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Imagine your breath getting hitched as NIKOLAI moves his lips from your mouth down to your inner thigh, making you shiver under his touch. Oh He loves how you're this vulnerable under him, so needy for him and his fat cock; how you want him to bend you on his lap and place his drown out thin fingers on your entrance, making you mewl and beg him to touch you more. More, more, more.

He smiles when he spots your desperate eyes on him, pleading him to go further; maybe he'd have teased you a little if you weren't this adorable for him.

"Kolya?" "Mhm? What is it, Dove?" Your cheeks heat up not from embarrassment, but from how his fingers are trailing around your swollen clit.

"We- we're out of condoms and I'm not on the pill..."

A small frown appears on his lips, thinking about how he has to hold himself from making a mess out of his precious angel, but his pout fades away when suddenly an interesting idea hits him.

"No worries Dove, Don't tell me that you forgot who you're dating?"

He rises a bit as he rips his clothes off, revealing his smooth skin that has a few faded scars on it, making you want to kiss the pain away. Not attempting to break eye contact, he slowly reaches for his cloak that is placed on the other side of the bed, taking his hand into it, only to pull out a golden familiar packet that makes you levitate your eyebrows out of surprise.

Well, it's Nikolai after all; he can't get his way without putting on a show, can he?

He smirks, that familiar smirk that you practically live for, and rips the corner of the packet with his teeth, making room for his fingers to be able to get inside, spitting the material out on the floor;

And then theres you, thinking that's totally unnecessary because you already came only by witnessing that one move♡

I like your content and the headcanons are just chef's kiss but here me out though....brat tamer nikolai....him just getting the brattiness out of his s/o for acting up all day and probably be scary seeing him angry though

Fandom: Bungou Stray Dogs

Pairings: Nikolai X Fem!Reader

Genre: Smut

Format: Short Fic

Warnings: NSFW! Content, Suggestive, Name calling (Slut, Dove, etc), Edging, Nikolai teasing the reader for how much of a brat she was, MDNI

Word Count: 1.3K

A/n: Brat tamer Nikolai? Brat tamer Nikolai.

"Kolya...A-ah!"

The grin on the blonde's face extended As he watched you mewling from the slight touch of his fingers. His right hand had you pinned against the bed while the other one was busy caressing your inner thigh, earning a few whimpers which leaded to you locking your eyes with him, and regretting the little show you put on not long ago.

"What is it, darling?"

He probably knew what you were about to say, and the smug look on his face confirmed that; but he had to hear it from your own mouth. He wanted to hear you say his names, Exactly like how you do it when youre near your climax and the grip of your nails on his back gets tighter. He wanted to hear you begging him to shove that veiny fat cock of his down your entrance, making you gasp at the sudden pain; but greedier for the enormous amount of pleasure coming up. It didn't even have to be his dick; those long, slender fingers of his could suffice or even work better at some point, thrusting in an out of your soaked cunt with an unbelievably fast pace. He could compromise with the slightest hint from you since he was feeling mysteriously generous today; but as the cocky brat you were, your only answer to him was tilting your head to the side and avoid those penetrative golden eyes of his.

How disappointing.

"So we're playing this game now, huh?" He smirked, organizing the following steps in his mind. He had been spoiling you too much with affection and care, and they all leaded you to be a rebellious brat instead of a obedient good girl. Maybe he was being too easy on you; otherwise you wouldn't have thought about flirting with Dostoevsky just to get back at him for not being around so much lately.

Nikolai huffed as he adjusted your face back to the way it was, daring you to look away again. His eyes surveyed every inch of your stunning body, including your core that was surprisingly wetter than usual. It was perfect, You were so perfect; he can't possibly let a manipulative rapacious guy like Fyodor get his hands on this fragile body, can he?

"Look at me when I'm talking to you, slut"

His serious tune was somewhat appalling and innovative, but that wasn't the reason you were irritated. The real cause of your annoyance was how turned on you were by him manhandling you, and how your pussy ached for his touch while your pride was fighting back at him.

He hadn't given you enough attention properly as he was drowned with countless tasks and missions, and when you saw him at the office today, talking about dumb shit with Fyodor instead of coming to his s/o and giving her the care she deserves, it pissed you off; to the point of thinking about a stupid plan like making him jealous by smiling to his coworker a little too much, and making unnecessary movements like bringing him tea and brushing your hands to each other by accident, as you would say; But Nikolai wasn't dumb,

and he was definitely not into sharing either.

Your thoughts were cut off by his immediate grip on your waist, turning you over on his lap in a glance like you were some type of feather, making you pant at his sudden movement.

"Say, dove; do you think I like to be away on missions all the time doing Dos-Kun's dirty work, while he relaxes at his office?" His fingers started tracing around your folds, careful not to contact your swollen bud; just to make you desperate a little more. Your exposed round ass was calling onto him, making him want to decorate it with his handprint. You breathed heavily as you tried not to give into his teasing, but unfortunately, your body didn't seem to play along.

"No... But-" "Shhhh! Save it for later, babe" He smiled at the sight of you bating your breath, and poked the tip of your clit to feel your body tense up against his thighs. "Then, can you give me a proper excuse for your lewd doings earlier?" "I... I did it because of- Huh!" His sudden slap on your ass made you forget whatever you were muttering, and try to get ready for the next spanks expected from how his hand was running around your sensitive area.

"Wrong. There's no proper excuse for whoring around with other men. Specially not when your boyfriend is right in front of you"

Whoring around? That was a bit too much! All you did was giving a few hints to him! It wasn't like you were on his lap, riding him while your boyfriend was watching you! Though it would be a lie to say that you haven't had any fantasies about Fyodor spreading your legs on his desk, making you scream his name while his dick was going in and out of you; and Nikolai seemed to be aware of that.

"You see, I'm not exactly fond of the idea of Dostoevsky using you as his personal cock whore. In fact..." Two of his digits finally got a hold of your clit, slowly rubbing the heated lips that was drowned in your juices; and his head got located next to your left ear, causing you to shiver every time his lips brushed against your ear lobe. "I rather to have you dead than see that rat get a hold of what's mine. You know that dove, right? You know how much I hate others touching my belongings"

At this point, you were willing to get on your knees and beg him to stop teasing you and fuck you real good, but it was too late for that. You knew Nikolai wouldn't stop the show once it's started. It wasn't his style to leave things halfway, So you had to give him what he wanted; and after that, maybe he would be willing to have his way with you.

"Why so shy, Dove? It's not like I haven't seen you like this before. Or perhaps you suddenly went quiet because you're hiding something? Don't tell me that you were fucking with Dos-Kun while I was out working my ass off"

"N-No! No! I would never do that! You know that Kolya, right?"

The last thing you would ever want to see is how possessive he can over his properties.

"Good. Good" Nikolai gently caressed your cheek, planting a small kiss on your temple as his movements became circular around your clit. He could never let you get away from him; you were the only thing he would gladly give up on his freedom for, after all.

"Mhm, Kolya..." Mewling on his lap, you moved rearward to meat his digits halfway through your cunt, trying to feel his touch more. He smirked from the way you were trying to get yourself off using him. Oh how adorable you looked with your cheeks all flushed up and your naked body yearning for him, and only him.

Just maybe, maybe if you promise not to test his limits anymore and be the good girl you should be, he would show you some mercy and satisfy the needs of his slutty little girl.

"lay on your back, baby. Wanna make your mind empty of everyone and everything and fill it up with me. Let me show you what I'm truly capable of . You'll never think about him again, right? You know that no one will treat you as good as I do. You're my Little Dove, after all; how can I decline you when you already look this adorable and needy for me? I haven't even touched you properly and Look at how much your pussy is drooling! Just relax, Bunny; gonna make this night memorable for the both of us"

Damn this is long🚶🏻‍♀️

(@beandaifuku)Tried to write like you do since you're the goddess of writing smut, hope you don't mind-🤧

Men whose favorite sight is you on your knees in front of them, gagging harshly as you struggle to take them all in. Their hand slowly reaches for your cheek, just to wipe your ruined mascara off your pretty face; admiring how your tears won't stop shedding from your eyes. Oh how well you're taking them, all dressed up in a nice laced lingerie that shows off your breathtaking skin a little bit too much, and how much they love your stubbornness when you take milking them down your throat as a challenge, and try to give them as much pleasure as you can. They can never get enough of your glassy eyes that's focused on them, trying to record every little groan you earn by sucking them off in your mind. Nothing would compare to the moisture of your wet mouth; and how the tip of their length hits the back of your throat every time you gulp their cock. Men who would whimper unconsciously as they worship their s/o's messy hair, wondering how they got this lucky to be stuck with someone as stunning as you.

"Look at you baby, taking me so well. You're such a compassionate one, aren't you? God, just like that baby; promise I'll return the favor and express my gratitude once you're done making me feel good. My my; didn't know you were such a crybaby. Are you that desperate for my cock? Fine then; I guess I can't- Ah- resist you when you look this pretty kneeling against me, can I?"

DAZAI, Chuuya, Tachihara, Ranpo, NIKOLAI, VANITAS, ATSUMU, SUNA, Iwaizumi, OIKAWA, Osamu, Sugawara, KUROO, Tendou, Kunimi, Inosuke, GOJO, Sukuna, GETOU, Baji, Draken, Mikey, MELLO

“Swallow. All of it.”

“Do you need to use your safeword, darling?”

Fandom: Bungou Stray Dogs

Pairing: Nikolai X Fem!Reader

Request: "aaaaa another event from my moots! congratulations!🎉 can i request Nikolai with 3 and 4? make him a bit of a sadist tho if that's okay with you👀" ◜@beandaifuku◞

Genre: Smut

Format: Fic

Warnings: Mild yandere themes, Explicit smut, Sub!Reader, Dom!Nikolai, Name calling(Babygirl, Slut, etc), Degrading, Praising, Dirty talk, Nikolai being a dick tease, Vaginal penetration, Use of handcuffs, Oral (Both giving and receiving), Cunnilingus, Face funking, Dacryphilia, Squirting, Edging, Orgasm Denial, MDNI

Word Count: 2.7K

A/n: Aww tysm Bean! T^T I had this thing on my mind with Kolya so I wrote it for you👀 Hope you like it! :D

"I got Three! No fair!"

Nikolai smiled as he snatched the dice from your hand, pleased at your unluckiness. He pressed it in his fist, muttering something to himself before winking at you.

"Stay still Dove, My turn now"

His words only made you press your eyelids on each other hard, holding your breath in your lungs as the dice rolled on your bare stomach. This was his intelligent idea of a interesting game, and he got the perfect chance to suggest it when you told him how bored you were these days. You were always in for a quirky exciting challenge, and this was a good example of that, right?

So he had you stripped out of your clothes, lying down on your bed wearing nothing but your panties, with him sitting next to you, properly dressed. You took turns to roll the dice and who ever got more than Three was able to do whatever they desired with the other player, which was why you were in this position. Every time you rolled the dice, you always got less than three or worse, three itself; and he always got more than that. Of course the bastard had something to do with this; but you couldn't really protest because he knew his job well and left no evidence.

So for now, you could only compromise with how the cold object was roving around on your stomach, and try not to get all worked up when the clown "Accidentally" trailed his fingers on your body when he reached out for the dice.

His eyes were fixated on the dice, and his grin extended when he caught a glimpse of the number written on it. This had only one meaning;

You were fucked.

"Ah! Look Dove! It's six again!"

Of course it was, again.

"Good for you" You only rolled your eyes in response, avoiding his mischievous stare as you tilted your head to the other side. You looked cute like this, all exposed in front of him, ready to be served. He couldn't hold himself back from messing with you; because as much as he loved to see your pretty smile, you looked hotter when you were frowning, motivating him to go further.

"Don't be like that Dove! You'll win too! Eventually!" Feeling his cold fingers on your nipples, you shivered and looked back at him, to meet with his ardent gaze.

"Besides… I'm not the only one who's enjoying this, hm? Don't tell me you wanna pretend you're not having fun? I bet you're all wet for me already"

"…Actually, wanna find out?"

Before you could even say anything, he went down to your thighs, grabbing the lacy fabric. His face brightened when he saw a string of your juice attached to your panties, tracing forward as he pulled them down further.

"Look! I was right~"

Blood rushed to your cheeks when he looked up at you, and caught a few tinges of lust floating in your eyes. You already knew he was about to do something, it wasn't that hard to tell because of that playful smirk of his;

What you didn't know was how long you were able to last putting up with his filthy tricks.

"Now, what to do? What to do to you~?"

His eyes went down on your soaked cunt, and it was a matter of time before you felt his fingers trailing on your pussy lips.

"K-Kolya!" "Quiet baby girl. You remember the rules don't you? Who ever wins can do whatever he desires to the other one, and as you can see, I won~" He teased as he poked your clit repeatedly, smirking at the tiny shivers he earned from you by his movements. "Don't mind me Dove, I'm just trying to play with my reward a little bit"

Well, what could you do to him? You knew he would always get his way, no matter what.

Nikolai adjusted his lips over your clit, barely touching it; but enough for you to feel his warm breath tickling your sensitive bud. Your breath hitched at how close yet distant he was, and a small whine left your mouth when he pinned your thighs down, failing your attempt to buck them up.

"Needy now are we~? I thought you wanted me to stop?"

"I- I never said that…"

He simply giggled at your confession, pulling himself closer to stare at your throbbing cunt. You used to feel shy when he observed you like this, but after a few wild nights, you were quite used to it. Quite, not fully.

Buried in your thoughts, you suddenly chocked on your breath when you felt his mouth inhaling your clit.

"H-ha!"

Don't stop. Never stop.

Your clit was fully in his mouth, gently sucking on the soft meat as his tongue started going up and down on its surface. This time, he didn't stop you from bucking your hips up. Instead, he dragged them closer, eyes closed as he made out with your juicy pussy. You threw your head back, both hands reaching for his fluffy hair to press them harder against your crotch, but you gasped when you felt a cold metal trapping your wrists.

"Wha-…"

Looking down to see what occurred, your eyes widened when you saw Nikolai's hand disappearing in his cloak, and that bloody familiar smirk.

Nasty bitch.

"Untie me" "Not a chance princess. Just sit back and enjoy the show"

Now that you were in handcuffs, he got to do whatever he wished with you. How exciting was that now?

He ignored the rest of your complains and got down to "His business". He didn't need to do much to shut you up, just the feeling of his long digit on your hole was enough. To hear more of your pretty whimpers, Nikolai multitasked as he inserted three fingers inside you while moving his tongue in a rippling way on your pretty pussy. His mouth was so warm, so moist, so talented at eating you out. You found yourself lost in euphoria, desperately shaking to shove your cunt into his mouth even more, as if it wasn't deep inside already. He moaned with pleasure, licking his lips before blowing on your clit.

"A- Ah! Kolya!" "Sorry Dove, Got a bit carried away~ It's just that, you taste so good that I can't help but to wonder how unfair this is"

There was no teasing after that. Just him and his greedy mouth, starved for your wet pussy, eating you out like it was the last time he was ever tasting you. Your mind was blank, your vision was blurry, only waiting for your final hit to release; and you were getting closer every time his tongue flicked the tip of your rosy clit as his finger thrusted into you, tapping that sensitive spot inside.

So close, Even closer, Just a little more, And finally…

"Alrighty! Your turn to roll the dice again!"

When he beamed as he suddenly got up to hold the dice, leaving your orgasm undone, you broke down. Your vision got even more obscure, resulting of how your tears where clouding your eyes; And of course he noticed it, it was what he was waiting to see, after all.

"Me oh my~ You crying Dove? Is that how desperate you are for my touch?"

You only sobbed in response, trying to wipe your tears with your chained hands, avoiding his gaze as you started crying, too shattered to care about how pathetic you looked right now. The only thing you felt was pain, from your burning eyes and your aching cunt.

Of course that awakened his sympathy.

"Awww~ Don't be like this Dove! I'm just trying to keep up with the game! You're the one who said you wanted to do something fun, remember?"

No reply. Only endless weeps.

"Fine, if this is what you want" He shook his head with fake pity, hands reaching for his belt to unbuckle it, attracting your attention by making unnecessary sounds. "But if you want me to make you come, you gotta be a good girl and let me fuck your mouth. You in for it?"

Well, as long as you get to come in the end.

A satisfied smile spread across his face when he saw your small nod of acceptance. He then took off his clothes, making your mouth water from the sight of his fine built up body, and of course his erected dick.

"Like what you see~? You're staring a little too much, needy slut"

Another nod, only with more frustration.

"Well then, Open up"

He stood behind your head, caressing your lips before gently pulling your jaw up so his cock was in front of your mouth. He then slowly pushed his length inside, delighted by how he was able to see his dick entering your throat from your exposed neck. You gagged from his enormous size, only for him to shove his cock down your throat forward.

"I don't wanna feel any teeth, so be careful with your dirty mouth, whore"

And the fucking started. Nikolai was brutal, with how fast he was thrusting into your mouth, leaving you breathless. You gulped every time the tip of his girth hit the back of your throat, and it only made him more voracious. Your lips looked so pretty, swollen, covered with your spit and his precum; he just couldn't get enough of how breath taking you looked no matter what position you were in. He rushed his dick in your mouth harshly, grinning at how you closed your eyes and cried out for breath, but was met with his massive dick in return.

"Mh- Mhm- Am- "

Feeling his release getting close, his cock left your mouth with a small "Gulp", Giving you some space for air. He chuckled at how wretched you looked as you didn't even have control over your own hands, only inhaling air to prevent yourself from fainting.

"Was I too rough Dove? I'm sorry"

Like hell you would believe he was.

"Come baby, let me make it up to you. Come sit on my dick and I'll fuck that little cunt of yours"

You took a deep breath, standing up using the leftover strength in your body and went to sit on his lap. You nearly fell on the ground on the way but luckily, he was there to seize you with his muscular arms, pulling you to his side.

"My Dove, you're so delicate…" He planted a small kiss on your neck as he wrapped his arms around your trembling body, nuzzling his head against the crook of your neck. Your back was now facing him, all fitted in his embrace. He unpinned the handcuffs with one hand, throwing it to the other side of the room while pressing you in his arms harder.

"So sensitive, so tiny, so precious for me sweetheart. I love you so much Dove, so much that it sometimes gets out of hand"

So much that I want to ruin you, leaving no traces behind.

"Look at you love, shivering in my arms like a homeless little puppy. C'mon baby. Let me give you one orgasm and then we'll go to bed ok? Lift your legs a bit… Yes! Just like that"

His hands went under your thighs to raise you up a bit, as you were too tired to move by yourself. Your juices made it easy for his cock to slip inside your core, yet it was too deep for you to prevent yourself from moaning when it hit your cervix, and he hadn't started moving yet.

He wore a smug smile, tightening his grip on your thighs before moving you up and down on his length with the tiniest effort. You could only whine. At how unfairly strong he was? Or how unbelievably huge he was? Or how he had control over you like you were his personal puppet? You didn't know; but one thing was for sure,

You were his little toy, he treated you the way he wanted to, and you still loved him, despite all of that. Honestly; who was the more toxic one? Him or you? Was he really unable to see how dark your eyes gotten when he was talking to some woman other than you? Or how you pressed yourself against him when you were out in public? He though he was more possessive than you?

No, that's just how men are; They like to think they're the one with authority;

Little did he know you had him wrapped around your finger, capturing him in your love while letting him believe he was free. He was never going to be free, not ever from you, and not ever from his obsession with you. Even if he got rid of you at some point, he was still trapped in the pain of your loss, of how much he craved you, how much he missed you.

With the thought of that, your hands fell back to his cheek, pressing him against your naked sweaty skin as you moaned his name. Your voice got louder when his teeth sank in your neck, satisfied with how he was unable to witness your devilish smile.

"Kolya I'm so close… A-ah…" "Come for me baby. Show me how much you love this cock"

His pace suddenly got faster, making you gasp at how deep he was hitting you. Your G-spot was constantly struck with his fat cock, making you mewl louder than before. Nikolai knew you were close from how your legs were wobbly in his hands, so he made his final move to drive you insane.

His right hand came to your clit from below, and started rubbing it furiously.

"K-K-Kolya! I'm- Ah- "

"What is it Dove? Perhaps you're too fed up with me already? Do you want me to stop? Do you need to use your safeword, Darling?"

No. You never wanted him to stop. Not ever.

His dick thrusted savagely in your cunt, and every time it went inside, your eyes rolled back at the sudden arrival of pleasure. His hand was not falling behind either, rubbing you like his life depended on it.

You could feel your body firing up, you were so close, screaming his name with every shove of his girth.

"Kolya!"

Flames started filling you up, rapidly moving up through your body.

"K-Kolya!"

Your lungs burned, your legs shivered, you screamed his name, begging him to keep going.

"Kolya! Oh my g-god!"

A massive pile of pleasure filled your body up to your mouth, you suddenly felt thirst blooming in your throat, and then, the fire was shot out of your body, dispresively.

"Kolyaaaaa- A-A-A-hhhh -A -Ah Ah-"

You threw your head back on his shoulder, cried as your arousal made a mess out of the bed, the carpet, his lap, him. The sound of your wet bodies slamming onto each other was suddenly replaced with the mixture of your scream, his hysterical laughter, and the sound of your cum splashing out. His hand didn't stop moving, his dick didn't stop thrusting, and your moans didn't stop coming out of your mouth either. He waited until you were out of energy, and slowly placed you on the bed, smirking at how sore your body was.

"You're done already and I haven't even reached my climax? How cruel"

He knew you weren't even able to spell your own name, let alone be in for another round, so he simply started stroking himself, moaning as he felt his orgasm drawing closer.

"Open your mouth for me baby~"

You did as you were told; And suddenly, his seed scattered on your tongue, some even dripped down your throat already, saving you from the bother to swallow.

"Now, swallow. all of it"

You nodded as you gulped his cream down without breaking eye contact, attempting to look seductive with the last of your strength. Nikolai sighed, lying next to you as his arms caged you in his embrace. He placed a gentle kiss on your temple, smiling as you leaned against his chest to press yourself to him harder.

"Tired my Dove?" "Hm Kolya, very tired" "Relax then. Take a little nap to recover a bit baby. We might have another round if you're feeling better when you wake up, hm? What do you say?"

Well, you had all night, so…

Bruh this turned out so dark in the middle what the fuck? The reader was supposed to be submissive IDK what happened to me in the middle of writing this lmao I'm so sorry anyway GOODBYE-

Thinking about Nikolai's body...

Fandom: Bungou Stray Dogs

Pairing: Nikolai X Fem!Reader

Genre: Fluff, Thirst...?

Format: Headcanons

Warnings: Suggestive content, NSFW mentions

Word Count: 0.9K

A/n: That smut I wrote got me thinking about this lmao. This man has such a fine body-

§The smirk on Nikolai's face is extensive when he catches you checking him out while you're both at the DoA meeting. It doesn't even count as checking out anymore. At this point, it's more like staring at him, having wild fantasies as your mouth waters at the sight of his fit body.

§ He knows you're always there, your eyes desperately following him around as he wanders in front of you on purpose. He loves how you easily get distracted by him, how you're eyes always find their way back to his clothed chest or even better, his thighs. He knows you're thinking about him as you're touching yourself at night, imagining the finger thrusting inside your wet cunt is his; but he also knows that its not enough, since your fingers could never be as long and slender as his.

§ It wouldn't take him long to drop a message, asking you to help him out with something in his room. It's 3 in the morning, it's not really appropriate to disturb people in the middle of the night; but Nikolai is tired. Tired of lying around for you, waiting to receive a hint. Besides, he knew you were awake, thinking about him while turning and tossing in your bed, with your panties probably wet from your filthy thoughts.

§ Nikolai has a lack of patience, so he's both delighted and smug when he hears a small knock on his door. He takes a look at his phone, realizing it hasn't even been five minutes since he hit the send button, and here you were, running to him as you got the slightest call. He opens the door and smiles as you accept his invitation by stepping in his room. He doesn't need to turn on the lights to know that your cheeks are burning red.

§ An enthusiastic offer leaves his mouth when you ask him what he needed to talk about. Your body freezes with shock and surprise, from how he knew about your not so little obsession with him, and how he looked pleased by it, rather than being slightly annoyed

"Let's make a deal Dove! Be mine and I'll fulfil every wish you have in that little head of yours!"

Well, how could you say no? When all you were doing these days was daydreaming about being his?

§ Nikolai smirks when you reach to touch his abs. He can see the way your eyes twitch with excitement when your fingers land on the warm skin, feeling every curve and arc under your fingertips. It tickles him how your hand is shaking as you press them against his chest, face brightened by how it doesn't sink into the skin. It feels hard, it feels safe, almost like home.

"P-protect me" "Say less, My Dove"

§ Having somebody clinging onto him in bed isn't really rare to him. He's experienced enough to know what women like, but it's different with you. You're not any random woman, you're his property. What interests him is how much you want to be his. It's like you don't want the freedom he's fighting for; the only thing you want is for him to imprison you in his embrace, and never let go.

§ You're so cute, suddenly wrapping your arms around him from behind when he's not paying attention. He pretends to be surprised, but you were never good at sneaking up to people; your little footsteps always gave you away

§ The only aftercare you ever ask him for is cuddling. It just feels so intimate when your bare chests are on each other, his hand slowly running through your hair when you try to sink into his embrace as much as possible. His body is so warm, he's unbelievably strong and well built; he has to expect a few pecks on his chest while you're leaning onto him.

§ He's just as crazy about your body as you are about his. It doesn't matter how it is or if theres bruises or stretch marks; the only thing he cares about is that it belongs to him. He loves it when you shiver at his warm hands roaming around your body, and how you lean a little closer to give him more access.

§ Your favorite place to sit, nap or basically live is his lap. He finds in endearing how you curl up against him as you plunge into his warmth, telling him his thighs are the best seat in the world. You adorable little pervert! How can you be so cute while asking him to get yourself off using his muscular thigh or his abs? You dirty little thing! Well, as long as you agree to be his personal doll...

"Your wish is my command, sweetheart. Strip out of your clothes then, Wanna see that pretty cunt of yours. I bet you're all wet for me already. Awwww! Look at you acting all cute and innocent! What's that blush doing on your face? You can't be shy while thinking about such lewd things at the same time, Dove. Do you want me or not? C'mon then, ride my thigh and let out some pretty noises for me. Don't you dare hold back your voice, or you won't be getting anything out of this body for a month"

Calling them "Daddy"

Fandom: Bungou Stray Dogs

Pairing: Dazai, Chuuya, Nikolai, Akutagawa, Atsushi, Fyodor X Fem!Reader

Genre: Fluff, Humor

Format: Drabble

Warnings: Suggestive content, Pet names (Baby girl, Dove, etc)

Word Count: 1.1K

A/n: Some of these are based on some TikTok vids I've seen before, so credit to them lol

↳Chuuya Nakahara

"Can you help me with the zipper, daddy?"

Chuuya choked on his wine as he started coughing rapidly, with you watching him having a big smile on your face.

"What did you say to me?"

"I said can you help me with the zipper?"

"No no after that" He shook his head and came closer to you, looking at you eagerly "What did you say after that?"

"Oh you mean daddy?" you rolled your eyes playfully, hands reaching for his bowtie to fix it. "What? Aren't you my daddy?"

"I'm your daddy" He grinned and pulled you closer to himself just to lift you up, which you collaborated by wrapping your arms around his neck. "I like that, keep calling me that"

"Ok daddy"

Chuuya was losing it when you planted a kiss on his cheek, as if your coquetry wasn't enough already.

"Yeah keep calling me that and we'll never leave the bedroom again, baby girl"

↳Osamu Dazai

"Welcome back, daddy" You walked toward your boyfriend and his colleague who were sitting on the couch in the living room. He raised his head with a smirk and stared at you smugly.

"Thanks, Bella. Daddy has had a very long day"

"Oi! Are you two for real" Kunikida protested with a sharp tune, only for Dazai to ignore him while stretching his arms out.

"Ugh I'm exhausted! C'mon baby girl, come give daddy a massage"

"I can't believe you guys. So shameless" Kunikida got up and walked away, with your eyes following him until he exited the room.

"Let's go to the bedroom now, shall we Bella?" The brunette beamed as he placed a hand behind your back, guiding you to your shared bedroom.

"Didn't you want a massage, Osamu?"

"You can do better than a massage, baby girl" His hand squeezed your ass from behind. "Also, call me by my name one more time and you'll get a hard punishment. You don't want daddy to be disappointed, do you?"

↳Nikolai Gogol

"This meal is so sour! Don't you think so, daddy?"

Nikolai raised his head from the plate, smirking at how lewd you were to call him that in a public place. He was also turned on of course, so he put his hand under his chin while staring at your face which had a hidden smile on it.

"You think so, Dove?" "Yeah! I can't believe how expensive it is when it tastes so awful! Seriously daddy, these people are trying to scam us. You should teach them a lesson"

"Oh I will do anything for you Dove" He got up from his seat, placing his head next to your ear, sending shivers down your spine every time his lips made contact with your ear. "I will kill them all. No one has the right to upset my Sugar cube"

"Oh daddy~" Placing a kiss on his cheek, you smiled innocently at the tall man beside you. "You would do that for me?" "I would" "Then, I'll have to show my appreciation to you somehow, right?"

"Don't you worry your little head about that" Nikolai caressed your hair while imagining all the things he was about to do to you in the restaurant's bathroom. "I've already figure out the perfect way for you to repay me, baby girl"

↳Ryuunosuke Akutagawa

Akutagawa had literally zero experience when it came to dating before meeting you, so when he heard the word "Daddy" slip from your mouth, he only got confused.

"What?"

"I said what do you want for dinner, daddy?"

His eyebrows twitched and he looked at you with perplexity in his eyes. "Why... Why would you call me that?"

"Well... What do you think?" You winked at him playfully, finding his reaction cute.

"Is it because I remind you of your dad?" "What? No! Ewe!" "Then why else would you call someone daddy other than your biological father?!"

"You know what just forget it" You shook your head with a soft smile and went back on cutting the onions again, thinking you had a lot of things to teach this charming inexperienced adorable man.

↳Atsushi Nakajima

Drops of blood shot out of his mouth the second he heard you calling him "Daddy". His face turned as red as a tomato, blood rushing to his veins from embarrassment.

"Wha- Why- I- stop messing with me y/n!"

"What?" You giggled as you wrapped your arms around his neck, smiling playfully while giving his neck a small lick. "You don't like it when I call you daddy?" "It's not that I don't like it, it's just that..."

"Awww! Is my daddy being shy?" Shortening the gap between the two of you, you got closer to him until there were only a few inches between your lips. He was still embarrassed, but there was a new feeling growing inside him. A new one that made him impatient when you took your time to tease him.

"Don't be like this, daddy. You like it when I call you that, don't you?"

Yeah, as inappropriate as it was, he would be lying if he said he didn't like it.

"C'mon daddy, show me how much you like it when I call you that"

"You're going to be the death of me y/n" is what he says before slamming his lips on yours.

↳Fyodor Dostoevsky

"I'm sorry that I spilled water on you, Fedya" You said with fake embarrassment, standing in front of your husband who was sitting on the couch. He was a tiny bit irritated, but he didn't want to make a fuss about it.

"It's ok. Be careful next time"

"That's it?" You reply curiously "Aren't you gonna punish me for being distracted, daddy?"

Fyodor's eyebrows rose with surprise, but soon a small smirk found his way to his lips. "Oh? So you did that on purpose, didn't you?"

"I don't know what you're talking abou- Woah!"

He suddenly pulled you on his lap, starring into your eyes as his thumb caressed your bottom lip gently. "You're being naughtier than usual, Myshka. Is that how desperate you are for my attention? To the point that you're willing to ruin my clothes? Maybe you do need to be punished"

Well, that night you definitely did got the attention you were yearning for.

Reblogs are appreciated!

TW: NSFW content, nipple play, Suggestive content, Established relationship

Men whose obsession with your boobs gets a bit out of hand.

Whenever he comes back from work, he plants a kiss on your clothed chest saying "Hello boobies" after giving you one on your forehead. He's totally unfamiliar with pillows, and he doesn't plan on getting to know them, because why would he? When he can lean his head on your boobs, wrap his arms around your waist and listen to the calming sound of your heartbeat?

When he's having his way with you, you can't help but to moan at the way his tongue rolls around your sensitive nipples, until you're yearning to feel them against your lips. He knew that your boobs were like drugs, but he never knew they were the most addictive kind.

You flinch whenever his hands find their way to your breasts in public and scold him about it later; but he just can't help it! It's right there! And it's all his! Why wouldn't he appreciate what's his?

He laughs, cries and breathes into your breast. They're his comfort zone and no one dares to blame him.

So, how can you be insecure about them? When he cherishes them like his life?

DAZAI, Chuuya, Ranpo, NIKOLAI, Jouno, NISHINOYA, SUGAWARA, KUROO, LEV, Bokuto, ATSUMU, OIKAWA, GOJO, Itadori, Todo

Public sex Ft. BSD boys

Fandom: Bungou Stray Dogs

Pairings: Dazai, Chuuya, Nikolai, Fyodor X Fem!Reader

Request: "your writing is delicious. could you do having a quick fuck with dazai in the bathroom until he cums all over your face and makes you lick it off? thank you and have a nice day!" ◜By lovely anon!!◞

Genre: Smut

Format: Drabble

Warnings: Semi public sex, Vaginal penetration, Dom!Characters, Sub!Reader, Cum eating, Bondage, Fingering, Creampie, Oral (M receiving), Edging, Squirting, The mating press position, Dacryphilia, etc

Word Count: 1.4K

A/n: I'm not into exhibitionism, but the thrill of getting caught somehow gets me off🚶🏻‍♀️

↳Osamu Dazai

Dazai is a man of patience, it's the key to so many of his schemes after all; but sometimes he loses control over his actions, his desires stronger than his mind, leading the way.

When you two get paired up for a mission to go to a ball together, Dazai thinks of a fun night with you, having expensive drinks and then get a hold of some top secret information afterward, completing the task successfully; but when he sees you in that crimson dress wearing a sapphire necklace that hugs your neck perfectly, exhibiting your collarbones; he loses everything.

You somehow find your way to the hall's bathroom, locking the door behind you as he bends you against the counter to lift you dress up, and boy he's satisfied when he meets the sight of your wine lacy lingerie.

His desperate thrusts in your poor cunt never stops and you don't even care if other people are waiting outside the bathroom or are gossiping about your indecent behavior; fucking yourself stupid on his cock. You don't even bother to keep your voice down, barely listening to your boyfriend who tells you to be quiet because he has no right to say so, since he was the one who started this mess.

His grip around your waist is so tight that you know there's gonna be fingerprints on it tomorrow, and for once in his life Dazai doesn't laze around, putting his hands into better use as he starts rubbing your clit furiously while making a mess out of your pussy.

Feeling his orgasm getting closer, Dazai demands you to get on your knees and strokes his dick harshly, drops of his cum staining your beautiful, teary cheeks. He smirks as you open your mouth and swallow him as much as you get, and wipes your ruined mascara under your eyes, tasting his own arousal on your mouth.

Of course you did manage to get your hands on those top secret information, and although there was a roughly long delay in your mission, it was totally worth it.

↳Chuuya Nakahara

Chuuya prefers to keep his relationship in private, avoiding any kind of gesture that would lead to making you a target as his s/o, but he also treats you like his royalty and almost never turns you down since you're his baby doll; so when you sneak into his office, locking the door behind you as you sit on his lap, all horny and whiney, he wouldn't say no to satisfying your needs.

After double checking the door to make sure that it's locked, Chuuya smirks when he spots your hard nipples and even though he doesn't have to suck on them anymore, that doesn't mean he won't. They're his favorite part of your body, after all.

He does all the work by grabbing your hips, humping you up and down on his length. From the way his eyes darkens you know you should keep your voice down; it's music to his ears but it's for him and him only, no other man is allowed to enjoy the sound of your pretty moans. But it's hard to keep quiet, not when he's so good at multitasking, mouth not leaving your breast, cock not leaving your cunt, hands not leaving your butt. Your grip on his hair drives him crazy, even though he should be the one doing that; but maybe tonight he can be generous and let you off this time, for the sake of it.

Chuuya speeds up his thrust as he feels you shaking and squirming more than before, and bites your bottom lip, groaning as you both come together. His pants are ruined- he could say the same for your lips, which kind of gives away what you were doing in his office for so long, but he doesn't care anymore; not when you look this pretty, with your hair down on your shoulders, body too numb to move even though he's the one who did all the work.

He whispers sweet praises to you and kisses your neck as you drape yourself over him, feeling blessed for the pretty, dirty angel he has in his arms.

↳Nikolai Gogol

Nikolai Gogol, is one huge fucking tease.

You try to walk steadily, while being mentally prepared for the next vibration to come from a press of his fingers. You have no idea how you agreed to have a vibrator inside your cunt while going shopping, but unfortunately for you, Nikolai can be very convincing at times.

"C'mon, Dove! It'll be fun! Don't you wanna experience new stuff with me?!"

No, you do not want to experience this kind of crap with him, but what's the point of regretting it now? The vibrator is inside you and the stupid, fucking remote is in his hands, and he seems to be very fond of pushing the button, to humiliate you in public.

You're literally in the middle of the shopping mall when you feel the toy vibrating inside your walls, and you're suddenly sitting on the floor, covering your face with your hands, earning a few glances from passersby. Nikolai feels a tiny bit of guilt- it's the seventh time this is happening and he has had his fun; so, if you would be willing to be compliant, he might be nice and free you from the pain, fucking you nicely on his cock.

He wishes he can guarantee that the teasing would also be over.

Nikolai drags you inside one of the shops and shoves you in a dressing room, not listening to your "Kolya! Someone might walk in" or "Can't you just teleport us to our home?"; because of course he can, but where's the fun in that?

You're pressed against the mirror, hand on your mouth while having his slender fingers inside you instead of the toy, and boy how unfairly better they were. Nikolai knew how to put his digits into better use, hitting that sweet spot inside you just right. You bite your lips when your cum stains his cock while he forces you to watch yourself as he takes you from behind, fucking you roughly, making the damn dressing room shake.

And when you're finally done, the shopkeepers are looking at you furiously, being obviously irritated by "How long you had occupied the dressing room", but they're mouths are all shot when Nikolai buys all of the clothes for his baby girl.

Nikolai Gogol is one huge fucking tease, but isn't that just lovely about him?

↳Fyodor Dostoevsky

Fyodor is very very protective of you, as one of his belongings, and he isn't very fond of the idea of other people walking on you having sex, glancing at your perfect body; so he has to prepare the situation before getting down to business.

He has you under his desk, lips wrapped around his cock as he sends Sigma off to his way and makes sure Nikolai will be stuck in his mission for now, while you're enjoying the taste of his arousal. He feels you trying a bit harder when he's on the phone, so that maybe you can hear him making an inappropriate sound; but when he looks down at you with a threatening gaze, you know you're down bad.

Files and plans he has spent so much time to pull off are all scattered over the floor and you're on his desk, shaking and crying as his dick explores inside of your gummy walls. Fyodor isn't one to go so many rounds, but he knows how to turn you into a complete mess in little time. He's familiar with your body reactions, knowing where to suck, where to lick, and where to rub. Love bites are covering all over your neck while his right hand squeezes your breast and the other one keeps your knees glued to your shoulders, which is painful but the pleasure is too addictive to let go. He loves it when you cry for his mercy, begging him to let you come, that you can't take it anymore and you've learned your lesson; and after a few spanks, bites and kisses, he comes to conclusion that it's enough, and maybe you deserve to come now.

You scream when he finally shoves his cock inside of you again, a few thrusts of it enough to make you reach you release, your juices spilling everywhere. Sure, Fyodor prefers his desk to be not covered in cum, but how can he object? When he can show off to others how much fun he had with his little Myshka?

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So, I don't know where the hell this came from but I did something.

TW: NSFW content, Friends with benefits, Unstablished relationship, Vaginal penetration

Needy, needy boys.

He's always been taken for a playboy. He comes over in the middle of the night, gets what he wants and then you'll never hear of him...

...until he's in the mood again. Then he comes back with a straight face like nothing happened, everything's fine and he's not treating you like some kind of doll he only plays with whenever he feels like it. And you're stupid, so fucking stupid as your arms are always open, welcoming him into your little corner of solitude.

But after a while, something happens. His smiles are more genuine, his embrace feels warmer than before and most importantly, when you wake up in the morning he's there, already up, staring at your face with a somewhat unknown look.

Then he's gone again. His absence lasts longer than usual. You don't know if you should text him. Would you come off as clingy? This is probably a bad idea. If he wanted to hear from you he would have at least given you a ring. Are you done? Is he abandoning you for someone else? Someone prettier, with bigger eyes and a smaller waist... Doubts and insecurities fill your head, days turn Into months, hope gets lost in your sleepless nights until that night, that one night that makes you feel everything and nothing at the same time.

After receiving that one text "I'm outside", you run to the door to see if you aren't dreaming and this isn't just a figment of your imagination, and there he is, standing in front of you, looking all different. Good different or bad? You can't really tell, and you know what? You don't feel like putting much thought to it either.

He slams his lips onto yours, your clothes are taken, torn apart laying on the floor, you somehow find your way into the shower, the cold water makes you gasp and cling onto him even more. You're soaked under the water but you don't feel clean, body tainted with lust and desire.

Things are happening fast but it's not the same anymore. There's no mind games this time cause he's so needy and been dying out of starvation. Instead of his teeth sinking in your skin it's his kisses, penetrating your flesh, your blood, your soul. He's kissing your soul and you're holding him with a deathly grip, never having enough. Nobody talks. It's just meaningless sinful sounds and kisses, kisses, kisses. He's so needily passionate and it's beautiful; making you feel whole, significant. His lips trap your bottom one and suck it in. He's breathing loudly, you've been kissing for quite a while now but every time you try to part he doesn't let you. It's like he wants to die, drown in your kisses, or perhaps he finds them more addicting than oxygen.

It won't be long till you feel your release approaching and he feels it just as precisely as you, you've literally become one now and he knows your body like the back of his hand. He puts his skills into use and thrusts rapidly, taking his frustration out on your cunt and you're fine with it. He's been deeper than this before but it's never felt this intimate. All his actions are rushed and you know he's not going somewhere; he's just suddenly so needy and you adore it already.

You're shaking, he's shaking and with another thrust, you're gone. Your body is still caged in his strong arms, but your soul has fallen into the land of euphoria. Everything feels numb, the water that's now marking your skin red, the pain in your back, your chest, your heart. It's just him, him and you're in love, glad that he's in love too. You scream as he keeps thrusting through your orgasm and he moans in your mouth, loudly. It's needy, so needy, but so stunning that you can't complain.

When you come down from your high, he finally parts away. You're both panting and desperate for air but there's something miraculously. You look at each other and he's eyes are talking, it's proof that he wants, you needs you, can't get by without you. Looking at this messed up man under the cruel whips of hot water, you find yourself in love. Ah what a beautiful feeling it is, to be able to love and to feel loved. He's with you now, you won't be waiting for him anymore, he'll always be here, that's what you're thinking.

But the next morning he's gone, and this time for good; because you made him feel something,

That he doesn't deserve you.

DAZAI, Ranpo, NIKOLAI, OIKAWA, IWAIZUMI, Kuroo, SUNA, Osamu, Shinazugawa, UZUI, GOJO, Fushiguro, Geto, EREN, MELLO, Vanitas

What if I...

—You make a tempting, unexpected offer; how are they going to react?

Fandom: Bungou Stray Dogs

Pairings: Dazai, Chuuya, Nikolai, Fyodor, Sigma, Jouno X Fem!Reader

Warnings: Suggestive content, mentions of giving blowjobs (whether it'll happen or not is up to you lol), unstablished relationship (you're just friends, but are you..?), rushed writing

Genre: Humor

Format: Drabble

Word Count: 1.6K

↳Osamu Dazai"

Listen y/n..." Dazai cooes at you. "I'm a little bit busy with... uh, work; so I don't think I'll be able to accompany you on this mission"

Shaking your head to the side with frustration, you bend a little on the desk, gazing into his Hazel eyes to show your desperation "Oh c'mon Dazai! You're not seriously gonna make me go to this tiresome mission by myself?! They're all politicians! It's gonna be boring as hell!"

The pile of paperwork on his desk are making you question your eyesight, but you know Dazai better than that. He probably saw it coming so he placed them there on purpose to prove his point.

...Not that it could exactly be called a "point".

"Listen..." Your voice is so low that only Dazai can hear it. "There must be some way for me to change your mind"

His expression doesn't change one bit, still looking through the documents for nothing, pretending to be occupied. "Sorry to burst your bubbles, but I really can't—"

"What if I suck your dick?"

Eyes shooting you a shocked gaze and hands staying still, it seems like he's completely lost interest in the paperwork. He's looking through your soul and the moment his lips start moving, you know you've won the battle.

"For... for real?" "Yes, for real"

The surprised face is all gone and instead, there's a totally new face now; a smug face of a man who's gonna team up with you for the mission and get a little prize in the end.

"So when do we leave?"

↳Chuuya Nakahara

"Listen Chuuya, with great looks comes great responsibility. There's a reason why you're this hot!"

The red-haired man looked away as an attempt to hide his flustered face, his voice still gravely. "Stop it y/n. I'm not gonna be your model for the photoshoot"

"Why not? You're the perfect choice!" "The answer's no! Get over it"

"Hmph! You're no fun" You crossed your arms and pouted as you leaned to the chair. You couldn't make heads or tails of it. Why was he so against being your model? You were just gonna take a few photos of him wearing casual clothes and maybe some light makeup. It was for your photography class and you were supposed to take a pic of somebody under the rays of sunset. With Chuuya's red hair and blue eyes, it would be a breath taking pic. He just looked so pretty under the sun.

As Chuuya took the bottle to sip from it, you found yourself desperate enough to give it one last shot.

"What if I suck your dick as a payment?"

And then the explosion happened. Chuuya's hand snapped, the bottle fell on the floor and drops of wine literally squirted out of his mouth. He was coughing so strongly that you rushed over and started hitting him in the back like he was some kind of ketchup bottle. His face was crimson red, but whether it was from choking or embarrassment, you couldn't really tell.

When he finally came down and caught his breath, he placed his hand on his chest and looked at you with eyes the same size as a baseball, meanwhile you looked at him miserably with the word "sorry" written all over your face.

"So... is that a yes?" "NO!"

Well, at least you nearly killed him.

↳Jouno Saigiku

"Ok I don't know why you're refusing. I'm just giving you the opportunity to make up for your mean attitude by doing something nice! You know, to go to heaven, like me and other nice people, Teccho for example"

Jouno was still expressionless. He merely sipped his cup of coffee and placed his hat on the table. "I appreciate the offer, but after a lifetime we definitely need a break from each other"

"Ugh you jerk! C'mon it's a piece of cake for you! You've arrested plenty of people before! You're smart, you're strong and I came to you for help which shows that I'm really desperate!"

Your relationship with Jouno was... questionable. He teased you, had a tendency to piss you off all the time, but somehow you were friends. The weirdest type of friendship that had ever existed, probably.

"I can see that. See I do wanna help you out, but I just love seeing the new you"

Shaking your head to the side, you leaned back to the couch. A hard case was given to you and you really didn't want to blow it up, but you needed help, and everyone else were busy. Except for your horrible friend here.

"Jouno, Jouno, Please..." You took his left, gloved hand. "I need you! I'll do anything in return! I'll team up with you and insult Teccho for a whole year! I'll write every one of your reports! I'll even suck your d—"

Jouno didn't hear your voice anymore. In fact, the only thing heard in the room was pure silence, and of course your heartbeat.

You were shocked.

He got his hand out of your grasp, placing it next to your head. His other hand found its way to your lips, softly caressing them. Meanwhile you didn't say a word, just stared at his handsome face and swallowed your saliva.

"Hypothetically, if I help you out, how far would you go to make it up to me?"

Forget about your friendship. You weren't that close anyway.

↳Fyodor Dostoevsky

"I'm going to go to my parents' with my boyfriend tonight"

"I thought you didn't have a boyfriend, dear" Fyodor tilted his head to the side to gaze at you.

"I don't! That's where you come in!"

Nikolai exchanged a look between your nervous expression and Fyodor's smile, and pouted. "Hey! Why didn't you ask me instead?"

"Yeah yeah, if I ever wanted to give them a heart attack you'd be the first person I'll go to" You sighed and looked back at Fyodor. "So? Would you please help me out?"

Fyodor was sitting next to you on a chair. He tucked a strand of hair behind his ear. "Ah... I'm not sure about that. Wouldn't it make our relationship awkward?"

"No! No not at all!" Your voice was rushed and shaky. "You see you're the perfect choice for this"

"Hmph!"

"Shut up Nikolai. I mean, you're tall, you know how to talk to people— in a satisfying way, ah, you know what I mean, you're handsome, you have very pretty hair, you have the most beautiful violet eyes I can stare at until forever..."

His brattish smirk made you shut up and give a few embarrassed coughs. Your flushed cheeks weren't exactly helping you out at the moment.

"Eh... So you're the best in many ways... Now, would you please help me out?"

Fyodor gave Nikolai-who was also smirking- a meaningful look, and his smirk got broader. "I will think about it"

"What's there to think about? You get to have a free dinner and also have a great time! My dad has the same taste in books as you! I'll even suck your dick at the end!"

You suddenly shut up and stared at the two men with eyes the same size as a racket ball. Now there was also two pare of knitted eyebrows along with the smirks. Nikolai's winking and muttering "Yeah baby" didn't help you loosen up at all.

Fyodor leaned closer until the phrase "personal space" lost its meaning, staring at you. His pretty eyes were sparkling, making it harder to steal your gaze from them. His voice was as gentle as the sea breeze, the perfect melody to caress your ears.

"So... I'll get to date the most beautiful girl in the world, spend a whole night with her and then get something afterwards?"

You were so drowned in your thoughts that you couldn't utter a single word. This moment was magical, making you wonder if he were going to seal your lips with his, totally forgetting about Nikolai's presence.

...Until he started talking.

"Do you guys want me to leave the room? Cause there's no way I'm doing that"

↳Nikolai Gogol

"...Which is why clowns are so fragile and have strong emotions!"

You shook your head with disappointment. "Yeah yeah, get it. But that doesn't answer my question"

"What was your question anyway?"

Ugh.

"Would you please babysit my cousins with me?"

"Hahaha! I remember now!" His face brightened with joy. "Well, no"

You leaned closer to him miserably. "Oh c'mon Kolya!"

"Sorry dove, I just don't get along with children. Not a fan"

"But they're triplets Kolya! I can't handle them on my own!" At this point you were literally begging. "Pretty please?"

"Triplets? Ha! Another reason for me to say no"

Well, that was it. You were going to be alone with your naughty cousins for four hours and then hand a burned house and probably only one of the boys back to your aunt because you lost the other two.

"Unless..."

Ah! There's still some hope left.

"You offer me something in return?"

Nikolai's face was dangerously close to yours. His smile was bright, but his intention didn't seem to be. Although that didn't scare you. It only made your body numb with excitement and through your clouded mind, you somehow put two and two together and blurted something out.

"Eh... What if.. What if I suck your di— Woah Nikolai what are you doing?"

A chuckle left his mouth as if something simple had happened, but this wasn't simple. He had just lifted you up and was carrying you bridal style to your bedroom.

"You took the hint all by yourself. How about that, my naughty dove?"

"K— Kolya! Where are you taking me?"

Your red cheeks only made his smile broader. "We're gonna get your clothes changed, go to your aunt's aweful house, babysit your horrible cousins, and then get ready for a night of fun"

↳Sigma

"So... How's the best manager in the world?"

Sigma's stare was still pointed at the documents. "I'm not planning a birthday party for your friend y/n"

"What are you talking about?" You smiled cunningly, lightly caressing his arm from the other side of the desk. "Can't I just compliment my incredible friend? Who happens to be an expert in planning and managing stuff?"

When you two first met, he used to get flustered by your flattering comments, but now Sigma's eyebrows only jumped in surprise. "You... can, but it won't change my mind"

"Pretty please?" Dropping the act, you got up from your seat and stood next to him, putting both of your hands on his shoulders. "I really need your help. I don't have a clue about this and you're the only one I know"

"I'm sorry y/n, but I'm caught up with work. You know that the casino is very busy this time of year, there's nothing I can do"

You sighed and sat on the chair again, desperately thinking about a way to convince him. What would make men do women a favor...

"What if I suck you dick?"

Sigma was still staring at the documents, which made you wonder if he had heard you, but his eyes were not the same. They were widened. He slowly lifted his head and looked at you like he was about to chop off his hand and stick it down his ass, and that made you finally realize it.

"Oh I forgot that you're three years old! I mean you haven't even hit puberty yet. Oops. My bad"

Yeah, Sigma needed new friends.

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˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ pairing: asylum patient!nikolai x asylum attendant!fem!reader

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ genre: smut w/ plot + dark content; 18+ only pls!

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ content warnings: smut/nsfw, kidnapping, mentions of abuse + death, manipulation, violence, unhealthy relationships, infidelity (revenge hehe), slightly yandere!nikolai, dubious consent, husband yapping, i'm proofreading this tmrw🤓

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ summary: you've been kidnapped by your patient and taken to meet "dos" and another member of the doa. you notice someone familiar and are forced to make a quick decision. will you free yourself or stay in another man's cage? ˚₊‧꒰ა read pt 1 & pt 2 ໒꒱ ‧₊˚

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Your head was pounding and your eyelids felt heavy, along with the intense soreness coursing through your body, especially on the left side of your waist. Trying to open your eyes through the blinding light, you could barely make out two figures in front of you--they looked like they were talking, so you tried to listen to the warped voices as much as you could with the remaining consciousness you could muster.

"Nikolai, I've meaning to ask you..." A deep, disinterested voice inquired. "What are you planning to do with that?"

"That? Don't be rude, Dos! This is Dove, I wrote to you about her in our letters, remember?" You could make out Nikolai's whines.

"Yes, but what use does she have for the Decay of Angels? If she's just another plaything, then she doesn't belong at the base. Besides, that woman is just another liability."

Nikolai sighed annoyedly, "She's my lover. I intend to keep her with me. I'm sure we can a way for her to contribute later," he smirked, "I guess you wouldn't understand though...When's the last time you felt the touch of a woman, anyways?

You heard Dos scoff loudly at Nikolai's remark, "Fine, do what you like with her. Also, Sigma and I have finished getting information out of the target, so he's ready for disposal in the basement. He was a real pain to deal with."

Nikolai giggled at that, joking more with Dos. The exhaustion was taking over you again, though, so you couldn't keep yourself awake to glean anymore information from their conversation.

You heard the two men's voices fade out into the background as sleep overtook you once again.

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When you finally woke up, it was dim. You winced as you got up and took in your surroundings: the silk sheets you were under, a large bed, a spacious gothic-style room, cream curtains covering tall windows, and cuddled next to you...Nikolai?

You flinched lightly when you looked down to see his eyes staring directly into yours. He got up slowly and pulled you into his strong arms, moving the stray hairs--which had been mysteriously braided--out of your face and kissing your forehead lovingly. "How are you feeling, myla? Did some of the pain go away?"

You blushed as you felt his warm chest against you. He was shirtless, and all of the passionate hickeys you'd given him were exposed. Nikolai smirked cheekily when you stared at them for too long and watched your blush deepen when you realized you were wearing his white button up with nothing underneath. You looked so cute in the oversized shirt, so his.

Confusion coming back to you, you pulled away a bit, "Wait, Nikolai, where are we?" You frowned, last remembering being in the bath house, "The asylum...what happened?"

A sigh left his lips as he placed your head on his shoulder, "Well, after we had sex in the tub--by the way, you're pretty good at riding--" heat rose in your cheeks from his dirty comment, "back up was on their way and I didn't have enough time to explain things, so I needed to subdue you quickly for us to escape. That was why I had to use the tranquilizer on you. Sorry, you must've been shocked..." Nikolai stroked your hair softly, but you pulled back in bewilderment, staring into his softened eyes.

"Wait, why couldn't you just tell me that before? And how did you escape so fast? Where is this pl--" Nikolai cut you off suddenly, dramatically pressing a finger to your lips, "This is the Decay of Angel's temporary base...we're pretty far from the asylum and ran away like you wanted. I couldn't tell you anything because we needed to know if we could trust you." You tried to object at that, but your ex-patient only pushed his finger further to silence you. "And how we got here? Hmmm..." he paused to giggle manically, "Well, dove, that's a secret I can't tell yet...I'm a jester after all. I have tricks up my sleeve that I can't reveal to the audience--even to pretty girls like you~" You groaned as he replaced his finger with his lips and peppered kisses all over your flustered face.

He clearly wasn't telling you everything, but you didn't have any choice but to believe him. After all, you were still in one piece and out of the asylum, and he'd at least taken you to a nice place with silk sheets and roses. Nikolai wouldn't lie to you or harm you without a good reason, would he?

You pouted, "Fine, I believe you..." Nikolai grinned proudly and rolled off the bed. He stretched and threw you your black biker shorts and underwear that he'd pulled seemingly out of nowhere along with a loose white shirt that matched his uniform linen pants.

"Come on, pryntsesa, there's someone I want you to see."

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You shakily stepped forward as Nikolai led you deeper into what seemed to be a basement. The walls were covered in pale bricks and dimly lit lanterns--keeping up with the medieval theme of the overall base. In the barely illuminated darkness, you could make out what looked like a jail cell. You kept trying to peer at Nikolai to ask him where exactly you were going and who he was taking you to see, but he only stared ahead with the same proud smirk on his face.

Maybe he was taking you to meet Sigma? Or the other members of the Decay of Angels? You shivered thinking about the fact you really were in their base; Nikolai's files had detailed the notorious group and the various atrocities they'd committed. Now that you were with them, you wondered if that made you a hostage or co-conspirator. You briefly recalled Dos mentioning "the target" in the basement. Was that who you were going to see?

You were snapped out of your thoughts when you bumped into Nikolai's back, his soft braid tickling your nose. You muttered out a quiet apology as he flipped on a switch to brightly light up the jail cell you were in front of. He turned slightly to face you and smiled gently at you as he brought you in front of him, putting his hands on your shoulders and making you blush. Some sudden cries grabbed your attention to what was in front of you, causing you to instinctively recoil at the familiar face staring back at you.

The boss of the asylum--your husband.

"Dear, is that you?" His raspy voice called out. Getting a full look at him, he looked worse than ever--sweaty disheveled hair clinging to his forehead; uniform tattered and stained with dirt, sweat, and what appeared to be ash; and a desperate, blown out expression on his face. You couldn't believe your eyes--Why was he here?

"T-that man kidnapped you, didn't he?" He got up from the floor and stepped closer forward in response to your silence, "L-look, I don't know w-what those terrorists told you, but that f-freak--" your husband shrieked, pointing at Nikolai but quickly bringing his finger down in fear, "--burned down the entire asylum and dragged us here. The new girls, the guards, they all got burned or severely injured." Your eyes widened as he started crying and wailing miserably, "A-and Lacey...sh-she's dead...what a brutal way to die...Oh God...Lacey--" The boss clutched his face as tears streamed down his face, mixing with the ash and further sullying his appearance.

Disgust and shock hit you, partly from the mess in front of you that was still reminiscing about the home wrecker he'd cheated on you with and partly because of the events you'd just learned--assuming your husband wasn't lying, Nikolai committing arson and presumably killing Lacey were details that he kept from you. You turned to face the jester, but he only kept his smile from earlier--eyes now devoid of warmth and stoically cold, gazing back into your dilated pupils before turning your head around back to the cell. You shuddered lightly: that was him confirming it was true.

Your husband's eyes twitched at your lack of reaction. He abruptly lunged towards the jail cell, clinging onto the cell bars and struggling against them to try to reach out to you. You screamed as his arm extended in your direction, and Nikolai stepped back to wrap his arms protectively around you, pulling you into his chest.

Your husband was banging against the bars, "Please! L-listen to me, darling!" You cringed at the fake nickname. "Forgive me for what I did in the past and save me--I'm sure h-help's coming. After this, I-I'll...buy you a new car and w-we can go on a nice vacation, start a f-family--start over, y'know?" He gave you a distraught smile, and you cringed at his pathetic display of promises. There was absolutely no way you could willingly go back to a man who'd abused and betrayed you.

Snot was now falling down his nose as he tried to fix his hair and steady his voice; he was practically yelling at you now. "Look, I'm sorry for cheating on you. Lacey was just too tempting...but I regret it, a-and now I know that I really love you." You weren't convinced, he was clearly just trying to save face. "S-shit!" He clanged against the bars again, knuckles turning white from how hard he was gripping them, "I'm trying to apologize to you, dear. I love you--I'm wearing my ring for fuck's sake! C-can't you see that that freak's manipulating you?" He tried to make eye contact again with the white-haired man in front of him, but only cowered back in fright after meeting his intimidating gaze.

You could sense Nikolai glaring back as he tightened his grip around you. It made you frown seeing your husband trying to act like he knew everything about your relationship...Nikolai wasn't manipulating you; he loved you in the way your unfaithful husband never could.

"What are you talking about?" You asked sadly, completely shattering whatever pitiful resolve your husband had left. He gasped horribly and fell to his knees, realizing that you were too far gone, too in love with Gogol.

He stopped when he looked up and noticed your bare neck. "Your ring...why isn't your necklace on?" You traced around the empty space, feeling how light it felt now that it was gone. Nikolai smirked in response.

"I--"

"She doesn't need it anymore." Nikolai replied darkly, cutting you off. He laughed a bit, the expression not quite reaching his eyes. He turned to you, startling you a bit. "Actually, you threw it away yourself, didn't you, dove? 'Cause you don't love him anymore." You nodded affirmatively, exasperating your husband even more as he resumed his sobs. Nikolai only curled his lip up coyly at his reaction and brought one of hands down to stroke your inner thigh provocatively as another brought your chin up to kiss you passionately. Heat flowed throughout your body as you blushed deeply. You couldn't tell how much time passed as you felt dizzy after he slipped his tongue in. The anguished cries in the background were drowned out as Nikolai pulled away slowly, making you flustered from the string of saliva left behind.

He licked his lips satisfyingly and gave you a peck before whispering in your ear, "Go on, ptashka, tell him how you feel."

Flush still on your cheeks, you looked directly at your old partner, who was now shaking in agony, "He's right--he's not manipulating me, either. I'm not yours anymore, and I don't want our old life back. I--" Nikolai was still stroking your thigh and was dangerously close to your panties. "I--mmh--I'm in love with Kolya now, and I want to be with him." You missed the pink on Nikolai's face as you saw your husband practically collapse, banging on the ground as he bawled awfully.

"Y-you fucking slut! How could you betray me like this? A-nd your p-parents--w-what would they think about this?" You backed away from the cell, bothered by his yelling. You wished he would shut up already.

Your husband's rambling was stopped suddenly as the sound of a gun cocking reverberated off the brick walls. It was from Nikolai. He placed it in your hands while gazing into your eyes sincerely. "Dove, you've been trapped in this man's cage--stuck on a ride you want to get off, but you keep riding. I want you to decide...If you want to keep playing his game or live your own life."

Your eyes widened at that. This was your chance to change your life and free yourself from the burden of your old life. There was no more chasing rainbows and hoping for an end to them, no more waiting for an inconsiderate man to love you. There was no sure promise of a better life if you saved him and went back to him. Their arches were just illusions, solid at first glance, but when you tried to touch them, there was nothing to hold on to...

Shit, what the hell were you thinking about? Could you really kill someone by yourself so easily?

Brain an absolute conflicting mess, you felt like you had a war in your mind. You couldn't think clearly as your thoughts jumbled together, and the intensity of the cold metal was making you unsteady. Nikolai noticed and wrapped his warm hand around your shaky one, bringing it up to aim at your husband's head.

"Do you want him gone, myla?" He whispered into your ear, placing your finger over the trigger. "All you have to do is shoot, and it'll all be over." His soft whispers drowned out the sound of your husband begging for his life and backing away desperately in the background. Nikolai gave you the same warm smile as before and his usually dull right green eye was sparkling with emotion. In a strange way, it was comforting, reminding you that you weren't alone.

You didn't remember much after that, just feeling the gun go off and Nikolai's hand over yours, followed by a deafening silence. You winced as you felt something wet against the side of your skin and blood splattered across Nikolai's white clothes. You didn't dare look at your own shirt. Your heartbeat was so loud in your ears, and you swore you were about to explode. Nikolai was grinning and laughing maniacally, while you could barely register your own emotions. You slowly turned your head to peer into the cell, but Nikolai put his hand out to block your sight. It was probably for the better, anyways. The stillness already confirmed your husband was dead.

Instead, Nikolai put his hands around your face and crashed his lips onto yours possessively. You closed your eyes as he muttered sweet nothings in between kisses and wrapped your arms around his torso, collapsing as your body slowly gave out and the gun dropped to the floor.

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Nikolai kissed your forehead gently again as he wrapped a warm towel around your shivering body. After leaving the murder scene, you'd taken a shower together. You guessed it was like 'washing away your crimes' and getting clean again. It was strange, despite how lovesick he was over you, he didn't touch you sexually at all while washing your body. You thanked him and mustered up a small smile as you turned away from towards the mirror.

"Are you still shaken up, myla?" From your--no, our--first kill?" You stared into your reflection and looked down, basically giving him your answer. "It's okay, it's human to feel guilt and remorse after a death...even a horrible monster like me still feels that way, too!" He beamed at you, giggling contagiously.

You pouted back at him, feeling a slight burden lifted off of you, "Don't call yourself that--you're my lover now..." You mumbled, blushing slightly. You could love each other openly now.

He smirked and hugged your waist, the fabric of his clean white button up--unbuttoned and exposing his toned six pack--and black slacks pressing against your skin. He'd gotten ready while you were spacing out in front of the fogged-up mirror, but you couldn't help stopping to admire how handsome he was.

"Ahhhh, I almost forgot...I never told you why I fell in love with you in the first place, did I, dove? You looked up at him curiously and he kissed the tip of your nose, "It's because you reminded me of my past self. Unknowingly in a cage, slightly different from the rest--I still remember the pretty little smile you flashed me the day we met and how sweetly you treated me...kinda unprofessional by the way...flirting with a crazy man..." Nikolai slowly trailed his kisses over your jaw and down your neck, making you start to feel warm inside, "I wanted to free you from the control of the outside world...I could tell you already had the willingness to change and just needed a small push." You yelped as Nikolai bit down softly to mark your collarbone and dropped the towel from your body.

You instinctively tried to cover up your body, but Nikolai stopped your arms, placing them on the rim of the sink instead. His hands left your waist to fondle your tit, drawing circles around the hardened bud while his other hand crept down your stomach to slip over your slit. A familiar rose dusted your cheeks as he kissed your neck softly and a moan slipped out from you, "A-ahhh, K-Kolya..." He nudged your jaw up towards the mirror.

The fog had evaporated away, so you could now see your reflection. To see yourself in such a lewd, shameless state, completely naked while Nikolai was basically fully dressed was...you couldn't describe it. He tenderly kissed your skin again before grinning at the mirror and taking his hand off your chest to lift up your face.

"Look how cute you are, dove. You really love my touch, huh~?" He pulled his slick-covered fingers out from your thighs and licked them clean. Watching him do it through the mirror was an enticing sight: it made you want more. Nikolai wasn't oblivious to your slight panting and trembling either. "Watch clearly as I make love to you, pryntsesa." His fingers dipped back into your cunt, parting your folds as his middle finger slipped inside of you while his thumb played with your clit. His other hand resumed massaging your breasts as he licked down his trail of kisses. You couldn't help but mewl at his actions, getting wetter watching the sight in front of you.

It was strange, he was typically rough and forward, but he was unusually soft with you this time. You didn't have time to think about why as he inserted another finger and went at a slightly faster pace, making you start to rock your hips against his hand. You moaned as the sensation coursed through your lower half, fingers gripping the rim of the sink and ass arching into his back, making you blush when you brushed against his clothed bulge.

"Mmmm~Kolya...your fingers...they're--ahh--s'good--"

"Y-yeah? You like 'em, pretty girl?" He heaved into your ear. He wanted to be gentle with you today, but the sight of you in the mirror and the way you were moaning his name so angelically was making him more hot and bothered than he wanted to admit. "C-cum whenever you want, 'kay?" Nikolai pumped his fingers more intensely into you, needy to make you finish as you struggled against his hold, the pressure making you lose balance and lean forward. He sturdied you against his chest again and captured your lips to pull you into a deep kiss, your tongues wrapping around each other.

The coil in your stomach got tighter as his long fingers pressed against your sweet spot, and his pointer and thumb coming together to pinch your sensitive clit finally sent you over the edge. You cried out his name as you came all over his fingers, staining the front of his pants and shaking from the intensity of your orgasm. Nikolai gently kissed away your tears as you came down from your high, hugging your waist and caressing your sides.

You gasped as you heard him unzipping his damp slacks, and you looked in the mirror, your eyes traveling straight down to his hardened member. Nikolai started stroking his length slowly, pale pink tip sticky with pre-cum, as he lowly groaned your name. "S-sorry dove, I--fuck--wanted to play with you more, but I--ah--can't wait any longer..." Heat went straight to your core upon hearing that.

"I-it's fine, p-put it in..." You looked back at him sweetly before parting your folds with your pretty nails, and he grunted after seeing some of your arousal drip down your thighs.

"F-fuck, myla, you're so beautiful~" You hissed at the feeling of Nikolai teasing past your slit before entering you slowly. Even though he'd prepped you more than last time, you still whimpered lightly from the stretch, secretly making him smirk pridefully. He silenced your moans with another gentle kiss as he started thrusting inside of you, lewd sounds bouncing off the walls. Both of his hands went back to your tits to play with them again as he broke away from the kiss, groaning into your neck as he pushed deeper into your pussy. It wasn't enough for him, though.

He lifted your leg up slightly and bent it slightly at an angle before drilling his cock harder into your cunt, your hands pressing close to the mirror as your back arched, so he could go deeper inside you. Nikolai groaned and bit his lip as your walls clenched around his length. He soothed your pleasured cries by kissing down your back, pressing his abs against your hot skin. The foggy reflection of your tits bouncing up and down with his movements and the fucked-out expression on your face made him moan lowly, praising you for taking him so good.

You whined at the tight feeling in your core as your pussy sucked in his cock. The feeling was so good you were moving your hips back and forth to meet his thrusts, ass recoiling perfectly in response. Nikolai was still hyper-focused on leaving hickeys on your skin and squeezing your tender nipples, and his hot breath tickling your neck was driving you crazy. He groaned as you squeezed his length again, pre-cum starting to leave a creamy ring at the base of his cock.

"A-ahh~ I'm close--keep going, p-please--" You begged, desperate to cum and hoping he wouldn't edge you like last time. He smirked, pleased by how needy you were. He nodded, locking you in another messy kiss as his free hand traveled down to your hips. Nikolai pulled away from you slighly, before re-entering you harshly, making you see stars.

You choked on your moans as you whimpered his name, pussy clenching around him even more. He was breathing heavily, and his thrusts were getting slower and messier, signaling that he was close, too. You got up slightly on your elbows and looked back at him affectionately, "I love you, Nikolai."

His eyes widened as he pulled your back against his chiseled stomach and buried his face into the crook of your neck, secretly blushing like crazy. His strong arms came back to wrap around your waist, making you yelp when you felt him all the way inside you. "L-love you, too, dove~" He rasped quietly as he came in your pretty cunt.

The warmth made you moan as you followed with your second orgasm, panting at the euphoric sensation. Only Nikolai could make you feel like this. He pulled out slowly and turned your fragile body around towards him, hugging you intimately and kissing your forehead softly. He tucked your damp hair behind your ear and kissed the spot again, "You did so good, myla." You hugged him back, nuzzling into his chest and blushing when you heard his frantic heartbeat.

"I'm so happy you're mine now..." He whispered quietly, kissing your head again before steadying you against the sink to wet a towel and clean himself off. Nikolai bent down a bit to wipe you down, and you impulsively ruffled his fluffy white hair, making him giggle and plant a small kiss on your inner thigh. You smiled adoringly.

So he has his soft moments, too, huh.

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Your and Nikolai's hands were intertwined as he led you to a grand dining room. Apparently, you were supposed to have dinner and meet two other members of the Decay of Angels. You fidgeted nervously as you approached the grand dining table, which was decorated with gold candelabras and a cream cloth table runner. Despite the warm decorations, the room still had a slight eerie feel.

The two men seated at the end of the dining table looked up at you. Nikolai had given you some fresh clothes, lending you one of his oversized chunky cream sweaters and a silk midi skirt that he'd quickly sewn out of the sheets. From the occasion, you'd learned about his surprising little hobby. On the other hand, he kept on his white button-up--now loosely buttoned--and just changed into a different pair of black and white striped pants.

Nikolai placed his hand on your waist and beamed excitedly, "Sigma, Dos, meet Dove! She's my lover and is going to be staying with us from now on!" He pushed you forward a bit and you nervously bowed.

"N-nice to meet you both. Thanks for accepting me, and I hope we all get along." You cursed yourself mentally for not coming off as confident as you wanted, but you couldn't help but crack slightly under the two men's stares.

Dos, who was sitting at the head of the table merely sneered silently and continued glaring at you as you sat down next to Nikolai. The man sitting across from you offered you a bashful smile instead, "N-nice to meet you, too. I'm Sigma." You smiled back at him, secretly grateful that he was trying to cut the tension.

Nikolai clapped his hands, "Okay, we've gotten introductions out of the way! Let's eat now~" Your eyes drifted to the bowl of pelmeni soup and borodinsky bread in front of you. To be honest, you were starving but concerned since Dos hadn't touched his food at all and was still intently staring you down.

Sigma cleared his throat and spoke up again, "Y-you can eat the food. It isn't poisoned or anything. Ivan made it." Ivan? You didn't know who that was, but you nodded and thanked him quietly, trying a spoonful of the soup. You wished you could just scarf it down, but you decided to eat in a ladylike manner as to leave a good impression.

You weren't quite sure if you'd impressed Dos, though, who had finally introduced himself as Fyodor Dostoyevsky a few minutes later, resting his chin on his linked hands.

"Welcome. We're the Decay of Angels, a terrorist organization that commits murders and causes great fear and suffering--find a way to make yourself useful or you'll be disposed of--" He stared straight into your eyes, "--by me personally." Your heartbeat increased in fear and your hands went slightly clammy upon hearing that.

Nikolai put down his spoon, "Oi! Be a bit more gentle with her, will you?" Fyodor's gaze left you and he turned to Nikolai, "I know this is the first woman you've interacted with face-to-face in years, but you're already threatening her? Seriously? No wonder you're single..."

Fyodor's eyebrow twitched in response as Sigma turned away, obviously trying to stifle a laugh, and he and Nikolai glared daggers at each other. You hid your face in embarrassment as Fyodor scoffed annoyedly and dismissed himself from the table, taking his dinner with him. So much for getting along.

"God, he hates me now...he's probably going to murder me in my sleep..." You looked sadly at Nikolai, but he only grinned snidely.

"Don't worry about it, ptashka, Dos is just like that. Anyways, the mood's lightened up so much now that he's gone, right?" He giggled maniacally--unserious as always. Sigma chimed in as well, trying to cheer you up,

"Y-yeah! To be honest, I haven't spoken to him much, either, and I've been here for a while. He's just the serious, loner type." You weren't convinced fully, which he noticed. "I-I'm the general manager of the sky casino." You looked up and nodded, hearing about it before--a luxurious place for people to gamble away their fortunes and essentially be ungoverned and off-the-grid. "If you're not doing anything tomorrow, why don't you come and visit? I'll give you some money, on the house!" You perked up at that, taking up Sigma on his offer, much to his relief.

"I'll be going, too, just so you know." Nikolai butted in, making Sigma sigh and tell Nikolai he wasn't invited didn't have to come with. The two bickered back and forth, Nikolai being insisted on going to the casino with you two.

You giggled at that, they were just like real friends. Perhaps your stay here wouldn't be too bad--at least now one more person liked you. Sigma and Nikolai stopped arguing after hearing you laugh and looked at each other before smiling softly at you. You yelped as Nikolai jumped at you suddenly to attack your face with kisses, making Sigma cringe.

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You'd finished dinner with Nikolai and Sigma, successfully being cheered up from the previous tension. It wasn't too long-lived though, as Nikolai had asked you to get Fyodor's dirty dishes. You tried to object, but he'd simply just waved his hand at you while he resumed washing the dishes with Sigma.

Knocking on the door to Dos's room, you hesitantly cleared your throat and spoke, "Can I come in? I just need to get your dishes." You heard him shuffle around and click his tongue,

"The door's unlocked. Come in." You gulped before turning the knob and entering. The stone room was cold and barren, with the only 'decoration' being a table holding several different monitors and keyboards. The room was only lit by the screens, which were circling with code and all sorts of information. Fyodor didn't even try to acknowledge your presence or turn around, so you just tried to step around the various cords on the floor and grab his bowl in front of him.

He was reading a book in his chair, and still didn't speak a word, but you could feel his glares cutting into the back of your neck, sending shivers down your spine. You grabbed the bowl and turned back around, again trying to avoid stepping on any cords, as your eyes curiously tried to see what book he was reading.

He rotated his chair briefly, "You know, being a housewife isn't--"

"Crime and Punishment?! Oh, I remember reading that book in the asylum's library. It's a great commentary on the transformative power of guilt and the possibility of redemption, isn't it?" You chirped, instantly regretting your impulsive input on the book. Why did you have to be such a bookworm?

Fyodor's eyes widened slightly as he closed his mouth, truly caught off-guard, "Yes, it is." He went back to his book as you shyly smiled and made your way through the cords, back finally turned away from him. He paused, "You can borrow it if you like. I can give it to you tomorrow after breakfast."

You stopped in your tracks, turning your head slightly. You were only met with the sight of his chair, though. "R-really? T-that would be nice, actually...Thank you." You trailed slowly towards the door before leaving. "G-goodnight!" Flustered, you closed the door quickly, missing him saying it back and the pale rose that was dusting his cheeks.

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Life with the Decay of Angels had been going surprisingly well. It had been two months since Nikolai had taken you to the base, and you'd adjusted in that time span.

You got close with Sigma, who admitted he was a bit intimidated and scared of you at first because you were Nikolai's lover, but he was relieved you weren't exactly like him. Fyodor had become more open and accepting of you, and you both mostly connected over the literature he would share with you. Nikolai tried to keep you away from him as much as possible, though he would never tell you why...

You had become a decoy of sorts and helped Nikolai on the ground with disguises and espionage. Currently, you were both infiltrating Mersault. You had learned that the true reason for Nikolai coming to the asylum was to get a hold of the space-creating ability that both Mersault and the asylum were built with. Fyodor was hoping to harness it to build a secret, impenetrable base for the Decay of Angels.

Criminal profiling and socialization skills from your previous attendant position had come in handy when going undercover, along with your "feminine charm" that none of the other members possessed. Of course, Nikolai was all too excited to have you working with him, never missing the chance for quickies or subtle flirting and teasing. You couldn't exactly say that you hated it, though...

Whenever you walked around in public, you would occasionally see a "missing" poster with your face and information on it. You would always discreetly rip them off, though, having no desire to be found or go back to your old life.

After all, you'd finally crossed the threshold from the ordinary world to a new life with your true lover. You'd been freed, and you were never going back.

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