#Elbert is about to paint the town red

[judesmoonbeauty]

Elbert Greetia - Ch. 21 - Romantic Route Quick Quip

Not 100% accurate. Cybird owns everything. Contains spoilers. Alternate translation marked ///

Context:

After returning to Crown castle, Victor and crew greets Elbert, Kate, Roger and Alfons. After everyone reunites Victor dismisses everyone. El asks if he can speak to William and Victor about something without Kate.

Kate is worried about Elbert, but leaves so they can speak. He then asks them for the client list of those involved with the recent incident. William hands Elbert the dossier and remarks that the name El is looking for is listed on page 19 - the name of the person who requested Kate’s abduction.

Elbert: Jeffrey….

Victor's smile deepened as he heard the horrifying tone of his voice, as faint as a single drop of rain falling in the dark night.

Victor: That’s right. The butler of your mansion.

William: Among the clients on that list…

William: Are people who’ve made repeated malicious requests, especially those who are in a position to appease the judiciary.///Are people who’ve made repeated malicious requests, especially those who are in a position to bribe those in judicial positions.

William: As I said earlier, we the Crown, are planning to condemn them.

William: But, what to do with him, who is a first time offender, and who has no power? I think I’ll leave him to you.

William: How about it?

Elbert: Oh. 

Elbert: Thank you…Leave it to me.

I got chills when I read Elbert’s last sentence. CHILLS. Jeffrey is gonna get it like the piece of disgusting trash he his. London is about to turn red.🍿🥨🍭

[myusuchaa]

Elbert Greetia x afab reader - Tempted by Forbidden Fruit

ღ w.c.: 2.7K

ღ paring: elbert x afab reader/ Y/N

ღ cw: MDNI, NSFW, explicit sexual content, based on slight spoilers from Elbert's both endings special epilogue, use of Y/N, biting, oral, foodplay, fingering, dom, obsession, teasing

ღ a/n: well well, my first elbie nsfw fic is here!!! it is based off his both endings special epilogue, but mostly only the setting and a couple lines, so it doesn't have too many spoilers. i've been in love with this scene for months and wanted to finish what was started in the story.. hehe. elbie is the type to be in charge and yet still a needy, pouty lil bby and i love that about him. hopefully you do too, enjoy!!

MDNI ༶•┈┈୨♡୧┈┈•༶MDNI

You stood in the kitchen with one half-made and one fully baked apple pie laid out on the counter before you and Elbert.

Red, delicious apple slices, sprinkled with cinnamon and sugar, were strewn about. Excess dough sat in a small bowl to the side near a tall jar of flour, now half empty and decorated with your and his fingerprints. 

It was a warm spring afternoon, and you and Elbert stayed in his manor on his day off, spending the time idly together. After learning of a new apple pie recipe, you both decided to try your hand at baking it, rather than leaving it all to the cooks and maids as they usually would do. In fact, Elbert had told all of the staff at the manor to take a leisurely day off in town, leaving you two isolated in the loving cage that was his mansion on the cliffs by the sea.

You plunge your spoon into the warm and steamy pie for a taste test. “....Mmmm, this might be the best apple pie I’ve ever tasted!”

Elbert pouts slightly, “I want a bite..”

The spoon with a new piece of pie is brought to his sculpted, perfect lips. He gazes down at you with the same intensity as always while taking the pie into his mouth.

“Mm.. indeed. It’s delicious. Very well done,” he replies softly. A  gorgeous smile graces his lips, showing off how relaxed and content Elbert is in this moment. 

Ah… he is beautiful.

“Isn’t it?! I’m pleased you like it, Elbert,” you reply a bit bashfully. “I’m so happy with how this turned out. We should bake and save the second one so the houseworkers may try.”

Elbert gives a small nod in a reassuring manner, as he usually does. He has always been attentive and caring toward the Crown staff, some of whom now work at his manor. That gentle, doting side of his continues to fully enrapture your heart as the days spent with him grow.

As he reaches for another bite, not with any silverware but with his own hands, you can’t help but pause to think about how you two must look in this moment. 

Elbert is in a single linen button-up shirt, thinner and more casual than his usual attire that goes under his vest and ascot. His sleeves are rolled up just to his elbows, another fashion choice he rarely gets the privilege to make due to his constant appointments as a nobleman. His slender yet toned forearms, painted with veins that ran down through to his fingers like pale blue rivers, really stood out against his soft visage. Admittedly, seeing his arms like that must feel like what men think when they see a woman’s bare ankle and calf. It truly makes for a wonderful view.

You wear a light, rose pink and baby green floral dress he recently picked out for you. There was no petticoat or skirt layer - only a thin laced string tied in a droopy bow on your back prevented the top half from loosening and falling off of you. Both of you had flour, sugar, salt, cinnamon, and apple bits stuck on various places of your clothes and body.

“You know, this is quite a sight. Eating scraps of pie with our fingers, all messy, while standing in the kitchen,” a giggle escapes you as you glance at him while eating the next bite. He chews slowly and tilts his head quizzically. “I mean… you being a nobleman and doing this… feels a bit naughty.”

In saying this, he smirks and looks off into the distance, as if he’s remembering something.

“I have been schooled in the ways of etiquette, but.. After Al came to live in the mansion, I would occasionally... get into mischief with him, when the adults weren’t looking. Sometimes, Al’s pranks ended up getting me in trouble, but….” he trailed off and paused for a while before blinking a couple times and turning back to you. “More often than not, they saved me from dark thoughts.”

A fleeting surge of envy made its way to your facial expression, and you cast him a sidelong stare while picking at the pie.

“Ahh.. that sounds so nice. I somehow wish I knew you then…” you were aware of the faint flush growing on your cheeks and the coy look you threw at him. Smiling, you say, “I would have loved to do things like that with little Lord Elbert.”

I don’t know why but I’m envious of Alfons…

You heard him chuckle under his breath before he asked, “Are you.. jealous, by chance?” His sapphire eyes looked at you with a gleam that told you he already knew the answer and was just seeing how he could toy with you.

“....yes.”

Now that it was made obvious - that the thought of doing something thrilling and ‘against the rules’ with him was extremely enticing, that you wanted to be the one to give him happiness - you really couldn’t help but blush.

Elbert laughed again in a husky tone before drawing nearer to you. He swooped in to kiss you mid bite, his arms suddenly on either side of you, pressing you up against the counter while his tongue reached between your lips to steal some of the apple that was beginning to melt in your mouth.

He pulled back and his ocean blue eyes darkened to a stormy glaze. “Sweet,” he whispers. You watch his adam’s apple bob up and down as he swallows what he stole from you.

“Elbert!”

“What is it?”

He asked this teasingly, but somehow innocently at the same time. His duality drove you insane.

Before you could answer, his hands grabbed your waist and effortlessly lifted you up. 

“Wh-Wha..!!”

He placed you on the ridge of the counter, quickly swiped off the kitchen supplies that were in the way behind you with zealous power, and then pushed you back and down onto the messy, wooden surface. He loomed over you with a beautiful grin. 

“Oohhh.. Right here?!” you gasp, a thrill rising within you.

“...Make some mischief with me in the kitchen.” His voice dropped into his lower, sultry register that made anything he said impossible to resist. “Don’t you want that?” The words danced off his pretty lips with a smile.

“Mm.. s-sounds fun..,” you stammered.

His lips were enticing as stared at them. “I want to experience it with you as well.”

With a smile he closed the gap once more and kissed you passionately, his tongue glossing over your teeth. He began to trail his kisses down to your jaw, your neck, collarbones, and chest. As he did this he lowered one forearm onto the counter, using that hand to stroke your hair and face. His other hand was placed first on the table and then on your knee, forcing your legs to come up and wrap around his waist. Something warm and hard pressed against you.

He exhaled hungrily into your ear after nibbling your earlobe, “You taste so sweet…I feel like I have a decadent dessert laid out before my eyes.”

“Nnghh…Elbert, I..,” you plead, savoring how good it feels when he switches from gentle to forceful, when that beastly look, as if he is about to devour you, starts to contort his expression with a dark greed.

Continuing to lick and suckle the flour and juice from your skin, his hand slips under the small of your back to deftly undo the bow on your dress. His fingers crawl up to the neckline and he pulls it down, like you are his present on his birthday that he can’t wait to unwrap. He bites the fabric and drags it over your breasts with his teeth.

“Wait!! You–y.. Mmnn!!” The feeling of his tongue and hot breath on your now enlarged nipples is downright maddening. You realize your empty pleas to stop him are useless.

His long eyelashes flutter as he rests his chin on your stomach and looks up at you. “You want to make me happy… yes?”

Caught in your throat is something between a cry of agreement and a satisfied moan. You nod your head vigorously, “Yes… I want that..nngh”

He sucks harder on your nipple, sending a wave of pleasuring sensation down your stomach. Still in between your legs, he lifts your dress as his hand expertly finds its way to your throbbing, moist spot. One, two, three intentional circles stimulated you, as he groaned, “Then who am I to refuse such a sweet temptation?”

“Mnnn-,” you instinctively lock your ankles together around him and pull him in. Both of you, eager to lap up the sugar and saliva dripping from each other’s mouths. His fingers slip under your panties and push into your dripping heat.

“Mnn, let me hear the voice that’s only for me, Y/N,” he rasps, reaching in and out with his long, agile fingers, as if curling them in to beckon you closer. A bite sinks into your shoulder, sending a shock of ecstasy to the pit of your core, aching for more. 

“El… ah..I-I’ll be too loud..” Before you could finish he kissed you once more with a growl rising from his throat. He knew exactly what you wanted. You come undone on the counter as he swallows your moans, all you could do was grip the edge to hold on for dear life as he hastily pulled off your underwear and knelt down to drink your nectar. “Ahh, sh-!”

He stops you by pushing the fingers that were just inside you into your mouth, caressing your tongue with his thumb, you sucking in pure pleasure as he feasted on you below. You grab his golden locks and move him round as he inhales your glistening cream like it’s his last meal. You feel yourself on the precipice of climax. His tongue traced your vulva and clit softly but with intense longing, and as he did so you heard him loosen his belt and unzip his pants.

Just as the greedy queen longed to be beautiful, you craved his entire, beautifully exquisite being, sinfully delectable. A nobleman on his knees for you…whining in desperation. 

Elbert then stood up, a sheen of manic desire in his jewel-toned eyes. “Y/N, I’m a greedy man…”, he says, breathless. “When I say I want you..”

You reached out to wrap your arms around his neck and pull him toward you, meanwhile he held his pulsating length just a centimeter from your swollen entrance. He taunts you by lightly rubbing his tip, moist with precum, in circles on you. Just the feeling of it makes your eyes roll back. 

“Nnghh… feels s’good… and I know.. El,” you can barely speak at this point. In your mind you are begging him to thrust his manhood into you.

“..It means I want to see all of you. Show me what sends you - nngh -  over the edge..,” he slid into you while saying this and readjusts your position until you fit securely in his arms, wrapped around your waist. Your back arched in response as he slow-thrusted forward. A satisfied sigh left him as your moist cunt was welcomed his length in full.

“Let me in deeper…” he was already panting, pleading, eyebrows upturned, yearning for your touch. “...into your very core… this too..mm..” he rubs your clit with his hand as he rhythmically pumps his erect member in and out, hitting that sensitive bead every single time. “..this is mine.”

“Mnn..nnggh- Elb-..!” Your moans fill the empty hallways, the heat radiating from you two becoming palpable as fog against the window above the counter. For some time after he enters you, there are no words spoken. Only the melody of your voices, sounds, his moans - a sensual duet filled the silence. He continued to stroke your sweet spot with his gifted cock, an intensity so strong you felt yourself drift into absolute bliss. His languid yet desirous rolling of the hips has your nectar dripping down the sides of your thighs. Looking up at him in a daze you see his gorgeous, ocean blue eyes gleam under his bangs that fall in front, tinged with madness. More love bites are left on your collarbone and breasts, him only pulling away after a hot mark, the color of a plump red apple, is left on your skin.

“Hah..” he heaves in and out with more force now, tensing his erect member and pushing it as far as it can go until you squeal, his bulging head hitting your cervix as you dig your nails into his back. “You’re mine…Y/N.” The sight of you gasping, writhing, and with the hickies he left on your delicate chest drove him wild. That deep, slimy desire - that dark voice within him: Claim her. Own her.

He suddenly pinned both of your wrists together, crossed over your head, with one of his large hands. His grip was shockingly strong, it made for the perfect shackle of flesh. Chained to the counter by his right hand, he groped your exposed and supple breasts repeatedly with his other hand as he quickened his pace in and out of you. His lips turned up in a crazed smile. Almost laughing in hysteria and illicit pleasure, he gritted, “Mmn.. Hah, you’re beautiful..” He lifted your right leg over his shoulder to get even deeper inside you, both of you crying out as you near orgasm. Still with one hand crucifying your arms to the table, his other hand wrapped around your thigh with wanton obsession. His pearly white canines sank into your thigh as he licked playfully and pushed his erection deeper still. 

Damn it, how can he be so.. so!! “!!! Ahh.. Nngh, I-I’m.. I’m gonna-!!” you yelp as you try to shake off his hand that held yours down, attempting to claw at the air, extreme rapture making you shake and twist, intensifying the feeling of him hitting your g-spot. 

“Wait,” he hissed, “I’m not satisfied yet-” he slammed your wrists back down above your head and locked your leg in place over his, bending into you, breathing in your scent and gorging on the sweat beads that formed on your neck. No doubt, his carnal urges drove him to the brink of abandon. Before you was a man filled with lustful greed. His eyes a darker shade of blue, his silky hair now strewn and sticking to his chiseled chin and neck. You kiss his lips as if deprived of oxygen. A faint hint of cinnamon fills your palate. 

Mere seconds later you both reach the climax at nearly identical times. “Ah!! El, I’m-”

With one forceful thrust, he erupted inside of you. A warmth unlike anything comparable spreads within. You cum as whimpers leave his lips and exaggerated breaths make his chest heave deeply upon you, his rock solid length throbbing inside. Pulling his hair and squeezing your thighs tightly around his waist, an ice cold and yet burning wave of ecstasy, like an ocean wave on a summer night, rolls over you both. Your panting mirrors his, and he lays on top of you, motionless, save for the rise and fall of your silhouettes from the sunset glow peaking through the window above you.

Slowly, he pulls out, still somewhat hard, and within seconds a gushing flow trickles out and down onto your behind. He stood in front of you, erect enough for his glistening cock to still stand, a drop of your viscous honey dripping from his tip.

A gentle touch of his finger catches his cum that drips out of you before it falls on the floor. He delicately traced your rosy, swollen cunt. Leaning down to kiss you on the forehead, he asks timidly, “Are you alright?” 

He pulls you up into his arms, holding you like the most precious treasure in the world.

“Mm, y-yes.. but Elbert…that was…,” a naughty, playful smile bloomed on his stunning face when you called his name. 

“Yes, Countess? Will you scold me now?” He teased, as he dusted some flour on the tip of your nose with his index finger.

Gleeful laughter from both of you danced on the breeze, followed by the scent of freshly baked apple pie.

fin

[myselfinserts]

“We’re not pure of heart but we’re sure of aim”

"Uncle, please-"

"Go on! Go out! You need to live a little! Amaryllis will be finelooking after us. Now go be a young woman!"

Elbert was thrilled when Mary left for France. On the onehand, he was mad because he knew she'd be pestering him. But on the other hand,nothing was more of a wakeup call than that off support students at university.She'd get such a case of whiplash, he was almost angry he would miss it.

Almost. The lesstime he spent around Skald, the longer he was certain he'd live.

Marianne had been invited out for dinner with some colleaguesfrom the hospital, and Elbert insisted she go. She was still young, anddeserved a night out after doting on him for the last year. She deserved it,especially since Tanith's little pen-pal would be coming to stay with them overthe school break. Marianne needed some time to be an adult.

So he kicked her out of the house for the night, ordereddelivery from the Secret Felines, and then proceeded to make himselfcomfortable with his latest telenovela. Made a list of errands to run beforethe pick up later that week. With no one bothering him, he even had time topull up some coding programs he'd meant to finish before Regi left for school.

It was the perfect evening.

Tanith eventually came in to wish him goodnight, followed byAmaryllis letting him know they'd be reading in their room for a little whilebefore bed. Elbert closed his coding, and was just about to wheel out to grab alate night snack when he got a request for a video call.

From Esmé Rosine.

Oh, thisshould be good. He pressed accept. "Hello little bloom.How's the idiots?"

Esmé rolled her eyes. "Funny. They seem to bedoing well. The ones I brought on the trip, anyway. Only a few get to go see Perun'sin person. Though not sure he'll have time to see us."

"I doubt it. The man is currently obsessed with hisyoungest client." Elbert took a quick glance at the door jokingly."Don't tell nobody about Amaryllis, will you? Last thing Regi needs is aPerun connection painting a target on him."

"I won't. You know me better than that. Now, about whatwe talked about last time-"

"My sister and brother-in-law's remains haven't beentouched since the funeral. I had them excavated and properly cremated as aprecaution, and even had them turned into crystals if you can believe it. Aservice recently being provided from Hallows." He paused. "Whoever itis that has access to Dafyd's quirk, clearly got the sample before the missionthat killed him."

"I see." She lightly tugged on her braid, red gazedowncast and pained. "I was afraid of that."

That's notgood. "Esmé. What's going on?"

Rosine let out a sigh, hugging her knees tightly."Manabu…"

Elbert flinched. Very few called him by his first name. Andfor Esmé of all people to say his name? She never did that. Sheshouldn't be physically able to do that. Where are the insults? The namecalling? Where's the talented bitch he enjoyed banter with?

Wherever she went, she left behind a melancholy teacher inher stead.

And that scared him far more than anything.

"I lost a student on the case," she said. "Oneof my brightest has disappeared. It's only a matter of time before he turns upin the hospital like the others. And I don't know what's worse. The fact that hewas taken, or the fact that none of his classmates seem concerned he'sgone."

"…I understand." He sighed, lightly rubbing theback of his neck. "We're not pure of heart. No support designer truly is,I think. But we're sure of aim. At least, we are when it comes to ourambitions."

"I suppose it counts for something." She shook herhead. "But that doesn't help Benoit. Or Onesime. Sabine-"

"You're memorizing their names."

Rosine nodded. "If I don't, who will?"

"Fair enough," Elbert conceded. "Which one wasyour student?"

"Benoit. His name is Benoit Savatier. He'll begraduating next year." She giggled, tears welling in her eyes slightly."Specialized in footwear if you can believe it. Wanted to open a littleshop in the town center just to cater to Heroes with special needs in shoes,along with prosthetics. It was all I could do in his first year to convince himhe could go bigger." Rosine took a deep breath. "I just hope he'll beable to bounce back if…no, when he turns up."

He smiled. "That's the spirit. Stay hopeful. Even whenhe turns up, he's not gonna quit on himself like the others. He'll have youthere."

"Yes…yes he will." She smiled at him, finallyrelaxing. "You know…I suppose you still have some brains in that stupidpurple haired head of yours, you lavender bellied coward."

Elbert burst into laughter, tugging on his ear slightly ashis face burned. "There's the #1 support apprentice bitch I know andlove."

"And don't you forget it, Manabu."

“That’s Elbert to you.”

“I like your first name better. Sounds less like a nerd.”

The two continued their conversation, briskly going over thecase a bit more before moving on to other topics. Anything and everything. Heknew he wouldn't remember half of it come morning. But when the talk ended, andhe finally turned in for the night, he found he didn't mind.

Just having that one conversation, and he felt more alivethan he had in a while.

Now if only he could stop blushing like a school girl insummertime.