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♡ Suitors ♡ · Roger, William and Alfons.🩷

⌈ ⚠️ 𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐓 𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒 ⌉ Smut, kind of angsty.

His hands roam your body, his fingers teasing all of your sweet spots and undressing you with a practised hand.

Even if you still resent him for how he betrayed you, your body still loves his touch and craves it. You haven't changed one bit since he remembers… except you've gotten quite snarky and aggressive towards him.

But he still likes you, even if you're like this.

He holds you closely as he penetrates you, his cock sinking into you with one swift thrust before he ruthlessly fucks you into the mattress. Even if you curse him, curse his name, and tell him how much you hate him, you still come undone beneath him. Your nails claw his back so hard that you leave marks behind. He turns you into an overstimulated mess with tears running down your face, and his cum dripping down your legs.

Unfortunately, you don't waste a second to stay any longer once you're done having sex. You put on your clothes and leave him.

It's okay though, even if you leave him the moment that you've finished, he knows you'll be back. He knows that it doesn't matter how many times he makes you cry, you'll always come back.

But why does he feel a pang of guilt in his chest every time you leave?...

You shouldn't have indulged in your desires, as tempting as they were.

He was the worst temptation of all, and even if you hated him you still couldn't resist wanting him and his body.

You touch him, craving more and more of him throughout the night even as you know this will be nothing but a fleeting moment where you exchange intimacy. Your lust for him still manages to overthrow the part of you that resents him, and you run your fingers through his smooth hair while his face makes its way between your thighs.

He takes care of you throughout the night and until morning, his mind curious about what path you'd take next…? What would you do? Go back to your normal life and cut him off, or continue to seek him out like this?

Not wanting to do anything more than fuck him, you leave him once you're done and head off to who knows where.

Only later when you stop visiting him for a late night tryst does he find out that you've found a new lover.

A fair enough play of events for the self-righteous king who left his little robin all alone outside in the raging storm.

Why does he feel some envy when he sees you happily holding hands with your new lover though?

You hate this man full of lies and illusions.

He's a sick…sick…twisted evil man.

Even if so, he continues to please you with his body and toy with you despite knowing you hate him.

He puts his body on yours, your tongues coming together to entangle in a kiss while he strips you of your undergarments and positions you on his lap. His big hands hold your soft thighs as his fingers make their way towards your entrance, and then slide inside of your wetness with ease.

"Isn't this the best proof that you're enjoying it?" He asks you while slipping another finger inside of you, and making your face flush red in embarrassment at how easily his fingers enter inside of your body without any resistance.

He unbuckles his belt, allowing his cock to spring out of its confines and then eagerly press against your entrance. Even if you can't stand him... what's wrong with indulging in the temporary pleasures that he can provide you with and escaping reality?

How he holds you is awfully sweet and gentle… almost like a lover would, while he whispers sweet little words of praise in your ear.

He wants to tell you // FWB.

⌈ ⚠️ 𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐓 𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒 ⌉ None. just light Angst turned into fluff. 15+ and F!Reader.

The suitor is not specified...🩷..And the fic is set in more modern times I suppose.

Personally, I'd pick one of the following for this fic: Leviathan, Cater, Victor, Trey, Belphegor... Licht or Nokto, Liam..Maybe even Clavis... Vlad

The city is dark, cold and empty with just a few street lights on the side of the road shining down the streets. He checks his phone to make sure that he hasn’t missed a call or message from you, and feels a sense of disappointment when he sees that you haven’t texted him or called him.

How long has it been since the two of you last met up?

It must have been weeks… Or even a month.

Now, he came to your city just to see you. His arrival was somewhat late after using the bus In the evening, But, he arrived. Usually, you’d stay awake until this hour after taking naps during the day, So he thinks that his late and unexpected visit won’t be too much of an issue. After coming here, He hopes that when he gets to your house and sends you a text you’ll come out to see him.

He misses you greatly.

Sighing, he tucks his phone back into his pocket, and fixes his jacket.

It was cold, Really cold. Mornings here were freezing, and he could see his own breath turning into condensation when he breathed out.

‘But it would all be worth it soon’ He thought to himself as he made his way down the street, towards your address.

He passed by closed shops and empty streets, lost in thought about what he would say to you. He wanted to mend your relationship, See you like he used to, and spend time with you again. After your last argument, you no longer saw each other and things changed for the worse. You ignored him, and he was far too prideful to contact you first, but after you stubbornly continued not talking to him and distanced yourself, he realized that he couldn’t keep this up.

It was sad… childish even. Why didn’t he try to fix things sooner? If he set his own stubbornness and pride aside, he could have talked with you and prevented you from going off and dating whatever piece of eye candy you found. None of the men you dated now were good, or even worth a minute of your time. Really, what were you thinking? He heard all about you going to bars to find dates and whatnot from his friends, and it was unnerving.

He was jealous.

He didn’t want anyone but him to touch you.

Little drops of rain started to fall down, and soon they turned into a downpour.

As he passes through the dimly lit street, he finally sees your house on the right, the small flower garden still in front of it remaining well maintained. When he arrives, He takes the metal key out of his pocket and uses it to unlock the door of your fence. Soon shutting your fence’s door closed behind him, and tucking the key back into his pocket as he picks his phone up to text you.

He messages you a vague ‘I’m here. Open the door.’ and watches as the lights in your house abruptly turn on.

He waits for you on your front porch, tapping his foot against the floor in nervousness as he thinks about what your reaction could be. Would you be mad? Somewhat irked? Or happy? He didn’t know what to expect.

You opened the front door, revealing yourself and making his breath hitch in his throat as he finally got to see you after so long. You look at him with somewhat of a frown, your face more confused than annoyed by his sudden appearance at your house.

“It’s 3:00 AM.” You tell him, And he sheepishly scratches his neck as he grins like a fool at you. “I was hoping you’d still let me in. It started raining when I was coming.” He tells you, causing you to let out a sigh of frustration. You open the door wide for him, allowing him to come in, and he does. He enters your house, taking his shoes off at the entrance and putting them on the shoe rack on the left side of your door.

“Honestly, i don’t know why the fuck you would show up at this time. What if I was asleep and didn’t open the door?” You scold him, going off on an annoyed rant. “It’s literally autumn. Barely any of the hotels around here are working at 3 in the fucking morning.”

“Oh well… lucky for me, you opened the door.” He dismisses you, making you shoot a glare at him. “Why are you even here?” You asked, somewhat hostile toward him which was an obvious indicator that you were still salty.

“Well,” He started as he took his drenched jacket off, “I missed you. So, I came to both apologize and see you.” You roll your eyes, And his brows furrow in annoyance at you. “What are you rolling your eyes for? It’s the truth.” He steps before you and wraps his arms around you to hug you, laying his head atop your shoulder. “Just so you know, you can’t act all cute to butter me up so that I accept your apology and forgive you.” You remark, and he tightens his arms around you, “I’m sorry…” He apologizes.

It was the truth.

He really was sorry.

He did miss you… So why can’t he find the right words to tell you that? It’s like everything that he had to say got stuck in his throat, and he couldn’t speak.

“Oof… Okay.” You relent, finally hugging him back as if unable to remain mad at him.

“I don’t want us to ignore each other and not speak after an argument again.” He voices his true feelings, and you listen to what he has to say. “Also… I’m sorry for what I said that day. I should have known better and not given you shit about it.”

You rubbed his back comfortingly as you listened to him.

“I’m sorry too, I should have been nicer instead of coldly rejecting you the way I did.” You let him know, “Oh, No. It’s completely okay… I mean… that was our agreement from the start, So you didn’t really owe me an explanation or anything. I should have known better than to start pressuring you for things.”

He feels relieved as you finally have an honest conversation, both of you admitting your wrongs from the day where your argument happened.

You wanted to sleep with him, He wanted a relationship. He caught feelings, and he started getting possessive, and mad at you when you ignored his texts to see somebody else. He was the one who wanted nothing but sex from the beginning and proposed the idea, Yet, he was also the one who first broke your agreement to be nothing more than friends with benefits.

“Well, Now that we’ve sorted that out…” He looks lost in thought for a moment, seemingly trying to decide how to proceed with your relationship. “I don’t really know what to do.” He sighs, “I’m sorry.” He looks down in disappointment, feeling discontent with himself.

He still loves you.

He wants to tell you

“You can stay here, Don’t worry.” You tell him, not noticing how troubled he looked, or perhaps refusing to see it.

“You can sleep in my bed?” You suggested jokingly, surprising him.

“What?” He asks in disbelief

“Look, I know that we had a rough start, and that I didn’t want to have a relationship with you… But this last month I’ve been thinking about you.” You told him, making his jaw drop to the floor in surprise. “So, I’d like to give us a chance… If you’re okay with it.”

“Of course… I’d be happy to give us a chance.” He hugs you once more, his arms enveloping you in a tight embrace as he buries his face into your shoulder while holding you tightly.

This time he was lucky… he finally got to have you.

"Do you want a kiss?..."

"Yeah..."

So beautiful.

⌈ ⚠️ 𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐓 𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒 ⌉ Smut, Oral (F!Receiving)

He wants you.

He wants you.

He wants you.

He wants to stay by your side, and he wants you to smile at him instead of Will.

You were so dazzling, beautiful, breathtaking…Kind. So, So, So soft to touch. He can't take his eyes off of you for even a moment, and he can't keep his hands to himself either. You're finally in his arms, in his bed.

He squeezes your soft curves, the plush skin of your thighs, your hips. You're driving him insane. How crazy could his obsession get? He drops multiple kisses down your stomach, and his lips trail to your thighs. He wants to be the one who makes you smile instead of Will. Yet, he also feels the need to lock you in his room and keep your beauty all for himself… That would surely trample over your happiness and kind smile though.

"Elbert…" The way you whisper is so angelic, and he kisses your abdomen before he sucks on your clit, making your legs tremble. He runs his tongue through your pussy's folds to part them. His tongue teases you mercilessly, and you grip his hair to hold him in place as you grind against his face to get off. Elbert is greedy, wanting more, more and more of you. He doesn't complain, and quietly moans when your pussy grinds against his face. Even if he was having some trouble breathing, He was far too aroused to care. His mind is hazy with lust, and all he cares about is you getting off on his face. He grips your hips and applies even more pressure on your clit, using his tongue.

Finally feeling like you're going to cum, your thighs quiver one last time before you feel your body slowly limp in ecstasy. Your breathing remains erratic as a warm feeling spreads throughout your body, and you feel genuine bliss while Elbert pulls away from you to breathe. He pants as he watches you, and you bite your lip, trying to keep your droopy eyes open.

"So beautiful." He murmurs, making you blush.

♡ Suitors ♡ · Liam, Elbert, Jude 🩷

⌈ ⚠️ 𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐓 𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒 ⌉ Smut, But more angst than horny. 🚶

Liam

He feels guilty now that he's fallen in love with you, and you don't reciprocate his feelings. He knows he shouldn't have bedded that fangirl who approached him.

He ruined your relationship.

His heart clenches painfully, and he feels a burning ache spread across his chest. How could he make you sad? Knowing that you hate him makes him uneasy, and he feels dejected as he ponders over the issue. Maybe, it's not too late for him to make things up to you? You were still willing to see him for dates sometimes, Even if they weren’t the same as before.

Maybe, he could make things up to you using his body.

That's how this whole ordeal takes place. He takes you at night, and he makes sure to satisfy you as well as he can until morning. He pushes your thighs apart and buries his head between them to lick and suck on your sensitive spot until your legs tremble.

You’ll surely forgive him if he takes care of you like this, right? He loves you. He wants you to love him back, he wants to make you happy. For the first time in forever, he wants something. He’s selfish, and he feels guilty about it. Even if you’re still acting cold towards him every morning before you leave, the little cracks in your poker face every time you bid him farewell ignite the smallest glimmer of hope in him.

Maybe one day, You’ll love him again.

This poor curious cat will soon be killed by his own actions, and the insane lengths he will go to. Will you stop him? Or will you cut him off and drive him into further madness? As Liam plans his next date with you, he can’t wait to show you just how much he can do with his cock.

Elbert

The water he finds himself in is so deep. How does he breathe? The sadness he feels spreads like poison throughout his body, and it’s like he’s drowning. He can have you, and yet it was only for tonight. Because he knows that he can’t keep you.

He makes the best out of it, wanting to feel your lips on his and your soft skin overlapping with his. He wants to feel all of you, your soft body pressed against him, how soft your hair feels when he runs his fingers through it… The taste of your lips.

You’re so beautiful, he loves pushing his cock inside you and watching as you take it. Even if you frown at him, you still looked pretty. Sure, there may currently be some bad blood between the two of you. But, even so, you were still very beautiful.

It’s almost scary, isn’t it?

He’s only bedding you to make sure that you indeed are what he wants. Just how far will he go to find what he’s looking for? Are you what he’s looking for? Will he throw you to the side and leave you, just to seek the most beautiful thing in someone else?

Elbert kisses your lips, and you notice how his empty blue eyes continue to stare at you intently. You’re an object in those beautiful, empty eyes.

When you get ready to leave the next morning, he looks at you curiously and wonders if you were what he was searching for. Could it really be you? He doesn’t know. He feels like he might go insane as he wonders.

Oh, How cruel fate is. His unfortunate soul will never find rest for as long as he lives, and he will always continue searching for the most beautiful thing in the world.

But, you leave, He realizes that he wants you. He wants you. Even if it means destroying all of the other things in his possession which he thought were most beautiful.

He needs to make you his…

Jude

Fuck you. You and your sweet little smiles, the ones that turn into deep frowns whenever you see him. Even if you despised him with your whole being, you sure as hell still loved being filled with his cock.

Jude curses under his breath when he feels how hard your pussy spasms around him when you orgasm, and he can't stop his words from slipping out. "Pervert. You're a dirty, Dirty, little slut. You say you hate me.. Yet, here you are. Having an orgasm on my cock" He rasps out as his hands grip your waist.

His Perverted and dirty little slut.

Only His… He hopes. Just thinking about the possibility of you being with anyone else is enough to set him off. He hates how irritated he gets because of you. You were nothing but a mere fling of his, a plain goody two-shoes woman who he happened to take an interest in one night.

How is it possible that he’s gotten this desperate for you? To seek you out whenever he can. He wants to fuck you hard enough engrave himself in your body, That way you can’t forget him.

Even if you thought Jude had no real interest in you besides your body, you were wrong. He’s far, far more interested. He wants more than just your body for a night, he wants you to be his. You’re his precious little slut, and he loves you enough to fill you with his cock, Even if you’ve started pretending that you hate him recently.

You can’t truly hate him.

Can you?

⌈ ⚠️ 𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐓 𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒 ⌉ Smut ahead //// F!MC.

You’re tugging and pulling on his clothes, quickly throwing them on the floor before you pull him in for a heated kiss. Your tongue entwines with his, and after he breaks your kiss his hands glide over your breasts, giving them a light squeeze.

He sneakily got behind you as he asked if you were sure you wanted to know the “Real” him. “I suppose it’s natural to be interested in indecent things?” He said. Next thing you know, You’re bent over your bed while Alfons fucks himself into you from behind. His fingers are shoved into your mouth, teasingly torturing your tongue, and he holds your hip with his other hand while his cock is buried snuggly within you. “Fuu… And to think that all I’ve been doing so far is watching you-” He trails off with a raspy voice, letting out a low moan while your hand pulls his fingers out of your mouth.

“Ha?... What?” You ask him confused… Just what does he mean?

“Oh, that’s right.” He chuckles sweetly in your ear before whispering, “I’ve been enjoying the little show you put on every time you masturbate.” his tone is amused as he informs you he’s been watching you. He got off on you masturbating, and even stole some of your undergarments to jack off with… like a complete pervert.

You honestly wonder how he got away with this. And how didn’t you notice that some of your underwear are missing? Alfons even has enough boldness to describe which pairs of your underwear he stole.

“You’re a dirty pervert.” You spat out as he pressed a chaste kiss against your neck, “Oh, Please do forgive me.” He says unapologetically as his wet fingers make their way between your legs.

“Alfons…” You whisper his name quietly, trying to hold a moan back as you feel your orgasm build up. “Don’t hold back…” He says as his head falls onto your shoulder. His thrusts are getting erratic, and you're sure he’s getting close to cumming too.

…

Your late night affairs would surely have Roger giving you the side eye the next day. Alfons makes sure to moan extra loud for him too.😂

You're not getting away! You're his.

🩷ANON🩷: Lovers to enemies to lovers again - Reader dates the yandere but soon gets tired of their yandere shtick and tries to escape, but nope. you're not getting away

⌈ ⚠️ 𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐓 𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒 ⌉ Yandere themes, Toxic relationship, Crazy Liam. 15+ // F!MC.

You were his lover. His reason to live, his everything. You were the reason he's still alive after he tried to kill himself, But now you're trying to leave him?!

There's only you for him.

You give him life, You make him happy. You showed him what love is...

You're his.

You're his.

You're his.

You can't leave him! He'll get on his knees and beg you to not leave if he has to.

He can't live without you, He prefers you kill him over of leaving him.

Liam clings to you so hard. Your skin crawls as you realize that you really should have just packed your bags and left without saying anything. If only you had done that, then you wouldn't have to deal with the current mess.

"Liam." You say his name sternly, making him flinch at the tone of your voice. "Let me go. I don't want to deal with this anymore."

"I..." Liam mumbles, All while the distressed look on his face becomes even more evident. With each second that passes, it's like his composure crumbles away. He looks like a mess, and you do feel a pang of guilt in your chest for it, However, You quickly remind yourself that you can't be with him anymore and that this shouldn't influence your decision to leave him.

Liam was impossible to deal with. You tried everything to make your relationship work, and halfway in you would have never even thought about leaving him. It took a lot of self reflecting and looking at the bigger picture for you to realize that your relationship was dysfunctional. It started as something sweet, far too sweet, which quickly turned toxic. Liam was overbearing, he acted out on impulse, and somehow his curse had managed to get even worse. Because of his curiosity, he had started doing things to you which you didn't like or approve of. This all led to the downfall of your relationship, and the final straw for you which was today. You're not tired physically, But mentally you're exhausted. You just want to put this all behind you, forget about the crown, and leave Liam in the past.

"Is it... Is it because of another man?" Liam asks frantically, his hands reaching towards you to grab your wrists. He holds your wrists in a bruising grip, and you look at him with a disgusted expression, wondering if he has officially lost his mind.

"No." You say firmly, before snapping at him, "I'm leaving because of YOU, Liam. You've gone crazy over the past year, and I don't want to put up with your lunatic tendencies. Please seek therapy, and get mental help—"

"You...You're leaving me because of another man..."

As expected, He's delusional.

While you look at him like he's gone mad, Liam feels his heart crumble into millions of pieces. You were actually doing this... You were going to leave him for another man. Is it because he himself wasn't a good enough lover to you? is that why you decided to seek comfort in the arms of another?... He really is pathetic and good for nothing.

But.. he won’t let you leave. He pulls you to him harshly by your wrist, and he then drags you to your shared bedroom… the one you took all of your belongings out of, but would soon put back anyway.

He’s all over you. He’s kissing your neck, he’s grabbing your hips and squeezing your curves. He’s telling you how much he loves you. He’ll show you how much he loves you. Heck, he’ll love you so hard that you’ll forget all about the other man.

He pushes you down onto the bed, and even though you're trying to convince yourself to push him away harder, and tell him to stop, you can't. You let him do it, you hold him close, And your arms wrap around his neck as you shamelessly kiss him back.

If he loves you hard enough then all will be forgiven and forgotten… right?

He'll remind you why you love him.

You're not getting away.

You'll be stuck in this toxic cycle of trying to leave and then staying.... Until death breaks you apart.

Insanity.

⌈ ⚠️ 𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐓 𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒 ⌉ Yandere themes, Imprisonment, Character death/murder/ suicide. 16+ // F!MC.

“Insanity– a state of being mentally ill and deranged.”

A state of madness.

A state of madness that he is in.

He keeps you locked in his room, he prevents you from seeing anyone. He doesn’t even let Alfons inside of his room because he deems his only friend a threat. He doesn’t want him or anyone else to look at you. He wanted to gouge out the eyes of everyone who has ever looked at you.

He’s lost all self control, his thirst for finding the most beautiful thing finally winning over.

His curse is relentless, his mental state is crumbling. You were beautiful, but recently you’ve been looking dull and less beautiful. It’s like you’ve lost all of your sparkle and shine.

No matter how many things he tried to cheer you up, He couldn’t bring back the spark in your eyes.

You were unfixable. And because you were unfixable, he started growing bored of you.

You used to make him happy. he got butterflies whenever he heard your voice, and he got giddy whenever you touched him… Now, you wouldn’t speak and never touched him.

Your resemblance to a doll was out of this world, anyone who could have looked at you now would assume that you were made of porcelain because of your perfect makeup, well fit clothes, and beautiful clear skin.

So...

Because your resemblance to a doll is so big– he decided to turn you into one to bring your beauty back.

He wipes the blood off of his hands by rubbing them against his clothes, before he resumes cleaning and stitching you up.

He turned you into a lifeless puppet.

As he attaches the prosthetic eyes which perfectly resemble your once shiny ones, he feels proud of his work....

Temporarily....

Until he comes back to his senses and realizes that he killed you.

He murdered you, the love of his life and apple of his eye. He turned you into a doll, and as he stands in the pool of your blood he stares at the dry blood still staining his hands in horror.

He used to think that Alfons told him you weren’t beautiful just to protect you, But now… Alfons was right. Elbert should have listened to him– you were beautiful, but only when you were alive.

You’re no longer beautiful. your unnaturally pale skin and corpse-like appearance horrifies him. He lost his most beautiful thing, and his lover.

He lost you.

That realization hits him with force, and hard sobs wreck his body as he cries over what he’s done.

In the end, he can’t take it anymore.

He curses himself as he stabs himself to death, refusing to stop thrusting the knife into his chest despite the burning pain, even when he hears loud banging on his door.

Please forgive him for what he’s done. In the end, he’s drowning in a pool of your own blood mixed with his own because he failed you.

He failed both you and himself, and as he stares at your lifeless body that’s held up on a stand, he closes his eyes, praying that you’ll forgive him for everything, and that in death he will be released from this living horror.

Yandere Elbert for Anon 🩷

The ex doctor.

⌈ ⚠️ 𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐓 𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒 ⌉ Smut, kinda dubcon, pulling off condoms, yeh

Ex!Doctor!Roger Who just quit working at the hospital, so that he can research curses and devote much more of his time to crown.

Ex!Doctor!Roger Who happens to find you injured during one of crown's missions, and treats your wounds while giving you advice on how to take care of them.

Ex!Doctor!Roger Who immediately recognizes you when you become crown's fairytale writer, and offers to help you with your job. As long as you're giving him reports and you're helping him with his research, why shouldn't he help you out and make things easier for the both of you?

Ex!Doctor!Roger Who teases you whenever you hand him your report, remarking how cute and hardworking you are. Letting you know you're a good girl and to keep writing such useful reports.

Ex!Doctor!Roger Who gets possessive and overprotective when other men hurt you during a mission. How dare they lay their filthy hands on you? All you're going to hear next is the sound of a shotgun going off, after Roger tells you to sit down and wait for him.

Ex!Doctor!Roger Who has you give him a blowjob after he treats the little cuts and bruises that were left on you from the mission. He needs you to relieve his stress after he worried so much about you.

Ex!Doctor!Roger Who pushes your head further down his cock, and grunts quietly while cursing at the men who left marks on your body. It should have been him leaving marks on you, rather than those filthy bastards.

Ex!Doctor!Roger Who can no longer contain himself, and pulls you up and onto his lap. He takes a condom out of his pocket, before ripping the packaging open and putting it onto his shaft.

Ex!Doctor!Roger Who spits onto your pussy before rubbing your clit vigorously, and making your legs tremble because of the sudden rough stimulation.

Ex!Doctor!Roger Who finally shoves his cock into you, and fucks your brains out. His thick veiny dick stretching you beyond what you thought you could take, and hitting just all of the right spots inside of you to make your mind go blank.

Ex!Doctor!Roger Who ends up pulling the condom off, and ejaculating into your wet little pussy, leaving you a cream pied mess before he pulls your underwear up and pets your head. He sets you off with a smirk, and ushers you to leave his office quickly because he can hear footsteps approaching.....

Ex!Doctor!Roger whose cum you can feel dripping out of your pussy, and wetting your underwear as your face flushes in embarrassment and shame. What if you get pregnant now..? How could Roger even do something like that without asking you first....

"I don't think we'll ever be done with you."

⌈ ⚠️ 𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐓 𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒 ⌉ Smut, NONCON, gang rape, Oral, blowjobs, unprotected sex, cream pies, degradation, slapping, hand jobs, reader gets used as a fucktoy. NOT PROOFREAD

Your face hurts.

Your cheek stings because of how many slaps you've received tonight. You're not exactly sure who it is that's pounding you into the couch, but you might as well take a guess and say it's Jude because of how he was harshly tugging on your hair. 

His thrusts are ruthless, his hips slamming into you from behind and making your ass jiggle as he fucks his dick into your poor and abused pussy that's dripping with cum and your juices. You've orgasmed so many times tonight, your clit actually feels like it hurts because of how overstimulated it is. Jude's fingers haven't been slacking one bit, and he was rubbing your clit with such determination, you were starting to wonder if he ever planned on stopping. “Juuude…” You whine his name, feeling tears sting at your eyes because of the continuous overstimulation. “Tsk.. what?” He rasps out behind you.

“I can't take any more….”

"You're a slut so you can." He states simply as he gives your ass a harsh smack that makes you wince in pain.

Ellis opens your mouth to shove his fat cock in, meanwhile you lie down on the edge of the couch, your head feeling all light and fuzzy while your body is left feeling limp. You can’t do anything but focus on breathing while his cock slides into and out of your mouth.

After a few more thrusts into your pussy, you feel Jude slow down and then finally pull out, his cock once again spilling his cum inside of you.

Jude and Roger have completely destroyed your pussy at this point. They've turned you into a cum dumpster after relentlessly pounding into you. Who knows how many times the two of them have filled you with cum tonight? You’ve lost count. You can just feel the stickiness left between your legs now, along with your gaping pussy that still feels stuffed even though Jude pulled out.

“That’s quite the look” You vaguely hear Roger's voice remark, and then you feel someone cupping your breasts. “Isn’t she so pretty?” Ellis sighs in bliss from above you, as his fingers tangle into your hair, slowly pulling your head forward, so he pushes his cock down your throat. "Sweet...take it good girl, you know you can."

He coos at you as he hears you gag, letting out a low groan as he tells you how good you’re making him feel. Tears slowly spill out of your eyes again, and you try not to choke around his cock but the uncomfortable feeling of it hitting the back of your throat has you nearly throwing up.

Eventually, he pulls his cock out of your mouth so that Roger can pull you back up. "There, there. You might feel a bit sore tomorrow, but you're feeling really good right now. Isn't that right?"

You hiccup, feeling Roger's wet tongue lick at the tears on your cheek. He was the second person to try and give you false sense of comfort. If it weren't for him pressing your hand against the bulge in his pants right now, then you might have even thought that this was something you wanted, and not something that was forced on you.

"You poor slut" Jude degrades you as he chuckles at your pathetic state.

"You look so hot like this... Hey, give me your hand to finish me off... I wanna cum." Ellis mumbles, his large hand taking your smaller one and guiding it to his cock. Your hand wraps around his cock, and your other hand momentarily stops stroking Roger. You fist Ellis' cock as best as you can, and your hand job is sloppy at best. You're just too tired to even move your hand so that you can jerk him.

A harsh slap hits your cheek, and you blankly stare at Ellis as you blink for a moment, your brain trying to process that Roger just slapped you. He slaps you again, and this time you let out a little cry as your hand wraps around his dick. You try your best to jerk both him and Ellis off at the same time, but your face is still met with harsh slaps from the two whenever you don't manage to keep up with the pace that they want.

You start crying again. both of your cheeks hurt because of they continued hitting you, and Roger shoves his thick fingers in your mouth, ordering you to suck them. He shoves his fingers to the back of your throat, and you gag around them, spit running down the corners of your mouth because of him.

You wonder when this will be over....

"I don't think we'll ever be done with you." Ellis whispers, affectionately kissing your cheek before whispering your name in a breathy moan as he cums on your fingers.

⌕ : IKEMEN VILLAINS LIBRARY

⌕ Dumb ikevil memes

YANDERE

You're not getting away! You're his. / Liam

Insanity / Elbert

ANGST

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SMUT

Hate sex pt 1 / Roger, William, Alfons. (Angsty)

Hate sex pt 2 / Liam, Elbert, Jude. (Angsty)

So beautiful / Elbert

Pervert!Alfons

The ex doctor / Roger ⚠️ (Dubcon)

I don't think we'll ever be done with you / Jude, Roger, and Ellis together ⚠️ (NONCON)

An: I thought I had more ikevil fics on my blog.. Apparently they're just unfinished and still rotting in my drafts since the beginning of this year 💀