brings back some of my old npc face doodles because HAPPY BIRTHDAY BLOODBORNE you still give me the best brainrot
i never did finalize my design for laurence even though he's my fav... maybe it's just him when younger + older? forever happy with how i drew ludwig tho
Warnings: Emotional sex, wall sex, p in v sex, size kink, cunnilingus
Notes: The smut chapter is finally here! Hope you enjoy! This is actually my first nsfw fic so please tell me what you think in the comments!
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You were perfect, in his eyes. And so, so cute. Small and cuddly. Alfred would've bet money that your body would be even more soft and wonderful than he had dreamed it was. He was nervous, honestly, but the way you sighed into him, and reciprocated his touch spurred him on further. To dig his hands deeper into your hips, and dare to slide his tongue down, down your throat.
He found himself consumed by you, but it not being enough- perhaps he was trying to prove something. His devotion to you, maybe. Alfred wasn't quite sure, drunk as he was, with you. Your body was warm under his touch, even through your clothes. He ran his hands up and down your torso, gently moving to stay and squeeze your breasts. A spark shot through to your core, and you gasped into his ear.
Alfred could've died right there. Right then and there, and he'd die happy.
But you needed him. And by God, you could have him. All of him.
Your heart beat was so fast, and got faster still as Alfred moved to take off one of his gauntlets, and shove his bare hand between your legs. He hadn't gone down your trousers just yet, choosing instead to massage your sex through your clothes.
His hand was so big.. and warm.. you clung desperately to him, hips stuttering a little with the firey desire blazing it's way through you. As the moments went on, you grew impatient, and decided to forcefully grab his hand and shove it down your trousers, where his fingers finally met your wet heat. You both moaned, Alfred burying his head in the crook of your neck.
But his hand didn't move, you whined at him, and try as you might you could not overpower him to force his fingers into your cunt. He panted, regretfully withdrawing his hands, despite your petulant protests. And by way of apology, peppered your neck with more kisses, telling you gently, "Patience, sweet hunter, let me savour you.."
He hooked his now free thumbs into your belt loop, and slowly sank to his knees before you, pulling your trousers and underwear down with him, and carefully guiding them off your feet.
Only when your lower half was fully bare did he dare to glance at you.
He sighed, oh he was so happy. Despite his own arousal twitching against the confines of his robes, this would suffice. He moved one hand under your knee, lifting your leg to rest on his shoulder, wasting no time in burying his face between your legs.
You shuddered, quietly crying out, resting one hand behind you on the wall to steady yourself, and your other unconsciously moving to tangle in his hand.
His mutton chops tickled your thighs, adding to the ever arching pleasure of his tongue working it's way into your pussy. He switched every once in a while, from tongue-fucking you, to sucking on your clit like a man starved. Drinking up your juices like they were an oasis in the middle of a desert. You were a panting, drooling, blushing mess above him, trying your best to tell him what a good job he was doing, but the only words you could manage to form were slurred and garbled.
He knew what you meant just fine, however. Looking up to see just how messy he'd made you, had his heart swelling with pride, and a desire to shield you from the dangers of the world.
Alfred stood up, kissing away your tears of overstimulation. One of his arms went under your bum to lift you into the air, and carefully press you against the wall even more. Suspended in air, the bulk of Alfred's body being your only support. Your legs were spread either side of him, and your pussy throbbed with need. Alfred guided your arms to rest around his broad shoulders, making sure you were secure before he hurriedly worked to pull his cock out from it's restrictions.
He shivered when the cold air of the night hit it, but he knew soon he'd be buried in the tight, warm of that wondrous organ between your thighs.
The head of his cock pressed between your lips, and he swallowed your moan with a kiss as he slowly pushed in.
He was larger than average, and thick. A cock to match his build, it filled you so perfectly, brushing against all the right spots as he thrusted in and out of you.
There was something so tender about it, the way he held you, the way he whispered how much he loved you into your ear, the way you felt fit to burst with him inside you. It was wonderful.
This continued for a lovely while, until you both felt the familiar ride of pleasure come to a awestopping high. You lower abdominal muscle clenched, as did your walls around Alfred's cock. You couldn't keep from yelping, as you finally came, quivering around him, the orgasm high riding it's way off in desperate waves.
Alfred wasn't far behind you, his thrusts gotore erratic, losing their rhythm slightly. Finally, he came too, shooting hot sticking cum deep inside of you. He groaned into your neck as he did so, needing a few moments longer to come down from his own high.
He stayed inside of you, making no move to remove his cock. That was fine with you. You conceded that you both probably needed more time to simply.. be. Be with eachother, before you could go off into the night.
Together, though. You'd both always be together now. Whatever terrors the hunt would throw your way, you'd face them as one. Alfred stared at you with such love in his eyes, it was overwhelming, and you had to hide youd face in his shoulder to escape it.
He was going to marry you. Obviously- and not just because of the sex, but because he couldn't bare the possibility of going on in this world, without fully devoting himself to you. Oh, he'd been such an idiot not to realise earlier. The signs were there! He was too caught up in his mission to pay attention. He vowed to never miss anything from you ever again.
Now though, his heart burst with his love for you. He wondered what your children might look like, what your grandchildren might be like. Alfred couldn't wait to spend his life with you. A proper life. Somewhere safe. Away from the hunts and beasthood of Yharnam, he'd decided. He find you a haven, even if he had to trek the entire earth and back.
I am so thankful I went into bloodborne completely blind when I first played it. Even after all this time I still remember how Alfred's quest ending hit me like a truck,,I was not . expecting that!!!!
