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(ʘ‿ʘ✿) “what you say ‘bout me”

(ʘ‿ʘ)ノ✿ “hold my flower”

It’s days like these that make me safely say that I don’t miss you

man this story pissed me off. and i’m eating it uppppp 😭 i love solomon fluff but i feel like people forget how much of a genuine menace he is. while i’m unsure if he would go this far canonically, if someone told me this was canon i’d believe it 💀

Aaaaaah I needed to continue this story I wrote earlier. I rarely make second parts to these things but guess this is a exception. lol

Solomon x MC mainly this time with mentions of Asmo.

Warnings: Arguing from MC side mainly, and Solomon taking advantage of MC in their very emotional state.

18+ | Minors DNI

It was the next day, you rarely made eye contact with Solomon now after what you witnessed last night. The clear hickeys on his neck were hard to miss and ignore however, as they only filled you with jealousy, hurt and rage. Yet Solomon, looking as if not to understand what he pulled last night, truly bothered you and hurt you. Just continued on with life like nothing happened.

You did the usual in the place you were staying at with him now. Keeping the area cleaned to avoid Barbatos wrath, preparing Solomon's usual meals and drinks to keep him fed and hydrated. Since you knew how easily he can skip meals when deeply engrossed in his work.

Though the moment he took a sip of his coffee, he halted in his actions and looked over at you.

"MC...This coffee taste less bitter than usual." Solomon said with a light concerned tone in his words. Since this was Hell Coffee he was drinking after all.

"Oh...Might of added more sugar than usual. Sorry." You said with not much care in your voice, and turned away to leave the room.

Though Solomon stopped you from leaving as he reached a hand out to grab your arm. But instinctively you pulled away from him, eyes widened by his action, by his touch alone.

"...MC..." Solomon won't deny, he felt hurt by you doing that to him, but tried to remain calm. "You're upset over last night, I take it?"

"Upset is a understatement..." You lowly responded and tried to leave again, but once again, Solomon grabbed you. Only with more force this time to keep you there.

"Let me explain wha--" Solomon tried to speak but you cut him off.

"STOP! YOU DON'T HAVE TO EXPLAIN SHIT TO ME, SOLOMON!" Rarely you rose your voice or yelled at Solomon, so you knew things were serious when this finally happened.

Again, the hurt was felt in Solomon over how you were acting towards him, but he tried still to remain calm for the both of you.

"...I didn't consider how much this would hurt you in the end. I thought you'd understand. After all, Asmo is mine too."

The way he said Asmo was his, sounded wrong to you, it sounded more like he was talking about Asmo as some possession than a living being...Demon or not, Asmo deserved to be seen and treated better than that.

"You only see Asmo as some won prized possession. Be honest here on that, Solomon." You said with tears starting to build up in your eyes, but fought them back from falling.

Solomon sighed softly, giving a light nod of his head. "...It is, but I also enjoy his company in times too. The bond we've created in time together. Yes...he can be a lot to handle, to endure, but I won't deny he's charmed me in a sense too...As well, I need to recreate that bond with him here. To create that trust between us. If I wish to use his power more easily when or if the time comes."

The way he said all that, it made you feel mixed emotions. On one hand, he did truly sound sincere on his strong feelings for Asmo, but as well, you knew he was serious on just using Asmo for his power too. In the end, the pact between them meant more than any real love or affection between the two of him. He knew this, you both knew this now.

Which is what angered you greatly, for compared to him and you. The pact was meaningful to you with Asmo, that was a fact. But it was the real love, trust and bond created between the two of you that mattered more. That held more power in the end to you, that meant more to your heart.

"...I can't forgive you..." You spoke out. "For everything you've done to Asmo, to me now too...You knew...You knew I was hurt and upset over this all. Over the situation I was FORCED in and how my connection to Asmo, that meant EVERYTHING to me, was practically CUT. Though instead of being understand, of just trying to consider how I might feel too. You still decided to fuck him, and as well, it was like you knew I was going to walk in on you two." Now your tears started to fall, it was hard to keep them from releasing now by how emotional you were feeling.

Solomon was silent for a moment, staring at you. Then he closed his eyes, letting out a small defeated sigh before saying, "I did know you were going to come. That's why I left the door unlocked."

Your eyes widened to his confession, as you took a step back away from him. Now those tears were starting to fall more, with a rush of shocked emotions from his words.

Solomon continued, "I was hoping, you'll have a better reaction to seeing that. I was hoping, if you heard his moans, his cries, the state he was in, we were both in...Perhaps..." He couldn't resist the smug smile coming through on his face now as he finished his words. "Perhaps...You would of joined us."

"...Solomon, you--" You wanted to curse him out, punch him even. You absolutely hated him now. If anything you wanted to just end him there, here and now.

It took you a moment to finally attempt speaking again from the intensity of this all. But before you could finally get another word out, Solomon pulled you in close to kiss your lips. With a roughness you haven't experienced from him before that literally took your breath away. As he ran his fingers through your hair and made your body melt and shiver from his touches and actions.

You tried to push him off, but felt yourself slowly lose your senses as you kissed him back. He kept going, as he increased the pace of that kiss, as he pulled your hips up against his and pinned you up against the nearest wall.

You hated him, you hated this. You wanted to yell at him, fight him, but instead you just felt your desire to make out with him through anger alone rising. You felt something wrong, but couldn't understand what. Any means to make sense on what was going on, to find control in your judgments now was fading. As Solomon snaked his tongue into your mouth to deepen the kiss, and have you moaning in that heated one-sided hate filled make out session.

Solomon smirked in the kiss, then proceeded to kiss down your neck and shoulders. Nipping and biting to make you whimper and moan, as his hands massaged and rubbed the sides of your waste. To make your body react in a way that made you want to fuck him now.

Of course Solomon knew what to do to make you bend and break for him. He dated Asmo long enough to know almost every tip and trick to get anyone to submit and kneel to his actions like this.

"F-fuck you, S-Solomon..." You muttered out in uneven breaths as Solomon grinded his hips against yours, until you were both in sync in the motions, in the moment. As you felt yourself growing hotter and wetter between your legs, as the desires to feel him inside you already were near its limit.

Solomon chuckled lowly, leaning in close to your ear as he bit it so lightly and teasingly, to make you shudder and whimper more for him. "Fuck me yourself, MC~..."

The rest of that day, you were at Solomon's mercy now. As he didn't let any second go to love you and fuck you like he felt you deserved.

Work didn't matter to him now. You going to attend to the demon brothers didn't matter to him now. Even if they were blowing up your phone with calls and text messages.

All that mattered to him now was making you cry and release for him, over and over again, as he came and filled you up in return. Just to take true claim of your whole body, heart and soul that he so longed for now.

Solomon won't lie however, he didn't expect things to turn out exactly like this. Though to have him hearing you moaning and all for him at such an intensity, instead of for Asmo for a change. He greedily loved it and was happy with these results...As well he hopes to keep doing this with you more for now on. Until the point you'll want him more in the end than Asmo...

WOOOOOO

People are calling women who read ‘spicy’ novels porn addicts on TikTok and when women responded “um. That’s not what addiction is.” People are going “the first symptom of addiction is denial” like okay buddy.

i-i-

i am nothing but shooketh at the pure power that this piece radiates. wonderful. fantastic. inspired.

*chef’s kiss*

Black Marauder (kth)

𝖕𝖆𝖎𝖗𝖎𝖓𝖌: admiral!taehyung x pirate!reader

𝖜𝖔𝖗𝖉 𝖈𝖔𝖚𝖓𝖙: 15k

𝖌𝖊𝖓𝖗𝖊: pirate au, fantasy, enemies to lovers, smut, a sprinkle of angst & fluff.

𝖜𝖆𝖗𝖓𝖎𝖓𝖌𝖘: 18+, smut. penetrative sex, unprotected sex, fingering, riding, ice play, bondage, degradation, nipple play, hand-job, oral (male receiving), squirting, overstimulation, dirty talk, silk play(??), femdom, sub!taehyung.

𝖘𝖚𝖒𝖒𝖆𝖗𝖞: when it comes to getting what she wants, a true pirate seldom abides by the rules - and admiral kim taehyung is about to learn just how dirty you can play it.

or: you need taehyung to paint your portrait, and end up roping him in in more ways than one.

𝖆/𝖓: this is a stand-alone oneshot, but exists in the same universe as wintervale, which this story precedes. if you squint, you might be able to spot a slight crossover in characters. admittedly, this wasn’t meant to be nearly as long as it turned out (was aiming for one scene of steamy pirate sex and ended up with over 15k somehow?) but I really like it so I hope you guys enjoy it nonetheless. 

SERIES MASTERLIST: HERE

“You want me to what?”

The Admiral stands amidst the opulence of your quarters with his eyebrows raised in disbelief. As the flickering light from the overhead chandelier catches in the hollows of his cheekbones, you cannot help but give pause to admire him - it is not often you play host to such distinguished guests in your quarters, let alone a man so virile and handsome. He looks positively devilish in his crisp naval uniform, arms folded across a broad chest as he leans back against your dining table, and this fact alone is enough to make you want to ruin him. It would not be the first time a man of such high status had lost his dignity before you.

“I believe you heard me, Admiral,” you repeat, leaning back in your chair with your chin tilted upwards as you regard him. “And if you care for the wellbeing of your men - all of whom are currently tied up across my deck, if memory serves - then you will comply.”

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