Friend?
Summary: Locked away in the cellar of your fiancé's tower sits a chained up lonely creature who just wants a friend.
Pairing: The Creature (Adam Frankenstein) x fem! reader, Victor Frankenstein x fem! reader
Warnings/ Tags: Victor being mean/ abusive to the Creature, a lot of smut, p in v sex, oral (fem receiving), Victor being a shit fiancé, reader refers to the Creature as Adam, lots of fluff
Word Count: 2.7k
A/N: Hi! This is my first fic in over 5 years that I've written and my first smut fic ever! I'm hoping to get back into writing fanfiction so if anyone has suggestion let me know :)
A bright light flashed in the room. Your moans and the sound of flesh slapping against each other was drowned out by the sound of thunder and lightning. Victor had you on your hands and knees facing the cold dark room as he took you from behind. His thrusts were erratic and fast, his own satisfaction being his sole goal.
But as you stared into the darken abyss of Victor’s room you spot a dark pair of eyes watching you. Lightning flashed once more. You could see more of it...of him. Grey skin stitched together. Loose bandages covering his groin and hands. He was incredibly tall yet looked timid and his eyes glistened with curiosity. You gasped as you made eye contact with him. You reached a hand out towards him. He leaned forward slightly raising his own hand as if wanting to connect with you despite being on the opposite end of the room.
Victor groaned loudly as he emptied himself inside of you. You winced as he gave your ass a slap before removing himself. You searched the darkness to find those dark eyes once more, but they had vanished.
“You were quite excellent this evening I must say my dear,” Victor spoke as he tossed a cloth at you before making his way under the covers. You wiped yourself clean with the cloth still tender and sore from the night’s activities. Victor was never a gentle lover but as long as he promised to marry you and start a family you didn’t mind.
You crawled over to Victor who had his arms stretched. The room was freezing. Victor’s body heat and the silk covers were a welcome warmth. He kissed your forehead and held you tightly. Rain continued to patter against the window.
“I thought I saw something in the dark,” you said turning your head up to look at Victor. Victor smiled, “You must be seeing things my dear. You’re safe with me.”
“He had dark eyes and pale skin...and he was watching me,” you whispered. Victor laughed, “It is locked away and cannot get near my bride. I think perhaps the light is playing tricks on you.” You sighed at his response. “It’s best you get some sleep, William is visiting tomorrow with promises of new bodies.”
You closed your eyes and attempted to drift off. The image of those beautiful dark eyes still in your mind. Victor slept soundly and deeply as he gently snored. You sat up slowly as not to awaken your fiancé. The eyes were still nowhere to be seen. But you knew exactly where you might find them.
-
Wearing your lacy nightgown and flowy silk robe, you made your way down the gothic staircase, candlestick in one hand to provide light.
You made your way down into the cellar. It was dark and damp from the rain. You heard something splash in the water. And there he was. He stood up as if to greet you, walking over to you but the chains could only take him so far. You made your way closer to him until you were but a foot from where he stood.
“Vi...Vi-Victor,” he spoke, his voice deep and almost pained. You shook your head and reached your hand toward him. He copied you and interlocked your fingers. You studied the scars all long his body until you reached his face. He was staring back at you almost examining you but not as Victor would when he wanted something from you, the creature looked at you with curiosity and adoration. You walked him over to the stone slab his chains were connected to and sat down with him.
“Were you watching me in the dark?” you asked gently. The creature moved his gaze to the flowing water below him. You placed a finger under his chin moving his head to look back at you.
“I bet you get lonely down here, don’t you?” the creature nodded slightly. He understood you. “I get lonely sometimes too,” you continued. The creature had a saddened look on his face. Although he was confined to the dark cellar, the idea of this beauty that sat before him ever being lonely or sad hurt more than any lashing Victor had given him.
“Perhaps we could be friends? Then neither of us would be so lonely,” you smiled at him causing the corners of his mouth to twitch upwards in his own sweet smile. “Fr-fff-fr-friends?” His reply made you even happier which in turn made him happier.
“Yes friends. But I must go now friend. If Victor finds me here, I worry what he’ll do to you.” You stood and grabbed your candlestick. The creature looked saddened by your sudden need to leave. “Victor,” he grumbled. It broke your heart to leave him so soon.
“Perhaps I could give you a hug before I go friend?” you suggested. The creature stared up at you. You placed the candlestick back down before leaning down and embracing him. The creature felt a new sensation in his stomach. It was as if leaves were jostling around in there almost like butterflies. He inhaled your scent and wrapped his arms around you wishing you’d never let go so that he may never have to leave your warmth. The hug was comforting. You could feel every scar and stitch on his body which only made you admire him more.
You reluctantly pulled away knowing Victor will be up soon enough. You gave the creature a soft kiss on the cheek. “I’ll visit you soon friend,” you whispered as you grabbed the candlestick and made your way back into the main tower.
The creature placed a hand to where you had kissed him. Blood rushed to his cheeks making them feel warm. There was a warm feeling in his entire body, a stark contrast to the cold damp of the cellar. He whispered your name to himself as he rubbed his cheek where your lips once were. He’d heard Victor calling your name which would often echo throughout the tower.
-
As many nights as you could you’d sneak down into the cellar to see him. You’d do your best to teach him new words. He found it difficult at first but seeing how delighted it made you made him try as hard as he could even practicing by himself during the daytime. Other times you’d just rant to him about your day or your growing frustrations with Victor. The creature didn’t mind though he loved the sound of your voice and especially loved the goodbye kiss you’d always give him.
One night you came down sobbing. You ran into the creature’s arms and nuzzled your face into his bare chest. He held you as you cried.
“Wh-what wrong?” he asked concerned for you. You looked up at him teary eyed, “it’s just Victor...he got frustrated with his project and took it out on me.” The creature noticed the red mark on your right cheek which will no doubt bruise. He felt the rage build up inside looking over at the cellar entrance. He roared and pulled at his chains. How dare Victor hurt you.
“Adam please! You must keep silent or he will come down here and punish you too,” you whimpered as you attempted to pull at his arm to sit him down. Adam obeyed but only so that he may comfort you. He wrapped his arms around you as you nuzzled into him. “Mad,” he muttered as he held you. You turned your head to look up at him. His rough callused hand cupped your cheek, his thumb running over the bruised skin. You smiled at his caring touch.
“I love you,” you whispered. His gaze connected with yours. “Love?” he whispered back. You nodded your head. Adam smiled. He didn’t fully understand what the word meant but it sounded like the nicest word to describe how he felt when he was with you.
“Can I kiss you?” you asked. Adam nodded thinking you were about to give him his goodbye kiss. You leaned towards him until your lips connected. Adam’s lips were dry and cold, but the kiss was perfect. Adam felt his heart beat faster with what he could now only describe as “love.”
The sound of Victor yelling out your name echoed in the cellar. You turned to face the cellar’s entrance. Victor stood there with a metal bar in one hand and gasoline in the other. You stood blocking Victor’s view of Adam.
“Please don’t hurt him,” you begged, tears welling up in your eyes once again. Victor ignored you, shoving you out of the way to get to Adam. Adam roared at his creator as you fell onto the concrete floor. Victor beat him with the bar over and over.
“Never. Lay. A. Hand. On. My. Woman. Ever,” Victor barked hitting Adam harder with each word.
“Victor please!” you cried. “Silence!” he yelled, his voice echoing through the cellar. “This is a monster,” Victor growled pointing the sharp end of the bar at Adam. Adam’s gaze was firmly on the floor, ashamed. “Adam,” you sobbed. He lifted his gaze to meet yours, eyes full of tears.
“You gave this thing a name?” Victor roared. He hit the creature five more times before you jumped on Victor’s back in an attempt to stop him. Victor threw you off causing your head to hit the stone floor. Before Adam could react, Victor had pushed the metal bar through Adam’s chains, locking him in place. Inhuman screams came from the creature as he pulled at the bar. Victor began pouring the gasoline all around the monster. You lay still unconscious on the floor, unmoving.
“Say one word. One word. Don’t think I haven’t heard you two down here at night because I have. I know you can speak. You’ll speak to her, but you won’t speak to me? Huh? Your creator? Huh?” Victor raises his voice. Adam does not respond only glares at Victor as he picks you up and slings your body over his shoulder. He begins walking towards the exit. Adam calls your name. Victor pauses. Adam calls for you once more. Victor ignores him and carries your body out of the cellar.
-
The fire crackled providing both warmth and light to your dark cold room. You sat at your desk writing to your sister, detailing the dread you felt of still having to marry Victor. Victor was away working in his new lab, leaving you alone in your soon to be home. You paused writing as you heard a creaking of the floorboards behind you. You turned to face the cause of the sound.
And there he was. Your Adam. His hair had grown, and he wore a thick jacket made of wolf skin. He stood tall, almost proud. You stared at him a moment, not fully comprehending that your friend whom you presumed dead was standing before you.
“Adam?” you whispered. He gave you a crooked smile. You jumped out of your seat and embraced him. He held you tightly. You looked up at him and held his face in both hands. Eyes filled with tears.
“I just can’t believe you’re here! And your hair! I just can’t bel-” Adam cut you off with a passionate kiss. You melted into the kiss allowing your eyes to close as Adam held you. His lips were warm, soft and comforting. He pulled away tucking a piece of hair that had fallen in front of your face behind your ear. Adam rested his forehead against yours.
“I love you,” he whispered, gazing into your eyes. You smiled tears still in your eyes, “I love you too Adam.” He smiled back at you.
Adam glanced behind you at your bed. “I want to do something with you,” his voice was deep and raspy. Adam placed both his hands on your shoulders and pushed your silk robe off your shoulders allowing it to fall to the ground. You were left in just your lace nightgown. Adam shoved his own covering and kicked off his leather boots. Leaving him in his tunic and trousers. He sweeped you off your feet and carried you bridal style to the bed.
He gently lay you down and began pushing the skirt of your nightgown up. You helped him push it over your head and threw it onto the floor. Adam’s hungry eyes scanned your body, taking all your naked beauty in. You felt shy under his gaze. You’d been naked plenty of time with Victor sure, but this felt different. It felt for the first time, intimate.
“Beautiful,” Adam spoke before leaning down to kiss your lips once more. He then kissed both your cheeks before trailing kisses down your neck paying special attention to your breasts. He licked and gently sucked on your nipples causing you to moan. He gave them a gentle squeeze before continuing his journey kissing down your stomach further finally stopping between your thighs. Adam looked up at you with his dark doe eyes as if silently asking for consent. He wrapped both arms on either side of your thighs before placing his mouth right between them. You moaned his name loudly as he sucked on your clit. His head shot back up to look at you concerned.
“Are you hurt?” he asked in a worried tone. You frantically shook your head, “No. Please keep going.”
Adam smiled at you before continuing to give his full attention to your most sensitive area. He licked and flicked his tongue on your clit. Your moans only grew louder as they echoed through the empty hallway. Adam had to hold your legs still as you wriggled around in pure pleasure. He added two fingers inside of you thrusting them in and out adding to your already growing pleasure.
“Oh Adam, I’m going to- Oh!” you moaned as you came all over his tongue and finger. He licked every last drop you gave him. Adam looked up at you grinning like an idiot with both his soaked finger in his mouth, chin still covered in your wetness.
“Where’d you learn how to do that?” you giggled. “I read lots of books,” Adam replied making his way back up to you and kissing you. You could taste yourself on his lips.
“We’ll have to take this off,” you said tugging at his tunic. Adam obliged sitting back and taking the rest of his clothes off. You smiled at him admiring body, a body he grew to loathe, “Beautiful.”
Adam placed his forehead against yours. You could feel him rock hard against your leg. He guided himself into you slipping in slowly, inch by inch. He stretched your walls out with his size. Adam grunted as he was fully inside you.
“You ok?” Adam asked concerned. He was certainly big, but he stretched you out perfectly. “Yes,” you whispered. Keeping eye contact with you Adam began slowly moving his hips and thrusting into you.
“Faster,” you moaned and Adam happily obliged. He began a steady fast pace moaning and groaning with you. His thrust became deeper as he got closer. You wrapped your legs around him to take more of him in. Adam let out an animalistic roar as he finished inside of you. He collapsed on top of you panting. You caressed his head as he snuzzled his face into your neck.
“That was amazing,” you stated. You could feel Adam smile against your neck. You turned your head to face him giving him a gentle kiss. He cupped your face and dragged his thumb gently against your cheek.
“I missed you,” Adam confessed. “I missed you too. I missed our conversations, even if they were a bit one sided.” Adam let out a small laugh.
Adam rose from the bed and grabbed a small towel that was hanging off the end of the bed frame. He gently cleaned you before wiping himself off and rejoining you under the covers. You lay your head on his chest and drifted off as Adam rubbed your back.
And for that brief, blissful moment, the world and the creature were at peace.
