the blue is a bit stronger than i expected now that the other colours have been removed

Paris: Wish Granted (Bill Skarsgård)

Part 2 of 3

Just like everything else that day, Clair de Lune exceeded all expectations. It was by far the nicest restaurant she had ever been to. The lighting was dim enough to appreciate the single flaming candle in the middle of the table. The deep woods that decorated the interior made the whole atmosphere feel sensual and provocative. Then there was the food; nothing like she had ever tasted before.

“This is so good.” She praised, having taken a bite of her Streak Tartare.

He smiled at her from across the table, noticing how breathtaking in her dress and that she seemed to be in high spirits. Nothing made him feel better about himself than knowing he had pleased her. Considering it was her birthday, he was going to make sure he did that and more.

He took a sip of the red wine he had ordered and began on his Salmon en Papillote with Tomato Curry and Beans.

She ate her meal slowly. First, she was focussed on savouring the delicious favours of all the different ingredients. Then, because he became extremely distracting to look at. He wore a black fitted dress shirt, her favourite, and trousers while his brown locks were parted to the left. They say that similar to red, black is one of the most attractive colours someone can wear. That night she realized how accurate that statement truly was.

He watched as she pushed around the remains of the Steak Tartare with her fork. He raised a brow at her.

“Are you feeling alright?” He pressed lightly.

She met his eyes and nodded, attempting to look as nonchalant as possible. She didn’t want him to think she wasn’t enjoying the restaurant, but she did not want him to know that she couldn’t stop thinking about the feeling of him settled in between her legs.

The look he gave her was still questioning. He knew her well enough to see right through her. But what he did not yet know was that by holding eye contact with him, it took a lot from her to not bite her lip. He was so good-looking that night.

Reluctantly, he dropped his gaze and went back to his food.

She tugged at the sleeve of her navy blue, boat neck dress that hugged her body tightly, only flowing out a little at the bottom of the long skirt, nervously. Imagining how tauntingly slow he would remove her dress, stocking and lingerie moved her into a dreamlike state. Maybe it would be even nicer if he ripped them off my body.

When he caught her gaze, she crossed her legs subconsciously, clutching them tightly together underneath the wooden table. Seeing her shift in her seat gave him more than enough of idea of what she was doing. It evoked a smirk from him, going unseen by her as she speared another bite of Tartare onto her fork.

After forcing herself to swallow the mixture of steak, vegetables and Worcestershire sauce, she finally casted a look up at him. He was still smirking.

“You’re very worked up. Aren’t you, Darling?” His voice sounded completely normal, as if they were having a simple conversation over the weather rather than each other’s desires.  

She swallowed hard when she saw his dark, passionate expression that contrasted the tone of his voice dramatically. She could not reply, so a bit lip was all he got in response.

“What are you wearing underneath that dress?” He asked lowly.

She clasped her hands together and watched him lean against the back of the leather chair he sat in, peering at her expectantly. If they had not been in this restaurant, he would have lit a cigarette and allowed the smoke to float behind him as he watched her fiddle with her fingers under his intense stare. Yet even without the cigarette, his gaze still held the same sharpness that only made her closer her legs tighter.

“The black set.” She spoke, voice so quiet that only he could hear her.

He nodded in approval, “Good. You look gorgeous in it.”

A soft blush spread over her cheeks. Even after all of the years they had spent together, he never failed to make her feel like the most special person in the world. They way he spoke left nothing to doubt; he meant every word he said.

“Mademoiselle, would you care for more champagne?” A waiter enquired.

She let out a startled gasp and placed a hand over her chest, not having heard him come up behind her.

“My apologies, Mademoiselle.” He said quickly, eyes going wide.

She composed herself automatically, “Nonsense, I’m terribly sorry. Yes, I will have some more.”

He nodded kindly and tipped the pine green bottle to its side, slowly filling her glass back up.

If anyone knew how to get her heart beating even faster in that moment, it was Bill. She felt as if she would pass out when he began to speak to her in Swedish:

“Do you know what I’m going to do to you tonight, Darling?”

Her eyes instantly opened wider and snapped up to the waiter who was pouring the champagne into her glass. He looked perfectly unaffected by what Bill had just wondered of her so casually.

“I am going to go down on you until you beg me to fuck you. You are going to write underneath me and scream my name as you come.” He finished, expressionless.

Thankfully, the waiter tipped the bottle upright and she hurriedly gave him her thanks. When he started off to another table, she turned to Bill with wide eyes.

“Do you want me to do those things to you?” He asked her, still speaking his mother tongue.

“Yes.” She whispered breathlessly.

Her chest was rising and falling at a much more rapid pace than usual, giving him a pleasant view of the top her breasts as they pushed against the fabric she wore. The whole situation was terribly erotic.

He looked at her pointedly.

“Yes.” She tried, stronger this time.

He leaned forward, placed his folded hands on the table and gave her a penetrating stare. She could feel his look deep down in her core. It was a feeling she wanted to welcome, only not in a restaurant where she could hardly relieve it.

“Beg for it.” He demanded.

She reached out and took his large hand in her smaller one, grasping it tightly. The look he gave her was expectant, yet he allowed her to hold his hand, knowing it comforted her.

Swedish was not her native tongue, but she believed she knew enough to give him what he wanted. She took a breath and spoke:

“Yes. I want you to fuck me so hard that I’ll feel you for days. I fucking need you now, Bill.”

That was enough to satisfy him.

He stood, pulled out his leather wallet, fished out a hundred dollar bill, and placed it on the table. The waiter gave him a nod from the other side of the restaurant.

He outstretched a hand to her, which she gladly took, and pulled her out of her seat.

She wanted nothing more than to have him inside of her. All of the endless teasing all day had her frustrated, and wanting him more than ever before. Soon, her wish would be granted.

They strode out of Clair de Lune.


All of the lights in the penthouse suite were off except for the chandelier in the bedroom. It emitted a soft, orange glow which dimly lit the room, along with the cars and streetlights in the bustling city many stories below them.

“Turn around and step out.” He commanded.

She complied, turning her body back to face his and stepped forward, out of the dress that pooled at her heel clothed feet.

He ran his smooth fingers down her cheek, causing her heart to beat erratically. She could become undone just by his touch.

“Can I take you while you wear this?” He requested, fingers trailing down to the thin strap of her bustier.

Although he was touching her, it was not where she truly wanted it. The brushes of the pad of his thumb against her already hot skin only heightened her desire to feel him somewhere else.

“Mhm.” Was all she managed to get out. She was far too distracted by the feeling of his cool fingers against her warm skin.

He tsked her, “Use your words, Darling.”

Oh, did it ever turn her on when he scolded her. They never assigned any sort of roles in their relationship, but as she truly got comfortable with him, he realized that she loved when he was in control. He found that he liked that too.

She peered up at him through her lashes.

“Yes. As long as you don’t rip it.” She cautioned.

His hands slipped down her body until they reached her waist.

“I could always buy you another.” He said simply, lips hovering over her neck.

Her eyes fluttered shut at the feeling of his lips against her pulse point. The feeling of him kissing, biting and sucking had her succumbing to his touch.

“N-No, you… promised.” She reminded him through breathy moans.

He nipped at her neck then sighed, he had promised her that.

“Fine. You win.”

Her eyes opened at his response, lips widening into a mischievous grin as she pulled away from him.

“I’m sorry, what was that?” She wondered, batting her lashes innocently.

The game was all about who held the power. He had it for most of the day, purchasing hundreds of dollars of french lingerie, dressing in the clothes he knew drove her mad and telling her he wanted to have her in public. But the power could be stolen in a split second, and she held it over him mercilessly.

“Don’t push it.” He warned her.

His threat seemed idle, a feeble attempt to take back the dominance. She laughed and shifted her weight onto her back leg.

“What are you going to do about it?” She taunted, eyes gleaming. Oh, did she ever love this game.

His intense stare seemed to affect her less now. That was until, of course, he spoke five simple words:

“I won’t let you come.”

There. That was it. He had taken back the power.

“You wouldn’t.” She spoke, yet sounded less sure of herself than she had a moment before.

She shifted in her position.

“I think we both know that I would.” He said, matter-of-factly.

She looked into his eyes to see if he was lying. He was not, and his dominance returned; something that she welcomed gladly.

It was going to be a fantastic evening.

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Don’t Challenge Me

word count : 3 157
warning : smut
summary : (in the Prison World) , a bit of a sequel to ’ROOMMATES
*not my gif
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Kai and Y/N loved each other , more than anything but being stuck with no way out sometimes led to fights. Every little thing could spark one and with Kai’s emotions being heightened due to his vampirism things tended to spin out of control. Y/N had no idea what had started the fight this time. Kai was on edge a little more than usual and that day he actually stormed out of the house. When he came back that evening , he was unusually quiet and wouldn’t even look at her let alone speak to her. They slept in the same bed for a few nights after and before he decided to take another room in the house.  Y/N wasn’t sure if he was still angry with her for whatever thing she did to upset him or he was just upset with himself for what he had done during the fight - nearly choking her to death -  but either way she wasn’t going to let him spend his nights alone. She knew his history and knew he didn’t like being alone , regardless of what he was saying.
At the end of the first week after their fight , Y/N sneaked inside his bedroom snuggling close to him. Kai had woken up an hour later , instinctively pulling her closer to him before pushing her away.
“What are you doing here ? Get back to your own bed.” he said pushing her away.
Y/N crawled on top of him. “No.”
“I don’t want to hurt you , but I will if it will get you do listen to me.” he said , pushing her hips off him but she didn’t move an inch. He rolled on top of her in vamp speed , his vampirism showing. “I said … GO BACK. TO YOUR OWN. BED.” he said raising his voice , a hint of threat in it.
Y/N shook her head.
“No. I am NOT going anywhere -”
In that moment Kai sank his teeth into her neck , Y/N trashed under him trying to get free but he held her hands on either side of her head pinning them down with force like never before. He kept drinking her blood until she blacked out from the blood loss.

The next morning Y/N woke up with a spectacular headache , an aspirin and a glass of water waiting on her nightstand. She swallowed the pill and hurried to take a shower stripping on the way there. Y/N tried hard to push away the tears - not because he had hurt her , she was used to him feeding on her. It was because he had pushed her away. That hurt a lot more. It took her a minute to form another strategy. She wasn’t going to give up on him as easily as he appeared to want her to.
Y/N dried her hair quickly and  looked through her closet , finding exactly what she needed. Quickly she put on the shortest skirt  (not putting any underwear)  she could find in her closet and a tight top , brushing her hair in waves and headed downstairs for the kitchen. Kai was there , with a pained look on his face. He glanced at her for a moment , his breath catching in his throat seeing her outfit.
“I am fine , thanks for asking.” she said pouring herself a glass with orange juice.
“I didn’t ask and I don’t care.”
“Right … well , I am off to finish my ‘dreadful’ book.”
Y/N turned on her bare feet and headed for the living room where she had left her book. She sat on the sofa , swinging her leg over the arm rest. It wasn’t long before Kai walked in , freezing on the spot seeing how Y/N was sitting , completely exposed to him , reading her book.
“Something the matter ?” she asked innocently , glancing for a moment at him.
“No , nothing.”  Kai cleared his throat , sitting on the opposite end of the sofa turning on the TV and continuing the movie he was watching last night on the DVD.  She could feel him tense , trying to fight the urge to touch her and trying to ignore the feeling of his pants tightening around his shaft. Y/N innocently reached between her legs for a moment not touching anything really , Kai’s eyes following her every move. He swallowed hard and a blink of an eye later he was out of the house , the front door left wide open. Y/N smiled to herself , realising this strategy might have more success than her actions before. They had their fight and usually made up quickly , not this time and she hated it.  
Y/N kept teasing him every day for nearly two weeks - sneaking into his bed at night wearing nothing but her underwear , walking around the house in the shortest skirts she had , reaching for things at the top shelf , bending over to pick up something letting him take good look. She waited for him to give up and let go of whatever it was keeping him from making up with her , to do something … anything , but in the end she was the one who gave up. Kai’s self control was stronger than she had expected.

The following morning Y/N got fully dressed up (black skinny jeans , ripped in the knees and white top) , making sure all the naughty bits were covered and went downstairs for breakfast. There was a plate with pancakes and a glass with orange juice waiting for her at the table for the first time in ages. Kai was already eating his pancakes and he looked almost disappointed she was fully dressed. They ate in silence and later on Y/N went to wash the dishes. Kai had left the kitchen and she was all alone , or so she thought.
“I don’t like those clothes…” Kai whispered in her ear , making her drop the plate in the sink with a loud thud nearly breaking it. He snaked his hands around her waist  , sliding under her top his fingertips touching her bare skin. Y/N’s heart was racing and her skin felt like it was on fire. Kai removed her hair from her neck placing a gentle kiss on it then another and another. Y/N closed her eyes tilting her head to the other side giving him better access. “They need to come off. Now.”
Her cheeks flushed when his hands slid down her thighs stopping for a moment on her heat. Kai placed his had there pushing her up , a soft moan escaping her lips.
“No.” she said sternly.
Kai however didn’t give up so easily. He pushed his body against hers , his hand wrapping around her neck making her face him.
“No ?!  Two weeks … that’s how long you’ve been teasing me like crazy every single day. Sneaking into my bed at night , walking around in those short skirts with no underwear …. Do you feel this ?” he said pushing his hips against her ass. “I’ve had to take care of myself this entire time … and every time I thought you were done teasing , you took it up a notch.”
He spin her around , pushing her against the kitchen counter. His fingers stroking her cheek sending shivers all over her body , his gaze locked on hers. Kai was lightly grinding against her , slowly pulling the air out of her lungs turning her breathing shallow. His eyes were black , no trace of the gorgeous blue colour they usually were. Y/N could feel herself getting wet , but even after all this time she spent teasing him , she didn’t plan on making it easy for him.
“No.” she said again , biting her lower lip.
Kai clenched his jaw , tilting his head for a moment before pushing his crotch against hers again , harder this time.
“Don’t challenge me , Y/N. I always get what I want… and right now , all I want is you.” said Kai , his voice low and seductive.
Y/N reached her hands , sliding them in his back pockets pulling him closer to her giving him a small smile, her lips nearly touching his , watching his eyes darting between her eyes and her lips.
“You can’t have me.”
Y/N pushed him off and headed for the living room , pouring herself a drink. There was no way Kai would take the ‘no’ she had given him. A few moments later she felt Kai’s arms on her waist and he pushed her onto the sofa in vamp - speed crawling over her with a devilish grin on his face.
“The more you say 'no’ to me , the more I want you.” he said , his voice low. “I can hear your heartbeat , sweetheart. It’s racing and your breathing … so shallow it’s barely there.” he said , his breath on her face intoxicating her even more. “You want me as much as I want you.. ”
Kai pressed his body firmly against hers and she could feel the bulge in his jeans had gotten harder. She lifted her hips from the sofa , pushing against his for a moment staring into his eyes , fighting the urge to kiss him. He was right , she wanted him just as much as he wanted her. A low growl came from deep inside Kai’s throat at her movement and he pushed back at her.
“No.” she said again , sliding off from under him onto the floor before getting up and starting to walk away.
Kai turned around and grabbed her by the hips in vamp speed , seating her onto his lap , her legs on either side of him. His hands held onto her as Y/N snaked hers on his chest and around his neck. They stared at each other for a long moment before their lips smashed against each other , demanding and hungry for one another.  He pulled her hips forward on him , falling into their perfect rhythm like they hadn’t spend weeks apart. Kai’s fingers caressed her cheek , then her jawline his fingertips feeling her veins under her skin, the warmth of her blood calling to him. His face changed for a moment and he leaned in , stopping himself at the last moment.
“Bite me …” Y/N whispered , taking him by surprise. Kai hungrily sank his teeth into her neck , getting a taste of her blood for the first time in weeks. She threw her head back , gasping at the feeling , her eyes closing for a moment. He cleaned up the blood starting to drip down her shoulder , pressing the flat of his tongue onto her neck not wasting a single drop. Their eyes met for a moment and it felt as if electricity was floating in the air between them. Y/N leaned in , cupping his face her tongue licking his lips tasting her blood on them. Kai moaned into her mouth , kissing her passionately while his hands tugged at her top , pulling it over her head in a split second. Y/N unbuttoned Kai’s shirt , pushing it off his shoulders and onto the floor somewhere. Her hands roamed his body as if it was the first time.
Kai’s lips hungrily attacking hers while his hand unclasped her bra tossing it onto the ground next to his shirt. Y/N moaned into the kiss , feeling Kai’s hands on her chest cupping her breasts and squeezing her nipples between his index and middle finger as her hips grinding against him. Her hands held onto his biceps as his lips moved towards her neck , leaving wet kisses all over. Kai let his vampirism take over , biting her neck again as she moved closer to him never stopping her hips movements. Y/N dug her nails into his back , letting out a louder moan.  He backed her against the sofa , leaving kisses on the way down to her stomach stopping only for a moment , embracing her nipples into his mouth pressing the flat of his tongue against them , holding them in between his teeth for a second. His fingers got to her jeans unbuttoning them , his eyes meeting hers as he pulled down her jeans along with her panties nearly tearing them off her.
“MMmm , sweetheart , you are so wet you’re dripping …” he said, parting her legs , licking a bold stripe across her warmth , enveloping her clit in his mouth sucking on it and tugging on it with his teeth listening to her moans getting louder. She tried to reach for him , to pull his mouth closer to her warmth but with a swift move of his wrist her hands got pinned over her head with magic. His fingers held onto her thighs with force , definitely to leave bruises after. He leaned in over her , Y/N tangling her fingers in his hair pulling his face towards hers as his fingers teased her folds , the tip of his middle finger pressing at her entrance.
Y/N let out s soft moan , her eyelids fluttering closed for a moment. Kai’s lips found hers kissing her fiercely , demanding as he pushed his finger inside her heat , going in all the way in before pulling out leaving just the tip of his finger inside her. Y/N moaned into his ear , her breathing trying to catch up with her heart beat.
Kai’s eyes were black with lust and all he knew is he wanted her. He pushed another finger inside , curling them around at a slow motion making her back arch towards him before pulling out his fingers and repeating again and again. Her hips pushed down on his fingers as he pushed them in , meeting half way.  Y/N saw his purple / black veins show again , her fingertips tracing them for a moment before her back arched once again , her eyes starting to roll in her head.  She pushed him off her kneeling on the sofa, grabbing his wrist and licking his fingers clean earning a low groan from him , never breaking eye contact. Kai’s mouth hung open for a few moments , getting completely lost in the feeling. Her other hand rubbed his hard length through his jeans , feeling he is harder than ever.  Y/N’s fingers swiftly undid the buttons on his jeans , pulling the zipper down. She dipped her head , leaning in and leaving sloppy kisses on his neck while her finger traced his jawline before her hand snaked around the back of his neck.
“Fuck me , Kai … Please … ”
A low growl came from back his throat , feeling her small hand pushing its way into his boxers , her fingers wrapping around him and her thumb making circles on the tip of his thick shaft. He didn’t think it was possible for her to drive him crazier but there she was. Kai was going to have his way with her and this time … he wasn’t going to be gentle. He pushed her roughly onto the sofa , removing his jeans/boxers as fast as he could. Kai teased her folds with the tip of his hard length , pulling her hips towards him before intertwining his fingers with hers over her head. He pushed in with one rough thrust deep inside her making her scream out.
“Fuck Kai…”
Y/N arched her back pushing her hips down on his , feeling every inch of him inside her. He was going at an agonisingly slow motion pushing in deep and pulling out almost completely , listening to her begging for him to go faster. He had forgotten how tight she was , how much he loved feeling her around him.
“Bad girls don’t get to make demands , sweetheart.” he whispered to her , thrusting in hard and deep , going in faster. Y/N clenched her walls around his thick shaft earning a groan from Kai. His thrusts were getting rougher and faster every time , making her body jolt forward and her head hitting the armrest of the sofa , pulling out the air from her lungs each time. “..and you have been very bad these past few weeks… Walking around in your underwear , wearing those short skirts just begging me to take you right then and there.” he trailed off.
He wrapped his hand around her neck holding her still , each thrust rougher and deeper than the last. He felt her walls clench around his shaft again with more intensity and Y/N didn’t have to tell him she was getting closer to her release. Kai lifted her leg over his shoulder , thrusting in deeper and as fast as he could , cheating for a few seconds using his vampire speed watching her whimper under him. He could feel getting closer to his release too.  
“Kai I’m c-close..” she moaned out , a tear rolling down her cheek from the roughness of his thrusts , her fingers playing with her clit matching every thrust.
“I know baby girl , just hold it for me … a few moments longer.” he groaned , his thrusts getting sloppier but never losing their speed.
Kai loved watching her lose herself to him like that. He didn’t even remember what their fight had been about , what had happened to get him so upset with her , he’d deny her and himself moments like these. He swatted her hand away , replacing her fingers with his playing with her clit , going in rough eights then rolling her clit between his thumb and index finger causing her moans to get louder , turning into small screams.
“K-Kai .. I can’t -”
“Let go , sweetheart.” he groaned , watching her trash and squirm under him screaming his name. Her walls contracting around his shaft , pushing him to reach his orgasm.
“Fuckkk …”
Kai kept thrusting hard and deep until both of them had finished properly before collapsing on top of her , both of them trying to catch their breath.
“We are never fighting again.” he said out of breath, resting his forehead on hers. “I can’t … I can’t survive being away from you like that again. … I … I am sorry for hurting you , I don’t know what - .”
Y/N shushed him with a kiss , lightly biting on his lower lip , her hands pulling at his hair.
“It doesn’t change anything.” she said softly. “I am still crazy about you and love you more than ever.”
“I love you too , princess. And I’ll make it up to you , I promise…” said Kai , getting up from the sofa , helping her up. He took his shirt and put it on her , doing every button himself before getting his boxers on. Y/N got up , feeling slight pain between her legs , a small 'ow’ tumbling from her lips. Kai glanced at her with concern for a second before a mischievous grin showed on his face and he grabbed her legs , tossing her over his shoulders.
“Where are we going ? I have to put on some pants or a skirt …” Y/N laughed.
“Kitchen … I am making you the best damn lunch in history and then … ” he said , his hand sliding up her thigh lightly teasing her folds with his fingers. “ … you are mine.”

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MASTERLIST March / April 2017

MASTERLIST MAY 2017
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