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callmelyc · 1 year

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#2023JuLance

Week 1: sharpshooter PART 2- Life of the Title

Pridge groans "there is it AGAIN, that's the fifth time this week!"

Lance pauses his game from his place hanging upside down off the bed "there's what again?"

"Is it that code name again?" Hunk ask coming in with all their movie snacks leaning over to read pidges screen.

"I think so?" She's typing again trying to get to a good stoping point "we don't actually have any proof it's a name, the galra just talk about it alot...it keeps coming up & its in almost all the logs now."

"What's the name?"

She huffs "again, no proof it's a name- and it's Ghost Rite"

Lance snorts "that's so lame for the galra no way that's a name"

Hunk just frowns a bit "well whatever it is isn't invited to this sleepover, can we just watch the movie...please?"

As movie night goes off without a hitch lance can't help but feel like this won't be the last time he hears that name.

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They're having a meeting with the blade today to discuss Keith's return to team Voltron when the name gets confirmed as a name.

"Kolivan, do you happen to know why the Galran keep discussing a Ghost Rite?" Allura says since she knows everyone has been worried about it and knowing something like this could be beneficial to them.

If lance had been daydreaming before he sure wasn't now, the moment the not name was mentioned the blades behind kolivan stiffened.as miniscule as the difference might have been lance has good eyes for a reason, he noticed things he knows no one else will. His focuses zeroed in on them, they knew something and based on kolivans pause at responding he'd say they might even know more than they'll let on.

"The Ghost Rite has become a marker of fear for the galra these last few pheobs. Their name alone has become a threat of sorts..." Kolivans eyes stay forward but some of the men behind glance briefly towards lance so quickly most wouldn't notice "has...Voltron not heard of this?"

Shiro frowns a bit "we've only been picking up on the name in the data we've collected from missions and stray com signals. Until today we didn't even know if it was a name."

This time kolivans eyes look towards lance "This individual is a key player in this war, we only ask Voltron keep him in check."

With a few more subtle glances noted and diplomatic goodbyes the meeting ends with only more confusion. No one comments on the way the blades kept looking towards lance but one thing they do focus on is the confirmation it's a name.

"Do you think it's a vigilante?" Hunk ask nervously "y-you don't think he's a bad guy right? The blade asked us to keep an eye on this guy and the galra fear him he's gotta be terrifying!"

Shiro pats his shoulder "calm down hunk, I'm sure whoever this Ghost Rite is will be a good ally if we ever meet. He might even be part of the resistance."

"I can ask mat to keep an eye out for the guy?" Pidge suggest.

Shiro smiles "that's an excellent idea"

Lance watches everyone from afar unable to shake those glances the blade gave him. He feels like he's missing something...oh well, how important can it really be?

~*~

That thing lance thought he was missing? Yeah, turns out it was really important.

They're on a mission split into three teams: shiro and allura handling the diplomacy, Keith and hunk handing evacuation, and pidge and lance doing some sneaky infiltration to rescue some stray prisoners that managed to get captured and sent off planet. Easy right?

/Wrong/

This ship was a maze, unlike any they'd seen before and the only thing bringing comfort to lance right now was the fact he had red who could get them out of here the fastest. It was eerily quiet, full of upgrades and still far too easy to sneak into.

"You think this is a trap?" Lance whispers to pidge while she hacks into the door systems "I mean...this is too easy, right?"

"That's what ur here for loverboy, your the fighting force here-" her fingers fly across the keys then there's a audible click to go with her triumphed woop "and I'm the brains!" Pidge swats at lances arm "let's go!"

The moment they get to where pidge needs to be all hell breaks lose. The galra aboard the ship come rushing down the halls flanked by sentries "pidge lock yourself inside the control room, I'll distract them while you get ur data-"

"Oh it!" She shouts "and lance?...good luck"

Lance is flying around the corner listening to the door latch itself shut with an override faster than you can call him sharpshooter. He's ready to face these galra head to head, ready to be the wall protecting pidge a meer wall away!

But when those galra get around to face him and lance materializes his Bayard into his trusty blaster? they stop rushing forward. Lance holds his position, Bayard pointed directly towards the line of galra that came to a stop and a stare down commences.

Not letting his gaurd down at this strange behavior, lance observes. This is when he starts to realize what that important thing was.

The galra before him aren't just at a pause, they're terrified. Their hands are trembling, faces pulled into a defensive snarl, some even take cautionary steps backwards to get further away.

The back of lances mind is itching with an answer, it's right at the top of his tongue-

"It's the Ghost Rite" one whispers, voice as shaken as his clawed hands that grip his polearm. Then it clicks-

All the times they've talked to the Blade glances have been thrown lances way, every time they go on a mission the mentions of the name increase. When pidge asked her brother to keep an eye out for the Ghost Rite he looked confused-

It's him, God lance can't believe they all missed this! He can't believe the galra gave him such a lame name when he's been trying to get sharpshooter to stick- /no, focus! Now is not the time!/

Looking back at these men and seeing how shaken they are about lance standing here, he thinks maybe....maybe he should test the waters a little?

Ya know, for science.

Lance steps forward making them step back twice the distance. He repositions his gun causing the weaker to flinch while the rest to either drop their weapons or hold theirs unsteady.

He smirks....someone whimpers.

/Oh/ lance thinks trying not to laugh /this will be fun/

The rest of the mission goes off without a hitch, with lance using his newly acquired info to get them to bend to his whims a little things went faster than usual. Data collected, prisoners saved, planet freed and another win for voltron all the while lance is the only one to know about the Ghost Rite.

Of course, he didn't tell anyone about it not when he has no proof. Who would believe him anyways? His entire team thinks he's great with people, super kind and an all around great guy! Of course they think him capable, they saw what went down on Euble and all the other missions they go on, but that doesn't mean they'd think him a sign of fear for the galra.

So with every mission they go on lance watches the galra freeze or stutter at spotting him, he smirks or lets them know it would be on sight- they drop things or put up much less of a fight, then they all go on their merry way!

It's been a lot of fun. Some ships don't even leave actual galra stationed anymore, there's been more and more sentries and less intense battles. Lance counts it as a win.

The name even spreads past the galra, soon enough any criminals in general know about lance, even the ones trying to take over part of their own home planets. All lance has to do is stand behind his lovely team during diplomatic missions and the secretly horrible ones will glance towards him, freeze up and excuse themselves.

He's becoming a master at subtle threats too. When these people recognize him he just has to wave his hand a certain way and they blanch faster than the vegetables Hunk preps.

In the end these people are almost always working with the galra...but still lance is having a blast with it. There's nothing quite like being the secret weapon.

When doing meetings with the Blade he can tell they've noticed that Lance is...aware of his title. The next time it's brought up lance smiles at their inevitable glances his way, kolivans eyes alight with recognition then things continue forward as if a revelation didn't just occur.

The next time the blade are physically aboard the castle kolivan pulls lance aside alone "you are aware now."

It's not a question this time "I am" lance confirms meeting kolivan eye for eye.

"I trust we are in your good graces?" He ask lance reluctantly as if worried for his response.

It's the first time lance remembers the blade are all galra too "yeah, you guys are on our side...I trust you."

Kolivan looks at him a little longer like he's making sure lance isn't just lying to have an edge "this will be beneficial then."

Lance watches him leave wondering just how deep this all goes.

~*~

He's protecting a small group of civilians in a diplomatic mission gone wrong when their hiding spot he chose is blown. Well...sorta.

The galran throw down a group the planets higher ranking individuals right Infront of lances hiding spot. Each and every one of them is tied up, disarmed and panicked. Standing before them is a huge burly beefcake of a Galra, seriously this guy is massive, all snarls and glower.

And this guy Is clearly not happy, nor are his little henchmen.

"Where is he?" The burly one lance has dubbed boss man ask, brandishing his sword.

"Where is who?" One of the council members voice, he's terrified lance notes but the Galra man only growls.

"The Ghost Rite!" He shows his teeth "we know he's amongst you and we want revenge"

The civilians next to lance start to shake "We don't know who that is!"

Lance lays low, calling his Bayard to his side.

"Lies! He's rumored to be a member of Voltron, where is he!" A blade is held to the counselors neck now and that's when lance decides to act.

He ignores the hushed begging from the people beside him asking him not to leave. He steps into the open.

"I heard you're looking for me?" Lance says with a smile

Boss man turns eyeing lance up and down taking notes of the V on his chest and blaster in hand "So it's true then, the sniper of vld is Ghost Rite"

"You've killed almost all of my men-" he takes a fighting stance growling at Lance "you've ruined everything!"

"What, like it's hard?" He distantly hears the few of the prisoners off to the side curse under their breath but that's ok they don't know how good lance is at games like this "maybe you should've trained them better to not get spotted so easily"

He watches the henchmen start to tremble and shoots them a smirk. If he can buy enough time maybe his team will be able to get here, either way the prisoners will be freed even if he has to do it himself.

The Galra growls and tells his last two men to stand gaurd for the prisoners. He charges at lance "they only fear you because you can kill at a distance!"

He's clawing at lance viscously, at every dodge he makes "you are NOTHING in close combat!"

Lance spins changing his stance to go towards the galran coming at him. Everyone shouts terrified before a light zings through the air a sharp polearm taking its place and stabbing through the commanders chest.

"The Ghost part of my name comes from people never getting away to tell others I can defend myself upclose too" lance says low enough that only the one infront of him can hear "I won't be the only ghost here."

"You-" he gargles in response.

Lance pushes him off the polearm with his leg before spinning around to the final two "do you wanna try me or will you yield for arrest?"

When he turns ready to free the prisoners he finds his team looking back at him slack jawed in a mix of pride and shock.

The final two men are detained, practically begging to be away and that was the day his team discovered he was the Ghost Rite all along.

(it also meant them freaking out bc the galra are afraid of him "lance! Even the blade are a little scared of you wtf!")

(Allura taught him the polearm she's so proud)

Part 1

#lance vld #vld lance #voltron #lance mcclain #julance #if you see any mistakes no you don't #im teaching myself how to write fics be gentle with me #this is part 2 part one is somewhere ill figure out how to link to it i promise

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here-there-be-drag0ns · 1 year

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ooookay ill bitr whats ur jrwi daemon au :00

FUCK YEAH OKAY SO

Chip's daemon is a little fox named Trick. She Settled at some point during his time with Price and shes small and sly and sneaky. Shes russet colored, but never quite grew out of the grey markings that fox kits have on their faces ad theres still baby fluff behind her ears, but she and Chip will both deny it if you try to point it out. Many people find her unsettling upon closer inspection, because it becomes very clear that she and Chip has Seen Some Shit, in keeping with Chip's Haunted One background. She's Chip's biggest tell when it comes to pranks or lies as long as you know how to read her body language - when he's planning shenanigans her ears go flat against her head and her eyes go all squinty and her teeth poke out of her muzzle just a lil bit. She and Chip dont have a very long range and she's most often found perched on his shoulders or trotting at his ankles.

Jay's daemon is a white-bellied sea eagle named Orion. Eagle daemons run in the Ferin family, but Jay Settled late, so Ayva never got to see his true form and Jay's very upset about it. Orion's eyesight helps Jay with her sharp shooting and they have a longer range than average because of navy training when they were younger, so hes a great help in fights because he keeps and lookout and can easily alert the crew to any enemies that might try to get the jump on them. He's usually the first to notice when Chip and Trick are Up To Shit but he wont usually do anything about it because sometimes its funnier to see them Fuck Around and Find Out

Gillion's daemon is interesting. When they first meet him, she's a tiger shark and he calls her Destiny. Its a bit of a struggle at first figuring out how to bring Destiny with them on adventures, but with the help of Shape Water they figure out how to get her to pretty much swim through the air when the crew is on shore. Gill and Destiny appear to have a freakishly long bond, able to separate by distances that are extremely unsettling to anyone else looking at them. The truth is that their bond isnt actually all that long at all, the Elders just trained them to be able to stretch it as far as they can and develop a tolerance for the agony that comes with straining the bond. What's strange is that while Gillion will always insist Destiny is a shark, he never ever describes her as Settled - because she's not. Gillion's daemon never settled because the Elders forced them to take a form "worthy of a champion", a shark that could fight beside him and win any battle they threw them at. But at some point Jay walks in on him and Destiny in the sleeping quarters and she is not shark-shaped and he is not calling her Destiny. She is small and pink and frogtopus shaped and Gillion very softly calls her Pretzel. He panics when he realizes Jay saw them and Jay swears she wont bring it up until he's ready. Gradually, over time, he gets more comfortable and reveals to the crew that his daemon is Unsettled and she spends more time in different forms, testing out birds and frogs and one time even a cat but neither of them liked that form very much, however her favorite form is always that small pink frogtopus shape. She tends to switch back to a tiger shark in battle or when Gillion is particularly anxious about his destiny, but she is most often in frogtopus form. He calls her Pretzel more and more often, and after the events of the Pearl, she stays in frogtopus form and he doesn't call her Destiny again.

I have thought about this in depth and i have more theories and headcanons n shit so please please please sned asks send questions hell send your own headcanons i fuckin LOVE daemons

#jrwi #jrwiblr #jrwi riptide #jrwi gillion tidestrider #jrwi chip #jrwi jay ferin #jrwi riptide daemons #<-au tag #dragons drabbles

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minaturefics · 2 years

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Stars and Steps

Request: hi!! i love ur fics, ur writing is so good!! can i request can i request a legolas fic where the reader is part of the fellowship and they share a dance? this might be too specific lol but if it could take place at the party after the battle of helms deep (where legolas and gimli have their drinking game in the extended edition) that would be super nice!!! thank u for all ur wonderful writing!! :)

A/N: Thank you! And thanks for waiting so patiently. I thought it would be a bit interesting to touch on cultural differences/misunderstandings in Middle-Earth, hope you like it! P.S Anyone catch that sneaky little P&P reference?

Legolas x Reader

Gender-neutral reader

No content warnings

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The hall was filled with laughter and cheers. Bright candles burned in their wrought iron sconces and a great fire blazed in the hearth. The scent of freshly baked bread and herbed meat was in the air, mingling with the smell of musk and malt. You were seated next to Aragorn on the bench, and his shoulder was pressed up against yours. Your eyes drifted over to the next table where Legolas was sitting with Gimli and Eomer.

He was dressed in silver robes of shimmering silk. The ends of his braids were unravelling, loose from the revelry of the evening. You took in the dull points of his ears, the line of his cheek, the angle of his jaw. In the candlelight, he appeared even more otherworldly, incandescent among the rough metal and stiff leather.

Did he find humans coarse and unrefined? Did he view you in the same strange way he was looking at the rowdy cluster of people calling to move the tables to dance? He was always friendly, willing to share a log to sit on or a piece of lembas bread, but it seemed he shied away from touch, his knees always a respectful gap from you, his fingers always careful to never graze yours.

But what of those stolen, tender moments that kept the flame of hope in your heart? Where you would catch a gentleness in his eyes when he looked at you across the campfire, or hear a softness in his voice when he said your name.

Thrice, when it had been your turn to keep watch, he sat by you and sang, his voice low but light, melodic but strong. The elvish words were lost to you, foreign and unfamiliar, but you had relaxed into the soothing tone.

And once, while you were refilling the waterskins by a river, he had reached into the water and wordlessly placed a tumbled stone in your palm. It was a deep blue with glittering flecks of silver, and looked as if the night sky was encased in the small pebble.

The stone sat against your thigh in your pocket ever since, a constant reminder, both painful and comforting, of Legolas and the stars he loved so much.

You thought of him laughing in the evening sun with Gimli. The way the light touched him with gold, the small creases around his eyes, the bright sound that sprang from his lips.

“My friend,” Aragorn said and you turned towards him. “You should speak to him.”

“Who?” You blinked at him and fought the urge to fiddle with the fork in your hand.

He arched his brow at you. “Do not try to hide from me. I have watched you send Legolas longing gazes for most of this meal.”

Heat crept up your cheeks. “It matters not, for I am certain he does not return what… feelings I may have for him.”

“How can you be so certain?”

“Aragorn, I have watched and I have waited. He does not behave as one would if tender with another.”

He chuckled. “Elves are known to be modest in their expressions, and Legolas is still young compared to his kin. Do not mistake his reserve for a lack of feeling.”

“Perhaps,” you muttered and turned your attention to where the Rohirrim were making space in the centre of the hall. A small musical quartet was setting up nearby, arranging themselves and testing their instruments. Your eyes drifted across the room and met Legolas’s brown eyes.

Your heart leaped in your chest and your stomach clenched. He tilted his head at you, a barely there smile on his lips, before looking towards where Eomer was gesturing to a giant barrel of ale.

Aragorn nudged you and whispered, “Have a little faith, my friend.”

Legolas downed another tankard of ale and sighed. “My lord Eomer, this experience is not what you had described to me. I do not feel any different to how I felt before we started.”

Eomer frowned. “It must be your elven nature. Master Gimli is swaying where he sits.”

Legolas glanced at his companion and took the refilled tankard Eomer offered him. “It is a shame. I am in dear need of the ‘liquid courage’ you spoke so much of.”

“This is the first I have heard of an elf needing such things. What drives you to such lengths?”

Legolas’s gaze snapped to you. You were laughing about something Aragon said, your head tilted back and your smile wide. Even after the horrors of battle and the wilderness of the road, with scrapes on your cheek and bruises on your arms, you were still captivating. The orange light from the candles bathed you in a diffused glow, the flickering flames dancing in your beautiful eyes. He traced the outline of your profile and his eyes paused on your lips.

“Ah,” said Eomer, and Legolas gaped at the man. “I suppose we are all the same when it comes to love.”

His ears warmed and he swallowed another gulp of ale. “It is far too delicate to be called love.”

“Whatever do you mean?”

Gimli slammed his empty tankard down on the table and demanded another. Legolas sighed and stared into the murky liquid in his mug. His despondent reflection stared back. “I have tried to hint at my feelings, but they have not shown any sign of returning them.”

He thought of the few times he had come up next to you in the quiet of the night and sat by you. His voice might not have been as good as some of the more practised elves, but he had hoped it was enough. Did you not understand the tenderness behind the songs he had sung? Or did you choose to ignore it as a subtle way of turning him down?

And the gift he had given you, was it too small of a token?

It had been difficult to find something suitable on the move, running across Middle-Earth with so little rest and hardly any time to tarry, but he thought the stone was beautiful enough. When the company had stopped by the small river he had crouched by the bank and scanned the riverbed for the precious stones and gems that sometimes lay among the regular pebbles.

It had been so tempting to let his fingers brush yours when he gave it to you, but he knew it would have been too difficult to pull away when what he truly wanted was to hold your hand in his. How many times had he stared at the gap between his knee and yours, wishing he could close it? How many times had he looked upon Aragorn and Gimli in envy, wishing he could share those casual touches with you?

It felt dishonest to allow himself such indulgences when you would view them as nothing more than friendship.

He sighed and finished his drink. Eomer had a sympathetic look on his face, and offered Legolas another tankard. Music and cheers began to fill the hall as people began to take to the floor, tugging their partners along to dance.

Eomer cleared his throat. “I do not mean to be disrespectful, master elf, but perhaps I could offer you some advice.” Legolas nodded and Eomer continued. “I know not of the elven courting rituals, but I have witnessed many a man court their beloved here in Rohan.”

“Have you courted before?”

Eomer glanced away as pink dusted his cheeks. “Nay, but I have heard many stories from my kindred.”

Legolas hummed. Perhaps it would be good to listen to the other man, despite his lack of experience. “I suppose you have more insights into the ways of humans than I do. Please continue, my friend.”

“We humans are not as certain in love, particularly in the beginning. Many wish to protect their hearts and sometimes may not make overtures if they are not certain their affections are returned.”

“You are suggesting they are waiting for me? But I have made my… overtures, as you have called it.”

“If I may be so bold, how have you displayed your affection for them?”

Gimli was sprawled on the table, his heap of tankards before him. Legolas took another proffered mug, his voice growing quiet. “I sang to them and gifted them a small token.”

A smile broke out on Eomer’s face. “Fine things perhaps, for an elf. But we humans do not revere music as the elves do, and are more free with our gifts to one another. Such things could be mistaken as friendship.”

Legolas frowned. Was he going about it all wrong? “You are implying that they are not even aware of my courting?”

“Perhaps a more… human approach will make your feelings more plain to them.”

Legolas’s eyes flicked to you. “What do you recommend to encourage affection?”

Eomer grinned. “Dancing.”

You lingered at the edge of the crowd and watched as the couples skipped and danced to the lively music. They looked so at ease with their wide smiles and their arms around each other. Merry and Pippin were spinning around, weaving their way through the pairs, their complicated footwork never a step out of place. You chuckled and clapped to the beat.

How lovely it would be if you could dance with Legolas. It would be a reasonable excuse to hold him close, to feel his arms circling you, to draw near to the heat he radiated.

You smoothed out your robes and sighed. It was foolish to even entertain such a notion. How could you hope to be with someone as elegant as him? You probably paled in comparison to his elvish counterparts. It would do you no good to stand and pine for something you could never have. You turned to wander towards where Aragorn stood at the back of the hall, when a gentle hand closed around your wrist.

You looked up into Legolas’s soft brown eyes. “My friend,” he said. “Would you care to dance?”

Your heart sped up in your chest. He was asking you to dance? Was he aware that it was no mere thing to dance as a couple in front of everyone at such a celebration, with so many eyes on you? Perhaps he was simply being friendly, unaware of what a dance might imply.

“I… am unfamiliar with this tune. And it is far too fast for after a meal.” You managed a feeble smile. Before you could make any more excuses, the music changed to something slower and more melodic.

Legolas offered his hand to you, a smile tugging at his lips. “Come, I am certain you know this dance. Even I have heard of it in Mirkwood.”

You glanced around before placing your hand in his. His skin was soft, his palm was warm. It seemed so strange to see your fingers curled around his, slotted as though they had always belonged there. He tugged on your hand and you let him lead you into the middle of the hall.

He slid an arm around you, his hand coming to rest on your waist, while the other hand grasped your own. He drew you in close, close enough that you could feel the rise and fall of his chest. His scent filled your lungs. Fresh and green, with the lingering smell of ale.

“I did not realise you drank ale,” you whispered, keeping your eyes fixed on some vague point beyond his shoulder as the dance began.

“It was a drinking game of sorts, initiated by Gimli and Eomer.”

“I suppose you won, if you are here with me instead of passed out on the floor.”

“Indeed.” His chest rumbled with a chuckle. “Though I am not in the habit of drinking in excess.”

His touch was light but firm, leading as the both of you moved around the dancefloor. With each spin and whirl, your head grew lighter, your breaths shorter. The world seemed to pass in a blur, and your focus narrowed in on him. The subtle strength of his arms, the smooth feel of his robes under your hand, the shadow in the hollow of his throat.

It would be too revealing to look into his eyes; you were certain he would see the affection there. He would see it, and step back, breaking what fragile threads held the two of you together. You closed your eyes and leaned into him. It was simply a dance shared between two friends, but you would soak him up, and store the precious memory of him away for the lonesome nights curled on your bedroll.

“Are you alright, my friend?” He muttered, his lips close to your ear. You swallowed and nodded. “You have not looked at me for this whole dance. Have I done something to upset you?”

“It is not you, Legolas. I am simply… in need of some air.”

“Then let us get some air.” He released you, but his hand remained on the small of your back. Legolas nodded at the crowd as they parted, and a smile played about his lips. Was he not bothered by their stares? You kept your eyes on the doors at the end of the hall, and tried to slow your breathing.

The sight of darkened plains and low hills greeted you beyond the doors. The pale light of the moon picked out the edges of the roofs and the lines of the houses in the distance. A cold breeze swept through the land, and you crossed your arms and wished you had thought to bring your cloak with you. Legolas’s hand dropped from your back and a chill rushed to take the place where his warmth had been. The stars twinkled overhead, an infinite sea of gimmering points.

“How beautiful,” you muttered. “Like your stone.”

He turned to you, his lips parted in astonishment. “You kept it?”

You reached into your pocket and produced the glittering stone. “It is precious to me. I keep it wherever I go,” you whispered, admiring the way it shimmered in the torch light.

You slipped the stone back into your robes. His slender fingers brushed your chin and you lifted your head to meet his deep brown eyes, wide and hopeful. “You understand then, what is in my heart.”

Your breath caught in your throat. His heart? Was it truly possible that he could feel the same way you did for him? You glanced back at the solid wooden doors. “The dance…”

“Lord Eomer mentioned that perhaps my elven attempts at courtship were too subtle.”

You blinked at him. He was attempting to court you all this while? “Oh. The stone… the singing?”

Legolas’s smile grew wider and he stepped closer to you. His eyelashes cast spiked shadows on his cheeks, his lips parted and inviting. His hand moved to cup your face and his thumb swept across your cheek. You tilted your head, and his lips met yours.

His lips were soft and yielding, his touch firm and gentle. His arms came around you and tugged you closer. He pulled back and nudged your cheek with his nose. “Meleth nin,” he muttered.

You inhaled his scent and rested your forehead against his. “I was so uncertain. I was too afraid to hope, to dream.”

“Have no doubt, my love, now and forever. You have my heart.”

“Must I… Would you enjoy it if I were to return your affections in the elvish way? Though my voice may not be the most melodic, and I do not have such keen eyes to seek out pretty trinkets in the wild.”

He chuckled and pressed a kiss to your temple. “My love, I would enjoy any return of my affections, in any way you see fit.”

You hummed. “In whatever way I see fit?” You brought your lips to his once more, your hand coming to rest on the curve of his neck. He melted into your embrace and sighed. You drew back and laughed. “Is this agreeable to you?”

He grinned, and muttered into your lips, his voice low. “Very agreeable.”

#legolas #lotr #legolas x y/n #legolas x you #legolas x reader #lotr fic #lotr fanfic #request

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baraqi · 3 years

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Can you please do a Drabble abt thigh riding Hard!Dom or (Soft!Dom up to you lol ) sunoo’s thigh?

warnings: hardish dom! sunoo x afab fem sub! reader, thigh riding, light punishment + hair pulling (f receiving), praise (f receiving), y/n wearing a skirt, established relationship, a lil aftercare

waaa this boy and his perfect thighs. you’d be making out, sitting on his lap, starting to get needy so u move ur hips a little. he notices n smiles. “aw is my sweet girl needy hm?” u nod n whimper, staring at him with glassy eyes. he wants to melt right there. “how about this baby?” he moves you so you’re straddling his thigh and gets close to ur ear. “i heard you touching yourself yesterday. you’re not as sneaky as you think you are. i really shouldn’t let you cum at all, but since i’m feeling generous, and you look so cute on my lap, you can ride my thigh. and i’m not helping you, you’re gonna cum all by yourself like you did before. understood?” u nod. he pats ur head. “that’s my good girl,” he coos, massaging ur scalp, u sigh in contentment at his loving action. then he tugs lightly at ur hair, making u groan at the sudden sting “now do it before i change my mind.” u go to lower yourself onto his thigh before you decide to test ur luck, “can i take my panties off?” he thinks for a moment, “fine,” he sighs and holds out his hand. u scramble to pull them down ur legs, grateful u decided to wear a skirt today. u place them in his open hand and he shoves them into his back pocket. u lower yourself onto him, letting out a tiny moan at the rough material against ur sensitive bud. u pull away the tiniest bit, but sunoo’s quick to lift his thigh up slightly and pull ur hips back down. u start to get used to the stimulation as ur wetness starts to leak onto his pants. after what feels like a minute, ur arms are wrapped around his torso in a tight hug. it would’ve look so innocent and wholesome if u weren’t moaning into ur boyfriend’s shoulder and frantically rubbing your dripping core onto his leg as if he’ll disappear. “sunny i’m close.. so close,” u sob. “i know baby. cum for me. make a mess on my thigh. go ahead princess,” the pet name pushes u over the edge as u scream his name, releasing on his thigh, cunt clenching around nothing. as u calm down from ur high, u hold onto him tighter as u try to ground yourself. he runs his fingers through ur hair as he kisses ur forehead. “you did so well for me. i’m so proud of you. so well behaved,” he says softly while ur eyes flutter closed, ur intense orgasm catching up to u. u don’t remember actually falling asleep, but u wake up under the covers, in a new pair of panties and one of his big shirts. turning to the side, you’re met with his sleepy face inches away from yours, hearing his soft breaths. u smile and press a light kiss to his slightly pouted lips, wondering how u got so lucky.

#enhypen hard hours #enhypen smut #enhypen imagines #enhypen x reader #enha hard hours #enhypen scenarios #enhypen drabbles #sunoo smut #sunoo x reader #sunoo hard hours #sunoo imagines #sunoo scenarios #baraqi sunoo

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nikrangdan · 3 years

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lovestruck!enhypen x reader

pairing: lovestruck!enhypen x reader

genre: FLUFF fluff Fluff

description: how enhypen would be if they became lovestruck by the reader ☹️☹️ this is such an adorable request!!!! itll vary for each member ur relationships so you’ll either be strangers or already dating etc.

a/n: idk if all of them are lovestruck exactly bc i just got carried away with the fluff for some of them and idky maknae line revolves around sleeping BUT IDC sleepy!enhypen is the best 😁

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HEESEUNG

u worked at a pretty popular clothing store

and well well well heeseung had shown up dressed very much your style so u were like

Wow who is this guy....

he was alone just looking around

and there were like 10 other people in the store but u wanted to talk to him so bad so u went up like

“hi, welcome! are u finding everything okay?”

he was looking through a rack of shirts and turned around when he heard u but WOW

when this man turned around he looked even better in person u couldnt believe it 😫

BUT IT SEEMS HE FELT THE SAME BC U SWEAR HE BECAME SO FLUSTERED WHEN HE TURNED AROUND

his eyes got so wide u almost laughed it was so cute ☹️

he stuttered and was like “oh um im okay”

Aw man

but u said “okay then! let me know if you need any help finding anything or if u wanna use a dressing room!” and u sent him ur nicest smile u could give

his eyes were still kinda wide open and u gave him one last look before turning around😢😢

BUT THEN HE SAID SOMETHING

“w-wait! actually.. um....uh.. do u.. do u guys have sweatpants..?”

u giggled to urself on the inside bc u knew he just made that up on the spot

“we do! here, follow me”

while u were showing him the clothes u guys had exchanged names and had some small talk

and that was the start of something very Beautiful

and since then he has been coming almost everyday to visit u at work 🤗🤗

JAY

jay swore he found new things about u to love every single day

and today wasnt an exception!!!!

u knew jay had been really tired and just worn out from work recently so u had decided to make him his favorite meal for dinner

a nice little surprise for when he got home ❤️

and also the anime he was watching ready on the tv for u two to watch together :(

u had literally been preparing all day and u even decided to go out and buy dessert too

AWESOMEST PERSON EVER U ARE!

it was 8pm already and jay should be getting home now

u set the table all neatly and put on one of his sweaters

AND WOULD U LOOK AT THAT HE GOT HOME AS SOON AS U WERE DONE

Fate 🔥🔥

romantic stuff like this wasnt really ur forte so this was out of the normal for u

but u wanted to do something for jay because he did stuff like this for u alot

the table isnt in view when u walk into the apartment so he wasnt able to see his dinner yet

“hi” you smile brightly and go up to hug him and give him a little kiss

he had his bad slung over one of his shoulders and he was taking his shoes off in the doorway after he closed it

“hey.. it smells pretty good in here” he gave you a tired smile while one of his arms was wrapped around your waist

“really? it smells normal to me” you giggled before walking to the kitchen area together

he stopped and looked at u with LITERAL HEARTS IN HIS EYES when he saw the table

jay: ❤️_❤️

“y/n..”

“surprise!!! you know im not good with words but i wanted to show you that i can cook” you laugh “and that i love you very much and im so proud of you”

jay doesnt say anything but instead drops his bag on the couch and gives u the Biggest Hug Ever

ur face is practically smushed in his chest and his hand is resting lovingly on ur hair :(((

he loves u so much im so sad

JAKE

“layla!!! layla where are you?” jake was yelling quite loudly in the massive park he was in the middle of

yeah jake lost layla.. uh oh

quite a coincidence you found the cutest dog you’d ever laid eyes on

and she seemed to love u very much

the dog had made u topple over and now she was excitedly playing with you while you were sat on the ground laughing to your hearts content

after a minute of playing you had got up because you knew she was somebodys lost dog and her owner was probably looking all over the park for her

“okay.. lets go find your owner before they have a heart attack” you giggle

just as you said that though, you heard a boys voice yell “LAYLA!!!!”

the dog next to you looked in his direction, tail wagging and tongue out, but she didnt move an inch from her spot next to you

it made me you laugh out loud

as you were watching the boy run up to you, you noticed how cute he actually was

Omg..... ur heart started beating a little faster

“hi..” the boy hunched over with his hands on his knees breathing very heavily “you have my dog”

“uh yeah” you laugh “sorry about that, she ran over to me a couple minutes ago and i was just about to go find her owner”

“its okay, thank you..” he trailed off to find out your name and finally looked up to meet your eyes

“y/n” you told him

“y/n” he repeated with a small grin on his face “im jake”

“hi jake” you lightheartedly give him your hand to shake and he chuckles before taking the offer

“and it was nice meeting you layla” you crouch down to meet her level and she licks your face making you fall on your butt

you laugh and jakes quick to help you up

“layla! thats not very nice” he jokingly scolds her and pets her head

after u got up u bid goodbye to the two before jake invited u to continue walking around the park AND HE EVEN BOUGHT U AN ICE CREAM

Is This A Date, Jake? 😫😫❤️❤️❤️❤️😳😛😛

SUNGHOON

“you should be more careful” you scold the boy sitting with you standing between his legs

sunghoon had apparently gotten elbowed in the face by his friend and scratched by his friends cat on accident????

“it wasn’t my fault! he turned around and i just happened to be in the way. and i didnt even do anything to the cat!” he whined

“i didnt say it was your fault. i said to be more careful.” you tried to sound stern

u knew ur logic was making no sense but u just thought it was so fun to mess with him

he let out a sigh and gave up, slouching over again

you were stood between his legs, wiping the blood away and applying ointment

“im just kidding, you’re so cute” one of your free hands comes up to rub his hair

a small grin pops up on his face and his arms come to rest on your waist

he looks up at you while you focus on tending to his wounds

and u guessed it WITH LITERAL HEARTS IN HIS EYES

❤️_❤️

“you know y/n” he begins

you hum in response, letting him know you’re listening

“im gonna marry you one day”

you freeze in your place

it took you a minute to collect yourself because you felt like your heart almost leaped out of your chest

“who says?” you joke

he leans up to give you a quick kiss on the lips before sitting back down

“me.”

SUNOO

you noticed sunoo had been really tired lately and u just wanted to make him feel better :((

the boys were going out and invited you two obviously but you could tell sunoo was iffy about going

“uhh..” you trail off and look over at sunoo who was laying on the couch

“you know what guys? i think me and sunoo are gonna stay home today.. you guys have fun though!” you bid goodbye to the other boys and they all understood and left

you dont even know if sunoo knew they had left already because when you walked over to him his tired eyes were glued on the tv

“hey” you leaned against the couch and looked down at him

“y/n? are we going soon?” his eyes move to the top of his head to look up at you

you start laughing and he literally goes 🤨???

“silly, they already left! so what do you wanna do?” you plop down next to him and he was in the process of sitting up

“what? when did they leave...” his mouth drops open

“like 2 minutes ago” you giggle, leaning back to rest your head

sunoo had sat still, pondering for a moment

“why did they leave us?” he turned to look at you

your eyes met his “well i figured you didnt wanna go... you didnt, right?”

he slowly shakes his head “how did you know?”

you give him a sneaky smile and jokingly push his arm “because i know you so well”

he laughs at this and leans his head on your shoulder

“wow y/n.. im impressed” he grins, snuggling into your arm

your other arm crosses over to pat him on the head, leaning your head to rest on top of his

“but thank you y/n..” his eyes slowly close to rest “im thankful for all the little things you notice about me”

u literally go 🥺

your hand goes down to squeeze his and he falls asleep peacefully on ur shoulder ☹️☹️☹️❤️

JUNGWON

“y/n..what is that” jungwons eyes can barely open as he tries to comprehend whats going on while hes waking up

you haphazardly tap around the bedside table trying to turn off the new alarm you set last night

and that new alarm was jungwon singing 🤗

“its you, dummy” your eyes were still closed but you turned to face jungwon and snuggled closer to him

“wha- where did you even get that???” he was almost fully awake now, staring down at your half asleep figure

you yawned before answering in your i-just-woke-up-and-i-should-probably-drink-some-water voice “remember when you sang me to sleep last week? yeah i was secretly recording you. no biggie” you pat his chest twice and leave your hand there, content with life at the moment Lol

“y/nnnn” he whines “change ittt i dont like it”

“you’re kidding.” you deadpan, shocked he would say such a thing!!! “jungwon you sound like an angel threw up on a field of flowers full of puppies and kittens! okay thats kinda weird maybe not that”

jungwon giggles a little and sits up so he can sit against the headboard while your head rests on his lap

“you like my singing that much?” you can hear the smile in his voice as he asks you

you finally pop one eye open to look up at him, a goofy grin in your face

“i love your singing”

his hands run through your hair and you let out a sigh at the feeling

jungwon doesnt say anything

all he does is admire you

you can feel his eyes on you so you open your eyes again (both this time🙏🏼) and meet his eyes

“i can feel you staring straight into the depths of my soul, jungwon”

he laughs at this, bring his other hand up to pinch your cheek

“i’ll sing for you whenever you want me to y/n”

NI-KI

“shut up sunghoon, hes sleeping” you whisper-scolded the boy

ni-ki was currently asleep on you

literally SPRAWLED all over your body and you were basically mummified

by nishimura riki

his legs were tangled in yours, his head shoved into your neck, and his arms were bent around you in ways you didnt know were humanly possible

“you literally have an alien taking a nap on you y/n” sunghoon deadpans before walking out the room

“when you’re asleep sunghoon i will send you into a spacecraft for the rest of your life so you can go see aliens for yourself”

“wowww im so scared y/n” the boy remarks and shuts the door

you half laugh and half scoff before turning your attention back to the ipad screen sitting on the bed infront of you

well

kind of infront of you because ni-ki’s acrobatic position was basically blocking the view

you were having a decent time watching the show playing, definitely not the most comfortable person on the planet at the moment

until you felt the body on top of you.. rumble?

you knew that feeling

ni-ki was laughing

HOW and WHY the hell was he laughing ?!!?!!?!

“what the hell?” you look down at him and his face is shoved near your shoulder but you caught a glimpse of his big smile

his laughter gets louder and you still dont have answers yet

“why are you laughing???? i thought you were sleeping?????” you try to push him off you but he was persistent in laughing in your shoulder (??)

after a couple minutes of you just letting this happen

ni-ki finally speaks!

“you’re so funny y/n” he finally pulls away from you and wipes his tears

“what are you even talking about... and how long were you awake, you sneaky kid” you poke his chest

he leans down again to hug your waist and start cuddling you again

“10 minutes”

“so you’re telling me i could’ve freed myself from that god awful demon EMBRACE you had me in 10 minutes ago???!!”

ni-ki starts laughing again and looks up at you

“thank you for threatening to send sunghoon to aliens for me y/n” he grins

you laugh, finally understanding what the boy had been going on about

“sunghoon deserved it”

#enhypenwriters #enhypen imagines #enhypen #enhypen scenarios #enhypen reactions #enhypen x reader #enhypen drabbles #enhypen fluff #enhypen fic #enhypen headcanons #jungwon imagines #heeseung imagines #sunghoon imagines #ni ki imagines #sunoo imagines #enhypen timestamps #enhypen imagine

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sugarakis-p2 · 2 years

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All Knights and day must die! Ch 16

Mothman Shigaraki is the new king, so much on his shoulders and wings. Nothing better than to use Ur (Aka Ur Name x reader) to relieve his stress as he plots to destroy the Order of the Azure rose.

Things are starting to calm down in the nest. He has kept you isolated and ignorant. He is trying hard to impress you, keep you safe, and close. In fact he's about to become in charge of your whole family, just the way he likes it. He also likes he will be your first blowjob! Yay! Even after he confessed what Maude did to him, regardless.

Warning: Sneaky delusional Mothman Shigaraki yandere. I like putting the dere in the yan, domestic possessive fluffy, cussing drinking, blowjob, and knotting!

@lovingbadguys @balanceisrelative @nut-in-me-jojo

Chapter 15< previous chapter

Chapter 16:

Shigaraki is weak.

You make him weak with your honeyed words and talented tongue. The shriek of playing children running around makes his antenna droop and cringe. Shigaraki looks at your cards, then over at Johns, who holds them out for him to inspect. One hand covering your eyes since he has learned you are a huge cheater at cards. With a single claw, he points at a card John should lay down.

"This is bullshit," Dabi gripes.

"Quiet, I'm trying to concentrate. We have this," Lyra scolds Dabi. It is her turn, and both Dabi and Shigaraki take another shot as Beth high pitch squeals when Kurogiri finds her hiding under his wings. She darts away. Shigaraki doesn't hate this, but he knows he can't give in too much to domestic contentment. At some point, this might get ripped away from him, so he needs to steel his heart. A few months ago when the stress started he didn't think he would get away with it for this long.

A few months ago, they couldn't find Maude's body.

"I had Jin make doubles of us, all of them drowned in shit!" Toga complained. Stroking poor Twice's ego as he babbled about so many dead.

"The smell of our waste underground is over-powering. We really need to figure something out for that. The other kings just ignored the problem," Mr. Compress adds. Unhelpfully in Shigaraki's opinion.

"Ur suggested I let Adam take charge of it. Not that I would if I can't find Maude's body," he hisses. Twice laughs.

"Cuz he could then come across the body? Problem solved then, right? Cuz she had an accident," Twice asked.

"Yeah, and this is why you're not the leader. They will find Maude with my handprint on her collar bone. I've seen enough corpses to know it will shine like a light when the body is found. I have already told Ur we sent her away to meet with some suitor. When she sees Adam or the kids again, they will compare notes," Shigaraki was about to give up on it. Lyra spoke first.

"If you tell her the truth, she may ask one of two questions. Why was she in the bathroom, or why didn't anyone tell her immediately? She will demand to find Maude right away and have the entire kingdom mucking through shit. If you are willing to do that and take the chances, she doesn't notice the collar bone. She will probably end up blaming herself for it. Maybe me too," Lyra says solemnly.

"Then let's do that!" Toga says. Shigaraki snarls.

"Rather, she is mad at me than herself. Their relationship was complex. She's carrying my grub, can't have her stressed at all. Accident or not, her reaction will be extreme. I just said no stress and I mean it," Shigaraki muses.

"Yeah, if she does notice the handprint with that new eye, she will be upset at you. That will ruin your needy plans. Don't beat yourself up. It's a kind of poetry Maude drowned in shit," Dabi said. Shigaraki didn't appreciate Dabi's rude manners. Shigaraki had created a plan while he laid awake with you.

"Everyone get rest and keep your mouth shut. I will punish Ur that will keep her from her family for a couple of months," He rasps slowly, idly scratching his own ruff. Shigaraki turns to leave. He will reward them all later for their loyalty. Dabi followed, with Lyra trailing behind. He stops, feeling their presence behind him. He stills, reeling on them, "What are you doing?"

"You're going to see Adam?" Lyra asked. Shigaraki stared at her eyes, shifting between her and Dabi. He laughed and cupped her face. She screamed and flinched.

"Are you concerned for me, little sister? No worries. We are going to have fun and be a family after this. Aren't you looking forward to it? Have you heard of game night? I'm looking forward to when you are swollen with child," Shigaraki laughs. Lyra shudders. Shigaraki figured out a way to torture both of them, "I am so glad we are family because I ask that you watch the children while Adam is busy and my mate is with me. You can do that for me?"

"Naturally," Dabi says. Shigaraki won't let him see how disappointed he is at Dabi's response. Kurogiri sends Shigaraki to Adam's while the others head back to their own nest. Dabi sighs and stares at Lyra. She fidgets under his gaze.

"You've been so much more well behaved," Dabi said suddenly to her. Wrapping an arm around her middle, she assumed to fly them back to their nest but it was to pull her close and inhale the scent of her hair, "So, sweet lately. Is it because you want to stay? Have you stopped trying to flee back to Order? Warn them about the scary Mothmen? Are you punishing yourself because of what you did to your friend?" Lyra stiffens in his arms and stares at him in disgust. Her lower lip trembles.

"You are too observant, Dabi," she lets out a breathy sob. A single tear starts to slide down, and he catches it on his tongue, causing her to jerk. With his knuckle, he prevents her from looking away from him.

"I am so pleased my shrew is finally tamed. All it took was you betraying the only one that has ever treated you like a friend," he purred. Lyra's eyes glistened, breath hitching, and she trembled against him, "Don't worry. We are lifemates now. I can't risk my ability to fight. Now that you carry my mark, it would be harder to stay away if we mated again. But after you help me get my revenge, we'll make a grub together. We just have to keep each other's secrets."

"I never will," she spat out, leaving the words hanging in the air. Braver sounding than she felt inside, she is shaking in fear and anger at herself. The emotions sparing in her body for the first time in her life, she loses her single-minded conviction. Licking at another tear.

"I never will, is a perfect depiction of you, Lyra. If you wonder why I have never done anything about your pathetic dream of being the savior of the Orders? It's because you lack the ability to convince anyone to follow you. You are an annoying fly in the ointment meant to be scooped out and tossed aside to everyone else. You only matter to Ur and me. We are your people. Keep that in mind around the children and Ur. Remember that during her next visit. Because of you, he is confiding in me less. Threatening my status. Not a good idea, Lyra. I hope you understand we're in this together. Let's go home, tiny partner," he coos. Spreading his wings, he takes flight, enjoying how her small heart hammers against him.

You wake while Shigaraki is still asleep. Feeling awful about how much drama and problems you caused him, you reach over for healing salve. Gently dabbing his harsher wounds. When he wakes, you will try to convince him to see a doctor. Shifting to put the cream away, you feel a panicked grip on your leg.

"Where go?" he hisses in broken language. Too tired to think of the words. His eyes filled with rage that you would dare set a finger outside of the nest. You better behave after the day he's had dealing with your insane brother. Adam liked to mess with him. He knows it. You smile and wiggle the ointment at him, letting it drop in the basket next to the nest.

"It's ok. I'm right here and not going anywhere. I'm worried about your wounds. Let's visit a healer," you soothe. He looks down and sees the glistening of the medicine. His ire softens, feeling your fingers work their way in his ruff, kissing over his face.

"Not that bad. Come here, kiss better if worried," Shigaraki chirped.

"A few, but then you should rest," you say, pampering him. You stroke over his hair, brushing with your fingers and sending tingles of pleasure through him. Embracing him and mumbling how much you love him. He wasn't expecting how eager you are to make him happy. It was twisting feelings in him that made him confront memories.

Asking him permission to leave the nest for any reason. Paying constant attention to him, letting him take pleasure in your body, you played games with him and made it a real challenge even when you clearly wanted to end it. Read a variety of books to him and continued with the ones he liked. You didn't argue when he told you that you would be punished for leaving the nest and seeing his master. Two months without your family.

You looked sad, then spent the time asking questions about him that he avoided like the plague. About a week in, you ask about your family. A painful needle began to stab at his heart. This is all he has ever wanted, and you are trying to give him more. He felt fear and guilt. It enraged him. He feels the needles dig in a little deeper whenever he leaves to return to you.

He's resting his head in your lap while you are reading a raunchy story to him. He is nude, the tip of his cock poking through the fluffy groan fur. He built a fire up enough to keep you from freezing in winter, even though he views it as too hot now. Stopping before the good part of the story. His eyes shoot open to stab daggers in you. You giggle at him, and he gives a sly smile back.

"Better keep reading," he threatens.

"I wanted to talk. Wait. What will you do if I stop? Mate with me? I don't think you will," you tease. You know he will go soft at mentioning what you want to talk about.

"Think I won't mate with Ur cause you stop. Ur is wrong," he rasps. Sitting up and quickly pouncing on you. Lifting the nightshirt to kiss and lick over your belly. He insists you are getting bigger. You tell him it is because he is stuffing you with food. He still claims it's because you are pregnant with his grubs. You squeal with your feel his tongue squirm in your belly button.

"Stop it! Ha, ha! NO! I wanted to talk to you about my family," you shriek, smacking at the lump under your shirt. He pulls his head out, his hair sparking from static as it stands on end. You laugh, but he does not look amused.

"It to ask about a visit? Cause no. Regardless," he says. That is a new word he has been working into every conversation. You give him sad eyes and pout.

"I know, but I want to know how they are doing," you sulk. You can see it. Shigaraki going to give in. He lowers his head and gives you a sly look.

"Little larva told me about Yule. I got them a (snarls and chitters)." He stops. Getting up to go to the little book he writes notes in. Quickly flipping through pages, he twitches his antenna in satisfaction, "P-p-puppy. Puppy. I got them a puppy. Stubby legs. They named him Mochi-Chan, regardless."

"They got a puppy! And I missed Yuletide! If I had known, I would have stayed in the nest!" You wailed. Kicking your feet in a faux tantrum. He thought it was cute as he came over to nuzzle your neck. You hunch your shoulders up to hide your neck from him. He bullies his way in to give you dry kisses with his scratchy lips.

"Puppy and larva will be there when punishment is over," he reassures, his voice muffled as you capture his face between your shoulder and head.

"I know, but it's not the same. How about Maude? Is she ok?" you ask timidly. He yanks away his head to stare at you suspiciously.

"What care?" he huffs, wrapping his arms around you.

"You know why. I want Maude to forgive me already," you say when Shigaraki rises to paces in irritation.

"She should sorry you! Fuck!" he spats, followed by tense hissing and chittering.

"I know. But things," you start to have him cut you off.

"She not think of you. She gone. Make own family!" he says with a strange flutter, "Adam gone too. Went to find Emo-Jean." Shiggy does that. He always throws in something to make you forget the first. It's not going to work on you, not this time.

"She wasn't always like that. You have no idea what Maude has done for me," you snap at him. He almost snaps back, telling you exactly how much Maude thought of you when she sucked his cock. He whirls on you, your expression twisted in worry, which gives him pause.

"Then who is watching the little ones?" You ask in a panic. That was the only thing that stopped his strange behavior. He buzzes and coos for you to sit back down.

"It is all right. Magne, Mr. Compress, Dabi with Lyra, Kurogiri, Toga, and Twice, and I have been watching. They never alone. Not once have human children been so cared for in hive before. Elites whined at first. But now they seem to like seeing me with babies. Think I won't kill them. Joke on them," he rasps. He starts pressing himself on you. Wanting to feel you in his arms, warm and inviting. Give yourself to him, offering up your everything. You sigh at him and shake your head.

"How did you convince Adam? He loathes Imogene," you asked him before you would give in. He has been cagey and huffy when you ask him about your family. You are getting frustrated and want answers. He senses it and gives in a little.

"I promised foreman position with mines and latrine canals," he begrudgingly tells you. You light up. Maude had told you all about that and Adam's plans. He was surprised how easily that one sentence made you happy. Now that is needling at him too. Why are you satisfied that your brother got a foreman position? He will wait until your guard is down to ask.

He didn't want to give in. He asked why several times, and what Adam was saying was too confusing. Using human words, he did not know, but the black mark of the curse looked like it was moving while they were negotiating.

He was exhausted emotionally and physically. He wanted to get back to you and cement your relationship. So, he agreed and tried to forget about it. Anything to get him out of the house. Every day they go into the mansion and tear it apart for that damn letter. They still haven't found it.

"Oh, Shiggy! You are the best. So sweet to all of us," you gush. You can't help yourself. You love him. He has become the man you never dared hope for. You kiss him. Praise him and tell him you love him. He tells you those are silly female words, and he is above your praise. But you see he is smiling when he turns his head away, trembling under your touch, the sharp chirps. He can't fool you in this.

You demand, pushing him down to straddle, showing him just how excited and happy you are. Straddling him and rocking your clothed sex over his lap. He groaned into your mouth, growing hard under you, passionately kissing him. He stops you, and you growl at him.

"You want to rough for grub," he snarls. Lifting your giggling wriggling body to dominate you. You let him as long as you get to look in his eyes. Pulling off the eye patch so he can look you in your eyes. This was one of the few moments he was gentle with you.

Raising your legs and propping you on pillows to watch him lick your tender, sweet pussy. You have to cover your mouth with your hand. His tongue is so long he is already halfway in, and he still has so much more to push in you. You are watching him slowly push his tongue in and get heated and wet by it. He's grinning, watching you squirm and suppress cute noises. He used this tactic several times in the past months.

You are starting to ask more questions about Maude and Adam when two months go by. Shigaraki has become concerned; Adam should have been back by now. Kurogiri had placed him in Sedge's land like he had asked and has not heard from him since. They had not found Maude or her fucking letter. Extreme measures needed to be taken. Maude inspired him, so he will give her that. He felt slight guilt at how happy you were that he ended your punishment a few days early. Which led him here at game night with all the little ones playing with the puppy.

He is bothered that Dabi seems to be taking everything in stride. He was really hoping to torture both of them with social activity. He doesn't think he has ever seen Lyra so well behaved. Not only does he hate it, but he also doesn't trust it, and it makes him itchy. Lyra made a good move.

"So, now that you are life mated, when grub, regardless?" he asks. You stiffen in his lap. Lyra is life mated to Dabi? You look at her, and she seems like she wants to have the earth swallow her. Dabi appears pleased as punch.

"Lifemate?" You question. Lyra looks like she is about to cry. Cheeks flushed with shame. You want to reach out and comfort her. But things are very off. Both the males are trying to give the appearance they are getting along; however, the twitches and lines of stress fissure tell you otherwise.

"Soon. Lyra can't get enough. Won't it be cute if our children form a mate bond? Ur is so lucky. Maude is pregnant too, yes?" Dabi says. The air suddenly becomes tense, dangerous as Lyra holds her cards in a white-knuckled grip. You don't want to talk about Maude or the lie of her fake pregnancy. You swallow, about to reply when Dabi speaks up again, "Strange. Don't remember her taking a partner while there. Would remember. Since I partook so much."

Shigaraki's body becomes strained under you and paler, feeling the hate radiating off him towards Dabi. The sense that you no longer playing a friendly card game is very evident. Two predators have squared up, you and Lyra in the middle. You force yourself to laugh.

"She said it was from a John before you arrived. Maude was so grateful you showed up. I'm so grateful. You both are so amazing. Congratulations! We will have to do this more often," you say with all the faux enthusiasm you can muster. Lying about Maude because you don't want to open that can of worms in front of Lyra. Both males preen at your praise, fluffing their ruffs while staring at each other.

Seeming to have sold it good enough, you look to Lyra, who squirms under your gaze, but she is thanking you with her eyes. You have so much you want to tell her, hoping that she will still stay despite the school burned down. You know Lyra is a true friend that has been there for you. Dabi might be awful. He has only ever been flirty or indifferent after that one incident.

"Yessss," Shigaraki hissed, "We will have to do more couple activities." Shigaraki pretends excitement at the horrid notion of spending more time with them. He was still mad at Lyra and Dabi, but he enjoyed the new torture of reminding Lyra every moment he could that she was blood bound to Dabi.

"Sounds great! Can't wait!" Dabi exclaims, calling Shigaraki's bluff. The atmosphere in the room is building in pressure. You are worried the men will blow at any moment.

"I, for one, am so happy for you. Why don't we celebrate? Do you still have any of that blue lotus, and we brought several bottles of some fine liquor," you announce.

This eased the stress, and both men became more relaxed. Shigaraki and Dabi still wouldn't let you and Lyra have a moment alone to talk. Anytime Lyra opened her mouth Dabi was right there to be sure anything she said was benign. Shigaraki thoroughly annoyed you by not letting you drink or smoke or do anything.

"Children smoke this stuff back at my village," you whined.

"They are not you. Besides, Dabi's spit is all over it. Indirect kiss, regardless," he growled, nuzzling your hair, overly touchy. You don't tell him that you have shared a cigarette with Dabi before. As for Dabi, he gave you a knowing look, teasing he might tell. You're sure Shigaraki would be more unbearable if he knew. Lyra looked dazed as she laughed at the cards. Shigaraki growls, shaking his head when you try to convince Lyra to make you feel drunk with her spell. He lets everyone else have fun but not you because you are pregnant.

John signs with his hands that 'adults are weird,' and you agree. Shigaraki signs that he should pay more attention to the cards. That surprised you and impressed you, but you are still angry. They all start teasing you about it, which you hate, but it is nice to see everyone getting along.

When it's time to take the children home, everyone gets along and is happy. You don't know what all that was about between Shigaraki and Dabi. If you ask, he will tell that you are reading more into it than there was. But that seemed to pass after tonight.

You and the children stood in front of what was left of the smoldering mansion. You felt numb while all your sisters cried. Peter buried his face in the cape of your jacket while he silently wept. He was trying so hard to be brave. John's face was in a tight scowl as if expecting this. You know how he feels. Of course, this happened to you and your family. Don't cry. Don't scream and shout. You are the oldest here, you tell yourself. You don't want to think of what might have happened if the kids weren't with you. You stood there while Shigaraki took over.

"Don't worry, little mate. We will hunt down the arsonist," he rasps, caressing your cheeks. Not liking that new gleam in your eye. He turns from you to the others, "Kurogiri, take little ones to Dabi's. He has plenty of free nests for the day. Stay with them. Little ones come here. Today you will be with Dabi. No more cry. We will take care. Tomorrow you will be living with us."

"They will?" you ask. Surprised. You embrace Shigaraki, the children joining you.

"Yes. Tunnels are vast, regardless. They live in the left wing. Renovate the bathroom." He felt you stiffen. Confirming you did help with that damn tunnel. He learned inane farming and hunting metaphors from listening to you and Maude prattle on ceaseless about it. He hates these little reminders you came from a backwater hellhole. He is setting traps.

A strange feeling was bubbling up in him as you and your backwater family thanked him, praised him, and loved him. It has been a long time. He feels happy, overpowering his hate. It was disturbing. This was a good plan.

Unable to find the letter and Adam's disappearance, forced him to seek Dabi's help. While you and the children were distracted, Kurogiri opened a portal. Dabi slipped his hand through and let loose. He needed to free up members of the League he could trust, destroy the letter, and oversee the whole family. His family. Wrapping his wings around them possessively, they shared a moment where they felt like the family they lost and wanted. This was the best plan. He chirped and broke the hug first.

The next night you wanted to pick through the ashes of the mansion to see if you could find things for the children while the human construction workers renovated the left wing for the little ones. He hated to admit it, the humans may be weaker than Mothmen, but they are more skilled at labor. The entire wing would be finished in a few hours. He ignored your request and took everyone to the snow-covered hilltop where he was found, and their date was interrupted.

It will be the last of the snow before he had to leave. The children, never seeing snow, forgot about the dumb mansion and played. Toga and Twice helped watch them. You reached up and caressed his cheek.

"Thank you for this," you say. All of him melts to you, apparent tension easing, as he wraps himself around you, "But you didn't need to burn down their home for us to live together."

He almost gave himself away, but he cocked his head as you studied him. He knows this game of cat and mouse. He plays it all the time and is much better at it than you are.

"Talk crazy. Not want little ones. Loud and louder," he huffs. Satisfied you apologize. Yes, he must admit you are not as innocent as he ordinally thought. But you are still more innocent than him, and that's enough. Before you open your mouth again, you watch your siblings play for a moment longer, very much aware of Shigaraki's warm body.

"I want to be a real queen for you. This has proven to me that we are not united as a people. If someone burned down our mansion, then Maude wasn't wrong. Let the people see us together more often. I will work harder. I want to build a daycare and a library in place of the school. Maude might have been right about that. Children are the key, though. I'm sure of it. And knowledge should be made available, at their own discretion at least. Let's make a speech together at the Spring Eostre celebration," you suggest.

"Spring Eostre celebration?" It took his culture a few moments to adjust to the human's need to celebrate the seasons. But the mothmen quickly adapted to the human's whimsical entertainment.

"All those chicken and ducks are for laying eggs. We decorate them. Hide them and then have a giant treasure hunt for the eggs. We get dressed up and dance. Eat a meal of eggs and rabbit stew together. Then at night after the dance we….mate….with our partners. As a prayer to Eostre, she will hopefully bless the village with large crops and many babies," you tell him. He trilled, pleased at this. Not at the primitive worship. But all the mating and mating symbolism would be a big hit among his kind. Yes, they will have a huge celebration.

"Mate, in public?" He asked. That would make sense to him. He knows you are shy, so it would surprise him if that was the case. You were also a virgin when he took you. An annual orgy seems unlikely.

"What no!" you tell him. Shifting uncomfortably in his lap. He considered it, nodding his approval.

"Yes, you will have everything. We will force these fools to unite in the fun. Although we will have to add Mothmen traditions. Yes?" He answers.

"I think that would be a great idea," you say brightly.

"Yes, orgy. Put all grubs to bed, then large orgy. Show people how together we are," he says in your ear. Like the massive moth pervert, you suspected him of being. You stand up and play with your brothers and sisters. It feels great hurtling snowballs at each other. Twice never seemed to tire. You leave them to it as you go back to Shigaraki, snuggling yourself to his lap as he holds you to him, resting his chin on your head.

"I know I shouldn't have talked to your master, but I feel closer to you. I would not be so arrogant to draw a comparison between our lives. I used to have nightmares about my family dying. Being left alone as one after the other starved. I would follow Maude and Adam, feeling anxious when I couldn't see them, always wanting to please Maude for her attention. Her criticism hurt, leaving me feeling unworthy of love. Maybe that's why I craved it so desperately. I could never make her happy. I thought I would be alone, and that filled me with bitterness. When I first met you, I didn't think I wanted to commit to you and your world. Just survive, then move on. I always feel on edge, waiting for something to go wrong. But you changed. I think I could be better and change when I'm with you. I can be stronger. I can make you happy. I love you," you say fast, not looking at him. It was hard for you to say, 'I love you now that you mean it. You now know for sure you mean it. Feeling embarrassed, waiting for him to laugh or get angry at you.

Instead, he squeezes his eyes shut in pain. Burying his face in your hair and neck, wings and antenna quivering. His chest hitching as he presses you too tight to him.

"Mine. My mate. I love you. Happy already," he hiccupped. You felt moisture on your neck. You twist to look at him to see if what you doubted was true. Was he crying? You didn't want to make him cry, "I did you wrong. Hate Maude. I didn't know. Didn't want to mate. I love you."

He choked at the end. Almost telling you all of it. But he couldn't. Just couldn't when you confessed you could be destroyed by his actions. You put your heart in his hands, and like you, he was on edge. He would crumble it, and you would leave him. He already regretted telling you about mating with Maude. He doesn't know why he told you. It poured out of him uncontrollably.

"No lie. No wanted. Maude tricked and forced. I love you. Only my perfection. Love you," he rasped. Why does it keep spewing from his mouth? He clamped his mouth shut, petting your hair before moving down to kiss where his grub was growing. He was pawing over you in desperation. Would you try to run away?

"I know. Maude told me what she did to you. But you have lied and kept secrets from me. I asked you bluntly, and you didn't trust me. I know it's hard, but we need to start being the unified rulers if we are to be an example to our family. That's how I feel about it. They are not just people from my village and mothmen. They are all a part of my family, and we need to stick together," you assert.

More confident than you feel. He's frozen with narrowed, angry eyes. Doubting if what he heard was correct. When he just stared at you with that confused glassy-eyed expression. You continued, "And I want to suck you and ride you. I'm so mad that you think of Maude and won't let me do it. I wonder if you think I'm ugly."

He was quickly wiping his face clean. Your words made him flinch in disgust. His shoulders and wings bounced with his hissy laughter. Which didn't make you feel better at all. You almost screamed at him to run away to have an epic tantrum that would rival Shigaraki's. You gave him that chilling look, the one you use as a warning you will ignore him under any threat if he keeps up whatever he is doing.

"You could never be ugly. I like your eyes. Why think I take off each time on top? Why kisses each night? Ur perfection. My mate. I was mixed up for a while. No more. If mate wants to work to please, it's ok. I will suffer and take," he says with large eyes. Teasing you. The joking and playing with you was still new.

"Can I suck you now?" you ask in your most serious voice. A shudder went through him.

"Here? Now?" His deep rich voice wrapped around you. You giggle at him. You were going to tell him that you are just fucking with him. But you stopped yourself when you realized that yes. You want to claim him and snatch that away from Maude.

"Not in front of the kiddies," you start. When Shigaraki quickly rises and shouts, it's time to go home. To a chorus of groans and griping siblings who wanted to play more in the cold snow. Damn, they looked like they were freezing.

"Quit whining! Time to go!" you shouted at them. Everyone jumped in fear, and Toga and Jin fell in line until they remembered they were adults.

"Big sissy can be scary," Jan said quietly. You wrangled them to the nest, avoiding the tiled bath with the tunnel in it at first. Not knowing if it was found won't alter anything. You looked in and noticed the smell was gone. That was all you needed to know. The siblings were more excited about this than you thought they would be.

It wasn't far from where you and Shigaraki slept, but it ensured privacy for both. The construction and interior team made it into a natural human-like home. Kurogiri would be staying with them while you went back to your nest. Surprised to find a double door installed on the front. One with metal bars on the outside, an ornate wooden one on the new inside, and a reinforced frame. You sigh mentally. This was not good.

You yelp as he lifts you and carries you to the nest. Cradling you against him, eyes filled with lust and adoration. Laying you down with utmost care, he kisses your belly some more.

"Mine. Will be such a good mommy. Love you," he rumbled. You are dubious. Yelling at your siblings doesn't equate to being good a mommy, but you will take it.

His loud purrs rumbled at your core. After the bathroom and the door, you are scared to continue. He looks at you with desire, no anger, as he pulls off his winter furs. You undress, and he hisses with sharp clicking of his teeth in disapproval. He has become more patient but also more insistent on doing everything for you like you are an invalid. You finish quickly before he can stop you and giggle when he swoops on you.

Nuzzling and licking. Wings beating, quivering in a rhythmic pattern. When he stops suddenly, inhaling your scent, screwing up his face.

"You don't have to suck. Happy to lick and mount," he rasps.

"Where's this coming from? I want to play with my gift, remember?" He flutters with a low growl, twitching his antenna in agitation as he remembers the human words.

"Can smell your worry. If worried about knot, will warn. Want Ur. Only Ur," he replied as best he could. He does want this. He wants to rid Maude from his mind, but not if it upsets his sweet pregnant mate. You shake your head no at him.

"I was thinking of something else. I'm sorry," you say quickly. He snorts in disgust.

"Not good mate if I can't make excited first," he mumbles, his dry lips grazing the flesh of your belly. The tip of his antenna caresses and tickles your hard nipple as the slight prickle of his claws brushes up your inner thigh.

"Mine. All mine," he hisses. Sending tingles of pleasure dancing up your spine. You moan, sitting up quickly and blocking his face. Cheeks heated with desire. He looks up at you with wonder, carefully taking off your eye patch to look at the night sky in your eye. He's staring at your eyes. The stark contrast between them makes him feel like he's getting lost in them. Windows to the soul is the saying, and when he looks in your, he feels safe and loved like a true saying, "Soul like the mother moon."

"I'm ready," you pant. It is more of a command. Your heart racing from his sweet words. No one has ever said anything so precious to you. His cheeks redden, sitting up and undoing the laces of his pants for you. You can wait. Aggressively you dive for his ties and undo them the rest of the way, shoving him back, hard on his heels, pushing his knees apart. Surprised and growing hard, he chirps and whimpers.

Eyes wide, the thin scarlet rings around large dark pools. Chest heaving, nostrils flair as his cock springs free, smacking you on the face. Jerking in surprise, you smile and giggle as he attempts to call this off. He looks scared again, like the first time you rode him. You quickly grip his shaft, stilling him under your harsh touch.

"Mine," you snarl. His wings tremble, cheeks turning redder as three sharp chirps escape him. He slaps his hand over his mouth as he starts to wriggle again. You won't let him. He's yours. You roll your tongue over the hoop and taste his precum with a timid lick. He hisses like you burned him. His cock growing hotter and larger, the veins up the sides throb. He tastes like salty musk melon, "You taste good, Onii-chan."

He gulps a sharp intake of air, snarling as he looks away from you, "Don't say such stupid things." He mumbles, still watching you from the corner of his eye. You are not a timid little virgin this time, wrapping both hands around his length even though you have no idea what you are doing. It annoys you that everything you know about it is from Maude. You catch the head of his cock with your mouth, wrapping your lips around his girth. Slicking your hands with your salivating mouth and his precum. Stroking over him while you suck.

His flavor flooded your mouth. So much leaked from the tip while you licked and played with his piercing. Your tongue explores what makes his twitch. The noises from him were so new, alien with sharp clicks and suppressed chirping. A muscle ticking in his jaw, eyes squeezed shut, primal and melting into a mess.

His muscles bulge when he white-knuckle grips the nest, breaking several branches. You try to take him deeper. The metal and flood of precum make you jerk away in a choking coughing fit. Tension releases as he takes huge, gulping breaths.

"Enough," he hisses. Moving to pull his dick away since he is hurting you. Smacking his hands away, you hiss back at him.

"Do I have to tie you up? Let me have my fun," you say hoarsely. The way he freezes, his mouth dropping open, his cock drooling more fiercely, he really wishes you would. You will save that for later. Right now, you will teach him who his mate will always be. You force him back in your mouth. Determined to take as much of him as possible.

Leaving them there to adjust your throat, forcing it to relax while you swallowed his cum. He cums buckets. Drinking all of it seems unlikely. Shigaraki gropes for his gloves. He feels lost in ecstasy. The contracts of your throat muscles are milking. Then you begin moving, killing him softly. He melts. He barely has time to get the gloves on as you move along his thickness.

Arching up to your mouth, he pants and grunts. Taking as much of his length as you can inside. Stroking him with your hands when you pull back for a breath. He's so large you can't breathe through your nose. Teasing your tongue along every inch of his member before sucking the broad head back in your mouth. Your lips stretched around him.

Thighs tenses, toes curling, wings dancing, he hitches his breath and chokes back growls and chirps. Desperation is roiling inside both of you. Sliding a hand down between your own thighs, you rub yourself. Teasing your swollen clit, circling in a frenzy as you chase, feeling the bliss building and reverberating between eh two of you as you suck harder.

Like a savage animal, flicking the tip. Shigaraki's reaction to your touch, vibrating, makes you feel powerful. He lightly thrusts to your mouth, holding back. His claws tangle in your hair as he helps with slow, powerful rolls of his hips. You loosen your sore jaw, and he goes a little further in your bulging throat.

Grinding against your own hand, closing your eyes to let him fuck your mouth. Your about to cum, feeling his pulse, shoving your head more on his length before he thinks better of it. He says soothing, mixed with both languages, and as he harshly pulls you away.

A burst of cum shoots down your throat in such hot fast pulsing you do have to release him to breathe. He splashes all over your face and chest. You keep squeezing him of every last tangy drop. You smack your nipple with his cock to see him jolt. You laugh gruffly, throat sore from your first time. You look up at him, radiating love.

"look what you did. You made a mess of me," you rasp. You stop giggling when you see his angry expression.

With snarls and the beating of wings, you don't know what is happening until you feel the sting of Shigaraki pumping himself into you to his fat knot. Manically rutting. He has wrapped himself around you, drool dripping from his fangs as he pins you under him.

"Mess of you! Ur….. (inaudible clicks)…..MINE! Kill…kill….(inhuman growl with chirps)… killed me….(chittering with a trill)….. love. No me…. (clicks)….without Ur!" He roars. He screws you for hours. Too tired to perform aftercare, he rolls off you, struggling for air with a pleased expression.

"I love you," you pant. He purrs and keens, weakly pulling you to him, encasing you in his wings. You can see the firelight leaping and dancing through his wings. Highlighting all the strange details you've never seen before. His wings are scaly and are defiantly darkening to an inky at the base. His light blue ruff whitened at the roots.

"You didn't have these colors before. Do all mothmen change color?" You asked.

"Don't worry about it," he says cryptically. Means you should worry about it. You remember suddenly as an afterthought. Wanting to get this over with while he's in a good mood and just lied to you.

"Shiggy about the bathroom. It was me. It was just me," you lie to him with the devotion of Lyra in mind. He stiffens, sighs, then smiles.

"I'm glad you are so honest with me. Another month," he said. You are confused. Shigaraki really has changed. Something like that in the past would have gotten you punished in some horrid way. You nod, determined to be his perfect mate. You will take a mild punishment. It will be another month of pampering him and pretending you don't have legs or arms, "And a doctor's visit. You are already showing, and it is not just 'fat,' I am concerned the child is growing too quickly."

You don't want to see that nasty doctor. He gives you the creeps. You saw a painting of his inside the master's room, and that was enough to let you know the kind of man he is. But you nod, agreeing to anything. He nuzzles and coos. Shigaraki loves his sweet little mate. You are a liar, but at least he knows it's because you are still the sweet naïve thing he couldn't resist, to begin with. Helping others who don't deserve it.

"Will have to go to village to meet with allies. Afterward, we will be moving hive," he informs gently. He is falling back into old habits and decides he will work on that right now, "War is coming. Need sweet mate and grub safe."

"I have already had the girls move from making clothes to battle leather and under armor quilting," you say absently, drifting to sleep.

"Fuck. I love you. Ur perfection," he snarls as he drifts with you.

You make him weak, but there is strength in that weakness.

Chapter 17

Writers notes:

chapter 17 is a 17.5 for a Easter special that will be late to personal family stuff...this will some of the last fluffy chapters.

I would love comments (thrive on them), but I will be happy with little heart if you are shy. They are always appreciated.

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home workout | bokuto koutarou x gn!reader

“i’d let you do- do anything. anything you wan’ to me. i’m yours. all- all,” his voice raised a few octaves as the inside of your thighs brushed past his cockhead, “yours. all yours.”

warnings: 18+, sub!bokuto, jealous!reader (i mean who wouldn’t be when bokuto, your goddamn boyfriend, is perceived by other people the fuck), also lowkey possessive!reader, lotsa licking and sucking, nipple play, some praise (from reader) and some begging, brief mention of dacryphilia, kinda soft at the end

w/c: 1.5k sheesh

a/n: bokuto brainrot has me in literal tears. him being completely clueless to people flirting w him cus he doesn’t recognize romance from anyone but you has me so soft. i luv this man w my whole heart !!!!! ALSO THANKS FOR ALL THE LOVE ON THE BAKUGO FIC I JUST ABOUT SHIT MY PANTS WOOWWOWO

you weren’t an idiot. you knew that your boyfriend was attractive in literally every aspect of the word. he was sweet, patient, and kind, and what he lacked in academic smarts was made up tenfold in his emotional maturity and ability to read people. big and beefy, bokuto was all yours and all you wanted to stay trapped within his arms forever. unfortunately, to maintain the figure you adored so much and stay in shape for the volleyball season, he had to leave the four walls of your shared bedroom far more than you liked, having a daily obligation to spend a few hours at the gym.

once again, you weren’t an idiot. the few times that your work schedule and his training schedule aligned, you’d been able to work out together. and despite your knowledge of just how good-looking bokuto was and the fact that other people could perceive him (much to your chagrin) you were shocked at just how much people shamelessly flirted with him.

cute girls with matching leggings and sports bras practically clung to his biceps, gushing about how strong he was and how he could probably pick them up with just one hand. their incessant giggling, mesmerizing hair twirling, and teasing touches pissed you off to no end, and you’d tug your boyfriend away before their breasts got too close to him for your liking.

something else you noticed was that, no matter how blatantly obvious the girls seemed to be, the guys were somehow worse, flirting through terms you couldn’t even understand. they compared deadlift weights, bicep curls, hip thrusts; you gritted your teeth thinking about whether they’d ever compared cock sizes in the locker room—you wouldn’t put it past those thirsty gym rats. sneaky bastards.

and bokuto, of course, was oblivious to it all. how could you blame him—he was so used to being adored! you knew that, to him, all of their praises paled in comparison to yours, but you couldn’t help but feel jealous. he was all yours—should be all yours—and you hated sharing him with the world.

you woke up saturday morning with a ringing in your ears, hand smacking the nightstand trying to turn off that god-awful alarm noise, bleary eyes barely able to focus on the text notification from your boyfriend.

[5:33 AM] kou: gm babe!!!! i didnt wanna wake u up cus u looked so peaceful! im heading to the gym rn. text me when ur up! love uu

[5:34 AM] kou: should be home around 9!! gym bud wants to show me something so i might be a little late for breakfast.

just to reiterate, you weren’t an idiot. for all the annoying flirting you noticed when you were with bokuto, there was no doubt in your mind that there must be a lot more when he was at the gym alone, which, unluckily for you, was most of the time since he was a freakin’ pro athlete and all.

you couldn’t prevent the pool of envy from swirling in your gut. gym bud? are you serious? who could that be? the girl with the arm tat or the dude with the dreads? no, maybe its that yoga instructor with the ass—

you shook your head, clearing your brain. you’d be here for hours if you went through everyone at that stupid gym that had ever shown interest in bokuto. the clock read 9:53 AM and the green flame in your body only burned brighter. just as you were about to call him and ask where he was, the front door slammed open.

“babe! i’m home!”

you silently put your phone down, teeth still clenching in jealousy. for some reason, hearing his voice only exacerbated the tension in your shoulders. you needed him. now.

“babe?” his voice creeped closer as he tread through the hallway towards the room. “you up?”

you peeked your head out of the doorframe, cheery voice masking your devilish intentions, “kou!"

his eyes brightened as he made eye contact with you and flashed his trademark smile. “hey! what’s u-” he took in the mischievous glint in your eyes “-p?”

you grabbed his burly forearm, yanking him behind you and walking towards him, forcing him to stumble and fall back on the bed. “wait! i’m all gross and sweaty,” he said, “gym showers were broke-”

“i don’t care. take off your shirt.”

“wow, someone’s eager. missed me that much?”

“watch it,” you glared. “i’m not in the mood, kou.”

he gulped at the dominance radiating from your voice, scrambling to take off the t-shirt that stretched between his pecs perfectly. with the fabric off and throw haphazardly to the side, he looked to you expectantly, the epitome of innocence.

your eyes wandered over his sculpted chest, the remnants of a soft sheen of sweat from his workout making it shine in the sunlight pouring through the blinds. your heart stuttered in your chest—he looked like an angel. coupled with the way with his bottom lip was tucked under his front teeth and the wide, anticipating look in his eyes, fuck. you almost smiled how blessed you felt in that moment, to see him in such a raw, alluring position, before a jarring thought caused your lips to twitch back into a frown.

everyone else can see him, too.

your eyes hardened. maybe they can see him all big and strong, you thought, but they’ll never get to see him like this: submissive.

and so fucking sensitive.

within an instant, your lips were latched on the soft spot above his collarbone, causing him to whimper in pleasure. you continued to travel along his throat, slowly working your way to the other side of his neck and crossing back to nibble at his adam’s apple.

you unexpectedly pulled away, drawing a short whine from him, before repositioning yourself so that you were straddling his outstretched legs. slowly, starting from the hem of his shorts, you dragged your tongue between the ridges of his abs, moving up towards his pecs, tasting the saltiness of his sweat and feeling the muscles tense underneath.

“fuck,” he groaned. as your lips puckered around one of his peaked nipples, he uncontrollably jerked his hips up, inadvertently rubbing his sensitive cock between your legs. overwhelmed by the sensation, he moaned. “fuck.”

“you taste good,” you muttered, grazing your teeth over his other nipple. “just wanna taste you all the time. you’d let me, right?”

thoughts muddled by just how good everything felt, he nodded mindlessly. “i’d let you do- do anything. anything you wan’ to me. i’m yours. all- all,” his voice raised a few octaves as the inside of your thighs brushed past his cockhead, “yours. all yours.”

you paused. raising your head from his chest, you made eye contact with him, so intense he almost closed his eyes to shield himself from the blaze burning in your dilated pupils. “why’d you stop,” he begged, “i want more. feels so good and i wan’ mor-”

“say it again,” you demanded. “tell me that you’re mine.”

his eyes, glossed over and prickled with tears precariously close to falling, squeezed tightly as he spoke, unable to control the growing volume of his voice. “’m all yours. always. all yo- yours.” he gasped as you resumed your movements, pinching the sensitive skin around his v-line while fervently leaving sloppy kisses on his chest.

“good boy.”

he keened at your praise. another light touch to his cock combined with the passage of your mouth had him trembling, and his breath hitched as he cried out in warning, tears now flowing freely over his flushed cheeks. “m’ gonna cum, ‘m gonna, gonna cum.”

“yeah?” you whispered, lips brushing against his strained abs. “go ahead then.”

“fuck!” he whined, blabbering as you sat back and watched in awe of the beauty before you, a big strong man like him reduced to nothing more than a moaning mess. “fuck, fuck—you always make me feel so, s-so go-od, fuck i love you.”

with soaked shorts and an exhausted sigh, he dropped his head back onto the plush comforter of the bed. you flattened your palms on his quivering body, reeling from the aftershocks of his orgasm. he panted, running his fingers through your hair before nudging your face to look at him, staring at you with an expression of pure bliss and adoration. he studied you for a bit before declaring with a soft smile, “you’re the best. so fuckin’ happy that i’m yours.”

driven by affection, he sat up and reached his arms around your waist, snuggling his chin over your shoulder and mashing your chests, yours clothed and his naked, together. “kou wait!” you shrieked. “you’re all sweaty again! it’s gross!”

he chuckled. as if you hadn’t been spoiling him by licking it up just a few minutes ago. “you’re right. i‘m probably sweating more now than i was after my workout.”

at that, your ears perked up. “well maybe you should do home workouts more often then,” you teased.

“you’re right,” he repeated with a grin, “maybe i should.” if it meant more mornings like these, he’d forego the gym in a heartbeat.

that night, he canceled his gym membership. after all, he reasoned, it’s offseason anyway.

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jindite · 3 years

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Hi can you do BTS BOYS BEING CLINGY with the rest of the boys please! Also absolutely love your writing 💛

BTS BOYS BEING CLINGY pt2

hii love, tysm for ur kind words & the request !! <33 i hope you like it!

boys in this post - Jimin, Yoongi, Namjoon, Hoseok

did 4 boys this time instead of the usual 3 since anon asked for the rest !! <3

JIMIN had his cheek pressed against yours, eyes on the video you were watching on your phone. “Baby, when are you gonna pay attention to me?” he whined, your eyes still glued on your phone. “Jimin it’s just this ten minute video,” you responded, to which he groaned and just took the phone out of your hands, putting it to the side. “Jimin!” “You weren’t paying any attention to me, doll,” he complained with a pout, making you bite back a grin. “I like having you all to myself, you know?” He said, pulling you closer to him to cover your face with kisses.

YOONGI was a bit embarrassed to just admit that he wanted you to finally give him attention. When you were on your phone with your friend while you were over at his place, he felt like you were wasting your limited time together. So he sat down next to you and put his head on your shoulder while you were still talking with your friend, hoping you’d realize what he wanted. Almost naturally, your hand came up to his hair, playing with it softly. But that’s not what he wanted, so he shifted a bit, and after short eye contact you finally understood and opened your arms a bit more so he could lean into you more, hand running up and down his back softly.

NAMJOON you were both out together with your friends, and since the two of you weren’t big on PDA, he held back. But as soon as you got home again, he was all over you as if he hadn’t seen you in forever. He had his hands all over you whatever you were doing, especially when you decided to cook. He kept wrapping his arms around you, brushing against you when he reached for something, leaving soft sneaky kisses on your neck. “You looked so pretty today, love,” he mumbled while he was standing behind you, breath hitting your neck. You turned around to face him and gave him a shy smile which he returned, before he cupped your cheeks to softly kiss you.

HOSEOK didn’t even try to hide it whenever he wished for more attention from you. Especially when he had a few too many drinks. He walked over to you unstably, calling your name and put his arm around your shoulder. “You’re so pretty baby,” he babbled, making you smile. “Thanks, I think you’ve said that hundred times today,” you chuckled. “And I will say it another hundred times!” he told you, leaning in to give you a kiss, but you leaned back so he couldn’t, scrunching your nose. The smell of alcohol was horrible. “Aw, come on! Please baby,” he pouted, before he grabbed your face and gave you multiple sloppy kisses, making you laugh into the kiss.

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mrs-march-ahs · 3 years

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Pre-Cult Kai Adderall Dealer

Summary- You meet your best friend’s brother, and pay for your Adderall with an unconventional payment, which lets you discover a lot more about him than you planned.

Warnings- Mummy kink, unprotected sex, drugs?? (Adderall mention??), adorable soft Kai Anderson

Last day of Kai week! I’m very happy to the nice response I got, I’m glad you enjoyed. I wasn’t sure if I was consistent enough to power through, but I’m very pleased that I managed! I still do have a few Kai things planned but not coming right away, I need to breathe!

I couldn’t not do something like this after so many people filled my requests with thirst for Pre-Cult Kai. I love this softie too, so here’s Pre-Cult (long brown hair!) Kai with a mummy kink.

Requests included-

hey can i request you for the kai week a fanfic about pre-cult kai and the reader dominates him. i’ve seen hcs about it on @tatestripedsweater account. btw i love ur work <3 -Yes girl, what she wrote was my request so we’re on the same page! Thank you!

i’m back with my pre-cult kai request 🥺 college student kai has a special place in my heart — this is super vague but something along the lines of being partners with him or helping him when he drops his books... 🥺 thank you !! – Started off with some fluff, hope you like it!

Congrats on 600 followers! Can I request something for Kai week? The reader and pre cult Brunette Kai, a fluffy smut. -Yes babey here you go:) Thank you!

hey i was wondering for the kai week if you could make a smut from when kai had brown hair (before the whole cult thing) and he’s a submissive to the reader because he has mommy issues. thank you and i loveee your account , congrats for 600 followers:)) – Yes @burningcowboydonkeypizza, I hope you like this! I definitely interpreted ‘mommy issues’ as mummy kink<3 Thank you very much!

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Looking down at your phone walking through the college corridors, you try to pick a song to listen to, completely clueless of your surroundings. This becomes evident when you walk straight into another student, a taller boy with brown wavy hair like a cocker spaniel. He knocks the binder you were holding out of your hand and immediately bends down to pick it up. He hands it to you and straightens his lips into an awkward smile, you thank him and take it from him.

“Sorry I’m uh… clumsy… Mr Butterfingers”

“Don’t worry about it”, you smile and begin to walk away until he puts his hand on your shoulder to stop you.

“Wait uh… are you Y/N? You’re friends with my sister, Winter, right?”. You smile and nod, not realising that you were talking to your best friend’s brother, not having met him before.

“So, does that mean you’re coming to her birthday party tomorr-”

“Wait… I do know you…”. You begin, the realisation of where you know him from slowly hitting you. “Do you uh… sell Adderall?”, you lower your voice, and he nods, smirking like he’s proud of himself.

“See you tomorrow, Y/N”, he says and walks away before you can say anything to him.

You give him a friendly smile and walk to your class, last one of the semester.

The next day when you loiter around Winter’s house, looking for Kai, you try to recollect his face from your meeting yesterday. You put your hand in the pocket of your jeans and for the fiftieth time check whether your 30 dollars is still there. Winter walks over to you breaks you out of your trance, handing you a drink, which you take and swirl around, deep in thought.

“Don’t worry, I poured it for you”, she says reassuringly before cheering the beer with you. The both of you take a drink before you look over her shoulder at the door opening, hoping it’s Kai. But much to your disappointment, it’s your friend Alex. Winter notices the way you watch the door and wriggles her eyebrows.

“You excited for Alex to come?”. You snap out of your deep thought and look at her.

“No… actually I’m looking for your brother… Kai”

“Why would he come through the door? He lives here”, she laughs. “He’s probably in the basement like the gremlin he is”

When Winter motions with her hand to the basement, you look over at the door and take a deep breath, trying to gain the confidence to talk to him.

“I’m gonna go and welcome-”

“Yeah, yeah have fun Winnie”, you say not even realising how rude you sound. Winter rolls her eyes when she sees you hesitantly walk up to the basement door, realising you’re interested in her nerdy-ass brother. Over the loud sound of the music blasting through the speaks and slightly shaking the house, you didn’t expect Kai to hear your knocking, no matter how hard. You break your wrist trying to pound at the door, but still to not reply. But the second you put your hand over the handle to walk in, you feel a large hand on your shoulder turning you around.

“What are you doing?”. Kai barks, clearly protective of his room. You take your money out of your pocket and put it in his hand, and he nods slowly, understanding you want.

He opens the door to the basement and takes your hand, walking in with you. You walk down the stairs with him and exhale in relief at the loud music gradually getting more and more quiet, your heart temporarily returning to a normal pace. Kai walks over to his sofa and drops down, putting his hands in his pockets trying to find his Adderall. You politely sit next to him and immediately notice the effect your close presence has on him, as he awkwardly sits up and clears his throat, now searching his pockets a little more nervously.

“Uh it’s uh… where is it…”. Kai laughs nervously and leans over to his bedside table by the couch. When he does so, you take a not-so-sneaky look at the way his shirt rises up showing off the bottom of his toned back and his Calvins. He takes out a bottle of Adderall out of the top drawer, before opening his fist to look at the money you gave him. He slides the notes around in his hand before looking at you.

“Thirty dollars? That’s not gonna get you a full bottle”. He laughs, and you inch in closer to him and whisper seductively.

“Maybe we can work something else out”

His eyes widen a little and he flickers down at your shirt, peeking at your boobs through it. You straddle his lap and he freezes a little, unsure what to do and clearly not very experienced. You find his slight innocence endearing and kiss him, straight away making out with him and getting aroused at how hesitantly he kisses you back. Though you’re not usually dominant, you take this opportunity to test it out, especially with such an intimidating-looking man. If you can dominate him, you could dominate anybody.

When he puts his hands on your thighs and rubs them up and down, you moan into his mouth, encouraging him to feel you more, helping him by sliding his hands around your thighs and slowly getting to your ass. His hands softly slide on your ass, feeling the shape, but when he gives your cheeks a soft squeeze, you initiate your dominance and grab hold of them. You pull away and put his hands on either side of his shoulders, lining up with the back of the couch. His eyes widen at your sudden movement and he looks at you completely baffled.

“Keep your hands to yourself”

He nods quickly and you run your fingers down his chest and to his pants, which are looking tighter than ever before. Unzipping his pants makes Kai gasp quietly and you shuffle them down, Kai lifting his body up a little to make it easier, completely compliant to your actions. You look at his shaft through his boxers and exhale in satisfaction at how hard he is. You look him in his deep brown lustful eyes, before getting off him and swiftly dropping down to your knees. Kai puts his hand flat on the couch by each side and sucks in a quivering breath, trying to not put you off with the sheer excitement he’s feeling. You put your hands on his thighs and squeeze them, before leaning in and biting the band on his underwear and pulling them down with your teeth, letting his dick spring up and practically pulsate before your eyes. Kai bites his lip and watches you eagerly while you lick up his dick once.

He holds in a moan and bites on his lip harder. Watching him melt in front of you with even the minimal contact sends a rush of arousal down to your pussy, and itching to tease him more, you wrap your lips around the tip of his dick and suckle on him. Kai moans softly and when you look up at him, sucking and licking on him rhythmically, he whines a little. You refuse to inch down even a bit further down his cock, and suck his tip up and down as much as you can.

Kai breathes heavily and moans at the teasing and reaches one hand to your head, making you immediately push it back down. You push his hands by his side and return your own to the same place on his thighs, this time, holding them closer to his crotch and grasping tighter. He throws his head back and whines at the pleasure and digs his fingers into the sofa more, attempting to thrust up into your mouth. You give him a stern look when he does so but he desperately puts both hands through your hair, wanting to push you down further, but instead making you remove your mouth from him completely. He looks at you with a desperate look and opens his mouth ready to beg when you stand up. He looks at you worried, hoping you won’t leave, but becomes relived when you begin taking your pants off.

“You liked that?”

He nods, sucking his bottom lip in, watching you take your pants and underwear off.

“You should’ve kept your hands to yourself, I wouldn’t have stopped”

You straddle his lap and come closer to him, pushing his dick up against his stomach.

“Yes ma’am”

You smirk at the nickname and lift yourself up, grabbing his dick and rubbing it up and down your soaking slit, enjoying the sight of Kai desperate for more but too proud to beg. For now.

“Hm?”. You prompt him, wanting to hear his whining again. He puts his hands on your hips and moves them with you as you begin to grind against his rock-hard cock, almost putting the tip in. You lean in and brush your lips against his, teasing him into wanting to kiss before moving your lips to his neck. You place a few gentle kisses behind his ear, which forces a sweet whine out of him that he tries to hide. It echoes against your ear and you can’t help yourself anymore, so you sink down on his cock right down to the bottom. Kai hisses through his teeth and lays his head back on the sofa, giving into your dominance completely.

You wrap your hands around his neck and stay close to him.

“Is this what you want? Cuddles?”, you say rhetorically.

“No… please…”

“Please what baby?”

“Please… ride me”. Kai’s hands on your hips begin to move you a little, and you finally give him what he begs for, pushing yourself up with your hands on his shoulders before slamming back down. Kai drools at the view of you riding him, your boobs bouncing with every movement and hypnotizing him, making him stare without even realizing.

Even with you half naked jumping on his cock, he still seemed a little tense and shy, but you wanted him to be completely comfortable and relaxed with you. You take his hand off your hip and put it on your boob, making him moan and cup it. With every harsher movement hitting your cervix, you clench around him and cry out in pleasure, encouraging him to thrust up faster, wanting to make you feel as good as possible. He squeezes and kneads your tit, engulfed in the feeling of having you in front of him to play with.

As you begin approaching closer to your orgasm, you unintentionally clench around him more and more often, making Kai pant and moan, finally comfortable enough to truly let go. And clearly, he does.

“Mummy!”, he whines out, no longer caring about how loud he’s being, until the new nickname makes you look at him. His mouth creeps open when he realizes that although his greatest fantasy just came true, he might have ruined it by going too far. He pulls you closer by your waist and awkwardly tries to apologize.

“Uh I’m sorry… it… it just… slipped out-”

“Don’t be”, you reassure him and give him a kiss, mumbling hotly against his lips. “I like it”

You put your hands back on his shoulder and give him a cheeky wink before riding him faster, jumping up and plunging back down onto his cock, going deeper but hitting the same powerful angle every time. Kai lets out a long whine when he feels you going in deeper, needing one last thing before letting go.

“Cum for mummy”

The second your dominant voice hits Kai, it sends him into a powerful orgasm, releasing his load and groaning when you don’t stop, not giving him a break. He fills the room with whimpers of overstimulation as you continue to ride him, your pussy clenching and sucking every last drop he has to offer.

“Stop hnnnnng too much”, he groans out, and pulls you into a hug to stop you from moving. He keeps his hands tightly wrapped around you. Though slightly taken aback, you comply to the affection and rest your head on Kai’s shoulder, shuffling your legs as close to him as possible as you stay straddling him. Kai places a loving kiss on your shoulder and mumbles against your skin.

“Stay like this… for just a second longer”

“No problem, sweetheart”, you smile and run your fingers back and forth on his back and neck. “So… can I have the Adderall bottle?”, you laugh.

“You can have my car”

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capt-spooki3 · 3 years

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Hey hi hello, how are you doing, i miss you and am .5 seconds away from spamming all your work with likes and reblogs 💕☺️

So I've been thinking (uh oh).... Being close with Tommy and tubbo and telling them ur terrified to meet techno cause mans is so scary to you, and they tell him you're scared cause they're little shits. A d cut to like a few days later where you have to talk to him for smthn and he's making fun of youand teasing you relentlessly cause he knows you were visibly nervous to meet him, but he's being really nice besides the teasing. Thoughts? Interpretations?

You don't even have to respond, just know that I love you and your stuff and hope you have the best day because you deserve nothing less◖⚆ᴥ⚆◗

( ˘ ³˘)♥

am i positive if you're asking me for a fic? No, not entirely.

Am i going to write you one anyway because you're so sweet? Yes absolutely and now presenting:

My Unexpected Tutor

Platonic college au!Technoblade and Y/n

(plus besties with the rest of the sbi ofc 😌)

(Hope this is okay, i just took my own interpretation of it and changed it just a little👌)

Warnings: cursing, teasing, nervousness(idk)

3.3k works

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With the final bell ringing and college classes ending for the day, you snatched up your bag and book you’ve read off and on that week before heading over to the courtyard that was near the on-campus dorms. Stopping by a vending machine first to grab a drink then seating yourself on a bench and getting comfortable while you wait for your company to arrive.

“Yeah! And that’s- HA! That’s when Wilbur just… oh!-” The nearing sound of Tommy’s voice cut off along with the softer laughing from Tubbo. You were very obviously engrossed in your book, but now you just feigned reading as you listen closely to the sound of slow footsteps nearing behind your bench. The two of them were horrible about being sneaky since you could easily hear hushed laughs as they desperately tried keeping each other quiet.

Right as you heard them stop moving, you couldn’t help but smile to yourself before turning around suddenly and lunging at them over the back of the bench with a half effort grab at Tommy’s extended hand, and yelling. Tommy screamed back, stumbling back a few paces and Tubbo just stumbled before backing up to the bench and busted out laughing.

“Ey what the hell!” He scoffed despite not being able to hold back his growing smile, shoving his hands into his pockets. “I’ll remember that bitch, I’m gonna get you back.” he walked over to you and sat on the other side of the bench, giving you a hard glare when you laughed a little bit though it was mostly from Tubbo’s hysterical laughter. He took a deep breath and calmed himself so he could jump over the back of the bench and sit between you and Tommy.

The two boys were your underclassmen, being freshmen while you were a sophomore. The three of you met in your coding class. You were there mostly to get your English degree and major in said area, but you figured while you had the opportunity you would take classes on things you didn’t know much about. There, you met Wilbur, a senior and Tommy’s oldest brother, and he helped you quite a bit with understanding bits of coding that were a bit too confusing for you at first and were quickly becoming friends with him. That was until Tommy entered the picture. First, you just saw him as Wilbur’s chaotic younger brother who just happened to be in the coding class as well but after some insisting that you get to know him from Wilbur, you hung out one weekend in the library. One weekend turned to two then almost every weekend once he introduced you to Tubbo as well and you all had become a true trio.

You got to know Tommy’s family pretty well. His single father, Phil, who was just like a second parent to you now, and Wilbur who acted just like the older brother you never had. You knew them well despite having known them all for less than a year. The only hang-up is when it came to Tommy’s other brother. You knew he had an actual name, but only knew him by his nickname since that’s what everyone referred to him by. That would be Technoblade. The two of you had a couple of literature classes together and the fact that he was only one grade above you, you’d figure that you could befriend him with ease. Now, it’s not like he was big and scary, he was more tall and lanky but he was smart and he had some vibe around him that just petrified you. You couldn’t ever build up the courage to be around him which made it quite an issue since you were best friends with his brother, though this wasn’t an issue you had ever brought up to any of them.

“So how did classes go for you guys today?” You asked as you pulled one of your legs up onto the bench and closed your book which you held close to your chest.

“Fucking shitty! I got a fuck ton of extra work, like I know it’s college and the weekend but let me live.”

“We got one essay to write, it’s two pages long.” Tubbo reiterated with a smile while Tommy grumbled and leaned his head back so he was looking up at the sky. “What about you Y/n?”

“It wasn’t bad, I don’t have any extra work other than a bit of coding to do. Oh speaking of, Tommy?” You reached your foot over and kicked his leg to get his attention, only continuing when he was looking at you. “Is Will gonna be free at all? ‘Cause I need some help with this stuff.”

Tommy perked up a bit, sitting up to get his phone out. “Oh you're right, I actually need help with it too.” He mumbled while texting and staring at the screen as he waited for a reply. “Uhh okay so he says… I’m visiting some friends so I won’t have time… blah blah uh but ask Techno, I heard he’s pretty good at coding. Nice! That’s perfect, you can just come over to my house and-”

“Ah, you know what- I actually think I’m okay.” You quickly interrupted him, pulling your laptop out of your bag to aimlessly scroll through the assignment you were given. “It can’t even be that hard I’m sure… I can figure it out.” You said with as much confidence as you could muster despite knowing full well you’ll be completely lost as soon as you try to start on the work.

“Come on, we both know that’s a lie, you're so shit at this stuff.” He said light-heartedly and watched you ‘work’. “Seriously, just come over. I’m sure Techno is good at this stuff, if anything we can pay him to do the work.”

“It’s fine- really. I think I’ll just wait for Monday, I can ask Wilbur for help then.” You closed your laptop, keeping your gaze on it for a moment before looking over at Tubbo and Tommy who were giving you both a puzzled look. “What?”

“You don’t…” Tubbo started to speak but Tommy pushed him back with an arm on the chest so he could lean over to look at you closer.

“You don’t have a crush on Techno, do you?” He said and squinted at them as if disgusted by the thought.

“What!? No!” You sat up taller and looked at him, baffled that he resorted to that.

“Well, then what the hell is the problem! Just come over and he can teach us!”

“I just… he’s kinda…” You grew flustered and found a loss for good words as you realized you were going to admit this. “He’s scary.”

Tommy busted out laughing and wheezed hard, doubling over as he coughed and laughed some more, stumbling over words as he tried to talk but was laughing too hard. Even tubbo who was trying to hold back, joined Tommy which only made them bounce off each other in their hysterics.

“Wha- I’m serious! Do you two not think he’s intimidating!?” You looked at both of them desperately as you could feel the heat that had risen to your cheeks.

“He’s literally-” Tubbo’s laughter interrupted him. “He’s a nerd! How the hell is he scary?” He settled down a bit and nudged Tommy to get him to calm down too, luckily he got his fit of laughter out.

“Oh my god, no I’ve got to go home now.” He grabbed his backpack that had been discarded behind the bench and looked at you once more before laughing more. “Scared of Techno- oh my god. That's good, that’s a good one. Bye bitches!” He saluted both of you before running off.

“Tommy I swear to god if you tell anyone I will deck your shit!!” You stood up, holding your laptop in hand, to yell at him but just stood there defeated once he turned a corner around a building. Tubbo got up beside you, laughing as he put his hands in his hoodie pocket.

“I wish I could give him the benefit of the doubt… but he’s gonna tell Techno. And Wilbur. And Phil for sure.”

“Yeah... I’m sure he will. I’m going to my dorm, I’ve got to call my mom.”

“Aww-” You put your hand over his mouth, but took it away as soon as he shut up so he wouldn’t lick your palm.

“Shut- I don’t wanna hear shit from you too. Anyway, get home soon and don’t get kidnapped.” You turned away to put your laptop and book into your backpack and zipped it up before pulling it over one shoulder. You looked back at Tubbo and put your fist up to him.

“I’ll kick them in the balls, don’t worry.” He laughed a little and bumped his fist to yours and walked backward a few paces, waving at you. “Tell your mom I said hi!”

You waved back at him and stood to wait and watch him walk off along the stone path until he was fully out of sight to make your way to your dorm, which was right in the courtyard area.

Monday came around and with the school day partially over, you made your way to your coding class. You of course didn't end up doing the assigned homework even though you gave it a good try and just decided to rely on Wilbur's help.

You walked into class and took in a deep breath, it was always cool and smelt of coffee since the teacher brewed a cup before your class every day. Making your way over to your usual computer you looked over to see Tommy sitting in your spot beside Wilbur and chatting to him. You guessed he heard you coming or saw Wilbur look your way because he looked back and grinned wide which never meant good.

"Ey look at who it is! Wonderful seeing you again, how was your weekend?"

"Fine." You said, looking down at him and kicking his foot. "I don't like how you're acting, what the hell did you do?"

He just feigned innocence and looked offended that you could assume such a thing. "Me? Me!?" He leaned forward, hand gracefully on his chest. "I cannot believe you right now, I'm hurt Y/n! Truly hurt."

You scoffed with an eye roll and sat on the other side of Wilbur since the seat was free. As soon as you set your bag down and went to turn toward the two, Wilbur was already facing you and leaning on the desk area for the keyboard in a way that looked like he needed to say something in secret.

"You good?"

He just waved you down and you leaned forward to listen. "You're not… actually afraid of Technoblade are you?"

"Tommy you little shit!" You jumped up, nearly hitting Wilbur but he moved back in time. Tommy laughed and fled to the other side of the room where he normally sat so you just grumbled and took your seat.

"Well?"

"Is no one else? He's intimidating, I feel like he'd call me out on all my insecurities if I inconvenienced him. And THEN he would hold me at knifepoint till I left him alone."

Wilbur snorted and hung his head as he softly laughed, you reached over and hit his arm before leaning closer to whisper. “I’m serious Wilbur! He scares me!”

He looked back up at you with the most amused look. “Come on, you can’t be friends with this family without knowing techno. Honestly. Talk to him today. You two have the same literature class at the end of the day right?” He asked as he sat up and leaned back into his chair to turn his computer on and log into the coding website.

“I mean yeah but- what does that have to do with anything.” You asked, but Wilbur didn’t reply as he just stared at his screen so you leaned forward to get into his peripheral vision. “Will, what does that have to do with anything? I’m not talking to him, I hope you know that.”

You were wrong. Nearing the end of your literature class, you sat there listening to the teacher while completely lost on the assignment. Usually, it wouldn’t be too much of an issue because you would just give it the best attempt you could and see where you messed up at the end to better understand the work. It wasn’t the best tactic but you liked it better than having to ask for help. But now, this was a big and grade-determining assignment, not one you could afford to flunk.

The class was given five minutes to start on or look over the work at the end of the class. You leaned back in your chair, staring at your paper at a loss, and listened to the sound of people moving around the class near you. You didn’t try to look up since you assumed it was friends going to sit together and gossip. That was until you noticed someone took the seat beside you and shuffled a bit closer. Pulling the paper away from your face to look, you froze instantly upon locking eyes with Technoblade who was smiling lightly. You had never seen him this close, the most notable thing was his dyed light pink hair that had grown out brown roots and you could even see in his smile how his top and bottom canine teeth were a bit longer than normal and looked like he had small fangs and tusks.

He pushed his glasses up before crossing his arms and leaning forward on his desk. “Hey so I know you’re terrified of me, but it looks like you’re having a bit of an issue.” You opened your mouth to speak but were just met with a loss for words and just averted your eyes, continually glancing back at him for a moment as you were unsure what to do. He snorted lightly, bringing his hand up to stifle his laugh, and cleared his throat. “Yeah sorry for bein’ so big and scary but I can help ya. Come one, show me what you are confused with Y/n.”

“You- you know my name?” You looked right at him finally to which he raised an eyebrow at you quizzically.

“Well yeah. Did you really expect me not to? You’re besties with both of my brothers and my dad loves having you over. I was just waiting for you to say hi to me.” He leaned back, fidgeting with a ring with his hands. “Didn’t think you’d actually be scared of me, thank Tommy for snitching. He talked about it all weekend.”

You groaned, leaning forward to run your hands over your face and sigh, swearing that you’d smack him once school was out.

“Oh shi-” You looked at Techno and he was checking the time on his phone. “Hey, class is about to end. You’re not gonna be busy are you?”

“Uh… not, no I’m not.”

“Great.” He got up, moving the desk back to its original place and trotting over to grab his bag, and looking back to you. “Get your stuff and meet me at the south entrance, we can work on it back at my house.” And without giving you a chance to try to object, he called to the teacher saying that he was going to leave a minute early to get his stuff together since he rented a locker a bit away from the classroom and the teacher waved him off.

Reluctantly, you went back to your dorm which was close to where you had class. You dropped off unneeded books and grabbed a granola bar from a box you kept in your room then headed toward the entrance Techno told you to meet him at. And of course, walking up the sidewalk to the doors you saw him there sitting on a bench with his bag beside him. He saw you and jumped up, waving you over to him as he started walking immediately. While you were still behind him, you sent a picture to Tommy, Tubbo, and Wilbur of him walking in front of you and adding the caption ‘i did it :P’.

The two of you chatted while you walked through the neighborhood and despite light teasing on how scary he was, he was easy to talk to and you had a lot in common with him. It was a shame you hadn’t taken the initiative to talk to him before. In no time, you were walking through the door after him into the familiar home where Phil greeted you with a surprised but happy look and offered snacks which Techno graciously took before heading to his room.

To your surprise, Technoblade is the best tutor you have ever had. He is attentive and incredibly patient when trying to figure out where you are having struggles and he’s smart. Like he knows every single bit of what is supposed to be brand new information from the class. Not even two hours into him helping you, you understood the assignment completely and you both spent the next three hours sitting on his bed and working together. You joked with him and he held the same energy while keeping the focus on working and even swapped laptops with him to check it over for each other.

You broke your gaze from the endless lines of text on your laptop screen to look at the window and seeing the orange sky around trees and over top of houses that indicated the setting sun. “Oh my gosh!” You scrambled off the bed, carefully stuffing papers back into your bag. “I didn’t even realize what time it was- Technoblade thank you a million for helping me. I appreciate it so much, but I need to get back to my dorm! I promised my roommate I’d help her cook dinner tonight.” You grabbed your laptop off of the bed and put it into your bag, closing it all up quickly.

Slinging it over your shoulder and adjusting it, you turned to make your way out of the room but you were stopped by a tug and looked back to see Techno holding onto your bag and looking displeased. “Not yet.”

“Wha- I need to go though-”

“It’s a tradition in this house to hug anyone before they leave, you should know that from my dad.” He let go and opened his arms up to you.

You turned to him and tilted your head a little. “You’re joking…”

He just smiled smugly and waited. You glanced at the doorway but gave in and closed the bit of distance, hugging him to which he returned snugly and spoke softly to you. “You’re a good person. I’m glad to have gotten to know you and I hope you’ll come back. I promise I’m not all that bad.” With that, he slowly let go and patted your arm before gently shoving you toward the doorway and plopping down on his bed. “Have a good night!”

“Uh.. yeah, you too!” You said back, still surprised by the exchange. His words swam through your mind as you went to leave the house, hugging Phil on your way out and wishing him a good night as well. Finally checking your phone on the walk home, you found a supportive and proud text from Wilbur, a dirty joke from Tommy, and something in between from Tubbo.

You laughed to yourself, amused by the differences in the messages. It was times like these that you most found appreciation for the three. Mentally you had to correct yourself though. The whole family was good. This you can say for sure now.

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hii i just discovered ur blog and whew wow- tumblr is severely lacking some daddy hemsworth fics so tyyy

idk if your taking requests rn but could i please request something with thor or chris where he’s had a rough day at work or something and is very angry so he’s really rough in bed with you that evening and you love it! also could it include lots of dom!thor/chris and dirty talk bc that’s my weakness

tyyy if u do this sorry if it was too detailed idk ive never sent a request lol but ty hunny <3

So first of all thank you @mysticbonkoperavoid , I'm so glad you like my fics ❤️

And secondly thank you so much for your amazing request, I literally got lost in this filth 🥵🥵 I hope you like it 😘

A/N- This is just pure filth, so consider yourself warned 😂🥵🥵 strictly 18+ only. Dom!Thor literally had me ✨ clenching ✨

Summary- Thor's had a tough day and nothing you do is helping until you let him take out his frustration on you and become his little slut.

Word count- 3,243 of pure filth

Pairing- Thor x reader

Warnings- Smut, filth, dirty talk, rough sex, swearing

18+ only!!!

Taglist-: @innerpaperexpertcloud

Posted: 22nd Feb 2021

⚡A Push Too Far ⚡

Thor had come home from a mission in a foul mood, you'd tried everything to cheer him up. You'd made him his favourite snack, put on his favourite show and even massaged his big, worn out feet. Nothing was working and you were exhausted with the effort. You selfishly couldn't stand the negative atmosphere and just wanted to know how to make him feel better. If he wouldn't tell you what was wrong how could you help? You were so used to him being overly enthusiastic about everything and hated when he was in one of these moods. Something pretty bad must've happened to dampen his mood this much.

"Just tell me what's wrong and I can help" You huff.

"Will you please just forget it? I don't want to talk about it" Thor said, pushing you off gently when you try to touch him.

"I want to know what's happened to put you in such a sulky mood." You said teasing him, trying to get his attention. If you couldn't get him to talk to you then you would just have to help him take his frustration out in the best way he knows how.

"Please Y/N, stop talking about it" He says exasperated, you're pushing the last of his nerves and you know it. It's exactly what you want, you know what he's capable of when he's angry.

"Make me." You say, seeing the switch in his eyes as his jaw clenched tightly, the muscles in his neck straining against the skin. You backed away from him slowly, knowing all too well what was coming.

The ground shook around you as bolts of lightning flew from Thor and his eyes glowed brightly making you shield your own eyes from the sudden glare. Immediately knowing you'd pushed him too far. You were frightened but more than that you were massively turned on, your pussy clenching with ferocity. You knew he'd never hurt you, well never more than you could handle but still, angry Thor was a feast for the eyes. Delicious.

"You better shut that pretty little mouth of yours before I put it to work" He bellowed, his eyes still glowing and his jaw clenched together tightly.

"Is that a promise?" You say under your breath, watching Thor through your eyelashes as he towered over you.

"On your knees" He commanded, with the power of a God, making you weak as his voice rebounded from the walls of the large, almost empty room with a dramatically high ceiling.

"But..." You start before he cuts you off.

"Did I stutter? do as you're told" He urged, looking down at your petite frame before him. His powerful demeanor making you do exactly as you were told. Looking up at him with innocent eyes as you knelt on the hard, wooden floor.

He circled around you, like a wolf and his prey, taking in the sight of you kneeling like a victim. Purposefully not touching you, the anticipation of when he would strike making you hold your breath. Your panties are already soaking wet and the buldge in his pants is straining against his trousers.

Thor moves to stand in front of you, his legs planted a foot width apart while he gazes down at you, a slow, wicked smile appearing on his lips. Tortuously, slowly unzipping his trousers and pulling out his lofty length, gripping it firmly with his two hands.

"I think that pretty little face deserves to be fucked" oh fuck, Thor, now you're talking. Now was your turn to smile devishly at Thor, ready and waiting for him to feed your slutty little mouth with his fat cock.

He disappears behind you, you try to turn around to follow him with your eyes but he grabs your hair, pulling you back. It made you ache but not your head, it made your pussy ache.

"Don't move" He whispers into your ear, still pulling your hair back so you're looking up at him. Pulling a hair tie from his wrist and wrapping it around your hair at the nape of your neck. Wait a minute, where did he get that from? It dawns on you that he's had this planned since the minute he'd got home, the only way he knows how to take his frustration out. Probably knowing you wouldn't be able to take his silent treatment and push him too far in the end anyway. Oh you sneaky man, Thor.

It feels like a painstakingly long time before he's finally back in front of you, his trousers and boxers now discarded on the floor behind you. Taking in the sight of his thick, muscly thighs and his long, thick cock have you licking your pouty lips. You want to reach up and pull his t-shirt off too but he grabs hold of your wrists as they snake their way up his torso.

"Ah ah ah, are you going to be good? or am I going to have to tie you up?” He asks in a gruff tone making you put out your bottom lip as you sit back on to your ankles. Your knees beginning to ache from the hard floorboards.

"Does it hurt?" He asks, watching you whince with a satisfied look on his face "Do you want a cushion?" He says in a teasing voice while you nod your head with pleading eyes.

"What do you say?" Bending to pick up the cushion from the couch and holding it out of arms reach, smiling sinfully.

"Please" You say sweetly, more than happy to play his game. Your whole body aching with need. At last he pulls his t-shirt over his head, his biceps flexing as he does, your heart racing at the sight of his ravishing nakedness. That perfect body is all yours.

"Strip" he says seductively looking you up and down, throwing the cushion on the floor by your knees and pulling you up and against his rock hard cock. A squeel emits from your mouth, his hands gripping your cheeks firmly.

You look at him for a second, dumbfounded. You're used to him taking the lead and ripping your clothes off in a heated frenzy, this is new.

Elated with the fact he's allowing you to give him a show for once, you drape the straps of your dress over your shoulder, pushing him down on the couch with a hard shove to the chest. Watching that slow smile spread on his lips and his cock bounce, satisfyingly, with the impact.

Pulling the dress down to your feet and stepping out of it, standing proudly in your lacey underwear. Cocking your eyebrow at him as you hook your thumbs into the side of your panties, pulling them down a fraction. You stop to move closer to him, reaching your hands out to touch his bare skin.

"No touching or I swear I'll tie your hands" He says nonchalantly, his eyes hungry with lust, you pout at him, disappointed you can't touch him.

He watches you intensely as you finish taking off your panties and bra, holding in a giggle when you throw them at him and they hit him square in the face.

"You smell, delicious" He surprises you when he licks his lips, no hint of a smile on his face just that deep intense glare of a predator. The word 'delicious' rolls of his tongue, delectably. The way he stares into your soul, taking in every inch of your nude body, makes your stomach clench, your pussy dripping with arousal.

"Now back on your knees" He says, standing back Infront of you, his cock eye level.

Grabbing your ponytail with one hand and guiding his cock to your mouth with his other. You open your mouth instinctively, widely, like the good little slut you are.

Thor takes no prisoners and rams his cock deep into your mouth, making you gag instantly. Your lips wrap around his cock, the length and thickness filling you up. He yanks your hair backwards so your looking into his eyes while he slams his cock in and out of your mouth.

"Look me in the eyes while you take my cock" oh for the love of God... and Thunder. your pussy is dripping, aching for it. "Good girl"

He pushes your head down on his cock, as far as you can go. You can feel the tip hitting your tonsils and the shaft throbbing in your mouth. You're gagging, spit dribbling down your chin in a disgusting manner. Your eyes brimming with tears as he rams his cock to the back of your throat.

"Choke on it" he groans, his head hanging back. You feel the confidence to reach out and cup his balls, knowing he wouldn't chastise you when he's too consumed in the ecstasy of your lips and tongue wrapping around his cock.

"Is that better? Are you satisfied now you've got my full attention?" He looks down at you, a deep hunger in his eyes. You were nowhere near satisfied yet, not until you felt his cock stretching your walls but you couldn't tell him that, he'd just tease you for even longer.

"Mmm" you mumble around the length of his dick.

"Don't talk with your mouth full" he scolds huskily, his voice filled with lust.

You hold onto his firm cheeks while you suck his dick, letting your tongue do the work, running over the full length and teasing the tip. Sucking on the tip, hard, while you grip the base with your hand. You can feel his cock throbbing in your mouth, amazed with how hard he is. You know he's struggling with restraining himself, just as much as you, he'll just never admit it.

Thor lets out a deep growl, thrusting his dick into your mouth one last time before sharply pulling out with a pop. You were actually upset he'd stopped you, you were enjoying sucking his fat dick. He pulls you up to stand before grabbing your cheeks in his hands and lifting you up, wrapping your legs around him.

You want to kiss him so bad. You hang on to him as he pushes you back against the wall, hard enough to leave a bruise. The feel of his cock thrusting against you has you mewling as he bites hard on your neck. Shivers travel through your entire body, finally feeling his lips against your skin and the thrill of his teeth biting against your neck. The fine line between pain and pleasure being well and truly explored.

You're lost in the feel of his teeth against your skin and muscle, moaning loudly, you barely notice when he sets your feet back onto the ground. Sucking loudly on your neck, your head hanging to the side giving yourself to him freely.

"Im gunna leave marks all over your skin so everybody knows you're mine." He says breathlessly against your skin, his breathe tickling your neck making your hair stand on end, your pussy clenching, agonisingly.

Thor pushes his forearm against your throat so you're locked in between him and the wall, no where to go. Staring into your eyes, making you blush as he pushes two fingers into your mouth without warning.

"Suck" he commands, his voice gruff and deep, oozing authority. You know his fingers are going to delve into you and you can't wait, sucking eagerly on his legthy, stocky fingers.

Before you have time to draw breath, he thrusts his fingers into your opening. Immediately curling them around to find your G-spot. Satisfaction plastered on his face when he hears your moaning, knowing he's got you right where he wants you.

"You love this, don’t you? Let me hear how much you love it.” He whispers into your ear, his arm still pushing against your throat. You can barely take anymore, his sultry words and his thick fingers making your head spin. Nothing else in the world matters right at this moment, he fills you with narcotic desire. Like a drug to you, you can't get enough, always wondering when you'll get your next fix. If you could get away with making him lose his temper on a daily basis, just so could feel this amount of pleasure, you would.

You moan for him obscenely, you're eyes pooling with desire and hunger. His fingers repeatedly hitting your spot, harshly, bringing you over the edge. Your mouth hangs open, your eyes rolling to the back of your head as your pussy clenches around his fingers.

"Does that feel good" he asks captivatingly, holding is arm against your throat and fucking you with his fingers.

"Amazing" You say breathless, the huskiness of your voice surprising you. His face is so close to yours and your senses so hightened that his masculine scent hits your nostrils. His otherworldly fragrance. The smell you long for on those long nights he's away. It hits you and you're consumed by it, your legs starting to shake as your mind loses control. The orgasm rushing from your core.

Then it's gone, just like that. You open your eyes, noticing they're about to burst with tears. You were so close!

"I don't care how good it feels, don't you dare come yet" he says venomously, you honestly feel like your about to start crying. The build up was so intense and then it was just gone and you still feel that deep need. Thor is looking pleased with himself and if you weren't so turned on by the look on his face, you would've slapped him straight across it. Cocky shit!

You were about to protest, but he saved you from the punishment when he stuck his fingers into your mouth again. Your slickness coated all over them.

"Now see how good you taste, how wet I make you" you looked him in the eyes resentfully and for just a moment you saw his eyes soften. Only a moment before they're filled with fire once more and he's pulling you to the bedroom across the room. Still fighting the urge to finally have his way with you, taking his precious time to tease you beyond your limits. To show you who's the boss around here. As if you ever had any doubts.

Throwing you onto the bed and pushing your knees open with force. You can feel your pussy throbbing with anticipation knowing it's not long until he finally gives you what you've been craving from the start.

Thor effortlessly clamps both of your wrists above your head in a vice like grip with his big, manly hands, leaving you writhing, like his prey, on the bed below him. You breathe a sigh of relief when he finally reaches down to kiss your lips, biting on your bottom lip hard enough to draw blood.

"Keep your hands here" Emphasising 'here' with a squeeze of your wrists. You try to stay perfectly still while he moves down your body, straining your neck to watch what he does next.

“What a perfect sight, you, all spread out for me to do whatever I want to” he says, positioning himself in-between your legs. Seeing you in all your glory, your pussy dripping wet making him lick his lips.

You gasp when his lips latch on to your inner thigh, so sensitive to his touch. Biting and sucking all the way down each thigh, your going to be covered in hickies come tomorrow morning. You know that's his plan, he loves to see the remnants of the night befores dirty sessions. Even if no one else can see them, he knows they're there, a reminder that you're his.

"Just marking my territory" he reminds you, confirming your suspicions.

"I know exactly what you're doing" you say through gritted teeth, the pain and pleasure unbearable.

"Let’s find out how much you can take before you're begging me for my cock.”

All you can do is nod your head while you bite down on your bottom lip, afraid how shaky your voice will be if you try to speak.

The sudden slap to your pussy makes you shout out, completely unexpected but hot as fuck all the same, sending shockwaves throughout your whole body.

"You like that?" He slaps you again, hitting your clit with his fingertips and making you convulse uncontrollably. You can see the restraint on Thor's face, the vein protruding from his neck and the tightness in his jaw are the tell tale signs. You know he's about to burst.

"I love to see you squirm now I want to hear you moan" he grabs onto your hips and turns you over, pulling you on to your knees. His movements getting sloppy and desperate now, the lust taking over him.

You inhale as Thor presses the tip of his cock to your opening, brushing it up and down and gathering your wetness. Your legs threaten to give way as he teases you with his cock, you can't stop yourself from pushing yourself back onto him.

"Do you think you deserve my cock?" his voice was heavy with desire.

"Yes, Thor... Please" you plead, more than worthy after the torture he's put you through.

Thor eases himself in gradually, while you push yourself backwards, no more patience left in you. Holding on to your hips and exhaling, the satisfaction of finally feeling your walls clamping around him. You whince as he slams himself into you with full force, his balls slapping against you. The sounds of sex filling your ears in a glorious way.

"You won't... be able... to walk... after I'm done... with you" he says between every thrust, knocking you forward with every slam. Your orgasm is building already, you can feel your walls tightening, trying to push him out as he holds on to your hips relentlessly.

He grips hold of your ponytail, yanking it backwards, so your head is as far back as it can go, your neck straining. He squats above you, dipping his dick into you, so deep you can feel it in your stomach. This position is fucking everything, he knows you're about to come and sends a slight electrical charge straight through your core just as you release around him. It feels fucking amazing!

Thor reaches forward and hooks his finger into your mouth, pulling your cheek back as he continually pounds into you. Orgasm after orgasm gushing all over his cock, dribbling out of your aching pussy until you're kneeling in a puddle of your arousal. Your screaming his name, your pussy throbbing, squeezing against his cock. You know he's struggling to restrain when he inhales sharply.

"Dirty fucking slut" he says venomously.

"You fucking love it don't you?" His voice is breathless and deep, you can't take much more. The power of your come is pushing him out, making you ridiculously tight. You can feel his cock twinging as his powerful come shoots into you, he roars so loudly the bed shakes around you. You finally collapse into the bed head first, your knees giving way as he rests against you with his cock still inside of you, twitching and convulsing.

"Are you ok, baby?" Thor asks sweetly, his frustration finally dissipated, rubbing your ass cheeks tenderly.

"More than ok" you say breathless and tired, rolling over onto your back underneath him and pulling him down on to you.

Finally his lips are on yours, passionately, forcing your mouth open and stroking your tongue with his. Kissing you like his life depended on it, making up for the hours spent without the feel of your lips on his. A deep feeling of satisfaction washed over you, he's yours and you're his and you can fuck like animals but still collapse into each other arms lovingly afterwards.

"Are you going to tell me what's wrong now?" You tease, making him laugh a great big belly laugh as he pulls you over on top of him.

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