Ace Attorney X Reader One Shots Vol. 2

Why Now? Part 3

A/N: Apparently, a lot of you wanted a part 3 and a lemon. I'm not judging, I'm just wondering what goes on in your heads. But I'll try my best. I apologize for any cringiness or weird moments in this chapter.

Your Pov:

I laid in my nest, the heat in my body hitting a near fever pitch. Nothing was helping me. Sebastian's jacket and the things he scented for me no longer worked. I wanted Sebastian, but father was keen on keeping him away. Aunt Franziska had just left the house, saying she was going to get some things for me while father was at work. I whimpered and groaned.

30 minutes later, I heard the front door open and close. Footsteps approached and my door opened. Aunt Franziska stepped inside, "Sebastian's waiting in the hall. The fool wants to be with you as much as you want to be with him." I nodded, "P-Please. I need him." She smiled.

"I won't tell you father. Just be safe."

She left the room and a few minutes later, I heard the front door open and close. There was a knock on my door, "(Y/n)? C-Can I come in?" I whimpered, "Y-Yes." He stepped into the room, his scent hitting me full force. He got into my nest with me, "A-Are you sure? Once we start, I..."

I nodded, "Yes. I'm sure Sebastian."

Lemon starts here!!!

I pulled him into a kiss, pushing my body flat against his. I shrugged his coat off, tangling my fingers in his hair. He let out a quiet growl, gently pushing me down into the nest. His hands gripped my top, pulling it over my head. He immediately kissed at my neck and chest, leaving hickeys behind. He paused to shrug off his shirt and pants before resuming.

I traced his torso as more whimpers escaped my lips. He removed my shorts, stopping as his hand grazed the hem of my underwear. I nodded, "H-Hurry Sebastian..." He quickly discarded the rest of our clothes and gripped at my hips. I threw my head back onto the pillows as the sensation hit me all at once. Another growl left him as he picked up speed.

I let out a loud moan, thankful that the house was empty. I felt him shift his hips and thrust. A gasp left my lips as he hit a sensitive spot. He continued roughly hitting that spot. I gripped his forearms, "A-Alpha!" He sat me up, helping me ride out my high. He tilted my head to the side, thrusting into me as he bit down on my neck. I let out a loud mewl, which is considered a compliment when marking. He licked away the blood.

He continued thrusting, not quite done yet. My instincts were shouting at me to tell him I wanted his pups, but I knew better. I could feel his knot, making my instincts go wild. I tried to catch my breath, "S-Sebastian! P-Please...I want...!" He shook his head, "I-I can't...! I'm...I'm-!" He pulled out, finishing on my stomach.

Lemon ended!!!

I laid there, panting. The pain of my heat had been filled significantly. I looked at Sebastian, "Come here, Sebastian." Without question, he did. I tilted his head to the side, "Time to return the favor." I traced the skin with my tongue before sinking my fangs into his neck. After a few seconds, I pulled away and cleaned up the blood. I smiled at him.

"There. You're mine and I'm yours."

We got re-dressed and I cleaned up my nest. I turned to Sebastian, "You should leave before my father gets here." Just as we left the closet, I heard the front door open and close. I looked at Sebastian, "The window! Hurry! He's probably already smelt you!" I heard the footsteps quickly approaching my door. I shoved Sebastian out the rest of the way and closed the window before bolting into my closet and laying in my nest.

The door opened, "(Y/n)! Where are you?" I spoke, "In my nest, father." He stepped into view, his nose crinkling at the scents, "Was Sebastian here? It smells like him and...sex..." I tensed. He stared at me, his eyes focused on something. That's when I realized.

I slapped a hand over my neck, quickly thinking of an excuse, "I hit my neck on my dresser." He frowned, "You are a horrible liar. As your father, I'm only concerned about you. Be honest, did you do what I think you did?" I hesitantly nodded, "Yes..." He sighed, "Did he...knot...you?" I shook my head, "No. We marked each other but that was it."

He looked relieved, "At least you were safe. Did you tell him that he'll have to  do the bond tradition with me?" I winced, "No. I forgot..."

The bond tradition is done between an omega's father and the omega's mate. The two engage in a fight to establish where they stand with their dominance. If the father approves, the mate gets his blessing. If the father disapproves, the mate must train their skills and try again.

I groaned, "He's so going to fail..."