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Rudra headcanons with Tanjiro!fem!reader
warnings: anime/manga spoilers, ooc, violence
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You rested your hand against a tree, panting softly as you wiped a small bead of sweat from your brow, having been hiking in these mountains for almost two hours, the blue-hazy skies darkening to nighttime. If it weren’t for the full moon tonight, traveling through here would be a lot more difficult. Thankfully Nezuko was sleeping soundly in her box that was strapped on your back, not stirring by your uneven steps as you resumed the ascension to a high peak in the Hindu pantheon.
Although you had done your best to persuade the Hashira and Lord Ubuyashiki in the trial that Nezuko would not attack humans, Lord Hades was not convinced. He will, however, grant you an opportunity to prove yourself as an unofficial member of the Demon Slayer Corps. This is the mission you and Nezuko were currently undertaking: investigate reported sightings of demons, and if able, eradicate them. They were supposedly hiding within this very mountain range, targeting the gods in the Hindu pantheon to test their strength and devour their opponent’s divine flesh.
Hades left the decision up in the air if you think you could handle the demon, which did make you feel a little hopeful. He was starting to trust you a bit more after you completed your last few missions. That’s good, right? It had to be. If that wasn’t the case, you’d still be at the Butterfly Mansion, anxiously waiting for your next assignment.
You reached a clearing near some rocks when a cacophony of sounds reached your ears; the sound of bones breaking, blows being landed, and yelling. Your eyes widened in horror before quickening your pace, breaking into a sprint as the noise got louder in the northwest direction. You zigzagged through the juniper trees, narrowly dodging the branches, never slowing down till you saw a four-armed, tattooed deity exchanging fists with a drooling, pale demon. The other two were sneaking in the shadows, ready to pounce for a sneak attack.
If it wasn’t the sight of a god trying to take on three demons did not shock you, it was the sight that they, and you, were standing in a field of bright red spider lilies. Blue ones bloomed right in the center, where the fighting was taking place. Some of the petals were missing, other flowers were uprooted entirely, meaning that these demons must have eaten the blue spider lilies to gain an energy boost and an immunity to the sunlight.
They had to be destroyed, now.
You quickly drew your sword. “Get down!!” Inhaling sharply through your teeth and catapulting into the air, the tip of the flaming nichirin blade slicing through the surrounding trees, the invisible threat, and finally, decapitating the lurking demons. You landed in front of the deity, who looked quite shocked at seeing someone rescuing him.
Perhaps gods aren’t used to being helped when they’ve done all the helping.
The third demon snarled as his amber orbs glared darkly at you. “Do not interfere, Demon Slayer!”
You shifted your feet, ready to attack when suddenly the weight on your back shifted, causing you to jostle more to the right as you felt Nezuko’s foot slam the box open…just to see your adorable little sister leap out and attack a fourth demon that you hadn’t seen nor sensed. They must be getting smarter at concealing their scent!
While Nezuko handled that one, you dealt with the other demon, attacking it first with the Hinogami Kagura. You could trust Nezuko to fight against a demon…she’s proven to you time and time again that she isn’t weak; she’s strong, stronger than anyone you’ve ever known. Because of that strength, that will, she didn’t give into the hunger nor succumb to Muzan’s control.
Once both demons were dispatched, your tense shoulders relaxed as you carefully sheathed the black blade back into its scabbard. You swiveled your gaze to the deity, seeing that he was siting against one of the trees and clutching his side. Unknotting the dark purple pouch from your belt on the left side, you raced over to him and began pulling out gauze, medicinal oils, and a few other things Shinobu gave to you before leaving the Butterfly Mansion for this mission.
“Are you all right? Are you in any pain? Do you feel dizzy, nauseous? Did any of the demons scratch you?” You fired question after question as your hands opened the jar of oil for bruising and pain relief, praying that he had not been poisoned. He didn’t seem to be showing any symptoms, but should you have Nezuko use her Blood Demon Art to purify the toxins that might still be in his system?
He was silent for a moment before he quickly answered. “No, they just tried to overwhelm me with a barrage of punches, though one of them did get close to scratching me. No dizziness, don’t feel sick either. Would…something happen if they did scratch me?”
You nodded, carefully spreading the peppermint-scented oil into his skin, muttering an apology as he flinched. “You would have been poisoned, and there would be purple spots all over your skin by now, followed by difficulty breathing and heart beating rapidly,” You looked up at him and smiled. “I’m so glad I made it in time before things got worse!”
Nezuko hummed in agreement, extending a clawed hand and giving him a pat on the head. The deity blinked before he gave you a grin. “Thank you, both of you. I had no idea those…demons would be all the way up here. One moment I was training, then the next, I was going toe-to-toe with them!”
“Did any of them eat those blue flowers over there?” You asked.
“Uh, yeah. Two, maybe all four? Sorry, everything happened so fast-”
“No need to apologize!” You quickly reassured him. “I just need to document what happened here and send it back with my lord’s crow to headquarters. Would you mind giving a statement?”
“No, of course not. Whatever you need.”
You beamed. “Thank you!” Now that the oil was rubbed thoroughly into his skin, you made quick work with wrapping the gauze around his stomach and the bruised areas. Once it was secure but not too tight, Hades’ majestic and very large crow landed by your feet, cawing. Around its neck was a scroll.
Pulling out an ink stone and brush from a compartment on the top part inside Nezuko’s box, you poured some of the water from your leather canteen (another gift from Shinobu, she’s so thoughtful! And it’s from a foreign country too!) into the ink stone.
Carefully rubbing the ink stick up and down, a small puddle of obsidian ink appeared in the center of the stone. Grabbing the pen and carefully removing the scroll from the crow’s neck, you wrote in great detail what had happened here, including Rudra’s account of the events and the discovery of the blue spider lilies. Lord Hades valued reports that were detailed but not too long or unrelated to the mission.
At least your calligraphy was getting better!
Once you were satisfied with the report, you placed the rolled up scroll back around the crow’s neck and watched it flight, disappearing into the night skies. Turning your attention to Rudra, you almost laughed at seeing Nezuko sitting in his lap, curiously playing with his hands.
“I don’t want to be rude, but why would a bunch of flowers like these…blue spider lilies, be so important to demons? As I recalled, they gain their strength by eating human flesh.”
You nodded, collecting the medical supplies and putting them back in the pouch. “And you’re absolutely correct, Lord Rudra. Human flesh does increase their abilities, including physical strength. But when a blue spider lily is consumed by a demon, it grants them the ability to withstand the sunlight. They’re…nocturnal? That’s what Aoi and Kanao told me.” You thought for a moment before nodding. “Yes, that’s it. They’re active at night, but if they can’t find shade once the sun comes up…they’re as good as dead. They burn up, catch on fire.”
Rudra released a low whistle. “No wonder they were pissed when they saw me near them. They must’ve thought I’d try to take them or something. So…you’re a Demon Slayer. I’ve heard about you guys…but does this sort of thing…happen all of the time?” He asked, gesturing his hands to the area around the three of you.
Smiling sheepishly, you scratched the back of your head.
“Not always. Most of my missions are reconnaissance and information gathering, like this one should have been, but there’s no predictable pattern when it comes to a demon’s behavior. Still, at least I know for certain that the blue spider lily does exist…whether it will make Nezuko a human again or speed up her demonic transformation is another question.” You frowned sadly, looking down at the blue flower in your hand. “I’m beginning to think it’s more of the latter, unfortunately. Those demons were definitely stronger than ones I’ve encountered so far, and I think it’s because of this plant. Shinobu might know more when I show her some samples. I’ll collect some more to bring back. I hate to ask, but may you make sure she stays with you and not go near me as I collect them, just in case?”
Rudra nodded. He didn’t see much of a problem with entertaining the little one while you did your task. She was adorable, and seemed to love swinging off his biceps. You quickly plucked several of them, carefully storing them in a pouch and tied it to your hip, securing the string near your sword. Nezuko took a little persuasion to get inside her box, pouting as she did not want to stop playing with Rudra yet.
Now that the mission was completed and the report received by Lord Hades, it was time to rest at a village before making the journey back to the headquarters. Rudra immediately offered to escort the two of you to the nearest one; he knew this mountain range like the back of his hands, so it would be much faster to find shelter before it grew dark. You beamed at him, profusely thanking him as you adjusted the box’s straps on your shoulders.
The three of you walked through the rocky, uneven terrain, carefully steadying your feet and minding your balance when it got too steep. Rudra helped you along the way, his hands gentle on your exhausted body as the adrenaline finished pumping through your blood after the fight. The three of you eventually took shelter in a cave. You insisted that the two of you switch shifts in case an animal or another demon came by. This way you could keep patching up his wounds with the herbs you brought with you, at Shinobu’s insistence. Rudra tried to resist, saying as a god he’ll heal by dawn, but you had yet to see a deity recover from a demon’s attack.
For tonight, at least let you take care of him. That was when Rudra gave in but you did not know why his face was slightly red. It didn’t feel hot in the cave at all. You shrugged it off and changed the bandages, pressing the herbs into the mouth of the wound before settling in a corner of the cave with Nezuko’s box by your side. Rudra offered to take the first watch. You gladly complied with his insistence to sleep first.
Thankfully, not a single creature came to the cave even between the four hour shifts between you and Rudra. By dawn, you roasted some wild berries and fish that Rudra found, and resumed the journey. Five days later, just when the sun had gone down, you had reached the foot of the mountain where the village was located. Hopefully, there would be a gate that you could pass through instead of taking an airship.
The supreme gods were the only ones allowed to pass through the fractured Bifrost gate while the other pantheon deities would use the normal gates that can teleport them wherever they needed to go. Mortal souls, however, had to use mechanical airships.
Demon Slayers were allowed to pass through the gates that the other gods used with an authorized Wisteria Pass. The Hashira and their successors would use the Iridescent Pass when traveling between Valhalla and Helheim to patrol the Bifrost. In your case, however, you were given a temporary Butterfly Pass since you were an ‘unofficial’ member of the organization. You’d get the Wisteria Pass once you proved to Lord Hades that Nezuko would never harm a human.
Mechanical airships wouldn’t have bothered you so much if it weren’t for the steep price or how the scent of the smoke and oily gears made you nauseous. It was better to take your chances with the Butterfly Pass and travel on foot.
You were a bit sad to part ways with Rudra, as he had been nothing but kind to you and Nezuko. He had healed properly as he said he would, so he wouldn’t run into any more trouble with demons any time soon. But your work is finished here. Time to go somewhere new.
You bowed to the god, and Nezuko gave him a big hug before rushing towards the gate. He smiled, waving good-bye and watching as the two of you disappeared behind the gate in a swirl of blue light.
What you didn’t realize is that Rudra felt the same. He didn’t want you to leave as he wanted to get to know you a bit more, though he understood that everything you were doing was for Nezuko. You wanted your little sister to become human again, and if working for the Demon Slayer Corps could provide any information on a cure, you’d take it in a heartbeat. Shaking his head, Rudra departed the village. Since he was in the area, might as well visit Shiva. It had been a while since the two of them had talked.
But that bastard was laughing his ass off by the time he finished his story about what happened in the mountains. Rudra frowned, crossing his arms as he sat across from his old friend. “Really?”
“Uh, yeah! Not only were ya saved by a mortal woman workin’ under Hades from some demons, ya even got a little crush on her? C’mon, it’s almost cute!” Shiva exclaimed, leaning back against his large pillow. His wives, all three of them, giggled in agreement with knowing eyes as they sat around the god of creation and destruction.
“And you’re not even bothered by the fact these flowers that can increase a demon’s strength is growing here -“
“Rudra, if it were really a problem as ya make it out to be, I would have handled it a while ago with or without Hades’ consent.” Shiva interrupted. “ ‘Sides, you and your Demon Slayer know where they are, right? That organization will do its job. All I can do is watch, then I’ll intervene if things get too dicey or Hades doesn’t do his job.”
…Dammit, Shiva got him there. Shaking his head, Rudra chatted with everyone for a little longer before he turned in for the night. Shiva insisted since he’d been long overdue for a visit that included alcohol and a good brawl with the other gods.
The more things changed, the more things stayed the same. By morning, the tempest god was wandering again yet his thoughts kept straying to the image of a swordswoman and her little sister, vanquishing demons and saving lives wherever they went.
For their sake, he hoped that Nezuko would become a human again.
Several months later, Rudra was traveling through the jurisdiction under Indra’s protection when he stepped into a derelict village. Wooden buildings possessed large, gaping holes in them or laid on the ground, their foundations utterly destroyed. Men, women, and children wept over small stone mounds as others were scurrying out of the village with their belongings strapped to their backs. He was shocked. He’s known some belligerent deities in the Svarga, but none were stupid enough to launch an attack like this ever since Shiva ascended as pantheon leader!
Who was responsible? What happened here?
In between helping the grateful villagers with moving some of the larger structures and cheering up the children, he asked around. All he got was the same story:
“Believe me, if Lord Indra were here, none of this would have happened. But because he had been in a battle recently, he is still recovering at the temple. It had been like any other evening, quiet and uneventful when an old man with a large lump on top of his head came here, seeking to know the location of a ‘blue spider lily’. He was crying…and shaking too, as if he didn’t even want to be here!” A woman snapped, her blue orbs narrowed and face bright red with tear streaks. “We said we didn’t know anything about it, and then all of a sudden his body morphed…no, he split up his body into four, five individuals! Each of them were powerful, sadistic, and showed no mercy when we told him the truth about that flower!”
“Yeah, he couldn’t have been a god, and not a mortal like us!” The little boy by her side exclaimed, clutching a wooden toy sword in his hand. “But when the winged one with yellow eyes tried to use another attack from his mouth, he got kicked by a girl with a muzzle in her mouth! She was super strong, and my age too! There were two others with her, pretty ladies! One with dark red hair, and the other had braids, her hair was pink and green. Pink and green!” He emphasized. “Oh, and a rude guy too!”
Rudra’s eyes instantly widened. He knew exactly who the mother and son were talking about, and his heart began to pound against his rib cage. “What happened to them?”
Another older woman spoke up, her gaze low and gravelly voice wavering. “The young lass with dark red hair and the boy did their best to protect us, trying to evacuate us before things got worse. They fought against those monsters, all of them…yet even though they defeated them…they did not leave the battle unscathed. The lass and the little girl were taken by the young maiden with green and pink hair and the boy to a place called the Butterfly Mansion. Last I heard, their condition was not good.”
Rudra thanked them profusely for the information and took off, promising to inform the other gods what happened and to send help as soon as possible.
Shiva was understandably furious about the whole situation, and yes, he had been made aware of it before Rudra stepped foot in the Little Palace. He’d already spoken to Lord Hades of the Greek Pantheon; suppliers, builders, and the Demon Slayer’s kakushi were en route to provide relief and support to the village.
He was going to tease the shit out of Rudra when his friend asked him about the Butterfly Mansion but wisely kept his mouth shut under Paravati’s infamous, withering ‘look’. The one that clearly says don’t even think about being snarky with him, this is not the time nor the place. So being the good husband and friend that he is, Shiva complied and told Rudra everything he needed to know.
Durga might the feisty one, but Paravati was not one to piss off if he wanted to get laid tonight.
As per the namesake, the Butterfly Mansion was a modest Japanese estate affiliated with the Demon Slayer Corps as a recovery base for the soldiers. Its master, Lady Kocho, was both a beautiful and intimidating human woman even in Rudra’s perspective.
Dark purple hair pulled back and held together with a butterfly-shaped barrette, a butterfly-winged haori draped over the standard Demon Slayer uniform. She smiled politely, welcoming him to the estate as they walked down the hallway to the medical wing. If it weren’t for her eyes being closed or her back facing him, the deity was pretty sure that his hostess would rather throw him out than allow any guests to visit critically injured patients.
But Lord Ubuyashiki, whom Rudra presumed is Lady Kocho’s superior, granted him permission so long as he did not bother the child.
Nezuko was the one who greeted him first as soon as Lady Kocho slid the door open, leaping into his arms with a big smile. Rudra was quick to catch the little one, his lower arms gently holding her while his upper left hand patted the top of her head. Nezuko seemed all right…but what about [First Name]?
Rudra felt someone staring at him, and saw that it was Lady Kocho. She seemed…very surprised that Nezuko greeted him so warmly, before her smile softened.
“You may stay here until as long as you like, but please do not touch [First Name]. I don’t want any of her wounds opening up again.” The threat in her voice was subtle, and Rudra understood very clearly what would happen if he didn’t obey her. He thanked her again, stepping inside the medical wing with Nezuko. Lady Kocho closed the door behind them with a soft ‘chink’.
The tattooed deity froze upon seeing you tucked under the sheets of the third cot on the right side, fast sleep. Your long dark red hair was splayed out against the pillow, your right leg in a cast and your right arm was hooked up to an IV. Bandages covered your jaw, left hand, and forehead.
You looked like shit, but you were alive.
His heart like it had shattered into tiny fragments and reassembled all at once, stomach doing acrobats and his hands trembling even as Nezuko led him to one side of the bed. She then climbed into his lap, being careful not to jostle the mattress too much.
Seeing you in a fragile state cruelly reminded Rudra that you were not invincible, despite the power you possessed. You were a mortal, and he was a god. Injuries that would take a mere week to heal was a three to five month period for you. How could he have been so foolish to think otherwise? He should’ve been here, protecting you and Nezuko.
But that was then…this is now. There is nothing he could do except make sure Nezuko did not get into too much mischief and no one disturbed your rest. He had been planning on leaving again once he was sure you were all right…but it wouldn’t be so bad to stay here until you woke up, would it?
He had something he wanted to ask you. Something very important. But he was a patient man; if he could put up with Shiva’s chaotic antics for thousands of years, he could wait until his precious Demon Slayer was conscious again.
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Sooo, I had to. Yes, it was selfcare. Yes, I love it. And it is all for you.
NSFW ALPHABET - RUDRA
A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)
Rudra is the perfect partner for the aftercare, trust my words: he immediately takes you in his arms and cuddles you a lot, asking if everything is okay, if he went too hard and hurt you somehow, if you are fine. He makes you lay on the mattress and covers you with a lot of blankets, then hugs you tightly, strokes the hair and cheeks and cradles you. Also, no angle of your face remains deprived of his lips, he would consume you by the tons of kisses he gives you. He spoils you a lot and loves to do so. If it is still night, he sings a lullaby for you or tells you funny bedtime stories; if it is morning, he cooks breakfast for you and brings it to bed, so you haven’t to do anything. Lay everything to him, he can do it!
B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)
His eyes for sure, and his shoulders too. The blush that makes you crimson every time your eyes meet his and they refuse to let you go, and when you run a finger along the edge of them, admired by their length and the tattoos that finish them… yes, he melts without reserve; not to mention when your hands grip around his shoulders and feel them, and you giggle softly as you feel his muscles twitch with your every touch.
He loves your hair terribly. The way it moves with your every movement like sea waves and spreads around you when you sleep, like a crown, literally drives him crazy, even more so when you are on top of him and your locks cover his face like a curtain, and he feels so protected; he doesn’t need protection, but it feels wonderful. He would gladly spend his entire existence stroking, brushing and burying his nose in it, kissing every lock, wave, curl. Oh, and he loves your hips, because when he strokes you here you gasp and start moaning adorably, so it is an invitation for him to tease you more and more.
C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)
He doesn’t have any kind of preference in this case, it is all up to you: if you want him to come inside you he does, otherwise he finds another solution. He is so excitable and sensitive that he cums quickly and even abundantly, but fear not, he is immediately ready to spring back into action to make you dream again and again!
D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)
He likes a lot morning sex, really, he can’t help but feel so aroused when the daylight comes and he wakes up just to find you asleep yet, your breath so tranquil and deep, the body abandoned to the dreams, the skin brightening when touched by the first rays of sun and your expression so tender. In these moments he can’t control himself, he has to kiss you all over your face and hug you tightly, press you to his chest and welcome you to the sweetest awakening you have ever imagined. Then, his fingers become wilder and his kisses more passionate and deep, he is needy and he shows it. Prepare yourself to be taken again and again, I can say without doubt that you two make love more in the morning than during the night.
E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)
Rudra has had various experiences: in his wanderings he has lived with both humans and deities and has never missed important adventures, whether short or long. He has learned a lot from them, so be prepared to be worshiped and pampered from start to finish, in every way he knows how. He is a soft dom, ask him what you want and he will give it to you: if you want energetic love making bordering on rough, you will get it; if you just want cuddles, all you have to do is say so; if you are kinky, he will give yourself all the perversions you want. The only thing that matters is the pleasure, intimacy and affection that are created with every caress and look, and they certainly won’t miss.
F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)
The position of the Tiger (you lying on your back and him on top, during the sexual act you bend your legs and keep your knees raised leaning them against his body), taken from the Kamasutra. In addition to granting intense sensations, Rudra can lean forward to be as attached to you as possible, hold you tightly and whisper the sweetest words to you while caressing your breasts and neck, amplifying the pleasure in an absurd way. In general, however, all the positions that allow you two to have very strong physical and eye contact are a must with him, because in the end neither of you can help but want to feel the other’s skin rubbing against your own, it is a primary need.
G = Goofy (are they more in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)
Rudra is not a jester like Shiva, however if he sees you tense and agitated he cracks a joke to make you laugh and calm you down, all while slowly stroking your hair, your cheeks, nape and back, relaxing you. However, one thing that is never missing is his warm and beautiful smile; this most of all will put you at ease, because you can’t resist his sweet expressions, especially when you see all the love that fills his eyes. He is totally gone for you and you can’t help but feel the same.
H = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)
They match, deep black hair for our angel! Rudra is well groomed, yes, but to be honest he has little hair in those areas; for the rest he is a fanatic of hygiene, he cares a lot about his own cleanliness and that of others and does not allow anyone to look bad.
I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)
Literally a puppy. The sweetest and kindest god you can find. He is embarrassingly romantic: he takes you up a hill, with a breathtaking view of the nature around you, and there he sets everything up for a romantic and very intimate picnic, where you two talk and laugh a lot, lying on the grass and in a sea of flowers. Then, at a certain point his hands squeeze you more strongly and begin to caress you everywhere, his face gets closer and at the slightest caress you give him on his cheeks he goes wild, starting to devour you with kisses while you laugh and writhe under his fingers that roam everywhere. Your clothes don’t stay on you for long, because soon he jumps on top of you and gently slips them off, careful not to let go of your mouth and keep your tongues dancing. What follows next is an endless circle of cuddles, sighs, caresses and the sweetest yet most sensual sex you have ever had.
J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)
Rudra really likes it, but only if you make it to him. The way your deft fingers dance all over his member, torturing it from tip to base, and how you squeeze it genuinely drives him crazy, not to mention the sadistic grin with which you enjoy the whole situation; so in those moments the god abandons himself on the mattress, supporting himself on his elbows so as not to miss your every action, and begins to moan and squirm, sweating copiously while the rhythm of his breathing quickens and his fiber is put to the test. The more you torment and stimulate him the more he thanks you, it is a hell that he gladly accepts.
K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)
In conjunction with the propensity for morning sex, Rudra has a strong sleep kink. All it takes is the vision of your sleeping body, and the blood starts to boil and he doesn’t understand anything anymore. Before doing anything he will talk to you about the matter; and if you give him permission, then be prepared to fall into all sorts of erotic dreams, because he will stimulate you so much that your mind will translate everything into dreams. So, it will happen that you will wake up terribly needy because he is eating you out, or out of breath because he has been penetrating you deeply for whole minutes, or completely naked and with your chest attacked by his teeth and tongue; but none of this will displease you.
Let’s not forget the nipple play: Rudra is a boob person, his hobby is undoing shirts and bodices or lifting shirts to enjoy your breasts and make you sigh and tremble just by stroking and massaging your turgid nipples, then closing your lips around one of these and start licking and sucking it. Prepare to succumb under his four hands, once he starts he doesn’t stop in a short time. You have been warned.
L = Location (favorite to do the do)
A high place, such as a mountain peak or a promontory above the sea. No matter how many cities and splendid palaces he has seen, in the end his true home is open nature (compatibly with Hindu mythology which sees him associated with animals), so here he can relax completely and be able to give the best of himself. It is not necessary to do it on the grass: even a sheltered place is enough, like a cabin or a small house immersed in the forest or on the slopes of a mountain, and he is happy and ready to make you so too. There is only silence around you, the scent of wood and flowers is intense, no one can disturb you and there are only you two, ready to dedicate yourselves to each other: what more do you want?
M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)
Sensitive as he is, any touch could excite this gentle god; but never as much as the caresses and kisses along the scar on his face. In that case you feel him stiffen completely and clench his fists because the hottest sensations are invading him, to then close his eyes and wait for how things go on: if you decide to insist and, moreover, you start kissing and biting his neck too, another point very sensitive for him, or massaging his shoulders or chest, expect to find yourself pressed to the ground in no time, gripped by all four of his hands, devoured by his feline eyes and hungry mouth. Very well, now he is needy and you have to deal with his hornyness, try not to faint in the process!
Also, being the God of Storms, his libido will probably skyrocket whenever there is a storm or rain pouring heavily on the roof of your house: he instinctively hugs you in a protective way, if he sees you scared for the thunders, then he cradles you by talking softly into your ear, calling you with tender pet names (names of felines, his favorite animals: little lynx, little tiger and so on), and then starts kissing you, keeping your mind busy dedicating himself to your warm body always ready to wrap him, so soft and yielding under his fingers…
N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)
Rudra hates people who are too vulgar, who can’t hold their tongue and make others uncomfortable with how rude and inappropriate they are. So, yes for dirty talking and a more stringent language between you, but he sets limits when he is not in private. Your tongue could lead to various quarrels between you and, in his case, to extinguish any kind of interest in you, until one of the two breaks the relationship because neither of you is willing to give in, and there is hardly any possibility of return.
Among the things that he will certainly never do to you is knife play: since he is not very familiar with blades, be they knives or even small scissors, he does not feel sure he can control the situation and therefore the fear of hurting you and make you bleed would be so high that it would shake all over the body and really end up opening some wound. Do you want to feel pain? Well, his teeth and nails will give you all you want, but please, don’t ask him to play with blades on your body.
O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)
Rudra loves both and has no preferences; however he is very, very good at oral. He really loves you as soon as he puts his lips and tongue against your intimacy: his hands blocking your thighs and hips to keep you still; the mouth that covers your genitals with kisses, and then his tongue that dances, touching, poking, teasing, licking; the lips that close around your hottest spots, and meanwhile his eyes that don’t leave yours, following every tear of pleasure that slides down your cheek and catching fire under your gaze; the teeth sinking in and biting or scraping gently, making you wince and elicit a little scream. The God of Storms? Naahhh, in my opinion it is better to say the God of Oral, so great and remarkable are his abilities.
As I said before, however, he also loves receiving: and don’t be afraid to be too wild with him, if you grab his cock and start biting it he won’t reply but will only enjoy, and the same if you want to be nicer. The choice is yours, in any case he would do nothing but lay on the ground or on the blankets and emit all kinds of verses in such a funny and cute voice, writhing and shaking so much that it is natural for you to continue with your work, if that is what you give them. The tip is really sensitive, linger on that and you could knock him out in no time.
P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)
Rudra prefers a middle ground: not too slow but not a mad run either, the ideal is an energetic pace that is not difficult to follow and which at the same time stimulates the whole body, so that the sensations are multiple and the pleasure is strong on both sides. At some point, however, a more sadistic side may also step in, or he is simply very needy and aroused to feel your walls around his penis, and then things heat up and you find yourself pressed hard against the mattress with two of his hands gripping your head or digging into your hips, so you feel like you have a bull between your legs, one that is also bent on depleting your vocal cords. But don’t worry, even in this case he will never hurt you, if or as soon as he realizes that you are in even the slightest pain, he slows down without problems. You couldn’t be in better hands: and there are four of them, so best wishes to escape him, he won’t let you go anywhere.
Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)
Rudra is not the quickie type, simply because it is not enough for him: he wants to take all his time to take every part of you and make it his own, so a quickie is not the solution that best suits him. If you ask him and insist, he will hardly accept; and if he does, it will be grudgingly and because you somehow managed to convince him. If you then leave and he still wants you, his frowning gaze will follow you everywhere and for the rest of the day he will be nervous, at least until you return, when you will have to deal with what you left unfinished... oh my, a big storm is coming to get you! Run for your life if you can (you can’t)!
R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)
Let me be honest, I think that Rudra will gladly take them, but it is up to you: if you feel like experimenting and trying something extreme he will satisfy you, otherwise that is fine, nothing changes between you. If you accept, he will follow you step by step so that you are comfortable with them, but let him know if you change your mind or something is wrong, he always has time to stop. So be clear and open with him, and tell him everything you want, whether or not you feel like accepting what is being offered to you.
S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)
This big boy has a lot of strength, you better prepare to be destroyed by his ardor, because although gentle and attentive as long as you want, Rudra is almost insatiable and once he has you in his arms you are his prisoner for a long time. As mentioned above, being very sensitive, the rounds are perhaps not very long - even if the duration of each of them is enough to deprive you of a lot of energy - but they are many, truly innumerable: a love making session in which you lose your head and also the sensitivity in every part of you, short pause, and then the sweetest torment you have ever felt begins again, and so on for an almost infinite number of rounds. Every time you touch the threshold of fainting, and every time Rudra will stop before you can cross it, perhaps giving you a good spank or squeezing your nipples hard; catch your breath quickly, and say yes to heaven, you have to start again!
T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)
Surprisingly, he has many, all presents or left as gifts from his adventures: for example, he has vibrators or dildos of all kinds, which come from all over the world and which he knows how to use very well, OBVIOUSLY on you because he doesn’t want to be touched by it (but who knows, maybe you can even convince him…). He rarely uses them because the best tool for your pleasure is his own body, but if you ask him to practice on you with them he won’t back down and indeed, it could be a way to further test your skills. Let’s see how long you can last this time.
U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)
Usually Rudra is not unfair, on the contrary, it is more probable that it is you who teases him (even if he willingly accepts it and, indeed, he likes being tortured by you). However, if you cross the line or have behaved in a way that he thinks is particularly unfair or wrong towards him, well… the things change a little, and some small, harmless torment falls on your tender flesh: from playing with your intimacy to the point of making you so excited that you pray for his cock, which he won’t give you because you don’t deserve it, to angrily biting all your most sensitive parts without you being able to stop him, to tying you to the bed and bandaging your mouth, to then fill your holes with vibrators that he will operate remotely once he sits on the edge, watching you for hours as you writhe, moan louder and louder and beg for a mercy that you have to earn hard.
V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)
The God of Storms is not as loud as you, but he can hardly keep his voice: therefore his mouth escapes deep and long moans and gasps that intertwine with yours, as well as sighs and, sometimes, low gurgles. As the session gets more heated his voice rises in pitch and the words that come out of him are all praise for you, how beautiful you are, perfect and his, all his, doubling the sensations and the thrills; I mean, he might just make you cum with his voice. Fun fact: sometimes he starts speaking in other languages, simple words or phrases that he has learned during his wanderings and for which he blushes deeply, if you ask him the meaning.
W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)
Before the love making, Rudra includes a massage session. He knows where to intervene to stretch, relax, loosen and touch so that every stiffness and tension does not resist his fingers, all without making you feel any pain but, on the contrary, giving you a preparatory pleasure for what is to come afterwards. From head to feet (if you can hold it), every corner of you will know the blessing of his cuddles, and it is not uncommon for you to fall asleep while he is rubbing your back and shoulders.
In the same way, if you want to return the favor and give him a massage, he will be happy about it: if you already know how to do it, he will make himself comfortable to receive all your attention, and he won’t fail to respond adequately to the stimuli (remember that being very sensitive he may not last long, especially in certain areas such as shoulders and feet), while if you don’t know how to do it but want to learn, he will teach you calmly and patiently, so as not to cause pain and worse.
X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)
Heh heh, as well as Shiva, he has a double pack! And he knows how to use them very well. The first thing that amazes you about the two penises is that they are really, really big, almost disproportionate, wider than long and slightly curved upwards. The lower one is a little smaller than the upper one and has veins on the tip, while the other is perfectly smooth, but the tip is more enlarged.
Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)
Rudra has an excellent sex drive, even if sex is not among his very first thoughts his desire is still high and he is easily excitable. It doesn’t take much, even just a slow and well-aimed caress or the thought of you and your beautiful smile, of the way you close your eyes and how they sparkle every time they see him, to turn him on; you don’t help him, on the contrary, because with your way of being so sweet and at the same time provocative you make him so crazy about you, literally your love slave to whom you can do (almost) everything, always questioning who is the top and who is the bottom between the two. Practically by your side you have a puppy and at the same time an indomitable feline.
Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)
Rudra almost never sleeps, he doesn’t need it until after long periods of time: so he will spend the rest of the night watching you sleep, combing your hair, kissing every inch of skin lightly and giving vent to his sleep kink, without never take your eyes off your face and the serenity with which you sleep. “I love you”, whispers into your ear, licking your lobe and caressing your belly as it prepares to descend towards your intimacy, “I madly love you, my beloved lynx, my great love. You are mine, but I am all yours.”
And then the night flies for him and you, bringing new sweetnesses and caresses.
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Hi!<3 can i request shiva and rudra sharing a s/o (female)?
Perfect timing!! Of course!
Rudra x Reader x Shiva
Warning: Rough sex, Degrading (Shiva mostly), face fucking.
It was a great thrill, you sat on Shiva's face and he licked your insides, muffled moans. Rudra kept your head in place, loving the warmth from your mouth. "Fuck. Better swallow, I don't want it to waste." His load overflowed, and some came out of your mouth as you swallowed the rest. Panting, Shiva licks you faster, your back arches, loving it so much. "Lord Shiva!~" you came on his face, it was a mess. He pulled you to his face, "Clean my face Whore." You licked him clean, tasting yourself. Rudra kissed you, loving the roughness. "Rudra!~", you moaned his name, he fingers you. Shiva smirked and slid three fingers in you. "Aww~ Can't take 6 fingers?~ better adjust to it." You tear up, while Rudra kisses your neck, as for his friend, he gives you harsh bite marks. Shiva got bored, but he shoved his fingers deeper, earning a loud moan from you, he called you names, such as a whore, a sluty goddess. "Lord Shiva-ah!~" You came for the second time, Rudra lined you up with his cock and made you sit on it. He didn't let you adjust, he kept on thrusting. Shiva stood up, "Would you be a good little bitch and open your mouth?~" you obey, his Dick sliding into your throat. Oh, they were big. You could imagine how lucky Shiva's wives are.
Being Fucked dumb, you were enjoying it so much, but you were getting tired. Rudra pounded into you harsh and deep, and Shiva had the same rhythm. "So good. You're our slut okay? Nobody else's, got that?" You nodded, and your third orgasm was coming. They didn't stop there, Rudra felt you cum on his Dick but he wasn't done. Shiva's hands were on your head, you struggled to breathe but once he came in your mouth, forced you to swallow all of it. "That's right. Good. Only good girls get treats right Rudra?" "Yes, I agree." Rudra was quiet during sex, and you were about to rest until his wives came in. You knew what they wanted.
"Lord Shiva, Rudra. May we play with her too?" They asked, Shiva and Rudra happily accepted. Durga had a strap-on toy in her hands, oh boy. "Enjoy the show!" Shiva smiled, now this is wonderful.
(Let's go! I love this!!)
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summer breeze ⋆ rudra
content: fem!reader, canon-verse so set a little after rudra and shiva’s fight but rudra leaves to go watch the fifth round. no warnings just fluff and awkward pining, also time just flies in this so sorry if its confusing 😭
author’s note: this just a random one shot since when i posted rudra a lot of snv fans gave me love ehehe thank yew all
word count: 2.5k
The palms of your hands brushed against the tall plant stems as you walked through the evergreen fields. The soles of your bare feet scraped on the soil.
Some may think you were outlandish for enjoying the sensation of rough and dry soil grating against your skin, but you paid them no mind.
You’d come from turbulent times.
Days and nights filled with terror of the Gods battling for power and to showcase their tremendous strength. Earsplitting sounds of their clashes that resounded through the trees and mountains.
That sent women and children into absolute terror. It struck fear into your heart when they began their brawls as it shook the lands.
But it was finally over.
And now, you could aimlessly stroll through the grounds without cowering in your dwellings.
Your head whipped around to see the figure in the distance.
After his journey along side Shiva to Svarga, then his defeat, Rudra spent his time roaming wherever his feet brought him.
He had no destination in mind, he simply knew he wanted to explore more and more.
But he’d stumbled across this pasture with no livestock.
Just a woman who seemed to be absentmindedly twirling around, without a care in the world.
“You!” You called out, jabbing an accusatory finger at him. “This is my land! Stop skulking around unless you have business!”
Rudra snorted to himself. You were about as threatening as a puppy.
He held two arms up, the other two, so conveniently concealed by his large scarf.
“I’m a traveller! I harbour no ill intentions.” He called back.
You blinked at his calmness. Usually, people didn’t take so kindly to your aggression.
“Well be on your way! I have no crops for you. I doubt I have anything you’re looking for.” You barked.
“What if it is companionship I seek?” He questioned, with a smug smile, undeterred by your venom.
You had no clue what it was. But when a smile tugged at the corner of his lips, you felt your resolve wither away.
“From me? You don’t know me, I’m lower status.”
“I could care less about status. So? Will you let me try at least?”
“Try what?” You tutted.
“Befriend you.”
You had nothing to lose. To say he was easy on the eyes would be an understatement. Up close, he had the most beautiful features.
You were sure one smile of his would make you do his bidding, instantly. But as he entered your home, and sat on the shoddy chair, something was beginning to click.
“You’re not human, are you?” You finally stated after you poured him a cup of freshly brewed tea.
“What gave it away?” He questioned.
“The Herculean build in my small home.” You said, wryly.
“I am Rudra.”
You would be an idiot to live in this land and not know at least one of the thousands of gods. You knew of him. But you didn’t know him.
If he came across you when you lived amongst the others, you were sure everybody would’ve been on their knees or clawing at his feet.
But you didn’t share the same sentiment.
“I’m a mere human.” You began, cautiously. “What would the God of Thunder be doing in these fields. Or even my run down shack?”
“Your home is lovely.” He said, in a gentle tone.
You scoffed, besides yourself.
“Not for a deity.” You said, curtly.
“I’m not here to harm you. If you insist on knowing, then take a seat.”
As much as you tried, you couldn’t hide the anxiety stirring in your stomach.
“I’m not a God anymore.”
Your eyebrows furrowed together.
“…How?”
“I fought. I fought side by side with somebody I admire greatly, somebody I hold dear to my heart. I don’t even think I can give you an accurate estimate of how long we fought, it was so time consuming.”
“You fought for over one thousand days…Rudra.” You said, wistfully.
He choked on the beverage and thumped his chest with his arm.
“Huh?”
“I know this because for those one thousand days, nobody could sleep. We are used to ruckus and mayhem but when those of formidable strength clashed, it was spine chilling.” You said, not meeting his eye. “But go on with your story. What were you saying before I interrupted?”
Rudra gave you a rueful look.
He hadn’t an idea that the humans had been affected by their ascent to the peak. He cleared his throat.
“As we fought, an idea came to fruition. Though, this was my dream. To stand at the top. The further and further we went, I felt undeserving of the dream. It wasn’t born from a place of jealousy. I was at peace with it. So after we battled the thousands of other deities, there was only one more duel left.”
“…Shiva.” You whispered and he nodded.
“Shiva now reigns.” He said, in a honeyed voice. His smile, full of pride and delight as he said his name.
“You really love him, huh?” You snickered.
“Of course! He’s my best friend.” He exclaimed.
“So what of you? Any more brawls?”
“While I’m still strong, I guess it gets old after a while.” He remarked. “I wanted to see more. I’ve seen Svarga and met all the other Gods. I wanted to see the land of mankind.”
“And you somehow ended up in my field.”
“Somehow.” He echoed.
He didn’t want to scare you but he had been entranced by your beauty ever since he first mistakenly came across this ordinary field.
It wasn’t interesting to him, whatsoever. It was like the millions other fields he’d passed over his travels.
Tall stems, vibrant greens and bright petals. The only thing the unremarkable fields he’d passed didn’t have was you.
The incomparable beauty that made him awestruck.
Thunder scared you, very much. Which was ironic, considering the former God of Thunder was now a reoccurring guest at your home.
Rudra didn’t miss the way your fist bunched up the fabric of your dress, or how you gnawed your bottom lip.
If he wasn’t here, you were sure you would’ve ran to a corner of the room and hugged your knees.
“What frightens you about thunder?” He asked, genuinely confused. He wanted to hear it from your perspective.
He adored claps of thunder and flashes of lightening. It made power surge through him and stimulated him.
“…The sound. Whenever I heard it, it meant you guys were fighting and then the marketplace would shatter and collapse.”
You didn’t notice, you weren’t facing him. But he felt a dullness fill his chest. Completely unfamiliar to him. It weighed on his breathing as he stared at you with remorse.
“…I had no clue.” He finally said.
“I guess its hard to know what’s going on from afar.” You responded.
To your bewilderment, he made his way towards you front door and gestured for you to approach him.
“…No, Rudra. I can’t-“
“I would never force you into something you don’t want to…but please. I want to make up for me and the Gods selfishness.”
You obliged, despite the hesitance. His hand was outreached towards you, you slipped your slender fingers into his large hand.
He outstretched his legs so he could place you right in front of him. Then settled his hands on your shoulders.
“What are we doing?” You asked, meekly.
You were a resolute woman. However, your fear reduced you to a skittish animal.
“Close your eyes, outstretch your arms and tighten your muscles.” He instructed, voice firm.
“I still don’t get-”
“Just try…okay?”
You took a deep inhale through your nostrils and followed his directions.
“Next?”
“Think about the thunder.”
You pictured the grey skies that were previously visible to you and the flashes of lightning you were so terrified of. Your face slightly contorted in discomfort at the resurgence of repressed memories.
Suddenly, an ear splitting crack of thunder boomed. You almost jumped but Rudra’s sturdy grip on you held you down.
Your heart hammered.
“I’m here, I mean it. It won’t hurt you.” He said, lowly in response to the tremor in your voice and incoherent babbling. “Try it again.”
“What?!”
“You are in control of the thunder. I gave you the ability- no. My ability to control the thunder. So try it one more time, Y/N. It sounds unsettling but I promise you, it’s fine.”
You nodded at his reassurance, then did the same exact instructions he gave you before. A rip of power surged right through you as you now commanded the thunder.
Maybe it was due to Rudra’s omnipotence but it was almost as if the paralysing fear you once had had been whisked away.
“I know what mankind think. That thunder is anger or punishment from Gods but…I promise its not. It is balance, Y/N. Thunder balances the earth’s atmosphere.” He said, gently.
“You didn’t have to do this.” You said, releasing yourself from his grip to face him as the rain pelted onto the both of you.
“I wanted to. Really.” He beamed, as he cupped the side of your face then headed back indoors.
You clutched your chest. Your heart skipping a beat was an unfamiliar experience.
-
You swallowed thickly as you registered that he’d taken off his navy blue, patterned scarf that covered his arms.
His build was nothing you’d seen before in your entire life. Sure, you’d seen muscular men at the market. Strong from the laborious work of farmers, labourers and fishermen.
But the four arms was something that only belonged to the untouchable deities. They were portrayed in shrines and temples.
Depicted in arts you were lucky to even get a glimpse of.
Yet, here you were stood in front of the former God, trying your hardest not to buckle.
“Are you afraid?” He questioned, in a tender voice. His coral coloured eyes, glimmering with a sense of warmth.
As if he was understanding and it was okay if you were. He reached out to pull the scarf over his shoulders once again but you stopped him.
“No…! I’m not afraid, it’s just new territory for me..” You said with a nervous chuckle, trying your best to regain some composure.
You were never one to be swayed by brawn of all things but this was different.
“Okay.” He said, with a kind smile. “I’ll be on my way, now. Thank you for being so kind enough to accommodate me despite my unsolicited appearance.”
“Will you be back?”
He blinked, a little startled at your question.
“Do you want me to come back?”
“I don’t want you to go.”
He always knew what time you were going to go out in the fields. Whether it was to maintain the crops or simply do your mindless walk around.
You enjoyed his company. He radiated warmth, tranquillity, kindness. You just felt at home with Rudra.
He rested against the towering, aged tree. Hands behind his head as he revelled the shade and the view.
To him, watching you frolic in the fields was true joy.
The seasons changed, and it rained. It didn’t deter you. He got up from his familiar spot, and attempted to shield you from the raindrops.
You simply burst into giggles at his worried expression and attempted to lower his arms, despite his hulking height.
“Why not?” He questioned, slightly bemused.
“I want to feel the water on my skin. And the gust of wind. Even the wetted soil between my toes.” You explained.
“Humans are not immune to bad weather. You’ll get sick.” He said, attempting to reason with you.
“You are human too, Rudra.” You responded.
“No. I may have lost my jurisdiction as a God but I still have my power and strength.” He explained.
“If I get sick, I’ll get better. Don’t worry about me so much.” You said, voice resolute. You then turned to bound off.
“How could I not fret..” He said, once you were out of earshot. “About such a reckless woman.”
He liked that about you. He figured, that as much as he was dazzled by your beauty, your vim and vigor for life had secured him in.
You were so excitable over being able to leap around that unremarkable field. You managed to make it seem moving, somehow.
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Much to no surprise, you fell ill.
“Surely, there’s better things for a former God to do then to babysit me.” You said, a little wryly as you blew your nose hard.
He seemed to take your bad mood in jest and ignored it.
“I’m partly at fault. I should’ve kept you away from the rain.”
“Rudra, we both know it’s my fault.” You snickered, as you shook your head.
“I’m not one to kick somebody when they’re down.” He said, gently as he placed a tray with a bowl of soup over your lap.
“Gods take cooking lessons?” You questioned, quirking a brow.
“We were regular people before we were Gods. Nobody is just born an almighty God.”
“Figures.” You scooped the soup into your mouth. Despite being under the weather with a congested nose, his soup managed to stir up your tastebuds.
It was one of the most flavourful tastes you’d ever experienced, you immediately whipped your head to face him, earning him a bewildered look.
“Is it bad..? I’ll start from scratch-”
“What? Rudra, no. It’s amazing!” You cried out, bad mood dissipating away. “You have got to teach me this, sometime!”
His cheeks flushed red, and he bashfully rubbed the nape of his neck with his signature, dazzling smile.
“You enjoyed it that much? I…Woah. I’ll make sure to teach you.” He chuckled.
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“I have something I need to go away for.” He said, a little sadly.
“Oh. Well, do you have an idea how long you will be gone for?”
“I’m not too sure. The travel will be long and then…the outcome of the event depends if I have to stay long or not.”
“As long as you come back. This place is your home.”
“You’re wrong.” He stated.
“Huh?”
You felt the large, veiny, and calloused hands cup the sides of your face which took you by surprise.
“Rudra, what are you-”
“Y/N, you are my home.”
Your jaw went slack at the heaviness of his words.
“What do you mean?” You stuttered.
“My soul is at peace when I’m with you.” He said, gently still clutching your face. You began to stroke the hollows of his knuckles.
You blinked, taken aback.
“Really..?”
“Is that so hard to believe?” He said, with his gentle smile.
“…A little.”
“Is there any way I can prove it?”
“You don’t need to. I’m just a little shocked.”
“I’ve been captivated by you the moment I saw you. You occupy my mind so please Y/N. Allow me to become your home too.”
You figure it was only him. Anybody else saying this, you would’ve scoffed and rolled your eyes.
But everything about his presence was soothing. From his dreamy expression to his gaze.
The gaze that made you feel like the only person who mattered in this world.
He then bowed down to plant a tender kiss on the crown of your head as his hand settled on the nape of your neck.
“My home.” You echoed gently. And you could not wait for your home to return to you.
author’s note (again):
thank you for reading if you made it this far 😹💓
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Under A Lustful Moon pt. 3 (finale)
🌸Pairing: Rudra x female OCs x Shiva
🌸Warnings: mention of sex (oral, penetration, masturbation, fingering), kinks (restraints, praising, body worship), nudity, dirty talking. MINORS DNI!
🌸Notes: the reader is consenting!
IMPORTANT: The authors (@evansuvamp and @riseofamoonycake) have chosen to write a fic with their respective OCs (Scarlet and Tanit), so they are presented with the names and features created by them; but the work can be read as a normal character x reader fic.
You can see the full header pic here. I did with lots of love!
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She understood quickly what to do, so her lips ran over the caramel-like skin, licking from the base of his neck to the cleavage, just leaving small marks which faded after some time. She didn’t mean to hurt him, just to give the pleasure he might have felt neglected. Soft moans came out, a clear sign of her lips working up to him in the right manner. Scarlet stopped to see his face, smiling when he approached the bottom hands to her warm skin. This god was so caring and yet so rough when needed and sex wasn’t the difference: if he wished, he could be harsh and seek his own pleasure, but the little redhead was incredibly loving as well so he was enjoying the time with her. Rudra had a try and caressed her hips, she shivered a little but it wasn’t a bad feeling, in fact her voice made it clear that it felt good.
And so the touching session continued. The pitch on Scarlet’s voice became sweeter when she asked him to touch her neck, to kiss it and nib it to his heart content. He was quick to read her demands as well. Meanwhile, tiny fingers scratched the strong and smooth skin of his chest, the feeling made him raise his voice and he decided to offer her the next step: «I think we have enough touches, would you like to start to taste each other?»
Scarlet smiled and nodded, leaving him to change positions again. Rudra was a big man, she knew that and the size gap liked her, his fox-like eyes never closing while a hand touched the space between her legs. As it was an order, she parted them and let him explore the area. Another smile illuminated his face, adoring the obedience that allowed such a pretty girl. Nevertheless, he reassured her to enjoy the time and just relax. Half-lidded eyes met those clever ones when a pair of fingers wandered over the feminine slit, giving small circles to the bud simultaneously, earning an excited moan from the human. Her hips rolled in a slow pace, signal of her arousement increasing and enjoyment covering her angelic face. Though she was a woman who wasn’t into breast caresses, the way in which Rudra managed them, even when they were small, the squishing, tender skin gaining a red tone while the expert fingers played with the small nipples. She gasped, enjoying those little motions mixed with the heat gathering inside her.
He paused, wanting to explore her body with the tongue this time. It started as small licks, circling her clit, wetting that soft place. Just then, the pace changed once again and he became sloppier and less careful only to see her bucking that hips again, he stopped and the teasing began. The Lord of Storms could be a playful man when it came to passion topics, it was part of the foreplay and it seemed something the little woman loved too. The more teasing the more she would bite her lip and let out small cries of longing, asking him with pleading chocolate eyes to continue those strokes.
«You taste so good, sweetheart. I’ll give you the treatment of a beautiful doll.» Honeyed words melt Scarlet’s body, gasping after his tongue entered between her lips. It wasn’t long when the filthy sound echoed in the room. «L-Lord Rudra…» She whimpered, snaking her fingers until they reached the dark locks of his wild hair. No braids limiting the length of his raven hair so she pulled a little hard and he moaned.
The young woman smiled as she heard the god vocalize her sensations with such enthusiasm, and tried to pull harder; Rudra’s voice rose in tone and then stopped, becoming a long sigh, and at that point the Storm glued her eyes to those of Scarlet, who was only waiting for that feral gaze and closed her thighs around his face, trapping him between them and condemning herself in her own accord.
«So you want to be damned to pleasure…», Rudra murmured, giving her a little smile before slowly licking her folds, up and down, over and over, forcing her breath to quicken and the body to tremble; then he repeatedly kissed her opening, smacking his lips and dipping them in her juices, then sliding his tongue inside her again and starting to enjoy what she had to offer giving her the same pleasure, stroking her hips and buttocks in the process and digging his fingers into them.
Scarlet’s copious moans soon became prayers and invocations, gasps and long sighs that prompted Shiva and Tanit to temporarily interrupt the intercourse to listen to their little human being devoured by the Storm; this was only a moment, because after that they stared at each other and the goddess smiled, red in the face from the lack of air and the strong stimuli she felt, and the fingers of her free hand scratched the back of the Lord of Destruction, making him squirm and grunt in her ear. «I know you like it», she whispered in response, biting his cheek and start masturbating him again, this time with more energy and letting him feel her nails too, «and that you adore having me in your arms; but you should have asked me yourself for all of this, and instead I had to find out from Scarlet...»
Shiva smirked and, taking advantage of her inattention, grabbed her wrists with two hands, while the one engaged in penetrating her stopped and, together with the one left free, squeezed her hips. Tanit sough as he changed positions and climbed on top of her, trapping her beneath him, and she moaned loudly as she felt his weight and strength pressing her against the covers; she tried to move, not to escape him but to evaluate how much leeway she had, and realized she was mostly blocked in her movements, caged by his arms and at his mercy.
«But if I had surrendered to you without resisting my own desires, we wouldn’t be here now…», he murmured to her, grinning as he stared at the Moon now his prisoner and slipped a finger into her mouth, making her suck and taste her own fluids, before withdrawing and slowly licking it in turn, «and you wouldn’t have had any fun, would you, queen?» Before she could reply, the grip on her wrists tightened as the lower hands moved to her thighs and tickled the inner sides to make them open; at that point he adjusted himself better, slipping between them and running his fingers over Tanit’s pale belly, stroking her curves, drumming her skin as he approached her breasts and let his fingertips conquer them, massaging while imprinting on his mind the texture of them, their softness and warmth, just before replacing the hands with the mouth and starting to kiss and suck them.
She whined for the pleasure and her body trembled, causing the low laughter of the god and more kisses on the perfumed chest; that was just the beginning, because in reality his teeth couldn’t wait to sink into that skin so candid that it looked like snow and mark it, even if only temporarily, and enjoy every reaction. The Moon of Carthage wanted veneration ― as much as she was ready to give it, and he saw it in the golden gems that stared at him with determination and languid desire, capable to tease and to dissolve in tears for him ―, and the Lord of the Dance was determined to grant it without any hesitation: but he would have done so not without taking away some harmless satisfaction, letting Tanit sink amidst her own moans and screams of pleasure… «How splendid you are, Lady Tanit: you seem made of gold and silver. You are a work of art like your jewels... are you sure it wasn’t the goldsmiths of Carthage themselves who created you? So soft and warm, and all for me. You are my wonderful, sweet, Little Moon.»
The goddess blushed violently as Shiva leaned over her face and whispered these words into her own mouth, narrowing his eyes and staring at her as he licked his lips and stroked her hips; as she had done with Rudra before, almost on reflex she threw back her head and exposed her throat, and he immediately kissed that and the sides of her neck. «Let’s see what fine metal you’re made of», he whispered, then bit firmly into the hollow between it and her shoulder, making her jump and drawing a small sigh from her. Not satisfied at all with the reaction, the Destroyer sank his teeth into the same spot twice more and with increasing force, until he got the scream he wanted, then stopped to look at Tanit’s face, her mouth pursed in annoyance and eyes flashing. Not being free to react as she wanted made her nervous and Shiva could confirm it just by the movement of her fingers, ready to claw him as soon as he freed her wrists. A true lioness, proud and fearless. «Now you know what I felt because of your chains», he said, caressing her cheek with the back of his hand, «so don’t bemoan this revenge.»
The Lady of Carthage didn’t reply, limiting herself to staring at her tormentor from under her long eyelashes, then turned the head to one side and bit the lips so as not to give him the satisfaction of hearing her cursing. At this vision, Shiva felt his desire become more urgent and so strong that he had to hold back a moan, immediately stifled against the skin of the goddess. «I’ll take it as a challenge, then», was the last thing he said before biting her again, this time just above the breast, and licking the marks left on that ivory body. Bite, lick, kiss: without stopping, the Lord of the Hindu Pantheon imposed on the Moon an uninterrupted swirl of torment and pleasure, while the upper hands continued to hold her wrists prisoner and the lower ones explored her whole body, pursuing the lips and teeth of their owner; and for Tanit, this was both Hell and Heaven.
The goddess tried with all her strength to resist, not to let any sound escape, to stand up to him: but in the end the sweat that ran down her body, the powerful sensation of those sharp fangs closing on her skin and being immediately followed by a tongue determined to give as many shivers as possible, Shiva’s hot body rubbing against hers and driving her mad, and his tiger’s eyes constantly teasing her, all of this won over her; and more and more moans and gasps left her lips, the breath that stopped and accelerated continuously, the body that seemed to dance under the skillful touch of the other deity.
«Come on, sing louder. Can I hear your siren voice?», Shiva asked her for the umpteenth time and in a falsely imploring tone, taking a nipple between his teeth and nibbling it, slowly stroking the other one, «what a cruel goddess~»
«Be satisfied… with what I am giving you― Ah!» As soon as the God of Destruction sucked on her nipple, Tanit felt a tear of pleasure escape her eyes and streak down her cheek as the intense wave of sensation lapped her entire body, and she instinctively locked her thighs around him, who stroked them repeatedly. «Be satisfied only with this? Oh no, absolutely, I want everything from you», he then replied, glancing at her only before descending towards her belly, «even if I admit that you are tougher than I thought... I will have to lose this battle, if I want to win the whole war.»
The Moon sighed heavily as she felt her wrists being freed, then she snapped her hands towards Shiva, as he had envisaged, and sank them into his hair; he let her do it and in return squeezed her thighs even tighter as he kissed her belly, biting lightly and without leaving marks, allowing her to breathe, and then stopping completely to look at her. «Are you all right, my lady? Should I have worshipped you more?»
She sat up and looked at her chest, dotted with purplish marks and tooth marks, two of which oozed a drop of blood, and frowned; however, she couldn’t help but smile, and the god chuckled with her. «You are ruthless, Great Shiva», she murmured as she leaned forward and he did the same thing, kissing her repeatedly on the lips and holding her chin with one hand to keep her from escaping.
«Hmmm? Am I just paying you back with your own coin», was the innocent reply as he stroked her locks, catching them between his fingers and rubbing his cheek against them, «or do you dare say otherwise? You have tempted and provoked me many times, and tonight you have surpassed yourself… you could only expect this.» Without any warning, he lifted her thighs and pushed her to lie down again, while with his upper hands he grabbed her buttocks and squeezed them; his gaze flashed with enthusiasm, but what made Tanit tremble with arousement was seeing the tongue moisten the lips and the shadow of lust descend on the face of the deity while a perverse smile surfaced on it. Without taking his eyes off her or ceasing to grin, Shiva started biting the plush skin of her left thigh, inside and outside; the Moon dug her nails into the blankets, screamed loudly and jumped, but all four hands held her still and wide open for him, and, even if she wanted to, completely incapable of resist.
The Great Shiva was enjoying himself without any limit and did nothing to hide it: seeing Tanit’s skin covered with the signs of his passage, saliva and sweat and tiny crimson drops, tickled his most feral side with a ruthlessness that she could not even imagine, so much so that at a certain point the god believed that between them he was the one being tortured. The more he tasted of the goddess’ flesh, the more he wanted; the more he smelled her curls, her skin and folds, the more he sought and asked for it. The warmth she gave off was not violent like his, but comforting, gentle and benevolent like a torch in the darkest night, a helping hand in time of grief; and that clarity that followed her everywhere, the golden in her eyes, the pride with which she faced him… it was now clear that she had bound him to her, and without any chain or grip; and he would hold on for a little while longer before he began to praise her and pray to her and murmur songs to her, like a desperate slave.
On the other hand, Tanit burned with pleasure at every bite and caress: Rudra had taught her a strong and at the same time gentle way of loving, but Shiva was even more wild and without limits, he took her breath away and pushed her to give all of herself to be equal to him; and she loved it all, taking an enormous delight in finding herself caught on the line between letting herself go completely to him or being the one pushing him to do the impossible to win her. To give power or to take it, the one between her and the god was the game of two stubborn and at the same time benevolent entities, sadistic and caring; and even if it was she who now received the other’s amorous attacks, theirs was a wheel that turned continuously, and where no one really had to lose. Both of them felt it, they knew and saw it on each other’s bodies, that could never lie.
And to the body of the Moon Shiva gave one last bite, to then stop and rub his nose against the pubis, kissing it passionately but keeping his teeth well away from it; the hands barely touched the opening of the goddess, dripping with juices, and yet they completely gave way to the mouth, closer and closer and intent on bringing Tanit to the peak. She watched the Lord of the Dance settle better in contact with her intimacy, then crossed her legs around his neck and sighed when he caressed her thighs and massaged the pubis; and Shiva immediately began to run his tongue over her folds and prick them lightly with his teeth, slowly pushing himself inside her as he heard her moans rise in pitch, eager to destroy her gently but completely.
Those sounds mixed with Scarlet’s ones. A new symphony could be written by the delicate, high pitched moans and screams that let their lungs out. Rudra worked her slowly, enjoying how easy the human woman changed her tone and twisted on the soft silk mattress. Fortunately, his force helped her to stay still most part of the time. Scarlet rolled her hips, enjoying the overwhelming sensation that ran through her whole being. Light and small fingers pulled another time the raven locks, making him roar in delight. He won’t admit it easily but those movements made his inner self feel amazing. The hairs on his whole body stood up.
«M-My Lord…» The voice sounded like she was at limit. He stopped, licking around the soft and round clit, raising one eyebrow like asking her to continue. The prayer stopped as well, her breathy voice followed by a heart pace full of emotions thanked the sudden pause. Consequently, a shy smile appeared on her soft red lips and one hand moved to caress the side of his face. He stood to be on her level and attended to the claims: «What is it, sweet lady? Are you enjoying it or perhaps, should I be wilder?» Right upper hand cupped the soft milky face and then, he bent over her to leave small wet kisses on her flesh, waiting for an answer. Scarlet cursed for the wonderful and slow sensations, the pressure he put into her made a good anchor and excuse for her hips, which raised suddenly after some strokes inside her folds. Long and thick fingers played with the wetness, making circles inside those sensitive points.
Nails clawing his skin, the forearms had the most fresh scratches and the scars product of Scarlet’s attention to the place she was being held to. She closed her eyes when her body felt the new wave of pleasure. Rudra stopped again, and her sweet voice mewled unsatisfied, asking for more and caressing his hands. «What is it, sweet one? You liked it?» Soft but stern voice asked, stroking one of her red locks behind her ear, kissing the small nose to make her laugh instantly.
«You’re so sweet, my girl… Like the sweetest kulfi ever made. I want to make you feel amazing, please tell me if I must make you squirm again and take you beyond the pleasure.» He kissed her neck, waiting for her, he was just teasing her because those octaves made him go crazy easily. The teeth marked some flesh, leaving a light bruise. He was not as sharp as Shiva but still could mark her soft and vainilla skin. Then, the crimson lips spoke: «Make me cum, please… Lord Rudra… My dearest Lord of Storms, I want to finish with the ability of your fingers. This pleasure cannot be changed.»
Gentle smile painted his face. She was used to the rush from her most loved god, always held by strong and big hands just to make her screams all night long. She loved that for sure, but the soft and caring touch of the Storm showed her new marvels. Every single caress made her aware of her own body, it was like pure electricity and the power of his energy never was addictive. Scarlet smiled, a bit tired from the teasing games, but still wanted to feel him making her climax.
Rudra leveled his body to kiss her lips. This time the kiss was full of passion, playing both with their tongues and experiencing the taste of previous kisses with their lovers. His upper left hand intertwined with the right one of her, right upper arm holding his own weight to keep his eyes on her. He loved those cacao eyes rolling from the pleasure and from that angle, the view was even better. She was tiny, with a strong body and round hips, small breasts that he had already bitten and marked.
Both pairs of eyes locked when he took her by the thighs, making sure the distance between them was the least possible allowed. Their bones crashed a bit, rubbing flesh with flesh. She loved the feeling of his fingers again inside, moving her hips to feel them even more. Rudra kissed her, small kisses while praising the way his body reacted so well under his touch. His thumb made slow and lazy circles, loving how she seemed so desperate to be touched even more. She tried to get up when the feeling was too intense, but he denied her the chance.
«Come on, my sweet one… Make sure everyone witnesses this climax, your full pleasure for me. Those pretty eyes, don’t close them… Look at me all the time.» Aroused voice came out, urging the woman to submit to her own climax. Pitched moans elicited from her pretty mouth, praising how good his hand felt inside her walls. Three fingers stretched her out, lovely and soft screams filled the room when he touched her sweet spot with no effort.
«Oh… We’re almost there, yeah… Look at me… Yes, like that.» Teary eyes fixated on him now, as he ordered before, and suddenly she was screaming his name. Her eyes rolled to the back of her skull, squeezing his strong arm at the same time to make him move aside a little and enjoy her climax better. But it was no use, Rudra kept moving his fingers, wishing for a squirt, her voice trembled and small tears formed in the corner of her pretty eyes. The Storm placed a kiss on her lips, and helped her hips to stay still, open and relaxed to receive the glorious sensation of her juices soaking both of them. «R-Rudra! I-I can’t… It’s too much…» Overstimulation took her apart, he knew that so he showed some mercy, it would be better when he entered her.
A long pause came, soft and more calming breaths came, relaxing her body completely. Four arms caressed her thighs, her soft belly and all the visible skin possible. She cuddled a little around him, loving his warm body. The brown skin was always so tender yet too strong. Vanishing scars covered his forearms, muscles flexing to keep touching her all the time. He enjoyed her skin, he was attracted to that soft body, the round hips were so tempting. A shy human like her was always a temptation, she was in fact loyal and lovable, always offering her help even if the task was beyond her limits. That reminded him of his best friend somehow.
Scarlet kissed his brown sugar skin, leaving small bites just by pressing the flesh gently. She was stopped by him. The thumb helped her to raise her peachy face. «What is it, my lord? Isn’t it of your liking?» Rudra denied, passing the finger around her lips. «No, it’s nothing. I just wanted to ensure your pleasure. Was it delightful to you, little bat?» A warm smile crossed his lips, making her blush. She moved her head, telling him that in fact, she felt like floating at the moment. That reply was convenient, so he kissed her.
«Dear Lord of the Storms, how can I satisfy you as well? All this pleasure was amazing… Your touch was something I’d never felt before and I feel like I need to retribute you with the same feeling… Let me show you I can treat you so well.» Shy but bright smile appeared, expecting his words to make her best. Strong hands roamed through the milky body, engraving every curve allowed to be touched. That feeling will never erase from his mind. His onyx locks fell when he moved his body to place himself in the soft mattress, exposing his abs. Inviting her to his side just to put her over him. «Worship me as you do with your lovely god, touch me like the starving girl you are, love me with the same madness you love Shiva. Let’s experience this new kind of love together. I’ve never been so close to a human, and you’ve never been desired for too many gods, am I mistaken? Yet, you’re not that greedy and let yourself free to our will. So, this time we can surpass our limits»
Such an offer was quite appealing. And both of them were actually willing to taste it. The teasing was more electric now, his fingers drawing senseless doodles all over her soft skin, while she was exploring the taste of his skin, earning some guttural sounds from his chest. She descended along his upper body, massaging the sore muscles to relax him, Rudra bit his bottom lip at the easy way she made his tensed muscles feel better. His hips jolted when she arrived at his pelvis. She crawled more like a snake, those pupils now filled with lust and wanting to make him enjoy the pleasure she was capable of giving.
Pink tongue swirling around the hip bones, some marks were already landing and dancing with his skin. Rudra almost choked when the fast wet muscle reached one of his testicles. At this point, he was just leaving small trembling breaths to the air. His chest and heart were the only proof of that. Soft growls could be heard around the room, mixed with the other couple’s ones. Scarlet teased his tip with kitten licks, tasting the salty precum. Now, her eyes came to meet his, understanding the approval written in them.
The human continued, stroking his length. He was a bit larger than her king, a light curve at the end of its shape. Open mouth allowed the tip to enter. Rudra maintained his thighs spread so she could take him easily and she followed his voice to move. Inch by inch, she engulfed him all. The back of her throat sting a bit, but it didn’t last that much and soon the red hairs could be seen floating here and there with the head’s movements.
Now The Storm was the one wrapped in pleasure, trying his best to not move his hips too hard and injure her. Scarlet placed both hands to the sides of his thighs to stay still while blowing him. A large hand came to her nape, holding her carefully to not stop that great job. That signal alone made her wetter. He was more gentle and tried his best to not ruin her as much as he wanted. His mind went foggy with the tongue swirls, specially the ones where the teeth touched just a little the erection, right in the veins.
«My sweet bat… Just don’t stop…» That was the only phrase he could say, the others were mere groans, no sense moaning and gasps. She obeyed, feeling so hot about how vocal he became with her touches. The breathtaking moment almost makes her choke, but fast enough Scarlet used her nostrils to remain ok. Not longer after, she stopped, pumping with her fists the erection and tracing the sensitive skin to see his reactions.
A curse came. He was near and the sudden stop made him a bit frustrated. Now he understood how evil beautiful women can be. Rapid breaths came, trying to gain some peace but it was useless when her touch was too dangerous. She spoke: «It’s fine, my lord, I won’t frustrate your climax more. Please, tell me if you’re enjoying yourself even with this little play.» Rudra nodded. «Sweet heavens, Scarlet… You truly managed this to be hotter than it was supposed to be. Make me finish, I’m enduring this just to save as much of this encounter as I can and finish our journey with you over my lap.»
The back of his hand touched her cheek, rubbing it slowly while she crane her head to the side, following the god’s knuckles. Then, she took his hand and kissed it, showing her appreciation to him. He nodded again, loving those puppy eyes that could be fierce as well. Rudra fixed his own position to make sure she could take him again. And this time, any help wasn’t needed. The angle just hit perfectly for both, she directed her vision to the gestures of The Storm, getting wetter with the way he took his long hair back in order to record in his mind the actions of the human.
Saliva drained from her mouth, trying to suck as fast as she could to please her lord. But she couldn’t be more skilled with it because Rudra lost himself in the pleasure, forgetting for a moment that he needed to be nicer because he truly might break her. He rocked his hips a bit, never losing eye contact with her as she did before. That getsure was a language they invented all of sudden, loving the results of always looking at each other, even if the other didn’t express it in the first place. A silent moan formed in his throat, then gasping for air as the release came.
Right there, Scarlet stayed still waiting for his seed to fill her mouth. She retracted her head and allowed him to see that all of it was swallowed. «That’s it, good girl…» He smiled tiredly, with the afterglow running through his veins. He rested with her by his side on the bed. She kissed his cheek and caressed his body to relax him as well.
«I think it is time to finally feel each other… This desire is just increasing.» He spoke, wanting her approval to keep their pace together. She nodded, sitting on his lap. «My sweet Lord of the Storms, it’s not a secret that we’re craving for it… I want to feel you as well. Please, fill me up.» Tiny hands supporting her body, placed on his strong abs. He smiled, lined up with her, she rolled her hips, moaning a little since all the arousal gathered between her legs was just unbearable now. «Ride me, human.»
Every whisper, murmur and sigh that filled the room, the secrets that were exchanged along with the drops of sweat or saliva, the deepest fluids and the desires finally fulfilled, all this flowed like a river towards Shiva, who welcomed its warmth and loaded it up to pour it on and into Tanit. No longer in control of her body, she squirmed under his hands and danced, clawing the covers deeper and deeper and squinting her eyes, unable to hold back her voice and the loud panting with which she excited him to madness, pushing his tongue to know every secret recess of her intimacy.
And yet… and yet, it wasn’t enough: the Moon wanted more, and the God of Destruction saw it in the way she bit her lips and didn’t let go, didn’t give herself over to the sensations because she hadn’t crossed the limit yet. He didn’t lose sight of her for an instant, staring at her eyes that were increasingly moist but still capable of holding back tears, especially those that he most wanted to see, and Shiva smiled to himself as his fingers and tongue stimulated her with sadism, yet without succeed in making her lose control; for this reason, at a certain point the god stopped and made the tongue come out of her, making her sigh. «Is something worrying you, Lady of Carthage?», he murmured, leaning towards her face while all four hands caressed her hips with less gentleness than his words, squeezing and pinching them to see the soft flesh adapt to his games and push the goddess to speak. Tanit let out a muffled moan, then turned her head to the side and whispered something under her breath: words that Shiva couldn’t understand. «Hmm? Did the queen say something? Maybe she wants to feel again my tongue reduce her to knees?», the god cued her, becoming more and more sensual as he narrowed his eyes and licked his lips, tasting her fluids once again, and delicately freed himself from the grip of her legs to slide on her belly, «do you want to pray for me again?»
Tanit let Shiva take her face and turn it, looked at him then bit her lips once more and opened them wide as he ran a finger over them, slowly, enchanting her like a snake. The way the god played with her was both irresistible and irritating, but at that moment her desire was stronger than everything else, so she had no choice but to give in. «Take me», she revealed before trapping the beginning of a curse between her teeth and blushing even more than she had already done, then covering her eyes with both hands and letting out a low roar against herself and her weakness.
Shiva laughed at that reaction, then wrapped his arms around her and pulled her close, colliding with her mouth in a short but deep kiss. «Don’t be afraid to ask for all the pleasure you want, sweet Tanit», he murmured to her while, still holding the goddess in his arms, he sat with her on his lap and kissed her neck and chest with the veneration of a supplicant, «giving yourself to me must not cause you shame⁓ no one will know that I have won you: only you and me.»
Tanit observed him with a skeptical expression and a smile curved her lips, making Shiva smile: the provocation had its effect and the lioness awakened, as it should have been ― Tanit’s true beauty was precisely that ferinity that combined with the sweetness of a mother, two aspects that the God of Destruction wanted to know more. He then expected a response in kind, but it did not come: instead, the Moon wrapped her legs around his pelvis and gave herself a decisive push forward, making their bodies adhere more tightly, and clung to his back sinking into his skin with the nails. He gasped in surprise, then chuckled and sank the face into her hair, kissing every curl. «So it’s true, the Moon drives men crazy», the god whispered in her ear, biting the lobe and squeezing her belly for the umpteenth time.
Tanit felt a shiver run down her back and sighed, then she moved her face on purpose to look for his mouth, and when she found it, she closed it with a kiss and bit his lips lightly but repeatedly: small bites that hid all the desire to devour him piece by piece. He allowed her to take what she wanted, then he settled himself better and, without breaking the contact between their tongues, entered her calmly but firmly, loudly moaning and growling in pleasure as soon as he felt those warm walls welcome his intimacy and gather around it to trap him in Heaven. The goddess also expressed what she felt by separating herself from Shiva’s mouth and abandoning her head on his shoulder, panting in his ear and whining as he began to move inside her, following his every movement by rotating her hips and favoring his increasingly decisive and profound thrusts.
Keeping his lower hands tightly wrapped around her waist, Shiva used his upper hands to take her face and lift it: he wanted to stare at that changing beauty in every aspect because every reaction, every flicker of light, movement, gasp and sigh belonged to him, it was him who dictated it and therefore wanted it only for himself, and so it would be. No one else, other than the two of them, had to hear and watch the Moon immerse herself in the sea of enjoyment and forget her own beliefs and rules, reality and world, and even herself, to obey lust; no one, if not him, could take her to the bottom and keep her anchored here, preventing her from rising, breathing and detaching herself even just for an instant from the crazy dance of sensations to which he wanted to condemn her, doing the same to himself. «I want you to burn with me, Great Tanit», he whispered with his deep voice cracking with excitement, quickly tracing her neck with light kisses and then returning to stare at her, «do you mind if I reduce you to sparkling, beautiful ashes?»
The goddess did not reply: the accelerated breathing, the tremors that shook her body, the heat of her skin and the pearls of sweat that covered it already spoke for her, and finally, to Shiva’s satisfaction, a golden tear appeared from the corner of her right eye and slowly furrowed her cheek, sealing her fate. The God of Destruction stared at her for an instant as if dreamily, then pounced on her skin to chase and lick it, savoring the metallic taste of that drop of pure gold and giving a strong thrust inside the goddess, at the same time holding her with all four arms. By the end of that night, he suddenly realized, he would be completely crazy for her. «You… you are incredible, Little Moon. You are…»
«Great Shiva», she interrupted him in a broken voice, stopping suddenly and staring at him between the sighs, «wait… wait.»
The god looked both worried and confused as she pushed him slightly away from her chest, then exited her body and loosened the grip on her flesh, ready to let her go. «You do not want anymore? We can stop if you don’t mind―»
She pressed a finger to his lips and tapped them to silence him, then blinked a few times and turned with her back to him, glaring at him over her shoulder with a smirk, tempting and calling him. The way her eyes looked at him made Shiva tremble and he approached her from behind, grabbed and squeezed her buttocks with his lower hands, then wrapped his upper right arm around her waist, his free hand lifting her chin and their gazes glued. The deity grinned as she rested her back against his chest and her head against his collarbone, still looking up at him in a teasing flutter of lashes, and kissed her forehead. «Look at her… now is it the prey that decides the conditions of the hunt? And okay, if this is how you want to be destroyed, who am I to deny it to you?»
Tanit replied with a smile, then let out a moan and arched her back slightly, trembling all over as soon as he grabbed her hips, digging his nails into them, dragged her closer to him and the next instant entered her intimacy again. Shiva’s whole body closed around her: his lower arms wrapped even more around her waist and held her close to him, while his upper hands cupped her breasts and began to massage and tease them; the god’s broad chest welcomed the goddess’s back, while his chin rubbed against her head in a caress. «Now let’s see if we can satisfy the queen…», he murmured in her ear, just before starting to move; a comment that, they both knew, was a pure remarking of what would be the reality.
As her first response, she wrapped her arms around his neck, then smacked her lips in satisfaction and nodded. «It seems to me that my king is understanding more and more what I like⁓», she flirted, and then felt the first waves of pleasure invade her and let out another long moan. With the new position, her sensations seemed to have amplified greatly, so much so that Shiva saw her eyes widen and her breathing become faster, a deep blush on her cheeks and her lips trembling. «Yes, it seems you really like it a lot», he teased her, smiling and then biting his lip for the stab of pleasure he had just felt sensing her heat suddenly increase, all amplified by those golden eyes that stared at him from below and begged for him, begged for more, wanted his love again and again and couldn’t hide the desire. Now, the tears began to flow copiously, silver and gold streams that made her skin sparkle and dripped onto her chest, onto his fingers, like the sweetest caresses; and no, even if she had wanted it, Tanit could no longer hide how much he was making her enjoy and driving her to madness. «Please… keep going», she murmured, unable to stay still in his arms, whining and moaning louder and louder; and he obeyed, stroking the waist that vibrated under his arms, pinching and tugging her nipples, accepting all the excitement he was stirring up inside her and exchanging it for his own.
The God of Dance nearly screamed as Tanit’s nails scratched and cut into the back of his neck, and reflexively began to thrust into her with greater energy; and at that point it was her turn to howl and vocalize the pleasure she felt, rubbing her back against his chest and caressing it with her hair. Her flesh tensed under his fingers, the tremors became closer and stronger and the goddess’s voice rose further in pitch: the Lady of Carthage was close to her climax.
Shiva followed her, more and more lost in the bliss that the sensations of Tanit’s body against his gave him, of the extreme heat that enveloped them both, of the softness and yielding of that flesh, of their gaze capable of melting everything, whether it was talc, marble or diamond. «Be careful… be careful or we will really be on fire», he whispered, at the limit, squinting in the irresistible pleasure and breathing heavily in her hair.
«But that’s what we want, my beloved Shiva», Tanit murmured, releasing her grip around his neck to caress his cheek, «you and I are already burning each other.» The goddess closed her eyes as he took her chin and raised her face, then bent down and kissed her passionately; and she came at that exact moment, moaning in his mouth, bursting into a sigh and then remaining in his arms as if she had no strength left in her body, not even a shred of energy.
He cradled her gently, kissing her curls, then stopped as soon as she pulled away and turned, fixing her gaze on his still erect member ― although very close to the release, the god had not yet cum and his expression of painful need spoke for itself; for this reason, when the Moon approached again, this time head-on, Shiva opened his arms and prepared to welcome her back into his lap for another round… and in the same way he was surprised when he saw her grab his legs and, applying pressure under his knee, pushed him to open them, and then slipped in between. «What… what do you want to do?», he asked her, swallowing and supporting himself on the elbows, frowning without understanding and feeling a slight shiver at the back of his neck. That’s not how it usually works... what does she have in mind?
Tanit smiled at him, then narrowed her eyes and what was on her face turned into a light grin. «Relax, king, you’ll like it!», she exclaimed, moving closer again and reaching out to take hold of his member, and then starting to massage the tip. Before he could reply, the other hand reached towards his testicles and her fingers danced around them, squeezing them slowly: this contact, together with the position that Tanit had made him assume ― now he really knew what it meant to open his legs on someone, having one’s movements limited and being in control of the other person ― made him lose the last bit of control he had maintained and brought him dangerously close to shouting like a mad man, making the goddess grin even more. «I always knew you, in the deep, like to be the princess…», she teased him, and then laughed as soon as the god hissed and growled, going down the entire length of the penis and gradually increasing the rhythm of masturbation.
Shiva blew like a bull and was about to burst out, however his gaze fell on the goddess’s lips, fixed in a grimace of satisfaction, and the vision of her tongue wetting them with studied slowness made him lose all the words he had in mind. Tanit had been skillfully woven this secret dream for some time, and he had confirmation of this when she removed the hand from his testicles to caress his thigh and immediately after squeezed it, digging her nails into it, forcing him to stare at her. «Eyes on me, my king», she murmured to him, leaning her face closer to him and licking his lips. The god nibbled on her tongue, moaning loudly as he felt the tormentor’s fingers become even more frantic around his member, and closed his eyes. «Can we call it... revenge? A type of?»
Tanit smiled, then looked at him sweetly and caressed his thigh, pubis and hip again in a sinuous movement, like the uncoiling of a snake. «A revenge… or a hunt?»
Shiva gasped and stifled a curse when she began to tease his navel with her nails, stimulating and lightly scratching the entire area around it, and he clenched his eyes and teeth as he felt his resistance fade and the shivers become more violent and rapid. «Fuck-»
With a knowing smile, the Moon cupped her hands around his tip and, after a final stimulation of her thumbs, welcomed his seed and the long sigh with which the God of Destruction released himself. She let him lie down completely, then kissed both his thighs and all his arms, pulled away from him and took a blanket to clean both of them from the traces their lust had left, caressing his body gently.
Shiva watched her take care of him without saying anything, then, as soon as he saw her crawling towards him, he took her hands and guided her into his arms, closing her in a hug. «You… you really are a bad girl», he whispered to her as he caressed her neck and back, her head just nestled under his chin and her curls completely covering his chest, «more a succubus than a goddess⁓»
As the couple of gods finished, the other one was also coming to their climax. Rudra’s hips slammed into Scarlet’s with lots of steamy movements. She trembled under his touch, carving scars in The Storm’s skin while she tried her best to compass his trusting. A moan escaped from her lungs just as Rudra growled when the pleasure was starting to be unbearable. His upper hands held the human tightly so she wasn’t able to escape. His movements indeed put the woman into a fierce dance.
Every wave of pleasure could be felt as a silent energy around her skin. Scarlet caressed the male neck, lips parted and little moans and cries claiming his name. Rudra was also a hot mess, his skin burning from the session they were sharing, fingerprints all over the white skin turned into a bright red color, leaving a pattern around the feminine body made by him. His teeth traveled to kiss the small breasts. Most of the time, the human felt like a bad vessel, as if her skin and figure wasn’t enough for the god she devoted herself but she was proved wrong every time, Rudra took care of every centimeter and praised her body with soft and tender kisses, leaving small marks sometimes.
«I’m sorry for not having a desirable body, my Lord… I could never be as beautiful as my Lady of Carthage… Ah~... But allow yourself to touch me as much as you do with her.» Scarlet touched his face, smiling when he reached one of her spots, a little mewl came from her lips.
«Stop saying nonsense, Little Bat, you are as beautiful as night. Don’t let the imagination of humans blind you. You make us three happy with your presence and… Hah~... The pleasure you give is also marvelous…» A harsh stroke came from his hips, returning then to her tender skin to slowly bite the nipples, sucking on them.
Female hips rocked as fast as they could, now feeling the god’s tip kissing the cervix every time he moved. Scarlet cried in pleasure, it was a new sensation granted by the Lord of Storms, and she was enjoying that adorable yet possessive way he had towards her. «Are you close, sweet human?» Rudra’s lips caressed the left earlobe, a place he came to find was a perfect spot to make her twitch deliciously over him. He could tell because of those grips her inner muscles gave him every time the hot breath made contact with her skin; a single fang traced a small line and she all overstimulated just rolled her hips and squeezed the length inside her pussy.
«My Lord… Don’t stop, please...» She begged, embracing his neck. With that angle, Rudra took the chance to grab her by the thighs and drive both of them to the most violent climax they had ever experienced. Their skins crashed again and again, echoing through the palace room and both voices also announced the orgasm. The left bottom hand of the god found her clit easily, making her squirm with the soft strokes he gave, just when he was about to finish, decreasing the fast sway of hips, stopping to reassure the woman. Scarlet complained because of the lack of touch in her insides.
«Rudra…» she spoke, making him feel strange about the name. It was the first time she called him in such a way and tone. Scarlet approached her hands to cover her lips for the realization but he grabbed her hands to stop her, asking for a second call like that. «Say it, louder.» She was sensitive after that shock of orgasm they had but still, Rudra could manage to take both of them in a new wave of pleasure, caressing with small circles the pearl between her legs. Scarlet screamed once again, feeling her tummy clench and making a little rhythm to follow her partner. He hissed, enjoying the squelching sounds of both bodies, helping the woman to reach a new orgasm and his own as well. This time, they hold onto each other, feeling the electric wave run through their bodies.
Deep breaths could be heard from the human who was leveling herself as fast as she could. Once her body was able to move, she raised her face and moved her torso to face the god, caressing his cheekbones to leave a chaste kiss on his lips, feeling the last decrease in his movements and the way his seed ran inside her.
In fact, they could surpass their limits as promised. Rudra caressed her bruised body slowly, allowing her to ease, then he traced the shapes of her bones carefully, feeling her body shuddering under the touch. Those coffee eyes looked at him with adoration, as if he was her lovely and precious Shiva. A little smile curved his lips, loving the fact that she was completely dedicated to them. She curled a bit, her muscles trembling like jelly from the past stretching, still enduring the feeling while raising her body. «I think we made a mess… Allow me to clean us both.» Just when she tried to move from his lap, the lower arms held her and kept her in place: «No need to do it yourself. I’ll help you, take a breath. You did it so well.» Rudra said and left her in the soft mattress, then he extended his right hand to grab one of the handkerchiefs from the little table next to them.
The fine texture made the female shudder, but the god was careful not to hurt nor overstimulate her. Once both of them were clean, Rudra took Scarlet into his arms and kissed her forehead while the afterglow eased. Soon they realized their partners were already waiting for them.
Shiva smiled while taking care of Tanit on his lap, then continued looking at them. «So, how was it? Did you enjoy the feeling?» The Destroyer asked, kinda curious about their points of view. He was quite satisfied for the night with his progress on the Moon Goddess, glad with the images of her still in his mind. But seeing his little human resting and bright as the golden hour, he just wanted to make sure everything was fine.
«I can tell I am glad with the experience. I know you really appreciate her so I just gave her all she asked. In return, she was such a good girl, right?» The Lord of the Storms asked, kissing Scarlet’ cheek, and she giggled a little, nodding for the other couple. «You all are so benevolent with me, I just want to reward you and please as much as I can.» Scarlet caressed the hand that was holding her waist and smiled for the group of gods.
«My Little Bat is just as kind as always.» Shiva agreed, then directed his eyes to the goddess in his arms. «Also our Little Moon is just as great as always. I feel honored for being allowed to enjoy her this way, I hope she wants to repeat it soon.» He smirked, seeing how the feline eyes made the slightest move after that comment.
Tanit smiled at Rudra, her eyes glimmering with satisfaction and tender love while she stared at her partner and Scarlet, and then grinned at Shiva. «We’ll see, Destroyer~», she chanted, blowing a soft kiss on his shoulder and then biting his flesh, teasing him.
«What? Don’t lie, you loved every second of it! You are my prey, and I won’t let you escape, no matter what!» Shiva was defeated, but still argued that he will chase after her, that she will be hunted down until the end of the times, and lifted Tanit’s face to close her mouth in a kiss, growling when she bit his lips and sank the nails into his chest.
Rudra laughed, amused, then shook his head because he was used to that behavior of them; after all, they were like savage cats and he couldn’t stop them, and, to be fair, he really loved their interactions.
Scarlet settled herself a bit, recovered from the orgasms she had, thinking this was a good idea in the end. The female was standing up when Tanit detached from Shiva and made her lay down again, and Rudra embraced her another time. «Is everything ok, my Lady?» Scarlet asked, worried and a bit hesitant, not knowing if she was upset because of the sudden closeness.
«My Little Bat, relax! I think you deserve a reward for your efforts, you are a sweet one who always looks after us and dedicates herself to our beings so… so, I wish you more indulgence.» Tanit smiled maternally, then approached her and knelt by her side, placing a red lock behind the human’s ear and then caressing her cheek. The Moon stared at her one second, and suddenly her lips crashed against Scarlet’s ones and the woman moaned in the act, not registering the act completely. But she returned the kiss soon after.
None of the gods knew what was happening, but still the scene was a perfect view for them. Shiva couldn’t restrain his jealousy: the goddess was taking her human! «Hey! Why are you robbing my Little Bat?» A fake anger painted his voice but he got no response, so he clenched his teeth, standing up and joining them after holding both of their necks to support the ladies in their kiss.
Scarlet jolted with the sudden attention and the burning pressure coming from the gods. Her blushing face was already red, matching the tone of her hair. In the end, the girl parted from the kiss to take a breath: she was a mess, trying her best to understand the deities’ indulgence towards her. Her eyes travel from her Lord to her Lady, trying to explain to herself what was the importance of such a human like her.
A pair of hands caressed her exposed back, focusing on releasing the tension of her muscles. «Don’t need to worry, Scarlet. Just let us do the work~.» Shiva claimed as his hands continued to touch her, in a protective yet lustful way. Rudra looked at his Moon, asking for an answer as well, and the Lady of Carthage didn’t get into much detail and just ran to kiss her lover «I just think we three can enjoy our Little Bat and simply make her feel even more loved.»
Rudra nodded, understanding the intentions of his goddess, then he took Scarlet’s hand and kissed it, but his eyes were glued on Tanit. «Tell me… it was your plan from the start, wasn’t it?»
«My, my… you know me soooo well⁓», whispered Tanit with a wink, caressing his face, and the Lord of Storms smirked and embraced Scarlet more, letting her best friend approach his lover as well and start the fun. «Stay still, just let me touch you. Free your mind of every single worry inside your head.» Shiva’s voice was as sweet as candy and hot as liquid caramel, helping Scarlet to relax.
She nodded and leaned on his huge body. The expert pairs of arms made their way down her body, finding soon her navel and massaging the sore skin; Scarlet squirmed and moaned softly with the touch of the god, and closed her eyes, enjoying the way of his digits playing with her thighs. He knew her crotch was a weak spot, every time he touched her legs she would moan softly or just move her body, he could notice every goosebumps running down the female spine.
A silent smile crossed his lips: he was her lord after all, so he better should understand her body and mind. Now his lips found her neck, the prints of the previous round with Rudra so it was also sensitive. Still, Shiva kissed and licked there, loving how she trembled in anticipation as his breath fanned over the flesh. «Relax, my Bat… just relax.» This time the voice spoke in her left ear, making her body twist, still with her eyes closed.
Scarlet hissed, The Destroyer was controlling every single movement of her now and took his right upper hand to cover her eyes so she could lose herself into the pleasure. This time, she stayed still for him, understanding his body language to give him full control over the rhythm and actions, submitting to the strong squeezes and soft caresses on her skin. Breath clenched in her throat when the bites returned to her neck, and his left upper fingertips found Venus. Some inches after, her still wet lips awaited for him and he decided it was fair to play with them, taking the juices to massage the clit easier. His bottom arms kept Scarlet in place, knowing she would move, and they were like a cage that helped him to take his lovely human beyond limit. «That’s it, easy… see? You’re doing it so well.» Shiva praised her, noticing how relaxed her body was now and making the process of pleasure much better. It didn’t take long for the pretty female voice to make its way out of her lungs, earning more praises from the Lord of Destruction. His fingers entered in her, stroking slowly those wet walls while his thumb circled around the fleshy button.
«Well, it’s my turn.» Tanit smiled gladly, asking the god to take his hand out of the way, her eyes filled with hunger and a strong desire for domination.
Shiva glared at her and rejected her request, still touching her Bat. «No, I want her to cum. I know how to take care of her~»
«Dear Destroyer, you’re not getting the point. We’re doing this together, so don’t be selfish and let me touch her too.»
«But― hey! Don’t you dare, or I will chop your fingers off!»
«Try it, and I will chop something other off⁓»
«TANIT!»
Scarlet couldn’t help but laugh loudly, seeing them bickering and screaming as fiery as two tigers, and turned her gaze on Rudra, who was giggling as well and took the opportunity to caress the girl on her hips and belly, staring at her with kindness. «Well… it seems I will be the one to win, after all…», he commented, and she smiled warmly, deeply moved by all the love she saw around her.
Upon them all, the moon was shining brighter and brighter, blessing the night and who was capable of living it.
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Please do the rudra x dancer!reader. He’s one of my favorite audience members!
Of course!
He sat down with Shiva by his side. The lights were off, Music was now audible.
"oooh! It's starting!!" Shiva, the lord of the dance was excited for the performance. They sat at the front, chalk was used to make an effect that made the Dance start.
A beautiful mortal, the silky smooth attire suits your body. Rudra became intrigued, He blushed at the sight of you. "The tune is Amazing! Right Rudra? Rudra?" Shiva looked at his best Friend, his face was written with love as he watched the dancer.
Your dancing was swift, memorized. Shiva adored it, While the Storm God became more intrigued by a second.
Once the Music concludes, your performance is over. Saddened, He sneaked backstage and there you were. "Um.. This is an authorized area! Please leave!" Embarrassed, he apologized.
The realization became clear, as you were standing in front of a God and asked him to leave. "No, I'm supposed to say sorry! I didn't know that a God was standing right in front of me! Sincere apologies.." You bowed, but he told you that it was not needed.
You both enjoyed introducing yourselves, until Shiva came. "Hey There you are! I was looking for you everywhere!" Rudra had to say goodbye, as his friend dragged him away.
Walking home, Shiva teased him and even the other Hindu Gods joined.
"Awww~ The storm God is in love with the mortal dancer." Indra laughed, Shiva was the loudest one to laugh among them.
He can't wait to see you perform again.
(I hope you like it!!)
(You all can request, whoever you want!!")
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~RECORD OF RAGNAROK no sense 🤪~
Episode 12
*Pov. You are an older sister figure to Rudra and Shiva*
~After Shiva's fight~
Y/N:You won....in the end.
Shiva:*nods*
Y/N: And you lost three arms while doing that.
Shiva:*looks down*
Rudra:Elder sister Y/N....don't be too harsh on him.
Y/N:Am I talking to you??*glares*
Rudra:....*keeps quiet*
Y/N:....since day one...you two brats have been nothing but a pain in the ass for me...
Rudra/Shiva:*keep looking down*
Y/N:It has been centuries but you still give me a f*cking headache....*rise her arms*
Rudra/Shiva:*both ready to get the hit*
Y/N:*pats their heads* You are big and strong but still two brats inside those little brains of yours.*smiles*
Rudra/Shiva:*surprised* elder sister...*really touched *
Y/N:*also slaps them*
*the two gods fly into the wall*
Y/N: That's why I'm still keeping an eye on you!! Now go to the infirmary you need it! *walks away*
Indra:That....
Vishnu:Was sure cruel...
Agni:I did know she was strict but...that was really too much...
Varna: Rudra...Shiva are you still alive??
Rudra/Shiva:*getting on their feet *
Shiva:Big sis smiled....to us....
Rudra:She did.....
The two smiles: SHE'S PROUD OF US!!
The other gods:... Wtf...
Shiva:Her slap was softer than the ones she usually gave us!
The gods:"THAT WAS SOFT!?"
Rudra:Right!? If it was one of those we would have broken 3 walls!!
The gods:.....*turn around and look at Y/N* "How did they survive with ...that woman!?"
Y/N:✌
#snv shiva#raiden snv#snv#record of ragnarok no sense#record of ragnarok#record of ragnarok shiva#female reader#snv x reader#y/n#ror shiva#ror x reader#ror rudra#ror#shuumatsu no valkyrie shiva#shuumatsu no valkyrie
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Hello author its me the on who requested the Love after death in both part and the others... I finally have courage to reveal muself and no longer anonymous.
First of all before i request another one (sorry for being greedy) i wanted to thank you for responding to my requests especially the angsty ones, you never failed me to give a comfort and motivation, i cannot thank you enough for that.
And now for my request if you remember my other request about ei reader x ror characters that you can't write due to being unfamiliar to the character?
I will ask you instead to write a ror x demi godess freader. She commonly use a weapon like lu bu when fighting but once her weapon breaks or she found a very strong opponent she use her katana. She summon it like in the gif in below.
Now the fun part is how would the ror charcters react? Would they ended up having a nosebleeds, ended up shy or tease them?
Gods
Thor
Poseidon
Shiva
Rudra
Budhha
Zero
Beelzebub
Loki
Ares
Hermes
Aphrodite
Humans
Kojiro
Adam (platonic)
Hercules
Jack
Lu bu and chen gong
Raiden
Qin shu huang
You can choose who to write because i know there is a lot of them😅😅😅😅
Ahh~ my sweet love, your angsty requests have been so much fun to write! I don’t mind you asking for another, you’re not being greedy, I’m just happy that you are patient while I write all these requests plus my own original works.
I do have one question however….
Why in the world does she have a sword between her titties?! I actually looked this up and watched the scene where she does this, and I’m just flabbergasted that she had it there!
-As a demi-goddess, you had the choice of fighting for either side, as both Zeus and Brunnhilde had approached you to fight, both knowing your skills as a fighter.
-You were initially going to refuse both of them, but after Zeus tried to command you, while Brunnhilde asked you, you chose to fight for humanity, not liking being commanded to do anything, something Zeus regrets as he lost a good fighter because he was so pushy with you!!
-Your opponent was strong, which excited you, as that meant you didn’t have to hold back!
-You swung your halberd with ease, and your opponent, Kand, a minor earth god, managed to snap the blade clean off, breaking your halberd.
-The other fighters and the audience in attendance called out in worry for you, as they didn’t want to lose someone like you, beautiful, powerful, and smart, you really were the whole package.
-Kand laughed at you, pointing a finger at you while he held his belly, “Can you still fight me Y/N?! Now that I’ve broken your only weapon!!”
-You glared and brought your hands up to your chest, “Who said that was my only weapon?”
-What could only be described as a black hole, opened at the top of your chest, on your cleavage, as you tilted your head back.
-A sword began to emerge from the black hole, glowing brightly as your hand lifted to the handle.
-Your eyes snapped open, glowing with power as you pulled out a beautiful katana from the magic black hole between your breasts, clutching it as the light faded.
-Kand was gawking, pointing rudely as his eyes were wide, “Where the heck did that come from?!”
-You charged at him, fast enough that it looked like you disappeared, before reappearing behind him as he fell, his head rolling off his shoulders.
-You pouted lightly, “It’s rude to ask a lady questions like that.”
-The crowds went wild, roaring loudly.
-Thor- Was stunned on how quickly the match ended, able to see that your katana was your true weapon, you were good with the halberd, but there was something natural about you holding a sword. He blinked once or twice, confused on how you were hiding that sword.
-Poseidon- Eyes widened only just slightly before relaxing as he watched you pull your sword out, before his amusement grew with how easily you took care of that weaker, cocky god. It made him curious about how strong you actually were.
-Shiva- Immediately turned to his wives, who were cheering for you, “Can you really hide stuff in your chest like that?” they just giggled, like they had a secret as Parvati spoke, “That’s a woman only secret~” but all three were impressed with your skills.
-Rudra- Eyes went wide when your halberd broke, but when the sword started to emerge from your chest, his jaw dropped, mouth hanging open before you pulled that out, completely stunned on where you got that sword!
-Buddha- Smirked, moving his lollipop to the other side of his mouth, finding it alluring and could instantly tell that your sword was your true weapon as you ended the fight so quickly after pulling it out. Then had to ruffle Zerofuku’s hair after the boy asked him if he had anything like that between his chest.
-Zerofuku- Was confused as to why you had a sword between your chest. He looked up at Buddha who had a big chest, wondering if he had anything between his own which got his hair ruffled by the taller god.
-Beelzebub- Was more intrigued with the magic that appeared there first, curious as to what it was. Froze, eyes wide when he saw you pulling the sword from your body, unable to look away.
-Loki- Looking disrespectfully, gawking with his tongue lolled out, full blush on his face as he could only gawk in awe. He wanted to get a closer look~
-Zeus- Cheering loudly, leading the charge of the cheers of the arena. He had never seen anything like it and he was so excited!!
-Ares- His whole head was bright red, staring shamelessly, blood dripping from his nose as he couldn’t believe what he just watched, gripping the arms of the chair tightly.
-Hermes- Amused by Ares’ reaction just a bit more, but was stunned with the magic that you used and even more so when he saw how big the actual sword was.
-Aphrodite- Giggled softly, hiding her mouth behind her hand, amused to see the reactions of others, but as a large chested woman herself, she knew well that any woman could hide things between or under her boobs, like knives~
-Hercules- Lifted a hand to his face to hide his blush, embarrassed to stare at you in such a way, but couldn’t take his eyes off of you, especially when you handled your opponent so easily.
-Kojiro- His face was bright red, watching you pull that from your chest, but he immediately focused on your form, his eyes widening as he saw you move, being one of a handful that was able to keep up with your moves.
-Jack- Was staring before he started, his cheeks warming as he turned, being a gentleman, not wanting to gawk at a young lady such as yourself in such a way. Was impressed with your skills with the sword however.
-Lu Bu- Could sense the power radiating from you, a feral grin appearing on his lips, wanting to fight you himself. However, he was one of the few that wasn’t bothered where you had your sword stashed.
-Chen Gong- Unlike his lord, as soon as you pulled that sword out he flew back, blood spurting from his nose, twitching on the ground. He didn’t even see the end of the fight.
-Raiden- A bright grin on his face as he watched you pull your weapon out, delight on his face as he found it attractive, “What a woman!” cheered loudly with the rest of the crowd.
-Qin Shi Huang- A bright smile on his face as he watched the scene, amazed by the magic that had appeared, wanting to know more about it, but very pleased watching the show.
-Adam- The time from when you pulled your sword out to being announced the winner was only about five seconds, but he was instantly glaring, exerting his pressure to those around him as he glared at them, ready to throw hands and lay waste to those who would say anything impure about his precious daughter!!
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hello! Love your writing style 💘 can you write another 'him as a simp' headcanons for rudra, indra and thor?
Hell yeah! Here we go, hope you like it🌻💛
RoR characters headcanons: him as a simp! pt.3
Rudra
🌪This Storm God has a very sweet way of showing you how much he is in love with you. He's the type to leave little gifts here and there: you like flowers? You will have one next to you every morning when you wake up; you like sweets? No problem, you'll have those too.
🌪Rudra wouldn't mind putting on some background music to dance with you in a silent night, lulled by the light of the moon and the song of the cicadas. His hands rest on your curves gently, as he caresses you between steps and turns, analyzing your every movement with dreamy eyes.
🌪Expect to find at least one arm around your shoulders whenever you two are standing close. Rudra need to feel you near. Period. He must know that you are by his side and he must remind all other deities who do you belong to! He doesn't trust other gods or goddesses...protective mode: on.
🌪DANCING IN THE RAIN. There's nothing better than having fun in the rain while Rudra does his job; it always ends like this when he takes you with him. Even if you end up with a cold afterward, the God will take care of you, don't worry.
Indra
⚡️The most intimate thing Indra can do is let you sleep with him. When he rests, his guard is completely down and doing it in your presence is his greatest act of love. He is not a deity with many worries, he lives his life in relaxation and tranquility...and he wants to share those feelings with you.
⚡️The massages. Expect to find Indra gently massaging you to relax you: he comes from behind, stealthily and without being heard, and then hugs you from behind and cuddles you like never before; first Indra massages your shoulders, then your back, your hips...
⚡️And of course, small bites here and there couldn't be missed. The God of Thunder loves to nibble on your fingers, they are too irresistible for him! He takes your wrist to caress it, then slowly opens your hand and...nom!
⚡️But the greatest thing Indra can offer you is his power. When you are with him, the power he possesses is yours too, just ask and he will obey: if you're human, you'll be divinity; if you're a diety, he'll make you a ruler among the other gods.
Thor
🔴Having Thor simping for you is the equivalent of having a guardian angel. He will always protect you, in any situation, you will have the perennial support of the silent giant: don't hesitate to ask him for help...Thor will always answer your prayers.
🔴You're the only one he lets touch his hammer (don't think dirty-), especially when you trace all the thunder-shaped incisions with your little fingers. He loves the way your eyes shine when you do that!
🔴Thor trusts you enough to trust you with his garden when he can't take care of it, you're the only one who can and he gets jealous if someone else jokes about keeping you company. Especially Loki, it is no coincidence that the red-haired God tries to keep him away from you at all costs.
🔴If there's one thing Thor loves, it's cuddling you in his arms during a thunderstorm. He feels your head on his chest and it gives him a unique sense of protection in the world, something he has never felt; the God adores you so much that he can't help but hold you tight, constantly asking you if he's hurting you. What a cutie...
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thanks for yor briar scenario they were 💯! can you do the same request with rudra, poseidon and indra?
A/N: YES! I LOVE MY HINDU BOYS!! Okay, part one to this request is listed below!! Anyways, enjoy~~
Part 1
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⛈️ He has never really met any human fighters, as he mainly stood off the the side with the rest of his pantheon
⛈️ But when he heard the call of Belobog and Chernabog, he, and the rest of his pantheon, shrank into themselves
⛈️ The duo were known for being very brutal and ruthless, though Belobog was more calm and collected than Chernabog
⛈️ When he saw you stroll out, he looked at how you hugged a small child with pink hair before leaving her with Brunhilde to fight
⛈️ Rudra smiled as you walked up and held out your weapon to the twins
⛈️ And watching you kick their asses? Woo!
⛈️ Honestly, when he first saw you, you were really only a pretty face, but after this? You were way more; Strong, pretty, and even kind!
⛈️ Seeing how you held both of their hands as they were sent to Nifelheim made him smile lightly
⛈️ He must speak to you sometime soon
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🔱 No. Absolutely not.
🔱 He knew the Gods were superior, and watching you just stare at the Slavic Gods with no real care made him glare at you
🔱 How dare you disrespect the Gods, they were superior to you!
🔱 Watching you fight made his eyes widen slightly, you were so flexible to the situations and could take so much more than he initially thought
🔱 And you were so pretty while doing it…
🔱 Wait no! Ignore that, he must be getting sick, life under the ocean and all
🔱 But he couldn’t deny it for so long
🔱 Once the battle ended and he saw a little girl run out to you and hug you with such care and love, it made him flush slightly
🔱 Strong, kind, amazing… perfection
🔱 Now he needed to find you, and convince you to join the Gods’ side, thankfully, he had a way with words…
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🌊 He never really was paying attention to the battles, unless they got interesting, like in the second round when Poseidon died, or when Shiva fought
🌊 But when the words ‘Thorn Princess’ came out of Heimdall’s horn, he froze
🌊 Indra had heard about you from Nishumbha a few times, a well-trained assassin with no mercy to give those you were assigned
🌊 What he really didn’t expect was for you to come out, laying your daughter in the arms of Buddha’s while you strolled out to fight the Slavic Gods Belobog and Chernabog
🌊 You smirked as the Gods yelled at you for your incompetence, how could a puny human, nonetheless, a human woman, beat them
🌊 That sealed their fate
🌊 Indra watched as you sliced and diced the twins, and he couldn’t lie, he was quite impressed
🌊 After you healed, he would have to speak to you, it’s not everyday such powerful deities are killed by a human
🌊 But for now, he’d sit back and smoke his cigarette as Ragnarok continued
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Headcanons for all the characters including Jack since it’s based on Hamlet watching The lion king with the reader. (the original animated movie not the live action remake.)
Record Of Ragnarok Characters x Reader watching together The Lion King (headcanons) 🔞
You know, I haven’t watched The Lion King in… well I watched it once when I was kid and that’s it. Mulan, Hercules and Tarzan were my movies. Anyway I ended up watching The Lion King again to refresh my memory.
Qin
A what? Are you involved? Then Qin would agree to do anything.
He’s like a big kid - chill and carefree, even more than usually. Both of you goof around, Mr. Emperor tries to sing without knowing words, popcorn flies around, you pause a movie in stupid moments to make him laugh etc.
You get a stomachache from laughing too much and Qin obviously has to get infected.
Just two morons have time of their afterlife.
The only moment when there is silence is when Simba loses his father. That scene just hits too close to home and remains Qin about Chun Yan. However he doesn’t let it bother him too much.
HAKUNA MATATA
You both loudly encourage lions to battle.
At the end he asks what other movies you like.
Jack
Because he isn’t familiar with the concept of love and how to express it, spending time with you is probably Jack’s way to show his affection. If you ask him to watch an animated movie together, he’d politely agree, even if it’s not his thing.
Expect tea. And cheddar apple pie.
Jack sees Simba’s journey as a lovely and naive story. Deep inside he does compare himself to that lion cub and wonders what kind of person he would've become if he had only received help from strangers. On top of that Jack actually killed his parents, so it’s odd to him to see how much Simba struggles with remorse over Mufasa’s death which wasn’t his fault.
Truth to be told Jack might mentions some quotes from Shakespeare IF you point out similarities between the movie and Hamlet. These resemblances aren’t very visible. But it may be enough to start an interesting conversation.
The ending of the story may seems a bit bitter to Jack. Whoever was meant to be good, stayed good, and whoever was meant to be bad - stayed bad. Kinda depressing outcome for a man who’s trying to change himself, right? You’d have to talk about it and remind that it’s just a simplification made for children.
Now it’s time for a cuddle session.
Loki
Do you really want to do this to yourself? You’re very naive if you expect to have a fun with this guy while watching this kind of movie.
At first it’s just boring to him, but after awhile he amuses himself by coming up with new ways to destroy the show. He makes a loud comment every time the opportunity arises. For example, there is a scene where Zaku tells young Simba and Nala that they’d be married one day, to which Simba replies: No way! She’s my friend! You can hear a loud snort on the side, followed by She’s your SISTER, dumbass!
Loud chewing.
Hey, y/n, do you know that once Simba becomes the king, he will have kids with every lioness? Even his mom?
Do they have to sing all the time?
DON’T YOU DARE mention that you can see a similarity between him and hyenas or forget about chips, popcorn, whatever you two are eating.
Phew! It’s finally over. Wanna do something funny, y/n?
Adamas
Childish entertainment but once he sees that your eyes get wet with tears, he quickly agrees.
A cheerful start bores him but except tactless way of sitting, he doesn’t do anything to ruin your fun.
Even if Mufasa’s death was expected, it still hits hard Adamas. Basically catches him off guard. It remains him about his last meeting with Poseidon: his brother’s pure contempt towards him, that dead, indifferent expression of his face when he pierced Adamas with his trident, then cold surrounding body and Poseidon’s back as he walked away. But while the movie continues, a new digression haunts Adamas. He plays that scene again in his head and it hits him harder, because he realizes that he almost became Scar to Zeus.
So now he sits stiffly on his ass with a very depressed expression. One look at him is enough for you to know that you have to pause the movie and talk to a guy. At first he rejects your attempts, but very quickly ends up letting you hug him tight. Still plays a tough idiot tho…
Beelzebub
Most of the time he just sits next to you with lifeless expression.
Hakuna matata his ass.
Beelzebub secretly enjoys when you sing, but it’s really hard to catch him with a smile on his face. If you manage to do so, he reluctantly admits it. Good luck with convincing him to join you.
He doesn’t have any deeper thoughts about the movie.
If you mention that Timon and Pumba remain you Samael and Azazel, Beelzebub would just give you a dull look. After awhile he starts to notice that too and has mixed feelings about it.
Hrist
She finds this idea very sweet. It’s relaxing and enjoyable.
When Scar kills Mufasa: RAGE MODE ACTIVATION!
Since then you sit with angry Hrist who really does not like phrase hakuna matata. She starts to hate Simba for being so thoughtless.
Screams SHUT UP every time they start singing.
When Simba lets Scar leave, Hrist in heat of the moment chokes you and loudly screams how dumb he is. You wonder if it can get worse and the answer comes very quickly - Simba fights Scar on the TV screen and you fight for every breath on a couch.
Hermes
Hermes approaches the movie from a different angle: he focuses more on a soundtrack. The movie itself is simple story with moral, standard for humans’ approval.
You both consider an improvement of some songs and probably start doing it in the middle of a movie. Sorry, Simba.
Ares
Ares doesn’t care much about Mufasa’s death - it's necessary plot twist to move on with thread… but the ending kinda touches him. It's very climatic in his opinion.
He is NOT crying, okay?
Well you are. Or you pretend very convincingly so he doesn’t have to play tough boy. He has no idea…
Hades
Because he is a gentleman, your wish would be granted.
It’s animated movie but Hades drinks wine. No cola, no popcorn or other snacks. Please, have some dignity.
Hades has weird uncomfortable feeling in his chest when Scar kills his own brother. Scene just awakes something he doesn’t like to mention: conflict between Poseidon, Adamas and Zeus. Hades never could bring himself to blame any of them for how things turned out, so now he doesn’t try to look too deep into Musafa’s murder.
Afterwards he would share his honest opinion with you, almost like professional critic.
Poseidon
No expression throughout the entire movie.
Scar is pathetic.
Mufasa is pathetic.
Simba is pathetic.
Timon and Pumba aren’t even worth mentioning.
That movie proves that humans are lower forms of life.
At least you have chance to hug Poseidon. If he spends time with you, it means he demands it.
After a movie: Y/n, such entertainment is unworthy of the gods.
Leonidas
Books are better than movies. But fine, if you insist, the King of Sparta would spare some time.
The best comforter: Why are you crying? It’s fiction! It’s not even human! By the way - that lion could kill you with a single paw swing. These mfs are huge! Better him than you, hon!
He smokes so much that you have trouble seeing the TV screen.
Stop couching, hon! I can’t hear what they’re sayin’!
The moment Pumba approach, Leonidas starts talking about his love for venison.
You need truly heroic self-denial to not kick him out. The only option to get him to shut up is to kiss him. He doesn’t get why the kiss is angry but he likes it that way.
You two probably miss the ending. Leonidas thinks Simba isn’t worthy of being king anyway.
Apollo
Ah, y/n, aren’t you adorable for loving such innocent enjoyment? Of course he agrees!
You have to feed him snacks.
He sings along with the characters and makes the movie much better. You end up watching him showing off instead of the movie. Your dirty side may bait off a bit more mature show.
He knows exactly what you're doing and doesn't mind at all.
Later you might catch him humming songs from the movie.
Hello, dear. May I be your king tonight?
Rudra
Simba’s and Nala’s childhood brings nostalgia. Rudra spent his entire youth with Shiva and they were both free spirits. Watching these lion cubs brings back many funny memories.
Rudra’s favourite moment is Simba’s reunion with Nala. He gets mad if he notices you smirking.
Parvati, Kali, Durga and Shiva
You decide it’s time for girls’ night out.
None of you is focus on the movie, it’s just an addition. You mostly talk and laugh. Very loud that it may attracts Shiva.
He just sits down between you with Whatcha doin’? then proceeds to eats all the popcorn and other snacks like vacuum cleaner.
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Hello Luna, I would like to read about human!Rudra and a fem!reader, like... he is not a god here, yes, but still he is huge and has his tattoos 👀 and he is basically a sugar daddy 🔥🔥
Awwwww YES YES YES! Ok, my mind went in complete chaos and I couldn't choose a plot to show, so I converted everything in hcs (thank you so much @evansuvamp for our chit chats about Rudra and Shiva being sugar daddies and taking good care of us, girl 🦇)!
And this time I dedicate the request to myself 🌙
Human!Rudra x Fem!reader Relationship Hcs (SFW)
🌪️ The first time you see him, you find yourself speechless. He is the peak of beauty and everything you ever wanted in a man, he gives very reassuring sensations and presents himself as a very calm person: not to mention the bright smile with which he lights up your day. It is a short encounter, but it leaves a deep mark on your soul, so your enchanted gaze lasts for the whole day;
🌪️ The first time you two meet is by accident, the second is due to a curious series of events; the third is fate. And the funniest thing is Rudra is always the first to approach you and speak: he sees you from afar and his face opens into a smile, and when you see him near you it is too late to run away, so you have to stay here, blushing from tip of hair to toes, your mind a whirlwind of chaos and embarrassment;
🌪️ He probably does a job that allows him to have enough free time, and for it he is regarded positively by people. It doesn't necessarily have to make him rich, Rudra is the type of person who is determined, but without being disrespectful or doing something he doesn't like and isn't in his comfort zone; however, once your meetings become more and more frequent, this job allows him to be able to adapt to your schedules and needs;
🌪️ It doesn't matter if you are shy or not, if you don't feel adequate, if you think you are not beautiful enough, skilled or smart for a person like him: with his sweetness, calmness and devotion Rudra pulls you out of your walls and melts away any fear and insecurity, giving you all the time you need to open up. Your sensations weren't wrong, you can trust him: and he will prove it to you time after time, because for him you are the best, total perfection;
🌪️ Once you two finally get together, prepare to be spoiled, worshipped and pampered no stop, 24h, day and night: his real job is being your supportive and caring boyfriend every moment, no you can't stop him;
🌪️ There is a little age difference: not to much (and both of you are adults), like four or five years. This and the fact that he is a behemoth compared to you can arise some perplexities at first, because he seems so much older than you, but these are quickly put to rest once people see how close you two are and how much you genuinely care about each other;
🌪️ He loves to have a physical contact with you, to feel your skin under his fingertips drives him insane by adoration: holding hands, stroking, brushing or braiding your hair, cuddling with you on his lap, scraping your nape, dancing with you, hugging you tightly... all of this is heaven for him;
🌪️ He has a lot of funny stories about his tattoos, especially the one on the neck; everytime tells you something different, leaving you with a lot of questions and confusion, and asking his friends about the matter doesn't help you...
🌪️ He has a notebook on which he writes down everything you like, in specific details; be prepared because he will fill the house with your favorite flowers, presents and gifts of every sort. Do you like skirts? He will buy an entire shop of them. Did you mention a toy shop in which you saw a soft plush that melted your heart? You'll find the plush on your bed the day after, covered in roses. His favorite gifts are dresses, especially the ones in which you can dance;
🌪️ Rudra is a nerd and knows a lot of things, so if you are interested in art, literature, science etc, prepare to have a lot of talks with him. He takes you to museums, art galleries and exhibitions, to visit cities and palaces and castles, in the hometown of your favorite scientist or author or painter, and then he engages in a fierce battle with you on who knows more, with no holds barred. Your outings are always sparkling and full of enthusiasm, you never get bored;
🌪️ He talks of you no stop. All of his friends know how beautiful, fantastic, talented, awesome, funny, kind you are. You are his favorite topic, his goddess, his muse, his mind is always with you;
🌪️ With Rudra you flourish: he stimulates your mind with lots of talks and ideas, broadening your interests or pushing you to deepen them. Such a person by your side can only do you good in every respect, because in addition to all this, he also makes you more confident about yourself and happy. You are a gift to each other.
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Record of Ragnarok!
Rudra x Reader
Warning: Rough Sex
It was freezing, the fire wasn't keeping you warm and you tried everything. The storm was heavy, you wrapped yourself in blankets but no avail of warmth. Rudra came along and asked why you're in that position, "It's just so cold. Did a Storm God get upset?" He laughed at your question, and sat down beside you. "Well, Kinda." Saying that while he hugged you, placing his head on yours.
He felt something grind on him, you were trying to get comfortable since the cold air was getting to you. "Trying to get warm?" "Yeah, I've been trying...Nothing." He thought of another solution, it can help them both.
You shivered when your nude body was exposed, but surprisingly for a storm God like Rudra..He has really warm hands, he loves your soft skin. "You know what to do." You did, but teasing him? Oh dear, you're in a rough ride tonight.
You rode him, moaning loudly but the heavy rain made you sound faint. Well, it's working. You're getting warm, inside and outside. Rudra loved this, moaning out his name like how you prayed to him, but you start to enjoy it so much that you can't utter a word. "You love it don't you? Well, Go on~ I wouldn't mind if the rain keeps coming~" "Rudra!~" His bottom arms held your hips tightly, pushing you down on his cock to dig deeper inside you making you cum.
Getting exhausted, but he kept bouncing you on him and you came once again. "Fuck." He kissed you, and a yell was heard behind the door. "Rudra!! Come on let me in the fireplace! It's freezing!!" Shiva was soaking wet outside, He forced the doors open and became embarrassed for coming in. "Sorry- I didn't know that you two were busy-" He said nervously. Rudra told him to leave and cuddled with you, to keep you warm. Now, this is heaven.
Honorary mention: @seijuuns-fantasy !! (Saw your comment so, I said why not! Enjoy!!)
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File #0004 — 下着。
surprising them with lingerie
.｡.:*✧ subjects: buddha ; poseidon ; rudra
.｡.:*✧ file warnings: nsfw ; f!reader ; mentions of lingerie
Subject 1 — Buddha
"What do we have here?", he said, biting down on his lollipop. You were sitting on the bed in a M position, the purple babydoll you were wearing spilling over your plush thighs. "You like it?", you asked him, subtly biting down on your lower lip. "Oh I love it", he said, moving towards you, stilling his movements when his knees almost hit the edge of the bed. "Keep it on the whole time, 'kay?"
Subject 2 — Poseidon
"Darling!", you said, a big smile plastering your face. He didn't answer you. All he did was observing your frame, eyes wandering up and down the dark blue body that was hugging your features tightly, breasts dreading to spill out of their restraints any moment. Without saying anything he made his way towards the bed, crawling on top of you once he reached the edge. "Be so kind and keep it on", he said, freeing his hard on from its restraints.
Subject 3 — Rudra
"Wow", was all he said when he saw you sitting by the window, your white see-through negligee spilling on the ground, being too big for sitting. Once he noticed you weren't wearing anything but this transparent piece of cloth he felt himself getting hard immediately. "Welcome back", you said, your looks being everything else but innocent. He went over to you, picking you up and aligning his hips with your rear. "You gonna keep it on while I fuck you, got it?", he told you and you nodded in response.
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Under a Lustful Moon pt. 2
🌸Pairing: Rudra x female OCs x Shiva
🌸Warnings: mention of sex (oral, penetration, masturbation, fingering), kinks (restraints, praising, body worship), nudity, dirty talking
🌸Notes: the reader is consenting!
IMPORTANT: The authors (@evansuvamp and @riseofamoonycake) have chosen to write a fic with their respective OCs (Scarlet and Tanit), so they are presented with the names and features created by them; but the work can be read as a normal character x reader fic.
You can see the full pic here! Happy Valentine's Day!!
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Tanit grinned, climbing onto his lap and crouching on his chest like a cat, patting his chin and nose with a finger. «If you want to know… I’m going to eat you piece by piece, Rudra of the Storm», she hummed as her hands worked their way along every part of him, not leaving a corner untouched, «because I want to hear you call my name as I drain all the energy you have, and your every prayer has to be for me… sing for me, my beloved, sing.» One hand was quick to slide along his chest and cross the belly, overcoming it to stop on the intimacy already erect and quivering. The fingers reached the tip and began to massage it slowly, to then descend along the entire length, lightly tormenting with the nails or gently stroking, preparing themselves for a more decisive masturbation. Big drops of sweat begin to appear on the god’s trembling body, and he bit his lips hard and screwed up his eyes so as not to let out more than a pant; and at this vision Tanit laughed cruelly, clenching his dick in an iron grip and starting to move her fingers energetically. «I desire your praise and worship, Rudra… so, tell me: who is your only goddess? Who is she? Tell me now.»
A long moan came from his throat: it wasn’t like he wasn’t trying to control himself, but every single touch she made around his member was clearly an agonizing torture. Finally he gained some composure and looked at her, breathing heavily while answering the sweet command: «You, Tanit… Ah, you’re my only goddess, the supreme lady… Ah!».
«Hmmmmm, look at him, my adorable storm~ you’re so beautiful wrapped in gold, more brighter than the moon!», she chanted, smiling and licking her lips, the free hand that stroked his chest with sinuous touches, «keep going, I'm waiting for your beautiful words.»
He jolted, full of excitement when her long and clever fingers danced around the testicles and gripped them with a little effort, and squirmed when her mouth replaced the hand and started sucking and licking the right nipple, slowly but ruthlessly. His body trembled as the feeling was becoming even more pleasurable, and she wasn’t going to stop her fingers and tongue so quickly.
The same fate came to the Lord of Desctruction, who made a louder sound than his friend, trying to free himself from the torture. Shiva was a moaning mess at the mere feeling of Scarlet’s skin, his breath gaining a quick pace from the view. He cursed and Scarlet looked up at him, while her tiny hands worked around him slowly, to tease him even more. A small grin was placed on the human’s face, trying her best to not laugh at the simple image of her strong Lord being so impatient and at her complete mercy. «How is it, my Lord?» Scarlet’s voice was sulky, she knew Shiva was on his limit but the chains stopped him from any movement. His hips swayed from the feeling.
Another long moan came from Rudra this time, Tanit was giving him the pleasure he craved for. With every wet kiss his Moon gave him, the Storm panted full of ecstasy.
Shiva found that voice sexy and couldn’t help himself from his own lewd sounds just after feeling the small tongue of his favorite human around the tip of his cock, he even forgot the question asked before. All in his mind was sinful, complete pleasure.
Both gods started to call their lovers. One voice was needy, bathed in heated passion and claiming the moon for her love. «Tanit… ah~, my Little Moon… Don’t stop, please… p-please», Rudra moaned, and she obeyed, not stopping herself nor the sensual laughter with which she stared at the entire scene, between a kiss and the other. Then, the goddess pulled away from his chest and descended completely towards his intimacy, starting to play with both hands on the tip while the tongue, this time, concentrated on his navel, surrounding and invading it with rapid and continuous movements, and then biting the flesh, leaving marks everywhere. Her words had been clear: she would eat her god piece by piece, and she was delivering on her promise admirably.
On the other hand, thank to Tanit and her own bravery, Scarlet was living the moment of her life: to see her Lord so needy and thirsty for her attention, driving him insane with a few movements and soft caresses, denying him the pleasure he desired and making him squirm for it, all of this was fantastic. For the first time she was the leader, the rules were hers, the control was in her hands: the satisfaction was great, a dream that became true. However, the girl knew well the limits not to be crossed, and she was very careful to walk on this dangerous line, listening to every change in Shiva’s body. Above all, Scarlet would never, ever disrespect him, she knew where she belonged and what she was doing was just having some fun, and the Lord of Destruction was enjoying her playfulness; but at the first hint of annoyance or anger in him, she would stop and satisfy him in every possible way. «You seem at your ease, my Lord», chanted the young woman, interrupting for a moment what she was doing to torment Shiva’s penis with her hot breath, «can I do anything more?»
The god narrowed his eyes and tried to breathe deeply, gasping and barely holding back the moans when he felt Scarlet’s tongue slide back around the tip and then lick from it to the base, slowly. The chains held his arms tightly, but they couldn’t stop his entire body from shaking with shivers and jolts of pleasure. «I want you, Scarlet», Shiva murmured, his voice broken by every action made by the girl, «be good, let your Lord take you and- Scarlet!»
Delicate and discreet, but to the ears of the God of Destruction as acute as an insect bite, Tanit’s laughter clearly reached him and prompted him to turn his gaze towards the Moon, who, while giving Rudra no peace or chance to breathe, found the time to throw him glances of admiration and satisfaction.
She didn’t move her eyes when Shiva burned her with his, nor when a slight grin crossed his face. She continued to stare at him as a lioness confronts her fellow, studying and provoking him, and it raised considerably the heat and made Shiva speak: «Laugh while you can, golden Moon: after this show Scarlet won’t have any consequences for her behavior, but you… you will entertain me for a long time, and don’t doubt, I’ll keep what I just said.»
«My Lord, do not turn your attention elsewhere: please remain focused on me.»
A brave quote for a human, you could say. The golden eyes fixated on the redhead, who was still working around him, but stopped her movements when both gazes collided. She was demanding full love from his lord, and Shiva knew from the way Scarlet leaned her head to his thighs that it wasn’t a simple and empty plea. His beloved human was being so patient yet so merciless at the same time, secretly enjoying the little amount of power she was testing. However, Shiva loved this new side of her, claiming her position and making it clear that he was also for her. A wide smile was drawn on his face, smirking at what she asked previously.
His nature told him to be a naughty god, but also he wanted to show her how deep was his love for her and obey. The restraining wasn’t helping him anyways, while the soft and wet muscle touched his tip one more time. Whimpers and loud moans started again, a foggy mind filled with lots of bucking movements from his hips. Scarlet fixated her chocolate eyes into his golden ones, a glossy pair of lips surrounding his penis’ length while her small hands worked the sore and tensed muscles of the god’s thighs. Wet sounds echoing through the brick walls. Shiva wished to tug the red hair, biting his bottom lip with the mere thought. Those innocent but serious eyes became even more harsh as the lust invaded them. It was a nice view, their skins were burning and it was even more obvious as the time passed. This demanding girl started to be a side that Shiva wanted to take. Half of his reasons were to tame that spirit, that violent aura emanating from her, but the other half just wished to be the tamed one. Another moan came, this time at the feeling of her tongue tracing the veiny member. «Ah! Scarlet… I’m gonna-», he paused, his chest rising. The furious sensation disappeared suddenly.
«I’m listening, my Lord.» Scarlet grew a shiny and innocent yet mischievous smile and he hissed, such a good player she was. «I won’t restrain myself, love. You’re enjoying it, right? I bet you’ll enjoy it even more when I give you all my praises and pound inside you merciless…» Frustration was registered in that voice, and Scarlet was in fact, enjoying it. To be the one turning up his beastful side. She always thought she was a fragile little thing; so she wanted to prove it wrong and show herself as the strong human, the one capable of satiating the inner burning passion inside them. «You know me so well, great Shiva», she chanted with a gentle voice, sliding with her body over his belly and chest, clinging to his breasts and stopping only when her face was at the same height as his, then tilting the head to the side and trapping him between her legs, «and you also know how much I love when you, Lord, cum whispering my name⁓»
«Sca-Scarlet…» With a long and deep moan, at the sight of the girl slowly and repeatedly licking her soft lips and lowering the lashes over the dark eyes, Shiva could no longer hold back and finally came, too overwhelmed by her teasing to bear the torments one second longer, and threw his head back, breathing heavily while spams and jolts of pleasure were pinching the flesh all over.
Delighted, Scarlet laughed loudly, proud of what she had done; then, with speed and devotion, he retrieved a blanket to clean Shiva’s legs of his own seed, without however missing the opportunity to take some on her fingers and, under the eyes of the god, lick it and in the meantime make sure that he kept looking at her. Such a vision was enough for him to feel the arousement return and the intimacy hardened a second time, condemning him to be tortured again; and so the God of Destruction roared in a low tone when he saw the redhead crawl towards him and climb over his chest, to then start kissing every inch of his skin greedily, soon focusing on his nipples sucking and biting them while the hands tested his hips and arms, eliciting in him all kinds of thrills and gasps and the hottest sensations. «This time… this time will you let me take you? I want to feel your walls around my dick and paint them white, I want to devour every part of you.»
Scarlet didn’t immediately answer him, but first smiled and gave another bite to his nipples, making him squeak; then slipped a leg between his and rubbed her thigh against his cock, crossed her arms on his chest and leaned her chin on them, looking at him with the sly expression of a feline. All of his five eyes were wide open and he was staring at her intently, sifting through every change in expression and movement; and if these would have frightened many, Scarlet knew that there was still nothing to fear, no point of no return had been crossed: the secret was to play wisely on this thin line. «Who knows…», then she whispered, «maybe I’ll spend all this night and more this way, until you have enough.»
«Until you have enough…» Tanit repeated these words to herself, then cast another glance at Rudra: his mouth dry from the many sounds that escaped the half-parted lips and the body shaking and squirming, his eyes narrowed and full of flashes, he stared at her like a trapped animal but still dangerous, and who at the slightest opportunity would make her pay for all that he was suffering; and that look, together with the rapid breathing and the sight of his trembling legs, was driving her crazy with arousement. So, at that point the Moon blocked her mouth and hands and, as Scarlet had done before her, jumped on her lover’s body and positioned her wet opening in contact with his member, sinking her sharp nails into his hips. Her cheeks flushed and, with the sweetest expression on the face, she cast her golden eyes into those of the Tempest and giggled, moving further closer to his intimacy. «Before, you didn’t want to give me the satisfaction I was looking for... so why not make you beg a little more? You’ll agree with me that you deserved it.»
With some difficulty, Rudra chuckled and the chains jingled dangerously when he tried to pull himself up to get a better look at his tormentor. «But as you said before, you too want to feel me inside you one more time… So why hurt yourself? Sink into the pleasure together with me, and I could even give you triple as much, later.»
It was Tanit’s turn to laugh, and in response she passed a hand over his navel, scratching lightly and prodding it with her forefinger. «Hmmm, you’re really desperate for me, then.» Her delicate tone changed in a sensual one as a grin, black as the new moon, rose on her face. «And you are so adorable, so quivering and waiting for my mercy...»
«Come on, my Moon», Rudra called her, trying again to reach out to her with his whole body, «don’t abandon me, now that I’m waiting to love you…»
«You really ought to put that crafty tongue to another use, you know it very well... but I can forgive you this time», she fluted; but the next instant the goddess listened to him and gave in to the desires of both, so she positioned herself better and allowed the god to penetrate her, to then immediately begin to rotate her hips and dance according to the rhythm she most desired, dragging Rudra with her in the crazy circle of pleasure.
«You’re even more sadistic than before... what is it, don’t you really like that I didn’t give you a good licking?»
Just like a lynx whose name he loved to call her by, she clawed at his abdomen in response, keeping the grin on, accelerated the pace and pushed him to go along with her, enjoying like crazy the position that allowed her to dominate as she wanted, and threw back the hair that had fallen on her chest. «Don’t worry, everything will be arranged step by step... how are you, my beloved? Are you feeling well? Do I have to do something for you?» As deep as the contact was already, the goddess wrapped her legs around his waist and both felt their respective bodies weld even more tightly, and neither of them was able to hold back a small cry that soon became a moan. As before, Tanit felt her own thoughts coming and she began to detach from reality; and promptly he noticed it and called her back. «Hey, Little Moon... eyes on me. I told you, you have to feel everything I do to you», he said with a deep and gentle voice, bringing her back in an instant and urging the goddess to look at him. «Your lovely eyes... I want them to look at me all the time, especially now.»
Rudra gave another pull on the chains and they lost their strength without, however, being broken: the pin gave way and jumped off the ground and the golden grip that held his wrists released, allowing him to return free.
Stopping without breath, Tanit realized that somehow they had slackened earlier and that the God of Storms had been waiting for the right moment to proceed; but it was a fleeting thought, because his hands closed around her waist and hips and he rolled her under him, holding her so tightly against his chest that she gasped and, if possible, felt more aroused than before.
Rudra leaned over her face and gave her a long kiss, then moved to her cheeks and ear, tickling her earlobe with his hot breath. «You did very well, you know? You really drive me crazy when you act like the queen you are...», he whispered, making his abdomen adhere to hers while the lower arms slid over her buttocks and squeezed them. «But now I really want to be the one to dominate. You know how gentle I am when I do it, so let me love you…»
Tanit sobbed softly from the overwhelming stimulations she was receiving, both physical and mental, and she nodded with transport: she couldn’t resist him anymore, the only forces she had went all lost when the chains were released, almost an extension of her will that had declared the best for everyone and what she really yearned for, and there was only the desire to feel the body of her beloved god against her own, to be held in his arms and become his once again, as she had always been. It was she who trembled, now, to call him and crave for him; and he didn’t make her wait for long, because just as she had tormented him, so had he, and therefore the game could end here. «Remember, don’t run away from me, okay? Or be prepared to be chased by me…», he murmured to her lips before kissing her intensely and quickly descending along her body, getting out of her only to penetrate her with his tongue and finish what he had left incomplete while stroking her soft belly, breasts and thighs, giving heaven to both.
Rudra fixated his eyes on her. The mere sight was a complete masterpiece. Masculine upper hands praising the goddess’ abbs and her breasts, while his tongue played along with the sensations. Tanit was a sensitive one, he knew that and that’s why he tried his best on making different movements, so she could enjoy all his love. The tongue danced along the clit, slow motions testing the already wet flower, sucking at it as an infant who hasn’t eaten in hours. The feline orbs from his lover registered every single movement of him, making sure he was retrieving what he left before. A buck of her hips changed the pace, this time Rudra hold her thighs up, so she was completely exposed to him and judging by the soft moans of his lover, Tanit loved the new posture, just feeling the wetness overflowing. A little grin appeared on that fox-like face. He wanted to complete his task, but also to make it as nice as slow and follow her body reactions. Her chest raised one, two times trying to gain some composure even with the pleasure she was experiencing: Tanit tried to pull his hair, a sign that she enjoyed that attention. The golden hair fell over the rich and warm pillows the exact moment Rudra graced his teeth around the tender, plump flesh of her thighs and this time, the moaning became harsher, lovely and full of ecstasy. The thick male lashes hid just a bit the lust and hunger written on those eyes, but his actions spoke louder. Rudra stopped just to adjust himself and push the female’s legs upper. Tension was noticeable in her muscles, wanting to be released so badly and he knew that: «My Moon… You taste sweeter… How can it be possible to taste this good? Mmh…» a long lick came, facing his lover when doing so, looking for a silent answer.
She held her breath, not wanting to give him the confidence yet, but her body spoke, small trembling all around the sexy woman. Rudra smiled, repeating the movement with his tongue and adding a new touch of his teeth gracing her flesh, and she squirmed, biting her bottom lip and cursing the skilled man.
Soft stroking came again from Rudra, his tongue working her even faster than the last time, feeling every single goosebump from Tanit. They both knew that she was close. The upper hands grabbed the breasts tenderly, cupping and massaging them with slow circling movements, and the right bottom hand played with the little bud of her womanhood, pinching it slowly while his tongue penetrated the sweet and wet entrance, enjoying the time there. Tanit covered her face because of the overwhelming sensation and couldn't contain the golden and silver tears anymore, begging him to continue: «Rudra… My beloved Storm don’t stop… Just… Hah~!» He understood, increasing the strokes and massaging her whole body. It wasn’t too long when he noticed a new wetness, a new taste and the screams of his beautiful Moon full of lovely pleasure. Smiling at her, he placed above her body to enjoy the beautiful face contorted in ecstasy: «Feeling good with my tongue, Little Moon?» Such a question was pure teasing from him, but he won’t deny how much he loved to be praised for his job, so he wasn’t waiting for her exquisite lips to reply the quote full of pride: «You truly wanted to torture me, making me wait for it… Yet you made it, your sweet tongue is a complete weapon for me.»
Her fingertips wandered around the hard god’s body, smiling slightly with the afterglow. Both shared a heated kiss, indulging each other’s body and making a complete mess on the covers. Tanit attached her legs around Rudra’s hips, offering her whole body to the God of Storms, who didn’t hesitate and grabbed the fleshy leg of her, earning a moan against his lips from her. Soon, a new slick sound echoed just a bit when Rudra penetrated her once again, both of them loving that union. The Moon Goddess bucked her hips, feeling the manhood inside her so raw and glorious. Her left hand touched the right cheek of the male, remarking the purple marks tattooed there; he trusted slowly, allowing to recover the energy lost from that orgasm and then, both were dancing once again.
Shiva envied those two, already having a second round, but he also enjoyed the prize Scarlet had for him. Freeing himself too from the restraining chains, a wicked smile plastered on his beautiful face. The five eyes were communicating “danger” in every single instant while the female just bit her bottom lip. «Dear bat of mine, you truly made me wait too long…» Low voice whispering against her lips, eyelids half closed when a little groan came from his chest. He loved to chase her, and she loved to be chased. Adrenaline ran through her veins at the mere thought of him behind her. A big hand came to meet her scalp, massaging with little circles the line on her nape. Scarlet moaned softly, never breaking the contact eye, so Shiva smiled and brought a hand to touch her chin. «Look at you, all small and fragile and yet you drive me crazy… Such a good girl.»
Last sentence was a turn on for her. She loved to be praised and feel the love in those words, that earned a smirk from the god. Both hands caressing her were followed by the second pair. Shiva was excited to feel her insides and his hips made it clear. «My Lord… Should I take care of you now?»
He growled, showing his fangs but still smiling to her. «Yes, I want you to ride me. Show me how you have tamed this tiger, my dear.» He was positive about her skills, so encouraged her to do as she pleased. However, he robbed a kiss from her lips, a savage one, playing with her tongue. The hand which previously caressed her scalp pressed harder to make sure she won’t escape the fate of his plump lips. Gasps and moans resonated along with some wet clicks, product of the saliva exchanged between them. God’s body leaned back on the surface, enjoying the pretty female face from the new point of view. Scarlet smiled brightly, her hips lined up with his and made a slow movement, feeling just the tip of him. A low moan elicited from her red lips already sore from the hot making out, nails clawing the bare skin of his chest as she raised her hips again.
Another try and the redhead could push herself deeper onto him, giving a louder moan of pleasure this time. Shiva grew a bigger smile, hissing from the warm hug of her walls around him, enjoying those pretty eyes rolling to blank. His bottom arms embraced the flesh of her hips, moving just a little the hips, adjusting himself to the space. The last attempt of his lovely human came accompanied by a sulky, happy squirm which made the god even more proud of her. She was a fast learner and this was showing that. «Lord Shiva is too big… Hmm… Always fills me so well…» She claimed, feeling inch by inch of her lord caressing the deepest spots of her insides, Shiva grinned, happy of hearing such affirmation from her. A small squeeze made her jolt, it was the right lower hand of her lover that pressed her body even more.
«Dear, you always take it so well. Always make me feel too hungry… I wished for this the whole evening. It feels like glory… Feed yourself, my human.» It was an order, and she understood the command easily. Her hips rolled, adjusting one more time before starting a low pace of trusting. Shy as she was, her voice was louder than one might think and Shiva had praised her about showing her own desire, her lust and every emotion she had, though Scarlet made it often in the bed rather than other places.
«Come on, you said you will dominate me tonight… Hah~, dammit…»
Scarlet increased the speed, bouncing over him with a vicious smile, drunk on love with his full length inside her. She retorted after licking her lips: «How is that, my lord? Ah~... Is that good? Mmh… So big… » she mumbled the last thing, making slow bounces now, taking him deeper with every trust and then speeding up one more time.
The God of Destruction was having a hard time trying to compose himself. This new face of his beloved human was a whole new experience. She managed to rail him like he wasn’t a big one. His hands pressed even more the flesh, roaming to her thighs and doing his best to control his hips, because the feeling was becoming too intense and he would take on his own pace right there. Yet, Scarlet took his hands, intertwining them with hers and stroking some kisses around the tattoos. Chocolate eyes fixated on golden ones, riding slower than before to catch every expression of him. Shiva’s eyes vibrated with sparkles of lust, loving the devoted care she put into him, another smirk came to his face but just when he thought it was one of the sweetest time with her, the lovely woman began a series of deep bouncing, lots of whimpers escaping her lips, filled with pleasure.
She pulled away her hands and took some support on Shiva’s muscles, dancing on his lap like she was a snake, now all the girth was exposed every time she pulled up her hips and then she would sink almost completely. Shiva cursed again, feeling him almost near his edge: «Darling… I think I’m-» words were cut by a sudden squeeze, groaning in pleasure. He felt his mind becoming foggy, hips uneven and erratic. The woman continued with the fast pace, smiling faintly as ordering him to cum: «Come on… Fill me, my Lord… Do it!». She raised her voice, as another moan came, his eyes never breaking eye contact with her.
Not long after, the King of Hindu Pantheon came with a heavy growl, hectic breathing and some curses spilled from his mouth. The upper hands covered the ashamed face. He came before making her to, yet she was smiling after causing that on him. He recovered and brought her into a hug, asking for her beingwell: «Did I hurt you?» a red lock of hair was placed behind her ears and she denied shaking her head. «I’ll take care of you, my sweet doll, I want you to cum~.» He took the left nibble between the sharp canines in his mouth, taking advantage of her sensitive body which was still stuffed on his lap. Shiva breathed heavily on purpose, hissing from the feeling of the wet and tight walls of his beloved one.
Scarlet’s lips parted in a whole circle, feeling the slow trusting he gave inside her. Overstimulation from a previous high and new touches all over her body. The god smiled, enjoying the sweet moans she let escape. Human nails carved his skin, and that excited him again. He trusted even faster, pounding inside her rougher. However, his voice was like honey against her ear: «That’s it… Give into me, my little bat… Oh fuck… You’re such a good girl, yeah?» The woman hid her face in his neck, agreeing with her head to that praise. A knot started to build inside her, the right spot was touched and couldn’t contain herself from the pleasure. Not when her favorite god fucked her so faster, in the perfect angle and restraining her from any movement. She screamed in pure bliss, almost begging him to never stop. «S-Shiva! M-More… Hah!»
If she wasn’t from his most devoted follower, he would punish that imprudence of calling by his name with something else, but the truth is that he loved how good his name sounded from her lips. «I’ll give you a prize, you have outsold yourself, darling… Come on, cum, cum…»
A low growl was the last thing she heard, her whole body shaking from the intense climax while Shiva held her carefully yet strongly against him, left upper hand playing with her hair waiting for her to recover. Some fluids stained the purple skin of the god.
The other couple was relaxing from their climax as well, Tanit in the arms of Rudra and under the gentle strokes of her lover, breathing deeply and completely satisfied while the God of Storms talked softly to her ear and hugged her tightly, kissing her cheeks, forehead and lips. But then, the Goddess of the Moon grinned, poked Rudra on the mouth with one finger, causing him to stop, and cut the silence with a voice sweeter than honey: «I hope you both aren’t tired yet. We’re not done, my lovely gods.»
Both Rudra and Shiva gasped at these words, then looked at Tanit, the dangerous Tanit, who all evening had shown that she could weave splendid deceptions and torments and harness them as she wished, and who was now slowly releasing herself from the embrace of Rudra to stand up, but not before having given yet another long kiss to her beloved and having caressed his cheeks with adoration, to then recover a blanket and clean his and her own body.
«What more do you want from us?», the exasperated Shiva almost cried, clenching his fists as he grew more wary and cast a quick glance at Scarlet, who grinned slightly with her eyes narrowed and rubbed the cheek against his chest in the attempt to keep him calm, not worried at all by the situation. Obviously.
«You know, everything we did to you tonight was the fruit of both: I didn’t force Scarlet to obey me nor did she somehow snatch an oath from me… and besides, I don’t think you’re sorry about it, right? The bodies of all of us bear the marks of the most seductive battle they have ever faced…» Without changing her sweet tone or losing the smile, Tanit bent down to the ground and began to collect her chains and jewels scattered everywhere: in her hands they shone even more, sucking up all the light that she emanated from the skin and charging with colors never seen before, and seemed to come to life like the wishes of all those gathered there. «However, we still lack something to accomplish: because we always look closely at you, gentlemen, and we know what is stirring behind your eyes. Therefore, my love, Rudra, you will never be able to lie if I say that you would like to hold Scarlet in your arms, even if it were only for one night… or more. Or am I telling a lie?»
«And you, Great Shiva, sometimes you really can’t hide how much you want the Moon of Carthage», added Scarlet’s fluted voice, as she caressed Shiva’s chin and the base of his neck and stared at him with eyes wide open and full of fun.
Subjected to the gaze of their ladies, the gods looked at each other for an instant and both flared without replying. How had the two managed to discover something that only they had exchanged in confidence? Were they so bad at hiding feelings and impulses? And yet… and yet, though they were clearly at a disadvantage and continued to be so constantly, no matter what they did, it was excitement that ran through their veins. With a few words, their other half had managed to make them active and awake again, ready to assert themselves. And interested.
«We know that you have talked about it, that you are in agreement to try this experience, and we are with you. So, as a last test, you will have to get to know our most… loving side», whispered Tanit at the same moment in which she finished collecting her belongings and stood up again, making her eyes dance first on her beloved and then on Scarlet and Shiva, deepening the smile in response to the small grin of the first.
«You two are terrible», Rudra murmured as he propped himself up on his elbows and sighed heavily, then grimaced and gave up, «but you are also giving us yet another opportunity to push yourself to the limit, so why not? And you caught us, so I guess we have to pay fines...»
Scarlet smiled at him, then turned to the God of Destruction and patted his chest softly. «Don’t worry, my lord… you are in good hands. Lady Tanit will be able to take care of you very well», she murmured to him before touching his forehead with a kiss, laughing to herself at the feral expression that furrowed his face, to then detach herself from him and, following the example of the goddess, remove all traces of pleasure from both with the finest fabrics.
Shiva breathed heavily when he saw her move away to reach Tanit and embrace her with the same devotion of a child who asks for her mother’s caresses, and in response the Moon wrapped the young woman in her white arms and gave her a tender kiss on the cheek, then another on the lips. «Treat well the Lord of Storms, you know how much I care about him», she murmured in her ear but in a way that everyone could hear, stroking her shoulder and then turning his attention to the ruler of the Hindu Pantheon, who quivered even more when he saw her advance towards him. Tanit allowed herself a lot: her status as a two-faced Mother Goddess, sweet and terrible, protective and destructive, could not be set aside. The noble city of Carthage had revered her for millennia and her name was whispered respectfully everywhere... Goddess of Love, Goddess of Fertility, Goddess of the Moon: a proud, regal deity who knew how to command respect and put someone in their place. She was the granter of safety, nourishment, and pleasure; a ravenous entity who never failed to tease him with her looks and words with which she loved to charm, laughing elegantly and hiding behind her long blond lashes and curls, chin raised and the posture of one who knows she has no need to assert herself in order to dominate.
For Shiva, all this was more than enough to arouse in him the overpowering and almost uncontainable desire to compete together with that self-confident lady, trying to check and tame her as he tasted both her sweetest and wildest sides, sinking inside her soul with the teeth, the kisses and the fingers. «Hmmm, so the lioness wants to play again…», the god addressed her as soon as she stopped a few steps from his feet, his golden gaze lighting up with hers, then smiling and narrowing his eyes with a sly expression, making himself more comfortable on the blankets and intertwining two of his hands behind the head, while the others cross each other on the chest in a pose of apparent relaxation. «So? Why aren’t you moving anymore? Are you suddenly afraid of me, Little Moon?»
Hearing Rudra’s nickname for her through Shiva’s deep, sensual and provocative voice made Tanit’s eyes widen for an instant, then a slight blush covered her cheeks and a hint of a smile danced across her face. «You should be the one to be afraid of me… it’s you who will have to suffer», she replied, stepping back instinctively when Shiva sat up, his eyes fixed on her and the face contorted in a grin as his fingers dug into the blankets and squeezed them until the fabric quivered. «You say? Dress up in your jewels, then. I want to see you as you were before the Storm attacked you.»
Tanit knew what he wanted most: she saw it in the chest that lowered and rose faster and faster and in the ardor with which he had almost crushed the blankets, and in the haggard face. The god was burning so hot from all the torment he had been through during those hours that his fearsome heat was felt from a distance, but she was not afraid; she was more excited than anything else and for this reason she squeezed her legs tightly, trying not to immediately give him the awareness and satisfaction of knowing her as exhausted as him, and yet the body whispered caution to her. Shiva considered her the mastermind behind that evening and would surely try to make her pay, so it was best to play carefully and not fall into his traps and end up burned. «As the king commands», she therefore chose to indulge him at least in that: in front of his gaze that nothing escaped, the goddess refastened and arranged chains, necklaces and bracelets around her body, making sure that the gold intertwined and united in fine designs on the neck and chest, around the breasts and the belly, wrapped around her arms and thighs, encircled her fingers and ankles and went up towards the buttocks and back, disappearing under the hair and closing at the nape of the neck. A thin cage that clung to her skin like a perfect robe, tinkling and shimmering, casting light around and making everything it touched glow.
Shiva felt his breath catch when he saw Tanit in her precious, intimate dress, and slowly stood up. The moon and her goddess stood motionless and sighed a moment as he reached the latter and, unable to take his eyes off her, reached out all four hands and began to gently stroke the jewels ― and the skin underneath ― on her belly, arms and hips, going up towards the neck and taking her face between the fingers, gently pushing her to lift it to look at him. Even when wearing her heels, the goddess was always shorter than him; and now her large eyes stared at him with curiosity and expectation, waiting for his movements, as did her mouth. «Your heart seems to have gone crazy…», the god murmured to her as he took another step forward and brushed his chest against hers, «what’s happening, Great Tanit? Are you suddenly tired of fighting?»
In response, she took his hands and stood on tiptoe, reaching for his lips and licking them. «If and how much I am, I’ll leave it up to you to discover», she then murmured to him, before breaking away and gently pushing him back, to chase him on the blankets; and Shiva laughed at that gesture, slipped a finger under one of her necklaces and pulled her towards him, forcing her to advance where he wanted and to kneel when he did, then he lied down on his back and let her climb on top of him. The contact with the icy metal elicited a moan from him and his skin shivered from the intense sensation, and Tanit took the opportunity to rub herself against him, her hands free to run wherever they wanted and eager to caress, squeeze, linger and stimulate. «Great Shiva… will you let me explore your splendid body? The night is still long for you, but I promise you won’t regret it.»
«This is all to be seen», the god replied to those words as sweet as lascivious, clinging to her hips with two hands while another caressed her collarbones and the hollow between her breasts and the last one prodded her navel, «but if you’ll let me do the same with yours and play with your hair as long as I want, we could have a deal…» She smiled and started to look away, but he took her chin gently and held her still, urging her to look at him again. «Know that I want to see your eyes drip gold and silver like you did before, so I won’t stop until you become a fountain⁓ you can’t escape from me», he whispered then, a low vibration in his throat similar to the beginning of a roar and the lips drawn into the most perverse grimace Tanit had ever seen.
«I know, I know you will succeed… I never doubted your abilities―» If the Moon had ever had anything to add, Shiva’s mouth would have prevented it: and the Lord of the Dance wasted no time in closing her lips with a kiss and hold her tightly to him, savoring her tongue for a long time and making it dance with his own, leaving her free only when the breath failed her. Soon after, however, it was his turn to feel his breathing quicken and to sigh forcefully, if not to gasp, while Tanit began to attack his chest with her hands and teeth, letting her nails run along the muscles of his chest and abdomen, testing the ribs and kissing the nipples before sucking and biting them, greedily caressing the hips and waist, tracing deep paths that made the god jump and moan, he who never lost sight of even one of her movements and chased Tanit everywhere, without being able to stop her nor really wanting to. Each jewel she wore glided over his skin like a snake’s tongue, not to mention how the sharp nails stimulated and tormented him, combined with the tongue that patiently and slowly investigated and repeatedly struck where it found a sensitive point, forcing him to bite the lips and curl the toes under the waves of pleasure that assailed him.
The Lady of Carthage laughed in her heart at the vision of Shiva and the copious perspiration flowing down his body, as well as the tension of his muscles and how he shook the head; the god was so sensitive that teasing him was an immense pleasure, taking him to the limit and beyond was her goal. «Hmmmm… you seem to be in a lot of pain, Great Shiva. Relax», she prodded him, slowly scratching his lower abdomen and pricking his navel before preparing to go down even further ― and being immediately stopped by a hand of the god, who grabbed her face and lifted it up, enjoying the sight of her slightly confused look. «Am I… doing something you don’t like?»
The Lord of Destruction gave a small smile in the way that always made Tanit shiver with excitement. «You are enjoying yourself a little too much, and I want to join in the torment too. Come here», he then murmured to her, taking her hands and wrists and, when she was close enough, grabbing her waist and dragging her to him, making her lie down next to him.
In response, to show him how much he would have to work hard to bend her, Tanit clung to his right arms and started kissing and licking them, from the shoulder down, while he took the opportunity to make a wish come true: to stroke those long curls that now fell on his skin, sinuous as snakes. So bright, so splendid, he could finally have the opportunity to squeeze them and let his fingers run between them: the goddess let no one touch them except Rudra, Scarlet and whoever she loved, but now that he too had entered her spiderweb, nothing prevented him from taking his time with them. He didn’t miss how she jolted and stared at him when he placed a hand on her head and slid down, following the unwinding of the hair; and when that gaze became penetrating and intense, the god felt the desire giving him a violent stab in the sides and between the thighs, so that he freed himself from Tanit’s grip only to be the one to squeeze her, pressing her hard to his chest and giggling when he saw her reaching for his neck to kiss and bite it. «What an insatiable puppy…», he commented, inserting a finger into her mouth and watching her suck, «it will be a problem to make you obey― ouch!»
Trying not to laugh, Tanit released Shiva’s finger only to contemplate the marks her strong bite had just left on it, then licked them as if nothing had happened as she raised her big eyes to the deity’s face, fluttering her eyelashes with ostentatious innocence.
Shiva remained perfectly still for an instant; then his head shot forward and the goddess experienced the most angry and voracious kiss she had ever received. All four hands squeezed her with such force that the god could hear her catch her breath, then each of them sought a point to attack and began to work on her breasts, buttocks, hips and thighs, forcing her body to quiver and gasp with every squeeze and her voice dropping to moans and sobs and whines. Most of the jewels fell off or were pulled off and unfastened, exposing Tanit’s hot, sweaty skin to the onslaughts of the king of the Hindu Pantheon. «We’ll see who’s in charge here…», was what she heard as he grabbed her hair with one hand and tugged at it just enough to cause her to throw her head back, then he quickly trailed down her chest with his mouth and closed the teeth around a breast.
Tanit cried out in surprise, pleasure and subtle pain she felt, digging her nails into the god’s back as he now sucked on the nipple like a child and bit lightly, then wrapped his tongue around it. The two lower hands instead took her thighs and, spreading them, allowed the only one left free to slip inside them and begin to caress and tease her labia majora.
The Moon didn’t bother to hold back any moan while Shiva now rubbed her opening energetically and moved to the other breast to give him the same treatment as its twin, but she didn’t let him do it freely either: and while one hand remained attached to his back, the other moved on to his penis and closed around it, starting to massage it.
Shiva jumped and stopped, staring at the goddess; she did the same thing, the breath broken with excitement, then they leaned towards each other and exchanged a kiss that was sweeter and slower than the previous ones, without however taking their hands off each other’s body. «I really liked what you were doing», Tanit whispered, licking the god’s lips and rubbing her nose against his, «why don’t you keep working on me?»
The Destroyer laughed in his soothing low tone, then bit her earlobe and licked up the small drop of blood that oozed out. «Hmmm, and you were about to start something interesting… shall I continue if you do too, honey?», he replied, sliding a hand through her hair and then stroking her cheek and chin; and as soon as Tanit smiled and began to move around his intimacy again, he respected the pact and penetrated her warm, swollen lips with two fingers, teasing everything in his path, while kissing the goddess again. The muffled moans that immediately rose from their mouths sanctioned that sort of heated, quivering accord between them.
And while all this was going on, the other couple had also started to get to know each other; more calmly and without the instinct to dominate one over the other, Scarlet and Rudra had cuddled up in their respective arms and were gently caressing each other, taking a breath after the previous intercourses and letting their skin react under the reciprocal attentions. The quickened breathing, the whispers and vocal outbursts of the others made them smile, but they did not allow themselves to be conditioned by them.
Scarlet narrowed her eyes as Rudra kissed her forehead and cheeks for the umpteenth time, melting under the warm hands that caressed her back and arms, and in return reached out to feel the Lord of Storms’ shoulders and chest, as if she had yet to realize that she was in the arms of Rudra, the companion of the Great Tanit; then, suddenly, a mischievous smile full of curiosity furrowed her lips and the fingers began to be less delicate, lingering more and more on the flesh of the god as they probed it.
Rudra winced when he felt the girl’s nails pinch him, then he grinned and took Scarlet’s face between two hands, without hurting her: «Will you torture me like Tanit did?», he murmured in a low voice, the tone that contained everything, except innocence; and the redhead smiled, slightly softening her gaze. «No, Great Rudra… I think you have already suffered enough, for tonight; and my Lady does not want to see you bear more than is fair», was the shrewd reply that prompted the other to laugh heartily and to hold the human more tightly against him. «As the little one wishes. But remember, there’s no hurry: you don’t have to get hurt either», he whispered, then brought his face close to hers and kissed her passionately.
The little human quivered a little, feeling the strong arms around her. The Storm was careful as well, covering her with lots of affection and soft caresses. Scarlet felt safe around him, even when he was taller than the Destroyer, he was more calm and relaxed, never hurrying them. Lips locked and a playful tongue made the passion flow and increase; the tiny hand of Scarlet traced small figures around the upper arms of the god, where the blueish ink once stayed, then pressing his skin just a bit. Just when lungs needed some air both stopped and looked at each other. «Dear Lord, would you mind if I ask you where you want to be touched?» Her voice was careful not to make it awkward nor pressure him.
He smiled brightly and adjusted their positions so both were comfortable and spoke: «Since you’re asking about it, I can tell you that my skin is fully touch-starved. I enjoy feeling the slightest and soft kiss and also the most rough and nasty scratching on my back… But if it was up to me, my neck and my chest are the better place to start. » He grinned a little, waiting for her reaction.
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ror | shiva x reader | the hot spring screwup
hi there! this is my first writing piece in yeeeears so sorry if it’s booty. i originally was working on a buddha chapter piece but got this idea and decided to post this first since it’s just a little one off thing. the idea of the reader’s character is basically the same as the one that i will be writing about in the buddha piece. so if you like this, be on the lookout for that release! also, i have only watched the anime so what I know is solely based on that (with some additional research courtesy of professor google) so if there are any inaccuracies, i apologize! anyway, please enjoy! ♡
warnings: nudity, no sexy time but heavily alludes to it, basically straight up mentions wanting to bang shiva
spice level: 🌶️🌶️🌶️/5
You sigh dreamily as you step into the steaming water, sinking down until you were submerged from the neck down. Your tense muscles unraveled and the dull ache of your wounds waned, sending you into a state of pure euphoria. In life, you had fought in a myriad of brawls, but none quite like this. It was a battle of souls, a bout that would affect humanity’s fate, and against a god no less. However, you had managed to overpower your opponent in the very end, saving your soul from decimation and adding another triumph under humanity’s belt — and all at the cost of a badly broken arm, cracked ribs, and bruised lungs. Despite the advanced technology and medicine of the god realm, it did little to quell your pain. Thankfully, one of the nurses told you about the incredible hot spring, and you were all too pleased to learn that the bandages were infused with some type of magic that allowed it to get wet. Valhalla was sure an interesting place.
The idyllic silence is abruptly broken when you hear several pairs of feet shuffle into the area. You grumble quietly at having to share the divine space. You were not in the mood to interact with people especially if they were gods. That was the very last thing you wanted. But, the hot spring seemed spacious enough and paired with the heavy shroud of steam, you’d probably have very minimal to no contact with whoever else had entered. As long as you stayed in your little nook at the far side of the spring, they wouldn’t bother you right?
“This was a good idea. I’m getting riled up and tense waiting for my turn to fight. If only old man Zeus hadn’t browbeat me into letting him take my turn. This will definitely help loosen me up.”
You freeze, your once relaxed muscles stiffening at the sound of the booming voice.
What?? Is that a man’s voice? It couldn’t be.. No, it has to be a mistake…this is the women’s hot spring…maybe it’s just a woman with a deep voice. Yeah, that’s it..a woman with a deep voice, you think to yourself trying to assuage your panicking mind. Your breathing grows shallow as you nervously listen for affirmation that these were indeed women. Females. Girls. Fellow vagina owners. And not men.
“Always itching for a fight huh Shiva? Glad to know you haven’t changed,” another voice says as multiple laughs erupt into the air.
Your stomach drops, and you feel like it’s falling out of your butt as your fears are dismally confirmed. Not only were they men, but at least one of them, if not all, were gods.
Fuck me.
You try to ever so silently press yourself against a rock in the farthest corner possible, dipping yourself lower into the water so that you were only visible from the nose up. If it weren’t for the thick steam emanating from the spring, you surely would have already been noticed.
The water sloshes and ripples as the men make their way into the spring, causing your anxiety to further skyrocket as your chances of a clean escape begin to dwindle. You had to get the hell out of here. You try to devise a plan to flee undetected or at least without your identity being discovered. If you ever meet the legendary Mulan, you’d have to ask her how the hell she did it. But, here were the cold, hard facts: You were butt ass naked. At least five to six men were here, probably all gods, one of them being the all powerful Shiva. The exit and your towel were on the completely opposite side of where you were. You had a broken arm, broken ribs, broken everything really; you were in no condition to fight.
Plan A: Jump out of the spring from where you were and run like hell. High risk of slipping, falling, breaking your neck, and then having your dead, naked body discovered by a bunch of male gods. Next.
Plan B: Walk across the spring and hope that you don’t get noticed. High risk of getting caught and bumping into someone who will kill you and then having your dead, naked body discovered by a bunch of male gods. Next.
Plan C: Swim underwater. The water seemed clear enough. However, your lungs were bruised, and although not fatal or very serious, that put your breath holding capacity to maybe like five seconds. Ten if you were feeling daring. Not to mention you had only one good arm. You were sure this plan would probably also lead to your dead, naked body being discovered by male gods. Next.
Plan D: Quietly stay behind this rock and hope they leave without ever detecting your presence. Hmmm. Alright, (y/n), okay. I might be on to something here. They haven’t discovered me yet, and they’re probably on the other side and are totally not going to come over here. No risk of being discovered dead and naked. None whatsoever.
You nod to yourself, stupidly confident in your plan and so totally absorbed in your own thoughts that you failed to notice the white haired, smoking man that had peered at you from over the other side of the rock.
“Who are you? Why you hiding behind this rock?” the man asks nonchalantly.
You jerkily pause your head mid-nod and slowly look up at him. At this point, you were still only visible from the nose up. And just like that, your plan had gone up in flames.
“Well? Are you going to say something or are you just going to hide in the water?” he speaks again.
“Indra, who are you talking to over there?” yells one of the men.
“I found some guy hiding over here. Varuna, clear the steam will ya?”
Suddenly, the dense haze of steam dissipates. You peek out from behind the rock and are confronted by five other pairs of intense eyes. The white haired man, who you gathered as Indra, gets down from the rock and joins the rest of the group. Among the men was a blue man with an elaborate headdress, a long, white haired man with some sort of weird mask over his face, a large, tan man with purple beads around his neck, a black, spiky haired man with four arms adorned with several tattoos, and last but not least, the one with the most intense aura of them all — a purple, four armed man, with a third eye in between his eyebrows. You gulp.
This isn’t good.
“Yo, who are you and why are you hiding?” says the purple guy aggressively.
He locks eyes with you as he approaches. You instinctively scoot back. As you watch him scrupulously, something in his demeanor and appearance tells you that this guy is Shiva. And if it you weren’t so unnerved and being backed into a corner by him, you’d say he was actually quite hot. Too bad he was probably going to snap you like a twig.
“I’ll ask you one more time before I force the answer out of you,” he asserts, cracking his knuckles to emphasize his point.
You feel your body slump in defeat. There was no way out of if it. You were out of options and better to maybe try and explain yourself instead of foolishly staying silent. You take a deep breath through your nose before standing up fully. It was the first time you felt truly blessed for being vertically challenged as the water was about chest deep on you, covering your goods.
Everyone looks at you with some degree of surprise and shock as they realize that you’re a human woman. Shiva specifically gazes at you hard. Something about you seemed familiar, although he knew he’d never seen your face before. He would never forget a human who looked as exceptionally stunning as you. But then it clicked. The broken arm, the (y/c) eyes — you were one of the Einherjar. He had witnessed your fight earlier, but your all black shinobi outfit revealed nothing but your eyes, thoroughly concealing your appearance. You had been introduced with only the first initial of your given name revealed which further added to the obscurity. He, the other gods, the humans, and the legends passed down about you, all speculated you were a man, but clearly history was very wrong. Regardless, he was too enamored in the battle itself to have paid any attention to the individuals fighting in it. But now that you were in front him, fully exposed and vulnerable, he couldn’t take his eyes off you. He also couldn’t help but observe the way beads of water sensually glided down your body and into the valley of your breasts, disappearing into unseeable territory — territory he wanted to explore and conquer. And the way you shyly looked up at him through your lashes only made him curious to know what that pretty face would look like when he did it.
Shiva smirks. ”A human huh? You were that one fighting earlier weren’t you? (first initial f/n) (l/n) right?”
You couldn’t help but feel incredibly flustered from being basically naked in front of bunch of a men whose eyes were all on you. Especially Shiva’s. You could feel him unabashedly scrutinizing every inch of you, his eyes darkening with desire. Your face burns red, and you look away.
Damn, he has me so hot and bothered. Why is he so good looking?
“Yeah, that’s me…you can call me (f/n). Uhm, look I don’t want to cause any trouble so if you could just let me pass, I’d really appreciate it…” you manage to utter.
“Go right on ahead,” Shiva says, still smirking. He steps aside making way for you to pass. The other men follow suit.
Why does this seem too easy?
“Thank you…also, could you guys turn around?”
The other gods glance at each other and shrug and start moving at your request. All except Shiva of course.
“I prefer to watch,” he says impishly, a mischievous twinkle in his eyes.
Your eyes widen, and you snap your head towards him. “But!” you start to object.
“You can walk out yourself or I can do it for you. Which one will it be, Miss (y/n)?” His smirk only grows wider. The other gods only shake their heads at his antics.
A shiver runs down your spine. You weren’t sure if you wanted to know what the latter meant (or maybe you did), but you had set your mind on getting out of there. Taking another deep breath, you start making your way out of the water. You put your good arm across your breasts as the water level curtails the closer you get to the edge of the spring. Shiva’s eyes remains fixated on you, not daring to miss a single moment.
Here goes.
Taking the final step out the water, the cold air swathes your naked body and you break out in goosebumps. You briskly rush to your towel in a desperate but futile attempt to cover your ass from Shiva who’s enjoying every second of it. You try to ignore his scorching stare on your backside as you finally grab your towel and wrap it around you, gripping it tightly with your good hand. You sigh heavily.
So much for not letting the gods see me naked. But at least I’m not dead and naked.
You’re about to head towards the exit when a hand grips your towel, jolting you forward into them. Your startled eyes come face to face with Shiva’s devilish ones. You somehow maintain the grasp on your towel, although it becomes dangerously close to being pulled off you. Your eyes unintentionally trail down, half relieved to see a towel around him, yet half disappointed. This doesn’t go unnoticed by Shiva who could only revel in the reactions he elicited from you.
What is wrong with me?
Normally, you’d never let someone toy with you like this, never mind this overwhelming sexual desire you had for this man. But the carnal look in Shiva’s eyes, his sexy smirk, his muscular physique, his tantalizing, brazen demeanor — it was enough to make you putty. You couldn’t imagine how you’d act if he touched you.
“(y/n), you know what? I decided I don’t want you to go. Why not stay with me from a while?” His grip tightens on your towel, his knuckles grazing your skin.
You shudder at the slight brush of his skin on yours. It feels like an electric shock has run through you and into your very core. As you consider the tempting offer, a little voice in the back of your head starts to emerge from the depths of your lust smitten brain.
No matter how hot he was, he was still a god. Someone who wanted the destruction of humanity and who undoubtedly would be participating in Ragnarok on the side of the gods. The answer is obvious. I should say no… plus I mean, like, a god and a human? Is that even allowed? There’s just no way. I can’t just do naughty things with him…right?
“I should really go..” you say half heartedly, clearly conflicted.
“It wasn’t a request (y/n),” he says, his eyes darkening as he pulls you against him.
Before you’re able to respond, someone clears his throat behind you. You both look to see the other four armed god, a pair of arms resting on his clothed hips and the other pair of arms crossed loosely at his waist. “Shiva, you should let her go. Don’t force her.”
You almost object to his usage of the word force but decided it would be best to keep your mouth shut.
“Ahh, Rudra. You’re always so serious. I was just having some fun,” Shiva responds light heartedly, loosening his grip on your towel. “But, I guess you’re right! You know best!”
Before you had a chance to protest, Shiva had already let you go and was headed back towards the water, a pair of arms nonchalantly behind his head. You stood there, stunned at the abrupt loss of his closeness and touch. Feeling disappointed would be an understatement. You turn and manage to mutter a thank you to Rudra who nods his head in acknowledgment before also heading back to the water where the other gods had silently been watching everything unfold.
You watch Shiva as he descends further into the spring, his back facing you. You sigh dejectedly. Steam begins to fill the air again, but before Shiva is completely engulfed, he looks back at you, smirk plastered on his face as he winks at you. Your face flushes, and you could feel heat rushing to your core. Something told you that this wouldn’t be the last time you would see him.
extra scene
You hastily leave the hot spring and into the locker room. As you start to change, you replay the events of what happened in your head. The more you think about it, the more increasingly irritated you become. You were unsure if it stemmed from pent up sexual frustration or from being cornered in a potentially perilous, but completely avoidable, situation. Whatever it was, you were peeved and wanted to take it out on someone, and you knew exactly who. Once you’re fully dressed, you storm to the reception area of the hot springs and furiously approach the front desk. The same teen who checked you in was still there, face still buried in the same magazine as when you had first arrived. If he had taken his eyes off his magazine for two seconds instead of just waving you over to the male side, you wouldn’t be in this mess.
“Excuse me!” you say sharply, slamming the key card down on the counter. This spooks the teen boy into dropping his magazine, face twisted in bewilderment and fear.
“Y-Y-yes ma’am? How can I be of service to you?” the young kid stutters, scared shitless by the cross look on your face and the intense aura you exuded.
“You waved me into the male side of the hot spring! Do you know the kind of mess you got me into?! Do I look like a man to you?!”
His eyes widen, mortified. He had only hoped nothing bad happened to you. He couldn’t afford to lose this job. His mom would kill him.
“I am so sorry ma’am! No, of course I don’t think you look like a man. I must’ve made a mistake when I scanned your key card!”
He was sure that all the key cards he had scanned today belonged to all males, but even he couldn’t deny that he never really paid attention to the actual person coming in and could’ve easily made a mistake. He takes the key card and scans it, scouring the information on the computer. He looks at the screen then looks at you then back at the screen. Well no wonder he waved her over to the male side. She raises an eyebrows questioningly.
“Is something wrong?”
“Uh, your name is (f/n) (l/n) right?”
“Yes, and?”
He turns the computer screen to you. A picture of you in your fighting attire served as your ID picture and in bold letters under “sex” read male. It suddenly all made sense. You can only snort at the revelation.
“I’m sorry ma’am! I believe there was a mistake when creating your key card! I can get that fixed up. We just need to take a new picture and change you over to female-“ but before he could finish, you snatch the key card from him.
“Nope, that’s okay! That’ll be all! Thanks!” you exclaim hurriedly, setting a generous amount of bribe money down on the counter before scurrying away.
Maybe I can “accidentally” run into Shiva again.
You smile giddily to yourself as you fantasize about your next encounter with the devilishly handsome god.
The teen watches you run away, dumbfounded. “I need another job,” he complains to himself. He gathers the money and slowly grins to himself as he counts the stack of bills you left. “Or maybe not,” he says to himself, tucking the money into his pocket. He had a feeling he would probably be “accidentally” waving you over to the male side again.
shoutout to those who caught the mean girls reference! sorry if you read this nonsense lol i kept editing and rewriting for days and eventually got fed up and decided to just post it. hopefully, i’ll get better at writing!
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