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macfrog · 7 months
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hi my favorite writer! its been a while since i was in the question box, but just wanted to send some love and hoping you’re good! i can’t wait for the next chapter of scom <3! anyways have a lovely day, stay amazing!! xoxo 💌
hiiiii sav how i love you !!!!! i hope you’re doing well 🩵 next scom is coming along like a dream and i’m so excited to share…
love received with arms wide open, and more sent straight back to ya! happy weekend, beautiful 🥳
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ransprang · 1 year
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Can I please request DMC boys V and physical touch hcs with gn!reader? SFW and/or NSFW is fine. Thank you! 💖 🍰
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Heyyy I wrote some for the rest of the boys here!!
N/SFW and SFW Headcanons for V:
V is a gentle and mysterious soul, and his touch reflects that nature.
He often brushes his fingers through your hair, his touch feather-light and calming, soothing any worries or anxieties you may have.
V enjoys holding your hand, his grip delicate yet comforting, as if he draws strength from your presence.
When you're sitting together, he occasionally rests his head on your shoulder, seeking solace and a connection to the world.
V appreciates the power of touch in healing, so he's always ready to give you a warm and comforting hug when you need it most.
He often leaves lingering touches on your skin, tracing patterns with his fingertips, a silent expression of his affection.
V is gentle and passionate, his touch a mixture of tenderness and longing.
His hands roam your body with purpose, exploring every inch as if discovering a treasure.
V takes his time with caresses, his fingers tracing slow, sensual patterns on your skin, leaving a trail of goosebumps in their wake.
He's a master of sensual massages, using his fingers and palms to create a symphony of pleasure, his touch leaving you in a state of bliss.
V's kisses are slow and languid, his lips savoring every moment, igniting a fire deep within you.
Afterward, he holds you close, his touch gentle and protective, his whispered words of affection filling the air.
Your Stick,
Admin Sav
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snowblossomreads · 1 year
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Verse Seven: I’ll Be Dead Before The Day Is Done
Previous Chapter: So I Gave Myself Over Willingly
Summary: In where a guest is welcomed over, and [Y/n] finds bliss in the hands of both men.
Pairing: Severus Snape x FemReader x ???? (Y'all know who this is why am I acting like it's a surprise)
Warning(s): Rough Sex, Drink Spiking, Dubious Consent (That turns enthusiastic), Threesome, Double Penetration ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°), Oral (Male and Female Receiving), Begging, Thigh Riding, Some Voyeurism, Spanking (Once?) Again Overall Filth
Word Count: 15.7K (Chokes)
A/N: LOLOL YO I'm so sorry that this took fifteen years I have no excuse other than life came at me again and I've just been lazy so. I hope the massiveness makes up for it :). But we have finally come to our conclusion and I do hope that it's everything one could want for the end of this! So with out further ado lets get on with this filthy finale!
MDNI!!
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Long stifling summer days became even longer frigid winter nights. The amount of time passing exactly was unknown to her yet she could not care much anymore. Not when she barely had time to think about anything else other than him. 
From the moment she had given in, he had taken full advantage of it. The cruel words spat out from before were replaced with sweet nothings as each day she pottered about the house aimlessly.
Always quietly by his side if he wanted her that way, keeping him company, or left to her own devices yet somehow feeling as if there were still eyes on her.
His rough handling transformed into gentle touches that she had unconsciously leaned into one day and never stopped after that. That wasn’t to say he was always gentle. 
No, he was far from it especially when he would spear her aching cunt open with his cock after teasing her till she begged for him to fuck her. Spreading the swollen nether lips apart that glistened with their juices mixing as she would whimper his name like a prayer each time he plunged himself into her whenever he desired. 
On his-their bed, on the kitchen table, against the cool tiles of the shower, and right on the tall wingback chair where she sat now. Any unpleasant memory she held of that chair from early on was easily drowned out by the numerous times she had found bliss on it. 
From Severus devouring her soaking cunt, his tongue lapping at her velvet heat while his fingers flicked and rubbed at her swollen bead until she released her juices for him to drink. To him taking her from behind as she clawed at the back of the seat for something to hold onto as he slammed into her violently making her abused cunt come for him once again.
There were only memories of pleasure now for her to think of as she gripped the book in her hand, eyes unfocused on the words as her thighs clenched together at the thoughts. He had taken her so often now that just the thought of him had her stomach tingling, and just being with him had her yearning for his touch whenever it wasn’t on her. 
She had become drunk for him so quickly that one would never have thought she had put up a fight against him if they saw her now. Sweet and submissive to the man that she had not noticed approaching her from the kitchen, too caught up in her thoughts of him and the way he made her body ache in all the right ways.
“I’m having a guest over for dinner [Y/n].”
Head snapping up at the thunderous rumble of his voice that made her stomach quiver in a good way, she was met with an amused glint in his eyes as she tightened her grip on the book. She was a bit startled at his sudden appearance but quickly settled under his watchful gaze that softened for a moment.
“A guest?” She wondered aloud as it was highly unusual for anyone else to be in the house. 
Usually, it was just the two of them and if someone were coming he wouldn’t tell her. Only gently leading her to their room telling her he had business to deal with and to be good. 
While it may have seemed odd, she quickly deduced he was probably meeting with some less than savory characters and somehow it made her yearn for him more knowing that he was taking what he said seriously. 
That he would keep her safe.
“Do you want me to stay upstairs?” Her question coming as she was already shifting in her seat  to get up and go upstairs so that he could be left alone, “I can go now if you want-”
“No.” 
It stopped her in her tracks, and she looked up at him with a questioning gaze as he shook his head at her while speaking.
“I want you to stay and meet them,” he stated simply as he watched her tilt her head at him. Confusion overtook the wonder in her as she waited for him to say more as she was unsure if he wanted the issue pressed. He seemed to have noticed the look as after a brief pause he added, albeit with a slightly annoyed tone, 
“They’ve been pestering me about visiting and it’s becoming tiresome. Unfortunately, though, they have a habit of sticking their nose where it does not belong.”
Still feeling confused about the entire situation, [Y/n] just nodded unsure about exactly what to say considering it was a strange situation. The thought of meeting someone new caused her stomach to turn a bit. Not because she was afraid, but more wary if anything. 
She had never been one for sudden changes. And from the sound of it, Severus didn’t seem keen on this person coming either but he could just tell them no, right? Badgering or not. 
“Well, hopefully, the visit satiates their curiosity?”  She asked pushing down any real questions about the mystery person in case it annoyed him further. 
For a moment she could have sworn there was a strange glint that passed through his eyes, but when she blinked it was gone. 
“Yes hopefully,” he drawled out in that baritone voice of his, moving closer to [Y/n] until he was standing to the side of the chair. Eyes gleaming at her, he leaned down causing her to automatically lift her head to look at him. 
Their lips brushed against each other with how close they were and it caused her skin to prickle with goosebumps as she leaned forward. Her body preening at being so close to him and desire already beginning to bloom again in her stomach as she sighed in delight at their closeness.
“But until then feel free to do as you wish,” he finally said before claiming her lips in a brief kiss that had her humming against his lips. 
It was too short for her liking as he nibbled at her lower lip before pulling away, leaving her to shoot a tiny frown at him. A smirk played on his features as he took a step back, turning to go back into the kitchen where he had been for a while.
“I’ll be in here, I have something to finish preparing.” 
Not questioning him, she nodded, a soft ‘okay’ leaving her while watching Severus retreat into the kitchen to prepare for this mystery guest's arrival. 
When he was no longer in her sights, [Y/n] went back to page through the book in her hand. The thought of this mystery person swirled in her head as she tried to concentrate, but it wasn’t before long that she began to feel a bit drowsy. 
The noise of Severus working just in the room next to her had her relaxing into the chair even more as her grip loosened on the book in her hand. 
Furthermore, she could hear the soft pitter-patter of rain begin to gently hit the window and the roof as the room became a bit darker as clouds outside began to roll in. 
Reading had become almost impossible with how blurry the words had become in her tiredness and before long she was out like a light. 
She was unsure how long she slept, though, a vague memory of Severus coming to pluck her book away while throwing a blanket against her body swirled in her mind. 
So when a piercing rapt at the door echoed through the air, it was no surprise that it had her jolting up from her seat suddenly. The sound had her heart thudding, and body feeling light due to the adrenaline that rushed through her from the sound.
An undignified squeak flew from her lips the moment Severus returned to the room to investigate the knocking and watching this all happen had him chuckling softly in her direction. This caused her cheeks to heat up as she turned to look away from him feeling a bit bashful.
“That must be him,” he spoke eyes briefly lingering on [Y/n] before looking in the direction of the noise, “let him in while I rearrange all of this won’t you?” 
Turning to look at him, she gave a nod almost getting up before looking down and suddenly remembering,
“Uhm, is it alright, I’m not quite dressed…” Words trailing off, she looked down at her still nightgown clad body. 
They had no plans to leave the house that day so she hadn’t thought at all to put on ‘regular’ clothes so she was still in her sleeping attire. And while it did cover her, with long sleeves and a hem that passed her thighs, she did feel a bit uncomfortable greeting a stranger in her current outfit.
“I wouldn’t worry too much about it,” Severus responded, shrugging his shoulders nonchalantly as he began to lazily flick his wand levitating objects and moving them elsewhere, “though if you find it too uncomfortable, you are free to change before dinner.”
Thinking it over briefly, [Y/n] nodded before getting up from the chair, making sure she didn’t trip over the blanket that had gotten tangled around her limbs when she was startled. 
Making her way to the door a little shiver rolled through her body at how cold the floors were. 
‘Should have worn slippers.’
She thought to herself as she made her way into the hallway where another knock, this time even louder, could be heard as she reached the door.
Whoever it was outside seemed to be getting impatient as the knocking seemed to last longer as she stood in front of the door to open it. Turning the knob and cracking the door open, her senses were assaulted with the loud patter of rain, the smell of dampness, and the sight of a very familiar man.  He wore the crossest expression she had ever seen before as he surveyed the area around him with distaste. 
“Snape it is pouring out here, have you no idea how long I’ve -.” The rant was cut short as the man's gray eyes met [Y/n], who stood somewhat behind the door. Her body was shielded from his sight as she stared a bit dumbfoundedly at the man who seemed to regain his composure quicker than she did.
“My, my what a delightful surprise,” he purred, words dripping with something akin to amusement as the annoyed furrow of his brow relaxed. 
His words were followed by him pushing the door back further to widen his entrance to the house as he strolled right in. There was a self-righteous smirk on his lips as [Y/n] squeaked from almost being squished against the wall that was behind the door as the man promptly ignored her.
Closing the door and turning on him to protest his audacity, the moment she looked at him to say something another chill spread through her causing her to freeze in place. And this time it wasn’t because of the cold floorboards. 
His eyes were locked on her form, drinking her in from top to bottom as he took his time gazing at her gown clad form. Even in the dimness of the hallway, she could see how his eyes narrowed at her, an unreadable look crossing his features as he started to approach her. It made her shiver, as she folded her arms against her chest wanting to make herself small at the moment.
“Lucius Malfoy,” he announced proudly, his shoulders squared as he outstretched his free hand, the other occupied by a sleek black cane with a serpent's head at the tip of it. 
Eyes darting from his hand to his face, the pit in her stomach began to tighten. She had seen his face around before at the ministry and while he seemed to have a harmless outer demeanor something told her that was far from the case. 
There had been whispers, and rumors that he was still aligned with the Dark Lord even after the first war where he had claimed he had been under the Imperius curse. 
But now here he was. And well, if Severus had allowed him to visit and let her greet him, then maybe it was okay, even if the man made her feel apprehensive as she loosened her arms from around herself to hesitantly shake his hand.
Though the moment her hand was in his, he found it to be the perfect moment to jerk the woman forward, causing her eyes to widen in panic at the sudden motion that brought her closer to him. A wicked grin played on his features as his hands tightened the hold on her own causing her to try to pull away but to no avail.
“And you must be Ms.[Y/n],” he purred, his voice and the tone of it causing the goosebumps that had already been prickling at her skin to become more numerous as he addressed her. “It was about time Severus introduced me to you. How unfair of him to keep you under lock and key.” 
He knew her name. She wasn’t expecting that as he drew her close to him as she tried to wiggle out of his hold. Her heart beat wildly in her chest when the grip on her hand did not loosen. 
“I-” she could barely squeak out, panic setting in as she tried to tug her hand away hating how close he was. She was only seconds from screaming. A wave of terror she had not felt for months now returned as his hand tightened around her own keeping her from pulling away.
“And this is the reason it took me so long, Malfoy, you have such a way of making all around you uncomfortable.”
Relief washed over in an instant for [Y/n] as Lucius let go of her at the sound of Severus’ voice coming from behind them. She was quick to scurry to his side, not looking back at the blond man whose eyes she could feel against her back. 
“Ah don’t be that way old friend,” Lucius chuckled, going over to Severus and patting him on the shoulder only for him to shrug the hand off, giving Lucuis a small glare. “I was just admiring, nothing harmless in that, no?”
“Of course…just admiring as you are known to do,” Severus groused, his expression stern before his eyes landed on [Y/n] and relaxed just a bit as she wrapped her arms around herself.
She was a bit unsure of what to do at the moment, feeling small under the gaze of two men and shrinking into herself the longer they stood there. While she could see the softness briefly in Severus’ eyes it did not last long and Lucius still had that gleam that made her uncomfortable. 
As if he sensed her discomfort, Severus spoke, drawing her attention from the spiral of thoughts in her mind.
“Why don’t you freshen up for dinner [Y/n]?”  While stated like a question it was very much him giving her an out and who was she to say no to it?
Wordlessly she nodded all too happy to leave the situation as she unfurled her arms from around herself and moved away from the intense gaze that Lucius seemed to keep on her while she retreated away from them and towards the stairs. 
Though as she retreated she still could feel lingering eyes on her and it made her shiver. He had promised he wouldn’t let harm come to her, and he hadn’t yet the unease in her stomach had her mind spiraling.
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The outfit she had put on when she got upstairs was a simple one. A high-waisted dark emerald pleated skirt that stopped just below her calves with a simple white blouse that she had tucked into the skirt. Her favorite though was the slightly puffed sleeves that adorned the blouse as it paired quite well with the skirt. 
Taking a look at herself in the mirror, a small smile grew on her features as she took in the sight of her, the memory of Severus presenting this little outfit to her one day floating in her mind.
It was very out of the blue, the gift, but she had to admit, she did look very pretty in it and she couldn’t help the bit of happiness that flooded her when thinking about it. 
Taking in one more look at herself, and straightening the outfit once more, [Y/n] made her way out of the room but not before wondering and then dismissing the thought of wearing shoes. It wasn’t as if they were going outside and she could just slip her more comfortable house shoes on when she got downstairs. 
Though when she did make it downstairs and to the entryway of the living room, she was stopped in her tracks by the sudden transformation of the room. 
No longer were the chairs and sofa that adorned the room there and neither was the tiny desk that held a slew of books and a muggle typewriter in sight. 
Instead, she met with the kitchen table in the middle of the room set up with three chairs, two already being occupied, and a spread of food on the table. Candles were floating about the table giving some illumination to the dim room as she watched Severus and Lucius talk in low voices.
Lucius, already nursing what looked to be a glass of red wine, seemed to be quite into the story he was telling, his hand flourishing as he spoke. While Severus on the other hand wore that neutral expression he was so known for as he seemingly listened to the other man drone on.
The sight of them being so opposite from one another, amused [Y/n] so much that she couldn’t help but let out a muffled giggle. It was no louder than a mouse scampering across the floor but it still caught both men’s attention as they looked in her direction.
“Dressed up all pretty for dinner now are we?” Lucius asked, his question causing [Y/n]’s laughter to die on her lips as his eyes seemed to roam over her body again. The hungry glint was back in it, as that devious smirk grew on his features while he observed her once more before turning to Severus.
“I’m feeling quite honored that you set up all of this just for me, Severus. How unnaturally kind of you.”
His words seemed to touch a nerve in Severus who looked at him with narrowed eyes, a faint ‘tsk’ passing his lips before he spoke.
“Malfoy, your arrogance seems to be rivaling that of a particular child, should I remind you that not everything revolves around your wants even if you wish to believe so?” Severus sighed seemingly exasperated with Lucius.
Yet it didn’t seem to perturb the other man who just shrugged nonchalantly as if he hadn't been insulted. No, his eyes just flicked back over to the woman who had hidden herself a bit behind the door frame again as having his eyes on her made her feel queasy.
Seeing her almost retreat, Severus raised his hand grabbing her attention and motioning her to an empty seat next to Lucius. 
“[Y/n], don’t dawdle over there like that, come and sit. Malfoy may seem unmannered for a pure-blood but I do not believe he’s known to bite.”
Looking between the two men once more, an uneasy feeling gnawed at her belly yet she nodded doing as she told and making her way towards the chair next to Lucius. 
Before she reaches the spot though, she is stopped in her tracks as Lucius stands, pulling the chair out for her, a little smirk on his features as he stretches his hand for her to take.
“Allow me,” he spoke, his eyes gleaming at her, an unreadable expression crossing his face. And then instead of waiting for her to accept his offer, his hand was already reaching for her’s and he was leading her to sit.
“O-oh, thank you,” she stuttered out, a bit taken off guard as he guided her to sit, fingers lingering on her shoulder as he went to the side by his chair. 
“Oh you are most welcome dove,” he purred out, as he stroked her shoulder lightly before moving down to her forearm causing goosebumps to prickle at her skin as she stared at him, stupefied at his forwardness.
Holding her gaze for a mere moment, a satisfied smirk found itself playing at his lips as he pulled away from [Y/n], her stomach turning a little more. A loud ‘tsk’ broke the awkwardness up as Severus who had watched the entire display had a scowl marring his features, his brows furrowed as he glared at Lucius.
“Now, now we mustn’t touch what isn’t ours Lucius,” Severus groused, his eyes on Lucius who didn’t seem at all affected by the words. Instead, he brought his wine glass up for another sip before smirking and turning to [Y/n].
“My apologies [Y/n] it’s just that I’ve been waiting quite some time for Severus to introduce us,” he paused to take another sip before turning to said man, “isn’t that right old friend?”
The exasperated look on Severus' face was almost enough to make [Y/n] want to smile even with how odd the situation felt to her. Any insult, any annoyance that he had towards the other wizard seemed to bounce off of Lucius with ease. She had to admit it was quite amusing even if the other man made her feel a bit wary with how forward he seemed to be.
“You’re exaggerating as usual.” Severus retorted, taking his glass of wine and sipping from it.
“Well yes, perhaps a bit but,” putting his glass down, he turned his head in [Y/n]’s direction before placing a hand on her lap. The movement caused her to almost jump from her seat yet the way he had his eyes on her, as if she was his prey, had her seated and unmoving as he spoke directly to her. 
“But I’m not exaggerating when I say quite how pretty you are,” he purred, eyes roaming up and down her form, drinking her in. For a moment she swore his gaze stopped on her lips, and she also swore there was a second where he licked his own lips as he observed her before humming out, 
“Severus is lucky.”
“T-thank you?” Her answer came out unsure and a bit shaky as she looked for Severus' guidance. Her eyes meeting his and as if he can see the confusion and distress in them he lets out a scoff.
“Enough now, the food is getting cold, you think you have better manners, Lucius.”
There’s a playful roll of Lucius' eyes as he gives [Y/n] a final once over before pulling away and glimpsing at Severus.
“Manners? Why I am a paragon of them.”
With that, the conversation began to die down as they started to serve themselves some of the meal that Severus had been working on before Lucius’ arrival. It was a variety of vegetables encircling a steaming plump roast that ran with juices as it was cut into releasing a salivating aroma.
Some light conversation played on between the two men as they all dined. Lucius mentioning off handly how he wasn’t aware of Severus’ skill in the culinary arts. This only led to a snide comment about how not everyone had house elves at their beck and call, only making Lucius laugh.
They continued on about this and that, drinking more than they ate as [Y/n] also only took small bites of the food on her plate.  Each bite was washed down with a sip of wine that Lucius had poured for her stating that it was from his personal collection and shouldn’t go to waste.
It was quite delicious, with a fruity note to it along with a hidden note of something woody that mixed surprisingly well with the flavor. Though there was something else in it. Another flavor that she couldn’t put her finger on as she accepted another glass of it, this time from Severus who topped off the quickly receding liquid in her cup. 
One glass became another, and soon she began to slowly lose count of how much she had to drink as it seemed like before she was even done with one glass it was filled back up. 
Each sip became sweeter, as the liquid coated her tongue, the fragrance of it becoming more intoxicating with each swallow causing her to seek out more of it.
Her body felt abuzz with life, warm, and light as she reached out for the bottle pouring another glass for herself as she listened to the men beside her talk. 
She felt as if she was almost floating with each sip, her cheeks warm, and her head feeling fuzzy signaling that she was in need of cutting herself off. 
Yet it seemed her willpower was failing her as she continued to drink while listening to the men beside her and how rich both of their voices were. 
In her haze, she could still appreciate the difference in their own way of speaking even though she didn’t quite understand why she was fixated on it. 
Lucius with his posh accent, which sounded almost condensing at times, and Severus with his low drawl and pauses in between certain words for emphasis. Both of their voices were deep, causing her chest to pleasantly vibrate even with how quietly they spoke to each other. 
“Celebrating our meeting now are you?”
The warmth of Lucius' breath caressed [Y/n]’s cheek, almost causing her to drop the nearly empty bottle of wine onto her lap as she went to pour another.
His words and closeness caused a shudder to run up her spine. Just like earlier on, yet this time there was something different about it. It was warmer, more electric, as she felt his hair brush against her cheek, as she turned to look at him only to find her face only mere inches from his. 
Gray eyes gleamed at her, and had she been in her right mind she would have pulled away in an instant. But something was keeping her rooted as she watched his eyes move down to her lips that were wined stained and trembling.
The gaze he held on her made her skin prickle with heat, but what really caused her to shudder was when his fingers brushed against her hand oh so slightly as he went to take the bottle from her. A wildfire felt as if it had been lit across her skin as a tiny gasp fell from her lips at his touch. 
“Celebrating?” There was a sarcastic tone in Severus' voice that pulled her out of her trance.
It seemed to do nothing to quell the heat that was marking her skin only causing it to alight. Yet there was a pleasant sort of heat coming from it even if it felt a bit suffocating.   
“I believe she would rather forget she had to meet you. [Y/n]?”
“I’m sorry I just-,” her words were cut short as she turned at the sound of her name going to answer him yet being suddenly overwhelmed with a lightheadedness that had her head spinning.
Reaching out to grab the table to steady herself, she found herself trying to regain her balance yet when she couldn’t, she felt tears prick her eyes at the overwhelming feeling. 
The dizziness, the heat, the arousal. 
“[Y/n]?” 
“S-Severus,” she whimpered out, her voice taking on a breathy tone as her eyes glossed over with both unshed tears and an unreadable look, “I d-don’t, something’s wrong”
Lungs burning with each breath she took, she watched as his brows furrowed at her words. A look of concern marred his face as everything began to feel hazy to her as if she was becoming a bystander in her own body.
“Come here,” Severus murmured as he pushed his seat away from the table and reached his hand out for her to take.
Attempting to get out of her seat, she was met with another wave of dizziness and unsteadiness that threatened to bring her to the floor. Her legs felt as if they weren't connected to her as she tried to move towards him and if it wasn’t for the hand that wrapped itself gingerly around her waist she would have stumbled right onto the ground.
A whine, one that almost sounded like a moan escaped her lips as she turned to look at who had caught her knowing there was only one other person there to begin with.
“Careful now,” Lucius purred, squeezing her waist slightly causing her to mewl at the sensation that had her belly swarming with heat and tightness. “Don’t want to get a stain on that pretty blouse of yours.”  
Unable to form a word or thought other than how hot it was and how painfully alight her body felt, [Y/n] could only nod dumbfoundedly as she let him guide her to Severus who wore an unreadable expression as Lucius handed her off to him.
Taking the hand that was outstretched to her, a soft cry spilled from her lips as Severus tugged her close, causing her to stumble forward into his lap. Her skirt hitching up a bit as her legs found themselves on opposite sides of his thighs effectively causing her to straddle him. 
The rocking of his thigh as he went to lean forward to examine her caused her to take a sharp breath at the sensation that bloomed from her belly and began to spread its tendrils downwards to her cunt that fluttered at the pressure.
“Hmph,” it was a noise of displeasure yet it had her stifling a moan as his fingers brushed against her forehead as if he was taking her temperature. “You’re burning up [Y/n]. You should have told me if you were feeling unwell.”
“N-not, not sick,” she managed to stutter out as she tried to steady herself on his thigh by leaning forward just a bit so that she could hold onto his shoulders. 
The motion though had her whimpering as it caused her to rock her hips even more against his thighs making the ache in her cunt more apparent. 
So apparent that she was sure he could feel the wetness that was beginning to seep through her underwear and her skirt as she began to rock a little more against him. If she had been in her right mind she would have been mortified about almost everything that was happening at that moment. 
Her position, the way her body was reacting to both of their touches and how this was happening all in front of someone else. She would have pulled away if she was in her right mind but she didn’t. 
She couldn’t really, not with how in the clouds she felt. Nor with the way Severus’ dark eyes were shining with something unreadable as they stayed transfixed on her form causing her to stay in place. 
“Is..that..so?” 
His question came out in a hushed velvet drawl as he eyed her quaking form. Her quivering only worsened as his fingers lightly traveled up and down her clothed arm, stroking it and making her whine as his eyes moved from her face down to her chest that heaved with each shaky breath she tried to take.
The sight he found was not at all surprising. Quiet welcomed actually as he felt her continue to squirm in his lap as her nipples strained against the blouse she wore. Visible, hardened, and aching for something to touch them.
“No you’re right,” he muttered, “not sick but I do think I know the problem.”
“What-ah!”
The question died instantly, being transformed into a high-pitched moan as she threw her head back at the feeling of his fingers pinching and pressing roughly at the hardened nipple. 
An electric sensation shot through her chest, and trailed down her body, as she began to roughly grind her hips down on his thigh with fervor. Each moan grew louder and more desperate as he squeezed and pulled at the buds that ached with pleasure as he played with them.
“Mmh, that feels better now doesn’t it,” Severus crooned leaning close to her, bouncing his thigh at the same speed as which she was rocking into him. 
Each time she pressed down, his thigh was pressing up against her causing her to shutter and whine. With each rock against him, and each pull and press of his fingers against the clothed area, the suffocating heat that had overcome her became heavier and heavier. 
The heat was pleasurable though, so much so that she had completely forgotten the other man whose gaze was transfixed on them until he spoke. His voice was full of a dark mischievousness as he adjusted himself in his seat to watch what was unfolding. 
“My my, I wasn’t expecting a performance to be put on in my honor Severus,” Lucius hummed amusedly bringing up his glass in a sort of toast as he watched with ever darkening eyes at the sight in front of him, “but how generous of you to provide such a lovely show to accompany our dinner.” 
A deep chuckle fell from Severus’ lips at those words, his gaze meeting gray orbs as [Y/n] continued to stain both of their clothes with her juices that were drenching them. 
Head falling against his shoulder as soft moans kept leaving her lips she dug her fingers into Severus’ shirt looking for something to hold while barely paying attention to the men who chatted as if she wasn’t there.
Little whines and sighs left her lips as soft chants of ‘yes’ became music to both of their ears while their eyes feasted on the woman who was happily fucking herself on the wizard’s thigh with no other thought than sating the throbbing in her cunt. 
Both of their cocks stirred, in their trousers as her skirt rode higher and higher up her legs with each roll of her hips. Leaning forward, Severus helped bunch the fabric up, pulling the article clothing higher so that the pretty lace she was wearing underneath was exposed to both of them.
“P-please,” she gasped as the pressure that was in her cunt began to build tenfold now that there was one less layer of clothing between them “Please so good.” 
“Mmm that’s a good girl,” Severus purred his lips ghosting over her throat making her hips stutter as he leaned in to nibble at the exposed skin. “Keep going,” he urged lowly as he grabbed her hips and began to help her roll them against his thigh causing her to moan and rock faster against him. “Give our guest the show he deserves. That’s right, I know you can keep going.”
Head fuzzy from the arousal and praise, [Y/n] nodded in her haze. Her hips grinding and rolling as she took her pleasure on Severus’ thigh.
“My, my look at that,” Lucius hummed, thumbing the rim of his glass, eyes meeting Severus’ before trailing down the woman's back until it reached her barely clothed behind. “Such an obedient and pretty girl aren’t you [Y/n]?” He praised watching her writhe in Severus’ hold, as a watery whine left her lips at his words causing his already hardened cock to throb at her noise. “Rubbing that cunt of yours against Severus’ thigh just like he asked you. And in front of someone else no less. You are quite a good girl aren’t you.”
The praise went straight to her core and made it flutter and ache even more as she felt her slick entrance become wetter at his words. It didn’t go unnoticed by Severus who stroked her back and cooed softly at her.
“Oh? Did you like that?” Severus whispered into her ear, making her shudder at his voice which had taken on a huskier tone as he teased her. “Did you like Lucius praising you for riding my thigh?” He questioned as his hand traveled down her back before grabbing the fleshy part of her behind making her squeak.
“Does it make your cunt feel good knowing that he’s watching you? Wanting you the same way that I have you? Wanting you to be on his lap and fucking yourself like a good girl?”
The filth dripping from his tongue had her moaning, a noncommittal,
“Mmm,” falling from her lips at his question. It wasn't the answer that he wanted though as a glint passed his eyes, a frown appearing on his face suddenly.
“Use your words [Y/n],” Severus commanded without raising his voice as his hands went to grip her hips to stop her from moving.
A sob of desperation left her lips and her head snapped up to meet his gaze with her own wet one as tears sprang into her eyes again from having to stop.
“I d-don’t, I don’t know,” she whimpered out miserably as the burning in her core returned the moment he stopped her from riding his thigh. 
As much as she wanted to say yes, there was still a nagging feeling inside of her of not wanting to admit it. Especially with how unsure she was about how he would feel if she said yes. Even in her hazy arousal, she wanted to please him.
“Please I don’t know, I just-, I-,” her words jumbled and she wanted to let out another sob of confusion until their guest’s voice chimed in.
“Oh Severus don’t make the poor darling cry,” Lucius chuckled lowly, intervening as [Y/n] tried to hide away from the shame by burying her face into the crook of Severus’ neck.  “So mean to such a pretty girl,” he continued, “a pretty girl that I bet has an equally pretty cunt.”
“I can assure you, it’s very pretty,” Severus responded before bouncing his thigh up thrice and making [Y/n] moan each time. “And absolutely soaked right now.”
“Is that so?” Lucius asked, an eyebrow raised as he looked at Severus with a smirk that only held devious intentions, “Would you mind terribly then if I had a look myself, Severus?”
His question caused [Y/n] to still, a little whimper leaving her lips, as she pulled away from Severus a nervous yet lidded look pointed at him. Because having Lucius watch her was one thing but having him touch her. 
“I don-.”
“Quiet,” Severus said, causing the words to die on her lips as she shut her mouth and looked at him with a smoldering yet pitiful look. “Don’t you want to feel better sweet girl? 
She did, she really did because if this was to go on any longer she would surely lose her mind with how badly her body was begging for something to be inside of her. The heat that was nipping at her skin was also becoming so unbearable and she couldn’t stand it anymore. So with a soft ‘yes’, she continued to listen to Severus’ words.
“Now, you’re going to be good for us,” Severus murmured against her lips, catching the little sigh that left her, “and we are going to go upstairs alright?”
She nodded in agreement before he continued. 
“And then, you’re going to let Lucuis see just how pretty this cunt of yours is, do you understand?” He finished.
“O-okay.” She mewled, dropping her head and feeling extremely scolded.
“Yes sir,” Severus corrected, his hand grabbing her chin roughly, forcing her to look him in his eyes that were glittering.
“Y-yes sir,” [Y/n] repeated a little louder. 
A hint of a smile appeared on his feature, and it had the woman preening at him, as his eyes traced her form. One hand held her hip in place and the other loosened its grip on her chin as he gazed at her disheveled form. Lips swollen, skin damp, eyes dilated. 
“Good.” He purred before the tight grip on her chin returned and he was pressing their lips together in a rough and bruising kiss. 
His tongue lapped at her lips that parted eagerly for him as a loud moan emitted from her throat as he began to swirl his tongue against hers. Their teeth scrape against each other for a second at the intensity of the kiss only making them both groan.
Fighting for dominance, he pushed the back of her head forward deepening the kiss and causing her to whimper into it. Her fingers grasped onto his shirt as her hips came alive again and began to buck against his thigh.
It was a short-lived affair, as with one more swipe of his tongue against hers he was pulling away from her and standing, causing her to stumble out of his lap with a surprised yelp. 
Though again she didn’t find herself on the floor, instead a pair of arms had snaked themselves around her waist keeping her upright. Turning her head, she was met with that same look from earlier on yet this time the quiver that was sent down her spine was not one of fear.
“Shall we?” Lucius husked his gray eyes alive and stormy as he looked at [Y/n] with a predatory grin. 
He didn’t wait for an answer before he was all but dragging her out of the room, Severus hot on their heels. The trip upstairs was somehow made without either of the men just grabbing the trembling woman and taking her on the staircase considering how eager everyone was. 
But no time was wasted as they entered the bedroom shared by Severus and her. Everything that happened the moment they stepped in was almost a blur of how quickly it transpired.
Suddenly, Lucius was no longer in front of her but Severus whose arms wrapped around her waist, and before she could say anything her words were swallowed by Severus’ lips roughly back on her own. His hands were quick to snake underneath her shirt, pulling it above her head and then undoing the flimsy bra she wore, throwing both somewhere to the side to be found later.
Being free of the garments, her arms instinctively wrapped around the back of his shoulders, [Y/n] kissing him back with the same fierce hunger that he had shown to her. It was messy and needy as their hands roamed each other's body and their lips met over and over.
All thoughts of their other guest were gone until an additional set of fingers wrapped around the waistband of her skirt and began to tug the fabric off. 
It didn’t take much for the garment to come undone before it and her drenched underwear were falling limply down onto the floor pooling around her feet.
A surprised gasp morphed into a loud moan as the cool air of the room that stroked her damp opening was replaced by Lucius' hand cupping and squeezing her.
“You were right Severus,” Lucius hummed eyes bright as [Y/n] rolled her hips against his hand shuttering and sighing at the pressure. His grip tightened against her causing her to let out another moan against Severus’ lips. “Positively dripping.”
A raspy chuckle vibrated from the other man’s throat as he pulled away from [Y/n] whose eyes were unfocused as she ground against the hand on her. 
“As expected,” Severus hummed before leaning down and kissing her exposed neck. 
His fingers brushed the soft skin of her belly causing her to shiver at the touch and her stomach to clench at the sensation. Little puffs of air passed through her lips as her head fell back against Lucius, her eyes fluttering close, as she felt his fingers begin to stroke her slick opening. 
His fingers rubbed circles against her as she shifted her weight on each leg. Rolling her hips against his touch and indulging in all the sensations that were coming from it. 
They kept this up for what seemed like an eternity, Severus kissing her fervently as his hand massaged and kneaded her sensitive breasts. Her head laid back against Lucius' shoulder as he began to slip his fingers into her awaiting cunt that was alight with pleasure. One finger became two, and two became three as he began to explore the warm velvet channel that squeezed him with each thrust of his fingers.
The wet squelching of her cunt being fucked by talented fingers filled the air along with her breathless pants of,
“Yes, yes, yes,” as her grip on Severus’ shoulder tightened while she fucked herself against Lucius' fingers. Her mouth slightly ajar as she pushed back against him letting herself be stretched and explored.
“What an eager little thing you are [Y/n],” the words dripped from Lucius as his lips ghosted against her ear before also joining Severus in kissing the exposed flesh of her neck. “If I didn’t know better, I say you actually enjoy having all this attention on you.”
She didn’t disagree, instead, a broken groan left her as his fingers began to stroke the rough patch inside of her that had her legs shaking and her lips parting, though no sound left her.
“Mmm she’s squeezing my fingers, Severus,” Lucius noted as the spasms in her cunt grew in frequency and strength as he stroked that rough spot in her, “I think she’s close.”
“Is that so?” Severus purred, leaning his head so that his lips ghosted against her ear. Her ragged moans and pants filling his head as her fingers grasped hold of him in hopes of steadying herself as her legs trembled beneath her. “You must be enjoying this then,” he continued, his voice rumbling and sinking into her body as he placed a feathery kiss against her ear lobe. Nipping the sensitive flesh for good measure, his hands ran up and down her sides causing her to shiver even more. “Does it feel good? Having Lucius' fingers in you? Stretching you, stroking you?” 
His eyes twinkled as he watched her face contorted in pleasure. Her lips opened to say something only to let out a breathy noise that was a mixture of a moan and a sob as the burning in her stomach grew brighter and brighter.
A trickle of wetness began to leak down her damp thighs as Lucius quickened his pace. His fingers dived into her faster, rougher, strokes still precise as he pressed and rubbed the little spot that had her clamping down on him. 
“Oh that’s it dove keep going,” Lucius grunted against her neck, pressing a kiss on the damp skin as the sound of her arousal filled the room. “Show us how much you enjoy this. Show Severus how thankful you are to him for this. That’s it, squeeze my fingers.”
“C-coming,” she whimpered. One of the few words she had been able to utter this whole time as the coil in her stomach twisted and tightened. 
Eyes wet with tears that she didn’t know had even fallen, she looked at Severus who had pulled away from her to take in the desperate expression that was on her face. 
“Please, please,” she begged again as if looking for permission.
Gray eyes met black ones and neither could help the smirk that painted itself on their lips.
“Come then,” Severus hummed looking down at [Y/n], “come on Lucius' fingers and let him know how good he made you feel.”
With his permission granted, she couldn’t stop the loud sob that left her lips. Her head fell forward onto Severus' chest as her body shook while her insides gripped Lucius' fingers, the burning in her stomach seemingly flooding out of her with each stroke. 
A broken sob escaped her lips as her legs shook and she felt a gush of wetness coat the man’s fingers. The sound of his movements became momentarily louder from her juices trickling out of her as he continued to stretch her open.
“That’s it, take your pleasure little dove,” Lucius cooed, leaning down and kissing her neck, fingers slowing their pace as he dragged out her climax before pulling the digits out of her completely.
The action was met with a soft groan from [Y/n] who buried her face deeper into Severus’ chest. It elicited a soft chuckle from him as he placed his hand on her lower back, watching Lucius lick the woman's slick off his fingers. A deep groan left the blonde’s lips as he savored the salty taste of her release.
“Mmm, how delectable little dove,” Lucius praised, his finger leaving his lips with an audible ‘pop’, “my I can see how one can get addicted. You taste absolutely delicious.”
“It’s even better when you drink it from her,” Severus added, feeling her shiver under his touch when he spoke and the implication of his words. An implication that Lucius did not miss if the twinkle in his eyes was something to go off of. 
“Oh is that an invitation?” 
“Perhaps.”
There was a beat of silence in between them, the only sound being [Y/n]’s breathing which had calmed yet for some reason, the heat that had been suffocating her seemed to have returned. And this time it felt even more intense, as she gripped onto Severus, a shaky breath leaving her and her thighs clenching together. 
Fuck what was wrong with her? 
Why did it feel like she still couldn’t breathe? Each breath she took in felt heavy, and hot as if there was no air circulating around them. And her thoughts, they still felt so jumbled so hazy that she barely realized that she was being turned around and brought over to the bed.
It was as if there were blinders on each side of her head, causing her to only see what was in front of her as Severus ushered her up on the bed. A shudder ran through her body as she felt his fingers run up her spine as she went to lay on top of the cool sheets. 
Head propped up a bit from the pillow behind her she reached a hand out to Severus and was met with him leaning down to kiss it. His dark eyes watched her, causing her breath to hitch at the intensity that was hidden behind his gaze.
Whatever he had planned for her, she trusted him. He hadn’t broken his promise yet so if he thought this was good for her, who was she to protest?
“Well then,” Lucius said, observing the display in front of him, an elegant brow raised from the proposition as he watched Severus settle [Y/n] in the middle of the bed with a gentleness that was at odds with how rough they wanted to be with her. “Who am I to deny myself a luxury such as that?”
“Good, I was concerned for a moment that you had lost your interest in mindless indulgences,” Severus responded, looking at him for a moment before leaning down and pressing his lips against [Y/n]’s.
Hands finding the back of his head and fingers carding through his hair, [Y/n] was none the wiser to the way Lucius stalked over to them. His shirt was thrown to the floor as she whimpered into the kiss. The bed dipped under Lucius' weight as Severus sucked on her bottom lip and soothed it with his tongue. 
She didn’t even protest when she felt fingers grabbing her thighs and parting them open. Only a soft groan emitted from her throat when she felt her folds being parted by a languid lick from her opening to her clit. 
Her legs fell open even more as Lucius began to swirl his tongue around her pearl. Lapping at it and sucking at the sensitive bead that caused a dropping sensation in her stomach that made her pull away from Severus a bit to whine breathlessly.
A chuckle rumbled through both men as she rolled her hips closer to Lucius' face, wanting more of his mouth on her. And she was rewarded for her efforts when he more than enthusiastically buried his face against her opening.
His fingers spread her cunt open, a sticky sound following it as his tongue plunged into her. Swirling around the wetness that dripped out of her onto his tongue as he ate her out.
Legs trembling and breathing unevenly again, [Y/n] couldn’t hold back the strangled sobs that left her lips as the fire in her belly started to burn again. Each lap was met with a moan and each suck had her bucking her hips against him.
The whole sight of it was extremely arousing to Severus as he watched her grind against Lucius' face. Her face covered with a thin layer of sweat as she reached down to place a hand on the blond's head in an attempt to keep him close. His response was to press his tongue deeper into her, and to bring his thumb up to flick and rub her clit in tandem. 
It had her keening, grabbing his hair, and clutching onto Severus’ shoulder. A wild look in her eyes as her gaze bounced between the two men, her mind becoming mush as her stomach clenched and her slick opening pulsed with each lick and suck.
He felt his cock begin to strain in his trousers, watching the two of them and not one to be left out, she was his, after all, he pulled away from the woman. 
A confused whimper left her lips when he moved away from her, her hand reaching out to grab him again instead though finding herself squeezing his erection and feeling him shudder at the touch.
The hiss that left Severus had Lucius pulling away, his lips glistening with [Y/n]’s arousal as he looked at the other two. A cheshire grin planted itself on his features as he watched the woman look up at Severus with doe eyes as she stroked his clothed cock. A look of wantonness on her features as she tried to undo the buttons on his trousers with one hand and failing miserably as she fumbled about. 
And then instead of trying to continue or asking for help, she began to nuzzle his clothed cock. Mouthing at the fabric desperately, kissing it and rubbing him with the palm of her hand.
“Silly girl,” Severus hissed, trying not to rut into her touch as she continued to massage him and kiss him, “if you need help use your words. Or do you need that lesson taught to you again?”
“Please, wanna suck your cock,” she pleaded, still nuzzling the rough fabric of his trousers, “please, please, please want it, wanna taste you sir please.”
“Oh, how polite of her Severus,” Lucius chuckled before dipping his head down to lap at her cunt, his fingers rubbing tight, slow circles on her throbbing clit.
Her heated cry, muffled by fabric, rang out across the room as Severus pushed her away from his crotch. A grunt leaving him and a whine leaving her as she watched him with bated breath while he undid the buttons that had bested her.
With lithe fingers, each button came undone, until he was pulling his trousers down. His cock sprang from its confines. Hard, and leaking precum as it rested against the trail of hair on his stomach.
Her breath quickened as she leaned forward, kissing the swollen dark head before sticking her tongue out and lapping at the pool of precum that had gathered in the slit of the head. 
A purr left her throat as the salty taste of the liquid filled her mouth and it spurred her on. Licking and sucking the head, mimicking the same motions the man below her was doing to her cunt. Teasing the sensitive organ as it twitched with the attention she was giving it.
“Good girl,” Severus groaned, his fingers slipping into her hair as he rocked his hips pressing the head between her lips, “show me you deserve to suck my cock, show me just how much you need it.”
Not one to refuse his commands. [Y/n] did as he said, lips parting wider as she sunk down on his cock swallowing and moaning around him. Back and forth, side to side, her head moved as she sucked on him messily drinking in the salty tang of him.
Her cheeks hollowed out as she tried to take him deeper down her throat eagerly pushing herself further down and pulling a groan from Severus as his fingers gripped her hair tighter. The feeling of that wet heat licking and suctioning around his cock drove him mad as he began to thrust his hips forward forcing his cock further down her throat.
If she was surprised by it she certainly didn't show it, instead, he watched and felt her almost go limp in his hold. Her throat relaxed at the same time, causing him to slip deeper down her throat which caused a deep shudder to run right through him. The feeling went straight to his cock which pulsed and hardened even more as he began to rock his hips in earnest.
Sliding down her throat as she swallowed around him with lips parted and eyes fluttering, one of her hands reached for his thigh and the other found itself playing with the stiff peak on her breast as he fucked her throat.
Both men moved in tandem somehow. With each thrust of Severus' cock down her throat, she could feel Lucius' fingers reach deep in her stroking spreading her open before pulling away just to put pressure on the spot that had her hips bearing down on him and a choked noise leaving her.
The vibrations it triggered had Severus hissing at the sensation causing the tight grip he had on her to deepen as he sped up his assault of her throat.
“Fuck. Fuck. Fuck!” Severus growled as his eyes swept over the woman. 
Her legs spread, as she was feasted upon, her body coated in a thin layer of sweat as she shook like a leaf under the ministrations of both men. What a fucking sight. It had the pit in his own stomach burning and clenching as he watched her writhe underneath them.
“That's it sweet girl, take my cock down your throat just like I know you can. Just like how I taught you all those times,” he growled, voice gravely and deeper than its already low tone. “You take cock so well you know that? Warm little throat all wet for me.” The sentence was punctured with a few harsh thrusts that had wet gags being pulled away from her to emphasize his words.
“So wet.”
Thrust.
“So warm.”
Thrust.
“I bet your cunt is the same way isn't it?”  He hissed tugging [Y/n]’s hair forcing her to look up at him. Her eyes were unfocused while spit and slick leaked from one side of her mouth as he slowed his moments but not stopping completely. “Drooling and ready to be filled up like the greedy thing it is. All from having a cock in your throat and fingers in you. Isn't that right?”
She didn't, or more accurately, couldn't answer him. Not because what he said was false, far from it by the way her juices coated Lucius' tongue, fingers, and her thighs. Her brain was too fuzzy from the pleasure and suffocating heat that was eating her alive and soaking her entire being with a desire that could only be described as intensely carnal. 
No, the only thing in her mind was Severus and the heaviness of his cock on her tongue and the way he tasted as he leaked precum down her slicked throat.
Even with how her body met each thrust of Lucius' fingers and keened at his licks against her clit that had her body wanting more. More touches, more fingers, to stretch her open and fill her. The man standing by her side still had her attention.
How could he not with how good it felt to have his cock hard and heavy on her tongue, filling something in her, each time he bottomed out and would hold her still at the base of his cock.
Her eyes were heavy and lidded as she tried to concentrate to get a word out yet all she could do was sink her mouth further down his shaft as if her body was compelled to only please him. That her words weren't necessary to do that and she was better off showing him as she bobbed her head slowly again.  
The hand on his thigh came to wrap itself around his base as she pulled away a bit to give herself room to stroke him. His flesh was warm and wet, the same way he had described her own writhing body. And it made her clench tightly around the fingers inside her as for some reason it felt like some sort of badge of honor. Knowing that she was making him feel as good as she was.
This wasn't missed by Lucius who chuckled at feeling her insides grasp at him suddenly attempting to hold him inside as she trembled around him.
“I think your sweet girl is wanting something more Severus,” he purred, lifting his face away from her opening yet keeping his fingers inside of her as he eyed Severus. “You should feel the way she's gripping me at the moment,“ he continued, fingers stretching her before thrusting languidly and listening to the muffled whine that left her. 
“I wager that she would rather have something more considerable inside her as while I'm quite confident in my skills,” his words were punctured with another cry from her as he roughly pressed his fingers in her to make a point. “I would be remiss to not think you don't spoil such a hungry cunt as hers.”
“Oh, and I thought someone of your mind would realize sooner.” Severus breathed out sarcastically yet it lost its sting as [Y/n] began licking around the head of his cock just as he went to respond causing him to shudder in pleasure. 
Wet slurping noises accompanied it as she sucked the head with fervor, not paying attention to the conversation the men were having about her being too busy in her own world. 
“Come then I think it's about time to truly put on a spectacle I'm sure you of all people will appreciate Malfoy.”
As if something urgent had suddenly come out, everything began to move even faster than it had been. The fingers that had been knuckle deep in her were suddenly pulled out causing her to shudder and before she even had time to realize it Severus was pulling away from her.
His cock left her lips with a wet ‘pop’ as his fingers curled against her own making her release him from her hold.
“W-What,” her reaction was slow at first before she was reaching for Severus with confusion heavy in her gaze as he pushed her hand away. 
There was a second when a heavy disappointment began to flood her but it quickly dissipated the moment Severus began to crawl into bed with her. While not what she was expecting, it had her stomach swooping in pleasure as her body automatically went to welcome him with open arms.
Her eyes gleamed in anticipation as he towered over her, his body caging her in with his own as he leaned down, pressing a brief, yet rough and possessive kiss against her swollen lips.
The taste of him mingled on both their tongues as he pulled away from her and licked his thin lips. Watching her pant below him, her hooded eyelids made her look ever so sultry.
Not wanting to delay their pleasure any longer, Severus pulled away from her, a perplexed gaze meeting him as he pulled her on top of him as he laid back on the pillows that had him propped up.
Legs finding themselves splayed on the opposite sides of his thighs, [Y/n] straddled Severus, her arms reaching out to hold onto his shoulder as she leaned over and began peppering kisses against his jaw and neck.
“There you go my sweet,” he purred in her ear, stroking her spine, fingers dancing up and down her back as she nuzzled him. Her hips jerked against him a little, the ache in her cunt returning with an insatiable burn as she began to rub her wetness against his cock that was leaking precum on his stomach.
Her insides quivered with each pass of his cock through her wet folds as she rubbed against him, not daring to fully seat him inside of her until he allowed her to.
It had been a rule he had for her, that she could only put him inside her whenever she rode him when he gave her permission. Every time it happened she was reduced to a sobbing mess as it was unbearable to have him so close.
To have his arousal hard, and warm sliding between her sticky sensitive folds and putting pressure on her throbbing clit with each rock of her hips but not allowed to have him in her. 
It was maddening, he was maddening but all she could do was endure. And she did so by grinding against him, kissing his neck, and whimpering as she soaked him with her juices that were freely flowing out of her glistening cunt that was begging to be filled with something more.
The thoughts make her dizzy, her lips finding Severus for another kiss that he lazily accepts as his hands roam up and down her side as the sound of slickness fills the air. Her lips part for a moment an invitation for him to deepen the kiss and he takes it with no hesitation. 
His tongue danced alongside hers as she gripped his shoulder, moaning louder and louder as her cunt became more sensitive with each hurried roll of her hips.
Her pants grew heavier as she pulled her lips away from him a bit, a string of spit connecting their tongues as Severus leaned forward to dominate the kiss again.
The ball of heat in her stomach makes itself known once again as it begins to work its way down from where it is into her cunt. Each roll has it going down further and further and it's a surprise she hadn't come already from just humping him like the bitch in heat she felt like she was at the moment.
It was so good, so fucking good-
“Ohhhhh!”
The thoughts were interrupted and a shrill whine ripped itself from her throat at the sudden feeling of fingers spreading her open. Her hips stuttered at the feeling of Severus' almost slipping inside of her only for the angle to cause it to slip out yet the brief taste of him, the brief push of him inside her had her shuttering.
The feeling was mutual; it seemed to as a low growl worked its way from Severus as he pulled away from her lips. Dark eyes alight with desire and lust as he met gray ones that seemed to always be up to something.
Trying to turn her head and straining herself a bit, she managed to make out a blurry silhouette of Lucius who had seemed to have lost the rest of his attire and was now right behind her.
“How marvelous,” he crooned, his fingers dipping inside of her again, while one hand pushed her hips down causing her to squirm and cry as she felt more of Severus' length rub against her and threaten to slip into her. "Such a pretty little cunt all wet and ready for some cock in her. You would like that wouldn't you [Y/n]?”
He asked in a low rumble as he continued to alternate between stroking her sticky slit and pressing his fingers inside her. The answer was a resounding ‘yes’ as while she was very much enjoying rubbing herself against Severus, what she really wanted was to be spread open on his cock and fucked until she couldn't think anymore. Just the way Severus liked it and just the way she had become used to and dare say enjoy.
And him not letting her have it was slowly driving her mad. But since Lucius had asked, she could use it to her advantage, she was never above begging for Severus not anymore.
“Yes ple-please,” she whimpered, eyes lidded as she slowly rocked her hips while watching Severus' hoping he would let her have him. “Please sir want you inside me. Want your cock so bad I c-can't, can't-.”  Her words trailed off into a babble as she felt fingertips dig into the soft flesh of her ass and a loud desperate keen left her throat.
“Is that so?” Severus drawled bucking his hips up toward [Y/n] causing the head of his cock to catch her folds and making her mewl in desperation, “has having Lucius' fingers stretch you open, and rubbing your hungry cunt all over me made you so desperate to have me inside you? Stretching you, fucking you, breaking you?”
“Yes! Please, wanna be fucked please it burns so bad,” she whimpered her fingers splaying against her belly where the fire of arousal had built up the entire time before looking at him, “please fuck me sir, fuck me you do it so good!”
An unreadable glint passed through Severus' eyes at her desperate plea, his tongue darting out to lick his lips. His gaze swept up and down her form noting her rapid breathing, the sweat doting her forehead, her dilated lust-filled eyes and how could he forget the cunt spread open by his cock and Lucius fingers. How delightful.
“Tell me Lucius, have you been satisfied so far with our little show?” Severus asked almost offhandedly as he looked away from [Y/n] who wanted to cry at how bad everything ached.
“Oh perfectly so, it's more than I could have hoped for and I do think the little dove deserves a reward for all her efforts.” There was a pause and a smirk, “that's if you think so Severus.”
A muffled whimper became silent as [Y/n] buried her face into the crook of Severus' neck as he contemplated, but not before a quiet little, 'please' left her lips as she nuzzled him.
“Well then my sweet girl,“ Severus whispered, after a moment of silence, “let's get you your reward then.”
She could have cried in relief at that point as her head lifted from his shoulder but instead, it was a high-pitched cry of pleasure that was mixed in with a groan from Severus as Lucius wrapped his fingers around the man's cock.
Pushing [Y/n]'s hips up just so that the angle was just right a wicked grin grew on the blond's features before he released her hips letting her engulf the cock she so wanted to be inside her in one go.
“Fuck!” Severus shouted, his hands grabbing [Y/n]'s hips as her velvet heat engulfed his cock all at once.
His shout was met with a choked sob as [Y/n] convulsed and shook on his lap. Her cunt gripped at him as she slumped forward onto him, fingers digging into his shoulder as she let the feeling of him entering her spread in her belly.
So full. She felt so fucking full. He was so deep inside of her stretching her wide open with how thick he was. So deep but...more, she wanted more. Wanted him deeper, wanted him closer, wanted more.
More, more, more!
The words kept echoing in her head as she began to slowly lift her hips before bringing them back down, seating herself on his cock fully each time. A breathy moan caught at the back of her throat as she began to repeat the motions, faster, and harder. The wet sounds of flesh meeting flesh echoed around the room as she bounced on his cock.
“So good sir, fuck so good!”
Her words slurred a bit, and her head lolled on his shoulder as he began to snap his hips up at the same moment she was bringing her's down. The action caused him to slip deeper inside her, ripping a loud yelp from her that turned into a breathy whine as he abused her cunt with rough, deep strokes that had her breathless and only thinking about the hot pleasure that was running in her veins.
She felt breathless. A familiar heavy weight began to blanket her as she shut her eyes and allowed the suffocating feeling to take hold. There was a vague memory of the feeling yet this time it felt comfortable, pleasurable as she drowned everything out and paid attention to only what her body was craving.
And it seems like it was craving more from the way her body shuddered and how she cried out at the sudden sensation of fingers sliding in alongside Severus' cock that was buried in her.
“W-what-,” she slurred out weakly, trying but failing to see what was happening. 
Her breath hitched again and she whined louder at the feeling of another finger being pressed against her opening. The pain of being stretched open glowed vibrantly as she clawed at Severus' shoulder. Tears pricked at her eyes as the pain tried to override the arousal that was thick in her blood.
“Shh, shh, you're alright,” Severus groaned, rocking his hips slowly, this time giving her a moment to adjust to the pain that licked at her insides as she was stretched more than she thought possible.
“H-hurts, please it hurts!” She sobbed breathlessly, words punctured with a little cry as she felt her walls begin to try to accommodate the new intrusion alongside the cock buried in her.
“There, there, little dove it's alright,” Lucius crooned gently, one hand stroking her back that was tense with pain and apprehension while the other one busied itself with opening her up even more than she already was. “Severus and I agreed that we would make you feel better and we think this is the best way. Isn't that right?”
A smirk flashed across his face as he asked his question before he slipped a third finger into her causing another shout and clipped sob to leave [Y/n] who was shaking as she held Severus. His hips stilled as he let the other man work her open even more as she would need it considering what they had in store for her.
“Indeed, all this is for you sweet girl, and you've been doing so well,” Severus murmured in her ears, “so let us make you feel better. I promise only a moment longer and this pain will be gone.”
Watery eyes looked up and a distressed whimper left her lips as the burn of the stretch licked at her. 
He promised her...he hadn't broken his other promise before so...she could trust him, right? He kept her safe, made her feel something so...
“O-okay,” she agreed, holding his shoulder and looking at him with a delicate gaze that almost had no place alongside the debauched things they had and were about to do to her.
“That's my sweet girl,” Severus groaned, leaning down and placing a kiss on her forehead and then on her lips. 
A little groan left her as the movement made him shift inside of her causing a strange sensation of pain yet also a pang of pleasure to follow right behind it.
Maybe it wouldn't be so bad if she relaxed. The feeling of having fingers sliding alongside her suddenly had caused her to tense and so maybe…
Taking a deep breath, [Y/n] tried to loosen her body. Spreading her legs a little wider just to make more room for the fingers and cock that were buried inside her. She could hear a soft coo from both of them as she did that and couldn't help but feel a strange and satisfied feeling at what seemed like pleased sounds.
Indeed it seemed that doing what she had also helped with opening her up as each thrust of Lucius' fingers became less painful with each pass. She could feel her body begin to loosen as fingers milked her cunt, the wet noises of her arousal increasing as she subconsciously began to rock her hips in the same rhythm.
“There you go dove, that's the way.” Lucius purred warmly, eyes glittering at the way her cunt stretched open and began to take his fingers with ease alongside Severus who had begun to slowly thrust into her to help the process along. “All nice and open. My, I even think you're quite ready for us. Or rather this precious cunt is ready for more,” he mused as he began to slip the three fingers out but not fully, just enough so that he was still holding her open.
She whimpered at the cool air that seemed to lick her heated insides and it caused her to shiver a bit.  Never had she felt so exposed before. Severus' cock always filled her to the hilt and the idea of anything else in her was just not an option. But as she felt the head of Lucius; cock press at her opening, replacing the fingers that had been holding her open she couldn't help the loud and elongated moan that pushed past her throat as she stilled.
The feeling must have also gotten to the two men as she was sure even in all her haze that she heard low curses and growls as Lucius began to slide his cock alongside Severus'. Slotting itself next to it as it rubbed the sensitive heated flesh as they both felt her gripping them tightly and pulsing around them.
Had it not been for his fingers loosening her up more she was sure she would have collapsed; though she did feel like that could happen any moment as she began to pant at the indescribable feeling of being split open by two cocks.
It was painful yet the burn that it brought with it combined with the flames that were alight in her belly were more than enough to override the sensation.
Her eyes fluttered wildly as she tried to grasp onto Severus' shoulder for something to moor her down and it wasn't a moment too soon as the moment Lucius was finally seated in her, a wicked grin graced his features before he was leaning his body over hers driving his cock deeper and causing her to choke out a cry.
“Oh gods!”  [Y/n] nearly screamed as she felt him begin to thrust into her slowly and shallowly. Yet it was more than enough to have her doubling over and pressing her forehead into Severus' shoulder as the man behind her began to rock into her.
“So. Bloody. Tight.” Lucius hissed with each shallow snap of his hips forwards, his fingers burying themselves into the soft flesh part of her waist.
“Fuck that's it sweet girl,” Severus growled as the space inside her tightened around them as if it was choking both of their cocks. It was a feeling that was better than either thought possible as his head fell back against the headboard. “So tight and warm just for us.”
His words were followed by shallow thrusts from Lucius causing a cacophony of sound to leave all three of them from the pressure and sensation.
[Y/n] sang her praises with loud pants and whines right into Severus' ear as she began kissing his neck and whimpering soft profanities as she steeled against the assault of pleasure that they were drowning her body with.
The noises were so sweet, so needy that Severus couldn't stop himself from rutting against her, causing both him and Lucius to begin to thrust inside of her. When one pulled out the other was diving in never leaving her empty and keeping her full as neither would actually fully leave her cunt.
In and out they both went at a nice steady speed not feeling the need to go any faster lest they end they cut their enjoyment short. Their cocks thrummed with blood as the slick noises of all of their coupling mixed together inside of [Y/n] who was incoherent almost as her cunt began to flutter wildly. It wouldn't take long, not with how abused and sensitive she was.
The noises, and how thick the air was, all of it was driving her towards the cliff of no return as the slick sounds and slaps of their cocks against her flesh added to the thick atmosphere in the room that was taking her breath away.
Thrust after thrust had her toes curling, as they took turns hitting something in the back of her. It had her juices almost gushing out of her each time they slotted themselves deep in her. Electricity jolted through her spine each time they thrust into her and they were met with loud yelps that shimmered down into low moans.
“Yes! Yes! right there,” she heard herself beg yet barely recognizing the raspiness of her voice as each word ended in a higher pitch as they fucked themselves deep into her. 
Deep into her hungry cunt that was spasming with each harsh thrust that had her keening and praising them with her pleads. 
“Keep going! P-please keep going don't stop, don't stop!”
Tears that she hadn't noticed flowing down her cheeks at the pleasure they were drowning her in went ignored as she gasped and struggled to stay afloat from the wave that was threatening to drag her down as her body began to shake.
“If only you could see her cunt right now Severus!” Lucius hissed with a ferocious thrust that had her yelping, his hands holding her waist still and preventing her from moving as he caused her to convulse and for Severus to hiss in pleasure at the way their cocks brushed each other in her wet heat. “So wet, for us so swollen and hungry like it was made to take cock. Isn't that right dove you were made to take cock, born for it I dare say!”
The darkness in his tone, in his words, made her cunt ripple around them again causing them to both choke out a laugh. She could protest, but the words would be wholly untrue considering how she didn't want to stop anymore. How the burn in her cunt felt indescribable in the way it was making her feel, how it made her never want for this to end.
It was too late for her to turn back so all she could do was let a sob slip from her lips that was more of a whine as Severus this time began to slowly thrust up into her a smirk on his features as Lucius began to join him in rutting into [Y/n].
“Is that right my sweet girl,” Severus hissed thrusting his hips upwards and meeting Lucius' own movement as they fucked the woman senseless, her body responding to it all with only wails and mewls as she relinquished control to them, “do you enjoy this [Y/n]? Enjoy hearing how pretty your cunt is and how good you are at taking cock?”
She clamped down at his words and it brought another short round of dark chuckles as they began to increase their pace. 
“Oh yes you must like it with how you keep sucking us deeper,” he growled in her ear, “tell us [Y/n] does this make you happy make you feel good? Having this pretty little cunt of yours used by us? Fucked by us? Ruined by us?”
Any answer that she can come up with is promptly blanked out of her mind as the feeling of their cocks hitting the back of her has her breathless and focusing on the infernal pleasure in her stomach that has rapidly made its way down to her cunt and was ready to erupt from her.
She couldn't think, she could barely breathe but neither seemed to care as she was brought back to the now as a sharp pain shot through her behind. A loud thwack filled the room as Lucius’ hand met her ass in a harsh slap causing her to cry out and pull her head away from Severus' shoulder only to come face to face with him and his dark eyes that were glittering and alive with lust and fervor.
Her thoughts were cut short as another scream this time of pleasure ripped through her as Lucius' hips snapped against her viciously causing her to shake and sob.
“Answer him dove tell him how much you enjoy this,” the man snarled, thrusting wildly into her juices sloshing and making a mess on their cocks and especially on Severus' hips with how much was leaking out of her.
She was far too gone to be embarrassed though as she let out a high-pitched shriek of,
“YES!”
“Yes what?”
“Y-yes I l-love it, I love it please! Please keep fucking me, ruin me,” her words broken and babbled out as she shook in their hold, “so g-good it's so good please want all of it please don't stop!”
If neither of them had any less self-control than they did, both were sure that it would have ended right there with them painting her tight insides with their seed but they did.
“There she is, that's my sweet girl, my good girl,” Severus hissed, his cock beginning to pulse as a steady stream of his seed began to leak out as they closed in on the pinnacle of pleasure they had been chasing. 
“That's all we wanted to hear sweet girl. We won't stop not until you fall apart, not until we fill you up. Would you like that [Y/n]? For us to fill this pretty cunt with our seed?”
There was no hesitation as she nodded furiously, to his question causing both men to throw a sinister smirk at one another before picking up their pace.
“Yes fill me up, fill me up please,” she gasped as she snaked her fingers down to her swollen clit and began to rub harsh circles against herself causing her insides to shudder and the men along with her as she threw her head back, “please gonna come, gonna come sir please keep going!”
Each thrust of their hips had her voice reaching higher and higher, the fire in her cunt burning brighter and brighter. Her hips roll in tandem with theirs and her fingers flicking at her clit over and over.
And then she feels the hands on her hips forcing her to stay seated as they punished her insides with frantic rhythmic thrusts over and over. They keep hitting that spot deep inside her, keep fucking her until the wet sounds of her cunt gushing is the only thing she can hear.
Not even the sound of her screaming breaks her out of the searing pleasure trance that washes over her as her cunt finally spasms uncontrollably and her body shakes from the fire that is ripping through her being. Even as she feels spurt after spurt of hot cum coating her insides and loud groans adding to the symphony she can’t process all that has happened.
Her body stays trapped in between the two men who thrust their cocks into her a few more times, wet slaps of warm skin against one another burying their seed deep. And the only thing she can offer them is a weak moan of pleasure as she completely collapses on Severus' chest. Her body giving out from exhaustion and softening completely to accept them fully inside her before everything went black. No noise, no feeling, nothing.
Any movement that is in the room comes from the rise and fall of both men’s chests as they linger inside [Y/n] for a moment longer. Relishing in the warmth and velvet softness of her channel that cocooned them both in her unconscious state. 
The urge to have another go at her even in her sleeping state is tempting to both of them considering how inviting her body seems to have become. Yet with a look from Severus, they both know what they’ve done has been enough.
So with a silent grunt, Lucius is the first to pull out of her, dragging his soften cock out of the woman slowly. The movement caused Severus to make a hushed noise as they brushed against each other, both of them still sensitive from the explosive orgasm.
After he had finished, it was Severus who followed suit though not before he gave her abused cunt one more gentle little thrust. Pushing some of the juices trying to leak out of her back to where they belonged. It was met with a whine yet she didn’t stir. 
Instead and to both of their chagrins, she cuddled closer to him and he could hear Lucius chuckle lowly as the blond began to get out of the bed. Another thing Severus could tease her about once she recovered, he noted as he slid out of her completely and sighing as cold air replaced the warmth of her.
Gently he rolled her away from his body, noting how she clung to him in her sleep and the whimper that left her lips when he pulled her away to lay her on her back. She didn’t wake as he went to reach for his wand on the nightstand, going to clean her up and the mess they had all made. 
Once done, covers that had been strewn about were tucked around her nude figure to keep her warm and Severus pulled her near as he sat up against the headboard. His fingers trailing along her shoulders lightly as he peered down at her serene expression as she slept.
He could stare at her forever with how relaxed she was. How swollen and pursed her lips were as she slept and oh how he was tempted to kiss them. His sweet girl was absolutely exquisite like this.
It’s not until he heard an amused ‘oh’ from Lucius does he remember that they still have company and he isn’t surprised to see that infernal smirk on the man’s face that says ‘I’m about to say something smart.’ And he does.
“My, my Severus you really do surprise me,” he started, gray eyes glittering with humor as Severus could only roll his eyes preemptively for what was about to be said. “It seems like this little thing has you wrapped around her finger and tightly might I add. I dare say you’ve even grown fond of her companionship.”
“Really, is that what you believe?” Severus drawled, his facial expression neutral as he looked at Lucius who finished buttoning his shirt up. “I fear I’m already too late in telling you to stop thinking up whatever incessant thing you have in your mind so go on enlighten me about why you think this.”
A short scoff left Lucius' lips yet it is devoid of annoyance or anger, it was more of a laugh as he eyed Severus with amusement. 
“You wound me with your words, old friend, yet it’s true as I’ve never seen you treat one of your gifts so delicately or keep them as a matter of fact. My, if I remember correctly, they would usually be gone in a month's time.”
The silence in the room is deafening as Lucius' words are left to hang in the air as Severus continued to stroke [Y/n]’s shoulder. The only indication of him having heard the other man’s words is a raise of an eyebrow and a quirk of his lips.
Though it’s all Lucius needs as confirmation and he can’t help but grin at Severus.
“Silence is guilt my dear friend and it seems that I’m correct.”
“It seems that you have your mind made up already.”
“Indeed but I must say this was quite a treat, Severus,” he murmured, turning around and beginning to make his way towards the bedroom door to leave, “you have my thanks for letting me enjoy your spoils with you. Though,” pausing as he cracked open the door he turned his head to the side so as to be heard more clearly, “if you're ever needing help with training the girl again don’t hesitate to let me know. This has been a most enjoyable time.”
“Mm, I’ll consider it,” Severus said after a second of silence.
The smirk on Lucius' face seemed to grow at Severus' words before he turned to open the door.
“Wonderful, well with that I’ll take my leave. Good evening Severus.”
“Mmm.”
Closing the door, the room is filled with silence once more. The sound of retreating footsteps becomes further and further until the distant sound of a door opening and closing is heard.
For a moment more, Severus found himself staring into space as his fingers continued to stroke circles against the soft skin beneath his fingers. The sound of [Y/n]’s breathing was the only thing he could hear as he slowly peered down at her.
Dark eyes glinted as he drank the sight of her once again. So beautiful, so utterly perfect for him he thought as he leaned down to press a kiss against the top of her head before languidly moving down to kiss her forehead, then her cheek, and then gently he pressed his lips against her own swollen ones. Groaning as he tasted her for one last time that night. 
So what if he was wrapped around her finger, he didn’t mind letting them think that. Not when he knew she had become that same way. That the old her had truly died at the end of the day and in its place was this delicate thing that wanted, no craved for him to do what he pleased with her. 
A truly delectable gift indeed.
A/N: -Evil Cackles- WELL I sure hope you guys have had a great time on this ride because I have even though this story kept haunting me for not finishing it🤣😭. Ngl the brain was not trying to finish it due to the way I had a super descriptive draft so it was like lol you already wrote it what do you mean it has to be coherent.
Anyways I hope this finale was worth the wait please scream at me and let me know if you enjoyed it and wish to talk unhinged thoughts because I love that lol.
Thank you guys again for putting up with the shoddy updates!!! Love you 🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰
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How does Lio react when Sav tells him he’s really not great at eating pussy 🤣🤣🤣 I loved all that 🐱 talk earlier tbh but was too shy to send in an ask lol
Awwww don't be shy, nonnie! We love thots!
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Lio doesn't tell Sav that... she figures it out when he is going down on her. He has very jerky movements and inconsistent pressure, so it is hard for Sav to get into the zone because he keeps changing it up before she can really get invested in the tempo. Our girl is not a faker. So she gently taps his hand on her hip to get him to stop.
"I appreciate... your willingness to try..." Lio's eyes grow huge.
"What."
"I appreciate your willingness to try." She begins again, trying not to let the laugh bubble out of her throat.
"Oh fuck. Is... is it bad?" He asks her with serious concern.
"Maybe you haven't done this much?" She soothes gently, rubbing over his knuckles with her thumb. Lio just stares at her with pink cheeks. This has never happened before and he is fucking embarrassed. "It isn't bad, it's just... not great...." She cringes, hating the way he sits back on his heels, looking at the headboard. He sighs heavily, then brings his blue eyes back to her. He wants to be a better Lio for her. So, he hesitantly clears his throat, then:
"Will you teach me?" He whispers vulnerably.
"Mmm, I'd love to, Lee. Come here." He crawls up her body, hovering his face over hers. "Give me your hand."
Savannah demonstrates exactly what she needs from Lio Meier's mouth in the palm of his hand. Her lips creates a gentle suction, then every so often her tongue flicks out against his skin. Lio's dick twitches then leaks at how earnestly she demonstrates for him. She grabs his hand, bringing it to her clit.
"Rub in tempo with me." She requests. He begins to and soon Savannah is moaning, writhing around, pressing more insistently into his fingers. Lio pulls his hand away. He gets it now. He knows exactly what to do.
He puts his mouth against her clit, clicking his tongue there then firmly putting his open mouth around her ballooned bud. His mouth mimics what Savannah taught him, being the perfect, absorbent student she thought he would be.
"Oh, Lio. Yes. Just.... ju-just like that." She stutters. "Holy shit." She moans loudly, slapping her palm over her face. "Oh!" Lio feels the rush of her orgasm rip through her body, her muscles pulsing under his mouth. She wildly grips his face, trying to push him away, but Lio holds consistently over her clit. "Fuck!" She yells. Lio pulls back only when he can tell she cannot handle any more. staring down at his blissed out girlfriend below him. He bites his lip, awaiting her praise. "Good boy." She finally sighs, patting his thigh.
Good boy indeed
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dreamy625 · 2 years
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Wild oats - one-shot
Words: 1620
Content: Inspired by make-me-your-animal’s chapter, I wanted to write a slutty Steve fic, but not a smutty one (though if anyone else fancies writing some slutty Steve smut I wouldn’t complain too much 👉👈) and this is what my brain delivered. So content warning for crude language and sexual references, but no actual smut. 
Grateful thanks to @thiswatch-lepparddef-werehi for language advice, and the aforementioned @make-me-your-animal whose ‘Who did Phil do?’ line I have slightly borrowed.
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-8th May, Dallas, Texas-
Despite the 80-degree heat, Steve is wearing a scarf wrapped twice around his long skinny neck when he joins the rest of the band in the front lounge for a breakfast of eggs, bacon, and a carefully measured portion of their secret Heinz beans stash. No one else takes any notice but, after studying him curiously for a minute, Phil everso casually queries the reason for this sartorial statement.
“Just felt like it. Scarves are my thing,” mumbles his bandmate, not meeting his eye.
Phil doesn’t challenge it, but when he stands to put his plate in the sink, he reaches over Steve’s shoulder and, in a quick swirling motion, whips off the scarf before its wearer can catch hold of it. 
“Hey!” protests Steve, one hand grabbing at the fabric held just out of reach and the other pressed against the side of his neck. 
But he wasn’t quick enough.
“Love bite!” shriek Phil and Rick in unison, the other two guys craning around to see what they’re pointing at.
“Oh sod off! You’re like a bunch of teenage girls!”
“So, the woman you were chatting to in the bar last night?” 
“Lisa.”
“You got on well then?”
“A gentleman doesn’t kiss and tell,” replies Steve primly.
-10th May, Houston, Texas-
When Steve arrives for soundcheck twenty minutes late, out of breath, and with his shirt buttoned up wrong, Phil needs only one word for his question:
“Lisa?”
And Steve needs only one word for his answer, “Yvonne.”
Phil grins and slaps him on the back.
-13th May, Biloxi, Mississippi-
Biloxi, Mississippi brings a night off and the rare treat of a hotel stay. Sav had left the rest of the guys after the third bar, dreaming of a long soak in the tub and a deep-conditioning treatment for his increasingly travel-worn coiffure. Thoroughly pampered, he’d finally settled into bed accompanied by Nightline and an acceptable gin and tonic from the minibar. A perfect evening, until he was jolted from sleep an hour or so later by the rhythmic banging of a headboard against the wall of the neighbouring room. He groaned - he knew it had been a mistake to take the room next to Phil’s. Mercifully, the pillow he clutches to his head muffles the worst of the gasps and moans, and proceedings seem to reach a crescendo relatively quickly, but after mere moments the blissful silence is broken once more by the squeak of bedsprings from the room on the opposite side. So that will be Steve then, and a companion who is either very religious or highly appreciative of the guitarist’s… talents. He switches the TV back on, but even MTV can’t entirely drown out the sounds of enthusiastic enjoyment from nextdoor. And then, when that finally seems to be quietening down, the amorous percussion on the other wall starts up again. Sav resolves to buy earplugs at the next rest stop. 
-16th May, Nashville, Tennessee-
“And where have you been hiding? You missed Malvin balancing a barstool on his head.”
“Oh, I just went back to the bus for a… nap.”
“Uh huh. And was it restful, this ‘nap’?” asks Phil, eyeing the smudge of something suspiciously like lipstick on the other man’s chin.
“It was… very refreshing,” answers Steve judiciously, downing the vodka placed in front of him and signalling the barman for a refill. 
-18th May, Chattanooga, Tennessee-
As Joe and Phil walk across the parking lot, the reason for Steve’s absence from another after-show party becomes clear - he is bidding a fond farewell to her on the steps of their bus. Phil slows his pace and grabs Joe’s arm to encourage him to do the same.
“What? Why are we…?” He follows Phil’s gaze to the scene ahead of them, “Really? Again? What’s got into him lately? He’s worse than you! It’s obscene!”
“Nah, he’s just finding himself, that’s all.”
“It’s not him finding himself that’s the problem, it’s him finding half the female population of the tri-state area and shagging them on our tour bus that I object to!”
“You’re just jealous,” accuses Phil jovially as they watch their guitarist’s latest conquest depart, blowing kisses back towards the bus as she totters unsteadily across the crumbling tarmac in four-inch heels, and Joe just growls in response. 
-20th May Hollywood, Florida-
“...so apparently it’s a very bad idea to mix Guinness and Creme de Menthe…”
“...and when the lift door opened, all these chickens burst out…”
“...he wasn’t laughing quite so much when the bra hit him in the face…”
Another hotel breakfast, another session of comparing war stories from the night before. Steve is silent, but his spectacular bedhead and the bags under his eyes tell their own tale.
“Do I even need to ask what you were doing last night?”
“More apropos to ask who he was doing!”
“Err…,” surreptitiously the sleep-deprived blond peers at some biro scribbles on the back of his hand, “Kathy? No, Katy.”
“I’m gonna have to get you a little black book to keep track of them all!”
-21st May, Jacksonville, Florida-
“Jesus, you look like a bus ran over you!”
Steve gives a sheepish smile and flops down in the nearest chair.
“And who was the lucky lady this time?”
“Err… Katy…”
“Again?”
“...and Jenny.”
Phil’s mouth drops open. “One after the other, or together?”
“Um, together.” He ducks his head bashfully, but doesn’t quite manage to hide a grin.
“And it didn’t occur to you to share with your poor lonesome mate?”
“They were… kind of particular about it.”
Shaking his head, Phil pushes his glass of orange juice across the table. “Here, you need the vitamins more than me.”
-22nd May, Lakeland, Florida-
After soundcheck, during which the band and crew all referred to Steve as ‘Casanova’, making it clear that tales of his adventures had now spread far and wide, the guys gathered around the newly-revealed lothario in the hopes of extracting some salacious details.
“I… don’t really know what’s happening? I’m not even really trying and I’ve doubled my lifetime total in two weeks!” he exclaims, his face displaying a mixture of embarrassment and just a touch of boyish glee.
Rick punches him on the shoulder, “Duh, you’re a rockstar now!”
“Also your lifetime total was seven,” notes Phil.
“Seven?” Sav’s expression is kind but pitying.
“Some of them were more than once!” retorts Steve defensively. He glares at his fellow guitarist, “Note to self, don’t divulge personal information to Radio Phil.”
-5th June, Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania-
“You are being careful, right?”
“Yes, Dad. After the number of times I’ve driven Rick to the clap clinic, I’m definitely a ‘no shirt no service’ kind of guy.”
“Good boy.”
“But… is it…”
Phil looks up from his cereal and catches the blush creeping up his friend’s cheeks. He makes what he hopes is a supportive and encouraging face.
“Is it possible to… wear it out?”
“Well, there was that singer in the seventies who said his exploded…” Steve’s expression has switched from discomfort to horror, so he hurries on, “but that was multiple times a day, probably without a rubber.” He scoots his chair closer and drops his voice, “Is it red or… sore… or anything?”
“No, I don’t think so. I just… wondered.”
Phil snickers, “Only you would be having the best time of your life and start worrying about that. Just think how much wanking you did as a kid…”
“Speak for yourself!”
“... and that didn’t break it, did it. Just relax and enjoy it while it lasts. I mean,” he adds doubtfully, “you can’t be irresistible forever?”
“You reckon?”
“Either that or you’ll run out of women! Come on, let’s get to that interview before any more fling themselves on your poor knackered todger!”
-13th June, Buffalo, New York-
“So what are you going to do with your two weeks off?”
“Sleep,” says Steve with a groan, laying his head on the table and covering his bloodshot eyes with his arm.
“Alone or accompanied?” asks Sav archly, and receives a raised middle finger as his only reply.
-27th June, Allentown, Pennsylvania-
As Steve emerges from the bunk area in boxers and a faded Aerosmith t shirt, yawning and scratching his armpit, Phil gives him an appraising look. Noting the new, livid purple bruise joining the fading collection on the side of his neck, the older man smiles indulgently and leans over to make another checkmark on the chart stuck to the fridge.
Steve considers the paper with a slight frown creasing his brow as he takes out milk for his coffee, before sitting down opposite his bandmate and sipping silently.
“Hangover?” enquires Phil sympathetically.
“No, not really.” He takes another gulp of coffee. “Phil? Am I… am I a slut?”
“Absolutely! And I could not be more proud!”
“Phiiil, I’m serious. I know groupies are part of the whole scene… it just feels a bit… I dunno… sleazy.”
“But you’re enjoying yourself, right?”
“Well, yeah.”
“And the ladies concerned, they’re having a good time too?”
“I guess so… I mean, it sounds like it. I haven’t asked for marks out of ten or anything…”
“No stalkers, no broken hearts, no angry husbands?”
Steve’s eyes widen - he had not considered those potential side-effects - but he shakes his head. 
“Then it’s all good. You gotta sow your wild oats while you have the chance. And if you think you’re a slut, man I could tell you some stories. When I was in Girl there was this one bird who…”
“Ugh, stop, I don’t want to know.”
“See, that’s because you’re still a nice boy really. Now go and take a shower, you smell like a bordello!”
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gunchamber · 1 year
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𝐎𝐍𝐂𝐄 𝐘𝐎𝐔'𝐑𝐄 𝐒𝐓𝐑𝐈𝐏𝐏𝐄𝐃 𝐂𝐋𝐄𝐀𝐍 , 𝐖𝐇𝐀𝐓'𝐒 𝐀𝐓 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐂𝐎𝐑𝐄 ?
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𝙁𝙄𝙂𝙃𝙏𝙇𝙀𝙎𝙎 𝘽𝙄𝙍𝘿
the  thought  of  your   FOUND FAMILY   is  what  motivates  you  in  your  own  little  world .  you  touch  the  clouds ,   &  the  soil  gives  way  under  your  footprints . . .  this  is  utopia .  if  you  were  to  erase  one  thing ,  it  would  be  your   MEMORY .  experience  is  important ,  but  ignorance  is  bliss .  identity ,  in  heaven ,  should  give  way  to  happiness .  you'd  give  anything  just  to  sit  by  the  swings   &   eat  ice  cream ,  but  this  isn't  that  kind  of  world .  you  have  to  get  up   &   wash  the  dirt  off  of  your  scraped  knees .  i  think  you  have  an  escapism  problem .
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savappareltextiles · 8 months
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How Bliss, As Well As Style, Comes With Bathrobes And Ponchos Textiles?
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With regard to your little ones, comfort is a priority. At SAV APPAREL & TEXTILES, we understand that finding thе right bathrobеs and ponchos for your childrеn involves something beyond just wеaring; it’s about infusing the daily routinеs of your kids with stylе and cozinеss. We understand the importance of styling your childrеn with еxcеllеnt and comfortable textiles. Bathrobes and ponchos textiles are not just essentials for keeping your lіttlе onеs warm and cozy; these are also a chance to infusе the fashion sense in the daily routines of these tiny kangaroos. Read more :- https://www.savtextiles.com/how-bliss-as-well-as-style-comes-with-bathrobes-and-ponchos-textiles/
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mishalogic · 2 years
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Fair suck of the sav an Aussie would quip, a schooner of middy we hold to our lips. A shandy a cold beer in a glass, half filled with lemonade a flavour to last. Early days in pubs ladies not allowed, they sipped "shandies" away from the noisy male mob crowd. Capstan, Ardath, Princton early cigarette brands some even held wacky backy ciggies in their hands. Reefers Marijuana smokes they should have ignored, some dead now, others brains good no more A weird mob was heard from many a gob, he's a half-witted silly bugger slob. Some went to shops with a horse and a Drey, cow cocky and bluey dog to the pub every day. Pointing "Percy" at the porcelain where wee was a wiss, getting drunk by swaggy man was sure a bliss! I've never seen a female swaggy sitting under eucalypt tree, would the first female swaggy be the "Sheralee"? The dunny owner's plea when you relieve yourself, our aim is to please, your aim will help! The urinal ciggy a real short glow, makes them soggy hard to light the butt collector did know. Redbacks under the seat gave Mabel quite a scare so much colourful language from outside dunny there. The black round dunny can stank quite a lot held many a cow cocky and swaggies plop. Botting for a ciggie the local bum did know, cadging for a beer his life a misery to show. A punch up over Mabel was done now and then she was the love life of the dunny cart man. Some looked for ciggy butts in the streets as they go, tally-ho ciggy paper they made roll your owns. I'm as dry as a dingoes donger yelled stringer Bob, three miles we've struggle with this bloody mob. Yes Mabel, I can see you winkin' at me there, gotta down a couple more darlin, with you Percy I will share. Two up with two pennies in country pub in early Aussie days the most honest way to gamble shearers and cow cockies pay. Most country towns had pubs three and more because farm work, shearing, mob moving, coal mining, bloody hard worked up a thirst, so many country people had to endure. The wife, the Sheila's, the blokes the tin lids all struggled along, life in early day Australia may not have been a symphony, but it was a bloody good early day Aussie country song. Time gentlemen please the pub owner used to say, it was 6 o'clock closing in early Aussie country and city days ... Misha.
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lumierecharity · 2 years
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PRAYER CHAPEL FOR THOSE UNDER SPIRITUAL ATTACK: WHY NOT PRAY?
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There is much heavenly assistance for those who find themselves under spiritual attack. 
Pray the Rosary
The Most Holy Rosary is a powerful protection against spiritual attack, and agent for conversion. If you wish, pray the Rosary: explanation how to pray this powerful prayer is found below.
Wear the Miraculous Medal, a powerful aid
Please know, too, that the Miraculous Medal has proven powerful to protect against spiritual attack. 
The Rue du Bac in Paris is where the then novice, Sr Catherine Laboure, was blessed with the apparitions of Mary Immaculate. Mary, Queen of Heaven, came to visit Catherine and asked her to have a holy medal made, which would give great protection and graces.
As Catherine was shown the design for the medal, she heard a voice say, "Have a medal struck upon this model. All those who wear it, when it is blessed, will receive great graces specially if they wear it round the neck.
Those who repeat this prayer with devotion will be in a special manner under the protection of the Mother of God. Graces will be abundantly bestowed upon those who have confidence." The prayer is "O Mary conceived without sin, pray for us who have recourse to thee."
The Miraculous Medal
PETITION TO OUR LADY OF THE MIRACULOUS MEDAL
PETITION TO OUR LADY OF THE MIRACULOUS MEDAL
IN THIS PRAYER CHAPEL, SPEND SOME TIME IN REFLECTION AND PRAYER.
IN YOUR HEART, PLACE YOUR PETITION BEFORE OUR LADY OF THE MIRACULOUS MEDAL.
PRAYER OF CONSECRATION
"O Virgin Mother of God, Mary Immaculate, I dedicate and consecrate myself to you under the title of Our Lady of the Miraculous Medal. May this Medal be a sure sign of your affection for me and a constant reminder of my duties toward you. Ever while wearing it, may I be blessed by your loving protection and preserved in the grace of your Son. O Most Powerful Virgin, Mother of Our Savior, keep me close to you every moment of my life. Obtain for me, your child, the grace of a happy death; so that in union with you, I may enjoy the bliss of Heaven forever. Amen."
Prayer
"O Mary, conceived without sin, pray for us who have recourse to thee, and for all who do not have recourse to thee, Amen."
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Saint Catherine Laboure and the Miraculous Medal With thanks to Youtube
HOW TO PRAY THE ROSARY
Visit the following link
THE ROSARY
THE ROSARY
On the cross the Creed is prayed:
I believe in God, the Father Almighty, Creator of heaven and earth. And in Jesus Christ, His only Son, our Lord, Who was conceived by the power of the Holy Spirit, born of the Virgin Mary, suffered under Pontius Pilate, was crucified, died and was buried. He descended into hell. The third day He rose again from the dead. He ascended into heaven and is seated at the right Hand of God, the Father Almighty. From thence He shall come, to judge the living and the dead. I believe in the Holy Spirit, the holy Catholic Church, the Communion of Saints, the forgiveness of sins, the resurrection of the body and the life everlasting. Amen.
On the single beads the Our Father is prayed:
Our Father, Who art in heaven, hallowed be Thy Name;  Thy Kingdom come, Thy Will be done, on earth as It is in heaven.  Give us this day our daily bread, and forgive us our trespasses, as we forgive those who trespass against us.  And lead us not into temptation, but deliver us from evil. Amen.
On the sets of beads, the Hail Mary is prayed:
Hail Mary, full of grace, the Lord is with thee. Blessed art thou among women, and blessed is the Fruit of thy womb, Jesus.
Holy Mary, mother of God, pray for us sinners now and at the hour of our death. Amen.
At the end of each set of beads, the Glory Be is prayed:
Glory be to the Father and to the Son and to the Holy Spirit, as it was in the beginning, is now and ever shall be, world without end, Amen.
This is followed by the Fatima prayer:
O my Jesus, forgive us our sins, save us from the fires of hell, and lead all souls to heaven, especially those most in need of Thy mercy. Amen.
Many people recite five to fifteen mysteries of the Holy Rosary each day:
The Joyful Mysteries (always recited on Mondays and Thursdays)
1. The Annunciation
2. The Visitation
3. The Nativity
4. The Presentation
5. The finding of the Child Jesus in the Temple
The Sorrowful Mysteries (always recited on Tuesdays and Fridays)
1. The Agony in the Garden
2. The Scourging at the Pillar
3. The Crowning with Thorns
4. The Carrying of the Cross
5. The Crucifixion and Death of Jesus on the Cross
The Glorious Mysteries (always recited on Wednesdays, Saturdays and Sundays)
1. The Resurrection
2. The Ascension
3. The Descent of the Holy Spirit upon the Apostles at Pentecost
4. The Assumption of Our Lady body and soul into Heaven
5. The Crowning of Our Lady as Queen of Heaven
At the end of the Rosary recite the Hail Holy Queen:
Hail Holy Queen, Mother of mercy, hail our life, our sweetness and our hope. To thee do we cry, poor banished children of Eve. To thee do we send up our sighs, mourning and weeping in this vale of tears. Turn then, most gracious Advocate, thine eyes of mercy towards us, and after this our exile, show unto us the blessed Fruit of thy womb, Jesus. O clement, O loving, O sweet Virgin Mary, pray for us now, and at the hour of our death. Amen.
Follow the Hail Holy Queen by:
Pray for us O Holy Mother of God
That we may be made worthy of the promises of Christ
LET US PRAY
O God, Who by Thy Life, Death and Resurrection didst purchase for us the rewards of eternal salvation
Grant, we beseech thee, that, while meditating upon these mysteries of the most holy Rosary of the Blessed Virgin Mary
We may both imitate what they contain
And obtain what they promise through the same Christ our Lord
Amen.
JOIN ONLINE ROSARY AT
Link to online Rosary
With thanks to usccb.org, miraculousmedal.org and comepraytherosary.org
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emerald-chaos · 3 years
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Congrats on 500 Sav!! 🥺
In honor of the ✨and they were roommates✨ vine, may I request a FWB situation w/ Roommate!Bucky? 🥰 full free range for you to write whatever you feel inspired with that <33
Lee, I am obsessed with this. Obviously, I had to go rated R because well.....reasons. I hope you enjoy!
Warnings: Smut, 18+ (MINORS DNI); oral sex (f receiving), dirty talk, fingering, explicit language, spit kink, praise kink, Bucky Barnes being a cocky bastard.
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You sat at the table in your underwear and tanktop, too hungover to even consider putting more clothes on. You were 98% sure your roommate had gone home with someone else last night anyway, so you were free to traipse around the apartment in as little clothing as your heart pleased.
The breakfast you made yourself just wasn't cutting it for you but there were unfortunately no better options because Bucky had forgotten it was his week to get groceries. You should have known that getting into a friends with benefits relationship with your roommate was a piss poor idea, but the man could be quite persuasive. Now, anytime the two of you had an argument, Bucky thought he could just make it better with his tongue.
While he wasn't wrong, it wasn't necessarily the best way of settling arguments or qualms regarding living arrangements and the like. In fact, it was the reason why you were eating dry Cinnamon Toast Crunch right now. Fuckin' Bucky.
The familiar squeak of the front door opening signaled to you that he was home just as you were finishing your dry cereal. Perfect, an opportunity to talk to him about your desperate need for groceries. Bucky came into the kitchen, brunette strands sticking to his forehead with sweat and cheeks flushed with a pink tint. Bucky stopped as soon as he saw you, slowly dragging his eyes along the curve of your breasts and bare thighs.
"Where have you been?" You asked, looking him over. "You know what, I don't want to know. We need to talk about groceries."
It was painfully obvious that Bucky wasn't listening as he simply walked closer, eyes still hungrily drinking you in. He tossed his phone onto the counter top and his tongue darted out to wet his bottom lip.
You crossed your legs one over the other, knowing exactly where his mind was at. The way he looks at you makes the wetness pool between your legs, but you can't give in to him this time. Contrary to what he thinks, you can't survive off pussy alone.
"Bucky, this is serious! We don't have anything to eat!"
A low chuckle came from his chest and you instantly regretted your word choice for this particular moment.
"What are you talking about, peach? M'breakfast's right here." Bucky spoke, finally looking you in the eyes as he sank to his knees one by one, the grin spread across his face was one you wanted to slap right off.
"Bucky." You tried to give him a warning tone but it was useless. Bucky knew exactly what it was he wanted and he knew he was going to get it.
His hands rested on top of your knees as he uncrossed your legs and pushed them apart, once again licking his lips once he spots the wet patch already forming on your underwear.
You huff, exasperated at his inability to think about anything other than sex.
"Fine. If I let you eat me out will you please have a conversation with me about groceries?" You begged, hips sliding forward on the chair as Bucky pulls your them to the edge.
"Whatever you say, peach." Bucky's fingers curl around the waistband of your panties and you lift your hips to help him slide them off.
Curse your stupid libido and Bucky Barnes' stupid handsome face.
Wrapping his arms around your thighs, Bucky spread your legs wide for him as he blew cold air over your glistening cunt. A whine left your lips as you squirmed under his grip.
"I'd say she missed me." Bucky grinned as used two metal fingers to spread you, bottom lip becoming trapped in between his teeth once he saw you on full display for him.
"Christ, Bucky! Just do something alre--oh." Your thought was cut off by the flat of his tongue dragging upwards through your folds. Your hands immediately tethered themselves into his hair.
You could feel Bucky's grin against your core, but you were too blissed out to say anything about it. The man was a smug bastard, but God, did he know what he was doing.
Your head fell back against the chair as his tongue swirled around your bundle of nerves. Bucky worked his tongue skillfully against your cunt, alternating between short licks and full on dipping his tongue into your hole. It was nearly impossible to not rock your hips against his face and whimper.
When the feeling of his tongue left you, so did a whine. You pushed yourself up to see what it was he was doing, only to catch him collecting saliva in his mouth and spitting onto your already soaked core. It felt like all the air had been pushed out of your lungs and you forgot how to speak.
Bucky winked at you and dove back in to your cunt, devouring you like it was his purpose in life. Occasional hums would leave his lips, heightening the sensation you felt. Just when you thought it couldn't get worse, Bucky began to shake his head back and forth.
"Fuck!" You screamed out, grabbing onto his head with both hands while you arched your back against him.
Bucky kept a tight hold on your thighs, ensuring that there was no way you could get away from him. While he took your clit into his mouth and sucked on it, he prodded his middle finger against your hole. The man loved nothing more than to tease you and get you worked up for him.
"Please." You whined, grinding against him.
"Such a polite girl for me, peach." Bucky hummed against your clit once more as he slid his middle finger into your tight cunt.
One of your hands went up and behind you to hold on to the chair as the other continued to grip onto Bucky's hair. The feeling was almost unbearable, but only in the best fucking way. The combination of his mouth alternating between suckling and swirling around your clit and the feeling of his finger curling up against your g-spot was pushing you closer and closer to your orgasm.
"Please, oh god Bucky, please! I'm gonna cum!" You cried out, legs beginning to shake.
"You wanna cum on my face, Peach? Hmm? Go ahead, baby. Cum all over my tongue."
His words paired with his skillful assault on your cunt were enough to cause the coil in your abdomen to snap. It felt as though your eyes were going to roll back completely into your head as you squeezed his head between your thighs, continuing to rock your hips against his face as he assisted you through your orgasm.
Your body collapses practically against the chair as Bucky gently lowers your legs back down to the ground. As your vision clears up, all you see is Bucky leaned back on his haunches before you, face glistening with your slick as he grins up at you.
"Alright, peaches. Let's talk."
waegrhetnyrhgn im going to hell.
✨join my sleepover!✨
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macfrog · 5 months
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haven’t been here in a quick minute because of college. but i cannot wait for all us to meet duckie, im so so excited to read it! i’ve literally cleared my whole schedule so i can be ready mentally, emotionally, and physically 🙌
hi, lovely sav! hope college is going well. take all the time and space you need, my love 🩷
yeeeee this makes me so excited. i can't wait to hear what y'all think! :-)
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ransprang · 11 months
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thank you @qlassicc for supporting our kofi <3 here is your first boi hehe :3
if anyone else wants personalised hcs this is our ko-fi
Interview with the vampire - Lestat de lioncourt - SFW HCs
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How you meet: You caught Lestat’s eye from across the ballroom floor, and he knew he had to taste you. You liked the way he looked at you, the way he exuded power. You followed him to his chambers but were enraged when you realized he had another woman waiting there who began pawing at Lestat. You saw red and next thing you knew, the woman was dead and Lestat was looking at you like you were the greatest thing he had ever seen.
Lestat would be down to spoil you, especially with gifts. He’d buy you lavish jewelry, like necklaces and ballroom gown dresses. 
Absolutely LOVES your clinginess. He is clingy himself putting his arms around you, cuddling with you, and stealing kisses throughout the day. 
Since he plays the violin and piano, he’d be down to have a music collab. You can write him some rap and rnb sheets, and he’ll go wild on those instruments bringing dope ass music to that victorian era. 
Lestat is totally okay with you sleeping a ton. If you fall asleep he’ll read some of his books and stroke your hair gently every now and then. Cat-energy.
Being a free spirit and a bit of a man-whore, Lestat would occasionally act out, trying to get your yandere side out. He would relish in the bloodlust he saw in your eyes, knowing that you were getting jealous seeing his flirty actions. He'd laugh and reassure you at the end of the day he loves you
Lestat would turn you into a vampire, and you both would terrorize the neighborhood together.
Lestat can mold himself to suit whichever personality you have on for the day. He is a man with years of experience and a lot of knowledge. He will show you a new side of him everyday. 
He loves it when you are clingy, he enjoys your attention, your devotion. Every bit of it, he feeds off your blood and love. You are Lestat’s favourite.
Lestat would love to take you by the sea side, perhaps a graveyard beside it. A peaceful bliss for a few moments as you both watch the waves crash and the silence of the dead. It is truly his most romantic escape.
your rap lyrics,
admins sar, san & sav
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ladylooch · 6 months
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Which of the au kids like to live in “domestic bliss” and idk mean it the like negative way I mean more which au couple are ones who like to relax at home and don’t want to go out all the time and would rather spend a night in then out on the town
More so likes the quieter and lowkey parts of life and if they could they would stay in their bubble forever
Liv and Luca, plus Mack and David. These two couples like to disappear in their own worlds and cancel plans at the last minute to stay home together, just the two of them.
For Lio and Sav, this comes after Gracie is born, but before then they go out a lot and are constantly doing events or grabbing drinks or trying new restaurants. Sav being an influencer after her career with the Devils makes it hard to lead a quiet life for awhile, until they intentionally take a step back and become home bodies during her pregnancy.
Lucie and Conner are chaos because of the kids and Connor being captain. Connor also does a lot of community outreach with the Rangers Foundation and visiting the Children's hospitals. Lucie will come along as she is able to as well. But otherwise, they are rushing off to kid related activities or hosting team events.
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fanboymickey · 2 years
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Hi Sav @lustology thank you for tagging me💗
slow burn or love at first sight // fake dating or secret dating // enemies to lovers or best friends to lovers // oh no there is only one bed or long-distance correspondence // hurt-comfort or amnesia // fantasy au or modern au // mutual pining or domestic bliss // smut or fluff // canon-compliant or fix-it (depends on the fandom) // reincarnation or character death // one shot or multi chapter // kid fic or roadtrip fic // arranged marriage or accidental marriage // high school romance or middle aged romance // time travel or isolated together // neighbours or roommates // sci-fi au or magic au // body swap or gender bend // angst or crack // apocalyptic or mundane
Only if you want to do it: @silvrrstixx @maddiethebanished @eddington-munson @bizarrelovetraingle @beary-kind @magic-number-3
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mindfulvenus · 4 years
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How I View You_LeviHan
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To: @tundrainafrica
From: @mindfulvenus
A/n: I loved being your secret santa Sav!! It was so fun to write this and I feel as if Levihan has only grown more on me! Thank you for being such a wonderful giftee!! Merry Christmas and I hope we can continue chatting!
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“We leave in two days at the crack of dawn, no exceptions. Am I clear?” All the scouts saluted as Levi’s voice echoed through the cabin. Tomorrow was yet another day that would be spent preparing for battle. There was also the fact that in a couple of days Levi and his squad would have to head out before they were spotted but they needed to get moving anyway.
Levi walked back to the room he would be occupying so that he could clean it up a little. The cabin carried a musty smell with dust particles shining in the atmosphere. He and the rest of his squad was spending a full three nights here in this cabin so might as well make it clean. He seemed a little sluggish in his movements, even wobbly as he waked up the stairs.
A couple hours later of working he was suddely unable to move his hand in a swiping motion. His legs then gave up on him, no longer supporting his weight. Hange went to go check up on him as he’d been up there for quite some time. She saw his form as he looked limp on the floor, until he attempted to stabd up. He used his arms to helped him stay leveled. Levi then started to fall foward again, he was fainting.
All day Hange has been looking out after Levi after she noticed that he almost tripped over himself while he was walking to the kitchen. She knew that Levi was never one to let his guard down and always stayed up late hours making sure no enemies or titans were around us. It was finally leaving a strain on his body.
“Levi, what happened..!” Hange exclaimed as she ran over to help Levi up on the small bed in the room. Hange rested him on the bed sitting up with a pillow to his back. She sat next to him, and put a hand on his shoulder. Levi then explains to Hange,
“I’m fine, I just fell. That’s all…” Levi grunted as he attempted to get up. Hange pushed him back down to sit on the bed. By the means of the situation, Levi looked flushed as his cheeks were tinted a light pink. Hange raised her hand to touch his forehead, he pulled back a little but her hand touched it for a second.
“You’re… you're burning up!” Hange got up from the seat next to the bed so that she could get something to help his fever. When she was walking over to the door of the room she ran into a couple of scouts who asked to speak with Levi since they wanted their next orders. Hange told them that captain Levi said to take a rest for the night and wake up refreshed in the morning to work.
Hange went down to retrieve a small towel and bucket filled with warm water. She stammered her way up the stairs spilling some of the water on her way back to the room. She opened the door only to see Levi passed out on the bed, still heaving his heavy breaths.
She set the bucket and cloth on the nightstand and proceeded to tuck Levi under the beige and white bedding. Levi’s eyes peek open as he tries to resist taking a break. Hange forced him under the sheets as she gave him a look of grave concern. He took notice and stopped, laying down into the light sheets of the bed.
Pulling the nearest stool next to the bed, Hange dipped the soft cloth into the lukewarm water letting it soak in. She wrung it out a little and then rested it on top of Levi’s head, brushing his hair out of the way.
There was a calming silence for a brief amount of time. It was almost as if the world had gone back to normal. No more fighting for our lives and sanity. Just blissful peace for the time being. Levi’s stern expression seemed to have dropped from his face. Hange noticed. She felt at peace knowing that Levi was finally resting from going non-stop.
It made her heart warm, as she stared at Levi’s sleeping face. Remembering how Levi would always help her out in his own unspoken ways. It was her turn now since the tables have truly turned.
“Usually I’m the one that doesn’t care about my physical health, guess it was your turn…” Hange lightly chuckled, bringing her hand up to rub the side of his arm with her rough yet supple fingers. He stirred a tad bit at her touch, Hange pulled away. It’s best if he just rests like this for the remainder of the night.
. . .
A couple of hours passed, it was well late in the night. Levi’s eyes opened slowly but his body remained still. Hange continued to sit on the wooden stool next to the bed he laid on. She was reading a book that was seen to have lots of pages and a red hardback cover.
“Oh, you're up. How are you feeling?” Hange asked as she leaned forward a little so she could hear his quiet voice.
“Better to say the least… thanks.” Levi avoided contact with her eyes towards the end. The color to his already pale skin looked to have returned a bit.
Silence was common between Levi and Hange sometimes. When it did come by, it was their way of acknowledging each other’s presence. Most of the time when people saw Levi and Hange they would look at them for what they stood for. To their old training regimen, Levi was just a merciless beast, Hange a mad scientist woman.
In the end of it all though, he was just another soldier and so was she. Hange’s thoughts always remained discreet towards Levi. He wasn’t just another soldier, he was Levi, an insensitive, little clean freak. She was the complete opposite of him. Levi saw her for how crazy smart she is and her messy ways. He learned to accept the parts of her that contrasted him. Maybe the way their traits contradicted was why they stuck together for so long.
Levi was one that never got a ton of sleep, he was usually super easy to wake up. Hange has spent many sleepless nights chatting with Levi about, absolutely anything. They were the talks that she treasured the most, he could see his soft side seeping through his steel wall of a facade.
Sometimes, Levi would even fall asleep right next to her while she was in the middle of describing her day. He was listening but she knew that distracting him would knock him out in seconds. Saving him from those deep thoughts that kept him awake.
So that’s what she did for every other night, including tonight. One may call this “being boring” but it was a useful tactic to get Levi to fall asleep. Hange preferred physical touches of intimacy when she felt like her thoughts were getting the best of her, and sometimes Levi would offer his touch. It was meaningful, what they did for each other.
Levi was fast asleep a couple of moments later after Hange bore him. He looked so undisturbed, it was enough to bring even Hange peace in her own world of chaos. She rested the thick book back onto the nightstand and placed the stool back into the corner of the room.
As she was about to make her leave she paused in her steps. She walked back over to the small bed, admiring Levi. All that he stood for and the fact of how he pushed himself past his limits to protect others. She loved him, but this was a feeling hard to admit out loud.
She leaned down her face just centimeters far from his. She paused taking in the way the blue moon enhanced his features, then leaning in. Her lips brushed against the lithe yet rough skin of his forehead. Her hands grasped the side of his upper arms gently resting there. Levi stirred again, a small smile broke out onto his features.
. . .
The sun peeked through the glass pane, providing soft light to the small bedroom. Levi woke, quickly pulling off the covers of the bed. He got dressed as fast as he could into his uniform and made his way down to give the scouts their jobs for today. When he opened the door, Hange was right there in front of him.
“Don’t worry, all the scouts are gathering resources already. Take the day off today.” Hange beamed as she threw a hand on his shoulder.
“Thanks Hange, I appreciate it.” Levi smiled, a genuine smile, one of respect and compassion. He was grateful that Hange was there to pick him back up whenever he felt weak. She never judged. In return Levi was there to help her during her desperate times. It was a form of compassion for each other, one that would last more than a lifetime.
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[text to smarter half]: So I hope Nevada knows that I still have cuddle rights. 
[text to smarter half]: He hasn’t earned the privilege yet. 
[text to smarter half]: Or are we not talking about him living with you?
[text to smarter half]: Didn’t realize domestic bliss was your style, Sav. 
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