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*Steven, Marc and Jake sitting in jail*
Steven: So who should we call?
Marc: I’d call Konshu, but I feel safer in jail
Jake: I can get us out
Both Steven and Marc: no killing
Jake: I can’t get us out
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(Quote not mine, it’s from a generator, but I have currently forgotten which one)
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drasin · 2 years
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What do you mean it didn't go like that? It's exactly how I remember it.
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melodygatesauthor · 8 months
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Marc X Steven - Random Horny Thots #1 - Filthy Little Boy
NSFW - DUB-CON WARNING
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Steven wakes up in the dead of night, still in his bed, to the feeling of someone behind him, pulling his pants down around his thighs. He starts to protest but he feels a large hand wrap over his mouth. He whimpers into the fingers of this unknown assailant.
“Don’t play coy Steven, I see the way you look in the mirror when you know I’m watching.”
It’s Marc.
That means they’re in the headspace, but this was new. Marc’s never done anything like this before. Steven feels the prod of Marc’s erection against his rear, but more than that, he feels Marc’s free hand snake around his waist to grab Steven’s cock in a caged fist. Steven breathes heavily into Marc’s palm.
“Leaking so much already, my needy boy. Just relax Steven, it’ll feel better if you just relax for me baby.”
Steven tries to relax, and when he does he can feel Marc’s thick length glide into his never penetrated entrance. Steven cries out in surprise. It’s painful, the stretch of his tight hole around the man’s girth, but once he lets the tension go, and he lets out a deep exhale, he can start to feel the pleasure of Marc’s evenly paced hand over his own erection while moving his length deeper inside.
“That’s it baby boy, let me take good care of you. I know exactly how you like it.” Marc’s tone is gruff and almost dark. “I see you peeking over at the mirror while you jerk yourself off every fucking night. You think I didn’t notice what a little tease you were being?”
Marc snaps his hips forward and Steven moans deeply. He’s never felt so full in all his life. Steven’s watering eyes roll back in his head while Marc fucks him harder. Marc was right, Steven had secretly been fisting his own release in the hopes that Marc might see him and would do something like this, but Steven wasn’t brave enough to just ask for it.
“You’re drooling so fucking much,” Marc took his hand off Steven’s mouth and grabbed his hair, tugging his head back. “Such a pathetic little boy you are. Can’t even ask me to fuck you. You’re so hard for me, so needy—fuck.”
Marc leans in and kisses Steven, moaning deep into his alter’s mouth. Steven groans in response. His eyes close but then snap back open when he feels Marc tug on his dark locks.
“You’re gonna fucking look at me while you coat my fingers Steven,” Marc’s hips start moving unevenly, “f-fuck you’re tight Steven, oh I’m gonna fill this little hole, nothing you can do about it…fuck it’s so good.”
“M-Marc, oh god, you’re so big I—I can’t handle anymore…gonna explode if you come in me!” Steven cries out in a mix of pleasure and pain as the man behind him starts slamming faster.
“Good, hope you’re so full of me that your tummy can’t take it…I want you crying on this cock Steven, f-fuck!”
Marc’s hips stop and he starts pumping Steven full of his hot cum, coating his walls and filling him to the brim. Steven couldn’t even utter a single word, his voice just a mess of raspy whines as he spills over Marc’s caged fingers. Marc brings his messy hand up to Steven’s mouth when he’s finished emptying into Marc’s palm.
He pries Steven’s lips open with his cum soaked fingers and slides them inside, “clean up this fucking mess you made, you filthy little boy.”
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sunny-rants · 2 years
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“Steven??”
“Marc???”
“Steven!!!”
“Marc!!!”
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kajaono · 3 months
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Marc trying to stop Steven from seeing all the traumatizing childhood memories is actually heartbreaking in two ways: by stopping Steven from seeing these things Marc - first at all - protects himself
But imo Marc loves Steven deeply, because at this point of the story Steven has become a person on his own, not just a split personality. And Marc loves Stevens innocence and his pure heart. He doesn’t want Steven to become traumatized as well, not only for his own sake but also for Stevens sake
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bisexual-cryptid · 2 years
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some random person flirting with marc: damn, i bet you’re crazy in bed.
marc, tired and just wants to go home to layla and steven: yeah, i got rabies and shit.
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ivanawho · 2 years
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Moon Knight // ep. 6 Gods and Monsters
How to bargain with a god
Or
Annoying a god 101 with Prof. Steven Grant
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ostara-x · 2 years
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more screencaps of marc and steven moments
the way they look at each other AHHHH
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Steven realizing he can't fuck Marc because he's literally looking at a mirror
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mandofury · 2 years
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Marc is extremely possessive of Steven, he'll viciously fight off anyone to keep what is his. No one touches his Steven.
Steven is jealous of anyone flirting with his Marc. He'll fend off anyone who dares try to take his Marc away.
Their love is intense, primal, and eternal. They've been brought together and they'll never let one another go.
Side Note: This is my personal favorite trope that I like. Possessiveness/Jealousy are my thing. If anyone dislikes it that's totally okay, I do welcome seeing how others see them!
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deadqueerboys · 2 years
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Steven: Marc is a selfish baby, he deserves love.
Jake: Say that for our mother.
Marc: Sleep. It's the first time I've askying for this.
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Jake: Do you ever want to talk about your emotions, Marc?
Marc: … No.
Steven: I do!
Jake: I know, Steven.
Steven: I’m sad!
Jake: I know, Steven.
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(Quote not mine, it’s from a generator, but I have currently forgotten which one)
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drasin · 2 years
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🎵 Just the two of us 🎶
and two goldfish…
…and our wife Layla
…and Jake sleeping deep down (in Spanish)
…and Khonshu, who is still around.
Quite a crowd, don't ya think?
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I have this hopesless romantic idea of self-love that can only be soothed through rewatching Moonknight until I throw up
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sunny-rants · 2 years
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they both finally got the hug they fucking deserve!!!
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syrma-sensei · 2 years
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Steven always appreciates those quiet moments after he and Marc have sex; lying naked on bed, him nuzzling into Marc's shoulder as the latter wraps a strong arm around his waist and plants soft and languid kisses on the crown of his head. Steven swoons at the gesture; it's quite rare when Marc shows those signs of affections. No, Marc always lavishes him with sentiments, especially during passion throes, he always seeks Steven's pleasure before his, always takes care of him, pampering him when they're intimate. But Steven wishes, only wishes, to not feel the wall Marc normally puts. He doesn't feel its existence when they have sex, but it always comes back when they're done, and it bothers Steven.
Tonight though, Steven's head is on the pillow, instead of his smooched cheek against Marc's skin, his eyes never leaving the other's face whose eyes are staring up at the ceiling.
Steven doesn't utter a word, because he knows better that, sometimes, Marc needs some time clearing his head, to be left alone yet Steven is by his side. He told him that before; he finds tranquility in Steven's present at his side in a silent night.
Steven grabs Marc's hand and plays with it, circling his palm with his fingertip, and curling his fingers. Marc doesn't comment, and doesn't give any signal of irritation as well, so Steven continues.
Marc doesn't shift till he feels Steven's delicate lips pressing to the back of his hand; he turns his head, Steven carries on and kisses each of Marc's fingertips.
Steven startles when he senses Marc's gaze on him.
“Sorry, got carried away,” He draws his hands away timidly.
Marc raises an eyebrow, and shifts to the side, resting his head on his hand. Steven gazes dumbly at him, he begins to sweat as Marc keeps looking at him vaguely. Has he done something wrong?
Then, Steven shivers. He shudders as Marc's rough fingers trace his face, thumb brushing lightly on Steven's lips. Marc's touch is so soft, so loving; Steven feels overwhelmed, and can't fight the urge of it, he kisses the pad of Marc's thumb.
Marc's face softens, feeling something tightening in his chest. Fuck, why does it feel so good? Steven's lips grazing his calloused fingers, and his eyes looking at him in a mix of awe and adoration and anticipation.
“Sorry, did it again—”
“Did I say I didn't like it?” Marc arches a playful brow.
“Yeah — I mean no.”
Marc's lips strech in a smile, why the hell is Steven so cute? How can he be hesitant yet too much adorable?
Marc tips Steven's chin with his thumb and forefinger, commenting firmly, “Then stop saying sorry, baby,”
Steven feels heat smearing his ears and cheeks red, his heart pacing up. He still doesn't understand why his body reacts in such manner when Marc acts this way. They've been together and in love for a while now. They've made love and fucked a lot, and it means a lot; since they were given separated bodies and got together, Marc has an insatiable appetite for Steven. He has claimed him in every way possible, has explored and pleasured him till Steven cried and begged him to never stop, shameless and greedy. Yet, here he is getting confused and shy at those simple gestures.
“S-So you liked it?” Steven asks gingerly, eyes never leaving Marc's.
“Yes,”
Steven's heart hammer against his ear.
“Can I keep doing it?”
“Yes,”
Another pound against his ear.
Steven looks at Marc's hand and grasps it, but the latter twists the former's wrist a bit and presses a lingering kiss on the back of Steve's hand.
“I love you,”
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