thenini577

[thenini577]

pt.2 of "private lessons" doctor strange x f/reader

Word count-848 words luh calm smut

part one to the first part of the story

https://www.tumblr.com/thenini577/786869155421896704/private-lessons-ts-might-be-cheesy-but-its-ok?source=share

after whispering in strange ear telling him how bad you want you want he suddenly picked you up and pushed you against the wall he shoved his tounge deep down into your mouth being sure to taste every corner of it

You’re so flustered with the suddenness of the kiss, your hands wrap around Strange’s neck while he holds your waist. Continuing to kiss you, he suddenly stops kissing and starts peeling the layers of clothes off of you.

After all of your clothes are removed, he starts moving his way down toward your wet cunt. He kisses your slick cunt.

He looks up at you with this burning desire in his eye and says, “All wet for me, baby?”

Just by hearing him say that, it sends a chill through your spine.

“Yes…”

Strange responds with, “Yes what, doll?” — his voice against your clit.

“Yes, daddy,” you respond with.

“Good girl,” he says.

He kisses your wet cunt and slowly starts licking your folds.

“Mmm, you taste so good, doll,” he says as he continues licking through your wet, slick folds. The pressure on your pussy makes your breath start to hitch.

You quickly cover your mouth due to being embarrassed by all of the noises you’re making. Strange notices this, and he quickly grabs your hands.

“Let me hear everything, baby.”

You instantly listen to his command. Every time he hits the right spot, you moan out his name.

“Fuck, Strange, that feels so good.”

He didn’t budge. He just kept licking.

You felt your climax approaching. As you got closer and closer, Strange continued to keep his fast pace. Just as you were about to release, he stopped, making you gasp.

Suddenly, Strange looks at you with this burning look in his eyes.

“Not yet, doll. I wanna fill every inch of you and fill you up.”

As soon as he finished his sentence, he immediately started taking off his clothes.

Once all of his clothing was removed, he grabbed you by the waist and pushed you up against the wall. He buries his face into the crook of your neck and says, “I bet you’re so fucking tight, doll.”

You get this lump in your throat. He wraps his hand around your neck and rubs the thick shaft against your slick, wet fold, teasing before pushing it inside you.

As soon as you felt his cock enter your pussy, you moan out due to how big his cock was. You’ve never felt anything like it before. You can hear Strange groaning in your ear.

“Fuck, your pussy is so perfect. You’re being such a good girl, the way you take my cock.”

He starts to pick up the pace. He keeps one hand on your neck, the other one against your ass. He smacks your ass a couple of times, causing you to moan due to the pain but it’s not like it hurt. You liked the sensation it gave you.

“You like that, doll?” Strange asked.

“Mhmm,” you responded with.

“Good girl,” he groaned out.

As his pace kept increasing, you felt his cock starting to twitch inside of you, meaning he was close. But so were you.

“Strange, I’m so close!” you yelled.

“Cum for me, doll. Be a good fucking girl and let your juices flow all over me.”

Hearing his words sent you over the edge, letting out everything all over his heat with the most intense moan.

Strange, hearing your moan, decided to keep pumping inside you, drawing out your orgasm. As he kept pumping inside your pussy, he needed to cum badly. He goes faster and harder, his groans becoming louder in your ear until he releases all of his juices inside of you, slowing down his pace along the way.

As you both try to catch your breath, he slips himself out of you and uses a quick spell to get a wet cloth. He begins to start cleaning you up, and then he helps you put your clothes back on. As you both step out of the Mirror Dimension like nothing happened, he turns to you and says, “You’re an exceptional student.”

A smile grows big on your face. You say, “Thank you,” and go back to your dorm room

[thenini577]

heyy I saw that ur writing smut for WWE 👉👈 was wondering if you could do either Liv Morgan or gunther (two v diff people I know) with some freaky bondage roleplay 😈😈

Oh heck yes boi

Ok so idk if u want me to like a fm reader or m reader so ima js choose f reader bc i suck in writing in like gender neutral so yes and maybe ill do Gunther to ima different post we’ll see 🥹🤞

Word count-1.2k???

Your breath hitched as Liv stepped in front of you, one hand curling under your chin to tilt your face upward. Her nails were painted black tonight sharp, glossy, commanding.

“Still feeling cocky?” she asked, her voice dripping with amusement. And with a little bit off puppy eye look to her face while she just looking at you up and down while pouting

You opened your mouth, but her thumb brushed your lips before you could speak. She stood over you admiring her work the way you were to the chair with red silk ropes restraining you’re hands and ankles

“Shh… I’ll let you talk when you’ve earned it.”

Her tone was teasing, but her eyes told a different story. She was fully in control, and you were exactly where she wanted you trapped between silk ropes and the heat of her body.

She stepped closer, pressing her thigh between your legs, her chest barely brushing yours. Her fingers danced down your torso, featherlight, until she reached the waistband of your pants.

Your body melted to her touch as her fingers trailed closer to your heat

“You know what the best part is?” she whispered. “You handed all that control over to me. And I haven’t even started playing with you yet.”

You were trembling now not from fear, but from the delicious ache of anticipation. She noticed. Of course she did.

“Oh,” she cooed, her smile wicked. “You do like being helpless. I knew it.”

She kissed you then slow, possessive, messy in the best way. Her teeth grazed your lower lip before pulling back.

“Keep that mouth shut,” she warned sweetly. “Unless you’re begging.”

Her fingers slipped beneath your waistband, teasing the sensitive skin there, knuckles brushing lower never quite where you wanted them. Your hips shifted instinctively, trying to close the distance.

That earned you a warning look.

“Ah-ah,” Liv smirked. “You don’t get to move unless I say so.”

She pulled her hand back completely, leaving you aching and unsatisfied. Her touch was gone, but her presence wasn’t. She leaned in close, lips brushing your ear, her voice barely a whisper.

“You’re gonna learn patience tonight, doll”

You groaned under your breath, the ropes binding your wrists tightening just slightly as you tensed. She noticed of course she did and grinned like the devil in glitter.

“Oh, poor baby,” she mocked sweetly, tracing your inner thigh with a single nail. “Is it already too much for you?”

Then finally her hand slipped back down, this time inside, palm pressing firmly as her fingers worked slow, lazy circles. Your whole body bucked, but the ropes held you firm, keeping you at her mercy.

“There it is,” she whispered, watching your reaction like it was her favorite show. “Now you’re behaving.”

You could barely breathe, let alone speak. Your moans came out muffled and desperate, and Liv ate it up.

“You’re so wet for me already,” she purred. “All tied up and twitchy like this. Bet if I told you to beg, you’d do it, wouldn’t you?”

You nodded frantically, but she clicked her tongue.

“Words, baby. Use your words.”

“I’ll beg,” you gasped. “Please, Liv. Please don’t stop.”

Her smile widened as she leaned down and kissed you again harder this time, needier. Her tongue slipped into your mouth as her fingers finally dipped where you needed them, working you open, slow and steady.

“Good girl,” she murmured between kisses. “So polite when you’re all helpless.”

The tension in your belly coiled tighter and tighter as she teased you, her pace maddening. She knew exactly how to draw it out just enough pressure to bring you close, then pulling back to make you whine.

“You wanna come, don’t you?” she asked softly.

“Yes,” you breathed. “Please Liv, please”

“Then ask me.”

You whimpered, desperation breaking through whatever pride you had left. “Can I come, please? I need to please”

She paused for a moment, watching you fall apart.

“That’s what I like to hear.”

Her fingers moved faster, hitting just the right spot, and the knot inside you finally snapped. Your release hit hard legs shaking, body trembling in her grasp. She held you through it, her hand never leaving your body until you fully unraveled in her grip.

When it was over, she untied your wrists slowly, massaging the marks left behind with gentle fingers. Her usual smirk was gone now replaced with something warmer. Softer.

“You okay?” she asked, kissing your shoulder.

You nodded, breath still shallow, voice shaky. “Yeah… more than okay.”

“Good,” she whispered. “Because I’m not done with you yet.”

Heh left a cliff hanger here bc I don’t feel like finishing 🥀(also thank you for the submission ts was so fun to write)

[thenini577]

“Private lessons?”

Ts might be cheesy but its ok we’re gonna make it

Doctor Strange x f/reader

Proof read somewhat 😞

Wordcount-uh ima assume 1.5k words maybe🤨

You’re a student at Kamar-Taj, and you’ve been there for a while now. You’re a pretty good sorcerer or at least, you think so. The people around you seem to be doing well, but you believe you’re progressing even faster. Still, despite your talent, you often feel alone during your training. It’s not that you dislike people; you just don’t really know how to engage with them or even how to approach them. Because of that, you spend most of your time in the library, buried in books, hoping to gain even more knowledge about sorcery on your own.

That was your routine until one night.

You were in the library, as usual, and thought you were alone. Wandering deeper into the shelves, your curiosity led you to the very back, where the forbidden books were kept the ones tucked away from students, locked behind whispers and warnings. Of course, being who you are, curiosity got the better of you. You glanced over your shoulder, then crept up the tall, creaking ladder to browse the hidden titles. Your fingers brushed over thick, dust-covered spines until you came across one in particular: The Book of Cagliostro.

The title sent a chill down your spine. You hesitated for only a moment before carefully pulling it from the shelf. Just as you were about to skim through the pages, a golden shimmer of magic snatched it from your hands.

You gasped and spun around—startled.

There he stood. Doctor Stephen Strange. The Sorcerer Supreme himself, holding the book in one hand and wearing a cheeky smile on his face.

“What are you doing with this?” he asked, raising an eyebrow.

“Oh uh, nothing!” you stammered, already halfway down the ladder. “I just saw the title and thought I’d skim it. I didn’t mean I wasn’t going to” You trailed off, reaching quickly for your things and trying to make a quiet, embarrassed escape.

But before you could slip past him, he gently stepped in front of you, stopping you with a calm hand.

“Wait,” he said softly. “It’s okay to be curious. No knowledge is truly forbidden at Kamar-Taj. But some of it is dangerous. And we try to protect students from using it without understanding the consequences.”

You paused, surprised.

He continued, “You’re a really smart girl, Y/N. I’ve seen your work during training. You’re progressing faster than many of your peers. I’m actually very proud of you.”

Hearing those words from Doctor Strange sent butterflies fluttering through your stomach. You looked up at him and smiled shyly.

“Thank you… I’m so glad you noticed. That really means a lot to me.”

His face lit up with a genuine smile in return. “It’s no problem, Y/N. And listen if you ever want extra training, we could meet somewhere private. I’d be happy to help you with anything you need.”

Your eyes widened, both excited and flustered. “Actually… that would be really helpful. Yes of course.”

He nodded. “Good. But for now, why don’t you head to bed? It’s pretty late, isn’t it? If you ever have questions or if you just need guidance you can always come to me. Anytime.”

“Thank you so much, Strange,” you replied softly.

With that, he gave you one last look and walked off down the corridor toward his room. But on his way, his thoughts kept circling back to you your determination, your curiosity, your beauty. He tried to push the thoughts aside. After all, you were his student.

You, meanwhile, were walking back to your room in a daze, heart pounding. You couldn’t stop thinking about him his presence, the way he looked at you, the deep tone of his voice, the strength in his hands, the way his robe moved when he turned.

You tried to brush the thoughts away, tried to focus on getting ready for bed. But even as you lay down, pulling the blanket up over you, your mind drifted back to Doctor Strange. Every little detail of him danced behind your eyelids.

Eventually, you fell asleep still thinking of him.

The Next Morning.

As you approached the center of the courtyard, you heard someone call your name.

“Y/N!”

You turned, instantly recognizing the voice. Doctor Strange stood near the edge of the platform, waving you over. You walked toward him, heart thudding with anticipation. As you moved closer, he couldn’t help but let his eyes linger on you for just a second too long admiring the way you moved, the quiet confidence in your steps.

He cleared his throat, slightly flustered. “Would you like to start your private training now?”

You lit up instantly, nodding. “Yes! I’d love that.”

You couldn’t believe it less than a full day after your conversation, and you were about to get personal lessons from an actual Avenger… and the Sorcerer Supreme.

You followed him, barely able to contain the excitement or the thoughts quietly building behind your composure

You followed Doctor Strange through the winding halls of Kamar-Taj, your footsteps echoing softly against the ancient stone. Your heart beat a little faster with every step, anticipation building in your chest. The training room he brought you to was secluded one of the older chambers tucked behind arched doorways and dimly glowing lanterns. The air inside thrummed with energy, thick with the scent of old incense and lingering magic.

He stepped aside and gestured to a carved sigil in the center of the floor.

“Here,” he said, his voice low and calm. “This space is cloaked. We won’t be disturbed.”

You nodded, stepping into the circle. The moment you crossed its edge, a quiet hush fell over the room, as if the very air recognized your presence. A tingling sensation crawled over your skin. You could feel him watching you.

“Close your eyes,” Strange said gently as he approached. “Focus your energy here”

He reached forward, his hand hovering just above your lower abdomen. His fingers didn’t quite touch you, but the proximity alone sent a soft jolt of heat through your core.

“This is your center,” he continued, “where your power gathers. Don’t force it. Just feel it. Let it rise.”

You swallowed hard, heart fluttering beneath your ribs. You nodded and shut your eyes, doing your best to focus—but the awareness of his closeness made it hard to block everything else out. Still, you tried. You slowed your breathing and let your energy settle into the space he indicated.

“Good,” he murmured, his tone deeper now, more intent. “You’re already in tune. I knew you would be.”

You opened your eyes to find him still standing near, his gaze locked onto you. The space between you felt charged. Too small. Too magnetic.

“You really think I’m progressing faster than the others?” you asked, your voice soft, uncertain.

Strange’s eyes didn’t waver. “Yes. You’re more focused than most of the Masters here. And it’s not just your power it’s your hunger for knowledge, your discipline… and something else I haven’t quite figured out yet.”

A shiver crawled up your spine.

“That means a lot,” you breathed. “Coming from you… it means everything.”

Something in his expression softened at that. He reached out, fingers brushing gently against your wrist, his thumb settling lightly over your pulse. You could feel your heartbeat stutter under his touch.

“You know,” he said, voice lower now, more intimate, “when I offered to train you in private… I didn’t just mean magic.”

Your breath hitched, eyes widening.

“I know I shouldn’t…” he went on, searching your face, “but I haven’t been able to stop thinking about you. Since the library. Since before that, honestly.”

You stared at him, stunned. “I thought it was just me.”

He let out a soft laugh, almost relieved. “No. Definitely not just you.”

The silence that followed was thick with unspoken feelings, the space between your bodies shimmering with tension. Slowly deliberately he raised his hand to your face, fingertips brushing your cheek like you might vanish if he touched you too quickly. His palm lingered, warm against your skin.

Then he leaned in, close enough that you could feel the warmth of his breath against your lips.

“Is this okay?” he whispered.

You nodded slowly, your voice catching in your throat. “Yes…”

And then he kissed you.

It was soft at first tentative and careful but it deepened quickly, like something long overdue. His hands framed your face as your fingers curled into the fabric of his robes, pulling him just a little closer. There was magic in the air, not cast from a spell, but something far more ancient, more human.

When you finally pulled back, both of you were breathless. His forehead rested lightly against yours, and for a moment neither of you spoke. You could feel his heart racing just as fast as yours.

“I don’t know where this goes,” Strange murmured, voice rough with emotion. “But I want to find out. If you do.”

You smiled, your cheeks flushed and lips tingling. “I do.”

He closed his eyes briefly, as if grounding himself, then gave a small, genuine smile. The flickering lanterns around the room flared just a little brighter as if Kamar-Taj itself approved.

You moved closer to stranges ear and whispered that you want him badly…

[thenini577]

Hi hi I’m new writing smut and I wanna practice by taking requests if ur a marvel or wwe or cod fan pls submit any ideas or requests u have and happily write them (give me some crazy kinky ideas 🤞)