#dom!druig x reader

[heartofwritiing]

In his hands

paring: druig x fem!reader

a/n: idk what this is just a short little imagine I couldn't stop thinking about, im gonna go hide in a cave now.. lol enjoy! 

warning(s): NSFW MINORS DNI 18+ pwp, fingering, clit slapping, dom!druig, short and sweet, literally only 400 words, edging, orgasm denial, swearing, unedited!

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Your legs over Druigs shoulders provided a deep angle for his fingers to drive into you as you laid on your back staring right back into his eyes. He goes from pumping his fingers in and out of you to circling your clit agonizingly slow. You cry out when he grazes your g spot with his fingertips and you clench around them. 

“That’s it, fucking gripe my fingers baby,” he growls. 

He's been edging you for about twenty minutes now and you can't take it anymore. you feel like you’re going to explode if you don’t get a release soon. You beg him to let you come but he just smirks down at you devilishly, it's the cruelest punishment when he doesn't give you what you want.. His lips were teasing trailing up the insides of your legs as you grip the bedsheets beneath you, mind clouded with nothing but Druig above you. The sight below him was so sinful, your mouth parted enough that he could lean down and slip his tongue between your lips if he wanted, and your eyes screwed shut in pleasure as your moans rang through the air. He could tell you were close when you gasped and bucked your hips up at him to meet his fingers halfway. He quickly pulled his fingers out of you and gave a sharp slap to your swollen nerve. 

“Don't you cum,” he demands. “Hold it.” 

Another slap to your clit and you mewl. 

“Don’t. You. fucking. Cum.” each word with a harsh smack against your cunt, you whine and whither. 

You do as you're told, keeping your orgasm in but it's so hard when it all feels so fervent and exhilarating. The feeling of his lips, fingers, and breath fanning across your core hotly drives you over the edge and so so close... He suddenly pulls away from you completely, letting your legs drop onto the bed with a soft thump. You’re panting and clenching your thighs together trying to relieve some pressure but there's no use in trying, it's not enough to satisfy the ache. He kisses your knee open-mouthed and spreads your legs back apart to slot himself between them to hover over you. The look he gives you is almost taunting you to say something, to protest him stopping his actions but you just lay there blinking up at him. 

“ill be back in an hour,” he informs. he leans down to kiss your lips sweetly, the chain around his neck touching your hot skin before he pulls back. 

“don't you dare even think about touching yourself while I'm gone.” he leaves you laying on the bed a shaking mess. 

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[lilacliquors]

Soft!Dom Druig headcanons??

he's so very gentle with you, his hands caress your skin with feather light touches, ones that makes you practically jump out of your skin

he's very big on praise, telling you how good you're being for him, how well you're doing, how proud of you he is for taking all he has to offer, you name it, it's getting whispered in your ear

he isn't big on like physical punishment in the form of spankings. instead, he'll edge you for hours, until you're a begging mess for him, and even then, he won't let you cum so easily

likes missionary so he can maintain eye contact with you. it's far more intimate in his opinion, and he loves watching your facial expressions

provides only the best aftercare when you've finished a session. he'll cuddle you, get you anything you want to drink or eat, with play with your hair, run you bath, whatever you want, it's yours

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𝗲𝗴𝗼

𝘀𝘂𝗺𝗺𝗮𝗿𝘆: Druig was the most infuriating Eternal, it was about time you showed him just how much you hated him

𝘄𝗮𝗿𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴𝘀: smut, porn with no plot, hate sex, d/s dynamics, oral (f & m receiving), AFAB reader, degradation, praise towards the end, sub/brat reader, hard dom! Druig, partly wall sex, hinting to a relationship but never fully said, a lot of dialogue, one time use of daddy, one line of breeding, briefly uses his powers on you once with permission, overuse of the word pretty, sweet sweet aftercare,, not proofread!!

based on the song Ego by Sarah Kennedy

NOT PROOFREAD and had to cut parts out

Baby stroke my ego

Will you tell me please? And watch my heart take a hold of me

‘you’re infuriating.’ you breathed out, back against the hard wall. his hands roamed every part of you they could get to. ‘that’s what you said last time but i still fucked you senseless.’ his lips ghosted every inch of your neck as he left as many marks as possible. ‘yeah but...’ you trailed off as he sucked on your sweet spot just below your ear. letting out a low, quiet moan you bucked your hips against his, moving your hands to roam his chest only for his hands to leave your body and grab your arms. ‘last time still isn’t the best fuck i’ve had.’ you were riling him up.

‘shut up and stay still like my good little whore, yeah darlin?’ his accent was thick, his eyes clouded with lust as he moved from your neck to your face and stared at you while moving to grip your wrists in his left hand above your head. trying to lean forward in a pitiful attempt to catch his lips, you fail and a hand wraps itself around your neck. ‘no baby, you gotta tell me please.’ it wasn’t even three minutes in and he had already had enough of your shit.

Baby stroke my ego Will you kiss my pride? And watch the lights change inside my eyes

‘you don’t need an ego boost.’ his lips hovered over yours. he was so close to giving you what you wanted but you knew he wouldn’t until you relented first. with his incredible strength holding your wrists against the wall above you, he gave you no room for upper body movement so you had no choice. wrapping your legs around his waist you pulled him closer, his lips almost colliding with yours. ‘come on pretty,’ he whispered quieter than a mouse, ‘use your words for me.’ and so you did.

‘please Dru, please fuck me. i want you, need you.’ moving his right hand from your neck, he grabbed your thigh hiking it further up his hip as he began grinding his hard, clothed girth against you. he left no time for you to protest as his lips smashed against yours in a rage filled kiss. slowly trailing his hand up from your thigh to your hip, to your tits, back to your neck and finally resting it on your jaw; he tilted your head up giving him better access to deepen the kiss. 

teeth against teeth, tongues fighting each other neither of you wanting to give in yet all it took for your guard to crumble was a light bite to your bottom lip as he pulled away leaving you whining.

If I could walk into your mind Take your hand and show you mine Show you things you wouldn't like to see but you would like to be

‘i’ll let you cum here if i get to go inside your mind.’

‘Druig we’ve never done that...’ you got quieter as the sentence went on and before you could continue you were interrupted. ‘i’ll be here the whole time but if you don’t want to we can go straight to my bedroom.’ even through all the bickering and sarcastic comments this moment defined him as a person. he would argue with you for days but the moment he had you at his mercy he wanted to make sure you were on board. Druig might have been a dick but he cared and that was evident now more than ever.

‘do it. take control of me.’ he would only ever go inside your mind fully when you gave him permission but never had he used it in a sexual sense. the hatred was never true, sure you almost punched him a few times and sure you’ve threatened each other on countless occasions but never have you really hurt him. he treated you well when he wasn’t bullying you to the point of hate fucking.

watching as he looked up at your from between your thighs, you saw his pretty blue eyes turn gold before you lost all controllable feeling. you could still see what was happening, my god you could feel it too but it was heightened. you had no control over yourself but you still knew what was happening.

still looking at him you could see he was kissing along your thigh so how was it you could still hear his voice. keep your arms against the wall pretty girl, just like that with your wrists crossed. if he was in your mind does that mean he could talk to you through your thoughts? there was no way else he could talk since his mouth was busy leaving bites and bruises against the plush skin of your thigh.

Baby stroke my ego Say it from your knees Some say it's evil I say it's me

having full control of yourself again, as much control as you could around Druig, you pulled him up by his jackets collar till he was up against you yet again. smirking at your dusty cheeks, coloured with the glow of your orgasm, he tried to kiss you but you put your index finger against his mouth before he had the chance. ‘i’m not stroking your ego anymore.’ turning yourselves around, you now had him up against the wall in a place you were not even two minutes ago.

‘no baby course not, you’ll be too busy stroking something else.’ he gripped your jaw tilting his head up to get a better look at you before pushing your shoulder down until you were on your knees. pawing at his trousers, you freed him from his boxers; his tip was leaking pre cum begging for you to touch it. instantly you places him in your mouth not hesitating to take him as deep as you could. he bucked his hips at your eagerness pushing him further down your throat causing you to choke and gag. it only spurred him on further as he watched drool dribble at the base of his cock as your nose pressed against his pelvis.

before he could release, he swiftly pulled you off of him. ‘need to cum inside you, sweetheart, not yet.’

Baby lose your patience Take what you need See it's fine to be like me

leading you into his bedroom, he dropped you in the centre of his king sized bed, rippling the sheets as you bounced slightly at the soft impact. the primal need had taken over the both of you; your clothes being all but ripped off.

Druig was harsh, cruel even, as he entered you being graceful enough to give you only a few seconds before he started his assault on your dripping core. wrapping a hand around your pretty neck his face twisted at raw pleasure.

‘who’s. your. fucking. daddy?’ he growled tightening his hold around your throat, each word was punctuated with a harsh thrust as he pounded into you relentlessly. ‘huh? who owns you and this pretty fucking body?’ his grip never loosened but you didn’t want it to. struggling to find words you brought your hand up from his thigh to his arm and tapped twice signalling you needed more air.

loosening his hand but still keeping it firmly on your neck he allowed you time to breathe while still fucking into you. ‘you, Druig, always you.’ you spoke as you turned your head to face his wanting to feel all of him. knowing what you needed he brought his lips to yours once again. it was always heated when the two of you were like this, pure hatred coursing through each of your veins. you had lost count the amount of times Druig had you like this, there was no point in keeping track because you know it would just happen again, over and over. both of you refusing to admit it but it was clear as day; the purposeful teasing and arguing, one always finding a flaw with what the other is doing leading to a fight that ends up with you at his mercy. 

If I could walk into your mind Take your hand and show you mine Show you things you wouldn't like to see But you would like to be

by now, you were a fucked out mess and he noticed that. ‘look so pretty when you cum around me darlin, you’re my good little fuck toy, yeah?’ he was trying to keep you from slipping away, your exhaustion obvious. nodding in response you squeezed his hand before speaking in a soft quiet voice, ‘breed me Dru, wanna feel all of you, all of the time.’ he moans at your words, burying his face in your chest you could feel his breathing get heavier and heavier until you brought your free hand up to face to pull him into one final kiss.

feeling his hips stutter and his rhythm grow in speed, you moved your hand from his cheek to his hair you tugged lightly still intertwining tongues and hands. that final feeling, you pulling him back to you, he whimpered as he came inside you; painting your walls white he continued lazily fucking you through his orgasm as your body became too sensitive too quickly. moaning in pain and pleasure, you took your hand away from his hair and tried with all your might to push at his chest but instead only lightly brushed against it.

understanding your silent message he lifted himself off of you, finally removing his hand from yours and pulling out of you. cum dripped out of your weak hole, ‘my beautiful, beautiful girl.’ he used his thumb to swipe at the dribbling liquid only to push it back into you. a whine escaped your lips as you gave a feeble attempt to close your legs, stopped by Druig’s muscly arms. he gave a low chuckle before reaching over to his bedside table and opening his drawer in search of a handkerchief.

as he wiped away the mess, you tried to roll over already half swept away by the call of slumber. stopping his motions, Druig throws the handkerchief somewhere in the room and cuddles down behind you. lifting your fucked out body up so he could place an arm under your neck and the other wrapped around your waist, he found one of your hands making its way into his. nuzzling into your neck he broke the comforting silence.

'are we still on for that date?’

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a body with two souls

summary: there are stories about who druig truly is, he lets you see a glimpse of the truth pairing: druig x male reader word count: 1.3k warnings: 18+ warning, mutual masturbation, mind control, dom!druig, kinda dark if u put your mind into it, if u dont like ignore a/n: part three im back!

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Stars don’t fall for men, and gods don’t come down from the heavens for men. There were stories passed down in the commune, that the leader was a god that came down with other gods. That they were there when the first civilizations were forged, guiding man as they advanced.

The leader had always loomed in the community like a shadow, with his dark robes and his black hair against his pale skin, he was like some dark angel on Earth. He would walk around and deal with troubles in the community, settling disputes and administering justice. You’ve grown fond of him, he was always gentle to you, his soft voice always over your shoulder showering you with praises as you cooked for everyone. 

After everyone was served dinner he thanked you for the wonderful meal and asked if you would meet him before midnight outside his cabin. You stood outside his door under the moonlight, it grew quite dark in the commune at night when the torches were turned off. His voice creaked in the door like he instantly knew of your presence. Come in, his voice echoed in your head. 

You opened the door to his cabin, it was a small space. There was a fireplace at the back of the room with an antique throne chair near it, his bed at the side with animal furs as rugs. There were some old relics on a shelf along with some old leather-bound books. Some torches lit the room, the cold air leaving your skin in exchange for the heat of the fire. 

“How was your day?” he asked, approaching you with a swiftness that felt inhuman. His hand reached for yours, warm around your cold palms. His blue eyes were set on yours. “Dinner was splendid as always.”

“It was good,” you said, your voice hitched at the end of the sentence. “I’m glad you liked it.”

“Well, you’re always splendid,” he said smiling. Your eyes were set on your feet avoiding his gaze. His index finger touches your chin, lifting it so that your eyes meet his. “Let me see those pretty eyes.”

You swore for a second that his eyes glimmered a faint gold. 

“Do you know what people say about me?” he asked, leaving you to place more wood on the fire. There were indeed whispers about Druig. That he was a god with the power to influence people’s minds, or that he was one of the angels that rebelled against god. 

“They say you were a trickster, that you toyed with man’s deepest desires,” you said. He hovered around you, his cold presence made the hairs on your skin rise. “Or that you’re a fallen angel.”

“I’m no angel,” he laughs. “But I do know everyone’s deepest fantasies.”

“How so?”

“Not important—but it is interesting that you find the idea of me seducing you somewhat arousing,” he whispered to your ear. You fell back in shock, your back falling into his chest. He trails his nose on the skin on your nape, taking in your scent. 

You had thought about it, his dominating presence was arousing to you. You would sometimes think of it at night as you touched yourself, wanting him to take you for his. Maybe the whispers were right, he truly was a trickster god. 

“What a naughty boy you are,” he smirked, he traced his fingers on your arm, his light touches drove you insane. You wanted him to touch you so bad. “If I told you that the whispers are true would you run away from me?”

“No.”

“No, what?”

“No, sir.”

He walked around so that his body was in front of you, towering over you. “Do you trust me?” he said, his hands cupping your face. 

“Yes, sir.”

He takes you near the fireplace, taking a seat on the throne chair, legs sprawled. Kneel, his voice whispered inside your head, as if it were your thoughts. Tonight you give up yourself to me, that is what you want right? You nod, looking up at him as you knelt. 

Show me how you pleasure yourself to the thought of me. 

Your cock throbbed inside your pants, you palmed it to the sound of his voice inside your head. You took out your sex and started stroking, it was achingly hard. You let saliva drip out of your lips to your cock, the slippery sensation drawing out moans from you. You see him start to palm his erection, looking at you with a smirk on his lips, something about this amused him. 

He took out his thick cock and started to stroke it at the very same pace you were stroking. His free hand cupped his balls as his pink tip glistened against the fire. In your head, you would have crawled to him and taken him into your mouth. You felt drunk like any sense of inhibition was taken away from you as your fingers wrapped around your cock.

Would you give yourself up to me? 

You nodded like a hungry dog, eyes beady in front of him. Druig looked down onto the moaning mess at his feet, cock leaking, your face flushed as your hand pumped your sex. He wanted to take things further, control your mind to his pleasure. To place himself inside your body for him to control, he had never done it with anyone, but your pleading eyes made him almost lose it.

“Please use me, sir.”

That was it. You saw his eyes fully glow a bright gold, like shining stars in front of you. Your body felt light like your soul lifted from your body. You were fully aware of your body’s sensations but you couldn’t move your limbs. Druig was in control of your body, he could feel your hardness alongside his. With his own will, your hands started to stroke your cock, his hand stroking his own at the same pace. It felt like someone else’s hands were stroking you, it was a strange but satisfying feeling. 

Your body felt insane, like your body had two souls, your and his taking control of your body. Your hips started to thrust into your hand, you were fully fucking your hand like it were someone's body. Druig’s hand was already wet with precum, the slippery sounds of your cocks filled the room alongside the sounds of burning wood. The sight was intoxicating to Druig, a moaning mess, you were. Your body crawled nearer to him, his hand running through your hair as he pumped his cock. 

Your whole arm was moving like clockwork, stroking your member to the point that it was aching red, leaking precum on the carpeted floor. Druig was close, his hips bucking into his hand as his chest heaved. You were already panting, sweat dripping down your forehead. You looked up at him, mouth agape as you reached for air. Druig projected his pleasure to your mind, the feeling was so alien to your body that it drew your mind to a blur, the pleasure coursing through your body like a strange wave of electricity. 

The feeling of the two of you nearing climax in your feeble mundane mind was sending you into ecstasy, you were panting like crazy, Druig too. He was groaning under his breath, his thick cock blushing pink as he stood up holding your head. At the same stroke of your hands, you shot cum on his leather boots crying out in pleasure, as Druig let out a loud groan of pleasure as his cum released into your mouth, some smearing across your face. 

You dropped down to the carpet floor in fatigue, chasing your breath after what happened. Druig picked you up and carried you to his bed, cleaning you up with a damp cloth. He later joined you in bed, stroking your hair as he whispered praises into your ear. Myths were right, the trickster god did indeed toy with people’s pleasure. 

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♱ KINKTOBER 2022 ♱

━━━━ Welcome! It's that time of the year again where spooky season is just around the corner and kinktober is upon us. I've come up with another list of prompts + characters that I'm so excited for! I hope you enjoy the fics and let's have a fun month!

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WEEK ONE: 10/1 - 10/8 ━━━━"We are the weirdos mister."

day one: voyeurism - bradley bradshaw x f!reader x jake seresin

day two: breeding - 80s din

day three: face sitting - steven grant

day four: cumplay - mickey garcia

day five: phone sex - javier peña

day six: deep throating + bondage - poe dameron

day seven: squirting - eddie munson

day eight: dry humping - obi-wan kenobi

WEEK TWO: 10/9 - 10/16 ━━━━"Ghost are real. This much I know."

day nine: sound kink + sight deprivation - din djarin

day ten: outdoor sex + exhibitionism - bradley bradshaw

day eleven: praise kink + edging - joaquín torres

day twelve: threesome + body worship - marc spector x f!reader x layla el-faouly

day thirteen: against a wall + rough sex - cassian andor

day fourteen: hair pulling + choking - steve rogers

day fifteen: breath play + fingering - anakin skywalker

day sixteen: thigh riding - jake lockley

WEEK THREE: 10/17 - 10/23 ━━━━"You're killing people." "No I'm killing boys."

day seventeen: creampie - poe dameron

day eighteen: cockwarming + dirty talk - jake seresin

day nineteen: mutual masturbation + cum eating - eddie munson

day twenty: double penetration - din djarin x f!reader x boba fett

day twenty-one: somnophilia (consensual) - dream of the endless

day twenty-two: overstimulation - din djarin

day twenty-three: spit kink - joaquín torres

WEEK FOUR: 10/24 - 10/30 ━━━━"I be the witch of the wood."

day twenty-four: handjob + mirror sex - frankie morales

day twenty-five: dom/sub - bucky barnes

day twenty-six: pegging - obi-wan kenobi

day twenty-seven: nipple play + cunnilingus - cassian andor

day twenty-eight: sex pollen - druig

day twenty-nine: guided masturbation + intercrural sex - marc spector

day thirty: monsterfucking + blood play - vampire!eddie (full fic)

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Drink More Water

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author note: there are no words. also, i pictured this in a more modern au.

Druig x fem!reader

word count: 926

warning(s): hehe smut, dom druig and bratty reader, edging, no protection, sex toy used, clit stimulation, druig is called daddy bc i said so, bondage, spreader, cockwarming, tiny breeding kink, not proofread bc its 12:30 in the morning and i wanted to hurry up and post this so i can go to the bathroom

I hear his footsteps enter the room. They stop at the entry way. I can’t help myself, but feel nervous.

His footsteps continue to my desk. I barely hear his tsking over the blood rushing in my ears. He picks up the glass of water next to me and observes it.

“This glass was full yesterday and it’s full today.”

Shit.

“Yeah, I um, filled it up again while you were out.”

He puts the glass back down and then I feel his lips graze my ear.

“I thought you knew better than to lie to me.” He says. The tone of his voice sends shivers down my spine. I did know better.

“Okay, fine, I admit it. It’s nasty. I don’t care if I need it to live. I’ve been perfectly fine for the past five days” Now why did I say that.

His steps retreat to the bed. I turn around in my chair to look at him. The corner of his lips turn upwards.

“Get your toy from the drawer then lay on the bed.”

“Or what?”

-.-.-.-

Druig POV

Her arousal is all over the sheets and my face as she squirted. This is supposed to be a punishment for her, but I can’t help but to hump the sheets as I watch the pure ecstasy on her face after each time she came.

I slap her pussy after waiting a few seconds for her to respond.

“Have you already gotten dumb on me? I told you to count, brat.”

She mutters out a “three” while trying and failing to the close her legs to I assume sooth her throbbing.

“What’s your color?” I ask.

“Green,” she gets out after a few seconds.

I smile at her before leaning down and sending a lick through her folds, cleaning her up before continuing her punishment. I try my best to avoid her clit, as not to overstimulate her. Once I can tell she has calmed down enough, I move to kneel above her and place my dick on her pussy.

There’s a pearl of pre-cum forming on tip and I spread it on her folds. I hold in a groan, feeling her pussy bare on me.

“Fuck, I need you to be inside of you.”

I remove the spreader and slowly slide inside of her. She sucks me in, making me slightly lose my focus. I bring the Lelo back to her clit while trying not to move inside of her.

Her moans and whimpers make my dick twitch and it takes everything for me to stay still and let her warm me. Her hips begin thrusting up and I feel more beads of cum leaving my tip.

“Come on baby. Give me another one.” I lean down and whisper in her ear.

I feel her abdomen tighten and I remove the toy.

“Four.” She murmurs.

“Such a good girl.” I say while caressing her sides to stop her body from shaking.

“Think you can give me one more?” I ask gently.

She attempts to thrust her hips up, but I hold her down.

“Ah ah. You know better. I need words, my love.” I say while caressing her bottoms like with my thumb. She takes my thumb into her mouth and sucks on it. My dick twitches at the action. She lets go after about 30 seconds.

“I can give you one more, daddy.”

I throw the toy on the chair across the room rub her clit with the thumb she had in her mouth. I begin to slowly thrust in her, making her tighten her tighten her thighs around me.

I feel my dick start to slip out from her slick. Her eyes are glossed over and I can tell that she’s also slipping.

Her pussy begins to grip me. I feel a little bit more cum escape me. I quicken my speed and soon I see the familiar tightening of abdomen and I pull myself away from her completely.

She mutters a five before the tension visibly leaves her body. I remove the ropes from her wrists and hold her hands.

“Alright baby, you can cum now. Do you wanna cum?”

“I want- cum- in me.” She gets out.

“I don’t know. I think you need a break.” I say with genuine worry.

“NO! PLEASE! Please daddy. I’ll be good. I’ll be so good.”

She suddenly wrap her arms around me and flips us over. I grab her hips in shock. She begins riding me, her tits bouncing in my face. My mouth finds her nipple and I suck until it’s sufficiently hard before moving to the next one. All I hear is the slapping of ass hitting my thighs and the mix of her moans and my sucking.

I look up at her and see the glassed look still in her eyes.

“I need to cum. May I cum, love?” I ask her almost breathless

She leans down to my ear and whispers, “cum in me.” And I her still while my cum squirts deep inside of her.

Her body goes limp against mine and I hold her close.

“You did amazing. Took your punishment like a good girl.”

She babbles a response indicating that she has slipped into subspace. I lift her up and take her to the bathroom, so I can run a warm bath for her. Once it’s at the desired temperature, I put her in.

“I’ll be right back, my love. Just gonna get you some water.”

She nods her head and I run downstairs.

[lilacliquors]

kinktober day six: sensory deprivation

pairing: soft dom!druig x reader

word count: 304

notes: welcome to day six! sorry this one took so long to get out, i had a long day out in the field with the kiddos today, and then i had to go grocery shopping. but it's here! as always, likes are appreciated, reblogs are strongly recommended. happy kinking!

you tensed slightly when you felt the blindfold cover your eyes. he tied it around your head and pressed a kiss to your cheek, then let his hand roam your body. you jumped slightly, and you could hear him chuckle from somewhere behind you.

    “jumpy little thing, aren’t we?” he asked, and you huffed quietly.

    “only because you literally made me be,” you replied, and you received a sharp smack to the ass, making you cry out.

    “ah ah, remember who’s who right now, pet,” he said softly, watching as you took your bottom lip between your teeth for a moment.

    “sorry, sir,” you whispered, and he smiled before kissing your cheek again. then all was quiet, and you nearly screamed when fingers curled around the waistband of your panties. you felt the fabric slide down your legs, pool around your ankles, and then the touch vanished. it was quickly replaced by a tongue, making you inhale sharply. his hands were tight on your thighs you help you keep your balance as he devoured you. and yet, you had no idea what his next move would be. it was thrilling, a bit scary, but all the more arousing. you stumbled as he moved you backwards, gasping when your legs hit the edge of the bed and you fell onto it, the feeling of his hands roaming your lower body sending jolts of electricity through you. but then movement ceased, and you could feel your chest heaving. another sharp smack, this time to the inside of your thigh, made you jump again, then the soft caress brought you back down.

    “how’re we feeling?” he asked gently, massaging the skin he’d punished, and you sighed softly.

    “good, ‘m feeling good,” you assured him, and he kissed your inner thigh.

    “good, because we’re only just getting started.”

[xxwritemeastoryxx]

Announcements and Updates

Please note the following has not come easy or without long thoughts and anxiety filled nights along with it.

Be patient and bare with me as there are moments of rambling, heartache and discouragement below the cut.

Thank you for taking the time to read the following and I hope to see you all on the other side. 💚

First and foremost thank you. Thank you for being patient. Thank you for understanding that life has had its ups and downs the last year or so. That writing motivation and inspiration have drastically plummeted while lack of posting has skyrocketed with a few drops in between.

I initially wanted to give you two weeks of fics this month to determine if it was worth staying here. To determine if I could handle the heartbreak of leaving this site and taking my fics elsewhere after an amazing 3 years of posting fics. But in all reality wasnt fair to myself to give myself a deadline to stay or go. An ultimatum that made it so easy to say forget it and I wont write at all.

But I couldnt do that. I couldn't force myself to go through an ultimatum and make it so I wouldn't write anything else and that's what it was leading to. That's what it was becoming and I never thought itd be me discouraging myself not to write and end my blog posting here.

Yes I could stop posting here and write elsewhere. Yes I could continue the series I love so much on other platforms. But how could I move on and essentially start over?

So I'm going back to the basics instead. We're going back to the 2018 Dom that was nervous about starting a blog. Where she wrote what she loved when it wanted to be written instead of forcing it out and burning myself out in the process.

There are fics that I've been dying to write but have put on the back burner for so long. Mostly because I have a sea of requests that I feel guilty not getting to so why should I wrote what I want to? But there will be no more of that.

Any and all requests that do not currently have over 500 words written will be purged completely. A clean slate to focus on what I would like to write. This doesn’t mean that I won’t open them in the future. It just means for the time being I will be focusing on what I want and love and not what others want. 

In a way I am putting myself first and that is what is important, after all. 

Next, the following fics will be discontinued as of today. * Indicates the fics that will be continued to be posted on other platforms as they were posted there first and there have been no real interest here at all. 

Untold Future*

These Violent Delights 

The following Fic has been moved to @xxwrittenafterdarkxx for darker themes that are no longer considered ‘for everyone’. 

What the Future Holds

The following Fics will be finished on a posting schedule that is TBD starting in August. 

Monster

A Life With You

Sweet Family of Mine

Bound to Break

Chemical Reaction

Once Upon a December

The following fics currently have over 500 words and will be posted sometime in the future at my own decision and discretion. 

Enchanted (Elijah Mikaelson x Reader)

I Had You (Steve Rogers x Reader)

Marked for Death (Klaus Mikaelson x Reader)

Eyes On Me (Druig x Reader)

Forgiveness (Tony Stark x Reader)

Lethal Bite (Salvatore Sister)

Ghost of You (Enzo St. John x Reader) 

With that being said, there will be no new fics or posts until August (Maybe. We’ll see). I will be randomly reblogging things until my fandom heart is content. However nothing new from me will be posted until August. 

But Dom, I was really looking forward to _Insert fic title here_. Will you be posting it?

That depends. If I’ve given a preview it will at some point get posted since it was over 500 words that were written in order for you to get a preview of it. If it was simply a hey, here’s what I am planning to post in the near future, but nothing has been written yet, then no. It wont be posted and will more than likely be purged with the rest of the requests on my very long 10+ page to do list.

But wait! Why are you stopping these fics but continuing others?

Motivation and creative decisions. These Violent Delights was an idea that I absolutely loved and wanted to write out. But I have no desire to finish it. I have lost all thought on where I wanted that fic to go or how it would get to the ending. While I had an outline and an ending scene, it was the middle that I no longer have a desire to write. When it comes to the others, I still have that desire. I still have that desire to get to point B,C,D, E all the way to Y before we get to the destination of the ending at Z for the others. And the point of this is that I wont force myself to write something that I have no interest in.  

But what will you be posting if its not those requests that you’re purging?

Drabbles, oneshots and head canons that I want to write. Prompt inspirations that I saw and decided that I’d write in that instant because I wanted to. 

Thank you for taking the time to read this and if you didn’t that’s on you when I laugh at the random ask saying wait this or that is missing? Or wait you’re not doing this? 

So hopefully you’ve read this and this wasn’t for nothing. Have a good rest of your day/Night. And thank you for being here ♥

[buckyhoney]

𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐥𝐞 𝐠𝐚𝐦𝐞𝐬

𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞: im a whore end of story.

𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠: dom!druig x sub!reader

𝐫𝐞𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐠𝐬/𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐝𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤/𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞𝐬 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐠𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐥𝐲 𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐜𝐢𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐝 & 𝐡𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐥𝐲 𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐚𝐠𝐞𝐝! 𝐡𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫, 𝐃𝐎 𝐍𝐎𝐓 𝐫𝐞𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐭/𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐚𝐥 𝐀𝐍𝐘 𝐨𝐟 𝐦𝐲 𝐟𝐢𝐜𝐬!

𝟏𝟖+ 𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠

𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: 18+, language, thigh riding, light spanking, daddy kink, unprotected sex, unedited, sorry for any missed typos!

It sounded better in your mind- teasing him relentlessly. Wiggling against his forming bulge in bed, bending over in front of him, getting out of the shower, and walking into the bedroom naked- he caught on to your little game as soon as you started to play, but he let you do your little song and dance.

Druig was powering through the many acts trying to get him to cave in, but he pulled through. Your little game carried on until you couldn't handle it anymore- your pussy throbbed and arched at the thought of his cock filling you up, his fingers playing with your clit.

"Couldn't handle your own game?" Druig laughs, watching you timidly walk into the living room.

Your head is hung in shame.

"Come here," Motioning to his lap, your straddled him.

His palms slid u the sides of your body, underneath your shirt. Druig felt no bra, giving you a head tilt- your last attempt at driving him wild.

Smiling softly, you lean down to kiss him. His hands slid down your body to your thighs, slipping them past the hems of your shorts- no panties either.

Impatiently, you begin to grind against him, slow and steady. Druig chuckles and helps guide your hips. His lips attached to your neck and collarbone- nipping and sucking on the sensitive skin. Druig was determined to work you up even more than before.

Heat shot through your body and your mind was clouded with pleasure.

"Feels good, huh? Riding Daddy's leg?" Druig smiles against your skin, rocking your hips faster.

The fabric from your pajama shorts rubs against your clit, making you whimper.

"Say it, princess. Tell me how good your cunt feels on my thigh. Use your words," Druig coos, looking in your eyes.

Druig sees how far gone you already are, and he hasn't even touched you yet. You can't form words; the pleasure is overwhelming your body. All you can manage to do is whine and let your forehead fall into his neck.

"Come on, I need to hear you say it... Tell me how good riding my thigh feels on that pretty pussy... You wanna act like a big girl- big girls use their words." He bounces his leg, adding extra pressure toward your clit.

Your breathing falls inconsistent, and you can't think about anything other than cumming all over his thigh. Arousal has soaked through the fabric of your shorts and onto his thigh.

You mumble an incoherent:

"Feels s'good, daddy!"

Druig's hand removes from your hips and smacks your ass, making you yelp and moan into his neck- pushing you further toward your orgasm.

"Louder."

Another smack.

"M'feels so good!" You whimper, grinding against his thigh faster.

Druig chuckles, kissing your forehead, bouncing his leg occasionally. The pleasure overtook your body,

"My pretty baby going to cum?" Your legs began to shake, and your body felt weak; Druig felt the change in pace and continued for you.

"Wanna cum on my thigh, or do you want my cock?" Druig coos, lips attaching to your neck once more.

"Your cock.." The pleasure stops only for a moment while Druig lets his cock free from his briefs.

He helps you onto his cock. The ache is finally satisfied as your cunt is filled by his cock. Druig moans as you clench around him.

"There you go... That's my girl," Druig hums, thrusting upwards into you.

Each thrust pulls you closer and closer till you're clinging to his body and whining in his ear.

"Holy shit! That's it, cum on all over my cock." With his permission, your hips jerk, and your legs go numb.

Druig holds your hips steady as you ride your orgasm. He doesn't pull out of you- Druig just kisses your face and jaw.

"Are we going to tease Daddy again?" Druig's voice was soft and barely audible.

"No." You come back down, focusing on regaining your breath.

[wannabevampire]

Dust to Dust.

˚✧₊⁎♡˚✧₊⁎˳ by allie! (wannabevampire)

check out the ashes to ashes, dust to dust. moodboard! click here!! <- ♡

read part one first <3 ~ashes to ashes. <- click me!!♡

☆18+ NO MINORS.☆ also, no copying to other sights. period.

pairings : matt murdock x druig x reader (m/m/f)

☆mean-dom!matt (and soft-dom!matt)

☆sub!reader (she has her switch moments!)

☆switch!druig (he is submissive as fuck in this here!)

summary: druig humiliated you. revenge is sweet.

warnings: dark!!!! pet names because matthew is a menace, overstimulation, sex, death threats <3, degradation & humiliation, smoking & cigarettes, choking & slapping (no directed @ you), protective Matty!!, soft!dark Matt Murdock, bondage (not on you), blasphemy and religious symbolism, voyeurism & exhibitionism, dirty talk, masochism & sadism, (Matt calls Druig puppy but there’s no pet play or anything like that.), dumbification, knife play, blood, (talk of murder and gore, but it doesn’t actually happen. not directed towards reader!) hurt/comfort but like in a deeply fucked up way? this is dark but everything is consensual. subspace (you & druig 😵‍💫), tagging dubcon for druig just in case. please let me know if i missed anything!

note: thank you for 1.2k tumblr followers <3 you guys means the world to me! i’m always here for you, and i’m always down to make new friends! (and flirt with random ppl on the internet! shameless self plug, go follow my nsfw account @futurevamp1r3 !! 😵‍💫)

!this is a dark fic! however it is not dark or violent towards you directly. matt is very soft with you! it’s still pretty fucked though o_0

☆~i spent a lot of time on this! hope you enjoy :]

♡~just a lil fic from your fave degradation princess! <3 (allie!)

…

Tuesday.

12:08 pm

ring…

You bounced your leg up and down nervously.

‘shit. was this a bad idea?’

ring…

You brought your hand to mouth, your fingers fidgeting against your lips as you mindlessly tried to distract yourself from what you were about to do.

‘would he even remember you? what if he was being sarcastic and you just didn’t pick up on it?’

ring…

You glanced nervously at the clock, not that it mattered in the slightest what time it was. Merely a desperate attempt to convince yourself that what you were doing was completely normal every day business that should be accompanied by completely normal every day behavior!

‘fuck. would this even be worth it? maybe you should just hang up, back out now before it was too late.’

ring…

Yup! This was a ridiculous idea, it would never work and would most likely leave you humiliated and hurt. It would be in your best interest to just move on.

You began to lower the phone from your ear, aiming to hang up as soon as possible and block his number. Hopefully he would just forget-

*click!*

son of a bitch.

“Pretty girl, I was wondering when you’d call.”

fuck.

You felt your breath hitch.

It was honestly kind of pathetic how quickly he managed to make your knees weak and brain fuzzy.

All he’d done was mutter a few choice words in that stupidly attractive voice of his and you were fully prepared to get on your knees and beg for him.

“Matthew! Hi! Gosh it’s been so long how have you been? I um just wanted to…”

You were cut off by a low chuckle.

“Sweetheart, let’s take it easy on the formalities. I assume you want something or you wouldn’t be calling…”

You felt like a deer in headlights. How this man managed to read you like a book while he was presumably hundreds of miles a way was a mystery to you.

He hummed lowly. The sound reverberating through your skull as you inhaled deeply, reveling in the noise and the images you associated it with.

The taste of blood. The smell of smoke and cinnamon. Red scratch marks decorating your back. The ringing sensation in your ears as he overstimulated you to the point of tears. The sound of his-

“I can hear the gears in your brain turning. Spit it out darling we haven’t got all day.”

You exhaled anxiously.

‘Well, here goes nothing.’

“I think I’m ready to call in that favor.”

He laughed knowingly.

Matt had known exactly why you were calling the second he picked up and heard your heart racing. The beat echoing through his skull, a reminder of how much he’d missed the painfully beautiful sound that was your beating heart.

“I thought you’d never ask pretty girl.”

Your breath hitched at his response.

He waited in comfortable silence as you gathered your thoughts. You brought your hand to your neck attempting to ground yourself enough to form a response. Your finger tips brushing lightly across your skin as you searched for the ghost of Druig’s touch.

You clenched your fists as you recalled his smug face a cruel grin.

Bastard.

But no matter how degrading it had felt. No matter how angry it made you. No matter how shamefully turned on you were by his actions. You would not let Druig win.

If he wanted to play dirty then that’s what he’d get.

“Wanna fuck me in front of Druig and humiliate him till he’s crying?”

There was a tense pause. Though if the tension stemmed from apprehension or sexual attraction you couldn’t say. You simply waiting anxiously for his verdict.

When he spoke next you could hear him smiling on the other end and felt the arousal rolling off him in waves as four glorious words left his mouth.

“When do we start?”

˚✧₊⁎♡˚✧₊⁎˳

Thursday.

9:18 pm

The masochistic sting of smoke flowed down your throat as you took a drag from the cigarette held between you fingers. Tilting your head toward the heavens, you exhaled. Letting the sweet smoke tumble past your lips smoothly.

Leave it to Matt to smoke cloves. Not that you were complaining! In fact, you were filled to the brim with excitement at the prospect of kissing him and tasting the spiced smokey taste left on his lips. Plus they tasted quite nice and for some reason the hint of spices helped keep you warm on the cold evening.

Your mind was pulled from its place in the clouds when a deliberate cough from the man in front of you sounded in your ears.

He smirked and cocked his head, giving you a knowing look. The cigarette placed casually between his fingers was lifted to his lips and he took a long slow drag before pushing off against the wall and stalking towards you. As Matt approached, you could feel the energy radiating off of him. His demeanor was dark and filled with lust. You Straightened your back and tilted your chin up, pushing down the urge to shy away. An action that did not go unnoticed by the man as he came to a stop, barely a foot away from you.

He strained his neck back, mimicking the movement you’d made moments earlier. Smooth smoke filled the air above you as he exhaled.

Turning his attention back to you the man brought his hand to your cheek, cupping it affectionately. You nuzzled into his touch, feeling flustered by his sudden act of intimacy.

He offered a genuine smile and spoke.

“Look at you. Such a good girl, doing all that without me even asking.”

He observed, his voice low.

Your lips tipped upwards at his praise and nuzzled further into his touch.

“Are you this obedient with him too?”

He whispered. There was a certain possessive edge to his voice as he brought up Druig.

“No. Only you.”

You answered honestly.

With Druig everything felt like a competition. You felt a compulsive urge to prove yourself whenever you were around him.

With him it was different. This was a game of cat and mouse. He’d set the trap and you’d crawled right in fully knowing the consequences.

“That’s my girl.”

He hummed, moving his thumb to stroke absentmindedly across your cheek.

Matt tilted his head down so his face was level with yours. Your lips nearly touching at the close proximity. The ghost of a kiss lay tense between the two of you. You were surrounded by him, your senses filled with smoke and cinnamon as you willed yourself not crash your lips against his.

You’d kiss him for as long as he’d let you. You’d kiss him until you were breathless and light headed and even that wouldn’t be enough. Nothing would ever be enough when it came to him.

Even now, after all these years, you could still taste him. You licked your lips in remembrance, Matt smiled, instantly recognizing your movement.

“Miss me?”

“Murdock, you have no idea.”

“Don’t I?”

You paused, seemingly lost in thought as you stared at his lips.

“Kiss me?”

Your voice was practically a whisper.

He smiled, soft and sweet. His lips a stark contrast to almost everything else about him

“Not yet, need him to see it. Want that bastard to know who’s making you like this. Need him to see how fucking wrecked you are for me.”

You inhaled sharply at his words, feeling rather defensive of your current (only slightly disheveled) state.

“I’m not that wrecked…”

You replied. Your voice, though still a whisper, filled with a bit of venom as you attempted to justify yourself.

“Sweetheart I can fucking feel how desperate you are, don’t need to look at you.”

You grumbled incoherently and attempted to tilt your head down, he quickly caught your chin between his fingers. And maneuvered your face back to it’s previous position, leaving no opportunity for you to shy away from him.

“I already know what I’m working with. Him on the other hand…he needs to see you like this. And I’m going to make sure he knows that he will never, ever, be the one to have this effect on you.”

˚✧₊⁎♡˚✧₊⁎˳

Friday.

12:00 pm

“Okay let’s go over the plan one more time before I call him.”

You said breathily as you passed around Matt’s office. He was leaning on his desk, tracking your movement. He had an amused look on his face.

“Last time.”

He said definitively. His tone leaving no room for argument. No matter if you had meant it figuratively. Last time. And then the you’d take action.

You halted your movement and turned to him, taking a deep breath.

“Okay. So. Step one…”

“You call Druig, I’ll be here for moral support but won’t say anything.”

“Right. And I’ve got his phone number right here, shouldn’t have any problems reaching him.”

You replied.

“Step two…”

You proceeded.

“Flirt your pretty little heart out.”

Matt continued with a grin. Though you were pretty sure you sensed a bit of jealousy hidden in his smile.

“Yes. Flirt like my life depends on it! I need to seem…desperate. He will be more likely to give in that way!”

You rattled off.

“Well that shouldn’t be too hard. Being desperate comes so naturally to you.”

He said, you were pretty sure you could see the mischievous glint in his eyes shining through his glasses. His tone emphasized the fact that he was being ~slightly~ sarcastic. I mean he wasn’t…completely wrong. But you weren’t going to let him know that.

You scowled at him and resumed your pacing.

“Okay 3, 4, whatever. I make plans to meet up with him tonight. We pretend to runs into you. We…flirt and stuff…seduce him? is that the right word?”

“Yeah. We could also say manipulate?”

He deadpanned.

“Um okay, let’s not. We get to the room…and you take it from there! With your super secret ‘i gotta do it in the moment’ plan that I’m not allowed to know about.”

You huffed indignantly.

“C’mon what kind of gentleman would I be if I went around ruining surprises. You love it.”

You just glanced at him wearily.

“Okay sweetheart. No time like the present.”

He sighed and pushed off the desk, pulling out his phone and handing it to you. You punched in the digits of his phone number.

You hesitated, your finger hovering over the call button.

Sensing your uneasiness Matt brought his hand to your cheek, stroking your skin soothingly. You hummed, relaxing into his touch.

*Beep.*

Your eyes snapped open moments after he pressed the button.

“Sorry sweetheart, last time. Remember? You promised.”

He whispered lowly in your ear, rushing before Druig inevitably answered your call. He pressed a kiss to your forehead and gave your hand a small squeeze of encouragement.

Because no matter how much he teased you, he knew this was hard. You tried to deny your feelings and the fact that Druig broke you a little, but he saw through it. You deserved better. He was going to make sure you knew that.

*Click!*

You inhaled sharply.

“Back already angel? This is fast, even for you. How’s my favorite toy doing?”

Druig’s voice filled the room.

You squeezed your eyes shut.

And Matt tried very hard not to track Druig down immediately and beat him till he was bloody and broken.

There would be plenty of time for that later.

˚✧₊⁎♡˚✧₊⁎˳

friday.

5:58 pm

“He’s late.”

Matt huffed from his seat next to you.

“Yeah by three minutes, he’ll be here don’t worry.”

You replied, taking a sip from your ginger ale. The two of you had opted not to drink any alcohol before hand.

Matt mumbled something under his breath that you couldn’t hear. But before you could press him further Matt lifted his head and turned his attention to the door. You followed his gaze, it was closed.

“Matthew please just-”

You began, exasperated at his behavior.

“Shh just, he’s gonna open the door in 4 seconds.”

Matt quieted you and you rolled his eyes.

‘Stupidly beautiful intuitive man.’

True to his word the door swung open. The hinges creaking softly. He walked forward and the old floor boards groaned in protest as his boots hit the surface. Matt stiffened next to you as he tracked Druig’s foot steps.

You tried your very best not to react, staring intently at the condensation gathered on tumblr filled with ginger ale and ice cubes that were beginning to melt.

The footsteps paused, just a few paces away from you. A trick Druig often pulled. Allowing himself to be near to you, but forcing you to be the one to close the gap. You came to him, always.

You closed your eyes.

‘Just stick to the plan, act the way he wants you to behave and everything will turn out okay.’

You turned.

“Hello Druig.”

“Hello toy.”

Jesus christ.

˚✧₊⁎♡˚✧₊⁎˳

6:35 pm

Leather.

That’s the first thing Druig was able to focus on. It was rubbing against his skin. Though not nearly tight enough to irritate the surface of his wrists.

Wait, wrists?

The belt securely fastened around his wrists, ensuring that they wouldn’t move, was a new edition. One that he could not remember happening.

The next thing Druig narrowed in on was a scent.

Cinnamon and smoke.

It was familiar though he couldn’t place where from. The smell of it alone made him twist anxiously, trying to escape the warm feeling of arousal flowing through his body.

Sound came next. Laughter. Your laughter.

He always loved the way you sounded. Though most of the noises you made around him consisted of whimpers and moans, he was occasionally granted a bit of laughter. A sound he secretly cherished. A sound he held close on sleepless nights and lonely days.

Wait.

Your laughter. Spiced smoke. A black leather belt that didn’t belong to him and most certainly did not belong to you. The man at the bar who had been pretending not to be listening to your conversation-

Realizations flooded his brain as he began to piece together information.

Matt Murdock.

Fuck.

˚✧₊⁎♡˚✧₊⁎˳

8:08 pm

Matt felt it. 

Or, almost felt it.

A warm tingling sensation creeping up behind him. Nearing the nape of his neck, it began it’s attempt at clawing its way inside his mind. He smirked as all his senses reacted at once, perhaps a younger less experienced Matt would be scared shitless at the prospect of ‘brainwashing’. But he had long since crossed that bridge. 

He turned around slowly, casually walking up to where Druig was sprawled on the floor. His senses pushing away the mans attempts at controlling his mind. Matt’s heightened abilities shielding himself from Druig’s actions.

Druig began to panic. Matt could sense his heart beating rapidly, he could hear him fumbling around and pulling against the belt binding his wrists together. The Devil made no move to speed up, keeping the same tantalizingly slow pace as he approached him. 

Across the room you clenched your thighs together and held back a whimper as you watched Matt walk towards where Druig was kneeling on the floor.

The clunk of his boots sounded through the room before coming to a stop right in front of him. Silence filled the space, the only noises audible to you and Druig being the quick breaths he drew in anxiously as he stared up at Matt. Who seemed to be deep in though, debating what to do with the eternal in front of him.

Matt felt the tingling sensation fade, the unsettling warmth retreating shamefully back to Druig.

Matt knelt in front of him, coming face to face with what he sensed to be an extraordinarily defeated expression. 

“Oh how cute...You’re not the only one with some tricks up your sleeve. Mind games won’t work on me.”

His words were taunting and methodical, his voice low.

Matt pulled a knife from his belt, twirling it in the air before catching it with ease. Rolling it over in his hand, allowing himself to drink in the the worn material of its handle. His finger tips carefully avoiding the blade which glimmered dangerously in the soft lighting. 

He brought the tip of his knife to Druig’s chin, tilting his head upward. The action had nothing to do eye contact or appearance. It was about Matt showing Druig just how much power he had over him. “God-like” powers or not... 

The devil was in charge.

Matt twisted the knife slightly, causing Druig to move his head again. He locked eyes with you.

You’d never seen Druig look this…helpless? Submissive? Pathetic?

His eyes were wide and he was breathing heavily.

(Note to self add “wrecking Druig using nothing but his words and a head tilt” to list of things you had to thank Matt for.)

Your body betrayed you as you felt the rush of arousal flow through your body. You fidgeted in a desperate attempt to hide how turned on you were. Though judging by the way Matt’s smirk had widened, he had already noticed and was loving every second of it.

“If you even think about playing with her mind I will fucking kill you. You don’t want to give me a reason to hurt you. Because trust me puppy, I’m looking forward to seeing you in pain. Guess you’ll just have to decide what kind you’d like best. The one that makes you cry from pain, or the one that makes you cry from pleasure. Though when I’m done with you, it might be hard for your dumb fucking brain to tell the difference.”

Druig’s expression was priceless. His eyes were open comically wide, lips parted in shock, a light dusting of pink covering his cheeks and nose. Fear etched onto his face along with another emotion you couldn’t place. That is...until you heard Matt’s laugh. The muscles in his jaw flexing as he tilted his head back.

That’s when it hit you.

Arousal.

Druig was getting all hot and bothered at the prospect of Matt fucking Murdock hurting him.

What a slut.

You thought to yourself humorously as you watched Druig blink his eyes rapidly and lower his head, attempting desperately to hide his expression.

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Later... (Matt had a tendency to render you time-blind when he fucked you.)

“I’m..Oh my- Matt please!”

You were barely coherent. Your brain felt brain fuzzy and your eyes glassy with tears.

“Shh shh it’s okay sweetheart I know, I know.”

He assured you. The words coming to him as though the were second nature. Like mocking you and fucking you simultaneously was his one true calling in life.

“Please don’t stop. Never stop, please Matty you’re so good-”

Yours begs sounded foreign to you. You felt yourself slip completely. The new sensation filling your body with bliss…and a small bit of fear. Matt...you needed him. What if he walked away? What if he didn’t come back? What if-

Panic flashed across your face and you grasped for him, touching any part of him you possibly could. Whimpering when he reached down and held your hand. Squeezing it tightly, his motions never missing a beat.

“Oh pretty girl…I’m not going anywhere.”

He sighed affectionately, bringing his forehead down to touch yours. A hint of sadness laced his tone.

“Promise?”

You whispered shakily.

He smiled at you. He was half in awe of your obedience and half enraged that someone had made you think if was okay to leave you like this.

‘Never again.’ Matt thought to himself.

“Promise.”

You whimpered again as he began thrusting into you faster. Fucking you harder and deeper than before. With every jerk of his hips you could feel your mind getting fuzzier, an action you hadn’t thought possible. His deliberate movements making your brain short circuit as you neared your orgasm. Your moans becoming mixed with an occasional sob as tears began to stream down your cheeks.

He continued to drill into you, and with every surge of energy you felt rushing through him and into you, you fell a little further. Inching towards the precipice of release. Chasing the feeling of pleasure that was just around the corner, barely beyond your reach.

You were drunk on him, to hell with anyone and anything in the world other that Matt Murdock.

Despite the scripture and wary words of caution spoke in hushed tones. You dared to dance with the devil. You gave yourself over to temptation and let yourself get lost in sin. Lust, gluttony, greed, envy-

You’d risk it all for 5 more second with him.

You twisted your fate as you fell, further and further into the life of a spiraling paradox named Matthew.

That’s when you saw him, and were hit with remembrance that the two of you weren’t alone. Though it would have been impossible for the Devil to forget another presence, you had been a bit distracted by having the best sex of your life.

You locked eyes with Druig, he twisted helplessly against the ropes that bound his wrists. His eyes were wide and glassy, filled with the expression you were all too familiar with. His desperation for touch evident in everything about him. From his body language to the whimpers he tried (and failed) to suppress.

You knew the point he’s reached. The level of want need, the feeling he so often left you with. The point of no return. The moment in time when the desperation for pleasure lessened, and in its place came the yearning for any type of touch. A kiss, a slap, a hug, the soft brush of finger tips against one’s lips. Anything.

You knew it, Druig knew it, and Matt knew it.

You met Druig’s eyes and for a second you let him feel hopeful. You saw his eyes glimmers with a bit of optimism as he subconsciously tugged himself forward, just to be a bit closer to you.

And then-

You simply shook your head, and laughed. 

Laughed at him and his behavior. 

Laughed at his attitude. 

Laughed at his desperation. 

Laughed at him.

His eyes flickered golden, though not with anger...with desperation. But almost as quickly as the shimmering glint arrived, it vanished. Knowing that if he so much as -thought- about touching your mind Matt would “fucking kill him”. The clear frustration on his face only making you laugh harder.

Though you quickly cut yourself off by a series of uncontrollable whimpers leaving your mouth. 

Because no matter how much you enjoyed seeing Druig like this,

the Devil wasn’t done with you.

And you weren’t done with him.

Your gaze drifted back to Matt and you stared adoringly at the man in front of you. He offered you a small smile when he sensed your attention was back on him. You heard Druig whimper defeatedly in the distance but you were too absorbed in Matt to care about the other man. His quiet moans of frustration as he lost the one sense of connection he had only spurred the two of you on further.

The thought that you and the Devil had managed to turn this confident god-like creature into a pathetic mess willing to do practically anything for a mere second of your attention, caused you to shiver delightedly around Matt’s cock. Pushing you further towards the edge of the cliff laying between you and waves of endless pleasure.

“Matt...Matt please I’m so close.”

You chocked out, your words sounding small.

“Yeah sweetheart? I know you are. Come on be good and use your big girl words, and ask politely. We wouldn’t want to give our guest the wrong impression...now would we?”

You choked out a moan at his words and stumbling with your wording as you tried to form a coherent sentence. To which Matt gave you a look filled with mock pity and leaned down to kiss your forehead.

“I know sweetheart, I know. It’s not fair of me to ask this of you. I know your dumb little brain can’t handle this right now. I know baby I’m just sooo mean aren’t I? Just try for me, okay? Be a good girl and tell me what you need.”

You crumbled at his words, a new set of tears falling freely as you were too exhausted to hold them back any longer.

“Please sir. Please let me cum, I need it so bad. I don’t think I can hold it any longer. Please Matt I’ll do anything you ask-”

You rambled desperately only to be cut off by a harsh kiss that he pressed to your lips.

“Shh it’s okay pretty girl, it’s okay. Cum for me, don’t hold back. That’s my girl.”

And so, you fell.

Right into the arms of the devil,

and hell had never felt so sweet.

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after.  time: …?

“Are you sure? He doesn’t deserve it you know.”

“Yeah I know, but I also know how it feels to be in his position. Don’t want him there too long, hurts your heart after awhile.”

Matt frowned at the way your brow furrowed. But before you managed to get lost in memories he tugged your wrist, bringing you closer to him. Pulling you onto his lap and pressing a gentle kiss to your forehead. He wrapped his arms around you and let you bury your face in the crook of his neck, keeping one hand on the back of your head.

You hadn’t realized just how touched starved you had been. Figuring that since you had sex and were granted the occasional hug, you were all set on necessary physical contact.

Oh how wrong you’d been.

Melting into Matt’s touch felt natural and anticipated. Like you were supposed to have done this all along. The two of you held that position for awhile, almost completely forgetting about Druig in the process.

You breathed him in. Smoke and sweet spice and blood.

Matt. Your devil.

You spoke softly into Matt’s t-shirt, your words becoming mumbled and faint. Matt guided your head back up, cupping your chin as he’d done so many times before.

“What was that sweetheart? I couldn’t hear you?”

The smirk was audible in his voice because of course he had heard you, didn’t matter how muffled it might have sounded. No, this was because he wanted Druig to hear.

“I said, it wouldn’t just be for him. I’m not done with him yet, want him to make me feel good…wanna make him feel good too. even if he doesn’t deserve it.”

You said, giving Matt a small mischievous smile.

“Atta girl.”

He said proudly, kissing your forehead once more before tilting his head towards Druig.

“Ya hear that puppy? She’s not done with you. You’re really lucky she’s here, I was planning on leaving you for someone else to deal with.”

Druig stayed silent, knowing the only sounds he was capable of producing were whimpers. He didn’t want to risk it. He’d take anything you gave him, anything. So if sitting down and shutting the fuck up would get him the smallest bit of attention, that’s what he’d do.

“Okay pretty girl, go make yourself feel good. Then we’re gonna clean up and go to dinner. I’ve got us a reservation at that nice french place the critics keep raving about.”

You smiled genuinely and pressed a kiss to his lips before hopping off his lap and making your way over to Druig, who was looking at you as if you were an angel sent from heaven.

“Hey puppy, want us to grab you something from the restaurant? Maybe a bone?”

Matt quipped.

Druig had to use every muscle in his body not to talk back, knowing that the devil was just trying to tempt him. And that if he gave in, his angel would be ripped away.

“Ignore him, we aren’t actually going to get you a bone.”

You said as you observed the wary look he was giving Matt.

He nodded gratefully at you. And you offered him a small smile.

Bending down until your face was level with his, you brought your hand to his head. Scratching lovingly which he enjoyed all too much. Closing his eyes and letting his neck fall slack.

“We’ll just give you the scraps from our left overs.”

You bit back, pulling his hair forcefully. You bit your lip trying not to laugh. His eyes snapping open as he had no choice but to make eye contact with you. His breath quickening uncontrollably. As his eyes darted around your body, pupils blown wide with lust.

You pulled his hair again when his gaze lingered on your chest for too long. He let out a strangled moan, he had clearly been trying to suppress. Followed by a few whimpers and he screwed his eyes shut at what you assumed must have been and attempt to shut out the pain.

You gave his hair one last tug, and opened your mouth to reprimand him for breaking eye contact. But you were rudely interrupted by a gasp, Druig’s jaw falling open slightly. Warmth flooded his cheeks and he began to tear up.

You looked at him confused. Hadn’t he liked pain? Did you do something wrong? You hadn’t meant to actually hurt him. You whipped your head around to consult Matt on what to do. But instead of being met with the ‘concerned-good person-merciful-catholic’ look you had been expecting.

The devil was smiling. A hungry & lustful smile that would have brought you to your knees had you not already been on the floor.

You cocked your head to the side, trying to understand what was going on.

He licked his lips and sensing your eyes on him, nodded back in Druig’s direction.

You brought your attention back to the man in front of you. What could possibly-

Oh.

Druig’s flushed cheeks, his tears, his heavy breathing that sounded almost like panting, and the fact that you had never seen him look…embarrassed before told you all that you needed to know.

You tilted your head down, Druig’s gaze following your own. As you realized he had cum, completely untouched. Just a few tugs of his hair and he’d broken. His eyes were shut again, describing his current emotion as embarrassment would be an understatement.

He winced when you brought you dropped your hand from his hair and brought it to cup his cheek. He dared to look at you and was met with a sweet smile.

“It’s okay, you just couldn’t help it right?”

You whispered, your thumb drawing circles on his cheeks. He nodded tentatively and licked his lips. You pouted mock-sympathetically, and grabbed his half hard cock with your free hand and began to stroke.

He whimpered and tried to twist away from the overstimulation. But you just quickened your movements.

“That’s too bad baby, I meant what I said earlier. I’m not done with you. So you better learn to control it or this is gonna feel a whole lot worse for you and a whole lot sweeter for me.”

Matt observed the two of you in awe. He reached into the pocket of his jacket laying on the desk and brought out two things.

A pack of cloves and a lighter.

He brought a cigarette to his lips and lit it while listening to the sounds of pained pleasure flowing through the room.

You were now kissing Druig, never once stopping the movement of your hand.

Matt smiled, he felt…proud.

The devil and his not-so-angelic angel.

The “god” in front of his girl cried and moaned even louder when she bit his lip.

A sign that even Druig, a utterly confusing magical entity with an ego bigger than Jupiter could break. Even the strong and mighty would turn weak and frightened if given the opportunity.

A gentle reminder that even Druig was mortal.

Even the man who could control minds and live endless lifetimes, was not a God.

Matt found that comforting, he hoped this would be a humbling experience for Druig. Because if he didn’t change his attitude…

Well…Matt would never kill anyone…

He’d never crush someone’s skull into the ground.

Matt would never hold a knife to Druig’s throat as he fucked him, luring him into a sense of security and then letting the sharp edge of his dagger tear gracefully through the soft skin of his traitorously beautiful body.

He’d never use Druig as an ash tray, putting out the burning embers of his cigarettes on his chest till the only senses that filled him that remained was ash, the smell of sweet smoke, spice, and blood.

He didn’t dream of running his blade up and down Druig’s body. Just barely drawing blood. He didn’t fantasize about marking him with things other than hickeys and bites.

No of course not, he would never.

Matt would never kill.

But he knew someone who would.

Because Frank Castle owed the Devil a favor.

A favor that the Devil was dying to use.

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"By the sweat of your brow you will eat your food until you return to the ground, since from it you were taken; for dust you are and to dust you will return." -Genesis 3:19

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end.

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hope you liked it…😵‍💫

xoxo,

allie🕊

note: i missed SO MANY kinks and things i wanted to write about D: guess i’ll just have to make more fics!! jthis won’t be the last you hear of me…promise <3 ;)

another note: dust to dust was the final part! <- this is in regards to the alleged “part 3” (sorry guys!)

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[witchychanel]

Having Sex With Druig Would Include...

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I think I got carried away...

*not my gif...creds to the owner*

Warnings: smutttt, language, dirty shit lol, BDSM, soft dom

MINORS DNI!!! 🔞

Parring: Druig x Fem!Reader

Considering how long Druig has been alive, he is very very good at sex.

He can go many many rounds sense he’s not human, but he’ll go as long as you want. 

I think that Druig would for sure be a soft dom. Most of the time. He’ll definitely spank you. He’ll definitely praise you when you are doing good things. “My beautiful beautiful Y/N, you’re so wet baby… I love it when you’re wet”

“God baby you’re such a good girl, very good girl”

“Your so sweet baby, I love you”

He’s very gentle when taking off your clothes.

He doesn’t want to hurt you.

Now…Jealous Druig is a different story. After an argument Druig is a different story. 

He would mind control but only with your permission. He won’t make you do anything that you already don’t like. He wants you to be comfortable with everything. 

He loves to have sex with you on the ground in the middle of the Amazon.

He will definitely fuck you way more harder. 

He would want you to scream his name that way everyone will know who you belong to. 

I think Druig is very very dirty. But I don’t think  Druig would want to hurt you. Like making you cry hurt you. The only time he would want you to cry is when he’s overstimulating you. He would want you to cry and beg him to stop.

He loves to see you choke on his cock when he’s in a mood. To see your saliva rundown your mouth and down your neck. Makes him more hard.

He loves when you look him in the eyes as you do so. 

Druig will always love to say very nasty things to you. 

“You’re my little cockslut aren’t you”

”God your pussy feels so good baby”

“Fuck that feels so good baby, keep going just like that”

“God I love the way your ass jiggles from this angle” 

His accent and his voice will be so husky and so raspy.

He loves to say ‘fuck’ a lot during sex. 

He will slap your ass. He loves slapping your ass. He loves to see your ass jiggle. 

He loves the way you moan, when he does slap your ass. 

He also loves to leave hickeys all over your tits. He really really loves your tits.

Druig loves to eat your pussy. He loves to watch you squirm after eating you out and making you cum multiple times. 

I mean we’ve seen the Eternals that man is always eating something, might as well eat your pussy nonstop. 

You don’t need to tell him to stop most of the time, he would stop eating you out because he wants to be in you. He wants to feel you cum all around him

He’ll definitely sub as well. He loves it when you tie him up, he loves when you put something in his mouth to shut him up. 

He loves when you’re on top, but he definitely gets frustrated when you tease him. He definitely whimpers and whines for you to go faster and faster. 

He loves to have hot wax poured on him. He’ll pour wax on you if you want. He loves to see scratches on his back.

He loves to hold your hands during sex.

 He loves to kiss you when you both are about to cum.  It’s very intimate to him. 

He’s very sweet with after care. He loves to clean you up with a warm wet rag, he’ll definitely go to the kitchen and get you a snack and some water. You both tend to watch a few YouTube videos, or you both watch a movie or a TV show. (I’ll go on more in NSFW alphabet) 

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Let me know what you guys think or if you want me to do any other character.

I think that I also just Barry's dick...

[artemisthewh0re]

BATHROOM MISCHIEF

DRUIG X BLACK READER

⚠️NSFW SMUT⚠️ Denied orgasm and Dom/sub?, Oral (female and male receiving), squirting

I made this literally today before I decided to get a Tumblr account.

You were pushed up against the stall wall; skirt lifted barely over your ass. Druig sat in between your legs, face buried deep in your ass.

He made loud humming noises as he ate you out.

You two had been at a celebration just moments before with his family. You didn't really know what the celebration was about but his family was very nice save for his weird little sister Sprite. Druig had been discreetly messing with you throughout the night. Grabbing your ass gently, placing soft kisses on your neck when no one was looking, and eyeing you hungrily whenever you were away from him. In the middle of the night you got a sudden wave of arousal and knew you needed to have him right then and there. And now you're in a bathroom trying your best not to scream from pure pleasure.

Druig moved his head from between your legs and started fingering you from behind while placing sweet kisses on your neck. "Ah fuck I'm gonna come," you remarked under your breath. "You're not allowed to come until I say you can," said Druig with that devilish smirk. He slowed his pace as he watched you become desperate. "Druig please," you begged while looking into his deep blue eyes. "Get on your knees."

You got on your knees immediately. You were desperate to please him. You also just really enjoyed taking his beautiful cock inside you. You scrambled to undo his belt as he looked down at you, hand intertwined with your fro. Soon he was free of his underwear and his pretty dick was in your mouth. You looked up at him as your ran you mouth and both your hands up and down his shaft. His eyelids fluttered as he looked down at you.

"Fuck darling you're perfect," he moaned. You bobbed your head faster, letting your mouth focus on the tip while your hands played with his balls. You rubbed spit all along his length as you looked up at him with your best "fuck me" eyes. You focused most of your attention at the tip as he let out deep grunts and moans.

After a few minutes if that you could tell he was getting close and wanted torture him a little, but before you could he pulled out of your mouth. He hoisted you up and pressed you against the stall in one swift movement. He pressed his lips against yours as he inserted himself inside you. You let out a moan as his dick slightly brushed you g spot. He started thrusting into you at a quick pace, making direct eye contact as you were fucked into oblivion. You could hear your pussy squelching and you prayed no one would come into the bathroom. You couldn't hold your moans in any longer and let out out sharp cry when he hit your g spot three times in a row.

"Shhhh, be a good girl and stay quiet for me," Druig asked under a  moan. You couldn't help yourself though. Druig's dick just felt too good and he had started sucking on your nipples, completely overstimulating your body. You grabbed onto his hair as he hammered into you trying your best not to make any noise. "Oh fuck," you exclaimed as you felt the telltale knot in your stomach growing. "I'm gonna fucking come, Jesus Christ." Instead of Druig slowing down like before, he sped up, shaking the whole stall in the process. By that time he had started moaning your name and cursing wildly as you both reached your highs. You felt yourself squirt all over his dick as his cum rushed inside of you. You two just stood there staring at each other before he let you down. You were wet with sweat and tired. You already knew your legs would feel like jelly by tomorrow.

Druig helped you pull your skirt back up and you both did the walk of shame to your table with the rest of his family. "Why are so sweaty?" Sprite asked in a suspicious tone.

[bibislutmarvel]

Marvel Men Headcanons: Power Dynamics

A/N: these are just my own personal opinions, and your own headcanons may differ! This series of headcanons includes Steve, Bucky, Druig, and Loki (I’m not as confident writing for other characters as of right now) MINORS DNI

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Loki - Loki loves it when you look at him all wide-eyed, calling him ‘my prince’ or ‘sir’ or especially ‘master’. He definitely has a dark side, but is also ridiculously attentive when your relationship develops in that way, and is happy to dote on you (he’s the best at aftercare). He has his bad days, filled with grief and regret, and needs you to hold him, and run your hands through his hair. He loves to boss you about, and is all about showing you off and showing off that he owns you. All that being said, out of any marvel man, he is the most likely to swallow hard when you suggest you taking control, and he finds that he loves being on his knees for you. Hell, you joke once that you should step on him and look at him to find him nodding fervently.

Druig - This man is NEEDY. It’s not that he’s especially into public sex (though he does enjoy it), he just wants everyone to know that you’re his. He always grabs you, he’s always touching you, leaving marks, claiming you in front of anyone who dares to look at you for more than a split second. He’s cocky, and even when you’re mad at him that goddamn smirk still makes your thighs clench together. He showers you with gifts and praise and affection, but the moment he realises that you too have a dark side, he’s dragging you into the bedroom, degrading you, tying you up, taking any and all power you had. He likes it when you have a bit of bite, especially if he takes it too far and you have to remind him about boundaries. He’ll look like a wounded puppy, if only because he’s worried he’s hurt you.

Steve - This man is the definition of ‘Daddy’. Steve is always checking up on you, texting you, calling you. He learns to cook your favorite dishes, and loves it when you sit on the counter to talk to him while he cooks. This man has a calendar in his apartment marked with every single date of meaning, all of your appointments so that he can remind you and make sure you go. He dotes on you, constantly kissing your cheek or your forehead. He’s bossy both in and out of the bedroom, and sometimes it can get overwhelming, and you have to remind him that you don’t need to be smothered constantly. He’s such a polite gentleman, but give him an inch and he’ll run a mile >> one day you can’t decide your outfit and ask him to pick, and that’s it. Everyday he chooses your outfit, your underwear, hell he’d even plan your meals if you’d let him. He rewards you for your obedience, constantly praising you and telling you how well you’re doing. Of course, that means he’s also hot on your heels with punishments (his favourite is spanking).

Bucky - This man blows hot and cold in the fact that he either wants a really intense dom/sub or a casual, everyday vanilla lifestyle. It’s hard to keep up sometimes, but you’ve found that he excels at both sides. Some days you’ll get a text, something along the lines of ‘I want you ready when I come home’ and you know that he’s had a hard day, and he needs you there, waiting for him on your knees in something skimpy (he loves your legs). On these days, you know you need to reserve your energy for the hours you will spend at his mercy, doing as you're told. But it’s not always like this. A lot of the time, you live together like a ‘normal’ couple, bickering over doing the dishes, giggling when he throws you over his shoulder with a smack on the arse. He loves to see you laugh, and slowly learns to joke around with you. He doesn’t bat an eyelash when you hide all of his shirts, giggling to yourself as he dramatically sighs, hands on hips, ‘I always knew I was just a piece of eye candy to you, doll’

[inklore]

I just want Barry to dirty talk me while I grind on his thigh, pls and thank u

look LOOK thigh riding was not something i knew i loved until getting onto this filthy app ok and thinking about doing it with THIS man??? 😩 IM ACHING

like just imagine his hand gripping the back of your neck to force you to look at him while you do it, while he said dirty things like “your pussy is so needy, love.” and “are you going to be good for me and come?”

and bestie he would definitely let his hands explore your body while he watched you wither and grind on him, would even give your ass a few playful smacks and tell you to go faster, to make your greedy pussy earn his cock.

send me thots !

[greenorangevioletgrass]

Omg Druig has me by the ovaries honestly!

If your requests are open the please I need to read something about aftercare with him! 😭😭 Even something small to fill the void lol

I have no idea what aftercare is meant to be like but I’d really like for someone to hold me after fucking me you know 😂😂 so if that someone could be Druig for now then that would be great!

omg yesss 😭😭 aftercare can happen following any kind of sex (including good ol' vanilla sex!), but it's especially needed after very intense session!

soooo let's say you've had real nasty, rough sex with druig (like in only joy, only anguish *wink) and come down feeling woozy and heavy and maybe a little emotional?? (idk i would cry sometimes lol) but druig would softly kiss your face, telling you come back to me and how much he loves you in whispered sighs and just hold you there for as long as you need. lips pressed on your forehead. eventually murmuring,

"let's get you cleaned up, okay?"

and best believe he'd carry you to the bathroom and put you in comfy clothes and make sure you drink some water (even get you a snack). he's not a big talker, but he will ask you if you're okay, if anything is bothering you, and he will listen. and he will watch out for any signs of subdrop and give you extra lovin <333