Summary: Ikaris comes home later than he promised his wife after fighting a deviant, luckily the high he is on after battle will help fuel his night of making it up to her.
Word Count: 6.0K
Warnings: SMUT (18+ MINORS PROHIBITED), oral (both receiving), spanking, slapping, nipple play, choking, hair pulling, degradation, daddy kink, swearing… lmk if I missed anything else but the point is… it's pretty dirty so be prepared but everything IS CONSENSUAL
***NO ETERNALS SPOILERS***
A/N: well people seemed to not completely hate my last Ikaris smut?? so here’s some more for all you horny people out there, happy weekend!
I anxiously paced around the kitchen, trying to find any little thing to clean or organize to pass the time and help calm my nerves.
Ikaris had woken me early this morning in bed to let me know he had heard from Ajak that there was a deviant which required his abilities. With a kiss to my forehead and a whisper that he would be back before sunfall, I heard him open and close our bedroom balcony doors and with a faint ‘whoosh’ I knew he’d flow off high into the sky.
I knew Ikaris was absolutely capable of handling whatever creature he went up against and he would do anything to get himself home safe to me. That being said, I could not help the slight twisting feeling I got in my stomach when the sun had now been set for several hours and he had yet to return.
That was until as I was in the midst of trying to rearrange the fruit bowl for pure distraction, there was a thud heard from the backyard.
The tension I had been keeping in my shoulders immediately eased, knowing my husband was home safe and sound.
I quickly made my way towards the backdoor, flinging it open and finally seeing Ikaris for the first time since this morning. He stood maybe 50 meters from the house, feet planted firmly on the ground shoulder width apart, his arms down by his sides, hands in fists, and a look of fury in his eyes.
As I stood now on the edge of the porch, I made a move to step out onto the lawn. Before I could lift my foot an inch off the ground though, Ikaris flew in a flash towards me, landing on the grass before me, hands grabbing onto my waist.
There was a brief moment where I got to stare deep into his eyes, which told me everything I needed to know about what he was feeling, and what he needed.
His eyes flared with that carnal desire.
I knew he hated every moment he had to be away from me and I also knew he hated it even more when he had to be away any longer than he had promised me.
This look in his eyes told me he needed to make up for his broken promise and his time away from me.
Not to mention the adrenaline I knew still coursed through his veins from fighting a deviant… my head was already starting to spin at the night which Ikaris was about to grace me with.
Before I could let my thoughts race any further, Ikaris was on me instantly, lips crushing into my own as he pushed me to move backwards until we slammed into the side of the house.
His hands ran down my sides, squeezing as he went along until they reached my butt, which he found a suitable place to keep them as he squeezed and spread my cheeks apart.
At the same time his tongue slipped into my mouth, swirling with my own. My hands ran up the back of his neck until they reached his hair for me to tug on just as he tugged at me.
Ikaris then detached our lips, only for his to quickly make contact with the side of my throat. I leaned my head back against the wall, partly to give him more room to work, partly to try and catch my breath.
Ikaris alternated between nips at my skin and sucking right where he knew would make my body go weak right on contact.
I could feel the arousal which was already beginning to gather in my underwear. With his legs slotted between my own, I began to thrust my hips forward against his thigh in search of relief.
“Is your cunt getting that wet already darling?” Ikaris purred in my ear as he nipped at my lobe.
A moan escaped from my lips at his words, but the movement of my hips never ceased.
“Always for you” I breathed.
Ikaris let out a growl in my ear before he then bent himself lower so his hands could reach down behind my thighs and lift me until I could wrap my legs around his waist, his hips slamming into mine.
“Ikaris!” I cried out at the feeling on his hard cock through his pants making contact with my own cloth covered center.
His lips now trailed from my throat down to my collar bones, no doubt leaving what will appear as a trail of bruises tomorrow, as he continued to grind his hips into me.
I went to move my hands from his hair down to grab for his belt when his hands caught mine just as they had made it to his chest, and pinned them up above my head against the wall.
His head now moved back up so he could whisper in my ear, “are you gonna be able to take whatever I give you tonight, baby girl?. Though his upper half remained still, his hips did not stop thrusting against mine for even a moment.
A whimper of desperation broke from my lips at the thought of what he planned for me this evening.
Though I could not bring myself to form words, my body feeling like it was on fire, all I could get out was a breathy nod.
Ikaris pulled back, his hips ceased their movements, his face so close to mine our noses just barely touched.
“I need you to use your words” he commanded.
The look in my eyes told me he needed a verbal answer in order to proceed, so with all my focus I blurted out, “I can take it daddy, I want it”
A devilish smile appeared on his lips.
Before I could blink I could feel my back come off the wall and wind rushing over my body as Ikaris flew us up until we landed on the same balcony he had departed from this morning.
As he softly landed us on the ground, the moment my feet were balanced I was pushing against Ikaris’ chest moving him backwards now until he met the glass door. I then reached up to pull his neck down so I could slam my lips against his.
My hands roamed up and down his chest, feeling his hard body from over his clothing, until my one hand reached below his belt buckle as I began to palm at him.
I could hear his breath become ragged as his pants grew tighter and tighter. My lips now made their way from his mouth to his ear and as I nipped at its curved I whisper, “you flying always gets me so fucking hot”.
Ikaris let out a growl in response, reaching behind him to push open the door, then wrapped his arm around mine pulling me to tumble in the room together, not wasting a second before he commanded, “get on the ground and suck my fuckin cock”.
Who was I to deny the god of a man which stood before me.
I bit my lip as I seductively lowered myself to my knees.
Ikaris wasted no time, already unbuckling his belt and smoothly sliding it off and tossing it over the bench at the end of the bed - just in close enough reach should he need access to it later on.
My hands now grabbed for his pants, making quick works of undoing the bottom, zip flying down, hands grabbing for the rim of his pants to pull them down past the base of his briefs. I caressed his hard erection through the thin material, aching to be freed.
A rough hand was in the back of my hair then, pulling my head back so I could look him in the eyes.
“Now’s not the time to be a fuckin tease” Ikaris growled from above, eyes burning with intensity.
Keeping my eyes locked on his, I moved my hand up until they reached the waistband of his briefs, pulling the clothing downward until I felt his hard cock fly out and up towards his stomach. My eyes zeroed in, mouth salivating at the feast before me.
His cock was too irresistible to spend another moment waiting, my lips leaning forward to wrap around the tip as my one hand went to its base to reach what my mouth could not, and the other bracing myself on his thigh.
I worked my mouth up and down his length, hollowing my cheeks out, trying to take as much as I could of him into the warmth of my mouth.
My hand that was resting on his thigh now moved to caress his balls, making sure I was being absolutely thorough and not leaving any part of him out of receiving pleasure.
I swirled my tongue around the tip then dipping my tongue into the slit, causing Ikaris to to tilt his head back and moan out, “fuckin hell baby girl” as his hand tighted its grip in my head.
I pulled my mouth off the tip, causing Ikaris to shoot his gaze down to mine. His eyes made contact with mine just in time to watch me hold his cock up, suck his balls into my mouth, then lick from the base to the tip of his cock, finishing leaving the tip coated in my saliva.
Ikaris growled, then pushed on my head, further forcing his cock deep into my throat, gagging me in the process. Ikaris did not say a word, only pulling me back just slightly to make sure I was okay. Once he caught a look at me, pleasure glazed over my eyes, he knew he was free to go full throttle.
He began thrusting into my mouth, starting slow and working his way up until he was completely fucking my mouth.
One look down at me, as my red and swollen lips sloppily moved up and down his cock, Ikaris could not help himself as he spit out, “you’re such a fucking cock slut aren’t you? Bet your pussy is so wet from you gagging around my cock like this”
My body burned in heat at the sound of his words, he knew the dirty words he spoke would be as much for my pleasure as it was his.
Ikaris’ breath was becoming more and more ragged, as the movements of my mouth around his cock became sloppier and sloppier, both of us overwhelmed in pleasure.
I was in complete anticipation for his body to go rock hard as he released and filled my mouth with his cum, but he was nowhere near ready for this night to be over. Instead, he kept my mouth moving up and down his cock up until the last moment before he knew he would explode, then pulled at my hair, ripping me off his cock.
As I sat on my knees panting Ikaris smirked down at me and purred, “get all your clothes off and get on the bed, princess”
I stood then so I could pull down my yoga pants, as I kicked them off my feet Ikaris’ hands made quick work grabbing onto the hem of my tank top and ripping it off over my head, flinging it across the room. Then I made quick work to unhook my bra clasp, also discarded on the floor.
I grabbed for his shirt now to rip it off him as he lowered to finish removing his pants, now standing completely bare before me.
Ikaris walked towards me slowly, looking like a predator stalking its prey. I backed myself up until I hit the bed, then crawled back until I could fully lay down, arms supporting me from behind so I could look up as my husband now stood at the end of the bed.
He crawled onto the bed and I spread my legs to the sides so he could lower his body to hover directly above me, arms supporting himself on either side of my head.
Ikairs dipped down to capture my mouth with his, sliding his tongue right in to swirl with my own. Then all too soon he pulled away, biting at my bottom lip while on his way out.
His mouth began making their way down my throat, past my collar bones pausing when they reached my breasts. Ikaris practically devoured my left breast as his hand made quick work on the right one. He swirled his tongue around my left nipple, as his hand worked to tweak and flick at the other.
His hand that was not in use began to slide down from around my waist, until it reached my still clothed covered center..
Ikaris pulled away, eyes bearing into mine, “I thought I told you to get all your fucking clothes off before getting into bed”.
I batted my eyes as I looked down at him and responded, “oops, I must have been distracted”, biting my lip.
Ikaris let out a low growl, before quickly bringing both hands to my hips and flipping me over so I now laid on my stomach, head turned to the side. Ikaris resumed his position over top of me then lowered so he could whisper in my ear, “you remember what happens when you don’t listen, hmm? What happens when my princess is bad?” he asked.
Heat flushed over me as I whispered, “they get punished”.
“Good girl” Ikaris purred, then sat up so he could grab at my panties, pull them down my legs and toss them to the floor.
Ikaris moved back up to my ear to ask, “how does ten spankings sound?.. Hmm?... Does that sound good enough to you?”
I nodded the best I could in my position as I tried to twist to look him in the eyes as I confirmed, “yes sir”.
Ikaris wasted no time, quickly adjusting his body to the side and with that,
‘SLAP’, my body arched into the bed.
Ikaris nipped at my ear lobe before growling, “count for me”
“One”, I rasped out.
‘SLAP’
“Two”
We continued on for eight more, each time Ikaris would immediately rub at wear he had hit, trying to lessen the burn somewhat, and each timing causing more and more wetness to gather between my thighs.
At the final blow, I choked out “ten” and my body collapsed into the bed.
Ikaris leaned down to press a kiss to the side of my head and cooed, “good job baby girl.. I’m so proud of you.. did so good for me” and with my head a little fuzzy I just hummed in reply.
“And if I know my princess well enough…” he trailed off, as his hand trailed down between my thighs to swipe through the mess I had produced there, “ahh yes, fucking soaking the bed after getting her spanking, I just know this body so well.. doesn’t daddy know you inside and out, princess?”
I eagerly nodded now, “yes Daddy, you do” I confirmed.
Ikaris flipped me onto my back and peered down at me with that devilish glint in his eyes again, “well then since I’ve already demonstrated knowing your outsides, I think it's time I do inside”.
He left open mouth kisses starting from the peak of my breasts, down across my stomach until he reached the peak of my mound.
Not wasting any time, Ikaris leaned down further so he could drag his tongue from the base, up through my folds, covering his face in my wetness, until he reached my clit, mouth suctioning around the little nub.
“Ikarisss!” I moaned, dragging out his name as my body lurched forward so my hands could grab into his hair to pull him even closer.
Ikaris continued his feast, using his index and middle finger to part my lips so he could lap at all the sweetness which my body produced for him
Each time his tongue would reach the top of my pussy, he would take an extra second to flick his tongue at my clit. My legs would try instinctively to close in response but his body blocked their way.
He seemed completely unaware of my upper body which writhed against the comforter, my legs now wrapped around his back. Combined with my hair tugging and my heels tugging into his back, I was trying to communicate my needs when my brain was too overwhelmed in pleasure to find the words.
Ikaris pulled away, placing kisses along the insides of my thighs, “tell me what you need, babygirl?” he murmured between kisses.
“Ik-” I breathed, trying to formulate the words.
“C’mon princess, tell daddy what you need”
I threw my head back in frustration.
I sat up just enough to plead, “I need you inside me daddy, please”, falling back on the bed.
With one last kiss to my thigh, Ikaris moved his mouth back to my center. My pussy lips were spread with his fingers again to allow his tongue to dive right in. He began fucking his tongue in and out of me.
“Like this?” Ikaris questioned. The vibrations of his words spread through my folds further igniting my body.
“I need more Ikaris, please” I took a breath, “fingers, please” I requested. I was about to enter full blown delirium if I did not get some form of deeper penetration rapidly.
“As you wish, princess” Ikaris cooed, moving his mouth upward to focus on my clit again as he slid one of his thick fingers into my pussy.
He thrust his finger in and out, curling along my g-spot, causing my toes to curl in the process.
But I needed more.
“More Ikaris” I pleaded, “I’m not filled enough yet”.
Ikaris complied, plunging a second finger in alongside his index. My hands tugged harder at his hair in reaction, both of us moaning out at each other's actions.
As he continued pumping his two fingers in and out of my cunt and his tongue working my clit, his free hand reached up then to grasp at my breast, immediately going to play with my nipple.
Between the nipple stimulation, clitoris stimulation and penetration, I could feel the pleasure building to a peak and I went to warn karis of my approaching climax.
“Ikaris I’m ab-aH fuCk” I blurted out, as Ikaris shut up my words as he suddenly slid a third finger in to my cunt beside the other two.
“What was that princess?” Ikaris teased from below.
“Tell me how daddy is making you feel” he hummed against my clit.
“Daddy, I’m gonna cum soon” I whined out.
“Yeah? Will you be a good girl and cum when daddy tells you to?”
I eagerly nodded, trying to hold on until he gave me permission to let go.
Ikaris then slapped my breast just as he thrust his fingers in with extra force, “use your words” he growled.
“Yes daddy” I stuttered out, “I will”.
His fingers began to thrust in and out of my cunt at an inhuman rate, suctioning his tongue around my clit again, tweaking at my other nipple now.
My breath was becoming heavy and pronounced, the pressure building inside, trying to fight me as I pushed it back down, just hold on, I repeated to myself. Urging my body to hold on until Ikaris said the words.
My body fighting my mind, by my mind fought, and fought until finally Ikaris demanded, “cum now”.
Shockwaves rippled through my body, back arching off the bed to pull Ikaris closer as my orgasm washed through, “fuck me Ikaris... f-fuck” I moaned out.
Ikaris continued pumping in and out through the span of my release. Until my body was falling back on the bed and my body began to shutter at the overstimulation his fingers now delivered.
He ceased his movements, withdrawing his fingers, then giving one more lap up through my folds with his tongue, and a kiss to my clit before he finally brought his gaze back up to mine.
He crawled up the bed, his hand which was just inside me now caressed my cheek to pull my mouth to meet his, allowing me to taste myself as his tongue entangled with mine.
Ikaris pulled back then so our foreheads just now rested together as he whispered, “you good, Love?” hand running through my hair now as he quickly checked in to make sure I was okay to continue.
I nodded, and as I peered up through my lashes I confirmed, “yes sir”.
Ikaris' face was now graced with a smirk as he saw the hunger which burned in my eyes, in anticipation for what was finally about to come.
I reached my hand down to grasp at his cock, tugging up and down, so stiff and hard, feeling along every veiny ridge of his shaft.
Ikaris groaned, then grabbed my hand, pulling it away as he also took hold of my other hand and held them down above my head.
“Your touch is electric, princess, I’d let you continue but I’m not about to explode all over your stomach before I even get my cock inside of you” he growled.
I let out a moan from his words, body becoming flushed with heat all over again.
With one hand still holding my hands above me, his other reached down to grasp his cock, letting out a hiss at how sensitive it was - even to his own town. Calming himself mentally, he took his cock and dragged it through my folds, tapping at my clit then just to tease me.
I thrust my hips up, trying to urge him to get his cock in me.
Wasting no more time because he is just as desperate as I was, I watched as he lined his cock up with my entrance, then he commanded, “look at me”.
The moment my eyes met with his, he thrust his hips forward in a fast and dominant movement, fully sheathing himself around my cunt in less than a second.
My body arched off the bed as I screamed out, “fuCk Ikaris!”, eyes squeezing shut as I adjusted to his size. I was absolutely wet enough for him to have slammed into me like that, but his size would always take me a moment to adjust to.
A single moment was all I got before he pulled his hips back until the tip of his cock just barely exited my warmth, before he snapped his hips forwards to fill me completely again.
“Holy fuck” I breathed out, the wind getting knocked out of me, Ikaris just smirked down at me.
Thrusting in and out, Ikaris began to just develop a rapid rhythm, fucking into me so deep he took my breath away each time.
I was desperate to grasp on him, his hair, his back, his arms, his anything but he kept my hands contained in his one hand, as his other grasped and pulled at my breasts now.
“Ikaris ple-” I tried to get the words out, “touch Ikaris… let me touch you” I pleaded in desperation.
“Are you gonna be a good girl?” he grunted from above as his hips continued thrusting into me.
“Yes, I promise daddy, please”
Like those were the magic words, Ikaris complied. My hands were freed and immediately were running through his hair, grasping on the brown strands, pulling his mouth down to mine. Teeth clashing, tongues uncoordinated as his thrusts shook our bodies, we just tried to taste each other best we could.
Then Ikaris pulled his face away so he could lean down further and drag his teeth across my throat.
My hands now sought refuge on his back, hands splayed across the surface.
Ikaris reached his arms down to grasp my thighs to pulls them up to wrap around his waist, lifting my hips now off the bed so he could fuck down into me.
The new angle had my nails curing along the surface of his back, no doubt leaving marks for him to discover tomorrow.
My neck arched back in pleasure, allowing Ikaris more room to continue his assault, nipping at my throat then sucking the skin into his mouth.
“Ikaris..” I rasped, “I.. I’m getting close again”
“Fuckin Christ” Ikaris muttered, then began to thrust even harder and faster.
My whole body shook with his thrusts.
Ikaris then reached one hand down between us so he could rub at my clit, trying to push me over the edge.
“You gonna come for me again? Huh?”
My eyes rolled back in pleasure, moaning out in response.
“Look at you already getting drunk off my cock. Can’t help yourself when you got my cock filling you up like this, can’t you?” he teased.
“Ikaris.. Please” I stuttered.
“You want to cum? Then fuckin cum right now”
My release exploded around him, hands grasping onto his back as if to hold on while the earth shuttered around me. My pussy walls contracting around his cock as the waves of pleasure consumed my body.
“Fuckin Christ” Ikaris pulled his cock out of me, though he fingers remained at my clit to work me through my orgasm.
I had a brief moment of calm, when my body stopped convulsing as I breathed out a “fuck me” just to the general universe.
Ikaris seemed to think I spoke that to him though as he smirked down at me and said “with pleasure”.
Grasping his hands at my waist, he rolled us over to that I now sat on top of him, “or rather, you fuck yourself on me” he purred.
With his hands on my hips, he helped lift me up so that I could reach down, grasp his cock to line him up, then ease me down to sink all the way onto his cock.
My walls squeezing around him, Ikaris’ fingers curled into my hips, likely leaving some bruising I will discover tomorrow.
As my cunt pulsed around him, it was now Ikaris’ turn to arch off the bed and moan out, “Jesus fuckin Christ”
As I lifted myself up to slam myself down again, I could not stop from gasping at how full I felt from this angle.
“You stretch me out so good Ikaris... fuck I can hardly take it” I whined.
I used all my strength in my thigh muscles to repeatedly bring my body up and down, hands bracing themselves on Ikaris’ abs as I rode his cock into oblivion.
My breasts bounced as I did, until Ikaris reached up with one hand to grab ahold of my right breast, massaging it in his hand and his other hand remained supporting me at the hip.
Then, instead of just bouncing up and down, I shifted myself as I began to roll my hips forward.
Ikaris almost looked like he was in pain, I knew he was trying to hold on as long as he could.
“Fucking minx you are” he growled, now beginning to thrust his hips up to meet my movements, “I’m about to lose it, you have no idea what I’m holding back” he grunted between thrusts.
I leaned forward all the way to completely lay my body on top of his so I could whisper in his ear, “then don’t hold back,” my voice purred.
“Ahh fuck” Ikaris grunted, then in a rush he was pushing me off of him, sitting up on his knees. He grasped at my waist to turn me over so I laid on my stomach, pulled me up to all fours and slammed his cock into me again.
“Fuck Ikaris!” I cried out in surprise.
Ikaris held on to my hips so he could bring my hips back to meet his movements.
“God your cunt is so fuckin wet, yet its still so fuckin tight”.
“I’m-fuck.. I’m alway wet for you daddy... especially for your cock” I rasped out.
“Yeah? Such a fuckin slut for my cock aren’t ya?”
I lazily nodded my head, my brain too overwhelmed in ecstasy.
Then all of a sudden Ikaris hand was grasping my hair, pulling me up so my back met his chest, his hand then leaving my hair to wrap around my throat, applying slight pressure.
“I thought we went over this” he growled, “use your fuckin words and tell me, are you a slut for daddy’s cock?”
My head rolled back onto his shoulder as I cried out, “yes, I’m daddy’s cock slut”.
“Damn straight you are” then he released his hold on me so I could fall back onto my hands.
I could feel Ikaris slightly lean back, then I felt a rough material placed against my back. I turned my head as much as I could just to confirm, the belt.
Ikaris leaned his body over mine, hips never so much as slowing their thrusts, so he could loop the belt around my neck. Then, grasping the ends in his hands, he leaned back pulling the belt with him, enough to form tension at my throat but not enough to seriously restrict my breathing.
With one hand on my hip to brace himself, the other wrapped around the belt, Ikaris pounded into me from behind.
“Fuckin hell, I wish you could see the sight you are, see what a whore you are for me” he grunted.
“I’m… your… whore” I choked out.
Ikaris hand that was on my hip left its place only to be brought down against my ass cheek, causing me to let out a moan as my arms gave out. Ikaris let go of the belt so as not to choke me as my face fell into the mess of pillows below, my back remaining arched up to meet his thrusts still.
“Ikaris…” I pleaded, though my brain was not sure for what exactly, as Ikaris grabbed and pulled at my ass cheeks as his hips continued to slam into mine.
Then Ikaris lowered himself onto me, pushing me down so I now laid flat against the bed, legs slightly spreading to the sides to give room for Ikaris to continue fucking his cock deep inside of me.
With the belt now hanging loosely, he tossed it to the side, his hand now coming to replace it, wrapping around my throat pulling me back just enough for him to whisper in my ear,
“Are you getting close again, princess?”
“Y-yes” I choked out.
“Yeah? I can fucking feel it. So fuckin wet for me.. listen to the sounds when I thrust in to you.. can hear how wet you are from a mile away”
“Wet.. for.. you.. “ I replied.
“Now I bet you want me to make you even more of a mess and fill you up with my cum, hmm? You want me to make a mess out of you and cover your pussy with my cum?” he purred.
I could feel my release starting to build.
“Yes- Ikaris- please”, I rasped out between thrusts “I- need- fill- pussy”
“Can’t even speak proper sentences anymore can you? Daddy did his job right tonight then didn’t he?”
“Daddy please” I cried out, “I need- I need to cum” I begged.
“Then let Daddy finish the job then” he growled, before he began to drive his cock into me with a force and speed unmatched yet tonight.
One hand around my throat, the other making its way between my body and the bed until it reached my clit, fingers circling the hypersensitive spot.
“Ahh fuck Daddy… I- I’m so close” I cried out, “so- so close”
“Gonna cum on my cock when I tell you to, got it?”
“Y-yes” I breathed, trying to nod my head even though his hand around my throat prevented much movement.
Between his thrusts which felt so deep as if they were in my stomach, his rapid finger strokes on my clit, hand around my throat, his whole body pressing in to mine from oboe, it was so no surprise when he said the word “cum”, my entire essence shattered,
“Fuuuck” I moaned out, eyes squeezing shut.
My release squirted from my pussy and around Ikaris’ cock, drenching both of us and the bed beneath.
That was the last straw which finally sought Ikaris’ release, his body tensing above mine as I felt his cum filling me, the warmth spreading through my cunt.
“Fuck, fuck, fuuck” he groaned.
Ikaris thrust now began to slow and lose their rhythm, though they remained just as forceful as before as he attempted to thrust his cum as deep inside me as he could.
My walls continued to contract around him, as if trying to squeeze as much of his cum from his pulsating cock.
Until finally, Ikaris stilled his hips, and with his cock still logged deep inside me, he collapsed on top of me, completely covering me in his weight.
His weight helped calm me, pulling my shuttering body to a halt as I relaxed into the disheveled comforter beneath me.
We both just laid there for several moments, catching our breaths, taking in this moment where we were so impossibly close to one another, not only physically but mentally as well.
After a few minutes, when I was just feeling myself on the edge of falling asleep, I felt Ikaris behind me beginning to plant kisses along my back, before rolling over and finally pulling his cock from mine.
A small whimper left my lips from the lossed feeling of fullness.
Ikaris wrapped his arms around my shoulders to help roll me over to lay on my back.
“I’ll be right back” he whispered, pressing a kiss to my forehead before rolling off the bed.
My eyes closed as my brain tried to make sense of everything which happened this evening.
What felt like only a second later, I felt Ikaris beside me, gently grasping onto my knees to part my legs.
“My my, what a sight you are Love, cunt dripping with my cum” he hummed cheekily from above.
A faint laugh escaped my lips as my cheeks flushed with warmth.
Ikaris took the warm damp towel in his hands and cleaned the mess between my thighs. My body reacting with slight jerks and convulsions when the towel contacted the most sensitive areas.
A faint whimper could be heard by Ikaris.
He looked up at me in concern, “shhh, shhh, I’m almost done Love, just need to finish cleaning you up, okay?”
I lazily nodded in reply.
Ikaris made quick, but gentle, work to finish cleaning me up. He went to discard the towel in the laundry basket before returning to my side, “Love, gonna help you to the bathroom, okay?” he confirmed, I nodded again, too tired for words.
Ikaris helped me to the bathroom, allowing me privacy to relieve myself, then returning to scoop me in his arms and carry me to bed.
Once I was comfortably situated under the bed, Ikaris left to turn off the lights before making his way to his side of the bed and pulling me into his arms, spooning me from behind as he pressed a soft kiss to the top of my head.
“I’m sorry I was home so late Love” he whispered in my ear, “I know how anxious that makes you”
“It’s okay baby, as long as you come home safe to me at the end of the day, that’s what matters” I whispered back, “and if you make it up to me like that when you do get home” I added.
“I’d be more than happy to continue making it up to you tomorrow if you’d like, Love” he suggested.
A let out a breathy laugh, “I think I’ll need a recovery day tomorrow”.
I could feel him smile against my head, “fair enough”.
Pairing: Ikaris x Reader (but this story really just focus’ on Ikaris and his daughter)
Summary: A collection of moments with Ikaris and his precious baby girl
Word Count: 2.9k
Warnings: uhh.. heart melting at the thought of Ikaris with a baby??
**NO ETERNALS SPOILERS**
A/N: okay I just had to get these thoughts down and out of my brain but after this I think the next one we’re gonna spice things up again 😈
Nighttime/ Feedings:
Ikaris loved to take any of the feedings he could.
He knew how much you cherished breastfeeding, all the benefits breastfeeding has for both the little bubs and mum as well, but he couldn’t help how connected he felt to his daughter in those moments.
That is why Ikaris was incredibly insistent on taking the night feeds. On top of it allowing you some more time to rest, it also gave him more daddy-daughter time.
Within the first couple weeks, sweet baby Penolope would wake up 2-3 times at least in the night to feed.
Ikaris would lie in bed just barely allowing himself to drift off, so that as soon as the first little sound of displeasure came from his daughter's mouth as she laid beside him in the bassinet, he was up on his feet to attend to her.
Even though she’d been in your lives for a couple of weeks now, Ikaris still handled her with the utmost care, scared that any sudden move would harm the fragile little being.
He’d carefully scoop one hand under her bum and the other behind her head as he brought her up out of her bed and placed her on his bare chest.
He’d reach down to the blanket which rested on the edge of the bassinet and hold it over her back to keep her nice and cozy. Ikaris would then lean down to press a couple kisses to the top of her head, whispering little shushes and murmurs of “daddy’s here, daddy’s gonna get you all settled, daddy’s gonna get you your bubba’s okay?”
Carefully, he’d leave your bedroom and go down the stairs to the kitchen. You would have expressed some extra milk to store for these night time feeds, so all Ikaris had to do was carefully navigate opening the fridge to take out the bottle with one hand, while keeping the other firmly on her little back.
The little one would be quite fussy now, desperate for her bottle, so as the bottle warmed in the bottle warmer machine you had invested in, he’d gently bounce around the room, using his voice to try and calm her the best he could.
“It’s okay, Lovie, your babba will be ready in just a moment”
“Oh I know you’re just so hungry baby.. just a couple more minutes princess, okay?”
“I’m sorry love, I wish I had the same equipment mumma does so I could feed you right now, but just a minute longer, alright?”
When the machine let out a little ding, notifying it was heated to just the right temperature, Ikaris would quickly grab it and take the two of them up the stairs, past your room where you still slept, and into the nursery.
You had kept the room incredibly simple. You wanted a light airy feeling to it, so you kept the colour scheme neutral with mainly cream colours. Though over the last couple of weeks you couldn’t help but add a few touches of soft pink now that you knew the gender.
Ikaris would go straight for the rocking chair which rested in the corner beside the window.
After slowly seating himself, he would carefully shift her from laying on his chest, to being nestled in the crook of his arm, a blanket wrapped around her for warmth.
“There you go” he’d coo at her as he navigated the bottle nipple into her awaiting mouth. Her little whimpers would finally cease, allowing Ikaris to relax his shoulders a bit as he knew his baby was now content.
For the next 20-30 minutes as Penelope suckled away, Ikaris would not care about anything else in the world besides the little blue eyes he stared into, and which stared back at him.
With a foot on the ground he’d slowly rock the chair back and forth, the movement calming both him and the babe in his arms.
Ikaris felt like this was his time to really connect with her one on one, and make up for all that time that you had her to yourself over the past 9 months.
He’d tell her stories about how he put her nursery together.
“You’re mummy laughed at me the whole time when I couldn’t figure out why I was a screw short but don’t worry princess, daddy figured it out and it couldn’t be safer for when you're old enough for it”
He’d tell her about all the things he has planned for her in the future.
“I already have a whole plan of the playground I’m building for you in the yard. It's gonna have a swing set, a sandbox, and monkey bars. Oh and I found the perfect tree the other day when we took you on a walk for where I can build us a treehouse where we can have special daddy-daughter time… but you can’t tell mum about that yet okay, can you keep my secret?”
But what he spoke about to her more than anything else, was how happy he was to have her in his life.
“I’ve waited seven thousand years to get to meet you, isn’t that crazy!”
“You just get more and more beautiful every time I look at you, I don’t know how that’s even possible!”
“You have my eyes you know.. I think they are mumma’s favourite thing about you… even I hope they don’t change”
“I never knew I could love something so much, so instantaneously, and so unconditionally”
“'I'll love you forever, as long as I'm living, my baby you'll be.”
Play Time
Ikaris takes play time extremely seriously.
All the parenting books talk about how important it is for a baby's development and Ikaris just wanted to set his daughter up to be on the best path for success in the future.
Plus.. he can’t help his obsession with making his baby girl let out those glorious giggles.
Right from when she was a newborn, and really did not understand much of anything around her, Ikaris was dedicated to getting on the living room floor with her and showing all the toys he bought for her.
He’d lay down a soft play mat he had bought during your pregnancy, then gently place Penelope in the center on her back.
He’d proceed to lay down right beside her, close enough so she could see him because her distance of vision was still quite minimal.
Ikaris would have rattles, stuffed animals, books, anything you could think of.. because he found it so exciting getting to introduce her to things for the first time.
“Look at this Lovie, this is a rattle we got just for you, see look at it makes these cool noises when I shake it”
Then of course there was the tummy time..
Ikaris would set her up on her tummy against a blanket, and at first she really didn’t like it. But then Ikaris would lay opposite of her with his chin resting on his folded arms and he’d encourage her.
“You are doing so good baby… look how strong you are oh my goodness.. building up those muscles you’re gonna be even stronger than daddy, hmm aren’t ya?”
Once she learned how to actually smile and giggle though... that brought a whole other level of excitement to play time.
If there was ever a moment throughout the day when Ikaris looked over and did not see a smile on her face, even if she was not necessarily upset or crying, he felt it was his absolute duty to drop what he was doing and go over to make her as happy as he could.
Peek-a-boo was a classic they both enjoyed.
Ikaris would be on the floor, back leaned up against the couch, his knees bent so he could rest Penelope's back against them so her legs rested on his stomach pointed up towards his chest.
He could stay there for hours with his hands over his eyes going, “where’d Penelope go, hmm? Penelope, where are you?” and then he’d move his hands away and go “there she is!” and his daughter would jump in surprise as giggles erupted from her. That gummy little smile melting Ikaris’ heart in the process.
Not to mention, every few rounds of peek-a-boo he’d pause so he could lean down and kiss his princesses little feet which were just too irresistible. Then of course proceeded to blow a couple of little raspberries on the bottoms to elicit a few more giggles.
Ikaris’ heart really melted though when she got to the age where he could watch her learn how to do things for the first time. He would have her sitting against her Boppy pillow for support, then he would have some blocks set out before them.
Up until this point, Ikaris would build little towers from the blocks and then Penelope would take pleasure in flailing her arms to knock it down. Ikaris of course would keep building and re-building so that he could keep the little laughs coming from his daughter’s mouth.
Then one day, she didn’t immediately knock over the blocks. Instead she studied them carefully with her eyes, and proceeded to reach forward and grab another block that was to the side and aimed to put it on top of the little pyramid Ikaris had made.
Unfortunately, for her first go she didn’t quite understand the block had to cover enough of the block below it to be fully supported, so when he let go and it didn’t quite cover half the block below it, it fell to the floor.
Ikaris’ eyes immediately shot up just in time to see his baby girl’s lip just begin to wobble, and eyes starting to glaze over.
“Oh no princes it’s okay” he’d coo at her, immediately reaching over to pull her into his arms and bring her in close to give her a hug and whisper, “I’m so proud of you for trying, you did so good, you are so smart huh? You're learning from daddy, aren’t you?” and lean down to kiss her head in between sentences.
Then as Ikaris sat with his legs spread out to the sides, he’d turn his baby around so her back was to his chest, and place her between his legs.
Then he would take five of the blocks and stack 2 on top of 3 to make the base of a small pyramid, before grabbing another block and holding it out for his daughter to take.
She’d stare at his hand for a moment before understanding he was giving it to her and would open her palm so her daddy could place it in her hand. Then she would look up at the blocks he’d already placed to try and put together what she was to do with the one in her hand.
Ikaris would be leaned down whispering, “you got this baby girl… you know what to do don’t ya… daddy is right here supporting you”.
After a moment of staring down the blocks, she figured out she was meant to put it on top and so she slowly reached forward to place the block on top… and it stayed!
Ikaris would immediately sweep her into his arms again and be up on his feet. He’d gently toss her in the air then bring her down to kiss her cheeks, before throwing her up again and twirling them around.
“You did it princess! Oh my goodness you’re so smart! Why are you growing up so fast? Daddy’s heart can’t take it. I need you to stop growing up, okay missy?” he’d tell her, trying to give the most stern look he could. Penelope would just let out a laugh at the weird face her daddy was making.
Showing her the world:
Having existed on this planet for seven thousand years, Ikaris knew there was an endless amount of adventures that awaited him to take his daughter on.
He would start off small though.
For the first while after she was born, whenever you would take her outside she would mainly remain in her carriage, snoozing away and protected from the sun.
Once she got a bit older, and could be out in the sun more, bearing protection from a collection of little hat’s Ikaris couldn’t help himself from purchasing, he was out there showing his daughter all the things nature had to offer.
Though Ikaris loved the feeling of holding his baby right in his arms, he was a huge fan of the baby carrier
That way he would be able to have his baby nice and close to him but he could have his hands free to point and grab at things to introduce to his daughter.
He’d pull down a branch and go, “look at the leaves baby… you can reach up and touch them… see like this darling”. If she didn’t go for it he’d pluck a leaf off for her and hand it to her so she could feel it in her palm.
He’d just stare down with a smile, in awe as his baby girl analyzed and explored this new object in her hands.
That was until she’d proceed to try and put the leaf in her mouth and Ikaris would have to quickly wrestle out of her surprisingly strong grasp and tell her, “oh no no baby girl, we don’t eat that, that yucky… eww.” and make a disgusted facial expression to further demonstrate the words she didn’t quite understand yet.
From showing her the leaves on the trees, to the fruits and vegetables in her momma’s garden, to the little critters that graced their yard from little lady bugs to the birds and squirrels, Ikaris never missed a moment to show his daughter all that existed around them.
The first place they really took her to explore outside of their home was the zoo.
Ikaris could hardly sleep the night before he was so excited to show her all the animals that they had read about in her books before bedtime.
You’d brought the stroller along just in case, but it really just ended up being a caddie for all the baby stuff. Not so much the actual baby because she stayed in Ikaris’ arms the entire time so he could point out everything to her.
She wouldn’t even be speaking any words yet, not even mama or dada, but still Ikaris would encourage her,
“You see that white and black animal animal there princess, that’s a cow! Just like in your book! Do you remember what a cow says? Hmm? Is it ‘moooo”?” And even though she wouldn’t understand a word, he’d normally still get some giggles out of her just from the funny sounds he made.
Then he’d proceed to do the same for the pigs, elephants, monkeys, and even animals he didn’t know what sound they made, like flamingos and rhinos, he would make up funny noises he thought they might make just to try and get some laughter from his daughter.
The last exhibit they’d reach would be the lions. Ikaris would hold her up to the viewing glass, hands wrapped around her belly, so she could place her hands on the windows and stare in awe at the big animals which stalked around.
She’d get a bit too excited though and begin to slap her hands against the glass to express her amusement of the lions. Unfortunately, with their keen sense of hearing, this would get the lion's attention and cause the large male to let out a humongous roar.
Penelope would immediately be trying to twist her body around and hold out her arms to signal her father to take her into his arms as a way to protect her. Ikaris would immediately bring her down and wrap his arms around her now so that she rested against his chest, her little head positioned in the crook of his neck and she let out wails of fright.
Ikaris’ t-shirt would become wet from the tears and snot which came from his daughter, but that would be the least of concern.
He’d move away from the enclosure, bouncing as he walked in an attempt to sooth her just as he’d done from the day she was born.
He’d rub his hand over her back in comfort and turn his head down to press kisses to the top of her head as he murmured to her,
“Its okay princess daddy is here, daddy’s got you”
“I know that lion sound was so loud and scary wasn’t it? But it is all over now, you’re safe now okay?”
“Daddy’s here to give as many cuddles as you need, okay? I’m not going anywhere.”
With the day nearing an end anyway, when Penelope would finally lift her head and proceed to rub her little fists at her eyes as a sign of tiredness, you’d know it was time to head home.
When they got home, after you fed her one more time, Ikaris cleaned her up and got her into her jammies. He’d lay her down in her crib, lean down to press a kiss to her forehead and whisper, “I love you baby girl, and I can’t wait for all the more adventures we get to go on tomorrow.”
Summary: Ikaris supports you through the rollercoaster of emotions that is childbirth but by the end when you have your precious baby in your arm, he wouldn’t have it any other way.
Word Count: 4.4k
Warnings: Childbirth, SO MUCH FLUFF
**NO ETERNALS SPOILERS**
A/N: husband!Ikaris and dad!Ikaris have just completely overtaken my thoughts and I mean.. not mad about it
I knew Ikaris would know that something was up the moment he woke up. He was always awake before I was.
Especially as I was now in the last weeks of my pregnancy as I approached 39 weeks, I most definitely had not been getting out of bed any earlier than 10:00 am these days.
This baby had run out of room and was adamant on making me aware of this fact by constantly kicking and stretching from within my womb all. night. long.
But I had to focus now, at the situation which layed before me, this was important.
How many cups of flour did I need again?
I looked down at the recipe book to double check. Okay one and half cups, got it. I reached into the cabinet to grab for the measuring cups, but of course Ikaris had accidentally put them on a shelf higher than where I normally kept them.
I knew I wasn’t in a position to climb on the counter or get up on a stool, so I stretched upwards with all I could, putting pressure on my already sore and swollen feet. But, this was important.
I could just feel the measuring cup handle on the tip of my finger, when a large arm reached up from behind me and grabbed the measuring cups to place on the counter for me.
The surprise caused me to spin around abruptly, my belly hitting Ikaris’ in the process, throwing off my center of balance and I began to wobble. Ikaris quickly grabbed for either side of my belly to steady me.
“Ikaris!” I breathed out, of course out of breath because it did not take much these days, “you should know by now you can’t just sneak up on a pregnant lady like that. You almost made me pee myself again” I glared up at him.
I could tell Ikaris was still trying to figure out the situation of why exactly I was awake at 6:30 am and why I was choosing right now to bake, when I haven’t had the energy to do anything more than lay on the couch and fold baby clothes the past couple of weeks.
“I’m sorry, Love, was only trying to help” Ikaris murmured, his hands now gliding themselves over my belly, trying to locate any kicks.
“Well I do appreciate the help” I nodded curtly.
I then turned myself around so I could then grab for the measuring cups to to measure out the flour from the container I kept it in.
Ikaris moved to lean against the island opposite of me, arms crossed over his bare chest, the low hanging sweats the only item of clothing on him at the moment.
“Are you feeling alright this morning, Love?” Ikaris inquired from behind me.
“Mhmm” I hummed in reply, now going to grab the sugar container.
“Are you sure? It’s quite early for you to be up, and especially to be baking a..” he trailed off..
“A cake” I filled it
“Right.. a cake”
“What's wrong with me making a cake? I’ll share some with you if that’s what you’re worried abo-OW OW, AHH AHH” I reached forward to brace myself on the counter's edge, dropping the measuring cup that was in my hands and spilling sugar all over the counter.
Ikaris was on me in a flash, grasping on to my hips to steady myself as I rocked side to side, trying to push through the pain which seemed to spark from my abdomen but wrapped around to my lower back as well.
I crossed my forearms on the counter so I could lean my forehead head against them as I let out a low groan of discomfort.
To my relief, within a minute or so the pain washed away and I was able to stand up so I could lean back against my husband who continued to massage my hips.
“I knew something was up” Ikaris hummed in my ear and I just knew there would be a smirk on his face if I had the energy to turn around and look. I just chose to ignore him.
I let out a breath, “okay, if you don’t mind I need to get back to work” I tried to push myself away for him so I could grab a cloth to clean up my mess.
Ikaris grabbed for my arm though before I could take a step, causing me to face him, before he asked, “how long have you been having contractions?” Complete seriousness washed over his face now, he didn’t even add a Love at the end like he normally does.
“Umm it’s hard to pinpoint exactly..” I scratched my head, Ikaris eyes just kept staring into mine, demanding an answer, “maybe like since like three-ish?” I squeaked out.
I could see his jaw muscles clench as he held himself back from getting upset, internally telling himself to remain calm before asking, “and how far apart are they?”
I glanced at the clock, “like 10 minutes” I didn’t bother beating around the bush at this point.
“Now if you really don’t mind” I moved to turn around again, “I really do need to finish this”.
“Love, you're clearly in active labour. Don’t you think you should be relaxing and getting some rest while you can? I mean I really don’t think this is the time to be baking a cake.”
I could sense the urgency in his voice, like he needed to go and start getting things ready but he couldn’t leave me here on my own just continuing to try and bake while I had to fight through contractions every few minutes.
“I have to finish this” I insisted.
“Love, I don’t think giving birth requires a cake” he tried to argue.
“But it’s going to be their birthday”
“Love, they can’t even eat the cake yet”
“But.. but..” I couldn’t get out another sentence before the tears began to fall from my eyes now, my hands bracing myself again against the counter as I tried to hold back sobs.
“Whoa whoa okay, it’s alright Love, it’s okay” Ikaris assured me, quickly coming to wrap me in his arms best he could with my belly keeping us much further apart than I wanted to be in that moment.
Ikaris reached his hand up to cup my face and wipe away the tears with his thumb.
“What’s going on inside your head my Love?” he calmly asked.
I could barely hold back the tears as I gasped out the words, “I just don’t want our baby to think I’m a bad mom”, now not being able to stop the sob which wretched out of me
“What? Why would you think you are going to be a bad mom?” Ikaris inquired, his face reading like he almost seemed offended I would think such a thing about myself.
“Because mom’s always make cakes for their children's birthdays and I don’t want our child to look back and think I’m a bad mom because I didn’t make one for this birthday” I tried to explain.
Ikaris sighed, “I need you to listen to me Love. You are going to be the best mother to our child. They will never look back and think you are a bad mom because you didn’t make them a cake on this day. You will have tons of years ahead of you where you can do this for them, but I think now we need to focus on having this baby first, okay?” Ikaris asked.
I could see the logic in his argument now, I suppose.
I finally conceded, nodding my head and I leaned in wrap my arms around his upper half to give my husband a hug. Ikaris leaned down to kiss my forehead as I felt his body relax slightly knowing that I would now relax.
And as timing would have it, of course that would be when I felt a gush from inside me, followed by wetness splashing all down my legs as well as a bit on to Ikaris.
A huge pain, the strongest I experienced yet, ripped through me before I could even comment on my water breaking. I leaned forward even more, bracing myself on Ikaris as I tried to weather through the pain.
Ikaris encouraged me from above, “deep breaths Love, you’re okay I got you Love, in and out just keep breathing for me”, and though I could barely make out the words he said, it comforted me nonetheless just to hear his voice.
Once the pain finally washed away, leaving just a soft cramping in my abdomen, Ikaris helped me over to the living room couch. Once I was settled he quickly ran up the stairs to grab for his phone and call Ajak while he ran around grabbing towels from the closet and my robe from our bathroom.
He finally came back down, letting me know Ajak was on her way. Now he was fully dressed too with a shirt to fully cover him plus the sweats.
Then he helped change me into my robe, leaving me again to go clean up the mess which remained on our kitchen floor.
I knew from early on in my pregnancy I wanted the birth to be at home, pending no serious medical complications. Our home was our sanctuary, just the two of us, so I knew giving birth here would allow me to stay the calmest and hopefully have the most enjoyable birthing experience I could.
Ikaris had agreed, but he insisted Ajak be present just in case anything were to go wrong, she would be there with her healing abilities. In preparation for this moment, Ajak had been staying in a nearby town for the past couple of weeks just waiting for our call.
Over the next hour while we waited for Ajak, I remained mainly on the couch directing Ikaris on everything we, well, more like he needed to do to prepare for the birth.
He unpacked the pool I planned on using, which now stood blown up in the middle of our living room with a clear tarp underneath. Towels laid next to the pool on the ottoman for when all was said and done.
He set up a changing pad on the kitchen counter along with baby blankets and diapers.
And between all of his running around, every time a contraction came he was instantly by my side. Letting me squeeze his hand until I cut off blood flow ,with not a whisper of complaint out of his mouth, only sweet encouragements to breath and reminders that it would be over soon.
Ajak finally arrived, walking right past Ikaris and straight to my side once Ikaris had opened the door.
“Oh hunny” she cooed at me, coming in to give me a loving motherly hug which almost brought me to tears again. She pulled away to look up at me, “this is so exciting!” she almost squealed.
Ajak had been beyond thrilled when Ikaris and I first got together, a chance for Ikaris to have his one true love. This baby was a manifestation of our love and our happiness together, and Ajak was so excited to see the life we were building together. Plsu, she of course couldn’t wait for all the baby clothes this gave her an excuse to buy.
After getting out her excitement, Ajak did get serious and had me lay back so she could check to see how dilated I was. I guess when you live for 7000 years, you pick up some things about midwifery.
I was still only at about 5 cm, meaning I still had a ways to go. So after that it just became a waiting game.
I started to get inpatient however, just sitting around, and as Ajak could see I was getting ancy, she suggested a slow walk would maybe help things progress.
That led to Ikaris slowly helping me up and out the back door to take us on a walk outside.
In preparation for our new addition, Ikaris had taken it upon himself to lay down a solid path around the property because as he put it “it will be easier to push the carriage around on solid stone to go on family walks rather than have to push it through the grass”.
I certainly wasn’t going to deny watching him lay down stones all shirtless and sweaty while my second trimester hormones were raging back then.
And it turns out it was useful before the baby even came, as for the first time we actually used it together as a couple to take a stroll around our home.
My contractions were down to about every 5 minutes now, so we had to pause a number of times. I alternated between leaning forward and leaning back onto him, whatever position I thought I could get into fastest in that moment I went with.
Ikaris would continue to message my hips or back, wherever I told him I needed pressure he was there instantly with his hands applying what support he could.
The words of encouragement didn’t stop either, no matter if I was contracting or not.
“I’m just so proud of you Love, you are doing so well”
“Just think in a few hours we’re gonna be able to hole the little bubs in our arms”
“I’m right here beside you, not going anywhere, whatever you need I’m right here to support rou”
By the time we made it back to the house, I could feel how low the baby had gotten in my pelvis, and I knew the time for their arrival was approaching quickly.
The contractions were getting incredibly intense and only spaced out now a couple minutes apart.
Ajak had me lay on the couch again to check my dilation, and said I was already at 9 cm so if I wanted to get in the water I better do it now.
Ikaris carefully helped me to my feet, I braced my hands on his shoulders for support as he slipped the robe off me and threw it onto the couch behind me. He then took my hand to lead me over to the pool and help ease me into water filled tub which Ajak had filled while we were outside. Of course, Ikaris had warmed it for me moments earlier with a flash of his eyes.
My muscles instantly relaxed as I leaned back against the pool, Ikaris sat right behind me outside the pool to assure I had the physical support to lay back against the edge, and so I could continue to hold his hand as the contractions continued to come and go.
As the intensity of the contractions increased, along with my anxiety due to how fast things were moving now, I couldn’t help but start to panic that I was really about to have a baby, we were about to become parents.
As part of my natural instincts to this stress, I began to try and get even closer to Ikaris, basically leaning over the edge of the pool now to wrap my arms around him trying to calm myself down.
Ikaris could sense my levels of panic beginning to rise and knew that I found comfort in being wrapped up in his arms during these times. The weight of his arms around me, listening to his heart beat, and the gentle movements of his breaths, calmed me whenever I began to spiral from anxiety.
In response to sensing this, Ikaris all of a sudden stood up, ripping himself apart from me so that he could pull off his shirt and pull down his sweats so he remained just in his underpants. Then he was urging me to scoot forward so that he could settle in behind me.
I leaned myself back against him and I could feel my heartbeat slow in response.
Ikaris wrapped his arms around me so his hands could smooth over my belly, soaking up the last few moments where our baby would be in there before we became a family of three.
“I think I’m really going to miss your bump, Love” he commented in my ear.
“Well you can miss it enough for the both of us” I breathed out through the cramping I was experiencing.
Ikaris chuckled in response.
“We have one last time to guess, do you think it’s gonna be a boy or a girl, Love?” he asked.
I knew mainly he was trying to distract me from the pain I was experiencing, but I could still entertain the question.
“I think it’s a boy”
“And why is that, Love?”
“Well they have been very active through my whole pregnancy, just like how you like to be” I explained.
“That seems logical enough” he whispered as he peppered kisses down my neck, I leaned my head back on his shoulder to give him even more room.
“What do you think?” I turned the question back onto him.
“You know, when I can downstairs this morning and saw you trying to bake, all I could picture was an exact miniature version of you standing next to you on a stool as you direct her how to follow the recipe”
My heart melted just hearing him imaging such a scenario.
“So you think it’s a girl?” I confirmed.
“Yeah, I’m gonna go with them being a little princess.. but of course I will be equally thrilled if it is a little prince as well” he assured me.
I knew it didn’t matter what the sex, what our baby was born as, or who they decided to decided to be as they grew older, Ikaris and I would love this child with everything our hearts had to offer no matter what.
I was pulled by my thoughts as Ajak now placed a hand on my shoulder to ask if she could check me one more time, I nodded lazily in response.
I was 10 cm. It was time to push.
Ikaris made sure I was most comfortable leaned back against him this way, I assured him it was.
Ikaris help grab onto my knees to pull them back, making it easier for to bear down when the time came.
The contractions were rushing in now very quickly, each time Ajak help coaxing me on when to begin pushing.
Ikaris rested behind me counting to 10 seconds for me to hold the pushing for before relaxing until the next contraction came about.
After each contraction, Ikaris was all over me making sure I was doing okay, pushing my hair off my forehead and wiping away the sweat which began to run down, and asking if I needed anymore ice chips.
I knew he felt somewhat helpless not being able to take the pain away from me and was trying to compensate by doing any little thing he could to make me as comfortable as I could be under the circumstances.
I pushed, and pushed, and pushed.
Ajak reached down to feel for the baby, and looked up at me as she let me know she could feel the baby’s head.
“Give me one big push on this next one” she encouraged.
I yelled out as the burning pain ripped through me, Ikaris counting down behind me, and finally a small wave of relief came as the baby's head was out.
Ajak nodded, “very good darling, you are just one more push away from meeting your baby, just give me one more big push and they’ll be here” she encouraged me.
I could barely even nod to what she said, head resting against Ikaris’ chest as I tried to catch my breath and brace myself to give it my all of this last push.
Ikaris gave some last encouraging words as he said, “you got this Love, you’ve done so good and just gotta give one more big push for us okay? Then we get to meet our baby okay?” He cooed in my ear.
And with that the contraction swooped in, I beared down with everything I had left, I could hear Ikaris behind me counting down “10, 9, 8..” and by the time I got to 1, I felt the shoulders of our baby pop out and they were sliding out into the water.
My hands were there in an instant pulling them to the surface and onto my chest, Ikaris instantly putting his hands on top of mine to support the slippery baby.
A loud cry pierced through the room.
I couldn’t stop the tears which now rolled down my face as I looked down at the tiny human which now rested on my chest, I could hear Ikaris behind me sniffling as he let out his own tears of joy.
I took a second then to move the baby up just enough so I could look down and check.
A baby girl.
I heard Ikaris begin to cry even harder behind me. I know he would have been happy either way, but I also know how eager we was to have a little princess he could spoil to no end, and here she was.
Ajak came and placed a towel over me to cover the baby to keep her warm as we let her have this skin to skin moment.
“Hi baby” I whispered down at her, “I’m your mommy” I cooed. Taking her little hand in mine and she instantly grabbed onto my finger, melting my heart in the process.
Ikaris reached around now so he could rub at her other hand with his thumb, she grabbed onto his finger right away as well.
“We’ve been waiting for you little love bug” he murmured, the other hand now rubbing up and down her back over the towel.
We just sat there together, for the first time as a family of three, trying to take in this precious moment the best we could.
Eventually I could feel the water starting to turn cold, and as Ikaris most definitely did not want his precious newborn anywhere near him when he used his laser eyes, it was time to get out.
After Ajak helped me to deliver the placenta, she used her powers to try and ease some of the soreness I felt down below.
Then she gently took the baby from my chest and brought her over to the changing station Ikaris had set up to look over her and get her cleaned up a bit.
During that time, Ikaris helped - very slowly - ease me up onto my feet. I braced myself on him so he could dry me off best he could with a towel before wrapping my robe around me again.
He told Ajak he would be right back, then helped walk me over to the stairs, before he gently scoop me into his arms to carry me up the stairs to our room.
He got me settled on our bed, which he had fitted with a cover sheet and towels just in case because we knew I would still bleed for a while. Between me and the baby, accidents were found to happen so best to be safe rather than sorry.
After I was settled all cozy in bed, Ikaris gave me a quick kiss to the forehead before running back down the stairs to grab our daughter.
He returned only moments later, and as if my heart had not swooned enough today, seeing my husband walk into our bedroom, still shirtless from the pool, with our newborn baby girl swaddled in his arms. My heart has never been so filled with love.
He brought her over to me because he knew I wanted to try and feed her for the first time.
Ikaris helped navigate the baby into my arms and helped move my robe to give me access. It took some coaxing, but once I got her to latch on, Ikaris came around to his side of the bed so that he could come and wrap his arms around us. Both of us just staring down at our daughter as she suckled away.
The feeding soon put her to sleep causing her lips to fall away from my breast.
Ikaris helped move my robe back, then helped adjust her so I could coax the faintest little burp from her lips.
We both just continued to stare down at her, both in complete awe of this little being we created together.
I looked up at Ikaris, “it’s your turn to hold her now” I told him quietly.
Ikaris just stared at me, “are you sure?” he asked, not wanting to take away time I was soaking up with my baby.
“I’ve carried her for 9 months, now it's your turn to really meet this little person” I assured him.
Ikaris was quickly on his feet, coming around so it would be easier to take her from me. I unwound her from her swaddle so she could have skin to skin time with her daddy now too.
Ikaris carefully took her from my chest, she was so small she fit within the palms of his two hands. She let out a small cry, probably due to the colder air compared to her swaddle and being moved around so much.
He quickly, but carefully, adjusted her so she could be placed chest to chest with him. I leaned up to lay her blanket over her back. Ikaris’ one hand rested behind her head in support, while the other cupped down below her diaper covered bum and over the blanket to keep them warm.
Ikaris then began to softly sway around the room, shushing the still slightly fussy baby, pressing gentle kisses to the top of her head as he cooed whispers down to her,
“It’s okay baby daddy’s here, daddy’s got you”
“It’s probably a lot colder out here but I’m alway here to give you cuddles to warm you up”
“I know it’s been such a crazy day for you, but we’ve got you safe now”
“You got me wrapped around my finger already princess, whatever you need, I will always be here for you”
Tears rolled down my face as I watched the two of them. I couldn’t wait to see how their relationship would blossom in the coming years.
Ikaris eventually tore his gaze away from the bundle in his arms to check over on me and he noticed my state of emotion. But for once, he wasn’t worried about my tears, he knew they were tears of happiness.
He slowly made his way over to me and leaned down, holding his daughter carefully to his chest still, leaning his forehead against mine he whispered, “I can never thank you enough for this gift you have brought into this word, I will love you forever my Love”.
“I love you too” I whispered back, leaning up just enough to press our lips together.
Ikaris looked down at the babe in his arms and whispered to her now, “and I love you too baby”
And with that we began our life as a family of three.
I love your dad Ikaris stories!! Hi I love your dad Ikaris stories!! Can we please get a reader and Ikaris pregnancy story. Or just more dad Ikaris stories in general pretty please and thank you!
How’d you know the next one I wanted to write was a pregnancy story 👀
And I have so many dad!Ikaris ideas don’t you worry
A/N: I’m just trying to give the Tumblr people more Ikaris smut.. idk if this is good but maybe it’ll be good enough ¯\_(ツ)_/¯
The sun beamed down on me as I knelt in the dirt. I was trying to navigate the tomato plants, plucking the ripe red fruits to be placed in the basket beside me, while also trying to avoid the prickly cucumber plants which were trying to overtake the entire garden.
I paused to take a breath, leaning back to glance up at the sky. The sun was all alone in a sea of blue, not a cloud in sight. I leaned back on my ankles as I reached up to pull my hat up so I could swipe away the sweat which gathered on my forehead.
I couldn’t help but pause to look around at the land which surrounded me.
Ikaris had built this cottage for us in the middle of this enchanting forest. I truly felt as if I lived in my own magical world out here, with a charming prince to go along with it.
The cottage sat in the middle of a large round clearing of the forest, with plenty of green grass which almost screamed for children to run all over, tumbling around and giggles that could be heard for miles.
We’d been married for three years. I couldn’t help myself. Everywhere I looked, I imagined how that scene would differ with a miniature version of Ikaris fluttering about- and him alongside them no doubt aiding in causing trouble.
I sighed to myself. Our life felt so perfect here on our own. I was too nervous Ikaris wanted to remain just us two alone, and would reject the idea of any additions.
I shook my head to rid myself of those thoughts. As I went to grab for the cucumbers again to pull them away from the tomatoes, I was interrupted by a voice behind me.
“Getting all sweaty and dirty without me, Love?” I heard my husband speak behind me.
I couldn’t help the smirk which appeared on my face in response to his cheekiness.
“Well you could make yourself useful and get down here and help me, get dirty alongside me” I replied, finishing my sentence looking up at him with a wink.
Ikaris stood there, I could tell he was peering down at me even though his eyes were hidden behind a pair of dark shades. He wore a white wife-beater and light brown cargo shorts, and in his hand he held a mason jar mug filled with ice water.
“I think I will reserve just being the refreshments caddie for you, Love. Does that work for you?” he asked, now pulling down his shades just enough so I could see him staring with that gleam in his eye.
“Yes, I think that will work just fine for me” I said, not being able to resist ogling my husband who just looked so angelic standing in the path of the sun. The subtle sheen to his skin along his biceps just screamed for me to take my tongue along it.
Before my thoughts could progress to anything dirtier than that, Ikaris was squatting down next to me and I was handed the glass. Now quite wet from the condensation due to the contrast in temperature.
“Here you go darling, don’t want ya getting dehydrated and passing out now do we?”
“I suppose a trip all the way to town for heatstroke would not be an enjoyable way to spend the afternoon would it?”
“I’m actually more concerned with you passing out and squishing the tomatoes. You know those are my favouri-whOa” he was cut off by me attempting to push him over into the dirt.
“Hey now Love, you know I’m only kidding”, he leaned down to kiss my cheek, as a sign of asking for forgiveness.
“I know” I replied, turning my face now so I could return the action with a kiss to his cheek as well. Then finally I had a chance to actually have a sip of the water, which felt so refreshing after more than a couple hours in the sun.
“Well I’m about to start working on dinner now, should be ready in about an hour okay?” he asked, and to which I hummed an “okay” in reply.
“Don’t stay out here too much longer now” he warned, “that sun is a killer today and I really don’t want anything happening to you” he told me, locking gazes with my own so I knew he meant it.
“I've only just got to finish with this tomato plant and I’ll make my way back” I assured him.
Ikaris took that as good enough assurance that I would be okay and began to make his way back to the house with the now empty mug.
As I resumed my pruning, I couldn’t help but wonder to myself what it would be like to see Ikaris not only so protective over me, but also a little one of our own.
I made my way inside the house through the back mudroom. Slipping off my gardening sandals, placing my hat on the hook and gloves in the basket to be washed later on.
I walked into the kitchen, placing the basket of vegetables next to the sink for me to wash.
“Ahh, there you are, Love” my husband appeared from inside the pantry, carrying out an armful of ingredients I knew belonged in my favourite meal.
He paused next to the sink to peer into the basket, “very nice collection so far” he nodded in impress, “can use some of those for a salad to go along with our meal” he suggested looking up at me for confirmation.
“That sounds great” I agreed, “I’m just gonna head up and rinse off this dirt first before dinner” I nodded towards the stairs, already making my way towards them.
“Sure no problem, dinner should be done when you are,” Ikaris assured as he began to set up a strainer to wash the veggies.
“Dinner was absolutely delish babe” I told my husband, reaching up to grab his shoulders from behind so I could pull him down for a kiss on the cheek, while he was in the midst of washing the dishes.
I grabbed a towel to assist in the drying and putting away of the dishes.
“Any plans for what you want to do tonight, Love?” Ikaris posed the question towards me. Before I could reply he was already suggesting, “could watch a movie, boardgame, puzzle, oh actual-”
“I was actually thinking of going for a swim tonight” I interrupted his suggestions.
He stopped his washing of the plate in his hand and looked up at me.
“You know it’s just been so tiring working in the garden all afternoon and I really could use some.. relaxation” I explained, trying to put as much suggestion as I could into the last word.
“Uh.. um yeah, that sounds good to me Love” Ikaris nodded, now moving to wash the dishes at a slightly faster pace.
We finished putting away all the dishes, so I went to change into my robe.
Ikaris was already waiting for me at the back door, in his robe as well, towels in hand for after we were done.
Hand in hand we walked down past the garden, past the open field, into the forest. It would be a surprise to anyone who came to our home, that just mere meters into the forest and hidden from sight, there was a smaller pond area, which we had surrounded in rocks so it felt almost like an in ground hot tub.
As we approached the edge I looked over at Ikaris, “you wouldn’t mind would you?” I asked, nodding in the direction of the water.
“You think I’d make you get into anything less than steaming hot water, darling” he scoffed, and moments later his eyes glowed. In only a second long blast, I could already see the steam which now arose from the water.
“Shall we milady?” Ikaris asked, drawing my attention back to him to find his robe already removed.
Standing there is all of his glory.
“We shall” I confirmed, removing my robe now as well and hanging it on a nearby branch.
With my hand in his he led me to the water, stepping in himself first so he could assist in lifting me in and settling me in the water.
The warmth of the water instantly soothed my aching muscles. I couldn’t help but close my eyes and tilt my head back at the relief.
I was pulled out of my trance however, by a gentle tug at my hand. I opened my eyes to see Ikaris now sitting on the side, water just below his shoulders.
I made my way over, choosing to sit beside him for now.
I rest my head on his shoulder, staring off at the short length of the pond and past it into the forest.
Once again, I couldn’t stop the thoughts racing through my head, the images of a potential future.
Ikaris tossing a little girl up in the air so she could fall and splash into the water. The little girl appearing back out of the water with a huge smile as she begged her father to do it again.
Ikaris chasing around a little boy through the forest, hiding behind trees so he could surprise the little boy with a ‘gotcha!’ before grabbing the boy and spinning him around while simultaneously tickling his belly to elicit those sweet sounds of laughter.
Ikaris runni-’SNAP’.
I was pulled out of my thoughts by the sound of fingers snapping in front of my face.
I looked over at Ikaris in surprise, a concerned look on his face stared back at me.
“What’s going on, Love?” He asked quickly., “Is it the water? Is it too warm? God you were out in the sun all day I should ha-”
“Ikaris!” I interrupted him, “I’m okay” I assured him.
I could tell he was not convinced.
“Love you completely zoned out for a solid minute. Are you sure everything is alright?” he pressed. “Are you sure there isn’t something on your mind?” he inquired.
“Uhh” I didn’t know how to respond to his direct question, I didn’t want to lie.
Ikaris began to nod in confirmation to himself, “okay something is definitely on your mind. Can you tell me what it is darling?”. He shifted his body so he was now completely turned towards me, while I for some reason couldn’t bear to even look at him.
As if he could sense my hensitency, Ikaris drew his hand up to gently tug at my chin in order to turn my head in his direction.
“C’mon Love, it’s me. You know you can tell me anything” he whispered in my ear.
I shook my head at him as I shyly looked up at him and said, “I’m just scared you will say no”.
He paused for a moment before asking, “will you be harmed in any way?”
“No”
“Will I?”
“No”
“Will anyone?”
“No”.
“Well then I most likely won’t say no-oH actually if it abou-”
“I want to have a baby” I finally got out, looking up at him with I’m sure a surprised expression that I actually got the words out.
There was a moment of dead silence, where only the forest sounds could be heard.
And then, there was laughter, from Ikaris.
I immediately began to pull away so I could run back to the house in shame, but before I could make it any further than standing, my arm was tugged back and I was pulled onto Ikaris’ lap, straddling him in the process.
I still couldn’t bear to look at him, tears starting to form in my eyes, thinking how stupid it was for me to bring this up.
“Whoa hey now, what are all these tears about?” Ikaris cooed at me in concern, hand lifting up to brush my cheek.
“You laughed at me” I snarled, giving a faint push to his chest to try and push myself away, but his arm was wrapped too tightly around my waist for me to budge.
“Love,” he sighed, “I wasn’t laughing at you.”
I finally looked up at him now, silently requesting for him to continue.
“I was laughing because I have been waiting for you to utter those words for years now and I couldn’t believe I was finally hearing them”.
I was too shocked to even reply to him.
My next reaction was to begin pushing at his chest again, and yelling out, “you have wanted a baby for years?! Why haven’t you told me this before?
He seemed surprised by my reaction now, “I thought it was your choice love, it’s you that has to carry the child for nine months, I don’t deserve to make the call when you are ready to do that” he explained.
God, I love this man, and I do not know what I did to deserve him.
I couldn’t help but lean down to rest my forehead on his shoulder and let out a loud groan of annoyance. Annoyance that we both have both been wanting this for so long, yet neither of us mentioned anything.
Hands grasped at my shoulders now to push me back so Ikaris could look me straight in the eyes.
“You really want to have a baby?” he asked, just to make sure.
“Oh Ikaris” I sighed, hand going up to his cheek, “I really, truly, want nothing more”.
And with that I leaned in so my lips could meet his.
His arms were both on me now, one arm around my waist pulling our lower halves together, his other hand now up behind my head running through my hair to pull us closer there as well.
My hands began first running up his chest, around to his back, and up his neck until they reached their final destination in his beautiful luscious hair.
I could feel his length now beginning to harden against my stomach, I instinctively began to roll my hips forward, trying to get myself any possible relief.
My right hand I ripped from his hair so I could plunge it into the water and grasp onto his solid member.
“Oh god!” Ikaris cried out when my hand first wrapped around him, throwing his head back and detaching our lips momentarily.
I took that as an opportunity to now lean forward and lick a strip up the side of his throat, sucking harder once I reached my destination, the spot in the crook of his neck which I knew was his weakness.
Before I could continue further, the hand in my hair pulled me back so that Ikaris’ mouth could meet mine once again.
Then I was being flipped around so that I was now sitting on the stone seat and Ikaris stood before me now, looking down.
“You’re so beautiful” he whispered, shaking his head as if he couldn’t believe that the woman before him was real- or his.
He leaned down to capture my lips with his again, wasting no time sliding his tongue to entangle with my own. His hands now placing themselves on each of my thighs in order to push them apart.
As we continued in our heated makeout, his hands began to creep up further until they reached the apex of my thighs.
In a flash I was pushing away from, “wait wait wait” I called out.
Ikaris looked down at me, scared he’d done something wrong.
Before he could question I clarified, “I would rather us not conceive our first child in the pond, do you mind taking us home?” I asked.
Ikaris smiled down now, knowing everything was indeed alright before replying, “anything you want, Love”.
In a flash Ikaris was standing up, pulling me with him, swooping me into his arms bridal style, and I was in the air before I could even say a word in protest.
Though, not that I would have put on much of a protest. He knows how attractive I find it that he can fly so effortlessly, even whilst carrying me in his arms.
In a matter of seconds we were standing on the balcony of our master bedroom, Ikaris hand in mind to guide me to the door and tugging it open for me to enter first.
I walked in and paused once I got to the foot of the bed. I could feel Ikaris behind me, having now closed the door, his breath tickled the back of my neck.
“Are you sure you’re ready for this, Love?” Ikaris whispered behind me, one last confirmation.
I looked back at him to whisper back, “I am”.
In a fury his lips were attached to mine, hands grasping at my waist to push me back towards the bed.
Ikaris lifted me up onto the bed and I began to crawl myself backwards until I reached the pillows to lean back on. Ikaris followed suit, crawling up onto the bed until he hovered over me.
His hands moved down to my thighs, then looking down at me he asked, “spread your legs for me babygirl, wide as you can, can you do that for me?”
As I could do was nod in reply, as I moved my thighs as far apart from one another as I could.
Ikaris leaned down now to look closely at the mess which was already appearing between my thighs.
Before I could tell him to do something, anything, Ikaris was on me in an instant, dragging his tongue completely through my folds, trying to taste as much of myself as he could.
I threw my head back and let out a moan in pleasure. Ikaris hummed in response, indicating his pleasure in my noises, before continuing his devouring.
My hands reached down now to grasp at his hair, his head, his anything I just wanted to try to pull him closer in any way possible.
“Ikaris! Please babe.. please.. I need more..” I begged, I couldn’t help myself, trying to get out what pleas I could while thrashing around in an attempt to find relief.
In answer to my prayers however, Ikaris plunged a finger into me right as he focused his tongue right on my clit, eliciting a loud moan from me of my husband's name in response.
In an out he plunged his finger, I could hear the noises of my wetness already, combined with his moans of pleasure like he was in the midst of a five-course meal. The vibrations of his moans added to the sensory overload.
“Are you gonna come for me, babygirl? Are you gonna come soon, tell me?” he asked, though never lifting his head for a moment in the process.
“Yea-yess” I moaned out, thrashing around now, pushing the pillows all around me.
“Cum now.” Ikaris demanded, plunging in a second finger at that same moment, tongue instantly back working at my clit, and I was gone. Release washed over me, my thrashing around ending as I rested back on the remaining pillows in relief.
My rest however, was short lived. In an instant Ikaris face was above mine. He slowly leaned down to capture his mouth with mine, allowing me to taste myself on him.
He pulled apart and looked down at me with so much love in his eyes and said, “are you ready to make me a daddy, Love?”
And with tears threatening to fall at the idea of him soon potentially being a father, I didn’t even try to get out words, only nodding and pulling him back down to entangle our lips together again.
Without detaching his lips from mine, his hands reached down in order to grasp at my thighs and push them up and outwards even more so than before.
I reached down to grasp behind my knees in order to hold them there while Ikaris reached down to stroke himself a couple times, covering himself in my essence which remained on his hand from moments earlier.
“Look at me, Love” Ikaris demanded, I held his gaze with mine as I felt him slowly ease his hard cock into my awaiting cunt.
It didn’t matter if we’d been together for years now, every time the initial penetration felt just as tight as the first time.
Ikaris leaned over to lean his forehead against mine as he slowly pushed himself inside, until with an inch left to go in slammed himself in the rest of the way, causing me to let out a guttural moan in pleasure.
“God, always so fuckin tight” Ikaris grunted, through gritted teeth.
“Please start moving” I begged Ikaris.
With pleasure he did. Beginning to thrust his hips in and out, starting slow them letting his primal instincts take over and he began to thrust like a machine.
My hands let go of my knees, flying up to wrap around his back, no doubt leaving scratch marks as I tried to pull him in as close to me as possible.
That’s when Ikaris then grabbed for my knees, pushing them up even more now to where he could rest them over his shoulders.
The new angle made it feel like his cock was tearing all the way down into my cervix, as close as he could get in order to aid the chances in conceiving.
All I could do was moan out his name repeatedly, all different variations of the same word, Ikaris.. IkArIs... Ikariisss.
I knew I was nearing climax again so I began to warn Ikaris, “I’m.. I’m gonna cum soon.. I’m close again” I whined out to him.
“Yeah you gonna come again for me? Okay, let’s help get you there why don’t we?” Ikaris cooed, then took one of his hands down to rub at my throbbing clit again, the final touch to push me over the edge for the second time.
Ikaris slowed his thrust slightly because he knew how sensitive I would be after coming now for the second time.
As my shudders of pleasure began to go away, I was able to open my eyes enough to look into my husband.
“Good for one more?” He asked, trying to make sure he wasn’t pushing me any further than I wanted to.
I nodded in agreement, while also giving verbal confirmation, “I’m ready. Let’s make you a daddy and me a mommy” I said, a look of determination now on my face.
The determination then spread to him as well as all of a sudden Ikaris backed away, my legs falling down to the bed. In a split second I was being flipped onto my front and hips pulled up and back for me to arch my ass up to him.
I turned my head to look back at my husband, he continued to stroke himself as he lined himself up, looking down at me and saying, “let’s make a baby” and thrust his cock into me.
A cry erupted from my mouth as I leaned forward to hold onto the pillows in support as Ikaris rocked into me from behind.
Ikaris then shifted so his upper half now leaned over me so he could whisper in my ear.
“God you’re so sexy, Love”
“You’re gonna be the best mom, Love”
“Our children are gonna have the best parents, Love”
I was overwhelmed between the emotion surrounding the potential of parenthood, and the overstimulation my body was currently experiencing.
“I’m not gonna last much longer” Ikaris gritted out behind me,
“I.. I need help” I got out through the short breaths I could take as Ikaris knocked them out of me.
Ikaris was on me in a second, hand going back down to rub at my clit, and mouth at my ear to provide what he really knew would do me in, dirty talk.
“You gonna let me fill this pussy up with my cum, babygirl?
“God I can’t wait to see you all swollen and pregnant with our child”
“I don’t think I’ll be able to keep my hands off you for the whole nine months”
“I will keep filling you up with my children for as many years as you want, I will never stop wanting to fuck you, and never stop wanting to love you”.
By the time he finished his last sentence, and with a flick of his fingers on my clit, I was moaning out his name as he moaned out mine. My pussy exploding over his cock, his cock emptying into me.
With a few more thrusts to try and push his cum as far into me as he could, Ikaris collapsed on top of me, and me onto the bed.
For several minutes we just layed there, both too exhausted to move for the time being.
Eventually, Ikaris did roll off of me, over to the side of me, his cock now finally slipping out. I couldn’t help the whine which left my mouth at the lost feeling of fullness.
A kiss was placed on the back of my head before Ikaris' hands gently moved to take a hold of my shoulder so he could roll me to lay on my back. A pillow was placed behind my head as I relaxed into its comfort, I could feel sleep calling my name.
“Here, Love” Ikaris voice awakening me some more, “lift your hips up for me” he said as he knelt before me on the bed, pillow in hand. I did as he suggested and he slipped the pillow under my hips.
“I heard that’s supposed to help promote conception, better chance of my swimmers making it into your uterus and up to your ovum” he rambled.
“Where’d you learn that?” I asked him out of curiosity.
He looked at me sheepishly, “I may have looked up some stuff in case you one day decided you did want to have kids with me.
I thought my heart could not have melted anymore this evening, but here my heart now layed as nothing more than a puddle.
I reached up to grab his face and pull him down to me for one more searing kiss for the night.
I pulled our lips apart and he rested his forehead on mine as I whispered, “I love you Ikaris”.
“I love you more than you’ll ever know” Ikaris whispered back.
And as I drifted off into sleep, all I could think was how much I couldn’t wait to raise my children with this man.
Summary: Ikaris takes his daughter flying for the first time, giving you a mild heart attack in the process.
Word Count: 1.3k
Warnings: None, just fluff
A/N: This combines both the fairy and dilf vibes that Ikaris simultaneously exudes IMO
It was a gorgeous September afternoon, the sun shining down. The warmest it might be before the cooler fall temperatures arrive in the coming weeks.
A red and white picnic blanket laid out across the grass, half a football field away from our home. Out in the open land our English countryside acreage offered, miles from the nearest main roads.
Secluded, in our own peace of heaven.
“Love! Look at this” I heard my husband call out to me.
I turned my head upwards and couldn’t hold back my instincts, “OH MY GOD, IKARIS!”
I was up on my feet immediately, running over to where I thought my husband was simply dancing through the meadow with our three year old daughter, Penelope.
Where they occasionally stopped so she could pick the wildflowers and attempt to stick them in her father’s hair.
It was to my utmost surprise to find him floating above the air, holding Penelope up under her belly, so she could assume a position as if she was soaring through the air.
Just like her father, I internally grumbled to myself.
“Ikaris, what on earth do you think you’re doing with our daughter right now!” I shout up at him, hands on my hips to assume the typical disappointed mom look.
Ikaris smiled down at me, “look Love, she loves it! She’s like a mini me!”
I rolled my eyes and scoffed, “yeah because the curly brown hair and blue eyes sure wasn’t cutting it”.
Before Ikaris could get out a rebuttal, the little girl interrupted him, tearing his gaze back to his princess.
“Mummy look! I’m like a fairy! I can see everything from up here” Penelope squealed out, the biggest of smiles on her face.
I couldn’t deny how my heart fluttered seeing my baby so happy. And even more so knowing it was my beautiful husband eliciting that smile and those giggles.
I reminded myself what brought me to my feet in the first place.
“Ikaris, I thought I told you I wanted a helmet on her the first time you flew with her,” I reminded him of our previous conversations, with a pointed look in his direction.
He looked back down toward me, “Love look, I am completely secure in holding her, and I’m only a few feet off the ground. There is nothing to worry about” he attempted to assure me.
Before I could reply he cheekily added, “you should know how sturdy my hands are, how good my finger reflexes are” he finished with a wink.
I exhaled, “you should know by now Ikaris, it’s my job as her mother to worry about my baby’s safety at all times” I told him, a frown now appearing on my face.
That caused him to pause his movements.
Ikaris lowered himself back down to the ground. Lowering our daughter from above his head, to his hip.
He looked down at his princess and he whispered, “can you go to the blanket for a minute Lovie, while I talk to mummy?”
Penelope, with the determination she gets from her father, looked up at him to plead, “but I want to fly more daddy! Pretty please!”
She ended with that look she knows is the key to melting her fathers heart. Big blue eyes peering up at him, and the slightest wobble to her lip. The key to getting anything she wanted from him.
Ikaris' heart tugged at him to give in to her wishes, but he knew he needed to assure his wife first.
“How about we just take a little break for some snacks! I think mummy packed some of those candies you like so much, why don’t you go try and find one in the basket?” He attempted to persuade Penelope.
His suggestion was luckily well received by the little girl, eager for a sweet. She was quickly clambering out of her fathers arms to be set on the ground so she could run past her mother to the blanket.
Ikaris slowly walked up to his wife, wrapping his arms around her to pull her in close. He leaned down to press a couple of kisses in the crook of her neck, before standing back up to catch her gaze.
He brought one of his hands up to cup her cheek as he said, “you know I would never do anything to intentionally endanger our daughter, or any of our children for that matter”.
I sighed, “I know that Ikaris”, I paused to take a breath, “it just took me by surprise is all. But also, I do think she should be wearing a helmet, which you agreed to” I finished pointing a finger at him to remind him of his promise.
It was his turn to sigh now, and nod his head in acknowledgement, “okay yes Love, you’re right”.
I’m always right I wanted to add
He continued, “I did promise I would do that and I also should have asked if you were comfortable with me flying with her for the first time. For that, I do apologize, my love”.
He had apologized and acknowledged his error, and I knew he had the best of intentions with our daughter all along. He just wanted to see her be happy.
I of course couldn’t remain upset with him after that.
“Okay,” I conceded, “you can carry on with your flying then.. with a helmet” I added.
“With a helmet of course Love, safety first” he nodded with a wink in confirmation.
Just then our moment between us was interrupted by the sound of our youngest letting out a loud cry, followed by Penelope calling out to me, “mummy! Peter is awake and won’t stop crying”.
Ikaris grabbed my hand in his and we proceeded over to the blanket.
“Did you find the sweets lovie?” He asked his daughter, walking over to her, while I proceeded over to the bassinet to pick up our four month old son, Peter.
“Yes daddy, I did!” She jumped up towards him and he caught her in his arms.
I looked over at them as Peter settled down his crying now that he rested in his mothers arms.
Ikaris let out a laugh looking down at Penelope, “Are you sure you actually ate any of it? There is chocolate all over your face lovie” he pointed out as he tried to wipe it off her cheek with his thumb.
Giggles erupted from the little girl as she attempted to assure her dad she did in fact eat some of it, while her father also now tickled at her belly to elicit more of that glorious sound.
I looked down at Peter, who was also enthralled looking over at his sister and father due to the noise of the laughter they both emitted, but still too young to understand so his face remained impassive yet slightly confused.
Just then, Ikaris appeared beside me, leaning down to give me a kiss before leaning out foreheads together and saying, “thank you for giving me this life, Love. I am eternally grateful”.
And before I could even reply, Penelope was tugging at her father to go back to their flying.
With a quick kiss to my forehead, and one down to Peter’s with a quick whisper of “I love you little man”, he was off running hand in hand with Penelope.
“We gotta go to the garage first to grab your helmet lovie,” he informed his daughter. To which she nodded an okay, before they continued on their way, now racing each other towards the garage.
As I looked on at them holding our now sleepy son, I couldn’t help but whisper to myself , “I’m eternally grateful too”.
Summary: Ikaris has someone he needs to check in with before flying to where the Emergence is occurring
Word Count: 2k
Warnings: angst, heartbreak, implied sex (nothing graphic), !!!!ETERNALS SPOILERS!!!!
We walked through the door together into my apartment. I shrugged off my jacket and hung it on the hook on the wall in the entryway.
“I cannot believe you still have refused to get social media. I mean how are you supposed to keep up with current world events? Or do you just stick to your newspaper, old man?” I asked him jokingly, throwing a wink over my shoulder as I made my way into the kitchen.
I could hear Ikaris grumble, “I make do just fine with the newspaper” which caused me to chuckle to myself as I dug through the fridge.
With my head stuck inside the door, and as I assumed Ikaris was making his way to the living room couch, I called out to ask, “do you want something to drink-Oh they had those cookies you liked so much again at the market do you want some?”
A few seconds passed with no reply so I turned around to find him having not moved from his spot in the entryway.
A concerned expression appeared on my face as I asked, “what’s wrong Ikaris? Everything alright?”
Without replying Ikaris began to walk towards me and quickly wrapped his arm around me to pull our bodies close enough to where he could lean down and rest his forehead against mine.
“I love you” he whispered in his low, deep voice, which still gave me chills no matter how many times he uttered those words to me.
I was confused though on the timing of this sentiment. We just had a great night of dinner and a walk through the park, back to my place for what I thought would be a great night of relaxing on the couch and binging the latest season of You together.
“I love you too, Ikaris” I paused to take a breath and ponder before asking, “are you sure you’re okay? You seem very serious all of a sudden” as I rubbed my hands up and down his hard chest, finally stopping over his heart.
He gave a soft smile, casting his gaze down on me, “I just want to show you tonight, just how much I love you”. He then wrapped his other arm around me and placed his head to where his chin rested on my head and whispered, almost to himself, “tomorrow is never promised, do not want to waste a second”.
I was not entirely convinced everything was okay but before I could finish my thought, I was being swept up from my feet into his arms and he inquired, “may I take you to the bedroom now milady?”
Always such a gentleman, he knew I couldn’t resist that deep accent of his.
I gave him an eager nod in reply.
He carried me to the bedroom, shutting the door behind him with a push of his foot, and set me down to stand in front of the bed.
Without another word spoken, he wrapped his hands around my jaw, pulling his lips to mine, and we tumbled onto the bed together for a night of passionate love making.
I was awoken to the sun streaming through the windows, having forgotten to close the blinds due to being a bit distracted last night.
As I reached my arm over to grab for the man I expected to be curled up next to me, all my hand made contact with was the cold, wrinkled sheets.
I immediately sat up to look around the stale room, my eyes looking for any sign of evidence of the man I fell asleep with. My eyes locked on the folded sheet of paper on my side table.
I quickly grabbed the note which was addressed ‘Love’ on the front and opened it.
I Love You
- I.
was all that was written.
I could not figure out if that was just a sweet message he left because he had a legitimate reason to leave early, or indicative of something more ominous. Which after last night and his odd demeanour, had me leaning towards the latter.
I immediately grabbed for my phone to shoot him a text, jokingly asking where he’d meandered off to this morning, along with a suggestion on what may have happened should he have remained in my bed.
I forced myself to get up and go about my day, making breakfast, looking over my work schedule for the week ahead.
The morning passes and still no reply from Ikaris.
I tried calling him after lunch, but still no reply.
I heard nothing from him for the rest of the day, or several days after that.
7 days later
The sun had set and the evening air was chill as I curled up on my small couch I had on my balcony with several blankets.
I enjoyed curling up here with a novel and taking occasional breaks to look out at the bright lights which glowed from the downtown London nightlife.
In particular these past few nights, I spent even more time staring out at the city. I told myself it was to distract myself from thinking of the now absent man in my life, or maybe I was actually trying to look for any sign that he was near and coming back to me.
I shook my head to try and disperse those thoughts and turned my attention back to the book on my lap.
Just then a thud sound and vibration scared me out of my reading. I looked up to find Ikaris standing in front of me on the balcony.
I entered a mild state of shock just from seeing him for the first time in a week. I glanced over and the balcony door was still closed, causing me to glance back at him in confusion on how he got up here.
Not to mention the blue and gold uniform he now wore, much different from his typical black jeans and T-shirt combo.
“Wha-what are you- how’d you get up here” I stuttered out words as I began to rise from my spot.
“I don’t have much time, I need to be on my way right away” he told me, a piercing look in his eyes like he was staring into my soul.
My brain was struggling to wrap around every from his appearance, to his words, I tried to form a sentence, “umm okay, uh how.. uh-OH”
My thoughts were interrupted as he put his hands on my hips and pushed me against the brick wall, attaching our lips in a passionate makeout.
It felt like forever since our lips had last touched, since that last night together, I couldn’t help but lose myself in his touch.
But then I began to remember he’d been ignoring my messages for the last week. I began to push against his chest and remove my lips from his in order to create some distance.
“Ikaris, where ha-“ I began.
He said my name defiantly, interrupting my question.
“I need you to listen to me,'' he began, and at that moment, as he looked down at me, I noticed his hands next to his body. His hands curled into fists, shaking as if in fury.
He continued, “I have loved you since the day I met you, saving you from oncoming traffic because you are so clumsy and tripped over your own two feet into the street” he rushed out, for the first time since his arrival the smallest hint of a smile on his face.
I let out the faintest laugh at that memory, that autumn day when he appeared to sweep in and save me from an accident, out of complete nowhere.
Seriousness washed over his face again, “you can never understand how badly I wished your existence could have happened a century ago or longer”.
He took a breath and that’s when I noticed the tears beginning to travel down his cheeks
“You have no idea how much I wish we could have had the time for me to provide you with the life you so truly deserve” he said with restraint in his voice as he held back sobs. I now was also on the verge of tears, even though I was so confused on what was spurring all this on in the first place.
I reached up to stroke at his cheeks with my thumbs to wipe away the droplets which fell on to them.
“Ikaris” I called to him softly, as he turned his chin up so he could look up at the stars, as if he couldn’t bear to look at me anymore. “Just explain what’s going on and we can figure this out together” I told him adamantly, reaching up to pull his gaze back down to mine.
Now it was his turn to rest his large hand on the side of my face, as he stroked my cheek lovingly.
“I’ve already figured it out my love” he shared with the smallest upcurve of his lip, as if in regret.
“I am so sorry for what I’m about to allow” he lets out a deep breath and shakes his head looking downward as if in shame, “I just hope that in another lifetime, our souls may cross paths again and you will be able to forgive me” his gaze shifting back to hold my own at the last word.
I shook my head at him, going to grab his hand, “Ikaris let’s go inside, I’m not sure what this is all about but I can get yo-“.
He called out my name again to pull my attention back to him.
“I never imagined I could be a part of a love like this in my seven thousand years of existence” he said as he cradle my head in his hands, tilting my head up slightly to lock eyes
“Loving you had been my greatest adventure and my greatest honour” he told me with a look which conveyed that message even without the words accompanying them.
With that, Ikaris stepped forward and gave me one last searing kiss, trying to put everything he’d said in these last few minutes, all into this one kiss.
Before I could even move to wrap my arms around him, he was stepping back and all of a sudden floating above the balcony railing, facing the city before him.
My jaw dropped at the sight.
He turned back to cast his gaze down to me and said, “if the sun rises tomorrow, just always remember if you ever need me, just look for the stars”.
Before I could even think of a reply, he was flying off into the starry night, turning into just a spec in the sky and eventually to nothing.
One Week Later:
I was finishing up making a cup of tea, pouring it into the mug, and making my way over to the couch.
Turning on the television, of course the first thing to pop up was more news of the events which had occurred last week in the Indian Ocean. The sudden appearance of the large statue in the middle of it.
I immediately switched to another channel.
When I awoke the day following Ikaris’ departure and saw the news, I just knew.
I just knew he had in some way been involved in that event, and I knew he would not be returning to me.. because the sun still rose the next day.
My thoughts were interrupted by a knock at the door.
I couldn’t help the twinge in my heart that gave me the slightest bit of optimism that it might be him on the other side. There were only a handful of people who had access to my apartment so it wasn’t completely wrong for my mind to drift over his name as a possibility.
I forced myself to walk over slowly, but couldn’t resist opening the door without even checking through the peephole.
I was surprised to find none of the people on my list of possible guests standing there, in fact I had never seen this individual before.
A beautiful dark haired woman stood before me, hands in her pockets.
“Hello, can I help you with something?” I asked, while also taking the opportunity to quickly cast my gaze down the halls to check if anyone else was around.
Summary: I tell Richard exactly how I felt about Eternals and what he has to do to make up for what he put me through.
Word Count: 4.8k
Warnings: ETERNALS SPOILERS, Smut, 18+ (NO MINORS PERMITTED), Swearing, Daddy Kink (for 1 second, its short I promise!), grammar and spelling mistakes
A/N: This is definitely inspired by the rant my roommate was subjected to after I returned home from seeing Eternals minus the smut
“Are you alright, love? You ready for this?” He asked as he gazed down on me. His hand on my thigh as he sat next to me in the back of the big black SUV.
“Are you kidding me” I exclaimed. “Of course I’m ready. Richard I get to see you for the first time in a fricken Marvel movie. I've been waiting for this since I found out you got the part two years ago, you know how much I love these movies.”
Richard chuckled in response “I know that much love”, then sighed, “I just know it can be a lot going on the carpet, I know how anxiety inducing it can be for you” as he leaned his forehead against mine.
Having been in a relationship for the last 3 years together, I had appeared next to Richard on a handful of red carpets by now. But that being said, I never could get used to the noise of all the screaming, cameras clicking and the general feeling of everyone’s eyes on me (even though I’m pretty sure most eyes remained on the handsome man beside me and I was a mere afterthought).
“I promise I will let you know if it becomes too much. But I think I’ll be distracted anyway, I’m just too excited to see you on the screen as a real superhero!” I looked up at him with a smile trying to show how proud I am of this accomplishment.
Then, just at that moment the car pulled to a stop and that’s when I started to tune in to all the noise that awaited us outside.
Richard gently grabbed my chin and turned me to face towards him, away from my gaze on the carpet mere feet from us “Just keep ahold of my hand and if it becomes too much just squeeze my hand and focus on me, I will get us off there as soon as I can”.
“Okay, I can do that” I looked up at him through my lashes “let’s do this”.
The driver came around and opened the door, giving me a hand and Richard following behind me.
We were immediately whisked down the carpet into the flurry of flashes from the camera and shouts from the fans and photographers.
But I remained focused on the feeling of Richard's strong hand in mine, or when he let go to wrap his arm around my waist I focused on the pressure of his body on mine. Soon enough it was over and we were heading to the theater.
After a brief catch up with Gemma, talking about how we must get together for a holiday gathering within the next couple months, Richard guided me to the front for our seats.
I could tell Richard was antsy for it to start as he wouldn’t stop moving in his seat. He puts so much pressure on himself and this was the moment everyone would see him hard work, and he did not want to disappoint.
Just as the lights were dimming, I reached over to Richard to grab his attention, reaching a hand around his neck I brought his ear close to mine and whispered “I love you, and I am so proud of you already, I know it will be amazing”
He rubbed his forehead against mine before dipping down, kissing my cheek and saying “thanks baby, I love you so much”
I.. I didn’t even know what to say. The movie ended and everyone stood for a round of applause. I was slow to get out of my seat and clap. Richard looked down at me asking how it was and all I could do was give a small reserved smile and saying “it was great”. I quickly gave him a kiss of the cheek “well I guess it’s time to be on our way then”.
Richard gave a slight inquisitive look but I looked away and took his hand to lead him out the door.
There was an after party gathering hosted by Angelina in the bar of a nearby hotel we made our way over to. Non-stop of people coming up to Richard congratulating him on his performance, and a few punches to the shoulder exclaiming how they couldn’t believe he was the bad guy in the end.
I just waited back, sat next to the bar in the corner waiting for him to finish making his rounds.
Just then he caught my gaze as he was amidst a conversation with a couple crew members. He gave me that look I knew meant he was trying to figure out how I was doing. He gave me a thumbs up signal in question just to confirm his question was coming through to me.
I gave him a small smile and thumbs up in return to confirm I was okay where I sat.
“Can I get you anything miss” the bartender asked, drawing my attention away from my gorgeous man, to the bar I sat at.
“Oh no I’m okay thank you thou- oH hi” I was interrupted by the hands wrapping around my waist.
“Let’s get out of here” he whispered into my ear with that deep Scottish drawl, and the couple beers he’s had only accentuated his accent further.
“Okay” I whispered back, nodding.
As we got in the back of the car the driver let us know we should arrive home in about 20 minutes, before closing the partition.
I stared out the window watching the city pass by, my hands non-stop fidgeting with my phone on my lap.
Richard look over and grabbed my hand, “are you okay love” he asked. I turned around seeing a look of mild concern on his face.
“I’m good” I replied shortly, turning my head back to face the outside which transitioned from the bright city lights and screens to the more subdued suburban neighborhood atmosphere.
“Um okay” he replied, and I could tell he wasn’t exactly convinced.
We sat in silence until we reached out home about 10 minutes later, pulling into the driveway. The driver came around and opened my door, Richard meeting me around the front of the car. He turned back to thank the driver and handed him a tip as I already made my way towards the house.
I was just setting my purse down on the console in the entryway when Richard made his way through the door.
As he closed the door behind him he began to speak “love are you really sure you are okay I wasn’t expecting you to be this qui- Oompf” as he was silenced by me pushing him up against the door and attaching my lips to him in a fury of passion.
I ran my hands up his chest, over his tux, up the back of his neck into his hair. I couldn’t resist giving a little tug which elicited a low moan from him. His arms that had been moving up and down my waist pressed in even harder.
“So I’m guessing you liked the movie” he panted, each word said in between kisses as began to make his way from my mouth to planting kisses along my jaw towards my neck.
“NO” I exclaimed, pushing myself away from him, turning my back to him.
“Umm..” he froze not sure how to react, “what do you mean love?” And I just knew he had a confused look on his face as he said it without even turning around.
“I can’t believe you did that to me” I whispered, tears almost threatening to form in my eyes.
“Wha- what did I do-“ “YOU KILLED YOURSELF” I yelled, turning around unable to keep my anger restrained.
He just leaned against the door, incredibly confused “umm..”
“You were SO HOT” I exclaimed throwing my hands in the air, “and then you just THREW YOURSELF INTO THE SUN”.
It was then a small smirk began to develop on his face.
“Looove..” he drawled out, beginning to walk over to me, “you know I didn’t have a choi-“ “I don’t care” I interrupted as I began to walk further into the house, throwing my coat onto the entryway bench and making my way into the kitchen.
“So you liked the film?” He asked, trying to confirm my thoughts on his work.
“Objectively, it was an amazing movie” I said. Hesighed with a smile on his face, satisfied that I did in fact enjoy the film, which I interrupted by adding, “but subjectively I hate you and Ikaris and anyone else who had a role in killing off who is clearly the hottest superhero in the MCU”
“But he betrayed his family lov-“ “No, I don’t care, I refuse to accept that as an excuse” I shook my head at him.
“But he-“ “no Richard there is nothing you can say that will make this better. You make me so happy by telling me you are a marvel superhero, getting me all hyped up, and turns out you were evil and going to kill yourself so you won’t even be in another movie which means I don’t get to stare are you in that uniform anymore.” I was left breathing heavily out of air upon finishing my rant.
He started slowing making his way over to me where I rested against the counter, putting his arms on either side of my body against the edge of the counter, trapping me.
“So you’re biggest issue with the movie was that it means you will no longer get to see me dressed as a superhero” he looked down on me with a smile on his face, trying to hold back laughter.
“Yes that is essentially the issue here” I nodded, a smirk now appearing on my face “because you know,” my arms going up his chest to behind his neck pulling his ear down near my mouth “you were just so sexy in that uniform I could hardly handle it”.
“Well if it was hard for you to handle, maybe it’s for the best I’m no longer in it” his hands coming off the counter to wrap around my waist whispering in my ear and finishing with a little nip at my ear.
“Oh no, I don’t think so” I noted wryly, my hands coming back down his front, now starting to drift over the top of his pants lining.
“Because,” I added, “it would be to your benefit if I got to see you even more as Ikaris” looking up at him.
“Oh yeah, why is that” he hummed, his hands drifting further down below my hips.
“Because seeing you in that uniform, seeing you fly around shooting later beams out of your eyes destroy evil monsters” I paused to take a breath, “made me want you to bend me over and take me right there in the middle of the theater with no care for anyone there who was watching” I finished, pausing to look up at him and stare him in the eyes, in an attempt to challenge him.
“Hmm well do you want to go down to the theater room, I can bend you over the couch and fulfil your fantasy” his hands reaching the curve of my underside giving a gentle squeeze with those large hands on his.
But before I could rebuttal he added “or would fucking you here on the counter be up to your satisfaction because I really can’t wait another minute to rip that dress off of you”
“Here will be fine” I said before slamming my lips against his again and he lifted me effortlessly up onto the counter.
I wrapped my legs around his waist, my hand slipping down to press against his growing bulge.
“God you had me scared you didn’t like the movie” he breathed as he kissed down my neck, his hands now drifting to my back to undo my dress.
“Of course I loved it, you idiot, but I’m still expecting you to make up for throwing my new favourite MCU character into the sun”.
He pulled back to look at me, a twinkle in his eyes as he said “oh I think I can do that, love” and reattached our lips in a heated make out.
He finished undoing my back so he pulled the dress down to my hips then I leaned back so he could finish pulling it down my legs. All that remained was the dark blue lingerie set, with flecks of gold detail, I had specifically bought for this night.
“Wow, you really are Ikaris’ biggest supporter” he ran his tongue over his bottom lip.
“I’m your biggest supporter actually” I corrected, as I grabbed a fistful of the front of his suit to bring him closer to me. I pushed his shirt jacket off his shoulders onto the floor.
I carefully, but quickly, I began unbuttoning his white dress shirt as he undid his bow tie. Soon I was pushing the shirt onto the floor to join the jacket, our lips never leaving each other for a moment. Until I pushed him back so I could hop off the counter and sink to my knees, hands quickly going to unbutton his slacks.
“Love, I thought I was making it up to you tonight” he questioned as he tried to give a gentle tug under my arm to pull me back up.
I kept myself solid on the ground, managing to open his pants and pull down them, and his boxers, enough to have his hard cock fly out and up against his stomach.
“I know, but I can’t help but want to also show you how proud I am of you still” my hand wrapping around him, not quite all the way
“Okay, if you’re certai-ohhhh god” he groaned as my tongue touched the tip of his cock, and my mouth wrapped around him right after. His head tilted back, eyes closed and hands instinctively grabbed a hold of my hair.
“God FUCK you suck my cock so good” he panted, and looked down at me again to see me looking back up at him as I tried to take as much as I could of him, my hands working to pleasure what my mouth couldn’t reach.
He gently applied pressure to the back of my head, “a little further I know you can do that babygirl”.
As I attempted to hollow out my cheeks and go further, along with his pushing, his cock slipped a bit too far eliciting a gag from me.
Richard immediately stopped and pulled me back with a concern look on his face. “Are you okay? I didn’t mean to go that far” he breathed out with worry.
“I’m good I swear” I said as I tried to catch my breath, “your pleasure is worth as little pain” I added, as I went back to sucking his cock.
“I should remember you do love to mix pain with your pleasure” beginning to grab a hold of my hair again. I winked up at him in response and all he could do was let out a continuous moan as I slobbered all over his member.
Within a few moments though he was pulling me off panting out “okay you gotta stop now because I refused to not finish inside of you” and I mean, who was I to refuse that.
In a blur I was up on the counter again, Richard pushing me to lean back as he leaned over to inhale the smell of the mess that had been made in my panties.
A second later and my underwear was pulled down my legs and thrown over his shoulder to join the growing pile of clothing.
He grabbed under my knees pushing my legs back and outward to give him room to lean himself down and lick a long stripe up through my mound. His face came up to look at me, gleaming from my wetness that was now around his mouth, nose and chin. “You truly are the sweetest thing I’ve ever tasted” he proclaimed.
He turned his attention back downwards and he dove back in, this time focusing on my top area which houses the most sensitive, and unforgiving, bundle of nerves.
I could help but lean back on my arms and let out the loudest moan of the night between the two of us.
“Don’t stop making those sounds, love. I want to hear them all night long” he said, eyes now straying from the prize before him “lets let the hold neighbourhood know how good I’m making you feel”.
And with that he inserted his first first index into me, eliciting more of the moans he so desperately wanted to hear.
I couldn’t help reaching with one hand down to grab at his hair, pushing through from the grey streak at the front to the back of his head, while my other hand remained on the counter to support me upright.
“God Richard please, please god I’m gonna cum soon”
“Are you gonna cum for me baby? Hmm, you gonna cum all over my face for me? His voice muffled as he continued his feast devouring me within an inch of my life.
All I could do was groan and throw my head back desperate for release, “please Richard I need more, give me more”
And in an answer to my wishes he took the chance to insert a second finger. As he curled those large fingers of his up, hitting just the right spot, I couldn’t help but yell “FUCK RICHAAARD” drawing his name out with my release.
When I became reoriented I looked down to see Richard now back upright with his hands on either side of me as he leaned over me to dip down and glide his mouth over mine. I could taste myself on him as he slid his tongue in to entangle with my own, only causing me to release another moan due to the eroticism of it all.
Richard pulled away and said “Are you ready for me to fuck you so hard you won’t even remember the name of the movie you just saw?”
After letting out a low moan, I replied “if you set those expectations you better deliver on them”, finishing with a wink.
“When have I ever let you down in the pleasure department love” he chuckled as he bent down to give me a quick kiss.
“However,” he added, “ I am quite old and as much as I want to climb up here on the counter with you, my knees just aren’t built for that anymore so you mind taking this to the couch, love” he asked as he peppered kisses down my neck.
“Anything you need to deliver on the pleasure, old man” I joked, causing him to lightly bite my ear in rebuttal.
He leaned back and finally pulled his pants and boxers all the way off his legs before picking me up where I wrapped my legs around his waist as he carried me to the couch just a few meters away.
Immediately he was on top of me, the weight of him pressing into me and just making me more hot and bothered as I ran my hands down his back.
He really kept up with his training even after Eternals wrapped and I don’t doubt it was partly because he just knows how it affects me.
“Lean up, I don’t want any article of clothing separating us from each other” he claimed, as I sat up so he could unhook my bra.
I leaned back and immediately his mouth was around my one breast as his hand tweaked and pulled at the other breast’s nipple, causing me to let you another moan and proclaim “Richard I love you but I need you to get your cock inside me before I actually combust”.
I heard the muffled sounds of his laughter from between my breasts “okay love whatever you want, this night is now completely yours”.
With that he reached his hands down to grab my thighs and push them to the sides to open myself up to him. His mouth had now moved back to the crook of my neck, no doubt leaving more marks for me to cover tomorrow, as he reached down to guide himself to my opening.
Before entering however, he leaned back just enough so our noses were barely touching, as he looked me in the eyes to say “I love you” and held my stare as his cock entered me.
We both let out simultaneous moans, our heads each tilting back as we became overwhelmed in the pleasure.
“Ughh fuuuck” he let out through clenched teeth, “why are you always so fuckin right” as he neared fully entering me.
“Why are you always so fuckin bIG” I chirped back, as he slammed his hips into mine to completely enter me.
We both just paused in order to fully adjust and mentally calm each of our bodies down so we could last for more than 5 seconds.
“Okay I’m good” I breathed, “give it to me Richard”.
He didn’t need to be told twice as he began to thrust his hips in and out, and quickly picking up his pace.
Richard's hands then moved down to grab the backs of my thighs in order to wrap them around his waist, which enabled me to pull him in even closer.
“Baby girl you feel so good” he moaned, his upper half coming so he could capture my mouth with his. His rapid thrusts inhibited any rhythmic kissing, just a clash of tongue and teeth in an attempt to get as close as we possibly could to one another.
“Fuck Richard go deeper, harder, just more god I need more, just give me everything you have” I pleaded with him, nearing a state of complete delusion at the intensity of pleasure already.
“Yes ma'am” he replied and with that hitched my thighs up even more so that he could lift my legs up and over his shoulders.
“Oh-oHh my fuuck Richard, yes god, yes keep.. going.. yess” I tried to get words out to let him know how I felt as I was running out of air. Each thrust of his taking my breath away.
With the new position, the angle allowed him to reach the deepest point inside of me yet this evening.
“I can see myself bulging from your stomach, that’s so fuckin hot babygirl” he proclaimed as he leaned back to watch as he entered and excited my soaking cunt.
All I could do was lie there and nod along, complete delusion having set it as the pleasure overwhelmed me.
“Are you gonna cum for me baby, huh? You gonna let go for me and cum all over my cock?” He grunted out the words which furthered my state of incompetence.
All I could get out was a jumble of words, “fuck.. cum.. I’m.. hard.. there” which signalled to Richard I was nearing my release.
He breathed over me and said “yeah I know you want to come, can you come with me? I’m about to cum too. Cum with me while I fill you all up with my cum babygirl. ”
As he said those words he reached down to rub my clit and within a second I was bursting around him “oH Richard fuck fuck fuc fuh fuhhh” as my cunt contracted around his cock, which brought him to his release as well, “god fuckin hell, look at you squeezin my cock like that, you want every last drop in that pussy don’t ya” he moaned out, as he rocked out his final thrusts.
He removed my legs from him shoulders allowing him to rest down onto me, head going to the crook of my neck, his weight helping calm my rapid heart rate as I calmed down, both our breaths starting to slow.
“That was so good Rich, just what I nee-wHOA” I was pulled from my thoughts as all of a sudden I was flipped on to my stomach and his arms around my waist to pull me on to all fours. I turned around to find him kneeling on the couch behind me, palming at my ass.
“I think I owe you one more for all the heartbreak I put you through” he said with a wink, eyes twinkling with a slight hint of mischievousness. My mind drifted back to what had started all this in the first place, the movie, Ikaris, honestly seemed like a week ago at this point where I was in my mental state of pleasure mixed with exhaustion.
“I think you can give me one more, right baby? You give one more to daddy?
He knew that word was my kryptonite.
I let out a low groan and dug my head into the couch pillow as I felt one of his hands wrap around my waist as if to hold me steady, while the other inserted two of its digits into my sopping cunt.
I could hear the sound of our juices mixing as he thrust his fingers in and out, his thumb going to rub at my clit.
As sensitive and tired as I was, I couldn’t help my body from thrusting backward to meet his movements.
“Ri.. Richard.. I.. I don’t know.. I need” I could express anything I was feeling. I was so far gone.
Richard leaned his body over top of mine so he could whisper right in my ear, “C’mon baby I know you can do this for me, ready? When I tell you to cum you’re gonna cum for me, can you do that for me sweet girl? “
All I could give was a shaky nod in reply.
“Cum” he demanded.
And with that the dam broke. A gush of fluid spurting out of my cunt, drenching him and myself “fuuuuck” was all I had in me to moan out before collapsing on the couch.
I was zoned out, on the verge of sleeping when I felt kisses along my back up until they reached my cheek.
“I’ll be right back” Richard whispered in my ear and all I could give was a “hmm” in reply.
Seconds or minutes later I couldn’t be sure, I felt Richard's hands helping me to turn over, “I’m just going to clean you up a bit” he said before I felt a warm towel in between my legs cleaning up the mess we both contributed to.
“The couch.. oh god the couch” was all my mind could go to as I felt the wetness all around me.
“Shh shh it’s okay, don’t worry about that I’ll take care of it. Just relax for me, okay sweet girl?” I nodded in reply as he kissed my forehead.
Richard managed to get me seated and wrapped one of the couch blankets around me before scooping me into his arms to bring me upstairs to our bedroom.
I nearly fell asleep as I curled my face into his neck, but was awakened by the bright lights of the en-suite being turned on.
I let out a groan of displeasure from the bright lights and mumbling about wanting to go to bed.
“I know love, just need you to go pee first, don’t want you getting a UTI now don’t we?” he said as he led me to the toilet, and I grumbled an “I guess now” in return.
He left the bathroom to I assume ready the bed and give me some privacy. I finished my business and managed to get up and go wash my hands. As I looked in the mirror I looked so freshly fucked, I knew I’d have marks all over me tomorrow, but I wouldn’t have it any other way.
I zoned out just staring in the mirror until Richard appeared behind me, a single kiss to my neck interrupting my wandering thoughts, “let’s get you to bed” he said and pulled me to the bedroom.
He led me to the bed where he had a white T-shirt of his waiting to slip over me. After helping me into that he helped me tuck into bed before going to shut all the lights off and closed the blinds before slipping into bed himself. He layed close behind me, arm coming around my waist to pull me close to him, entwining our legs and head nestling into my neck.
With one last kiss to me cheek he whispered, “I hope I made it up to you enough, love”
“I still hate you” I said with a small smile on my face, my eyes already closed and ready for sleep.
“What if I called production and asked if I could get the costume to wear for you around the house, would that make things better, hmm?” He hummed in my ear.
“Yes,” I said “yes that would”.
A/N: Drop a like if you want more Richard/ Ikaris fics in your life :))
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