#valko l&ds

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[mwphisto]

18+ I just know Valko’s undercut feels so good against your hands while he eats you out. Imagine he makes you stand while he gets on his knees, face buried between your thighs while his nose nuzzles into your twitching clit and his tongue laps greedily at the slick arousal that oozes from your entrance? His bulging biceps engulfing your lower half, bear hugging you and basically supporting you because your legs have lost all feeling from pleasure.

Valko can’t stop shivering every time your nails scratch through the buzzed hair towards his neck, panting into your pussy while desperately trying to bring you towards your orgasm. But all his senses are getting overwhelmed.

You smell so good, you taste so sweet, you’re petting him just right. His tail would be echoing the ground right now if he was in his hybrid form.

[cumchiato]

୨୧ — You were drooling, eyes rolling back as you dug your nails into his shoulders trying to slow Valko down. Useless. Your legs wrapped around his waist, heels digging into his lower back as he drove into you, his name falling from your lips like a prayer between desperate pants.

“V-Val- hhahh- Val-ko- s'too- m'gonna- too m-much-“

Words? What were those? Your brain had turned to mush about three orgasms ago.

A whimper caught in your throat. Tears pricked at your lashes at the stretch, at being so fucking full, like he'd shoved your organs aside to make room.

“Hah-“ His voice broke, and you could feel every muscle in his body trembling, fighting something feral as his tail lashed wildly behind him. “Tryna be gentle but you-“

He fucked you like a beast anyway. Forehead pressed to yours, ears flat against his head, panting into your mouth. Your slick made the filthiest sounds every time he thrust home and when his teeth found your neck hard enough to break skin, the noise you made had his rhythm stuttering.

“Sorry- ngh- didn't mean-“ But he didn't stop. Couldn't.

His hand slid under your back, arching you up into him. The other pinned your wrist to the mattress. Blood smeared across your throat from his lips.

“That's it, that’s my good girl-“ Completely gone. Ruined.

You came screaming and do you think that made him slow down? Fuck no. He didn't slow down even a little.

“Again.” Barely a whisper. Begging. Pleading for just one more scream from those pretty lips…

“Valko- can't- no more-“

His ears drooped, this wounded little sound in his chest, “I know babe, m'sorry-“ His hips snapped forward anyway, “what’s a pup supposed to do? You just feel so good- cant- shit- can’t stop-“

Your cunt was a sloppy, ruined mess at this point- syrupy strings of your cum and arousal coating his cock, smearing creamy across your inner thighs. You could feel yourself dripping between your ass, making a puddle beneath you.

Then something big started pressing at your entrance.

You felt it before your sex stupid brain could process it- this thick, swelling pressure at your already stuffed hole. Stretching you wider. Wider. Too wide-

His knot.

It shoved inside with a wet POP and you shrieked, back bowing clean off the mattress, nails carving bleeding trenches down his spine. The sudden fullness -that fat bulge locking him in, plugging you up, pressing against every sensitive nerve- had your vision whiting out again. Your cunt spasmed around him, another orgasm cresting before the last one even finished, milking his knot in desperate fluttering clenches.

“Huh? What happened?” Total confusion. His ears shot up, head tilting, “You alright babe? Did I do something?”

“Your- your fucking knot- fuckfuckfuck-“ you choked out.

“What?” He blinked down at you, all golden puppy eyes while his monster sized knot split you in half, “What's wrong with it?”

“Ser -seriously? Sh’too- It's s’too big-“

“It is?” As he smirks he shifts his weight and you damn near passed out, “seems fine to me?”

You laughed -or sobbed, hard to tell- and it broke into a moan when he rolled his hips experimentally. You grabbed his hand and shoved it down between your bodies, pressing it against the bulge in your lower belly. Obscene. Fucking obscene.

“Valko.”

He looked down. Blinked. His tail started wagging. Actually wagging!

“Oh wow.” Like he'd found something mildly interesting, “That's pretty crazy.”

“YEAH.”

“Does it actually hurt?” He pressed against the bulge with genuine curiosity and your eyes nearly rolled back into your skull. Tail still going.

“Do you- hahh- do you seriously not know- how huge-“

“Dunno, never measured?” He dropped a casual kiss on your forehead, sweet as anything, while his fat fucking knot throbbed like it was trying to reshape your insides. “Always been like this. Annnnd those noises don’t really convince me you’re in pain.”

You were gonna fucking murder him. Right after you finished losing your mind on his cock.

He ground down into you and you came so hard you forgot your own name, pussy clenching around him like a goddamn vice.

“Oh- shit- shit-“ Finally cracking, his voice going high and whiney, “Squeezing me so tight, you’re gonna make me-“

He buried his face in your neck and came with a broken whine, and you felt it- pulse after pulse of hot cum pumping into you, filling you up til your belly rounded out even more. His arms caged you in, tail thumping against the mattress as he bred you full.

“S'good,” he slurred against your throat…

“Valko,” you whimpered, brain leaking out your ears., “M'so full-“

“Mm?” He sounded so pleased with himself.

Still absolutely clueless.

Way later -who even knows how long- he was still on top of you, weight braced on his elbows so he didn't crush you. His knot pulsed lazy and another warm gush filled you up.

“Hey,” he mumbled into your hair, and you could hear the grin in his voice.

“Mm.”

“So...” His fingers walked playfully up your side, making you squirm- which only made you clench around his knot and whimper, “You think my knot's big, huh?”

“Shut up.”

“Nah but like-“ He propped himself up to look at you, smirking, tail swishing, “You were really loud about it. Pretty sure the neighbors know now.”

“I hate you.”

“Mmhm.” He rolled his hips just slightly -enough to make you gasp- and his grin widened. “That why you're still milking my cock right now?”

Your face burned, “I- I can't- it's involuntary-“

“Sure it is.” He pressed a kiss to your cheek, nuzzling, “S'okay baby. I think it's cute how much you love my huge knot.”

“I never said-“

“‘S'so fucking big Valko,'”he mimicked in a breathy voice, and you smacked his chest while he snickered. “'Your knot Valko, oh my god-“

“I do NOT sound like that.”

“You kinda do.” Another lazy grind. Another gush of cum. His eyes glittered. “Wanna hear what else you said? Got real creative toward the end there.”

You shoved at his shoulder uselessly. He didn't budge, just laughed and buried his face in your neck, pressing smiling kisses to your skin.

“M'just teasing, babe” His tail curled around your thigh, “youre cute when you're embarrassed.” He nuzzled the tippy top of your head.

“I'm gonna kill you when your knot finally goes down.”

“Mm, that's fair.” He snuggled closer, entirely unbothered, “Gives me like twenty more minutes to annoy you though.”

His hips shifted again, lazy and deliberate, and the noise you made was mortifying.

His tail wagged harder.

[arkhyy]

AASFJHBCDSCJ he's so kewl looking actually

[pencintaapelll]

What we could have with him 💔Bring Back Valko

[sugarplumpearl]

Alpha!Valko x Reader

Synopsis: Valko takes his jealousy out on you

Warnings: +18(mdni) omegaverse, alpha!valko, jealous!Valko, marking/scenting/knotting, pnv, brief mention of anal, mention of blood, licking wound, nicknames (pup, puppy, good girl), naked female/clothed male trope, lemme know if I missed anything

“Should’ve scented you better.”

Through the overwhelming pleasure conquering every single ability you had to form a single thought, Valko’s voice rang out, breathless and rough.

The sound of skin meeting echoed throughout his at-home office, his hips forcefully causing the fat of your ass to ripple with every thrust. 

The moment the front door shut behind you, his hands made quick work of your clothes, a trail of ripped clothing leading to his den, his frustration preventing him from even making it to the privacy of your shared bedroom before he had you bent over his desk.

“Nearly tore open his throat when I saw his filthy hands touch you.” 

You grimaced at the picture that flashed through your mind. Now was not the time to talk about such gore, but Valko didn’t even seem to flinch, his pace just as unbothered as he was. 

“But I knew you wouldn’t like that. Too soft to even hurt a fly, aren’t ya’, pup?”

Your fingers curled over the edge of the desk, your nodding barely noticeable from all the movement that was going on. You wouldn’t try to speak as Valko could prevent you from forming coherent sentences during moments like this. 

You nearly went cross-eyed, your saliva pooling under your cheek as it spilled from your parted lips as his tip was suddenly bullying your cervix. The bulge at the base of his cock was starting to swell, stretching your poor cunt even further. 

“Such a good, little puppy, coming to me as soon as that wannabe alpha touched you. At the very least I can-ah, fuck…your pussy’s milking the f-fuck outta my cock…” His words caught in his throat when your slick walls clenched around him, a glob of his seed spilling deep inside of you. “Shit, I…I can reward you for being a good girl, yeah?”

“Yes! Yes! Yes!” You spoke the same word like a mantra before catching your breath for a second to say something at least. “…been…so…good, f’you.”

“Yeah, such a good pup for her alpha…touch yourself, play with that pretty pussy, I don’t care. Just make yourself cum before I knot you.”

With a shaky hand, you slowly snuck a hand between your spread legs, your head dropping back onto the desk when your fingers played with your swollen clit. Your eyes fluttered shut and your mouth fell open to allow your moans to fill the warm room. The very sound caused a growl to erupt from deep within Valko’s heaving chest. 

“Atta girl, pup.”

The added pleasure had your juices dripping down your thighs, a creamy ring forming at the base of the alpha’s knot. 

The two of you could tell you were close, thighs shaking and walls fluttering around him, but something was missing.

Squeezing your ass, the fat spilling from between his fingers, he pulled your asscheeks apart. The sight of your untouched, ring of muscle has his tongue licking a canine, a groan coming from him at the thought of finally claiming all of your holes.

Still, you weren’t ready, but that didn’t mean he couldn’t play with it.

Pooling some saliva in his mouth, he allowed it to dribble onto the ring of muscle before spreading it around with his thumb. 

“V-Valko…don’t…”

“Oh, hush now, puppy. I won’t do anything you won’t like, so just relax and cover my dick with your sweet slick.”

A plethora of jumbled-up words slipped past your lips, your body warm and sweaty as the pleasure was becoming too much. Rubbing harsher circles onto your bundle of nerves, you squeaked when your entire body shook as you came. Your juices gushed out of you, down your thighs and onto the wooden floor and Valko’s shoes.

While you were still trembling and calling out to him, Valko came with a growl, his cock nestling deep inside of you as his knot swelled, locking you two together. You felt his weight press you down onto the desk as he curled himself over you, a hand coming to settle onto the back of your neck, his thumb rubbing smooth circles onto the skin.  

The two of you stayed like that for a moment, his spare hand running along the length of your thigh as he cooed, whispering sweet words as you came down from your high.

His refractory period always left you surprised, the beast of a man ready to go after a few minutes. Unfortunately, yours was much slower, but he didn’t mind if it meant he could remain buried inside of you.

With little hurry, he pushed himself off of you.

“With how pretty my puppy is, it’s understandable that there’ll be a few that wish to steal her from me.”

Out of breath and with limbs that felt like jelly, you couldn’t fight Valko as he lifted you off the desk, your naked back meeting his clothed figure as he placed your bare feet onto his shoes. He paid no mind as your added weight caused the leather of his expensive shoes to crease. You were grateful his arms were wrapped around your middle otherwise you would’ve faceplanted back onto the wood before you.

“No matter.” He began, only to pause, licking at the mark on your neck. He hummed at the taste of your blood covering every single taste bud. “I’ve no issue keeping you marked, fucked, and knotted if it means it’ll keep those pricks at bay.” 

[berrylus]

Valko misses you :(

cw:pure fluff, probs ooc but idc he’s pathetic in my eyes, based on my earlier post ima re-format later, but I hope u guys like my silly lil fic of wolf boi Valko

He softly sniffs the air, searching for your scent in the wind. Valko's eyes narrow in concentration as he continues sniffing, sifting through the putrid stenches filling his nose trying to find your sweet comforting scent.

When he latches onto your scent, he's quick to speed towards the direction its coming from, missing you dearly (even if he would never admit it to your face).

His search leads the man to a cafe, where he spots you sitting at one of the tables enjoying a small cup of milk tea.

The pink haired man takes a deep breath, hoping to calm his nerves, and walks towards your table. Noticing the prescence staring down at you, your expression brightens as your eyes recognize the man in front of you.

"Valko, I didn't expect to see you here!" You beam at him.

“O-oh yeah um, I was just in the ar-area and stumbled across this cafe. What a coincidence haha," he (unconvincingly) fake laughs.

Valko mentally slaps himself at the stutter he let out, he definitely made himself a fool in front of you!

You start to ramble about your day, his mind almost going fuzzy at the way your gentle voice fills his ears. Valko was drifting on cloud nine, but was regrettably snapped out of it by his fluffy tail slowly moving upwards, almost as if it was going to start-

His eyes widen slightly in panic, frantically grabbing the pink tail with one hand and yanking the fluff downwards. There was no way Valko could EVER let you see his tail wagging.

The embarrassment would probably kill him. He wants you to think he's a strong macho guy you could depend on, not a pathetic werewolf who's so hopelessly in love with you that he couldn't control his own tail.

Valko winces a bit in pain, but covers it up with an strained smile when you tilt your head in confusion to ask, "Uh Valko, are you doing alright?"

"Oh me? Ye-yeah I'm doing fine," he forces out, stuttering for the second time in this interaction.

God, he's praying to whatever higher being exists that you don't think he's a weirdo right now.

Looking at your watch, you glance back up to Valko. "Sorry to cut our conversation short, I didn't notice the time and I'm running late. It was nice seeing you Valko!" you smile at him, a smile that almost made him pass out, before you turned and walked away.

Valko watches you walk away, blood rushing to his cheeks as he replays the interaction in his head. He couldn't believe that he actually had a conversation with you.

How your eyes shone with light while you spoke to him, how your hair framed your face perfectly, everything. He just saw you, yet he misses you already.

The werewolf is so wrapped up in his thoughts of you he doesn't notice his tail rising again, wagging at the thought of you.

Taglist: @spacekittiesmeow @thewrldx @txtworlddom @violasepals @chaoticbunbunz @lilithkleia

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[kenpisces]

a morning with valko !!

the morning light slips through the blinds, catching the slight dust motes floating in the air, and the first thing you feel is warmth. not just the heat of the blankets, but the heavy, solid weight of valko draped over you like a very large, very clingy blanket.

except he isn’t a blanket. he’s a 6’2” tech chairman with dark circles under his golden eyes and a terrible habit of refusing to sleep. but right now, the evidence of that habit is staring you right in the face.

his head is pillowed on your chest, his dark maroon hair absolutely impossibly messy and his ears twitchy.

you can’t help the giggle that bubbles out of your throat. they’re so fluffy. they look so soft, resting against his head, slightly drooped in his state of half-consciousness. he grumbles something unintelligible, nuzzling his face deeper into the fabric of your shirt.

“mm… wake me up with that sound again,” he mumbles, his voice a deep, gravelly whisper that greets you every morning if you have a chance to see him wake up.

you bring your hands up, tracing the shell of his left ear gently with your fingertip. he shivers, a full-body reaction, and his arms tighten around your waist. “no, no, don’t do that,” he groans, but he’s leaning into your touch like a big puppy starved for affection.

“you’re so cute when you’re sleepy,” you tease, sliding your fingers up to scratch the spot just behind the base of his ear.

his eyes snap open, that sharp, predatory gold staring right at you. “cute?” he echoes, offended and amused all at once. “i am anything but cute.”

“and you’re pouting,” you point out, poking his cheek. “and your ear is still twitching.”

his ears do twitch, betraying him. he glares at you, but there’s no heat in it. instead, he pushes himself up, caging you in with his arms, his face inches from yours. he’s so tall, so broad, that the sheer size of him blocks out the ceiling. it’s a little overwhelming, in the best way.

“you’re asking for it,” he murmurs, his voice dropping an octave. you don’t know what you’re asking for exactly, but it doesn’t seem so bad, especially not after he attacks.

his lips land on your forehead first— a soft, featherlight press that lingers. then he dips down, pressing a kiss to the bridge of your nose, then your left cheek, then your right cheek. each one is quick, playful, leaving trails of warmth.

“valko—” you laugh, squirming beneath him.

he doesn’t stop. he trails a line of wet, sloppy kisses down your jaw, making a loud, ridiculous mwah sound against your chin. “you taste like victory to me,” he announces, kissing the corner of your mouth. “… sweet too.”

“shut up,” you protest weakly, giggling.

“it’s just you, i think,” he says, his smile turning soft. he finally captures your lips, a quick, sweet show of affection, tasting of morning breath and warmth. he pulls back just enough to look at you, his eyes lidded and soft. he nuzzles his nose against yours, his ears perked up and alert now, fully awake.

you reach up, burying your fingers in his hair, and his eyes flutter closed. he practically melts into your touch, letting out a low, happy hum.

“okay,” he whispers against your lips, kissing you again, slower this time, savoring it. he peppers a final kiss to your forehead and rests his chin on your sternum, his big body covering yours entirely, his ears flopping forward adorably. “you win. i’m cute.”

“thank you for admitting it,” you say, scratching behind his ear again.

he nips playfully at your shoulder, a low growl vibrating in his chest that’s more pleasure than threat. “don’t push it, pretty. or i’ll have to spend the rest of the day proving how un-cute i can be.”

his ears twitch again. you don’t say anything, but you don’t need to. he knows you caught him.

he lets out a dramatic sigh, dropping his head onto your shoulder, pressing a soft kiss to the exposed skin of your neck. “fine. but we’re staying here all day. deal with it.”

you wrap your arms around his broad back, squeezing him tight. “deal, puppy.”

alex’s notes: couldn’t help it after seeing all the cute stuff w him