Illumi Zoldyck x Reader || Indulge In Me

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Word count is 1,540 even though the goal was 1,000. Includes smut, pussy eating, squirting, and a bit of praise.

Enjoy!
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He looks up at her with those dark eyes. They are focused, unwilling to be distracted from his current task and her heart is racing with the fear that someone could catch them like this …with him on his knees before her as his long and slender fingers lifts her dress.

They've been doing this for a while now. She could still remember the very very time where he got down and ate her like he was starved. She could also still remember how she practically crawled her wake back to her sleeping chambers while the feeling of the rough orgasm she had was still on her mind.

She had even touched herself after laying for a while after failing to actually get any rest and it wasn't until she carefully slid her fingers down her body and pulled off her bottoms.

She remembers getting frustrated, nearly managing to sob when she'd touch her button only to be disappointed.

It's like he had a special skill that he whipped out when he put his mouth on her and she needed more.

The only thing that made doing such harder was the fact that she worked as one of the Manor’s servants. Though she continuously thought of the Zoldycks eldest son she couldn't possibly imagine what his parents would do if they ever found out such a thing had occured.

If anything that manages to be the very thing he has been thinking about before he practically snuck up on her.

“You don't mind do you Y/n?” His voice suddenly called out. You had just finished some of your chores.

Daily you were to look after the family's dog, to clean and mop and so and so and of course it wasn't a task you couldn't do. That's exactly why you had been hired after all.

It's just this time had been different from others because as she was finishing up she noticed she had a guest.

“Oh, Sir.” She spoke softly and turned to look at him and as if he hadn't been watching her for the last hour or so he waves and for how stoic he can be there's something… cute at the way his eyes almost seem to light up a little as she finally called out to him.

There was a moment of silence that occurred right then and it was fine, she could understand the man and how quiet he could be from time to time so she lifts a brow after a moment or two. It's taken her a bit of time now but there was always something about the way the man looked at her that seemed to…send shivers up her spine and yes at first she was a bit worried for her well being but as time had come and gone she realized a few things about the eldest Zoldyck son.

For one, he was a bit needy.

There had been times where he'd call her all day for the smallest of things… to mop the floors, to cook his breakfast, to watch his younger siblings on occasions as well and the issue wasn't that he called her for such. Yes, he could do those things on his own, she's seen him do so before but what made it a bit more sour was the fact that he spent all that time… watching her.

No, she didn't mind him… on occasion, but these days he seemed to do it more often.

Just to keep you on your toes’ He said with something that almost looked like a small smile on his lips.

She cared for him but sometimes she wished she could wrap her hands around his stupid, pretty hair and…

These were one of those times.

She tosses her head back as his slender fingers slide up her stockings, brushing against her crotch, tracing her panties which against her better judgement has… managed to grow wet.

He slides his other hand under her other thigh, pulling her up and her hands slip into his hair, pulling a little for structure as a little yelp leaves her lips.

He seems to hold her with no issue and she knew he was a strong man but usually she wasn't at the forefront of such strength.

Previously it had just been him brushing his knuckles against her cheek or whispering in her ear and slowly but surely he had been growing worse. And yet, she almost loved it as much as he seemed to. She'd be a liar if she said there wasn't any mutual attraction there.

A big one.

So, she let him do as he pleased and sometimes she did things with him that she knew she shouldn't and this was also…one of those times.

She shivers as he runs his fingers over her clothed lips, *admiring* the warmth that seemed to radiate from there. Her breath hitches as his thumb presses with some force over that sweet bundle of nerves and she tightens her hold in his hair when he leans in a moment after.

His nose runs over the fabric as he takes a moment to take in her natural scent, breathing her in before he slides his tongue out and drag it from the seat of her to that sensitive numb that grew hard with excitement. He doesn't plan on letting her go anytime soon and she knows that so all she can do is shakily pull one hand from his hair. She moves to cover her mouth but then he tskes.

“I want to hear you when you cum on my face…” He says and it's scary how seriously he's able to say that, looking up at her like he meant every word.

She blushes deeply, the flush running all the way down her neck and to the tips of her ears.

How is she supposed to possibly respond to that?!

She pulls a hand out his hair to cover her mouth.

He doesn't waste any more time, hitching her legs up just a bit more before leaning in and sticking out his tongue. He seems eager, impatient and the way that first lick feels makes her jolt.

His breath is hot and something about the way he's on his knees, holding her open with no issues at all makes her feel like she's melting.

One lick turns to two, and then three before he closes his lips around that sweet bundle that grew hard with need and she feels her breath hitching. She's already shaking, thighs and hips twitching in his hands and she can't help the falling feeling she's having. Like he's leading her to her death and all she can do is fall into his pretty looks and empty promises.

She mewls, throwing her head back as he does as he wants. Nipping, sucking, humming and when he eventually does shift and pull her soaking wet panties aside and drags his talented tongue over her bare sex and oh she lets out a sob.

She's losing her mind, arching and tugging on her hair as if she wants him even closer and he obliges, slipping his tongue into her heated cavern and moaning at the taste. She gasps loudly, legs opening as much as they possibly can now that her gut was twisting and her cunt was twitching in hot searing pleasure.

I-Illu… Illumi!” She cries out and if it wasn't for him being between her thighs he probably would have tried to shush her. Then again, he did enjoy hearing her. Hearing how much she needed him and loved him as she shakes and trembles and wets his face with her juices.

Not to mention the fact that he's rock hard. His cock is trapped by his pants but if she could focus she could see how his other hand inched down to his crotch and cupped at the bulge there. He fondles himself as he listens to her noises, letting her needy voice fill the air around them and before he can really help himself he groans hotly against her as he cums, spunk dirtying his slacks and a part of him is pleased and another is annoyed because how dare he cum and it not be inside of her like it belongs.

She pants heavily as she tries to catch her breath but he's suddenly growing rougher like he's getting ready to devour her and she looks down at him with pleading, teary eyed only to find him already looking up at her with an equally hungry look, his gaze unyielding like he refuses to miss anything and who would she be not to throw her head back again and whine as another orgasm tears through her like a knife through butter as she convulses against him.

He loved doing this to her, seeing her so weak and broken down and as she squirts with a broken cry he finally closes his eyes as a blush colors his cheeks while he swallows every last drop.

When she's empty, slacking against him like a boneless chicken, he pulls off her slowly and with a low chuckle he praises her for doing such a good job, for being such a good girl.

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