Heaven Without Fear

Heaven without fear

Credence Barebone x Dom!Fem reader

Requested by: no one at all😀

Warnings: Dom reader, sub credence, smut, swearing, edging.

Summary: Credence seeks out comfort from Y/n after his wicked care giver beats him, Y/n calms him down and comforts him in a more pleasurable way. Just for clarification the reader is a year younger than Credence.

A/n: (18+) YEAH YOU HEARD IT HERE FOLKS! (18+)....BUT IN REALITY!...I DON'T GIVE A SHIT!

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Y/n knew Credence for a while, she watched him from afar, once in a while talked to him, and even came by the church to see him. She saw the hatred his mother had for him, and it made Y/n's blood boil.

On occasion she imagined using the cruciatus curse on that evil woman, Credence had no idea she was a woman with magical abilities, until the day she came to him while Mary Lou was out.

"Credence, what did she do to you?" She had whispered in her usual kind tone. He shook his head and looked away from her.

"Let me help you." Y/n gently took his hand and guided him to his bed, she sat him down and unbuttoned his oversized cotton shirt.

She pressed her forehead to his and ran her finger tips over the red gashes on his chest, he let out a quiet whimper of pain and grasped her arm.

"Shh shh shh shh, it's okay. Let me heal you, Crede."

He slowly nodded allowing her to begin her spell.

"Vulnera Sanentur." She quietly chanted over and over until the gashes had disappeared.

"You're a witch?" He asked.

"Yes, you mustn't tell Mary Lou. Do you understand?"

Their eyes locked and he whispered...

"I promise."

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Now here Y/n was sitting on her couch, curled up in a warm blanket hidden away from the cold snow of the outside, when there was a sudden but quiet knock at her door.

"Who in the?" She grumbled.

Y/n began yelling from across the house, as she practically hauled towards the door.

"Listen, Bub! I don't wanna here nothin about no witches or wizards! I have no interest in half decaying meat! I don't want bug infested coffee beans nor do I desire to be criticized on what my lawn looks like!" She then swung open her door. "So I would rather you take your deseased up-"

She was cut off by the obviously upset young man in front of her, blood soaked the palm of his hand and his white shirt looked tattered and dirty.

"Credence." Y/n said, stepping out of her house and wrapping him in a tight hug. "Come inside before you freeze to death."

He fallowed her in and she took him into her washroom. She looked at him with worry in her eyes, y/n gently caressed his cheek and connect her lip with his.

"You can stay here. I don't want you going back." She whispered.

He pulled her into a warm embrace, hiding his face in the crook of her neck.

"I'll heat you a towel, get yourself washed up and I'll bring you some new clothes."

He nodded. Y/n turned and left the room, closing the door behind her. Credence removed his clothes and turned on the shower, stepping in he let the warm water run down his scarred skin.

Y/n gently knocked on the door and opened it slowly, she set his clean dry set of clothes on the sink and turned to leave until..

"Wait...could you heal my wounds? I don't want to get blood the new shirt."

She locked eyes with him and nodded, Y/n slowly removed her clothing and joined him.

"Give me your hand." She said.

He did so and Y/n chanted her spell, he towered over her watching and listening to her words, the way he felt for the young girl was like nothing else he experienced before. She was kind and gentle, Y/n actually cared about him and he could feel that, she looked at him with such love and protected him.

"I love you." He whispered.

She looked up at him and smiled, Y/n captured his lips in a passionate yet hungry kiss, she suddenly felt his hard member brush against her leg.

"Credence...I." Her voice came out breathy and soft.

"Please." He rested his head on hers and quietly begged. "Please, I need you."

Y/n smiled and gently took hold of his hard cock, he let out a hushed gasp and groaned into her shoulder.

"Shh shh, just feel it." She comforted.

Y/n began slowly stroking his member, Credence gripped her waist and began thrusting into her hand.

"Please please please." He whimpered.

"Please what? You want more?"

"Yes, Y/n I want more."

Her grip tightened and she rubbed him faster, Credence leaned down and started kissing and biting her neck, leaving marks all over her. His marks.

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"Where is Credence!?" Mary Lou's Voice rang through the church louder than the bells themselves.

Modesty looked down at her shoes, the same with the rest of the children. Mary had them lined up like criminals, she wanted to know, where? When? Why? And, how? Who done it? And where was the body? Who did she have to thank?

"I want Credence found!"

"No need." Y/n said calmly. "I know where my Credence is."

Mary Lou turned only to have a wand pointed at her hideous bob of a hair cut.

"You're a wicked!" She said while backing up.

"No you're the witch my dear, the one that beats children. Credence, the kindest boy Ive ever met."

"Where is he?"

"Somewhere you'll never find him, you won't even try."

"And why is that?"

"I'll give you one word." Y/n said. "Obliviate."

THE END ❤️

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Here’s the request for Kun!

A WONDERFUL THING

[Credence Barebone x fem!Reader]

Parinings: Credence Barebone / Fem!Reader

Warnings/tags: Smut, mutual masturbation, vaginal fingering, multiple orgasms, unprotected sex, creampie, vaginal sex, NSFW, minors DNI.

It was not as if you could have a nice, normal relationship with him. You knew about him and he knew about you. You were a muggle. Him, an Obscurial. 

When you decided to move to the US for a better life, Jacob and Queenie didn’t hesitate to welcome you in their new home for a while, long enough for you to find a decent apartment. You had always known about the wizarding world, so different and intriguing from your non-magical one. In fact, you were a close friend of both Queenie and Tina and, when one day you found Queenie's wand in her drawer, you promised to not say a word about it to anybody. So, you did. You kept the promise. 

But finding out such a secret was very different from discovering that the man you fell madly in love with was an Obscurial. He never expressly told you that, mostly because he was perfectly aware of the fact that you already knew. Besides, you were a bright woman and you knew way too much of the magic world already. It didn't take you much time to find out the truth about him. 

Although, this didn’t cause you to run away from him like most did; on the contrary, you liked to take good care of the dark-haired man, to ease his pain and replace it with love, hoping that one day his Obscurus would just disappear. You would often have him for dinner in your own apartment, pepper the scars on his hands with soft kisses and constantly tell him how beautiful you thought he was. You would often smile at the cute way he sighed whenever you gave him a massage on your couch, enjoying the way his sore muscles instantly relaxed under your gentle touch. 

That night he came over to watch a movie with you. Needless to say, having spent so much time with you, he was pretty familiar with muggle technology and, although he didn't even know how to switch channel with the remote, he enjoyed spending some quality time with you. So he was there, sitting on the couch next to you, his head resting comfortably on your breasts and your right hand gently stroking his onyx, long hair. 

Your nails tenderly scratched his scalp, earning a soft hum from the slender man, and his hand timidly found its way to your thigh, rubbing circles with his thumb over your clothed leg. 

"Feeling good, love?" You whispered, prompting Credence to nod and let a bashful smile curve his thin lips. 

"Far too good." 

You let out a silent giggle, your chest rising as you took in a deep breath of air. You let your hand travel downward, your fingers slightly grazing his neck, his shoulder, his waist… his thigh. When you teasingly played with the leather of his belt, where his shirt had come untucked, his breath hitched and, as soon as he directed his gaze to your eyes, your face flooded with heath. It was not as if you never did it with him. You experienced the most carnal and passionate love with him every time you had the chance. But every time seemed like the first time, made of furtive looks, shy, gentle touches, that only led to an almost desperate desire that could only be filled by your two naked bodies perfectly molded together. 

"Do you want to feel better than that?" You cooed and your eyes never left his as your hand went to cup the tent that formed in Credence's trousers. You knew what he liked and what he didn’t like. And seeing you take the lead and guide him through sex was something that never failed to make his body shiver with anticipation.

His face flushed red with embarrassment, but at the same time he couldn’t find even a little piece of him that didn't enjoy the feeling of your hand where it was, so he simply nodded. He was getting harder every second your hand rubbed against his shaft, his hips bucking just slightly to gain more friction from your touch. 

You slid him under you so that you were atop him. As soon as you undid his pants and gently pulled his boxers down, his member flew out of his pants, hard and ready for you, the tip already dripping with a delicious stripe of precum. You licked your lips at the sight of that, at the sight of your man so deliciously undone under you, his cheeks rosy and sexual desire evident on his flushed face. You were usually the one to take the lead, to initiate your nights of passion, and you knew he enjoyed that. But that time was different. You found yourself to be taken by surprise when you felt Credence's slender fingers snake under your skirt and find your already dripping, naked core. 

"You're not wearing underwear…" he murmured and this time you couldn’t hold your gaze. 

Your face flushed red and a whimper escaped from your lips when you felt one of his fingers rubbing up and down your slit, spreading the wetness he found there, only to slip inside you a few seconds later. Between every ecstatic moan his boney fingers pulled out of you, your hand wrapped around his hard cock, giving a few, experimental pumps before picking up your pace and trying your best to not let that magical moment end too soon just by looking at the blissful expression on his face. His fingers arched, only to find the spot that never failed to drive you crazy, and repeatedly pressed there, sending you dangerously near the edge. The moment your eyes fell onto his hand, the one hidden under your skirt, you realised you couldn’t hold your gaze any longer. The sight of his wrist tensing and relaxing rhythmically, his fingers pumping inside of you and your juices already dripping down his hand, soaking it, sent an electric jolt straight to your core. 

"Rub me…" you breathed. "Rub me here…" 

You knew he needed guidance. You liked to help him understand what made you feel good and he liked it back, so you placed your hand on top of his, moving his thumb to your sensitive clit while another finger dipped inside of you, pumping in your wetness at an almost agonizingly slow pace. 

"Yes, like that…" you moaned as his thumb started rubbing against your sensitive bundle of nerves, his fingers arching just slightly to hit that spot inside your walls that never failed to make you come. "Credence…" 

As soon as his fingers picked up their pace, smothering your whole cunt with juices, you almost forgot about your hand stroking his hard manhood. His fingers thrusted into you almost desperately, mimicking a real penetration, spreading your folds and filling you up with pleasure. You rested your forehead against Credence's shoulder, your lips slightly parted in elated bliss as you moaned his name, your hips bucking desperately against his hands to get even more friction, chasing your release. 

"You've been so good to me…" Credence whispered in your ear and a shiver ran down your spine. "Now I want to make you feel good too."

That was enough to push you over the edge and a freight of pleasure collapsed over you, making your body quiver and squirm under his touch as you rode out your orgasm, jolts of electricity shooting straight to your core. 

It only took you a few seconds to come down from your height, your eyes meeting once again his deep, dark ones, your cheeks flushing and a long, distant buzz ringing in your ears. You didn’t give him time to speak: your lips collided, teeth clashing in a desperate attempt to assert dominance over each other, like it always happened every time you experienced love together. 

You both frantically took each other’s clothes off, tossing them to the ground and not even minding to close the curtains of the window. In less than a second you were atop of him, his hard shaft lining up at your wet entrance, and your lips gently grazed his, his breath hot against your skin. 

"I want to feel you come inside me…"

That was enough to make Credence throw his head back and pound into you so hard you almost screamed, not leaving you time to adjust to the full and stretched-out feeling. One of your hands gripped his shoulder hard, your nails almost scratching his skin, while the other found its way to the hair on the nape of his neck, pulling it just slightly. He stayed still for just a second, enjoying the way your silky walls clenched so comfortably around his cock, and a hand flew to your breast, cupping it gently and flicking your hardened nipple with a finger, only to cause you to whimper desperately under his velvety touch. 

You started rocking your hips against his, your movements synchronised with the way he thrusted deep and desperately in you, like his own life depended on you. You bounced your hips quicker and took him deeper with each stroke, pulling soft moans from the man who was coming undone in front of you. He was close, you could tell by the way he was clenching his eyes shut, by how still his shaft felt against your silky walls. The usually tender touch of his hands on your skin was replaced by him grabbing a handful of flesh from your thighs, his eyes rolling to the back of his head as he moaned your name hoarsely, doubling down on his efforts to chase his release. 

"Yes, baby, yes! Yes, Credence!" 

You couldn’t help but scream his name when his cock repeatedly hit that sweet spot inside of you, sending you over the edge and pushing you into the never-ending abyss of your orgasm. You clenched around him, walls twitching and pulsing as you whispered his name into his ear between every moan. 

It didn't take long for him to do the same. He whispered your name hoarsely, his head thrown back as you milked out his seed, spurts of hot cum coating your walls as he rode out his orgasm until he was empty and you were full. You felt him twitching inside you many times, his legs almost shaking from the intensity of his orgasm. 

You were both panting, your face nuzzled into his shoulder as you both tried to catch your breath. His hand flew to your hair and started stroking it gently, earning a low groan of contentment from your tired body. He was getting soft inside of you, but you didn’t get off him; that feeling of fullness made you feel so good, so peaceful that you never wanted it to end. You were sure that, if he hadn't broken that comfortable silence between you two, you would have just fallen asleep like that. 

"You are the most wonderful thing that happened in my life…" 

It was barely a whisper, an almost inaudible praise. But it was loud enough to make your lips curve into a loving smile, your hand resting on the left side of his naked chest, just where his heart was thumping hard against his ribcage. 

"The feeling's mutual…" you replied. 

Your gaze wasn't fixed on him, but you knew he was smiling. And his smile was one of the most beautiful things you got to experience every day. 

HE SAID MOMMY IM NOT OK HELP

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