Luciano X Reader (lemon)

Clearly no turning back

Fear overwhelms you as his ice cold blade presses against the ruddy skin on your neck. Glossy with sweat. The strong Italian behind you smirks wolfishly. "Bella, why are you so afraid..?" He laughs deeply in your ear making your (E/C) eyes widen. "I only get upset when Bella's misbehave..." You gasp in fear. A pathetic squeak escaping your lips. His toned stomach pressing against your trembling back. The feeling of the blades sharp surface ceases to exist as he pulls his hand away. He places his fingers under your chin and turns it gently. A smile splits his perfectly tanned face at how your little heart increased its beat. His Crimson glare meets your (E/C) one. Paralyzed by his eyes, goosebumps begin to form on your skin. He licks his lower lip. You feel his soft wine scented breath on your skin. "Well? You have nothing to say?" He growls slyly, clearly enjoying this moment. "Let's make this.. A bit more intimate..? Hmm~" his gloved hand wraps tightly around your waist as he swiftly turns you around. You open your mouth letting out a small gasp in surprise. His legs now dangling off the side of the bed as each one of your own are on either side of his belted hips. His hand lowers to his trusted knife to take it into his hand. He smirks. Pressing his silver blade to his lips. "Now bella..." He turns the blade and licks the sharpness to the tip. "If you decide not to behave for me..." With one quick flick of the wrist, he has the tip pressed against the skin just above your thin collarbone. "This will end badly~" Laughing hoarsely, he flicks the blade. The sharp tip earning the first bloodshed. The warm wetness runs down your collarbone and seeps into your (F/C) shirt. You wince at the sharp pain. Shutting your eyes tightly, letting salty tears slide down your flushed cheeks. He laughs coyly at your reaction. His gloved fingers snake up your trembling arms and grip tightly to your shoulders as he turns his body. Your back suddenly presses to the soft surface of the bed. He leans down slowly. His lip crash into yours making your eyes widen. "Your fucking.. Sick..." You manage to stammer. Sickened by the idea of his response to your harsh words. His eyebrow twitches as he leans back to see your scared face. He licks his top lip, clearing it off from
saliva. "I don't think your in a position to be saying these statements bella.." He chuckled darkly unfazed by your pathetic insult. Your breath catches in your throat. Luciano's gloved thumb is suddenly pressed against your throat, pressing aggressively. "I suggest you hold back that sharp tongue of yours.." He leans down slowly. His white teeth bite gently on your sweaty neck. The feeling overwhelms you. A soft groan escapes your throat. A smirk curls on the Italians lips. "That's what I like to here.." His lips feather across your chin, then your lips. His eyebrows were relaxed as his lazy eyes look into yours. You gaze back. Knowing if you resist at all. It may very well be the last thing you do. You open your lips partially. You lean forward, and nibble his lip gently. He grins. "That's a good bella..." He praises darkly. He slipped his tongue inside your wet cavern, making you whine in pure shame. His slimy muscle begins to greedily explore your mouth, every corner with exceptional skill. His fingers make their way to your (H/C) hair. It sticks to the back of your neck and forehead from sweating. A thin wire of drool hung between your lips as he broke the kiss. Breaking when Luciano licks his lip. You feel his gloved hands leave your hair and run down your chest and around your tender breasts. You squeak in pain. "Does this hurt you bella...?" As he finishes his sarcastic question, he squeezes tightly. Your back arching at the pain. "Yes.." Your answer through clenched teeth. He hums with pleasure at the sight of you. "Sit up for me bella.." He commands. Terrified of his reaction of you defied him, you listen. You slowly sit up. His knees press firmly against mattress on both sides of your legs. His hardening middle pressed against your chest making your entire body shudder in both fear and curiosity. His hands play with the hem of your shirt before he pulls it over your head. Exposing your (F/C) bra. His eyes examine your body as a hungry predator does. He drops your shirt on the ground. He reaches around your back slowly. Then unclasps your bra letting it fall. Exposing your perky breasts. Marveled at the sight of your bare chest. He grabs your bra and tosses it behind himself and onto the cold, dusty floor. You watch his expression. Fear begins to rise in you. Unsure of what to do. You do the only thing you know the strong man upon you will allow. Your shaky hands lift catching his attention. He watches them intently as they grip the bronze clasp of his leather belt. Slipping your finger under the thin piece of leather, you pull the belt undone. You flinch at the feeling of his fingers running through your hair as praise. Sickening. Why are you doing this? No more than ten minutes ago, all you wanted to do was run. Clearly no turning back now. Slowly, you begin to unclasp the button on his dark brown uniform. His palm presses against your shoulder, telling you to lay back down. You obey is action willingly. His hands slip down the front of your pants. His thumbs slip between your hip and the hem of your pants. He yanks on your pants, tearing them off eagerly. You grunt in both pain and pleasure. Your soaked (F/C) panties exposed to his hungry eyes. You reach up to grab his tie. Your now calm hands wrap around the thin fabric and yank hard. His crimson eyes widen as his face is pulled to yours. "Hold on bella.. I need to take off mine as well.." His hand lift to his shirt, abandoning the pants now around your knees. At every popped button, butterflies flutter in your stomach. Anxiety and arousal fill your mind. When the last button was gone, his shirt hangs off his shoulders. His slender shoulders and chest were perfectly proportionate to his toned, flat stomach. His skin so flawless. He slips his shirt and tie off and throws them aside. Your eyes widen at the sight. Chuckling at your reaction, Luciano kicks off his combat boots onto the floor with a loud thud. He begins to pulls his trousers down, taking his boxers down with them. Blood rushes to your hot cheeks. You close your eyes.. But then can't help but to open them to see the erect shaft between his legs. Unexpectedly large for a man with as slender of a body as he has. He then pulls your pants off with ease. He leans closer to you. His swollen manhood running against your inner thigh causing it to twitch at the feather-like feeling. Licking his lips as a starving predator, he placed a hand on each of your soft legs, spreading them apart. You moan softly. Your moans pick up again at the feeling of his members head poking your warm core. "Aaahh~!" A jolt of pleasure is sent through you. Your legs begin to tense. Unaware of his next actions. He then, with one swift movement, buck his hips. A piercing scream tore from your throat as his his hard erection penetrated deep inside of you. Forcing your inexperienced walls to open. He groans loudly as his length constricts inside your tight core. His hips move back and forth in a rhythmic motion. With each thrust, your walls become used to the idea of having his member force it's way in. Creating an unbearable feeling causing you to yelp in delight. "L-Luciano..." Your yelling soon turns into a deep groan. "Mmmh~!" Was all your small voice could utter. Your legs wrap tightly around your now lovers waist. No longer did you see him as an enemy. His thrusting becomes more forceful at a quicker rate. Your nails dig into his tan back making him grunt. "E-easy there bella.." He pants into your ear. Your cheeks suddenly go flush. "S-sorry." Your apology trails off into another moan. Your back arches at the building feeling in your core. You were just at your limit. Trying to hold on for as long as you could. The two of you both were. You press your head against the pillows as a thin trail of saliva runs down your chin. "Harder~!" The tables were suddenly turned as he obeys your loud desire. "A-ahh~" Luciano hardly uttering any noise besides an occasional groan. After only a few ore seconds he gave one last solid push before filling your womanhood with sperm as he cummed hard within you.
In exhaustion, he pulls out and falls besides you. You both lie there motionless as you pant like dogs.a low chuckle sounds next to you making your gaze fall to his slender naked body lying next to you. Inhaling and exhaling loudly.. He looks over to you then turns. His arm wraps around your bare chest, pulling you into his own. "Good night my bella.. Until morning wakes us both from slumber.." His voice trails off leaving me in silence. Pondering about the last moments. How could you have let this happen? He isn't your lover. He's a rapist. But you let him invade you anyways. You shut your eyes tightly as the sound of your steady breathing in sync with his, puts you into a well needed rest...