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🩸🩸 BUTTER KNIVES🩸🩸

Human!Alastor x f!reader

blood / size kink / bitting / incorrect usage of knives / virgin reader / fucking in general / ALASTOR IS FILTHY AS HELL / porn with plot

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Your father always disapproved of him. A girl like you should never marry such man.

"A radio host? Pumpkin, you need a man who will be able to look after you when you grow old." Your father had said to you when you had gathered all your courage at dinner table one evening.

"But... I love him father..." You mumbled quietly.

"Love? You're far too young to know what love is. And besides, didn't you see at the ball how all the girls were looking at him? I can bet, that he looks at all the girls the same." Your father continued and dabbing at his moustache with napkin, cleared his throat:

"I must head out. Moon is out tonight and it's perfect for hunting. Lads will be waiting on me by now."

"Stay safe." Your mother kissed your father on cheek and saw him off. You were left sitting alone at the table, staring at your half eaten plate.

"Dont take it so hard, petal." Your mother stood next to you and gently run her hand through your hair.

"A man I respect is keeping me away from the man that my heart yearns for..." You sighed.

"Does father want me to marry someone I do not love? I'd kill myself in such marriage, mother."

"Don't even say such thing. You know your father is only looking out for you. For your future." Your mother said, trying to calm you.

"Alastor is also looking out for me." You narrowed your eyes at mother. With a hard look down at you, your mother advised:

"I think... It would be better if you did not see him anymore. Don't make your father angry, petal."

You looked up at her, not believing what she had just said.

"What..? Mama... How could you say such thing?" Your lip started to tremble. With blurry vision you looked around the table, butter knives shining in dim light. With angry huff you tried to brush your tears away and stood up, chair falling over in process. Your mother took a step back:

"Behave now." Mother said in sharp tone. You took a quick glance at the clock on the mantle piece and then bolted for the door.

"Where are YOU going at such hour?!" Your mother grabbed your hand before you even got two steps away from table.

"Clearly away from here." You spat, not breaking eye contact.

"You will sit back down, finish your dinner and go straight to bed." Your mother stated, her grip on your arm tightening. What she didn't notice, was how your other hand sneaked behind you and blindly reached for the first thing - the glimmering butter knife.

"I will not do such thing. Now. Let. Go." You said through gritted teeth.

"That's it. You insolent daughter." Your mother's hand reached up to grab your hair, but before she could do so - you were pointing the knife at her.

With wide eyes, both of you stared at the knife that was between you two.

"Mother.... I'm so sorry... I didn't mean--"

Your mother looked up at you and in one swift motion slapped you right across your face. With a cry you clutched your cheek and finally escaped the house. Leaving your mother to seeth back at the doorstep.

Quickly running down the front stairs of the house, you bolted across the yard. Ducked through the wooden fence that held your father's horses out of mother's garden, and run bare feet in the field. Trying to put as much distance between her and yourself.

When you finally had reached the other far off side of stockyard, you felt like you could breath again. Not bothering to climb over the fence you sat in the wet dewy grass and leaned against the fence pole. Distinct sounds of hunters gunshots and hound howls echoed in the forest behind.

You looked down at your hands. Right one still clutching the butter knife. From holding it incorrectly in your hand while on the run, you had accidentally nicked your fingers. New tears gathered in your eyes and you let out pathetic whimper.

"Y/n...?" You heard steps approaching on the other side of the fence on the gravel road.

"A-Alastor?" You immediately jumped up. Switching the knife from one clammy hand to other and hiding it behind your back. Now free hand, whipped your nose and cheeks, unknowingly to you - leaving red streaks across your face.

"What has my darling doe crying?" He quickly approached the fence when he picked up on your sniffling.

"Its fine, Alastor. Just had quarrel with my mother." You tried to laugh it off.

"A bloody one, as I see." He eyed you, reaching for your cheek. You tried to step away, but his warm touch was so inviting.

"Show me your hands, love." he said. He wasn't asking.

Swallowing thickly you brought both hands in front of you. Feeling like child in trouble. Trembling, and both bloody by now.

"We were having family dinner. And my father was reminiscing on the previous ball. And asked if I fancied any men there-" Alastor eyed you sharply for a second, unknowingly to you as you kept on rambling:

"-and I said that there was a man that I have had eyes for such long time, that the other men at the ball didn't even interest me. And he asked who. I said it's you. And he said that I should look elsewhere. I stood my ground and told him I love you. And he disapproved. Then mother said I should listen to him. Then she was screaming, saying I should stop seeing you. I got angry. She grabbed me. Tried to pull my hair and I... I just -I just pulled a knife at her... And then... And now I'm here..." You ranted so quickly that now you were out of breath.

With gentle chuckle, Alastor reached for your hand that was holding the knife, his ever seeing eyes, noticing the cuts on your other palm. He slowly frapped your fingers alongside his around the hilt of the butter knife and pulled both of your hands across the fence.

"When in dire straits, slice the sinew to halt movement," he murmured, gently drawing the knife across his chest. "Stab and pivot to temporarily cease motion," he directed, gesturing towards the center of his chest.

"You're wicked, Alastor..." You mumbled looking up at him.

"And you should never shed your blood. Though I am touched by your eagerness in defending your convictions concerning me, I would prefer not to witness your blood spilled, my love."

"Even if blood is such a pretty colour on you." He continued, his eyes flickering across your face. Standing up on the first wooden beam of the fence, he now stood way taller than you. Grabbing your chin he tilted your face one way, then the other.

"Since you say I'm wicked-" he gave you a cheeky smile,

"I might be afraid that your parents are correct. You should stay away from me." He looked away from you and across the field behind you.

"But I love you, Alastor..." You whispered so quietly, afraid that he might not have heard you.

"You have brought a knife in bloody hands tonight. What an odd way of confessing one's love." He bent his head closer to your face.

"What a lovely thing you are." His voice suddenly sounded sultry. It was enough for you to stand on your tippy toes and press your lips against his.

You could feel his smile against your lips. One of his hands sneaking to hold the back of your neck and pulling you closer. When that was not enough, in swift motion his legs swung over the fence and he was right in front of you. His lips never leaving yours.

It felt so right to kiss him. To kiss him felt like finally quelling an obsession. Just to feel the painful withdrawal as soon as his lips traveled to your neck to leave love bites there. Love bites that bloomed the same way as the blood splatters on your light summer dress.

His hands traveled down your back, the butter knife still in his hand. Both of you knew that no one would come down this road at this hour, but there was urgency in your actions. Desperation, almost. Your hands traveled to the front of his shirt, to get rid of the bow tie and open couple of buttons.

"The next move shan't be quite gentlemanly of me, my doe.." he was breathing hard and put the hilt of the knife in his mouth. His tongue briefly tasted your blood on it. Alastor's hands deftly gathered the skirt part of your dress and pushed you against the fence. Then raising the fabric around your hips and bunching it to the side, he grabbed the knife and pinned your dress to the fence.

"Alastor..." Your breath caught in your throat as your lower half was exposed to the cold nights air.

"Too much?" He asked, now stepping closer as his hands worked on his belt.

He clearly did intend to fuck you here. In empty field. Against a fence. In middle of the night.

"No, just perfect, you're perfect..." you breathed, hands looping around his neck to pull him in for a kiss.

"Lovely." He whispered and kissed you. His hand reaching down between your legs.

"Ah..." You moaned at the first contact.

"Needy little thing you are..." Alastor sighed against your lips, feeling the wetness between your legs.

It was the first time someone else's hands were touching you down there, besides your own. Feeling was not entirely new, but the anticipation was almost killing you. Your hand around Alastor's neck tightened, pulling him down, so you could hide your face in his shoulder. Breath heavy against his neck.

His fingers deftly slid through your slit.

"How.. many...?" Alastor implied, trying to shift his face away and look at you, making him pull his hand slightly away and his fingers circling back to your clit.

"Ah.." you gasped, not hearing his question and just trying to hide your face again.

"Sweetheart..." Alastor's hand slid from your cunt and instead dug his fingers in - right where your thigh met your pussy. This finally got your attention and your head shot up to look at him. You could almost swear that you could see your own debauched image reflecting in his glasses. He tilted his head down at you, and your reflection was gone and his warm eyes were staring right into your soul.

"How many men you have sle-" before he could ask the question you were shaking your head.

"None. No one." You said. "None has touched me this way," you looked down at his hand between your legs. His pointer finger that was closest to your pussy, slowly slid through your slit once more. Your head fell back and you stared at the sky. Stars were slowly starting to appear in the night sky.

"... except myself." You swallowed. Your head feeling empty of any coherent thought. Alastor's mouth fell open slightly:

"Say the word, and I'll stop, my doe..." He leaned down to your exposed neck, and gently run his nose up and down your pulse point.

Your hand shot down and grabbed his wrist:

"I want you and you alone."

His smile against your neck was almost infectious.

"Well, then... To rephrase..." He planted slow, open-mouthed kisses against your shoulder, his free hand pulling your dress down your shoulder. He moved his lips against your ear, as if to tell you something that no one else could ever hear:

"...How many of your own fingers have you taken?" you could hear his wicked smile in his voice. And you could feel his hand moving between your legs. His middle finger slowly, almost feather lightly, circled your clit and slid down to your opening. Your breath hitched:

"A-Alastor..."

When you didn't provide him the answer, he quickly pulled his hand out of your underwear and grabbed your hand putting it up between both of you. He pressed his palm against yours and looked at your hands. You did the same. Both of you could see how his fingers shined in the moonlight from your wetness coating them.

"Tell me."

"One."

"How far?"

You were staring at your pressed together hands. He was looking straight at you, watching how your eyes showed the realization of how much bigger his hands were and how longer his fingers were.

"Second knuckle..." You whispered and your eyes met his, over the frames if his glasses.

"Oh, my little doe... I will give you so much more than that..." He chuckled and looked at your hands as his fingers interlinked with yours.

"When I kneel before you, you shall receive all I offer. Diligently." He let go of your hand and took off his glasses.

"Understood?"

You nodded. For such a gentleman, he definitely had such a filthy mouth. You'll soon learn it both ways.

"Hold these for me, will you?" He innocently asked and put his glasses on you, quite lower so you could stare over the round frames. Before you could say anything else, he was on his knees in the dewy grass, both of his hands sliding up your bare legs. His lips gently leaving kisses on your hips as he dragged your panties down your legs. You couldn't look away from him. His soft lips moving from one hip, across your stomach to the other side. His fingers running between your folds, time to time coming up to circle your clit and then tease your entrance by dipping in a fingertip.

"Mark me..." you breathed out as one of your hands slid to his hair.

"That will hurt." He looked up at you.

"You won't hurt me. I trust you, Al..." You said through a moan.

"...where...?" He quietly inquired.

God, please, everywhere.

"Here..." you gently tapped your hip. Alastor smiled, leaned closer, pressed his lips to the top of your hand and then gently bit your fingertip.

"This shall mean you're mine, my love, I hope you are preparing for the consequences that it ensues." He said against your skin as you pulled your hand away.

"I was yours as soon as our eyes locked when I saw you riding horses with the hunters all those years ago..." You moaned as his fingers circled your clit, as if he was encouraging you to finish your though. Next second, you felt his teeth sink into your skin and his middle finger plunging into you.

"Alastor! Ah.." both of your hands flew to his hair, as your hips jerked against his hand.

"Shhh.." Alastor smiled against the blooming love bite. His eyes then locked on how you were taking his finger.

"Good girl." His smiled and looked up at you. His other hand joining to circle your clit.

"Oh Lord..." You moaned. He playfully rolled his eyes at you and leaned his temple against your hip.

"Such a good girl, taking my fingers so well." He praised, his tongue darting out to wet his lips. He twisted his finger and you let out a high pitch keen.

"Look at me." He straighted a little. Your eyes locked with his. Opening his mouth, he stuck his tongue out. Your eyes grew big, and a flash of warmth traveled down from your chest to your legs. Your pussy involuntary clamping down on his finger. And then his mouth was on you. As soon as his tongue got the first taste of you, his eyes fell shut and he moaned against you, sending vibrations straight through you.

"Ahh...ha...." You moaned loudly, both hands moving to his hair and pulling it. He lapped at your pussy as if he was a starving man. He sucked on your clit and then you felt a second finger stretching you open.

"Please.... Just don't stop..." You moaned, your hips jerking against his mouth. His fingers picked up the speed and your breathing did the same.

"I think I'm going to..." Your hold on his hair grew tighter and you were starting to push his mouth harder against your weeping cunt. Alastor grunted, his hand that was constantly squeezing your ass traveled down to his crotch and palmed himself. His pants growing too tight.

Alastor curled his fingers forward and sucked hard on your clit. With a loud cry you came on his fingers and tongue. You yourself could never reach such intense peak. Your toes curled, your knees almost wishing to pull together. You pressed Alastor's head closer to your dripping core, at the moment careless if he could breathe or not.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuckfuckfuckkk..." Your eyes rolled back into your skull. For a moment you felt weightless, your hands falling away from his hair, to hold onto to the fence beams that you were leaning against.

Flatly dragging his tongue from your twitching hole up your slit to the clit, he placed chaste kiss on your mound. Alastor leaned back and looked up at you.

When you had gathered at least some wits about you, you looked down at him. His chin and lips were glistening from your cum.

"You taste sweet." He gave you a wink and licked his lips.

"Alastor..." You whispered his name and in swift motion crossed your hands and pulled the dress over your head. Leaving it hanging by the knife. Alastor was caught off guard and sat back, his hands slowly starting to unbutton his vest and then his shirt.

Was Alastor intending to fuck you against the fence or where you intending to ride him in the dewy grass?

In two quick steps you were in front of him and straddling his hips. Your lips immediately seeking out his and hands helping him to unbutton his shirt faster. With a groan he pulled away and grabbing your hand dragged it down his chest to the front of his pants. Unzipping his pants you dipped your hand in his boxers.

"Fuck..." He moaned, his eyes rolling back. You wrapped your hand around his cock and gently freed him from the confines of his pants.

"How is that going to fit...?" You blurted out when you looked down at him and gave him two long strokes.

"... perfectly..." He hissed through his teeth and threw his head back when your thumb swiped across his dripping tip. You switched your hands, and raised now free hand up to your face. Alastor looked at you through lidded eyes. Gently you licked your finger, tasting him on your skin. Seeing you do that, Alastor's hips jerked up into your fist and his eyes fluttered shut.

"Lover." He gritted through clenched teeth. His hands coming to hold your hips. You only smiled at your ability to drive him as insane and he was driving you. You slid your hand down to his base and gently squeezed.

"Cheeky little thing..." Alastor opened his eyes and pulled you in for a kiss by your neck. It was slow but messy. Tongues twisting, saliva smearing against both of your lips.

You got up on your knees and wrapped your hands around Alastor's neck. However, he grabbed your hand and wrapped it around his cock alongside his own.

"Now, now." He smiled against your lips. "You gotta learn how to take it. Put. It. In." Alastor whispered absolute filth against your lips and moved your hand so that his cock dragged through your soaked folds.

With a shaky breath you dragged his cock through your folds once more. Pausing on your clit and moaning against Alastor's lips.

"Yes... Take your pleasure..." He whispered.

Then moving his cock down, you pushed it's tip against your entrance. And then with a hissfrom your mouth, your hips were flush with his. The unknown feeling between your legs made you bite Alastor's lip. He groaned in your mouth, but didn't pull away if both of you felt the tangy taste of blood.

Alastor was patient with you, and let you decide when and how to move. But once your hips started to twitch against his, Alastor ground hips up into yours. His warm hands moved up to your back and shoulder blades to pull you closer. Your own hands tangled themselves in his dark hair and scratched down his back. By now your moans were echoing the same as the hounds of the hunters.

"Harder.. Al... Please..." You moaned against his cheek, as your hips moved up and down. Your desperate cunt twitching around his cock and making Alastor moan in your ear.

Next moment you were on your back, your legs on his shoulders as he leaned over you. Your eyes locked with his. Both of you as mirrored image to each other. Hair disheveled, foreheads sweaty, short rapid breaths. And then he was fucking you as if this is the last night out here with stars. As if the coming morning you won't stop by the coffee shop where he gets his morning dose of caffeine.

The way his cock so deliciously dragged against your walls - you had nothing in this world to compare it to. Leaking tip of his cock was carving your cunt out with every push back in, and each drag of it made you clench around him. As if to say, that you need him back in and not let him pull out.

You grabbed Alastor's cheeks:

"I'm in love with you...." He said first, as if he had read your thoughts on what you were about to say.

"I love you." You smiled back and pulled him in for a kiss that was broken by your moan as Alastor gave harsh thrust, hitting your cervix. Making you lose your breath momentarily.

"More.. please..." You begged, your cunt twitching around him.

"Fuck..." Alastor moaned, his hips taking on harsher and faster movements. You could swear that you felt him in your guts. Your hand traveled down your stomach and pressed on the outline of his cock. He smirked at you, as if saying that no other cock will ever be this deep, no one ever will pleasure you the same way.

"You're mine..." He groaned. Letting your legs off his shoulders, he pulled your lower lip with his thumb until your mouth opened and he could slide his finger in. Your tongue latched around his digit and sucked hard, making him stutter in his movements as he wondered how to use that mouth of yours in other ways.

With press on your tongue, your mouth opened once more, Alastor pulled his finger out and dived in to kiss you. Your tongues meeting before your lips could. You moaned in his eager mouth as his wet thumb now circled your clit. Your hips raising to meet his thrusts. When your wandering hands were enough for him, he grabbed them and pinned both of them above your head.

"Keep them there..." He said breathlessly and leaned back lifting your hips with his.

He was fucking you like drowning animal would fight for air. And the pleasure was rapidly pulling both of you under. The way your cunt clenched around him more and more frequently, was a sign that you were close. As if not being able to stand not touching him, your hand raised to rest on his stomach, feeling the lean muscles flexing there.

Not wanting to soil you on your first sexual encounter, Alastor was ready to pull out when your legs wrapping around his hips locked him in place. Sliding his hands up your legs and then sides, he leaned over you.

Your orgasm approached you unknowingly, as such intense feeling you have never felt before.

"I got you. Just let go." Alastor said against your chest as his forehead rested against your collarbone. With a moan that stole all your breath - you came. Alastor's name tumbling out of your lips like the sweetest honey. Your body arched off the ground and pressed against Alastor. Not knowing what to do with your hands as all nerve ends felt like going haywire, you opt to grab Alastor's hips and, as if your legs being locked around him wasn't enough, you pulled him against you.

Corrupting such sweet doe as yourself felt so rewarding. He could almost feel your orgasm on his tongue. Perhaps that was just taste of your cunt that kept lingering on his tongue. His own hips stuttered and with deep groan he came deep inside you, his teeth latching on the side of your left breast, leaving another love bite to remind you of this night of debaucheries.

For a moment neither of you moved. Still ongoing gunfires of hunters and howls of hounds could be heard echoing, meaning that hunt was still on. And you could return home without your father seeing you here.

Alastor wrapped one hand around your back and gently laid you back on ground.

"I must beg your pardon. A lady such as yourself ought never to be deflowered in such a place for the first time." He said quietly against your soft breasts that were still raising and falling in short breaths.

"Oh, hush. I enjoyed myself very much so." You took a deep breath trying to steady your breathing. Alastor looked at you and you smiled at him. Gently running your hands through his hair in order to tame it.

Steadying himself on his hands, Alastor pulled out and couldn't help but to stare at your cunt that was already leaking his cum. Catching him staring, ought to teas him a little bit. Bending your legs you spread them open. Gaining Alastor's attention, you trailed one hand down your body and dipped your fingertips in your folds. Shyly looking to the side you spread your folds, making more cum leak out. Alastor was watching your hand like it was a prey.

"Darling-" Alastor warned as his lashes fluttered. He leaned to kiss your knee instead. Fighting so hard not to take your overstimulated body the second time.

"We should talk in the morning." Alastor got up with a sigh, tucked himself away and walked over to the fence to retrieve your dress.

You quietly got dressed, not questioning anything. You weren't sure what we're you to say in such moment. While you were getting dressed you couldn't help but stare as Alastor was putting on his shirt. His skin on the back scratched by your nails. Or how the fingers you had cut had smeared blood all over his body.

"Shall I escort you home?" Alastor turned to you.

"No. It's late, we both should be getting home and to bed. And besides, I know this field like back of my hand." You shook your head.

"Alright." Alastor tilted his head to the side and smiled. He walked up to you and gently took off his glasses from you.

"Not a scratch. Good girl." He praised you, leaning down to your eye level. Your cheeks immediately flushed red and you quickly pressed your lips against his.

As he watched you walk back home, you couldn't help the smile that was on your lips. The faithful butter knife clutched carefully in your hands, will be neatly stored in your vanity as a reminder.

Meanwhile Alastor was sitting on the fence, watching you walk away, with skip in your step. Once you were far enough, he hauled himself over the fance, back on the road. What you had not seen at the very beginning, was that Alastor had come with knive of his own. Quite menacing butcher knife, that he had wedged in the nearby tree.

You were almost home. You had just ducked through the fence and walked quietly across the yard when, one, so much differently sounding gunshot, made you turn back around and stare at the field where you had come from....

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Part 2?

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Since there was such a high demand for filth, please enjoy this little teaser

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It felt so right to kiss him. To kiss him felt like finally quelling an obsession. Just to feel the painful withdrawal as soon as his lips traveled to your neck to leave love bites. Love bites that bloomed the same way as the blood splatters on your light summer dress.

His hands traveled down your back, the butter knife still in hand. Both of you knew that no one would come down this road at this hour, but there was urgency in your actions. Desperation, almost. Your hands traveled to the front of his shirt, to get rid of the bow tie and open couple of buttons.

"Next thing is not going to be very gentlemanly of me, my doe.." he was breathing hard and put the hilt of the knife in his mouth, his tongue briefly tasting your blood on it. His hands deftly gathered the skirt part of your dress and pushed you against the fence. Then raising the fabric around your hips and bunching it to the side, he grabbed the knife and pinned your dress to the fence.

"Alastor..." Your breath caught in your throat as your lower half was exposed to the cold nights air.

"Too much?" He asked, now stepping closer as his hands worked on his belt.

He clearly did intend to fuck you here. In empty field. Against a fence. In middle of the night.

"No, just perfect, you're perfect..." you breathed, hands looping around his neck to pull him in for a kiss.

"Lovely." He whispered and kissed you. Hand reaching down between your legs.

"Ah..." You moaned at the first contact.

"Needy little thing you are..." Alastor sighed against your lips, feeling the wetness between your legs.

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I'm in a mood to write something ✨spicy✨ with this one

I know he's ace, but like ... let a girl dreammmmm

Yes? No?

Give us ALL the spiceeeee

Nahh... U nasteyyyyy

Voting ended onMar 19, 2024

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hundred lessons to fall in love / w.i.p.

Dottore x Reader

do you want this fic in multiple parts or just a big-ass post? ps. yes it will have smut in it

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This. This is what he was.  

All the emotions he had ever shown you – were just merely a reflection, a detailed scheme to guard the high walls he had built around him. He had always chosen what emotions to show – never really being in the moment. 

“I must bid good night, little one.” He effortlessly slid off the table, already turning to leave. Upon not receiving an answer from you – which you always did, thanking him for his time and such; he turned to look at you. 

“You... actually care about me...” He said, hands in his pockets as he leaned against the table, right next to you. 

You didn’t look at him, hands in your lap, picking at your nails. He stared at you in silence, waiting for a response from you. 

“Oh, Celestia...” he started with a sigh, looking at the high shelves behind you. Then he reached for your chin, making you look up: 

“Help the fool who falls in love...” a small chuckle escaped him. Out of shame you kept your eyes closed and did not dare to look up. 

“Now you won't look at me? Oh, don’t be so pathetic.” He rolled his eyes at you, slightly shaking your head to make you look at him. 

“Listen-” He started, sitting on the table once again, crossing his legs and leaning his elbow on his knee and glancing at you. Yet, you still didn't look at him. 

“Look at me when I speak to you!” he barked as his foot collided with your chair, making you look at him in slight fear. 

“There we go, as I was saying, before you so rudely ignored me. You will never be my equal. I will destroy you if you step in my way. I will tear you down and I will build you up once again if I’ll feel lenient. But you will never be my downfall.” 

With teary eyes you were staring at him. 

“Zandik...” you whispered; tongue heavy in your mouth. 

“Pleading never looked good on you, dear.” he clicked his tongue and tiled your head to the side. Flashes of his last bloody romantic encounter flickered behind his eyes. 

“You know what happened to the last woman that tried to bed me?” He leaned closer to your face, his nose gently bumping against yours. You bit your lip, trying to stifle the pathetic whimper that was about to leave your mouth. 

“Her body has long gone rotten in the Dunes of Sumeru.” He whispered, his tongue darting to wet his lip. 

“I rather not see your blood on my hands, little one.” he gently pressed his lips to the corner of your mouth. At last, that pathetic whimper resurfaced as new tears rolled down your cheeks. 

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but like imagine ridding Dottore tho, thighs on each side of his hips, like ??¿ pls rail me, sir

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he was busy. you were busy. he had tests and experiments to run. you had mora waiting to be delivered to Northland bank at Liyue on behalf of Pantalone.

you hadn't run into each other for almost a week. you just didn't have time for anything. until...

until you were going down the hall and patienly walking behind Pantalone as he was reciting all the expenses and all the money transfers - all the while you tried to mark them down on the paper in front of you - eyes never leaving it.

"Doctor." Pantalone said curtly passing by. As if that was your cue, you looked up.

"Regrator." Dottore answered in clipped tone, his eyes glued on you. He paused and then addressed Pantalone once more:

"Is your darling assistant awfully busy?" false sweetness was coating his words. His hand reaching for your chin.

"She's not for your experiments, Doctor." Pantalone pushed his hand away from you.

"Oh? Oh, but she is." Dottore leaned down closer to you.

"Miss?" Pantalone looked at you. You swallowed and gave unsure smile:

"It would be unfit of me to answer such question. Whatever you are implicating."

"It seems that my colleague isn't sharing you." Dottore sighed in disappointed and straightened to his full height.

"A shame. Truly." His hand reached to gently touch a piece of your hair and then with curt nod left:

"I must bid you farewell then."

Pantalone nodded and resumed to walk. You reculently followed your boss. Making couple of steps he said:

"You have five minutes. Go." He sent a look at you over his shoulder.

"thank you." You gasped out quietly and dashed into opposite direction, in hopes to chase down certain scientist.

Taking a turn on the right, you called out breathlessly:

"I thought I'm exclusively yours!"

At the other end of the hall, Dottore stopped and turned around to look at you.

"You know that i don't share." He answered, his tone gaining an edge - waiting on where this conversation is going.

"Are you sure? Back there it seemed different to me." you walked up to him.

"You are mine." He looked as you walked closer to him.

"Really?" you teased, now standing in front of him and looking up at his mask.

"Mine to build. Mine to break. Mine to protect." he said quietly.

"Hm? Are you sure?" you raised an eyebrow to mock him, small smirk playing on your lips.

"Mine to hunt. Mine to touch." his voice dropping lower as he slowly pushed his mask back up. His red eyes half lidded as he leaned closer to your lips:

"And exclusively mine to fuck."

"'ttore..." you whispered, your breath fanning over his lips. Just his body this close to yours made you weak in the knees and ready to do whatever he wanted.

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"Ahh..." You moaned, your head falling back as you held up your skirt with one hand as the other one was trying to steady yourself behind on his thigh.

"Fuck.. that's it..." Dottore swallowed thickly his eyes falling to where you were sliding up and down on his cock.

"...missed you... missed t-this.." you leaned forward, your hair touching his chest.

"come here." Dottore's hand wrapped around the back of your neck to pull you down to his lips, making you place your hands on his naked chest that wasn't covered by the dress shirt that still hang around his shoulders. Your hips now going in slow circles on top of his.

For a moment you just stayed like that - your hips going in circles as one hand was sliding up to his teal coloured hair and messing it up even more - his hand squeezing your hip as other one splayed across your lower back to push you down whenever he thrusted up into you. Your breaths mingling in-between your lips.

"you're mine... aren't you..?" he clenched his teeth as he gave a particularly hard thrust.

"Ahh!" you moaned, voice raising in pitch: "your's 'Torre!"

"good girl." he smirked before his lips landed on yours. He wrapped his hands around you, feet planted firmly against bed as his hips pistoned into yours. Every single one of your moans were swallowed by him:

"i know you can... take it..." he smiled against your lips; groans and moans of his own slipping from his mouth.

"can't... 'torre... Gonna... " you cried out, nearing your orgasm as your head fell to his collar bone.

"eyes on me, princess" Dottore snarled, grabbing fistful of your hair and yanking your head up.

At one point there was a knock on the bedroom door, but you didn't hear it - your senses overtaken by the man beneath you. For a second Dottore's red eyes darted to the door as a wicked smile spread across his face.

Roughly pushing you up by your shoulders, he straightened you up.

"ride me..." he said, his tongue slipping out to wet his lips. your hands rested in front of you on his abs, feeling them contract as he was nearing his own orgasm.

His one hand grabbed the hem of your skirt and held it up against your hip as his other gently traced your side and ended up on your clit. Expert finger tips rubbed quick circles, making your thighs tremble at his sides.

Another knock.

Your own moans and Dottore's heavy breaths drowned out all other sound.

"wanna come, sweetness?" He swallowed thickly.

"with you.. only... with you..." you nodded frantically, eyes locking with his. at this given moment they seemed such dark ruby red - almost blood like. if only you'd know that it's his favorite answer.

with sultry smile, Dottore pushed you harder down on his cock.

"do the thing.. i like..." he mumbled as his thumb did quick circles on your clit, alternating between couple of harsher flicks. whenever he did that, you clamped harder around his cock.

"f-fuck... princess..." his hand grabbed your tight.

"'torre ...!" you squeaked out his name. with on last thrust, his back arched off the bed as he came. the warm feeling of his cum and the way he was bitting his lip - triggered your own orgasm as your eyes rolled in the back of your head and trembling thighs locked around his. with one last thrust in your cunt he sent you falling down on his chest.

"Doctor, have you see-" a voice followed the click of the doors.

you froze on top of your lover as your eyes looked up at your boss, who turned on his heel to face away from you two.

in a rush you tried to get off of Dottore, your knee clumsily bumping against the side of his ribs.

"princess..." Dottore hissed beneath you, his hands flying to your hips and securing you in iron grip.

"Miss." Pantalone cleared his throat, back still turned towards you two. You were dieing of embarrassment and grabbing Dottore's fancy lab coat to wrap yourself in something.

"I gave you five minutes." Pantalone scolded.

"Lord.. I-I.." you tried to find words how to explain this. Dottore reached for his mask and put it on - slightly higher on his forehead. with dissatisfied tsk he sat up, swung his legs over the edge of bed and wrapped one strong hand around your waist and lifted you off of his cock just to playfully throw you aside on the bed.

you squeaked at feeling, your hands flying to cover your mouth. sending a devilish smile your way, he stood up and tucked himself away, but not bothering to zip up his pants.

"Your assistant is just too tasty, Regrator. I just had to steal her away for a bit longer. She's such a refined... taste." even though Dottore was speaking to Pantalone, he leaned to place a chaste kiss on your forehead.

"Unfortunately, I am a greedy man and don't share what's mine." Dottore straightened and yanked the coat off your shoulders, making you scramble to cover yourself.

Slinging the coat over his shoulders Dottore walked up to Pantalone and guiding him of the room said:

"She'll be ready in five."

As he turned around to close the doors behind both of them, you could see how his hungry eyes disappeared behind that mask that still had lipstick stains on.

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wearing red lingerie in the color of his eyes tho

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As one possible relationship seemed to bloom for you, another one – the one you cherished and looked after the most – withered. 

“Red...” Dottore quietly whispered behind your back, his right hand, the closest to you, was raising up and his knuckles dragged down your naked spine. That gesture made sparks shoot down your spine. 

“What’s that?” you looked over your shoulder to glance down at him. 

“Why are you wearing red?” he asked you – clearly talking about the lingerie you had underneath. A young lad with red scarf flashing before his eyes. 

“And? What are you going to do about it?” you dared to bite back at him. You had been harboring feelings for the mad scientist for some time already, but he never seemed to be interested in you in that way. Glancing at the dial above the mantelpiece, you stood up, feeling Dottore’s hand slide down your back. 

“As much as I like chatting with you, dearests, I must take my leave for tonight.” You bowed and turned to leave, but a hand wrapping around your wrist stopped you. You looked down at Dottore, swallowing thickly – waiting for whatever he was about to say. Staring straight ahead, he just stayed silent and eventually let go of your hand. Oh Archons, how you wished to see those red eyes he was hiding behind that beaked mask.  

“Good evening, Arlecchino.” you smiled at her and bowed gently. She nodded at you, wishing you a great evening. You spared one last glance at Dottore and with narrowed eyes leaned down to his ear: 

“Looking in to red eyes above me sounds so much better than a red scarf binding my wrists.” 

“Good night, Doctor.” you straightened and walked out of the door. 

“I expected for you to be more possessive of the things you own, Doctor.” Arlecchino took a sip of her wine and smirked at him. 

“I must say, that I quite like to watch her prancing under your nose.” she chuckled and waited for a response from her colleague. 

“I'm going to lab.” was all he said as he pushed himself up. 

“I know you despise mortals, but it doesn’t to hurt to indulge yourself into one and only.” Arlecchino advised to his back as she reached to put all the chess pieces to their rightful places. 

“Good night, Knave.” Dottore hummed and left the hall. 

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watch me write dottore x reader x slight Childe blurb, where dottore offers to introduce you to Childe and play matchmaker, just to realize the he himself has a crush on you. and on the night, where dottore knows you're about to fuck Childe, he whisks you away and fucks you himself, cuz he knows he's better for you than Childe.

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now I'm daydreaming about you

NSFW 18+

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Levi makes sex addict out of reader

fuckboy!Levi x Erwin's sister!reader

-I’m every fucked up fantasy she’s afraid to speak out loud. - Levi at some point

----preview----

“So, she didn’t fuck Jean?” Sasha asked.

“Nope.” you stated.

“Didn't she sleep with Eren, though?” Historia asked.

“Happened once. In a dream.” you giggled, “But yeah, both of them were tipsy and it was a sloppy handjob.”

“Isn't Eren a fuckboy, though?” Sasha looked at you.

“Oi, I'm not a fuckboy.” Eren said, as he was now walking behind you three with Armin, Jean and Connie.

“That's what a fuckboy says.” Historia leaned to whisper in your ear.

“Can't call me a fuckboy if you haven't been underneath me.” Eren said, smirk playing on his lips. Armin facepalmed besides him, while Jean and Connie whistled.

“What the fuck, Ereh?” Mikasa come up behind him and slapped him on the head.

“Ow, Mikasa... hi...”

“Stop, flirting with Y/n so blatantly.” Mikasa stood in front of you, shielding you away from Eren.

“Why? Is she taken?” Connie peeped up.

Silence.

All eyes on you.

“Who is he? Do we know him?” Jean asked, hating the silence. You didn’t answer, because you were single. Single with unbelievably big crush on someone who doesn't really notice you.

“You don’t sleep with anyone, but... Is he good in bed?” Eren asked. And suddenly your thoughts fell upside down, midnight fantasies filling your head, making heat rush to your cheeks.

“Oh, wow, did I hit the jackpot?” Eren gently moved Mikasa to side, to look at your blushing face, his hand rising to softly touch your chin, lifting your face up to look at him.

“Aren't you a blushing mess.” He smirked at you, his eyes narrowing slightly. You couldn’t lie, Eren was attractive looking, with all his bad boy vibe, his hair in messy bun, green eyes always hiding two personalities – childlike wonder and something darker. Something darker, that if he wanted, he could destroy everything and everyone.

"I bet I could do better-" Eren whispered, his lips now a lot closer to your own.

“Yeager!” Came Levi’s voice, a hand grabbing him by the back of his neck and pulling him away from you.

“Get your stinky paws off my sister.” Erwin stood in front of him.

“We're going to class; I think your brother can handle this.” Historia mumbled to you, looking at her wrist watch.

“I’ll be there in second.” you still were staring at your brother’s back.

“What were you doing, Eren?” Erwin asked, his dad voice on, making you roll your eyes behind him.

“Nothing, not my fault. Didn’t do anything.”

“Are you okay?” Erwin turned to look at you.

“Yeah. Eren was flirting. Unsuccessfully, might I add.” you stuck your tongue out at him.

“You were blushing!” Eren accused.

“Not because of your stupid flirting!” you spat back, eyes momentarily jumping to Levi.

“Enough. Eren, steer clear away from her. Understood? Hurt her, and I’ll hurt you.” Erwin cracked his knuckles.

“Understood, sir.” Eren nodded.

“Why don’t I make sure you make it to the class in one piece?” Erwin offered.

“Thanks, but no need.” Jean said.

“You little fuckers go to the same class as my sister.” Erwin pointed out. Boys only nodded and with Erwin on their heels, walked to the class, Levi following right after.

You just stood there.

Levi stopped and looked back at you; his hands shoved into the pockets of his dark university uniform pants.

“Are you coming?”

For you, yes. Was your first thought.

“Yeah.” With quick steps you caught up with them, passing Levi and following right behind Erwin.

Later that night at home you screamed at Erwin to stop being so overprotecting.

“So you can be the next random girl that he finger-fucks in school’s bathroom stall?” Erwin had snorted at your outburst.

“Ugh, you're so fucking weird.” you couldn’t come up with any comeback.

“See. I am right. Case closed.” he said and left to his room. With stomping of your feet, you left to your own room and plopped onto the bed.

That night you couldn’t sleep at all. Browsing internet all night, hoping to tire yourself out. With a huff you snuggled into your blankets and opened PH. Maybe, you needed different type of tired.

Knuckles deep, you imagined totally different people. You imagined totally different voices. Someone else’s moans and grunts.

And as your dirty fantasies were running wild, your hips rising to meet your nimble fingers, your phone slipped somewhere to the side. Your other hand falling on top of it, your bare skin coming in contact with the screen. But you were far too deep in catching your climax that you didn’t even notice what was happening in your phone.

“Ah...” you gasped. “Hahh...” your back arched from the bed.

“Fuck...” your breath hitched, orgasm finally hitting you as, barely audible, Levi, left your mouth.

After a moment of nothing but your racing heart, you laid in your bed, staring at the dark ceiling above you. Your hand slipping out of your panties and just resting at your sides. With disappointed sigh you got out of your bed to wash up when you got a notification on your phone.

L. Ackerman replayed your snap.

A Snapchat notification.

“The fuck?” you mumbled and laid back on the bed, grabbing your phone.

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PAIN™

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pussy head empty, just thinking about squirting lovingly on Levi's cock

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"no,no.. i-i can't..." you moaned, almost, almost trying to get away from the grip that Levi had on your hips.

"you can and you will" Levi said through gritted teeth as his hips took on even rougher pace.

"mmm, sh-shit..." your back arched, legs spasming so occasionally against Levi's tights.

"please, please, please" you were chanting by now, tears staining your cheeks as your hands flew from fisting the sheets to grab Levi's hips, in hopes to stop his movements against you.

"god, you look stunning..." Levi moaned, his head falling back and right hand trailing to your clit, accompanying his hard thrusts.

"ahh!" your walls clamped down on his cock as you tried to reach for his shoulder, to somehow ground yourself.

"fuck." Levi whined and his eyes fell to look down at you.

"come on." he leaned over you, pulling one of your knees up and hooking it over his elbow.

"no, no, I feel like I'm gonna-" you sobbed as Levi's middle and ring finger went faster in your already abused clit. the tightening coil in your lower stomach started to unwind, your walls spasming around him and bringing him closer to his own orgasm.

when everything felt way too much the coil in you exploded, making you see white and let out a pathetic whimper. at the same time feeling warm liquid covering Levi's abdomen and hand, he came with a grunt:

"fuuck"

when both of you came down from your highs, Levi looked down at the mess you made.

"let me get up." you tried to get away as you realised what had happened.

"you did that..." Levi whispered, one eyebrow quirked up.

"don't... let me clean-"

"do it again." he said dead serious as he hovered over you, caging you in with his elbows.

"w-what?" you pulled your hands to your chest, trying to hide.

"can we do that again?" Levi asked, a hopeful look in his steely eyes.

"that was messy, are you sure Levi?" you tried to look away.

"yes." he pecked your cheek, making you look back at him.

"but I want you on top." he said, catching your eyes with his lustful captivating gaze. you nodded and whispered a quiet yes, next second Levi's hands wrapped around you and you had switched places, now sitting comfortably on top of his hips.

"you're mine to ruin, aren't you?" he said lovingly as his hand grabbed yours and Intertwined your fingers together.

"mhmm" you hummed as you rolled your hips into his, making Levi's mouth fall open in silent gasp.

"but on you go.." he trailed off as he grabbed your hips and lifted you onto his hard cock, making you arch your back.

"can't believe you're mine." he laughed, almost deliriously.

with satisfied sigh you leaned down to him, connecting your lips to his.

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---mdni---

---NSFW---

part of me wants to get caught with Levi between my legs as he kneels on the floor eating the living soul out of me

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you always swore to yourself that you won't fall in his bed again, but here you were. in his quarters, laying on his bed, ass almost over the edge while Levi was on his knees at the end of it. in broad daylight at that, when you had shit load of things to do.

"haah... fuck..." you moaned as his mouth left you with a wet pop. his middle and ring finger steadily working in and out of you. he pressed his left cheek against your thigh and looked at you, small, breathless smile adoring his wet lips.

"aren't you a sight for sore eyes..." he said breathlessly as his eyes dropped to look how easily you were taking his fingers.

"Levi..." you moaned when he curled his fingers upwards, his eyes automatically jumping to your face as satisfied smirk took over that dopey smile. he was gauging your every reaction, even though he didn't need to. he already knew all your weak spots by now. this wasn't your first time in his bed, nor his first time on his knees in front of you.

"l-less talking..." your hand sneaked to his cheek, almost urging him back down to you. with his other hand he gently grabbed your hand and kissed your warm palm and guided your hand into the back of his hair. he leaned down to your clit, his heavy breaths ghosting over you.

"mmh... please..." your hips rose up on their own. with small chuckle Levi pushed you down back to bed.

"be a good girl and cum on my tongue..." he whispered and swallowed thickly as he felt you squeeze around his digits.

"yes, yes, yes please..." your hand in his hair twitched, lightly pulling on his dark locks. his fingers picked up the pace, curling into you, finding that soft spot inside of you.

"yes, there.. haaah--" you moaned, pushing Levi's head closer to your pussy, making him suck harder on your clit. o er the obscene sounds that were coming not only from your mouth, but also where Levi was so deliberately working, both of you didn't hear the knock at the door outside of his study.

"fuck yes, Levi, more!" now both of your hands had sunk in his hair and your tights squeezed around his head.

"cum for me, sweetheart." Levi raised his eyes to briefly look at you, as his fingers were now moving at fast pace, your arousal dripping down his forearm, down to his elbow. and as your eyes rolled to the back of your head, he stick his tongue out and laid it flatly against your cunt, sliding it up to your clit. and as you cummed, the way Levi had instructed, right on his tongue, your legs locked around his head and you rolled to the side, taking Levi with you. making the raven haired man groan out as the hand that was on your tight slid to wrap it self around your waist, so to stop you from moving and breaking his neck.

"y/n... easy girl..." Levi mumbled from between your legs, as he heard your breath slowly come back. his hands slid to your ass, to gently easy you back on your back, the.n stopping at your hips to draw small circles on your skin, as be was taking in your glowing body, the thin layer of sweat giving your skin dewy look in the sunlight.

someone cleared their throat behind you two. you froze, your eyes glued to the ceiling of Levi's bedroom as horror took over your features. Levi's jaw clenched. slowly he trailed his hands to your knees and gently closed your tights.

"what?!" Levi threw over his shoulder.

"captain-- I..." voice unsurely started.

"spit it out. don't you see I'm busy?" Levi continued in cold tone as he pushed himself off the bed and stood up. unmoving form his spot, hiding you from the view as his palms rested on your bent knees.

"squad l-leader Hange wants to explain and, and share their research r-results." poor boy was stammering by now.

"tell them I'm busy." Levi answered, his eyes glued to something aside.

"but they said it's urgent."

Levi's eyes rolled into the back of his head and he let out annoyed sigh. turning around to face the boy that was standing in the middle of his study, Levi walked to the open double doors, both hands reaching for door handles, leaning his weight forwards, bored look on his features. the unlucky cadet was beet red and staring at his own boots.

"Kirstein, look at me." Levi ordered. poor Jean dared to look up, the sight of his captain looking like that, made even his ears turn red.

Levi's white shirt was half undone, sleeves rolled up to his elbows and half-haphazardly pulled out of his open pants. not to mention his messed up hair, that was now falling in stands in front of his eyes and his glistening chin, which was the biggest dead giveaway to your midday activities.

"I have my beautiful girlfriend in my bed." Levi started dangerously low.

"have you heard of knocking, cadet?" he tilted his head to the side, eyebrow raised in sour question.

"I did knock, sir. you didn't answer." Jean gulped.

"so you let yourself in?" Levi questioned further, torture Jean and you likewise.

"I heard noise and thought--"

"Levi..." came your soft and quiet whisper behind him. the mentioned glanced over his shoulder at you, the movement making you catch a glimpse of Jean in front of him. turning around in his spot, Levi putted finger against his lips and slid out if the bedroom, half closing the doors.

the sharp turn he did to again face Jean, made the boy jump.

"now then." Levi sighed and looked at his hands. right one still little damp and even wet in places from your little escapades. raising his hand up, Levi traced his tongue from the back of his forearm up to the top of his palm. gathering traces of you on his tongue. with his mouth still open and his tongue slightly open, he made eye contact with Jean.

"if you ever dare to step your foot inside here again unannounced, Kirstein-" Levi stepped closer to the boy, making Jean step back.

"understood, sir. you're busy." Jean quickly answered before Levi could finish and scrambled out the doors.

"Levi?" you came out of the bedroom where you saw Levi locking the doors of his study.

"should've locked them in the first place." you mumbled.

"hmm." he hummed.

"I know you have places to be, but..." you started, liking the thought of this side of him, where he was protective of you, maybe overly even. he always played by the rules, but nothing of that mattered if you were here.

"but what, y/n?" he sighed, leaning against the doors and reaching down to tuck the shirt back into his pants.

"I could... return the favour." you blushed at your own words. Levi looked at you, eyebrows slightly raising at your offer.

"In your bedroom, all alone, with no interruptions." you gave him a sly smirk. for a second he considered his choices. and when Levi with new found drive pushed of the doors to run to you, you let out a squeek and darted back into the bedroom, feeling his warm hands wrap around your middle and lifting you up. god, you loved this man.

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I wanna write Modern AU, where Reader is Erwin's younger sister. And she has a crush on brother's broody friend Levi. Basically where she accidentally sends Levi a ✨nude✨ a vid where she has her fingers up her cunt and everything just spirals down from there or as I like to call it - fuckboy!Levi makes sex addict out of reader, but there's catch

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LET'S TRY THIS AGAIN BECAUSE TUMBLR IS BEING A BITCH AND FLAGGED MY REBLOG, FUCK

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[lady-void]

I wanna write Modern AU, where Reader is Erwin's younger sister. And she has a crush on brother's broody friend Levi. Basically where she accidentally sends Levi a ✨nude✨ a vid where she has her fingers up her cunt and everything just spirals down from there or as I like to call it - fuckboy!Levi makes sex addict out of reader, but there's catch

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pussy head empty, just thinking about squirting lovingly on Levi's cock

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"no,no.. i-i can't..." you moaned, almost, almost trying to get away from the grip that Levi had on your hips.

"you can and you will" Levi said through gritted teeth as his hips took on even rougher pace.

"mmm, sh-shit..." your back arched, legs spasming so occasionally against Levi's tights.

"please, please, please" you were chanting by now, tears staining your cheeks as your hands flew from fisting the sheets to grab Levi's hips, in hopes to stop his movements against you.

"god, you look stunning..." Levi moaned, his head falling back and right hand trailing to your clit, accompanying his hard thrusts.

"ahh!" your walls clamped down on his cock as you tried to reach for his shoulder, to somehow ground yourself.

"fuck." Levi whined and his eyes fell to look down at you.

"come on." he leaned over you, pulling one of your knees up and hooking it over his elbow.

"no, no, I feel like I'm gonna-" you sobbed as Levi's middle and ring finger went faster in your already abused clit. the tightening coil in your lower stomach started to unwind, your walls spasming around him and bringing him closer to his own orgasm.

when everything felt way too much the coil in you exploded, making you see white and let out a pathetic whimper. at the same time feeling warm liquid covering Levi's abdomen and hand, he came with a grunt:

"fuuck"

when both of you came down from your highs, Levi looked down at the mess you made.

"let me get up." you tried to get away as you realised what had happened.

"you did that..." Levi whispered, one eyebrow quirked up.

"don't... let me clean-"

"do it again." he said dead serious as he hovered over you, caging you in with his elbows.

"w-what?" you pulled your hands to your chest, trying to hide.

"can we do that again?" Levi asked, a hopeful look in his steely eyes.

"that was messy, are you sure Levi?" you tried to look away.

"yes." he pecked your cheek, making you look back at him.

"but I want you on top." he said, catching your eyes with his lustful captivating gaze. you nodded and whispered a quiet yes, next second Levi's hands wrapped around you and you had switched places, now sitting comfortably on top of his hips.

"you're mine to ruin, aren't you?" he said lovingly as his hand grabbed yours and Intertwined your fingers together.

"mhmm" you hummed as you rolled your hips into his, making Levi's mouth fall open in silent gasp.

"but on you go.." he trailed off as he grabbed your hips and lifted you onto his hard cock, making you arch your back.

"can't believe you're mine." he laughed, almost deliriously.

with satisfied sigh you leaned down to him, connecting your lips to his.

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[lady-void]

you only like me for the porn I write, don't ya?

[lady-void]

---mdni---

if Levi moans in my ear, im cumming on the spot tbh

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everyone had already gone to sleep, barracks now silent as a graveyard. except for two heavy breathing bodies.

"Aah, haa" you exhaled against Levi's hair, as his forehead was pressed against your collarbone.

"Please, please, please" you whined, your voice gaining a higher pitch. Levi planted a sloppy kiss against your skin and looked up at you.

"My little dove warns to cum?" he asked you, his own breath ragged as he was nearing his own release.

"Mhmm.." you moaned, lips tight and nodded vigorously at him. Levi rolled his hips harder against yours, your own raising up from the bed to meet his thrusts.

"Where do you want it?" he leaned down to your lips, ghosting over them. what would you choose? the classic - stomach? on your back? chest?

you just pulled him closer, hands wrapping around his back and legs bending at the knees, caging him in.

"W-whaa..?" his brows furrowed slightly as he looked you in the eyes, breath laboured, thin sheen of sweat making his hair stick to his forehead

"Please, cum in me.. Wanna feel you..." you whispered against his lips. he just started at you for a moment, before diving in for your neck, his cock hitting that velvety spot just right.

"Ahh! Levi, please!" you moaned, back slightly arching.

"Don't play dangerous games." he warned you, teeth grazing your neck until he bit you, marking you. making you hiss in pleasure. his hot tongue soothed the forming red spot.

"No, no, nghh... I wanna feel you, please, I wanna feel your hot cu.." last word died on your lips as breathy moan, because Levi's lips suddenly were next to your ear, as deep groans indicated his own climax. your hand slid up to the nape of his head, fingers sinking in his hair, as the other hand clawed at his back. his thrusts became erratic and:

"Ahhh!" with higher pitched moan Levi came in you. his voice and the warmth spurting in you, made you reach your own orgasm as your back arched off the bed and pressed against Levi's naked chest. it was the prettiest sound he has ever made, and it was enough to make you come around him.

as he came out of his high quicker than you, he leaned away and sat up, pulling his softening cock out of you and watching how his cum dripped out of you. with his tip, Levi gathered the cum up your slit and gently pushed in again.

"Mpff." you whimpered, feeling overstimulated, your, hands flying to your face, covering your red cheeks. Levi's eyes turned to you, lazy smile on his face. he raised his hand and pushed his hair out if his face.

"Don't get addicted." you mumbled, peeking through your fingers as you felt him pull out.

"I just might..." Levi smirked, his hand rubbing soothing circles in your thighs.