☪︎ summery: I’m not going to lie, I was chatting with @madame-fear and I got the idea for smut and i couldn’t get our husband out of my mind.
☪︎ warnings: smut content, short story, fingering, doing it on a desks, him being a bit rough but loving, mention of clothes touching, he’s so passionate for us🫣
There was many things Luke loved about your body, most of them having to do with getting you alone and undressed. The feeling of your heated soft skin under his fingers tips, the way your stomach raised and called with each noise of pleasure— and the way your hips to rocked to get more from him unconsciously. Everything about you had him feeling just as high as you without having anything done to him, your pleasure was all he needed.
His fingers reached deep within your sobbing cunt with your juices trailing down your things and his fingers. You gripped onto his clothing for support while your lips whimpered just like your aching pussy. The desk underneath you moved with his movement and you tried to fight both sounds- your moans and the rattling sound. Green eyes followed all your expressions, every wrinkle in your brows, every eye roll, and when your mouth hung open to give him sweet songs.
“You’re leaking so much,” he purred down at you, his fingers still working in and out, “by the end there might be a puddle underneath us.” his lips curled into a heavy smirk at his own teasing. you shook your head embarrassed and gripped into him tighter. the dress barely hanging onto your body was pushed aside, he had consume ones made just for easy access when you needed it. the undergarments where on the floor and had a damp stop within them from his works, loving to make you so turned on before taking them off.
“don’t be ashamed, you know I love how much of a mess we both make.” his lips captured yours with a passionate kiss to distract you for a second while pushing in and moving harder. his fingers plumped you full and made your pussy gush at how fast he was going. The kiss you shared turned into him taking all of your moans in as you got louder.
“Cum— gonna cum.” you announced and pushed against his rhythm to make it harder. your walls tightened around him every second, he pulled away from you to watch you cum before his eyes.
“Let go for me, my sweet girl, relax that running mind.” your back arched with pleasure and soon you couldn’t stop yourself from twitching from your orgasim. the sticky juices coated his fingers and made your hole messy as he pumped a few more times, your pussy pulsating with shocking intensity.
“Such a mess, pussy dripping with cum,” he looked at you as his eyes grew mischievous and started to slide down to his knees in front of your naked cunt. “I’ll have to clean you up myself.”
i can guarentee an update to iwmitd before 2026 PROMISE
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thoughts on a semi freakalicious lumax oneshot of lucas helping max get dressed(damn i know scandalous for me) from the hospital gown into that fuck ass outfit
i don't take offense whatever yall vote i'm just indecisive
Magnus pushed into the small inn, mindful of the eyes that followed him as he made his way to the bar counter. He was used to being viewed as a creature, a beast that might attack at any moment. He shrugged away those thoughts, pausing before the man he assumed was the owner.
The man paled a bit but didn’t speak. Magnus leaned forward and spoke with a low voice, to attempt to keep his business his own from the many prying ears.
“I’ll cut to the chase…does your Inn have any beds big enough for me?” He asked genuinely, leaning his elbow on the counter.
“My apologies…but I’m afraid we do not.” The owner stammered.
Not looking too surprised, Magnus nodded, gesturing to Una across the building, “I understand, I’d like to pay for a room for my companion then, at least.” He sniffed the air a bit and added, “Ill order her a meat pie as well.”
The owner nodded, accepting the runes with relief.
“So good news and bad news, what do you want first?” Magnus spoke once he was close to her.
Una perked up, turning from the window, “The good news?”
“Well they have plenty of beds available for you.” He answered, adding, “And I ordered you a meat pie.”
“The bad?”
“I’ll be roughing it again.” He sighed.
“Why?!” She bristled, yellow eyes flashing.
“Because they don’t have any beds to fit my fat, omen ass.” He informed.
She deflated, eyes getting puppy-like, Magnus rolled his eyes at her display before she bubbled, “But I want to stay with you.”
“You wanted a bed and a warm bath.” He shrugged, “You’ll be fine for a night.”
“You need a bath too.” Una pointed out.
Magnus gave a toothy smile, “I’ll roll around in the mud puddles by the gates.”
Una playfully smacked at him making him snicker.
“One night won’t hurt.” His voice dipped, “You can come find me in the wilds after you’ve had your fill of civilization, hm?”
“Alright, alight…” Una agreed, begrudgingly.
~
Magnus went back to his meager camp. It was quiet and peaceful, under a rocky overhand and near a stream. He hoped that some alone time would clear his head. Magnus had been feeling incredibly restless, hot and on edge.
Una, not to any fault of her own, was making all the feeling worse. But Magnus chalked it up to more time spent in the company of the fairer sex than he’d ever previously.
He shucked off his clothes, carting them down to the stream with him and a fresh bar of soap he’d picked up while in the village. He was without shame, his fur doing a fine job of covering him.
Stepping into the water, a shiver ran up his spine from the chill. He huffed, finally falling to his knees and dunking the dirty clothes into the water. The cold water soaked into his fur, waking him up and clearing his mind.
Magnus scrubbed himself down, not quite realizing how smelly he’d been. Despite all the fur and his resemblance to a large cat, he unfortunately, still sweat.
Splashing water over himself, he let the dirty suds be carried away with the current. Taking a deep breath, he looked towards the setting sun.
~
Days later, Una returned. She also enjoyed her time away, taking the opportunity to take a long hot soak and sleep in a real bed. But she missed her big omen, returning as soon as the runes ran out on the rented room.
She found the camp empty, sitting down. Her fingers pulled up her skirts, drifting down to unclasp the buckled to her prosthetic. Pulling off the heavy metal leg, Una shoved it away, still not quite used to longer walks with it.
She rubbed over the sensitive stump, the flesh a bit swollen. Ears pricked to the sound of footsteps.
“Did you miss me?” She sang out, without turning. All at once she was scooped up and brought against a familiar broad chest.
Magnus nuzzled onto her hair, purring as he cuddled her in an almost crushing embrace.
“So you di-“ the words caught as his smell hit her in a wave.
Pheromones filled her nose, fogging her mind and making her cunt clench air. He smelled of musk and want, rubbing his furred chin over her and spreading more of that alluring scent around.
“M-Magnus?” She clung to him, feeling his trousers painfully tented.
“Iv been waiting for you.” He purred, grinding her down against him. She twisted around in his arms, seeing his orange eyes blown to blackness and salivating much more than normal.
She tried to speak, words swallowed up as he kissed her messily. His tail lashed as he brought her over to a softer spot of ground, shielded under a rocky overhang.
Una was plopped down, dress being ripped open. “Magnus!” She scolded, earning a growl as he forced her thighs open. Her chiding turned into a hearty moan as his tongue bathed over her folds. He ate her like a starved animal, tongue dipping into her core and ass. Una didn’t bite back any sounds, the pheromones wearing away any morals.
Magnus’s claws gripped into her hips, forcing her to grind onto his face. Her toes curled, an orgasm wetting his dark muzzle. He purred into her flesh, drinking up her release.
Pulling back he licked his lips, yanking down his trousers. Before she had a chance to catch her breath he was back on her, flipping her over and tearing away anymore clothing.
“I’m going to fuck you so good.” Magnus grinded his weeping cock over her ass, growling into her ear, “All mine.”
Una shifted a bit under him, breasts pressed into lush grass and ass on display for him. There was definitely something off, but she didn’t know enough of omen to pinpoint exactly what. She definitely knew what he wanted, however, as he pressed his groin down into her.
The pointed tip poked at that tight ring of muscle of her ass. Magnus pulled his hips back, angling lower. Before Una realized what he had planned he surged forward, cock stuffing eagerly into her womanhood. Una screamed, despite the wetness, his was a girthy intrusion.
“M-Magnus w-wait!” She tried to cry, pushing against him. He chuffed, pulling back his hips only to snap forward again, stuffing more into her.
Her walls burned with the stretch, nerves crying out as he kept fucking into her. His large hands kept her against the ground as she writhed, begging and bubbling.
Una arched her back, feeling him fill her completely. Magnus’s hips stilled, overcome with the sensation, balls feeling swollen and heavy.
She steadied her breathing, attempting to relax. The tenseness of her flesh slowly subsided, her thighs trembled a bit.
“Magnus.” She huffed out, but as she tried to sit up on her elbows he pressed more of his weight into her. She was smothered in his scent, his musk fogging her mind and making her cunt shutter around him. It was all he needed, licking at her ear as his hips began to trust. Heavy balls smacking into her clit with every sink of his cock.
How long had it been since Una had anything more than fingers or tongue in her cunt?
Too long.
She thought thickly as Magnus bred her open. She clenched and shook around his fat cock, mewling out with every snap of his hips. Her mind was quickly being wiped away of any type of higher thought, completely consumed with the feeling of being used.
In response to his suffocating pheromones Una’s draconic touched body fell into a mock heat. She shook with need, mind snapping as he bottomed out.
His teeth scraped her nape, causing a shiver to run down her shine. Una whined, raising her hips to meet his thrusts.
Her claws dug into the earth, feeling his knott start to swell. Magnus growled, saliva dripping from his maw. His brain screamed out, balls tightening.
Una cried, feeling him bite into her shoulder, teeth sinking into her flesh and claiming her as his. Only his.
He huffed around the wound, not pulling away in any sense of the word, tasting blood on his tongue as he flooded her very womb. Their sounds intermingled, Una being bred like a perfect little bitch.
His cock throbbed, every pulse pumping more seed from him until he was spent completely. His mouth broke away, tongue lolling over the fresh wound as he caught his breath.
Una collapsed again the ground, thighs still trembling. Her body hummed, numbing over the pain.
~
They fucked like animals for over a day, Magnus never seeming sated. Una was hardly allowed the peace to bathe in between, Magnus getting too worked up over seeing her naked body. Pulling her back to fuck his mess deeper into her.
Seeing her sitting on the bank, he sauntered over, cock already free of its sheath.
Magnus pulled her by the hips, back into his lap. His tail thumped happily, nuzzling over the sensible mark of claim on her shoulder.
“You’re a beast!” Una huffed, a giggle to her voice.
A rumble tumbled through his chest, “A beast all for you.”
She leaned back into him, catching his lips in a kiss.
Her kitten howls as she slams her dick inside her.
“What’s wrong, Catra,” Glimmer chuckles. “I thought you wanted this.”
Bent over the desk, with her panties dangling at her ankles, Catra peers back at her wife. “Yes, my queen, your cock is all I’ve been thinking about all day.” She raises her hips and wiggles. “Please, more!”
Glimmer grins as she notices Catra’s hand between her legs, stroking herself. Poor, touch starved thing, must be so frustrating, walking around locked all day waiting for the Queen to return and release her.
Glimmer grabs Catra’s hand and pins it behind her back. “No coming until I say so,” she says, then plunges herself back inside her.
☪︎ warnings: smut, F4F, f!receiving, f*ingering, oral, cheating kinda, short
The silk sheets always felt good underneath your fingers- Almost as amazing as she did when you were called in the dead of night. Alicent called for you always to help her sleep when she had trouble, when the stress was too much, and only your touch could relieve her.
“Are feeling good, my queen?” looking up from your eyelashes to stare are the beauty above you. Her juices were smeared all over your lips and chin, you never were a clean eater. And she was your favorite food.
Alicent gripped the sheets while singing soft moans and trying so hard to keep quiet. Many nights did you touch her and she wasn’t used to the pleasure yet — nor would she ever be able to control herself. Swirling your tongue around her aching cunt like a staved woman you hit all the right places, and in the right place. And each night you abused her clit for your own pleasure, seeing her move and twitch was unlike anything you have ever done.
“Keep your voice down,” she whispered but couldn’t keep the whimpers from slipping out. A smirk found your lips at her pleads to be quiet but she was the true corporate. She was married—The queen of the realm and a follower of the seven. You are her sin she can’t help but comment.
Pushing a finger between her folds and into her soaking whole— she winced while arching her back, her lips following open wide from the silent scream she stopped herself from. You added a second after a few thrusts knowing she is more then capable to take it. The sounds of her gushing around you, her small hums and whines, made you clinch around nothing.
“Don’t worry, just relax and let me tire you out.”
