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cyberghu0l · 1 year

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She Got Next

Riri and her friends decide to bring Shuri out to Chicago. One night they decide to bring her to their favorite strip club where she meets the finest and the baddest.

Shuri Udaku × fem reader

You dropped your makeup bag onto the table, then took a seat in front the brightly lit mirror. "It's packed tonight, yall. Make sure and keep it classy." You looked to your left and right, as you watched your friends. They laughed at your statement. "Listen to Y/N, please. Last time it was packed Coco knocked over like 6 bottles of alcohol." Neci looked down the long table at Coco who laughed nervously.

You finished up your eyeliner and put on some pink lipgloss. Finally satisfied with how you looked, you opened your locker and pulled out a new set. A pink bra that wrapped around your abdomen and matching panties with diamonds on the straps and garters. You got dressed in the bathroom and came out to put on your shoes.

"Showtime bitches!" Coco smiled brightly as she brought around shots for everyone. You got one off the tray and threw your head back as you drank it fast. The alcohol hitting your throat fast. You shook off the feeling a strapped on tall black heels. You smiled as you watched yourself in the mirror. Your curly hair parted at the middle, and your body shined with glitter.

You opened the door revealing the rest of the club. Dark lights shining everywhere, music blasting, people dancing. Just like any night. You found your normal spot and got to dancing. Swaying your hips to the music and blowing kisses to people in the crowd.

Shuri's POV

I don't know why I agreed to this. I didn't want to leave home after shopping and drinking last night, but Riri and her bestfriend insisted we go to a club. I put on a pair of black pants and a black tshirt. Then, clasped on a silver chain and put on a pair of sneakers. Riri walked in wearing a short brown satin dress that draped at her chest, and white strappy heels that clicked on the floor as she walked.

"Girl, we are going to the club and you wanna go unnoticed?" She spoke. I chuckled. "Yes actually. Because it's not like I have my identity I want to hide." My tone dripping in sarcasm. She rolled her eyes. The scientist grabbed her purse and keys. "Are you ready at least?" I nodded. "Let's go!" She yelled in excitement.

We walked out the dormitory silently, not to alert any guards or RAs. The second she saw her classic red car waiting for us, she turned to me. "What is this doing here?" Her eyes wide. "I asked Griot to bring it around. I know you want to ride it." I smirked watching the anticipation in her eyes. "No motorcycle tonight then." She shrugged and got into the driver side.

The drive wasn't too long. It was long enough for Riri to play the entire discography of an artist "SZA" though. I laughed as she screamed the lyrics to me at a red light. We finally pulled up to a club with a huge red LED sign that read:

Come As You Wish

"Alright, Natasha and Tiana are already inside at a table for us. If you get lost or get into anything." She raised her brows, "Tap your beads." She held up her wrist that showed her kimoyo beads as well. I nodded and opened the door. The smell of strong alcohol and weed hit my nose. Music blasted from all corners and the lights were red with white beams. Dancers on tables and poles wearing revealing outfits, and men giving them money.

I lost Riri somewhere, so I decided to go to the bar for a drink. I sipped from the glass as I looked around more. A girl in a pink and diamond two piece hung from a pole as she spun blowing kisses and winking at needy viewers.

Your POV

I twirled around the metal pole, holding my heels with one hand and the other taking cash from men. Some girls in the crowd who gave me 5s and 10s smiled at me. I always loved when women came because they gave out more money, they were also my favorite regulars. I winked at them, receiving more money in exchange. The waist band of my bottoms were full of cash I went to the back to put it away. Alyssa was peaking out the other door.

"What are you doing, you look like a stalker." She closed the door and squealed. "Guess who's here?" She sat in front of you smiling brightly. "I don't know but I'm sure you're dying to tell me." You responded as you opened your bag, stuffing money into it. "Princess Shuri!" You stopped and looked up at her. "Don't play with me right now." Alyssa shook her head still smiling.

You've always adored Shuri for her work in her own country and partnership with America. You envied her drive and wanted to be as glorious as her. The fact that she was here made you lose all sanity. "What is she doing here though?" You questioned. The other shrugged her shoulders. "Don't do anything stupid." She told you. You laughed and zipped up the black bag and walked back out.

This time when you walked out, she was siting in front your usual spot.

Great.

You sucked in your breath and walked up the pole. The dim lights hid your nervousness. You smiled watching the people around her. You swayed your body to music, getting lost in it. You swung around the pole, climbing up to top. Your legs twisted together, and your lower body hung down as you spun. You folded up and grabbed the top of the pole with your hands, you legs untwisted and you fell down, landing on your heels.

Viktor, one the waiters tapped you. You bent down as he came to your ear. "A customer requested girl in all black in front of you have a private dance." You nodded. It was often that you got requests from other people for someone to have a private. You stood and turned around and saw the only girl in all black was the one and only Shuri Udaku.

Holy shit.

You thought. However, this was your job. You bent down again, catching her attention. Your finger curled for her to come closer. You whispered into her ear. "A special someone requested you a private dance, love." She pulled back, her eyes wide.

Shuri's POV

The girl who was on the pole, bent down in front of me. She motioned for me to come to her. Confused, I obeyed. She leaned to my ear. Her perfume filled my senses. "A special someone requested you a private dance, love." She spoke. I pulled away, my eyes widened. I looked around and found Riri and her friends giggling laughing at me. I sneakily put up my middle finger as they let out another laugh.

I turned back to the girl. "Sure." I breathed out. She smirked and took my hand. She walked down the steps and led me through the crowd not letting go of me. The diamonds on her panty line shined in the white lights that spun around the club. We passed men and women that were drunk and high out of their minds. One stopped her. "I'll take a private dance now, sweetheart."

Rude much?

She looked him up and down with a look that could kill. "Sorry sweetheart." She mocked his drunken tone, "She got next, but I'll take this." She took the 50 he held up and continued walking. I admired her hustle. She has respect for herself and what she does. These idiots don't deserve to even watch her. We walked up to a large red curtain. She opened it and stepped aside. I sucked in my breath and walked in. Inside there was nothing but a black chair and a table filled with alcohol. I sat down looking at her.

She closed the curtain, the music now faintly playing in the room. I'm pretty sure I could hear my heart beating. She looked at me and laughed. "What?" I questioned. "You look like you're gonna shit yourself." I chuckled. "It's my first time here." I confessed. She nodded slowly. "Well, I'm gonna say the rules. I'm not gonna touch you anywhere you don't want me to, you're not allowed to touch me unless I say so. If you do try anything, I am obligated to call a security guard or the police on you." She finished.

"Am I allowed to...touch you?" I cleared my throat. She smirked at my reaction and nodded. She walked up to me, straddling my legs and sat in my lap. Her hands on her thighs. "Am I allowed to touch you?" She asked me. Her face was inches from mine. I could see her features better now.

She's beautiful.

I nodded not taking my attention from her eyes. She wrapped her arms around my neck, dragging them to my chest. I watched her hands go down, but she pulled my head up with her finger. "Just watch me." She smirked.

Your POV

You were surprised you weren't fangirling in front her right now. The music from outside flowed through the room. It was slower than the usual tracks they play so you kept your attention on her eyes as hers roamed your body. You got up and turned around, sitting back down into her lap. This time, moving your hips in circles. You stood up and walked behind her. You placed your hands on her shoulders and dragged them down to her chest.

You could feel how tense she was. "Don't be so nervous." You whispered into her ear. You circled in front of her and spread her legs apart. You bent down in front of her and slowly trailed your hands up to her opening, stopping just before. You felt her breath hitch. You smirked and stood back up. The song was coming to an end and so was the dance. You kept it short for her, not to freak her out. Her legs were still open so I sat on one of her thighs, draping my arm on one of her shoulders.

"What are you thinking right now?" You asked. You were genuinely curious after giving the princess of Wakanda a lap dance. It's not everyday you get someone as nervous as her. She looked at you, as if searching for something.

"I can't. This is all really new to me." I chuckled. "Do you like it?" You questioned. "Beginning to." She said with a slight smile. "Well, it's been a pleasure dancing for you. Princess." You got up before she said anything. You opened the curtains again and made your way back to your usual spot.

i need to see avatar again yall. idk if i told you guys if i watched it or not but i last weekend and it was so good. the 3 hours were worth it🤞🏽

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moonlight-presence · 2 years

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noticed u have requests open ! would it be ok to request a fic of Jake Lockley smut ? maybe it’s his first time with the reader after watching Marc/Steven have her for so long, he’s pent up and all 👀

Getting to know you (Jake Lockley X Reader)

Category: F/M

Fandom: Moon Knight (2022)

Relationship: Jake Lockley X Reader

Words: 3960

Summary: Jake is jealous of Marc and Steven, so he asks them if he can "get to know you better"... You aren´t sure of this, so you ask to talk to him first. Things escalate a bit, and you end up knowing him in a very intimate way.

Warnings: Dom Jake, Doggystyle, Blowjobs, Spanking, Jealousy, Sub reader, Rough sex, Backshots, Basically Jake being really dominant and rough, You are kind of scared of Jake but not really (he is just intimidating)

Translation for the Spanish words: "mi amor": my love; "princesa": princess; "hermosa": pretty, beautiful ; "mi vida": my life; "mierda": shit; "rápido": quickly; hurry up; "Dulces sueños": sweet dreams.

MATURE CONTENT 18+

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You open the door of your apartment, a bag of groceries in one hand and your purse in the other. You look around and see Steven looking at the mirror in front of him, his worried eyes staring at something you couldn´t see as he mumbled something only audible to him.

You quickly realized he was talking with Marc… Well, you guessed it was Marc because they never really talked to Jake. In fact, you haven´t actually held a proper conversation with him. All of your social interactions consisted of quick words, most of them in Spanish, and then Marc would take control.

Marc never really liked when Jake took control of the body.

He was the most unpredictable alter of all of them, and that made him the most dangerous. However… If you had to admit it, you quite liked when he stared you down with that intense gaze of his… And the way he spoke Spanish, did make shivers run down your spine.

You close the door behind you and Steven almost jumps in place as he looks at you. He clears his throat, and forces a small smile, the weird gesture clearly transmitting that he is quite nervous about something.

You put down your things on the kitchen table, and cross your arms beneath your chest, your head tilting in question at him.

"Is everything alright, honey?", Steven swallows and nods before glancing shortly at the mirror and mumbling a quick "shut up, please."

"Hum…Yeah, darling, everything is marvelous. Hum, how was work?", he tries to change the subject and you arch an eyebrow.

"It was good… Steven, are you really okay? What is it?", you push further and Steven begins playing with his fingers. He licks his lips slowly and then meets your eyes, he is clearly distressed.

"Hum… I-I… Bollocks, I have to tell you something.", he says and you feel your heart tighten. Steven walks toward you and you look at him with worry.

"You are scaring me, Steven…", he grabs your hands and gently squeezes them.

"M-marc, well he didn't want me to tell you but I am going to do it because it's the right thing to do… Jake, he-", his voice suddenly comes to a halt and you see him closing his eyes and groaning. You wait a bit for something to happen and then you see his body becoming tenser, his face harder than before.

"It´s nothing. Come on, let me help with the groceries.", Marc says before moving towards the bag and making you frown at him.

"Bullshit you will! Marc, what is going on?!", you raise your voice slightly and he freezes on the spot, his muscles tensing up. You are beginning to feel more and more worried.

Marc slowly turns around and sighs before crossing his arms beneath his chest, his biceps flexing with the movement. He studies you for a bit before shaking his head in defeat.

"Jake talked to us today… About you and your relationship with me and Steven.", he finally says and you frown in confusion.

"Okay… What did he say?"

"Some fucking bullshit, that´s what he said…", he sighs and then puts his fingers on the hook of his nose. He squeezes the area a bit and then inhales again before adding, "He wants to have sex with you as well."

Your eyes widen deeply and Marc nods making his words sink into you. You never thought about that before… Fuck, you rarely think about Jake. He isn´t a part of your life, Marc and Steven are…

"I-I… What did you say back?", I ask and Marc clears his throat.

"Well, we obviously said no because the fucker barely even talks to you but he fucking insisted… He hasn´t shut up about it ever since and it´s starting to annoy the shit out of me."

"Let me talk to him.", you say and Marc immediately shakes his head.

"No way."

"Baby, let me talk to him…Please.", you add with a stern voice making Marc groan. If you want to understand what´s going on, you have to talk to Jake first.

"I don´t trust him, baby… You know that."

"I will be okay, Marc… He won´t do anything I don´t want, I promise you that.", I reassure and Marc considers your words. You can sense he is struggling to keep Jake from getting control, his breath is becoming quicker and his muscles tenser.

"If anything goes wrong or I see you getting worried, I will immediately take over. Okay?"

"Okay… I love you.", you say and he smiles at you before rolling his eyes and finally letting Jake take over. The switch is rough as the body starts tensing up and becoming more and more rigid. If you thought Marc was tense, that's nothing compared to Jake.

Suddenly you see him opening his eyes, they are darker than before… More soulless even and that makes you very nervous in a way.

"Mi amor, no time no see.", he says with a smirk. You swallow dryly and try to relax a bit.

"Marc said you want to have sex with me… Is that true?", you ask without any further ado.

Jake looks at you for a bit, cockiness on his face as he searches for an answer. You know Marc wouldn't lie to you… Or Steven, but you just want Jake to confirm it. You need to hear it from him, first.

"They aren't lying, no…", he finally answers making your heart skip a beat. You try to hide your panic but Jake sees through it, "Why are you scared? Do I scare you, mi vida?"

"No.", you lie and then try to cover up by saying, "I am just curious as to why you want to have sex with me… We haven't really spoken that much."

Jake inhales deeply and nods, "That's true, yeah…But,", he moves closer to you and you do your best to calm down, "You know how fucking torturous it is to see Marc and Steven fuck you every day knowing you aren't the one doing those things to you?"

His voice drops to a soft growl, his words filled with seduction and also a bit of anger. You look at him as he stops in front of you, his face just inches away. He smells like Marc and Jake… He looks like them, too… But, they aren't the same. Fuck, you don't know what to do.

"You can just try to ignore it if it makes you uncomfortable, Jake.", you answer and his lips curl into a smirk. He lifts his hands and softly presses them on your shoulders, the action making you hold your breath.

"Oh, mi amor, it doesn't make me uncomfortable… It makes me fucking furious that they get to see your little pretty face moan in pleasure while I have to sit back and watch. We all have the same body… The same voice… The same hair…The same cock."

The last words make your cheeks heat up immediately and Jake's lips stretch wider as that cocky smirk stays on his face. You can feel his hands going down your arms, his fingertips tracing your skin with precision.

You try your best to remain composed but your heart is racing and you can feel his hot breath on your lips. It's like he is putting a spell on you, drawing you in at a quick rate. Fuck.

"I-I…"

"You, you?", he teases, and then his hands move to your hips, you part your lips as a small breath leaves them. You can feel a warmth begin in your intimate parts and you want to punch yourself for how much you are attracted to him.

"Jake… Hum, we barely know each other.", you try to say as his fingers rub your waist. He looks at you and then pushes you closer to him, the pull making you hit his chest and gasp.

"Then let me introduce myself, mi amor… Properly.", and then his lips are on your neck, his hot breath hitting your nerves in an astonishing way.

You let out a small moan and Jake smirks into your neck and continues pressing small kisses and bites. He takes your flesh into his mouth and starts sucking on it, drawing all the blood he can so in the morning you will have a massive hickey on the area.

"P-people will see… Fuck…", you say breathless and he gently removes his mouth before giving the area a soft lick.

"Let them see, mi amor. I want everyone to know who did that to you… Who got to fuck you. You hear me?", he asks again and you whine at his filthy words.

Jake roughly grabs your blouse and then rips it open, several buttons flying everywhere as your bra and breasts are exposed before him. You gasp and widen your eyes at the sudden action but he is already dipping his tongue into your cleavage.

His mouth attacks you with licks and kisses, his hands moving to his shirt until he pulls it off of his torso quickly. Jake's hands go to the clasp of your bra and, in a quick motion, he removes the piece of underwear from your body.

Your breasts spill out and he doesn't take any time before grabbing them with both hands. You can't do anything, your heart is racing as your body is attacked by his actions. Each kiss is like a new wave of pleasure and each squeeze is enough to make you moan his name.

His name. Not Marc's, not Steven's, his.

"Those fuckers have no idea how lucky they are… Mierda, you are so fucking gorgeous.", he mumbles against your breasts. You bite your lip and don't say anything, your cheeks are bright red at his boldness.

Even Marc has never been this bold before… This is different. He is rougher than them but in the best way possible.

"F-fuck… I want to touch you, too…", you whine and Jake stops and lifts his head.

You hear his belt unbuckling and soon enough his hands are around his cock as he strokes himself slowly. You look down and lick your lips at the sight.

"Get on your knees.", he orders and you nod extremely rapidly. You don't even feel embarrassed anymore, you just want to taste him.

You drop to your knees and then Jake points his cock against your lips. He traces his shiny head on your mouth, his pre-cum filling your lips as you slowly part them and moan. You see him curse in Spanish and then he taps his cock against your mouth.

"Open."

You do and then he basically shoves his cock inside of your mouth without any warning. You gasp for air and try to take as much of him as possible, your hands go straight to his thighs as you try to maintain a steady pace.

Jake doesn't allow it, though. He grabs your hair and holds it roughly while fucking your mouth. Each heavy thrust makes his head hit the back of your throat and you close your eyes and try to breathe through your nose. You can already feel yourself being very overwhelmed by him but you want to prove you can take him… You have sucked this cock before and you will do it again with skill.

"Just like that… Let me fuck your mouth, princesa. Fuck.", he whispers with rough moans. You hum around his shaft and start moving up and down, your throat opening wider in order to take all of him in.

You feel your hair being tugged forward and soon he is moving your head with his thrusts as if you are just a mouth to him. It´s humiliating, it´s primitive, and it´s turning you on in a way you aren´t very proud of.

You grip his thighs harder, his moans growing stronger as he looks down at you with pure lust. You try to stare at him too but a sudden push of his cock down your throat almost makes you gag and you whine around his shaft.

"Thought you could take this cock, princesa…", he mocks and you feel your pride being injured a bit. You are sure he is just trying to annoy you, so you manage to open your throat more and circle your tongue around the vein of his cock.

That seems to make him moan and grip your head tighter, the action making you smirk a bit. He gives you one last thrust and then pulls himself off of your mouth. Drops of saliva drip from the corners of your lips as you try to catch your breath. His cock is flushed red and standing proudly in front of you.

"As much as I love this mouth, mi amor, I want to fuck that pretty little pussy of yours… Take off the rest of your clothes and lay on the bed on all fours. Rápido, princesa."

The command in Spanish makes your core almost pulse and you nod before getting up quickly and removing your clothes. You walk towards the bed as Jake also takes off his shoes, pants, and boxers.

You take a deep breath in as you get on all fours, the coldness of the air hits your dripping core in a way that makes you bite your lip. You don´t look behind but you can hear his footsteps approaching you.

Suddenly the bed sinks as he kneels behind your ass, his hands going straight to your skin as he massages the area roughly. You lean back a bit and he gives you a small rub with his cock before pulling away.

"I am going to fuck you so good, mi amor… But, first, I think you deserve some punishment for not letting me fuck this pussy sooner, uh?", you can hear the smugness in his voice.

You try to look behind but soon a harsh slap is sent to your left cheek making you gasp. You widen your eyes as he rubs the burning area and then he hits your other cheek, his entire palm certainly leaving a mark on your flesh. You let out a soft moan and blush deeply as you realize how much you are enjoying this.

It´s such a strange mixture of pain and pleasure…

"Do you like that, princesa?", he whispers as another slap is sent to your ass. You moan again and nod making Jake slowly bring his other hand down to your dripping entrance.

"Y-yes…", you whisper in response as he slowly coated his fingers in your wetness.

"So wet… Is this all for me? I never saw you this wet for either of them, princesa…", he says making your cheeks turn bright red. You know it´s not true but this jealousy of him is very arousing so you play along.

"It´s j-just for you, Jake. Fuck…", you curse as he hits your ass again, this time harder than the others.

"Hum… Say you are sorry. Beg for my forgiveness, hermosa.", the nickname makes your heart flutter and you bite your lip before trying to find words.

He is already so possessive over you and it´s driving you insane. All you want is for him to fuck you but you have to be patient. You are sure Jake isn´t gonna let you off the hook that quickly.

"I am sorry…", he hits your ass again and you arch your back, a loud moan escaping your lips. This time he starts circling your entrance with the head of his cock, both of his hands now on your waist.

"For what?", he asks as he very gently pushes his head in and out of your hole. You just want to bury yourself around his shaft but you know if you do so, he will be very pissed.

"For not letting you fuck me sooner… Jake, come on, fuck me… Please…", you ask with a whiny voice making him push a little bit deeper before removing himself again.

"You sound pretty when you beg, you know? I like it… Do it again, mi amor.", he mocks with cockiness making you groan with frustration. You lick your lips and try to ignore the burning ache in your clit.

"P-please… Jake, please. I am sorry, I am so sorry.", you say again, as breathless as ever as he teases your entrance.

"Hum… Since you asked so nicely.", suddenly he sinks himself inside of you making a gasp leave your mouth, your heart quickening as he begins thrusting rapidly.

He doesn´t even give you time to adjust to his cock as he starts fucking you like an insane animal. You arch your back and look at the mattress, the blood going to your head as you try to catch your breath. He just digs his hands in your waist and uses your body to fuck himself inside of you.

There´s almost no affection, no love, and it´s something very new to you… You barely know Jake, this doesn't surprise you at all. In fact, it´s kind of refreshing to be used like this. The way he moans your name and groans as he pushes deeper is enough to drive you insane.

"Mierda… So fucking tight for me.", he says with small deep moans. You let out a mixture of a whine and scream as he hits your cervix abruptly.

Even though you have fucked Marc and Steven before, this feels so much different. He is getting deeper and deeper inside of you, reaching places you never knew were possible to reach. All you can do is moan his name and try to support your sweaty body on the bed.

"M-my arms hurt… Can I lay my chest down, sir?", the nickname kind of just slipped out of your mouth and you feel Jake push deeper, signaling that he liked it.

"You can, princesa. Just keep your ass up for me while I use this tight hole of yours, okay?", he says and you nod before dropping your torso on the bed.

You part your thighs wider to give him a better angle and soon he is leaning his chest against your back, the new position making him fuck you deeper if that´s even possible at this point.

You can feel your walls being stretched around his shaft, your body trembling as he digs his nails into your hips. You are sure you are going to have marks tomorrow but you don´t care. You have never felt like this and it´s addictive.

"Oh my God… I am close, sir. Fuck.", you moan and he moves his hands down your sweaty back before gripping your hair.

Jake slightly tugs it and then almost scratches your scalp as his fingers grip harder. You feel your skin burn at the roughness and you let out a mixture of a hiss and a moan. You hear him chuckling before slowing down his thrusts.

He begins circling his cock a bit inside of you and soon he manages to hit your g-spot. You let out a louder moan and you swear you hear him smirk before he hits it again, and again, very slowly.

"Do you want to cum?"

"Y-yes… Please, I want to cum so badly.", you confess with your cheek pressed against the bed. He lowers his body on you and then you feel his hot breath on your ear making you shiver.

"Who do you belong to, princesa?"

"Y-you…Oh my God.", you say as he quickens his pace. Your clitoris is throbbing as you feel your orgasm approaching.

"What´s my name. Who is fucking you this good?", he asks with a growl and then takes your earlobe into his mouth. He licks the skin and you almost let out a tear fall down your cheek at how good that feels.

"Jake… Jake Lockley. Y-you, sir… Please, let me cum.", you beg again as he bites your earlobe gently and then kisses your neck.

"Say it again, I want them to hear it. Fucking scream it.", he orders and you nod before swallowing down a moan.

Your thighs are shaking, your whole body dripping sweat as your orgasm almost bursts inside of you. You are trying so badly to hold it, to be good for him but it´s getting so difficult.

"Jake Lockley is fucking me this good… Y-you, this is all because of you. Sir, please!", you say again louder and he smirks into your neck.

"Good girl.", he whispers and you let out a deep moan before he quickens his pace. Your eyes close shut as your orgasm starts hitting you.

Your mouth opens in an `O´ but you don´t let out any sounds as you feel an insane amount of pleasure go through you. Jake doesn´t slow down as you begin shaking around his hard cock.

"Just like that… Cum for me, princesa. You feel so good.", he encourages but you aren´t really listening. All you can feel is a pleasure and your mind turning into a fog.

For a good few seconds, you think you lost your senses. Your thighs are aching, your clitoris convulsing as your wetness drips down your legs. Jake gives you a few more hard thrusts before removing himself from you and finishing off on your back.

You whimper softly as you feel his cum paint your skin, it´s burning hot and you let yourself drop to the bed. You gasp for air and feel your heart racing as your orgasm finally starts fading away.

Jake is also breathless, his hands going to your back before he cleans some of his cum with his fingers. You aren't sure what he is going to do, but then you open your eyes to see his fingers pointed towards your mouth.

"Open your mouth.", he orders and you do so. He shoves his fingers inside and you lick his cum off of them, the salty flavor filling your mouth.

You moan around them weakly and then swallow everything. Jakes removes his fingers and curses under his breath as he sits on the bed next to you.

You stay there curled into a ball for a while before finally turning on your back and looking at his sweaty body. Jake doesn´t speak but you can see him looking at the mirror and smirking. Fuck, you bet he is giving that smug ass look to Marc and Steven.

"What are they saying?", you manage to ask and Jake looks at you through the reflection. You see cockiness in his eyes and your cheeks heat up again.

You should be ashamed of how much you liked being fucked by him but you aren´t. It was really fucking good and kind of refreshing… You still love Marc and Steven very much but you needed something like this.

"Nothing special, mi amor… Rest.", he says before turning his torso and brushing your calves up and down. The gesture is very sweet and for the first time in your life, you see a small smile on his lips.

He looks pretty when he smiles… Maybe he isn´t so bad after all, you think as you look at his face.

"Okay…", you whisper and then bite your lip before saying, "Hey… I really liked that."

Jake chuckles a bit and leans down to kiss your legs, "Me too… Dulces sueños, mi amor."

You inhale deeply and close your eyes, his fingers continue brushing your skin and you lose yourself in that sweet feeling. It´s nice and intimate, and you are regretting not talking to him sooner.

You love Marc and Steven, and perhaps, one day, you will love Jake as well...

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romancingromanoff · 1 year

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What I Feel For You

Thena xf!reader

It’s 400 AD and the height of the Gupta Empire. Over 5,000 years have passed since you first gazed upon Thena and you haven’t stopped looking at her since.

A/N: This has been on my mind since I rewatched the film November and I’ve always felt that Eternals has been one of the more underrated movies of phase 4. Angelina Jolie is also brilliant as Thena obviously and since she’s bisexual in real life then her character has to be queer too. I don’t make the rules.

Word count: 2655

You supposed that stranger pairs had existed. As you gazed upon Sersi and Ikaris while they partook in their bonding ceremony, you couldn’t help but think about how different the two of them were. While Sersi was pure warmth that seemed to extend to every single person she met, Ikaris remained tactical and slightly removed from everything else that happened with the humans around them. But then you remembered how Sersi had softened him and the days of Babylon where he seemed to grow an entirely new perspective. He began learning the humans’ languages, became more involved in their development and culture, and allowed Sersi to lead him into something he would have otherwise left unfamiliar.

The problem was that you couldn’t change for Thena even though you longed to desperately. For her you would remake yourself from the dirt and clay you stood on, mold a new person with your own tears. Back in Babylon, she said that she didn’t come to Earth to cower behind walls, but that’s exactly what you did. On that day you had watched her fight deviants with cosmic weaponry and both the grace and strength of a thousand winds. You were behind the city walls, of course, for what else would you have been able to do?

Similar to Druig, your special ability was mostly psychological and didn’t serve much purpose on the battlefield. Communicating with animals had allowed you to assist the humans in their domestication but not much else when it came to fighting the deviants. In fact, you spent most of your time in the company of four-legged, scaly, or winged creatures and admiring your Thena from afar.

A few decades ago, the two of you had shared a dance during the humans’ celebration of solstice that Druig and Phastos sneakily planned. You remembered feeling more alive than ever with her arms around that night. A stupid joke that you told her actually made her smile the biggest you had ever seen and suddenly you were about to confess all the feelings that had been kept hidden over the course of thousands of years. But then in an instant, the entire party erupted into a swarm of chaos when a band of horns sounded out the spotting of some lurking deviants.

“Stay here, little one,” she had quickly told you before placing a brief kiss on your forehead and running off as a sword materialized into her hands. But you were certain that she had only been concerned about you as a friend would and quickly convinced yourself that she wasn’t interested.

And there was also Gilgamesh. Admittedly, there was a time earlier on into your mission that you wanted to resent him completely. He was strong, a natural protector, and capable of giving Thena that life of adventure you knew she longed for. The way that the two worked in sync when they fought was almost like an intricate dance you knew only two people with a deep personal connection could choreograph. You couldn’t help but covet what he had but being the giant teddy bear that he was it eventually softened you. Now, you tried to be happy for them both from the sidelines.

After the bonding ceremony you retreated to a nearby herd of elephants that you were growing pretty close with. You were languidly brushing the oldest female and leader of the herd when Ajak stumbled upon you.

“I’m sure these majestic creatures make wonderful company but a little bird told me that you’re avoiding someone in particular,” she approached you and the herd slowly. Ajak was always careful around animals and behaved much more respectfully than others like Kingo. Near Mount Erymanthos he had once tried to ride a giant wild boar on a dare from Sprite which had ended awfully for all parties involved. “Care to talk to old me about it?”

You knew that Ajak wasn’t a threat to the elephants so you silently directed them to let her through as you replied, “Birds are terrible gossips, you can’t trust them all the time.” That one made her chuckle a bit but then she became serious once again.

“Why don’t you talk to Thena? She cares about you, you know? We all do and just want to see you happy.”

“She doesn’t care about me the way that I care about her,” you sigh right before another elephant steals the brush from your hand and holds it up out of your reach with its trunk. “Hey, what the heck?”

“See? Even they know you’re being ridiculous. Why do you assume that she feels that way when you haven’t spoken about it?”

“Ajak, look at me,” you step back so that now all of the elephants tower over you like trees. Besides Sprite, you’re the shortest of the eternals and quite insecure about it. And while you weren’t bad looking by any means, Sersi and Makkari were certainly more beautiful than you were. You had always had an easier time blending into a crowd. “What can I give her that Gilgamesh can’t? She deserves someone like him who won’t hold her back. My life isn’t exciting and full of danger like hers. I would just bore her.”

That’s when Ajak gives you a stern, foreboding look and you know that you’ve upset her. “Careful there, I don’t want to hear you say things like that about yourself. You may not be a fighter like her but neither of you are just one single thing. You bring out a different side of her that no one else can and she has feelings for you too.”

That’s what makes your head shoot up at attention. “She... she told you that?” You can hardly believe what Ajak is telling you but suddenly your heart is bursting with hope.

“Actually, Gilgamesh and I were just discussing it.” That is... surprising. “But Thena has her own insecurities and isn’t certain how to talk to you either.”

“Why... why is that? She’s Thena! She’s the most incredible person I’ve ever known. She isn’t scared of anything.”

Ajak simply shrugs but gives you a suggestive look. “Sometime our judgment becomes clouded when we’re in love. Maybe it’s something you should think about.” With a smile, she gracefully turns on her heels and begins walking away.

The elephant hands you your brush back but by now you’re too distracted to continue brushing them. There’s an idea forming in your head and you need their opinion on something.

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A few days later when everything is set up, you’re going over the plan one last time with Gilgamesh while Thena is out training.

“Do you think she’ll like it?” You’re certain that by now he must be sick of dealing with you but he simply laughs and gives you a nod.

“Relax, she’s going to love it! Just be yourself and she won’t be able to resist you.” You curse yourself for ever holding a grudge against Gilgamesh. He’s been nothing but sweet and supportive this entire time and you hope to someday repay him back. He pulls you into a warm hug before his eyes catch something and he becomes much quieter. “She’s right over there, good luck.”

When you turn to look at Thena, it’s like emerging from freezing cold waters and feeling the warmth of the sun on your face for the first time. Everything about her is mesmerizing and bright and it makes you feel like an entirely new being just discovering the wonders of the world. She looks at you with some understandable curiosity after seeing you and Gilgamesh innocently embrace and begins to walk towards you, her eyes never leaving yours. You’re determined not to break eye contact with her but a smile uncontrollably takes over your entire face until she’s only a few feet in front of you and finally speaks.

“Did I miss something?” She asks with a hint of playfulness in her tone and you quickly shake your head.

“No, you’re actually right on time,” this causes her to raise an eyebrow at you and you plead with yourself to stay strong. “I was hoping that you would join me for a ride, if you wanted to that is.”

Her surprised smile causes tingles to spread throughout your entire body. “I would be honored, sweet one, but what would we be riding?” You’re probably grinning like a child at this point but you just continue to stand there cheekily as the answer reveals itself. Out from the jungle, an elephant slowly saunters its way over towards the two of you and Thena’s eyes light up even more than usual. “She’s ethereal,” you hear her whisper before the elephant gives a reply.

“Her name is Aaloka and she says thank you,” you translate. “She also said she agrees with me.”

“Agrees with you on what?”

Be brave. “That you are very beautiful,” your words surprise her and a blush begins to cover her cheeks. It’s all so much to take in that you start to feel your heart race. The only other times it does that is when you’re fearful, but she’s the only one that makes it beat this way. It’s like it beats for her.

Aaloka kneels and Thena assists you on top first before gracefully leaping up behind you. You start to feel a bit overwhelmed by how high up you are with nothing to hold onto until she wraps your arms around your waist and instantly freeze. No one has ever held you like this before. Eventually, you allow yourself to relax your body and sink softly back into hers. It’s an unfamiliar feeling, but a welcome one.

“Are we just going to sit here or do you plan on taking me somewhere?” She asks playfully and it shakes you from your spell.

“Um, yes! Let’s go!”

Aaloka already knows which path to follow and it doesn’t take as long as you had expected for you to arrive at the spring. In the close distance is a waterfall that reflects the vibrant pinks, yellows, and oranges of the sky all around you. Thena lets go of you, which leaves you feeling somewhat empty, and is the first to dismount before you awkwardly try to slide your way down. At the very last second, the elephant moves one of her feet so that you trip forward and lose your balance. Thena immediately catches you in her arms with a soft laugh and brushes away some of your hair that’s been slightly tussled.

“Hey, that wasn’t very nice!” You scold the elephant which has no sense of guilt whatsoever. “She did that in purpose you know.” Thena chuckles once again with a look of amusement in her eyes.

“I think she knows that I like keeping you in my arms, sweet one,” Thena huskily breaths into your ear and it causes a gasp to escape from your mouth. Looking up into her giant hypnotizing orbs stops time itself. How did you become so lucky to be here with her? Doubt starts to settle in and you unconsciously cling to her harder.

“I just don’t know what I’ve done to deserve your affections. I’m not strong like you or fast like Makkari. Everyone on the team has a myth or a legend named after them except for me. Thena, they named a goddess and a city after you! But me? I’m nothing extraordinary.” The confession brings a frown on her face that instantly confuses you. What did you say that upset her?

“Do you really not see how incredible you are? You’re the most amazing person I know.” Thena looks at you with such admiration that it’s almost impossible for you not to believe her words. “If they name something else after Kingo I think his ego might cause his head to explode. But you, my darling, are too quick to discredit yourself for all the good you have helped put into this world. Things you have done from the pureness of your own heart even if you were scared, unsure of how to show the humans and animals how they must work together. Respect each other.”

“It’s my job,” you brush it off with a shrug, unsure of what she’s getting at. Nothing that you’ve done could ever compare to when she saved an entire city full of people. “You deserve someone just as strong as you are. A fighter that can protect you.”

“You think I can’t protect myself?” She raises an eyebrow at you and you realize how stupid you must have sounded.

“No, that’s not what I meant! Of course you’re… I meant to say that I wouldn’t want to… because I’m not-“

All the air dissipates from your lungs when her hand comes to rest at your cheek. Softly laughing, she drops the fake act of frustration in order to soothe you.

“Shhh, I was only joking, my dear. For the record, I’m not interested in a partner that can spar with me or deals with all their problems like Ikaris by blasting through everything. I only want you. You’ve taught me that there’s so much more to life than fighting. That there can be different ways of looking at the world.”

It’s at that same moment that the universe seems to send you a message in the form of thousands of green lights which begin to float up towards the sky. The synchronous dancing of the fireflies wasn’t something you had planned and you find it difficult to resist the smile that grows on your face. Standing together in the glowing green light, it feels nothing short of a truly magical moment.

“Y/N,” Thena softly whispers and you are brought back to the face of the most beautiful woman in the world looking at you with so much warmth. “I would never lie to you. So please believe me when I say I have never loved anyone else the way I love you.”

You’re sure your own heart is glowing within your chest brighter than all the fireflies in the world.

“You… You love me?” All of a sudden it feels as if you might float away. As long as she goes with you you’d be fine.

“Yes, darling. I love you and I’d be honored to be yours.”

“I love you too!” You throw your arms around her neck while Thena giggles, instinctively pulling your bodies closer together.

“May I kiss you, little one?” She breaths in your ear, sending shivers of anticipation across every inch of your skin.

“Please do,” you answer with a smile before your lips finally meet.

Your kiss is exactly like all the wonderful things you love about Thena. She’s gentle yet passionate, pouring all of her desire for you into the kiss while still being incredibly soft and responsive. In all your years of living you’ve never kissed anyone before. You’ve secretly observed human couples of all types share countless kisses throughout history. You feel like you’ve been forced to sit through even more between Sersi and Ikaris in the past century alone. Every time you’ve wondered what It must be like to experience something so magical. With Thena, you’re certain you finally understand what all of the fuss was about. Nothing else has ever felt so right.

The two of you eventually separate when you’re both startled by the sound of Aaloka triumphantly cheering. Thena pulls you closer to her as you laugh, smiling directly into the crook of her neck.

“What did she say?” Thena asks.

“Something along the lines of ‘It was about time already!’”

“Well I have been waiting to kiss you for only a few thousand years!”

Feeling bold, you reach up to take Thena’s face into your hands. “Maybe we should make up for the lost time?”

“Definitely,” she agrees before swooping down to bring your lips together once again.

#thena x reader #reader insert #eternals #thena #thena eternals #ajak #ajak eternals #sersi #sersi eternals #ikaris #ikaris eternals #marvel #marvel imagines #MCU #mcu phase four #eternals imagines

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fxllfaiiry · 2 years

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𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐢𝐭 | 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐚 𝐦𝐚𝐱𝐢𝐦𝐨𝐟𝐟

summary: you ask wanda if you guys can try something new in the bedroom.

word count: 800+

warnings: scissoring, slight milf!wanda, mommy!wanda, subby!reader, 18+ only!

authors note: not proof read.

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“Are Billy and Tommy asleep?” You asked Wanda in a hushed whisper.

“Dead asleep, they were exhausted,” Wanda answered chucking. Seeing her in the most simple outfit was turning you on, you wanted her to fuck you right here, although that may not be the best idea.

“Draga, you still with me?” Her voice snapped you out of your haze; you hadn't realised that you had been staring at her.

“Yeah, Yeah, you just look really pretty.” You looked down suddenly feeling shy under her fond gaze. Why did she have such an effect on you?

“Come here.” She carefully pulled you closer, sealing your eager lips with hers. She explored your mouth delicately, taking her time testing you. The kiss soon turned messy and heated, before it could go any further you pulled back panting.

“Should we take this to our room so Billy and Tommy don't wake up?”

“We definitely should draga, you know how loud it gets.” You blushed at her words, shaking your head.

Rushing to your room, you closed the door behind you and leapt on Wanda. Your clothes were flying everywhere, and soon enough you were naked straddling Wanda.

“Can we try something new tonight?” You mumbled feeling a little unsure of your idea.

“Anything, bubs.”

“So um, do you know what scissoring is?”

“You mean when we rub our parts together? Yeah, I've heard of it," Wanda said giggling, she never thought you’d be into that.

“Do you want to try it then?” You played with your fingers anxiously waiting for her response. If this went downhill, you’d never recover.

“I’d love to, honey.”

Your eyes lit up with excitement at her words, fuck you loved her.

You sat back carefully opening your legs wide open for her. Wanda stared at your wet cunt wishing she could dive in and eat you out, but that was for another time.

She threw one leg over your thigh and the other under, her legs hooking behind your back.

“Do I just rub it over yours now?” She was mesmerised by the sight. She hadn't even started doing anything and yet she never wanted this moment to end.

“Yep, that's how it works.”

She lowered herself onto your throbbing hole; she felt your pussy against hers and her breath hitched, it felt good but she needed more.

Your mouth fell open in a slight moan, who knew this could feel that good?

Wanda moved slowly testing the waters at first but after grinding for a bit longer, she started picking up her pace.

“Mommy that feels so good.” You moaned gripping tightly at the sheets. Her clit was bumping perfectly against yours with every grind.

“Yeah, mommy’s doing a good job, hm?” One of her hands went to circle your nipple, causing a whine to ripple out of you.

“Mommy please don't stop.” You mewled matching her movements. You couldn't help but stare at her tits, how they were moving with each grind, you just wanted to reach out and suck on them. The thought of suckling on her tits made more wetness gush out of you making Wanda sigh from the sudden impact “Always so wet for mommy.”

Her cunt felt so good on top of yours, so wet and warm. With each grind, she smeared more wetness all over you, after a few minutes you felt heat pooling at the pit of your stomach signalling you were close.

“Momm-y I’m close,” You whimpered trying to get her to move faster.

“Me too, baby.” She humped you faster, growling at the feeling of your swollen clit grazing hers. That’s when your orgasm hit you. You gripped onto her thighs, lifting yourself to rub onto her. Screaming out “Mommy, Mommy” over and over again, you fell limp on the bed riding out your high, more arousal gushing out of you.

“Oh draga, that’s it cum for Mommy.” Seeing you cum triggered her own orgasm, the way you spasmed against her was euphoric, Wanda humped herself onto you until she finally came down from her high. Her arousal was clinging all over you; she scooped some up and licked it lick.

Wanda peeled herself away from your sensitive pussy taking one last look at how beautiful it looked before she went to lie down next to you.

“So you're into this kinda stuff, huh?” Wanda chuckled gleefully stroking your hair.

“Oh definitely.” You grinned knowingly. “We should do it again sometime.”

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atlasdoe · 2 years

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Taika Waititi in Ragnarok: Makes Thor lose an eye, gets rid of his weapon and cuts his hair

Russo Brothers in Avengers: Gives Thor another eye, gives him another weapon and grows his hair out while having him gain weight and team up with the Guardians

Taika Waititi in Love and Thunder: Makes Thor lose the weight and leave the Guardians within the first twenty minutes of the film

The Russo brothers and Taika clearly have two very different visions for Thor

#marvel #Marvel Comics #thor #thor love and thunder #taika waititi #the russo brothers #avengers endgame #avengers infinity war #the guardians of the galaxy #thor ragnarok #mcu #mcu phase four

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textsfromtheavengers · 2 years

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#it was not funny #i mean it was a little #clint barton #captain america civil war #incorrect avengers #avengers #out of context avengers #avengers texts from last night #incorrect mcu quotes #mcu textfic #hawkeye #mcu phase 4 #mcu phase four #marvel mcu #marvel phase 4

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#mcu #marvel #marvel cinematic universe #mcu phase four #elizabeth olsen #wanda maximoff #wandavision #wanda #wanda mcu #wanda and pietro #wanda and vision #wanda marvel #mommy wanda #wanda my beloved #wanda maximov #lizzie olsen #marvel studios

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Just so people know - since Ms. Marvel is a show about a Pakistani family, they showed us how Hasan and his family were uprooted from their home on the Indian side of the border and forced to move to Pakistan because they were Muslim. What they didn’t show was the fact that the same thing was happening to Hindus and Sikhs on the Pakistani side of the border. Of course, I’m not saying that they should’ve, because it’s not a part of Kamala’s story so it isn’t the main focus. Plus they can only cover so much in 45 minutes. But I just want to clarify that because I know a lot of non-South Asian Marvel fans are learning about the Partition for the first time from this show and it’s important to know that just because certain things were not shown on screen doesn’t mean they didn’t happen in reality.

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the-knight-of-the-stars · 2 years

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"His people, do not call him general or king. They call him K'uk'ulkaan. The feather serpent god"

#eso paisanooooo #namor #mcu namor #tenoch huerta #mcu #mcu phase four #marvel cinematic universe #wakanda forever #black panther wakanda forever

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ninithegreat · 1 year

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MY FAVORITE MARVEL PHASE 4 PROJECTS

#mcu #marvel #ms marvel #spiderman #wanda maximoff #moonknight #black panther wakanda forever #falcon and the winter soldier #eternals #multiverse of madness #shang chi #phase 4 #mcu phase four #tv & movies #film #tv shows

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lilpunkrock · 1 year

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Devour

Pairing: Jack Russell x Fem!Reader

AN: @diamond-punk2003 thought we needed a reverse of "Primal," and I wholeheartedly agreed. So, I hope you all enjoy yet another post-Halloween, Halloween-themed drabble!

Read "Primal" here.

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“Jack, these are the same costumes as last year.”

Your puzzled gaze shifts from the Little Red Riding Hood costume lying on the couch to the wide, self-satisfied grin on your boyfriend’s face. Olive eyes dancing with delight, he scoops up the hooded cape and sets to work tying it around your shoulders. “Ay, that’s where you’re wrong, mi amor. Because this year, we are switching. This year, I am the Wolf.”

You cock your eyebrow at him in a challenge. “What, you weren’t pleased with my performance last year?” you inquire with a narrowly-suppressed grin.

Jack smiles widely as he finishes tying his knot and slips the hood over your hair. He leans in to place a quick kiss on the tip of your nose, a gesture that sends your stomach scattering with butterflies. “Of course you did, mi amor. You were perfect. But passing up the chance to show you my Wolf would be a shame.”

Laughter draws your lips into a grin as you watch him walk toward the lightswitch on the living room wall. “Where’s your costume, then?” you ask.

Jack poises one finger on the lightswitch, ready to flick. When he turns to gaze at you from across the living room, the smug curve of his pink lips and the spark of mischief in his eyes are downright devilish. Static skitters down your spine as the breath slips from your lungs. He holds your gaze until the lightswitch gives a soft click. “This is a little different from the story you’ve heard before.”

Darkness.

Immediately, you turn in a circle, disoriented. With the lights off and the curtains closed, you’ve been plunged into pure, unabashed darkness. When Jack’s honey-sweet voice whispers to you from within the inky black, it sounds as if it’s coming from everywhere, all at once. “When I was growing up, mi familia would tell me a tale that had been passed down for generations. It was the story of a young, beautiful woman who went to visit her abuela in the woods. She was as sweet as could be, bringing her abuela wine and cake. However, when the woman lingered too long, she found herself walking home through the woods in complete darkness. It was then that she encountered el hombre lobo.”

When you feel something warm and solid press against your back, you nearly jump out of your skin. Only the familiar rumble of laughter in Jack’s chest keeps your heart from flying out of your throat. “Shit! You scared me.” You turn around, reaching for him blindly in the darkness. When your fingers find the familiar sturdiness of his shoulders and the curved grin of his lips, your heartbeat slows. “So, this wolfman…was he handsome?”

In spite of the darkness, you can picture the amusement dancing in his eyes, the adorable crinkle that surfaces between his dark brows as he whispers, “Oh, yes, mi cariño. Devilishly so. Muy guapo.”

You chuckle, rapping your knuckles against his chest affectionately. “Well, maybe Little Red was lucky, then. How does the rest of the story go?”

Jack’s breath is warm against your face. “How do you think it went?” he murmurs softly.

Your lips part in surprise at his words. Though you give no immediate reply, Jack remains silent. Expectation and anticipation hang heavy in the air. Slowly, a small smile works onto your lips. So, he wanted to play coy? You could give him coy.

Slowly, you trace a feather-light touch up Jack’s arm, across his shoulder, to the nape of his neck. When you curl your fingers in his salt-and-pepper hair and give a gentle tug, a delicious rumble purrs in his throat. Electricity crackles through you at the sound, scattering logical thought from your brain as something primal in your soul responds in kind. “Sir, what thick hair you have,” you murmur, relishing in the feel of the soft strands between your fingers.

That soft hair brushes your cheek as Jack dips his head into the hollow of your throat. When he places a soft, warm kiss to your collarbone, you swear the darkness glimmers with stars. “The better to keep you warm with, mi cariño,” he breathes into your skin.

Narrowly suppressing a shudder, you cup his face in your hands. Though you can’t see his features, your thumbs trace the familiar pads under his eyes, the strong curve of his brow. “But sir, what beautiful eyes you have.”

Jack presses his forehead to yours, placing a gentle kiss to your nose, below your eyes, along your cheekbones, the corners of your lips. You couldn’t suppress the hum of approval that escapes you if you tried. “The better to drink you in with, mi cariño.”

Your heart flutters at the warmth in his tone, a heat that seeps through your skin and settles in your gut. You draw in a deep, slow breath, seeking to calm your hammering heart. Even in the darkness, you feel his lips pull into a grin at the sound of it, each beat a vow, a prayer, a devotion. “What a strong nose you have, sir,” you whisper, tracing the outline of his prominent nose with the tip of your thumb.

The speed with which Jack spins you around is admittedly inhuman. In the space between heartbeats, you find your back pressed flush against his torso, his sturdy arms wrapped around you with a gentleness that makes your heart ache. Jack nestles his nose past the hooded cape you wear, burrowing into the hollow of your throat. The way his chest swells against your back as he draws your scent in deeper, deeper, deeper, feels sinful. The way he holds the air in his lungs like a treasure he never wants to part with feels like worship. Your eyelashes flutter shut as you lean into him, submitting to the storm of sensation raging in you. “The better to savor you with, mi cariño,” he growls against your skin.

A gentle pressure surfaces at the back of your neck as Jack presses his thumbs along either side of your spine. He kneads purposefully with a rhythm that seems agonizingly slow compared to the dizzying rush of thoughts and sensations within you. Displeased with the barrier of the cape between you, you tilt your head back, allowing it to slip from your crown so that his touch can press against your skin, instead.

Jack’s lips smile against the shell of your ear as he places a kiss to the soft flesh there. “Eager, are we?” he murmurs, his tone lilting slightly with amusement.

You give only a quiet hum of resignation in response. Sure, you were always up for a challenge. But maybe, just this once, you could wave your white flag early, accept your defeat with grace and gratitude. If it made you feel like this, it was a victory worth losing. “What big bands you have,” you breathe as he kneads down your neck and along your shoulders, your defiance slipping away with every stroke of his touch.

“The better to hold you with,” Jack murmurs as his hands venture down, down, down. His fingers caress each curve and dip and swell as if it’s for the first time, as if he’s making a map of you by touch alone. His fingers trace constellations over you in the darkness, the soft whisper of sweet endearments in every language he knows a beloved lullaby in your ear.

You’re not sure how you muster the strength to speak, but when you do, the sentence slips over your lips like a prayer. “What a wickedly beautiful mouth you have.”

Jack’s exploratory touch slows. A whine nearly tears from your throat as he draws his mouth from your ear. However, you can’t suppress the primal sound that escapes you when he sweeps your hair aside and presses his lips to that sacred spot on the back of your neck, just below your hairline.

It’s the killing blow, the spot that only he knows. Your soul sings at the glide of his lips against your skin. Warm, adoring, reverent. Your mind short-circuits as he trails kisses from your hairline to the tip of your spine. When his fingertips dig into the flesh of your hips, wanting and insistent, every nerve ending under your skin fires instantaneously. So much love, so much need, so much feeling, and nowhere for it to go.

You’re going to spontaneously combust. You’re sure of it. It’s the only option. The air is so thick with intimacy that you can scarcely breathe.

Some distant part of your mind where your last semblance of coherent thought lies reminds you of last Halloween. Of the scarlet flush of Jack’s cheeks when he’d seen his costume, the honey-sweet song of his laughter as you’d played the part of the Wolf, the overwhelming feeling of adoration and rightness that had filled your soul to the brim as his lips melted against yours. Once, you had thought the only thing in this world that might truly satisfy you would be to open up your soul and swallow him whole. Now, you realize the only destiny that could rival such a fate is to be swallowed whole. To bear every fragment of your being to him and have him love you anyway. To crawl inside his heart and make your home there, to spend the rest of your days basking in the brilliant, all-consuming radiance that was him.

“The better to eat you with,” he whispers against your skin.

For a long moment, all is silent. It takes you several breaths and a desperate attempt to wrangle your thoughts to realize that he’s waiting for you. Waiting to hear what you’ll say next. “I—I don’t know what comes next,” you stammer.

The finger that Jack presses to the underside of your chin is gentle, his touch affectionate. Slowly, he turns you to face him. Though you can’t see his expression in the opaque darkness, when you shift one hand to rest over his heart, you feel the eager thrum of his heartbeat jump into your palm. Ba-bum, ba-bum, ba-bum.

That familiar song doesn’t lie. It tells you exactly what’s coming next.

As Jack lowers his lips to your ear, a grin of anticipation pulls at your own. “This is the part where I devour you.”

. . .

Translations:

"Mi amor" — "My love"

"Mi familia" — "My family"

"Abuela" — "Grandmother"

"El hombre lobo" — "The Wolf Man"

"Mi cariño" — "Sweetheart," "my darling"

"Muy guapo" — "Very handsome"

. . .

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giveamadeuschohisownmovie · 2 years

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How the Phase 4 trailers hyped up their main heroes (TV edition):

WandaVision: Something weird is going on.

Falcon and the Winter Soldier: The frenemies must save the world from danger.

Loki: Loki is fucking around with time travel.

Hawkeye: Clint is old and must save Christmas with his number one fangirl, Kate.

Moon Knight: Steven is losing his mind and might be imagining the whole thing.

Ms. Marvel: Kamala is a regular high school girl who dreams of being a superhero.

And now we have...

She-Hulk: Jennifer Walters is hot and might awaken something in you.

#MCU #marvel #mcu phase 4 #mcu phase four #wandavision #falcon and the winter soldier #loki #hawkeye #moon knight #ms marvel #she-hulk #she hulk #shulkie #jennifer walters #tatiana maslany #hulk #the incredible hulk #she hulk trailer #bruce banner

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moonlight-presence · 2 years

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The suit stays on

(Marc Spector x Reader)

Category: F/M

Fandom: Moon Knight (2022)

Relationship: Marc Spector X reader

Words: 4378

Summary: You always found Marc´s suit really appealing so you ask him if you could try something new...

Warnings: Dom Marc, Sub reader, Smut, Some fluff too, Aftercare, Missionary, Cunnilingus, Handjobs, Body worship, Role-playing, Basically Marc being dominant, kind of a religious kink (?)

MATURE CONTENT 18+

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You drum your fingers to the beat of the song you were currently blasting in your ears. Your headphones were resting just around your head as you swung your legs with the melody. You mouth the words and then open your eyes to stare at the ceiling of your living room.

You were lying on the couch, your head on Marc's lap and the rest of your body nearly falling to the floor. You didn't care that much, Marc was warm and his thighs were pretty comfortable so you remained there.

The music starts fading off and you take off the headphones before pausing the next song on your phone. Marc doesn't notice this as his attention was focused on the show he was watching.

You glance at the TV and see a man in full armor battling another person. You weren't sure what was happening but suddenly your attention was drawn to the show as you observed how the man in armor removed his helmet and spat some blood on the floor. Your cheeks turned a bit pink as an inappropriate thought crossed your mind.

You remove your eyes from the TV and try to catch Marc's attention. He doesn't notice as you widen your eyes at him so you start moving your head in his lap, your hair tangling itself with his pants. You give him a slight rub against his crotch and this seems to finally catch his attention. Marc looks down at you with an arched eyebrow.

"What's your plan, beautiful?", he asks with humor and you laugh at him before biting your lip in thought. You stop moving your head and stare at his gorgeous eyes.

"I am bored... Give me attention.", you whine with a childish voice. He lets out a deep chuckle and shakes his head in humor before looking at the TV again.

"Just let this episode end and I will give you all the attention you want, baby, okay?", he says and you groan in frustration. You secretly always liked to annoy him a little bit and you were extremely bored so you decided to push it a little.

"Is the episode more important than your girlfriend?", you ask with an arched eyebrow. Marc's lips curl into a cheeky smirk and you already know he is going to say something to annoy you.

"At the moment? Yeah.", he answers making your mouth drop open. You see him smirking without looking at you and you hit his leg softly in protest.

"Okay, rude...", you joke, clearly playing along with his banter. He chuckles but doesn't say anything, his eyes still on the show.

You glance back at the screen and see the same man from earlier taking off his shiny white armor. You notice how his body is now covered in blood and bruises and his hair sweaty from the fight... You can't help but admit how hot he looks in that fucking armor.

You blush deeper as you finally realize how the armor he is wearing is very similar to Marc's suit. It doesn't have that many details but it does the trick. A thought crosses your mind and you lick your lip before looking up at him again.

"Marc?", you say and he hums, his eyes still on the TV.

You inhale in annoyance and then raise your torso so you are now sitting next to him. You put your phone and headphones down and move closer to him, your head resting on his shoulder. He leans back against your touch and grabs your cheek before giving it a small brush. You admire his profile for a bit before you finally speak again.

"Marc, baby, I wanna talk to you about something...", you whisper slowly and that seems to draw him in again. He looks at you and brushes a strand of hair behind your ear.

"About what?", he whispers back with a gentle smile. You bite your lip softly and then grab the remote before pausing the TV. Marc frowns but doesn't say anything.

"Well... I was thinking... Hum...", you struggle to find words for what you really want to say and Marc presses a small kiss on your forehead.

"Hey, is everything okay? You know you can talk to me about everything, right?", he reassures with worry and you nod before groaning with frustration and leaning back into his neck. You bury your face on his shoulder and rest your hands on his chest.

You always loved how muscular he is so you gently massage his torso as you try to find words. You really want to tell Marc what you want, but you are afraid of how he will react... What if he hates it? What if he finds it weird? Fuckkkkkkk.

"Y/N, what is it? You are scaring me.", he confesses as you massage his abdomen gently. You can't really feel his skin because of his t-shirt but it does the job.

"Okay, okay, sorry... I wanted to try something new with you.", you feel your cheeks heat up but you raise your head and look at his eyes again. His breath smells like mint and you stare at his lips.

"Okay... What?"

"I want to do it while...Hum...", your heart quickens and you actually laugh a bit because of how nervous you are. Marc can't help but smile at your reaction and pull you closer.

"Baby, come on, while what? Tell me.", he pushes further as his fingers brush your arms up and down.

"Fuck, okay... I want to do it while you are wearing the suit."

Silence.

You study his face but he doesn't show any facial expressions, his eyes looking back at you with an unreadable gaze. You panic and start to regret ever saying anything in the first place.

"Shit, sorry, look never mind. It's stupid, I-"

"Okay.", he interrupts and you frown at him.

"Okay? That's it, that's your answer?", you ask with curiosity and he nods. You see him look at your lips and then lick his own, the action waking up things inside of you.

"I want to try that, too, baby... Honestly, the thought has crossed my mind before."

"It has?!", you ask with shock and he laughs and nods again. Marc pulls you closer to him and you slowly part your legs until you are sitting on his lap.

"Yup... The thought of fucking you while wearing a suit made by an Egyptian God is like top 3 best sexual fantasies of all time. Right?", he jokes making you giggle and shake your head.

"You are unbelievable..."

"You love it, don't lie.", he smugly says making you roll your eyes. You feel him push your belly against his chest and you open your mouth before pressing a small kiss on his lips.

"Are you really okay with this?", you whisper against his lips and he pulls away and then rocks his crotch against your core. You feel his unexpected boner poke you and your lips curl into a smirk.

"Does that give you an answer?", he teases and you roll your hips again making him suck in a breath.

"It definitely does... Fuck, I want you so badly.", you confess against his lips, your breaths mixing as you inhale his scent.

You tangle your fingers with the curls on the back of his head and slightly massage his scalp with your fingernails. Marc simply moans into your open lips, your mouths just gently pressing against each other, and you part your lips wider. You love it when he makes little sounds when you are touching him.

"Do you think Khonsu is gonna be mad you are summoning the suit for something like this?", you ask with a soft giggle as Marc lowers his hand down your spine. He slightly lifts his thigh making you bump into him again and a little whine escapes your lips.

"I don't care what that pigeon thinks, baby... I am his avatar, I will use the suit for whatever I want." before you can answer, he captures your lips into a strong kiss.

You kiss him back and slowly start rocking your hips again, each swing making you tremble on top of his body. Marc moves his hand towards your ass and squeezes it, the harsh grip sending waves of arousal right to your core.

You gently nibble his bottom lip and then lick the area, your saliva mixing with his as you kiss.

"I want to fuck you in the bed, baby.", he says making you nod and break the sloppy kiss. You catch your breath for a moment and then feel Marc grab your waist and lift you making you squeal a bit.

You quickly wrap your thighs around his waist and tangle your arms around his neck as Marc guides you towards the bed. You put your mouth on the side of his neck and start slowly applying small kisses and bites. You know how much he loves when you do that.

"Fuck... I am gonna fuck you so good, baby. Gonna make you scream my name.", he says with filthy words making you moan against his skin.

He groans and then lowers you on the bed, your back hits the mattress and you don't let go of him. Marc goes down with you until he is completely towering over your body, his messy curls just softly touching his eyes.

You buck your hips and feel how hard his cock is against you, the action making another moan leave your mouth.

"I want to feel you, baby... Come on, give it to me.", you tease making Marc curse under his breath and then lift his body from off of you.

You catch your breath and watch as he looks at you- the moonlight that pours from the window behind illuminates him beautifully, as he scans you.

"How much do you want me to fuck you in my Moon Knight suit?", he asks with genuine curiosity and you lick your lips and stare right at him.

Instead of answering, your hands travel down your body until you reach your pants. You open the buttons and then manage to slide your hand towards your panties. Marc parts his lips in wonder and observes as you start circling your flushed clit slowly, soft moans escaping your mouth as you make direct eye contact with him.

"Fuck, baby... That's the hottest shit I have ever seen in my fucking life.", he says with curses that make your arousal drip from your entrance. You give your clit one last rub before removing your fingers.

"You want to know how much I want the Moon Knight to fuck me?", you use the name on purpose and watch as Marc's eyes glow with the words. You never imagined how much this whole role-playing thing would turn you both on.

"Fuck, yeah.", he answers and you lift your back from the mattress before putting your wet fingers against his mouth.

Marc immediately takes the digits and starts sucking on them, his tongue circling your arousal as he makes sure to taste everything you gave him. You have no words to explain how hot that is, your entire body is on fire as you watch him.

"Holy fuck... I never wanted you to fuck me so badly before.", you confess and he gives your digits one last lick before removing them from your mouth. He wipes his lips and then smirks at you, mischief in his eyes.

"Do you want the Moon Knight to fuck you? Do you want this cock?", he teases and you suddenly begin seeing his eyes turning white.

You suck in a breath at the sight and nod rapidly. Marc smirks wider and you start seeing his suit transforming around his body. His face gets covered in his mask and hood and you just watch, your clit throbbing at the sight. Fuck, he always looked so good in his suit but now he looks absolutely irresistible.

"Are you gonna fuck me, Moon Knight?", you play along with a big smirk making Marc nod. You put your hands on his body and trace the half-moon blade that is stuck to his chest.

"Lay down.", he orders and you immediately drop behind.

Marc grabs your knees and then slides his hands down your thighs until his fingers find the hem of your pants. He begins undressing you and you lift your ass to make the task easier for him. You just want him inside of you as soon as possible.

Marc throws the pants to the ground and then grabs your soaked panties before sliding them off your legs. The sudden exposure makes you blush a bit but Marc simply rubs your inner thighs in reassurance.

You quickly start undoing your blouse and soon enough, you are completely naked below him. His glowing eyes look at you up and down and you can't help but part your thighs wider to give him a better view.

"You are unbelievable...", he whispers making you laugh a bit.

"You love it, don't lie.", you tease him back for earlier making Marc shake his head a bit. You kind of wish you could see his face but you don't say anything.

Marc continues massaging your inner thighs with his gloves and you throw your head back and feel how nice this feels. You wait for him to reach where you want him to touch but he, instead, goes up to your belly.

He uses both hands to massage your belly and waist, each stroke as heavenly as the previous. Marc moves to your ribcage and then he cups your breasts with your palms. You arch your back and moan softly with an exhale as he starts squeezing and pinching, very gently, your nipples.

"Fuck... Just like that.", you praise and he continues massaging your breasts until he gives them one last squeeze.

Marc's hands go up to your neck and he slides his fingers up and down your throat. You can't feel his skin on you but the gloves are as equally good.

You let out a loud groan as he traces your jawline and then you look up at him. You meet his hooded face and his white eyes, the sight making you whine.

"You look so hot... Fuck.", you say out loud making Marc slide his right hand down your body again. His left-hand stays on your cheek as he finally meets your dripping core.

"Does this feel good?", he asks and then starts circling your clit making you moan and buck your hips.

"Hum, hum.", you say and he moves his digits more rapidly.

"Words. Use them.", he orders and you swallow and try to catch your breath. He moves his fingers towards your wet entrance and starts teasing it.

"Y-yes...", you breathe out and he gently inserts one gloved finger inside of you.

"Yes, what?", he asks and you arch an eyebrow. You feel him go deeper into you and you groan before finally understanding what he means.

"Yes, Moon Knight.", you say and that makes Marc curl his finger inside of your walls. The pressure makes you whine and look at him.

You see Marc, no, the Moon Knight, looking back at you- the moonlight behind him making him look like an Egyptian God. You nearly cum at the sight as he slowly teases your entrance with his middle finger.

"Shit... Holy fuck.", you curse as he inserts another finger. The pressure builds and you rock back against his hand as you try to take him deeper.

"You are so tight, fuck. You are gonna feel so good around my cock.", he murmurs and you nod and moan.

"Y-yes, so tight, just for you. Only for your cock.", you reassure and that makes him curl his fingers deeper into you, his digits hitting your g-spot suddenly.

You moan more loudly and he does it again, your clitoris throbbing as you feel pleasure increasing inside of you. Marc puts his hand just below your belly button and starts pushing his fingers up. You realize he is trying to feel his actions inside of you with the palm of his other hand.

"Does that feel good?", he asks with a whisper and you moan again and nod. He thrusts up again and you nearly scream as a wave of pleasure overwhelms you. You are going to cum soon, you are sure of it.

"I am close... Fuck...", you warn and he gives you another thrust before slowly taking out his fingers. You breathe out and curse under your breath as Marc circles your clit with his wet fingers.

"I am going to fuck you so good, baby. You want to get fucked by a God?", the sudden question makes your heart skip a beat and you meet his glowing eyes. Fuck, you really wish you could see his beautiful face.

"Y-yes... Fuck me, please.", you ask him and Marc releases the touch on your clit and starts pulling his pants down. You weren´t sure if the suit could be taken off like this but apparently, it can. Thank you, Khonsu, for the extra help.

"Marc..", you whisper as he takes out his flushed cock. You look at how his head is a bit shiny from his pre-cum, it's so fucking pretty.

"Yes, baby?", he asks as he strokes himself with one hand. You look up at his mask.

"I want to see your face... Hum, while we do it.", you confess and Marc stops stroking himself. You wait a few seconds for an answer but, instead, his mask starts retracting from his face until his beautiful eyes meet yours.

"Like this, beautiful girl?", he asks with a smile you missed deeply. You bite your lip and nod with a blush making him chuckle slightly.

"You have no idea how fucking hot you look right now... That fucking suit does things to me.", you confess while he resumes his stroking. You slightly lift your torso until you are close to him.

Your hands go up to his chest and the golden blade, your fingers begin tracing the sharp edge as Marc groans. You sneak one hand towards his cock and remove his hand before putting yours around his member.

"W-what things?", he asks with a slight stutter as your thumb traces his leaking slit. You move your hand all the down and gently squeeze his base making Marc bite down a moan.

"I want you to fuck me until I am praying to every God on Earth... I want you to make me pray to you. Can you do that, Moon Knight? Can you fuck me like a God?", you tease with a mischievous smirk making Marc lick his lips.

"You are quite filthy today, aren´t you?", he asks with a teasing voice, and you stroke him faster. Marc puts his hands on your shoulders and pushes you down suddenly making you lose balance, "If you want to get fucked by a God, then I will fuck you like one."

Marc grabs your wrists and pins them down, his whole body towering over you. You almost squeal in anticipation, your whole body begging him to enter you. You can feel his hot breath against your mouth and the head of his cock hitting your entrance.

You try to free yourself to touch him but he gives you a sadistic smirk before holding you tighter. You are completely trapped under him- you have no choice but to obey his orders... A God´s orders.

He lowers his mouth to your ear and then you shiver as he says, "Now take it like the good girl you are."

He doesn´t give you time to react as his hard cock enters you. The stretch makes you moan loudly and buck your hips but Marc is faster, his thrusts begin and soon he is pounding you at a fast pace.

You have no choice but to take it, your whole body held by him. You manage to wrap your thighs around his waist and he groans at the action, the new angle making him go deeper inside of you.

"F-fuck... Holy fuck...", you moan with a breathless voice as he moves faster and faster. Marc groans against your lips and you try to kiss him but he pulls away from his face.

"Uh-uh...", he says with another smug smirk making you whine. He slows down his thrusts a bit, "Who do you belong to? Who is fucking you this good? Tell me."

"Y-You... Oh fuck, it´s you.", you tell him as your clit throbs with every slow thrust. He slightly redirects his cock and soon his head is hitting your g-spot again, the area is already swollen and sensitive enough to make you whine.

"I want you to spell it. Spell my name.", he commands and you try to process his order. He starts moving faster again and you nearly cum just from that.

"M... A-"

"Nope, try again, baby.", he interrupts and you frown a bit. Marc´s right-hand moves your wrist above your head and his left does the same. Soon, both of your arms are trapped under his left hand.

You aren´t sure how he managed to do that so smoothly but you don´t try to understand as his right-hand moves to your jawline. He grabs your face and pulls it closer to his, your neck lifting from the bed.

"Spell my name.", he growls against your lips and you suck in a breath at how hot he looks when he is acting like this. You always loved to see him dominate you.

You try to think of what he wants as Marc continues fucking you at a relentless pace. You are almost seeing stars, your whole body dripping sweat as his heavy suit touches your breasts slightly.

"FUCKING SPELL IT!", he says again with a loud voice making you moan. You feel his grip on your jawline get a bit looser and you look at his eyes, even though he is acting angry you see so much love behind them.

You take a deep breath in and try to focus. You start to think of what he means and then you look at his suit again. Suddenly realization hits you and you swallow dryly before answering.

"M...O...O....N....", you begin spelling and he smirks and drops your face. He fastens his pace and you stop spelling, your mind too fucked up to think anymore.

"You weren't done, carry on.", he orders and you bite down a moan and try to think of the next letters.

You can feel the knot in your stomach beginning to unfold, the pressure on your body increasing, threatening to explode. You are sure he is close by the way his thrusts are becoming more and more violent.

"K...N...Oh, fuck....I...Argh....", you are nearly there. Marc doesn´t stop his pace as he fucks you into nothing, "G...H...Shit...T."

"Good girl... Now, tell me, who is fucking you this good, baby?"

"The Moon Knight... Y-You... I am close. I am close. Oh, fuck...", you warn with deep moans. Marc groans against your neck and then tries to go deeper.

You are going to explode but he hasn´t really given you permission to orgasm so you just lay there and try to focus on not cumming. It´s getting hard so you speak again.

"I am gonna cum... May I come? Fuck... Let me cum."

"Who do you belong to?", he asks again with a moan. You can sense his cock twitching inside of you and you contract your walls around him. He nearly cums just from that and you smirk a bit.

"To you... I belong to the Moon Knight... I am gonna-", and your orgasm rips through you. Marc just groans your name and starts cumming as well, his seed bursting inside of you as your whole back arches.

You close your eyes and feel wave after wave of pleasure overwhelm your body. Your clitoris throbs violently as your walls pulse around his cock. It´s absolute chaos...

"Fuck...", he whispers against your lips and then kisses you again.

He slows down his thrusts and you whine a bit at how sensitive you feel. You feel the grip on your wrists get looser and soon he sets you free, your hands going straight to his sweaty curly hair. You kiss his cheek, his forehead, his nose, his lips, everything and he smiles before slowly pulling himself off of you.

He drops next to you and you see as his suit starts disappearing rapidly. You realize he never actually took off his clothes and the thought makes you giggle a bit.

"What?", he asks with a smile as he looks at you. You shake your head and move towards him, your head now resting on his shoulder.

"You must have been boiling inside of that suit...", you joke making Marc chuckle and hold you tighter.

"A bit, yeah... It was worth it, though."

"Was it?", you tease him and he smirks before kissing the top of your head.

"Yeah, definitely....", he answers with a suggestive voice making you blush a bit. You start closing your eyes for a little bit, "So, how was it?"

"How was what?", you try to clarify as you open your eyes again. Marc´s teeth are showing as he grins cheekily at you.

"How was your first time getting fucked by a God?"

"Oh fuck off...", you mumble with a blush making him laugh. You roll your eyes playfully and bite your lip before adding, "It was fucking amazing, actually... The suit definitely will stay on during sex."

"Are you trying to boil me alive?", he asks with a chuckle and you laugh a bit.

"How dramatic...Come here.", you pull him closer and kiss his lips again.

"I love you."

"I love you too, Moon Knight.", you whisper making Marc actually blush a bit. You give him another kiss before closing your eyes and feeling his heartbeat against your head.

This was definitely something to try again...

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