thinking of how older boyfriend!baelor just loves to watch when you masturbate.
of how he arrives to your place near to exhausted after a long day at the studio and finds you stripped bare off your clothes, resting your back against the bedframe. of how he stops, takes in a deep breath, and then drinks up the picture you've painted for him: your pretty legs spread wide, your eyes scrunched tight, your breath falling in a quick, shallow rhythm as you struggle to take a dildo up your clenching, sopping hole.
he stands by the doorway, resting his side against the wooden frame. he keeps his arms crossed over his chest, the sleeves of his cardigan rolled up to his elbows, and the veins of his forearms would show every time he shifts in place. his hair is mussed up and his glasses are perched low upon his nose as takes in a deep breath and watches.
and i'm thinking of the way he would feel himself growing hotter with every second that passes. his hand travels down his body until it rests over where his cock twitches and throbs under his briefs.
it doesn't swell. it doesn't harden. he's not as young as he used to be.
he drinks down the all-eating shame, takes in a breath. his chest rises and falls and his pupils dilatate even further, and violet and hazel give way to black. he gulps it down, and it scrapes down his throat, scorching him in its descent, and he lodges it where he cannot feel it.
he keeps his eyes on you, only on you. keeps his eyes on the way your breasts move with every intake of breath. keeps his eyes on the way your legs shake with each thrust of the toy.
he's mesmerized. his brain rewires a thousand different times as he becomes witness of you succumbing to your own pleasure, and he's intoxicated.
his head feels light. his feet are glued to the ground.
and he looks at you, stares, feasts, and his hunger for you grows, and grows, and grows, until the full weight of it lays heavy on his tongue.
on the middle of his throat. at the bottom of his belly.
and i'm thinking of the way he would smile, taking his time to produce the gesture, and he would walk, slow and sultry, into the room until his frame is as big as the world. you open your eyes, and your hand pauses in its motions, and the toy is still plunged inside your leaking cunt.
your walls clench against the silicone. and baelor, all hunger and greed, comes to kneel between your legs. his hand covers yours, his touch warm and weary and rough, and he lays worship to your pleasure.
R throwing a tantrum because all she wants is to go to the store because she's tired of being cooped up inside. Kate hating to see her darling upset but also going outside is a no no👀 Kate instead let's her online shop and buy her lots of games instead🕴️
Kate never gets angry when you lose it. She knows it's inevitable, really, being cooped up all day obviously will play some mind games with you and she does her best to be considerate because she's a good girlfriend.
She'd suggested covering the windows at one point, out of sight, out of mind. The death glare you had given her was enough to send her scurrying out the front door.
You've tried to convince her to even let you just go grocery shopping with her, but that's still not worth the risk, Kate thinks. Too many variables, anything could happen. She knows from experience that strict boundaries make for good liars and sneaking around. The simplest plan is the easiest.
You. Inside the apartment. Always.
No exceptions.
Short and simple. Sweet and most importantly safe.
Safe from unnecessary dangers and risks, safe from a drunk driver when you're crossing the street, safe from whatever big bad is always coming next in this insane city.
She lets you use her laptop (with supervision of course) to buy yourself games to keep you occupied while she's gone. She knows when you're especially mad you just pick out the most expensive thing that you see, but she knows you'll end up playing it anyway.
She's a good person, a good girlfriend and she knows that.
Hellloo!! Idk if you're still kate dark au thingies but can you tell us about the 1st time kate got violent with reader?!!!
I’m always open to stillwater or widow au ideas, so never worry about sending them in!
Warnings for domestic abuse situations
I imagine Kate’s stressed from some huge threat the Avengers have been with in the city. She’s had a short temper for days and when you forget to do something mundane, she loses it. She tells you how easy you have it because of her and you’re trying to calm her down, but that makes her even angrier.
She slaps you hard enough your ears ring.
She looks almost as shocked as you; she starts sputtering apologies and drags you to the kitchen to get some ice. She keeps pressing kisses to your hair, still apologizing. You think she might be crying, but there’s an heavy feeling in your gut. This won’t be the last time, will it?
i imagine that even after giving in to kate, and going full on Stockholm syndrome, the reader would still have off days. days where she doesn’t want love and affection from kate, but space.
kate being kate gets pissed and basically gaslights the reader into spending time with her and manhandles her when she tries to slip away. she probably coerces reader to have sex as well that goes from soft to rough because once kate has reader under her she just can’t help but fuck reader back into that compliant mindset
God this is so good
Warnings for sexual coercion
You've just been playing your games all day, sitting further away from her and generally just more quiet. Kate notices very quickly and starts asking for your help with mundane things, but you just brush her off. Of course, this gets under Kate's skin very quickly.
When she sits next to you on the couch and you scoot away, she grabs you to drag you to her. You tell her to quit being such an asshole and she manhandles you into being the little spoon, hooking her leg around yours and pinning your arms to your waist.
She's been sweet as sugar to you all day, she tells you and you're just being so mean. And well, she isn't wrong; she made breakfast, she’s taken care of all the animals and plants, she cleaned up after you. She just wants a little love is all. She slips a hand under your shirt, fingertips just below the waist of your sweats.
You hesitate, but you can feel her pouting as she says she just wants to ease your mood a little. You sigh, tapping her arm and she lets you turn around to kiss her. She’s gentle at first; but you know she’s buzzing under the skin like a livewire. It’s not long before she’s three fingers deep in you with her teeth digging into your shoulder. She makes you come under you’re panting and feebly grabbing at her wrist, but she hasn’t had her fill yet.
I think after the two of you have been together a long time she’d want to splurge:
She would take you out of the country, somewhere where you don't speak the native language, but she does. Her family has ties to many different people and places; everywhere she takes you on this trip she has connections to. They don’t ask questions and Kate knows they’ll turn a blind eye if they have to.
Kate does trust you, but she’s nothing if not through. You have an ankle bracelet on, hidden beneath the flowing dress she laid out for you this morning. Your necklace has a tracker and because the two of you are out of the states, your phone doesn’t work. She insists on walking with your arms entwined, hands in each other’s pockets.
She reserves some fancy restaurant for the two of you and the waiter greets her by first name. After dinner, she takes you someplace the two of you can watch the sunset together. Kate’s a sucker for romance.
I feel like over time reader would obviously get to know Kate’s weaknesses and use them to their advantage… like when Kate first starts coming home from missions she’s usually aggressive and harsh on reader to take her anger out but if reader sucks up and comforts kate she’d grow to soften up and love the attention. I could also definitely see Kate love receiving massages and neck kisses from r
Your mind....
Kate pins you against the wall the second you're in arm's reach, yanking and tearing at your clothes. Her intensity is to be expected, though it's not something you have the patience for today.
"Kate — Kate, hey." Her teeth sink into your neck and you wince. It's not a smart move, but you do it anyway; wrenching her head back by the hair. The outrage on her face makes your stomach churn. "Hey, talk to me, what's wrong, baby?"
Something clicks in her head and she just melts, her shoulders drop and she buries her face in your neck, mumbling something about embarrassing herself at work.
"It's not your fault, things happen." You hold her there for what feels like an hour. "C'mon, let me make you feel better." You say, taking her hand and leading her tired form to the couch.
Can we get some hc on like a "boring" day with Kate in stillwater au. Like what do they do on day where Kate isn't saving the day??
a/n: no warnings for this one, it’s actually very soft
Kate may be eager to throw herself into danger learning what it means to be a Avenger, but she thinks it’s important to spend time with you where she’s fully present and not immediately passing out in her sweaty suit because she’s so exhausted.
She doesn’t travel often; she’s still inexperienced enough that she only deals with immediate threats to the city if it can be helped. During lulls in criminal buffoonery, it almost feels like the two of you are a normal couple.
Some mornings, she just insists on staying in bed as long as possible and the two of you have lazy sex, fall back asleep then actually get up because you’re both hungry.
She’ll help you water the plants and take care of the animals while you tell how how each of them have been doing. Kate’s personal favorite is the ringneck snake she’s named after Tony.
It’s an unspoken rule that when Kate’s dealing with superhero things that you cook, but Kate prefers to do it when she has extended time off. She’s gotten very good at making what she deems the perfect pancake via youtube and of course, drowns it in maple syrup.
Kate loves to watch notoriously terrible shows so she can make fun of them the whole time. She also loves playing Wii tennis in particular.
Kate’s a very physically affectionate person. When you’re on the couch together she likes to slide a hand under your clothes to rest her hand on your hip. She’ll come up behind you in the kitchen, spin you around for a kiss, then spin you back.
Once she trusts you enough, she lets you in the lab with her to make arrows on occasion (you really just label and hand her things the whole time). Sometimes you end up watching her do truly ridiculous things like shrinking her explosive arrows and seeing if what kind of containers they can explode when they detonate from the inside. You’re pretty sure shrinking things like an Iron Man suit or one of Bucky’s arms and keeping them in a display case at the apartment is illegal in some sense, but who really cares?
You usually just wear clothes like a tshirt or sweats around the apartment, but Kate’s always buying you things like silk pajamas and fluffy robes to wear. Of course, her favorite is when you’re wearing her clothes. It never fails to get her a little hot under the collar.
If possible and if you're not too busy!! Can I get reader making Kate's life insufferable in hopes she might let her go. Kate setting her straight. 🤔🤨 did this make any sense???
Warning for forced captivity, physical violence
There’s not many ways for you to retaliate against Kate in a way that feels satisfactory. Although the idea had occurred to you to dull the tips of her arrows against the granite countertops or switch their labels, you don’t want her to die. Dead people get their credit cards cancelled.
“You didn’t wash the dishes.” Kate frowns.
“I washed the ones I used.”
“Hmph.” She’s leaving dusty boot prints on the floor again.
There’s a pause in her steps, then she backtracks to stick her head around the corner. “Did you...fix your side of the bed, but not mine?”
“Yeah.” You answer around a mouthful of buffalo wing.
Kate figures maybe you just need to get some pettiness out of your system. But the apartment gets dirtier and dirtier over the course of the week and Kate is close to losing it.
There’s crumbs on her side of the bed, you keep underheating her food and the sink is full. Plus you won’t wash her suit and she was late for a meeting because it was still caked in dust and dirt. When she comes home the next day, her mind is made up, anger burning low in her stomach.
“The floor’s dirty.” She says in lieu of a greeting.
“And who’s fault is that?” You shake out some fish flakes into the aquarium.
“You know, you don’t have it as hard as you think.” She sets her weapons on the counter. “I can always make it worse.”
Her threats are something you’ve gotten used to. You pick up your watering can.
She’s on some spiel about how she’s chosen to share her life with you, how down on your luck you were, how important she is to the city and how you’re a part of that because you’re a part of her.
It grates on your ears like nails on a chalkboard. She’s blabbering something about Tony when you interrupt.
“You know you’re not as special as the rest of them, right?”
When you turn to face her, she looks so bewildered that you scoff and plow on.
“You’re just some obsessed rich girl with a bow. The Avengers don’t need —”
Kate grabs you by the neck with an iron grip, walking you further back into the apartment.
“I’m not the one that had to worry where her next meal was coming from.”
The edge of the dining table bites into your spine, your hands scrambling at the wood as she bears down on you.
“I’m not the one who lost her scholarship. I’m not someone expendable to the rest of the world. People care about me.” She spits in your face. “This whole city would mourn if I was gone. You? Name someone other than me.”
You look so terrified, she doesn’t even know if her words have registered at all. She takes a deep breath then lets you go, stepping back. “Get your head on straight and clean this place up. I need a shower.” She mutters.
Bitter tears prickle at the corners of your eyes as you pick up her boots off the floor, looking around the apartment. This was going to take forever.
