a/n: hi!! this is my first valentina allegra de fontaine fic, after years of crushing on julia Louis-dreyfus and watching thunderbolts over and over i fear this was inevitable. hopefully she's not too ooc but she definitely is in this fic lol. safe to say my requests for her are wide open
word count: 1.9k
warning(s): implication of insecure!Valentina | slight manipulation and control | top/dom!Valentina | bottom/sub!reader | slight dom/sub dynamic i think | vibrator use (r!receiving) | oral (r!receiving) | clit focus and stimulation | blindfolding | it sounds kinkier than i think i made it | jealous!Valentina | not proof read | not edited | written at 1am when i should be asleep
prompt: after spending a gala glued to someone who is not Valentina, she's out to prove her name is the only one spilling from your lips.
The car was silent as you sat next to Valentina, her gaze focused on the phone in one hand, the other gripping onto your thigh, her only way of acknowledging you. You knew you fucked up tonight and guilt built like bile in your throat.
It was just supposed to be a charity gala, one for donors to bask in the presence of the New Avengers and their sponsor/manager. You had gotten lost in the luxury of the event, laughing with Yelena and ignoring Valentina's stare from across the room. You knew you were pushing her control, her restraint, especially when Yelena wrapped an arm around your waist, bringing you closer to whisper another sly jab about a balding senator in your ear. It was only after you saw how tightly she was holding her chapagne glass, and how Mel was practically begging you with her eyes, that you left Yelena's side to stand next to Val, her arm immediately taking the place of where Yelena's was, nails digging almost painfully over your dress.
You counted the minutes until the car was close to the penthouse, fingers tapping against your thigh. The hand that was gripping you covered your hand, gripping your fingers tightly and holding them still.
"You know I hate when you do that."
She spoke dismissively, not even looking over at you, her words smooth like broken glass. Swallowing, you nodded your silent apology, knowing she probably didn't even see it. The car came to a stop and soon the two of you were heading up the elevator to the penthouse Valentina shared with you. When the elevator stopped and you walked out, Valentina made a beeline for the bar, pouring herself a drink as her eyes finally landed on you. You froze in place, mid taking your shoes off. She raised a singular eyebrow, knowing how her silence unnerved you and basking in it. Her eyes raked up and down, staring at your waist where you let Yelena hold you. Finally, her eyes met yours and she took a sip of her drink before setting it down on the counter with a clink. Her hand curled into a fist before stretching out and she used her head to gesture towards the bedroom.
"You know what to do."
It was clipped and short but it sent relief spiraling down your spine, as short lived as you knew it would be. You didn't run towards the bedroom, though you wanted to, you knew how she wouldn't like your show of desperation, especially not tonight. You walked to the bedroom, hands shaking, thighs trembling, your panties wet with anticipation. You stripped as collected as you could, leaving yourself only in your underwear. You didn't wash your face to take off your makeup, you knew Valentina liked to watch as your tears ruined it. You grabbed the box of toys Valentina prefered to use during punishments, to either make you fall apart over and over or to use on herself and not let you touch or get off at all.
You wondered which version of punishment you would get tonight as you set the box on the bed and knelt next to it. You bowed your head and folded your hands on your thighs and waited for Valentina to come in. When the door opened, you didn't lift your head, you waited to hear her voice. She walked over to the edge of the bed, where you knelt close to the edge and lifted your head up with two of her fingers. Her thumb brushed against your chin, pulling down on your bottom lip.
"Good girl." She whispered, a spark of pride igniting in your chest. She saw the light in your eyes and laughed lightly, though you noted how it held no humor.
"Where was this obedience earlier, hm?" She asked, knowing you wouldn't answer, couldn't answer with her thumb now in your mouth, rubbing your tongue lightly. Her hand left your chin, trailing down to your throat, where she pushed down lightly. You followed the command, falling back against the bed as she crawled on top of you. Her hips straddled yours, and you held back your hands from trying to tug on her dress, which was riding up her thighs. Hope spurred in your chest as she shifted upward, her hand still pressing on your throat. You hoped for her to straddle your face, her thighs caging you in and controlling your air as you took what she gave and as she took what she wanted. But your hope was quelled when she laughed, seemingly reading your mind.
"Darling, in what world do I let you touch me tonight? After making me watch you flirt with her." Valentina's words trailed into a tone of distain as her hand left your throat, much to your disappointment, a small whimper escaping from your lips. You wanted to argue that you weren't flirting, that Yelena was just a friend, that Valentina's jealousy was unfounded. But you remembered how the blonde had wrapped her arm around your waist, how her eyes had trailed down your body, lingering in places Valentina claimed for her eyes only. So you kept your argument to yourself as Valentina shifted, opening the box and trailing her fingers over each toy, making a show of which one she was going to use. Finally she picked one up, along with a blindfold. Your brow furrowed in confusion as she held up the strip of cloth but didn't show you what toy she had grabbed. She cupped your face with her hand, quietly enjoying how you nuzzled into her touch, her thumb brushing against your cheek as she leaned down, capturing your lips with hers, kissing you slow and deep, sucking lightly on your tongue and biting down on your bottom lip, tugging it as she pulled away, drinking in the choked whimper you gave. The blindfold went around your eyes and you lifted your head slightly so she could tie the back, an action that earned you a kiss on the nose.
"I read somewhere if you take away one of the sense, the others are heightened," As she spoke, she trailed what you assumed to be the toy down your body, circling your clothed tits before moving down to your cunt, where she teasingly trailed it through your soaked but covered folds, "I want you to fall apart tonight, amore mio, so much so that you loose yourself in it. I want to see who's name you call out." The last part was a whisper, one laced with the smallest amount of insecurity she would allow you to hear.
She continued dragging the toy over your clothed folds, circling your hole lightly as you felt her breath over your clothed breasts. You felt her free hand go under your back, unclasping your bra before you felt it tug off, a gusp of air the only evidence to the fact she threw it off. Her mouth quickly latched onto one of your tits, tongue laving as you heard a click. The toy started vibrating as she moved it, a surprised moan leaving your mouth. You felt her smirk against your boob before she bit down lightly, enjoying how your chest acted like it wanted to be both closer and farther from her. Then she was gone from your breasts, her breath now hovering over your clothed pussy, joining the light vibrations of the toy. You shifted, trying to get closer to where her mouth was, only for her hand to hold down your hip, keeping you pinned to the bed as she kissed her teeth.
"Ah, ah. You want to be my good girl, yes?" She kissed your hip as she pulled down your underwear, taking it off fully and tossing it to the side. You nodded frantically. She bit down on your hip, and you could feel her shaking her head.
"Words, amore mio."
"Yes! Yes, I want to be good, I want to be good for you, I love-"
Before you could finish your sentence, the toy was entering your sopping wet hole, the vibrations sending shocks of pleasure up your spine as the toy nestled against that spongey spot. You struggled to keep your hips still for Val but you tried to keep them pinned down as her hand trailed against your hip, up to your mound. You felt her pull on the skin above your folds and gasped as the cold air of the room hit your exposed clit.
She wasn't going to- was she? Your mind spiraled before exploding with pleasure as Valentina's mouth covered your clit, hollowing her cheeks and sucking lightly as her tongue rubbed the underside of the sensitive nerve. She started moving the toy in you slightly, grinding it against your g-spot as the vibrations wracked your body. She stayed latched onto your clit, suckling it lightly as her tongue dipped down the rest of your folds, licking your juices from around the toy before flattening against your still exposed clit, allowing you to grind on her tongue. Your moans echoed through the room, bouncing off the walls and taunting you in their pitch. Your hands stayed gripping the sheets but you wished you could be weaving your fingers through Val's hair, holding her where she was.
You felt Valentina's hand holding the vibrator shift and suddenly the vibrations were more intense. She didn't give you time to register it as her lips captured your clit, tugging and sucking like she was drinking from you. It hit you like a wave, the coil that was steadily building in your abdomen snapping. You had no time to warn her, your mouth occupied with your high pitched moans. You finally shot a hand down, grasping for Valentina's wrist where you felt it pressing into your lower stomach. She didn't stop her minstrations as your orgasm came over you, prolonging it and keeping the pleasure intense.
"Val-Valentina," you gasped at as she kept going, every nerve alight on your body. You felt her smile against your cunt, a real one. She kissed your clit lightly, laughing as you jerked away. Finally, after one last suck and thrust of the vibrator, she pulled away, turning the toy off and setting it done before kissing up your body before she met your lips, allowing you to taste yourself on her tongue. She undid your blindfold as she kissed you into the mattress, pulling away so she could see the streaks of your mascara, a proud, soft smile on her lips. Her thigh came in between your legs but didn't put any pressure as she craddled your face and kissed you again. She waited for your breaths to even out, enjoying the dazed and glassy look in your eyes, as her fingers traced your face and your neck, brushing your hair away. When you seemed to be steady, you felt heat rise in your face and Valentina seemed to notice your embarrassment, especially when you tucked your face into the palm of her hand.
"Is my good girl getting shy on me? After soaking my dress and my sheets?"
Her teasing words didn't help and you groaned, her laughter close to your ear as she kissed your cheek.
"You said the right name," she said, almost like she though there was a chance you wouldn't say hers. You lifted your face from her hand, kissing her palm before sending her an exhausted glare.
"Like I would say anything else."
a/n: ok that was kind of terrible and very unholy for my first Valentina fic but oh well i hope you enjoyed!! thank you for reading and i hope to write more for everyone's favorite cia director with manipulative tendencies
after rewatching moon knight plus MoM, i was wondering if anyone has any moon boys/layla x fem!reader smut or wanda maximoff x fem!reader smut requests??
warning(s): |minors and men dni| nipple play (r!receiving); fingering (r!receiving); hela is a soft menace; it's been a while writing wise so i apologize; a short fic
plot: hela is horny and you are there wearing a pj tank top without a bra.
Shivering, you walked into the bedroom, your bare feet cold against the tile floor. The Royal Suite was the epitome of comfort, except when it wasn't. The room easily got cold, making you even more grateful for the collection of furs and blankets your wife keeps on the bed. Hela sat in said bed, patiently waiting for you to return from getting water, something she had grumbled about, not wanting to give up cuddling with you. Her eyes shot up to watch you walk towards the bed, glued to your chest. Confused, you looked down, your face flushing when you saw what she was focused on.
Your nipples were straining against the fabric of your pajama shirt, the light fabric rubbing against your senstives nubs. Biting your lip, you looked through your eyelashes to look at Hela as you brought your fingers up to tweak at the buds. Her gaze sharpened and she beckoned you to the bed with a long, strong finger. Slowly, in a seductive manner, you walked to the bed, crawling onto the bed. Hela lunged out to grab you, using her strength to pull you onto her lap, laughing as she felt the growing wetspot on your pajama shorts. She leaned forward, adjusting the two of you so her mouth hovered over one of your covered tits. Her warm breath made shivers go down your spine in anticipation. Her green eyes looked up to meet yours, a smirk twisting on her lips.
"Do you want something, my darling?" Her tone was teasing but you heard the hint of desperation in her words, she wanted this just as much as you. You felt no need to play hard to get, nodding frantically as you obediantly clasped your hands behind your back, something Hela nodded in approval for.
"Please baby, I need your mouth. Please." Your voice sounded like a bratty whine but it was music to Hela's ears, a sound that gave her the green light. In a second, her mouth was on your nipple, the sudden warmth making your back arch as you tried to get more of your tit inside Hela's heavenly mouth. She chuckled, the vibration causing a small moan to rip from your lips. She extended her tongue, flicking the bud through your top as her other hand twisted the other nipple, enjoying how you both leaned in and away from her touch, already looking so wrecked.
Suddenly, her mouth and her hand were gone, a whimper spilling from you as you bucked your hips in disapproval. Hela merely smiled, reaching behind you to lightly grasp your wrists as she raised your arms into the air. She grabbed the bottom of your top, pulling it over your head. She didn't give you a second to adjust to your breasts being exposed to the cool air before her mouth was once again on your tit, licking and sucking. Instead of playing with the other bud, her hand that wasn't holding onto your waist snuck under your pajama shorts, two fingers rubbing between your folds before hovering over your clit. Her mouth paused for a moment, taking a deep breath. You were confused until her fingers started rubbing tight circles over your clit and her mouth suctioned over your nipple, her tongue flicking the bud through the tunnel of warmth. Your vision tunneled as the two most sensitive parts of your body were played with so perfectly. Your hips bucked against her fingers as she moved her hand on your waist to take the place of the fingers rubbing your clit as you felt two long fingers slip inside your dripping core. Your moan echoed through the walls, ringing like holy music in Hela's ears. She switched over to the nipple that had been abandoned, the way you arched against her made her lips curl into a smile.
It was becoming too much. You were only staying on Hela's lap due to your thighs tightening around hers, your arms still behind your back as both of Hela's hands played with your pussy. Her mouth attacked your breasts and your nipples, ripping moan after moan from your mouth. She leaned away to examine her work, enjoying how swollen and pigmented your tits looked.
"Tempting little minx." She growled before returning to one of her happy places. The other being between your thighs, which she was hopeful to visit this night as well. You cried out as she crooked her fingers against your g-spot, rubbing tantalizingly as her other hand continued to play with your clit, tapping it, she enjoyed how your hips jerked.
"H-Hela, I'm so close," you stuttered out, your vision going blurry as the coil in your stomach tightened and threatened to break. Hela, in response, somehow pulled you closer, her mouth sucking furiously against your tit, tongue laving the swollen nub as she pistoned her fingers inside you, hitting your g-spot like it was a bullseye. The fingers on your clit seperated your folds, her middle finger now solely rubbing the nerve.
Your vision went white as something animalistic ripped from your throat, hips shaking and chest heaving. You felt Hela's hands leave your core to settle on your hips as her mouth, albeit reluctantly, left your breasts, allowing you to collapse against her, resting your head against her shoulder. After a few moments of catching your breath, you laughed weakly.
"I should wear these pajamas more often."
a/n: okay this lowkey sucked but i've had it in my drafts for a hot second and i liked writing it in the momemt (at 3am). thank you for reading! i have better fics in the works dw, requests are open and appreciated! love you lovelies!
1) “You know, you always look so much better when I mark you up.”
2) “You look so good with my hand wrapped around your throat.”
3) “How do you feel about adding another person to the mix?”
4) “You’d better be quiet if you don’t want to get caught.”
5) “You look good all soaking wet.”
6) “Are you sure that’s what you want? I could really hurt you.”
7) “Oh my god you’re so much better than the last person I was with.”
8) “If you’re going to act like a little brat then I’m going to treat you like a little brat.”
9) “I don’t care how good it feels you’d better not cum until I tell you to.”
10) “Look, I’m not into choking but I wouldn’t mind if you grabbed me by the neck every once in a while.”
11) “I bet you think you’re real cute letting them put their hands all over you. We’ll see how cute you look later when I get you home.”
12) “You don’t have to be gentle with me, I don’t break easily.”
13) “Touch yourself for me.”
14) “Do you think you deserve to be punished?”
15) “You take my fingers so well don’t you?”
16) “Shut up and take your pants off.”
17) “When I get home I expect you to be undressed and waiting on all fours for me.”
18) “Are you wearing my shirt?”
19) “Do you need me to finger you first?”
20) “You’d better be quiet or everyone’s going to know what a naughty little slut you are.”
21) “Did I stutter? Do as you’re told!”
22) “Look at you, I’ve only started using my fingers and you’re already shaking.”
23) “I can’t wait to be on my knees for you later.”
24) “Maybe if I punish you it’ll help you remember who you belong to next time.”
25) “Do you want it on your back or would you like to be on your stomach?”
26) “Suck on my fingers and get them nice and wet for me.”
27) “Oh honey, you know, you really shouldn’t tease me.”
28) “If you keep making those sounds I’m not going to be able to stop myself.”
29) “Take it off. Slowly.”
30) “Such a needy little thing, aren’t you?”
31) “Why don’t you go put on something pretty for me?”
32) “Kitten, don’t make me tell you twice.”
33) “Pushing back against my fingers already? How pathetic.”
34) “I love the sounds you make when you come undone.”
35) “Maybe I should get you a collar so you don’t forget who you belong to.”
36) “You’d better watch your fucking mouth.”
37) “Did I say you could stop?”
38) “I need you. Now!”
39) “I’m so sick of your voice. Why don’t you come over here and put your mouth to better use?”
40) “I love the way you look with my fingers inside you.”
41) “You keep acting like a little brat and I’ll take you over my knee right here, I don’t care how many people are watching.”
42) “I guess I’ll just get off all by myself.”
43) “Don’t you want to play with me?
44) "Yes! I mean yes, Sir!”
45) “When we get home I’m cuffing you to the bed and going down on you all night until my jaw is sore.”
46) “Wanna see what I’m wearing underneath all this?”
47) “You deserve a reward for being so good today, what would you like it to be?”
48) “I can’t wait to put bruises all over that pretty skin.”
49) “You look so good on your knees like that.”
50) “I only want to please you.”
51) “Did you touch yourself while I was gone?”
52) “Are you going to be good from now on?”
53) “Is that a tattoo?”
54) “These walls are pretty thick, which means you and I can be as loud as we want.”
55) “Well, since you want to cum so badly, why don’t we see how many times I can make you cum right now.”
56) “Come sit on my face, let me show you how much I missed you.”
57) “I wonder what your girlfriend/boyfriend would do if they knew what you were doing right now.”
58) “Do you know how beautiful you are? It’s truly distracting.”
59) “So desperate for it, aren’t you? Well, if you want it so bad you’d better start taking it.”
60) “Please? I’ll be good, I promise!”
61) “If you don’t change out of those shorts and into some pants I’ll have them around your ankles by lunch time.”
62) “I bet all our neighbors can hear you, I bet they all know what a dirty little slut you are.”
63) “Open your mouth.”
64) “I never knew someone could cum that fast just from a few fingers.”
65) “Pull my hair!”
66) “If you leave the house wearing that then the second you get back home I’m going to bend you over that bed.”
67) “If you want to cum you’d better beg.”
68) “You know I don’t like to be teased.”
69) “Come here, baby, let Mommy/Daddy take care of you.”
70) "Say my name over and over again and, once you think you’ve said it loud enough, scream it. I want the whole neighborhood to know who’s making you feel good.“
71) "I’m gonna fuck you in front of the mirror, I want you to see how pretty you look when you’re spreading your legs for me.”
72) “Maybe I should leave you like this, that way anyone who wanted to use you could have a go with you. Would you like that?”
73) “I wanna fuck you right against the glass so everyone can see how good you take it.”
74) “Wow, I think you’re blushing even redder than the vibrator inside you.”
75) “You know, you look real pretty when you cry.”
76) “I think I like you better with a gag in your mouth.”
77) “Tell me what you like.”
78) “Shh, don’t worry, I’ll take very good care of you.”
79) “Look at you, grinding against everything, you’re really desperate for it. Aren’t you?”
80) “How do you feel about two at once?”
81) “Is that a thong?”
82) “Yeah, that’s it, baby, just like that.”
83) “Aww, poor baby, you want me to take care of it for you?”
84) “I love it when you dress up for me.”
85) “Did you dress up just for me?”
86) “Let me show you what happens to little brats who don’t follow the rules.”
87) “Think you can handle that much?”
88) “Mmm, good morning to you too.”
89) “Just pull the car over!”
90) “What’s wrong? I thought you liked teasing.”
91) “Aww, is my little princess/prince getting shy?”
92) “Come on, take it all on your own like a good little pet.”
93) “It’s okay, honey, you can pull my hair as hard as you want while I’m between your legs.”
94) “Be a good girl/boy and do what I tell you.”
95) “That tickles.”
96) “Were you touching yourself without permission?”
97) “I think you forgot to lock the door, that means anyone could walk right in and see you like this.”
98) “I see the gift I got you fits well.”
99) “You know, there wasn’t a single thing to eat in the kitchen until you walked in.”
100) “Call me selfish, but I don’t ever want anyone else to touch you.”
i have a hela fic queued up and ready for later this week and i just wanted to let everyone know my requests are open! ofc for hela but also agatha harkness, carol danvers, all of the arcane ladies (ESPECIALLY AMBESSA AND SEVIKA), wanda maximoff, natasha romanoff, and kate bishop!
a/n: hi! i tried something new with this fic and it's probably shit but i wrote it and i like it so here it is!! i was thinking about all the crushes i've had (fictional) throughout the years and mystique from the original x-men trilogy was at the top. if you're a comic purist or even a movie purist pls don't come for my throat i just am gay and it's been a hot second since i've read a comic and i haven't had my annual binge of x-men/marvel movies yet. this is for fun and if you don't like it, scroll
word count: 1.3k
warning(s): r is kinda a yapper; r is a mutant but powers aren't really described or powerful; flirt!mystique; i couldn't decide whether to call her mystique or raven so it flip flops for a bit; im really gay guys
pairing(s): mystique x librarian!reader; raven darkholme x librarian!reader
The library was quiet as you shelved a new order of books, humming a song to yourself. It was odd that no one had come in to check out a book, normally you found yourself surrounded by curious students, all desperate to either get the newest edition textbook or just to talk to you. You enjoyed that routine, it made you feel special and wanted. While you were a mutant, you weren’t one of the ‘big’ ones like Professor Xavier or Storm. This job gave you the protection from the humans who would rather see your head on a pike, no matter how mundane your powers were, but it also gave you community. A community that didn’t show up today. Shrugging off your thoughts, you continued restocking, running your fingers gently over the spines of the books, imagining the gilded words floating off and forming what they said. If you didn’t concentrate hard enough that’s where these thoughts would stay, in your imagination.
You hummed as you climbed the ladder up to the top of one of the bookshelves, where the older and more academic books were stored, swaying slightly to the music in your mind. The air in the room shifted slightly as you balanced a stack of books in one hand, the other placing the books in their place, your balance entirely on the soles of your feets. You brushed off the change in the air, thinking it was just a change in the A/C system. A book shifted in your hand, throwing off your balance as you attempted to regain your center. As you focused, your eyes caught on the figure standing in the library doorway, staring at you with a cocked head. You felt every atom in your body jump, startled you leaned backwards, the stack of books tumbling to the floor. Your now free hand grasped the bookshelf, your legs shaking on the ladder as your other hand was placed over your heart.
“Shit, Peter, you can’t do that to me,” you laughed under your breath as you talked to the speedster, slightly unnerved by his stare. He didn’t move or speak, just continued to stare at you. You sent him a weird look, raising an eyebrow before turning back to the shelf to adjust the books that had been thrown off by your clumsiness.
“Are you wanting to check out a book? You still haven’t returned the one from a month ago but since I’m a great friend I extended the loan and oh! I restocked the mini fridge, it’s behind the counter. Though I doubt you need any more energy, I did get the flavor you like and-” You heard a sound in the hallway outside of the library, almost like a muffled scream. Your head shot around to the noise, your eyes catching Peter closing the doors, his body moving with a fluidity that you didn’t associate with the speedster.
“What was that?” You asked, your voice slightly trembling as your mind added up all the slight inconsistencies the day had brought. Something was wrong. “Where is everyone-” You were cut off by your foot sliding off the ladder as you had tried to back up to get a better view of the now closed doors. Your eyes widened as you once again lost balance, but this time you couldn’t catch yourself. As you fell down to the floor, not a far fall but definitely not a friendly one, you swore you saw Peter’s eyes flash yellow as he finally moved, his feet bouncing off the ground to gain more speed. You had a quick thought before you felt arms catch you, wrapping around your waist as the two of you tumbled to the ground. Why didn’t he use his speed? You blinked as you caught the breath that had been knocked out of you, looking down to the arms still clinging to you. Your eyes widened and your body froze at the sight. Blue arms, with slightly raised designs and scales, held you with barely concealed strength.
“Shit.” You whispered, not even trying to struggle out of Mystique’s grip. You weren’t fond of a broken neck or dislocated spine. A laugh sounded behind you, vibrating against your back and echoing in your ear. The arms around you tightened as Mystique moved to sit up, adjusting you so that you now faced her. She stood, now in her true form as she smiled down at you. You just stared, mouth slightly agape. You didn’t move, you knew you wouldn’t win in a fight against Magneto’s right hand. Oh, fuck. Magneto. As if she could see what you were thinking, Mystique smirked, placing her hands on her hips.
“If you take a picture, it’ll last longer.” Her voice wrapped around you, sending shivers down your spine as you slowly stood up, your eyes never leaving her.
Dammit, this is not the time to be a lesbian. Your mind very helpfully provided as you struggled to form words. Mystique stood patiently, too patiently, in front of you, almost as if she knew she had time.
“Why are you here?” You managed to get out, your eyes now flickering around, unable to keep up with her intense gaze. You attempted to think of a plan to escape but alas, you were not a part of the X-men for a reason. Mystique never moved her gaze, she started walking slowly towards you as you walked backwards into the bookshelf.
“Charles called us, he didn’t tell you?” Her voice was slightly mocking, but you couldn’t care less. The professor had called The Brotherhood? To the school of all places? You furrowed your brow, confusion very apparent on your face. The pure innocence in your expression threw Mystique off. She had expected hostility, not curiosity.
“What about the students? The children?” You thought out loud, your words soft yet Mystique still heard them. Her posture grew defensive as she was now standing only inches in front of you.
“We would never hurt them.” Your eyes shot up to meet hers, shaking your head slightly as you brought your hands up in a defensive pose.
“No! No, I meant- did they know? It would be confusing if y’all just walked in, ignoring the history between everyone. Is that why no one has come in today?” Your last question was tinged with hurt, something that was not lost on the woman in front of you. She didn’t respond, only continued to stare at you, her eyes softening as her hands twitched at her side. You froze as she raised her hands to cup your face, lifting your chin so you could see eye to eye.
“Were you lonely?”
You tried not to panic, you really did, but her voice had a new tone to it, one that sent lightning down your spine. Mystique laughed at your expression before her eyes darted down to your lips and the air in the room stilled in anticipation. You were practically holding your breath, unable to name why you wanted someone you had seen as an adversary mere hours before to kiss you. She had started to lean in, her lips about to brush yours when the library doors burst open, the lock clicking and the handles slamming into the wall. Mystique groaned, her hands moving to drape over your shoulders as she leaned her head against the bookshelf, her breath brushing against your ear.
“If it’s alright with you, I believe we need to leave.” The voice of Erik Lehnsherr rang through the air. Mystique huffed, the puff of air trailing down your neck, spreading goosebumps over your skin. Before she leaned back, she whispered in your ear, biting the skin gently, causing a gasp to erupt from your lips.
“See you soon, my little hymnal.”
a/n: I DON'T CARE IF IT WAS BAD I HEALED A PART OF MY YOUNGER SELF. were the characters ooc? yes! let a girl thirst goddamit
update: i'm sorry i haven't been active recently, life hasn't been kind to me. im going to try to get all my requests done and also my wips. i love writing and i can't wait to share more with you all <3
i just want to add a few more characters to my list of people i write for: ambessa medarda, sevika, mel medarda, tywin lannister, and brienne of tarth
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1: Virgin?
2: Shoe size
3: Do you smoke?
4: Do you drink?
5: Do you take drugs?
6: Age you get mistaken for
7: Have tattoos?
8: Want any tattoos?
9: Got any piercings?
10: Want any piercings?
11: Best friend?
12: Relationship status
13: Biggest turn ons
14: Biggest turn offs
15: Favorite movie
16: I’ll love you if
17: Someone you miss
18: Most traumatic experience
19: A fact about your personality
20: What I hate most about myself
21: What I love most about myself
22: What I want to be when I get older
23: My relationship with my sibling(s)
24: My relationship with my parent(s)
25: My idea of a perfect date
26: My biggest pet peeves
27: A description of the girl/boy I like
28: A description of the person I dislike the most
29: A reason I’ve lied to a friend
30: What I hate the most about work/school
31: What your last text message says
32: What words upset me the most
33: What words make me feel the best about myself
34: What I find attractive in women
35: What I find attractive in men
36: Where I would like to live
37: One of my insecurities
38: My childhood career choice
39: My favorite ice cream flavor
40: Who wish I could be
41: Where I want to be right now
42: The last thing I ate
43: Sexiest person that comes to my mind immediately
44: A random fact about anything
