Reader Insert
I am sorry I’ve been gone for so long. Before answer any requests, I’m going to be writing some of my own self/reader inserts because I haven’t had any time to myself to write. I know you guys want specific idol reacts/requests, but I’m tired, and I’ve been struggling a lot because of my mental health. This reader insert is inspired by Dragon Age Inquisition - Solas Romance and The Arcana art plus my own terminology regarding a world I’m creating for a novel I’m writing. I’m going to put a “Keep Reading” thingy in case you actually wanna read it. It’s going to be HELLA long because oof. It’s been a hot minute since I’ve written anything worth anything. There won’t be any gifs or anything, so it’ll be just text. I don’t feel like finding videos to make gifs right now lol. I may make some later.
Since I know I have male readers, I’m going to try and make this as gender neutral as possible. The other person is based off of a character in one of my books, so his gender is not interchangeable. Sorry if that is an inconvenience.
This is going to be Porn Without Plot you guys, but it’s not for me woops.
Mage!Male x Mage!Reader
You finally felt alone after all this time traveling with the band of men that was hired to escort you. There was a small cave that you had seen, not too far from your camp, and you could sense the amount of magic and energy coming from it, which meant there must be a pure spring you could bathe in. Once your hired guards were either drinking or sleeping, you crept to the cave.
Once you were inside, you had to stop and appreciate the view before you. There were so many illuminated flowers and plants that lit up everything with a calming blue, green, and purple undertone. It seemed even some of the stones here glowed with your presence. The water in the center of cave, though obviously clear, didn’t seem to have luminescence, much to your displeasure.
You sighed and untied the leather strings that were holding your tunic together and up on your shoulders. The cloth slunk to the ground in a puddle around your feet, and you untied the strings that held your breeches up.
After folding your clothes and putting them on a nearby rock, you stretched out your sore muscles and let out a content groan before dipping your toes into the cool, blue water at your feet.
The water illuminated around where your feet breached the water and in the ripples it caused. You smiled and splashed some water with your foot, just to be awestruck with the extra illumination as the water landed. This area was probably the most beautiful place you and your party had decided to set up camp.
You slowly made your way further and further into the water, pleasantly surprised how it seemed to be the perfect temperature. There was no pausing as the water got to your hips or your rib cage. You brushed the hair out of your face before diving under the water to wet your hair. When you resurfaced, you let out a happy breath and relished the refreshed feeling that washed over your. You wondered if the water glowed on your skin as it did against itself.
You swam though the water for a couple seconds before diving under again and opening your eyes to see if you could find anything worth scavenging under the surface. You saw a few rocks with intricate details, and a few plants you haven’t researched that you could add to your field notes. After resurfacing once again, you tossed your findings over by the rock that held your clothes.
“You seem to be enjoying yourself...” An obviously enthused voice mused from the opposite side of the cave, across from the entrance.
You jumped a little and while the luminescent water hid your naked body, you still went to cover your most intimate parts. You submerged yourself up to your chin and glowered at the stranger. He was wearing the obvious mage robes that were gifted to all mages upon magic training completion, but his were covered in strange symbols that you didn’t understand. His hair was shaggy and hung in his dark chocolate colored eyes. You felt like his smirk was ingrained in your mind in such a familiar way, though.
“Oh, come on...” He had an amused smile on his face as he leaned against the rock and braced his chin on the heel of his palm, “You don’t recognize me? You’ve seen me so many times before...”
He straightened himself up and started taking his tunic off, “I honestly thought, the first time we met in person, you would have been happier to see me. You might have even greeted me with a warm embrace.”
The playfulness of the man’s voice should have unnerved you, but it calmed you more than anything. Which in turn was unnerving. You had never seen this man before in your life, and he was talking to you like you guys were long lost friends instead of the strangers you were.
You realized that he was undressing and you let out a squeak of surprise, your cheeks flushing a dark shade of red “WHAT ARE YOU DOING?”
He rolled his eyes, and the sparkle in them let you know that he was taking more pleasure in this situation than any other normal person would. You kept your gaze averted, however, as you heard his trousers hit the ground, “This isn’t the first time you’ve seen me naked. In fact, between the two of us, you saw me naked first.”
As soon as you heard and felt the water stir, you quickly ripped your hand away from your face, “What DO YOU THINK YOUR DOING?”
He was deeper in the water than any other person would be, which showed you that he was most likely another, despite the fact that you couldn’t sense any energy off of him over your shyness and embarrassment. He was already moving in closer.
You were frozen in place.
Though that wasn’t entirely true; in your mind, you were told to run, but your heart felt no fear or concern and wouldn’t let you move. You had always been so in tune with how your body felt and reacted, and this was nowhere near normal. Your brain was begging you to move, but your heart was betraying you. You were experiencing some disconnect between your heart and your mind.
He was finally a foot in front of you, his hand slowly grabbed one of your wrists and pulled you against him, but let you keep your other arm over your chest in protection. He wrapped one arm around your waist and looked into your eyes before the amusement started to slowly fade from his, “You... really don’t know who I am...”
“Of course I don’t... I’ve never seen you before in my life.” Your voice cracked, but you made no effort to pull yourself from his grasp. You didn’t even try to look away from his gaze.
There was a long silence between you two for what seemed like hours, but was probably only a couple seconds before he spoke, “We’ve known each other for years...”
“That’s impossible...” You muttered more to yourself than to him. You couldn’t explain why your body was acting off its own accord and disobeying your minds commands to escape and run away. The only thing you could do was look away from him and find a rather uninteresting rock to study elsewhere.
He released your wrist and cradled your chin with his pointer finger and thumb. When your name fell from his lips, you instinctively looked back at him. No one knew your name. Everyone that surrounded you either just called your mage or addressed you with some random physical feature of yours. It’s been that way for years.
“How bad is your consciousness severed from Summerland?” He was examining your face with contemplation, looking heartbroken, “All the memories we share, you have no recollection of it in your consciousness...”
It seemed he was talking more to himself than he was to you. You were about to open your mouth to say something, to protest what he was saying, but his mouth covered yours quickly.
You were about to fight him, but you suddenly you felt a warm wave wash over your senses. After the familiarity of him against you comes forward, you wrap your arms around his shoulders as memories start flooding through you.
You remember meeting him somewhere... warm? And sunny. You remember all of your conversations, every kiss, every handhold. It made you pull him even tighter against you as it felt like some missing piece finally snapped back into place.
When you looked at him, you felt an immense amount of love. The need for him to touch you and hold you was almost suffocating. Every memory that you’ve been cut off from consciously returned. You remember Summerland. You remember the magic. You remember him teaching you. You remember the lessons, and stories of mages and magic.
There was an overwhelming energy that filled you that forced you to pull away from him so you could catch your breath. You put your hand to your chest and looked at him in shock, “What was that? What just happened?”
He just looked at you in anticipation, his hands cupping your face, “Do you remember? You know who I am?”
“Yes, but what did you do? I don’t understand.” you ask, trying to peel his hands off your cheeks, “I don’t understand what’s going on right now.”
“It doesn’t matter. We can figure it out later.” He pulled your lips to his and pressed your body against his, which pulled a deep rumble from his chest.
You let of a noise of delight as all your concerns momentarily dissipated. You wrapped your arms around his waist and held him just as tightly as he was holding you. Your brain was still begging you to ask questions, but now you were letting your heart take charge because nothing felt more right.
He moved your arms so they were around his shoulders, and then he slid his fingertips down your side in practiced expertise, until his found their place on your butt. He gripped it tightly until he decided to slide his hands further down and grip behind your knees.
He hoisted you up and wrapped your legs around his waist, and then he moved until he could push your back up against a rock. You let out a sharp breath as the rough surface of the rock pressed into you. The heat between you two was sudden, and it made you wonder if the temperature of the water suddenly changed.
There was another low grumble that left him that made tingles shoot through your nerves. His lips left yours and followed a delicate trail to your neck, which made you reward him with a shaky breath. Goosebumps prickled your flesh from your shoulders to your toes.
His hands trailed back up you as he navigated the curves and ridges of your body. You, in turn, played with the shapes of his back, and he rewarded you with hot breath against your neck.
Before long, you could feel his excitement prodding for your entrance. It made you gasp and arch your back, mostly in hesitation, to make it more difficult for him to get what he wants.
“Wait, hold on...” you gasped breathlessly against the side of his head and gripped his shoulders tightly, “I’ve never--”
“I know.” He responded soothingly, caressing your hip gently to relax and sooth you. He positioned your hips perfectly for his desire “I’ll be gentle. I promise not to hurt you.”
You still clung to him, though you no longer stopped him. In fact, you relaxed your legs and welcomed him, trusting him completely with your body. He captured your mouth again and pushed just the tip of his desire inside you. You grunted a little in surprise and clung to him as tightly as you could.
“You have to relax, my love.” He soothed in your ear. You could hear the strain in his voice as he tried to remain as in control as possible, “It could possibly hurt more if you don’t...”
You did as he told you to, hanging loosely off his shoulders and his waist. He held your hips firmly as he slid himself the rest of the way inside of you with a low, happy moan. He then began to shake slightly as he struggled to hold still, “Are you okay?”
You nodded, despite the fact that the whole situation you were in right now felt surreal. You almost felt no pain besides a slight twinge of pain until he was sheathed all the way inside of you, “I’m okay.”
He nodded and began to move slowly at first, drawing out every moan he let out so you could know how good you felt to him, and how much he was enjoying being here with you like this. He was still holding your hips firmly, but he was soon pressing his weight into you, which in turn pushed you into the rock.
When you were being held up against the rock by his hips, he moved his hands back to your butt to hold you up and assist himself in moving. He still struggled to keep his pace slow and steady.
Once you started letting out little noises of delight and pleasure though, his excitement increased. The noises you were making were spurring him and encouraging him to make you feel good. Instead of increasing his pace, he started increasing the intensity of his thrusts. He would pull himself out of you most of the way, and then he would slide back inside until he was flush against you firmly.
He kept that pace normal until you were whining his name quietly, and then he buried his face in your neck and gave you a grunt of need, “If you keep doing that, I’m going to have issues being in control...”
“No one is asking you to remain in control.” You retorted, the arousal evident in your voice. There was only so much you could do in this position, but you rolled your hips to the best of your ability. His eyes rolled back and he let out a long enthusiastic moan. You smirked, “I’m clearly not in any pain.”
“I warned you.” He said. You could feel the smirk against your collarbone as he buried his face in your neck, “Don’t say that I didn’t.”
You cried out as he grabbed your butt more firmly than he had before and slammed into you roughly. You knotted your hands in his hair and let your head fall back as he continued, increasing his pace and the frequency of his moans.
He huffed and moved you away from the rock so he was the only thing holding you up. This also increased the frequency of his thrusts. You pressed your lips against his and he slowed his pace to allow for the brief kiss before he picked up his pace again.
The water splashing against your skin in this situation was a new sensation. Every nerve in your body felt alive, and everywhere the warm water touched you made fireworks go off. You started giving him louder and louder moans until you felt like you were overflowing and you were going to burst.
“Not yet...” He begged, though his voice cracked and he looked like he was having a hard time holding himself together. Again, it seemed like he was talking to himself as you felt his body start to shake. “Please not yet...”
After pulling out of you and leaving you feeling empty, he pushed you to the edge of the small body of water you were in, your top half bent over the plateau of land, and your lower half still dangling in the water. He hovered over you and slid himself back inside quickly.
After a small handful of rough thrusts, you felt a crescendo of energy flowing through your body. You called out for him as loud as possible, only to have him slide two fingers in your mouth. He leaned down and bit into your shoulder gently and let out long whine as he pushed into so hard that your hips dug into the ground.
He let out a string of curses as he gave you a few more shaky thrusts as warmth coated your insides. After sliding out of you, he carried you to where the water was only a couple feet deep and set you on his lap and trailed his fingers along your exposed flesh absentmindedly.
You sat on his lap for an unknown amount of time. You couldn’t care less if your hired guards found you like this. You couldn’t care if the whole kingdom found out about what had happened here. You had never felt more content in your life, and you never wanted this moment to end.
“I’m sorry if I hurt you...” He said quietly after a long moment of quiet, “I’ve been waiting such a long time to do that...”
“I’m not hurt too badly.” You nuzzle into the crook of his neck, “Besides, it’s nothing a light poultice won’t fix.”
