Astarion's wording is so old fashioned when he's using vicious mockery 😭 it makes me think of Wyll and his dialouge about Astarion's age becoming apparent with his words choice at times.
And it's just. So funny to imagine this happens extra while Astarion is pissed.
He's frusterated over something and there's a 50/50 shot he'll do the dramatic dumbing down shit he does in game or begin just. Sneering words no one but Halsin and Jaheira recognize 😭
The first time Astarion is genuinely tweaking out at something in camp Gale is off to the side with his dictionary like
I only very recently learned you can romance characters but I'm always down for that
Imagine my surprise when I set my sights on Genzui and then meet his wife?!?!! Like I know these are based on the real people but I didn't think I was gonna have to homewreck
tw: you almost get caught (sorry jayce), nipple play, gn!reader
“Viki, hush…” you whispered sweetly into your boyfriend’s pale skin. “Someone will hear.”
Working such long hours with no breaks was difficult for Viktor. It was tiring enough to get through a regular nine-to-five for him, but with no set working hours, he was left working until he himself deemed it time to stop. Which almost never happened, knowing him.
Convincing him was a no-go, since he was so damn stubborn, so your best bet was to tire him out enough to fall asleep. Luckily, during the first time you had sex, you found out that your boyfriend couldn’t keep his eyes open after the deed. Perfect for when he got carried away.
“Mmmh, it’s not my fault…” he groaned, thin hands coiled tight around the ends of the table, next to his brace as he squeezed his eyes shut.
The fact that he was so responsive to a few simple touches along his chest sent something churning in your stomach, giving you more incentive to twist and pull at the pale mauve buds. “Do you want me to stop then?”
“No, no don’t— don’t stop.” He muttered through shuddering breaths, sighing into his words almost, giving them an airy quality. “Keep going.”
You breathed out a laugh, hooking your jaw over his shoulder to watch him arch into you. “That’s what I thought.”
His dark brows knit together on his hollow face with focus, legs twitching around yours involuntarily. He seemed pretty focused on staying quiet, too focused, in your opinion.
Well, it didn’t exactly matter. He would get louder soon enough.
“Viktor?”
Or not.
“Answer him,” you suggested softly, inaudible from behind the thick doors to the lab. “It’s rude to ignore people, Viki.”
His eyes shot up to yours. “Are— are you joking? I can’t just—”
The doorknob shook.
“If you want to get caught, that’s fine too.” You smiled, pressing a kiss to his shoulder as you let your hands wander. “I don’t mind.”
“You…” he forced out a breath, before wetting his lip, parting them to speak. “I, eh, can’t talk right now! I’m conducting an important… experiment. It’s quite sensitive.”
“Attaboy Viki,” you whispered close to his ear, bringing your hands back to pinch at his chest. You could hear the shift in his soft panting, hitching in his throat at the sudden feeling.
“Are you sure? You sound…”
“I’m just fine!” He blurted out, trying to cover up a whine bubbling up in his throat. “It’s, ah, part of the e—experiment!”
He gripped the table tightly, lower lip catching between his teeth. The room was silent — save for his soft gasps — and you hoped it was quiet enough for Jayce to look over.
After a moment, you heard footsteps retreating. “Alright, don’t do anything too dangerous. I’ll talk to you later.”
As soon as Jayce was far enough, Viktor let out a strained moan, fingers tangling in his hair as he collapsed forward onto his elbows.
“Come on, Viki, you shouldn’t slack off like this. After all, you’re conducting an important experiment, aren’t you? A very… sensitive one, if my memory serves correct?”
“Mmmph…! You… you are absolutely incorrigi— nngh…”
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Sitting in the grass patch looking out to the mountain on Horseshoe overlook, but it was interrupted by Dutch's smooth words that you found to be a bit annoying over the years; nevertheless, he did keep all of you safe in the camp.
"Now that is a beautiful view," he announces, looking at you and not the mountain view. You smile at him, a little uncomfortable with him looking down at you. "It sure is," you say quickly, looking at the view, not wanting him to think you knew what he was doing. Dutch knew you and John were a couple, but that didn't stop him from having an eye on you.
Standing up and brushing off your clothes, you nod with a smile to Dutch, then rush to your and John's tent, closing the flaps to the tent and making sure Dutch didn't think he could try to talk his way into your pants.
You laughed at the thought. You didn't notice John coming in. His worn arms warped around you, accompanied by rough kisses on your neck. Tilting your head to the side, you close your eyes, enjoying the moment, but he stops, only leaving his hot breaths to gently touch your skin.
"Dutch ever touch you like this." He joked, but all it did was make you mad. Breaking from his arms, you looked at him, a grin taking over his face. "Did he read you one of his poems?" "John, you're an ass." You say you're done with John's bullshit, and you walk past him, but he warps his arms again around you.
Kissing your neck again roughly, he says, "I don't blame him." He laughs, pulling you closer. Resting his forehead on you, he lets his hands explore. "Let him hear you," he whispers hoarsely into your ear.
You bit down on your tongue, not wanting to smile, but the idea was very tempting. "Everyone's in town," he says, giving you more reason to, he kisses starting again.
Moans start from you as his hands go under your clothes, touching your hot skin. "Don't stop," you moan, waves of pleasure coming from his kisses and rough hands. Leading you to the cot, pealing clothes off of each other's bodies, making you closer as the cold air hits.
Pulling your legs apart and letting him in, making you feel his hard cock, you rock your hips to the friction, then earning moans from him. His hands moved down quickly, ripping what little clothes you had left, then kissing you. His soft lips moved roughly against you, only to stop as your moans got louder.
He watched as your head went back as he entered you, letting you moan out for him, moaning with you. He couldn't hold back, not when he could make Dutch squirm knowing that he was the one making you like this.
Holding onto your legs as he made sure you took all of him, only thrusting into you when you cried out from him. Your head swam as your eyes watered, and you grabbed onto him, letting your nails dig into his back. The cot squeaked through your moans, covering the noise. His cock digs into you, making sure your legs feel numb tomorrow.
He let his head fall into your neck, making a place for his warm moans to land on your neck. His hips buckled, making his thrust short and deep. His hand touched you, bringing you closer to your edge. "Cum for me," he groans out as he slows his thrusts, trying not to cum before you. His moans made your stomach swim, pushing you to the edge.
"Please John" You moaned, making him thrust again, no longer deep but fast and rough, wanting you to cum with him, taking you both to your high. He didn't cover your mouth as you moaned his name, letting you see the stars as he saw his own.
Kissing your neck, then your lips gently pulling out, then lying on top of him, in the distance you both could hear Dutch yelling at poor Hosea. Laughter filled the tent at Dutch's tantrum.
Hello, I hope you enjoyed if there is and grammar mistakes or misspellings sorry about that feel free to let me know in the comments, have a great day/afternoon/night!
Summary: It’s the first time you and Leon have seen Ada since that fateful day in Spain, only you’re on a mission again and there’s always a bit of jealousy between the three of you. Until you do something about it.
Ada Wong x Reader x Leon Kennedy
Words: 8587
Additional tags: 18+, Fake marriage, fluff, a tiny bit of angst, mentions of previous injuries, smut - threesome, oral, p in v, lots and lots of consent and checking in constantly
Author’s note: Oh man… I got really, really carried away. This was supposed to be 3k words top and very little plot. There was a reason for Do Not Disturb was the inspiration here. Then… Well plot happened. So much plot (seriously where did it all come from?!) I went from “this song is totally an Aeon/me Aeon/reader fic” to the longest fic I’ve ever written 🤣
I am so fucking bi for these two. I’ve never been less normal about blorbos before what the fuck!!
Inspired by Do Not Disturb by Halestorm
A part of my series Wild Blue Yonder
(Screenshot is mine)
“You want us to do what?” (Y/N) asked, unable to believe her ears. She shook her head, resting her head in her palm. Leon stood beside her, staring blankly at Ingrid. This wasn’t what they did!
Ingrid raised an eyebrow, holding back a laugh at their reactions. “You are our best agents and you two already act like an old married couple,” she replied. “It should be easy.”
