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pimosworld · 4 months

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Bad days

Pairing- Steven grant x f!reader, hints of Marc and Jake x f!reader.

Summary- You help Steven relax and cure his bad day.

CW-18+,MDNI,NSFW, porn with a little plot, angst, fluff, Steven being unsure at first, oral m receiving, cum eating, slight sub Steven,Dom reader, Marc and Jake being teases and helpful because it’s them.

WK-2.4k

A/N- Making Steven feel good is like candy to me so I hope you enjoy this.

Not beta read

[Moon Knight Masterlist][Main Masterlist]

You set the groceries down to knock on the door to Stevens flat. You don’t hear any movement on the other side of the door for a few brief moments. You know Steven wasn’t always punctual but he never missed an opportunity for you to cook him dinner.

It was a little nerve wracking at first taking over his job in the gift shop. He was promoted to tour guide at the museum but Donna insisted he train his replacement.

Marc was annoyed in the beginning. How hard could it be to work in a gift shop? He knew Steven had been waiting for so long to be a tour guide and told him in so many words to tell Donna to shove off. Until you walked in.

For once in his life Steven didn’t bumble his way through an introduction. You loved the way he cared so deeply for the regular patrons and cataloged all the items in the gift shop.

He gave you a taweret plushie on your last day of training and couldn’t contain his excitement when you wrapped your arms around him as a thank you.

Ask her now

It wasn’t often Jake made an appearance, but since you’ve come into the picture he was making himself more and more known.

He’s right, ask her

It was a problem for Steven when Marc and Jake were getting along. He has yet to make his condition known to you, but he’s noticed you smirking when he’s talking out loud or having a stern conversation with his reflection in the glass of the gift shop.

“I was wondering if maybe…you’d like to go to dinner with me sometime?”

You said yes before he could even get the words out.

That was a few months ago.

****

Steven noticed you at the end of the hallway as the doors to the lift opened.

I told you to just give her a key hermano

Steven didn’t want to just hand you a key like Marc or Jake would. He wanted it to be special…he already had it made, he just needed an opportunity to present it to you. He’s been so busy with his promotion he’s barely had time for you.

You offered to cook him dinner and he couldn’t even bother to be on time for that.

He looks so tired, even from where you’re standing. You can tell he’s had a rough day and you’re determined to make it better. It’s not often the boys let you spoil them, always so concerned with your needs.

Steven had needs too…he just needed a gentle reminder.

****

“I’m sorry I’m so late, Love.” He pecks your lips as he drops some scrolls to the ground to fish out his keys.

“It’s okay Steven, I haven't been waiting long.” You bend over to pick up the groceries as he drops his keys.

“Oh bollocks, can’t even open my own door.” You try to grab his shoulder as he picks them up from the floor. He mutters something under his breath about being clumsy and your certain Marc or Jake aren’t helping.

“Steven, honey.” You wrap your arms around him as you slowly grab the keys. “Let me help you.”

Steven wants to protest but your hands are like magic covering his. He has to pinch himself everyday to remind himself he’s not dreaming, when it comes to you. Marc and Jake may give him a hard time but he never lets them forget that you were interested in him first.

He sighs into your touch as you slowly open the door. “You’re too good to me, you know that.” He scoops the groceries in one arm and the scrolls in the other.

“There’s no such thing as too good.” Your lips curve into a smile before you lean in and kiss him and he nearly drops everything in his arms.

“Why don’t you set that stuff down and get comfortable.”

He goes to protest but you place your finger on his lips. “Go wash off this awful day, change into something comfortable and relax.” You kiss him again a little deeper and longer, you can feel him sigh into it as you start to pull away. “I’m not taking no for an answer.”

I would do what she says if I were you.

He pinches himself before he heads off to the bathroom.

****

Steven notes the delicious smell wafting through the flat as he pulls on his favorite jumper and sweatpants. Although he knows whenever he comments on how good it smells you always tell him it’s just garlic and onions.

You’re a picture of domestic perfection as you finish putting something in the oven. You wipe your hands on the small towel as you look up and smile at him.

His feet are rooted to the spot in the living room as you make your way towards him,you look like you want to devour more than just the food. The urge to look over his shoulder and make sure he’s the one you’re looking at is strong.

Your soft hand gently grabs his wrist as you pull him toward the couch. Perhaps Marc or Jake took control of his legs because he certainly doesn’t remember how he swiftly ended up seated with you on your knees in front of him.

The words are leaving your mouth but he can’t hear anything over the buzzing in his ears as you rub your hands up and down his legs.

“What did you say love?” You smirk and lean up, pulling his face to yours as your soft lips meet his. He could stay like this, just kissing you as he melts into the couch. The stress of the day pouring off him like the rain outside.

“I said…did you have a bad day?” You trail kisses along his jaw and nip at his earlobe as you wait for his answer.

“Yes.” It comes out as a confession, like he’s ashamed to admit that he has bad days doing his dream job.

Your warm hands roam under his sweater along his chest and trail down as you hook your fingers in his waistband. His breathing is coming in too fast and he tries to calm himself down as your body brushes against the obvious tent in his sweats.

“Do you want me to make it better?” It’s a whisper in his ear that he hears loud and clear as your hands wait for permission.

Say yes Steven

It must’ve been too long, because his head mates urge him to answer you before you change your mind. As if you ever would.

“Yes…please.” You chuckle at his rushed out response as if you can read his mind and know exactly what they’re saying.

It drives him a little bit wild that you’re giving him this attention. He was always a little more reserved than Marc and not as bold as Jake. He’s never been treated like this. The sole purpose of someone’s desires.

You tug a little on his pants and bite your lip. He lifts his hips to help you as you pull them down just enough to pool at his feet. He’s achingly hard as your hand reaches out to pump him a few times.

He bites down on his tongue to keep from coming at the first touch of you. It’s only been a few days and he’s already so desperate for anything you’ll give him.

The genuine look of enjoyment on your face as you stare at it like it’s an appetizer to a four course meal is something he’ll have to frame in his mind.

The feel of your hand is quickly replaced with your mouth as you slide down the length of him, your plush lips wrapped around his cock as you hum in approval. Finally provided the relief you both wanted.

He chokes back a moan as your tongue slides back up, slowly twirling around the tip. A drop of precum trails down the side and you tilt your head licking it up like an ice cream cone. Not wanting to waste a drop.

Fuck

Your hands are on his legs again as you rub them in time with your head as you bob up and down, moaning around his cock sending chills up his spine.

You loved watching Steven let go. It was exhilarating that you could make someone come undone. The dark look in his eyes is almost similar to Marc’s but you know by the noises coming from him and the way his hands grip the couch it’s your sweet Steven.

Put your hand on the back of her head

“What?” He rasps out above you.

You come off with a pop and take in his unruly curls as the sweat forms on his furrowed brow.

“I didn’t say anything honey.” He stares blankly at you for a moment before he realizes he must’ve spoke out loud.

Idiota

“Sorry love, you can keep going…if you want to—

His rambling is cut short as you take him into your mouth again, not wasting a moment as your lips slide all the way down his cock. Your nose brushes the curls at the base and you gag a little.

“Sorry love…” Steven begins to apologize but you don’t seem to be stopping.

Listen to me and don’t say anything

Perhaps he should just listen to Marc, he’s never…well maybe not never, but he’s rarely led him astray.

Put your hand on the back of her head and Gently…go with her movements.

You glance up at Steven who nods his head as he places his hand on the back of yours. He’s looking at you with those puppy dog eyes like he’s asking for permission to do what you’ve been wanting this whole time. Enjoy it.

You hollow out your cheeks and pull him in deeper as he audibly moans a little louder. His nails scratch lightly at your scalp as he pushes you down a little further. His bold movements turn you on even more than you were before. You breathe through your nose and push past the burning in your lungs to stay on the edge of his pleasure for a little longer.

“You’re perfect, you know that?” He mostly says it to himself as you whine your response because you can't really answer at the moment. Not verbally at least.

You know you probably look a mess as your mascara runs down your cheeks and the drool pools outside your mouth as he takes what he wants. Except he’s looking at you like you hung the moon as his free hand swipes a stray tear from the corner of your eye.

It feels like he’s in the duwat again the way he’s floating between this reality and the next. He struggles to keep his eyes on you as he throws his head back against the couch finally relinquishing all control he had over his emotions.

The sounds of your mouth and the muttering of praises are all he can focus on as the familiar feeling starts to creep up his back and infiltrate his brain.

You can feel his legs tense beneath your hands as the grip in your hair tightens instinctually.

“I’m…im close love, you don’t have to.”

Cállate y déjale

“It’s okay Steven, you can let go.” You half pant out as you resume before he can protest.

You place your hand on top of his and urge him on as he curses under his breath. His hips stutter slightly as he feels himself let go, spilling hot ropes of come into your mouth. You don’t let up as you swallow every drop until he’s boneless beneath you. His cock twitches slightly as you come off, slowly catching your breath. His hand drops to the couch with a thud as you raise up next to him and brush his curls out of his face.

The redness on his neck dissipates with every breath that he takes in. He may have been close to passing out if you hadn’t stopped soon.

“That was…incredible.” He half whispers to himself and you chuckle into his neck as you place soft kisses to his sweaty skin.

“I’m glad I could help.”

The timer on the oven beeps bringing your attention back to the dinner you started when you told him to relax.

“Ooohh, the lasagna is done.I hope you’re hungry.” You bounce up off the couch as he stands and pulls his sweats back on.

He feels like he ran a marathon and food sounds delightful at the moment.

“You made my favorite?” It’s said as more of a question than a statement as he watches you move around his kitchen like you’ve been here all your life.

“I made two actually.” You cut into one and place a serving on each of your plates. “Vegan and meat sauce. I’ll mark them for you so you know which is which.”

I love her

Ella es perfecta

You lick the sauce off your finger and he’s brought back to what you just did for him on the couch.

“I have something for you love.” Steven heads to the room briefly and digs through his jacket pocket before he finds it.

He sheepishly returns to the kitchen island where you’re digging into your smaller portion of lasagna. He’s trying to rid his head of these thoughts for a second as you make the same noises from before as you savor your food.

His hand shakily slides the key towards you and you set your fork down to pick it up. The beautiful brass key looks so big in your delicate hands.

“Is this my prize?” You ask with a mischievous glint in your eye.

Smooth

“Oh no…I’ve been meaning to give it to you for a while. I didn’t plan it this way…it was supposed to be special and well…”

“Shhh. Steven, relax, I'm just joking.” He eases a little at your words, knowing you’re just teasing him. You and Jake had that down better than he or Marc ever could. “I love it honey, thank you for trusting me with this.”

You lean in and place a kiss to his cheek, shorter than he would care for. He never wants you to stop touching him if he could help it.

“Eat up, before it gets cold.”

Before I take the body and eat my own

No me parece

He eats while they bicker, not wanting to waste another precious moment with you.

****

Your phone buzzes in your pocket as you stare out the window of the bus on the way home from work.

Steven: where are you love?

On the bus I just left work, how was your day?

Steven: It was quite dreadful

I’ll be home soon to make it better

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soratsuart · 9 months

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Hey, you know something that really bothers me from the Fnaf fandom? The way the general fandom and theorizers ignore the daycare attendant.

Like, it could be just me, but I've never seen anyone outside of the DCA sub fandom talk about them and it's so??? Am I the only one who thinks they're being set up to be kind of important??? Take the ruin dlc trailer for example. They could have chosen anything to be the miniature for the video. Hell, the ruin logo itself would have worked. But no, they chose to spoil the trailer itself by putting Eclipse on it, one of the only two characters the fandom is theorising that might be friendly and the only one that actually does a friendly gesture towards Cassie (I'm sorry, but I really didn't interpret Roxy's head tilting as her being non-agressive until other people started saying it and I still have many doubts about her being friendly in contrast to Eclipse when Sun is there too).

Also, the Daycare has a big presence in the trailer too??? It's where we first see the Vanny mask being used and the virtual reality thingy. They could have chosen anywhere to show us that, but it's specifically the daycare.

And that's not even counting all the strange things surrounding them in the main game, like hello???? Sun is literally the only animatronic in the whole fucking Pizzaplex that doesn't try to kill you and that can't even jumpscare you even though Moon apparently is affected by the Glitchtrap virus. How come Sun isn't aggressive while Moon is even though they share a body??? Shouldn't the both of them be infected????

Also, Moon is weirdly more... Self aware than other enemies in the Pizzaplex??? The others act all deranged and like they're not fully conscious of what they're doing, while Moon always stroke me as being fully aware of his own actions?? That might just be my impression tho.

And what's up with the endo daycare??? Why is that whole area Moon themed???? Not even Daycare Attendant themed, Sun is not present there at all, it's all Moon. Why Moon? Why not Sun or both??? Especially when supposedly the company only wanted Sun for the daycare and they just couldn't get rid of the light trigger. I don't know about you, but if I made a room dedicated to teaching robots how to take care of children, I'd have the iconography of the place to be about the actual animatronic I want to take care of children. It's so interesting and yet I've seen almost no one talk about it. Fnaf fandom you're missing out on a lot.

TL;DR: The general Fnaf fandom isn't paying enough attention to the Daycare Attendant even though I believe they might be setting them to be more important than we realize

#five nights at freddy's #fnaf #five nights at freddy's security breach #fnaf security breach #fnaf sb #daycare attendant #fnaf daycare attendant #fnaf sun #fnaf moon #my boys deserve more attention fr #yet somehow they get so ignored outside their own sub fandom #smh #soratsu speaks

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lokischickadee · 1 year

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The accuracy of this!!!!

#steven grant x reader #steven grant fluff #steven grant imagine #marc spector x reader #sub marc spector #moon boys headcanon #marc spector headcanon #marc spector imagine

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keenzinemugstudent · 7 months

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Okay but hear me out your a vampire and your friends with Steven Grant who doesn't know he hasn't seen you in weeks and is worried he goes to your house he walks in looking everywhere for you he sees you hunched over your bed breathing heavily he panics thinking your hurt and than next thing he knows he is pinned to the bed he sees your red eyes and fangs you were a sight I mean he always thought you were beautiful but right now he was honestly terrified !

"Y-Y/n? Love what-"

You growl at him showing your teeth before you frowned giving the man below you an confused look on your beautiful face.

"Steven?"

He gives a small nervous wave.

"H-hello?"

"Steven?!"

"That's me Steven with a V."

"What are you doing here?! Wait oh no you know!"

You apologized to him multiple times for attacking him but it just said it was fine (liar)

And whatever else y'all can think of

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therealmilfdennys · 2 years

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Give us the pegging Steven hc NOW🤤🤤

Alrighty first of like four lol. Stven Grant Pegging Headcanons cw: pegging obvi, sex onbvi, praise/degredation kink, femdom (but kinda reads like trans male too so) Jake Lockley’s good natured bullying, and obviously sub!steven grant. mndi please god i dont want to be sued

Alright to start off he 100% does not bring this up the first time. He wants to, desperately, but the words can’t escape him. He feels like his jaw is glued together permanantly everytime he tries to bring it up. You bring it up casually, over dinner, and he almost chokes on his veggie wrap. He flushes red and his eyes widen and he looks os sweet sitting there with a leg suddenly thrown over the other. He’d finish chewing and clear his throat, running a finger around his collar. Lockley in the back of his head making some snarky little remark, something about him being pillowbiter he doesnt know for sure. He’s focused on your warm hands pressing against his cheeks. He’staring up at you in a daze, eyes a little hazy. You get scared for a moment because you’re genuinely afraid you broke the poor thing. Until he pouts a bit and goes “Here I am working up the courage to ask and it’s like you’ve read my mind” It probably forces a little “HA!” out of you, your own cheeks heating a bit. He leans up and kisses you a bit. You hadn’t been planning on doing it this afternoon but he’s making you want to.

Needless to say you order your equipment. A nice soft beige colored harness and the smallest dildo the website said was good for ‘begginers’, whcih you felt was safe to assume of Steven. He’s bubbling over with excitement when the packages arrive, scooping them up in strong arms to drop on the bed and unwrap while you’re at work. He stares at them for a good bit, lube, toy, harness, all laid neatly on the made bed. He psychs himself out, once, twice, and then decides he trusts you with this with some coaxing from Marc and some gentle teasing from Jake.

You return home to a shirtless Steven Grant which is odd but not unwelcome. He’s fidgety, keeps throwing you simmering little nervous glances. His cheeks and ears seem eternally stained pink. “We uhh, we got a few packages in the post today. Thought- Well I thought I’d let you know.” He states what he hopes is casually. He’s burning up inside and he fucking HOPES you can’t see actual steam rolling ot of his ears like some silly cartoon Jake watches. It makes you laugh through your nose, hi lack of subtely. He’s been walking around half naked (by his standards at least) all evening and he knows the only things you’ve ordered have been the ‘equipment’. It’s sweet of him to try.

He ends up on his back, holding his left hin to keep himself open wide enough for you to work betweeen his legs. HIs thighs quiver every couple of seconds, He’s whimpering and keening quitely as you work him open, slow and sure. One hand patting at his thigh as the other rubs at his hole gently, dipping in for a few seconds every now and then.

He has his head thrown back when you finally wiggle two fingers in. He’s relaxed and pliant underneath you, staring dazed up the slanted ceiling. “Feels so good...” “S’so sensitive lovey..” “Oh please love...” He’s talking to distract himself from the overwhelming feeling and his stiff cock laid against the softness of his tummy. He swears you spent an hour getting him worked up and now you’re spending another hour stretching him open. “I’m ready, I’m ready please sweet thing. Wan’it so bad.” He whmipers pitifully, arms lsung over his burning face. The first stroke in has him gasping for air he cant seem to get. It worries you for a moment, but the drip of pre that slides from the tip of his pretty cock makes you stop short of stopping our hips. When you finally slide hom he drops from his seized position to partially sprawl himself across the bed, a dizzy little grin on his lips.

“That feels lovely,,” “I’m so full darlin...oh its heavenly..” He gets praisey when he feels good, knows how much you like to know he’s enjoying himself. This is one of the only times he feels brave enough to voice it. The first couple of thrusts pull out little choked sounds from deep in his chest. He almost sounds pained but the bliss in his eyes is enough to tell you he’s not. ONce a steady rythym is built, hes moaning like a common whore and you tell him as such. “Sweet boy you sound like a slut..” “Sound so pretty bub, know you can be louder though, don’t think the neighbours can hear you yet.” It’s all in good nature, and you know he knows if his answering groans are anything to go off of. His cock is slick when you grasp it, thumb sliding up and around the tip just to make his hips twitch for a minute. He’s desperae to cum, eyes honest to god a little teary, looking pitiful in a way only Steven can. It’s endearing honestly.

Your own thighs feel a little slick as you watch him unravel beneath you, on the silly bright pink plastic cock you’d bought just for him. When he cums its with a punched out little sound that you can tell comes from deep in his tummy. He tries to curl in on himself but he cant, so he makes a mess of himself, flushed head to toe, making little whimpering sounds as he comes down, tears finally leaking from the corners of his eyes. He falls to the bed in a haze, euphoric bliss written across his face. You kiss his chest and praise him gently. Telling him how well he took it, Telling him you’d definately be doing this again. He giggles a little when you lean up to kiss all over his damp cheeks and forehead.

He obvously eats you out like a man starved after he calms down a bit, absolutely heartbroken at the thought of leaving you unsatisfied.

anyway! hes a slut and i love him :(

#steven grant x reader #steven grant #steven grant smut #sub!steven grant #moon knight boys #jake lockley mention #marc spector mention #moon knight #mr knight #poor little meow meow

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madammidnightsblog · 1 year

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Jungwoo & Taeil (NCT127) as Subs

Jungwoo

Very whiny and clingy baby

Has to be touching, near, and kissing you at all times or he will be pouty

Loves loves loves your boobs! Had to be touching or sucking them

May seem vanilla but hardcore kinky

Into cross dressing and lingerie

Wants to be used as a sex doll by you

Has a million toys, whips, paddles, rope, and candles

Loves doggystyle the most because he loves being on all fours

Literally worships you

Not afraid to act up get punished

Calls you mommy 100% and only calls you that no matter who is around and where he is

Is into exhibition so expect him to do whatever in public or in SM

Pet play is his favorite

Loves lavender and rose baths for aftercare along with cuddles

Cries about everything even if he asked for it

Will let you burn him with cigarettes if you’re into it

Records everything during sex so he can watch it when he can’t see you

Easily jealous

Only wants be called princess and will pout and cry if called something else

Doesn’t want you to give your attention to anyone else but him, he will throw a fit over it

Pull his hair, smack him, and bite him he wants it all

More of a receiver

Taeil

Very shy and clingy too

Vanilla but never boring

Extremely cute baby and cries easily, has the cutest crying face

Missionary all the way unless very needy or you ask because he wants to see you and hold hands but gets shy when you see the faces he makes

Little spoon

Cuddles and massages as aftercare

Very obedient because he hates to disappoint you

Definitely a giver

Will only call you mommy when you two are alone

Doesn’t mind wearing girly clothes if it’s just the two of you

Has a thing for wearing vibrators around the dorm

Has a cute crybaby moan and is embarrassed about, always trying to cover his mouth

Praise kink!!!!

Loves big dildos and buttplugs

Very hurt him or degrade him, he will cry and doubt himself

His the biggest role play kink

Had sex while watching porn

Has creamed his pants during practice due to a buttplug

Ate you out and rode your strap with Yuta sleeping in the room

Has a threesome with you and Yuta

Only wants to be called baby boy

#nct x reader #sub kpop #kim jungwoo #moon taeil #nct 127 #kpop boys #x dom reader #baby boy #sub nct #nct smut #k pop smut

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tyblackthornsheadphones · 1 year

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i need marc spector with a praise kink more than i need oxygen please please please give me fic recommendations

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deathc-re · 2 years

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marc spector x gn! reader drabble

warning: implied smut, kissing, nipple play, praising (marc receiving), semi public, teasing and kinda ooc marc lmao

an: omg their back?! sorry i went mia lmao. i started this like early august but whatever better late than never

the warm night air surrounded the two of you while you left the restaurant, stomachs full with lazy smiles on your faces. as you approached your shared apartment you noticed a small alley way just about a block away.

a wicked smirk crossed your face as you interlaced your fingers with his.

"hm?" he hummed, turning to you with a quirked brow.

"hey baby, i got something to show you ok? follow me." your smile was innocent but he could tell from your tone of voice. you were planning something.

without giving him a chance to respond you pulled him towards the alley. it was still, quiet. unnoticed by the few passerby's and the perfect place to be just the right amount of annoying to your lover boy marc.

"is something wrong my love?" he asked cautiously, searching your face.

you only looked up with a smile, inner brows raised as you pushed him against the wall, hands wandering under his shirt. he looked at you surprised and confused.

"i was just thinking," you started, fingers brushing over hardening nipples, " how about i give you a preview of what's to come when we get home?"

you leaned forwards, breath tickling the fold of his ear, " just a taste tho, ok?"

with a shaky inhale he nodded, hands that were recently raised dropped to his sides. you giggled and placed a wet kiss to his neck.

"what a good boy!"

your leg pushed in between his, rubbing at his area while you caught his lips. a subtle growl left him and you felt a bulge grow against your lower thigh.

you smiled into the kiss and moved down. kissing his jaw and suckling away at the soft skin of his neck. he stifled a groan, using the back of his hand to cover his mouth.

"y-you sure you wanna do this here, love?" he mumbled against your temple, voice low. dangerous. his large hand landed on your hips, pulling you ever closer and jerking your knee up. causing him to gasp.

you chuckled and pulled back, staring him in the eyes while your hands pinched and squeezed at his perky brown buds. his face screwed while he struggled to keep eye contact. there was nothing you wanted to do more than take him here, in this alleyway and hope no innocent kid on a stroll with their mom came passing by.

you let out a breathy chuckle and intertwined your finger with marc's. he looked at you with a quirked brow and an air or impatience.

"let's get home baby, i just remembered i always skip the previews."

#[moon's mind]#gender neutral fanfic #marc spector #moonknight #drabble #oneshot #x reader #gender neutral y/n #sub marc spector #moon boys #date night #headcanon #short fic #marc spector x gn!reader #marc spector x reader #marc spector smut #implied sex

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yourftmfriend · 2 years

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I just wanna see afab! Steven come undone on my fingers

Oh he’d be so cute

Trying not to make too much noise but failing

He tries to cover his face and mouth with his hands but you pin his wrists above his head so he can’t hide his face or voice from you

Make him look in your eyes

He’d look so beautiful with tears welling up in his eyes and drool running down his chin and a pretty blush on his face

You tell him how pretty he is and how he sounds like an angel

Your soft words are enough to make him cum on your fingers

“You can take one more right pretty boy??”

He just nods his head

He wants to be good for you

He wants to be your good boy

You stroke his clit with your tumb while fingering him

It has him seeing stars

Bonus point if you eat him out through his orgasm

He’d love it if you cuddle him after it

#im soft #top male reader #dom male reader #dom gn reader #top gn reader #fingering.#sub moon knight #moon boys #male reader #afab steven grant x male reader #afab moon knight #so cute #beautiful beautiful boy

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syrma-sensei · 2 years

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sub!Moon bois>>>>>>>>>>>>dom!moon bois

can't change my mind 😌

right, @wysteria-clad? 😏

#moon knight #marc spector #steven grant #jake lockley #sub marc spector #sub steven grant #sub jake lockley #moon knight mcu #moon bois #moon boys

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stevengrantmommy · 2 years

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I'm calling out all the mk writers... WE R RUNNING OUT OF SUB!MOONBOYS CONTENT AND ESPECIALLY STEVEN PLZZZ DO SOMETHING!!!

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The sun and the moon

🌙Pairing- Moon boys x f!reader, Khonshu x Hathor

🌗Series summary- You, a long lost descendant of Hathor, crosses paths with Moon Knight. A chance for Khonshu to reconcile with his past and a chance for the boys to have a future.

🌘CW-18+,NSFW,MDNI, Friends to lovers,Angst, Fluff, flirting, smut, fingering, unprotected piv, soft dom reader, slight sub Steven, lots of communication.

WC-4.7k

A/N- I know this has taken me forever but I’m back with this story. I was feeling a little discouraged but decided to press on. For those that have stuck around I appreciate you so much.

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Chapter 2

Forgiveness is a sign that the person who has wronged you, means more to you than the wrong they have dealt.

Steven has said it so many times to tourists and people he’s guided that he loves living here. So much so that he thought he was starting to believe it himself. The city is nice, his flat is nice and everything is just as it should be. Except for days like this when he can’t imagine why he lives here. The umbrella does absolutely nothing to shield him from the sideways rain that pelts his jacket and stings his face as he runs up the steps of the museum. He puts a tight smile on as he reaches the top and closes it, trying to shake off any excess before entering the building. His previous annoyance leaves his brain so quickly he can’t even remember why he was getting so worked up.

You’re standing there, leaning against the welcome desk. He has to hide the flush running up his neck at the thought of practically having you memorized from behind. You’re wearing a flowy black dress with small gold hieroglyphics as the print. On anyone else it might look a little on the nose but on you it’s adorable. You're laughing and nodding your head as you speak in that palliative tone, like you’re addressing a toddler who just did something brave or new. He can see now why as he gets a glimpse of J.B. the head of security grinning at you pleased as punch.

Idiota

“Relax, Jake he’s harmless.”

Why would the head of security be some harmless imbecile?

Steven ignores him as he approaches the desk, J.B. waving like…well he can’t say it now or Jake would be right so he’ll just say enthusiastically.

“Morning Steven.” The man is so smitten with you he actually greeted him by the proper name.

You stiffen at that and gather your things from the desk top. You don’t look his way as you offer a sincere smile to the other man. It pricks a little at his heart.

“It was nice meeting you James,I’ll be looking forward to the word of the day tomorrow.” You wave him off with your honey sweet tone and saunter away.

“You want to know the word of the day?” J.B. flips open a small booklet as Steven feels the panic rising in his gut. Did he do something? That night had been nothing short of magical and then you were gone. He knew you would be nervous and excited about your first day so he chalked it up to that when you didn’t return his texts or calls. He was obviously being stupidly optimistic that you had enjoyed the night in the same manner.

“Sorry mate, maybe tomorrow.” He scurries off trying to catch up with you without looking like he’s chasing you.

“It’s Kindred!” He yells over his shoulder as a few people look on in confusion.

He shakes his head as he picks up his pace a little. You can’t move very fast in your cute strappy heels but you certainly try and that tears his heart a little more. He’s thankful the hallway is empty as he finally catches up to you, he gently grabs your elbow as you turn to him and he’s fully hemorrhaging now when he sees your eyes.

“Love what’s wrong?”

You just shake your head and wipe your eyes. “I don’t want to cry on my first day.” A small laugh escapes you. “Well, I don’t want to cry anymore.”

Steven

“Not now Marc.”

He brushes his thumb against your cheeks, wiping a stray tear, he’s relieved you don’t pull away but you’ve got this far away look in your eyes. “Did I do something to upset you?”

Steven

“I’m a little busy at the moment.”

He seems distracted and genuinely concerned. You know it wasn’t in his nature to be mean, but you waited for so long. No note or sign that he would be back, or maybe he stepped out for coffee. You waited and waited until it started to feel like you couldn’t breathe.

“That morning.” You glance around making sure you are alone. “You were gone and I waited.” The tears start to flow again. It's so embarrassing to be crying in the hall on your first day.

Steven, it’s my fault

His eyes go wide for a moment as he regains his composure. He doesn’t want to immediately throw Marc under the bus so he scrambles for an explanation.

Blame Khonshu, he won’t even know

DON'T BLAME ME WORM

Steven ignores the giant bird at the end of the hallway, unsure of why he’s even here. “Well you see Love, sometimes Khonshu needs us at the last minute. I know that’s not an excuse but I promise it’ll never happen-“

You cut off his rambling as you wrap your arms around him, nearly knocking the wind out of him in the process.

See I told you it would work.

You lean back looking up into his puppy dog eyes. “I thought maybe you were having second thoughts.”

“Of course not, never that. In fact I’d like to…we’d like to make it up to you.” He scrunches his nose and you wonder if Jake or maybe even Marc are listening. “Dinner, our place on Friday….I promise no waking up alone.”

You peek around him as you start to hear voices down the hall. Your lips meet his briefly as his hands start to wander. “ I’d love to.”You run away before you have a chance to see the awestruck look on his face. You don’t want to get caught kissing a coworker on your first day of your new job.

Why is he here?

You don’t notice the bird leaning against the wall watching you intently as you enter the office now marked with your name on it.

****

Maybe it was the flirty texts that you kept sending each other all week, or the anticipation of not having seen them because you were so busy with taking on the new duties of your job. Perhaps the cute little notes they would leave under your office door has something to do with it.

My word of the day is peeved.

Peeved that a bloke like j.b. Even thinks he has a chance.

You chuckle at the yellow post it that was slid under your door after lunch. It’s cute how Steven has absolutely no clue that you aren’t interested in each other in the least bit. J.B is sweet and unassuming but he doesn’t hold that same charm that you see in them. It is nice however to feel wanted and sought after. It wasn’t that you were trying to make them jealous but they deserved a little shake up after the stunt they pulled that first night you stayed over.

In all honesty you knew for a fact that your relationship was strictly platonic, having met the girl that caught his eye that led small exhibit tours. You may have had a direct hand in setting them up on their first date.

It didn’t stop you from relishing in the attention from Steven or Jake making the occasional unsolicited appearance at the museum despite their protests. Just to check on you.

It’s ironic how Marc catches on first…that day before your planned date when they enter the lobby and he can feel the heat rising in his chest at the sight of you leaning against the welcome desk. The knit brown dress hugging your body in all the right ways and those damn heels that he’s not sure how you can wear everyday and still manage to do your job expertly.

It’s then that it dawns on him how J.B. Is looking at you like someone he admires and not someone to be conquered. A prospective he’s never seen until this moment that a man could look at you simply as a friend or a companion. It startles him to think that he’s gone at this all wrong, maybe you look at them as a friend as well. Someone to help you along in your career and nothing more.

Marc doesn’t even realize he’s fronting until you catch his eye. Steven is a distant garbled voice in his ear the moment you smile at him. It’s obvious you’re the only one privy to their existence and he should be extremely grateful for your trust and the delicate way in which you handle them. You reach over the desk for a pen and post it as you scribble something down on it.

Oy, what do you think you’re doin mate?

It’s obvious only to you how he squares his shoulders and straightens up. His eyes are clear and focused and he has this permanent smirk about him. The furrow of his brow is like Goldilocks and the three bears, him being smack dab in the middle.

Did you forget you don’t work at the museum?Steven pesters in his head but something keeps Marc here, pulled to you and whatever’s unfolding in front of him.

“Have fun with Laura, I look forward to hearing all about it on Monday.” You wink at J.B. and the man turns a shade of red that he didn’t think existed in the color wheel.

I don’t even hang around this long hermano.

J.B. tips his head to you as you round the corner closest to him at the desk. “Th…thanks again.” He half stammers out but you give him grace.

“Don’t mention it James.” You lean in whispering something that Marc only catches the tail end of. It’s with a V remember. You pat him on the shoulder as you make your way towards your office, the echo of your heels clicking along the marble floors.

It leaves him utterly speechless as J.B. properly greets his head mate hello for the fifth time this week. The person he’s worked with for three years and could never get his name right and yet now somehow he has it perfectly down to a science.

He waves him off, not yet ready to relinquish the body to the true holder of the day. His adrenaline is too high and he’s too set on figuring you out. He was determined to keep you at arms length and now it’s as though he can’t be away from you. He stumbles a little, drawing a few eyes as Steven tries to forcibly take the body.

Whatever you’re going to do, do it fast because I can’t hold him off much longer.

He picks up his pace a little trying not to seem hasty as you’re almost to your office door. Moving quickly and yet gliding slowly all at once.

He ignores the bird once more perched in the corner of the hallway, now a constant presence in your daily lives. Annoying them even in silence as he watches and judges their every move.

You stop just before the door and turn to face him, your hand reaching out for him and upon impulse he can’t help but take it. It’s like his body is not his own of course it’s not but in so many different ways. He feels this pull towards you like he would combust if he didn’t follow your every move.

“I’m looking forward to seeing you later.” Your breath fans across his face as he closes the gap, desperately wanting to open the door behind you and do unspeakable things to you in that office marked head curator with your name not yet etched in the paint.

All he can manage is a nod as a small post-it is slipped into his palm. His heart beats at a dangerous pace as he feels Steven pull to the front just as your office door closes in his face.

Word of the day Lecherous

Steven stands there and stares at it, your perfect handwriting and the curvy letters not making sense in his brain. The brain that he shares with two others who seemed to have stalled at the word.

He hurries as fast as he can, glancing down at the watch on his arm. Fifteen minutes until his first tour starts. Plenty of time.

Just look it up on your phone

“Oh well now, where’s the fun in that?”

Jake just chuckles at the scene unfolding before him as Steven races to the Museum Library. Heading straight to the dictionaries and forgoing the questions from the librarian who usually knew what he was shopping for.

“Oxford, Oxford…” he drags his thumb along the bindings until he finds the one he wants. He flips the pages open, finally landing on the word. “Lecherous, having or showing…” The rest of the words die on his throat.

Strong feelings of sexual desire.

****

You’re not sure what came over you this morning, what could’ve possibly possessed you to be so forward with Steven. The growing sexual tension between you has reached a fever pitch and he completely took you by surprise when you arrived tonight at their flat. His mouth was on you before you stepped through the door. The look in his eyes when he would try to focus on his task at hand as every piece of clothing was peeled from your body.

The ravenous way he licks up your neck as he has you pinned against the door, the feral sounds coming out of his mouth as you palm at his boxers having nearly undressed him in a hurry.

You need him in a way that scares you. Your hands roam over his tan, toned chest as something flashes in your eyes. It’s brief but doesn’t go unnoticed by his head mates. Steven too caught up in finally having you all to himself.

“Steven.” You pant against his mouth as he holds you suspended. “Bed…please.”

You yelp as he throws you over his shoulder. It still amazes you that this soft spoken, bibliophile has so many secrets. Never wanting to divulge too much into his night time activities. You suppose the job description comes with superhuman strength.

You giggle as he throws you down in the bed. A bed you’ve been in before under much different circumstances. Always the gentleman letting you have the bed when you stayed over as “just a friend”. You hope after tonight the latter changes into something more.

You feel a little exposed as he hesitates to join you on the bed. His eyes roaming over your body as he breathes heavily through his nose.

Really he’s thinking how lucky he is. How he could’ve possibly ended up here with you in his bed, looking at him with that slight nervous smile. He hates making you squirm but he loves knowing you’re wanting this just as much as he does. A few deep breaths won’t hurt to keep the lion in the cage a little longer.

“You are absolutely gorgeous love.” He licks his bottom lip as he dips down onto the bed. He leans down kissing up your thighs and stomach as you let out a contented sigh.

He kisses up your jaw and your lips meet his all soft and warm. His chest blooms with pride as he hooks his fingers in the waistband of your panties and you instinctively lift your hips. “So good for me love.”

You gasp as his fingers rub through your slit, groaning at how wet you are for him. You tug on his hair as he dips two fingers in, giving you no time to adjust as he curls them hitting that spot that makes you go dumb.

“Fuck…Steven.” You moan as you arch your back into him. You can feel the wet patch rub against your thigh as he ruts into you.

He’s making you sing, like he’s known your body for years. He pumps them in and out as you cry out his name louder, plummeting towards your first orgasm. You’re both too caught up to question why he’s working with expert precision. Like a book he’s read a million times he’s got you memorized.

The way you say his name spurs him on even more. The feeling is intoxicating, having you at his mercy. The louder you get the more he can feel the growing presence looming in the background. The ones that have been so quiet as to not disturb this moment. They never discussed being around and yet it turns him on even more knowing they can see how he’s got you all worked up for him.

Perhaps he should tell you but he wouldn’t dare ruin this moment. As you grip right onto his shoulders growing closer to your end. You whimper softly in his ear as he presses his thumb down on your clit. A soft cry as your climax washes over you like a warm bath.

You’re bathed in a soft sheen of sweat as you come down from your high. Your body is so hot…yes you are beautiful but physically you’re burning up. It would be concerning to anyone else if you didn’t look like you were in absolute heaven. He kisses your forehead as you smile sweetly at him. He’d be perfectly content with this being all you did tonight, but when you pull him down to you licking into his mouth as you pull down his boxers he knows you have other things in mind.

“Steven, can I ride you?” The most sinful words leave your mouth the most innocent look on your face.

Mierda

He nods frantically ignoring the first thing Jakes said in hours as you switch places. You swing your leg over his hip as your hands are on his chest, gently guiding him down against the pillows. You lean forward kissing him as you rub your pussy along his impressive length, not yet wanting to put it in. He groans against your mouth as you grind your hips nearly coming at the sweet friction.

“I’m on the pill, unless you want to wear a condom.”

“No!” It’s said more desperately than he intended as he grips your waist helping you rub deliciously along his cock. “I need to feel you.”

You slide forward just enough to notch his tip at your entrance before you sink down, taking him all the way to the hilt in one swift movement. He chokes on his words as you bottom out. Pushing against him to sit fully upright. His hands are sure to leave bruises as he fights the urge not to come just looking at you, seated perfectly in his lap.

Your eyes are hooded as you wait for him to catch his breath. One hand comes to squeeze your breast as you bite your bottom lip, clenching down on him.

She’s a fucking goddess

“Ya she is.”

It wasn’t meant to be said out loud but you don’t seem to notice or mind that you might be being watched by more than his eyes.

You experimentally roll your hips, reveling in the way he looks so wrecked beneath you. The slow drag of him through your walls as you trace your hand along his jawline. He may be the most beautiful man you’ve ever seen and right now he’s at your mercy.

He’s babbling nonsense as you pick up your pace, bouncing up and down on his cock as his strong hands lift you. He throws his head back as he meets you thrust for thrust and you’re not sure how much longer you can last like this.

The word Jake is looking for is completely lost on him. Impressed doesn’t seem to cut it at the moment as he watches you take what you’ve wanted for months. He has to hand it to Steven for lasting this long with the way your tits bounce and you moan his name he’s not sure he’d be fairing the same.

Marc knows he fucked up the other day and yet here you are, all forgiveness and peace. You’ve been that way since the beginning, since that first day they met you. Any small part of him that was trying to keep you at arms length because of how things ended with Layla is out the window.

“Steven…I’m so close.” You whine out as he pulls you down to him.

His arms wrap around you tight as he pulls you into a messy kiss, his hips punching every breath out of your lungs as he takes control from the bottom. It’s intoxicating how he grunts in your ear with exertion as he hits that spot over and over. Your pussy clenching around his cock as he bites down on your shoulder.

You hope he’s not gone deaf from the scream you let out as you reach your climax.

“Oh fuck, love where?”

“Inside me Steven.”

He groans as he spills himself deep inside you, an obscene sound of skin on skin as you ride out your high echoes through the room. He rubs your back whispering praise into your ear as you shake in his arms.

“Steven that was…”

“I know love…it was for me too.” He kisses you softly as you bask in the afterglow. Not yet wanting to break this spell. You wonder what he’s thinking right now as he smiles up at you, brushing your hair back from your face.

Steven rolls you slightly to deposit you under the sheets. He retreats to the bathroom, running a warm washcloth under the tap and catches a glimpse of his reflection in the mirror.

Bravo hermano

Not that he needed the praise but it makes him swell with pride nonetheless.

You’re already nearly asleep when he returns to clean you up, gently brushing the towel over you trying not to wake you too much. You look perfectly divine in their bed and he knows they’re all thinking it. Even if it’s too soon, they hope that this will be a permanent thing.

You stir a little as he slides under the covers, wrapping his arms around you as you nestle closer to him.

“Sleep love, I’ll be here in the morning.”

****

There's a slight knock on your chamber doors before you beckon the visitor to come in. You recognize the small stature of your servant girl but her face is shielded by the large cartouche adorned with flowers. She sets it down on your table along with the rest you’ve received each day this week, which would make this the fifth.

She sends you a knowing glance as she sets them right to face the sun shining bright from the west doors. “Hathor, you must have done something right.”

“Watch yourself.” You point at her. “I’ve done nothing of the sort.”

“My apologies.” She dips her head as she bows to you.

You approach her and lift her chin slowly with your finger, the timid look on her face is not one you’re used to. You weren’t like the others and it came off harsher than intended. “You’re forgiven, I just don’t want people getting the wrong idea.”

“Forgive me….but Khonshu is hardly one to try this hard.”

You laugh at her forwardness but decide she needs a lesson in things above her comprehension.

“My dear, that’s exactly my point. He’s trying very hard and it’s all for me. Why would I make it so easy for him to stop trying?” You release her chin as she weighs your words. “You can go now, I won’t be needing your assistance until the feast.”

She bows her head and exits your chambers leaving you to admire the newest addition of flowers.

The scent of jasmine fills the air as you run your finger along the orange mandrake petals. In the center of each ornate bouquet was a large blue lotus flower. Perhaps a coincidence on his part that it happened to be your favorite.

You pluck out a small sealed papyrus placed in the soil. You brush your fingers along the delicate paper not wanting to miss a detail.

My dearest Hathor,

I have waited a thousand years for you, and I will wait a thousand more.

Mer Khonshu

****

You wake just as you did that first morning after spending the night with Steven but this feels much different. You’re wrapped up a little tighter than when you fell asleep. You’re hugging a pillow that must be theirs as the smell of musk and pine hits your senses.

Another smell is working its way to you, nutmeg and vanilla with a hint of coffee. You sit up and stretch your sore muscles and find a small pile of clothes next to you on the bed. You can see a shirtless Steven humming something in the kitchen, his back muscles rippling as he stirs something in the bowl. His sweats are hung low on his waist and his shoulders are squared back and for a brief moment you wonder who you are actually looking at.

It sounds like he’s talking to someone…more like bickering so you take this moment to slink out of bed and freshen up in the bathroom.

You stare at your reflection in the mirror and to your surprise you look refreshed. Dare you say even glowing, despite needing a shower. You splashed some water on your face and used your spare toothbrush that they insisted you leave here and it dawns on you how normal this all feels. Over the months you’ve weaved your way into their lives and they gladly accepted whatever form of this they could get.

You pull on the gray sweatpants and breathe in the fresch scent of the gently used museum gift shop t-shirt Steven lent you before pulling it over your head.

You notice when you exit the bathroom he’s wearing a shirt now and you silently wish he was still shirtless so you could run your hands along his toned chest. His posture is much more relaxed now as he cautiously smiles at you. “I hope you like French toast.” He says as he serves you up a plate of golden brown goodness.

“I happen to love French toast, although I’m sure whatever you make would be amazing.” He blushes at the compliment as you take a seat at the kitchen island, not wasting a moment to dig in. In your haste you both had forgotten dinner the night before and you didn’t realize how starving you were.

You moan as the syrupy sweet flavor hits your tongue and his eyes widen a little as he leans against the counter gauging your reaction. A quick glance to his left that you almost miss and he clears his throat. “I’m afraid I can’t take credit for breakfast darling.”

“Oh.”

“Ugh ya…Marc figured it would be best I don’t burn the house down trying to impress you.” He nervously rubs his hand along the back of his neck.

“Well consider me impressed, and tell Marc to stop cooking for me and disappearing.”You reach over, taking his other hand pulling him towards you as he kindly obliges. You spin the chair as he settles in the spot between your legs. His hands instinctively go to your waist as his warm breath fans across your face. “Steven…can I kiss you?”

He huffs out a little in laughter as you tilt your head in question. “Love, after last night. You never have to ask.”

He closes the space between you as his lips meet yours. The taste of mint and syrup mixing together as he cups your jaw with his palm. Your chest blooms as you revel in the way he already has you like putty in his hands. It’s a moment before you break away for air and if you have a repeat of last night you’ll die from starvation.

“I hope you slept well.”

You humm as you resume your breakfast, he’s leaning against the counter again, completely content with just watching you enjoy your breakfast. “I did…but I keep having these bizarre dreams.” You think back for a moment just staring at some object on the counter.

“Care to share it with me.” He asks as the presence of both head mates are at attention.

“Tell me more of your god Khonshu?”

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