First of all, I LOVED your fic about cardiophile Terzo! Now I was wondering if I could get a Terzo x reader fluff where reader is a cardiophile...? Maybe one where reader uses a stethoscope on him? 🥺🙏
Thank you so much, I'm happy you enjoyed it, it means a lot!🥺 And also.. EE first ever serious (yes, I'm looking at you, Jez.) request! Thank you so much anon! I kept this short but sweet. You ask, I deliver! I hope you enjoy!
Terzo x Cardiophile!Reader under the cut!!🖤🖤
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''Papa?''
Candlelight dimly lit the room you were in, noises of some stupid cooking show Papa was watching filling the background quietly. You were in the Papal suite, where most of your nights were spent with Terzo Emeritus himself. Papa had been mindlessly fiddling and running his fingers through your hair at the nape of your neck, your head resting against his chest, humming quietly as you were fully focused on the rise and fall of his chest as he breathed, and listening to his heartbeat, eyes closed in relaxation.
Terzo knew how much you enjoyed listening to his heartbeat: how it calmed you, the steady thumping against his chest, feeling it lightly against your cheek, even. It gave you a sense of security, even if being in his presence overall did not already do that to you. He loved that about you, too, the little quirk of yours was adorable to him, and he was happy to comply whenever you wanted to just lay on his chest and listen, it gave him comfort too, having you so close to him, it made you're little snuggle sessions more intimate, it gave it more meaning, even if it was just a stupid little fetish.
He looked down at you, one eyebrow raising slightly. ''Sì, tesorino? Che cos'è?'' he murmured, mindlessly caressing your scalp.
''I brought a little something.'' you spoke quietly. ''Can I.. go and get it?''
He stayed quiet for a moment, studying your face, before after a bit the corners oh his lips quirked upward into a little smile. ''Ah, a surprise, no? Go right ahead, amate, I will wait patiently.'' He reassured you, giving a little encouraging nod.
You scampered off of the couch you were seated on together, walking off to your little bag you had with you, that you had left near the door to the suite. It was placed under an old, wooden coat hanger. You fished the medical instrument from the bag; a stethoscope.
You slandered back to Terzo admiring the instrument as you walked, As soon as you were in his vision, his eyes locked to the stethoscope, eyeing it curiously. You climbed back up, moving to straddle his lap and place a couple of kisses over his cheeks, forehead and nose. Terzo's arms came to wrap around your waist, holding you close, eyes closed in contempt.
''May I?'' you eyed him a little nervously, nodding toward the stethoscope, eyes fluttering back open, he nodded back, giving an encouraging little grin. ''Go right ahead, cara.'' he affirmed, leaning back.
You snaked a hand under the casual cute night band shirt he wore. and he shuddered slightly at the cold metal of the diaphragm as you touched it to his chest, one of the earplugs in your ear and the other dangling next to it. You closed your eyes to listen, and put the other ear plug in. You contently listened to the steady thumpthumpthump of his beating core, and it felt equally intimate as for you listening, and him sitting there.
He carded his fingers through your hair, oh so gently tilting your head upward to look at him, the stethoscope's bell still on his chest as you continued to listen.
His hand found your cheek, tracing your cheekbone with his thumb before slipping the fingers underneath your chin. He leaned over, pulling you into a gentle and slow lip lock. He smiled into the kiss a tad and drifted his finger down your neck, finding your pulse point just underneath your jawline. He felt your heartbeat, other hand now finding your cheek as he deepened the kiss slightly, tongues locking.
Your free hand found his hair, scratching his scalp, as you knew he loved it. You stayed contempt like that, kissing slowly, arms wrapped around each other still, and all the while Terzo's pretty heartbeat still hit your ears through the stethoscope like white noise.
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AN: I hope this is what you had in mind! Thank you so much for the request.
