Luigi X Bowser Ao3 Novels & Stories

Taking his hand, I pull it away from his lips and push him onto his back before I straddle him. Lucifer lies beneath me looking like the gorgeous god he is, his broad chest and carved muscles on full display. Feeling playful, I glide my hands up and down his sinewy muscles and grind my center against his swollen groin. He lets me pet him for a couple of minutes before he slides his fingers through my loose hair and pulls my head down to his. “You need to stop petting me. I’m not a bloody cat.” I give him a wry smile and grind my groin harder against his. “But I so enjoy petting you, baby.”

They could have just easily used the scanning machine but the lady that was in charge that evening wanted to make an example out of me which wasn't fair because I didn't show her that I thought that I was much more better than her I was an actual fact really humble and I was in the state because my daughter was in hospital and I wasn't allowed to see her because they thought that I was on her dad at her there when it wasn't the truth. Luigi likes to indulge more specifically when he is at dinner. He makes it a point to drink alcoholic wine. I don't know why he was drinking non-alcoholic wine because he wasn't pregnant. I like Michelangelo who always practiced self-restraint. Luigi always ind

But being forced into a marriage with him wasn't what either of us wanted. “If you mate with Eliana, you will be my son-in-law. You will be expected to support me when I need it, and not intervene in my deals. We would look after each other's best interests, in all ways,” Luigi said slowly, as if mulling over the terms of the contract. “Would that be palatable?” Without a single word, Luca moved behind me and moved my plaited hair to reveal my shoulder. In one swift move, he sunk his teeth into my shoulder, his tongue caressing my skin to seal the wound.

“In return, this stays between us.” I clenched my jaw, ignoring the way my stomach twisted. Bastard. Victoria sighed dramatically, taking another sip of wine. “Honestly, I’m a little disappointed,” she drawled. “I was looking forward to watching Luigi shit himself the second Tristan found out he tried to slit his boyfriend’s throat.” Luigi bristled. “He’s a fucking gay boy, not God.” “That’s the problem,” she said, downing her cup. “He’s the devil. I know you just came back after many years,” she poked his chest, “but don’t mess with him.”

- Luigi's POV - "Stop playing with her feelings..." I told him when I smelled the scent lingering around his body. He looked at me with his ruthless eyes, trying to prove something. His look said that I had chosen the wrong word to throw. His jaw clenched too. I could only stare at him with the same intensity, angered by the fact that they were together earlier. "You are the one playing, Luigi. Stop accusing me of something that you are good at," he said with full authority. Every word of his screamed the authority between us as if he was belittling me and my abilities.

Lucas growled softly beside me, but I raised a hand, stopping him. Mario’s chest heaved “I was rejected for Beta… and now rejected by my mate.” His gaze dropped to my sister, filled with something dark, possessive and twisted. My instincts screamed, something was wrong, very wrong. Mario’s claws elongated slowly, sliding out like blades from his fingertips. I stiffened. Lucas… be ready, I repeated, sharper this time. Lucas nodded once. I see it.

she admitted. A smile crept across his face as he moved closer, his imposing presence making her instinctively step back, gripping the edge of the table for support. "Are you underestimating me or something?" he questioned, his proximity causing her to retreat further, averting her gaze. His grip on her chin compelled her to meet his intense eyes as she asked, "Why did you act that way in the dragon's chamber? Why did you torment me there?" Lucifer's response was direct, lacking hesitation. "I thought you wouldn't ask. I was merely showing you a glimpse of what I'm capable of if I catch you showing any attachment or leaping toward that human," he admitted with a grin.

Alex chuckled, closing the distance between them and embracing her gently. Feeling an urgent sense of curiosity and respect, I couldn't help but rise to my feet, bowing my head slightly out of reverence. It was at that moment that I realised I wasn't just standing before an ordinary werewolf; I was facing the Beta of the pack, someone I had never seen before. "Who is she?" I heard Alex inquire, but before I could raise my gaze to introduce myself, Lucious interjected, stealing the words right from my lips. "She is my mate, my bride to be, Alex!" Lucious announced with a tone that hinted at a past battle between them, revealing a situation I had yet to fully understand.

Blaine Luigi has been my schoolgirl crush for years. Massimo grunts. "True, but, if word gets out." He shakes his head. "I mean, Luca saw the two of you kissing." Heat flares in my cheeks as I feel so damn thankful that's all he saw. The things he could have seen are far fucking worse. "Not to mention, Luigi is renowned for being a sadistic son of a bitch." Massimo looks at me for a few beats before shaking his head. "It's hard to believe my baby sister is even sleeping with anyone, let alone a sadist."

“You’re really fucking stupid, aren’t you? What’s the difference between telling me and telling Luigi? He’s mine. Not like you, you weak little pussy.” I spit in his face, watching as it drips down his cheek. His smirk falters, just for a second. I turn to Luigi, wiping my hand on my coat like I’ve touched something filthy. “Get the words out of him. I don’t care how you do it. I want every fucking detail.” Luigi nods sharply. “Consider it done.”