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I've created this blog like a thousand years ago, my main idea was NSFW content, then the big NSFW wipe out on Tumblr happened and left me without ideas for a long time, I was in and out sporadically...
After thinking all these years I've decided that I will be posting NSFW content, mostly anecdotes or things that pop up on my brain
Count this as an introduction, I'm not a bot account I'm a real person, I'm a 34 year old woman... I do not want to interact with minors I check bios, please use them and put your age there...
Aside from the stories I will try to tell I'll reblog almost anything which most will be not suitable for everyone.
Also, I'm from Argentina and my english is very bad, sorry for that... yeah, hi!
Hey friends, lovely lovely dear friends. I'm sorry I was so inactive here I was busy not with work but cleaning everything, every account every post I made. I guess some of you already know the controversy involving certain VA that I very publicly confessed my admiration towards him. At this moment I'm deleting everything I posted mentioning him. I'm heartbroken, disappointed, and kind of humiliated. I'm not taking sides, that doesn't mean I'm disregarding Miss M's claims. I hope they can manage this situation like it should have been, in court and privately. Twitter has been hell, now things have died down but I really hope this, one way or another gets cleared out. I'm on the "Guilty until proven innocent in a court of law" but we know that "guilty is forever at the public court". Please do not send any hate towards any of the people involved in this... And stay safe, remember that our idols or celebrity crushes are always playing a character, and they're very different in every day life, don't let anyone fool you.
I got first tagged by @stardust-serenity then by @a-writer-with-anxiety and @nellyofthevalley THANK YOU GUYS 😭♥️
Last song:
Colors: i love dark colors in general
Watching: fleabag
Reading: do fanfics count? 💀
Current obsession: let me see.. zeno wesker is on my top simping list rn, then of course there's albert wesker, vergil and dante sparda, leon kennedy (my beloved whump baby 😭😂), jack krauser (yes i love him 💀), victor gideon (stop judging me), chris redfield, OHH AND HANNIBAL LECTER (always and forever 😌) and i have a smol 🤏 crush on Till Lindemann
Working on: many and many drawings at the same time. I have too many wips that i start and never finish.. just to start a new one again. But here's the most recent one:
Last internet search: bro what do you want my search history for huh? 💀 fine.. it was ao3
Current wallpaper:
i want to tag all my mooties like i usually do in tag games but i have a feeling most of them have already been tagged in this game? 🫠🥺
(please let me know if you don't want to be tagged in future games btw)
I'll tag people who i think haven't been tagged yet? (Sorry if im causing spamming, ignore if you've been tagged before)
Tag game! Thank you my dear friend @falsevacuum 🌹 for tagging me, I apologize I took so long to do this, life has been kicking me on the head while I'm down.... Anyways here I go!
Last song: I've been obsessing over this song for the past 3 months or so, the lyrics are perfect and the sound engineering is 10/10 also because reminds me of Zeno, some of the lyrics go:
"and mine is the virtue to pleasure and hurt you for you are alone in my mind"
Yes I kinda feel like that every time I write. I own him
Colors: anything cold, blues, black, purples greens and such.
Watching: nothing, currently waiting for daredevil season 3
Reading: I was reading "The groomer" by Jon Athan. But life got in the way and I can't resume it
Current obsession: let's think, Zeno and Wesker surprisingly Spencer as well, idk don't ask me why or how I just woke up one morning and said to myself, I'm going to thirst over Spencer too. I was obsessing over someone else but I rather not to touch that subject for a while at least
Working on: some of the fics I left behind, I did have so much free time 5 months ago, now I spend maybe 6 hours awake, but I'll post something if not today maybe MAYBE tomorrow
Last internet research: a perfume I really want to buy, my favorite of all time
Current wallpaper: he's the only one I have, PLEASE don't be a monster, don't break my heart. I know it is kind of parasocial to lean on someone that doesn't know who I am but it's the only thing that keeps me sane
Not tagging anyone bc all our moots are the same AND I LOVE IT. Be kind, stay safe, drink water if you're under the blazing sun and if you're freezing now, stay warm. Remember you matter. There's always someone waiting for you to post or text 🌹
Hello friends!! My dear friends!!! Guess who's working again... Yeah ME AAAAAA I finally got the job, "and heaven knows I'm miserable now" ANYWAYS I'm the cashier at a casino, oh boy that shit is super stressful but I'm happy I can pay my bills and feed my kitties, I have a new fic I'll try to write now because tomorrow is my day off I'll do my best! Oh! And look how cute this snowman my sister built, we're in the middle of winter and that is the most snow we can get LMAO
But yeah tomorrow is my day off, so I'll try to catch up with everything. I've seen some tags don't worry I'm reading everything 🚬🕶️
character: Zeno Wesker (Resident Evil 9) & Albert Wesker
synopsis: Everything is going well with Zeno, but you still wonder what happened to Albert
pairing: Zeno x Female!Reader x Albert
content warning: Obssesivve behaviours and stalking.
words count: 7026
last part:
a/n:First of all, I apologize to Gideon simps but he is the bad guy here 😭 Secondly, I totally like the dynamics of this relationship.
tags: @indiebat @morganroot92 @falsevacuum
It had been a while since what happened between you, but you still couldn't forget it. It was an almost otherworldly event…after all, how often did you have the opportunity to do that with two handsome men? And not jealous of each other, to boot…I mean, Zeno might have been jealous, but since then, Albert had stayed out of your way. You weren't sure if you should be happy, because earlier it seemed he really didn't like the fact that you were hanging out with a vampire. As their hunter, he would surely want the best for you…But there was still silence. So you focused mainly on your relationship with Zeno, who was clearly triumphant that he had won this unofficial battle for you. Being in a relationship with a vampire wasn't the easiest, as going outside wasn't possible most days. Every cloudy day was the best for you, because then he didn't have to bring a dark umbrella and wear long clothes that immediately attracted attention. You quickly found a way to organize things at home… It was safe here, and besides, no one looked at him strangely. The second thing that was a big problem at first was his bloodlust… of course, he had to eat, but you still wouldn't be able to give him blood every so often, while still maintaining a proper diet.
He himself admitted that he'd prefer to avoid a situation where you became nothing more than food for him, so he usually suppressed it by smoking cigarettes and drinking wine. He knew perfectly well that if he stopped drinking blood so regularly, or even at all, his powers would weaken… but he was ready for it. He didn't want to hurt you anymore. And now you were lying in his room, your head resting on his chest. He held a lit cigarette in one hand, and with the other, he stroked your hair. For some time now, you'd been interested in how easily Albert had given up… from what you knew, when he first met Zeno, he'd been truly determined to get rid of vampires. You couldn't believe that your stupid suggestion had actually worked, and he had faded into the background.
You looked into his amber eyes, now unobstructed by his glasses.
"What exactly happened to Albert? Did you say something to him while I was sleeping or something?"
“Why are you interested in him? He just got what he wanted and left me alone.” He explained, but you still weren’t buying it.
“I guess someone like him doesn’t give up that easily…from your stories, it seemed like he was truly dedicated to his work to eliminate you from the world.” You noticed and placed your hand on his cheek. “I don’t want any problems to come out of this.” You added, starting to pet him.
He closed his eyes for a moment, slowly exhaled the smoke from his mouth, and said with calmness in his voice.
"Do you think he'd do anything wrong? He got what he wanted and just faded into the shadows...he's probably out there somewhere with a gun." He wanted to brush you off, but something about the whole situation was bothering you. You needed a moment to think about it...maybe he was right?
Why would he do anything wrong when you kept your promise? You sighed softly and glanced reluctantly at the clock, seeing that it was past bedtime.
“I envy you, vampires, for not having to sleep at all…I could definitely use that ability.” You laughed softly and yawned briefly, snuggling closer to him.
“It was good at first, but then you get bored with lying in bed aimlessly,” he said, pulling the blanket over your body. Sometimes you forget he didn’t need to cover himself with it because he didn’t feel the cold.
“Then why did you need a bed?” You remarked, opening her eyes for a moment.
“Do you think that sleeping is the only thing you can do in bed? But you should go to sleep now.” He smiled slightly, and it made you blush, even though you were already past that.
“Good night, Zeno,” you said, settling comfortably into bed. He, on the other hand, became your rather large, cuddly companion… sometimes you could feel the cold coming from him, but it didn’t bother you.
You did get some sleep, though, mainly because he woke you up quite late. You glanced at the clock, seeing that you only had about fifteen minutes to eat and generally get ready, and he, seeing your distraction, replied.
“I took care of everything…I made you something to eat and ironed your clothes.” He smiled, leaning his hip lightly on the kitchen counter, sipping his coffee.
“Why didn’t you wake me up earlier?!” Yes, it was nice, but you were still a little offended because he didn’t do what you asked in the end.
“You haven't been getting much sleep lately… and how could I, seeing how blissfully you're sleeping?” A smile played on his lips as you quickly changed into something to go out. The fact that he'd taken care of everything beforehand saved you some time, so you kissed him on the cheek before leaving.
“Thank you…but next time, don’t risk your time like that.” You laughed briefly, but he immediately smiled back.
"Sure...but now you go, or you'll start taking risks." You smiled back, then left the house, practically running to the nearby bus stop. This day had seemed like a cold one from the start. The atmosphere didn't encourage you to go out at all. Fog was everywhere, but you had the strange feeling that someone was following you. When you stopped walking, you could still hear footsteps for a moment. However, whenever you turned around, this someone was always hiding. You tried to convince yourself that you were imagining things, but with each passing moment, the feeling of being watched grew stronger. Finally reaching the bus stop, you prayed for the bus to arrive as soon as possible. There was no one here, and you'd have to rely only on yourself. With each passing moment, you felt more and more anxious, because now that you'd stopped, it would be easier for them to reach you. You heard footsteps again and closed your eyes for a moment. But when you opened them, you found yourself standing before an older man with longer hair, slightly past his ear. He looked ordinary, but he still aroused your suspicion. His eyes seemed so dark that they blended into his pupils.
“A young girl like you shouldn't be walking alone.” He said it almost in a whisper. You didn't know what to say, especially since you weren't expecting anyone at this hour.
“I'll manage somehow…thank you for your concern.” You replied quickly, but then, out of the corner of your eye, you noticed the man sitting down next to you. Only now he was closer. You could see how his forearms were almost entirely covered in dark hair. You'd never seen him here before, yet you'd been going to this bus stop for a long time. Those next few minutes in silence were probably the worst of your life. You focused on the sidewalk in front of you, not saying another word to the man. When your bus finally arrived, you cheered, quickly standing up. Once you were seated, you glanced out the window at the mysterious man, wondering if he was following you. Maybe you were starting to get a little paranoid…
The day at university, however, was incredibly tiring, and all you wanted was to go to sleep. Those few hours spent in the mortuary practicing had clearly worn you out, especially since one of the professors clearly has a problem with you.He asked about literally every component of the brain and demanded you name it in Latin. You had no idea why he was so hard on you… After all, you listened attentively in class and didn't cause any trouble. Entering the house and smelling the pleasant aroma of food, you immediately remembered that all those practices hadn't given you a moment to eat. Your stomach immediately churned, and as you entered the apartment, you saw him standing near the frying pan, stirring constantly. However, that didn't catch your attention as much as the fact that he had a deep wound on his right forearm… the kind that would require a few stitches for human.
You walked closer to him and said.
“Show me that wound.” You saw his reluctant expression, but he had already learned that you wouldn't let it go. He turned off the frying pan and turned to face you.
"I'm a vampire. Don't you remember?" He told you with a slight laugh, and as you were about to reach for the bandages, you saw the wound close up before your eyes. Slowly, but visibly. For a moment, you stood in shock, looking from his forearm to him.
“You look surprised… but as a huge vampire fan, you didn’t know that?” He laughed briefly and, as if nothing had happened, reached for his plate to place the ready dinner on it.
"You know, some of the ones I read about glistened in the sun... and they didn't have super tissue regeneration , although I still wonder how you could not have noticed that? That wound was deep..." You said with a worried voice, taking a seat at the table.
"First of all, don't bring up that poor representation around me, and secondly, I don't feel pain... I always find out I've hurt myself a little later." He explained, placing the finished dish in front of you. "Enough about me... You look tired. What happened today?" He turned his back on you again, searching for a suitable glass to drink his wine from. Ever since he tasted your blood, he increasingly felt the need to rein himself in even more. He don't want his instincts to take over again, because then he'll know that the trust you two built will crumble immediately. You'd be lying if you said you weren't afraid of him at all... but you've seen all those times he takes care of you, and you're sure he still regrets ever getting to this point. Yes, he apologizes to you for that to this day.
“You know, like in college… I feel like one of the professors have a problem with me” You sighed loudly, starting to eat.
“Is he stubborn??” He asked and sat down across from you, pouring himself a glass of wine.
"Exactly, because I've never caused any problems, but I'm the one he puts the most pressure on during mortuary classes. I'm always the first person he questions... And I've noticed that when he asks others, he doesn't expect the same details he does with me." You explained and slowly ate your portion.
He looked as if he was wondering what to answer, but then a strange suggestion came out of his mouth.
"Maybe you're overthinking things... or maybe it's time to get out in public? Take a break from university and all that."
The fork stopped halfway, and you looked at it.
“But I like spending time with you…”
“I know, I know, but I think your friend might be starting to worry that I did lock you in the basement or something.” He laughed, his fangs showing a bit.
“I admit it might have been good for me, but what's your business?” You frowned, looking into his eyes. “Are you trying to organize some kind of blood orgy here?” You laughed, though you wished it wasn't true. After all, cleaning up the blood after something like that would be so tiring that you never wanted to look at a mop again.
“I wouldn't even think of something like that…I just want you to relax a bit.” He admitted with a small smile, but you were still a little suspicious. So far, it had been just the two of you…and you'd probably forgotten what it was like to go out with someone other than Zeno.
So the next evening,g you were spending time with Elena. You were back at the bar where you'd first spotted him. Of course, she couldn't wait to hear the juicy details from you. She was the only one who knew you were dating a vampire, and on top of that, a vampire hunter had appeared near you.
“Really interesting that you managed to convince that guy not to kill him like that…I thought things like that only happened in porn!” She laughed, taking a sip from her glass.
“Everything's back to normal, but I feel it's very strange how quickly Albert gave up, and he seemed so determined…” You said again, starting to think about it more. There was something really off about all of this, but your friend's words broke you out of your thoughts.
“Maybe he fell in love, and now he doesn’t want to admit it, thinking it was just sex for you?” She giggled softly, but you immediately imagined such an image in your head… only it wasn’t real.
“I don’t think so…that’s what I feel, that for him it was just sex and he just doesn’t think about me anymore.” You said, almost certain that was the case…you just wouldn’t know what to do if it turned out the way Elena said.
“Oooh, that’s a shame, you two could have had such a love story!”
“I don’t think so…he didn’t seem like the romantic type.” You answered her quickly, taking another sip from your glass.
You didn't expect the evening to end like this, though. You were a little too absorbed in relaxing, and you could feel the alcohol taking its toll. You hadn't drunk much, but you'd always had a bad head. Elena helped you up and led you to your apartment. Only as you walked, you felt like you heard footsteps again… you weren't sure if it was because you were drunk or if you were serious. So you decided to ask her.
“Do you hear that?” You said in a slightly slurred voice, watching her expression. She paused for a moment, as if listening, but then spoke.
"I can't hear anything... maybe it's the alcohol that's making you hallucinate?" She joked quietly, but as soon as you were starts walking again, you heard that sound again. You were sure someone was following you, and just like the first time you were in this situation, they quickly hid. You know, if you asked her again, I'd definitely look at you like you were paranoid. They were doing it on purpose to make you look like an idiot in front of she. You stepped inside the apartment, carelessly shrugging off your jacket, and said,
"Zeno, I'm home." You thought he'd be waiting for you somewhere, but he wasn't there, and silence answered. You felt really sleepy and preferred to believe he was so busy he hadn't even heard you. You woke up early in the morning, remembering why you rarely drank alcohol in the first place. Your head was practically bursting with pain, and your mouth was as dry as the Sahara. Worst of all, you had to get ready for college in about fifteen minutes. You sighed loudly and went into the kitchen to grab a quick bite and take a painkiller. He was usually wandering around the apartment at this time, but now he wasn't… It immediately worried you. You quickly checked the entire apartment, and only when you got to his room did you notice an important detail. His sunglasses were on his desk, and he usually didn't venture outside without them. You wanted to stay here and look for more clues as to what might have happened, but time was running out. Today you had an important exam, and the professor's postponement was a miracle. You didn't want to delay, because the longer he was gone, the less chance you had of finding him, but you had to go to the university. Except you couldn't focus all day on anything but Zeno's mysterious disappearance. You knew he sometimes had episodes where he went out into the streets at night to eat... but he always returned before dawn. And then there were the glasses he usually carried with him. You'd been impatiently waiting for the end of class, but when it finally happened, you rushed into the apartment at lightning speed. Now that you have more time, you could look through everything more thoroughly. Besides the glasses, you'd also found his phone... which seemed even more suspicious. At first, you suspected Albert... after all, he had a motive for doing it. He was a vampire hunter, after all, and he was one of the few who knew Zeno was a vampire. But something didn't add up... it seemed like he'd given up on you, and you hadn't even seen him on the streets.
You knew you had to take matters into your own hands, so after you'd eaten a simple dinner, you dressed warmly and began strolling down the street. The city looked completely different at night… and you never liked walking after dark. The feeling of unease wouldn't let up, but your determination to find some trace of it was stronger. The streets slowly emptied, and it grew even colder. You pulled your hood up even further over your head as you walked forward. But what terrified you most were the dark alleys, where you never knew who might be standing… but wasn't that the perfect place to hurt someone? Before one, you stopped and took a deep breath, telling yourself: It'll be alright.
Just as you were about to enter, Albert emerged from the darkness. He had a look on his face as if you'd at least broken a few laws.
“Have you fallen on your head yet?!” His voice was rough…but deep down, you felt safer seeing him here.
“Maybe so… but I’m looking for Zeno because he’s not home and he left his phone.” You explained, and an idea immediately popped into your head. “Albert, could you help me with this?” You batted your eyelashes a little, flirtatiously thinking that a similar trick would work again.
However, this time,e he was immune to your charm, speaking.
“I have to admit, we had a good time…but I didn’t think that sex would involve finding your leech,” he said, seeming amused.
“Don’t call him that…don’t do it for him but do it for me.” You kept trying to convince him, feeling like he might have more knowledge on this subject.
“What would I get out of it? I won’t fall for that trick with the innocent girl this time,” he said, folding his arms.
"Isn't it enough for you to know that I'll be happy? After all, what have you been doing all this time... I thought you'd already left this town, and I have to admit, I was a little worried about you ." You looked him straight in the eyes, as if you were trying to influence him, even if you didn't have magical powers like vampires.
Hearing the last sentence, for a moment, his facial expression changed to a wider, surprised one.
"Wait, wait... were you worried about me? I thought that after chasing your bloodsucker for so many years, you'd sooner... hate me."He really wanted to avoid calling him by name.
“Yes… You finally disappeared without a word, and I think that's reason enough for me to start worrying, right?” You moved a little closer. “I know that you, as a human and a vampire hunter, might not approve of this relationship… but I really need your help because I feel like this could be something deeper.”
He considered the possible pros and cons for a moment and placed his hands on your shoulders.
“It's true... I still don't like that you've seriously entered into such a dangerous relationship, but...” Before he finished that sentence, he looked around to make sure no one was watching you and immediately added, “I think there are more than just vampires in this city... all this time I haven't spoken, I've been following that thing.”
You felt the blood drain from your face. If it were that serious, Zeno could be in danger.
“Wait, what are you talking about?” You asked, but then he grabbed your hand and walked out of the dark alley.
"Let's not waste time, let's go...I'll tell you on the way." The sudden touch made your heart skip a beat, but nothing more. You were walking along the sidewalk at a leisurely pace, but suddenly the scent of wet dog filled your nostrils.
“What is that smell?” You looked around for the culprit… but there was no dog here.
“So it's just as I thought…” He said and moved closer to the smell.
"You still haven't told me what this is about." When you walked in with him, you immediately noticed large paw prints...certainly not those of a dog. Except whatever left them must have walked on two legs, because there were no another paw marks anywhere.
"I didn't want to say this before... but it looks like there's a werewolf here, and you know they're at war with vampires, right?" He leaned in a little to examine the trace. Until recently, you thought there were no such creatures in this world. You'd gotten used to the fact that vampires existed, but now you find out there are also werewolves?! You looked away from him and found a clump of blond hair a little further away... definitely Zeno's.
“Damn, so it’s true after all… so what now?” You took them in your hands and started looking at them from every angle, as if you were trying to find something in them.
He rose from his knees and came closer.
“We had no choice but to follow the tracks… Rain might wash them away, just like the scent.” He replied, then pulled a shotgun from his coat pocket and slung it over his shoulder. You were increasingly dissatisfied with this, but it was still more breezy to go with him. Especially since he seemed prepared. When you left the city, the tracks were clearly heading towards the dark forest.
“There’s no way I’m coming in here.” You said, standing in front of forest but he immediately grabbed your hand, pulling you into darkness.
“And I’m telling you, you’re coming in.” You held onto him close, feeling your heartbeat pounding in your ears.
“Tell me about werewolves…I want to know what I have to fear.” Ever since you remember the story of these creatures, they've scare you…they were usually more unpredictable than vampires. After all, when their instincts stem from the wolf, why should that be surprising?
“They’re hard to catch…because you only have three days a month to catch them, because they transform into this form, and you might not know if your neighbor is one of them.” He explained, but that immediately raised more questions.
“Is a werewolf really as unique as, for example, vampires, with their visible fangs and pale skin?”
“These are changes that are quite subtle…they usually have more body hair, and their eyes are usually dark, and only after they transform do they become a lighter color that can be seen in the dark.” That description fit the strange man at the bus stop…but excess hair isn’t a sign, right?
“Oh, okay…is there anything else I should know?” You wanted to be ready for any situation.
He needed a moment to think about it, but then he spoke.
"It's a bit like an animal, that's why it has a well-developed sense of smell... it can sense everything, and don't try to run away, because it'll sense you anyway." He said seriously, pushing through the bushes. And the thought of running away from this monster, which was certainly in better shape than you, flashed through your mind. You knew it wasn't worth skipping high school gym class.
“Why are you so calm? Couldn’t you do it yourself and somehow howl at the moon to lure him in?” You suggested, desperately wanting to avoid a situation where you had to run away.
"What was I telling you earlier? He has an excellent sense of smell, and they're quite territorial, and when he smells another male in his territory, he won't be fooled so easily." You were getting the impression that he was the frivolous one of the two of you.
“That’s why I need you to keep him occupied while I break into the place where your leech is being kept.” He explained, but that didn’t help you at all.
“Do you seriously think you’re going to leave me alone with this thing? It’s unpredictable!” You tightened your grip on his hand, which you were still holding tighter.
“I'm not leaving you alone… I have something for you.” He stopped and pulled a silver dagger from his coat pocket. “Only use it in an emergency.” He handed it to you, and you felt your hands begin to shake. Now, a wave of thoughts washed over you, that you were about to kill this creature… You'd never done anything like this before. So how were you supposed to know how? You hid it somewhere out of sight, and the closer you got, the more pronounced the scent of wet dog grew. Finally, it led you to the very center of the forest, where an abandoned wooden cottage stood… it looked like something out of a horror movie, with broken windows and a ruined roof. You knew this was the worst part that he'd leave you here completely alone. He started to walk toward the house, but then you grabbed his arm.
“Please…come back soon, because I really hate being scared.” You laughed nervously, and he smiled as if nothing had happened and replied.
"I'll try, but I'm not making any promises... remember what I told you." After a moment, he entered through the broken window. Zeno, on the other hand, was tied up in one of the rooms. He became a personal experiment for the werewolf... after all, as his wounds healed, he could injure him immediately, constantly observing his reactions. Since he hadn't drunk human blood in a long time, with each such injury, he increasingly saw how his wounds struggled to heal on their own, and he could feel every slash of the knife against his skin. At the same time, you, outside, felt every rustle seem suspicious. It was dark, which only intensified your feeling of unease. You didn't know from which direction he might attack, so you were constantly looking around, when suddenly you heard a louder rustle and a growl behind you. At first, you panicked and didn't even think twice, running away. You had a momentary advantage thanks to your earlier start, but that quickly changed. You ran blindly, risking a glance back once, seeing a strange creature running after you on all fours, its yellow eyes gleaming in the darkness. Unfortunately, while you were looking back, you tripped over a protruding root and fell to the ground. You felt like you didn't have the strength to get up, but you started crawling anyway, hoping to escape… but you could hear its heavy breathing behind you. Finally, you felt it hovering over you. It was breathing heavily and brushing its wet nose against the exposed nape of your neck. You stiffened, unsure of what to do… but it hadn't eaten you yet, and that was the most important thing? You lay still, waiting for it to stop sniffing you curiously. It was definitely short, but it still felt like an eternity. You felt your heart almost want to leap out of your chest.
“You smell nice.” The sentence came out of his mouth, but it sounded as if he rarely used words to communicate. His voice was almost raspy…but somehow familiar. You just couldn't figure out where.
You used to think werewolves could only growl in response, but this one knew the words.
You cautiously glanced over your shoulder at him and noticed how curious he was looking at you, saliva practically dripping from his mouth.
“Please don’t eat me…” You said, trying to get up, but his weight holding you to the ground prevented you from doing so.
“You smell different… like a human.” He noticed, and only then realized his burden. You got up, sore, and sat down on the grass, drying yourself off and smoothing your hair.
“Because I am.” You said quickly, but he kept looking at you with his yellow eyes, his tail slowly thumping the floor.
“I think this is the first time I've ever met a… human woman here” He confessed, wiping the excess saliva from his mouth. You were still afraid, especially when you realized the dagger had flown into a nearby bush as it fell. You knew you had to retrieve it, but you had to do it when he wasn't looking.
“There are many of us werewolves… but females? Even fewer.” He continued his monologue, scratching behind his ear with one paw. You decided this was the perfect moment, so you slowly started backing away.
“It's hard being a lonely werewolf when everyone around you has a partner, you know?” He said that when you were so close that you would have grabbed that dagger in a moment, he caught you around the waist with his arm. The discomfort was even greater because the grip was so tight you couldn't pull away.
“You know, maybe we can have dinner first and get to know each other?” You placed your hands on his shoulders, looking up slightly. He was huge, and it wasn't just his height. Every part of his body seemed enormous.
“Why wait? I think we've already met.” He replied, his tongue moving close to your ear, licking it thoroughly. A shiver ran through your body, and the size of his tongue made you feel like half your face was covered in his saliva.
“Wait, what?” He immediately changed the way he held you, to a more gentle one, like carrying a bride. He was going to return to his shelter, you thought.
“I'm your professor after all…the one from the autopsy room.” He confessed, and in an instant, you felt like your world was crumbling beneath your feet. What struck you most was that you hadn't noticed it before…and there were signs. Now the whole situation seemed even more complicated…Why would he kidnap Zeno?
“Victor Gideon?” You asked, feeling a lump the size of a tennis ball form in your throat. This wasn't real…it could have been anyone else, but your insufferable professor turned out to be a werewolf? And one looking for a mate, at that?
“Yes, it's me…I know I didn't look like me before, but this is my true form.” He said, and sat you down on the bench in front of the house. You still couldn't believe it…Your heart was beating so fast again, you felt like it was about to burst. You didn't want to upset him unnecessarily, so you had to play his game.
“Wow, that was totally unexpected.” You admitted, and he was standing in front of you, and your eyes happened to drift down a little below his hips. You immediately regretted ever looking there. Werewolves have absolutely no shame in walking around with their genitals exposed…and yet, seeing your professor’s penis was the last thing you wanted to see. It was only a moment, but he saw you looking there and laughed.
“Who would have thought I’d find you here?” he admitted, sticking his tongue out slightly, and suddenly the silence was broken by a loud sound, like someone knocking on something. You didn’t need to ask what it was, because you knew perfectly well who was behind it. It was Albert, who had accidentally broke a few vials of dark reddish liquid. He took the arm of the exhausted Zeno and knew he had to find an exit as quickly as possible. Victor reacted quickly to the sound and stepped inside, taking your hand with him. You silently prayed that everything would work out, because with each passing moment, you felt more and more strange. His steps were quite aggressive, and his breathing sounded the same. He quickly reached the spot where the vampire had been tied up.
“I smell human…and only now do I smell it on you as well.” He turned to you, looking into your eyes, baring his fangs.
“You better tell the truth… Are you working with this man? ” Your breath caught in your throat when he asked the question. You knew that if you lied, he would find you anyway, especially since he had known you for a while.
“Why did you kidnap him anyway?” You answered the question with a question. A growl escaped his lips before he could respond verbally.
“You should be mine…from the first day I saw you at university, I felt this thing.” His paw gripped your jaw slightly, forcing you to look him straight in the eye. “I know more about you than you imagine…so imagine my face when I found out you were dating that bloodsucker.” His jaw visibly tightened.
“What does he have that I don’t? I can give you anything…you just have to ask.” His paw slid down to your neck. You felt his sharp claws on your delicate skin.
“You definitely won’t attract me by holding me like that.” You admitted confidently, but you felt your legs shaking.
“You want to know what I needed him for?” He ignored what you said and let go of your neck, finding himself near the broken test tubes. “For years I’ve been planning to find an antidote to my werewolfism… maybe if I were a normal man, you’d love me? But now that that idiot has done it all, it’s all for nothing!” He quickly walked up to you and grabbed your collar, pulling it up. “In one form or another, you’ll love me anyway!” Just when you thought it was over and something bad was about to happen, Albert appeared in the doorway, a shotgun in his hands, ready to fire.
"Leave the girl alone… you mutt." He said it with seriousness, feeling no fear of a creature twice his size. Sure, he let go, but then he started baring his teeth at him. Only now did you notice a wound appeared on Albert's forearm… like a vampire bite. But why would he do something like that?
Just as he was about to attack him behind Albert, Zeno emerged at full strength. His eyes gleamed in the almost darkness.
“We meet again, Gideon.” He said with a laugh in his voice. “You haven’t changed a bit…you’re still the mad scientist I remember.” They stood facing each other, almost ready to jump on top of each other.
“You won't stop me this time… not today.” He grabbed you in his arms again and jumped out the window with a swift movement. He hadn't expected, however, that you were furless and that shards of glass had embedded themselves in your skin. Your cry of pain was clearly audible throughout the forest. Zeno jumped out right behind him, immediately attacking him. Now the fight was between them, and you lay about fifteen meters away, feeling your whole body aching. You watched what was happening almost through a haze. Albert appeared next to you and took advantage of the situation, when the other two were occupied, so he helped you up and began leading you by the arm. However, it wasn't effective due to the numerous wounds on your legs and the fact that you had fallen earlier and something was wrong with your ankle. Reluctantly, he decided to take you in his arms.
“What happened?” You asked, your eyes closed, but feeling the pleasant warmth of his body made you feel safer.
“I thought it might be dangerous, so I fed him my blood…he can handle it better than I can with my shotgun,” he admitted with a slight smile.
“Thank you for saving me…I don’t know what I would have done without you.” You whispered, feeling yourself weakening further and further until you finally fainted in his arms. He didn’t seem panicked at all, but once you were a safe distance away, he began to pick the glass shards from your skin and then applied makeshift bandages.
“You know… my absence wasn’t because I was tracking a werewolf, but because I started feeling something more after what was supposed to be just sex.” He said this while you were unconscious, because he didn’t know how you would react to such a confession. After all, you were in a relationship with Zeno now, and he didn’t want to come between you… You did see way you could love them both.
You woke up only to the bright lights of the hospital waiting room. It was already early morning outside, but the whole night had been truly strange. Beside you were Zeno and Albert… safe and sound.
However, you suffered the most… not so much physically, but also mentally.
“How are you feeling?” The white-haired man asked, placing a hand on your shoulder. “You slept for a really long time…” There was clear concern in his voice.
“I feel like a tank has come for me…and you still look as handsome as ever.” You tried to joke, but Albert spoke up right next to you.
“You were really lucky.” You didn't think he'd stay here with you…especially since your partner was already there. Ever since you found out he'd willingly let himself be bitten, you'd noticed a strange calmness between them…they were no longer at each other's throats or competing for you. They were now focused primarily on you.
“What happened to Gideon?” You asked, massaging your temples.
“You don’t want to know…but luckily he won’t be haunting you anymore.” Zeno explained and put his arm around you gently, and you looked into his eyes, questioning.
“He was stalking me? I felt like I’d known him since I started college.” You admitted with surprise in your voice.
“It was completely different… he had been following you for several years and taking secret photos of you, and on top of that, he got the professor position just to get even closer to you.”
Hearing something like that made you feel dizzy even though you were sitting down.
“He was obsessed with you, and when he found out you were in a relationship with Zeno, he started treating you worse at university, right?” Albert added, and you felt everything fall into place perfectly.
“Right… but why did he need a vampire, because I don’t understand?” You looked from one to the other.
"He's always been a mad scientist... he was most interested in werewolves and where they come from. He wanted to prove to the world that a vaccine could exist that could be used immediately after a bite... he just didn't anticipate that the werewolf saliva in his vaccine would be so highly concentrated and would react almost immediately. He usually performed tests on himself, and his previous experiments had been successful, but not this one... ever since then, he's been searching for an antidote to his lycantheopia." Zeno explained calmly, still embracing you. "He recently found a connection that the blood of a werewolf, vampire, and human could reverse his transformation." He saw your expression throughout the entire ordeal, so he gave you a moment to think about what you'd just heard. You couldn't comprehend what you were hearing... you don't even know if you want to go back to college. Sure, he's gone, but from now on, this place would still have bad memories for you. Only now did you realize how many signals you'd been missing… Those sounds of him following you those weren't hallucinations. You couldn't believe how long he'd managed to hide it, and you hadn't suspected a thing. The silence was broken by the nurse's voice calling your name. You stood up, legs slightly unsteady, and disappeared through the examination room door. You'd definitely need a few stitches, but Albert's first aid was really helpful, because if it weren't for that, who knows if you'd be here now?
When they were both alone, Zeno looked towards the other man.
“There’s something to this… you’d never let me bite you, or is it about her? ” There was no resentment in his voice, but rather curiosity.
Hearing something like that, the blond looked for a moment as if he had no idea what he was talking about, but then he confessed, embarrassed.
“I know how this sounds… but I feel like I felt something more.” He sighed loudly, “I thought it was just sex… but it was never just sex. Sure, I got to know her a little differently, but the way she was able to worry about me even when I threatened to kill you… she was a true angel in human form.”
“I see Albert Wesker has finally fallen in love with someone!” He laughed and elbowed him lightly in the stomach.
“How are you even reacting to this so calmly?!” He raised his eyebrows in surprise. “After all, I’m talking about your partner here…”
“Actually, if it weren't for you, I wouldn't be here…and it's hard for me to admit it, but I'm grateful.” The last sentence came out of his throat with difficulty.
“I don’t want to be a problem in your relationship, but… I feel like this is exactly what everyone has been talking about for a long time.” Talking about feelings has never been his specialty.
“Maybe we can resume this conversation when she gets back?” He simply suggested, looking towards the door like the other man.
“Yeah, that’s a good idea…I have to tell her how I feel eventually.” He said, feeling himself getting a little nervous just thinking about this conversation.
Zeno turns his head to give you a questioning look, still lying beside you on the bed, back pressed against the mattress with his hands resting atop his exposed abdomen.
"A what?" He asks.
"A mafia boss." You reiterate, craning your neck enough to clash his confused stare with your mischievous one. "Look." Shoving your phone screen in his face, there is displayed a picture of him from afar, an elegant yet bold attire of an expensive dark colored suit paired with designer accessories seem to perfectly shape his manly figure. "You literally look like one."
Zeno's brows furrow as he leans away from the screen, squinting his eyes to take a better look at the photo. It doesn't take long for him to scoff and turn his attention back to the ceiling. How could they call him that? It's almost insulting in a way. Although, deep down, he is aware he has developed these extravagant tastes as a rebellious statement towards the reality of him being merely a clone, an imperfect copy of his predecessor. The smoking habit, the fashion choice, the willingness to be patient in convincing others, it's all but a desperate cry to be different, better and cooler than what he was made to be. Never has he thought of the possibility of it being seen as pathetic or weird. Even if he tries to act like it doesn't bother him, other people's opinions do matter just as much as he cares about his appearance.
"They're simply wrong." Zeno finally speaks. "What they think of me is irrelevant."
A short hum leaves you, purely amused at how defensive he can get when it comes to this kind of topic. "They're not saying it to ridicule you. It's just their take on your fashion taste." You reassure him while searching your camera roll for more photos, the sight of them alone betrays a soft grin to dance on your lips. You love him too much for your own good.
"What would they know about my fashion taste? It is specifically tailored for me." Zeno grumbles, annoyance now apparent in his voice. "I do not condone any speculation about it resembling something as trivial as the mafia."
"Isn't the organization you work for basically the mafia, though?" You ask in an almost distracted tone since you're still focused on your digital gallery.
"Nonsense. And do not call me that ever again." Zeno's frustrated tone fills the bedroom air as silence follows. A brief pause in which you decide to set the phone down on the nightstand and glare at the ceiling just like he's doing.
You do love him, but you also love to tease him.
So, you curiously peek at Zeno's side profile, noticing the tightness of his jaw and the throbbing scars along his pale skin. Oh, he's mad, so easily irritated. A playful smirk tugs at the corner of your lips. "My, my. Is the mafioso angry?"
A low growl from Zeno is all you need to know those words got to him and that he understands this little game you're always keen to play by purposely riling him up just to get a reaction or to simply make light of the situation. Either way, it helps distracts him from the prior anger he must've felt with a newfound source of lighthearted banter between you two.
Glowing amber eyes fiercely lock with yours once again, drinking in each and every one of your facial features before they selfishly travel down the length of your half-naked figure.
A yelp escapes you when he suddenly appears hovering above you, caging you between his arms and legs, leaving no room for escape in case it does cross your mind. A hint of liveliness flashes across his piercing gaze as he looks down at you menacingly yet flirtatiously.
"Say it again. I dare you." This time it's a whisper in that deep, sultry voice of his. It drives you as crazy as the heat his body emanates and the intoxicating cologne he always wears, it's not like his proximity is making it any easier to think of something else but to give up on what you started is undoubtedly out of the table.
Pressing your lips together in a feeble attempt to stifle a laugh, you look him dead in the eyes before opening your mouth. "I won't say it again if you promise me to wear casual clothes at least once when we go outside."
Zeno does a little head tilt to the side before answering, his breath now softly mingling with yours the closer he inches his face towards you. "No."
"Then, you leave me no choice." You admit, not willing to break the intense eye contact, even if it's starting to feel a bit intimidating. You can see him raise a brow, most likely awaiting your act of defiance with nothing but eagerness to be able to put you in your place afterwards.
"My handsome maf-" your words are cut by your own squeal and giggles the moment Zeno leans forward to attack the column of your neck with tentative nibbles and hungry, open-mouthed kisses.
Pairing: Zeno x f!Reader
Synopsis: you're having a tough but great night submitting to Zeno, serving him as a perfect pet.
The song that inspired me: FKA twigs - 24h Dog
Content warning + tags:
nsfw (18+), smut, porn with minimal plot, BDSM, sadistic rough<--> soft dom Zeno, masochistic sub Reader, pet play, praise kink, degradation kink, pet names, dirty talk, mocking, discipline, salirophilia, dacryphilia, spitting, slapping, spanking, vaginal sex, anal sex, creampie, cumshot, face fucking and so on... Aftercare :з
My note: that's my first fan fiction ever and it's such a nasty twisted smut so I'm a bit nervios
Word Count: 3,301
Tags: @falsevacuum @scarvillainhours @melancholila @zenosashtray @morganroot92
Waiting. You were told to wait for him sitting on your knees on the floor by the bed all naked, so exposed. Before going to take a shower, he put a black collar with a bone-shaped pendant on you and grabbed your chin looking at your innocent face with such a smug but loving grin because no one had given him such a gaze full of fondness and devotion that makes him melt from inside.
You bowed your head to the floor looking forward to him to come back, yearning was almost torturous, breathing deep trying to adjust your accelerated heartbeat. The sound of running water was coming from the bathroom. When it suddenly stopped, you felt a throb in your temple. He entered the bedroom and all your attempts to calm down your mixed anxiety and arousal failed.
While Zeno was approaching, you caught the scent of his shower gel smelling of musk and amber. He stood in front of you and demanded: "Eyes on me, my little pup." You obeyed immediately. His smile expressed such affection and tenderness that you got butterflies in your stomach, you were so proud and happy seeing him so pleased and satisfied. So handsome, so neat, drops of water were slipping down his fit pale body.
Zeno stroked your cheeks and went to look for something in the drawer. He returned with a tail plug, "Show me your cute little bum, pup", you turned your back to him standing on all fours. Zeno caressed your butt cheeks and snappily ran his finger through your folds, then inserted the tail plug in teasing you a bit by moving it back and forth that made you gasp. The arousal was so intense that you started wiggling your ass like a jolly playful dog. Zeno got so flattered and made you a compliment: "Such a good girl, my little one, now turn around".
You looked at him waiting for his orders. "Take off my towel, sweetheart". You put your hands up, he moved back and tutted. You tilted your head like a pug watching him with confusion. "With your teeth, pup, do it with your teeth". You blinked and did as he demanded.
His thick erected shaft was dripping with arousal. It made you let out an admiring gasp and glance at him with adoration. Zeno tilted his head, grinned and caressed the bottom of your chin. "You know what to do, right? You're a smart puppy, aren't you?" You nodded.
You started rubbing your cheeks against his hard member and smudging his precum all over your face. You heard his breathing getting heavy and his gaze changed. He grabbed your hair and pulled it back to see your face, his pupils dilated... You caught yourself thinking that his golden eyes began to seem... intimidating. Your thoughts were interrupted with him spitting on your face and smearing his saliva on your cheeks. You loved when the feelings of lust, fear and humiliation mixed, it made you tremble with so much excitement that Zeno chuckled watching you being so eager, so thirsty for him, so willing to satisfy him.
"Such a pitiful little slut and mine, all mine. Am I right?" You nodded and noticed him frown, you didn't even have time to realize why because you got slapped hard in the face: "Use. Your. Words." Your eyes got wet, a drop of tear slipped down your cheek and you said: "Y-yes." Zeno still wasn't satisfied with your answer: "Yes what? Tell me." You swallowed looking scared and felt so ashamed but you both knew you like it.
"Yes, I am your little slut, your pet, your toy. You own me."
"Good girl," Zeno started rubbing the tip over your lips, "See... It wasn't so hard, was it?" he raised his eyebrow and then thrust his dick deep into your throat. It got you squinted, he didn't move still keeping it deep inside, making you gag and choke on it.
"Look me in the eyes, pet, " he said, but it was so difficult to focus on his words because you were out of air. You tried to push him away, but his grip was so strong you didn't manage to do it.
"I gave you an order, I won't pull it out until you follow it". You obeyed, frowning, drooling like a starving dog, tears were running down your face. And finally Zeno freed you and let you breathe.
While you were trying to pull yourself together, he left the room. He came back with a cigarette and his fancy lighter. There was a burgundy armchair with a floral pattern in the corner of the bedroom and a side table with an ashtray on. Zeno reached the armchair, sat down slowly and lit the cigarette. You were observing him blowing smoke out of his lungs, you found it so captivating.
"Come here, pup," he ordered, you stood up and was going to take a step - "Stop! Stay there." You gave him a confused look. "Crawl and show me how excited you are to see your owner". Your cheeks flushed, you slowly got down on your knees and started approaching him wiggling your tail as happy dogs do. When you reached him, you pulled your tongue out and began to breathe fast. Zeno leaned towards you and patted your hair. "My sweet little girl. Such a good puppy, aren't you?" You barked at him with a joy "Woof woof!" It made him burst out laughing with affection. You were so proud of yourself watching him so contented. The feeling of a strong urge to get closer got you rubbed your head against his hip kissing and licking his porcelain skin. The smell of it was so heady that you released a desperate moan.
"Poor little thing. So needy." A whimper escaped from your mouth and you buried your head in his thighs. Zeno lifted your head with his free hand and asked "Tell me. What is it my puppy wants so bad?"
You looked away with embarrassment, squeezed your hands into fists, blood rushed to your temples. You couldn't say it out loud: "Well..."
"Go on." His fingers caressed your cheek, the mixed scent of smoke and shower gel was so pleasant that you responded with a kiss in his palm.
"I want...", you continued giving him snappy kisses, "... I want to feel you everywhere - in my mouth..." his fingers slid into your mouth, "and in my pussy, and..."
"And?" A nasty smirk appeared on his face, one of his favorite things to do was to force you to express your filthy desires, make you feel ashamed and observe your cheeks getting pink.
"A-and... from behind. I crave to be used by you like your fuck toy, your beloved dog. I-I... I have no taboos for you. Anything you wish. I'm here to satisfy your every desire." Your body started shaking from embarrassment and yearning getting mixed.
Zeno put the cigarette out. "Oh... My perverted little slut... Show me how bad you want it, turn around."
You did as he wished, head down, ass up, you spread your legs. "So fucking wet for me...", he slapped your pussy "However... You must prove that you deserve it."
You heard a creak of the chair as he got up and went to search for something in a drawer. "Hm... I guess this will work", he murmured and a sly smile came to his lips. His hand reached for a long metallic ruler. Zeno approached your trembling body, grabbed your hair and pulled it making you craw to the bed.
"Lay on your back and spread your legs for me", you followed the order. He cuffed you to the headboard, those handcuffs felt icy and uncomfortable, they certainly will leave the bruises on your delicate skin.
His golden predatory eyes were observing your vulnerable look. You felt like a helpless lamb accepting its fate of being devoured by a big hungry wolf. His hands began to caress your quivering thighs with the ruler. The cold metal made your nipples harden and goosebumps covered your skin.
Slap! A scream of pain escaped from your mouth as Zeno hit your leaking pussy with a squelchy sound.
"Look at you. Such a pathetic little bitch. Your dripping cunt deserves to be punished, doesn't it?.." He reached to the drawer once again and took out the wooden clothespins. "... and your lovely little nipples too."
The anticipation got blended with slight uneasiness and then the pleasant burning pain made you breathe heavily.
"Open your mouth," you obeyed blinking and staring at his serious focused face. As soon as you you did, he pulled out you tongue and attached a clothespin.
Zeno took a moment to admire your tortured tiny body and a pitiful expression that you were giving him. The sharp pain gripped the spot between your legs for the second time. "What do you have to say, pup? You don't want to get me disappointed, do you?"
"Th-thank you, s-sir."
"Good... ", he flicked the clothespin on one of your nipples, "... girl" and did the same to another. You released a shuddering sigh.
"Let's see how many you can take." Another slap. Zeno raised his hand to his pierced ear.
"Thank you."
"That's it. Next time you're silent, I won't be so merciful." You gave him a nod.
Cries interrupted with words of thanks filled the room. Tears rushed to your eyes and ran down your face, you were weeping and screaming. Saliva was dripping from your mouth down your cheeks as the clothespin didn't let you close it. Zeno absolutely enjoyed watching you being so vulnerable, helpless, abused and deprived. His dilated pupils were expressing such sadistic fascination that seemed even threatening to you.
"Ple-e-a-ase, stop!" You couldn't hold back the scream and started whining, hectically repeating, "Please, please, please, please..."
"There, there, baby, you did well. You've been such a good obedient girl for me." He caressed your sore reddish pussy stroking it in circular motions.
Zeno sat on the bed towering over you, finally released your poor nipples and tongue from those clothespins. He began to pat your sensitive clit with the tip of his thick dick. You made an attempt to bring your legs together as it was painfully ticklish after what he did to you but his hands grabbed them and spread them back. "Behave. Doesn't my little bitch want to get fucked? Doesn't she want to get a reward?"
"I'm sorry. That won't happen again. I want to get fucked by you, only you, s..." A harsh thrust interrupted you from finishing your sentence. Unexpected pleasant stretch made your eyes roll back and arch your body. A sudden slap on your face brought you to your senses.
"Eyes on me, slut. Oh, you're so tight for me but, you know, I enjoy stretching my baby's tiny holes." Zeno added two fingers what made you feel so full as the plug tail was still inside. Your head got dizzy, sharp jolts were becoming faster and more brutal. He bit and aggressively sucked your already hurt swollen nipples that tasted salty from the damage.
"My delicious girl. Are you having fun? Say you're enjoying it". The spit in your face made you focus.
"Um, yeah, I'm enjoying being your fuck toy. I..." You were interrupted with a deep sloppy kiss.
"Good puppy." Zeno abruptly pulled his dick out and laid you on your belly. A hard slap on your buttock and pulling your hair caused you whining and scream in pain.
"Be quiet. I haven't even started yet." He left you for a moment and then returned with a leather belt. It was his favorite thing to use for spanking except a crop or whip.
"Last time you took twenty hits. You can bear more, can't you? Daddy will be very disappointed if you can't."
The first hit was... tolerable. "Count", you heard the demand, he didn't spare you with the second one. One, two, three, four, five...
When it finally came to the twentieth, the pillow under your face was soaking wet from your tears.
Zeno made the last hit, the twentieth first, with all his strength.
"Well done. You've made your daddy proud." Though you couldn't see the admiration in his eyes, your butt cheeks were red, covered in small bruises and bleeding marks. Zeno bent down to your ear and whispered:
"Is my little puppy's ass ready for me? Is your tight hole stretched enough for me to... Invade?"
"Mmm", it was tough to talk distinctly. He grabbed your hair roughly and pulled it back. "Loud and clear, slut".
"Yes, *sobbing* yes, I'm... It's ready."
"Atta girl." While Zeno was removing the tail plug, he teased you pushing it back and forth.
His next step was taking the cuffs off. They left dark marks on your wrists.
"Spread your ass for me, show me your willing hole." He lubricated it up, rubbed his dick over your entrance and inserted his full length at once.
"F-f-fuck, so fucking tight, I'm gonna destroy you from inside. You're my property, my fuck toy, just a... *hard breathing* just a set of holes for me to fill." His hand covered your mouth. At first, the pace was slow but the trusts were fierce. You let out a scream with every push he made, fingers firmly clutched the sheets.
His teeth sank into the back of your neck. At last, you felt his hand slipping under your stomach and down to your dripping slit. Zeno began to fondle your throbbing clit giving it the attention it was seeking. He was growling ferociously like a beast, a monster. Well, he is a monster, not a human at least. You felt the blood leaking down your collarbones, the next second the warmth spread out your walls.
Zeno lifted his torso over you and stuck the plug tail back in. "Don't waste any drop, do you hear me? I'm not done with you yet, my sweet little puppy." The tips of his fingers trailed down your lower back, it made your shiver since your delicate injured skin got so sensitive.
He went to the bathroom, your weak bruised figure was resting alone on the bed. Feeling of his warm semen was causing dizziness, hips rubbing against each other in anticipation... Thinking about being marked and owned by him got you aroused even more.
Then you heard his approaching footsteps... It didn't take too long for him to get cleaned up.
"Lie on your back on the edge of the bed." Your shaking arms were so powerless that you tried to get up but fell down.
"Poor little thing... So helpless, no chance to escape." He let out a silent titter. Such a violent sadistic son of a bitch. However, you loved him this way, worshipping him makes you feel alive like you're exactly where you should be.
Zeno helped you change the position gently holding you in his arms. He knelt by the bed, your eyes met, you received a soft loving kiss in your forehead. "My sweet baby girl... Wanna come, don't you?"
"Yes, I do, ple-e-a-ase."
"O-o-h, what a pity... *tutting* You have to do some work to deserve it." He got a wand out of the drawer.
"Suck my balls, honey." You gave him a shy glance and followed his command.
"M-m-m, just like that... Your warm slutty tongue feels great, you're a gifted little whore. I trained you well. Let's see if you're capable of taking them both in your mouth." He hissed while stroking his shaft over your face, watching you struggle to comply with his request.
"Diligent puppy, aren't you? Get your reward." You heard a buzzing sound, in a second the feeling of strong unbearable vibration got you screaming, your attempts to snatch the wand were cut off by cuffing your hands to the bed leg.
"And what was that? Who said it would be easy?"
"It's just... too intense. I can't ta..."
"Quiet! Did daddy give you permission to grab things like this?! That's very rude... Bad girl needs to be taught some manners." Zeno tutted while rubbing his dropping tip over your lips and cheeks smearing his precum.
"Sor... " It was supposed to be your apology, but you were interrupted with his dick slipping deep into throat. He turned on the toy again and put it right on your clit to make you suffer from choking on his cock and an intolerable mix of tickling, pain and pleasure.
You rolled your eyes, your mind was a mess, you were a mess. Zeno loved invading your body, his thrusts were so deep making you gag, strands of saliva and tears were running down smudging your hair as well.
"Come for daddy." He gave two abrupt slaps on both of your breast. "Be a good girl, don't keep me waiting. I'll count from 1 to 10. One... Two... Three..."
"Ten! Your time is over. Poor little girl will get another punishment. Such a wretch..." He pressed your nose with his fingers while keeping his dick as deep as your throat could handle. "Come. For. Me. Slut. I won't free you until you give it to me."
The feeling of being so deprived and totally in his control, overstimulation, the smell of his sweat and suffocation made you come so hard that you started moving your head towards his dick eager to satisfy him expressing your gratitude.
"That's a good girl. Daddy is so proud of you being such a sweet obedient fuck toy." Zeno pulled his dick out your your mouth.
"Show me your tongue as nice puppies do when they're happy to see their owner."
He slipped his fingers between your damp folds, spat on you and spread his saliva and your fluids all over your face. It didn't take long for him to come and pour his warm thick cum over your cheeks and mouth.
"Hah, look at you. Such a dirty exploited little slut with a smudgy face. But you like it, don't you? My sweet puppy, my fuck toy, my pretty princess, my pitiful filthy bitch. So dedicated and all mine. I adore consuming you. I love you, baby."
"Thank you, sir. I love you too. I love you so much that I would let you use me and fuck me 24/7 if you liked me to."
You burst into tears from the overwhelming emotions which was a sign that the session was a success.
Zeno knelt beside you, released your bruised hands and gave two gentle pecks to your cheeks. His hands wrapped around your weak trembling body and put you on his lap cuddling, holding you as if you were a tiny new born puppy.
"Is everything ok? How do you feel, darling? I hope I didn't cross the line. If I did, tell me, don't be afraid, I will never judge you." Zeno peppered you with kisses.
"Everything... was perfect. Thank you." You replied tiredly looking at him with blurred vision from under your heavy eyelids.
"Thank you for your trust. Let's clean you up." He pulled out the plug, lifted you up in a bridal carry and walked into the bathroom.
Hot water filled the tub, the sweet strawberry smell of bubble bath spread through the room. Zeno laid you in carefully. A pleasant warmth enveloped your body, and you felt like you were about to melt.
"Relax, babe, I'll take care of you." He took your hand, squeezed your fingers tenderly and kissed them inhaling their scent. It was hard to keep your eyes open so you put your head on the edge of the tub and squinted.
"My sweet sleepy princess, have a rest."
I'll revisit this again and again and again, this is the filthiest thing I have ever read and I enjoyed it, every word. Holy fuck, I'm up to adoption Zeno ARF ARF ARF
Reader finds out that the past has been always following her tracks, no matter what he has been always watching. Pairing S.T.A.R.S. Albert Wesker x Ex- girlfriend reader.
Warning this is a work of fiction, if you're in a similar situation please seek help, talk to your family and friends never stop seeking justice, it doesn't matter how long passed if you need to speak up do it. No means no, silence means no, compliance means no, struggle means no. The author condemns the actions depicted in the following fanfiction, author also knows that not all police officers are bastards the vast majority leave their lives defending the defenseless.
What to expect: stalking, unprotected sex (wrap it before you tap it I beg you!), PIV, slight non-con.
The world economy went to shit so you were forced to change your lifestyle, rent was through the roof the only solution was to move from your quiet neighborhood to a rather agitated one. Ever since you moved you had to grew more eyes every time you leave the house, that time of the month was close and with your trusty bicycle you pedaled to the nearest pharmacy, pads and medicine were on your list.
While listening to your favorite podcast you remembered your grandpa warning you about the dangers of traffic so you only wear one ear pod. The traffic light turned green and you almost were run over by a cop car
"fucking pigs!" You smiled and waved at the police officer inside the car, the officer inside rolled the window down enough for you to see a tuff of slicked back blonde hair a pair of sunglasses and a hand signaling you to move, as you crossed in front of the vehicle with your bike by your side, they saluted you with a gentle nudge of the siren, the unexpected loud sound making you jump, taking a deep breath you climb on your bike and continue your route to the pharmacy.
Happy with your purchase you walked outside only to realize that your bike was gone, the chain cut in pieces scattered on the ground you dropped your bag and ran back and forth hoping to catch the thief but you were the only one in the parking lot, you rushed inside the store begging them to show you the security footage but they claimed that those cameras don't record anything the store cameras were used to monitor the surroundings or more like keep the employees under an electric eye. You cursed your luck under your breath and meditated if you really want to waste the rest of your day at the police station making a theft report, you couldn't afford a new bicycle and walk every day 45 minutes to work under the skin melting sun was not a option.
At the front desk of the police station was a redhead young woman with her hat under her arm
"Hi! Excuse me. Someone stole my bike and I -"
"Through the hall to the right is the Captain's office. He will take the report, ma'am" she cut you off and walked past you leaving the station
"Oh, okay thank you!"
You knocked on the door a metallic sign with ~Captain~ written on it nothing, a second knock opened the door so you took a step back , the sound of heavy boots in the ground caught your attention so you walked towards it, a young muscular man was just around the corner
"Sorry, I'm looking for the captain. Someone took my bike from the parking lot"
"He will be with you in a second ma'am, come with me have a seat" he walked you inside the Captain's office he took off as fast as the woman on reception, confused you sat across the captain desk with your back to the door, anxious and alone you began fidgeting with your hands and feet, lightly tapping on your thighs, observing every detail you noticed the Captain's initials on a silver plaque sitting on the desk ~AW~ your skin crawled, this couldn't be this is a terrible coincidence it can be your asshole ex boyfriend's name, the clicking of the door closing made your blood run cold
"Well well, what do we have here? If it isn't a ghost from the past"
"Hello, officer-"
"Captain Wesker" he cut you off mid sentence taking his sunglasses off and hung them on the collar of his shirt
"Apologies, Captain. My bike was stolen from the pharmacy's parking lot" you locked eyes, those intense cold blue eyes with red bags under them, exhaustion; and he has changed obviously, nearly five years have passed since the last time you were together, he was an officer just like the redhead lady
"Please walk me through everything leading the incident"
You explained to him from the moment you stepped inside de pharmacy to the moment where you noticed your bike was stolen
"Please Miss ____ , describe with care detail your stolen property" he sat with a sigh, rubbing his temple.
"Are you okay?"
"Tired, please describe to me your stolen property"
"Sorry, well my bicycle is white, 26-inch wheels, and has a basket on the handlebars with heart shaped pink decals"
"Pink decals?" He snorted
"Yes, is there a problem?"
"Don't you think that is a little childish?"
"Excuse me?"
"Now I need personal information such as your full name, address, phone number" he completely ignored you
You reluctantly gave him the information
"Single/married?" He locked eyes with you
"Why is that relevant for the theft report?"
"Answer the question please I don't make this papers miss"
"Single" you rolled your eyes
"How long has it been since your last romantic relationship? I want to clear the suspects as much as I can"
"Oh, I can't remember it was a long time ago" you leaned on his desk resting your face on your hands, pensive with the gaze on his papers
"Don't you miss it?" he got on his feet and walked towards the water dispenser, poured himself a glass and took a little sip, you watched his Adam's apple bobbing in his throat
"What did you said?" You sat with your back glued to the chair
"I asked you if you miss it" he said fondling his crotch
"That's it I've had enough of you cops today. Give me your badge number. I'm reporting your ass!" You raised your hands in defeat
"Oh, don't be such a sourpuss, this uniform doesn't turn you on?"
"I am a citizen asking a peace agent his badge number. What is wrong with you?" He only shrugged
"To serve you miss, here's my badge come take a look" he touched the metal identification on his chest you hesitated but walked towards him anyways you took your phone form your pocket to take a picture of his badge without being too close, faster than a bullet he grabbed your wrist and yanked you to his chest, your phone hitting the floor
"Albert, what are you doing?! Let me go!" You wriggled trying to break free from his grip
"Stop resisting" he easily pinned you against the wall twisting your arms behind your back; he kicked your legs apart shoving his inbetween completely immobilizing you
"I only wanted to talk to you, you ignored all my calls and texts" he pressed harder on you
"You stole my bicycle?" You moaned in pain
"I'm very disappointed you didn't noticed your helmet sitting on top of that file cabinet"
"Albert, you're hurting me" you whimpered
"Can't you understand? This reunion was owed to me! All those years together didn't mean anything to you? Don't you miss us?" He roughly grabbed your chin forcing your head on his direction
"Albert, please you're scaring me. My arms hurt"
"Answer me!" He growled and shoved you against the wall making your head bounce against it making you cry in pain "I'm sorry baby, you make me do these awful things" he spun you around, taking your arms above your head, he licked his lips and closed the distance between your face and his
"Don't! I'll scream" you warned him, Albert only stopped but remained close nearly brushing your lips with his
"Do it, scream" he locked eyes with you, deep blue eyes calculating every thought that crossed your mind. You opened your mouth but your cry for help died in his mouth the moment you tried to scream he swallowed your pleads for help, kissing you like his life depended on keep tasting your tongue
"kiss me back! Don't make me ask again!" You complied kissing him eagerly, he relaxed, dropping your arms to snake his hands beneath your shirt, his finger tips running up your back
"Oh you're not wearing a bra" he said with your bottom lip between his teeth next he kissed your cheek, trailing down your neck to lap at your throat
"I was on a quick trip to the pharmacy, please stop" You moaned at his hands squeezing your breasts
"Do you really want me to stop? See I'm amazed how well your body is still responding to my touch" Albert turned you around your back to his chest, he bunched up your shirt with one hand and the other passed beyond the elastic of your sweatpants eagerly petting your pussy through your underwear, his breath hitched, "I need it" Next he dipped his fingers inside your soaking slit groaning in your ear, you throw your head back resting on his shoulder, he kept fingering you relishing on your slickness
"You still hate me?" He purred in your ear, slowly sliding his fingers in and out
"Please, I -" you bit your lip and moved your hips matching his fingering
"Oh now you're begging. Is my hard cock rubbing on your ass tempting you to relieve old times?" He laughed pulling your sweats down
"Please not here, someone could catch us" you tried to reason with him wrestling pulling up your pants, he sighed annoyed and locked the door
"Put your hands on the desk and spread your legs"
"What? Please. I'm sorry, can we talk over coffee?" You plead him
"Don't give me that look, talking option is not on the table anymore. Do as I told you"
With a deep breath you complied, shaky sweaty hands on his desk and spread your legs, his hot hands closing on your hips massaging your ass his touch familiar but foreign at the same time, your breathing accelerating as your heart pounding in your chest; sweat beading at your forehead
"I don't want to do anything bad to you, do you want me to continue? Do you want me to fuck you?" Rubbing his erection on your ass your judgement was getting cloudy, you pushed your ass on him "this game of yours is only making me impatient"
"C-continue, please. I can't resist this anymore" with your chest on his desk you slowly pulled your pants down pulling one leg out offering him your clothed ass
"Good girl" he laughed the clicking of his belt making everything real, the sound of his zipper making you shiver "I can see a wet patch on your underwear, after all this uniform does turn you on" moving your panties to a side he aligned his tip on your entrance you arched your back and he slowly pierced you
"Oh, yes. It's still as tight as I remember. I'm pushing in inch by inch I can feel how your pussy is struggling to take me, relax dearheart" pushing inside you, stretching you, he bottom out impaling you; he remained inside "I'm not even moving and your pussy is desperate milking me, you're getting what you want" pinning you in place with his hand on your back, slow deep thrusts hitting that spot no one else but him could reach your moans filling his office accompanied by his laugh "this would have been ah- more comfortable if you weren't playing hard to get in the first place, oh you're so tight!" He grabbed your nape lifting your body from his desk giving him a new angle wrecking your insides
"Albert I'm gonna cum oh my god, oh my god!" He kept the tempo grunting and puffing, your moans turned into screams
"Keep your voice down, you're going to draw attention from the street" he covered your yapping hole with left his hand and pounded harder pressing your back to his chest, a tight knot on your core warned you about your incoming orgasm you pulled your leg up using his thigh for support exposing your cunt to the cold air his right hand tickling your tummy on his way to your clit, rubbing circles your legs tremble
"I wonder if I do this, you'll lose all restraint like you used to" he quit rubbing your clit to slap your pussy wet sounds adding to your cries of pleasure, again he punished your clit with delicious circles to slapping your swollen nub, the punishing thrusts his voice in your ear grunting and moaning added up to your burning core, teeth sinking on the skin of his hand
"Wouldn't it be so romantic if we ah- cum together ah- proving you who you belong to you're squeezing me I'm -" you reached your orgasm so intense you began to see black dots flying across your vision his breathing became ragged, you orgasm washing over you turning you into a puppet doll in his arms "who owns you? Say it, scream I want every living soul in this rotted police station to know, come on! Say it!"
"I- I ____ belong oh my god ! Please don't stop!" A similar tightening began to build at a rapid pace crashing every nerve
"Are you going to cum again? Needy whore. Who do you belong to?" He dropped you on his desk again
"I belong to you Albert Wesker!"
"Fuck, fuck ,fuck, I'm cumming inside, I'm filling you up!" Wet squelching slaps tying with his low growls put the torturing to and end he collapsed on your back his fingers digging on your skin leaving red angry marks that would develop into bruises
"You can let go of my cock, your tight hole is still gripping me" he pulled out leaving a empty sensation behind, a white slimy glop fell into the ground "so you're rejecting me, don't worry we'll try this again later, I'll make sure everything stays inside. After all this time I think I'm ready to be a father"
You dressed and covered your face with your hands embarrassed and humiliated. He walked like nothing happened towards the file cabinet took your helmet on his hands and handed it to you
"I'll be home for dinner, not here where you lied to me, I know where you live" .
A/N: I can't stress this enough, please if you lived through a similar situation seek help, know it wasn't your fault and it will never be. If you say no, everything has to stop and if someone says no to you, you have to stop everything and leave. Talk about it if you're comfortable with your loved ones or friends you'll find the strength to take action. This is my attempt at writing dark fiction I'm just testing the waters.
