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End game power couple ❤️🔥
Pls I need Lilith to return and for the two of them to be the most powerful duo ❤️🔥 Imagine them coming down and putting the Vees in their place.
Imagine how Lucifer shines with his beloved Queen back by his side ❤️🔥
You really want me inside of you, don't you kitten? If you're that needy, come and do it yourself. Sit on my lap, now. It feels good having me grope your body and kiss your neck, right? Right. That's it, grind your needy cunt on my thigh. Just like that, atta' girl. I can feel you getting wetter on my thigh, kitten. Come sit yourself on my hard cock. Move your hips for me, bounce up and down. Good girl. Master loves the way your pretty body and perfect tits move as you ride me. You're so needy, so desperate. You want my validation. You want to cum. You want a lot of things, but I am in control. I decide what you want and what you get. Oh, your legs are beginning to shake, you're close, aren't you?! Don't cum yet, not until I say so. Keep bouncing, kitten. Faster and more intense. You're so pretty when you're on the verge of sweet release. Cum, now. Good girl. Good girl. Master loves you, kitten.
Hot bubbles
Pairing - King Of Hell Tom x Angel Reader
Summary - Taking a bath as Queen with you’re King isn’t exactly, taking just a bath!
Warnings - Smut 18+ (Praise Kink, Cock warming, sex, Daddy kink, unprotected sex) Aftercare!
A/N - Requested by @spideysbae decided to make this (Part 2 to Burning Up) hope you enjoy! There is fluff at the end too! 🥰
Word count - 0.9k+
Tom turns the Tap on the bath off, stepping into the tub he takes your hand to help you in the hot water! You now up against his toned, chest so warm and relaxed.
Tom gently feather touches your wings, caressing the tips of the white nearly grey silk. He deepens his hands into your wings, “Is this ok, Darling? Are you enjoying it?” He smirks as you nod letting out a soft moan of his name.
You can also feel the hot bubbles bubbling around you and Tom too! “Good girl, moan my name for Daddy,” he kisses your back and your wings, then turns you around in the bath.
Now that you are facing towards him he can work harder into your wings, pulling your naked body up closer to his. He works his slender, long fingers in the grooves of your rigged wings.
“Mmm, Tommy feels so good,” you whine, gripping his bicep harder. “That’s it Darling, take it Baby.” Tom groans, “Daddy has got you, such a good fucking girl.”
He moves his fingers into a different tender spot, catching you off guard. “Daddy, Yes Daddy,” You scream in pleasure. “Oh, yes. Your taking it like a Fucking Good Fucking Queen. Fuck!” You grind your hips into his, not meaning to but it felt so fucking good.
“Tommy,” you sigh in content, he grabs the sponge and soaks it to wash you. Starting at your back and shoulders, “Yes, my Queen. Your so gorgeous when you make pretty sounds.” He peppers kisses along your collarbone. “I Love when I massage your back, sweetheart!”
Your breath hitches as he brings his large hands along your thighs, hips and waist. “Tommy,” you moan quietly. “Fuck, Baby girl! You moaning already as I massage you more. Now grinning your hips into me, thought you only wanted to bath” Tom teases, kissing your cheek.
“I did but you make it way too tempting!” You giggle, taking his hand to press on your tit. Tom massages the area, tightens the grip on your waist with his other arm and gently roll his hips into yours. Tom grunts, as he hears your beautiful voice.
“Awh oh, Tommy. Fuck Daddy!” You moan out really loud, “Fuck, Darling tell Daddy what you need baby,” he groans as he feels her pussy digging into his junk.
“I want Mmm, I want me to cock-warm you as you play with my boobs.”
Tom smirks bringing his cock to your pussy, sliding down his length with your slick slit. His breath hitches as you stay still, sighing in content at how good and warm it feels.
“Fuck, Darling! You got the best pussy ever, so warm and delightful for me. Only mine!” Tom groans out while, he massages your tits. Squeezing the soft flesh in between his sexy fingers, you tilt your head back because his touches are so effortlessly perfect.
“Good girl, that’s it. Look at Daddy as he plays with your pretty nipples.” He grunts, “Fuck, Do you want your King to fuck you into heaven? My Queen.” He whispers, biting your ear lobe. Your eyes widen, “Yes, My King.”
Tom grabs your hips, water splashing as he lays you on your back. He takes his cock to put it in you again, your breath hitches as you feel him going slow at first but then harder. Now, holding on to his shoulders and waist.
“Fuck, Darling! You feel so good, with your wet cunt taking my large cock so well.” he pushes harder, sliding out and then into your tight little hole. “Tommy, go harder,” you tighten your grip as Tom grunts, “As you wish, My Queen.” His black, large wings spread out as he fucks you harder.
You stare at his face, so gorgeous in bliss even so the water splashes drastically, spilling nearly over the side of the tub. It feels so good, Tom fucking you in the water you thought.
Tom kisses you passionately, “Are you close, Darling?” You nod, “are you going to cum for me, My Queen?” Tom con-coaxes you into bliss. “Yes, Tommy!” You moan, kissing his lips sweetly as you release your high, so does Tom moaning into the passionate, blissful kiss.
He slides out, bringing you into his chest. Now he’s laying down with you on him. He wraps his arms around you, caressing your wings to comfort you. “How are you feeling? Sweetheart,” Tom strokes your hair, kissing your cheek.
“Better than heaven, so amazing!,” you giggle, dipping your head into his broad shoulder. “What about you, Tommy?” You mumble, kissing his cheek. “I feel blissful and complete with you,” He whispers in your ear, you ruffle his head. “Such a softy,” you giggle.
“Only for you my love,” Tom smiles, “shall we get dry,” you nod. He lifts you up placing you down, Tom takes your towel wrapping it around you. He does the same for himself, he then proceeds to carry you to your shared bedroom.
You and Tom get dry and dress for the night to sleep in each other’s arms. “Comfortable?” Tom asks, getting into bed with you.
“Yes, very much! Only with you.” You blush at your words. “I’m glad, I’m only truly comfortable around you too.” He pulls you closer to snuggle into his toned, bare chest. He strokes your head again, loving your locks against his finger tips.
“Love you so much, My Love.” He whispers, as your falling asleep into his arms.
“Love you so much too Tommy,” you murmur quite clearly, Tom kisses your lips and forehead. You smile snuggling up even closer!
It's always the quiet ones - Prologue.
Mob!Bucky Barnes x Female!Reader.
Summary: You don't mess with the Queen.
Warnings: Blood, mentions of sexual assault, mentions of death, mentions of decapitation, non-con kiss, assault, spitting, crying, swearing. If I've forgotten anything, please let me know.
MINORS DNI.
Word Count: 651.
A/N: Here we go! The beginning of a series! Any mistakes are my own. My work is not to be translated or posted anywhere. Please comment, like, follow and reblog! Enjoy guys! GIF ISNT MINE.
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The ropes, they carved into her skin with every move she made. The light, it made her eyes ache. The soft ‘drip, drip, drip’ of the leak in the corner pierced her ears. “Please!”. Voice horse, the taste of blood, the throbbing of her wounds…everything felt like it was on fire. “Please, let me go. I didn’t do anything wrong”. “Oh, pretty one. You did do something wrong. You fell in love with the King…and kings pay a substantial price for their queens”. The stench of coffee on his breath was enough to make her be sick, but she wouldn’t give him the satisfaction. “So, are you gonna tell me?”. Her hair was matted with blood and hung in front of her face like a curtain, but she could still see him. “Hmm? I’m not going to ask again, pretty one”. Her lips twisted into a snarl and with her last morsel of energy she spat. Blood landed on his face and before she could speak his ring clad hand connected with her cheek. A small whimper escaped her lips, but she wouldn’t scream. She’d been there for weeks, how many? She didn’t know, but it was long. “He’s coming for me. You’ll be dead before I step foot outside”. His laugh echoed off the damp walls of the room and his hand flew to her matted locks, yanking her to her feet. “Listen to me, you little bitch. I’m counting on Barnes coming for you, because when he does, I’ll be putting a bullet between his eyes, making you MY queen, and running New York. You hear me?”. A strained laugh found its way out of her ruined throat. “You underestimate him. He may be the King, but he was a soldier first, and above all that…is me”. His lips were on her in an instant, she kicked at him and tried with all her might to shove him off. It didn’t work. He tightened his grip on her hair and tossed her down on the cot. “You speak so highly of him, Y/N, but where is he? Where’s your King?”. Tears pooled in her eyes, her lip trembled, and her heart hammered against her chest. He had a point, where was he? Where was her James? His body caged hers in, a tiger looming over his captured prey. “Go on pretty girl…tell me”. Her lips curved up and she arched her body into him just slightly. He smirked, he finally got what he wanted. Or so he thought. “Fuck. You”. His hand smacked into her chest and pinned her down with bruising pressure. “Gladly”. …………………………………………………………………………………………………………… “That’s when everything went black. The next thing I know, I’m in Steve’s arms being carried to the SUV”. She was sat in her home, curled up beside Bucky. She was clean, in her own clothes and her open wounds had been tended to. A steaming mug was nestled in her hands and there was a plate of untouched food sitting on the coffee table. Across from them sat the men who were just underneath Bucky, the Princes of New York. Sam Wilson, Steve Rogers, Loki, and Thor Odinson. They served their queen; they were sworn to protect her, and they were all terrified Bucky would have their heads for what happened to her. No pain came. Just his pleads for help to kill every single man who was responsible for what happened to her. His promise to give each of them what they wanted the second he knew the bastard was dead, and they were going to deliver. She stood and paced around the room before looking at all five men in front of her. “Y/N?”. The voice she loved so much, the voice that brought her so much peace. It wasn’t a dream anymore, he was here, in front of her. “Boys?”. All but Bucky stood at her call. “Bring me his head”.
She is Excalibur.
This is one of my very old pieces from early 2017. Inspired by a conversation I had with someone, where I likened a woman to King Arthur’s magical sword, Excalibur.
Music by Howard Shore from the soundtrack of Lord of the Rings.
*whistles innocently and leaves these for @lokis-ice-queen-surrenders *
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