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natimiles · 5 hours

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Me?? Writing Mozart???? Anyone writing Mozart is a surprise surprise tbh. I bully him too much and therefore it's so hard for me to write him. Is this good? Not exactly. But the Mozart simps can't say I never did anything for them

BUT YOU'RE ALSO GETTING TWO SMUT FICS IN ONE DAY??? let's just say I'm feeling some type of way. You bitches getting fed today.

Mozart has been living outside the mansion for a few months now. He has an apartment in the city so that he wouldn't have to take a carriage back and forth.

For a while you were going back and forth between the mansion and his apartment. There are plenty of days where he is working nonstop and you try to take care of him and try to get him to take a break but it's no use.

"Süße," you call out for him from the couch but he doesn't move. "Süße," you look over at him. He's at his desk, writing music or replying to letters you assume. You pout. "Süße."

You know he can hear you. Why isn't he answering. "Wolfgang!" it took you so long to get used to calling him that. It still feels weird. You sit up on the couch, about to get to if he didn't hear you this time.

"Hm? What is it?" He still doesn't look up, but at least he answers you.

"Didn't you hear me?"

"I did. You just didn't say it right," he chuckles at you while you huff.

You get up and go over to him, putting your arms over his shoulders. "That's what you call me. How am I saying it wrong?"

"It's süßer for me," he drops his own and holds one of your hands.

"Oh wow, so different," you pout, but you still kiss the top of his head. You try to pull him from his chair. "Come spend time with me," you whine. "You have been glued to your desk for days."

You keep trying to pull him up but he's not budging. He laughs softly seeing how determined you are. "Okay okay. Just let me finish writing this letter," he kisses the hand he's holding and you let him go.

"Okay, but that's it for today!"

You let him finish writing it while you go into the kitchen to figure out what to make for dinner. It was getting to be around the time you should start cooking.

You get a few things out and set them on the counter. "I wonder if he'll want to eat tonight," you talk to yourself and turn around and see Mozart walking in.

You smile and go up to him to hug him tightly.

"You've been so mean to me," you look up at him pouting.

"What? I haven't done anything."

"Exactly," you glare at him. "I need attention."

He then hugs you back, holding you close. "Attention? Like this?" He kisses you, making you him softly.

"Mmm, more please," he kisses you again and you kiss back. "You taste like coffee," you giggle.

"I have been drinking quite a bit."

"No more for the rest of the night. You need proper sleep," you kiss him again before letting him go to go back to the counter. "Do you want to eat with me tonight?"

"Depends. What are you making?" He walks over to see what you pulled out

"Nothing too spicy, I promise," you chuckle, remembering last time he tried something new from you. You added way too many spices for him to handle.

He seems to think for a moment. "I'll try it."

"Perfect! I'll start cooking soon then."

You smile and take his hand, taking him back to the living room. All you want is to curl up next to him for a while, have him play with your hair while you relax. Which does happen.

You sit in his lap, leaning against him while he is brushing his fingers through your hair, getting out some loose knots. You lift your head up to kiss him.

It was only meant to be a little kiss, but once he kissed you back you didn't want to stop. He didn't try to pull away either. You both kept going.

Shifting on his lap, you face him, your legs on either side. His hands rest on your hips. You moan softly, arms going over his shoulders.

You can't help but start to rock your hips, getting a moan out of him. Your grip onto his shirt, getting more worked up.

He stills your hips, holding you down.

"What do you think you're doing," it's a lighthearted tease. He wants to hear you say it.

"C-can we go to the bedroom. Please," you start to whine.

His hands slide down your body and before you know it he's standing and holding you. You always forget about that vampiric strength, even still, you wrap your legs around his waist and hold on around his neck.

As he carries you, you start kissing his neck, lightly nibbling at his skin.

He drops you on the bed, giving you the view of him taking his shirt off. You sit there and watch rather than getting your own clothes off.

Mozart tosses his shirt to the side and looks down at you. "I can't do much if you keep your clothes on."

You immediately blush and fumble with your clothes, wanting them off as quickly as you can. You're clothes are barely to the floor and Mozart gets on top of you, kissing you roughly.

Keeping your lips together, you move further back onto the bed so you aren't along the edge, Mozart following you, not breaking the kiss until you lay back.

Lifting up one of your legs he kisses your ankle as he brings it over his shoulder.

"You're so beautiful," he smiles, getting you to blush before he slides into you.

You moan, quickly trying to bite your lip to stay quiet.

With one hand on your leg and another on your hip he starts to thrust into you.

He keeps a steady rhythm, but then again why wouldn't he. Getting more comfortable, he gets rougher. Nearly pulling out all the way before thrusting back in, making sure he's going as deep as he can.

He pulls your leg up further, redirecting your hips, hitting you in a new spot. Your moans get louder and he quickly reaches up to cover your mouth.

"Be quiet," he kisses. "The window is open."

You completely forgot about that. The window right above the headboard of the bed was open, letting in a light breeze. You were wondering why you occasionally got a chill.

You whine under his hand, not able to stop moaning. "Th-then close it."

You grit your teeth as his hips only snap harder. You swear the sound of his hips rutting against you is louder than your moans.

He takes his hand off your mouth and kisses you instead, causing both of you to lose your breath quickly. Panting in each other's mouths.

You wrap your arms around him, leaving red streaks along his back. Your leg that was over this shoulder is now around his waist, keeping him close.

His fingers interlock with yours, holding them down into the mattress.

"You feel close, süße," his lips trail down to your neck. "Why don't I help with that."

"Wolfg-ahh!"

His fangs piece your skin, giving him the pleasure of your blood and giving you the pleasure of reaching your climax. He didn't seem to care about the window being open at that moment.

Your moans went on for as long as his fangs were in you. His hands squeeze yours, his movement suddenly gets faster, until he pushes himself as deep as he can go, filling you with cum.

You squeeze his hands back, buck your hips up, moaning with him.

Mozart licks the bite clean and sits up, licking a few drops of blood off his lips while looking at you.

Your chest heaves, and you whine when he pulls out of you.

You don't feel like making dinner now, but you don't want to be done with him yet.

When Mozart lays down next to you, you sit up, getting on his lap.

He looks up at you surprised. "What are you-"

"I don't want to be done just yet," you smirk, sitting yourself down on his cock

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#ikevamp mozart #mdni #ikevamp nsfw #ikevamp fanfics #ikevamp

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natimiles · 5 hours

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His smile is too bright ;; o ;;

#ikesen fanarts #ikesen mitsunari #ikesen

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natimiles · 9 hours

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Happy birthday Shakespeare (even though when I googled your birthday should be in April but nvm) and enjoy your pocky trauma day! Please reciprocate her love. 🥳

Bonus:

Here is a star 🌟 for effort, Mc.

#ikevamp fanarts #ikevamp shakespeare #ikevamp #ikevamp mc

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natimiles · 9 hours

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@chandeliermichel ROGER WITH THE FLOWER CROWN

my hands were shaking so badly i could barely write my name so i didnt end up coloring

too bad becaus eroger deserved better

#ROGER WITH THE FLOWER CROWN #ikevil roger #ikevil fanarts #ikevil

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natimiles · 10 hours

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Is this because I spared you in Vivi's hunger games? :3 HAEUHSSUAHAUAH

#💌 shojun #ask me #talking time

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natimiles · 10 hours

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I feel like it makes sense to give you this

HAUSHEUSHEUSHAUAH I SEE NOTHING WRONG AROUND HERE.

Also, I love the fact irl Isaac died a virgin and they used that in-game.

#💌 arson #ask me #talking time #ikevamp isaac

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natimiles · 15 hours

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I always knew I'd be the first to die on these things, HAUSHAUSHSUAHAUAHA

You're welcome, @sh0jun. I'm sorry, @aquagirl1978 UAUSHAUAHA

dove isn't taking the pacifist right this time i see

i think if you wanna win the hunger games you probably should stop sparing people all the time but. i do like shojun and luka so i will not complain. and im so sorry solace.. the hunger games is not a fun time

hey lux. lux i have my eyes on you. im not saying something bad is going to happen im just saying i have my eyes on you.

???

not only did aqua take v from me BUT EDIE KILLS MY FIRSTBORN CHILD. WHAT HAPPENED TO FAMILY. see i fucking knew that sword edie got wasnt gonna end well

this sounds very in character

??? what an interesting way to die... at least they didnt die alone LIKE A CERTAIN SOMEONE IM ABOUT TO SHOW YOU

WHAT A PATHETIC WAY TO DIE VIVI. YOU COULD DO BETTER THAN THIS.

drew and arson huh...

v baby please avenge me :((

pay respects to @orangejuice707 @natimiles @aquagirl1978 @judejazza AND ME. FUCKING HELL

#mutual hunger games #random things #💌 vivi

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natimiles · 18 hours

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From a Mean Lie, Love Begins - Roger Barel

As usual, can’t guarantee 100% accuracy on this. Secondhand embarrassment ahead.

After finishing dinner, I had some free time and so I decided to help Roger with his research.

As I descended the stairs leading to the basement like usual, I heard two people talking and stopped in my tracks.

(Roger and…Harrison?)

Their expressions were so serious that I couldn’t find the right time to call out to them.

Harrison: …In such a bad shape?

Roger: Yeah. Heard from experts that it can’t be returned to its original state. Spine’s so wrecked and can’t stand without support.

Harrison: So caught up in research that you can’t even take care of yourself. What a laugh. …Could’ve done something about it if it was caught sooner.

(What does he mean…? Roger, are you in such a bad state that you can’t stand…?)

He looked fine last night while happily drinking.

(But…there are some illnesses out there that are invisible)

(Was he self-destructing by drinking so much because he couldn’t save himself…?)

Roger: Well, I’ll see what I can do for now. I got a reputation of not being a quitter. Just gotta hang in there ‘til the end. If you can’t…then we’ll deal with it when the time comes.

As I secretly peeped at them, I saw Roger give a weak smile.

(Roger’s body really is wrecked…)

(He couldn’t have been lying if Harrison’s there…)

I couldn’t bring myself to say anything and quietly left before they could notice.

–

(I wasn’t aware that Roger’s condition was that bad…)

(But now that I know…I can change my behavior)

(Tomorrow, I’ll do my best to support Roger so that he doesn’t suffer)

The day after learning about Roger’s condition, I secretly made a decision. I’ll immediately start helping him out.

–

Kate: Here, Roger. Open your mouth please.

After cutting the meat on the plate into bite-sized pieces, I held it up to Roger’s mouth.

Roger: …? I can eat by myself, lil’ lady.

Kate: Please don’t overwork yourself! I’ll be supporting you throughout your life!

Roger: The hell’s gotten into you?

Roger tried to stand up with a puzzled look on his face, and I rushed to stop him.

Kate: Ah, please don’t force yourself to stand!

Roger: I just wanna get a drink…

Kate: I’ll get it for you!

I stood up instead and got Roger a glass of water.

Kate: Here you go Roger.

Roger: Thanks…

Alfons: Good grief…Stop worrying about that muscle-headed, research-obsessed idiot and feed me, little robin?

Kate: …You’re feeling fine, aren’t you Alfons? You don’t need help, do you?

Alfons: I’m certainly feeling rather energized this morning, however…

With the way you’re speaking…You make it sound as if Roger’s not well.

Kate: …

I became depressed as I thought back to yesterday’s conversation.

Roger: …Lil’ lady?

Kate: I heard it yesterday. The conversation between you and Harrison… That your body was so wrecked that you couldn’t stand…!

Roger: Hm? That’s…

Alfons: Oh? I knew you wouldn’t live long but is it finally time to kick the bucket?

Roger: …

At the question, Roger exchanged glances with Harrison and then let out a sigh.

Roger: …Everyone’s gonna wind up six feet under eventually. It just depends on when.

(If you’re not denying it, then it’s true…?)

Kate: Please don’t talk about giving up like that…! I may not understand your condition, but I’ll be supporting you from today onward!

Roger: That’s helpful. Well I got some research I’d like you to help me with now…

Kate: Please leave it to me!

–

I was helping Roger out with his research like he’d asked and it was approaching midnight.

Roger: It’s getting late. Why don’t you get back to your room, lil’ lady?

Kate: What about you?

Roger: …I’ll get some rest too.

Kate: Liar. You’re going to keep working, aren’t you?

When I glared at Roger for that impromptu lie, he just shrugged.

Roger: …I got some interesting data so I wanna work on it for a bit longer.

Kate: It’s not like the data’s going anywhere tomorrow and the numbers won’t change. Take it easy and look after yourself.

I forced Roger out of his chair and onto an infirmary bed.

Roger: Are you planning on helping me not just today, but the next day onward too?

Kate: Yes. I’m worried about your health so that’s my intention.

Roger: Heh, your thoughts never fail to surprise me. You’d agree to anything I’d ask you right now, wouldn’t you?

Kate: Is there anything else you want me to do?!

Roger asked me to help with his research today, but…that’s just an extension of how I usually help him.

(If I could do anything for Roger since he’s not physically well…I’d do it)

Roger: Yeah…How about this. Kiss me. Roger grabbed my hand as he sat up in bed.

(Why a kiss…ah)

(If you don’t feel well, then you’ll feel even more lonely or hopeless…)

No doubt the kiss wouldn’t have any special feeling behind it…rather, it’d just be some physical contact to fill the loneliness.

(Roger’s selfishly kissed me numerous times before)

(No point in rejecting him at this point)

(More importantly, I’d like to help Roger when I can…)

Because I’m standing, I don’t have to go on my tiptoes to kiss him today.

To keep it from getting in the way,I tucked my hair behind my ear with the hand not being held by Roger.

Kate: Nn…

I gave Roger a light peck.

Though it was just a brief, I filled Roger’s heart with all the compassion I could muster.

Roger: Ha…it’s still not enough.

Roger tugged hard on the hand he was holding.

Kate: …Oof

Roger was pushed down onto the bed as he pulled me toward him.

Kate: A-are you alright?! Does it hurt anywhere?

Roger: Nothing hurts so just leave it. That aside, do it again.

Kate: …

At his begging, I pushed Roger down and kissed him again.

This time, his hand went up to the back of my head to keep me from pulling away too soon.

Kate: Nn…haaa…

Roger’s tongue slid into my mouth and tangled with mine.

Breathtaking kisses were something Roger had shown me.

(I don’t know how many more kisses like this I’ll get…)

The thought of it made my heart ache…I continued to kiss Roger to make him happy.

Roger: …You’d really do anything, wouldn’t you?

Roger mumbled as our lips parted.

Roger: Do you do this with anyone you know is weak…?

(I tried to imagine it but…it’d be difficult to do this with anyone but Roger)

(Roger’s touched me before, so it’s a different set of obstacles from others…I think)

Kate: I think it’s normal to want to do things for someone who’s suffering.

Roger: …If that’s the case, then I can’t just go quietly.

Kate: …Huh?

Roger: Who’ll take care of Crown when I’m gone? They could call in a doctor from the outside, but it’d be hard to respond at my speed. And if that does happen, you’d have a lot of weak men lying around you. Don’t wanna put you in a situation where you’d be compassionate toward weak men besides me.

(Are you saying this to protect me…? But…)

Kate: But even if you say that, your body’s already…

Roger: Ah…Think it’s time I cleared up this misunderstanding.

Kate: Misunderstanding…?

Roger: That conversation you heard between Harrison and me was actually about—

~~ Flashback ~~

Roger: …?

Harrison: What’s up?

Roger: Nothing, just heard the lil’ lady’s footsteps…But she turned back.

Harrison: She probably read the air when she saw how serious we looked.

Roger: We weren’t talking about anything important so she could’ve just come in.

Harrison: Not important…Roger, do you really understand the value of this book? It’s a book signed by Edgar Allan Poe and it got ruined by chemicals…! The spine’s falling apart and the chemical’s made the text fade so much it’s unreadable. It couldn’t even stand on its own when I put it on a bookshelf…

Roger: It was a gift, but I got so caught up in my research that I got careless.

Harrison: *sigh*...This is why people only interested in research are nothing but trouble.

~~ End flashback ~~

Roger: So…It wasn’t me that got wrecked but a book.

Kate: Really…?

Roger: Yeah, really. As you can see, I’m healthy as a horse. Sorry for playing around with you without clearing it up right away. Thought it’d be a good excuse to get you to help with some research. I’ll take all your complaints.

Kate: Y-you’re the worst!!

With a singular curse, I ran out and to my room.

After closing the door, I collapsed on the spot.

Kate: That’s a relief… At least Roger isn’t dying…!

Feeling relieved, uncontrollable feelings spilled out in the form of tears.

I ran from Roger because I didn’t want him to see me cry.

Roger’s voice: …Lil’ lady.

Roger’s voice could be heard from out in the hallway.

Kate: W-what is it? I’m mad at you right now…!

Roger’s voice: I wanna apologize, so open the door.

Kate: Don’t want to…

Roger’s voice: That so. …With the lie I told, I don’t blame you.

I thought Roger would give up once I refused him, but he showed no signs of leaving.

Kate: Um…You’re not going back to your room?

Roger: I’m gonna wait ‘til you open the door for me.

(If you say that, then i have no choice but to open the door…)

I wiped my eyes and opened the door.

Roger: …

Kate: D-did you by chance…hear anything when I came back to my room?

Roger’s curse gave him supernatural hearing.

“At least Roger isn’t dying…”

If he heard me say that as I cried, then my angry act would be all for nothing.

Roger: No? Didn’t hear anything. Anyway, I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have let that misunderstanding about my life go that far.

Kate: … …You said you lied to get me to help you. So why the kiss?

Roger: You were worrying so much over taking care of me that it was endearing. I wanted to dote on you.

Kate: That wasn’t doting?! I’d call that making things difficult for me!

Roger: Really? I always thought you enjoyed the kisses. If I got the wrong idea then sorry. Let’s try again to be sure.

Kate: Why are you always taking things in that direction! Do you even actually feel sorry at all?

Roger: I think so…Sorry.

Roger’s sudden, touching apology distracted me from my anger.

Roger: I won’t lie to you anymore. If me living longer makes you happy, then I’ll do just that.

Kate: I-I knew it. You did hear what I said when I got back to my room!

Roger: Whoops, that’s right. I didn’t hear a thing.

Kate: If you’re going to lie, then go through with it…!

Roger: Pfft…Haha.

Kate: …What are you laughing at?

Roger: Though I love how you look when you cry, I think I also love the way you yell with so much energy. Sorry for worrying you the whole day.

Roger roughly patted my head.

As I begrudgingly looked up at him, I realized that my heart was racing again.

(Roger already heard me say that I was relieved that he wasn’t going to die, but…)

(...I hope he doesn’t notice the sound of my heart racing as he pats my head)

#WHY ROGER WHY #WHY YOU KEEP MAKING ME FALL FOR YOU #STUPID ROGER THAT I ALREADY LOVE SO MUCH #ikevil translations #ikevil #ikevil roger

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natimiles · 1 day

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*sighs while dramatically sliding to the floor*

I miss Ieyasu and Kanetsugu...

#nati simps #ikesen ieyasu #ikesen kanetsugu #ikesen #ikemen sengoku

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natimiles · 1 day

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I LOVE THIS SCENE SO MUUUUUCH! HAUSHAUAHAUAHA Kenshin running around Ieyasu and MC 😂

And Nobunaga is such a little shit! HAUSHAUAHAUSHAUASHUAAHAUSHAHSHA I love that playful side of him.

Ieyasu's dramatic ending

Another wonderful scene from Ieyasu's route. This time from the dramatic ending.

There is more...

I would love to see that scene))))))

Poor Ieyasu… So many men have fell to Mai's charm, and he needs to shoo them away somehow…

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#ikesen screenshots #ikesen ieyasu #ikesen kenshin #ikesen nobunaga #ikesen mitsunari #ikesen

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natimiles · 1 day

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i can’t.

#i can't either #ikesen kanetsugu #ikesen screenshots #ikesen

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natimiles · 1 day

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Harrison would probably also be a victim, cause Victor 😭

#ikevil memes #ikevil

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natimiles · 1 day

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...but his weight is a welcome comfort that you’ve come to enjoy. It won’t last long, you know, after your heart calms down and he’s had his fill of listening to it, he’ll pull you onto his chest and urge you to fall asleep there...

☆ @queengiuliettafirstlady requested:

「Hello I hope not yo bother but like I saw your request for Ikevil are open and I just getting started into it but I have a lil idea if possible can I have Roger x Fem Reader Nsfw with body worship and praise kink toward the reader ? 🙏👉👈 I read your latest one with him and instantly this idea poppedup in my mknd cause that was so good 🤤Thank you Have a wonderful day 🙌😘」

☾ freya replies: Did not intend this to be so soft -- but here we are, I can never resist body worship fics to be soft ;_;

Reign

Roger Barel/Female Bodied Reader 1495 words CW: Drawing on body, oral sex (f! receiving), body image issues, body worship, sound!kink, biting, scratching, piv, vaginal sex REQUESTS ☾ MASTERLIST

Prompt: Body Worship for My 300 follower event; invitation to crown

“Stay still.”

Roger’s deep voice is still and calm, his eyes focused on his work. When more giggles burst out of your mouth, the corner of his lips twitch up into a smile, his large hand holding your naked body still in front of him.

“So, Doctor,” you ask, peering at him. “What’s the verdict?”

Flashing you a smile, he gives no response other than to return to what he was doing. To imagine this was his response to walking in on you standing naked in front of a mirror, pulling at parts of your bodied you deemed not good enough for him. He’d hauled you over his shoulder, dumping you on the bed, and after leaving your side for the briefest of moments, had returned with a few lipsticks.

When all you’d done is cocked an eyebrow at him, he’d begun to draw all over your body with them. Marking all the places on your body he liked, all the ones you liked to be touched (as a way to make you squirm and moan when he ran the lipstick over your already hard nipples). Five lipsticks later, your entire body was covered and still he didn’t seem content. If anything, when he stood up and threw the final lipstick aside, this one also entirely worn out like the others, he looked troubled.

“What is it?”

Roger gulps and you sit up hesitantly, reaching out for his arm. Why does he look like this?

“I don’t think you realise just what a hold you have over me.”

“What?”

His other hand comes up to grip yours and remove it from his arm. Gently, he lifts it to his lips and plants a small kiss on your palm as in reverence. “I can colour all of your body, but the rest of you-” he frowns more. “The deepest parts of you— I can’t touch them”

“You do a good job of reaching them-” you murmur, blushing and covering your mouth when you realise you’ve said it out loud. It had meant to be just for your thoughts, but- “I-I-”

“Oh, yeah?”

“Roger….”

“I suppose the easiest way to show you just what a hold you have over me is to make love to you so deeply you can feel how much I love you forever.”

Your heart beats wildly as he lowers himself to his knees, grabbing your hips at the same time to pull your legs over the edge of the bed. For a long moment, Roger doesn’t move; his ear pressed against the inside of your thighs with his eyes closed. He’s done this a few times; enjoying the sound of your heartbeat, he’d said once, enjoying the sound of the blood rushing to your pussy-

The memory of his words catches your breath in your throat, and you don’t even need to pay attention to the burn between your legs. The smirk on Roger’s lips is enough to tell you the effect it’s having on you. It’s insane, you think, that a man has such a control over you. Just thinking about something he said one night many months ago is enough to do this.

Roger leaves you no time to contemplate before his lips savour you. His tongue instantly pushing past your wet lips to delve deep inside of you. You moan loudly, reaching out to grip his hair with one hand, the other reaching above you for his pillow. He makes no effort to hide the lewd sounds his mouth makes on your wet pussy, nor do you try and stifle your moans and blissful sighs at the feeling of his tongue exploring the deepest parts of you. Sometimes he pauses to suck at your clit, but Roger has always liked to take his time on this part; no matter how needy he is for you, even if he’s hard and grabs your hand to pump him through his trousers, he will always get on his knees and take his time to savour you, as if you’re a queen reigning over him. Truthfully you think he’s the one ruling over you — how he can play your body like a game of chess, his fingers so skilfully pulling reactions from you you’re positive he’s committed to memory.

Eventually he pulls away, lips moving to your thighs to place kisses along the insides of them. It had been them you’d been beating yourself up over when he’d entered the room, and he seemed to be paying extra attention to them. Truly there was no hesitation anywhere in his actions as he placed kisses all the way down to your toes. Even when you giggled at the ticklish sensations, all he did was smile and rise to his feet so he could lean down and place a kiss on your lips.

Your body is quickly covered in his, your hands freeing his cock from his confines with practiced motions. If he had ever found part of you repulsive, he’s never shown it. You now really the thoughts about your body come from your own worries than anything he’s ever made you feel — that it’s something for you to battle about you, but just knowing how much he reveres you, how much he treasures your body —

How beautiful he makes you feel when he brushes hair from your face, flashing you a handsome smile, before he thrusts inside of you.

His size stretches you and a loud gasp of his name falls from your lips as you grip onto his back. Roger grunts in response, snapping his hips fully against yours. For a moment your vision blurs, each tear kissed away by him in an instant — and, when they are fully gone, Roger makes love to you.

It is unlike his usual love making; this time it is slow and tender, the rocking of two bodies together. Your bodies pressed close together, you clutching onto him and his face buried into the crook of your neck where he whispers things so quiet you can’t hear them — but the way your heart races you’re positive you understand them. Words of love carefully strung together in a way that will hold you together for the rest of your life. To seek yourself in someone else, you’d always thought, was folly — was not how you were supposed to spend your life, and yet here you are, contently wrapped in his arms wondering what the hell you’d been so worried about.

All over your body the remnants of the lipstick marks remain, you can feel them whenever your muscles or skin moves, and whenever Roger lifts himself even a little you can see them staining the front of his clothes. No part of you hadn’t been marked by them and recalling his earlier worry that he couldn’t love parts of you he couldn’t reach—

Quickly, yet gently, you grab his face and pull his lips close to yours. “I love you.”

Roger is dumbstruck, just for a moment, before he kisses you deeply. His kiss is far rougher than his love making, biting your lip and thrusting his tongue into your mouth. You lift a leg to wrap around his waist, gasping out at the new angle and whimpering into his mouth. You’re so close, so close-

No one knows your body like him.

The instant Roger knows you’re at the edge, it only takes one well placed touch of his fingers to pull your hips against him more to push you over. You cry out into his mouth while he steals your breath with his kiss, your climax gripping you tightly around each part of his body; nails digging into his back through his shirt, your pussy clenching around his cock pulling his own high from him. You feel him fill you up, short grunts rumbling in his throat before he finally falls still on top of you.

Roger is heavy, but his weight is a welcome comfort that you’ve come to enjoy. It won’t last long, you know, after your heart calms down and he’s had his fill of listening to it, he’ll pull you onto his chest and urge you to fall asleep there while he strokes your back. You’ll always wake up hours later, dressed in clean pyjamas, any marks looked after by him, with a glass of water and a small snack prepared for you. You always wonder why he bothers — he knows the moment you wake up, and before you’ve ever managed to reach for the water, he’s always found himself at your side, checking you over to make sure he’s not been too rough.

Truly, no one loves you or your body as much as he does.

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☆ @queengiuliettafirstlady requested:

☾ freya replies: Did not intend this to be so soft -- but here we are, I can never resist body worship fics to be soft ;_;

Reign

Roger Barel/Female Bodied Reader 1495 words CW: Drawing on body, oral sex (f! receiving), body image issues, body worship, sound!kink, biting, scratching, piv, vaginal sex REQUESTS ☾ MASTERLIST

Prompt: Body Worship for My 300 follower event; invitation to crown

“Stay still.”

“So, Doctor,” you ask, peering at him. “What’s the verdict?”

“What is it?”

Roger gulps and you sit up hesitantly, reaching out for his arm. Why does he look like this?

“I don’t think you realise just what a hold you have over me.”

“What?”

“You do a good job of reaching them-” you murmur, blushing and covering your mouth when you realise you’ve said it out loud. It had meant to be just for your thoughts, but- “I-I-”

“Oh, yeah?”

“Roger….”

“I suppose the easiest way to show you just what a hold you have over me is to make love to you so deeply you can feel how much I love you forever.”

How beautiful he makes you feel when he brushes hair from your face, flashing you a handsome smile, before he thrusts inside of you.

Quickly, yet gently, you grab his face and pull his lips close to yours. “I love you.”

No one knows your body like him.

Truly, no one loves you or your body as much as he does.

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@nightghoul381 @natimiles @celiciaa @nani-nani-nani @starlitmanor-network

@candied-boys @aquagirl1978 @tele86 @aria-chikage @sh0jun

@queengiuliettafirstlady @judesmoonbeauty @maries-gallery

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natimiles · 1 day

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☆ @queengiuliettafirstlady requested:

☾ freya replies: Did not intend this to be so soft -- but here we are, I can never resist body worship fics to be soft ;_;

Reign

Roger Barel/Female Bodied Reader 1495 words CW: Drawing on body, oral sex (f! receiving), body image issues, body worship, sound!kink, biting, scratching, piv, vaginal sex REQUESTS ☾ MASTERLIST

Prompt: Body Worship for My 300 follower event; invitation to crown

“Stay still.”

“So, Doctor,” you ask, peering at him. “What’s the verdict?”

“What is it?”

Roger gulps and you sit up hesitantly, reaching out for his arm. Why does he look like this?

“I don’t think you realise just what a hold you have over me.”

“What?”

“You do a good job of reaching them-” you murmur, blushing and covering your mouth when you realise you’ve said it out loud. It had meant to be just for your thoughts, but- “I-I-”

“Oh, yeah?”

“Roger….”

“I suppose the easiest way to show you just what a hold you have over me is to make love to you so deeply you can feel how much I love you forever.”

How beautiful he makes you feel when he brushes hair from your face, flashing you a handsome smile, before he thrusts inside of you.

Quickly, yet gently, you grab his face and pull his lips close to yours. “I love you.”

No one knows your body like him.

Truly, no one loves you or your body as much as he does.

taglist

@nightghoul381 @natimiles @celiciaa @nani-nani-nani @starlitmanor-network

@candied-boys @aquagirl1978 @tele86 @aria-chikage @sh0jun

@queengiuliettafirstlady @judesmoonbeauty @maries-gallery

#me horny for this man another day #ikevil roger #mdni #ikevil nsfw

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