Heyaa im Astra/Star and this is my "get to know me" post. Enjoyy๐๐น
โ Name is Astra but im also very ok with Star too since it used to be my old nickname on twitter! Im lesbian and also i use they/she pronouns!!
โ Im a self-taught artist who used to draw for fanfics and/or take comissions and requests but as life got busier i honestly couldnt keep up anymore as yall can guess.(i still draw tho not as frequently as i used to dw ill probably come back to the drawing scene sooner or later)
โ Since i went to a vocational high school im actualy a mechanic who works on cars and stuff but ik currently studying for the university exam so im not working.(i looooooove my job as a mechanic)
โ I believe in "hating the characters that youre most alike" thought and i will stand my ground on it lollz
โ Im like,realy multi fandom honestly. Maybe not every single mainstream or niche fandom but i used to be in a shit ton of fandoms back in 2020-2023 sooo yeah
โ Im super chill about most of the things if its ethical for my thinking i wont judge anyone for the little things.(ill change your tampon and help you wax like, bffr)
โ If im sounding/looking a bit too cold rn just know that its bc im going through hard times and im actualy new on tumblr idk the weather around here guys i used to be a twitter girly
โ I play leauge and i used to play a lot of games too but since im studying for my uni exam i dont have the time๐ญ๐ญ๐ญ
โ My fav animals are bunnies and arctic foxes!!
โ Yeah i think thats about all also im from turkiye and i speak turkish/english ๐น๐ท (also i will happily make you doner if you would like lololol)
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Jason Todd, who needs you like he needs to breathe- scratch that, he needs you more than he needs to breathe. He genuinely cannot sleep unless youโre by his side, cuddling him or even holding his hand. He struggles to keep from hyperventilating after a rough night of patrol unless youโre right there in front of him, cupping his face and peppering little kisses anywhere you can reach. Crowds make him nervous, he canโt even walk through the city unless youโre in arms reach, where he can pull you to his side in order to keep himself grounded. He searches for you in every single room he enters, even if he knows you wonโt be there. Call him cheesy, but he keeps a photo booth strip of the two of you from one of your dates by the pier in his wallet, he pulls it out to look at whenever he needs to calm himself down and youโre not around. Jason needs you so much, it literally hurts, and he wouldnโt have it any other way.
Jason Todd, who needs you like he needs to breathe- scratch that, he needs you more than he needs to breathe. He genuinely cannot sleep unless youโre by his side, cuddling him or even holding his hand. He struggles to keep from hyperventilating after a rough night of patrol unless youโre right there in front of him, cupping his face and peppering little kisses anywhere you can reach. Crowds make him nervous, he canโt even walk through the city unless youโre in arms reach, where he can pull you to his side in order to keep himself grounded. He searches for you in every single room he enters, even if he knows you wonโt be there. Call him cheesy, but he keeps a photo booth strip of the two of you from one of your dates by the pier in his wallet, he pulls it out to look at whenever he needs to calm himself down and youโre not around. Jason needs you so much, it literally hurts, and he wouldnโt have it any other way.
synopsis: married to toji for three years, life was bliss. a new step mother, dutiful wife and a loving blue collar husband โ you life couldnโt be more perfect. but behind the perfect family both husband and wife had deeper secrets to hide when they are tasked with killing each other.
content: mentions of blood, death & killing (not graphic), false pretenses, hurtful & harsh language, smut :: note: this is my 1k special โ tysm!!! BASED OFF MR & MRS SMITH (ily angelina jolie) โ sword divider @/fairytopea & art: @/lilyxxssi on twt :: wc: 5.7k
โokay megumi, have a great day honey!โ, you cooed, kissing your sonโs head as he trotted out the door. you held out your hand with a heavy lunch box hanging off your hand, โand um, you too.โ
your husband stood next to you at the opening of the door, eyes roaming your figure as he towered over you, work box in his hand.
โmade me lunch?โ, his gravelly voice murmured as he grabbed the heavy thing from your hand to settle it with the rest of his stuff.
โi get a sweet goodbye tooโฆor thatโs just for the kid?โ
โsureโ, you cooed, bending your head back as toji landed a quick kiss to your lips. โokay bye!โ
you watched the two tottle off to tojiโs truck and as you heard the muffler pull down the road in loud bursts, you shut the door with a sigh.
you leaned off the door, eyes scanning your perfect house, clean floors, painted walls and family pictures that felt like you weren't actually in them.
one last peek through the front blinds, you pad softly to the kitchen, hands pressing down on the counter until you hear a soft click as the side panel opens to grab the file that peeks out.
okay. it's 8:15 am right now, your eyes flahsed to the clock, megumi gets out at 4 and you need to be back by 2:00pm to get groceries to make dinner by the time toji is home at 6.
the usual day off for you.
and the usual morning for toji.
he threw all his stuff including the lunch, you carefully and neatly, packed for him, on the floor of his truck as he pulled up in front of megumi's school. "have a good day, kid."
and then he was off.
yes, toji fushiguro was a plumber. he had the tool box, the overalls and the license to prove it! hell...it was even on his beatup truck he drove around to promote the damn business.
but if you looked closer...every house he went into didn't leave the same.
blood splattered walls that would be scrubbed clean. windows wiped until they reflected nothing back. that heavy toolbox? it held more than wrenchesโjust a small handgun fitted with a silencer, a few rounds. enough to get the job done.
drop, fix "the problem", kill, clean, maybe do paperwork and head home. that was his routine.
the average blue collar worker he was not.
but you couldn't deny his facade wasn't masterful, the perfect, too perfect, beautiful wife, and the all too well-behaved son. it fell into his lap truly.
only thing that made it realer, were the cracks hidden beneath, interwined with the lies he spouted, and that you did as wellโ but that's not the pointโstarted to show.
his wife, you, despised him. or at least that's what he concluded and told himself.
no matter how many soft smiles, chaste kisses, and hate fucking, couldn't cut through the growing distance the man saw behind your eyes every time you sat down at the table after a long day.
so much so that toji truly suspects that you are cheating on him. well deluded himself into believing so, really.
dressed in long black trench coats with fresh lipstick on as you press a light kiss his cheek, "i will be back soon, honey." slipping out the door in red bottoms, he definitely did not buy for you.
he couldn't say he was much better but when he is sent a mission he must do what needed to be done.
like what he's doing now. he pushed into the building that definitely could use multiple scrubs and a desperate paint job. hs heavy boots being the only sound resonating past the static of the game on the television playing inside.ย
with a grunt, he dropped his belongings on the empty workroom table, the hevay metal toolbox landing first with a resounding clang, the cheap lunchbox you packed for him, landing after sliding against the wood with little effort.ย
"you're late. but what's new?"
shiu sat in the corner of the room, legs kicked up on his busy desk of papers and files, cigarette between his lips as he eyes flickered between the old television propped up on the wall and toji's tired figure. his chair wa tilted back, his face illumianted by the glow of the computer from whatever file he should be working on.
"like i give a shit," toji muttered, landing in his adjoining chair with a sigh, "traffic", he conceded without being asked as he rolled his shoulders back.ย
shiu hummed, amused as his eyss flicked to the mess toji left in his wake, "wifey made you lunch again?ย how thoughtful,"ย he teased.ย
toji clicked his tongue, reaching for the lunch box, popping it open, and eating a loose carrot from inside, "yeah..shit looks the same every fucking day."
he tossed it across the room without another thought.
shiu caught it one-handed, blinking in mild surprise before cracking it open again, looking at the array of nicely cooked food you made for the bulky man.
โyou serious?โย he laughed, glancing inside and grabbing a fork to scoop some. โthis looks good.โ
โthen eat it,โย toji shot back, already turning away. โsaves me the trouble.โ
shiu shook his head, amused, but didnโt argueโsetting the box down beside the keyboard as he finally leaned forward.
โanyway,โ he said, voice shifting just slightly. โyouโve got a job.โ
"alright," he said crackinh his knuckles, "hit me."
and that job was no joke.ย toji was beat.
he groaned, rolling his shoulders as he shut the door on the truck harder than necessary. his boots slamming against the pavement as he trudged up to the house.ย
he didn't even need to pull out his keys, you opened door just as he landed on the top step, his hand on his right shoulder working out a knot.
"you're late."
"what a popular fucking statement today," he muttered walking past you and dropping his stuff by the door.ย
he huffed as he worked to get his shoes off, you observed him leaning against the shut door, "you look very worn out," you said carefully, eyes full of an emotion he couldn't exactly pinpoint.ย
"rough dayโฆfighting alot ofโฆstuff."
"fightingย toilets, fushiguro?"
he gritted his teeth, he could hear the fucking smile in your voice and it fuckingย botheredย him, especially as he felt another zap of pain go through his body, "more than toilets.ย dear."
"well, no need to get mad at me," you stifled a laugh, "i didn't beat your ass up."
"dinner's in the microwave," your eyes dragged to his items and noticing the missing lunchbox you handed this morning, "if you're going to eat."
"lovely," he bit back, "let'sย hopeย it's edible."
weeks passed like that.ย
the slow moving around each other but the undeniable attraction. you saying your goodbyes as you both went to "work" but really and truly, it was just your covers for your real jobs.ย
neither of you were any wisr, going through your rotuines just thinking of your dreadful but happy lives at home and the dangerous ones you hid from the other.ย
and today, that should've been like any other day.ย
you recieved the file,
location:ย las vegas
status:ย activeย
priority: high
fuck, you were going to have to call the babysitter.ย
it wasnโt a big deal. it never was. youโd be back before midnight, slip into bed like nothing happened. if anyone asked, youโd mumble something about overtime, a missed data sheetโmegumi wouldnโt question it, and toji wasย fucking gullible.ย it would work outโฆuntil it didn't.
cause this simple extraction was so fucking difficult now because a man was thereโฆwhy would a man be there???ย and of course he was making your life ten times harder than it needed to be.ย
your brows furrowed as you ducked behind cover, gun raised instinctively as a shot rang out, the bullet grazing the wall just inches from your head.
โare you fucking kidding meโโ
another shot rang, just barely missing your head, ohย whoever he was,ย he was good.
you grit your teeth, shifting your stance as you fired back, forcing him to move. footsteps echoed, sharp and controlled, matching yours almost perfectly.
"just fucking great."
toji exhaled sharply, ducking behind a pillar as another bullet whizzed past him.
โfuckinโ annoying,โ he muttered under his breath, rolling his shoulder as he adjusted his grip.
this wasย supposedย to be easy.
and now whoever you were, was giving him a run for the little money he did have, trading shots as you refused to miss.ย
every move you made,ย he countered.
every step he took,ย you anticipated.
it was like an intense game of tag and one of you weren't going to leaveย alive.ย
and finallyย he got a glimpse of you face, not enough for recongition but enough that he met your eyes.
you both lifted your guns shooting quickly before ducking for cover.
bang.
the sound resonated through the new found silence of the warehouse both of your chests heaving heavy breathes, waiting naticpating for the adrenaline to wear off so you could tell whose body got hit and whose bullet landed the final blow.ย
and it was yours.
toji groaned, pain zapping through his shoulder, as he tumbled over blood filling up his shirt as he heard you escape for the door.ย shit.
your hand instinctively flew up, fingers brushing against the thin line of blood now trailing down your left ear.
you wereย luckier, his bullet just grazed your ear, it hurt like hell, but it was much more manageable than the bulet in his shoulder.ย
but the entire side of your neck was trailing blood and that visible garze on your ear was going to be very hard to explain.ย very hard.
and when you got home it was late. way later than you epected when you tumbled in dazed, ignoring the observant looks from the babysitter as you sent her on her way.
it was dark. too dark and too quiet. the air was still around you, and it felt as if at least you could take a deep breath of air.ย
heels clicking softly against the floor as you stepped further in the living room , the house dark and quiet in a way that feltโฆoff. your brows pulled together slightly as your eyes scanned the space, keys still in your hand,ย noย boots by the door,ย noย low hum of the tv.
tojiย wasnโtย home.
that was unusual. but perfect for you.ย
you exhaled, slowing the intense beating of your heart as you finally kicked off your shoes and shrugged off your coat.ย your fingers brushed your ear again, wincing at the sting where dried blood had settled. โshitโฆโ you muttered under your breath, already moving upstairs, you quickly peeked in megumi's room snug in his seats with his many plushies surrounding his soft sleeping face.ย
after seeing him, you didn't bother with anything else, just stripped and stepped into the shower, twisting the handle until hot water poured over you, steam filling the space as you leaned your head back against the tile. it stung immediately, the cut along your ear burning as the water dragged down over the scratches along your arms and ribs. messy. sloppy. you clicked your tongue softly, letting the water wash it all away, hands dragging over your skin like you could erase it. you needed to look normal. even if you didn't feel it.
even while your body screamed just to pass out or even to dunk your head in a ice bath.ย
the front door opened downstairs with a heavy sound, quietย but familiar.
toji stepped inside with a low grunt, shutting the door behind him harder than usual, jaw tight as he rolled his shoulderโthen immediately stilled when pain shot through him.ย โtchโฆโย he exhaled, breath uneven, blood already soaking through his shirt, sticking uncomfortably to his skin.
he didn't have time to get patched up, shiu was fucking useless and the police was impeding on the location, he could only hope you were asleep. butย god, this was so annoying.
his eyes flicked around the dark house instinctively, taking in the silence before lifting toward the ceiling and finally settling on the faint sound of running water.
โโฆsheโs up.โ
he moved slower than usual up the stairs, steps heavier, moreย careful, hand brushing briefly against his shoulder before dropping again like he didnโt want to acknowledge it.
you stepped out of the shower just as the bathroom door creaked open, body going still for half a second before you reached for a towel, wrapping it around yourself like nothing was wrong. โyouโre home,โ you said lightly, not turning around right away.
โyeah.โ
your eyes followed him in the mirror, like every step every movment cost him something, dragged him somewhere you couldn't exactly pinpoint.ย
"later than usual," you murmured softly, eyes still on him as he manuevered around the space stiffly.ย
"same for you."
your lips twitched faintly at that. โwork.โ
โyeah,โ he muttered. โsame.โ
silence stretched between you, thick in a way that made the air feel heavier. you stepped closer, slow, deliberate, eyes dragging over him carefully now, more intense than before.
โyou okay?โ you asked, head tilting just slightly, gaze dropping for just a secondโhis shoulder.
โwhy wouldnโt i be?โ
you hummed softly, unconvinced. โyouโre moving weird.โ
his jaw tightened faintly, eyes narrowing just a bit. โlong day,โ he said flatly. โshit happens.โ
"yeahโฆshit happens."
your scrunitizing gaze didn't leave him or his body.
and his gaze didn't leave you either. finally taking you fully.
fresh and soft out fo the shower, he took in yourย calm expression, the water still clinging to your skinโthen paused. he eyes froze along your arm, thin scratches, barely noticeable if you werenโt looking for them.
โโฆwhat happened to you?โ
you didnโt even blink, head tilting slightly as you watched him still. โwhat do you mean?โ
โthose.โ
you followed his gaze like you hadnโt already noticed, like it wasnโtย alreadyย accounted for. a small huff left your lips. โkitchen,โ you said easily, brushing your fingers over the marks that covered your arm, โdropped a glass earlier. tried to catch it.โ
you smiled then, easy, soft, and effortless. โyou knowย how i am.โ
"yeah," he muttered unconvinced, "i do."
you stepped past him, your shoulder brushing his injured arm and for a second his armour cracked.
his breath hitched, a deep shudder filling his body as you stopped just after him.ย
you paused, eyes quickly going back to his again stoic face before turning like nothing out of the ordnary happened.ย
"iโll heat up the leftovers,โ you said over your shoulder, making your way out your room like some of your suspicisons weren't just answered.
his jaw tightened at your light footsteps descending down the stairs to the kitchen. his hand coming up to touch his arm before dropping just as it brushed.ย
and days later, things stillย hadn'tย gone back to normal.ย
not that anythingย lookedย different. mornings were the same, quiet and routine, megumi out the door, you in the kitchen, toji half awake and grumblingโbut there was something underneath it now. something that sat heavy in the air, unspoken, stretching between you both like a thread pulled too tight.
you moved around each other like always, brushing past in the hallway, reaching over one another in the kitchen, sitting across at the table like nothing had changed.
butย everything had.
you were used to the loud, abrasive, carefree toji. he had always been loud, careless, not much brain behind his low green eyes.ย but now?
you noticed how even his heavy bulking footsteps seemed to slow; every step seemed placed more carefully than just being used to take him where he needed to go like it used to.
his eyes flicked around more, subtly, quick,ย following youย more like he was checking things without making it obvious.
you caught it one morning when he reached for a glass, his gaze shifting past you for just a second, where you held your guns hitched under the sink like heย knewย something you didn't.ย
and the feeling was mutual.
toji knew you were weird. he never encountered a woman who wasn't.
and it wasn't exactly a terrible thing, but you were his wife. was he that lost in his own life that he didn't notice your quirks as you lived yours intertwined with his?
he noticedย the way you moved around the house didnโt match the life youย claimed to live.ย the way you were too quiet, murmuring to megumi, smiling softly at the moms in his class, even gazing quietly at toji. you were too precise. too accurate about guessing, about the measurements you put into food, about how you aligned the shoes, and how you almost subconsciously moved toji around without him even noticing it.
he noticed how if you grabbed something, there was never hesitation, never a second glance at what you were doing. you were always sure. always calculated. always perfect. he watched you cut the large fish he brought home just the other day, without even blinking, gutting it like it was just a small slice of meat ,and not a large hunk of fish he almost had a hard time bringing inside in the first place.ย
he paid attention to your hands, the soft hands that dragged down his jumpsuit when he left in the morning, that helped tie megumi's sneakers as he learned.ย
they werenโt what they shouldโve been. not for someone who spent their days at home, cooking, cleaning, or at the office inside answering customer calls or doing whatever the hell it wasย you saidย you did.ย
your hands were like his. scarred, full of memories, full of marks, andย full of history.
dinner even got quieter, if that was possible.
he would sit at one end, green eyes watching you right across at the other as you cooed softly to megumi, helping himself to his food, then eventually picking at your own. he felt it.ย
the way you watched him, the way your eyes scrutinized how even he turned his fork or listened for the shifting of his feet.ย
you both talked softly to each other, dancing around the obvious topic, the obvious questions that ringed around each of your minds.
who are you?
neither of you could even escape this at work.ย your real jobs.ย not the covers.ย
both of your agencies were on the look out for the other, waiting, chasing the assiasins giving them a run for their money.ย
"yeah she's highly skilled," shiu muttered, "clicking lazily at his monitor, "fucked with with ten of our drops."
toji hummed not really interested, swinging loosely in his chair as his eye sstared at the open windows of their run down business.
"got security cam thoough," he munched on the eraser of his pencil, feeling toji's green eyes land on him, "got her face in 4k. she won't know what hit her."
"let me see."
"i'll pull up her file."
his headย was spinning.
watching your smiling face, on a file with your list of jobs,ย your kills, your refinery.
it made sense, butย why him?
this was just more work to have to deal with, another mess to clean up, and it's even worse with megumi involved.
he stared at your file all day and when he was home, he just stared some more.
because there's no way.ย
youย mustย have a doppleganger. a very convincing one that has your first and last name, then found you and changed it to his. it could be possible,ย right?
his intense green eyes following you around, as you worked in the kitchen and sent megumi with plates for the table.
he might know your idenity but youย didn't knowย his. he had the advantage.
butโฆhe didn't.
you were briefed loosley on the possible suspects you agency was looking for. all were elminated but one.
you husband's cold eyes stared back at you all day, bile wanting to rise up as they slid his picture over to you with one word,ย kill him.
but could you really do that? kill your husband.ย the fatherย of your child?
dinner was awkward. not in a noticeable way. well, at least to the two of you.
lost in your own minds as your eyes absentmindedly traced over the other.ย
how did you hide this so well?
how did i not notice?
"you're not eating," megumi's tiny voice called out snapping you out your trance. his smaller, softer green eyes blinking back at you, mouth covered in spaghetti sauce,
"sorry baby," you sighed, a napkin in your hand to wipe at his mouth, "got a little distracted."
"me too," his rough voice called out as well.ย
you smiled, eyes crinkling at the cute boy who shoved another forkful of spaghetti in his mouth.
the soft clinks were all you heard, next as you forced the food, chewing in earnest to try and focus on anything but the bile still crawling up your throat.ย
"gumi..how would you feel if mommyย disappeared?"
you froze, what the fuck?
megumi's eyes grew wide as he looked at you and back at his father. "is she leaving?"
"no i'm notโ"
"yeah, she might," he bit out, stabbing a meatball in his plate, his eyes wide, alert, and fierce, staring back at you.
"well not like you'd miss daddy once he croaks out then,ย huh?"
you both stared at each other, forks pausing, angled like you were ready to jump out and off the wall to get each other if needed. one thingย or someoneย stopped you and his cute yawn broke the tension building between you two.
"gumi"ย you cooed, petting his head, "would you like to sleep in mommy's bed tonight?"
the boy settled nicely between you and your husband, his spiky hair pulling in all directions as he snuggled in the warm sheets against your side,ย your hand brushing through his messy hair with care.
"and you have your sleepover with yuuji tomorrow," you said softly, your hand never ceasing its movement as his eyes fluttered shut, "are you excited?"
your words were directed to your son, but your eyes never left your husband who stared back at you in his peripheral vision, sitting up straight against the headboard with his arms crossed, listening to every word you murmured to the boy.ย
"mhmm! going to be so fun mama."ย
"i bet baby," you laughed, seeing his arms start to stretch out above his head, lips smacking lightly, your eyes looking back up to your beefy husband, "sleep wellโฆyou're goingย to need it."
and in the morning, you and toji wereย tense.ย to say the least.
he walked into the kitchen and you wereย justย chopping strawberries for megumi's breakfast, he came down knife upwards in your hand and he froze.
you both watched each other as he squinted, scrutinizing your stance, your choice of knife, and the blank look on your face.ย
this was going to be a long morning.
but the worst of it was in the late afternoon, when megumi was all packed up, heavy bag on his back as you both walked him to the door.ย
you squeezed his so tight, tears damn near falling out his eyes as he trotted down to nanami who waited with a very excited yuuji. one lastย "i love you so much gumi"ย and a lightย "see ya, kid",ย with a soft head tap from toji was enough to send the boy away with a wave.
and then there was two.ย
you swallowed as shut the softly, grabbing an umbrella from the holder at the door whipping around and holding it at toji's neck who already had a shot gun aimed at you.
"that's how you want to play this toji?"
"i'mย your wife." you said mockingly, watching him walk backwards as you pressed the metal deeper to his juglar.
"you're my mission," he hissed out at you, fixing the shotgun as you stopped just short of the living room couch, "megumi won't miss another mother figure."
"he sure won't missย you."
toji stiffened at your laugh before you continued, "you weren't much of a father anyways."
he cocked the gun back landing a shot right as you ducked and rolled over the back of the couch to hit the floor as more shots following you.
your hand hitched on the gun, stuck to the bottom of the couch, quickly spinning and pointing it at him.
"one of usโฆhas to stay for megumi."
"right," he replied eyes fixed as you stood again, gun still at the ready, "so what's it going to be then, wife?"
"i'm not going anywhere."
"i'm not goingย downย without a fight."ย
"good."
you both moved at the same time, shots ringing out as he fired and a squeal as you ducked his close range. you shimmed through the fluff rising in the air from the couch, getting in the kitchen right by the knife block, grabbing the niggest one and flinging it at him.
he ducked just in time but it grazed his shoulder as he ducked lifting his barrel and landing a blow through the kitchen wall right next to your head, scratching your cheek.
you grabbed the butcher knife, his favorite, and lunged it at his head sticking it in the wall right behind him.
"that was my favorite."
"i know!"
and it kept going.ย
you both were dodging, weaving, throwing and shooting. a mess of blood, fluff, and everything surrounding you as you huffed against the kitchen cabinets, resting on the floor where you found refuge again.
"done yet, toj?"
"fuck no," his visibly tired voice rang out, "have to do you in first."
and then, the doorbell rang.
you both hopped up visibly disheveled, house a mess as you quickly shedded your clothes grabbing toji's shirt he flung off and opening up to a concerned neighborโฆand two officers.
"good night! officer," your swet voice rang out, "how can we help you?"
"ah..," his eyes quickly making a mental checknote of you and toji's ratherโฆunpleasant and half naked appearance, "noise complaint.. sounded light a really intense fight."
toji stepped up closer, his shirtless front pressing onto your back as he raised a arm to the top of the door way stopping the officer's eyes from seeing further than the ripped up couch, "the missusโฆlikes it rough. what can i say?" he chuckled.
watching the neighbor's cheeks flush as she pulled the officer away, "alright..just keep it down now."
"of course, but baby number two won't just appear."
you waved as they disappered down the steps, you shut the door again turning around and looking at a scarcthed up toji who was doing nothing.
"so what now?"
and for some reason thatย brokeย you.ย
"toji," your voice cracked, tears starting to spill as you watched him take a step closer to you, "i don't know what to do. honestly."
"i don't either my love," he murmured softly, his rough hands grasping your cheeks as he peered down at you, "i need you more than i realized. megumi needs you."
"you're about to kill me, right?"
he chuckled, hands grasping lower now, softly at your neck, his lips descending and landing on your own. "not right now."
his kiss was as soft as a man like toji could muster. his lips moved against yours with a quiet almost loving intensity as he bit down, feeling you whimper into his mouth.
your hands moved up, his large shirt slipping off one shoulder as your fingers gripped the soft endings of his hair at the nape of his neck.
"tojiโฆ"
your big, bleary eyes stared up at him, tears freshly falling down your cheeks did nothing but make the man harder, as he groaned, his lips crashing back into yours, rougher, heavier with enough force you hit back at the door again,ย
his hands hiked up yourย hisย shirt, finding and massaging your hips that his hands literallyย swallowed,ย they cascaded down your legs, holding on tightly to your thick flesh and lifting you up just to rub against his thick, hard cock in his sweatpants.
"oh my god."
"haven't fucked you in so long," he pulled back from you just slightly, hot pants brushing you face as he dropped you in the mess that was once your living room, "think you can still take it?"
"mhmmm", you whined feeling the loss of his heat as the man fixed himself over you, watching the beloved sight of his beutiful strong wife a mess on the ground because of him.
"you are beautiful."
his teeth pulled at your lip, his tongue diving in your mouth as his hand massaged your tit, the other holding his steady as he ravaged you.
his hand moved slowly, light brushes over your pebbled nipple, the light brushes carrying over your soft stomach before landing right above your covered pussy.ย
"didn't even get in yet, and i can feel how wet you are," he teased, his thumb pressing on your clit over the fabric, "maybe i should've fucked you with my gun instead, huh? you both would've loved that."
"youย sick fuck."
his harsh words did nothing more than turn you on more, and you wrapped your legs around him and flipped him on his back. your clothed pussy right over his hard bulge, the tip nudging right at the perfect spot to make you moan as he landed back with a grunt.ย
"look at you," he cooed at you mockingly, "tight pussy can't even wait. humling me like a dog when you should bekilling me."
you moaned out, nails digging into his shoulders as he hissed, your hips wasting no time to rut against his own, "could say the same for you. big ass oaf got hard from gettingย shot at."
he chuckled, "what can i say?" flipping you back over and leaning down to your ear, "i have aย hot fucking wife."ย
he retreated with a fat pull of your ear, satfisied at the shiver that ran down your body, his lips pressing light kisses at your pulse point before dragging his teeth down to your collar bone.
his hands never stopped either, his thumb rubbed lazy circles on your clit, two fat fingers already thrusting into you, fast and deep. curling right where you needed him on the spongy spot that had your toes curling.ย
"mnghโtoji!"
"yeah, that's right?"
"rightthere!", you gasped clenching down hard on his fingers, his mouth sucking on the space between your shoulder as he bit down hard sending you over the edge quickly.ย
"f-fuck ji!"ย
"come on give it to me, baby."
your juices covered his fingers as he slipped out and popped them into his mouth, tongue flicking between the two moaning he pulled them out, the saliva stuck to his hands popping back at his mouth when his low green eyes settled on you again, "as sweet as you looks."
you watched as he pulled his cock out, the hevay length bobbing as he fully pulled his pants down.ย
"you ready?", his thumbed his tip between your folds as he popped and lazily thrusted in your entrance, lifting your legs to your shoulders, "cause i'm not stopping 'till i'm sure itย sticks."
he pushed in, groaning at the feeling of yourย warm, hot, gummy walls pulsing around him as he finally bottomed out. "that's it, baby", he cooed his thrusts picking up as he pulled out to just his tip and slamming inside again.
he fucked into you roughly, his balls hitting your ass for every haard thrust he landed in you, his hands forcing a mean stretch on your legs as he held more of his weight down on you.ย
his thick tip landing a harsh blow right at your spongy spot, making you scream arms reaching desperatly to grab at his strong body.
"jiโit's too m'ch!"
"jiโjiโ", he mocked you harsh thrusts punctuating between each word that left his lips,"what? you lost on my dick already? what happened," he faked pouted, watching drool fall out the side of your mouth as you tried to talk again.ย
but he was relentless, harsh pulsing almsot rhythm shaking you, shaking your body and the broken shell of your house, for each damning blow he landed inside you bullying your gspot till the point you were seeing stars.
you clenched down on him again, a desperate moan sneaking out as he groaned from the sensation, his hips slamming into yours finally as hot streams of cum filled you up.
he pulled out huffing, watching your fat, puffy abused cunt drool from his intensity. toji took two fingers, scooping up the loose cum and shoving it back insdie you, ignoring your overstimulated whine, plugging you back up.
"going to need a few rounds to make sure it sticks."
you didn't know how many rounds you went, but you could feel the effscts in the morning on your sore body whether ot be from toji's manhandling, sleeping on the floor or nothing. as you took in the wrecked shell of your house.ย
even the shower was the last thing mainly standign as you sorely moved around your bulky husband in the shower to get some semblance of grime off your body.
"we could move to aruba."
"aruba?," your husband echoed, munching on the piece of toast, blowing off the ash that fell on it as he looked at the open hole in your kitchen ceiling.
"well i didn't kill you," you said like it was obvious, " they're going to try to kill me. and you too. we should go somewhere..unreachable."
toji hummed watching you spread butter on your slice, dropping hand on the counter, "bali?"
you both looked at each other quickly shook your head,"nah."
"well we don't have much time to think", you sighed, "once megumi gets here, we have to go."
"well good thing between the three of usโฆ"
you looked at him questionly as he stood off the creaky stool, "the kid is the who they won't be able to catch."
you laughed following him to the door knowingย the very on tmeย nanami would drop your son off to the virtually destroyed house at 9 am on the dot.
"asteriod", is all you said as the nanami's eyebrows jumped off his face, very concerned at theโฆdamage your house sustained.ย
"crazy, man i know.."
yorikae
okay i needa lock in for my exams nowโ bye for now!
๊ฎผ alt!geto always finds new ways to prove his love.
แฆธ alt!geto as a boyfriend โธโธ art by hunnismokah โธโธ not proofread.
alt!geto who lets you toy with his various lip piercings during aftercare & honestly whenever you want, always getting lost in the soft touches & tugs as he practically melts into your fingertips.
alt!geto agrees to giving you piercings at home as long as you let him help you clean them up so they don't reject or get infected.
alt!geto has a peekaboo dyed to be your favorite colorโalways showing it off whenever he puts up his hair or gets the chance to show off his pretty hair devoted to his pretty girl.
alt!geto shares his entire closet with you, from his too-loose rings & necklaces, to his jackets, shirts & sweaters; he'll even buy certain shirts he knows you'll just steal out of his closet, just because you'll like them
alt!geto is big on DIY gifts; he'll make you trinkets from clay, sketch out posters for your walls, make a little box for you to keep everything of his in, and paint your favorite things. His favorite gift he's made was a bouquet blanket that he crocheted.
alt!geto lets you press him down flat on his stomach so you can color in the tattoos splattered across his backโteasing you occasionally by arching his back to distract you whenever you're too focused on his skin.
little drabble about cuddling with maki zen'in ห.โฆ
"You're crushing my boobs," you tell her slowly, with a hand running through her hair.
"You're a strong woman, you can handle it." She buries her face deeper in your neck, her strong body caging you and pressing you down in the mattress.
You sigh loudly, she's in a position that only allows you to move your arms (around her) and your feet a little. You try to hug her and roll her to the side, but no. Of course not, she pins you down easily, making you feel like your tits will not go to their normal shape after this.
"Makiiiii," you complaing, kicking your feet and tapping her shoulders with your palms. "I'm going to die suffocating and it will be your fault."
"Mmmh." Her hands move to wrap her arms around your waist, her mouth pressing to your neck without giving you a kiss. "You're cute."
secret relationship with masc!maki zenin, where you are part of the same friend group ever since you started university, the only two girls in a group with four other boys. some people would say itโs an unlikely friendship, given your polar-opposite styles and tastes, only they donโt know you were both each otherโs type to a t.
secret relationship with masc!maki zenin, where you both share knowing looks during your usual hangouts, the kind of looks that only mean a quick trip to the bathroom. soft lips devouring each other in a hurry, teeth clumsily clashing, and maki's slim hands groping your ass, making sure to feel you up enough to last until you were both alone in her dorm. your bodies were so close you would probably fuse together. "what took you girls so long?" would ask yuuji. "girl stuff," maki would reply, hiding a smile.
secret relationship with masc!maki zenin, where you have to hide your jealousy whenever you see maki and yuuta (who has an obvious crush on her) interact. you aren't a subtle person, so itโs pretty hard for you to hold back the eye-rolls and scoffs every time you hear yuuta compliment maki (like you don't compliment her enough already). then, when he says something about them making a cute couple and tries an ai filter to see how their kids would look, you just yank her by the sleeve and get out before you scream/vomit/cry all over the place.
secret relationship with masc!maki zenin, where she laughs at your jealousy and calls you ridiculous while holding your flushed face between her hands. why would she be interested in a man when you are everything she needs? then she kisses you, a sweet kiss at first, just a small peck on your pouty lips. but then her hands leave your face and cling to your waist, and you tilt your head and let her deepen the kiss, welcoming her tongue into your mouth and tasting the minty gum she was chewing before.
secret relationship with masc!maki zenin, where she has you squirming under her while the hot tip of her tongue flickers against your clit. her glasses are foggy from the hot breath, her shaggy hair is even messier because of your hands tugging it, and the smirk on her face while she licks a loooong strip from the bottom to the top of your puffy lips is so hot!! this was probably the third time you were cumming from her mouth only, the bedsheets under you already wet from her spit and your juices mixing together. between licks and wet smacking kisses, she would say things like "gotta make my girl sure of who i belong to" (and is probably talking to your pussy instead of you).
secret relationship with masc!maki zenin, where she makes sure to leave visible hickeys on your neck (and invisible ones between your thighs...) and lets you do the same to her. next time you hang out with the boys, you don't say nothing and just let them do the maths and figure it out by themselves.
a/n: idk i just thought masc!maki and went along with it ๐ค
Sevika did her duty as knight, a bit too well, perhaps.
Pairings: Knight!Top!Dom!Sevika x Lady!Bottom!Feminine!Fem! Reader
Content Warning: Swearing, unwanted/forced marriage, mention of kidnapping, mention of death, slight description of food, jealously, slight description of blood, attempted assassination. SMUT WARNING: Degradation, dirty talk, size kink (kind of), cocks were mentioned (not real), jealously, scratching/marking, spanking, choking, mentions of overstimulation, biting.
Word Count: 5.7K
โพ*:๏ฝฅ๏พโง. Finally, a full Sevika fic!! Only took nearly a year, pft. As of writing this, I don't really know how to feel about it; I like some bits, but other sections I keep rewriting and it doesn't seem to get better; it feels very rushed. I was going to add hatred toward men in the content warnings, but, you know. This is a chance for me to introduce Angie, if she's popular enough I may write a piece of just her only. (She ATE). If you squint real hard, there's suggestive implications between Reader and Angie. Angie is queen, because I say so. Reader is also a whore, and not shy about it.
SEVIKA only knew two things. To protect and serve. So, when she saw you; in all your gracefulness and powerful elegancy; she did what she knew; protect and serve. Sevika took her job as royal knight seriously, so it was no surprise when the Queen gave her an even better task. She took an oath to protect you; and she did so diligently. Sevika was always there; a stealthy frame lurking around your sweet figure, towering over you as a means to make your presence a little more intimidating. Sheโd be there when you spend your time in the gardens; she would take stance outside your bedchambers; she would be there for any gown fitting you would attend; and she most certainly didnโt miss any meetings with your potential suitors. Sevika was there when the Council and your parents forced you to marry a man for the ruse of political power. Sevika was everywhere, and you couldnโt complain.
Sevika was standing dutifully by the Queen when she first caught sight of you at a ball. And so, her dark, broody presence simmered down just slightly once she caught sight of your glittering form through the crowd. Her eyes never left you; the way your body danced across the floor, you looked like a ghost with the brightness of your dress and the sparkles in your hair. She admired the way your hair danced alongside you, the way your dress waved and billowed after you. She admired you the way she admired the art of skilful fighting. Sevika stared at you so much; her eyes almost teared up with her subtle wide-eyed stare, so much so she could only hope that the Queen didnโt catch on.
It was no shock for Sevika to see the Queen choosing you as her favourite; you were soft and short, with a bright face and mellow features. The Queen, however was a force to be reckoned with, sharp, angular; standing with an impassive face and an impressive build that even shocked Sevika at first. There are many rumours about the Queen; rumours that paint her as the Devil straight from the Bible; cruel, vicious. Yet, you seemed to hold a certain grace, a softness. It seemed rather odd for you to mingle so closely with the likes of the Queen. You were a pleasant surprise for Sevika and getting a glimpse of you for the first time; was getting the wonderful news of protecting you.
โI request you to protect Lady Estelleโs heiress.โ Sevika turned to see Angeliki looking over the ballroom with her steely blue eyes, she looked calm; her breathing was steady, her body looked lax. Sevika knew her boss well enough to understand that moments like these kept Angeliki on edge; her eyes would never stay at one place, she bristled just the smallest amount when a Lady or Duke approached her but most of all; her stature bristled when she saw you interact with another. Angeliki hated it here, yet she stayed for you. Angeliki swallowed thickly. โShe is fragile, and I am worried I am not doing enough to protect her.โ
Sevika just tipped her head in response, choosing not to say anything. Angeliki knew Sevika wasnโt one for reassuring words, and Angeliki understood that. In the short few years Sevika worked for the Queen; they both found a sense of respect for each other. They both had an unattainable strength and power, and maybe the ability of attracting sweet, pretty things.
You werenโt very shy when your mother introduced you to Sevika, you still felt the thrill of dancing, your cheeks flushed and eyes sparkling. You were out of breath, but Sevikaโs presence tore it out of you; like inhaling hot steam. Sevika was every bit of tall, dark and handsome. She had a presence that made your knees knock, and your eyes flutter. It felt like dรฉjร vu, because you remembered the way you nearly tripped on the steps when you were first introduced to the Queen. It seemed as though you were naturally drawn to women that enjoyed exuding their power.
You werenโt ashamed to seduce Sevika, that same night in fact. Your heart and your core stuttered at the realisation that Sevika was to be your personal knight. You were ecstatic. Just like you were ecstatic to found out the Queen took a liking to you.
You just battered your eyes at her, as you gracefully leaned against the doorframe of your bedchambers. โCould you perhapsโฆ help me with my corset? Itโs terribly tight, and we-โ You just let out a small, quiet laugh. You stared at Sevika from the corner of your eye, your gaze turning to one of doe-eyed innocence when Sevika caught your subtle stare. โItโs quite embarrassing, really. I told my dresser to not tighten it too much, but-โ
Sevika just stared at you, her eyes boring into you soft figure, the way your back arched softly, just pushing the soft mountains of your breasts against the doorframe; she knew not to let her face contort to compliment her feelings, so she stared at you blankly as you rambled. She was admiring you, enjoying the way the corset hugged your curves beautifully, the small intricate beads that fell around the curve of your shoulders. Sevika liked looking at you, she realised. She just merely let the corner of her mouth curl, before she gestures dismissively for you to turn. Sevika caught wind of what you were doing, seeing as your corset strings were already halfway done.
Sevika let out a low chuckle, shaking her head before her fingers took a strong hold of your laces, not wasting another moment to push you into your bedchambers. If it werenโt for the strong hold Sevika had on your laces; you would have stumbled and fell but you could feel your stomach and chest pressing inwards as the corset tightened slightly from Sevikaโs heavy tug on your strings. You could feel the cold touch of her metal fingers dragging along your thigh, the soft material of your skirt curling around her metal wrist, while her other hand โ which oddly enough โ was cold as well; shamelessly tucked themselves away into your undergarments, smirking when there already seemed to a puddle on her fingertips.
โDidnโt take a Lady to be such a whore.โ
Your mother was adamant that you marry; you tried to protest but that seemed to speed up the process and before you could even catch your breath; you were already taken to a first meeting with your would-be husband. By the end of the week, Lady Estelle announced the news of your marriage to Angeliki. Nobody knew what the Queen wore on her face, she merely sat on her throne; barely sparing a glance at Lady Estelle before you felt your body straighten when Angeliki turned to you.
โThis was your choice?โ Angeliki spoke; her voice was steady and calm, but it echoed throughout the throne room. Sevika could see the guards straighten in alarm at the sound of her voice, fumbling to tighten their hold on their weapons or subtly straighten their uniform. ย
No, not really. You nodded, dipping your head in a slight tilt. โYes, Your Majesty.โ
You were meant to marry your husband; but your eyes kept drifting to the dark figure looming in the corner of the church. Sevika was meant to be working, making sure to keep you safe on such an important day; but her dark eyes always found you; the tightly bound, pink flowers in your hand; the delicate veil as it fell around your face. You were sparkling, you would have been beaming; if not for the hideous truth that you never wanted this marriage. How could Sevika protect you from any danger when it was standing right next to you?
The church held the same air well; thick and potent, maybe it was the eerie silence that followed the end of the organ playing when you stepped on the altar, or it might have been the way Angeliki wouldnโt keep her steely glare off of Lady Estelle. Sevika could feel it from her post, the way her broad shoulders were drawn back, the muscles in her back tightening the more and more officiant rambled on. Sevika felt sorry for the Queenโs advisor; who in her small stature; did everything she could to avoid Angeliki and her cold gaze.
You felt it as well, the officiator may have been the one talking, but you could feel and hear the steady, eery breathing of the Queen behind you; for you it felt as though her body expanded and hunched, almost creating a looming shadow and presence over your smaller stature. Oh, what eery eyes you have. ย ย
Sevika was also there at the night of your wedding, standing outside your bedchambers due diligently before any and all sense flew from her head, and not long after; it wasnโt your husband who consummated your marriage; it was her. You had quietly requested that you keep your husband out of your room, and Sevika obliged. She was admiring the way you gracefully undressed to your bridal negligee. It looked stunning on you; the soft fabric settled wonderfully on your curves. Sevika couldnโt keep her hands off you.
โYou taste wonderful, My Lady.โ You could hardly get a word out when Sevika shamelessly dove back in between your thighs; the tip of her large nose nudging against your swollen clit. You let out a quiet whimper; your thighs trembling in her large hands, when Sevika hummed; the sound so low; it heard and felt like a growl. โAnd you look absolutely stunning. Like a fairy.โ
You tipped your head back, a low breathy moan slipping from your mouth; you squirmed when Sevika pressed herself further into you; the ravenous, needy shake of her head causing her hair to tickle your glittering thighs as another low grunt fell past her mouth. You didnโt hear it, you felt it; the sound vibrating through your core.ย ย ย ย
Sevikaโs eyes ran over your trembling form; soft and delicate. She could see the way your nipples perked through the thin material of your negligee; she loved watching the way the nightgown tightened and hugged your curves. You were sparkling; a soft sheen of sweat along your skin; the glitter of your makeup; dotted across your face. It certainly didnโt help that your nightgown was adorned with sequins and beads, it looked like a shining puddle around your body. You looked every bit of the beautiful bride you were, soft, angelic, twinkling. You were all hers. All of you. Sevika felt a rush of pride at that thought; you married a man, yet you were here; your body open for her.
โYour lousy fucking husband couldnโt do this, could he?โ Sevika asks, her dark lips curled in a vicious smirk. Sevika rose up to her full height, the creases of her large palm running over the expanse of your thighs, her thick fingers tightening around the delicate curve of your ankle; her thumb absentmindedly caressing the divot on the heel of your foot. You were too much in a drunken, pleasured haze, you didnโt realise Sevikaโs fingers sneaking toward your entrance. โFuck you like this?โ
โI hope you donโt keep using crude language during our most intimate moments,โ you scolded, a gasped moan escaping your mouth when Sevikaโs thick finger pushed past your ring of muscle, jolting at the delicious burn.
A shiver ran through your body when Sevika chuckled, the dark sound rumbling from her chest and vibrating through her powerful body. โApologies, my Lady.โ Sevika rumbles, sliding the length of her fingers along your inner walls, marvelling at the sight of your entrance greedily taking her thick, calloused digits. Sevika leaned forward to taste the soft skin of your nape, sucking gently; it was almost as if she could taste the sweetness from your perfume, settling on her tongue like a thin mist; you tasted like vanilla and raspberry.
You muffled in a moan, sucking in your bottom lip when Sevikaโs mouth wrapped around your pebbled nipple, sucking harshly until spit ran down the crevice of your breasts and down Sevikaโs chin. You cried out when her teeth pulled and nicked your nipple, letting it stretch before letting go with an audible pop. ย You couldnโt help but flush when you felt the dark, heavy gaze from Sevikaโs piercing eyes trace over the curves of your writhing body, a moan catching in your throat when her fingers picked up speed.
โDo you know how pretty you look? Laying like that? With you being so greedy, so greedy. You want more of my fingers, needy girl?โ Sevika ground out, the dresser creaking dangerously under her thrusts. โMy cock?โ Sevika offered, her dark eyebrow arched before she smirked with a light scoff, seeing the way you slightly lifted your hips, a strangled sigh falling past your mouth. โSuch a slut. Is that what you want? My cock filling your pussy and stretching you out?โ
You cried out, your head falling backwards onto the mirror behind you. You could feel your nails almost break and peel as you clawed at the wood under you, the same way Sevikaโs nails dug into your soft skin, keeping you to stay splayed out for her leisure. It was a delicious pain, it made your skin chill with pleasure, goosebumps trailing your skin. Your heart stuttered in your chest when you felt the familiar hold around your throat; Sevika easily guiding you to stand in front of her.
You felt and looked small against Sevika, you realised. You saw the way the rolls on your body almost wilted under Sevikaโs wandering hands, your skin was tugged and pulled, the enticing curves of your breasts almost melting into Sevikaโs metal palm, the thin barely-there negligee melted against your skin, before Sevika pulled off your body with a disgruntled mumble. Sevika seemed to enjoy it; the way your belly seemed to lift from the strength of her hand and fall with an inviting jiggle. For Sevika, it felt as though she was moulding putty in her hands, soft and inviting and so, so irresistible.
You gasped, your back arching as Sevika dove down; sucking your nipple into her hungry mouth, before trailing her mouth down the underside of your breast. Sevika was aching for a part of you, any part of you, grunting and groaning as she opened her mouth further around your breast. Sevika didnโt let go of your breast for a while, the large curve of her nose resting flush against the underside of your breast. Sevikaโs skin was warm, and the tip of her nose was hard; digging into the doughy flesh and skimming across the soft skin.
Sevikaโs hand was large as well, the palm heavy as it struck your core; her thick fingers eagerly and quickly finding its way through your folds and in your squelching cunt. It covered your cunt entirely; you could barely see the way your puffy lips wrapped around her fingers, and the way they rolled. Her prosthetic arm was much larger, the metal claws creeping around the curve of your belly before snatching up your disregarded breast, squeezing the tissue.
Sevika urgently ran her mouth up your arm, along the curve of your shoulder, over the pulse points on your neck, delivering half sent kisses on your skin as if she only had a few moments with you. โYou are like ice cream. Iโve never fucked someone so soft,โ Sevika whispered under your jaw, breathing your scent in deeply before wrapping her lips around your chin. โLook at the way youโre melting in my hands.โ
It was embarrassing that Sevika was right; you couldnโt help but buck your hips into Sevikaโs hands, letting out a breathy huff when her fingersโ for whatever reason โ wouldnโt reach the fleshy sponge nestled deep below your belly button. Yes, your skin may as well be considered a sort of dough, or ice cream; the fat in your breasts pooled and sunk through the spaces of Sevikaโs metal fingers and over the bones and structure of her cool forearm. Yes, Sevika was right. And, yes, you enjoyed the way Sevika took your body and mind, and completely fucked out any thought from you. ย
โBend over,โ Sevikaโs voice was gruff, desperate, and your gasp that followed was pathetic and rushed, because in a quick moment you found yourself arched over your makeup vanity. The soft globes of your breasts were moulded and shifted to press against the hardwood, and you could feel the way your belly stretched to rest on the surface without pulling your skin too much. ย ย ย ย ย ย
You squirmed, the rough curves and joints of Sevikaโs metal fingers scarping across the slopes of your ass, before you let out a hushed gasp when Sevikaโs claws dug into your skin, enough to cause a shiver to run through you. โI saw the way you looked at the Queen today. Did you want her cock as well?โ
You couldnโt answer, because Sevikaโs pointed claws were trailing across your slit. Sevika laughed, her brows drawing in at the amount of slick that painted her bronze fingers, she had half the mind to fuck you with your mechanical hand, but that meant the chance of internal injuries. You felt the vanity creak a little under your weight when Sevika grabbed a fistful of your ass, the metal of her fingers just barely piercing the skin; she didnโt give you a chance to react before you felt the familiar round tip of Sevikaโs cock pushing past the ring of muscle.
You tried to squirm, but jumped and gasped when Sevikaโs fleshed palm struck your ass, the sound thundering through the otherwise quiet room. You felt the vanity creak again when Sevika pulled your ass apart, revealing your puffy, wet lips. Sevika hummed, low and throaty when she moved her hips slowly, ogling as your lips dragged across the silicone shaft. She could almost feel it, the way your pussy sucked her in, the way it pulsed and quivered as though you were going to cum.
You had nothing to hold onto, your nails scratched against the grooves of the wood, moaning against the dark, red surface and before you could comprehend; your hands flew out to catch the mirror. Sevikaโs was always rough, but today โ you gasped again, a strangled moan lodged deep within your throat; the silicone cock nestled so snugly, you had no way of escaping. Every roll of your hip, an arch of your back or the way you tried to squeeze your thighs; urged Sevika on more.
You squirmed again and Sevika cupped your waist tightly, using your writhing, pathetic body as leverage to slide into you deeper. The second time you squirmed, and you felt the beautiful, suffocating weight of Sevikaโs hand on your back; though it did little to keep you still. The third time and her patience was waning; the wooden surface shook and almost splintered when Sevika smacked her palms against the vanity; from the corner of your tearful, hazy eyes, Sevikaโs claws were cutting through the paint, soon enough the wood would start to chip away. ย ย ย ย ย
You cried out, biting your lip in effort to keep your sounds muffled. Sevika didnโt bother to; huffs and grunts falling past her mouth over you. At this point the mirror was hitting the wall, and the legs were creaking, the drawers were threatening to open as they clanked and rattled. Were you about to fall? Maybe. Did you care? No. Definitely not. Your vision blurred and your thighs trembled from the onslaught of Sevikaโs angry thrusts, and the pleasure that sizzled through you. โVika-โ ย
โStop talking. Going to fuck you until your legs give out.โ Sevika rasped out, her hips slapping against your reddening ass. You were too far in your daze to realise that Sevika shifted, the vanity creaking with her change in position. You breathed out a low, pleasured laugh, blinking your eyes; feeling the familiar tightness around your throat. Sevikaโs metal hand had warmed up at this point, so it didnโt startle you when she held you firmly under your jaw; somehow keeping your body arched and poised.
Plap. Plap. Plap. Plap.
Breathing was difficult now, your heart raced, and your pulse along your neck followed, thumping wildly. You groaned; the sound garbled, whiny and Sevika would have felt it vibrate through her hand, but her metal fingers were incapable of feeling anything. Sevika could hear it though, and see it; the way your eyes fluttered shut and the way your arousal seemed to drip down your thighs. Sevika seemed to go faster once she held you by your throat, the sound of squelching between your legs so loud.
It was humiliating that your orgasm came quickly; you hadnโt realised it until you felt some sort of dam breaking inside of you, causing you to writhe and pant, before you lifted yourself off the vanity, clawing blindly at Sevikaโs thigh, feeling the muscles roll and tense as Sevika continued her thrusts. โKeep cumming on my cock. Fuck, youโre such a slut.โ Sevika gritted out in your ear, her voice low and throaty, her hands were persistent, her fingers finding their way back to your hips, squeezing the skin, pulling and tugging almost off your bones. You cried out, your fingers clenching the edge of the vanity, your legs โ which now were resting on the warm wooden surface โ shuddered; goosebumps dusting your skin, and weirdly enough, the pleasure simmering slightly, creeping back up the more Sevika pummelled into you. โWeโre going to do this again and youโre going to lay there and take it, you hear me?โ
โI do not like your husband.โ Angeliki states; her broad arm resting against the back of her chair. She was almost slouching; her legs spread out; the button of her shirt nearly popping and giving you an enticing view of the curves of her breasts. Table etiquette for her was long forgotten; as the Queen she had other pressing matters to stress over. You told her it was because people were far too intimidated to tell her off, but Angeliki believed it was because people were too tired to.
You just smiled sadly at her, buttering a small piece of bread. You delicately take a bite out of it; chewing slowly and swallowing it before you replied. โI donโt want you to feel bad, Your Grace. Itโs the Councilโs-โ
โYes. Who are they to tell me what I can and cannot do? They have no right.โ Angeliki replies. โI will your end marriage. Believe me.โ Angelikiโs nose twitches, as though she wanted to curl it in disgust, before her eyes drop to her small cup.
โAnd how are you going to do that, Your Grace?โ You tried to keep your movements minimal, your back still ached, your throat burned slightly, your muscles felt tense and โ to put it crudely โ your pussy was still sore. You take another bite of your bread, swallowing and lightly grazing your neck, sending a quick glance to Sevika. You squirmed in your seat, wiping the corner of your mouth with your napkin. Angelikiโs stare had always been cold, calculating; it seemed as though she was analysing every bit of your soul and body, but today felt more meticulous. Maybe it was because you wore the guilt of warming the bed of your personal guard, or the fact that you didnโt warm hers last night.
โI suppose a shovel. People have told me I have a very heavy hand; one hit may be enough.โ
You wait for her to monotonously tell you it was a joke, but the Queen seems too preoccupied with trying to use a dainty, demitasse spoon in her large fingers. โYour Grace. This may seem out of hand for what I am about to say, but you canโt kill my husband!โ You exclaim in a hushed manner, sending a nervous smile to a castle worker who started to clear the table.
โWhy not? He is a man.โ Angeliki gives the spoon a look of contempt, before she reaches for a larger soup spoon. โAll men are good for is to beat and fuck. You cannot do or will do neither to him. So, naturally he must go. Sevika agrees with me, no?โ
You sneak a glance at Sevika; who is standing quietly by the wall; you wondered how she kept a straight face in this argument. Sevika merely tips her head; the corners of her mouth curled. โOf course, Your Majesty.โ
โSee?โ You donโt argue, knowing the Queen; it was like talking to a wall sometimes, tall, and stubborn. Angeliki carries on, taking a large gulp of her coffee, humming once. โMen are useless. They have horrid temperament, a fragile ego. They are pathetic, ingrates. Why do you think whoever works closely to me are women?โ
You let a sigh, folding your hands in your lap. You can feel Sevikaโs presence behind you; it was heavy and dark. It almost feels as though sheโs closing in on your back. Like last night; when she fucked you in front of the mirror. โSurely, there must be another way.โ
โKidnapping? Your husband is small and dainty, so I can easily drag him or carry him over my shoulder.โ Angeliki suggests, she turns to Sevika. โKidnapping, no?โ
Sevika tips her head again, this time her mouth curled further in amusement. โI suppose that is a better idea.โ
Angeliki nods approvingly, a low grunt escaping her throat as she reaches up to flick back her short hair, only to find it in the same place by her ears; she didnโt try to fix it again. โI knew I did right by hiring you. A fine choice.โ
You shake your head, leaning back on your chair. โYou both are impossible. My husband is a Duke, he is in politics-โ
โThat is why he married into your family?โ Angeliki asks, her confused gaze on the small crumpets, turning it over and over in her hands as if to make sure the crumpets were actually that small. Shaking her head as she reaches over to pile more on her plate. โHe is not important enough, if he married you for a better title.โ
You stay quiet, focusing on finishing the piece of bread that suddenly felt too thick and dry to travel down your throat, you held it between your fingers, squeezing the bread until it melded back into a dough. โI supposeโฆโ
Angeliki hummed, nodding once at your agreement, she swallowed the last of her food, washing it down with a glass of water. โStay close to me or Sevika for the ball tonight. Your husband has been skittish lately, I do not want you to get hurt.โ
You didnโt normally listen when either the Queen or Sevika told you to do something, you liked to see the way their muscles would hunch at the realisation, or the way their eyebrows would draw in slightly. It was fun, and it always ended up with you satisfied one way or the other by the end of the night.
Yet, you were glad you listened today, the tension between your small circle was palpable. You felt it, it made your muscles tense, and your teeth grind. You didnโt give yourself the luxury at ogling at either womenโs outfits. You only caught a glimpse of Angelikiโs golden and black suit and the intricate flower patterns on the bronze metal of Sevikaโs uniform.
Angeliki drew her shoulders in when your husband approached your table, bowing deeply and dutifully to Angeliki; at that sight: Sevika straightened up, her hand tight around the hilt of her sword. You smiled lightly at him, forcing away the habit of squirming away from him when he leaned in for a performative, polite kiss on the cheek. He wouldnโt dare do anything more in Angelikiโs presence, or Sevikaโs for that matter.
Your husband didnโt take a seat until Angeliki gestured toward the chair with a simple gaze toward it. Though the music was playing softly from the corner of the ballroom, it was quiet, you could hear the lazy, calm breathing of the Queen, and the pitiable, panicking breathing of your husband. Sevika shuffled behind you, a slight clearing of her throat as the bronze metal of her uniform clinked against each other. Quiet. Dead silence.
Your husband laughed, the sound rushed and garbled as he swallowed thickly, he waved down a waiter, his smile widening as the waiter closed in on their table, dutifully placing glasses of chilled water in front of each of them. You flickered your eyes to it, it was lemon water, judging by some curled rind sunk at the bottom and a lemon wedge hugging the lip of the glass. โU- ch-chilled lemon water, Your Majesty.โ
You were right, but you raised a subtle eyebrow at your husband. He was acting skittish, his eyes kept darting to the glass and back up at Angeliki, he was barely sitting in his seat, his chest pressed so close to the table, you could see the tablecloth sag under his weight.
Angelikiโs gaze was as piercing as ever; the icy circles of her eyes trailing lazily across your husbandโs form. She reaches for the glass, her fingers wrapping around it and lifting it slowly to her mouth. Angeliki hums, her stony orbs rising to meet the man across her, blinking once, twice before placing the glass back on the table.
Angeliki arose from her seat, her suit crinkling before she uses her large hands to smooth down the silk velvet fabric. โFollow me.โ Angeliki didnโt wait for an answer, or a refusal as she steps down from the table, her large form stalking to the exit of the ballroom. Your husbandโs eyes widened slightly, but he scrambled to his full height, smoothing down his own suit before rushing down the steps to follow Angeliki. Sevika followed closely behind, her bulky form closing in on your husband from behind. You stood up as well, your glossed lips slightly apart as you rushed after them. What was going on?
You caught up to them after a few moments, it would have been quicker if not for the sheer weight of your dress. You stood by the doorframe, feeling your body jolt at the chilly night air. You saw Angeliki shrug off her suit jacket; your breath hitching at the way her muscles rolled as she handed the jacket to Sevika. Sevika wasted no moment to douse you in it, ensuring it covered your cold chest and arms, before standing stoically by your side. It was quiet here as well, the only rustle of Angelikiโs sleeves rolling up her forearms and the nervous splutter from your husband.
โMen are always stupid,โ Angeliki states simply, her large forearms tensing as she sought herself comfortable, her steps were quiet, heavy as they trailed to your husband. โPoison? In my drink? It seems as though you were arrogant as well, considering you thought I would accept a drink from you.โ You tensed, a soft gasp falling from your mouth, when Angeliki snapped her hand forward; her thick, burly fingers seizing around the manโs jaw, squeezing tightly until his lips puckered and his cheeks filled out.
Your husband clawed at Angelikiโs hand, trying his hardest to pull her fingers away, but it only made her hold on, shaking his head as if to scold him. You jumped when he cried out, his eyes almost bulging out of his head as he shook and writhed in Angelikiโs grip, before your eyes snapped to Angeliki when a sickening crack echoed through, and a shrill, panicked cry from your husband.
Angeliki merely blinked, her eyes averting to each of his eyes before they fell to his throat, it was starting to get pink, veins protruding from his skin as he struggled. Your husband managed to carve a few scratches into Angelikiโs skin, and soon enough had grasped enough of her forearm to pull her away. You heart thundered and sunk in your chest when your husband lurched his head forward with a determined cry, suddenly finding courage and smiling lopsidedly in triumphant when Angelikiโs head snapped back, a trickle of blood running from her nose and down her lip.
Angeliki sniffed, her lips curling in a snarl before her head knocked forward in retaliation, once, twice; before spitting the red, almost gelatinous blood onto his face, sending a swift, heavy punch to his throat. Your husband cried out, falling back against the grass as he choked on his blood. Angeliki loomed over him, the muscles under her shirt tensing, letting the weight of her shoe and body press into his groin, pressing harder when your husband flinched. โDo not come near me again, lest I pull the skin from your pathetic body and force you to feed on it. Sevika.โ Angeliki commanded, standing to her full height and walking toward you.
You swallowed thickly, your eyes wide as they zeroed in on Angeliki, her height allowing her to tower over you. You let your eyes run over Angeliki, over her chest that rose and fell, over the way fabric squeezed along her broad shoulders, the deep, angry scratches on her rough forearm and hand, before your eyes snapped to Sevika. โShe will not kill him. Merely warn him. He will do well to leave you alone as well.โ
You wished you could see Sevikaโs body under her uniform, you wanted to see the way her back rippled as she delivered punches toward your husband, the way her abs would tense. You felt foolish, gaping at the two women; you shouldnโt but you did. There was a tight coil in your lower belly, one that threatened to snap once Sevika rose to her full height, her armour clinking as she panted, before your eyes travelled back to Angeliki; who was already staring at you, before she nodded toward the ballroom, urging you forward.
Of course, you obeyed, especially if you were going to feel the prepotent presence of the women behind you.
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