saintgoths - Tumblr blog

[saintgoths]

ᴀɴɢᴇʟꜱ ʟɪᴋᴇ ʏᴏᴜ

POSSESSIVE!JOEL X SIREN!READER - VEHEMENT.

[PART EIGHT TO THE SIREN SERIES]. ITS ACTUALLY CALLED NOVEMBER.

WORD COUNT - 2,463.

RATING - 18+. [sexual innuendos].

SUMMARY - as joel no longer wants to have a secret affair with you, he gives you a dilemma.

feedback would be appreciated!

previous chapter - chapter seven.

It had been late September when both you and Shiloh started going fishing together, it had been a quick trip, but Shiloh hadn’t been passionate about going back to Jackson after the event, he had something else in mind and it was to take you to a private place that had been quite a distance from where you usually fished.

The building had been evidently abandoned, or used to be abandoned as usually left places would have the infected hiding in the dark ready to pounce whoever was lost and ignorant about how well they were at camouflaging. The architecture was towering enough to block the Sun from their eyes, and it had a few cracks along with moss and grown roots that covered the symbol of the building, it had slightly leaned to the side but seemed stable, it still looked pretty, you had thought, and hand in hand with Shiloh, you had allowed your partner to guide you inside the building.

“What is this place?” You had smiled and with your senses you had noted the scent of salt and chlorine.

With a smile, Shiloh gently curved his head to look at you. He had been pretty under the shade, the lights had been on but they were dim, but still enough to have the man glow as if he was an Angel. “This is a place where you can swim without having the potential of any other person seeing your true form.”

As your eyes glinted, you had easily come up with a joke. “Am I supposed to hide my identity?” You had asked and as he comedically rolled his eyes, Shiloh guided you to a door and pushed it open with his one hand, as the door had been old, there was a deep but sharp moan that had responded to the movement “You know what I mean,” he mumbled and once you had saw the sight of the pool which had been clean, you had considered Shiloh had come here before, slain the infected and cleaned up the pool so it could be safe for you to dip in.

“Pool water won’t automatically change me into a Siren,” you clarified, besides you knew how to control your transformation, if you had wanted to change you could, but you couldn’t do it when it came to salt water. It would take a Siren years to learn how to manipulate themselves to still be in their Human form if the Ocean water touched their skin.

You had stood at the top step that led into the water, ready to go in as you had loved the water. “And it took me many trips to the Ocean to gather salt water for you,” Shiloh said with a smile, and as you scrunched your nose, you easily allowed yourself to change once your body dipped inside the liquid. “Well, its mixed with salt water, it would’ve taken me a team to gather salt water to fill up that size of the pool.”

You had laughed as you floated on your back, your tail had gently whipped around as it flicked droplets of the pool’s water against your bare skin. You had sighed as you had spread your arms wide open, allowing the salty water to seep through your nose, your mouth, your eyes, everything, every time you had been away from water, you had missed it, the water was your home, your birthplace, where you had belonged.

“Your beauty---I mean your Siren form is beautiful,” Shiloh breathed out, he had been in his swim wear, shirtless, a view you had usually liked but you would’ve liked it even more if he was wet.

As you had turned to your stomach, you had gently moved your tail so you could push yourself further towards your lover. “When Joel first saw it, he was terrified.��

“He cannot see the beauty in it, it’s the infamous Human Fear,” Shiloh said as he sat on the edge of the floor, his legs inside the water as he lovingly watched you swim towards him, your webbed hands had placed against his knees, the texture of your smooth siren skin had caused him to shudder, but he loved it, it had made him want to feel your hands and body all other his skin, had speculated how it would feel, to make love to you in this form. “It’s good you’re not with him anymore,” he whispered as he drawled his head backwards. “Good that you’re not into him anymore.”

You had shyly smiled, regretful that you had slept with Joel behind Shiloh’s back. “What about the Siren Pack you used to belong to?” Shiloh asked as he slipped himself into the water, sucked in air between his teeth as he had taken in the cold water.

“A Chorus of Sirens,” you had corrected. “We’re called a Chorus of Sirens not a pack,” you had smiled as you wrapped your arms around his waist. “We had the best singers,” you explained. “Before everything had happened, we belonged to the Mediterranean Sea Chorus, but we often met with other Choruses, for traditional holidays, birthdays, parties,” you had sorrowfully smiled, “other traditions.”

“When the outbreak happened, each Choruses from different seas began to protect each other, especially against the Red Circle, they had wiped so much of us out, I was forced to go, to save myself and not look back, but before I did, I promised them that I’d come back, to look for them. I went everywhere, ever beach, seaside, I just couldn’t find them,” you said as you slowly let go of Shiloh who had looked at you with a specific expression, a look of interest and sorrow.

“So, when I came up with the conclusion that they must’ve all been killed off while fighting, I was angry, started coming to the beaches to find any man and eat them, but that all changed when I met---” you then stopped yourself and sighed, but with a short smile, you had felt Shiloh’s wet hand be placed against your cheek.

He had stared at you, had gently pushed your face for you to look at him, to see that he didn’t have a look of judgement, and then he spoke. “It all changed when you met Joel?” Shiloh had asked and with a sad smile you had felt his fingers move to your chin, your chin moving against his fingers as you nodded.

“Because I met Joel,” you agreed.

⋆.ೃ࿔*:･⋆.ೃ࿔*:･

Once you had returned to Jackson you had been overrun by a crowd of curious people who had been willing to buy what you had been selling, fish to eat and fish to have as pets, you had a crowd trading with you, Bella who had been a part of the crowd had stood on the tip of her toes, her hand punched through the air as she crazily waved as a sign that she was coming towards you.

People were quick to leave with their new assets so there weren’t going to be much people that were going to hear the conversation you and your closest friend were going to share. “You came back later than usual,” Bella said, she had her signature red lipstick, a type of shade you would’ve disliked seeing on other people, but it had fit well on her, it was like the shade of blood from a freshly cut wound.

“Shiloh took me a place,” you shared and with a wink, Bella grinned at you. “You got down to business?”

With an arched eyebrow you placed one hand against your hip. “Of course.”

As much as you had wanted to share what Shiloh had done to you to your friend, the sight of Ellie had made you press your lips together, she had been excited to see you, and it appeared like she had left Joel’s home, she usually was in a chirpy attitude whenever she left his home, it must’ve meant they finished watching a movie.

“This time, I have to get a fish,” Ellie said and as you had happily showed Ellie which ones she could choose, Shiloh had been behind you, he had finished conversing with someone who was a part of the crowd that was buying from you.

He had his arm wrapped around your waist fore he briskly pressed his lips against your cheek, his motion had earned a disgusted look from Ellie. “I’ll be at the hospital,” Shiloh shared and as you had happily scrunched your nose you had bid your boyfriend a goodbye fore you had watched him leave.

-With a plastic bag that had held the fish she had wanted, a Betta Fish she had been unsure what to name it, she had told you to give it a day and she’d find the perfect name for it. “Did you use to be a diver?” Ellie inquired and with a smile, you had straightened your back.

“A free diver,” you corrected and with a look of admiration, Ellie had gasped, more reason to put you up on a pedestal. “Used to get into competitions as well,” you had winked and with excitement, the young girl had hopped on both her feet.

“Did you win any trophies?” Ellie asked and with a look sent her way, you had looked at her with a perceptive look on your face, telling her, “of course, I did.”

With a gasp, Ellie’s green eyes sparkled. “Do you have any of them?”

-“Ellie,” you drawled. “Of course not.”

Feeling stupid, Ellie had then frowned. “Of course not,” she repeated. “You probably lost all of them.”

⋆.ೃ࿔*:･⋆.ೃ࿔*:･

A couple of days had passed and you had found yourself in a bar, it had been Maria’s birthday and almost all the adults in the community had packed themselves into the building, fortunately, there had been space, space for people to dance around and dance with each other, hot food and drinks were being served, and you been right by Shiloh who had been drinking countlessly in the name of Maria.

Joel who had been on the other side of the room had watched you, you had felt it, every time his sight would glance over your body, as if he telepathically yearned for you to come speak to him. Though it had stopped, but every now and then Joel would steal a glance from you and Shiloh would be the one to catch it.

“Of course, he’s the jealous ex,” Shiloh slurred, eyes narrowed as he threw Joel threatening darts, Joel who had been unmoved by the slimmer man’s attempt of intimidation folded his arms.

With a sigh, you put down your glass cup and spoke. “Leave it alone Shiloh.”

“The audacity,” he continued. “To make you feel bad for what you are, and act like the ex that did nothing wrong.”

As you had hushed him, you had awkwardly scanned the area to make sure no one heard what he was speaking about, fortunately no one did. “Please don’t speak about it,” you pleaded, aware that if Shiloh did speak more, people would nosily eavesdrop.

With a twisted face, Shiloh hunched over the bar table the both of you had been on. “Why are you defending him?” He asked and flabbergasted you had sat up.

“I just want the situation to be left alone,” you truthfully said, aware with how people started to lean closer towards the both of you. With a sigh, you had turned to Maria with an apologetic look on your face. “I’m so sorry Maria,” you apologised grateful that she had waved it off. “He had too much to drink,” you said as you pulled yourself off the seat you previously sat on. “Come on, let’s go, I’ll take you home.”

⋆.ೃ࿔*:･⋆.ೃ࿔*:･

You had left Shiloh at his home and proceeded to go back to yours, you had made sure your partner was comfortable in his sleep before you left his home, as much as you had wanted to stay with him, a pull in your mind wanted to have a moment of peace, so it was your home as the final outcome.

You had just taken off your shoes when you heard someone knock on your door, you furrowed your eyebrows in thought Shiloh might’ve followed after you, but you were wrong, it was Joel.

“You’re not supposed to be here,” you said and without permission, he had stepped into your home.

“I’ll leave after you make your decision,” he said, and anxious that anyone had saw him come in, you quickly closed your door. He wasn’t drunk or tipsy, but you were aware that the few sips of alcohol and gotten him confident in what he wanted to say.

It had looked like he was more muscled than before, or it was the outfit he was wearing, his beard was growing, you were usually the one who trimmed it down, but he looked manlier with his growing beard, you saw the way he scratched his neck, his hazel eyes still on you as he carefully watched how you moved, it wasn’t necessarily forbidden for Joel to come him, but it was somewhat of a silent agreement both you and Shiloh had shared, for you to not see him again, but you did break the rule, countless of times whenever you had visited Joel when everyone else was asleep.

“I no longer want to have a secret affair with you,” Joel muttered. “It’s either me,” he said. “Or Shiloh.”

Arms crossed; you had anxiously tapped on your feet. “You’re putting me in a difficult situation,” you replied, avoidant of his gaze. “This has all happened because of how you reacted when you found out what I was.”

Shocked, Joel frowned. “How was I supposed to react when I found out the woman I loved was half fish?”

“When Shiloh found out what I was, he didn’t react the way you did,” you argued, aware that you had been wrong, everyone reacts differently, but you had so wanted to be right.

“He knows what you are?” Joel said, his eyes wide in realisation.

You sighed. “He always knew what I was,” you answered before Joel could say anything else, aware that if you didn’t tell Joel that Shiloh knew what you were before the two of you dated each other, he would’ve pressed further. “He accepted me, so I’m going to pick Shiloh.”

Disturbed, Joel leaned backwards, for a moment you couldn’t quite understand what expression he had worn on his face, but you had feeling he was unprepared for you to pick him, angry even, but without another word, he had turned around and left.

feedback would be appreciated!

masterlist

[saintgoths]

thank you <3 updating today lmao

ᴏ'ᴍɪʀᴀ

POSSESSIVE!JOEL X SIREN!READER - VEHEMENT.

[PART SEVEN TO THE SIREN SERIES].

WORD COUNT - 2,471.

RATING - 18+. [f+m intercourse and infidelity, speaks of war and genocide].

SUMMARY - while you and joel continue your secret love affair, ellie is aware that a troubling future awaits; as gabriel havens tells joel shocking information.

feedback would be appreciated!

previous chapter - chapter six.

Joel had given up on keeping you silent, throughout the first rounds his hand had covered your mouth while he had indecently fucked his cock savagely into your cunt, your back had arched while his fingers dug into the skin of your fine shaped buttocks, his grip strong and his thrusts able and manly; while he listened to the pleasured wails of your lewd cries, Joel had smoothly pulled his head backwards, his eyes tight shut as he felt the nearing climax build up.

It was currently night time; and since the nightfall of the meeting, you had in his home previously, the two of you had been secretly meeting with each other, verily, it was you who had numerously snuck into his home to resume the devilish affair.

No matter how guilty you were, there was something about the way Joel was always so rough but pleasant with you, he had fucked you like no one else had and his kisses, touches and body had always pushed you to crave him whenever you were away from each other.

“That’s it princess,” Joel lustfully grunted, his hip thrusts eager and rough while the tumid sac of his swollen cock had pummelled against you, your sensations excessively peaked that you couldn’t form a single letter but shameful cries while your abundant drools had soaked against his pillow.

Your posture tight as you could feel the heat rush over your body while you had piled your cum around his cock, your body loose as the dark-haired man resumed to thrust his shaft into your pussy ere his thick ropes seeped inside of you, relieved, he gently bent down and kissed your shoulder just as he pulled himself out of you, while he had dragged himself off his bed, you had twisted your body so your back was pressed against his cot. Gently you had caught your breath ere you dramatically collapsed against the duvet, aware of the numerous of hickies Joel had imprinted against your skin.

Usually, you’d be uncaring if he had done so, but you hadn’t been in the ocean for a couple of weeks thus enhanced characteristics you normally had would slowly slow down. So, you had internally tasked yourself to go swimming this week. The moment you had forced yourself to put your clothes on you had immediately felt the way Joel’s eyes printed against your skin, aware of his gaze, you had turned around to look at him, your look had silently urged him to speak.

“Is there anything you’re doing tomorrow?” Joel questioned and with smoothness, you beckoned your head.

“Dinner with Ellie and Shiloh tomorrow,” you replied, your small chirp enough for Joel to raise his eyebrow.

You had sent the same strange look Joel had gifted you, finished with putting your clothes on you had leant against the door frame you had recently opened. “Ellie is in my life just as she is in yours,” you briefly explained and slightly, Joel had bounced his shoulders as he prepared himself to seem uncaring.

“Ellie sees your main lover while she is completely unaware that you have an affair with your old one,” and with the tone of his voice, you could tell he had felt comical.

“You’re not my ex-lover,” you shrugged just as you neared towards him again, you placed the palms of your hands against his shoulders and dumbfounded, Joel looked back at you.

“Then what am I to you? I don’t want to continue being a secret.”

Empathetic, you pulled your arms around his shoulders and you could feel him sigh as his body relaxed, pressed against yours. “There’ll be a time where the two of us are publicly with each other again.”

“With no Shiloh in the picture?” Joel brought up and unsure you had slowly beckoned your head.

“No Shiloh in the picture,” you ended and before the Texan could say anything else you had briskly pressed your soft lips against his to soften and quiet him up.

You had mentally kicked yourself when you had realised you hadn’t gone to swim, thus it was too late now, you were with Ellie who had helped you finish with the last bits of food you were going to serve for today and you had been glad that the red-haired girl had been calm and kind about having Shiloh over, but you could tell the freckled girl didn’t necessarily like your boyfriend.

“Well, where is he?” Ellie questioned; she had half of her body against the island of your kitchen, her eyes concentrated on the dessert you finished piecing together. Aside from her inquiry, you had wished that Ellie would eat a reasonable amount of food, you had observed how she didn’t eat much currently, but Joel had informed you that Ellie’s eating habits had become worst.

“He’s on his way,” you shortly muttered and as a response, Ellie swiftly peeked at you, but you have realised that the expression Ellie had on her face appeared like she had wanted to say something. With your right eyebrow perked upwards, you had sat on the small chair beneath the island. “Is there anything wrong.”

Reticent, Ellie shook her head, perked both of her hands in a sign of defence. “No,” she popped and silent, you had resumed your quick task. “Are things between you and Joel better?”

Unfazed by her random question you had nodded your head just as you commenced to clean the table. “Yes.”

“Do you still like him?”

Hesitant, you curved your sight towards the shorter girl, “why are you asking me this?” You suspiciously questioned and minimally judgemental, Ellie bounced her shoulders while she pushed herself off the table she previously leaned against.

“It’s just that I see you leaving his house at night a lot.”

Embarrassed, you had held back a guilty cough. “You must be confusing me as someone else,” you dismissively shrugged. “I wonder who he is now seeing,” you gently whispered well aware that Ellie had seen how transparent you were.

“I’m not stupid,” she rudely muttered, “I know it’s you, and that you’ve been cheating on Shiloh with Joel.”

With your eyes narrowed, you straightened yourself up and neatly stood up on your feet. “This isn’t the best time to speak about it.”

“Well, when will it be a good time to talk about it with you?” Ellie frustratedly questioned, “You never want to talk to me about anything!”

As you pulled in a short breath, you dramatically placed your hands against your hips. “I---”

“Did I come in too late ladies?” Shiloh eagerly greeted, he smoothly walked down the corridor and entered the open kitchen you and Ellie had currently stood in. Before you neared yourself towards the handsome man, you quickly delivered Ellie a look that screamed of warn ere you pressed your lips against your romantic partner while Ellie had settled down on the chair, she was closest too.

Dinner had gone well, minus the fact that Ellie had barely spoken to Shiloh, in your perception, everything had gone smoothly.

“Well, Ellie what are you interests?” Shiloh curiously questioned, he himself had peeked that Ellie had purposely barely spoken to him, and in your presence, he knew that sneakily forcing Ellie to speak would be the right choice.

Unmoved, Ellie had sat up on the chair she had currently sat on and began to lazily list her likes. Gently, stressed you began to pick on your food while Shiloh had easily scanned that Ellie had not taken a liking towards him.

“You don’t like me, don’t you?” Shiloh briefly chuckled and awkwardly, you had pressed your lips into a thin line as you had watched Ellie carelessly shrug her shoulders as her response. “You’re probably more used to Joel and [Y/N] having dinner with you and you might think I have bad intentions towards [Y/N], but I don’t.”

“That makes me feel better,” Ellie sarcastically replied and in anguish you had loudly sighed to gather their attention.

With a forced and sorrow gleam on your face you had quickly put down your cutlery. “The three of us should watch a movie, right?” You weakly suggested and in order to have the awkward dinner concluded, Ellie and Shiloh had given in to your idea and had helped you clean the table they had currently sat around; the task had been filled with silence and lack of grace, you had observed the way Ellie had barely looked Shiloh’s way and had peeked the insecure glances Shiloh had sent the auburn-haired girl.

The moment the three of you had completed the chore, you had found yourself sandwiched between Shiloh and Ellie, the younger girl had suggested to watch Jurassic Park and you had hoped that the tension of the movie would push the three of you to talk, yet, you had been proven wrong, barely any of them spoke and the only time they did would be when you would comically comment on a scenario, but after that, the atmosphere would return to the complete silence aside from the sound that came from the TV.

Comforted by the way he had played and stroked his guitar strings, Joel had currently sat on his wooden chair, the sky dark and his area gently lit by his lamp and the soft wind accompanied by the smooth chords the older man had played, his left foot against his right thigh, the Miller man had gently nodded to his tunes, slightly aware of the figure that had neared himself towards him.

Gabriel Havens, the blond man had respectfully greeted the other man who had slowly paused his short performance, Joel had gently placed his instrument against the side of his chair and pulled himself off the wooden chair he had previously sat on, in response to Gabriel’s greet, Joel had kindly taken Gabriel’s hands to his and softly shook it. “Good to see you,” Joel kindly muttered before he pulled himself to the railings of his deck, shortly after Gabriel followed and stood next to the taller man.

“I hope you know it’ll go wrong,” Gabriel lowly muttered and caught surprised, Joel had wondered if the blond man had known about the affair he had shared with [Y\N].

“What do you mean?”

Humoured, Gabriel stiffly glanced towards him. “Falling in love with a Siren.”

His blood ridden cold, Joel had lightly firmed his grip around the wooden railing, his face full with brief shock but he nuzzled it with an expression of confusion. “What are you talking about?”

“It’s obvious,” Gabriel gently laughed, “the way she has a hold on people, her fishing skills, appearance, healing abilities…I know she got shot that day on the group patrol,” he then continued, with his hands clasped together, the older blond man stood up straight. “I once had a lover that was a Siren, I was really young, sixteen and reckless, her name was Mira.”

Surprised, Joel cocked his eyebrow, he had recognised that was the name of [Y/N]’s horse, perhaps Gabriel had named the horse after his lover. Well, it was painfully obvious he did. “There was some genocide caused by Humans against Sirens.”

“A pharmaceutical co-operation known as the Red-Circle, they had noticed that there was something about the blood of Sirens that could pause a virus for some time and as time went on and the virus that had taken over our world had progressed, they had noticed that their blood could slow down a bite and help an infected Human remain a Human longer than two days.”

“So, what they did was that they hunted Sirens more and thought that having many of their blood can make somewhat a cure.”

Surprised but somewhat intrigued by the intel Gabriel had informed him with, sympathetic for [Y/N]’s species, the Miller man had gently knitted down his eyebrows. “How do you know all of this?” As he had thought that his lover Mira, was likely caught through the midst of genocide.

“Mira had survived the first wave of the genocide, she was able to escape because she was protecting someone by sending them faraway,” Gabriel slowly explained, and surprised, Joel had raised both of his eyebrows.

“[Y/N]?” Joel curiously questioned and with a light hum, Gabriel moved his head.

“Mira was the mother of [Y/N], but [Y/N] doesn’t remember that Mira was her mother, Mira had [Y/N] taken away when she was barely five months old, and for her protection, Mira never visited [Y/N], because during that time, the Red Circle members were following their tracks.”

Startled by the rain pour of information, awkwardly, Joel had examined the older man before he had questioned him. “Are you the father of [Y/N]?”

Unsure, Gabriel softly shrugged his shoulders. “I don’t think Sirens can crossbreed with Humans and if she did have a child with another Siren man, I can’t blame her, Sirens were trying to repopulate, Humans were being ruthless with them.”

Gabriel had known Mira before the infection took place, he had known the Red Circle was tied with the operation who had created the current virus they had directly dealt with. The Red Circle co-operation were tasked to make the back-up medicine for the Virus but they had failed numerous of times. The more they used the Siren blood to heal infected individuals, [precisely lab-rats], the further the infected kins would not only stop turning into the ill beings they were known for being in the end, yet they will transform into a being much worse than they expected.

Due to how wrong the research and the experiments for the cure had gone, the co-operation had to put a stop to making a back-up cure and allow the world to continue struggling against the hellish and infernal sickness. “After everything, they attempted to reconcile with the left-over Sirens around that area, but it went wrong, another War happened, Sirens killed many Humans and Humans killed many Sirens, the conflict was known as the Secret battle of the Seas and the outcome had caused many of [Y/N]’s species to re-locate to a safer place.”

“That war was the conflict, Mira had died in,” Gabriel sadly muttered and empathetic, Joel had reticently listened to the light-haired individual.

As much as he had been focused on the lore Gabriel had acquainted him with, the Miller man couldn’t help himself but silently speculate to why [Y/N] had been here. Though, due to how he was buried in curiosity, the built man had stood up straight while he brought himself to question the man. “If it’s safer back there, then why is she here?” Joel thoughtfully questioned and just as confused and suspicious as Joel, Gabriel briskly bounced his shoulders.

what do you think of this chapter?

♆

[saintgoths]

updated

ɴᴏᴠᴇᴍʙᴇʀ

joel and ellie stumble upon a woman singing in the ocean who is adamant about their stay in the beach.

ᴛʜᴇ ꜱɪʀᴇɴ

ᴛʜᴇ ʟᴏʀᴇʟᴇɪ

ᴀQᴜᴀᴍᴀʀɪɴᴇ

ʙʟᴀᴄᴋ ꜱᴄᴀʟᴇꜱ

ᴡᴀᴛᴇʀꜱᴏɴɢ

ᴠᴇʜᴇᴍᴇɴᴛ

ᴏ'ᴍɪʀᴀ

[unfinished.]

[saintgoths]

ARTHUR MORGAN is a big, big, big man. He's large in many ways, from the way he fills a room to the way he fills you. The way his broad shoulders stretch his shirt tought as his arms cross over his strong chest. He'd often catch you staring, something you didn't even appear to have conscious control over. His hands, wide and strong, full of muscle and sinew from years of hard work. His thumbs would press over the dimples at the bottom of your spine, unintentionally massaging the flesh there as he hiked your hips higher. He could lean over you, whisper in your ear, and still fuck with your guts. When you rode him, your hips would be the first thing to ache, legs stretched wide to accommodate him. He always appreciated the extra mile you'd go to get him how you wanted him. Biting your lip if he bent you into a position that allowed him even deeper inside you. The way your hand would fly to his thigh or bicep when his hips snapped just a bit too much and his tip nudged your cervix. You wouldn't complain, how could you? You were wet and sloppy, that momentarily present pain followed by a deep and delicious ache made you take him even easier. In fact, that pitchy, sharp inhale made him smile. Your nails would bite his skin, yet you still took him. Your hungry pussy swallowing him whole and eager for more. With your ankles perched on his shoulders, you seemed so small in comparison. Legs thin and lithe in comparison to his thick neck. He'd almost feel bad about nearly splitting you in half, if it weren't for the way your ankles locked behind his head and that cock drunk smile you had on your face.

[saintgoths]

when i click on your masterlist it shows no posts found 😔😔😔

i've been updating my masterlist but i took a break omg so sorry

[saintgoths]

updated :)

ꜱɪᴍᴏɴ ɢʜᴏꜱᴛ ʀɪʟᴇʏ ꜰᴀɴꜰɪᴄᴛɪᴏɴ

ʙʟᴀᴄᴋ ᴅᴀʜʟɪᴀ [discontinued for now...?]

ᴄʟᴀɪʀᴇ ʀᴇᴅꜰɪᴇʟᴅ

ʜᴏᴡ ᴛʜᴇꜱᴇ ꜰɪᴄᴛɪᴏɴᴀʟ ᴍᴇɴ ᴡᴏᴜʟᴅ ꜰᴜᴄᴋ ʏᴏᴜ

ʀɪᴅᴇ ᴀ ᴄᴏᴡʙᴏʏ

ᴛʜᴇ ʙᴀᴄᴋꜱᴇᴀᴛ

ᴡʜɪᴛᴇ ʙᴇʀʀʏ

♆

[saintgoths]

updated masterlist

ᴅʀᴀɢᴏɴ'ꜱ ʜʏᴍɴ ᴏɴᴇ-ꜰɪᴠᴇ

ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ ᴏɴᴇ

ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ ᴛᴡᴏ

ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ ᴛʜʀᴇᴇ

ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ ꜰᴏᴜʀ

ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ ꜰɪᴠᴇ

next.

[saintgoths]

ᴀʜ ᴊɪᴜ

AH JIU X VAMPIRE!READER - AH JIU.

PART SIX OF THE LADY OF THE NIGHT WAS ONCE CALLED THE ARCHFIEND.

WORD COUNT - 2,444.

RATING - 18+. [smut].

SUMMARY - as he comes back to you, you learn unsettling news.

comments, likes and reblogs would be appreciated!

previous chapter - chapter five.

The moment you had peeled your eyes open, you had slowly sat up, confused, you had felt the wet cloth that had been placed against your forehead slide down, and quickly you caught the fabric, aware that it must’ve been recently placed with how cold it had been. You had sighed when you sat up, and a second after, your bedroom door had been pushed open and there stood Jia, with a surprised look on her face, she quickly backed away from the door ere she shouted out a few words, as if she had wanted to alarm someone.

“She’s awake!”

Perplexed, you had pulled yourself off your bed. “What is going on?” You had asked and before Jia could answer your question, quick footsteps paced towards the bedroom, and you had sensed him, Ah Jiu.

You felt your stomach twist once you realised it was him, and as you took a step back, you had placed a hand against your stomach. “What are you doing here?”

He had stood a few feet away from you, as he had held a medicine bowl, you had noted he appeared calmer than the last time you had seen him, with your fingers that had softly shook you had whispered his name. “Ah Jiu…”

Beside him, Jia stood there with her hands clasped together. “I was about to look for him after what had happened, but he was already on his way,” Jia explained ere she took a step closer towards the door. “I’ll excuse myself,” she said and as your sights remained on your ex-lover, your eyebrows were furrowed upwards, unsure of what to say you gently scratched your nails against your palms, you softly gathered your energy to speak.

“You didn’t need to come,” you muttered.

“You were out for a week,” he signed once he put the medicine bowl against your vanity table, surprised, your eyes widened.

“A week?” You repeated.

When he turned to look at you again, he raised his hands to sign. “It had to do with the poison that was laced around the arrow that was shot towards you, manufactured for Vampires to weaken them.”

Thoughtful, you had looked at your feet, contemplative to who would want to do this to you, it couldn’t be Mei Lin? She couldn’t have been that petty.

When you had looked up, you saw that Ah Jiu was closer to you. His eyes were soft, like the previous times you had shared with him, but you were unsure if he had looked at you with love or sympathy. “Jia told me everything, including the story you told her.”

“I’m sorry,” you whispered, unsure if it had been the right time to apologise to him so you had looked away from him, face expressive with sadness you had felt his hand clasp your shoulder, in motion to make you look at him.

“No, I’m sorry,” he signed and as you could feel your eyes sting in attempt to cry, you had heavily breathed in.

You had shaken your head as you felt him place his large hand behind your head, he had gently pressed you against his chest, listened to every word you had spoken while he had carefully embraced you, to calm down the nerves he had been aware that had wanted to overtake your emotions. “I shouldn’t have pushed you away.”

He hadn’t signed anything, but with the way he had pressed his chin against the top of your head, it had been enough to calm you after you had shed a few tears against his clothes.

༺♰༻

Ever since Ah Jiu had returned to you, you had not left his side, you had been obedient with all the medicine he had made for you and had been patient with the antidote he had crafted, it had been against the poison that had easily taken you out and he had informed you to at least take it once or twice a week.

Currently you had sat opposite him, eating the food the cooks have made for the both of you, aware that they had to be mindful of the vegan options since Ah Jiu never ate meat, you had forgotten how much had missed telling them that, though, there had been something fighting in your head, upset that you had been falling in love with him, or that you were already in love with him.

“Are you going back to your clan soon?” You had asked and as he put down his cutlery down, he shook his head.

“When the business here is finished, I will,” he signed and unsure you had pushed a quick side smile before you played with your food.

Though he had been quick to catch the look but he hadn’t mentioned anything about it. “Thank you,” you had said and as he bowed his head, you reached for the hot tea Jia placed recently and took a sip to down the food you had eaten. “I never want to argue with you again,” you mention. “It was terrible… horrible.”

“Next time, we have to communicate before you make snap judgements,” he signed, eyes passionate as he pressed his fingers against his chest. “The terror I felt when I sensed that something was wrong, I should’ve made you stay at my home.”

“The problem is still here,” you sighed. “Mei Lin will be very angry if she finds out you were here,” you explained.

Stubborn, Ah Jiu sat up. “There’s nothing she will be able to do about it, I’m here, we’re together.”

You had forgotten how much of a hopeless romantic he was.

༺♰༻

You had stood in front of him, worn only the silk cloth that had been provided to you after you finished bathing. He had waited for you, on your bed, in his attire as you had been away in your personal cleaning room in your bath tub. You had suggested for him to join but he told you that he had already cleaned himself.

You had played with the fabric of your clothing as you delicately looked up at him, his eyes warm, a short smile on his face as he briefly understood what had been in your mind. “I missed you,” you said and as you had felt his hand reach to touch your cheek, he had taken a stride closer to you, his eyes now glistened with charm.

“I missed you too,” he signed and moved, you had moved your hand to his trousers, your lips softly kissed his wrist, determined to have your lips explore the rest of his skin.

“I want to show you how much I’ve missed you,” you softly mentioned fore you moved your lips to his, his hand that had caressed your cheek had then slid to the back of your head as he softly walked backwards and guided you to your bed, your lips melded with his, tongues hot and excited as they twirled and danced amongst each other, the once soft kiss easily twisted into a passionate embrace, a motion that had symbolised the bottled yearn the two of you had for each other.

As much as he was angry that day, Ah Jiu couldn’t lie, he had missed you badly, missed you so much that it hurt, it must’ve added to his anger once he had saw you walk towards him. Though, you, you were such a weak spot---he couldn’t keep the heated emotion together, it had dropped the second you had left, and it had melted the minute he had felt you were in danger.

With your knees at both sides of his hips, you had helped him pull down his trousers, your kissing now tight that it had almost hurt, but you hadn’t cared, you had wanted to kiss him until you felt your lips bleed. With his lower garment down to his ankles you had eventually let go of his mouth, and he had breathed heavily, his chest had moved quickly as he stared up at you, his lips swollen and eyes shaded with lust as he had watched the way you lowered your body to where his cock had stood tall.

It had ached and throbbed, and you could feel your mouth water when your body had realised how much you had missed the taste of his tangy shaft, you had been slow to lick the tip of his cock, his head red and inflamed with desires, you could feel his body jerk once the texture of your tongue had stroked against his skin, there had already been pre-cum that had shortly coated his tip and you had taken it with your mouth, lips ringed around the beginning of his cock while your tongue swept and slid against it, he had released a croaky moan, fingers immediately embedded into his own hair as his other hand gripped into the sheets of the bed while the rest of your mouth worked down on him.

As he slid his feet up, you could feel his thighs clamp at the side of your head as the front of his cock hit the back of your throat, you gently gagged fore you easily took him down, your eyes watered while your paw made way to his sac to fondle with it just as the base of your tongue stroked his skin, you looked at him with your watered eyes while your saliva coated your chin and his length.

You had moaned as you bobbed your head up and down, the taste of his cock enough to send your eyes rolled to the back of your head, aware with how both of his hands gripped your face, unconsciously had led your head up and down while the piquant taste of his cum split down your throat, the nectar you had greedily swallowed before pulling your head away and climbing up his tall and slender body.

With your lips connected with his again, he had slid off your robe, cupped his warm hands around your damp breast as he rocked his hips against your sex, you had moaned in his mouth as you could feel his hands move to your buttocks and give them a squeeze before turning you around, your back against his chest as he impatiently positioned you above his cock, you had your hands underneath your knees and had tightly squeezed your skin when you felt himself insert his cock inside of you.

You pushed out a breathy moan, a cry of relief as his flesh stretched your cunt that had tightly cupped around him, you had pressed the back of your head against his chest as his hands now replaced yours, holding your legs up as he moved his hips upwards, the length of his size soared steep inside of you, your body reacting to every movement of his, wetting his girth with every push and pull.

“Fuck!” You had whined, eyes teary as his tongue licked the edges of your jaw, his waist rolling in sync with yours as both of your fleshes sapped and plopped in wetness, you had wrinkled your eyes as you could feel your nub get hotter each second, each moan louder than the last, you had shook against his hold, now had helped him and bounced on his cock, the friction heavily silky and perilous, as you could feel yourself already want to come. “Yes! Right there! Right there!” You squealed; eyes narrowed with tears as you could feel the head of his cock lick your spot repeatedly.

He had breathed heavily his size throbbed with every push as he held back his climax, addicted to push into your further, you could feel his nails dig into your skin just as your orgasm coated his shaft, you had whimpered, body collapsed and numb against his as he resumed to move his body and milk his climax into you.

Once the two of you had been beside each other, you looked at him with tired eyes. “I love you,” you smiled and as he looked at you with much adoration, he pressed his mouth against the tip of your nose.

༺♰༻

It had been the morning when one of your maids has informed you someone had been outside, you were tired, confused, but had still been open to greet whoever stood outside of your door.

It had been Xu Hua, he looked polite in his hat and had worn circle shaded glasses that hidden the amused glint in his eyes, he had stood a few steps away from your door frame, and had his arms folded behind his back. “May I come in?”

With a short nod, you had allowed the man to come in while Ah Jiu walked down from your shared bedroom and had observed the two of you meeting, eyes curious to who this man was. Ever since Ah Jiu had found you lying on the ground the day; while Jia begged him to save you---as you had become clingy to him, he had become protective over you, with your enhanced senses you had twisted to look back at your lover once you had felt him near, and began to introduce the two men to each other.

“Xu Hua, this is Ah Jiu, Ah Jiu, this is Xu Hua,” you said as you closed the door. “Is there anything you need?” You inquired and with a short shake of his head, Xu Hua pulled his hands from his back and allowed them to hang by his sides.

“No,” he answered. “Though there’s something I need to tell you,” he said, his once glinted eyes dark, you could barely see the expression in his eyes, but his essence had felt dark, so drab it had caused you to shiver. “Lenore is here.”

Frozen, you had looked at him, watched how he had slipped off his glasses with his right hand, his face straight and cold, his usually curved lips in a flat line as he looked at you, your skin pale with perplexation as you had forcefully aided yourself to form your words. “That cannot be,” you replied. Your statement almost a whimper, how? Lenore should’ve been dead years ago, you had lived for a long time, if Lenore was still alive you would’ve known of her presence like you know of Andrei.

He must’ve turned her and had him as his companion. You had felt like you had wanted to collapse after you had heard the news, and Xu Hua knew, he had known how this information had startled you, but he wasn’t finished. “And, Lenore and Andrei…they want to see you.”

masterlist

[saintgoths]

ghost loves PHAT PUSSY!

[saintgoths]

ᴛʜᴇ ʀᴇᴀʟᴍ'ꜱ ᴅɪᴀᴍᴏɴᴅ

the annual ball is being held, however this year, many ladies are searching for husbands whereas suitors from all over the world have traveled to find their wife, you as the main suitress have trouble finding the perfect man, along with finding it difficult to leave the past in the past.

ᴛʜᴇ ʀᴇᴀʟᴍ'ꜱ ᴅɪᴀᴍᴏɴᴅ

ᴄᴀʟʟ ᴍᴇ ʙʏ ᴍʏ ɴᴀᴍᴇ

ʟᴇᴡᴅ ᴍɪꜱꜱɪᴏɴꜱ ᴀɴᴅ ʟᴜꜱᴛꜰᴜʟ ᴅᴇꜱɪʀᴇꜱ

ᴀɴᴅ ʜᴇ ʙɪᴛᴇꜱ ᴛʜᴇ ʙᴜʟʟᴇᴛ

ᴛʜᴇ ꜰᴏʀʙɪᴅᴅᴇɴ ꜰʀᴜɪᴛ

ᴛʜᴇ ᴍᴏᴏɴ ᴀɴᴅ ʜᴇʀ ꜱᴇᴄʀᴇᴛꜱ

[unfinished]

[saintgoths]

will have to be updating all masterlists...last time im changing my name fr

[saintgoths]

updated/re-did the masterlist, thank you @cals-laundry for telling me the issue!

ᴛʜᴇ ʀᴇᴀʟᴍ'ꜱ ᴅɪᴀᴍᴏɴᴅ

the annual ball is being held, however this year, many ladies are searching for husbands whereas suitors from all over the world have traveled to find their wife, you as the main suitress have trouble finding the perfect man, along with finding it difficult to leave the past in the past.

ᴛʜᴇ ʀᴇᴀʟᴍ'ꜱ ᴅɪᴀᴍᴏɴᴅ

ᴄᴀʟʟ ᴍᴇ ʙʏ ᴍʏ ɴᴀᴍᴇ

ʟᴇᴡᴅ ᴍɪꜱꜱɪᴏɴꜱ ᴀɴᴅ ʟᴜꜱᴛꜰᴜʟ ᴅᴇꜱɪʀᴇꜱ

ᴀɴᴅ ʜᴇ ʙɪᴛᴇꜱ ᴛʜᴇ ʙᴜʟʟᴇᴛ

ᴛʜᴇ ꜰᴏʀʙɪᴅᴅᴇɴ ꜰʀᴜɪᴛ

ᴛʜᴇ ᴍᴏᴏɴ ᴀɴᴅ ʜᴇʀ ꜱᴇᴄʀᴇᴛꜱ

[unfinished]

[saintgoths]

Hello hello!! Just wanted to let you know your links in your intro post aren't working, bean!

ah, which ones specifically? tumblr being annoying again...

[saintgoths]

ʀɪᴅᴇ ᴀ ᴄᴏᴡʙᴏʏ

ARTHUR MORGAN, SIMON GHOST RILEY AND JOEL MILLER.

SOME PEOPLE MIGHT WONDER WHAT'S GHOST BRITISH ASS HERE FOR AND AHT! IT'S BASED ON HIS COWBOY SKIN.

THIS IS MY THANK YOU FOR 500+ FOLLOWERS POST

WARNING - NASTY SEX, BREEDING KINK AND P!LINKS

ARTHUR MORGAN

He had been so thick you couldn’t help but bite down on the pillow, this isn’t the first time you had him but whenever Arthur was inside of you, you could feel the way you had stretched to adjust to his size, normally when you had fucked men who were in fact bigger than you it was painful, but Arthur, Arthur knew how to use it, to stir you into a swirl of lustful craziness and break you into a whimpering mess.

As reflex, you had tightened around him, your cunt hot as the friction of his beginning motion began to quicken, and when you felt the arch of his cock slip deeper into you, you couldn’t help but push out a trembling sigh. “Oh fuck!” You had moaned, already overstimulated by his embrace, Arthur continued to rock his hips, focused to aid you to reach your high, he had been keen on your every movement, how you would further your arch whenever the tip of his shaft kissed a soft spot and the way you’d tightly grip the bed sheets when your moans would twist into a higher pitch.

It had always been like this, Arthur would at first be silent when it came to fucking you but as time moved on, he’d become more vocal about how good you felt around him, how tight your sex was and how he only wanted you to himself. Arthur barely showed his possessiveness, in shame you’d make fun of him, but if he was aware of how turned on you’d get whenever you would catch him staring down another suitor or belittle them, unconsciously realising he’d be doing it because he craved you, worshiped you and was a love sick fool.

You tucked your bottom lip behind your teeth as you could feel the pad of his thumb stroke your anus, he knew that always shaped you crazy, how your cunt would become wetter and slippery around his girth and how you’d thoughtlessly hump yourself backwards, greedy for his love and eager to feel his cum fill inside of you. “Like that?” Arthur moaned, his voice deep and throaty, rough like pine cones but lewd like the devil himself. “Like that babygirl?” He’d tease and when you’d nod your head, he would move his other hand to your hair, pulling you closer to him while he continued to move his hips forwards.

“Take me,” he whispered into your ear, your eyes blurry as you could feel tears coat your eyes, he was so big, but felt so good, “Take me,” he’d echo while his other hand would slip to one of your breasts, his palm cupped over it as he would circle the nub of your nipple with his thumb and finger. “That’s it,” he’d sooth as your body shook against his. Your moans embarrassingly soared as your nectar would coat around his length and spill against the bed sheets. “That’s it, good girl, cum for me, good girl, yeah? You’re my good girl,” he’d hum as he would continue to fuck you, your mouth wet with your own saliva as you had attempted to sum up words.

Yet, you had sounded so futile, senseless as he fucked his orgasm into you, his semen so hot and filling you had felt some of it leak down your thighs, but you were rapacious, desiring excessively for more of him that when he pulled himself out, you helped his level his wet and sticky cock to your arse.

REFERENCE

SIMON 'GHOST' RILEY

You had lost count on how many times he has made you climaxed under this one showdown, he had just returned back home, impatient but smooth with how he handled you, prior to his return you had sent your boyfriend a plethora of lewd images that had commenced him to fall into his sensual pit, the moment he stepped through the door and closed the exit behind him, he put down his bag and kissed you. Telling you how much he’d take care yet ravage you, and he had always kept his promises.

With his hand underneath your knee, he had continuously rocked his hip forward, with his width had consumed you, you couldn’t help but fall limp within his touch, over-stimulated by the excessive pleasure, you looked at him with watered eyes as you had cried out pleasured wails. “Keep doing that! Keep doing that!” You repeated before he started to moan through your nose you had yelped once you had felt his hand slap against your buttocks.

“Yeah! Oh!” You cried out, beguiled with the hot and dark look that shaded his eyes you had been completely enamoured that he had taken off his mask, revealed everything to you, his body, his scars and the beautiful and comely look he had on his face that had infatuated you every time you took a look at him, you couldn’t believe he was yours, just yours, allowing you to use him for your pleasure as he did to you, he had felt so painfully good you’d whimper whenever you’d feel him slip out of you, dangerously craving for him to fill you up with his cock, there’d be a glint that would briskly sparkle in his eyes once he’d be aware with how much you had wanted him.

“Look at you,” he’d mutter, his heavy voice buried and profound which had set you into another wave of thrill, he had known just the sound of his voice would make you cum and he’d tease you with a comment there and then, but the second he would be set to talking to you while fucking his cock so broad and deep into you, the hearth and wetness of your cunt would profoundly coat his length, making his movements more polished and slick as his cock would begin to throb.

“Taking me like that, you’re such a good girl,” he’d mutter and with your mouth wide open you could feel another crest of orgasm influx and attempt to peak. “You like that? Me fucking you like this, huh?” He’d poke and with a quick nod and eluding words you had gripped your bed sheets, your opening hot as your nectar.

Your eyes tightly screwed shut as you climaxed, agreeing to everything he would say to you. “No one fucked you like this before huh?”

“No! no!” You’d whine, relieved as you would feel his fluids seep into you, his hand that had been under your legs had softened and eventually he pulled himself out of you, his chest heavily moving up and down as he caught his breath fore pressing his lips against your mouth, with a short moan, you had placed your hand against his chest as you returned his embrace, but when you had pulled away, you had looked into his eyes. “Let’s do it again tomorrow.”

“You will be the death of me,” he smiled before he kissed your nose and laid beside you.

REFERENCE

JOEL MILLER

He needed this release, so much pent-up stress and anger he had unconsciously desired to fuck out and you had been there, like a gift for his much tenacious and unyielding force. He had been unsure if you would want him, but the way your eyes looked when you had noticed the hard bulge he had terribly hid beneath his pants, had sent him the green flag, you had actually been the one to make the first move as you had always wanted to fuck him.

He was so big and strong, and you loved the sight of his muscled arms, his muscles arms that had now hung around your waists as you had bounced on his cock, mouth wide open as you had struggled to make noise due to how engulfed you were. You had felt the way his hands had now been placed on your hips as he aided you up and down his length, your sex glazing his cock with its fluids, overwhelmed by how the curve of his cock stroked against your spot, your cunt which had countlessly clenched around him in response to his rugged embrace had commenced you to dig your nails into his muscled chest.

The sounds were so bawdy and erotic, the wet racy noises that were being made by each other’s movements had heated Joel into a further passion, how your breast bounced and how you moved your hips forward as you continuously searched for your orgasm, you were like a bunny in a fever, exposed how much lust you had for him bottled up had moved Joel into an ardent and wistful state, how he had possessively clung onto you as your moans sang into his ears.

“That’s right sweetheart, keep fucking me like that,” he’d groan as he’d screw his eyes shut. “Keep going like that---you feel so good, girl,” he’d whine, his tone gruff and throaty as he could feel himself twitch beneath you, aware how you had moved one of his hands towards your breast, helping him give it a good squeeze before you started to roll your hips, your swift movements compelling Joel into a tranced state as he started to jerk his hips upwards.

He had entered a moment of silence, his mouth opened as he carelessly fucked his cock deep into you, his rough movements had helped you to find your voice again and you squealed due to how heavy and thick he had felt inside of you, how the head of his cock licked your sweet spots thus had sent you into a bubbled trance as you had stopped moving, your figure tense as you had allowed Joel to use your body and milk his cum into you, your eyes rolled backwards as your body had jerked and flinched every second to your own orgasm.

“You good there?” Joel had asked with a smirk and with a brief nod, you had collapsed your body against his.

REFERENCE

[saintgoths]

ᴏɴᴇ ꜱᴛᴇᴘ ꜰᴏʀᴡᴀʀᴅ, ᴛᴡᴏ ꜱᴛᴇᴘꜱ ʙᴀᴄᴋ

AH JIU X VAMPIRE!READER - THE WOMAN WHO WAILED.

PART FIVE OF THE ARCHFIEND.

WORD COUNT - 2,070.

RATING -G+. [angst].

SUMMARY - once you’ve learned who had been trying to come between you and ah jiu, you set your motions to make things right, but ah jiu feels different.

comments, likes and reblogs would be appreciated!

previous chapter - chapter four.

It had been Mei Lin who had stood outside, with Jia who had accompanied you while you had exited your home, you kindly smiled at Mei Lin, hands clasped above your lower waist before you gently bowed to her in respect, and thus, she did the same. “Mei Lin, don’t you look beautiful,” you had commented and with a brief nod of thanks from her, you had continued to speak. “From what do I owe this pleasure of your arrival?”

“A little birdie had told me that Ah Jiu visited you recently,” Mei Lin said and confused by her knowledge, Jia turned to look at you while you had folded your arms.

“What does it matter to you?” You had asked, brows furrowed you had lifted your head to show your annoyance.

With a smile, Mei Lin clasped her hands together. “I believe it is best for you to stop seeing each other,” she responded. “And to stop sending letters to each other,” she forwardly continued and surprised, your arms had dropped beside each other, slowly, everything had started to make much more sense.

“So, it was you that had been meddling with our letters?” You asked, aware that you had been correct within your inquire.

“It is for the best,” Mei Lin stubbornly responded, adamant to continue speaking, you had cut her off and pointed towards the exit of your territory.

“Leave.”

Eyes serious, you had sucked in your teeth as you had held back all the words you had wanted to stab Mei Lin with. “Leave!” You had angrily hissed and as kickback, she had returned to hiss at you, the pupils in her eyes had thinned into slits, unconsciously showing you that she had seen you as a threat.

Arrogant, you had pointed your nose towards Mei Lin. “It’s as if you want to control me,” you had said, you had taken a step forward towards the other Vampire while Jia took one step backwards.

“A Vampire and a Tiger Spirit is not meant to be,” Mei Lin replied, eyes serious while the slits in her eyes easily returned to its Human state, the woman gently balled her hands into a fist, neck stiff as she had felt herself be prey, aware that in any moment she’d might have to protect herself. “The both of you will bring destruction.”

Unmoved to her manipulation, you had perked your right eyebrow upwards. “Do you fear that Ah Jiu and I being together would commence destruction?” You inquired. “Fear that it’ll over-power that stupid Vampire circle you rule? Threaten your power and status?”

With a stutter, Mei Lin opened her mouth, in attempt to leave, she spoke. “Time will tell,” she scoffed ere she turned on her feet and left your territory.

༺♰༻

You had been quick to order one of your stagecoaches once Mei Lin had left, Jia had been next to you throughout the entire trip, aware how anxious you had been. You had fiddled with your fingers, showered with guilt as you had nibbled on your lips as you had obsessively practiced what you would tell Ah Jiu.

“Are you going to be truthful to him?” Jia questioned, her short inquire had pushed you into a halt with your over-thinking and you had sat up, aware of how bad your posture must’ve been.

“Yes,” you replied. “I feel so stupid for listening to Mei Lin,” you sadly said.

You had leaned your back against the seat, eyes directed to the roof of the vehicle, aware that Jia had still wanted to speak. “The interaction between you and Mei Lin was scary,” Jia truthfully chuckled, and guilty, you had curved your attention towards your lady.

“I wouldn’t have allowed Mei Lin to touch or harm you,” you softly clarified, eyes soft as it scanned the insecure figure of Jia. Guilty you had now thought it would be best to attempt to cheer her up.

“Thank you,” Jia responded, she had revealed her kind smiled which had melted the icy emotions that had sped through your veins, her mere presence a calming anchor for you.

With a smile, you had glanced out of the carriage window. “As an apology, I’d have to give him a great sucking,” your lewd comment had easily commenced a reaction from Jia who had hastily covered her ears with the palm of her hands which had disrupted a great laugh from you, currently in greater confidence to confront your lover.

༺♰༻

When you had been helped out of the carriage, you had attentively examined Ah Jiu’s home he had shared with a clan. Throughout the ride, Jia had informed you that your lover had protected the bamboo clan for decades, and when the two of you had discussed his backgrounds, you had realised how selfish you were, to not even attempt to understand where he had come from, his duties and how much the Bamboo clan must’ve mattered to him for him to protect them for dozens of years.

You had felt guilty, some people had stood outside and had shared glances with each other, shocked to see you for the first time, and the others had a specific look on their faces. On one hand, it might’ve been because you were foreign, or it was purely due to the fact that they might’ve thought you had planned to snatch their protector from them once more.

Remorseful, you had looked at your feet, with Jia beside you, you spoke. “I expected this to happen,” you gently breathed in just as you had been approached by one of the clan members, you had kindly looked at them and bowed.

“Are you looking for Ah Jiu?” The clan member spoke and with slight wide eyes you had folded your hands together.

“Yes,” you had answered and with a turn, they had gestured for you to follow them to where Ah Jiu must’ve been.

He had been in one of the gardens farming, and the more you walked closer to him, the more you had felt your nerves spring. He was like an Adonis painting, Adonis brought back to life and every time he had moved it had stolen a gasp, his mere presence had been able to make you feel small, anxious to what he had been thinking or feeling, but he had blocked it. That mere and precious connection the two of you had once shared.

You had felt your eyes water, but you had held yourself back. You had expected a hug, but he did nothing, so you had licked your lips and encouraged yourself to speak. “I can’t hear you---I can’t feel you,” you whispered and as he stepped towards you, you could feel his shadow take over your presence, his face had been still, lacked the curious expression he usually had, that charm and innocence that would drive you crazy, it had not been there. The usual essence to hug you and caress you had felt like a ghost, and you had wanted to reach towards him so much and bring him to you, but you had known he had not wanted that.

“Why are you here?” He signed and surprised, your once clasped hands had dropped beside you, you had almost been speechless, not embarrassed but hurt.

“I missed you,” you shortly replied before you turned to look at Jia and the clan member that led you to him. “Can we be excused?” You had kindly asked and without hesitation, the two of them backed away.

Once you had turned to look at him, Ah Jiu raised his hands to sign once more, his face serious, his mouth had not moved, and his eyes appeared cold, it had scared you, he has never looked at you like this before. “You cannot be here,” he signed and adamant, you shook your head.

“No,” you cried out. “I want to stay here, and be with you,” you explained and as you had taken a step towards him, he took one step back. Upset, you had placed your hand against your chest, eyes brimmed with sorrow, you had spoken once more. “I’m so sorry for what I’ve done,” you genuinely whispered.

“I forgive you,” he signed. “But I am still upset. I’m not going back to the manor.”

As you had shuddered, you had dug your nails into your palms, so deep it had formed crescents, and if you had dug any further, you’d sure you would bleed. Perhaps, you would do that, to have Ah Jiu tend to you, but it would only make him more angry. How desperate you had been, to be with him again. You usually got what you had wanted, but Ah Jiu was different, he was a man, an incredible man with his own mind and opinions, and what he had wanted was for you to leave.

“You don’t need to come back to the manor,” you confirmed. “But I hope we can still see each other.”

He hesitated, and curious, you had raised your eyebrows as you had anticipated what he had wanted to say. “I don’t like the way you treated me. Like I didn’t matter.” He signed and shocked, your eyes softened, still ready to explain yourself.

“You matter so much to me,” you said. “I had you sent away because I wanted to protect you.”

“I don’t need protection.” He angrily signed. “What did you need to protect me from?”

“From myself!” You had then cried out, surprised by your own voice projection, you had brought yourself to stand up straight.

You had no longer wanted to be angry at yourself or at anyone---you had just wanted to be with him. With Ah Jiu, and you saw him relax, comprehensive with your stance, but there had still been an invisible wall between the two of you, the same wall you had once knocked down when you first became passionate with him, this wall had been colder, much more steel-like. He had felt so distant from you, even if he was two steps away.

“Because of what I am, I don’t want to hurt you, I don’t want to feed on you, I don’t want you to see me in this bad light,” you had explained, eyes filled with the pain the entire interaction with your ex-lover had brought you. “I was being stupid, and acted without putting much thought.”

“I think it is best for you to go,” he calmly signed and as much as adamant you had been, you had licked your lower lip as you had looked away from him.

With a short nod, you had respected his wishes and turned your back to him, you hadn’t shared one last look with him, but you had collected yourself and held your head high and exited the compound with Jia.

༺♰༻

The ride back home had been evermore quiet than the ride to Ah Jiu’s home, Jia had kept her lips sealed, had focused her sight to the beauty of the streets the carriage had drove past by, aware that you had dug your nails into your palms while you had attempted not to cry.

You had been heart-broken, and you had been angry at yourself for allowing yourself to fall into this; years ago you had promised yourself you would never feel heartache for someone else again, but the existence of Ah Jiu had been a shock to you, a tower moment and a re-birth, he had made you feel things you had thought you sealed away. He had been both lightning and thunder, each clap an intense quake that had aided you to pull the cards away from your chest.

When the carriage stopped, Jia helped you exit the vehicle, but once you two had been out, you had returned your hands back to yourself, folded fingers while you had taken in the air. Aware something had been strange; it was easy for you to catch the arrow that pierced through the air.

Confused, you had looked around, too focused on where the weapon had been aimed from, you had not realised the poisoned liquid that had coated the arrow, but once you did, you had flipped your sight towards your hand that had once clenched the stick, eyes blurred, you had furrowed your eyebrows while you could hear Jia call for your name as you had then collapsed.

masterlist

[saintgoths]

a 500+ followers thank you post coming soon!

[saintgoths]

ᴛʜᴇ ᴍᴏᴏɴ ᴀɴᴅ ʜᴇʀ ꜱᴇᴄʀᴇᴛꜱ

LEVI ACKERMAN X READER - THE FORBIDDEN FRUIT. [AOT AU]

[PART SIX TO THE REALM'S DIAMOND SERIES].

WORD COUNT - 2,413.

RATING - 18+. [slight angst, soft Levi, jealous Levi, m/f sex, riding levi].

[she also has other pairings thus the hashtags but its mainly levi x reader]. comments, liking, following and reblogging would be appreciated!

SUMMARY - levi learns of the blackmail against you and decides to do something about it.

previous chapter - chapter five.

Sometimes you had wondered if you were the most unhappiest girl in the world, destined to fall into society’s chain of what is supposed to be a woman. You had thought your title and connections were to aid you to allow you to be a bohemian, yet alas, men had controlled the world, and you were just a pawn.

Your family had invited the Ackermans to dinner, chiefly, Levi had thought it was best for everyone to get to know each other before the engagement party. You had sat beside Levi, arms low as you had avoided your brother’s look, hands under the table, one had wrapped around your main suitor’s paw, Levi, a keen man had noted the sick look you had attempt to hide, observant, the Ackerman glanced towards his suitress from time to time.

“[Y/N] would fit perfectly in our family,” Kenny smiled, prideful he had sent a charismatic wink towards your way, his brief motion had actually aided you to gain a pinch of confidence, and in response, you had gently smiled towards Levi’s uncle.

“I’m glad to hear that,” your mother smiled, excited that you were marrying into one of the most famous and influential families in du Aurous. Sometimes you could catch the excited bite lip your mother would pass onto your father, and as kickback, you’d scrunch your eyebrows. “Grateful to hear that my dear daughter has been able to gain a suitor like Mr. Ackerman.”

“Call me Levi,” your suitor said and content, your mother’s face brightened. With a quick look towards you, Levi returned his gaze towards your family. “She charmed me.”

Alert, Alan coughed. Annoyed, you had finally looked at your brother before you spoke. “Do you have a problem?” You kindly asked, your sweet tone laced with an underlying distaste.

With bare eyes, your brother clenched his jaw ere he shook his head. “No, no problem,” he said before he picked up his glass and took a sip before he reminded himself to sit up and raise his cuo as he stood up. “I send cheers for my dear sister and Mr. Ackerman,” Alan said, the atmosphere quiet and focused on your brother’s slight tipsy state, the warm candles placed carefully on the long table that had been covered by a fine white cloth made by the best silk, you had still wondered how it never caught on fire.

“I wish my sister, the best and safest life, and a happy future engagement,” Alan said and as he raised his glass higher, the rest clapped their hands together before they had cheered at his hasty speech.

༶•┈┈୨♡୧┈┈•༶

Before you had stepped outside with Levi, your mother had encouraged you to take one of your shawls fore you stepped into the night cold. Levi had wanted to speak to you privately, in the gardens that he couldn’t help but admire, as his eyes had painted over the setting, you had looked up at the moon, bottom lip tucked behind your teeth as you had gently thought about your future and what was to come.

“If there’s something you want to say, you can tell me,” Levi proposed.

Lips tight, you had thought of what he had just said, you clenched your shawl between your fingers before you moved your face to view him. “I can tell something is bothering you, correction, has been bothering you,” he continued, eyes soft, less cold than they usually were when he spoke to other people.

“Does it have anything to do with what happened yesterday?” He questioned as he then turned his body to face you properly. “If it is, I apologise---”

“It isn’t what you said yesterday,” you eventually said with a sigh. Eyes shyly trained on him, you looked at your main suitor with sad eyes before you spoke. “I’m not sure if I am supposed to marry you.”

Confused, Levi made himself laugh. “After what you have done to make me your main suitor?” He asked, astonished at your indecisiveness.

Arms now crossed; you had forced yourself to pull back your tears that you had felt creeping behind your orbs. You had wanted to speak, so deeply, and keen to know what had made you like this, the Ackerman had brought himself closer to you. “[Y/N],” he softly called. “What made you change your mind?”

With your hands now on your hips, you breathed in deeply to encourage yourself. “I don’t think it’ll be safe for me to do it.”

Confused, Levi pulled his head to the side. “Just tell me.” He painfully encouraged, in distaste of the anticipation.

“I’m being threatened by Sir. Argent,” you had said. “He wants me to marry him and if I do not, he will expose me to the public,” you explained as you pushed the shawl closer to your neck, you looked at your main suitor with wet eyes. “About my time with other men, especially Eren Yeager, he wants me to call off the engagement, along with my brother he has told everything to.”

“My brother, Alan, he is forcing me to marry him.”

“Do not call off the engagement,” Levi said, his voice husk and serious, he looked at you, his once soft eyes, steel with gravity.

Unsure, you shook your head. “I’m not sure.”

“[Y/N], I’ll protect you, I promise,” Levi persuaded, hands on your shoulders, you had gently smiled at his comment. “Come back to my home with me,” he said. “Stay for a while.”

With a frown, you had looked down at the floor. “I don’t think my family will allow it.”

“Do I have to remind you that you’re a suitress?” Levi teasingly asked. “You can do whatever you want. Especially since you’re under my protection.”

With a laugh of relief, you pulled yourself to hug Levi, satisfied of by protection.

༶•┈┈୨♡୧┈┈•༶

With the handle of a small bag within both of your hands, you had stood in front of the outside of the van Richesse manor, you had been surrounded by your family along with the Ackermans, it had been cold, Levi had offered to give his suit jacket to you but you had kindly rejected his attempt. So now, he had directed his attention towards your brother.

“She will be protected,” Levi carefully shared and as you could feel your brother share a look with you, you had awkwardly pulled your hands behind you.

“I hope the two of you will be talking about the engagement and the wedding,” your mother happily chimed and grateful for your mother’s warm presence, you bared your teeth.

“I promise that we will,” you reassured.

Hands clasped; your mother moved towards you. “Oh, that means I’ll have to come over soon, perhaps tomorrow! So Kuchel and I can help plan everything. You know how us mothers cannot be not excited when we our little ones are going tie the knot,” she shared happily, and as if her sentence had flipped a switch in everyone, the rest of the group invited themselves to speak. Levi who had been against the idea of being acknowledged as the “little one.”

As your personal coachman gathered you and Levi to the stagecoach, the both of you had shared your goodbyes before you had moved into the vehicle.

Most of the ride had been quiet, you had sat opposite each other; you who had enjoyed the night sky, and how big the moon had shone over the city, had felt Levi’s metal-like eyes steer into you, as if he had calculated how much your chest moved up and down in breaths and how much your eyelids had blinked. You had turned to him, curious to what was in his mind, he had looked beautiful, his greyish-blue eyes that usually bore into yours had appeared more inquisitive, thoughtful and curious.

His eyelashes had covered most of his eyes, and his usuall full lips were tight, as if he had prepared himself to ask a question that would move you uncomfortable. “You look like you want to say something,” you said and as he properly sat himself up, you spoke again. “Levi, is there something wrong?”

“You used to spend time with Eren Yeager?” He asked and awkward, you had moved your sight to your fingers ere you nodded. “And he had you after we danced at the Annual Ball?”

“Does it bother you?” You questioned. “I wasn’t even sure you were interested in me.”

Sour, Levi looked out of the carriage window.

“Eren and I do not speak any longer,” you softly explained. “We hadn’t, not for a long time.”

“That’s good to hear,” Levi muttered, and with his left hand clenched, he moved his hand towards his lap, unsure if he had wanted to speak any longer, you had pushed the back of your head against the seat and allowed yourself to enjoy the silence.

༶•┈┈୨♡୧┈┈•༶

You had brought your legs close to your chest, comforted by the warm water that had been provided to you by one of the maids that worked in the Ackerman home; you had brought your chin to rest against your kneecaps and softly blew through your mouth as you gently traced your thoughts.

The maid had offered to help you bathe but you had wanted to be alone. Levi had been in his office and you had pampered yourself. You had speculated to what Levi and Kenny would do to protect you, two men who have never known you for a month doing their best to aid you, whereas your brother, who you have known your entire life had been ready to sell you to the bitter man just for the sake of reputation.

As you had comforted yourself in silence along with listening to the quiet splash of the movement of water, you had been aware that the door had creaked open, unmoved and keen that it had been Levi, you heard the way he had taken off his clothes and as you had opened your eyes, you greatly smiled. “Joining me?” You had asked and with a look of tease, the man had carefully moved towards you.

“Of course,” he confirmed and as you gently pushed yourself backwards to make more space, you trained your eyes on your main suitor who had made way to sit opposite you.

Of course, he’d look amazing wet, was what you had thought, he had such an intimidating stare, but the look he normally wore had always moved you into a lustful manner. You had watched how he damped his hair with his currently wet hands, Levi had used his digits to stroke through his straight raven locks, eyes keen on you, aware with the growing redness that spread in your cheeks.

“What are you going to do about Sir Argent?” You asked and as he pulled himself closer to you, you felt the pad of his thumb gently stroke your chin.

“Kenny and I will have it under control,” Levi responded, his voice soft and romantic but anxious, you had furrowed your eyebrows.

“You told Kenny everything?” You questioned.

“I told him of the things that mattered, not of what happened between you and Eren.”

Thankful, you had rested your face against his shoulder. “Thank you, Levi.”

“I want you to feel better,” he muttered and comforted, you had lifted your face to look at him to bring yourself to kiss him.

He had been accepting to your movement, his wet hand pressed against the back of your head as he gently embraced your lips. Softly, you had moaned, smoothly you had dragged yourself to properly sit on his lap and wrap your legs around his waist; Levi who had been quick with his movements had pushed his fingers between your thighs, his mouth had hastily moved up your neck while his lips sucked on your skin leaving his love against you body.

“You like that?” He whispered and responsive, you had nodded, eyes twisted shut you had aided yourself to rub your cunt against his fingers, figure tight as you could feel herself easily cum against his hands, embarrassed, you had pulled yourself back, your eyes doe as you could feel your body ached for more. “Don’t be embarrassed, I normally make you cum that fast.”

Humoured, you had wrapped both of your arms around his shoulders. “So arrogant,” you giggled fore you pressed your mouth against his lips. “Now make me cum again.”

“My pleasure,” he smirked as he smoothly pushed his cock inside of you, his girth had relaxed your body and in content, you had licked your lips as you could feel both of his hands move towards your hips, his arms had possessively folded around your figure and you could feel his warm chest press against yours.

You couldn’t help but moan loudly as he started to roll his body, and while the size of his shaft had stretched you inside, the man had begun to thrust his hips upwards, the length of his sex kissing the softness of your hearth, your hands moved to his shoulders as your moans attempted to keep up with his movements.

“Oh—Levi!” You whimpered as you had arched your back as reflex to the tip of his cock reaching to the depths of your cunt, moved, your eyes had watered. “So deep!” You breathlessly moaned. “Just like that, don’t stop---please!”

“Keep moaning for me,” he sighed, his hold tight as he continued to jerk his hips upwards. “So perfect,” he had moaned. “[Y/N], my [Y/N]!”  He moaned, the heat of his high had hastily made through his body but he had used his strength to hold back his climax. “Keep bouncing like that,” he encouraged.

“Yes! Yes!” You moaned fore, her nectar surged through your body, tired, you had rested your body against his, gratified with how he had resumed to use your body until he began to milk his ropes into you, his eyes heavy as he leaned back against his bath tub, using the time to catch his breath, you could feel the Ackerman pull himself out of you ere he commenced to stroke your hair before he started to whisper sweet nothings in your ear.

“I’ll always protect you pretty bird,” he commented and content, you had smiled as you had tried your best to not fall asleep.

masterlist