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Request: Hiii I had a request for lancelot. Could you write his reaction to being found by reader close to her cottage in the woods after he and squirrel traveld very far. She brings them home with her and is really kind and soft and treats his wounds.

Warnings: N/A

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Ps: I have never written in a male perspective before so please don’t hate me!😭❤️

Barely alive, Barely being able to hold on. It was hot from being in the desert. Seeing the woods approach far off in the distance. “Squirrel, we go there.” Pointing weakly to the woods that lay ahead. Closing my eyes unable to hold them open anymore. It was Squirrels voice that brought me back.

“Please help, my friend-he’s hurt!” Something soft touches my face. Struggling to open my eyes seeing bits and blurs.

“Oh Heavens,” their voice was sweet, light, comforting before I blacked out. Feeling my cloak being removed and my shirt causing my eyes to open. Blinking a few times believing my eyes were playing tricks on my mind.

“Squirrel?” Turning my head, not seeing him. “A-am I dead?” She began to apply something to my wounds laughing. Her laugh, the way her lips shot into a smile. Her shake shook causing her brown hair to move with everything she did. Her skin was soft, the way her hand gently cared for me was soft, gentle.

“No, not dead but I found you pretty close to it.” Laying my head back listening to her speak. Every word she said didn’t stick to my head. She must’ve been an angel. Sent from the Gods. “Your friend is asleep, peacefully in my bed.” Her hands came closer to me lifting my head bringing a cup to my lips. “I will not hurt you. I am a healer, if you allow me too. Not many outsiders come for me.” Trusting her words, trusting a stranger, who’s voice could make any man weak. Allowing the liquid to pass my lips and into my body. A few seconds later my body began to burn.

Her soft hand clasped into mine. “Shh a few more seconds and it’ll be over. It’s killing off the infections you’ve caught.” She whispered, pressing her lips to my head and the pain stopped. “You must not move as all. For I will care for you.” Rubbing my head with a cool cloth. “All your wounds were infected, I will wash your cloak for you. They are smeared in blood, I will not ask how you got in this position although the mark on your head gives it away. I must request you keep that boy safe.” Looking up at her big green eyes giving a nod.

“With my life.” Turning my head to look around the cottage. “You live here alone?” She nodded giving a small smile.

“I did until today, Squirrel made quite the company helping me around the place while you rest and healed.” Her hand ran though my hair playing with it.

“He is quite the entertainer.” Saying making her look over me. Lightly running her hand down the cloth connecting to my body. Tensing up as her finger touched my stomach. “How did you come to live alone?”

“Outcast, by my family. That is all I will say. The marks on your back. How did you come to get them?”

“Punishment for not being closer to God.” Sitting my head down gently standing walking somewhere. She came back with a bowl.

“You shouldn’t have to be punished. You need to eat. So your wounds heal and you’re strong to fight for the boy.” Watching her as her eyebrows shot up as she was careful feeding me making sure I was alright. By sundown I noticed multiple things about her. There was something about her laugh that just filled me with warmth all over. She listened to my past with such a passion, questioning me as a person, she let me know that there is a good side to everyone. “I should be headed to bed, will you be alright here? I could get another cot and sleep out here if you’re afraid of the Knockshigowna?” Joked rolling out another cot laying next to me staring at the ceiling.

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“You are stubborn Lancelot, very very Stubborn.” Picking up my swords and cloak as she looked at me. Her big green eyes darkened by the sight of me in my cloak. “You are a dangerous man I see.”

“Just protective.” Watching her nod looking away from me to face Squirrel smiling.

Getting on my horse looking at Squirrel hugging her figure smiling. She helped him onto my horse before looking at me. “It was a pleasure caring for you. You kept me entertained the whole time. Please, come back again when you aren’t hurt.”

“Thank you for the great health Tauriel. Squirrel and I shall be leaving.” Pulling the strings you the horse staring my way down the path.

“We should go back, She was lovely.” Squirrel says looking back waving. “I think she likes you.” Hiding the fact that my face was heating up. “I think you two will have cute kin.”

“Squirrel if you continue to talk I will leave you here.”

“You wouldn’t, you’re into her. I say we come back once a full moon.”

The weeping monk x reader

Summary: Y/n knows that Lancelot loves her, he would do anything for her. But what happens when the paladins finds out about her or them I might say.

Everyone that sees him, everyone that glances at him, everyone that hears his name runs in terror. But not me. Not I, because I know him. The weeping monk as they call him. Lancelot I call him. I know his dark side. I know what he does for the paladins. I just know that when he comes home after a long journey he relaxes and I clear his mind. He’s been gone for a months journey.

The door opened causing me to jump. Looking into the kitchen seeing him standing tall with swords strapped to him. “W-what are you doing here? Were you followed?” Asking, afraid to come out from behind the wall.

“No, why are you hiding?” Asking caused me to turn and run into the bathroom. Closing the door hearing him stop at the door.

“Leave me Lancelot.” The fear ran through me remembering the first time we met.

“Run, do not look back!” Running from my home as the paladins killed everyone around me. Running through the woods ducking and jumping over logs and trees. Running into a hard body falling to the ground. The figure faced me, eyes cold and dark. Crawling away from him as he reached for his sword.

“Please no! I-I am not a creature just misunderstood and unwanted so I came here. They accepted me when society wouldn’t. Please.” He pulled the sword out staring at me. There was a snap branch causing him to turn. Closing my eyes hearing a grunt. When I opened them a paladin was on the ground dead and he was standing over me, eyes wide before he fainted. “Hey, no no no no. You protected me? Why?” His eyes rolled back but his breathing was still steady. Dragging him through the woods and into a cave laying him by the waterfall on the inside. “Please don’t roll into the water, stay here I have to cover our tracks.” Saying Running outside covering the tracks.

Once back inside the cave I stripped him of his clothes to clean his wounds and wrap them with cloth. A few hours later he opened his eyes looking at me. “I’m not going to hurt you, I promise.” Placing my hand onto his rubbing it gently. “You saved me, It was only right for me to do the same. Now you took a nasty cut. Rest.”

“I have to get back.” He said sitting up grunting in pain. He noticed his shirt was off and looked at me wide eyes. “I’m half naked.”

“Your face is beautiful.” Blurting or wanting to smack myself.

“Hm,” Watching him get up and walk out of the cave.

“Open the door. Please. I need to know you’re alright.”

“N-no go away. I finally see your true colors. You are a monster Lancelot. I never want to see you again. Leave.”

“Y-you don’t mean that? What’s happened to yo-”

“I hate you, the weeping monk cannot be trusted. Leave Lancelot before I do something I’ll regret!” Hearing footsteps walk away then the front door opens and close. Waiting a few seconds to hear his horse go and ride off into the woods. Opening the bathroom door walking into the kitchen holding my stomach. The tears that stung my eyes burned but it was worth it. He was gone. He wouldn’t be hurt for my mistakes. A few hours later there was a knock at the door. Sitting the porridge on the counter opening the door. Dropping the bowl I had in my hands turning to run but I was grabbed.

“What intentions do you have with the weeping monk?” Shoving me to the ground. It was father carden with other fathers.

“Please, I beg of you father do not hurt me. I am human.” Crawling back into the chair. He walked closer taking prideful steps.

“My child, that is not what I have asked. What. Is. Your. Intentions. With. The. Monk?”

“I have no intentions father, I give him information about the enemies.” Father grabbed my face dragging the leaf across it. Feeling a part of me changed to it. He pulled the leaf away.

“She’s human but she lies of her intentions with him. Burn this place to the ground.” Gasping standing up. “Take her captive. She knows something.” Tying my hands up and forcing me to walk back to their camp. Once in camp Lancelot stood at the sight of father Carden.

“Father,” he looked at the other men before his eyes landed on me. He looked afraid for a second. “W-who’s this?”

“Take her to the tents.” Forcing me to the ten feeling his eyes on me every step of the way. The trinity guard tossed me in the tent with a man who was beat up, bruised, and bloody. He looked up and his whole demeanor changed.

“Y/n?” I knew that voice from a distance.

“Gawain, oh God you’re alive! I’ve looked everywhere for you!” Leaning my head towards his as the trinity tied me up.

“Y/n? What are you doing here? D-did the monk get to you? How are you not dead? You’re with- h-how?”

“You look gravely hurt Gawain.” It looked painful for him to move let alone the traps with too tight.

“A-answer my questions.” He said weakly.

“The paladins captured me,” glancing at the Trinity who were looking at us. “That is all I can say.”

“Whose is it?” Opening my mouth to speak but Lacelot came in telling the trinity he wanted to interrogate the hostage. They left and closed the tent. He looked at me speed walking by my side but stopping.

“Why didn’t you tell them, before?” He looked over at Gawain. “You could have told them but you didn’t. Why?”

“Because all Fey are brothers, even the lost ones.” Listening to their conversations noticing Lancelot kept looking over me.

“I am not your brother.”

“Monk please.” I whispered causing him to tense up. I never called him that.

“I’m a monster I deserve no one's family but the paladins.”

“You have a family,” He kneeled before me sensing it. “I’m your family.” Whispered feeling the tears run down. He senses it. Standing close to me.

“My love, what have I done?” He said placing his hand on my stomach pressing down the cloth that I tightly wrapped around my stomach.

“I’m sorry Lancelot. J-just fo-” quickly removing his hand causing me to look away from him quickly as someone came in. “How dare you lay a hand on me!” Yelling at him.

“No my boy no one touches her but me and the trinity.” Lancelot looked at the father shocked. “You’ll watch until I figure out what she knows.” Father walked out with Lancelot in pursuit.

“Him? Y-you give up your lifestyle? Your home for him!” He whispered.

“Gawain I was never accepted there. Everyone thought I was a demon like Nimue. They hated me, y-you hated me!”

“I loved you!” Taken back by his sudden outburst. “ I wanted you, and you and him.”

“He’s my mate. We are linked Gawain.”

“Do you even know what he is?”

“I know him better than anyone else.” Gawain stayed silent leaving me to think about the past.

Walking through the woods to pick the right type of berry. Sensing something behind me making me turn in freight. Facing him once again gasping. “You, h-how are your wounds?”

“They happened a long time ago. Months,” he stayed silent looking at the sun set. His horse tumbled beside him. Rubbing his nose filling him with energy. The monk drew his sword to me.

“You well not hurt me,” saying feeling the pain in his body as he held the sword towards me. “We are linked, put the sword away and follow me to my home. Your horse needs rest.” Walking away towards my home with my berries. Opening the door letting him in. “I cooked before I left, still warm. Can I get you some.” Giving him a small smile as he nodded.

“What do you mean we are linked?” Sitting the bowl down smiling.

“I am no human. I can be undetected to others but not to my other link. We are soulmates, meant to be.” Facing him tapping his nose playfully. “Shall I prove it?” He stared at me for a few seconds before taking the bowl and eating the food.

Later on that night sitting by the fire. He sat across from me staring into the flames meeting my eyes though it. “How can you prove it?” Standing up walking by his side. Reaching for his hand slowly causing him to pull away. “I am not here for some games.”

“You have not stopped thinking of me since the first time you saw me. It’s what links do. If you touch then it can either heal them slowly or give them healthy little by little. I’m different I know the effects of you touch me I see our future of love nothing else.” Standing up reaching for his horse. Using my powers to drain the energy from his horse. “You aren’t leaving. You can’t.”

Seeing that his horse moved not an inch from tiredness. “Give him back is energy.”

“Let me touch your hand and I shall give you what you want.” He faced me holding out his hand.

“You are a little stubborn prick.”

“You are extremely fascinating. What’s your story?” Grabbing his hand interlocking our fingers he jumped. “What are you feeling?”

“I never felt this before, I don’t know, I don’t know this feeling, all I know is hatred and sadness.” He spoke his eyes meeting mine causing my stomach to tingle.

“Share the feeling with me. Try to make me feel it. Focus.” A few seconds later I felt unconditional love, happiness, peace. I make him feel loved just by touching him. He’s never felt this and I can give him this. Taking a step towards him seeing the tears build in his eyes. Standing on my toes pressing my lips to his. The feeling was strong, it was unexplainable but good. His arms wrapped gripped my waist pulling me closer.

Sliding my hands behind his cloak up his shirt feeling the marks. Stepping back smiling. “I-Ive returned your horses energy be safe on your trip.” Turning around rushing into the house closing the door. The whole time away from him ached my heart.

The tent opened and father Carden, some trinity, and Lancelot walked in. “Bring in the whore boy.” Lancelot rested his hands on his sword. Shaking my head looking at him.

“Father that is highly unnecessary.” Lancelot tries to reason but ends up getting slapped.

“You disobey me with the child and now her?! Trinity whip him, after he will pray to God in his tent bring the whore b-” he grunted in pain before leaning up against Lancelot. “I have no desire for her today, I need rest, escort me back to my tent, then the monk will receive his beating.” He said leaving the tent.

“Do you know what the whore boy will do to you?” Nodding once to Gawain voice. Looking up as a boy came into the tent.

“Squirrel?” His eyes lit up when he saw me.

“Y/n! Not you too.” He ran up to me freeing my hands. Falling to the ground rubbing my wrist running to Gawain untying him laying him on the ground.

“I’m alright, Squirrel get me the ointment from over there. Listen to me Gawain. You are going to live. I am going to stop this bleeding and you are going to be fine.” Handing me the ointment covering his wounds.

“I thought of you everyday, I’m sorry I let my foolishness get the best of me and never confess. I hoped that we were linked, I prayed to the Gods that we were.”

“Shhhh don’t speak. Rest, heal Gawain.” He grabbed my hands bringing them to his lips.

“My love for you has never faded.” He closed his eyes resting.

“We have to get out of here! Y/n we wait till nightfall then ride off in a horse.” Feeling the pain in my stomach.

“Squirrel it hurts, it hurts. Help me unwrap myself.” Pulling up my shirt revealing the wraps around my stomach pulling them off giving my belly bump a chance to breathe. Squirrel looked horrified.

“You’re very much with child. W-we have to wrap it again! We have to!” He began sitting it on my stomach.

“I can not. The pain will cause I to miscarry if I have it on any longer. I will control the people that walked into this tent. I will drain them of their energy for as long as I can but when I grow weak we must escape.” Squirrel sat in front of me covering my stomach as the trinity came watching me. I was already weak and could barely keep my eyes open by sundown.

“Y/n, you cannot fall asleep not yet. Tell me of the time we met.” Remembering that memory like it was yesterday.

Sleeping peacefully. Very peaceful until I heard my home door open and some child yelling. “You bring me to your stupid house because you’re stupid.” Taking off the sheet walking into the living room.

“You call my home stupid?” He looked up at me shocked.

“Who are you? You’re evil just like him?”

“No, I’m the good side to him. You’re covered in filth, let's get you cleaned up and fed,” Looking at the ropes that covered his hands. “Release him.” Lancelot ignored my wishes. “Fine, you’ll sleep with the horse for all I care.” Turning around hearing the ropes fall to the ground. The young boy ran to my side clinging onto my shirt.

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“He’s mean.”

“He’s stubborn yet very tolerable.” Nodding as Squirrel laid on the cot.

“I don’t hate you y/n. It’s him I hate.” He closed his eyes and I slowly drained his energy. Facing Lancelot who stood very close to me. Staring down at me.

“He is a work. He will not be up for the rest of tonight.” Walking into the bed chambers laying down. Lancelot took off all his cloaks tying his hair up covering the paladins symbol that I hated to look at.

“I need to feel you touch me. I’ve been overwhelmed. I need you to take away my thoughts.” Laying on his chest tracing shapes.

“I’ve been thinking for a while about us Lancelot.” Sitting up with him facing him. Placing my hands on his shoulders straddling him. “I’ve known you for a year now and I-I-” Not knowing the right words so I kissed him and let my body do the talking. Sliding a hand between us, freeing him from his trousers.

“Y/n... I have never engaged in such an activity.”

“We will be each other’s first, and to me Lancelot I am beyond grateful.” Looking over me removing my shirt. Running his hand down my body gripping me.

“I must confess that I will not be able last long just by the sight of you.”

“I don't care as long as we make each other feel loved.” Kissing him roughly enjoying the rest of our night together.

“After I fell asleep, you were gone by morning.” Seeing that it was nightfall. Lancelot came in with his hand to his sword.

“We have to go.” Squirrel stood revealing my stomach. Lancelot looked scared.

“I- the pain is no more. Wrap me Squirrel quickly,” grabbing the wraps looking at Lancelot. “Turn around.” Wrapping my stomach pulling on it tightly causing a whimper to escape. Lancelot's grip on his sword tightened. Taking a few deep breaths sitting up straight waking up to him touching his shoulder.

“Why would you not tell me?” He whispered.

“Too protect you. If the paladins were ever able to find out we will be killed and I cannot watch you die.”

“You know my feelings for you. I would never let anything happen to you, t-the both of you. Squirrel too.” Kissing him one last time.

“In case something happens, I love you and this child loves your voice, your touch.” He grabbed my hand and I grabbed Squirrels looking at Gawain.

“His people are here. They’ll come for him.” Rushing us out of the tent to the stable. Stopping looking at one man surrounded by the trinity.

“I wouldn’t,” he stepped closer to us causing Lancelot to step back with us in tow. “Do they remind you of someone? This Fey orphan? This human lady?”

“You don’t need them.”

“Why? Can’t he smell out his own kind like some kind of animal. Or is that your species?”

“What is that supposed to mean!?” Speaking up angry. He will not speak about my mate like that.

“And this one, who glows, I never saw it before or connected the pieces until now. She’s your lover. Such a shame the whore boy didn’t get his chance.” Feeling his anger. He was drained and so was I. I couldn’t give any more energy.

“Squirrel take y/n find cover.” Squirrel grabbed my hand running me behind some crate. Some words that were in unaudable before they started fighting. Lancelot took down the first row without a problem. He was out of energy. Watching as they beat and tore him down.

“No! Stop!” Standing only to be pulled back down. A trinity member pulled off his hood as his eyes met mine. Seeing the fear in his eyes of the worst happening to me. “Please fight.” Whispering. Squirrel picked up a sword.

“Who’s first?” Giving the bit of strength I had to Lancelot who had the strength to fight them off and kill them. Tumbling weakly to him.

“Love, love, come on.” Trying to help him up struggling. Squirrel ran to my side, helping. Causing me to collapse.

“Come on! We have to go!” Squirrel helped him to his horse and looked back at me who grabbed Lancelot swords struggling to walk. “Come on!” He rushed me to another horse. Helping me on. “It’s okay we’re going to be okay.” He got on the horse with Lancelot riding off with me following before my world went dark.

Waking up looking around. Lancelot slept next to me, hand resting on my stomach that was no longer wrapped. Placing my hands on him feeling that his energy was up. Looking over at Squirrel sleeping peacefully. Standing walking out of the cave sensing different energy passing the cave. Rushing back inside shaking awake Squirrel. Pressing my finger to my lips. “Go behind the waterfall there’s a tunnel, wait there.” Rushing to Lancelot's side, waking him up, hooking his cloak together.

“You’re awake?” Smiling creasing my cheek. He touched my stomach feeling the life inside of me.

“Lancelot, I need you to go to Squirrel. There’s a tunnel behind the waterfall. The trinity is here you need to go. I’ll handle this.” Confusion covered his features.

“I’m not leaving you, what do you have to do?” He grabbed my hand helping me stand.

“I have to tell the horses where to meet us. I’ll be right behind you. Please Lancelot, our child has the power to heal me. Go.” Lying through my teeth. He kissed my forehead.

“I told you I’m not leaving you. Let’s go.” Running out the cave to the horses pressing my head to their giving them the direction. They ran off. The energy was different. Everything was off. Pausing trying to feel the energy, the force. Finally feeling it. Tackling Lancelot before the arrow hit him. He breathed heavily wrapping his arms around me. “You’re okay love.” Standing shooting my hand out causing trees to fly in all directions as we ran to the cave. Once making it, turning, raising my hands, drawing the trees to cover the entrance. Facing Lancelot smiling before falling to the ground. “Wha-” His eyes travelled to the arrow in my side. “No!” Pulling the arrow out my side tearing up. “You’re going to be okay, you hear me.” Picking me up carrying me to wear, Squirrel sat patiently.

“Lance-”

“No you’re going to be fine! Why would you take an arrow for me?!”

“Because I love you, Lancelot I-I,”

“You’re going to be fine love.”

“I am, I’m going to be just fine Lancelot, but-” lifting my cloak revealing the blood running down my thigh.

“No.” His eyes changed colors causing his ground to shake and rocks to fall. Touching his face rubbing it gently.

“My love, I’m going to be just fine. I’m okay. That’s all that matters. We can have more children Lancelot. We have Squirrel to care for now. We’re on the run, everyone will be hunting us, it wasn’t a good time for a whiny child anyway.

-

Fixing myself in a nearby river sobbing in pain screaming only for Squirrel to put a piece of leather in my mouth. “Go tend to the horses Squirrel leave us.” Taking off his cloak and weapons. Getting in the water standing behind me swaying with the water. “I’ve got you. I’ve got you love.” Crying harder feeling the pain of the baby coming. Grabbing his hand interlocking our fingers, sharing the pain that I’m experiencing. “You have to push.” Spitting the leather out.

“I can't, it hurts.” Whimpering in pain resting my head on the edge of the ground.

“You’re strong, you can do this.” Nodding my head, putting the leather in my mouth biting down on it hard. Pushing for a half an hour finally feeling the relief. My legs gave out but he held me up. Pulling the child out the water looking over her. “Oh she’s beautiful.” Crying handing her to him. “Take her, please.” He got out of the water walking into the woods. Getting out of the water drying off and getting dressed. Looking out into the water seeing his reflection behind me.

“Y/n…” standing not letting him see the weak part of me.

"Fuck" I cursed looking at the car crash in front of me. This big ass red truck had to run into the side of my little black car and somehow I had made it out, or so I thought. I stumbled over to the wreck and inspected the vehicle, surprisingly I felt fine. But my car was completely ruined, the paint work scratched across the side of the truck. The bumper completely hanging off and the front window smashed. I heard the screech of sirens ring through my ear as I turned around. 'Oh good' I thought walking over to the ambulance, which has rummaged against the side of the road. They went round the back of the ambulance and started putting equipment together.

“Thank god you’re here, this asshole drove into the front of my car” I slightly shouted, waving my hands up and facing them. They were talking to each other really fast, telling each other to grab different equipment and loading up the big green bag. “Hello” I said sarcastically, waving my hand in front of there faces. They kept ignoring me and ran over to my car with the stretcher, the wheels making a horrible squeaking sound. I sighed dramatically following them over to my car. They seemed to drag out a body from my car, removing it tactically. I furrowed my eyebrows in confusion, I don’t remember anyone else in my car? I went over to the stretcher and looked on it. Holy shit. “That’s me” I whispered, my body was lying on the stretcher. My skin was a shade lighter and I had a massive red bloody blotch on the side of my face and on my knee. My fucking eyeliner was on fleek though along with my contour. My lips could do with a re-applying of lipstick. But what was I doing there but I can see over my body. Maybe it’s one of those things where I’m asleep and watching it from a different perspective. “She’s dead” the woman said, he two hands retracting from my neck. Dead? But I’m stood right here. I walked backwards away from the stretcher and everything started moving in slow motion with the sides of the picture fading away. Which was really fucking scary. I shut my eye’s and rubbed them with my hands. When I opened them it was all white, every single thing was white. It was like a page there were no corners it was just a never ending white sheet. I walked forward but my legs feeling numb, like a major pins and needles shooting through my legs. I felt my eyes go fuzzy and I completely black out for a second. Now the white sheet was being painted, a dark room and what looked like lava flowing in a small river next to me. I moved to the side, the rock crumbling and a throne at the end of the room. What was going on? I made my way towards the throne, where a man was sitting with black hair pulled into a man bun. He had a smirk on his face as he moved his legs from dangling over the chair to the front of the throne, standing up. I placed my hands on my hips as he smiled down at me. Now I noticed he had small little dark brown horns placed on his forehead. He circled me, like a wolf pack circles its prey. “You know most people get a chance to impress the grim reaper but not you. You were sent straight to me you sexy little thing” He snickered, lightly slapping my ass, under my skirt. I growled in disgust and backed away from him as he laughed again, his cheeks flushing red. “And who the fuck are you?” I asked, looking down his body. He was hot, but looked like a right asshole with his tattoo’s, piercing’s and fucked hair. “I’m one of the devils demons, his most trusted dark angel’s” he proudly stated, a smiled tugging at his lips. “Wait so I was sent straight down here instead of getting a chance to go to heaven?” I whined. How come other people got to prove themselves and I didn’t? So they’re up there all high and mighty with their angel wings and i’m down here in the devil's lava cave. “Look’s like you’ve been a bad girl princess” He laughed pulling me forward by the back of my neck and looking deeply into my eye’s like he was searching for something. I stood there as I watched pictures flash across his eye’s, probably my background. “Ah so that’s why you’re a bad girl” he smirked, his eyes flashing different colors and going back to normal. I furrowed my eyebrows as he leaned forward and hovered his lips over mine. “So if you impress me maybe I’ll contact the grim reaper and tell him to give you a chance” He whispered. His eyes now sparkled a devious green color and his lips were a blood red. I knew exactly what he wanted and I knew I was good at it, well no one has said otherwise. I backed away from him and walked backwards towards the throne, he followed curiously. I stopped right in front of the chair as he had made his way in front of me. I pulled on the bottom of his black shirt and he brought it over his head. His chest was pale brown color, almost as if he was meant to be as pure as an angel and not the devil's warrior. He ran his fingers through my hair pulling me up, I kissed up his chest and over his rugged stubble and stopped when I got to his lips. That’s when I saw a pair of black wings flutter from behind him. “What the-” I started stroking my hand over the soft black feathers. He raised an eyebrow before pushing his lips to mine. His hands came to my cheek, rubbing his thumb in circles as his tongue swiped against my lips. I parted my lips, letting him invade my mouth and he tilted my head up to move his tongue inside me. He tasted of warm coffee, the strong taste luring over where he was licking. I squeezed the base of the wing in my hand and he let out a growl. I could feel his bulge against my thigh as I dug my nails into his wings. “Take you pants off and sit on your throne” I mumbled against his lips giving him one more peck. He undone his jeans and shuffled them off moving over to his throne. He parted his legs and licked over his lips as I got onto my knees. The rough stony floor, scrape a bit against my knees and I moved them round to get into a more comfortable position. Whilst I did that he removed his boxers and flung them over the top of the throne. “Well shit, demons are well hung” I purred reaching out for his balls. “Yeah and you can call me Dez” He informed, throwing his head back onto the throne. I nodded my head and leaned forward. I stroked the base, bringing it towards my mouth and spat delicately onto the tip of his dick. I moved my hand from the tip, down making sure to lather up all of his dick in wetness. “Take your shirt off” he roared, kicking the side of my leg. I gave him a dirty look, taking my hand off his dick and peeling it off my torso. He let a raspy groan fall from his lips as he saw my breasts in there confinements. I wiggled my chest forward, feeling my breasts bounce from side to side. I got back to stroking his dick, it felt warmer in my hand as I pumped it. I clenched down on it every time I fisted it down. He thrusted his hips into my hand and he ran his thumb over my pouty lips. “You going to take my dick in your mouth?” he asked, which he already knew the answer to since he had a shit-eating grin plastered on his face. “Maybe” I smiled delivering a harsh tug at his dick. He hissed as his fingers interlaced into my hair. I licked over his tip, there was a small dribble leaking out and I licked over it the sticky salty taste, it burning the inside of my cheeks. I sucked onto his tip, shutting my eyes and moaning around him. The shape of his tip fit perfectly against my lips. I took my mouth off him stroking his dick and kissing down his length. The vein was a light blue color and I pressed my thumb against it and rub lines. His eye’s fluttered as I pressed down on the vein, his knees buckling besides me. “You’re so big” I whined, licking my way back up his dick. Dez bit down on his lips and I let out a small giggle. I wrapped my lips around his tip again but this time taking him down whole. I wasn’t able to fit him all the way in and bobbed down the length I could, not forcing myself since he’s the biggest I’ve ever given a blow job to. Dez let out several whimpers as I started bobbing my head. I fisted the base of his dick, slowly jerking it off as my mouth sucked onto the rest of his length. I placed my other hand on his thigh, squeezing the flesh, feeling the small hair’s tickle against my hand. “Your mouth is fucking heavenly” He moaned. “Yeah because you know what that’s like” I laughed around him taking his length to the back of my throat. I moaned around him, making sure to stick out my tongue to run along his length. He pulled on my hair bringing me up off his dick. I stood up confused, wiping my mouth from the saliva and brushing my hand on my skirt getting rid of the wetness. “Don’t you want to cum?” I ask, brushing off my knees and giving him a innocent smile. “I want your pussy. I want to cum inside your pussy” He growled tucking his hand under my skirt and lacing his finger under the string of my panties. I felt my thighs quake and rub together as he pulled down my panties in a rush. I gasped as he pulled me onto him by my ass. I put my legs either side of him and felt his wet dick tap at my entrance. I was left in my pastel red skirt and my lacy black bra. He rested his hands on the armrests of the throne and scanned his eye’s down my body. “You sure do look innocent” He smiled “But you’re far from that aren’t you” I leaned back un-doing my bra and sitting down onto him fully. Now his whole dick was pressed against my slit. I grinned onto his dick as I threw my bra onto the floor. I pressed my lips to his jaw sucking onto the flesh but feeling his stubble rub against me. His hands tucked under my ass bringing it up and he pushed his tip against my clit and ran it over my slit. I sunk down onto him and let out a whimper, since he was big and stretched out my entrance. “So fucking tight” He seethed, pushing my ass fully onto him. I whimpered feeling him fill me up and his dick rubbing against my walls. I grinned my hips against him, his balls against my ass. He moved my skirt up my thighs so it was bundled at my waist. I pushed my nose against his shutting my eyes and moaning. I rolled my hips onto him, his dick barely moving outside my pussy but sliding inside me. Dez pushed his lips to mine as I wrapped my arms around his neck. He squeezed both of my ass cheeks as I lightly bounced onto him. He nibbled on my lip as I took control and licked over his tongue, sucking down onto it. I stroked over his black wing feeling his dick pulse rapidly inside at the gesture. I went wide eyed as he tore my arm off him. His breathing had picked up.. “Come on baby ride me” He ordered slapping my ass. I moved my legs back and he placed his hands back onto the arm rests. I started to properly bounce onto his dick, it thrusting in and out of me. My walls hugged his dick as he watched me, his tongue licking over his moisturized lips. I ran my hands either side of his face, lacing my fingers in the hair just above his ear as I rocked my hips onto his. Dez looked like he was getting irritated with my pace and stood up, my legs wrapped around him. “Let go” He said, I let my legs drop down. His dick slid out of me as he spun me around so I was resting against the throne. Dez made a humming noise as his finger stroked over my pussy. He pressed his tip up against me and pushed into me. He placed his hands on my hips and rammed his dick into me. I folded my arms on the throne and rested my head on them. It felt so fucking god his long length brushing against every angle of my pussy. His thighs knocked against mine causing me to arch down further into the throne. “So pretty” He whined, lifting up my skirt and stroking over my bare ass. I moved my hips into his dick as he let out grunts of ‘yeahs’ and curse words. I bit down onto my arm, muffling my moans. Dez didn’t like that and pulled me up against him by my hair. I reached my hand around to his wing and squeezed down onto it. That changed something in him and he pushed me down and thrusted his dick deeply into me at a speed unknown. “Fuck” I squeaked feeling my oragasm build up. Dez stroked two fingers down my back and I felt my pussy instantly flutter and my high overcome me. I fell onto the throne as Dez’s streams of cum came inside me. He pulled out rather quickly and I soon found myself kneeling against his throne, my pussy dripping out cum. I flattened my skirt down and grabbed my bra putting it on. Dez walked past me and sat on his throne naked. “Well you certainly impressed me, guess I better call Grim” He smirked, taking out his phone. “Or-” I started climbing onto his lap “We can go for round two” I whispered against his lips, he put down his phone and kissed my lips smiling. Should I stay?

“No Michael, I’m going to this party whether you like it or not.” I said annoyed as I applied some mascara on my eyelashes. “I don’t want you to go to a fucking party your ex boyfriend is hosting!” Michael yelled. “Okay first of all, stop fucking yell at me! Second, he has a new girlfriend and it’s his sisters birthday party ad she is a good friend of mine so I’ll go to this party, now stop being a fucking prick.” I packed the mascara in my bag and turned around to face Michael. “You’re not going.” he said and blocked my way out of the room.

“Are you fucking serious?” I asked and crossed my arms over my chest. Michael raised an eyebrow and looked at me challengingly. “Fuck off.” I rolled my eyes and squeezed past him, quickly running outside and to my car.

I love Michael but sometimes his jealousy could get really annoying. One time we were out, having dinner and the waiter flirted with me, in the end the waiter ended up with a bloody nose.

This time I could actually understand him, the birthday party was hosted by my ex boyfriend, but Jade, his sister, is one of my closest friends so I had to go. I felt really bad for how I left but otherwise he never would have let me go. I tried to push my bad conscience aside and tried to think about Jade and her birthday party.

Ten minutes later I arrived at the house, it was already pretty crowded. I got out of the car and was immediately greeted by some people. The music was blasting through the house, people were dancing, drinking and making out in the corners. I was walking through the house looking for Jade when someone called out my name. I turned around to see my ex boyfriend, Josh, standing next to me. “Oh hey.” I smiled I hugged him.

We broke up as friends and we still talked sometimes. “Hey, how are you doing? Where’s Michael?” he asked and broke the hug. “I’m good and he obviously stayed home.” I declared. “Right, he doesn’t like me.” Josh laughed and put his hands in his pockets. “Anyways,” I shrugged, “Where’s Jade? I want to wish her a happy birthday.”

“She should be in the kitchen.” Josh explained and sweetly smiled. “Alright. Catch you later.” I said and made my way through the crowd. “Jade!” I yelled and ran towards her as soon as I spotted her in the crowded kitchen. “Happy Birthday sweetie!” I sang and embraced her in a hug. “(Y/N)! It’s so good to see you. I’m glad you made it!” she said and gave me a little peck on the cheek. “Me too! I’ve missed you!”

“I missed you too! Here have a drink!” she smiled and put a red cup in my hands. “Thanks. To the birthday girl.” I shouted and downed the liquid.

One hour and several drinks later I was on the dance floor, dancing with Josh. He had his hands on my waist while I grinded my ass up against his crotch, moving to the beat. I was drunk out of my mind, my head dizzy and I wasn’t fully realizing what I was doing.

“What the actual fuck.” I heard a familiar voice shout. I looked up and saw Michael standing in front of me. “You fucker take your hands off of my girl.” he hissed. “Dude, calm down.” Josh slurred, still holding my waist. Michael clenched his jaw and walked towards Josh. He pushed me aside and with one quick strike Josh was on the floor holding his jaw. “Michael, what the fuck?!”

“You’re coming with me.” he grabbed my arm and tugged me with him to his car. “That was really unnecessary.” I mumbled. “Are you fucking kidding me? You were basically ass fucking your ex boyfriends crotch.” I scoffed and crossed my arms over my chest. “I wasn’t doing anything. You’re overreacting."

Michael’s head shot to me and he looked at me angrily but didn’t say anything else. The rest of the car ride was quiet, I looked out of the window. thinking about everything that happened this night. Michael anger was understandable, I never should have danced with Josh like that.

Five minutes later we arrived at home, as soon as Michael slammed the door shut behind him, he pressed me against it.

"Do you think it’s fucking funny, flirting with another guy like that?” he snarled at me. “No.” I replied. “No, what?” he asked and pressed me harder against the door. “N-no master.” I whispered. A quick smirk appeared on his face before he turned serious again. “You’re getting punished for that.” he said and started sucking harshly on my neck, making sure to leave a lot of marks behind. “You’re mine. You got that?”

I bit my lip and nodded, putting my hands around his neck. “That was no answer.” he said and bit down on my neck, making me yelp. “I- I belong to you master.” I whined. I could feel Michael’s smile against my neck. He licked and kissed over the spot he just bit, soothing the pain a little.

He continued kissing and sucking on my neck. I tried to keep myself from moaning but I miserably failed. I dug my nails into Michael’s neck and quietly moaned “I’m yours master.” into his ear. He grabbed my ass, making me jump. I slung my legs around his torso and he walked us to our upstairs bedroom, throwing me onto the bed.

“You’ve got yourself into a whole lot of punishment.” he said in a stern voice. “But master, what are you gonna do to me?” I whispered, biting my lip. Michael just smirked and unzipped his jeans. "Suck.” he demanded and pointed at his prominent bulge.

“Yes master.” I licked over my lips and keeled down in front of him. Slowly I pulled his jeans and underwear down. I innocently looked at him before I palmed his erection, pumping it slowly. I took the tip into my mouth and started sucking slightly, making Michael moan. “Stop fucking around.” he groaned and grabbed a fistful of my hair, pushing himself harshly into my mouth.

I sucked hard down the shaft and stroked everything I couldn’t fit into my mouth. “Fuck baby, you look so fucking hot with your mouth wrapped around my cock.” he groaned, thrusting into my mouth. I hallowed my cheeks and gently let my teeth run along his shaft. “Ugh, fuck” He grunted, grabbing my hair tighter.

He closed his eyes, clenched his jaw and let his head fall back. His hands playing with my hair, every time I take him farther into my mouth, his breathing getting a little bit shallower.

He pushed me all the way down against his cock and finally I fit all in my mouth, making me gag. "Jesus (Y/N)“ he groaned. I sucked hard, bobbed my head faster and used my hand to massage his balls.

His deep breathing and quiet moans could barley be heard. I looked up at him though my eyelashes, pure pleasure was on his face. His eyes closed and mouth hanging open. Just the look on Michael’s face alone was almost enough to throw me over the edge.

"Shit.” he cursed and pulled himself out of my mouth. I looked at him startled, “Did you think that was all? I’m gonna fuck you so good now.” he harshly said and lifted me up to my feet just to throw me on the bed again.

He took his shirt off and hovered over me, pressing his rock hard cock against my heated crotch. “Please master.” I whined and bucked my hips to create more contact between us. “Please what?"

"Fuck me.” I said and innocently looked at him. He licked over his lips and unzipped my dress before ripping it of off me. Without any warning he slammed into me, thrusting deep and hard. My mouth formed and ‘o’ and I squeezed my eyes shut. “Fuck” he cursed when I dug my nails hard into his muscular arms.

I rolled my eyes back into my head as he stared thrusting into me harder. “Oh fuck Michael.” I moaned, arching my back. He shot his head up and dug his nails into my waist. “What was that?” he asked furrowing his eyebrows together. “Fuck, m-master” I said, breathing heavily. "You bad girl, you forgot. You’re going to get punished for that.“ he hissed and pulled out of me. I whined at the loss of contact and looked at Michael desperately. He flipped me around, holding my ass in the air. He entered me from behind his pace quicker as before.

I felt a sudden sting on my ass. He spanked me again, and again. I screamed into the pillow, strangely the pain was really pleasuring. His thrusts became harder and deeper. The room was filled with low moans and skin slapping against skin. "You like that baby?” he asked, rubbing over the sore spot on my ass. “Y-yes master. I fucking love it.” I moaned an grabbed a fistful of the sheets, tugging it as I felt another spank.

He held me steady as he quickly moved in and out of me. I felt the familiar knot in my stomach, “I- Im so close.” I stuttered. “Not just yet baby.” he said through gritted teeth and all of a sudden Michael pulled out of me, flipping me around again.

It was a long boring and tiring day of school. On the bright side, you had a club this afternoon and you go to spend time with your boyfriend Drew. Total bad boy, 6ft, big chocolate eyes, his hair is dark almost pure black, it sits on top of his head, spiking up at the front of revealing his forehead and then reaching the top of his neck in short hairs. His skin is a deep rich chocolate but not dark enough to make the pinkness of his lips become too bold. Me (Ivy) on the other hand was a nice white complexion with long black hair that reached my round ass, 5’5 ft, and glasses, and I’m Salvadorian.

 School was out and I walked to robotics seeing Drew and ten other members but you guys had a competition and had to sleepover at the lab and you happily agreed. But now you started to wonder if it was even a good idea. 1. because of Drew kinky self and 2. The lack of personal space you get from him. 3. Darcie  is one horny guy, the guy is really freaky. The good thing was Alex your best friend would hang out with you and the crew without Darcie and bringing up any sex related topics while adults are here. The front of lab door loomed over you as I knocked on the door. It swung right open. The Teacher Mr. Tobias he's a pretty mellow guy and that's what you like about him. Plus he sleeps like a bear and isn’t easily awoken. A plane could be crashing and he’d still be asleep.  Mr. Tobias was in the back grabbing tools and Dracie there grinning like a madman. You smiled hoping he wouldn't try anything. I mean you guys were good friends but sometimes he crossed the line.

"Hey, Ivy Alex is upstairs getting some tools for the competition tomorrow." He said cooly. You stepped in looking around the familiar atmosphere. The door shut. "so whats up, You spending the night." excitement filled his voice. You backed into Drew making him put his arm around you hoping he’d get the hint. "Yeah, I’m going to check on Alex to make sure she’s ok?"You replied. "Awesome we’re gonna watch a movie soon so hurry up and get upstairs before it starts!" He playfully commanded. " No probs Drace." and you headed upstairs. A hard hand slapped your ass. And it hurt like hell.You spun around as blood rushed to your cheeks. "OWCH! That hurt not cool." You whined while Drew smirked looking at you up and down. I know his hand hurts. "I just felt like doing it." he spun around heading for the kitchen. Damn you, Drew. You walked into the room Alex was in greeted with a warm welcome but she wasn’t alone her “guy” friend was there helping put stuff in crates. "Hey Ivy."  Alex has black and red hair which came about shoulder length, brown eyes, and she was a few inches shorter than me. "Hey." You said still blushing from the incident from a second ago still rubbing your butt because the pain still lingered. "You look flushed or tired what happened….Wait Are you blushing!?! OMG what happened I need all details asap" She looked Hyper for a minute which I love but at times she couldn't stop talking. "Drew, he slapped my ass hard keep him away from me tonight." You pleaded. She laughed falling on the ground clutching her stomach. “But he’s your boyfriend you should want him to sleep with you.” She winked and it took me a minute to catch on and when I did I threw my bag at her.

"Ok ok ok, so the movie is gonna come on soon so get dressed and put your bag by the door." She grinned then left the room with her friend following and shut the door behind her. You put on black sleeping shorts and a tank top. You left the room hearing arguing in the room next to yours. You passed Alex and Dracie arguing about leaving her alone for the rest of the night. That got pretty rough next thing you know They were sending plastic cups and plastic forks hurling at each other. There was a note on the glass table.

Walking into the movie room you spot Drew sitting on the couch with eyes closed in front of the tv. Feeling excited and in the mood, you run and jump onto him. All breath got knocked out of him and his face flushed. You were now hugging him while sitting in his lap and it took him a moment to realize who just about pummeled him. "Ivy" His husky voice whispered in your ear hugging you back. You shifted on his lap gently. Hearing him say your name sent shivers down your spine causing you to squirm in little discomfort. "Drew my man what's happening." You said trying to sound hip leaning up from the hug making yourself comfortable in his lap. Slightly causing him to flinch but Alex interruption made it go unnoticed. She stormed in angry with a fork stuck in her hair and her eyes slightly changed a different color. "Ivy Hand me the hammer. NOW."She screamed. You could hear Dracie run up the stairs in fear. You didn’t want to get on her bad side right now. You saw the hammer on the cushion next to Drew. You Reached over putting your hand against Drew hard chest to grab it without falling and scooted over finally having it in your grasp. You picked up the Hammer and tossed it to Alex pouncing a bit on your human seat. She stormed away calling Dracie many unappetizing names. You squirm again getting back to your original spot. Drew grabbed your arms holding you still. Looking into his sea foam brown eyes you find a hint of lust making you blush. " I suggest you stop moving and get off of me, I don't want to hurt you." He growled. The one little devils inside of him was causing him to get more and more aroused by your movements. That thing was telling Drew to fuck you into oblivion and how sweet it would be to hear you moan his name. To see you panting and sweating from him pounding you until you see stars. Drew was going to take you right then and there. It was too late for you to move now, you felt a massive bulge poking your butt and his grip was getting tighter and tighter and your arms. You decided it would be fun to tease him and grinned against his hips making him shut his eyes and let out a deep moan. His hand grabbed your neck forcing you to look up at him. Bitter rage and longing filled his eyes. "I told you to stop." He muttered growling into your ear which made your panties wet. Making you shiver again you pushed deeper into his lap sighing in pleasure. You look lovingly into his eyes and say," But I don't want to." That thought of only teasing him ceased as his lips captured yours. How long you wanted this kiss was unknown all you knew was it was too long. You loved Drew for years and god knows he loved you too regardless if these actions weren't his, in his heart, he was participating and he wanted to do this just as bad as you. Your kisses long and slow made you bleed hunger for his sensuality. His tongue slithered across your bottom lip and you slowly let him in. His tongue met yours and fought for dominance. Sounds of Dracie getting his ass kicked made you pull away for a breath to laugh with. That lustful kiss left a spit trail Between his and your lips and leaving you panting with low-lided eyes. They shut in pleasure as Drew's hips made sweet friction on your own. Making you wet and incomplete. He left open mouth kisses trailing down your jawline to your neck as your head was thrown back in ecstasy.His hands clawed at your thighs and tank top and yours trailed through his dark hair. Loud moaning sighs and gasps for air filled the movie room. He reached your soft spot on your neck and sucked hard making your body go rigid.You could feel him grin into your collar. "D-Drew" You gasped. hearing that just about made him go insane. Throwing you to your back on the vacant couch beside him. He crawled over your out of breath figure lifting your right leg thrusting his clothed erect shaft against your womanhood. "Drew!" you moaned too loud.His lips crashed into yours bruising them slightly but you kissed back with just as much force making him moan a hella lot louder. The grinding slowed into smooth loving strokes.He pulled away looking into your emotion filled eyes still slowly moving, studying your every action.  Small whines escaped your swollen lips almost begging for him to go again. And damn did that turn him on. "What the hell is that." Confused and angry Alex yelled. " I-I don't know" Dracie sounded seriously hurt. Two pairs of feet speed down the stairs. Your eyes widened but Drew somehow was chill. He swiftly got off of you and pulled you up back into a sitting position. You fixed your hair quickly but he grabbed your wrist. "Just act natural." He whispered softly. You looked up to see slightly tinted pink painted across his face. His hand stroked your flushed cheeks then instantly reached for the remote the moment Alex came running in painting. Your heart just about jumped out of your chest. "What happened!" She yelled. Drew was silent, you shook your head in embarrassment and Dracie swept into the room studying us. "I bet you they were about to Fuck."He stated," and we ruined it." Dracie glared at Alex. The movie flicked on and Drew set down the remote. "We were simply looking for the channel your movie was on and I found it." Replied Drew in a monotone voice, gesturing to the television. "Then what was all that noise?" Dracie smirked. Silence. Alex stood there questioning herself about the situation. " I knew it!" Dracie yelled. "You know nothing ask Ivy she knows." clearly not into the conversation Drew watched the starting movie. "Welllll Ivy......" Alex smiled a mischievous smile. Think quick. You panicked a bit. "Drew was taking to long to find the station and I was irritated so I guess I started to get on his nerves. " You played it off well and they believed you. Dracie squinted his eyes at us and limped to a beanbag pillow that rested in front of the couch. Alex got em good. She sat on the other end of the couch waiting for her best friend to bring her food. "I see Dracie felt your wrath." You laughed and high fived her. You got up to turn off the lights sitting back down in your spot. The movie was scary and long You cuddled into Alex in fear from time to time until she fell asleep and was no longer to your aid. Another jump scare got you. You looked over to bored Drew staring at you. "Really." He whispered trying not to disturb sleeping Alex and intrigued Dracie. "It's scary!" You whisper yelled back. He gestured for you to come sit closer to him and you did. Dracie heard you move and looked up at you sitting right next to Drew and began to wiggle his eyebrows. He gets up and sits in the middle of you and Alex Glancing at you and the Bad boy every 5 seconds. He doubted my explanation earlier I could feel it. You didn't Know it but Drew was listening to that damned evil little person inside tell him the most vulgar things. He still yearned to touch you again and to hear you say his name. That monster was egging him on every second you jumped deeper into his arms. The next time she jumps it said Finnish this. And you jumped. That movie still had at least 1 hour to go. And you didn't think you could take it anymore. A hand slid down to your thigh pulling your leg up slowly onto the couch. and did the same with the other. You looked up at Drew and he looked down at you. You crawled back into his lap slowly so that Dracie, who was battling sleep wouldn't notice. His fingers made invisible webs across your thighs giving you goose bumps. You still wanted it and he still wanted it. You slowly leaned down gazing into his eyes and seized his lips into your own. Your blood rushed filled with adrenaline. His hands slid up your shirt leaving his heat along wherever he touched you. Your hands slowly undid the vest that separated his figure from yours. He slid it off and put his sand gourd back on making Dracie shift in his sleep. He had his head leaning back and drool spilling from his mouth. "I think we should go." He breathed. You nodded your head in agreement. You both headed upstairs. Heading into His working lab. You stepped in and he shut the door behind you. You were looking around the dark room that smelt of cinnamon and candy.  The room had a chair in it  was square there were keyboards I think on one side of it then it was clear on side Stuff on the floor and some things he’d been working on. The tables were filled with papers which he quickly moved. Suddenly you were pushed forward onto his table Quickly you turn around lying on your back looking at him. You blushed furiously, Drew walked forward and pulled your shorts right off. cool air hit you and you shivered and closed your legs quickly embarrassed. But He forced them right back open and crept up between them finally reaching your face he stopped and stared into your Black eyes. You wanted his body against yours holding you loving you. The gaze lasted sometimes like we were exchanging words as we looked into each other's eyes. He slowly leaned down looking at your lips. Drew devoured them like a child eating candy.The kisses were long and sloppy. His tongue explored every inch of your mouth yours twirled with his. Soon he was tired of that game and bit down on your tongue with his teeth lightly tugging it then he let go capturing his lips with yours again. Your legs wrapped around his hips forcing him to touch you. His hands pulled your tank top off sliding it down to your stomach exposing your chest. You quickly cover yourself but he grabs your hands and pulls them away. "It's okay." He sighed,"don't be afraid to show me." Your heart started beating faster. Drew took off his top throwing it aside showing his toned and built upper body. God, he was sexy. His hands Grabbed your waist trailing up to your breast cupping and squeezing them. Butterfly kisses fluttered down your neck. Wet ones circled around your chest. One of His hands traveled down to your most sacred spot and you gasped. You dragged your fingers through his hair as he looked up.  "Let me taste YOU.." he whispers. You can feel his hot breath against your lower lips which makes your shudder. You close your legs shyly but Drew grips your knees and opens them. He takes a moment to stare at you and all your glory which makes you blush. He gets closer between your legs, his soft Dark hair tickles your thighs. With his thumbs, he spreads your lips apart and laps away all your love juices. He leans up quickly and over your body one more time before. He eagerly leans back down and strokes your quivering thighs. He licks at your silky hole making groan. He slides a finger easily inside of you and sucks on your clit.

You grab handfuls of his paperwork moaning loudly. He carefully bites the sensitive button of your clit and you shriek. He slides another finger inside you and arches them to find your G-spot.  He does and you know you're close. Your hips buck and by now you're screaming. Feeling Drew fingers on your G-Spot and his tongue on your clit. He stops just before you explode, making you a bit frustrated.

“Why’d you stop!?!” Ivy semi yelled. She was panting from the pleasure. He smirked. “Not yet” He helped you off the table and you nearly fell. You’re legs felt like jelly you couldn’t feeling anything but remembering the feeling of his fingers. "You know I love you, Ivy."He whispered.

You hugged him letting your head rest on his hard chest.

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Michael was never the one to be rough in bed. It was always slow and so passionate and full of love. I’m not complaining because it’s an amazing experience and I wouldn’t trade it for the world. But sometimes, I just want to be rough. I want to talk dirty to him or role play or something different than what we’re doing. I want to spice it up, but I wouldn’t ever tell him that. I’m afraid he would take it the wrong way.

My best friend, Amy, and I are on my couch waiting for Michael to come home from the studio. We haven’t talked in a while and we figured it was time to catch up.

“So how are things going with you and Michael?” She wagged her eyebrows up and down.

I laughed, “We’re good.”

“Just good? Come on I want details.”

“Well,” I sat up on the couch more, “I’ve been thinking about our sex life a lot.” I started.

“Go on.” She encouraged.

“And we don’t do much. We just do the basics, nothing extravagant. I don’t know I just want to-”

“Go HAAM.”

I laughed and nodded, “Basically. But I don’t know if he wants to.”

“So, basically, Michael is too vanilla in bed?” She concludes.

I nod in agreement, “Yeah, pretty much.”

“That sucks, Y/N.”

I take a sip of my wine just as I heard the front door close. I look up and see Michael smiling at me from the archway into the living room, “Hey, love. Hey, Amy.”

“Hi, Mikey.” I smile at him.

Amy gulped down the rest of her wine and stood up, “It’s getting late, I should get going.”

We say our goodbyes and I shut the front door behind her as she left. Once I turn around to formally greet Michael, he slams me against the wall. I’m taken back a bit and I swallow hard, trying to focus on what’s happening.

“I’m too vanilla?” He asked, his voice dropping a few octaves.

I swallowed hard, “Uh…” My voice shook.

“You really believe that?” He shook his head in disbelief, “I need to prove you wrong.”

“What?” I tilted my head in confusion.

He didn’t answer me, he just crashed his lips against mine. I kissed him back right away and let my hands travel to the back of his neck, but not before tracing his jawline with my fingertips. Before I could reach his neck, he grabbed my wrists and pinned my arms above my head. I furrowed my eyebrows in confusion; Michael has never acted like this before. He detected his lips from mine and traveled them done my jaw to my neck.

“Michael, what are-”

“Don’t talk.” He demanded, his lips leaving marks all over my skin. He gripped my bottom of my shirt and lifted it off my body. He trailed kisses down my collarbone and to the valley between my breasts and down my torso. My breathing became rapid as his lips got closer and closer to my aching core. I could already feel the wetness between my legs. He kissed the skin above my waist and I squeezed my thighs together to relieve some of the pressure, but he pushed them apart. I whimpered in response which caused him go smile against my skin. He unbuttoned my jeans and pulled them down my legs along with my panties. He started kissing my thighs and I leaned against the wall, grabbing the side table to make sure I don’t fall. He purposely kissed all around my clit to tease me and I groaned in frustration. He chuckled and then attached his lips to my sensitive bud. I cried out in pleasure and in relief as his tongue lapped around my sex. God this feels so good, his tongue against me. I bucked my hips forward and he pushed me back against the wall. He rarely goes down on me, but when he does, he never fails to blow my mind. His hand reached around me and grabbed my ass and he gripped it tightly, leaving a mark for sure. He licked up and down my slit and sucked harshly on my clit. I moaned Michael’s name and gripped my fingers in the back of his hair.

He hummed against me which caused me to buck my hips forward again. He slammed me against the wall and began vigorously eat me out. I cried out and almost fell to the ground, but he held me up with his arms. I moaned louder and louder until I hit my high, releasing myself on his face. I collapsed on top of him, but he held me up and licked me clean. He lifted me off the ground and brought me into our bedroom which was upstairs and he kicked the door shut. He laid me down on the bed, “Stay here. Be naked when I come back.” He demanded.

“Wait, where are you going?”

“No talking.” He said and left the room.

I reached behind me and unclipped my bra and threw it on the ground. I patiently waited for Michael to come back which wasn’t very long.

He came back into the room holding something behind his back. He put it on the floor so I couldn’t see and he climbed onto the bed. He was now stripped down to his boxers. He hovered over me and then flipped us around so I was on top of him.

“Ride my thigh.” He demanded.

I furrowed my eyebrows in confusion, “What?”

“No talking and do as I say.” He gripped my waist.

He was lying flat on his back and his legs were straight, my heat hovering above his upper thigh. I sat down on him and he hissed at the feeling of me on top of him. I started to move my hips slightly which caused a moan to escape from my lips. He started to move my hips at the pace he wanted and I let him because my God does this feel good. I fire ignited between my legs and the bubbling sensation started to form again. I don’t know if I can handle another orgasm so soon after my first. But he was in charge tonight apparently so I’m just going to go with the flow. I threw my head back and moaned loudly, rubbing myself harder against him. My second orgasm washed over me quicker than I expect and I cried out Michael’s name with each hip thrust onto his skin, riding out my orgasm. He quickly flipped us over and hopped off the bed quickly and grabbed something I couldn’t see.

“Close your eyes.” He demanded.

I sighed and closed my eyes. I heard shuffling around the room until I felt the bed dip and something soft cover my eyes. I shook my head, “No, please, I want to see you.”

“What did I say about talking, Y/N?”

I closed my mouth and he continued to tie the blindfold onto my face. Then he held onto my wrists and put them above my head and I felt something cool and hard touch them: handcuffs. Before I could protest, he already had me chained up to the bed. I tugged onto my wrists and groaned, but there’s nothing I can do. He’s being in charge tonight. He kissed me quickly before pushing my legs apart and thrusting into me. I moaned at the feeling of him filling me up and I tiled my head back in pleasure. He slowly moved out of me before slamming back into me. He repeated this action over and over again. His tip brushed against my g-spot each time and I moved my head to the side. He suddenly pulled out of me and threw one of my legs over his shoulder. He slammed back into me and I arched my back off the bed. He didn’t just brush against my g-spot, he full on hit it. Over and over and over again and I started screaming his name. I gripped onto the sheets of the bed crying out his name over and over again.

“Am I too vanilla now, Y/N?” He groaned in a low voice.

“No, ah, no Mikey. Fuck.” I moaned.

“I. Love. You. So. Damn. Much.” He yelled out with each thrust.

All too soon, my walls clenched around him and I came hard. I cried out multiple times and I’m pretty sure my knuckles are white from gripping onto the sheets so hard.

“Fuck, Y/N, fuck.” He moaned until he stilled. His legs shook and I felt him twitch inside me, spilling himself into me. He slowly rocked in and out of me until he pulled out and laid down next to me. He laid there together trying to catch our breath because that took a lot out of me. Then he shifted and I felt the handcuffs come off me and he slowly took the blindfold off my face. I blinked a few times before I regained my full vision and I saw him looking at me questioningly.

“What?” I asked.

“Did I hurt you? Was that too much?”

I laughed and leaned over and kissed him, “That was amazing, Mikey.”

“God, I love you.”

“I love you, too.”