#ikemen revolution smut
One Dance
Fandom: Ikemen Revolution
Pairing: Lancelot Kingsley x Alice
Type: NSFW
Tags: biting, vampirism, rough sex, edging, marking, multiple orgasms, vaginal penetration
WC:1548
One Year. If you had told me 1 year ago today that I would be writing publically and people would actually read them I would have called you crazy. What started out as a drunken dare turned into ine of my favorite hobbies. For my one year anniversary I decided to rewrite my first public peice and show how much Ive grown. If you are curious you can read the original post here(please note it is cringey and was my first peice back after a 7 year writing break). Thank you for all your support and Love. ❤❤
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Fandom: Ikemen Revolution
Pairing: Seth x MC x Fenrir
Rating: NSFW
Warnings: Threesome, voyeurism?, blowjobs, cunilingus,
Prompt: “I think you forgot to lock the door, that means anyone could walk right in and see you like this.” & “How do you feel about adding another person to the mix?”
WC: 1209
Requested by: Anonymous
Written by: @chaosangel767
Minors DNI
It was a mistake coming to Seth’s room tonight, he’s warned me in the past about coming to his room late at night, but I really needed to ask him something. Something. I try to think of why I came to Seth’s room to begin with, but desire clouds my mind and all rational thoughts have left the longer his fingers are on me. Why am I on the dresser?
“So my dear Alice, what brought you to the wolf’s den?” Seth asks as if reading my mind. I shake my head, holding tighter to the edge of the dresser I was sitting on. I bite back a cry as Seth pulls his fingers away from my hot skin, halting his teasing touch.
“Remember why you came to my room and I’ll think about indulging you” Seth challenges as he runs his fingers along my thigh and sprinkles my neck and collarbone in kisses and light bites. I try to push past the pleasure and remember why I came in here. Finally it hits me.
“I came here to ask you to a lunch date tomorrow, I need a dress for Fenrir’s party and there is a new café I wanted to try out.” I finally manage to get out, looking up to meet Seth’s lust filled eyes. I feel his fingers slowly start teasing their way back up my thigh as he starts to fulfill his promise.
“Oh I see, well in that case, I suppose I can go with you tomorrow” Seth slowly drags my nightdress up my thighs, until he can see my panties, before leaning close to whisper in my ear “Is there another reason you came to my room? Hmmm naughty Alice? You could have waited till breakfast to ask me to lunch.” Seth’s breath tickled my ear, his voice getting huskier and huskier.
“I didn’t want you to make plans and not be able to come. I wanted you all to myself” I admit, feeling slightly emboldened by the position we are in. Seth’s smile widens and he yanks my panties down and off my body before settling himself between my thighs.
“Well Alice, this is a good way to make sure you have me all to yourself” He starts to run his fingers close to my core and I whimper, bucking my hips up to meet his fingers.
“Seth” I manage to moan and he looks up at me smugly, before he starts relentlessly rubbing circles causing me to adjust my grip and throw my head back. I see Seth’s grin widening as he continues to assault my clit and slowly he starts pressing into me with his fingers and he captures my nipple in his mouth, sucking firmly.
“Seth, don’t stop” I beg him, pushing up into him and I hear him let out a dark chuckle.
“Alice, you naughty girl. You are enjoying this aren’t you?” He continues to relentlessly tease me, causing me to moan out louder than I mean to. “I think you forgot to lock the door, that means anyone could walk right in and see you like this. Especially with how loud you are being.” Seth whispers in my ear and I bring my hand up to my mouth to muffle my moans, but Seth grabs my wrist and covers my mouth with his own, muffling my cries.
“ Hey Seth” My worst fear comes walking in the room in the form of the Ace of Spades. I just see Fenrir’s face turn bright red.
“Oh uhhh” Fenrir turns to leave but Seth stops him. I see a look pass between the two of them. I try to cover a little bit, but Seth keeps my legs spread, not letting me hide.
“Seth, are you sure?” Fenrir asks and Seth looks at me with a lustful stare.
“Alice, my little fox, How do you feel about adding another person to the mix?” I feel lust pool in my core at Seth’s words and I let out a shiver, my face is burning and I meet Fenrir’s desire filled eyes.
“O-o-okay” I agree and I see Fenrir turn to the door and lock it while Seth scoops me up and throws me to the bed and pins me under him. Keeping my wrists pinned above me, Seth moves so that he is above me and pulls me up in his lap while Fenrir makes a show of discarding his shirt and sauntering over to the bed, his pants hanging low. I involuntarily lick my lips and spread my legs as Fenrir climbs on top of me.
“You are amazing” Fenrir whispers in my ear, licking my lobe and working his way down my neck. I whimper and turn my head to give him the easiest access, feeling Seth’s hands reach around me and cup my breasts, thumb rubbing over my nipples. I arch my back into Fenrir’s body, pushing my breasts up into Seth’s hands.
Fenrir slowly starts kissing down my body, trailing his fingers gently down my sides. I feel Seth move his hands and feel something poke my face.
“Open Alice” Seth’s voice is deep and dripping with lust. Turning my head I see Seth holding his cock inches from my face. I open my mouth, relaxing my jaw and take Seth as far back as I can, letting out a moan as he reaches the back of my throat, Fenrir’s fingers finding my clit at the same time. I shut my eyes and let out a hum of pleasure when Seth laces his fingers through my hair, tugging it and fucking my face .
“You are so good” Seth praises and I feel a Fenrir stop and pull away and I protest. A light bite to my thigh reprimands me and a few moments later I feel his tongue start rubbing around my clit. I moan again around Seth’s dick, and he tightens his grip on my hair. I can feel that he is close and I focus on pleasuring him with my tongue and letting him speed up in my mouth.
“Alice” He groans before letting himself go, I take everything he offers and gently lick him clean before swallowing, finally meeting his caramel eyes. “Such a good girl” He praises giving me a kiss and moving back down my body.
“Fenrir, please” I moan, looking down to the Ace between my legs. He looks up meeting my eyes and sucks hard on my clit, causing another moan to fall from my lips. Seth moves to muffle me as Fenrir speeds up his ministrations and thrusts two fingers into me, pumping into me. I roll my hips as my pleasure builds and with a few naughty promises from Seth and some good licks from Fenrir, I fall over the edge, my vision going white.
“Fenrir, holy fuck” I swear coming down from my high. I look up to see Seth removing his shirt and Fenrir taking off his pants.
“I hope you aren’t too tired Alice, we aren’t done with you yet.” Seth brings my dress over my head and I give them a lustful smile.
“I am all yours” I agree, letting the two officers have my body for the rest of the night.
Pairing: Ray x Reader x Lancelot
Rating: NSFW - minors DNI
Warnings: praise, threesome, double vaginal penetration,
Prompt: “ Instead of staring you could join”
WC: 1060
Written By: @chaosangel767
Requested by: Anonymous
A hum leaves your throat as you escape the kitchen carrying a lemon turnover for the King. He has been working so much lately it has been a while since you’ve seen him at meals.
Deciding to go through your room instead of using his hall door a noise started you. Your curiosity peaks and you leave the turnover on your coffee table, sneaking to the door that divides the room and see it’s cracked and you sneak a peek. The view leaves you with a barely muffled gasp as a delicious sight greets your eyes and heat rises to your cheek.
The King of Spades is currently tied to the King of Hearts bed, and desire pools in your core. You admire the King of Spades tied up with crimson ribbons, a color he is rarely seen in, but looks good in.
Your eyes connect with Ray’s and a near-silent gasp leaves you as you disappear behind the door, not sure how to process the information.
“Alice” Lancelot’s voice is firm and slightly raised and you peek back through the door, seeing the red king in just his pants and you bite your lip.“Come here.” His voice leaves zero room for argument and you bow your head entering the room and stopping before him, your blush has dyed most of your skin as you walk over to him, eyes briefly meeting Ray’s before glancing up at Lancelot’s. He grasps your chin, eyes meeting yours, and you feel even hotter under his gaze, surprised that you aren’t catching fire.
“Instead of staring you can join,” Lancelot’s voice has a smirk in it and you blush, eyes searching his before flickering to Ray, seeing the same desire and command in them. When your eyes meet Lancelot’s again, his lips crash over yours in a demanding kiss. Your eyes close as you kiss the King back, your body wants to combust under the heat and passion coming from him. Fingers slide along your neck, stopping at your collar to start undone buttons, his tongue exploring your lips before delving in to map out your mouth. Pulling away from the kiss, he trails his lips down your jaw and to your neck, your head going back to give him more access as he nips and kisses his way down your neck to your breasts, kissing the skin as he reveals it. Once your top is unbuttoned, you let it fall to the floor and work on your skirt, Lancelot is preoccupied with your breasts.
“Come now King of Hearts, share her” There is a jealous growl coming from Ray, helplessly trying to get out of the binds he is in. Lancelot pulls off your breast with a hum, finishing undressing you. He pushes you to the bed and you climb on, a little shy because you are just in your panties. Ray’s emerald eyes are filled with lust, he struggles a little as you approach. You lean over and give him a passionate kiss, feeling him groan under you. He bites your lips, getting you to open your mouth so he can explore your mouth and you roll your hips into his.
“Now now Alice, don’t rush anything.” Lancelot warns, hands stilling your hips from rocking. He finishes undressing, watching you and the King of Spades kiss. Finally he slips behind you, hands trailing to your breast as he sucks a mark into your shoulder and back. His lips running down your spine as Ray suddenly lets out a groan. Ray is rocking his hips and you know that Lancelot is touching him. You keep his mouth occupied, muffling the moans from the King of Spades feeling Lancelot play with the edge of your underwear. He snaps it against your core, causing you to moan. Lancelot wastes no time in ripping your underwear off, throwing the damaged fabric somewhere before carefully guiding you down, watching as you slowly envelope Ray’s cock, both of you moaning messes. When you finally sink to the hilt, Lancelot forces you to still, his fingers slipping in next to Ray to stretch you out some more. You moan, lips quickly finding Ray’s again, nipping and tugging his lower lip until he growls, bucking into you as a warning. Lancelot’s fingers leave you and a soft slap of your ass reprimands you.
“Stay still Alice, deep breath” He kisses your neck as you are sandwiched between the two kings. You breathe deep, moaning when you feel Lancelot slowly guide his length alongside Ray’s the fit snug and perfect. A moan leaves your lips, turning into a cry when the Kings start to move, their rhythm stealing your breath.
“Damn Alice, it’s like you were made to take us.” Lancelot praises his mouth right next to your ear, sending shivers of pleasure to your already hardly functioning brain. You whine in response, your brain not able to form any words, and absolutely melting as the pleasure builds in you.
“Good girl Kitten, you feel so good” Ray also encourages against your lips, the Kings slowly increasing their speed causing you to gasp. The pleasure breaks all at once, fogging your brains as you hear both King’s groans, unable to handle the feeling of your walls clenching around them. As the pleasure courses through your brain, you feel both King’s cum, almost in unison, their seed painting your walls as you all ride your orgasms. Lancelot pulls out first, laying next to the two of you and untying Ray. Resting your head against Ray’s chest he wraps his hand around you once they are free and rolls you over so you are on your side facing him.
“You are so amazing Alice” Ray whispers, kissing you again much softer this time, sucking a mark on the opposite side of your neck from Lancelots. Warmth behind you makes you snuggle back against the King of hearts as he reappears on the bed.
“She is amazing and she is all ours” Lancelot’s voice has a voice of finality to it and you settle between the Kings, a smile on your face. You snuggle against Ray’s chest, feeling Lancelot lift your leg so he can wash your core, and let out a contented hum, hands wrapping around your waist and a body to your back, you pass out in the two Kings warmth.
Forever Yours, F.
Summary: They should return to the party, yet Fenrir finds himself wanting yet another present from Alice.
The dirty conclusion of the events in“Yours Forever, A.”
Can perfectly be read alone.
Rating:E
Wordcount: 1,146
Tags:Birthday Sex; Fluff and Smut; Riding; Lap sex; Creampie; Clothed sex
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“Mm, we better get back to the party before they start thinking things.”
One leg draped over Fenrir’s, Alice all but melts into her boyfriend’s touch. They’re on the couch of his bedroom in the Godspeed manor, previously sneaked out of Fenrir’s birthday party that takes place around the pool in the backyard. Alice has requested this moment alone in order to give him a present in private. The gesture still fresh on Fenrir’s senses, he hides nothing of his thankfulness for it. With the aid of words, hugs, and, with other methods.
“Fen…”
He kisses her nape, short of where a naughty lock of her hair has escaped her neat updo. For some reason it amuses him greatly, as he gives himself to the urge to curl it around his finger and play with it.
Never quite giving an indication that he’s heard her previous warning, Fenrir plays innocent as he rains another set of small kisses against her flesh. He feels the leg draped over his lap stir, as if she wishes to correct her posture. But not necessary into a more proper one.
He decides to help her out, scooping her from the sofa and carefully maneuvering her into his lap. Her immediate reaction is to wrap her arms around his shoulder and finish her “eep” with a chuckle, because despite everything, else this is fun.
“Mm, they did already, didn’t they? You should’ve seen how Ray eyed me.”
It’s nothing like that! Alice wants to protest, and truly, it has been nothing like that. Up to this point, that’s it.
Up close Fenrir looks as handsome as ever, but on his birthday he absolutely shines. It’s almost as if he reflects all the adoration that’s been rained on him.
“You’ve kissed me nowhere as much as I did!”
And even when his brows knit together in that familiar pout, he is still handsome. Has she truly worked him up so much?
“That’s because I’ll leave lipstick all over you if I did!”
Fenrir has to admit she has a point, still he notes the usage of “all over”. He raises an eyebrow, pulling her even closer to his frame - her lips millimeters away from his face.
“You’ve seen what my aunts did to me, Alice. It would hardly matter at this point.”
Alice laughs at the memory of just how much Fenrir’s extended family was doting on him earlier, excited to see him again. She is truly seeing him in a different light today, it overwhelms her in a strangely pleasant way.
“Alright then… I might as well wipe you with a damp napkin later.”
Always so thoughtful and caring, Fenrir feels his own heartbeat grow faster at the warm thought. He stays unmoving for a moment, simply enjoying the attention as Alice finally allows herself to give him a portion of well-deserved smooches. Though, he can’t help it but feel…handsy. She is in the perfect position for him to run his hands down her rear, and squeeze. And he does exactly that.
Alice doesn’t shy away, only slowing the movements of her lips until her kisses grow sloppy and off-place. She drags her mouth further up, aligning it with Fenrir’s. It all comes so naturally.
Fenrir moans at the naughty little wiggle of her hips, as if asking to caress her again. He runs his hands down until he reaches the hem of her dress, and then slips his hands underneath the fabric to feel her flesh.
His breath is fanning against her earlobe when he pulls away from the kiss to whisper, “I fantasized about you bare under that short dress.”
Alice’s eyelids flutter open, glaring at him with rosy cheeks.
“In front of everyone! I could never!”
“Aww, but it won’t be a first…”
Fenrir pushes the cloth covering her slit to the side, getting annoyed at the way it won’t stay in place until desperately hiking up higher on one glove of her ass. Her core is directly over his dick now, on the verge of spilling hot arouse on it.
“Fuck, Alice…”
It’s so much like him, yet as formal as he is today, dressed up accordingly and all, the contrast is notable. And hot, Alice thinks to herself.
“Fuck,Alice, darling, won’t you…nghh, won’t you ride me? I need to have you right now. I need it.”
“You don’t even have to ask…”
It’sher that guides his hard length into her pulsing core, insides clamping down on him in a way that makes him hiss. Alice gives him little to no time to gain his composure as she starts riding him in earnest.
Thud. Under Fenrir’s swift ministrations, the strap of her high heel comes loose until the shoe hits the floor.
The other follows. Thud.
Alice grips Fenrir’s shoulders for purchase now, leaping into the newfound chance to enhance the process. She goes as far as to bring her feet up, towering over Fenrir as he supports her with hands gripping on her sides. She seems to be determined to fuck him silly on that couch, not stopping for a second even when Fenrir warns her through raspy praises that he’s reaching his limit.
Seeing that she is already having an iron grip around his frame, Fenrir safely acts upon his desire and picks her up, standing up from the couch. He flips them over until she is underneath him, and he holds her hips high in the air.
“Take it all Alice…take all of me…I’m all yours.”
It feels good, too good, and it as well could be these words’ fault for Alice to tip over the edge as well in that moment. Their shared orgasm is explosive, nails biting into his shoulders and his hips bucking against hers in deep thrusts. Fenrir could feel her core milking him from everything, even after every last drop has been disposed into her depths. He frankly wishes to hold her there forever.
“Now, that was fun.”
Fenrir stirs a bit upon hearing her say it, almost as if she voiced out his own thoughts just now.
“Mm. It only lacks a bottle of Godspeed champagne.”
Alice tries to fake a protest that would make him chuckle, but she is a bad actor before the reminder that they should go down already. Just like all things fun they got around to doing today, she looks forward to the approaching night around the pool.
Trailing her gaze to the present box set to the side, and then to her boyfriend’s blissful face as he helps her in straightening up her dress, Alice finds her answer whether she managed to make him happy this April 15th.
Though, she makes a mental note for the upcoming celebrations to slip in some alone time with Fenrir in their program. Otherwise, things like this might occur again…
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Secret Moments -Luka x Reader
A fic that was made from the anticipation for his route… 5 minutes to go
Secret Moments
Fandom: Ikerev
Pairing: Luka x Reader
Prompts: “I’ll protect you forever” & “You being with me, that alone is enough”
Type: NSFW
WC: 798
Warning: soft smut
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You watched entranced as your fiance spins on the ice, skating under the moonlight. The light catches his skates, glinting at you and you approach closer, not realizing you have been spotted.
“MC-” Luka stops his skating and moves towards you.
“Oh, Luka” You startle at his voice and he moves to his stuff, pulling out a second pair of skates.
“Would you like to join me” His voice is gentle as he hands you a second pair of skates and you nod hesitantly.
“I’ve never skated before-” you start and Luka gives you a reassuring smile.
“I won’t let you fall” Helping you into the skates, he keeps his promise. You grow accustomed to the way his back warms you, his hands always holding yours. The moonlight is the only one who bears witness to the kisses the two of you swear. Slowly skating becomes a hobby you share, just like cooking, but one that benefits only you. After the rest of headquarters goes to bed, the two of you sneak off to the frozen lake to skate, secret moments hidden away from the forever teasing officers.
~~
Cold air pulls you from your sleep and you sit up groggily. Looking around the dark room you realize you are alone, and you can’t help the disappointed sigh.
"Luka" you softly whisper his name, missing his presence. Luka has been gone for weeks, missing the first snow of the year and the lake freezing over. Missing his touch, you slip out of your night clothes and into a warm dress, wanting to feel the ice under your skates again.
Stepping onto the ice is still one of the most magical feelings, even after a few years of doing it. The night is still, only the sound of your skates on ice and the rush of your heartbeat around you.
Almost missing the flash of silver in the edge of the lake, you turn as a second pair of skates sounds behind you.
The figure approaches and your mind blanks out, completely forgetting how to register who was in front of you.
“LUKA!” After clicking, you skate forward, jumping into his arms. His chuckles are music to your ears as you spin in the ice, your lips finally connecting in a kiss.
“I’ve missed you so much” burying your face in his neck as soon at the kiss breaks, you hold him close.
“I'm back, we got everything taken care of” He reassures and you pull him closer. His scent calms you down as he gently skates, guiding both of you around the lake.
“Everything is okay, open your eyes” he soothes and shaking your head you squeeze his fingers, kissing his cheek
“If I open my eyes you may disappear” you pit and laughter rings out from your fiance.
“I promise I will be right here” he murmurs and you finally open your eyes.
“Hey” he murmurs and you smile shyly, a blush forming on your cheeks as you meet the amber gold eyes. The two of them stop in the middle of the lake as you kiss him again, your hand trailing his hair.
“I forgot how pretty your natural hair is” you softly murmur, watching his faded roots fall through your fingers. The minty silver catches the moonlight and a blush graces Luka’s cheeks.
The next few minutes pass in a flurry of kisses, promises and a hasty exit from the lake and back to headquarters.
“I’ll protect you forever” his promise sealed by a kiss as he lowers you back onto the sheets. Your clothing haven been forgotten at the edge of the bed,a soft sigh escapes between the kisses. Fingers glide down your arms to tangle with your hands. His side of the bed is no longer empty and you shut your eyes as his lips catch your nipple, a breathy moan falling from your lips. Tongue lavishing the bud has your eyes opening, meeting the desire filled amber ones.
He takes his time with you, loving every inch of skin, making sure you understand how much he's missed you, how he's hated being away from you. His tongue and fingers have your nerves alight, making sure only one name falls from your lips. A fire rolls through your body from your core, making sure you are consumed in pleasure, in the heat. These times after he's been gone, the feeling of him back by your side triumphs all others.
Falling sweatily by your side, Luka presses one last kiss to your forehead, his legs entangling naturally with yours. Resting your head on his chest, you listen to his heartbeat, strong and sure. The last words you hear bring peace to your soul, the best promise.
“You being with me, that alone is enough”
One Dance
Fandom: Ikemen Revolution
Pairing: Lancelot Kingsley x Alice
Type: NSFW
Tags: biting, vampirism, rough sex, edging, marking, multiple orgasms, vaginal penetration
WC:1548
One Year. If you had told me 1 year ago today that I would be writing publically and people would actually read them I would have called you crazy. What started out as a drunken dare turned into ine of my favorite hobbies. For my one year anniversary I decided to rewrite my first public peice and show how much Ive grown. If you are curious you can read the original post here(please note it is cringey and was my first peice back after a 7 year writing break). Thank you for all your support and Love. ❤❤
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Purposely slipping your shawl off your shoulder under the King’s glare sends adrenaline running through you. You can feel him watching from across the ballroom, the weight of his gaze sends delighted shivers through your veins. You know he is watching your every move as you greet the Black Army officers and you pretend not to notice. Sensing him moving to you, you slip your shawl back in place and start to wander to another set of friends. The game of Cat and Mouse has begun.
“Alice, dance with me?“ Sirius appears in front of you with a warm smile, offering his hand.
"Alices first dance belongs to me” The possessive words flicker in your mind from the last time you were at a ball. Seeing your King nowhere to be found, you take Sirius’s hand with a grin and a curtsey. You are excited to dance in your new dress, the gaze still heavily following your every move.
“It would be my pleasure” You spin in the Queen’s arms, laughing as the dance comes to an end. Sensing his presence you turn away, a smirk gracing your face as you are whisked into dance after dance with the other officers. He never makes a move to stop you, but his gaze never leaves you and you feel frustrated. You wanted him to sweep you off your feet, to show everyone who you belonged to, but he never does. He lets you dance, just watching from the balcony of the venue, overlooking the event.
You end up stepping outside for air, the gaze finally leaving as you exit the venue. Wanting to feel the air on your skin, you let your shawl slip off your shoulders. The cool air soothes the heat on your skin. You let yourself get lost in the gardens, the night air and scent of flowers overwhelming your senses. Your eye fly open and a gasp falls from your lips when arms wrap around you, the face going straight for your neck
“There you are, Enjoying yourself?“ The husky voice sends pleasure spiraling to your core and you subconsciously tilt your head to grant him access to your neck.
"It’s been so nice to see everyone, though I am disappointed you never offered me a dance.” You sigh, intertwining your fingers through his around your waist and he sucks a harsh bite to your neck before responding.
“You were too busy dancing with every…other…officer…there” he growls, displeasure and jealousy drip from his words, a harsh mark being left between words. You can feel the marks blossoming on your skin. The cool night air helps soothe the marks, but it can’t quelch the pleasure rolling through your body.
“I wanted to dance and you weren’t asking me” You turn your face and finally catch his lips, a hot and passionate kiss searing your lips. You try to use the kiss as leverage to escape his grasp, but Lancelot thwarts your plan. Hands hold yours, as you are backed into a stone wall of the garden, the stone biting your exposed shoulders and his other hand hooks around your leg, pulling it up flush to his hip, taking the hint you hook your leg there.
“Keep your hands up there” he commands, letting your hands go, and you comply, resting them on your head, curious to see what the King does next.
“This dress-” He growls in your ear as his hands hastily pull it down to cup your breasts.
“I thought you- ahhh loved this dress” Your sentence dies as he tugs on your nipples, the pain laced-pleasure flooding your nerves.
“I told you this dress was to only be worn when I was with you” he growls, continuing his assault on your nipples, the leg holding you up trembling under the pleasure.
“You were with me, you just -ahh” pouting up at him your sentence is cut off by him roughly tilting your chin up to claim your mouth, pinching your nipple. Your leg buckles and Lancelot is quick to catch you, pinning you between him and the wall, the rough stones scraping your shoulders and back.
Voices cut across the garden, a couple of drunk officers making their way through the bushes. Lancelot growls, using his body and cape to help shield you from view. You timidly bring your hands down around his neck, holding them behind him as he dominates your mouth.
His hand brushes across your core, his mouth muffling your cries of his name.
“If only the Black Army could see you now, how weak I am making you feel.” He growls against your lips, his fingers tease your clit and you whisper his name. The coil in your stomach is pulling tighter and tighter, but before you can cum, his fingers still against your clit. You try to grind against him, but his hips pin yours to the wall, waiting until you calm down before his fingers start strumming your clit again, drawing you quickly to the edge.The voices fade and his lips trail down your neck, you can feel the deep marks bloom across your skin. Gasps fall from your lips uncontained, and a smug smirk graces the King’s face as he watches your face, twisting in frustration as he edges you over and over again.
“King Lancelot-” you whimper, wanting to cum already, you’ve lost track of time and how many times he’s edged you.
“Beg me Alice,” “He commands husky vace as you try to find the words you have a one track mind, every nerve you have is screaming
"Please King Lancelot, please let me cum” you feel the tears prick your eyes from overstimulation as you rock against his hand, searching for that last push.
“More”
“Please. my King, I’ll do anything you want. Please just let me cum” you beg, whimpering at the predatory gaze the King fixes you with.
“Anything?” A rare smirk on his lips, as you nod helplessly under him. Every nerve is screaming for release, and you feel like putty under his gaze.
“As you wish” he growls, his fingers slipping past your entrance with a renewed vigor, stretching you out as he finally lets you come. Your head hits the wall, as the pleasure floods your body, dulling the pain for you.
“Who owns your heart?” The question is growled as he pushes you through your orgasm and you repeat his name over and over. The only thing on your brain as he continues stretching you through your orgasm and straight into a second one, making sure you’re ready for his length. You faintly hear the unbuckling of his belt before you are carried over to a bench, and he has you kneel on it, your bare ass in the air. You shiver as the cool night air hits you, yelping when his hand collides with your ass, feeling his length tease your slit.
“What would the officers think? Their dear Alice taking my cock like this, like the needy slut you are.” He growls, not waiting for an answer before sheathing his length, your body clenching deliciously around him. Setting an almost beastly pace, his arm holds you against his chest, burying his face in your neck.
“You are perfect, so perfect and all mine” he growls, wach word being accented by a deep thrust. Pushing you further into the bench to get a deeper angle. Your head rests on your arms as you feel another orgasm building deep in your core.
“Lance-” you try to warn him, but he can feel the way you are clenching around him.
“Cum for me” he commands, his fangs sinking into your neck, triggering more waves of pleasure. Your eyes roll and your vision goes black as you squeeze him, his own orgasm follows yours as he presses into you to spill his seed.
“Such a good girl, Alice” he murmurs, resting still inside you. He kisses your bite, helping it heal before pulling out and tucking himself back in his pants. He helps you look decent, sitting with you while you calm down enough. To passerbys you are just a couple sitting under the moonlight. His hands caress your thighs, using a hint of magic to ease some of the pain. You snuggle up to him, admiring his profile in the moonlight.
“Do you want to go dance?” He finally asks, helping you stand up. You give him a smile and a shy nod, your legs slowly getting used to walking again. He takes you up to one of the balconies of the venue, where the music’s still playing and offers you his arm.
Sweeping you up in his arms, you notice the flicker of magic as he holds you close. Your feet leave the ground and he dances with you, not putting any pressure on your body and you can’t help giggling. His crimson eyes gaze lovingly at you, continuing to ease some of the pain from your legs. By the time the dance ends, you are able to stand by his side normally.
“Come, we should say our goodbyes.” Lance offers you his arm and you nod, tilting your head at his smirk.
“Now if you show your shoulders, everyone will know who you belong to.”
