The rain drummed a steady rhythm against the windows of the Trancy manor, a stark contrast to the quiet chill within. You sat by the fireplace, a heavy blanket draped over your shoulders, trying to focus on a book while your fingers remained stubbornly cold.
A shadow fell over the page. Claude stood there, his expression its usual mask of apathetic perfection, holding a tray with a single porcelain cup.
"The temperature has dropped significantly," he remarked, his voice a low, steady hum. "I took the liberty of preparing a blend of Earl Grey with a hint of honey and cinnamon. It should provide the warmth you currently lack."
He set the tea down with a silent precision that made you wonder if he ever made a sound he didn't intend to. As you reached for the cup, your fingers brushed his gloved hand. He didn't pull away. Instead, he watched you with those unblinking golden eyes, a gaze that usually felt piercing but tonight seemed strangely... attentive.
"Your hands are still cold," he noted.
Before you could respond, he knelt by your chair. It was a rare, humble gesture for the spider demon. He took both of your hands in his, his grip firm but surprisingly gentle. Through the white fabric of his gloves, you could feel a faint, unnatural heat—not the warmth of a human, but something more concentrated.
"Claude, you don't have to—"
"I am a butler," he interrupted smoothly, his thumbs tracing slow, deliberate circles over your knuckles. "Ensuring your comfort is my primary directive. To allow a guest of this manor to shiver would be a mark of gross incompetence."
He stayed like that for a long moment, the only sound the crackling of the fire. Every now and then, he would adjust his glasses with one hand, never letting go of yours with the other. There was no mockery in his silence tonight, no calculating edge. Just the quiet, methodical care of a demon who found a peculiar sort of satisfaction in the simple act of keeping you warm.
"Better?" he asked eventually, his voice barely above a whisper.
You nodded, a small smile tugging at your lips. Claude didn't smile back, but the slight inclination of his head and the way he lingered a second longer than necessary before standing told you everything you needed to know.
"Good," he said, smoothing the front of his waistcoat. "I shall bring more coal for the fire. Do not move. You are exactly where you ought to be."
Could you possibly do Claude x reader rivals to lovers? Not necessarily hostile but definitely not friends either at the start, sort of like how he and Lorenz are at first. Something about that slow build of trust that turns into love just sounds so cute.
This is a really cute idea, Anon 😄I like to think Claude would feel a little weird having a "rival", since he tries to get along with everyone. But something about how you like to beat him to it when answering questions or telling witty jokes makes him feel a bit...riled. He doesn't really know how to put it exactly.
The Golden Deer leader also gets frustrated when you notice he's being a bit secretive.
"You're up to something, aren't you?" You tell him one day in the courtyard, raising an eyebrow. "It better not put any of us in danger!"
"And who's to say it's going to involve any of you?" He'd snap back, becoming a bit irritated by how well you're able to read him.
"Ah-hah! So you are up to something!"
Claude sighs. "Ugh, you're just about as bad as Lorenz. Listen, just trust me that I know what I'm doing and that I'd appreciate it if no one interfered."
Rolling your eyes, you'd reply, " OK. But I won't be surprised if the Alliance gets word about needing a new successor."
"Believe me, I'm not ready to lose my life so soon."
Before leaving him be, you turn back and tell him, "I trust I have your word on that."
Since you two are both major history buffs, you catch each other sneaking away to Abyss to read anything "banned by Seteth" you can find. But you quickly learn you two like the same historical subjects and often argue about who found a book first.
"Not fair, Claude! You know I touched the book first!"
"Well, I think I got to it first, but let's agree to disagree." He waves the large tome, which features old letters from past Alliance leaders, in front of your glaring face.
"Claude!"
"Hey, hey, I don't want us to argue over a book, of all things! How about...we read it together?"
You blink. "Really? You'd like that?"
"Why not? What's wrong with it."
"Um, nothing really," you mutter. "I just wasn't expecting you to be so reasonable."
"Hey, when am I not trying to be fair?"
You pout. "Huh? Claude, you're the type who'd cheat at chess when you have the chance. I know you - you love to win, no matter what."
The lord's eyes widen. "Wow. It's kind of scary how you know that."
"Yeah, well, as your classmate and future subject, I have to keep an eye on you."
He shrugs. "Fine. But only if you catch up to my schemes."
"Hey!"
Like Claude, you also choose the bow as your weapon of choice. Nevertheless, you often become a bit flustered during practice when you see how talented he is at archery. He tends to get the highest scores with each session, and you sigh as you repeat your personal score in your head.
"You need to have steady fingers," you hear his voice interrupt your anxious thoughts one afternoon after practice.
"Come again?"
"When you release your arrow, you need to still have a firm grasp on the bow," the lord explains softly. "No worries. Just try it during tomorrow's practice. I can't have you dying on the field, pal."
You look away from his bright eyes. "Yeah, well, I don't need critiquing from you of all people. You're not the Professor." But then you smile. "But thank you, anyway."
"Anytime."
Neither of you would know how valuable that archery tip would be years later. When Claude is flying high above the battlefield during a skirmish with bandits, you are taking down enemies on the ground. Suddenly, you catch a glimpse of one bandit aiming his longbow at Claude, whose back is turned while fighting the bandits' rogue pegasus knights. You take a deep breath and position your bow at the bandit archer. "Steady fingers now," you whisper to yourself before releasing your arrow. Then, with ease, the archery goes down. You turn your head up to check on Claude, who seems to have witnessed how you saved him.
After the battle, he approaches once you return to Garreg Mach.
"Thank you," he smiles. "You saved me."
"Of course."
"Aw, you care!" He teases.
"I...I was just saving the Alliance Leader, is all!" You stammer, struggling to keep a stoic face.
"Yeah, yeah. Well, I promise to return the favor, if the need ever arises."
"...Thank you, Claude," you end up smiling back at him.
"This doesn't count as returning the favor, but let me treat you to dinner tonight."
"I..."
"Please?"
You nod, still smiling. "Fine. But like you said, it doesn't count, hee hee."
Please don't copy, steal, or feed my work to AI. Thank you!
Author's Note: This was really fun to write, so thank you again, Anon! 😀
I think I have a type; seeing how much I love Kaeya Alberich (my beloved) & Claude von Riegan
Ooh, two beautiful, flirty, clever men🥰. Honestly, both represent top-tier writing in their respective games. They're both secretive, but care about others so much. They're both conflicted with decisions, and they have brother troubles (sadly😥). And they're both royalty.
Kaeya seems to be the type who, once he falls in love, will be head over heels. He's loyal to a fault, despite his inner conflict about staying with Mondstadt or Khaenriah. You would always be in his thoughts, and he only wants the best for you. When he returns from his missions outside of Mondstadt, he gifts you souvenirs, which you happily place on your bedside table. Personally, I don't think he would ever be the type to be loose, despite some fanon ideas. He used to be the shy RagBro, and he still shows this throughout the story, as he often keeps to himself. But when you catch his eye (no pun intended), he tells himself he can't miss this chance to be with such a lovely person. He'll try to get over his shyness and flirt with you, melting as he watches you laugh. He debates with himself over if he should tell you about his past and his worries. For now, he will ignore those troubles and instead act as your Prince Charming.
Claude, on the other hand, is ambitious. He will never lose sight on his dream to unite the world and end discrimination. Therefore, he doesn't fall in love too quickly. But, if you are in the Golden Deer House and join his army in the war, he openly admires your dedication. "Hey, Team-Player! What's up?" he'll greet you every day. At first, he thinks you are a wonderful friend - intelligent, funny, caring. He respects these traits, which is why he feels bad about keeping some of his schemes a secret from you. If you ever discovered what he has had to do to accomplish his goals, he's afraid you'll be furious or concerned about his well-being. Therefore, he eventually, whether consciously or subconsciously, begins to be by your side more often. You keep him out of trouble, so to say. He defends you from incoming attacks in battle, and he consistently asks about your takes on certain historical events. You're so fascinating to him, and every moment together is a blast. After the war, he is convinced there is no one else who can rule by his side than you.
be prepared for the entirety of fodlan to envy you for dating dimitri and claude. actually, scratch that! add the entirety of almyra on top of that as well!
keeping a relationship with dimitri and claude ‘private’ or even ‘a secret’ is not in the cards for you! everyone will know they are your boyfriends, simply because all of fodlan's eyes are on them at all times
dimitri and claude try to shield you from the public as best as they can. they want you to have as much privacy as possible, but people will still stare at you or ask you about your relationship with the two boys the second they leave your side
dimitri and claude spend a lot of time with you as a throuple, but at the very least, they try to make sure you're never alone! if claude is going to almyra, you'll either accompany him or stick with dimitri for the time being. and the same goes when dimitri has to travel fodlan
dimitri and claude are both deadly protective of you! they'll play bodyguards for you, but they will probably get you your own retainer as well – someone they trust to keep you safe, not just some random person!
both of them have lost a lot, especially during the war. they want to make sure that they never lose you! and they'd do anything to keep you safe…
both claude and balthus are pretty flirty guys! especially balthus can't keep his mouth shut when he sees someone he considers good looking!
claude had his eyes on you before balthus even knew your name. it was physical attraction first for claude, but the more he got to know you, the more he wanted to be with you because of your personality!
balthus took notice of your good looks as well, but while claude had been playing the long game with you, balthus’ first interaction with you was already flirty!
claude usually isn't as bold and pushy when it comes to flirting, but with balthus trying to win your heart as well, claude knows he needs to change his strategy!
and claude is the smoother one of the two! he's so good at it that even balthus notices how easily claude flirts with you!
balthus wants to flirting advice from claude, but claude won't just give up such valuable info to his opponent!
if you chose balthus over claude, claude will accept your choice and move on! but if he has to lose, he at least wants to have tried everything in his power first to win your heart!
claude is a dom for sure! he loves to be in control, but for the right partner, he'll be persuaded into taking on a submissive role every once and again. especially if that means he gets to lay back while you ride him, he wouldn't mind that…
claude is someone who likes to please more than he's concerned about his own pleasure. he'll always get off one way or another, but the best part is making you crazy with pleasure and overwhelming you!
he's a tease and just like he knows some dirty tricks on the battlefield, he's got some dirty tricks up his sleeve in the bedroom as well. even more than when it comes to battle…
claude switches between being rough and going slow. he prefers it more rough and fast, but if going slow means he'll make you beg for more and you get all needy and desperate, then he'll happily go slow for his own entertainment!
he's a menace when it comes to dirty talk as well! he's constantly talking during sex, but even in public, he loves to lean in and whisper dirty things in your ear, which often leads to the two of you quickly finding a quiet place nearby for a quickie…
pairing: claude von riegan x gn!reader x lorenz hellman gloucester
tags: polyamorous relationship, wholesome fluff, teasing/banter between claude & lorenz, spoiling reader with gifts
while claude and lorenz often bicker with each other and tend to argue over the smallest things, their love for you is the one thing they can agree on!
both boys are infatuated with you and they can put aside their quarrels easily, as soon as you enter the scene!
especially claude is head over heels for you! lorenz is very open about his love for you, but while claude tries to downplay how much he likes you, it's painfully obvious that this man is madly in love with you!
it's certainly something lorenz teases claude about a lot! and it's just one more thing those two end up bickering about as soon as you turn away…
lorenz loves to spoil you, both during the time at the academy and during the war! he believes you deserve nice things, especially when the world around you is so miserable. he at least wants to put a smile on your lips from time to time…
claude is more restrained when it comes to spending money on you. sure, he's certainly not poor, but he's not the type to waste all his money on you all the time!
though whenever claude does make you a gift, it's a very thoughtful one – and usually a bit expensive! he'll gift you jewelry, so you'll have something that will last you forever – unlike the expensive chocolate lorenz buys you that hardly lasts for a week!
both of your boyfriends are very vocal about how much they love you, as well as physically affectionate! especially claude can never keep his hands off you, even in the company of others–
all your friends think the three of you are an adorable trio. sure, they'll roll their eyes amused when claude and lorenz blabber on about how much they love you, but they're all glad that you three make each other so happy…
Could you do office sex with claude? Love the way you write his character!
Ohh that's an intriguing one. Who let Claude be the boss of anything in a corporate setting is one question, but we don't have to sweat the particulars when there's smut to be had.
THAT SAID, can y'all believe this is the first smut fic I'm posting in like... actual months lmao. I needed to do a quick and simple drabble to get my brain working on writing again, I think- since the other things I'm working on are much longer fics that are taking a lot out of me. Anyway, I had fun with it, so hopefully it's a fun read :3
CWs for office romance and sort of fucking your boss!
Claude (FE3H) x Reader (AFAB)
Kink prompts list #5 - Office Sex
NSFW 18+
You're the last one still lingering at the office today- or, second-to-last, and you'd made sure of it. The door to Claude's newly bestowed and highly coveted corner office shuts quietly behind you as you enter and take stock of the place. It's still fairly sparse, with only his work laptop and a few essential files having been moved here from his old desk. He stands facing the window opposite from you, one hand in his pocket and the other holding the suit jacket slung over his shoulder. Those trousers and white dress shirt fit him almost too well, and it's impossible not to notice with him silhouetted against the lowering sun over the city outside. He glances back at you as you step toward his desk, but you're the one to speak first,
"Congrats on the promotion, Mr. Riegan," he doesn't miss the sarcasm in your tone, and it shows. His lips slant into a smile as he turns toward you, dropping the jacket across his chair on the way.
"You sound thrilled," he says as he rounds the desk toward you, "Let me guess- you were gunning for the position yourself."
"Maybe," you say with a shrug and a smile, "Though to be honest, I'm not sure I'd want to get bogged down in this department anyway. Been thinking of a transfer."
Claude's arms are crossed as he leans back against his desk. His posture is at-ease, relaxed, but you know him well enough to recognize the more serious tenor of his voice as he speaks.
"Seriously? First time I'm hearing about that. Care to fill me in?"
"Claude, in case you haven't realized it yet, this promotion technically makes you my boss," you're facing him, and frankly, closer than you should be- but you struggle to meet those brilliant green eyes as they silently pry at your defenses. You'd think you'd be used to it by now.
"On paper, sure," his hand trails around the small of your back, his arm at your waist tugging you towards him. You're between his legs and flush against his warm frame, and at last, you rally yourself and meet his gaze.
"So... we really shouldn't be doing this anymore. We shouldn't have been doing it to begin with," you sigh in your frustration, but despite your words, your heart is already racing at the feeling of his body near yours. At first, Claude doesn't respond. His arm holds you more firmly to him, and delicately, he brings his lips to the side of your neck. You feel them brush you gently, the heat of his breath seeming to sink beneath your skin and warm through your entire body.
"Do you want to stop?"
You know he means the question sincerely- he'd stop if you asked, you know this. But the low rumble of his voice and the graze of his lips is setting your heart pounding up through your chest, and your thoughts are so scrambled that your answer rushes past your lips before you can consider it,
"Of course not," your voice is soft but certain, and you feel Claude's lips smiling as he kisses down your throat.
"Good answer."
He stands upright and, without warning, turns you around to face his desk. His body presses to your back, and already you can feel the pressure of his hardening cock against your ass behind layers of clothing. You bite back your voice, not sure if you're holding in a gasp of surprise or a moan of pleasure. Soon, his hands are running up your hips and along your waist, and his lips are teasing the shell of your ear,
"How about this... I'll promise to behave during work hours, and you promise that you'll come see me after work any day you like so we can... review your performance."
"Claude..." you can't help the breathy, heated tone of your voice, and you find yourself arching your body against him, your hand coming to cradle his face while the other steadies you against his desk. His hands cup your breasts, savoring the feeling of them in his palms, and you know he can feel the way you're surrendering to him already.
"Don't ask for that transfer, Y/N," he murmurs as his hands fondle and caress you all over, "Please," there's a disarming sincerity in his voice for a moment, "You know as well as I do that I can't do this job without you. You're the only reason I've gotten this far- you're brilliant," he kisses the corner of your jaw, "and I need you."
It takes an agonizing extra few moments to put your thoughts together enough to respond. Your heart is fluttering erratically, and the rest of your body isn't making it any easier to think straight. His hands feel far too good holding you to him, adoring your curves while his cock twitches conspicuously against your ass.
"You... you really think you can behave during work?" you say at last, "The stakes are way higher if we get caught now."
"Hmm," he places a firmer kiss to the top of your neck, just below your ear, and you know he hears the stifled whimper that sneaks past your lips, "You know, come to think of it, I'm not sure. Will you have to punish me if I'm bad?"
You're about to tease him back- or at least try to -but then his teeth nip at your ear as one skillful hand travels down the front of your body, and whatever clever quip you'd had in mind evaporates. With his hips very subtly pressing his erect length against your body, he sneaks the hem of your skirt upward, his hand trailing up your leg along the way. You whine his name as his fingers dip between the plush softness of your thighs, stroking across your dampened panties.
"Damn, you're wet," he says in a heated whisper, "Maybe you're the one we have to worry about misbehaving."
"Damnit Claude, fuck me already," the words rush out without a thought, and now you find yourself pressing yourself back against him, your fingers dragging up the side of his neck and into thick brown hair. He utters a raw and lustful groan against your neck, and now his kisses are deeper, more forceful, and his fingers are rubbing against your clit from atop your soaked panties.
"That should be 'Mr. Riegan' now, shouldn't it? You said it before- I kinda liked it."
As he speaks now, he's unbuckling his belt and opening the front of his trousers. He pushes you forward gently, just a bit, and tugs your panties down your thighs. Before you can answer him, you feel the hot, stiff cock head press between your lower lips, and you let out a needy whimper.
"P- Please..." you arch yourself against him, spreading your legs wider, desperate to feel him enter you.
"Come on, you know what I want from you," you can hear his smirk in his voice, but where ordinarily you'd match his attitude with some of your own, right now you can't be bothered to fight back. He strokes the tip of his member along your slit, letting your overflowing arousal coat him as he rubs against your entrance, but refuses to give you what you need.
"Please, Mr. Riegan..!"
"That's it, good job Y/N," Claude groans once more as he begins to drive his length into you, his size stretching you around him as he pushes deeper and deeper until your lower body is flush against his hips. With an appreciative hum, he runs a hand over your backside, fondling and groping it against him, perhaps admiring where he can see your tight cunt clinging around the thick base of his cock. His hips sway just a little, rubbing himself into you in a way that makes your knees tremble. Then, his hand slaps against your ass- not hard enough to hurt, but certainly hard enough to enjoy watching the way it jiggles against him.
Slowly, he draws his hips back, then plunges back into you, forcing a gasping moan from your lips. He begins to buck his hips, quickly establishing a firm and steady rhythm that has you clinging to his desk. His hands at your hips guide you back against him with each thrust, ensuring that you feel every single inch of him as he fills your body and empties your thoughts; yet through the daze of pleasure, you manage to focus enough to hear him say,
"Mmgh, having my own office will be nice. Can't wait to spoil my favorite employee every single day..."
