getting caught up in thanos’s web was a mistake, especially when it interfered with your sleep.
𓂂 ͜ᩘ ̵̼͓̥͒̾͘𑣿 ⠀ TAGS unconsensual voyuerism (thanos & reader have sexual relations in her bed while everyone is asleep. even though they are asleep, i still put this warning because i know some people can get uncomfortable). ooc thanos (first time writing for him). oral sex (fem. receiving). porn no plot. mentions of past sexual relations. fingering. dirty talk. unrealistic expectations of quiet sex(?). overuse of pet names (senorita, mama, etc.) etc.
𓂂 ͜ᩘ ̵̼͓̥͒̾͘𑣿 ⠀ NOTES please heed the warning above as i would hate to make anyone uncomfortable while reading this fic. with that said please enjoy and i apologize for any grammar mistakes or typos.
Despite different games being assigned each day, it all felt the same — as if you had just stepped inside this odd room, surrounded by strangers that held far too many similarities with you. You couldn’t count the amount of times you flinched or teared up as you watched and heard bullets tear people apart, how their strangled cries escaped in a last ditch effort to somehow convince the ruthless guards to spare them. You nearly screamed yourself when blood hit your cheek, tainting the already sweaty area — which you gingerly cleaned up the moment you got time to.
You somehow survived, in just the nick of time too. You wondered if you had any right to be happy for your victory, or you should be remorseful for all the lives lost today. You pondered it for a complete moment before deciding doing so was useless, and not impertinent to your current situation.
Getting out with enough money was of the upmost importance, nothing more and nothing less.
Which is why you were quick to settle into bed the moment the opportunity arose, slipping out of your socks and jacket, pulling the blanket up over yourself, and shutting your eyes. The world around you seemed to cease — aside from the old man’s snoring beside you — your body melting into the mattress. Sleep was the only comfort you could afford to cling to in this situation, anything else was an unnecessary distraction.
Including the one that stood infront of you, taking form as a purple-haired devil.
You never intended to get entangled with any of the other contestants. You could smile and cheer together, but it wasn’t a secret how quickly that relationship could turn sour. Mixing any type of deeper attachments just seemed like a bad idea.
But you fucked up horribly, one thing leading to another, with you in the arms of a man named Thanos, who said just the right words at the time.
You promised yourself that one time was it, you wouldn’t slip up again. You couldn’t afford to slip up anyway.
“Thanos.. go away.” You murmured, courteous of the other contestants around you. You wondered if the two of you were the only ones awake.
Through the dimmed room you could spot Thanos tilting his head, elbow pressing against your bed as he leaned closer.
“C’mon don’t be like that.. just checking on you.”
You rolled your eyes, growing more frustrated by the minute. You desperately wanted sleep- actually, you needed it. You refused to suffer the next morning, especially since your life was literally on the line. You adjusted your pillow, basically staring daggers into the man.
“I’m fine, now, go to your own bed—“
“And.. I’m also cold.”
You blinked rapidly, nearly slapping that stupid smile right off his face. You decided to turn your back to him, ignoring that soft sound of disapproval he released.
“Wear your jacket or something.. hell— steal your friend’s blanket. Just let me sleep.”
You chose to ignore the second sound he released, which seemed to be an unusually pitiful whine, mixed with an obnoxious groan. You wanted to tell him off for his volume, but decided not to— trying to seem as stern as possible so he could finally leave you alone.
But Thanos wasn’t the type to let up, something you quickly learned the moment you met him. Seeing as his fingers began to graze your blanket, rising closer just so his lips were hovering over your ear.
“But you’re right here.. can’t we share some warmth until morning? You wouldn’t want me to freeze, right?”
Thanos’s words were tempting, as usual. Whether you liked to admit it or not, he knew just what to say. Which is why you called him a devil, a sickening demon with that silver tongue.
You bit the inside of your cheek, desperately trying to fight mind over matter. Not only was this bad for your sleep, you were also at risk for breaking some unknown rule. And if you got shot over cuddling, you would definitely haunt this place like a vengeful spirit.
But in the end you gave in, the reason fleeting at the moment. You could only focus on the fact he would hopefully shut up when he got what he wanted. So, wordlessly, you brought up the blanket behind you; hearing his small giddy voice as he climbed in with you.
At least the man was nice enough to allow most of the blanket to cover you, the rest of your exposed self covered by his larger frame. Thanos made quick work of wrapping his arm around your waist, tugging you closer to him as his face found your neck.
“You have to leave before morning.”
Whether acknowledging you or not, the man just let out a hum, lips treading across your warm skin in the process. With a shiver you attempted to focus on sleep, admitting to yourself that the extra warmth was comforting. It also allowed you to truly relax, knowing your back was covered— literally.
Your hand found the back of his, fingers spreading along it as your eyes settled shut. You felt your self slipping in slowly, body growing heavier as that relaxation began to reach its peak.
Only to tumble down the moment you felt a thumb play at the waistband of your pants.
“Thanos..”
“Hm?”
You slowly turned your head, tight-lipped and squinting at him through the darkness. “Don’t fucking hm, me— what are you doing?”
The shit-eating grin that developed was telling, his thumb now slithering under your shirt and rubbing small circles into your skin.
“Not a thing.. yet.”
“We’re supposed to be sleeping!”
The man was quick to raise his free hand, placing a taunting finger to his lips. “Don’t wake the others Señorita, that’ll be just plain rude.” The circles on your skin continued, Thanos closer as his lips brushed against your own yet didn’t fully touch.
“This will help you sleep better. Erasing alll your worries in the blink of an eye.” He breathed, eyes flicking low as if attempting to see beneath the blanket. Instead his hand did the seeing for him, fingers breaching your pants and underwear; tips stroking your soft cunt. He couldn’t help the little twitch of a smile the moment he felt you release a strangled breath, using two long fingers to spread you open to his hand.
And when your lips parted to speak, his own covered them; a gentle kiss that caused your mind to grow dizzy. You couldn’t help your legs spreading, hand wrapping around Thanos’s wrist the moment you felt him at your clit. He rolled his thumb so perfectly, applying delicious pressure to the little bud that caused you to see stars.
The moment you needed to breathe you regretted leaving his lips, seeing as you struggled to keep your voice down. He wasn’t even touching you much yet here you were, panting and releasing the softest moan. With a quick raise of your hand, you covered your mouth— teeth biting into the flesh the moment you felt a finger slowly sink into your wetness.
“Wish I could see..” The soft comment made you groan softly, hips rising the moment he began to piston his finger. Within moments a second was joining, scissoring you open and plunging deeper then your own fingers could. Your eyebrows knitted close, the pain of your bite washing away with each thrust of his digits.
“Thanos.. please..”
“Oh no.. keep your voice to yourself— I wouldn’t want anyone else to hear how pretty you sound.”
As usual his words held such a teasing tone, face moving back to your neck to kiss and bite gently. Even with his small request the man wasn’t making the situation any easier, especially when his thumb moved right back to your sensitive clit; rubbing those same dizzy inducing circles.
You felt way too good right now, your body practically shaking with how much you struggled to keep in. The thought of anyone waking up right now with you in this state — under the mercy of a certain purple-haired, tattooed rapper — was a thought you couldn’t even imagine without your heart pounding with anxiety.
The best thing to do would be to push him off before things progressed. You hadn’t a clue how far he wanted to take this, nor did you think it would end in time for the lights to cut on. And Thanos wasn’t a creep, he would listen to you the moment you expressed actual discomfort from the situation. But you weren’t, that pain you felt all day, that anguish; did truly wash away in seconds just from the flick of his fingers.
The thrusts against your velvety, soaked walls were perfect— your eyes rolling to find your skull the moment the ferocity increased. A metallic taste invaded your mouth from how bad you were biting yourself, but you didn’t care; it was a concern for morning [Name], not horny [Name] who was currently being cared for by the hottest contestant in this god forsaken place.
“Oh, all this clenching— you’re close aren’t you? Can barely get my fingers out.”
The smile in his speech was obvious, breath fanning against your skin as he urged you more and more; curling his fingers just right to hear your muffled sounds peak into a small squeal.
Your nails dragged across his tattooed hand, feeling it flex with each movement of his fingers. Your mind was growing cloudy, barely being able to register the words that were being pressed right against your ear.
“How about I get a taste, huh? Wanna come all in my mouth, mama.. it’ll be such an easy clean up.”
Before you could even think to speak Thanos was pulling his hand out from within you. You had little time to protest when you felt him grabbing your blanket, pulling it over his body as he crawled down your own. Your eyes slowly widened, realizing his words and actions; a new sheen of sweat finding your skin. Your nerves were on fine at this point, inner mind screaming to tell him to do anything else but that.
However, the moment you felt him pulling down your pants and his lips finding your pretty cunt, all hope was lost. The back of your head quickly found your pillow, hand going right back to your mouth to bite down even harsher than before. His tongue exited his mouth in a long stride, gliding across your wet center, and parting you easily.
Thanos created similar ministrations with the tip of his tongue like his thumb, circling your bud and slowly pulling it between his lips. There, he began to suck, the sound noisy but muffled by your blankets and other’s snoring.
Muffled gasps pushed against your skin, hips rising and legs closing around his head; bringing him even closer to you. The peak that was steadily approached seemed to pick up speed far too quickly, your mind turning to mush.
No more were you number so-so, victim to madmen and their sick games. No, you were simply [Name], moaning wantonly with little care for the environment around you.
Your other hand slithered under the blanket, finding his hair and tugging the soft tresses; feeling them stick between the gaps of your fingers. Shamelessly you rubbed against his face, desperate for that sweet release. Your pussy convulsed with each struggled breath you took, stars impeding your vision as you got closer and closer.
You felt it before you heard it, Thanos’s sweet urges right into your pussy. His wet words of make me a mess, pretty girl— don’t hold back on me now, causing you to tip over the line.
His mouth latched to you, drinking up your release as if you tasted better than any drug within his cross. It didn’t help he was practically praising your taste, a sloppy groan being delivered right into your pussy. Gingerly, Thanos licked you clean, assuring not a single drop was left.
Only when the man was fully satisfied did he let up, climbing up from the blanket and popping his head out to look down at you.
“See, it helped— you can barely keep your eyes open right now.”
You released a soft breath, a mix of a chuckle and a sigh as you stared up at the man. “You gonna let me sleep now?” You spoke softly, watching his wet lips curl into a gentle smile.
a/n: idk if this is gonna do well but i love bigbang so maybe for fics for them coming soon?? (p.s. i also have daesung and jiyong versions of these already made…..)
sfw ⋆⭒˚.⋆
• it takes seung-hyun a while to become fully open with you. because of his past, he’s very reserved and keeps things to himself but as he gets to know you better, his front will eventually drop.
• seung-hyun is the kind of guy who will slow dance with you even if there’s no music. to him, there’s just something so romantic about holding you close and letting the world fade away.
• he will intentionally stare at you / make intense eye contact to make you nervous because he loves to see you get flustered and lose your train of thought.
• he’s not good at cooking but when you get in the kitchen he will help you with small tasks or just sit on the counter and talk to you, telling you funny stories and what he was up to on that day.
• he loves cuddles and being the small spoon. after a long day he’ll climb on top of you, resting his head on your chest and tangling your legs together. you’ll stroke his hair and scratch his back and if you stop, he’ll whine.
• this man is such a sweetheart. he’ll buy you new flowers every week - your favorite kind. on special occasions, he’ll make you a handmade card paired with a slightly more expensive gift, and take you out to a nice restaurant.
• he loves to take you to work events with him. he loves to see you get dolled up for him, loves it as you politely introduce yourself to his costars. his hand will rest comfortably on your waist the whole night. your presence is enough to make him feel safe and let his guard down for the night.
• seung-hyun is so good at talking you through an argument. he’s so good at reading you and can tell when something is bothering you. he will immediately try to talk to you about it, always keeping his cool, until the problem is resolved.
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• he definitely loves morning sex. he’ll pull you into his chest in the morning, enveloping you in his strong arms. slow, innocent kisses will become more desperate and the next thing you know he’s on top of you, entering you slowly.
• seung-hyun loves eye contact. he definitely takes sex seriously and sees it as a very intimate act, so eye contact is a must for him. whether he’s on top of you, holding your legs on his shoulders, or he’s watching your pretty lips wrap around his shaft, his hand will always rest on your face, lifting your chin up every time your gaze drifts away from him.
• he’s kind of freaky, but not too much. he’s definitely open to trying new things in the bedroom, especially if it’s something you want to do. he goes completely based off your vibes and how you’re feeling and will never make you do something you don’t want to.
• going with the above, he likes a bit of risky sex. after a date night out, his hand will inch it’s way up your thigh, getting dangerously high, as one hand grips the steering wheel. if you reach over to palm him, he’ll groan and whisper, “patience,” squeezing your thigh. as soon as the car pulls into the garage and you’re out of the public eye, he’s lifting you up onto his lap, fumbling to undo his belt as he lines himself up with your entrance. this is about as risky as i think he’d get, he is a celebrity of course.
~ Loves to hug you when you come home, before you leave, pretty much every time he sees you. aggressively but in a sweet way :')
~ Freestyles/raps around the house and when you guys are out walking together
~ Asks for help dying his hair
~ Wants matching tattoos
~ Asks you to come rap/make music with him for fun
~ Runs and kisses you as soon as he's off stage, looks toward you all the time in the middle of performing
~ Takes pictures of you when you're not looking and admires them
~ Finds it so sexy when you wear his clothes and his merch
~ Can never just kiss you on the lips, has to kiss all around your head to your neck
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~ Pretty much likes sex exclusively rough but will accommodate and pace himself if you ask
~ Likes to lightly "choke" you but barely squeezes, he just enjoys the view of his hand tattoos and rings on your throat
~ Doesn't let any of you go to waste; after giving head he licks his lips, fingers, your thighs, all of it
~ LOVES EYE CONTACT, he'll force you to look at him, moving your head and lifting up your chin even if you just want to roll your eyes in the back of your head. Also loves to smugly look up at you as he greedily eats you out
~ Praises you, calls you his "good fucking girl" and of course lets out the occasional "fuck, Senõrita"
~ Lowkey likes face-slapping
~ Loves to shove his fingers in your mouth as he gets rougher, especially with the rings
~ Gets a lot more chatty when you're about to cum, encourages and teases you; "Fuck, senõrita" "You're so fucking close" "Make my fucking dick wet, baby"
~ Likes to pick you up and throw you on the bed, loves feeling strong and dominant when he holds you up as you sit on his face
omg thank you guys for reading my first post! I'm still getting the hang of writing NSFW so if you enjoyed this let me know and comment some headcannons of yours!
I feel like when people make these they forget how soft and playful Thanos could be so it kinda bothers me when people portray him as super rough and dominant all the time. Like cmon now Thanos would worship his girl
If you guys think “wow this is just really great!” (yeah right) i would love if you reposted anywhere! As long as you credit me under @kingserpent that would be great!
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