safekeeping
a/n: maybe one shot, maybe a new dark au who knows :):) summary: it’s bloody and raw, but i swear it is sweet content: valkyrie x reader | noncon cw | pussy eating, reader has NO physical description! you are straight up called a dog and forced to eat her pussy!
“Prove your worth to me, and maybe I’ll keep you around.” The Valkyrie sneered as she held your chin in her hands, barely a scratch on her or her guards while your people littered the hall. “Do you understand me, mutt?”
Rage and exhaustion made the hair on your arms prickle, holding their stare as you spit on her face.
A desperate final act of rebellion.
She didn’t flinch or bother to wipe the saliva from her cheek, keeping a steady hand despite the twinge of annoyance in her voice. “Look at you, trying to get a rise out of me already, mutt, but trust me, I’ll break you in far before that happens.”
All you can do is contemplate your options - wrists bound and surrounded by the bitch and her guards - half hoping the exhaustion would take you and rob her of whatever sick game she wanted to play.
Valkyrie finally frees her hand so she can force you to your knees, snickering to herself at the control she has over you, as she allows others to speak.
“I say we just take them here, your liege, no point in being prudes about it, fuck them and make a show of their final moments in their precious little home -” A brute with an equally gruesome scar over his eye is the first to speak, eager to enjoy any sort of reward for a successful mission.
Quickly jumping in was a darker haired snake of a creature, “- might as well discard all the extra weight here and parade them around after, it’s not like they’ll need any of that antiquated equipment anymore.”
They continued to chime off their depraved ideas one after the other, obsessed with the idea of flaunting you around your home, and would have continued if not for her.
“No. Think, fools.” She sounded more annoyed corralling her own people than dealing with you. “Weak as they are, why would we allow ourselves to let our guards down? How pathetic would it be if you died and we had to share that it was because you were thinking with your cocks instead of your heads.”
A dejected silence overtook them and you had to bite back a smile at their idiocy - silently grateful that their sick wishes would not come to fruition.
“Make yourselves useful and cover me, half of you on guard, lest another dog decides to show up.” They act on her orders immediately, giving her just enough room to unbuckle her pants and stand above you, burying your nose in her bush as she took her time finding a comfortable hold on your head and grinding into your mouth - musk and sweat flooding your senses. “Nothing like a good submission and fight to get me nice and wet, don’t you agree?”
She stops for a second, pretending to wait for an answer before burying your mouth against her, not allowing any space for you to breathe comfortably. “Submit and show me you can listen if you want to breathe, mutt. Be a good pet.”
You hold off as long as you can, but being so desperate for air with her scent and taste inescapable muddled your judgment - you begin to do as she ordered, lapping at her greedily like a starving dog.
A low whine slipping past your lips as she finally pulled your head back to take in how you’ve fallen, chin wet with saliva and her juices, lungs desperately filling with air as you panted for her.
“What did I tell you? Look at what a good pet you can be if you listen.” Valkyrie waits to see if you’ll register her words and try to fight back, but when she’s not met with any vitriol, she lets out a contented sigh and buries you between her legs again. “Now make me cum so we can leave this filthy place and show you your new home.”
