Feral Opress x Nightsister!Reader: Show You
Word Count: 1,669 Warnings/Notes: MINORS DNI. Established relationship. A small attempt at sub!Feral (he’s very eager). Unprotected sex, descriptive, oral sex (reader receiving), brief dry humping from Feral, nightsister magick used in the bedroom, brief orgasm delay for Feral, masturbation (for Feral by Feral upon the Reader’s request), and kissing, nuzzling, caressing sort of fluff. Summary: Nightsister!Reader returns home, finding that Feral had missed them very much.
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The past week had been long. Enduring the wilds of Dathomir was no mere task. You could only imagine the struggle that an off-worlder would have had. But not you. Being a nightsister certainly had it’s advantages. Returning home, you were welcomed and praised for your accomplishment. With your fellow sisters having such faith and confidence in you was both pleasing and—if you were to admit it to yourself—reassuring. However, as you travelled through the inner workings of the community, there was one person you had yet to see.
Entering your home, you let out a relieved breath. The familiar scent in the air and warm atmosphere was almost a greeting itself. Two footsteps sounded through the quiet dwelling. Feral. “You’ve returned,” he said. Standing in an adjacent entryway, his golden irises bore into you in amazement. You smiled. “Hello, Feral. Did you miss me?” “Of course I did.” He rushed over in a few quick strides to reach you. Grasping your hands, he kissed each knuckle feverishly. “I missed you terribly.” “Surely it wasn’t all that bad,” you cooed. His head whipped up to meet your gaze. “The first night, I struggled to sleep. And each night since was not my favorite.” As you brought your hands to his clothed chest, he stepped even closer. “Please tell me it will be a while before you venture away again.” You leaned forward and pecked a kiss to the little brown tattoos on his nose. “It will be a long while before I go on any trip that will keep me away from you for days.” “Truly?” His eyes implored for the truth in yours. “Yes, Feral.” “Thank you.” He sighed with more relief than you had walking through the door.
You let out a small laugh as he kissed the tops of your hands again. “And what have you been doing in my absence?” “The usual,” he said, his voice more casual. “Maintaining the house. I finally got that pesky stain out of that shirt of mine.” “That’s good.” “But I haven’t left home much since my last outing for food.” Your brows furrowed. “Why’s that?” Feral’s gaze dropped. The soft hold he had on your hands tightened a fraction. “I…I am still not sure of their intent, but…the gaze of another Nightsister lingered. It made me uncomfortable. Following me.” His eyes met yours then, stern like you had never seen before. “I am yours. No one else’s. I am yours in any and every way you’ll have me. My love and loyalty has not—and will never—falter.” A tingling sensation zipped through your fingers. That feeling, you knew, was not magick. “I believe you. However…I’m not so fond at the possibility of a sister eyeing you while I was away…Show me, Feral. Show me your love and loyalty.”
Lips parted, Feral almost lost all composure at your words. “I will show you,” he nodded and kissed your hands again. His eye lids hooded over as he gently turned your hands to kiss up your wrists. “I will show you,” he breathed. Up your dominant side, he kissed. To your shoulder his lips pressed firmer and stepped to your side. Placing his hands gingerly on your stomach and back, he nuzzled his face into the crook of your neck. “I will show you and show you,” he panted huskily, dry humping your thigh. Reaching upward, you weaved your fingers between his horns and scratched lightly with your nails. He shivered under your touch, and you smiled. “Don’t cum yet, Feral.” Halting his movements, he whimpered up into your ear. Leaning back, you dipped your head down to his level. “Go to the bedroom,” you said. With a kiss to his lips, a small whimper slipped through his lips.
With difficulty, Feral removed himself from you. As he was told, he made his way eagerly toward the bedroom. He only looked back once, making sure that you were indeed following him. Within the room, the bed was neatly made, but hardly any light reached the quiet room. Feral stood near the bed awaiting any signal or instruction from you. However, you stepped over to the nightstand beside the bed and enchanted a lantern with a lovely green glow. Turning again to Feral, you said nothing as you puled off your clothes. You reveled in the sight of him looking at you in complete awe, until you were bare. Without tearing his eyes off of you, he knelt down to his knees. A small gasp left his lips. “Please.” And how could you possibly refuse such adoring eyes gazing up at you. With a curling of your finger, he nearly lunged over. You caught his chin between your index finger and thumb and brought his lips up to yours. As he moaned against your lips, you felt a pleasurably … stirring between your legs. “Bed,” you murmured against his lips. Hastily, he tore down the sheets of the bed.
You slid on the cool sheets and rested your head on the pillow. As you got comfortable, Feral climbed on between your legs. His lips already attached to your skin, kissing up your ankles. “Love you,” he mumbled against your skin. His gentle but affirming touch sent a chill up your legs. “I love you,” he repeated, sounding like an incantation. “Too good.” He kissed your knee. “Too perfect,” he sighed, lips trailing to your inner thighs. Wasting no precious time, Feral licked up your length and suckled. His actions earned a gentle finger massage between his horns, and he hummed out a moan. “Again, Feral,” you requested with a restrained moan. As he repeated the action, your own moan was released. “I said I will show you,” he smirked up at you. Splaying your legs further apart, you smirked in return. “Do it again.” Again he pleased you with his tongue. As he sucked slowly, you saw as his hips pushed against the bedding. His eyes were squeezed shut. Once he ran out of air, he went to repeat the motions, but your hand on his head stopped him. When he looked up, you curled a finger at him again, beckoning him.
Well before his lips were within reach of yours as he crawled up your form, green magick swirled around your hands. Levitating him a little above the bed, you sat up and magickly moved him to rest on his back in your original spot. There, you dispelled of his clothes. Green misty swirls flinging the garments off of him. His chest heaved in anticipation as you straddled above his lap. “Are you ready for me, Feral?” He smirked again. “Aren’t I always?” Grabbing ahold of him, you aligned yourself perfectly. You sank down much too slowly. Not so much for yourself, but for Feral. And you loved to see his reaction to every sensation that pleased him. Even those without touch. His breaths came out in short gasps until you sat promptly on top of him. “Oh, yes. Yes, please,” he sighed into a whimper. His palms caressed up and down your thighs eagerly. “What is it that you want?” You cooed, dragging a fingertip around the tattoos on his abdomen. “You need to tell me.” “You. I need you.” He strained a whine. Ducking his hands between your bodies, he cupped the underside of your thighs and held you up. As he adjusted his legs beneath you, you placed your palms down on his chest and smiled. You closed your eyes for a few moments while Feral thrusted himself upward. From the soft patting of skin and his moans, you were forgetting all about your previous venture through Dathomir.
Opening your eyes, you were met with a unique scene. Tears brimmed Feral’s light eyes. “You are showing me very well, love.” His brow ridges curved up from your praise. The upward thrusts became more frantic. He truly meant that he would show you his loyalty and love. In any and every way that you would approve of. As his tearful whimpers increased, you knew that he could not hold off for long. “Not yet,” you said between gasps. “Please,” his fingers gripped into your skin. “Please, please, please.” “Wait for—OH!” You gasped out, your breath hitching as you felt yourself internally clench and pulse around him. Letting out a deep moan, Feral growled. His entire body tensed beneath you. Almost valiantly, his efforts to wait for your word held on by a thin cord.
With coherent thoughts entering your mind once more, you saw the strained and awaiting features upon his face. However, you lifted yourself off of him. “Love, please,” he cried, the tears finally finding their way down his face. Kneeling beside him, you caressed his cheek adoringly, and he leaned into your touch. “You said that you would show me,” you explained. “I’m watching.” With a shaky nod, he understood. One hand resting on your thigh, he took up himself in the other. As his hand pumped and stimulated himself, he looked to you. “It’s not the same.” “I know.” You leaned over for a moment and kissed his forehead. “But we have the rest of the day, and many after that.” At your words, he sighed deeply. “Spill yourself now, and I guarantee that you will never empty tonight.” He whimpered as you glided your fingers over his hipbone with a thin veil of misty green magick. The room filled with his moans and whimpers of your name. The results of his intentions fountained over his abdomen in thick white ribbons. As he calmed, you kissed each tear stain on his face. “I love you, Feral.” Chest heaving, he smiled up at you with dreamy eyes. “Do you wish for me to show you again?” “Rest for a short while first.” You gave a small laugh. “Sometimes you’re to eager.” His hand on your thigh smoothed over your skin lazily. “Because you are worth every moment.”
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