Could I ask for a writing where the reader is similar to that of the forgotten man in deltarune? as in a mysterious figure that shows up at random times, hands an item, but is generally friendly
hell, they could even be an opposite to the spectre in that sense
YO SO ACTUALLY ILYSM RN?!
Characters included: 007n7, Two Time, Noob, Noli, C00lkidd, 1x4, and the SPECTER(?!)
[Forgotten!Reader] x Forsaken!]
(Tw some miss characterized ig—)
Survivors:
To the survivors you were a saint. Someone the Specter couldn’t get rid of and gave free med’s and drinks?! Hell yeah.
007n7:
He was weary of you at first—who wouldn’t be? He saw you a couple times lurking in the corners. Seven swore he was losing it, so he didn’t tell anyone about you. Until the survivors brought it up. Once he realized you were real he became even more weary. Until he was bleeding out and you suddenly appeared——with a med kit. How kind…? Clearly he took it, gave a nod and a thanks then suddenly you were gone. …huh. Sometimes he wishes he could actually speak to you, hoping that maybe there was more to you than just ‘disappearing’. There had to be something more. Or perhaps he was just losing it.
Noob
He was scared of you at first. Thinking you were the ghost of his old friend here to haunt him. Then you suddenly handed him an item…? He swore he was losing it. Though after some reassurance that you were real—he still was weary. Scared that any wrong move and you might pounce. It took him a bit to get used to you. He always said ‘thank you’ after taking one of your items. Once his nerves calmed down a bit he was alright, though your face seemed too familiar to…to G6’s. That was probably because he couldn’t remember his old friend’s face anymore.
Two Time
PRAISE THE SPAWN! At first he thought you were just a hallucination, something he’s always dealt with. Until you weren’t. You were a BLESSING! He was probably the one to accidentally bring you up to the survivors, then was actually shocked they saw you too. So…he sacrifices someone, and yet everyone gets to share? Well at least you were a help! Your appearance didn’t frighten him, in-fact he would appear out of nowhere just like you. Soo…yeah.
Killers:
They couldn’t deny you were a pain. Sure you gave them stuff too but you also helped the survivors.
Tch.
Pick a side.
1x4
Gosh he HATED the idea of you. He constantly felt watched AND you helped the survivors! You couldn’t even give the killers much to help with, therefore he deemed you useless. And your efforts to help by giving him items were…pitiful. Ugh, he wished that you wouldn’t disappear whenever he tried attacking you.
Noli
You were creepy. Even for him. You randomly appeared holding something and this dude just HAD to take a double look. He even looked at the other killers to make sure they were seeing the same thing. During rounds you were a nuisance, giving the survivors medkits & cola’s. He tried talking you out of it but when he blinked you were gone. As if you didn’t exist in the first place. Huh..once again—FREAKY.
C00lkidd
He immediately took you as a playmate. Surprisingly this kid isn’t afraid of ANYTHING. He was so hyped to see you handing him a toy, he mistook you as the Specter before others reassured him you weren’t. But you were very kind ^^!! Sad you couldn’t stay for long though…it sorta upset him.
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The Specter
The bastard itself. He HATED you. He couldn’t kick you out of his game. You gave the survivors an unfair advantage. You were giving the KILLERS stuff they shouldn’t have. Gosh. He really wanted to rip your throat out. No matter how many times he tried searching for you he couldn’t find you. You would just DISAPPEAR. He tried coping with the fact you exist—he really did. It just wouldn’t work. You had to go.
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Hey! Can I get some sub Undertaker smut and aftercare fluff with a femdom s/o? For kinks (if you feel comfortable) some praise/degradation mix, spit kink (Undertaker is always drooling) and watersports (i think he would be into that too 😆)?
A/N: Absolutely I can do this😈. Thank you so much for your request. Not gonna lie this one was hitting me pretty hard and I'm not a femdom what so ever. I added a few more things I hope you don't mind. I hope you enjoy this anon.
My Precious Baby Boy
Femdom Reader x Sub Undertaker
Warnings: 18+ MDNI, Dom/Sub dynamics, names{mistress, ma'am baby boy, baby, man whore[used once], good boy}, spit kink, watersports/squirting, orgasm denial threat/punishment, riding/cowgirl, assumed AFAB reader but no specific parts are mentioned besides Undertaker's so anyone can read, aftercare(fluff). Lmk if I missed anything or need to change anything.
Word Count:~2.2k+
Tonight, was like any other night to people around the neighborhood. That included you and your s/o Undertaker. A few blocks down and around the corner a huge, lonely house sits quiet. Of course, to outsiders its quiet but on the inside some things were about to take place. In your shared room Undertaker was standing there waiting for what is to come. There you stood in the doorway in red bottom heels, fishnet stockings that was half-way up your thighs, wearing a corset piece and holding a flogger in hand. You slowly walked towards him. The clicking of your heels went straight to his ears and cock.
The way you stood in front him with power radiating from you was enough to make him start drooling out the side of his mouth. You let your fingers catch it and put them inside your mouth. Then you stuck your fingers in his mouth which he obediently sucks on. “You are such a good boy aren’t you. Waiting for your mistress to come to you.” You took your fingers out his mouth to let him speak. “Yes, ma’am.” Even though your fingers were still wet you cupped his face in your hand. You walked behind him with his face still in your hand. “Well, a good boy like you deserves an award. Am I right?” He shook his head then the flogger came down on his lower cheeks making his whine. “Use your words. You know better than that.” You whispered in his ear. “Yes mm-ma’am.”
You looked down to see precum dripping from his cock. You chuckled in his ear and moved away from him. Like a lost puppy he turned around to see what you were doing but he knew. You went to get your chair and sat down with your legs over the armrests. He could see you on full display. You motioned your finger for him to get down and crawl to you. He knows the routine but to be told what to do was a turn on for him. He got down on his knees and began to crawl towards you. You can see the hunger and anticipation in his eyes. When you felt his breathe between your legs you held up your hand to stop him. He whined but you gave him a stern look.
“Ah ah ah~.” You said as you wiggled your finger in the air. “I thought you was being a good boy but by the looks of it that is not the case.” You swung the flogger to his back making him moan and whine. “Now be a good boy and wait.” You leaned back and started to play with yourself. He started to drool again wanting to taste your sweet essence. “Wanna have a taste don’t you, you desperate pet.” You said with a little snarl and venom in your voice. “Just look at you. You are practically making a puddle on the floor which you going to clean up right now.” He was so dazed he didn’t hear what you said.
You used the flogger again snapping him out of his little daydream. “I’m not going to repeat myself. Clean up the mess you have made, or you will go the night without anything. Leave you tied up with your cock desperately twitching and aching to cum which will never until the next day. When I feel like you deserve it.” His eyes went wide. When you do that, you really mean when you feel like it. It could be the next evening and you won’t still tend to him. Of course, you don’t torture him for more than a day but it’s one of the punishments you came up with. He crawled back so he can bend over and lick his precum off the floor. “Now there’s a good boy.” You had a smile creep upon your face at the sight of him.
He lifted his head as he was finished with his task. “Good boy now come so you can get your reward this time.” You were still playing with yourself, and he finally put his mouth on you. You moaned at the feeling of his tongue going back and forth. You love it when he gets this desperate. He lifted his mouth off of you and spoke. “Did mistress drink a lot of water today?” You smirked knowing exactly why he asked that question. “Yes, I did baby boy. Now get back to work and maybe something special will happen.”
You leaned back more so he can have more access. You could hear his desperate moans as he licked your entrance and tongue fuck you. Your eyes were rolling to the back your head and you could feel your orgasm coming closer. “That’s it, be the desperate man whore you are. I know you can do better than that.” He was getting frustrated with you, so he pulled you closer to suck harder and finger you. “Yeah yeah, yy-yeah~ that’s what I was waiting for.” You like when he gets frustrated with you but you know he wouldn’t over turn you unless you gave him permission too but that was rare. Dropping the flogger, you gripped his head and tugged on his hair. You can feel your orgasm on the edge as you rode his face. After a few seconds the dam finally broke. You started to squirt on his face and mouth which was trying to catch everything.
“Drink it all, baby boy because this might be the last time for a while before you get another opportunity like this again.” You heard him whine as he drank the last of your juices as much as he could and swallowed. He opened his mouth to show you he did so. “That’s my precious baby boy. You love being good for mistress, don’t you?” “Yes mistress. I love being mistress’s good boy.” You got up off the chair and stood up. “If you are a good boy then get on the bed for me. I think it’s time for another reward.” You look down at his cock to see that his tip was flushed red and precum was slowly sipping out again.
He stood up to get on the bed and laid on his back in the middle of the bed. You started to take your shoes off, but he stopped you. “Can you leave them on? Please mistress~?” How could you deny him with the misery his in voice and his cock twitching in front of you. You climbed on the bed and over his pelvis. You can feel his cock against you, and you could feel him twitching. You didn’t mind since he was staying still. He moved his hands back, so he wasn’t touching you. That was one of the rules, he wouldn’t touch you unless he has permission to do so.
“Who’s a good boy?” He looked at with his blown lust filled eyes. “I am.” You leaned down to his neck and teasingly kissed his neck going up to his ear lobe. “Louder.” He whined. “I am.” You blew in his ear and bit his ear lobe. That made him louder and he started to shake because he wants to be inside you. “Stick it baby~. Stick your horny cock inside me.” You whispered in his ear. He didn’t think twice when he immediately grabbed your hips and push you down on his cock. You grabbed his hands and pinned them above his head. That was the only acceptance to the no touching rule.
You started to bounce on his cock slowly which made him squirm because he wants you to go faster. “Please go fffaster mistress. II-I need you sooo baaad~.” You pretend not to hear him and continued to go slower. He was blushing red in the face, and you could see the tears form on the corner of his eyes. On the inside you wanted to give your precious baby boy what he wants but on the outside you like making him suffer. After a couple more bounces you decided that he had enough torture for now, so you picked up some speed. His half-lidded eyes looked up at you. “Ttthank you.” It came out in stutters, but you heard him. “Don’t thank me just yet. I’m just getting started.”
You raised up until the tip of cock was barely out and then dropped back down on him. He let out a gasp and a moan at the same time. It felt so good to him since he waited so long to be inside you. “How does it feel? Feels good doesn’t it.” You had a sly smirk on your face because you know you are right just by looking at his face. “Yy-yes it feels good. Sooo good.” You let go of his wrists and put your hands on his shoulders. “You can grab me now, but you better hold on tight.” He immediately grabbed onto your hips when you started going faster. The lewd sounds bounced off the walls of the bedroom only to be heard by you and him. You could tell he was getting closer to his orgasm, and you were closer to your second one. “You’re my good boy and no one else’s you got that. I’m the only one for you. The only one to satisfy your little needs. My submissive baby boy and I’m your mistress your one and only mistress.”
His eyes were rolling in the back of his head and so were yours, but you heard him say something. “Yes, mistress I am yours and only yours. You are the only one that can satisfy my needs and I am the only one that can satisfy yours.” Just as you were about to say something in response your orgasm came quicker than you thought. You laid on top of him letting your orgasm take its course. You pulled off of him before he came but you felt him squirt and cum at against you.
You looked at his face and he was sweating with his hair sticking to his face and his green eyes were half way opened. “You are my good boy. You did a great job tonight. I’m proud of you.” He looked into your face and smiled. “Thank you, mistress. I’m glad I can make you happy.” You can see the tiredness in his face. He whined when you started to move so you can get off of him. The sheets below the both of you were soaked.
You thank the heavens you have waterproof sheets. “Come on I’ll run you a nice warm bath like I always do.” He slowly got up and started to wobble. You were by his side to carry him to the bathtub. You ran the warm water, so it filled the tub and added his favorite scented bubble bath in the process. Once the tub was full you set him in so he can relax. He immediately submerged into warmth of the water closing his eyes. “I’ll be back to get in with you okay. I’m going to change the sheets and put some fresh ones on the bed.” He turned his head to sound of your voice and nodded. You smiled and got up to go change the sheets. You put the wet sheets in the washer and went back to the bedroom to put on some fresh sheets. Luckily there were some sheets in the dryer that were still warm so that will be nice for the both of you when the two of you finished bathing.
You went back to the bathroom and took off everything so you can be with him. He hummed at your touch when you started to bathe his body and then he did it to you. You always do aftercare with him, and he loves you for that. Once the both of you felt clean you drained the water and wrapped a towel around him to dry him off. He wanted to dry you off, but you told him to go ahead and pick out something to watch. He giggled happily but it was a little weak because he was getting tired. He walked out the bathroom while you dried yourself off.
You walked out the bathroom and went to put on a simple top and some pants while he put on some shorts. He was already snuggled in bed waiting for you to cuddle him. You pulled back the covers and cuddled close to him when he pressed play on the TV. You turned towards him and asked him a question. “Baby boy are you willing to maybe dominant mistress for a change?” His eyes went wide at the question. Dominating you? He never thought about it. He was hesitant at first, but he knows not to keep you waiting. “Will you be okay with it?” You kissed him and laughed. “Of course, I’ll be fine with it that is why I asked you. Now this is the only time though so don’t let it get to your head.” He smiled and shook his and turned his attention back to the TV. You were watching too but, in your mind, you would love to see how he would do it.
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Type: Writer Request (Requested by @1-king-many-queens)
AU: Original Male AU, Crossover AU, AU Fusion: Prehistoric AU: Bronze Age + Mercenary AU
Fandom: Highschool DxD, Taimanin Series
Theme: Breeding, Mind Break, Sexual Reward
Summary: While Mercenary Issei is fucking Oboro as part of his payment, Igawa Asagi shows up, and offers Issei a better deal. If he fucks, breeds and breaks Oboro then and there, Asagi will not only double what he was payed before, but he will have access to her own body for the rest of his life. It was a deal he could never say no to.
X-xx-X
The mercenary from the Bronze Age, Issei of the Red Dragon Tribe was fucking the evil criminal psychopath with relentless sex drive and intense urge to breed the voluptous criminal psychopath like the fertile breed she was despite her claim otherwise.
This was the scene that Asagi saw when she show up to the current home of her hated arch enemy and the warrior from the begone Bronze Age to see wheter or not the warrior could be enlist to her side if she double up the payment.
"I'll double up whatever she's paying you as well in free access to my body...if you fuck, breed and break the stupid bitch until her mind breaks." Asagi offered her deeal to the brown-haired warrior of the Bronze Age who look at her for a brief moment before he nodded his head/
"Deal." He agreed as he used his boosted gear to enhanced his stamina and strength to break the Oboro with enhanced aggression and lustfulness, the criminal lunatic screamed at the top of her lungs as she exploded with orgasmic look of pleasure warping her pretty, vampiric face, eyes rolled deep into her eyelids as her mind crumble to nothinginess and her womb that was defended by anti-contraception spell was broken and the hot, virile seed immediately impregnated her womb.
Here’s a random question: do I have any practicing Jews following me? I need help for a fic I’m writing.
I’m looking for a short prayer or saying that my Jewish character would say upon seeing that something has turned out OK. The Jewish equivalent of “oh thank god” as it were. Things could have gone horrifically wrong and they did not, so my character says a quick prayer/saying/blessing in thanks. I’d just like to know what that is likely to be so I don’t have to write “he says a quick prayer of thanks under his breath” as a lazy cop out.
If you can help me out then please reply to this post, send me a message or hit up my inbox.
Soulmate au where thor made mistake that jane is his soulmate but it was darcy, his real soulmate. Soulmate au where a quote letter is named in your shoulder. Darcy's letter quote on thor's shoulder is mew mew (thor 2)
Words
AN: Hey Nonnie, thank you to you and the other anon, who sent me another Thor x Darcy request. I've combined the two together for this little piece. Mood board by me, Dividers by @firefly-graphics, beta'd by the dreamteam; @yarnforbrains @christywantspizza @sidepartskinnyjeans
Pairing: Thor x Jane (past), Thor x Darcy
Word Count: 2.1k
CW: Angst and Fluff with a suggestion of seggsy times to come.
One moment Darcy had been happily chatting with Jane and Thor, her and Jane chatting over each other as usual, a cacophony of noise, the next she fell silent as Thor clutched at his shoulder as the words of his soulmate seared into his skin.
Jane rushed over to peer at her boyfriend’s flesh, intrigued as to what had appeared, but her face fell when she saw, her head whipping around to stare at Darcy.
Darcy, who knew what was going to be revealed there, as sure as she knew that the word “Another!” was etched onto her own skin.
“What does it say, my love? What tender words of yours have formed on my skin?”
Jane laughed, but Darcy knew it was false.
“It says “mew-mew”. I’m always saying that, aren’t I Darce?”
The gauntlet had been thrown down. The end that Darcy had foreseen for her and Jane’s friendship, had finally come. She’s known it since the word had appeared on her shoulder those few years ago, when she’d been able to joke and laugh with the strange man from the sky, the man she’d tased unconscious, the man whose butt she’d checked out regularly . Oh, to go back then, with the knowledge of what was to come.
Jane fancied herself in love with Thor, disbelieving of all the soul-mate ‘mumbo-jumbo’, as she called it. “Two people can make a connection and a life-long commitment to each other without the universe marking them up with the other’s favourite phrase.” Jane believed she had that connection with Thor, but now she knew the truth, a truth Darcy had been hiding from her friend for years, hoping that this day would never come, if only she were careful enough.
Darcy and Thor were soulmates. She wore his word and now, because she couldn’t keep her mouth under control, he wore hers. And there was Jane, passing them off as her own, daring Darcy to correct her, to show her up as a liar.
Darcy sighed. She picked up her bag and stood, and in the most jocular voice she could muster said, “Yeah, Jane is always ‘mew-mew’ this and ‘mew-mew’ that. Congratulations, it’s all official. Anyway, I’ll leave you both to it. See ya later.”
How she managed to get out of the café before bursting into tears, she didn’t know. That was the day she lost both her best-friend and her soulmate, all because she didn’t want to hurt anyone or make a scene.
Three years later.
Darcy clip-clopped along in her heeled boots, trying desperately to keep up with Pepper’s long-legged stride.
“What’s it like to be back, Dr Lewis?”
“A lot warmer here, let me tell you, although I did enjoy Banff. Saw a moose.”
“Well I’m glad that you accepted SI’s offer. Our research division is branching out to astrophysics, and you will be a most welcome addition. We’ve heard so much about you, you already feel like one of the family.”
“Really? Well, that’s very nice, Ms. Potts.”
“Pepper, please.”
“Only if you call me Darcy.”
Pepper stopped by the doors to the elevator, Darcy almost crashing into her.
“Deal. Now, I’m going to take you to the lab floor. Dr. Banner is looking forward to meeting you, and although your fields of study are different, you may cross over from time to time. And Bruce is an absolute sweetie, too.”
The elevator zipped up the tall building, and Darcy decided not to look out the glass window, lest her nausea get worse. When the elevator ‘dinged’ and the door opened, Pepper led her out in a massive, open plan, laboratory space. At one of the machines near the front stood a medium height man, with brown curly hair, sprinkled with grey, sticking up in an unruly mess from his head. He crossed the space and grasped Darcy’s hand in both of his, shaking it firmly and making her wobble.
“It’s a pleasure to meet you Dr. Lewis!”
“Likewise, Dr Banner, but it’s Darcy. Dr. Lewis still sounds weird, unless I’m putting down a misogynist.”
Pepper smiled as the two scientists started to techno-speak at each other, realising that she was almost instantly forgotten, which was a good thing in her opinion. It meant that Darcy was going to fit right in.
Two months later, and Darcy was wondering why she hadn’t done this sooner. It wasn’t like this had been the first time SI had offered her a job, but she’d always turned it down before because… well, because of Thor and Jane. She enjoyed working with Bruce. He was a respectful lab partner (okay, there were more than just the two of them in here, but they were the lead scientists), and he was a great sounding board. The work was interesting, pushing the boundaries of known science, and she had all the financial resources she needed.
Darcy had also met some of the other Avengers: Steve, Bucky, Sam, Wanda and Clint. She’d made a brief comment to Bruce about Thor’s absence, to be told he was currently in Asgard. She assumed that Jane was there with him. It sounded like it would be a nice place to visit, and maybe she would, one day.
The days passed, though, in enjoyment of study and discovery. She’d made good friends with Pepper, Tony, Bruce and Rhodey, joining them for drinks every now again.
However, despite all this, she still felt so very lonely; she still returned each night to an empty, albeit messy, apartment. She’d thought about getting a cat for company, but as she’d looked at the desiccated remains of Giles the cactus, she’d realised she wasn’t quite ready for that level of responsibility just yet.
“Mew-mew, Giles, mew-mew.”
Sighing, she picked up her latest failed attempt at keeping something other than herself alive and dropped it in the trash. Well at least she wasn’t miserable all the time, right? That had to count for something.
Another day in the lab. Darcy was concentrating on her work, large cup of coffee by her hand, tongue poking out, as she sorted and manipulated the data on her screen. Bruce was somewhere off, further down the room, Darcy’s station being nearer the door than his. It was a quiet day, and most of the junior scientists had gone out for lunch together.
She looked up, puzzled, as she heard Bruce making his way towards her, his footsteps echoing loudly in the quiet room. He raised his hand, looking at her.
“Hey, I’m glad you could make it.”
Darcy was genuinely confused.
“What do you mean, I’ve been here for the last five hours…” She broke off, sensing a presence behind her. Somehow, she hadn’t noticed the door to the lab opening. She spun on her chair, and it came to a dead stop under the strong grip of a large hand.
Thor looked down at her, his ocean-blue eyes, almost boring into her brown ones.
“Hey Banner, good to see you.” The God of Thunder greeted his friend but didn’t take his eyes off the woman in front of him. “I’m just going to borrow Lady Darcy for a moment. Be back soon.”
Before she could process what was happening, Thor had pulled her up out of her chair by her hand and led her out of the lab. He twisted and turned down the corridors, letting out a sound of triumph as he spied a meeting room. He ushered her in then turned and locked the door behind them.
As the latch clicked, Darcy’s brain seemed to come on-line again.
“What the hell, Thor? I was in the middle of something there.”
The god stalked towards her predatorily, and she backed up instinctively until she was stopped by the meeting table. She gripped the edge behind her like a lifeline, feeling her heartbeat in her chest, and her cheeks flush at the look on his face and how close he was to her.
“It can wait, Darcy.”
She could feel his breath, hot, on her cheek.
“What are you doing here? Don’t you have… um… godly duties to perform or something. And where’s Jane? I haven’t seen her in forever.”
She knew she was rambling, but she couldn’t stop. Thor didn’t answer though, just looked down at her with a determined look on his face. His right hand left the table, gently cupping her cheek for an instant, before drifting down to the buttons on her blouse. Without breaking eye-contact he popped the two top buttons.
“Wh… what? Thor! Stop that!” She slapped at his hand, but he just moved his hand to her shoulder, spinning her around, and pulling at her blouse. She realised too late he was baring the skin on her shoulder, the skin that bore her soulmate word.
“I… I can explain…”
“Shh.” Thor traced his fingers over the lettering, soft and gentle and Darcy trembled under his touch.
“I thought we were friends, Darcy, and yet you kept this from me, you kept ‘us’ from me. Let me believe that Jane was the one, when you knew full well, she wasn’t.”
“She was my friend too. And she wanted you so much and I thought…”
“You thought what?” He almost spat the words, the bitterness in them evident. “You thought that by going along with it, somehow we’d all be happy?”
He spun her back around, gripping her upper arms with his hands.
“Do you know how hard I tried because I thought she was my soulmate? Every time I had a doubt, I pushed it aside. I couldn’t work out why nothing I said appeared on her. Then we got in a fight. We were both shouting and that’s when it came out. She told me that I was childish for believing in soulmates, just like you, and that relationships should be based on other things.”
His eyes became glazed with unshed tears, his voice and posture softening.
“I left that night. Walked away. I believe the universe has a plan for all of us, and she belittled me for that belief. And she belittled you, who were apparently her closest friend until you disappeared from her, and my life. I can’t begin to describe how awful and lonely I felt when you left, Darcy. It was like the sunshine had gone.”
Darcy felt her own tears starting to roll down her cheeks, and she collapsed against his solid chest, his arms moving to embrace her.
“I’m so sorry, I didn’t mean to hurt you.”
“It’s okay; it’s okay, my Sunshine.” His hand stroked her hair as they held each other, letting out their emotions. She breathed in the scent of him, glad that he was wearing regular, normal clothes, instead of his Asgardian garb. The flannel shirt was soft against her face, smelling of that distinct ‘Thor’ smell of ozone, the musky oil he used to condition his beard and something that was a bit like sandalwood.
She wasn’t sure how long she sobbed against him, but as the tears died away Darcy tilted her head up to look at Thor, vaguely aware that her lashes had clumped together and that she’d left some black mascara streaks on his shirt. He cupped her cheek, brushing his thumb over the tear tracks.
“Darcy, my love, my soul-mate. Please, can I kiss you?” His voice was thick and gruff and vulnerable sounding. It was the most beautiful sound in the world to Darcy’s ears.
“Yes. Please.” Her voice was barely louder than a whisper, but it was enough for Thor. He dipped his head, brushing his lips gently over hers, breaking to look at her, to really take in that this was real, before diving back down and kissing her again. Darcy melted into him, not even trying to hold back her feelings, her passion. She swallowed his moans and he did the same in return, one hand still on her face and the other moving from her waist to cup her behind.
Darcy made a little jump, and Thor lifted her at the same time, until her legs were wrapped around his waist, her skirt riding high on her thighs. Thor turned away from the table, pressing her back against the conference room wall and grinding his pelvis against hers, his desire for her more than evident.
“Darcy, I’m not going to lie; I wish to take you upstairs, to my rooms here, and by the time I am done it won’t just be my words etched on your skin, no, I will be etched on your skin. No-one will need to see our shoulders to know that I am yours and you are mine. What say you?
She cocked her head to the side and gave him a bright smile.
Kind of a strange ask, I suppose, given the number of WiPs I already have, but I need a kick to get me into gear. Someone give me a prompt for one of the following Molina characters: Comte de Reynaud, Angel (Maverick), or Ricardo Morales.
Can be a headcanon, full plot bunny, emoji, aesthetic, m/m, m/f, x reader, fluff, smut, angst, whatever. I just need a muse so I can get some momentum going today.
