To the person who requested Alice x fem!y/n,
Alice
You hand Alice have been dating for a while now. You would always bring her fresh bunnies to her room ever since she isolated herself from the outer work due to her cannibalism,which you didn't mind, and her demonic self. She would always be overjoyed whenever you came to spend time with her.
Today, you went out shopping. You were trying on a cute outfitand thought that your girlfriend might want to rate it. Taking out your phone, you snapped a picture of your reflection in mirror of the changing room. Alice would see the notification arrive almost immediately, taking a deep look at what the photo you sent her with the caption "is it good?" showed her.
Her eyes scanned each curve of your body underneath the outfit as if trying to memorize each muscle, curve. Absolutely everything. A couple moments later she'd reply with a "Come to my room when you're done shopping, Bunny. But I'm not asking for you to bring me rabbits."
Slightly confused by the message, your curiosity got the best of you. After paying for your goods, you returned back into the white school walls. Passing many hallways to get to your girlfriend's room, your footsteps echoed dimly from your boots against the polished floor. Sooner or later you reached the familiar door of Alice's room and with a smile entered. "Hey hottie!" You'd call out teasingly as usual.
The cannibal girl was already approaching you, she slammed you against the door, her hand reaching out and locking it. As she stood between your legs, she wasted no time to capture your lips with hers in a possessive kiss, catching you off guard. With her tongue swirling around with yours, you barely managed to choke out a few words "what are you—"
"Shut it." She growled against your mouth, her canine teeth gently pulling on your lower lip as her clawed hands held your hip's firmly. "Your outfit is pretty... distracting, Bunny. So I want to have what's underneath it." Alice whispered ,her right hand trailing its way under your new sweater, her claws lightly grazing the skin, making you shiver. Your hands rested against her shoulder and forearm for support or just to hold onto something. Probably both.
"In other words. Take it off." She continued, tugging the sweater as if trying to rip it off as her mouth trailed down your neck. You let out a breathy moan, your eyes fluttering shut. Not wanting to disobey the demon before you, your shaky hands slid away from your girlfriend and to the buttons of your blue sweater, undoing them each from its slits. As the sweater fell open, revealing the undershirt and underneath it your bra, Alice paused at her gestures to worship the work of art of your body (bc you deserve it since you beautiful as hell pookie).
She ripped the undershirt off of you, leaving you in your black bra. The only barrier left that covered your chest. A sharp gasp left you, followed by a whine you were unable to hold in feeling the girls knee slid between your legs all the way up to tease you and rile you up further. You hated the fact that she knew how to toy with your buttons. Her hands went behind your back and undid the bra, finally having your upper body on full view in the dimly lit room.
A devilishly devious smirk curled the corners of her lips as she trailed her nibbles down to your collarbone and chest, grinding her knee against you. Your hands clutched her hair, not enough to hurt her, just dishevel it enough to show your neediness, seeing how she left purple and red bruises across your skin from her lips. Ragged breaths, needy moans and whines filled the isolated room not long after.
I lost confidence 😰 I hope ur happy btw—
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