Sweetest Tongue has the Sharpest Tooth
Sweetest Tongue has the Sharpest ToothNote: I do not own Once Upon A Time, I’m just playing in the sandbox.
Rating: NC-17 (sexual content, language)
Genre: Angst/Smut
Prompt: (from thestarkinthesweater) RedCricket possessive, jealous sexy-times after Ruby goes out with Whale for the night because she though Archie wasn’t interested.
Summary: Ruby pushes Archie to his breaking point
Especially pretty girls,
Who’re bred as pure as pearls,
Should question words addressed by men.
For a wolf or other beast
I say a wolf since not all are wild…
Others appear plain kind or unriled.
Alas for those girls who’ve refused the truth
The sweetest tongue has the sharpest tooth
-Charles Perrault (the moral of Red Riding Hood)
It was late and she was tipsy. As she opened the door to the Bed and Breakfast, she crept in, closing the door quietly as to not wake Granny.
“I wondered when you’d get in,” came a voice that certainly didn’t belong to Granny.
Doctor Archie Hopper was sitting in the living area, there was dim fire going and a wilted bouquet was waiting on the coffee table. “Oh fuck,” she muttered, thinking of earlier that day.
She had asked Archie out and when he didn’t answer she chose to move on to Whale who seemed all too interested in going out. Too bad all he did was hit on her and make lude comments, not listening to the conversations she offered. He did however, paid for her very expensive dinner.
“So, how was your evening?” he asked, she tilted her head at the emotionless tone of his voice.
Inhaling she caught the crisp scent of anger rolling off of him, it was something she wasn’t used to. “Disappointing, as I can see yours was?” she offered, trying to step politely around the subject.
He sighed, it was low, almost a growl. For some reason she perked up at the noise. “Ruby, why would you do that? You know that I would have gone out with you tonight.”
“But you wouldn’t speak up! Archie, you never do! You sit and sulk instead, believing I’d never give you a chance while Whale was all too vocal of his interest. And yeah, my night mostly sucked and would have been better with you but you never step up.”
He caught her completely off guard when stepped towards her, wrapping his hand around the back of her head and slamming his lips to hers. The fierce, consuming kiss shocked her. When she pulled away, she saw a darkness flash over his face she never expected. “I want you, I will not let you do something stupid like that again. You’ve been blind for far too long. How can you not see how much I love you?” His words were a whisper but they hit her like he screamed them in her face.
“I can Archie! I’ve always been able to tell you liked me! You know what happens to anyone I show interest in! They die! I can’t have anything happen to you!”
“But you’ll gladly allow that alcoholic with a God Complex enjoy your company? The one who only wants to fuck you and leave you?”
Ruby felt the wolf rise, “Then step up Hopper and show me what you got.” She growled, and as he moved forward she took one step back. She thumped against the wall, not even realizing he had been walking her backwards the entire time. She was intrigued and aroused by this development. One hand braced against the wall, keeping her there.
A small gasp left her mouth as he hands slid down to her waist and she found herself getting wet immediately. She wasn’t used to him being so forward. She liked it and found herself biting her lip as he skimmed his hands up her thighs. “Do you want me?”
Ruby found herself leaning into his touch; she stepped up on her toes, breathing into his ear. “Find out.”
His hand slid into her panties, fingers slowly crawling down towards her center. He breathed out as he found her wet and waiting. His other hand moved from the wall. He seized her ass, digging in his blunt nails her flesh, holding onto her as he slid one finger down her clit before entering her.
Inhaling sharply, she struggled to ride his finger but it was hard with his grip on her. “Archie,” she whined softly.
He refused to let her gain control. “You want me strong and dominant, and then you have it, love.”
As he kneed her legs apart, spreading them wide, she helped shove her panties down as he began to thrust his finger inside her. She tried not to slam her head into the wall as he began to add a second and third finger. She was swearing with each breath as his pace became hard, fast, pounding…
Biting back a scream, she felt her orgasm hit it hard, clamping around his fingers.
Panting, trying to catch her breath, he pulled his fingers from her and she watched as he tasted her. Sure she’d been eaten out a few times but seeing him do that was so wickedly erotic for some reason. “Arch…that was…”
“Oh, we’re not done yet.” He warned, his voice had dropped a couple octaves and it made her shiver. “I’m getting inside you, I will make you see what you’ve been missing.”
She let out a moan as he swept her off her feet, holding her with one arm and carried her into the living room. He set her down and she allowed him to move her as he saw fit. Apparently that was to turn her from him, bent over, placing her palms down on the coffee table. Once more her skirt was bunched up, panties were pulled down, but this time he had her step out of them. She didn’t see what he did with them but a twisted part of her hope he pocketed them.
Gods, standing here like this, with him so determined behind her, it made her throb. She knew she obviously had issues but Lord help her she wanted this so bad. She felt him press up against her, pants still on. She could feel how hard he was beneath them. His hand came down on her skin and she let out a yelp in surprise. A part of her hoped it left a mar on her light skin, marking her with his hand print. The thought and the strike intrigued the wolf that started to become very interested in the man who was having his way with her. Usually the wolf stayed quiet and would give her the most unpleasant feeling after her couplings with other men. This time, it was different.
“Jesus, Ruby,” he swore behind her as he effortlessly slid his finger inside her. “I should have known you’d like that.”
She smirked over her shoulder, batting her eyes at him, “Then do it again, handsome.”
When his hand landed again, she threw her head back and moaned. He slid his palm over where he had just slapped, she shivered at the shock waves that coursed through her. Ruby heard his zipper being pulled down, then the rustling his pants coming down. “Please,” she whispered.
“Hmm?” he asked, walking his fingers up her spine to her neck, he gathered her hair, giving it a light tug. She bit her lip, letting out a whimper. God she loved this, even the wolf within was howling in delight. Ruby could feel her rising, coming just above her flesh to feel his touch. Mate. Make him your mate. It was a demand, it was not negotiable and Ruby was surprised at the sudden strength of the wolf within. It wanted to bite, to mark. She pushed down the urge to focus on her lust.
“Fuck me,” she told him, tilting her hips back, rubbing against him.
His voice was low, “Why? Besides your obvious want to sate your lust, why should I?”
She let out a frustrated noise, “I’ve always wondered what you’d be like…my quiet little Cricket. You’ve been far to good to me all these years, always the Gentleman. But I want you undone, I want to see that mischievous side you hide, I want to see you take me like you want. Show me how I make you feel, show me your frustration, your pain, your fury, your passion, everything.”
That’s when she felt his head slide up her slit; she gasped and thrust back against him, seeking to draw him in. He gripped her hip, holding her as he slowly began to sink inside her. She breathed out; clutching the table as he didn’t stop until he was in as far as he could go. “Ruby…Red…” he whispered.
He began to pull out of her, leaving on the head remaining before slamming back into her. She held onto the table, her fingers curling around the sides, knuckles turning white as he continued a strong pace within her. The living room was filled with the sounds of their ragged breathing and him slapping against her. When his fingers went from her waist and found her clit, she couldn’t hold back the cry that left her lips.
She was on her way to orgasm when he suddenly stopped. Before she could even form the word ‘why’ he moved, sliding out of her. Ruby moaned at the loss, he sat down the couch behind him and he turned her around. Peering down at him, she got to see what he looked like. Perspiration was gathering on his forehead, his face was flushed, he was panting softly, cock hard and waiting, precum coursing down the shaft. He had left his shirt on but his tie was draped over the back of the couch. He made her hungry.
The wolf was rising again, continuing its pleas for her to mark him. “What are you doing?” she asked.
“I’m not like other men who’d gladly stare at your back and ass as they pound you. I’m with you, I want to see your face, your eyes. I want you to ride me.” His answer made her grin.
“Only if I can unbutton your shirt,” when he arched his brow, she laughed. “I want to see what I’m working with,” she insisted.
His fingers went to his shirt, button by button, exposing his chest. She couldn’t help but grin at the dark ginger curls. When most women wanted a hairless chest, she didn’t. She loved the feel, the friction. At the last button, he opened the shirt and with that, she mounted him. Placing either leg around him, she grabbed his cock, feeling it pulse with his heartbeat in her hand. He closed his eyes and let his head fall back as she gave him an experimental stroke.
Lining him up with her entrance, she slowly took him inch by inch until she was full. With a sigh, he lifted his head, opening his eyes. She was surprised as he cupped her cheek, pressing his lips to hers in a long, slow kiss. Breaking it, they both immediately pulled air back into their lungs and shared a smile. As she began to ride him, thrusting her hips on his, her hands snaked through his chest hair, scratching the skin beneath. He swore under his breath, then sat up straight. She was confused for a moment but then felt herself melt as he pulled her face close to his and he pressed his forehead against hers. She let her eyes fall close as they held onto one another. His hips bucked up to meet hers, drawing a cry from her throat.
“I love you, “he whispered, “I wanted to be ruthless, heartless but I can’t. I love you too much, my need to be with you is too great to allow jealousy to continue to control me. I used to tell myself that I couldn’t be with you because all you’d do was break my heart but I know that I was wrong. You would be my mine, my everything. The one I could count on, the one I drew strength from, the one I would give my life for. I have lived for so long and have known so many people but I have never felt this way before.”
Ruby pulled her face away so that she could peer into his eyes. “I love you too. But this is too damn hot right now, so fuck me hard and fuck me fast, I want to come. I want to feel you…you are mine.”
“As you wish,” he told her, and proceeded to slide down the couch a bit more so that he could lift her hips. The growl that left her throat as he began to pound into her should have scared him. But she scented no fear, only arousal. He thrusts were so far, so hard…Gods…she was close.
“Archie,” she whined, “I’m gonna…so…close…” he didn’t stop, didn’t slow and as her orgasm ripped through her she leaned forward. It was almost an out of body experience as the wolf consumed her in one moment and found herself burying her teeth into his shoulder. He cried out as her teeth narrowed into fangs and pierced the flesh. She felt his pain but instead of immediately ending his arousal during the pain, instead it pushed him over the edge. As she lapped at mark she had made, tasting his skin and blood, she felt him pulse within her. The wolf began to recede, pleased with itself, its mark and the taste of her mate. He is ours. He will never have another, it told her before falling silent.
She slumped over him, cradling his head to her breasts, his strong arms came around her small waist and they clung to each other for dear life. He sighed, nuzzling his face against her chest. Her nails began to rub small circles around his scalp.
“Mate,” she whispered, “You’ll always be mine now.”
He chuckled softly, “I would have been yours without the bite, now I just feel special.” Archie pulled away, locking eyes with her and she found herself falling, she hadn’t realized how blue and timeless they seemed. Friendly but ancient, lovely all the same, “I’ve never wanted for anyone but you.”
She smiled, “Well it took me a little while to come to that conclusion but it’s done.”
“Wouldn’t have it any other way, Mate,” he breathed, trying out the word with a smile, as he captured her lips with his once more.`
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This probably will have a companion story on what happens to Archie now that he’s been marked and has become Ruby’s mate.