Warnings: Yandere-possessive behaviours, mind controlling, kidnapping
"What are you doing out at this hour? Something's gonna happen to you, my beautiful careless baby."
He looked at you with his glowing eyes. Studied your entire body with his brows furrowed as if he didn't control your mind to get you outside. Your obedient, defenseless and fragile body.
"It's so dangerous out there. You're obviously so confused, my lady. You're too naive to decide for yourself, aren't you?"
He slowly approached you. Then wrapped one arm around your waist and pulled you towards him, lifted your chin, making you look at him blankly.
"I guess I shouldn't leave you alone any longer. Look at you, who knows how many wild beasts want to hunt you." Intense anger and jealousy swept over his body as some "disgusting" images appeared in his mind of Ikaris's rough hands roaming all over your delicate body.
His grip tightened. "My beautiful prey, ruthless beasts lurk around you. They're after a delicious and beautiful prey... like you. Fortunately you have me. Don't worry, I won't let them touch you."
He took your light and trembling body in his arms but something didn't please him. He wanted you with a fearful expression. He wanted you to want him, need him, hug his neck, moaning his name.
"Druig, I'm scared!" Soft whimpers escaped from your trembling mouth when you immediately hugged his neck tightly and burried your face on his shoulder. You were scared, yes. You were numb, mindless and sleepy. You didn't recognise anything and barely felt your consciousness.
"There you go..." He took a deep breath. "My beautiful, beautiful prey." He kissed the top of your head and closed his eyes. "I'll protect you."
premise: Book in his hand, messy hair...what a snack. There is no way you are keeping your hands to yourself.
Pairing: Druig x Fem!Reader
Warnings: Well, Druig is a warning himself, Smut, thigh ridding, praise kink, fingering, vaginal sex, overstimulation (lightly), swearing.
Word Count: 2.6K
A/N: Hello Lovelies 💙 I have been dreaming about this nonstop, and I finally finished writing it, so here you go. Enjoy, I know I did ;)
There was something about the way he would lay there, in nothing but his gray sweats, clinging to the words of a good book, that drove you crazy. Perhaps it was the messy hair that he hadn’t bothered to take care of that morning, or perhaps it was the sight of his lean torso on display, or even just how in tune he was with his book, the point was, he was too delicious to not take advantage of, respectfully.
You lean against the frame of the door, watching him lay there completely submerged in the fictional world that lies just beyond the pages, his face showing the expressions for every word that he was consuming. You lick your lips mindlessly, your eyes taking in all of him, the image alone was enough to grow the arousal between your thighs. On any other given day, you could just stand there and watch him read silently to himself for hours, but today you couldn’t, today it was different.
You stride into the room, waiting for him to look up at you, to notice you, but he doesn’t, if anything he buries his nose further into the book. How adorable. You climb onto the bed, feeling it sink beneath you, as you towards him, tossing your leg over his body to bring yourself sinking down comfortably onto one of his legs.
You lean down over his figure, slowly planting kisses along his bare chest, your eyes eagerly watching him as you kiss up along his neck. Your hips began to roll against him, not able to stop them in their search for friction.
His eyes lift from the page of the book to meet yours, watching as they trail your face.
“Busy?” you mumble against him, watching his eyes light up.
He marks the page he’s on, how fucking cute, and lays the book down on the nightstand, quickly adjusting his pillow, before bringing both his hands to grip your ass. A smile tugs on the corner of his mouth as he looks you over. His eyes widen, a hint of mischief lying beyond the vast sea of blue, at the sight of you wearing nothing more than one of his t-shirts, that practically swallowed your form, and thin sheer panties.
“For you, my love?” he says softly, “Never.”
His thumbs gently brush against your skin as his eyes rove your body once more. You continue, your lips caressing the bare skin on his neck, as you litter it with kisses. He lets out a string of soft moans as you tend to a sweet spot on his neck, absentmindedly leaving your mark on him as you quicken the pace of your hips.
“Perfect,” you mutter against him.
His hands slide up the back of your shirt, his fingers tracing your spine and dancing over your soft skin, letting his eyes fall shut to enjoy the moment.
“Someone’s needy,” he chuckles.
You give him a satisfied hum as his hand trails to the front of you, gently tracing the curvature of your body. You kiss along his jaw, chuckling to yourself when his grasp on you tightens as your teeth nip at his ear.
His hand reaches your breast, his thumb brushing over your sensitive nipple, making it pebble. His touch sends shivers down you, making your cunt throb as your walls clench around nothing, and you wonder if he can feel it.
“You need to cum, don’t you?” He notes. You pull back to look at him, smiling at him innocently, pretending that that wasn’t what you needed or initially wanted, but he knows better. He knows you need him. Need him to make you feel good, to send your mind and body into a frenzy all with his touch.
“You need it too,” you venture, hoping it would make you sound less needy.
He chuckles. His fingers ghost over your panties, and his brow shoots up, a boyish grin forming as he feels the wetness of them.
“Feels like you need it more, love.”
He brings his hands to rest under his head, looking up at you, a taunting look on his face.
“Go on, sunshine.” He coos.
You tuck your lips between each other, watching him closely. You slowly bring your hips to rock against him again, your hand placed firmly on his stomach as you find a rhythm to your movements. A soft groan escapes his lips as he feels himself hardening under you. He doesn’t know how long he’s going to be able to let you just rock against him, finding your own release without him, but he knows it won’t be long, it never was.
His eyes are glued to you as you relentlessly fuck yourself against him, watching as your breasts jolt with each roll of your hips. The look of you, so desperate for a release, was a sight to behold.
“My gorgeous girl,” he smirks.
You tug at your bottom lip, biting down on it as you focus yourself on the beat of your movements, speeding up as you become more anxious for release. Soft sounds of pleasure leave your lips. Druig’s hands grab your hip, urging you to slow your pace, a sentiment that you aren’t too keen on.
“Slowly, my love,” You can hear him just within the forefront of your mind, his voice like a lullaby as he instructs you.
You slow your roll, but only slightly, the need for more of him growing by the second.
“Look at you, so desperate, so needy..” he coos.
You let out a whimper as he aids your movements, pulling and pushing you harder against him. He may have been talking, calling you out for being the very picture of desperation, but he was right there with you. He was keeping himself grounded by his firm hold on you, watching you come undone on top of him.
He watches with adoration as your mouth falls open, letting out your breathy sighs of pleasure at the feeling of his leg flexing underneath you, or the crease of your brow as you begin to lose yourself to the coiling sensation building in your lower abdomen, even the way your chest rose and fell at a rapid rate, all to complete a picture-perfect sight.
Truth be told, he wanted desperately to reach out and touch you, to have his mouth explore your body. To have his cock buried deep inside you, watching as you writhe below him as he fucks you slowly into the mattress, but he restrains.
“Look at you, making a mess on my thigh,” he says, his voice soft as he continues. “Come on my love, you’re so close.” He smirks, and a soft whimper escapes your lips. Druig shifts his leg beneath you, putting greater pressure against your aching clit. Your head was becoming foggy. Being held captive in a limbo of pure satisfaction and pleasure as you feel your release take over you. Your legs become numb, your hips bucking as waves of euphoric bliss wash over you, consuming you, all while he watches.
Your head falls back and your body arches, whilst your eyes fall shut taking everything your orgasm has to give, every pure pulse of it.
Druig’s hands tighten on your hips, silently telling you to let go. You let yourself succumb to the blissful haze as Druig takes over for you, pulling your hips to keep working against his clothed leg, prolonging your orgasm.
“That's it, little one,” he says softly.
Druig sits up, bringing his lips to your throat, sucking, and biting the soft skin. He’s quick to find the hem of your shirt, pulling it from your frame, discarding it somewhere in the room, whilst his lips find your skin once more. The soft moans and whimpers that escape your perfect lips were driving him insane, he needed you, to feel you, taste you, to hear his name on your lips. Druig rolls you on your back, settling his body between your thighs, arms caging you, looking down at you with a wolfish grin. His lips attach to yours, allowing your tongues to glide together in a sweet rhythm. His hand travels down the length of your body, lightly grazing the skin along your inner thigh. Your breath hitching as his hand cups your clothed pussy, reveling in what awaits him.
“Look at you, so wet, my darling.”
His fingers firmly toying with your cunt, tracing the outline of your entrance. You exhale as his fingers apply a sweet pressure to your clit, slowly rubbing it for a few moments. Your brows knit together, and your voice softens as you call his name.
“Dru-” you plead, praying that he would get the message.
His eyes lock with yours. He loops his fingers around the band of your panties and pulls them off, tossing them to the side.
“Yes, love?”
He knew what you wanted, what you needed, but he wanted to hear you say it. His fingers come back to glide through your folds, collecting your arousal as he waits patiently for your answer. You wiggle your hips, seeking more of his touch, but he withholds it from you.
“Please. Please touch me,” you beg.
Druig leans down, planting a soft kiss on your lips before sinking two fingers into your needy cunt.
“You only need ask, my love.”
Your stomach flutters as you feel his fingers slowly move inside of you, stroking your walls, curving to hit that sweet spot. A string of incoherent curses leaves your lips, as your walls tighten around him. Druig brings his thumb to massage slow steady circles into your clit, taking note of how your body jolts at the new addition. He can’t help but smirk at you, letting his fingers find a steady pace, watching the rise and fall of your chest, letting his eyes trail your beautiful body. He would never get tired of seeing you like this, beautiful, laid out, just for him.
“Look at you, so fucking tight. Are you sure you’re going to be able to take my cock, little one?”
All you can muster in response is a pathetic whimper, music to his ears. Your eyes fall from his face, trailing down his lean torso, widening as you spot his cock, straining against his sweats, a small wet spot from the precum staining the front.
You clench tightly around his fingers at the sight, which only encourages him to pick up the pace. You pull your bottom lip between your teeth, a desperate attempt to silence the pathetic mewls that were leaving your lips. From the way, Druig’s fingers felt, teasing your dripping cunt, to the sight of him just as needy as you were, was driving you into a frenzy. You longed for the feeling of his cock stretching you, filling you.
“Dru, I need to feel you,” You cry, your voice cracking with desire.
Druig can’t help the twitch of his cock at your words, wanting nothing more than to feel your walls wrapped tightly around him. His pulse quickens as you reach your hand down to palm him. A breathy groan graces your ears. You lock eyes with him, watching the teasing grin on his face falter, as you slip your hand past the band of his pants, slowly moving it down to stroke his length.
His hips involuntarily move against your hand, seeking relief. You begin to pick up your pace and a soft breathy chuckle leaves his plump lips. His lust-filled eyes are fixated on yours, his own pace faltering as he loses focus. Propping yourself up, your soft lips grazing his neck as you make your way to his ear.
“Please..” you whisper, your breath fanning across his ear and cheek, careful to nip at his ear as you pull away. His eyes have glossed over as he lets out a shaky exhale. It only took a few mere moments for him to remove his remaining clothes, and settle back between your thighs, his cock nudging your aching clit. Druig lets his tip tease your entrance, running back and forth collecting your arousal. He was barely hanging on, you could see that, he wanted you. You roll your hips forward, urging him to give you more. Druig can’t help but chuckle at your attempts to make him move faster.
“Patience, little one,” he smirks.
Your lip falls forward into a pout and Druig leans forward, taking your bottom lip between his teeth and biting down on it, before he gives you a kiss. His tongue pushes past your lips, and into your mouth, colliding with your own.
He wraps one of your legs around his waist, and he sinks into you in one deep thrust. You gasp against his mouth as he bottoms out, gripping onto his bicep for a sense of stability. The feelings of pain and pleasure ignite he stretches you out, filling you up in the best ways. God, did it feel good.
“Fuck, you feel so good, so tight around me,” he groans. Druig sets into a slow and steady pace, watching as your features relax into nothing but pure bliss. Your mouth opens, as soft breathy whimpers fall from it. A small film of sweat resting on your skin, and just when he thinks you can’t get any more beautiful, you surprise him.
“So beautiful,” he praises.
He draws himself out slowly, before he thrusts back into you, entranced by the way you cling to him as he moves within you. The way your nails leave marks on his skin, or the way your leg tightens around his waist, imploring him to thrust deeper, harder. His thumb finds your clit once more, rubbing it gently with precision and purpose. Your eyes fall closed in a moment of ecstasy, focusing only on the drag of his cock as he thrust in languid motions, and the sweet sensation of his fingers and skin against you, rendering you drunk.
“Look at me my love, I want to see your eyes,”
His forehead finds yours, his voice soft, and his accent thick as he enters your mind. You open your eyes, to see the gold in his fading back to its beautiful blue. You can’t help but admire him in this state, his hair a tempered mess.
You don't know for how long you’ve been like this, disheveled and blissed out, but it didn’t matter, the only thing that mattered was Druig and you, in this single moment. Your orgasm fills all of your senses, fogging your mind. Waves of euphoric bliss wash over you, wave after wave. Druig tucks a strand of hair behind your ear, a soft smile on his face, at the sight of you, coming undone underneath him.
It isn't long before he's following after you, coating your walls, soothing the ache. His moans coarse as they tumble from his lips, as the roll of his hips come to a slow and sloppy pace.
Druig’s head finds yours again, as you both focus on the sound of each other's rapid breathing. He plants a soft, passionate kiss on your lips, before going to pull out.
“Don’t go,” you whine, wrapping your legs around him tighter. Druig leans down, kissing every inch of your face.
“Never,” he smiles.
There was no need to rush, no need to do anything other than be completely consumed by each other. You clung to him as if your life depended on it, and in a way it did. He was yours, and you were his. His world. His life. His everything.
summary: in which druig planned a surprise for his favourite eternal.
warnings: no major spoilers for the movie but references my gold rush series.
word count: 841
a/n: wanted to write this fluff ever since I got the idea that she named one of her alpacas after druig in chapter four! hope u enjoy this :)
masterlist - series masterlist
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She was at peace.
Once again she was found laying on the dewy grass with her eyes closed, there was a pleasant aura surrounding her as if she was in a conversation with the nature around her. The flowing stream rippled lightly in response to her humming, it was a song to which she couldn’t recall the lyrics of.
It was as if she gave life to the nature around her, the heart of the forest, and the reason it thrived as it did.
“Theia!” Someone called out to her. She lightly chuckled at the name, knowing that the village knew her preference to be called her actual name rather than the name that she was given by the humans many years ago.
There was only one reason why someone would be calling her that.
And that reason was, Druig.
She couldn’t bite back the grin on her face as she stood up, gently brushing the petals off her dress before turning to the source of the noise. A few feet away from her stood a teenager who currently nervously played with their fingers.
Her eyebrows furrowed in confusion as she looked around, expecting Druig to be around only to not find him.
“Yes?” She hesitantly responded, wondering what Druig has up his sleeve.
“Uh- he asked if you could meet him in the Field.” The teenager stuttered out before hurriedly rushing away, leaving the Eternal to be left even more confused than before.
The Field was not an actual field. It was a small section of the forest that had been cleared so the crops and cattle could be placed there. If not by the river, she would usually be found with the villagers checking on the crops and looking after the cattle.
Although she hadn’t had a clue what Druig would be doing over there.
She began to make her way to the Field, occasionally stopping to make conversation with fellow villagers. As the view of the Field gradually became clearer, she noticed a dark haired man with his back facing towards her, she recognised him almost immediately, the way Druig carried himself was unmistakable especially for someone like her.
Druig turned as he heard her footsteps approach him, a grin on his face as ocean blue eyes met her own. He couldn’t help but hold back a chuckle as he took her in, recognising the hesitation in her face as she continued to make her way to him. He reached out for her, his hand clasping her own as he led her down the path, attempting to avoid the countless amount of questions she shot at him.
“Are you finally sick of me?”
“Don’t be ridiculous.”
“Did you get me a car?”
“And what use would that be of, given the fact we live in the middle of the woods.”
“So you are going to kill me?”
“Petal, will you just shut up for a minute? I'm trying to do something nice.”
Druig was exasperated, stopping his movements suddenly causing the shorter eternal to bump into him. She let out a yelp of surprise before stepping away, staring at him in confusion. Druig simply stepped out of the way from in front of her, allowing her to see what he was hiding.
In front of her were four alpacas, treading lightly on the grass before laying down to rest. She looked back at Druig before glancing back at the alpacas.
“You got me alpacas?” She turned her head back to Druig, grinning.
“Well- I remembered how you said you regretted leaving the alpacas that you had at your old place, and I thought you’d like having alpacas again.” Druig rambled on, uncharacteristically nervous.
Within a blink of an eye Druig was pulled down into an embrace, arms wrapped around his neck bringing his face closer to her own, he couldn’t look away as he watched the smile on her face grow.
Druig was completely enamored by her, even after all these years. Even after spending centuries together she always managed to make his heart flutter whenever she looked at him with that smile.
Of course he’d never say such a thing to her, knowing he’d never hear the end of it.
Druig found himself lost in her touch, the feeling of her arms around him, the way she’d feel like what home would be. In the thousands of years that he had lived on this Earth, the only time Druig had felt at ‘home’ was with her, just the two of them together.
“Wait this one looks like Druig!” She suddenly exclaimed, pulling out of his arms and rushing towards the Alpacas.
“Like me?” Druig questioned in disbelief, trailing behind her as she stroked the animals, keeping one arm around her shoulder. He glanced at the Alpaca causing his eyebrows to furrow even more.
That does not look like him.
“No, not you. The Alpacas I used to own.” She explained.
━ warnings: none! prolly some muses being out of character? but yeah
━ words: 0.7
━ notes: in celebration of April Fool's, I wrote this silly little thing at 2 am when I should definitely be in bed <3 As always, like, reblogs, and comments are highly appreciated ! and yes, requests are OPEN
THENA
Trying to trick the goddess of war is like poking a hornet’s nest with a stick and hoping for the best - it won’t end well !
And mainly because you don’t know if it's something you should be doing when the poor woman is already suffering from Mahd Wr’ry
But you wanted to include her, to at least take her mind off her worries. Maybe as long as it is harmless (and wholesome) then it’s okay, right?
“Thena! I can talk to animals!” You tell her one day, holding a small bird in your hand. “I just heard this bird talk to me, I promise”
Thena turns to face you, confused but also intrigued. “Really? What did the little one say?”
“Well, it said that–” as if on cue, the bird chirped. “That you are the most lovely, wonderful, and awe-inspiring person in the universe.” You leaned closer to her, “And that… you are fiercely loyal and protective to your loved ones,”
Thena couldn’t help but smile at your antics. She thinks it's really endearing. “How awfully observant of the little one, no? I believe that we should keep them around,” she leans forward and places a peck at the corner of your lips. “Thank you, dearest. I think that’s rather lovely of you.”
She never lets you live it down (but you don't mind <3)
DRUIG
Local Menace™
He says he doesn’t want to participate but the mischievous look in his eyes says otherwise
You trust him very much with your life, you really do but the way he has been touchy the entire day? constantly being around in your presence? The other Eternals trying to keep themselves from laughing whenever they see you? Certainly not suspicious actions
You tried to approach Sersi once to ask something before Druig appeared at your side, almost scaring the wits out of you
You confront him on what he’s doing and this man basically goes: “I’m not doing anything. Maybe you’re imagining things, love” before tugging you someplace private
Okay, maybe his idea of ‘pranks’ is spreading an obscene amount of time with you - and maybe, just maybe, you don’t mind it at all.
SPRITE
A full-on prank war, no one is spared. It’s either you two are fighting against each other or trying to cause minor inconveniences towards EVERYONE
god forbid anyone who gets caught in the line of fire - Kingo tried to intervene once and he ended up with his hair green for an entire month;
The pranks include: moving other people’s stuff someplace else, putting hair dye (temporary ones) in shampoos, putting obscene amounts of salt in whatever Gilgamesh is cooking - the normal stuff
Whoever manages to trick each other most wins. The prize? Doing whatever the other says, of course!
It’s childish and ridiculous but Sprite has a lot of fun doing it with you, just don’t take it personally if she wins :D
MAKKARI
Your resident partner in crime, is literally the best person to team up with
Oh, you need help with distracting Druig while you steal a pair of his socks? She's on it !
Now you need help with running and hiding from an obviously annoyed Druig who is demanding for his socks? Makkari is on call !
Creates a secret sign-language system that only the two of you can understand so that when you’re shit-talking about someone else, they won’t know that you’re talking about them!
No one has picked up on it as of yet, which is a benefit for the two of you !
The reason why you teamed up with her was that pranking Makarri is near impossible - you can't even breathe in her direction without her knowing! So, why beat them when you can join them?
KINGO
He’s just so confused. Kingo loves you the way that you are, but sometimes he just questions how much he loves you
Walked into the kitchen one day and almost cried when he saw that you were boiling your cereal
“WHAT ARE YOU DOING?”
“Oh, good morning, Kingo! Just boiling my cereal, didn’t like the milk being too cold”
“(Y/N) I love you but if you keep doing this I’m just going to break up with you–”
He gets his revenge by taking horrendous photographs of you when you’re asleep, hair askew in different directions, drool and all - and uses it as his wallpaper.
No, you may not change it - it’s his payback after you basically terrorized your cereal earlier D:
𝐒𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: After killing the last of the Deviants Ajak tells everyone they are allowed to live their lives how they see fit. Y/N unsure of what do with her life now.
A/N this is my first post one-shot/Drabble on tumble and wrote this during class because I had 20 minutes of time to spear and wanted to write something quickly because I recently got out of a writers block and was in a bit of a slump so I’m sorry it’s bad I fixed it when I got home but I’m still not sure if it’s 100% perfect but I’m just glad I finished and it if there anything I should fix let me know <3
“Druig listen to Ajak let them go, we can’t interfere with their wars” I warmed him before taking a step toward him grabbing him by the arm.
“Why should I” He shouted yanking my hand off him. Now facing me his face never showing a sign of uncertainty.
“These are our orders... Arishem-” I tried reasoning before getting cut off my Druig.
“To hell with Arishem I don’t take orders from you”
“Druig let’s not start things we cannot finish”
“I’d like to see you try it boggles my mind how you can just blindly follow their orders and put your life on the line without giving a damm about yourself,” Druig shouted while wailing his arms at me “Do you know what I think you are Y/N” he whispered our eyes never once broke contact with each other my silence was a signal for him to continue “Your a coward and emotionless coward who can’t think for themselves.” and with that he walked away. I had felt a sudden urge run through my body to go chase after him but was stopped by Ajak who had grab onto my shoulder before I could even have a chance to even go after Druig.
“Let him go Y/N, you don’t have follow my orders anymore I want you to live your life the way you want you to.”
“I’m...not sure I am able to do that.”
“Y/N you're going to do so many great things in your life and I’m sure one day we’ll all say hello again until then take care”
