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"𝓐 𝓷𝓲𝓰𝓱𝓽 𝓽𝓸 𝓭𝓻𝓸𝔀𝓷 𝓲𝓷 𝔂𝓸𝓾" Silvio Ricci x fem. Reader (smut)

AN: Hello everyone! I want to thank you for your support all this time, I really appreciate it! I decided to write a Silvio Ricci smutfic since the boys are officially in the game! I hope you enjoy it~

Fandom: Ikemen Prince

Character: Silvio Ricci

Warnings: Smut, nsfw, Rubbing, thigh fucking, character eating his cum and the reader's, (probably bad English)

Silvio scowled at nothing, but the quiet of the night, that almost lulled him to sleep. His luscious locks fell on his forehead as he listlessly skimmed over the piles of paperwork that were gathered and sighed deeply. From the outside, he looked calm in a gentlemanly manner, but his heart and body yearned for more. The unearthly silence of the room made him uncomfortable, he didn't want to be alone. Especially now that he got so used to your loving company.

His blue eyes took in his surroundings, trailing from hundreds of study books, maps and candles on the table, and yet, he still found you. They fell on your lovely figure that came from the bath and watched as you sat right on the side of the king sized bed.

You were always able to wake up the fire inside him, a different "beast side" of his, that many didn't know. It was a fire that he couldn't calm down, not like he had any reason to want to. But it made him feel like he belonged to you, as much as you did to him. His heartbeat, like a storming wave in the sea, it only beats fast for you.

He hungrily checked over your body, which was covered only by one of his shirts. The soft looking, exposed skin made his imagination run wild and his cock to harden through his now tight pants.

"Silvio?" Your voice, as sweet and lovely as honey, smoothly reached him and he shut his eyes. You were so enticing, although it wasn't something he would tell you so easily. He always made you work for it.

Silvio hummed deeply and set his quill aside, on a blank parchment sheet, not caring about it getting dirty with ink, since his mind was elsewhere. With a simple move, he motioned you with a long, elegant finger to walk over and you obediently followed.

With a small move, he pushed the armchair and leaned back on the velvet fabric and waited for you. The moment you reached him, he turned you around and pulled you on his lap, each of your thighs widely spread on top of him and your back to his strong, muscular chest.

"What is it?" He hasn't said a word yet, so you questioned in a hushed tone, while nuzzling him and Silvio closed his eyes.

"Shut up." His rude comment made you giggle, since you were used to him.

Silvio leaned forward and let his head on your shoulder, his light colored hair tickling the side of your face and his arms circled around your middle. You took it upon you to calm him down and reassure him by threading your fingers in his strands.

One arm left your waist and the man behind you used it to open a small, nicely decorated wooden box. The inside was a rich, royal blue color and in it, there was a necklace with a delicate design. The prince always said that he preferred smaller jewelry, so he could enjoy more of you.

Your train of thoughts was quickly stopped when he gazed up and with the other hand, he gently clasped the accessory around your neck.

He hummed in satisfaction and delicately kissed your neck, before reaching up and behind your ear. He groaned lowly and moved your body enough for you to feel his dick poking your behind, to which you responded by grinding on him.

"Fuck…." You moaned when he caught your earlobe in his teeth and harshly sucked on it. The hand left your neck snf the other your waist. One went to play with your new necklace's sparkly chain, while the other unbuttoned the shirt and groped your chest and nipples. You moaned and started grinding on him faster.

"What do you want? If you don't tell me, then I won't know." He grunted as you pushed your own hand between your legs and touched his noticeable bulge. You then took it away and thrusted a finger inside your dripping wet pussy.

"Ahh, Silvio!" Your voice was shaky and broken as you fingered yourself on him, you wetness traveling from your thighs to his pants. Silvio wasn't used to you teasing him back and he was already intrigued by your moves.

"Put more in." He ordered and you did as you were told, a second digit joining the first that was already stretching you nicely  but it was nowhere close to what your lover could do to you.

"A fee moments of you pleasuring yourself, you regretfully took your fingers out and out them on his now dirty pants, that you unbuttoned and fished his cock out. Silvio sighed in relief and you stroked him before slipping him between the glistening folds of your slit.

You rubbed the head there with one hand and the other went straight to his heavy, cum filled balls. Silvio's breath hitched and he moved his hips upwards, matching your speed and urging you to continue with your 'mischief'. You stood up a bit from his lap to rub his cockhead on your sensitive clit. A bit later, you shouted his name and squirted your juices all over him. Silvio's eyes closed and with your help, he fucked between your thighs before he followed your steps and stained them in hot cum.

He shakily stood up from the armchair and let you sit on it. He kept your legs spread and he fell on his knees in front of you. His eyes found yours and held them there, as he lapped at the cum collected by the two of you.

You affectionately petted his head, asked him to show you his mouth before he swallowed and praised him for the rest of the night.

The End~