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Tag: NSFW, MDNI, AU, Egyptian Mythology (Twisted for the sake of story), Anubis!Valko x Sacrifice!reader, smut, temple setting, sacrificial altar, porn with plot, size difference, defloration, cunnilingus, fingering, stretching, rough sex, piv, creampie, biting, marking, breast play, voyeurism if you squint. Valko is wild here.
A/N: that consensual part have me tweaking this a bit longer sorry for the late post! I didn’t research enough but I chose to twist a bit of the Egyptian Lore (it already took 2 weeks to finish this sorry ppl). @calebsfavoriteusedthong was very kind in giving pointers (I was spiralling). Love you girl! 😚🧡
The heavy stone doors of the sanctuary sealed with a dull thud, locking out the blinding desert sun and leaving only the flicker of obsidian-encased torches.
Your aunt had spent eighteen years keeping you locked behind the door, guarding you like a chest of stolen gold. The priests paid high for an untainted vessel to offer to Horus, and your family was more than ready to collect the reward. You were supposed to lie on the altar, untouched, pristine, and ready for the knife.
Except Horus wasn't the one waiting in the dark.
You peer into the gloom of the massive chamber. “Who’s there!” you call out, your voice trembling with blood-rushing panic.
Dark chuckle cuts through the shadows, confirming you aren't alone. “You’re scared. You should be.”
You gasp, your elbow hits a golden chalice and sends the ceremonial wine spilling over the edge with a clatter.
“Tsk. Look at that wasted wine,” the deep voice murmurs.
As he steps further into the flickering torchlight, your breath hitches in your chest. He’s breathtakingly beautiful, yet every line of his sculpted body radiates danger. His face framed by a gold-trimmed dark jackal headdress over his broad shoulders. There is no mistaking the regal but terrifying aura imposing over you—this is Anubis himself, the God of the Underworld.
Your hands tremble as you bow, clutching your thin robes. “G-God of the Underworld, please have mercy on me.”
“Mercy? But I didn’t come here to take your soul,” he replies, “I come because I smell something nice. Let’s see—Horus’s sacrifice?”
A wild grin breaking across his face in excitement.
“God of the Underworld, please—”
“The name’s too long,” he interrupts. “Valko.”
“Huh?” You didn’t hear that—the blood rush deafening your ears.
“God of the underworld, Anubis, 𓁶𓏺𓈋𓆑 , 𓇋𓏶𓅱𓏏𓐎𓊖, 𓎡𓇾𓂢𓂋. I hate how humans give titles. Kind of hard tk spell, too.” He says in frustration, “Valko.”
“Don’t stutter.” Valko sat draped over the carved stone throne like an indolent god, his eyes—sharp, wild, and ancient—darken, tracking every nervous breath you took.
“A sweet sacrifice for the Sun God.”
You swallowed hard, your knees trembling beneath the thin silk robes. “A-are you going to kill me?”
Valko sneered, a flash of white fangs breaking his dark, hypnotic composure. “Kill you? And let Horus have the satisfaction of a holy offering?”
Your heart was about to jump from your throat. “No. But you have two choices, little bird. One: I leave, Horus comes in before sunrise, carves your heart out on this slab, and your seller buys their palace.”
He slid off the throne, dropping his staff and helmet behind, his tall shadow swallowing you whole as he stepped closer. The smell of myrrh, copper, and ozone thick around him. Without the helmet, his face steals your breath—devastatingly handsome, framed in wild auburn hair streaked with molten gold. But it’s his eyes that paralyze you—twin pools of glowing liquid gold, holding you completely spellbound.
“Or two: I wreck you right here, right now. You become my bride, and I get to watch Horus gets nothing. Which is it?”
You didn’t even hesitate. “Two. Please.”
A dark grin sliced across Valko’s face. “Good choice.”
He grabbed the front of your pristine sacrificial robes and ripping them down the middle with a violent tear, exposing your bare skin to the cool air of the tomb. He lifted you onto the cold altar, spreading your legs wide.
“Look at you,” he growled, thumb dragging roughly over your tight slit. A trace of wetness follows the path his thumb traced. “They’ve been keeping you hidden away all those years, just for me to spoil.”
Valko dropped to his knees between your thighs, forcing your knees even wider over his shoulders. He buried his face straight into your heat, his rough tongue thrusting deep into your tight opening with long, filthy licks.
You let out an embarrassingly sharp cry, your fingers tangling in his auburn hair as he devoured you, lapping up your glistening juices like a beast. He worked his tongue over your sensitive clit, swirling and sucking hard until your hips were bucking off the cold stone, helpless under his mouth.
“So sweet,” Valko growled against your wet skin, lifting his head just enough to look up at you, his chin glistening with your slick. “Let’s get you stretched enough.”
He shoved two fat fingers straight into your pussy without warning.
A choked scream caught in your throat as your walls clamped hard around his thick fingers. Valko let out a dark chuckle at your cunt, immediately pumping his fingers in and out with a rhythmic squelch, hooking his knuckles upward to hit every sensitive nerve inside you. You snap your hip upward, tense, and he grunts.
“Shit—how will I fit inside?” He panted, adding a third finger, relentlessly stretching and working your cunt until you were dripping wet, sobbing and pleading from the sensory overload. “Open up.”
Satisfied with how drenched and pliable you were, Valko pulled his fingers out and stood up, unbuckling his leather harness. He yanked his cock free—thick, dark, and throbbing with heat. Your slick a glistening web tangled in his fingers, smeared on his length along with beads of precum.
He lined the massive blunt head up against your slick folds, and with one heavy shove, he drove himself deep into your cunt. You let out a choked gasp—he prepared you well, but with his size, it’s almost too much. You didn’t know your cunt had been empty until his cock filled every space inside.
Your cunt stretched to their absolute limit around his width, but your slickness let him push inch by inch inside. Valko let out a deep grunt of pure satisfaction, his knuckles turning white as he gripped your hips. “Fuck... you’re taking it so well—”
“P-please, slow down…” you whimper, “I-I’m too full—”
“I haven’t gone all in yet—” He pulled back before slamming in again, this time all the way to the hilt. The wet, filthy slap of his hips echoing off the stone walls. He fucked you relentlessly, his instincts taking complete control. Every time he drove his dick back inside, your cunt clamped hard around him, driving him insane.
“That’s it, take it all!” He panted, his chest heaving, sweat dripping from his collarbone down onto your flushed cheeks. He leaned down, biting harshly into the crook of your neck, leaving a deep mark to claim you while his cock tore into your cunt without mercy. “Horus can’t claim you now—you’ll be soaked in my cum by the time he arrives!”
“Ah—!” The pleasure was overwhelming, sharp and dirty and hot. You hooked your legs around his waist, pulling him deeper. “Getting bold, aren’t you?” His thrusts grew faster, messier, the slick loud enough to drown out the sound of heavy footsteps echoing outside the grand doors. “Please—please don’t stop—”
Valko felt your tight walls contract, milking him wildly as you hit the edge. His rhythm turned completely chaotic, pounding into you until your back arched off the altar, tears of pleasure leaking from your eyes as you climax hard around his shaft. The intense tightening set him off—with a deep grunt, Valko shoved himself as deep as he could go, locking his hips flush against yours as his thick length pulsed, pumping wave after wave of hot semen deep inside your cunt.
Right that exact time, the heavy stone doors groaned open.
“Behold, the pure vessel for the great—” your aunt’s shrill boomed into the room, flanked by the Priests of Horus.
The words died instantly in her throat.
She stood frozen at the entrance, her jaw dropping low, eyes bulging out of her head in horrified shock.
There you were, stretched out naked on the holy altar, marked and panting, with the God of Underworld leaning over you, his massive cock still twitching deep inside your leaking cunt. Thick white cream was already oozing out around the pink flesh where his shaft met your swollen folds, dripping onto the sacred altar.
Valko didn't pull out. He didn't even look bothered.
Slowly turning his head toward your aunt and the priests, Valko let out a satisfied smirk. With a possessive hand, he reached up and roughly squished your bare breast, showcasing you openly to the horrified crowd as he gave a deep thrust that made you whimper out loud.
“As you can see,” his voice dripping with dark amusement as he watched your aunt turn pale white. “She’s my bride now.”
A wild growl tore from his chest. His hand morphed instantly into a sharp claw, his lips peeling back in a twisted grin to expose his fangs as his golden eyes burned with unhinged fury.
“Who dares to take her from me?”
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