#ikemen villains x y/n

[nightkarmaqueen]

Unlocked : Her Inner Beast - Ikemen Prince

----- Unlocked : Her Inner Beast || Ikemen Prince x Reader (Mostly Leon x Reader)

Summary :  Remember when Sariel chose you to become a Belle because of your superb slap? Perhaps, when you stay with eight princes with eight different personalities for too long, you slowly become part of the Noble Beast itself. But whatever it is, if someone threatens the safety of the princes, you will have no mercy. So, congratulations! You have unlocked your inner beast to protect them no matter what!

WC : 3584 Words (longer than how much I intend to write)

Warning : Grammar errors, Spoiler for Chapter 33-34 of I Became the Tryrant’s Secretary.

Story Notes : I’m using the name Emelda for the villain (?) here, but please noted it that I just chose a random name that will match to Jade (Nation)

A/N : So, I was reading this Manhwa/Manhua (?) called I Became the Tryrant’s Secretary. When I saw Rosaline (the actual female lead) slapped the de facto female lead, that’s kinda reminded me of us as Belle. So here we go, an AU or crossover between Ikemen Prince and IBTTS. Enjoy. And by the way, here. Please read it legally. I just put this link for the example.

     NOT only in charge of choosing a king for Rhodolite, a Belle will always be busy with other palace tasks. Clause 99 is no longer valid, but with that you still have to obey the rest of the 98 Clauses.

     Delivered documents, letters, and various information to each prince, met with many nobles from Rhodolite and other countries, and much more. Not only that, as a Belle you have to maintain your formality during work and in public.

     “Here is the file you asked for, Your Highness,” you said politely as you handed him the document.

     Chevalier put down his teacup and accepted the file. He read it carefully in silence.

     Knowing Chevalier can’t be bothered while he was focused on his work, you looked at Clavis who was standing by the second prince’s side. “By the way, who is the maiden who came to the palace this morning? I heard she came for a tea party with the Dompteur Family. However, Leon and his faction will only be returning this afternoon.”

     "Oh, that woman? She is Lady Emelda, daughter of Duke Uaithne. Or of I must say, she is a distant relative of Prince Keith," Clavis answered.

     "Keith Howell of Jade?" confirming your question, Clavis nodded.

     “She is so pretty and charming. Too bad they forbid me to seduce her,” Nokto followed the conversation.

     “Isn't she already unattached to him? You can play with her now," continued Clavis.

     Their bad habit of pretending you weren't there is back. You just stood there, standing in confusion. What do Nokto and Clavis mean? Why Nokto couldn’t seduce her?

     A split second later, all of you fell silent as Chevalier sighed. He puts the document you gave him earlier. “I see that none of you really intend to tell this stray dog-like Belle about that Jade woman.”

     If it weren't for the fact that he was a prince, you might have smacked his nose right then and there. Nokto chuckled. "How about you? Are you sure you want to tell her and hurt our beloved Belle’s feeling?”

     “If she does, it's none of my business. But wouldn't it be better to know the truth, than know nothing?" Chevalier who continued his work replied.

     “W-what do you ever mean? Is there something I shouldn't know?" you asked, confused.

     “That woman you were talking about earlier.” Chevalier looked at you coldly. “He is one of our fiancées.”

     "Eh?!" your heart is like being stabbed, but on the other hand you are also confused. "One of your fiancées?"

     “When one of us becomes the King of Rhodolite, he will sbe one of our wives. Do you know what it's for, [Y/N]?” Nokto asked.

     “Political marriage?”

     "You’re right! Because Jade act neutral toward Rhodolite, the marriage between both kings’ bloodline became one of the guarantees of peace between the two kingdoms. Actually, it doesn't have to be a king, he can still marry any one of us who doesn't become king," Nokto closed his explanation.

     "But she's having a tea party with only the Dompteurs, so you know who that woman is after, no?"

     Chevalier's question made you flinch. “Chev, you scared our Belle.” Clavis nagged.

     "I told you, it's none of my business!" Chevalier sneered. "And if it’s true, I expect you can still work with a broken heart like that."

     You gasped and returned to your professional mode. You patted your dress and combed your hair with your fingers before returning to your feet very straight. "Of course. Your orders, Your Highness?”

∘◦ ✂ ————–✂ ◦∘

     The scent of roses tickled Leon and his faction's senses of smell as soon as they entered the palace gates. They had just returned from an inspect of their respective territories and happened to be able to return at the same time.

     “There is nothing wrong with my territory. However, they suggest me to lowering taxes a bit this season. They should focus on funding their farm,” Jin reported to Leon.

     “When it comes to food supplies, lowering taxes isn't going to have a big impact on Rhodolite. I will ask Sariel to write an official letter regarding this tax reduction,” Leon replied.

     "Your Highnesses," but then, a woman's gentle and melodic voice made the four princes turn their heads. "I see you guys are back?"

     "Who... is she?" Yves asked blantly.

     “I think she's the woman Sariel tried to introduce a few months ago,” Licht replied.

     “Lady Emelda, if I’m not wrong?” Leon asked.

     Lady Emelda nodded. “As we had planned, I came here to have a tea party with you and the rest of the Dompteur Family. But if you feel tired after the inspection, I will let you rest a bit. Let me ask the maids to prepare our tea.”

     "Yes, I'm a little bit tired, but perhaps one cup of tea won't kill me," Leon replied. A triumphant yet sweet smile touched Lady Emelda's lips. However, that smile didn't last long. “But you don't have to bother asking the maids. Once I rest for a bit, I'll ask [Y/N] to prepare the tea. You must taste the rose tea made by our Belle. I have to say proudly that her tea is the best in Rhodolite.”

     Of course, that took Lady Emelda by surprise. Her body trembled with anger and her mouth kept mumbling, cursing you like “[Y/N] this, [Y/N] that, who did she think she was to be able to wrap the princes in her fingers?!”

     "Then, if you’ll excuse me for a while," Leon excused himself.

     Not wanting to just let Leon go, Lady Emelda turned around. “[Y/N], you are special because you are a Belle and always by the side of the princes!” she grumbled silently. "Just stay there and see, Leon! I will kill that Belle you love and steal her place by your side!” Lady Emelda swore in her heart.

     War, betrayal, and many other conflicts make Leon have a very strong instinct against someone's negative aura. As soon as he sensed Lady Emelda's ominous aura, Leon drew his sword.

     "AH—?!" Lady Emelda's body was instantly ponned into the ground. Her body froze, not daring to move when the tip of Leon's sword was already pressed against her neck. The kind and warm smile that had previously painted on Leon's face suddenly disappeared.

     Seeing the

threatened expression of their faction leader that he had to draw his weapon, the other three princes also drew their swords and pointed the tips of it at Lady Emelda. Licht, Yves, and Jin stood there, confining her from all directions.

     “AHHH!!!” Lady Emelda screamed in horror.

     "Leon, you okay?!" Licht asked seriously, his blood-colored eyes on the maiden menacingly.

     “What did this woman do to you?!” now it was Yves' turn to ask. He was seriously as Licht.

     “Y-Y-Your Highness?” Lady Emelda who was shaking in fear under her four pairs of intimidating eyes stood there in confuse. "Why?"

     “Say, what exactly are you planning on us?” Leon asked. His voice could make anyone run away in fright.

     “W-what do you mean, Your Highness?!” Lady Emelda panicked.

     “I feel such an aura from within you. Once again, say! What exactly are you planning on us?!” Leon asked very firmly and clearly.

     "No! I-I could never did such things like that!” Lady Emelda defended herself.

     “Leon, what will you do? She's a Maiden of Jade but she can be a threat to us. Should I call Sariel?” Jin asked.

     "No," Leon answered instantly. “I know what Sariel will decide if he sees this,” he continued. After thinking for a while, Leon nodded and called out to one of his men. "But maybe [Y/N] knows what we have to do."

∘◦ ✂ ————–✂ ◦∘

     "In conclusion, Benitoite is willing to give us ten percent of their marine wealth and grant ownership status to an area five miles off their coast on our behalf if we are willing to send Rhodolite Garnet supplies at the same percentage," you are still locked in the Chevalier’s Faction room, reporting documents, which you previously brought.

     “Isn't that a little unbalanced? Benitoite suddenly gave us a territory but asked a little for the exchange?” Clavis asked.

     Chevalier sighed, not feeling strange about it at all. “We can send additional gifts if you feel it's not an unbalanced exchange system. What do you think, Belle?” getting used to working with his Belle, Chevalier asks for your opinion.

     You nodded. “I think what Prince Chevalier said is true. We can send some bags of gold and the most expensive rose tea in Rhodolite to balance it out.”

     Chevalier’s brows knitted. "Tea?" he asked, confused.

     Surprised by your own answer, you realized what you just said. “A-ah, I deeply apologize, Your Highness. I mean the most expensive... tourmaline! Right, crimson tourmaline.”

     “Still thinking about Lady Emelda aiming for Leon?” Clavis asked.

     "It's not like that," you whispered softly. Without even needing to be told, Chevalier, Clavis, and Nokto knew that you were lying.

     "Hm?" something suddenly caught Nokto's attention beyond the window before he smirked. "I'm surprised you can't smell it, King Highness," Nokto chuckled to Chevalier.

     "You're wrong. I've smelled that scent minutes time ago," Chevalier argued.

     "What scent?" you were confused again.

     “The scent of swords bathed in sunlight,” the second prince answered. His cold pretty eyes stared deep at yours. "And the scent of a frightened woman."

     "Eh?! Wait a moment! It's not like when I first met you, is it, Your Highness? Because I don't feel any fear now!” you' tried to confirm what they said.

     Nokto chuckled. "Fear not, Belle. That's not your scent. Besides, your scent is sweeter than this."

     “Your Highness, please! This isn’t a joke!”

     Nokto laughed softly. “I'm sorry, really! However," he averted his gaze from the window at you. His cold crimson eyes suddenly gave you chills. “Just now he came back, Leon and his faction had already drawn their swords.”

     "What?!" of course, you were very surprised. “In the palace?!”

     "And the scent of the frightened woman I smelled earlier was the scent of the woman we were just talking about," the King Highness added.

     “Lady Emelda?! What's with her?!” chills ran down to your spine. “Wait, does that mean Leon and his faction are pointing their swords at Lady Emelda?!”

     Instead of answering, Clavis who was already staring out the window laughed. “This will entertain me so much.”

     "You may excuse yourself," Chevalier dismissed you. "I know you won't be able to relax if you continue to work like that."

     Having such permission, you immediately bowed to excuse yourself and rushed to the garden closest to the palace gate.

     Is Leon in danger? Did Lady Emelda do something to threaten Leon and the other princes? Are you going to lose Leon because of that political marriage and never get to see him again? So many questions haunt your mind, accompanying your every step through the palace halls.

     When Leon who was pointing his sword at Lady Emelda entered your view, you smiled in relief. You're so grateful he's okay. "Leon!" you called for him, raising your voice a little.

     “[Y/N]?”

     “Ah—“

     Seeing you tripping while running, Leon immediately dropped his weapon to catch you. Thanks to him, you fell into his arms.

     “L-Leon…a-are you alright?” you asked, not letting your lungs take in a bit of air after you've run long enough.

     "I'm always alright, [Y/N]. But please, match your breath with mine and relax,” Leon pleaded, realizing you were still panting for air from running.

     You gripped the front of Leon’s clothes, trying to do what he asked. "Good, just like that," he complimented you as he smoothed your sweat-drenched hair. “More importantly, why do you have teary eyes like you want to cry? Did Sariel give you too many tasks? Chevalier scolded you? Clavis bullied you? Nokto flirted with you again? Or Luke pranked you?”

     "A-ah, I-I'm fine!" You rubbed your eyes. “I was just worried when I heard you drew your sword inside the palace gates,” you said honestly.

     Hearing your confession, Leon chuckled. "[Y/N], I'm okay, really."

     "Oh, thanks goodness," you muttered. You turned your gaze to Jin, Yves, and Litch who were still keeping Lady Emelda in her place. "How about you guys? Are you guys all right?”

     “I’m all fine!”

     "Who do you think I am that you should worry about?"

     “I’m alright.”

     Jin, Yves, and Licht answered in turn. You can finally sighed in relief again.

     "What are you guys doing here?" you all immediately turned your gaze towards the sound.

     "Luke?" you looked at him in confuse.

     "Oh? You’ve arrested that woman? I thought I would be bothered to catch the her. I guess, I have to thank you guys?” Luke

continued, getting off his horse.

     "What do you mean?" Licht asked.

     “Chevalier sent me to the border to confirm something. And what Chevalier was worried about did happen.” Luke looked at Lady Emelda. “Lady Emelda came here and held this tea party without Prince Keith's approval and Sariel did not receive any letter from His Highness regarding this event. Shouldn't that be illegal?" Luke asked.

     "Well, that’s true. I only received a letter from you two days ago,” Leon muttered. “I don't remember Sariel telling me about this schedule.”

     “Wait, Your Highness! I thought my father had sent you the permit. How did all this happen?" Lady Emelda panicked.

     "Oh? With Prince Keith's permission I was able to speak to Duke Uaithne, your father and His Grace looks confused. Is it true that you didn't run away just for a cup of tea with Leon?” Luke asked her again.

     "Wait a moment! I am your fiancée, I should be able to walk around in this palace that will soon be my home!” Lady Emelda

defended herself.

     "You're not just my fiancée," Leon replied. “You are _our _future wife. That means you don't have to marry me. You can marry any of my other seven brothers.”

     Lady Emelda froze, losing from Leon. She couldn't say anything else.

     Hearing that, you were obviously very surprised—and furious. You looked at Leon seriously. “So, she infiltrated this palace?! Leon, did Lady Emelda do anything wrong to you? Did she do anything suspicious?”

     “Watch this,” Jin whispered to Yves and Licht. "[Y/N]," he called you.

     “Yes?”

     “She tried to kill Leon.”

     “Wha—?!” you were immediately surprised and snapped. "Jin?!" Leon was probably more surprised than you.

     “T-that's not true, Your Highness! How could I dare do such things. It's not like that," Lady Emelda's voice began to waver because she was getting scared.

     Your pretty eyes instantly darkens and you start to growl. But innocently, you looked at Leon. “Lady Emelda tried to kill you?!” your innocent look didn’t match the question.

     “A-ah,” Leon had a hard time answering.

     "You don't want to answer?!" you're already upset so there's nothing the princes can do to calm you down. “Fine, the others might be able to answer it honestly. Prince Jin," you called, looking at the eldest prince.

     “Yes?”

     “Lady Emelda tried to kill Leon?”

     Seeing how furious you were, Jin smiled in satisfaction. He nodded at you. "That's what I said."

     You huffed and walked with very clear footsteps, approaching the Maiden of Jade. "[Y/N]?" Leon stood there in confusion.

     Meanwhile, Jin proudly lowered his sword. Yves and Licht also lowered their weapon.

     You stopped in front of Lady Emelda and took a deep breath to speak. “Lady Emelda, from the information I got, I believe you are the future wife of one of these princes. At the very least, I thought you respected and cared for His Highnesses,” you glared at the poor woman.

     “Lady Belle, this is a misunderstanding!” Lady Emelda tried to defend herself. “I've never wanted to harm Prince Leon—”

     SLAP!!!

     All pairs of eyes widened and their jaws dropped, unable to believe what they had just seen. Even to Nokto and Clavis watching from a distance—behind the window of their faction room, they were just as shocked as the others at the garden. Silence engulfed them for a moment, not even the wind dared to disturb them.

     “Ouch,” Lady Emelda moaned in pain as she felt a burning and stinging sensation on her cheeks.

     “Why can I feel that slap?” Licht asked quietly as he looked away.

     “I didn't think I could see the superb slap that Sariel told us. Now I know why she became a Belle just because a single slap. It was an amazing slap.” Yves muttered.

     "That's our Belle," Jin and Luke proudly have a hgh-five.

     "Huh?! N-no, she's mine!" Leon who had just woken up from his daze snapped.

     “[Y/N] is yours, Leon, but Belle is ours. Don’t be such a greedy prince!” Jin let out a heartful laugh.

     “So what if you were their fiancee?” your question to Lady Emelda brought all back to focus on you. "I am their Belle, so I will decide whether the woman is worthy to stand by the princes or not!"

     THUD! You pushed Lady Emelda until she fell backwards. You looked at her coldly—like what Chevalier used to do, thanks to him. “You are a disgrace to Jade now. Such a shame, you are so unfit to stand by one of the Rhodolite Princes!” you snarled.

     “And I'm sure you'll have a lot to say to His Grace, your father and His Highness Prince Keith. I’m wishing you a good luck to you and your family," you continued closing your epic sneer—with the intention of protecting your princes.

    The princes who witnessed and listened to your badass and epic lines screamed loudly inside their hearts. They couldn't really scream at having to keep their image as princes. But for sure, you made them jump in joy when they heard your growls.

     "I apologize for showing something unpleasant, Your Highnesses," you bowed in curtsey respectfully to Leon and the other princes.

     “Ah, i-it's okay,” Leon pulled your waist against him and wiped the sweat that was dripping down your forehead from anger earlier with his sleeve. “Most importantly, what should we do with Lady Emelda?”

     “I will report this to Prince Chevalier. I believe it's the best to let the Foreign Affair Faction handle her. Knowing how Prince Chevalier is, he will make Lady Emelda pay for every crime with the proper punishment. More than that, I'm sure Prince Nokto can also negotiate a little with Prince Keith on this matter," you explained very clearly and completely.

     “Our Belle gave too many surprises today, I'm a bit dizzy yet proud at the same time,” Licht said honestly, voiced his opinion.

     "She's changed a lot from when she first came here," Yves continued.

     You just smile hearing every comment and compliment from them. However, you saw Leon's exhausted face. You released yourself from Leon's embrace and smiled sweetly and politely at the princes.

     “However, since Prince Leon's Faction just returned from their inspection, I will prioritize their rest first. I will prepare the rose tea for you. I hope it can relieve you a bit from your tiredness,” you smiled. “Prince Luke too. You just came back from the border, didn't you? I'm sure honey-rose tea will suit your taste."

     “[Y/N], you’re the best!” Luke’s smile beamed as he heard your honey-rose tea.

     "That's a good idea," Leon who was already exhausted

muttered. After sheathing their swords, Leon and the other princes turned to head for the palace.

     “W-wait, Prince Leon!” Lady Emelda who was still sitting on the ground tried to reach Leon. “H-how about our—”

     You who intend to follow the princes turned back to Lady Emelda. "Stop," you sneered. All the princes stopped and looked back at you and Lady Emelda from their backs.

     “I won’t go easy on you just because you’re a noble woman. If anybody harms His Highnesses, even if it’s a noble, I will never forgive them! I will show no mercy for the people who threaten the princes’ safety!”

     "[Y/N], that's enough." Leon reminded you, stopping you from overdoing everything and hurting yourself instead. He held out his hand to you. "That's enough for today, okay?"

     The innocent and sweet smile returned to your lips. “A moment, Your Highness!” you smirked at Lady Emelda before turning around and holding Leon's hand.

     After returning to his arms, Leon kissed your temple and looked at Lady Emelda sharply, making Lady Emelda fell silent in fear again. You and the princes returned to the palace.

     “Jin, you unlocked her beast,” Licht commented.

     "Am I too harsh earlier?" Jin asked, laughing with satisfaction instead.

     Leon just smiled, proud of you in silence. “You really look like a noble beast now,” Leon commented. “It seems like Sariel and Chevalier were giving you too much influence.”

     You just giggled sweetly. "Is that true? I'm pleased to hear it!"

BONUS : 

     “Lady Belle, this is a misunderstanding!” Lady Emelda tried to defend herself. “I've never wanted to harm Prince Leon—”

    SLAP!!!

     "Ow!" Nokto and Clavis who saw it from behind the window of their faction's room were also amazed by your superb slap.

     Nokto even touched his cheek and wondered. “Ah, I want to feel that amazing slap too,” he chuckled.

     "You heard that, Chev?" Clavis asked Chevalier who was still sitting at his desk.

     “Hm,” Chevalier replied shortly. But what surprised Nokto and Clavis more was how Chevalier hid his proud smile behind his folded hands. “As expected, Belle,” he praised you quietly.

Have a great day/night. See you in the next work!

[alloveroliver]

Dalim x MC “My Doll”

🔞 SMUT 🔞

A|N: At the end of Oliver’s route, Alice decides to go with Dalim to be his toy instead :3

WC: 1,440

TAGS: Dub-Con(but con), Villain!Dalim js, publicish, speed-run romance :P

Ikemen Revolution Fanfic

Dalim uses his teleportation magic and warps Alice and him to the magic tower. She blinks rapidly as her eyes adjust to the dimly lit hallway. The walls glow in a tinge of purple and blues, but she doesn’t have time to take it all in.

“Look at you, doll.” Dalim presses Alice’s back to the wall. “Is it that you were scared of me that you agreed, or was it,” He leans in, lips hovering above her ear. “That you wanted to be with me. Hm?”

She gulped, sivering from the sensation to her lobe. Dalim smirks against her ear and takes a quick nip. There’s a long pause as Dalim waits for her response. His hands slide to her hips, and he grips tightly. 

“It’s because…”

“Come on, Princess. Spit it out. You don’t want to start off as a naughty doll, do you? Because naughty dolls get punished.” He bit the side of her neck and listened to her whimper. 

“I-I wanted to!” She blurted out, balling her hands into fists. 

 “I can be gentle with you, princess.” He kisses over the bite mark he left, licking at the red skin. He coos into her neck. “If you’re good. And, I know you want to be good for me, yeah?”

“Y-yes.” She nods, pressing her head back against the uneven stone wall. 

“I usually break my dolls,” Dalim spoke calmly. His hand came up to rest on Alice’s neck, gently squeezing but not adding any significant pressure. “But, for you, I will make an exception.” 

Dalim angled Alice’s face until she looked him head-on. Her heart raced in her chest, and Dalim could feel the pounding of her blood rushing in the veins in her neck. 

“I’ll be good…” She whispered into the tiny space the separated them. 

“Good,” Dalim placed his knee between Alice’s legs. “Now, kiss me, Doll.” 

He held back, watching her push up on her toes to meet his lips. 

“Such an eager one,” Dalim muttered before meeting her halfway and crashing their lips together. He nipped at her quivering bottom lip. “Seems like you will be easy to train, Alice. Do you want that?” 

He pressed his lips back down to hers, claiming them over and over. The passion behind his kiss was lustful and needy. He’d been waiting for her for a very, very long time, coveting her presents the moment he saw her. 

“Do you like it when my hands explore your body?” His words seemed to make her realize just where his hands had trailed. He touched her curves hungrily, feeling each inch of her. 

“MMM,” Alice’s sounds were muffled against his crushing lips. 

His knee, resting against her sex, began to grind against her core. Alice moaned into his mouth, and Dalim swallowed the sound. 

“Someone could see!” Alice managed to break apart from his lips and look around the hallway. 

“So? Better for them to see that you’re mine now rather than later. The people here know not to fuck with what’s mine.” He growled into her ear and tugged at her top until the sleeves dipped down her shoulder. A seam ripped, and the fabric snapped. 

She shivered as his teeth dug into her newly exposed skin. He nipped and licked her clavicle as his hand journey to her core. Alice’s hands gripped his shoulders, steadying herself on the cement floor. 

“You’ve made a mess here, Doll.” He slid his fingers up and down her clothed sex. “These panties are ruined.” He tugged at them then let go, letting them snap back against her skin. She bucked her hips and clung to him harder. “Such a good Doll. Maybe you won’t need much training, after all.” He smirked, dipping his hand down the front of her undies.

“Dalmin!” She squeezed her eyes shut as his fingers explored her most intimate place. His lips moved down her chest until they met her peak. He tugged her bra, exposing her pert nipple. 

He hummed, lavishly licking the sensitive part of her chest until she gasped. The sounds she made echoed off the walls, indeed warning of anyone that may be walking down them nearby. 

“Do you like how I touch you there? Teasing that naughty little hole of yours.” He sucked hard on her breast, taking a nipple between his teeth. “I’m going to fill you up, right here.” Dalim’s words were seductive as he dipped a finger into her cunt. “And, I'm going to fuck you so deep. Do you want that, Doll? Want me to fuck that naughty little pussy of yours? Hm?”

Alice rolled her hips into his hands. The words he spoke went straight to her sex, and she screwed her eyes shut. “Ye-” She gulped as a second finger entered her. 

“What was that? Speak up, Doll.”

“Yes!” She clenched against his curling fingers. 

“Good girl,” He lifted his face, kissing dead on the mouth. “That’s my good girl, yeah.” He purred against her skin. 

His fingers left her, and she dropped her shoulders. Dalim eyed her messy state and gave her a sultry smile. “Now, turn around and put your hands on the wall.” 

Alice did as he asked, turning around with legs like jello. Beneath her skirt, Dalim’s hands ran along her ass, squeezing the cheeks firmly. He tore down her panties and tossed them to the side. She eyed the fabric he threw, seeing the dark wet spot her body stained them with.

“Spread them,” He nudged one ankle to aid her. “Come on, Doll. You know you want to take this cock.” His voice was devilishly sly. 

Alice split her legs, pressing her chest to the wall. She braced her hands against the uneven stones and pinched her eyes shut.

Dalim’s lips found her neck, and he began sucking and licking the sensitive skin. He pulled out his cock and ran it up and down her silky slit. 

“You like how it feels?” He huffed into her ear. “You like how my cock teases your clit, Hm?” He rubbed the tip all along her cunt, making her practically drip with anticipation.

“Feels… good.” Alice kept her voice low.

“That’s a good doll. Responding to my questions. Such a good girl.” His tone wavered as he prodded her entrance. He slammed one hand against the wall and used the other one to tease her sex with his cock. “Do you want it?” He taunted, pushing the tip into her entrance then removing it quickly. 

She moaned in response, hiding her reddened face from him. 

“Do you want me to fuck you against this wall, Alice? Say it, tell me you want me to fuck you!”

Alice mewled, arching her back every time his dick teased her hole. “I-I want it.”

“Want what, Doll? Be more specific.” 

“I want you to… fuck me.” Alice’s words were like a whisper. It was the only sound that didn’t bounce and echo off the walls. 

“That’s a good girl.” He nipped at her ear lobe. “How long?” 

“Hm?” She pushed up on her toes, giving Dalim a better angle. 

“I said, how long have you wanted me to fuck you?”

“Um,” Her knees trembled as his cock slid up and down her slickening hole. “A-awhile.” 

“I knew it.” He slammed his cock into her cunt in one swift motion. Alice cried out, clenching her walls around the intrusion. “I knew you wanted me from the start. The way your eyes always lingered on me. I knew it.” He took in a deep breath. 

He swiveled his hips, and Alice rocked back into him. Her body arched against his as he pumped into her. One hand held her hip while the other cupped her breast. Dalim moaned into her ear with each new thrust. 

“We’re not leaving here, Ah-!” Dalim began. “Not until my cum is dripping down those sexy thighs of yours. Not until then, you got it?”

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Autocorrect, STOP CHANGING DALIM TO SALMON!!! MY BRAIN IS GONNA POP. huf huf

Thank you @stardust-dreamer13​ for the ask!!!!I hope you liked this! This was also one of my most rewritten pieces of all time sldkfjsldkfjlasj. I like what I ended up on though! 

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jealous . (shoto x reader) [BNHA smut]

summary : you thought it'd be good to make Shoto jealous... well you know now, it's really not good.

tw: bad words, just smutty stuff, degrading

warning : shoto talks about another girl, compared you and hurts your feelings even though he sucks at it. :( also, this sucks

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Humans have one trait that can bring danger anytime. That one dangerous feeling can arise in someone without anything holding it back. A human can never be complete without this feeling.

The same goes for heroes, as much as society loves them or worship them, they are still humans after all. Including the pro hero, Todoroki Shoto.

People might see him as an unapproachable man, cold dude but very good looking, your typical ikemen boy. But deep down inside, only you know his true personality and what he's capable of. As much as heroic he can be, he can also be the worst villain you've ever met.

The way he's been glaring at you gives you chills, but that doesn't mean you're going to give in so easily. It's all his fault, to begin with, if only he didn't let that sexy looking pro hero, or known as Creati touched him all over, you wouldn't be giving your attention to Deku at the moment.

You know what'll happen to you if you continue doing this, but where's the thrill of that if you give up and go to him right now? Let him feel as much pain as you felt, let him know what it feels to be abandoned all of the sudden.

You both weren't in a good term to begin with, until he forced you to date him and live with him, at first you were too brave and rejected him only to end up being scared of him. After a few years of staying with him, you've decided to give in and be his lover and try your best to gain feelings for him.

Which is why now, you're too damn brave to even talk with someone else, knowing that's the thing he hates the most.

"(y/n)-chan, do you want a drink?" The loud music blasting makes Deku's voice so small but you can still hear him, shaking your head. "I'm good." You know Shoto would kill you if you actually drink, especially a drink from another man. "Man, there are so many heroes tonight. I didn't expect so many would be coming to tonight's party. I'm a bit nervous actually." Deku mutters, loud enough for you to hear and you give him a gentle smile.

"You're scared, Deku?" You ask him softly and Deku blushes, slowly nodding. "I'm fine with killing villains... but when it comes to loud parties like this.." He continues, twiddling his fingers and seeing him like this makes your heart beat a bit faster, it's not always to see a pro hero like him to be this nervous.

"But people like you, Deku. You barely talk with others, but all of them still look up to you. I'm sure all the heroes here would like for you to talk with them, and dance of course." You point at Uravity, Ingenium, Froppy and many others who have been giving both of you glances. You're not sure whether they're looking at you or Deku, but it's all about Deku right now, you want him to have fun.

"What if I..." You put a finger on Deku's' lips, and you really didn't mean it to look so seductive, but guess that's a different case for Shoto. Deku blushes as he stares into your eyes, before immediately standing up from his seat. "T-thanks, (y/n)." He says, with a smile, before hurriedly leaves you alone. You are a bit weirded out and got your reason when you sense a presence behind you.

His body is horribly close to you, you can feel his breath on your neck, making you shiver a bit. "I'm sure you had enough fun tonight. Time to leave." His cold voice whispers into your ear and you take it as a warning. "No." You reply, turning your head to face him. His face doesn't completely show how angry he is, but you somehow can feel heat radiating off his body.

"No?" He replies you with your reply and you nod your head, standing from your seat. The bartender somehow gets the clue and leaves both of you, going to the left side of his bar as much as possible.

"You promised me tonight will go however I want. I want to stay here longer, it's been too long." You say sternly even though you don't know where you get the nerve to use such tone with him. Hell, you don't even know how you can glare at him without shaking right now.

You're not even drunk, you didn't have a single shot tonight, but maybe being around all of these heroes give you some kind of courage? Though, you are sure that courage will be crushed sooner or later.

"And you promised to not flirt." Shoto states, his calmness is slowly giving you anxiety. You know now, he's really pissed. But sure, you don't mind playing with fire himself.

"I wouldn't if you didn't do it first. Now, can you stand a bit far away from me? It's suffocating." True, his body is literally bumping to you, and there's no single inch between both of you. You are as pissed as he is and tonight, you will fight.

"Suffocating?" Again, he keeps questioning what you've said. You groan as you try to push him, only to have him grab your wrists and pull you closer to him. "You think all the heroes give a fuck about you? You can be crying on your knees here, and none of them would even spare you a glance. You think, Deku would come to your rescue? He knows you're mine, everyone here knows. Or, should I show it to you if you don't trust me?"

He sounds serious giving you no choice but to give in. You know he can do exactly what he just said, putting you on your knees, obeying whatever he wants in front of others.

You need to find a way to get out of this, maybe blaming it on him would help.

"I...It's just that, I hate seeing you with Creati. You both, look perfect together. And you let her touched you all over, which made me angry." You slowly say, turning your eyes away from his. He chuckles, before pulling you out from the room, heading to somewhere.

It hurts how he pulls you so harshly, but seeing his determined steps, you know your whimpers will do nothing so you shut your mouth up, don't want to make the punishment even worse.

You both then stand in front of room you're not sure whose as he opens the door and throws you in, making you sit on the floor. "I'll give you something you can truly be mad of. Get into your position." You doubt a bit whether to listen to him or not, but the moment you meet his eyes, you know there's no choice.

You sit on your knees, hands behind you and face up. That's the position he's been training you to do ever since he brought you to his home.

He brings a chair in front of you which then he sits on it, as he slowly removes his pants. What is he planning to do?

"Eyes on me completely and make sure those hands are at your back. Move an inch.... you know what I can do." You gulp down hearing his words. What.. is he going to do?

Shoto gently touches his cock, slowly rubbing it. It gets hard within a minute, with his lustful eyes glaring at you. You can feel yourself getting wet, but you're sure if you let out your voice...

"Do you know Yaoyorozu is my ex?" Wait, what? You can feel blood boiling inside of you, as your heart rate changes rapidly. "Answer me, (y/n)." He demands harshly but you're still trying to get what he said into your head. "Ugh...." He groans, as his hands move slowly on his cock, precum already coming out.

"I...I didn't know." You reply slowly as you see Shoto smirks. "Well, she was the one I loved. The one I'd fuck every night, every morning.... every second. Your breasts are nothing, compared to hers." Shoto continues his damn dirty talk, degrading you at the same time complimenting her. Is he thinking about her while jerking off?

You can feel tears in your eyes, something stuck in your throat. You can't say anything without sobbing, so you continue to keep quiet.

"I'm surprised you didn't notice, I also had my hands on her. How could I keep them to myself when she was literally offering herself to me? And... ugh, the way her body feels... Should we do threesome with her? OR would you like to see how a woman should satisfy a man properly? I'm sure she can teach you some things you don't know about me."

It takes everything for you to not bring your hands and close your ears. You did feel horny at first but now you feel hatred and jealousy. Those two feelings, unfortunately, win this time.

Shoto only smirks as he sees tears flowing out of you, as his hands go faster.

"Her cunt tastes good too. Waaaaaay better than yours. I might as well call her to just eat her out. Hey, (y/n), what do you think? Should I go find her right now and show to you how good her cunt feels? I'm sure she doesn't mind you watching as I slowly pleasure her, right?"

You are already a sobbing mess at this point, since when he is so good at talking stuff like this? Usually he'd keep quiet, even when fucking you, only moans and groans come out from his mouth. You want nothing but to rip that mouth off right now, honestly.

"Stand and remove that dress, (y/n). Quick." He demands you out of nowhere and you shake your head slowly. Shoto groans, as he then walks to you quickly, grabbing your body before you can even move away from him.

He shoves his cock into your mouth hardly, you can feel his cock deep inside your throat.

Shoto groans as he fucks your mouth really fast, not giving you time to breathe.  It doesn't take long before he cums into your throat, not pulling out until he's sure you drink all of it, which you do.

"Good girl." He says gently, wiping your never ending tears. You feel horrible, thinking about what he just said.

Tonight is the worst night, you've played with fire too much to the point your whole body is burning.