Can I Ask For Prompt 18 Clavis X Fem Reader

Can i ask for prompt 18 clavis x fem reader 🔥🔥💕

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Rating: E/NSFW Clavis LeLouch x Female Reader Additional tags: Smut, Angst, Love Triangle, Jealousy

AN: I headcanon that Clavis has more experience in the bedroom than Chev. At least, in this particular fic.

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“Are you sure this is what you really want?”

He asks the question just as you’re pondering it yourself, and you wonder if he poses the inquiry because he’s having second thoughts. “Why? Are you planning to back out on me?”

Your question seems to take him by surprise. “I wouldn’t, if it’s what you really want,” he chuckles. “But that’s the problem, isn’t it? I’m not the one you really want.”

You bite your lip, not trusting yourself to speak.

“You do realize that he isn’t going to care, don’t you?” Clavis’ yellow-golden eyes twinkle with mirth. “Chev isn’t like that. He isn’t prone to petty emotions like jealousy.”

“I… don’t know what you mean,” you protest.

The look on his face speaks more clearly than words ever could. You know he doesn’t believe you, and you know he’s right not to. But instead of forming a rebuttal, he simply shrugs. “Well,” he says finally, a smirk curling up the corners of his mouth, “I suppose I should feel smug and honored in a way. This is probably the first time I’ve been able to take something away from my dear older brother… even if it’s something he doesn’t want.”

His words hurt; they slide under your skin and between your ribs to shred into your heart like the verbal knives they are. “Shut up,” you murmur, reaching up to grab at his collar and pull him closer to you. “Just… shut up.”

“As my lady commands… after all, I’m powerless to deny you anything,” he whispers, just before claiming your mouth in a searing kiss. It’s a much more passionate kiss than you expect, taking your breath away and weakening your knees. He kisses you the way you’ve always dreamed about being kissed, even though the man is different from the one who often surfaces in those fantasies.

He nips at your lip one last time before pulling back a bit to look at you. “Ah, and here it is… such a wanton look of longing on your face, just from one kiss.” He wraps his arms around you, settling his large palms on your hips and bringing you flush against his body. “I’ll let you in on a little secret, Belle… a secret that might just surprise you.”

Questioningly, you look up at him, afraid to ask for that secret.

He gives it to you anyway. “Chev doesn’t have nearly as much experience as I do,” he murmurs, nuzzling his nose against yours in a gesture that seems much too affectionate and a bit out of character for this troublemaking third prince. “In fact, he has very little experience. I venture to say that he finds the whole thing a nuisance. In light of that, you’re better off with me… wouldn’t you say?”

“Clavis, please---”

“You want me to stop talking, is that it?” He flashes you a sly grin. “Why? So you can pretend to hear his voice?” He runs his hands up and down the curves of your body, making you shudder. “We have the same blood in our veins, Belle. Isn’t that good enough? My hair and my eyes are the wrong color, but why should it matter when this is as close as you can get to the real thing?”

His words leave your heart aching, but you have little time to dwell on it as he gathers you in his arms and settles you gently in bed. He is finally silent as you look up at him, his hands deftly undoing the laces to your blouse. You close your eyes, unable to help the way your mind conjures the image of the man you love… wishing the hands that caress your bare skin were his, wishing the mouth that peppers your breasts with hot, open-mouthed kisses was his.

When he slips a hand between your legs to stroke your clit, he finds you soaked. “Is it me who makes you wet?” He whispers, pressing a kiss to your collarbone. “My kisses, my caresses? Or are you thinking of him?”

Warm tears slide out of your eyes, but you have no answer for him.

He enters you slowly, inch by inch, giving you time to accept and adjust to the unfamiliar feeling. You’ve been steeling yourself for pain at the intrusion, but he is surprisingly gentle. “Oh,” you gasp softly, when you feel his pelvis brush against yours. When you look up at him, you find he is gazing at you with a softness in his eyes that you’ve never seen before.

“Well,” he starts, letting a strained chuckle escape him. “You can’t take it back now. No matter what happens from here on out, I was the first.” He lowers his head, capturing your lips in another passionate kiss. “How does it feel, Belle?”

You know his inquiry is about more than just the unfamiliar but not altogether unpleasant sensation between your legs. You choose to ignore the deeper implications of his question. “It… doesn’t hurt,” you answer simply.

“Of course it doesn’t,” he laughs quietly. “Do you think my inexperienced brother would have been able to pull this off? Do you think he would be able to do this without hurting you?”

You fall silent at his questions, those tiny knives embedding themselves in your heart again.

He begins to move then - slowly, gently pulling his hips back for a shallow thrust. You gasp at the feeling, fingernails raking down the skin of his back. It makes him twitch inside of you. “So good,” he whispers. “I’ll be sure to tell Chev how warm and wet and tight you were---”

“Shut up,” you sob, reaching up to yank at a lock of his hair. You’re sure you’ve pulled hard enough to hurt him, but he only laughs as he thrusts in and out of you.

“We’re a lot alike, you and I,” he pants. He snakes a hand between your bodies to stroke at your clit. “Both… coveting something that doesn’t belong to us…”

“I don’t, I don’t know… what you mean,” you gasp. He’s slowed the pace of his hips and quickened the pace of his fingers.

“You know,” he murmurs. Pinching your little bundle of nerves between his thumb and index finger elicits a sharp gasp from you, and he smirks. “Does that feel good?”

“C-Clavis,” you moan.

“It’s now, isn’t it? The time of day when he’d be coming into your room to read…” He seems to find this incredibly funny, even as your legs start to tremble from the stimulation to your clit.

“Clavis… please---”

“Louder,” he prompts you. His hips have all but stilled their movement but his fingers are moving faster, and you’re beginning to see stars. “If you really want to make him jealous…”

One more flick of his wrist and you’re falling apart on his hand, shaking and gasping as his name falls from your lips over and over. Just as he pulls his hips back once more to thrust into you again, you faintly register the sound of your bedroom door opening. He immediately stops moving, his bright eyes settling on yours even as the corners of his mouth turn up.

Your gaze moves past him, over his shoulder to the door beyond.

There he stands, the object of your affections: tall and imposing, his white cloak almost blindingly brilliant in the sunlight coming through the open drapes. He is holding a stack of books under his arm, and the expression on his face is unreadable as he looks from you to his younger brother.

You open your mouth to speak, but Clavis beats you to it.

“We’re in the middle of something, as you can see,” he offers breezily, not even bothering to spare Chevalier a glance. “Maybe you should come back later---”

Before he can finish the sentence, the door has been slammed shut once more, leaving the room empty and quiet. Clavis leans down, nuzzling his nose against yours again in that oddly affectionate gesture. The corners of your eyes burn with unshed tears, and despite your efforts to blink them back, some of them slip past your eyelids.

“Don’t cry,” Clavis whispers soothingly. “He’ll be angry with me, not you.”

You pull him closer, as though his physical presence can somehow fill the dull ache in your heart. “He won’t be angry at all, if what you said is true… remember? Chevalier doesn’t… doesn’t concern himself with petty emotions like jealousy.”

He buries his face in your shoulder to hide his eyes, even as his body slides in and out of yours. “I lied,” he murmurs, just before he pulls out of you and spills himself on the sheets. “I lied about everything… except wanting something that doesn’t belong to me.”

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Make Me Feel Alive Episode 1

Gilbert von Obsidian's Birthday Story

This is simply a fan translation and is not intended as a replacement for the game. Expect grammatical errors.

As Christmas and the end of the year drew near, the chilly season brought a sense of excitement to everyone's hearts.

In the Obsidian Castle, a scene that unfolded regularly once a month continued to take place right before my eyes.

Gilbert: "Hey, Walter. Can't you stop using Emma so casually?"

Gilbert: "She threatened me with a 'no touching' order if I didn't come to the infirmary, you know?"

Gilbert, sitting on the bed and buttoning his shirt, turned his red eyes toward me, clearly sulking.

Gilbert: "I'll kill anyone who gets close to Emma."

Walter: "It's just a matter of you going for regular check-ups willingly."

Walter: "Relying on Roderich every single time to keep you in check also has its limits."

Gilbert: "Your check-ups are too frequent and troublesome."

Walter: "Your body needs a little more caution. You had a high fever just the other day."

Gilbert: "Even normal, healthy people get a fever sometimes."

Walter: "How many times do I have to tell you that you are prone to serious illnesses? And do you want to make your fiancée cry again?"

Gilbert: "Yeah, I want to make her cry. I want to make her cry a lot."

Emma: "Prince Gilbert."

The other day, when Gilbert seemed off, I touched his skin and felt a warmth that was completely opposite to his usual coldness. His breathing seemed abnormal, so I hurriedly went to call Walter.

(I was really worried, but he doesn't seem to care at all.)

Gilbert: "You're also exaggerating."

Emma: "I’m really worried about you."

Gilbert: "Poor thing."

(No use. He's clearly enjoying himself.)

Walter: "Roderich, your master is too evil."

Roderich: "Doctor, he is also your master."

Walter: "Damn it."

Gilbert: "Hm? What's that? You want a salary cut?"

Walter: "It's an honor to serve such a wonderful master like you!"

Gilbert: "Fufu, is that so?"

(I've been getting used to this atmosphere.)

Gilbert generally avoided unnecessary interactions with people.

However, he seemed to trust Roderich and Walter to some extent, and they often had lively and dangerous conversations like this.

(Right! Since Gilbert's associates are all here and his regular checkup is over, I think now is just the right time.)

Emma: "By the way, it's almost your birthday."

Emma: "How do you usually celebrate it?"

Walter & Roderich: "........."

Emma: "Um..."

(Huh? What's with this atmosphere?)

As soon as the topic of "birthday" was brought up, Walter, who was usually talkative, and Roderich, who silently watched the situation from the sidelines, both shut their mouths.

Their expressions held a tension that you couldn't just dismiss easily.

(Did I say something wrong?)

Emma: "Could it be that birthdays are not celebrated at Obsidian?"

Gilbert: "No, regular households do celebrate properly. Birthdays are special no matter which country you're in."

Emma: "Then, what's with this atmosphere?"

Emma: "You mentioned the other day that it was almost your birthday."

Gilbert: "Yeah, because I thought you'd be particular about such things."

(So it's not exactly taboo.)

Walter and Roderich both lowered their heads.

Only Gilbert continued to smile.

Gilbert: "My birthday is something celebrated by those who want to die."

Episode 1 ╎ Episode 2 ╎ Episode 3

Leon my dear, Chevalier himself is awakened everyday by an absolute hurricane of a man that is Clavis threatening him with a sword to shock him into waking up, this is nothing compared to that

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