The Arcana Oneshots

Lucio x Dom. Male (Reader?)

("Fuck you, goatman! I'M on your bridge now!" I watch a lot of Buzzfeed Unsolved sorry)

Also, I add different names for every character bc I dont like M/N and Y/N, it just sounds weird to me :3

"Fuck you, goatman!" You yelled angrily at the stupid count. The asshole, the absolute dickhead thought it would be funny to raise taxes again.
Again.
And you could barely speak from anger, but you managed to spit one thing at him.
"Fuck you!"
Lucio sneered at you.
"Come do it yourself, you coward."
You stopped abruptly.
This damn bastard always knows how to get on my nerves.
But it was just the game you played.
"Fine." You strode right over to Lucio himself and shoved him against the wall, leaning over him, grateful for the extra three inches you had on him. He stared up at you in surprise, but immediately masked it with a glare.
But you saw his widened eyes and vulnerable expression, if only for just a moment.
"Like this?" You grinned down at him before crushing your lips against his.
To your dismay, he didn't display any resistance and even slipped his hands around your waist. Honestly you kinda hoped he had tried to push you away...
Suddenly he brought his knee up to hit you in the crotch, but you quickly anticipated this and slid out of the way, pulling back from Lucio and using your foot to bump his knee over, tripping him. He landed on his back and you immediately straddled him, pinning his arms above his head. Then, to add emphasis that you were the one in power this time, you thrust your hips against the count's.
He held in a gasp and glared up at you, defeated.
"I win," you smirked.
"So you do. Interesting," he muttered, sneering up at you.
You leaned down and pressed your lips against his again, forcing his mouth open and sliding your tongue in.
He let out the smallest of moans as you thrust against him again (and you heard him, although he tried to be quiet), and this encouraged you, so you grasped both of his hands in one and trailed your other hand under his shirt, pressing your fingers against his skin.
Sensing no more resistance from the count, you released his hands and used your now free arm to grab one of his legs and pull it over your hips, bringing the two of you flush together. Lucio, not expecting the increase in pressure, moaned involuntarily- and loudly, too.
Thankful for the darkness of the room, you chuckle and push your tongue further into his mouth. Lucio wrapped his arms around your neck, entangling his real hand in your hair.
Growing more impatient, you begin a rhythm, thrusting against his crotch with more agression. Lucio lets loose a string of uncontrolled moans, unable to hold in his eagerness any longer. He started rutting against you, desperate for more.
"Aah!! Spade-- ngh-- a-aahh--!!"
"There you go..." you muttered as you broke away and started planting kisses on his neck.
Having Lucio under you like this was a privilege. No one else was ever this lucky.
"Spade--" Lucio no longer cared about his volume. "Hah- harder--"
"Hm?" You breathe against his skin. "Did you say something?"
It was a privilege. Only you could reduce Lucio to such a state, to where he was so desperate and impatient he would throw away his dignity to beg for you.
"Uhn-- Spade..." Lucio pleaded, already wrecked. "I want you... I- ahh-!! I w-want you to fuck me..."
"How badly?" You whisper, unzipping his pants.
"S-so badly..." Lucio gripped onto you as you slipped your hand into his pants and slowly rubbed against his crotch. "H-hurry up-- ngh~!!"
"Patience..." you chide, smirking, knowing patience was not a personality trait Lucio possessed.
He growled at you.
You pushed the count's undergarments down, following your own. Then, crushing your lips against his again, you slid in with surprising ease, being that you didn't prep at all first.
Lucio gasped and tightened his grip, digging into your back. "Ugh- shit-!!"
He didn't seem to be bothered by the pain if he had any, the masochist.
His back arched slightly as you pulled out and rammed back in, building up a steady pace.
"Nn- Spade... go faster...!"
You bit down on his neck harshly in retaliation, a sharp gasp escaping the count's lips. "F-fuck--"
You began to thrust into him, faster, faster, Lucio's moans becoming louder the harder you pounded into him.
"Nnh- Spade-! Spade! Hah... dammit- Spa- aaahh!!"
Faster still, you searched for that damned spot that would make Lucio scream for you.
It didn't take long for Lucio to helplessly cry out your name when you found it, and you angled up to abuse that spot relentlessly.
As Lucio's volume grew, you almost reminded him there were servants nearby. Almost.
His arms began to tremble as he used you to hold himself up, desperately pushing and rutting his hips against yours. You groaned as warmth pooled in your gut, threatening to release into the male beneath you.
Lucio came first, your name falling broken from his lips along with countless moans and obscenities. You thrust a couple more times to ride out your orgasm with a low moan, and then pulled out.
Once Lucio's breathing became steady again you pressed your mouth to his. He relaxed against your grip and you pulled away just enough to look at him.
Slowly, you realized his eyes were glazed over and he was staring at you with hunger still in his eyes.
Before he could make a snide remark, though, you leaned down and breathed in his ear, "How many times do you think I can make you cum tonight?"
Lucio's breath hitched for just a second before he gripped your hair and pulled you down for another, rougher, kiss.
You smirk at how able you were at reducing this powerful, authoritative figure to such a wreck. It really was a privilege.
And you had all night to prove it.