#Doctor strange smutt

[strangelockd]

Today Is The Day

18+ ONLY CONTAIN HEAVY FILTH & SMUTT

Pairing: StephenStrange x Fem!Reader

Synopsis: It's Christmas morning and Stephen has a surprise for you. But first he wants to take care of you after all you did for him the night before.

Word Count: 1.2K

Warnings: Fluff with smutt, Oral female receiving, cursing, dirty talk, soft Stephen, fingering, kinda proof read.

A/N: Happy Christmas Benedict fam!!! Here's something I whipped up this morning. My gift to you is the continuation of Like What You See Doctor. I hope you all had a happy and safe holiday. I love you all.

Soft morning light broke through the bedroom curtain of the Sanctum blanketing your shared room with an amber colored warmth. Stephen had the fire burning and the tree was lit in all its beauty, creating a homely feeling against the snowy weather outside. Rubbing his hands together he turned gaze towards you sleeping peacefully on the bed, your hair splayed out from tossing through the night with your head barely poking out of the covers. Making his way back to the bed he shed his pajama bottoms off sliding back into the warmth if the bed. But he had no plans for going back to sleep. Smiling he snuggled back against you draping his leg over yours. He ground his hips gently against your ass making him exhale a deep groan. You felt the soft tickle of Stephens goatee against your jawline as he peppered your face with kisses trying to rouse you softly from your slumber.

“Mmmm,” you softly groaned turning over facing your man rubbing the tiredness from your eyes. After your gift to Stephen and the marathon of fucking last night, waking up early was the last thing on your mind. Softly groaning you turned deeper into your pillow, “Stephen, its to early to get up yet” taking the covers and pulling them up to try to go back to sleep.

Placing a soft kiss upon your forehead, “Well good morning to you to babe” A big grin cascading across his face as he pulled you in closer wanting to feel your body against his. He could get lost in you for days. 

Having flashes of memories to when you first moved in his mind raced back to the time when you both wouldn’t leave the bedroom for anything other than studies and food. But the feeling of you had never wavered, if anything Stephens been having visions of you at the end of an alter, standing in white becoming his bride.

Whats wrong with you Stephen? Gushing like a lovesick teenager…His hand trailed along the swell of your hips as he stroked your skin gently with his thumb. The thought alone of your belly swelling with his child was enough to make his heart burst to where he couldn’t help but grin. Today is the day Stephen…

Trailing his palm down his fingers laced the elastic your panties pulling them down. Bring them up to his nose he inhaled your scent making his cock twitch. Tossing them to the floor he saw the grin on your face, your eyes showing a glimmer of mischief he knew you were in the right mindset now.

He pulled the comforter over his head placing kisses along your hips and waistline, the scruffiness of Stephens goatee sending ripples of pleasure across your body.

“Mmmm,” you moaned rocking your hips against his face, “so…nice” your voice trailing off in pleasure.

 Nuzzling his nose between your thighs he beckoned your legs apart. His nose grazing against your folds as he nudged your lips apart desperate to taste you once more. 

He inhaled deeply, “oh sweetheart you smell divine and your already so wet for me” he purred into your apex. 

“Im always ready for you babe, you make me so wet Stephen,” you moaned back riding against his face desperately trying to get more friction. 

“Is my little minx feeling needy?” He smirked, his eyes looking up at you. A bolt of sparks fluttered across your tummy as you watched his blue eyes sparkle with desire. 

“Mmm yes, need to feel your tongue on my wet pussy” you moaned lacing your fingers through his hair pulling him closer to your needy heat.  

Mumbling into your heat he growled, “Mmmm then who am I to keep my lady waiting,” pulling the covers back down all you can make out is the bobbing of the covers as he dove into your core, eating you out like a man starved. You tasted like heaven, and he never wanted to leave. The smell of your arousal was strong as his tongue worked in slow steady circles around your nub. Your legs wrapping firmer around his head only encouraged him to take two fingers into your opening. The squelching sound of your sopping heat around his digits made him squirm. He ground his cock against the mattress in a desperate attempt to satisfy his urge. Stephen was by no means a selfish lover so by all the Vishanti he would hold himself off until you came before chasing his own pleasure. 

“Oh fuck,” you groaned taking fistfuls of his silver templed hair grinding into his face, “Stephen…I don’t know how long I’m going to last” you pleaded as your eyes fluttered closed and your head buried against the pillow. 

Taking that as his cue Stephen latched onto your clit sucking it more firmly as he traced his tongue in figure eights around the bundled nerve going faster and faster. Never missing a beat, he speed up with pace of his hand as your body rode out its pleasure.

“OH MY GOD!” You exclaimed as you bucked against his face coming down from your high. Stephen crawled up from below the sheet, his face glistening with evidence of your arousal. 

“That was fantastic Stephen,” you mumbled into his chest. 

“It was certainly the best gift I can physically give you,” Stephen stated. “Now get dressed, we have gifts to unwrap.

Like a giddy child you rolled out of bed pulling on Stephens Columbia University hoodie and sweatpants. Stephen just opted for his pajama bottoms as he gestured you towards the tree, the velvet love seat couch looking so inviting. Sliding on your slippers you walked over taking a seat next to your boyfriend. Cloakie floated over and attached itself to your shoulders making you giggle. You were glad Stephen trusted you with his relic it made you feel like this place truly was your home.

“Now Ive got something very important to ask you y/n,” he reached behind him pulling out a small velvet box with a bow on it, “Ive been wanting to give this to you for a long time, but I felt like today would be the perfect day”. Your eyes widened as you felt your heartbeat faster. Lifting himself up Stephen slowly got down on one knee. His gaze looking into yours he opened the box that contained the most beautiful emerald ring you’ve ever seen. The color a token to his old relic of the time-stone was a nice touch from Wong. I must thank him later for that…

With a gentle tone he asked, “Y/n, will you do me the greatest honor and become my wife?” 

The pause felt like an eternity as you felt your mouth hang open, tears flooded your eyes as you jumped up in excitement.

“Yes Stephen of course I’ll be your wife!” You cried as he took the ring, slipping it onto your heart-line finger. Taking your head in his hands he pulled you in for a kiss as excitement and relief flooded through him. You are going to be his wife…. Pulling away Stephen took your hand kissed your palm.

“I love you Stephen Strange”

“I love you y/n, Merry Christmas”

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[strangesthirdeye]

Unspoken Love ☾S.S x F! Reader☽ ⟬ Series ⟭

Summary: Y/n L/n has been a childhood friend to the famous Neursergeon Doctor Stephen Strange since they were 10 years old. Y/n has had a crush on Stephen since they were both 13 years old and never told her love for Stephen. However, as soon as they both grew up, Y/n began to forget about it for a long time. 20 years later, bad things started to happen.

Stephen got to know Christine and they both liked each other. And Y/n start to feel dumped by Stephen little by little and cause her friendship with Stephen to start to crack. And one day, Y/n were involved in a terrible accident that nearly took her life. And cause Y/n to walk with a cane. But, who is able to restore her heart that has been broken for a long time. Y/n began to find out that there is a place where it is able to treat all diseases and problems. That's where it all started until her beloved childhood friend came..

𝔹𝔸𝕊𝔼𝔻 𝕆ℕ 𝔻𝕆ℂ𝕋𝕆ℝ 𝕊𝕋ℝ𝔸ℕ𝔾𝔼 𝟚𝟘𝟙𝟞

Warning: mention of blood, surgery, angst, mention of murder, mention of suicide, grief, gore, fluff, something related to hurt, jealousy, strong words, cursing, love, power couple, Mystical war?, Stabbing, blood, lots of blood, light smutt?

༺ღ༒ Chapters ༒ღ༻

Prologue

Chapter 1: Latent Feelings

Chapter 2: Fix it?

Chapter 3: where it begins

Chapter 4: Omens Girl

Chapter 5: Kamar what?

Chapter 6: Choices

Chapter 7: New Face

Chapter 8: Wrong Timing

Chapter 9: Unfortunate reunion

Chapter 10: Reciprocated Feelings

Chapter 11: BLOOD FINALLY!

Chapter 12: Trust your teacher

[ao3feed-mcufemslash]

Crush

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by funkylittlebidiot (illbealonedancing)

When Pepper meets Christine for the second time in a month, she might have to admit that she has a bit of a crush.

  Fic set in the same universe as About Them, but can be read separately.

Words: 4731, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Series: Part 3 of About Them

Fandoms: Marvel Cinematic Universe, Doctor Strange (2016), Iron Man (Movies)

Rating: Mature

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: F/F

Characters: Christine Palmer, Pepper Potts, Happy Hogan

Relationships: Christine Palmer/Pepper Potts

Additional Tags: Non-Explicit Sex, Fluff, Smutt, Getting Together, Pepper Potts/Red Wine

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[strangelockd]

Never Doubt My Love For You

Pairing: Sinister!Strange x Fem!Reader

Synopsis: Its your birthday and you would rather not bother with it but Sinister changes your viewpoint of the day you used to dread.

Word Count: 843

Warnings: Angst, Major Tooth Rotting Birthday Fluff, Fluffy Sinister Showing His Soft Side, Slight Adult Themes

A/N: This is my little birthday fic for myself that I wanted to share with all of you. Its semi proof read. I hope you Enjoy it.

It felt like any other day in the New York City Sanctum except it wasn’t for it was your birthday. You didn’t want Stephen to make a fuss about it, so you opted to not mention it. Looking around the place you grabbed the trinkets on the tables and organized them. Taking the duster and cleaning the place as spotless as possible to push the day out of your mind, it you keep busy the day will be over soon enough. Moving to the chambers you dusted the wooden furniture, taking the time to make sure the bed was properly made and looking presentable. Not that it mattered anyways for you and Sinister were the only occupants in this universe.

Only once your tasks were completed did you notice that you haven’t heard from Sinister, usually he was always within eye shot of you or at most the room next door. Placing the cleaning supplies in the closet you quickly changed into Stephens Columbia University hoodie with black sweatpants. Closing the bedroom doors, you roamed the halls seeking your husband. Looking through every room Sinister was nowhere to be found, it was the oddest thing. Did he go out without me or something? Worry started creeping into your mind as you descended the stairs only to suddenly notice a pleasant smell…chocolate? 

Noticing the smell was coming from the kitchen you walked over and opened the door to the most tender sight. Sinister didn’t leave, he was only baking you a birthday cake. Leaning against the doorframe you kept silent as you watched Sinister carefully apply the icing. Taking in the slight smile on his face as he smoothly spread out the chocolate frosting you couldn’t help but grin yourself. It was only when you gave out a soft sigh did, he even notice you were watching him. He was then attempting to pat some of the flour off his dark robes to little avail.

“Oh, my love. I wasn’t expecting you to see this until I was finished. I wanted to surprise you with a homemade cake.” 

Slowly stepping towards him you smiled, “Ah yes, I can see that. You really didn’t have to do this Stephen”

“Oh, but I wanted to. You know I love doing things for you” he smiled gently while placing a candle in the center of the cake. 

Wrapping your arms around his waist you pulled him in for a kiss. It was gentle at first, but as Sinister felt your lips pressing firmer, he parted his welcoming the sweet taste of your tongue. He locked a hand at the base of your neck pulling you in as close as possible, tilting your head back to gain deeper access to you. Hearing your soft coos made his trousers tighten and his heart skipped a beat. 

Stephen was always an excellent kisser without a doubt but this one felt special and more intimate. He wanted to show you how special you are always but, on your birthday, he always tried to show more so his love for you.

Pulling away with just a hair breath distance he lifted your chin facing him declaring, “Never doubt my love for you my precious dove”

He lifted the cake up to you making a quick gesture with his hand and the candle lit up. You couldn’t help but smile brightly giggling.

“Happy birthday make a wish my kitten,” he purred softly.

Taking a small inhale, you closed your eyes pausing a moment and blew. Sinister removed the candle and reached for the knife when you grabbed his hand and pulled him in once more making his eyes slightly widen.

“Im not quite in the mood for cake just yet,” you cooed.

“Well, what would you like to do then, its your day,” he smiled.

Tracing your finger along the counter you took an index finger and ran in softly through the chocolate icing. Placing it inside your mouth you let out a soft moan as you slowly cleaned off your finger. Stephens eyes glimmered bright as he watched in awe; he knew what you were doing. You little minx. 

“I want you to make love to me”

Stephen wasted no time pulling you in for another kiss. He wanted to be gentle but at this point with the hunger in your voice and desperation in your touch his skin was on fire, screw gentle.Hearing your moans deepen he tiled your head back to gain better access to your mouth. He wanted more and needed more of you always. You could make out the needy groans from the base of his throat making you smirk on the corner of your lips. Stephen always said you had this enchantment on him, he sometimes had a hard time believing you were real. Pulling away to catch your breath Sinister gently scoped you up bridal style resting his forehead upon yours. He slowly carried you to your shared chamber peppering your face and neckline with kisses.

“Who am I to say no to my birthday princess”

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[strangelockd]

Fic Request: Stephen x Female Reader, Birthday blues but then Stephen makes it better with a kiss

18+ ONLY CONTAIN HEAVY FILTH & SMUTT

Pairing: Armani!Strange x Fem!Reader

Synopsis: This is the Sequel to Caught In The Web

Stephen finally gets his long awaited payback for what you put him through

Word Count: 1.9 K

Warnings: Daddy Kink, BDSM, Bondage Kink, Praise kink, Mutual Love, Oral Female Receiving.

A/N: Oh I got your request covered boo! This took so long to make but here you go you heathens!!! Im sorry for the delay!

“Don’t give me that look sweetheart, you knew this was coming eventually”

Of course, you knew you just had no idea how fast it would catch up with you. It was your birthday, and you thought your boyfriend made plans with reservations for a romantic dinner. But apparently Stephen had other ideas in mind, instead his plan was you tied to the bed all hot and bothered. His orange magic rope tied around your wrists spreading you out, leaving your naked form completely exposed at his mercy. All because of a sinful temptation of you fulfilling a desire…

Eyeing up and down your form he could hear you whimpering, his voice was hungry and spoke with heady desire, “The only question that remains is what to do to you first” 

His black dress shoes echoed off the dark wooden floorboards as Stephen continued pacing back and forth at the foot of the grand four poster bed. Feeling your heart race your eyes followed stephen as the low light from the evening sun casted long shadows off your man upon the dark floor. Rolling up the sleeves of his white Armani dress shirt; the soft texture of the fabric hugged his perfect frame just right; he looked damn fine. The dexterousness of his scarred fingers began rolling the sleeves glacially upward as you put on an adorable pout. Watching his taut forearms flex with every movement he made left you a whimpering horny mess. He knew exactly what he was doing, and he was savoring every delicious minute of it.

Thrashing your wrists moaning out, “But this isn’t fair babe, you strutting around in that suit looking like walking sex. Beside what about our evening plans,” batting your eyelashes you stayed fixated on Stephen; clearly it wasn’t going to work this time. Crawling up the bed you could feel his weight shifting the mattress as his muscular form towered over you. He bit your bottom lip releasing a grunt; placing a soft kiss taming the sting as he pulled a whispers breath away with a smile. His thumb caressing your temple as his blue eyes looked into yours with pure admiration.

“Patience my love…patience”

 Despite his pride he always put you above everything, but for now the dinner can wait for some other time because he wanted to worship you tonight.

Taking his thumb and index finger, he grabbed your chin locking your gaze. His eyes suddenly turning mischievous as his baritone voice dropped an octave, “But who said I was going to play fair? Was it fair of you to leave me completely strung up with my hard cock in your mouth taking advantage of me? Your all mine, and its time for daddy to give a little payback. I want you all for myself tonight.” His finger lightly brushed your lower lip as he leaned in whispering into your ear, “I know its your special day but as a man once said, the bill comes due.” Taking advantage of the situation he bit your earlobe; that alone was enough to send you spiraling.

Craning his head down your neckline, the soft moans emitting from your lips made his throat release a pleased hum. The vibrations from his mouth against your tender skin always left your pussy throbbing aching for release. It only fueled the urge to reach for his hair, this desire to tug at the silken strands proven a utter failure that snapped you back to reality of the glowing orange rope tugging tighter on your wrists.  

Stephen eyed at your desperate expression; making him chuckle deeper as he took his thumb and index fingers to gently pinch your nipples. Twisting the taut buds made sharp moans ripple from your lips, needless to say it echoed across the empty sanctum. A satisfied chuckle erupted from Stephen’s chest as he lowered his face between the valley of your breast placing a soft kiss over your heart. The scruff texture of his goatee tickled your nipple as he took his lips, locking them around the velvet bud he sucked on your flesh making them more tender. 

 Hearing praises from your lips encouraged Stephen to treat his mouth to the other side. Flicking his tongue ever so slightly over your nipple in circular motions made your back arch higher off the bed. To Stephen your skin always tasted divine.

“Ahhhh!” You groaned as he continued his work. 

 Eyeing your reaction, he took it as an invitation to bite slightly harder that made another hiss like groan to leave your mouth. Stephen was moaning with pleasure at this point while he slid up your body feeling his hardened erection under his trousers that pressed against your tender flesh, he brought his lips to the shell of your ear. His breath warm against your skin making your hair prickle as he whispered, “I’m going to give the gift of me mouth fucking your delicious pussy,” he lightly nibbled on your earlobe making you sharply gasp in pleasure. You always loved Stephen’s cock inside you, but nothing compares when he eats you out. You couldn’t get enough of each other.

 He continued trailing bite marks along your petal soft neckline, despite nobody seeing the purple blooms on your flesh, he still wanted you to know you were his. Any chance of an open opportunity and he was marking your flesh.    

Stephen’s goatee once again tickled your collarbone leaving red patches along your soft flesh, the hairs on your neck stood up as you felt a flutter in your stomach. An inner fire that made you more and more aroused. 

Cadging your head with his strong arms once more, he tilted downward delivering slow kisses. Pulling away to nuzzle your nose, noticing the deeper redden flush of your lips made him pleased. 

Every sense was on high alert as he continued his kisses down your torso.  His lustful blue eyes glowing brighter under the dim light as he rose upward onto his knees. You couldn’t help but drool; watching as your man use his dexterous fingers to undo the tie. Not the normal way; but his magic to remove the tie. Tossing it on you, the textured fabric tickled your already sensitive skin. 

Releasing a huff, you nudged the tie off your face lowering your gaze, your voice becoming stern, “You’re not helping Stephen Strange.”

Returning his slender fingers back to his neckline, he popped each small black button moving ever so slowly downward. Threading his fingers to shed the dress shirt finally exposing his perfect chest. It left you practically purring, your pussy was practically drenched at this point. 

It rendered you speechless, so much so that all you could comprehend to make out where groans as he tossed the shirt on the ground. Leaning forward to thread his fingers through the tossed tie he looked into your eyes asking with a semi-serious tone, “do you trust me?” Nodding your head quickly Stephen wrapped the black tie around your head covering your vision completely. Parting your legs wider with his knees, he noticed your breathing becoming heavier as slid down between your thighs. Heat radiated off your soft skin as his face lined up with your center. Tilting his head, Stephen placed delicate kisses upon your inner thighs in a guide to ease your tension. 

Tracing them lightly he coaxed softly, “Relax babe”

Feeling your legs ease he kissed your mound with a delicate hum as he breathed in your scent.

Trailing his hands up he delicately traced your outer labia with his slender calloused fingers his touch was inviting, the sensation alone was enough to make your hips buck. Groaning from his touch made you crave more, some…any form of a release. His long slender hand cupped your mound as he curled his two fingers in and out of your wet center. A pleasurable moan bursted out of you as stephen kept firmly pumping in and out of you, savoring your velvet center as you chased your first climax.

“That’s right come for me,” he begged heavily.

Feeling a warmth in your core you arched your back in ecstasy as you came undone. Pulling out gently his fingers were coated in your moist arousal as he brought them to his mouth to taste, his nose breathing in your scent he purred, “fuck you taste divine” 

Rolling himself off the bed slowly he sauntered in front of the nightstand, your head shifted with the sound as he pulled out a small bright pink vibrator.  

Closing the shelf gently with two fingers Stephen returned the position on top of you, all you could make out was the sound if something small. 

The moment of realization hit once he brought it up lightly to kiss against your clitoral hood making a loud moan scream from your lips. Pressing the button, it wizzed faster pressing it firmer into your bundled nerve, releasing more heady sharp groans the sensation made your toes curl at the feeling of chasing your sudden ecstasy. His touch rippled through your core as he caressed your inner folds feeling deeper into your wet heat forcing a short moan from your lips, the pulsing vibrations sent shocks up your spine with the familiar feeling building in your lower half. He chuckled pulling the vibrator away leaving you panting. The sopping wetness of your center twitched from the cold air when Stephen took two fingers between your folds parting your sex as you felt the cold air on your sensitive pussy once more. Feeling his lips met your nerved bud as he slowly enveloped your pussy, rolling his tongue in delicate circles ever so gently as he wanted to taste you. Absorb every single moan and writhe from you as possible as he sucked on the nerved bud firmly; it made you buck your hips up higher in response, desperate for more friction.

“Stephen please free me. I need to touch you. Please!”

Feeling his smirk between your folds he snapped his fingers freeing you from his bonds. Throwing your arms down, you released a sharp moan as your fingers threaded through his scalp and tugged in the silken locks. He moaned sharply in response, the vibration causing an electric buzz to crawl up your flesh. The silver of his well-groomed temples now left a disheveled sex of a mess. His well trimmed goatee glistening as it created more friction pressing his head closer against your cunt, desperate for more friction. You moan sharply as his tongue penetrated your center in shallow waves.

Feeling your pussy quiver he brought the vibrator up once again, placing it on your clit as he continued, he feasts upon your core. The aid was overwhelming as you rode out wave after wave of pleasure. The feeling of two things at once caressing on your starved flesh was taking it toll on your body as Stephen placed two fingers inside to rub your center. Feeling the familiar build in your lower half you tugged on his hair harder against your pussy as you rode his face chasing your final release. Before you knew it you cane undone as you guided his head back up to kiss him. Releasing a pleased hum, you could taste yourself on his lips.

He got up to hand you a warm rag, “That was incredible Stephen”

Taking a rag, he helped wipe you clean as he placed his arm around you, pulling you closer to him you rested in his chest.

“Happy birthday my love”

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[strangelockd]

Like What You See Doctor

18+ ONLY CONTAIN HEAVY FILTH & SMUTT

Pairing: Doctor Strange x Fem!Reader

Synopsis: Stephens been distracted with his work so you decide to craftily pry him away...

Word Count: 4.1K

Warnings: Pure Smutty Smutt Smutt, Porn With Plot, Some Fluff, P in V, Female Dominance, Pet Names, Oral Sex(Male Receiving), Praise Kink, Creampie.

If I missed anything let me know but I think I summed it up.

Stephen was deep in focus trying to read as many ancient texts as he can in the dim light completely enveloped in his work.  The sound of soft jazz echoed in the study. Being the Sorcerer Supreme had its heavy responsibilities causing him to become easily lost in his work. Because if he didn’t push himself to be the best…who would? 

It’s been almost a week in on his research and chances are he wasn’t sleeping, and you knew he deserved a well needed break. You missed his touch and his skin against you while sleeping, it always helped with you at night. But how exactly where you going to pry him away from the library? 

Grabbing your Sling Ring you conjured a portal. Clearly visualizing Stephen in his office; because you knew he would be hiding there. Sparks formed a circle exposing your man sitting in a plush lounge chair reading; his brows knitted together deep in thought. He didn’t even notice your arrival until you called him softly.

“Stephen”

“Hmm?”, never looking up from his book; fingers resting on his silver haired temple. 

“Stephen…look at me. You’re going to want to see this.”

Slowly raising his head, his cerulean eyes grew wide and were suddenly shimmering bright with desire. He noticed you wearing one of his royal blue tunics with knee high stockings.  A huge smile forming he beamed, “Well well well, to what do I owe the pleasure of this lovely surprise”

Stepping out of the portal you steadily walked towards him.

“Well, you’ve been working so much, and I wanted to help you relax. I really miss you in bed at night.” Tracing your index finger on his muscular shoulder sending a shiver up his spine.

Leaning forward to softly grab your hand, “Babe, you know I can’t just leave. I need figure this text, I’ll come join you in bed tonight later I promise.”

Refusing to take his no for an answer, you pressed his chest back down against the chair; removing the book that was on his lap setting it aside. His eyes too fixated on you to care that it was taken away let alone almost falling off his lap. Returning your palms to his body massaging up and down, enjoying the texture of his pristinely broad shoulders against your hands. Swaying your body to the music, his robe accentuating your curves. Your ass swishing with every movement like a graceful cat. His muscular toned form pressed against you releasing a deep vibrating hum turning you on even more. Eyes never breaking contact with his, the tension was electric. Licking his lips slowly, he began to grip the arms of the chair tightly.

Biting your lower lip making a seductive smirk you took your fingers and unbuckled the belt that hugged around the small of your waist. Threading it between your fingers to slowly drop it on the floor. Trailing up your arm you pulled a sleeve down to reveal a bare shoulder only to quickly pull it back up. Only to repeat the same action to the other side. Taking the elastic from your bun pulling it off to shake your hair down past your shoulders, running your fingers through it in a sensual motion. Seeing the hunger burning in his Caribbean blue eyes you winked at him, noticing his ears turning a bright red. 

“Like what you see doctor?” 

Stephen was gazing down at you full of hunger, he was defiantly in the right mindset now. Leaning back farther into his chair the lighting caused his eyes to disappear under the shadow of his brow. Releasing a deep hum of pleasure only to feel his pants begin to tighten. 

With a deep baritone he demanded, “Like is more of a……understatement. Now show your Sorcerer Supreme what else you can do.” 

Continuing with your show; twirling slowly over to bend down showing him your ass. Lifting the back of the robe ever so slightly to give him a small visual taste of you. Draping it back over to glacially trail your fingers up your leg. Failing to keep his standard mask of composure. Stephen was practically squirming in the chair at this point.

Raising the slip of the robe higher up your leg revealing more upper thigh you slowly with the music peeled off a sheer stocking revealing a bare leg followed by the other. Tossing both onto Stevens lap he laced them between his gloved fingers giving a sniff inhaling your sweet scent. Grazing your palms up to press and cup the fullness of your breasts in a tight squeeze, you couldn’t help but smile at Stephen enjoying himself. Chest breathing heavily, pupils blown wide and mouth becoming agape. 

A smirk raised across on your lips, “You ok babe? You look like your about to faint.”

With a husky tone of desire he smiled, “I just…can’t believe that you are mine. You are so gorgeous babe”

Blushing from the compliment you flashed some skin peeking through the slip of the robe barely enough to show you wearing nothing underneath. Stephen began pawing at his trousers to sooth his aching member pressing even tighter against his pants. He doesn’t know how much longer he can control himself. 

“Oh babe, you’re such a fucking tease. You are going to be the death of me. Look what you caused.”

Reaching for your hand he placed it on top of his trousers. Clearly feeling his hardened defined erection leaving little imagination to the size of it, giggling innocently your cheeks flushed brighter. Leaning with both arms on the chair for support to be closer to his face, your deep cut robe exposing ample amount of chest for Stephen to see. Nuzzling his neck softly with your nose hearing him give a hard swallow; low rumbles escaping from his throat. You could smell each other’s arousal, no doubt that you both wanted to tear each other apart right then and there.

 Attempting to lean in to try and kiss you, he needed to feel you and he was getting more and more impatient. Shoving him back into the chair giving a wink, 

“You’re a naughty boy Mr. Strange. I thought you mastered the art of patience”

Groaning with a soft murmur, “With you doing this it’s impossible to be a master of anything babe” 

Stephens eyes were blown wider, he couldn’t believe how sexy this was and how beautiful you are, his own woman giving him a strip tease. 

Steadily reaching for his right hand to seductively start pulling off his yellow leather gloves. Removing each with just the fingers first ever so tentatively, giving a slight tug sliding them off in a fluid motion. His breathing becoming heavier, you kept eye contact and pursued to follow with the left. He never allowed anyone to touch his hands let alone remove his armor but with you he was able to allow anything. 

With sweet whisper of sincerity, “Scars and all, you have the most beautiful hands in the world.” Bringing up his right hand placing a gentle kiss upon it; your tongue giving a light kitten lick across the scars. Taking his thumb up to gently suck on it, releasing it with a gentle pop. Closing his eyes, he released a deep hearty moan that echoed across the room. 

Stephen could not wait any longer and stood up urgently with attention, towering over you to tilt your head back with his soft calloused hands deepening the kiss. Releasing a moan in unison pulling away noticing a gentle smile plastered across his face. He was like a starving man, and you were his oasis. He wasted no time grabbing your waist and quickly conjuring a portal, having you both cross the threshold to your shared bedroom. Pulling you in once again much tighter he slid his tongue in your lips to feel the wet silk of your mouth. He craved control that was long overdue.

Between heavy kisses he tilted your head reaching for your neckline, “You are so… fucking… beautiful, I’m going to destroy you,” releasing a satisfied moan. 

“I’d love to see that doctor, for I have been a bad little tease.”

Returning up to kiss you more he was all tongue and teeth openly claiming your mouth. Moaning in unison you both becoming lost in the moment. Never even realizing he was backing you up towards the four-poster bed. He threw you down on the yellow and red velvet duvet, hair sprawling out over the floral design.

Cloak quickly getting the hint detached from Stephens shoulders to swiftly fly out to make his exit into the nearby room; slamming the door behind him making you both share a chuckle.

Stephen gesturing slowly with his fingers locked the door with magic, turning to face you with an affectionate chuckle, “Glad he got the hint because the things I’m going to do to you would make him blush a brighter red.” 

Crawling across the bed he practically pounced on you. Lust filled his eyes, the weight of his warm body bringing comfort and security to you. Caging your head between his muscular arms to lean forward giving you a soft kiss on your lips. Slowly moaning into his mouth, he pulled away giving you a look of admiration. You hastily reached for his shirt collar in desperation to remove the top layers of his robes, hungry to feel his warm skin against yours.

Noticing your desperation he took your wrists, pinning them above your head with his scarred hands that could easily envelop your face. Leaning in to give you another deep lingering kiss, the taste of his tongue was better than any drug. Pulling away breaking the kiss with just a whispers distance his eyes were on fire.

“I love it when you’re dominant Stephen, it makes my pussy so wet”

“I love to spoil and claim what’s mine and mine alone,” he winked.

He trailed his soft lips down your neckline creating purple flushed love marks along your collarbone. Threading his fingers through the neckline of your robe he slowly parted it open reveling your perfectly naked form. Panting with a deep hunger he placed his velvet lips between the valley of your breasts giving light kisses on your heart. Tilting his head, he trailed gentle kisses towards your right breast enveloping the tender flushed bud with his mouth. Circling with his tongue in a soft yet firm pattern on a nipple eliciting a sharp moan from your mouth. You could feel the smirk on his self-satisfied lips, the beard increasing the sensitivity on your delicate flesh even more. Cupping and massaging your engorged breasts occasionally biting and flicking his velvet tongue on the raised bud. Moving to the other he started the same pattern of worship on your chest. 

Releasing a sharp moan from your mouth you instinctively gripped his grey temples making a frilled mess to his clean dressed hair, eagerly pressing his head deeper into your chest. Slipping the robe completely off of you, Stephen released a growl deep in his chest pulling away just a whisper from your face caressing your chin with his thumb. Eyes half open lost in your pleasure hearing his proclaim.

“I love you (y/n). Now Relax baby, let your Sorcerer take care of you”

You couldn't help but to take his thumb into your mouth again placing a gentle bite, making him moan and shudder with a smile on his lips. With how soft and velvety they were, he wanted desperately to feel you wrap them around his cock and have you swallow him whole. Freeing his thumb with a loud pop you gripped his hands tight; using his body weight to flip him over on his back, a Cheshire cat grin forming on his face. 

“Oh ho, how the tables have turned. I love it when you dominant me baby. Are you going to ride me like a whore tonight?” reaching for your breasts with both hands.

 Straddling his lower frame to rub your wet heat above his waistline feeling the friction of his cock beneath his pants. Trailing your hands down his arms to paw his chest for balance. 

“Oh, we will definitely get there, but this is about you tonight baby, let me get off on fucking and pleasuring you tonight”

Releasing a husky moan, “Use me for your desires babe, for tonight I am your servant, and you my master”

Lifting your body, you slid off the bed gesturing him with a finger to stand before you. Stephen like an excited puppy was all too eager to obey your command. He quickly crawled off the bed to stand with arms stretched out.

Smiling with satisfaction at his submissive approach you threaded your fingers between his belt, quickly pulling it off in a fluid motion. Together you have fucked so many times in every possible location you were pretty sure you could undress him with one hand blindfolded if the opportunity was there. Tossing it to the floor, you snapped your fingers to magic the rest of his clothing off. Only to leave him in his black boxer briefs. His body looked like it was carved by the Grecian gods. Using every ounce of restraint to not lick every ab and crevice of his muscular form. 

Quirking an eyebrow cocking his head he scolded, “Naughty girl, your cheating” 

“Call me impatient but you’re to delicious. Be lucky I’m not using my magic to tie you to the bed right now and fuck your brains out,” reaching for his well-defined erection that silhouetted his boxers to begin rubbing it with your thumb and index finger feeling his hips buck quickly in response.

With labored breath, “I’d like that very much (y/n), you know I’m a glutton for your punishment” 

Lacing your index fingers along the waistband you slowly pulled his briefs down to witness his thick throbbing cock release from the restraint. A soft sigh of relief escaping his parted lips as it sprung free from their confines.

You couldn’t help but stare at him, no matter how many times you both made love his cock always looked massive. Thinking of all the things you wanted to do to him; it sent a jolt through your core imagining the feeling of it inside you, the fullness and depths that it could reach.

“You like what you see?”

“Always…” you purred.

Softly caressing his thighs trailing your fingers to his length forming a firm grip on his shaft. Flattening your tongue you dragged it from the base to the frenulum, placing a delicate kiss with a few licks to wipe of the pre cum dripping from his slit, eliciting a soft moan from Stephen. He blew out a slow exhale, bringing his hand down to your face for his thumb to gently caress your cheek. His piercing blue eyes watching as your lips parted and took him into your mouth.

Sucking in air through gritted teeth he released a hearty moan as you began to move back and forth. Your mouth and hands sliding together in unison, soaking him with your mouth, leaving no part of him untouched. You couldn’t resist taking your hands to grab his ass, pulling his girth deeper into your throat. Glancing up to him you noticed his head began to tilt back while reaching to support himself on the wooden bed frame. Eyes closed and lost in the rapture of your mouth releasing moans and sighs. The feeling of watching him lost in the pleasure caused by you was beyond gratifying, the great sorcerer supreme turning to putty in your hands. Humming with pleasure he brought a scarred hand behind your head and threaded his fingers through your hair to gently encourage you to go even farther. Taking a deep breath to take him all in, your eyes watered nearly causing you to gag.

His groans sounded like a sweet symphony in your ears. Unrestrained and deep, his baritone moans causing a wet hot pool between your thighs.

“Fuck you are perfect babe” groaning with praise.

Giving up all self control he had left, head tilting back even farther exposing his perfect neckline.

You couldn’t help but hum from the praise causing Stephen to buck his hips slightly in response to the sudden vibration. Wrapping both hands around his thick shaft you worked him with a firm steady pace causing his hips to buck harder in response. Hollowing out your cheeks giving him a few more pumps with your mouth you released yourself from him with a loud pop. A string of thick saliva connecting from your lower lip to his cock.

Stephen leaning his head down to gaze at you. Sweat beading on his forehead, he was left gasping for air with his mouth hung open. 

“I want more, please, I beg of you give me more!” He pleaded looking at you dead in the eyes grabbing the sides of your head with both of his hands. He was attempting to bring your head back to his cock in desperation to feel more, but you took his hands to push him back into the bed; you had another plan.

Crawling back on top to straddle him his cock just grazing your entrance. You continued to rub him between your sopping folds creating a natural lubricant. Emitting a sharp moan from Stephen’s throat making him close his eyes as he pawed the bed sheets.

“I said I’d take care of you; did you think I wouldn’t follow through on that?”

Stephen’s breath hitched and nodded in a responsive no; raising his hips up to try to gain more friction against your wet heat. You smiled in response to his desperation positioning yourself just above the red throbbing tip of his cock. Leaning forward to trail kisses down his muscular torso placing love bites along the way you brought yourself back up placing both hands on his chest for balance. Slowly lowering yourself down swallowing his cock whole inch by inch releasing a sweet sigh in unison. 

“Fuck me,” Stephen responded shooting his head forward suddenly his eyes locked on your form.

“You feel so good Stephen, you feel so good inside my tight pussy,” purring with your head tilted up back arched. Slowly rolling your hips backwards and forwards against his. Setting a seductive rhythm that felt like powerful crashing waves. He gripped the sheets tightly, whiteness forming on his knuckles exposing his delicate scars as you ground your hips in a circular motion. Pulling yourself up, sliding down, and moving forward. His blue eyes were captivated by you like the seductive sorceress that you are. You knew he could feel you from every angle and you kept your steady pace of riding him. He felt like he was in heaven floating on cloud nine.

You slammed down slightly harder bringing him back to earth as you moved faster with more vigor against his thick cock. 

The sound of your moans filling the room with the most beautiful chrous he ever heard. Watching you was always the most erotic sight in the world. Head thrown back, mouth in a O. You were perfect; a work of art crafted just for him. Lowing your head leaving all feelings to abandon, he grabbed your hips and assisted with bringing you up and down. Faster and faster the pleasure coming in waves. Your breaths becoming increasingly shallow and faster as you absorbed every ounce of pleasure your body could handle.

As your bounces became more prominent so did his assistance, thrusting up harder underneath you while guiding you back down to his cock. Your moans mixed with screams of pleasure. He couldn’t help but stare at were your bodies joined, it was always the sexiest thing to witness. 

Stephen ran his hands up your waist pawing at your perfect breasts, oh how he loved the feeling of them in his large hands. Massaging them while tugging your nipples eliciting a sharp moan from your mouth a smirk across his. Propping himself against the headboard he pulled you close, your bodies entwined sweating with the proof of your passions. He tilted his head down sucking on your breasts, licking the sweat with such hunger and tenacity lost in the moment. 

“You have the most perfect tits babe, you skin tastes divine,” he professed his lips grazing for the other.

Leaning in to kiss him with such urgency, you needed to taste him. The velvet texture of your tongue penetrating his full lips claiming his mouth for your own, he tasted like heaven. The vibration of your moans sending shockwaves down your flesh. He returned the favor by kissing your jaw, neck and chest. You fully enjoying the velvet softness of his lips that he gifted your starving flesh. 

His eidetic memory proving good use, for he knew this position would send your body into a powerful climax. Clutching your hips, he assisted in rocking you back and forth his arm muscles bulging with each movement, a small gasp escaping from your lips with each movement brushing your cervix in the perfect fashion. Arms laced around his neck resting on top of his strong broad shoulders you nuzzled into his neck inhaling his scent placing nips along his collar and earlobe. Hearing him moan in response flamed the heat in your core making the wetness in your heat to increase. He couldn’t resist moving his hips in time with yours as the pace increased. He pressed your body slightly backwards not only for a better view, but to hit the g-spot that always made you see white stars.

Eyes rolling back fluttering, you moaned into his ear, “I love you Stephen, you always do it so good,” Without missing a beat he groaned into the shell of your ear, “and I love you more (y/n). You always take my cock so well babe”

Pressing against his lean chest he felt your pussy drip and begin to quiver and knew you were close. Your swollen cunt gripping his aching member tighter with each movement he gave. Soon you felt yourself start throbbing, whimpering as you felt your climax quickly build. Stephen started to moan louder, and you rocked harder and faster on top of him, goosebumps forming on your flesh. Neither of you wanted this moment to end.

Belting out mumbles of sweet praises, his name running off your lips like a chat or a prayer the two of you reached your climax at the same time just as Stephen had planned. He was a control freak but still valued your pleasure above his own. Gripping tightly to him like a koala you stayed there riding out your high. Enjoying each wave of pleasure that you both gave. 

Bringing a slender hand up he brushed the damped strands of hair from your forehead placing a tender kiss breathing heavily.

“That was amazing baby, thank you”

Cupping you face placing a gentle kiss to your lips he looked into your eyes smiling, “I should be the one thanking you babe for going through all the trouble. You didn’t have to do all of this”

“How else was I going to pry you away from your work,” you giggled leaning on his forehead. 

Lifting you gently off him you winced slightly at the absence of him turning you gently to lay next to him. His cum leaking down your thighs he manifested a couple of hot towels to clean you. Your tender folds making you shudder at the contact. Not only was Stephen the king of sex, by he was the master of aftercare. 

Grasping for him you rolled over draping a leg over his attempting to stay as close to him as possible, fingers playing with his soft hair. Looking up at him with admiration enjoying the moment he brought his arm around yours locking you together in a warm embrace. 

Stroking your shoulder with his thumb he looked down at you, “I’m sorry if it seems like I have been ignoring you these past few days. Sometimes I just lose sight of what’s important”

“And what is that?” you asked curiously looking up at him.

Gripping you chin with his thumb and index finger stroking your chin lightly, “You”

Trailing a finger across his damp chest, “It’s okay Stephen, taking care of our universe is no easy task, and I’ll always be grateful for your dedication and sacrifices”

A wide smile grew across his face, he placed a gentle kiss upon your lips. Tucking his free hand under his pillow he felt for a small velvet box, a delicate secret he’s been crafting for months. No, not yet, not just yet…. returning the arm to hug you tighter placing another kiss on top of your head. 

“I love you (y/n)”

“I love you more Stephen Strange”

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Caught In The Web

18+ ONLY CONTAIN HEAVY FILTH & SMUTT

Pairing: Doctor Strange x Fem!Reader

Synopsis: You find the Master of the Mystic arts in a very compramising position...

Continuation here

Word Count: 1.7K

Warnings: Bondage Kink, Female Dom, Cursing, Porn With No Plot, Just overall Filth

A/N: I can't be the only one who found out I have a bondage kink after watching that scene in No Way Home.

Sorry about this being reposted. I wanted to change some things to make it better. Hope you enjoy.

“Babe this isn’t funny just cut me loose already!”

Running your fingers to pluck teasingly at the cords, “No I don’t think that’s going to happen. Not until I’m done with you. Your in a very compromising position here Doctor… ”

You didn’t exactly know how Stephen got himself into this position. Its pretty obvious who the culprit was, but quite frankly at this moment you couldn’t care less. The opportunity was just too perfect to pass up. The worlds most powerful sorcerer all tied up in a mass webbing. Each limb completely shackled, stringing him up deliciously by all fours to be completely at your mercy. 

The only thing you witnessed was Peter running out of the library in complete terror. Safe to assume that Stephen snapped at him and scared him off somewhere.

Urgency was building in his tone, “Wha- what are you doing?” 

“What does it look like I’m doing, I’m going to have my way with you,” a mischievous grin forming across your face. Tracing your fingers across his thighs, your touch light at first but growing more and more firmer with each pass you made. Stephen twitched his wrist in an involuntary response. The web bindings getting more and more taut with every touch you gave.

Giving a stern tone with a cocked brow, “you’re going to pay for this babe. When Im free oh ho ho you’re going t-” 

Grabbing the silhouette of his semi aroused cock over his trousers, “Going to what? Fuck the shit out if me? I welcome it Stephen,” moving your hand up and down his thick shaft making him moan and curse under his breath; his eye’s squinting closed through gritted teeth. 

“That’s right, I’m in control now,” you hummed gripping the base of his cock harder between your fingers.

 “Fuck,” he hissed

He was struggling at this point, watching his wrists thrashing attempting to reach you. It just proved how much he wanted to feel you. 

“Nice try Stephen Strange, but its not going to work,” you playfully boasted.

He gave a frustrated huff in protest, Stephen detested not being in control. It was something he deeply craved in his core. To watch himself be stuck in this fashion drove him insane and you yourself full of carnal desire.

Tracing the woven belt with your fingers thumbing his buckle undone to remove it with both hands. Letting gravity drop it to the floor. Tracing your palms through his opened tunic feeling his warm flesh, his toothsome torso clenching underneath with every move your hands made. Peaking up at his face his eyes were slightly closed; mouth hung open. He was relishing your touch but was too prideful to admit it. 

A delicate sigh fell from his lips when your mouth finally made contact with his chest. The sweet yet beautiful sinful sound encouraging you to kiss further down. His palms clenching as your tongue grazed across his warm flesh teasingly, placing tiny nips along the way down. Creating small purple blemish trails along his skin marking him as yours.

“Shit babe I don’t know how much longer of this I can take…need to feel you”

“But you are feeling me,” smirking up at him to take your hands through his open tunic, wrapping them around his bare waist pulling him in closer to you.

“No…with my hands...need… to feel you,” he begged.

“Tsk tsk so impatient baby,” taking your teeth to leave another bite mark this time over his right nipple.

You kept moving your lips down his stomach towards his belly lingering at one point to mark him, you knew no one would see the marks, but you didn’t care, you wanted to mark him every chance you got. 

Stephen was thrashing more as you lowered your lips closer towards his hips, leaving a sharp bite on his right hip he hissed in pleasure. Taking your hand to the side of his waist gripping his trousers; hastily pulling them down in a fluid motion, wasting no time taking his boxers down leaving his beautiful lower form completely naked for you. The size of Stephen's cock never failed to impress. He is pure perfection crafted just for you.

A gentle moan cascading from your lips you took hold and circled your thumb and index finger down his length. He bucked his hips as you licked from the base of his balls to the bulbous tip, his breath getting heavier and building louder with each motion as you progressed. Licking the head slowly; teasing and torturing him with every stroke, the salty taste of his precum and flesh in your mouth making your nipples began to harden.

"Fuck babe just put it in your mouth already"

“Relax baby, well get there,” smirking as you spat on his cock the saliva running down it slowly, using your hand to evenly spread the saliva making a deliciously obscene that would make a nun blush. Against the webbed binds his fists were white knuckled. Clearly able to see the contrast of his reddened scars that trailed down his knuckles.

Tilting his head back eyes closed completely lost in his own pleasure, low rough grunts emanating from his throat, “Feels so good…You're so fucking sexy babe, such a whore for my thick cock aren’t ya."

Leaning back with your arms crossed, "You want me to continue…beg for it" You demanded with a cocky grin on your face. Drool leaking down your jaw you took your thumb to wipe it off teasingly slow.

He panted, “Fuck yes babe, take me please. I beg you, claim me as your own. Just fucking devour me please!” Wasting no time, you opened your mouth and engulfed him. Feeling the tip of his cock bump the back of your throat it caused your eyes to well with tears. You could see his thighs spazzing with pleasure against the restraints from the corner of your eye.

“Fuck babe, you have such a dirty mouth. My little whore" He hummed in response. You were totally wet between your thighs. Knowing full well you woukd have to clean yourself later. You never got tired of having Stephen Strange being fully at your disposal as rare as it was. "Just like that baby, so good, you feel so fucking good,” he cooed with praise.

 Taking his cock out of your mouth making a popping sound that was on the borderline of pornographic, you kept stroking him faster getting him closer and closer to the edge of the threshold. Feeling it twitch in your soft hand, "You have such a beautiful cock, Stephen," licking flatly with your tongue from base to tip "I love sucking your cock and hearing you moan. I'm the only one who can make you feel like this. You hear me? I want you to say it."

Gasping for breath moaning out, “yes babe I’m yours and only yours. My cock and body belong to you and only you. Just please put it back in your mouth” throughly pleased with his answer you grinned putting his whole girth in your mouth going as deep as humanly possible, the tip of his cock bumping against the base if your throat once again causing you to slightly gag. He absolutely loved watching you eat him out, he adored the sounds his cock made while entering you, watching the tears stream down your face, he loved that you were so sweet to the outside world and yet such an animal with him behind closed doors. It was better then a hallelujah chorus.

You kept up with bobbing your head on his cock making sure to keep the the same stay pace going knowing fully well he was about to reach his climax; he was throbbing when you returned to put him deep down your throat his cock unbelievably hard.

"Fuck me babe, I'm…I’m gonna cum"

You hummed sucking the tip firmer as your hand stroked him fast and steadily. His arms and legs twitching expeditiously the faster you went. 

“That’s it babe...oh fuck me...take my cum, I’m all yours."

Grabbing his ass you shoved him completely in your mouth, his warm seed pulsating and threading down your warm throat in streams. Despite you trying to lap it all, some of it trailed down the sides of your mouth. Looking up at him with self satisfaction you wiped if off with your finger, sticking his nectar covered on your digit into your mouth sucking on it like a lollipop. 

 He looked down at you, "Oh baby, you are so filthy, your so beautiful like this" You grinned highly satisfied.

Licking him clean his bulbous head still red and tender causing him to twitch and wince. You stood up to grab the back of his head, putting your tongue in his mouth and dominating him. Your fingers latching on to the roots of his hair tussling it into a disheveled mess. He moaned between your lips savoring the flavor of his nectar mixed with your taste. Pulling away you both were left gasping for air. The library smelling if sex and desire.

“Well, I guess I should free you now,” you stated.

“Its about damn time,” he responded with relief.

Using a gesture with your hand the webbing binds disappeared along with his clothing returning like nothing ever happened. 

His blue eyes now darkened with lust burrowed into yours as he pulled you in with such desperation; his strong arms bracing so tight you almost couldn’t breathe. Sticking his tongue in at a fierce pace claiming your mouth all tongue and teeth. His hands moving up and down your body in a ferocious passion. Releasing a hungry moan, he was like a starving man. Pulling away he left you gasping for air feeling dizzy.

Leaning his forehead against yours a smile on his face, “I’ve been wanting to do that for so long babe you have no idea”

 “We have to do that again,” you smiled.

“Oh, trust me we will,” he chuckled bringing his lips back to you to tug the back of your hair “the payback I’m going to give you will be the sweetest revenge you’ll ever receive”

“I look forward to it Doctor”

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Till The End Of Time

Smut - Explicit content - NSFW - 18+ only!

Pairing: Sherlock Holmes x Female Reader

Summary: After years of living a busy life and being the worlds only consulting detective. Sherlock Holmes basks in the glow of fatherhood. Together you opt for a movie night, leaving Sherlock with other ideas in mind for the two of you.

Warning: - Heavy Fluff & Smut, Fingering, Pure Mutual Admiration, Praise Kink, P In V Sex, Hair Pulling.

•This came to me as I was organizing my music. I hope you all enjoy it. (Who wouldn’t enjoy Sherlock as a father 🥹) I am slowly returning to my inbox requests so please bare with me. If you like the song you can check out my Sherlock Holmes Playlist. As always likes, comments and reblog’s are always welcome•

Stroking Sherlocks soft brown curls between your fingers you couldn't help but give a joyful sigh. It was the perfect day, and Sherlock wanted nothing more than to enjoy the weekend with his girls. After retirement, it took a while for your husband to live a slower life amongst people.

For decades all Sherlock Holmes knew was solving criminal cases, chasing one high with the next. The Consulting Detective was never one to admit that he would become the ‘settle down’ type of man. But after time and great patience, Sherlock Holmes grew to fall in love with what normal people would call human domesticity.

Resting your arm around his neck Sherlock craned his head bringing your hand up, kissing each finger gently as your daughter continued sleeping in his lap. His free hand continued playing with Amelia's curls while his eyes trailed to yours. That piercing green gaze that always sent flutters through your stomach. To most Sherlock wasn't an easy person to read, but this look said it all as you felt the heat rise in your cheeks.

“I love you both so much y/n,” he broke the silence, “You and Amelia have brought me more happiness than anything could ever give,” his lips went back to your hand as he glacially made his way to your wrist. Placing a delicate kiss on your pulse point you released an impulsive groan bringing your legs closer in a foolish attempt to hide what the heart truly desired.

“And I love you S-Sherlock, we both do more than anything in the world,” you quivered, trying to maintain your composure. Nearly waking Amelia you both paused giggling only for her to continue back to her soft snores. She was always a deep sleeper like you and at times like this it served its benefit. Leaning in slowly you kissed Sherlock, feeling him moan against your soft lips, his free hand cupping your chin as if you were porcelain glass. His thumb stroked your skin softly as you leaned into his touch, soft and secure.

“How about we put Amelia to bed and we can have a movie night? I'll even let you pick the film,” you smiled.

Sherlocks hand trailed down resting on his navy clad leg as he sat contemplating your idea. The edge of his lip formed a familiar smirk as he quickly stole another kiss.

“That sounds more than fair,” he agreed.

Sliding your arm off, Sherlock stood up opting to carry Amelia to her room. Her small delicate limbs clung to her fathers frame like a tiny koala as his long fingers played with her soft auburn hair. Tucking her in gently, Sherlock kissed Amelia's forehead whispering sweet nothings, stroking her soft curls that strikingly resembled his own. Next to you, she was perfect in his eyes.

“Good night, my dearest Ameila. Mummy and Daddy love you with all of our hearts,” the timber in his voice spoke with promise, closing the door behind him. With a satisfied sigh he rolled his shoulders back with a feeling of confidence. Like the familiar thrill of solving a case Sherlock Holmes couldn’t help but smile from ear to ear.

The two of you brought him more pride and joy than he ever could imagine. All these years he always felt like a pariah, destined to wander this world alone. Sherlock kept convincing himself that he wasn’t worthy of anything good. But with you, it changed the course of his life for the better. With Amelia, life just became more plentiful.

*****

Making a quick change into your pajamas, you sat at the foot of the bed unaware that Sherlock was standing by the door frame on the side safely assuming he was watching this whole time. His eyes glowed in the low light as he took strides closer, wedging himself between your legs opening them wider, his expression drinking in your lovely features. The curls draped over his forehead as he slowly leaned into you, feeling his breath on your skin sent goosebumps up your flesh.

You pulled away, eyeing him with suspicion playfully taking him in, “penny for your thoughts?”

Sherlocks body towered above you, his big hands cupping your face softly bringing you in for a deep kiss. The feeling of his lips ever inviting as his tongue grazed across your lower lip begging for entrance. Together you moaned in sweet unison as he slipped inside, holding your frame up for support as you kissed with heated passion. Feeling his strong legs between yours you couldn’t help but bring your fingers up to his waistband pulling him closer. It was enough to spur him on as he continued kissing you. All that could be heard was your shared moans as you suddenly pulled away suddenly remembering the plans for tonight.

“Wait. S-Sherlock. What about the film?” You pleaded, his lips trailing your collarbone. The flecks of his tongue against your skin made you release a sharp hiss. His tongue continued nibbling your ear as you melted under his hypnotic touch. Powerful and strong, he was able to read you better than anyone. He pulled away leaving the both of you breathless as he rested his forehead against yours smiling sheepishly.

“I had another plan besides a film my darling. Much more pleasurable plans. And beside,” taking his fingers he slid off your top leaving your top half exposed, “you said I got to pick what I wanted to watch,” throwing the garment on the floor he gave a soft groan. He couldn't help but stare in awe, “and I choose to watch you come undone by me.”

His baritone voice dropped an octave as he was left stunned, “So perfect,” leaving his mouth agape you stood up to kiss him softly. Your bare chest pressed against his form fitting white shirt that was begging to be ripped off. Sherlock leaned in to kiss you once more as you leaned into his touch. The feel of his large hands pressed against your bare skin left goosebumps in their wake. All that could be heard was the sound of Sherlocks whimpers as your fingers threaded through the curls that crowned his head. He always had a weak spot when you grabbed or played with his tresses.

Sherlock was all too eager to accept the guidance as your hand led him to suck on a nipple, followed the other he traced each bud with delicate care. Knowing all the tricks to make your knees buckle. He was feeling you getting impatient as you pulled his head away, leaving him smiling. The sound of his labored breath only turned you on more as your fingers fumbled with the button of his white dress shirt.

You slowly removed his buttoned shirt leaving his top half exposed. The way the moonlight kissed his alabaster skin made your pussy ache. Before you could comprehend Sherlocks palms rested beside you on the bed as you felt the weight shift on both sides of your hips, he wanted more of you as he slowly slid two of his fingers around your waistband. Biting your lips you locked eyes as he slid your bottoms off finally freeing you from your pajamas. He could see the glisten of your eager entrance aching for his attention.

You took a quick hold, grabbing his waistband once more in a desperation to have him closer. Your lips returned in a feral fury as you removed his trousers and boxers in a swift motion. His hands returning to your entrance, you cried a soft moan as his fingers pumped in and out, the feeling was pure ecstasy as you felt your orgasm blossom. It clearly spurred Sherlock on because it made him pick up the pace as his thumb teased in circles around your tender bud.

“Darling you're so beautiful. I love the way you look with my fingers inside of you,” he purred curling his finger in that spot. The sweet spot that always had you see stars. Before you knew it you cried out in pure pleasure as Sherlock watched on, grinning with pride.

Coming down from your high Sherlock paused, bringing a foot up he placed a kiss on your ankle. Hearing you giggle his green eyes glowed as he locked into your gaze. He slowly crawled on top of you kissing up the length of your body, his arms cadging you in as he leaned down kissing you softly. Sherlock was always a passionate person deep down and to find himself lost in this moment was something of a dream. The look of your pebble flushed breasts accompanied by the look in your eyes of pure satisfaction. He wanted this moment etched in the walls of his mind palace forever.

He kissed your forehead trailing down to your nose, his lips found yours as he melted into your touch. The great detective was immensely turned to putty by the one thing he can't live without. You. For you fit him better in more ways than one. He brought himself up aligning his cock at your entrance. Giving a few steady pumps with his hand you took in the glisten of pre cum beading off the tip making you bite your lip once more. Bracing his shoulders for support as he asked, “Are you ready my love?” Sherlock's eyes never left yours as he scanned you for absolute permission.

Taking a hand you cupped the back of Sherlocks neck, bringing him close and kissing him gently. Showing assurance the kiss was soft and bared your heart filled trust. No words were needed as Sherlock slowly thrusted himself in. You both shared a groan as the kiss never broke. Allowing yourself to adjust before he pulled away gently, he locked on your gaze once more purring into your ear.

“Promise me one thing y/n,” he went even slower, itching himself deeper as he slowly bottomed out. Savoring the moment of feeling his cock stretching you so unbelievably full. You clenched slightly causing Sherlocks hands to suddenly dig into your hips knowing damn well it will leave marks.

“W-what's that,” you stuttered as he kept up his thrust, determined to make you feel complete.

Sherlock caged his arms around you as he paused leaning into your ear his voice purred against your ear, “that you're mine. Forever,” returning to his pace your nails dug into his back. Your hand laced the nape of his neck, pulling him in for a deep kiss. A kiss that spoke of untimely promise. He kept up the pace as you moaned once more in pleasure.

“Always!,” feeling your climax blooming, your nails dug into his pale back even deeper, “I promise Sherlock. Now please go faster,” you begged, feeling your heels dig deeper, spurring him on as it only took those words for him to start thrusting into you at such a pace; A pace you will know you'll feel the next day.

“Jesus Sherlock!” You groaned into his neck, his curls sticking to his sweat glistened forehead as he kissed you. Stifling all moans as you rode your climax. The feeling bloomed as his hips moved at this new angle that made you suddenly see stars. Whatever god you were chanting was wasted as Sherlock slammed into you one last time. Your orgasm hit you, making your eyes practically fall into the back of your head as you drenched his cock with your nectar.

“That's my good girl,” he smiled, feeling the praise go right to your solar plexus. You were always a sucker for admiration. He pulled out gently making you wince, you couldn't help but miss the feeling of him. Throwing the blanket iver Sherlock quickly returned with a tray full of essentials. Even after lovemaking he always believed in aftercare. The tray consisted of two sleeptime teas, massage oil and a small stack of what looks like steaming towels.

“You always take such wonderful care of me Sherlock, how did I get so lucky?” He traced a warm towel over your center as he was careful not to overstimulate. He reached for the glass bottle of oil, pouring it over his elegant digits as he signaled you to lay on your stomach. The feeling of his strong hands worked every aching nerve as you sank into the mattress.

“It's not luck y/n I just love taking great care of what is precious to me,” he spoke softly rubbing every part of your skin. The oil felt amazing as he finished with your shoulders sealing the gesture with a kiss he rubbed his hands dry on a towel before reaching for your tea. Covering with the blankets you snuggled closer together as you both sipped your beverages in complete happiness enjoying the moment shared between you both. For life could not be any more satisfying than having you and Amelia at his side.

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Big Bad Wolf

18+ ONLY CONTAIN HEAVY FILTH & SMUTT

Pairing: Sinister!Strange x Fem!Reader

Synopsis: It's a beautiful rainy day at the Sanctum but your bored so Sinister decides to incorporate a fairy tale into the gameplay. You are all too eager to play along.

Word Count: 4.4K

Warnings: Angst, some fluff, deep love, p in v sex, creampie, swearing, Sinister is a bit of a soft!dom, pet names, oral sex (Fem. Receiving), Fingering, No condoms, porn with plot, praise kink, daddy kink

A/N: This smutty story has been rotting in my brain since I first laid eyes on this man. His hands always behind his back like a hunter hunting down his prey. I instantly fell in love with him. He will always be my fictional husband. The song that inspired the story while I was writing is Daddy by Ramsey. I feel like it fits his character so much. Its also my first smutt fic so please be gentle with me.

I really do hope you enjoy it.

Candles flickered in the Sanctum causing soft light to dance about the walls. Lightening cracks causing heavy raindrops to beat and bleed against the window resembling the seal of Vishanti. Lounging on a velvet chair reading your favorite book you propped your feet up off the cold wooden floor. Enveloped by a thick heavy red velvet blanket, it was so warm and inviting, it couldn’t be a more relaxing day. You take a break from reading to admire Sinister across from you, his spindly legs crossed and stretched out on the chair while reading, a look of pure contentment on his face. Candlelights illuminating his sharp angular features, you couldn’t believe how handsome he was, you felt like the luckiest woman in the world. This handsome man chose you above everything in the multiverse. Looking at him with a heart full of love, you couldn’t help but notice how adorable he was while mouthing the words when he reads. Stroking his disheveled beard  he was reading what appeared to be a Fairy Tale novel bounded in thick leather. His brows always coming close together when in deep focus. Biting your lower lip you began feel a deep need that you refused to fight. You wanted him to stroke something else of yours….

Setting the book down on the small table next to you, the candles danced at the sudden movement. Stretching your arms up to give a small yawn you looked at your lover and smirked to yourself, having a better idea in mind to spend the afternoon. Standing up from the chair you wrapped the blanket around you to keep as much warmth as possible. Quietly walking towards your husband you stood behind him reading over his shoulder. Nuzzling your face into his neckline where a freckle meets the collar of his robes you bit little nips into his neck, smoothing the sharp pain with your warm wet tongue. Then taking your palms you ran them down his chest feeling the texture of his dark blue robes that covered his hard toned chest underneath. Deeply inhaling his warm flesh you couldn’t help but be intoxicated by him.

A deep moan rumbed from his throat; closing the book he sat it next to him, he clearly got the hint. “Is my kitten in need of some attention?” Responding with slight breathlessness. “I’m bored,” giving your best pouty face. Taking his scarred slender hands he rubbed them up your arms. His black wedding band shimmering in the light, he pulled you onto his lap. Lacing arms around his neck you nuzzled noses, lips just a whisper away from each other. Gazing into your eyes with deep affection he softly lunged towards your mouth kissing you in such fervent passion--with a need that your all to familiar with. He couldn’t believe how lucky he was to have you as his bride.

 Tongue dancing lightly against your lower lip beckoning you to have them parted. You opened your mouth and invited the warmth of his tongue. The familiar sweet taste along with the scruffiness of his facial hair caused the wetness to pool in your panties. You crossed your legs over to straddle him, rocking your hips back and fourth very slowly, trying to get some friction while feeling the familiar stiffening below your ass. Pulling away from your mouth he lifted your hand that carried your matching wedding band and kissed upon it. Continuing to kiss each knuckle till he reached your palm, his beard tickling your delicate skin, only to return back to your mouth. His velvet lips began to clash with yours harder, and you both became overwhelmed with yearning. He preceded to trail love bites along your jawline leading down the your breast. Placing tiny nips along your petal soft flesh. A small moan escaping your lips you tilted your head back in sudden ecstasy, giving him more leeway to reach all of your engorges zones.

You were obsessed with his hands, but you had a soft spot for his goatee. The way it trails down your neck leaving sensitive patches of red on your flesh. His arms locking you in tightly; like you were a dream he never wanted to wake from, he always made you feel safe. Releasing yourselves to catch your breath you rest your forehead against his and you couldn’t help but profess, “Its just that…Im  really wet and I need you”. His cerulean eyes now shimmering with mischief, a smirk drawing across his lips showing a sexy grin that always made you blush. “that can be arranged darling, but I have a better plan. Why don’t we make a little game out of this day?”

Raising an eyebrow with a hint of suspicion you took the bait. “What did you have in mind?” Softly guiding  you off of his lap, adjusting his stiffening trousers he grabbed your hand and walked you past the cluttered instruments and relics scattered around the sanctum, only to stop at the foot of the wooden stairs. Feeling his soft slightly blackened digits grab your chin with his thumb and index finger he looked deep into your eyes gently stroking your chin with his thumb. “Well I was reading the most intriguing story my love, you ever play the children’s game of hide and seek? Well, my fantasy has always been to incorporate that into the fairytale The Little Red Riding Hood. I’m particularly fond of the wolf and with that blanket you look deliciously like Little Red.”With a slide of his fingers purple magic enveloped you, manifesting your loungewear into a risqué little red riding hood dress. The black corset tightly snuggling your breasts together with the cream dress barely covering your ass high up on your thighs, completing the look with a red hooded cloak, black laced garter belt and knee-high white stockings. Bending forward to adjust your stilettos you gave a twirl for Sinister, noticing his eyes widen with hunger.

He grabbed your ring finger kissing up your arm and gave you another twirl. He pulled you to his chest and Slowly laced his arms around your waist and began to gently sway together, his dark robes swishing with the movement. Craning his head down to kiss and suck on your neck, you closed your eyes leaning your head back against his strong shoulder for him to whisper into the shell of your ear “ I cannot wait to devour you, you’re absolutely delectable,” taking a deep inhale of your hair he slowly grazed his palm to lift your dress ever so slightly to reveal you wearing nothing underneath . Groping your ass giving your earlobe a slight nip emanating a squeak from your lips.

Turning around to face Sinister, you rested your hands on his chest to playfully ask, “shall we set up the ground rules? I know that must be a foreign concept for you Doctor, but its only fair.” He pulled away and slowly walked back and fourth, hands never leaving his back. Chuckling lightly he twitched his lips creating a menacing grin ,“Well my pet, the obvious thing is that I turn around close my eyes and count to one. You’ll go and hide anywhere in this haunted house, its yours for the choosing. Ill then proceed to hunt you down like the wolf that I am, and if I win I get my reward.”  Stopping dead in his tracks he slowly turned to look at you, cocking an eyebrow gazing with a hungry glare causing your cheeks to blush a deeper crimson. Feeling your heartbeat accelerate,  goosebumps were beginning to form on your flesh. You knew damn well how this was going to end and you couldn’t contain the wet heat beginning to moisten your inner thighs.

…..

 

You tried your best to contain your giggles while quickly scouting for a place to hide. “57 …58 …” his voice playfully trailing off in the distance. Making the best attempt to prevent your heals from clicking on the heavy wooden floorboards you came across his office. Feeling the adrenaline start to kick into your system you quickly scanned the room noticing the huge black wooden desk along with a large floor to ceiling mirror conveniently placed across from it. Hmmm thats new….Squatting down to get on your hands and knees you crawled to securely tuck yourself underneath it… perfect. Attempting to steady your breath you heard, “Ready or not here comes the wolf.” A huge smile coming across your face you covered your mouth to quiet your giggled breaths.  “Come out…come out…wherever you are…” speaking in a sing songy tone. Sinister’s heavy boots creaking on the floorboards, he was close.

Peaking a eye through the crack of the desk he finally made it into the room. Pacing slowly around looking everywhere he could think of, hands still never leaving his back. He was heavy into the game keeping a stalking pace. Like a lion hunting for his prey, he was enjoying the thrill of the chase. “You can’t hide from me kitten, you know daddy will find you eventually.”

Turning to face the desk scanning the parameters and he noticed a bit of red hooded fabric sticking out from underneath the front of his desk. Eyes now glistening, his mouth twitched into a smirk at the corner of his lips….I found you kitten. Footsteps trailed out the room, you leaned your head against the heavy wood closing your eyes to catch your breath. YES! Looks like I have outsmarted him…in the blink of an eye Sinister manifested behind the desk squatting down to face you dead into your startled eyes. You yelped loudly, “BOO! Looks like the wolf caught his little red!” he declared with a snarl. Striving to crawl out of the desk he grabbed you buy the waist, his fingers digging into your delicate soft flesh. “Your not getting away from me that easy darling, this wolf is hungry for your sweet pussy and I’ve earned my reward.”

Releasing some playful giggles he hoisted you up like you weighed nothing and firmly laid you on top of the desk. Leaning back you couldn’t help but stare into his eyes, they always shimmered a brighter blue when aroused. He didn’t waste any time diving down to your sopping heat. Devouring your nectar like a starving man he ran his hands up and down your thighs. Feeling your stockings rip and the garter belt snap, he was feral and began to use his mouth to start tongue fucking you. The long goatee felt amazing against your sensitive mound. You needed more friction and you needed it now. Peaking up from your dress, his nose and beard now glistening with your arousal he crawled up to grab your cheek; claiming your mouth as his. Tasting and smelling yourself on his tongue you both shared a loud moan. He pulled away and with a husky whisper, “Taste what I do to you darling, fuck you are a work of art.” 

You let out a whimper at his praise while moving to arch your hips begging him to go further, “Tsk tsk, Feeling impatient are we?” Speaking smugly. You bit your lip and smiled while he began stripping off his bracers to toss them aside only to proceed in rolling up his sleeves to his elbows, revealing his taut forearms. He dove back down to reach deeper into your warm center. His flattened tongue licking from the base of your entrance, landing on your sensitive bud to suck and lick with slow repeating sensual circular motions. You leaned arching your back in pleasure with a responsive moan. Stephen was a God with his hands, but nobody can hold a candle to his tongue. Glancing to the side you couldn’t help but stare into the mirror, watching him devour you through the looking glass was highly arousing; it made your nipples start to harden and your center to moisten more.

Feeling his tongue shallowly penetrate your core he moved a hand to reach for your clit. Lifting his head to watch your pleasure, he moved his hand to caress your thighs bringing them softly back to your mound; using circular motions with his thumb to set a steady rhythm. “Keep your eyes on me kitten”, which snatched you out of your reverie only to intensely lock eyes, “yes daddy.” He released a low rough grunt of approval, taking two digits to plunge  them into your wet hole making  you groan in satisfaction. Arching his fingers pulling them in and out if you, it was causing a wet noise that sounded so obscene yet sexy. It felt like heaven. Moaning sweet nothings into the room you felt your face and chest flushed along with a warm feeling in your stomach, your climax was drawing dangerously near and he knew it. Sinister can read your body like brail and He was always a master with his hands.

Inhaling your scent he released a deep growl causing it to vibrate through your cunt making you shiver, “Fuck kitten I could just eat you alive.” He Leaned up to attempt at removing the top layer of his robes. But you shot up quickly to reach for his belt, pulling his body in between your legs, “allow me,” his arms outstretched he nodded in compliance mouth agape with pupils blown wide. You threw the red hood on top of the desk chair and began to slowly unfasten his belt in a teasing way. His lust filled eyes never leaving you, he was growling with impatience causing you to give a smirk. You loved pushing his limits. The leather belt echoed hitting the floor while you rushed to shed off the top layer of his tunic. You loved all the layers of Sinister’s wardrobe, when you fucked it was like unwrapping a present. He shed his undershirt revealing his taut lean frame that carried many scars along his chest causing you to hitch your breath. How was he always so breathtaking….placing kisses on each scar gently you released a pleasing hum, “I love you, your absolutely breathtaking do you know that.” Without missing a beat he gently guided you back down; cupping your face to trace gentle rubs along your lips planting a tender kiss on them to profess softly, “I was going to say the same thing about you…I love you more, in this life and in the next.”

Giving out a sigh of pure happiness, you sucked on this thumb making him release a animalistic growl. He always knew how to worship and make you feel like the goddess you are; he never faulted in showing it. Feeling impatient he leaned back and snapped his fingers to magic the rest of his clothing off. You couldn’t help but stare in awe, he was the perfect size and length, it was like he was crafted for you from the gods. You couldn’t wait for him to stretch your tight pussy. “Oh my, what a BIG cock you have,” playfully remembering your roll. “All the better to fuck and fill you with my dear”,  Leaning back over you to give an open mouthed kiss along your jawline. Gently tugging his goatee giggling “What BIG teeth you have,” he quickly bit into your collarbone leaving a big purple blemish “All the better to mark you with.” Giving a few jerks to stimulate himself he started working on removing your corset, the tremors in his hands struggled with the hooks on the front. Feeling him paw at your breasts through the thin fabric, “What BIG hands you have”,“All the better to feel you my darling” While giving them a tight squeeze. 

Growling in frustration he lost his patience, taking a firm grip on both sides he ripped your corset in half causing your tits to bounce out, your whole form becoming completely exposed for him. The sudden cold made your already budding nipples unbearably stiff. You grabbed your breasts to massage and juggle them, biting your lower lip to put on a sexy show for him. Sinister growled and took your nipples and began massaging and tugging with his thumb and index fingers. With a whisper his baritone voice leaning into your ear, “Fuck your just so beautiful….my goddess of a wife, your mine forever.” Basking in the praise letting out a pornographic moan of pleasure, your eyes began to roll back and your mouth forming an O. Chuckling at your reaction, it turned him on knowing he was the only one that got you off, "you don’t seem to be scared of your bad wolf, you should know better. You know I have a big cock to fuck you with right, thats all you want, to be devoured by the bad wolf." “Yes Mr.Wolf please fuck me, fuck me hard with your giant cock” You begged. 

Hands trailing down your naked form he grabbed his cock and started to slide it between your folds, lubricating himself before he made his way into your entrance. Moaning in protest you bucked your hips up towards him, with a malicious grin on his face he was enjoying the payback. “That’s right kitten, moan for me.” He slid into your entrance painfully slow at first savoring every inch of you swallowing him whole. Wincing at the sharp pain of his thick veined cock stretching you impossibly full it felt sensational. Quickly pausing and looking with concern he cupped your face, “Im not hurting you am I my love?”, “Fuck no” you coaxed. Giving a wink he chuckled “that’s my girl” and snapped back into the moment beginning to pick up his thrusting, hips dipping and rocking back and fourth always hitting you just right. Shoulder and arm muscles tensing up in the heat of the moment he couldn’t help but stare at were your bodies  joined. He loved it when your cunt swallowed him whole. The sound of smacking flesh echoing in the sanctum only encouraging him to drill harder into you.

Continuing to bottom you out he grabbed both sides of the desk for leverage and stability before he started fucking you in a pace you didn’t think was possible. He repeatedly kept hitting your sweet spot over and over causing you to see white stars and your eyes rolled back in pure ecstasy. Impulsively wrapping your legs around his hips, the heels helping to lock your ankles in place. “Ffffffuuuccckk.” moaning as your eyes fluttered closed. “That’s right kitten, moan for daddy”, “You feel so fucking good Stephen…so good.” Groaning at the praise he leaned over to pepper your body with kisses, never missing a thrust. Feeling your cunt stretch around him he never thought something could feel so good. Formed together your lovemaking was like heroin, one hit and you both always needed more. Keeping up the rhythm repeating his thrusts you felt your walls begin to quiver. He pulled out of you, your sopping core making a lewd popping sound causing you to stammer in protest. He walked to the big leather chair and sat down stretching his arm out to gesture his fingers in a come hither motion . “Come here my love, come fuck on daddy’s lap.” 

You slid the tattered costume off your shoulders and made your way over to Sinister, swinging your legs over to straddle him. Stroking his cock he helped position himself for you, eyes fixated on your beautiful form. Grabbing his shoulders for balance you slowly lowered yourself onto his cock causing a small hiss to emanate from his mouth. “Shit kitten, your pussy is still so tight. How are you doing this to me?” “Well Doctor your not the only one with tricks up his sleeve” winking at him you felt his member twitching inside you. Whimpering in satisfaction he tilted his head down to suck on your breast that were on full display in front of him.  He began with the right, biting hard enough to leave more purple blossoms on your flesh. He loved your breasts and he loved even more to mark you as his. Despite the universe being void of life, he still wanted you to have a reminder that you were his and his alone. He then preceded to suck tenderly on your nipple, tongue flicking and moving in circular motions. He continued on the other breast giving it equal amount of attention and care.

Feeling his facial hair tickle you he smirked against your chest to look up and gaze at you directly in your eyes. You felt a strange new sensation almost like and electric vibrating tingle on your nipple. He was using magic from his mouth to stimulate you. Emanating a needy moan from your lips. “Fuck baby this is new… it feels so…so fucking good” you tilted your head back and laced your fingers into his hair and began tugging in response. “Use me my pet pull my hair make me suffer for I am at your mercy, and you’ve possessed me with your witchcraft.” Obeying your husbands command you rocked back and forth on his cock, pulling tight on his hair causing his head to tilt back baring his teeth and delicious adams apple. Leaning down continuing to leave bite marks and hickies all over his neck marking him as well. “Fuck kitten” in a desperate filthy noise, “just like that please don’t stop.”

You carried on with your sensual pace and ground into him. Realizing to yourself that this was rough sex but this position wasn’t a fucking, Sinister wanted you to make love to him to savor every moan, every motion burning into his photographic memory. Feeling his pubic hair giving more friction to your clit you began to move back in forth at a more ardent pace. Sweat running down your chest’s Sinister was growling at this point and took the opportunity to lick the sweat trickling down your breast, simultaneously grabbing your hips to aid in guiding you. Scarred fingers digging into your flesh he began lifting your hips all the way up to the very tip and slam yourself back down, repeating the motion faster till you felt his cock twitch more. Rocking your hips in a circular motion rising yourself up and down, feeling every savory inch of his cock inside of you. He Stretched you out to the perfect form. “Im going to come but you will finish with me you got that,” you spoke with a heightened panting tone. “Anything for you my angel.” Eyes locked while nodding in agreement, you both were close to your climax, but you wanted to come at the same time. 

Trying your best to keep up the fast motions you noticed the pace was starting to wear off. Fucking him faster like a madwoman you got this sudden possession over you. Going up and down and such a insane pace, your tits bouncing up and down once again hearing the slapping of wet flesh. Keeping the heels on came in handy after all, it helped with the anchoring of your body. “That’s right little red, come on the wolfs cock. I want your mess all over me. I am right after you.” That was enough to tip you over the edge. Keeping your eyes still locked to maintain the intimacy you gave out a screaming moan feeling your walls tighten and flutter emanating a gushing sensation to flow from your core, you squirted all over his thighs. Sinister howled with pleasure and felt his climax reach, seeing stars he leaned his head back, cum spouting thick white threads of semen into your wet heat filling you whole. “Fuck.. oh my sweet girl your so good to me taking my milk. Nobody does it better then you.” Grabbing the back of your head he gave the deepest most passionate kiss in the world that nobody can ever top.

Still feeling his semi erect shaft in you you leaned your head against his with a smile of contentment catching your breath, “that was…….amazing”, taking his hands to support your back “yes yes it was, we should do this again.” Giggling to Sinister while clinging to his chest like a koala he grabbed the red hooded cloak behind him and wrapped it around the both of you, forming a cocoon. Despite his rugged persona, Sinister always loved to extend the intimacy after sex. After all, he hasn’t had human contact in many many years. Snuggling into his chest he rested his chin on top of your head. Playing with his hair as you always did after sex or before falling asleep. It was comforting to you knowing he always made you feel safe. “I don’t deserve a wife like you. You know that right.” He confessed with a soft tone. “And I don’t know what I did for the gods to bless me with such a perfect husband. Call it destiny or fate I wouldn’t change a single thing. You always deserved me. I always deserved you. You are my home Stephen Strange.”

He hugged you tighter with the sentimental profession. You began to feel warm tears trickle on your shoulder. Stephen never showed vulnerability with the exception of you even before the incursion. You came into his world of darkness and brought light not just into his fractured world, but his heart. He never thought he would be deserving of love again but the beauty tamed the heartless beast.You became his home and his eternal hope as well, that was something he could never repay. Wiping away his tears with a thumb you gave him a deep kiss. Soft yet tenderly parting your lips your tongues danced once again. You always wanted to show him that he was safe and that he was the only thing that mattered. Keeping the red hood wrapped on he pulled out of you causing you to wince. He swooped you up bridal style and began to walk towards the door. “Where are we going?” You asked nuzzling your head into the crook of his neck with a sleepy tone. “Were taking a long lavender soaked bath, we deserve it and then I’m taking you to bed. We can worry about sleep later.” “I love that idea Stephen”, “ and I love you, I love you in every universe (y/n)…..always have and always will.”

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I'll Give You The Moon And Stars

Tumblr somehow deleted this story so I had to repost it.....So here I am once again. (Don't let this flop lol)

Pairing: Sinister!Strange x Fem!Reader

Synopsis: It finally here! Your wedding day to Sinister Strange. But he has a few surprises up his sleeve to make your best day ever even better than you could dream.

Word Count: 2.9K

Warnings: None really just tooth rotting fluff, Mutual pining

A/N: This story is somewhat of a self indulgent piece. It came to me one night bc I have always wanted to Waltz, let alone with Mr.Sinister.

Theres references to The Phantom of the Opera & Outlander!!!!

I have a strong headcannon that he is very light on his feet. Plus I can’t help but think of Sinister without Once Upon A Dream playing in my mind.

Steadily pacing around the grand room back and forth with the feeling of butterflies in your stomach, you kept wiping your outstretched hands on your legs because your palms wouldn’t stop sweating. Eyeballing the long A-line black and purple ombre dress hanging off the four-poster bed. Gathering your courage to shuffle towards it, lifting it gently off the plush hanger. The soft taffeta texture along with the outer tulle feeling soft against your skin; fingers gently dancing over the moonstone beads. The constellation patterns embellished on the waistline giving off a shimmer in the light. Tears welling in your eyes, for it was finally your wedding day. 

Sure, it wasn’t the ceremony you first envisioned since you were a little girl. The typical tradition of a Church and a huge gathering never resonated with you anyway. But Sinister latched onto your heart and swept you off your feet. He was without question the love of your life. Ever since you arrived in his world you slowly began to change him. His heart thawing like Spring warning away the frosty ice of Winter. You couldn’t wait to become his wife. 

Wiping away the gentle tears cascading down your cheeks to slide off the silken nightgown from your shoulders, tossing it to the side. Sliding into the gown gently right foot first, then the left. Zipping up the side of it, the corset snugging all the right places. Taking the extra time to adjust the black lingerie stockings giving them a light snap against your thigh. Tussling your hair slowly walking towards the embellished mirror you couldn’t believe how gorgeous you looked. You really did feel like a true Disney princess. That is, if princesses were into gothic attire.

Strapping on the black wedges to stand upright, making your way back to the four-poster bed reaching for the blood red rose bouquet that was decorated with purple lace. Peaks of white babies’ breath sticking out between them. Grabbing the perfume bottle off the vanity to generously sprits yourself with ‘Into the Night’ perfume. Its delicate amber scent danced around your senses. It was your signature scent and Sinister adored it. His heart always skipping a beat when walking into a room and knowing you where just there from the smell alone. The sheer intoxication of it all leaving an imprint on his mind and his senses. 

Taking a deep breath to steady your nerves, fingers wrapped around the silver door latch finally making your exit to the grand sanctum. This is it……The next time you returned would not be (Y/L/N), but Mrs.Strange. The thought of it making your heart flutter faster. 

Shoes quietly stepping on the floor to turn the corner slowly; finally arriving in the main room. There by the glowing window of the seal of Vishanti was your fiancé and soon to be husband, Sinister Strange. His tall lean frame silhouetted forming his hands behind his back facing outside the giant window. Safe assumption that he was in deep thought. 

Stepping out of the dark hallway looking up to him swallowing back tears you beckoned playfully, “Hello handsome.” His head perked to turn, slowly shifting completely around finding himself almost falling over if he wasn’t struck dead in his tracks. 

Eyes wide scanning up and down your gorgeous frame, his admiring gaze never wavering. A look full of pure uninhibited love. You looked like an angel. My angel of music. His sea glass eyes blown wide; mouth slightly open. She is absolutely beautiful. Just keep composure…and don’t cry. Its not everyday the worlds most powerful sorcerer is rendered speechless.

Face beaming, finding yourself in awe at how handsome he looked as well. He always took your breath away. Instead of his usual tunic he opted for a black victorian jacquard swallowtail frock coat with a matching vest. Completing the look with a dark purple ascot necktie. His Pressed black trousers accompanied by the solid black wingtip oxford shoes. The usual disheveled silken hair swept back neatly with a pomade. Of course, except for a few strands cascading down his forehead, slightly veiling his chiseled cheeks. The uniformed look of his silver strands on his temples giving off a soft glow from the light. He truly looked superbly divine and delectable. The things I would do to him tonight……

With an endearing grin he extended his left hand outward, the baritone in his voice dropping an octave that always drove you crazy sending an electric shock up your spine, “Darling……come here”

A wide smile spreading across your face emitting a giggle from you. Your smile always to sent a flood of warmth through his chest every time he saw it. Stepping closer grasping his hand bringing it up to his velvet lips, eyes never breaking contact with yours to slowly place a soft kiss on your fingers. Blue eyes shimmering like two glowing pools causing the heat to rise from your chest up to your cheeks.

Clearing his throat Sinister couldn’t help but to speak above a whisper; gently turning your hand over. Lips caressing your delicate palm to steal more kisses from your open hand between pauses, “You look…absolutely divine my love…so breathtaking. My angel.”

Smiling back sheepishly, “You’re not so bad yourself Stephen, you cleanup nice. Always such a gentleman to me.” Stroking his goatee giving it a light tug winking at him, noticing the tips of his ears turning pink with his cheeks.

Returning to stand upright never releasing your hand Sinister slowly guided you to the center of the Sanctum Hall, his oxford heels echoing off the wooden floor. Surrounded by snuffed out candles and musical instruments he waved his free hand to illuminate the candles surrounding you. Filling the hall with soft glowing warmth. The elegant glow dancing off your faces, accentuating his defined face and cheekbones, it felt like a living fairytale. 

Giving a heartfelt sigh, “You never cease to impress me Stephen, I always love when you use magic,” giving his hand a light squeeze.

“My bride deserves the best. This is the start of the rest of our lives, and I want to give you the moon and the stars. I love you with my whole heart (y/n),” guiding your hand bringing it up to his chest.

Being how it was just the two of you in this fractured world together you mutually agreed to exchange vows and rings with each other. Over the course of a year the two of you noticed this world slowly beginning to rebuild itself. Plants where sprouting, and you even pointed out some baby doves outside nesting on the library window. A normal explanation couldn’t be placed as to why, but Sinister deeply believed that it was your love and inner magic that was helping to sew this universe back together. He convinced himself he would be destined to wander it alone. For years his heart pined for companionship, but loneliness along with time began to calcify his heart due to the shame of his past. But you came into his life and repaired a broken man who believed in love all over again. A debt he could never fully repay. The closest he could muster was to ask for your hand and become his for eternity.

A loving smile formed on your lips, “I love you to Stephen…so much”

Feeling his rapid heartbeat through his vest you brought your palm up to cup his face, he leaned into it grabbing urgently with both hands. Like you were a dream, and he was afraid he would wake up from it.  After some time you spoke gently, “I would like to begin my love, for I can not wait any longer for you to be my wife (Y/N)”

Smiling at his eagerness you nodded, his stance erect he pulls out a folded parchment. Hands shaking a bit more then usual as his slender fingers unfolded the weathered paper. A clear sign he has taken many a time to write it out. Reaching for his hand once again for support feeling it get tighter as he read, “I Stephen Vincent Strange, take you to be my loving wife. To have, to hold from this day forward, for better, for worse, for richer for poorer, in sickness and in health, to love and to cherish you with every fiber of my soul till death we do part, and this is my solemn vow. Today I promise to respect you always. I will share the good times and bad times with you, be a support and guide. I promise to worship you at your feet for all eternity. You know me better than anyone else in this world and somehow still you manage to love me…...You are my best friend and one true love. Above all, I will love you from now until our day’s end.” 

 Suddenly breaking eye contact he gazed down away from you, hearing a sniffle to notice a single tear stream down his cheek. Bringing your soft hand up brushing it away with your thumb. A small smile on your lips you gently guided his head steadily upwards with your thumb and index finger, “That was perfect my love. I couldn’t have put it better myself.” Sinister couldn’t help but chuckle sheepishly at your affection. 

It left you speechless with your stomach doing somersaults. Fighting back your own tears your heart felt like it was going to burst. It was your turn to speak your heartfelt vow. Opting to not write anything you always spoke from the heart. But suddenly your brain was like a deer caught in the headlights.

 In a moment that felt like an eternity Sinister gave a chuckle to mouth the words, “you can do it my love,” squeezing your hands reassuringly. Giving a somber smile returning your hands downward gazing at Sinister straight into his blue eyes boldly professing, “I (Y/N), pledge to you Steven Vincent Strange, to always catch you before you stumble, and lift you over every threshold. I will always be by your side not only as your lover, but as your best friend. I promise to love you every day that I’m breathing. This is my solemn vow. You have the core of my heart beating for you, a love beyond what a metaphor can ever express.”

Closing his eyes releasing a heartfelt sigh that seemed like he was breathing in your words; he brought your hands to his lips. Waving his hand summoning light purple magic, a small ring box floated into his palm. The slender scarred digits slowly fishing out two matching wedding bands that were black with silver lining. Your ring accompanied by a small white diamond embedded into the jet black metal. 

Taking a band in each of your hands sliding them onto each others left ring finger. A symbol of undying love to your heart-lines. Holding Sinister’s fingers in the delicacy of yours rubbing your thumb over the band. His slender fingers even more beautiful than before. 

Together you had one last step in the ceremony to perform. Taking the purple lace from your bouquet to wrap your hands in unison. Sinister’s palm resting above yours, snugged between the soft fabric. Creating a bind symbolizing the bonding of both your lives. Reciting the planned vows, eyes never leaving each other in perfect unison to recite.

“You are Blood of my Blood, and Bone of my Bone. I give you my Body, that we Two might be One.  I give you my Spirit, ’til our Life shall be Done”

Sinister unraveled the purple fabric to magic it back onto your bouquet. Both releasing a joyous sigh, returning your hands back together. His thumb rubbing across your ring finger. With slightly choked up tempo you said, “I now pronounce us husband…...and wife.” Slightly bouncing up and down hardly containing your excitement, a huge smile beamed across your face.

Sinister wasted no time gently grabbing by both sides of your face. His large hands cradling you like precious porcelain. Pulling you in eagerly for a deep passionate kiss; lips melting together his mouth giving promises of love and protection. It felt like eternal bliss. Surrounded by the flicker of candlelight and for a moment forgetting the world around both of you existing. Pulling away glacially to look up at Sinister smiling down at you. 

“I love you; I love you with all my soul (Y/N Strange).” Rubbing a thumb gently across your cheek you blushed at the sentiment of using your newly claimed last name.

“I love you too Stephen Strange”

“I believe your husband owes you a first dance”

Your ears perked up at the sudden thought. You have always wanted to dance. It’s something you missed greatly. 

“That sounds incredible Stephen, yes please let’s do it.” Trying to contain your excitement, your hands still clasped together. Releasing from your grasp Sinister once again made a gesture with his hands; purple glowing magic emanating and surrounding all around you both. With wide eyes you saw the candles begin to hover and the instruments began to play. Finishing it off with a giant glowing chandelier up above. Hearing the familiar tempo of the music travel in your ears, tears formed in your eyes. Noticing the sound of the familiar score of Tchaikovsky’s Sleeping Beauty Waltz.

“Stephen…but how did you know”

Hands behind his back he paced slightly in front of you. “I know you more then anyone my love. You spoke about how you wanted to be a Disney princess. I felt this score fit perfectly. What kind of a husband would I be if I did not fulfill your every dream”

 Heart beating faster in your chest, feeling like you were on cloud nine. The familiar mm-bap-bap of the score leading the opening musical bar, Sinister taking a bow before you returning upright. His hand extended outward for you.

His baritone voice speaking gently, “May I have this dance my princess”

“I’d be honored”

Setting the bouquet on the grand piano to take his hand in yours, grabbing you by the small of your waist. Slowly at first guiding you across the sanctum floor with upmost grace. Not surprised that he was very experienced with waltzing. His steps ever fluid with the ¾ time, keeping up the pace with ease. No partner you’ve ever had could hold a candle to his dancing skills. The tail of his coat lifting with every gentle hop. His movement’s sweeping like a ghost across the dance floor. 

The score began to swell louder while keeping your pace together in perfect unison. Gliding across ever faster on the floor; your wedding dress swishing majestically like a work of moving art. Sinister couldn’t take his cerulean eyes from you. For all he cared the world would be burning and he would die a happy man.

“Ive said this a thousand times and I’ll keep saying it till my last breath, but you are beautiful. You are the sexiest thing in the world, never forget that” he breathed against your ear. 

“And I’ll never get tired of your sweet side Stephen”

 As the music began to die down so did your pace. Spinning around slower and slower until you fell into a deep embrace. His arms felt like home, the candles twinkling like lights from fairies. Sinister drew you closer to wear you were a breath away from each other. Noses nuzzling pulling you in for another kiss. Softly at first his mouth brushed against your lower lip. The beard tickling your soft skin. Melding together finally to tilt your head up deepening the kiss. Releasing a soft moan in sweet unison you lunged forward deeper on your tiptoes to get the most of his mouth. Tightening his grip around your waistline, he dipped you back to steal another kiss. This time his velvet tongue penetrating your lips, claiming access to your warm silken mouth. You welcomed it greatly never wanting to let go.

Releasing to catch your breaths Sinister leaned his forehead against yours, a huge smile radiating off of your faces. Gently rising you back up to kiss your forehead softly. Clutching each other with a loving embrace. Your cheek resting on his firm chest feeling it rise and fall. 

 “So…,” he trailed off. “What shall we do next?”

A smirk forming on the corner of your lip you knew exactly what he was hinting at. Placing your palms to his strong chest, leaning up with just a whisper of distance to form the most seductive voice cocking an eyebrow, “If I’m not mistaken, this is where we go upstairs and make our marriage official”

A growl emitting from his chest, eyes forming with lust he didn’t miss a beat and swooped you up bridal style to briskly carry you upstairs towards your shared chamber.

“Say no more, as the saying goes happy wife…...happy life,” he winked at you with that sideways smirk you loved so much.

Exclaiming boldly, you realized, “But wait! What about the candles?!” 

Biting your earlobe gently he growled into your ear.

“Those can wait, for I have more important things to tend too. For I’ve got an appointment with heaven and an angel needs tending to.” Giggling into his steady frame your cheeks flushing the deepest red. It was the best day if your life. 

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That's 2,148 more posts than 2021!

129 posts created (5%)

2,440 posts reblogged (95%)

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My Top Posts in 2022:

#5

No thoughts…except dirty ones.

293 notes - Posted August 8, 2022

#4

Big Bad Wolf

18+ ONLY CONTAIN HEAVY FILTH & SMUTT

Pairing: Sinister!Strange x Fem!Reader

Synopsis: It's a beautiful rainy day at the Sanctum but your bored so Sinister decides to incorporate a fairy tale into the gameplay. You are all too eager to play along.

Word Count: 4.4K

Warnings: Angst, some fluff, deep love, p in v sex, creampie, swearing, Sinister is a bit of a soft!dom, pet names, oral sex (Fem. Receiving), Fingering, No condoms, porn with plot, praise kink, daddy kink

A/N: This smutty story has been rotting in my brain since I first laid eyes on this man. His hands always behind his back like a hunter hunting down his prey. I instantly fell in love with him. He will always be my fictional husband. The song that inspired the story while I was writing is Daddy by Ramsey. I feel like it fits his character so much. Its also my first smutt fic so please be gentle with me.

I really do hope you enjoy it.

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298 notes - Posted September 11, 2022

#3

Go ahead and tell me that Im wrong.

421 notes - Posted July 29, 2022

#2

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766 notes - Posted August 25, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

Oh my Vishanti 💕

1,300 notes - Posted July 28, 2022

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