#one of the things that drew me to him in tbe first place. no wonder i fell for him- oh speaking of. it's almost anniversary!

[dreamrecorder]

The words we keep

Soulmate au - first words tattoed on the wrist

Includes: Venti | Diluc | Kaeya | Albedo | Zhongli | Xiao | Childe

Mentions of suicide in Zhongli; angst and brief violence for Childe

Oh you're here- I mean! I'm sorry I didn't mean to take your spot!

The bard had guessed that he'd meet his soulmate either in Angel's Share, in Windrise, or at the hands of his statue in Mondstadt. But the latter two were more unlikely. But he doesn't mind sharing his space with you really. In fact, Venti would be more than willing to let you in his space. But lo and behold! He didn't think he'd meet you at the hands of his statue!

Nights prior, you always heard a voice singing songs of various emotions. The voice eventually led you to Barbatos's statue. When you looked up, you saw the bard in green. His voice was very calming and pleasant to hear, so you always visited the statue at night. Until recently, your curiosity grew. Why does the bard always stay there at night?

Seeing your relaxed form on his statue, hair swaying in the wind. Venti just went soft. "Quite the lovely view isn't it?" 

He didn't mean to surprise but you still did become surprised. He found it endearing. "Oh you're here- I mean! I'm sorry I didn't mean to take your spot!"

Ah- you scared them. Please don't do that.

Now who did he scare and what did he do to warrant his soulmate's first words to him? Diluc has always been aware that he can be intimidating and usually he doesn't mind that. But for you- he does give half a mind.

There was a new winemaker that Connor had hired and Diluc has yet to meet them. Connor had even commented that their methods were a bit unusual. But if it's enough to get the former's approval, then Diluc will see to this newcomer.

Diluc met you during the night, just at the edges of the Stone Gate that signifies the border between Mondtsadt and Liyue. The man was simply patrolling around the area for any hidden dangers. That's when he saw you, kneeling on the ground with a group of slimes surrounding you. Seeing your plight, Diliuc quickly ran and summoned his greatsword. With a few swipes imbued with pyro, the slimes hastily retreated. He was about to chase them off, but he was more concerned of your safety.

Diluc was about to speak when you cut him off as you stood up, dusting your clothes. "Ah- you scared them. Please don't do that."

Diluc was dumbstruck for a second. He did not expect to meet his soulmate right here right now. Seeing his stupefied look, you raised a brow. "Are… you alright, Sir Diluc?"

"Those slimes were about to attack you." Diluc pointed out. His reply made you chuckle a bit and shake your head to the sides. Did he say anything funny?

"No they were not. I was trying to befriend them so that I could use their slime concentrations for the winery."

Now Diluc was even more confused. Slime? For tbe winery? "Wait- you're the new-"

"Winemaker. And your soulmate if you're not yet aware. Come on, let's go look for those slimes! We can talk on the way about our… professional and not-so professional side of our relationship." And with that, you trailed to the path of the slimes with a smile on your face. As for the wine tycoon, he was still confused- like a lost puppy, but there was this gentle smile that landed on his lips as he followed you.

Yes, I am suffering and in need of a Pyro Vision. Soulmate or not, if you don't have a Pyro Vision- shoo.

The text tattooed on Kaeya's wrist always left him laughing. He just knows, that this was meant to be a comical moment. He can even imagine the moment he meets his soulmate just from these words alone. But of course, he does worry about your well-being. Kaeya had his guesses. Maybe he would meet you in Dragonspine or maybe- you were an unprepared tourist enduring the permafrost of Snezhnaya and he'd meet you there. Well- in the end, he's still amused at your winterish pain.

Sure enough, Kaeya was tasked to scout Dragonspine for any Fatui activity. He could feel it under his skin that he'll meet you any second now. As he traversed through the mountain path, he noticed a group of warming seelies hovering over… someone? And that someone is shivering immensely. The captain grinned.

You heard footsteps approaching but you stayed in your crouched position, determined to preserve your body temperature. The seelies were helping, sure, but they were not enough to counter the coldness your Cryo Vision emanates. Damn it. Just because you're a cryo user doesn't mean you're immune to sheer cold.

The footsteps stopped and you snorted at the words the stranger spoke, "Could this possibly be my soulmate suffering in the cold and in need of a Pyro Vision?"

You huffed, you didn't want to meet your soulmate in this kind of situation. But it happened anyway, much to your dismay. Still crouched, you managed to turn to face the man as seelies continued hovering around.

"Yes, I am suffering and in need of a Pyro Vision. Soulmate or not, if you don't have a Pyro Vision- shoo."

Now actually hearing it from you made Kaeya laugh hard. If he was already amused just from the ink on his wrist before, Kaeya's now even more so deeply amused. You muttered sadist on his way. Deciding he's had enough a good laugh for today, the captain gave you his fur coat and a warming bottle. "Come on, let's get you some place warm, yes?"

You're not the only one! I actually did one for you, too!

When his mind is not occupied by hus studies, it would often drift ink embedded on his wrist. Everytime Albedo does so, he would often wonder what did the two of make for each other that would lead to you eventual meeting.

The Windblume Festival arrived, and of course, so will tourists from other lands. Usually, Albedo would simply pay no heed to the ongoing festivities and their participants. But this time- things were different. You unknowingly caught the alchemist's eye. There was this sudden itch in his hands- and Albedo knew he had to sketch you form. However, before he could even approach you- you left to another direction.

He caught sight of you again the next day. You were reading a book on a bench, with the plaza fountain giving you a beautiful background for Albedo. Discreetly, the alchemist sat on a bench front of yours and began sketching. Unbeknownst by him, you were also entranced by his form and you, too, began sketching.

Albedo was first to finish- and like usual, he would give the sketch to the person he drew of even if they were strangers. As he walked, there was this certain nervousness that found way in his stomach. This never happened before. Why was he nervous?

Once close enough, Albedo cleared his throat and handed you his sketch, "I know this seems suspicious, but I want you to have this. You have a wonderful form."

You'd be lying if you said your heart did not stop a beat at his words. When you saw the paper he was offering you, you gasped at how he caught every detail of you. Bashful, you tore the page you were drawing on from sketchbook and gave it to him.

"You're not the only one! I actually did one for you, too!"

When your words reached his ears, Archons bless you as he gave you a genuine and joyful smile.

Please... don't touch my heart that wants to disappear.

When Zhongli fully embraced his mortal form, he didn't expect the universe to gift him a soulmate. Like a snake, ink slithered into words that gave his heart a certain sadness. Zhongli knew, you were suffering somewhere... Out there...

He saw you first at the highest peak of Guyun Stone Forest. Everything happened so quickly. One second he was watching your distant form from the beaches below then the next he knew- his heart dropped, the same way you willingly fell to the hands of death that waited in the sea. The archon did what he knew is right- and that is saving you.

To Zhongli, immoratlity can both be a blessing and a curse. When your skins touched, he knew you were of immortality. He could sense it. And he could also sense the tiredness that nest in your soul from the burden of immortality.

Once Zhongli landed on safe ground, that's when he spoke. "I won't ask why, however is this truly what you want?"

The way his words reflected the ink written on your wrist made you open your eyes wide. When the realization sank in- that this man is your soulmate, you began crying. You were tired of life- but this man- this man is now your lock away from your want for death. If you stayed with him- another cycle of seeing the people you love come and go.

"Please..." you begged, "don't touch my heart that wants to disappear..."

Your voice was sad and pleading- but Zhongli was a stubborn man, just like his element. He wanted to help you but not by giving your death. He wanted you to see life in a new light, hopefully with him by your side.

Excuse me... Here- for you. Qingxin.

Xiao was always resolute in his resolve that he has no need of a soulmate deemed by the universe. However, there are times that he would let his mind flutter around the concept. Specifically, around the words elegantly written on his wrist and his soulmate. Xiao would question why would you give him qingxin flowers in the first place. Other than that, there was also this underlying worry in his thoughts about you and the qingxin flowers. These flowers... they can only be gathered on high stone peaks. What if you slipped and fall?

This leads Xiao to have days where he just spends his time at the peaks of Jueyun Karst, looking out for any foolish person scale mountains just for qingxin. It's not because he's worried about you no- Xiao just doesn't want anyone die under his protection over Liyue. There has already been too much deat-

"Excuse me..."

At the voice, Xiao's head whipped to your direction with eyes wide in surprise.

"Here- for you. Qingxin."

There was this bored look in your face, but Xiao could see the worry in your eyes. Worry? Were you worried about him? Xiao frowned at the thought but still took the flowers from your outstretched hand.

"Foolish mortal... you could have gotten yourself hurt. Climbing peaks just for qingxin..."

... But still a small smile graced his lips and your heart melted.

"Thank you."

You're the only person I recognize whose eyes resemble the deep blue ocean.

The words tattooed on his wrist always left Childe questioning about his soulmate and what led them saying these words. Somehow- imagining the possible scenarios always makes him melt. This string of words- it never fails him to bring a sense of comfort in his heart. Childe learns of yoir existance during a mission.

The mission was to assasinate a captain of the Knights- you. He observed you for days and took note how you're silent and alone for the most part but kind to the people who approach you- he almost feels bad for having to kill you. The day came when he had to kill you. It was supposed to be a quick kill- but he should know better. You were a captain for a reason, so you fought back. However, in the end, Childe was stronger as he wrap his hands around your fragile neck. Another second, he'd have you dead- until a child's voice cut through- your little brother. The way your eyes watered up at the sight of your only family. Seeing the hurt in your eyes, Childe's thoughts went overdrive- No- nonononono way I'm killing in front of a kid- He simply can't- he was reminded of his little brother, too. With a wavering will to disobey orders, Childe let you go and retreated to the night,

"Don't think this is the last time you'll see me."

Like a shattering glass- the words he uttered made your heart shatter like glass...

Childe saw you again, this time in Liyue. When your gazes meet- there was a shock that passed through with tension suddenly gripping your necks. Childe swore he hid much of his identity physically that night- but he knew you recognized him. He managed to corner you in Yuehai Pavillion by swooping into an empty seat right in front of you. There was a tense moment and an oppresive air. He noticed how your hands were ready to grab your weapon. "How did you recognize me?"

You carefully thought of your words. And when you did reply, Childe have never felt so much despair until today. "You're the only person I recognize whose eyes resemble the deep blue ocean."

Back before he knew you- these words always comforted Childe- but now? Childe felt chills in his spine as despair clouded his mind. Why would the universe decide to have person he was supposed to kill his soulmate.

Similarly, his heart also shattered.

A/N: Look!!! I got meself some banners ksks---- this is all Childe's fault rawr

[ladykissingfish]

A Date with an Angel // Part One // Kakuzu and Deidara

((Note: This is a new little mini-series I’m working on at the request of an Anon, about all of tbe guy’s going on a date with Konan. I was just going to put everyone’s together in one post but it’d be way too long, so each post will feature at least two of the guys.))

“So what’s this meeting about, Leader? And where is Konan?” It’s Kisame who asks the question, but everyone is curious about the answer. It was rare for Nagato to get them all out of bed so late at night for a meeting; they all assumed something catastrophic must have happened. As if reading their minds, Nagato clears his throat and says, reassuringly, “There is nothing wrong. I’ve called you here to discuss Konan. I’m sure you’ve all been observant enough to notice how Konan has been acting differently as of late?” All of the boys bow their heads in embarrassment; in truth, none of them have noticed anything “off” at all about the pretty blue-haired lady. When Nagato first informed his group of for-hire mercenaries and bodyguards that he was bringing his old friend into the house that they all shared, none of them had been very enthusiastic, to say the least. “A woman means we can’t walk around naked anymore!” “She’ll probably nag us to pick up and keep the house clean!” “That means no more dirty jokes, no nudie mags, no —“ But Nagato wasn’t hearing it. He moved Konan in, giving her his own bedroom (which was the nicest in the house AND the only one with its own connected bathroom) and told her to make herself at home. Which she did ... and making herself at home wasn’t ALL she did. She managed to turn the old house into a home, a home that she cleaned, a home that she cooked meals for everyone in, a place (and a face) that the others looked forward to seeing after coming home from a long (and often brutal) day. She was always there when somebody needed stitching up, or a hot meal, or just somebody to talk to. But now ... “She’s been feeling depressed as of late.” Then Nagato tells them something they didn’t know; the reason he asked her to live with them in the first place was because he didn’t want her to be alone, after the sudden death of her boyfriend (and Nagato’s best friend) Yahiko. It’s been almost a full year since his passing, but seeing as how the pain is still fresh in her mind, the upcoming “anniversary” of his demise has left her feeling very down. “So here’s what I want you all to do, every day this week, I want one of you to take Konan out of this house, to somewhere that she’ll enjoy herself.” “You mean like a date?” Nagato shakes his head, “She might not be receptive to that word. Instead frame it as an outing between two friends. The point being, take her away from here and make her happy. She deserves at least that much from us, for all that she does for us. Agreed?” Everyone agrees, and then Nagato provides a hat and writes everyone’s name on a slip of paper, to determine the order in which they’ll be asking Konan out. First up?

Kakuzu

Nagato drew Kakuzu’s name out first, which the nonagenarian wasn’t quite happy about. Kakuzu is the oldest member of Nagato’s group, and the smartest with money, which is why he’s been made the group treasurer. Any possible expenses for jobs taken have to be run through and approved by Kakuzu, and he’s known to be very frugal and careful with the group’s fund. While he likes Konan and appreciates all she does for the group, he has never been on a “date” in his life .. and certainly didn’t intend to start now. Nevertheless, when he approaches her and asks her to spend the day with him, she seems very surprised, but receptive. As expected, this man does not intend to do anything with Konan that will put him under any kind of financial strain. Free is the way to be, and you can bet that Kakuzu will already have a list of places or events in his head that don’t cost a penny to attend. For their date, he decides to take the lovely lady to a classical music concert in the park. The weather is beautiful and the park isn’t that far from the “base”, so they walk there. Konan chatters away happily the whole time, which Kakuzu more or less tunes out. He’d rather be back at home reading a book. But once they get to the park, and they spread out the blanket that Konan’s brought and sit, things change. The music is really beautiful, but not more so than Konan’s dreamy face, as she listens and sways along to the peaceful melodies. She’s also packed them a lunch, which Kakuzu nibbles at and appreciates (and not for the first time) how good of a cook she is. One song is so gorgeous that Konan can’t keep still, and she gets to her feet and holds out her hand, asking Kakuzu to dance with her. For the first time in years, he blushes. To be asked to dance by such a pretty young woman ... he stands, and the two move carefully around their little area. Seeing them dance awakens the desire in others, and pretty soon everyone is stepping around to the music. He will, maybe for the first time in his life, feel a bit insecure. He and Konan are only friends, but ... he sees the way everyone is looking at them. He can read their thoughts almost as if they’re being spoken aloud: What’s a pretty young girl doing with an old man like that? At some point in the afternoon, Kakuzu spots a souvenir stand and, seeing as the little trinkets aren’t too expensive, goes to pick one out for Konan. As he stands there, he can overhear a younger man walk up to Konan, shamelessly hitting on her, in fact telling her to “ditch grandpa over there and come back to my place for a good time, sweet-cheeks.” Kakuzu watches as the guy puts a hand on Konan’s arm, and he’s about to go and defend her when Konan takes the guys hand, pulls, and flips him clear over her shoulder and damn near across the park ((stunning the onlookers, and, especially, Kakuzu)). Kakuzu quickly turns back around and takes his souvenir (which is a keychain with a tiny glittery pink penguin on it) up to the table to buy. Konan comes up as he’s pulling out his wallet, and, leaning up, gently kisses his cheek, making him blush once again. Walking back home in the twilight, it’s much colder outside than when they first arrived, and Kakuzu takes off his jacket and drapes it over Konan’s shoulders, which provides her with wonderful warmth. She holds on to his arm all the way home, telling him what a nice time she had with him. They get back to base and Konan spends the entire night gushing to everyone else about their time, how fun it was, how great of a dancer Kakuzu is. Kakuzu tries to act gruff and nonchalant about this but inside, he’s beaming. In the days that follow, he’ll stop and smile every time he sees Konan’s keys hanging up, with the little glittery pink penguin dangling off the ring.

Deidara

Deidara is the second name drawn, and he’s happy about this. He’s the youngest of the group at 19, with long blonde hair, vibrant blue eyes, and a flair for all things “artistic”. He has no less than 10 piercings in each ear, and a self-designed tattoo on his chest. He’s often referred to by the others as being smart, but “really immature“, to which he disagrees. The problem with Deidara is that he has a mind that speeds ahead faster than the average person can deal with, and he often acts on impulse or feeling rather than logical thought. Still, he’s a valuable, strategic member of Nagato’s group ... even if he can be annoying at times. When not working, he’s the type who likes to have a fun time, no matter who he’s with; and Konan has been lots of fun to hang out with in the past. Although ... as far as he can recall, the two of them have never exoerienced a one-on-one outing with each other. Luck is on his side; he sees that there’s a carnival in town and he immediately asks Konan to go with him. She tells him that she has no money and he tells her not to worry about it, HE has money, just go with him because he hates doing fun things like that alone. She asks him if he means go with, on a date, and he gets flustered because Nagato had specifically mandated that they don’t let Konan know what all of this is. BUT, the other hand, he’s never been on a “date” in his life so, why not? “Yeah, hm. Me and you, pretty lady. What do you say?” She ends up saying yes, and the two set out for an afternoon of fun. Konan learns that Deidara is a competitive spirit, and he finds joy in playing the games. He manages to make a giant balloon explode in one game, and in turn wins Konan a huge stuffed giraffe that she needs both arms to carry. He buys her an abundance of fare sweets, such as cotton candy and funnel cakes, and then come the rides. Tilt a whirl, the go-carts, and the Fun House has them both shrieking near-hysterical laughter in the Hall Of Mirrors. Towards early evening, the fair grounds evoke a different atmosphere, as everything blooms into colorful lights. The Ferris wheel looks particularly enchanting, with its pink and blue globe-lights, and Deidara asks Konan if she wants to get on. But she’s a bit apprehensive about this, as heights aren’t really her thing. But Deidara’s eagerness and the beauty of the contraption appeal to her, and she finds herself (along with her giraffe) getting into one of the swinging cars with the excited blonde. They move higher and higher up into the sky, as the cars below them are filled with people, and although Konan is putting on. a brave face, a little jolt makes her jump. “Are you scared?” She gives him a shaky laugh. “N-no. Just startled.” “You’re sure? Because I can ask the guy to let us back off.” But again she shakes her head. once the last customers are loaded, the Ferris wheel starts up and Konan immediately moves closer to Deidara, grasping his arm. She’s shaking, but rather than point this out to her, Deidara begins talking to her, calmly, quietly. Going over all the fun things they did that day, and how much he appreciates her coming with him. Eventually Konan’s fears melt away and she’s able to fully open her eyes and take in the glorious night sky. Towards the end of the ride, their car is stopped at the very top as the people below them get off, and Konan takes the opportunity to move even closer and gently kiss Deidara’s cheek. He blushes fiercely, asking, “What was that for?” and she replies “I was feeling down earlier today. You asked me to come here with you and you made my whole day brighter. So thank you.” Her words give *him* a bright, warm feeling in his chest; one that stays with him as they get off the Ferris wheel, as they go home, and when he takes her to her room door. She’s holding her stuffed giraffe in her arms, and she’s chattering about where she’s going to put it, but Deidara is barely listening; all he can focus on is her soft-looking lips. This woman is his friend, and ONLY a friend, but — “Um, Konan?” “Yes” “Don’t laugh but, um, t-tonight was my

first date, with a girl. And I was wondering if — I mean you don’t have to if you don’t want to, but I was wondering if maybe — maybe I could —“ But Konan interrupts him with a feather-touch of a kiss to the lips. Deidara’s cheeks flush and he mumbles a “Thank you” before stumbling down the hall to his own room. The smile on his face follows him into his dreams.

[stardancerluv]

Tease

Part 7

Summary: You and Roman Sionis have started a relationship. There is a certain level of cat and mouse between the two of you, even if you are turning more into a cat these days.

Warning: Torture, daddy kink, stripping, blowjob, some fluff.

Roman Sionis x Reader

“Are we having fun tonight?” Roman hollered, as he walked back to the other two that still hung from the ceiling. His arms were out spread, only grunts escaped from around the tape gags.

“Let’s see. “ He went and looked at each one. Then he grabbed the one on the left. “Jared, why the fuck did you not let us combine forces?” The man grunted. “What? I can’t hear you?” He chuckled.

Roman just shook his head. He made a fast slash across the man’s face from one side to another. “How dare you think you can send a man to blow up my girl and I? Did you really think you could fill my shoes?” The man wriggled in pain.

As you watched him, knots of excitement continued in your stomach now. Part of you was still trembling inside from what you did but somehow you felt like you could take on anything.

“You don’t have the stomach for any of this.” He paused, as you drew closer.

“Slash him again, Roman.” You whisper.

He smirked as you encouraged him. “Alright.” This time when he reared back he slashed at the man’s stomach.

You watched as the red, blood welled up and began dripping down. As the pain intensified he wriggled and the blood began to fly. You stepped back.

“Ew. Now you are just making a mess of things.” He stepped back with you. “Victor, end him.”

The other one just shook and at this time was weeping. Going over to him, Roman saw the tears. “You are their bag man, you do their dirty jobs. You are fucking crying.” He shook his head. “Did ever care when others cried when they were within your grasp? Victor take care of this asshole.”

He wiped his knife on the weeping man’s shirt, closed it then tucked it back into his own pocket. He went over you. “Kitten let’s get the fuck out of here. I’m bored.

You happily, went to his side. Once outside he pulled you close. “Do you have any idea how good you looked?”

You giggled. “No.”

“Very.” Then he kissed you.

*****

“Roman?” You brushed his wet strands out of his hair. Loving the sight of him looking ruffled.

Hmmm? He slid you a look, as he made a questioning face.

You enjoyed just being cuddled up to him in the back as the lights of Gotham passed the two of you.

“Can we go up to the roof?” You gave him a mischievous look.

“Sure. We may just have to make a quick stop at my office or just merely get into the penthouse.” He winked at you.

You took Roman’s hand and placed it over your racing heart. “Who do I belong to?”

He smirked. “You are mine.” He growled.

You gently dragged his hand across and down your body. Opening yourself, you moved his hand so he could cup you. “Then hold what you own and feel what you do to me.” He squeezed you hard making you wince with pleasure. “Please, indulge me and go up to the roof.”

“Open a little further.” He moved his hand just so it hold you all the better. “Relax your legs till I say stop.”

“Stop.” You did, it added just the right amount of pressure, his thumb grazed you. It pulled a soft sound from you.

“Y/N, since you are mine, if I wanted to I could demand that you get me off right here and now.” He hissed.

You quivered, biting your bottom your lip you felt yourself grow wetter. “I know.”

“I don’t want my queen to feel cheap. So I will wait despite aching for you.”

You reached between his legs as exhilaration shot through you as you felt how hard he was.

“Oh, you are quite hard.” You whispered. He squeezed you again.

“Kitten, it is not a good time to tease me.”

You smiled and went back to being cuddled up to him. He felt him reach around and grab his phone.

“Is Anton, Roman here. I want you to bring one of the bottles of champagne up to the roof, along with say two of mine and two of Y/N’s drinks.”

“Yes! I know its raining.” Exasperation filled his voice but as it did he slid a finger into you. “Just put them on one of the tables that are under the gazebo.”

He met your eyes, loving how you squirmed under his touch. “Also bring up a fruit tray.”

“Thank you!” You shouted out.

“Hear that, Y/N is saying thank you! We’re about ten minutes out. Get to it.” Then he stuffed the phone back into his pocket. He saw your expression. “What?” The look of innocence washing over his face.

“Fuck you, Roman Sionis!” You practically growl but it sounds like a whimper before kissing him.

He kissed you back, he always enjoyed the taste of you. He chuckled. “I can tease just as hard.”

*****

Your heals clicked as the two of you ran from the car, to the club “Roman, I feel so silly.”

He hushed you. “I don’t want see anyone, I can’t be bothered with pleasing everyone tonight. I just want time for the two of us. You felt as if the two of you were sneaking in after curfew, as the two of you looked before making a run for the elevator. Tonight, the dynamic between you two had changed, you could feel it. It iswxcited you to your core.

It dinged and you two hurried in, Roman immediately hit the button to close the doors. Looking through your wet strands you, saw Roman’s now ruffled hair, strands sticking each way from the rain and running the two of you did. You itched to touch it. He caught you looking at him and smirked.

“You better get over here baby.” He gestured you with both hands as he leaned against the far corner of the elevator. You could taste your desire for him as he looked at you like that.

“So can you finally tell me now what you have planned?”

“You will have to wait and see.” You gave him a half smile.

You rested both hands your head against his chest as the two of you let the elevator climb its way to the roof.

*****

“That’s my chef.” Roman smiled as I looked be saw tbe spread that Anton had put out with his assistants. Everything was as it should, the cocktails were there along with the champagne and the fruit platter. He even had lit the fire pit since it was on fact raining along with some candles, that bad been nice touch.

“Roman, daddy go...sit enjoy one of your drinks ,” you urged.

“Alright.” Going over he lounged, like a lazy powerful cat legs And crossed casually sipping at his drink. He unbuttoned his suit jacket to be even more comfortable. He had put some fruit on plate, he grabbed a strawberry and nibbled at it. A sigh came from his lips, you did love these quiet moments just between the two of you without curious or judging eyes.

You went over and leaned against the far wall, of the gazebo he had especially built so they could have shelter from sun or in this case the rain. He saw you giving you a smile. “You dressed me today.”

“I did.” He smirked.

“I liked it.” You paused as you ran your hands from the collar to eventually smoothening the skirt.

“Now allow me to show you what I wore underneath it all for you.”

He watched as you untied the belt, slipping from the jacket. “You had discovered these much too soon.” You demurely, showed him where the garters held your stockings in place on your thigh before pushing down the skirt till it felt beside the suit jacket.

“Damn baby.” He said as he watched you, he finished the last of his first cocktail. “You chose very well for daddy.”

Languidly, you reached skyward as you stretched going on your tip toes still in your heals. Your blouse rode up a little. Reaching behind you, you easily unhooked your bra. Your breasts were still full and tight against the silky blouse you had worn. All of your wonderful womanly curves were there for Roman. Lastly, reaching back, you took off your heals.

You went over to him every part of you was attuned to him, you wanted him more then ever. All that had happened tonight made you exhilarated in ways you could not explain. You felt incredibly alive.

Reaching and gently you urged him to uncross his legs. Easily you went between his legs. With how he sat there, he looked like the king that he was.

“My pretty girl. Look at you.” Reaching over, he let his hand drift down and caress you over you shirt. More of it stuck to you due to the rain. You made a soft sound, loving his touch moving along with his touches.

With his other hand, he reached and grabbed He one of your cocktails. “Do you want some?” You nodded.

“Open your mouth, baby.”

Leaning against him, you did and gently he pour some into your mouth. He made sure you were able to swallow it all.

“Are you hungry baby?” You nodded.

He gave you a smile, first he offered you a strawberry then a few blueberries, “There’s my baby.” Holding a small stem of the grapes he let you bite those off.

“That is good for now,” You told h you know I would im demurely as you grabbed his second drink. “Here you go.” You gave it to him with a smile.

As he took a sip you gently took the hem of your blouse and slipped it over your head.

Not wanting to break the kiss, but you gave him a demure look as you reached over, then handed him his other martini. As he drank it you let your hands caress your way up his legs. Though you waited in touching him where you were sure he wanted you to touch him as much as you wanted to.

Letting, your hands continued to move over him. He finished his drink. Sitting closer, you let yourself brush against his, as your hand found his knife nestled there. Reaching in, you wrapped your fingers around his knife and took it out. “I loved using this today. But I need it for a moment longer.” Shifting you stood, opening his knife so it was fully open, you let the rain wash it clean.*

“Oh? And what could you possibly need it for?”

You then very barely let it graze your skin, you were very aware of how sharp it was. Easily you traced the edge of where the panties sat, you pulled it away from you, then you let the blade slice. The panties fell to the ground by your feet.

Walking over you closed his knife with a metallic click, then you handed it back to him. In a move that took your breath he took it and managed to pull you to him and onto his lap with a gasp.

“This where you fucking belong.” He wrapping and his arms around you, he kissed you hard on the lips. He reinforced who was in control with that kiss that made your melt.

His hands wandered, making you breathless as wandered where they would come to rest. You gasped and called out as he snapped one of the garters. “That hurts.” You whimpered at how it smarted but it also excited you, he knew this.

“You have been so bad, teasing daddy.” He snapped another garter. “Daddy practically cam in his pants watching you. Would you have wanted that?”

“No.”

“Daddy is only suppose to cum in or on you, whether its here.” He said, idly as his thumb caressed your lower lip and you jumped as he cupped you. “Oh in here.”

You licking your lip, you took his thumb into your mouth. You nibbled and sucked on it alittle. You looked at him coyly, you pulled a loud moan from him, it pull a moan from him as he ground you against his hard on that you had felt growing under his

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