Hi, there. My name is Keziah. I'm 24 and my pronouns are she/her. This is my first blog and will mainly be for fanfic and original drabbles. I'm so excited to share my writing with you all!
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Some NSFW content (violence, smut)
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Pedophilia
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demonic possession is a decent trope but you know what's even better? demonic cohabitation. just 2 people sharing the same body and both being the world's worst roommate about it.
Summary: After experiencing the chaos behind Raccoon City and its past, Grace didn’t think she would live to see you again, or to experience having a family with you. Now with Emily in the picture, everything changed. For good.
Notes: Fluff, might be OOC grace, they adopted Emily after re9, masc reader in mind, but can be anything, the timeline for this fic is after the events in re9. It has been months since I wrote something. I hope you guys like this!
TW: There might be some grammatical errors, an intimate scene, but not a full smut.
Grace didn’t think she would survive, but here she is— sitting down on the sofa with you and Emily. You, beside her with your head on her shoulder, gaming controller in your hands; eyes glued to the TV screen, and Emily sitting on her lap, snoring away with afternoon light peaking through the windows.
Lifting her hand, she brushed through your hair with her fingers. You let out a quiet hum, turning your head towards her with a soft grin, placing down the controller. The menu screen illuminates both your features with a soft glow.
“Done playing?” Grace smiled, cupping your cheek with the hand she was not holding Emily with. You shook your head as a no, but melted in her hand, kissing her palm.
“A quick buff break so I can finally defeat that damn boss.” You replied quietly, staring at her pale blue eyes, gently removing her hand from your face. Standing up from the couch, you opened your arms towards the two.
“I’ll put her to bed; you rest easy here, gorgeous.” You quietly said, taking Emily in your arms, trying not to wake her up. “Thank you.” Grace smiled, kissing Emily’s forehead. This made you smile as you walked to Emily’s room upstairs.
Letting out a yawn, Grace stretched her limbs and then picked up her phone from the coffee table. Work emails flooding her notifications, she sighed, opening the laptop.
Back in the living room, you saw Grace nose deep in her laptop, hands typing in frustration. Walking towards her, you gently pat her head.
“You and that damn laptop,” you teased as she looked up at you sheepishly, smiling. Sitting down next to her, gently sliding your arms around her waist, putting her on your lap.
“I need to finish my work, love.” She muttered, back against your chest as you softly place kisses from her shoulder to her nape.
“It’s your day off, you shouldn’t check work emails at this time.” You whispered teasingly, turning her body towards you. Lips quickly connecting to her neck with need.
Grabbing your hair, she let out a quiet whimper, feeling your hands slither inside her shirt to her back. “Can I get a kiss?” you mumbled, staring at her eyes with need.
Letting out a giggle at your begging eyes, she connected both your lips with a tender motion. Your hands on her nape as you deepened it, the other holding her hand.
As you were about to go forward, a ring was heard from her work phone, making you both jolt in surprise. Getting off from your lap, she quickly answered the call, sending you an apologetic smile as she headed outside the living room.
You let out a sigh of defeat, picking up the controller again with a frown. After a few minutes grace came back with a sight of you, brows furrowed aggressively clicking the game controller.
“What’s with the frown?” Grace teased, this made you drop your controller on the sofa. Walking towards her with a mission in mind.
This made Grace nervous, raising her hands up in surrender. “H-Hey, a-are you good?” She stuttered as you got near her. Lifting her up, carrying her princess style, she let out a yelp of shock. Her arms instantly wrapped around your neck.
“I think you worked enough, Ms. Ashcroft.” You said as you walked towards the bedroom, locking the door behind you.
Dividers credits to @/cursed-carmine
Pictures used: Game controller, Grace, and Grace with Emily.
Before I pass tf out, I just need to post my hard work from the past hour. TADAAAAA these are the main characters for that vampire x bodyguard story idea I was talking about a while ago.
Meet Dawn and Thalia! Love these two and I'm so exited to share more in the near future! Their dynamic fascinates me so much!!! OKAY GOODNIGHT GUYS!!! 😴
hey. good luck with everything, okay? [cutting the rope connecting your boat to the dock] just good luck. [starts pushing your boat further towards the stream] just have a good luck out there
Before I pass tf out, I just need to post my hard work from the past hour. TADAAAAA these are the main characters for that vampire x bodyguard story idea I was talking about a while ago.
Meet Dawn and Thalia! Love these two and I'm so exited to share more in the near future! Their dynamic fascinates me so much!!! OKAY GOODNIGHT GUYS!!! 😴
꒰ ྀི ♥︎ ࿐ Lapdance .ᐟ Grace’s boss expected everything from her with little to nothing as a reward, so as her frustrations grow, she finds herself wanting her sweet angel of a girlfriend. She finds heaven between your thighs in the back of the club you work at.
ෆ Contains: Grace trying to be a tease (but failing), stripper!reader, service top Grace, dry humping, fingering r!receiving, tit sucking r!receiving
ෆ Notes: Part two to my stripper!reader series! I don’t think I’ll do another part to this series unless something gives me inspiration so for now enjoy the last part <3 And thank you to @easiwhitechocolate for the idea💗
ෆ Listening to: Stargirl Interlude (feat. Lana Del Rey) - The Weeknd
The only thing on Grace’s mind was getting the hell out of her cramped cubicle. Documents and manila folders piled high on either side of her, taunting her, begging to be read and dealt with. But she couldn’t bother with any of them. Her boss had set her up with a ridiculous amount of work because she was “capable” in his words, but honestly? She felt like she was drowning in papers and her sorrows.
Chatter amongst her coworkers, people bustling by, all of it overwhelmed Grace. A headache pulsed behind her eyes and she whipped her glasses off, laying her head in her hands. With a deep sigh she gathered her belongings and decided she had been at work long enough.
Stars littered the dark, moonlit sky as she stepped out of the building and walked to her car. She almost felt zombie-like, her feet just carried her to destination with no thought. Once she was finally in the warmth of her car she let out a sigh she didn’t even know she was holding. Her head lolled to the side, her eye fluttering shut for just one quick moment of peace. In fact it was the most peace she had gotten the entire day. She wanted to at least get a moment to relax before making the drive home.
There was one thing she couldn’t stop thinking about though… You. Her angel of a girlfriend. She knew you’d be working tonight, but she wanted to see you anyway and she knew just the way to do it.
She wanted to strip herself of everything work related before seeing you, so as soon as she stepped foot into her home she made a beeline to her room to change. She opted for something more casual and comfortable, jeans and a button up shirt. She didn’t bother with her hair or anything else though she just wanted to see you as soon as she could.
꒰ ྀི ♥︎ ࿐
You and Grace had been dating for almost a year now, and it was safe to say you were head over heels for each other. After Grace’s initial visit to your club, you contacted her through the phone number she had left for you and one thing led to another. She absolutely adored you and didn’t care that you danced, she knew she had your heart and that’s what mattered to her. Private dances were out of the question now. Grace swore she wouldn’t mind, it was your job after all, but you assured her you made enough money from the sleazy men who came to see you.
Either way money wasn’t a problem because the blonde had always insisted on buying you everything. Those new fancy thigh high Pleaser’s you had been eyeing? Grace asked for the link the moment she knew you wanted them. A lipgloss you had claimed would make your lips even more kissable for her? A trip to Sephora was made instantly. A lingerie set you wanted to wear for her? Bought with no hesitation with the promise that only she would see you in it.
Of course you bought things for her in return. She was a big caffeine addict and needed her fix in any way possible. Usually she would be found at a local coffee shop at the crack of dawn spending $9 on an overpriced drink, but you had taken it upon yourself to buy her a luxurious coffee machine. You had seen her eyeing on one of your impromptu shopping sprees and took note of it. The next day you returned to the shop to buy it for her as a surprise and token of your love for her.
Those puppy dog eyes of hers were misty and her lips pouted when you presented it to her. It was one of your favorite memories to look back on because she was so expressive and grateful it made you want to give her a million kisses.
Speaking of your girlfriend, a lack of texts from her all day was beginning to get you down. You refrained from any fancy tricks or really much in general, your heart and mind just weren’t in it tonight… You missed her too much.
It’s like the universe heard your inner thoughts because you had spotted her entering the club from across the room and you had to stop yourself from shuffling off the stage and running right into her warm embrace. Suddenly you felt the urge to put on a show for her, just like the first time you had met.
You laid back onto your forearms, your legs slowly peeling up into the air. The shiny, black heels she had bought you hugged your plush thighs as they waved hypnotically. Grace's eyes followed your movements, picking up on your sudden change in demeanor. She knew it was all for her and just the thought of that made her cheeks flush with color.
Nerves still never ceased to attack her system when she came to your work. It’s not that a place like that had intimidated her, or that she was uncomfortable with your profession. No, it was your beauty and grace that made her heart skip a beat. She loved seeing you in your element, you were incredibly strong to be able to move the way you did and it’s something that she had always admired. And just like any night, she sat in her front row seat admiring just a little too hard.
Hot pink lighting reflected off of the white silk of tonight’s outfit. A tiny milkmaid style top tied perfectly into a bow in the center and a ruffled thong to match left absolutely nothing to Grace’s imagination. You had sat back on your heels, your hands creeping down to play with the hem of your panties. Grace’s mind raced as you revealed the crease where your thighs and hips met before playfully pulling the hem back up at the end of your set.
Grace’s head was empty with the exception of any thought of you. She needed you now and wasn’t willing to wait. She pushed herself out of the velvet chair and her long strides took her directly to where you sat on stage.
“Fuck, baby I need you…” She mumbled, her brows furrowed and lip slightly trembling.
Your lips curled into a half smile, “I don’t do dances, but maybe for my girlfriend I can make an exception.” You accented the word girlfriend with a tug on her shirt collar. She was now situated between your legs as they dangled off the stage. “Are you going to take me or do I have to keep waiting?” Your breath fanned over her ear as you drew her in close to whisper.
Warm hands planted on your ass to scoop you off of the stage and gently plant your feet onto the floor. 8-inch heels made you tower over your girlfriend, but she didn’t mind. Her view from below was one she wouldn’t trade for the world.
Fingers intertwined as you led her to the room that had become sacred to you two. After you began refusing private dances for anyone but Grace, it gave her a little bit of a confidence boost knowing she had what no one else could. She knew any man would jump at the chance to be with you, but unfortunately for them they didn’t stand a chance against the blonde.
“I missed you Gracie… How come you didn’t text today” Your head tilted to the side slightly as you inched closer and closer to her.
“I-I’m sorry baby, work has been eating me alive.” The heat from your body was intoxicating and dizzying as your hand crept up to her chest, pushing her back.
The back of her knees hit the soft silky bed and she landed with a thud. You climbed on top of her, your legs straddling her hips. “I think maybe you should make it up to me then…” Your hands rested on her waist as you spoke. “I was so lonely without your updates throughout the day.” A pout was playing on your lips, you knew she would take the bait.
“You know I’ll do anything for you, my angel. Just tell me what you want and I’ll do it.
God, she was such a sweet puppy. The way she wanted to please you always made your heart race.
“Just fuck me like you mean it.”
That was all it took for Grace to spring into action. Your breath hitched and your heart rate immediately spiked as she slipped her hands under the waist of your silken thong to grab your ass and knead it softly. There was absolutely no reason for her to thread her hands under the hem, but she wanted to feel close to you, she’d crawl into your skin and stay there if she could. Your hips slowly grinded together, guided by her gentle but firm grasp.
“Just like that my sweet angel…” Her words came out weak and wispy, she was so whipped for you.
The languid movements of your hips against hers were making her head spin, she felt pathetic, but she felt like she could cum just from this. She needed to hold on for you though.
“Fuck, Gracie this feels good but I need your fingers.”
Your tone was saccharine, so syrupy. How could Grace deny you when you called her name so sweetly?
Her grip stilled your hips before she let one of her hands creep to the front of your panties. Her middle finger swiped across your slit, you were absolutely soaked for her. You sucked in a breath as her fingers found your puffy clit, circling it gently. Almost ghosting over it. What a tease she was being.
If she continued like this you wouldn’t be able to take it, so you grabbed her warm hand and dragged it just a little lower, closer to where you needed her. “Needy today?” She mumbled. All you could muster was a little nod and pout. “Then I’ll give you exactly what you need.
Two fingers slipped into your weeping cunt going knuckles deep immediately. She didn’t give you time to adjust and you keened at the feeling. Your body fell forward, your chest pressed up against her face. When the opportunity presented itself, Grace always took it. Her free hand untied your silky top and watched as your supple breasts sprang free from their confines. Her mouth immediately found purchase on one of your nipples, her tongue swirling sprung the stiff bud.
The whimper that came from you was downright pornographic. Her mouth on your nipple and the third finger that had breached your cunt were making you feel euphoric. Your senses were overwhelmed by Grace and she seemed like she was enjoying it just as much. She had begun bucking her hips up against you, a substantial wet spot definitely growing in her panties.
Grace moaned around your nipple before removing her mouth. A string of saliva connected her lips to your chest before snapping and sliding down her chin. You pushed yourself up just a few inches to see her face and if having heart shaped pupils was possible, she would have had them in that moment. A satisfied smirk made its way onto your face as you saw how Grace looked at you. She must have thought you hung all the stars in the sky the way she peered at you through heavy lidded eyes. She couldn’t have you too cocky now though, without warning she slipped her fingers out of you. You whined at the loss as she slipped her fingers drenched with your arousal into her mouth.
“I was close, Gracie! What the hell?” You whined, smacking her shoulder with no real malice behind it.
“Sorry baby, just wanted to tease you a bit.”
Her fingers immediately slipped back into you with no resistance. “F-Fuck…” She basically moaned out.
She resumed her pace from moments before, she just wanted you to reach your peak. No more shallow attempts at teasing, she just didn’t have it in her.
Your breathing was beginning to get heavier, your whimpers growing louder. Grace’s digits moved faster, complying to your wet entrance sucking her in. All her stress melted away as she saw you unraveling above her. She almost couldn’t remember why she was so frustrated at work earlier. Truly nothing mattered in that moment other than making her sweetheart cum.
Your hips bucked wildly as she kept curling her fingers into the spot that made you tick just right.
“P-Please. Cum for me my angel.” Grace's voice talked you through an intense orgasm. Your back arched off the bed as you called out Grace’s name like it was the only word you knew. She let you ride out your high on her fingers before removing them. You clenched around nothing before rolling off of your lover and collapsing onto the bed. She peppered little kisses all over your face, affection oozing from her.
You were absolutely spent. It was safe to stay Grace would have to carry you out of the club tonight.
I have so much unfinished and so much to begin...... vampire and bodyguard ocs are swimming in my headdd. Runaway experiment and farmer ocs are banging at the glass HELPPP