Yes to more of that pietro smut you wrote, gotta know what happens next
Aнгел
Pairing: Pietro Maximoff x F!Reader
Summary: Continuation of Teasing Texts. The morning after Pietro finally gives in to your teasing, he can’t help but taste you when he wakes up in the middle of the night.
You can't remember much other than it's over much too quickly for your liking but you know for a fact that was good, so fucking good. You feel him vibrating inside of you and next to you. even after the both of you have drifted off into sleep.
His sleep doesn't last long though. He’s too excited, too riled up.
He wakes up with an insatiable hunger. He wants to devour you every chance he gets. Wants to ruin you the same way you ruined him when you teased him in the presence of the other avengers. It just wasn’t fair.
But he stops in his tracks when he sees you sleeping with a soft smile on your face.
You look so peaceful. He would hate to ruin the serenity you are living in within the dream you have created. It's times like these where he wishes that he was the one cursed with the mind reading powers.
He wants to know what is making you so happy whilst you are unconscious. He wonders briefly if he is the one in your dreams making you happy.
He so wants to be the one that makes you happy.
His need for you to be happy is suddenly overshadowed when you unwrap yourself from the ball you created with your body, whimpers falling from your soft lips as you roll onto your back.
You're not used to sharing a bed so you spread out, narrowly missing Pietro's head as he moves to the end of your bed.
Pietro watches you sleep with a newfound hunger. His tongue darts out to lick over his lips before he even has a chance to think about it.
He could just…
He shouldn't, he mutters in Sokovian. He knows it's wrong, he repeats over and over again as you unconsciously rub your hand up your stomach and over your tit before it settles once more over your stomach.
This is wrong. It was so wrong, but he had nothing but thoughts of being buried inside you; his tongue, his fingers, his cock.
He should ask for your permission. He must ask your permission
But he can't help himself as his hunger for you takes over.
Pietro leans forwards, his tongue quick to dart in and out through your dampening folds. He could lose himself in your scent, even when you were not aware of it. Your smell tempted him, controlled him, changed him into an animal, a predator.
Pietro moaned as his tongue laved over your lower lips, parting them with such softness. He didn’t want to wake you, you just looked so angelic, so peaceful. He couldn’t wake your slumber, his ангел, his sleeping ангел.
Fuck.
He couldn’t help but sink a finger into your wet heat. Even sleeping, your body was ready for him, it made him almost purr against your cunt.
Moving slowly, something Pietro hasn’t mastered quite yet, he pumped his finger in and out of you, lips suctioning around your exposed clit. His guttural groan was enough to wake you, he couldn’t keep his composure any longer.
He crooks his fingers inside of you, applying the perfect amount of pressure to send your body into convulsions against your will. Shocking you into a state between your usual grogginess and suddenly highly alert that you were not alone.
“Pietro!” You shout in a hushed voice, fingers sliding through the silver strands of his hair, hips erratically lifted from the bed. His face now suffocates on your pussy, fingers plunging deeper into you.
“Shh, ангел, you don’t want the other to hear what I am doing to you? Do you?”
So, one of the tumblr people I knew I was meeting was the lovely sweetheart @jayankles AKA Bailey :) If you're not following I throughly recommend doing so :)
Anyway, in amongst all the fangirling and the squealing and the general 'oh my god this is actually effing happening' I got some swag from her, a little thank you from her to me for helping her out by contributing to her paypal :)
So got these cute ass keyrings which once I've finished this post shall be going on my keys :) a couple of little vials and the salt one I can turn into a necklace (win) sketchbook with the Enochian alphabet and a sketch her sister did for me and this adorable canvas
But mostly we fangirled. Over everything. Bailey, I loved getting to finally meet you in the flesh 💋💋
Can I request an aesthetic based on my fic bittersweet news? It was fisherman!dean where the reader died and is left to look after their child but he still sees her and talks to her for advice on how to look after the kiddo?
I’ll base it on this request but I won’t have time to read the fic so it will be a hit or miss.