power play

A fanfiction about Lady Alcina Dimitrescu and one of her servants, an enby named Sasha.On a fateful encounter in the library at night, things are set in motion that will change their life forever - from a simple staff member, they are to rise into the position of her new handservant and dutifully do their tasks despite every hardship tossed at them.... hardships that eventually involve feelings.(Fluff, Angst and eventual Smut.)(Occassionally with Fanart at the end of a chapter.)

Alastor was an ace of spades who had no fleshly desires at all — or so he thought. Then Lucifer Morningstar came along, and he felt things he’d never felt before. Lust. Fear. Desire. He felt threatened, and what better way to deal with a threat than to take control of that which was threatening, by any means necessary? Lucifer just wanted to be a good father to his daughter, Charlie. He never expected to be drugged to the point of weakness by one of her so-called “friends” and he certainly didn’t expect to become a victim of something as horrible and cruel as rape. What makes it worse is that the rape forces him to remember that his body is hermaphroditic in the worst way possible. Charlie just wants to reconnect with her father. But suddenly, he seems so small, so scared. Like a porcelain doll that will break if she so much as looks at him the wrong way. She doesn’t know what’s wrong — but she knows something IS wrong, and she wants, so badly, to help him. But how can she help him when he refuses to speak about it? And why is Alastor so much more coy and buddy-buddy than usual, too? Somehow, she thinks it’s connected to her father’s sudden meek temperament, and she doesn’t like it one bit.

Many sinners will tell you just how frightening the King of Hell truly is. From the way he holds himself up in battle to the way he loves his daughter and wife. That's what the public said, anyway. He had to make Charlie happy. He had to, there was no other way about it. She was in fact his everything. He couldn't risk losing her again. Even if risking revealing the worst parts of himself to an unexpected, annoying, self-centered, certain Overlord.

Lucifer KNOWS he shouldn't trust a word that Alastor says. And yet, Lucifer agrees to lay down for him anyway.

After discovering Merlin’s kinks it’s only fair that he gets to know Arthur’s right? An epilogue to ‘Ironing out the kinks’ but can be read as a stand alone!

“We really aren’t supposed to let omegas down here when our more feral alphas are in rut like this,” the beta hedged once the lift opened up to the basement floor. “Well, I won’t tell if you won’t,” Mingi said flippantly, breezing past the beta to follow the alluring scent that had been calling to him ever since he’d first entered the illegal auction house. As Mingi drew closer and closer to the growling, muzzled alpha chained up in a pen at the far end of the room, it seemed like his many years of searching for his true mate were finally about to pay off. And oh, he was perfect.

Tav is an asshole and hands Astarion over to Gandrel at the first opportunity. Astarion is dragged back to Baldur's Gate, terrified by the thought that Cazador is just waiting to get his hands on him again. Luckily for him, a certain Cambion seems to be rather interested in his fate. Raphael offers him a pact: protection in exchange for servitude. Of course, the devil has his own plans, even if it's just to spite his father.

Alone in his room, Lucifer wants to deal with his lustful needs in peace -- but a certain Radio Demon keeps showing up in his fantasies. Or: Lucifer can't stop thinking about Alastor while getting himself off.