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shockedemojiatsv · 15 hours

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Zesty ass eyes lips pouting for a kiss, eyes sparkling for a good breeding goddamn Steven grant acting like you want a kiss from ur enemy soooo bad Marc and Jake want to kill him cause your zesty ass wanna run away with him and have two kids

moon knight (2021) #25

#joke #this is a joke #moon knight #steven grant #jake lockley #marc spector

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shockedemojiatsv · 17 hours

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So like.

Im using toolbazai to entertain myself and to look for some inspo to start up thar Khonussy fic bit DAMN I didn't expect the website to actually write nsfw 😭😭

#🤯 random #WILD

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shockedemojiatsv · 22 hours

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GAGRGGRGrggRAHARHRGRGRGAGRGAGGRGAGGR

We need more francis mosses pussy propaganda the people demand it‼️

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pairing(s): francis "milkman" mosses x male reader

warnings: cursing, ftm francis, subby francis, cream pie, dacryphilia, overstimulation, fingering, marathon sex (implied)

a/n: hm yes yes, i hear you, short shitty blurb of francis with a pussy hmmmm

Francis was such a darling.

His normally tired eyes looked blown wide with a faraway look on them, dried tear stains on his flustered cheeks as drool was still on the corner of his parted lips. His naked body was sprawled on the bed with marks all over, not a place that wasn't touched by you, especially around Francis' chest where his nipples were red and perky, bite marks around his pecks that wouldn't go away any time soon. This site was truly a beautiful one. Francis was really pretty... especially with the current cock drunk expression on his face as his body trembled.

Francis was breathing heavily, still trying to catch his breath as a weak groan leaves his lips from feeling his slick and your cum slip past his abused, gaping cunt. Running down his thighs and onto the bed. A whimper left his lips when he tried to clench to try and keep it in him because it was a waste, such a waste. But unfortunately, his body was too weak and he could barely move. Tears formed at that.

"P-p... please," Francis softly cried.

Seeing Francis like that, a smile formed on your lips as you leaned down and placed a kiss on Francis' lips that were red from kissing him so breathlessly and nibbling on them earlier. A weak moan came from Francis as he melted into the kiss. It was so sweet and so soft, a switch from how you had treated him earlier. Yet Francis let out a surprised gasp when he felt his clit being pinched as you scooped some of your cum as you then plunge your fingers at Francis' cunt, fucking your cum deeper as you can feel Francis tremble.

"One more," You murmured from the kiss and smiled at Francis. "Can you do that?" Francis let out a weak sob as he nodded at your words. So cute. Francis is such a pretty and well-behaved darling...

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shockedemojiatsv · 1 day

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SUNBURST MENTIONED RAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH

(he is literally me) ALSO Ben :33 been planning to dye my hair again bc my roots were showing and I'm even more motivated to do it NAOU‼️☝️

Hai hellow 👋

hello my son, sorry this took so long but ! here we are :)!!

alright, starting off strong, obviously you remind me of ben! silly ben reilly, you're just as silly as he is. no but fr i think you're like, very cool but also really kind, with only a handful of brain cells floating around in your mind, but in a good way 😭 i also do think you'd be the type of good to have a brooding monologue like he does lmao. that and also bc he calls miguel 'dad' in the movie, jokingly and only for a second but it counts, but still. speaking of that scene, i also think you're really supportive! i think!!!

ermmmm you also remind me of pavitr!!! but in the way that you're both so kind and sweet, but also very 🤨! i wont explain what 🤨 means but !!!! idk you're a good mixture of pavitr and ben :3

i know nothing about francis mosses but im reminded of you every time i see him, and whenever a post pops up on my tl i think to myself 'oh you'd like this' just to find out you're the reason its on my tl

you remind me of sunburst from mlp 😭 no i will absolutely NOT explain why

#🤯 random #🤯 dad

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shockedemojiatsv · 3 days

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So grabbable and hehrhnrnrnn grips hard while railing him honestly

.....look at that slutty hips

Ooc: DAMN!!!

#🤯 random #Steven grant

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shockedemojiatsv · 3 days

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Mf steals peoples faces and he's worried about the suit getting dirty 😭😭

moon knight (2014) #14

#moon knight #marc spector #jake lockley #steven grant

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shockedemojiatsv · 4 days

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Vent.

Hi guys. I hope some of you see this. I'm currently in a really scary situation. My dad is really controlling and he seems to be lowering me and my mom's chances of running away and escaping this hellscape. I hope it'll pass through. As we're at high stakes right now and if we don't make a decision we could be stuck here forever with my abusive father who likes to play family in his dollhouse, me and my mom and my siblings as his dolls. If that even makes sense. It's a little pitiful but some comfort would be nice. I honestly don't even know what I'm asking for. But my anxiety has been spiked so badly recently. And I just had a bad panic attack a moment ago. Maybe I needed to get this off my chest. Let yall know a little bit why I haven't been feeding you all. M sorry shocked nation :( promise an update soon enough!

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shockedemojiatsv · 4 days

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▪︎■☆ Beyond Belief🩸🜏 ☆■▪︎

☆ 🔞!!NOT SAFE FOR WORK!!🔞

☆ FtM! Sub! Miguel O'Hara / Male! Dom! Monster! Reader

☆ implied violence

☆ breeding, implied choking, overstimulation, dumbification, body horror (reader is not a human.), cum inflation, vomit (im so sorry (its also just for a brief moment though dw 😭😭)), implied somnophillia

☆ short

☆ Miguel being a freak and enjoying being used by you because he's that down bad for his own "god"

☆ this is a little more freaky and extreme. I am not responsible for your own consumption of content.

☆ minors, for the love of god, scroll away I'm sorry dawg

°○☆nsfw under the cut☆○°

Miguel's breathing, ragged and cut short. Almost as if he was wheezing. Gasping for air. Your hands holding him taut, pushing him to the ground with zero to no effort at all. Its suffocating. It makes it hard to breathe. Your not even choking him at all but the weight placed on his sternum and his bladder made it difficult to move.

Not that he was complaining, no. Quite the opposite actually. Despite the blood pouring out of his nose and teeth, the pained cries and the sharp intakes of breath, limbs covered in long cuts where his blood, his oh so sweet blood dripping down on your ground. Your floors. The very surface of the inside of your home. Staining it with his scent. And god did his scent drive you crazy.

No, despite all of that tribulation, Miguel enjoyed this. Maybe a little too much. Coughing out blood from his lungs the way one of your cocks, enlarged and throbbing, bulging out of his pathetic, fleshy little stomach, thankfully self lubricated (although at this point, Miguel wouldn't have minded if you went in raw or not. He's more than happy to be a vessel for your own pleasure), and tiny little bumps on it's length, hitting against Miguel's clit every time it had went inside him. And only adding more stimulation inside of his wet cunt.

You were in heat. An animal in need of release. Miguel was perfect for that. Your little conduit, who had offered you fresh food, fresh offerings, a fresh dripping pussy always eager for you whether you wanted to fuck him or not. His throbbing cunt, begging for more of you as humanely possible. Pulsing with your deep inside of him, giving Miguel a load of your seed. yet he isn't satisfied. When is he ever?

But you'd let him off the hook now because you were just as voracious as he was. Growling, a deep rumble eminating from your chest as you holding him down without a care. Spreading his fat ass and pushing another one of your cocks, plural, inside of him once again.

He sobs, with the difficulty of emitting noise. And he's cumming again. Lost count of how many times he's painted your dick with his squirting. Pussy juices all over ground and the soft animal furs that Miguel got laid on. Mixed with his blood and sweat and dollops of your cum, creamier than most animals. Trespassing his cervix and oozing warmly inside of his womb as you pump him full again.

That is, until you take a moment to breathe (literally approx 0.01 seconds) and start ramming inside of his pussy, bullying your way inside. Pulling his limp ragdoll of a body off of your cock and turning him around. So that his stretched stomach faced the floor and his face drooled on the layered furs. One of your cocks enter his steamy cunt and the other, slides against the crack of his fat ass, your large hands spreading the two soft, supple muscles and you push yourself inside with ease. Miguel let out a garbled noise, choking on his sobbing and another orgasm shoots through his body like a fucking nuke. One climax bleeding through another and another as if it was just one long continuous line.

Your thrusts quicken once again, you were close and Miguel could feel it within every fibre of his body. His full, utterly stuffed out body filled up once again like a whipped cream bag to a glazed doughnut. He can't take it anymore. The pressure connecting his chest to his stomach snaps and with some struggle he faces away and vomits on the side, away from the furs and towards the dirt due to the sheer utter fullness of his body. He physically can't take it, despite him thinking he could. That he had wanted more of your seed. And after that minor inconvenience he ends up falling down on his face on the soft animal pelts and properly passing out. He'd die if it weren't for you keeping him alive.

just letting yall know that in my cult au, mating season does exist, and as a creature of nature, mreader follows it. so you can imagine how many times miguel gets fucked silly 🤭

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shockedemojiatsv · 5 days

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I gotta stop gambling bro...

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shockedemojiatsv · 6 days

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jgngh thinking about jake lockley with a big dick!mreader :3333 hngfh he'd be running on adrenaline, just barely getting off his moon knight duties. maybe there's a couple splotches of drying blood on him, who knows.

point is, he has you cornered when he's on his knees and mouthing at your clothed cock, fuck. he can practically feel the warmth, feel how that girthy thing throbbed and twitched to life, pressing against your pants. he'll pull it down and wrap his gloved hand—newly changed just for this moment—around your cock. he'll press a kiss to your thick cockhead, smirk and pin you with his eyes as he enveloped your cock into his mouth.

he'll go slow and sensual, slowly bobbing his head and letting his tongue do the work. lick at your salty slit, at the pre that peaked through, at the angry vein running along the vein. as he goes deeper and down to the base, he'll let his jaw go slack to fit your girth.

he's definitely the type of guy to get off to you moaning, not to the actual sound but at the fact that you're moaning because he's making you. jake'll grab his cock through his pants and strokes himself through his pants, his eyebrows will furrow.

anyways, he'll pull off with a slick sound, licking at his lower lip. he'll jerk you off, force you to make eye contact if you look away. jake'll position his head next to your cock as he pumps your cock, with a sharp smirk plastered on his face.

"c'mon, fuck my throat." jake will challenge you, arrogant and mean. "and do your worse."

#🤯 dad #🤯 random #jake lockley x male reader #jake lockley x reader #jake lockley x you #jake lockley x y/n #jake lockley #moon knight x male reader #moon knight x reader #moon knight x you #moon knight x y/n #moon knight #x male reader #bottom male character #top male character #gay #mlm

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shockedemojiatsv · 6 days

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I'll give him another kid if he wanted ngl

moon knight (2021) annual 2

#🤯 random #moon knight #marc spector #jake lockley #steven grant #marvel comics

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shockedemojiatsv · 6 days

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LAWD have mercy 🙏🙏🙏🛐🛐🛐🛐🛐🛐🛐🛐🛐🛐

I wanna gnaw on Steven like a damn bone‼️‼️‼️

Pls sir may I have some more Steven grant smut. I’ve been starved for many days and you are the only thing keeping me going.- ♌️

i need every moon knight to follow me n get me to 1k 🙏🔥

— 18+ , subbot!steven , domtop!mreader , anal sex , implied drug use (weed :3) , established relationship , sweet sex

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Maybe it's the weed in his system, but Steven swears he can feel every atom in your body melting with his. Or maybe it's the slow but deep thrusts against his prostate that's turning his brain to mush. Either way, it's a feeling that has him relaxed against his bed, feeling gooey and warm like a chocolate chip cookie fresh out the oven.

He feels you stop, abruptly, and makes a weak sound as he blinks from his thoughts to glance up at you. You're kneeling between his thighs, hands gripping them open with your cock nestled deep inside his hole. You're watching him, and he can't help but feel small.

"Wha's 'rong?" Steven slurs out, and he sees you take a deep breath before slowly rocking your hips. One particular thrust, your thick cockhead kissing his prostate, has him moaning just a tad bit louder with an arch of his back. He feels you lean closer to him, hunched over his body, your hand sliding from his thigh and up around his waist and around his back, to hold him closer. It raises Steven's hips off the bed, and gives you the opportunity to fuck him deeper.

"Nothin'," You murmured, tilting your head to press a sweet kiss to his jaw. You nestled your nose into his collarbone and breathed him in, his musk and sweetness, and give yourself a dare of licking his throat and then pressing another kiss to it. Steven all but crumbles in your hold, and you tighten it, holding him, supporting him, as he gave little toghr jerks as his pretty cock twitched and squirted out cum. It sprayed all over his belly, and he came with a teary moan, head thrown back, his ribcage peeking through his skin.

You traced it with your other hand and resisted the urge to bite it.

"Gorgeous," You murmur instead, and holding him tighter as you fucked him through his orgasm.

#🤯 random #🤯 dad #steven grant #steven grant x reader #steven grant x male reader #steven grant x mreader #moonknight #moon knight #moon boys #marc spector #jake lockley #x reader #x male reader #miguel ohara x reader #sorry again for the bait tag #i swear ill learn my lesson 😓😓

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shockedemojiatsv · 7 days

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Gotta let the gang know I fw pussy/cockdrunk dumbification

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shockedemojiatsv · 7 days

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YAYAYYYYYYYYYY

Steven Grant X Male Reader || Final ||

|| Masterlist || ONE || TWO ||

Authors Note: Here’s the last part! Hope you all enjoyed this little Sugar daddy AU mini series, I’ll be writing more about Steven in the future!

Summary: After the events in Cairo, Khonshu finally frees them (not really) and both Steven and Marc are back to having a normal life. Steven tries to get his job back at the museum but Isn’t succeeding. So, what happens when the owner of the museum takes in interest in Steven and not only gets his job back but spoils the man with riches.

Warnings: Sexual tension, sugar daddy au, mentions of Marc, Anubis is a good god, money, romance, pinning, Steven is falling hard, language, angst, fluff, kissing, slight make out, Steven is soft.

Word count: 4.2k

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Their strange relationship continued for two months now. Both Steven and Y/n had grown used to each other presence, Steven used to be nervous around the other man when they first got started on their arrangement. He would keep his distance and just do what he thinks is considered comfortable. Y/n never pushed Steven and respected him, the man was far too perfect. He followed the boundaries they set and would always ask him what he felt comfortable with, he never tried to pressure him.

Steven is grateful by his actions and with the amount of money he is earning he is able to pay off a whole year of rent. He didn’t have to worry about deadlines anymore and having to pay his bills on time. He was finally relaxed and calm, both he and Marc were doing better than ever until Steven started growing feelings.

He told himself to not fall for the man who was spoiling him and call him different pet names that probably meant nothing but, Steven can’t help but fall for him. He’s never spent so much time with someone who would sit back and listen to him ramble about work or about Egypt. Y/n always stared at him with adoration, smiling as he listened to Steven. He could listen to him talk forever and wouldn’t grow tired of it.

Because of Steven's feelings he’s able to talk through it with Marc who teased him but then later reassured him that he is to keep their relationship professional. Reminding Steven that both he and Y/n never promised an outcome of the relationship growing serious and that broke Steven's heart because Marc was right. The two of them could never have something serious, he was weird and scrawny and not many people liked him, so why would Y/n? The man was rich and could have anyone, so he doubts he will ever have a serious chance.

Steven enjoyed his time with Y/n but everyday they were together and having dinner was enough to hurt Steven. He was suffering from this feeling and refused to continue on and so, he has no choice but to talk to Y/n and letting him know that he would like to end things, stop the money making and spoiling. Y/n works for sure understand and move on like nothing happened.

Steven was nothing to Y/n, he wasn’t someone important and if he were to reveal his feelings to Y/n he would have to tell him about Marc and that’s something he can’t do without freaking out the man. Steven stayed up late making calculations with the money he was given, making sure that it was enough to last him for the next few months out, once he knew he had enough he planned to speak with Y/n today after work and letting them know that he’s ending things.

Steven looks at himself in the mirror, adjusting his flannel. “You sure you want to do this?” He hears Marc ask, Steven avoids his gaze in the mirror as he sighed with a nod. “It’s for the best.” He mumbled in return, turning around to grab his things and leaving his flat. He makes sure to lock up before exiting the apartment building.

“You think it is.” Marc continues as Steven walks down the street and to his bus stop. “Steven, you should allow yourself to be with someone who treats you right and respects you—“

“You know I can’t do that.” Steven mumbled, pulling out his phone and putting it near his ear, pretending to be on phone call while speaking with Marc. “I do like him, a lot, but I can’t force it and he’s a popular man with an image. How would everyone react if they found out that he’s dating someone like me? I’m a not important.”

“Hey.” Marc says sternly. “You are important to me Steven, you saved us. Don’t think any less of yourself.” Marc reminds Steven. Without Steven, Marc would’ve been alone during his childhood. Steven to Marc was his protector, because of him he was able to escape his home. As much as Marc hated leaving he had no choice but to get away from everything and start over.

After their situation with Khonshu and becoming Moon Knight they were finally able to enjoy life again after being released. Marc had allowed Steven to front for longer periods before taking his turn but while they met up with Y/n he allowed Steven to interact with the other man for longer periods of time. Marc knew what Steven was feeling towards Y/n.

Steven had never fallen in love before and this was his first time. His first time being happy with someone and he’s gonna push it away. Steven was afraid of rejection and would rather ends things himself before it got worse, before he felt worse.

“I’m sorry.” Steven whispers, apologizing to Marc about his harsh words. “I—I still think it’s best to end things before it’s too late.” He adds before the bus came to a stop near the Museum, he slips his phone back in his pocket and exits the bus. Clutching his bag close and taking in a deep breath before slowly releasing it. He moves his legs and heads up the steps and inside where everyone was getting ready for the day.

“Alright everyone! You know the drill, keep an eye on everyone and make sure nothing gets damaged, try to get people to buy things in the shop as a memory and have fun!” Y/n claps his hands twice, letting everyone know the daily routine. The man spots Steven near the exit, smiling widely as he approached him. “Morning Darling,” He says in a hurry as steven blushed. “Morning.” He responds back.

“I’m gonna be very busy today,” Y/n sighs out, running his fingers through his hair and pushing it back. He’s been stressed all morning and has a lot of things to clear up. He has to go through deliveries and paperwork, his other company in Paris had just called him in about some other issues that he would have to handle when he travels back over. He didn’t have time to deal with anything else, Anubis was nice enough to give him some time off on his tasks. Letting him know that he would be the one to take care of their gatherings.

Anubis is the good of death but he too knew how much stress his avatar was under and didn’t want to pressure the man. “Oh, right.” Steven says with a nervous smile as Y/n eyes him up and down. “Is something wrong?”

“No, nothing well, I wanted to speak to you but if your busy it can wait.” Steven reassured the man, waving him off and quickly looking away to distract himself from the deep stare the other was giving him. “Steven—“

“I should go get ready for the tours!” Steven cuts in quickly, pacing away quickly and leaving Y/n confused and worried.

“Was that necessary?”

Steven groans. “Hush you.” He mumbled back to mark, putting his things away and fixing his badge on. He makes sure to check himself once again in the mirror, he wants to be presentable for the next few groups to come in for the museum tours. “You have to tell him.”

“And I will.” Steven shakes his head, he can’t postpone his conversation with y/n for another day but, after coming in and seeing the man stressed and upset made him grow anxious. He didn’t know if their conversation could end up wrong, maybe Y/n will get upset and angry with him. Maybe today wasn’t a good day to bring up this conversation and should give it some more time. He couldn’t stand having Y/n angry at him.

“He won’t.”

“Marc, please.” Steven says harshly, shutting Marc up as the room around him goes silent. He lets out a sigh of relief. He really cares for Marc and appreciates him a lot but right now he doesn’t need him constantly bickering in the back of his head about Y/n and the conversation. Not right now, maybe later. Today he just wants to finish up work and make sure that he gets done quickly.

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The museum is crowded and full; family’s, couples, children, siblings, anyone technically was visiting the place. Steven had to deal with the tours quickly in order to stay in schedule, he was too busy spreading information and history on the artifacts that he forgets about the conversation he is to have with Y/n. Until he sees him walking around the place, greeting those who came inside and talking to different important people that would come by.

Steven had counted a total of six people who wore their fancy suits paying y/n a visit during the Museum's busy hours. Every time Steven waited for the new group near the entrance he would watch Y/n walk around, his head held up high. He was wearing a white button up with his sleeves rolled up to his elbows, hands in his pockets and tie loosened as he spoke to the man in front of him.

Y/n didn’t need to look professional in order to get deals or to gain partnerships, the man was persuasive with his words and not his looks—rather his looks were a bonus to Steven. He caught himself staring at the other far too many times and tried to keep himself concentrated for the next tour. The rest of the day is spent that way until the last hour hits and the announcements are going off, letting everyone know that the museum is to close in less than twenty minutes.

Usually Steven only stays for a short period of time but due to the day being busy his schedule became booked for the day. He didn’t mind staying late, he enjoyed his job and loved sharing the history of Egypt. He wouldn’t hesitate to do it again.

“Heading out, Stevie?” Donna teased out, clicking her tongue as Steven rolls his eyes at her. The women still irritated him, no matter how many times he corrects her about his name she still refuses to listen. Steven has grown to ignore her as he hums in response, collecting his things and avoiding her glare.

He heads towards the exit until he sees Marc in his reflection in one of the closed off cases.

“Steven. The conversation.”

Steven groans, dropping his head. He didn’t want to talk anymore he was tired and just wanted to head home. Knowing Marc he will annoy him until he goes through with his plan. “Fine.” He whispers, turning around and heading down the halls, nearing the office as he stands outside, clutching his book bag close to his chest as he rasped his knuckles against the door, knocking twice as he steps back and waits.

He hears a muffled, ‘come in’, causing him to freeze up until Marc nudges him forward, pushing the door handle down and stepping inside. “Hello.” Steven says in a soft voice.

Y/n looks up from his desk. “Oh, steven—hope your day wasn’t too busy.” He chuckled, glancing back down on the documents in front of him and getting things signed off. “No, it was alright, bit hectic but—normal.” Steven shrugs, moving around the room and sitting in the nearest chair. “Are you available to talk?” He finally asks.

Y/n looks up from his work, raising a brow in questioning. “Of course.” He sets his work down and pushed aside. He always had time for Steven. “What do you need.” He placed his head in his hand, a smile on his lips.

Stevens face heats up, licking his lips as he pushes himself to speak. “Our arrangement, I want to end it.” He avoids Y/n stare. The room is silent, the only thing being heard is the sound of the clock ticking that hands from the wall.

“I’m sorry—what?” Y/n chuckles out, not believing what he heard.

“Our arrangement, I wish to end things. Make sure everything goes back to normal.”

Y/n shakes his head. “Why? Did I cross a boundary? Did I do something to make you feel uncomfortable?” His tone is filled with worry, mind racing as he thinks back to everything they’ve done, wondering if he did something wrong.

“No, you didn’t cross any boundary—I just think we should stop and pretend this never happened.”

“Never happened? Steven—fuck.” He hears him stand from his seat, chair pushed back as he ran his fingers through his hair in frustration. “Dammit.” He hissed out to himself, glancing over at Steven who kept his head low, not looking at him.

Y/n doesn’t like the expression he’s making, it makes him think that he did something wrong to upset Steven. But, this was their arrangement, they weren’t anything serious and he promised Steven that he would only take care of him and his needs. He lets out a deep sigh and nods. “I understand.” He says.

“Starting tomorrow we will no longer meet up, you’ll go back to being my employee and I your boss.” Y/n rounds the table, standing near Steven, he wants to reach out and pull him close. He wishes to run his fingers through his curly hair, to hug him, to kiss him, to make him his. Instead he holds back. “You can go, goodnight Steven.”

Steven nodded, standing from his seat and rushing out of the room, leaving y/n behind in his office to dread the loneliness while the Brit rushed home.

“Fucking hate this.” Y/n whispers to himself, leaning back in his desk as he hears Anubis walk around the office, staff in hand as he tilts his head, ears twitching. “You are in pain.”

“No I’m not.” Y/n bites back.

“Hathor knew much more about this feeling I can smell on you.” Anubis says. “She called it love.”

“I’m not in love.”

“Yet, you continue to lie to yourself.”

Y/n shakes his head, he can’t be in love. No, he wasn’t capable of love. He’s been in many relationships and they all ended badly, he was always told that he was a cruel man who never had time for them or that he was too greedy which wasn’t true. He was too busy trying to find ways in getting rid of his money that all he can think about are charities or starting partnerships with small companies who deserved to grow and had potential. Yet, somehow, he was able to find the time for Steven.

The man was like a moth to a flame, Steven was a shy man who closed himself off from others. His innocence is what caught his attention, he wanted to protect the man, he wanted to spoil Steven. He wanted to see that bright smile everyday and to hear him ramble on about Egypt and about the smallest things ever and could spend hours listening to him.

“Anpu, I think your right.” He finally says, confessing as he groans, pinching the bridge of his nose as he hears the god of death huff out a proud chuckle, knowing that he’s won.

“Well, what will you do?” Anubis asks, leaning down to him as he waits for a response, the smaller man glaring up at him before answering. “I suppose I should go and talk to him.”

“Then you should go and speak to him.” Anubis announces as Y/n walks around his office, cleaning his mess and fixing himself up while the god watched him. “We should one day, visit Hathor. Her and her Avatar would like to meet you. You’re full of love and compassion along with guidance and determination—this is why I chose you as my avatar.” Anubis praised.

Y/n blushed as he fixed his hair in the mirror, “who knew that the god of death could speak so highly of others.” He turns around to face the god, giving him a smile. “I’ll make up tonight for the lack of work.”

“Don’t worry, we will continue our gatherings another day. Right now, go and retrieve your love.”

With that, Y/n runs out of the office, running down the halls and outside where he finds his car. He remembers visiting Stevens flat once, Steven was a bit insurance about the mess and the way he loved but y/n didn’t mind, his place felt like home. He remembers the way their and drives down the dark empty roads, reaching Stevens apartment building and parks near it. He is quick to get out and run towards the doors.

He’s lucky to have a young lady let him in once he tells her that he’s visiting a friend, thanking her and taking the elevator up the fifth floor. He’s tapping his foot anxiously, checking to see which floor he’s on and checking himself again on his phone, wanting to look presentable. Once the elevator comes to a stop and the doors open, he steps into the empty hallway, checking every door number as he whispers the numbers to himself until he reaches the one Steven is living in.

He stands in front of the door. He doesn’t know if the man is awake or if he went to bed after leaving. He was hesitant, what if steven rejected his feelings and didn’t want him around or didn’t want to see him again?

“Knock or I’ll do it for you.” Y/n is startled by Anubis’ voice over his shoulder. “You scared the hell out of me.” He whispers, glaring at the god who glared back at him. “Knock or I knock.” He warns him again, hitting the end of his staff on the floor. “Okay, calm down!” Y/n is quick to say as he knocks.

“There, happy?” He tells the god who huffs a nod until the sound of a chain and lock being unlocked is heard. He froze in place, turning to face the door as it’s pulled open to reveal Steven wearing sweats, a confused look on his face. “Y/n, what are you doing here?”

Y/n swallows and steps forward. “It’s my turn to talk.” Steven opens and closes his mouth, confused and shocked. “Of—of course.” Steven doesn’t know what else to say and allows Y/n inside his flat.

Y/n looks around the room, the flat is still the same. Nothing looks moved and his desk is stacked with books along with notebooks and other strange writings. “Why are you here, again?” Steven asks, wanting to get this done quickly.

“I wanted to talk about today. About what you told me.” Y/n steps forward, standing near Steven. “I know you want to end our arrangement and I’ll accept it but listen to what I have to say first, you don’t have to say anything back if you don’t want too but listen.” His voice is firm, he wants Steven to look at him and want to know how he feels. Either he gets rejected or not he wants to hear it.

“I don’t want things to end.”

“What—?” Y/n holds his hand up, Silencing Steven.

“The reason why I don’t want things to end is because—because I’ve taken notice of the way you are. The things you do and say make me feel something for you. Not the feeling of the arrangement we had—but the way you make me feel like I want to be near you all the time. I want to see you smile and laugh at the stupid things I say or when you ramble about Egypt and how passionate you can be. I want to see that side of you everyday, not as someone who spoils you and takes care of you, but as someone you can talk to whenever and not be ashamed to be around with in public.” He explains, stepping forward and reaching out to place his index finger underneath his chin and tilting his head back.

“I want to love and cherish you.” He whispers. Steven shakes his head. “You can’t, I’m strange and weird.” Y/n eyes darken, using his free hand to place against Stevens hip. “Not to me you aren’t, your worth more to me. Hell, if I had to choose between buying an artifact from Egypt or you, I’d spend every penny In order to have you.” He pushes Steven back against the door, caging him in as the either gasps in surprise.

“R—really?” Steven asks, surprised and speechless. Y/n slowly smiles. “Really.” He whispers again, looking into his warm brown eyes. His hand pressed against his neck as his thumb stroked his cheek. He was so close. He had to have been aware of just how little space there was between the two of them. A breath. Not even.

“Y/n.” Steven whined as his lips brushed his once more.

“If you keep saying my name like that, you are going to drive me absolutely insane.” Y/n pressed his forehead to Stevens, noses brushing, thumb swiping across his bottom lip. He feels him shudder as his thigh flexed between his legs. “Can I kiss you?” Y/n whispers to Steven.

Steven breaths out nervously. “Yes.”

His mouth was on Stevens before he could even finish his breath. His hand traveled down his throat, settling around it with a loose grip. He gasped, and Y/n took total control of the kiss, his hand tightening just enough to give a tease. Like a taste of a punishment he wasn’t supposed to know he wanted to give him. Steven didn’t know where to put his hands, he didn’t know if he should place them on his shoulders or to keep them in place as the kiss grew intense.

Steven breaks away, their breaths hot against each others skin as he pants softly, licking his lips and grinning down at Steven. Leaning close as he nosed Stevens neck, his lips grazing against the soft skin. “Sorry, I didn’t mean to overstep.” Y/n breaths out, apologizing for overstepping.

“It’s alright,” Steven leans his forehead on his shoulder, nuzzling his face into it. “I liked it.” It was actually his first time kissing a man and he is happy to know that y/n is his first and wouldn’t trade that first kiss with anyone else. Y/n chuckles against him. “I’m glad you did, if you ever want another feel free to do so.” He flirts out, making Steven laugh as the two pulled away.

Y/n sighs. “We can take it slow, give yourself some time to adjust.” He reassured Steven. He didn’t want the man to feel pressured or frightened if he felt things going too fast. Steven appreciates it, smiling softly in return. “I would like to take our time, getting used to this and perhaps in the future we can do—“ his face grows red, embarrassed to say anything else.

“Will take our time.” Y/n smirks, pulling away from Steven as he walks towards the coach, removing his coat and tossing it to the side. He began to loosen his tie which causes Steven to grows flustered. “What are you doing?”

“What? It’s late out and I’m to tired to drive back home. So, why don’t we sleep together?” Steven didn’t know what to say about that. Y/n wanted to sleep in his bed, he wanted to be next to him. Steven has never shared his bed with anyone else, he used to struggle with sleeping but after resolving the issue and figuring out about Marc. His sleeping schedule was able to change and he improved. He no longer had to keep himself chained up or had to add sand into the ring. No, he was fine.

“Hope you don’t mind me moving.” Steven said sheepishly, rubbing the back of his neck nervously as he approached his bed, pushing the covers back. He watched Y/n approach the bed as well and sit on the other side of the bed. Steven is used to sleeping in the middle but he can try to sleep in one side tonight.

“I usually sleep in the middle but I can take the left side tonight.” Steven blurts out as he gets in bed.

Y/n follows in after him. He gets under the covers and smiles, reaching out to wrap an arm around Stevens waist and pulling him towards the middle of the bed where he keeps his arm over his abdomen, nuzzling his face into Stevens neck and placing a soft kiss upon it. “We can always share.” He says against his ear, breath hot. Steven tries to keep himself relaxed as he shifts in place, adjusting to their position and getting comfortable. Once he’s comfortable he finally relaxes and hums to himself in realization, finding out that he really liked having someone close and cuddling him.

Steven is able to fall sleep in less than few minutes, not having to struggle with sleeping again.

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