This is gonna be a little short story so here we go! Also it got really long really fast, like, almost 1600 words long.
I spent forever writing a Styx x Reader fic.
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“There you are!” you gasped when you were approached by the green, hunched creature that was Styx. “I know you can’t really go directly here but, god,” you said impatiently.
“Untwist your panties. I’m here, aren’t I?” he snarked. “Now, what are you brewing for me today?” You couldn’t help but get a little bit excited, completely forgetting how long he made you wait in this run-down room of an inn.
“You’re gonna love this one. I spent half a year perfecting it,” you quickly pulled out a small jar of milky green poison from your lockbox. The goblin assassin inspected the bottle you held closely as you continued, “I can only give you a few bottles because a lot of the ingredients are in their off-seasons but it’s worth it!” you opened the bottle with a sweet ‘pop’. A pungent, earthy musk filled the air and had a horribly bitter taste on the tongue. You continued, “even a single drop can completely destroy someone. In the right doses, you can either be an evil bastard and cause large, painful boils to sprout around the infected area that will be present above and below the skin, if you poison the throat or mouth, boils will eventually asphyxiate the victim or immediate death in a “large” dose that causes the body to bloat and decompose at a notably faster rate. This can be useful when you wanna through off authorities or mess with people on a larger scale when a guy goes missing for two days but the body turns up, looking like it’s been dead for over a year.”
Styx couldn’t help but grin a bit at the whole scenario you came up with, “Damn, big gal, you sure you’re not using your own stuff? Not complaining, nothing hotter than a girl talking shop with me.”
“I’ll keep that in mind,” you answered, pushing your hair behind your shoulder in a mock-seductive matter.
“How much for one bottle?”
“Probably more than you can afford.”
“Then I’ll pay with my body,” Styx opened his arms, gesturing to himself like he was a true adonis in the body of a goblin. Which wasn’t wrong.
“Okay, offer accepted,” you said. Styx was completely blindsided by this, his ears twitched upward before dipping downward.
“Wait? Really?” he raised a brow at you, Styx really wasn’t expecting that answer. Well, any answer that wasn’t ‘ew, no’ or ‘stop being so gross, goblin,’ he actually had a few comebacks already planned for those. Now for once, he doesn’t know how to respond.
“Yea, though you probably didn’t mean it,” you laughed, “I’m not even sure if you’d even honor it.”
“Maybe I did,” Styx gave held his chin up coyly. You couldn’t help but blush a bit.
“Then pay up,” you whispered into his ear. With your hand on his muscular chest, Styx licked his thin, scared lips.
You sat seductively on the dirty bed, nude, “Like what you see, Styx?” you asked.
“You’re real beautiful,” he pulled himself up on the bed, “But you were the one who wanted all this,” Styx waved a hand, gesturing to his chest. His very green, lean and muscular chest which you very much wanted.
“Just get up here!” you said, Styx chuckled at how much embarrassment he radiated. Styx grabbed your ankles and pinned them on either side of your head, raising your pelvis in the air, at perfect mouth-level for Styx. His calloused hands scratched at your supple skin, creating near burning friction. He had to have learned this move somewhere! Your mind was racing about all the possible ways he could’ve learned this, he was a goblin so he probably hasn’t ever done something like this with another woman, maybe a prostitute but that was almost as unlikely. Was he a peeping tom!?
You let out a startled yelp -it was basically a scream- when Styx gave a long, slow lick up your vagina. Your legs quivered, your vulva trembled under his long tongue. Styx was very pleased with himself. He looked you right in the eyes, his glowing gold eyes burned you up from the inside out, “Didn’t know I was that good, big gal.”
Before you could say anything, the notorious goblin thief sank his slithering tongue all the way inside your clenching pussy. His chapped and scared lips pressed tightly against your vaginal lips. You could feel every cut and scar on his rough skin and every inch of it felt amazing. Styx’s ego -among other things- was swelling as he made you squeal like a sow in heat using only his mouth. His thick, pointed tongue whipped against your inner walls.
Styx retracted his tongue, making you subconsciously whine from the loose only for him to then put 100% of his attention into orally abusing your needy clit. The thief sucked hard against your clitoris, his chapped lips scratching deliciously at your sensitive skin. His sharp teeth nipped teasingly, nearly sending you off the edge.
That was until Styx pulled away from your abused clit with a wet pop as you separated.
“You liked that, beautiful?” his head tilting, knowingly. Styx licked your juices off his lips. Where the hell did he learn this from!?
“You’re gonna really love this,” Styx pulled up his hard green cock, it hotdogging your vagina as he stood above you. His shadow loomed over you -even in the low light- with his glowing, golden eyes burning holes into you. It was as hot as it was horrible, horrible as in even though he was barely four feet tall, his dick was massive. It was even -very- above average for even a human. You couldn’t even joke about “size not mattering.” He wins this round.
Styx slowly, teasingly rubbed the bottom side of his dick against your needy, weeping pussy. The moment he was satisfied, he plunged his dick inside you, completely inside and in a single thrust. You felt and heard his balls smack against your butt. Your head whipped back from how deliciously -full- you felt. Before you knew it, Styx changed position slightly, from ‘jackhammer’ to a full ‘mating press’! You squirmed under him, letting out trembling whines and needy moans.
“God, you’re big!” you gasped. Styx’s shoulders relaxed in relief before puffing his chest out proudly, now tightly against your breasts.
“‘Where it counts,” he added. With that he jerked his hips upward before slamming back down, hard enough to probably bruise your pelvis. You felt the head punch your cervix at full force. It hurt but it was exhilarating. No man’s ever filled you so deeply, so full and this man was literally a goblin.
“Don’t stop!” you begged as he thrusted in and out of you with intense power -It was like getting fucked by an orc-. And what would Styx be if he didn’t comply when a lady asks so nicely. He fucked you as hard and fast as he physically could, not just for your sake, for his too. You were doing your own part, your pussy deliciously clenched around his rock-hard dick, egging him on to keep going. Styx wasn’t sure if it was him or some innate, carnal instinct. Either way he was tempted to bite your neck, so he did.
A jaw full of pointed teeth sank into your throat. It was hard enough to where if it didn’t leave deep teeth marks, it would definitely at least leave a bruise. It was a welcome sensual distraction from when your pussy started to hurt a bit.
Styx bit down even harder -hard enough to make you bleed- when he came in you. His cum was thick, strong smelling and was managing to ooze out of you, despite the tight fit. When he pulled out, cum pushed out of you, making you tremble. The best sex you’ve ever had was with a goblin, and you even kinda paid for it.
You were enjoying the sweet, sweet afterglow; feeling Styx’s thick goblin cum now trickle out from your now well-used hole and the crisp night air cooling your sweat-drenched, steaming body. That was until you noticed Styx, already dressed climbing atop the windowsill.
“H-hey! It’s rude to leave a lady after you fuck her!” you sat up quickly.
“Like I care,” he replied, “I don’t trust everyone I fuck so I’m leaving,” He was about to completely disappear into the night when you offer him something that appeals to his carnal instincts, something he can’t refuse.
“I’ll let you use my boobs as a pillow if you stay the night,” you offered. You won the moment you saw his ears droop.
Here was Styx, the goblin and master assassin, begrudgingly but comfortably nestling his bald head against your chest, nestled sweetly between both breasts and gently fondling the one in front of him.
“I think I came up with a name for that poison,” you said.
“Oh, yea?” the goblin replied, his ears perking with a slight interest. However, he seems generally more invested in two ‘other things’.
“Styx Spunk,” you said proudly. Styx let out a single laugh, it was a positive one.
“Well, I feel honored,” he turned his head to face you, head still between both tits, “It’s nice to be recognized for my skills, poisoning and…” Styx raised a brow provocatively, his eyes burning lustfully in the dark, “...pounding. Apparently, I was so good you really wanna immortalize it. Huh, beautiful?”
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