#romangodfreyfluff

[bonniebird]

Requested By Anon

Warnings: Threesome, masturbation, watching, swearing

“Peter.” You called out as you finished the trek from Roman’s house to Peter’s. The boy swung open the door to his trailer and hopped down the steps to sweep you into a bear hug.

“Thought you were hanging out with your friends?” Peter asked as he shook a beer that he’d been drinking before you arrived and slumped into his hammock, offering you a spot next to him.

“Nope and Roman weren't in so I came to see you.” You hummed and he chuckled.

“Oi Peter you in?” You both looked over to see the lanky boy stroll into the garden, smirking when he set eyes on you. “So the twins say you don’t want to hang out because you’ve never been to a sleepover.”

“Shut up Roman.” You huffed blushing and turned away from him only for Peter to see your flushed face.

“Wait you’ve never had a sleepover?” Peter asked with a laugh.

 “Urgh no ok, why is it so weird?” You huffed.

“I guess it’s not, you don’t really have many other friends.” Roman muttered, grinning when you pouted.

“You can sleepover at mine.” Peter offered.

“Or we could all sleep in my huge house.” Roman huffed quickly as he glared at Peter.

“Ok.” You muttered quietly.

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 You were perched on the edge of Roman’s huge bed, your pyjama shorts leaving enough of your legs bare to appreciate the expensive sheets underneath you.

“Pick a movie.” Roman grunted as he headed into the bathroom and chuckled at the remote.

 You were flicking through tv channels when Peter arrived, making your eyes widen when your friend stripped down to his boxers and slid in opposite Roman’s side of the bed. Roman emerged wearing joggers and sunk into his bed, moving you until he was comfortable, grabbing the controller and changing the channel.

“This movie sucks.” Peter grumbled as his hand landed heavily in your lap. You were lent against Roman’s chest while your legs were slung over Peter’s, the three of you taking up the entirety of Roman’s bed.

You’d been slowly falling asleep when warm fingertips played with the hem of your shorts, your eyes snapped open and you looked over to Peter whose eyes were on his hand as he continued to tease your thighs with gentle squeezes and glanced up at you with a wide Wolfe grin.

Roman noticed you fidgeting and glanced over at the two of you, pushing the thin straps of you top down until it fell down and tugged you down across his lap, kissing down to your chest.

“Shit Roman, I was just going to play with her a bit!” Peter chuckled as Roman’s tongue trails around a hardening nipple.

He smirked at Peter when you whimpered and wriggled due to both boys teasing your body but neither actually touching where you wanted them. Roman pulled away and watched your face as Peter slowly circled your clit, before dragging his fingers through your folds and sliding two fingers inside you.

Roman swallowed and began kissing you desperately when deep throaty moans began pouring from your lips, one hand tangled into your hair and the other thumbed your breasts making you whimper between moans.

“One of us should fuck her.” Peter said when he felt your walls beginning to clench around his fingers.

“Who’d you want princess?” Roman asked you as he ran his nose up your neck.

“Um… I urgh.” You couldn’t finish your sentence as Peter pulled your orgasm from you. He spread your legs and glanced at Roman who ran a long finger through your folds and sucked them clean before Peter lifted your hips and buried his face between your thighs.

“How about both of us?” Roman hummed while pressing sharp kisses to your throat. You’d slept with both Roman and Peter before but never in the same room, the idea had your body tingling.

“Yes please.” You gasped as you tried to concentrate on him.

The next thing you knew you were being flipped over as Peter kissed your thighs and rubbed his cock through you wet folds. Roman gently tugged your hair so he could look at your face as Peter slid into you, your moan catching in your throat as Peter pushed the whole of his length inside you before pulling out and ramming back in.

“God (Y/N), so wet and tight… such a good girl to take me all.” Peter grunted as he found a steady pace and soon had your eyes rolling.

 Roman licked his lips and pumped his length as he watched Peter rut into you roughly. When you kissed his tip he groaned but pulled you away as he continued to pump up and down.

Almost as soon as Peter had come Roman was jealousy tugging you into his lap so you could ride him. He lovingly watched you move up and down on him, his hands on your hips, helping you keep a steady pace and yours on his shoulders.

Peter lay on his back as he watched you ride his friend, resisting the urge to join in as your eyes began to roll. Roman’s touch was unusually gentle like he was trying to make up for the bruising touches that Peter had left on you.

You whimpered, both boys knowing that you were close. They both chuckled when you found it impossible to continue and Roman began thrusting up into you, both of you panting and moaning, Peter smiled when he caught your eye and sat up, kissing your breast and lapping his tongue against your nipple as his hand played with the other.

A few rolls of your clit between Roman’s fingers had you coming hard and Roman followed quickly. You flopped down onto Roman’s chest while Peter kissed your back, gently massaging as he went.

“I think I like sleepovers.” You mumbled and both boys burst into laughter.

[bonniebird]

Roman x Fem!Reader Smut

Requested By Anon

Warnings: Smut, sex, fingering, oral

Being friends with Roman had its down side. All the girls that liked Roman would shun you, leaving you out when it came to parties or shopping sprees. This weekend was no different, Roman had been invited to several parties while you’d been invited to none, he’d be going to the loudest and biggest party on the list.

You were sitting in bed with a bowl of popcorn while you watched movies on your tv. Your attention was drawn away from the TV when you noticed Roman watching you from the doorway of your room.

“Hey Roman, what’re you doing here?” You asked quietly.

“It wasn’t fun without you.” He slurred. He climbed into your bed and flopped his head into your lap as he closed his eyes, your fingers stroking into his hair, letting his arms wrap his arms around your legs. 

He must have slept for hours because when he finally woke up you’d become so used to having him asleep on your lap you jumped. He groaned and slid his hands up and down your thighs as you flipped through the tv channels to find a new film.

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“Roman I’m bored there’s nothing on.” You moaned.

“I can think of something fun.” Roman mumbled, looking up at you from your lap with a mischievous glint in his eyes.

He licked his lips and slid a hand under you, shifting just enough to pull your cotton shorts and throw a leg over his shoulder. You were half convinced you’d fallen asleep, the thought of your best friend ever being interested in you made you want to laugh. 

But here he was, kissing your inner thigh watching as his fingers slide through your folds, humming happily that you’d let him touch you in the way he’d wanted to do for years.

A glance up rewarded him with the sight of you attempting to keep you back from arching off the bed, nipples clear to him through your thin tank top and your lip swollen as you bit down to stop the trail of moans falling from them.

His fingers sought out your clit, wanting to be rewarded with the delicious sounds of you giving into him, but all he got was a breathy gasp. Frustrated he delved his fingers into your core as his mouth latched into the sensitive bud, sucking harshly as his fingers pumped into you, the only thing changing was the grip you now had on his hair.

He couldn’t understand it, his quick, sloppy and rough foreplay had always gotten other girls off with their moans and begging. That’s what he imagined you’d do if he ever got his hands on you, his tongue gently eased over the bundle of nerves as he thought and you completely came undone at the touch, he grinned and began touching you softly.

Your walls clenched around his fingers and he quickened his pace, kissing your abdomen when you came, a wide smile on his face as he pulled away and watched the aftermath of his quick work. Once you came down he frowned, licking his fingers as he decided how to make you call out his name.

His eyes fell shut as you trailed your fingertips along his jawline, tempting him to fall forward and kiss your neck, rolling your shirt up to expose your chest to him. He groaned at the sight, his hands fumbling with his jeans as the sight of you bare for him had his hard on straining against the fabric.

“Roman?” You mumbled, blushing as his gazed wracked over your body, you moved your hands to cover yourself when he didn’t say anything.

“You're perfect.” He said thoughtfully. He didn’t give you time to be embraced, stripping off his clothes before joining you on your bed, his mouth found yours as he moved your legs around his waist.

The only sound in your room was the faint panting from you and Roman, the sound of skin slicked against skin and the continuous tick of the clock. Both of you let the other explore your bodies, neither admitting that you’d wanted to do this for a long time.

 Roman’s fingers trailed over your skin as he sucked gently on one of your nipples while his fingers twist and tease the other. The feeling of his hands on you and the gentle thrusts of his hips, his member hitting your sweet spot with each jerked movement, had you falling closer and closer to your second orgasm that night.

When you finally clenched around him he pulled back, watching your eyes roll, his name falling from your lips mixed with profanities. The sight had him following quickly, thrusting through his own high to give you the most pleasure he could.

“Much better than a party.” Roman grunted as he lent his forehead against yours, kissing you softly as he rolled off you and pulled you against his chest.

[bonniebird]

Roman x Reader

Requested By @twilight-loveer

Part One

Shelly waved when Anna let you into the house, waiting politely while you took off your shoes and set neatly on the porchway, following her up to her room as usual. 

After a few hours Roman came back with the boy who Letha and Shelly talked about, you could never remember his name, but he smiled and waved when you hurried to help Anna carry the drinks up.

“I thought you only came on a Wednesday.” Roan grunted and you blushed, recalling the last few times you’d come over, sharing award but thrilling moments with Roman who thought nothing more of it than a way to satisfy his boredom.

“We have some more stuff so I’m coming on the weekends too.” You muttered and hurried off.

“She’s cute.” Peter chuckled and vanished into Roman’s room whatever he said after became faint and too quiet to hear.

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“Hello Mrs Godfrey.” You mumbled politely and Oliva looked at you as if she’d only just realised you were there.

 “You’re here again, would you go tell Roman dinner to be ready in an hour, and if you wouldn’t mind telling me if the boy has left.” She sighed and decided you were rather pleasant if not only for the fact that you were well mannered and timid.

When you knocked on Roman’s open door you found it completely empty and, rather than face the terrifying Godfrey matriarch, you pattered across his room and knocked on the bathroom door.

“Um Roman it’s (Y/N) … your Mom said that dinner will…” you started.

“(Y/N) I can’t hear you, come in.” He called and you testily opened the door, blushing and looking away when you found him settled in the bath as if it was completely normal to invite someone in while you’re bathing.

 “Your Mom said dinner will be done in an hour.” You mumbled and went to leave as he leant forward.

“Hey, wait you came up you don’t wanna… I dunno get in with me?” Roman asked and you shook your head.

“I have to finish with Shelly.” You muttered and felt the fluttering heat that Roman caused whenever he tried or suggested anything start to blaze.

“Oh, alright then.” He watched you leave, deciding to stay in the tub just in case his offer lured you back up.

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 Roman frowned when he spotted you at the other end of the table with Shelly, both still working, Oliva was nowhere to be seen so he shrugged and sat down, watching you concentrate on whatever you were working on.

“Where’s Mom?” Roman asked just so he could get you to look at him.

“Oh I was supposed to say she went to see Pryce and that we’d eat without her.” The robotic voice of Shelly’s phone echoed around the room. 

“Well (Y/N) are you staying for dinner, I can take you home after.” Roman asked and you looked up from the book in front of you.

 “Um… I… maybe.” You blushed and Shelly smiled as she insisted you should stay, cleaning away the books you’d been studying from, leaning you and Roman alone as she went to put them away.

He pushed his seat back and pulled yours to face him, sliding his hands up your thighs, smiling to himself when he realised you were wearing the same dress you had been when he first got you alone.

“You’ve been avoiding me but you like the attention, are you going to leave me hot and bothered or be a good girl?” Roman drawled and you fidgeted in the chair and avoided answering until Shelly came back. “Fine, we’ll talk on the ride home.”

[bonniebird]

Naughty Little Thief

Warnings: Oral, Swearing

You chewed you lip nervously as you headed to the shower, the unmistakable sound of Roman Godfrey stomping through the front door, bounced off the tiles of your large bathroom. Perhaps he wouldn’t notice the missing painting, after all it wasn’t a subject he was passionate about and he had so many lavish paintings hanging on the wall he wouldn’t miss just one.

  You thought you were in the clear until Anna began talking to him hysterically. The hot water distracted you for a while, you were to distracted by the heavenly steam that filled the shower room that you missed Roman walking in, carefully making his way around the circular shower head that was suspended from the ceiling.

  “Who’d you sell it to?” Roman asked making you jump. He was still wearing his suit as he let his eyes run up and down your bare body, his eyes only meeting yours when you tried to cover yourself as best you could.

   “The pawn shop next to the diner in town.” You mumbled, he nodded and hurried down the little tiled ally that led to your bathroom and vanished from sight.

  With a relived huff you turned your attention back to the luxuriously warm water, convinced you’d managed to escape Roman’s foul mood, until your hair was tugged and Roman began nipping at your neck now shy of his clothes.

“So seeing as you stole something from me I guess you need to be punished but I’m not sure what it should be, how about… no more shopping sprees or visits to see Destiny.” Roman hummed as he kissed down your neck and slid his hands from your waist and up your sides. “Although there is one thing I want from you.”

    “W... what is it?” you asked nervously. He licked his lips and ignored your question, as his hands found your breasts and he began to need them gently, humming to himself when you gasped. Once he’d made up his mind he stepped away from you, Goosebumps dusting your skin, as you stiffened at the sudden loss of his body heat.

   “Turn.” He ordered, biting his lip when you did as you were told. “Stand here, kneel.” He said quickly, pointing to where he wanted you.

   For a moment he forgot that he was supposed to be stern and dominating as he watched the water run down your skin and hair, he smoothed his hands through your hair as he took a step towards you, momentarily stopping to run a thumb over your bottom lip.

   He snapped out of his daze when you darted out your tongue, licking his tip and batting your eyes innocently, He grunted as you sucked his thumb while he ran a hand over his hardened member and looked down at himself expectantly.

   “OH shit (Y/N)!” Roman grunted as you kissed his tip and licked a long strip from his base to his head before hallowing your cheeks and taking in as much of him as you could.

   He almost forgot that he was supposed to be punishing you, he was hypnotised by the view in front of him, pushing your damp hair from your face as he gripped the back of your head with his free hand and began to force your head to move faster.

   Each swirl of your tongue was rewarded with a throaty grunt, he thrust his hips faster as he began to tense, nearing his high his length twitched and you began moving you hand at his base even faster and soon warm liquid coated your mouth.

   “Fuck (Y/N).” He groaned as you continued to swirl your tongue and suck greedily.

   He smirked as he pulled out of your mouth and you licked the tiny dribble of cum that had escaped your mouth as he gripped your wrists and putting your arms around his shoulders, his hands running down your back, causing water to rivulet between his fingers.

  He kissed your roughly, biting and tugging at you bottom lip and hair, his hands squeezing where every they touched until you were a whimpering mess in his arms. His hands slowly travelled to where you wanted him to touch you most but just as you were closing your eyes, sinking into him, he chuckled and let you slide back to your knees.

  “I’m not touching you until you make up for stealing from me.” Roman mumbled as he stroked a hand through your hair and left the shower room to grab a towel.

   “But…” you said softly, pouting at him despite knowing it would have no effect.

  “You shouldn’t have been a naughty little thief (Y/N).” Roman called over his shoulder.

[bonniebird]

Warnings: Swearing

Requested By: @wanderlustnightwanderer

Part Two

Avoiding Peter and Roman wasn’t easy, after the night you’d spent together they wanted to continuously spend time with you, which hadn’t been a problem until now. You’d been sitting on your bathroom floor for so long your legs were numb.

The little plus sign on the white stick had left you unable to move an inch, even when someone knocked at your door you didn’t bother answering it, your phone vibrates every five minutes or so letting you know that you still had to find a way out of meeting Roman and Peter today. 

“Oi (Y/N), we waited all night for you and you’ve missed two days of work.” Roman yelled as he let himself into your flat, no doubt having played the super to let him in.

“Get lost Godfrey.” You snapped, jumping up from your bed and hurrying to the bathroom in an attempt to hide the box of tests that was chucked haphazardly in the room.

“Well fuck you then.” Roman grunted as he followed you. You thought you’d hidden the box well enough, leading the boy out of the bathroom and over towards your front door.

“I’m just super sleepy and I’m not feeling well.” You explained hopefully. Roman sighed and surprised you by pushing you back to your bedroom and demanding you get back in bed.

He stayed until you fell asleep, finally clearing your mind, so you could sleep properly for the first time in two days. When you woke Roman was gone and after a few minutes of looking you realised the test was gone as well.

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 Roman paced his room, whiskey glass filled with the thick amber liquid, as he paced the room and thought over what he could do. He wanted you and so did Peter, that is after all, how the plan to share you started so this could be his chance to get you to himself.

All he had to do is keep Peter out of the loop, convince you that he’d be better for you and the child, and move you into his house. He continued to pace long after his glass was empty and it wasn’t until someone knocked on the door that he was pulled out of his dark selfishness, coming face to face with Peter, who stood angrily on the doorstep.

“So what, you find out and fucking leave and not only that but you don’t bother telling me either.” Peter yelled at Roman who went to slam the door on him only to have the werewolf barge his way into the house.

“What are going to fucking do Peter, you and Destiney can’t even keep that flat you’re sharing, and you think you can provide for (Y/N) and a kid?” Roman snapped back at Peter.

“You know what, if you raise the kid it’ll end up like you being a nasty, stuck up bastard.” Peter shoved Roman who grunted and shrugged Peter’s hands away from him.

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 Neither Roman or Peter had spoken to you since you’d seen them last, although Peter was more worried about you than angry with the situation, you hadn’t expected them to turn up to talk to you.

“We should talk.” Peter said softly.

“Yeah we should.” Roman grumbled as he walked into the living room and made himself at home.

“Um sure thing.” You sighed nervously, walking with Peter to join Roman on the sofa.

No one spoke for a while, the tension was heavy in the air, it wasn’t until Roman sighed and lent forward that the silence was broken.

“We came up with a plan.” Roman sighed. “You’re moving in with me.”

 “If you want to.” Peter cut across Roman before he could finish. “We just figured it’s better than here, not that it’s bad it’s just you know.”

“Stupidly lavish and comes with servants.” You finished for him, you both snickered while Roman frowned as if he found nothing amusing about what you’d said.

“We want to help and we both… love you (Y/N).” Roman’s outburst had you stunned, never had you ever heard Roman say something so sincere to anyone but Shelly.

 “Yeah we're gonna help you figure this out and we’ll look after you both.” Peter muttered as he slid a hand onto your stomach.

[bonniebird]

Roman Godfrey X Fem!Reader X Peter Rumancek

Warnings: Smut, Threesome, Slight Bondage, Oral

The bus pulled up and you hurried on, pulling your hair over your face, hoping that no one would notice you. The bus pulled up at the second to last stop in Hemlock Grove and you could feel your heart racing, potential freedom within your grasp, until an irritated Peter boarded the bus and took a seat next to you, kissing your cheek as he settled into his seat.

“You really think hiding from a werewolf was a good idea… it didn’t work?” He muttered without looking at you. You jumped when a hand slid under your skirt and up your thigh as the bus started again.

“I wasn’t hiding.” You mumbled as his hand climbed higher and higher until his fingertips played with the edge of your panties.

“No you were running, Roman’s looking for you as well, I think once we get to the last stop we should wait for him.” The tone of his voice to you he wasn’t actually asking you, rather telling you.

Peter shushed you when he slid his fingers under your panties and began to tease your wet folds, causing you to whimper, and bit your lip in an attempt to silence yourself. His torcher continued until the bus pulled up at the last stop, he gripped your arm and tugged you from the bus, waiting for something.

“You two want a ride?” Roman asked with a dark smirk as he pulled up next to you both.

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 Roman licked his lips as Peter stopped you as soon as you walked through the front door and began to tug on your coat. He moved forward when Peter had unbuttoned your shirt, kissing and biting across your collarbone as his fingers found the zipper of your skirt which pooled around your feet.

“We told you if you ran away we’d have to punish you.” Roman muttered. “But because we love you so much… we’ll have some fun while we’re at it.”

You licked your lips as Roman slid off his tie, pausing as Peter’s hands slipped under your bra, massaging them, grinding his hard on against your ass. Your wrists were gripped behind your back as Peter stepped away and Roman’s silky tie was fastened around your wrists.

   Both boys smirked at each other and stripped Roman ran a rough finger against your lips as Peter kissed your neck from behind. He kissed you roughly as Peter bit down on your neck, catching the moan that fell from your lips, as Roman tugged your panties down your thighs and slicked his fingers through your wet folds.

Your body jerked against Peter when Roman pinched and rewarded himself with an amused chuckle, he held your gaze and swallowed, as he slid two fingers inside of you causing your head to drop against Peter’s shoulder.

“Roman stop playing with her.” He grunted before biting your bottom lip.

“Fine.” He said as he pulled away and sucked his fingers clean. “You’re gonna be a good girl for us right (Y/N)?” Roman cooed as he pulled you away from Peter and let his friend spread your legs.

“Yes Mr Godfrey.” You mumbled, making the boys groan.

“Good.” He said simply as he kissed you again before pulling your head down to his hard on. You glanced up and waited for him to tell you what to do, when he did no more than watch you, you licked a long strip from his base to his head.

“You know; I think my favourite sight in the world is her bent over in front of me.” Peter muttered, catching the condom that Roman tossed at him and slid it over his hardened member. 

Roman to his own member in his hand and played it across your lips, groaning whenever you kissed or licked him, eventually allowing you to take his head in your mouth. You moaned loudly when Peter slid into you and began thrusting harshly, causing you to jerk against Roman.

“Fuck (Y/N) … so good.” Peter hissed as he kept a steady pace. Roman started the same, his hands tangled in your hair so he could watch his length swallowed by you with each jerk of his hips.

Peter’s fingers found your clit as he felt you clench and his thrusts turned to deep rolls of his hips, burying himself to the hilt inside you. You began pumping the base of Roman’s member as you swallowed as much of him as you could, causing him to moan loudly.

“Fuck… She’s close aren’t you baby.” Peter grunted as his thrusts became desperate and he had to slide a hand onto your stomach to hold you up when your legs began to wobble.

Roman stayed silent and continued to fuck your mouth as he watched your eyes roll. His breath became rapid when Peter came with one last pathetic thrust and you followed after, groaning around Roman’s member. Peter gently tugged Roman’s tie from your wrists, kissing the skin underneath.

 “On your knees princess.” Roman ordered. You did as you were told and twirled your tongue around his length, sucking and humming around him, he twitched and soon hot cum squirted down your throat which you swallowed greedily. “Fuck (Y/N), such a good girl.” He grunted as he pulled away from your mouth and used his thumb to catch a dribble of cum that had escaped your mouth, he pushed it to your lips and you licked it off.

“You wanna go again?” Peter asked you as he lifted you up bridal style and glanced at Roman who was still looking at you.

“Yes please Peter.” You mumbled as he kissed you softly.

“I love you babe.” He whispered as he carried you towards Roman’s room. “You joining?” He asked Roman.

“Nah, you two have fun.” Roman said with a wink at you.

[bonniebird]

Peter x Reader x Roman

Requested By Anon

Reader Nicknames: Tomcat (Peter), Kitten/ Princess (Roman)

Peter and Roman were waiting for you to finish your football match, laughing at the idea of inviting you to one of Roman’s ‘fine balls’. You were the only girl in Hemlock Grove that would turn them down.

“Hey guys what’s up?” You asked still in your kit with your hair in a messy bun at the back of your head.

“You’re not getting in my car when you’re all sweaty.” Roman huffed but smiled at you when you hugged him and rubbed your sweaty forehead onto his shirt.

“So you're coming to Roman’s fancy party?” Peter asked as he shouldered your bag or you and slung an arm over your shoulders.

“Nope.” You said with the pop of the P and skipped ahead of the boys, grabbing Roman’s keys from his hand as you hurried past him.

“Here take this and you can get something to wear.” Roman muttered as he climbed into the car and moved you so you were sitting on Peter’s lap.

“Or you could buy a bigger car and me and Peter can stay home watching awful werewolf movies and pigging out on pizza.” You hummed with a cheeky grin.

“Sorry Tomcat I’m going.” Peter chuckled when you scowled at him.

“Traitor.” You huffed and took the black credit card that Roman had set on the dash board.

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 “I bet she’s used my card to get a pizza.” Roman muttered to Peter who was in jeans and a shirt while Roman was in a smart suit although he’d abandoned his jacket at the table he’d had reserved for the three of you. The two of them were lent against the bar waiting for you.

“Yeah, that or she’s kitted out her room.” Peter chuckled remembering the year before when Roman had offered to pay for her bedroom to be redecorated.

Before Roman could reply he saw you at the top of the stairs, he downed his drink and crossed the room, chuckling when Peter’s mouth dropped open a little bit. As soon as you saw him you carefully made your way down the stairs, gripping onto his arm in case your heels suddenly broke.

“You look terrified.” Roman snickered as you wobbled a little.

“You try dressing up like this.” You grumbled. “Why is everyone staring at me?”

“Probably because every other girl here’s uglier than you, except her but I think she’s a hooker.” Roman muttered.

 “Oh wow thanks Godfrey.” You grumbled with a pout, quickly re-joining your arms with Roman’s when you stepped away and instantly had two or three men smiling and attempting to approach you.

“Don’t worry kitten I’ll make sure they stay away.” Roman chuckled as he steered you over to Peter.

“Who knew you could brush up so nicely.” Peter said as Roman turned to the bartender and ordered you a fancy looking drink in a tall glass.

“You couldn’t find a suit?” You hummed as you took a sip and scrunched your nose.

You spent most of the evening rebuffing any men that approached you or smiling next to Roman who at one point let one of the older of his business associates to wrap an arm around your waist.

“Can we go home yet?” You sighed as you grabbed Peter’s arm, tugging on your heels and seeming to shrink an inch or two.

“Why aren’t you having fun, I’m pretty sure that guy over there asked Roman if he could rent you from him.” Peter laughed when you scowled at Roman who was watching the both of you carefully despite pretending to listen to the people who were talking to him. “Think he told him that you belonged to him.”

“Oh really?” You huffed smiling sweetly at Roman before grabbing Peter’s face and kissed him.

Peter’s hand found the back of your waist as you let him deepen the kiss, only pulling away when someone clears their throat. Roman was glaring at the two of you and Peter had to look away so he wouldn’t laugh.

[bonniebird]

Roman Godfrey X Fem!Reader

Requested By Anon

Warnings: Smut, jealousy

Warnings: Mentions of Roman paying for sex, general smutyness, mentions of young Roman stalking Reader, possessiveness, jealousy, swearing, public teasing, Reader get’s fired, comforting Roman

To say your relationship with Roman Godfrey was complicated was a dramatic understatement. It had started when you cheated on a test and risked being kicked out of primary school, Roman had caught you, and in exchange for his silence you owed him a favour.

You managed to escape Roman’s favour for a while until you wondered into a bar that he’d been banned from and begged you to sneak him in through the back. Thinking this would be a way to rid yourself of the constant internal reminder that you owed him something you obliged only for him to keep coming to you for help.

The unstable billionaire would trot after you, trying to keep you engaged as you went about your classes, this continued through high school and your time at collage despite dropping out of high school as soon as he passed his business class. Eventually you gave up on demanding that Roman stopped putting a hundred dollars a week into your bank account because you needed the money and no matter how much you begged him to stop he simply refused.

“Hey (Y/N) that Godfrey kids outside!” One of your co-workers yelled. You groaned and finished making the last coffee and handed it over to the customer.

“Can you give me a sec, he’s early.” You mumble to him and he nods, grabbing the apron you threw at him as you hurried to tell the impatient boy to wait.

“Godfrey, you’re half an hour early.” You said with a frown, he rolled his eyes and looked up at you expectantly.

“So, tell them you’re taking a break I only want you for a few minutes.” Roman’s arrogance flowed through his voice as his eyes scanned the short skirt and barista top you were wearing.

“No Roman you’ll have to wait or come back later.” You snapped only for him to lean out of the car and grab you.

“Will you just get in here and fuck me, I’ll come back after you finish and take you home.” Roman glared at you as if daring you to say know.

He knew you’d say yes, you always did when it came to what Roman wanted, you’d never admit it but when he wanted to Roman could be incredibly sweet. His hand slowly slid up your skirt and his thumb pushed its way under your panties, he grinned wickedly as you instantly caved to his touch and allowed him to circle your clit.

“Roman I have to go back to work.” You whispered as his thumb travelled through your folds to your core.

“Fine but you can walk to mine, your apartment sucks.” He jerked his hand away and watched you carefully as your co-worker yelled at you that the boss was looking for you. “Who’s that?” He asked quickly.

“Some guy I work with… I have to go or the boss will fire me for sure.” You said worriedly. Roman nodded and waved a hand back towards the coffee shop

“Fine just leave me for some guy.” He watched you carefully as you hurried away and thanked the man at the door.

When you glanced back at Roman he smirked at you, sucking the juices he’d lured from you off his thumb, missing the bright blush the fired up your cheeks.

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 Anna hurriedly let you into Roman’s huge house and took your coat and back while leading you to the kitchen where a warm meal was waiting for you. As soon as Roman was downstairs his arms were around you as he dismissed Anna and Conway as he impatiently pulled your panties down and started unbuttoning your shirt, pushing your jumper off your shoulders.

“Your shift finished and hour ago and it takes twenty-five minutes to walk here.” Roman complained as he slid his hands under your bra and began massaging the soft skin.

“Yeah well I got fired.” You grumbled.

“I can get him fired if you want.” Roman offered as you finished your food and stood up. “Or I could start paying you for sex, the girl I used at school charge five hundred for a quickie in the car.”

“No, I’m not selling myself… you know what can you just give me ride home.” You mumbled, not looking Roman in the eye.

Roman watched you carefully, sighing when he saw that you were actually upset about being fired, and pulled your shirt up your arms so you could do it up. When you looked up at Roman all playful jealousy had left his face and a dark possessive sincereness seems to take over his usually brooding face.

No one upset his (Y/N), not even he could do that, the thought repeated like a mantra in his head as he claimed your mouth with his. His tongue teasing and begging for entrance as he moved to gently cup your face, this sudden tenderness from the boy was all it took for you to give into his touch, placing your hand at the back of his neck as you allowed him to deepen the kiss.

It was these sweeter moments that Roman relished in, the times when you poured every feeling and emotion you had into the touches you pressed against Roman, it made him feel normal and adored. Like he was loved in a way no one would ever love him.

All too soon his mind was clouded by want, and he was backing you against the nearest wall, needed to find his release as soon as possible. He’d never understand why you let him do this, why you allowed him to tease you, possess you like a toy that no one else could play with.

But for you this side of Roman was what you loved, those few seconds between jealous possessiveness and desperate need, how he’d absent mindedly wiped away your angry tears with his thumb without breaking the kiss.

Without a word you both broke apart, shedding your clothes and silently moving back together again, his hands lifting you so he could trap you between his body and the wall. Roman broke your kiss again as he roughly entered you, his eyes rolling at the sound of that first gasp of pleasure, each thrust pulling the boy to a darker mind set one where he had the need to mark you as his own.

Soon your skin was dusted with faint purple marks as Roman pressed his bruising kisses onto you, a reminder to anyone who saw you that you belonged to him and that if they stole you from him you would never survive the real world without him, no matter how much the pair of you denied it. He could feel both your highs building but he wasn’t ready, he didn’t want to let go because in this moment you were his, only his and your body admitted that truly needed him something you refused to say outright.

He knew he wouldn’t have you like this for a month, it would be short and angry, as you both used each other to find some sort of normality. But for now he clung to you, memorized each breathy gasp of his name, the way your body so willingly reacted to his own as he pulled you both to your high.

This time, he thought to himself, this time he’d ask you to stay with him. To help him cling to the fractured dream of you and him, as if the world would simply vanished if he held you long enough. But even as he carried your sleepy body to his room and lay with you in his arms he knew you’d be gone in the morning.

[bonniebird]

Roman x Fem!Reader (Smut)

Requested By Anon

Warnings: Dom!Reader, Sub!Roman, swearing,  dirty talk, bondage (Slight)

Roman could be heard bellowing through the phone to you from down the hall, he had no idea what had started the argument but you were now giving him a list of his flaws and why you wouldn’t be coming home.

“You can sleep on the fucking streets tonight that’s fine with me.” Roman said as he angrily slammed the phone’s cut off button and stared at it as if daring the phone to ring.

He was actually surprised when he got home and Anna told him you were still gone. When it got to two in the morning he was genuinely worried you’d finally left him and a bitter fury ran through him, he was perfect and you didn’t just get to leave him alone like this.

“Roman unlock the door you dick!” You yelled through the glass doors when you found the key card and lock had been locked and disarmed from the inside.

He reluctantly opened the door, hiding the relief that you’d come back to him behind a dark look of disdain. You were drenched head to toe and getting wetter by the second but he made no effort to beckon you inside.

“You’re wet.” He started making you sigh with impatiens.

“Yes, I’ve been to the stable and when I got home your car was in the drive so sat outside until I was ready to come in.” You explained through gritted teeth.

“Well don’t expect me to feel sorry when you get sick.” Roman said as you pushed past him and headed to your room.

“You never think about anyone but yourself so how could you feel sorry for me?” You mutter thinking he was still downstairs.

“Hey that’s not fair!” Roman objected as he stormed into the room and glared down at you.

“You got me fired and told Peter to never talk to me again!” You yelped out. “How is that benefiting me.”

“You have more time for me… us now.” Roman corrected himself when he saw just how angry what he was saying.

“You are the most arrogant, infuriating, ass hole in the entire fucking world!” you burst out.

He grabbed you by the back of the neck and smashed his lips to yours. You shoved him off and glared at him until he kicked the end of the bed and left you to get dry.

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You lay on your back wide awake, despite not talking to Roman his head was lent on your ribs with his arms squeezed round your waist, as selfishly needy as ever. You knew in the morning he’d kiss his way up to your lips and you’d cave, giving in and forgetting everything till the next argument but for once you wanted the upper hand.

“Stop fucking about I’m trying to sleep.” Roman whined when you wriggled to get comfy.

“Oh I’m so sorry princess.” You huffed and pushed him off you.

He stayed silent and an idea came to you, with his eyes burning into your back you headed to his closet and you vanished into the large room, returning with a tie.

“What the fuck (Y/N)?” He sighed when he let you tie his hands to the headboard.

“I’m sick of doing everything that you say, you’re an arrogant jerk and I am so mad at you.” you growled out, stunning the cocky boy into silence. “You are going to get my job back, I’m going to hang out with Peter again and you’re going to listen to me and if you don’t I’ll…”

You finished tying his hands and sat on his stomach, no idea what to say next as he’d never actually allowed you to take any of your frustration out on him before.

“Can I make a suggestion?” He muttered once he realized your predicament. “Either threaten me with no sex, or no cumming.”

“Stop helping me be mad at you!” Your outburst made him snicker but he quickly shut up when you got off him and stripped down. “I’ll leave you tied up until you leave for work and I’ll get myself off over and over, no touching any of me and every night I’ll have to do the same thing.”

For a moment Roman looked amused but then his wrists twitched and his eyes slowly trailed from you to where his hands were bound. A loud desperate groan left the boy and he swore loudly.

“Untie me.” He snapped when you began to spread your folds and tease your clit. “(Y/N) you have no idea how to touch yourself.”

“Urh yeah I do Roman, I was satisfying myself long before I let you take over.” You hum and line him with your entrance, kneeling above him and teasing his tip against your heat.

“Untie me now (Y/N).” His voice was cracked and lusted and you knew if you did as he asked he’d end up flipping you over.

You fixed him with a devious look and sank down onto him, he grunted and strained against the tie as his legs kicked against the bed and a loud moan left him as he bottomed out. You pulled nearly all the way up and then repeated, each time a gasp left your lips.

You’d never felt so powerful, the frustrations and hurt fuelled your brutal pace and he matched you with hard flicks of his desperate hips. The hot burning sensation filled your hips but you ignored it, desperate to continue the feel of him, for once, writhing in need of more contact with your skin.

“Shit (Y/N) Please.” Roman whimpered as your walls clenched and you came hard, riding him through your high and slowly pulling him out of you.

“Nope you don’t deserve to cum.” You say teasingly.

“(Y/N) don’t be such a…” He started to complain.

“A bitch, well think of this as my repayment for all the crappy fucks where you got off and I didn’t.” You hum and kiss his chest. “But I’ll untie you if you do one thing.”

“Anything!” Roman gasped desperately.

“Stop being so selfish.” You sigh and untie him when he nodded and promised that he’d think about you when he made decisions.

“So in the spirit of being selfless… you want to help me jerk off?” he grinned when you chucked his pillow at him. 

[bonniebird]

Roman Godfrey x Fem!Reader        

Some Swearing

You’d had enough. Roman’s continuous partying, drinking, always leaving to go somewhere with Peter and coming to see you at ridiculous times. All his little bad habits had rolled into one angry ball and you couldn’t take it anymore.

Roman had just stormed out of your apartment leaving you alone, naturally he thought you’d do what you always do, sit on the couch and eat junk food until he came back drunk and out of his mind. Without much thought you packed up everything you owned and shoved it haphazardly into your car, wanting to be gone before Roman got back, and hopped in yourself.

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“(Y/N) … Babe?” Roman called as he unlocked your front door. He glanced down when his foot skimmed across a piece of paper, carefully he picked it up and read it to himself.

That was when he noticed that your apartment was bare apart from the furniture. Something inside the boy broke, Peter had left him and he hadn’t told you yet, now you’d left him and Shelly was missing.

He let out a strangled scream that turned into angry sobs as his legs gave way underneath him, he turned to leave, smashing his fist against the wall with a furious grunt and stormed out of your apartment not bothering to lock it.

 Sleeping in a motel may not have been the best idea but it was the only option you had, other than simply giving into Roman like you usually did.

Your phone lit up as it began to vibrate but you simply switched it to silent and flipped it over knowing it was Roman calling you again. Eventually you fell asleep on the rock hard mattress and woke up to sun streaming in through the thin curtains, unsure as to whether you should go home or stay put, you decided to try and go back to sleep.

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 A month of successfully avoiding Roman had passed, unfortunately your luck turned when you locked your hotel door and headed to the car park only to see Roman smoking while leaning against the wall next to your door.

“So, are you still hiding from me or do you wanna talk?” Roman asked.

“How did you know I was here?” You asked nervously.

“Private detective, you comin back home?” Roman asked this time sounding irritated as he flicked his cigarette but into the small bushes that surrounded your hotel room.

“Not with you no.” You snapped and tried to push past him.

“I’m sorry ok, for being an ass, for the drugs, drinking… for fuck sake (Y/N) I can’t lose you, Letha and Peter.” Roman yelled.

 “This is not proving that you’re sorry if anything it’s proving that you are a huge creepy stalker guy.” You snapped. He chuckled at you and shook his head as he followed you to your car.

“Ok look… I’ve been paying for your apartment and I paid for the locks to be changed here.” He tossed three keys on a ring to you. “That’s all the keys… it’s better than staying here.”

“You actually did something… for someone else.” You muttered looking at the keys. 

“Well… I was hoping you’d be all oh my gosh Roman that’s so sweet you’re so hot muwa.” He made his voice sound high pitched and girly, crinkling his nose and blowing you a fake kiss. “Plus I’ve been clean for three weeks.” Roman muttered the last part as if it wasn’t anything important.

“Roman did you not think to open with that?” You asked him quickly.

“Um… I still drink a lot of scotch and whisky… and you know the whole Upir blood thing.” Roman said quickly.

“Roman Godfrey are you panicking… you’ve made some actually good changes for once and now you’re freaking out.” You said with a soft giggle. “I’ll move back into the apartment… but you have to keep improving.”

“So… improving includes…” He smirked and you rolled your eyes knowing exactly what he was hinting.

“Nuuh money bags… I said if you improve and we’re not doing the nasty till I see solid proof.” You hummed.

[bonniebird]

Don’t Go Where The Upir’s Play

I’m Sorry It’s Another Roman Fic But I Am Team Leter <3

Being best friends with Letha Godfrey came with so pros and cons, while she and her family had happily forked out on lavish gifts for you since you’d first met Letha in nursery school, cooked your meals and helped you study, you still had to put up with the infuriating Roman.

   When your parents passed the Godfrey’s won custody of you, but that just meant that Roman’s odd possessiveness of Letha, was simply passed onto you to. Obviously you were incredibly grateful but Olivia and Roman were still dark figures in your life that silently loomed over you.

  “Hey (Y/N).” Letha hummed as she skipped into the room, her hand running over her slightly swollen belly.

   “Morning Letha, you want French toast… it’s better than skipping breakfast?” You hummed wiggling the frying pan in your hand towards her.

“Sure, oh and Roman’s picking us up in a few but Dad’s taking me out of school early for the doctors.” She muttered as you slid the food onto a plate in front of her and started on your own.

   Once you’d cooked your own breakfast you took a seat next to her at the breakfast bar and began talking over school projects until Roman pulled up outside and beep. Letha’s Mom hurried through the house and muttered disapprovingly when he simply beeped again when you and Letha didn’t hurry outside.

   “Bye girls.” She called as you grabbed your bags and waved to her.

   As soon as you sunk into the leather, Letha sharing the seat with you, Roman was glancing at you. Letha was always warning you to stay away from Roman, to not let him be tempted to down grade yourself like the girls that threw themselves at his feet.

   You tried to do what she suggested but over the years of knowing him he’d simply grown from adorable to incredibly handsome and it was hard to not stare at him during class of the long car rides to school. Deciding to occupy yourself you began playing eye spy with Letha who chuckled at your childish game but happily played along with you.

     You jumped when your locker was slammed and a suspicious Roman was stood the other side of the now closed door, glaring at you.

   “Letha tells you everything so who’s the father?” Roman snapped. This wasn’t the first time he’d asked you and it was getting tiring.

   “I don’t know Roman.” You sigh. You try to stalk away from him but he keeps up with you with ease and drags you into an empty classroom. “Roman get off me I don’t know anything.”

   “You have to know something.” He hissed as he pinned you against the wall and glowered at you.

   You both glared at each other, neither one moving, until you both moved forward slamming your lips together as you took your frustrations out on him. He pushed you closer to the wall popping the top buttons on your shirt so he could kiss down your neck, while sliding his hand up your skirt.

      “Hey (Y/N) How was school?” Letha asked as you hurried through the front door.

   “Oh it was ok.” You muttered quickly running past her and up to your room.

   “Hey are you ok?” She asked as she slid into you bed and laid her head on your pillow like she did when you were little.

   “No.” You mumbled. “I did something stupid with Roman.” You whisper to her.

  “Ew with Roman, really (Y/N) I shouldn’t leave you alone.” She giggled when you pouted.

     That wasn’t the only ‘intimate moment’ with Roman. He’d find a way to make you mad and you’d hook up again, despite despising him, there wasn’t many places that you could look at without feeling flushed or embarrassed.

   “Hey (Y/N) you listening to me?” Letha asked. You looked over at her and she smiled, taking your arm, as she guided you towards your next class.

   “Yeah, so what’re we talking about?” You asked as she took a seat next to Peter. You glared at Roman who was sat next to the only empty seat but sat next to it anyway, turning your attention to Letha who was watching you both with an amused expression.

  “Your date to the Halloween party, who’re you taking?” She asked quickly. You shrugged and glanced at Roman who was glaring at Letha.

  “She’ll go with me.” Roman muttered grumpily.

More Hemlock Grove

[bonniebird]

Roman x Reader x Peter

Requested By @thatwinchesterchick

Part One

Your pregnancy had been rather awkward. Both Peter and Roman seemed forever in competition with each other, once you’d moved into Roman’s spare room he tried to block Peter from the house only for you to point out that there was space for Peter to live there too.

Roman couldn’t help but feel jealous at how the two of you just seemed to come together, he tried to be helpful and comforting but it was much harder than Peter made it look. Most of your pregnancy Peter was there for everything, Roman however gave up and chose to fund whatever you needed.

Both boys paced outside the delivery room as they waited for someone to tell them how you were. When they were allowed to see you Roman was occupied with making sure you were ok while Peter’s focus was in the child.

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Peter left for work as you settled your daughter down for the night, when you glanced up to find Roman watching you awkwardly in the doorway. He reluctantly let you beckon him forward and settled the little girl in his arms.

“She’s so small.” Roman whispered as he looked down at her.

“She’s bigger than she was a few days ago.” You said with a happy sigh, it was the first time he’d really acknowledged the child.

“She likes me.” Roman mumbled and you couldn’t help dazzle him with a wide smile.

Roman sat with your daughter for several hours, both of them falling asleep together and you didn’t have the heart to move either of them. When Peter came home the two of you had a few minutes to yourself until a loud string of crying had you both hurrying upstairs.

“Shh please stop… I’ll buy you nice things… you don’t need to cry.” Roman was babbling over the child who was still screeching.

“Here.” Peter muttered as he took the baby from Roman and instantly had her calm again.

“She woke up and just started crying.” Roman explained, scowling when you giggled.

“It’s ok Roman.” You said quickly, kissing his cheek as he ran a hand through his hair.

[bonniebird]

Requested By Anon

Warnings: Roman Taking Drugs, Roman Smoking, Roman swearing, Roman Talking About Hiring Girls For Sex

Being Roman Godfrey’s best friend had its perks like extravagant gifts, the latest of whatever currently held your interests, attendance to the best clubs and parties whenever you wanted and a new phone every few months.

The downfall was how possessive he was. He’d never let you and Peter spend time alone together and any boyfriend you had was threatened not only by the Billionaire but also by Olivia who was thankful Roman had found a friend that she approved of.

“Hey Godfrey, you in?” You yelled as you walked through the huge Godfrey manor.

“What?” He called out. With a sigh you climbed the stairs and headed to his room where you found him sprawled out on his bed, half asleep with a lit cigarette dangling from his fingers.

“You know it’s like two in the afternoon right?” You chuckled.

“Shee-it… I missed school again, why’d it take you so long to cut class.” He frowned at you and you shrugged.

“I’m seeing someone in a bit.” You flopped onto the bed next to him, his fingers playing with the heavy necklace he’d bought you.

“Oh, anyone I know?” Roman asked as he let his hand travel over your neck and to the clips holding your hair back.

“No it's my… damn it Roman!” You complained, making him chuckle as you hurried to his bathroom.

“You need a lift?” He asked as he stretched like a lazy cat.

“No it’s cool I’m not planning on drinking that much.” You hummed as you walked back into his room and spun around so he could approve what you were wearing.

“It’s short.” He grunted but other than that he had nothing to say on the matter.

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 Roman watched the clock on his night stand tick by. He never normally felt this nervous when you went on dates, you weren’t together so he had no need to be jealous but still he found himself shrugging on his jacket so he could go and find you.

He knew where to find you, you always went to the same restaurant unless he took you and Shelly to the country club. He pulled up in the car park and headed round the front of the restaurant, freezing when he saw you with your hand placed on top of the man you were with.

He scowled into the window for a few moments before heading back to his car and driving to a motel. Deciding to lose himself rather than admit that he likes you he wanted to lose himself in his bad habits while ignoring your calls.

“Took your time.” Roman grunted when he heard you enter his usual motel room without knocking.

“Normally you have a hooker in here.” You noted as you flicked his lighter for him before he tugged it out of your hands and lit it himself.

He ignored you as he took a deep drag and let out a small huff of smoke as you sat next to him while refusing to look at him. He started to drink whisky straight from the square bottle still without a word to you.

“Well why don’t you go back to your new boyfriend so I can get one.” He huffed once he’d set the bottle down.

“Roman… that was my brother.” You giggled before laying back on the uncomfy motel bed as you laughed even harder.

“Shut up (Y/N).” Roman huffed.

“Oh Roman you know the only man for me is you.” You joked as he lay down next to you.

“Good because you’re mine.” He practically growled as he went to nip at your neck.

[bonniebird]

Roman x Reader

Requested By Anon

Part One

Part Three

Roman had insisted that he take you and Peter to lunch. As in he'd turned up to pick you up on your lunch break, made such a fuss your boss let you go. When you’d gotten into the car Peter was there looking a little put out. Lunch had been nice and the fact that Roman payed didn’t hurt. 

But neither you or Peter could choose where to eat and Roman had ordered your food for you. Which made you want to whack him on the head with his menu. “You have to promise him you won’t say anything.” You muttered to Peter as the two of you waited for Roman to pay for lunch.

 “Why is it just a first date, not like you’re planning on anything to happen… or are you.” He asked uncertainly and nodded when you vigorously shook your head.

“No I’m not but I still don’t want him finding out, he’ll … you know.” You sighed and Peter snickered at you and nodded as if he understood.

“Throw a hissy fit and you’ll be the only one who’s able to calm him down.” Peter knew all too well about the game Roman was playing with you and sometimes he felt sorry for you, other times he reminded himself you were playing just as much as Roman.

 “Let’s go.” Roman grumbled and jerked his head to where he’d parked his car outside.

It was obvious that Roman assumed you’d be going back home with him and that he’d only have to drop Peter off. When you told him you had to go home for something he ignored you and dropped Peter off first before driving all the way back to your house.

“Why can’t you just come back home with me?” He huffed.

“Because I have things to do.” You said lamely when no other idea popped into your head. 

“Like what?” He snapped and was now glaring at you from across the car.

“I just have things to do ok, I can’t always spend my time with you.” You almost shrieked at him and practically fell out of the car in an attempt to get out of it before he asked another question.

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 “I’m sorry I have to go.” You sighed and smiled awkwardly at your date.

“It’s fine… maybe another time?” They asked and you nodded.

It took longer than you’d liked to get a taxi and you hoped Roman wouldn’t be throwing a fit when you got there. He was surprisingly calm when he yanked open the door and scowled at you as if you’d broken his favourite toy.

“I went to your house and you weren’t there.” He said not giving you the chance to climb out of the car.

 “Roman I said I was busy.” You sighed and he rolled his eyes while he waited for you to get to the door so he could let you both into the house.

“You said you had things to do, not places to go.” His tone was smug and you couldn’t help but feel a little angry that he couldn’t leave you alone for one night.

“You want to know where I was, I was on a date right… I have other people in my life Roman it’s not just you.” You yelled across the room and a flicker of something dark crossed his face. 

“So when you said you wouldn’t leave me you lied?” He asked and instantly you caved to guilt, both knowing he’d won.

“No it’s fine, I guess I was never that important.” He sighed and glanced towards the stairs. “I was going to ask if you wanted to stay with me but I guess you have better places to go.”

He didn’t bother dismissing you. He knew you’d follow him up. You went to the bathroom and came back to find the bedroom empty and a shirt of Roman’s folded neatly at the foot of his bed. With a sigh you clambered in and let the heavy blankets fall over you as you sank into the bed.

 You were still awake later that night when Roman stumbled into the room and flooded it with light as he tried to get into bed and shut the door behind him. His arms wrapped around you, forcing you to lay closer to him as he commanded the hugs bed.

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“What’re you doing (Y/N) I’ve got a hangover.” Roman grunted as you started getting dressed and ready to go home.

“Well that’s not my fault.” You snapped.

“Well I wouldn’t have got so drunk if you’d stayed at home like you said you would.” Roman defended himself and you shot him a cold look.

“I’m going home.” You said abruptly and finished grabbing your things and went to leave.

 “I let Anna have the day off you’ll have to cook me breakfast.” He said and you span on your heels.

“You are a fully grown man with a billion-dollar company, do it yourself!” You yelled at him, now utterly annoyed with him.

He hesitated before responding. He’d never actually had to deal with you standing up to him before, it was terrifying, at this rate you’d probably leave him and never come back but he couldn’t think of a way to make you stay.

“I guess I’ll have to won't I.” He finally said in defeat and ran a hand through his hair.

 “Roman…” you said uncertainly at what angle he was trying to get at.

“No (Y/N) get out, you’re not going to look after me then I don’t need you here.” He sounded like you’d genuinely hurt him but it was a trick he’d used so many times that this time it had no effect. 

“Fine, I’ll be with Peter and Destiny.” You watched him swallow his angry outburst with an impressive disdain and left before what you said could backfire.

The taxi came as angry screams and crashes could be heard from inside the house. You didn’t bother glancing back at the house in case he was watching, in case he knew you two weren’t really done. You knew by the end of the day he’d be in a state on your doorstep, no one other than you capable of quelling the mood, a few hours were all he was willing to give you.

And there was nothing to stop you from enjoying them.

[bonniebird]

Roman x Reader

Requested by Anon

SMUTT, FIRST TIME, SEXUAL CONTENT!!!!

(Y/H/C) - Your Hair Colour                      (Y/E/C) - Your Eye Colour

Roman sighed as he lay on his back, a fist wrapped tightly in his hair, wide eyes and his own ragged breath was all that he could hear. His restlessness was caused by (Y/N), she plagued his thoughts most nights, but now she was within arm’s reach he wasn’t sure what he should do.

He sighed and threw the duvet back, silently making his way through the huge, empty house, and up to Shelly’s room where (Y/N) was sleeping. For a moment he was breathless the way her chest rose and fell with each breath, her (Y/H/C) spread out across the pillow.

“(Y/N) … hey.” He nudged her gently in an attempt to rouse her. As soon as her (Y/E/C) eyes opened his lips we’re on hers, unable to keep back his pent up frustrations to himself any longer. “Follow me.” He mumbled against her lips.

 She stood, her silky nightie falling around her thighs was all it took for him to sloppily press kissed across her jawline and neck. She let him lift her up, wrapping her legs around his waist, as he carried her back to his room. Their kisses we’re sweet as he set her down on the edge of the bed, completely losing himself in his need for her, slowly pushing her backwards until she fell back against his pillows.

“Roman… I’ve… never…” She flushed and her body suddenly stiffened as he slid a large hand up her thigh.

“Do you want to?” He asked without removing his mouth from the sweet spot beneath her ear.

“Yes.” She gasped mixed with a breathy moan. He chuckled at the light blushed that flowed through (Y/N)’s cheeks and for a moment his mind was completely blank.

 “You’re so beautiful.” He whispered as he swallowed and parted her legs. He slowly slid her panties off her legs and moaned as he lifted her legs over his shoulders. “Just so you know Shelly sleeps like a rock and my Mom’s not here, you can scream if you want.” He winked at (Y/N), giving her no warning before pressing his mouth to her soaked core.

He groaned as her sweet juices flowed over his tongue as he searched for the spot that would have her melting against him. She whimpered and moaned, rolling her hips against his mouth causing him to smile against her, his free hand seeking the bundle of nerves that would have her crashing through her high.

Sure enough she was crying out with pleasure as her high tore through her body and left her shaking, her fingers suddenly clutching his hair, as he lapped up her juices.

“Roman… that was good.” She whispered as her eyes fluttered.

“Princess, that’s nothing.” He mumbled with a satisfied smirk. His teeth nipped at her collarbone as he pulled her off the bed high enough to tug the nightie over her head, his mouth falling to her breasts as soon as they were exposed, one hand thumbing the bud that wasn’t being gently tormented by his hot tongue.

Once he was fairly certain neither of them could hold back any longer he stood, shedding his boxers, and crawling back up the bed towards (Y/N). He lined himself with her entrance, watching her face carefully for any objection, finding none he slid in slowly causing his eyes to roll to the back of his head.

“Gah, Roman!” (Y/N)’s gasp had him cupping her face and biting his lip as she slowly moved her hips against him.

His thrusts started softly, not wanting to hurt (Y/N), as soon as she let out an indignant moan that had his pace quickening. He dropped down to his elbows, each wicked thrust being rewarded with a breathy gasp, her fingers digging tightly into his back.

“Fuck (Y/N), I’ve needed this for so long but your just so sweet and… fuck.” He muffled his words by burying his head in her neck as he attempted to draw out the intimate moments.

He could feel (Y/N)’s walls clutching around him, her pleasurable whimpers urging him on, both their highs building until (Y/N)’s hips jerked and she arched into the young Upir who groaned as he watched her eyes roll as she came around him.

“Shee-it.” Roman hissed as he followed her, releasing deeply and dropping down to kiss her, clutching (Y/N) to him.

He rolled off (Y/N) and pulled her against his chest, feeling satisfied with the way she snuggled into him, her fingers playing over his chest.

“I don’t think I can walk back to Shelly’s room.” She whispered. He chuckled and kissed her forehead, running a hand across her bare back.

“I’ll carry you up if you want.” Roman grunted. When (Y/N) didn’t reply he looked down to see her fast asleep in his arms and he had to admit it was the most satisfying thing he’d ever seen.

[bonniebird]

Roman x Reader

Requested by Anon

Roman hated when you were sad, he hated it more when he hadn’t upset you because he had no clue as to how he should fix the problem and had to guess, he placed his cigarette between his lips as you let yourself into his house and shuffled over to his perch on the bottom step of the stairs.

“Who did it?” Roman asked quickly as he wrapped his arm around your waist and pulled you into his lap so that he could light his cigarette.

“I dunno what you mean.” You snuffled as you nuzzled into his neck, his hand finding your bare calf just below your sundress.

“So this isn’t tear stains?” Roman asked with a puff of smoke as he trailed a finger down your cheek.

“I don’t want to talk about it.” You said with a little pout that had Roman staring at you with a raised eyebrow for a few minutes.

“Fine but first… you have to smile for me.” He said with a smirk. “Please… come on I never say please.”

He stood, lifting you bridal style, and carried you to the uncomfortably lavish living room where he settled into one of the sofas. He grinned devilishly as he reached over to the side table next to you and stubbed out his cigarette before tickling your ribs, you tried not to laugh but Roman’s eyes had narrowed and you knew he wasn’t going to back down until you smiled.

“I’m… not… smiling.” You gasped at him.

“Fine… you wanna go to the merry-go-round?” He asked knowing that when you were younger you’d loved it and just the thought would make you smile happily.

“I would be most delighted to attend Mr Godfrey.” You said in your best posh accent and tried to hide the smile that matched his.

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 “Come on Lady (Y/N) your steed awaits.” Roman called as he stood on the back of one of the horses.

“Do I even want to know how much it cost to get the owner to work this late?” You giggled as Roman jumped off the now slow moving carrousel and threw you over his shoulder.

“Nope but I needed you to be happy again.” Roman hummed as he jumped back on the carrousel and walked around it until he found your favourite horse and set you down on it.

“We should go back home soon, we have school tomorrow and I still need to study.” You said as a wide grin spread across your face.

“I’ll sort it just have fun, ok.” You nodded and smiled up at Roman who seemed to relax when you smiled again. The pair of you spent the next hour riding in circles yelling and laughing, climbing over the horses and joking around.

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 Roman watched as you slowly fell asleep, he’d taken your phone and texted your parents that you were staying with Shelly. You stirred in his arms as he carried you up the stairs, setting you gently in his bed as you begrudgingly opened your eyes and climbed in next to you.

“Hey I’m sorry I didn’t mean to wake you.” Roman mumbled as he snuggled into your neck. “You feel any better?”

“MMhh.” You hummed sleepily making him chuckle.

“You know if you want me you can just wake me up right?” He asked, your only answer was a sleepy nod.

Roman’s hands played your hair as you shifted in your sleep and rested your head in his chest, with one arm looped around your waist and his free hand trailing patterns on your arms and through your hair. He stayed awake most of the night, enjoying being curled up with you, he smiled to himself as you snuggled even closer.

He may well hate when people upset you. He always knew just the way to make you feel better, your eyes fluttered open when your phone buzzed telling you it was time for school, Roman’s chest rose evenly, it was clear he hadn’t slept well.

“No… sleep.” Roman grumbled as you moved. You sighed and snuggled back down, deciding to skip school and stay with Roman.