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my two fav old guys. headcannon aro absolutely reclaims sl/urs
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my two fav old guys. headcannon aro absolutely reclaims sl/urs
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I just discovered this alternate scene 😍
It definitely works for making Aro scarier (!) but he’s always wearing the mask of a refined gentleman so it makes character sense they didn’t use this version in the film
Heaven in the making. Prt 3 finale.
☆ミdemetri volturi x reader.
Warning smut! Dark themes!
Pressure on your lips calls you back "there you are. I'd feel bad if we didn't share this next important step together." He presses his forehead to yours looking down you hazily follow his gaze, he's removed all his clothes even in your state you can't help but admire how perfect he is, but more importantly with your legs pulled apart he's placed himself at your entrance. You gasp and try to push away "Don't be scared, as my mate you'll form perfectly around me, it's what your body's made for. Me." "What are you?" You ask trying to buy time. "Vampire." He captures your lips before a protest can come out. Slowly he inches into you, the deeper he goes the more moans he draws out of you, tears start running down to your temples he kisses them away. He begins to find a rythm his lips are on your cheeks and looking at you he moans "you're taking me so well, perfectly wrapped around me like the good mate you are." All of you now melting only managing to moan in agreement. He gives you a sudden look lifting a brow "hmm" then shifts the rythm rolling his hips slower, a deeper wave jolts your body "ah got it." He locks in on the spot you're loosing yourself to him. "Tell me darling, would you like a cherub of your own making?" He groans out getting close to his release. Images of cute little baby angels flash through your thoughts, can you really have one? Can this beautiful monster truly give you something so devine? You exhaustedly roam his face. If anything can it's him."yeah, let's make one hm?" He nods once at you with a gentle look on his face and you try your best now to keep your legs open. "I'll take you to Volterra and keep you both save and alive and once it's time, I'll change you agapi mou." You don't understand but you reach your peak, your insides twitch causing his. "You're so prefect my love, I can't wait for our little cupid to be here." You finally drift off to sleep as he stays inside you making sure his seed stays placed right where he carefully poured it, soft kisses surrounding you all the while
Heaven in the making. Prt 2
demetri volturi x reader.
Warning smut! Dark themes!
Once the call ended and you were alone again, you began to beg for him to come back, to track you down from the heavens and take you. When you had finally calmed you reached for the bottle and took more than was prescribed you were doing anything to invite him in. A few moments later a heavy haze took over."Oh my darling, how sweet your voice sounds when you beg for me." That deep sensual voice pulled you back. Cold moving pressure under your shirt caught your attention and then a radalling sound next to your ear. "Did you take these to pull me back?" A low chuckle then you drifted back under. You kept coming in and out, you could feel your shirt being pulled over your bra the cold air made you shiver under his gaze, you closed your eyes again "I know you can hear me, try to focus on me my sweet." A cold sensation ran down your back as he unhooked the strap, the uninvited chill from the removal of your bra had you whining as you tried a weak push at his arms but it was like pressing against concrete. He leaned above your lips his breath hypnotic "I left to give you space, just like you wanted." He kisses you. "So you could miss me and lure me back just like this, was that not your intention?" He hisses into your lips "my little tease." He slides the tip of his tongue from your lips down your throat making his way to find your exposed breast you try to shift away from the coolness, he gives attention to your other bud with his hand, you lulled you back. A strong pulling sensation in your lower abdomen grabs at your consciouns, your eyes open to meet deep crimson you're squirming under him he's grinning with mischief while his cold fingers pump into you, whimpers escape your lips he coos at you "ah don't be shy sing for me agapi mou." Your legs tremble as the pull around his fingers has your release oozing onto them then bringing his hand up he laps at them. "My angel, I can't take any more just take me to heaven already." Your plea comes out slurred and meek between heavy breaths. Peppered kisses caress your face as you close your eyes again more tired than before but you can still hear his amused voice "My darling, I'm no angle. I'm not here to save you from whatever damnation you've deluded yourself into thinking you have brought on to yourself." He's not an angel? Then what is he? What have you invited in that is now ravishing your body as it pleases? That you have willingly played a part and made it easier for it to do so! You try to find the strength to fight back the groggines, you manage to push off him a bit, scared your heart starts beating faster. "Hm? What? are you scared now? " he snickers. "Ah. So you've let me have my way with you all this time because you actually thought that I was some sort of heavenly figure?" A deep rumblings laugh shakes the entire bed, your body gives out. Pressure on your lips calls you back-
Demetri Volturi X OC♥️
“The Vampire”
She rose among us where we lay.
She wept, we put our work away.
She chilled our laughter, stilled our play;
And spread a silence there.
And darkness shot across the sky,
And once, and twice, we heard her cry;
And saw her lift white hands on high
And toss her troubled hair.
What shape was this who came to us,
With basilisk eyes so ominous,
With mouth so sweet, so poisonous,
And tortured hands so pale?
We saw her wavering to and fro,
Through dark and wind we saw her go;
Yet what her name was did not know;
And felt our spirits fail.
We tried to turn away; but still
Above we heard her sorrow thrill;
And those that slept, they dreamed of ill
And dreadful things:
Of skies grown red with rending flames
And shuddering hills that cracked their frames;
Of twilights foul with wings;
And skeletons dancing to a tune;
And cries of children stifled soon;
And over all a blood-red moon
A dull and nightmare size.
They woke, and sought to go their ways,
Yet everywhere they met her gaze,
Her fixed and burning eyes.
Who are you now, —we cried to her—
Spirit so strange, so sinister?
We felt dead winds above us stir;
And in the darkness heard
A voice fall, singing, cloying sweet,
Heavily dropping, though that heat,
Heavy as honeyed pulses beat,
Slow word by anguished word.
And through the night strange music went
With voice and cry so darkly blent
We could not fathom what they meant;
Save only that they seemed
To thin the blood along our veins,
Foretelling vile, delirious pains,
And clouds divulging blood-red rains
Upon a hill undreamed.
And this we heard: "Who dies for me,
He shall possess me secretly,
My terrible beauty he shall see,
And slake my body's flame.
But who denies me cursed shall be,
And slain, and buried loathsomely,
And slimed upon with shame."
And darkness fell. And like a sea
Of stumbling deaths we followed, we
Who dared not stay behind.
There all night long beneath a cloud
We rose and fell, we struck and bowed,
We were the ploughman and the ploughed,
Our eyes were red and blind.
And some, they said, had touched her side,
Before she fled us there;
And some had taken her to bride;
And some lain down for her and died;
Who had not touched her hair,
Ran to and fro and cursed and cried
And sought her everywhere.
"Her eyes have feasted on the dead,
And small and shapely is her head,
And dark and small her mouth," they said,
"And beautiful to kiss;
Her mouth is sinister and red
As blood in moonlight is."
Then poets forgot their jeweled words
And cut the sky with glittering swords;
And innocent souls turned carrion birds
To perch upon the dead.
Sweet daisy fields were drenched with death,
The air became a charnel breath,
Pale stones were splashed with red.
Green leaves were dappled bright with blood
And fruit trees murdered in the bud;
And when at length the dawn
Came green as twilight from the east,
And all that heaving horror ceased,
Silent was every bird and beast,
And that dark voice was gone.
No word was there, no song, no bell,
No furious tongue that dream to tell;
Only the dead, who rose and fell
Above the wounded men;
And whisperings and wails of pain
Blown slowly from the wounded grain,
Blown slowly from the smoking plain;
And silence fallen again.
Until at dusk, from God knows where,
Beneath dark birds that filled the air,
Like one who did not hear or care,
Under a blood-red cloud,
An aged ploughman came alone
And drove his share through flesh and bone,
And turned them under to mould and stone;
All night long he ploughed.
-Conrad Aiken🥀
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