#hunt x reader

[roselovesbooks]

Texting Ruhn and Hunt<3

Note: I just absolutely love these two, and I’m currently trying to finish HOFAS, so have this while I desperately try to finish :3

Enjoy babes x

[shadowdaddies]

no man has ever made me come, not even close to that

so, could you write reader experiencing that frustration, telling hunt how boring sex while out drinking, and him proving how wrong she is?

have a nice day!! 💕

I feel you. This might just be my beef with the patriarchy talking but I swear men act like it's harder than it is because they're lazy. But Hunt knows what's up. Have a nice day, honey!💜

Electric Feel

Hunt Athalar x f!Reader

Warnings: smut below the cut, oral f!receiving, overstimulation, p in v sex, minors dni, not proofread

Slumped down in the cushions of the sofa, you sipped your wine, half-watching ‘Fangs and Bangs’ while talking with your friend, Hunt. The angel groaned dramatically from where he lounged on his chair, twisting his sunball cap to cover his eyes. “Please change the channel! I can’t take this shit anymore,” he pleaded, his voice muffled by the fabric of his cap.

Scoffing at his ridiculous attitude, you reached for the remote. “Gods, okay, I’m changing it. I’m tired of this show anyway. They play up the sex like it’s so great when it’s so overhyped,” you grumbled, more to yourself than to Hunt. His attention was caught, however - Hunt practically leaping from where he sat, sunball cap forgotten to the floor as he leaned towards you in interest.

“What do you mean, ‘it’s so overhyped’?” he pressed, brown eyes boring into you. Setting down the remote, you turned to face him, blinking as you realized how close he was to you. You swallowed, forcing in a deep breath as you met Hunt’s intense gaze.

“I mean, it’s not as great as people make it seem. Half the time, it’s not even enjoyable. Not to mention a guy has never even been able to make me cum.” Hunt jumped back as if you were the one throwing around lightning bolts. 

“You’ve never had an orgasm?!” Hunt practically shouted, mouth hanging open as he gaped at you. 

Reaching forward, you swatted his massive bicep. “Say it louder - someone at the bottom of the Istros might not have heard you!” With a huff, you plopped back down against the sofa. “And I haven’t never had an orgasm. I know how to get myself off. It’s just males who don’t know what they’re doing in bed.” 

Hunt had the audacity to laugh, leaning back in his seat as he laced his hands together behind his head. “That’s not an issue I’ve ever had.” You whipped your head to see a cocky grin on his face that you were determined to wipe off. 

With a sickeningly sweet smile, you retorted, “you do know that females fake it, right? I wonder how many have faked it with you.” You found yourself successful in removing his smile, immediately regretting it as Hunt’s eyes darkened, his arms slowly dropping to his sides.

Wings slightly flaring out behind him, Hunt answered you, his voice lethally quiet. “If you would like to test that theory, I would be more than willing to show you how real I can make your orgasm.” 

You refused to give Hunt the upper hand in this conversation. Sure that he would back down, you decided to challenge him. “Okay,” you said in the most nonchalant tone that you could manage. His brown eyes widened, a distinct change in his scent as Hunt blinked at you. You weren’t expecting this reaction - fully thinking that Hunt would blow the conversation off as a joke. But as his wings twitched behind him, you realized Hunt wanted this, and you startled at the realization that you did too.

Hunt noticed your change in scent, arousal now hanging thick in the air as you and your best friend eyed each other hungrily. “If we do this, promise me that things won’t get weird between us. This is just for you to enjoy yourself - I don’t want to lose my best friend because sex made it awkward.” 

You scoffed, rolling your eyes at the cocky angel. “I think I can refrain from falling in love with you. Sex has proven to be the quickest way for me to get over a guy.” Turning beet red when you heard how that sounded, you were quick to amend, “not that there’s anything about you to get over! Like, I’m not under you, you know.” Oh gods, this was embarrassing. 

Hunt just laughed, pulling your hands away from your face to gently hold one, rubbing soothing circles across the back of it. “Well, let’s get you under me, then,” he said with a wink, yanking you up by your hand before he threw you over his shoulder with ease. You squealed, shouting in protest as he carried you to your bedroom. 

Hunt just smacked your ass in response, earning a gasp before he threw you on the bed. He ripped off his shirt, baring his toned chest as he crawled over your body. The butterflies that erupted in your stomach were making it difficult to breathe, looking up at your friend as you prepared to cross the point of no return.

“Are you still alright with this?” Hunt whispered, his features softening as he brought a hand to hold your cheek. You nodded, taking a deep breath as you removed your top, now left only in your bra and leggings beneath him. “Beautiful,” he whispered, one hand immediately finding your breast as his lips gravitated towards your neck. 

As Hunt kissed and licked his way down your neck, his hand pushed the cup of your bra down, palming your breast before tugging the nipple, earning a gasp from you that made him chuckle against your skin. He continued kissing his way down, yanking your bra down to completely expose your chest, flicking his tongue against your tweaked nipple. You mewled at the sensation, writhing under Hunt’s firm hold as he repeated his actions to your other breast. This sex was already better than most you had before, but you wouldn’t give Hunt the satisfaction of telling him that. “Gods, Hunt. Do you plan on fucking me or are you just going to tease all night?”

Hunt looked up at you, his eyes nearly black as he flashed a wicked grin. “Oh, I’ll let you come on my cock. But I’ll take my time making you come with my hands and tongue first.” You blushed at his words, biting your lip as you watched the angel continue his path down your stomach, large hands gripping the waistband of your leggings. 

Hunt dipped down, pressing his nose to your center as he breathed in your scent through your clothes. Whimpering at his teasing touch, you wiggled your hips in a silent request for more. Kissing your clit through the fabric, Hunt lightly dragged his teeth and lips over your core, a slow taunt before he finally tugged your leggings down, leaving you finally and fully bare for him. 

Throwing your clothing to the side, Hunt sat up slightly as he admired your figure before spreading your legs wide. “So beautiful,” he murmured again, breath warm against your clit. You huffed out another quiet plea, thanking the gods when Hunt finally lolled his tongue out, licking a stripe up your core. 

You sighed in relief, hands threading through his long black hair as Hunt groaned against you, sending vibrations straight to your core. Lips wrapped around your clit, sucking as his tongue flicked out against the bud. You felt the familiar coil tightening, faster than you’d ever been able to get yourself there, and you tugged on Hunt’s hair in warning as you threatened to come undone. 

With a smirk against your clit, Hunt pulled you closer to him, doubling down his efforts as you came with a scream. He kept your hips pinned, unrelenting as he pushed a finger inside of you, still working your clit with his tongue. Legs shaking, you clumsily tried to push his head away, breathless pleas leaving your lips as the overstimulation had you seeing stars. 

Hunt pushed another finger inside of you, a gentle stretch as he curled them against your walls, hitting the perfect spot over and over. Praises or curses - you didn’t know - were pouring from your lips as you felt your orgasm building again. You clenched around Hunt’s fingers, the angel taking that as a sign to make the move he’d been waiting for. Brown eyes locked on yours as he brought the tip of his tongue to your clit, a zap of lightning sending you over the edge again. 

Your voice was hoarse from screaming his name as Hunt climbed back up your body, caging you in his arms. That cocky smirk had returned to his face, but you could only nod at him. “Okay, you made your point,” you breathed out, reaching up to brush Hunt’s hair behind his ear.

The smirk never left his face as the angel kneed your legs apart, leaning down to whisper in your ear. “Earlier you were begging for me to hurry up and fuck you. Are you sure you can take it?” 

You weren’t sure if you could, but your aching body was still desperate for more, as much of his touch as you could get. You nodded, moving to shove Hunt’s sweatpants down his hips. He groaned against your neck, “good girl,” pressing a kiss to the skin before shuffling his pants the rest of the way off. 

Your eyes widened at the size of his cock, fresh arousal pooling in your core at the sight. “Hunt, I need you,” you whispered, looping your ankles around his waist to guide him closer. 

“I’ve waited so long to hear you say that,” Hunt murmured, looking in your eyes as he pushed into you. His head hung, resting in the crook of your shoulder, your own jaw dropping in a silent moan at the feeling of him filling you. After a moment, Hunt began thrusting at a brutal pace, throwing both of your legs over his shoulders as he gripped your hips hard enough to leave bruises.

You were a moaning mess when Hunt flipped you over like a rag doll, pushing your face into the mattress as he took you from behind. He hit the perfect spot inside of you at this angle, eliciting loud moans as you clawed helplessly at the sheets. Hunt twitched inside of you, spilling his release as he brought his hands to your breasts, small shocks on your nipples shooting straight to your core as you spiraled into your third orgasm of the night.

You collapsed into the mattress, Hunt slowly pulling out and padding off towards the bathroom. He returned with a damp cloth, cleaning you up before pulling the covers over the both of you. The angel brushed your hair out of your face, his earlier smirk replaced with a genuine smile, brown eyes glittering in the dim light. “Thank you for letting me be the first man to make you finish.” 

You smiled back at him, mischief dancing in your eyes. “I think I would be okay with doing that again.” Hunt laughed, pulling you into his chest as he pressed a kiss to your hair, the both of you eventually falling asleep in each others’ arms.

[cadiacore]

.｡*ﾟ+.*.｡ teddy bear | hunt athalar x fem!reader

a/n: I had this idea for a while and even though it's not as long as I thought it would be, it's still very cute to me. @estevnys here is a small blurb of what I think the angel would be like while tending to you during that time of the month.

warning(s): mention of pain, fluff, period talk, swearing, etc.

wc: 500+

Everything. Fucking. Hurts! You would rather die than have to deal with cramps from Hel. Hunt was still on a mission with Ruhn, and you didn’t know when he would be home. You need your angel teddy bear, but you refrain from calling him. 

Soft, comforting music sounded from your Bluetooth speakers. Its melody soothed your mind, and the heating pad barely touched your abdomen's stabbing sensation. A small whimper emerges as another wave of pain hits you. You were going to make yourself some food, but there’s too much pain to even function. 

Why did the gods give you this damn curse of being a female? 

Hours pass by, and the front door opens. You want to get up, but the pain prevents you from moving. “Sweetheart?” You could cry now that he’s home. 

“In here,” you croak out. A few seconds pass, and the bedroom door opens. You smile weakly at the angel. 

The bed dips from his weight as he sits beside you, “What’s wrong, sweetheart?”

Another wave of pain hits you, and you whimper as you grab your stomach. That’s when it hits him.

Instantly he is up and changing into different clothes, then into bed with you. He gently pulls you into his side and kisses your head. You let out a sigh of contentment and snuggle closer to him. Both of you have a running joke about him being your space heater.

“How was the mission? Did you find anything?” 

He sighs and smoothes down your hair, “Yes, and all the evidence is at the Aux with Ruhn. It’s okay now.” You breathe a sigh of relief. The Asteri had information about the different worlds and neglected to share the information with the other leaders. Hunt had explained that he and Danaan had been planning that mission for a while, ever since the Autumn King mentioned the evidence. 

Everyone, even you, has been curious about parallel worlds. You look up and raise a brow, “You’re not gonna tell me anything, are you?” His answering smirk says everything. He can’t tell you a single thing until the all clear. 

Your stomach growls, and he looks down at you, “Have you not eaten yet?” You mentally cringe because you know he’s adamant about you eating three meals a day, which you haven’t done since he’s been gone. You’ve been in too much pain to eat, and it’s already midnight, so it’s too late to eat. 

“No, my pain has been too bad for me to eat. I can’t eat when I’m in pain.” You know him well enough that it won’t be a good enough excuse for not eating. He hums. He gently untangles himself from you and leaves the room. No doubt that he’s on his way to cook you up something. 

Ten minutes pass, and he still isn’t in bed with you. You’re not in a severe amount of pain right now, so you pad your way into the kitchen. Whatever he’s making smells delicious. You go to his side and rest your head on his arm as he stirs the contents in a pot. Then you realize what it is. It’s spaghetti, your favorite food. 

Anything related to pasta is your favorite, and he knows that fact. 

“You didn’t have to do this,” you say as the scent of the pasta enters your nose. 

“I know, but you’re hungry.” He kisses the top of your head and turns off the stovetop. “Do you want to sit on the couch and eat or eat in bed?” 

“Bed.”

[hannzoaks]

someone plz tag me in hunt athalar x reader fics i feel like i can’t find any omg