the reader is the avatar of Anubis and one say Marc is called out for a mission from Khonsu about a new avatar thats been going around so Marc gos out to fine them and once he does its like love at first site… he cant get them out of his head after that so when they meet again the reader teases Marc from when they first met and Marc gets annoyed and so kinda like a angry smut yk?
keep up the lovely fan fics!!!
This is so interesting - yes!
this is my first time writing for Marc so I'm scared i made him OOC but i tried my best to stick to his character. Hope you all enjoy!
Rivals
🍋NSFW
pairing: Marc X reader
Warning: bandage bondage, ‘hate’ fucking, reader is a tease and so is Marc, battling for dominance through sex - kind of, love at first sight, minor degrading, hickies, mentions of a size difference, he has a big dick too, creampie
Khonshu demanded him to a new mission. Frustration clear in his voice as there was confirmation of a new avatar. Ever since Ammits defeat new avatar's were needed to protect the world. Sure enough, new ones were appearing but that also meant it was a new fresh slate. God's that were once sealed away were released and given a chance to redeem themselves. To prove they had humanities best interest.
It wasn't a surprise Anubis was quick to find his avatar. But that meant it was now Marc's job to babysit. Much to his reluctance.
As he appeared on the scene you glanced over his way. Ignoring him as you slammed down your staff, Canopic Jars circling the space around you. Dead bodies were laid out around you as your eyes glowed a bright yellow.
In the sudden burst of energy your hood fell down to reveal your face. Marc's breath hitched as he watched the way the golden glow highlight your features. You were shining as brightly as the sun.
Each of their souls flooded the jars, going into the white hearts that sat inside them. You nodded to the dead as you picked the jars up, tying them to your belt.
"Enjoy the show, Moonknight?"
Your voice snapped him out of his trance. It felt like honey to his ears. He stayed hidden in the shadows as you smirked. His heart was thumping as he stared at you.
Seeing as you were getting no response you twirled your staff to your side. Saluting him with a big smile. It was hard to not see a bulk of white in a dark alleyway, especially with those glowing eyes of his.
"See you around."
And just like that, you were gone. Knoshu's voice blared into his head, scolding him for standing around like a useless pole. Marc just huffed as he marched through the scene. It was time to clean up the mess you made.
Ever since they day he couldn't stop thinking about you. Didn't help that Steven was fanboying about seeing Anubis's work through you, even though he really wished he saw the God as well. But God's are busy.... unless you're Knoshu.
You were...hard to describe. Too many words fit you yet none of them did you justice. Marc banged his head against the wall as he groaned. Utterly fed up with himself with how he was behaving. He couldn't believe he was in late 30's and still getting crushes like this. Shouldn't he be doing taxes or something.
He ran a hand over his face as he glanced at the booze near by. Before he could even go for it, the annoying birds voice boomed in his ears. Marc deflated as the suit consumed him; glaring at the window as he knew he'd have to climb out it.
The night air felt cool against him as he glided through the air, finding his target with ease. And the fact that Khonsu was directing him. He landed, sending a kick right to someone's face. A swish of white was all he allowed them to see as he slammed his fist down someone's jaw. Switching between him and Steven whenever he needed assistance.
You watched with a grin as you sat on the rooftop. Enjoying the show. Your eyes wracked over the people lying on the floor and failed to sense any dead bodies - badly beaten and will be most likely coughing up blood - but none were dead.
"There is nothing for us here."
You glanced at your god as he towered over you. He liked to keep himself within his own realm, only assisting you by controlling your body or entering your mind. It wasn't often you saw him in the flesh.
"Can't I at least talk to him?"
Anubis sighed. knowing full well you wanted to do more than talk. But he just nodded his head with a curt 'very well' . You smiled as you jumped up from your spot, charging forward as you leaped at the man in white. Marc grunted as he grabbed your form, spinning you both around so you landed on your back. He raised a Crescent blade to you as he stared down.
"Heyy, how's it going?" You spoke up. Cringing as your head sunk into your neck. You really should of thought that through more.
Marc blinked, he couldn't believe it was you again. "What are you doing here?"
"Oh! So you can speak - I started brushing up on sign language, just incase."
His heart skipped. Did you really put in that much effort just incase he was mute? The implication you wanted to talk to him went straight to two directions. His heart and his dick.
"I won't repeat myself." He barked out, keeping his eyes in a glare.
"You do know what Anubis does, right? I send the souls of the dead to him and for the hearts to be weighed."
You manifested a jar, tapping it with your other hand as you showed to him. He could see the outline of a realistic heart carved into it.
"Any souls here?" Marc looked back at the group all laying on the floor. Some bent over bins with broken limbs. "Nope! All alive." You grinned as you waved your hand, dismissing the jar.
"I was getting worried I'd never see you again since last time you just stood there staring at me."
You huffed as you tried to sit up, only to find your legs were tangled up with his. "Which is pretty rude by the way!"
Oh god's. You were almost as chatty as Steven. Marc held back his groan as he looked up to the stars. This was who he fell for? But he couldn't bring himself to actually be mad about it. Your voice sent sparks all over his body. He'd let you talk his ears off - he was completely whipped.
"You don't ever shut up, do you?"
"No, but maybe I would if you didn't ask so many questions."
And you're a smart ass. The feeling between his legs only grew as he tried to stay composed. Trying not to think how your legs were pinned under his and spread. He could see a faint outline of your sex from how tight your pants wore. His mind was beginning to race; the things he could do to you.
You couldn't say you were in any better position. There was a reason you wanted to meet him again. You've been watching his fights for awhile. Seeing him switch between a tailored suit and his armour. Getting a peak of muscle and how tight his clothes wrapped around him.
And now you were like this - you could feel his large his body was against yours. Completely covering you. It made you highly aware of the way his hand was still tightly gripped around his weapon. It looked so small in his hand. You tried your best to not bite your lip as your mind filled with images even you would be too shy to speak of.
"You should really put that down before you poke someone's eye out." You pressed two fingers to his knuckles, lowering his hand with ease. His blade disappeared as he flexed out his hand.
"Dog got your tongue, again? get it because I work for Anubis - dog head." You gestured to your own head but you got no response.
The silence was eating away at you. You were being left alone with your thoughts for too long. You frowned as you looked up at him.
"You're not much of talker, are you? You know I've heard a lot about you, always brooding and rude- AH~!"
You both stilled as his hips pressed against yours. He didn't mean to do that - his hand was pressed firmly against your mouth. Hunched over you as your sexes pressed against each other. His mask disappeared from his face as his hood dropped. Revealing the way his cheeks were red as his eyes couldn't stop flickering down to where your bodies meet.
"Sorry-" he started, trying to move but you hugged his legs, pushing him closer.
Whatever you were saying was muffled as you kept nudging him closer. He didn't need to be a genius to understand what you were trying to say - a smirk grew on his lips as he grinded against you.
"Is that what you wanted?" He tilted his head, thrusting between his grinds making your body jerk. "No wonder you were so insistent on bothering me."
"You're just a bitch in heat."
He looked at you to see if he went too far but he watched as your eyelashes fluttered. Your eyes rolling back ever so slightly. Marc chuckled at this discovery, only making your annoyance grow.
You bit his palm making his hand clamp down on it harder. Growling as you adjusted your legs, forcing them over his as you rolled. He landed on his back with a thud as his hand dropped from your mouth. You rolled your hips as you searched for that build up on pleasure all over again.
Marc felt something light up in him. Oh, you liked a challenge. He grabbed your hips, jerking his hips up as he watched your expression falter. you tried grabbing at his hands but bandages shot out from his arms, tangling around your wrists as they pulled your arms behind you.
"Not so fast."
You huffed as he completely took over your pace. Growing more frustrated at the fabric between you two. You tugged at the restraints as you bared your teeth. Marc sat up as he kept you against him.
"Getting worked up so easily." He cooed, lips hovering over yours. You refused to close the gap no matter how much you wanted to. Keeping your mouth just grazing against his as he talked. "You've really wanted this, haven't you?"
"i preferred it when you didn't talk." You spat.
Keeping your glare level with his as your lips twitched. Adrenaline was rushing through you as his bandages tightened around your wrists. Marc barked out a laugh. Guiding your body back to the ground as the bottom part of his suit disappeared. His cock slapping against your thigh, your breath hitched at the size of It.
You wanted to slap yourself for not thinking about your suit earlier. You forced the bottom part to disappear revealing your arousal. Marc felt himself twitch at the sight of you, it was better than anything he could ever imagine.
"Go on, put it to use." You nudged your head, gesturing to his dick.
"So impatient, you think you can take this? Oh baby." His voice was filled with mocking pity. it made your ears burn.
This bastard! You sat up forcing your arms Infront of you as you wrapped them around his head. Yanking him forward, the head of his cock pressing against your hole. He groaned as his head pressed against your neck. His hand moved down to rub circles against your flesh, inserting a finger as he began to thrust. You nibbled at his exposed neck as you tried to move your hips with his movements.
Marc groaned as he tilted his head back, exposing more of his throat as he pushed his fingers in further. Going knuckles deep as he added another finger, you clenched around them with a grunt. It wasn't long for you to find that sensitive spot by his Adams apple. Biting down with a small snarl as he jerked his hips up. He held back his moan with a strained expression.
Your cheeks burned as you let out a strangled noise. Stars flashing before your eyes as you felt yourself clench. Your orgasm crashing against you as your nails dug into his cape. The sound of fabric tearing was drowned out by the sound of your own heart. Your blood rushing through your ears as you felt his fingers still pumping into you.
You tried to yank away from your restraints but it was to no avail. Cursing to yourself in your head as you pried your lips from his neck. “Please- fuck me properly.”
Marc’s shit eating grin returned as his chest puffed out in victory. You didn't have time to whine at the loss of his fingers as the fat tip of his cock prodded your entrance. Stretching you out even more than his fingers ever could as he slowly sank into you. A groan escaped him as your walls hugged his shaft at every new inch, your body pleading to take all of him even if you refused to admit it. He knew you were bark and hardly any bite. Not even you could suppress the little noises coming out of you as he thrusted his hips up. Forcing your body to bounce up and down as your thighs slapped together.
“See, you get what you want when you ask nicely.”
“Fuck off.” You instantly regretted your words as he moved your hips up, only leaving the tip in as he started to shift back. “No- don't!”
Marc let out a breathy chuckle as he moved your arms from his head. Pinning them down to the concrete floor as only your hips were in the air, balancing on his muscular thighs as he pounded into you. The sudden feeling of being full once again made your eyes cross as your back arched. Crying out in delight as his cock pressed further into you than his fingers. Drilling into that certain spot much to your relief each time.
“Fuck baby - you feel so good.” His voice was husky as he felt himself getting close. Still staying relentless in his thrusts as his hips stuttered. Growing more sloppy as the brink grew closer and closer. “Such a good slut,”
Oh Gods above, thank you. He was perfect!
A scream was ripped out of you as he bit down on your throat. Mimicking what you did to him, he sucked and nibbled your sensitive skin. Leaving trails of open mouth kisses against them as he let out grunts of pleasure.
“Going to cum-” he warned, getting ready to pull out but you wrapped your legs more securely around his waist. Keeping him flush against you as you glared up at him,
“Inside.” you growled out. Marc swallowed as he took in your face. Your voice was rough and desperate. Commanding and yet, he could see the way your eyes shined with need, Silently pleading him to fulfil your order. Your wish. And who was he to deny such a gorgeous face?
He spilled inside, his cum filling you up as he slowly steadied himself. Fucking his cum in deeper as you mewled, your own orgasm following soon after.
You both panted as your highs began to die. The bandage on your wrists weaved down your arms, reaching their destination and joining his suit once more. Marc pulled your wrists to his face, checking for any marks or soreness. There was a line of red but nothing too worrisome. You couldn’t stop the smile that grew on your face at his tender touch. As if he didn’t just pound into you. You were sure your hips were bruised him how tight his grip was.
There was a silence between you as Marc chewed on his words. Unable to muster them as he let out a sigh. You moved your palms to his, intertwining your fingers causing him to look at you. Gaze lingering at your joined hands.
“I’m free tonight, my apartment is pretty far from here.” was all you said, a hopeful smile on your face. Completely shredding yourself of the bratty attitude from earlier.
“I got left overs from this really nice Chinese restaurant.”
“Sounds delicious.”
He finally pulled out as he helped you to your feet. Your legs wobbling as cum dripped down your thighs. Marc had to pry his eyes away as he focused on your face. You both summoned the rest of your suits back as he picked you up bridal style, you let out a laugh as he carried you across rooftops.
“I'm (Y/N) by the way.”
it just hit him that he didn't even know your name until now. He let out a loud laugh in disbelief as he shook his head. “I’m Marc.”
*speaks into the still dark* Ahem.. PHONE GUY IS SUPER UNDERRATED AND YOU KNOW IT!!
HONESTLY YEAH; You don't see a lot of Phone Guy stuff these days really; I used to really enjoy seeing people's interpretations of him!
I mean that was that really good SFM video that came out not too long ago ( I say despite it coming out in 2021; man what's time anymore- ) and the animation was AMAZING!! 100% suggest checking it out! <3
Pretty please may I request aftercare with Silco after he overstimulates the reader to tears. (Consensual of course)
Of course, since you asked so nicely haha
Dry your tears
🍐 slight nsfw
Pairing: Silco X reader
Warning: brief NSFW, mentions of bondage, overstimulation
Alright let's get this wholesome show on the road! Btw for anyone looking to do asks on my masterlist I Have my rules and other writing!
Link: Arcade masterlist
Remember, it's not just the submissive who needs aftercare. All parties do - especially if you're performing any BDSM or sub/Dom scenes. You're both placed into a different mindset and need time to settle back down.
Aftercare is very important so make sure you're checking in with your partner and see what will make you both comfortable and happy!
Sorry it's short but I hope you like it regardless! I wanted to focus on the aftercare aspect because I'm a sucked for soft tender Silco~
"Ah- SILCO~!" you sobbed out. Legs unable to stop moving as you tried to squirm away from his fingers.
His other hand was gripping your hips as he mercilessly played with your most sensitive part. Your breathes were shaky and uneven. Tears streaming down your face as you felt yourself climax for the 6th time this night.
You tried to beg for him to stop, though your brain was spiraling at how good it felt and wanted to scream out for more, but your voice got caught in your throat. He always knew who to leave you absolutely wrecked; fulfilling your every desire.
"Come on, pet - is that all you got?"
You whimpered as he rolled his thumb over your sex. Shaking your head you felt the familiar rush knot back into your stomach far quicker than expected. But nothing came. You were left dry as you cried.
Silco finally removed his hand. Taking in the view before him as he leaned down. Trailing his hands up your stomach. You looked at him with pleading eyes. He began unbuckling your wrists from the bed post. Giving each one a kiss as he gently rubbed the flaming marks it left behind.
It was as if a switch was suddenly clicked in him. His eyes melting into warm pools as he left kisses all over your wrists, trailing it to your finger tips.
You couldn't help but sink into his loving gaze. A small smile on your lips. Fatigue hitting you hard as you struggled to keep up with his movements.
"My love, are you alright?" His voice was as soft as his touches. Wiping away the tears that stained your cheeks with his thumb.
Your voice came out as a hoarse whimper. As you clung to him. Despite it all you were smiling, lazily nodding your head as you took his thumb and placed it in your mouth. Looking up at him through wet eyelashes innocently.
He chuckled, kissing your forehead. He moved his thumb to press it on your lips, caressing them before keeping it pressed down. You hummed. Unable to stop the smile on your face as your legs twitched. A reminder of his hard work felt warm between them.
"My, my, aren't you sweet, come, it's time to rest."
You whined, latching onto his chest as he tried to get off the bed. He smiled before prying your hands off. Your brain was complete goo; normally you'd be fine but right now? You feared he has betrayed you. Left you in his room alone to fend off this daze all by yourself.
Previous lovers have done so.
But your worries cleared as soon as he came back, holding a small bowl in one hand whilst the other held a circular box. A damp rag over his arm. You felt bad he was moving about so much; his back must of been aching after all that. And yet here he was, looking after you.
You hiccuped, unable to stop the smile that grew bigger on your face. He sat down beside you, stroking your cheek. You crumbled into his palm as you hugged it, littering it with kisses to show your appreciation. Your voice was long gone.
"Was I too rough with you?"
You furiously shook your head. You didn't want him to worry about you anymore than he already was. He reached over to his desk, placing a cup of water to your lips. You struggled to sit up but was able to move enough. The male lifted your chin, opening your mouth just enough for you to take greedy gulps. The water was warm but you didn't care. You needed something to soothe the dryness.
You coughed, humming. Trying to conjure up your voice. Silco waited for you. Petting your head as you finally found it.
"You-- You was fine. I'm fine, just tired."
"and you were wonderful, you did amazing." He opened the box; scooping out a white cream as he took your wrist in one hand. He rubbed the cream into the seething marks, you hissed at the sudden change in temperature. The cream was too cold.
"I know, I'm sorry my love, but it'll soothe it."
You nodded. Giving him your other wrist as he did the same thing. He kissed both of your knuckles as he held your hands. Taking a moment for himself to breathe.
"Are you okay? Do you need to lay down?" You asked, leaning towards him with a curious look.
"A few aches but they'll pass." He dismissed.
You shook your head. Guiding him to the bed as you gently pushed him down on the soft mattress. He sighed as he sunk deeper into it. Feeling his tense muscles click as he stretched out. Sighing as he felt one stiff knot in his shoulder finally pop.
Aging in the undercity was not kind. You worried he'll pull a hip one day. Or worse - you will. You were sure neither of you wanted that.
You wet the rag and drained it. Wiping away the sweat that clung to his skin before gently wiping his soft cock. His breath hitched as you wiped your thumb through the rag on his tip.
"There, all clean." You smiled.
He gestured for the bowl, you gave it to him as he copied your previous movements. Wiping your body down before cleaning up the mess he made. Making sure to kiss the bruises forming on your throat from his harsh bites.
"Feel better?" He asked, you nodded.
Rolling on your side as he moved the items away. You snuggled into side whilst he got himself more comfortable. Taking out one of his cigars, trimming off the edge as he flicked his lighter. You took it from his hands and lit his cigar, kissing his cheek after.
He rubbed your still shaky legs, drawing circles into your skin as he hugged you close. He let out a long drag of smoke; making sure to turn his head to avoid blowing it in your face.
"I'm so proud of you, you always find new ways to amaze me."
You smiled at his praise. Nuzzling your cheek against his chest as you played with the strands of hair on it. It wasn't thick but you didn't mind. Curling the few grey hairs you found as your eyelids grew heavy.
"I love you, Silco." You mumbled. Drifting to sleep as you body became limp.
He smiled, patting your thigh. "I love you aswell."
Could I request trans werewolf!Jayce in heat, thinking the reader can't help, but little does he know the reader is a hellhound twice the size of Jayce's werewolf form. Once he sees the reader's true form, Jayce is begging the reader to breed him and knot him, and the reader bends Jayce over and rails him until he's swollen with cum. (Ooh and Jayce with a praise kink)
Sorry for long wait, writings been weird for me. I have short bursts and then suddenly I forget how to form sentences. I think it's just the heat getting to me and making me feel less motivated
Heat
🍋 NSFW
Pairing: trans!werewolf! jayce X hellhound! reader
Warning: masturbation, breeding kink, knotting, cum inflation, belly bulge, size kink, masc and fem terms for jayces body, monster fucking, praise kink, dirty talk, jayce is very desperate
Reader has a penis but gender is not defined or stated.
It was that time of the year. Where winter ends and spring begins. The crisp air relieved the heavy feeling in his chest as he stared at the window. Thighs rubbing as a soaring heat consumed him. With a whine he tugged at his shirt, trying to pry it from his hot skin.
Jayce threw off his clothes. Prying open the windows to let in the cool air. It was his heat cycle and he left to fend for himself. He loved his mate, you were the best thing that's ever happened to him, but you wouldn't be able to keep up with this.
He didn't want to burden you with having to deal with this. Things could get....intense. Jayce couldn't bring himself to even ask such a task from you.
The cool air made him jolt, a sudden gush of wind filling the room and hitting between his legs. Snapping his attention back to the pooling mess leaking out of him. His cheeks flushed as his thick fingers rubbed against his folds. Shivering as he imagined it was you instead. Slowly sinking two fingers into himself as his teeth bared. Growing sharper as the sun began to set.
A howl escaping him as his thumb rubbed against his cock. Desperate circles becoming quicker and quicker as he gushed around his fingers.
"Look at you.... doing so well." You cooed.
Jayces eyes were squeezed shut, brain purley focused on giving his body the relief it needed. Breath hitching as he could hear your voice. Were you here? In his head? He couldn't tell. He just buried his face into his pillow as his back arched.
"Keep fucking yourself like that, you wanna cum?"
"Yes-!" He breathed out. His tail thumping against the bed. Squirming as he went knuckles deep. His feet dug into the bed as his body cracked and convulsed, hair growing thicker.
The moon's light pouring into the room as he came around his fingers. Panting as he chewed at his bottom lip.
"(Y/N)...?" He slowly blinked. Once he realized you were there he scrambled towards you. Your smiling expression shocking him before it was taken over by a deep need. You kissed his cheek as he came down from his high.
"Is it your heat, Jayce? Why didn't you come tell me?"
"Too much- didn't want you to feel burdened-"
"you think I wouldn't be able to keep up?" You let out laugh through your nose.
He raised a brow as he tried to process your words. His mind was drunk with need and forming any real sentence other than "I need you to fuck me" was difficult.
You reeled back from him. Hunching as smoke hissed through your clenched teeth. Claws digging into the bed as your tail grew from your lower back. Ears twitching as you looked back at your boyfriend. He released a breath he didn't know he was holding.
"you're a hellhound?"
You nodded. He took in the sight of you, hovering over him as your body consumed his. You were huge. It made him twitch as his cheeks grew hotter, something he didn't even know was possible. Feeling somewhat dizzy from the new information as all his instinct's screamed at him.
"please- breed me - I want you."
You captured his lips. Your tongue prodding, silently asking for permission. He hastily nodded as he parted his lips. Your tongue swirled around his as you pulled him close to your body. Holding up one of his muscular legs so you could grind against him.
He moaned against your mouth. All his noises muffled as you added more pressure. He fit so perfectly against you. Made for you. Made to be with you. The things it did to your head.
"Need to have cock inside you, pretty boy?"
Jayce whined as he nodded his head. "Yes- please! I need your cum."
"Oh? You need it? Need me to fill you up until you can't take anymore? Is that what you want?"
"Want to take your knot and be full."
His smile was droopy as he looked utterly fucked out just from your words alone. Rolling his hips against you, surely leaving a wet patch on your crotch. He was absolutely dripping.
"You're so cute." You smiled, giving his cheek a gentle bite.
You roughly pulled off what remained of your clothes. Freeing your aching cock as you looked down at him. You huffed out smoke as you couldn't stop your excitement. He looked so beautiful and wanted you so badly. How could you refuse?
Spinning him around you shoved him into the bed. Pulling his legs part as he let you grab at his body, loving the way you were able to manhandle him. His face was buried into the blanket as you yanked his hips up. Aligning yourself to his entrance. Rubbing your slicked cock against his wet folds making him moan.
"Fill me up- I need it! I need you!"
You couldn't keep teasing him. Finally, pushing yourself in. Biting your lip at how easily he could take you. So wet and warm. Jayce moaned as he rolled back his hips, eager to have you fuck him. His entire body was on fire and you were the only one who had the extinguisher.
"Such a good boy, I didn't even need to prep you~ so eager to be fucked." His tail wagged at your praise. Mewling as you moved your hips, easing into deep thrusts.
Your knot pressed against him making him whine. He wanted all of you inside. Wanted to take every inch. Jayce tried moving his body in sync with yours, hoping you'd fully slide in but to no avail.
"Going to breed this cute hole." You hissed, jayce bit at the blanket as you started to move faster. "Stuff you full of cum and make you mine."
Skin smacked against skin as your knot prodded at his stretched out cunt. He clenched around you as he tried to push forward your orgasm. His eyes rolled back when the tip of your cock kissed his g-spot.
"I need-" he started, words dying in his throat as he let out a loud moan. "Need your knot."
So needy but you wouldn't dare trade it for anything else. You loved to spoil him.
You stretched out his hole with your fingers, pushing yourself deeper as your knot slowly entered. He felt like he was being split open. Stars dotting his vision as he let out a string of whimpers.
"that's it, you can do it." You rubbed soothing circles into his back. He was twitching as his legs shook. You knew he could handle it but that didn't stop the worry in the back of your head. "So good for me, Jayce."
The praise only made him wetter. Your knot slipping in with one final thrust. You both moaned as Jayce reveled in the feeling of being full.
By this point you were panting. Using all your will power to keep yourself restrained. You didn't want to push him too far. You were both consumed by lust - it was hard to keep a steady head. But you focused on his pleasure, trying to maintain a good rhythm as your fingers found his clit. Rolling it and gently tugging it.
"Harder-!" He cried out. Forcing his hips back with a loud smack.
You could feel your restraint snap. You grabbed his ankles as you yanked them to your hips, he loosely wrapped his legs around it as you grabbed at his hips. The new angle was letting you hit even deeper. Hitting that perfect spot with each thrust.
Jayce could hardly catch his breath. Moans were being ripped out of him as you pounded into his hole. Setting the speed entirely for yourself as your head rolled back. Using him as if he was only a fleshlight.
He cried out as the band his stomach snapped. Cumming around your cock with a whine of delight.
"Feel so good-" From this position, jayce could see the bulge in his stomach from where your cock was. You were so big. "Gonna fill you up."
White covered your vision as you let out a howl. Your cum splattering his twitching walls in thick ropes. You didn't stop your movements, fucking the cum inside him as he moaned.
"Don't stop!" He cried out. Eyes squeezing shut from the pleasure.
And you didn't. You chased every orgasm that hit you. Your cum was spilling out from the edges by the time you were done. Jayce was shaking, losing count of how many times he's came along side you. You forced yourself to pull back, your semi hard cock falling out with cum still drooling out of you.
You were quick to press your fingers inside, guiding him to lay on his back as you took in the sight of him.
He was glowing from the amount of sweat that covered his body. Heaving greedy gasps of air as drool was smeared all over his lips. His stomach was bloated from the amount of cum inside him. You slowly thrusted your fingers in and out, watching his swollen lips fluttered around you.
Jayce was completely blissed out. Staring at the ceiling as he smiled like an idioit. He was so beautiful.
He whined when he felt your fingers move. As much as you wanted him stuffed, you needed to clean him up. Cum poured out from his weeping cunt as he sniffled. You gave him a quick kiss on his forehead.
"I'll fill you up again, don't worry, but we need to get you cleaned up, ok?"
At the promise of another round of sex he happily nodded. Letting you carry him to the bathroom as you got the bath ready.
Nuzzling into his neck as you breathed in his scent. It was his usual smokey smell but you could also smell yourself. Completely marking him as yours.
Not me seeing the werewolf!reader x Jayce and wanting one with Silco 👀
HA YES - I HAVE CORRUPTED PEOPLE! Since it's the same ask I've merged your two asks together
I blame the movie I watched before writing this for the surprise fluff. I genuinely don't know what possessed me but I love it!
Moonlight
🍋 NSFW
Pairing: silco X werewolf! Reader
Warning: minor gore, canon violence, silco is ruthless and so are you, silco burning someone with a cigar (not you), size difference, blood, fluff, love making but spicy, knotting, rough fucking, creampie, monster fucking, collar and chain, claiming each other
"Dear." He tilted his head towards you, you stood behind his chair with a thick crimson leash around your neck. A chunky chain dangling from it as you loomed over his smaller form.
The poor goon sitting in the chair stared between you and Silco as his eyes widened. The moon poured into room as you growled. Fur thick on your skin as your claws flashed before the man. In a flash of panic he lifted his arm, revealing the hidden gun in his sleeve. A loud bang was drowned out by his own scream as you leaped over the desk. Biting a chunk off his arm as you redirected his arm to the ceiling.
"Shooting at an unarmed man?." Silco mocked as he curled a finger towards you two.
His cigar tight between his fingers as he frowned at the goon. He pleaded for forgiveness as he wailed, your teeth still ripping into his raw flesh. The goon let out only a squeak of agony as his eyes rolled back, unable to muster his voice from the sheer amount of pain he was going through. Silcos cigar dug deep into his hand. The scent of burning flesh assulted your nostrils.
Guards came pouring in, slowing their movements at the scene. You glared at them as you pried yourself off the man's arm. He went limp against the desk as the guards quickly picked him up.
"Kill him." Silco muttered, dusting off his clothes as he put his smudged cigar in the tray.
And that was the last of it. No one else was lurking around. It was the final meeting of the day. It was now just you and Silco.
He grabbed your face as he went to wipe the blood from your lips but you quickly dipped down. Clumsily kissing him as you grabbed his smaller body. He groaned into the kiss as he pawed at your chest. With ease, you lifted him out of his chair and onto the sofa. Panting as you finally parted.
"Im alive." His voice was soft as he looked up at you. "I'm okay." You leaned into his touch as he cupped your face. Huffing as you remembered the nerve of that man. He could of seriously hurt Silco if it weren't for you. And those guards! What kind of reaction time was that?!
Silco knew you all too well. He was just as angry as you were. But he couldn't have you brewing in it any longer, not when you two already planned to spend the night together. It was becoming that time of the year where being together was more important than ever. You needed him and he needed you.
A groan was ripped from you as his hips rolled against yours. Successfully refocusing your attention as you grinned down at him. Licking your teeth as he dropped his arm to his side, the other tugging on your chain.
"I don't have you around to stand there." He tugged on the chain with one fierce move. "Fuck me."
His voice was demanding but you could hear the twinge of desperation hanging off his words. You grabbed at his buttons and yanked, they clattered on the floor as you wasted no time in shredding him of his clothes. Leaving him bare beneath you as his eye trailed on the faint scratchings on his body from your eager hands.
Your tongue lapped at the redness, giving small kisses to where you got him as a silent apology. He just let out a laugh through his nose as he watched you cradle his hips. Giving each scratch your utter devotion. Sucking gently on the skin around it, his body arched at the sudden mix of pleasure and pain. The stinging soothed by your warm mouth.
You tugged off your clothes, uncaring if they got ruined. Your cock slapped against his stomach with a heavy thud, your eyes glanced up to see the way his breath hitched. He looked so small. His hands barely able to wrap around your length.
A figure more dangerous than the very smog in the sky. The poison that filled each of your lungs. He was bigger than Zaun itself. More feared than any authority in Piltover.
And yet here he was. Weakly grasping at you as he rolled his hips against yours. Small. Needing. Desperate. Vulnerable.
He was a man.
Your dearest love. Someone you wanted to be with forever.
"What is with that look?" His voice had a slight bite to it. The instinct to raise his defense was quick but he held your hand. Raising a brow as he took in your expression.
"Be mine."
Your nose nuzzled into his shoulder. Placing a small kiss to it as you moved his hips. He shuddered as your cock brushed against him. Your slick coated his entrance, grinding against him as you waited for his response.
"Be my mate....I am yours already, heart and soul." You placed another kiss, now on his neck. Feeling his quickening pulse under your lips.
"My body is yours along with my mind - I only ask you stay with me, have me by your side and let me devote myself to your every wish."
Silco softened under your touch. Twisting to look at you better, his legs wrapped around your waist as he pushed you inside him. Your groans mixed together as his lips ghosted over yours. Your ears twitched as they stayed facing down. Scanning each twitch in his face as he stared.
"You claimed me entirely the day you kissed me." He muttered against your lips as you hungrily kissed him. Swallowing his noises as your knot nudged his ass.
It was as if a band has snapped within your mind. All your instincts burned you to your very core as you slammed into him. Each thrust more greedy than the last as you felt your knot slide deeper. Silco grunted as he clawed at your arms. His eye fluttering as he kept one hand on your chain. Keeping himself grounded as the cool metal tingled against his hot palm.
Skin smacked against skin, each thrust was sure to leave a bruise from the sheer force. Silco could feel his legs kick out and twitch as your finally buried yourself inside. Never ending your pursuit as wet noises filled the room. Blood still on his tongue as he panted, marveling at how it stained your lips. A beautiful shade.
Your head rolled back as you let out a growl. Feeling him clench around you as you kept your grip tight on his hips. Claws digging into his pale skin. Silco pulled you down back to his level, pressing his forehead against yours as he tried to hold back his noises.
"That's it, keep going." His voice was strained as he tried to stay focused. "Doing so well, I'm yours, dear."
Your thrusts became faster, hitting deep inside as your cock pressed against his prostate. Stars covered his vision as the familiar band in his gut grew tighter.
You couldn't even respond. Kissing him once more, your tongue exploring past his parted lips. Silco choked on his spit. Your tongue was so big, leaving no space untouched. Unclaimed. His tongue pathetically moved against yours as he could only breath through his nose.
His head fell back on the sofa as he let out a groan. Your mouths connected by a long string of saliva as your tongue stayed out. Eyes rolling back everytime he clenched. He was getting close and you could feel it.
"Silco." You whined, knowing you were only hanging on an edge. Your own release coming quicker than expected as you hiked his legs up to your chest. The new angle let you go even deeper than before - not that he thought it could be possible.
He already felt stuffed and yet you amazed him everytime. Your cock barely pulled out, both of you desperate to stay in each others warmth. He let out a shameful whine everytime he felt himself feel even the smallest bit empty. Meanwhile you wanted nothing more to stay buried inside.
"Do it inside - make me yours all over again." He demanded.
His body going limb as his orgasm crashed against him. The world going white as he let out a choked sob. He could feel his stomach and chest get splattered as quick spurts came out of him.
You chased your released, slamming yourself as far as you could as you let out a howl. Your cum filling him up more than he ever thought he could. Thick ropes painting his walls as your knot grew smaller. Your cock still half hard as you slowly pulled out.
Cum poured from his fluttering hole, too fucked out to think about the nice velvet cushions. You hugged him close to you as you nuzzled into his neck. Breathing in his scent - new cigars and burning oak with just a hint of vanilla.
"Mine." Was the last thing you said as you let your eyes shut tight. Silco wrapped his arms around you as he sunk further into the couch. More content than he ever could knowing you were here with him.
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Aww thank you! I'm so glad my fellow trans men are enjoying my fics. Or really Anyone!
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I'm so glad people are finding it comforting. I'm not use to writing smut to be honest, I'm still quite new to it. I've written alot of gender neatural fics but not many trans ones
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