since the wanderer is a literal puppet, imagine if he could have swappable genitalia - installing his own bottom surgery via some biotech and magic... the baby dream can finally be real (even if the cum may possibly be artificial as well? he can dream)
OH ANON YES .
cw: afab reader, breeding kink, yandere themes, possible ooc on wanderer's end, biting, marking, overstimulation, slight degradation (use of the term 'slut'), multiple orgasms (m.receiving), orgasm delay (f.receiving), begging, fingering (f.receiving), possessive behaviors. minors do not interact.
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He has you pinned beneath him - his violet eyes are almost hypnotic as you stare into them, your breathing hard and your face flushed. He looks at you with a strange mix of reverence and animalistic need, hunger in him that you're never sure if you can ever quite satiate. You're covered in bite marks and hickies that will take forever to fade and are even harder to hide.
His cock is pressed against your core - wet and needy from hours of teasing with various toys, his mouth, and his fingers. Tonight is nowhere near finished and all you can do is brace yourself as he presses the head of his cock inside of you and you whine. It's a bit bigger than what you were expecting.
Your toes curl as you arch your back up and he grins, pleased with your reaction. He utters words into your ear, breath hot and teeth graze at your earlobe and you tremble. Yes, you silently agree - mind foggy. You are his.
The noises that fill the air are almost unholy for someone who had been created from divinity, his pace starts off slow and easy, allowing you just a few moments of adjustment before he picks up the pace. And you cling to him, whining and moaning, your body is your offering to him as he fucks you more into delirium than he ever has before.
"Fuck," he groans. "Gonna - you're gonna have my kids." He tells you and you can only moan in response. The Wanderer captures your lips with his, silencing you as he releases inside of you - once. You feel the cum fill you up - your eyes widening as you whine against him. He fucks you through his first orgasm, careful enough to keep you on edge. "Can't fucking wait. Be mine for ever - can't ever leave me."
You are at his mercy.
"We're not done," he breathes against you. "No tapping out now." The Wanderer grips your chin, forcing you to look at him in the eye. All you can do is nod as he starts again - perhaps this is one of those positives and negatives about having a boyfriend who isn't human. "Good slut. My good little slut."
He bites your throat, sucking hard and grins against your skin as a purple mark blossoms underneath.
"Wanderer," you gasp out as he fills you again with his seed - beings made from divinity are surely something else. You can only pray you don't actually get pregnant from this, you still have things you need to do, your studies to finish - graduation. "Please-"
"Shh," he coos. "I know." You whimper as his thrusts start to slow and hips stutter - he can only push you so far before you start passing out and honestly, the Wanderer isn't fond of such a thing. He releases inside of you once more time and you whine, hips bucking to remind him that you need to cum. "Good." he groans as he keeps you pinned down between his arms. "So fucking good - archons."
His praises are always so far and few between that you cling to those words as his fingers move to work at your clit - rubbing in slow, agonizing circles until the coil in your belly tightens and releases and you cry his name in relief and gratefulness that he allowed you to cum.
It takes a moment to register as he lays down next to you - cum dripping from your pussy - that his fingers are shoving it right back in and you're pressing against him. He wordlessly kisses your neck, teeth digging in skin he has yet to mark up.
And all you can do, with your mind fuzzy and body exhausted, as allow him to move your leg up and over his hip as he slowly enters you again.
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