Loving The Countess of Vesuvia (Nadia requests and headcanons)

🔞Real (Nadia x Reader smut)🔞

I found this little draft lying around a couple weeks ago. This was my first smut attempt that eventually led me to write The Night is Ours and Spellbound Desires. They were both inspired by this little thing.

I wanted to write more and turn this into actual smut, but tbh, I think it's good as it is, and I don't feel the need to continue it.

It's suggestive, and they obviously smash afterward, so here's your warning for that. Otherwise, it's just a nice little something. A always, reader is gender neutral. Enjoy! 

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The previous few days have been hectic, to say the least. After defeating the Devil and with the end of the first night of the Masquerade, you retired to the Countess' chambers with Nadia herself. You two were completely exhausted and barely had the energy to take a quick bath and then collapse on Nadia's bed. You fell asleep as soon as your head hit the pillow.

A gentle touch slowly awakens you. You inhale deeply, a seductive floral scent filling your lungs, and the closeness of another person feels warm and soft against your skin. Nadia caresses your face tenderly as you open your eyes.

"My dear," she whispers, her breath tickling you. "I apologize. I did not mean to wake you up." Her voice gave away how sorry she felt for disturbing you. She truly did not mean it.

"Mm," A small sound escapes you, and you press a chaste kiss to her lips. "It's alright. Can't sleep?" In the darkness, you can barely make out her sad smile and the crimson of her eyes. Yet, even like this, she is undeniably beautiful.

"Just..." She paused for a moment, seemingly embarrassed. Feelings are a little difficult for her, but she trusts you with her whole heart. Despite that, you can almost hear the gears turning in her head. "I am afraid that all of this is a dream. That someday I would wake up, and you wouldn't be here. I dreamt about you every night after I awoke from my three-year slumber." She swallowed, gazing into your eyes while her hand moved to rest on your back. "I don't want this to be a dream too."

You smile weakly at her, her pain making your heart ache. "But it is not, Nadia."

"How can you know for certain?" She asks, and her voice trembles with worry. "And even if this is not a dream, what if I fall into a coma again?"

"Then I'll be there to wake you up again. And besides," You said while lightly brushing your fingertips over the Couness' thigh and her hip until you reached her waist and pulled her body closer to yours. "How could a dream ever feel like this?"

Nadia smiles, and the hand that has been resting on your body begins to rub your back. "You, my dear, are a true hero. When the morning comes, I shall put armor on you as you would make quite a dashing knight."

"For you, my Countess, I would be anything." You press your lips against her once more, but you kiss her deeply this time. Her grip on you tightens, and her fingers gently dig into your back, sending a chill down your spine.

All those occasions when you wished Nadia would just ravish you, and all the teasing you've had to endure come down to this moment. You two have been interrupted way too many times, and the ache between your legs has now become unbearable.

Nadia makes a small but delightful sound and pulls away, now looking at you with half-lidded eyes. "You are a wonder, my dear. Truly exceptional." She whispers. "Are you even real?"

Smirking, your hand begins to wander up her side, her arm, her shoulder, fingers trailing a featherlight path up her neck until you reach her cheek and brush a single piece of hair behind her ear, making the Countess melt against your touch. "I am, my love." Then reach lower, putting your hand on her shoulder before you push Nadia onto her back. You get on top of her, straddling her waist while you watch the Countess' eyes widen. "And I intend to show you how real I am."

She then smiles at you, her teeth gently sinking into her bottom lip. "Then show me, my dear magician."

With your heart hammering in your chest and Nadia's hands on your thighs, you slowly leaned down to kiss her.