CULLENS || TWLGHT OS 01

Felix Volturi | A Trick Up His... Sleeve?

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🍷FELIX VOLTURI X HUMAN MATE ONESHOT🍷

You and Felix haven't been mated for very long, and yet the tall executioner has still taken it upon himself to know pretty much all there is to know about you... Including the fact that you have several tattoos. But do YOU know as much about Felix as you think you do? And what will happen when a long-kept secret of his is brought to light?

• fluff; slight language; slight angst

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💀READER'S POV 💀

You groan as you roll over in bed, trying to get comfortable. Your left side aches terribly, the skin still sore from today's early morning tattoo session. It was already 2 o' clock in the afternoon, and yet you could still almost feel the bite of the needle in your side. You had already popped two Ibuprofen as soon as you'd gotten back to the castle, but they hadn't helped. As you let out a huff of irritation, the door to the bedroom suddenly opens.

Your mate raises an eyebrow as he catches the tail end of the noise you made. "Something wrong, little one?" he asks. You let out a wordless groan in response, burying your face in the pillow. Felix's chuckle suddenly sounds from beside you, as he runs one hand down the back of your head. "Alright, Y/N, mia amore, what is it?" he asks softly.

With another quiet huff, you lift the hem of your shirt, revealing the myriad of little roses and vines inked there into your skin. Felix exhales sharply, running his cold fingers lightly over the protective wrapping covering the fresh ink. "Y/N, little one, when did you get this done?" he asks. "Ths mrng..." you mumble, the words coming out muffled by the pillow.

"What?" your mate asks. You turn your head to look up at him, a grimace of pain on your face. "This morning. While you were out on Guard duty. Ask Demetri, he'll tell you. He's the one who took me out so I could get it done." you answer. Felix raises an eyebrow at you, and you manage a weak smile. "Don't worry, he was a perfect gentleman. Besides... He helped me finalize the idea. He told me you liked roses, so I thought it'd be perfect." you tell him.

Your mate nods, running his fingers over the inked roses again. "Mia amore, they're... Beautiful." he whispers. You give him another weak smile, letting your eyes fall closed. "Yeah, well, their beauty is kicking my ass right now. I've already taken some Ibuprofen but it didn't help. I always seem to forget just how much these things hurt." you tell him.

He smirks down at you, his red eyes twinkling with a spark of humor. "Sit up if you can, Y/N. I want to show you something." he says with a wink. You groan again, pulling yourself into a sitting position. As you try your best to get comfortable, you notice Felix taking off his shirt, and your heart races in your chest as your thoughts begin to wander.

The two of you had agreed to wait a little while longer before having intercourse, but could he have possibly changed his mind?? Hearing the shift in your heartbeat, Felix laughs. "Relax, sweet girl. Just look." he says, nodding down at himself. You glance down at his arms, and nearly do a double-take.

All over his left arm is a full inked sleeve composed of grey roses, a gothic cross, several skulls, and even some quotes in what looks like Latin. And on his right arm is a half-sleeve of more quotes, a few Roman coins, and a cracked hourglass. "Holy shit, Fee..." you breathe, forgetting your pain for a moment, as you gaze down at his intricate artwork.

He chuckles softly, pointing at one of the quotes. "Do you know what this phrase means, little one?" he asks. You shake your head at him, running your fingers over the Latin words. "It means, 'Faded, but forever lingering'. It was put there as a tribute to my mother. I had lost her at a young age, leaving only my father to raise me and my sister Ingrid. It was that following year that Ingrid was married off, and then my father had decided to sell me off to the emperor." he explains.

"Is that how you became a gladiator?" you ask. Felix rarely ever talked about his past unless he absolutely had to, so it was nice to hear him confide in you now. He shakes his head at you, a wry smile on his face. "No, I was a slave first. And then a gladiator. And it was only years later that Aro had found me and offered me a place here in the Guard. I couldn't refuse him; any other life was better than the one I had been dealt." he answers quietly.

You nod, climbing to sit on Felix's lap as you point at the broken hourglass tattooed on his right arm. "And this one?" you ask softly. The tall vampire winces, almost as if he's in pain. "You don't want to hear that one, mia amore." he murmurs. You lean forward, lying on your mate as you run your fingers gently over the jagged crack line in the design.

"Please? I won't judge." you whisper. Felix sighs, running his left hand down your back. "Alright. So, a few months before Aro had found me, I had just gained my 16th victory, in a match against one of the higher ranking gladiators there in Rome. It was supposed to be a momentous occasion. Instead, I had to find out from one of the soldiers on post there, that entire families back home had been killed in the fallout from a local volcanic eruption." he tells you. His expression is solemn, and your heart sinks.

"One of those families was yours." you whisper, filling in the blanks. Felix nods, the corners of his mouth turning down in a frown. "I hadn't taken the news well. I had become near-suicidal, almost losing my next few fighting matches because my head and heart weren't in it. It was at my lowest point that Aro had found me. He had given me his offer, along with some sage advice. He told me that even though loved ones might pass, it's our memories of them that help them live on." he explains.

You nod again, gazing down at the hourglass. "Is that when you got this done?" you ask. Felix nods, placing a kiss on the top of your head. "Indeed. He allowed me one more day to gain my own memento of my family." he whispers. You tilt your head back to look up at Felix, placing a soft kiss along his jawline. "I'm sorry they're gone. But I'm glad that you have some way of remembering them." you murmur.

Your mate lets out a quiet hum of agreement, as he runs his fingers along your left side. "How are we doing with our little garden, Y/N?" he suddenly teases you. You heave a sigh, as you snuggle closer to Felix. "Still painful. Just... Keep your hand there? It helps a little bit." you answer. He laughs, placing his hand over your side. "Of course, little one." he says with a grin.

It was kind of funny, when you thought about it. Felix never went without long sleeves, so you hadn't known that he had full tattoos on him. Speaking of sleeves... It would appear that your mate had a few tricks up his... Or at the very least, inked within them...

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• "mia amore" = "my love"

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