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Prompt:Lucien C2 - Spanking (heavy)
For: @laylughhh
Warnings:Dark-ish, Lucien/Ares persona, spanking, deep-throat, NSFW.

Nothing had been right since Lucien left that day. Not only herself, but their relationship and him as well. No longer did they spend days in the university gardens watching as caterpillars formed into cocoons, waiting patiently day by day for them to crack open once ripened. Springing out life as a beautiful butterfly fluttered their wings for the first time. Nor did they spend countless hours at the movies at night, watching timeless classics - their hands interlocked and never parting throughout the whole thing until finally one broke away for the last piece of salted popcorn. No ever since he came home, after being away for numerous weeks, muttering about a ‘failed experiment’ he had never been the same.

He looked like Lucien, smelled like Lucien, he even smiled like Lucien on the rare occasion but the man who stood in front of her was not the same man she loved. Not the man who would bring joy to her world, leave fresh cups of tea beside her whilst she slept or text her encouraging messages that sung her praises throughout the day. The man who would make love to her so tenderly, as if he feared she would break, working her up and up into heightened bliss of climax before following and spilling deep inside her was a distant memory. Leaving only the empty shell of Lucien’s body and the twisted traits of Ares.

Instead he would roughly take her from behind, his hands on her hips as he repeatedly slammed himself into her. The bed, the photos on the wall and nearby trinkets placed on the cabinet shook from the pace. The sound of the headboard smacking against the wall drowned out the smacking of his hips against her and the drawn out moans. And when he wanted more, he simply took it. Using her mouth and throat as nothing more than a toy for his own pleasure. Mercilessly thrusting into her as he kept a tight grip on her hair, keeping her in place as his cock pushed down deeper into her every time. Fucking her face to his own rhythm and pleasure until his throbbing head spilled against her lips and down her throat. A dark, sadistic look across his face to see her swallow. Flushed cheeks, tearful eyes and a desirable lust swimming across her face.

And when his hand came down, striking against her backside, any resistance or doubt was futile. A harsh slap, followed by more, the sound of his palm colliding against her skin was paired too well with her cries of pleasure. Cries of pleasure that brought his trademark smirk to his face and just for a moment, when he soothed over the glow-red skin of her behind, it felt all too familiar. That Lucien was back with her. But the feeling came and vanished in the blink of an eye, a quick-witted comment followed by his hand again left her completely at his mercy as she withered.

But still she loved him, she never left him. For even though his personality was none of her Luciens, his eyes never changed. Always that light violet, plagued with a boyish tease and I know all your secrets glaze. Giving her a glimmer of hope, that one day, her Lucien would return to her.