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lilacliquors · 6 months
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kinktober 2023 masterlist
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all of kinktober 2023 under the cut!
day one: praise kink - druig
day two: edging - soldier boy
day three: pegging - miguel o'hara
day four: somnophilia - soldier boy
day five: bondage - homelander
day six: cuckolding - diego hargreeves
day seven: mutual masturbation - poe dameron
day eight: public sex - diego hargreeves
day nine: wax play - dealer's choice - kuai liang
day ten: predator / prey - homelander
day eleven: anal - billy butcher
day twelve: face sitting - kingo
day thirteen: body worship - soldier boy
day fourteen: quickie - miguel o'hara
day fifteen: lingerie - miguel o'hara
day sixteen: degradation - homelander
day seventeen: dirty talk - billy butcher
day eighteen: biting / marking - steve rogers
day nineteen: spanking - miguel o'hara
day twenty: vibrators - dealer's choice - johnny cage
day twenty one: breeding kink - syzoth
day twenty two: multiple orgasms - sub!miguel
day twenty three: hate sex - soldier boy
day twenty four: hair pulling - homelander
day twenty five: shower sex - billy hargrove
day twenty six: voyuerism - homelander
day twenty seven: sixty-nine - billy hargrove
day twenty eight: cockwarming - dane whitman
day twenty nine: size kink - miguel o'hara
day thirty: thigh riding - poe dameron
day thirty one: uniform - soldier boy
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sideblogofhell · 10 months
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a lesson in friction
summary: you have the hots for your professor pairing: dane whitman x male reader word count: 1.1k warnings: 18+ warning, frottage, dry humping, professor/student, dni if uncomfy a/n: first entry to the kink challenge have fun!
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“Kinetic friction is a force present when the contact surfaces move with respect to each other,” your physics professor said. His midnight blue sleeves rolled up along his muscular forearms as he pointed at the slideshow. “ It is also known as sliding friction and acts on surfaces sliding past one another.”
Your eyes wander to his slicked black hair and his eyes that look like bottomless pits. The topmost buttons opened revealing some hair on his chest. You crossed your legs from the growing heat in your center, your mind falling into the palms of lust. 
The hour went by in a blur, you listened to his voice steadfast, taking down notes and copying the words on the screen. You couldn’t really focus, his shirt was tight against his toned body, his arms shown definition, his waist small and his ass—
“That’s all for today everyone,” he said, closing his laptop and turning off the screen. “And by the way, I’m staying behind for another thirty minutes if anyone wants some feedback on their papers.”
Everyone leaves except for you, fumbling to get your things tidied up before you speak to him. “Professor Whitman, I’d like to talk to you about my paper.”
“Sure thing, come closer so I can see it.”
You went to the first row seats of the class, he stands inches away from your face, his waist perpendicular to your skull. He takes a finger to your paper, pointing out some errors in your computation. He takes a pencil off the desk and wraps his body around yours. 
His left arm pressed against the seat’s backrest and his right arm around you holding the pencil. He circled on the mistakes in your solution and gave a few comments on how you can improve. You could feel his warmth cover you, his musky scent fills your senses and the friction between your bodies elicits a soft moan. 
He places his left hand on your shoulder to rub it, “Fantastic work, some minor revisions here and there and you’d get a perfect score,” your cheeks start to heat up from the touch. He leaves your side to put his laptop in his leather messenger bag, wrapping the charging cord around his hands. “How’s the internship going, you’re in that tech apprenticeship, right?” you nod. 
As you tried to get up you felt a pain in between your legs, your cock aching hard, straining against your jeans. You quickly sat back down so he wouldn't notice. You heard him snicker under his breath. “Havin’ trouble there?”
Panic rose from your spine, you were caught and this will go badly. He sat on the edge of the large hardwood table in front of you, his arms crossed. “You wouldn’t sit properly throughout class, always moving your legs around like you had your balls stung by an ant.”
“I’m so sorry Mr. Whitman—”
“It’s alright, typical arousal response to stimuli,” his eyes were dead set on yours as he spoke. “May I ask if I’m the stimulus in this situation?”
You nod in shame. You looked down on the desk avoiding his gaze. You heard the table creak, he slowly inched closer. His index finger went to your chin, lifting your face back to his gaze. “What was it then, was it my touch?” he said as he caressed your cheeks. You nod like a dog given a treat. “No need for apologies, I’m simply here to help.”
He gestured for you to stand, you tried to rearrange your hardness so as not to tent. He places his thumb on your lips. He asks for you permission before he presses his own lips to yours. The heat, lifting towards him. You groaned under his breath as his tongue reached for yours. 
He spun you around, your ass against the hardwood desk, his hand went to your crotch caressing your erection. You moaned aloud as you felt a wetness form from your tip. He played with you through frictions, your hands gripped onto his muscular arms. 
“Go lock the door and come back here,” he ordered. 
The silence in the room was broken by the sound of a lock. He takes your hands and presses them on the table, your back arched towards his waist. You could feel his own erection press against your ass as he starts to thrust on your jeans, the friction sending electricity through his skin. 
Your own hardness was rubbing against the edge of the table. He started to place kisses all over your nape up to your ear, his hands caressing your torso. The heat emanating from his body was like a drug to you, his scent was addicting and his moans on your ear was borderline erotic. 
He starts to unbutton your jeans until your leaking cock was bare against the airconditioned room. He lets his palm out in front of you and spits on it. The sight was so lewd coming from him you started to get dizzy. His wet hands touched the sensitive tip of your cock making you shudder in response. He takes this as a sign to wrap the remaining fingers around the shaft slowly sliding up and down. 
Your mouth let out nothing but grunt and groans as he sucked on the skin of your neck, his hands jerking you off while his hips rut against your back. Your head falls back against his shoulder as your hips thrust into his hand. You feel your climax coming, your noises sounded like you were pleading for release. The friction of his hand against the sensitive head broke the dam inside you, you let out a cry as cum shot off into the desk. You hear him moan as well as his thrusts become erratic, you share one last kiss after you ride your highs.
“Sorry about the desk,” you uttered.
“Don’t worry, at least it's not your trousers,” he gestures for the wet patch in his pants. 
You laugh. “I should go, thanks I guess?” you said in confusion. 
“Anytime,” he laughs as well. 
interactions are greatly appreciated btw if u liked this fic and want more send me a prompt and i'd gladly make something from it :>
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siempre-bucky · 2 years
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A curling up using B’s legs as a chair seat,
With Dane Whitman or Rooster Bradshaw please
Bradley "Rooster" Bradshaw x Fem!Reader
Summary: The Hard Deck's packed, good thing you have the best seat in the house.
warnings: mentions of smut
wc: 448
a/n: thank you for requesting anon! I went with Rooster on this one!
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You knew better. You knew you should have left right before 5 as your boyfriend did, he even told you that it was going to be packed. The parking lot of the Hard Deck was almost full when you pulled in, meaning it was going to be packed wall to wall with aviators and civilians inside. “Fuck,” you groaned as you opened the front door, your friends lost in the crowd. 
You pushed and elbowed your way into the bar, your polite nature thinning as they started to push back. There was not one empty seat in the house, not even your squadron was able to save spots near the pool tables. “There she is,” Hangman smirked as he lined up a shot. 
“Yeah, yeah,” you waved him off as you spotted Rooster sitting in his light blue denim jeans, baby pink Hawaiian shirt, and a signature smirk on his mustache-ridden lips. 
“You look like you could use a seat,” he teased, bringing his glass of beer to his lips. 
You eyed him up and down, his thick thighs on full display for you. You swore he was spreading them apart on purpose. “I could use one,” you teased back as you walked closer, using your hands and pushing his legs together. “Is this seat taken?” you asked, pointing at his now closed legs.
Bradley’s eyes widened slightly as you sat sideways on his legs, wrapping your arms around his neck. “For you, honey? Seats all yours,” he murmured against your neck, his lips pressing small kisses to your warm skin. 
“Reminds me of this morning,” you smirked, taking his glass out of his hand and taking a long sip. “Ride my fucking thigh, baby. Cum all over it,” you repeated his words from that morning in his ear, his thighs flexing at how you said it. 
“Baby,” he warned, his hand finding your lower back and gripping the fabric of your shirt tightly. 
“You’re already hard, Roos? Didn’t take long,” you teased, nonchalantly wiggling in his lap. 
“Baby, I swear to God,” he growled. 
This time you purposely rolled your hips, the other patrons too focused on a guy getting thrown out by Penny to notice how you were grinding on your boyfriend’s lap. “What? Can you blame me? I have the best seat in the house.” You used your free hand and tugged at his dog tags, using the silver chain to pull him in for a kiss.  
Rooster pushed you off and placed his beer on the table beside him. “Backroom. Now.” You smirked at him for using the privileges Penny gave him and Maverick. 
“Yes, sir.”
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bluebirdsboi · 11 months
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hellsburners · 11 months
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sam wilson | a dip in the lake ☆
dane whitman | a lesson in friction ☆
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avengerphobic · 4 months
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what project(s) are you working on rn? 👀
for amareyes
the onlyfans au: Amadeus's nudes get leaked and he starts an onlyfans to profit off of them and also to have some control over his life. robbie and him becomes friends and eventually smth more
nursing home au: robbie is laid off of the garage. he starts working at an assisted living as a quick job but senior care is a black hole and he ends up caring too fucking much. Hercules is one of his residents and Amadeus suddenly starts showing up way more after Robbie starts working there
professor jacks au: jackie gets a job as a professor. amadeus and Robbie take her class. they start a team together
other stuff
Monica's Avengers: the avengers disband and start anew. Monica is elected as chair person again. she makes a team consisting on dane whitman, hercules, amadeus, nico minoru and America Chavez (america pending tho cuz idk what to do with her). oh dane had a secret daughter he didnt tell anyone about 🤷‍♂️ also love triangles cuz I love a good love triangle
and then various femslash smut fics because those are my roots
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bonniebird · 2 years
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marvelmaniac2000 · 2 years
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It's been awhile....but I finally came up with some moon knight angst/smut and I'll be working on them this week. maybe a threesome smut included too. And if anyone likes Dane Whitman smuts I got a lil part 2 I wrote for that. 🫣😏
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ao3feed-fratt · 1 year
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Addicted to you
read it on the AO3 at https://archiveofourown.org/works/45724270
by Alex89Winchester
¿Qué sucederá cuándo dos seres de mundos distintos se encuentres? Eso sin contar que hay un tercero a tomar en consideración en esta travesía que estuvieron a punto de comenzar.
Words: 2350, Chapters: 1/?, Language: Español
Fandoms: Eternals (Movie 2021), Marvel Cinematic Universe
Rating: Explicit
Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings
Categories: M/M
Characters: Druig (Marvel), Dane Whitman, Ikaris (Marvel), Frank Castle, Matt Murdock, Amy Bendix
Relationships: Druig/Ikaris (Marvel), Druig/Dane Whitman, Ikaris/Druig/Dane Whitman, Frank Castle/Matt Murdock
Additional Tags: Eventual Romance, Love Triangles, Fluff and Smut, Supernatural Elements, Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Vampires, Courtship
read it on the AO3 at https://archiveofourown.org/works/45724270
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buckyhoney · 2 years
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@ dane whitman becoming the black knight:
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lilacliquors · 6 months
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kinktober day twenty-eight: cockwarming
pairing: dane whitman x reader
notes: no word count again bc it's definitely more drabble/blurb than anything today, since this is my second post. but for the last three days, we'll be on schedule!
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you hated when he had to work long nights, he wouldn’t get home until you were already asleep, and then he left by the time you woke up. but one night, you two came to a solution when you went to stop by his office to bring him dinner. it sounded strange at first, but when he promised you no one would see, that his office door would be locked, you felt much more at ease.
so there you were, your skirt and underwear tucked to the side and his jeans pulled down slightly, along with his boxers. you were on his lap, your chest against his, and his cock sheathed inside of you. your arms were around his neck while your chin was resting on his shoulder, and your eyes closed as he wrapped one arm around you as he continued filling out his paperwork. he rubbed your back gently and pressed a kiss to your temple every so often, murmuring a soft ‘i love you’ each time he did so.
he missed spending time with you, but between his work at the museum and trying to wield the ebony blade for good, his free time was scarce. getting to hold you was one of the highlights of his day and night, and even now, he was cherishing the moment. and as hard as it was not to move inside of you, or bounce you as he saw fit, he thought you looked absolutely adorable in his arms.
perhaps later, he would bend you over the desk and make up for lost time, but for now, he was happy to hold you just like this.
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sideblogofhell · 10 months
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the repentant's corner
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seek penance or forever fall in darkness.
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→ main masterlist
† a lesson in friction [dane whitman | frottage] † a dip in the lake [sam wilson | outdoor sex] † a body with two souls [druig | mind control] † a forbidden fruit [pietro maximoff | sex pollen] † a dance with the enemy [ikaris| hate sex]
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mothdruid · 2 years
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Any Dane Whitman smutty headcannons? Cause I have MISSED seeing Kit Harrington in film and that ass in those khakis is *chefs kiss*
UMMM YES❤️
dane is a very intimate, passionate, but shy lover
he is always watching for your reaction to things he is doing, wanting to log it in his brain for the next time
dane is a pretty vanilla but he is afraid of trying light stuff (being tied up, spanking, hands being tied, scratching, etc.)
dane likes giving up control, but not in a dominating way, in more of like a soft way
he is soooo good at eating pussy, it's slow and sensual, wanting to making sure that you get to feel everything
missionary is the position for him. he loves being able to watch your face as he makes you cum, press your foreheads together while he rocks into you
dane is very handsy when having sex, hand on your face, neck, chest, thigh. you name the body part and his hand has probably touched it once
dane is super into that sleepy morning sex, its intimate and sensual and something that he loves
I LOVE DANE WHITMAN AND KIT SO FUCKING MUCH ❤️
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stranger-nightmare · 2 years
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Hello I was just scrolling and saw an ask about Dane and Poetry and my mind….it went to a little something like:
Dane kissing down your body and the whole time he’s reciting a poem that describes the love he has for you, so hot and as hell and soft as fuck? Yes please
Oh my gods yes I love this idea!!
I can picture him finding a poem that features a blazon* specifically and kissing each respective part of your body as he recites those lines in the poem, just worshipping your beautiful body🥺🖤 I am so incredibly mushy at this idea, it’s so sweet and intimate✨💫
* a blazon in poetry is a section that is dedicated to describing the physical features of its subject, usually a woman🥰
- Hope🐝
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achaoticeternal · 2 years
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𝗮 𝗱𝗮𝗻𝗴𝗲𝗿𝗼𝘂𝘀 𝗴𝗮𝗺𝗲
druig x avengers!reader
summary: a charity gala at the former Stark Tower offers you a chance meeting with an Eternal and a dance with temptation. word count: 2.3k wanings: mild language, implied smut, flirty druig a/n: uh oh... mattie got a little excited and let it all out. not edited.
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NEW YORK 2023
It was a chill evening as you peered out of the crystal windows of the grand tower, reminiscing on the past. It had been months since you had lost many of your friends and now the places you once called home felt lonely. The Avengers Compound and Tower rarely housed any guests besides yourself and occasionally Bruce and Peter when they ever felt like popping by.
Yet tonight, the Tower where you once celebrated great victories was filled with socialites and celebrities who could only talk about how honored they were to be invited. You knew that they were just trying to be courteous, but they would never understand the sacrifices you had all made. Living in a post-Blip world was strange and interesting to navigate as everyone questioned who would be there to help with a lack of Avengers.
"Hey, have you seen May?" Peter tapped your shoulder and greeted you with a hug.
"Where have you been, Parker? You said that you weren't going to leave my side, and instead, you show up an hour late," you whined, punching his arm playfully.
"Hey! I'm sorry, I walked with MJ to make sure she got home safely."
"Okay, but you better go find May and change into your suit. She has been delaying Spiderman's arrival for twenty minutes," You shoved him over to the backstage area.
"Okay, okay," Peter chuckled and turned to you really quick, "(Y/N), I need you to promise me something."
"What's up?" You raised a brow at him.
A grabbed your hand and squeezed it lightly with endearment, "Please, try to have a fun night. I know it has been rough, believe me, but please smile and enjoy yourself."
You offered him a soft smile but he could still see a pang of sadness in your eyes, "I'll try, Peter... Now go before May comes hunting for you!"
He smiled and ran off to find his aunt. After so many charity events raising money to assist those displaced after the Blip, it was funny how formalities slipped his mind. You couldn't really complain though; Peter helped keep you sane when people brought up the future of the team or their grief for the lost heroes.
You swayed your way over to the open bar, bidding hellos and flashing smiles as people greeted you. No wonder Tony was never sober for anything, people were annoying. You were refiling your glass with champagne when someone bumped your hip.
You turned your head to mind the stranger but instead, you were met with an old friend, "Kingo!"
With a great smile on your face, you gave him a hug and exchanged hello's. It had been a couple years since you had last seen the movie star, but you really couldn't complain. Back when you were first recruited to join the Avengers, you were sent with Thor and Bruce to India and met Kingo who apparently was a friend of Thor's. You never really got the full story from either of them, but you and Kingo had immediately clicked.
"How are you doing? I mean, outside of... you know," he asked, smiling. You nodded your head, understanding his implication.
"I've been okay, I've been refocusing and trying to help displaced citizens and refugees. But how is Bollywood?"
"Oh, it's great, it's great. I'm actually starting shooting for a new movie in a few weeks that I can't wait for you to see. But I actually have some old... college friends that I would love for you to meet. They are huge fans of your work," He smiled and ushered you over to a large corner booth where a few people sat chatting with each other.
He pointed around the table introducing each of them, "The ginger is Sprite, she can be quite the hothead; those two lovers are Sersi and Dane, beautiful couple; that is Makkari, one of the coolest people alive; and wearing all black - once again is Druig."
You smiled at each of them and nodded yet when your eyes met Druig's ocean blue ones, you felt entranced by them. Though he was wearing all black, it was still a nice all-black three-piece suit that was tailored quite well. Yet when you met his eyes again, you could see the smug smirk on his face - oh, he's trouble.
Druig appeared to be stoic, but still suave. Though his face gave no expression of what he thought, he eyes could betray him. He seemed to be a man of few words, and still a man who loved power and control. You had met many a man like him and would meet many more.
Quickly, you turned your attention back to the group as a whole, "It's really great to meet all of you. Any friend of Kingo's is a friend of mine!"
You continued chatting with Kingo’s friends, learning about where they currently lived and what they did for work. It was small talk - yes - but you felt quite comfortable talking with them instead of surrounding yourself with gossiping reporters. Yet, you always felt Druig’s blue eyes focused on you.
“Ladies and gentlemen - we proudly present the NYPD band,” Happy announced and the band began to strike up with a bright swing.
Couples and friends made their way to the open floor; hands touching hands, cheeks touching cheeks. A smile graced your face and a hand presented itself to you. You turned your head to see Kingo offering to take you to the floor, “may I have this dance?”
Resting your hand in his, you giggled at his cheesiness, “yes, you may.”
As the two of you made your way to the dance floor to sway amidst the couples, Kingo’s friends began to whisper amongst themselves. They all admired you and your closeness with Kingo, yet they all senses the immediate attraction Druig had. His whole demeanor had shifted when you approached the table and the way he practically gawked at you also indicated his interest. Yet Druig didn’t join in the conversation until Sprite made a taunting remark.
“So are you gonna stare at her all night or are you planning to make a move?” The young-looking Eternal quipped, “I mean, I don’t know if stalker chic is really the best option for you.”
This comment caused Dane and Sersi to laugh as Druig just scowled. He would love to get to know you better if Sprite wasn’t around to ruin things for him. Makkari tapped his shoulder and signed to him, Ask her for the next dance. The worst thing that could happen is for her to say no.
He let out a light sigh, knowing that he should take his peers' advice. His eyes shifted back over to your form that practically glided across the floor. You looked like what the humans would call an angel as you smiled and laughed in response to whatever Kingo said. The song was coming to an end and Druig knew that he needed to act quick before you left or someone else snatched you away. He could sense the eyes of others looking at you, longing to take you into their arms.
Swiftly, Druig rose from the table, ignoring the commentary of his peers. He weaved through conversations and couples, only to meet you and Kingo at the edge of the floor. Both of you sipped on warm champagne, acknowledging Druig when he finally spoke, “Would I be able to steal you away for a dance?”
Your eyes glanced over to Kingo, not for approval, but for opinion. It would be a shame to overstep any boundaries he could have, and you appreciated the opinion of a dear friend. Kingo replied with a smirk and short nod.
“Y’know, dancing is a dangerous game,” you bit your lip softly, resting your palm in his.
Though he kept the same stoic demeanor, you could hear the smirk in his voice when he responded, "Then let's play."
Passing your glass off to Kingo, you allowed Druig to lead you into the near center of the floor. He pulled you in closer to him, adjusting your right hand in his before placing his warm hand in the little space between your hip and waist. The intimacy of this moment caused your breath to hitch in your throat and a chill to run up your spine.
You had only known this man for thirty minutes, but you were willing to let him into your bed. To let him bring the light back into your dreary life and maybe stop running away from what the world truly was.
With a final tug closer to his heat, Druig lead you into a swinging waltz as the jazz band became steady with the beat. His eyes were locked on yours and his expression never changed, only flickers of emotion passed through his baby blue eyes. Eyes that enchanted you to stay by his side for the rest of the night.
Maybe your first impression of him wasn't completely accurate. You could feel his lust for control, yet it wasn't belittling. No - it was far more complex than that. He was far more complex than that.
"Are you familiar with this song?" Druig asked, breaking your trance. You tuned your ears to listen closely to the melody that drifted through the air. When the crooner began to sing, the lyrics finally dawned on you that you did in fact know this song.
"In fact, I do," You smiled, cheeks warming, "So In Love by Cole Porter, but I prefer the Tony Bennett cover."
"So you're a fan of the classics?"
Druig twirled you around then pulled you back towards him, resting his hand a little lower. The thrill of the dance was infectious and made your heartbeat pick up, "Call me a romantic, but yes."
You couldn't get enough of each other, and even though you danced among crowded couples, it still felt like it was just the two of you. His nose brushed against your own, and you took it as a sign to rest your forehead against his. Your eyes fluttered close and you just absorbed the moment into your memory. Never in your life had to felt so calm yet so excited by someone's presence, and for the feeling to be towards a man you had barely known an hour ago. This was dangerous, but you had no plan of letting go yet.
As the song drew to a close, you could feel the energy of other people around you fleeing from the floor. Regretfully, you opened your eyes, signaling to Druig that both of you should escape to the floor before anyone dare glance at the intimate moment taking place.
Releasing a warm breath that fanned across your lips, he escorted you off the floor. Your eyes darted for an escape, nervous to get caught in the trap he laid before you. As soon as your feet tapped against the normal floors of the tower, you offered Druig a grin before you dissipated into the crowd.
Minutes later, you stood out on the balcony to catch your breath. This was a behavior that you never allowed to guide you, it wasn't like you to be so openly intimate. One might consider you a con artist in the way you made attachments or how you muddled in others' affairs. After losing so much, it was easier to swindle what you desired most; but with Druig, he could freely give it all to you.
On the streets below, you watched as the guests began to leave the tower in groups, only to return to their upper-class penthouse apartments and countryside mansions. These were the fools that you were a kin to. This was your safety net and your playing ground.
"I'm sorry to disturb you, but I wanted to share one last drink before the night came to a close," A glass of champagne presented itself in front of you. His heat radiated off of him and was a stark contrast to the New York Chill, while Druig's other hand rested on your hip.
Taking the neck of the glass between your fingers, you crooked your head to look at him. His head levitated above your shoulder, searching your eyes for the same semblance of intimacy you shared earlier. Your lips parted to speak, yet no words fell from them. His intoxicating presence kept you stuck in place, eyes flicking between his ocean blue eyes and his lips.
Understanding your silent tongue, Druig ghosted a kiss over your exposed shoulder before leaning into you. Falling into the motion, you closed your eyes, bracing yourself. But no contact came, you opened your eyes to see Druig smirking. Your furrowed your brows and left out a frustrated breath. You went to tell him off, but before you could form the first syllable, Druig pressed his lips to yours, swallowing away your words.
You kissed him back feverishly, turning your body to be closer to him. His arms wrapped around your lower waist, while you tangled your limbs around his neck, clutching onto your glass for dear life. This was want, this was need, this could be love.
The two of you only pulled apart when all the oxygen had escaped your lungs. Your foreheads rested against each other like earlier and you silently thanked whoever was watching over you for such a chance meeting. You lifted your head and pressed a kiss to his cheek before pulling out of his arms. Yet your fingers lingered in his and a seductive smile painted your lips, "Y'know, I'd love to give you a personal tour of my floor of the tower."
The pair of you giggled like teenagers, running to the elevator and crowds continued to escape from the tower. None of them knew of the lovers that were dancing with temptation up in the highrise and the mischief they could cause.
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Love Is Eternal
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"Do you think Sersi really loves Dane?" asked Sprite Y/N as the two women walked behind the couple after they left his birthday party; she shrugged her shoulders.
"I don't know and it's not really any of my business, Sprite," she replied.
Sprite looked at her. "You don't think it's a mistake? He's human and he's not going to live forever."
Dane turned to them. "Do you want pizza?" he asked them.
"No, thanks!" they both shouted before Y/N turned back to Sprite.
"Love is hard and you can't choose who you fall in love with," she said, thinking for a moment about her relationship with Ikaris; it had been centuries since she'd seen him and she hated that he never told her why he'd left her. They were startled when they suddenly saw something emerge from the water.
"Is that a Deviant?" asked Sprite, and the group started running.
"I thought you said you killed them all centuries ago," Dane shouted and Sprite looked over her shoulder at him.
"You told him about that?", Sersi asked her.
"You believed me?" asked Sprite to him. Sersi used her powers to stop the Deviant for a short time.
"I do now!" he shouted. Sersi told Sprite to watch Dane and Y/N followed her, Sprite also followed her after a few seconds and created dozens of illusions of the three Eternals, but suddenly he spotted them and they started running. Y/N and Sprite were pushed to the ground by the Deviant, but suddenly he was pushed into an empty store. Dane rushed to them and helped them up. The Deviant was thrown against a lamppost by a laser beam and Y/N watched as Ikaris stepped out of the store; he looked at her and smiled slightly.
"Evening, ladies," he greeted them.
"Watch out!" shouted Sersi, as Ikaris was thrown into a bus by the Deviant at that moment. Sersi turned the bus into rose petals and Ikaris began to fight the Deviant until he disappeared into the river. He landed in front of them and Sprite ran to him to hug him.
"Ikaris! I'm so happy to see you!" said Sprite excitedly.
"So you're the pilot?" asked Dane, raising an eyebrow. "I'm Dane."
"Hello Dane," he said simply and looked to Y/N, who however avoided his gaze. They talked briefly about the situation before giving Sersi and Dane time to talk to each other and the three of them went to their shared apartment. Sprite went to her room and left the couple alone. "I didn't mean to hurt you, Y/N."
She looked away from him as he walked closer to her. "You left just like that and I waited so many years for you to come back to me, but you didn't."
"Y/N-," he began, but her smartphone began to ring, interrupting her. She pulled it out of her pocket and answered the call.
"Hi Tom, what's up?" she asked, turning away from Ikaris. "I completely forgot about our date and I don't know if I'll be able to make it tomorrow"-she interrupted herself for a moment and looked at me over her shoulder-"There have been unexpected family issues that I need to take care of." -She smiled slightly and Ikaris crossed his arms in front of his chest- "We'll do it again once I get my issues sorted out, I promise...Yeah, I'll miss you too." Y/N ended the phone call and put it on the table behind him.
"Who is Tom?" asked Ikaris finally, "Is he your boyfriend?"
"Why? It's not like it's your business." She shrugged her shoulders, not wanting to show him that she still had feelings for him.
"Actually, it is my business, after all, you are still my wife," he explained, taking a step toward her.
"Really?" -She laughed hollowly and turned away from him- "We're Eternals; that promise means purely nothing." She could feel him behind her and his breath on her neck.
"You know that's a lie." He leaned in and kissed her under her ear. Ikaris wrapped his arm around her waist and pulled her against him; Y/N could feel his erection pressing against her and moaned slightly. He turned her to face him and pushed her against the table; she braced herself with her hands on the table. He wrapped her hair around his hand before kissing her hard; one of her hands was on his chest. After a few seconds, he broke the kiss and pulled her head back as he began kissing her neck. His hands pushed her dress up her thighs and she moaned at the feel of his hands on her skin. Taking advantage of the moment, he pressed his lips to hers again and slid his tongue into her mouth. "You're mine," he said as he broke the kiss.
"You don't own me anymore, Ikaris," she replied, pushing him away from her. She walked away from him to her room without another word, but just as she opened the door, Ikaris pulled her back to him and pushed her into the room. He pushed her against the closed door and grabbed her neck without squeezing. She took a deep breath as she looked at him and bit her lip.
"It seems that you have become disobedient in the last few centuries," he explained, stroking her lower lip with his thumb. "I think you need to be reminded who's in charge." Before she could retort anything, she was turned around and her dress was pulled up by him; with a deft move, he ripped her panties from her body. Y/N moaned softly as he stroked a finger through her damp fold. She winced as he suddenly slapped her butt; his other hand moved to her breast and he began to massage it as he continued to slap her butt. After a few more strokes, he gently caressed her skin; he wrapped his arm around her waist and pulled her to the bed. Ikaris pushed her down so she could lean on it with her hands. She heard him undo his belt and looked over her shoulder at him. He pushed her further onto the bed before climbing in after her. She could feel his hard cock at her entrance. Ikaris wrapped his hand around her hair and pulled her back against his chest as he thrust hard into her pussy, making her moan loudly. He put his hand over her mouth to keep her from moaning before he began thrusting into her.
"Whose are you?" he asked, thrusting deep inside her with each word. Ikaris kissed her neck and removed his hand for a moment. He pulled his cock almost completely out of her before thrusting quickly into her pussy again.
"To you, Ikaris," she replied with a moan, and he covered her mouth again. He nibbled on her neck and fucked her faster.
"That's right," he said, "Rub your clit." She let her hand wander down and began rubbing her clit rapidly; he could feel her tightening around his cock and it was getting harder to thrust into her. "Come for me." Her body began to shake uncontrollably before she stiffened and climaxed. He thrust deep into her pussy one last time, filling her with his hot cum. Ikaris let her hair go and she propped her arms on the bed as she recovered from her orgasm; after a few seconds his cock slipped out of her pussy and his cum flowed out of her and ran down her leg. He pulled down her dress and put his cock back in his pants before helping her up off the bed. Ikaris brushed a strand of hair behind her ear and kissed her forehead.
"Hey, where are you all?" called Sersi, and Ikaris smiled at Y/N.
"It's time for a family reunion, isn't it?" he asked and she returned his smile as she nodded.
A/N: Have you seen Eternals? What do you think of the movie? I personally loved it💚 And if you have a request for Ikaris, read here my rules!
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