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Flashbacks

Warnings: Smut, Degrading, fingering (R receiving), slight Oral (R receiving)

Word count: 699

Her meeting was dragging on, she couldn't bear to listen to these men talk for one more minute, her mind was on you, all of you, how you tasted when she ate you out on the table yesterday, she silently groaned, just wanting to hear your moans again.

“Enough. This is burning me, I'm going back to my tent, if you argue, argue with each other not me” She says sternly as she gets up, straightening out her dress as she walks back to your shared tent.

As she walked in, she saw you, already asleep, a black nightgown covering your body, her eyes wandered your form, appreciating the view, a beautiful fucking view. 

She slipped out of her dress and crawled onto the makeshift bed, wrapping her arm around your waist as she laid on her side beside you, her hand gently playing with your hair, she couldn't help but think about what you'd look like with braids, it made her want to win braids just for you.

Her mind wandered from you with braids to the night of your marriage.

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She had just slid the ring onto your finger as the high priestess said “You may kiss the bride”

She cupped the back of your neck and pulls you into a deep kiss, a soft gasp left your lips as you gripped the edges of her dress, 

She wanted to take you there and then, her hand slid down from your neck to your waist as she led you away from the altar and to the bedroom, her hand tightly gripping your waist, she didn't want to let go.

She kicked the door open as you arrived at the door, a soft groan leaving her as she kissed your neck, your head tilting back to give her better access.

She laid you down on the bed, “This wedding means you belong to me” She said harshly as she hiked your dress up to your hips.

“You belong to me too” You replied, blush coating your cheeks, your voice was soft and needy as the smell of your arousal started filling the room

She chuckled softly as she kissed your thighs, pulling down your panties, slowly, teasingly, your panties coated in your arousal, ruined, “Fuck” She says as she spreads your folds, “Your soaked, little dove” she says pleased.

Blush coated your cheeks more, shame filling you, “Is that good?” You asked, you didn't want to admit you were a virgin to her, it was less common in women now, most women turning to prostitution for money or just for fun

“Yes, little dove, it's very good” She smirks as she dives in, her tongue lapping up your wetness with skill and eagerness, her tongue flicking your clit as she gripped your thighs, soft moans and mewls escaping your lips as you gripped onto her hair.

Daenerys pulled back, bring her fingers to your pussy and coating them in your arousal before gently thrusting them in, a loud unexpected moan leaving you, “Shh, tell me when I can move” She kisses your jaw, waiting for you to adjust, your hips wiggle slightly as you try adjust, getting used to being filled, a slightly nod to her “Okay” she kisses you deeply as she starts thrusting her fingers into you, gentle at first.

Your walls clenching around her fingers, you kissed her as desperately as you could to keep yourself from falling apart, as your grip tightened in her hair she started thrusting faster, whispering dirty things against your lips, “My slutty dove, taking my fingers so well, your my little slut aren't you” She whispers against your lips, a soft whine is the response you give.

Your mind not able to form new words or even old words as your so close, her thumb rubs your clit as she thrusts in and out roughly, pounding into you, “KHALEESI” You cry out as you cum on her fingers, a shudder a moan leaving her as you call her by her dothraki title

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She pants softly as the memory stops, she remembers that night vividly, the marriage may have been arranged but she still wanted to love you.

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Natasha Romanoff One Shots

Prompt: Natasha has money, too much, her husband doesnt pay her attention, her work is stressful, so she indulges in a little self pleasure, spoiling a sweet college girl

Warnings: Age gap, Natasha - 42 Reader - 19 or 20

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Stockholm Syndrome Series

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Whimpers

Trigger warning: Mentions of wrists being cut, mentions of blood, Mean nat slightly, mentions of stockholm syndrome

Word count: 462

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You woke up, a soft whimper falling from your lips as your eyes started adjusting to the dark, confusion filled your mind as you tried to move but couldn't, soft clicking sounds anytime you attempted to move your wrists, ‘this isn't the library’ you think as you desperately try to move but your arms bound by chains.

A soft scared whimper comes from your lips as you try look around, the walls have water damage, the floor looks rundown and disgusting, the bed is lumpy as if the mattress hasn't been changed in many years 

Soft whimpers continuing leaving you as you try to fight against the restraints and get out, your chest rising and falling rapidly as your fear takes over, ‘Where am I?!’ ‘Who did this?!’ Where the two main thoughts in your mind as your wrists started to bleed from how the metal caught on your wrist.

A soft disapproving hum came from the air, confusion filled you, you weren't alone

“The first day of being kidnapped and already trying to escape, tsk” the voice comes again, her disappointment and disapproval so obvious in her tone

Harsh footsteps approached the bed causing your heart to drop down to your stomach, trying to hide itself as if it felt as much fear as you did

A band gripped your chin and yanked your head up causing your neck to strain, a soft but cold breath brushed over your ear, “Don't worry, pup, you'll learn to love it here soon enough, I'll make sure you never want to leave me” She chuckles softly as your skin pales.

Her hand gripped your wrist harshly and yanked it forward, you cried out in pale as the metal slices into you, “So messy” She mutters in amusement as she releases your wrists, your first instinct was to pull your chest and protect it but her grip made that impossible for you, “Dont be difficult detka, I want to clean your wounds, no need for them to get infected and kill you before I can fuck that pretty pussy of yours” She mutters in your ear as she wraps an arm around your waist, lifting you onto her hip, your feet still bound, ‘what was happening’ you thought to yourself, ‘I want to go home…’ 

Natasha carried you to the bathroom, not turning on a light so your senses wouldn't adjust, she wanted you to feel scared, vulnerable, alarmed, she wanted that fear, if she had it, she could turn it into love, stockholm syndrome, 

Stockholm syndrome is a psychological coping mechanism that can develop in hostages and kidnapping victims, causing them to form a positive bond with their captors. They rationalise abuse, grow attached, even love their captors, 

It was perfect, just like her.

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Just a prick

Content Warning: Mentions of needles, kidnapping, stalking, mentions of kidnapping

Word Count: 448

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Just a small pinch, that's all it was a small pinch to your neck, you thought nothing about it, you continued your studies, you had an exam coming up, english literature, you were desperate to pass, you wanted to work for Laurents corporation, a huge publishers company, the best of the best.

Your eyes started drooping, you thought it was from the lack of sleep, you didn't know she was behind you, with a needle that she put into your neck…worst mistake, you needed to turn around, see her, but you felt so tired, unable to keep your eyes awake, your body slowly softened as you leaned forward, ‘just five minutes..a small nap’ you though just as your eyes dropped, your brain fogged with all the drugs, you passed out..

Natasha was behind you, she saw you one day on her daily drive, you were walked with four books held tightly to your chest as you walked towards a library, you were wearing a black skirt, not short, it covered you, it made her think you were different, not even a few steps behind you was a girl in a short slutty skirt, men eyeing her up like she was eye candy and she relished in the attention, nats eyes drifted back to you as you pushed your glasses up slightly, your eyes on the ground as you walked, a white turtleneck, a knitted one, fuck, you were the most innocent girl she had seen, it turned her on, her jaw clenched as her fists clenched around the steering wheel.

That day she chose you, her victim, her only one.

She looked down at your unconscious body, a smirk across her face before she picked you up, your legs across her arms and your head lulled back, her elbow supporting your head as she carried you out to her car, she bought a new one just for this purpose of kidnapping you, she laid you down in the back seat and crossed the seatbelts so you'd be supported, she glanced at the library, “Fuck it” she muttered and walked back, collecting your bag and books before leaving and getting into the car 

The drive was long, she needed somewhere to hide you, somewhere that couldn't be traced, she studied kidnapped cases, serial killers to find their mistakes and correct them, she bought a cabin in the woods, from a offshore account so she couldn't be traded, she set up your room and a room for her, to ease you into your new lifestyle, she drove there, making sure not to be seen on cameras, the drive was long, annoying for her but it had to be done 

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Stockholm Syndrome

This will be a series where the reader gets kidnapped, there will be abuse, verbal, emotional, physical, there will be mental manipulation and mommy kink

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Word Count: 910

Nat talking - Will be in red

Reader talking - Will be in purple

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Chapter 1: Just a prick

Chapter 2: Whimpers

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Desire at first sight.

Prompt: Regina is the evil queen, set in the enchanted forest, the reader is a soft and innocent librarian in a village that regina goes to, regina takes interest in the reader and stalks her and makes her imagine things

Warnings: Fingering(R receiving) magic used, sucking on the clit, degradation, slight mommy kink, bondage

pequeña puta - Little whore (Google translate)

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Regina stepped off the carriage and looked around the poor village, a sheer cross her lips at the disgust of how poor this village is, she sighed and walked through the dirt into the village, people staring at her with fear and terror but trying to please her desperately so they aren't killed by her men.

Regina felt her stomach turn at the state, broken houses, dirty clothes, she looked around, looking for a reason to kill these people, put them out of their misery whilst having fun doing it, as her eyes travelled they landed on a library, a hint of interest in her eyes as she stepped closer to peer into the window.

Inside was a girl, her hair soft and curled, the colour gorgeous complimenting her skin tone perfectly, her dress was a charming vintage-inspired style. It features a fitted bodice with a V-neckline, a sleeveless cut worn over a puff-sleeve blouse, and a flared skirt that falls below the knee. The warm brown tone adds to the autumnal, rustic aesthetic.

Regina's eyes darkened with desire and annoyance, fuck sake, now she had a reason not to kill this village, she was never a single person but she could practically feel the innocents radiating off this girl, she needed to be slow and careful with her attempt at 

courtship.

She turned on her heel, a sharp ‘tsk’ coming from clicking her tongue on the roof of her mouth as she walked towards the carriage, yanking the door open and getting inside, frustration bubbling inside of her at being unable to take the lives of innocents

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A few days later 

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Regina had been watching you closely, watching your every movement, the slight movement in your lips when you like a book you're reading, the way you pull your lip between your lips when you read a steamy chapter. She smirked everytime you moved, crossing your legs when you felt a pang of arousal whilst reading a book about two women, leaning back on your chair when you were reading a comforting romance but sitting straight up rapidly when reading a thriller.

Enough was enough for regina, she summoned a book into her hand, a spicy romance between a witch and her apprentice, smut scenes that make her turned on, she smirked softly and made the book appear in your bookshelf with a small curse, the first time you touched the book she would be able to send in thoughts, but only the first time, she didn't want you thinking you were crazy.

She sat back and waited for you to pick up the book

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It wasn't until a few hours passed that you noticed the book, the black and purple cover catching your eye as you cleaned your shelves free of dust, your fingers wrapped around the book, Regina felt you touching the book, a cruel smirk crossed her face as she projected an image into your mind.

Your wrists bound to a chain hanging from the ceiling, naked, shaking from the cold, your nipples perking up at the cold breeze, her in front of you, her fingers trailing up and down your thigh, teasingly, getting you wet in seconds as an ache forms.

Your pussy clenching around thin air as she dips her fingers into your pussy, collecting your wetness on her fingers, “A sweet innocent girl, bound in front of me, I'm going to enjoy devouring this pussy, mi amore.” She smirks before gripping your thighs.

Her eyes glowing purple she guides your legs over her shoulder, she would never kneel.

Her tongue glides through your walls, groaning at the taste, she buried her head between your thighs, as she sucked on your clit, your slit rolling down your chin as your body becomes more and more aroused, her fingers glide under her chin, finding your entrance, she pushes one in and gently pushing it against the sides, moans falling from your lips as she stretches you out, sliding a second finger inside before she begins to roughly push in and out, pounding your pussy as she eats you out like your her desired dinner for the night, soft whimpers as your head lulls back, the chains a silent thanks to the gods knowing you'd fall without them keeping you up.

“You're so tight, pequeña puta” she groaned softly as she lapped up your wetness before going for your clit, nibbling and sucking as you got closer and closer to cumming 

“Oh, pequeña puta, cum, cum on mommys face” She mumbled against your clit, never moving, a cry of her name came as you-

The image ended, leaving you panting, your panties ruined, face flushed, confused…

“What was that…”

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Word count: 788

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Regina Mills One Shots

Prompt: Regina is the evil queen, set in the enchanted forest, the reader is a soft and innocent librarian in a village that regina goes to, regina takes interest in the reader and stalks her and makes her imagine things

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THE DRESS

Prompt: Arranged marriage

Warnings: Innocent wife - you, tongue fucking, fingering, kissing

Daenerys was stuck in a council meeting, from dawn till dusk, her frustration growing with every passing hour, 'why must they talk so much' she thought silently as she stared coldly at her men.

A cold breeze moves the tent fabric gently as if caressing it, a gently tap, an attempt at a knock but with no hard surface to make a sound, it was silently a tap, "Come in." She says coldly, her eyes slowly turning to gaze at the door as you walk in wearing a new dress, one she bought you, The dress is a regal, fantasy-inspired gown featuring a flowing, ice-blue and silver palette with elegant gradient effects. The dress is cinched with crisscrossing leather-like belts adorned with a detailed metallic brooch, and it's complemented by a dramatic cape with feathered pauldrons.

Daenerys eyes raked over your clothed form, her jaw clenching slightly, her eyes hardening, fuck you looked gorgeous, she waved her hand, a silently gesture for her men to get out, to leave you with her.

"I apologise for the interruption, Khaleesi. You missed supper" You say softly as her men leave the room, her gaze never leaving you or your form.

"Hmm, I know, the meeting went on longer than I anticipated, with Cersei's forces growing I assume I will be in more and more meetings as the days pass" She says, her tone is cold but not harsh, as if shes warning you that she won't br spending time with you, so you understand and wont be upset

"I understand Khaleesi, your busy" You smile softly as you walked towards her, your tone a mix of understanding and innocence, a silent groan fell from Daenerys lips, ugh that tone, it made her want to ruin that innocents, take it apart.

"I am quite hungry." She says as she guides your hips, a slight hue of blush at your cheeks when she grips your hips, she leads you to the table infront of her, placing you down.

"I can have a maiden bring in some-" She cuts you off by gliding the dress up to your hips, slipping her fingers between the fabric that covers your pussy.

"Not that kind of hunger, little dove" She kisses your neck as she slides down the piece of fabric, your core dripping for her, your face flushed with arousal and shame for doing this in such a public and open space.

Daenerys face was smug, the thought of taking you on the desk her advisers have to sit around makes her ego swell, knowing your cum will be absorbed, permanently marking this table, she dips her head between your thighs and flattens her tongue to taste your wetness, groaning at the taste as your head lulls back, fingers gently making their way through the lose parts of her braids to hold on to her.

Daenerys swirls her tongue around the bundle of nerves, her tongue thrusting into your aching hole as if your her dinner, soft moans fall from your lips as her tongue thrusts into you, trying to keep quiet but failing

Her fingers trail up your and she slips two inside of you, causing you to gasp in shock before moaning softly as she gently thrusted, shes never gentle with you, but right now she was, she had neglected you all day, she was making up for it right now

She blows cold air onto your core as she fingers you, her eyes gaze up and take in the sight of your face, eyes rolled back, nose scrunched, the most beautiful face she's ever seen, "so fuckin beautiful" she mutters softly before putting her head up your dress and kissing your chest, just edging you closer to the edge

Your back arches with desperation, pushing your hard nipple into her, "Khaleesi" You moan in ecstasy and shame, "I-Im close" you mumble gripping her hair like a lifetime, she slowly pulls out from under your dress.

"Cum." She says coldly, you didnt have to be told twice, your walls clenched around her fingers as you came, hard. Your grip on her hair tightening as your elbows that were holding you up gave out, your back flat on the table as your cum ran down her fingers, dripping onto the oak wood.

Her favourite sight.

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Word count: 713.

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Daenerys Targaryen One Shots

Prompt: You were never meant to be hers, and she yours. Political marriages never worked out for either party. You’d been unhappy for months with her. You had tried, at the beginning, to gain her trust, her love. It never worked. She treated you only with disdain and cold.

You were the complete opposite of Daenerys, she was cold, heartless, brutal and wasnt afraid to her hands dirty, you were soft, gorgeous and inlove with everything cute.

No one understand why she married you, god Tyrion even begged her to explain but she couldnt, she was going to marry a dothraki when she saw you in a field, playing with baby chicks and giggling, she was smitten from first sight, how couldn't she? Most women were feared leaders now, she didnt want someone who would scream and fight her on every decision or try dominant her, no she enjoyed having people submit and you were perfect for her

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I have a C.AI of this prompt, my user is Khloya_Xox, the character is named "Dragon Queen" since they banned GOT characters on C.AI

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Natasha Romanoff

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