“Don’t get scared” she said as she stepped into the shower. The warning didn’t really matter. Michael jumped a bit at the sound of her voice, feeling particularly vulnerable as he was wet and naked. He didn’t even hear her come in the bathroom with his head under the water.
“What-..what are you doing?” He laughed nervously as he pushed his hair back.
She smiled, taking in the sight in front of her, “You were taking too long. Gonna waste all the hot water,” she said as she moved past him to step under the water.
He waited for a moment, watching as the water cascaded down her body. How wet and shiny her body looked. She smiled when she saw how he chewed on his bottom lip as he watched her lather her body.
“Can I?” He stuttered over his words. She nodded silently, handing him the body wash. He fell to his knees, rubbing the liquid soap up her calves, her knees, running his hand gently over her core. She gave him a stern look and he rose to his feet. He continued to rub soap against her stomach, running his hands behind her to cup her ass and then lingering on her breasts.
“I think they’re clean,” she chuckled as she removed his hands from her and rinsed under the water.
“Can you do me?” He asked.
She looked at him through narrowed eyes, “Haven’t you washed by now? You’ve been in here long enough,” she scolded.
“Please,” his nose skimmed up her neck until he kissed it gently, “touch me,”
She looked into his eyes as she wrapped her hand around his erection. She pumped him, swirling around his tip with her thumb. She was rewarded with a hiss and he placed a hand on the tile wall behind them. She continued as he leaned his head on her shoulder, occasionally biting down when she twisted her wrist the way he liked. His whimpers came closer together and when he began to beg for his release she removed her hand.
“Please,” His voice was strangled and drenched in desperation.
She smiled, kissed his nose, and moved to the glass door of the shower, “Clean up, baby. We have a lot to do today”
This is part 1 of the headcanons for the poly relationship between Michael/Madison/(female) reader that I’ve thought up. These all take place prior to the apocalypse. Part 2 will take place after the apocalypse, and will likely be split into sections and genres like these were. I know these kind of read more like a fic outline rather than HCs, but I do already have a fic in the works for them, so I think it’s why they’re so fleshed out.
Gen./backstory:
Reader is a witch
Reader is a particularly strong healer; also displays a talent for concilium, telekinesis and reversal spells; can complete roughly 4 out of the 7 wonders, though she shows no interest in ever attempting them
She and Madison have been together for a significant amount of time (at least six months to a year) before they choose to involve Michael in their relationship
They visit him on their own terms the night after the massacre at Robichaux, which they had only been lucky enough to survive because they had been out taking an overwhelmed and home sick young witch on a walk to clear her head
They are angry and hurt by the action he’d taken against their sisters, but they feel they have been betrayed by Cordelia, who had simply left her girls to die while she’d escaped with Mallory and Myrtle (NOTE: basing this strictly off of what we see in the series!)
They agree to join his fight, so long as he never harms another innocent witch; Michael agrees, thrilled to have their power on his side, working on what he considers to be a worthy cause
He finds it endearing the way they sleep curled together on Mead’s couch
After his first meeting at the cooperative, he fills them in on everything he can; what he knows about his destiny as the antichrist, the cooperative, the plan for the apocalypse
They agree to go back to Cordelia and pass whatever information they can about her plans to Michael
He watches them during the course of their entire day spent together, fascinated by all of the little touches they bestow on each other
Relationship backstory:
Madison and the reader are an extremely affectionate couple
Part of this stems from the amount of time they’d been separated while Madison was in hell (they had been best friends prior to being a couple and Madison going to hell had taken its tole on both of them) and part of it stems simply from the two of them savoring their relationship in the face of so much loss
Michael and Madison are drawn together first
Reader goes to Michael’s room one night to thank him for all that he’s done for Madison and is surprised to find that Madison is already there, sitting with her face inches away from Michael’s
Michael and Madison are drawn to the goodness within the reader; the purity of her heart
She revels equally in Michael’s darkness and Madison’s gray nature (it isn’t that she doesn’t have darkness of her own, she is just more light than the other two)
The three of them bring out the best in each other; they are each other’s balancing forces
Michael and Madison each take one of the reader’s hands when they explain their feelings to her; Madison stresses that she loves the reader more than her own life and always will and that nothing will happen with Michael unless the reader is with them
Neither one of them want to be with the other unless they can have the reader as well
Michael confesses he has been drawn to them and enticed by their relationship since the moment they met
Reader never gives them a direct answer; she simply draws them to her and kisses each one of them
Romance:
Reader always sleeps between Michael and Madison
The three of them rent a small apartment in LA, close enough to Ms. Mead’s house that Michael doesn’t forget his past all together, but far enough away to signal a fresh start
Reader likes to sit on Madison’s lap and stretch out across Michael’s while they talk together; Madison and Michael are holding hands while she does this
There is no jealously involved in the relationship; neither reader or Madison feels that their relationship has lost anything, but that it’s gained something; Michael loves how much the girls love each other
They spend as much time in LA as the Coven allows; Madison pretends to be working in Hollywood whenever they go to see Michael
Madison is the one who convinces him to grow his hair out; she loves tugging on it and playing with it
Michael and reader both have trouble sleeping and often stay up late in the night talking together; Madison is out the moment that her head hits the pillow
Reader is constantly stealing clothes or accessories from both of them; she loves to wear something that reminds her of her lovers, and they love to see her in things that belong to them
Madison is unbelievably soft when it comes to both Michael and reader, although if they were ever to call her out on it, she’d put a knife to their throats
Michael and Madison both draw strength from the reader and go to her for support when they need it
Reader gets stuck in Louisiana once while Madison goes out to LA; she and Michael, though happy to be with each other, are both hopelessly lost without her
Michael talks to them often about his plans for the future of the world after the apocalypse; he wants and needs them by his side
He calls them his Queens; Madison pretends to hate it but secretly, she loves it
Madison and reader wear matching rings on their ring fingers; the stone in the middle is a black diamond, and it is flanked by two rubies; they are meant to symbolize Michael and the girls
Surprisingly, they are an affectionate trio who loves pet-names; Madison calls both of them babe more than she calls them by their names; Michael is all about things like “darling” and “love” and he calls them “his girls”; reader is most drawn to using “darling”, but she has also been known to pull ridiculous things like “bunny rabbit” out of her hat, just to make them laugh.
NSFW:
Michael remains the only man the reader has ever slept with; during their first time together, Madison had sat behind her and stroked her hair and talked her through it
Even if one of the three of them isn’t participating in sex with the others, they like to stay in the room; they’re not necessarily there to watch, but to revel in the intimacy
Madison and reader keep up their own relationship when they are in Louisiana, though they frequently call Michael or involve him in their dirty talk if they are unable to get in touch with him (“Michael would be so proud of you”, etc.); he’s never far away from their thoughts
Michael loves to watch Madison get the reader off, and vice versa
Madison once walked in to find Michael fucking the reader up against the wall, and since then, she is constantly trying to put them in positions where it could happen again
Reader enjoys Madison handcuffing Michael to the bed and the two of them taking turns riding him
Madison made a sex playlist for them, because of course she did
Reader disappeared during dinner once, only to come back downstairs in nothing but one of Michael’s black dress shirts and a pair of Madison’s thigh high stockings; Michael had fucked her right on the table while she’d eaten Madison out; the remains reader’s favorite memory throughout the course of their entire relationship
Michael confesses he loves them after their first time together; reader is tucked against his chest and Madison is cuddled up behind her; as he watches them, he’s filled with so much adoration that he can’t hold it in
Double penetration is a favorite all around
Madison is the kinkiest one; she introduces both reader and Michael to what she likes (reader: “why did you never do this with me?” madison: “well it didn’t seem right then” reader: “and now?” madison: “babe… we’re fucking the antichrist….”)
Bondage becomes a must
Any time their sex involves something kinky, Michael is always the most insistent one about aftercare; despite the darkness inside him, he wants to do everything he can to protect his girls
Doesn’t usually like being out of control, but craves it from you
All it takes is a few pulls of his hair for him to give in to you
Loves when you use him for your own pleasure
You mount him whenever and wherever you want, no matter what he’s doing
Talks back just to rile you up
“Don’t be a brat, Michael.”
Punishments include tying him up so he can’t touch you while you ride him, edging, orgasm denial, and the occasional slap across the face
When he first asks you to slap him, you’re hesitant, but when you see how much he loves it, you can’t help yourself
He’s a total smartass, and he’ll start shit with you just to get you into that dominant state of mind that he loves
“Shut that filthy mouth of yours or I’ll shut it myself.”
When he continues talking back (because he loves antagonizing you) you shove your fingers in his mouth and make him lick and suck them until they’re completely soaked
You fuck yourself with them, never breaking eye contact with him while you do
He can’t help but reach out to touch you, but your free hand grips his wrist before he can get close
“No touching. Bad boys don’t get to touch.”
You exaggerate how good your fingers feel just to taunt him, and when you feel yourself getting close, you stop and walk out of the room.
When you look back at him, his look of confusion is priceless
“You don’t deserve to watch me cum.”
His frustrated groan just makes you laugh
Anytime you do make him cum, you don’t let him until he begs you
“Please y/n, I’m desperate.”
You love sucking his cock, then just before he cums, leaving him high and dry
He turns into a desperate, whining mess anytime you do
Sometimes you edge him multiple times a day, and he’s especially needy on those days
He’ll drop to your feet, begging you to touch him, which you know just about kills him
He hates being seen as weak, but he’ll do anything for you
On the good days, you reward him by letting him eat you out, or letting him cum inside you
His favorite thing is when you ride his face. He loves seeing you in a position of power over him
A/N: This is for all you dominant Michael stans out there, I hope y’all enjoy, let me know if you want more submissive Michael/dominant reader!
I actually have a one shot planned that’s very similar to this. Michael says something during their interview at the outpost that makes the reader furious, and she turns to leave; he follows her and grabs her arm, similar to what he does with Mallory, and she just slams him back against the wall and chokes him. He doesn’t even put up a fight. He’s looking at her so smugly and she’s both pissed and turned on.
She pushes him to the ground and climbs on top of him. Doesn’t bother to get undressed. Just hikes her dress up.
When she’s done, she leaves him there and he’s completely fucking RUINED and in awe and so impressed by what she just did. He has to have her.
👏 THIS 👏 IS 👏 WHAT 👏 I 👏 NEED 👏
I need a dominant, strong, powerful woman with a really savage self who is not like the usual reader who is soft, falls easily to Michael’s tricks and want his cock since the moment she laids eyes on him. I want something powerful and THIS RIGHT HERE does that, because I am that kind of woman so yeah, I want something different.
He asks what she’s doing when she interrupts him on his laptop. She pushes all his shit to the floor and straddles his thigh, informing him she’s using him and he can shut that pretty smart mouth of his or she’ll ride his face to shut it for him.
The boys of Hawthorne academy take a field trip to Miss Robichaux’s Academy for Exceptional Young Ladies, Michael gets a little too infatuated with one of the witches.
Pairing: Michael Langdon x Y/N
Warnings: fluff, sarcasm, reader playing hard-to-get 🤪, Young!Michael, Pre-smut? maybe? Sexual tension
Word Count: 1.2k
She’ll take your name and number,
then hit erase and walk away.
“Cordelia, is this really necessary?” You inquired, pacing after the blonde supreme whilst sending a confused eyebrow raise towards Zoe who stood in the living room mentoring another generation of witches, who were incredibly rare to come by in this day and age.
“It will be a nice change of scenery for the warlocks,” She stated, as almost if she was trying to convince herself into the whole ordeal leaving you even more baffled in the process.
“And when have you become lenient towards this idea?” You exclaimed, your voice raising as it seemed to do when you were offended, proving a point, or questioning one’s logic it seemed to be the latter in this situation.
“They say one of them is rival to me as supreme,” She reiterated while turning on her pristine white heels to face you, her expressionless face almost intimidating, but you had grown to see through the facade she held up to protect her girls including you.
“But there is no way, there has never been-,” You began to attempt to muster up an excuse for it to be cancelled, gesturing with your hands to emphasise your point.
“I know Y/N, now get back to preparing for your classes I have matters to deal with,” Cordelia explained, shutting you down abruptly. She was hiding something you could tell but you decided not to press any further.
You felt like you were being scolded by your mother, as the best in the class you took offence to Cordelia’s words holding a back a snarl of disrespect. Hasn’t she realised that you might be in line for the next supreme?
“I want to meet this rival,” You spoke bitterly, mumbling to yourself while standing in the hallway clenching your fists almost painfully.
The next few days you anticipated were full of pressing anxiety about meeting the young warlocks, unsure of how to approach them without showing your distaste and impulsiveness. The two traits that almost defined you as a witch.
“They’ve arrived,” Coco called out signalling the rest of the coven to get in line to greet their male equivalents, hopefully, they would adjust easily and not cause too much of a ruckus.
“Girls,” Zoe scolded, coordinating the witches into the line whilst sending you a reassuring smile which seemed to calm you down slightly, it was like you were radiating steam as you stood poised on the staircase.
As the warlocks began to enter, you stepped elegantly down the stairs in the small black dress you wore on ‘special’ occasions. Catching the needy eyes of the warlocks you let out a scoff, lips upturning into a smile when you reached the bottom, your heels clicking against the floor satisfyingly.
“Miss Cordelia will be down soon,” You explained cordially, with the help of your sisters you began to usher the warlocks into the living room.
Your eyes locked with a strawberry blonde-haired boy noticing the way he was gawking, you gave him a playful wink. The power you had over the male species gave you surges of energy that nothing else could.
Their uniforms were very cute, the small buttoned on tie and black and white ensemble was a proper gentleman’s outfit.
They had no issue sitting in their assigned seats, however, the one that had caught your eye before sat next to you regardless of the name placements on the table.
“What’s your name?” You asked him, fixing your gaze on tapping the blue ballpoint pen repeatedly against the table trying your hardest to be polite.
“Michael, Langdon,” His name rolled from his tongue like pure honey, making you almost tingle with how unexpectedly deep his voice was. After a long almost awkward silence, he spoke up again gaining your attention.
“And yours?” He pursed his lips, as if he was holding his breath which almost made you let out a small laugh his persona was cute, you’d have to admit.
“Oh, you’re going to have to work a lot harder for it than that,” You sincerely replied, tilting your head at him almost observingly as your silk-like hair fell in front of your face.
The sound of Cordelia’s iconic heels clicking against the ground caught your undivided attention, staring at your supreme your lips upturned into an ignorant smirk.
“Welcome, to Miss Robichaux’s Academy for gifted women,” Cordelia introduced, gathering a few scoffs from the audience which prompted you to send the few death stares.
“Today, you will be split into the levels of your magic ability, each group will be assigned an instructor,” She went on, pacing around the room unnervingly she seemed to have that effect on males.
As soon as those words left her mouth, You, Zoe, Coco and Mallory raised your hands signalling that it was them.
“Level one’s with Coco, level two’s with Mallory, Level three’s with Zoe, Level fours and fives with Y/N,” After stating the instructions, she quickly exited the room leaving the girls to handle the warlocks.
Slowly but surely each level left the room, you scorned as you realised Michael was stuck with you, how coincidental.
“So you’re the warlock who is rivalling the supreme?” You asked, removing yourself from the dining table waiting for him to follow after your actions.
“It seems that way Miss Y/N, do you have a problem with that?” He fired a question back at you, his tongue was going to get him in trouble one day if it hadn’t already.
“Depends,” You whispered into his ear, leaning into his figure noticing how his breath hitched you kissed your teeth in response as if you were debating something before pulling away, leaving the poor boy flustered as a faint blush dusted across his cheeks.
“Well that explains a lot,” You giggled, tucking a piece of stray hair behind your ear, acting like a typical school-girl. Turning to walk away, he clasped his nimble fingers around your fragile wrist refraining you from doing so.
“I’d be careful If I was you, Y/N,” He warned, his face just uncomfortably inches away from your face as your hand pressed against his chest.
“Oh, I’m shaking in my boots,” you exclaimed overdramatically rolling your eyes as you tried to awkwardly tug your arm away from him.
“Michael, I’ll ask you once, kindly let go of me,” You growled through gritted teeth, seeing the excitement flare in his eyes, he was asking for it.
He shook his head a smirk forming on his perfect lips, making your jaw clench out of instinct.
“Rursus,” You muttered under your breath, barely lifting a finger as his body went flying back onto the cold hard ground in the living room, the force enough was nearly enough to knock him out.
“You’re more powerful than I thought, I’m impressed,” He coughed out regaining the air in his lungs as he stood up fixing his tie, his prince charming like hair was now dishevelled.
“My effort wasn’t half bad, but you should see me in bed,” You remarked, hearing another loud unexpected cough from your comment probably taking him by surprise with your confidence.
“Now are you coming or not warlock?” You bit your red-stained bottom lip a mischievous smile evident on your face, facing the hall waiting to feel his presence behind you.
He shook his head almost in disbelief as he began to trail after you, pinning his own hands behind himself and comfortably almost contently listening to your sultry voice.
Part two of the M&M/reader HCs to keep you guys satisfied while you wait for the fic! These are all set in the post-apocalypse timeline. Anything about their relationship not explored in either this or pt. 1 will be explored in the one shot series coming up. All aspects of both pt. 1 and pt. 2 will also be expanded on in the series.
I’m so excited that this ship took off the way it did, and that so many of you are so invested in the story. It seriously warms my heart. I, obviously, love them very much, and I’m so glad that so many of you do too.
(me, gifing this scene in complete denial: awww look he’s reaching out for her!!! he wants her attention!!! he loves her!!! they’re so happy!!!)
Gen.:
Reader and Madison stay with Michael as often as they can in
the period of time leading up to the apocalypse
He offered (more like begged and pleaded) for them to be
taken to a bunker so he knew they’d be safe when the bombs fell, but they’d
elected to stay with Cordelia so they wouldn’t arouse any kind of suspicion
Hawthorne is chosen as the location for Outpost Three
because of its significance to Michael; it was there that he first saw Madison
and the reader together
Madison and the reader are able to convince Myrtle that Outpost
Three is where she and Cordelia need to place Mallory and Coco; they know that
Mallory’s magic will be what awakens them and that Cordelia will seek her out
there; they want their reunion with Michael and their final showdown with the
Coven to occur in a place that has meaning for them
The three of them decide Outpost Three will be the last of
the Outposts that Michael visits; it isn’t that they aren’t eager to reunite
with him, it’s just that they want all other distractions cleared away before
he encounters the Coven
Outpost Three will be where they choose to start their new
life together
In the days leading up to the last time they will see each
other, Michael becomes doubtful that what he is asking Madison and the reader
to do is in their best interest; he stresses that if they are having any second
thoughts, if they wish to remain loyal to their coven, to simply let him know
and he’ll allow them to go
They refuse, of course
Madison and the reader make Michael aware ahead of time
exactly who Mallory and Coco really are; this is what leads to the concoction
of the poison apples plan (Madison and the reader hadn’t counted on Cordelia
reviving them when they’d arrived at the outpost; as angry as they are at
Cordelia, they had initially wanted their sisters to have a more peaceful
death, at least until Mallory and Coco had stood against Michael)
After their reunion at the Outpost and the slaughter of the
Coven, M&M/reader easily adjust to their new lives
With the witches dead, the reader insists that the rest of
the people in the Outpost who had been murdered by the poison apples be revived
(Nothing has ever amused Madison more than the disappointed
look on Gallant’s face when he realizes that Michael is indeed spoken for)
Reader often follows Michael out into the wasteland when he
goes on supply runs or meets with other members of the cooperative; she uses
her powers to heal as much of the earth (and the survivors they encounter) as
she can
Michael has done his duty and ended the world for his father,
now he wants to focus on building a new one; he is happy to watch the reader
mend and fix what she’s able to in order to let that new world flourish
With Cordelia and Mallory both dead, both the reader’s and Madison’s
powers expand exponentially; they teasingly call each other the supreme, though
neither one of them would ever step up to accept that title; they are happy to
let the foundations of their old coven die in the past
The survivors of the outpost eventually genuinely take to
M&M/reader, and are especially grateful to reader for insisting on having
them brought back to life
Relationship:
The period of time where they are separated after the bombs fall
is agony for Michael; he knows that Madison and the reader will be safe, that
Cordelia wouldn’t let any harm to come to them, but being without them for so
long weighs on his more than he thought it would
Michael is able to feel it when Mallory’s magic wakes up
Madison and the reader
Both Madison and the reader are absolutely FLOORED when the
arrive at the Outpost with Cordelia to find that Michael’s grown his hair out; he
teases Madison mercilessly about her reaction, given that she was the one who had
spent so long talking him into it
A few days after their reunion, reader decides to do a blood
ritual that will bind their magic together; Madison teases her about not just
proposing like normal people would, but she’s secretly touched that she would
get to share something so personal with the two people she loves the most
(thank you for the idea @wroteclassicaly!)
The ritual allows them to be much more in tune with each
other’s magic, as well as the magic of any outsider; they are able to sense it
(they ultimately sense weak power inside Emily, and Madison and reader begin training
her; the Coven lives on through them, but is new and fresh and not bound by the
mistakes of its old Supremes)
Roughly six months after the arrival of Madison and reader
at the outpost, Michael senses something
through their joined magic; he announces that the reader is pregnant that night
over dinner, shocking both of the girls
Madison had long ago taken preventative measures to avoid ever
becoming pregnant herself, so they were always aware that any children they
ever went on to have would be the reader’s
None of them had ever expected it to happen so soon though
When their daughter is born, she immediately melts all three
of her parents’ hearts
Reader is the designated boo-boo fixer; she is constantly
healing the little bumps and scrapes her little girl gets from running through
the Outpost; she also loves to use her talent for concilium to make Michael and
Madison do the most ridiculous things to get her daughter to laugh
Michael always has her on his lap while he’s at work in his
office; recalling his own memories of his time at Hawthorne, he will often
absentmindedly swirl snowflakes around the room for her amusement
Madison ends up being the one she goes to to learn more
about magic; she will sit with her daughter for hours to work on growing her
powers, all while the reader looks on fondly
Becoming parents only solidifies the bond and the love
between the three of them; they would kill, or die, for the protection of each
other and their daughter
Romance:
Michael may have a harder outer persona at the Outpost, but
he is entirely soft around Madison
and the reader; living without them for two years had been almost too much for
him to bear
Prior to their separation and the apocalypse, reader had
offered to use her power of mind control to alter his memories so he would
forget about her and Madison until after the three of them were reunited; he
had flat out refused
The day after their reunion, he holds them both for hours,
just reveling in being back in their presence; Madison tries to tease him about
this but she can’t even get the words out because she knew she wouldn’t be handling
it nearly as well as he was if she was in his position
Unable to watch him hurt after all that they know has
happened to him, Madison and the reader are able to merge their magic to leave
his memories intact, but erase the pain associated with them
Madison and the reader also finally craft him a ring that
matches the ones they wear; they use dust from the earth outside the Outpost to
forge the materials for it
The blood ritual that bound their magic together also has a
way of making them more in tune with each other’s emotions
When the reader is pregnant, she and Michael go out of their
way to make sure Madison feels included every step of the way; they can feel
through their bond how much that matters to her, how worried she was that she
may become irrelevant to them over time
During this time, the reader pulls her aside to remind her
that their decision to include Michael in their relationship had changed
everything as well, but for the better; she promises Madison that is what their
child will do too; Madison will never be excluded from their family
As a sign of their love for her, Michael and the reader
allow Madison to name their daughter when she’s born
NSFW:
It takes only minutes after they have done away with the
coven for Madison to attack Michael,
pulling at his hair and knocking him down onto the stairs; reader follows behind
her, but not without taking a moment to just laugh at her
The changes to Michael’s appearance and demeanor have both
Madison and the reader weak in the knees for days after they’ve reunited
The sex over the course of those first few days is hot; it’s hard and rough and filthy and typically
quick, though it’s split into several sessions a day; they have enough lost
time to make up for without wasting anymore with slow, lazy lovemaking
Michael becomes more dominating than he ever was before; the
girls are both incredibly weak for it
Madison had always been the biggest dirty talker out of the
three of them; that honor belongs to Michael now
Madison’s new favorite power move to wield over Michael is
to tug on his hair; she tugs on it to get him to go down on her, encourages the
reader to tangle her fingers into it while she rides him
After the blood ritual, Micheal discovers he can use their
bonded magic to get Madison and the reader off without ever even touching them;
he doesn’t even have to be in he same room as they are
The revived Outpost survivors are frequently walking in on
things they don’t want to see, or overhearing things they don’t want to hear;
it eventually gets so bad that they have to sit M&M/reader down and remind
them that they are not, in fact, the last three people on Earth
Reader has taken to sitting around their room in nothing but
one of Michael’s dinner jackets, which drives him wild; Madison loves to use
his cravats to tie up the reader during bondage (or to be tied up with them
herself)
Desk sex in the Outpost’s office is their new favorite thing
Reader and Madison both also develop an affinity for blowing
Michael while he sits in one of the office’s leather armchairs
They had, of course, always known Michael was the
antichrist, but the first time they see him do one of his blood rituals, Madison
and the reader are totally and completely gone;
reader straddles his hips to ride him right there, trailing her tongue up each
of his arms to heal the cuts
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