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Day 6: Mirros ✨
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This may not be the end to a steamy night~
Only the bed knows what she did to Coriolanus! 🌹🥀
I‘m back with smut, pls accept this apology 👉👈 qwq
Snowbaird smut week 2024 round up!!
Thank you so much for all the amazing creators who participated!! If you have a late entry, (or if we somehow missed your work) make sure to tag us and we will add it to this post!! 🫡
Ao3
Day 1 - virginity
Darling they're just raindrops by little baird (steddiemixtape)
Ghost Lights by spoomed
Lose Control with Me by SunField_Antique
The only heaven i’ll be sent to (is when im alone with you) by dingdongdelusion
One Night With You is Not Enough by @backtothestart02
Day 2 - hickeys/marking
Marking Coriolanus Snow by backtothestart02
Day 3 - bondage
The best of you belongs to me by little baird (steddiemixtape)
Bind Me to You by backtothestart02
Day 4 - exhibitionism
[illustration] - Spark by BlueberryWaffles
Ice Pops and Alley Sex by backtothestart02
Day 5 - breeding
Underneath the Layers by backtothestart02
These fatal fantasies by little baird (steddiemixtape)
Day 6 - mirrors
From your point of view by little baird (steddiemixtape)
Wardrobe Malfunction by backtothestart02
Day 7 - outdoors sex
Wishing on dandelions all of the time by little baird (steddiemixtape)
If It's Real by backtothestart02
Soak Right In by Peetasblyth
Meadow first time by @shadowqueenjude
Possessing Lucy Gray by @backtothestart02
[illustration] - day 7: outdoors sex by BlueberryWaffles
Works covering multiple prompts
Mockingjay's screams by MitsukiSirya
SnowbairdSmutWeek2024 Artworks by Ilmene
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Day 1 - virginity
One Night With You is Not Enough by @backtothestart02
Mockinjay's screams virginity prompt by @mitsuki91
Artwork by @maysrinn
Day 2 - hickeys/marking
Artwork by @charlunday
Mockingjay's screams hickeys/marking prompt by @mitsuki91
Marking Coriolanus Snown by @backtothestart02
Day 3 - bondage
Artwork by @maysrinn
Mockingjay's screams bondage prompt @mitsuki91
Bind Me to You by @backtothestart02
Day 4 - exhibitionism
Mockingjay's scream exhibitionism prompt @mitsuki91
Ice Pops and Alley Sex by @backtothestart02
Artwork by @jeida-chi
Day 5 - breeding
Artwork by @charlunday
Artwork by @maysrinn
Mockinjay's screams breeding prompt by @mitsuki91
Day 6 - mirrors
Mockingjay's screams mirrors prompt by @mitsuki91
Wardrobe Malfunction by @backtothestart02
Day 7 - outdoors sex
Mockinjay's screams outdoors sex prompt by @mitsuki91
If it's Real by @backtothestart02
Artwork by @jeida-chi
Meadow first time by @shadowqueenjude
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Mirror sex is here! 🔥🔥🔥 I'm late even for the second turn of the Snowbaird smut week, but I am almost here 😂 only one chapter left after this! Also... Plot u.ù
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If It's Real - 1/? | snowbaird fanfiction
A/N: My last submission for snowbaird smut week!
Written for Day 7 (outdoors sex) for Run 2. This one will be a multi-chap, updated weekly (hopefully) with my others. Enjoy! :D
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Synopsis: Canon Divergent - Lucy Gray escapes after her interview, and Coriolanus hides her.
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Chapter 1 -
Coriolanus hurried home as soon as he was cleared by the doctor. He was desperate to find a way to save Lucy Gray from the arena. He hadn’t wanted her to die before either, but her saving his life when she could’ve run changed things for him. Now he was willing to cheat to get what he wanted, and what he wanted was her alive when the Games were over.
That song she’d sung was still gnawing at him, he had to admit. Who had it been about? Him? She said it was for a boy she’d left behind in 12. Did that mean she still had feelings for that boy? Did she have feelings for him too? That had to be why she’d come back for him, right?
Right?
In the end it didn’t change whether he’d help her or not, but his growing feelings for her were undeniable now. In fact, they’d grown in their intensity. Every day he’d woken up with remnants of a sweet dream behind his eyelids, dreams about kissing her, about doing more than that, dreams that had his body tingling when the morning came.
She was just so easy to talk to, to open up to, to care about. And her singing was for more than the damn Games. He wanted to hear her sweet melody. He needed it like breathing.
Yet for all his efforts, he hadn’t the slightest idea of how to help her, how to give her an edge, an advantage in the arena. Something that would keep her alive.
That was until he heard the squeaking of a dying rat on the floor of his room. The dots connected for him, and he collected the tools he needed, preparing the weapon that would discreetly save her life.
Then he headed for the zoo. It was time to talk to Lucy Gray.
…
“She’s not here,” came a deep voice when Coriolanus’s calling out for his tribute’s name seemingly fell on deaf ears.
He paled, his hands trembling at his sides.
His first thought was if she had been killed, but that couldn’t be, could it? He’d seen her singing live, getting loads of donations for the Games. Why would they kill her?
“She ran after her interview,” came the voice again.
The person belonging to the voice stepped forward into the light, and Coriolanus could see it was.
Jessup.
“Did they catch her?” Coriolanus asked desperately, clutching the bars of the cage, his eyes pinned on Jessup like every word the boy would utter would mean life or death to him.
Jessup shook his head and simultaneously shrugged.
“Where did she go?” he asked. “Did she say anything before she left?”
“Just that she wanted to check on you, see if you were alright, and if maybe you could help her.”
Coriolanus’s mind was spinning.
What had Lucy Gray been thinking? Doing something so reckless as to run away? And at the same time, it made all the sense in the world. She should’ve run earlier instead of saving him. Maybe she was hoping she still could escape from the Games. Maybe that he would hide her?
But how would she find him? She didn’t know where he lived. She could be anywhere in the city.
Panic clawing at him, he met Jessup’s eyes again.
“Thank you, Jessup. I’ll find her. I promise.”
“Don’t bring her back here,” he said, urgency in his voice now. “If you find her, save her.”
“I will. You have my word.”
Jessup relaxed and nodded.
Then Coriolanus turn and ran away from the zoo, thinking like mad where Lucy Gray could’ve gone. Tigris had said people were locking themselves up in their homes, afraid of tributes running mad throughout the city. At least he had that on his side. No one would see her as she ran from place to place, seeking refuge. He just had to find her first.
…
After checking the hospital and every alleyway between the zoo and there, Coriolanus abandoned his search to head home. He’d keep an eye out for her on his way of course, but his hope was faltering. He could only hope Lucy Gray had found some sort of place to hide out, a roof over her head, until morning came and she could find someplace more secure.
He wished that place had been with him, but it was dark and hard to see. She could’ve been hiding anywhere, and he might’ve missed her.
As Corso came into view and the magnificent statue and fountain that signified the street he lived on, he thought he could see something moving in the shadows.
He crossed the vacant street and saw it again.
“Lucy Gray?” he yell-whispered.
And yes, it was her. She popped up the moment he said her name.
“Coriolanus!” she yell-whispered back.
He ran to her, got a good look at her. She was chilled and panicked and trembling.
“Oh, my god, I’ve been searching everywhere for you,” he said frantically. Her confusion was evident. “I went to the zoo to see you, to thank you, and Jessup told me what had happened.” He pushed some dangling locks in her face to the side and cupped her cheeks fiercely. “Are you crazy, Lucy Gray? Someone could’ve seen you. You could’ve been punished.”
“I had to try to find you,” she burst. “I didn’t know if you were dead or alive. I didn’t know…” she trailed off, and he pulled her to his chest, stifling her tears out in the open.
He brought her with him to the side of the fountain and got down on his knees.
“Lucy Gray, listen to me. I put together a weapon, something you can use in the Games,” he told her. Her eyes widened. “But that doesn’t matter now. I told Jessup if I found you, I wouldn’t bring you back. I’d keep you. I’d protect you.”
“Coriolanus. Does…Does that mean…?”
And he lurched forward then. He couldn’t help himself. She looked so innocent here in the streetlights, in the moon shining down on them. She was perfect.
His lips landed on hers smoothly, and he pulled her to him to kiss her again and again, her soft moans driving him mad. He pulled away and pinned his forehead to hers.
“I’m going to hide you,” he told her. “In my room in my home not far from here.” He looked away from her for just a minute to gesture to a building down the road past the fountain. “Just until the Games are over. Then I’ll figure out how to get you out of here, get you a new life away from Reaping and the Games. I promise.”
She licked her lips and nodded.
“I believe you.”
His eyes flicked down to her lips again, and the need to kiss her once more was almost overwhelming. But he needed to know first. He had to. For his own sanity.
“Lucy Gray, about that song you sang tonight…What was it…for? I mean, what’s between us? You and me? Is it real?”
She tried to grip his face, to tell him all that was in her heart, but he pulled back.
“Just tell me.”
“It was payback,” she said. “The song. My old boyfriend back in 12 cheated on me with the Mayor’s daughter. She got crazy jealous and had her Pa read my name during the Reaping ceremony. Now everyone will know what they did.”
He nodded, accepting it, feeling better about it. And yet…
“It’s real, Coriolanus,” she said, brushing her thumb across his bottom lip. “It’s real…”
And then he groaned, unable to resist a second longer.
He kissed her again, passionately, sloppily. She didn’t seem to mind. She took it in stride and kissed him back just as hard, deepening each kiss, slipping her hands into his curls.
“Have you ever…before…?” she asked between feverish kisses, and he shook his head reluctantly.
“No, but I’ve wanted to.” He paused, gulping. “With you.”
His dreams flashed before his eyes, the passion engulfing them making him harden on the spot with her in his arms now.
“Then we will,” she told him, kissing the corner of his lips and then the other. “Right here, right now.”
His eyes widened. Surely his bedroom was a safer place than this, out in the open. But it was dark, and they were in the shadows, and they’d have to be silent as poisoned rats in his room. Surely if they tried to have sex there his Grandma’am would be alerted, and then he’d have major explaining to do.
“Okay.”
She pushed gently on his chest.
“Lie back.”
And so he did, on the soft grass, his jacket brushing the side of the fountain.
He watched as she unzipped his trousers and pulled them down just past his ass, just enough to pull his cock free of his underwear.
“You do want me,” she said, marveling at how hard he already was for her.
He groaned.
“Yes, I want you. I’ve wanted you since I first heard you sing.”
Her lips twitched as she lowered her mouth to his cock, kissing the tip.
“Maybe I can make you sing,” she murmured, lowering her lips over the top of his cock and then down onto his shaft.
“Oh, god.”
His eyes fluttered closed as he let the feel of her wet mouth and tongue on his cock consume him. He was tingling all over, sweat popping up as little goosebumps all over his skin. He felt himself grow hard as a rock when she moaned over him. He lifted his hand to sink into her hair and brush any drifting locks away from her eyes.
“Lucy Gray,” he choked, when her lips reached the base of his shaft. “Fuck, I’m ready.”
She lifted her head, wrapping her hand around his cock instead and pumping him a few times, loving how he lifted his hips to seek more of her.
“Oh, yeah.” She smiled. “I think you are.”
He groaned, placing his hands on her hips after she’d straddled him. Then she lifted the skirt of her dress and felt for his cock, guiding him into her entrance as she slowly sank down on him.
“Ahh,” they hissed in unison, and he rose up a little, unsure.
“Lucy Gra-”
“It’s okay,” she told him. “Lie back.” Then she came with him and kissed his pretty, pink lips. “You feel so good.”
Reluctantly, he lay back, wishing he could see all of her, could see her naked. But he knew this time it had to be like this in case they were discovered out here in the middle of the night. At least he could feel her, and she did feel amazing.
He watched as she rose and fell on his cock. The friction felt incredible as she moved faster and faster, gauging his reaction to reassure him if need be. But his eyes were glued to hers, and he was lost.
After a while, she started to move against him, grinding for more friction for herself, and that seemed to set him off too. She could hear his breathing change, become more shallow and quicker. He was close. So, so close. And so was she.
She lifted her skirts so he could see beneath and snuck two fingers between her wet folds to rub her clit and get her closer faster so they could cum together.
“What are you doing?” he rasped. “Could you show me?”
She thought she had been showing him, but instead she described it to him and took one of his hands.
“Inside my folds, there’s a little nub at the top,” she told him. His eyes went wide, and he licked his lips in anticipation. “It’s extremely sensitive, and it’ll make me cum with you if you rub your fingers on it in fast circles.” She hesitated, then, “Do you want to try?”
“Yes,” he blurted immediately, eager to return the insatiable pleasure she was giving him.
So, she guided his hand to her wetness. He was a bit sloppy with how he moved inside her. The eagerness in him, she gathered. So she was patient with him and extended his middle finger to her clit.
“You feel it?” she asked, her eyes fluttering closed, because she sure as hell could.
He gulped. “Uh-huh.”
“Move your finger now. Press into it and move in circles.”
And he did as he was told, not quite getting it at first, but as he moved his thumb inside her as well, he got the hang of it, and soon Lucy Gray was practically levitating off the ground with how good it felt.
“Holy…”
And he smiled smugly.
“I’m doing a good job?” he asked, needing praise, even though her moans were evidence enough.
“You’re doing wonderful, sweetheart.”
And she started to move on his cock again, the feel of him throbbing and twitching inside her as she moved against his hand almost overwhelming.
And then, without warning, he started to move up into her, catching her hip with his other hand to keep her in place as he almost violently started to spasm.
Lucy Gray didn’t bother to get off of him. It felt too good. And if she got pregnant as a result of this night with Capitol boy, so be it.
She arched up against his hand still inside her, having stilled during his orgasm, and he resumed his movements enough to have her cum undone kneeling over him. Then she collapsed on top of his and kissed his sweaty neck, sifting her fingers into his curls.
Breathing heavily, he turned his head enough to kiss the top of her head, and she melted around him. He let her stay that way a few minutes longer, and then gently urged her up.
“We should go,” he said. “Can you stand?”
“I think the question is, can you?” she asked, amused.
Smiling shyly, he hid his blush in the dark as they got to their feet. Coriolanus pulled up his pants and tucked his cock away in the process, and Lucy Gray fluffed out her skirts, so everything was in place the way it had been before they’d been consumed by their passions right there on the grass.
He held is hand out to her, the one that had just been inside her, that he hadn’t bothered to wipe clean.
“Come with me.”
She smiled and took his hand.
“That was hot,” she told him, smug as all could be.
He blushed further, but then encouraged himself with an of course it was. I’m Coriolanus Snow.
They made it down the street until they reached the tall building that housed the Snow family. He turned to Lucy Gray.
“My Grandma’am will probably be asleep, but it’s incredibly important to be as quiet as you can be. She doesn’t…trust you. She has memories from the war, and-” He licked his lips. “My father died in the woods in 12 by a rebel.”
He didn’t need to say another word.
“I understand. I’ll be quiet as a mouse.”
He nodded and opened the door.
They got to their floor soon enough, but as soon as they stepped inside, a surprised Tigris greeted them.
“Coryo!” she whispered. “I thought that you- oh, hello.”
“My room’s the last one on the right,” he murmured to Lucy Gray, and she nodded, forced a smile at Tigris, and then bolted for that room, closing the door quietly behind her once she was inside.
Tigris stood staring at her cousin the whole time. As soon as the door to his bedroom had been closed, she pulled him deeper into their home and practically pinned him to the wall.
“Coryo, what are you thinking?”
Wardrobe Malfunction - 1/1 | snowbaird fanfiction
A/N: Belated entry for day 6 (mirrors) of snowbaird smut week, run 2. Enjoy.
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Synopsis: After a year in District 12, Coriolanus and Lucy Gray return to the Capitol.
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Lucy Gray stood in front of the full-length mirror in the bedroom she shared with Coriolanus and took a good look at herself, not for the first time that morning. She wore a knee length silk dress, which looked very becoming on her. It also matched what Coriolanus was wearing that day and was fitting for a new citizen of the Capitol, which she was now. As of a week ago.
It had taken over a year for Coriolanus to argue with Dr. Gaul about the benefits of a Victor being able to live where they chose. He’d be vigilant and worked the part of the peacekeeper during that time, seeing Lucy Gray when he could in their stolen moments. And while in the beginning, she was adamant about staying in District 12, the deeper she fell in love with Coriolanus the more she realized that one day she would want to marry and have children with him, and she wouldn’t be able to bear it if one of their children might be subject to being reaped in the Games.
The safest place to live was clearly the Capitol. And while Dr. Gaul was a force to be reckoned with and not easily won over, the people there remembered Lucy Gray fondly for her musical talent and bravery and vigilance in the games, and in the end, it was the will of the people and those in power above Gaul that worked in Coriolanus’s favor.
He was ecstatic the day the news came granting Lucy Gray permanent residence in the Capitol. And while she was sad to leave her Covey, Lucy Gray was excited too. How could she not be? The Capitol meant safety and security, even if she had to endure the presence of the Games once a year, at least she would no longer be a part of them, and neither would their children.
But learning she would live in the Capitol and actually living there were two different things entirely. She’d wanted to bring some things from home with her, but Coriolanus assured her she wouldn’t need anything. All that she needed would already be in the Capitol waiting for her. She was stubborn though and insisted on at least bringing her guitar. She would not give up her singing career once she was there to be a housewife and a stay-at-home mother. And her eyes were so sharp when she told him so that he didn’t argue.
On arrival though, he immediately got her a slew of new clothes to wear. And of course they looked nothing like she was used to wearing. Coriolanus was so excited for her that she couldn’t bring herself to say she didn’t like it at all, because how could she say she didn’t like something that was supposed to fit her so flawlessly in this new life? Especially when her boyfriend, whom she loved deeply, thought they were perfect for her?
Normally she was very outspoken, but in this she tried her best to hide her true feelings. And it was only on this day, a week after their arrival to the Capitol, when Coriolanus caught her staring at herself that he realized maybe he might have blundered.
Instead of saying, “You look beautiful,” as he had every day since she’d gotten her new wardrobe and was seen trying them on in the mirror, he said something totally unexpected that made Lucy Gray feel like she’d been caught red-handed.
“You hate it.”
Her eyes bulged, and she looked up at him where he stood in the hallway staring at her, resigned.
“I-I don’t hate it,” she denied. “What makes you say that?”
Coriolanus walked towards her and came to stand behind her, so they were both reflected in the mirror.
“Maybe the permanent frown on your face?”
She tried not to, but her frown deepened, and he sighed.
“Corio-”
“Don’t bother. I’ve been blind. I should’ve seen from that very first dress that you wanted nothing to do with it.”
Her shoulders slumped.
“I didn’t want to disappoint you,” she confessed. “You were so happy.”
“And so you lied to me? I thought we both agreed trust is everything in a relationship, more important even than love? And that we could trust each other. That I could trust you.”
“You can!” she defended, turning around to face him and placing her hands on his solid chest, the silk vest just beneath it begging to be torn off. “It’s just a dress, Coriolanus. And it’s only been a week. I’ll adjust.”
“I don’t want you to have to adjust.” His lips twisted ruefully, and he turned her back around. “I want you to love what you’re wearing. I want you to feel comfortable in your own skin.”
“It’s just not me,” she confessed. “It’s too fine. I’m not fitted for fine things, even if everyone around me is.”
“But you are,” he encouraged, slipping his arms around her waist and spreading his palm across her torso. “You belong to a Snow.”
She smiled faintly.
“And the Snows are practically royalty here. Especially with the Plinth Prize now in my grasp. We can live as we were meant to before our wealth was stolen from us, and that includes you now Lucy Gray.”
“I know how important it is to you that I fit in, Coriolanus. I don’t want to be looked down upon as the district girl who got lucky either.”
“You’re not.” He frowned. “You’re the Victor.”
“But at heart, I am a district girl. And even if I stick out like a sore thumb-”
“Lucy Gray-”
“I’d like to be able to wear what I’m used to. Or at least…something similar.”
His jaw clenched, but then he nodded and his face fell to her neck, tipping her head sideways so he could lay delicate kisses there.
“I suppose I could talk to Tigris. Maybe we could get the two of you some fabric and get some custom-made clothes that would suit your style more.”
She lifted her head and her eyes lit up.
“Really?” She spun around. “You’d do that for me.”
He chuckled and lifted her hands to his lips.
“I’d do anything for you.”
“Even deny your own pride?” She raised an eyebrow. “I didn’t think you capable.”
He spun her back around and started to unzip her dress.
“Oh, no one’s denying me anything, Lucy Gray.” He swept her long hair over her shoulder. Then he kissed the spot of skin in the middle of her back as the zipper continued to descend. “You and I will still look magnificent together.”
“We will?”
“Of course.”
The dress dropped to the floor, and all that remained was the slip of fabric intended for her underwear. Lucy Gray took the opportunity and shred the fabric from her bottom as soon as Coriolanus stepped aside to close the door. She was leaning down to unstrap her heels when he returned, but the sight of her perky bottom in the air as she did so was too arousing to ignore.
“Leave them.”
And so, she stood slowly and looked at him over her shoulder.
“Shall we go to the bed then?”
He smirked and shook his head, slipping out of his vest and unbuttoning his shirt. When both were tossed to the floor, he came up behind her and fixed her gaze on the mirror.
“I want to do it here.”
“In front of the mirror?” Her eyes widened, and he nodded.
“Yes.”
He kissed the side of her neck as his hands encircled her waist and then moved up to cup her breasts. Her eyes fluttered closed, and she moaned, her teeth coming down to bite her bottom lip as she felt his cock twitching inside his pants, hard against her ass.
“Open your eyes,” he ordered, and she did, surprised by how erotic the two of them looked in their reflection.
“Oh, wow.”
He smirked.
“I like you best like this.”
“Naked?” she asked, amused.
“Naked and in my arms,” he corrected, then nuzzled the side of her face before whispering into her ear, “Now take me.”
Her breath caught in her throat, but she knew what he meant. Feeling around to her back, she found the zipper on his pants and lowered it.
He groaned as she pulled his cock free from its constraints and started to pump him behind her back.
“Bet you wish my mouth was on you right about now,” she teased, and he whimpered, making her laugh. “It can be. Just say the word.”
“I want your eyes on us in the mirror,” he complained, huffing a bit.
“Seems like you didn’t think this through then.”
“Enough,” he rasped, hard as a rock now. “Watch us.” He gulped then. “Touch yourself.”
And so she did. Snaking her fingers down her stomach to the crux of her thighs. She moved by sense of touch alone to get to where she needed, so she could watch Coriolanus’s eyes as they widened, and his pupils as they dilated with every inch that her fingers crept down.
They slipped between her wet folds and sought out her clit, and Coriolanus moaned the same moment she gasped. As if he could feel it too, though his hands were still firmly cupping her breasts, his thumbs moving over her nipples to harden then into rocky peaks.
His cock moved against her ass between each cheek, giving him some friction, and Lucy Gray almost drew blood with how hard she was biting down on her lip.
There were so many things Coriolanus wanted to say, mainly about how beautiful and intoxicating she was, but he was rendered speechless at the sight of her, watching as she worked her clit in swift circles, her middle finger darting in and out of the folds as she sought to bring some pleasure to that spot deep inside her.
“Lean forward,” he said at last, his voice low and gravelly.
And she did as he asked, bracing one hand on the side of the mirror for stability but leaving the other securely inside her, waiting. She knew what was coming.
“Come find me,” she whispered.
And he groaned, releasing his grip on her breasts to kiss her left shoulder and then position his cock at her entrance, gripping her hips firmly in his large hands. He pressed forward, meeting her middle finger in her channel and feeling her guide his cock further inside, stroking his base until he was fully inside her and then gripping the other side of the mirror, preparing for the insanity that was to come next.
“Fuck me.”
Her eyes on his in the mirror as she said it, he couldn’t resist. He watched her as her body lurched forward at each thrust, marveling at how she keeps her eyes open and trained on his. Meanwhile, he cannot help but let his eyes wander, from where their bodies are joined to the gentle swing of her breasts, to her long hair splaying out over her body, whisps of bangs dangling over her eyes. She’s mesmerizing, and he can’t get enough of her.
His speed increased, and she cried out for more, for a sensation she couldn’t describe. She started pushing back against him, rubbing back, creating more friction for both of them, and then her fingers are turning white around the frame of the mirror with how much she’s fighting to not just topple over in her higher than high heels.
“Coriolanus,” she warned.
But he’s so, so close, his eyes squeezed shut now, and he can’t stop.
“Unggh…unggggh…ahhhh!”
And then he pulled free of her, spurting his seed onto her lower back and watching as it drips over her right ass cheek, feeling the arousal stirring in him again already.
“Lucy Gray,” he said breathlessly. “If only you could see what I-”
“I think I can imagine it,” she mused, smiling. “But if you could…?” She looked down at her wobbling knees. “I’m about to fall over.”
“Oh, of course.”
He picked her up bridal-style and carried her over to the side of the bed, wiping his stain from her as he tucks her in, then circles around to climb in after her after shedding his pants and shoes.
“I guess we’re staying in bed today,” she mused, smiling to herself, and he laughed.
“For a while, at least. We have to let Tigris know about your new wardrobe plans.”
“Mmm. Maybe tomorrow. I can stay naked till then.”
His eyes darkened, even as hers were alight with teases.
“Don’t tease me, Lucy Gray.”
“Or what?” she teased.
And he shifted closer.
“Or I may stay naked too.”
“Nothing wrong with that.” She moved so she was laying on top of him, the covers falling to the way side as her heels kicked up in the air.
“Mmm.”
He cupped one ass cheek and kissed the curve of her breast.
“Nothing wrong with that indeed.”
Snowbaird Smut week day 7: outdoor sex
I was examining a zoomed-in still of the meadow scene (with the purest of intentions I was looking at the embroidery pattern of LG’s shirt bc I plan to make a plushie of her too) WHEN I MADE A VERY ESSENTIAL DISCOVERY and noticed that her shirt is translucent enough to see she’s wearing a lace bralette;;;; I was immediately so so normal about it of course 😌
(They fucked in that meadow I know this to be true)
Day 5: Breeding ✨
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Something or someone is cooking~
Coriolanus has some funny believes let me tell ya 🌹
Snowbaird Smut Week day 5: Breeding 🌹
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Snowbaird smut week day five! 🔥
I know there is a second turn now and the right day would be tomorrow, but I am still late from the first turn, so... 😂
Enjoy breeding kink meeting the plot 😂💖
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Ice Pops and Alley Sex - 1/1 | snowbaird fanfiction
A/N: Exactly what it sounds like. Hehe.
Written for Day 4 (Exhibitionism), Run 2, of Snowbaird Smut Week 2024.
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Synopsis: Lucy Gray has an idea to lure Coriolanus back into her arms on a hot, summer day.
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It was a warm day in District 12, and the rest of the week had been foretold to be even warmer, even hotter, humid even. Lucy Gray hadn’t seen Coriolanus in a few days, aside from in the back of her nightly showings at the Hob – Peacekeeper duties; and she was craving him badly. Especially on such hot days. He’d promised her the night before, when he’d waited on her after she hopped off stage, that his time would free up soon. She hoped he meant by tomorrow, because she had a plan in mind to keep him crawling back to her sooner rather than later.
Barb Azure had been talking about making ice pops soon. She had a talent for creating different molds – hearts, stars, and the like. And Lucy Gray had one mold in particular that she thought would drive Coriolanus out of his mind if she licked and sucked on it right in front of him.
So, she tracked down her cousin later that day, since naturally they had to be made the day before, and put the idea in her head.
Barb Azure had been wide-eyed to say the least, but she eventually assured her that she could make at least one mold in that exact formation. Then she confirmed Lucy Gray’s suspicion that it would for sure make Coriolanus stop dead in his tracks.
Lucy Gray had giggled.
“That’s the idea.”
Barb Azure shook her head and sent her cousin off as she attempted to make such a creative, large mold for her.
Later that night at the Hob, Lucy Gray caught Coriolanus’s eye after the show and gestured for him to meet her offstage a little in the dark so they could talk.
“What is it?” he asked, curious.
She pulled him into her arms immediately and kissed him soundly.
“I missed you.”
He groaned and wrapped his arms tighter around her.
“God, I missed you too.”
He nuzzled her softly.
“I hate these fucking Peacekeeper duties. Something must be going on, because it was not this goddamn time-consuming in the beginning.” He sighed.
“Hush,” she soothed him, running her hand over his short hair on the back of his neck.
“I’m sorry,” he mumbled. “I’m just frustrated is all. I want to see you. Taste you.” He paused, then smirked a little. “Be inside you.”
She moaned, intoxicated by the visual he was painting for her.
“I want that too.” She licked her lips. “What does tomorrow look like for you? It’s going to be a hot one.”
“During the day?”
She nodded.
He sighed.
“More Peacekeeper duties.”
Her shoulders slumped, all her brilliant plans ruined.
He could see her face disintegrate into sadness and immediately wanted to make it go away.
“I could get away for maybe an hour over lunch.”
Her eyes lit up.
“Yeah?”
He chuckled and nodded.
“Yeah, sure.”
“Meet me in the center square around noon. Barb Azure is making some ice pops for the hot weather. I thought maybe we could share some together.”
“I’d like that.”
Also, he figured the request was pretty harmless in and of itself. He was unlikely to get scolded for eating an ice pop in the center of town. Maybe he’d even rope in Sejanus to come with him, some of the other guys too. It could be a whole event.
“I’ll see you tomorrow then?” Lucy Gray queried, bringing him back to the present.
“See you tomorrow.” He tugged on her arm when she started to drift away. “Oh, wait, not so fast.”
She raised her brows and then smiled when he kissed her.
“Something to keep me warm tonight.”
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The next day, like clockwork, Coriolanus showed up at center square where Barb Azure and the rest of the Covey were selling ice pops for the locals. Lucy Gray spotted him immediately, and her eyes lit up. She was immediately let down though when she saw she couldn’t sprint over to him and pull him into her arms due to the fact that he’d brought a whole troupe of peacekeepers with him.
Still, he wandered over to her specifically where she was handing out ice pops and murmured his explanation.
“Just so I don’t get in trouble. And the guys are hot too, you know.”
“Of course.”
She plastered a giant smile on her face and handed some of her ice pops over to Sejanus and the others, and then one to Coriolanus as well.
“Can you come with me for a while?” he asked, gesturing to a little bench across the street.
Perfect, she thought, and she grinned.
“I’d love to. Let me just get my own ice pop.”
She turned away and whispered something in Barb Azure’s ear. Barb Azure nodded and promptly pulled out a long, thick ice pop covered in paper that Lucy Gray could unwrap. They shared a knowing look and Barb Azure even glanced at Coriolanus briefly, which made him curious, but he walked across the street with Lucy Gray and they sat down with their ice pops.
“What was that about?” he asked.
“Oh, nothing,” she said nonchalantly. “Just Barb Azure made an ice pop special for me.”
“Oh?”
Then he watched as she unwrapped her ice pop, and it resembled to the tee…a penis.
His eyes bulged.
“Lucy Gray.”
“What?” she asked innocently, taking one long, slow lick from the side of her ice penis. “If I can’t have yours, I might as well have a generic one I can eat right up.”
He grumbled, but was also becoming incredibly aroused. He shifted in his seat uncomfortably.
“Eat right up,” he mumbled, the visual of her eating his right up very present in his mind.
He completely abandoned his own ice pop, instead watching her lick and suck the fake penis ice pop over and over again. She spun it around and even stuck it so far into her mouth that it nearly disappeared except for the stick it was on.
His mouth fell open, and then their eyes met as she pulled it out with a pop.
“Barb Azure should’ve added flavor to these. Something sweet, I think. Though maybe this one with a bitter tint?”
He growled, unable to take it anymore. He dropped his ice pop on the ground, yanked hers out of her hand and threw it in the trash.
“Hey!”
Then he pulled her around the side of a nearby building, dragging her farther and farther back so hopefully no one would see. He looked around, and feeling secure about their location, whipped out his very real penis and gave her a pointed look.
“Taste me.”
Lucy Gray smirked and squatted down before him. She lifted up his cock and sunk into her mouth, moaning around it and making Coriolanus brace his arms against the side of the building as she took him inside her inch by inch, swirling her tongue around it like she’d done with the ice pop, taking him deeper and deeper until it hit the back of her throat.
He shuddered and thrust into her mouth gently.
“That’s it, sweetheart.” He pulled her hair back that was falling into her face. “Take it.”
And she did. Over and over. Bobbing her head up and down until his knees nearly buckled. And when he was very, very close, he pulled back and lifted her up into his arms, wrapping her legs around his waist and pushing her against the brick wall as he pushed inside her.
“Ah-ahhh,” she cried, and he silenced future cries with tongue-twisting kisses.
She wrapped her arms around his neck and moved her hips up against him, but he had a sinful grip on her and pinned her to the wall so he could pump into her at a rapid speed over and over again.
Lucy Gray broke free of his kisses, stifling as many cries as she could as her mouth latched onto his neck.
“What if we get caught?” she whispered breathily, glancing down the long alleyway to where the passersby were walking past.
“Then we get caught,” he growled, fucking her harder, rolling his own hips against her body to hit her with a different angle that would’ve had her screaming if he hadn’t kissed her again.
“Because I’m just a district girl to you?” she taunted, knowing it would hit him just right and have him fucking her even faster, grinding his whole body against her as he felt her flesh melt and drip around his.
“Hell no,” he panted, pinning his forehead to hers. “You’re mine. My Lucy Gray.”
He set her down and sprayed his cum onto the ground before returning to her and giving her lazy kisses.
“I don’t want to go back out there,” she murmured, sinking her fingertips beneath the collar of his shirt. “I want you in the meadow, naked and hovering over me, blocking out the stars so all I can see is you.”
He groaned and leaned his face into her neck.
“I want that too.” He licked his lips. “Tonight,” he said.
“Yeah?”
He nodded.
“After your performance at the Hob we’ll sneak away, and then I’ll all yours.”
She smiled and held him close before adjusting her skirt as they snuck back into town, their hands joined until the very last second.
All mine.
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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.
Bind Me to You - 1/1 | snowbaird fanfiction
A/N: Written for day 3 of Snowbaird Smut Week 2024, run 2. LG handcuffs Coryo to the bed during their honeymoon! Hehe.
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Synopsis: Lucy Gray takes control during her honeymoon to Coriolanus Snow.
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“I’ve been wanting to do this since we were together in 12, but we rarely had a bed available to us, and even less so one we could handcuff to.”
“Did you say handcuff?”
Click.
It was their honeymoon, day 2.
Day one was sweet and magical and gentle – well, as gentle as lovemaking could be when you had Coriolanus as your husband, and he wanted nothing more than to ravage the living daylights out of you. He still had some of that Peacekeeper in him, and that Peacekeeper was a wild animal.
Lucy Gray didn’t mind. She could be equally untamed and even venomous when the lights were down in a bedroom with him.
They’d gone north of the Capitol for their time away, just about an hour away. Close enough that they could be called back if something dire were to happen with the Snow family back home, but far enough away that they could insist anything minor was not reason enough to return from their honeymoon.
They were staying in one of the Snow family’s previously abandoned cottages out on a lake. In recent years, as the Snows had regained their wealth and status just in time for the law to change for Lucy Gray to marry Coriolanus Snow, the cottage had been refurbished and was now in a luxurious state for the long-awaited honeymoon.
And here, on day two, Lucy Gray had planned to do something she’d never tried with anyone. She was going to blindfold and handcuff her dear husband to the bed at the cottage and make him beg for anything remotely sexual to be done to him throughout the evening.
She’d been extremely looking forward to it, and she was not going to back down no matter how much he demanded to be set loose.
Night one had been all about him taking control, something he rarely relinquished anyway. Night two would be all about her claiming him. And he liked the wild animal inside of her. She knew he did.
This was going to be fun.
“I’ve left a blindfold for you on the bed,” she’d said from the bathroom. “Strip down, put the blindfold on and lie back on the bed, Lover. I’ll be in in a minute.”
He smirked, enjoying how the district 12 in her always had a new pet name for him at the drop of a hat. He picked up the blindfold and smoothed his finger tips over the dark silk.
“You won’t even let me see you first?” he asked, craning his neck to see if he could catch sight of her in the cracked doorway. His mind was entirely focused on which of the many sets of lingerie he’d gifted her with the night before. The black lacey one with the matching silk gloves was particularly on his mind.
The door closed, and her voice was muffled when she responded.
“The blindfold won’t be on long,” she promised him, and he chuckled, shaking his head.
He did as he was told though and got undressed. Then he put the blindfold on and plopped down on the bed, scooting back until his head was on the plush pillows at the head of the bed.
He heard the door open a few moments later and felt her presence when she walked into the room. His adam’s apple bobbed in anticipation, and Lucy Gray smirked to herself.
That was when she informed him of how she’d wanted to do this for quite some time, since their time in 12 in fact, which had been over a year ago. His confusion was short lived as soon as he heard the sound of the handcuff clicking around his wrist. And when he tried to tug on it to free himself, he found it was chained to the bed.
“Lucy Gray,” he warned, at first not liking being so restrained, especially when she did the same thing to his other wrist, despite his attempts to prevent it.
“Relax,” she said, after a quiet chuckle. “You’ll like this, I promise.”
“I-”
But he was silenced by the feel of her straddling his hips and then her leaning forward and capturing his lips with her own.
“Mm,” he moaned softly, and she smirked.
“See, told you.”
“You’re wearing the lacey lingerie?” he asked, able to tell by the brush of it on his thighs.
“I am,” she confirmed.
“Let me see it,” he whined, and she chuckled again.
“Patience, dear one. All in good time.”
She patted his chest, then drew her nails down it from collar bone to torso, dipping her finger tips into the lines of his abs, still defined from his continued workouts even after returning to the Capitol. He hadn’t planned on continuing them and keeping up his Peacekeeper physique. But he liked the way Lucy Gray looked at him when she saw his nude body and decided it was worth it to keep the muscle.
Lucy Gray replaced her nails with her mouth and started kissing her way down his chest next, pausing to nip at his nipples with her teeth and making him moan.
“Lucy Gray,” he whispered breathily.
She smirked.
“I’m here.”
Then her tongue ran over his abs, and she blew lightly over the wet spots, making him shiver as goosebumps covered his skin.
As she inched down his body, her hair trailing over him, Coriolanus grew impatient, especially when he could feel her breath on his cock, hovering.
“Okay, take it off. Take off the blindfold. I want to see you when y-”
But Lucy Gray wasn’t listening. She kissed his tip, then sucked it, and then propped his cock up to slowly take the length of him inside her mouth.
“Oh, god.”
Her tongue swirled around him, and he started to lift his hips up, seeking more of her wetness. She positioned herself directly above him though and forced his hips back down so he was pressed against the mattress as she started to bob her head up and down in repeated fast movements, the sucking sound driving him mad.
“Lucy Gray,” he whimpered.
And he could feel her smiling around him. She was enjoying this.
“Argh. Untie me.”
She dragged her mouth slowly free of him, then licked his fully erect length before closing her hand around it and pumping him quickly as she popped his balls one by one inside her mouth and swirled her tongue around them, dragging her teeth lightly on the tender skin until he hissed and raised his hips again. She pushed him down for the second time.
“Lucy Gray!”
She laughed and moved over his leg to where his head was laying on the pillows.
“Alright, alright. My goodness, you’re impatient.”
He huffed and moments later his blindfold was pulled free of his eyes, and he forgot all about his irritation.
She was a vision. Her hair falling around her shoulders, and the lingerie enhancing her cleavage and fitting to her curves flawlessly.
“Wow.”
She smiled.
“Okay, now the handcuffs,” he told her, but she shook her head, and he frowned. “What? Why?”
“Tonight, I’m in control.”
He pouted, and she was adorable, so she leaned down and captured his pretty, pink lips. She could feel the eagerness in him when he chased her lips even after she pulled away and moved down his body again.
Sighing, he fell back on the pillow and grumbled.
“You’ll regret this.”
“I don’t think so,” she said, kissing the tip of his cock again as she cradled it in her palm and started to pump it again.
His breathing grew more shallow as his chest rose and fell, and she could feel the arousal in him growing, could see it too as his cock grew more and more erect under her touch.
“I’m ready,” he said. “Fuck, I’m so ready.”
She smiled.
“Oh, I know.”
She licked two of her fingers and dipped them under the frilly, tiny skirt and pumped her own channel briefly, mesmerizing him. She hissed as her nails brushed across her clit, and when her fingers burst free, Coriolanus could see they’d become fully covered by her wetness.
“You’re ready too,” he said, his pupils dilating.
“Oh, yeah.”
She unhooked the back of the top of her lingerie, so he could see just how pointed her nipples had become, and he groaned, wanting to touch her so badly it hurt. His fingers wiggled in their restraints.
He was going mad, and she was living for it.
“Ride me, Lucy Gray.”
“What do you say?” she asked pointedly, straddling him but keeping her body just inches above his cock, so he couldn’t even feel her no matter how much he tried to raise his hips.
Her ankles held his legs down hard behind her, making it extremely difficult for him.
“Ugh. Ride me now.”
“That’s not very polite, Coriolanus,” she said, leaning down to kiss his chest again and lick a line up to his neck where she promptly sucked. “Where are your manners?”
“Fuck. You want me to beg?”
He was incredulous, but she took her time lifting her head, nipping at his nipples again.
“That’s exactly what I want.”
He groaned.
“Fine. Ride me…please.”
He looked disgusted with himself, but Lucy Gray was pleased beyond measure.
“That’s all you had to say.”
He rolled his eyes, but he was granted the pleasure of his life when she finally moved down his body and lowered herself onto his waiting cock.
“Ahh,” she cried out, her gentle hiss lost in Coriolanus’s moan.
She waited a moment, taking in the feel of his full hardness inside of her before she started to move seconds before he asked her to.
His lips parted, he breathed shakily as she moved up and down, increasing her speed and rolling her hips to grind more deeply against him.
“Fuck, Lucy Gray.”
“I’m trying to,” she said, her strained laugh emerging through the pleasure.
Then her secret desires burst through, despite all her careful planning. She was enjoying herself, for sure, and yet…
“I miss your hands on me,” she confessed.
“Unchain me!” he cried out, seeking the opening the second it appeared.
“Ugh. No. That’s not what I…”
He blew out a huff of frustration and forced his legs up, so he could fuck her from beneath. It wasn’t quite as successful with his hands not on her hips forcing her down onto his cock. It didn’t allow him to lift his head up enough to suck her breasts and latch onto the skin in the crook of her neck, but it was as close as he could manage.
“Ahhh.”
“You like that, Lucy Gray?” he teased her, and she wondered how he’d suddenly regained control when he was the one chained to the bed.
“Uh-huh,” she whined, falling forward on his chest, her hands splayed over his shoulders.
He managed to kiss the top of her head.
“I can do that and so much more… I can touch you, if you let me. Let me, Lucy Gray.” He paused a moment, then smiled to himself. “Please?”
She almost cried she was so desperate for his hands on her.
Reluctantly, she climbed off of him and disappeared into the bathroom.
“What are y-”
But then she re-emerged with the key between her fingertips. She came around to one hand and then circled the bed to the other. And the second he was free, he grabbed a hold of her waist and pinned her beneath him on the bed.
“You’ve been a very naughty girl, Mrs. Snow.”
She shivered at the use of her married name, her eyes wide.
“I think it’s time to punish you.”
“Punish me,” she ordered.
He groaned, the demand music to his ears.
He moved down her body again, kissing, licking, nipping, caressing every inch of her. When he reached her pussy, he dove in immediately, seeking out her clit and pumping three fingers up inside of her, so that she was clawing at him, shoving his face deeper inside her so he could barely breathe.
“Oh, fuck, oh, god.”
He moaned into her, enjoying her taste, and she could feel it, almost like a vibration coursing through her veins.
“So good. So good. Fucking god.”
And then she exploded, the ripples of her orgasm causing her to buck up against his mouth. Before they disappeared completely, he plunged his cock inside of her and thrust until he came undone, jerking off inside of her and grinding against her perfect body until she was completely filled with him.
Then he collapsed, and she held him to her, her arms and legs keeping him in place, so he couldn’t move.
“You can’t go anywhere,” she told him. “You’re mine.”
He smiled, exhausted, and with no intention other than to lay plastered against her skin.
“And you’re mine, Lucy Gray.” He kissed one breast then lifted his head to look into her eyes, curls falling over his forehead. “Always.”
Day 3: Bondage ✨
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Day 2: hickeys/marking 🌹
I'm not doing every prompt, but I thought I'd give a little for snowbaird smut week! This one caught my eye because these two are absolutely crazy for each other.
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Day 1: Virginity 🦊
Coriolanus first time with Lucy Gray was truly something, in the embrace of nature his vixen lady so small in his eyes turned out to be a vixen in heat.
Maybe its also a way to see both of them loosing their virginity, Coriolanus in the literal sense and Lucy Gray with his size as he should be to big to handle. But ofmcourse she is able to adapt and after this experience certainly can’t keep her paws off of him. Don’t mind him Coriolanus just rearranging her insides making room for some pups 👀
lets just say the truth, billy taupe sucked-
Here is the link to the ao3 collection if anyone needs it!!
Snowbaird smut week officially starts tomorrow!!
Also some additional clarifications:
-if you don’t manage to finish your work on time, we absolutely accept late submissions!
-your work doesn’t have to be confined to the canon universe! As long as it is Snowbaird centered and respect the prompt 🫶
-no AI generated content is allowed
Second run of the Snowbaird smut week will take place in less than two weeks!
Reminder of the prompts:
Day 1 - August 4 : virginity
Day 2 - August 5: hickeys/marking
Day 3 - August 6: bondage
Day 4 - August 7: exhibitionism
Day 5 - August 8: breeding
Day 6 - August 9: mirrors
Day 7 - August 10: outdoors sex
First run of the Snowbaird Smut week wrap up!
Find the ao3 collection here!
Ao3 links:
Soak Right In by Peetasblyth
the only heaven i’ll be sent to (is when im alone with you) by dingdongdelusion
Mockingjay's screams by MitsukiSirya
Lose Control with Me by SunField_Antique
[illustration] - Spark by BlueberryWaffles
Possessing Lucy Gray by backtothestart02
Tumblr links:
Day 1: virginity (Mockingjay’s scream chapter 1) by @mitsuki91
Day 2: hickeys/marking (Mockingjay’s scream chapter 2) by @mitsuki91
Day 4: exhibitionism drawing by @jeida-chi
Day 7: outdoor sex fanfic by @shadowqueenjude
Thank you so much to everyone who participated!! If you missed the first run (or wanted to create works for more prompts!) the second run of the event will take place from August 4 to August 10!
We may also have something cooking up for September… 👀 but more on that later!
I posted the second prompt of the snowbaird smut week 💖
Hickeys/marking 😏 it's dedicated to all the sniwbaird discord server and @burntblueberrywaffles in particular 💖
Enjoy!
Mockingjay's screams
Link:
@snowbaird-events 💖
Just before ao3 goes down... I posted the first story for the Snowbaird smut week (I am laaaaate I know).
Prompt: virginity
Enjoy! 🥰
Mockingjay's screams
Link:
@snowbaird-events 💖
the only heaven i’ll be sent to (is when im alone with you) by dingdongdelusion
have officially posted my snowbaird smut week drawing!
see it on tumblr and ao3!
Reposting the link to the ao3 collection in case anyone needs it!!
THE FIRST RUN OF THE SNOWBAIRD SMUT WEEK OFFICIALLY STARTS TOMORROW!!
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
Snowbaird Smut week will take place next week!
post with the tag #snowbairdsmutweek2024 on tumblr or in our ao3 collection!
Only two weeks until the first run of the Snowbaird smut week!
