Your Faithless Love's The Only Hoax I Believe In

Day 3: Fire

Not everyone can attend the Covey holidays, especially outsiders, but Snow should thank the stars, that he was chosen by the girl, leading the group! Although, he is not particularly interested in the culture. He wondered under “what pretext Lucy Gray would agree to step away from the crowd a little, so, that he would not have to control himself and pretend, that he was interested in anyone other than Baird?”

Just in case, I'll give an explanation:

dæmon <<<>>> owner

Lucy Gray - mockingjay

Coriolanus Snow - “golden” Javanese macaque

Clark Carmine - falcon

Maud Ivory - squirrel (while shapeshifting)

Barb Azure - eagle

Tam Amber - seagull

Children in most "Eastern+" cultures can't wear red. Even though Lucy Gray’s dæmon had a permanent form for a long time, she in the picture is already 18 years old. Yes, it's AU, and yes, because "I fight demons" and need them to be the same age or at least in the "18yo--20yo" state

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Where the Wild Roses Grow - Nick Cave and the Bad Seeds

For prompt 2 of the Snowbaird Valentine event: Roses @snowbaird-events

2024 Snowbaird Secret Santa Masterlist

Welcome to the masterlist for the 2024 Snowbaird Secret Santa event! Below, all gifts are listed with links by genre: fic, art or edit.

Enjoy perusing!

FANFICTION

The Things We Do to Survive by SunField_Antique Synopsis: "Who's the third?" Coriolanus and Lucy Gray talk it out in the cabin... and make a plan to keep everyone safe. Rating: Teen and Up Word Count: 3, 292 Type: Multi-Chap [2 chapters]

The Songbird and her Brute by thebrokenroads Synopsis: She loved Coriolanus, she knew that to be true the moment she could have escaped the Hunger Games and instead rescued him. Her foolish love reinforced itself to her when she scrambled around with a peacekeeper in the arena’s rubble to try and keep that rose engraved compact from getting into the wrong hands. Unfortunately, she loved him. She accepted it. She just didn’t trust him. Despite the adrenaline and her instinct to run, she stayed. Rating: Mature Word Count: 4,964 Type: One-shot

Little paradise by MitsukiSirya Synopsis: "You're the best thing that ever happened to me, Lucy Gray," Coriolanus finally answered her, staring into her eyes and continuing to caress her "I don't know what my life would be like if I hadn't met you. I don't even want to think about it." Rating: Teen and Up Word Count: 3,629 Type: One-shot

Here We Come A-Caroling by Carnival_Sleeper Synopsis: Tigris convinces Coriolanus to go Christmas caroling with her on a blistery, winter night. He hates every minute of it until one of the carolers surprises him with her beautiful voice. A modern AU, cozy Christmas fic. Rating: Teen and Up Word Count: 8,328 Type: One-shot

Bloody Roses and Guitar Strings by Songbird_Love Synopsis: This in an AU where Lucy Gray Baird is Coriolanus’s mentor. Coriolanus was a capital citizen before the war. However, his father was convicted of being apart of the rebel plan. As punishment, his whole family was banished to the lowest of the districts. Lucy Gray has to decide if she should do what’s right morally or if she should follow the rules, even if that meant letting the boy she’d married on the playground when they were kids fend for himself. Rating: Teen and Up Word Count: 3,853 Type: One-shot

To Glory At the End by FrostedGemstones22 Synopsis: The only reason Coriolanus would willingly spend time at Hogwarts is to win the Tri-Wizard Tournament as Durmstrang's rightful champion. He didn't think the competition would be anything to worry about. Enter Lucy Gray. Rating: Teen and Up Word Count: 11,785 Type: One-shot

so says the stars by TumblingBackpacks Synopsis: coriolanus is so down bad for lucy gray and becomes a better person. also sejanus lives and everything is happy. Rating: Teen and Up Word Count: 2,409 Type: One-shot

like falling stars by lysanderwarrior Synopsis: The red thread connecting the two of them — the one Coriolanus can't even see — ends up being the thing that saves him. Rating: Teen and Up Word Count: 2,470 Type: One-shot

The strings that bind by BooksandLighters Synopsis: Lucy Gray Baird and Coriolanus Snow are soulmates who seem to only be destined to meet in their dreams. Or so they thought. Rating: Mature Word Count: 5,357 Type: Multi-Chap [3 chapters]

you're my wish list by little baird Synopsis: Lucy Gray knows exactly what she's doing during a work Christmas party and Coriolanus can't resist. Rating: Explicit Word Count: 4,959 Type: One-shot

Meet You On the Other Side by Prix Synopsis: A little honesty and communication goes a long way. Rating: Teen and Up Word Count: 4,723 Type: One-shot

To Seduce a Pirate by backtothestart02 Synopsis: Coriolanus is a pirate taught mermaids are only out to kill anyone at sea. Lucy Gray is a mermaid who was taught no pirate ever deserved to live. What happens when they cross paths with murder and seduction in their wake? Rating: Mature Word Count: 12,914 Type: Multi-Chap [8 chapters]

But awake at night, I'll be singing to the birds by ACPaula Synopsis: a moment shared between Lucy Gray and Coriolanus Snow in the roof garden. Rating: Explicit Word Count: 2,488 Type: One-shot

Pure as the Driven Snow by TheStarlightForge Synopsis: Still recovering from the trauma of the Games, his childhood in the Capitol and time in the Peacekeepers, Coriolanus Snow prepares for his wedding to Lucy Gray Baird—just shy of five years after the birth of their son, and their secret return to District Twelve. Rating: Teen and Up Word Count: 1,941 Type: One-shot(ish - part of a larger series)

Brewed Affections by starrrywrites Synopsis: Part-time barista Lucy Gray sees cute Academy student Coriolanus Snow. Said cute boy asks for her phone number. Rating: General Word Count: 1,492 Type: One-shot

Baby Fever by backtothestart02 Synopsis: Capitol!AU - Lucy Gray wants her husband morning, noon and night, whether he has the energy or not. Rating: Mature Word Count: 1,440 Type: One-shot

ART

A Dance with the Victor by Jazzydemons666

Untitled by jeida-chi

Untitled Moodboards by meekxo

EDIT

Born to Die by stolentragedies

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For prompt 2 Snowbaird Valentine event: rose

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in this case bed of roses

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Day 1: Domesticity

Sometimes all you need is a little good wine, a few compliments and a solid feeling that at least someone in the whole world genuinely cares about you

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The first run of the Smut week will start in three days!!!

For those who need a reminder, here are the prompts!

Day 1 - June 16 : virginity

Day 2 - June 17: hickeys/marking

Day 3 - June 18: bondage

Day 4 - June 19: exhibitionism

Day 5 - June 20: breeding

Day 6 - June 21: mirrors

Day 7 - June 22: outdoors sex

Happy Valentine's Day - 1/1 | snowbaird fanfiction

A/N: For Day 1 of the @snowbaird-events Valentine's Day/Week Event. Domesticity. Hope you all enjoy!

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Synopsis: Capitol!AU - Coriolanus and Lucy Gray celebrate Valentine's Day at home.

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The year of his first campaign, Valentine’s Day fell on a Saturday. He spent the entire week before it trying to convince his campaign manager that he needed the entire day off. The blank look he got in response that Monday told him it would be a week-long of convincing.

Valentine’s Day wasn’t a recognized holiday in the Capitol, but it was highly recognized in the districts, particularly in District 12 where Lucy Gray, his wife, was from. It had taken him a minute to accept it when she’d first explained the holiday to him, mostly because he hadn’t seen the point on being extra romantic on one day when he wanted to be romantic with her every day.

Her shutting down and becoming distant as a result was an instant eye opener for him, and he immediately did everything he could to make the day special for her. Her cousins informing him that Billy Taupe, her ex, hadn’t taken the holiday seriously either made him even more determined to do the opposite. He never wanted her having flashbacks to her ex when she was with him, never wanted her wondering if all men were the same, including the one she was with.

“Was it hard getting off today?” she asked, sliding her fork with a chunk of meat on it past her supple lips.

He shrugged.

“Nah, they understood.”

He sipped his wine.

He’d prepared a romantic dinner for the two of them. He’d also obtained a Tigris-approved Lucy Gray-esque dress for his beloved wife that he hoped she would like. He had it tucked away in his office closet and planned on making a beeline for it as soon as they finished dinner.

Lucy Gray held back a snort by some miracle. She could always tell when her husband was lying. Still, she supposed a little white lie for the sake of the holiday could be accepted.

“Food is good,” she said, swallowing the last bite off her plate sometime later.

He smirked when he saw her gaze darting to his lips.

“More to come on that front,” he confided.

“Dessert?” she asked, surprised.

He scoffed.

“You’re shocked? You know I always go all out for you, Lucy Gray.”

A warm, fuzzy feeling swept across her cheeks, making her heart flip in her chest.

Oh, she loved this man.

“What is it?” she asked, folding her hands beneath her chin.

“A surprise.” He winked, and then she did snort.

It was so unladylike of her, but then she never was one to be overly concerned by appearances, especially in front of Coriolanus. The stage was maybe an exception.

“You want it now?” he asked, when she leaned back in her chair, silverware abandoned.

He was clearly eager to show off for her, but she shook her head.

“Are you feeling okay?” He frowned.

Enter protective Coriolanus.

“I’m fine,” she assured him, knowing where his head was at, especially with her hands resting atop the barely there baby bump that had been growing at the pace of a snail over the last two months. “Just full.”

He nodded, accepting that fact. He had put a lot on her plate. But then she was eating for two these days.

Their second child. Their first blonde baby was three. She was staying with Tigris tonight, so they could have the evening to themselves.

“I have something for you,” he said.

She raised an eyebrow and reached for the fruity juice sitting next to her plate.

“What is it?” she asked.

He looked at her mischievously.

“Uh-oh.”

He laughed, a silly smile stretching across his face that gave her goosebumps.

“I’ll be right back.”

He stood up, circled the table to press a kiss to her forehead, then took off for his office.

“Hurry back!” she called, watching his behind with anticipation until he disappeared up the stairs.

When he returned, he was startled to see her having cleared the table and was setting the dishes near the sink in the adjoining kitchen. He set the large dress box on the cleared table and encircled her waist with his arms, dropping his chin on her left shoulder.

“What is my beautiful, pregnant wife doing?” he murmured against her neck.

She tried not to let his teasing breath affect her, but it was impossible. She was so easily aroused these days. Still, she managed to just let an easy smile slip out of her.

“Your beautiful, pregnant wife is putting away the dishes.”

He frowned.

“We have maids for that.”

“I told them they could have an off day today,” she informed him.

His frown deepened.

“Why would you do that?” He nuzzled her neck, giving her more delicious chills and finally brace her hands on the counter after releasing the dishes.

“So we could be alone,” she whispered.

He smirked, and she felt it all the way down to her toes. She turned in his arms and draped her arms around his neck, pulling him in for a kiss as she twirled her fingers in his luscious blonde curls. Soft moans passed between them, and she could feel the start of his erection as he pressed her up against the sink counter.

“Coriolanus,” she purred, and he grunted. “What’s in the box?”

He couldn’t suppress the sigh that slipped out. She was such a tease.

“Come see for yourself,” he said instead of complaining. He was excited to see her reaction to the gift after all. And they had the whole night for other activities.

Offering her his hand, which she took, he guided her back to the table and watched with rapt attention as she untied the large bow and lifted the box lid before setting it to the side.

She gasped.

So many colors, she thought.

Lifting the dress out of the box, she saw how it could be cinched in the middle with a satin ribbon or left open for when her baby bump turning into a baby belly.

“Tigris?” she asked, eyebrow raised.

“Hey, I picked it out,” he said, needing to get credit somewhere.

She waited.

“But I took Tigris with me to get her approval, yes.”

Lucy Gray giggled and held the dress to her and spun around on her toes.

“It’s beautiful.”

He grinned, dazzled by the sight of her overjoyed.

“Can I try it on now?”

“Sure.”

She licked her lips and set the dress back in the box. Then she went up to him and turned her back to him, dragging her long locks over the front of her shoulder where his head had just been perched.

“Help me undress?”

He sucked in a breath but nodded, unbuttoning the back of her dress slowly and slipping the sleeves down her arms from behind. The temptation to unhook her bra was almost overwhelming him, but somehow, he resisted. He got the dress down to her hips, and then she stepped away from him to push it down her legs and stay out of it.

Her heart was pounding in her ears. She couldn’t believe after five years with this man, he still made her heart race, still gave her goosebumps, still made her shiver with desire.

It took an effort to slip out of the dress, leaving it in a puddle on the floor as she reached for the other dress, which, given its design, did not require any assistance. Even the ribbon tied into a bow at the side that she was able to manage.

Flouncing back to him, she tossed her silky strands across her back again, just a few curls tucked behind her ears.

“What do you think?” she asked.

“Tigris did a good job,” he managed through his teeth, instead of crying about how horny he was.

“Oh, suddenly you don’t want credit.”

She smirked, walking slowly over to him. She tipped her chin up and slipped her arms around his waist.

“Kiss me,” she requested.

He groaned but glided his hands up her backside until they were cupping her jaw, thumbs caressing her cheeks.

“If I kiss you, I might not be able to stop.”

“Fine by me.”

Her eyelashes fluttered as her eyes closed.

He didn’t need any more invitation. Leaning down, he pressed his lips to hers.

“More,” she whispered breathily.

He grunted and gripped her face tighter as he deepened the kiss, slipping his tongue into her hot, waiting mouth.

Shivers erupted all over her body, her nails digging into the waistline on his back, struggling to pull his shirt free of his pants. Finally, he released one side of her face to assist her in pulling his shirt free.

“Couch. Now,” she panted, yanking her mouth free.

He released her to pick her up behind her back and the back of her knees. Then, he carried over to the couch one room over and laid her down gently on the soft cushions.

She looked around, sinking into the couch.

“Isn’t this where…?”

“We conceived baby number two?” he finished her sentence, smiling cheekily.

Her lips parted as their eyes met, and she drew the skirt of her new dress up to just above her hips, lowering her panties moments later.

His eyes dilated as he watched her, helping her free her legs of the scrap of fabric once it reached her lower calves. He inhaled the scent of them before tossing them over his shoulder. The action made her hornier than ever.

He was about to stand up to finish unbuttoning his shirt and shrug out of it when she hooked her ankles over his shoulders tugged him closer to her.

“C’mere, Baby Boy.”

He grinned, not even objecting to the nickname. He knew what she wanted, and he was more than happy to give it to her. Gliding his hands up the smooth skin of her legs, he spread them wider, then dove beneath the edge of the pretty skirt of her dress to lap at her wet folds.

Clutching the edges of her dress, Lucy Gray felt her head fall back onto the pillow tucked into the arm of the couch. She practically levitated, lifting her bottom up and lifting her right leg up the side of the couch to give him better access.

His grip on her thighs was practically sinful, and the feel of his tongue and his nose dipping inside her, nudging her clit, swirling around it, moving up and down and deeper into her drove her to the brink of sanity. When he inserted two long fingers into her channel, she yelped at the buzz it gave her.

“Fuck, Coriolanus.”

He grunted but continued on, incessantly moving inside of her until she came in waves, rippling in vibrations across his face. It was such a turn-on, he couldn’t deny how painfully hard he’d become.

Lucy Gray was breathing heavily, bliss covering her face.

“I suddenly under-understand how I’ve gotten pregnant by you twice.”

He laughed.

Another moment passed, and the smile that had formed on her angelic features faded into the lust that had stayed just beneath the surface ever since he’d set a tasty dinner in front of her an hour earlier.

“Is it just me or is it getting hot in here?”

His blue eyes darkened with equally urgent desire.

“Want me to help you take the dress off?” he rasped.

She nodded wordlessly.

“And the bra.”

He didn’t need to be told twice, but first he unzipped his fly and shoved his pants and underwear to his knees, loving the look on her face when they zeroed in on his engorged cock.

She scooched closer to him on the couch to cradle it in her hand, and it twitched, leaning into her touch.

“Oh, boy, you’re ready for me, aren’t you?”

“Yes, he is.”

“He?” She raised an eyebrow and looked up into his briefly subdued lustful gaze. “You’ve named him?”

He blushed fiercely.

“I didn’t say that.”

She giggled and abandoned his cock to pull his face to hers for a steamy kiss, and he climbed onto the couch, hovering over her.

“The dr-dress,” he mumbled as her hands slipped beneath his shirt, suddenly regretting that he hadn’t unbuttoned it earlier.

“Oh, right.” She blushed now too. “Guess I’m a little eager.”

He laughed.

“You and me both.”

She smiled and lifted up her arms for him to pull the dress up through. Then his warm hands unhooked her bra, and her breasts fell easily into his palms after he removed the fabric.

“Perfect. Just…perfect for me. Look how they fit just so…so perfectly in my hands.”

“Boy, you sure know how to talk up a girl, Coriolanus. You know we’re already married, right?”

He lifted his gaze to her doe-eyed one and nodded.

“Oh, yeah, I know.”

Coming close to capture her lips, he braced his hands on the arm and back of the couch for leverage.

Her legs hooked around the back of his thighs, yanking him suddenly closer. Needing to touch him everywhere, her fumbling fingers worked at his buttons until she got to the last one, and he pulled back for a heartbeat long enough to pull his arms free of the sleeves.

Flush up against each other a second later, Coriolanus fitted himself to her and pushed deep inside, making them both cry out.

Lucy Gray saw stars.

Each thrust drew more desire out of her, needing him to stay inside and keep moving simultaneously. Desperately.

Her nails drew down his back and scratched into his scalp, the blonde locks caught between her fingers as he kissed her.

“Oh, Coryo. Coryo.”

“Tell me what you want,” he purred.

“More.”

“More what?” he murmured, stilling briefly, and then lifting his foot up to fuck her from a new angle.

At first, she was incoherent. Then –

“Mmmm. Yes, that’s it. That’s…oh-oh my god.”

She lifted herself up, moving in sync with him as he feasted on her breasts and moved inside of her. She felt a dam breaking free inside of her as his tongue swirled around her nipples, much as it had done to her clit not that long ago.

“Fuck! You’re so-”

“So – ” He grunted. “What? What am I, Lucy Gray?”

She slammed her lips against his, sitting upright, and she ground hard against his cock, fucking him until he’d fallen back against the opposing arm of the couch and riding him until she fell apart and felt his cum spreading through her insides.

Then she collapsed on his chest, and his arms came around her, winding through her hair the way hers had done with his.

“Now are you ready for dessert?” he asked half a beat later.

She laughed.

“Just – give me a minute, Coriolanus.”

He chuckled, his whole body rumbling and rippling across hers with him still inside her.

“Whenever you’re ready, princess.”

He kissed the top of her head, and she felt warm all the way down to her toes.

Love you.

Marking Coriolanus Snow - 1/1 | snowbaird fanfiction

A/N: My entry for Day 2 (Hickeys/Marking) of run 2 of Snowbaird Smut Week 2024. Also, another rendition of meadow sex. Lol. Enjoy.

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Synopsis: Lucy Gray realizes she's in love.

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Lucy Gray was getting possessive.

She’d never in her life felt possessive of anything except her beloved Covey. But with each passing day since Coriolanus had made his presence known to her in 12, she could feel it clawing at her. The need to mark him somehow as hers, so no other pretty district girls could even think about laying claim to him.

It was instinctive, and it was primal, and it had everything to do with the fact that she knew she was falling in love with him. That hadn’t started in 12. It had started during the games when they’d taken turns saving each other from death. Now, free to be with each other – or as free as they could be with the peacekeeper commanders watching their every step – she could feel what it really meant to fall for someone who wasn’t going to hurt you, who wouldn’t cheat on you, whose heart matched yours.

And she hated that she couldn’t declare it openly to anyone except her Covey. And he couldn’t tell anyone either, except his friend Sejanus, who likely knew without having to be told.

But on Coriolanus’s free days, he would meet her in the meadow, and they’d spend hours there kissing and cuddling and making love. She’d send Maude Ivory away so there wouldn’t be any witnesses, and they could be alone. During those times, she felt free as a bird, and falling for him hard.

She’d touch his face, trace the curves of it, the hard line of his jaw and the crinkles around his eyes when he smiled really big, which wasn’t often, but he did it for her. She couldn’t believe he was real, that she’d gotten this lucky. And the fact that he was likely falling for her too made her heart swell.

He had to be, right? He’d followed her to 12 after all, when he could’ve gone to 8.

But she was getting impatient. She had to do something to mark him. Her nails were too short for really leaving marks on his back during sex, but her teeth were sharp.

Yes. A hickey should do it.

It would heal, and she’d have to leave another over and over again, but it would be worth it. And what was even better was people would see it.

They’d assume it was from some district girl he’d slept with, and she’d have to live with the fact they wouldn’t know it was from her. They wouldn’t know it was her laying her claim to him and for any other girl to back off. But she would know it, and so would he.

So, the next afternoon while she was practicing in the meadow, she felt him approach from afar and immediately stopped, looking over her shoulder. She smiled.

“Hey, don’t stop. I like listening to you sing.”

She humored him and finished the song, while he sat beside her on the log, and then she set the guitar aside.

“Can I kiss you now?” she teased, her hands in her lap though what she really wanted to do is lunge at him and topple him over.

He chuckled.

“You can always kiss me, Lucy Gray. You know that.”

“You like when I kiss you?” she teased again, and he nodded.

“My favorite thing in the world.”

Her heart leapt into her throat, and she did lunge at him then, but he was sturdy, and they didn’t topple over. He held her body to him and explored her mouth in a way that made her toes curl.

“I want to try something,” she said after she broke away, after she’d nuzzled his nose and tried not to burst when he nuzzled her back. Her heart was screaming.

Okay, she was in love. She was so in love she wanted to scream it across the meadow and have every creature far and wide hear and feel how she was feeling. She could hardly contain herself.

“What’s that?” he asked, brushing her jaw line with his thumb and then brushing her bottom lip with it, making it pop out of place briefly and giving her chills.

“Come with me,” she said and got up.

She held his hand, and their fingers intertwined as they circled around a nearby tree to a large blanket laying there.

“This looks familiar.” He smiled smugly.

Their sex blanket, he’d called it fondly once, and Lucy Gray had tried and failed not to blush.

“I want you,” she said, her voice falling darker, dirtier, eager with need for him. “Is that so bad?”

Immediately he pulled his blue shirt up and over his head, followed by his white undershirt, so he was shirtless.

“Not bad at all, Lucy Gray. I want you, too.”

He came to her and helped her out of her light, cotton dress. The sleeves were a little tricky to slide out of, but they managed it along the way, laughing a bit at the difficulty.

When it was at her waist, Coriolanus sighed contently, easily removing her bra and tossing it aside so he could kiss her breasts.

“You taste so good, Lucy Gray.” He lapped at one nipple and then the other until they were tight and erect. “I could eat you up all day.”

She shivered and lifted his head so she could kiss him again. He ate her alive, kissing her hard and long, sticking his tongue in her mouth and sliding it against her own. She moaned and nearly forgot her own name, she was so lost in the feel of him.

And all they were doing was kissing.

“Ohh, you drive me crazy, Coriolanus Snow,” she confessed, shoving her dress the rest of the way down and kicking off her boots.

“Feeling’s mutual.”

He smirked, shoving down his pants and underwear and sinking his fingers beneath the waistband of her panties to drag them down her smooth legs. She kicked them free, then sank down onto the blanket, and he came with her, hovering over her, kissing every inch of her, making her feel worshipped and loved, and she wanted to tell him so badly then, what she wanted, what she felt.

But part of her was afraid he maybe didn’t feel the same way. The other part wanted to tell him in a special way, like in a song for only him maybe. Yes. She liked that.

When his tongue started flicking at her clit, and his lips wrapped around it, sucking, she could only hold his head to her pussy and try not to scream. Her hand flew over her mouth, and she moaned into it, screamed into it even as she came undone, her body lifting up and then sinking down, absolute putty against the blanket as he crawled back up to her, removed her hand and kissed her lips so she could taste herself on his tongue.

God, I love you. I love you. I love you. I love you.

To avoid saying it, she pushed at his chest, and he flipped over onto his back. Then, when she was ready she lowered herself down onto his erect cock, and did cry out when he filled her fully.

“That’s my Lucy Gray.”

And his emphasis made her open her eyes from the ecstasy and lock with his.

This was the time.

She lowered her mouth to his neck and bit down hard.

“Mmph!” He jerked slightly, but then relaxed and smoothed his hand over her long locks trailing down her back. “Easy there, you’ll leave a mar- Oh. That’s what you wanted to try.”

“Mhmm.”

She sucked on the wound, lapping at it with her tongue, then lifting her head to see the spot was properly bruised.

The hint of a smile on her face as he watched her mesmerized Coriolanus.

“You’re crazy, you know that?” He chuckled, and she looked up at him and frowned.

“I just want the crazies of this town to know you’re taken.”

“No need to get defensive, Darlin’.” He rose up to kiss her again. “I like you crazy.”

Her eyes widened.

“You do?”

He nodded.

“Possessive of me just like I am of you.”

She shivered.

“You’re possessive of me too?”

He gripped her chin and kissed her again and again.

“Why do you think I keep coming out here whenever I get the chance? You’re mine, Lucy Gray. No one else’s.”

“And you’re mine.”

Their kisses grew feverish then, heated. And he started to move from beneath her, encouraging her with his hands on her hips.

It didn’t take long for Lucy Gray to move on her own, her body a sight to behold for a horny Coriolanus as she leaned back, her breasts to the sky, as her hands braced themselves on his knees. She ground hard against him then, and even propped her feet up on either side of him so she could bounce up and down on his throbbing cock.

“Ah-ah,” he cried, intertwining their fingers and gripping hard as moved up and down.

Then, leaning forward, she fell down onto his hard chest, and he fucked up into her from underneath, holding her tightly to him as he pounded into oblivion, the slapping of their bodies echoing across the field.

“Ung, Ung…I’m-I’m coming, Lucy Gray. Lucy Gray!”

And he emptied into her, holding her ass against his body so he could properly fill her.

Lucy Gray would’ve been more alarmed if she hadn’t enjoyed it so much.

“Oh, wow.”

He went limp, his legs falling flat on the blanket.

“I’d say sorry, but-”

“Yeah, I know. That felt incredible.”

She lifted her head and folded her arms on his chest, setting her chin on her hands.

“I guess we both marked each other today.”

Coriolanus grinned and then started to laugh. Lucy Gray joined in, and then he was turning them over and kissing her deeply once more. When he lifted his head, he looked like there was something he wanted to say – badly. And she felt it too. She’d felt it for a while.

“You’re my girl, Lucy Gray,” he said instead, and that was good enough for her.

She beamed.

“And you’re my guy, my Peacekeeper guy,” she chuckled, nuzzling him again.

Oh, she was so in love.

And as he nuzzled her back, she knew so was he.