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she comes home from a long day and sees us with noah on the sofa waiting for her...
*Thank you for the request babe! This was such a cute idea! <3*
Olivia Benson x reader
warning(s): fluff, pure smut, bit of a praise kink
WC: ~1.3k
Olivia's day was still dragging on even as she entered the door to the apartment. She was texting Fin who promised to take over duties so she could catch some sleep and possibly see Noah off to school in the morning.
Flipping the light on she didn't expect to see Noah on one end of the couch and you on the other end, both long asleep and the Netflix "are you still watching" staring back. She chuckled to herself, putting her phone into her bag and dropping it by the door. Her heart felt impossibly larger as she walked over to her two favorite people.
First kneeling down next to Noah, the little boy who was 8 now seemed so peaceful. He was growing up too fast for Olivia's liking and that came with it's own worries--but dating you and your presence in Noah's life seem to ease that for herself and her son. She stroked his head gently, a smile blossoming on his face.
"Mom," he said grogginess still thick in his voice.
"Hey sweet boy," he lit up, his nickname always having that effect on him. "Did you tire Y/N out?" He shook his head as they looked down at you still asleep holding tight onto a pillow.
"Maybe a bit. Y/N took me to the museum and then across the city to get gelato," Noah whispered, the excitement of the day making his eyes sparkle and they laughed together.
Tussling his curly hair she kissed his head. "Sounds like you had a full day. Did you brush your teeth?" Noah nodded, smiling wide. "Put out your clothes for school?" Noah nodded again. "Alright kiddo sounds like you're ready for bed then."
Noah reached out for Olivia, engulfing her in a hug before he extracted himself from behind your legs.
"Night mom," Noah whispered, disappearing off into the room. Olivia watched as the door to his room closed. She turned back to you and sat on the small spot next to your waist. You sometimes insisted staying up until Olivia got home, despite protest that she preferred you get your sleep, so she appreciated you weren't fighting to stay awake. She grabbed the blanket from the chair next to the couch and started to cover you until you groaned in your sleep, slowly stretching awake. Your eyes were barely open before a smile burst across your face and Olivia wasn’t sure how her heart could handle two such greetings.
"Baby," you groaned, pushing yourself up and reaching your arms out. Taking you in her arms, she kissed your cheek and for a moment all felt right in the world.
"I heard you took Noah around the town?" Olivia didn't pull away, instead pulling the pillow from between you so she could slot herself closer.
"Yeah, the kiddo and I had a great afternoon. He's still obsessed with Agnes Martin," your hands settled on her shoulders, your fingers somehow finding her baby hairs, stroking the soft hairs along the back of her neck.
"The kid has good taste, just like his mother," Olivia chuckled turning, her kiss landing on the edge of your lips. It was your favorite spot and you grinned into the touch. You pull back just slightly, your eyes settling on your girlfriend as you stroked her cheek before you leaned in taking her lips with your own. She melted into you, a needed escape after her day. She just wanted you, just wanted the peace that was being with you. Olivia was the first to pull back, her head resting on your own.
"Take a bath with me?" she whispered. Your eyebrow raised and you both knew what that meant, both had spent the day sending slightly suggestive text that had the effect of reeling the other up.
"Of course, my love," You pecked her lips once before you were the first to get up, leaving Olivia to watch like a lovestruck fool.
She let you run the water, hearing you rustle around in the bathroom as she put away her service weapon in the safe and shed herself from the day’s clothes.
By the time she walked into the bathroom, you were in your robe sitting on the edge of the tub, fingers caressing the water, making sure it wasn't too hot. When you heard Olivia, your gaze turned, and your eyes devoured her as you looked from head to toe. Your gaze was something magical, healing insecurities while allowing Olivia to feel like she was something desirable even when she didn't see it.
"Come in, the water is ready," you reached your hand out guiding her into the tub, watch the subtle flex of her muscles under tan skin and you felt the intoxicating ache at your apex. Olivia’s fingers brushed along the edge of your robe, her eyes intent on yours.
“Can I, take this off?” nodding you still weren’t over the fact she wanted you in this way. A hushed “yes,” escaped your lips. She was gentle, helping you shrug the robe off leaving you bare in front of her. Her eyes raked over you, her fingers following in their wake. Her track starting between your collarbone, the sensitive skin causing your nipples to peak. She noticed, a smirk as her eyes flitted between the skin under her touch and your eyes.
“I’m ok,” you said, leaning over to kiss her head and you felt Olivia relax. You held the hand that settled on your heart and used it to steady yourself as you climbed in, settling between Olivia’s legs. She gasped as your soft skin brushed against her nipples, a reminder this was one of her favorite positions. You were hers to have, to take care of. She hummed happily, pushing your hair to the side, her lips brushing along the sensitive skin of your neck, her other hand, settling on your stomach. Her strong grip pulling you firm against her. Giggles turned into moans as she kissed a particularly ticklish but sensitive spot behind your ear.
“You’re too adorable.” You could hear Olivia smile. “Been thinking of that sound all day.” You rolled your eyes, turning to smile back at her.
“Oh yeah?” you husked against her lips. Olivia held back the urge to kiss that smirk off your face, instead her hand lowering, a trail of goosebumps follows as she cupped your center. For a moment you felt weightless but needed more. Pressing yourself against Olivia’s hand you pleaded silently as you looked in her eyes. Her hand was still though, and you whined. “Please?”
Olivia kissed you, her fingers pressing between your lips and she swallowed your moans. Practiced fingers knew your body, circling your clit painstakingly slow, but enough to have you throbbing against her. You were lost in the sensations, and she watched every raise of your chest, the waves from your smooth ceaseless undulation. She followed your movement, slipping one then two fingers into you, a sob muffled with the crook of her neck.
“Good girl,” she whispered, and you tightened around her fingers at the words. A smile broke across her face, she knew you were close. “Doing so good for me baby.” Your hand flew to the back of her neck, needing more of her, just a bit more. “Are you gonna be good and come for me?” Olivia asked and you nodded, your hips matching her rhythm and you were wrapping impossibly tight around her. Her thumb circled your clit and it was enough to send you into your peak.
“Fuck,” you chuckled, your body now a rush of the happiness that was having Olivia inside you. She kissed the side of your head, an aftershock shaking you as she pulled out. You rolled in the tub, now on your hands and knees, taking her lips with your own. The kiss just a promise this was the beginning. You pulled back, stroking the wet strands of hair behind her ear. “I love you.”
Olivia Benson x reader
warnings: language, smut, mommy kink.
requested: yes.
the rare occurrence of me writing for Olivia, and it being smut on top of that? don't expect this to happen for a while LOL.
Somewhere between a drabble and a one shot. absolutely no plot.
You knew exactly what you were getting in for, that had been your plan from the very beginning. Olivia had been having an extremely long week, the two of you barely seeing each other, having to suffice with goodnight texts rather than tangling yourselves in each others limbs at the end of the day. Bored, you’d gone out and bought a few new lingerie sets and once you knew she was in the clear for Friday night completely off, you’d headed to her place dolled up with dinner and wine. It was absolutely no surprise that dinner got completely forgotten once she saw a piece of pink lace peeking out from under your shirt.
She took her time admiring you in the bedroom, letting you show off the delicate set, her eyes darkening with the slow twirl you did, popping up on your toes to make sure she didn’t miss the bow on the back. Her hands traced over the fabric, purposely avoiding the areas you wanted her to touch the most at first, letting you whine, waiting until you were putty in her arms, whimpering under her touch. Then she finally took off your bra, leaning over you on the bed to catch a nipple in between her lips, sucking at it, flicking it with the tip of her tongue before nipping gently and you moaned. She repeated the action on the other side, her fingers continuing to toy with your chest, feeling the way your body was practically trembling underneath her.
“That’s it sweetheart.” She murmured, pressing a tender kiss in the center of your chest, “always so good for me.” Her kisses trailed down your body until her fingers slipped into the waistband of your panties and she pulled them down your legs, letting out a small chuckle at the sudden shyness that had overcome you. Her hands brushed up your legs, rubbing soothingly at your soft skin, “spread your legs for mommy, I want to see you.”
Letting out a breath you obliged, letting your legs fall open so she could shift between them, a gasp escaping you lips when she palmed at your pussy. Her fingers slipped between your folds, rubbing at you as the heel of her hand gently ground into your clit, watching the way you let out a satisfied moan.
“What would you like sweet girl?” She asked, pressing a little harder, “to get off on my fingers, in my mouth or on mommy’s cock?”
“Your cock.” You groaned, hips bucking up off the bed when she dipped two of her fingertips into your cunt, sighing at the way you were already squeezing around her, at just how wet you were already.
“That’s what I thought.” She leant over you, giving your clit a gentle kiss before shifting from the bed to rid herself of the rest of her clothes and grab the strap.
Returning to the bed Olivia climbed over you, her hand finding its way between your legs once again, a finger slipping into your cunt and you groaned, your head thrown back into the pillows.
“More…”
“So eager already.” She teased before adding a second finger, pumping them steadily in and out of your pussy, watching every time she pulled them out, smirking at how much of your juices were coating her fingers.
“Feels so good.” You murmured, hips chasing her movements, practically begging for more.
“I’ve got to warm you up sweetheart.” She cooed, her fingers beginning to curl and scissor inside you, stretching you out for the toy between her legs. “That’s it…” she purred when she could easily slide a third finger in and you couldn’t hold back the moan, body arching off the bed when she curled her fingers and hit the sweet spot inside you.
“Need you…” you whimpered and she slipped her fingers from you.
“I’m right here baby.” She replied, leaning over you to capture your lips in a kiss while she smeared your juices over her cock, lining it up with your entrance and slowly pushing it.
“Oh god…” Your eyes squeezed shut, arms wrapping around her to pull her impossibly close to you, making her hips meet yours, burying herself fully inside you.
“Feel good?” She asked with a smirk in her voice, peppering your jawline with kisses as you adjusted to her size.
“Yes…” you breathed out, relaxing against the bed and she started to move, “oh god.. so fucking good.”
Olivia’s hand moved to your leg, gently grabbing your thigh to shift it upwards, pinning it to the bed so she could reach even deeper within you, her hips setting a steady pace as her cock continued to plunge into you. Her lips met yours in a breathless kiss, moving with ease against your lips, tongue just daring to slip into your mouth as you whimpered.
Each thrust of her cock hit the sensitive spot inside you, each ridge of the toy dragged over your walls, your pussy fluttering around it faster than you wanted to admit. Pleasure was firing through your entire body, your skin on fire, nipples brushing against her chest as she fucked you. The kiss broke with a louder moan leaving your lips, your head thrown back and Olivia took advantage, her mouth making its way down your neck, leaving kisses and love bites across your tender skin, burying herself in the crook of your neck as she picked up the pace.
“Fuck!” You cried out, your pussy clenching down around her cock, hips eagerly meeting hers with each thrust.
“You take me so well sweet girl.” She praised, kissing the side of your neck, “so good for me, every time. My good little girl.”
“Mommy please…” you whined out and she let out a breath, pulling herself from your neck.
“Are you close sweetheart?” She asked and you nodded, biting at your lip as you held back another moan, “would you like to come?”
“Yes! Please!”
“You know you don’t have to ask.” She chuckled, her hand sneaking between your bodies to play with your clit, fingers rubbing it before pinching it gently and you gasped, your body jumping off the bed when she followed it up with a particularly deep thrust. “That’s it baby.. come for me.”
Her praise was all you needed, your body trembling with pleasure, a cry leaving your lips as your pussy pulsed around her, juices leaking out, smearing across your thighs and your hands clenched at her body.
“Good girl…” she cooed, her thrusts slowing as she fucked you through your orgasm, “just like that.” As her hips slowed her hand came up to your face, brushing off any mussed up hair, smoothing it back as she left gentle kisses across your face. “You’re so gorgeous, so pretty, my perfect sweet girl.”
You let out a little whimper, tilting your head up so she could kiss you properly before she shifted, slipping out of you so she could toss the toy to the side to be cleaned later. Her free hand didn’t once leave your body until she was back in the bed, pulling the covers up around the two of you, encouraging you to curl into her side. She pressed a kiss to the top of your head, smiling at the very satisfied sigh you let out in response before giving your body a gentle squeeze, linking her free hand with yours.
“Feeling better now?”
“Absolutely perfect.” You left a kiss on her chest, “thank you.”
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Hey, I would like to place an order for a one shot from Johnny Davis that something like him getting jealous and ending up in a smut with him angry or violent or something like that
And I will gladly fill it bc I still can't get enough of Johnny!
Ring of Fire
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Warnings: 18+ MDNI, unwanted advances, fighting, mention of a weapon, mention of blood, arson, smut
You shifted in your seat uncomfortably as you watched Johnny and the guys standing at the bar, his promise to return with your drink echoing in your ear even as the mounting stares of a couple of greasy looking young men turned to catcalls.
"Looks lonely over there, sugar. C'mere and sit in my lap."
Attempting to avoid their hungry eyes, you stared at the opposite wall, wondering if this stop along your route had been a good idea. While technically still in Vandals territory, it was quickly being overrun by newer, younger members who didn't play by the rules.
These boys clearly fell into that category, sneers crossing their lips as they turned to crueler taunts upon suffering your rejection. Sliding his chair closer to yours a wiry looking kid with a mustache teased, "What's it like fuckin' a corpse, sweetheart? Or can he even get it up for ya?" You turned away in disgust, but he captured your wrist, forcing your hand toward his crotch. "I ain't got that problem," he smirked at you with twisted delight.
You spit in his face as you jerked your arm away, reeling backward as he let go at the same time. His low chuckle rumbled against your back as you stumbled for the exit with tears pricking your eyes.
Before you reached the door, Johnny was calling to you. "Where you goin', baby doll? I didn't forget about you," he smiled warmly, handing over a shot glass. Without caring what it was, you sunk it quickly to steady your nerves, eliciting a cheer of "atta girl" and a little toast from the table behind you.
Face full of thunder, his jealous streak emerged as he watched younger men eye you like their last meal. "Stupid fuckin' kids," he muttered through gritted teeth. With a low growl, he tucked you beneath his arm and escorted you to a table away from their prying eyes. Perching you on his lap, he massaged the exposed skin of your thigh in soothing circles asking how you wanted to spend the weekend. It helped calm you momentarily, but then you heard the whispers rise once more.
"Tell her to come back here and spit on your dick," a voice snickered, beer bottles clinking in agreement.
The remark caught Johnny's ear as well, the hairs on his neck bristling as he asked, "What the fuck did he just say?" His eyes lingered on the table of men testing his patience, but you stroked the coarse hairs of his beard gently to bring his attention back to you.
Knowing how quickly his temper could get the better of him, you attempted to keep him rational. "They're lookin' for a fight, don't give 'em one, okay?" you urged.
Although he continued to eye the room warily, Johnny relaxed into his chair as your fingers massaged his shoulders, a quiet hum of satisfaction emitting from his throat.
You needed something more to keep yourself feeling free and unbothered so you quickly downed another round of drinks. A fact which didn't go unnoticed by Johnny.
"Slow down, darlin'. Wanna be flat on your face 'fore the nights over?," he warned, pulling a cigarette from his pack of Marlboro Reds.
"More like flat on her back," a voice behind you wheezed with laughter. "Little whore's achin' for it," he muttered, gulping down the rest of his beer.
Johnny's shoulders tightened beneath his leather jacket, a nearly imperceptible signal that he would attack even as the slow exhale of smoke obscured your view of his expressive green eyes.
Seconds later his body was in motion, hoisting you from his lap in one fluid motion to dive for the man who'd dared insult you. Although you hid your face in your hands to keep from witnessing what would come next, the sickening crunch of bone told you everything you needed to know about the swift and merciless justice Johnny was exacting on your behalf.
Another loud crack and a rush of wind sent you scrambling against the wall, opening your eyes just in time to see a chair being broken over Johnny's back. However, he recovered more quickly than his drunken opponent, grasping the switch blade from his boot and raising up to swipe at the man's cheek.
A sharp gasp left your mouth as blood spattered across Johnny's front, a sharp metallic scent cutting through the acrid sweat soaked air instantly. As the man doubled over in pain, Johnny turned to Brucie shouting gruffly, "Get her out of here."
"M sorry," the pathetic figure sputtered, blood pooling in his mouth as you shuffled past. "I didn't know she was your lady..."
Johnny rolled his eyes at the blatant lie. "Now you fucking know," he hissed with a swift kick to his ribs, watching the man fall to a heap at his feet.
As the chaos subdued the owner rounded the corner, shoulders hunched in submission as the fear coursing through his veins caused him to ramble apologetically. "If I told him once, I told the kid a hundred times, he's gotta watch that mouth of his. He's like that no good father of his. But he's my sister's boy so I try, you know? Please, Johnny, he's learned his lesson. He's gonna remember it too," he swore earnestly as he helped the kid off the floor, eyes still trained on Johnny's blade.
"Is that right?" Johnny asked with a raised brow. His eyes roved the bar slowly as he pulled a handkerchief from his back pocket to clean the blood from his knife. "Well, I know my girl's gonna remember this and that don't sit too good with me."
"He'll apologize," the owner spoke up as his nephew groaned in protest.
Taking a step forward to hover over his bloodied victim, Johnny seethed in a low threatening tone, "He's not coming anywhere near her."
"I don't understand....What else do you w-want?" came the frightened reply.
Tucking his knife back inside his boot, Johnny shrugged. "Make it go away."
A sliver of light cut into the darkened bar as Brucie cautiously entered, finding Johnny standing motionless amidst the broken glass and bar stools. Even in profile, he recognized the crazed look lingering in Johnny's eyes. As he drew his lighter toward the waiting cigarette on his lips, the bright orange flame flickered in his pupils, illuminating the murderous desire that still lurked within.
Brucie gulped before asking, "What about the bar?"
"Burn it down," Johnny answered without hesitation, turning on his heel to find you.
When he caught sight of your trembling form, he captured you in his strong arms. "How's my doll? You hurt?" he asked, hooking his chin against the top of your head protectively, his hand caressing your back.
Crushing him with your eager embrace, you took the first deep breath you'd been able to draw since leaving his side. "I'm fine," you assured him as you broke away, lacing your fingers with his.
He hissed in pain and your eyes fell to his bloody knuckles, fingers tracing the rapidly swelling joints as you accessed the damage. "Needs ice," you commented, placing a tender kiss to his reddened skin.
He visibly shivered beneath your touch, hand clasping the back of your neck as he confessed, "I only need you right now, sweetheart." Dipping his head to capture your lips in a searing kiss, he tore away long enough to urge, "C'mon." The desperation in his eyes being the only explanation you needed, you allowed him to take hold of your elbow and pull you into the alley across the street.
Stolen away from anyone still lingering outside the bar, nothing could stop him from ravishing you in the inky twilight. The crushing grip of his hands yanking your hips toward him, fingers pressing into the flesh of your ass before wandering upward to squeeze your waist, then seek the heat of your body beneath your cropped shirt. It was as though he couldn't decide which part of you he wanted most and greedily took you in by the handful.
As you caressed his cheek, he finally tangled his fingers in your hair, tugging slightly to tilt your chin up at him. His thumb brushed against your bottom lip with a look of famished desire before he leaned in to devour you, sucking and biting until your lips turned puffy and swollen. The pleasing shade of ruby red making him groan.
Still feeling the adrenaline of the past hour coursing through your veins, you couldn't help but give in to his feral intensity, especially as you glimpsed the fresh spatter of blood on his shirt. Pushing his jacket from his body, your fingernails clawed at his muscular shoulders, leaving scratch marks through the thin white fabric of his t-shirt.
He smirked at your eagerness, pinching your nipple harshly through your top and eliciting a whimper from you that made his cock strain in his pants. Tapping your thigh, he indicated for you to jump into his arms and you quickly found yourself pinned between his sturdy frame and the cool concrete wall behind you. He pushed the air from your lungs as the weight of his chest settled over you in an act of raw domination.
Leveraging your position against the wall, you began to rock your pelvis against the growing bulge in his jeans and he relinquished his hold on you to concentrate on the delicious friction.
A give and take of pleasure began as he leaned forward to suck a bruise into the tender flesh of your neck, a growl ripping from his throat when he could no longer stand his confines.
"Gotta have you, baby doll," he ground out between huffs of breath.
"I'm yours," you promised, looking up at him through your lashes as you helped free him to the cool night air. Locking eyes with him, you spit into your palm before grasping his throbbing length with enthusiasm.
You watched his eyes roll back in pleasure as you began to pump him, biting your lip at the enticing way his jaw went slack whenever your wrist flicked on the upstroke. He moaned as your thumb grazed his weeping tip, more than ready to bury himself inside your warmth.
Moving your underwear to one side, he dipped two fingers inside you without warning, making you clench down around him as he praised, "So wet for me."
The rough callouses of his fingers dragging against your sensitive walls created a wave of uncontrollable panting, a voice you barely recognized as your own issuing forth to beg for his cock.
"Need you Johnny, please," you mumbled into his shoulder as he removed his fingers to brush the head of his cock against your slick folds, teasing another round of wanton moans from you.
Your pleas severed the last shred of his self control, strong hands repositioning you to cup your ass tightly and begin pistoning up into you.
You clung to him as best you could, ankles locking around his lower back to accept each powerful thrust. As your breath came in short bursts, Johnny could feel you begin to flutter around him with the tell tale signs of your impending release.
"That's it, sweet girl, cum on my cock. Just for me," he coaxed, knowing just the sound of his voice could push you over the edge.
"Johnny, Johnny, I'm gonna..." you whined and he slowed his pace slightly to tilt his head, watching your face contort in pleasure.
"That's it, pretty. Feels good, huh?" he asked, beard scratching against your cheek as he nibbled your jawline. "Go on, say it again. Who makes you feel this good?" he prodded arrowing his hips into you with skilled precision.
"Ugh...you...you do, Johnny!" you squeaked, fingers scrambling to find his face with your eyes screwed shut.
"Open your fucking eyes when you say that," he growled, large hand encircling your neck and giving a squeeze to demonstrate his seriousness.
Your eyelids flew open, meeting his piercing stare just as your orgasm crested, the intensity of it and the lack of oxygen making you dizzy.
He released his hold moments later to press his lips to yours, breathing life back into your shaking body as he continued thrusting into you, words of devotion tumbling from his lips. "Such a good girl for me."
You could sense his own end approaching as he began to lose rhythm and you murmured against him, "Finish in my mouth."
With a nod, he lowered you onto shaky legs, watching as you steadied yourself against his broad thighs, parted lips waiting for his seed. Johnny held the back of your head as he fisted his cock roughly, unable to believe the admiration shining in your dewy eyes. He came with a grunt, thick pearlescent ropes falling onto your tongue as a loud explosion erupted just over your shoulder.
Swallowing harshly, you leaped up to the safety of his chest, heart crashing against your ribcage.
Johnny waited for a moment before raising your chin away from the crook of his neck with his thumb and forefinger. He slowly turned your head to face the direction of a loud crackling sound and you flinched watching the flames leap into the night sky.
"Is...is that what I think it is?" you asked breathlessly, barely able to comprehend the heat rising at your back.
"All for you, sweetheart," he confirmed. "I'd burn this city to the ground for you," he whispered, scattering kisses along your collarbone.
You had no doubt because that's the kind of man Johnny was. His love was like a burning ring of fire which had gone wild in every sense of the word.
i can't stop thinking about venom actually trying to be gentle while fucking reader. like he's always so intense, but he loves his baby so much and she loves him and he can't help but slow down his thrusts when she whines. he's just so long and thick, kissing her cervix with every thrust, tummy thick with a bulge
his deep-rooted, primal instincts are screaming at him beside eddie's accompanying lazy baritone when he slows his movements, allowing you to catch your breath underneath his shadowy figure. "he wants to know if you are alright." he purls, tone softer than his usual gruff, doing his best to ignore the near-painful throbbing of his cock inside your wet cunt. "he said i am going too hard."
you nod, breathless, chest heaving with each heavy gulp. "i just.. i um.. i just need a second."
the symbiote nods, delving into nuzzle his goopy head under the bend of your chin, tongue darting out to drag lazily over your balmy breast, the tip of it curling hungrily around your pebbled nipple. "it feels good, doesn't it?" he coos, another tendril detaching from his body to draw back the head of your clit to expose the raw muscle. "i always take such good care of you, don't i, princess?"
you affirm his inquiry with a warbling cry, squirming on his thick cock, desperate for the stimulation that he once provided you. "almost there, vee.." you preen, gasping wetly when the tongue tugs at your nipple, his cock pushing into uncharted depths. your ba k presses off the cushion of the mattress, chasing after an orgasm that's dancing on the horizon, teeth clenching.
"i love you," venom coos, the sound so warm when it drifts past your eardrums, now flicking that tentacle against the clit with just the right amount of pleasure. "our perfect girl, taking my cock so well. not even eddie takes my cock this well, you should know," he can't help but jab at his counterpart, who's groaning with exaggerated embarrassment.
you whine, mewling around each shove of his cock up into your wet pussy, your walls stretching with every rough movement. "easy," he chides, now. "don't let the stupid man teach you anything - i'm not going to deal with another brat."
summary: eddie might fuck you good, but venom pushes your limits.
warnings: SMUT SMUT SMUT, nasty ass smut, surprised-myself-while-writing-it kind of smut, sorta dubcon towards the end, oral sex f and m receiving, sticky tendrils and tentacles and appendages and such, bondage using v's tendrils, hair pulling, spanking, double penetration, eddie spitting in reader's mouth, eddie slaps reader's cheek a lil bit in the beginning, overstimulation central, names like "good girl", "sweet angel", "sweet girl", "beautiful girl"... don't wanna hype myself up too much, but i think y'all are gonna be eating good while reading this one. monsterfucking. i am definitely not getting into heaven, so make my sacrifice worth it and grab some popcorn!
word count: 2k
a/n: if you've ever wanted me to write a sequel for fics like "take the reins" and "don't pretend", this is for you. i can't believe this is my official return to fic writing LMAO, but we're pretending like i never left! (yes i know i posted my last fic in april.) i hope you enjoy, please give me some feedback for this one!
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“Gooooood fuckin’ girl.”
You struggled to hide your wince as Eddie harshly slapped your cheek again: you were on your knees, your face raised to look at him as he knelt over you, directing your face in whatever way he wanted it to go. Some parts sweet, some parts rough - whether it was pulling your hair until your cunt twinged with need, or spitting in your mouth when it got too dry for him to fuck, or how fucking good his cock felt when it was shoved into your mouth, you took all of it enthusiastically.
You hadn’t heard Venom’s commentary in a while, but at least Eddie seemed to be enjoying himself.
“That’s great, honey,” Eddie gasped as he slipped the tip of his cock in your mouth again: you sucked on it dutifully, slathering your spit over his already glistening length, but throughout all of it, your eyes were locked on his face.
He was almost out of breath just from watching you. “Jeez, that’s fuckin’ nasty…”
Overachieving, you responded by taking his whole length into your mouth until the tip of his cock slammed into your uvula and you were forced to gag.
You meant to stay there, but Eddie’s hand was buried in your hair very suddenly, tugging you backward: he evidently hadn’t been expecting that.
“Easy, honey,” he told you. “It’s not every day I got a girl jumping all over me, y’know.”
You sat back on the bed and stuck out your tongue for him, grinning widely. “Sorry.”
Inside his head, Venom scoffed.
PUSSY.
“N-no, don’t be sorry for anything,” Eddie managed to say to you as he allowed his cock into your mouth again, determined to keep Venom at bay inside his thoughts. “Feels so fucking good, just like that…”
Sucking him off until he came had to be the plan, you figured, so you kept going, keeping your tongue flat along his length as he fucked your mouth. His cock was so goddamn thick, and your tongue kept brushing along a prominent vein as you went. The best part was his hand, firm in your hair, ensuring he was using you in whatever way he wanted.
Meanwhile, Venom’s voice was a reassuring purr in Eddie’s ear.
SHE LOOKS SO GOOD LIKE THIS, EDDIE.
So it came as a bit of a surprise when Eddie decided he wanted to move: he was off of you in an instant, but he was grabbing your leg, indicating he wanted you to move with him.
His voice was soft, almost sweet, keeping you wet. “Up, honey, c’mon.”
Breathless, your heart pounding now that there wasn’t a hand in your hair anymore, you got off your knees and, following his direction, rolled over on the bed.
“Shit,” Eddie commented appreciatively, just before he spanked you harshly. “Pop that up for me, honey.”
Grinning sheepishly, you buried your face in the pillow and lifted your stinging ass in the air for him.
“Fuck,” he gasped as the palm of his hand brushed over your pussy - yeah, you already knew you were dripping, and the humiliation of it made you flush. “You always get this wet just having a dick in your mouth?”
“It’s just you,” you mumbled weakly, which earned your another spank.
“Just me, huh?” Eddie replied, mockingly, making your face burn. “Not V? You’re telling me this pretty pussy’s dripping just because of me?”
You opened your mouth to respond, but he’d spanked you directly on your pussy this time, making you moan weakly.
“Fuck,” you gasped, burying your face in the pillows. You had a feeling that Venom would’ve teased you endlessly if you moaned for him, and you weren’t sure if you could handle it when your pussy was already this wet, but God, you’d never been more tempted.
Inside his head, Venom was sounding impressed, but he hadn’t revealed himself yet.
KEEP GOING, EDDIE. YOU WILL BREAK HER.
Keeping your head in the pillow, you spread your legs wider for him, trying to expose as much of your pussy as you could. Spurred on by Venom’s praise, Eddie grinned.
“Fucking glistening,” he laughed, running a finger delicately along your drenched pussy, sending sensitive nerves haywire. “What a pussy. I mean, Jesus…”
He leaned forward to press a gentle kiss to your damp inner thigh, and that simple, two-second touch had your mind speeding out of control with obscenities. No doubt about it, spreading your holes like this turned you on: you could feel your slick running down your inner thighs, and if your brain wasn’t jammed, you would’ve been begging for Eddie for Venom to come out, to finally fuck you.
Breathless with anticipation, you grabbed a fistful of pillows instead and waited patiently, keeping still.
Inside his head, Venom was chomping at the bit, too.
WHEN WILL YOU LET ME OUT, EDDIE?
Just give me a few more minutes, Eddie’s thoughts responded, a bit urgently.
He opted to pretend as though nothing had happened, keeping his control over you.
“Spread your legs more, baby. I want to see how turned on I made you.”
Moaning weakly, you did as he said, spreading your legs to reveal your glistening wet mess of a pussy: you had yet to touch yourself, or do anything to stop the spread of heat in your most sensitive spot, but you felt like if he didn’t touch you soon, you were going to go into cardiac arrest.
You closed your eyes and listen to him move closer.
Eddie’s hands were warm around your thighs, and you could feel him kiss both of your inner thighs - dear god, he’s about to kill you - before he kissed your clit, enveloping it with warmth.
Everywhere. Oh God.
You gasped weakly. “Oh, Eddie…”
Again, Venom’s voice was a reassuring purr in Eddie’s ear.
YOU ARE UNRAVELLING HER, EDDIE. KEEP GOING.
“That feel good?” he whispered, kissing you softly again.
Well, fucking obviously: you were clutching the pillows above you with all your might, doing your best not to squirm in pleasure. “Eddie, please…”
You were so fucked out you couldn’t finish that sentence, but Eddie knew what it meant, and Venom did too.
LET ME OUT, EDDIE. YOU KNOW SHE WANTS IT.
“You need V, honey?” Eddie whispered from between your legs: he sensed from the growing warmth in his abdomen that he wouldn’t have control over his body for much longer, so he was determined to savour it for as long as he could.
You nodded weakly, flushed with pleasure - Eddie’s tongue may have been a natural, non-monstrous length, but it was pressed to your clit nonetheless, and it would’ve made anybody come after long enough. “Give him to me.”
That did it: Venom came out with a flourish, enveloping Eddie’s body entirely in black goo until he wasn’t Eddie anymore, but tendrilled and sticky and terrifying and one hundred percent Venom.
You almost came at the sight of him. “Oh, V…”
Venom’s tongue protruded from his mouth, licking clean his impressive row of fangs. His milky white eyes might’ve caused others to cower, but you stared directly into them, breathless. It was fascinating, really, how quickly Eddie had disappeared.
Venom’s voice was a deep purr, deeper than anything you’d ever heard.
DID YOU MISS ME, SWEET ANGEL?
“I did, V,” you gasped as a glittering black tendril snuck up your leg, “God, I - I want you so bad.”
Venom cocked his head to the side, watching you intently, like a predator watching its prey.
I TELL EDDIE THAT ALL THE TIME.
You gasped as the appendage finally breached your cunt, pulsating and sticky, giving you exactly the feeling of fullness you wanted. “Oh, Venom…”
The pillow you were clinging onto was gone in a second, replaced by two tendrils pinning your arms onto the bed. Before you knew it, two other tentacles were wrapping around your ankles, fully restricting your ability to move, and there you were, trapped on the bed as Venom was leering above you, his cock sliding in and out of you.
His pace was relatively slow, but you soaked up every pulsing inch succeeded inside of you, and every now and again, he’d make the tendril twist, bringing you closer to the edge every time.
I DON’T EVER THINK I’VE SEEN YOU THIS WET, SWEET ANGEL.
I don’t think I’ve ever been this wet, your thoughts responded incredulously, but all that came out was a choked, “Ngh!”
You were coming, you knew it, and it still hit you like a fucking freight train: the orgasm rushed through you as blood thundered to your brain, euphoria crashing over you at maximum intensity. Everything welling up inside of you just burst, and nothing had ever been so lovely.
You went deaf for a moment as the only thing you could hear was your heart absolutely pounding and the shrill ringing in your ears, but you knew you were gasping for breath, completely overtaken by this orgasm. You’d never tell Eddie, but it was Venom who knew how to pull orgasms from you like this, and only Venom, his glittering black cock absolutely destroying you from the inside out.
Of course, it was then Venom suddenly decided to slam his cock into you at full force, overstimulating you beautifully.
The confidence in his voice never wavered.
I KNOW YOU CAN TAKE IT, BEAUTIFUL GIRL. I HAVE SEEN YOU TAKE IT.
“Oh, Venom,” you were gasping over and over, but you couldn’t fully hear yourself over the ringing in your ears and the sounds of Venom’s glittering black tendril sliding in and out of your drenched, abused pussy, filling you up to the maximum. “Fuck, fuck, fuck!”
He did the pulsating, twisting thing inside of you once again, and your eyes nearly rolled back into your head: when he was pinning you down like this, you had nothing to hold onto, it was just you, the cock inside of you, and the threat of this monstrous creature swallowing you whole. “Oh my god, Venom!”
HOW DO YOU FEEL ABOUT EDDIE SEEING THIS, SWEET GIRL?
“Oh, fuck, Venom…” you moaned from underneath him, incoherent now as his cock pistoned in and out of you. You were blathering, but the message was clear: don’t fucking stop!
Venom was smug, now.
HOW DO YOU FEEL KNOWING I CAN TAKE YOU BETTER THAN EDDIE EVER COULD?
“You’re better than Eddie,” you mumbled incoherently as Venom ramped up speed, “Loads better than Eddie, I just - oh fuck - holy shit, V, keep going!”
WILL YOU COME FOR ME, SWEET ANGEL?
Yes, I will, your thoughts responded immediately, but actions spoke louder than words: your second orgasm ripped through you as your legs shook, you were pushed to the point of insanity. This one really took you by surprise compared to the first, but you revelled in it, your vision flashing with white as Venom fucked into you. You could feel your body sinking into the bed despite the restraints, spent, and you almost thought it was over, but–
Venom, of course, didn’t care.
COME FOR ME AGAIN, BEAUTIFUL GIRL.
“V,” you whispered weakly, your entire body damp with sweat from your last orgasm, “I - I don’t think I can, I just came.”
Above you, Venom absolutely snarled, and his tongue slithered down to force your legs even further apart.
WHEN I SAY COME, YOU COME!
A second, bigger tendril sank into your ass this time, and you gasped: you were filled, completely and utterly filled, and God, you’d be lying if it didn’t feel so fucking wonderful.
“I - I’m gonna come,” you blathered, blinking hard as the realization set in: you were about to come faster than you’d ever come in your life. “I - I’m gonna come, V, holy - oh my god-”
The words I’m coming were lost in your throat, but it didn’t matter: in a matter of seconds, you’d came for a third time, and the euphoria this time around was still there, yet with a bitter and harsh edge. Your body was exhausted, but your pussy was drenched, and all Venom knew was to keep fucking going, so–
You were gasping, half-deaf with your vision flashing with white, trying to make peace with the reality that Venom was going to fuck you until you passed out.
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WE ARE NOT A BABY.
You tut and continue about making Venom’s tater tots. It hadn’t really been a genuine thought. It’s just that when you and Eddie trade Venom between you like parents trading a toddler for alone time, it kind of felt that way at times. Not that you were complaining, of course. Any time with Venom piggybacking in your head was time well spent in your own personal opinion.
It was just a shame that you weren’t a better match. Then he could come around with you more often. But no, that was Eddie’s responsibility, it would seem.
“I know, V- you know how human brains work. Thoughts just pop in unannounced.”
I WILL ALLOW IT.
You chuckle and pour yourself a glass of wine. A tendril of Venom’s form spreads from your back to put the wine bottle away for you, and you thank him kindly. Checking the timer on the tots, you frown. They were going to be at least another fifteen minutes.
“What do you want to do tonight, V?” You ask, plopping down on the lounge chair and taking a sip.
WE WANT TO SPEND TIME WITH YOU.
You smile softly, and Venom chuckles in your brain in response. That took some getting used to, actually, hearing someone laugh in your mind. But like all things, you acclimated.
“We’re doing that, buddy,” you reply.
YOU ARE FAR NICER THAN EDDIE. EDDIE IS MEAN.
You take another swig of your wine and flick the TV on quietly, flipping through to get to Venom’s favourite channel.
“How do you mean? Eddie’s a sweetie deep down,” you respond, finally finding the channel and putting the subtitles on for yourself. Eddie was always a sweetie. It was just that he was a bit gruff. Venom grunts.
EDDIE’S AN ASSHOLE.
You hear the bathroom door creak open and turn around, seeing Venom’s tendril rooting around in there for something. You don’t question it further than that, knowing that whatever he’s looking for will be found.
You’re proven correct when the tendril returns with your hairbrush. You dutifully fluff your hair out from the neck of your cardigan for Venom, who hums appreciatively and begins to brush at your hair.
It’s something he likes to do for you. You’re not sure whether it’s because he enjoys the sensation himself, or whether it’s something he does for you. It could be both, all things considered. Your eyes flutter shut, and you lose yourself in the motions for a few minutes.
“He can be an ass,” you finally acquiesce. “But he means well.”
Venom’s head materialises from over your shoulder and faces you. His tendril pauses its ministrations in your hair for a moment, and he appears thoughtful.
“Peter!” You shouted as you hurried into the collapsing building. You’d managed to sneak past the police and emergency services that had gathered outside. You’d been away on a mission for Coulson. You’d promised May that you’d be home in time to celebrate whatever college that Peter got into.
it had been a week since your mirror breaking incident and you and coulson both agreed it was in everyone’s best interest if you stayed in a containment room until you had your powers under more control.
you were in there to protect yourself, more than to protect others.
the days passed slowly but with frequent visits from daisy and lincoln, you were gaining more real control over your powers.
you laid back on the bed, curling up on your side after finishing the food may had brought you a half hour earlier.
you pulled the blankets up around your arms and tried to get some sleep.
there was a quiet knock on the inside of the the sliding door, catching your attention.
you groaned softly, flipping on to your face and then to the other side, facing the door.
daisy leant against the doorframe, a sad smile on her lips. “hey” you squinted, eyes adjusting to the light coming from the hallway.
“hi.” she stepped inside, coming to sit on the bed with you.
“lincoln said that you should be free to leave this room in a couple days. you’re controlling your powers now, we just want to make sure the effects aren’t hurting you anymore.”
“i don’t feel any pain. i’ve been off the pills for a while and the pain’s gone. i think i actually did it. i think i actually learned to control my powers.” you gave her a real smile, the first in a long while.
“i’m proud of you” she leaned down and pressed a kiss to your cheek.
you shivered slightly, trying to snuggle up close to her while you could.
she laughed, slipping her black zip up hoodie off of her shoulders and handed it to you.
“cant have my girl freezing to death”
you sat up, putting on the sweater. “i just want to sleep in our bed.” you sighed, laying your head in her lap, curling up next to her.
“soon enough, angel.”
she stayed with you for a little while as you tried to get some sleep.
she went to get up, but it ended up waking you from your light sleep.
“wait! here.” you slipped of her hoodie and tried to give it back.
“keep it. it looks better on you anyways.” she kissed your head, letting you go back to sleep.
Summary: Y/N and Skye are dating, and when Skye gets in a hairy situation with Ian Quinn in Malta, it’s Y/N to the rescue. They’d do anything for their girlfriend, after all.
Word Count: 1,242
Category: Fluff, maybe a tiny bit of Angst?
Putting work into an AI program without permission is illegal. You do not have my permission. Do not do it.
Heyo, I have a request with daisy Johnson x fem reader.
Daisy and Reader get into a heated argument, then Daisy leaves to go on a mission (reader had to stay at the base due to an injury. She's also inhuman, her powers are telekinesis.) and when Daisy comes back to the base and makes her way to their shared room, she finds Reader asleep with dried tears on her face and Daisy feels bad, so she slips in behind her and holds her, apologising to her quietly.
Bad time
Summary: Words that should’ve been left unsaid.
Pairing: Daisy Johnson x female!reader
Warnings: slight angst
Word count: 434
a/n: I miss Agents of Shield :(
Tags: @thought-of-you-and-me @rafecameronswhore
“Why can’t you just listen?” Daisy’s arms flail around as she yells. She’s angrily putting on her gear, the Quinjet leaving any minute. “You always start these when it’s not a good moment!”
“Then the moment would never be good.” Y/N cries out. She does her best not to actually cry, knowing Daisy might use it.
“Well maybe there’s a reason for it.” Dropping one of her gauntlets to the floor, Daisy groans loudly.
Y/N sighs, rubbing her face. “Can you just stop for a moment?”
“No!”
“Daisy-“
“Shut up!” Daisy struggles to put on the gauntlet, grunting while doing it. “I have to go to a mission now.” She mumbles, picking up her bag and leaving, slamming the door in the process.
Y/N slumps down to the bed, finally letting the tears fall. She isn’t even sure what the fight was originally about. Maybe her recklessness, even though Y/N wouldn’t call it that, which is why she’s not going to the mission today. One of her ribs broke during a mission when she didn’t have enough time to throw a debris out of her way. Which she berates herself for, she has telekinesis after all. It also made Daisy mad with worry, hence the fight.
Y/N lays down, on top of her blanket. She doesn’t bother changing into her night clothes, feeling drained from all the yelling and fighting. The tears don’t seem to stop as she closes her eyes, hoping for Daisy to come back home safe.
Daisy opens the bedroom door quietly. It’s already past midnight. She sighs in relief when she notices Y/N still asleep. With slow and quiet movements, Daisy changes out of her suit and cleans up herself a bit.
Now in her pajamas, Daisy kneels in front of Y/N’s side of the bed. She frowns at the dried tear tracks on her cheeks. Laying down behind her, she holds Y/N tightly and moves her face near her ear.
“I’m so sorry.” Daisy whispers. “I’m so sorry, baby. I shouldn’t have yelled. I was unfair and you were right, I was avoiding talking. Please forgive me.”
“I forgive you.” Y/N mumbles half asleep.
Daisy sighs. “I didn’t mean to wake you.”
“It’s okay.” Y/N turns in her arms, burying her face to the crook of Daisy’s neck. “I’m sorry too. I didn’t want to pressure you in any way.”
“Don’t apologize. We’ll talk first thing in the morning.” Daisy lays down properly, holding Y/N close. “Go back to sleep.”
