#viktor x black!reader

[w3sternwild]

bath time - viktor

the room is rather steamy, allowing its damp warmth to permeate the tissue of your lungs. 

viktor is already settled in the bath, head tilted back to rest against the tile of the bathroom wall, his adam’s apple punctuated through the pale skin of his neck. his eyes were closed, allowing you to watch him shamelessly as you undressed. 

when you lowered yourself into the water, hissing quietly at the sheer heat pinching your skin, viktor opened one eye to peer over at you, a little smirk curving his lips. the molten copper of his iris fit the warm atmosphere, and you gave him a derisive smile. “you’re trying to cook me alive.” you muttered as you settled, your back resting against the opposite side of the bath. 

he only hummed in response, looking over you with a smile that was somehow both genuine, soft, and also containing a great deal of ravenous longing. you watched him, too: how the hairs at the nape of his neck were dark with damp, his chest, a few moles scattered across it, rising and falling with rhythmic, full breaths. he looked serene, for once, the stress of his work and the ache in his leg momentarily subsided.  

the subtle, almost challenging raise of his eyebrow seemed to magnetise you both, for you moved towards him gently. he shifted to grant you more room as you settled between his legs, back to his chest. his head lowered to press a devoted kiss to your shoulder, then your pulse point, murmuring something against your skin. 

you didn’t bother asking him what it was he said, allowing the sigh to release from your chest at the overwhelming honey-feeling of it all: the heat of the air, your skin, the pressure of his body behind yours — it encased you in a thick layer of love that could never be replicated.

his lips curved into a smile against your temple, inhaling your scent with great pleasure, a contented moan pushing past his lips. he pulled away, reclining back into his original position as you mirrored him against his chest. your hair, which was piled atop your head, a few stray coils escaping across your forehead, tickled viktor’s neck a little, but he didn’t mind. he took one of the longer ones between his fingers, looking over it with endearing inquisitiveness. his obsession with your hair wasn’t childlike. no, it was cultured, worshipping, like it was his only responsibility in this world. he pulled, extending it gently before letting it spring back into the mass of hair. it made him grin every time. 

his eyes ran over your side profile, appreciating every soft curve, every angular line you possessed. he wanted to solve you, this labyrinthine body and its soul that tortured him with all its infinite warmth. looking at you was like looking at all that was good in the world, and he wanted nothing more than to bask in the rays of light you emit so effortlessly. 

[c-nstantine]

Arcane is so hard to watch because half of the time I'm either crying or thirsting over Victor and Sevika especially this season

So true. I am pushing the jesus viktor agenda. Now Sevika could get me pregnant and i'd ask for more. Break my back like a glowstick type stuff.

[theangelicimp]

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[thatwasntverycashmoneyofme]

𝖼𝗋𝖾𝖾𝗉

❥𝗌𝗇𝗂𝗉𝗉𝖾𝗍 : 𝗏𝗂𝗄𝗍𝗈𝗋 𝗅𝗂𝖼𝗁𝗍 𝗂𝗌 𝖺 𝖼𝗋𝖾𝖾𝗉𝗒 𝗉𝖾𝗋𝗏. (𝗌𝗆𝗎𝗍 + 𝖽𝖺𝗋𝗄𝗂𝗌𝗁)

{ 𝗐𝖺𝗋𝗇𝗂𝗇𝗀𝗌 — 𝖻𝗅𝖺𝖼𝗄 𝖼𝗈𝖽𝖾𝖽 𝖿𝖾𝗆𝖺𝗅𝖾 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖽𝖾𝗋, 𝖼𝗋𝖾𝖾𝗉𝗒 𝗏𝗂𝗄𝗍𝗈𝗋 𝖽𝗎𝗁, 𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗅𝗄𝖾𝗋, 𝗆𝖺𝗌𝗍𝗎𝗋𝖻𝖺𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇, 𝗎𝗇𝗌𝗈𝗅𝗂𝖼𝗂𝗍𝖾𝖽 𝗏𝗈𝗒𝖾𝗎𝗋𝗂𝗌𝗆. }

viktor licht is a creepy perv who’d hack your computer to look through your camera on some weirdo shit, like how they be talking bout the fbi person watching you through the phone, yea that’s him.

he hacks all your devices but he loves having access to your computer because it gives him a wide range of visibility to you. and it’s nothing like when you masturbate on your phone, your legs going over the arms of your chair giving him the perfectly full view of your beautiful pussy.

the dark brown outside and strawberry pink inside taking over his thoughts as a drop of your cream was dragged up to your clit with your choice of the night: fingers, vibrator, or a dildo, ogling you and the split screen of the porn you were watching but mostly you as you stimulate yourself.

hearing the wet ‘schlick-ing’ sounds coming from the heaven between your thighs, he pulls out his brown pussy pocket having it on deck, he began fucking into it at the same pace as you, edging himself to keep from cumming prematurely.

he watched your white cream decorate the chair, slick messy between your thighs, he came right after you, as you force your shaking legs to keep open. more of your cream pooling into the chair, a low moan withdrawing from your two tone lips, your mouth in an open pout as your whole body trembled as if you’re in a room of ice.

his cum filled the false pussy, groaning as he pulled out his still throbbing dick leaving a spurt of the watery fluid on the clit of the toy, imagining it was you he bit his lip as a stream of his cum expels from his tip.

・❥・

he comes out of his room the next morning entering the working space to find you sitting with everyone, talking and laughing lightly. his eyes never parting from your frame, reminiscing the events of last night trying not to get hard again as he greets everyone, watching you smile at him and nod in acknowledgment before going back to your conversation.

he watches you talk animatedly with your hands daydreaming about what they could do to him. he goes to sit down feeling his dick pulse, far from you but enough to have a clear uninterrupted view, watching subtly his fist resting underneath his chin, as he wondered what you were gonna do with your pretty pussy tonight.

𝗌𝗉𝖺𝗆 𝗅𝗂𝗄𝖾𝗌, 𝗋𝖾𝖻𝗅𝗈𝗀𝗌 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖼𝗈𝗆𝗆𝖾𝗇𝗍𝗌. 𝖣𝖮𝖭𝖳 𝗌𝗍𝖾𝖺𝗅, 𝖼𝗈𝗉𝗒 𝗈𝗋 𝗉𝗈𝗌𝗍 𝖺𝗇𝗒𝗐𝗁𝖾𝗋𝖾 𝖾𝗅𝗌𝖾. ©𝖼𝗂𝗍𝗒𝗉𝗋𝖾𝗌𝗂𝖽𝖾𝗇𝗍𝗂𝖺𝗅

[c-nstantine]

you know if viktor needed a concubine in his little cult, i'd volunteer!

[thatwasntverycashmoneyofme]

—𝗏𝗂𝗄𝗍𝗈𝗋

`𝘪 𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘺 𝘰𝘯 𝘣𝘰𝘵𝘩 𝘴𝘪𝘥𝘦𝘴? 𝘤𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘪𝘵 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵𝘤𝘩𝘶 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘪 𝘤𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘪𝘵 𝘬𝘦𝘦𝘱𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘮𝘺 𝘰𝘱𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘴 𝘰𝘱𝘦𝘯’

♧↝𝗆𝖺𝗍𝗎𝗋𝖾 ♤↝𝖺𝗇𝗀𝗌𝗍 ♡↝𝖿𝗅𝗎𝖿𝖿 ♢↝𝖽𝖺𝗋𝗄

⁂ 𝖼𝗋𝖾𝖾𝗉

𝗏𝗂𝗄𝗍𝗈𝗋 𝗅𝗂𝖼𝗁𝗍 𝗂𝗌 𝖺 𝖼𝗋𝖾𝖾𝗉𝗒 𝗉𝖾𝗋𝗏. (♧♢)