You Belong To Me
Smut - Explicit content - NSFW - 18+ only!
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Pairing: Sinister Stephen Strange x Reader, Stephen Strange x Reader
Summary: Awoken from sleep by the teasing kisses of your sorcerer, but one look in his eyes tells you something is off. Is he really your Stephen Strange? Or is he something more sinister?
Warnings: Smut (NSFW) - 18+ ONLY - fingering, dubious consent, deception, breeding kink, vaginal sex, unprotected sex, dirty talk, pet names, jealousy, language, kinda cheating?
Spoiler free as I haven't seen MoM yet. I was waiting until I finished this. Spelling & grammar errors will be fixed as I find them.
Stephen was supposed to have the day off. That was the plan anyway, but when your boyfriend was a Master of the Mystic Arts things never really seem to go as planned.
He had been working around the clock on learning as much as he could about the multiverse. Not that there was much that was known. So he kept reading & re-reading, studying & re-studying, the same things over & over. Almost as if he expected new information to magically reveal itself on the pages. Which to be fair, in this case is something that could maybe actually happen with the texts at the Sanctum & Kamar-Taj.
So after several threats, from both Wong & yourself, that you would slip him a sleeping pill if he didn't relent & take a day off to catch up on sleep, with maybe some extra-curricular activities with you, you finally managed to pry him away from his books.
It's not that he has been neglecting your relationship or anything. If anything he'd been a little more clingy. Sneaking up behind you for hugs & little reassuring kisses on your neck. Bringing his books to wherever you were sitting just to be in the same room as you. Leaving a hand touching you at night. It didn't matter where, so long as he could feel your warm skin under his palm. It was like he was scared you were gonna disappear if he wasn't right there.
However your sex life had suffered a bit. He wasn't as playful or spontaneous, which he was never that spontaneous to begin with, nor as adventurous as he used to be in the bedroom. You were still having sex on a regular basis, & he still made sure you were both satisfied.
You would usually get down & dirty at least a few times a week, but lately he seemed to be forcing himself to make love to you. It wasn't that he was saying no or anything like that, of course if that was the case you would stop, but it was like his head was somewhere else completely. Like his body was just going through the motions. The heat & hunger was missing.
So you would be lying if you said you weren't a bit disappointed when Stephen & Wong got called away to deal with something mystical somewhere. Truth be told you weren't really listening when they told you. You were busy hoping your new lingerie you bought to tempt Stephen into spending the day in bed with you wouldn't go to complete waste. Hopefully they could handle this quickly.
You sent the two of them off with a slightly frisky kiss & a promise to take care of Stephen when he got back. Whispering in his ear that you meant that in more ways than one.
Wong just gestured at Strange, politely pretending that he didn't hear what you had just said, & mouthed a silent 'sorry' to you.
You smiled at Wong & waved your hand nonchalantly at him. You knew it wasn't his fault. If anything he had been trying even harder than you to get Stephen to take some time off. Saying it was to get Stephen out of his way, but you knew he was secretly worried about him too. He was worried about the both of you.
He was a great friend, even if he did enjoy driving Stephen up a wall from time to time. His intentions were always good.
Soon the portal closed down & you found yourself alone in the giant old building. After turning in a circle for a moment trying to figure out what to do now, you eventually decided to retire to the bedroom you & Stephen shared. You figured laying down with a book seemed like a good way to pass the time. You had a ton of books that you had every intention to read when you bought them, but just never did.
Once you had finally settled on something to read you pulled back the covers on the large stupidly comfortable bed & decided to strip down to your new underwear. Both for comfort & so that when Stephen returned you could give him a sexy little surprise.
Facing the long mirror in the corner of the room you discarded your shirt & jeans. Leaving you standing in just the sheer dark blue lace accented with metallic silver. You let your fingertips slip down the sides of your ribcage down your body & over your hips to the swell of your thighs. Gazing at your own reflection as you did.
You were rather pleased with how the scalloped edge of the bra made your breasts look fuller & the cheeky cut of the panties made your ass look rounder. You hoped that Stephen would feel the same when he got to see you in them. You missed the feel of his hands on your skin. The way he used to touch you. Like the feel of your skin under his fingers, & under his lips, was his reason for waking.
Before you could recede farther into your thoughts you quickly pushed them aside. All relationships had their ups & downs. You were sure that was all this was. You loved him, & he loved you. You were his, & he was yours.
You grabbed the book you had chosen & began to snuggle in under the covers. The blankets & sheets smelled like the both of you, & it immediately soothed any fear or doubt in your mind.
Until you suddenly heard a small noise from somewhere in the corner of the room & you froze. You scanned the room thoroughly. There was not even a breeze to drift the curtains. It had to be your imagination. Deciding your brain was already getting the best of you for picking a Stephen King novel to read. That seemed about right.
Once you had cocooned yourself in the sheets you grabbed the book & opened it to the first page. Once you started you knew you would settle in & the time would pass quickly.
You have no idea how far you made it into the book or why you were suddenly racked with exhaustion, but you soon felt your eyelids grow unbearably heavy & your grip on the pages loosening. Before long you succumbed to the feeling & fell into a deep sleep.
Completely unaware of the man who was watching from afar. Who had been watching you & waiting. Planning for this moment.
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You were slowly pulled from your sleep by the sensation of a warm body laying down behind yours. Nerve endings firing & pulling you back to your surroundings as you felt his fingertips dance over your skin & through your hair. Feeling the chill of the room around you as the blanket was pulled back from you & your body now exposed to the figure behind you.
You could tell it was Stephen. Everything from the cadence of his breath on your ear, to the textured scars that changed the way his fingers felt told you it was him.
You must have started to stir. Maybe he noticed your breath pattern change or your eyes moving beneath your eyelids. Either way he knew you were awake now, even if you hadn't yet opened your eyes. Now he could really have his fun with you.
"Hello kitten," Feeling a soft kiss placed on your neck. "Don't you look irresistible." Stephen was purring against the flesh just below your ear. Sending shivers down your spine.
"Wrapped up all nice & pretty, like a little present. Just for me."
He began peppering your neck with kisses & licks. Adding in little nibbles when he hit a particularly sensitive spot. You could feel his lips curl into a smile with every gasp you made.
You kept your eyes closed & let yourself enjoy the way he was teasing you & trying to seduce you. This was the side of Stephen you had been missing.
What you couldn't see was the dark glint hidden in his eyes that flashed as you moaned his name when one of those nibbles turned into a full fledged bite.
"Just for you baby. Since you were supposed to have the day off, I took the liberty of planning for us to spend it exactly like this."
A broad proud smile on your face as his fingers started to drag up & down your side. Arching your back & pressing back against him when his fingers slid over the front of your hip bone.
You bit your lower lip & wiggled against him once you felt his hard cock slide against your ass even through the layers of robes he still wore. He growled. His voice low in your ear. He pressed his large palm flat against your low belly holding you still against him. Ceasing your movement but keeping your bodies flush together.
"Now now, be a good girl. Wouldn't want me to have to punish you, now would we? I have my own plans for us." His voice held a firmness you were unfamiliar with. This was a new little game & it caught you by surprise. Not that you were objecting.
You pulled back from his lips & gazed into his eyes. The eyes of the man you loved. The man who you could read like a book. There was something off about him right now, but you couldn't quite put your finger on it. Suddenly he felt different. There was a warmth missing from his eyes. A mystery now seemed to lay hidden in his icy blue gaze.
You closed your eyes & let his lips fall to your's again. This time you deepened the kiss. Letting his tongue penetrate your lips & lick against yours. Ignoring the slight trepidation that now tugged at the very back of your mind. There was no reason for you to feel uneasy in Stephen's arms. It was probably just lingering stress & frustration at him being called away.
Even his kiss felt hungrier & more insistent, but to be fair as you were a little frustrated your's probably did too. He kissed you like he wanted to devour your very soul. Pulling a high pitched whimper from you as he bit your lower lip hard. A low chuckle reverberated through his chest & you felt his lips turn up against yours, before his tongue darted out to lick & soothe the now tender spot he had just bitten.
He began placing small open mouthed kisses along your jaw & neck. The hand he had pressed to your low abdomen massaging the flesh & digging his fingertips into the layers of muscle there. Like he was trying to hold your womb in his hand. It felt possessive & primal.
You crumbled at Stephen's dominance, letting your muscles relax & your body move to melt against him.
Feeling any resistance leave your form, he took the opportunity to push you back so you were flat on the bed & he could position himself on top of you. His hands placed on either side of your head caging you in.
Your legs immediately spread to let his body sink down & his pelvis press flush to yours. Craving the feel of his skin against yours you started pulling at the robes still against the sides of his hips.
He rolled his hips hard against yours several times roughly as his eyes locked on yours, it was almost a predatory gesture. A show that he could easily overpower you if he wanted too. His intensity knocked the breath from your chest.
Whenever things got dicey during a fight he always got more intense in the bedroom, like he needed your body on his to ground him again. Like he needed to be inside you to feel safe again, & it always drove you wild.
The want in his eyes made you moan & arch your back to try & grind yourself against him. Needing the friction of him back against your clit. He smirked in delight as he could smell your arousal for him starting to drip from you. Your panties were now soaked for him.
Stephen leaned back on knees & surveyed you beneath him. Feeling his gaze move up & down your body you started to writhe. Grasping at the straps of your bra, eventually pulling the cups down to expose your breasts. Biting your lower lip, you let your finger start to tease & tug at your nipples. You were enjoying putting on a bit of a show for your lover. Showing him how he made you feel. How bad you wanted him.
He rewarded your eager efforts by starting to rub at his erect cock through his pants. His hips thrusting against his hand when you put your hands under your tits & started to jiggle them up & down for him.
"That's a good girl. So needy for me to fuck you, hmm? My filthy little plaything. My little slut. Tell me what you want. Beg for it & I might give it to you." His voice now gravelly & almost a growl.
You didn't need to be told twice.
"Yes Stephen, please. Need you to fuck me so bad. Been wanting your cock inside me all day. Missed you being this way with me. Got me so fucking wet. Please baby."
Suddenly with a snap of his fingers you were both naked. The feeling of the cool air against your warm wet pussy making your hips buck. Stephen's cock throbbed at the sight.
He slowly ran his hands up your thighs before bringing his hands down to your core. Using his thumbs he caressed your pussy lips & spread your cunt open. Licking his lips as he took in the sight of your folds glistening for him.
His lewd gaze & the sight of his leaking cock so close & yet so far from where you needed it causing a new wave heat to flood to your sex. Your hole reflexively clenching at the feeling of your juices dripping down your slit. It looked like your pussy was trying to suck his cock in before it even touched you.
"My my, you do have a hungry little pussy here don't you? She looks awfully tight though, kitten. Good thing she's drooling for me. Wanting to be stretched by my big cock. I dont have the patience right now to open up your pretty little fuck hole first."
His verbal teasing was already doing a number on you, making you even more desperate. When he lined himself up only to start dragging his tip up & down your slit you were on the verge of tears.
Just as you opened your mouth to start pleading again for him to fuck you he threw your legs over his shoulders & slammed all the way inside you. The shock forced a scream from your lungs.
The pain & pleasure hit you in a wave. A sharp searing pain that soothed into a dull throbbing as Stephen stalled out. Leaving his cock completely buried inside you. He stilled just long enough to let your breath come back to you.
He looked into your eyes & lowered his forehead to yours as he began to set a slow steady rhythm with deep thrusts.
You matched moan for moan. The feeling of your body against his felt like it had him hypnotized. It was only once you moaned his name that he was snapped from his stupor.
"Oh, Stephen! Fuck. That feels so good."
In the moment his fingers began to dig into your hips tighter & he began to fuck into you harder. "You feel even better, kitten. God, you are perfect."
He sat up slightly & took in all of you below him. The way your hair was scattered on the pillow. The way your jaw was slack. The pebbling of your stiff perky nipples. All so perfect.
Then his eyes fell to the spot where you joined together. He watched his long hard cock slide in & out of your swollen pussy. His cock soaked in your slick, glistening everytime he pulled his hips back. Occasionally he could see your beautiful cunt contract around his length.
He slid one hand over your hip onto your pubic bone & let his thumb start to tease your clit. Using your wetness to aid his fingertip in sliding back & forth before switching to circles, then moving back to a stroking motion. Finding just the right angle & touch to make you whimper.
Slowly he began to pick up the speed of his touches. Pulling more sweet little sounds from you as he did. He was already so addicted to your sounds.
When you reached out & began to cling to his arms & he could feel you starting to squirm he couldn't help but start whispering little cooing praises to you.
"That's it. So good sweetheart. You take me so perfectly. So perfect for me. All for me. Just for me."
His praises turned more possessive & demanding as he felt you teetering on the edge, & his own need growing more insistent. Little pleas of yes, just like that, & the sorcerer's name beginning to fall from your own lips in response.
"All for me. Your pleasure, your body, your love. All of you. Mine. Tell me you are mine. Tell me you belong to me. Tell me as you cum on my cock. Who do you belong to?! Tell me!"
You spasmed below him as he finished pulling you apart. A wail of pleasure racking your body even before you could form a single word. His fingers not relenting as your body rode wave after wave.
He still wanted his answer.
His other hand released your hip & came up to wrap around your chin. He pulled you forward & brought you closer to his face while his cock & the fingers of his other hand kept their unyielding pace. His teeth clenched & now growling, he yelled "tell me who you belong to?!"
You were practically sobbing at both the intensity of the orgasm you just had & at Stephen's emotional intensity. The answer came out soft & breathy but swimming in adoration for the man pulling you apart.
"You, Stephen. I belong to you. I'm yours, Stephen. I'm yours. I belong to you."
He lunged forward & let you drop to the bed. He kept his hand around your chin & moved his other to the back of one of your thighs. Pressing your legs back to your chest & practically folding you in half. Scooting forward to give himself the most leverage he could to chase his own orgasm. To get as deep inside of you as he could. All of his movements stopped in place once he got you in the position he wanted.
"I'm going to fuck a baby into you now kitten. So I never have to let you go. Fill you with my seed & wait for it to take root. Watch you grow with our child. Is that what you want? For me to breed you?"
He paused with his lips hovering above yours & his clear blue eyes looking into your soul making your brain stop functioning. His grip was tight enough you couldn't move your head to nod, so you whispered a pleading wanton "yes!".
His lips crashed down to yours as he heard your response. His kiss was needy & feral. His hips suddenly back to crashing against yours hard & fast. He was no longer a man, but an animal in heat. Like his life depended on his need to fill you.
Before long his thrusts were starting to lose rhythm despite maintaining their jackhammering speed. He clung tight to you & began speaking again. You had no idea if it was more to you or himself. His eyes clamped shut, envisioning in his head the scenario he described in detail.
"You will be even more stunning with your stomach stretched taut & your breasts heavy with milk for our babies. You'll be such a good little wife & mother. I will keep you pregnant, & everyone will know that you are mine. Don't worry. Daddy will take good care of mommy & all our little ones. I won't let anyone or anything touch you. My wife. My children. Mine!"
His orgasm roared over him. The last word, mine, coming through gritted teeth.
The feeling of him spilling inside you felt electric, like you had touched a live wire & couldn't let go. You were caught blindsided by a soul shattering orgasm, triggered by Stephen's. It was like nothing you had ever felt before & it sent you spiraling into an abyss. A high pitched moan ripped from your chest & your body convulsed, frenzied chants of "love you Stephen, love you so much."
You lay mentally suspended between two worlds. Maintaining your grip on Stephen's shoulders as he rolled off of you & pulled you into his arms. Your face immediately slotted into the crook of his neck & you let your eyes close.
Stephen laid staring blankly at the ceiling. For the first time in longer than he could remember he felt a warmth bloom in his chest right under where your hand was placed. It was disarming, but he knew it would only fuel his infatuation with you.
Having to temper his outward emotion before he spoke, he allowed himself to break for a single moment & confess. "I love you too, y/n. More than you could possibly fathom. Now, rest my love."
Your only response is a contented hum & kiss barely ghosting his collarbone.
Once you had drifted off into a heavy sleep, feeling thoroughly debauched & loved, Stephen made himself leave your arms. Immediately feeling the icy chill return to his heart, it served as the only thing that numbed the pain. For now anyway.
He redressed with a simple wave of his hand. Except now his normal blue robes were black. His appearance also shifted back to its original state. His hair & goatee slightly longer & more disheveled. His pallor was made more starker by the heavy dark circles under his eyes. The creases on his forehead slightly deeper.
He no longer needed to disguise himself as "your Stephen". Thankfully next time he came to you he would reveal his true self, but for today you had to believe he was the other Stephen.
He knew you could sense a difference in him, but you had chosen to ignore it anyway. You had willingly given your body to him despite it. You even said you had missed the way he had touched you. Played with you. Ruined you. You had wanted him. Even if you didn't know it was him yet.
He slowly walked around the bed to study your serene figure a few moments longer. You had captivated him at first sight & enchanted him the moment you spoke his name. You were the siren that tormented his thoughts. He knew your song was meant for him & him alone. That other cheap imitation of him didn't deserve you. That Vegas magician couldn't care for you, couldn't love you, couldn't worship you like you should be.
Like he could. Like he would.
He allowed himself to press one more kiss to your forehead before placing his hand back over your low belly & rubbing his thumb back & forth. Focusing on the mental image of your belly growing swollen & round under his touch. A subtle shimmer sparking from his fingertips as his lips curled up into a dark smile & the ominous flash returned to his eyes.
"I'll see you again soon my love. I meant everything I said. You'll belong to me soon enough. Both of you will. I've made quite sure of that now, & there will be nothing your sweet Doctor can do to stop me."
He reluctantly pulled away from you & opened a portal back to his own universe. He had been watching you for so long & now that he has had all of you once he was even more determined to complete his plans & bring you home. To be with him. Where you belonged & where he would make his perfect little family with you. This time he would get what he wanted. Even if he had to kill for it.
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Across the city, a portal opened in an alley between abandoned buildings. Your Stephen & Wong both came tumbling from the sky landing amongst the scattered refuse. The Cloak of Levitation grabbing at both of them to slow their descent & soften their impact. Something, or someone, had tricked them & then left them trapped in a mirror dimension neither of them could control. With it choosing only to release them now.
A heavy silence between them as they exchanged glances. Something bad was coming. It had already been there. The closer they got to the Sanctum the clearer it became, & the more they could feel the lingering malevolent presence that hung heavy in the air.
Stephen's chest began to ache as the realization hit them both. The thought neither of them had dared vocalize until that moment.
They had been lured away not just from the Sanctum, which appeared to be completely untouched & clearly not the intended target of the unknown foe. No. They could both now feel that whatever it was, whoever it was, it wanted you.
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