Top 10 fav alcina fics shoot!!!! With links pls hehe🤍 loveya
Hiiiii!! Sorry this took literally two months to reply to! But here is my list!! Its not in any particular order! (Also I def put WAY more than 10 lmaoo)
Open Your Eyes by the wonderfully talented @thinkiwasbornblue (and their other fic, A Thousand Times!!!)
White Lies by @vampiric-touch (and literally everything else they've written their fics are SO damn good)
Dimitrescu Books by the amazing @ghost-n-butteredtoast
Find Every Aperture by @atrophytohell (they also have SO many amazing fics, too)
Heartwood by The_Vampiress (idk if they have a Tumblr i couldn't find it but if you do! Tag yourself!!! Hehe)
Oh, To Be The Lady's by Buckets_Of_Stars
The Love of Lady Dimitrescu x Female || One-Shots by InfiniteWriter7
Miami Powder Was Never Sweet by @gabbysanerd
Sip and Savor by @thekalzone
Heart A-Starboard /You Leap, I Leap by @demonofpuns (and their other fics!)
Earl Grey by @ghostedpast
A Million Girls Would Kill for This Job @basicallyinstinctive
Constellations For You by Kazu2606
Falling Grace by @niceminipotato
House Dimitrescu: A Burlesque Romance by @katdemedi
Summary: Alcina and the girls take care of business. After that, they dive head first into planning your birthday party!
Warnings: 18+ minors DNI.
Tags: Some fluff, a little angst and things start to heat up at the end!
Notes: Part 27! Oh heyyyy! Long time no see!! I was lowkey stuck on the fact that this chapter was a little "shorter" than my usual ones, but at this point, fuck the word count I need this out of my drafts lmao so lets just pretend this chapter hasn't been sitting in my drafts 90% finished for almost six fucking months😭😅
But I come bearing gifts! Aka some smut, Dimi daughter shenanigan's and the like!
Life update: my baby isn't such a baby anymore, he's officially in his toddler-hood and GOOD GOD let me tell you, toddlers are not for the weak😂😂 (Little shit head-butted me in the face on purpose yesterday lmfao)
Here's to hoping it doesn't take me almost another year to update!
For the record, I will NEVER abandon this fic, no matter how long I go between updates💕
Click here for the rest of the series
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Alexi walks through the halls of the castle, stumbling a bit every so often. The winding halls can be confusing for some of the more seasoned staff, no less someone who has never stepped foot into the castle before. He finds himself helplessly lost, turning down random halls trying to get back to the ballroom.
Giggles in the distance seem to follow him and in a panic, he starts to run. The sound grows closer and soon he hears a buzzing that grows louder and louder. Turning a corner, a swarm of flies appears and he shouts and begins to flail, trying to swat the swarm away.
Just as quickly as it appeared, the swarm dissipates and standing in front of him is one of the Countesses' daughters, the one with red hair. In her arms is a porcelain doll in a tattered wedding dress and his heart nearly stops in his chest. The girl’s face is covered in blood and she has a crazed look in her eyes.
“Well, well, well, what do we have here, Angie? A stray?” Daniela says.
“I’ll say!” Angie says as she floats out of Daniela’s arm and Alexi gasps and recoils at the sentient doll.
“Guests aren’t permitted to wander around the castle. Mother would be quite disappointed to hear that one of her guests broke the rules!” Daniela says with a cackle.
“Get him! Get him! Send him to the dungeons!” Angie screeches.
Daniela pulls out her sickle and Alexi freezes. He drops to his knees in front of her and bows down.
“Please, don’t hurt me! I’m so sorry! I - I was talking to Y/n, and then Al - I mean - the Countess, she came and told me to leave. I was just trying to make my way back but I got lost! I’m so sorry!” He says as tears well up in his eyes.
“You were talking to Y/n?” Daniela asks, drawing back her sickle.
“Yes! She’s my best friend, we were just catching up!”
Daniela rests her sickle under Alexi’s chin and raises his gaze up to hers.
The excitement on her face disappears to a look of annoyance and she lets out a huff of frustration.
“Ugh! You’re that man-thing she was telling us about. Damnit!” She says with a whine, pulling the sickle away and stomping her foot on the floor. “I was really looking forward to another hunt.”
“Oh come on!” Angie whines. “Let’s hunt him anyway!”
“Angie, we can’t. Mother and Y/n will be so mad if we hurt her one friend.”
“No fun!”
“What are you even doing over here?” Daniela asks Alexi.
“I was looking for the ballroom but I got lost. Could you - do you mind giving me directions back?”
A look crosses Daniela’s face and her smile stretches into a grin that makes the hair on the back of Alexi’s neck stand up.
“Of course, man-thing!”
“If you go back that way and make a left -” Angie begins, giving him directions to the cellar.
“Angie, no! Silly doll. Actually, I believe that Y/n and mother are looking for you. They’re in my mother’s chambers.” Daniela says and begins to give Alexi directions to her mothers room. “Just walk right in when you get there. They’ll be expecting you so there’s no need to knock!”
“Oh,” Alexi says, confused, but relieved that he isn’t going to die. “Thank you so much!”
“Anytime! Good luck!”
“Wait, what -”
Daniela grabs Angie and they swarm away before Alexi can finish his sentence. He does his best to recall the directions Daniela gave him and starts making his way to the other side of the castle.
-
Alcina kissed you the entire way to her chambers. Peppering her lips across your chest, neck and face. Before you know it, you feel the world tilt and the softness of her comforter against your back.
One of her hands rests on your hip while the other one is supporting her weight as she hovers over you. She kisses you deeply and you have both of your hands in her silky hair, pulling her into you.
“Oh, draga.” She mumbles. “You are so, so beautiful.”
Her tongue dances around yours and your head swims with lust. The hand on your hip tightens its grip and you can’t help but arch your back into her.
“That’s it, darling.” She purrs. “So beautiful, and all mine.”
“All yours.” You pant into her lips.
You spread your legs beneath her, bracketing her hips as best you can and trying to grind up into her. Alcina chuckles into your mouth and you let out a whine.
“Alci, please.”
“Please what?” She teases. The hand on your hip slides down to the inside of your thigh and she stills her movement.
“Please touch me.”
“Good girl.”
Alcina’s hand travels further up and cups your soaked panties. She purrs with content when she feels how worked up you already are. Her fingers expertly circle your clit through your underwear and you arch your back and moan into her mouth.
“Please.” You whimper. “I need you.”
Alcina growls and moves your panties to the side. She drags her fingers through your soaked folds, covering them in your slick before plunging two of them into you.
“Oh fuck!” You cry.
Almost immediately, she curls her fingers in a “come hither” motion and your eyes roll to the back of your head. Letting out a purr of contentment, Alcina sets a steady pace and your hips immediately rock into her as they follow her movements.
Maybe it was the alcohol, or how turned on you get when Alcina gets possessive, but whatever the reason, you’re close to the edge fast. Alcina knows this and her thumb gently circles your clit, making you cry out.
“That’s it, draga. Just like that.” She says as she thrusts. “Good girl, I love when you fall apart so quickly for me.”
“A-alcina! Oh fuck, right there!” You whine. “Fuck, you’re gonna make me cum.”
Each thrust of Alcina’s thick fingers and every curl hit that spot deep inside your cunt that sends electricity up your spine. The pleasure mounts faster and faster and you feel like you’re about to fall over the edge.
The wet sounds from your cunt just spur Alcina on, she increases her pace, eager to feel you spill your juices around her fingers and to watch you as you’re overcome with pleasure.
“Good girl, come for me, draga. Let go.”
“Oh, oh! Oh fuck, yes! I - I’m so close, I’m gonna -”
“Come for me.”
With a few more perfect thrusts your body tenses up and your back arches. Alcina continues to fuck you as you squeeze around her fingers.
“Oh FUCK!” You scream as you fall over the edge.
With your eyes rolled into the back of your head, Alcina keeps her thrusts steady as she fucks you through your orgasm. Your walls relax around her, your orgasm soaking her hand.
Pleasure completely takes you over and you swear your black out for a few seconds as Alcina takes you down. Just as you start to tremble in overstimulation, Alcina slows her pace and gently removes her fingers from you.
As you come back to yourself, your eyes flutter and you open them, looking up at Alcina - who is licking her fingers clean with a satisfied smile on her lips.
Lifting yourself up, you launch yourself at Alcina, wrapping your arms around her neck and pulling her into a deep kiss. Alcina’s chuckle quickly dissolves into a growl when you bite her lower lip as you kiss her. Adjusting herself on the bed, she sits up against the headboard with you straddling her lap as the two of you continue to makeout. Her grip on you tightens as her possessiveness grows and she feels an itch in her fangs.
Kissing down your jaw to your neck, Alcina can feel her dragon stirring in its cage, eager to claim you. She knows she can’t truly “mark” you because you’re human, but the instinct to bite you is still there.
Still in your post-orgasmic haze, your eyes roll as you feel her nip at your neck.
“Do it.” You whisper.
Alcina whimpers in response as she fights the urge to bite you. She’s still so scared she’s going to hurt you.
“Please. I need you to claim me. Make me yours.”
Trembling, Alcina pulls away and looks into your half-lidded eyes.
“Are you sure?”
“Yes. Bite me.”
A snarl rips itself from Alcina’s throat and she holds you close as she bites into your neck.
-
Alexi stumbles his way through the castle, finally finding the ornate doors that signal the Countesses’ chambers. To his surprise, the door wasn’t closed all the way. He can hear the two of you in the room, but can’t make out what you’re saying. As he gets closer, he hears a snarl and his heart skips a beat. The next thing he hears is a whimper of pain and it immediately registers in his mind that the noise came from you.
Throwing open the door, Alexi sees you sitting in the Countesses’ lap, and the Countess with her teeth buried in your neck.
Alcina’s eyes snap up to Alexi and she releases your neck. She has blood covering her mouth and chin and Alexi lets out a gasp of shock.
“GET. OUT!” Alcina roars.
Turning, you see Alexi standing in the doorway, frozen in fear and you let out a gasp.
“Stupid man-thing! You won’t live long! Even if you run!” Alcina shouts as she goes to move you off of her lap.
“NO!” You shout, grabbing Alcina’s face and trying to get her to look at you. Her stare won’t leave Alexi and you shout at him. “Get out!”
Alexi snaps out of his shock at the sound of your voice and he quickly turns and runs.
“DO NOT LET HIM LEAVE!” Alcina shouts.
Alcina tries to move you off of her lap again but you cling to her, desperately trying to get through to her.
“Alcina, Alcina! Stop! He’s gone! It’s okay!”
“I’m going to kill him.” She says as she shakes with anger.
“NO! No you are not! Look at me!” You beg.
Alcina’s eyes finally leave the now empty doorway and focus on you. Her irises are a bright, burning gold and the whites of her eyes are starting to turn a light shade of red. The dragon is trying to come to the surface and Alcina is so angry she isn’t trying to hold it back. Her fingers tremble against your hips as she holds onto you and you know you have to calm her down.
“Hey, hey, look at me.” You say as calmly as you can. Her eyes flick back and forth from you to the door, finally landing on you again. “It’s okay, he didn’t know, it was an accident.”
“That man-thing walked into our chambers uninvited.”
“I know, I know. And I’m sure there was a reason for that. But please, you need to calm down.”
“I will ki-”
“No. No you won’t. We will talk to him after you have calmed down. Okay?”
A deep growl erupts from Alcina’s chest and you rest your hand against her to try and soothe her.
“It’s alright.”
The redness in her eyes fades and her breathing begins to slow. Once she’s calm, you guide her head back towards your neck and let her feed once more. There’s a small amount of pain when her fangs slide back into the spot they were a few moments prior but in seconds the pain is gone and is replaced by the pleasurable sensation of her feeding from you.
Alcina pulls away from your neck and licks at the wound, cleaning up the remaining blood. She nuzzles under your jaw and holds you tight.
“Are you alright?” You ask.
“Yes.” She says after a moment. “I am still angry at that man-thing, though.”
“I’m sure there’s an explanation. I’m so sorry he came in here. It’s so unlike him to do something like that.”
“There better be.” Alcina grumbles.
You can’t help but chuckle at her, and you can tell she doesn’t find humor in the situation like you do. She lifts you off of her lap and walks into the bathroom. A few moments later she comes back with a medical kit in her hand. Her touches are light and tender as she disinfects and puts a bandage over the bite mark.
Kneeling on the floor next to the bed, Alcina is almost eye-level with you. Taking one of the clean cloths she brought in, you clean the remaining blood and smeared lipstick off of her lips and chin.
Alcina rests her hands along the outside of your thighs, her fingers brushing your hips as you tend to her. The storm in her eyes has calmed, but the rage is still there, simmering beneath the surface. Still, she looks at you with a tenderness that makes your heart melt. When you’re finished, she leans in and kisses you. It’s a silent thank you for taking care of her. Not just physically, but emotionally, too. Your lips part and she rests her head on your shoulder, burying her nose into your neck to inhale your scent. On instinct, you run your fingers through her silky curls, tucking the loose strands behind her ear before curling one of the ringlets mindlessly around your finger.
After a few moments, Alcina raises her head up and cups your face in her hands and kisses you on the forehead.
“Come. There is a conversation waiting to be had.” She says as she stands.
“Can we change first? I love this dress, but I’m ready to take it off.”
“Of course, my darling.”
Both you and Alcina change into more comfortable clothes and make your way downstairs to one of the sitting areas.
When the door opens, you’re greeted by Alcina’s daughters standing next to a trembling Alexi - who looks white as a ghost and like hemight vomit. If it’s even possible, he pales even more when Alcina bends through the doorway.
“My - my lady -” He begins.
“Silence.” Alcina says, glaring at him. Alexi immediately shuts his mouth and looks down at the ground, probably wishing it would open up and swallow him whole. Surely that would be a better fate than what he’s about to experience.
Alcina gestures for you to take a seat as she makes her way over to the bar cart in the corner of the room. She pours herself a glass of wine and a cup of tea for you.
“Thank you.” You say, as she hands you your cup and saucer. Alcina runs her fingers through your hair before rounding the couch and sitting beside you.
Her eyes burn holes into Alexi as she silently stares him down. The pressure of her gaze is too strong and he picks his head up and looks at her, but immediately looks away again.
“Don’t look away now.” Alcina says. “You had no problems coming into my chambers and interrupting a very private moment earlier in the night.”
Alexi meets her gaze once more and his eyes flicker over to you. You are giving him a much, much softer look that the one Alcina is throwing his way. His eyes flick from yours, to the bandage on your neck, back to Alcina, and back to the floor.
“I - I’m so sorry. I didn’t mean -”
“You didn’t mean to what?” Alcina spits. “You didn’t mean to waltz into my chambers as if you own this castle?”
“No! No, I swear, I didn’t - I was told -” Alexi stammers, his eyes shifting from Daniela, to you, back to Alcina.
“Told what? To enter my chambers unannounced?”
“Y-yes, I’m sorry, I’m so sorry.”
Watching as your best friend nearly breaks down in tears is breaking your heart. You know Alexi, he’d never do something like that if he wasn’t explicitly told it was okay. Looking at the rest of the group, you see Cassandra with a devilish grin on her face, her eyes begging for permission to rip into him. Bela is stoic, with her arms crossed, silently surveying the interaction. Lastly, you notice Daniela, glaring daggers at Alexi. But it’s not her usual man-hating glare. No, it’s more familiar than that. It’s the same look she gives her sisters, or you, when she does something she doesn’t want her mother to find out about.
“Who?” Alcina says, a growl low in her throat.
Alexi looks over to Daniela, whose stare only hardens and a bead of sweat begins to trickle down his temple. He looks over at you with a pleading look in his eyes. Alcina’s growl brings his attention back to her and he all but freezes.
“I - I can’t -” he begins.
“You can and you will.” Alcina says, cutting him off. Alcina stands and towers over Alexi, he shrinks back and trembles as she stares down at him. "Who was it?"
"It was her!" He says, pointing at Daniela.
"It was not!" Daniela shouts back in defense.
Alcina slowly turns her head towards her daughter.
"Daniela," she says with a growl. "Did you give this man-thing permission to waltz into my chambers?"
"N-no!" She says. Alcina gives her a pointed look and Daniela points to Angie. "It was her idea!"
"IT WAS NOT YOU LIAR!" Angie screeches.
"Yes it was!"
"It was not! I was going to give him directions to the cellar but you stopped me and told him to meet them in the bedroom!"
"Enough!" Alcina shouts, silencing the room. "Daniela, do not lie to me." She says, staring down at her daughrer.
"I - I thought it would be funny." Daniela says with defeat.
Alcina pinches the bridge of her nose and lets out a slow exhale.
"And what, pray tell, did you think would be amusing about the outcome of this situation? Hm? Him getting sliced to ribbons? The embarrassment that we all suffered due to your careless actions? Please, daughter, enlighten me."
"I don't know." Daniela says, looking down at the floor and not meeting her mothers gaze. "I didn't think about that stuff."
"It would do you well to do more thinking in the future, then."
A tear slips down Daniela's cheek and Alcina put a finger under her chin and lifts it, their eyes meeting.
"You need to apologize, bug." Alcina says as she wipes the tear from her face.
"I'm sorry, mama."
"To Y/n and especially to Alexi as well."
Daniela looks towards you and apologizes. She looks over at Alexi and struggles to make eye contact with him.
"I'm sorry I pranked you and had you go into mothers chambers."
Alexi looks over at you and you give him a little smile.
"It's alright, I forgive you."
Daniela beams at his forgiveness and looks up at her mother.
"It was very kind of him to forgive you, but do not think for a second you are avoiding punishment." Alcina says.
Daniela deflates and Alcina pats the top of her head.
"You are to clean the dungeon, but you will not get dungeon privlidges for a month."
"A month?!" Daniela exclaims. "Mother that is so unfair!"
"Would you like to make it two?" Alcina deadpans.
"No."
"That's what I thought. Now go to your room, it's getting late."
"Ugh, fine." Daniela says before swarming off.
Alcina glares at the spot her daughter was standing in before Daniela's swarm flys back into the room. Half-transforming, Daniela gives Alcina a kiss on the cheek before swarming off again.
"Goodnight, mother." Daniela says through the swarm.
"Goodnight." Alcina shakes her head at her daughters antics and turns towards the rest of the people in the room.
"I think that is enough excitement for one night." Turning towards Zina, who had been standing quietly against the wall. "Please have a maid make up a spare room for Alexi, it is far too late for him to safely travel back to the village."
"Of course." Zina says before nodding her head and leaving the room.
"Girls, will you please escort Alexi to his room for the evening?"
"Yes mother." Bela and Cassandra say in unison.
"Although it should go without saying, but not a hair on his head should be harmed. Or misdirected. Do I make myself clear?"
"Yes mother." Bela and Cassandra say, again. Although you thought you detected some disappointment in Cassandras voice.
"Draga, shall we?" Alcina says, reaching her hand out to you.
Taking hold of her hand, Alcina guides you off of the couch. You walk over to Alexi and give him a tight hug.
"Are you okay?" You ask him.
"Yeah. Are you?"
Pulling back from the hug, you look your best friend in the eyes and smile with a nod.
"I am."
"Promise?" He asks, holding out his pinky.
"Promise." You say, linking your pinky with his.
With a quick kiss on the cheek, you wish everyone a good night and take Alcina's hand once more as she leads you back to her chambers.
Heya! Hope you and your family have been doing alright!!
Okay so Lady D request bc honestly, that woman has me in a chokehold. So I was thinking something along the lines of reader has been dating Alcina for years and one day when her and the girls are out Mother Miranda kinda just takes them for cadou experiments. They survive ofc but the mutation caused them to have a type of angelic appearance (aka wings everywhere. I was also thinking like more red tailed hawk like wings instead of crow like ones) but was deemed an unfit vessel for Eva for some reason or another and basically just kinda hands them back to Alcina after weeks of her and her daughters not fucking knowing where reader went at all??? Basically a reunion that’s super emotional. Angst/comfort with some tooth rotting fluff somewhere would be great, please and thank you
super sorry for the big request though— I just had a pretty good idea for the request I wanted to ask. Anywho, I hope you have an amazing rest of your day/night ^^
Thank you SO MUCH for this awesome request!!
I've been going through my inbox wanting to get some requests done since I've horrifically neglected all of my asks for so long and loved this one! I'm so sorry for taking FOREVER to answer this! (And sincere apologies to everyone else who dropped a request in my inbox that I haven't gotten to yet!)
Hope you enjoy!
Warnings: reader is kidnapped, murder, blood drinking.
"Do you guys have to go?" You ask Alcina with a hint of a whine in your voice.
Alcina clicks her tongue as she finishes applying her signature red lipstick.
"Unfortunately, we do, draga mea. Mother Miranda's orders." She says as she caps the lipstick and sets it down on her vanity.
Alcina turns towards you and scoops you into her arms, sitting you in her lap. You try and give her your best pout, but she gently kisses it away. Her lips travel down your jaw and you all but melt into her.
"I wish I could go with you. I hate when you all have to leave me all by myself here."
"I know, draga." Alcina says between kisses. "But we'll be back before you know it." You let out a low groan and Alcina chuckles into you. "Besides, I have a present for you that should keep you preoccupied while we're gone."
With your interest peaked, you pull back from Alcina and look up at her with curiosity in your eyes.
"You got me a present?"
"Of course I did, draga." Alcina says as she wipes the lipstick marks from your face and neck.
She adjusts the pendant of the necklace she gave you when you first started dating, admiring the Dimitrescu crest that sits proudly on your chest. You haven't taken the necklace off once since she gifted it to you and it warms Alcina's heart knowing how much you cherish something so important to her.
Alcina places you on the floor and stands up to make her way to her wardrobe. In the top drawer, she pulls out a book and hands it to you.
In your hands is a special edition of a new book series you've been eager to read. You trace the gorgeous patterns along the cover and look up at Alcina with wide eyes.
"Alcina, this is beautiful!" You say as your smile grows wide. "I thought Duke wasn't coming back for a few more weeks!"
"Well, I know how excited you were to start this book, so as soon as Mother Miranda informed me of the trip she wanted the girls and I to take today, I had the Duke make a special delivery."
Her thoughtfulness touches your heart and you wrap your arms around her long legs and bury your face into her dress.
"Thank you, thank you so much!"
Alcina lifts you into her arms so you can give her a proper hug and you quickly wrap your arms around her neck.
"I love you so much, draga mea." She whispers.
"I love you so much too, Alci. Thank you."
"Anything for you, my love."
The two of you hold each other in your arms for a few more moments before Alcina sets you down and you escort her downstairs. The girls meet you at the front door.
"Ready, girls?" Alcina asks.
"Yes, mother!" They reply in unison.
"Then we shall be off. Goodbye, draga. We should be back in time for supper. I hope you enjoy your novel." Alcina says as she bends down to your level.
"Bye Alci, I'll miss you guys. I love you." You say as you kiss her goodbye.
"Și eu te iubesc." Alcina whispers against your lips before she stands back up.
(I love you too).
"Bye, y/n." Bela says as she gives you a hug goodbye.
"Bye, Bela. I hope you guys have a good time."
"We probably won't." Cassandra says as she gives you a hug.
"Oh stop." You say with a laugh, hugging her back.
"Bye bye!" Daniela says before pulling you in for a hug that's just a little too tight.
"Bye Dani." You say as you try and squeeze her back, even though you know the little strength you have doesn't affect her at all.
Alcina and the girls get into the carriage and you close the front doors. Stopping by the kitchen, you grab yourself a cup of tea before heading into the library.
The library has always been one of your favorite rooms in the entire castle. Before coming to the castle, you only owned a few books that were in rough shape before you started reading them. By the time you got here, they were being held together with nothing but tape and hope.
When Alcina started to court you a few years ago, she learned of your love of books and started gifting you gorgeous copies of both your favorites and hers. Ever since then you've been obsessed with keeping your books as pristine as possible. Going as far as not cracking the spines and god-forbid bending the corner of a page to keep your place. You've accumulated a small collection of bookmarks as well over the years.
Making yourself comfortable in one of the couches near the fireplace, you take a sip of tea before opening your book. The book sucked you in quickly and time seemed to pass quickly as you read the captivating story.
Just as you go to take a sip of your now cold tea, something out of the corner of your eye catches your attention. Looking over, you're startled when you see Mother Miranda walking out from behind one of the bookshelves.
"Oh! M-Mother Miranda, I'm so sorry, I didn't know you were here." You say nervously.
Mother Miranda knew about your relationship with Alcina and wasn't thrilled, but also didn't forbid it. Everything about her unsettled you and both you and Alcina agreed it was best to keep you as far away from her as possible.
"Alcina isn't here, is there something I can help you with?" You ask, trying to keep your voice from shaking.
Her crystal blue eyes pierce through her golden mask as she slowly steps closer to you. The hairs on your arms stand on end and a chill goes down your spine.
"Mother -"
"Hush, child." She commands and you snap your mouth shut. "I am aware Alcina is not here. There's a reason I sent her and the girls away for the day." She says as her eyes narrow at you.
"What - what do you mean?" You ask as you back yourself further into the corner of the couch.
"I had to get them to leave, of course. Alcina would never let me take her precious little pet without a fight."
Your heart starts to beat erratically in your chest and you spill some of your tea on the table as you shakily put your cup down.
"Mother Miranda -"
"SILENCE!" She shouts, causing you to jump. "I have tried everything, failed experiment after failed experiment. Desperately trying to find the perfect vessel for my Eva. Failure after failure. But you. There's something special about you." Fear seeps into your bones as she steps closer. "You very well may be my perfect vessel, and I will not let a failed experiment stop me from getting my Eva back!"
Mother Miranda grabs at you and you try and push her away, your book falling face down onto the floor.
"NO!" You scream as you try and fight back.
Mother Miranda grabs at you, her talons scratching your chest as she grabs ahold of your necklace. The chain snaps in the fight, causing the necklace to fall onto the couch.
The fight between you two doesn't last long, Mother Miranda is way stronger than you and is able to grab the hair on the back of your head and turn your face up to look into her icy eyes.
"You are coming with me." She says moments before crows surround you both and you feel yourself flying through the air.
Suddenly your knees hit a dirty stone floor and you're kneeling before Mother Miranda. Looking around, you realize you must be in her laboratory and tears stream down your cheeks.
"Please, please Mother Miranda, don't do this!" You plead. "Please, let me just talk to her. Please let me see Alcina!"
"That's enough!" She says as she grabs you by your throat and lifts you in the air. "Not another word out of you. You are mine now. Understand?"
Gasping for air with tears streaming down your face, you can only try and nod before Mother Miranda drops you to the ground. She walks around her lab, gathering items before standing in front of you once more.
"Get on the table." She says, gesturing to the surgical table nearby. As you stand, you see various medical instruments, saws, needles, and a large jar with a hideous looking creature floating in the liquid inside of it. The cadou.
Mother Miranda pushes you towards the table and you lay down on it as you tremble. Miranda moves around you and you see her lift a mask and put it over your face. Tears stream down your temples into your hair as she flips a switch and air blows into the mask.
You watch as Miranda picks up a large needle and your eyes begin to lose focus. The last thing you feel is a painful, sharp pinch in your arm before everything goes black.
-
Alcina and the girls step out of the carriage just as the sun begins to set. Once inside, the girls fly off and Alcina makes her way upstairs.
"Draga, we're home!" She calls out as she makes her way towards the bedroom.
She opens the doors to your shared chambers, expecting to find you napping, and is surprised when she finds the bed still made and untouched.
Alcina makes her way to the atelier, thinking you could be in there and once again finds the room empty.
"Draga?" She calls out as she walks through the winding halls of her castle.
"What's wrong, mama?" Daniela asks as she forms in front of her mother.
"Nothing, draga. I just can't seem to find Y/N."
"Oh, weird. I haven't seen her either, actually. You think she's still in the library?"
"Perhaps. Lets go look." Alcina replies.
Daniela and Alcina walk into the library and Alcina starts to worry when she doesn't find you there either.
"Where on Earth is she?" Alcina says as she paces around the library.
"Mother, look!" Daniela says as she finds your book on the floor and spilled tea.
"What, what happened here?" Alcina says as she sees the book open, face down on the floor. Some of the pages of your brand new book are bent, which immediately concerns Alcina.
"This is so weird." Daniela says as she picks up the book. "She would never leave a book like that, no less let the pages of her books get bent."
Daniela hands the book to Alcina and the look of concern grows on Alcina's face.
"Girls!" Alcina calls.
Bela and Cassandra swarm into the room a moment later.
"Yes mother?" Bela asks.
"Girls, have you seen Y/N?"
"I haven't." Bela responds.
"No, why?" Asks Cassandra.
"We can't find her." Alcina responds.
Daniela lets out a small gasp which pulls Alcina's attention away from her other daughters.
"Mom." Daniela says as she pulls out your necklace from between the couch cushions.
Alcina's heart breaks when she sees your broken necklace. Something happened, something horrible, she feels it in her soul.
"Girls, I need you to search the castle, including the dungeons. Something's happened to her." Alcina says as she clutches the necklace.
The girls nod and swarm off. Alcina paces in the library, desperately trying to find a clue as to what happened or where you went. After speaking to the head maid, she lets Alcina know that the last time she had seen you was when you got your tea after her and the girls had left. No one has been in or out of the castle since then.
The girls come back to Alcina and let her know that there's no sign of you. She hasn't been able to hear your heartbeat and panic starts to set in.
"We'll find her, mother." Bela tries to reassure Alcina.
"We have to." Daniela says as tears well in her eyes.
Alcina pulls Daniela into a hug and kisses her on top of her head.
"We will, girls." She says, desperately trying to keep her voice steady.
After searching the castle for an entire day, Alcina caves in and calls Heisenberg to ask for his help. He sends his lycans out in the village to try and find her, but they come back empty handed.
The more days that pass, the less hopeful Alcina becomes that she'll find you. Ever since that day, she's clutched your necklace and cried herself to sleep, confused, angry, and scared.
A week later, Alcina has nearly lost all hope. One morning she can't bring herself to get out of bed and just lays there with tears streaming down her cheeks. When she doesn't show for breakfast, the girls go to her bedroom and find her.
They tried being strong for their mother, but the truth was that they were all scared for you as well. Seeing their mother so upset broke their hearts and they all climbed into bed with her and cried for you.
"She couldn't have just left, right?" Cassandra asks.
"Cass." Bela scolds.
"I'm serious! There's no way she just left us. She wouldn't have, right, mom? She couldn't have."
"I don't think so, draga. I don't know what happened or where she is, but I don't think she decided to leave." Alcina says.
"When we find out who took her, I'm going to gut them." Cassandra says.
Daniela bursts into tears after trying to hold back and Alcina pulls her closer to her.
"It's alright, draga. It's alright." Alcina says, trying to comfort her youngest.
"She must be so scared." Daniela cries. "Who would have taken her?"
"I don't know, draga mea, I don't know. But when we find out who took her, they are going to pay. I promise."
"I hope she comes back. I miss her, she was like a second mother to us. I wanted to call her 'mama' but I wasn't sure if she'd like it. Now I don't know if I'll ever get the chance to." Daniela says as she cries harder and Alcina can't help but feel her heart shatter in her chest.
"You'll get the chance, darling."
"You don't know that! What is she's dead?! What are we going to do?!"
"Dani don't say that!" Bela scolds.
"It's alright, draga." Alcina says to Bela. "I don't know what we will do, my love." She says to Daniela as she kisses her head. "I don't know."
-
You emerge from darkness and all you feel is pain. From the top of your head to the tips of your toes, everything is in excruciating pain. A pained whimper escapes from your dried, chapped lips and your eyes start to flutter open. A bright white light blinds you and the pain in your head explodes. You open your mouth to try and cry out but your throat is so dry barely any sound comes out.
Consciousness comes and goes for some time, but you have no idea how much time passes. Unsure if it's minutes, hours or days in between.
Opening your eyes again, the bright light isn't as painful and you feel more aware of your surroundings. The pain is still there, but not as horrific as it first was. Hearing a sound, you turn your head to see Mother Miranda looking at liquids in a test tube at her desk.
"You're finally awake." She says with zero hint of emotion.
You open your mouth to speak but still can't.
"Ah, yes. One moment." She says.
Walking over to you, Mother Miranda unclips the bindings that kept you tied to the table and helps you sit up. The world spins and you feel like you're going to be sick but nothing comes up. Miranda hands you a glass of water and you gulp it down. Your throat feels a little soothed but there's still a thirst it didn't quench.
"How are you feelings?"
"I - I don't know." You say with a hoarse voice.
"Any pain?" She asks as she takes a clipboard off of her desk.
"Yes, everything."
"What, specifically?"
Taking a moment to gauge how you feel, you feel an intense pain in your head and move to touch your head. Miranda grabs your hand and stops you.
"Don't touch that. It's still healing." She says.
"What?"
"Your cadou incision."
"You, you put it in my head?"
"Of course I did, that's where I implant it on all of my experiments." She says matter-of-factly. "Now, where else are you in pain?"
There's a strange feeling in your shoulder blades. It's almost like an itch but something feels like it's poking you from the inside. You relay how you're feeling to Mother Miranda and she hums and writes on her clipboard.
"Can I have more water?" You ask, hoping to relieve the thirst you feel.
Mother Miranda glances at you before pouring another glass and handing it to you.
Chugging the glass, you notice the thirst doesn't go away and you groan in frustration.
"What's the matter?" She asks. You can tell she doesn't actually care about your wellbeing and is asking for more information regarding her experiment.
"I'm so thirsty and the water isn't helping."
Mother Miranda clicks her tongue and sighs.
"Very well. Let me see what I can do." She says nothing else and leaves the room.
Confused, you try and stand but your legs are weak so you just lay back down on the table.
You must have dozed off because the next thing you're aware of is the thirst growing even more and extreme pain in your shoulder blades. Groaning, you squeeze your eyes shut and try to breathe through the pain. It begins to subside and the moment you're able to take a breath, you feel something shift under your skin and rip through. A scream rips through your lungs as you uncontrollably twitch and you fall off of the table.
Something pushes it way out of your shoulder blade and you continue to scream. You hear something hit the ground next to you and feel the same thing on your other shoulder blade. More screams rip through you and you pray you pass out from the pain.
But luck is not on your side and you feel something else push through your shoulder blade and hit the ground on the other side of you. Opening your eyes, you see gigantic wings on the ground and this time you let out a scream of fear instead of pain.
Mother Miranda walks in and sees you laying on the floor with gigantic wings splayed out.
"What did you do to me?!" You scream.
"How interesting." She says to herself, ignoring you.
"What did you do?!"
"I gave you a gift. Something you should be grateful for." She snaps.
"Grateful?! Look at what you've done to me!"
"You are magnificent!" She yells.
"You're a monster!"
"SILENCE! That is enough from you. Be quiet and let me examine you."
The pain and screaming starts to catch up with you and you don't have the energy to keep fighting her so you let her conduct her exam.
She holds out one of your wings and you whimper from the soreness. Unlike Miranda's wings that are black as night, your wings are brown down near your shoulders and turn to a stark white. The tips of your feathers are also brown and Mother Miranda notes the pattern on her clipboard.
When she's done with her exam, she helps you up and back onto the table. She conducts a full-body exam and notes no other changes. The thirst you felt earlier is even stronger and you ask her for more water.
Downing the glass she hands you, you slam the glass down on the table and claw at your throat, frustrated that the feeling still hasn't gone away.
"You still feel thirsty?" Mother Miranda asks.
"Yes! No amount of water has been helping. What's wrong with me?" You cry.
Mother Miranda mutters to herself something you don't catch and she leaves the room.
Carefully, you lay on your side on the table and cry.
Some times passes and Mother Miranda comes back in. Looking up, you see she has a terrified villager with her, a young woman. Mother Miranda pushes her to the ground and you see the fear in her eyes.
Scared, you look at Mother Miranda who is looking at you with nothing but cold indifference.
"Who is that? Why is she here?" You ask.
The girl begins to pray.
"Great ones, hear our voice, together as one in reverence. We call on thee within the endless dark to deliver us into fate’s hands." Her voice trembles. "As the midnight moon rises on black wings, so we make our sacrifice and await the light at the end. In life and in death, we give glory, Mother Miranda."
Without saying a word, Mother Miranda grabs the back of the girl's hair and yanks her head backwards, bearing her neck. As the girl continues to repeat the prayer, you watch in horror as Mother Miranda raises her hand, and with her talon-sharp fingers, slices open the girl's neck.
The girl gurgles as she chokes on her own blood and you let out a scream of terror. The moment the scent of blood hits you, an instinct you can't control begins to take over. You try and fight it with all your might but in the end it wins and you leap off the table and onto the girl. Short but lethally sharp talons extend from your fingertips and you dig them into the girl and latch on to her neck wound.
At first the coppery taste of her blood makes you feel sick, but a second later that predatory instinct takes over and you finally start to feel relief from the insatiable thirst you were feeling.
You don't know when the girl stopped breathing or how long you were attached to her for, the only thing you know is that the blood flow begins to slow and then there's nothing left.
Backing away, you become aware of what you've done and you stare at her body in shock. Trembling, you look up at Mother Miranda and she looks at you with a cold indifference. She writes something down on the clipboard, places it on her desk and walks out of the room.
Making your way over to the clipboard, you see your name at the top and notes she's taken of your transformation written down. At the bottom it reads "an unfit vessel for Eva." and you collapse onto the floor in tears. Whether it was from relief or fear, you weren't sure.
Miranda keeps you for what feels like another week, continuing to experiment on you. What she does is borderline torture. Like Alcina, you also have rapid regeneration so you heal from everything she puts you through.
One morning after a grueling session of torture the night before, she walks into the lab and wakes you up.
"Get up. We're leaving."
"What, where are we going?"
"Move."
Miranda says nothing else and you make your way to her. She's clearly irritated at how slowly you are moving, but even your rapid regeneration had a tough time keeping up with what she's been putting you through for the last week. That and the thirst is back. You haven't had blood since the woman from the village and it's starting to affect your ability to regenerate.
Miranda grabs hold of you and in a split second you're whisked away once again.
-
Alcina is seated in her chair in her bedroom, staring into the fire as she nurses a glass of blood wine. She hasn't eaten much, or done much for that matter, since your disappearance. A sense of depression has fallen over House Dimitrescu and the matriarch can't seem to pull herself out of it.
She hears a voice call out for her.
"Alcina!" Miranda calls out.
Alcina rushes to her feet and down to the foyer.
"Mother Miranda, I wasn't expecting -" Alcina stops when she sees something - someone - in Miranda's grasp.
"Here, take her." Miranda says as the throws you to the ground. "Absolutely useless."
Alcina freezes in place as she watches Miranda throw what's in her grasp onto the floor. Beautiful white and brown wings are sprawled out across the floor.
It can't be. Alcina thinks to herself. She's terrified of getting her hopes up for even a second that it could be you, that you could be back home.
Lifting your head, you see Alcina and tears stream down your face.
"Alci." You whisper.
"Draga?" Alcina whispers back. Her eyes shift from you to Mother Miranda in complete confusion. "You - you had her? This whole time?"
"I did. I was hoping she would be the perfect vessel but unfortunately, she is just as unfit as you are."
The dig would normally crush Alcina, but her heart is filled with such relief it doesn't even phase her.
Alcina kneels down in front of you and cups your face in her hand as you try to sit up.
"Draga mea." She whispers. "I thought I lost you." Tears fill her eyes but she does her best to keep them at bay in front of Miranda.
Alcina sees the pain in your eyes - and the relief. Anger bubbles up in her chest and she looks up at Miranda.
"How could you?"
"How could I what? You know how important finding the perfect vessel is. Don't tell me you've lost sight of that, have you?" Miranda says.
Sensing the veiled threat, Alcina looks back down at you.
"No, Mother Miranda."
"Very well. I must be going."
Miranda disappears leaving the two of you in the foyer.
"Alci." You say as your voice cracks. Alcina leans down and carefully arranges you in her arms, mindful of your wings.
"Oh, draga mea." She says as she nuzzles you. "You're here. I can't believe you're here." Alcina says through tears.
You cling to Alcina like a lifeline, as if you'd disappear if you ever let go of her and you sob. Everything that happened the last few weeks comes crashing down on you and you can't help but let it all out right there in the foyer in her arms.
"It's alright, my love. It's alright. You're safe now, okay? No one will ever hurt you again." Alcina says as she continues to cry as well.
"Mother?" Bela asks as she comes into the foyer. "What's going - oh my god!" She shouts.
Bela rushes over and wraps her arms around you as Alcina holds you tight.
"You're back!" She says as tears fall. "Dani, Cassie, she's back!"
Daniela and Cassandra appear and Daniela screams before barreling towards you. Cassandra is right behind her and both girls also try and wrap their arms around you.
"Mama!" Daniela cries. "I missed you so much."
"Are you okay? Who did this to you?" Cassandra asks as she takes in your new wings.
"Miranda." Alcina growls and the girls look up in shock.
"Wait, Mother Miranda took her?" Bela asks.
"Yes. That's why she was gone without a trace. She took her and implanted the cadou into her." Alcina replies.
"The cadou?! But she could have died, or worse!" Daniela says.
"Trust me, draga, I know." Alcina says. "This was not something either of us wanted to happen."
"So Miranda kidnapped her and implanted the cadou into her without her consent?" Cassandra asks, enraged.
"Yes."
"How dare she -"
"That's enough, Cassandra." Alcina reprimands.
"But -"
"Cassandra, please. These last few weeks have been difficult for everyone, especially for her. Lets discuss this at a different time."
Cassandra nods in agreement and Alcina stands with you in her arms and carries you into your shared bedroom. The girls agreed to give you a little space while you recover and they fly off to take their anger out on unsuspecting maids.
Alcina lays you on the bed and immediately crawls up next to you and pulls you tightly into her. Her chest heaves as she sobs, her hands roaming over every inch of you, still in disbelief that you're real.
"My darling," Alcina cries. "I missed you so much. We tried so hard to find you. I'm so, so sorry. I didn't know, I never would have thought -" She breaks down into tears and you cup her face in your hands.
"It's alright, Alcina. It's not your fault. It's Miranda's fault. She sent you and the girls away so she could take me."
"Is, is that why she insisted I take the girls with me? I thought it was strange but who am I to question her?"
"It is. She said you wouldn't let me go without a fight. So she made sure all of you were gone."
"Oh, my love, I'm so sorry." She says. "What did she do to you?"
"She gave me the cadou. Alcina it was terrible. I've never been in so much pain in my life. I wanted to die when my wings came out."
Alcina coos and wipes the tears from your cheeks.
"And then I had this thirst that would not go away no matter what I drank and then Miranda brought a girl from the village into the lab." You say as you cry harder. "Alcina she slit her throat right there in front of me. And I couldn't control myself and I lunged at her. I drank her blood, I drank her dry. I killed her!" You sob.
"Oh draga, it's alright." Alcina says as she comforts you. "You didn't kill her, Miranda did. None of this was your fault."
"I was so scared, I was completely out of control. I'm so afraid of being like that again. Alcina I can't live like that."
"You won't have to. There are ways you can manage it without losing control. I'll teach you, the girls will teach you. We're here for you, draga."
You and Alcina cry into each others arms for what felt like hours until she finally ran you a bath. The wings on your back were still there so Alcina gently washed them as she cleaned the rest of you. Using her claws, she cut holes in one of your pajama shirts to accommodate your wings and helped you dress.
As the two of you spoke, you mentioned that you haven't had any blood since the girl from the village and Alcina shook her head at Miranda's lack of care. She had a maid bring up a fresh bottle of Sanguis Virginis. As soon as she popped the cork and the smell reached your nostrils you were practically drooling. Skipping the glass, Alcina handed you the bottle and you drank straight from it, downing the entire bottle in just a few minutes.
Alcina got herself ready for bed and pulled you into her arms. You felt satiated from the wine, but still cried yourself to sleep. Alcina held you in her protective arms, whispering praises and running her nails through your head until you fell asleep.
"I will never let anyone else ever hurt you, my love." She whispers to you. "Miranda will pay for what she's done."
*y/n feeling under the weather and tired* *looks up at Alcina with outstretched arms* uppies?
Alcina: *narrows her eyes at y/n*
y/n: *pouts*
Alcina: *scoffs, rolls her eyes and picks up y/n anyway*
Y/n: *nuzzles into her neck with a content sigh*
Alcina: *chuckles, shakes her head and kisses y/n on the forehead* what on earth have you done to me, my little mortal?
Alcina fic idea/request, it’s totally cool if you don’t wanna do this one, I’ve never requested a fic before
Y/N is her shy personal maiden scared of overstepping, Alcina likes making her react/embarrassed. Alcina’s in a bath with Y/N there to fetch anything she’d need and Alcina pulls her in?
I love this idea!!!! I'm honored that I'm the first person you've requested a fic from!🥺💕 I hope you enjoy it!!
Warnings: Smut, a dash of praise kink, a splash of mommy kink, uh, I think that's it lolll
18+ Only Minors DNI
As the day winded down in Castle Dimitrescu you stood by the Countess during dinner with a wine bottle in you hands, ready to refill her glass whenever it was empty. You're been her handmaiden for a few months now so you're used to the Lady's routine and are privy of the things she prefer. Such as her favorite flavor tea, which soaps and oils she likes to use in the bath when she's stressed, which dresses are her favorite, etc..
Lady Dimitrescu has only had good things to say about your performance, something you're grateful for, but she's still the matriarch of the Castle, one slipup and you're in the dungeon. The dungeon terrified you more than anything else, more than the girls' sadistic antics and more than the Lady's massive claws. Even though you've never been down there before, you've heard screams echo through the castle when the door is open when the girls come in and out. Many of the maids who are sent there return with horrific wounds, if they return at all.
Even though you were grateful that Lady Dimitrescu picked you to be her personal maid, you couldn't help but feel like you were always walking on eggshells. You were always quiet, you kept to yourself and did your work and did it damn well. Now that you're the Lady's handmaid, you feel like you've shrunken into your shell even more.
For the first few weeks in your new position, weren't sure why you shrunk back so much. Yes, she could be terrifying, but there was something else, something you couldn't quite put your finger on. Until the first time you saw her undress, that was. She stood before you in all of her glory, her black lingerie contrasting perfectly against her porcelain skin. You drank in every inch of her, her massive breasts, her waist, her toned belly that still had a softness to it, her wide hips, her perfect ass, her legs that seemed to go on for miles. It was almost impossible to tear your eyes away from her, you were only able to do so when she pulled you out of your trance.
"Do you like what you see, pet?"
That's when it hit you like a ton of bricks. Sure, you were a little afraid of her, but more than that, you had the biggest crush on her. It's only gotten worse since that day. You're not sure if she's picked up on it by now, you've tried to be discreet, but ever since then she's tried to fluster you every chance she gets. It's like a game to her, she's the cat and you're the mouse.
The Countess holds out her wine glass in your direction and you walk up to her outstretched arm. She's currently involved in a conversation with her daughters and isn't paying any attention to you, which normally you'd be more than okay with. But since she's not paying attention, she doesn't realize that she's holding her empty glass over your head. Afraid of overstepping, the last thing you want to do is interrupt her conversation with her daughters to ask her to lower her hand so you look around to see if there's a stool or something you can climb on to to reach.
Bela sees you out of the corner of her eye and does a double take, watching you with amusement as you stare at the glass hovering over your head. She begins to snicker and you look over and make eye contact with her and quickly look down with a small squeak.
Lady Dimitrescu notices Bela giggling and follows her line of sight, leading directly to you. She notices that she's holding the glass too high she chuckles and you look up at her, a blush starting to dust your cheeks.
"My little pet, you could have asked me to lower my glass." She says with a faint laugh as she lowers her arm so you can pour the wine.
"I'm sorry my Lady, I didn't want to interrupt." You say, looking down at the floor after filling her cup.
She puts her glass on the table and puts her knuckle under your chin, lifting your face to look at her.
"Such a sweet, timid little mouse." She says, looking into your eyes.
You can see a hint of amusement in them, as well as something else. Adoration? No, the Countess could never look at you in such a way. You can't quite put your finger on it, but the look is soft and somehow makes you even more flustered than usual.
Once dinner was done Lady Dimitrescu asked you to accompany her to her chambers and assist her with her evening bath.
She sits down at her vanity and you climb onto the step stool behind her and begin removing the pins from her hair. She has the softest hair you've ever felt, which is a little strange given she isn't human, but you don't think about it too much. Her thick, raven curls fall just above her shoulder as you remove the pins. You coil a few of the pieces around your finger where the curls fell out, returning them to their natural shape as you go.
Lady Dimitrescu pauses taking off her makeup for a moment and stares at you through the mirror, watching you as you examine each curl as it falls, she admires the way your eyes shimmer and the little wrinkle that forms between your eyebrows when you're focused. Looking up for a moment, you catch her gaze in the mirror and you feel your face get warm, you immediately look back down and silently finish taking out the last of the hairpins.
She smirks at your reaction and after you take out the last pin and fix the final curl behind her ear, Lady Dimitrescu gently grabs your hand and holds it in hers. You freeze for a moment, staring at her hand wrapped around yours, the coolness of her skin is soothing, especially against your rapidly heating skin. Looking up you meet her gaze in the mirror once more and she looks at you with a kind, almost loving smile.
"I've never had a maiden take such care of my curls before. I hope you know your thoroughness and attention to detail doesn't go unnoticed."
"Th-thank you very much, my Lady."
"The face you make when you're focused is quite adorable, if I say so myself little mouse."
You let out a little squeak, a habit you picked up from your mom, and look back down to her hand over yours. The heat rises to your cheeks and you know they must be bright red.
Lady Dimitrescu turns in her seat to face you, when you look up, you're met with a gorgeous pair of golden eyes.
"Do you know why I call you 'little mouse'?"
You shake your head. "No, my Lady."
"Because of that little squeak you make when you're flustered, it's quite charming."
You try and hold back your squeak but fail, miserably. Lady Dimitrescu laughs and turns back around.
"You can go ahead and unbutton my dress now, little mouse." She says after she turns back around, smirking at you in the mirror.
After you unbutton the dress, Lady Dimitrescu pulls her arms out of the sleeves and stands up, the dress pooling at her feet. As you're about to get down from the step ladder to grab it, she sits again at her vanity.
"Be a dear and unclip my bra for me, pet." Her smirk is gone but she has a look in her eyes you've never seen before. You freeze for a moment, she's never asked you to do this before. With shaky hands, you delicately grab each side of the clip and unhook it. Looking up in the mirror, she holds your gaze as she slowly slides the straps off of her shoulders and pulls the bra away. Her breasts drop a bit from the lack of support and she tosses the bra away. It's taking everything in you to hold her stare, you get the feeling she wants you to look, but you could also just think that because that's what you want her to be thinking.
Lady Dimitrescu stands up and you release a small breath of relief as you climb off of the step ladder and head straight into the bathroom. You fill the massive tub up with warm water and add her favorite soaps and a few drops of her favorite oils. As you're finishing up Lady Dimitrescu walks in, stark naked. Never before have you seen her like this, usually she waits until you're out of the bathroom to take off the rest of her clothes. She's as gorgeous and as sexy as you imagined, honestly even more so. You quickly stare at the ground as she walks further into the bathroom.
"Your bath is ready, my Lady."
She gently cups under your chin and slowly, painfully slowly, raises your gaze up towards her. As your eyes move up, the first thing you notice is that your face is just inches away from her heat, you swear your heart stops for a second. She lifts your chin more and you take in the curves on her hips, her belly, looking up further you can see the underside of her breasts and finally, you lock eyes with her. You can feel your face burning up in her hand, you're sure she can feel it too.
Lady Dimitrescu stares at you for a moment and tucks a dark curl behind her ear before crouching down to your height. When she's at eye level with you, the look in her eyes changes, as if she's admiring a piece of artwork.
"Such a sweet little girl." She says softly, her thumb reaching up and slowly pulling your bottom lip down.
Your heart does a backflip and you squeeze your thighs together. She's been teasing you all night, but that intimate gesture is what really made you wet.
Her nostrils flare for a second and the look in her eyes shifts, her pupils dilate and she quirks an eyebrow softly. She leans in, her lips just barely brushing against the shell of your ear.
"So sweet." She whispers before placing a soft kiss on your cheek.
As she drops her hand and stands up you let out a small squeak and she smirks and steps into the tub. It takes everything in you to not melt into a puddle on her bathroom floor.
"I would like you to do my hair for me please, pet." She says as she lowers herself into the water.
"O-of course my Lady."
Walking around to the back of the tub, you climb onto the steps while Lady Dimitrescu leans back and dunks her hair into the water. She relaxes against the tub while you lather the shampoo into your hands and begin massaging it into her scalp. She gently hums as she closes her eyes, enjoying the soothing sensation. You rinse the shampoo out and add conditioner to the ends of her hair, gently combing it through with a brush, starting from the ends and working your way up. After you rise the conditioner out, you dip your hands into the water to wash the excess soap off.
"Is there anything else you need from me my Lady?" You ask as you pull your hands out of the water.
Lady Dimitrescu grabs one of your wrists and holds you there, bent over the edge of the tub. She turns her shoulders towards you and looks into your eyes for a moment.
"Actually pet, I believe there is something you can assist me with."
"Um, what is it, my Lady?"
"I would like for you to join me, little mouse."
You let out a squeak and stare at her wide-eyed. Did you hear her right? She wants you to bathe with her? Lady Dimitrescu senses your shock and chuckles.
"I know your feelings towards me are, deeper, than just being my handmaid, little mouse." You feel your face turn beet red. "I was quite surprised, but pleasantly so. Since you've been doing such a wonderful job, I want to reward you." She leans in and whispers in your ear. "I also find myself very attracted to you, pet. So, what do you say?"
She gently nibbles your earlobe before she pulls away and instead of a squeak, a small moan escapes from your lips. Lady Dimitrescu practically purrs when she hears you moan and leans back in, placing open mouth kisses on your neck. Your eyes roll back and you let out a few more moans.
"Care to join me?" She whispers in your ear.
"Yes." You breathe.
Lady Dimitrescu turns more in the tub and grabs you by your waist and pulls you into the tub and places you in her lap. You squeak as she pulls you in, maids uniform and all and your heart almost beats out of your chest when she has you straddle her, her breasts practically in your face.
She cradles the back of your head and pulls you into her, her lips are just barely brushing against yours. She holds your there for a moment before placing a soft, tender kiss on your lips. Her lips are softer than you ever imagined them to be, you feel like you're floating as she kisses you.
Pulling away just enough to ghost your lips once more, Lady Dimitrescu looks into your eyes.
"Would you like me to continue, pet?" You nod your head. "Use your words sweet mouse." She coos.
"Yes, please." You breathe.
Her pupils dilate so much her eyes nearly turn black, she pulls you into her and kisses you hard. You feel her tongue caress your bottom lip and you open your mouth more, letting her in. As she's exploring the inside of your mouth with her tongue, you feel a bit of a pull on the back of your uniform and then hear a tearing sound. Lady Dimitrescu extended one of her claws just enough to rip through your clothes. When she's done cutting through them, she pulls them off of you and tosses them away. You can hear the splat of the wet cloth hitting the floor somewhere in the bathroom.
She quickly pulls off your bra and claws through your underwear, leaving you just as naked as she is, your body pressed up against hers. Her lips travel down your jaw to your neck where she continues to kiss and suck up and down it. The hand that's tangled in your hair slowly slides down your body, she palms each of your breasts, taking your nipples between her fingers pinching them and rolling them until they're hardened. Sliding further down your body, her fingers dance across your sternum and head towards you belly, she gently drags her nails down your skin until she reaches your core.
There was a part of you that thought she was going to tease you, but to your surprise she immediately cups your heat, the pads of her fingers making contact with your clit right away. You can't help but throw your head back and do your best to swallow a moan as she rubs circles over it. Her other hand grabs the back of your head as she continues making up your neck.
"Good girl, let me hear those pretty noises you make." She says before picking up the pace.
Her lips travel down a bit to your collarbones and chest and she nips and sucks on your skin, riddling you with love bites. Without realizing it, you start to grind down onto her fingers and she smirks.
"Such an eager little pet." She purrs. "Do you want more?"
"Yes," you moan, "please."
Not a second after the words leave your mouth, she slides her middle finger deep into your core. You cry out in pleasure and you grab onto her shoulders. She thrusts her finger in and out of you a few times before curling it inside of you, making you cry out again. After doing that a few times you begin to buck your hips against her.
"More," you beg. "please, I need more."
Lady Dimitrescu tightens her hold on the back of your hair and slides her finger out of you. Just as you're about to whine from the loss she shoves two fingers into you, causing your eyes to roll to the back of your head as you let out a filthy moan. A growl rumbles in her chest when she hears you and thrusts into you harder.
"What a good girl you are, taking my fingers so perfectly, letting me stretch you out so nicely." She says as she sucks on your neck more.
The only thing you can do in response to her praise is moan more and dig your nails a little harder into her. After thrusting in and out of you for a few minutes, her free hand moves down to your hip and she lowers you further onto her lap. Stilling her fingers, she pulls your hips up and back down, picking up the hint, you start to bounce on them. On each reentry she curls them into you hitting all of the right spots that make you see stars.
The harder you slam yourself down onto her fingers, the harder she curls into you and the higher you climb, getting closer and closer to your climax. Slamming down onto them once more, you start grinding your hips into her, bringing yourself closer and closer.
"You're so close my little pet, I can feel you clenching around my fingers." She says. "Do you want mommy to take you over the edge? To make you feel so good?" She coos, which only brings you closer.
"Yes, please!" You cry out. "Fuck me, please fuck me!"
"So vulgar." She teases before sucking on your pulse point for a moment, making you whine.
When she pulls away from your neck, her free hand steadies your hips while you straddle her and she works her fingers in and out of you. Staring off at a bit of a slower pace, she quickly picks it up and in no time she's slamming her fingers in and out of you. Your cries get louder and louder and if you weren't in such a state of bliss right now, you'd be sure that the entire castle can hear you.
The bath water begins to splash over the edge onto the marble floor as she fucks you harder and harder. Your lower abdomen begins to tense up and you feel yourself clenching harder around her fingers.
"Fuck! I'm so close." You cry.
Lady Dimitrescu responds only by going faster and harder. Your climax hits you like a train, ecstasy explodes inside of your body and your eyes roll into the back of your head as you cry out in pleasure. She drags your orgasm out for as long as she possibly can before you practically go limp and fall into her.
She pulls her fingers out of you and holds you close, gently rubbing your back and whispering praises into your ear as the aftershocks rock your body. Each time an aftershock causes you to whimper she places a soft kiss into your hair.
"You did so wonderful little mouse. You looked so beautiful cumming all over my fingers. You did such a good job." She whispers as your heartbeat begins to slow and your breaths even out.
"Thank you, my Lady." You say softly, placing an open mouthed kiss on her neck as your head rests in the crook of it.
Exhaustion begins to take over and you can't seem to fight it. Lady Dimitrescu picks up on it and grabs her soap and washes you and herself. When she's finished, she gets out of the tub with you in her arms and dries the both of you off, carrying you to her bed. Laying you down, she curls up next to you and pulls the covers over the two of you. Her arm wraps around your waist and pulls you closer.
She places a kiss on your forehead and you fight to open your eyes for a moment. Lady Dimitrescu gazes into your tired eyes and you notice that look again, this time you're certain she's looking at you with admiration.
"Go to sleep little mouse." She says, kissing your forehead once more.
Your eyes flutter closed and you think to yourself "I love you."
Lady Dimitrescu watches as you lose the battle to keep your eyes open. Just as you're falling asleep you say "I love you." It was so soft she wouldn't have heard it if she didn't have supersonic hearing. She gently kisses the corner of your mouth and cuddles you into her.
"Goodnight my sweet girl." She whispers before falling fast asleep.
I swear I'm almost done with the next chapter of Alcina's New Maid but domestic!Alcina has had me in a fucking chokehold and I need to braindump this so I can move on😅
Tags: smut, tooth-rotting fluff, idk I think that's it if I missed anything lmk it's 3am and I'm exhausted lmao
Warnings: None.
A/N: I finished this at 3am and didn't proof-read it so please kindly ignore any errors. Maybe I'll edit this tomorrow, maybe not. Anyway, I hope you enjoy!
18+ Only Minors DNI
"I thought I told you to stay still." Alcina growls in your ear.
"You're taking so long!" You say with a groan, throwing your head back into the pillows.
"Shh." She says as she kisses up and down the side of your neck. "Let me enjoy being buried inside of you."
"Alcinaaa." You whine. "It's not even a real dick! You're just torturing me!"
"I'm imagining what it would feel like if it were real, my love. Your warm, wet cunt clenching around me, my hard cock throbbing deep inside of you." She says, dragging her teeth along your earlobe.
You whine out in protest once more, desperate for her to make any kind of movement. In defiance, you try and rock your hips into her but she stops you, grabbing hold of you and pushing them back down into the bed.
"Fine, I'll just pull all the way out then and we can go downstairs and watch a movie instead." She says as she begins to pull her hips away from yours.
"No!" You shout, crossing your ankles behind her hips and pulling her back into place. She falls back into you without putting up a fight, a knowing smirk crossing her lips as you wrap your arms around her neck so your bodies are flush against one another.
"So needy." She murmurs as she kisses along your jawline.
"For you? Always." Alcina smirks into your skin and continues to kiss every inch. "Please, just stop torturing me!"
"And what if I want to fuck you into the mattress? Or blow your back out?" She asks, nibbling on your neck causing your eyes to flutter shut.
"Yes! Please, anything!"
"What if I want to fuck you softly and just make love to you all night long?"
"You can have me any way you want me baby, just please fuck me!" You say as she lifts her head and looks into your eyes. A glint of excitement shimmering in her gorgeous grey irises.
"Any way?" She asks and you nod your head in response, taking your bottom lip between your teeth. "Mm, that's a dangerous promise draga mea. You spoil me."
"No more than you spoil me." You say before she presses her lips into yours.
Threading your fingers in her hair, you deepen the kiss as you pull her closer. Alcina leans down onto her forearms and slides her hands under your shoulders, pressing you further into her. Her tongue caresses your lips and you part them, eagerly inviting her into your mouth.
While she has you distracted with her skillful tongue she begins to rock her hips, causing you to sigh a moan of relief into her mouth. Thrusting at a steady pace, you keep your legs locked around her; the need to keep her as close as possible is just as strong as the need for her to fuck you.
Alcina pulls her lips from yours before you both run out of oxygen, the two of you gasping for air. Her hot breath comes out in pants against your skin and she buries her face into your neck before picking up the pace, fucking you faster and harder. The long strap sinks deeper into you as you roll your hips to meet each one of her delicious thrusts, causing both of you to moan. Each time you meet her thrust the back of the strap grinds against her clit and presses perfectly into your g-spot.
After one perfectly timed roll of your hips you hear Alcina moan into your shoulder and you let out a huff of pride.
"What?" She asks as she continues pounding into you.
"Nothing, I'm just glad you're enjoying this as much as I am." You say between pants.
"Mm, I always enjoy you, dragostea mea."
Sex with Alcina has always been mind-blowing, ever since the first time you slept together. Before you met you had your fair share of lovers, but you never felt such passion, such intense pleasure with anyone until her. From the very first date it felt like she put you under a spell. Never before have you met someone so alluring, so beautiful, someone who made things seem so impossibly easy. You had promised yourself long ago that you wouldn't sleep with anyone on the first few dates; but with Alcina, you found yourself tangled with her in her silk bedsheets only after the second date. The two of you pulled countless orgasms from each other all night long and to your surprise, instead of her kicking you out when it was over, she invited you into her shower and pulled you back into bed with her to stay the night. Part of you wanted to turn down her offer, fearful that you would wake up in this near-strangers home alone the next morning. But you saw the look in her eyes, the way she gently took her bottom lip between her teeth, looking almost bashful and all thoughts of turning her down fled your mind. So with her arms tightly wrapped around you, the two of you fell into a deep sleep.
When you woke up the next morning you were almost uncomfortably cold. It was then you realized it was because Alcina stole almost all of the covers, leaving you with just the corner of the bedsheet for warmth. As gently as you could, (it took more effort than you were expecting), you pried the comforter from her and curled into her warm body. She responded with a groan and a slight shiver, mumbling out "you're cold." in her half-asleep state.
"Well you did steal all the covers." You replied.
Alcina chuckled and rolled over to face you, with half-lidded eyes she held out her arms towards you, encouraging you into them.
"I'm sorry." She mumbled. "Come, let me help you warm up."
The two of you were almost hesitant towards the amount of intimacy you were showing each other so soon, but you curled into her and she wrapped her arms around you anyway. She jerked when your cold hands rested against her back and you immediately pulled them away with an apology. Taking your cold hands into hers, she held them in one of her large hands close to her chest while she brushed your hair out of your face with the other before threading her fingers through and resting it at the back of your head. Her legs found yours under the covers and she began to tangle them together, jerking once more when your ice cold feet met her skin.
Mumbling another apology, she shook her head at you and responded "no need for apologies, it is my fault after all. What a terrible host I am, leaving you to freeze in my bed. I should have warned you, I have a habit of being a cover hog."
Her morning voice was deeper and raspier than usual, as attractive as it was (and it was attractive) you also found it comforting. It was something you could listen to all day and never get bored of.
"It's alright, you seem to be making up for it now." You say as the two of you snuggle into each other.
"I could also make it up to you in other ways as well." She says, a smirk evident in her voice.
"I also wouldn't be opposed to that." You say, gazing into her sleepy, lust-filled eyes.
Alcina softly kisses you and rests her chin on top of your head.
"More sleep first, repayment later."
As you fell back asleep in her arms, you realized that you could wake up like this every morning for the rest of your life and never want anything else. At first the thought terrified you, you had only met this woman one other time, how delusional were you to think something like that? You did your best to push it out of your mind for as long as possible. However, every time you saw each other, every time you spoke, the word "love" always seemed to be lurking close by. It wasn't until months after you made your relationship official did you find out that on that particular morning, the same thought crossed Alcina's mind too.
That second date was years ago now, since then the two of you got married and you gave birth to your three beautiful daughters. Much to your delight, the passion between the two of you never faded - if anything, the fire burned brighter over time. Of course there were fights and disagreements, but the love you two shared always outweighed the bad. And the sex? Forget it. Once you had a taste of her you never needed anything from anyone else ever again. It was passionate, hard, rough, experimental at times, it was beautiful and full of love and no matter what direction it went in, there was always room for a little laughter and playfulness. It was something you've never had before and you cherished it more than anything.
Never in your life could you have imagined loving someone as much as you love Alcina. The thought could make your heart burst.
Hot kisses across your jaw and cheek accompanied by a deep, hard thrust brought you back into the moment. A low moan pulled from your lips.
"Where did you go there, draga?" Alcina asks with a husky voice.
She pulls back to look you in the eyes, examining your face to make sure you're okay. Her thrusts didn't falter, but you saw the concern in her eyes and the little crinkle that formed between her eyebrows when she was worried. Her grey-blue eyes shimmered and she nearly took your breath away.
Your lips parted but no words came out, your chest filling with love for the woman on top of you. Her hips began to slow and you held her tighter against you, silently encouraging her to continue.
"I - I was just thinking about how much I love you. How grateful I am for you." Pulling her closer, you brush your lips against hers. "I love you, Alcina. With everything I have."
Alcina's breath hitches in her chest and you can feel the stutter against yours. Pulling her down, your lips nearly crash together and both of your hips pick up the pace as they grind against each other. Her nails bury themselves into your shoulder blades while you reach down and grab her ass with one hand, pushing her deeper into you, and grab hold of the hair on the back of her head with the other.
The two of you swallow each others moans before parting for air again, panting and whimpering into each other as you both race to the edge.
"I love you, draga mea. I love you so much." She whimpers into your ear as you two continue to fuck each other.
Each time one of you moans a little too loudly the other one tries to shush you, fearful that your daughters will hear the unsavory noises coming from the bedroom. Your bodies glide along each other as a layer of sweat develops between you, which only spurs you both on more. Your ankles uncross to allow harder thrusts from Alcina, but you squeeze her hips between your thighs to keep her as close as possible.
Her groans rumble deep in her chest while your whimpers get higher, signaling to each other that you're both getting close.
"Fuck, Alcina, just like that."
"You're gonna make me come. I know how close you are, aren't you?" She asks, to which you respond with only a whimper. "Mph, fuck yes, I want you to come with me baby."
"Yes, oh god yes!"
Both of your movements become less calculated and more frantic, desperate to push each other over the edge. The orgasm you've built grows stronger and stronger before you're both fucking each other wildly, chasing your own and each others orgasms at the same time.
"Alci - I'm - I'm gonna -"
"Yes, yes baby yes!"
The grip you have on one another tightens as you both go flying over the edge together, tumbling down into a ravine of absolute pleasure. The strap sinks deep into your g-spot and your back arches off the bed, your eyes roll back into your head as you let out a silent scream. Alcina buries her face into the side of your neck, muffling her groan of release as the explosion from her bundle of sensitive nerves shoots through her body. Your bodies become one as you share your release. Limbs trembling around one another, nails biting deeply into skin, hips riding out the remainder of your orgasms, both for your own sakes and for each others. You swear you can feel Alcina's heart beating against your chest and you're sure she can feel yours as well.
As the waves of pleasure relent the two of you still your movements and the clouds in your mind slowly fade away, leaving the two of you panting against one another. The two of you lay in your post-orgasmic bliss for a few moments in silence, enjoying the feeling of your bodies pressed impossibly close together as the strap is still buried deep within you. Alcina's nails leave your shoulders, no doubt leaving little crescent shaped marks behind, as yours release from being buried in her ass cheek - positive you've left a matching set on her skin as well.
Alcina presses soft kisses into your shoulder and neck as you hold each other tight before she sits up enough to capture your lips in a loving kiss. With your attention on her lips, she gently slides the strap out, eliciting you to groan into her mouth. The wet silicone lays against your stomach as Alcina continues to kiss you. Before she pulls away completely she looks deeply into your eyes. Just from the way she's looking at you, you know exactly what she wants to say. Even though she doesn't have to, she says "I love you, draga mea. More than I ever have and ever could love anyone else. You make me the luckiest woman on this earth."
"You make me the luckiest woman on this earth. I love you so much, Alci."
The following morning you wake up to an empty bed, which isn't unusual since Alcina tends to wake at the crack of dawn. What you weren't expecting, however, was for the girls to be seated at the kitchen table and for breakfast to be made when you get downstairs. At ages nine and ten, Cassandra and Bela are happily eating their pancakes and waffles while your six year old, Daniela, is seated next to Alcina who is helping her cut into her waffle.
"Well this is a lovely surprise." You say as you walk over to Alcina and bend down to kiss her.
Bela and Cassandra make audible noises of disgust which are quickly silenced by one look from their mother.
"Sit down my love, eat." Alcina says as she gets up and makes you your morning cup of tea. She places a kiss at the top of your head after handing you your mug and returns to assisting Daniela.
It was a wonderfully pleasant breakfast with minimal arguing between the girls and much to your surprise, minimal mess as well.
The girls start to get themselves ready for school and Alcina gets herself ready for work while you wash off the dishes and place them in the dishwasher. Alcina walks up behind you, snaking her arms around your waist and presses a kiss to your cheek before resting her chin on your shoulder. She begins to gently sway back and fourth while she hums and you let out a giggle as you try to finish the dishes.
Alcina reaches in front of you and turns off the sink as her swaying continues.
"What on earth are you doing?" You say with a laugh, grabbing the dish towel and drying your hands.
Spinning you around, Alcina takes one of your hands in hers and places the other on your waist. She expertly leads you in a slow dance while her humming turns into her softly singing. Laying your head on her chest, the two of you bask in the spontaneous romantic moment she's created. For just a few moments, the world fades away and it's just the two of you - you and your wife, the love of your life, enjoying the peacefulness of each others embrace.
The moment doesn't last long - with three young kids and a business to run it never does. But for the few moments you both were able to get lost in another world together, you find yourself falling in love with Alcina over and over again.
The only reason us lesbians are forced to accept bi women into our spaces (and pretend to tolerate them) is because of misogyny. Since gay men don’t have to deal with misogyny, they don’t have to pretend to be accepting of bi men (and most gay men don’t pretend to). Ugh, this is why I’m such a huge supporter of radical feminism.
Oh, so you're dumb. Got it. Because not a single ounce of that makes any fucking sense at all.
Here's the thing, bi people are ALWAYS going to exist. Always. Whether you want them to or not. Just like every other member of the LGBTQ+ community. So you can come here and bitch and moan about how horrible it is that bi people are included in the LGBTQ+ community, but I truly don't give a shit. And you say "us lesbians" as if the majority of lesbians agree with you, and THEY DON'T.
You accept the people in your community because together, you're a group of marginalized individuals who are judged, hated, even fucking killed for who you are. If you can't accept that bi people exist, and if you're not willing to actually have a conversation about it (OFF anon, btw. You're a pussy for hiding behind the anon button), do me a favor and fuck right off.
