S Vezes Minha Curiosidade Leva O Melhor De Mim E Quando Eu Vejo, T Lendo Um Livro Onde Uma Cientista

Às vezes minha curiosidade leva o melhor de mim e quando eu vejo, tô lendo um livro onde uma cientista se apaixona por uma IA... Uma IA no chuveiro dela.

A cientista se apaixona pelo chuveiro senciente dela

Eu tô lendo o livro exatamente assim:

Underworld Sun || LH44

summary: It only took an unpretentious visit to a local florist for all of Lewis's convictions to come crashing down, and finally the lord of the Underworld found what was missing in his lonely existence.

cw: dark content, slightly stalkerish behavior, nostalgia, pure smut, Lewis!dom x reader!sub, revelation, mention of magic, violence, outbursts of rage, (fake) naivety, devotion, deep love, soulmates, family interference, mention of kidnapping.

a/n: After weeks (my God, how embarrassing) I'm updating this little story that came to celebrate my first hundred followers and today I have three hundred and a little bit, I can't help but be happy and surprised by this, like, you guys really like what I write (give me a minute, I'm emotional here) Anyway, I hope you like it and I apologize, but in this story I really can't bring long chapters.

chapter two

The mastiffs were waiting for him as soon as he stepped into the Black Forest, the black dogs guiding him through the trees, not caring if Lewis was following them. He could feel the dense magic of the place mixing with the magic of Hecate, the goddess of witches was present in every corner of that forest, in the trunks of the majestic pine trees, in the dry leaves on the ground, even in the drops of dew on the plants. Hecate was in everything, watching Hades entering her enclosure, waiting for him to come to her.

And it didn't take long for him to arrive.

A Germanic Gothic cottage, with a window box of wisteria and hyacinths, and more black dogs lying in the doorway. The relaxed posture of the resting mastiffs did little to hiding how attentive they were, Lewis knew that all it took was one false move, one misinterpreted thought for those dogs to tear his body apart until only bones remained. Lewis smelled herbal tea and fruitcake, and Hecate's husky, powerful voice came through the air like a whisper, humming an old lullaby, singing about old gods, past wars and forgotten glories.

The cabin doors opened and Lewis paused for a few seconds, he didn't know if he was ready for whatever Hecate might tell him. He could have gone after Apollo or Athena, but he knew that his nephews would not hesitate to report their concerns to Zeus and everything would become a big family affair, like everything in that family. Hecate was trustworthy, discreet and antisocial, like him, so there was no one better to give Hades any information without ending up in one of the Olympian interrogations.

“As tempting as it may be, I don’t want a salt statue of the god of the underworld on my doorstep, so just come in,” he hears her say, and as if a hand were pushing him, Lewis enters, hearing the doors slam shut with a thud.

The inside of the cabin was exactly as he expected, cozy, mystical, and dark. Candles were scattered everywhere, the smell of hemp mingling with the aroma of the Black Forest. It was easy to recognize who that hut belonged to.

“I hope you’re hungry, I used my best herbs to make a tea, so you better eat.” He found her in the kitchen, arranging the food on the table.

Hecate was a tall, slender woman with dark hair, pale skin, and eyes as dark as night. Small veins of magic flickered around her, making Hecate's hair levitate, the goddess making it clear why she was one of the most powerful in the entire pantheon, powerful enough to make Zeus afraid to face her.

No one would want to be blacklisted by the heiress of Nyx and Erebus.

“I heard some interesting rumors, could you confirm which ones are true?” She pointed to the chair, waiting for him to settle in. Hades opened the button on his jacket and picked up the cup of tea.

“That depends, what rumors have you been hearing?”

“About Persephone, the walls of Tartarus, and something about the games being canceled…”

“The walls are actually falling down, this makes it easier for Cronus and his minions to try to get out..” he clarified, “And as for Persephone... Don't ask me how, but Zeus said she's alive, but remains hidden in some corner of the planet, without manifesting its powers or any trace of its divinity.”

Hecate looked at the god of the dead over the rim of the cup, the goddess's nocturnal eyes seeming to capture the details that Hades left out “And what do you want, Lewis? I like your visits, but I doubt this was a courtesy”

“I was with the Moirai, with the walls of Tartarus crumbling, my domains are in danger, I need to know what to do to stop it”

“and they said what?”

"that I should seek what is lost, but I do not understand" Hades mutters, he hated not knowing things, hated looking like a fool with no answers.

“Her eyes shone, as bright as when the Milky Way appeared in the sky.

“Tell me Hades, do you feel it?”

“What?”

“You feel that hole deep in your soul, deep, immense, growing bigger every day, devouring more and more pieces of you. Something in you was lost so many years ago that you can't even remember.” Hecate said, her voice taking on a deep, dark tone. “"If you don't find what you lost, if you don't fill that hole, Tartarus will continue to crumble, you will continue to be threatened”

“But what did I lose, Hecate?”

“It's not something, it's someone, Hades”

Olympus

“She is your daughter too, Zeus!” Demeter shouted, she didn’t care about Hera’s fierce glares, the queen of the gods detested any mention of Zeus’s bastards. “Bring her home, Zeus!”

All the Olympian gods and creatures felt the tremors shaking Mount Olympus. The trees seemed to grow and it seemed that winter had come early.

“Hermes and Apollo are after her, Demeter, what do you want me to do? Go down there and open every hole in the earth to look for her?” Zeus said, he seemed too calm and peaceful for Demeter, the goddess of agriculture made the entire Earth shake, she might not be the mistress of earthquakes, but no one would want to anger her, well, except Zeus.

“Yes! Because you never thought twice before turning the Earth upside down looking for your lovers!" She said and finally saw Zeus abandon his composure. The heavenly eyes of the king of the gods turned stormy and lightning crackled around him, making the air static. Demeter was approaching a dangerous limit, but she was never known for temperance.

“Hold your sharp tongue, Demeter, I have already made it clear that Hermes and Apollo will bring Persephone back." He stood up, making everyone in the dome fall silent. "Now speak to me like this again and I will ensure that you spend the rest of eternity sealed in an amphora"

Demeter clenched her jaw, trying to contain her anger, she knew it was not good to contradict Zeus when he spoke in that tone, never. Everyone still remembered finding Hera imprisoned on a golden throne, punished for her own arrogance in plotting against her husband. Zeus was benevolent, but even his charity had limits.

“I understand your fears, sister, Persephone has been lost for centuries, I too want her back and I demand that Apollo and Hermes do their best to bring her home”

Demeter nodded and gave a measured bow before leaving the dome, letting the soft scent of ripe wheat perfume the air.

“Athena, Artemis and Hestia, join Apollo and Hermes and help in the search for Persephone, I will not allow us to spend the next equinox celebration with our incomplete family.” He ordered before leaving the dome, making it clear that he would not admit failure, there was no possibility that Persephone would not be home by the next winter equinox.

The gods scattered, wondering what might happen if the goddess of spring was not home in time.

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kink-o-ween - day nine

fernando alonso - semi-public sex

cw: smut/pwp, semi-public sex, age gap (20s/40s), assistant!reader, chauvinistic!fernando, age gap (20s/40s)

kink-o-ween: formula one edition - call of duty edition

"fernando? fernando?" lance's voice sounded a million miles away. fernando alonso was not paying attention. not while you were a shivering mess now under the protection of the roof of the garage.

you held onto your shoulders and shivered. you were standing there in a soaked white blouse (he could see your nipples), a pencil skirt that somehow hugged more of your curves, and high heels.

you looked delicious. a meal served up to fernando

fernando got up, ignoring his teammate as he headed towards you. the driver beamed as he took off his jacket and put it over your shoulders, "well, if it isn't my lovely assistant. what were you doing out there?"

you were pulled to his side, and let him rub your bicep, "i was out with the rest of the team and it started to pour. i should've brought a rain coat."

"ah well, next time. right? you'll remember." he chuckled as he brought you further into the garage. you needed to dry off, the team will be fine without their favourite assistant for some time.

while you thought you'd be with the rest of the staff before the race. instead you ended up in fernando's driver's room. but before he got you into the room, he kissed you up against the door of the place. he held onto your wet shoulders.

"you look good like this. all wet for me, everyone can see everything. i don't like that very much. you should be for my eyes only. right? you're not that dumb to think that i would let you whore yourself out like that." he got you up onto the couch in the driver's room. your clothes were restrictive so fernando did you a favour and got you out of them.

too bad he didn't leave them out to dry, rather in a wet heap. after he was done with you, you could wear some of his clothes. you'd look nicer anyway. he loved the sight of you down to your underwear, out of those restrictive clothes.

"they shouldn't be putting you in such tight things. you'd draw too much attention to yourself. i think something softer for someone like you. a woman." he chuckled as he invaded your space on the couch.

the walls of the driver's rooms were thin and the door to fernando's barely locked. it was risky, especially given your connections. you didn't want a scandal. but all caution was thrown to the wind when he got his cock out of his jeans.

there was a noticeable age gap between you and him. but you didn't care, you were an adult. and could do what you pleased. but still, the sight of a younger naked woman on top of a well known formula was driver would cause a scandal. but fernando didn't care, not when your heavy breasts were in his face, tempting him.

"you make me want to do bad things to you." he said, "things that would make a whore blush." he groped at your blush, "and you'd let me do it all, you'd let me pick you apart." his voice was hot in your ear and it made you shudder.

you were in his lap, your breasts so close to his face. his large hands groped your skin. you knew rationally it was wrong. that you should've high-tailed it out of there. but, you couldn't help yourself. not when his cock stood upright. you took a hold of his cock and sank yourself onto it before you started to ride him.

"oh perfect." he said softly, he couldn't be too loud. not while you were both on the clock. you also had to be quick as well, as you were also on the clock.

you whimpered a little but placed a hand over your mouth as you rode him. your other hand was on his shoulder for support as you rubbed yourself up against him. fernando loved the sight of you, you were so close to him. all naked on his cock, you bounced on him as you worked his cock so pretty.

"you always take care of me." he said as he kissed your neck, he could feel the sweat on your neck. his cock twitched inside of you with an insatiable need to fuck you harder.

he wanted to feel you inside and out, he wanted to drag his hands across your body. he wanted to feel the jump in your pulse as he dragged his fingers across you. he wanted to feel your nipples grow hard and your pulse jump. he wanted it all, he was greedy that way. why would he deny himself such a beautiful woman? you pranced around, all smiles, around the paddock. fernando knew that others stared at you, but you always ended up in his bed. with him. alone.

he wasn't sharing, he didn't care what gen-z did in their sexual activities. if he was going to fuck you, then it was you two together, rutting like rabbits. the idea of someone else's lips on you made him scowl without a second thought.

but you kissed away the look from his thinking as you continued to ride him. this position was perfect for a quick fuck, fernando loved you on top. it was the only time he'd allow you to be on top. since he was the man, he was always a little more ahead of you. and you were the innocent little angel that took him perfectly.

he gripped onto your hips tighter and started to control the pace more. you clung onto him with both hands as you bit your bottom lip to keep quiet. you could feel the rattle of your heartbeat in your chest. the rapid thump excited you as you moved faster.

"you're so pretty. better at this than being my assistant." he kissed at your breasts and felt good inside of you. you felt like a dream as he licked his lips and looked at you.

you replied, "i very much like my job, fernando." you clung onto him tightly. you moaned a little louder and it made you feel hot all over. the risk grew the longer you took to cum.

"i know, i know. it's perfect, even for a silly girl like you. you don't know how many men wish to eat you alive. but only i get to devour you." he groaned as he worked your hips faster. his large hands on your hips as he pushed you up and down onto his cock.

the kisses continued once more, you whimpered into it as you moved as quickly as you could. your sweat was combined with the leftover rainwater on your skin. when you pulled away, you had a blissed out expression on your face.

you looked beautiful, so, so beautiful on top of him. as your body moved against him. fernando gazed at your body and clutched onto you. he continued to move you onto his cock. it didn't take long before orgasm washed over you. you clutched onto him tightly.

he loved the feeling of you climaxing around him. he took you by the face and pulled you into a tight kiss before he continued to rut against you. it was alright, you did enough for him (for now). he let you rest against him as he fucked up into you.

you gasped and whined softly against his shoulder as you worked his hips. he was surprised that you didn't make some snide comment about how he could still fuck as good as he did at his age.

"so pretty." he said, "and so small. i could easily break you in half. you look prettiest like this. against me, letting me fuck you as i please. you're such a dirty girl." you whimpered softly in response.

it didn't take long for him to finish himself. he came inside of you, and left a red mark on your collarbone. it wouldn't be shown with any shirt you wore, but he'd know it was there.

he slowed his thrusts to a stop, but kept his cock inside of you for a moment longer to kiss you on lips. the kiss was deep, but there wasn't enough time for round two.

you pulled away from the kiss and pushed hair out of your eyes, "will you let me borrow some clothes."

fernando could never say no to you. he looked at your pile of wet clothes and said, "well, i don't have any extra bras." he chuckled, "so i guess you'll have to go without." he licked his lips.

he knew the sight of you bra-less in his clothes was going to drive him wild. at least you wouldn't complain when he tore them off of you later. <3

training season || cl16

summary: you visit charles at the gym

warnings: suggestive

a/n: this work is a part of my vibes event, but the asker had requested to stay anonymous! they have also informed me that the option to ask anonymously isn't there so i'll try to fix it, sorry!

i'm accepting requests for the event!

the elevator dings and you step out, making your way to the gym where charles's supposed to be training.

you don't go to the gym very often. maybe that's why the place seems so unfamiliar. you feel a litte out of place.

the gym is a spacious and sparkling clean space, with gleaming white tile floors and bright lights illuminating every corner. the equipment is state of the art, with digital touchscreens and built in tvs for watching movies or listening to music.

very fancy, you think. the floor alone looks way too expensive to be walked on.

in the corner, you spot a familiar face. charles's doing pull-ups with his trainer and he looks so focused and really, really hot it makes your cheeks go bright red. you mentally slap yourself for blushing so easily.

you wait until he finishes his set, not wanting to disturb his session. then, you wave at him lightly and he smiles, walking over to you and kissing your cheek. "hi,"

his sweaty skin brushes against yours and it's kinda gross, but also surprisingly pleasant. you squirm in his hold when he peppers your face with kisses.

"hey," you say, making him look up at you, big green eyes meeting yours.

"sorry for disturbing your training,"

charles giggles. "it's alright, love. we were wrapping up anyway, right?" he replies. his trainer gives the two of you an awkward thumbs-up before leaving the gym, leaving you two alone in the large room.

"how was your day, love?" charles asks, breaking the comfortable silence. you sigh at the mention of the past day. "terrible," you laugh dryly, "wanted to see you,"

his eyes soften and you feel a gentle kiss being pressed on your forehead. "well, you have me now," he says, rubbing your shoulders.

he pulls away from your hold and groans. "just gonna stretch, yeah?"

you nod, sitting down on a bench, your legs slowly giving up after the busy day. your eyes linger on him, watching him intently as he stretches after his workout.

a tap on your shoulder wakes you from your trance and charles laughs at your surprised squeak.

"had a nice view?" he asks with a flirtatious tone in his voice. your cheeks go bright red and you hide your face in your hands.

"you bet i did," you reply, making him blush as well. you show him a proud smile.

his hand travels from your shoulder to your waist and he presses a kiss to your neck, his warm touch sending shivers down your spine.

the mood in the gym shifts and you suddenly feel hot all over and ready to head home.

"we should go together some day," charles suggests teasingly when you drag him out of the gym, making you glare at him.

when you sit in his car and he places his large hand on your thigh, you know it's going to be a fun night.

Wondering if it's worth watching The Rings of Power (as if I wasn't about to finish House of the Dragon and Game Of Thrones)

i loved your franco smut drabble!! please please write more for franco, would love something a bit longer too!

I'm glad you liked it, sweetie! This drabble was a test to see if I could develop something interesting that wasn't just about Lewis, Carlos and Toto. And surprisingly, it was a cool result (glory to God)

I'll probably bring more of him in the future, along the same lines as Natural Enemies, don't worry 🫶🏼