Secrets [Clavis Lelouch x Reader][Smut]

Characters ↬ Clavis Lelouch x Fem! Reader

Rating ↬ Explicit (Smut – mdni)

Tags ↬ Smut, Fingering, Masturbation

Description ↬ For weeks on end, you’ve been pining after the Hellcat of Rhodolite, Prince Clavis Lelouch. Thoughts of him race through your mind, both innocent and downright dirty, until one day you can’t help but pleasure yourself while imagining him doing all kinds of things to you. What happens when he ends up walking in on you?

A/N ↬ Yes, of course! … This isn’t the fluffiest, but there’s fluff at the end if you squint, hahaha. I hope you like it anyways!

Disclaimer ↬ I do not own the rights to Ikemen Prince or any of the Ikemen series games.

Wordcount ↬ 1.5k

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Your fingers moved deftly against your folds, bringing forth crests of pleasure throughout your body. Mind hazed over with thoughts of a certain wisteria-haired man with golden eyes that had been teasing you for weeks on end. It was unfair how beautiful he was, truly. Regal features complemented by that devastatingly sexy smirk he’d give you had your heart racing whenever your eyes met his. It started out with a simple joke here and there, leading you to be wary of the man, but ended up escalating to a game of cat-and-mouse. Oddly enough, you found yourself looking forward to the moments every day where the third Prince would appear, voice dripping in seduction and eyes flashing with mirth.

Soft moans fell from your lips like a siren song, rising in volume until your voice could be heard from the other side of the oaken door. Your arousal was slick against the pads of your fingertips. With eyelids clenched shut, your imagination began to roam, picturing the Third Prince of Rhodolite. To be fair, you’d never seen his bare body up close. Still, the way his lithe muscles flexed under his shirt, the sweat that trickled down his brow in the rare moments when you caught him fully focused, all of that had you unable to tear your eyes away from him. If you concentrated hard enough, you could almost feel his fingers roaming over your bare skin, smell the musky and woody undertones of his cologne, and taste the sweetness of his lips.

“Oh,fuck, Clavis. Right th—there.” A moan rose from your lips as your fingers began to quicken, rubbing gentle circles over the sensitive nub in your folds. It just wasn’t enough. You needed something to fillyou up, and you knew exactly what you needed. In a pathetic attempt to chase your release, your fingers dove into your cunt, thrusting in sporadically to find that sweet spot you knew would have you seeing stars behind your eyes.

“Well, well, well, what do we have here?” A deep voice called out, abruptly jolting you out of your dirtiest fantasies. To your absolute horror, the exact man that you had been dreaming about stood in front of you. That mischievous smirk you couldn’t resist seemed to grow to even greater lengths, and his molten gold orbs were glazed over with a hunger you’d never seen before.

“H—How long have you been there?!” You shrieked, fist grasping at your blanket and squirming underneath the covers to save what tiny shred of dignity you had left. Your face was hot to the touch, and a vibrant red had painted your cheeks out of sheer embarrassment. This moment had to be one of your topmost embarrassing moments since taking on your official duties as Belle, and you weren’t sure if you’d remain Belle much longer if word of this got out. A million different scenarios were running through your brain as your widened eyes gazed upon his heated orbs in horror.

“Long enough to know you’ve been naughty, little bunny. Didn’t I tell you when you first came to the Castle – if you ever need anything, just let me know? So why is it that I find you here, struggling to please yourself, when you know I would have been more than willing to help you come undone?” His voice was silky smooth, and you swore you felt yourself get even wetter if that were possible. Like a leopard approaching its prey, he began to pounce, inching closer and closer to you until you felt your body shift with the weight of him on your bed. “Don’t stop just because of me. Show me how you pleasure yourself to thoughts of me, and I might just make your deepest desires come true.”

Every possible answer you could muster up popped into your mind. For a second, you even calculated how long it would take to get dressed and rush out of your room. But before you could make another move, Clavis had ripped the covers off you, exposing your dripping cunt to the chill of the air. His eyes raked up and down your naked form appreciatively, lingering for several beats on your shapely legs and stopping at the apex between your thighs. His hand trailed along the flesh of your thighs before gently prying them apart. Then, with his dextrous fingers, he trailed the tip of his index finger along your slick folds, picking up the evidence of your arousal, and proceeded to lap at his finger coated in your essence with his tongue.

The sight was enough to make you fall apart before his eyes, and you thanked the gods that you were able to keep it together long enough to take in everything. An absolutely sinful groan erupted from his chest as soon as your essence hit his tongue and his hand reached back towards your cunt. Your taste was sweeter than any ambrosia available to man, and he knew at that moment that he would never be able to let you go.

“Too late, little bunny. It’s my turn now.” In one swift movement, he lifted you from your spot and placed you on his lap, back pressing against his hard chest. You’d been worried about offending him, scaring him off so much that he would never deign to speak to you again. However, his hardened manhood poking against your fleshy rear managed to quash all of your concerns. At the very least, he was attracted to you, and that was all you needed at that moment.

“C– Clavis, what are you doing?” Your voice came out several pitches higher than you intended it to, and you shifted around to meet his gaze. Right as your eyes landed on his, he immediately lurched forward and captured you in an all-consuming kiss. Lips melding against lips, tongues entangled together in a passionate dance. All you could do to ground yourself was thread your fingers into the soft tresses of his hair.

Right as you thought you’d settled into the rhythm of your kiss, Clavis’s hand slipped down to the apex of your thighs and began rubbing and teasing, coaxing you closer and closer to your undoing. Incoherent babbles fell from your lips, muffled only by the gentle pressing of the Prince’s lips against yours. His finger circled around the sensitive nub again and again. Then, inadvertently, your hips began rutting against his hand, eager to come undone as you felt that white-hot pleasure begin to spread from your lower belly.

“Come, little bunny. Let me see you fall apart, just for me.” His whisper ghosted against the shell of your ear, followed by a gentle nibble placed on your lobe. And who were you to deny his sensual command? At his words, that hot, white pleasure began cresting over your body in waves, again and again, until you were moaning his name at the top of your lungs. Even in your wildest dreams, with your intimate knowledge of your own body, you’d never been able to bring yourself to such a strong release before. It was like the Prince had you enchanted under a spell, capable of having you listen to his every whim.

Slowly, with each moment, your breath began to level as you came down from your release. Despite the intimate moment you two had shared earlier and the fact that you were naked in his arms, you were still mortified that the Prince had walked in on you, pleasuring yourself.

“I’m so sorry, Clavis… I didn’t mean to make you feel uncomfortable. If you want me to leave the Castle, I’ll do so right away. But, if I can just ask for one thing, please don’t tell Sariel or any of the other Princes what you saw….” You pleaded with him. Your innocent gaze was riddled with worry, and that worry only grew as you took in the unreadable expression on his face.

A dark chuckle slipped from his lips, and you could’ve sworn you felt his cock throb through the thin fabric of his pants. “What would be the fun in keeping this just between ourselves, hm?… If you trulywant this to remain a secret between the two of us, you’ll have to promise me one thing.”

“Anything, I promise, I’ll give you anything you want.”

“I want to be the only person that’s allowed to make you come undone, and that’s including yourself. So from now on, when you want to feel good, you come to me.”

“Wh—what?” A part of you felt as though you didn’t hear the Prince’s request right. There was no way he was asking to be the only one that could make you come undone, right?

“You heard me, little bunny. I want you to be mine. So give your heart and your body to me. That’s the only way I’ll keep this little secret between the two of us.” And how could you resist him when he shot you that heartachingly sexy smile?

You might regret it in the future, but with a quick nod, you sealed your fate and entangled your life with the Hellcat of Rhodolite forever.

Fin.