'Walls I've Built Up, Became My Home.'
Kinktober Day 13 (Aftercare)
Pairing • Wilhemina Venable x Reader
Warnings / Notes • mentions of abuse, gunfire, nightmares general sad feelings, but it gets so fluffy. Also NSFW! hope you guys enjoy this one 💞 (this is out of order from the days but you know what I know u guys will love it so shh)
Wilhemina Venable's breathing is weak and full of little hiccups as she sits in her armchair, tears flooded her flushed cheeks and her fingers trembled with her despicable human emotion. Sadness, she fucking despised the fact that she could experience such a nonessential emotion. It haunted her bones, it surrounded her with doubts like demons whispering constantly in her ear.
Venable grew up without a family, passed along in foster care and when she was seven she was thrown so hard against a wall during one of her foster fathers fits of alcoholic rage that it damaged her spine, fractured multiple ribs and even cracked her right hip. This one moment in her life caused her spine to grow in a way all together unhuman, or at least, that's what the next few families would say.
Wilhemina was a monster, that she was so sure of. She had never experienced love, not once in a number of homes, well there was perhaps one time she believed she had a small crush on a girl in high school but that was something altogether else, wasn't it? No one could ever love her, and wasn't it an abomination to be attracted to the fairer sex?
"Miss... Miss Venable?" You whisper a little nervously from the doorway. You tried to sleep, truly, it was just you kept having nightmares about the very woman who sat in front of you. She was so beautiful, so powerful and alluring that she could bring you to your knees at any given moment if she wanted.
The redhead is brought out of her thoughts by your timid voice and she quickly wipes at her cheeks angrily with her sleeves in a near panic. No one could see her like this, vulnerable, it was unbecoming and it showed weakness. "What?" She growls out and she keeps her back facing you.
You flinch a little at the low tone of her voice but you pick up on a tremble in it, she was crying or at least she had been. "I... Miss Venable, I can't sleep, I keep having nightmares."
Your voice, god your voice sounded so sweet to her, so innocent, so untouched by a cruel world that she had come to know. "Nightmares." She repeated your statement
"Nightmares." You nod from the doorway before walking into her bedroom and closing the door. "They're about you," you lick your lips.
She chuckles dryly, "Of course they are. I'm the monster under the bed right?" She shakes her head and she picks at her shaky fingers, chipping the black nail polish away.
"No," You shake your head and you walk farther into the room. The purple silk nightgown clinging to your form. "No, no no no," You furrow your eyebrows and you walk over to where the woman sat and you kneel beside her on the carpet. Not looking at her yet, giving her a sort of privacy she didn't even think of asking for. "Never."
The older woman looks down at the top of your head and she tilts her own to the side curiously. Wiping her cheeks once more as she started to calm, instead, she focused on you and that was an odd feeling as well. The swelling in her chest when you were around and the way she lov-liked to hear you ramble. "Then what? Would you like to talk about it?"
You bite your bottom lip as you stare at the fire, the glow painting your face, enchanting Venable in a way she couldn't break free from. Maybe she was weak from crying, or maybe you were just that damn beautiful.
"They're always back to back," you start and you take a deep breath. "But the last one, it was so bad." Your bottom lip trembles and you have to close your eyes, a tear falling down your cheek. "I had to watch you get shot, I had to watch as you gasp desperately for air, over and over and over again. I would gather you into my arms and I would wish and pray on everything that I had that you could stay and that you wouldn't leave but you... You kept dying."
The woman is taken aback, no one had ever cared about her well being like that except Ms. Mead but even this seemed deeper. "I'm sorry," She says before thinking. "I mean I'm sorry you can't rest properly." She clears her throat trying to hide her vulnerability.
"It's not your fault." You lay your head on her knee and you keep your eyes closed. "Please, can you promise me that you won't get hurt? You won't die?"
The redhead swallows and it feels like it's broken glass that is sliding down her throat, "Dear, you know I cannot promise that."
You whimper and you shake your head. "I couldn't bear it you know, you leaving the outpost. I wait every single day for your cane to hit the ground."
Venables trembling gloved hand reaches over and she places it on your head. "To signal breakfast?"
"No silly," You sigh gently. "To see you." You turn then and when you see the woman's puffy eyes and flushed cheeks you realize that she had in fact been crying before you entered her bedroom. "Miss. Venable..."
"I don't want your pity, so don't." She clenches her jaw and she takes her hand away from your head.
"Pity?" You move a little until you're on your knees in front of her. Placing your hands on her knees. "Miss Venable I don't pity you. I like you."
A gasp echoed off the walls as your words process through the older woman's mind. "You like me? How."
"I- I don't know how to answer that," your eyebrows come together in a cute crinkle and it takes Wilhemina by surprise that she wants to sooth the spot. You continue though, thinking everything through. "Well, I just... You have this air around you, and this overall presence that I enjoy being in. You make me feel safe, and no one in my life has ever made me feel like that."
The redhead slowly releases a breath and she slides her middle finger down your jaw, "You like me because I'm the leader dear."
"No! Well, that's hot yes," a blush paints your cheeks as she raises a perfect eyebrow at you. "Even if you were a gray or a purple. I'd feel the same I know it, I'm... Attracted to you, so many times when you're talking during dinner I always daze off into space."
Venable licks her lips and she grips the armchair with the hand that wasn't currently caressing your jaw. "I've noticed you never listen. What do you even think about?"
You blush darker then and you sit on your heels before shaking your head. "It's so bad you'd have me executed."
Venable hums to herself and she sits back in her chair. No longer feeling the sadness that clawed at her chest from before and all she had to thank for that was you. "Try me, sweetheart."
You clenched your eyes closed tightly and a short whine left your lungs when the delicate nickname left Venables's lips like it was so easy to call you that. "The last time I was thinking about... You know um..." You lick your lips and you pull your bottom lip in between your teeth as you think this through. You were about to tell her one of your desires. It was terrifying. "My last daydream I pictured marking you..."
A light flush started to blossom onto Wilhemina's chest and she flexes her fingers. "Marking... As in?"
You nod gently, shamefully. "Yes, and I thought about doing it to your thighs," you flutter your eyes open and you gaze at the woman's covered legs. "Or your chest, your ribs, your neck. Gods your neck. Everyone would see and it makes me so... Excited to know that everyone would know I got to have Ms. Venable, that the most gorgeous woman in the outpost, in the world was mine." You started to ramble as your mind raced.
The older woman's index finger eventually ended up your lips, shushing you. "You really think of this? You're... Attracted to me truly?" She questioned in awe.
Your mind halts as she shushes you and you nod slowly. So you wouldn't remove the finger currently residing on your lips, any touch from Wilhelmina was considered a win and you weren't about to ruin this one. "Mhm"
The older woman studied you for a moment and a long, shuddering breath leaves her lungs. "Go over to my bed, and lay on it. Head on the pillows. Can you do that?"
Your eyes widened slightly at the request, it almost seemed like a demand but you could practically hear the hesitation in Venables's voice like she was scared that this moment could break in a half-second if she done anything wrong.
"Yes." You whisper from behind the woman's finger before you stand and smile at her, excitement coursed through your veins as you walked over to her large bed and you sit at the end waiting a moment. "Are you sure?"
"Yes." Her back is facing you once again and she clears her throat. "Have you done what I said to?" She questions as her dark eyes watch the fire.
You slide backwards on the bed, using your palms to help you move and you lay down, your head resting comfortably on the woman's memory foam pillow. "Yes." it's a mere whisper but Venable hears it and she smirks. You would listen to anything. Wouldn't you?
"I want to show you something." The older woman stands smoothly, using the cane in her hands she balances herself and turns to look at you. It's a really good thing she had the cane because she nearly lost her balance seeing you on her bed, waiting for her like this.
"Okay," You place your hands on either side of your body and you watch her with a delicate gaze. "Anything Miss. Venable."
The leader's lips quirk up at the corners for a moment before she gets nervous again, she walks over to the bed slowly, she always performed everything deliberately in a gradual pace, it showed professionalism and it always lead her to success. "Alright then," Venable sits down beside you and she brushed her fingers against her earlobe in a gesture that she always did when she was scared. "unzip the back of my dress."
You sit up a little when the woman's quiet request left those perfect lips. "Are you..." You clear your throat and you shake your head, "Miss Venable are you sure?"
She simply nods and she holds her cane with one hand and the bed covers with another, her knuckles white at her iron tight grip. "Y-Yes."
You reach forward and you move to your knees so you had a better balance. Your fingers glide up the back of the woman's black dress and you swallow gently. You felt something powerful at this moment as if she had been waiting for this for years. Your index finger and thumb clasp the zipper and you slowly and steadily started to slide it down.
Venables's eyes were shut so tightly that she started to see stars. She was so petrified for the first time in forever, this vulnerability not coming easily to her.
Your eyes take in the curved spine and you reach up to place your cold palm on Wilhelmina's back. "Does it hurt?" You question as you lean forward. Your breath brushing against the back of her reddened ear, the rubbing from earlier causing the skin to rash.
"No." She shakes her head slowly and she starts to allow her eyes to open, a hesitated relief starting to tug at her heart. "What... Do you think?" Venable braced herself for your harsh words but she did feel as if the worst was over. You had seen it. She had nothing to lose.
You allow your middle finger to trace the curved path of her spine and you place a kiss right in the middle of her shoulder blades. "If it doesn't cause you any pain then it doesn't cause me any," You answer simply before your lips make their way up to the back of the woman's ear kissing each inch of exposed skin they could reach. "Thank you for trusting me."
A tear escapes Wilhelmina's eye and the smile that her lips produce is one of awe and relief. You were incredible, how was it you took the thing that made her feel monstrous and make it feel like a mere beauty mark. "Wow."
"What?" You tuck your chin in her shoulder and you look at the side of her face. The warmth radiating off the both of you created a small bubble that you both never wanted to leave. "What is it, Miss. Venable?"
"Wilhelmina. No more formality when we're alone okay?" She hates the tremble in her voice but she decided she was safe with you.
"Okay," You wrap your arms around her and you smile gently. "Alright, Mina, may I... Continue undressing you?"
"Mina..." She repeated quietly to herself before she nods "Yes, you may continue to undress me if you want."
You lean in once more and you make the woman turn her head towards you with your index finger on her chin. "I do, I do want to." You brush the tip of your nose against hers and you delicately lick your lips.
"Do you want to kiss me?" Venables's eyebrows are furrowed and her eyes are closed as she breathes you in, her lips so close to yours that she was sure that she could feel the phantom feeling of a kiss.
"Yes," Your finger that was on her chin slid down her jaw and you grasp the back of her neck. "May I?"
"Yes." It's a husk of an answer, but the moment you feel the word grace your face with its strong presence that was it, the small yes was all the reassurance you needed. Your chin tilts forward and your bare lips meet a darkly painted pair.
It's gentle at first as if you were simply tasting one another, sharing breaths, sharing memories but the older woman wanted more, and the more it deepened the more Venable wanted everything. Her cane drops to the floor when both of her hands move to the back of your head, clutching at your hair so you couldn't leave her.
"Mina..." You whimper and you move away just enough, your lips still touching hers but her tongue retreated from your mouth as you both pant for breath.
"What?" She allows her eyes to open so she can search your face for hesitation or regret. "What's wrong?"
"I want to continue undressing you now." Your eyelids flutter open and she releases a gasp at the sight of how dark your eyes were.
"Then do it." It was almost like a dare, or a challenge and you took it so easily. A smirk played on your lips and your fingers ran down her back like a professional musician played the violin. Expertly, and full of experience. Like you knew exactly what to do, and where to touch.
You slide the black dress off the woman's torso, the material crinkling as it slid down her arms. "Wow, you're... Gorgeous," you move forward and take her by surprise with another deep kiss. You couldn't believe you were actually seeing her, that this wasn't another dinner time daydream.
Whimpers settle deep in Venables's chest as she kisses you, taking whatever you had to offer. That word sounded so foreign to her, to be called that, it almost seemed out of place but you said it with so much conviction that she knew nothing else to be true. "Please, I've never..." Her breathing stuttered as she feels your cool fingers on her ribs.
You nip her bottom lip, "You've never... Done this?" You ponder out loud, wondering what she meant. Did she never have a partner or was it more than that.
She pulls away and she carefully shifts so she's the one leaning against the pillows. Looking disheveled and a bit shy. "I've never finished before... Or had sexual intercourse..." She looks down at her lap.
"Oh," You move as well crawling up until you straddle her lap, tilting her head up to you with your forefinger. "Mina, it's okay, can you explain to me what you're feeling?" You gaze into her eyes until you receive a quiet nod. A gentle and reassuring smile leaves your lips before you start kissing the spot below her ear, resulting in her brain short-circuiting
"God- um." The redhead places her hands on your hips and she clenches her fingers every now and again as you get a particularly sensitive spot. "I feel powerless, vulnerable, anxious, and weak..." She closes her eyes and a moan tumbles out of her lips as you nip her pulse point. "Wet. Excited, needy, so much want." She tries to piece it together for you but she just couldn't.
"Mmm, that's it darling," your breaths brush against the woman's neck and you delight in the moan it produced. "I want to make sure everything is okay with you, I want to make sure you're okay with this, I want to make sure you're comfortable." You tell her before sucking her earlobe into your mouth.
"I am, I want this." She admits and she bites her bottom lip. "I'm sorry." She shakes her head at herself.
"Why?" You pull away and you play with the cloth that barricaded your hands from touching her bare thighs.
"I'm normally this strong and... Ruthless leader, you expected much more didn't you." Her eyes watered and she looks away, her brown eyes trained on the wall.
"Mina, darling, don't." You cup her cheeks and you smile at her with so much love that it causes her skin to flush. "You're perfect okay? Once you get comfortable and confident I'm sure it will be different but let me just take of you tonight alright? Can you let me do that?"
The older woman gazes into your eyes and a whimper crawls out of her throat before she nods, leaning into the touch on her cheeks. "Yes." She allows you to wipe the tears from her cheeks and she starts to relax. "Take off my dress completely now?"
You smirk a little at her and you give her a nod. "There she is, anything for you Miss Venable."
A low growl vibrates deep in her chest and her eyes roll to the back of her head as she feels you rip the rest of the garment off of her body. "That, please, I enjoyed that." She swallowed thickly and her neck muscles are pulled taught as she leans her head back.
"Oh, you actually do enjoy when I call you Miss. Venable." You allow your fingers to dance across the woman's pale legs and you allow yourself to moan. "Please tell me this is real. You're so beautiful."
The woman clutches the bed quilt in both of her hands and she looks down at you as she watches your head get closer and closer to her pulsing center, my gods she could feel herself throbbing, saturating and ruining any semblance of fabric she had left of her panties. She had never felt like this before and she could see herself becoming addicted. "It's..." She has to swallow to stop her voice from cracking. "It's real." She promised.
"Good," You look up into the woman's eyes as you flick your tongue out against the woman's covered core, you could already taste her, she was so damp with excitement that it made your lower abdomen burn with its own need.
As soon as your tongue made contact with her covered center Venable reached down and she grabs a handful of your hair, it felt natural, and god she didn't want you to stop. "Do that again... No panties." She husks out.
You nod as best as you could with the grip in your hair and you loop your index fingers into the woman's panties before pulling them down her legs so you could settle in between them comfortabley. "Can you spread your legs for me?"
Venable nods and her chest rose and fell with her quick breaths. She wasn't sure she would survive this. Her legs slide apart and she watches as your eyes turn an obsidian color and she whines when she sees you lick your lips. As if you were starving just from seeing her. "Please"
What were you going to say? No? You move in and you allow your mouth to wrap around the woman's center, completely surrounding her heat with your lips. Your eyes connect with Wilhelmina's as you drag your tongue through her center, flicking the hot muscle against her clit.
A deep and nearly animalistic moan left the leader's lungs and her grip in your hair tightened. Keeping you there, how had she been missing this for so long. The way you kept eye contact with her had more copious amount of juices to flow from her. It made it more intense for her, "I... Fuck this feels amazing." She licks her dry lips and her feet slide up the bed as she tries to ground herself subconsciously.
"Mmm mhm." You nod into her and you use your tongue to find all of her special spots, the ones that made her grip tighten in your hair, the ones that made her thighs shake, the ones that made her lose all of her breath.
It didn't take long for Venable to reach the edge and when she did she furrowed her eyebrows. "I- I think I'm about t-to." She whimpered out and she lays her head back, a thin layer of sweat on her body.
"Good girl." You suck on her clit for a moment and watch as her face blushed at the praise. "Do it then, for me." You slide your middle finger into the woman's core and you massaged her g-spot as you sucked on her clit and it didn't take long before the redhead was sent into oblivion.
Moans, quick heavy breaths, and whimpers fill her bedroom as the woman came down from her high. Her eyelids halfway open as she watches you lap her up like a kitten. "Hey... Hey, come here." She says, her voice hoarse.
You kiss the woman's hipbone and you crawl up her body. Kissing her chin before smiling. "Hi."
"Hi." The woman reaches up weakly and she cups your cheeks as if you were a fragile object. "Where have you been my entire life."
You chuckle then and you lay beside her, your middle finger sliding up and down her abdomen in a calming manner. "Does it matter? We're here now." You hum and lick your lips. Still tasting her you kiss her shoulder. "May I sleep in here?"
She moves her head to look at you sleepily and she nods. "Please. Don't leave me alone. I have to know when I wake up that this was real."
"Then I won't leave darling. After you nap though we are most definitely changing the bedsheets and cleaning up because someone is a messy girl." You chuckle lightly so she knows that it's not a judgment.
"Okay. Goodnight sweetheart."
There it was. The endearing nickname that caused your heart to flutter. "Goodnight Mina."
