Warnings: Rough, fem reader, fighting, war general Lilia. Choking, biting, slap on the ass once or twice (I think), restraints, fingering, finger sucking, degradation (slut, whore etc), praise, calling him Sir.
Request: Yes.
Words: 1,741 words.

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Lilia could feel your pulse thrumming violently under his fingers as he choked you out, watching the way your eyes rolled back and showed the whites at him.

His fangs glistened with spit, hips snapping up to spear his cock back into you and drag out those irresistible mewls flowing from your lips like water. His tongue flicked out to collect the tears dripping from your lashes and down your cheeks.

He'd make you regret every fucking word that had ever fallen from those pathetic lips of yours.

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"You never act like my feelings are valid!"

Your words fell on deaf ears as Lilia walked away from you, long hair swaying behind him from his strong stride. You knew he heard you though, his jaw was tense, like he was three seconds away from tearing out your jugular and watching your blood ink the floor under you.

The sword jutting from his hip was a clear reminder of the damage he could do. The damage he has done.

"Lower your voice, human."

In truth, you weren't fully human. Rather a half fae but he stubbornly refused to acknowledge the fae part of you.

To Lilia Vanrouge, you were human.

"I will not lower my voi- mmmph!"

His gloved hand clamped shut over your mouth and in a matter of seconds you were pinned between him and the wall, forced to stare up into the eyes that pierced through your skull and were filled with carnage.

"You will listen to your superior." He commanded you, his hand moving to harshly pinch your cheeks in and force your mouth to open slightly. Lilia stared down at you as if you were a bug he would crush under those heeled boots of his. And he'd probably enjoy it too.

Lilia snarled as you bit down on his hand, teeth sinking into his gloves and leaving little indents he would've laughed at and called "cute" had his blood not been boiling over.

"I never should've gotten with a.. A-"

"A what?"

He snapped at you, daring you to even finish those foolish words that were about to tumble from your lips like rocks and carve into his solid heart.

You weren't backing down.

"A foolish, brutish, appalling, man like yourself! I don't even know what I saw in a killer like yourself! I should've never gotten together with you!"

A hard shove against his chest had him stepping back as if to let you go. Your words were a dagger sinking into his skin like smoldering hot iron. Lilia's hand gripped your wrist with the intent to crush the bones in your arm as he slammed you back against the wall, fangs prickling against the skin of your neck.

A small sense of satisfaction rolled over him in a tingle at feeling his darling's body freezing up against his.

"You will listen to me."

His breath fanned over your ear as he spoke into it slowly, his hand wrapped around your throat and squeezed as he pulled back.

"Say it."

Lilia felt your heartbeat speed up against his thumb as it rubbed over your pulse point. Your eyes lifted, boring into his and lips curling back into a sneer.

"You're a sick fuck."

You spat in his face.

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"Ahh n-no can't do it-!"

The mewled gasp fell from your lips as his fingers mapped out your most intimate places. You tugged back on your restraints, wrapped around your wrists and pinning you back in place against the headboard of the bed. Lilia peered up at you with those dangerous ruby eyes, before looking back down at the mess you were making out of his fingers.

"You can handle one more finger," He pressed a third against your entrance. "I know you can."

Lilia's fingers scissored, stretching you out and curling up against your spongy walls. He felt you squeeze and throb around him, and looked up as he rubbed up against your g-spot, leaving you so close to tumbling over the edge of ecstasy.

He’d been doing this for hours; building you up but not letting you finish. Your essence soaked his hand and dripped down onto the bed sheets underneath you in wet webs. Lilia held down against your hip, stopping you forcefully from bucking up into you.

“Lilia, please!”

You cried out in a beg, gyrating the best you could on his slender digits. And then he pulled away. He held up and spread apart his middle and pointer finger, letting you watch the shiny strings of your arousal drip from his fingers before Lilia moved and pressed them up against your lips.

You didn’t fight against it, plush lips parting and allowing him to press his fingers into your mouth. And he watched in amusement as your tongue swirled and trailed along them, sucking.

“That’s my good girl.” He praised, watching a shudder shoot down your body and the noise of surprise reverberate through your throat.

He cocked an eyebrow, “Oh? Did you like that?” He muttered, pressing down hard against your tongue to have you gagging around his fingers before pulling away. You didn't know what he had in store for you, or if he’d even leave you with the satisfaction of orgasming.

“Head down ass up.”

He commanded, cutting the ropes restraining you and leaving you to scramble, sliding yourself into position. He shoved your head down into the fluffy pillows, and you could hear the sound of his belt clicking as he pulled it off and unbuttoned his pants. His hand smacked down on your left ass cheek as he caught you peeking back at him.

“Head down.” He snapped firmly, hand soothing over the blemishing skin of your butt. He watched with stern eyes as you faced forwards again. “See, that wasn’t hard now was it?”

Lilia clicked his tongue, reaching down to run his fingers through your dripping slit. His cock twitched as the sight of you, bent over and soaking wet for him.

Grabbing onto your hips Lilia lined his leaking dick up with you and pushed in with a snap of his hips. And then he stilled himself, watching in amusement as the way you wriggled and whined under him like a fucking slut.

His fingers tangled into your hair and forced your head back, his lips against your ear as he leaned into you.

“Are you going to disregard my orders ever again?”

His voice was deep and thick with partial annoyance. It was voiced in a murky throat that had you shaking your head quickly.

“Use your words.” He scowled, pulling your head back further until a stinging tingle spread across your scalp at his grip. You bit back a groan.

“N-No.”

“No, what?”

“No sir!” You cried out, making him finally release the death grip he had on your silky locks. Your head fell forwards and he pulled out of you until the tip of his cock only remained, before pistoning himself back into you with fluid movements. Lilia sighed out at the feeling of your gummy walls squeezing and trying to milk him for all of his worth, and his hand soothed across the small of your back as he drove into you with fast thrusts.

Your moans and cries where muffled into the pillow your face was buried in as Lilia fucked you throughly. He was rough as he used your cunt, his groans low and deep enough to make you shiver.

“S-So fucking tight around me.. You wanted this didn’t you, fucking whore.”

He hissed out, feeling your walls pulse and throb around him at the insulting name. “Oh you like that huh? Like being called my whore?” Lilia pushed, hearing you moan out and shake your head.

“No? Then why are you squeezing me every time I call you a whore?”

He pulled your head back by the hair again, mouthing at your neck and leaving soft love bites. “Don’t you dare fucking lie to me. I know you, love.” He snarled, fucking you even harder. The loud moan you let out made him shiver, your legs shaking.

“Are you going to cum already?” He growled out, feeling you tighten up around him. He reached around, rolling sloppy circles around your puffy pulsing clit until you came around him. Lilia fucked you through your orgasm, peppering soft kisses across your back, unlike the bruises his hands where leaving on your hips from how hard he was holding onto you.

He watched your eyes go hazy as you gasped and shivered. Lilia pulled out, flipping you onto your back and grabbing your leg, throwing it up over his shoulder and pressing his leaking cock back into you.

He continued nipping at your collarbone and the tops of your breasts,your body jolting against the bed at the power of his thrusts. Your hands flew up and gripped onto his shoulders and he turned his head, pressing a sloppy kiss onto the inside of your wrist.

"That's right," He groaned out, "Get fucking drunk off my cock."

You could feel him nearing his end, cock twitching inside of your gummy walls that hugged him close and pulsing with need. Lilia wrapped a hand around your throat, slowing applying pressure and cutting off your oxygen supply, feeling you clamp down around him again with a wail of pleasure.

"Don't fucking move." He hissed out through gritted teeth, fucking himself further into you and shuttering to a stop, thick ropes of cum shooting inside of you. He reached down, rolling his thumb across your clit again and applying gentle pressure until you were climaxing around him again.

Lilia pulled out, sighing softly while the both of you came down from your highs. He watched your eyes close tiredly and huffed out, wrapping his arms under your thighs and pulling you back against him.

"Lilia-"

"Oh no no." He cut you off with a chuckle. "We aren't done until I say we're done." A soft kiss was pressed against one of the many bite marks on your throat, his hands caressing across your hips and up your stomach.

"I'm going to make you regret every word you said to me." He promised you.