#lucanis/spite

[dread-red-queen]

Fun Writing Prompts

in an Ask - Pick a number, choose a pairing & specify SFW or NSFW and I will write a Lucanis/Spite, Lucanis/Rook, Lucanis/Rook/Spite Or Rook/Spite one-shot and post it to A03

Feel free to use the prompts to write your own aswell, feel free to tag me I would love to read them :)

Caress

Scent - Filled and posted

Hands

Knives

The rope dart

Lingerie

Clothing

Bathing

Tending to wounds

Neck kissing

Contract

Sweet treat

Scarf

Argument

Mischief

Hair pulling - Filled and posted

Hair braiding

Comfort

Gift

Drunk

[grymm-gardens]

Midnight Rendezvous - Rookanis Smut

Read on AO3 here

Finally finished the last chapter of this fic, dont ask me what the fuck took so long, I dont know my guy <3

Read the tags pls, its freaky :)

Chapter: 4 Total words: 7656

Excerpt from the last chapter -

"How can you still think this is a good idea?" He chokes out, his voice barely above a whisper. His hands grasp at her side desperately, trying to steady himself while his legs tremble beneath him.

"Oh, I don't. Terrible one actually." She laughs as she gently guides his head backwards, prompting him to look up at her. "I just don't fucking care." She looks down at him with a reassuring smile. He shudders as she leans closer, their faces now mere inches apart. She traces her fingers along his jaw before placing a gentle kiss on his temple.

"I cannot control them." He pleaded with her. His eyes fall to the bleeding wound on her shoulder. Raw, swollen, and pink underneath the crimson dripping from the ripped skin.

"I don't need you to, Lucanis." She thrusts him forcefully back into the door, a demonstration of the power she holds. "Stop trying to protect me. We are fighting gods. There is nothing your demon can throw at me worse than that." Her brow furrows in frustration as her voice sharpens. He can feel it the way she tightens her grasp on him, desperate to make herself heard. 

A pained sigh escapes his lips, shuddering as he rests against the door with a resignation. He closes his eyes before inhaling, slowly and deliberately. Rook steps back, her hands falling to the side as he aches at the absence of her touch. He almost instinctively reached out towards her, his fingers twitching with a strangled desire.

"I want this. Lucanis. You. Spite. All of it." The sudden confession cut through him like a blade. Such a simple sentiment, yet the weight of the words hung heavy in the air. As he met her gaze again, her eyes burn into his, unwavering and determined. As if she could convey every thing she felt through a single look. 

"You can walk away. If you want to. I hope you don't." She confessed as he looked away, an ache rising in his chest.

[littlemourningstarr]

Like Prey

Spite holds Lucanis like he's prey, and the Crow can't deny how much he loves it.

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Pairing: Lucanis Dellamorte x Spite

Tags: Frottage February!, frottage, biting, blood kink, clothed sex

It shouldn't have made sense, that Spite was above Lucanis, holding him down to his small bed, in the pantry. How could he hold him down when he only existed corporeally if he possessed Lucanis's body?

Yet he couldn't question it, as his demon rolled his hips, fully clothed just as Lucanis was, between his splayed legs. He looked down at the Crow with a face that was his and yet not- Spite's smile was different, his glowing eyes ethereal.

"So. Good. Feel so. Warm." His hips rolled again, his clothed groin rubbing against Lucanis's. The man arched, shoulders digging into the bed as Spite kept his hands pinned down, by the wrist. Why did it feel like Spite had the strength of a thousand demons? And why was it so good?

The demon leaned close to him, and Lucanis could feel his warm breath ghosting over his lips. He lifted his head, but Spite moved back, avoiding the kiss Lucanis tried to give him. Lucanis huffed, and Spite gave a rumbling chuckle that made Lucanis swear he was vibrating.

"Want. A kiss?" Lucanis nodded, as Spite continued to grind desperately into him. Lucanis's cock was leaking in his pants, pinned tight to his body by his clothing. He knew Spite just wanted him to admit he wanted it, wanted him- that it gave the demon a spike of joy to be desired.

"Spite," he managed, voice going a bit gravely. Lucanis tried for a kiss again, and this time Spite remained, let the Crow press to a mouth that mirrored his own. Spite kissed like he was rabid, in a way Lucanis didn't know someone could kiss.

Not that he had a lot of experience.

Spite pressed his tongue quickly into Lucanis's mouth, sliding along his own before tracing the points of his teeth. His hands tightened around Lucanis's wrists, nails digging into his skin. Lucanis whined around Spite's tongue, panting softly as he met each roll of the demon's hips, every grind into his clothed cock.

Spite pulled back slightly, just to bite Lucanis's lower lip, pinch it between his teeth. Lucanis felt a sharp spike of pained bliss race through him- nearly came as his own skin split, the tip of Spite's tongue prying at the wound.

A moment later and the demon's tongue was back in his mouth, tasting of iron. Lucanis sucked at it, as he felt Spite's nails break the skin at his wrists finally.

"Lucanis's blood. Is so. Sweet." The words rang with an adoration that had never been matched- not for Lucanis. Spite thrust against him harder, the demon panting heavily. "Makes me. Want to. Devour."

Spite finally let go of Lucanis's wrists, and he reached up, sank his hands into Spite's hair and pulled him down for a forceful kiss. Lips slick from his broken lip, Lucanis moved with ease against his demon, as he lifted a leg, hooked it up over Spite's hip to change the angle. Maker, if their clothes were gone Spite could had slipped right inside him…

Spite broke the kiss, tossing his head back and howling his joy, lips smeared with Lucanis's blood. Lucanis could feel the way the demon's cock pulsed in his clothing, as he shook.

Spite tipped his head back down, eyelids heavy as he took only a moment to collect himself, before he bent onto Lucanis's neck, hips thrusting and grinding hard as he dragged his bloody lips up along the Crow's neck.

"Smells so. Wanton. Want to. Come?" Spite dragged his teeth along Lucanis's pulse, before he opened his jaw wide and bit down. Lucanis shuddered, back bowing at the pain shot through him, his vision blotting white. Spite held on with his teeth like Lucanis was his prey, his mate- a lover and a carcass. "Want Lucanis. To come. To feel good. Only for me. Only for Spite." He growled his own name, and Lucanis moaned, body shaking as he could feel his orgasm clawing close- his cock ached so badly, his belly in such tight knots he swore his muscles were going to tear.

Spite dug into his neck again, teeth fitting back into the grooves they had left behind, and Lucanis bared his throat, head dropped back as he shouted, his orgasm finally taking hold. His cock throbbed as cum pulsed into the soft fabric of his underwear, the wet heat leaving him shuddering as Spite held him by the throat.

Lucanis collapsed, even as his muscles were still contracting and relaxing softly, mewling as Spite relaxed his jaw and traced his tongue along the grooves his teeth had left. "Good," Spite crooned, nosing at Lucanis's throbbing neck, as the Crow panted. "So good. Just for me. Just for Spite. All mine."

Spite lifted his head and Lucanis turned, caught his mouth in a lazy kiss. His lip stung as he felt it begin to bleed again, as he felt nearly outside himself, floating, the room and world around him going soft, soft-

Lucanis awoke with a start, his face pressed into his pillow. He grunted, shifted slightly- grimaced because there was a warm stickiness in his underwear. His body was still thrumming with the ends of an orgasm.

He rolled over, staring up at the dark ceiling with bleary eyes, all of his candles having burnt out. Inside his skull, he could hear Spite, humming in this sort of static approval.

He reached up, pressed his fingertips to his lip, and winced. He pulled them away, could just see a wet, dark smudge that had to he blood. As he stared at his fingers, he heard Spite's rumble of a laugh in his head, the vibrations of it sneaking into the notches between his bones.

"Mierda, how do you manage this?" He muttered, knowing the demon wouldn't give him an answer. Whatever sorcery the demon used to worm into Lucanis's dreams, to give him the sort of pleasure that seemed to transcend into the waking world, he wished he could have just a touch of it.

If only to be the one to pull Spite into a dream-trance and return just a moment of the rapture he seemed to experience in the few moments he allowed himself to sleep.

[bleakheathland]

My lovely gremlin😄💜

my one and only headcanon with him.

[tharannas]

I love you Anders but you really need to step up your game

DO NOT REPOST, I WILL CURSE YOU

[snarkspawn]

did I doodle this mostly so I had an excuse to draw this spite reaction image?

(YES HAHAHA YES!!!)

[miurgen]

[bleakheathland]

😳🤌🍑

teia armor mod

[ashprince-of-bel-air]

Just third degree yearns for all my fictional husbands.

[companionquest]

good morning to 40 year olds who act 80, bisexual terrorists, autistic empaths, insomniac assassins, and everyone else who’s got the spirit

[psin314]

spite is like their naughty little cat.

[dread-red-queen]

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[sisifroggy]

I love how if you flirt with Davrin, Assan cock blocks you and when you flirt with Emmrich, Manfred cock blocks you but when you flirt with Lucanis, Spite is all for it so Lucanis has to cock block himself. What a man

[hextechmaturgy]

bioware... please let me kiss the demon too...

[paragonraptors]

hyperphantasia davrin vs aphantasia lucanis

[beaulesbian]

Emmrich & Lucanis banter about/with Spite because it's a very fun angle of conversation between them

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