#cheating tw

..... he hears the creaks of bedsprings that you two try to hide. since you and his son moved in, he's become very aware of your weekly routine. 9pm, theres the hints of whispers and the creaks of the bedframe as his son shifts on top of you. the man does nothing to keep his voice down, growling as you try to quiet him.

he knows the moment his son slides his cock into you because its followed by three slams of the headboard and then nearly instantly groaning, none of it from you.

his son is only on top of you for thirty seconds at a time before you're scurrying off to the bathroom alone-

Its sad, really, how pent up you are, how ignored your pussy is. he tries to behave, to not think about it, but then he runs into you in the middle of the night, him in his boxers, you in a lacy set his son certainly doesnt deserve. the fridge illuminates your silhouette as you wrap your lips around a strawberry, juice dribbling down your lips.

"Sorry-" You wipe a dribble of juice from your lips, then your tit. "I was just craving something."

"be careful," he whispers, low. "you're going give me ideas."

you let the fridge door close and the room goes dark. "what kind of ideas?"

"Bad ones." He steps closer, until he's only inches away from you. his son didn't fuck you tonight, he knows that. you're much too starry eyed, much too breathless. "Really, really bad ones."

Your hand rests on his chest and he takes his moment, his own palms finding the fat of your ass. He selfishly kneeds them for a moment, enjoying the feeling of a young body in his hands. Then, he pulls your hips into his and lets you feel his half hard cock between you, growing with every second. You physically tremble at the contact, but don't pull away.

"Fuck," you whisper, not pulling away. "You're so big."

You’re a Duchess wearing a standard dress for the Regency era, one with a square neckline, and it’s driving knight!Levi insane to maintain control and not openly stare at the freckle adorning your cleavage.

His eyes are suspiciously flickering to areas above both of your heads when you look his way, and knight!Levi’s hand clutches the hilt of his blade so tightly that you notice patterns in his palm when he reaches out to assist you in exiting your carriage.

Before you make your way inside, as manners insist, you turn and bow your head to give the Duke, Erwin, a farewell. And after he and the coachmen glance away, you bow again in thanks to knight!Levi. Tugging the neckline of your dress down for him to view the angry indentations of a bite mark that decorates your breast, just below the freckle he had become so captivated by.

He is quick to secretly adjust his trousers, and assures that while the Duke was busy doing fuck all on his own property—where it would be unnecessary to be guarded—knight!Levi shall lend his support to Her Grace while she settles back home after the long journey.

“ do you really think a possessed doll could actually make you cheat on your girlfriend?” Kalina asked as she glanced over to the person next to her. She almost couldn’t believe that this was a news story but after seeing the ex of the Ghost Adventures host bring up the situation; Kalina had to do her research as a true crime and horror enthusiast. It did sound very elaborate, but she also wasnt surprised someone would lie like that to try to get away with being unfaithful. “ Annabelle has so much power but I think Zak Bagans may be trying to pin his infidelity on her. She doesn’t deserve that from him “