YES tis me just checking on you, and sorry to hear about your family
if you want requests I'd love a little varré femdom? with extra sugar n a cherry on top
Of COURSE I have GOT you hon
also, sorry this took so long, I kept restarting this cause it just wasn't turning out the way I wanted? Eventually just committed to it cause fuck it. So, if it seems a little half-baked, sorry!!! <3
TW: public sex, femdom, hate(ish) sex?, oral sex (Fem receiving), handjob (Male receiving) --- (idk, if there's more then let me know I'm tired lol...) also no blood this time, shockingly
There was a sort of peaceful quiet to the Mohgwyn dynasty, especially when Mohg wasn’t dishing out orders for Varre and Ansbach left and right. Of course, it was never anything serious, he was simply a bit of a diva… Well, here you were. And all of this? It was new. What wasn’t new, however, was Varre. Ever since you as a tarnished had arrived in the lands between, he had seemed to be a consistent presence in your journeys. Unfortunately, he always seemed so grumpy. And he was a bitch… a hot one though.
You had spent many days coming to bother Varre at Rose Church when you ventured into Liurnia. You did many of the little chores he asked of you until there were none left, so finally he gave you a pureblood knight’s medal. And told you not to use it. So of course, you obeyed. Anything to be near to him.
Of course, he always wore that freaky mask but there was one time, one single time where you’d caught him without it, washing his face in the water surrounding Rose Church. For all his annoying bitching, you reasoned that if he were this hot under the mask? It was worth it.
All hells, what had you been doing? Right.
There weren’t many places to sleep in Mohgwyn dynasty so you had come out to stare out at the surrounding landscape just across from the palace approach ledge-road site of grace. The sites of grace always gave off a comforting warmth, making it easier to sleep even in uncomfortable situations. After a little more glancing over the terrain, you turned to see if the nearby Albinaurics were still scattered about the land. They were, but most slept. That was it. You could sleep now. And with a deep breath, you laid next to the site of grace and closed your eyes, slowly falling into a decent sleep.
Something mere hours later jolted you awake as the feeling of a nearby presence, other than the Albinaurics, pulled you out of sleep. Your wide eyes searched only briefly as you sat nearly straight, looking across the site of grace at Varre. Piece of shit… was he watching you sleep?
“Oh, my deepest apologies Lambkin, did I wake you?”
Of course he did. And you know he knew that. He was being an attention whore. As usual.
“Yes… Leave me be Varre. I am trying to sleep”
There was a bitter tone to your voice that Varre quickly picked up on causing a chuckle to escape his mouth
“Oh, so pointed, Lambkin… no need for such hostility-”
You wasted no time in leaning forward and grabbing his masked cheeks in your hand and grumbling to him, nose nearly touching the nose of his mask. His eyes were wide under the mask. You could see it. This hot asshole was going to get it.
“No? Who was the one that was watching me sleep?”
You cocked a brow and the way you spoke drew a shudder from him. You needed more. You needed to see this man writhe.
But of course, you still had decency left in you. You weren’t that cruel.
“Do tell me to stop if you please, hm?”
Varre gave a confused look through the eyes of his mask before being shoved to the ground, mask torn from his face. He was at a loss for words. But he made no complaint. Especially not when you captured his lips in a searing kiss, fingers hooking into his trousers. He almost wished you wouldn’t ask permission…
But you did. You pulled your lips off his.
“Do not cower now… continue”
And you seemed to like that answer a little too much. He let out a more than embarrassing whimper when you captured his lips again and ripped his trousers down, free hand clutching his hair in your hand, tightly.
He could have sworn he saw stars when you gripped his cock without warning and ripped your lips away from him.
He halted, mouth slack and open in shock
He stuttered through your gentle touches over his cock. It was divine of course he wanted you- no, needed you to touch him.
You spoke again, stern and commanding, tugging at his hair as you slowed your movements over his cock. He let out a sharp gasp finally. His face was red, he was embarrassed. Perfect.
“P-please… do not stop… touch me further”
Varre’s voice was a cracked whimper and it seemed to satisfy you because you wasted no time in stroking his cock as quickly as you could, leaving him gasping and whining like a bitch.
You sped up your motions, eyes trained over his features, mere inches from his face. His head was tilted back, his jaw was slack, his eyes were closed, and his brow was knit as he succumbed to pleasure.
Then you removed your hand from his hair and gripped his face by the jaw, tightly. His eyes snapped open and he damn near scowled at you.
“Aw… tch… such an ugly look for a pretty boy”
You cooed in reference to his scowl and he all but moaned as loud as his lungs allowed, your hand picking up speed with your own words. It was all he needed to suddenly send him over the edge, release dripping down your hand and his cock. You let go and he watched as you licked his release off of yourself. Filthy. He shuddered.
“You want more, hm? You want me to make you feel even better, hm?”
Varre, ever the prideful man, simply whined. That was not enough. You squeezed his jaw a little tighter in your hand and made him look at you.
“Look and answer me- before I grow impatient”
Varre let out an unholy groan and gasped.
And that was enough. In about 30 seconds time, you had stripped off your own trousers and smallclothes. Varre looked at you like a man starved. He was practically drooling. However, he did not expect for you to place yourself over his face, cunt waiting for him and a smirk on your face.
“Eat up, baby, maybe I’ll let you fuck me if you do a good job”
That, again, was all he needed before he surged forward, lapping at your folds before delving his tongue into your cunt, the feeling caused you to shudder but you bit your lip and simply released a shaky breath.
“Mhm… fuck baby, such a good boy for me…”
You cooed, keeping yourself together pretty damn well until his lips found their way to your clit and he sucked like a man starved. You let out a gasp and loud moan. You could feel him smirk underneath you… he would regret that.
Varre continued to attack your sensitive bundle of nerves, occasionally stopping to circle his tongue around it before continuing to suck at it. You could feel the knot in your stomach tightening and threatening to snap, praises falling from your lips as you neared the edge and finally, crashed over, legs shaking as you spilled over his face. And the damn bastard drank it up, his eyes watching you.
“Mph, fuck baby… did so good…”
You cooed the words out and to him, they were like honey in his ears. Finally as you moved off of him and reached for your trousers, he propped himself up on his elbows in confusion… he’d expected you to go all the way. You simply turned to him with an innocent smile as you clothed yourself once more.
“Didn’t say I’d let you fuck me right now~”
Oh you were good… Varre simply gave in, huffing out something that could come off as a chuckle. Perhaps next time…
