anon request — mark dating a kryptonian + some nsfw hcs too
( 𝘀𝘄𝗶𝘁𝗰𝗵 ) 𝗠𝗔𝗥𝗞 𝗚. & kryptonian gn!reader
𝘀𝘆𝗻𝗼𝗽𝘀𝗶𝘀. headcanons for mainstream mark with a kryptonian partner. 𝓯𝓻𝓮𝓪𝓴𝔂 alien on alien action...
𝗰𝘄. as requested, there will be a few nsfw hcs (nsfw hcs are highlighted in bold). tried to do a split 50/50 of both sfw and nsfw, somewhat managed.
𝗮/𝗻. imagine it... the two of you just causing mini earthquakes as you're going at it. (small /ref to s7 e7 of smallville). was supposed to be published yesterday but i got caught up with finishing a project... and i also had to add some things ༝༚༝༚
𝗵𝗼𝘄 𝗱𝗶𝗱 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝘁𝘄𝗼 𝗺𝗲𝗲𝘁?
for this concept, i'll interpret your encounter with mark as how clark arrived on earth. (with you crashing onto earth in a foreign spaceship from krypton). cecil would probably send mark over to check the supposed 'meteor' out and surprise surprise... it's an unconscious you.
you'd be laying there somehow unscathed from the crash, your pulse still very much present. mark would loom over you with a puzzled expression like an all too curious cat. you didn't seem to be a threat... but you were undeniably an undiscovered species. so, safe to say he was still on guard.
i'll summarize the rest as best as i can. the gda had captured you, seemingly acquiring green kryptonite in the process—which made you compliant to their experiments. mark overseed their experiments, protesting to cecil about the inhumane nature of subjecting you to so many tests without your consent.
cecil would only then release you after he supposedly finished his studies, but not before ensuring a tracker was implanted inside you. due to your unknown species, the gda was determined to maintain control over you.
after being released from the gda, you would likely be taken in by mark and debbie. cecil figured it would be best if you hung around mark, as he was quite similar to you.
𝙷𝙴𝙰𝙳𝙲𝙰𝙽𝙾𝙽𝚂
much to mark's demise, oliver would be up your butt all the time, constantly asking endless questions about you over dinner. you'd find it amusing, but mark's jaw would subtly flex while keeping a smile plastered on his face. oliver saw you as a cooler big sibling and it made mark jealous (this would eventually lead into monotonous competitions of whose considered better).
you'd spend most of your time around the grayson household, occasionally going on missions with mark if required. you still weren't quite accustomed to human liveliness, but you were learning faster than anticipated thanks to debbie's help. you learned english pretty efficiently, practicing often with the others. one time, oliver taught you a potty word and told you to call mark that said word... he was abruptly scolded by both debbie and mark.
it'd take a while for you and mark to necessarily 'date'. there were a lot of signs that mark was into you. but you, being the naive alien you are, didn't quite understand those hints. things like holding hands—which you thought was a regular custom to humans—and subtle brushes of skin.
i feel at one point, in return for the grayson's helping you understand english better, you'd try and teach them kryptonese. mark would be the first to almost completely give up, while oliver was keen on learning your native tongue. seeing oliver's determination, mark would most definitely challenge oliver to seeing who knows more words in kryptonese. it'd be an endless competition of who knows what.
when you and mark began dating, it was kind of an awkward confession (expected from him). he got you your favorite food here on earth—not too sweet or salty, he knew how sensitive your taste buds were. he actually attempted to confess his feelings before, but when he uttered the one and only "i love you", you didn't quite understand. you assumed he meant in just a friendly way. the first confession was a fail, but the second was a score after you finally learned what type of 'love' he meant.
due to the gda being the only one in possession of kryptonite, you practically are unstoppable on earth. mark would be laying back sipping on one of the milkshakes the two of you got while watching you pummel a villain into the ground.
mark had to stop wearing cologne around you. anything that overshadows his natural scent would irk you. when you hug or kiss, you expect to smell that familiar smell. but, when your senses are attacked by the hints of cologne, you can't help but furrow your brows. you didn't make him entirely stop wearing fragrances, just specifically nothing that dims his natural scent.
sex wasn't something you two urgently wanted to do together. it wasn't something you considered at that. but, when mark first proposed, you were easily convinced since you trusted him—although reluctant. when it was finally time to get down, it'd be full of passion. (in my previous hcs ft mark & a human reader, i stated that he'd insist he be on bottom—for your safety of course. but, since you're a kryptonian in this, he'd most definitely switch between being on top and bottom depending on his mood).
sex with mark involves lots of touching. given you both can feel and hear the barest hint of things, you two love physical touch. your arms are always wrapped around him with your face buried in his neck, nose pressing to his pulse. the first few times you have with each other will be rather gentle and full of fervor.
i can imagine as these special times together turn more into hunger, so does the severity. funnily enough, i think you two would cause mini seismic earthquakes around the neighborhood while going at it. the law enforcement would be called over and you two would just be sitting there looking all too guilty.
one word: teeth. since you two have basically indestructible skin, you occasionally just bite each other's skin while going at it like a bunch of teething puppies. mark's the main culprit, regretfully so. the marks never last, but he obviously doesn't seem to care given he just keeps doing it.
when mark first saw you being affected by red kryptonite, he was shamefully enough turned on. he may or may not have once requested you be in the presence of red kryptonite during sex.
@mayriel