Reader and Agatha were together back when they still lived in Salem, but when Agatha takes the coven's power and kills almost all its members, she fled, living only Reader alive
Madam Satan/Lilith (Chilling Adventure of Sabrina)
Salvatore ☂✩
Reader is a witch who was found by Lilith in the woods after being attacked by Angels. Mesmerized by her beauty, Lilith takes Reader back to Pandemonium and recruits her as one of Lucifer’s foot-soldiers…but what happens when business and pleasure mix?
Pt.1
Rhea Ripley (WWE)
Mami Owns You ☂✩
After catching Reader flirting with a backstage staff member, Rhea takes it upon herself to remind Reader who she belongs to
Or What? ☂✩
Reader has always known Rhea to be arrogant, callous and mean, so it only made sense that she despised the eradicator, especially after what she did to her brother...but what happens when they find themselves in a broom closet alone together?
All Too Well ☂
Rhea and Reader were childhood friends, but after a kiss they shared during a party, Reader cut contact and never spoke to her again. That was until their high school reunion came up and the two finally see each other years later
Now, You're Mine ☂✩
Rhea and Reader were hooking up on and off, but Rhea wanted her all to herself
I Don’t Wanna Live Forever ☂✩
Reader was Rhea's favorite girl to call on a Saturday night, but little did she know that the wrestler was falling harder and harder with each visit
Pt.1
Pt.2
Kirby Reed (Scream)
So Sweet ✩:
Reader is Kirby's fiancé and an old friend of Sam's from when she worked with her at the bowling alley in Modesto. Once she found out about the Ghostface attacks in New York, she had to go and make sure Sam and Tara were okay
Hallway Crush ♡✩:
Reader has always had a crush on Kirby, but what she didn't know was that the feelings were mutual
Stu Macher (Scream)
I Found Love Where It Wasn't Supposed To Be ☂
Reader and Stu dated during freshman year, when he seemingly dumped her out of nowhere. She moved out of Woodsboro, but returned for Senior Year
Billy Loomis (Scream)
And I've Been Meaning To Tell You, I Think Your House Is Haunted ☂♡
After a fight with her dad, Reader storms back up to her room, when she hears someone at her window
Shaggy Rogers (Scooby Doo)
Reunion ♡
When the gang first split up, of course Shaggy was devasted, but he was more upset that he would never get to see Reader again. That was until they all reunite in the airport for a mystery they were invited to solve two years later
Loki Laufeyson (MCU)
Safe ☂✩
Months after being rescued by Loki, Reader begins to warm up to him and even starts developing a crush on the all powerful god. One night, she has a nightmare about being kidnapped by Thanos once again and goes to Loki for comfort
Cardigan ☂
Loki and Reader have always been frenemies of sorts, constantly teasing and getting on each other's nerves, but that all changed when Loki started growing distant.
I Tolerate It, So Don't Blame Me ☂✩
You were not only the God of Mischief's ex and the mother of his child, you were also the love of his life. So, it should've come as no surprise to you when his new girlfriend showed up to your apartment building, angry after finding out he was still in love with you
I Can See You ✩
Loki and Reader were the newly recruited Avengers, who everyone thought just hated each other, but unbeknownst to the rest of the team, they were a lot friendlier when no one was watching
Luke Danes (Gilmore Girls)
The Town Grouch ☂✩
Reader's the usually cheery neighbor that gets into a screaming match with Luke over him being exceptionally rude to her one morning
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WARNING: SMUT 18+, Enemies To Lovers Trope, Harassment From Faustus Blackwood, Jealousy, Sexual Tension, Praise Kink (R Receiving), Fingering (R Receiving), Orgasm Denial (R Receiving), Use Of Magic, Strap On Sex (R Receiving), Rough Sex, Scratching (Zelda Receiving), Choking (R Receiving)
PREFACE: Reader was a new hire at the Academy Of Unseen Arts and since the beginning, Zelda has always had it out for her...but not in the way Reader thought
A/N: Flashbacks In Italic!
Ever since I began working at the Academy, she's been the bane of my existence. No matter where I went, what lecture I was teaching or event I was at, Zelda Spellman has made it her personal mission to make my life a living hell.
I wracked my brain for months, but couldn't fathom a possible reason to warrant why she treated me the way that she did. Everything from petty brushes she'd give me in the hallways to ridiculing me in front of students, there were no lengths she wouldn't go to, to ensure I was miserable.
A prime example of this would be the time I was teaching my Potions class. I was brewing a concoction that would turn any object into gold, when she walked in mid-lecture.
"You have to make sure to use an even balance of stable and reactive elements, while remembering and reciting the proper incantation. Any questions?"
I look into the crowd and see the redhead raise her hand.
"Yes, Professor Spellman?", I sighed,
"How do you expect anyone to memorize what you teach with such a dreary approach?", she mocked, earning chuckles and murmurs from the students.
"I mean for Satan's sake, I was lulling off before I even walked in"
To say it took all the strength I had to keep a level head would've been an understatement. Humiliating me in front of our colleagues was one thing, but to do so in front of students? That was the straw that broke the camel's back. So, from that moment on, I decided to give her a taste of her own medicine.
"Maybe you should get some rest then or better yet, drop dead"
The teens all turn to each other in absolute shock.
"After all, aren't you a few centuries past your expiration date?", I added on.
To my surprise, she seemed completely unfazed by my first ever retaliation. In fact, I could've sworn I saw a slight smirk tug at her lips. She simply turned away and walked off, leaving me with the now rowdy pupils.
That didn't prompt any sort of change afterwards though. The only difference it made was when she would fire at me, I'd fire back and I thought that's just how things were going to be.
Which brings us to tonight. The Lupercalia celebration. Though I didn't quite enjoy the idea of supervising students while they fornicated, I was a member of staff after all and I had certain duties to fulfill. As each pair walked off into the woods, baskets in hand, I go to retreat back into the academy, where a cup of coffee and a book awaited me on my desk.
When out of nowhere, my path was blocked by none other than Father Blackwood. If there was one person on earth I despised more than Zelda, it was Faustus. He was always so condescending and smug with the way he spoke to people. He'd treat everyone as if they were beneath him and I for one wasn't going to kiss his ass the way other female staff members did.
"Good evening, Miss (Y/L/N)", he grinned.
"Father Blackwood"
"A marvelous event, is it not?"
"Sure", I shrugged.
"Why the skepticism?", he narrowed his gaze.
"Nothing"
"Oh, you needn't shy away. You're a brilliant woman and I would love to hear your thoughts", he insists, leaning in closer towards me.
I take a step back to establish some distance, whilst clearing my throat.
"Well, it's just not really my thing. Don't get me wrong, I'm sure the idea of women getting chased by ravenous men in wolf heads sounds thrilling to certain people, but I don't really get it", I explained, unbothered to hide the sarcasm in my tone.
"Oh?", he challenged, taking a step closer.
"Maybe I could be of service, hm? Change your mind and get you in the...holiday spirit?", he added, backing me up against a tree.
"Faustus", I warned, as he dipped down to look at me.
"What? Are you scared-"
"There you are", a voice called out.
We both turn and there stood Zelda. I never thought I'd say this, but I was actually glad to see her.
"Must I do everything around here? You said you would help me organize tomorrow's event once the hunt had begun and here you are, killing time? This is truly just like you"
"I-"
"We've wasted enough time. I'm sorry Father Blackwood, but you'll have to excuse (Y/N)", she says, walking up to us and hauling me away by my arm before he could even get a word in.
Once we were inside the Academy, she let me go and compelled the doors to close shut.
"You're welcome"
"For what?", I questioned, knitting brows together.
"For this. Rescuing you"
"I didn't ask for your help-"
"Oh, so you enjoyed his advances?"
"No-"
"Then I stand by what I said. You're welcome", she interrupted, leaving me more confused than I was to begin with.
"You hate me"
"Says who?", she scoffed.
I shake my head in disbelief.
"Um, I'm sorry, where the months of you endlessly taunting me just a coincidence then?"
"Oh, that was just me pulling at your pigtails. I find it rather adorable how red in the face you get"
And for the first time ever, I felt something other than malice towards her.
"And even if I did, I don't have to like you to keep you out of harm's way", she added, circling me like a shark in water.
"I guess"
The uncertainty in my voice painfully obvious.
"Besides, we both know you wouldn't let that horrid man lay a finger on you...would you?", she said, dragging her finger down my arm.
"No", I muttered under my breath, as stopped right in front of me.
Her eyes rake up and down my frame, causing an unfamiliar chill to shoot up my spine.
"Very good", she almost whispered, leaning in closer.
Only this time, I didn't find myself wanting to pull away.
In fact, the less distance there was between us, the thicker the air became. I eventually managed to step back, averting my gaze.
"Why are you doing this?", I exhaled.
"It wasn't enough for you to make me miserable, now you wanna play mind games? What do you want from me?"
"I want you"
Tears began to cloud my vision, but not out of sadness, but from frustration and being utterly lost. She had been driving me up the wall since I got here and I nearly lost my mind trying to figure out why.
"If this is another trick, save it-"
"It isn't"
I take in a deep breath, watching her contemplate her next choice of words.
"I've said things, hurtful things and I'm not denying that, but I want to make it known that I meant none of it"
"Sure you didn't"
"How would lying benefit me at this moment?", she rebutted.
"I don't know, to save face? To lure me into a false sense of security?"
She sighs, bowing her head down.
"No-"
"Then what is this? What are we doing here?"
When she wouldn't give me an answer, I got fed up and turned to walk away.
"I'm afraid I haven't been entirely honest about my true feelings", she admitted, stopping me in my tracks.
"From the moment you've arrived, I've been watching you"
"What?"
"Something about you was just so...tempting. Your doe eyes, your voice...your lips", she says, eyeing them down.
God, if looks could kill.
"I tried to keep away, believe me, I did, but for whatever reason, I couldn't get you out of my mind. So, I settled for teasing you like some petulant school girl which, in hindsight, doesn't aid me currently, but...it got me the attention I was looking for"
Every puzzle piece was falling into place right before me. It all started to finally make sense.
"Why didn't you just tell me?"
She raises her brows, scoffing.
"And risk the humiliation had you rejected me? I'm not sure if you've noticed, but I'm rather headstrong and possess quite the ego. I can only admit this now because I want you to trust me", she explains, taking one last step towards me and leaving only a few inches of space.
"Besides...isn't the chase half the fun?", she challenged.
As the seconds passed, so did the last of my reservations. How was I possibly expected to think straight when the smell of her perfume and signature cigarette smoke filled my senses? When I began to lose my way in her sage green eyes that rivaled labyrinths?
"Zelda-"
"Say the word and I'll walk away", her voice barely above a whisper.
"But please do so quickly. I'm not sure how much longer-"
Throwing all caution to the wind, I finally pull her face into a kiss. A kiss so needy and desperate, I was sure my lips were now painted the same crimson shade as hers were. Her hands take me in by the small of my waist, as mine crept into her auburn locks, grasping at the roots.
It was as if someone set fire to my skin. I was almost certain I would have fallen to my knees if it hadn't been for her firm grip. With a gust of wind swirling around us, we were now standing in a bedroom that I assumed was hers.
"It's not too late", she exhaled, giving me a chance to back out.
"You can still-"
"I want this"
"How badly?", she questioned, grazing her teeth on the side of my neck.
"Please, I need you", I whined, feeling her hand grab my breast.
"Where? Here?", she teased, as my body bucked against hers.
"Or..."
Her hand then slides down my abdomen and into my skirt, cupping my clothed core and earning a gasp.
"There it is", she chuckled, pushing my panties to the side and rubbing up and down my damp folds.
She reveled in them. Each and every pathetic sound that left me. From her low groans and pants, it was as if she could get off by simply seeing me come apart in her grasp.
Once she had gathered enough of my slick, she pushed two fingers into me, as my head fell back with a moan that bounced off the walls.
"You're such a cute little thing", she praised, littering my collarbones with bitemarks and hickeys.
She began curling her digits in and out me, slowly building up momentum, and with each stroke, she would press directly into my g-spot. With her skills, it should've come as no surprise to me when I felt my climax already beginning to build.
I clutch onto her shoulders for support, burying my face into her chest.
"Fuck", I moaned through gritted teeth.
"That's it", she muttered, capturing my lips once more.
Our tongues fighting for dominance, before mine eventually surrendered.
Her pace grew more rampant, almost ramming into me now. I wasn't sure how much more I could take, but before I was able to find out, she pulls her hand away, leaving me aching and heavy-breathing.
"Zelda, please-"
"Keep whining and I'll stop all together", she warned, holding me up by the curve of my ass.
"And we wouldn't want that, would we?", she questioned.
"No", my voice merely a whimper.
Smirking, she sucks her fingers clean, whilst humming at the taste.
"God, you're just as sweet as you look", she said, before walking me backwards into the bed, where I fell onto my elbows.
"If you behave, I'll have you coming over and over to your heart's content", she says, running her finger down the side of my face.
Her cat like grin only adding to the anticipation.
"I just need to get your special surprise, but first", she announced and with a wave of her hand, we were both undressed.
Our clothes in a pile on the floor.
I couldn't help but rake my stare up and down her form. She was nothing short of perfection and I internally cursed myself for denying myself this paradise for so long. Every curve and dip, her auburn locks effortlessly cascading down her shoulders and the smudged rouge on her lips. It took everything in me not to lose myself before the real fun had begun.
"Like what you see?"
"Yes", I breathed out, grabbing her by the waist and nipping at her alabaster skin.
With a soft giggle, she saunters off towards the closet, rummaging through a few things, before pulling out a velvet box and making her way back to me. Her slender fingers undo the latch and lifts the lid up to reveal a black strap waiting inside.
My eyes meet hers once more, this time, with a new found fire.
"Help me out, darling?"
I grab the toy and she steadies herself with my shoulders, as I helped her into the harness. Once it was secured around her hips, she pulls me into yet another heated kiss, carefully laying me down and situating herself between my legs.
"You know usually, I enjoy hearing you argue with me", she pants between kisses, whilst pawing at my hips and breasts.
"But seeing you so needy it renders you speechless? Now that's a treat", she adds, throwing my calves around her waist.
I couldn't fight back, even if I wanted to. My mind was not as it was and she didn't bother hiding how much she loved it. All I could do was wrap my limps around her tighter and let out one pathetic moan after the other.
She looks down between us and takes a hold of the toy by its base, sliding the tip up and down my dripping folds.
"Seems like you're adequately prepped", she muttered under her breath.
Without wasting one more moment, she thrusts into me and fills me to the hilt. If there was anyone in this house, I'd made my presence more than clear with the pornographic gasp I let out.
Immediately, her pace was fast and rough, as if she were racing against time. Had it not been for the foreplay, I was sure to be ripped apart.
"Zelda!", I cried out, gripping the roots of her hair.
"You're doing so good. So fucking good", she praised, hooking her arms under mine to ram into me.
My vision faded in and out of darkness from the pleasure overwhelming every one of my senses. The knot in the pit of my tightening with each thrust.
I claw down her back, only encouraging her to go faster.
"Yes! Oh God!"
"He can't help you", she groaned against my neck.
I felt like a raw nerve in the most delicious way. I'd never been fucked this good or this thoroughly in my life.
She quickly took notice of the way she struggled against my clenching walls and wrapped a hand around my throat.
"You wanna come?"
"Yes! Fucking yes!", I cried out.
"Say it, say you're mine and I'll let you"
"I'm yours, fuck, I'm all yours! Give it to me, please!"
Ultimately satisfied with my begging and pleading, she reaches her other hand down to vigorously rub my throbbing clit.
"Do it, show me", she panted.
That was all I needed to hear. I came undone, screaming her name and digging my nails deeper into her back.
"Good girl", she exhaled, kissing my cheek and helping me ride out my orgasm.
By the end, my mind was reduced to mush and the room smelt of sex and sweat. She allowed me to catch my breath, before gently pulling out of me, leaving me whining at the sore emptiness. Once she magicked the toy away, she envelopes me in her warm embrace.
WARNING: SMUT 18+, Hickeys (Mary Receiving), Loss Of Virginity, Oral Sex (Mary Receiving), Fingering (Mary Receiving), Praise Kink
PREFACE: Mary and Reader have been dating for about a year and things couldn't have been more perfect. One night, after coming home from the movie theatre, she tells reader that she's ready.
A/N: Firmly believe this woman was a lesbian and no one can change my mind
As we entered the cottage, I couldn't help but notice how quiet Mary was being. Though that was her usual demeanor, she was exceptionally quiet tonight. After setting my purse down on the coffee table, I decided to implore my curiosity.
"Something on your mind, honey?", I questioned, helping her out of her coat.
"Hm?"
"Well besides asking me which snacks we should get, you haven't said much after that. Are you okay?"
"Oh, I'm alright. Just...thinking"
"About?"
She seemed hesitant about something and it was starting to concern me.
"Mary?"
"Could we um, sit down first?", she asks, gesturing to the couch.
"Okay, you're kinda starting to freak me out now", I say, taking a seat, as she followed suit.
"As you know, we've been dating for quite some time", she announces, reaching for my hands.
"And I've been enjoying our time together-"
"Are you breaking up with me?", I cut off.
"What? No! Absolutely not! What would make you think that?"
I let out a sigh of relief.
"Sorry, it's just that...you've been so distant lately and tonight, you were silent the whole time and now the whole "take a seat, I have something to tell you' thing, it really throws you for a loop"
"I'm sorry, truly. I know it's been frustrating"
"It's not. I just worry about you. I know you've gone through a lot and I hope you know that you don't have to shoulder that burden alone. I'm here because I love you, Mary", I reassured, pressing a soft kiss to her lips.
Just then, she goes back in for another, only this time, the kiss was much deeper and needier. She climbs into my lap and rests her knees on either side of me. My hands snake their way up her thighs, before settling on the small of her waist, holding her body against mine. But before I allowed myself to get carried away, I stopped the kiss, pulling her away from me.
"Mary, if we don't stop now-", I chuckled, when she interrupts me.
"Then don't stop", she exhaled.
"What?"
She takes a moment, before cupping the sides of my face.
"I'm ready"
When Mary and I first started dating, she made it known that she was a virgin and planned on keeping it that way till marriage, so to hear her say she was ready to go all the way caught me off-guard.
"Really? Are sure?"
She nods and nervously chewed at the side of her lip.
"Cause we don't have to do anything. I'm more than happy to just-"
"(Y/N), this is what I want", she reassures.
"I know I've said somethings in the past about wanting to wait, but...I changed my mind. I know you're the first person that I wanna wake up to every morning and the last person I see when I go to sleep every night. I know after a long hard day, that I wouldn't want to come home to anyone else, but you. I know you're it for me, (Y/N) and I mean this with every fiber of my being when I say; I love you"
My gaze softens at her words. Even with the heat radiating off my skin and the arousal clouding my better judgment, I was moved to the brink of tears.
"And with someone as beautiful as you, who can blame me?", she grinned shyly.
"Mary Wardwell, you're blushing", I teased, as she chuckled.
She leans back in for a kiss, when I reluctantly stop her.
"If we're doing this, I think we should get to the room, so I have ample space to...well", I explained, picking her up, as an excited squeal escapes her.
I carry her all the way to the room, before gently setting her down. Our lips met in a heated exchange and her hands entangle themselves in my locks, as mine found the bottom of her shirt. I take a moment to search her face for any hesitation and once I was sure there was none, I pull it off over her head, as she got to work on pulling her skirt down. She was now left in a lacy little set and to say the sight knocked the wind right out of me would've been understatement.
"Mary", I sighed.
"Yes?"
"You are...beautiful", I praised, pulling her back into the kiss.
I began to take my own clothes off and before I knew it, I walked her right into the edge of the bed, urging her to be seated.
"I've dreamt about this. Dreaming about what you taste like", I panted between kisses.
I slowly worked my way down her face and neck, until I settled between her mounds. I reach behind her and undo the hooks of her bra, exposing her top half to the cool air. Without wasting any more time, I wrap my lips around each of her buds, making sure to show each one an equal amount of attention and care. By this time, Mary was moaning my name under her breath and already bucking against me.
Not wanting to prolong the teasing, I trail my kisses down her stomach, making sure to leave at least a gentle mark on her lower abdomen.
"Just a little gift for you", I grinned, as she bit back a smile.
My knees finally meet the floor and I pull her panties to the side, revealing her dripping core.
"Oh, Mary", I sigh, looking up at her.
"I need you, please"
That was all I needed to hear, before licking up the mess I made. Her head falls back, as she cried out, reaching for my roots. She tasted of heaven and sweetness. If I could spend the rest of my days between her legs, I'd want for nothing more.
I take her clit into my mouth, working slow yet firm circles against it with my tongue, till she was trembling and weak.
"Fuck!", she whines, catching me by surprise.
"Language, Mary", I taunted, before continuing my efforts to coax her towards her climax.
I take two fingers and slide them up and down her slit, till I've collected enough to ensure she was well prepped.
"May I?"
"Please, anything"
And with that, I slowly pushed my digits into her, immediately feeling her soaked walls squeeze around me. She whimpers at the unfamiliar feeling and I stroke my free hand on her milky thigh in an attempt to soothe her.
I go at gentle pace, ensuring she acclimated properly. After giving her a minute or two, her legs clamp around my head at the feeling of me finding her sweet spot.
"Right there?", I teased, watching her moan and shudder.
My rhythm steadily picked up and with each passing second, I could tell she was nearing her climax.
"You're doing so good for me", I mumbled against her aching bundle of nerves.
I sped up my ministrations, practically ramming my digits into her and she howls like a wolf at the moan.
"I need to- fuck, I'm-"
"Do it, I need you, please", I encouraged, lapping up her wetness like a ravenous animal.
That was all it took for her to completely come undone with a scream that surely echoed through the surrounding forest. She falls limp against the sheets and I cleaned her up once more with my tongue, causing her to convulse slightly at the overstimulation.
Once I helped her ride out her orgasm, I carefully slid my fingers out, hearing her hiss at the emptiness. I then crawled my way on top of her, sharing the sweetness she left on my lips.
"How was that?"
"Good", she panted, making me giggle.
I watch as she gathered the remaining strength she had left and crawled atop me. I welcome her into my embrace a pressed a kiss to her forehead.
"If I haven't made it clear thus far, Mary Wardwell", I say, as she craned her head to face me.
A soft afterglow painting across her alabaster skin.
WARNING: ANGST, SMUT 18+, Legal Age Difference, Betrayal, Violence, Death, Reconciliation, Marking Kink, Oral Sex (Lilith Receiving), Fingering (Lilith Receiving), Praise Kink, Lilith Uses Sex Magic To Give Herself A Cock, Breeding Kink
PREFACE: Reader is a witch who was found by Lilith in the woods after being attacked by Angels. Mesmerized by her beauty, Lilith takes Reader back to Pandemonium and recruits her as one of Lucifer’s foot-soldiers…but what happens when business and pleasure mix?
A/N: Lilith's P.O.V. in Bold and Colored!
LILITH'S P.O.V.
The Dark Lord and I teleport back to Greendale and found ourselves at the steps of the Spellman residence. The door swings open at the force of his magic and allowed us inside, but to our surprise, there was no one there.
"Where are they?", he angrily huffed.
"I-I don't know, they were just here-"
"Find them!", his voiced boomed with thunder and lightning illuminating the night sky.
Just then, a picture frame falls over by the fireplace, causing a wicked grin to tug at Lucifer's lips.
"Oh, (Y/N)", he playfully called out.
"Come out come out, wherever you are"
He began approaching the lit hearth with slow eerie movements.
"I know you're here somewhere"
He quickly reaches behind him and there appeared (Y/N), screaming at the grasp on her hair.
"As much as I love a little game, I'm afraid we're gonna have to cut it short"
He presses his face to the side of hers, as she weeps.
"Did you really think I'd fall for your little parlor trick?"
"Some trick", I added on.
My voice cold and unfeeling.
"Lilith, why?", she sobbed.
"Did you honestly think I'd go behind the Dark Lord's back for someone like you?", I questioned.
"Someone so...pathetic and weak?"
She shakes her head, before Lucifer teleports us outside.
"You know what happens now, don't you, dove?", Lucifer questions, shoving her onto the ground.
"Such a shame, really. I saw true potential in you, child"
"We both did"
She looks back up at me, as I averted my gaze.
"Any last words?", Lucifer teased, pouting.
"Yeah", she exhaled, looking back at Lucifer as the sad expression faded from her face.
"Now!"
YOUR P.O.V.
I get back up and there appeared Sabrina, clamping down one of his feet with a horseshoe and immobilizing him.
"Ambrose!", Sabrina called out and he appeared, repeatedly striking him with a chain.
He lets out one earth-shaking roar after the other and while doing so, Hilda and Zelda appear behind him, driving two Damascus steel daggers into his back, before jumping backwards at the bolts of lightning coming down from the sky.
Lucifer finally falls to his knees, but only for a moment.
"You fools", he growled, ripping out the daggers with yet another scream.
He then yanks his foot out of the trap, before using magic to redirect the draggers against Hilda and Zelda's necks.
"Aunties!", Sabrina yelled, before getting thrown backwards, along with Ambrose, with a wave of Lucifer's hand.
He then lunges towards me and holds me up by my throat, depriving me of oxygen with a death-like grip.
"This is the end of the line for you, young (Y/N)", he snarled, just as he was about to snap my neck.
"And for the rest of y-", he was cut off.
When a spear goes through his chest. I look over his shoulder and there was Lilith, holding the other end of it with a look of rage in her eyes.
He lets me go and I gasp for air, watching him turn to face her.
"Lilith", he muttered, spitting up black blood, before his knees met the ground once more.
"I-"
"Shhh, let's not spoil a perfect moment", she presses a finger to his mouth.
She looks back up at me with a smirk that set my soul on fire. I take the hint and grab the handle, twisting the blade inside him, before drawing it back out and handing it to her.
She then leans down to his level, before grabbing a fistful of his hair.
"No, no, no-", he pleaded, before Lilith slit his throat open, spraying the forest floor with his blood.
Once his struggled movements came to a halt and the light had left his eyes, only then does she lets him fall to the ground with a thud. The daggers drop from the aunties' necks and immediately, the Spellmans found their way back to each other.
I lock eyes with Lilith and she steps over Lucifer, pulling me into the tightest embrace she'd ever given me.
"It's over", I exhaled.
She pulls away, wiping the sweat and dirt off my face.
"But not for us", she smiled through teary eyes.
I close the distance between us and press my lips against hers, whilst her hands found my waist to draw me in closer. I hear someone clear there throat and I pull away to fins Sabrina waiting there.
"Oh, we should get going", I tell Lilith.
"(Y/N)", she calls out.
I turn back to her and she wraps her arms around me, catching me off guard.
"Thank you", she whispers.
I let out a relieved sigh and hug her back.
LILITH'S P.O.V.
Following the events that took place in Greendale, we made our way back to the fiery depths, alongside Sabrina, where she summoned the demon hoard and declared I was now Queen Of Hell.
"Sacrilege!", Asmodeus hissed.
"We do not acknowledge Lucifer's offspring as queen, much less his concubine", Purson added.
"Well, that really isn't my problem, is it?", Sabrina snapped.
"From here on out, I relinquish my royal duties to Lilith"
"This wench will never be queen-", Beelzebub goes to say, when he was interrupted by his throat being slit open.
The crowd gasps, backing away from the unfolding scene before them. Sabrina and I look over and see (Y/N)'s hand raised, holding out her index finger.
"There's more where that came back from, gentleman", she warned.
"And if you insult your new queen again, I will see to it that your deaths will not come as merciful as this one", she said through gritted teeth.
In that very moment, I felt my core begin to throb and cause my knees to press together. I'd never seen her like this and frankly, I enjoyed it more than I should've.
"Let me remind you all that it was Lilith that brought on your mighty Dark Lord's death. Something that was once deemed impossible", Sabrina defends, turning back to us.
"And I don't know about you, (Y/N), but I think that more than qualifies her to rule over hell, don't you think?"
"I believe so"
Sabrina smirks, returning her attention back to the Hoard.
"Unless one of you wants to test that theory", (Y/N) adds.
They all exchange nervous glances whilst murmuring to each other, before Lilith causes lighting and thunder to strike inside the room.
"All hail your new Queen! Praise Lilith!", Sabrina introduced, as they all scrambled to kneel before me.
"Praise Lilith!"
YOUR P.O.V.
After setting the court straight and dismissing the horde, Sabrina walked both Lilith and I to our room.
"(Y/N)", she called out, as I look back at her.
"See you at Dr.Cerberus's tomorrow?"
"Yeah. I'd like that", I grinned.
She sends me a smile back, disappearing in a swirl of flames; courtesy of Lilith.
"Well...it seems like we have Pandemonium all to ourselves", Lilith announced, pulling me in by my waist.
"It would seem so"
Our lips meet in a heated lock, as she opened the door, letting us inside the room. I then use her body to close it, before tugging at the zipper on the back of her dress. Once I was successful in doing so, she allows the gown to fall and pool at her ankles. I was then faced with her bare body and a lack of air in my lungs.
"This never fails to surprise me", I say under my breath, before kissing down her neck.
I grab beneath her mounds and take each of her hardened buds into my mouth. She melts against me, moaning my name as if it were an unholy prayer. I feel her snake her slender fingers into the roots of my hair, holding me there like I'd slip away at any moment. I then continued my journey down her abdomen till I was eventually on my knees.
"My queen"
I could tell she enjoyed the title by the whine that escaped her. Without wasting another moment, I spread her legs and throw them over my shoulders, whilst looking up at her and kissing the inside of her thighs. I must admit, her fucking me was nothing short of ecstasy, but seeing her so vulnerable and needy fueled a a fire in me I never knew I needed to fuel.
"Don't make me beg", she pleaded.
And with that, I licked up her wet folds with one clean lick, earning a sweet little gasp from the demoness. Just the taste of her alone overwhelmed my senses.
I began working circles on her clit with my tongue, as my fingers rubbed up and down her entrance. She shudders against me and I let out a menacing chuckle.
"You're such a tease", she hissed.
"My apologies, your highness"
I finally thrust two digits into her as she moans out.
"Fuck!"
"That's it", I praised.
I start off with a slow rhythm, allowing her a moment to adjust, before feeling her pulse around my fingers. Each wanton moan and curse only encouraging me further. Before I knew it, I was going faster and faster, till I was ramming right into her g-spot.
"Don't stop!", she begged, grinding against my mouth.
I ferociously sucked at her clit, eating her out like she would be the last thing I'd ever have.
"You're so close, darling"
She slams a hand on the door, desperately trying to keep her balance.
"Do it. Come for me", I ordered.
With one last buck against me, she squirts all over the lower half of my face, as I savored every last drop. I help her ride out her climax, before gently pulling out my now glistening fingers and sucking them dry. I then rise off my knees and kiss her with a new found need.
"How'd I do?", I questioned breathlessly.
"Get on the bed. On all fours", she ordered, panting.
I bite back a smile and do as she says, feeling her follow close behind me. She then grabs my hips, whilst pushing my head down and catching me by surprise.
"Thought it was a good idea to tease me, darling?", she asks, leaning down to whisper.
"Think again"
She mutters a familiar spell and instantly, I felt her cock press against my thighs.
"I take it from the dripping mess between your legs, you're ready for me?", she grinned against the shell of my ear.
"Yes, please", I whined, reaching for the hand she had on my hip.
In one swift thrust, she fills me to the hilt, ripping a moan that had already been teetering on the edge of my lips.
"There she is", she chuckled between her pants.
She didn't bother with building up the momentum, but instead immediately started fucking me within an inch of my life. Without having to worry about Lucifer, I was sure all of Hell could hear every scream and moan that echoed through the empty halls.
"Fuck! Don't stop!"
"Wouldn't dream of it", she groaned, digging her nails into my flesh.
The pleasure grew more and more intense with each passing second, so it should've come as no surprise to me when my orgasm began to rapidly build.
"You feel so fucking good!", she grunted, rutting her hips into me.
Sensing I was nearing my end, she reaches between my legs and began toying with me clit.
"Yes, right there! Oh, fuck!"
She began to struggle with keeping a steady rhythm and I knew she was not too far behind me.
"So needy, so delicious", she praised, leaving hickeys all up and down my neck and shoulders.
"Lilith-"
"Do it, I need to feel you", she ordered with laboring breaths.
With one final moan, I hit my peak and my walls squeeze around her length, as she spilled her warmth into me. I go limp, but instead of letting me fall onto the mattress, she holds me in place and continues to slowly thrust into me until I was filled to the brim. Only then does she pull out and she flip me onto my back, spreading my legs wide to watch her cum ooze out of my aching slit.
"I love seeing you so full and spent, darling. I could fill this cunt all day if I could", she says, leaning down to lick up her hard work.
I grip the sheets and whine at how sensitive I still was. She makes her way up my body, before sharing our mixed essences.
"Do you taste us?"
I nod and chew at her bottom lip, releasing it with a snap.
After several other rounds and positions, we laid breathless in each others arms, basking in the embrace of the serene afterglow. I nuzzle my face into her neck, as she traced mindless shapes on my back.
"So, my queen"
She chuckles, pulling me in closer.
"Would you deem this an adequate way to celebrate your victory"
"It was perfect. You are perfect", she says, pouring her baby blue eyes into mine.
WARNING: ANGST, Legal Age Difference, Mentions Of Arson, Confrontation
PREFACE: Reader is a witch who was found by Lilith in the woods after being attacked by Angels. Mesmerized by her beauty, Lilith takes Reader back to Pandemonium and recruits her as one of Lucifer’s foot-soldiers…but what happens when business and pleasure mix?
A/N: Lilith's P.O.V. in Bold and Colored!
LILITH'S P.O.V.
If (Y/N)'s plan was going to work, I needed to make sure all things were considered. The only thing bigger than Lucifer's desire to extend Hell onto earth was his ego. His truest weakness. (Y/N) and I agreed that since he believed that I was less likely to betray him over her, I'd do everything in my power to convince him that this fact still stood true.
Earlier that evening, (Y/N) overheard a conversation between us and when she found out what Lucifer asked Sabrina to do, she and I agreed to finally put our plan into action. Although I was against her putting herself at risk, she reassured me that it was all a part of keeping Sabrina on the path of light.
I was now seated beside Lucifer, after just adjourning a meeting with some councilmen.
"As you know, I've tasked Sabrina with burning down Baxter High and I will be there later on to see she goes through with it"
"Dark Lord, do not take this as me questioning your judgment, but why her? Why not me?"
He scoffs, directing his gaze to his lap.
"Have I not proven myself loyal to you?"
"Oh Lilith, you know how self pity bores me"
I mask my disgust with a look of hurt.
"Sabrina is my one and only heir. A bridge between witches and mortals. She is the key to total world domination. Once she fulfills the final prophecy, my reign begins and the false god's ends. As for you, well", he explained, twirling a strand of my hair.
"You're doing so well as my right hand"
"You wouldn't want to jeopardize that, would you?"
His touch that once brought me comfort now repulsed me. I couldn't believe all the years I'd wasted on this pathetic excuse of a man.
YOUR P.O.V.
I ran like hell towards Baxter High and as I arrived, I see Sabrina walk out with the canister. She couldn't do it.
"Fuck", I muttered to myself, sprinting towards the entrance.
"Sabrina!", I yell, stopping to catch my breath.
Her teary eyes find me amidst the dark night.
"(Y/N), what are you doing here?"
"This is a test. A test that Lucifer tasked you with, right?"
Her brows meet in confusion.
"Y-Yeah, how did you-"
"I can't explain now, but he's gonna show up any minute and you have to make him believe you'll do anything he says from here on out"
Before she could question you, the smell of Brimstone fills our senses.
"He's here. I have to go"
"(Y/N)-"
"Just do it! He'll stop you before you drop the match"
I teleport to the nearby woods and watch through one of the windows. She douses the halls with gasoline and lit the match with a shaky breath.
"You can do this, Brina", I whisper.
Just as expected, Lucifer appears behind her and orders Sabrina to stop. I let out a sigh of relief and after I watch him disappear from view, I met up with Lilith at the same clearing in the woods.
"Did she do it?"
"She almost didn't, but I got there in time"
"Okay. Now, what?"
"The Mortuary. We have to tell her and her family what's going on"
Lilith could sense my apprehensiveness and takes my face into her hands.
"What's wrong?"
"I might just lose a friend tonight"
Lilith sighs.
"I know it's stupid, but she's a good person. She didn't ask for any of this"
Lilith presses a kiss to my lips, whilst rubbing her thumbs on my cheek.
"You're more than making up for it now. I'm sure even if she does get crossed, she'll come around. Okay?", she reassured.
Even with danger constantly looming around every corner, I'd never felt more safe than when I was with her.
"Okay. Thank you"
"Of course", she smiled.
I take her hands and we teleport to the Mortuary. Here goes nothing.
LILITH'S P.O.V.
We approached the front door and (Y/N) knocks on it, trembling.
Sabrina opens it and her eyes go wide.
"(Y/N), Miss Wardwell"
"I'm guessing you have some questions"
She reluctantly steps aside and we enter to see the rest of the Spellmans already waiting in the living room.
"I told them what happened", Sabrina says.
"Start talking", Zelda demanded.
"Okay well, I guess there's no need beating around the bush anymore"
She began going into detail about everything. How she knew about Sabrina's task, the true origin of Sabrina's existence and everything that happened to get us here. I could tell she was getting choked up seeing Sabrina's stare go from confused to angry.
"I'm the Herald of Hell", Sabrina whispered to herself.
"And you knew. This whole time you knew?"
"Sabrina, I'm so so sorry. I did what I had to-"
"You mean lie and manipulate me?"
"I didn't want to", (Y/N) sobbed.
Sabrina scoffs, looking away.
"I swear-"
"Yeah, cause your promises means so much right now"
"Sabrina, she wants to help you. We both do-"
"Don't start. Miss Wardwell or Lilith or whatever your name is"
I bow my head, averting my gaze.
"Sabrina, I made a mistake, but I wanna make things right"
"And why should we bother trusting you? For all we know, this could just be yet another tactic to lure us into a false sense of security. We know you're no stranger to that", Zelda pointed out.
I couldn't take another moment of them attacking her. They could say whatever they wanted about me, but seeing her being berated while knowing who she really was at heart angered me more than anything.
I take her hand and stepped in front of her.
"She's doing this for me"
The Spellmans exchange a look of scepticism at my announcement.
"Along with wanting to right her wrongs and prevent Lucifer's plans from succeeding, she wants me to be free of his control. Before her, I was just another weapon in his arsenal and she showed me that I was worth much more than that"
I look back at her and she smiles through her tears.
"In a way, she saved me too"
"And if it hadn't been for (Y/N), I'd still be mindlessly doing his bidding and you, Sabrina, would be one step closer to fulfilling the prophecy of bringing on the Apocalypse"
Sabrina sighs through her nose and uncrosses her arms.
"I do suppose she has a point-", Hilda chimed in.
"Hilda", Zelda interrupted.
"Well, she's made her fair share of mistakes, but she's making up for it now. Besides, they didn't need to tell us any of this, but they did. That's gotta count for something, right?"
"I have to say I agree with Aunt Hilda on this one, cousin. Am I justifying what she did? No, but what would've happened had she not told us the truth?"
YOUR P.O.V.
Sabrina takes a seat on the couch and I followed suit.
"There is nothing I could say to make this better and I know that and I'm sorry. You've always been a good friend and I will never be able to thank you enough for that. I don't expect you to forgive me or ever wanna speak to me again...but please, let me do this one thing and I'll leave you alone"
She shakes her head at me.
"Even if I were to accept your help, which I'm not saying I will, what could you possibly do?"
"Lilith has a plan, we both do, but you need to hear us out. After that, if you still don't want our help, we'll leave you alone"
She exchanges an uncertain look with Zelda, to which the redhead turns away, taking a drag from her cigarette.
"Sabrina, please. If not for me or Lilith, do this for your family. Roz, Harvey, Theo, the whole world. Everyone and everything is at risk. Once Lucifer takes over, life as we all know it will cease to exist. I'm begging you, please"
Silence falls upon the Mortuary with the heavy revelations. It seemed to me that this was the end. There was nothing left to do.
"We should go, while we still have time", Lilith quietly urged, helping me up by the arm.
"I'm so sorry...to all of you", I say once more, before we made our way out of the house.
"What are we gonna do?", I wept, as the door closed behind us.
Lilith holds me in her arms, listening to me completely fall apart.
"I don't know, but there has to be a way"
I pull away and as I did to her once before, she wipes away my tears.
"In the many years I've been alive, you are the first person to show me that I deserved to be loved the way I love and I will fight till my last my breath before I ever lose that"
My gaze softens.
"What are you saying?"
She takes a deep a breath, before pulling me into a kiss.
"I love you, (Y/N)", she mutters against my lips.
For a brief moment, my tears of agony became ones of joy.
"I love you, Lilith", I returned, wrapping my arms around her neck, while hers found the small of my waist.
"We'll find away to stop him"
I nod and she takes my hands.
"I promise"
Just then, the door opens and there stood before us was the teenage witch.
"What's the plan?"
LILITH'S P.O.V.
I teleport back to Pandemonium and immediately go to find Lucifer. As per usual, he was in the throne room, conducting yet another meeting with the demons of Hell about the nearing apocalypse.
"Dark Lord, I'm afraid I have some troubling news"
"Can't this wait until after I'm finished?"
"Unfortunately, it's urgent"
He groans and dismisses the hoard. Once they had all gone, he pulls me aside.
"What could be so important that you must cut my meeting short?"
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PREFACE: Reader and Agatha met during the 1920's in New Orleans, when Agatha had to move once again as to not arouse suspicion for not aging. They were together for years, but one night, everything changed and Agatha leaves. A century later, she finds Reader again and convinces her to walk down the Witch's Road alongside her and her new coven
A/N: Flashbacks In Italics!
Letter In Purple And Italics!
ONE THING I'MMA DO...IS NOT CRASH THE FUCK OUT AFTER WRITING THIS (I'm reminding myself)
After narrowly escaping Alice's trial and making sure Teen was okay, gathered and started a campfire to brace the cold winter night, before resuming our journey down the road.
"(Y/N)", called out, as I turned to face her.
"Why don't you show us your battle scars?"
I take a quick glance around the group and shrug, thinking 'why not?'.
I pull up my shirt and show them the scar on my stomach, taking notice of the way Agatha's eyes lingered on my exposed skin.
"Bar fight with some random chick who thought I was looking at her boyfriend", I scoff.
"Damn", Alice muttered.
"Yeah, she took a bottle and broke it off on the table and...well. I'm pretty sure you guys can guess how that ended", I say, rearranging my blouse.
"Like I swung that way", I added, watching the ladies turn to each other chuckling.
Just then, Agatha pipes up.
"I have a scar"
"Yeah, the one on your arm", Lilia pointed out.
"Not just that one", she interjected, shaking her head.
I narrow my gaze, looking down at her. More than a hundred years later and I still remembered every inch of her body from the top of her head to the bottom of her feet. If my memories served me right, that was the only scar she had.
"A long time ago...I loved someone", she began.
My heart sunk slightly, realizing who she was talking about.
"And I had to something I did not want to do...even if I had no other choice"
That was bullshit and she knew it. She did have a choice and she chose to be a coward.
"And it hurt them", she added.
Back in nineteen-twenty, the start of the Roaring Twenties era, Agatha and I met, when she walked into the speakeasy I was performing at. I was singing my final song of the evening and I spot her sizing me up from the front row. Of course, I grew bashful at the attention, but remained committed to finishing my set.
Once I was done, I take a bow, expressing my gratitude for the crowd's enthusiasm.
"You've been lovely this evening, I'm (Y/F/N), goodnight!", I bid farewell, as the room erupted with applause.
I get back to my dressing room and change into a more comfortable dress, before making my way to the bar.
"You did great, kid", the barkeep praised, handing me my usual.
"Thanks, Rusty", I say, taking the martini.
"Dirty", I hear a voice say behind me, causing me to look over my shoulder.
It was the woman from earlier.
"Pardon?", I say, narrowing my eyes.
"The drink?", she said, smirking.
I look back at my drink and that's when I realized what she was referring to.
"Oh!"
She chuckles, taking the seat beside me.
"You've got quite the voice", she complimented, bringing a pinkish hue to my cheeks.
"Thank you", I replied, avoiding her piercing gaze.
I could sense a certain air about her that intrigued me. I just couldn't put my finger on it.
"The name's Agatha Harkness", she introduced, extending a hand.
Harkness....why did that name sound so familiar?
"(Y/N)", I said, offering mine, lazily bent at the wrist.
She takes it and runs her thumb over my knuckles, causing my breath to hitch over so slightly. I couldn't help but bend to my curiosity's will.
"You said your last name was...Harkness?"
"Yeah, sound familiar?", she asked.
I had to be careful. I couldn't risk exposing the fact that I was a witch to the wrong person.
"I believe so. It might sound silly, but a long time ago, I had family that migrated out of Salem"
Her brows raise and she looks me up and down again, releasing my hand.
"Or at least that's what my mother told me. Any who, she had this book of our family's history and I think I might've seen that last name somewhere"
"Is that so?", she questioned.
Her voice sultry and soft.
"I told you it was silly"
"Not at all", she disagreed.
She takes a quick glance around the room, before subtly nodding at a waiter serving drinks.
"Watch him right there"
I do as she says and in that moment, the waiter's eyes glow a brilliant shade of purple, before he drops the tray.
My hand goes over my mouth in shock, as she let out a snort of laughter.
"You're a witch", I whispered just loud enough for her to hear.
"Yes and I know you are one too", she says, looking over at me.
I couldn't help but grin in excitement. Not only had it been years since I'd even seen another witch, but I was actually speaking to one.
"Wanna blow this joint?", she questioned, offering her hand once more.
And since that night, we'd become inseparable, spending every waking moment together. If we weren't out and up to mischief, we were on each other like fever on skin. Not a day would go by before she replaced one fading love-bite with a fresh one.
"Just so people know you're happily spoken for", she exhaled against my neck.
I was sure I'd finally met the person I was meant to be with. The twin flame that reignited the parts of me that I thought were gone for good...which only made it hurt all the more, when that fateful night came.
We were walking home through the quiet empty streets, after one of my gigs.
"Hey", she leaned in to whisper.
"Keep the corset on tonight", she said, making me chuckle to myself.
"You are insatiable"
"Can you blame me?", she sarcastically quipped.
Just then, women in cloaks began to emerge from the shadows. Sensing potential danger, Agatha immediately shields me behind her.
"Can we help you?", Agatha questioned.
"Traitor", they hissed, before the head of the group stepped forward.
"Agatha Harkness", she called out.
"You are found guilty of the murder of your coven"
My stomach drops, hearing the accusation.
"Agatha, what is she talking about?"
"Don't worry about it, sweetness", she reassured, not taking her eyes off of the seven women before us.
"Seize her!", the head ordered.
I use my powers in an attempt to knock them back, only for her to ricochet my spell and heating me right in the stomach, causing me to double over in pain.
"No!", Agatha exclaimed, before facing them once more.
They all began reciting an incantation and a beam of blue struck Agatha, causing her to groan out.
"Agatha!", I say, trying to get back up to help.
"Don't!", she yelled, holding out a hand to keep me where I was.
Just then, the stream of blue magic turned purple and within seconds, the woman began to age rapidly and grow weak. My brows knit in confusion, as I tried to process what was happening.
Eventually, they all dropped to the ground one by one, leaving Agatha in a stand off with the head of the group.
"You...were born...evil!", she struggled, before following the other women's fates with a harsh thud.
Agatha dusts herself off, rushing back to me.
"Are you okay?", she whispered, cupping my face.
"Yeah", I exhaled.
Whether or not I was honest about how I was feeling, I didn't want to burden her more than I knew she already was.
The walk home was silent, but not the kind of silence that brought comfort or peace. It was tense and daunting. I had so many questions, but knew it wasn't the right time. Even as we got to my apartment and slipped into bed, my mind raced. Who were those women? Why did accuse Agatha of such a horrible thing? Most importantly....were they telling the truth?
"I'm so sorry", Agatha muttered, holding me closer against her.
Her voice giving away that she was on the brink of tears.
"Why?", I say, turning to face her.
"That you got caught up in all of this"
I sigh through my nose, wiping the tears from her cheeks.
"You would've done it for me"
Her face crinkles in agony.
"Let's just get some sleep. You can explain everything in the morning", I reassured, pressing a deep kiss to her lips.
She nods, pulling my head into her chest.
But when that morning came, my eyes fluttered open to a cold empty side. Panicked, I got up and immediately went looking for her, afraid more of those women came back in the dead of night. But when I reach the living room and find a note on the table, my heart met the floor with a smack.
My dearest (Y/N),
Meeting you was single-handedly the best part of the life I was given. You've shown me kindness, patience and a love I could never forget. I didn't think I was capable or even worthy of that kind of love, but you came in like a whirlwind and turned my whole word upside down.
And as much pain as it brings me to say this, that is also the reason why I had to leave. To ensure that I'd never bring harm to you ever again. Where I go, trouble follows and you deserve better than to live your life in fear simply because of me. I love you far too much to allow you to do that to yourself.
Sincerely,
A.Harkness
I collapse to the floor in tears, sobbing and struggling to breathe.
She was gone. Just like that. It felt like a part of me, the part that was only ever hers, was ripped away from my grasp. Years pass, people grow old and die and there I was, haunted by the one that got away.
"She is my scar"
Her eyes meet mine and the moment they did, I could feel my eyes begin to tear up and my throat start to tighten. Not wanting the group to see me upset, I got up.
"I'm gonna take a walk", I announced, trying hard to hide the tears threatening to spill.
I walk a good distance away, whilst breathing in to keep the tears from escaping. Agatha takes a deep breath, going to follow me, when Lilia grabs her by the wrist.
"She needs time", she reminded.
Agatha scoffs and rips her arm away. She eventually finds me at the top of the hill, overlooking the rest of the road. Her hand gently meets the small of my waist and that was all it took for my tears to escape.
"Don't", I say, shrugging away from her touch and turning to face her.
"Don't", I repeated, shaking my head.
"(Y/N)-"
"I don't wanna hear it. I'm only here cause Teen asked for my help", I struggled through my fading unbothered-facade.
She sighs, bowing her head.
"You're hurt", she muttered.
"Like you care"
"Don't say that. I do care"
I scoff, wiping my tears.
"That's rich coming from you. The same person who dragged Sharon into this, knowing she wouldn't survive"
"I did what I had to-"
"Stop saying that!", I cried out, causing Agatha to be taken aback.
My face scrunches up in agony, as I clutched my chest. Each breath was getting harder and harder to find.
"You...You", I broke out into sobs and Agatha rushes to sit me down.
"Is it a panic attack?", she questioned, hastily.
I try to get her away from her, but to no avail. No words would come out and all I could do was pathetically wail in her arms. All the feelings I managed to bury were all hitting me at once and there was now way of stopping them.
She takes my back against her chest, rubbing up and down my arms in an attempt to ground me.
"Count the trees. Count the stars", she ordered.
I look around and in my haze, I could make out the six surrounding trees and about a dozen solemn stars spread out across the sky.
"How many?"
"Mmm", I shake my head, fighting to find the words.
"How many, (Y/N)?", she repeated, firmer.
"Six...thirteen", I take in a shaky breath between the numbers.
"Good....good. Follow my breathing", she whispered, brushing my hair back away from my face.
We take a deep inhale, hold it for a few seconds and let it out. She repeated this till I was calm again to sit up on my own.
"That's it", she muttered softly.
She still remembered how to ease my anxiety, something I was sure she'd forgotten how to do. We sat in the tense silence for a minute, before I finally found the courage to speak again.
"Why did you come back for me? And don't say it's because of the road"
She looks down at her lap, hesitantly.
"I wanted to see you again"
It was now my turn to avert my gaze.
"What? Do you think I'm lying?"
"Well, that's kind of what you're known for-"
"Not to you", she cuts off, taking my hand and causing me to turn back to her.
"I knew you could handle it and survive, yes...but I had to know you were okay"
I stilled, contemplating whether I should take my hand away, but seemingly unable to do so.
"I couldn't stop thinking about you. How you were, what you were doing, who you were with, if you were still alive. The not-knowing drove me crazy, but it didn't matter...cause I knew keeping you safe was more important. I was a walking target and I couldn't risk getting you caught in the cross-fire", her words faltering, as her eyes began to brim with tears.
"It scared me too much", she admitted, hanging her head in shame, as tear after tear hit the ground.
"So I left...because it was easier to lose you by choice"
Her words shattered the parts of me I had just finally put back together.
"I still loved you...even after what happened", my voice reduced to nothing but whispered sobs.
"Even after you left...even now"
She turns to face me with a look of surprise.
"And I hate it", I whisper to myself, as my eyes fell shut.
She carefully cradles my face with shaky hands and my eyes reunite with hers once again.
"You have every right to", her voice stern, yet gentle.
"You needed me and I bailed. That was on me...but I need you to understand where I was coming from. If you were in my place, what would you have done? Would you have dragged me along, even if it meant putting me in danger?", she questioned.
I had no answer. I thought long and hard, but eventually came up short.
"What I did hurt you, I'm not denying that, but it was for the best. I would've never forgiven myself if...", her voice trembled.
I was stumped. Thinking about if I was in her place opened my eyes. Maybe she was right.
"If I let anything happen to you", she whimpered, sniffling.
Her eyes of ocean blue bore into mine with a sense of desperation.
"Please...I am so so sorry", she choked, sliding onto her knees and burying her face into my lap.
I take in a shuddering breath, gripping her shoulders to pull her back. I cup the sides of her face, as her eyes pleaded me not to let go.
"I love you", she muttered.
I could no longer fight it. The years of grief and solitude had finally caught up to me and before I knew it, my lips met hers in a heated exchange.
She pulls me atop of her by my waist to straddle her thighs and my fingers tangle into the roots of her hair. She then turns us over to gently lay me down against the fallen flower petals. Her lips stray from mine to my cheek and down my neck to leave a fresh bruise on my skin. I hiss, feeling her teeth graze against it, as her hands tightened like vice around my waist.
Finally, she pulls away only slightly to bunch up my skirt to reveal my lower half. Looking at me once more to ask for permission to proceed, I nod breathlessly. She spreads my legs apart, pulling my underwear to the side and wasting no time to lick up my slickness. I moan out, grasping at the roots of her hair.
"God, I missed you", she mumbled, dragging the tips of her fingers up and down my entrance.
"I missed you", I emphasized through my pants.
She hummed against my sensitive bundle of nerves, sending vibrations through it. I had almost forgotten just how good she used to make me feel. With a gentle motion, she slips two fingers into me, as I cried out her name.
"Agatha!"
"I know, baby", she reassured, stroking my outer thigh with her free hand, as she continued to devour me.
With each stroke of her fingers, she coaxed me closer and closer to my climax.
"Oh god!", I whined, bringing a smirk to her lips.
"That's it, my love", she encouraged, as she quickened her pace.
She knew just what to do to drive me up the wall and she relished in that fact, for no one else could make me feel the way she did.
"You taste so good", she praised.
I felt myself beginning to pulse around her, bringing a red hue to my cheeks from how embarrassingly fast she managed to get me to my peak.
"I feel you, baby. Do it...give it to me", she demanded, ramming directly into my g-spot.
I was then thrusted over the edge , as my vision faded to black from the overwhelming pleasure. After she was finished licking up the mess I made and helping me ride out my high, she crawled back up to share the taste of me with a desperate kiss.
"Do you taste yourself?" I nod, continuing to move my lips against hers.
Once I stilled, she rolls over and pulls me atop her chest, basking in the sweet afterglow.
"I'd say that was successful reunion", she teased, earning a scoff from me.
WARNING: ANGST, SMUT 18+, Violence, Mentions Of Sickness And Symptoms, Mentions Of Murder, Lovers To Enemies To Lovers Trope, Agatha Uses Sex Magic To Give Herself A Cock, Rough Sex
PREFACE: Reader and Agatha were together back when they still lived in Salem, but when Agatha takes the coven's power and kills almost all its members, she fled, living only Reader alive
A/N: Flashback In Italics!
Marvel finally grew a pair and gave us the lesbian angst we deserved
And yes this was heavily inspired by Chappell's unreleased song 'Subway'
All I remembered seeing, as the last of my vision faded into darkness, was someone stashing me inside a hollow tree and growing vines shielding me from view. In the far distance, her silhouette turned to face me once more, before disappearing into the thick fog ahead.
I hadn't seen Agatha since then, but I was determined to find her. After everything we'd been through, the last thing I ever expected was for her to betray me the way that she did. She killed our coven and ran off like it was nothing. Like what we had was meaningless and insignificant to her.
From that day forward, I vowed to make her pay, if it was the last thing I did.
It took a while, but I managed to track her down in New Jersey. It became difficult when I couldn't sense her magic anymore, but I knew she was there. It was just a feeling I couldn't shake.
I walked down the lane of houses, wary of the eyes following me, when I arrive at the very last one at the end of the street. I take a quick glance through the window and that's when I felt my heart drop.
The woman I loved all those years ago. The same woman who made me feel like I was actually worth something, just to take it all away from me.
Amidst the blinding rage that coursed through my body was the agony I felt when I she first left. It was a knife twisting inside me with no way out.
Wanting to end this once and for all, I stormed the house by kicking the door open to find her huddled in the corner of her kitchen. She tried hard to mask her fear with a cocky grin, but of course I saw right through her.
"Well, if it isn't (Y/F/N). God, how long has it been?"
"Three hundred years, six months and six days"
"Awe, you kept count-"
She was interrupted by a dagger I threw her way. The blade striking the cabinet when she ducked.
"I see you picked up knife-throwing", she teased.
I lunge forward, grabbing the back of her head and slamming her into the wall. I wanted her to hurt the way I hurt. Only ten times worse.
She falls to the floor, holding her head, as I grabbed another knife, but before I could drive it into her chest, she stops me by my wrist.
"Remember pain? Kinda tickles doesn't it?", I said through gritted teeth.
I only managed to draw a drop of blood, before she reached for the chair and knocked me off of her. She gets back on her feet and makes a run for the door, when I use my magic to block off her only exit.
"I'm surprised you aren't using magic to get out of this one", I say, following her into the living room and blowing a fallen strand of hair away from my face.
She sighed through her nose, not taking her eyes off of me.
"Don't tell me you've reformed?"
"Another witch took my powers. The Scarlet Witch"
I scoff in surprise.
"So you finally got what was coming to you"
Her lips were set in a fine grimace.
"Well...almost. I'm just here to finish the job", I say, using my powers to launch her across the room.
She hits a glass case and falls to the ground with a thud, wincing. Just as I go to throw another one of my daggers, she holds a hand out.
"Wait! Wait", she pleaded, halting me.
"This isn't what you want. Me? Without power?", she chuckled nervously, carefully getting back up.
"This is- this is undignified! Don't you want me at my best?"
She stretches out the kinks in her neck, making sure not to take her eyes off of me.
"Admit it, you prefer me-"
"Horizontal? In a grave?", I cut off.
"Formidable", she answered.
"Come on, baby. You love it, the anticipation", she whispered, taking a step closer.
"Hm. That would be fun", I shrugged.
"Wouldn't it? Just...let me get my purple back and come find me after-"
"Not a chance in hell. Which is exactly where I plan on sending you. I promise to make it quick", I mocked, winding my blade back.
"Wait! Please!"
I roll my eyes, irritated with the stalling.
"Look. I hurt you, I'm not denying that", she swallowed thickly.
"But I didn't want to. I didn't have a choice", she shakes her head.
"You always have a choice. Like not killing our coven for example"
"You don't know what happened-"
"Or leaving me...when I needed you", I struggled to hide the hint of sadness peaking out from behind my anger.
Up to this point, I was able keep my composure, but the longer I looked at her, the more I felt the pain I'd been carrying around for years creep up on me.
"(Y/N)-"
"I woke up alone, surrounded by nothing but a pile of bodies and no one to turn to. You did that!"
Agatha bows her head, unable to hold my hurt gaze.
"I loved you, so so much", my voice was reduced to nothing but tearful whispers.
"So could you imagine just how much it killed me when you left? To find out it was all one-sided?", I hissed through gritted teeth.
"I did love you-"
"No, you didn't. You don't leave someone you loved behind"
I could tell that struck a nerve in her, when the brim of her eyes began to water.
"Why do you think I spared you and hid you in that tree? Hm? So you could exact revenge on me three hundred years later? Why not just finish the job?", her tone now angry at my accusations.
I was dumbfounded by the revelation. It was as if time ceased to move and the rest of the world disappeared around us.
"What?"
"I left to protect you. It was for your own good"
"That was you?"
"Of course it was. Everyone else was dead by the time I found you again"
My brows furrowed in confusion.
"What do you remember?", she questioned, mimicking my expression.
"I..."
"We were in the woods. I was confronting my mother about conspiring to kill me, when you showed up"
Suddenly, rushes of the past engulfed my vision. The grief of losing both my family and Agatha must've been too much for me to bare and caused my mind to distort my recollection of it.
I was walking through the forest, looking for my familiar, when I stumbled upon the empress and Agatha fighting.
"You were born evil", the empress snarled, as Agatha tensed at her tone.
"Empress? Agatha? What's happening?"
The empress turns back to Agatha with a look of disgust.
"No-", Agatha goes to intervene, but was interrupted by me getting struck with a bolt of magic.
"Obviously, I struck her back and when the other members overheard us, all hell broke loose. I was running and fighting for my life for hours"
"Why would she do that? Why would she try to kill you?"
"You heard her, I was 'born evil'. Finding out about the Darkhold was just the nail in the coffin"
Each missing piece of what happened finally began falling into place.
Back in Salem, a devasting sickness swept through the town and nearly claimed the lives of all its residents. Unfortunately, I was one of the unlucky few that fell victim to the disease's rampage.
It started with a fever and a few aches, but quickly escalated to me vomiting blood by the pint. I was bed-ridden for days and sure to die as there was no traditional spell to cure my ills, when Agatha made me a promise to keep me alive, no matter the means.
"I won't let you die", she sniffled, wiping the sweat off of my forehead.
"Agatha-"
"Don't. I'll find a way"
And that's what made her turn to Dark Magic and discover a book called the Darkhold. In the dead of night, whilst everyone was either asleep or nursing the sick, she snuck back into my hut and performed the ritual that restored my health.
"I don't know how she found out, but somehow she did"
I angrily wiped away the tears that managed to escape me.
"Let's say you're telling the truth about what really happened. You still left me", my voice trembled with each word.
"I couldn't risk people thinking you were involved. If they did, you would've spent the rest of your life running and you deserve better than that", she said, getting close enough to cradle my face in her hands.
I inhale, shrugging to get away from her.
"I don't believe you"
"Seems like you do"
Finally fed up with her mind games, I grab her by the throat and spun us around to pin her to the wall. I conjure another dagger and just as I raised it high into the air. This was it. The moment I'd been working towards for the last three centuries...only I couldn't move. She didn't have her powers, so I knew it couldn't have been her.
"You can't do it, can you?", she struggled.
"It's cause you know I'm telling the truth"
She was right. The realization knocked the wind out of me like a bat to my chest. I knew deep down, no matter how much she hurt me by leaving and how much I hated her for it, she only did what she had to...because she loved me. I took a shaky breath and felt another tear roll down my cheek.
She lowers the hand I held the dagger and cupped my face.
"That's it. Easy"
Once my hands were both to my side, she pulled me into a tight embrace, as I nuzzled into her neck.
"Oh, sweetheart. I missed you", she sighed contently.
Her own voice quivering at the feeling of my trembling sobs.
She eventually pulled away just enough to wipe my face dry and in that moment, my eyes poured into her baby blues.
I didn't know whether it was the adrenaline or the burden of the last few centuries being taken off of me, but before I could figure it out, I dropped the knife, grabbed her face and smashed my lips against hers. I backed her up against the wall, careful to guide her around the broken glass.
She quickly got to work on pulling my shirt off over my head and I followed suit, untying her robe. I couldn't help but take a moment to admire her hardened buds peaking through her nightgown.
"Missed me?"
"Shut up", I exhaled, pulling her back onto my lips, as she moaned at my man handling.
Once we were done ridding ourselves of all our clothes, she spun the both of us around to pin me now. She held my wrists against the wall and trailed her kisses down to my neck.
"You're so fucking pretty", she mumbled, painting my skin with shades of red and purple.
I whine at her nibbling down on my shoulder and throwing me around her waist. She takes us to the couch and I grind myself down on her lap, groaning at the sensation. As I returned the favor and left marks all up and down her neck, she mumbles something in Latin. Before I could question what she was doing, I felt something press against my core.
"Is that..."
"Really thought I forgot your favorite spell?", she grinned wickedly, running her hands up my waist to hold me in place.
"I always did enjoy fucking you raw"
I dive back into her lips and adjusted my hips to help her along. She grabs the appendage by the base and uses the tip to rub firm circles on my already aching clit.
"You're a mess", she chuckled, taking one of my nipples into her mouth.
"Please, take me", I moaned, grasping the back of her neck and bracing for her to stretch me out.
In one smooth thrust, she filled me to the brim, as I cried out. It was much bigger than I remembered.
"God, you were always so warm...and tight", she panted between each subtle thrust.
After giving me a moment to adjust, she started with a gentle pace, reminding herself to litter my neck and shoulder with kisses to soothe me.
"My sweet angel, fuck", she groaned.
As I began to ride up and down her length. Her eyes rake over my form and the way my hips dropped forward and pulled back over and over again. With each motion, her tip directly pressed into my g-spot, making her name fall from my lips repeatedly like a cursed hymn.
Her nails claw down my back, earning a wince.
"I'm sorry", she panted.
"Don't stop"
"I don't wanna hurt you-"
"I don't care", I whine, diving back into her lips and riding her faster.
She uses her biceps to hold me in place, ramming up into me harder.
"Agatha, fuck", I whimpered, holding onto her shoulders for dear life.
"That's right, baby. You're all mine"
My climax was fast-approaching and all I could do was fight it off as long as I could, until she gave me permission. Even after years of hating her, my body never forgot.
"I can feel you getting close", she moaned.
"Do it for me, come on, baby. I need you to come", she pleaded, reaching down between us to vigorously rub my throbbing clit.
I came with a scream that surely echoed throughout the neighborhood, but I couldn't care less. My vision momentarily faded to black, as my head fell back from the overwhelming pleasure that consumed me.
She held me against her, groaning as she coated my walls with her warmth.
"Fuck", she grunted, still thrusting into me to help us both ride out our orgasms.
Both spent and covered in each other's sweat and essences, we stay still for a while to catch our breaths.
"Miss me now?"
Too tired to think of a comeback, I simply nodded against her shoulder, hearing chuckle.
WARNING: ANGST, SMUT +18, Violence, Injuries, Legal Age Difference, Sexual Tension, Jealousy, Harassment From Lucifer, Oral Sex (R Receiving), Fingering, (R Receiving) Praise Kink (R Receiving), Degradation Kink (R Receiving), Lilith Uses Sex Magic To Give Herself A Cock
PREFACE: Reader is a witch who was found by Lilith in the woods after being attacked by Angels. Mesmerized by her beauty, Lilith takes Reader back to Pandemonium and recruits her as one of Lucifer’s foot-soldiers…but what happens when business and pleasure mix?
A/N: Lilith's P.O.V. in Bold and Colored!
YOUR P.O.V.
I fell limp after one final stab to the chest. The dagger piercing through my ribs and into my heart. After hitting the ground, it didn't take long before my vision began fading into nothingness.
"Come on, we need to clear the woods before sundown", a faint voice announced.
And just like that, I was left for dead in the cold and lonesome...or so I thought.
LILITH'S P.O.V.
As I made my way towards the Mortuary, I hear a struggle coming from somewhere in the woods. Usually, I'd go about my business, but I could sense supernatural energy coming from the direction of the sound.
So against my better judgment, I decide to follow it using teleportation and end up a few feet away, hidden behind a tree. I didn't know exactly what I was expecting to see, but a witch being brutally murdered at the hands of two angels wasn't it. Once they fled, I approached the body and there began it all.
She was devastatingly beautiful. Even battered, bruised and bleeding, her presence was so compelling. Something within me would not allow me to carry on, no matter how much I needed to.
I kneel before her and take one of her wrists. To my surprise, though weak, I did indeed find a pulse. Guess the angels didn't bother to ensure they finished the job. I take a quick glimpse around, before resting my palms on her body and closing my eyes. I focus my magic and recite the spell to heal her wounds and within a matter of minutes, the gashes started to close.
Once the lacerations had disappeared, I got back up on my feet and went to leave, but that same feeling in my gut continued to work against me.
"Just go" I pleaded with myself.
But alas, my efforts to leave the stranger behind were in vain when I found myself teleporting us both to Pandemonium in a blaze of hellfire
"Ah, Lilith, just the woman I wanted to see", Lucifer greets.
Just before spotting the woman in my lap.
"Mmm and you've brought me a little treat"
"I've brought you an opportunity", I corrected rather fiercely.
The mere thought of Lucifer touching her sent me into a spiral I couldn't explain.
"Do explain"
"Well, since you insist on me being here more often, I thought another eye watching over Sabrina would be of use. After all, she continues to fight against the path of night"
It took him a moment to consider what I'd said, but once he came to a conclusion, he ultimately agreed.
"Very well"
I let out a quiet sigh of relief, before ordering the guards to prepare a room for her.
YOUR P.O.V.
I wake to a faint beam of red light shinning through the window. It emanated from the crimson moon that contrasted against the pitch black sky. Surrounding me were silk sheets and the four posts that held a canopy over the bed that was not my own. Where the hell was I?
"You're awake", a voice said from a particularly dark corner of the room.
"Who said that? Where am I?", I sat up.
"One question at a time, dear", the figure emerged from the shadows.
It seemed as if my heart had dropped to the soles of my feet. Although confused and slightly frightened, I was also mesmerized by her daunting beauty. Her dark locks cascaded down her alabaster skin and her eyes gleamed a baby blue that rivaled any sky.
I took a moment to recollect myself and finally found the courage to speak.
"Where am I?"
"Hell"
That would explain the vast darkness that engulfed the outside.
"Am I dead?"
"No. You nearly were, but I managed to heal you before you completely bled out"
My hands reached for where the wounds would've been, but as she said, they were gone.
"Why am I here?"
"I thought you would be of use to the Dark Lord and whatever he needs, I make happen", she explained making her way over to me.
"The Dark Lord? Lucifer?"
"Unless there are other dark lords out there that I am unaware of, then yes"
She takes a seat beside me, as I recoiled, still unsure of my safety.
"I'm not going to hurt you", she reassured.
Her voice soft and sultry.
She rakes her gaze up and down my body, before brushing a fallen hair behind my ear.
"If I was, I wouldn't have bothered to set up this room for you"
"Fair point", I quietly answered as she smiled.
"Now"
She stood from the bed and turned to face me.
"I must alert the Dark Lord that you've awaken. Will five minutes be enough for you to be decent?"
I didn't even realize that my own clothes were replaced by a negligee. My hands instinctively pull the robe together to shield what was left of my dignity.
"Yes", I hesitated.
"Good"
She walks off, using her magic to open the doors.
"Oh and...", she says over her shoulder.
"You needn't shy away from your body"
I didn't need to see her face to hear the subtle grin in her words.
The moment the doors shut behind her, I let out a deep sigh, as my eyes fell closed in an attempt to calm my nerves. That woman.
Just as I regained my composure, the torches that decorated the walls around me all lit up at once, finally illuminating the room and allowing me to see. On the foot of the bed laid a black floor length dress that shimmered red against the burning flames. The bodice embellished with what looked like a golden ribcage.
LILITH'S P.O.V.
"Dark Lord, Madam Satan", Minion addressed.
"The new recruit is ready to meet you"
"Excellent! Bring her in", Lucifer ordered.
The guards hauled the heavy doors open to reveal the young woman awaiting behind it, dressed in the gown I had chosen. Judging by how well it hugged at every delicious curve, it seemed to me that I made the right choice.
"Come in, my child. Please do not be a stranger", Lucifer beckoned.
She slowly began approaching us, whilst scanning around the room.
"Oh, how precious. Worry not. No harm shall come to those who are not threats. Especially not to pretty little things like you", he chuckled.
I couldn't help but glare at him through my peripheral vision.
"What is your name?"
"(Y/N)", she answered.
"(Y/N). What a lovely name. Isn't that a lovely name, Lilith?"
"Yes, your wickedness", I answered whilst averting my gaze.
"You must be wondering why you're here and I'd be more than happy to answer, but I must ask some questions of my own", he declared standing up from his throne and making his way down the platform.
"What were you doing in the woods?"
"I was ran out of town by Angels and followed to Sweetwater River"
"Well, of course. This has the False God's work written all over it"
She kept her gaze focused the floor, too afraid to look either of us in the eyes.
"Do you belong to any of my covens?"
"I did, Dark Lord"
"Did?"
I see tears begin to gather in her eyes and her hands ball up into fists.
"The Angels slaughtered them in our Desecrated Church. My familiar helped me escape, before they caught up to me at the river"
Lucifer turns back to me with a sinister smirk.
"No one to recognize her and foil my plans"
Narcissistic as always.
"As for my final question, it actually answers yours. You see, I plan on taking over earth and turning it into the tenth circle of hell. The only problem is my daughter, Sabrina. Sabrina Spellman, who you will befriend and sway towards the path of night to fulfill the prophecy of becoming the Herald Of Hell and bring forth the apocalypse. That is your purpose here"
I watched as he circles her like a predator about to close in on its prey.
"My question now is...are you up to the task?"
She looks over at me and I give her a simple nod.
"Yes, Dark Lord"
He stops right beside her, shamelessly eyeing down the front of her dress.
"And what say you about being of service in other ways?", he questioned slipping off one of her straps to expose her shoulder.
"Dark Lord, may I please speak to you in private?"
He flashes her one more smile, before meeting me back up the platform.
"This must be important if you decided to interrupt me-"
"It is. I'm afraid if you take advantage of this girl, she will most likely turn on us. We have enough on our plate with Sabrina and the Angels and the Kings of Hell, what if she goes to the Spellmans and reveals your plans? It's not worth the risk"
He sighs through flared nostrils.
"Very well then, you deal with her", he spat bitterly before disappearing in a whirlwind of flames.
YOUR P.O.V.
I collapse to the floor in tears, overwhelmed by everything. Not only did I lose my coven, my familiar and the life I once knew, but I was now a pawn in the Dark Lord's game with no way out.
I could barely catch my breath from the panic that consumed my whole being. It felt like my lungs were set ablaze and death was just looming around the corner. Just then, I see Lilith kneel before me.
"Look at me"
It took all the strength I had left to lift my head from the confines of my knees.
"Crying won't solve anything. If you want to survive, you must play your part in this seamlessly"
"But-"
"But nothing"
She takes a hold of my hand and poured her eyes into mine. I found comfort in her gaze. Something about it felt genuine and true.
"You will do what you must. Is that understood?"
After taking in a long deep breath, I started to come to my senses.
"Yes"
She takes a quick look around the room, before leaning in to whisper.
"No one will hurt you as long as I am here", she promised, getting back on her feet.
"Guards, escort her back to her chambers and have a meal brought to her"
She offers me a hand and I take it to stand back up. As she went to leave, I decided to give into my curiosity.
"Why are you helping me?", I questioned.
She stops for a moment, before continuing to walk out.
LILITH'S P.O.V.
It had been almost a month since I rescued (Y/N) and for the most part, things went smoothly. She managed to successfully infiltrate Sabrina's circle of friends without arousing any suspicion from her or her peers.
The only issue I faced was not being able to keep away from her. I'd use any and every excuse to get her alone and in those moments, it took all of me to keep a level head. I couldn't help it. She was just the sweetest little sin.
From the doe eyes to the soft lips, I fought against every instinct that begged me to touch her.
Especially now. It was lunch time at Baxter High and I called her into my office to 'discuss' her progress with Sabrina. When in reality, I just wanted her all to myself for even just ten minutes.
"I told her I was a witch"
"And what did she say, darling?"
I could tell the pet name had an effect on her by the way she straightened her posture. I barely managed to hide the smile tugging at my lips.
YOUR P.O.V.
It was like she was trying to get under my skin and if she was, it was working. Of course, I had to be imagining things. How could a woman like her find interest in someone like me?
"(Y/N)?"
I snap out of my thoughts and remembered where I was.
"She told me she was one too"
She sits up from her chair and walks around her desk.
"So you've gained her trust, I take it?"
"Yes, Madam Satan"
"Oh please, spare the formalities. Lilith is fine"
"Of course...Lilith"
Even her name felt like sin on my tongue. I see her lick her lips and I almost lost it.
"You're doing so well", she says taking my necklace into her slender fingers.
A breath hitches in the back of my throat from how close she was. She raises a brow and leans in even closer.
"Do I make you nervous, pet?"
My skin was on fire and I was on the verge of completely losing my cool.
Before anything else could happen, the door clicks open and Lilith let go of my pendant.
"Miss Wardell-" Sabrina called out.
"Oh, hey (Y/N)"
"Hey 'Brina", I greeted.
"I can just come back-"
"Oh there's no need for that. (Y/N) was just leaving...weren't you, dear?"
"Yes, Miss Wardwell"
I got up and picked my bag off the floor.
"See you at Chem, Sabrina", I say almost, sprinting out of the office.
That woman's gonna be the death of me.
Later on that day, I decided to walk Sabrina home in an attempt to gather more information.
"He just wants you to steal gum?", I questioned.
"I know it doesn't seem like a big deal now, but what happens when his demands get worse? It's just gonna get harder and harder to say no"
"It's possible, but not guaranteed. Maybe it's just a test to see if you'll actually do it"
"Maybe, but still", she sighs.
"Has ever visited you? Ask you to do something?"
If only she knew.
"You could say that"
"What'd he want?"
"He just wanted me skip school"
"Is that why you didn't come in last week?"
"No, this was back in my old school"
It didn't feel right to lie to her, especially when she's been so kind to me, but I had no other choice. It was just like Lilith said. Play the game and keep it moving.
"Has he visited you again after that?"
"No. It was just that one time"
We finally arrived at the Mortuary and as she went up the steps, she stops.
"Should I just do it then?"
All I could do was shrug.
"I mean, if it'll get him off your back and buy you some more time to come up with a game plan, I don't see why not"
She nods.
"See you tomorrow, (Y/N)", she bids farewell, letting herself inside.
After the door closes behind her, I made my way to the clearing in the woods where Lilith told me to meet her. As I did, that moment in her office played in a torturous loop in my head. What would've happened if Sabrina never walked in? I pondered on it for a bit, before I see Lilith herself step out from behind a tree.
"Excellent work"
"Thank you", I respond.
My voice barely above a whisper.
"Come now. The Dark Lord is waiting", she says extending a hand.
I carefully take it and we vanish into a flash of fire.
LILITH'S P.O.V.
After informing him of the day she'd had, minus some details, the Dark Lord was quite pleased to hear how much progress (Y/N) has made with Sabrina.
"All the pieces are falling into place", he grinned.
"That'll be all for you, (Y/N), you may retire for the evening", he dismissed.
I watched as she bowed her head, before making a swift exit out of the throne room.
"You as well, Lilith"
I follow behind her, till she arrived at her door.
"Goodnight, (Y/N). I do hope you sleep", I bid farewell, whilst eyeing up and down her frame.
And just as I began to walk off, I could feel her eyes follow every sway of my hips, causing me to stifle back a chuckle.
"Wait", she called out to me.
And snap went the trap.
"Yes?"
"Maybe we could um...talk for a bit? In my room?"
My brows raise in pretend surprise.
"Well, of course", I say approaching her.
"You've been so good"
She blushes at the praise, looking down at her feet.
"And I bet it gets so...lonely"
I use my finger to lift her chin.
"Doesn't it?"
She nods and I reach for the door handle behind her, making sure to brush my lips past her ear.
"We can surely fix that, can't we?"
The door unlocks and she shyly pulls away, walking in, as I followed suit.
"Stop there"
I walk over to her and carefully place my hands on her shoulders to bring her against me.
"It seems to me that you're quite comfortable in my presence"
She nods, as her eyes fell shut.
"I'm afraid I'm going to need a verbal answer, pet"
"Yes, I am", she shudders, feeling me press out the knots in her shoulders.
"May I?", I ask, tugging at the straps of her dress.
"Please"
Just hearing her beg like this has my skin crawling in goosebumps.
I pull them both to the side and watch as the dress completely slips off her body. Every inch of her skin was nothing short of absolute perfection.
YOUR P.O.V.
I could feel her eyes on me like a devastating fever.
"Oh, pet", she whispered against my ear, running her hands up my waist.
"Lilith", I exhaled.
"Mhm?"
"I need you"
She giggles to herself and turns me around to face her.
"Let's not keep you waiting, then"
After what felt like an eternity of her teasing, she finally crashes her lips onto mine and it was better than I could've ever imagined. Her lips were as soft as silk and as sweet as honey, which contrasted against the fierce grip she had on my hips. I knew in that moment that this was the closest I'd ever get to heaven.
Without breaking the kiss, she lead me towards the bed and sat me down.
"I've been waiting for this. To finally know what you taste like", she says, getting down on her knees in front of me.
"Would you like that?"
"Yes, please"
With one final smirk, she pulls my underwear to the side and licks up my slit, collecting the mess she made previously. I shiver at the sensation, letting out a quiet gasp and reaching for her hair.
"So good for me. So tasty", she mumbled, sending vibrations through my bundle of nerves.
We had just began and I was already on the verge of completely coming undone.
Her tongue worked furious circles on my clit, while her fingers prepped my entrance by spreading my wetness up and down it. With each passing second, I felt a climax that had been building up closing in on me.
She slips two fingers into me and I clap a hand over my mouth to muffle the sounds of my moans. She chuckles, taking my hand off of my face.
"I've enchanted this room to be soundproof. You didn't think I'd miss the opportunity to hear all the pretty sounds you make, did you?"
"Lilith", I panted.
"How long has it been since you've been touched, darling?"
"Too long", I whined, grinding myself against her mouth.
"Poor thing", she teased.
Her ministrations gradually quickened its pace and before I knew it, her digits were pounding into the spot I needed most.
"Fuck, yes there!", I cried out.
My walls clenched around her fingers, as I was losing my breath from all the wanton moans that fought themselves out of me.
"You're so close, I can feel it. Do it, come for me", she ordered.
And with that, I was thrusted over the edge and I came with a scream that echoed around the room. I go limp and fall back against the mattress. Lilith stands up and I whine at the sight of her glistening chin.
"That", she says, collecting my essence off her chin and sucking it off her fingers.
"Was fucking good"
She crawls on top of me and rests my legs on either side of her. She mutters a spell under her breath and at first, I didn't know what was happening, but once I saw what appeared between her legs, I was astonished. She'd conjured up an appendage that was far larger than any I've ever seen myself.
"Like what you see, pet?", she questioned, dragging my bottom lip down with her thumb.
"Yes, Lilith"
She leans back down to kiss me and I wrap my arms around her neck.
"You will be spoiled rotten tonight", she says, guiding her cock against my cunt.
She slowly began inching her way inside me as I whined, gripping at the roots of her hair.
"I know, pet. Just a little bit more", she groaned, kissing my cheek in an attempt to soothe me.
The stretch stung and I wasn't sure how much more of her I could take, but eventually, I felt her thighs press up against the back of mine. She filled me like I'd never been filled before and it hurt so good.
"Fuck, it was like you were made for me", she sighed, snaking her hands underneath my back.
I give myself a moment to adjust, before bashfully grinding myself against her.
"You can move", I whispered.
Her hips retracted a bit, before pushing back into me with a steady rhythm.
"You're doing so good. So so good", she praised.
Gradually, her pace quickened and so did each breath that would get harder and harder to catch. Before I knew it, she had my legs over her shoulders, allowing her to hit my g-spot dead on. All I could do was repeatedly scream out her name like a prayer, whilst holding onto her wrists for dear life.
"Oh God!", I cried out, causing her to bite back a chuckle.
"He can't help you now, pet"
That alone would've pushed me to the brink of ecstasy, if it hadn't been for one of her hands that reached down between us to toy with my clit.
"I'm gonna-"
"Not until I say so", she ordered, pounding into me harder.
"Please!", I begged.
"Disobey me and I won't let you come at all", she threatened.
Not wanting to be left high and dry, I followed her orders. Even though it was killing me trying to fight back the orgasm that was wearing me down.
The tempo of her rams eventually began to falter at the growing pulse of my walls that were clenching around her.
"You feel so good. You like this? Being used like a toy?"
"Yes, fuck!"
"Such a dirty whore. All for me", she moaned, letting her head fall back in pleasure.
The sheer force of her thrusts began to cause the bed to skid against the floor and I feared its legs would give out at any moment.
"Fuck, Lilith! I can't-"
"Do it, come for me!", she yelled.
That was all it took for me to come completely undone. I let out one final moan, before melting completely in her grasp. She came not too far behind, painting my walls with ropes of white.
"Fuck!" she cursed into the air.
She helps me ride out the aftershocks of my orgasm with subtle thrusts, before carefully pulling out of me. I wince at the empty soreness and she collapses to my side, pulling me onto her damp chest.
"You were fucking incredible", I panted.
"I've been known to be", she teased, getting a giggle out of me.
We laid there, just basking in the afterglow for about a minute or two. I'd been so on edge for the past weeks that it felt good to just exist without a care in the world.
"This stays between us for now. What the Dark Lord doesn't know won't hurt him"
"I know"
She kisses the top of my head, holding me closer.
"But..."
"But what?"
"What if we don't need to?"
She pulls away to look me in the eyes.
"What?"
"Look. Lucifer's plans to take over the world could be catastrophic at best"
"There are risks involved in his plans, but what does that have to do with us?", she questioned.
"Everything. If he somehow gets his way and brings forth the apocalypse, he rules over all and where does that leave us? I don't wanna spend the rest of my life as a slave and I'm sure you don't either"
She cuts herself off with a sigh through her nose.
"I know it's risky", I said, sitting up.
"But the Spellmans could help"
"The Spellmans?"
"Yes. They may bend to Lucifer's will now, but the love they have for Sabrina far outweighs that. They'd do anything to keep her safe"
"(Y/N)-"
"Lilith, think about it. Sabrina's nature tends towards the path of light and you and I both know she isn't fit to rule Hell anyway. Besides, I think you'd make a far better ruler"
Her gaze softens.
"You mean that?"
"Is that even question? If it weren't for you, Lucifer wouldn't have gotten this far. You are the smartest and bravest person I know"
Tears prick in her eyes, as I took her face into my hands.
"You trust me, don't you?"
She nods, as a stray tear makes its way down her cheek. I wipe it away with my thumb before pressing a soft kiss to her lips.
WARNING: SMUT 18+, Enemies To Lovers Trope, Unprotected Sex (Wrap it up, this is fiction, you are not!), Oral Sex (R Receiving)
PREFACE: Reader's the usually cheery neighbor that gets into a screaming match with Luke over him being exceptionally rude to her one morning
A/N: Possibly the daddiest of all my fictional crushes
I was out grabbing my mail, when I cross paths with none other than 'The Town Grouch', Luke Danes, who was throwing his trash, whilst kicking the receptacle.
"What'd the can ever do to you?", I chuckled.
Locking up my mailbox.
"Don't start with me, (Y/L/N)"
"Hey"
"I don't have time for your hounding today"
"I was not 'hounding'. I simply asked what grudge you had against the innocent trashcan"
"How do you know it's innocent?"
"It's an inanimate object with no limbs to commit any sinister crimes with"
"Yeah yeah yeah, defend the trash against me"
"What is with you today?!"
"What the hell are those?!", he yelled,
Gesturing at the new daisy pots that decorated the outside of his diner.
"Daisies, what about 'em?"
"I know what they are, genius!", he yelled,
"Luke-"
"I'm asking; Why are they there?! They're turning the outside of my diner into an eyesore!"
"The daises are an eyesore element now?"
"Yes!"
"Then why are you yelling at me for?!"
"Oh, come on, you're the only person I know who would do this besides Lorelai and she's out of town with Rory"
"Well, yeah I did do this, but I don't get why you're so wound up about it!"
"I like my diner the way it is! Inside and Out! How my dad left it!"
"It was literally a hardware store!"
"That's besides the point! It was my dad and I decide what goes!"
"Alright, I'm sorry! I just thought it would be a nice gesture-"
"Save it", he cuts off.
Storming back towards the diner's door.
"Luke!", I yelled after him.
Once I realized he wasn't stopping, I ran after him.
"Luke!"
"Jess, you're in charge for the rest of the day"
"But-"
"No buts!", he screamed.
I sped walked past all the shocked tables, calling out for him.
"Luke, I'm not through with you!", I shout.
Running up the stairs behind him.
"I am", he grumbled.
Just as he was about to unlock his door, I yelled after him for a final time.
"Listen, you stubborn asshole!"
His head snaps back at my direction.
"What did you just call me?", he questioned.
Making his way back to me.
"You heard me! A stubborn asshole for acting like one!"
"Now, you listen to me-"
"NO! YOU WILL LISTEN TO ME!", I poke his shoulder.
Catching him off guard.
He'd never seen me so heated before as I had a certain reputation for being level-headed and easy going.
"I wanted to do something nice for you since I thought we were friends, but I guess we aren't!"
"Yeah, we aren't"
"Obviously not cause if we were, I'd get a simple thank you or a smile or nod or whatever people like you, who think they're above socializing, do! Sorry for thinking anything more of 'The Town Grouch'!"
"Town Grouch, huh?", he challenged,
"Yes, 'The Town Grouch'! The one everyone warned me about when I first moved here, but of course, I decided to give you a chance cause I liked you, but God, turns out they were right! You're just this mean old bitter-"
I was suddenly cut off by Luke grabbing me by the waist and crashing his lips against mine.
In what felt like a blink of an eye, all my anger melted away and I found my arms wrapping themselves around his neck. I went from a raging whirlwind to a melting puddle in his grasp.
The kiss was...good, which was the craziest part of all of this.
Eventually I pulled away and all I could see where his once baby blue eyes turn dark. He then throws me around his waist, carrying me into his apartment, before using my body to slam the door shut. I threw my head back at the impact giving him access to my neck, which he proceeded to mark with several hickeys.
"You are insufferable", he mumbled against my skin.
Grinding into my clothed core.
"Right back at you", I sighed.
Pushing off the stupid cap he always sports.
He pulls my shirt over my head and quickly unhooks my bra, leaving my buds to harden against the cold winter draft.
"But you're worth the hassle", he sighs.
Diving between my breasts, before giving each one equal amounts of attention with his tongue. I was growing wetter with each passing second.
We eventually make it to his bed, where he threw me down. I go to take my skirt off, when he grabs my wrists to stop me.
"Skirt stays on", he demanded.
Taking my underwear off instead.
He takes a good look at my drenched slit and gets up, as I undo his belt, pulling his jeans down along with his boxers. His aching member now standing at full attention.
He strips off his shirt and climbs back on top of me, kissing his way up as he did till our mouths met once more. He reaches down for his cock, spreading my slick, before thrusting into me one go, ripping a scream out of me.
His hand then quickly goes over my mouth.
"There's a room full of people downstairs. Wouldn't want them to know what we're up to, do we?", he chuckled over his groans.
Beginning to pick up a rhythm with his hips. As if the bed scraping against the floor from the sheer force wasn't much of a giveaway already.
Maybe it was the size difference, but I didn't expect him to be this big. It felt like I was being split apart, but in the most delicious way.
"Fuck, don't stop!", I whined,
Earning a chuckle from Luke.
"Wasn't planning on it, sweetheart"
His pace picks up and with each ram, his tip hit my g-spot repeatedly, bringing me closer and closer to my climax. I watch as his free arm snakes under my body to help him pound into me even harder and faster.
If you had told me three years ago that I'd be in this position right now, no pun intended, I would've called you crazy, psychotic even, but in this moment, anyone else's opinion couldn't have been further from my mind, as it was currently being overrun with the blinding pleasure that was setting my skin on fire.
I knew I didn't have long and his hand reaching down to rub my sensitive bundle nerves didn't help.
"You're close, I can feel it. Do it,", he moaned against my tear stained cheeks.
And with that final sentence, I came completely undone, screaming out into the air and surely disturbing any paying customers downstairs.
Not too long after, his rhythm falters and he comes, painting my insides with a roaring groan against my neck. He then drops atop me, grounding me from the overwhelming high.
"That was-"
"Yeah", I answered,
"We just-"
"Mhm"
He then pulls out, descending lower to lick up the mess we made. I whine, grasping at his hair.
After thoroughly eating me out, he scoops me into his arms, laying me on his chest. The silence, though wildly contrasting from our previous performance, was actually quite...nice. Almost sweet and familiar.
"I'm sorry about getting so worked up"
"Don't be. I should've asked"
"Still, it was unfair. You were just trying to help and I was being a stubborn asshole"
"Gasp! He admits defeat!", I quipped,
"Don't push it"
"Okay", I laughed,
"Well, if getting you worked up lands us right back here, maybe I should piss you off more often"
WARNING: ANGST, Depressive Episode, Harassment, Bar Fight, Violence, Confrontation, Confessions, Hurt to Comfort
PREFACE: Reader was Rhea's favorite girl to call on a Saturday night, but little did she know that the wrestler was falling harder and harder with each visit
A/N: Special Appearance by The Judgment Day!
Shed a couple tears over this, but it's cool
The radio silence was unbearable. It had been weeks and with each day that passed, I began to regret what I did more and more. If I'd truly done the right thing, why didn't it feel like it? Why did it feel like I'd just lost a part of myself losing her? I had only myself to blame, so it was unfair of me to be angry at her, but I was.
I was angry at the longing stares and the gentle caresses against my bare skin. I was angry at the inside jokes and little secrets that were shared beneath her sheets. I was angry at all the nights we spent in each others arms. All the things that got me in this mess in the first place, but most of all...I was angry at myself.
Angry that I was too much of a coward to tell her that her feelings were in fact reciprocated.
With where my head was at and how devasting everything was, I decided to completely resign from the service that was using me. In no world could I imagine continuing to be in other peoples beds, when all I wanted was to be in hers. Out of every low point I'd hit before, this was by far the worst one.
I could barely get out of bed without tears immediately streaming down my face. Days felt empty and nights felt suffocating like my body knew something was missing. Even simple tasks like eating and breathing had now become burdensome.
I didn't know whether or not I'd make it out of this one, but by some miracle, I was met with a chance at starting over.
An old friend of mine that used to work with me in the same service recently reached out upon hearing about my departure from one of the other girls. I found out, shortly after leaving, that she got a job at a bar closer to the city and that they were hiring new drink-runners. The pay was decent and I needed something to keep me busy, so of course, I said yes to being interviewed.
I sent in my resume, went in on Monday and the next morning, I got a call saying I was hired, which brings us to right now.
The night started of fine with me just serving the drinks and food, when I heard the bell signaling someone came in. It was a group of obnoxiously loud men that immediately had me and my friend rolling our eyes. I picked up some menus and reluctantly headed over to the table they chose.
"Welcome, what can I get started for you guys?", I say,
Placing down the laminated papers.
"No fucking way!", I heard one of them exclaim,
And when I turn to see who it was, my heart dropped. It was a guy that I previously serviced.
"Yes?", I asked,
Playing clueless.
"Oh, come on, don't tell me you don't recognize me...or the fun little night we had"
I could tell by the way he slurred his words that he was incredibly drunk. His group immediately began snickering and raking their eyes up and down my body.
"I'm sorry, sir. You must be thinking of someone else"
"Nah, I'd recognize those tits anywhere", he declared,
Causing 'oohs' to echo from the table.
I held my composure and took a deep breath through my nose.
"Excuse me, gentlemen", I said,
Walking away and heading back to the bar.
"What's up?", my friend asked,
Seeing the irritated expression on my face.
"Old clients at table 6"
"Ugh, again? Do they not have jobs? They're here every night"
"Seriously?"
"Yeah, you haven't been scheduled past 8 yet, so you were lucky enough not to run into them", she explained,
"Well, I guess I'm shit outta luck now", I joked.
And as if the universe couldn't have had worse timing, another group walks in and the sinking feeling in my chest had now become a burning sting.
"Wait, isn't that-"
Before my friend could get her words out, I immediately hid in the kitchen. I hear her calling out to me as I left, but didn't bother turning back to look.
Out of any place on earth and out of any bar, she just had to show up at the one that I work at? This had to have been some sick joke. What was I meant to do now? It's not like I could just leave and risk getting in trouble on my second week.
I stayed still a few minutes to recollect myself and once I was successful, I take in one last deep breath, before heading back out.
"You've got this", my friend reassured,
Handing me four menus.
I made my way towards her table and the closer I got, the harder it became for the both of us to ignore the other's gaze.
"Welcome, what can I get started for you guys?", I say,
Putting on my best customer service voice.
"I'll take chicken tenders", the one with the mullet answered,
"We both want steaks, medium rare", the tallest added on,
As I jotted down their orders.
"Alright and...for you, miss?", I asked,
The hesitance in my voice giving my nerves away.
"Just some gin for now", she answered,
Avoiding eye contact.
As painful as it was, I decided against asking any further questions at the risk of making things any more uncomfortable.
"Those should be right out", I nod my head,
Walking off, but as I was headed towards the serving hatch to put the orders in, I felt a hand grab my wrist.
"What time do you get off?", the asshole from earlier questioned,
Causing me to rip my arm away.
"Excuse you", I scolded,
Going to turn away, when he grabbed me by the arm next. I could feel the panic start to set in and my eyes start to water.
"Get off, seriously", my words trembled,
"Oh, what? Does the slut think she's too good for m-", his sentence was cut short by a tissue holder hitting the back of his head,
Causing him to fall over.
"She said get off", Rhea warned through gritted teeth,
"Handle this, I'm taking her home", she ordered her friends,
They all turn to each other smirking, before sauntering over to the table full of the guy's friends. They all immediately took off, leaving him behind to fend for himself.
"Come on", she urged,
"My shift isn't over", I shakily muttered,
She sighed, taking out her wallet.
"Dom, make sure to let the manager knows what happened and that (Y/N) went home", she instructed,
Pulling out a couple hundreds, before dropping them on the table.
"You got it, mami", he said,
Picking up the guy and dragging him outside with the help of the other two men.
"Wait, what are they-"
"Doesn't matter. Come on", she throws an arm over my shoulder,
Leading me outside and helping me into her car. The last thing I saw before driving off was the three men completely pummeling the guy into a pulp. Not to say he didn't deserve it, but, I still couldn't help but feel uneasy.
The car ride wasn't much help either. Besides the quite hum that came from the engine and the passing cars, it was mostly silent. She must've noticed, as her hand gently gripped my knee in an attempt to calm me down.
"Are you hurt?", she finally spoke,
"My arm's sore", I answered hesitantly,
Causing her to let out a shaky exhale through her nose.
He did yank me pretty hard, so I wouldn't be surprised if I woke up to a handprint on me.
"We're almost at mine", she lets me know.
As if I didn't already recognize the street we were on. I mean I'd been down this road too many times not to.
"We're here"
She pulls into her driveway and gets out to open my door for me. She then leads me into the house, urging me to take a seat on the sofa.
"I'll get an icebag. Wait, here"
"It's fine-"
Before I could object, she had already left the living room.
The tension was so apparent, I felt it in my bones. She was cold and guarded, but I had no right to fault her for it. I was the one who ended things and now, I had to lay in the bed I made.
She returns with the ice and lifts my sleeve to press it against the bruise, causing me to wince at the ache.
"Who was that guy, anyways?", she questioned,
"An old client. I don't work there anymore though"
For the first time this whole evening, her eyes finally met mine.
"What?"
"I quit last month. I couldn't do it anymore", I admitted,
As her gaze softened.
"Why?"
"It's not important", I tried to brush off,
"(Y/N)"
"It doesn't matter-"
"(Y/N)", she called sternly,
Causing tears to prick at my eyes.
"Did someone hurt you?"
"No-"
"Then what?"
What was I meant to say? That I was the cause of my own hurting? That I left the only life I'd known because someone showed me that I deserved better than that? That that person was her?
"Then...what?", she pressed further.
With a single tear rolling down my cheek, I finally confessed.
"Because of you", my voice waivered.
Her eyes widened, as she slowly put the icepack down.
"Since the last time we spoke, I've been going through the worst time"
A tear rolled down my cheek and my entire body began to chill. Her brows met in a sadness that was too deep to describe.
“I thought I could get over it, but I couldn’t have been more wrong and it didn’t hit me till I left your house”
“Then why did you?”
“I…”
It was as if all the words were caught in my throat with no way out.
What was I meant to say? What could I say? Anything I thought of wouldn’t excuse the way I’d walked out on her. I would be lucky if she could’ve even look me in the eyes again, much less forgive me.
“I was a coward”
She shakes her head, averting her gaze down to her lap.
“So much so that it made me lose you”
I hear a sigh and I couldn’t decipher whether she was disappointed or annoyed.
“I should’ve stayed. I should’ve given this a fighting chance. It was unfair, cruel and undeserved. You were the first person to show me kindness and it scared me. I didn't know how to receive that kind of care and I know that isn't an excuse, but that was the reason and I can't tell you how sorry I am"
The silence was the most painful part. It sent knives straight through my chest and there was nothing I could do to alleviate that burn.
“I understand if you want me to leave. I deserve that”, I sobbed,
Picking at the lose thread on my uniform, when she takes my hand.
“I don’t want that”, she finally spoke,
"You leaving did hurt me and it was something that I thought I'd be angry for, but...I wasn't. I was sad. Sad because I thought you didn't care for me the way I cared for you. You were my favorite part of every single waking moment. Your laugh, your smile, the way you talk, the heart you have, I've never seen anything like it"
I felt every piece of me break with each word.
"This whole time, that's all I could think about. That you didn't feel the same", she continued,
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WARNINGS: SMUT 18+, ANGST, Oral Sex (R Receiving), Fingering (R Receiving), Strap On Sex (R Receiving), Prostitution, Mentions Of Abusive Pimp and Past Trauma, Confessions
PREFACE: Reader was Rhea's favorite girl to call on a Saturday night, but little did she know that the wrestler was falling harder and harder with each visit
A/N: Flashbacks In Italics!
As we stumbled into her bedroom, our hands were all over each other, as our lips met in yet another heated exchange. I pull away briefly to get on my knees, when she stops me.
"Not tonight", she exhaled,
I pout playfully.
"You never let me go down on you"
"Cause that's my job"
My eyebrows furrow at the irony of that sentence.
Rhea had been my main client for the last year. She'd always pay the most, which got her the longest sessions, so I wasn't complaining...except for the fact that I was getting attached.
I couldn't deny it. From the first night we spent together, I knew she wasn't just a regular client. We'd just got done going at it for hours and just when I go to gather my clothes, she stops me.
"You don't have to leave yet", she breathes out,
Leaving me confused.
"I'm sorry?"
"I mean, we could just lay here a while"
This was a first. As obvious as it sounded, I've gotten accustomed to being hastily shoed away right after my sessions, that I was genuinely caught off guard.
"Are you sure?"
"Why not? Do you have any other clients to attend to?"
"Not tonight", I answered,
Suddenly overcome with a new found shyness.
She offered a small smile, before taking me by the hand back to bed. The rest of the evening, I laid in her arms, as she slowly caressed the expanse of my back. We didn't talk or do much of anything past that, besides enjoy the gentle silence and for the first time in what felt like ages, I felt like a person again.
Not just entertainment for someone's pleasure or something to be used. A person.
I know that might not make much sense, but when you've spent so long feeling like you've had to fight for your life everyday, the simple things remind you that it's worth living.
But that in and of itself was a double-edged sword. I couldn't get too used to the comforts I find, cause I knew it was only a matter of time before it gets taken away from me or I end up ruining a good thing for myself. I knew the pains of being used and left behind like trash on the road and I couldn't allow myself to go through that again.
When the morning came, we were still entangled in each other's limbs under the sheets and as much as I wish I could just stay in that moment for longer, I knew my boss would get pissed at me if I missed an appointment.
So with that, I carefully slipped out of her grasp and got dressed, before leaving.
It didn't take long before she booked me again for the following Saturday.
And the one after that and the one after that. With each passing meet, we slowly got to know each other past the physical things like her job, her interests, etc.
"Why'd you get into wrestling?" I asked,
As she lit my cigarette for me.
"Well, I had to do something with this strength...besides carrying pretty girls like you into my room", she teased,
Bringing a blush to my face.
"You say that to all your girls", I challenged,
"No...just my favorite"
Her thumb gently tracing back and forth on my thigh.
Yes, the actual sex was good, but nothing beats what happens afterwards. The talks, the cuddling, the smoking on her balcony. It was all I could want and more.
Which only made it all the more harder to swallow the feelings that were desperately trying to claw their way out of me. I even asked my boss if he could start booking me with other people instead for the sake of not jeopardizing anything, but of course, that wasn't how things worked.
"You're making demands now? You think you're someone special?"
"I didn't mean it like that-"
"You want this job?"
"Yes, but-"
"Tough shit, then. You take what I give you or you walk. You need me more than I need you. I don't care how pretty that face is. You ain't getting special treatment", he said,
Slamming the door in my face.
I was just gonna have to figure it out on my own, whilst pretending like everything was fine, which brings us back to where we were now.
"Plus, you'll ruin the surprise"
She slips my top off over my head, before helping me out my skirt.
"Look at you", she whispered,
Pulling me in by hips, before kissing me once more.
She eventually backed me up against the bed, whilst I unbuttoned her blouse. My eyes wander up and down her inked skin, as my tongue swiped over my top lip in anticipation. I licked a stripe all the way up her abdomen, before eventually meeting her mouth with mine. Her fingers get a grip on my roots, gently pulling my head back to leave wet kisses against my neck.
One thing about Rhea is that she's passionate in the way she touches. She wants me melting before she even truly got started.
She reaches behind me, undoing my bra, as I worked to get my underwear down. I then tug at her sports bra, signaling that I wanted it gone, to which she tugs it off and drops it at our feet. My mouth immediately wraps around one of her stiff buds, causing quiet groans to escape her smeared lips.
"That's it", she praised,
Cradling my head and gently sitting me down. I undo her jeans and pull them down, revealing the surprise in question.
"When did you get this?"
"Came in this morning", she said answered,
Brushing a strand behind my ear.
It was a good length and the thickness was sure to leave me feeling this night well into tomorrow. She's used toys on me before, but nothing quite like this.
"Mind getting it ready for me, darling?"
I chew at my bottom lip, looking up at her with a mischievous grin, before taking the strap into my hand and running my tongue over the tip.
Her eyes stared daggers into my bare skin, taking in every second of the little show I was putting on. Eventually, she pulls away and gets me on my hands and knees. I hear shuffling and just as I go to turn to see what she was doing, I feel her tongue press against my soaked heat. I let out a gasp, feeling the cold metal of her piercing rub against my clit.
Her fingers began rubbing up and down my entrance and with no resistance left in the way, she pushes two digits into me, pressing directly against my sweet spot.
"Oh, God!", I cried,
"He can't hear you", she smiled against me,
Sending chills up my spine.
She spends a good few minutes between my legs bringing me closer and closer to edge and at the very last second, she pulls away with a huff. I whine at the loss of her touch, but she was quick to soothe me.
"Patience, love", she exhales,
Wiping her mouth of my taste and reaching over to shove them in my mouth. I couldn't have accepted faster.
"So good", she says,
Pressing kiss after kiss against my shoulders and back, whilst lining up the toy with my slit. She thrusted into me in one swift motion, shamelessly ripping a scream of her name out of me.
It wasn't long till her momentum picked up and she was repeatedly hitting the spot I needed most. The tight grip she had on my hips would surely leave marks, but did I care? No. I was so engulfed in the pleasure, that all possible consequences ceased to exist.
She then reaches under me and began toying with my already-sensitive bundle of nerves.
"Rhea!", I cried out,
Grabbing behind for one of her hands.
I was at the brink of coming fully undone and it didn't help that her pace only grew more relentless with each pound.
"I'm here, darling", she groaned.
Unbeknownst to me, her own core was rubbing against the harness, meaning she was also chasing a high of her own.
"God, the things you do to me", she praised,
Biting down on my skin, which added even more fuel to the fire that was consuming me whole. The knot in the pit of my stomach was on the verge of snapping apart and I knew she could tell I was close.
"Do it. Fuck, cum!", she moaned,
And with that, I was hurled over the edge along side with her. She kept going, allowing me to ride the orgasm to its last legs, before we both fell against the sheets.
I desperately tried to catch any breath my lungs would allow, as she did the same, holding me in her arms. It took a few moments, but eventually, my vision found its way back to me, despite still seeing stars from how intense it all was.
After allowing me to fully calm, she gently pulls out, making me whine at the sore emptiness.
She soothed my aches with a few quiet hushes, whilst turning me to hold my frame in her arms.
"You did so well", she reassured,
Kissing me softly.
The remainder of the night we had left was spent with her just holding me.
Something about tonight felt different. She was more quiet compared to how she usually was.
"Something on your mind?", I asked,
Looking up into her eyes.
"Nothing. Just you"
There goes my heart again, drumming against the walls of my chest.
"Could I ask you something?"
I nodded against her bicep, not tearing my eyes away from hers.
"Do you ever wish it could just be this?"
"What do you mean?"
"I don't know. Just...you and me?"
My heart went from beating at the speed of light to a sudden pause.
"Rhea"
I sit up, pulling the comforter to cover myself.
"I've just been thinking about it", she continued,
"I like you, (Y/N). It's all I've been able to think about"
"You don't mean that"
"I do", she takes my hand into hers,
"That isn't how this works", I sighed.
I could tell she could sense the reluctancy and indecision in my voice.
"We'll never know if we don't try", she argued,
And at this point, I could feel myself holding back tears threatening to spill.
"You pay for my time and I service you. That's it"
She turns away and that's when I knew it was over. I managed to destroy what could be my last shot at something worth living for.
"I'm sorry", I said,
Stepping out of bed.
Not wanting wallow in the mess I made any longer, I simply just got dressed and left without another word. As painful as it was to go for the very last time, I knew it was for the better.
PREFACE: Rhea and Reader were hooking up on and off, but Rhea wanted her all to herself
A/N: Rhea's P.O.V. in Bold and Colored!
Flashback in Italics!
Texts in Bold and Colored!
Some surprise appearances by other WWE Stars!
THIS HAD ME GRIPPING THE SHEETS FOR REAL
Kinda toxic, but eh
RHEA'S P.O.V.
She was all I've ever wanted. From how beautiful she was, to her kind-hearted nature and quick wits, she was nothing short of perfection. I remember the day we met vividly.
I had just gotten done with my match and was grabbing a bite to eat with my friends.
"I'll take-"
"The chicken tenders", I say in unison with Fin and Priest.
The three of us laugh, as Dom shook his head.
"Typical", Priest mocked,
"Hey, I know what I like, alright?", Dom argued.
Snapping the menu closed and handing it back to the waiter.
"I'll be back", I say,
Dismissing myself and heading to the bathroom, but as I did, somebody walks out.
Time came to a sudden halt, as I took in just how beautiful she was. It was as if everyone else disappeared and we were the only people there.
She gives me a shy smile, before walking past me and heading back to her table. My eyes never leaving her, as she took her seat.
YOUR P.O.V.
I immediately walk back to my friends, trying hard to hide my flushed cheeks.
"You good?", Nikki questioned,
"Yeah", I hesitantly answered,
As my gaze fell upon her once more. I couldn't help it, even if I tried. Besides how breathtaking she was, there was just something about her that intrigued me. Maybe it was the jet black hair or the tattoos that masked her hands, either way, I couldn't take my eyes off of her.
"What's got you all shy?", Brie questioned,
Taking me out of my head.
"What?"
She turns to try and see what I was looking at and immediately caught on.
"Oh, she's so your type"
"Dear God, please shut up", I pleaded,
"Who?"
It was now Naomi's turn to look and she also began teasing me.
"Oooh", she taunted,
Nudging me.
"Guys, come on. Let's not embarrass her", Nat ceased.
During the time of my friends poking fun at me, she looks over and sends another smile my way. If my heart wasn't racing out of my chest already, it surely was now.
Once we were done with our food and paid the bill, her table was also finishing up their dinner.
"Now's your chance, don't be shy", Nikki egged on,
"Nikki!", I warned in a whisper,
"Oh come on, what's the worst that can happen?"
"Um, she could hear me?"
"You're really gonna let her go?", she emphasized,
Pointing, when I smack her hand away.
"Keep your hand down!"
"Sorry", she whispered,
"I think you should go for it", Nat chimed in,
"Oh, not you too"
"(Y/N), you've got nothing to lose. She says no and then what?"
"And then I die of embarrassment"
Causing her eyes to roll.
"Look, nothing's gonna happen, if I don't talk to her"
"Exactly. Nothing's gonna happen if you don't talk to her, which I personally think is worse", she retorted.
I take a deep breath, slouching back against the booth chair, when I notice her table begin to gather their things.
"It's now or never, champ", Brie added on.
Was I terrified? Absolutely...but after battling with the anxious chill in the pit of my stomach, I ultimately got up and carefully made my way towards her.
Every step feeling like boulders strung at my feet.
Once I was less than a foot away, I clear my throat in an attempt to catch her attention. She turns around and somehow, she was even more breathtaking up close.
Her eyes reflecting baby blue skies in them, as her lips curled up into a grin.
"Hi", I greeted,
"Hello", she smiles down at me,
"I hope I'm not being too forward, but, I think you're...really beautiful", I struggled,
I knew my face had turned a bright red by the way she eyes my cheeks.
"Do you, now?", she challenged,
"Yeah", I chuckled nervously,
"Well", she began,
Taking my hand inro hers.
"I said the same thing to my mates earlier. You're quite the sight"
My heart was on the verge of giving out.
"What are you doing after this?"
"Um", I say,
Glancing back at my friends, who immediately turned away.
"It seems we have an audience"
"Don't mind them, they're just nosy", I reassured,
Making her laugh to herself.
"I'm not doing anything"
"Perfect", she said,
Gently leading me outside.
We head back to the hotel she was staying at and after letting my friends know where we went, she started up a movie for us.
Let's just say the movie had simply become background noise.
Since then, we'd been hooking up on and off, but in all honesty, I wanted more. Don't get me wrong, what we had was beyond my wildest imaginations, but I often caught myself daydreaming about being more than just 'friends'.
It didn't help, the fact that she fueled these delusions. Intentionally or not.
In those moments, post-sex, there would be a glimmer of softness that made me melt from the inside out. A contrasting difference from how she would usually treat me in bed.
Little gestures she'd do, like playing with my hair till I fell asleep or tracing mindless shapes onto my back. It all just added to the already burdensome weight in my chest.
The longer this went on, the harder it became to keep my feelings at bay. The harder it got to avoid the questions that plagued my mind.
Would she want that too? What if she didn't? Would she get upset and cut me off entirely? I could have all the time in the world and none of it would be enough to find a single answer.
I was planning to just keep my mouth shut and take this secret to my grave...until I heard about Liv. She was Rhea's tag team partner and at first, I didn't think anything of it, till I saw their backstage interview, where she kissed Rhea's cheek.
Alarms immediately went off in my head.
I knew she'd been sleeping up with other people, but to actually see her flirt with someone else was the wakeup call I needed.
I decided to keep my distance for a while and eventually, she caught on. For the last few weeks, I'd been responding less to her texts and have ignored her late night calls all together.
As much as I hated to admit it, I missed her, but I knew I had to hold my ground.
(SUNDAY)
Rhea: Hey
Seen at 5:06 pm
Rhea: I haven't seen you in a while, how's things been?
Seen at 5:25 pm
(MONDAY)
Me: Good, you?
Seen at 9:03 pm
Rhea: Pretty busy lately, aren't you?
Seen at 10:00 pm
But what I think finally made things click for Rhea was when I run into her at Dom's birthday party.
As it was being thrown at her house, I knew to come prepared, so I put on the dress I knew she liked and paired it with the perfect heels. Between my hair, makeup and outfit, I was undoubtedly sure to make some heads turn.
Not even a minute goes by, before Rhea spots me and makes a beeline toward where I stood.
"Ladies", she greets,
As they all nod, before heading inside. She eyes me up and down, before taking a few steps closer.
"(Y/N)", she grins.
I cross my arms over my chest, avoiding her daunting stare.
"Beautiful, as always"
"Thanks"
She goes in for a hug, when I simply brush past her, leaving Rhea undoubtedly confused. For the rest of the night, I stood by, watching my friends get wasted and have the time of their lives.
I, however, was too distracted by Rhea watching me from across the room. The slicked-back hair, the leather top that perfectly showcased her strong arms. I was intoxicated solely by staring at her.
Somewhere in the night, my friends had completely disappeared and I was left on the couch alone.
That was until Sonya took the vacant spot next to me.
"I don't like parties either", she spoke,
Finally ripping my gaze away from Rhea.
"Hey, Sonya"
"You know my name?", her eyebrows meet,
"Yeah, I saw your match with Nikki and John. They invited me to watch"
"Oh, cool, your Nikki's friend. I'm assuming you came with her and Brie?"
"Yup, but...", I say,
Quickly scanning the room.
"I have no idea where they went"
"Well, Brie's probably throwing up the drinks she chugged and Nikki's probably hooking up with Cena upstairs"
"Probably", I chuckled,
Sipping my cocktail.
"But, hey, at least you got me", she joked,
Playfully nudging me.
"At least", I agreed.
"I hope this isn't me coming on too strong, but would you like to dance?"
"Um..."
I go to look back at Rhea and it was almost as if she was trying to communicate with her eyes.
It was now my turn to have fun.
"I'd love to", I turn back to Sonya,
Grabbing her hand and leading her to the dancefloor.
RHEA'S P.O.V.
What the hell was Deville up to and why was (Y/N) reciprocating it? I knew she'd gone almost radio silent lately, but I didn't think it was this serious.
My blood boiled at the sight of Sonya twirling her around, as her eyes raked up and down (Y/N)'s body. Shamelessly staring at what was mine. I knew I had only myself to blame, but I couldn't help but seethe with anger. It should be me grabbing her hips that way. It should be me making her laugh like that.
Had I messed up by not owning up to how I really felt? Yes, but I wasn't going to lose her over that. She was everything I could ever want and I'd be a fool to just let her go.
Having had enough, I shove my drink into Priest's chest and made my way over to them.
"(Y/N). Deville", I address,
Interrupting their laughter.
"Hey, Ripley", Sonya replied,
As I respond with a sarcastic grin.
"I need to talk to you", I address (Y/N),
"I'm kind of in the middle of something-"
"(Y/N)", I cut off,
Causing her to be taken aback.
YOUR P.O.V.
I couldn't lie, the stern tone in her voice made my core ache and my knees go weak. I had no choice but to comply.
I follow her through the crowd and up the stairs, till we reach her bedroom at the end of the hall.
As we step inside, she closes the door behind her and leans against it.
"What do you want?", I questioned,
"Don't play dumb with me"
"I'm not", I egged on.
She scoffs, leaning off the door and taking a step towards me.
"Are we really going to do this?"
"I don't know...are we?"
I knew me challenging her was a risk, but it was one I was willing to take. I needed to know once and for all if this was something worth fighting for.
With a mischievous grin, she leans down to whisper in my ear.
"Do you really think Sonya, of all people, can treat you better than I can? Hm? Make you feel as good as I do?"
Her hands creep up to the small of my waist and pulled me in closer. I could feel my knees threatening to give out and was fighting so hard to stop it.
"Or was this all just to get my attention?"
She kisses up my neck and chewed on the lobe of my ear.
"You want me? You've got me"
Like I'd weighed nothing, she picks me up by thighs, causing a surprised gasp to escape me.
"All you had to do was say so"
She then carries me to bed and crawled atop me, kissing and licking up my legs.
"This dress. Fuck", she murmured against my thighs,
Before spreading them apart to discover my glistening core.
"I've barely started and you're already making a mess", she teased,
"Rhea", I whined,
"Yes, darling?"
"Please"
"Please what? You know I like to hear you say it"
I take in a deep breath, before finally locking eyes with her.
"Fuck me"
She smirks once more, before pulling away and walking over to her closet. I carefully observe her every move and once she was done digging through her clothes, she turns around, causing my stomach drops.
She's used straps on me before, but this one was...different.
"I've been saving this for something special, but of course you had to be a brat tonight", she says,
Stopping right before the bed.
"Take my clothes off", she ordered.
I crawl over to her, helping her out of her blazer, before unbuttoning her blouse and pulling her pants down.
Unbeknownst to me, she was already completely naked beneath her clothes. The sight of her exquisite body never failing to drive me crazy.
"My turn"
She pulls my dress off over my head, leaving me in just my stockings.
"No underwear? God, you are a slut"
And without wasting another breath, she pulls me in by my waist, whilst wrapping her lips around my hardened buds.
Desperate moans and whines escaping me as she did so.
"You're so much nicer when Mami's got a hold of you, hm?"
She then pushes me onto my back, before spreading my legs and ripping my fishnets down the middle. She must've sensed my concern, by the way her eyes flickered up to me.
"I'll get you new ones", she reassured,
Before pulling back and securing the toy around her hips.
I was practically drooling from how good she looked. From her inked hand rubbing up and down the dildo, to her insatiable eyes eating me alive, I could've cum right then and there.
"I need you, Mami, please", I pleaded,
Tugging her lips up into a smirk.
"I know you do. Why else would you try so hard to get my attention?", she teased,
Licking the shell of my ear and sending a chill up my spine.
In a flash, she throws my legs around her waist, dragging me in closer, whilst rubbing the tip of the strap against my entrance.
"Let's see if you can keep up"
She thrusts into me in one swift motion, filling me up to the brim and causing a cry to escape past my lips.
Her pace was immediate and rough, like the hand she snaked up my body, before settling around my throat. It felt like I was being split apart in the best way possible. The mixture of the pleasure and pain already causing tears to blur my vision.
"You're fucking mine", she grunted against my shoulder,
"Yes, Mami!", I cried out,
Grabbing her wrist.
With each merciless thrust, my orgasm was nearing faster and faster and I knew it was only a matter of time, till I came undone in her grasp.
"Fuck!", I whined under my moans,
"You're doing so good for me", she licked up my throat,
Reaching down to rub vigorous circles on my clit and yanking a final scream out of me.
"Do it. Cum for Mami", she demanded.
The stars in my eyes were all I saw, before being pushed over the edge.
Just when I thought it couldn't get any better, I feel her hand pull back to squeeze the base of the toy, causing it to spurt out ropes of warm sticky liquid all over my clenching walls.
I let out a surprised gasp, as Rhea chuckled against my neck. She looks back up and smashed her now-smudged lips against my own.
"Now, everyone here knows who you belong to", she teased.
WARNING: ANGST, Struggles With Sexuality, Mentions of Underage Drinking (DO NOT DO IT), Jealousy, Alcohol Consumption, Confrontation
PREFACE: Rhea and Reader were childhood friends, but after a kiss they shared during a party, Reader cut contact and never spoke to her again. That was until their high school reunion came up and the two finally see each other years later
A/N: Flashbacks In Italics!
Liv Morgan is also Reader's best friend from a different school in this A/U!
Some surprise appearances by other WWE Stars!
Was feeling a little angsty, don't mind me
"Are you sure it isn't too...showy?", I say,
Looking at Liv's reflection in the full-length mirror.
"Are you kidding? It's literally perfect"
I chuckle at her enthusiasm.
Within a week from now, we were set to attend our ten year high school reunion and to say I had knots in my stomach would be an understatement.
High school was fine, in fact, I often catch myself reminiscing on how simple life once was.
Not having to deal with adult responsibilities like work, bills or rent and just living life as I wanted...but there was one thing that made me wish time moved faster.
Rhea.
We grew up in the same neighborhood and were inseparable. Always sleeping over at each other's houses and hanging out every day after school. Wherever she was, I was. You wouldn't see me without her by my side and vice verse.
"Check this out", she says,
Smacking her wrist and causing the whipped cream she had on the back of her hand to catapult into her mouth.
"What the fuck? How?", I exclaimed.
She lets out a laugh, almost choking on the sweet foam.
"Saw someone do it on YouTube. Try it"
I shrugged, spraying some onto the back of my hand and repeating what she did. Only my attempt resulted in the cream to land on the side of my mouth. She lets out a roaring laugh, falling back against the couch.
"I've got you", she says,
Gently wiping it off my face and sucking it off her thumb. Her eyes never leaving mine, whilst doing so. I couldn't ignore the sudden rush of butterflies that irrupted in my stomach. What the hell was that?
I awkwardly clear my throat and sipped on some water. She eventually noticed my silence and squinted curiously.
"You alright, babe?"
Her nicknames have now become lethal to me. It's not like we haven't jokingly called each other things of that nature, but this time felt different.
"Mhm"
"Okay", she replied unconvinced.
Just then the door bell, rang. Thank god.
"I'll get it. Must be the food", she says,
Gently placing a hand on my thigh, before sprinting off. I felt her touch linger even after she'd already left the room. My heart racing against the confinements of my chest.
As the day turned to night, we got ready for the party Sonya was throwing, when I couldn't get the zipper of my dress up.
"Women's clothing is a complete joke!", I struggled inside the bathroom,
"Need some help?", she asked through the door.
Why was I so nervous for her to see me half dressed? We've changed in front of each other dozens of times before.
Though I must admit, I had to look away as we did. Something about seeing her so intimately made my stomach drop to my feet. Like I would...like what I see.
But nonetheless, I reluctantly agreed.
"Could you?"
She steps inside and carefully tugs my zipper up and once she was done, I turn around, patting myself off. For a moment, she eyes me up and down with a smile she was clearly trying to hide.
"That bad?"
"Not even close. You look amazing", she says,
Taking my hand and playfully spinning me around. God damn it, there go the butterflies again. I pull back, smiling awkwardly.
"Shall we?"
"We shall", she says,
Stepping aside and letting me out of the bathroom.
The entire car ride was silent, except for the ambience of the engine running and the radio softly playing. It gave me more time to fully process what happened and what exactly I was feeling.
It was all so sudden, that my head spun trying to wrap itself around it. I was probably overthinking. Maybe, I'd just imagined the whole thing and was worried over nothing?
"You're awfully quiet", she disrupts the silence,
Pulling me out of my thoughts.
"Hm?"
"Usually, we'd be screaming non-sensical lyrics over songs we put on, but you seem rather distracted", she interrogated behind the wheel,
"Um, probably the shots I took before we left"
"Well, I'm designated driver tonight, so, have all the fun you want, sweetheart"
Again with the nicknames.
We eventually got to Sonya's and made our way inside. The house was crowded with drunken kids from school, dancing terribly and talking way too loud. Tonight was guaranteed to be hectic.
"You made it!", Sonya yells over the music,
Before yanking me into a hug and making me chuckle at her excitement.
"I thought you'd ditch, since you weren't at school today"
"Nope, just decided to skip since it's the last day before spring break", I explained,
Pulling away.
She then pulls Rhea into a hug and plants a kiss on her cheek, making Rhea laugh.
I couldn't help but feel off about it.
But before I could even react, a hand turns me around by the shoulder and it was Liv, my friend from a different school.
"Hey!", I greeted,
As she squealed, jumping into my arms and wrapping her legs around my waist, like she usually does.
"Oh my god, I haven't seen you since last semester!"
"I know! I was swamped with extra-curriculars and tests", she said,
Hopping back down.
I look over and was met with Rhea's intense gaze.
"Rhea, this is my friend, Liv. She goes to the school down the road from us"
"It's really nice to meet you!"
"Pleasure", Rhea greeted,
Her tone dry and unwelcoming. I give her a look of confusion, to which she simply ignored me, before walking off.
Besides that slight hiccup, the night went on just as I expected. With me getting wasted and making a fool of myself with Liv in the sea of dancing people.
Every now and then, I'd catch glimpses of Rhea staring daggers into me and for some reason, I didn't really mind. As a matter of fact, I sort of enjoyed the attention more than I was willing to admit.
That was until Liv grabbed my hips from behind and began swaying them, which then caused Rhea to visibly scoff and disappear from view.
Even in my drunken haze, I could tell she was irritated, but I decided to let her cool off, before attempting to ask any questions.
I did eventually feel the drinks working their way down, so I pulled Liv in close.
"I'm going to the bathroom!"
"Kk!", she yelled back.
I began stumbling towards the bathroom and swung the door open, just to find Rhea sitting in the empty bathtub.
"Hey there, stranger. I haven't seen you all night", I slurred.
"Yeah, you noticed? I'm surprised with the spectacular company that's been entertaining you"
My eyes squint curiously.
"What's that supposed to mean?"
She sighs through her nose, looking away.
"Nothing"
It was now my turn to sigh, as I closed the door behind me and sat on the floor, beside the tub.
"Someone's jealous", I teased.
She didn't respond and merely scoffed once again.
"I saaaid someone's jealous-"
"And what if I was?", she interrupts.
In that very moment, any ounce of drunkness violently fled my body.
"What?", I chuckled nervously,
"What if...I was?", she repeated,
Sitting up and gripping the edge of the tub to bring herself closer to my face.
I was at a complete loss for words. Hit with so many emotions at once, that I froze in place, just staring blanky at her.
"What do you-"
Before I could complete my sentence, she cuts me off by crashing her lips onto mine. The strangest part of it all was the fact that I didn't pull away.
It felt...good.
I grab her face and pressed deeper into the kiss, whilst swiping my tongue over her bottom lip, tugging it slightly with my teeth.
Her own hands do the same and before I knew it, she pulls me into the tub, straddling her hips. I felt myself growing needier with each passing second, but before anything else could happen, she made her way down my neck, whispering.
"You have no idea how long I've been wanting this"
That's when reality finally hit me. I was in love with my best friend this entire time and couldn't bring myself to admit it. I was in love with a girl. All the pieces of myself that I thought were broken were now starting to make sense and I just wasn't ready.
I hastily pull away, getting out of the tub.
"Where are you going?"
"We can't do this", I say,
Wiping the smudged lipstick off my cheek.
"(Y/N)"
"I'm sorry, Rhea, I can't", I rushed,
As she stood up to follow me.
"(Y/N)-", she steps out of the tub,
"Please", I pleaded with teary eyes,
Catching off guard.
"Just...I can't", I choked back a sob.
I rush out of the bathroom and left the party entirely, but as I ran home with tears streaming down my face, my phone kept blowing up with messages and incoming calls.
Some being from Liv, looking for me and others from Rhea, begging me to come back so she could explain. I simply turned my phone off and finally arrive at the steps of my house.
I was consumed with more emotions than I could handle. Confusion, helplessness, fear, but most of all, grief. I was now meant to grieve the loss of my best friend and possibly the love of my life.
That night was the last time I'd ever spoken to her.
Rhea would continue to try and get a hold of me, but a few weeks go by and she eventually got the hint.
At school, I'd take different routes to try and avoid her and when we did cross paths in the hallway, I'd just speed-walk past her to get to my next class.
Losing someone like her has been and still is one of my biggest regrets.
"Hellooo?"
I was snapped out of my thoughts by Liv's hand waving at me.
"What?"
"I asked if I should do an updo or have my hair down"
"Oh"
"Are you okay? You seem like a bajillion miles away right now", she questioned,
"I'm fine"
"Mhm", she crosses her arms,
"What?"
"Nothing. If you say so", she shrugged,
Turning back to the mirror.
"Liv", I urged warningly,
"It's just, are you sure this isn't about...Rhea?"
"What? No"
She sighs, hopping on top of my vanity.
"What?", I repeated,
"How long have I known you?"
"Well...a while"
"And in that while, do you really think I can't tell when you're lying?"
It was now my turn to sigh, as my arms fold over my chest.
"What happened was...less than ideal, but don't let that ruin your night. You deserve to have fun", she says,
Getting back on her feet and making her way over to the bed, as I shrug, watching her take a seat next to me.
"Who knows, maybe she still feels the same way", she nudges,
"That's not funny"
"I'm being serious! Who you are isn't anyone else's business, but your own and if you do end up telling her the truth, that should be your choice", she emphasized,
"Look, (Y/N), you're a total babe. Anyone would be lucky to have someone as sweet and funny and pretty and smart and-"
"Okay, okay, enough with the flattery", I chuckle,
Nudging her back.
"Hey and if all else fails, we can still get wasted"
"See? This is why you're my friend", I say,
High-fiving her.
The days came and went in what felt like a flash and before we knew, it was the day of the reunion.
With each moment that passed of us being in the cab, my heart grew burdened by anxiety. What was I supposed to do if I saw her? What if she came up to me? Would she tell me off in front of everyone? Was I prepared for that to happen?
Worst of all...what if she brought a date?
"Stop doing that"
"Doing what?"
"I see the hamster wheels spinning"
I sigh, relaxing into the seat. Liv then pulls out a cannister and sneaks it under my purse.
"You're lucky I came prepared"
"You really did", I say,
Twisting off the cap and carefully taking a swig.
"But don't over do it. I actually wanna dance a little before we black out"
We arrive at the high school and I was immediately taken back. The grass, the steps, the doorway. It truly felt like a blast from the past.
"Just as ugly as I remember!", I squealed,
Throwing a hand over my mouth, as Liv snorts, leaning against me.
The gymnasium was packed with many familiar faces, two of which were a set of twins I used to know.
"Yo, no fucking way"
"Hey, Jey", I greeted with a beaming smile,
"If it ain't miss (Y/L/N). Man, you still look good"
I playfully roll my eyes, as he pulls me into a hug.
"I haven't seem your ass in a minute, ma"
"No! I saw you a few years ago, when I came to one of Liv's matches"
"Like I said, a hot minute"
I laugh, pulling away to greet everyone else.
The DJ starts playing a song from way back when and Liv gives a mischievous grin.
"Oh god"
"You know the drill, come on", she drags me onto the dance floor,
And all of our friends followed suit.
As we started to dance, the gym doors open, catching my attention. My face immediately drops upon realizing who it was.
"What?", Liv turns to see and her own eyes widen.
"Shit"
There she was.
Only, I almost didn't recognize her. From the new black hair slicked back, to the expensive three piece suit and tattoos, my heart nearly gave out.
She was nothing short of breathtaking.
Her eyes immediately fall upon mine and it felt like everyone else disappeared. Even with her new entourage behind her, being rowdy, all I could focus on was the dejected look on her face.
I had only myself to blame. Had I not been a coward sooner, none of this would've happened. We wouldn't have cut ties, grown apart and gone our separate ways. We might've even-
"You good, uce?", Jey snaps me back to reality,
"Yeah, I'm fine"
"(Y/N)-"
"I'm fine, Liv. Really", I reassured,
"I'm just gonna go to the bathroom", I let my friends now,
Before walking out of the gymnasium.
I knew this was all my own fault, but I couldn't help but tear up, thinking of all the things I could've done to change what happened. She deserved better than that. She deserved better than me.
I arrive at the bathroom and lock myself in the handicap stall.
With no one around to hear me, I finally let go of all the tears I'd been desperately fighting back. After allowing myself a good few minutes to cry, I grab some tissues to wipe off the makeup that was surely running down my face.
I recollect myself and exit the stall, but as I went to check on myself in the mirror, the door creaks open and it was none other than Rhea walking in.
There couldn't have been a worse possible time than now to run into each other.
"Sorry", she said with her head low,
Stepping back out.
"Wait, Rhea"
She simply ignored me and kept walking, to which I followed behind her.
"Rhea, could we please talk about this?"
"Talk about what?"
"Please", I begged,
She finally stops and turns to face me.
"I'm sorry"
"Alright"
"Rhea, please", I pleaded,
Taking a hold of her wrist and making her eyes pour into mine. Even being this close to her made my heart race against the inside of my chest.
I carefully let her go and she stuffs her hands into her pockets.
It was now or never. I could either just let her walk away and risk never seeing her again or make things right, so... I took a deep breath and began.
"I wanna start off by saying I understand that you're angry. You have every right to be and I don't blame you for it", I reassured.
Her eyes never leaving my face as I spoke.
"But before you go, I just need to tell you how sorry I am", I start to choke up,
"Nothing I say or do can ever make up for how I ended things...but I'm sorry"
Her gaze was still intense, but I could make out her eyes glossing over.
"I'm sorry for leaving you with no explanation. It was childish and stupid, but I promise, it had nothing to do with you. I was scared and I didn't know who I was back then, but I do now. I am a woman who likes other women", I wept,
As she takes a deep breath in.
"I am a woman...who was in love with her best friend", I admit.
The confession causing her face and shoulders to drop.
"She just wasn't ready to say it"
"(Y/N)", she exhales,
"But that doesn't excuse me just leaving you in the dark and for that, I am so so sorry", I cried.
"No one deserves to be treated like that, especially not someone like you. Someone so kind and so beautiful", I softly cup her cheek,
As she melted into my touch.
"I know I don't deserve it, but you'll have me, I promise I will never hurt you again"
She shakes her head with a tearful smile, taking my hands into hers.
"I am so proud of you", she says,
As tear rolls down her cheek and meets the tip of my fingers.
"You are?"
"That's all I've ever wanted to hear"
And for the first time in a long time, I felt...light. The years of shouldering this burden was gone and I could finally breathe again.
I was so caught up in what was going on, that I almost didn't notice the audience of our friends gathered behind me. Guess I just have to lay it all out there now.
"Guys", I start,
When I felt Rhea's hand grab mine to make me face her.
"(Y/N), you don't have to do this"
"I do"
If she was brave enough to come out all those years ago, it was now my turn to have that same courage. I turn back towards the small crowd and see Liv cheering me on with a nod.
"I love Rhea and I'm not hiding it anymore"
A fleeting moment of silence overtakes the hallways, before they all rush in to hug me.
"I'm proud so of you, kid!", Liv squeals,
Causing Rhea and I to laugh amidst the group hug.
"You're a g, (Y/N)", Jey joins in,
"You finally got the girl!", Dominik yells,
Making Priest playfully smack the back of his head.
They all pull away, allowing Rhea and I to face each other once more.
"Let's give them their space, guys", Liv say,
Ushering everyone back into the gymnasium.
Without wasting another precious moment, she pulls me in and kisses me with a newfound passion.
WARNING: SMUT 18+, ANGST, Enemies To Lovers, Confessions, Semi-Public Sex, Use of Nicknames, Oral Sex (R Receiving), Fingering (R Receiving), Orgasm Denial (R Receiving), Degradation and Praise Kink (R Receiving), Mommy Kink, Choking Kink (R Receiving), Strap On Sex (R Receiving), Choking (R Receiving)
PREFACE: Reader has always known Rhea to be arrogant, callous and mean, so it only made sense that she despised the eradicator, especially after what she did to her brother...but what happens when they find themselves in a broom closet alone together?
A/N: Jey and Rhea are feuding in this A/U
Announcer's Dialogue In Bold and Colored!
Texts in Italic, Colored and Bold!
As I waited for Jey to finish up his match, I hear the sound of boot heels clicking from down the hall and when I turn my head to see who it was, I was immediately vexed.
Rhea fucking Ripley.
I couldn't help but roll my eyes. She was easily the most smug-faced asshole I'd ever met and not only that, she had the audacity to make my brother look stupid in front of the entire world.
I stuff my phone into my back pocket, before crossing my arms over my chest.
"Well, if it isn't little (Y/N) Uso. What's a cute thing like you doing out here by yourself?", she teased.
I simply looked away, ignoring her comment.
"Hm, never took you for the shy type", she said,
Taking a step closer towards me.
"From what I've seen, you're quiet the firecracker", she brushes a hair from my face.
I grab her wrist, staring daggers into her eyes.
"Never...touch me"
She lets out a dark chuckle, using the grip I had on her to yank me closer. Our faces were now merely inches apart.
"Or what, princess?"
"Or...I'll..."
"Mhm, use your words", she whispered,
Leaning down closer to the point her breath brushed against my bottom lip.
What was happening? And why was I not pulling away? I should've...but I just couldn't.
Just as I was desperately trying to regain my composure, the crowd outside goes wild and the speakers go off.
Announcer: And here is your winner...Jey...USOOO!
My brother's theme song began playing and I knew he was just moments away from bursting through the doors.
Shit, if he sees me causing trouble, I'm gonna be in for it. I could already hear him and some guards just around the corner. With seemingly no other option, I push Rhea and myself into the closet directly behind her and close it shut.
"What are you doing?"
"Saving both of our asses", I whispered,
Stepping away from the door. The footsteps were getting closer with each passing second and my heart was pounding so hard, I could barely breathe.
As if getting caught in the hallways wouldn't have been bad enough, I could only imagine what would happen if Jey found us in a literal closet together.
The shadow of his feet stop right in front of the door and I was panicking like I never have before.
"Have y'all seen (Y/N)? She said she'd be waiting right here"
"No, sir, not since before the match started"
"Hm", he hummed dismissively,
Before carrying on towards his dressing room.
Once he was finally gone, I let out a breath I didn't realize I was holding.
"Jesus, that was close"
"You're telling me", she replied.
That's when I finally noticed her towering figure hunched over behind me, with an arm around my waist and her hand flat on my stomach.
I turn to face her and there we were again.
Her lips almost meeting mine, as our eyes found one another in a tense exchange. I couldn't comprehend much of anything that was happening, but mostly, I was confused at why I wasn't pulling away again.
She humiliated my brother and betrayed him. I had every right to hate her...right?
"You know", she breaks the silence,
"You're awfully adorable, when you aren't staring daggers into me"
There was that stupid smirk again, only this time it affected me differently.
Instead of becoming agitated, I felt a second heartbeat I didn't feel before. Every inch of my skin was overheating at her touch and she knew it.
"Oh...you like this, don't you?"
"What? No-"
"Such a cliche, falling for your brother's enemy"
"I don't-"
"Then how come you aren't shoving me away and telling me to fuck off like you usually do?", she questioned,
Gently turning my body to fully face her, before pinning me to the wall by my arms.
"I think we both know the answer to that question, darling", she whispered,
Ducking her head down on my shoulder, whilst trailing kisses up my neck.
"Just say it. Say you want me and put a rest to this tiring act of pretending like you don't"
Was she right?
Have I just been in denial about the attraction I felt for her and hid behind anger all this time?
I couldn't quite focus on finding a proper explanation, as she reached the lobe of my ear, nibbling on it and forcing a whine out of me.
"God, even the sounds you make are sweet. Wonder if you'll taste as sweet as you sound", she mumbled against me,
Running her hand up my thigh.
"R-Rhea"
"All you have to do is tell me to stop and I will. Is that what you want?"
I contemplated for a moment. This was wrong. Getting involved with someone like her would only ever end in chaos, especially with the bad blood she had with Jey...but in that moment, any voice of reason was no match for the way she was touching me.
"No", I ultimately answered.
"Good"
Not wanting to waste any more of the limited time we had, she finally presses her lips against mine.
They were soft and gentle, which surprised me the most.
One of her hands let off my waist and trailed up my skirt, brushing against my bundle of nerves through the underwear I had on.
I whined against her mouth, which curled up into an excited grin.
"Sensitive, are you? Let's see how long it takes till I have you cumming on my tongue"
Just then, she drops to her knees, flipping up my skirt to take a good look at the mess she was already making of me.
"God, I barely touched you yet", she mocked,
Before pulling my thong to the side and licking up my slick entrance.
"Mmm, so fucking sweet", she praised,
Throwing my thighs over her strong shoulders, so I was sat on top of her. It didn't take long for her lips to wrap around my bundle of nerves, as the grasp she had on my hips tightened with each passing lick.
I intertwined my fingers in her hair, whilst her name repeatedly spilled out of me like a prayer that would never be answered.
Eventually, I feel the tip of two digits press against my slit, before slipping themselves completely inside me with no resistance to stop them.
Her momentum immediately fast and relentless.
Already, the knot in the pit of my stomach began to tighten and threaten to snap. I could tell by the way she smirked over my clit that she knew it too.
"Not so tough when I have you at my mercy, are you? Maybe I shouldn't let you cum", she teased,
"No! Please, don't stop!", I pleaded,
"Good girl", she says,
Continuing her unletting efforts to bring me over the edge, but before she could, voices on the other side of the door interrupts us.
I immediately let out a gasp, causing Rhea to slap a hand over my mouth.
"Jey's looking for (Y/N)"
"Wasn't she just here earlier?"
"Yeah, but I don't know where she went"
The security guards eventually move past the closet and I let out a sigh of relief.
I get off of her, arranging my skirt and she eyes me up in confusion.
"What are you doing?"
"This was a mistake"
She scoffs, getting up and dusting her knees.
"You didn't seem to think this was a 'mistake' when my tongue was wearing you out", she tested,
Pushing my head up with a hooked finger.
"Now...what did you say about me never touching you again?"
I roll my eyes and push her hand away.
"Wait five minutes before I leave", I instructed,
"Whatever you say", she smiled,
Looking down at her feet.
I carefully opened the door, whilst peaking my head out to make sure the coast was clear and once it was, I step out and close it, when I turn back around and was ambushed by my brother.
"Fucking Christ, dude!", I exclaimed,
As my hand went over my chest.
"Aye, language", he warned,
"Sorry"
"Where were you? I've been looking for like twenty minutes"
"The...bathroom"
"For twenty minutes?"
"Yo, what's with the interrogation, dawg? Woman business", I snapped,
"Alright, alright. I was just asking", he throws his hands up in surrender,
"I wanna grab food on the way back, come on", he says,
Putting an arm over my shoulder and walking me out. I quickly glance back at the closet door and prayed it stayed closed till we were out of sight.
Once we got into the car, I was finally left to my thoughts.
The guilt that overwhelmed me was all consuming and burdensome. I had just slept with my brother's nemesis. The person he hated most and here I was, pretending like it didn't happen, as he went on and on about his current win.
In that moment, I get a notification on my phone and I go to see who it was. I didn't recognize the number, but once I saw the text, I knew immediately.
Unknown Number: We should talk about this
Me: There's nothing to talk about
Unknown Number: Oh please, spare me, are you really going back to being in denial?
Me: Denial about what?
Unknown Number: Whatever
Unknown Number: But, when you do come to your senses, you know where to find me, beautiful ;)
I lock my phone and shove it inside my purse with a sigh.
"You good?"
"Yeah, just tired"
"Well, you look tired", he says,
Mimicking the sweat dripping down my face, causing me to hastily swipe it off.
After stopping by at a pizza place for dinner, we head to the hotel and made our way back to the suite.
"That was scrumptious. We needa head back before going home", Jey emphasized,
Opening the door and letting the both of us inside.
"I call the shower first"
"Dude", I go to argue,
"Ah! Winners get special privileges", he mocked.
I roll my eyes and he chuckles at my response, before stepping into the bathroom and closing the door behind him.
I lay back against the bed by the window and looked over the entire city.
As breathtaking as the sight was to behold, I was still hung up on Rhea. Why? Why her? Of all the people I could've hooked up with, it had to be fucking Ripley?
As disappointed as I was with myself, I couldn't help but look back at the encounter with a certain sense of reverie.
I'd never been touched like that.
None of the people I'd been with before had ever gotten me that close...I wonder what would've happened if I had just stayed there in that closet with her.
Before I could delve any deeper into my thoughts, I hear my phone go off once again and I already knew who it could be.
Unknown Number: Can't stop thinking about you, precious
God damn it, again with the nicknames.
Me: Rhea, please
Unknown Number: Please what?
Me: We can't do this
Unknown Number: Oh yes, we can
Unknown Number: The only person saying we can't is you
Me: You hurt my brother
Unknown: Hey, he decided to attack Dom, I couldn't just sit idle and let him
Me: Yeah, after the fact he slammed Jimmy with a chair
Unknown: Listen, I have no control over what the boys do
Unknown Number: Nor do I have control over who I want
A frigid chill run up my spine.
Unknown Number: What happened wasn't ideal, I get it
Unknown Number: So allow me make it up to you
Me: How?
Unknown Number: By picking up where we left off of course
Unknown Number: When I had you on the brink of cumming, before we were so rudely interrupted
It was getting harder and harder to resist her tempting.
Me: This is wrong
Unknown Number: Did it feel wrong? When you were begging me to make you unravel on my mouth?
Me: Rhea
Unknown Number: Tell me, when did the regret set in? Was it before or after my fingers found themselves inside you?
The pulsing sensation in my center began to intensify with every text she sent.
Unknown Number: You can lie to yourself all you want, darling
Unknown Number: But we both know that you want me just as much as I want you. I'm just making it easier by admitting it first
Unknown Number: Ball's in your court now, Uso
It took all the strength I had to resist, but it still wasn't enough. I ultimately caved, needing to feel her against me again.
Me: Where are you?
I just knew she was grinning like a wildcat on the other side of the phone.
Unknown Number: Location📍
The hotel she was staying at was only ten minutes away.
Me: Room?
Unknown Number: I'll be in the lobby to let you up. See you, beautiful ;)
I facepalm my forehead.
What was I doing? Once could've been a mistake, but twice? Now, this was betrayal.
Jey steps out of the bathroom, drying off his hair.
"Shower's free"
"Actually, I gotta go. Naomi wants to have a girl's night"
"For real?"
"Mhm", I hesitated,
He contemplates for a moment, before shrugging.
"Aight, just text me when you get there"
I let out a sigh of relief, before grabbing my phone and leaving.
Besides the obvious thoughts going through my head, all I could think about was how conflicted I felt. On one hand, family meant the world to me and out of all of them, Jey was who I was closest with...but on the other hand, there was Rhea. I didn't know what could transpire from this, but I guess I was just gonna have to find out.
Eventually, I got to her hotel and tried my best to avoid any paparazzi by keeping my head down and speed-walking into the lobby. I allow myself a moment to scan the room, before my eyes finally landed on her.
She was sat on one of the couches with elbows resting on her knees and scrolling through her phone.
With one last deep breath, I made my way towards her.
"Hello, there", she grinned,
Looking up at me, as she stood up.
"Hi", I greeted,
Avoiding her piercing gaze.
"I appreciate eye-contact, whilst speaking", she says,
Using my cheek to make me face her. I was already melting into her touch and blushing a bright red hue.
"D'you enjoy the ride?", she questioned,
Causing my eyes to widen.
"The car ride, darling", she teased,
She knew what she was doing.
"How about we get you upstairs?", she suggests.
I nod, as she took my hand and lead me to the elevators.
Once we were inside and the doors close us in, she pushes my hair aside and ducked her head into the crook of my neck, leaving wet kisses lingering on my skin.
"Couldn't stop thinking about earlier. I've never tasted anything better", she murmured,
Gripping my waist.
"R-Rhea", I whined,
Holding onto her shoulders. If the elevator doors hadn't opened just then, we would've had our way with each other right there. We rush towards her room and she uses my body to slam the door shut.
My hands creeping up into her hair, as her teeth tugged on my bottom lip.
I pull my sweater over my head, leaving me exposed to the cool air.
"Goodness", she exhaled,
Cupping the bottom of my breasts and licking my hardening buds. My skin was ablaze and my jaw drops with every moan that fell past my lips.
I go to pull my skirt down, when she stops me by my wrists.
"The skirt stays on"
Fuck, was I dripping.
"But...these need to go"
She reaches up and hooks her fingers around my waistband, yanking my underwear off and helping me out of them.
"I've already gotten a taste, now I need the whole show", she says,
Undoing the buttons of her jeans and revealing the toy already strapped around her waist. My eyes widen and she chuckles at my reaction.
"Like what you see, princess?"
"Y-Yes"
She bites back a smile and carried me to bed, before laying me out against the soft comforter.
"You're such a good girl when you aren't running your mouth", she praised,
Shoving her thumb into it, as I gladly accepted.
She then pulls it away and pressed it against my clit. A gasp rips out of me and my legs clench together, to which she pushes them apart and keeps them in place with her broad shoulders.
"Don't try escaping me now, you wanted this"
As she began rubbing firm circles on my bundle of nerves, my core dripped onto her ready palm.
"You are such an easy brat. All those time of you screaming at me, when you should've been screaming for me. All I had to do was put you in your place", she mocked over my moans.
Eventually, she pulled away and left me whining at the loss of contact.
"Patience"
She trips herself of her pants and tank top and the sight before me was something straight out of my wildest dreams. From her ample breasts, perfect waist and the sweat collecting on her fair skin, I was growing more and more desperate.
"As much as I love seeing you gawk at me, I think we should switch gears"
With one swift motion, she flips me onto my stomach and drags my ass into the air by my hips.
"This ass, babe. God", she mumbles,
Leaning down to place a gentle kiss on one cheek, before biting down hard and smacking the other.
I scream out, gripping the sheets.
Just then, I feel her rubbing the tip of the toy up and down my entrance, furthering the torture.
"How badly do you want this?"
"Please, I need you", I whined,
"Oh...you need this, huh? Think you've earned it?", she challenged,
Yanking me up against her by my throat, squeezing tight.
"Y-Yes, Mami, please!"
With one more wicked grin, she fills me to the hilt. The stretch burning, as I cried out into the air.
Her pace was immediately brutal and relentless, like the grip she had on my neck.
"Such a precious little thing", she praised,
Pounding repeatedly on my g-spot and causing stars to cloud my vision.
She'd been teasing me since the night began, so it should've come as no surprise to me when my walls had already begun pulsing around her.
"So good for me. So fucking good", she growled against my ear.
"I'm gonna cum, Mami, please!"
"Not till I say so"
"Please!"
"Keep whining and I'll make you wait even longer", she threatened.
Not wanting to face those consequences, I bite my tongue and held onto her hips for dear life, digging my nails into her flesh.
By this time, the room was nothing, but the smell of sex, sweat and tear-filled moans. The orgasm that I'd been chasing was now hounding me down and threatening to overwhelm me. It was getting harder to fight it off with each of her harsh thrusts.
I was just surprised we didn't get a noise complaint.
Once she was satisfied with how weak she had me, her hands reaches for my clit once more.
"You look so good this way. Fucked out and drenched in sweat and tears for me. Cum for me, darling. Show mami just how good she makes you feel"
That was the last thing I could make out, when the knot in my stomach finally snapped and pushed me over the edge.
All I could see was a rush of pure white, before falling limp on my stomach, out of breath and gasping for any air my lungs would allow.
She then pulls out of me and discards the toy from her hips. I was then picked up and placed delicately onto her bare chest.
"You did so good, darling", she muttered sweetly,
Wrapping her arms around me and pressing a kiss to my forehead.
Maybe...this wasn't such a bad idea.
I snuggled deeper into her embrace and she welcomed me in with a satisfied chuckle.
"Who knew beneath all that cold exterior was a soft little angel?", she jested,
Making me roll my eyes.
"I'm really glad you came. Well, in that sense, yes, but also you making the trip here", I interrupt with a playful smack to her shoulder.
"I wasn't too rough, was I?"
"It was perfect", I reassured,
Craning my head up to meet her lips.
"About your brother-"
"We don't have to talk about that"
"But we do"
She sits up, as I did the same, covering myself with the comforter.
"It’s always so easy to get caught up in messes, but that doesn't excuse what I did or let happen"
"I love my friends and I'd do anything for them...but not at the cost of someone like you. I've admired you since the day we met. Your passion, your drive and not to mention your everlasting beauty, it seems"
I couldn't help, but blush at her confession.
"Though I'm used to your fiery, protective side, I've also caught glimpses of your heart when I see you care for the people you love...I couldn't deny that"
"So I thought the best way to keep myself away from you was to make you hate me", she continued.
"Because I knew letting myself fall for you was betraying The Judgment Day, when lo and behold, you felt the same all along. We were always so consumed with putting other people first, that we forgot that our own happiness mattered too"
The more she spoke, the more it all made sense.
"And at some point, I couldn't hold back anymore...so I just let it happen. You can tell me that I'm wrong and that nothing that I said made sense, but I know, by that look in your eye, that I'm not"
By the end of her speaking, I was in tears, having felt so seen and understood. I gently cup her face in my hands, kissing her once more.
"You're not wrong", I sniffled,
Pulling back.
"I don't think I would've ever had the courage to say those things to your face"
"Of course, you would've. You're braver than you think"
WARNING: SMUT 18+, ANGST, Possessive!Rhea, Friends With Benefits, Confessions, Hickeys (R Receiving), Choking (R Receiving), Degradation and Praise Kink(R Receiving), Oral Sex (Both Receiving), Orgasm Denial (R Receiving), Strap On Sex (R Receiving), Spanking (R Receiving), Mommy Kink
PREFACE: After catching Reader flirting with a backstage staff member, Rhea takes it upon herself to remind Reader who she belongs to
A/N: It's about time I started writing about my wife
After effortlessly pinning Raquel Rodriguez to the ground and finally winning the brutal match, the bells ring and the crowd goes wild.
Rhea and I have been hooking up on and off for a few months now and to say I was tired of the 'just friends' title would've been an understatement.
It was frustrating. She'd treat me like a girlfriend in every regard, besides actually calling me that. She would go on and on about how much she wanted me all to herself, then turn around and sleep with someone else.
In private, I was treated like a princess, but once we weren't, I was a complete stranger.
Was it fair? No, but...I couldn't really complain. After all, she is amazing in bed. Don't get me wrong, she's an incredible athlete, but she was just as skilled in the bedroom.
It also didn't hurt that she was also the hottest woman I've ever seen. From her beautiful porcelain skin to her brilliantly blue eyes and strong figure, I was foolish for thinking I wouldn't come running back for more.
So to see the champion herself walk out of the arena drenched in sweat and smiling from ear to ear, I was soaked.
She finally makes it backstage and Dom rushes into her ready arms.
"You crushed it!"
"Thank you, darling", she joked,
Before looking over and catching me eyeing her up from the snack table.
"I'll be back", she says,
Letting go off him and making her way over to where I was. She pretended to browse through the snacks, when in reality, she was side-eyeing the little skirt I threw on just for her.
"(Y/N)", she nonchalantly greeted,
"Rhea, didn't anyone ever tell you that staring was rude?", I teased,
"Well, when you look this good", she mumbled,
Staring right into my eyes.
It was just loud enough for me to hear and cause my cheeks to heat up. I hated how easily flustered me.
"Good enough to come over later?"
"Sorry, plans", she dismissed,
Before walking back over to Dom and getting her things packed. I couldn't help but roll my eyes.
Just as all hope was lost, one of the new backstage assistants walked in. That's when a delicious little plan presented itself on a silver platter.
"Hi", I greeted with a beaming smile.
I could tell he was shocked by the way his eyes widened.
"Hello, miss (Y/L/N)"
"Oh, please, there's no need for formalities, call me (Y/N)"
"Alright", chuckled nervously.
Poor guy. I knew it was wrong, but I had to do what I had to do.
"Are you one of the new assistants?"
"Yes"
"Oh, darn. Never mind", I baited,
About to walk off, when he stops me.
"Wait"
Before turning around, I notice Rhea occasionally glancing over at us, obviously tuning into the conversation.
"Why do you ask?", he questioned,
"Oh, well...I just thought you were really cute and wanted to ask if you were free tonight"
In that moment, Rhea's head whipped in our direction.
"Oh", he blushed,
"But, I understand it's unprofessional, so-"
"Well, technically, I'm just a temp, so, I don't really work here", he reassures,
"Really?", I faked my enthusiasm.
By this time, Rhea was already marching towards us.
"Well, then, would you like to get drinks with me?"
"I would love to-"
"She's busy", Rhea cuts the conversation short,
Grabbing my arm and hauling me out of the room.
"Not gonna happen", I hear Dom tell the assistant.
I couldn't help but bite back a smile, as she lead me all the way to the parking lot.
"I thought you had plans?"
"They're cancelled. Get in the car", she ordered,
Opening the passenger door for me. Even whilst livid, she was still a courteous. I take the seat and she slams the door shut. I was really in for a long night.
The car ride was silent and tense. Her hands gripped the wheel so hard, her knuckles turned paler than they already were.
Once we arrived at the house she was renting, I unbuckled my seatbelt and she opens my car door, dragging my by my wrist this time. As harsh as the grasp she had on my wrist was, it only added to the excitement.
The moment we reached inside, she pins me to the door by my throat.
"You think you're cute with the little stunt you pulled?"
"I don't know-" I struggled when she cuts me off,
"Do not...bullshit me", she warned,
Leaning in closer. Her breath ghosting against my bottom lip.
"You really think there's a person on earth that can make you feel as good as I do? Make you scream their name the way only I can?"
"No", I mumbled,
"No, what? Don't tell me you've forgotten your manners"
"No...Mami"
A wicked grin tugs her lips, before they crash against mine.
This kiss felt different. Like she had something to prove. It was filled with passion, fire and a desperation I'd never seen before.
Her free hand pulls me in closer, as she shoved a knee between my legs and pressed against my already pulsing core. I let out a soft gasp that causes her to pull away.
"Needy slut, aren't you? I just fucked you stupid earlier this morning and you still want more? You're as greedy as you are pathetic", she teased,
"Please, Mami, I need more!", I whined.
She lets go of my neck and grabs a fistful of my hair, yanking my head backwards.
"You'll get more when I think you've earned it"
Her words muffled against the skin of my throat.
She then takes me upstairs to her room and throws me against the edge of the bed. She's man-handled me before, but this was something else entirely.
"Stay", she ordered.
I sit myself on the foot of the bed, watching her tower over me.
"Clothes. Off"
I complied and began to strip. Unbeknownst to her, I'd forgone my underwear long before her match even started.
"Good girl, I see you are capable of following instructions"
I couldn't help but blush at her praise.
She then grabs me by the chin, forcing me to look back up at her.
"Keep your eyes on me. I want you take in every second of me destroying you"
I swallowed hard. It was only in that moment when the realization of what I'd done truly hit me. I was in real trouble this time.
She gets down on her knees and spreads my legs apart, just staring at my slick mess. I swore I heard her growl at the sight.
"I haven't even touched you yet and you're already this wet?"
"Y-Yes, Mami. Only for you", I stumbled over my words,
"Now, that's what I like to hear"
Not wanting to waste anymore time torturing me, she dives right in, licking up my wetness and making me cry out at the contact.
"You've always been so sweet"
Her voice vibrates against me.
My hand go to grab at the roots of her raven hair and she immediately pulls away to pin my hands on either side of me.
"Did I give you permission to touch me, whore?"
"I'm sorry-"
"You will be if you keep disobeying me, princess"
That god damn nickname and the things it does to me.
"Are you going to be good for me or not?"
"I will, Mami", I whined.
She smiles once more, before continuing her efforts on my bundle of nerves. Her skilled tongue rubbing firm circles over and over again.
I feel her fingers trace up and down my entrance, making my own grip the sheets beneath me. I was already growing restless and weaker.
Eventually, two digits slip into me with ease and I cry out in relief. As they pumped themselves in and out of me, she made sure to focus pressing on my sweet spot.
I could feel my walls begin to clench around her and she laughs.
"So soon? Pitiful. Good thing you won't cum till I say so"
I whimpered amidst my moans. She was reveling in my misery and I knew it. She began to pick up momentum and her strokes grew faster and harder.
My climax was just mere moments ahead and just as I was about to tumble over the edge, she pulls away, leaving me empty and breathless.
"Mami, please-"
"You're in no position to make any demands, darling. I'm in charge", she reminded,
Getting back on her feet.
She grabs my chin and shoved her fingers into my gapping mouth.
"Suck"
I do as she says, looking up into her mischievous eyes.
"Do you taste yourself?"
I nod.
She replaces her fingers and leans down to press her lips against mine. Her teeth tugging at my bottom lip and releasing it with a pop.
"Stay here"
She walks over to the closet and rummages through the clothes, till she takes out a black velvet box and makes her way back over to me.
"I think my brat's earned a treat"
She pulls the lid back and reveals a strap on. She's used one on me before, but this one was...much bigger.
"T-This won't fit"
"Aw, darling don't worry...I'll make it fit"
A chill ran up my spine in anticipation.
She reaches for the bottom of her shirt and yanks it off the top of her head, revealing her ample breasts. I let out a breathless sigh, desperately trying to hold on to the little bit of my sanity I had left.
"Like what you see?", she questions,
Grabbing my hands and making them squeeze her mounds. Her head falls back, as my thumbs worked on her hardening buds.
She releases my wrists and gets to unbuttoning her jeans, before pulling them down along with her underwear. It was now made apparent to me that she was enjoying this just as much as I was.
"Can I please taste you, Mami?", I pleaded,
"Well, since you asked so nicely"
I chewed at my bottom lip and licked all the way done her chiseled abdomen. My hands finding the small of her waist and holding onto each side, as her fingers intertwined themselves in my locks.
The moment I smelled her sweet scent, I could no longer hold myself back. I wanted to be good for her and I wanted to do it now.
I dip my head down and immediately wrap my lips around her sensitive clit, watching the woman before me slightly buckle at the sensation.
With each passing groan that fought its way out of her, I sped up my ministrations and just savored how good she looked. So lost in pleasure that she was already starting to sweat.
"Fuck!", she moaned out.
Once I notice her legs begin to shake, I slip my fingers into her warm cavern and press down on the spot that had her gripping onto my head for dear life, whilst cursing my name.
Within a few minutes of ramming my digits into her, she came undone, squeezing around them. Crying out like a wolf in heat, she pulls my head back to look down at my moist chin.
"So fucking good for me", she wiped off the glisten and sucked her thumb clean.
"On your hands and knees, love", she sighed,
Watching me get into her favorite position. All I could focus on was the sound of her stepping completely out of her pants and into the harness, before fastening it tight around her hips.
She then shuffles onto the bed, taking a hold of my waist with one hand and using the free one to rub the tip of the toy up and down my ready slit.
"Who owns this cunt?"
"You, Mami"
"That's right. Mami owns you"
And in one swift movement, she finally impales me, ripping a scream from the back of my throat.
The toy filling me to the hilt, as she wrapped the ends of my hair around her tight fist.
"There she is. My cute little fuck toy", she grunted between each hard thrust.
I was already seeing stars from how rough she was being with me. She wasn't exactly the gentle type, but this night was just primal. Pure carnal lust and nothing short of it.
The relentless pace of her hips slamming into me was brutal and quick, like she was chasing a high of her own.
I could only imagine just how much I pissed her off this time.
As her tip repeatedly pounded into my sweet spot, I found myself attempting to pull away, as it was all getting far too much far too soon.
But alas, my efforts fall in vain when she pulled me back up against her damp chest.
"Where do you think you're going, hm? Isn't this what you wanted? For me to fuck your brains out?", she taunted,
"T-Too much, Mami!"
"I don't care. Till I hear that safe word, I'll have my way with you and you're gonna like it", she licks at the shell of my ear,
Biting down on the lobe.
She gripped the flesh of my waist so hard, I was sure to wake with bruises in the shape of crescent moons.
This new angle allowed her to fuck herself up into me and hit new places I never knew existed. I was a wreck and she was enjoying every moment of it.
My orgasm was mere moments away and at the risk of getting denied once more, I begged like my life depended on it.
"M-Mami, please let me cum! Please!"
"Why should I? You've been such a brat today", she challenged,
"Mami, please! I'm sorry, I won't do it again!" I moaned out,
Barely able to speak. I could hear her chuckling at how pathetic I sounded.
"You're all mine, darling. Mami owns you"
She reaches down for my clit and began rubbing vigorously on it.
"Cum for me"
I unraveled with one last scream, as my vision fades to pure white and I fall limp in her arms.
"Oh, don't get too comfortable, sweetness. I'm not done with you yet", she warned,
Flipping me onto my back.
Six rounds and multiple different positions later, we were now well into the early hours of the morning.
She finally pulls out and I whine at the aching emptiness.
"Shhh, baby, it's alright", she soothed,
Pulling me into her arms and laying me down on her chest.
For the first time in the while we've known each other, she didn't rush me out of bed. She simply held me, as I came down from the seemingly never ending euphoria.
"Was it too much?"
"Yes, but, nothing I couldn't handle", I reassured.
The room was now quiet, though it wasn't uncomfortable or awkward.
As a matter of fact, her racing heartbeat being the only thing I could hear, whilst she caressed the expanse of my back was actually quite...comforting.
Though as nice as it was, she eventually did break the silence.
"I love you"
I look up at her wide-eyed.
"What?"
"I love you, (Y/N). I know I should've said it sooner, but I couldn't bring myself to do it"
"Why not?"
She was hesitant, but I needed to hear the reason.
"Rhea", I urged,
Cupping her cheek.
"I was scared you didn't feel the same way"
All this time...
She's loved me all this time. I honestly couldn't tell if I was hallucinating this whole moment and I was almost too scared to find out.
"What made you think I didn't?"
"You're perfect, (Y/N). In every sense of the word and that scared me. I might come off as callous and unafraid, but the thought of ever having to tell you how I truly felt was terrifying"
I was on the verge of tears. I'd never seen her so vulnerable and surrendered.
"Please say something"
I happily sigh through my nose, resting me head against her broad shoulder.
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WARNING: SMUT 18+, Semi-Public Sex, Oral Sex (R Receiving), P in V Sex, No Protection (This is fiction, you are not, WRAP IT UP), Choking (R Receiving), Fraternizing Between Co-Worker, Mentions of Loki Being Able To Read Minds, Secret Relationship, Mentions of Hickeys, Jealous!Loki, Mentions of Masturbation (Reader), Mentions of Loki getting slapped, Mentions of Alcohol, Drunken Confessions, Reader has Dark Humor
PREFACE: Loki and Reader were the newly recruited Avengers, who everyone thought just hated each other, but unbeknownst to them, they were a lot friendlier when no one was watching
A/N: Flashbacks In Italics!
Earpiece Monologue In Bold and Colored!
Loki changed after the events of Avengers 1 and gets recruited in this A/U!
"So sweet", he groaned against my cunt,
Pounding his fingers into me, as his free arm wrapped around my leg to hold me in place. How we ended up in the janitor's closet was actually quite the story.
"Don't stop, please!", I whined,
"Oh, I don't plan on it", he grinned.
Loki and I met a few months ago, when we were both recruited into the Avengers and at the beginning, we actually didn't get along.
All I'd heard about the God of Mischief prior to meeting him was that he invaded and nearly destroyed the city of New York, so to say I wasn't his biggest fan would've been an understatement.
"Welcome to the team, kid", Steve nods,
"Thank you", I smiled,
"This is great! Now we have two extra sets of hands to help with the work load!", Thor roared,
Causing me to look back at him in confusion.
"Two?"
That's when the original six turn to each other, awkwardly.
"Well, go ahead, Captain Thunderpants, it was your idea", Tony snipped.
My eyes meet Thor's, curiously.
"Well...there may be...a new recruit"
"Really? Who?", I questioned,
"Uh...", he looks to his friends for help,
"Don't look at me", Nat refused,
"Not a chance in hell", Tony also declined,
"Steve? Banner? Barton?"
"We're good", Bruce answered on behalf of the other men.
"Oh, come on, how bad could it be?", I asked.
Just then, the door slides open, revealing the devil himself.
"Team", he greeted,
Letting himself in, before his eyes fell upon me. My head snaps back in Thor's direction, who had already taken three steps back.
"Loki?!"
"Yes?", he answered.
After letting out a deep exhale, I began walking up to him.
"I don't think we've officially met-"
Unable to control my anger, I slap him hard across the face, bringing shock to all parties in the room.
"That was for New York!"
Smirking, he turns back to me, before looking over at his brother.
"I like her", he teased,
Making me groan in disgust.
For the next following weeks, I tried my best to avoid him at all costs and my plan was going according to how it should...till that the damned mission.
I was fighting off one of the Ultron bots and failed to see one charging up at me. Just as I was about to be blasted by the ray of its laser, I was pushed out of the way and pinned to the wall, left to watch another building collapse from it's lethal impact.
I turn to see who it was and there stood Loki, holding me in place by the small of me waist.
"You alright?", he questioned.
His eyes pouring into mine with such concern. All I could focus on was how little distance there was between us. My lips barely an inch away from his.
Once I realized what was happening, I snapped out of it.
"I'm fine", I said dismissively,
Before getting back to work.
Tony: Pretty cozy lookin', you sure we didn't interrupt something?
(Y/N): Shut up, Tony
Later that night, I found myself restless and unable to fall asleep. All I could think about was him and how his body felt...right against mine. How his lips were just right at my own, almost brushing against them.
I knew it was wrong, but the more I thought about how intense that moment was and how willing he was to risk his life for mine, the less I grew to despise him.
I touched myself all night to the image, till I was all tuckered out and able to drift peacefully off to sleep.
A day later, during the blowout celebration for destroying Ultron, I decided the only way I could ever face Loki again was to drink.
Sure, one or two shots would've sufficed, but alas, I got carried away and ended up somewhere near ten. Don't ask.
"Okay, you're cut off", Steve says,
Trying to take the shot glass away from me.
"Boooo, what are you my dad?"
That's when the captain's eyes widen.
"Oh shit, he's dead", I say,
Right before bursting into laughter.
"That calls for another shot!", I sing cartoonishly,
"No-"
"I've got this", a low voice says from behind me.
I look over my shoulder and roll my eyes, groaning. This man was just always somehow at the right place, at the right time.
"You sure?"
"I am, thanks", Loki reassured,
Steve nods and walks off.
"A water, please", he asked the bartender,
"I don't need you to babysit me", I slurred,
"Well, stop acting like child and I will"
"Pffft, you're lucky you're as hot as you are. I wouldn't take this shit from anyone else", I accidentally confessed.
The moment I saw his eyes widen and his fine lips curl up into a grin, I felt the realization of what I'd just done hit me.
"Don't you dare tell anyone I said that!", I warn,
Leaning forward to point, when my elbow slips off the table. Luckily, he caught me before I met the hard floor.
"Alright, let's get you to bed", he struggled,
Before throwing me over his shoulder and using his free hand to keep my dress from rising.
If it hadn't been for the loud music and crowd of people dancing, the team would've seen us and gods knew, they'd never let me live it down.
I wake up being greeted with a splitting headache and the sun shinning impossibly bright through the gap in my curtains. I was beyond relieved to remember that it was Saturday and I could take my time recovering from this hangover.
Pulling the comforter off me, I noticed that I hadn't taken off the dress I wore the night prior. As a matter of fact, I couldn't even remember how I made it to my room.
I groan to myself, eventually getting up and heading to the kitchen, but as I did, I find Loki making himself a cup of coffee. He turns to face me and grins at my less-than-stellar state.
"Morning. Care for a cup of coffee?"
"No, thanks", I snipped,
Making him scoff to himself.
I grab a bowl and began pouring in my cereal, before adding the milk and taking a seat at the dining table.
Once Loki's was done stirring his coffee, he takes the chair, right across from me. As inappropriate as it was for me to shamelessly stare at his toned arms, I couldn't seem to stop myself.
"Enjoying the view?", he remarked sarcastically,
Snapping me out of my daze.
"Bold of you to assume I was enjoying it"
He shakes his head, smiling to himself.
Curiously, my brows knit together, as my eyes narrowed at his reaction.
"What?"
"Nothing", he coyly replied.
Something was off. His once-passing glances were now longer and focused on places I'd never seen them on before. My lips, my collarbones...my chest. I couldn't help but blush at the sudden attention.
Not wanting to delve too deeply into it, I brush it off and avert my attention back to the breakfast before me.
"So?"
I look up from my bowl of cereal.
"Are we going to talk about it?", he questioned,
"Talk about what?"
"The delicious little confession you made last night"
"What are you-"
Fuck, I thought to myself.
"Ah...so you do remember?"
"I don't know what you're talking about", I rushed,
As I got up and abandoned the bowl, trying to escape the awkward encounter.
"Oh, I think you know plenty", he challenged,
Trailing behind me.
"I was drunk, obviously what I said didn't mean anything"
"Oh, darling, try as you might, I know it to be true"
I turn to tell him off, when I was met with him being closer than I anticipated. He brushes a stray hair from my face, causing a breath to hitch in the back of my throat.
"You've thought about it. You've thought about all the dirty little things you wish I'd do to you. The only person denying it...is you"
I was at a loss for words. All I could do was focus on keeping my knees from buckling, as he spoke to the deepest parts of my longing. He leans forward, now holding the side of my face and pouring his baby blue eyes into mine.
"These walls may be soundproof, but your thoughts...they're just so loud", he brushes his fingers down my arm,
"I couldn't help myself from taking a little glimpse into that pretty head of yours...do not get in the way of your own pleasure", he whispers.
My skin was on fire and my heart was threatening to give out. Any sense of reason disappeared the moment his hands abandoned my warm cheeks and trailed down to the sides of my waist. With no reservations left in mind, I grab him by the back of his neck and crashed my lips onto him.
I was then thrown into the air and my legs instinctively wrap over his hips. My tongue darting out, meeting his in a heated exchange.
"Just this once", I pulled away.
Well...lets just say that was a blatant lie.
We met almost every night since that day and neither side had any complaints. In each other's rooms, the showers, the kitchen island and couches when no one was in.
It felt almost impossible to keep our hands off of each other. He was a god after all and he sure did fuck like one.
But not all was fair in love and war.
He always felt the need to mark his territory. For instance, the Hickey incident, when Loki left one the size of an orange on the side of my neck.
"Steve was on my ass for this today", I say,
Trying to conceal the mark with makeup.
"He could only ever dream of it"
I playfully rolled my eyes, continuing to cover it up.
So, it should've come as no surprise to me, when I was yanked into the closet, after being overheard playfully flirting with Thor by Loki. Unbeknownst to him, that was my plan all along. To get him so frustrated, that he was left with no choice but to screw me out of my mind as a lesson.
He was always so possessive. Not that I minded.
As a matter of fact, it turned me on more than anything, knowing that it drove him up the wall, seeing me receive attention from anyone, other than him. Call it evil, but I liked the power I had over the god and it seemed like he was more than okay with giving it to me. Even MORE okay with taking out his frustrations on me during our intimate moments.
After effortlessly making me come undone on his skilled tongue, I was immediately flipped onto my stomach with no chance of catching a breath. I hear the sound of his belt being unbuckled and his pants hitting the ground around his feet.
"You just love how riled up I get over you, don't you? Purposefully throwing yourself at my brother of all people, simply to get a reaction out of me? Not a smart move, pet", he groaned,
Before finally impaling me in one thrust. I gasp at the sudden fullness and his hand reaches from behind me, using my throat to hold me taut against his expensive white button up shirt.
"Now now, we wouldn't want anyone to find you in this compromising position, now do we? With your hair a mess, your lipstick smeared and my cock buried deep inside you?"
He pulls away slightly, only to thrust back inside me with a newfound harshness. Not that I minded, but this time felt...different.
His pace was brutal and desperate, like he had something to prove. The angle allowing him to fill me to the hilt.
I could feel the tip of his cock repeatedly hitting me right where I needed it to.
"Loki", I quietly moaned into the air,
"Such a sweet girl. Letting me ruin her right next to our co-workers", he groaned against the skin of my neck.
The coil in the pit of my stomach began to heat up and tighten. The closer I was to my next climax, the more wanton cries of pleasure began escaping my lips.
"I feel you pulsing around me, darling. Let go for me. I'm close", he grunted against my ear.
With his hips faltering and going faster and faster, I was left at the mercy of my climax overwhelming my senses and rendering me weak and limp.
Within the next few seconds, Loki paints my clenching walls with hot ropes of white, moaning into the shell of my ear.
Once I had somewhat come down from high, I caught my breath.
"They definitely heard us", I exhaled,
Causing him to chuckle tiredly.
"Good. At least now they'll know who you belong to"
WARNING: SMUT 18+, ANGST, Hickeys, Marking Kink (R Receiving), Oral Sex (R Receiving), P in V Sex, Exhibitionism, Rough Sex, Body Worship (R Receiving), No Protection (This is fictional, you are not, WRAP IT UP) Mentions of Break Ups, Turbulent Relationship, Confrontations, Insecurities
PREFACE: You were not only the God of Mischief's ex and the mother of his child, you were also the love of his life. So, it should've come as no surprise to you when his new girlfriend showed up to your apartment building, angry after finding out he was still in love with you
A/N: Flashbacks In Italics!
Loki was recruited into the Avengers and Sylvie is his new girlfriend in this A/U!
Sylvie deserves better :,(
And yes, this is combining 2 Taylor Swift songs cause it goes so well…all too well
I had just put my son to bed, when his tired little voice asks me something.
"Mama, is daddy coming this weekend?"
I look up from tucking him in with surprise.
"Um, I'm not sure"
I was...or I thought I was. Loki and I were together for over a decade and had our son four years ago.
Our relationship wasn't perfect, but we made it work. In spite of the long nights that consisted of screaming matches and the other going to bed angry, we would eventually talk it out and get right back to normal. Was it easy? No, but we knew that we made each other better people. Nothing in life that's worth keeping was gonna be easy.
Our main issue was him not making enough time for me and our child. I understood splitting his time between working with the Avengers and going back and forth from Asgard would take up a lot of his days, but we always got through the rough patches together.
You miss a couple dinners and forget some errands, sure, I could forgive that...but the final straw was when he'd forgotten our son's birthday.
Long after the party was over and everyone had gone home, I still sat in the living room in tears, after having had to put my own crying child to bed.
"He forgot. He really forgot", I thought to myself.
Just then, I hear the front door open and in walks Loki, making his way towards me on the couch.
"Hi, darling", he kisses my cheek.
That's when he noticed the popped balloons and confetti scattered all across the floor.
"What did I miss?"
"What did you miss?", I repeated,
Standing up.
"Loki, do you know what day it is today?"
"Friday"
I close my eyes, sighing before wiping my eyes.
"October twenty-third"
He takes a moment to think, when the realization hits him.
"Shit", he whispers to himself,
"Yeah...shit"
"(Y/N)-"
"He was so excited to blow out the candles with his dad", my voice shakes.
"I know-"
"Do you?"
Not having anything else to say for himself, he simply muttered.
"I'm sorry"
"It's not me you should be apologizing to", I say,
About to walk off, when he takes my arm.
"I'll make it up to him-"
"You always say that, but you never stick to your word. Look, I'm tired of being second place to your job, we both are. Do you even remember the last time we had dinner together? Or even tucking him in for bed?"
I could see the tears beginning to pool in his eyes. I shake my head, before pulling my arm away from him.
"Time got away from me, the team-"
"I don't care about the team! I care about us! Our family!", I yell,
Catching him off guard.
"I've stood behind you on everything and this was the one thing that I needed you to show up for. I've put up with your shit for too fucking long and I can't do it anymore. All we do nowadays is fight and I can't tolerate being taken for granted over and over again. I won't"
"What are you saying?", he whispered,
"I'm saying I'm done", I shrugged.
His gaze softened and his shoulders dropped.
"(Y/N)-"
"You need to go", I sob,
"Please, don't do this. We can talk about it, we can work things out, I promise, I will do better-", he tries pulling me into an embrace,
Only to be pushed away.
"We tried and nothing's worked, even if we go to bed now, I'll still feel the same way in the morning-"
"I don't want to leave-", he says,
Wrapping his arms around me, as I kept trying to push him off.
"Loki, go"
"I can't"
"Please, go, I can't do this again"
"I can't!", he cried,
"GO-"
"I CAN'T!", he shouts,
Slowly falling to his knees, as he held onto my legs and hid his face in my stomach.
"I can't", he wept.
My hand goes over my mouth to muffle the sounds of my sobs. I eventually pull away from him and walked back towards our once shared bedroom. It was the hardest walk of my life. Knowing I was walking away from him.
"When I wake up", I say over my shoulder,
"Don't be here"
It's been almost a year since then and it still hurts to think about. It didn't help that our anniversary was coming up either.
I often fall back into wondering if I'd done the right thing. Did I? Would I ever know?
"But, I promise I'll ask"
"Does daddy not love me anymore?"
It shattered my heart to hear him say that.
"No! Baby", I say,
Softly cupping his cheek.
"Your father loves you so so much. It's just his job that keeps him busy"
He sticks his pinky out, making me chuckle. I intertwine mine around his, after wiping away a stray tear.
"Never think for one second that we don't love you"
Just as I placed a kiss atop my son's head, I hear someone yelling outside my apartment building.
"(Y/N)!"
I recognized that voice. It was Sylvie. What was she doing here in the middle of the night?
"Mama?"
"Shhh, go to bed, baby, I'll be right back", I shushed,
Leaving the apartment and locking the door behind me. The elevator takes me all the way down to the lobby and I made my way outside.
"Sylvie-"
"What did you tell him?!"
"What? What are you talking about?"
"Don't play stupid with me, what did you tell Loki?"
"Nothing! I haven't spoken to him for weeks!"
"Horse shit"
"I haven't!"
She sighs, holding her forehead.
"Why? What happened?"
She sniffles and using her sleeve to wipe away her tears.
"Sylvie, I know we aren't friends, but you can tell me"
She scoffs, looking back at me.
"You can", I reassured.
She shakes her head, taking a seat on the curb. I let out a deep exhale, before joining her.
It was tense. I could tell she was holding something back and it only added to the anxiety that was making my stomach turn. After a few deep breaths, she finally breaks the uncomfortable silence.
"He said your name in his sleep"
I'd never felt my heart drop so fast. My eyes widen, as I turn back to her.
"What?"
"Last night. I heard him", she nodded,
"Sylvie", I exhaled,
Shutting my eyes, whilst shaking my head.
"So either that means he's been sneaking behind my back with you or-"
"He hasn't, I swear"
"...Then what I'd been suspecting is true", she muttered her breath.
My eyebrows meet in confusion, wondering what she meant by that. She finally turns to meet my gaze and in the street lamp's glow, I could make out her defeated tired eyes looking back at me.
I knew that look. I had that look not too long ago, which meant what she had to say was nothing short of painful.
"He still loves you", she wept,
Causing me to shake my head.
"No-"
"Then why?", she shrugs.
How was I possibly meant to respond to that?
"You know...whenever he tells me that he loves me, I would be so overjoyed...but for some reason, in the back of mind, I never truly believed him", she confessed,
"And then I thought to myself 'Well, why would I? She was his first love and the mother of his child. How could I ever compete with that? She's beautiful and smart and strong'. Deep down, I always knew that what we had wasn't real, as I am still fighting the ghost of you that will forever live in his memories"
I was speechless. To hear her say all of this was gut-wrenching. She didn't deserve this and I knew that.
"I am so sorry"
"You have nothing to apologize for", she says,
Getting back on her feet, as I did the same.
"Sylvie, I assure you that whatever we had was over the moment we broke up"
"Maybe...but not for him", she smiled sadly,
Giving me a tight embrace, before walking away.
I couldn't just go to bed after that. I had to talk to Loki myself. Whatever he did to us was one thing, but Sylvie didn't deserve this. I went back up stairs to get my son, not bothering to get dressed and dropped him off at my parent's house on the way to the Avengers Tower.
I submitted my personalized key pass, which allowed me inside and took the elevator all the way up to Loki's quarters. I pushed past the double doors and find him standing at the floor to ceiling windows.
"What the fuck is wrong with you?", I spit,
Walking up to him.
"I'm assuming you heard", he says,
Without looking away from the city.
"Sylvie didn't deserve that. She loved you!"
I was met with nothing but silence. All I could do was sigh in frustration.
"Why?! Why did you have to ruin another good thing for yourself?! She was perfect-"
"But she wasn't you!", he snapped,
Turning to face me.
"You of all people should know that no matter what happens, I would always choose you"
I could feel the tears gather in my eyes.
"I tried to let go, but I couldn't", his voice goes quiet,
"Despite my best efforts and even while being with someone else, all I found myself doing was wishing it was you"
I shake my head, as a lone tear made its why down my cheek.
"You should've thought about that before you took me for granted"
He cups my face, resting his forehead against mine.
"That was my greatest mistake...and I will never forgive myself for it"
"Loki-"
I couldn't stop myself from growing weak at his touch.
"I love you. This has always been true"
"I never knew what I had until I'd lost it", he added,
"You hurt me...and you hurt our son", I wept,
"And for that, I am so sorry. I will never stop regretting the things I'd done to you both and if given the chance, I'd change before it was too late, but I am begging you now. I will never forsake your hearts again, please", he pleaded.
There were so many emotions coming at me from all directions. Anger, sadness, confusion...but also a sense of solace. Solace in knowing that he had finally recognized his mistakes.
"If you'll have me...I will never hurt you or our son ever again"
"How can I be sure you mean it this time?", I questioned.
In that moment, the God of Mischief pulled away and kneeled before me, placing a hand on his heart. I couldn't help but feel a strong sense of Deja Vu.
"I meant every word", he reassured,
Taking my hand into his.
"I've lost you once. I will not make that same mistake again"
I searched deeply into his eyes and all I could find was sincerity. For the first time in a long time, I was finally sure.
"Loki"
I pulled him back onto his feet and cupped his cold face.
"I love you too...I don't think I ever stopped"
He chuckles slightly in relief.
"That's all I've ever wanted to hear", he says,
Before pulling me in by the waist and pressing his lips against mine. The kiss started off mellow and soft, but it quickly grew heated. He picks me up by my thighs and effortlessly wrapped them around his waist. He ended up
My fingers sneak into his black locks, grasping at the roots and causing a delicious groan to escape him.
Using his godly strength, he lifts me up higher into the air, now throwing my legs over his shoulders. With a flash of his magic, I was now completely naked up against the glass.
"People will see", I say out breath,
"Let them", he grinned,
"Let them envy the way I ravish your beautiful body, knowing they will never get the chance"
I could feel myself grow wetter at his comment.
"By the looks of it, you don't seem to mind either", he teases,
Before kissing the inside of my thighs, slowly making his way towards where I needed him most. He wrapped his soft lips around my bundle of nerves, making me gasp at the sensation. I was being tasted like I'd be the last thing he'd ever have. A man on death row, savoring his final meal.
"It has been to long", he mumbled against me.
"It has", I whined,
As his skilled tongue drew circles over my clit again and again, till the knot in my stomach began to tense. I missed how easily he made me melt.
My fingers snuck into his hair once more, holding on for dear life. His own rubbing up and down my slit, before slipping themselves inside and pressing against my sweet spot. I could feel him grin at the wanton cries and moans that spilled out of me.
It was more the obvious that I was already about hit my peak.
"Close already?", he teased,
Continuing his ministrations.
"I must taste your release at once. Come for me, sweet girl", he demanded.
That was all I needed to hear.
I came with a moan so loud, I was thanking my lucky stars the walls were sound-proof.
Still, coming down from the euphoric high, he lets me down gently. Firmly holding my weak frame to steady me. Once he realized it was going to take a while for my legs to calm from there incessant shaking, he picked me up and laid me down on the sofa.
"Tonight, I will make up for lost time", he mumbled against my lips.
"I will show you just how deep my everlasting devotion for you lies"
With the help of his magic once again, he causes his trousers to disappear, along with his boxers.
His hard cock aching for attention.
"Do you see what you do to me? How desperate and needy I am for you?", he growls in my ear,
Causing my skin to raise in goosebumps. He takes the tip and rubs it up my already throbbing entrance.
"I've missed this so much", he confesses,
Before thrusting into me and ripping a cry from the depth of my chest. Without giving a moment to adjust, he began pounding into me at a merciless pace.
By this time, the sun had already began to peak from the horizon and the room smelt of sex and sweat. It was now his turn to yank at the roots of my hair, exposing my bare neck for his hungry teeth.
"I will mark you and claim you as mine once more", he mumbled against my warm skin,
As he repeatedly slammed into my g-spot. It didn't take long for my next orgasm to build, as my legs were already threatening to snap close and all I could do was scream out his name again and again like a fallen prayer.
I could tell by the rhythm of his hips faltering that he wasn't far behind either.
"Meet me there, darling. Come for me", he groaned,
As we both were thrusted over the edge. He spills himself inside my clenching walls, letting his head fall back at the overwhelming pleasure. Out of breath and well-spent, he collapses on top of me and wraps his arms around my waist.
We lay in the comforting silence for a moment, till he found the strength to pull out of me and lay me atop his chest.
"Yours"
I look up at him, as he brushed away a hair stuck to my forehead.
