#Sub!Lilia vanrouge

[dddomenstarstwst1]

Ideas, you say? Then may I request with Lilia with a side of dollification… it started as a joke, but it’s not a joke anymore. This is my first ask, though take as much time. I adore your writings.. very addicting 💗

I don't know much about dollification, but I've done some research, so hope you enjoy! Thank you for requesting, honey!

My Perfect Doll (ft.lilia)

Warnings: sub!lilia, dom!gn!reader, dollification, dub-con, obsessive behavior, feminization, handjob, praise kink, excessive usage of 'doll'

a/n: this was harder to write than i imagined, but mama raised no pussy so i got this

It felt wrong at first. After all, how could you make your partner sit in one place, in one position for such a long time. Yet, Lilia never complained. Not a word left his mouth since you sat him on the bed.

You'd say it was frightening, if it wasn't... Arousing. Usually you'd never hear the end to his rambling, constant teasing and dirty talking. But right now Lilia was silent, a pretty smile on his face.

"What a beautiful doll I've got my hands on! So pretty. So mine." Your lips twitched into an amused smirk, hands run up Lilia's thighs. The hem of the frilly lolita dress rides up alongside your touch, revealing more smooth skin. It feels like silk under your palms, almost unreal, something of a doll.

Which he is. Your doll, that's what Lilia was. Yours only. With a content smile on your lips, you let the skirt fall down, taking it's place. You wonder how long it'll take you to crack that perfect facade.

Your fingers press on his chest, dropping his weight on the bed. He looks petite compared to it, which only awakens mischief in you. You dig your fingernails in his plush thighs, watching even the smallest of changes in his expressions. His face is still, though you're almost sure you saw one of his eyebrows furrow for a second.

"I'm a lucky person! To have something as beautiful as you, my doll, is a luxury. I want to play with you, I want to touch you, to be your only owner." Your face moves drastically close to his underwear, a pretty piece that matches the overall aesthetic. Carefully, as to not break him, you lift the skirt up, pressing a trail of kisses along his hipbone.

"Mh!" Your eyes shoot open, a wicked smile on your face. Lilia tries to look like nothing happened, but you heard it all too well.

"Don't believe that dolls make sounds. Do they, Lilia?" His lips part slightly, but no sound escapes him, "Good doll. I'm going to use you however I like, you'd like that, right? After all, that's all you're good for."

Crimson eyes follow your movements, stopping when you hook your fingers under his panties. The fabric slides down his legs, revealing aroused dick. Even down there he's petite and pretty, leaking drops of pre-cum.

You spread his legs wider, focusing all attention on his erection. It's clear how this whole situation turns him on, his expressions are the equivalent of desperation. He wants to touch you, wants to moan so loudly, but your piercing gaze wipes any thought off of his mind.

Slowly creeping up, your fingers wrap around his shaft, lazily sliding up and down. The rise and fall of his chest, barely noticeable blush on his cheeks, haziness in his half-lidded eyes - everything indicated how close he was, how edged he was.

"What is it, Lilia? You look on edge. How about I help you with that, let you have that sweet release you're craving for." You wait patiently for his response, but after a couple of seconds of silence you decide to have a mercy on him, "Answer me, doll."

"Please..."

A wicked grin finds it's place on your lips. You're going to have so much fun ruining him tonight.

[siren-serenity]

Sub Lilia Vanrogue x Dom reader?

Btw, can this be taken in the past when Lilia was a fae general?

SUB! LILIA VANROUGE

"i've been missing your wonderful heat, lilia. care to give me a reminder?" "i could do you better." "oh?" "i could ride you."

characters: lilia vanrouge, fae gn!reader (mention of cock, but because it's fae mc, can imagine it to be a shapeshifter in gender) (mentioned to be taller) warnings: nsfw, dom/sub relationships a/n: - thank you anon for requesting! sorry it took so long, hope you like it! - feedback is appreciated!

The moment the soldiers were dismissed from the meeting, Lilia breathed out another heavy sigh. Ducking under the flaps of the tent, his magenta eyes scanned his surroundings, taking in all the ragged soldiers, the make-shift tent with the proud Draconia family crest on the flag, and did his best to ignore the screams and wails of pure agony from the medical tent nearby.

A caress near his arm made him jump; instincts made him grab for his sword only to realize that he had left it behind. Turning around, he met your amused eyes, your arms opening for a hug.

Lilia called out your name in relief, giving out a heavy sigh before jumping into your arms. With your larger frame, you easily picked him up, swinging him around, eyes meeting eyes in happiness.

"I'm so glad you're safe," Lilia sighed out once you put him down, resting his head against yours. The repetitive, rhythmic pace of your heart put him at ease, ensuring him that you weren't an illusion, that you were here. With him. Safe.

"As am I," He heard you breathe out, resting your chin on top of his long, black hair. Fingers ran through it, picking out the bright magenta streaks and raising him in Lilia's eyesight. "Oh? What's this?"

Lilia shrugged, simultaneously nuzzling his face into your stomach. "It makes it easier for soldiers to pick out who was who in the war. Plus, don't I look amazing?"

You chuckled. "I love it. It certainly suits you, my beast."

Lilia squeezed your waist tighter but blushed bright red when he felt something hard pressing against his body. You seemed to notice your beloved change color and only gave a low laugh.

"I've been missing your wonderful heat, Lilia," You murmured seductively into his ear, subtly grinding your erection onto his body. "Care to give me a reminder?"

The way his lover caged him in his arms made Lilia shiver and his body feel hotter as if there was a fire igniting in him slowly. He felt goosebumps raising on his skin the more you lovingly caressed him with your eyes, your gaze far too intimate for his heart to handle.

"I could do better," Lilia blurted out before blushing and half-wishing that he could take back his words, half-wishing that you would take him seriously. Seeing the way your head cocked to the side and your eyes gleamed with interest made Lilia stutter and continue.

"I could ride you."

You let out a little chuckle and Lilia felt himself get slightly nervous. Things were never good when you chuckled, especially during the war. They called you a 'wild card'; unpredictable, even to your lover of many years.

You squeezed Lilia tight before suddenly hoisting him into your arms. Lilia let out a mousy squeak before wrapping his legs around your waist. His cheeks flushed red at the number of eyes staring.

"W-what?"

You only stared at him, a lustful glint hidden in your eyes. "You think I can wait? I waited weeks for you, my beast."

You murmured a warning to duck before entering the tent you both owned. There, in the middle was a bed and you gently laid Lilia down before stripping, not at all ashamed by your hardened member protruding against your military uniform. You tossed it carelessly to the side before sitting on the edge. Lilia had already removed his clothing with magic, too impatient to do it the manual way, and was impatiently straddling your waist.

His cute little cock was already leaking pre-cum by the tip, the pearly white substance coating it and making it drip all over your stomach. Lilia shamelessly ground onto your stomach, completely contrasting to his shy mood for not even two seconds. He looks at you pleadingly and you nodded, a smirk on your face.

"Give me a show, Lilia," You purred, caging his wrist in your grasp. Lilia was forced to stare at you and you gave him a grin. "Give me your best. Make me cum inside of you. Then, maybe, I'll give you a good fuck."

Lilia nodded frantically before piercing himself on your cock, letting out a loud and slutty moan as his slick entrance, so wet, so slick, so perfect for you to slip in and brush against his prostate. He felt like he got even wetter as you watched himself slowly sinking into your body with such a lustful glint in your eyes.

His magenta eyes rolled back, his mouth opened, and panting slightly. There was already a little bead of drool that was threatening to fall. Lilia braced himself, his cold hands on your stomach and yours gripping onto his waist as if forcing him deeper.

"Ngh," He moaned and began moving, bouncing as he tried to make each thrust deeper and deeper until your tip was hitting that spot- the spot that is giving him so much pleasure.

His lubed up walls clamped snugly around your length with every slap of his bottom against your hips.

You let your head fall onto the bed, closing your eyes as you felt the euphoric feeling of Lilia squeezing so fucking tight around your dick, his walls seemed like they were determined to milk every bit of cum from you. The fae felt himself squeeze your cock even more, the tingling in his stomach signaling his first (and most likely not last) orgasm quickly approaching.

Lilia only moaned and groaned aimlessly, the lustful noises filling the tent. The heat between you was already causing beads of sweat to form, the scent of lust and sex was empowering. Sweat glimmered on his pale skin while his bright pupils dilated into thin slits.

"I'm close, I'm close," Lilia cried out like a prayer but you sat up suddenly and grabbed him by the waist. Fuck, he was so tight around you, you didn't know if you had much patience anymore. Lilia whined and continued to grind, trying to chase his high. He was so close!

"Please! Let me cum-"

You suddenly halted your thrusting and moved to reposition Lilia so he was now cock-warming you with his legs wrapped tight around your waist so he could push your length deeper, and your faces were on the same level. You murmured a "well done, beasty" harshing locking lips with him. His eyes widened and he melted into the kiss, groaning into your mouth. He quickly resumed grinding on your throbbing member, chasing his high so he could finally be on cloud nine. Lilia's sharp nails clawed at your back and you knew despite being under the hazy spell of sex that your back would be filled with those crimson marks.

Lilia unlocked lips with you to cry out a "You feel so good, fuck!" as you continued to thrust wildly into him, feeling your member hardened, and that fire pooling in your abdomen made you desperate to unleash your cum into Lilia's delicious warmth.

He saw stars, blinding his vision white as he came close to his orgasm. He groaned, burying his face into your sweaty neck.

"Please," Lilia moaned out, his sharp nails scratching onto your back. You let out a hiss at the feeling but at the same time, it was oh-so pleasant. "Can I...ngh!...can i cum?"

You nodded, hair wet and dripping with sweat before thrusting your member in one last time before you groaned loudly. Lilia gasped as he felt his walls clenching around your dick as you came into him. He couldn't resist the urge anymore; Lilia simply let out a hoarse moan, his back making a clean arch off the bed and eyes clenched tight. He sees stars, blinding white in appearance; he feels the tension growing within himself, signaling his orgasm. His walls squeeze tighter around your cock, and you threw your head back to let out a moan.

"Lilia," You moaned out as Lilia panted. Heat breaths escaped his mouth, his body lazily stretching on the bed as you pulled out; the combination of sweat and cum made the action sound so lewd.

"Did I do good?" Lilia murmured as he sat up before groaning in pain. His legs felt so weak and sore, but Lilia couldn't resist the silly, lovesick grin climbing onto his face.

You hummed as you came back with towels in hand. Your body was void of anything; magic was really useful in times like this. But when it came to Lilia's aftercare, you were sure to do it manually. Another non-verbal way of showing your love to your everything. Blowing onto them softly, the towels became warm in your hands with your enchanted breathes and you motioned for Lilia to come closer. He blushed bright red and you tilted your head.

"Can you...help?" Lilia coughed out, his normally pale face the shade of tomatoes. "My waist and legs..."

You laughed. "Of course! I caused it, so it is my responsibility."

Carefully, you cradled Lilia into your lap, settling him gently; your eyes were always so loving and kind. You murmured soft compliments as you wiped the sticky combination of sweat and cum off Lilia's body, pressing soft butterfly kisses onto his clean skin immediately.

Lilia suddenly tilted his head so he looked at you. A grin was still on his face, his cute little fang poking out.

"Can we cuddle afterward?"

"My beast, of course."

[domreader-headcannon-scenarios]

Kinktober day 20 Needy sub: Lilia (overstim, pegging, clingy ness, slight cb/t (you just squeeze his d!ck a lil too hard), )

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“Y-you’re not stopping, r-right?” Lilia whined out trying to grind against you. You lifted his hips to allow you to go deeper. “I-i don’t care if I’ve a-already came, keep going!”

You hum in acknowledgment and slow down. “No!” He cried out, trying to roll his hips to quicken your pace, only for you to stop him by grabbing his hips. “Nono! Please don’t stop!” He let out an exasperated whine, he tries to grab his cock but you beat him to it. You grab it, tightening your grip around the base the point his soft cock couldn’t even twitch.

“Hnng!”

He cries out, doubling over. You hold his cock while the pressure forces it to soften under your ministrations. “Beg for it and maybe I’ll help you, after all I let you get off three times already. Don’t you think it’s a little greedy to ask for more?” You huff out pretending to be irritated.

Lilia nuzzled into your neck, pretending to give a few kisses before biting into your shoulder. You stop completely and let go of him to push him against the bed, grabbing with his wrist and holding them above his head. He moaned in response. “Much better, now I-if you could move…”

He tried to roll against you but you had him completely pinned. “Maybe I should pull out and leave you like this.” His eyes widen at that. “You can just jerk off.” You let go of him, about to move away from him when he hooked a himself around your waist, rolling you over onto your back.

“Nonono! I’ll be good! I’ll be good! I’ll ride your strap!” He starts quickly bouncing on your strap. You feel it grind against your core, causing enough pleasure that you didn’t bother pushing him away.

-tagging: @obeymewanderer

[frenchfrywrites]

After studying your rules carefully, I believe this request is alright! Inspired by my earlier ask, would it be alright to do trans leona, malleus and lilia headcanons for reader using a Bluetooth vibrator in class? I hope that's okay! I'm getting a bit braver. - Woodsy

Leona, Malleus, and Lilia with a vibe throughout the day

MINORS DNI

Malleus

He’s very very confident that he can keep his composure

And unsurprisingly he totally can

You wouldn’t be able to tell that there’s a single thing wrong with him

For the whole day he goes about everything as usual

Doesn’t matter if you go from lowest to highest setting in a second

The most you’ll get from him is maybe a squeak that he masks as a cough

However 😈... 

Once the day is done he’s hopelessly desperate 

You’ll find that he’s cum multiple times throughout the day and his underwear are soaked

He’ll easily beg, and do anything to get the vibrator out of him

Malleus could do this every day if that's what you wanted.

He loves it and no one would ever figure it out

Lilia

Uh oh

Lilia is about to have a very challenging day

He loves the feeling of the vibrator and is trying so hard to contain himself and keep his composure

He surprisingly does pretty well 

He's just kinda noisy when you shift the controls 

He's very good with improvising excuses though, if anyone is to pry 

Any time he sees you on your phone he squirms in his seat

Nearing the end of the day he has to bite his lip and tongue a lot to hold back how badly he wants to react

He'll beg to be fucked as soon as you two are alone, because honestly I don't think he got off despite enjoying himself

Even if people are passing by, he does not care he is needy

If denied, he will absolutely cry

Loves to do this, because he can somewhat pay attention and he loves how desperate it makes him

Leona

Sleeps through the day as per usual 🙄

Only thing that changes is that when he’s forced to wake up he’s not quite good at hiding his reactions

Looks very angry because he’s biting his tongue trying not to moan

If he has to walk, his legs shake so badly

His excuse to people is that he did a very intense workout that morning 💀

He's far more cranky with everyone 

(He hates the feeling of his underwear being wet and they are soaked with his cum)

Aside from you of course, he has to be on your good side so you'll be benevolent at the end of the day

In fact he may be on his best behavior for you

He's just so eager for relief

He can do this occasionally, preferably on days where he doesn't have to move much

[dreamofjoys]

𝐇𝐎𝐖 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐘 𝐋𝐈𝐊𝐄 𝐓𝐎 𝐃𝐎𝐌𝐈𝐍𝐀𝐓𝐄 𝐘𝐎𝐔

fandoms involved: genshin impact, twisted wonderland, bleach (not all characters are inside)

tw: big doms energy, reader is sub (fem reader only), orgasm denial, manhandling

18+, smut content below

GOES SLOWLY AND SENSUALLY,BECAUSE HE KNOWS IT MAKES YOU GO CRAZY. big hands digging into your ass cheeks, pulling your hips down to meet his pelvis. the tip of his cock kisses your cervix, before retreating and meeting the spongy hole again. you could feel the veins adorning his cock grazing onto your walls, especially that one particular bulging vein at the side that touches your sweet spot every now and then. you shivered at the sensation, electricity shooting up from your spine and to your brain, leaving you in mushy thoughts. you beg him to go faster, but he only smiles in return. "why should i go faster? aren't you enjoying this?" he knows his right when you remain silent and can only look at him with your dumb fucked expression

MALLEUS DRACONIA, rook hunt, diluc ragnvindr, kamisato ayato, kuchiki byakuya

DOES IT LIKE NORMAL, EXCEPT HE CALLS THE SHOT. fucks you normally like any couple does. would go faster and faster just to chase his own release. you are reaching your high soon? he pulls out immediately, letting the high in you die down, denying you of any release. you look at him with teary eyes, hands wobbly grasping onto his as you beg your boyfriend to let you orgasm. he hums in satisfaction, before plunging back into you again and resuming back to business. he would occasionally deny you of what you want just to remind you that he is always in control.

LILIA VANROUGE, ROOK HUNT, vil schoenheit, idia shroud, KAEYA, al haitham, childe, kamisato ayato, zhongli, urahara kisuke, jugram haschwalth

HE'S ALREADY A BEAST, THUS FUCKING YOU LIKE NO TOMORROW. he holds you down by your neck, pushing your head to the pillow as he pounds into you roughly. you screamed whenever he fucks himself into you, his thick girth splitting your body apart. you stutter between your words while moaning in high pitch tone, telling him to slow down a little. he only grunts in response, flipping your body over and lifting your ass up high as he fuck himself deeper into you. he doesn't really care if you want him to slow down or stop. with the way your walls flutter around him with the increasing erotic squelching sound of your fluids and his mixed, he knows you enjoy this as much as he do. he is addicted to your pussy to the point that he brings himself to control how the sex session goes, just so that he could call you his.

LEONA KINGSCHOLAR, ZHONGLI

[jangmi-latte]

☾︎ 1:58 𝐏𝐌 ☽︎ 𝚜𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚌𝚑 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚙𝚕𝚎𝚝𝚎..

𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚠𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚞𝚕𝚝𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝙼𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚎𝚞𝚜 𝙳𝚛𝚊𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚒𝚊

warnings: very self-indulgent and a filler while i write this really long fic

FEMALE!reader with FEMALE!anatomy, slightly heavy nsfw, fingering, dom-sub relationship, setting is in briar valley, deep terminologies, mentions of marriage, hehe, uh...a lot more ehe enjoy!

1.7K words

𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐌𝐈𝐍𝐎𝐋𝐎𝐆𝐘

the following below are terms that may be too deep for some readers to understand:

Cabinet - the senior decision-making body of a monarch’s government

Chemise -  a woman's loose-fitting undergarment or nightdress, typically of silk or satin with a lace trim

Lady of the Bedchamber - a lady holding the official position of personal attendant to the monarch

"If it would require His Royal Highness’ audience on Tuesday, then I’m sure the people would be delighted...”

“…and he advised that there was no easy way around the governing rules of the Royal Counsel–…”

“Furthermore…. members of Cabinet…. opposed…made it clear….”

“……. government…. subversion…. teachings….”

All their words started to grow muffled as they rung through his head. His leg over the other, arms resting stiffly on the armrest as one arm remained positioned for him to keep his forehead leaning on his fingers. His eyebrows furrowed together as he stared off into a distance.

It was so strong; he wondered if anyone else could smell it. Not that it entirely bothered them anymore considering that he and she are already mated. Yet, that doesn’t sit well with the fact he is sitting with alphas capable of anything knowing that you are probably, or definitely, vulnerable at the moment. He wished and hoped this meeting would be over with. Peace in Night Raven College is something he ought to miss.

He only hoped that at least one of his retainers or Lilia was looking after you at the moment.

“Your Highness?”

Without shifting his position, his eyes immediately glanced over at the Prime Minister to his right. An alpha as well; it did not bother him considering how fierce Malleus’ gaze was at the moment. “The Parliament wishes to hear your direct opinions towards the deprivation of the duke’s rights, privileges, and incomes?”

“Must I have an immediate response considering that you have already discussed this with Her Majesty?” he responded leaning forward and resting his elbow, from the armrest and towards the table. He glanced down at the sheet of paper laid in front of him. That is, if he could still decipher what exactly he’s looking at still, considering that his vision was starting to haze.

“You have stated that Her Majesty would give ample time for the duke to renounce his decision towards Cabinet and so what may, let it be,” he sighed and squeezed his eyes momentarily as he sat back again. The Prime Minister gave a steady breath and looked towards the other men in the room.

“Then I suppose–“ came the Prime Minister before Malleus finally stood up, eyes snapping towards his figure in question.

“I’d say the discussion is over. I have other matters to attend to. Adjourn this session unless you wish to discuss it more with my secretary then be my guest.”

The servants, as swift as they can be, made way for the prince as they cleaned up the place he sat on. The Prime Minister and the rest of the governing men stood up and bowed in respect – although it came unseen as he already left. No one dared question what happened neither spoke about the sudden pheromones that scattered around the room.

And might one say, when the doors of the study hall opened, something sickeningly sweet welcomed the other alphas and they all knew the answer.

Her Royal Highness is in heat.

A matter they shan’t discuss behind the back nor in front of her husband.

“How is she doing?” Malleus asked the Lady of the Bedchamber who tried to match his fast strides towards your room.

“Mr. Vanrouge is doing the best he can to minimize her scent, Your Highness,” she said, walking a few ways ahead of Malleus. “While you requested– ordered rather –that she mustn’t take any suppressants anymore. She has been heavily persistent.”

“And did you give her some?” Dark was his voice as he narrowed his eyes at the fae. However, come what may with her serving the prince and his grandmother for centuries, this does not fear her anymore.

“No, never will, Your Highness.”

The closer they got to your quarters, the louder they could hear the muffled argument between you and, what they believe to be, Lilia. Malleus could smell it stronger now; sweet and addicting, a scent that nearly rivals that of Maraschino cherries. Even the footmen by your door are gone, seems like your attendant did her job perfectly. The Lady of the Bedchamber exhaled before nodding at the prince. Opening the double doors, he promptly went inside and the lady slammed it shut behind him.

He tried to compose himself as the whiff of your scent hit him – forthwith affecting him in the most cunning addiction ever. He could nearly taste it.

There you are, in your chemise, standing with arms outstretched to steady you as you leaned on the desk. Slightly bent over and heaving as if you just came from a war.

“Took you a while,” Lilia sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose, in his other hand held the bottle of heat suppressants.

“We wouldn’t…” you swallowed, “we wouldn’t even be doing this if you just gave me those pills!” you screamed, nearly a roar, as you looked over your shoulder and glared at the former general. The latter ignored you and walked over to the door waving at Malleus as he peeked inside one last time.

“I will alert your secretary and the queen about this. Don’t worry,” he grinned and closed the door.

Now it was just you and your alpha.

“Why are you so stubborn?” he questioned, voice steady as you hear his dress shoes click against the marble floor until you feel his presence behind you. You’re heavily annoyed that his scent could easily relieve yet weaken you whilst you felt your elbows shake. His hand went towards your chin and he tilted your head back until your whole body followed and pressed yourself against his chest.

You inhaled deeply; marveling in his mahogany-like scent. Whether he was purposely releasing pheromones or not, you didn’t care. At least, that’s what your mind told you and not the slick that keeps on dripping down your cunt.

You didn’t respond – instead you turned around and shoved your face to the crook of his neck, near his scent gland, and gripped his coat.

“I asked you a question,” he said, sterner.

“You have a meeting…” you exhaled shakily, subconsciously rubbing your thighs together the more you inhaled his scent.

Malleus, still as composed as ever, sighed and easily lifted you up before gently laying you on the bed. This wasn’t new to either of you – decades of being a married couple – it wasn’t as if you’d be ashamed of each other’s bodies like it was your honeymoon.

“Legs.”

You gritted your teeth, back arching as your scalp dug on the sheets. You are barely aware of your senses, just having the need, the lust, to just touch yourself and yet here you are. Drowning in the scent of your husband both on the sheets of your shared bed and on his person whilst you gripped on the duvet. Your heels pawed on the mattress; your legs remained narrowly open before Malleus placed his hands on your knees.

He spread you out, pushing your knees to your chest and easily ripping your panties off your hips. Leaving your heels to lay on his shoulders. Fuck, your pheromones are so strong. He was a hair’s breadth away from losing control as he spread your outer labia apart.

“Please…” you nearly sobbed, whimpering through gritted teeth.

Leaning over you, he pushed two fingers inside your cunt. It slipped in effortlessly and, doubtlessly, swallowed his fingers deeply. You choked on a moan; an arm going over your eyes as your hips grinded against the heel of his palm. He was trying to go slowly albeit his fingers slammed in and out your vagina with the squelch of your slick and skin against skin slapping on each other.

His cock was painfully hard against his trousers; yet he paid no mind as he pushed another finger inside. Stretching you out as his other hand pushed the arm that was over your eyes and pinned it to the side of your head.

“Look at me,” he ordered.

“Mal…” you cried, eyes foggy as you opened them halfway and bit on your lower lip to suppress your noise. It was heavenly, it was making you feel faint with your lips parted to let out soft and quick pants. You didn’t even last a second when you made eye contact with his face, with him looking down at your pussy as he continued to abuse your hole with his fingers.

“Did you touch yourself before throwing a tantrum?”

“No..!” you gasped, feeling him arch his fingers and hitting your g-spot. “Fuck...!” you reflexively clawed on his other arm (the one pinning your one arm down) with your free hand.

“Mal- more…fuck!” You could feel tears dripping down the sides of your face as he pushed and pressed his fingers deeper and faster. The wet sounds growing louder and louder as it grew harder for you to keep quiet.

Tighter and tighter.

You grew more sensitive.

Your clit hardened and your hips began to squirm.

And yet…

“Don’t lie to me, y/n.”

Your alpha pulled his fingers out of your vagina. It was dripping of foggy white liquid and as he stretched his fingers apart, transparent slick connected each finger to the other and he hummed in amusement yet his lips held no smile.

“Why–!” you shivered, bordering another tantrum before he grabbed your other wrist and pinned both your hands on your stomach. Letting your legs drop to the bed as he towered over you.

“Truthfully, do you think I believe you?” he arched an eyebrow, his three fingers rubbing your hardened and sensitive clit that made you hiss and push your face sideways on the bed.

“Y-You…” you panted, “It wasn’t easy! You didn’t…want me to…fuck more...more!” you begged, submissively. Hips quivering and legs kicking on nothing the more he pressed and stroke your bud.

Malleus hummed; entertained and, admittedly, feeling sadistic seeing as he could only be the one to bring you the release you wanted. Those panties were a clean new pair – with your wet pussy, he doubted you couldn’t have drenched those. Stop lying, y/n.

“I must say…” he snickered and pulled your hips towards the sides of the bed, making you arch your neck and look at him in surprise and curiosity; maybe even a little worried.

“I like hearing you beg, Your Highness.”

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hello asdfgsjdldkl this is a half fluffy half spicy request, how would you feel about writing a fem/gn mc who is autistic, but here’s the twist (lol)—their special interest is kink/bdsm? maybe they’re a bit shy about it at first since it’s not exactly something you just TALK about but one day they somehow end up infodumping? with Lilia, Idia, Vil, and Malleus, if that’s okay? (bonus points for mc being a sub ghjkslahsksl) (also if you’re not sure about how to write an autistic mc that’s totally fine, thank you for your service /gen ajshsjskdkl)

I tried to write this based on how my ADHD brain works with my special interests, so I hope this isn't as terrible lol also since you didn't say which kinks you'd like to see, I kept them a little bit more on the generalized side. If you'd like something more specific you can request again. Anyways thank you kindly for this lovely request, I had lots of fun writing it /gen <3

Synopsis: the boys are very intriguided to know about your secret special interest~ Characters: Vil Schoenheit, Idia Shroud, Malleus Draconia, Lilia Vanrouge Tags: NSFW, smut with context, bondage play, master/servant, power play, spanking/impact play Notes: gender neutral reader (unspecified body parts), everyone is 18+, excuse any grammatical errors,,,

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Vil looks down on you with an amused expression as you moan and buck your hips up, searching for the friction you so desesperately need from his hands. You were pressed against the couch with your wrists firmly tied up on your back and your legs held apart by the leather belts, your dripping arousal entirely exposed and unable to wiggle too much, keeping you on the edge of your climax as you relied on Vil's painfully slow and light touches. It all started from one of Vil's fashion jobs. Being one of Twisted Wonderland's most beloved supermodels, he was offered to take a catwalk under the name of a high-end brand trying to test a new niche of clothing and creative display: a mix of kinky props and everyday clothing, with emphasis on office attire.

Vil looks absolutely dazzling on his violet blue formal shirt, sleeves rolled up his elbows to expose the shoulder-lenght latex gloves. A black leather chest harness hugs his figure perfectly, highlighting his curves and accentuating his proportions, his clothing, paired with the sensual makeup, gave him a rather imposing, bossy feel - the perfect face of a dangerous temptation, especially for you.

So much you can't help but unload all the little details about harness fashion you know about, about how they can be used to better pick on certain body parts, how they can be used for bondage and how you would love to try some on-

"Hush now, my precious nightingale. I love it when you sing for me like that, but…" He coos softly, his breath tickling against the hot skin of your cheek as his fingers came to press against your lips, gently nudging them open; a taunt and a promise of something more to come. "…I would hate it if the agency's staff came into my dressing room to find you like this."

Your eyes widen, suddenly remebering that anybody could walk in on any second, curious about the amount of noise coming out of Vil's room. As you slowly part your lips to welcome his gloved fingers, you hear a low chuckle of satisfaction coming. "Good puppy," Vil's whisper melts on your ears like dripping honey as his fingers make their way between uour teeth, playing with your tongue. "You deserve a reward for being so well behaved."

"Y-you feel so g-good, darling…" Idia groans in contentment before slamming his cock deep inside you once more. A shaky, devilish laugh rolls off his tongue as he watches the way you struggle to keep you hand steady, trying your best to pour some tea without allowing even the tiniest drop to stain the sheets.

Idia was the one trying to suggest new things for you two to try out - on his own nerdy, embarrassed ways. He was too scared to openly admit his kinks, thinking that maybe you could find him a weirdo, so he would casually comment about something like he was just talking about the news, or even pointing out something unusual on a character from some anime.

However, Idia soon discovered about the hype of cat maid cafés, and as he 'innocently' showed you some of the recipes and how you could pick your maid's personality, he was surprised to see how it had sparked your interest, his face going alight as you passionately unravel about your love for cute maid outfits and how you do own one. Idia wasn't one to make bold moves, but that was just too good of an opportunity to let it slip away from his fingers, so he lightly suggests to see you with it…

And now you found yourself full-on roleplaying. Taking in the role of a humble, diligent maid to your master, you faced multiple challenges as Idia reveled on your misery, trying to keep yourself composed while serving him.

Idia's fingernails dig on your hips, pulling down on the black skirt as he bucks up against you, low gasps leaving his lips. You need to bite down on your lips to contain a curse, holding onto the teacup between your hands for dear life. "So cute and obedient…" You shiver at his praise, his voice laced with dark desire, pushing you down on his lap.

You are surprised by his hand possessively wrapping around your chin, forcing your face to turn to him. Before you can mouth any sound, he captures your lips, making your grip finally falter, droplets of tea splasing over Idia's legs.

"Oh no, seems like you've made a mess… better clean it up quick if you don't wanna be punished, huh?" He smirks with mischief, his pointy teeth grazing over your shoulder threateningly.

You shudder in antecipation under Malleus' firm grip around the back of your neck, pushing your face down into the sheets. His throaty growl lingers over your body, leaving goosebumps under your skin. "Mine," Malleus rasps, his teeth sinking down on your back, leaving behind a perfect mark. "And I'll make sure everyone knows who you belong to." Malleus is very curious regarding everything that involves human nature, entertained by even the simplest of things. It wasn't uncommon to find him nose deep inside books, drinking in the particularities of the ones so exquisite for his fae standards.

While spending the afternoon with you in Ramshackle Dorm, quietly fidgeting through your phones and simply enjoying each other's company, he accidentally looked over your smartphone right in time to catch you scrolling down on a Magicam post about 'power play'. His interest is immediately piqued, intrigued by whatever it meant; Malleus points it out, interested to know more about it, and as you eagerly explains what it means, Malleus nods and hums in understanding, his mind working out on this new discovery.

"That's a very exquisite concept. Tell me, Child of Man, would you be willing to give me a practical demonstration on the matter? I'm certain I could understand it better this way."

You tried to keep Malleus pinned down on the bed, your hands firmly wrapping around his wrists to keep him still. Your attempt in dominance only the Fae Prince, who effortlessly turned you to lay on your belly, restraining you by the arms. "Looks like I am the winner of this little dispute. Shall I indulge in my prize now?"

"Easy now, sugar bat. If you tense up too much, it will hurt even more." A low chuckle rolls off Lilia's tongue, mischief mixed with tenderness etched on his cherry-coloured eyes. The paddle on his hand slowly runs over your warmed thighs, the sensitive skin shivering and squirming under the rough leather feel, teasing and threatening to strike once more.

"Back in my day, those devices were used as torture tools to coax prisoners into talking about their secrets. Now, they are used in intimate rendezvous to give pleasure induced by pain." Lilia giggles, an innocent smile gracing his lips - a very fake one. The glint on his eyes suggesting some sly, hidden interest, like he wasn't just silently reading the fanfiction you were writing on your phone.

"So, you're interested on the complexities of pain and pleasure, huh? Would you like to indulge in a demonstration? I'll be more than happy to lead you into this forbidden experience, my dear." How could you deny such a confident, tantalizing suggestion? You knew a lot about the theoretical thing, having read a lot about fiction or even health-related articles about BDSM and impact play. Despite being shy about it, you knew you could trust Lilia.

"You're doing very well, sweetheart," Lilia's whisper is sweet and reassuring as his fingers gently thread between your locks, a soothing gesture in contrast to the dry impact of the paddle against your buttcheeks, marking the skin with a pinkish colour. The leather leaves a stinging sensation, making you gasp and squirm over Lilia's lap. He leans in to press a soft kiss on your forehead, a sly smirk playing at the corner of his lips. "Only ten more to go."

[intern-seraph]

mercy, mercy

You await judgement for unknowingly violating the human-fae treaty. The punishment is typically death, but the ever-so-kind General Vanrouge has an alternative proposal. (AKA, "I told my fae boyfriend that thinking about him behaving more like he did as a General is hot and we turned it into a scene??? (Not clickbait) (Gone sexual)")

i need lilia vanrouge to rail me into the bed (he is 3 inches shorter than me) anyways writing out the tags for this was kinda wild lmao please enjoy

originally posted on ao3

cws: BDSM scene, sexual roleplay, dom/sub dynamic, hard dom lilia, elements of consensual non-consent, sensory deprivation (sight), safeword usage, whipping, riding crops, collaring+leashes, degradation, vaginal fingering, overstimulation, multiple orgasms, spanking, orgasm control, forced orgasm, crying, rough oral sex, blowjobs, deepthroating, rough sex, vaginal sex, creampie, choking, aftercare, safe sane consensual, fem!reader

At this point, you’ve lost track of time. The room is so dark, not a single light turned on; even the windows are covered. You’re shaking when the door finally opens. You wince away from the narrow beam of light that slips through the cracked doorway. It’s quickly blocked, however, by a familiar and terrifying shadow. Your throat tightens, but despite the fear that shoots down your spine, you throw yourself on the floor before your captor.

“Please, I’m sorry, I didn’t mean t-to trespass. I swear, General, i-if I knew that I was going to pass through fae lands I —”

The door slams shut. You jolt and curl into yourself, whimpering. A boot presses down on your back, keeping you prostrate before the General. You can feel it as he stares down his nose at you. “Silence.” Your jaw clacks shut. “Intent means nothing. You are a trespasser, and therefore have broken the treaty between our people. Such a crime could be punished with death.”

Another whimper. Despite his command, you whisper, “Please, spare me. I beg of you.”

The pressure on your back increases. You cry out, shaking against the tread of his boot. “I told you to be silent. Do not make me repeat myself again, human. Now, while the punishment for your crime would typically be death, I have leave to do with you what I please.” The boot on your back vanishes. Before you can react, his fingers tangle in your hair and pull you to sit up on your shins. The General’s glowing ruby eyes rake down your body. “I think I know what will please me. It’s been so long since I last had a warm, soft body to keep me company.”

He doesn’t have to elaborate. Your breath hitches in your chest, eyes widening. On instinct, you press your thighs together. “Y-you want…”

“I want you, little human. It’s a far better fate than the alternative, I assure you. A warm bed, good food, fine clothing… and all I ask in return is your body.”

“A pet.”

“A crude way of saying it.”

“But I’m right.”

He yanks your hair, prying out a yelp of pain. “Your freedom or your life, human.”

It’s not much of a choice. You lower your gaze, take your bottom lip between your teeth. “Alright.”

The hand in your hair relents. He laughs lowly, his cruel grip turning into affectionate petting. You lean into his touch without thinking, grateful for the warmth. “Good human. You’ll train up nicely, I think.” Without a word, his hand leaves you. You collapse without his support. The General paces around you, paying no mind to your prone body. Behind you, you hear him rifle through something. He appears at your back in a few strides and slips one hand around your throat. It’s not enough to restrict your breathing, but it still makes you tense up. Gently, he coaxes you to sit back on your heels. A strip of soft leather meets your skin, and you breathe out a shaky sigh as he fastens a collar around your neck. “We’ll start right away.”

He tugs on the lead. You follow the pull, scrambling to your feet. “S-start what?” you ask.

The General laughs. Suddenly, he shoves you face-first onto a soft, springy surface. “Your training, of course. Starting with a punishment for your misbehavior.” He hums as his fingers begin to unlace your blouse from behind to reveal your skin to the chilly air. Your pants go the same way, leaving you in your lacy underthings. He pauses, and you feel the way he drinks in the sight of your pretty underwear before you’re stripped of that, too. A calloused finger trails down your spine. You shiver and press your face into the sheets. “So reactive, how darling! Now, I believe we’ll start with twenty-five lashes.”

“Twenty-five?”

“Mm. One for each year that the treaty you violated has been in place. That seems fair to me. What, do you have any objections?”

You remember the feeling of his boot on your back. Quietly, you respond, “No.”

“No…?”

“No, sir.”

“Good.” He fiddles with something, then the worn length of a leather whip slides along your bare skin. Again, you startle, and he snickers at you. “I’ll keep count. Stay still, will you?”

“Yes, sir.”

There’s no further warning for his first strike. The whip cracks against your back. Again and again, each strike paints a searing line of pain across the bared skin. You grip the bed sheets hard enough for your knuckles to pale, squeezing your eyes shut and biting back the tears. You don’t know when the pain progressed from arousing to just painful, but the moment you realize, you wet your lips and gasp out, “Yellow!”

Immediately, Lilia stops. The soft thump of the whip hitting the floor is followed shortly by the bed dipping. He gathers you up in his arms, checking you over with a worried frown. “Are you alright, darling? Did I go too far?”

You sniffle, burrowing your face in his chest. “No more whipping.”

“I’m sorry, sweetheart. Do you want me to switch to something else or should we move to another kind of play?”

“The crop. But not too much more or I won’t be able to lie on my back.”

“Alright. I’ll fetch it; will you be alright if I leave for a moment?”

“Mhm.” You crane your neck and kiss his cheek before he pulls away. He chuckles, kissing your temple in response. It doesn’t take long for him to return. There’s a faint crinkling sound, then smooth plastic touches your lips.

“I brought some water, too. Drink up!”

Smiling, you take the water bottle and take a few sips, clearing your throat as you hand the bottle back. “Thanks.” You roll your shoulders a little, then roll back onto your stomach like before. “Green.”

Lilia hums, and you resist the urge to look back at him. Then, something whishes through the air, and the crop strikes your ass. You yelp, jolting. He snickers, stroking the impact mark with the tip of the crop. “Ah, humans make such adorable noises. Make more of them for me, pet.”

Another strike. Another yelp. You hiss and press your face into the sheets, sticking your ass up higher without thinking. Three. Four. There’s a pause. You hold your breath and brace yourself.

“That was twenty-five, pet,” says the General. The tension leaves your body, and you go limp. A gloved hand strokes your back, the touch soothing the hot, angry lines criss-crossing your skin. “Tell me, have you learned your lesson?”

You mumble something into the sheets. He tugs on your leash, pulling your upper body off of the bed and forcing your back into an arch as you instinctively escape the choking sensation.

“What was that? I didn’t quite catch it.” His voice drips with saccharine kindness slathered atop a mound of derision. “Use your words.”

“Yes, sir!” you wheeze. “I — hah! — I’ve learned my lesson!”

He lets the leash slacken. You fall forward onto your palms, wheezing quietly. The General slips his calloused fingers beneath your collar to stroke the nape of your neck. “Remember: do not make me repeat myself.”

“I’m sorry, sir.”

Rather than respond, his presence vanishes entirely. You tense up in anticipation. He doesn’t leave you waiting for long. He presses two fingers through your folds, making you jolt. A laugh shakes the air around you as he gathers the slickness that’s built up between your thighs. “Already excited, pet? You know, the whipping was supposed to be a punishment. Yet here you are, dripping everywhere and dirtying my fingers. Is my pet truly that depraved?” Your head drops with shame. Again, the General laughs. His clothed body drapes heavily over yours, erection pressing into the small of your back. He pushes his fingers into your hole and gives a few experimental pumps. When you moan, he shoves them deeper. His other hand flies up to grip your jaw. He wrangles your mouth open with his thumb and presses down on your tongue. You can’t stop your pleasured noises as he pumps his fingers in and out of your cunt.

Your hips jerk sporadically as your body chases his touch. He snickers, thrusting his fingers faster and faster while you wriggle beneath him. “Keehehe… does that feel good?” Squeezing your eyes shut, you nod as best as you can with his hand still keeping your head in place. Fangs and a warm tongue on the nape of your neck are your reward; he teases your skin with little nips and kitten licks that make you shiver and jolt. The General pauses his fingerfucking, then blows a puff of air against your damp skin. You squeak, bucking your hips without thinking. “Think only of this, of the pleasure I bring you, because this is your life now, pet. Your place is beneath me, writhing and squealing while I have my fill of you. You don’t need anything else in that pretty little head of yours.”

Desperate for friction, you start to roll your hips against his palm. He lets you hump his hand for some time, cooing patronizingly even as he indulges you by twisting his hand to rub your clit with his thumb. The fingers in your mouth delve deeper and make you gag — your cunt spasms around the fingers of his other hand and forces out a strangled moan. Finally, he deems you worthy of his effort again and begins pumping his fingers in and out of you once again. You whine out your gratitude, tears pricking your eyes.

“Come for me.”

You obey without a second thought. The General frees your mouth as you convulse beneath him, gripping the sheets so tightly that you fear you’ll tear them. He draws out your pleasure to the point where you beg for mercy. When you try to shake him off, he snarls.

The air whistles with the speed and force of his palm against your ass. You shriek. He grabs your leash at the very base and yanks it back. “I’ve not had my fill yet. Weren’t you listening? We stop when I say so.” His fingerfucking becomes more intense, and despite the pain you can’t help but moan. “See? You’ll come to love it more and more.”

“Sir,” you sob. “Please, sir. Hurts. I’ll do anything else, just please —”

Suddenly, his weight leaves you entirely. You collapse, half-kneeling as your upper body slumps onto the bed. Beneath your head, the fabric quickly dampens with tears. Beside you, the mattress dips. You lift your gaze, meeting the General’s blown-out pupils. By now, your eyes have more or less adjusted to the room’s pitch darkness, and you can just barely make out the silhouette that bears those glowing eyes. They shimmer with equal measures lust and disdain. That is the man you’ve sold yourself to. A tug on your leash shatters your thoughts. “I suppose I’ll have mercy on you for now, since you’ve not been properly broken in yet. Come closer and open your mouth. I’ll use that hole until the other is less sensitive.”

“Thank you, sir,” you rasp out. You shuffle to him on your knees, settling between his legs. A few buttons pop before his fingers curl into your hair, carefully guiding your head to his crotch. The General caresses your cheek as you lean in. You flinch as he taps his cockhead against your parted lips, but take a deep, shaky breath and flick your tongue out. His skin is smooth and soft, with little taste other than a distinct saltiness that makes your face scrunch up. Above you, he groans. His nails scrape your scalp. You continue with little kitten licks, your hands rising up to grip his thighs as you start to move down his shaft.

“That’s it, just like that… mmm, such a good human. Your tongue is so warm…” He lets out a deep, guttural noise as you reach up to cradle his balls in one hand. “Yesss… hah… lift your head and open wide so I can fuck your mouth, now. Don’t stop that hand of yours.”

You obey easily. He guides you to envelop a few inches of his shaft in your mouth, your tongue pulsing against the salty skin. He pushes your head down further. At the same time, his hips surge up, and you gag when his cockhead hits the back of your mouth. Tears spill down your cheeks as he starts a steady pace. It’s hard to breathe, but you pull in unsteady breaths through your nose each time he pulls you up before he shoves you back down to his base. One of his hands sneaks down to your neck and feels at the front of your throat.

“Ahhh, I can feel it. Right here.” He holds your head down and presses a finger against the slight bulge that’s formed. “You make such a good little cocksleeve.”

Squirming, you squeeze your eyes shut and whine around him. The General only laughs cruelly. Only when you begin to swat frantically at his thigh as you start to lose feeling in your fingers does he let you come up for air. You cough and gasp, snot and tears and drool dripping down your face. You look up at him with bleary eyes, his dark silhouette blurry along the edges. There’s a prolonged moment of silence.

Then, he leans down and murmurs, “Color?”

You lean your cheek against his thigh. It takes a few seconds for your foggy brain to formulate an answer, but you rasp out, “Green.”

For a moment, the hand in your hair gives you a gentle pet. Then, it turns hard once more and yanks you back to his cock. You let your jaw hang open, but he still presses his thumb to your bottom lip to keep your mouth open wide as he starts fucking your throat again. You grasp at the fabric of his pants, choking on your spit every time he draws back. When you glance up, you see his shadowed silhouette lounging back, holding himself up on one elbow.

“Hah… I can’t wait… a-ah… can’t wait until you’re properly trained. I’ll take you to — shit! — every function I have to attend. And the nobles will look and… and wish they had a little human whore half as perfect as mine…” Suddenly, his hands fly up to grip your head on both sides and push you down. You make a tiny noise of alarm, jerking against his steel grip on instinct. “Stay still, pet. I want to come down… your… ah —!”

You flinch, eyes going wide as his cock twitches in your throat and pulses on your tongue. Hot come fills your mouth, and even though you try to back off, he holds you in place. One hand drifts over to your face and pinches your nose. You have no choice but to swallow. Only when static starts to crackle in your ears does he let you up. You choke and cough and try to wipe away your tears even though they cover your hot cheeks.

“Good human,” coos the General. You sniffle and duck your head. He clicks his tongue and tugs your leash, forcing you to look up into his glowing eyes. “Head up, now. We’re almost done breaking you in. You should be less tender now, yes?”

Slowly, you nod. He hums in approval.

“Good. Get back on the bed. All fours.”

You open your mouth, try to speak, and cringe when you can only make a raspy noise. You swallow once, twice, then whisper, “Yes, sir.” As you clamber onto the bed, your tingling legs protest. Your face burns as you shuffle gracelessly into position, barely supported by your shaking limbs. A tug on your leash, followed shortly by the mattress dipping behind you, tells you where the General is. He’s still mostly clothed as he settles at your back. Only his hardening cock is bare, sliding wetly along the cleft of your ass.

“Now, I’m going to fuck you. Still… you should thank me, human, for letting your little hole recover.” He teases two fingers against your weeping slit. Your hips jerk.

“Th-thank you, sir.”

Without further warning, he thrusts into your cunt, filling you completely. You let out a startled moan. Falling to your elbows, you use what little leverage you have to rock back into him. He starts a rapid pace, drilling you into the bed as he curls himself over your back. His clothes rub up against the raw stripes of pain criss-crossing your skin, pulling hisses and sobs from you over and over again. It hurts so good, you can’t stop yourself from clenching around him with each pass. For his part, he’s reduced to snarling moans and grunting. He sounds like an animal in heat, and the way his claws sink into your haunches and his sharp teeth scrape over the nape of your neck only add to the impression. You barely register the fingers that creep down to rub and pinch your clit, but when they do you wail, jerking and clawing at the sheets while the General laughs in your ear.

“Do you like that? Make that noise again for me, pet.” He doesn’t let up, and you collapse as your orgasm hits you. Your body going limp doesn’t stop him from fucking you, and you start crying in earnest as he pounds your aching cunt.

“I can’t, I can’t, I can’t! Please, sir!”

“Take it,” he snarls. He reaches up and tweaks your nipple painfully, twisting and squeezing while he ignores your pleas for mercy. You're sure that you'll bruise by the morning. His stamina is almost terrifying; there's no sign that he's anywhere close to coming.

A sudden yank on your leash forces you to sit up, back arching against his chest. Your trembling hands scrabble desperately at the collar around your neck. You gasp for air, your voice strangled as you beg and moan.

You flinch when he takes one of your earlobes between his teeth. "One more. Together, this time. You can do it, can't you?"

You shake your head. Between labored breaths you exclaim, "No! I can't! Oh, god!"

"Shh, you can, you can. Be a good little human for me, now." He starts massaging your clit beneath his fingers, pulling yelps from you. With every forceful thrust, your pussy spasms around his shaft. He groans into the crook of your neck, his fingers working you harder and harder while you struggle against the collar. A guttural growl is your only warning before his hips connect with yours one last time with a wet slap. Heat fills you, overflowing to the point where it leaks out onto your thighs. Even though you feel you can't possibly give the General another orgasm, he rubs you furiously and bites into your shoulder. You tremble in his arms. Somehow, you manage one last weak orgasm. All you do is whimper.

He holds you in place for a minute longer as you both catch your breaths. All at once, the leash goes slack. You fall forward, panting and sniffling softly. Behind you, you feel Lilia shuffle around on the mattress before the collar around your neck is removed. He strokes along your spine with gentle fingers.

"Are you still with me, darling?" he asks, voice breaking through the fog in your brain. You roll onto your back. The sheets immediately irritate the marks left by his whip earlier, and you hiss at the sting. Lilia makes a small, worried noise. He glances off to the side, then snaps his fingers. The bedside lamp flickers on, casting the room in a dim yellow glow. "Oh dear. Let's get something to soothe your skin. I'm going to be right back, is that alright?"

You nod. He helps you shift back onto your stomach, zips himself up, and hurries out of the bedroom. You’re not sure if you fall asleep for a few minutes or if he’s just that fast, but the next thing you know, he’s back. The bed dips behind you, and you shudder with relief as he rubs aloe gel into your back. You sigh and shut your eyes, letting the cooling sensation turn you into putty in his hands. Lilia laughs as you practically purr beneath him, lashes fluttering as you fight back the urge to pass out.

“Good?”

“Mhm…”

“Now, now, don’t fall asleep on me yet! At least let me change the sheets!” He scoops you up, snickering as you grumble and squirm, and sets you down on one of the plush chairs in the corner of the bedroom. You curl up and rest your cheek on your arm to watch him strip the bed of the soiled sheets and replace them with fresh ones. You yawn. He turns to you and wags a finger in mock reprimand. “What did I just say?”

“The sheets’re changed,” you mumble. Another yawn. Grinning, Lilia rolls his eyes and trots over to carry you back to the bed. You wriggle beneath him as he takes a wipette and a washcloth to your crotch, whining and kicking lamely at him. “Can’t we just sleep, Lils?”

“Then you’ll just complain in the morning that we’re ‘all crusty and gross!’” He pinches your thigh and dodges another halfhearted kick.

He finishes cleaning you up, and you immediately squirm under the covers. You watch him change into a pair of briefs from beneath the edge of the blanket. “Maybe I wanna be crusty and gross with you.”

“Oh? Then I’ll take you on your word next time! Crusty and gross under crusty, gross blankets.” Lilia leans back, hands on the small of his back. You hear a series of pops, followed by a groan of relief. With that, he dives under the covers with you. You scoot away from him with a quiet grunt of mock disgust.

“Changed my mind.”

He guffaws at that. He wraps himself around you, rubbing his cheek against your collarbone and looking up at you with those big, affectionate ruby eyes. “You’ll break this old man’s heart if you keep talking like that, my darling.”

“Uh-huh.” You return his embrace, looping one leg around his hips as you settle in. “You seemed a lot taller earlier,” you comment.

“Mmm, I suppose I seemed a lot taller back in my prime, as well.” Lilia gives a quiet, thoughtful hum. “Are you disappointed, then?”

“No. Never. It’s just… interesting.” You run your fingers through his hair. It’s soft and flows easily through your fingers, even the parts that he’s probably bleached and dyed a hundred thousand times before. “Thank you, by the way. For indulging my weird fantasies… ah… did you like it?”

“Very, very much, dear. It made me feel young again, even!”

You laugh softly, closing your eyes. “Did you do things like that when you were younger?”

“No,” he says. You feel a puff of breath against your skin. “There was no time for such things, and my view of humans was far more… uncharitable.”

“So you wouldn’t have fucked me like that in the past. Gotcha.” You burst into giggles when he jabs his fingers into your sides. He tickles you mercilessly until you’re crying with laughter and trying to shove him away to catch your breath. Panting, you roll onto your back and swipe at your tears with one hand. You glance over at Lilia, who’s lying propped up on his side with that smug grin of his.

“Perhaps I would have if it’d shut your smart little mouth, sweetling,” he coos. “And maybe a cute human bed warmer would have done me some good. Who knows!”

“Unfortunately for you, you just have me.”

Lilia shakes his head. He reaches out and pulls you into his chest, resting his chin on the crown of your head. “Fortunately for me, I have a lovely human partner right here.” Pressing your cheek against his chest, you smile shyly. He chuckles and pets your head. “Let’s do another scene like this sometime,” he says. “Perhaps we could even make use of Diasomnia’s old dungeon.”

Your eyes go wide and you squirm in his embrace as you try to look up at him. “Wait, your dorm has a dungeon?”

He doesn’t say anything, instead grinning impishly. With the snap of his fingers, the lights go out. You wriggle more, but Lilia just holds you tighter and refuses to elaborate. “Good night, my dear! Sweet dreams!”

“Lilia!”

[twistedwonderlandpolls]

[rinkunwritesstuff]

Hello~ just a little question, since you said you don't write for 1st or 2nd years, I wanted to see how you felt about writing for Lilia Vanrouge. A sub Lilia, of course.

in general: lilia is a third year, so i'd be cool with writing for him. his personality could be a bit hard to work with since i barely write for eccentric characters like him.

if this was a proper request to write for sub lilia tho, feel free to send another ask anon! really sorry for the late reply qwq

[naroshinozaki]

Ever since i found out, that Hikaru Midorikawa (VA. of Lilia Vanrouge) dubbed some roles in the early Barbie Movies, specificly in Swan Lake, Rapunzel, Nutcracker and Princess and the Pauper, i made it my mission to find the movies online.

The only problem was, that on youtube where only japanese subs from the Nutcracker and parts of the japanese dub in the songs from princess and the pauper.

I also tried to rent the movie, but the only languages available for me where mostly German, English and French.

So i tried Ebay, but only English Versions and one chinese where available.

I was this close to give up, until i stumbled on Yesasia.com. Not only did i find a japanese Version of Rapunzel, but also a taiwanese Bundle with Swan Lake and The Nutcracker, which also includes the japanese dub.

Not gonna lie, i'm kinda exited, because in my childhood i was a huge Barbie fan, specifically from the classic era. And since i love Hikaru's Voice acting, i can't wait to watch a childhood favorite of mine with his voice in it.

A little Funfact: By the way, did you guys also know, that he voiced some characters in the show 'Thomas and friends' in 1984?

[infraaa]

The blood turns, pure and warm… who will take the vial on this night…

SFW // NSFW Commission Pack – Golden Magic

Commissioned by @ne-nene — thank you for your purchase!

tw (for part 2) // dom/sub mechanic, oral, some elements of worship,,, also nonbinary lilIa is canon bc I say so sry bout tht

SFW Section

»» Jamil Viper

Jamil is family oriented by nature. It’s in his blood as a servant to the Asims. Like you, he also has problems opening up, and he’s hesitant with trust, not wanting to get close to people too quickly because of his work. Regardless, Jamil is a devotee— loyal and certainly trustworthy, and albeit a little mama bear esque in personality, he means well.

You and Jamil may share a class with each other and by coincidence, maybe you two may be paired up with each other. This is where you may have to show him your best, putting your two shoes into anything you come across. To garner his friendship, he needs to know whether or not he can trust you. Being highly analytical to detail and high attention oriented, he pays attention to everything you do, all the while not paying that much attention to you as to not distract himself.

As he sees how diligent you are, he puts you up to more tests like retrieving things for him or seeing if you’ll carry messages and report back on your completion. Your wholeheartedness and willingness to complete things, your seriousness rather, puts a smile on his face knowing you’re compliant. He now knows he can trust you. Congrats! Like a caterpillar approaching a leaf, very slow, he’ll open up to you. Slowly showing you more and more of him. He’ll show you things eventually, a more caring side, like him calming you down if you’re overwhelmed, showing you a better lifestyle to abide by (no pressure of course, he wants to help you live a healthier life,) and caring for your well being. Maybe even showing you some of his culture.

As slow as he is as well, he appreciates the time you take to open up to him. It shows him that you’re careful, and honestly, he sees that as admirable. Later on, he may show more of his sly, playful side when he feels as though you’re comfortable around him. He may catch you singing, as a matter of fact, he hears it but doesn’t comment. As someone who does appreciate people who live up to their passions, he lets you sing your heart out. Later on however he may comment on it playfully, saying things like “you’re quite the songbird, aren’t you?” Followed by the usual snake like chuckle. He thinks hopeless romantics can be cheesy, however you seem to have a different approach to it. Warm and subtle, he’s very much not into PDA or any kind of public display. He even may cringe slightly in private— he’s not used to it, nor is he used to being touched in this fashion, or anything platonic rather. Even if you gave him a friendly hug he’ll tense up. Poor kid, you’ll have to warm him up to it.

Maybe touch his fingers, soft and lingering, starting out very slow as to not startle him. The soft lingering touches matter at first, and he may reciprocate the same, albeit in a different fashion. Showing up at six on the dot, helping you with groceries, the little things in life, no matter the significance, matter a lot to him. He may then reciprocate in your own language, and as dry as it may be, he may just give you a pat on the back and throw words of affirmation at you like, “I’m impressed with you, good job today.” Nevertheless, he means well to you. He may ask you for help when it comes to Kalim, which makes you wonder why he chooses to serve someone like he does.

But in the end, you two make a good team in any situation. You both may have your ups and downs, but you’re a good pair.

NSFW Section

»» Lilia Vanrouge

tw// dom/sub mechanic, oral, worship, overstimulation and some things that make Lilia who they are. also I canon Lilia as nonbinary so sry bout tht

Lilia is the type to understand that this kind of thing is sacred, and therefore they treat you with the same respect. As devious as they are, Lilia can be quite the people pleaser. As they try to respect you, they’re known for being playful around campus, whether it be by hanging upside down to scare others for a good laugh, or even just playing innocent pranks, there isn’t anything more than wrong someone at their feet again that makes him happier— more nostalgic in a sense.

Let’s swing back, shall we? To a time where you two were just friends at on point mingling away as usual, maybe talking about music and such? Who knows. But, let’s say you two are at a party of some kind and someone from the light music club offers to play spin the bottle. Would you accept? Chances are, Lilia would bring you into it wanting to explore this human game, they’ve never played it before so this may get interesting. With a sly chuckle, they take your hand and lead you into the sinful circle of wonder.

A few minutes of spinning goes by and oop! The bottle landed on you, spun by Lilia oh wow hat a surprise into the closet you go with them seven minutes ticking away on the clock have fun! Now, they may get a little quizzical about being in a closet with their best friend however, this could get interesting. You explain to them that most people just come in these closets to make out or some shit, but you weren’t exactly expecting them to start kissing you immediately after the fact. Lilia has always liked you, you never knew it because they can be hard to read but yes they’ve always loved you. What started it you wonder? Why, your height.

They’ve always felt as though they had a disadvantage because they’re 5’2 and therefore there’s the stereotype that they have to suck up to everyone else but of course they don’t meet this quality at all— they demand respect, and for good reason. As Lilia works you down, they begin to notice your soft spots. They wouldn’t wanna leave those unattended now would they?

They’ve got a long tongue for a weird looking bat thing. To be honest that’s quite the feat considering they can do a lot with it. This bat thing has been alive for centuries, they know a thing or two about how to use the tongue. They can tie cherry stems in knots with it, they can most certainly eat someone out with it. While doing this they may also add elements of worship to you, how your body reacts and how it shivers at times. But just remember, at the end of that they’re going to want you to return the favor. Eye for an eye, no? Make them proud. Do what they say. Be good.

Lilia just can’t stop with the teasing. Even in sexy times Lilia can be a prick who loves to tease, so you come to overstimulation from them. Also, you wanna be dominant? Well good luck hon. You got a mountain to climb in the form of a 5’2 weird lookin bat gramp thing. Now, he may be old, but they put up a good fight. And they’ll knock you down to your knees. Again they demands respect. They’re dominant natured anyway, unlike for example Malleus who will be merciful enough to have it your way if he so feels.

but that’s all folks, hope you have ibuprofen because they’re military complex is comin back and oh, don’t mind the concern from your friends. Everything is okay! 🥰 Lilia’s sticker of guarantee is on that ledger.

[frenchfrywrites]

A Desperate Study Session

MINORS DNI

Warnings: dom gn reader, sub trans Lilia Vanrouge, desperation, holding, piss!

Terms used for Lilia: cunt

Thank you so much to the lovely person who commissioned this 🥰 I loved writing about this silly old man <3

Cramming for exam season brings out the worst in people sometimes. 

When Lilia squirms in his seat for the fifteenth time, causing you to get distracted again, you snap.

“Can’t you sit still?” you hiss quietly. The two of you are studying in the library, and though you’re in a secluded area it feels wrong to do anything other than whisper. Anyways, you know Lilia can sit still, which is what is ticking you off so much. He must be doing it on purpose, for your attention.

“I have to piss,” Lilia whispers back bluntly. Okay, you'll admit when you're wrong, evidently he's not doing it for attention. You nearly roll your eyes as the obvious reply you come up with is to tell him to just get up and go, but another idea crosses your mind.

“Hold it until we’re done,” you say definitively. You both know it’s a big ask, you’ve got at least another five or six hours before you’ve covered all the material that Crewel gave the class, so you’re prepared for him to safeword out. 

Surprisingly you receive no push back from Lilia. He flushes, shifts around in his seat, and gives you a wicked little smile as he nods before returning to his work.

With a grin, you follow his lead and go back to studying as well.

You end up studying him more than you do the material for finals. Every time he shifts in his seat, every time he squirms a bit, when his breathing starts to come out heavier, when he brings a hand down to cup his cunt, you notice it all. You wonder if he’ll make it until you tell him he has permission, or if at any moment now he’ll jump out of his seat and rush to the bathroom. 

He doesn’t bolt, but after about four hours he whispers “I really have to piss now," in an undoubtedly strained and desperate voice. You look him over, his cheeks are flushed bright, he’s biting his lip- his fangs sticking out cutely- and his brows are furrowed. 

“Hold it for another hour baby,” Lilia whimpers at your orders, his fists curling tightly. 

“Darling, I can’t,” he urges, his voice raising a bit. You click your tongue, “a little leaked out,” he confesses. It takes every bit of your willpower to not get aroused at that, because not only are you in a public space, you’re also supposed to be studying.

“You’re going to hold it,” you reassure him, “you’ll be good for me won’t you Lilia?” he takes a second to think about how he wants to answer that question before inevitably nodding. “Just a couple more chapters until we’re done okay,” you remind him, putting your hand on his upper thigh. A shiver goes down Lilia’s back, and you’re stunned by how you can both see and feel it. 

You squeeze his flesh gently before bringing your hand back, so the both of you can continue working. Lilia can barely keep himself together by the time you close your book. He shoots out of his seat, his legs pressed together tightly.

“Wait,” you stop him before he can rush off and he lets out an utterly pained sound, moving to cross his legs together, a hand slipping between them so he can keep his piss from escaping. You gather your materials, and put things away before gathering up both of your book bags. 

You reach down to take Lilia’s- sweaty, hot- hand in yours, removing it from where it’d been between his legs. 

“Alright, let's go to the bathroom,” you whisper. Lilia finds some difficulty with walking normally, squeezing on your hand like it’s a stress toy as the two of you head to the bathroom. 

It’s your lucky day, because no one is in the library bathroom. Lilia pulls you into a stall with him, fumbling his pants and underwear down before plopping down on the toilet. He looks up at you with pleading eyes, 

“Go ahead Lilia,” you finally give him permission. Delighted, you watch relief flood through his body as he finally allows himself to go pee. 

“Fuck,” he whimpers softly, reaching out to cling to you. You take his hand in yours, feeling how his grip tightens and loosens like a pseudo heartbeat.

“There we go,” you coo, ready to heap on the praise, “did such a good job for me Lilia, such a good boy for me,” he lets out a soft moan at that.

He’s panting by the time he’s done, closing his eyes and leaning closer to you. 

“Ah, hurts” he whimpers, bringing the hand that’s not holding yours down to rub at his bladder, trying to alleviate the pain that comes from holding. "I'm not sure how much longer my old body would have been able to hold," he tells you, and though he sounds playful you still cringe, feeling as though you’re the cause of it,

“Sorry,” you lean down to kiss the top of his head. Lilia laughs weakly,

“Kehehe, it would be kind of funny if I got a UTI from this, wouldn’t it?” he looks up at you with that look in his eyes that tells you, one that he’s absolutely fucking with you, and two that he’s not in so much pain that you should be concerned. 

You bonk his head lightly with your hand,

“It would be hilarious,” you deadpan. Lilia giggles, grabbing some toilet paper to wipe himself down. When he stands to pull up his panties and underwear his legs are shaky. You support him, helping him up and out of the stall.

Lilia hums to himself as he washes his hands,

"Oh," he makes eye contact with you through the mirror, "I most certainly did not study by the way." You huff out at laugh,

“Yeah, neither did I,” you admit. Lilia comes up to you as soon as his hands are dry and clean, taking his book bag from you. 

“I suppose we’ll just have to have another study session,” he winks. You take his hand in yours, 

“I guess so.”

What you both really mean, but neglect to say, is that you’ll watch him hold his piss again soon. Though next time you’ll make sure to let him go earlier, because you’d really hate to give him a UTI.

[rosuuu]

Beyond the Music Room

Twisted Wonderland Idol AU X Reader (Twisted Idolland)

❝how could I ever dream of something like that ❞

Cast .✾.

•Heartslabyul• Idol Group

_The First and Longest Running Group under Twisted Wonderland Entertainment (TWSTEN) it is said the band is a gateway to the Wonderland_

Motif : The Queen of Hearts

Members

————

Riddle Rosehearts .✾.

Leader of Heartslabyul

Main Vocalist

Ace Trapola .✾.

Lead Vocalist

Sub Rapper

Deuce Spade .✾.

Lead Rapper

Sub Vocalist

Cater Diamond .✾.

Lead Dancer

Visual

Sub Vocalist

Trey Clover .✾.

Vice Leader

Sub Dancer

Vocalist

•Savanaclaw• Band

_The More sporty yet lazy TWST Group, while this is a band they occasionally hold concerts with choreography.Rumour has it that the members played for the same sports team in high school_

Motif : The King of Beasts

Members

————

Leona Kingscholar .✾.

Leader of Savanaclaw

Main Rapper

Sub Vocalist

Visual

Ruggie Bucchi .✾.

Vice Leader

Lead Dancer

Vocalist

Jack Howl .✾.

Lead Vocalist

Sub Dancer

•Octavinelle• Idol Group

_A Trio of old friends containing a set of twins . They own a popular cafe for no apparent reason despite that fans from all over line up to try their seafood their supposedly fond of paperwork_

Motif : The Mistress of the Deep

Members

————

Azul Ashengrotto .✾.

Leader of Octavinelle

Main Dancer

Vocalist

Visual

Jade Leech .✾.

Vice Leader

Main Vocalist

Lead Dancer

Floyd Leech .✾.

Main Rapper

Sub Dancer

Vocalist

•Scarabia• Musical Duo

_TWSTEN doesn’t just have idol groups, this team of two if were being specific had to debut after the other members quit showbiz right before their debut leaving the two_

Motif : The Sorcerer of the Sands

Members

————

Kalim Al- Asim .✾.

Leader of Scarabia

Lead Vocalist

Sub Dancer

Visual

Jamil Viper .✾.

Vice Leader

Lead Rapper

Lead Dancer

•Pomefiore• Idol Group

_The Newest and Recently Completed Group, It’s appeal derives by its theme of beauty and the deceiving looks of their members. Containing 3 very different men their personalities clash wonderfully_

Motif : The Beautiful Queen

Members

————

Vil Scheonheit .✾.

Leader of Pomefiore

Lead Vocalist

Visual

Sub Rapper

Rook Hunt .✾.

Vice Leader

Main Dancer

Sub Vocalist

Epel Felmier .✾.

*New Addiction*

Sub Dancer

Vocalist

Lead Rapper

•Ignihyde• Virtual Music Duo

_This is where TWSTEN appeals to their more online fanbase the duo is made up of a solo artist originating by composing songs alone at home,after creating a seemingly sentient Vocaloid he signed a contract with TWSTEN_

Motif : The King of the Underworld

Members

————

Idia Shroud (Ishroud) .✾.

Leader of Ignyhide

Composer

Lyricist

Ortho Shroud (Osthro) .✾.

Vice Leader

Sub Lyricist

Vocaloid

•Diasomnia• Idol Group

_The Forgotten part of TWSTEN. The contrast between the other groups bright colours heavily clashed with the dark themes of Diasomnia, their fans are scarce but their passion makes up for where they’re deficient_

Motif : The Thorn Fairy

Members

————

Malleus Draconia .✾.

Leader of Diasomnia

Main Vocalist

Sub Dancer

Lilia Vanrouge .✾.

Lead Rapper

Vocalist

Dancer

Silver .✾. 

Lead Vocalist

Rapper

Dancer

Visual

Sebek Zigvolt .✾.

Main Dancer

Rapper

Vocalist

————

Beyond the Music Room

Twisted Wonderland Idol Au x Reader (Twisted Idolland)

coming soon~

Prologue | Chapter 1 | Chapter 2

I’m not sure why this exists but it does now! Stay tuned for some fluff with a bit of angst!

Also Group names are to be determined so please send any ideas my way!

Taglist! (Ask or Dm to be added or Removed)

@sunnyshineblaze @lionar0und @cupids-chamber

@hearts-like-iron @raix-lv

[herr-aka-somecutenerd]

Blood, claws, teeth and audio

@howuart

NSFW BELOW THE CUT

Blood: What is your f/o’s biggest kink(s)? Do they get to act them out often?

Claws: Is your f/o rough in bed, gentle, or a mixture of both?

Teeth: Does your f/o enjoy biting/being bitten? Do they do/like soft bites or rough ones?

Audio: How loud does your f/o moan?

Idia Shroud

Blood:

Okay, this mf is a sucker for catgirls and maid outfits. Also shibari. He's just A LITTLE BIT sadistic in a kinky way. He has a thing for BDSM roles too: master and pet, mistress and slave, mommy and little boy and vice versa. But, of course, he's too shy to ask for that directly, and too shy to be a dom often.

Claws:

Idia is scared to hurt me, so for the most time he's gentle and can get rough only for a little.

Teeth:

You've seen this bastard's teeth? His SHARK teeth? Do you think he wouldn't use them? He's not too rough, of course, he doesn't want to make me feel pain, but... little intimate bites are his profession. His self-esteem raises up when he learns out how he can use his teeth-. He doesn't mind being bitten too! Just, not too hard.

Audio:

He kind of hates it because it's so embarassing, but the boy is loud and honestly so cute. He's lvl 100 virgin and with his sensitiveness he can't help whimpers and squeals that leave his mouth. He's so so shy at first, tries to silence himself and fails every time, but gives up on that once he learns out how much his sounds turn me on. When he has courage and is too horny, he can dirty talk~

Lilia Vanrouge

Blood:

Marking. Totally. He doesn't hae little cute fangs for nothing. And if you'll tell me he doesn't have a daddy kink then there's nothing to talk about with you. He might have a little thing for BDSM... as he loves to experiment~

Claws:

He tends to adapt to me, as he wants to please both himself AND me. It is also depends on his mood. But still, my comfort is his priority, even when he's being a little mean.

Teeth:

Read the "Blood" paragraph /lh. He has a WHOLE kink for biting. He LOVES biting me, but doesn't mind being bitten too! Although, he's a huge tease when I bite him-

Audio:

Another thing that depends on his mood and a role he's in. When he's a dom, he mostly just grunts, when he's a sub, he can be louder. He's a dirty talker too!

Rook Hunt

Blood:

PRAISE AND WORSHIP. He gets turned on so much just from the thought of how beautiful I am during intimate moments. He doesn't mind being praised and worshipped himself, but it doesn't affect him that much as doing that for me. Also, maybe the idea of him being "a hunter" and me being his "prey" sounds intriguing for him... or is it just me?

Claws:

He's usually very sweet. He doesn't want to hurt me, a true example of the world's beauty. Although it doesn't mean he can't be a little bit sadistic... when his hunter's curiosity takes over him and he wants to learn out my other reactions. But again, he knows when to stop and doesn't do anything that can cause discomfort for me! My comfort is more important to him than his own hunter's curiosity.

Teeth:

Honestly, he's not much of a biter himself, untill I won't ask him directly. He doesn't mind being gently bitten, but again, it's not a huge thing for him.

Audio:

He's rather talkative than plainly loud. Again, he praises a lot and always so poetic, so yeah :>

Riddle Rosehearts

Blood:

...Mommy kink. Poor boy had a very abusive mother so he craves a caring mother figure, and it kind of affected his kinks. Tho he will never admit that. He will never admit he's sometimes interested in such things at all untill our first time. Also, he's interested in master/slave relationship too, in both ways. He likes to take or be in control even in bed~

Claws:

Riddle is ALWAYS sweet. He can act strictly when he's dominant, but only verbally. Physically he's ALWAYS gentle. He doesn't want to harm his beautiful rose. He can "off someones head", but he just can't hurt me, especially during intimate moment.

Teeth:

Honestly, he doesn't have much thing for biting. Hell, he didn't even know that is a thing in the first place! The idea of marking his love as their own is intriguing for him, but doing it this way for Riddle is... weird.

Audio:

He HATES to admit this but he can't shut up in bed, both if he's dom or sub. These feelings are something unusual for him, so he can't help being sensitive. He acts pretty tsunderish about it. You must've seen how his face turned the same color as his hair when I said I love his moans

[leafwritings]

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●Hi again. It has been a while, I can only say life has kind of caught me in a loop but I'm back and Ready to continue my hobby of making fics once more.

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♥︎Character Request♥︎

Twisted-Wonderland

Riddle Rosehearts♥︎

Trey Clover♣︎

Cater Diamon◆

Ace Trappola♥︎

Deuce Spades♠︎

Leona Kingscholar★

Jack Howl~

Ruggie Bucci▪︎

Azul Ashegrotto°

Jade Leech•

Floyd Leech•

Kalim Al-Asim★

Jamil Viper¿

Vil Schoenheit♥︎

Epel Felmier¤

Rook Hunt 》

Idia Shroud ■

Ortho Shroud▪︎

Malleus Draconia●

Lilia Vanrouge○

Silver•

Sebek Zigvolt°

Obey Me!

Lucifer◇

Mammon$

Leviathan¡

Satan♧

Asmodeus♡

Beelzebub¤

Belphegor ♤

Diavolo☆

Barbatos¿

Simeon●

Solomon○

Luke°•

Genshin Impact

Aether

Lumine

Jean

Amber

Lisa

Kaeya

Barbara

Diluc

Razor

Venti

Klee

Bennett

Noelle

Fischl

Sucrose

Mona

Diona

Albedo

Rosaria

Eula

Mika

Xiao

Beidou

Ningguang

Xiangling

Xingqiu

Chongyun

Childe

Zhongli

Xinyan

Ganyu

Hu Tao

Yanfei

Shenhe

Yun Jin

Yelan

YaoYao

Baizhu

Kamisato Ayaka

Kaedehara Kazuha

Yoimiya

Sayu

Raiden Shogun/ Ei

Kujo Sara

Sangonomiya Kokomi

Thoma

Arartaki Itto

Gorou

Yae Miko

Kamisato Ayato

Kuki Shinobu

Shikanoin Heizou

Kirara

Tighnari

Collei

Dori

Cyno

Cadance

Nilou

Nahida

Layla

Wanderer/Scaramouche

Faruzan

Alhaitham

Dehya

Kaveh

Lyney

Lynette

*Any other characters you don't see on the list please message me about and i will see what i can do*

Tea is ready, Enjoy!~