TAINTED BLOOD (Aro Volturi X Reader)

*Mirrored Exchange

***WARNING***SEXUAL CONTENT***

As the sun has entirely dipped below the horizon, casting long shadows across the ancient Volturi stronghold, Y/N left the lounge and headed her way to Aro's chamber with her book in hand. She knew he would be on his way there soon. She entered the chamber and turned to face the door as she turned the handle and shut it.

Suddenly, her body tensed as she felt a pair of cold, marble-like hands wrap around her from behind. A shiver ran down her spine as she recognized the unmistakable touch of Aro.

Time seemed to slow down as Y/N turned to face him. His crimson eyes pierced through her, and an enigmatic smile played on his lips. "I've been waiting for you" he whispered, his voice like the rustle of dry leaves. He held onto her as he began kissing up her neck. Slowly he worked his way up her neck has he been working his way to the destination of her earlobe. Of course, he had to stop himself mid-way up her neck as he could smell the sweet scent of the vein in her neck. It was almost unbearable to contain himself. His fangs were protruding. But his fangs were protruding in lust, not hunger.

"Aro" Y/N moaned in exasperation as his mouth made way to her delicate earlobe. "Yes, my love" he whispered as he continued kissing her. "You are... early" she moaned in between her sentence. Aro then lifted his head to look her straight in the eyes. "Do you not wish me here?" Aro asked with a soft tone. "I want you here, It's just... youre never 'here' this soon, you usually got trials going late" Y/N answered as her eyes wondered from his and down to her own hands.

Aro kept his eyes on hers as he reached and placed her hands in his. "I cancelled my last trial till tomorrow" he was rubbing her hands. "come" he gestured for her to come with him. Aro led her across the room. Y/N following behind while her hand was still in his.

He took Y/N over to his large ancient mirror. She was standing in front of him as he walked behind her and placed his arms around her waist with his head just above hers. "You are a beautiful sight" Aro said as he looked at Y/N through the mirror. Y/N couldn't help but blush and place her hand over her mouth slightly.

"Don't be shy about your beauty" he continued as he began placing a kiss one by one on her shoulder. He then gently made Y/N turn around in his arms, so she was facing him. Their eyes meeting each other as their sight drowned into the others. His eyes piercing down into hers and Y/N looking up into his crimsons. His hands were now behind her back. He began toying with the ties of her dress as he leaned down and took her into a deep kiss.

Y/N let Aro help her undress, feeling a flutter of nervousness in her stomach. Aro's gentle hands moved with practiced ease, untying Y/N's dress and sliding it off her shoulders. Y/N met Aro's gaze, finding warmth and tenderness in his eyes. As Aro helped her out of her dress Y/N's heart skipped a beat. With a soft smile, Aro reached out to brush a stray strand of hair away from her face.

He then made her turn to face the mirror again, with himself placed perfectly behind her. Y/N began to cover herself up with her hands. As she felt extremely exposed. "Do not hide" Aro whispered into her ear. He then reached around her petite body and placed his hands on hers gently. He helped her remove her hands as they both took in the sight of her bare body in the grand mirror.

His eyes filled with a mix of admiration and desire, he traced his fingers down her body, mapping every curve and contour. The mirror reflected their image, their eyes locked in a gaze that seemed to hold all the secrets of the universe.

"You see her," Aro whispered, his voice barely above a whisper. "You see how beautiful and sexy she is. Every line and curve, every shadow and highlight, they all come together to create a work of art. A masterpiece that was sculpted by the hands of fate."

Y/n's heart was pounding in her chest as she listened to Aro's words. She felt exposed and vulnerable, yet there was an undeniable sense of power and allure that molten desire swirled within her. It was as if Aro was casting a spell upon her, transforming her.