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SAMAEL
When it comes to rank, Samael’s place was higher than the Hayyoth and Seraphim. He is a fear striking angel with twelve wings. Samael is known as the venom of God. Hardly an angel he is, however. He is described as an accuser, seducer, and destroyer. He takes the soul from man. He resides in the seventh Heaven and is the commander of two million angels. He is the chief of Satans. He became the consort of Lilith, and with her had a host of demon children. (The most notable being Asmodeus.) Samael is NOT Lucifer. Samael was the very first Archangel created by God to execute his will at any cost. Due to the primal nature of his being, Samael is described as being both good and evil. However, the descriptions about Samael’s acts clearly bear the testimony of his truly evil nature. He has a whole different idea for humanity than God. He intends to be the new God some day. He aims to overthrow Heaven and toss it into the corrupted claws of Aeshma. He aims to destroy faith and hopes in the hearts of his Father’s dear humans. He will corrupt and control. He’s evil, spiteful, treacherous, and charming.
Origin: Christianity. Samael is 2,000 years old.
“Lucifer? Darling, I am so much worse. I am the very venom of God. I inject cancer and plague the world with pain. I am there when tragedy strikes humanity down. I am there when an old fool takes his last breath. I am a weapon of both Heaven and Hell. You pray to him? Who do you think sent me? Who do you think ordered your death? He’s not listening to you. He’s too busy promoting free will while having me execute those who go against Him or speak ill of His name. I am the closest you will ever get to God, so worship me instead.” -Samael.
Read more about Samael in my upcoming book: Retaliation. Expected early April, 2021.
AESHMA
He is chaos. The demon of wrath, rage, fury, and desire. Aeshma is one of the fiercest, most feared demons in Hell. His story originates in Zoroastrianism; an ancient Persian religion founded in the seventh century. Aeshma is the being responsible for horrendous acts of malice and aggression. He is the king of war and genocide. He lives to see the world bleed. In Hell, he is an exceptional warrior. A military commander of an army made up of 770,000 demons. His influence over rage, violence, and war is just the tip of the iceberg. He lures lost humans into disobedience, defiance, drunkenness, desire, and paranoia. His epithet is, “Of The Bloody Mace.” Aeshma can distract any person and lead them away from their faith and good doing. He sends people into a spiral of poor decisions and violence. He’s powerful and spiteful. He is the complete opposite of religious devotion and discipline. He makes a mockery of any faith and finds joy in bringing people to their lowest points.
Origin: Persian/Iranian. Aeshma is 1,400 years old.
“You actually think your existence is that significant? The world would be exactly the same, with or without you. You’re not important.” -Aeshma.
Read more about Aeshma in Book two: Retaliation. Expected early April, 2021
ASMODEUS
King of demons. Asmodeus possesses the will of fire. He is king for a reason. He dwells in the arts of lust, vengeance, gambling, immortality, possession, pheromone generation, telekinesis, powerful strength, impressive speed and stamina, telepathy, invulnerability, teleportation and compulsion. He rules over the Nine Hells. He is a born leader and manipulator. Asmodeus has 172 legions of demons under his command. Those who fall to Asmodeus’ ways will be sentenced to an eternity in the second circle of Hell. In this story he is handsome and alluring. He is portrayed in many texts as having good manners and an engaging nature. That’s where he will get you. His name and acts are spoken of in multiple religions dating all the way back to the third century. Although it is theorized in some texts, Asmodeus and Aeshma are not the same demon, nor is there any relation. In fact, they are considered to be fierce competitors. Each building their armies to one day face one another in a bloody battle.
Origin: Persian, later Jewish & Christian. He is 1,800 years old.
“I’ve also got eighteen hundred years of experience to your five. Stay focused. Anger is necessary. However, too much will bury you. If you are feeling like you can’t control it, let me know. If you ignore it and lose yourself to it, I will put you in the ground. Let’s not let it come to that.” -Asmodeus.
Read more about Asmodeus in the upcoming book: Retaliation! Expected early April, 2021
Here it is people!! An official chapter from book two of my Helpless series; Retaliation! This is chapter seventeen. This chapter is 13 pages long with 3,116 words! Enjoy! And as always, I love feedback!
CHAPTER SEVENTEEN
Dustin and Talon park on the opposite side of Dean Henderson’s new street.
“Are you sure about this, Talon?” Dustin is obviously nervous. Talon is about to kill a man. “What if you get caught?”
Talon chuckles, “I won’t.” He assures his boyfriend confidently. He looks across the street at the medium-sized gray house.
“Is he even home?” Dustin looks over too, moving his head to try and get a better look.
Then they spot him. He is cleaning his windows. Talon can see the dark bags under the old man’s eyes. “His face still makes me sick.”
“What exactly did he do to you?” Dustin is genuinely curious. He never really knew Talon’s other abusers. Other than his parents and that pack of bullies.
“He would call my parents and lie to them about how I was doing in school. He would turn a blind eye to the gym teacher that would harass the boys in her class, including me. He would punish me when Chase would attack me and say I attacked him. A lot of the beatings I got were because of him.” Talon explains darkly. He pulls out his guns and double checks to make sure they’re loaded.
“Holy shit.” The gleaming guns reflect in Dustin’s bright eyes. “Those are your weapons? Color me impressed.” He takes one gun from Talon and examines it, “I’ve always wanted to shoot one of these.”
Talon laughs and takes the gun back. He puts them both in the holders on the inside of his jacket, “Maybe you can come shooting with me on one of my practice days. I can show you how.”
“Not gonna lie, Talon,” Dustin exhales slowly, “That’s probably one of the hottest things you’ve ever said.”
Talon smiles and gives Dustin a quick kiss, “This won’t take long.”
The three brothers are parked a little further down the road. Their attention is dead set on the house, as is Dustin’s. He’s still nervous and prepared for anything to happen.
Talon strolls right up to the house and knocks enthusiastically. As if this was a casual visit. The man answers the door and his expression twists into one of confusion.
“C- can I help you?” Dean asks hesitantly. He squints his beady eyes. “Do I know you?”
Talon grins and pushes the man back into the house. “Home alone?” He steps in and slams the door shut, “Let’s have a little talk.”
“How do you think he’s going to do it?” Zeke asks, leaning in close to the window.
“This guy didn’t rape him,” Bone replies, narrowing his eyes a little, “So there won’t be a bullet to the crotch. My guess is in the chest. Not too messy.”
“Nah.” Zeke shakes his head slowly. “I say right between the eyes.”
“Wanna bet?” Bone casts a sideway glance at his brother. They smile at each other slyly. “Twenty bucks it’s in the chest.”
“You’re on.” Zeke leans back and reaches between the seats to shake Bone’s hand.
“You two are fucked up.” Damien speaks up from his seat. His wide eyes stare at his brothers in complete disbelief.
“How long has it been, Mr. Henderson?” Talon saunters around the old man’s living room, inspecting his poor taste in decor as he waits for an answer.
The man’s wide eyes watch Talon practically circle him. “M-my wife will be back from the store soon.” He says, hoping to scare the albino off.
“Then you better answer quickly.” Talon retorts. The man doesn’t respond. “Come on Dean.” Talon whispers harshly, “You’re a smart man. How long has it been?” He wants the satisfaction of the man admitting he knows exactly who Talon is.
Dean swallows hard. There are sweat stains in the pits of his cheap polo and his hands are trembling. “It.. It’s been f-five ye-”
“Five years.” Talon interrupts with a slow nod, “Let me ask you something, Dean.” He looks at his hand and slides the fingernail of his pinky under the fingernail of his thumb, “Man to man, do you think you lived a good life? Are you proud of yourself?
Dean’s chest rises and falls rapidly. “I- I’d like to think I did.”
Talon squints and puts on a fake smile, “Did you though?” He circles Dean again. “So, calling a child a demon because of his skin is something to be proud of.” He stops and takes a step towards the man. “Lying and getting that same child beaten, giving him detention when he gets beat up, telling the other teachers to intentionally fail him just to get him in trouble? That’s living a good life, huh?” He shrugs, “I suppose it was a good life for you. Getting away with that must’ve been pretty satisfying.” He pulls out a gun and cocks it. “This, however, will be satisfying for me.” He presses it to Dean’s forehead.
Dean has tears in his eyes. He never expected to die this way. He is frozen to his spot, his pants are soiled and his entire body is shaking. His jaw twitches and his bottom lip trembles. He looks pathetic.
Dustin flinches at the sound of the gunshot. He sees blood and brain matter splatter onto the window. He looks around frantically. No one else is around, and no one seemed to hear anything. He’s glued to the window, waiting anxiously for Talon.
“Look at that splatter,” Zeke says with a dark laugh. He moves his blond bangs away from his eyes, “Totally shot him in the head.”
“Dammit.” Bone grumbles. He knows he can’t argue with the evidence. He pulls out his wallet and gives Zeke a twenty. “Just you wait till we get to the gym teacher’s house. Double or nothing.”
Zeke chuckles as he shoves the twenty in his pocket, “You got it, big guy.”
“I hate you guys.” Damien mumbles grumpily. His two brothers don’t get along very often, and when they do, they bond over the darkest things.
Talon steps out of the house and closes the door gently. He wipes his face with a black cloth as he crosses the street to the truck. “That went better than expected.” He says quietly. He pauses when he notices Dustin staring at him. Why was he staring at him like that? Was he scared?
Dustin uses his thumb to wipe away some blood that was still on Talon’s cheek, “Point blank?”
Dustin’s question surprises Talon. It’s an odd question. “Yes?” He answers in an uncertain tone.
Dustin takes a moment to look at Talon’s eyes. They’re glowing brightly. The bright green and shocks of pink. His cat-like pupils are dilated. The albino is visibly exhilarated. “That was impressive.” He compliments.
Talon smiles and a wave of relief crashes over him. His phone beeps, and he sees a text from Damien saying they are heading to the next house. “We are hitting the gym teacher next. Her house is on the way back.” He informs Dustin.
X
Serpent and Spade are only forty-five minutes behind the others.
“S- Serpent. There are cops here.” Spade speaks up anxiously as they pull up to Dean’s house. “And it looks like he has a wife.” He notices a cop comforting a grieving older woman.
“Don’t worry, little doctor.” Serpent shuts the car off and steps out. Spade exits the car hesitantly. He walks beside him and they cross the street.
“Hey!” A cop shouts as they near the house, “You can’t-”
“There’s nothing for you here.” Serpent’s voice is a deep growl and his eyes glow. He looks at the small group of officers, “You and everyone else on this property need to leave. Nothing happened.”
They all mumble their agreements and get in their cars. They leave without a single argument. He tells the old lady to follow them quietly. He does the same thing to the CSI workers in the house he did to the cops. They leave without a word.
“Sit.” Serpent says to the old lady. She sits silently.
“H- how did you do that?” Spade is amazed. He’s never seen Serpent do a trick like that.
“Compulsion. One of the perks of being me.” Serpent says with a low chuckle.
Spade stops. All this time, Serpent could force him to comply, but he doesn’t. He feels a whole new respect growing.
“Eighteen hundred years alive and you don’t know what you are? What category you fall in to?” Spade looks up at him, “Doesn’t that bother you?”
“Not at all.” Serpent responds, examining the body. The bullet is still on the floor. “Finding out what I am won’t change it. I’ll still be me either way, so I’m in no hurry.”
That’s another quality that Spade admires about Serpent. Nothing ever bothers him, and if it does, he doesn’t show it. He handles each situation with dignity and control.
“You got lucky. You knew what you were right away.” Serpent looks down on Spade, “Nymph.”
Spade’s cheeks redden, and he looks away. “I wouldn’t call that lucky. Male nymphs are extremely rare and-”
“And extremely beautiful.” Serpent adds with a grin.
“And,” Spade adjusts his glasses nervously, “That quality gets my kind kidnapped and sold.” He says sadly.
“That’s where I come in.” Serpent reaches in his pocket and pulls out Spade’s favorite pen. He dropped it at the house when Serpent picked him up. “You’re safe with me.”
Spade’s mother originally hired Serpent to protect Spade. Spade needed protection and Serpent needed a doctor to work with him. Serpent took Spade with him, causing some waves with the doctor’s mother, but there was no way for Serpent to do his project and protect Spade in one place, “You’re always safe with me.” He promises.
“Thank you.” Spade takes the pen with a shy smile. He watches as Serpent sets Dean’s body ablaze. “What about her?” He turns to look at the old lady.
Serpent gazes at Spade. “Look away, little doctor.”
Spade’s eyes flutter a little. He turns away and stares at the floor. He hears the woman whimper, followed by the sound of her neck snapping. He puts his hand over his mouth and closes his eyes. He turns back around as Serpent is setting the woman on fire. “Couldn’t you have just compelled her to forget?”
“I could have, but who knows who else knows them. She could end up with a family member that asks too many questions. It’s easier to kill her.” Serpent places his hand on the small of Spade’s back and leads him out of the house.
Serpent is right. Spade links his arm with Serpent’s and allows the man to lead him back to the car.
X
“N-no! You’re supposed to be dead!” Michelle is terrified. Talon Adams is standing in her kitchen. “You can’t be here!”
“Oh, I understand.” Talon walks up on her, making her stumble backwards and trip on one of her dining room chairs, “I’m too old for your tastes.” He taunts.
Bone and the others are parked around the back of the house. There is no gate. Bone scans the backyard. Something rather peculiar catches his attention. He nudges Damien.
“Hey, look at that.” The tattooed man says urgently. He points to the storm cellar in the woman’s backyard. There are a pile of clothes beside it and a plate of food scraps.
Damien finds the sight a bit odd as well. He reaches to the back seat and shakes Zeke awake. “We might have a problem.”
Zeke sits up straight, “With Talon?” He asks, blinking away the sleepiness.
“Not exactly.” Damien points to what Bone showed him.
“That’s… Strange…” Zeke narrows his eyes and shifts in his seat. “Let’s go check it out.”
They all exit the car and sneak into the backyard. Dustin sees this and watches them with confusion. After a moment, he decides to follow them.
“What are y’all doin’?” Dustin asks them in a hushed tone.
Zeke cocks his head towards the cellar and points to the clothes and plate of scraps.
Dustin’s muscles tense up tightly. What the hell is this?
Bone looks at the cellar doors. “They’re chained shut.” He grabs the chains, “They’re rusted pretty badly. I can probably just-” he breaks the chains with a deep grunt. He tosses them to the side and they land with a loud clink. He opens the doors slowly, “Hello?” He calls down, careful not to be too loud.
They can hear little whimpers as a response. Bone freezes instantly. He stands up and whirls around, “She’s got someone down there. Tell Talon. Now.” Without another word, Bone races down the concrete steps and into the musty cellar.
X
“T- Talon, please… listen to me…” Michelle whimpers. She grabs the top of the counter and pulls herself to her feet, “I- I’m not as bad as you think.”
Talon raises an eyebrow. This should be good. “Why is that?”
Michelle lets out a shaky breath and wipes her forehead. “W-when I was little, I… My father molested me… It happened a lot and as I got older, I thought performing acts like that meant you loved someone…”
Talon holds back his laughter. “Are you telling me that when your father did those things to you, you felt loved?”
“Well… No… I felt scared and alone…” Michelle admits.
“So, you’re trying to tell me you harassed and molested boys because that’s the only way you could show love?” Talon scoffs. “Let’s put aside the fact that these boys were underage. None of them wanted it! Including me! You didn’t love us! You loved feeling like you were in control. Just because your dad traumatized you as a child, doesn’t give you the right to traumatize innocent people!”
Michelle knew her excuse was bullshit, but she was so desperate to stay alive that she was ready to say anything. No matter how ridiculous. “B- but isn’t that what you’re doing now?”
A smile tugs at the corners of Talon’s mouth. “No, you ignorant woman. You were sexually abused and in turn, you sexually abuse underage boys. You project your pain onto innocent people who had no intention of hurting you. I am projecting my pain on the dirtbags that had every intention of hurting me. People like you create trauma. I want to prevent it.” He takes a step towards the shaking woman, making her flinch. Just then, his phone buzzes. He pulls it out and glances at it to make sure it’s not an emergency. His anger boils hot inside of him.
“You…” His head lowers and his bangs fall over his eyes, “You sick bitch!” He shoves his phone in his pocket and rushes the woman. He snatches her up by the throat and lifts her above his head. Her feet kick at the air and her nails desperately claw at Talon’s hand. “You vile woman. You disgust me! You’re a complete waste of flesh! You’ve got someone locked in your cellar!?” His eyes flash defiantly, “How old is he!?” When the woman opts for silence, he tightens his grip. “How old is he!?”
Hot tears streak down Michelle’s face as she chokes out the words, “They’re sixteen!”
Talon feels something in him snap. Black slowly takes over the white sclera of his eyes. He throws the woman across the small kitchen. She hits the wall with a heavy thud. “There’s more than one!?”
X
Bone squints as his eyes try to adjust to the darkness of the cellar, “Hello?” He calls out again.
“P- please… don’t hurt us.” A small male voice whines in fear.
Bone blinks a few times and walks in further. He finally sees them. Two boys about the age of sixteen. His heart sinks at the sight of them, “I will not hurt you.” He says, slowly inching his way towards them. The three of them hear Michelle screaming, followed by several gunshots. The two boys start to panic and cry.
“No, no, no, no. It’s okay. You’re okay.” He crouches down and grabs the chains on their ankles. “These are fairly strong.” He mutters. He looks up at them. “Is there a key?”
One boy nods quickly. “She keeps it in a toolbox by the steps. We can’t reach it.” His voice is like gravel.
Bone gets up and heads back towards the steps. He comes back a moment later with the key. He unlocks the restraints and takes them off of the boys’ ankles. He notices they are only in their underwear. He takes off his coat and throws it around one boy, then takes off his hoodie and puts it on the other. He’s left in a black, sleeveless shirt. The boys look up at him with grateful and needy eyes. Both have dirty blond hair and shamrock green eyes.
“Do you have anyone to take you in?” Bone asks them. They shake their heads. “Do you want to come with me?” They nod their heads eagerly. “Alright.” Bone gathers them both in his arms and stands up. They cling to him desperately as he exits the cellar.
Zeke and Damien’s eyes are wide with shock. Dustin gasps at the sight. Bone carries them to the car and places them in the back seat. “Zeke, are you okay to drive? I want to sit with them.”
“Yeah, no problem, dude.” Zeke is still in complete disbelief. That woman really had two boys trapped in a cellar. He can’t imagine what they’ve been through.
Talon is coming out of the back of the house. The group can see a fire forming inside. “How many?” He asks abruptly.
“T- two.” Dustin notices the change in Talon’s eyes and feels a rush of fear. “Talon-”
“I just got off the phone with Serpent. They are heading back to the house to get supplies ready for those boys.” Talon interrupts harshly, “I collected the bullets myself and started the fire. We need to go. Now.”
The brothers nod and get into their car. Talon and Dustin get into the truck and the vehicles start. They drive off quickly.
“Talon, are you okay?” Dustin’s hands grip the steering wheel. “You looked really… angry back there.”
“Of course I did. That bitch had two sixteen-year-old boys in her cellar. She tried to blame her past trauma on her actions. I’m thoroughly disgusted. Aren’t you?” Talon’s tone is biting. His narrowed eyes glare at the blood beading on his hands where that vile woman scratched him.
“Well, yeah, but your eyes, they-” Dustin is cut off when Talon’s phone buzzes and the albino deliberately answers it. ‘Guess we’ll talk later.’ He thinks with a deep concern.
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Villains are always fun. Here are the villains of Helpless
Samael: The Venom of God
Aeshma of The Bloody Mace
Asmodeus: King of Lust and Vengeance
But what do they want with Talon? Why? Come on my journey with me through the series and find out what these devilishly charming men want with a small town kid.
What happens when you abuse a kid?
What happens when you degrade them?
Lie to them?
What happens when they’ve had enough?
What happens when they want to fight back?
What happens when someone comes along to give them that very chance?
You no longer have helpless children.
You have full blown Retaliation.
Helpless Book two: 2021
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Doms have asked me to provide advice on things based on a subs point of view. Hence a series of posts providing advice to Doms on various topics based on a sub perspective.
The Difference Between Tops and Doms
All Doms are Tops (mostly), but not all Tops are Doms. Just as all subs are bottoms (mostly), but not all bottoms are subs. Just as subs can grow in their submission, so Doms can grow in their dominance. And some men can switch between Dominance and submission.
Our society teaches Dominant boys to restrain their dominance - don’t bully, don’t be selfish, don’t hurt anyone, be kind. They can grow into Men that are Top with the Dominance repressed. Regular (non-dominant) boys grow up to be mere Tops (or bottoms, or subs). It can be difficult to tell the Dominant Top from the regular Top.
The only difference between them is the spark of Dominance in the Dominant Tops inner nature. How that spark ignites into a flame, and how the flame grows and develops is unique for every Dom.
Igniting and Growing the Flame of Dominance
As a sub I love watching the flame of Dominance grow in a man, I enjoy encouraging its growth. Over the years I’ve seen it grow in many ways:
1. Igniting the Spark of Dominance
When a Top takes his first pleasure at the expense of the bottom and likes it, he becomes a Dom. This can be as simple as fucking to achieve an orgasm for himself, and not being concerned about the orgasm in his partner. Or holding his partners head down on his cock because it feels so good, as his partner gags and chokes. By taking the pleasure at the expense of his partner and knowing that he likes it and wants more, the spark of Dominance is ignited. He is now a Dom.
2. The Conflict between Inner Nature and Society
For some, the early flame of Dominance can be plagued by guilt, shame, and regret. The Dom reprimands himself for being inconsiderate, for being selfish, for being sadistic, just as he was taught growing up. He is conflicted. ‘It felt good, but I shouldn’t do that’. The Dom may go for some time, even a life time, taking brief acts of Dominance while consciously or unconsciously restraining his inner Dominance. Some Doms never move beyond this stage.
3. Experimenting with Dominance and submission
Once the Dom learns that the Yang of his Dominance is matched with a Yin of submission, that it is OK to be Dominant, to be selfish, to be sadistic, to be controlling, then the flame of Dominance can grow. At this point the Dom seeks out a sub that will enable that growth.
As he exerts his Dominance, he feels increasingly comfortable taking his pleasure at the expense of the sub. He becomes increasingly confident in his superiority to the sub, in his right to Dominate.
He experiments. He pushes the Dominance out further. Holding the subs head down for longer, Fucking harder, deeper. He experiments with control. Instructing the sub in how to please him. Restraining the sub. Punishing the sub when things aren’t to his liking. He experiments with Sadistic pleasure. He exerts pain and humiliation. At first in small ways, but pushing out further, experimenting and testing how far the sub will go to please him.
While experimenting the Dom often pushes too far, makes mistakes, miscalculates, is surprised by consequence. He learns. He may lose many subs through this time, but a good sub will understand and respect the learning curve of Dominance.
4. Self Awareness
The Doms experimentation may never end, but with enough experience he reaches a point of self-awareness. He becomes self-aware of himself as a Dom, confident in it, and understanding of his inner nature. He not only knows what he likes, but also how to make subs serve him with trust and respect. He becomes master of himself as well as the sub. His Dominance is natural, easy, relaxed, and slow.
5. Personal Growth of both Dom and sub
As the Dom develops throughout his life he increasingly not only uses the sub, but to trains the sub for the nuances of his pleasure. He physically and mentally conditions the sub for his pleasure, making the sub the perfect instrument of his pleasure.
More caring Doms push their dominance out further, controlling more of the sub, beyond just the subs sexual service of him, and into the subs daily life. He helps the sub become better in life, physically fitter, better groomed, more successful in work and study.
Both the Dom and the sub are enhanced, grow, and develop in life. Dominance is a mutually rewarding experience.
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730 days - billy russo x reader | part 5
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fandom; the punisher
summary; billy tries to apologize about yesterday’s events, but things goes sideways.
warnings; angst, mature themes, mature laguage (MINORS D.N.I / 18+)
words; 1.2k
In the morning you woke up feeling strange. When you tried to sit up from the bed, you felt a sticky liquid running down from between your legs and your ass. You gasped at the feeling. You tried to remember last night and what happened after you went to sleep, but everything was blank after you passed out. As you walked towards the bathroom you still were feeling weird.
You were always feeling like after someone had fucked you the previous night, but no one had done that yesterday or they had…
An image of billy entering your room while you were only wrapped in a towel made its way in your brain and you gasped. Fuck, you had a sex dream about him last night and it felt… so good. It made you want him even more.
When you finished with your shower and got dressed, you went downstairs to eat breakfast as you hadn’t eaten anything the previous day. In the kitchen, billy was sitting on one of the stools in the kitchen island and tensed once he saw you. you couldn’t blame him, last night was… eventful.
“good morning…” you said softly avoiding looking at him and purred some coffee and started making breakfast.
When you were finished you put two plates on the kitchen island and served. You pushed the one plate towards billy and he finally acknowledged you.
“you… didn’t have to…” he said.
“well… what were you going to eat otherwise?” you sat down on a stool and started eating.
Billy couldn’t stop thinking about you. after last night he need for you increased even more. He woke up in the middle of the night again and jerked off at the memory. He wanted you again, but he wanted your permission this time. He knew that what he did what really fucked up and he wanted to apologize to you, yet he didn’t want to risk his chances on finally getting on your good side. He knew that you wouldn’t like what he wanted to tell you, but he had to do that at some point. He felt bad for using you like that, but was so aroused at the memory of you cumming undone on his fingers.
Once finished with your breakfast you proceeded to wash the dishes. After a while billy came from behind you and placed his plate on the sink.
“I can wash them, you made us breakfast after all” he said looking at your neck, only thinking about how bad he wanted to mark it up and nibble at it.
“it’s okay billy—“ he cut you off.
“no, I’ll do it, you can rest” he said and took the plate from your hand as he started washing it off.
“okay…” you whispered and sat back down on the stool.
You wanted to talk to him about last night, but didn’t know how to bring it up. After what happened last night, you desired him even more. You wanted to fuck him hard and rough for 24 hours straight. You ached and craved for him. You wanted to tell him about last night, so you did once he finished with the washing.
“so umm…” he looked at you “about last night…” his blood run cold.
“I’m sorry” he said not letting you finish.
“it’s okay…” you sighed “I guess… it was the tension from the previous events” you lowered your head.
“y/n, I’m really sorry, I have no idea what overtook me…” he exclaimed.
“it’s really okay bi—“
“stop saying it’s okay” his eyes burn yours and you looked at him taken aback “it’s not okay y/n. what I did was too fucked up” he ran a hand on his face.
“billy… I’m okay though…” you said and he looked at you as if you had grown a second head “you’re a guy and I understand that if you see a woman like you feel… you know…” you felt awkward as he kept staring at you “it’s not like you did something that I didn’t wanted” his eyes were about to fall on the floor.
“what the fuck are you talking about y/n?” he finally snapped and you looked at him confused “I fucked you! I freaking fucked you while you were asleep, that’s not okay and I know it… what are you even talking about?” he yelled and you gasped at his words.
“you… did what?” you felt venerable.
“I fucked you y/n, while you were asleep. I freaking came inside you that’s fucked up” he continued.
“what?” you were still trying to proceed what he had just told you and he was the one looking confused at you.
“you didn’t…” he breathed out starting to realize that you were talking about something else.
“I was talking about when you saw me…” you felt tears making their way in your eyes and you covered your mouth with your palm trying to stop your sobs.
“y/n…” he tried to reach out to you but you pulled away.
“don’t you fucking dare to touch me! You’re disgusting me” you said as you started crying as you felt nauseas.
“y/n…” he repeated your name but it was late because you had already got up from your seat and ran upstairs locking the door behind you, throwing yourself onto the bed and burying your face in your pillow as you sobbed.
A week had gone by and you couldn’t face billy yet. But why?
You wanted this too. You had touched yourself while thinking about him. You were begging silently for him to fuck you, so why were you bothering with that?
Indeed, what he did was sick, but you didn’t mind you just felt… uncomfortable.
However, you still wanted him. You wanted him to fuck for real this time, not while you were asleep, but you couldn’t bring yourself to face him. After a while of thinking, you felt hungry and decided to go downstairs to eat something. On your way you bumped into him and made the mistake of lifting your head.
You made eye contact and saw nothing but regret and pain in his eyes. You knew that he was sorry about what he’d done, he had even apologized to you, but you were embarrassed to see him.
“y/n…” your name felt like heaven coming out of his lips.
“yeah…” you said with a rasped voice.
“there’s…” he took a couple steps back, just realizing how close you two were “there’s a gala again tonight and—“ you didn’t let him finish.
“okay…” you made your way past him and he turned to look at you silhouette.
“I’ll bring your dress up…” he lowered his head and you didn’t answer him.
Great, just another night that you had to spend with him, looking happy and cozy.
Just… great…
To be continued…
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730 days - billy russo x reader | part 4
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summary; not having seen y/n, billy for the whole day bursts in her bedroom and he sees something that doesn’t let him sleep for the rest of the night.
wanrings; angst, mature themes, mature language, smut (unprotected sex, fingering, anal, not permissibly sex) (MINORS D.N.I / 18+)
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The next day, you didn’t even dare to leave your bedroom. It wasn’t like you were afraid of him, but what he did brought you back all the trauma and pain that you had went through as a child.
You knew your father was not a good guy at all. He was more like, the worst man that ever existed. After your mother was found dead at your house, things went downhill. He started beating you up for no particular reason; he just wanted to let out some steam- as he used to tell you. once you came of age, you learnt to defend yourself and he stopped harassing you, saying that he wanted to taught you how to fight. Bullshit… he just loved violence. He craved it, but you hated it.
When you stopped thinking about all those things, you decided to take a warm shower to relax. You let the warm water travel down your body as you started washing your hair. You closed your eyes, but immediately regretted as billy’s face appeared. Your breath hollowed and your shook at the memory of you touching yourself while thinking about him. You wanted to do it again, as you felt aroused by it, but you were too stressed about yesterday’s events. You finally finished with your shower and hoped out of it as you wrapped a small towel around your wet body.
However, billy downstairs couldn’t stop thinking about you. it was 11 o’clock and he hadn’t seen you all day. He was anxious about you, it was as if he cared about you, but he wouldn’t let himself agree with that. Minutes later, he couldn’t stop moving at hi seat on the couch. Why would you react like that? Billy hated you, but once he saw the terror in your eyes, something broke in him. He hated being the reason of your nightmares and he didn’t even know why.
You didn’t even come downstairs to eat today. He was worried. Finally he decided to go up and check on you, whether you liked it or not. Once outside of your room he knocked on the door patiently. However, after a few minutes of waiting he frowned. His plan would go to waste if you were dead- he let himself believe that it was the reason of him feeling unease. He knocked again and again and again. He could hear nothing from your room, so he took a step back and kicked the door open.
As he did so and entered your room, you exited the bathroom with nothing but a small towel wrapped around yourself. Billy froze.
You looked like a goddess in all her glory. He couldn’t take his eyes off you. he was reliving the previous night, when he saw you in the dress that he had bought for you. he felt a weird feeling growing inside him and his heartbeat increased.
You couldn’t move too, as your eyes were locked with his.
He walked towards to you slowly and you felt your breath hitching in your throat. He was now standing right in front of you while looking down at your –almost naked- figure. He wanted you and he wanted you bad and rough. At that time he wanted to do unspeakable things to you. he wanted to be the reason that you would not be walking for the next week.
You looked up at him not saying a single word. He then placed the palm of his hand on your right cheek and you wanted so bad to lean into the feeling but didn’t give in. he exchanged his glare between your eyes and your lips until he leaned down so that his lips were almost touching yours.
You wanted to press your chest against his. You wanted him to feel you. you wanted him to want you as bad as you wanted him. Fuck you craved for him. He opened his mouth as if to say something, yet closed it again.
He wanted to cry by the frustration he was feeling at that moment. He wanted to take you right at that spot, but he didn’t.
He finally dropped his hand from your cheek and took a step back. You wanted to sob at his actions. He looked at you for a few more seconds and then walked out of the room closing the door behind him.
You clenched your chest. Fuck… what the fuck was that? You thought.
You felt dizzy, like you were about to collapse, so you laid down on the bed, not even bothering to change. You were feeling so hot right now. You throw your towel away and didn’t even try to cover yourself with a blanket as sleep took over you with billy being the main theme of your dreams.
Billy was feeling starstruck. He didn’t know what overtook him back then at your room. He wanted to punch himself in the face. He wanted to kiss you so bad, but he just left. He felt so lost when he looked in your eyes. You were soothing him, make all his stress go away. He felt at peace and that’s what freaked him out.
He sat up from his bed, not even knowing why. He strolled out of his bedroom and walked towards your room. The time was 2:30 in the morning and he couldn’t sleep. You wouldn’t let him sleep. That time when he tried to open the door it was unlocked. When he looked inside he felt his blood stop running in his veins and gasped lowly.
You were sleeping in your bed, your back at him, totally naked. He had a full few of your round ass, of your whole body and he wanted to touch you so bad.
He made his way towards your bed. He knew that what he was about to do was wrong, but he couldn’t stop himself. He took his clothes off, so that he would be completely bare too. He laid down next to you and contemplate for about five minutes what to do next. Without thinking anymore, he placed his hand on your hip feeling your warm skin under his touch as he slowly started drawing circles with his thump. He then guided his hand on the inside if your thigh. He felt you tensing and stop breathing for a second, but reassumed as you continued sleeping. His hand traveled a little upwards and found home at your heat. He moaned at how wet you were.
He ran his digits through your wet folds feeling the heat radiating from you. his thump rubbed your clit and you let out a shaky breath. He worked you for a good five minutes before he entered one finger inside you. he started pumping in and out slowly as he grabbed his dick with his other hand stroking it. He wanted you so bad, wanted to be inside you, but didn’t want to wake you up. He couldn’t even imagine what your reaction would be like. However he had another idea.
He pushed you slowly forward- with his finger still inside you- as he hovered on top of you as he slowly entered you from behind. You flinched a little and he put a halt at his movements, but when you let out a sigh he pushed further inside you. fuck you were so tight. He thought that he could cum at any second. After a little he started fucking both your holes as you were still passed out cold. His breath was shaking and he wanted you even harder but still didn’t want to disturb you. he placed his head in your hair smelling the aroma of your shampoo. He was in love with your shampoo. His head shot back up and his eyes widened at the thought of the big L word. The fuck was he thinking about? Suddenly he heard you moaning and pushed a second finger inside you.
He was feeling how close you were and that was brining him even closer to his high. He couldn’t believe that you were about t cum by him fucking you while you were asleep. He increased his speed a little still fucking your ass and he felt you clenching around his fingers. With his thump, he started rubbing your clit and felt you shaking as you finally came while triggering his high too. He came inside your asshole as dropped his head on top of your slowly as he was breathing heavily.
A few seconds later his slipped his fingers out of you, bringing them to his mouth to taste you. his cock twitched at how your juices were tasting and he wanted to bury his face between your legs. When he felt you tensing once again, he pulled out of you and kissed your head softly, before he slipped out of your bed, getting dressed again and leaving your bedroom, closing the door behind as he ran a hand through his hair, thinking about what he had just done.
He had fucked you!
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730 days - billy russo x reader | part 3
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summary; y/n and billy attend a gala that leads to the break out of a huge fight between them.
warnings; mature themes, mature language, angst, chocking (MINORS D.N.I. / 18+)
words; 1.4k
When you finally arrived at the gala, a battler opened your door and helped you out of the car as billy came around giving his keys to him. He came next to you and didn’t even look at you while he wrapped his arm around your waist guiding you inside. You couldn’t help but tense at his touch as chills ran through your body.
“drink?” billy asked simply once you were inside the venue.
“umm yeah…” you answered gulping at how out of place you were feeling.
You were at an event with the man that you liked, but was also your kidnapper. You felt weak, helpless. You liked being around him, yet nit like that. You’d love to be his partner and you’d help him with whatever he was up to, if he’d ask you without question. Apart from everything you too didn’t like how your father was like. He never treated you with love, care, never asked anything about your life, how were you feeling when you were at your downs. That’s the reason why he didn’t even try to look for you now that you were missing for fur whole days. Where did he think that you could be? Sometimes you were wondering if he even knew that he had a daughter.
“y/n…” billy exclaimed your name.
“yes, yeah…” you said taken aback.
“I said that your father’s here and we’re gonna see him” he explained looking around the room.
That was your problem, he was treating you like you were some object, maybe you were, but you weren’t feeling okay with him treating you like trash. What would he even do to you once he was finished with your father? Would he kill you? you exhaled shakily at that thought ad turned to him.
“so that’s why you threatened me to come with you?” you spoke.
“first of all, be careful with what you’re saying and second… that’s what we agreed on first place princess” he said as his eyes burned in yours.
“we? I didn’t agree with anything you said billy” you hissed back.
“shut up or I swear you’re gonna regret it when we get back home” he clenched his jaw.
“oh yes? What will you do?” you challenged him.
“I might not be able to kill you sweetheart, but I can torture you, dig my blade so deep into your skin. I’ll make sure to scar your pretty body forever, that much so you’ll not be able to get out of the house again” his grip on your waist tightened as your eyes widened “now, let’s go and find daddy Rawlins” he smirked and lead you through the crowed.
Seconds later, your father appeared talking with some older men.
“William!” billy exclaimed with a proud voice, wrapping his arm even more around your middle, showing of his dominance.
Your father turned around and you saw his eyes widening at the sight of both of you.
“russo…” he said as he turned away from the people that he was previously talking to “y/n” he exclaimed looking at you with disgust.
Amazing, your own father was disgusted of you.
“didn’t expect to see you here” billy lead smirking.
“why on earth would I miss a military event?” your father responded in the same tone.
“ right… more men to cry out for help, isn’t that right?”billy fired back and you saw your father clenching his jaw.
“in comparison to you, billy, I don’t need to cry for help. I believe that you are the one that has to do that, don’t you think?” he said.
“yeah, I don’t think so. y/n, what do you think?” he finally addressed you and your father glared at you.
You wanted to say that you should be the one to cry for help, but you knew better than that. You knew that if you were to disappoint billy, you’d pay for that.
“I think that you have to be careful dad, many dad things can happen when you’re not expecting them” you smirked as you felt a rush of confidence running through you.
“my own daughter… turned against me” he gritted his teeth and you knew that if you weren’t surrounded by people he would’ve crush both of you, if not billy then you for sure.
“don’t know what you’re talking about William, but If she’s your daughter, then she keeps calling daddy every night I fuck her?” billy grinned proud of himself and your jaw dropped as he turned you around to leave, before you saw your father’s hand tighten around the glass of whisky that he was holding.
“what the fuck was that billy?” you exclaimed once you were too far away from your father.
“what?” he responded having the same smirk again on his face.
“he’s my father billy, you can’t say things like that to him” you hissed at him.
“you’d wished for me to say even more things to him than what I just said, if you knew what he’s done” he said looking at you like a mad man.
“then tell me! What has he done?” you demanded.
“your place is to be my good little girl, not a fucking brat, demanding things” he gritted his teeth.
“I hate you! I wanna leave” you said and walked outside with billy following you.
“I swear to god y/n, if you do not stop right now I’ll fucking ruin you” he yelled once you were outside.
“for fucks sake billy, I would’ve just waited in the car, I’m not leaving, I know better than to leave you. I just want some space” you said as you felt tears in your eyes, but tried to shake them away.
“you can’t have space y/n. what do you think you are? I told yo—“ you interrupted him.
“a means to an end… I know. Now take me home” you demanded as you entered the car.
“fucking bitch” you heard him saying while he stood in front of his car.
You felt your heart breaking at what he said. You hated that he was treating you like that. Hated to be used like that. You just wanted to go back to your room at his apartment and cry your eyes out. Why were you feeling that way for him? Your heart was aching for him, for his touch. You should hate him. That’s what you were telling him, but that as just to get on his nerves, you didn’t actually mean it.
You wanted to punch yourself for not loathing him.
Once at his penthouse, you tried to make your way upstairs, but were stopped as he grabbed your arm yanking you behind, crushing you against the wall as he wrapped his other hand around your neck squeezing it.
“I told that you’ll fucking regret what you did?” he was furious as he was looking you in the eye.
“I don’t fucking care. You are a nothing russo and I fucking hate you to death. I don’t care what my father has done to you, but I wish for him to kill you in the most awful was while I will be enjoying watching you beg for your life” you fought back, using his words against him.
“i’m sorry princess, but that will never happen. I promise you, once I’m done with him, I’ll fucking kill you too. I will hesitate about it. I swear!” he whispered- yelled at you as his grip around your neck tightened “I’ll fucking skin you alive bitch” you saw him lifting his hand up, making you flinch at the movement and a frighten look made its way on your face. Billy was taken aback, not expecting that reaction from you.
“please…” you trembled.
“y/n…” he whispered your name as he dropped his hand from your neck, taking a few steps backwards.
“can I go up..?” you said with a shaken voice.
“yeah…” he nodded and you rushed upstairs.
Once in the bedroom you locked the door behind you sliding down against it while bringing your legs up to your chest hugging them and started crying as billy was left flustered at the entrance hall.
Well… indeed that night turned out to be shitty…
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730 days - billy russo x reader | part 2
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summary; billy threatens y/n to go with him at some gala
warnings; angst, mature themes, mature language, metions of blood, threatening w knief, masturbate (MINORS D.N.I / 18+)
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A couple of days later, your father hadn’t even tried to communicate with you, it was as if he didn’t even care about you, thing which was upsetting you a lot. Billy was being kind of cold towards you, but it wasn’t as if you were seeing each other a lot, as a matter of fact that you were always locked in your room, which turned out to be billy’s room too.
The first night he tried to sleep with you, not in any suggestive way, he just attempted to sneak into the bed while you were asleep, but as soon as you felt something move besides you, you pushed him off the bed, resulting in him falling onto the ground. He never tried to do that again, it was as if he was respecting your decision, yet how would you believe that since he had kidnapped you.
You had missed human contact, in any kind of way and you wanted so bad to leave this house. Billy had even taken your phone too and you couldn’t talk to anyone. You were still mad at him, who wouldn’t be, but you managed to stay as much as you could away from him. However, you still liked him and couldn’t hold back, but think about how it would be if he one day sneak into your room again and started kissing you, then removing your clothes and then at the end, fucking you. you wanted him so bad and having him wandering around the house for the most part of the day that he wasn’t at anvil, was infuriating.
You had thought many times about touching yourself, but you didn’t want to give into him, didn’t want to let him know that he’d won. You hated that, your ache about him and you wanted to tease him back, but it was as if nothing was affecting him, or he was pretending so…
Letting out a heavy sigh, you made your way downstairs and into the kitchen to grab something to eat, because you didn’t eat lunch and now you were starving to death. In your displeasure though, billy was there too sitting on the couch watching tv with just a pair of grey sweatpants on. You tried not to look at him and opened the fridge to find something eatable. As you did so and closed it, you felt an arm wrapping around your waist and you were yanked behind and against a firm chest. Billy…
“haven’t seen you today princess” he whispered as he placed his head in the crook of your neck making chills run through your body.
“wasn’t that wonderful?” you said ironically and pushed away his arm from your waist, resulting in him to let out a small chuckle.
“couldn’t agree more” he winked at you as you turned around and you rolled your eyes.
“come on princess don’t be like that” he smirked and you didn’t said anything back, making him sigh deeply “anyways, there’s this gala tonight that we have to attend so be ready at 8” he said and sat back down on the couch.
“excuse me?” you exclaimed and he looked at you.
“what?” he simply said,
“I’m not going anywhere with you” you said and he let out a dark laugh sitting back up and walking towards you.
“you don’t understand princess. This is the reason I have you with me, to be my little doll that I’ll be showing of at your daddy” he smirked looking down at you “this is the only reason I’m keeping you alive” he continued and your eyes widened “yes princess, I decide whether you leave or not, me and only me” he finished.
“fuck you” you said with a trembling voice.
“you just have to ask sweetheart and I’ll obey to that” he grinned at your comment and your eyes widened.
“I’m not coming” you threw your hands in the air by the frustration and tried to leave but he grabbed you by the hair snatching you back at him while pulling from his pocket a small knife pointing it at your neck.
“either you’re coming with me or I’m slashing your throat leaving you here to bleed to death while I’ll be watching tv, your call” he hissed in your ear and you gulped.
“I dare you…” suddenly feeling more confident you gripped at his wrist digging your nails into skin, drawing blood.
“fucking bitch” he breathed out and pressed even more the blade to your throat.
“you need me, we both know that. You can’t kill me. What will your little buddy think about it?” you bit at your lip trying to hold back your smirk.
“I fucking hate you” he said and finally let go of you pushing you away with force, making you gasp “you’re still coming with me though, because even if I can’t kill you, I can kill your friends and whoever else you care about” his eyes darkened and you felt your blood stop running in your veins by what he told you.
“billy…” you whispered his name, feeling helpless.
“I spoke” he gritted his teeth.
“okay…” you finally gave in with a deep sigh.
“good, I’ll bring you up your dress in a minute” he said as he signed for you to go to room.
After a few minutes that you’d reached your room you heard someone knocking. Opening it you saw billy with a huge back in his hand.
“this is yours. Be ready by 8” he explained and left without a second word.
Moments later, you decided to open the back and inside you saw the most beautiful dress. It was a long, silk, black dress without a back and you felt definitely in love with it. Did billy bought it for you? looks like he might be a bastard, but he’s a bastard with good taste.
You finally went to take a bath, relaxing by the events of the day and tried to avoid thinking about what will happen later. Once out, you wrapped a towel around you and started daydreaming as you started with your hair routine, as billy had made sure to provide you with everything that you had back home.
You started thinking about him though, about how it would be to have him there right next to you. what if you’d attend this event as his actual girlfriend and not as a pawn. You wanted him to wrap his arms around you as he did earlier, you wanted him to kiss your neck and places more southern. Without even thinking your hand made each way towards your heat that was already soaking and not just by the water. You closed your eyes and felt your heartbeat increasing as you run your fingers between your folds. You rubbed your clit for a moment before guiding your fingers at your opening and pushing two of them inside you as you gasped. You pumped them in and out of you thinking about billy’s fingers. How good they were wrapped around your neck at firs day that you came here. You wanted him to bury them deep inside as, you wanted him to make you cum a thousand time only by using them… and then maybe he’d bury his head between your legs too.
You let out a moan at the feeling. You imagined that these were his fingers, he was the one controlling your body, your orgasms, everything… you wanted him to ruin you. with your thumb you rubbed your clit, feeling your high approaching as you imagined billy’s face looking right into your eyes.
“oh fuck… billy…” you moaned loudly as you came on your fingers.
Seconds later and after you had calmed down, it was as if you had returned on the planet earth and hoping that he didn’t hear you, you washed your hands and with trembling legs, you made your way back in your room to get ready.
An hour later you were finished. You had wore the dress that billy gave you as you combined them with your black high heels and had put on night make up. Once ready you took your small black and silver purse and made your way downstairs.
When you went to the hall that was leading to the entrance way, billy was standing there putting on his suit jacket and you couldn’t help yourself but check him out as he had his back on you. you finally decided to pretend as if you were clearing your throat and he turned around looking at you as you saw his jaw dropping at the sight of you.
“are… are you ready?” he asked after a few moments clearing his throat too.
“yeah…” you answered and walked towards the door as he grabbed his keys, but before you could walk past him, he grabbed your arm stopping you.
“if you dare to try anything, say anything or attempt to leave, all your friends are dead” he threatened and you gulped nodding “I didn’t hear you” he hissed shaking your arm with force “did you understand?” he asked.
“yes” you said.
“good” and with that you left his house and made your to the private garage that was in his building.
Well, that’ll be a tough night…
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730 days
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summary; y/n and billy go way back. two years ago the two of them managed to turn from enemies to lovers, after he had kidnapped her and forced her to pretend to be his girlfriend as to use her against her father, william rawlins.
warnings; mature themes, mature language, violonce, torture, abduction, angst, sexual content, smut (MINORS D.N.I. / 18+)
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prologue|part 1|part 2|part 3|part 4* | part 5
To be continued…
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summary; y/n and billy go way back. two years ago the two of them managed to turn from enemies to lovers, after he had kidnapped her and forced her to pretend to be his girlfriend as to use her against her father, william rawlins.
warnings; mature themes, mentions of trauma, violence, blood and torture, angst
words; 578
The rays of the sun hardly make their way inside the cold room. Your hands stings from the ropes that binds them together. Your body is trembling from the pain and your eyes burn from the crying.
730 days.
That’s how long you have been kidnapped by your own father, William Rawlins, a cruel, foul man, that doesn’t even aches for his own daughter. The only thing that motivates him is money… and torturing people.
Of course you didn’t know any of his doings from the beginning. That’s why, once you’ve learnt about them, he locked up in a small room for two whole years. You hated that man; you hated your father, hated being his daughter, hated being called a ‘Rawlins’. Overall, you loathed everything in your life. Everything except a man.
Billy Russo.
The man that you once hated, but now and for the past two and a half years loved more than anything. Billy was the only one that made feel alive, that made you feel like you mattered. You wanted to cry just by having a small glimpse of him in your head. Your heart was screaming for him, was pleading for him to come and get you away from this place that you’ve been trapped in.
But nothing ever happened. Billy never burst through the door to rescue you. You waited and waited and cried and cried…
So, as the time went by, you made up your mind and decided that you’ve had enough.
Days of planning later, you had finally managed to break through your bounds, after tricking one of your father’s men into giving you –accidentally- a pocket knife. Once you were standing on your feet, you immediately fall down due to the aching of your legs. Moments later you crawled towards the door-it was lunch time- and when it opened you knocked down the guard… and the other four as well and as you rose again, you run to the nearest exit that you had spotted.
The light hit you and you screamed as your eyes burned by being exposed to the sun after all these years. People were looking at you strangely and you couldn’t blame them. A woman approached you. You were terrified and your whole body was shaking so you run. You run and run and run…
Your head hit into a strong stern and your nose started bleeding at how sensitive it had became by all the beating. You tried to apologize, but no words could come out of your mouth. It was as you’d forgotten how to talk, due to only screaming those couple of years.
So you lifted your head.
You froze. Your blood stopped running in your veins. Your eyes widened and your jaw dropped.
He was there, standing right in front of you. He was the same as you remembered him to be, but… he looked more miserable now. Why?
Why? A question that had engulfed your brain. Was it because of you? No, it couldn’t be, could it? After all these years, did he even remember you? His eyes darkened and started glistening as he stood there speechless.
He remembered you, but why didn’t he try to look for you? However, all you cared about at that time was him. The man that had overwhelmed your thoughts while in captivity, was finally standing only a few inches away from you.
Your ex enemy and currently lover, was here. Billy Russo was here!
730 days before…
Dusk till Dawn- Billy Russo x Reader| XII
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A/n; finally guys this is the last part of my series!❤️ i hope that you enjoyed my annoying self and i’m so sorry for not posting for like… two months but my adhd self decided to self distanced himself from writting lol
Summary; Y/n dreams finally comes true, with the man that she loves to death.
warnings; fluff, mature language
words; 1.1k
Three years later
“tony come back you didn’t finish your cereal!” you yelled out at your two year old son that had just took off with his father, while holding your little girl, willow, in your arms.
“mommy I’m not hungry anymore.” Tony cried out.
“tony you need to eat your food if you wanna be a big boy” you told him.
“sorry honey but that’s a dump thing to say.” Your husband showed up out of nowhere with a foot-ball in his hands.
“if that was true I would be superman by now, not penguin” he said making your son laugh hysterically.
“well if penguin was like that and I was batman… damn… would let him kill me and then apologize about it” you winked at him making him smirk.
“it is a good thing then that you’re not batman and I’m not penguin” he said approaching you, making you roll your eyes.
“daddy!” your little girl squealed in your arms for her father.
“hey baby girl, love that your reminding mommy how she should call me at nights” he grinned as she took willow in his arms.
You were so grateful that your son had gone back to resume playing in your backyard.
“jesus billy, she might be ten months old, but she still can understand you in some way, ya know” you said rolling your eyes once more.
“then what if we leave willow with tony and go upstairs to have a more private… talk” he winked.
“in your dreams pretty boy” you laughed.
“indeed that is the only place that we’re having that kind of talk nowadays” he sighed.
“whatever bill” you said and went back inside to wash the dishes.
So, as it may seems, it is a fact that in those last three years you and billy had finally managed to built your own family. Tony was born almost one year after you reunited with your husband and turns out half a year later, your pregnant again with your little princess, willow.
Furthermore, you still kept in touch with pepper and morgan, but only through phone calls and etc., because you were still wanted back in the USA. Looks like your fight for mankind was not good enough for them to forgive you and let you return to your birth country, yet you didn’t mind.
You had built a new life here with billy, having created your own small family, so you couldn’t be more grateful about it. All your pain and all the shit you went through, belonged to the past now.
As for Curtis, he didn’t mind bothering you and billy again. You had learnt that he was married now, but still kept on talking to ex-vets. You were glad though that he didn’t try to come after you at all.
Your thoughts were interrupted as you felt your husbands arms wrapping themselves around your waist while he rested his chin on your shoulder.
“what are you thinking about?” he finally asked you.
Sighing you whipped your wet hands in a towel and turned around to face him. You wrapped your arms around his neck as your rested your behind against the kitchen counter. He kept his own arms still around your waist.
“I was thinking about how grateful I am to have you and our babies in my life” you answered truthfully while pecking his lips.
“i didn’t do anything about it love, don’t know what you’re talking about. You went through all that pain while I quite enjoyed myself in the making.” He smirked and you playfully smacked his arm.
“are you horny mister russo?” you smirked back.
“how can I not be if I’m having you as my wife?” he winked at you as he leaned in and started kissing your neck.
“I’m sorry to break it to you honey…” you said while pushing him away “but it’ll take you months to put your pretty hands on me again” you bite you lower lip.
“what?! No love you can’t do this to me… I can’t stand a day not touching you” he cried out as he tried to touch you again but you avoided him.
“nah ah, you said it yourself, you didn’t do anything more than enjoying yourself while I was having the worst pan in my life honey, so now is time for pay back” you said turning around and resuming washing the dishes.
“babe come on—and how long will this torture last?” he asked sighing.
“until I go through that hell of a pain again and manage to break your hand” you giggled.
“wha—you know to get through this I have to fuck you ag—“ he cut himself of as he reached out to turn off the tap while turning you around so he could face you.
“y/n…” he started.
“yeaaahh…” you responded while trying to hide your smirk.
“are you…?” he said.
“am I what billy?” you giggled and suddenly his face expression went from a confused one to an excited one.
“baby…” he said while tearing up and you couldn’t help but squeal while wrapping your arms around his neck again.
“yeah” you breathed out.
“are you…” he didn’t finish as you nodded your head positively at him.
“oh my…” he breathed out as he picked you up in his arms and spin you around making you laugh from excitement.
“I love you so much y/n” he said as he put you on top of the counter “you don’t know how lucky I feel having you all to myself love. Thank you, thank you so much for being my wife” he said as a tear spilled from the corner of his eye.
“billy…” you sighed as you whipped his tear off “I love you too honey, never forget that, you are my whole world and I would do a=everything in my power for yours and our babies’ happiness” you finally said as you leaned down to kiss his lips softly while he placed his hands gently on your hips.
“thank you for sticking with me billy” you both laughed.
“thank you for tolerating me, my love” he said back as he kissed you again.
“told you I dreamed about out family billy, thank you for making my dreams come true” you hugged him.
“cannot believe that I’m holding you right now in my arms y/n” he said while kissing your hair softly.
“what can I say, I’m quite of a superhero, am I not?” you said and you both broke out laughing.
You had finally found peace.
The End!
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Dusk till Dawn- Billy Russo x Reader| XI
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Fandom; Marvel & The Punisher
Summary; Y/n learns that there’s a way to bring Billy back.
warnings; violence, mentions of blood, angst, fluff, mentions of death, mature content, mature laguage
words; 1.2k
Five years later
“Morgan, Y/n, where are you?” you heard your father calling out yours and your little sisters name.
“In here” Morgan yelled back as you smiled softly at her.
It had been five years since half of the population vanished and since that day you had been living with your dad. When you finally found him due to the help of Captain Marvel, you felt a part of you healing automatically, while the other one was still missing Billy, your husband.
You had been so miserable when you lost him. That day you lost your whole world. Since then you’ve been diagnosed with depression and many more. Apparently, now, you had been leaving with your father, his wife- Pepper and their little daughter, that is your sister, Morgan.
That little girl became the daughter you would never had with Billy. You particularly raised her. You gave her all the love that you had left in your heart and you were always there to help Pepper out.
However, enough was enough and you couldn’t stand sitting there like nothing ever happened, doing nothing. The world had lost its hope. The Avengers were gone and whoever of them was left, had quit once and for all.
So, you were more than happy to welcome Steve Rogers, Natasha and that guy that you’d never seen before in your father’s house.
“Hey Y/n… how’re things going?” Natasha asked you while the others were inside talking about time travelling.
Crazy, isn’t it?
“Hi Nat, could have been better, I believe.” You admitted truthfully.
“Y/n, have faith in us, in you, we’re gonna bring everyone back. I promise you that.” She placed her hand on your shoulder.
“I don’t like thinking about him Nat, it hurts so fucking much.” You breathed out as you felt tears welling up in your eyes.
“I understand, I’m so sorry Y/n…” She hugged you.
When they finally left you went to talk with your dad.
“Yes sweetheart” he responded when you called out for him.
“I want to leave” you finally said.
“what? What do you mean?” he asked you shocked.
“I can’t stay here dad, when I’m learning that there might be a way to bring Billy back. I just… I can’t.” you broke down.
“Y/n I’ve risked everything to have you all here with me safe and sound. I can’t risk losing you, you all are my family, you are my first daughter y/n, I’m not leaving you go anywhere!” he yelled at you and you shot up from your chair.
“you’re only thinking about yourself, do you know how bad it hurts to miss someone and even more if you know that there’s hope and the people that are supposed to be helping you, are holding you back? Yes, you are my family, but Billy is too, he is my husband and I’m not losing hope on bringing him back. I’m going, whether you like it or not.” You said and left the kitchen.
A couple days later, your father finally joined you too and now you were with him, steve and scott in new York of 2012 to find the space stone, while bruce went to bring the time stone. Many things came up and steve and your dad had to go way back to get the space stone, but now you had to fight.
“promise me… promise me that you won’t use your powers, not even if he worlds ending.”
You remembered Billy’s words to you from the day that he turned into dust.
Bruce had snapped his fingers and hopefully had reversed Thanos’ doings. However, you knew that nothing was over yet, you had a very bad feeling of what was to come. Suddenly, you everything darkened and in a matter of seconds the whole building had collapsed.
You tried to recover as soon as possible, but you had no idea where you were at that moment, so you tried to search for a trace of light and you found it. You climbed up the big rocks and made your way through a small gorge on top of it.
When you got out everything was destroyed, yet you tried to find your father.
“dad!” you yelled out once you saw him.
“y/n” he breathed out and run up to you, still in his iron man suit.
“I thought that you died” he said while he hugged you.
“I’m okay dad” you reassured him.
Suddenly, you saw multiple orange wholes opening and a whole army of everyone that had turned into dust appeared.
You had made it. You had brought everyone back. Billy was back!
After that a huge fight broke out between you all and Thanos’… things.
At the end you were exhausted, but you were still fighting. Blood was rolling down from your nose and you were feeling your insides burning, but you kept on fighting. A while later, you saw your father wearing Thanos’ infinity gauntlet with all the stones on it.
“no…” you whispered to yourself knowing what that was meaning.
And then snap.
Iron Man had snapped his fingers and slowly everyone from Thanos’ side was turning into dust. You quickly run up to your father where you saw Peter kneeled next to him crying.
When the others saw you the all took a step back and Peter got up looking at you sadly. You walked up to your father, finally, still feeling your body burning from the inside.
“dad…” you said weakly.
He slowly turned to you smiling. You were losing him.
“tell Billy I said hi” and with that he let out his last breath while you stayed there screaming above your dead father’s body as everybody was trying to pull you away.
“please… I need him…” you tried to breath.
“who do you need y/n?” steve asked while tryig to get you to stand up.
“my h-husdand…” you sobbed.
“I’ll get you to him, y/n… I promise…” he whispered into your ear.
And he did it.
Two days after your father’s funeral, you finally reached the island that you and Billy had fled to. You finally took a deep breath and opened the front door. When you walked in you were faced with silence and for a moment you thought that Billy hadn’t come back.
“y/n…” but there was he in all his glory.
You run up to him and hugged him squeezing him to death.
“where had you gone to y/n?” he asked you while still hugging you too.
“billy shut up and just kiss me” you said looking him in the eye, while tears were making their way onto you cheeks.
Billy wrapped his arms around your waist and brought you closer, before smashing his lips with yours.
For him it had been five days, but for you… for you it had been five years.
Now, you had the rest of your lives to make up for the lost time.
“I love you Billy.” You whispered while your lips were brushing against his.
“I love you too y/n.” he said and kissed you once again.
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Dusk till Dawn- Billy Russo x Reader| X
Series Masterlist
Masterlist
Fandom; Marvel & The Punisher
A/n; so i was thinking about finishing the series here, but then i had an incredible idea so please put your seatbelts onp.s. read the second a/n at the end ‘cause i don’t wanna spoil anything yet!!
Summary; Y/n receives a weird phone call.
warnings; fluff, angst, mature language, unedited work
words; 1.6k
Spring of 2018
It had been four months since you and Billy were finally leaving in peace, yet no upcoming pregnancy.
After that day on the beach and all the events that followed, you decided that you wanted to leave free for a little bit. Good thing that your ovulation was low and you didn’t actually got pregnant. Now, you were extremely happy that you could spend all the time that you wanted with your man.
You still kept in touch with your father and that’s how you know that he was intending to marry his- for so very long time- assistant- Pepper. You couldn’t be more happy about him. You knew that he loved her and you liked her very much too, so you wouldn’t mind calling her step- mother even though she was insisting on you calling her by her name, because she was saying that you wanted to be best friends- yes, she knew about you and Billy.
This morning your father called you again, to ask you if it’s okay with you to have another sibling. The first thing that came into your mind was that Pepper was probably pregnant, but no. He just told you that he had a dream that night that he and Pepper had a daughter called Morgan. You thought that was very sweet and of course you told him that you couldn’t be more excited about it.
However, he brought up the subject of having grandkids again, so you just rolled your eyes and told him that for the time being, you just wanted Billy all to yourself… he just called you ‘horny’ and that you need to calm your hormones down.
After you finished talking to him, you went in the kitchen to find your husband cooking. You approached him and wrapped your arms around his waist, placing your chin on his shoulder.
“Hello love…” He smiled down at you.
“Hi.” You blushed.
You couldn’t believe that after all these years, he still was able to make you blush without even trying.
“What are you cooking?” You asked him then.
“Your favorite, y/f/f.” He told you making you squeal and tighten your grip around his torso even more.
“I love you I love you I love you.” You giggled while standing on your toes and kissing his cheek multiple times making him giggle.
“You’re so cute.” He said while turning around, wrapping his arms around your thighs and lifting you onto the kitchen island as placed himself between your legs.
“No! You’re cute.” You fired back laughing.
He laughed with you and brought your lips into a loving kiss, while having his hands gently placed on your waist drawing circles under your shirt. By the time, the kiss deepened and your guided your own hands around his neck, bringing him even closer, as he squeezed the flesh of your waist.
“I love you too sweetheart.” He smiled when he pulled away, but before you could say anything he attacked his lips onto yours once more, kissing you even more passionately this time.
The palm of his hand started going downwards and stopped when he had finally grabbed your ass, slapping it playfully making you yelp into the kiss. As the kiss started getting even more heated, you heard your phone ringing and pulled away with a groan.
“Weren’t you just talking with your father?” Billy asked frustrated.
You didn’t answer him, because you were taken aback with the caller ID. It was an unknown number calling from the USA. You immediately panicked thinking that somehow Homeland had found out about your whereabouts.
“What is it?” Billy asked more worried now.
“I… it’s from the States.” You finally said making Billy’s eyes go wide.
“Don’t answer it.” He told you making you look at him with a arched brow.
“Are fucking stupid Billy that I’m going to answer the freaking phone when someone calls me from the States as we are actually wanted criminals?” You said sarcastically.
“That sounds so hot when you say it.” He smirked.
“Shut up Bill.” You said and your phone finally stopped ringing making you let out a deep breath.
“Thank God…” You exclaimed, but sooner or later it started ringing again.
“Turn it off.” Billy instructed.
“Wha—”
“Turn it the fuck off, Y/n.” He repeated, but you didn’t move so he just grabbed your phone and pressed the off button.
“Ughh…” He sighed as he placed his head in the crook of your neck.
“It’s okay, Billy, they won’t find us. I promise.” You said while stroking his hair.
“But what if they already did? Who was calling you Y/n?” He asked you concerned.
“I don’t know Billy, but I promise you that if someone will ever try to hurt yo—”
“Don’t you dare say that you’re gonna use your powers.” He cut you off.
“But—”
“No buts Y/n. You remember what happened last time. You don’t even know what I went through when you collapsed that day in my arms Y/n. It felt like I had just lost my whole world. I can’t get through that again, please.” He pleaded with tears threatening to spill from his eyes.
You were speechless.
“Promise me… promise me that you won’t use your powers, not even if the worlds ending.” He begged you.
“I promise you Billy, I won’t use my powers.” You finally said, kissing his forehead.
A few hours later, you had eaten your food and now you were both cuddled on the sofa while watching your favorite movie. Billy had literally spoiled you.
“Are you alright?” He asked as he saw your eyes closing.
“Hmm… just sleepy is all…” You said yawning.
“Time to take my Queen to bed then.” He said and got out of your arms before lifting you off the couch- bridal style- and leading you to your bedroom.
When he laid you down, you wrapped your arms around his neck and kissed him softly.
“Please, lay with me.” You pleaded.
“Okay baby, just wait a second to go downstairs to turn off the lights.” He exclaimed softly as he kissed your forehead and left.
Several minutes later, Billy hadn’t come back yet. Suddenly, reality hits you and you thought that someone had captured him. Panicked and worried you shot up from the bed and grabbed one of Billy’s guns that he had on his nightstand, before making your way downstairs carefully.
When you reached the living room, the lights were still on and the TV was playing the movie that you were watching previously. As you started searching the house, you didn’t find any evidence that someone had broken in. When you entered the kitchen, you found silence, but you saw your phone on top of the counter where you had left it in the morning. A thought crossed your mind then that the caller had to do something with Billy’s disappearance.
So, with no Billy around you grabbed your phone and turned it on, deciding to call back whoever had called you in the morning.
After a few seconds someone picked it up.
“Yes…” You heard a familiar voice.
“Who is this” You finally asked.
“Y/n?” You heard the person saying your name.
“Yes, it’s me Y/n, now tell who the fuck are you and why did you call me!” You demanded.
“Y/n it’s me, Bruce, Bruce Banner.” He said making you gasp.
“What? Bruce?” You were so confused.
“Y/n I called you because something terrible happened. Thank God your still here.” He sighed.
“Bruce, what’s going on?” You asked worried as you made your way to the living room where the lights were still on, in hopes that Billy had reappeared in some kind of way.
“I was in some planet with Thor and Loki and then Thanos appeared and I came back to the Earth and Stephen was here, Stephen Strange and something bad had happened and we called your father, Tony and he came and then I wanted to call you too, but you weren’t answering your phone and then that thing appeared in the sky and those three weird people, God if I can even call them ‘people’, came and then there was a fight, and Peter and your dad and Stephen went into that spaceship which took of to space and then we went to Wakanda and then there was an even bigger fight an—”
“MY FATHER WENT TO WHERE?! WHAT ARE YOU SAYING BRUCE?” You practically screamed into the phone.
“I’m so sorry Y/n…” Bruce said.
“You’re w—” You had started crying when you saw a shell of dust on the floor.
“Y/n, are you okay?” Bruce asked concerned due to your silence.
You looked at it confused and kneeled down to exam it.
“What happened next Bruce?” You asked him to continue as you were still curious about the tone of dust in your living room.
“You won’t like what’s next Y/n…” He warned you.
“Oh please my father is on space and my husband’s missing, what else could have gone wrong?” You said ironically.
“Billy’s missing?” He asked you worried.
“Yeah… and I don’t know what might’ve happened to him Bruce.” You said while trying to wipe your tears away.
“Y/n, when did Billy exactly disappear?” He said next.
“Like… thirty minutes ago, Bruce…” You sobbed.
“Y/n… 50% of the population of the Universe is gone…” He informed you and you choked on oxygen.
“What?!” You yelled.
“Thanos Y/n… he turned 50% of living species into dust.” He exclaimed and you felt like you lost the Earth from under your feet.
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a/n*; i know that there’s a big timespan between the events of civil war and infinity war, but for the story’s needs it will be like 4-5 months difference
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