Eyes of Blue, Heart of Stone (Baroness X Femme Reader)

Carnal

AN
Hey Gang, we've had a ton of Cruella, Lizzie and Claud angst recently, so here's a little dirty chapter (and some baron angst) for ya'll!
Lotsa Love!
Liv

TW: Cunnilingus, implied rape

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"Y/N!" Yelled Victoria. Her demand echoed throughout the house, but it's tone made you aware that it wasn't something that was a work related demand. "I neeed you!" She complained. Oh she 'needed' you alright.

You leant in the doorway, with a huge smirk painted on your face.

"What do you 'neeed'?" You teased, knowing full well what she needed. "Get in bed Y/N!" She begged. "Why?" You asked, with mock innocence. "Y/N- please..." "Victoria? Are you a little bit horny?" You teased. "God woman! Stop toying with me!" Victoria begged.

You threw her onto the mattress and you ran your hands through her hair.

She needed you.

Happy to provide, as per usual.

"Whatcha wanna do honey?" You asked, cupping her sharp jawline in your hands. "What are my options?" "I'll do anything you want of me." You purred.

Victoria laughed.

"You get that pretty little face of yours in my vagina or I swear to fucking god a tantrum is the least of your worries." Victoria demanded, sounding remarkably more like the Baroness. Victoria wasn't one to yell at you, the fake yelling was the Baroness's game. "And I'm the vulgar one?" You laughed, slipping down the bed to meet her open legs.

She was tense, that was clear from her eyes. You ran your hands slowly up her skirt, her breaths getting intense and fast. Intentionally taking an eternity, you rolled Victoria's tights down. "Y/N. Hurry up!" She begged, in desperation. You massaged her thighs, with light fingers and she groaned at your touch.

You were greeted by a throbbing wet cunt that was begging for your attention and your tongue. Victoria shivered when your tongue met her sensitive bud. "Ooooh baby-" she stuttered, thrusting against you.

If you weren't preoccupied with licking the Baroness's vagina, you would've spoken dirty with her. Praised her. Anything. You knew any words you spoke to her would make her fall over the edge.

The edge she just toppled over, moaning and thrusting like a mad woman.

"You are such a good girl Victoria." You cooed, hugging her and stabilising her after her orgasm.

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Y/N L/N was not the first person to say those seven words to Victoria Von Hellman, but she was definitely the first person to truly mean them.

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"You are such a good girl Victoria." He smiled. She lay there, feeling sick to her stomach at his words. Just moments before she wasn't a 'good girl' she was a 'whining bitch' and the only thing that would 'fix' her was to 'put a baby in her'. His crazed obsession with being a father had caused him to spring on her the second her ovulation began, no matter what she was feeling. She couldn't really say no, could she?

Hans adjusted his suit, leaving Victoria repulsed into silence and stillness. "You should be ovulating for a few more days. We will try again this evening. Goodbye Victoria. I have things to do."

Once that bastard left the room, she pressed into the soft pillow screamed as loud as she physically could.

It was the only relief she could get.

She couldn't tell John that one of his best friends was forcing this on her...

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"I guess I'll be seeing you." Victoria sighed. "Oh- you want me to leave?" You asked. "You weren't planning on leaving?" She asked. "I was going to give you a little bit of a pamper after all this." You smiled. "Oh, dear, that's not necessary. I'm alright." Victoria replied.

You sighed.

"Victoria. I am not the baron. I'm not going to leave you alone after we have sex. You are a lady and I will give you the aftercare you deserve."