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winxsource) wrote2023-01-16 08:55 pm
winxsource) wrote2023-01-16 08:55 pm
FTWS KM 2023
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Re: Riven X Musa + Fuck or Die (TW: non/dub con) PART FIVE (final)
(Anonymous) 2023-02-16 03:33 am (UTC)(link)The straps around his wrists jerk, as if he’s forgotten he can’t touch her. Irritation flickers across his face for a second but then his expression softens. She’s seen this look many times over the years but she’s never been completely certain what he means by it.
“I could never hate you, Muse. There’s nothing you could ever do to push me away.”
She starts to smile at him, relief blooming inside her chest but then the look on his face changes into something solemn and she lies to herself, swearing she will not burst into tears if he tells her this has to end.
“Gonna be pretty pissed off if you stop now though.”
A stunned burst of air escapes her mouth, half astonishment that he can still tease her in a situation like this and half euphoria that they’re really going to do this. She doesn’t know what compels her to say it other than maybe wanting to get a little payback of her own, but she flattens her palm over his heart and digs her nails in, just enough that they’ll leave marks.
“You’re making me wish I picked option one, asshole.”
“Nah,” he grins. “Whatever it was, wouldn’t have been as good as this.”
Musa slips her hand between them, wraps her fingers around his cock and squeezes carefully until Riven whimpers underneath her. He is an asshole, but she wouldn’t have him any other way. She lines him up until he’s exactly where she wants him, rubbing the tip of his dick back and forth along her slit until they’re both overly sensitive and on edge, and then she lowers herself down slowly, using every trained muscle in her body to draw this out for both of them.
“You’re right,” she tells him, breathless and shaky once she’s finally flush against his hips, feeling wondrously full and so turned on she can hardly bear it. “This is better.”
“Christ,” Riven groans as soon as she starts to move, and his head tips back against the flat of the mattress, his knees drawing up so he can use his feet for leverage to match every roll of her hips. The angle is exactly what she wants, deep and sinful and eager, like neither of them can wait another minute before they combust. And that’s exactly what happens, her pussy fluttering around his dick as her entire body begins to tingle and all she can see is a kaleidoscope of indescribable color behind her eyelids as Riven fucks up into her harder and harder. She’s still shivering with aftershocks, half collapsed against his chest, everything deliciously fuzzy as his mouth moves against her ear.
“Fuck baby, so perfect coming all over my cock like that. You gonna let me come inside you, let me fill you up? Wanted to fuck you like this for so long, it’s killing me that I can’t touch you. Yeah, that’s it, squeeze me tight, Musa, make me come.”
He keeps talking, urging her on as her hips start to rock once more, and if she didn’t already know he was wicked she would certainly know it now. Not that she has any intentions of complaining, considering she’s already so close again.
“More, Riv, right there, yes! Come inside me, please!”
She grants him permission and four frenzied thrusts later he finds his own release, her name spilling from his lips and a rush of sweet warmth from his cock flooding into her cunt as he empties himself. The sensation is new and different and erotic and more than enough to push her right after him, another orgasm pulsing through her body almost as strong as the first one.
Musa sprawls out on top of him, sweaty and slick and sticky, both of their breathing labored as their hearts race in steady rhythm. She turns her head to tuck herself into the curve of Riven’s shoulder, and her eyes widen as she sees the worn out chair Bella had been sitting in. She can hardly believe it but she’d forgotten all about the woman’s presence while she’d been occupied with RIven, and she has no idea when Bella left. Some specialist she is, dropping her guard like that for the second time tonight, like she hadn’t learned her lesson from the first time. Her body tenses in frustration, and Riven tips his head to brush his nose along her cheek. It instantly relaxes her, and she thinks maybe she shouldn’t beat herself up, considering all her focus had been taken by something more important. She settles back into him, enjoying the way they’re still joined, resigned to the unanswered questions in her head about Bella.
She’s close to drifting off to sleep when she feels it, a faint, ghostly caress that starts at her shoulder and runs the length of her back before pulling away. Musa’s forehead wrinkles in confusion; she’d swear it felt real. A raspy voice sounds inside her head, like someone on a telephone very far away.
“You chose well, Musa. And I am long gone now. Go ahead and use that knife under your pillow to cut your partner loose. Neither of you will see me again, but I ask for one last favor. Please tell Bloom that I’ll be coming to her soon.”
Musa sits up in shock, and Riven’s cock slides out of her as she shoves against his chest to get closer to what she wants. He grunts at her, taking offense at her sudden movement but she’s already reaching for her knife and sawing through the thick straps at his wrists. As soon as he’s free he wraps his arms around her and rolls her to her back, pinning her to the mattress as his eyes dart up and down her body. The cut from the knife he wielded earlier has left a dark scab line along his neck but it doesn’t seem to be bothering him, and she hopes it won’t scar. She tries not to notice how absolutely sexy he looks looming over her like this. She fails miserably.
“So… you ready to spill the beans about why I woke up naked with you between my legs like one of my fantasies come to life? Or maybe you wanna tell me why you fucked my brains out while I was tied up and a strange woman watched us. Neither of these questions are a complaint, for the record, though I could have done without the stranger.”
His green eyes twinkle down at her and Musa instantly knows that everything is going to be alright between them. Better than alright even, if she has anything to say about it.
“Would you believe me, if I told you that that woman told me that I had to make a choice between you killing me, both of us possibly dying or possibly living with immense guilt, or having sex with you?”
“I might believe you,” he says, his eyes lingering on her breasts. “Depends though.”
“On what?”
“On if you admit that you’ve secretly wanted to have sex with me for the last five years.”
Musa narrows her eyes and glares up at him. “I think you’re projecting right now.”
“Mmm-hmm,” he mumbles, “I definitely am. But if we’re going to talk about me, you should know it’s been more like eight years.” And then he lowers his head to suck on her left nipple. Musa gasps in shock but Riven only cups her other breast in his hand and gently squeezes.
It feels incredible, but Musa’s mind is whirling. “But that’s…that’s when we met.”
“Mmm-hmm,” Riven mumbles again, and this time he uses his teeth and she almost comes up off the bed.
“Riv,” Musa can’t believe she’s going to stop him, but she threads her fingers through his hair and tugs until he looks up at her.
“Yeah, baby?”
Oh, god. She can feel herself tear up, the casual endearment almost too much. “I have to tell you something crazy. Well, two things.”
“Tell me.”
“I…I might have wanted to secretly have sex with you.”
“Might have? Or definitely did?”
Musa rolls her eyes at him. He’s going to be so smug. “Fine. Definitely did.”
“I knew it.” He licks his upper lip and her eyes track his tongue just like he probably knew she would. “For how long?”
“Long enough.” There’s no way she’s confessing that part.
He laughs, low and suggestive, and he runs his fingers down her stomach, stopping just above her pubic bone. “I’ll get it out of you eventually.”
Her breath catches, and she would have forgotten all about the other thing she wanted to tell him if he didn’t ask.
“What’s the other crazy thing?” His hand slowly inches lower.
“Oh, umm…hmm. Uh, I know it’s crazy but oh, I think that woman - Bella, she said, but that’s not her real name - I think she might have somehow been Bloom’s birth mother.”
Riven stops what he’s doing and cocks his head. “But isn’t she like a thousand years old or something? And trapped in the Realm of Darkness?”
“I thought so too, but maybe not?”
Riven’s hand lands on the inside of her thigh, and he pushes it outward to make a space for himself to settle into. He repeats the motion with her other thigh, and he gives her that look again. The soft one that she’s seen before, but she thinks now she understands it.
“Can we worry about it later? I’ve got something else on my mind.”
“Me too,” Musa agrees. “Something much more important.”
She leans up to kiss him as he meets her halfway, and a high-pitched, girlish giggle echoes in her ears.
Re: Riven X Musa + Fuck or Die (TW: non/dub con) PART FIVE (final)
(Anonymous) 2023-02-16 05:10 am (UTC)(link)THIS WAS SO HOT!!!! Honestly this was way better than anything I could have ever imagined. The part where Riven comes to himself and is just in awe of Musa is just perfection. Also, I loved how he tried to pull the bonds to hold her throughout. It was perfect. And the ending! WHAT? I nearly screamed. Thank you so much for such an awesome fill!
Re: Riven X Musa + Fuck or Die (TW: non/dub con) PART FIVE (final)
(Anonymous) 2023-02-16 04:39 pm (UTC)(link)