tagging: @rc-catalog and @agattthaa who has been waiting for this all day lol
synopsis: something bout you makes me wanna do things that I shouldn’t
tw: cursing, oral (fem!receiving), hate sex, rated M
wc: 2k
Audrey’s heart is still pounding from the encounter in the garden, though now she can’t tell if it was from the adrenaline of fear or the way Cassiel had held her so tightly to his chest. It made her feel like he could shield her from the world if he wanted to. She crosses her arms over herself, trying to ignore the lingering warmth of his touch.
“I’ll call the police if we need help,” she says, her voice steadier than she felt. Her eyes flicked to the hallway, but her body stays frozen in place. She didn’t want him to go down there alone. Not because she cared. God, she didn’t care. She couldn’t care. But just because she hated him didn’t mean she wanted him to die.
Cassiel exhales sharply, the sound more irritated than concerned. He reaches for her, clearly intending to shove her out of the way. But she twists just enough that his fingers brush her elbow instead.
“What are you doing?!” she hisses, her whisper more indignant than quiet.
“I don’t have time for this,” he snaps, voice low and rough. He surges forward, catching her around the waist with a strength that should have frightened her but instead sends a hot jolt of something else straight through her.
She lets out a strangled yelp as he half-drags, half-lifts her into her bedroom. The door slams shut behind them, cutting off the rest of the world.
“Let go of me!” she growls, trying to push him away. But he had her up against the wall in an instant, her wrists pinned high above her head. She’s panting now, her chest heaving, eyes locked on his with blistering fury.
“Stop fighting me!” he says through gritted teeth. His voice was close, far too close.
“I was trying to help you!”
“Do you think I need your help? You’re just a m-” He cuts himself off, clenching his jaw in frustration.
“A what? I’m just a what?” She strains against his grip but of course he’s immovable. His face is far closer than she would normally allow. His eyes burn with anger and she’s sure hers are the same. Her lips part, but no sound comes out before he crashes his mouth down onto hers.
It wasn’t gentle. It wasn’t sweet. It was a kiss born of frustration and fury and nights of pretending not to look when the other wasn’t watching. His lips are rough against hers, unforgiving, and her body responds before her mind can stop it. She arches into him, the wall digging into her back as his body is pressed flush against hers, infuriatingly solid.
With her wrists still pinned, she can’t shove him away, not that she was trying anymore. She pushes herself into him as her mouth met his with equal intensity. Her anger melted into something else, something darker and far more dangerous.
Cassiel finally pulls back, just enough to breathe. His forehead rests against hers, their ragged exhales mingling in the charged silence.
“This doesn’t mean I like you.” Audrey says breathlessly.
His lips twitches, a ghost of a smirk. “Good. Because I still think you’re a pain in the ass.”
And then she was kissing him again, this time more deliberate, more devastating. He lets go of her wrists to grip her hips. She uses her new found freedom to undress him, her fingers fumbling with the buttons of his shirt as if daring him to stop her.
He doesn’t.
The crisp white fabric falls to the floor. His tie follows as well. She lets her hands wander the muscles of his upper body as he starts to undo her blouse. After a few seconds of struggling, he tears the fabric apart, buttons flying everywhere. She gasps into the kiss.
“You’ll have to explain that to David.” She teases but he only rolls his eyes.
“This works better if you don’t talk.” He mumbles, tugging the fabric off her shoulders and leaving her in a black bra. She reaches back to unclip her bra before he ruins it like her blouse. Meanwhile, his fingers are already working the clasp of her skirt.
When she’s left in her black panties, he pulls away to shamelessly glance over her figure. He stares at her breasts, mesmerized. Audrey raises an eyebrow, ready to mock him until his large hand covers her mouth.
“Don’t say something stupid.” He chides. She rolls her eyes, reaching for the button of his pants. He takes the obedience as a sign to uncover her mouth. His hand doesn’t stray far, resting heavily at the base of her throat. Cassiel’s face lowers to take one of her hard nipples into his mouth. He uses his teeth to make her whimper in pain before soothing the bite with his hot tongue.
He reaches into her panties, making a noise of approval when he realizes how wet she is. She doesn’t bother pushing his pants down, reaching down to slowly stroke his hard cock. Cassiel shudders under her touch.
“Do you like that?” Her voice drips with mocking and he releases her nipple to glare at her.
“You are so fucking stupid.” Oddly enough, the insult doesn’t bother her. It only makes her grin wider. He rolls his eyes and pushes a thick finger into her. He pulls it out just as quick, rubbing slow circles against her clit. She takes a sharp intake of breath. Cassiel snickers in response as he slowly kisses his way down her body, leaving dark hickies in his wake.
When he’s kneeling in front of her, tugging down her underwear her with his teeth, the realization of what he’s about to do fully dawns on her. Her hands rest on his broad shoulders, gripping tight enough to dig her nails in. The feeling doesn’t even seem to bother him. He lets her underwear pool at her ankles, hand running up her calf.
Her breaths are shallow as she watches his movements with anticipation. Audrey leans back against the wall to steady herself as she feels his hot breath against her core. She’s still not ready for the feeling of his mouth practically devouring her. She tosses her head back, letting a breathy moan out as he circles her clit with his tongue. His movements are painfully precise.
“Oh f-fuck. Here I was th-thinking you were a virgin.” He growls, nails digging into her soft thighs in warning. The pain mixes with her pleasure deliciously. It seems to spur him on, as he suckles on her like he’s drinking the sweetest honey. Her toes curl at the pleasure shooting through her.
“God…” She whines as he starts moving faster. His hand comes up to grip her hip, pushing it back to keep her in place. He flattens his tongue, hitting every point that makes her moan loudly. The sounds she’s making are so obscene it makes him chuckle against her. Annoyance rises in her chest.
“Oh I hope you fucking choke!” She can barely get the words out before he practically slams two thick fingers in her. Audrey nearly doubles over but his arm raises, resting in between her breasts and keeping her firmly pinned to the wall as he pumps his fingers. All coherent thought leaves her brain as her orgasm starts to build. All it takes is a few more intense circles of his tongue on her clit and euphoria takes hold.
She could swear she sees God the way pleasure envelops her, shooting through every bone in her body. Cassiel keeps going, only reluctantly pulling his mouth off her when she whines from overstimulation.
He stands to press his lips against hers in another bruising kiss. It’s still full of heat, and she can taste herself on his lips, but she can tell some of the anger has fallen away.
“Can you take another one?” His voice is surprisingly soft. She merely smirks in response.
“Depends. Have you cum in your pants yet?” He rolls his eyes, jaw clenching.
When he pushes his boxers down, the smile instantly falls from her face. She had gotten a handful before but it hadn’t nearly done him justice. If it hadn’t been for the previous orgasm, it definitely wouldn’t have fit.
He grips her thigh and tugs it up. She complies for once, hooking it around him and pulling him closer. Once again her hands run up and down the muscles of his body shamelessly. It’s a helpful distraction from the nearly painful stretch of his cock. Audrey whimpers slightly and he pats her thigh as he slowly slides in. He pauses halfway in, locking eyes with her.
“You alright?” It’s a hushed whisper against her ear and her hummed response is all he needs to push in all the way.
She lets out a breath she hadn’t known she was holding, clinging onto Cassiel’s body. He slowly fucks her at first but after he hears a breathy moan of pleasure, he lets go.
He’s pounding into her hard, so hard she fears they might break through the wall. Though, she doubts that would deter him. He grabs at her ass to steady himself. Each thrust hits so perfectly inside her that she sees stars.
“You know how long I’ve been dreaming about this?” He growls into her ear, “Every fucking time I see you, I picture you like this. Fucking you so hard you finally shut that pretty mouth up.” His hand tangles into her hair, tugging at the base of the strands so she looks up at him.
She can’t manage her signature cocky smirk, eyes practically rolling back as the pleasure shoots through her everytime he bottoms out.
“Cat got your tongue?” He teases, sucking a dark hickey on her neck she’ll never have enough concealer for.
“Fucking hate you.” She manages to spit out. Cassiel simply smirks, fucking her even harder. His movements were fierce, fueled with pure desperation. She dug her nails into his biceps, moaning desperately as her orgasm builds.
She only manages to hold on for a few more thrusts before she’s once again blinded by pleasure. His hand clamps over her mouth once again, likely to prevent the way she’s practically screaming. Cassiel can’t seem to hold on past the feeling of her clenching and fluttering, moaning into her hair as he spills into her, his cum hot inside her.
They both stand there for a moment, panting and covered in a sheen of sweat before Cassiel lowers her leg, slowly pulling out of her. Audrey barely manages to stand on her own but she refuses to look like that was the best sex of her life.
“Well…I’m gonna go.” Cassiel is quick to tug on his pants, averting his eyes from her as she pulls on her robe. He hesitates at the door for just a moment.
“See you around.” Her voice carries a hint of mocking, and she doesn’t miss his scowl as he leaves the room with his shirt in his hands.
Audrey tugs at the itchy turtleneck as she walks into the kitchen. She doesn’t pay much note to David and Raphael as she starts the coffee machine, but once the brew begins she finally catches their strange looks. David looks oddly pleased, while Raphaels cheeks are tinted red and he can’t quite meet her eyes.
“What is it?” She asks and David’s smirk grows.
“Just as an FYI? The bedrooms aren’t soundproofed.” She stiffens slightly before casting David a reproaching look.
“Bite me.”
“Oh I believe our knight took care of that issue.”
I’m glad so many people from TikTok liked this animation (also cursing me lol). I made this animation because I felt all the LIs’ reactions towards Audrey’s death were too mild. I’m sure Elena is saving it for HS3 future update. Anyway, despite not being Turkish, I found the translation of this song and bawled. My head immediately thought abou Cassiel and then I spent 5 days to draw and 2 days to animate and edit this video 😂🫡
