I have a very cute idea about an elf lover that absolute despises humans, but has grown too attached to you over the years.
Heβs not around much during the spring and summer, since heβs busy traveling and collecting new spells for the books heβs writing.
But during the fall and winter though?
You try your best to blink the sleep away from your eyes as he walks into your bedroom in the middle of the night, tossing his cloak onto your floor before crawling into bed with you,
βYou could have knockedβ¦β you whine, knowing he probably picked your lock or used some magic spell to get in.
Like a mischievous cat, he cuddles into you, unwilling to listen to your complaints as he focuses on sinking into your chubby flesh and warming himself. You hiss as his cold hands make contact with your skin.
βC-cold!β
He huffs against your neck, pawing at your hips to pull you in closer. βStop complaining, I want to sleep.β
Elves are less human-like than most assume. They are more akin to fae or magical creatures, and are only confused for being related to humans because of their appearance.
Most elves migrated to warmer places during the colder months, but why would he need to do that when he had his own personal heater ready to keep him warm when the temperature began to dip?
Heβs intent on keeping you fed and happy, going out to hunt big game and returning to feed you enough to ensure youβre fat. Most elves are thin and not made to withstand cold temperatures, so your body fat is crucial for his survival.
And though thatβs all true, groping your tits and tummy while fucking into your fat cunt every night isnβt exactly necessaryβ¦
βYouβre warmβ¦β he mutters as he holds your leg up and lines his cock up with your pussy. As his tip presses into your wet folds, he kisses your neck. βDonβt complain, you can go back to sleep.β
He always huffs the next morning, pushing over a plate full of food as he looks approvingly at the marks heβs left on your neck.
Youβll be good and pregnant by spring, and heβs determined to keep you comfy, fed, and warm through the winter.
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Bring back yanderes that are actually obsessed and depraved with disgusting interests in your body.
Aurelian is a pretty blonde elf boy, desired by most men and women. Everyone considers him to be utterly gorgeous and picture perfect boyfriend material!
But they have no idea what goes on in that manβs home.
Heβs been obsessed with you for a while now. No one would ever imagine the prettiest guy in town was jerking off to pictures heβs collected of you over the past few months while he breaths into his phone. You always hang up within seconds, but hearing your shaky ββ¦ hello?β is enough to get him cumming instantly.
He keeps a sealed bottle of some of your piss on his nightstand. After easily charming his way through your workplace, he snuck into the womenβs room to collect your pee when you were done. Yeah, he drank some alreadyβ¦ but heβs saving the rest to worship properly!
He has a collection of your hair heβs pulled from your hairbrush, gum he scraped off of concrete, panties you thought you threw away now hung in frame over his bed.
Aurelian doesnβt look like your average creep. Heβs polite, opens the door for everyone, and always has that sweet smile on his pretty face. Youβre blind sighted by his true nature once the two of you enter a relationship.
And he doesnβt plan on letting you leave once youβre inside his apartment.
You're a messenger for the human kingdom. Many would hate to be in your shoes.. traveling under the cruel sun and having to adventure out to the kingdoms that the common folk tremble under..
Yet all you see is entirely different worlds.
The Elf Kingdom.. is one of the oldest civilizations. With their long lifespan and sharpened minds, they have seen through wars and disasters. When you arrive through the gates, they already have everything prepared. The best stablehands for your horse. The best room and refreshments for your stay in the kingdom. The Elf King and his advisors value your words and input. Which is a very hard thing to accomplish for an admittedly ignorant group.
The Orc Tribes.. may seem like a gruff group of barbarians, but they value strength in all forms. When they hear you riding in, they know you've survived another grueling testament of patience and endurance. A private tent is set up for you, and your horse is taken well cared of. They take your stay quite seriously. The best of their warriors guarding your tent. The Orc Tribes know all too well of enemies trying to trail behind you for a moment to strike.
The Dwarf Camps.. is another one of the oldest civilizations. Many kingdoms do not interact with them due to their isolated lives in the quarries and mountains. But they appreciate the struggle you go through to make it up the rocky cliffs. Your horse gets the best horse shoes ever possibly made. Dwarven steel. Your gear gets fixed up as you discuss trade with the council of members. The Dwarfs do not let you leave until they know you and your horse are in the best possible shape.
When representatives of each land come visit your kingdom? They always pay you the greater respect than your ruling monarch. It's you who's traveled across blazing suns and chilling storms to keep them informed.
So it will be you each land fights for a chance to marry one day.
Monster Bestfiend Accidentally Finds Your Only Fans
Monster best friend that accidentally finds your only fans. As soon as he sees your face, he goes to get off your page, but when he sees the giant monster dildo in your hand, he pauses. His finger hovers over the play button, his mind at war with itself on whether to see more. His conscience screams at him to put the phone down and forget he saw you there, but everything else screams at him to see more.
He gives in and clicks on your page, and his cock throbs as he realizes that every video is of you playing with all different monster dildos. He starts a video and canβt help but moan as you bounce up and down on a very large dildo, clearly modeled after a werewolf cock. Your tiny cunt stretched more than he would have thought possible for a little human.Β
His hand is immediately wrapped around his throbbing cock and stroking in time with your movements. He growls as he watches your face scrunch up in pleasure, feeling his own release getting closer, far faster than he would like.Β
As you let out a scream and gush all over the dildo, he finally cums, shooting all over his hand and the floor. He releases a small moan as he glances at his phone and sees the cum covering the screen over your naked body.Β
The guilt slowly creeps in as he comes down from his high, and he vows he will never do this again. And he continues to break that vow every night as he crawls into bed, his cock cumming hard as he watches your videos, only to swear itβs the last time all over again.Β
And when he sees you next, and his cock starts hardening immediately, he knows he is truly fucked. Heβs just going to have to find a way to claim you for himself. At least he knows you have a thing for monsters and riding monster cock. He canβt wait to see you bouncing on his.Β
pairing: gn ! reader - ft. faefolk, merfolk, elves, harpies, selkie.
authorβs note: really wanted to do a naga and a gnoll but got lazy. . .honestly, kinda more angsty (but longer! i think) than the last one. sorry !
faefolk.
βhey, sunshine.β you say it so casually. offhand, distracted, not even looking at them.
the fae stills. β. . .what did you just call me?
you glance up. βhuh? oh, βsunshineβ. why?β
silence.Β
their wings twitch once. and slowly, they step closer. βyou do remember iβm fae, yes?β
your brows furrow. how adorable.Β
βnames are not to be given lightly among my kind,β they murmur.
βitβs. . .itβs not a name. itβs just β like, a nickname.βΒ
β. . .a name you chose for me.βΒ
you open your mouth β pause. βi, i guess. . .?β
their gaze, usually so sharp, softens. something dangerously fond slipping through.
βthen i will keep it.β
you laugh, nervous. βitβs not that seriousββ
it is to them.
merfolk.
it was done unconsciously. you donβt notice it at first.Β
just the gentle sway of the water, the quiet conversation, the way you lean back on your hands -Β
and the slow, absentminded shift of your leg.
until something smooth brushes against it.
you glance down.Β
their tail.
your leg is resting against itβno. worse. half entwined.
you start to pull back, βoh, sorryββ but they stop you. not forceful. their tail wraps around yours, further tangling your limbs.
β. . .donβt.β
you blink. β. . .what?β
their gaze flickers between your legs and their tail, wrapped loosely together.
βwe donβt do this casually, you know.β they murmur, a soft smile gracing their face. you feel yours heating up in turn.
βi didnβt mean toββΒ
βi know.βΒ
their tail slightly loosens around your legs. but they donβt let go.
β. . .in the tides, this is how we stay close with someone.β
they pause. glance back up shyly.
β. . .so stay.β
elves.
βstay,β you say absentmindedly, tugging them down beside you. βjust for a bit.βΒ
the elf glances at you, then at your hand wrapped around their sleeve. βare you. . . certain you wish to spend time with me?βΒ
you blink in surprise at their tone, their expression. βof course.β you answer honestly. why do they look so . . .
β. . .you ask as though it is a small thing.βΒ
βit is?β
theyβre quiet. hesitant. but they sit anyway. they sit closer than they were before.
βyou are asking for time. you ask an elf, of time.βΒ
βwhich you have lots, by the way.β you chuckle lightly, continuing in a quiet tone. β. . .i just meant donβt leave yet.β
β . . .i know.βΒ
they donβt get up. even when they probably should.Β
theyβre gonna outlive you. they know it. they know you should be with someone else - someone you can grow old with. someone with the same time flow as you.Β
they knew it was. . .a promise of hurt, loving a mortal like this. loving someone with such short lifespans. loving someone whose life is only a second compared to theirs.Β they knew it betterβ
they feel you shuffle against their arms, nuzzling closer to the nape of their neck. their hand instinctively comes to cup your back.
. . .they knew better. and yet they still find themselves laying there with you, each night, being in each others embrace. being in your fleeting embrace.
. . .just a few more seconds.Β a few more seconds to savour you, before you are just a memory for them to hold onto.
harpies/ bird hybrids.
βhold still!βΒ
you grab their shoulders, turning them slightly. a featherβs bent awkwardly near their wing. you smooth it back into place without thinking.Β
βthere.βΒ
the reaction is immediate. wings flaring, feathers puffing -Β
βyou just preened meβ!β theyβre red-faced, brows furrowed, looking a mix between embarrassed and mad.
you preened them. fixed their look. touched their feathers. something mates do. are you insinuating something? no, you're a human, how could you know their courting. . .!
they shiver, remembering your gentle touch as you brushed out their back β
β. . .i fixed it?β
βt-thatβs not. . .thatβs not fixing, thatβs intimateβ!β
you blink. β. . .sorry?β youβre confused, but seeing how worked up they are - you feel bad at possibly offending them. you look down in guilt at the thought of making them uncomfortable.
they falter, seeing your expression.
then, much quieter -Β
β. . .donβt be.β
you look up. they huff, turning away. βj-just ask next time!β
selkies.
you find it by accident. hanging around with a friend at their cabin near the beach, you spot it.
soft. dark. tucked away on the floor - looking like it fell.
βoh, is this yours?β you call out, already picking it up. the reaction is immediate.
βdonβtβ!βΒ
too late.
their hand catches your wrist. tight. sharp. almost angry. βgive it back!β they snap, snatching the coat from your hands.Β
you flinch. β. . .i was just lookingββ
their chest rises, falls. their grip trembles. βyou shouldnβt touch things that arenβt yours.β
β. . .itβs just a coat.β
silence.
something flashes across their face. raw, deep, intense.Β βitβs not just anything,β they say, quieter now. strained.
you hesitate, then slowly take a step back. β. . .sorry.β
they look like they might break as they cradle the coat to their chest.Β
β. . .donβt do it again.β
they keep their distance after that. less laughter, less lingering.
you notice. of course you do. you were so close, for godβs sake!
you donβt understand.
but after a while, things went back to normal. kind of.
they start sitting closer again. their shoulder brushing yours. their voice softer when they say your name - likeΒ somethingβs pulling them back.
βyouβre staring,β you mumble, a curious smile on your face, but you donβt look up.
they donβt deny it. no use anyway, you can feel their stare since minutes ago.
β. . .am i?β
βyeah.β
a pause. β. . .does it bother you?β
another pause. β. . .no.βΒ
another, longer pause. β. . .good.β
you go back to what you were doing. they continue to stare.
they think about telling you.Β
they really do.
about what you touches. what it meant. what it did.
how the moment your hands made contact with their coat - they were no longer entirely their own.
they were angry.
at you.
at themselves.
at how careless it all was.
but, now. . .
you laugh at something small, nudging their shoulder.
they look at you. really look. β. . .you didnβt know,β they say quietly. suddenly.Β you look at them, βknow what?βΒ
god. they wish you did.
they shake their head. smile, strained. β. . .nothing.β their fingers brush yours, going to check what you were giggling about.
they donβt have the heart to say it. not yet.
not when the thought of you letting go, of you choosing to let go, feels worse than the sudden binding itself.
so instead they stay. keep quiet. keep close. and pretend it was never an accident. that you wanted to touch the coat. that you wanted them to be yours, and you, theirs.
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Spicy headcanons of how monsters and beings would act as your boyfriend and significant other. Written as original content/my version.
Monsters and Beings: Magician/Sorcerer, Super-Powered person, Zombie, Vampire, Werewolf, Fairy, Elf, Merman, Dragon, Scarecrow, Living Statue, Android, Robot, Alien/Extraterrestrial
(Warnings: fluff, gender neutral reader, smut, and terms of endearment.
Word Count: 2,500 words)
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βΒ Β Β Wizard/Sorcerer boyfriend secretly loved when you would interrupt him from his studies with kisses or excuses to leave his notes unattended. Not all the time, but he had a weakness for your company. Any kiss to his neck or compliment to his intelligence had him yearning for your skin to meet his own.
Β Β Β Intimately, it was a toss of a coin whether he was puddy in your hands to love on for hours or if he had enough sense to communicate with you within heated passions.
Β Β Β Parchments, scrolls, and trinkets were scattered across the desk. None of it mattered at that moment. Not when your boyfriend had you laying across his notes, completely bare and beckoning him closer.
Β Β Β "Maybe we should study each other more." He panted, gaze fixed on you as he pushed down his trousers.
Β Β Β "I couldn't agree more."
Β Β Β He joined you on the desk with eager kisses and fingers that lit all the candles in the room. A shared experience that filled the room with accidental charms and smeared notes.
Β Β Β Good thing the desk was sturdy.
~~~
βΒ Β Β Super-powered boyfriend like many powered individuals had an added durability. Meaning, you didn't have to treat him as fragile glass. With you on the other hand, your boyfriend was careful. Aware of your limits. That became more apparent when he'd dial back on his grip or speed of movement with you. He didn't always want to hold back, but he cared so much about your well-being to do otherwise.
Β Β Β Whether you knew of his powers or not, you were always assuring him you were fine. You wanted him to worry less and enjoy the moments more.
Β Β Β "More pressure," you instructed in a growing daze. Legs parted across the mattress.
Β Β Β "Are you sure?" Your boyfriend eyed how his fingers moved between your thighs.
Β Β Β You nodded, hands gripping the blankets since he was out of reach.
Β Β Β "If it hurts, you tell me."
Β Β Β Once he increased the pressure of his ministrations, you were a babbling mess from the intense pleasure. All from the touch of your caring and attentive lover. Superpowers may or may not had been included.
~~~
βΒ Β Β Zombie boyfriend knew his flustered state appeared different. He knew his body reacted differently than a human's. Similar, but obviously stronger with varying speeds. He enjoyed it nonetheless, morning or night. It was all more apparent when you two got a little too handsy.
Β Β Β "Look at you." You cooed, watching his eyes glazing over while you stroked his member. "Do you feel good?"
Β Β Β He moaned, deep and gutteral. Head heavy on a pillow and hands on you, unmoving. The pleasure so good. Your touch so very, very welcome.
Β Β Β Of course he liked it. Your boyfriend loved when you touched him, unafraid and attentive. He felt more alive and beyond himself. Any time you laid a kiss on his skin or caressed him just so, he knew you loved him. That you cared about him tremendously.
Β Β Β "Love you," he moaned, letting his body rock with your rhythmic hand. "So much. So good."
Β Β Β You kissed his open mouth.
~~~
βΒ Β Β Vampire boyfriend could be a tease at times. When the mood was right and you blocked out all but one light. That was what he preferred, the privacy of night. To be thrust into an illusion that it only ever was the pair of you. He could give you all of his undivided attention.
Β Β Β Strength and great vision came in good use as he carried you to the bedroom.
Β Β Β He could feel you in light and in darkness. Outside under the open sky or indoors on top of the softest fabrics. Your boyfriend did not have a preference where you two joined in ecstasy as long as he was with you.
Β Β Β "How do I ever survive this?" He grunted as he pushed his hips up into you. "How do I bare such a view? Such exquisite touch?"
Β Β Β "Because you said you'd shrivel up and die without me." You answered with a growing smile.
Β Β Β Some nights his theatrics were very romantic.
Β Β Β "An endless torture. Ah-- That felt good." He thrusted a little faster. "What was I saying?"
Β Β Β You clenched around him and his thoughts ran away once more.
~~~
βΒ Β Β Werewolf boyfriend knew about the stereotypes and stories written about his kind. That didn't mean all of it was true or that everything was false either.
Β Β Β Did he start to crave having you every major moon phase in a tangle of hot limbs and bedsheets? He totally did.
Β Β Β Did he want to chase you to hear your heart beat loudly? He considered it.
Β Β Β Did he want to mark you as his mate? You bet.
Β Β Β Did he expect you to change the tables on him? No, not really.
Β Β Β "How--" Your boyfriend panted. "How did you catch me?" He laid on his side, trapped between you and a tree trunk.
Β Β Β "I have my secrets and my secret knowledge." You pumped his length as fast as he was panting.
Β Β Β "No...fair. I have super... I'm faster."
Β Β Β You shook your head. "You're going to pass out of you don't start breathing."
Β Β Β Your boyfriend whined in reply.
~~~
βΒ Β Β Fairy boyfriend could stare at your face and be practically bewitched by your entire being. With or without a potion to temporarily alter his size, he was all over you on special occasions. Those being: birthdays, end of work weeks, completing the bills, start of a new season, a new outfit, anniversaries, and vacation time.
Β Β Β "So much to love," he moaned into your chest. His hips thrusting slowly as you caressed circles on his soft behind.
Β Β Β Every touch you gave sent him into a fog of heated desire fueled by his feelings for you.
Β Β Β "I will love every part of you ten times over." He vowed before his lips latched on to your nipple. Eyelids fluttering shut and high pitched mewls coming from his throat.
Β Β Β You bit your lip at the sight.
Β Β Β Your boyfriend always intended to map your body with his love. Each time you both shared privately and intimately, he charted a new area of your skin with all himself.
~~~
Β Β Β Elf boyfriend tended to be more subtle with most affection, however he became more open the longer he knew you. Intimacy came in forms of him tracing the contours of your body with his fingers, staring at you longingly, kissing his way up your arm. Those were the most common ways of all that he displayed to you and only you.
Β Β Β Emotions could be deeper and his touch reflected that whether soft or firm. When you reciprocated and encouraged with all your love, your boyfriend was keen on giving.
Β Β Β "My heart calls for yours each day I wake," your boyfriend placed a gentle kiss to your inner wrist. "This night may ease its search."
Β Β Β You cradled his face in your hands once he leaned down upon you fully. Bodies intertwined.
Β Β Β "To have you this close," he gazed at you with an enormous amount of love, "is a beautiful gift."
Β Β Β "You should stay."
Β Β Β "Then I accept with my entire being."
Β Β Β You brought him into a kiss as the pair of you continued in your gentle coupling.
~~~
βΒ Β Β Merman boyfriend was always blown away by how you moved in water. His home where you would forever be welcomed.
Β Β Β As like water, your boyfriend's love displayed itself both gently and strongly. All backed by his passions, you met him with equal longing to share in constant waves of love.
Β Β Β Whether on land, in water, or somewhere in-between the both of you found a way to act on your love, always.
Β Β Β Ignoring the water puddles growing across the tile floor, your boyfriend kept you rolling your hips in a hurried pace. Both of you set on experiencing more and more pleasure.
Β Β Β He thoroughly enjoyed watching you as he managed to sink further into the bathtub's water. What water remained. Not all of it could be splashed out from your movements.
Β Β Β "Water suits you," he panted. His gaze transfixed on the droplets sticking and rolling along your skin.
Β Β Β "Are you considering this position to be your favorite?" Smiling in your pleasured haze, you tightened your grip on his forearms and applied pressure to your hips as they rolled on his tail.
Β Β Β "I am."
~~~
βΒ Β Β Dragon boyfriend loved when you would cuddle up to him and share warmth. Some days sweetness was not enough as he watched you investigate his many treasures. Tail twitching behind him.
Β Β Β He wanted you more than the gold necklace in your hands. More than the golden flecks you stamped on your face.
Β Β Β "Do you remember our last mating?" He asked, muscles flexed and ready.
Β Β Β "Why? Did you forget?" You chuckled. His desire was not lost upon you, it was as obvious as if he made a banner declaring it.
Β Β Β Gold and other treasures clinking together, your boyfriend rushed at you. Heat everywhere, scales rubbing your skin, tongue tasting your arousal in the air, and his body nearly conforming to your own.
Β Β Β "Easy," you reminded him as you opened yourself to him fully.
Β Β Β He did his best. Deep moans bounced off of the walls as he entered you. He kept you close, held in his hold or pressing you further into his treasures with each thrust.
Β Β Β Loving you as he did, it would be some considerable time before his need was sated. Your boyfriend could hardly get enough of you.
~~~
βΒ Β Β Scarecrow boyfriend often fantasized of the two of you in the back of a pick-up truck or in the middle of a corn maze making love under a harvest moon. Something to bring more warmth to a season that brought chill to the air where you resided.
Β Β Β His skin was textured and mind often on you. A perfect start whenever you both sought a little more that kissing and handholding. A pair of lovers wanting to be closer.
Β Β Β What he didn't expect was being entranced by the golden lights of sunset highlighting your body in a field and you grinding on his denim-covered thigh like there was a time limit. Perhaps you were racing the sun. Or perhaps you had a more difficult day than you said earlier when he asked.
Β Β Β "You looking dazzling. Simply radiant." He kneaded your skin in all the places that made you shiver. "Take whatever you need to please you, my dear."
Β Β Β "You."
Β Β Β "Pardon?"
Β Β Β "I'm going to take...you...until the sun sets."
Β Β Β "My dear, you certainly may." He captured your lips in a rough kiss as you clawed at his clothes.
~~~
βΒ Β Β Living statue boyfriend no longer felt alone as the world lived on. He had you and saw the beauty in what others had experienced for years. He was strong enough to handle most things, but seeing you bare as an ancient statue had him experiencing new emotions. Ones he had only heard from voices in passing or hidden beyond his sight.
Β Β Β His size and shape did not deter you from wanting him in a manner that made him wonder if he could sweat as you could. There was no way he dreamed of refusing your wishes nor desires.
Β Β Β You doted on him and made him start to have a renewed worry about his strength compared to your own. That didn't particularly matter to you seeing as you bounced on his hard length without complaints. Again and again while he tried grounding himself in reality. A difficult task. Near impossible as he finally considered himself a perfect fit for his precious love, you.
Β Β Β "Be careful," he advised gently.
Β Β Β You moaned, keeping your pace.
Β Β Β "I presume you will never stop amazing me." Your boyfriend watched on in wonder and begun to consider what else you two could possibly do together.
~~~
βΒ Β Β Android boyfriend was made to be as humanlike as possible. The pair of you did not realize how much he could feel until you became more physically intimate. You found that your boyfriend was much more flexible than he looked. So you would position yourself comfortably wherever you wanted before he rushed in with a multitude of kisses and a steady stance.
Β Β Β Lounging in the armchair with one leg hung over an armrest, you eyed your boyfriend's synthetic skin as it traveled your body. Across your skin and within your warmth, he moved without losing a fraction of endurance. He could go for as long as you both wanted.
Β Β Β "Deeper."
Β Β Β At your words, he angled himself inhumanly. His pelvis closer in an impossible way. But he thrusted every inch of himself in. Leaving no space untouched.
Β Β Β His mouth fell open, lost in you. His love and free life. All of his sensors sent out alerts of his system. Those would be given attention later, much later.
~~~
βΒ Β Β Robot boyfriend knew his strength and how his structure was durable. Some parts of him were mismatched. Meaning, he wasn't the most comfortable sentient to move around or touch. When it came to strong physical desires, he let you know and orchestrate. He didn't want to leave one bruise on you, his dear life companion. You were prepared for his worries and your combined desires.
Β Β Β His face plate turned another shade of pink as you complimented him between whines of pleasure. He sat absolutely still on the dining chair. Worry still lingering in his system. Yet his hard body was not causing you any discomfort. Quite the opposite.
Β Β Β Your hands gripped his shoulders tightly and he added a variation to the vibration of his hand. Watching your body practically convulse in a climax made purple shades appear on his face. He was relieved and fascinated by your clear enjoyment.
~~~
βΒ Β Β Alien/Extraterrestrial boyfriend had specific routines, rules, and levels of organization. Which meant having you in his ship well past when he should had been sleeping was a wake up call. Not everything had to be the same everyday. Making new rules instead of exceptions was his logical reasoning. Clinging to your body as he bent you over a console deep into intercourse didn't apply to anything. Unless he considered a rule in your relationship: love wholeheartedly. Time had no restraint in that rule. He would keep you satisfied no matter what. If there was a way to do it, he would figure it out especially if it meant continued times of pleasure.
Β Β Β None of the buttons, switches, or toggles you were rolling over activated anything. Perhaps you should had known the console was turned off, but you were too preoccupied with your lover.
Β Β Β The cool air within the ship turned stuffy the longer your boyfriend thrusted in rhythm to his heartbeat. The more he wrapped himself around you as much as he could. His frame touched every part of you, caressing and holding as he let out string after string of compliments. Not all you could translate. Yet you understood completely. He loved you and his mind felt fuzzy from how much pleasure was coursing through him.ββ
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Gathering herbs deep in the forest, Y/n heard a child crying, her thoughts involuntarily turning to her own. But she knew her child slept soundly in its cradle after its activity.
The girl hurried towards the sound, sunlight filtering through the leaves, trying to light the young mother's path. Y/n thought that one of the village girls might have abandoned the child; it was an unwanted pregnancy. This was a common practice: when a girl became pregnant but no one would marry her, the child was left in the forest to preserve the family's reputation. Y/n herself had once been ordered to do the same. Her parents were furious, shouting and beating her. But the girl refused, and they took her to the forest, where a small house stood. Her parents didn't want to shame the entire family, so they left her there. In the end, her parents wanted to know the father's name, but by the grace of heaven, it was the king's knight. They were passing through their lands and decided to stay in the village. Y/n vaguely remembered the man's face, but he had whispered so seductively, promised love so tenderly, that the girl surrendered and lay on his bed. Soon after, the detachment left. That year, many innocent girls "suffered" at the hands of seductive knights, and many were shamefully cast out. Y/n was no exception.
The infant's cry grew louder, and the girl ran out into a clearing where a bundle lay. She hurried to it, and when she pulled back a corner of the blanket, she recoiled in fear. It was a dark elf child. Y/n looked around, listening to the forest sounds, but realized the child's parents were not there. The infant's head had darkened from crying, and the girl understood it was hungry. Y/n couldn't abandon the child, so she unlaced her bodice and gently brought the baby to her right breast. The child finally quieted, having received nourishment. But Y/n still scanned her surroundings, ready to place the child back and flee if she saw anyone of its kind.
Y/n realized the infant's parents were absent, unsure if the child was abandoned or if something had happened to them. But Y/n made a decision that would change her fate forever! She took the child and returned home.
Several days passed, and now two babies lay nestled together in a spacious crib, having bonded with each other. Y/n cooed over them, continuing to leave them alone at home after tending to them, and went to the forest to gather herbs. It was a hot summer, but autumn was approaching, and supplies were needed, especially medicinal herbs. In the evenings, from time to time, she also went into the forest with a bow on her shoulder to hunt rabbits, and if lucky, a larger animal. The girl wouldn't have had to hunt; if she hadn't been driven from home, her father would have done it, and then her husband. But fate decreed otherwise, and using the skills she observed in the settlement, she independently crafted a bow and arrows and trained herself. Y/n was quite good at it, considering the game she brought home. And she herself didn't need much. Just something to put in her mouth to avoid starving and to stay healthy for the children.
The worst began after the past week. Moon Day started with the dark elf's loud crying. Y/n realized the infant was ill. She gave him various tinctures; the raspberry tincture didn't help the fever, and the baby cried more, seeming to burn. Linden was needed, but it had run out, so the girl quickly gave a chamomile tincture, which helped the child calm down. Taking her basket, she ran to the other end of the forest. She probably fell a few times on the way, but nothing could stop her. She gathered a whole basket of linden flowers and, just as quickly, wanted to get home.
As she approached the cottage, she saw the open door, and fear pierced her entire body. Somewhere, she tried to calm herself, telling herself it was likely her parents, who rarely visited, but her gut told her it wasn't her parents.
Quietly and slowly, she approached the door and peeked inside. All was silent. No one. Only the cooing of her baby. She rushed to the cradle and saw only her child. But where was the second?
She swallowed loudly, carefully turning towards the door. The girl understood that she now needed to go out and survey the area.
Y/N wanted to grab a bow for protection, but to her horror, realized it was broken. Now, unarmed, she went outside. She stopped, trying to listen to the sounds, but the gusts of wind rustling the treetops made it difficult.
She understood that a dark elf had come here and taken his child, but had he left? Perhaps he would realize she hadn't done him any harm, only protected the child?
She looked around, spinning, and at the last moment noticed a man who had unexpectedly appeared among the trees. His dark skin and bright eyes frightened Y/N, causing her to involuntarily yelp. The man held a baby in his arms, who calmly rested his head against his father's chest, looking peaceful.
"Iβ¦ Iβ¦ I didn't hurt himβ¦" Y/N decided to start her defense.
The elf smiled slyly, and then⦠disappeared. Y/N merely blinked, and the man was gone.
The following days passed peacefully, the only change being that Y/N began to notice baskets with various fruits and vegetables, and sometimes fish or game, on her doorstep.
She knew this wouldn't go unacknowledged; she would be obligated to give something in return. And on the other hand, she had cared for his child⦠And Y/N accepted the gifts, enjoying the peace.
The next morning, the woman noticed how the nature around her trembled nervously. Strong gusts of wind reached her cottage, leaden clouds hung over the forest, thunder rumbled in the distance, and lightning even flashed.
Y/N closed the window shutters, pressing them tightly against the frame, and securing them with a latch. She moved the cradle further from the window, deeper into the house.
While the woman was busy preparing food and caring for the child, evening had already arrived, and there was a loud knock at the door. She heard a couple of male voices and Y/N thought of her family, who had decided to pay her a visit. She hurried to open the door to let her soaked family into the house. But to her horror, the ones at the door were two men, one a burly fellow with an eyepatch, and the other thin with an overbite.
"What do you need?" the woman asked, slightly closing the door.
"Oh, darling, are you alone?" the big man replied.
"What's it to you? I asked a question," Y/n frowned as the man placed his hand on the door, pushing it slightly.
"We got lost in the woods and stumbled upon this cabin. Let us in, we're soaked," his voice was deep but grating.
"I can't," Y/n relaxed a little.
The man didn't like the answer and shoved the door with all his might. Y/n unexpectedly fell to the floor. The men brazenly entered the house, looking around. They smelled unpleasantly of alcohol, sweat, and tobacco. Most likely, they were bandits or hunters. But their arrival made the woman nervous. She stood up, awaiting further actions.
"Oh, look, Bon, we were expected," the big man brazenly sat at the table where a bowl of stew was.
"I told you there'd be something to get here," the lanky guy finally spoke, he was thin, almost squeaking. He also brazenly started rummaging through the cupboards, collecting all the supplies.
"What are you doing!? Get out of my house!" Y/n screamed hysterically, and a second later dodged a sharp knife that Bon threw.
"Shut your mouth, whore! Boss, should we kill her!?" the man squeaked similarly.
"Come on, what are you waiting for? She'll warm our bed," the Boss chuckled, a few pieces of meat falling from his mouth.
The door was open, a downpour raging behind it, forming deep puddles. Y/n couldn't escape because of her baby, who began to stir, disliking the loud voices and the cold, so he started whimpering. The men noticed him.
The lanky guy approached the cradle inside the house, and Y/n's heart clenched and filled with fear.
"Yeah, she's mommy!" Bon exclaimed, and yanked the baby out by the leg, the child dangling, crying louder.
"Please! Put him back! You're hurting him!" Y/n lunged at the man, but he pushed her away, and the girl fell to the floor again.
"She's so loud! Boss! Why do we need her!?" The sniveler unceremoniously tossed the baby into the crib, and Y/n's head began to throb. Her child was only a few months old, too fragile!
"Hey! I don't care, you don't have to stick your junk in her. I'm going to stick it in her, I haven't had a woman in a year!" The boss, who had been eating meat the whole time, stood up, grabbed Y/n by the hair with his dirty hands, and dragged her across the floor.
To the sounds of the baby's crying, and her own, Y/n struggled, scratching her attacker's hands, but it was all useless.
"Ah, you slut! Well, nothing, I'll calm you down now! Why are you kicking, it's clearly not your first time! I'll give you another baby, for good measure! Did you hear that, Bon!?" The men laughed obscenely, the brute began to pull down his pants, but the belt wouldn't budge.
Y/n crawled towards the door. She somehow got up and ran outside. The woman ran a short distance and stopped halfway when she noticed a familiar figure among the trees. The rain continued to pour, she was getting wet and pathetic. She noticed her secret acquaintance holding a basket with something in it, he clearly wanted to visit her at such an hour.
"Where are you running!? Do you want me to kill your worm!?" roared the bandit, stepping outside, his pants already down, "I'll take care of this quickly! Or are you, such a dirty girl, that you decided to entertain me outside in the rain!?" he laughed obscenely again.
"Pleaseβ¦" Y/n wanted to beg the dark elf, but a thick black shadow flashed past her.
This magic began to form into hands with claws, it headed towards the bandit, who fearfully tried to escape, but failed. These hands grabbed him, sinking their claws into his flesh, they moved to his neck, squeezing it, and then, amidst the sound of the rain, a snap was heard. The magic snapped his neck. As the force was about to retreat, a displeased companion appeared in the doorway, picking his nose.
"Boss, what were you doing�" he froze.
The claws went into a new battle, grabbed the skinny man, suspended him above the ground, and then flung him with all their might towards the trees.
The dark elf skillfully controlled this power, moving his hands through the air. And the claws obeyed him, finishing off the man.
Y/n remained standing, looking only at him. The elf also continued to look. A moment passed, and it became dark in her eyes, and Y/n fell onto the wet ground, not caring about anything.
The girl woke up to birdsong. She opened her eyes slightly and realized she was in her room, her baby cooing beside her. She got up carefully, wearing a nightgown, and a blush of embarrassment spread across her cheeks, realizing the mysterious elf had changed her clothes.
To her surprise, she noticed that besides her child, a dark elf's baby was also in the cradle, happily reaching out to her.
The girl shook her head and quickly went outside. Not far away, under a tree, sat an elf, his eyes closed, humming softly.
"Thank you," the girl said quietly but clearly as she approached the stranger.
"Ι¦ΰ»ΰΊ ΰ»ΰ» ΰΈΰΈΉΰ»ΰΈ Κο»ο»Ι?" a similarly quiet and deep voice asked. The girl faltered slightly.
"Sorry, I don't understand... I think I hear familiar words, but I can't put them together," Y/n smiled awkwardly, and the elf nodded.
"Y/n," the girl pointed to herself. The man did the same.
"Elowen."
The elf fell silent again and closed his eyes. Y/n understood that he would stay, and she wouldn't mind.