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There is a sub jake fic idea in my mind but I'm so unmotivated to write it🥲
#moon knight#steven grant#jake lockley#moon boys#marc spector#moon knight smut#sub jake lockley#sub!jake
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I'm arab and goshhh hayatiii I can'tttt😭😭
The Moon Boy’s React to You Calling Them “My Life” in Their First/Second Language
My angel my love my heart my stars that was amazing! I love you!A/N: First fic on this blog!! Wooo! Hope you like it <3
Warnings: none, major fluff, slight angst?, I used Google Translate so I apologize if anything is incorrect!!
Gender neutral reader, but use of prince and princess in Spanish
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THIS IS SO GOOD I'M IN LOVEE U DID SUCH A GREAT JOB!!! 😭😭👏👏💕
sink
steven grant x gn!reader
word count: 2.3k
warnings: explicit content, smut (minors DNI), sub!steven™️, reader and steven are obsessed with each other, some spit, reader is penetrated (no specific words used)
a/n: i’m in love with him and can’t stop writing sweet lovey sex with him being submissive :’)
“Look at me, baby.”
He doesn’t hesitate, not even for a second. How could he, when you touch him with such reverence, bringing him to his knees without a single word. He looks up at you, tousled curls casting a shadow over his eyes, over those ridiculously long lashes you love so much.
When your hand finds his soft cheek, he breathes in shakily, keeping his eyes on you as they glaze over, going half-lidded the way they always do when he needs you. He looks at you with so much trust and love, it makes your gut churn.
How does he still do it, all with one look? And he doesn’t even know it. He doesn’t realize that just one look from him has all your blood flooding to your chest, until all you can hear is your own heartbeat.
But how could you expect anything less from Steven, when every day he makes you fall even deeper in love with him. Steven, with his mismatched socks from the museum gift shops, patterned with stars and cartoon versions of his favorite Egyptian deities.
Steven, who after dozens of dates and a shared apartment still asks for permission to kiss you. Not out of nerves, no, because he loves to see that smile that pulls at your lips when you're expecting his kiss.
Steven, your sweet love, who you often found asleep on the couch with the sleeves of his jumper pulled over his hands and a book laying open on his chest.
He presses his cheek to the softness of your thigh, waiting patiently while you look down at him. He used to be scared of this, of letting you see him. But now you know him inside and out — you always know what he needs. Your thumb brushes over his lips and they fall open upon instinct, inviting you into the warmth of his mouth.
“Steven,” you murmur and he whimpers, the pressure of your thumb resting on his lower lip all too much. He doesn’t know what he wants more, your fingers in his mouth or to be splayed out underneath you already. But he’ll wait and take anything you give him, because it’s always worth it.
Your thumb disappears between his lips and he makes the softest sound, something akin to a whine yet so indescribably his own. It’s so desperate, it makes that familiar heat pool low in your stomach. And he just keeps going, suckling at your thumb so gently, pulling you in deeper, wanting to be full of you. So you pull it from him, only giving him a moment to beg for more before you replace it with your two longest fingers.
Steven’s tongue swirls along your digits, sucking them down to the root and tasting every inch of skin you offer him. You just watch him, completely in awe at the way he gets lost in the action, even starting to bob his head a little bit. It’s not much compared to what he’s taken before, but his eyes still get a little watery as he looks up at you.
“So good for me, yeah?” You mumble, your free hand brushing some curls off of his forehead, “You’re so pretty like this.”
He hums around your fingers, cheeks tinting pink for a moment and god does he look beautiful — He’s practically glowing. You pull your fingers from him gently, hushing him when he whimpers in protest.
“You’re okay, angel. Come up here for me, will you?” - You pat the edge of the bed, smiling when he scrambles to his feet to follow your instructions. You stand between his legs, your hands finding his knees to rub them where you know they hurt from kneeling.
Steven smiles, that boyish grin he seems to always have stowed away somewhere, and you almost sink to the ground. Instead, you grab his cheeks again and kiss him gently, reveling in the way he groans against your lips. He meets you kiss for kiss languidly, hands gripping the sheets at his sides.
“You can touch,” you breathe out, pulling him in again and running your tongue over the sweet swell of his lower lip.
The moment he has permission, Steven reaches up to hold your waist, pulling you in as close as he can get you, “Need you so bad,” he mumbles.
Humming against the softness of his lips, you pull away to nuzzle your nose with his and smile down at him. He’s so pretty -- All pink cheeks and swollen lips, silently begging for more. Of course you’ll give it to him, you can only fight those eyes for so long.
“Lay down, baby,” you murmur, slipping off the shirt you’re wearing while he scoots back on the bed to rest against the pillows, “Comfy?”
Steven nods and a smile pulls at his lips, “Thank you,” his eyes following you as you move to lay on your side next to him. You run a hand through his soft curls, resting it under his head to support it, while your other hand finds his shoulder. The already feverish skin of his torso erupts in goosebumps at your touch and you chuckle, tracing the freckles that grace his collarbones.
“I can’t help it,” Steven mumbles almost apologetically, so you press a line of kisses from his cheek to his ear, “Don’t apologize. I love how sensitive you are.”
He feels ridiculous for getting so worked up so easily, burying his face in your neck and whispering a soft, “I love you.”
And then you’re sinking again, your heart aching with love for him as you try not to cry, echoing the sentiment back to him. Your lips find that spot below his jaw that makes him shake for you and he does, gasping when you mark him as your own. Before he can even begin to fathom everything else, you’re leaning back to look at him again, but his eyes are closed. He’s in a daze, and you’ve barely even touched him.
“Steven, baby, look at me,” you breathe and his eyes flutter open for you, your gaze the only thing tethering him to reality. He takes a shuttering breath, blinking away some of the haze from his eyes and you smile, “Good boy.”
Your praise makes his head spin and he bites his lip to try to contain the whimper that inevitably bubbles up from his throat. Running your fingers over the soft lines of his hipbones, you trace the band of his boxers, “Can I touch you?”
“Please,” Steven cries out, already raising his hips
for you so that you can pull off his boxers. Once they’re off and tossed across the room, you give his thigh a nice squeeze. You’ve always loved how soft he is, yet so strong. There was always so much to grab onto with him. Almost instinctually, he lets his thighs fall open for you, beckoning you to touch his cock, which lies heavy against his stomach, begging for attention.
Steven nuzzles his head back against the hand you still have supporting his head, just barely brushing his lips over yours when you lean in closer. Then you kiss him, soaking in all his little sounds as you finally trace a line up the underside of his cock, just teasing. While he squirms, you can’t help but smile into the kiss, finally taking him into your hand.
He can’t even think anymore, all the thoughts in his head evaporating, completely replaced by you, you, you. Soft, raspy moans fall from his lips as he tries not to buck his hips up into your hand. You’re going so slow, yet he feels completely taken apart. And then you’re twisting your hand that way he loves so much, and he gasps, raising his hips off of the bed.
You bite back a knowing smile, “Oh, honey, does that feel good?” He writhes under you, pressing his forehead against your shoulder as he tries to get words out, coming up with a pathetic ‘mhm’.
“Use your words,” you say, slowing down to a painful pace, making him shake for you again.
Steven takes a deep breath, gathering himself more or less, “F-Feels so good. S’always so good with you, love.”
“Oh angel,” you coo, kissing his brow gently and meeting his gaze. When you start back up again, your grip is a little firmer, giving him that pressure that always has his hips fighting to stay planted on the bed.
He’s so good, keeping his hips down for you and trying his best not to squirm. He always gets so lost in it, nuzzling against you and making the prettiest noises, occasionally mumbling a soft, mindless ‘thank you’. Only when you lift his head again does he peak out of his haze, awaiting your next words.
But you don’t say anything, you just push his head into your cupped hand which you’ve placed under his lips, and he knows what you want. Looking up at you, his eyes placid, Steven carefully spits into your hand. He makes sure to give you enough, and when he pulls back his lips are shining with it.
“Good boy,” you mumble again, focused on taking him in your hand again that perfect, teasing way that drives him crazy.
Just your words have him gasping for you, but then you’re off, setting a faster, brutal pace that Steven’s head can barely keep up with. His soft moans hiccup and he blushes, trying to bite them back.
“Love, I- I’m not gonna last like- like this. Wanna- Mm! Wanna last f-for you,” he whines, looking up at you with watery eyes.
You hush him with a kiss, “I don’t want you to last, baby. I want you to come, okay? But I’m not gonna stop after.”
Steven nods, his nose brushing yours, “Okay.”
Keeping your forehead pressed to his, you twist your hand on an upward stroke, making him cry out for you again. The intimacy of it all is what gets him, and he can’t help but chase your lips for another kiss.
You only meet him for one kiss, before pulling back to ravage his neck with bites and marks all over. He tilts his head to one side, ever so vulnerable, to give you more space. When you latch on to a particular spot under his ear, his thighs start to shake and you know he’s close.
Something about Steven right before he’s about to come always makes you filthy in your desire for him. Echoing his heightening moans with a soft growl, you bite down on the spot and he gasps, his hips stilling and then twitching as he comes for you, your name the only word he can remember.
“That’s it, baby,” you groan, looking up at him as you help him ride it out, “You’re so pretty when you come for me like this.”
You don’t stop, just as you promised, and he’s shaking, looking up at you for mercy, yet with so much need. The tears in his eyes build again, curls falling over his forehead from all the shaking.
“You still want to make me come?” You ask and he nods so quickly, “Please, please.”
Moving to straddle his hips, you laugh softly and line yourself up with him, “Then let me just-“ You sink down onto him, “-use you like this, yeah?”
Steven’s head falls back with a moaned curse, “Y-Yeah.”
Starting to move, you lean over him, gasping when his tip nudges that sweet spot within you, but still keeping your composure, “My sweet boy. Always - - Always so agreeable.”
He nods his head so quickly it’s almost comical, and you adjust your position to hit that spot easily. Once you’ve found it, your composure starts to wither and you curse under your breath. Every soft sound that escapes you has Steven more and more desperate to please you - to be the source of your pleasure.
“Love, could I- Can I move?” he pleads and you can only nod in agreement, your tongue too heavy to speak.
Still keeping his hands to his sides, Steven begins to rut up into you, meeting you for each thrust and hitting even deeper, just the way he knows you love. You can’t help but fall forward onto his chest, grinding desperately against him, and you’re so close.
Steven knows you need an extra push, so he leans in to your ear, hips still spearing up into you as he whispers, “Please come. I wanna see you come.”
And then you’re there, cursing into his neck as you trust him to help you ride the wave, unable to say anything but a cried-out mantra of, “Fuck, Steven.”
He’s right there with you, coming again and guiding you both through it. He’s so sensitive, but he doesn’t stop until he’s sure you’re satisfied, until you’ve stilled your hips as well.
Panting into his neck quietly, you come back to earth after a minute and kiss over the harsher marks you had left on his neck and shoulders. Your lips are soft and light now, soothing every bite, every mark. And he’s basking in it, completely melting into the bed, seemingly relearning how to breathe again.
You brush the tip of your nose over his, smiling at how positively wrecked he looks, “You alright, baby?“
He hums, blinking his eyes open once, twice before he’s beaming up at you, those sweet dimples showing again, all for you. Leaning in, you kiss through your smiles, laughing when he catches your lip in a playful nibble.
With your hands on his cheeks, you brush away the tears that had fallen earlier before starting to get up off him, “C’mon, let’s go take a bath.”
Steven grabs your hips and looks at you seriously, “And then Game Of Thrones?”
You giggle, echoing his wishes, “And then Game Of Thrones.”
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I luv editing Marc😩
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Fucking god…
Imagine afab Steven Grant
It’s his first time getting head
You were just fingering him at first
Then you laid him on the bed
And you started licking his cute puffy clit
Making him let out a loud moan and hide his face when he realized how loud he got
“I-I’m so sorry-”
“Steven.. Baby look at me hun”
“No need to be embarassed~”
“Now be a good boy and keep letting out those sweet noises of yours~”
He’s even more embarassed but even more relaxed
Poor baby is now moaning and whimpering out loud
Maybe he’d start crying out of embarrassment and pleasure at some point
And when he came
Oh when he came
He creamed on your fingers and mouth while he let out a beautiful girlish moan that made you throb in your pants
He’d be overall so fucking cute and would ask you to do this more
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IS THIS TOO MUCH TO ASK FOR 😭😭!?!!?!!?!
thinking about straddling Marc's lap and just hugging him, feeling his arms around you and breathing in his cologne, his body heat warming you up through his shirt, playing with his hair and occasionally getting and giving little kisses... just being close like that
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DW I'M STILL WAITING AND I'M SUPER EXCITED IT LOOKS FIREE FROM ONLY THE WARNINGS HOPE U GET THE TIME TO DO IT!!!
Got busy with university this week and couldn't write the sub!Steven fic I promised (Ik, ik), but I've started it already and hopefully I'll drop this weeknd
(university give me a fcking break)
Anyways, here's the warnings for this one
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where studying with Professor Grant leads to
. . .
😳
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I usually read one-shot but I'll give it a try!
I'm calling out all the mk writers... WE R RUNNING OUT OF SUB!MOONBOYS CONTENT AND ESPECIALLY STEVEN PLZZZ DO SOMETHING!!!
@luvpedropascal @wysteria-clad @lunalockley @moonlit-eddie @fullmoon-84 @girlwithwolftatoo @novanitee @rmoonstoner @syrma-sensei @ohshesaslot @marc-spectorr @quicksilverownsmysoul @thatsthewrongwallcraig @chaosandsuns @missdictatorme
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TAG ME RN PLZ!!
I'm calling out all the mk writers... WE R RUNNING OUT OF SUB!MOONBOYS CONTENT AND ESPECIALLY STEVEN PLZZZ DO SOMETHING!!!
@luvpedropascal @wysteria-clad @lunalockley @moonlit-eddie @fullmoon-84 @girlwithwolftatoo @novanitee @rmoonstoner @syrma-sensei @ohshesaslot @marc-spectorr @quicksilverownsmysoul @thatsthewrongwallcraig @chaosandsuns @missdictatorme
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Life saver!!!
I'm calling out all the mk writers... WE R RUNNING OUT OF SUB!MOONBOYS CONTENT AND ESPECIALLY STEVEN PLZZZ DO SOMETHING!!!
@luvpedropascal @wysteria-clad @lunalockley @moonlit-eddie @fullmoon-84 @girlwithwolftatoo @novanitee @rmoonstoner @syrma-sensei @ohshesaslot @marc-spectorr @quicksilverownsmysoul @thatsthewrongwallcraig @chaosandsuns
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THANK YAA!! NOW I CAN KEEP GOING WITH MY DAY...
THE READER GOING AFTER STEVEN AND APOLOGIZE AND SHOWERS HIM WITH LUV RNNN PLZZ!!!
- "Fuck..."
- now you've done did it!
- you seriously wanted to step outside of your body so you could slap yourself
- you massaged the back of your neck and stayed in the bathroom for a few minutes to collect yourself
- Steven didn't deserve that, hopefully he realizes that you weren't angry at him, he was just at the wrong place at the wrong time
- you walked into the bedroom and saw him curled up on the bed, hidden under a fluffy blanket, facing away from the door
- your heart ached for him
- you quietly walked inside, climbed into the bed behind him and spooned him through the blanket
- "I'm so sorry, baby. I didn't want to shout at you. I had the most terrible day at work and just wanted a little quiet after all that shit. You know I didn't mean anything I said, right? You know I love it when you get all giddy and tell me all about your day. You're my sweet and smart boyfriend who makes me so happy." - you kissed his shoulder blade through the blanket. - "Imagine being surrounded by twelve J.B.'s and twenty Donnas all day constantly biting your ass. That was my day today." - you kissed his shoulder again, then rested your cheek on it.
You felt him move and you bit your lip nervously when he turned on his other side to face you.
- "Well then, I should be glad you didn't shoot me on sight, yeah?" - he said and you burst out laughing.
- he smiled at you and lifted the blanket and you slipped into his embrace, kissing his adam's apple.
- "Why do you forgive me so easily?"
- "Cause I'm the best boyfriend in the world."
- "Yes you are. And I was awful to you!" - you admitted as you hugged him stronger.
- "You came after me and apologized. That's what matters."
- "Still."
- "What do you want me to do? Be mad at you for the rest of the week?" - he kissed your head.
- "Yeah. Or call me a whiny bitch."
- Steven laughed and pecked your forehead again. - "I'd never do that."
- "But I deserve it. I made you cry. I'm so sorry, baby." - you looked up at him and caressed his face.
- Steven admired your face for a few moments. - "You're the first person that ever apologized to me."
- Your eyes widened and you lifted yourself up on your elbows. - "What?"
- He licked his lips and gulped, taking one of your hands in his and started playing with your fingers.
- "Donna is almost always awful to me. J.B. never remembers my name and when I correct him he just shrugs and calls me by the wrong name again a few seconds later. A customer spilling a bowl of candies all over the counter? Nothing. I'm there to clean it up after them, right? A man bumped into me on the bus yesterday and I was the one who apologized as he kept walking like nothing happened." - he looked up at you and smiled. - "You were irritated and tired, you snapped at me. You saw that it hurt me and after you calmed yourself down you came after me to apologize to me, to make sure I'm okay, and you reminded me how much you love me. I will forever love you for this."
- Now it was your turn to cry. You wrapped your arms around him, and buried your face into his neck, leaving million kisses there.
- He guided your face up to his and kissed you deeply.
- "Come take that bath with me." - you whispered against his lips.
- "Alright." - he pulled away and winked at you. - "You whiny bitch."
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GO APOLOGIES TO MY BABY BOY RNNN!!!
Reader being mean to Steven and he cried pls.
I WOULD NEVER- 😭😭 okay, but I hate this:
- this was your worst day so far at your workplace, every single small thing annoyed you to the point where you could feel your blood boiling
- you couldn't take it out of course, you had to stay professional, you didn't want to have a bad reputation
- so walking out of the building at the end of the day was a bliss
- Steven came for you to pick you up, and as much as you loved him he had one feature that was both endearing and annnoying, depending on your mood
- he was non-stop talking
- about his day, about Gus, about a book, about an article, about a dog he saw on his way here
- on any other day you'd be smiling and giggling at his ranting, but now all of your senses were overworked and all you needed was a little quiet, even if it was just for five fucking minutes
- he spoke the whole way home, you nodded along here and there and forced a smile, you didn't wanna hurt his feelings by asking him to stay quiet, you didn't want him to think it's because you're not interested in what he had to say
- okay, right now you weren't interested, you just wanted a long warm bath, soaking your ass until the water turned cold
- so while you filled the tub and lit a few candles and he appeared in the doorway to keep talking about a movie he wanted to watch with you, you snapped
- "For the love of god, would you just shut up for a minute?!"
- his eyes widened and he looked taken aback. You saw as his mouth opened and you quickly cut him off before he started talking again about some random bullshit
- "I don't care, okay? I had the worst day at work, I could've just cried of relief when I finally left, but then in comes you, not being able to shut your mouth for five goddamn minutes! I don't care about that fucking movie, I want to take a warm bath, preferably without you word vomiting in my ear!"
- Steven's brows furrowed innocently and the corner of his lips curved down.
- You saw as tears welled up in his eyes and he blinked them away quickly as he looked down.
"I see. Sorry." - he said, then turned around quickly with slumped shoulders and hurried away.
- your expression softened and you leaned your head back, wiping your face.
- "Fuck."
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Ily <33
I'm calling out all the mk writers... WE R RUNNING OUT OF SUB!MOONBOYS CONTENT AND ESPECIALLY STEVEN PLZZZ DO SOMETHING!!!
@luvpedropascal @wysteria-clad @lunalockley @moonlit-eddie @fullmoon-84 @girlwithwolftatoo @novanitee @rmoonstoner @syrma-sensei @ohshesaslot @marc-spectorr @quicksilverownsmysoul @thatsthewrongwallcraig @chaosandsuns
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lesss goooo!! Stay strong solider ik you can do it I believe in u💪ain't no way we'll let sub!Steven content run out😌
I'm calling out all the mk writers... WE R RUNNING OUT OF SUB!MOONBOYS CONTENT AND ESPECIALLY STEVEN PLZZZ DO SOMETHING!!!
@luvpedropascal @wysteria-clad @lunalockley @moonlit-eddie @fullmoon-84 @girlwithwolftatoo @novanitee @rmoonstoner @syrma-sensei @ohshesaslot
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