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A/N: Sorry it's been a while guys. Life's been kicking my ass for the last month or so, been super busy with stuff! I think I'm gonna try posting some drabbles and going through some of my inbox, ya'll left such good request.
"Hold still beautiful, this cum ain't gonna clean itself." Sett kissed up your trembling thighs from behind. He'd just pulled out and you thought that was it for tonight. Apparently not, he has a few more things he would like to do before turning in.
You wiggled against his strong grip, breath coming out short and fast, still drooling and head spinning from how hard you came moments before. "I could clean up. I don't want to keep you up longer then I need to." Another low whine left your lips when Sett's fangs sunk into the soft flesh of your thighs, right at the right ass cheek. "Sett…"
He grinned, ear flicking against your skin as he mirrored the bite perfectly. His rough tongue licked upwards, all the way to your pussy and moaned when you bucked against him, "As far I can see there are still things to do. You know I never like to leave things half-way done. You serviced me so well with your pussy tonight, taking in all of my seed to be marked by me. But I'm afraid that's not good enough. I want my marks to be visible to everyone."
Everyone who ever met Sett knew he was unstoppable once he set his mind on a goal. Right now biting every inch of your thighs was that goal and he executed it with perfection, each bite carefully placed to make you squirm more. His fangs didn't break too much skin, he didn't want to hurt you, not tonight, you haven't asked him this time. If you had it would have been easier to leave marks on you.
"Your cunt looks lonely, empty like that. Need me to fill it again?" You sighed and nodded against the bed, the emptiness seemingly getting more distracting now that he's pointed it out.
"Don't make me want it again. It's late." That has never stopped him before but he has a big fight tomorrow. Sett always loved having sex before a big fight and showing you off to his defeated opponent afterwards, not only winning the fight but your affections once again. With his marks there will be quite a bit to look at.
Sett's bit your right ass cheek hard, smirking against the affected skin, "I'll do what I want. If anyone has a problem with they can talk with their fists. I want to fuck you again, turn you around and mark you all over your pretty body. Doesn't that sound like a good night to have?" It would be the best night to have.
heartsteel u don’t even know bruh i’ve been waiting for leaguers to find me…. need to write league porn NEED TO WRITE…. sett……
god…. he’s just so big….. you love watching him on stage. he truly lives up to his title “boss” everytime he performs. you don't really have an issue with the fangirls you hear from the front of the crowd, not when he's throwing you winks and cheeky kisses from every part of the stage. just meant for you, you couldn't help but giggle at each one, especially when you heard cries mixed between adoration and jealousy.
if only those fans knew how sett absolutely destroyed you backstage. holding you against the wall in his dressing room and still sweaty from the show, sett pounded his heavy cock in you at an unforgiving pace.
"how - ah, fuck! - do you have so much, ha-ah, energy?!" you gasped out, pretty nails paid for by sett raking down his muscled back. he only laughed, the sound breathless and sexy against your ear.
"d'ya really think, shit, that i can just end my night without tearin' this pretty pussy apart?" sett asked teasingly, pulling away to grin down at you with the cockiness of a popstar. he tilted his head as he admired your face, digging his hips deeper into you while cooing, "yeah, just like that. stop talkin' and just focus on fallin' apart, yeah?"
back arching off the wall, you lightly hit the heel of your hand against his back while gritting your teeth. "you're suck a - ha, god! - bastard!" you exclaimed, unable to control the pitch in your moans as he hit your g spot head on. your hand flew up to cover your mouth, but sett's strong grip pulled it away.
fangs inches away from your lips, sett grinned at you while he watched you utterly break for him. "nah. let 'em all hear. maybe if yone likes it, he'll, haah," he paused to moan, then leaned to your ear, "add you to the mixtape?"
something about the idea of sett tearing you apart being blasted for the world to see made your lip wobble. with a cry, you clutched onto him while he fucked you just right, his thrusts never ending while you shattered on his unforgiving cock. it was a miracle the wall behind you was even still standing with the way he was pounding you against it - and that stamina?
expect to be against that wall until alune has to force aphelios to drag you two out.
Theres no good Yone and Sett smut so ig i’ll have to do it myself 😤
F x M, explicit, minors Do Not Interact
Yone
With Yone, it’s soft, intimate, full of tension and burning desire. It would start out as sweet nothings whispered, his breath ticking the shell of your ear, so close that he could touch it. Saying, rambling really, on how much he misses, wants, needs you like the very air he breathes.
“My darling, all I could think about was you. I wanted to rip through the Azakana that kept me from you.”
His kisses are short and light like a butterfly traveling along the column of your neck steadily making his way downward as he gently pushes you to lay back. Strategically he undoes all the fabric that dares to keep you from him and gives a light, soft, kiss to the place that aches for his attention.
Deftly, he goes to kiss and lick and tease the inner parts of your thighs, not once breaking eye contact with you. His eyes are a deep color that’s so full of lust that you start to almost feel intimidated by it. By how his gaze never wavers, even if he just switched to the other thigh while giving the slightest brush to your clit. You whine.
He smirks. But only for a second while he gives attention to the other thigh.
For what feels like time has slowed, he finally, finally, gives attention to your aching clit. You can feel just how slick you are and you whine again about how much you need him.
With a practiced motion, he gives a lick to the underside of your clit, making you spas a little. With a knowing smile, he happily starts drawing shapes with his tongue around your clit, licking the underside to tug it upwards to really get you whining and reaching for his hair. He then dips his tongue inside, not deep inside, not yet. Just at the entrance is where he likes to tease you, just barely dipping in and only playing with it. Even with the tugging and pushing his head further in does he remain steadfast in keeping his warm tongue in the entrance. He licks back up to your clit to start sucking.
All of a sudden your back is arching up, your hips are angled more down, and your legs have enclosed around his head. He thinks about how the face-framing sections of his mask are no doubt digging into you but you don’t seem to even notice. Especially with how his tongue is playing with you like he does his own instrument. He knows exactly what strings to pull to get the sweetest music out of you.
He brings his fingers from holding your hip to your slick entrance. His long, slender, calloused fingertips feel rough at first. In all honesty, it’s the only thing rough about him. Yone has clearly put a lot of work in his swordsmanship for years upon years as well as playing that stringed instrument of his for who knows how long. Two of the tips of his fingers are rough but only for a moment, the wetness of you quickly coats his fingers as they slowly go deep inside of you. Whines of his name are practically sung out of your throat.
“That’s it.” He whispers, his gaze not once leaving yours, no matter how much your eyes squint in pleasure. It’s almost like he has committed every part of you to memory that if he was blind that he would have no issues pleasing you like this.
His fingers slowly come in and out of you, making sure to press on that spot you like. Just one pass is enough to completely coat his fingers, so much so that it’s practically dripping off of him. His fingers come in and out of you like waves on the shore. Time seems to go by rapidly and slowly at the same time.
“Yone… please. I need more of you.” Your hands are locked on to his hair, your knuckles are almost white. He lifts his head of your aching clit, fingers still working at you. He smiles.
“Alright, my love.” He gently takes his fingers out of you and gently frees your hands from his hair. He gives them each a soft kiss across the knuckles before softly laying them down on your chest.
“Anything for you.” He says while he sits up and starts taking off the thick red rope that keeps the masks around his hips.
Sett
With Sett, it’s fast, rough, and full of passion. It would start out the next instant he gets you alone after someone challenged him for the throne of the fighting ring and he won by a landslide. He’d come to you a little battered and bruised, maybe even a split lip, with a huge, proud grin across his face.
“Hey Doll. I need ya real bad sweetheart.”
He’s grabbing you by the waist and sitting you down on the closest surface he can get to and immediately starts tugging away all the fabric that is between him and his prize. While he’s doing that, he’s kissing you, albeit a bit sloppy but he’s so full of energy that its rubbing off on you. The feeling of his tongue in your mouth is making you feel hazy and tingly all over.
Tongues are clashing, teeth are knocking into one another. He’s biting your bottom lip to really start getting you worked up. He’s is rushing a bit but you understand. This is how it goes when someone challenges him and ultimately loses against him. Sett gets an adrenaline rush off the fight that he just has to release it with you. But you know that he just secretly wants the praise from you for defending his throne and title as ‘The Boss.’
As soon as he possibly can he is rubbing circles of your clit, helping you get wet for him. He parts from you so the both of you can breathe, and as he’s making eye contact with you he brings his fingers up to his mouth to get a taste of you. You notice his pupils get larger.
“You taste as good as you look, how ‘bout I just drink you up?”
He kneels on the floor and immediately takes your clit into his mouth sucking on it that it gets you to yelp in surprise. Your hands finds purchase in his hair behind his ears as they stand tall and towards you. The expression on Sett’s face is one of concentration, the bridge of his nose is scrunched up, his eyebrows are knitted together, and his eyes are closed. It’s like he’s putting in all of his effort into pleasing you. Like he would die on the spot if he didn’t.
All of a sudden he opens his eyes and locks them in a gaze with yours. He takes his tongue from you but gives it right back as he takes the flat of it and licks one big and long stripe from your entrance to your clit.
It is erotic to say the least.
In the next moment he’s shuffling off his jacket with the big clunky gold embellishments that decorate the fur on it so he can lift and spread your legs around his broad shoulders. The next moment he takes a finger and thrusts it inside you and you nearly fold on top of him from the sudden feeling of being full.
“Just gotta prepare you for what’s coming next Doll. Just gotta hang in there a little longer, i’ll get ya ready to take me.” He grins.
You nod along as you see him go back to sucking on your clit, his tongue poking out to lick it up and play with it. Time seems to fly by as Sett manages to fit a second finger in you. This time though, this devious man flashes his k9s at you and he gently nibbles and bites at your clit. It’s so much sensation that it nearly has you howling in pleasure.
“It’s too much Sett!! To much.” You say grasping tightly at his hair, your eyes scrunched closed.
“Hang in there sweetheart, you can take it like a good girl.” He says with your clit between his teeth. He gives another long, broad lick to you and you shiver. He speeds up his fingers and even curls them a little. You tighten up as all of a sudden you feel a knot in the pit of your stomach. You’re so close.
“Sett, I-I’m gonna-”
“Let me see you cum sweetheart.”
You tighten and spas on his fingers as you moan for him. All too quickly he takes his fingers out and shoves his tongue in, licking and drinking all that he can of you. Once he has had his fill he lets your legs down off his shoulders as he stands up before you.
“I told ya Doll, we were just gettin’ started.”
He smirks widely as he watches you look down from his face to his well built chest and abs down to the raging buldge that lies underneath his white pants.
CW: threesome, pwp, fingering, kissing, oral (m and f receiving), dp, hair pulling, biting, licking, hickeys, um um um if I missed anything just lemme know
WC: >2500
A/N: Don't perceive me ;-;
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He sees how Sett always looks at your ass when he happens to be behind you. How his eyes linger on your lips after you laugh at something funny he said. Kayn sees how your fingers seem to brush against Sett’s whenever you hand him something. How you bite your lip to try and hide the flustered grin on your face when Sett takes off his shirt or compliments you. Please. Kayn isn’t oblivious to the sum of little hints that continue to add up.
If he’s being truthful with himself, he’s been wondering what Sett’s massive hands feel like around his neck and wrists, or how they’d look wrapped around your own pretty neck. Your hips even. Hell, if he were honest with you, he’d tell you as much. That he wants to see your eyebrows furrow as you sink down on Sett’s cock, how the stretch burns even after so much prep they did with you. Each taking turns using their thick fingers to spread you apart, bending you however they saw fit.
To his surprise, you want to fuck Sett just as much as he does. He grins slyly, you’re so shy about your wants, your desires. It’s cute, really. He pulls you to him for a rough kiss, teeth and tongue clashing hungrily. His tongue piercing runs over your plush lower lip as his fingers twitch and pull against the fabric of your clothing to try and bring you even closer to him.
He makes a game of it, chasing your almost naked figure down the hallway to Sett’s room, glad nobody else is home to see what mischief you’re both up to.
He grabs at you, pulling you close to him as you both fall onto Sett’s unmade bed. It’s comfortable, you think, lined with stuffed animals, still warm and smells like him. His mattress and blankets are so plush and cozy, too, you’d love to nap here. You don’t have long to think about snuggling with the boys before Kayn attacks you with tickles. His fingers graze against your sides as his teeth nip softly against the skin of your neck. You giggle, trying to keep your voice down and softly pushing against his chest, his fingers still tormenting your sides.
Finally, he settles down, smiling smugly against your neck as he wraps his arms around you. He rolls over, pulling you on top of him, your lips colliding with his where they belonged. You sighed against him, melting into his embrace as his tongue glides over yours.
“Ahem,” Sett’s voice rumbles from where he stands in the doorway, towel draped around his hips, hair still dripping from his shower. You pull away from Kayn nervously, sitting up on the bed with Kayn still underneath you, propping himself up on his elbows breathlessly, smiling mischievously over at Sett. His eyes trail over the both of you slowly, trying to figure out what’s going on without making any assumptions. He clears his throat again, “w-what are you two doing in here?” The grip on his towel tightens, his face remaining neutral.
“Now you’re playing hard to get, huh?” Kayn winks over at the redhead in the doorway. He grabs your chin and turns your face towards Sett, a deep blush covering your cheeks as you bite your lip. Sett swallows thickly. “She’s pretty, huh? A real good girl, too…” He smiles devilishly at you, tongue darting out to wet his lips before his gaze returns to the redhead. His eyes look lust-blown, his grip on his towel so tight his knuckles are white. Kayn’s voice drops an octave, “You wanna touch her, don’t you?”
Sett gives a small nod, his eyes never leaving your body. His ear twitches impatiently. Kayn gestures for him to come over, still holding your chin in his hand firmly. You watch as Sett closes the door behind him, taking slow steps towards you, unsure if this is real and not wanting to show just how eager he is. Your eyes scan his abs and chest slowly as he approaches, muscles flexing with each step. You eagerly lean up a little once he’s close enough, the pink-haired male dropping his hand from your face.
“Tsk tsk,” Kayn says softly, pulling you by your hair so his lips tickle the shell of your ear. “No kissing.” He bites his lip with a grin when you whine quietly, your plush lips forming a small pout. “Oh, what’s this? You thought there wouldn’t be any rules, beautiful?” He grabs Sett’s hair and pulls him down to be eye level with the two of you, speaking sternly to the male, “no marking her either.” He places a teasing kiss on Sett’s lips before continuing, “and if you get cum anywhere near her perfect pussy, I’ll beat the shit out of you.” His voice holds a teasing lilt, but no one in the room doubts how serious he is. The two males kiss again, tongues darting out to taste each other as Kayn keeps his grip on your hair. Your breath hitches as you watch them, chest tight with jealousy.
You get to work nibbling Sett’s neck, tasting the water droplets on his skin. His thick fingers thread through your hair tenderly, drawing you closer to him as he sighs against Kayn’s lips. You lick a trail up his neck to his jawline, your fingers gripping the yellow collar around Kayn’s neck to tug him to you. He smiles against your lips, loving when you take what you want from him.
Sett keeps his fingers busy, gliding over your back so softly that a shiver runs down your spine, a sound almost inaudible escaping your lips. His arms wrap around you loosely, large hands coming up to cup your breasts as he places open mouthed kisses across your shoulders. You shudder, leaning back against his chest. Kayn places his hands on top of Sett’s, encouraging him to squeeze your soft mounds a bit harder.
“I’ll let you taste her, Sett~” he pushes you onto your back on the bed next to him, kissing a line gently down from your lips to your breasts, tongue flicking against your perky buds before continuing his path downwards. Sett watches you eagerly, the way your chest rises and falls in anticipation, the way Kayn nibbles your inner thighs as his fingers loosely grip the sides of your black, lacy panties. Your breath hitches when you feel Kayn’s warm breath on your covered pussy, his tongue ring catching your clit just right even through the fabric. He begins to slide your panties down agonizingly slowly, his dual-coloured eyes meeting yours with an impish grin, the flat of his tongue still licking upwards against the fabric. Sett’s fingers slide between yours, holding your hand as the other male continues teasing you. Murmured sighs escape your parted lips as you watch Sett drop down to his knees next to Kayn, helping you out of your undergarment. The red-haired male leans forward as Kayn continues licking teasing stripes against your now exposed folds. His tongue pokes out experimentally to taste your nectar with Kayn’s saliva, a groan falling from his lips at how sweet you are. He kisses the pink-haired male again, this time including your folds in the mix with teasing licks from both of them.
A soft whimper escapes you as your hips buck up gently against their mouths, wanting more friction, more anything, really. Sett finally smiles up at you, eyes glimmering, as he squeezes your hand reassuringly. Kayn chuckles softly, moving up your body slowly, leaving damp kisses in his wake before reaching your neck. Sett settles in between your thighs, focusing solely on you and the way you moan and sigh from his and Kayn’s lustful caresses. His arms wrap under your legs, holding your hips still and your thighs against his cheeks as he makes love to you with only his mouth. He moans against you, your warmth and wetness absolutely intoxicating him as he sucks firmly on your clit, his tongue flicking in little circles against the sensitive pearl as his muscular arms squeeze your legs securely.
Kayn cups your breast, thumbing over your delicate nipple as he bites down on your neck, drawing a loud whine from you as you pant from the stimulation. He grinds slowly against your hip, the fabric of his annoyingly-still-on underwear already a little damp from the pre oozing from his painfully hard cock.
Sett’s free hand snakes over to Kayn’s hips, rubbing small circles over his skin while he continues eating you out. His fingertips trace the top line of Kayn’s waistband, tickling his skin softly. The male above you kisses you hungrily, drooling onto your chin as you moan and tremble against him from Sett’s ministrations. Gods, Sett was so good at this…
Kayn stands up abruptly, slightly startling you and Sett in the process, and rips off his underwear. His cock smacks against his abs angrily, a thick string of pre snapping from the loss of the annoying fabric. He pulls Sett away from you slightly, accidently (or maybe on purpose) tearing away your orgasm. You whine at him, tears pricking your already glazed over eyes. He ignores you with a small smirk, bending down to grab Sett by the neck for a hungry kiss.
He looked so sexy like this. Both of them, really. So enthralled with you and each other at the same time.
When you finally decide to stop staring, you sit up on the edge of the king-sized bed. Your fingers slip underneath the towel still wrapped around Sett’s waist to undo the fold, the rough, yellow fabric dropping to the floor and exposing his aching and girthy hard-on. You knew he’d be big, but honestly, the size of his cock is intimidating. An angry red tip leaking with pre, girthy enough you can barely fit your little hand around him when you paw at him.
He hisses against Kayn’s mouth, sucking on the other male’s tongue when your fingers finally wrap around him, him in one hand and Kayn in the other. Both men groan loudly when you begin pumping their lengths firmly, bringing both of their tips to your tongue for lustful little kisses. Kayn brings one hand down to your hair, gripping tightly as his hips thrust shallowly into your hand, moaning slightly louder when his eager tip bumps against Sett’s.
“F-fuck…” Sett moans into the other male’s mouth breathlessly, giving his hair a gentle tug and his lip a tender bite.
Kayn chuckles softly upon realizing that this is Sett’s first time with you. He turns and pushes the red-haired one onto the edge of the bed roughly. “Go ahead, beautiful, show Sett what a good girl you are.” You can hear the teasing smirk in his voice as you move eagerly to sit on the floor between Sett’s legs, your chin resting on his knee as you pull your bottom lip between your teeth. His lust-blown gaze meets yours, a small nod of approval just for you present with a wink, flashing his most charming smile at you.
He’s already making you feel so weak in the knees.
Kayn gives you a lingering kiss on your lips before you lean forward, tongue poking out to give Sett a few kitten licks on his sensitive tip. The pink-haired one helps you out, pulling your hair back and holding it out of your face for you as you take Sett’s cock into your mouth. You suck on his tip like it’s your favorite lollipop flavor, moaning from the taste of his pre, before taking him as far down as you can, hitting the back of your throat. His head falls back, a deep groan rumbling from his chest as you gag on him. His eyes squeeze shut, just enjoying the feeling of your warm and wet mouth bobbing along his fat cock. Suddenly he feels teeth nipping at his chest, looking down to see Kayn wanting in on the action, too.
Kayn trails sloppy, desperate kisses up Sett’s neck as you continue bobbing on his length at a steady pace, Kayn’s hand still holding your hair back. Your drool pools at the base of Sett’s cock, your soft moans sending little vibrations down his length. His own moans get breathier, louder as the coil in his belly tightens. He tugs at Kayn’s pink and purple hair, pulling him up for a desperate kiss as he groans, nibbling Kayn’s lower lip roughly. You can feel how much his dick is throbbing against your tongue now, his abs flexing against yours and your boyfriend’s fingers as he gets closer to his release.
Kayn smiles devilishly into the kiss and bites harshly at Sett’s lower lip, eliciting a deep groan from the redhead. His drawn-out groan turns into a whine as the bicolour-haired male pulls you away from the cock you were sucking so greedily on. You whimper a little at the loss but comply with his unspoken orders, standing at the edge of the bed, cunt leaking with your arousal. Drool covers your chin, your eyes glazed over, eagerness flooding through your veins as both men drink you in. Kayn is the first to move, standing next to you and licking the drool from your face before kissing you passionately.
Gods, you were so divine like this, so ready to please. It’s one of the many things he loves about you.
His hands settle on your hips, giving you a reassuring squeeze as he turns you around, your back now facing Sett. If only you could see the way Sett’s eyes lit up when your ass came into view, so plump and squeezable. The male bites his lip, wanting nothing more than to grope your soft skin and sink his teeth into the juncture where your neck meets your shoulder. He grows impossibly harder just thinking about it.
Kayn reaches down on either side of you, searching for Sett’s hands eagerly. “‘S what you’ve been wanting, yeah?” You can hear the teasing smirk in his breathy voice as he puts Sett’s hands right over the globes of your ass, the male sighing when your skin makes contact, squeezing roughly. Your boyfriend guides Sett’s hands to your hips before roughly pushing you back on the thick pad of muscles, a surprised sound escaping you as his arms wrap tightly around you, kissing your neck sloppily. His right hand travels up to grope your breast, squeezing the supple skin tenderly, lips and teeth still attacking your neck. His left travels down to the apex between your thighs, thick fingers sliding between your sopping folds, one teasing your entrance to collect more of your arousal. He teases you with slow circles to your throbbing clit, increasing the speed gradually as your sighs and moans become more frequent.
Kayn’s eyes are blown as he watches Sett’s fingers on your perfect pussy. He loves watching how you react to one of his closest friends stuffing you full with his thick fingers. Fingers he wants almost desperately around your throat. His throat. He reaches for his cock as you start to buck your hips against Sett’s hand, whining as he inserts one, two of his big fingers to scissor you open for him. You sound like such a perfect melody to both men’s ears, your whining increasing in pitch as the coil in your belly grows tighter and tighter. Your boyfriend drops to his knees, pumping his fist along his dribbling length faster, free hand holding your thigh as your legs begin to tremble as you approach your high.
His gaze briefly finds the other male’s with a slow lick of his lips, signaling his permission to finally fuck you.
Sett’s ears twitch and he groans into your neck as your walls flutter relentlessly around his fingers. Gods, you’re so tight. Your boyfriend helps pull the redhead’s cock out from under you, the heavy weight of him resting against your groin for a moment before your boyfriend gently grips him. Sett growls into your ear, hips bucking softly when the flat of Kayn’s tongue runs along the underside of his dick, teasing the sensitive veins that run along the length of him, tongue piercing fiddling around his frenum. Fuck, the whine you release when Sett’s hand travels to your neck, gripping tightly, as his other hand works your throbbing heat faster is almost enough to send him over the edge with you as your pussy tightens its grip around his fingers.
“That’s it, beautiful…” Kayn moans as his tongue pauses exploring Sett’s length to have a taste of your slick as you tremble in the muscular arms of the man beneath you. “Shit, you’re doing so good, baby… Such a good fucking girl…”
🥊 Heartsteel Universe — You haven't seen your ex in years, not since he became a famous popstar, but today is about to ruin that streak. 🥊
🥊 Word Count: 3k
🥊 Music Vibes: Down Bad by Taylor Swift
🥊 Warning(s): Smut (fingering), public sex (technically), angst (about your ex/non-mutual break-up), & a sprinkle of jealousy
🥊 A/N: Apologies if there are any egregious errors, I've been trying to get this fic out of my head for so long now so I hunkered down to finally push it out today. I'll probably go back at a later date to spruce it up if it needs it. I passively enjoy League content & have favorites despite not having played in many years 🥰 heh
He probably thought you didn’t recognize him… But you did. Of course, you did. How couldn’t you? Sure, he was a pop star, glitz and glam probably filled his every moment nowadays, but he was still your ex-boyfriend.
A chorus of “SETT!”s at the highest pitch possible had carried through the gym air and met your ears at the front desk. You did your best to stave off the annoyed expression on your face—not just because there was a high possibility of seeing him, but because the sound of the fangirls that played a hand in ruining your relationship rattled you to your bones. Of course, he’d choose this gym. Of course.
So when Sett had finally passed by the desk, you thought you might have gotten lucky since his head was turned, but at the last second, he’d locked eyes with you. A surge of emotions passed through your body like an electric shock. It was hard to tell what exactly he was feeling, and part of you was trying desperately not to care, but you could have sworn you saw a hint of sadness mixed with surprise before his security team pulled him away. The fangirls pushed against the security at the front of the gym, shouting and waving their posters and other memorabilia they wanted him to sign. You rolled your eyes and returned to the task you’d been doing before the chaos of your ex’s entrance.
You’d done everything in your power to push through the slew of emotions you felt weighing on your chest—you were pretty sure you’d cleaned a single machine at least three times in a row while in your emotional daze—and didn’t spot him once after his initial entrance. You weren’t sure if you were relieved or not and by the time you made it to the end of your shift at midnight, you were ready to blow off some steam.
The gloves you donned were thick and absorbed each punch that collided with the punching bag. One, two. One, two, three. One. One, two. You timed the hits with your breaths as a guitar solo pulsed in your earphones and sweat dripped down your forehead.
It had been a year since you’d last had contact with Sett, or, since you cut off your communication with him. The decision wasn’t easy but it was what you felt was best for you and your mental at the time. You remember how he pleaded, holding your hands in his, absolutely dwarfing them, eyes big and tearful, but your pain was too much, the paranoia was too much.
The magazine that sparked the argument in the first place sat between you. On the cover was a story about him, the upcoming star, and Ahri, from KDA, and their potential romance brewing. This was in addition to the already circulating rumor amongst fans about him and his bandmate, Aphelios. He denied it all, doing everything he could to convince you, but between them, the fans, and the comments they made about you, it was just too much. You couldn’t take it and you couldn’t bear the idea of forcing him to deal with your emotions on top of his big break. So you cut off.
The punch you landed was a little rough, bending your wrist more than intended, and you felt the sobering pain radiate through your hand. You practically growled at the feeling and shook it out in an attempt to alleviate some of the tension you felt already building in your tendons. The room you were in was empty, it was rare to see it full at this time of night, and you were thankful for it.
That bubble of frustration you’d felt in your chest pushed out and you sent all of it through your next punch. The impact sent the punching bag flying… but not as far as you thought it might go. You blinked and noticed a pair of hands holding on to either side. A head peered around the object—red hair with two ears poking out of the top of the strands, a long scar across his nose, and familiar green-blue eyes.
You could make out the words “Hey” and your name and you contemplated leaving in your headphones before he gently tapped his ears. A request. Your jaw clenched, taking a long moment to consider him before you pulled out your headphones and pocketed them.
“Why are you still here?” you asked, a bit cold. His sheepish smile turned downward ever so slightly and his ears flattened on his head. There was a small bloom of sadness in your chest seeing it.
“Just, you know, working out,” he answered.
“I hoped you would’ve been gone by now.”
His expression dropped completely at that point.
“You did?”
Your jaw clenched. Everything in you wanted to not be in this situation, to see his sad expressions, to feel so damn bad about being cold to him, but you didn’t know what else to do. Inviting the heartache of leaving him back into your life, even for a moment, wasn’t something wanted. Flashes of his tear-filled eyes watching you as you left with your bags of stuff crossed your mind and it made you start moving.
You moved past him and into the rows of punching bags in this part of the gym. From behind you, he said your name and pleaded for your attention, but you wanted out. You almost made it to the bench your stuff was on when you felt his large hand wrap around your forearm. It wasn’t a rough touch, but it was firm enough to pull your eyes back to him.
“What did I do to make you hate me so much?” he asked, confusion and pain in his words. You knew tugging yourself free would be useless so you stood your ground and stared him down. His touch was like molten lava seeping into your skin. You didn’t hate him, you hated the people that came with his fame and the lack of protection to shield you from them.
“I don’t hate you,” you said quietly.
“Then why are you acting like this?”
“Because being in the same vicinity as you is painful.”
Sett paused and his brows furrowed.
“You were the one that broke up with me,” he said, words laced with the hurt you imagined he was also feeling. You stared at each other for a long moment. Nothing that came to mind could quell the tension nor the steady increase of your heartbeat. It all just fell flat.
“Let me go,” you said, tugging at your arm, the tears gathering at the corner of your eyes despite all your attempts to stop them.
He huffed in disbelief.
“I haven’t seen you in a year. Not since you just, decided for the both of us that this wasn’t going to work. I’ve never known you to be so… So cruel,” he said. Sett’s eyes were as devastating as his words. It felt like a knife digging into your chest, threatening to carve your heart out.
“Sett, please,” you tried and turned your eyes down to where he held you.
“No, talk to me, please.”
“I have nothing,” you said. “I told you why I was leaving.”
“No, you gave me bullshit excuses and scenarios that didn’t exist,” he pushed… and he was right. You knew he was even back then when he sat across from you on the couch clasping your hands in his and tears streaming down his cheeks, just trying to understand.
“They weren’t excuses, Sett. I was so proud of you—s-still am, but…” You looked up at him and flared your nostrils with a sigh. There was no avoiding this. “Neither of us could have known how quickly fame would come. How possessive Heartsteel’s fans would be. How… brutal they’d be to me. How brutal it would be for me to watch rumors about affairs swirl. I couldn’t do it. I wanted you so bad, I wanted us, but I knew I couldn’t have you and… and…”
The tears had begun to fall. You cursed under your breath and wiped your free hand against your cheek, tears settling on the material boxing glove you still wore. Sett stepped forward and pressed his thumb over the new tear that had already begun its descent down your cheek. You recoiled a little but in response, he caught your chin and tilted up so you could look at him.
“You always had me,” he whispered. “Still do.”
Everything in you that wanted to bolt, to hide from the shame and sadness and anger seeing him made you feel, stilled. Your heartbeat pounded in your throat at his touch, at his attention, and you swallowed hard under his intense examination. The blue-green of his eyes felt so familiar and safe that it made the knot in your chest twist and expand.
“Sett… I don’t think we could even if we—”
“Why not?” he pushed. “I don’t care what any of them think. I never have. You didn’t even give me the chance to fight for us. For you… You just left.”
“I was scared. I didn’t want my heart broken by you… So I broke it for myself. I thought it’d be easier and it was but… Now…”
His ears twitched, a beam of hopefulness crossing his expression.
“Now? What about now?” he asked.
You didn’t know. A part of you felt so hopeful, so ready to try again just from his magnetic pull alone. How safe he made you feel. That hadn’t changed. You opened your mouth to say something but the sound of the door opening startled you both. Sett’s grip loosened enough for you to pull your arm away, both of you looking toward the interruption. A man in a suit you recognized as one of his security guards had begun approaching.
“There you are, sir—”
“Jackson, not now—No wait!” Sett called your name.
You’d already managed to get one of your gloves off so you could grab your bag and head toward the private bathrooms. You felt like you couldn’t breathe with his hand on your arm and now was your chance to pull yourself out of his orbit before you did something stupid.
You only managed to get to the door before you were stopped again by something yanking you to a stop, but this time it was the handle of your gym bag. You twisted around, ready to fight someone, but instead was met with a quick blur of Sett’s figure before his lips crashed into yours.
It was bold, something you hadn’t anticipated, and while you wanted to pull away… you felt him punching at the icy wall you’d built for yourself after everything. Every breath, every motion, everything felt like he was chipping at it piece by piece, until, well… It shattered.
Your free hand opened the door to the private bathroom and you dragged him into it. You were thankful that the cameras didn’t touch this part of the hallway, which only spurred on this potential mistake.
The two of you stumbled into the space—it was typically reserved for gym employees and special guests who wanted to avoid the more public locker rooms. It was spacious enough to house the usual bathroom amenities plus a bench for you to utilize as needed and the standing shower was nestled into the corner, blocked by the door whenever it was open.
Sett closed the door and locked it once you were both inside before his large hands clasped onto the back of your thighs to pull you into the air effortlessly. The bag you’d both been holding onto tumbled to the floor, kicked by the shuffle of his feet. Your back met the wall across from the door, inhaling deeply when his lips left yours to nip at your neck.
“Sett,” you tried, breathless.
“I’ve missed you—” His lips pressed urgently against your pulse. “So much.”
“Sett… We can’t… I can’t…”
Your mind was whirling at the feel of him, the heat he elicited from your body. His lips slowed to an agonizing pace but he heeded your words, head picking up to look directly into your eyes, surprised to find them not fully enveloped in lust… It was the adoration, the haze of love, that made your heart stutter. You could cry.
“I can stop,” he whispered. Sett’s gaze dropped to your lips. “I just…” You waited, drawing in a breath so deep that the orange-scented cleaner you were familiar with tingled in your nose.
All of your emotions and warning bells were as loud and overwhelming as an extreme weather siren. You shouldn’t do this. Any progress you’d made—either of you had made—was already shattered, leaving you vulnerable. But you still found yourself asking, “What?” It was just as soft as his whisper, timid, afraid.
Sett took in a similarly deep breath, except a hum danced within his throat and rumbled through his chest like a growl.
“I don’t want to,” he said with a small, bashful laugh. One of his fangs pulled at his lip as he turned his eyes back up to yours. “I want to keep touching you… But only if you want me to. I can also leave. Just—Just tell me—” You placed one of your index fingers on his lips and he promptly stopped talking.
You didn’t know what to do. Everything in you knew this was likely temporary, and the moment he left this room, things would go right back to the way they were, except this time with brand new wounds on your heart to cater to. But here he was, looking at you with his eyes, ears flat against his head, waiting for you to make your call, and probably just as scared as you. A sigh left you.
You got the feeling he’d waited for you out of courtesy, for you to potentially change your mind after that statement, but seized your lips with his after barely a second. His eagerness stole the breath from you, resulting in a chuckle that he inhaled and returned. He moved you toward the bench and effortlessly placed you down on it, lips never leaving yours.
The rush of approval had him on a mission that you guessed involved the shedding and ripping of clothes—but you were wrong. Instead, one of the hands that had been holding you reached down, slid past your waistband and started to work. A surprised gasp left your lips. He pulled away to gaze down at your face as it writhed in pleasure. The way his fingers moved against your clit was so deliciously familiar and mindful with every circle.
You instinctively reached one of your hands down toward his growing bulge to provide some mutual relief, another familiar motion, but was stopped by Sett’s free hand. You brow furrowed and he leaned down to place a soft kiss upon it whilst guiding the hand he’d stopped on his neck.
For a fraction of a second, you wondered if the world knew about this Sett, this loving, calm, goofy, loyal man you’d always known. Not just fist fights and bad boy leaning tendencies.
You selfishly hoped they never would.
“No, just you this time,” he said. You clocked the ‘this time’ but it was stifled the moment you felt one of his fingers ease into you. Your back arched.
Any protests you had left with the rest of your reservations about all of this. You nodded, warmth pooling in your cheeks now, and rolled your eyes back when the finger he’d slipped inside of you touched that spot he knew very well. Your body twitched, your other hand grabbing as much of his bicep as you could for balance, and let him work.
Sett’s mouth trailed kisses anywhere he felt like it as his fingers moved. Little whispers of your name left him occasionally but you could barely hear it over the thundering of your heartbeat in your ears. You wished you weren’t so close to coming already, you wished he didn’t know you in and out in every way imaginable, yet here you were about to topple over the edge of bliss at the hands of a man you still loved—no matter how much you wanted to deny it.
“Sett,” you gasped.
“I know,” he assured, the hand on your hip the only thing truly grounding you to this plane of existence.
The tightness in your stomach finally released, a moan tumbling from your lips as stars danced behind your eyelids. Sett helped you ride through your orgasm with targeted praise, soft touches, and lips. Everything about his patience and opt for celibacy just added to your surprise about everything. He helped you to a sitting position and rubbed your back, a smile tugging at his lips.
“I…” You blew hot air out into the room. “Shit.” Sett laughed and brought one of your hands up to his lips.
“Yeah,” he said knowingly. You turned to catch his gaze, a smile breaking out on his lips that you couldn’t help but return. “Can I… give you a ride home?”
Reality started to set in after the high and you could feel the hardening of your heart begin again. You bit your lip in contemplation. His expression started to soften again, almost as though he were ready to be hurt by your rejection once more.
“Alright,” you said. The creeping freeze of your heart halted enough for you to add, “Maybe we can grab late-night ramen and talk…?”
“I’d like that,” he answered.
“Do not text your Mom about this,” you added with a deadpan look that made him laugh. He got to his feet and gently tapped his knuckles against your chin.
“No promises,” he said cheekily. You rolled your eyes, free of any real annoyance, and smiled. No matter what you wanted yourself to believe, you missed him too.
A = Aftercare (What they’re like after sex): he gets so needy, he pulls you close and presses kisses on your cheeks and down your neck, he is not sure of exactly what he should be doing, but if you ask him he'll do it for you happily
B = Body part (Their favourite body part of theirs and also their partner’s): he loves his arms, he'll let you hang on his arm and secretly flexes whenever you put your hands on his biceps, he is not being half as subtle as he thinks he is being. on you he loves your hair, the feel of it through his fingers, long or short it doesn't matter, he'll tug on it to pull you close to kiss you.
C = Cum (Anything to do with cum basically… I’m a disgusting person): inside, he'll grunt and press himself as close to you as possible burying his head in your neck and dragging your hips flush against his grinding himself against you until he is fully done cumming.
D = Dirty Secret (Pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs): mommy kink? did someone say mommy kink? its something he discovers down the line, and it's a battle for him to actually accept it, but sett, would absolutely want to be dommed at least once, have him on his knees and call him a good boy, make him pleasure you and call you mommy, drag your nails through his scalp and he is weak.
E = Experience (How experienced are they? Do they know what they’re doing?): honestly, I can't see him with that much experience, probably all talk no substance when it comes to sexual experience and how much he actually fucks, he has been so busy trying to make something of himself and build up this ,persona that he really hasn't allowed a lot of people close enough to do such things. it doesn't help that he feels like he should find the perfect person his mother will approve of.
F = Favourite Position (This goes without saying. Will probably include a visual): mating press, he'll always inevitably revert to it no matter what, he'll push your thighs to your chest when he is close and pound you down while chasing his release apologising if you are whining about overstimulation.
G = Goofy (Are they more serious in the moment, or are they humorous, etc): he tends to be goofy without really realising it, doesn't understand why you are laughing ,but is just happy to have you laughing.
H = Hair (How well groomed are they, does the carpet match the drapes, etc.): he is definitely hairy, with a thick happy trail leading down to his crotch that definitely matches his hair.
I = Intimacy (How are they during the moment, romantic aspect…): he can't really do romance, he'll try if you ask, but it definitely doesn't come naturally to him especially during sex. he does want to be romantic he just isn't sure how and needs some guidance.
J = Jack Off (Masturbation headcanon): pretty often surprisingly, he'll think of you and if you aren't anywhere nearby or if he feels like he shouldn't bother you, he'll try to get himself off, frustrated that it just doesn't feel right without you there. loves having you help him, even if it's just your hand, fingers wrapped so prettily around him as you stroke him carefully.
K = Kink (One or more of their kinks): breeding, some mild primal play, praise etc
L = Location (Favourite places to do the do): anywhere with a closed door, the idea of maybe being caught does spike something inside of him.
M = Motivation (What turns them on, gets them going): he needs you to take the reigns when it comes to when you two fuck, he won't get any hints, he needs you to be upfront about it but once he gets it he is absolutely ready for you. nothing like a person who can put him in his place once in a while.
N = NO (Something they wouldn’t do, turn offs): hurt you, he is definitely on the more vanilla side ,he'll try if you ask enough times, but his heart just isnt into it, he might accidentally do something that hurts you, he is a big man after all and sometimes his strength can be overwhelming ,but doing it on purpose, absolutely not.
O = Oral (Preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc): whatever he lacks in experience he makes up with enthusiasm, he'll hold your thighs open and occupy himself with eating you out for hours, he wants to be able to please you properly and he won't let you leave until he has found exactly what works for you.
P = Pace (Are they fast and rough? Slow and sensual? etc.): fast and rough, some could say it's, animalistic.
Q = Quickie (Their opinions on quickies rather than proper sex, how often, etc.): he loves those, he loves when you come to him and ask for his attention in any way, his chest will puff up with pride and he'll tease you about needing the boss to take care of you.
R = Risk (Are they game to experiment, do they take risks, etc.): i can see him as being very on board with trying out something when you two talk about it, but when it comes to actually doing something different he loses his steam, needing guidance and reassurance ,and if its entirely out of his comfort zone he might freeze up entirely.
S = Stamina (How many rounds can they go for, how long do they last…): his stamina is through the roof, especially if you challenge him on it.
T = Toy (Do they own toys? Do they use them? On a partner or themselves?): doesn't get why you need them when you have him, but he can swallow his pride with a long talk about how they can help you both. He just loves pleasing you so much.
U = Unfair (how much they like to tease): he doesn't have the patience to tease you or for him to be teased, if you try to tease him he'll growl and get grumpy.
V = Volume (How loud they are, what sounds they make): he is definitely loud, grunts and groans, and when he gets close he whimpers and whines and curses like fucking sailor.
W = Wild Card (Get a random headcanon for the character of your choice): sett is absolutely a very needy and quite possessive partner, i can see him taking initiative more when he spots someone hitting on you ,or when he is worried of losing you.
X = X-Ray (Let’s see what’s going on in those pants, picture or words): is it too self indulget to give him a knot? its my blog and i can give sett a knot!
Y = Yearning (How high is their sex drive?): definitely more talk than what he is backing up when it comes to sex and how much sex he wants to be having, he needs you to set the pace for how much you'll be getting it on because be genuinely doesn't mind.
Z = ZZZ (… how quickly they fall asleep afterwards): he falls asleep very quickly ,wants to hear you talk ,wants to spend time with you but he is so cosy and you are so warm so he ends up drifting off and if he could purr, he absolutely would.
TW: NONCON, KIDDNAPING, swearing, blood, pain, clamps, ropes, bondage, penatration, anal, forced sex, whips, please let me know If I missed anything.
Word count 3K
Third Person POV
“I’m the top shit, either everyone wants to be me, or sleep with me. So what are you, little one?” Sett asked Y/n.
“Listen, Sir, I have had a really shitty day already, so if you don’t mind I would like to go home.” Y/n said, just trying to pass Sett outside the club.
“Oh she’s feisty.” He said.
“Move, Creep.” She said.
Sett grabbed her arm as he laughed and slammed her into his chest.
“Hey! Let me go! What the fuck!” Y/n yelled.
“Tell you what, I will let you go, if you give me a kiss.” Sett said.
“Absolutely not! Let me go right now!” Y/n demanded.
“Not till I get a kiss.” Sett said.
“You're a complete stranger! I won't kiss you!” Y/n said.
“Then I won't let you go.” Sett said simply.
Y/n tried to struggle out of his grasp but his strength overpowered her. His hands were on her waist, finger digging in deep into her dress almost as if it was in her skin.
“Let. Me. Go!” She demanded.
“Give me a kiss then.” He said playfully.
“No! Don't be a creep!” Y/n said.
Sett tightened his grip on her hips. Definitely was going to leave bruises later.
“Now now, a simple kiss never hurt anyone, now has it?” Sett said a little more seriously. His voice was stern and had an edge to it.
Y/n felt herself grow tense as he spoke.
“O-okay fine. But you promise you'll let me go after?” She asked.
“Yes, I will, little one.” He said.
Y/n leaned in and kissed him. He moved his left hand off her hip and behind her head. He deepened the kiss between the two. He grabbed her a little rougher to make her gasp. He slipped his tongue in her mouth. She tried to fight it but even his tongue was stronger than hers. He won his fight for dominance.
Sett finally pulled back for some air as he looked to y/n. He gave her a cheeky smile before pulling her in for another kiss.
Y/n tried to push Sett off of her. Sett laughed into the kiss as she tried. Her strength was nothing compared to his.
Sett finally pulled back again as he looked to Y/n. Before he could say anything she did.
“Okay let me go now, creep.” Sett chuckled again.
“You are such a feisty little one.” He said.
A black SUV with tinted windows pulled up to the side of the road where the two were standing.
“Looks like that’s my ride.” Sett looked between her and the SUV before opening the back door and throwing her inside. Y/n tried to open the other side, but the driver turned on child locks.
Sett grabbed Y/n by the waist pulling her closer to him. He turned to her and said “I bet you weren’t expecting to be kidnapped tonight.”
“Who the fuck expects something like that?!?!” She snapped.
Sett laughed at her once again. “Well then you definitely won’t expect this.” He reached into the seat pocket in front of him and pulled out a pair of handcuffs. Y/n tried to scurry away from him but he was too fast and grabbed her right wrist. He put the hand cuff on one wrist as he fought her to grab the other.
“Calm down, little one, I don’t want to hurt you.” Sett said.
“Let me go!!” She demanded.
Sett was quick to cuff the other hand now that she was struggling against him.
“Let me go you freak! Who just has cuffs in their car!” Y/n shouted.
“I have them in case of emergencies.” Sett said.
“What the fuck?!?” She yelled at him.
“Would you not consider this an emergency?” He asked.
“A kidnapping is an emergency?!?!” Y/n shouted again.
“In your case, yes.” Sett laughed. “I have another surprise for you for now.”
“What is it?” She spat.
Sett reached over and grabbed her and forced her to kiss him again. His lips moved against hers as he smiled. He pulled away slightly and whispered;
“Kiss back or this will be worse for you when we get back to my place.” Y/n listened and kissed him back. The two shared a passionate kiss as he pulled her in closer.
The two kissed until Sett needed air. He pulled back as he smiled down at her.
“Looks like we are here.” He said as the driver pulled into the drive way of a huge mansion. The driver unlocked the back seat doors as Sett stepped out. He pulled Y/n out right behind him. He began to drag Y/n up to the front door. “Come on, little on. I got something fun planned once we get inside.” He said with a devious smirk.
Y/n didn’t make it easy for him as she struggled as he dragged her behind him.
The two walked into the big mansion. Hepulled her through the house to a stairwell. He pulled her infotont of him and forced her up the stairs. He sucessfully got her up the stairs as he forced her down the hall and all the way too the the end. He opened the door at the very end of the hall and shoved her inside the room.
Inside the room there was an abnormally large bed, there was a beautiful fireplace, a nice couch, a large rug, large dressers and end tables and a large wooden box. Sett led her inside the room farther. He stopped her as he reached into the left bedside table and pulled out rope.
“Now, if I undo these handcuffs, are you going to behave and listen to me?” Sett asked.
“Why would I listen to you?” She spat.
Sett rached in the drawers and pulled out a butterfly knife. He grabbed her dress skirt and pulled her closer. He slide the knife to her skirt.
“Don’t move or this will hurt.” He warned. He then suddenly sliced up her dress cutting it open. He repeapeted the process behind her, he cut the sleeves off as the dress fell to the floor, leaving her in bra and panties. He then pushed her backwards on to the bed. He placed the knife onto the bedside table.
He climbed ontop of her as he undid the hand cuffs. He began tying ropes to the bed posts and tied her wrists up to the bed. He then repeated the process tying her ankles up to the bottom posts, spead eagle.He pulled on them tightly and smiled down at her.
“Now if you miss behave I will tighten them, more and more, eveytime…. Now let’s go over the rules. Rule number one, only speak when spoken too, rule number two, absolutely no escaping at any moment, rule number three, you are never to disrespect me, ever. And the last rule I can think of right now is you will call me master when addressing me.”
“And if I don’t follow?”
“Ropes will get tighter and I will pull out my favorite toy. From now on you are mine. You are my new toy, for me to use and play with as I please.”
“No! I am not a toy! I am a human being!” Y/n shouted.
Sett smiled at her response. He immediately tightens the ropes, pulling on her arms more. She let out a small yelp. Sett gets off the bed, goes over to the large wodden box at the end of the bed and grabs something out. He hides it behind his back for Y/n couldn’t see it.
“Say that again, see what happens.” Sett dared her.
“I. Am. Not. A. Toy!” She struggled against the tight ropes.
Sett gave her a devious smirk as he revealed a white leather whip from behind his back. “Then let me have the pleasure of showing you my favorute toy to use.”
Sett cracked the whip above her face as she fliinched away from it. He did this three more times. Y/n flinched with every noise.
“Now little one, this will hurt if it hits your skin. Are you sure you want to keep disobeying the rules?” He asked. Y/n shook herhead no. “Good girl, now tell me you’re my toy. Tell me you belong to me.” Y/n remained silent. Sett looked at her puzzled. “Do you want to be whipped little one?” He asked her.
“N-no.”She stuttered out.
“The tell me what I want to hear.” He demands.
Y/n was silent again. Sett gave her barely any chance to talk as he crack the whip down on her left thigh. Y/n let out a scream in pain.
“Now will you tell me or do I have to do it again?” He asked her.
“I-i am your toy.” She whispered shakily.
“And who do you belong too?” Sett asked.
“You.” She whispered again, tears brimming her eyes.
He cracked the whip down on her right thigh. “Louder and with respect!” He yelled over her scream in pain.
“You Master!” She screamed.
Sett smiled to himself as he crawled on top of her and tossed the whip to the side. He began to kiss her face all over. It was like a switch inside him turned on when he heard that name leave her mouth. He kissed all down her face and along her neck. It wasn’t long before he bit her neck lightly. She let out a small moan.
“Oh, look whos finally enjoying herself.” Sett said with a smirk.
He began to bite down harder on her neck as she let out another moan. Sett smiled on her neck as he continued. He then started to kiss down her chest.He grabbed the knife from the side table and cut off her bra straps. He sliced the front and pulled it off her, tossing it to the floor.
Sett took her right nipple in his mouth as he bit down on it a little bit. He wanted to hear her moan again and she did.
“You like that little one?” He asked. She didn’t answer him so he bit harder making her cry out.
“Y-yes master!” She gasped.
“Good girl.” He said as he continued but lighter. He moved to the left side now and began to bite down again. “Tell me you love this.” He demanded.
“I-i love it.” She whispered.
“Hmm? You forgot something, little one.” Sett said.
“W-what?” She asked. He took his fingers and dug them into the marks from the whip on both thighs. She let out a howl in pain. “I’m sorry! Please stop!” Y/n yelled.
“Who are you asking?” He asked.
“You, Master! Please!” Sett pulled his fingers back, slightly covered in blood.
“Good, finally you remembered.” Sett smiled.
Sett kissed between her breasts.
“I have a surprise for you little one.” Sett said. He gets up from the bed and moves back to the wooden box at the end of the bed. He pulls out two clamps that go on the nipples. “These little ones, they are clamps. I am going to put them on you and squeeze them until I am satisfied with how much you scream.” He smiled down at her.
“Please don’t do this.” Y/n felt herself begin to shake again.
“Oh I think I will, and I will enjoy it since you were so disobedient earlier.” Sett said.
He placed the clamps on her nipples. He took one in each hand and began to squeeze them tightly. Y/n let out a cry in pain as she tried to move away from him.
“Stop squirming, or I will squeeze harder.” He warned.
Y/n tried her best not to move as Sett continued to torture her by squeezing tightly then suddenly releasing them. She was letting out screams as he continued.
A few moments passed as Sett finally took off the clamps and placed them on the bedside table. Her nipples were beat red and slightly bleeding from them.
“How about I untie you now?” Sett asked her. She nodded her head.
“Please master.” She begged.
Sett smiled to himself as he knew he was breaking her down finally. Sett reached down and began to untie the ropes around her right ankle, then moved to the left when he was finished. After he finished with both legs, he moved up to her left wrist, then to the right one.
Y/n pulled her arms to her chest as she placed her hands over her nipples.
“Do they hurt?” Sett asked her.
“Yes, Master.” She whispered.
“Good, then you will think twice about disobeying me again.” Sett sad sadistically. Y/n’s eyes widened. “If you misbehave again I’ll tie you up and whip you once again, understand?”
“Yes Master.” Y/n said.
“Good girl.”
Sett grabbed Y/n’s right hip with his left hand.
“I can’t wait any longer.” She felt his hand slide down from her hip to her private area. Sett’s fingers grazed over her pussy ever so softly. “Ready?” He asked, not waiting for her answer as he plunged two fingers inside instantly.
Y/n let out a soft moan as he picked up the pace and added a third finger forcefully. Y/n let out a louder moan. He found her G spot as he pounded his fingers into her pussy.
Y/n felt herself getting closer and closer and so did Sett. Once he felt she was close enough, he pulled all three fingers out. Y/n let out a whine.
“Good toys cum only with their Master.” Sett said.
Sett sucked on his three fingers that were covered in her juices. He hopped off the bed and began to strip down naked. Y/n eyed up his buff chest.
“Like what you see, little one?” He asked with a laugh.
Y/n blushed as she looked away. Sett smiled as he knew he made her nervous. He pulled down his pants and underwear in one go. He was a very large man, so she expected him to be big, just not that big. Sett climbed back on top of the bed and on top of Y/n. He lined himself up and began to push in before Y/n had a full grasp on the situation.
“Please stop! It won’t fit master! Please!” She began to panic.
Sett held her down by her hips and began to push himself in further, deeper inside.
“Stop moving or I will grab the whip.” He warned. Y/n stopped moving suddenly as she felt a tear finally ruin down her face again.
Sett bottomed out finally as he sat still for a moment. Y/n had never felt more full in her life.Sett gave her a devious smirk as he began to move. He didn’t give her any time to adjust as he began to pump in and out fast. He would almost go fully out as he would slam back inside her pussy.
“Fuck you are so tight.”He moaned. He began to bite down hard on her neck as he moaned into it. “You’re such a perfect toy for me, so tight for me. Letting me use you like no one else can.” He said between bites.
Y/n was crying and moaning from the pain and pleasure she was experiencing. Sett continued his attack as he felt himself building up. Before he knew it he was shooting hot liquid into her pussy. He smiled to himself as she got to her high and came around him, squirting and forcing his member out from inside her.
“Damn little one, I am impressed.” He pumped himself in his hands a few times before lining up at her entrance again.
“W-what are you doing?” She asked out of breath.
“You didn’t think I was done, did you?” He asked with a laugh.
Sett pushed himself back inside and began pounding into her once again.
This happened for at least three more rounds of hot cum squirting up inside her. Sett laughed as she looked as if she was about to pass out. He shot one more hot rope of cum inside as he pulled out.
Cum started to drip from her pussy as she was exhausted, barely staying awake now.
Sett shoved two fingers inside her pussy, as he reached into the bedside table grabbing out a plug. He out it in her pussy, removing his fingers as he smiled at her.
“Can I go home now?” She asked just above a whisper.
“This is your home now, little one, Besides, I am nowhere near done playing.”
Y/n gulped. Sett flipped her onto her stomach as he spread her ass cheeks apart. He took his cum covered fingers and shoved them into her puckered hole. Y/n let out a loud gasp as she suddenly became more awake.
“Please not there, master, I have never had anything there!” She shouted out.
“Good, then I will be the first.” He bent down and kissed the back of her neck sensually as he began to scissor his fingers in her ass. She cried as he continued his assault in her asshole. He didn’t want to wait any longer so he removed his fingers. She let out a sign in relief believing he gave up, but before she knew it he was forcing his dick inside her ass.
“Fuck little one!” He shouted out as she let out a pained noise. “You were made just for me.” He began lifting her up, forcing her up his lap.He bounced her up and down as he held onto her breasts.
Y/n cried out loudly as he enjoyed himself a little more each bounce. Sett smiled as he grabbed her jaw.
“You are mine, forever and ever now, Y/n.”
Was the last thing she heard before she passed out from exhaustion.
It is Christmas Eve, and there's no better way than to bring in Christmas than with the Boss himself. Sett is one of my favorite characters and I'd just been complaining about not having a Santa Settrigh when the Winterblessed line refreshed, this amazing artist created this masterpiece (which i own no rights to, but this man is truly amazing) and he wasn't included. Whether it's due to lore that he remains a Chinese New Year Skin or not, I'd prefer to sit on his lap more than Gragas or Braum...
There isn't much Sett smut, and I aim to change that little by little.
Anyway. Enjoy this Modern Delivery Man AU with our favorite Honey Badger/Wolverine!
The Collection
Word Count: 2760
MINORS DNI MINORS DNI MINORS DNI MINORS DNI MINORS DNI
*Note: My works are written from the eyes of POC. There will be descriptions as such in my works. If that makes you uncomfortable, please replace the words in your head ok?) Also I'm thinking of maybe adding a part 2 where they explore further? I'll let you know.*
Warning: Smut, Oral: Sett Receiving, Ass Eating (Reader Receiving, Yeah. I went there.)(There's more surprises...but you'll just have to read and find out.)
*knock*knock*
Shuffling down the stairs, I hurriedly tied the robe around me as I tried to focus-
“Hi!”
“Hey, packages for Y/FN Y/LN?”
“Y-yes, that me..” Sighing through the-
“Ok, let me just pull up the signature page.” Silence filled the doorway…or…actually there was a…buzz..?
Drumming her fingers on the door seemed to drown it out, her chest leaning against the frame. Her eyes seemed a bit lazy-
“Settrigh, is it?” She was looking at his name tag, biting her lip as she took in just how big he was.
Not that she had any other choice, everyone was tiny in comparison to him.
The smell of hot cocoa wafted through, making him shiver. This was his last delivery of the night. It’d been freezing all day, what’d he do to have some.
“Yeah, um…?”
“Your nose is really red…” Peaking down at her, her robe fell from her shoulder, catching on the swell of her breast…a peak of her areola showing-
“And your face seems windswept…are you ok?”
“Just…really cold out today. This uh…a gift for your boyfriend?”
Chuckling, he handed her the device-
Her hands were shaky, her dominant hand clenching the E-pen to steady her grip.
“No…best friend…we spoil each other.” She stopped signing, closing her eyes as she breathed deep.
“You ok?”
“Ye..yes…”
“I’ll take these inside for you.”
“No, its ok I can-“
“-Ma’am, let me help. My ma would give me hell if she’d knew I let a pretty woman lift something like this on her own.”
The compliment had her biting her lip and scissoring her thighs together.
Which far exceeded what's he'd expected.
Though.. she already looked flustered-…?
The buzzing came back. Low and a bit closer as he got his hands around the box-
Pulling open the door she pressed behind it as she pulled the robe down while shivering.
The chocolate smell was much stronger, making him hum as he came in.
“Where do you want me?” Y/n's eyes became hooded, but she hid her reaction as she pointed to the elegantly decorated tree. Sett did as told-
“Ah!”
The clatter of the pen hitting the ground brought his head around.
And he finally found out what the buzzing was.
A light…in the center of her ass as she bent over illuminated the robe…and droplets of arousal peaked from under the lapel. So…this is why she was so shaky, hm?
“You a holiday kinda girl?”
“…sort of…” Getting to her knees, the cheeky reply was an understatement as the red and green tinkled proudly, her round ass on display as she reached under the shoe rack.
“It looks great in here. This was my last one for the day, was thinking about getting a hot chocolate on the way home, and you definitely convinced me now.” She chuckled anxiously, collecting the pen as she stood slowly while he walked pass.
Collecting the second box, she bit her lip as he set it down, flicking the ornament-
A sharp breath brought his head around, her nervous smile as she tried slowing down her breathing.
“Thank you, Settrigh.”
“Sett is fine. I’ll be on this route permanently now, so you'll see me more often, Ms. Y/N.”
“You didn't have to bring these in. As thank you and a welcome…can I interest you in a cup of hot chocolate?”
Sett raised an eyebrow, he was sure of what he saw.
Could she really hold her bluff-
Panting, she leaned against the sofa.
“You sure? You don’t seem to be feeling well…”
“I-I’m ok…just need to do something before i-“
Cum?
Sett didn’t finish the sentence however, watching her claw at the arm.
“-Make it.”
“…Then let me go lock up the truck.”
“You can wait in here. I’ll be back down.”
He didn’t raise suspicion about it, going a bit slower to lock up everything before closing the door behind him and taking off his shoes. As he settled onto the couch, the coziness of the place sunk into his bones, knocking off the chill-
A muffled airy moan peaked through the quiet drone of the house before silence was heard again.
Sett couldn’t help but laugh, taking out his phone as he clocked in his hour break before ending the day.
When she finally came back down, she seemed a bit better, leaning against the threshold to the kitchen as she crossed her arms.
He looked so good, draped across her couch like that.
“Comfy?”
“Yeah, thank you again for this.”
“Of course, how do you want it?” Sett took a moment, watching her hips sway as she disappeared into the kitchen.
“Creamy. With milk. If you don’t mind.”
Hearing her rummage through, he waited before-
Peaking around the corner she held up vanilla almond milk.
“Do you mind?”
“No, I prefer that one. It’s what I use anyway."
Smiling, she went back in.
“In that case, do you like peppermint?”
“You reading my mind or something?”
“Califia has a peppermint mocha almond creamer. I'll need you to show me how much you want, though.”
He watched her set things up, turning on the stove before his footfalls met her ears, bringing her glance towards him as she reached for the cabinet-
“Can you pick your mug? They’re in there.”
Grabbing a large mug with cat ears, she put in the powder before making a divot.
“I usually do half milk, half creamer…”
Watching her pour in the half cup, she looked to him as she picked up the creamer.
“Show me?”
Grabbing her hands, he got in close. The crisp outdoorsy scent filled her nose, the slight smell of his pheromones a pleasant aroma she welcomed.
Y/n didn’t pull away as he poured in the liquid, and then a bit extra-
Her robe slipped from her shoulder, revealing her caramel skin.
The smell of jasmine danced through the blooming chocolate aroma.
“That should do it.” A faint hum answered him, her weight shifting back as he rested his chin on her head. In the quiet droning, their heartbeats drummed loudly before she picked up a spoon.
The soft scrape and tacking only made him realize just how close he was. His hand had found purchase on her hip, the other on the counter as he thumbed over her belt.
His first day on his new route, and he was getting cozy with one of the residents.
But what could he do?
She was so cute.
And she wanted him too.
He could tell by the fact that she’d pressed into him more, the round of her ass plush against him-
Taking the measuring cup, she put a bit of the warm milk in the powder before stirring, making sure it dissolved without making air pockets before repeating the process-
Her vigorous stirring brought Sett’s attention south, her ass jiggling as the robe slowly shifted.
By the time she finished, the beautiful umber of her nipple was teasing him again.
“There." Sett leaned into her neck, breathing deep as he tried to calm himself. Only, his senses were intoxicated by her lovely scent, making him crank down on her waist.
“Smells good. Thank you.” She didn’t move till he did, turning around as she rested against the counter. Watching as he took a sip, warmth greeted her as he smiled.
“It’s so smooth.”
“When you slowly add the milk and stir it quickly, it ends up like that. It’s the only way I make it.”
“You spoil all your delivery drivers like this?”
“You hug all you residents like this?”
Sett laughed as she made her way to the living room, fixing her rob as she smirked over her shoulder. Following after her, he to res in his previous position as she put down a coaster, placing the cup on top as she tucked her knees under.
“No, actually. You’re the first one I’ve ever taken up on being invited in.”
“Hm? That wasn’t what I asked you though.” Stretching her leg, Sett allowed Y/n into his lap, rubbing her calf as she leaned on her hand.
“I asked if you’d ‘hugged’ anyone else…” Smirking, he took his time sipping from the mug.
“If the answer is no, will you let me hug you?”
“I find it hard a guy like you hasn’t.”
“Why? Think that just cause I’m handsome I take every invitation for a bit of warmth?”
“You telling me I’m the first one you just couldn’t turn down?”
Taking another drink, he hummed as the chocolate settled just right.
“You got a lot of questions for someone who answered the door with a buttplug inside them." Sett caught Y/n’s leg before she could pull away.
“Let alone have a full conversation while it’s going…and even inviting me in while you finish. It’s not as quiet as you think.”
Pressing into her calf, he pulled her a bit closer, getting a good look at the flustered look on her face.
“Plus, with the lightshow it was giving off? I’d say you were planning this-“
“-I wasn’t…but you’d caught me at a bad time…and I didn’t want to wrestle with it and risk missing you.” She didn't meet his gaze as she chewed on her lip, his hand flitting higher as he gripped her knee.
“Getting redelivers around this time of year is a hassle.”
“So, do you spoil all your delivery drivers like this?” Rubbing at her thigh, he felt her jolt-
Her eyes finally met his, glazed over with curiosity and desire.
“No…but it’s the holidays, right? If a gift like you shows up, why wouldn’t I want to unwrap it?”
Thoughts of her climbing into his lap as she undid his shirt flitted through his mind. She’d be so tiny, her hands trying to work him inside as she straddled him.
She’d probably feel like heaven, warm, wet and so fucking tight around him-
“As good as that sounds, I’ve been working all day and-“
“-I know we just met…but you don’t…I like your scent. So let me decide if I want this or not.”
Of course…she did want it.
But he didn’t think she’d want this.
Growling out a sigh, his head fell back as a loud slurp rang through his ears. Her tongue wrapped around him as she suckled harder-
The groan he was holding in was forced up his throat as the plush underside of her tongue slowly massaged his head. Her robe was just didn't want to do it's job today, her full breasts peaking at him as those pretty eyes met his.
The wet chirapsia of her grip slowly eased the stress of his day up his shaft as she moaned over his length. One of her hands disappeared-
The dull drumbeat was heard again before her moans became awry, her hand slowly matching the rhythm of her mouth.
“Y/N…you didn’t…oh fuck…” As she swallowed around him, he sucked in a breath-
Her moaning pitched higher, her thrusts going deeper.
“Shit…I’m gonna cum-!” Gripping her hair hard, he tried pulling her off- her throat was so warm and tight as she drank him down, her tongue still snaked around him.
His husky whimper only egged her on, her eyes pleading as she pushed on his hand in her hair…
Begging him to push harder.
Sett tried to be gentle, but the pressure was not helping as she went faster, he went deeper, rougher till his hips started-
“Y/N-! Fuck!”
Her erratic moans were cut off as he thrusted hard into her throat, every inch of him being devoured by her plush lips.
Y/N milked every drop and moan from him as she swallowed around his length, her hand wringing him dry before lightly squeezing his heavy sac-
Slowly easing off, she suckled hard at his head, her shallow thrusts making his tense body tremble as his broad chest struggled to breathe.
“Y/N-! I already-!” The loud pop of release made him moan loud, kitten licks catching on his sensitive spots before she laid on his thigh, marveling at his manhood as she held it.
“Finished already? For someone so big I expected you to take a bit longer to cum. But you’re so sensitive, Settrigh.”
“Just had a long day at work…is all.” A happy little coo met her-…but Sett wasn’t going soft.
At all.
“Are you satisfied…?” Sett finally caught her gaze as she slowly became flustered again.
“Oh? You scared now?”
“No…” The lie made him smirk as Y/N pried her paws off of him, the thick slap on his abs only making her more anxious.
His phone went off, signaling his 15 minute warning as he silenced it.
“Don’t worry. I don’t have enough time to get you used to it. So do me a favor and get up here.”
He didn’t wait for her to reply as he pulled her up, kissing her before resting her on the arm of the couch as he pushed her ass in the air.
“I’m sorry I have to rush, Doll, but I got about 15 minutes to make you cum. So be good and don’t hold back, ok?”
He was raised to be a gentleman, and he never left a woman unsatisfied.
Ever.
So undoing the robe quickly, he lifted the lapel as he kissed her thighs, licking over her spilled arousal as he hummed.
“You taste so good. Fuck…” Kissing her clit, he sucked hard at the nub, making her jolt as she grabbed a fist full of his hair.
“I’d love to eat you out. But I just had that cocoa. And my hands are dirty. So I’ll be eating this instead…”
Pressing the plug in further, he pulled at it slowly, her taught hole unwavering as she bit down to keep it inside.
“Your ass is so fucking needy. Come on pretty girl. Let it go so I can put my tongue inside-“ The pop as she finally released it made her moan hard, Sett marveling at the length and girth-
“Y/N, I’m so fucking happy you answered the door with this in.” Truly, he never enjoyed work as much as he did today. He took a moment to take in the pretty hues of her asshole, the beautiful contrast of the pink and sepia as he massaged her soft ass made him hum with excitement.
Diving in deeper, he hugged her thighs closer as he pulled her up into him, making Y/N pull him in by his hair as she tried to steady herself.
His tongue was thick and long as he dove into her, the wet muscle undulating inside before he pulled out and spread her wider.
This was definitely moving up on the list of best Christmas' too.
Her hips moved on their own, Sett following as he allowed her to use his face anyway she saw fit. Her ass bounced and cut off his air, his hot pants tickling her flower-
Smacking her ass with both hands, he gripped her open before tongue fucking her hard and fast, making her still as she clawed at the couch.
Thanks to the toy, she was already close. And Sett being so good and hungry for her she was-
“Gonna-please-!” Just as quickly as the words left her, she tightened down on his tongue as she came. Keeping his tongue deep, he rode her through till she couldn't take it anymore-
He didn’t stop, rubbing his face in her warm slick. He knew he shouldn’t but he couldn’t waste his reward.
Especially when she tasted so fucking good.
Y/N allowed him to lick up every drop, even as her sensitive spots fluttered for reprieve and the tingle of the mint started tickling her till his kissed over his handprints, the reddening marks still stinging as he worshipped her.
“And you say I come quick?” He watched as her pretty holes winked happily at him.
He wanted to fill them so fucking badly.
“You…had a head start…” Ragged breaths left her as she tried to steady herself.
“Hmmm…how about next time we see who can do it faster?”
The alarm blared loudly, making him tisk as his fun ended. He had to return the truck before ending the day, and that meant he had to get in gear.
“Next time?”
“I don’t have work on the weekends. I’ll drop off more than head then. Deal?” Y/N smiled at he kissed her asshole, making her bite her lip as she looked back at him.
“Only if it comes with this special delivery.”
“For you? This is just the basics. I got something that'll keep on giving for naughty girls like you.”
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