#euronymous x varg

[lords-of-mayhem]

Faust watching Varg and Euro flirting in Helvete will always have a special place in my heart

[haywire-hetfield]

In that moment neither Varg or Euro could read the mood to save his life.

Que Euro beaming with pride while telling people about Varg and his church burnings. And literally everyone else staring in horror.

I have shown it to someone that knows nothing about black metal it was great. One of my friends brought her boyfriend over and we watched it and he kept asking when Euro and Varg were going to get together. Like this very straight man watched them burn the church and asked me if it was symbolic for them having sex 😂

You are so right! I will die upon this hill, Varg and Euro burning that church was a date. It was so incredibly sexually charged. Varg looked more invested in it than he did while getting laid. -🐈‍⬛

Two boyfriends who cannot correctly vibe check a room even if their lives depended on it.

We also see it (in my opinion) when Faust is first telling them he killed someone. He looked and sounded so fucking somber and these idiots were both stood there like "wow! Congrats :D" and "we should burn a church to celebrate :D"

I don't blame him honestly! They made it so homoerotic for literally no reason. Varg didn't need to have an overtly obvious crush on him. Euro didn't need to be jealous as hell that Varg was fucking (other people.) They didn't need to stare at each other like they were seconds away from fucking while burning that church down. Varg didn't need to grab his chin and make kissy faces at him like hello????

I could also write a whole paper on how AnnMarit (despite being Euro's love interest) was actually a metaphor for him being queer.

[p1nkprincess444]

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cheating female!reader x euronymous

word count: 1,652

contents: 18+, cheating

You had been dating Varg for some time now, but your relationship was anything but healthy. Unbeknownst to you, Varg had been cheating on you for months. None of his friends even bothered to tell you, or even warned you when you had come over to see him and he had a girl in his bed.

You had a bright smile plastered across your face as you knocked on the door to the house where all of the bandmates resided. You were met with an exhausted looking Euronymous as he opened the door. He flashed a soft smile at you in return before moving aside allowing you in. 

“ Is Varg upstairs, ” I tried to keep my voice softer and quiet as I could tell him and probably the rest of the house was hung over.

“ Yeah- I think he came home. ”

You nodded in response as you made your way up the staircase. You crept quietly down the hall not wanting to wake anyone. Your hand grasped the cold metal of the knob as you twisted it before slowly pushing open the door. Once you caught a glimpse of the scene in front of you your heart dropped to your stomach. Him and another girl were in bed together. His hand was clasped over her mouth as he fucked her roughly from behind. He failed to notice you until he heard the thud of your bag dropping to the floor. His thrusts never slowed and his gaze never left yours. Tears were clouding your vision as you quickly snatched up your bag before you descended down the hall and then the stairs. Euronymous watched as you rushed out of the house before he could even ask what your problem was. His questions were soon answered a few minutes later when Varg and a random groupie came stumbling down the stairs. Euronymous always knew Varg was an asshole but he couldn’t believe he would cheat on a girl who was devoted to him completely. 

You didn’t answer Varg’s calls because you knew they were just weak attempts to “win you back”. You groaned softly when there was a knock on your apartment door. You crawled off your couch as you opened the door ready to tell Varg off but instead you were greeted by Euronymous.

“ What are you doing here? ”

“ I’m not really good at these things, but uhm- I just wanted to check on you, ” his eyes glanced over your disheveled hair and puffy lips and eyes. “ I know Varg’s been calling but you shouldn’t answer. ”

I smiled softly as I looked up into his shiny blue eyes, “ Do- Do you want to come in? ”

He answered your question with a quick nod as he stepped inside your apartment. His eyes wandered around the colorful apartment as he joined you on the couch. He knew you didn’t quite fit the metalhead aesthetic, but he found your apartment sort of sweet. 

“ You deserve better than Varg, you know, ” his voice was almost gentle as he looked into your eyes.

“ You think so? ”

He nodded in response before pressing a deep kiss to your lips, “ Let me show you what you deserve. ”

You didn’t push him off as his lips connected with yours once more. He moved his lips down your neck as he laid you down on the couch. His hands reached for the hem of your top before pulling it over your head. He followed this by pushing down your pajama shorts, his eyes traveled over your body before his hands move to firmly grip your hips. 

“ How could that fucking idiot cheat on you, ” he murmured this more to himself than to you as his hands moved to unbuckle his before he tossed it to the floor.

He pushed down his jeans and boxers just enough so his cock could slide out. His hand wrapped around the shaft of his cock as he rubbed the head against your panties. A soft groan left his lips as he felt your wetness soaking through your panties.

“ You want me to fuck you baby, ” his voice was teasing as he slowly hooked your panties with his fingers before yanking them down your legs. He pushed the head of his cock inside of you eliciting a soft moan from your lips. He fucked you with only the tip until he had you begging for more of him. “ You want more of my cock baby? ”

“ Please- just fuck me, ” my voice was full of need as I rolled my hips forward desperate to have more of him inside of me.

A smirk graced his lips as he saw your desperation. His hips slammed forward into yours earning a loud moan from you. His pace was slow yet deep causing small noises to slip past his lips. “ You feel so good baby- you’re so fucking tight- ” 

He moved one of your legs up onto his shoulders before his hips snapped forward. Loud groans were tumbling past his lips as his cock slammed against your cervix. He leaned down smashing his lips against yours before wrapping his hand around your neck. 

“ Does Varg fuck you like this- He know how to make you scream? ” His words were practically taunting you as he sped up his thrusts. “ Fucking- answer me, ” his grip tightened on your throat before you responded by shaking your head. A grin plastered across his face as his hips rutted into yours. 

You were starting to see stars as he continued his abuse on your cunt. You swore if he came inside of you none of it would spill from you. You couldn’t even understand what he was saying as he thrusted deeper into you. 

“ Wh- what, ” my voice was shaky as Euronymous’ thrusted up hitting my g-spot effortlessly.

He couldn’t help but smile as he watched you fall apart with each movement of his hips. He mumbled something in Norwegian that you couldn’t quite make out before he pressed a deep kiss to your lips. A groan slipped past his lips as he felt your cunt squeezing him impossibly tight signaling your impending release. He gave one more deep thrust before you came around his cock. 

“ Fucking cumming already? He really must not know how to fuck you, ” he laughed before flipping you over onto your stomach, he followed this movement by pulling your hips up to meet his cock. 

His thrusts were brutal from behind as he mumbled praises in Norwegian. His hand left your hip before he landed a sharp smack against your ass eliciting a soft cry to fall past your lips. His thrusts never slowed even when he could see you becoming overstimulated. Your tears and drool were collecting and soaking into the soft fabric of your couch as you babbled incoherently.

“ You gonna cum again already princess, ” his tone was playful as he slammed into you harder, sending you further into the cushions. Euronymous’ abuse on your dripping cunt was unrelenting as he neared his release. “ Come on baby, you can give me one more. ”

Pathetic mewls were the only thing passing your lips as he pounded into you. Not a second later you felt his cum shoot deep inside your cunt before you came again. Drool slid past your lips as Euronymous placed small kisses to your shoulder before laying you down on the couch. He cleaned himself up before pulling his boxers and jeans back up. He rolled you onto your back once more as a grin adorned his face when he saw your disheveled state. He picked up a tissue using it to wipe away your tears and drool.

“ You look so perfect, ” he pressed a kiss to your lips before pushing your legs apart again.

“ No- no I- can’t-  ”

He pushed his fingers into you slowly fucking both of your cum back into your cunt, “ just one more baby.. Last one I promise. ”

You hesitantly nodded as he slowly pushed his fingers into you. Your head fell back against the arm of the couch as he used his thumb to roll circles into your clit. He watched you falling apart while his fingers curled inside of you. He watched for every small reaction and expression that crossed your face. He moved down between your legs before he withdrew his fingers. He smiled as a small whine fell from your lips once he stopped. He watched as you lifted your head to see what he was doing.

“ Don’t worry I’m not done, ” his words were paired with a grin before he buried his head between your thighs. 

Your head fell back into the arm of the couch once more as he used his tongue to fuck you. It was the first anyone had ever done this for you and every flick of his tongue and circle his thumb made on your clit made you feel like you were on cloud nine. Varg was selfish when it came to most things so it was no surprise that he only cared about himself during sex. Your brain was completely fogged as Euronymous’ assault on your soaked cunt was building to another release. You let out a loud cry as you squirted onto his face. You were at a loss for words as your head spun before Euronymous pulled away. He had a sly grin plastered on his face as he sat up licking his lips. He wiped his face clean before cleaning you off as you watched him through half-lidded eyes. 

“ He ever do that for you? ” 

I shook my head as I looked up at him, “ never. ”

He pressed  a kiss to your lips before standing up and tossing a blanket over you, “ leave him. ”

“ What? ”

“ You can do better than some asshole who can’t make you finish. We’re gonna do this again sometime. ”

You responded with a nod before you watched him leave your apartment.

[rhaenyrathecruell]

Me 🤝 posting mayhem memes

[blueberrypancakesworld]

hellooooo!! may i request a poly! mayhem/black circle (dead is alive) x fem reader who is a mix of black metal/gothic but sweet and bit of a bimbo?? like all of them are hungover from a black circle party and she makes them breakfast and takes care of them and everything??? 🤍🩷

A shiny and sweet morning

warning : fluff, kissing, comfort

Info : Helllloooo dear anon of course you can request such a thing I hope you like this fluffy sweety thing and everyone have fun reading ;)

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Disclaimer : I don't want to glorify anything, it's about the actrs who play a role, not the real events

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In Norway the mornings in winter were cold and foggy, in spring the sun hung behind the clouds and only in summer the morning was surprisingly bright and pleasantly warm.

A warmth from the sun's rays that came into the young woman's room, the chirping of birds and nature through her roommate's open, demolished window.

Slowly opening her eyes, she wiped the sleep from her eyes as she looked at the clock. ,,Well, let's make the boys something to eat," she mumbled and got out of bed.

She knew it was morning, knew that the boys had all been partying late into the night in the music store and had then found their way back here more badly than right. The smell of beer and grass, of smoke and fire hung in the house, but that would soon change.

The longer black fingernails with the slight silver glitter reached into her closet and picked out a dress, the puffy white underdress with frills was rounded off by the black, thinner outer dress and a belt with small bows.

Sitting back on the bed, she gently and carefully pulled up the white knee-high socks so as not to damage the thin material and tied her hair up in a bow, which was a little wild from sleep.

The sweet young woman, preoccupied in the darkness, walked out of her room and peeked into the hallway, seeing that most of the doors were closed or slightly open from not closing due to the drug and alcohol influence. ,,Like a bat" she mused with a grin as she saw Dead and Euronymous lying on the mattress and coffin with their heads propped up on the floor.

The two of them looked like two oversized bats because of the runny makeup but the picture was cute and she wanted to grin and make a mental note that she had to take a picture of it next time.

That as she walked on and the bunch of Faust, Occoltus and Varg had thrown themselves together on the beanbag, the youngest of the three had the odd disturbing thought and a hand to horrofilem them both with one hand in his arms she held tightly even in her sleep.

,,The iron maiden and her captives," she murmured jokingly and continued down the corridor, almost running over the two of them.

Hellhammer and Necrobutcher leaning against each other, ,,Two mad bears with a hangover," she joked, shaking her head lightly as she tried to escape the crack of the wood from the stairs and quickly made her way to the kitchen.

She was thankful to all her lovers that they were all fiddling in the music store and not here in the house she took care of besides her job as a reporter because she brought the good news to the "hip youngsters" as her boss always called it by giving news and updates on the band once a week and writing an article.

Which was sometimes a bit of a challenge, considering her fingernails and the way her breasts pressed against the keldi. But as it was now, she was coping with everything.

The little light in the kitchen was slightly amplified by the lamp, so she turned on the stove and took the things from the fridge.

,,Goodness gracious, we're almost out of everything," she muttered and took out the remaining eggs, a few slices of ham and sausage as well as fruit and salad.

She put what she wanted to cut up on a board and started cutting away the already moldy part while listening to the latest song from her band playing on the cassette.

Humming along, she swung through the kitchen as best she could, taking care of the scrambled eggs, the salad, the meat and the few cereals with milk.

She set out the plates and cutlery and decided to stop the coffee and not give the men any beer for the time being.

She didn't want another mess. Minutes passed and it had taken her about half an hour to do everything here.

A glance at the clock told her it was time to wake the boys. Pulling the small pocket mirror out of her clothes pocket, she pulled the shimmering, strawberry-scented lip gloss over her lips before she was ready to wake her pack.

Humming happily, she opened the windows in one room after the other, letting in fresh air and the house slowly began to smell of nature and coffee, of something tart that wasn't beer and dorgen.

,,Wake up, gentlemen of hell!" She shouted through the corridors as she knocked on Euronymous and Dead's door, brushing a few tangled strands of hair out of their faces, and the black-haired man's ,,Mhhh too soon" was met with a gentle kiss, causing him to rise slowly.

,,Thank you sweetie," the band founder murmured, letting his gaze wander over her and smiling slightly as he made his way downstairs.

She heard him on his way down, but the three of them fell over Hellhammer and Necrobutcher as they went crashing down the stairs and the sound of cursing filled the house. ,,Day?" she heard the soft voice of the blond who was suddenly standing behind her, his make-up still smudged.

,,Yes, Day... my little zombie," she said and briefly took his hand before she started to pull him behind her to get him to eat, which he didn't do very well anyway.

While the five of them were eating and she had given Hellhammer and Necrobutcher a cold pack, she went back upstairs to hell the last three.

,,Fresh coffee," she murmured and held out a cup to the three sitting on the beanbag, which slowly worked wonders.

Varg took the cup with just coffee, Faust the one with two sugars and Occultus the cup with more milk than coffee.

,,Thank you, darling," the three of them trilled and gave her a quick hug before they all gathered downstairs and the large group squeezed around the table.

She had a cheerful smile on her lips when she saw that the boys were enjoying their meal despite the headache they had all taken a pill for.

,,That's great," she heard from Occoltus, who scooped another heap of egg onto his plate, and a ,,You're the best mommy," from Hellhammer, who winked at her, knowing full well what he was alluding to.

But they all knew what the brown-haired one was getting at, but it didn't bother anyone, she was there for each of her sweeties and always would be. ,,Always happy for my little devils," she replied and sat down at the table before taking her first well-earned sip of coffee.

She was happy when she saw the many relieved faces and received her rewarding kisses.

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[world0fmadness]

TWO IS BETTER THAN ONE

øystein “ euronymous ” aarseth x reader x varg “ count grishnackh ” vikernes

♡ general throuple dating headcanons for euronymous and varg!

୨୧ this can be read as standalone headcanons or continuation headcanons to totally crushing <3

♡ requested by anon | related hc available here | view my metal masterlist here

reading music recommendations: suffer eternally by zetra - bodies as driftwood by downfall of gaia

♡ to be honest, i don’t think the rivalry between euronymous and varg would change much when they both begin dating you…

୨୧ their rivalry very much still remains strong, they still dislike a lot of things about each other and they still think the other is not good enough for you!

♡ even during sex, when the both of them are deep inside of you, they seem to challenge each other, trying so hard to outdo each other

୨୧ they’ll stare at each other whilst thrusting into you, eyed slightly slanted as they glare at each other and their mouths dropped open as they breathe heavily, each trying to prove that their cock is the one making you moan that loud, not the others…

♡ they do not see how this just looks really sexual between the two, they absolutely will call you delusional if you point it out

“ what?! no, it’s not sexual! we don’t like each other, you know this… you should see it in our eyes! there is nothing sexual there… you’re crazy ” ( varg will say it with such confidence as he moves his hands around wildly, as if trying to strengthen his defence, euronymous sits and nods his head, agreeing but not vocally because he doesn’t like agreeing with varg much )

୨୧ the only time euronymous will ever openly agree with varg is when he compliments you or when they’re scaring off some guy who didn’t know them

♡ those are the only times that they will actually unite a whole lot, maybe sometimes even defending the other when you’re calling someone out for talking shit about them! it’s kind of like, only they can talk shit about each other

୨୧ when the three of you move into an apartment together and share a bed, you have to sleep in between then, they cannot touch skin with each other…

♡ at least, not when they’re awake! usually when you guys fall into a deep sleep, their legs will become tangled with each other’s within yours and their arms will be brushing up against each other as they rest atop your waist

୨୧ when you wake up before them, you’ve definitely made them hold hands in their sleep and they always think it’s your hand so they tighten their hands as you try to stifle a laugh

♡ usually they’ll drop each other’s hands before they wake up though so thankfully, you do not have to witness them get all petty and supposedly just so grossed out by having held each other’s hand

୨୧ euronymous is a total blanket hog in bed though…

♡ not even half way through the night he’ll be snatching the blanket off of you and varg, pulling it all over to him and up to his chin in his sleep! luckily varg runs hot though so you just cuddle into him a little more and let euronymous have the damn blanket

୨୧ in the cold norwegian winters, varg is more likely to wake up to it and call him out though

“ øystein! fucking asshole, you’re hogging the damn blanket, give some back to them… fuck! ” ( they both absolutely call each other by their birth names just to annoy each other more, like an old ass married couple )

♡ he only even calls him out for you though because again, varg runs hot but he just doesn’t want you being cold and without a blanket because of the “ oversized cat ” hogging the blankets in your bed

୨୧ as i mentioned in totally crushing, they’re insanely childish when it comes to having to share you

♡ when walking together, you have to hold each of their hands as they walk on either side of you because if you don’t, they’ll have a tiny pout on their face and walk a bit slower with their arms tightly crossed up against their chest until you notice and grab their hand too

୨୧ i’d honestly say the most petty and childish person would probably be varg, he’s just… like that!

♡ though euronymous is insanely close to being on the exact same level as varg when it comes to pettiness and childishness

୨୧ due to varg being vegan, euronymous will usually eat more kebab around him just to be petty and annoying! you’ll always give him a little telling off but varg just takes the opportunity to seem like the bigger man and tell you it’s fine

♡ but he won’t do that if you’re vegan too, or if you turn vegan after varg tells you a bunch about it?

୨୧ oh varg is so smug about that, because yes! he turned you vegan and now euronymous is grouchy because now he can’t go and get kebab with you :(

♡ honestly i think people would just be so confused as to how you’re managing to date both of them just due to how much they seem to despise each other…

୨୧ but i do think that sometimes, just sometimes, they would have their moments together

♡ not insanely fluffy moments but definitely not hateful or spiteful moments!

୨୧ little things like euronymous passing varg an ingredient he needs as he passes by him in the kitchen to grab some coke from the fridge

♡ you’ll almost always catch these moments, hiding your small smirk behind your hand as they don’t say a word to each other

୨୧ one of the many amazing perks to have two boyfriends is that no other man will ever, ever approach you… no way in hell!

♡ no knowledgable man would approach you if you dated just one of them due to the rumours that surround them let alone both of them?

୨୧ yeah, just no way! they drive off any man from trying stuff with you, they’ve made it very clear to people that you’re theirs…

♡ another perk is that you now have two whole lots of sweaters and band t-shirts to steal!

୨୧ varg’s bathory sweater? yeah, i just know it’s so comfy! euronymous’ mayhem crop top? sure, if you want, it’ll most likely fit!

♡ they probably try to be annoyed when they notice some of their stuff has made it’s over way into your section of the wardrobe but they can’t be, not really… they both really like when you wear their clothes! they think you look cute, it’s one of the major things they can both agree on right alongside their shared love for you

୨୧ have they accidentally worn each other’s clothes before?

♡ yes, absolutely! but they never even notice due to how similar their sides of the wardrobe are, only you’ve ever noticed and you’ll never point it out because you know how they’ll be about it <3

[alicentburton]

Writing about Fenriz/Varg for the first time ever (it's also Euro/Varg and Euro/Dead)

[the-dear-skull]

Listen I have my issues with irl shipping but I make an exception with Varg x Euronymous. Sure people probably think they would be both hot. HOWEVER my lesbian ass is reveling in the fact this is Varg's worst nightmare.

Threatening to punch Nazis, probably doesn't phase him. Zoomers thinking about him and his mortal communist enemy in the throes of passion is DEFINITELY keeping him up at night.

[ethical-cain-vinnel]

NO NUT NOVEMBER WITH RORY CHARACTERS

Pairing(s): Gabriel (2014) x GN! reader, Euronymous x GN! reader, and Jack Thurlow x GN! reader

Tags/Warnings: Pure smut, penetrated reader but no mentions of which hole (so it works for anyone), sub reader for euro and jack but soft dom reader for gabe, slight varg vikernes slander cause as fine as emory is i hate the actual varg, kinda boring sorry :(

Notes: This is a collab with @icarus-star who is absolutely amazing! He’s writing for Danny Cooper, Chris Kenton, and Possum and you can find his fic here! Also, for the Euronymous part I am STRICTLY going off of Rory’s portrayal in the movie Lords of Chaos. I hope they’re not too ooc i really tried to make them accurate

GABRIEL

Okay so I have always felt that Gabe is on the asexual spectrum, specifically demisexual and/or aceflux

In other words, I think that he has little to no sexual attraction to someone he hasn’t formed a bond with. For the aceflux part, I think that he has some periods of times where he feels no sexual attraction at all and has a very low sex drive and other times where he has to go at it at least 3 times a day (and obviously times where he’s in between the two)

So, some years are easier than others and sometimes he can go for months without having to jerk off or have sex but I’m going to be talking about a month where he has a pretty high sex drive

I feel like he doesn’t often participate, but one year, you wanted to try it with him and he agreed

It is TORTURE FOR HIM

Poor boy is so pent up because in the last few weeks of October, his sex drive started to get higher again :(

Within the first few days, he’s so whiney and pent up and all he wants to do is hold your hand and kiss you as you two make love

I think for this year’s no nut november, he lasts a week MAYBE two before hes whining and telling you that you won

He’s so teary when he finally gets inside you and he cums almost as soon as you start moving

He needs you to take control because he gets fucked dumb so quickly

Overall, he doesn’t last long but the sex afterward makes it worth it

EURONYMOUS/ØYSTEIN AARSETH

He usually doesn’t care about no nut november, but stupid varg brought it up to the rest of the inner circle so now they’re all doing it.

On Halloween, he fucks you until you’re both overstimulated and passed out to hopefully make this easier for you both

He goes into it pretty cocky, thinking he’ll win the prize that the inner circle decided on

And he does pretty well

Until midway into week 2

Euro has a VERY high sex drive. Like at least 5-6 times a week but thats on a bad week

He could barely sleep in the same bed as you, your scent instantly making him pop a boner

He NEEDED to feel you again and by tuesday of the 3rd week, hes shoving you on the bed and tearing your clothes off

He fucks you so hard that you can’t walk for a few days and he has to either carry you everywhere or bring it to you

He’s pounding into you and saying the nastiest shit

He’s so mean about it but the aftercare is way better than normal

JACK THURLOW

I know that his fans (me included tbh) loves to make him out as a sex fiend but honestly, I think he has a pretty average sex drive

Out of the three characters I picked, he’s the one making it to the end

He’s only doing this cause he’s curious to see if it does anything (cough cough make him more emotional so he can write kick ass poems cough cough)

He lets you cock warm him on the last night of november

“Quit moving. Only an hour left. Be good”

Once it’s December first, you know you’ll need to call out for work in the morning.

He fucks you at his desk before taking you to the bed

He fucks you until he’s shooting blanks, and even then, he keeps going for 1-2 more rounds

The last week was really hard on him but he didn’t realize until he was back inside you

I genuinely think that he became more insufferable and aggravated without realizing it at the 2 ½ week mark

He takes care of you reaaallll well for the next couple days hehe

[lords-of-mayhem]

[haywire-hetfield]

Touchier as in touching Blackthorn or Euro?

If it’s Euro, it’s like emotional band aids. He’s not allowed to be as angry & jealous as he is because he is in fact still getting so much affection.

If it’s touch blackthorn then Euro is steaming. Of course, Varg isn’t the cheating type. So its playful shoves, walking side by side and brushing against each other, and more hugs than is really necessary. Blackthorn is simply enjoying his friendship with Varg, he’s got nothing against affection between bros ( he’s like 1 step away from the whole “kissing the homies good night” meme in my brain rn ).

Heck maybe Blackthorn tries to be physically affectionate to Euro. Sandwiching Euro between him and Varg when they watch movies, ruffling his hair, and slinging an arm around his shoulders while telling a particularly involved story. He does it because Euro is so important to Varg, so he wants Euro to know that it automatically makes them close friends too. - 🐈‍⬛

Touchier with Blackthorn, for sure. You're right that it's never anything that borders too closely into non-platonic territory. It's just always more than what he's like with most of their friends. And he often goes out of his way to check if Euro is seeing it.

One thing he does that drives Euro crazy is making sure Blackthorn and himself are ALWAYS sitting together. (Euro has absolutely tried to place himself beside Varg and somebody else on his other side so Blackthorn can't sit with him)

Varg would also use more affection towards Euro to soothe him, albeit sometimes in a very condescending way. Petting his hair/face, cooing at him that it's okay, giving him extra kisses when he knows he's teased him too much.

Blackthorn also would absolutely kiss the homies goodnight. I imagine the increased affection from Varg makes him realize, "oh shit I can be affectionate with my other friends and it's fun!" Euro doesn't ever seen him being touchy with the others, though. Or if he does, it's not enough to make him less frustrated.

Blackthorn would be touchy with Euro too which he HATES. It feels condescending at this point. He always gets prickly when he touches him, although he never actually pushes him away or anything. He just grumbles about it a lot, especially to Varg.

I can also see him attempting to get back at Varg this way. "Oh your little boyfriend was grabbing me a lot today (was literally just putting an arm around his shoulders), maybe he likes me more."

He does it because Euro is so important to Varg, so he wants Euro to know that it automatically makes them close friends too

Please YEAH. Euro is a little strange and he can't always keep up with what he likes/dislikes, but anybody who matters to Varg matters to him and Euro is seething about it.

[angelsanarchy]

Alkaline: Euronymous x Y/N Series CH 34 {END}

Tagging: @ophelialaufey @madamemaximoff06 @forever-not-gonna-sink@ajmiila02@liquidsmoothdomme@shady-the-simp @auggiethecreator @tempt-ress @blacksoul-27 @shroomje

Oystein sat at the typewriter, drafting up a letter for Mayhem's fans. It had been at least nine months since Helvete was closed down, Varg had started his own label and had already put out a demo for his new band. They had auditioned all over Norway and beyond to find someone to re-record their album and they were in the final stages of putting it together.

Oystein didn't expect to fall so seamlessly into living with Y/n but life had been good. He felt like they lived a normal, surprisingly uneventfully fun life together. She decided that she wanted to quit her jobs and start studying in healthcare. He found it noble of her to want to focus on psychiatric care in such a time when people didn't take mental health serious in the slightest.

He had finally taken her home as his girlfriend for the holidays and his family was over the moon excited that they had finally gotten their stuff together enough to be a couple, no one more than his sister. She had made them matching bracelets to wear and made sure Oystein's was black.

Oystein had done exactly what Y/n had suggested and let the sting of Helvete closing burn off before he started looking at other buildings he could lease. Now that they were wrapping up the album, they planned to start the search for Helvete's new home.

Oystein heard the front door open and didn't bother looking up from what he was writing.

"Hey baby, I picked up dinner because I did not feel like cooking tonight." Y/n greeted him putting the food on the table and dropping her bags on a chair. She walked over and wrapped her arms around him from behind and looked over the letter he was proof reading.

"What do you think?" He asked looking it over.

"I think Black Metal is about to get one hell of an album." She kissed the side of his face and he smiled as she bumped his glasses with her lips. He spun around in his chair and put his hands on her hips.

"How was your day beautiful?" He asked pulling her into his lap.

"It was exhausting. I want to get in the bathtub and just soak for like an hour." Y/n rubbed circles into Oystein's chest and his eyebrows went up.

"Sounds nice although you don't look nearly dirty enough for a nice long soak." Oystein teased gripping her hips a little tighter.

"Oh yeah? You want to help with that I'm sure." She smirked at him as she grinded her hips down into his semi-hard cock.

"You know me, I'm a helpful guy." She laughed at his response and she leaned down to kiss him.

"Your dinners going to get cold." She warned as she started to get off his lap but he held onto her wrist.

"That's what the oven is for." He reminded pulling her back onto his lap. She laughed running her hands through his hair.

"Are you gonna leave you glasses on if I let you fuck me?" Y/n teased making Oystein purse his lips at her.

"Let me? You think you get to let me fuck you?" Oystein gripped the back of her neck holding her in place. She bit her lip as he moved his free hand between her thighs and felt the damp spot on her panties. He pulled them to the side and started to play with her clit.

"I fuck you whenever, wherever I want because you belong to me." Oystein sucked a spot on her chest that was exposed. She started to thrust her hips into Oystein's hand but the closer she got, the more she needed him.

"Oystein..." He was equally desperate for her as he tossed her legs off of him and started to undo his belt buckle and jeans. Y/n scrambled to pull her dress over her head and step out of her panties. She practically hurdled his hips to straddle him in the chair. She lowered herself slowly onto him letting out a groan but there was no patience in Oystein's hips as he started pistoning his cock into her. She bounced on his thighs, the sound of her skin slapping his and her moans filled the apartment as she held onto him for dear life.

"F-fuck.." Oystein whined. Y/n put her hand around his throat and squeezed making him look up at her. His glasses were slightly fogged from having his head against her chest.

"You full so good baby. I want you to cum inside of me. I want it. Please." She begged and Oystein's eyes rolled into the back of his head as he continuously slammed his cock into her. When he did cum, Y/n swiveled her hips feeling his load dripping out of her and onto his thigh. He hummed as he tried to come down from his orgasm and she smiled. Once he was able to look at her, he chuckled at the fog covering his lenses. She pulled the glasses off and smiled giving him a sweet kiss.

"Hold on." He said making her throw her arms around his neck as he got up and shuffled them towards the bed. She laughed as his feet squeaked along the floor before she landed on her back on the bed. He silently went back to rubbing her clit and using his fingers to bring her to the same ending as he was. He wasn't sure what was his cum and her own release as it leaked onto the bedspread.

"Don't stop baby. I'm gonna cum." Y/n cried out and Oystein kept his eyes on her face as she came on his fingers, waiting for her to grip his wrist to stop him from overstimulating her.

The two of them lay next to eachother and smiled.

"I think that's the first time we've fucked at your desk." Y/n pointed out. Oystein nodded his head.

"All the time we've been here and we haven't fucked at my desk, kind of hard to believe." Oystein chuckled.

"Well that's your work station. I don't usually like to bother you when you're working on something." Y/n pushed some of his hair off his face and he smiled.

"If you think riding my cock is a bother, I'm clearly doing something wrong." He joked.

"We'll have to make a list of the places we have left to christen around here." Y/n looked around and Oystein agreed.

"We've got plenty of time for that...for now, I need your help getting out of my pants so we can heat up dinner." Oystein looked down at his legs and Y/n laughed seeing the mess of pants, underwear, loosened belts and boots around his ankles.

"You're a mess." She teased helping him take his boots off so he could slip his legs out of his pants.

"Yeah but you love it." He lifted her chin with his thumb and she smirked as he held her chin.

"I do...to hell and back." He smiled at her before kissing her sweetly.

END

[rhaenyrathecruell]

[blueberrypancakesworld]

Music, beer and touch

warning : fluff, tiny comfort, kissing, tiny tiny smutish nothing graphical, drinking beer

Info : Can be seen as a sequel to Flower in Hell or just a stand alone

Euronymous x fem reader

masterlist-Rory's characters, masterlist-Lords of Chaos 2018

Disclaimer : I don't want to glorify anything, it's about the actors who play a role, not the real events.

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It was dark and evening was coming over the small town when she was still awake in her room. She heard the talk of her family and her parents' friends from downstairs in the living room. The evening had been nice, but it quickly became boring and worrying about political issues with her uncle was too much for her. That's why she went upstairs to her room relatively quickly.

But that was not the reason why she was sitting on her bed, her notebook in one hand and the phone with the answering machine in the other. ,,Hey Y/n uh Euronymous here...listen if you're up for a party come by today" she played his voice again and ran over the small keys before she took her pen and continued writing the sentence she had interrupted.

She knew that the band founder must have looked up her address in the phone book. But although it was funny, she found it rather amusing. ,,The eternal blue in the darkness," she finished the sentence and looked at her window. She saw that the darkness was around her and that the moon and the streetlights illuminated the night.

She knew that she had nothing better to do that evening than to write down her fascination for the black-haired man. ,,You'd better be there," she murmured as she put the phone down on the bed and threw her notebook into her small bag.

Before she got up from her bed and went to her wardrobe. Knowing that she was still in the sleepwear she had wrapped herself in to end her evening early, she knew she had to change to probably get into the party. Lifting her clothes from left to right through her wardrobe, she finally decided on a black top and a simple but tighter fitting pair of leather trousers. 

It was late summer and still relatively warm in the evening, so she reached for her short leather jacket before grabbing her bag and heading downstairs. Slipping on her boots, she saw her family through the doorframe, still sitting at the table. Laughing and playing cards. ,,I'm off again!" she called inside before opening the door and hearing another ,,All right, have fun darling" from her mother before the door closed and she walked down the street towards the town where her destination was.

On her way through the shadows and the short light levels of the street lamps she hardly met any people. Most of the inhabitants were either already asleep, at home or in clubs in larger cities. But she wouldn't be alone for long when she saw the record shop at the end of the street that ended in an intersection.

A small smile of relief crept onto her lips, knowing that she didn't have to walk around alone in the dark anymore. Finally arriving at the shop, she opened the door before stepping inside and, to her surprise, pretending there was no one inside.

Walking through the shelves and leaning slightly over the bars she saw that there was no one sitting in the beanbag or lying in the bed above. ,,Was he kidding me?" she mumbled questioningly before her gaze caught on a doorway that had been lightly covered with a long black sheet.

Looking around one last time and jumping over her shadow, she decided to move on. The party must be in the basement she thought as she pulled aside the curtain and started to walk down a few stairs when she heard music and chatter.

Going down another set of stairs at a slight angle she came to a relatively large basement with white stone walls lightly hung with chains, posters and the name of the band Mayhem in black paint all over them. She knew she was in the right place.

Looking around she saw the scattered candles whose wax had already melted into a small white mass on the floor, a torture device also stood in the corner and for a moment she wondered if she had underestimated Euronymous. ,,If that's not the doll, what are you doing here?" she heard the voice of the brown-haired man from last time. She saw him take a sip of his beer before she saw the armour he was wearing.

It seemed homemade but it didn't make him any less funny. ,,Do you want a beer daisy?" asked Faust who she recognised walking over to the beer crate on the floor and looking at her.

Thanking him, she took it and looked around slightly for help when she realised she didn't have a beer opener. She saw the brown-haired man coming towards her again, along with a few others. She saw him suddenly pull out a knife and for a moment she feared the worst.

But he took the beer from her and opened the lid with the knife before giving it back to her harder than necessary. ,,She's here because I invited her, Varg," she finally heard Euronymous' voice coming from the basement. Whistles and laughter went through the group and she noticed the writing on the wall.

The inner circle was black and slowly she had the feeling that she had stepped into something she didn't understand. ,,So this is some kind of club?" she asked and took a sip of the beer, watching Varg look at his friends as if there was an open secret between them all. Before Euronymous walked over and stood by her before putting his arm around her.

She felt herself getting more nervous, took another sip of the alcohol and she swore that he must feel her fast heartbeat. ,,You could say that...but that's not why I wanted you to come" he told her and pulled her closer. She saw his friends instantly start to cheer as he pushed her towards the stairs.

Not hard but protective as if to get her away from his band and his group. Before he broke away from her he pulled the curtain closed behind him and gave her a slightly apologetic look. ,,Sorry all too drunk" he mumbled before his eyes fell on the large beanbag and she saw the various films someone had laid out.

Walking over to the VHS tapes she looked through the films, all of which were horror films. ,,Thought maybe a movie and some good music would be better than being puked on downstairs," he suggested and watched as he walked over to her holding a small tape recorder. Picking out Friday the Thirteenth, she put in the VHS tape and sat down next to Euronymous on the beanbag.

What she thought would be an unpleasant situation turned out differently. Watching the film together, they soon found themselves talking about the film, the music, the gore and the murders. How he listened to her with a slight smile as she talked about her favourite slashers. The fascination and interest in his gaze that was directed at her.

How he put his arm around her again and giggled when she flinched at a jumpscare and held on to him. Feeling her cheeks heat up and giving him a nervous smile as she took another sip of her beer and looked back at the screen. Approaching the climax of the film, she barely noticed how he placed the headphones on her head, muffled in his awareness of her surroundings.

Before, only a moment later, she flinched in shock as the loud music hit her ears. Looking at Euronymous curiously, he handed her a cassette and she saw the Mayhem logo on the cover. He's showing me his music, she said, closing her eyes for a moment to hear the different instruments, voices and sounds.

As far as the music was concerned, she was relatively new, having only listened to it from time to time, having been to a few clubs. But the music was good more than good. The hard loud fast sounds paired with the fantastic voice of the singer. Immersed in the music, she suddenly felt him put a hand on her cheek and pull her closer.

Opening her eyes, she saw at the last moment how he came closer to her, overcoming the last few centimetres between them before she felt his lips on hers. To her surprise, he was gentle and even gave her time to pull away, but she did not. Maybe she had lost herself in the music or in him. Maybe she had lost her heart to him but she returned the kiss.

Her hands went to his body and held on tightly, feeling his hand pulling her hair even closer. Heard his fingers playing with the thin straps of her top, seemingly wanting to pull her down at any moment.

She gasped as he playfully pulled her hair and pushed her down onto the floor, off the beanbag that was not suitable for this. She heard him smirk at her reaction and, as if in a trance, her fingers stroked any skin she could get her hands on under his shirt. ,,Do you like what you see?" she heard him purr and was about to reply when they suddenly heard a ,,Shit this is going to be good porn" from Varg.

The black-haired man rose from her and helped her sit up before they both turned to the doorway and saw the group standing there with big grins. She saw the somehow proud grin of Euronymous and despite everything she couldn't help but giggle.

Before she decided to end it, she stood up and took the walkman with her. Giving Euronymous a wink before saying, ,,Thanks for your time...and for this, we'll see you again," she said goodbye with a smile and a wave before walking out of the shop.

Outside, she put on her headphones again and continued to play the music before happily walking home, moving her head slightly to the music. Knowing that she would have to go to the Mayhem founder's parties more often now.

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[world0fmadness]

TOTALLY CRUSHING

øystein “ euronymous ” aarseth x reader x varg “ count grishnackh ” vikernes

♡ general headcanons for euronymous and varg having a crush on the same person!

୨୧ varg and euronymous remind me of gary smith and jimmy hopkins for some reason… i really don’t know why lol, i hope you like this anon! <3

♡ requested by anon | related hc available here and here | view my metal masterlist here

reading music recommendations: tear you apart by she wants revenge - dethroned emperor by celtic frost

♡ euronymous and varg probably don’t even realise both of them have a crush on you until it just slips out…

୨୧ they’re probably in the basement of helvete with some other people, all of them slightly tipsy from beer and before long, someone brings up who they all find attractive

♡ everyone is speaking over each other, blurring out names of models or celebrities whilst varg and euronymous both slur out your name at the exact same time…

୨୧ no one else in the basement hears them but they hear each other, fingers tightening around the beer in their hands, nails picking at the label as they lock eyes, slightly glaring at each other but not saying a word

♡ it’s like they talk with their eyes, holding eye contact as if trying to telepathically tell the other that you wouldn’t touch them with a ten foot stick and they have no chance

୨୧ it’s a strange couple of seconds, their connected glares of almost pure hatred unwavering before someone in the group notices and calls them out for being weird, causing them to snap out of it and look away towards the grimy walls of the basement with their eyebrows still furrowed in irritation

♡ they’re really pathetic, to be honest…

୨୧ like, literal man children when it comes to sharing a crush! you’d think they were in high school or something, they become so incredibly petty towards each other

♡ i mean, they were never the biggest fans of each other anyways but now that they’re competing for the same person?

୨୧ that mutual dislike is even stronger and they do not hold back…

♡ obviously, you’re friends with both of them and enjoy spending time with both of them!

୨୧ wether it be separately or with both at the same time, it’s the only time they would ever put up with each other

♡ now, whenever they’re both hanging out with you at the same time, they’re very snarky towards each other, always making snide remarks and staring each other out behind your back, they’d probably be so childish and always throw the other a cocky look when one of them helps you with something, as if you specifically wanted them to help you, which you didn’t…

୨୧ at this point, i’d be surprised if they weren’t flipping each other off the second your eyes are away from them, they want to fist fight so bad but know they really can’t!

♡ varg likes to buy you things, he thinks it shows that he’s the better man because he can provide for you and supply you with all you could ever want with his parents money

୨୧ you point out a nice necklace or anything else in a store window whilst walking the streets of oslo with him?

♡ he’s either dragging you into the store and buying it for you no matter how much you tell him he doesn’t have to or he’s buying it when he’s alone and surprising you with it, usually right in front of euronymous

୨୧ varg will stare right up at euronymous with a smirk and an almost evil look in his eye as you squeal and thank him, telling him how much you love it before planting a kiss on his cheek that only makes his smirk grow bigger and euronymous’ frown deepen

♡ whenever varg particularly spoils you, it pisses euronymous off so bad…

୨୧ he doesn’t have that amount of disposable income like varg has, he sees it as completely unfair and just plain stupid, always making snide remarks about it towards varg

“ you can’t buy them, you know? they’ll want who they want… fuckin necklaces… bullshit ” ( he has his arms crossed and a sour look on his face as he says it, looking like nothing more than a mad kitty cat, very unthreatening )

♡ though euronymous would be lying if he said he didn’t do something kind of similar…

୨୧ whilst he doesn’t have a whole lot of disposable income, he does have a record store that holds a whole lot of records he knows you like!

♡ so you know what that means? it means when he gets a new record in, one he knows you absolutely love but don’t have, maybe it’s a rare copy or something, he’s holding it back you for you

୨୧ he refuses put it up on the shelves and sell it, giving it to you as a gift the next time you come into the store, telling you it’s nothing as you admire it and thank him! anything to gain over varg… he’ll probably make some remark as you admire the record in front of him

“ it’s nothing, really! just knew you’d like it and you’re my favourite customer, you know that… much better than a necklace, yeah? ” ( you just tut and tell him off softly, never understanding why he and varg couldn’t just get along a little better, of course you don’t know why )

♡ but often times, they both get really competitive at the same time, they’ll both always rush to be the one to help you with something, even if you don’t need help with it

୨୧ about to walk into a store? they’ll both be rushing to open the door for you, their hands landing on the door handle as they look up at each other and stare each other out, only looking away once you laugh and tell them you can open a door yourself

♡ you want a drink? they’re both standing up at the same time to go grab you one, standing in place and staring each other out until one of them decides maybe it’ll be better for them to stay with you and chat with you one on one instead as the other goes to grab your drink

୨୧ like i said, they are beyond pathetic!

♡ i can only see this ending in three ways…

୨୧ the first way is you like one romantically and enter a relationship with them, much to the dismay of the other who will absolutely never be supportive of the relationship, either being incredibly petty and hateful towards you both or trying to be okay with the relationship and be the bigger man despite what he feels inside…

♡ the second way is you like them both romantically and somehow convince them to share you and you end up with two boyfriends who still very much want to rip each other’s throat out but put up with each other just for you and suppress the urges, trying to remain the most civil they can be with each other simply because they don’t want to lose you <3

୨୧ the third way is you like neither of them romantically and enter a relationship with someone else, most likely someone else in the scene and someone they know or at least have heard of

♡ if that’s what happens, well, in a weird way they kind of band together to hate this guy with all they have whilst still disliking each other…

[thatsthewrongwallcraig]

hey, I'm a new reader and I love that you write dark stuff! you asked for unhinged requests.. i hope it's not too unhinged <3 a chillout evening with euronymous hearing music and smoking pot at reader's flat. the house party slowly comes to an end and he's the only guest left. He talks about hating posers and that he admires pelle for cutting himself on stage. he wants to try it too - now. both are super drunk and stoned, he gives reader the knife. after a bit hesitation he gets what he wants and it really turns him on. It leads to nasty sloppy bloody sex with a very submissive and masochistic Euro. Could also fit to Kappa!

My dearest nonnie, thank you for this request! 🫶🏻

Creep

Summary: After a night of party and unprompted celebration, some matters with your boyfriend take a drastic turn in a very different direction…

Pairing: Euronymous x fem!Reader

Word Count: ~2k

Content Warnings: Trve Kvlt Smvt 18+!, Unprotected P In V, Implied Substance Use (Pot And Alcohol), Kink Acceptance, Consensual Cutting, Blood Kink, Submissive!Euro, Dom!Reader, Reader and Øystein Are Painfully Lost For A Hot Minute, Pet Names/Honorifics, Implied Aftercare, Varg Vikernes Slander 💅🏻

A/N: I believe that by now we all know that I'm writing about Rory portraying Euronymous and not the edgelord with a patchy mustache 💀

Tagging the horny horde:

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But I'm a creep

I'm a weirdo

What the hell am I doin' here?

I don't belong here

- Creep By Radiohead

Accompanied by a long, dragged out yawn, you let your back fall against the cozy mattress of your messy bed. You stretched your tired body and felt like sinking into the fabric of your soft duvet, uncounted amounts of Tequila shots and a bloodstream saturated with THC doubled down on you after hosting a rather impromptu party with Euronymous and his friends from the Black Circle at your place.

"Øystein!", You called out to your boyfriend who waddled towards the bed while simultaneously stripping out of his clothes up to his shorts, "C'm here…I wanna cuddle you!"

Your voice slurred a bit but you didn't care. As long as your head wouldn't start spinning just now, you'd manage.

"On my way!" Euronymous stated, stumbling towards the bed and flopping himself right next to you face first before he turned on his back with an exhausted groan.

"Next time you better warn me before you just bring your greasy boy horde here, Øystein!" You teased whilst closely snuggling up to him, cradling his lean statue in your arms.

"I did!", He mumbled with a wide, zooted-out grin on his face, "I texted you 20 minutes before!"

"You know what I mean." Your elbow playfully nudged his side before he scooted closer into your embrace, sighing contentedly.

"Yeah, yeah…sorry, won't happen again. But it was nice, no?" His temple leaned into the crook of your neck and you felt his warm breath, heavy with hints of weed and alcohol on your collarbone.

"Yeah, unexpectedly nice but I've been wondering why Varg's never around to party." Your furrowed your brows just a little at the thought.

"You mean Christian?", Øystein snarled in an unmistakably derogatory tone, "Fucking poser if you ask me. He's too busy being a boring prick with his no alcohol, no party and no meat policy."

"Kinda no pussy policy, too, huh?" With your comment you elicited a loud and hearty laugh from your boyfriend's mouth.

"Oh, absolutely! Dude ripped off his cringe Scorpions patch and thinks he's the big deal now…stupid poser…" Euronymous mumbled into the skin of your neck before he looked up at you, his bloodshot eyes searching yours.

"Mmm…babe? Can I ask you something?" His lips pursed a little, sparking your curiosity.

"Sure, what's up?" You met his drowsy gaze with a warm smile.

"Uhm, I don't want to sound like a complete nut job, but..", He huffed reluctantly, biting down on the insides of his cheek, "But I think it's pretty cool what Pelle did at our last gig, you know, the…well, y'know?"

"The….cutting? You mean that?" Your brows arched a bit further in a low wave of concern.

Of course you've supported your boyfriend at their last gig, just like every gig before that but what happened on stage that time had been something a little very outlandish, even to you.

"Yeah, uhm…", Øystein stuttered somewhat insecure, nearly tripping over his own words, "I…okay, so…I think that was really…like really damn true."

"Okay…" You reciprocated slowly, the creeping feeling that this was not being all to it dawning on you, "....and?"

"And…ugh…" Euronymous shimmied himself out of your hug a little to properly look at you, "Hear me out, okay? I-...I know it sounds fucking deranged but…maybe…I'd like to know how that feels?"

His voice rendered lower with every word until the last bit of the sentence was nearly inaudible.

"Oh…", It fell from your lips a little clueless, "I mean…I couldn't stop you from doing it, but.."

"That's not…", Øystein interrupted you, his pale cheeks flushing with a tint of red, "It's not…I…fuck….I'd like you to do it. Thought about it since the last show. There, it's out now."

He made a move to turn his head away from you in shame but before he could, you cupped his jaw with the palm of your hand and guided him back to look at you. So many alcohol and weed spiked thoughts ran through your thoroughly intoxicated mind that you hardly knew what to say about it and of all things possible it was an upright "Are you sure about that?" that rolled over your tongue.

"Yeah." He muttered, eyes widening in uncertain anticipation.

"Okay, uhm…so…don't you think that…that we should maybe do this sober, babe?" You suggested, watching how his cheeks turned into a deeper shade of red.

"No, yes, ugh…I…can we maybe just try it? Now?" You took notice of the almost needy desperation in his voice and you'd be lying if you said it wasn’t doing something to you.

"Now?" You inquired a bit taken aback.

"Yeah.", Øystein nodded, scooting further away from you until he raised his torso off the bed, reaching for his pants, "Here…with that."

His slightly trembling fingers fumbled around the waistband of his trousers, fishing for a hunting knife that he started to carry with himself in a sheath on his belt a while ago. As soon as he had pulled the sharp metal blade from its casing, he held it up to you and your eyes widened at the dedication in his proposal.

"The sharper the better… Pelle told me.", Euronymous stated with a tremble in his tone, "Takes less effort….y'know."

"Uh, wow, uhm…you really want that, huh?" , You took the handle from his grip and studied the shape of the blade cautiously, "With all due respect, babe, this looks really sharp…"

"Fair enough…" With your eyes trained to the blade you sat yourself back upright against the headboard of your bed.

"Okay…so…so how do we start this now, huh?" You mumbled more to yourself than to your gradually more excited boyfriend.

"Like…where would you want me to cut you?" It rambled out of you.

With an equally puzzled face, Euronymous took a seat in front of you, crossing his arms over his chest while looking at the knife in your hand.

"Not my arms, that's for sure…thighs, maybe?" He suggested with a shrug of his shoulders.

"But, like, the top, yeah? I'm not gonna cut you on the insides." A slight shudder went through you just at the thought of possibly cutting too deep on the inside of his thighs.

"Yeah, yeah…of course, that's good." He replied with a shaky voice.

"Okay, so, am I just gonna…", You inhaled sharply to steady yourself, "Am I just gonna do this now or what?"

"I'm ready, I trust you, babe." Øystein wiggled a little in his sitting position, "Do you want me to help you get started?"

"Yeah, I think that wouldn't be too bad…" At that he reached for your hand that was holding the knife, cupping it and slowly bringing it towards his thigh, pointing the sharp tip right against the delicate, pale skin of his leg.

"Are you really sure about this?" You asked once more, just to be sure.

"Yes. I want that, been thinking about it for so long now…" Euronymous answered in heavy breaths, feeling the tip of the blade on his skin.

"Okay…so…" You slowly lowered the end of the blade onto his skin, applying a very careful amount of pressure.

The device was indeed so sharp that it broke through the first layers of his skin like a bread knife through room-temperature butter.

"That's is…" Øystein encouraged you and with that you slid the blade over his thigh, a bright red stream of blood pooling at the incision right away.

"Fuck.." Your boyfriend exhaled while he threw his head back.

"Fuck, what? Is it bad? Do you want me to stop?!" You were ready to pull the blade back at any second.

"No, more…please…, Ma'am." Euronymous pushed between trembling lips and his intonation shot right through you, sending a jolt of arousal right to your cunt.

With the knife in your hand and your gaze transfixed on the first cut, deeply red droplets gathering all over it, you placed the blade a little lower, repeating the same motion, ripping his skin and drawing even more blood.

"Shit…fuck….feels so good, Ma'am." He huffed, sounding…grateful.

"Good god, such a good boy for me, huh?" You jumped right into his headspace, shamelessly indulging in it.

"Always!" Øystein groaned out as you left another shallow yet efficient cut on his thigh.

With a subconsciously forming grin around your lips, you noticed how your boyfriend's cock started twitching in his briefs.

"Aww, is that making you hard, Øystein?" You pushed only to be hit by: "Just one more, please, one more and I'll fuck you so good, Ma'am, I promise!"

With eyes wide and an already throbbing cunt, you cut over his thigh once more, eagerly awaiting his reaction.

"Fuuuuuuuck!" He pressed a guttural groan through trembling lips before unceremoniously slapping the knife out of your hand and practically pouncing on you.

Before your intoxicated brain could truly fathom what was happening, Euronymous shoved his shorts down to his knees for his hard on to slap against his lower abdomen in a wet thud as he pushed his crotch between your legs.

"Shit, you really needed that, didn't you?" It cascaded out of your mouth as you felt him drilling into you.

"Yes, fuck…yes, Ma'am, thank you!" He whined against the shell of your ear as he started fucking into you at a reckless pace.

With every needy thrust of his hips against your lap, you felt the blood, still oozing out of the cuts, sticking against your thighs. Lewd, wet and squelching sounds from his cock pushing in and out of your cunt mixed in with the slapping of skin against skin and you could hardly hold on to yourself because Øystein never ever went that feral on you just like that.

"Such a good, needy boy for me, filling me up so fucking good!" You praised as your eyes fluttered shut, your entire body buzzing with physical sensations.

Every roll of his hips against you had you tethering on the edge of orgasming already. In your thoroughly intoxicated state, you could hardly tell whether or not your pussy was contracting all around him by then or not. Every sensation was fading into the next one, making you feel like cumming on his cock for as long as Øystein kept fucking into you.

"Oh, God, fuck….shit…" It spilled out of his mouth as he hammered himself into you one last time.

"Ma'am, fuck…." Euronymous groaned into your ear right before you recognised his cock twitching and pulsing inside of you, pumping his load deep into your pussy.

"You good?" It left your mouth in heavy breaths.

"Uh-huh…" He muttered before collapsing right onto you, his face hidden deep into your neck.

"Shit…that was something…", You tried to catch your breath while wrapping your arms around his sweat coated back, "You did so good for me, love."

"Really?" Øystein hummed into your skin.

"Of course you did. We gonna take good care of those cuts tomorrow, yeah?"