Imagine if Talbot abducted Y/N cuz he's lonely and horny, sort of like a beauty and the beast thing but like, really they're into it. More specifically they're into him
He stands above them while they lay on the surgical table and they just hook their legs around him and bring him closer, they've been WAITING for this moment ever since the rumors about a monster in the dark started to spread around the village
He thought he'd need to do a whole routine to get them to stay but no, no they just do that. Leaving wasn't even on the table, at least not till they've had their fill and oh brother, they're a bottomless pit
You! You beautiful anon! You have given me something to nomp on, and beautiful inspiration. I hope you don't mind the creative liberties but a cursed royal apothecary!Blight. With a Baker!reader, your father has a contract with the king to make the pastries and bread for the entire castle three times a week. Part of an initiative to generate more profit and work for the capital.
Talbot has seen you on many occasions come in to help your father. You beauty enchanting him as he watches from afar sometimes darkening the doorway of the kitchen or even watching you through the windows of the bakery. To him you were as sweet as the cakes you made.
But he's Afraid to approach you, not because he fears you'll find him repulsive as a man he was rather quite attractive, but he did not trust himself to leave you be once the night fell. He's a selfish man and you are an addiction wishes to add.
He should've see it coming, should've seen it in the way you talked to your father while kneading the bread. The way you talked about the monster of the capital a beast with glowing eyes who growled and ran through the streets. The way your breath would almost hitch with something sinful when you dad would warn you to stay indoors. He was only being helpful, but you, Co-chèilidh, you don't listen. You didn't take the warnings.
The monster snatching you and fleeing to his a den, a cave hidden beneath the castle. The selfish beast determined to chain you up not wanting you to flee. He was so focused on keeping you kept he didn't notice you didn't scream; he didn't notice you didn't fight; he didn't notice the way you looked at him with those sinful eyes. The ones that begged him to lay you and lay you hard. At least he didn't notice until he had looked down when you wouldn't let him go. Arms and legs wrapped tightly around him. With a hungry look in your eyes.
Dr. Grimes needing to catch his breath seeing as you stole it away when he realized you wanted him too. The chains were deemed useless as you happily let him strip you bare garments gone as he has you on every single surface in his little hide away. Table, walls, floor, shelves, if it had a semi flat plane he was eager to use it. Claws and teeth marring your flesh, blood bloom from the wounds. He was doing his best to be careful, but you drew out a rutting beast and determined to breed you, to mark, to let everyone know you were his. Your hunger for him insatiable and addicting, but a new fear unlocked, Come first morning light would you still crave the man who'd lay next to you? Would you still love the man who lived within the beast?