Noblesse - One-Shots & Reactions.

Ragar x Depressed!Reader (Lemon)

A/N: This contains mention of depression, abuse and self harm. So if you are easily trigger just skip the first paragraph.

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You can't stop the thoughts and the memories of your abused days. You remember the pain and the torment. It's times like these that you want to revert to your self harming days. But you know that it doesn't help and never had helped but then it felt like it did. The pain you inflicted on yourself distracted you from the outside pain.

But now you have a loving husband, who is extremely supportive and loving. Whenever you're down he has always there to comfort you. But right now he's busy as Clan Leader of the Kertia clan, fulfilling his duty to his Lord. You couldn't help but sigh sadly. You understood he had duties and couldn't always be here but you needed him right now. Looking out the window watching the sun decent and the moon come out, you didn't hear your spouse come in until he wrapped his firm arms around you. You gasped turning your head.

"Are you having a bad day?" He rubbed your cheek with his thumb.

"Yes I'm sorry," you couldn't help but feel guilty even though it wasn't your fault.

Pulling you closer, Ragar softly pressed his lip against yours. Closing your eyes you kissed back. You understood what he was trying to say.

'Don't apologize, it's justified. I'm here for you.'

Pulling away he looks down softly at his lover. His red eyes shining in the dark room. The only source of light is from the full moon. The light reflects your beauty even more than in the morning sun. It gives you an ethereal form. Ragar can't help but admire you.

"You're so beautiful. How did I ever get so lucky?" His left hand rubbing circles on your hip his other hand on the back of your neck.

"I'm the lucky one," wrapping your arms around his neck, you leaned up kissing him again.

It was just as soft as the first kiss but the passion has no bounds. The kiss soon turns into a tongue battle. Ragar's tongue brushes against yours. You sucked on his tongue. Pulling away a string of saliva connected the both of you. Picking you up bridal style Ragar carried you to the bed. Placing you down he got on top of you. Trailing soft kisses down your jaw to your neck he leaves bright red hickies in his wake.

You moan softly tilting your head to the side to give him more access. Taking this opportunity he bites down on your sweet spot grazing his fangs against it.

"Ragar," your breath hitched.

Tenderly Ragar begins removing your clothing as well as his. You can't help but admire his entire being. Everything about him is perfect and he's yours. From every scar on his body, every dip and curve. To you, he is your saver, your God and you cherish him dearly. Lovingly you kiss chest and let his hair free from its pony tail. His gorgeous blonde locks cascade down his side's. He caresses your cheek delicately. Ragar marvels at your grace and allure. It never fails to make his knees weak. You are his queen, his goddess. There is nothing about your body that displeases him. Your soft skin, your lustful eyes. He loves how honest your body is for him. Every touch, every kiss gains a reaction.

Kissing you again he holds your hips, slowly delving into your hot, wet core. The kiss hardly containing your moan as your walls stretch around his member. As he completely sheaths himself inside of you he doesn't wait to pleasure you. He sets a slow and passionate pace. Your breath catches in your throat as you moan. Your arms wrap around his neck pulling him closer. Your breasts and hardened nipples rubbing against his chest. He groans at the feeling, leaning down he takes one in his mouth, sucking and licking.

"R-Ragar," you moaned your face flushed your fingers tangling in his hair.

It's moments like these that you cherish the most. The feeling of him inside you, when your hips meet. It's not slow and it's not fast it's perfect. Perfect for the times you think the world is against you. It's moments like this that Ragar proves his love to you. He knows he doesn't have to be rough and fast to show it.

Removing himself from your breasts he rests his forehead on yours gazing into your (E/C) eyes. Watching every change in your facial expression. Listening to your every moan. His lips grazing against yours, light pecks passed between words of love. Your hearts and body becoming one. Arching your back you moan his name as you cum. Ragar softly moans your name as he cums with you. Panting he pulls out laying beside you, holding you to his chest. He strokes your hair as you close your eyes in content as you drift to peaceful sleep.

"Goodnight my love, I love you," Ragar whispers into the night.