laughed, leaning back on the bed, "Aww of course, so? What do you want to practice first?"

"…Ummmm…" He bit his lip hard as he whimpered his eyes squarely on her breasts,

"These?" Y/n chuckled cupping her breasts,

"Yes…" He whined eyes almost bulging out of his head,

"This what you want Luke darling?"

"Yes!" He pleaded,

Y/n smirked and tugged her dress apart to reveal more of her sternum, "come on then,"

Lucerys didn't need to be told twice, immediately closing the gap and grabbing her breasts. His fingers gripped the fabric of her dress, his palms flush against her, feeling the weight of her breasts in his hands, his eyes fluttered shut and he groaned softly, "Oh gods… Y/n… you- you feel so good."

"You enjoying them Luke Darling?" she cooed,

"Yes!" He moaned, his hands starting to slowly squeeze her breasts a little, giving her a good long grope, he leaned in kissing her neck as he squeezed and jiggled them, "Y/n… Y/n… can… can I take off your dress?" he pleaded,

Y/n chuckled, "Well, someone might come in. So how about we just do this?" she explained helping up to pull the fabric off her dress to the sides widening her neckline until both breasts were on full display,

Lucerys began to drool with his eyes on her breasts, licking his lips devilishly before he grabbed them once more squeezing harder and faster playing with her breasts attentively and desperately, "Y/n…"

"Yes, Luke darling?"

"I- I already think I might cum."

"Already?" she chuckled,

"I'm sorry… you just… feel so good."

"Here." She cooed guiding his hands, "You feel these?" She asked making his thumbs circle her nipples and he nodded, "If you touch them, It'll feel good."

"You- you will?"

"Mhm,"

"I- I didn't know that." He blushed, "just like this?" he asked circling them slowly on his own,

"Yes Luke darling," she nodded biting her lip, arching her back a little to let him touch her like this,

He groaned, watching as her nipples got hard for his touching, "Would uhh you like it if I did this?" He asked brushing his thumb across her aroused nipple,

"Ummm hmmm." She nodded biting back a moan,

"Uhh Okay…" he groaned circling and brushing over her perked nipples with his thumbs while his hands squeezed her breasts,

"You learn quick Luke darling." She moaned,

"It uhh I like doing it. I like making you feel good Y/n." he gasped between lacking onto her neck and leaving a hickey, He whined a little as one nipple went a little softer so he pinched it trying to make it hard again so he could keep playing with them,

"Uhh!" she moaned,

"I- did I hurt you-"

"No, no" she reassured, "It felt good."

"It- it did!" he gasped, before pinching them both hard tugging on them to make them both perk up pointy and hard for him,

"Luke!" she moaned, squeezing her thighs together and trying not to squirm at the throbbing between her legs and how wet she was getting,

"Ughh!" He moaned feeling his cock throb so hard when she moaned his name, "Yes Y/n! Yes!" He moaned,

"Rub your fingers together," She told him,

He looked a little puzzled but then began to rub his thumb and finger together around her pinched nipple which,

Making Y/n moan loudly, "Yes! Luke! Darling! Fuck!"

"Ughh gods-" He groaned his hips bucking uncontrollably getting to touch her and pleasure her like this, "Y/n can I…"

"Yes Luke darling?"

"Suck them." he begged,

"What?" she asked a little surprised,

"Suck on them… can I… please?" he begged pinching and rubbing them hard, "Please!"

"Alright," She nodded,

Lucerys moaned and began kissing down from her neck, across her chest and between her breasts. He gave them both a good grope before choosing the left breast, he kissed all over her breast tenderly and softly, before biting a little,

"Luke!"

"Sorry…" he muttered flesh still between his teeth, so he moved a little lower on her breast and placed a hickey inches from her nipple letting his teeth dig in a little, before releasing her skin with a little 'pop'. "I Can?"

"You can Luke Darling," She agreed petting his soft dark hair,

He smiled and quickly flickered his tongue out to lick over her hardened nipple, circling his tounge a couple of times before he sealed his lips around her nipple. He began to softly suckle and lick the tip of her hard nipple, moaning as he did.

"Luke!" She moaned throwing her head back and tugging on his hair to bring him closer,

His other hand held her breast groping as he sucked his eyes rolling back and saliva falling down his chin but he didn't care he was in his own world of pleasure hearing her moan his name as he sucked on her breast,

Y/n moaned and squealed rubbing her thighs together from the wetness and throbbing lust that his sucking was causing,

Lucerys began to push a little harder his whole body against her, his hips rubbing against her, grinding himself faster and faster and faster.

"Luke… darling…" Y/n moaned desperately,

"Ummm!" He moaned sucking hard on her nipple as his hips bucked erratically and warmth flooded between them, as Lucerys came his hard cock flooding his breeches with his seed. He released her nipple and gasped hard, "I'm… sorry y/n I-"

"It's okay," She cooed holding both his cheeks and pulling him into a kiss,

He kissed back happily leaving her with a few long kisses before he pulled back, "Can I… please, I really want to learn to please you too." he begged her rubbing a hand on her thigh,

Y/n looked down at his hand so close to where she ached, and back to his pleading eyes, "Alright Luke darling" She agreed.

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BabyDoll

Media - House Of The Dragon Character - Daemon Targaryen Couple - Daemon X Reader Reader - Y/n Targaryen (Wife) Rating - 18 + cockwarming/ fullsex/ pinv/ rawsex/eating out/ squirting/interupted sex Word Count - 2273

Daemon yawned as he began to wake he shifted and slightly squirmed before he turned over in bed and wrapped his arms around his wife. His hands stroking slowly over her nightgown tugging at the cotton.

"ummm..." Y/n grumbled squirming in bed a little,

“mornin', beautiful,” Daemon whispered grinning as he nuzzled into her neck “rise and shine,” he began trailing soft kisses along her shoulder

"noooo not today..." She grumbled,

Daemon chuckled darkly pulling her closer “oh but it is, my love. and I'm gonna make sure you never forget it.” he growled against her ear before nibbling her lobe “now come here and kiss me already,” Daemon demanded playfully tugging on her hair

"Daemon... I'm sleeping..." She whimpers turning on her back to look up at him with half open eyes.

Daemon climbed on top of her, pinning her arms above her head with one hand while the other began to roam her body “no more excuses, babygirl. it's time for you to wake up,” he purred into her ear, his voice dripping with lust and mischief “I'm gonna make you feel so good.” Daemon purred as he kissed down her neck and stomach. His hands trailing up her thighs pushing up her nightgown,

"Daemon..." Y/n gasped too fight and too awake to ignore him

Daemon grinned wickedly as he spread her legs wider, exposing her fully to his hungry gaze

“fuck yeah,” he groaned appreciatively. “look at that pretty little pussy.” then he dove in like a man starved, lapping and sucking at her clit as if his life depended on it “mmmmm, how sweet you are,” he mumbled against her sensitive flesh, his words vibrating against her most sensitive spot and sending shivers through her body

Y/n screamed and squealed like she was being eaten alive by wolf's too early out of sleep to limit her pleasurable sounds, No doubt most of kings landing could hear her... But that's just how Daemon liked it.

Daemon revelled in her cries, taking them as personal validation of his skill. He ate at her like a man possessed, lost in the sensation of her wetness coating his tongue. “fuck yes, make all the noise you want babygirl,” he mumbled around her pussy, his voice all but indecipherable from the vibrations he was creating. “let everyone hear how good I'm making you feel.” Daemon focused on her clit, flicking and circling it with his tongue as he shoved two fingers inside her dripping heat. He pumped them in and out, curling them to hit that perfect spot inside her.

“oh Daemon!” Y/n moaned loudly, her hips bucking against his mouth. “don't stop…”

Daemon increased his pace, fucking her with his fingers as his tongue continued to work her clit relentlessly. “I've got you,” he promised, his voice muffled by her pussy. “I'm gonna make you cum so hard.”

Y/n was almost mindless now, her cries constant as she neared her peak. Y/n hit her orgasm squirting across his face and letting out a loud string of animalistic moans and groans she had no hope of holding back. Her back arched her now aroused nipples poking through her nightgown

Daemon lapped and sucked at her pussy, drinking in every last drop of her sweet nectar as she came on his face. “Fuck,” he growled approvingly, his voice dripping with satisfaction. “that's it babygirl, ride my face.” he urged her on as she bucked and thrashed through her orgasm, her juices coating his chin and splashing onto his chest. Daemon never broke contact, continuing to eat her out even after the initial waves of her orgasm subsided, drawing out her pleasure for as long as possible.

Y/n screamed trying to push Daemon's head away as he drove her into overstimulation,

But Daemon didn't budge, persisting in his ministrations even as she struggled against him. “shhh, let me take care of you,” he whispered, his breath hot against her oversensitive flesh. “don't fight it, just let go.” his fingers continued to pump in and out of her, never relenting in their pace or pressure.

“Daemon!” Y/n cried out, her hips rocking against his face of their own accord now, bucking and thrusting to meet his tongue and fingers.

Daemon worked Y/n' pussy with renewed fervor, determined to push her past the brink of pleasure once more. “come on baby, take it,” he grunted, his face buried between her thighs as he ate at her mercilessly. “i want to hear you scream my name.” his fingers curled deep inside her, hitting that perfect spot over and over again as his tongue circled her clit insatiably.

"Daemon!" She screamed Inna loud moan squirting all over his face and their bed as she came again,

Daemon drank down every last drop of her nectar, lapping and sucking at her pussy until she was nothing but a quivering, spent mess beneath him. “that's it babygirl,” he praised, his voice dripping with satisfaction as he finally lifted his head to look at her with a triumphant smirk. Daemon pulled Y/n into his arms, cradling her against his chest as she panted and trembled in the afterglow. “you're cute,” he murmured, pressing a tender kiss to her forehead. “I could get used to waking up to you like this every morning.”

Y/n giggled softly, nestling closer to him. “mhm, same here,” she replied dreamily before yawning and snuggling deeper into his embrace, her eyelids growing heavy as sleep began to claim her once more.

"ah ah ah." Daemon told her off rubbing her clit to make sure she listened and didn't sleep "it's morning, not sleep time babydoll... And daddy wants your mouth a little while" he growled, Daemon took hold of Y/n’s head as he positioned her between his spread thighs.

Y/n even in her half sleepy state nodded and began to kiss his hard cock,

“that's a good girl,” he praised as she willingly obliged, her tongue already flicking out to lick and taste him appreciatively. “such a hungry little babygirl aren't you?” his fingers tangled in her hair, tugging lightly as he began to thrust into her warm, wet mouth. “Ahh!” he groaned, his other hand fisting in the sheets as she worked him over. “fuck yeah, just like that,” he grunted, fucking her mouth harder and faster now as his release built to a crescendo. “you're gonna make me cum so hard in this pretty little mouth,” he warned, his words punctuated by heavy breaths and groans of pleasure.

she released his cock with a pop and laid herself on her back unlacing her nightie to expose her breasts,

Daemon watched with ravenous hunger as Y/n bared herself to him, her full breasts spilling out from the edges of her nightie. “Fuck,” he breathed, his cock twitching as he took in the sight of her bare chest. “you're fucking beautiful.” he crawled over her, capturing one pert nipple between his lips and sucking hard enough to earn a yelp of surprise from her sweet lips. Daemon continued his work, alternating between the two sensitive peaks as Y/n squirmed and moaned beneath him. His hands roamed her body, caressing and exploring every curve as he kissed and licked his way down her torso. “Now babygirl spread your legs nice and wide for daddy,” he demanded gruffly, hooking his arms under her thighs and pulling her to the edge of the bed.

Y/n playfully squealed opening her legs as wide as possible completely spread for him "This okay daddy?" She cooed rubbing her clit

Daemon's eyes darkened with lust as he took in the sight of her, completely vulnerable and exposed before him. He growled low in his chest, reaching out to slap her hand off and rub her slick folds. “fuck yes, you're dripping wet for me,” he hissed, rubbing circles around her clit that had her writhing and panting beneath him. “you love getting fucked by daddy don't you babygirl?”

“Yes!” she cried out, her hips bucking against his hand.

Daemon grinned wickedly, loving how responsive she was to his touch. He lined his cock up, rubbing the head against her wetness,“beg for it,” he commanded gruffly, thrusting just the tip inside her tight heat, pulling back to the brink before surging forward again, sinking deeper into her welcoming warmth.

"please daddy." She begged rubbing her slit against his cock

Daemon groaned at her sweet pleading, his hips snapping as he began to piston in and out of her, fucking her hard and fast with primal ferocity. He leaned down, capturing her mouth in a possessive kiss as he continued to pound into her from above, their tongues tangling together as desperately as their bodies. “Good Girl,” he growled against her lips, his thrusts turning frantic as he chased his impending release.

Y/n screamed and groaned with every single thrust

Daemon could feel her tight pussy clenching around his cock, her walls rippling as she approached her peak. He reached between their bodies, rubbing hard circles on her clit as he continued to pound into her with ruthless abandon. “cum for daddy,” he demanded gruffly, wanting to feel her shatter around him.

Her body went rigid beneath his, a keening wail tearing from her throat as she came undone in his arms. The feeling of her pulsing around him sent Daemon hurtling over the edge and with a guttural roar, he spilled himself deep inside her quivering sheath.

Daemon collapsed on top of her, gently pulling out and rolling to the side, keeping her close as he caught his breath. He brushed a strand of hair from her face, cupping her cheek tenderly. “you're so beautiful,” he murmured, pressing a soft kiss to her forehead. “always so willing to please daddy.”

"ummm... Can I go back to sleep now Daemon?" She yawned exhausted from their session

Daemon chuckled softly, gently pulling the covers up over them as he pulled her close to his side. “of course baby, get some rest,” he whispered, brushing a tender kiss against her temple as he settled in behind her, wrapping his arms around her protectively as they both drifted off to sleep.Daemon waited until he knew she was just about to go to sleep. And he cuddled up behind her and slipped himself in her still drenched pussy

"Daemon!" She whimpers in exhaustion half asleep

"Don't worry baby... You don't mind Daddy sleeps here so you. You know how much love sleeping inside your spent little cunt" Daemon growled purposely letting her wait. Not moving and just letting himself throb inside her. How she clenches around him desperate to feel pleasure even in her sleepy state

Y/n was so damn sensitive from their earlier activities that the feeling of his thick cock still throbbing inside her was almost too much to bear. She could feel another orgasm building up deep within her core, her body reacting to his presence even in her sleepy state. “uuhh... I love when daddy fills me up so completely…” she whimpered softly, her walls clamping down on him as she started to come undone around him once more. Her breathing became shallow and erratic, small whimpers falling from her lips as wave after wave of pleasure crashed over her.

Daemon could feel her pussy milking him for all he was worth, and it only spurred him on. He began to slowly thrust into her, savoring the feeling of her tight little cunt gripping him like a vice. he grabbed her breasts. Daemon's grip was firm as he pinched and tugged at her sensitive nipples, causing her to gasp and moan beneath him. He continued to thrust into her slowly, savoring the feeling of her dripping wet pussy clenching around his cock with every agonizingly slow stroke. “fuck yes... dripping all over daddy's cock…” he growled, speeding up his thrusts slightly as he felt another orgasm building up inside him.

a loud knock came from there door "Prince Daemon! Prince Daemon!" A lord called

"Ughh what!" Daemon yelled as he thrusts

"There is an important matter in the throne room, The king demands you!"

"Ughh fuck off!"

"Pardon?"

"I said fuck off! I'm busy..." He barked

"But the matters of the-"

"fuck off! I'm fucking my lady wife now kindly piss off!" Daemon yelled

He hesitated for a moment before finally responding. “Of course my lord... I'll inform them to wait.” The footsteps faded away as the lord retreated, leaving Daemon and Y/n alone once more.

Daemon let out a frustrated sigh before continuing where he left off, thrusting deeper into Y/n' still quivering pussy. “fuck that was close... we better finish quick before anyone else interrupts us again.”

"ummm I don't think the king would be too happy your late..."

Daemon grinned mischievously, pulling out of her quickly before thrusting back in hard, making her gasp in surprise. “He can wait. I’m busy… Or maybe I should just take you with me and bounce you on my cock on the throne, let them fucking watch baby…” he growled, gripping her hips tightly as he began to fuck her harder and faster now, the wooden throne creaking ominously beneath them. Daemon's thrusts became erratic and frenzied as he felt his orgasmapproaching. He reached around to rub Y/n' sensitive clit in time with his pumping hips, causing her to cry out in ecstasy. “fuck yes daddy's gonna fill your tight little cunt with his cum…” he grunted, his balls drawing up tightly against his body as he exploded inside her. Daemon collapsed on top of Y/n, panting heavily as he tried to catch his breath. He gently pulled out of her and rolled over to the side, pulling her close to him. “I’ll go see what he wants... But… keep those legs open babydoll Daddy will be back later.”

“Yes daddy,” she giggled,

“Good girl.” He cooed kissing her again before getting out of bed to see his brother, 

[the-fiction-witch]

Baby Tully P2

Media - House Of The Dragon Character - Oscar Tully (Age Up I suppose) Couple - Oscar X Reader Reader - Y/n (wife) Rating - 15 (Childbirth) Word Count - 1607

The storm soon came and began to batter Riverrun with rain, wind and thunder. The waters of the Trident River lapped at the walls in the wind. Y/n woke uncharacteristically early often Oscar woke her for some kisses when he left for his duties and she'd sleep a few more hours till finally getting up around midday. But she was awake before Oscar, She sat up finding her body so uncomfortable and painful but she couldn't figure out why. But the pain only got worse and worse until she had no choice. "Oscar? Oscar?" She spoke up trying to wake but not panic him,

Oscar woke up to the sound of Y/n's voice calling his name. He was immediately alert, sensing that something was wrong. He sat up in bed and looked over at her, his eyes filled with concern. "Yes, my love? What is it? Are you alright?"

"Could you... Call for the maester.".

Oscar's heart skipped a beat at her words. He could see the pain in her eyes and realized something was seriously wrong. Without hesitation, he climbed out of bed and rushed to the door. "I'll get the maester right away. Just hold on a minute, my love." He quickly opened the door and summoned a nearby guard to fetch the maester. As the guard left to find the maester, Oscar returned to the bed and sat down beside Y/n. He took her hand in his, gently stroking it with his thumb. He was struggling to keep his own anxiety at bay, but tried to stay calm for her sake. "The maester is coming. Just hang on a little longer, my love. Everything is going to be alright."

she squeezed his hand as she struggled through the ever-building pain

Oscar held her hand tight, his heart clenching with each squeeze of her hand. He could see the pain etched across her face, and it was all he could do to not panic. "It's going to be alright. The maester is on his way. Just try to stay calm, my love."

the maester soon arrived his chain clinking as he arrives,

Oscar quickly stood up, relief washing over him. He stepped aside to let the maester approach Y/n. "Maester, thank the gods you're here. Something is wrong. She's in a great deal of pain."

"Yes of course my lord Tully." He nodded as he approached the bed he gave Y/n a few checks and hummed contemporary for a moment before he spoke, "yes... Yes... I see the trouble,"

Oscar stayed by Y/n's side, his hand still tightly grasping hers. He listened intently as the maester spoke, his heart pounding in his chest. He was desperate for answers, for reassurance that everything would be alright. "What is it, maester? Please, tell me what's going on."

"There is no need for concern my lord. The lady Tully has merely begun her labours"

A wave of relief washed over Oscar as the maester's words sank in. Labour. Their child was finally on the way. He squeezed Y/n's hand, his expression one of both concern and excitement. "Labour? The baby is coming?"

"Yes early labour for a few hours now I suspect. A few more hours to go but with any luck the lady will deliver before dinner."

Oscar nodded, a mix of excitement and worry warring inside him. A few more hours? The wait would be agonizing, but he knew they had no choice. He looked down at Y/n, his hand still holding hers. "Do you hear that love? Our child is coming. Just a few more hours and we'll get to meet him."

Y/n nodded excited but also terrified. The maester called for maids to fetch water, hot towels and help to arrange and prepare the bed for her labours.

"Now I must ask do you recall the night of conception my lord?" The maester asks,

Oscar was taken back a bit by the unexpected question, but he quickly composed himself, his mind going back to the night their child was conceived. "Yes, I recall the night well. Why do you ask, maester?"

"Well, children even this young are rather creatures of habit. They want to come out... As they went in one may say." He chuckled, "So do you happen to recall the uhh position the lady Tully was in?"

Oscar felt his face turn red at the bluntness of the question, but he understood the need for it. He remembered back to that night, his mind going over the details of their lovemaking. He looked down at Y/n, then back at the maester and responded a little sheepishly. "Yes, I do recall. She was on the edge of the bed, on her back."

the maester Nodded, "Perfect." He then ordered the maids to arrange pillows and supports to keep Y/n comfortable on her back regularly checking on her progress, "Excellent my lady. The baby is coming along smoothly”

Oscar stayed beside her, his hand still holding hers. He was feeling a mix of anticipation and anxiety as he watched the maester check on her progress. "Everything is going well, then? The baby is coming along as they should be?"

"yes almost fully dilated now. Almost time to get working my lady." The maester explained

Y/n was now weeping and choking back her pained whimpers

Oscar squeezed Y/n's hand, his heart clenching at seeing her in so much pain. He wanted so badly to take that pain away, but he knew he could do nothing but watch and support her. "You're doing so well, my love. Just a little longer, and we'll get to meet our little baby Tully."

Y/n nodded squeezing Oscar's hard tightly "...our baby tully..." She muttered as if trying to use it as a crutch for her pain before letting out a scream

Oscar winced at the sound of her scream, hating that there was nothing he could do to take away her pain. He felt his hand being crushed by hers, but he didn't dare withdraw from her grip. "That's right, our little one. Think of it, my love. Soon we'll get to hold our Baby Tully in our arms."

The maester spoke up, starting to give y/n orders. Ordering her to breathe, to push, and all manner of other things, time seemed endless and sickening the longer this all went on. "Push, my lady. The baby is almost here. Push."

Oscar's heart was racing, but he tried to remain calm for Y/n's sake. He looked down at her, encouraging her. "You can do this, my love. You're so strong. Push."

Y/n screamed and cried through every push, crushing Oscar's hand and clawing at their sheets crying and throwing back her head

With each push, Oscar's hand felt as if it was being crushed, but he held fast, not wanting to let go and give Y/n the impression that he was backing away at all. He ached to see her in so much pain, feeling helpless to do anything but offer support and words of encouragement. "That's it, my love. You're almost there, just a little more. You're doing so well."

"ah... Yes... I see..." The maester spoke up, as blood coated his hands, "My lady you must push."

"No... No... I can't do anymore." Y/n cried,

Fear and anxiety clutched at Oscar's heart as he listened to the maester's voice, his hands stained with blood. "You can do it, my love. I know you're tired, I know you're in pain, but our little one is almost here. You have to push just a little more. You must."

"I can't" Y/n cried tears flooding down her face, "it hurts ... So much" she wept, “Please… Please Oscar I can’t do any more…”

Oscar's heart broke at the sight of her tears, the sound of her pained cries. "I know it hurts, my love. But our Baby Tully is right there. You're so close. You're so close. Just a little bit more. You can do this."

“Please no more…”

The Maester met eyes with Oscar a dark look in his eyes. And Oscar knew without a single word what the maester was asking. Whether or not to force Y/n through this unwillingly, or to cut her open and take the baby which would without doubt kill her but perhaps save the baby. Fear and desperation coursed through him. For a moment, Oscar was paralyzed. He could not fathom losing his wife, and being forced to choose between the love of his life or his precious child. He looked back at Y/n, his heart breaking at the sight of her in so much pain and distress. He gently tucked a loose strand of hair behind her ear, his voice soft but firm. "You have to push, my love. I know you're tired, I know you're scared, but I also know how strong you are. You have to be strong for just a little longer, for Baby Tully. Can you do that, for me? Can you push, one more time?"

Y/n wept and screamed out throwing her head back as she pushed as hard as she could, that one push enough to force her body into working on its own. Her body senses what it has to do and acts on its own to get the baby out.

Oscar watched helplessly as Y/n pushed, every muscle in her body working hard to deliver their child. Her tears streamed down her face and her screams filled the air, but she pushed even harder. He could see the pain etched on her features, but he also caught a glimpse of determination in her eyes. "That's it, my love. You're doing it. Just a little more. Our Baby Tully is almost here."

Y/n screamed out once more and suddenly the screams and sound of the storm seemed to silence as a gentle cry began,

[the-fiction-witch]

Ma'am

Media - Godless (Netflix) Character - Whitey Winn Couple - Whitey X Reader Reader - Y/n Rating - 18+ Nudity/ breast play/ nipple play/ fingering/ pinv/ riding/ Word Count - 3406

Whitey was struggling, he had been since she arrived. Sherrif Mcnue had brought in this girl apparently she was wanted for some train robberies on the east line. But that wasn't what whitey was struggling with. God damn she was beautiful, a sexy little lady. The moment whitey saw her he was convinced she walked right out of his fantasy, and being the only young guy In a town full of old ladies and kids was... Making him more than a little desperate. Just looking at her in the cell he was struggling to think straight, keeping a hand under the desk as he rubbed his pants almost trying to jerk off through his pants as he looked at her.

Y/n didn't notice or at least didn't seem to care sitting on the bed in the small cell separated from the main sheriff's office by only the iron bars. She wore an off-the-shoulder blouse and a long blue skirt picking at her nails in boredom after the sheriff went home some hours ago leaving her just with the deputy whitey Winn. Who she noticed kept looking at her but tried ignoring it.

Whitey's eyes drifted back to Y/n, his gaze lingering on the curve of her neck. He shifted uncomfortably in his seat, trying to appear nonchalant despite the growing bulge in his pants. “So, Miss... uh... what's your name again?” he asked, attempting to sound suave but coming across as awkward instead. He stood up, walking over to the cell door and leaning against it, his arms crossed over his chest. His eyes roamed over her face, drinking in every detail.

She met his gaze noticing how he looked at her, "Y/F/N." She answered "Or just Y/n" she said her eyes briefly noticing his hard-on

Whitey's face flushed, and he quickly looked away, pretending to examine the lock on the cell door. His hands were shaking slightly as he tried to compose himself. “Oh, uh, nice to meet ya, Y/F/N,” he stuttered, his voice barely above a whisper. “Or, uh, Y/n, yeah.” He cleared his throat, trying to regain some semblance of composure. As he glanced back at her, their eyes met again, and Whitey felt a jolt run through his body. “I mean, can I get you somethin'? Water or maybe a blanket?”

"I'm fine thank you," She nodded,

Whitey's eyes lingered on her face, his mind racing with ways to get closer to her. He took a step back, trying to appear nonchalant, but his eyes betrayed him as they continued to drink in the sight of her. “Alright, well, I guess I'll just...check on things then,” he muttered, turning away from the cell door and making his way towards the office area. As he walked, he couldn't help but sneak glances back at Y/n, his heart pounding in his chest. He knew he shouldn't be feeling this way about someone who was supposed to be locked up, but he couldn't help himself. When he reached the counter, he leaned against it, running a hand through his messy blond hair. His eyes drifted back to the cell, where Y/n was watching him with an unreadable expression. "Miss Y/n I uhh need to do a little check just uhh come up to the bars okay?" He told her quickly grabbing some handcuffs secretly,

She did as he asked coming up to the bars

Whitey quickly locked her hands into the cuffs leaving her unable to move from the bars

"What did you need to check?" She asked

Whitey's eyes locked onto hers, a sly grin spreading across his face, “Just makin' sure you're secure,” he drawled, He leaned in close, his breath hot against her ear. “You know, for your own safety.”His fingers brushed against her wrists, “I don't want anything happenin' to you while you're under my care,” whitey couldn't resist any longer his hands moved inside the bars grabbing her ass,

"Hey!" She protests

But whitey was on another planet. His fingers dug deeper, squeezing her soft flesh as he moaned softly, his eyes rolling back in his head “Oh, God...you feel so good,” he whispered, his lips inches from her ear. He pressed himself harder against her, his erection straining against his pants as he ground against her.

Y/n's protests turned to gasps as Whitey's mouth dropped open, his tongue darting out to lick the shell of her ear.

“Mmm...so sweet,” his voice was husky with desire, whitey found his hips literally humping her like a puppy as he found himself unable to function now he was touching her. His hands slid up and grabbed her breasts feeling the weight of them in his hands "Oh my god- you feel so good... Ohh, baby... Baby... Uhhh fuck I could play with these forever! I know I know Y/n I'm so sorry but please god just let me touch you!" He moaned His fingers dug deeper, squeezing her soft flesh as he moaned softly, his eyes rolling back in his head. Without warning it happened. Whitey felt a shot like a pistol and he came in his pants.

"...oh my god- did you -" Y/n asked unsure if she could gag from disgust or feel terrified of this deputy,

Whitey's eyes snapped shut, his face contorted in a mixture of ecstasy and shame as he groaned loudly, his body shaking with the force of his orgasm “Aaah... oh, yeah... sorry, baby... just got carried away…”

"... Either your really fucking frustrated or I'm apparently the sexiest woman in New Mexico" she joked trying to break the tension as she did kinda feel bad for whitey

Whitey's eyes slowly opened, a sheepish grin spreading across his face as he looked down at the wet spot on his pants. “Well...I reckon it's both,” he chuckled, trying to laugh off the awkwardness. He took a step back, attempting to compose himself, but his gaze kept drifting back to Y/n's amused expression. “But, you're definitely the sexiest woman in New Mexico,” he said, his voice low and husky. He cleared his throat, trying to regain some semblance of dignity. “I uhh I am really sorry…”

"that's okay." She nodded feeling rather sympathetic as whitey wasn't being a creep he just seemed genuinely sweet and kinda innocent almost. She felt like she couldn't really get mad at him for what he did he just couldn't help himself. "I uhh... You know I don't mind if you want to play with them" she said glancing to her breasts with a gentle smile

A warm flush spread across Whitey's cheeks as he gazed at Y/n, his eyes shining with gratitude. “Really? You'd...let me?” He sounded like a kid asking for permission to play with a favourite toy, his voice full of hope and longing. Without waiting for her answer, he leaned forward, his fingers trembling slightly as he reached out to cup her breasts once more. “I promise I'll be gentle,” he whispered, his lips brushing against her ear as he spoke. “I guess I owe you an apology, ma'am,” Whitey said, trying to salvage what was left of his pride. “Guess I got a little...overexcited.”

"When was the uh last time you?" She asked gently

Whitey's face turned bright red as he shifted uncomfortably, his eyes darting around the room before finally coming to rest on Y/n's concerned expression “Honestly? It's been... a while.” He sighed, rubbing the back of his neck in embarrassment. “I've been pretty busy with work and stuff. And, well…” Whitey's gaze drifted away, lost in thought as he stared blankly into space “It's just...I haven't exactly been getting a lot of opportunities,” he muttered, his voice barely above a whisper. “Not exactly the most popular guy in town, if you know what I mean.”

"awww you poor thing... Well I think you're cute" she cooed trying to make him feel better

Whitey's face lit up with a radiant smile as Y/n's words washed over him, soothing his wounded ego “You think I'm cute? Really?” He sounded like a kid who'd just been given the best Christmas present ever, his eyes sparkling with delight as he gazed adoringly at Y/n. “Aw, shucks,” he whispered, his voice filled with emotion, as he reached out to gently brush a strand of hair behind her ear. “I reckon that's the nicest thing anyone's ever said to me.”

"you know if you want I don't mind you... You know. Getting out your frustration" she smiled "if you unlock my hands your more then welcome to have your fun."

Whitey didn’t hesitate unlocking her hands and immediately unlocking her cell to go inside with her, grabbing her breasts once more,

Y/n happily let him, leaning against the bars of her cell letting whitey enjoy her breasts. After a few seconds of his groping she could tell he was enjoying it so she tugged her blouse down completely so he could see her bare breasts "You like these?"

“Mmm... yeah,” Whitey breathed, his eyes fixed greedily on Y/n's exposed breasts. He couldn't help but reach out and cup them in his hands, feeling the soft flesh mould to his touch. “Oh, Lord have mercy,” he whispered, his fingers tracing circles around her nipples. “You're so beautiful.” As he spoke, Whitey leaned in closer, his lips brushing against the skin of her chest. His tongue darted out, licking a path across her collarbone, sending shivers down Y/n's spine. “I love touching you,” he murmured, his voice husky with desire.

"you can suck on them if you like." She cooed

Whitey's eyes locked onto hers, a hungry gleam burning in their depths. He didn't need to be asked twice, his mouth closing around one nipple with a gentle suction. “Mmm... yeah,” he moaned, his tongue flicking back and forth as he licked and sucked her breast.

Y/n's eyes fluttered closed, a low hum of pleasure vibrating through her body as Whitey continued to tease her nipple.

“Oh, God... yes,” she whispered, her hips arching upwards as she pressed herself against the bars.

“Ummm you sound so good! More please!”

"Have you ever... Fingered a girl before whitey?" She asked brushed her fingers though his dirty blonde locks

Whitey's eyes snapped open, his gaze locking onto Y/n's as he felt her fingers weave through his hair. He purred softly, his face tilting upwards to meet her touch “No...ma'am,” he drawled, his voice dripping with seduction. “But I'm fixin' to try now.”

she smiled at him kissing his forehead, she pulled her skirt up to her waist exposing her thigh-high stockings and her bare pussy "Now nice and gentle" she cooed taking his hand and guiding him to stroke her labia "uhh... You feeling how wet it is?"

Whitey's eyes widened as he took in the sight of Y/n's exposed body, his mind reeling with excitement. His hand trembled slightly as she guided him, but once he made contact, he was lost in the sensation “Mmm... oh yeah…”

"That means I'm aroused so you've done a good job pleasing me." She cooed "Now this is the clit it feels so so good if you touch here." She cooed guiding him to stroke a little circle around her clit "uhhh!"

Whitey's breathing quickened as he followed Y/n's guidance, his fingers moving in small circles around her clit. He felt a surge of pride and excitement at the way she responded to his touch, her body arching towards him with every stroke. “Mmm... keep going,” he whispered, his voice barely audible over the sound of his own ragged breathing. As he touched her, Whitey's own arousal grew, his cock throbbing against the fabric of his pants. He couldn't believe how good it felt to be pleasuring Y/n, to see her so happy and relaxed under his touch. Without thinking, Whitey leaned in closer, his lips brushing against the side of her neck as he continued to stroke her clit.

"umm a little longer..." She gasped enjoying his rubbing too much to stop. But she slowly does guiding his fingers to her entrance "You feel that?" She asked making him circle it

Whitey's eyes locked onto Y/n's, his pupils dilating as he felt the warmth of her entrance beneath his fingers. He nodded eagerly, his fingers circling the opening as she'd instructed “Yeah... I feel it,” he whispered, his voice trembling with excitement. As he touched her, Whitey felt a wave of possessiveness wash over him, a primal urge to claim and explore this intimate part of Y/n's body. Without hesitation, he pressed his fingers deeper, feeling the muscles inside her relax and yield to his touch. “Mmm…”

"That's my cunt." She whimpers guiding his finger inside her "uhhh! Yes! Yes... Ummm whitey!... Back and forth okay'

Whitey's face contorted in concentration, his eyes fixed intently on Y/n's as he moved his finger back and forth inside her. He felt a rush of power and excitement at the way she responded to his touch, her body tensing and relaxing with every stroke. “Yes... ma'am,” he breathed, his voice low and husky. As he moved his finger, Whitey felt a surge of pleasure mixed with a hint of pain, his own arousal growing exponentially with every passing moment. He picked up speed, his finger sliding in and out of Y/n's cunt with increasing intensity. “Oh yeah... oh yeah…”

"you can add more." She cooed

Whitey's eyes lit up with excitement as he added another finger to the mix, his hands working together in perfect harmony as he pumped in and out of Y/n's cunt. He felt a sense of pride and accomplishment at being able to bring her such intense pleasure “More? how much more?”

"as many as will fit." She cooed "And this hand can touch stuff too" she cooed guiding his other hand to her clit

Whitey's face twisted into a greedy grin as he wrapped his other hand around Y/n's waist, his fingers closing in on her clit like a vice. He felt a surge of excitement at the prospect of bringing her to orgasm, his entire being focused on pleasing her. “I gotcha,” he whispered, his fingers stroking her clit in time with the pumping motion of his other hand inside her cunt. As he worked, Whitey's mind went blank, his senses consumed by the sensation of Y/n's body beneath him. He was lost in the moment, driven solely by his desire to bring her pleasure. His fingers danced across her clit, sending shivers down her spine. With a gentle pressure, he applied just the right amount of friction, coaxing her towards the brink of ecstasy. Y/n's hips bucked upwards, her body straining against his touch. Whitey's grip tightened, his fingers moving in perfect syncopation with her ragged breathing. Suddenly, he slipped another finger inside her, stretching her to the limit.

Y/n's cry echoed through the air as she teetered on the edge of orgasm. With a wicked glint in his eye,

Whitey leaned forward, his lips brushing against hers in a soft kiss. His mouth locked on hers, Whitey's fingers continued their relentless assault on her. The tension built to a fever pitch, Y/n's body trembling with anticipation. With a sudden burst of energy, Whitey plunged his fingers deep inside her, the sensation sending shockwaves through her entire being.

Her scream was music to his ears as she came apart in his arms, her body convulsing with pleasure. As the aftershocks subsided, Whitey slowly withdrew his fingers, his chest heaving with exertion. His eyes gleamed with satisfaction as he gazed down at Y/n, her face flushed and radiant in the dim light. With a satisfied smirk, Whitey leaned back on his haunches, his eyes never leaving Y/n's face. He watched as she caught her breath, her chest rising and falling with a slow, sensual rhythm. “You're lookin' mighty fine when you're gettin' off,” he drawled, his voice dripping with admiration.

Y/n's gaze fluttered open, her eyes locking onto Whitey's with a lazy smile. “Thanks, Deputy,” she purred, her voice husky from pleasure.

Whitey chuckled, feeling a thrill run through him at the way she said his title.

"now... After making me feel so good does my cute deputy wanna fuck me?"

A sly grin spread across Whitey's face as he rose to his feet, his movements fluid and deliberate. He towered over Y/n, his eyes burning with a fierce hunger. “Oh, fuck - ma'am,” he growled, his voice low and menacing. “You know I want to.” Without another word, Whitey reached down and scooped Y/n into his arms, cradling her against his chest.

she giggled as he took het to the cells bed, "how do you want to? Have me on my back? On my stomach? Or would you like me to ride you?"

Whitey's eyes flashed with excitement as he laid Y/n down on the bed, his hands roaming over her curves as he considered her options. His fingers trailed down her belly, pausing to tease the sensitive skin just below her navel before continuing downward to cup her pussy. “No,” he whispered, his breath hot against her ear. “I want you to ride me.”

Y/n's giggle was music to his ears as she sat up, her eyes sparkling with mischief.

With a playful smile, she reached for Whitey's belt buckle, working it free with deft fingers. she nodded and helped him settle on the bed and adjusted herself hovering just above his cock "You ready?"

Whitey's eyes locked onto Y/n's, his pupils dilating with anticipation as he nodded eagerly. His hands grasped her hips, guiding her into position. “Yeah,” he groaned, his voice strained with need.

As Y/n began to lower herself onto his cock, Whitey's head fell back, his eyes rolling shut in bliss. Y/n's weight settled onto Whitey's lap, her warm flesh enveloping his cock in a tight, wet grip. She began to move, her hips undulating in a slow, seductive rhythm that sent shivers coursing through Whitey's veins.

He opened his eyes to find himself staring up at Y/n's flushed face, her lips parted in a soft gasp of pleasure. A bead of sweat trickled down the side of his face as he raised his hands to grasp her waist, pulling her deeper onto his cock with each passing moment. Their bodies moved together in perfect syncopation, the friction building until Whitey felt himself on the brink of explosion.

Suddenly, Y/n's pace quickened, her movements becoming more urgent and intense. Whitey's vision blurred as he felt himself hurtling toward release, his mind consumed by a single, primal urge: to come inside this beautiful woman, to claim her as his own in the most fundamental way possible.

Whitey's grip on Y/n's waist tightened as he felt himself cresting the wave of climax. With a low, guttural grunt, he thrust upward, burying himself deep within her warmth.

Y/n's cry of release echoed through the small space, mingling with Whitey's own ragged breathing as they rode out their shared orgasm together.

As the aftershocks faded, Whitey slowly relaxed his hold on Y/n's waist, letting her slide back onto her heels. For a moment, they simply lay there, panting and entwined in a sweaty, post-coital tangle. Then, without warning whitey spoke, "Marry me."

"...i- what?" Y/n asked unsure she heard him right

Whitey's face contorted into a look of utter seriousness, his eyes boring into Y/n's as he repeated the question. “Marry me,” he said again, his voice firm and resolute. He took her hand in his, his fingers intertwining with hers in a gentle yet insistent grasp. “I mean it, Y/n. I want to spend the rest of my life with you. We can build a home here in La Belle, raise a family...I don't care about anything else as long as I've got you by my side.” His gaze searched hers, seeking reassurance that she felt the same way. “Say something…” he urged, his voice cracking with emotion. “Please tell me you'll marry me.”

"aww whitey... You're a sweet boy" she cooed stroking his cheek "I'll happily marry you"

Whitey's face lit up with a radiant smile as Y/n's words washed over him like a balm. He wrapped his arms around her, pulling her close as he buried his face in the crook of her neck. “Oh, thank God,” he whispered, his voice muffled by her hair. Tears of joy pricked at the corners of his eyes as he held her tightly, savoring the feel of her warmth and love surrounding him. “I'm going to make you so happy, Y/n,” he vowed, his lips tracing a path along her jawline. “You're going to be the queen of La Belle, and I'll be your king. I swear it.” His mouth claimed hers in a tender kiss, sealing their promise to each other.

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Lil Love

Media - The Artful Dodger Character - Jack Dawkins Couple - Jack X Reader Reader - Y/n Rating - 15 Word Count - 2834

Warning! Mentions of SA!

Y/n sat on the bed tense and anxious, in a pair of little lace-up boots and a long light blue dress with white lace. Even if she knew she wasn't far along she had still worn a dress that would best hide herself already feeling like a balloon, she combed her fingers anxiously through her tattered Y/H/C locks and looked up sheepishly with her big Y/E/C eyes as the door opened.

Jack strolled in whistling to himself, paperwork in his stained hands, he set the papers down and ran a hand through his hand pooling down before resting on his neck, "Right... Miss -" He began, until his brown eyes met her and immediately he stopped short getting a little breathless as he looked her over.

"Just, Y/n. If it's okay."

Jack found himself a moment stuck in a dazed little trance, he tried to speak but the sight of her left him slightly stupefied. He shook his head trying to regain his composure, "Of course Y/n..." he said, the name rolling so comfortably off his tongue, "Doctor Dawkins, or just Jack" he smiled warmly his eyes glancing her over with a twinge of interest before he moved closer, he checked his paperwork reading that she was going in for surgery this afternoon, for a finger to be broken again and reset after it wasn't set right after another break. "So you're getting your finger re-set today? That's what you're here for? That's not bad. That's a fairly easy and simple procedure." he says softly. Trying to calm her

Y/n nodded almost childishly trying to hide her finger from him, as if he couldn't see it then he couldn't do it,

Jack frowned, "Come on lil love. Show me your finger. I need to have a look at it."

Y/n begrudgingly held out her hand, her body shaking a little as she hovered there.

Jack smiled softly doing his best to put her at ease as he took her hand in his, he couldn't help feeling a little giddy, as her hands self smooth and sweet with little calus' on her fingertips. "Yep that is bad... that's not even a few millimetres off that's like... inches off." he said, "Let me guess Sneed?"

Y/n shook her head, "No, Professor Mcgregor."

"Hu... he's usually more precise. He gets the ruler out and everything."

"It was a Friday."

"Ah... so he was drunk?"

Y/n nodded,

"What caused the first break may I ask?"

Y/n shivered a little,

"It's okay, you don't have to tell me," He took back quickly, as his heart fell to his stomach for making her feel uncomfortable,

"I tripped, carrying a large dress." She admitted,

"I see," he nodded, "Well it shouldn't be too hard to put back for you, I won't lie... it's gonna hurt but then your pretty little finger will be all better." he cooed giving her palm a soft little kiss,

Y/n gulped and sheepishly nodded,

"You're hand, is in very good hands I promise." he joked trying to cheer her up and make her smile, "Now, you ready?"

"I... I think so," she nodded,

"Okay, I'll give you some morphine for the pain," He said,

Immediately Y/n jumped her eyes wide, "No!"

"...no?"

"No, I uhhh..." She stuttered, "I can't-"

"Whyever not?" he asked,

Y/n couldn't answer,

"Y/n." he began, "Please tell me, come on lil love tell the doctor that's the matter." he cooed,

"I-" She began, "I-I'm pregnant," she whispered,

His heart sank, he looked her over as he gathered himself. "You're pregnant?"

Y/n nodded,

"Okay..." he nodded taking a breath, "Miss-"

"Yes."

he nodded biting his bottom lip a little and moving closer to whisper once more, "And the father?"

Y/n teared up, shaking her head,

Immediately Jack wrapped his arms around her and pulled her to his chest to soothe her tears, "It's okay. It's okay. I understand." he nodded not wanting her to force herself to speak,

"Please... don't-"

"I won't. I won't say a word. I promise." he told her,

Jack held her in his arms for a while making sure she felt safe and secure, he wanted so badly to press a little kiss to the top of her head but he forced such feelings away for the risk of upsetting her.

"Thank you," she whispered,

"You're welcome Lil love," he cooed, "Now... let's get that finger sorted out."

Y/n sat in her little room, one of the downstairs rooms of a larger house that she rented. She sat at her machine running the hem of fabric though. Her finger was still bandaged from the reset, and a heavy-duty corset around her trying to hide her bump, from the town and herself.

But a gentle tap on her door stirred her from her mind, she perked up and looked to the door where Mrs Morris stood,

"You have a gentleman young lady."

"I do?" Y/n asked rather confused, she almost didn't dare to hope about who it could be here to see her,

Mrs Morris moved from the doorway and revealed a smiling Jack just removing his hat.

"Afternoon Y/n,"

Y/n couldn't help but let a smile crawl onto her lips, "Good afternoon, Jack,"

"May I?"

"Yes," she nodded trying to hide her smile,

Jack couldn't hold back his own smile as he came inside shutting the door behind him and glancing around, "Humm... cute, Suits you, lil love."

"Thank you," Blush dusted her Y/S/K cheeks,

"What are you working on?" He asked coming over to see her work,

"A new dress, for little Lisbeth across town. Her mother bought it, she said she'd grown out her old ones too fast." She explained,

"That's sweet," he chuckled, "Won't be too long before you'll have to worry about that sort of thing,"

Y/n's smile dropped,

"Oh sh- sorry." he sighed, he knelt at her side and took her hand, "I'm sorry lil love. I ... I only meant - forget what I meant." he cursed himself,

"It's okay. I know you didn't mean anything by it."

"I didn't, I swear. I... I just can't help thinking you'll make a very good mommy," He whispered,

"I don't," she said sadly,

"I know it feels that way, these sorts of things always do." He said, "I never thought I'd be any good at being a doctor let alone a surgeon. Until it happens and then... it all just kinda comes naturally." he smiled, "I'm sure this will be the same for you Y/n. And... if it doesn't, I'll always be around to help."

"You mean that?"

"Of course I do, Lil love," He smiled kissing her hand softly,

"Thank you, Jack,"

"You're welcome Y/n," he smiled, "Now... let's have us a look see how that hand's healing up."

Y/n walked the streets clutching her coat tightly but she felt the eyes of everyone in town on her. She did her best to hide her bump but it was becoming so noticeable there was little she could do.

Jack spotted her from across the way and he immediately rushed over,

"Y/n, Hey Lil love, I was wondering when I'd see you,"

"Oh... Hello Jack," she softly smiled happy to see him as he was the only person in weeks who had looked her in the eye without looking at her belly first.

"How's that finger healing up?"

"It's a little stiff but it's mostly better now,"

"Just like I told you it would be," he chuckled, "Where have you been off to? such a big coat for the summer... some ice princess need a dress up in the mountains or something?" He chuckled,

"No, no," she laughed,

"Well if I know of any I will pass them along, I'm sure you'd do perfectly."

"No, it's uhh...." She stuttered glancing down at her bump,

"Oh!" he smiled, "How is... that?"

"Struggling," she admitted,

"I take it that... the eyes." He asked,

Y/n nodded,

"Humm here I was thinking you were just too beautiful, people couldn't stop staring" He smiled making her chuckle, "Guess that's just me then." He said taking her hand and giving it a tender kiss,

But as soon as he did a voice spoke up,

"Oi! Calm down you little whore! Can't you at least wait till you get him in the alley!" A drunk man yelled, his friends adding their own in too,

Jack sighed, "This happens a lot I take it?"

Y/n nodded tears welling up,

"Ohh don't cry! Come on you little whore! wipe the tears and open your mouth!" He yelled again,

Jack felt his rage reach boiling point and without wanting he rested his hand on Y/n's bump and pressed his lips to her,

Y/n gasped in shock, but her eyes fluttered shut feeling his soft and tender kisses and kissed him back, feeling soothed by his soft gentle strokes on her bump which seemed to calm the little baby within,

Jack pulled back and without a second thought pulled Y/n to his chest and turned to the drunkards, "Get fucked you pigs! If I see any of you near my wife again I'll have your fucking cocks!"

They immediately scarpered back inside the tavern,

"Sorry... I uhh I couldn't think what else to do." He said as he pulled back a little but kept her in his arms,

"It's okay Jack," she nodded still deeply blushing, "Thank you, you'd make a very sweet husband." she chuckled, "Even if you aren't."

"...I could be, Lil love." he smiled,

"wh-what?"

"I could be your husband." He cooed,

"You mean it?"

"I do, you're the sweetest girl I've ever met. I- I really think I've fallen in love with you." he cooed,

"But... this-"

"I don't care about your past. Not in the slightest. And... I admit, I've always kinda wanted to be a daddy," He smiled,

"Oohh Jack!" she got teary and pulled him tight into a hug,

"Is that a yes?"

"Yes!"

He threw his arms around her and spun her around peppering her face with kisses, "Ummm I love you soo much!"

"I love you too," she blushed,

"Now, come on lil love. Let's get things sorted." He smiled, "And you little one." he cooed unbuttoning her coat to fully reveal her bump, "No more hiding. Full display so I get to show you both off." he chuckled kissing her bump,

"Shall we? Mrs Y/n Dawkins?" he offered his hand,

"Yes we shall," she giggled taking his hand to walk with him,

Y/n smiled as she walked through the hospital stroking her bump as she went, she walked to the theatre where Jack and Sneed were just cleaning up from surgery.

Jack spotted her and immediately he bolted over,

"Ahh! There she is!" He smiled picking Y/n up in his arms, "The most beautiful lil love in this world." he chuckled, "How's my wife?"

"Fine Jack," she laughs as he puts her down,

"And how is my little one?" He asked,

"Baby is happy as usual."

"Aww, it's cause he hears his daddy."

"God you got mussy after getting married." Sneed glared,

"Hey! When you get married I'll allow you to be mussy." Jack yelled back, "Ohh wait, yeah no one will marry your ass."

"I'm surprised anyone married yours."

"Becuase he's lovely," Y/n giggled,

"Awww you hear that! I'm lovely!" Jack gloats,

Sneed rolled his eyes and left even if he did glare at Y/n a little, but she was used to it, even after she and Jack got married people were still suspicious of the maths of it all but Jack had done everything in his power to convince them the baby was his. The result of a night of pure uncontrollable passion in a carriage was his story and it always made her giggle. But Jack had been sweet and kind, the most perfect husband and really did treat her baby like his own even when they were alone.

Jack cooed softly to Y/n's bump as they laid in bed up in Jack's now both their rooms. He had pushed up her nightie to kiss and cuddle with her bump, his hand in hers giving her little kisses too.

"Will you give it a rest a moment?" Y/n joked,

"No. I want to give you both as many cuddles as I can." he protested,

"I'm sure baby and I will be okay for five minutes Jack,"

"Maybe so... but I love feeling little baby wiggling. and How can I resist my cute lil love?" He chuckled kissing her hand and then her bump, "Besides... this little one robbed me of a proper honeymoon. And I will be collecting once my wifey is all better after birth."

"Ohh will you now?"

"Indeed I will." He nodded, "I am making a list of things... I will want to be doing." He smirked,

"Alright," she chuckled letting him lay there,

"Y/n?" Jack spoke up after a while,

"Yes, Jack?"

"Can... Can I ask, about... you know,"

"It's complicated Jack,"

"I know, but... I'd like to know, would you tell me?"

"I-I can't"

"Y/n. I'm not going anywhere. I married you. I adore you. and little one. Please... I just wanna know,"

"Well... I... I had been sewing a new suit for a gentleman across town for his wedding. I popped by one afternoon to do a fitting and make sure everything was going well. And... he told me he was struggling with waiting for his wedding, I didn't know what to say so I just kept working making notes on small adjustments... and then."

"Then?"

"Then he grabbed my sewing scissors... held them to my neck and..." She said glancing down at her bump,

"...That- That bastard!"

Y/n nodded and began to cry,

But Jack sat up and took her face in his hands kissing away her tears, "You will never have to worry about him ever again. Not once will he ever need to enter your mind I promise you that. You are my wife. And I will never do anything like that to you ever! You and I are going to live a happy and cosy little life, without a single worry I can help. We are going to be the best parents and the best couple." he explained, "I would move this very earth for you lil love, don't forget it for a moment."

"You mean it?"

"I've always meant it." He cooed kissing her softly,

Y/n had been struggling to sleep all night, tossing and turning unable to settle her stomach. But as darkness grew her pain only got worse and worse. Until she had no choice.

"Jack!" She yelled,

Who Immediately jolted and fell off the bed, "Ahh! Who! what! yes! I live!" He found his way to his feet still sort of asleep, "...What's the matter Y/n?"

"I... I think it's the baby."

"The- The baby!" He jumped once more, "You sure... you're not due for another month," He began,

"YES! I'm sure!" She screamed,

"I know it can be confus-"

"JACK! I know you're a doctor... but do NOT tell a lady when she is or isn't in labour... trust me. I know!"

"Right, yeah, of course... sorry lil love I guess I-"

"Jack be a husband later! be a doctor now!"

"Yes! Sorry! Panicking!"

Jack passed back and forth outside the room, listening to Y/n's screams of pain, Biting on his fingers trying to resist just bursting in and taking over. The door opened and Hetty emerged looking grim.

"Just tell me." He demanded,

"The baby is Breech Jack."

"Breech..." He sighed, "Fuck. How bad?"

"We suspect it's Footling Breech. coming both feet first."

"Shit. Okay... Let me in there."

"Jack you-"

"I know! I know I shouldn't. I know it's a bad idea... but I don't trust a single soul else with this."

Hetty agreed and let Jack in,

He rushed to Y/n and softly kissed her forehead, "It's all gonna be okay, but you're gonna have to trust me... okay?"

"I... I trust you." She nodded between tears,

He nodded and gave her a soft little kiss, "Okay... I love you."

"I love you too."

Jack nodded before he moved the sheets and began to work,

Jack sighed wiping the sweat from his head and scrubbing his hands clean a dozen times before he finally collapsed down in his chair. But he couldn't stay grim for long, looking at Y/n sat up in bed with little Alice in her arms.

"You two are so cute, I can't even stop smiling at you." he smiled moving to kiss Alice's head, "You are a very silly little girl trying to come out backwards like that. You're mummy isn't a slide."

Y/n laughed, "Well she's here now that's all that matters."

"It is," he nodded kissing Y/n too, "She's perfect Lil love, and she's as beautiful as her mother. with your cute little Y/H/C hair."

"At least no one will ask questions anymore,"

"True, all they'll be able to say is what a cute little baby she is." he chuckled taking Alice for a cuddle, "Even if I am a little mad at you."

"Oh? Why are you mad at her?" Y/n laughed,

"Becuase she was backwards. All this time I thought I was kissing a head... but nope. I've been kissing a butt. And she didn't even tell me the cheeky little lady."

Y/n laughed, "I mean I also wouldn't have told you,"

"Hey!" he protested, "Still it doesn't matter. Alice is here and she's beautiful, You're okay and you're beautiful. Everything is Beautiful, all is well with the world."

"And you're very beautiful too Jack,"

"Awwww! See this is why I married you," He chuckled kissing Y/n softly, "Now you need your rest, and this one needs a nap... and I would also like a nap after all that. So I think it's bedtime for us all."

"It is... goodnight Alice, Goodnight Jack,"

"Goodnight Y/n." He cooed, “I love you,”

“I love you too Jack,” before they shared a final kiss. 

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Freezing

Media - Wolf Hall Character - Rafe Sadler Couple - Rafe X Reader Reader - Y/n Sadler (Wife) Rating - 17+ Making out/ Word Count - 988

Rafe lay in his warm bed, rather enjoying his new promotion. Living life at Hampton court at the king's beck and call, in the rather grand suite compared to what he was used to. The fire roaring on the autumnal morning, the sun had not yet risen. However before he could enjoy the moment too much, he felt an icy cold draft blow through him forcing his eyes to open, where he saw his wife Y/n standing at the window having pulled back the heavy curtain and opened the lead line window to peak out into the cold morning. His lips cracked into a smile at the sight of her. Even after so long together, she was an angel, one so pure, so beautiful. He adored her, and she knew it.

He sat up, rubbing at his eyes trying to adjust them so he could actually see her. "Why'd you open the window? It's freezing, come back to bed."

Y/n giggled to herself leaning her whole torso out the window, her long locks braided tightly in a milkmaid braid around her head, her thin white cotton nightie billowing a little in the breeze, as she poked her whole body between the curtains,

"You're going to catch a nasty cold, you know," Rafe said with slight annoyance. But he couldn't deny that he found it cute, the way she poked her head out of the window like a silly little puppy. One Rafe just wanted to kiss, wrap his arms around her and carry her back to bed to be all snug and warm in his arms.

"The pond," she giggled in a hushed whisper,

Rafe looked over at her confused, he tilted his head with furrowed brows. "What about the pond?" He said as he pushed out of the covers, getting up and making his way across the room to her.

"It's all frozen." Y/n giggled,

Rafe climbed from the bed and peeked his head out the window alongside her. And sure enough, the pond in the courtyard was now frozen completely. "Well yeah, it's a freezing night Y/n," He replied with a smile, finding his wife's innocence so cute. He reached a hand, wrapping it around Y/n's waist, "Come on, come back into bed." He said, tugging her back with him,

"I just wanted to see all the frost and ice," she said as she returned to the bed a little sad, like a puppy having been told off for jumping on the furniture. as she came and climbed back into the sheets,

Rafe chuckled and shook his head, climbing in next to her and pulling her in close to him. He wrapped her arm around her and kissed her on the forehead. "Silly girl." He teased. He held his wife close, gently playing with her braid, twirling the end around his finger absent-mindedly as he looked over her face.

"I do hope it snows soon," Y/n pleaded,

He smiled down at her. He gave her a peck kiss on the lips, "Well, it'll be Christmas in a couple of weeks. Why do you want it to snow so bad?"

"I like the snow, it's so pretty and white, and it sparkles in the sun, and we all get to wrap up so warm and cosy in all our furs and gloves, and we get to sit by the fire and have nice dark evenings to read or watch the flurries," Y/n explained with such joyful enthusiasm,

Rafe chuckled, "Well I know it’ll will be amazing, as long as I have you at my side, my love." He said as he stroked her face. "Come here.." He murmured, pulling her in so close, that she was completely trapped by his embrace.

Y/n giggled kicking her feet on the sheets

He kissed her properly on the lips. He'd never grow tired of doing this, never grow tired of his lips finding hers. He ran his hand up her back, undoing the braid in her hair. He wanted to run his hands through her hair. Through her locks. She was so beautiful. So perfect. All his. He couldn't get enough of her. Of this. He'd be like this for all of eternity if he could. Right here with his Y/n. Their lips locked. Their bodies intertwined as he stroked her hair with every ounce of his being, like it was the most delicate silk in the world. Rafe's hand slid absentmindedly to the ties of her cotton nightie egar to have a little alone time with his beloved wife this morning, just as her flesh began to be revealed to him, seconds before she'd be exposed and all his for the next few hours-

There was a loud knock on their door.

Rafe groaned in a low growl. "Who is it?"

"The king requests your presence in the royal apartments, Master Sadler." A messenger calls from beyond the door,

He groaned again but nodded. He had to obey the king. "Fine, give me five minute's." He said before climbing out of bed, making his way across the room to his clothes before looking back at his wife with a little smile.

Y/n sat up in the bed letting her nightie fall completely off one shoulder as she watches rafe dress to see the king, "Why does he want to see you so early?" she asked,

Rafe wanted nothing more to run back over to her and have his way with her when she looks at him like that, but he couldn't. "Not sure. Probably just wants to talk business this morning. Don't worry sweet, I'll be back soon?"

Y/n nodded a little absentmindedly as she didn't want him to leave but she knew she had no choice in the matter.

He went around to the side of the bed and planted a kiss on her head. "I'll be back soon." He reassured her, “Don’t move… Be ready and waiting for me. I won’t be hesitating when I get back.” he cooed holding her cheeks before kissing her lips and exciting their suite.

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Paramour

Media - House Of The Dragon Character - Aegon Targaryen Couple - Aegon X Reader Reader - Y/n (Paramour) Rating - 18+ Blow jobs/ nudity/ fingering/ masterkink/ Word Count - 1799

Aegon woke feeling groggy and tired as he almost always did. Likely the wine from the night before. He woke and rubbed his eyes looking around his soft bed of green silks. The sheer gold canopy closed around his bed blocking the day from him and him from the world.

just as he began to wake more yawning slightly the curtains around his bed peak open and she revealed herself,

"Blessed Morning, My King." Y/n cooed as she slipped inside the curtains. Her hair was loose around her shoulders, her skin on full display, eyes wide and willing with a seductive smile across her lips. Her whole body was covered only by a small excuse for a dress made of a thin sheer green organza and a golden chain around her neck.

Y/n was Aegon' paramour, his own personal lady of his chambers. To be toyed with and fucked to his heart's content to stop the young King from going and knocking up a bunch of street of silk whores. And as she was everyday, Y/n was ready and willing to serve.

“Ah, good morning, my little bird,” Aegon purred, running a hand through his messy white hair as he sat up in bed, the silk sheets slipping down to reveal his chest. His eyes roamed over Y/n's curves, lingering on the way her dress seemed to cling to every inch of her body. “You look particularly lovely today,” he said, his voice low and husky with desire. He beckoned her closer with a finger, his gaze never leaving hers. “Come here, my sweet. Let me see what you've brought for me this morning.”

she happily climbed into his royal bed, crawling to him on her knees, stopping at his side within his reach with her knees spread and hands behind her back

“Ah, perfect position,” Aegon whispered, his eyes burning with desire as he reached out to run a finger along the curve of Y/n's throat. He leaned forward, his lips brushing against her ear. “I've been dreaming of this moment all night,” he murmured, his hot breath sending shivers down her spine. His hand trailed down to cup her breast, his thumb teasing the nipple through the thin fabric of her dress. “You're so responsive to my touch,” he purred, his other hand moving lower, fingers dipping to caress the soft flesh of her cunt. “Tell me, Y/n... what do you want me to do to you?”

"Whatever shall bring you pleasure and joy my King" she cooed

Aegon chuckled, his eyes glinting with amusement as he leaned back against the pillows. “How...predictable,” he teased, his fingers still tracing gentle circles around her nipple. “But don't worry my little bird,” he whispered, his voice dripping with promise. “I'll make sure you know exactly what brings me pleasure.” With a sudden movement, he tossed off the covers and swung his legs over the side of the bed. He grasped her wrists, pulling her to her feet and spinning her around to face him. “Kneel for me,” he growled, his voice low and commanding.

"of course my King" she smiled happily kneeling on the floor and looking up at him

Aegon's eyes flashed with satisfaction as he gazed down at Y/n, his chest rising and falling with a slow, deliberate breath. “Good girl,” he whispered, his voice dripping with approval. He reached out to run a hand through her tangled hair, his fingers tangling in the soft strands as he pulled her head back. “Now, show me what you're really worth,” he hissed, his eyes blazing with hunger. He leaned in close, his lips brushing against her ear as he spoke in a low, urgent tone. “Suck me dry, Y/n. Make me cum.”

she began without a word moving closer and kissing his cocks head before happily wrapping her lips around his shaft and sucking hard, her eyes kept contact with his and her hands sat between her legs as she sucked

Aegon's eyes rolled back in his head as Y/n's warm mouth enveloped him, her suction sending waves of pleasure crashing through his body. “Oh, yes...yes…” he groaned, his hips thrusting forward instinctively as he lost himself in the sensation. His gaze remained fixed on Y/n's, drinking in the sight of her rapt expression, her eyes shining with excitement as she worked him over. As he grew closer to climax, Aegon's breathing quickened, his hands reaching out to grasp Y/n's hair, holding her in place as he pumped into her mouth. “Harder...harder…”

she moaned and sucked harder moving one hand up to massage his balls to aid his release while the other rubbed her clit,

Aegon's eyes snapped shut as Y/n's increased suction and expert massage sent him careening towards the edge. “Yes...yes... oh, god…” he chanted, his hips bucking wildly as he struggled to hold on to control. But it was too late, the dam had burst and he felt himself spilling into her mouth, his seed shooting down her throat in hot, pulsating jets.

As the aftershocks of his orgasm faded, Aegon's eyes fluttered open, his gaze locking onto Y/n's once more. He watched, transfixed, as she swallowed convulsively, her throat working to accommodate the thick ropes of semen that had flooded her mouth. With a satisfied smile, he released his grip on her hair, allowing her to pull back and gasp for air. But instead of letting her go, he reached out and wrapped a hand around the back of her neck, drawing her in for a rough kiss. “Marry me,” he growled, his lips crushing hers as he spoke.

she kissed back if a little surprised by his unexpected demand

Aegon's kiss deepened, his tongue probing the depths of Y/n's mouth as he held her in place. He could feel her initial hesitation giving way to desire, her lips relaxing beneath his as she surrendered to the moment. As they broke apart for air, Aegon's eyes locked onto hers, burning with intensity. “You'll marry me,” he repeated, his voice low and commanding. “You'll be my queen, by my side forever.”

"You have a queen-" she tried to explain

Aegon's face darkened, his jaw clenched in annoyance as he cut her off. “You'll do exactly as I say, Y/n,” he hissed, his breath hot against her skin.

"yes my King" she agreed knowing this was merely his pleasure talking and once he was calmed down the whole idea would be forgotten,

A triumphant smile spread across Aegon's face as he tightened his grip on Y/n's wrist, his fingers digging into her skin. “Good girl,” he purred, his voice dripping with satisfaction. He leaned in close, his lips brushing against her ear as he whispered a single word: “Now.” With that, he spun her around, pinning her against the nearby wall as he yanked up her dress and plunged two fingers deep inside her.

she squealed in pleasure her pussy already dripping from her rubbing while she sucked him off, as his fingers moved she moaned and screamed moving her feet apart to give him move space to finger her, and her head threw back in desperate pleasure

Aegon's eyes flashed with excitement as he watched Y/n surrender to his touch, her body arching against the wall as she begged for more. His fingers moved in time with her moans, pumping in and out of her slick folds as he worked her towards another climax. With a grunt of effort, he added a third finger, stretching her wide as he filled her completely.

Y/n's screams grew louder, her body trembling beneath his hands as she teetered on the brink of collapse. And then, with one final thrust, she came apart in his arms, her entire body convulsing in a riot of pleasure as Aegon rode the wave of her orgasm alongside her.

As Y/n's tremors subsided, Aegon withdrew his fingers, leaving her panting and exposed before him. Without a word, he reached down and scooped her up in his arms, carrying her to the nearby bed where he deposited her with a gentle thud. He followed close behind, His eyes roamed over her still-heaving form, drinking in the sight of her flushed skin and parted legs. “You're mine,” he growled, his voice low and possessive as he claimed her once more.

"all yours my King" she cooed up at him

Aegon's face twisted into a cruel smile as he heard Y/n's words, his eyes glinting with amusement in the dim light. He slid a hand between her thighs, finding her wet and ready for him. With a swift motion, he positioned himself at her entrance and pushed forward, claiming her with a single, smooth stroke.

Y/n's gasp was music to his ears as he filled her completely, her body wrapping around him like a vice as she clung to him in desperation.

Aegon's pace quickened, his strokes growing harder and more insistent as he rode Y/n to another crescendo. Her nails dug deep into his shoulders, her breath coming in ragged gasps as she struggled to keep up with his relentless rhythm. As they neared the peak, Aegon's grip on her hips tightened, his fingers biting into her flesh like claws. He lifted her off the bed, holding her aloft as he continued to pump into her with wild abandon. Their bodies crashed together in a frenzy of sweat and skin, the sound of slapping flesh echoing through the room as they hurtled towards their shared release.

As the tension built to a fever pitch, Aegon's eyes locked onto Y/n's, his gaze burning with an inner fire. With one final, brutal thrust, he sent them both tumbling over the edge, their cries mingling in a scream of ecstasy as they shattered together in a blaze of pleasure. For a moment, they hung suspended, frozen in time as the aftershocks wracked their bodies.

Then, slowly, Aegon relaxed his grip on Y/n's hips, allowing her to slide back down onto the bed with a soft thud. He collapsed beside her, his chest heaving with exertion as he wrapped a possessive arm around her waist. “Well done,” he whispered, his voice husky with satisfaction.“You pleased me very well this morning.”

"I am glad your grace." She cooed between her gasps before she sat up and slid her dress down he body leaving her naked "are you satisfied, my King?"

Aegon's eyes narrowed, his gaze raking over Y/n's newly-exposed form with a critical eye. For a moment, he said nothing, simply studying her as if searching for some hidden flaw. But then, a slow smile spread across his face, and he reached out to trail a lazy finger down the curve of her breast. “No,” he murmured, his voice low and husky. “Not yet.” He leaned forward, his lips brushing against the sensitive skin of her neck as he whispered a single word “Again.”

she bit her lip and laid down his bed on her stomach spreading her legs wide "yes my King,"

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Something Special P2

Media - Lockwood & Co. Character - Anthony Lockwood Couple - Anthony X Reader Reader - (OC/ Named Reader) Illa Rating - 17 + seminudity/ (Gets a little... flirty but just wanted bases covered) Word Count - 1991

Warnings - Ghosts/ Death/ Swearing/

Requested inejghafawifesblog asked: yes a part two!! this is so good Anonymous asked: OMG I need Anthony Lockwood pt-2(hopefully with smut) ASAP!!!!!!!

Anthony trudged along the familiar path that led him back to 35 Portland Row, the chill of the evening air nipping at his cheeks. As he entered the cosy confines of his home, he shrugged off his jacket, letting it slide from his shoulders and land on the hook by the door with a soft thud. His rapier followed a moment later, gracefully resting in its designated spot as a silent guardian in the dimly lit room.

He made his way into the kitchen. After pulling out a chair, he sank down at the table, clutching the teddy bear tightly against his chest. Its soft fabric was a soothing company,

A heavy sigh escaped his lips as he weighed the decision that loomed before him. The thought of sealing Illa away in an ordinary silver box situated in the gloomy store room stirred a tight knot in his stomach. That chamber was a graveyard for spirits, an echo of the irate, resentful, and miserable souls he had locked away before. He could envision Illa, trapped in that oppressive cold and darkness, unable to roam freely or delight in the vibrant symphony of flowers that danced under the sun.

He didn’t want to condemn her to such a fate.

“How was that call out, Lockwood?” George asked as he came into the kitchen likely looking for biscuits,

“Fine, good.” Anthony nodded,

“He pay?”

“Yes. In full.”

“Get in! Pizza for tea then,” he said grabbing a can from the fridge,

“Yeah, I’ll leave it to you to call in.”

“What’s with the bear?”

“Hummm?”

“The bear?”

“The bear that you’re hugging onto like a five-year-old?”

“It’s… uhh nothing,” he said, setting the bear on the table, even if he felt a little guilty putting it down.

“Right… okay…” George narrowed his eyes a little suspiciously, “where’s the vessel then I’ll take it down for you,”

“No!” Anthony snapped,

“No?”

“No, I uhhh I’ll take it down in a second,”

“Well, where is it? You did get it right?”

“Yeah, I got it.”

“So… where is it?”

Anthony sighed and glanced at the teddy,

George’s eyes met the bear and he grimaced a little, “Damn, okay… yeah we should have a box big enough for that, I think.” He nodded, “I’ll go take it down,” he reached for the teddy,

“No!” Anthony snapped and grabbed the teddy pulling it close to his chest,

There was a brief moment of silence between the two, only the sound of the kitchen clock ticking between them,

“Okay, do I get to know what the fuck is going on or not, Lockwood?” George crossed his arms,

“Fine.” Anthony sighed, “So, the case I went to today.”

“Yeah?”

“And it's hard to explain but, this wasn’t normal, not typical. different.”

“How?” George took a seat across from Anthony,

“Something… something special.” he nodded, “Okay… so,” He grabbed a pen and began to write and doodle on the thinking cloth to help explain himself, “The house was this old creepy Victorian place,”

“Most things in London are,”

“Shut up.” He snapped, “and the place looked abandoned, This man was the only one there I thought he’d lost it at first but…”

“But?”

“At first he couldn’t even remember my name, or what we were talking about. But then when we went into the conservatory, away from the main house he became so lucid, everything so clear and proper like… the house was what clouded his otherwise wise mind.”

“The f-”

“But there’s more, I asked him if he was alone because I kept hearing footsteps, seeing a girl…”

“And?”

“And he was alone.”

“Then… who did you… see?”

“Her name is Illa.” Anthony stroked the soft fur of the teddy in his hand, “She died a long time ago,”

“What type is she?”

“She isn’t?”

“...Come again?”

“She doesn’t have a type George, she's… something special.” He cooed, “She is… some kind of phantom but, she looks like a shade fully formed and solid, but the tiniest of trails like a glimmer, but footsteps like a stalker.”

“So a type One?”

“No. Solid more like a spector, clothes, hair, face everything. Not some faded feet or hovering, Affect the world around her like a poltergeist,”

“So a type Two then?”

“No. she… she talked to me.”

“She what?”

“Talked to me, we held a conversation, she’s intelligent, she’s self-aware…”

“Self Aware?”

“She knows she’s dead.”

“How much does she know!”

“She has scars from her death, George. She knows she’s dead, knows where her body is, knows how and where she died.”

“Jesus… lockwood that's not possible-”

“And she knew when I arrived what I was there to do. She knew she couldn’t stay there any longer.”

“How did you even get her to retreat to her vessel?”

“I didn’t… she chose to.”

“Choose to?”

“She chose to come with me, to leave that house. She handed me her bear and let me take her away. And…”

“And?”

“And…”

“Lockwood. Tell me.”

“...And she kissed me goodbye.”

“And you're fine!”

“I am.” He smirked,

George's eyes almost bulged from his skull, he took a moment to collect himself and process all he had been told. Clasping his hands together, pressing his hands against his lips, squeezing his eyes shut, “Okay… okay… okay… okay… okay… okay…” He muttered before he let out a long sigh through his nose, “We need to call the inspector-” George demanded,

“What NO!”

“Yes!” George bolted from his seat towards the phone but Anthony grabbed him, throwing him against the wall,

“I’m not letting you.”

The two wrestled and struggled with one another as George did his best to get to the hall and to the phone, but Anthony insisted on him remaining in the kitchen.

“She’s a type… four for all we know!” he yelled, “That’s not even a thing! We need to deal with this!”

“We can deal with this!”

“We need adult supervision, Lockwood!”

“We are adults!”

“Legally. Yes! Mentally. No!” He yelled as they battled it out knocking items from walls and tables, squirming around each other’s grip, “Our brains aren’t fully developed until we're twenty-five we need help!”

“You said last week I’m like mentally thirty-five!”

“Yes! Because you’re a weird little old man sometimes that doesn’t mean we can deal with a whole new type of paranormal entity! Previously unknown to science!”

“We’ll be fine!”

“I watched you bite your own finger while eating toast! You think we are ready for scientific discoveries!”

“You always wanted to experiment, George,”

“Yes On things that are at least partly understood!” he yelled, managing to get through the kitchen door into the hallway but Anthony grabbed him by the ankle, dragging him to the floor and trying to pin him down as he squirmed, “We need help! We have to call DEPRAC!”

“No Way in goddamn hell!”

“Lockwood! Let me go! Or I swear to god I will knee you in the balls!”

“Try it and I know you right back, George!”

“We have to let them take her! At least to see what the hell she even is!” George squirmed out his grip and bolted the phone,

“No!” Anthony yelled lunging after him,

“She could be dangerous!”

“She won’t hurt me.”

“So I’m expendable am I?!”

“I know she’s not dangerous!”

“Based on nothing!” George grabbed the phone, “We have to let them take her!”

Anthony grabbed him before he could even press a single number, tackling him into the living room and onto the sofa, “I made a promise!” he yelled, “SHE IS STAYING! She is staying here. With me. There is not a force in this world that will take her away from me!”

“Why are you so protective!”

“Cause she kissed me!”

“Ohh for god-” He cursed, “GET A GIRLFRIEND LOCKWOOD!”

“I might!”

“An alive one!” He yelled, “That is not a classification I should have to tell you!”

“Give me the phone!”

“No!”

“Give it!”

“Lockwood!”

“Phone! Now!”

“FINE!” George yelled handing over the phone, “You are such a dick,”

“Noted.” Anthony sighed as he stood and straightened his shirt and tie,

George took his opportunity, bringing his knee up as hard and fast as he could hitting right between Anthony’s legs,

Immediately his jaw dropped, eyes bulged, and a whine at least three pitches higher than his usual voice fell from his lips, his knees went first and he plummeted to the ground, muttering every swear word possible and cursing George to every god known to mankind.

George bolted up grabbing the phone and going to put the numbers in, clicking them in fast and efficiently, and after four rings they picked up.

“Department of Psychical Research and Control, You’re through to the agency line.”

“Yes! Hello! This is George Karim, deputy of Lockwood and Co.” George rushed to explain to the woman, “I need to make an urgent report regarding a-”

Anthony had caught his breath enough to desperately crawl across the living room to grab the phone line cord and ripped it from the wall cutting off the phone call while George was mid-sentence, snapping the plastic plug from the cable leaving it completely unusable.

George put down the phone and glared at him,

“Fuck… you… George…”

“Fine! I give up! Keep it in the house…”

“Her.”

“Her! Fine! Just leave me the hell out of it!” He yelled heading up the stairs, “And if she turns evil in the middle of sucking your dick and bites it off I am NOT calling the ambulance for you!” Before slamming his bedroom door,

Anthony gasped lying on his back still reeling from the incredible pain. “Noted.”

Slowly he picked himself up and off the floor still limping a little as he walked, picking up the teddy from the kitchen table. As he looked into its little brown eyes he knew he couldn’t bear to put Illa down in the storeroom, so he pulled the bear to his chest and headed up to his bedroom.

He set the teddy on the top of his pillows and pulled off his tie, starting to unbutton his shirt. He stopped glancing back at the bear.

He moved his hand back, taking the bear and turning it so the eyes faced away from him, before he continued undoing the buttons and slipping it off into the laundry pile.

He peeled off his belt and unbuttoned his trousers tugging them down and kicking them off,

He opened the drawer digging around for a clean pair of Pyjama bottoms, picking out a nice blue pair. He turned back one hand on the Pijama and the other on the waistband of his boxers about to remove them when he jumped-

The teddy bear was once again facing him, having fully turned around on his pillows in a way that was not possible to be done without intervention. Even the bear's little arms seemed to now be a little higher and wider almost like it was asking to be hugged.

“Illa?” he questioned, moving closer. He’d never known a visitor to affect their vessel once they retreated to it. He’d never heard of a visitor ever being able to affect their vessel even the strongest he’d seen. He moved a little closer, fascinated but then…

He realised what she actually did. She turned the bear around… To See him! As he undressed!

“Illa!” he reprimanded, using the pyjamas to cover his boxers, But he chuckled a little, and quickly changed covering as much as he could before he climbed into bed, he smiled before wrapping his arms around the bear tightly and pulling it to his chest as he bundled up in the covers, “Humm naughty girl.” He cooed, rubbing his nose against the bear. “Oh- Damn it!” he cursed, realizing he’d left the light on, “One sec-” He began but before he could even sit up the light went out, “Oh. Aww, thanks, Illa.” He cooed, “Now… where were we?”

“I swear to god! If I hear you start fucking that bear Lockwood, I will walk straight out of this house and drown myself in the themes!” George yelled from his room,

“Piss off George…” he yelled back, “We’re only cuddling… aren’t we Illa?” He cooed pulling the bear a little closer, “Goodnight Illa.” he smiled pressing a tender kiss to the little bear, squeezing it tightly and drifting off to sleep. 

Part 3?

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Something Special P1 - 15 + Something Special P2 - 17+ Housewife - 15+ Still Night time - Coming Soon!

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Luke Darling P2

Media - House Of The Dragon Character - Lucerys Velaryon Couple - Lucerys X Reader (Targaryenisum) Reader - Y/n (Rhaynera's Daughter) Rating - 18+ hj/ kissing/ nudity/ bouncing breasts/ teasing/ Word Count - 1230 Requested - Anonymous asked: please give us a part two of Luke Darling 😭 I'm on my knees rosieevan asked: AAAAAAH I NEED MORE THAT WAS SO COOL

Y/n got herself dressed into her thin gown, cutting it shorter and binding it tighter around herself. A long black silk wrapped around her breasts and down her arms for long sleeves, with sheer red fabric over her, The dress hugged every inch of her tightly with her cleavage on full display. She walked herself through the tunnels to arrive at the painted table’s hall. Her family and mother’s court all stood around the table debating things.

She walked confidently to the table standing between her eldest brothers.

Discussion momentarily paused as she arrived as all those at the table glanced at her, eyebrows raising and jaws dropping at her dress.

But the conversation continued and eyes glanced away all but of course…

Lucerys stood beside Y/n, his eyes wide, firmly on his sister, breathless, his lips parted and his chest bouncing fast, his hands gripped tightly behind his back.

Jacaerys gave her a look too rather shocked, “Ughh… Hi Y/n.”

“Hello Jacaerys,” She smiled at him, Y/n waited making sure not to look at him for a while, arching her back a little to make her cleavage even more obvious. Slowly she glanced over slowly going from boots to collar before finally meeting his lust-filled and desperate eyes. “Hello, Luke Darling,”

“...Hello.” He whispered,

“Yes?” She said as hushed and sultry as she could,

Luke gave no words merely a soft whine unable to even blink as he looked at her.

“Lucerys!” Rhaynera commands across the table as he’d ignored her last two summonses,

“Hum, Yes! Yes… sorry mother.” He gulped breaking his eyes away from Y/n and back to their mother,

“I want you to go down to the east docks and meet with your grandfather.”

“Yes, mother.” He nodded,

Once everyone had their duties for the day everyone left the table to begin, Y/n remained at the table a little longer before she headed out to the castle gates, where she saw her brother Lucerys changed into his black breeches, black shirt, blue doublet and cloak, ready to go and meet with his grandfather Corlys Velaryon. Fixing his hair as the carriage was readied for the ride down the Dragonmount and through the villages of Dragonstone to the docks where his ship was to arrive.

”Luke darling?” Y/n called out to him,

Lucerys froze up and slowly turned to face her, his eyes wide and he choked back another whine, “I uhh… I ughhh… Yes! Hello… Y/n. Hi.”

“Hello,” she smiled, “I was wondering if you wanted some company down to the docks?”

“Ohh! I uhhh… umm…” he stuttered, “I uhh… thank you, I’d like that.” He nodded,

Y/n smiled offering her hand, which Lucerys immediately took squeezing tightly,

“I uhh I think it’ll be nice for us to… uhh … spend some time together.”

“I’m sure it will.” She cooed kissing his cheek with a slow sensual kiss, “Shall we?” she asked climbing into the carriage,

“Yes, yes of course we uhhh let's get going.” he nodded biting his lip as he stared not so secretly at her ass as she climbs inside.

Lucerys gulped and climbed inside the carriage with her, sitting across from Y/n and closing the door. The carriage began to move slowly the horses taking a gentle pace which rocked the carriage back and forth. He did his best not to look but he felt rude not making eye contact with her, but any time he tried to meet her eyes his gaze fell to her breasts. Watching as they bounce and jiggle from the carriage’s movement. He held his hands in his lap trying to conceal his erection that threatened to break through his britches.

Y/n kept her eyes on his, her smile growing wider the longer he looked. “Everything alright Luke darling?”

“I uhh… I’m… fine.” he gulped, “I uhhh… Well, I uhh…”

“Yes?”

“I like your uhh new dress…”

“Thank you,” she cooed, “That’s very sweet of you Luke,” she smiled moving across the carriage to sit beside him,

Lucerys struggled to resist moving closer to her himself,

“But… I guess I shouldn’t be surprised.” She smirked, slowly setting her hand on his knee,

Lucerys couldn’t hold back a whine almost a squeak as he watched her hand, the very feeling of her warm touch through his britches was already threatening to lose him to madness, “Y/n…”

Y/n chuckled, “Yes Luke Darling?” She asked sliding her hand slowly higher up his leg,

“Oohh gods-” He gasped squeezing his eyes shut, his cock throbbing in his breeches,

Y/n smirked and slid her hand even higher, her fingers running gentle circles around his mid-thigh, “Something wrong?”

“I ughhh well…”

“Yes?”

“Ohh fuck it!” He groaned laying his head on her shoulder, sniffing her scent, rubbing his skin against hers, moaning into her neck, his hips bucking and squirming trying to make her hand go higher, “Just don’t stop y/n…” he pleaded,

Y/n grinned smugly and made sure to keep her hand close to his groin but still not touching his throbbing bulge, “Oh? You don’t want me to stop Luke darling?”

“No… please… don’t stop…” he begged,

“You like it when I do this?”

“Yes…”

“You like me touching you?”

“Yes.”

“You like me touching you like this?”

“Yes!”

“You want me to touch you here?” Y/n slid her hand higher rubbing her fingers against him to brush them against his cock,

“YES!” He begged, “Please… Please Y/n.”

Y/n chuckled smugly rubbing over his cock fully wrapping her fingers around his throbbing shaft though his breeches,

“Yes… Yes!” he breathed, “Y/n please I’m-”

“You’re what Luke darling?” she teased kissing his cheek,

“I’m so close… please…” he whimpers,

“Awww? Really?” Y/n cooed, “You poor thing, But I’m not to sure we have time…”

“We have time! I know we do, I’m already close please!” He begged,

“I don’t know.” she teased him, “I’m not sure how many times we can get you to the edge and stop before we reach the docks… maybe only once or twice.”

He turned bright red looking into her eyes, “Oh gods- You- you- you know…”

“I know Luke Darling,” she smirked tickling under his chin,

Before either could say another word the carriage went over a harsh bump, jolting the carriage and almost knocking them both off their seats, The harsh bounce and toss of their bodies caused the fabric of Y/n’s dress to fall revealing her bare breasts.

Lucerys eyes immediately glued to her skin and he made sure to savour every single inch of what he saw, just the mere sight of her bare breasts tipped him over the edge, and he let out a high-pitched whine his whole face and body relaxing almost like he melted from the released tension, his cock sputtering out a load of his seed inside his breeches, and he collapsed against the carriage,

Y/n laughed fixing her dress, “You alright?”

“...yeah… better now.” He nodded red with his utter humiliation using his cloak to cover the dark patch on his breeches fabric,

As the carriage came to a stop,

“We should get going.”

“Yeah… we should.” he agreed,

“Come on Luke darling.” She smirked, giving his lips a tender kiss which he happily took kissing her back excitedly, till she pulled away rubbing her nose on his, “Come on, we don’t want to make grandfather angry now.”

“True… you twist my arm sister. But fine.” he teased, getting up and climbing out offering his hand to help y/n climb out checking her out one last hard time before they headed to meet the ships. 

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The Air Mattress

Media - The Queens Gambit Character - Benny Watts Couple - Benny X Reader Reader - Ani Rating - 18+ Semi non con/ breast play/ nipple play/ fingering/ raw sex/ pinv/ Word Count - 1181

Benny couldn't stop staring. He had Ani visiting him for a week while she was in town. But he found himself unable to sleep both nights she'd been here so far.

Ani lay in Benny's living room on the air mattress fast asleep, wearing a pair of blue cotton panties and a loose-fitting white crop top, her nipples poking through already from the cold air.

Benny has spent almost all of both nights she'd been here like this. Leaning on his doorframe looking at her imagining running his hands all over her, grabbing her breasts, fingering her, getting to hold her down and fuck her. But he knew she wouldn't let him... If anything that just made him want to all the more... Just to hear her scream.

He took a step back, trying to shake off the image that had been building in his mind. His eyes drifted to the clock on the wall, and then back to Ani, who was still sleeping peacefully. Benny felt a surge of frustration at being denied what he wanted, but he knew better than to push her boundaries. He cleared his throat, trying to distract himself from the lust that had taken over. “Ani,” he said softly, trying not to wake her. “Time to get up, sugar.” he leant down close to her

Ani squirmed and shifted a little but still remained in the cling of sleep,

“Wake up, sleepyhead,” he whispered, his voice husky with amusement. He gently brushed a strand of hair behind her ear, his fingers grazing her skin, his hands slid down her neck softly cupping her breast before he even noticed he was doing it, her breast loose in his hand making her squirm a little more, His thumb instinctively rolled over her nipple, feeling it harden beneath his touch. Benny's eyes snapped open, and he froze, his gaze locked onto Ani's face, searching for any sign of reaction.

Her lips parted slightly, and a soft gasp escaped her mouth, but she didn't stir. For a moment, they were suspended in time, the only sound the gentle rise and fall of their breathing.

Benny's heart pounded in his chest as he held her breast, his fingers curled possessively around its curve. He felt a primal urge…

she squirmed on her back and softly whimpered in protest but was still too deep in sleep to argue

A low chuckle rumbled in Benny's throat as he tightened his grip on her breast, his thumb continuing to tease her nipple. He leaned in closer, his lips brushing against her earlobe, “Oh, sugar, you're so responsive,” he whispered, his voice dripping with desire. His free hand slipped down, tracing the curve of her waist before dipping lower, seeking out the warmth between her legs.

she softly moaned her hips squirming in pleasure

Benny's fingers found their target, slipping into the wet heat of her pussy, and he couldn't help but groan in satisfaction. His thumb continued to tease her nipple, rolling it between his fingers as he worked her clit with his other hand. “You're so damn hot,” he muttered, his voice barely above a whisper, his breath catching in his throat as he delved deeper into her folds. He added another finger, scissoring them inside her,

she arched her back, her face reading of her pure pleasure, her hips bucking wildly as she rode his touch.

Benny's eyes flashed open, and he watched her face contort, his cock throbbing in response its girth straining against the fabric of his shorts . He slowed his pace, teasing her with gentle strokes, drawing out the pleasure until she was writhing beneath him. Benny's fingers danced across her sensitive spots, coaxing forth a maelstrom of sensations that left her panting and wanting more. As she teetered on the edge of orgasm, he withdrew his fingers, leaving her trembling with anticipation. A sly smile spread across his face as he reached for the waistband on his shorts, his movements deliberate and calculated. “It's my turn now,” he whispered, his voice dripping with promise, his eyes burning with intensity as he pulled out his cock, and ripped off her panties 

Benny's body moved with a fluid rhythm, his cock plunging into her depths as he rubbed her nipple with the heel of his hand.

the feeling of his cock made her eyes open and she screamed but Benny clamped a hand over her mouth starting his thrusts as he groped her breast,

She bucked beneath him, her legs wrapping tightly around his waist as she tried to anchor herself to him. Her eyes blazed with a fierce intensity, and Benny's gaze locked onto hers, drinking in the sight of her passion.

He pistoned into her, his thrusts growing harder and faster as he chased the peak of their pleasure together. With each stroke, he whispered filthy things in her ear, his words weaving a spell of submission and surrender that left her helpless against his onslaught. As he fucked her, Benny's fingers dug into her hip, holding her in place as he ravaged her cunt. The sound of their bodies slapping together filled the air, a primal beat that seemed to match the pounding of their hearts.

she protests and whimpers in desperation but Benny plays with her nipple and her clit making her unable to resist for too long her body desperate for the attention,

Benny's fingers danced across her skin, his touch igniting a fire that threatened to consume her whole. He pinched her nipple, sending a jolt of electricity through her body, and she cried out, her voice muffled by his hand still covering her mouth. As he continued to tease her clit, Benny's cock drove deeper into her pussy, stretching her walls and filling her with a sense of fullness that bordered on pain.

Her body began to tremble, her muscles locking down as she struggled to hold back the inevitable.

But Benny knew better than to give her an inch he pressed his advantage, fucking her harder and faster as he worked her nipples and clit into a frenzy.

And then, suddenly, she was there cresting the wave of pleasure that had been building inside her for what felt like an eternity. Her body convulsed around him, milking every last drop of cum from his cock as he buried himself deep within her core.

Benny's chest heaved with exertion as he rode her out, his cock still throbbing within her depths. He withdrew slowly, his fingers lingering on her nipple as he pulled away, leaving her gasping and spent. For a moment, they lay there, entwined but motionless, the only sound the heavy breathing of two people who'd pushed themselves to the limit. Benny chuckled, His hand slid up her belly, his fingers splayed wide as he cupped her breasts, “You have no idea how long I’ve wanted to do that to you Ani.” he growled, “Now… be a good girl and come lay in my bed.”

She nodded excitedly, pushing herself up into his waiting arms,

“Humm come on, you can keep my cock warm in bed tonight, Sugar” he growled slapping her ass as he took her to his room. 

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Baby Tully

Media - House Of The Dragon Character - Oscar Tully (Age Up I suppose) Couple - Oscar X Reader Reader - Y/n (wife) Rating - 12 Word Count - 1009

Oscar returned to his room after a long day of being the lord paramount of the riverlands, heading up the tallest tower to his room in Riverrun. As he arrived to his room. He found Y/n sitting up in bed with the fire burning bright. Already dressed in her nightie and slowly working wool between her fingers as she makes little socks, hats and blankets. Her belly was swollen so much that her nightie barely fit her, ready to give birth any day Oscar stood in the doorway, watching quietly. His heart filled with a mix of affection and worry. He entered the room, closing the door softly behind him. He approached the bed and sat down next to her. He placed a gentle hand on her swollen stomach, a small smile playing at the corner of his mouth. "You should be resting, my love. Not staying up late sewing."

"I wanted to make sure baby Tully has some nice warm socks."

Oscar chuckled softly, his hand still gently rubbing her stomach. He could feel their baby moving inside her. "Baby Tully will have plenty of warm socks, I assure you. But I worry about you, my love. You must rest and take care of yourself."

"I am resting I've been in bed all week Oscar I'm sure it'll be alright."

Oscar sighed. He knew she was strong-willed and stubborn, but he also knew she was heavily pregnant. He took one of her hands in his, intertwining their fingers together. "I know you feel restless, but the healers say you must take it easy. Our child will be here soon, and I don't want anything to happen to either of you."

she softly squeezed his hand, "I know you worry." She softly smiled, "alright. I will rest." She agreed putting her work down and laying down to get as comfortable as she could.

Oscar smiled, He helped her settle in, readjusting the pillows to better support her. He sat down next to her, looking down at her fondly. "Thank you, my love. I know it's not easy to stay still when you're pregnant, especially with how active our child is. But we have to be careful." He reached out and gently brushed a strand of hair away from her face.

she nodded and took his hand settling it on her belly, "he's very active today. Dancing and wiggling. I think he's getting ready, getting packed up to head out."

A gentle laugh rumbled in Oscar's chest as he felt the tiny movements in her belly. He caressed her bump, his palm pressing against their baby's wiggling. "He's restless, He's getting ready to meet us. It won't be much longer now."

Y/n nodded keeping her hand on his as they felt the baby, "Let's hope he finds the way out quickly and efficiently. I'd rather not be laid for days waiting for him to figure it out."

Oscar chuckled again and leaned down to press a kiss to her forehead. "He will find his way out when he's ready. But I agree, I hope it happens quickly for your sake. I don't like seeing you in discomfort." He shifted a bit on the bed, sitting closer to her. He continued to stroke her stomach, feeling the baby move beneath his touch. "You know, I can't wait to meet him. To hold our little boy in my arms. It's still hard to believe we're going to be parents soon."

"it is hard to believe. But that's what happens Oscar when a husband and wife love each other very much. Little lords and ladies arrive," she giggled,

Oscar chuckled, his eyes sparkling with affection. He leaned down and pressed a gentle kiss to her stomach. He spoke against her skin, his words tender. "That's right, my love. And we've certainly loved each other enough to make this little one. He will be the most loved child in all Westeros, I promise you that."

"mhm, heir to Riverrun, the riverlands and the title of lord paramount." She smiled, "you're going to have to wait an awful long while for those titles thought kiddo. Cause I'm not letting daddy go anywhere." She smiled giving Oscar a kiss,

Oscar chuckled and returned her kiss, his hand still resting on her stomach. He smiled at her words, a mixture of affection and understanding in his eyes. "You're right, he will have a long wait indeed. But for now, I'm happy to just be here with you, and to watch you grow with our child. We have all the time in the world, my love." He shifted on the bed again, positioning himself closer to her. He wrapped his arm around her, pulling her tight against him. He pressed another kiss to her forehead, his fingers idly tracing patterns on her skin. "I can't wait to see you as a mother. You're already so nurturing and loving. Our child will be so fortunate to have you as his mother."

"and very fortunate to have you as his father."

Oscar smiled softly, touched by her words. He pulled her closer, holding her tight against his chest. He nuzzled his face into her hair, his breath warm against her skin. "You flatter me, my love. I promise you I will do everything in my power to be a good father."

"I know you will." She cooed cuddling him, "We should rest storms coming over tomorrow,"

Oscar nodded in agreement. He settled in beside her, his arms around her. "Yes, you're right. We need our rest. We have a long day ahead of us tomorrow."

"Goodnight Oscar." Y/n cooed,

Oscar held her close, feeling comfort in her warmth. He pressed a gentle kiss to her forehead and smiled. "Goodnight, my love. Sweet dreams."

"Goodnight little baby," she cooed rubbing her belly,

Oscar chuckled softly at her words, his hand joining hers on her belly. He whispered to the baby. "Goodnight little one. Rest and grow strong. Your mother and I are eagerly awaiting your arrival."

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Victoria's Secret

Media - House of Anubis Character - Jerome Clarke Couple - Jerome X Reader Reader - y/n Rating - 18 semi Nuidty Word Count - 1157

After Jerome made his deal with Rufus Zeno, the guy handed over two thousand pounds. So Jerome had put half away to save and went on an absolute mad shopping spree getting stuff for himself. but of course, when going on a shopping spree he couldn't not buy anything for his beloved girlfriend so he picked her up a little present. Jerome was grinning from ear to ear as he walked up the stairs hiding the bag behind his back. he made his way to y/n's room and did his best not to seem too excited.

Jerome smirked unable to help feeling giddy as he hid Victoria's secret bag behind his back, the bag containing her gift, of course, it was also a gift for him as he would get to see her wearing it. He tapped on her door and y/n quickly opened it.

"Oh hi Jerome," she smiled giving him a quick peck,

Jerome returned the brief kiss before holding out the bag "I got you a little something."

"awww really? But it's not my birthday, and our anniversary isn't for another two months" she chuckled

he shrugged with a goofy smile. "can't I just treat you, princess?" he asked with a hint of cockiness

"You're too sweet to me," she cooed tugging him inside her room and giving him another kiss

he chuckled softly as she pulled him into her room. He pulled her waist against his, returning her kiss. he pressed her up against her wall as he deepened the kiss, completely forgetting that he had a gift for her,

she pulled away and giggled "Don't I get my present first?" She jokingly pouts

he groaned softly but smiled. he was impatient but he would let her have the gift. it wouldn't be very long until later, anyway "Yeah, here." he said handing her the Victoria's secret bag

she smiled happily taking the iconic paper bag "oooohh it's fancy!" She giggled sitting on her bed "You spoil me!" She giggled as she began to work on opening it without damaging the bag

Jerome chuckled and sat beside her, keeping a hand on her waist so that the two of them were as close to each other as possible. “I just love getting pretty things for my pretty girlfriend,” he said with a smirk

she giggled as she pulled out the pink tissue paper setting It to the side and pulling out what he bought her. A beautiful lace set of bra and panties, with laces at the centre of the front of the bra and matching laces down the backside of the panties, "Oooohh! Jerome it's so pretty" she giggled looking everything over and getting up to hold the items against her body "My favourite colour too"

Jerome watched intently as she looked over the set, “Oh, I know it’s your favourite colour,” he said confidently, watching her hold it up to herself. he was sure that she would look absolutely perfect in it. he gently put a hand on her hip, standing up and pulling her against him again “You should try it on, princess. I want to see how pretty you look in it.”

she giggled and nodded rushing behind her wardrobe door to get changed. It didn't take her too long and she quickly emerged. The lace contrasted with her skin, the lace hugged her like a second skin, the laces on the bra pulled her together giving her even more intense cleavage than usual, the panties hugged her snuggly with the laces on the back giving her a cute little bow almost like a bunny tail. She played with her hair and did a little spin "How do I look?"

Jerome's eyes darkened and his mouth fell open. He'd never seen her look so beautiful. He was left speechless. he gently touched her hips, letting his hands run over her skin as he eyed her up and down "You look absolutely gorgeous." he purred softly. he didn't think it was possible to look so perfect. he pulled her flush against his body, gently placing kisses on her neck

she giggled squirming a little at his kisses

he let out a low chuckle against her neck, loving the sound of her giggling. he trailed his lips to her ear to whisper into it “You’re so damn beautiful. I might have to get you more of these…” he murmured into her ear, nipping at it softly, his hands tracing over her skin, unable to get enough of her.

"You don't need to spoil me anymore, this is enough." She cooed "Thank you very much Jerome for my present" she giggled kissing him softly "it must have been expensive, how much was it?"

“Trust me, princess, I’ll never finish spoiling you.” he said simply, his eyes still roaming over the way she looked in his gift “And I’m not going to tell you how much it cost. You’ll just say it’s too much.” he smirked, pulling her impossibly closer to him

she rolled her eyes a little "you shouldn't spend your money on me."

“Why not, sweetheart? I love spoiling you with beautiful things and making you feel so good. I’d spend all my money on you if I could.” he whispered, gently pulling her earlobe between his teeth "besides you need to get used to being spoilt, when we graduate and I get a high paying job, I'll have lots of money to spend spoiling you." he smirked giving her backside a firm slap

she giggled at his slap, as already his fingers trailed into the corset-style lacing, "oh will you know? So I'm just going to be some spoilt little trophy wife?"

he chuckled softly and he began to gently pull on the lacing, loving how pretty she looked in it “Of course you’re going to be my trophy wife. I’m going to show you off and make every guy who looks at you insanely jealous because you’re all mine. and you’re going to be spoiled as hell” he smirked against her neck, his lips moving over her flesh, his hands tracing over her body still pulling on the lacing but also running over her skin "You're gonna want for nothing, love. you’re going to be spoiled with nice holidays, gifts, and anything you want, my pretty little princess. you’re mine, and you’re going to look damn good on my arm as I show you off everywhere I go.”

she giggled again "and what amazing job are you planning on having to pay for all this?"

“Not sure yet. Maybe something to do with business or finance.” he muttered, gently walking her back towards her bed, he laid her down and settled between her legs. he continued to pull on the laces, his eyes still roaming over every inch of exposed skin “You don’t need to worry, though, love, I’ll make sure you’re spoilt for the rest of your life.” he cooed, “Now… as beautiful as you look in that Y/n. I want you out of it.” He growled…

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Baby

Media - Rings Of Power Character - Elrond Couple - Elrond X Reader Reader - Y/n (Wife) Rating - 18 + fingering/ making out/ pinv/ full sex/ breeding Word Count - 1009

Elrond made his way to his chambers after a long day of dealing with Gil-galad and Galadriel being at utter war with one another. He slipped inside closing the door behind him and taking a breath. He kicked off his boots and cloak preparing for a present relaxing evening, however as he stepped inside he suddenly was caught off guard by a voice.

"Hello, my love..." Y/n cooed,

Y/n, Elronds wife stood in the middle of their chambers, her hair loose flowing down her back, her body draped with a half-sheer blue robe that she held together with one hand at her stomach. The neckline is so low it barely even conceals her breasts. The candlelight flickered gently, casting shadows that danced across her body.

Elrond's eyes met her and bulged slightly in surprise, a smile tugging at the corners of his lips as he took in the sight of her. “My darling,” he whispered, his voice low and filled with longing he wasn’t used to her being so bold… but he liked it. He slowly approached her, his gaze never leaving hers. As he drew closer, the sweet scent of jasmine wafted off her skin, enveloping him in a sensual embrace. His hands reached out to gently caress her waist, “Hello, my beautiful Y/n,” Elrond murmured, his fingers trailing along the edge of her robe. He leaned in closer, his lips brushing against her ear as he whispered, “What did I do to deserve such a welcome?”

Y/n cooed stepping backwards out of his grip, "You remember... Some days ago now, we discussed... Our intentions for attempting, little elves?" She hinted,

Elrond's eyebrows raised at her coy mention of their previous conversation. “Yes, my darling. I remember quite well.” Elrond's heart raced with anticipation as he began to slowly unbutton his shirt, revealing his sculpted chest. “You look exquisite,” he growled, his voice rough with desire. “Do you want me to worship every inch of your perfect body tonight, Y/n?” he growled pulling her against him letting her feel how hard just the meer sight of her like this had made him,

Y/n scoffed and pushed off her robe leaving her naked. She wrapped her arms around his neck and whispered against his lips, "Not tonight... Tonight... I want a baby."

Elrond's breath hitched as her lips brushed against his, his eyes fluttering closed for a brief moment. When he opened them again, they were filled with a mix of love, desire, and something deeper a of how he longed to create a family with the woman he adored, “Y/n,” he breathed out, His lips captured hers in a searing kiss, pouring all of his love and yearning into the embrace. Elrond slowly lowered them both onto the bed, never breaking contact with her mouth. “I love you,” he whispered between kisses, his hands roaming over every curve of her body. “And I want nothing more than to give you a child.” Elrond positioned himself between her legs, his hardness pressing against her thigh.

"I love you too." She cooed, her hand stroking down his stomach and unlacing his breeches,

Elrond's lips trailed down her neck, leaving a trail of kisses. His hands gently cupped her breasts, thumbs brushing over her nipples, causing them to pebble and ache for more. “You are so beautiful,” he whispered, his voice filled with reverence as he took one nipple into his mouth, sucking gently.

Y/n gasped, her back arching off the bed as waves of pleasure washed over her.

Elrond's other hand slid down her stomach, his fingers delving between her legs, finding her wet and ready for him. “You're so wet for me,” He slid his index and middle finger inside her thrusting hard as he moved his hips until she squealed

“I need you, my love,” Y/n whimpered, her hips bucking against his hand.

Elrond continued his tongue circling her nipple before he took it fully into his mouth and sucked hard.

Y/n cried out, her nails digging into his back as pleasure and pain intertwined.

“You sure you want this?” he asked pushing off his breeches, letting his hard cock spring free,

“I know I do, do you?”

“Yes my darling,” he growled against her skin, his breath hot against her chest. He positioned himself at her entrance, the head of his cock pressing against her warmth. With one powerful thrust, Elrond buried himself inside her, filling her. Elrond began to move, slowly at first, savouring the feel of her tight heat gripping him. He set a steady rhythm, his thrusts deep and powerful, each one sending Y/n closer to the edge. “You feel so good,” he groaned, his hands gripping her hips as he pounded into her. His thrusts became harder, faster, and more urgent. Y/n met him stroke for stroke, wrapping her legs around his waist and pulling him deeper inside her.

“Yes! Yes!” she begged, her nails raking down his back as she approached her orgasm. “Faster!”

Elrond obliged, his pace intensifying as he felt her tighten around him. He leaned down, capturing her lips in a searing kiss as he continued to thrust into her. “I- I’m So close,” he grunted against her lips, his own orgasm looming just out of reach.

Y/n broke the kiss, her head thrown back in ecstasy as she screamed out her release. Her eyes rolled back and her nails scratched his back like cat claws.

The feel of her shuddering around him pushed Elrond over the edge, and with a few more powerful thrusts, he spilt himself inside her, filling her with his seed. He collapsed onto the bed beside her, both of them panting heavily. He pulled her close, his arm wrapped around her waist as he nuzzled her neck. “That was incredible,” he murmured, kissing the sensitive skin beneath her ear.

Y/n smiled contentedly, snuggling deeper into his embrace. “Now we wait,” she said softly,

Elrond smiled resting a hand on her belly, “Now we wait. With bated breaths my darling.” he cooed kissing her lips softly, “I love you so much Y/n,”

“I love you more Elrond,”