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summary: a stranger helps you ease your flight anxiety in some unorthodox ways.. (sexy time)
cw: afab!reader but i use they/them like twice, smut, they are all strangers except for sylusâs but they arenât that close tbh. voyeurism, theyâre all doing sexual acts on a plane around people. non verbal consent, they all consent to these acts. non!mc reader, reader is absolutely anxious to fly in varying degrees, theyâre all probably ooc and they might not all make sense idc, written at different times and not proof read! use of y/n bc iâm a y/n truther, remember ur roots..
sylus: oral (r receiving), tongue fucking (r receiving), sylus has a private jet (get him).
valko: unprotected sex, creampie (r receiving), biting (r receiving), theyâre a lil gross.
caleb: mutual masturbation, fingering (r receiving), hand job (c receiving).
xavier: hand job (x receiving), cum eating (x & r).
rafayel: dry humping, nipple sucking (r receiving), they like to tease.
wc: sylus 1.2k, zayne 844, valko 914, caleb 876, xavier 893, rafayel 869. in total itâs like 5k i think
yap: whew! first time writing a multi and it was equally fun and stressful. theyâre definitely all kind of the same vibe in some way but thereâs only so much you can do! wrote this with vibes no thoughts. anyway i hope u enjoy and the warnings are listed in the way they appear!
ęŁŕ§ sylus 1.2k
the door closed with a soft click leaving you and business partner, sylus, alone. it was a one sided awkward moment, you weren't super close with him but you also were far from strangers. you were looking into a new business venture and sylus offered to help so now you're on a private jet for the next few hoursâ alone and a little horny. and nervous.
sylus was in his element, glass of red wine swirling in its cup and his legs were spread wide, posture completely relaxed as he rested his head on his hand, sharp eyes boring into you.
"do you intend for this to be a business only trip?"
you looked at him as you pulled your files out of your bag, placing them on the small surface next to your chair. "yes?.." you trailed off, eyebrows furrowed as you continued to pull things out, pen, paper clips, tablet.
"a pity. there's many places i think you'd enjoy during our stay there and i hoped you'd wish to experience them."
"sylus i'm here for information not fun."
he simply hummed and didn't speak more. you took that as a sign and uncapped your pen, pulling a file out and flipping it open and getting to work. you worked for some time in silence, fingers cramping slightly from use that had you flexing them as best as you could. you were about to put pen to paper when the entire jet shook, your hands slapping down onto your files to keep them in place.
your head shot up in surprise and sylus just smirked lazily at you. "nervous?" he drawled, red eyes watching the way you capped your pen and gathered your work with jerky movements.
"nope! just decided work can wait." you said as you tucked the files back into your bag, zipping it up and placing it on the floor for good measure. you took the chance to recline back, finally settling against the extremely comfortable cushions when everything shook again, glasses clinking together.
a soft gasp left your lips, fingers white knuckling the arm rests as you tried to steady your racing heart. sylus let out a deep chuckle, head shaking as a smirk tugged on his lips. "you're sure you're not nervous sweetie? you can be honest i wont judge."
you rolled your eyes at him, gently kicking your shoe against his shin. "i've just never been on a plane before, that's all." your words had his smirk growing deeper, a dangerous glint in his eyes as he looked you up and down. he wasn't bothered by the shaking of the death trap you were in, calloused finger tracing patterns on his arm rest.
he watched you silently freak out, watched your body tense with every rattle, watched how your eyes looked out the window before darting away then repeating the torturous cycle. he sighed, unbuckling his seatbelt and leaning forward into your space.
"what are you doing?"
your eyebrows furrowed when you heard the clink of his seatbelt, hands still gripping the arm rests. sylus leaned his elbows on his knees, eyes boring into yours. "i am going to offer you a solution, a way to calm your nerves."
"i don't feel like drinking right now." you said and he shook his head. sylus dropped onto his knees in front of you, his large hands placed on either side of you- caging you in. "sylus! get up!" your hand smacked at his shoulder but he simply brushed it off.
"it'll be a smoother ride if you aren't so wound up sweetie." his nose nuzzled against your knee and your heart stuttered. you knew what he was offering now and the logical part of your mind losing to the excitement and anxiety coursing through your veins right now.
"and what do you suggest i do to relax, hm?" you questioned and resisted jolting when you felt warm palms on your waist. sylus's fingers teased the band of your pants, only pulling them down when you nodded at him. he moved slow, both your pants and panties sliding down your legs until your entire lower half was bare.
shivering slightly, you slid down a little and spread your legs slowly, unveiling your puffy folds to him. sylus groaned quietly as he eagerly watched you, one hand throwing a leg over his shoulder as the other held the other leg over the arm rest. "does being nervous get you so aroused or is it something else?" he rubbed his nose over your clit. "or someone?"
"shut up and help me relax before i do it myself." you snapped, hand curling into his silvery hair and tugging him against your pussy. he laughed against you, thick tongue darting out and swiping big licks up your folds. "fuck sylus~"
he hummed into you, the fat of his tongue rolling around your clit before he suckles it into his mouth. a loud moan left your lips, your hand slapping quite harshly against your mouth making sylus grunt in displeasure. he pulled your hand away, "don't cover your moans. i want to hear how relaxed i'm making you feel." he stated, diving right back into your folds.
"but- nghh, won't they hear?" you moan out, pushing some of the hair that had fallen into his face back. sylus shook his head, smearing your arousal around his face before repeating with your clit in his mouth. "sy-sylus! i don't wanna make anyone uncomfortable.."
"sweetie i own everything in here, i pay them to do their jobsâ i don't give a fuck about them hearing you." he had pulled off you with a slight growl, eyebrows pulled together as he stared up at you.
his eyes were so intense you found yourself nodding and he stared at you for a little longer. the leg on his shoulder pulled him closer, urging him to resume his help.
his tongue slipped out, the tip teasing your hole before he plunged it as deep as it could go inside you. sylus wriggled the muscle before pulling away, your folds parting around his tongue until just the tip was in.
he made eye contact and winked before ramming his tongue back in, head bobbing as he quite literally fucked you with his tongue.
a squeal escaped your throat, head pressing against the cushion as the man before you ate you out like he was starved. writhing from pleasure, your hips bucked to match his actions, fucking yourself on his tongue as your fingers tightened in his hair. sylus moaned openly, watching you use him for your pleasure as his cock pressed heavy against his pants.
moans tumbled from your mouth as his big nose nudged against your twitching clit, rubbing the bud all around as loud wet noises echoed from between you both. sylus ate you out until your pussy was soaked, sore, and so fucking sensitive, not even caring about your volume or the growing puddle of arousal on the floor.
that band inside you was about to snap, legs twitching and back arching as you held him close, your orgasm washing over you in a strong wave.
sylus swallowed up every last drop you gave him, hair tousled from your fingers and eyes wild. you were almost boneless in your seat, chest heaving as you watched him pull away, pink tongue licking at his lips. "still nervous sweetie?"
ęŁŕ§ zayne 844
it was dark and late, the lights were out and everyone was asleep with eye masks and headphones, snuggled up in their blankets. everyone was asleep but you and the man in the seat next to you. he's had his laptop open since it was allowed, screen slightly dimmed and reflecting in his glasses.
you had barely been able to sleep, too wound up from the absolute anxiety of flying. you were restless in every way possible, unable to sleep or sit still. you've probably changed your position twenty times in the last five minutes. feet coming to rest flat on the seat, you pulled the blanket up, tucking it under your chin as the tv screen in front of you shut off.
a slightly frustrated sigh had your head sapping to the side, catching sight of the man next to you with his glasses off and pinching the bridge of his nose. you shifted once more and his eyes cut to you, halting you immediately. "shit! am i bothering you? i'm sorry."
he gave you a once over, eyes lingering on your lips sending you a small wave of butterflies. "yes. have you never flown before?" he asked quietly, voice sharp yet smooth and methodical. your shaking head had him humming softly when the plane rattled. no one reacted besides you, your hand gripping the arm rest tightly.
his fingers held his laptop still as he watched you. shooting him a sheepish smile you removed your hand and tucked it beneath the blanket, reclining in your seat. the plane rattled some more and you bit your lip to keep from reacting to it, feeling a little silly to be honest.
"an orgasm can help with anxiety if you don't have medication. i believe the bathroom is open."
jaw dropping you stared at the man in disbelief, chest feeling hot at his words. forcing your mouth closed you let a thought roll around before blurting, "you should deal with it then if i'm bothering you so much." the man placed his glasses back on, fingers working to roll up his sleeves before his left hand tapped against the keyboard.
"very well."
his right hand slid under your blanket, cold fingers making you flinch as they grazed your ankle. feeling bold, you grabbed his wrist and guided him inside your pants and â admittedly â soaked panties. two fingers slid down the hair of your mound, stopping at your clit and rubbing slow circles.
a soft sigh left your lips, hand sliding up to lightly grip his forearm. adjusting slightly you had to bite back a yelp when he laid a firm slap against your pussy. "can't sit still even when you're like this." he whispered as he soothed the skin.
those two fingers slid lower, dipping into your arousal and collecting it all before slowly sliding back up. he spread your wetness around before slowlyâ slooowly sliding those fingers inside your pussy. buried to the knuckle he let you adjust to himâ his fingers were long as fuck, pressing deep inside you. after a few seconds you whispered, "you can move."
and he did. chilly fingers pumping in and out of you at a steady pace, his palm pressed firm against your clit. he didn't seem bothered, eyes scanning his screen as if his fingers weren't buried inside of a stranger right now. his fingers were precise, easily mapping out the parts that had you twitching and silencing moans.
your head gently slammed against the headrest, hips bucking slightly when he curled his fingers just right, pressing right up against that sweet spot. "good." his voice was low and praising, like you were doing something right for him. your walls were squeezing him tight, pulsing around his fingers as he fucked them into you harder.
if you strained your ears you could hear the soft slapping of your arousal, lip bitten raw from trying to hold in your moans. "don't fight it." he had leaned closer to you, giving himself more of angle to thrust deeper. his fingers slipped out to smear your wetness against your clit before going back, palm giving a nice friction as your hips bucked into him.
nails digging into his arm, your legs shook, eyes falling shut as you focused on keeping your moans from slipping out. a few more pumps of his fingers and you were cumming, walls squeezing tight and head dropping onto his shoulder to muffle your moans. he worked you through it with ease, only sliding out gently when you squirmed from overstimulation.
you watched with lazy eyes as he slid his hand from beneath your blanketâ fingers glistening from your arousal â before he swiped them along the the bulge of his pants. heat bubbled in your gut as you eyed his very prominent bulge straining against the material of his pants. he adjusted ever so slightly before both of his hands came to the keyboard, flying against the keys as he typed.
"you should go to sleep now, there is still a few more hours left."
ęŁŕ§ valko 914
"hey we met earlier!"
you looked up at the voice next to you and you were greeted with a wide smile and sharp canines. recognition filled your eyes as you put two and two togetherâ this was the very attractive man you had been talking to the whole time you were waiting for your flight to board.
"oh, hey! what a coincidence you're next to me."
you gave him a soft smile and you felt your cheeks warm as he got comfortable. "or maybe it's fate!~" he nudged your shoulder with his and chuckled when you rolled your eyes. ever the talker, you had conversation after conversation with him, hands gesturing as you both spoke.
you continued speaking softly through the flight, squishing close together in the dark cabin. you were mid sentence when you felt it, a terrifying shake and rattle that had you cutting yourself off. the feeling continued, the plane sounding like it was taking heavy hits.
"you okay?" valko asked, eyes filled with concern as he looked into your nervous gaze. his warm hand grabbed yours, thumb rubbing soothing circles onto your skin as he waited for you to reply.
"i'm okay just.. i hate turbulence." you smiled weakly, digging your nails into the seat. he hummed and lifted the arm rest between you, pressing himself against you.
he wrapped an arm around your waist and he held you close, giving you a reassuring smile. "i get that, i used to be suuuper scared of thunderstorms. well, i still get scared of them sometimes." his hand was warm and comforting against you.
"really? a tough guy like you?" you teased, hand coming to rest on his thick thigh. "never would have guessed."
"ha ha." he smirked down at you, golden eyes tracing over every feature. you opened your mouth when the plane shook some more, your hand gripping him for dear life.
"fuck, this is gonna be so annoying." you whined, bumping your head against him. "i need something to distract me until it's over. maybe avatar? i might cry though.. or i can ask that old lady for some drugs, i'm sure she has some in that big ass purse."
valko laughed at your rambling, burying his face in your hair to muffle his sounds. he tugged his hoodie off and placed it over your lap, rolling his shoulders out. "it's so unfair you're so hot." you grumbled, pulling the hoodie over your head.
"hey! you should fuck me!"
a warm hand covered your mouth and you looked up to see his burning gaze. "shhh! don't say that so loud." he scolded with a smile, letting you drag his hand down between your legs.
"whatever, we should fuck cuz then i'll definitely forget that i'm trapped in the air at thousands of feet."
he chuckled softly and unbuckled his seatbelt, thick fingers working his sweats. you followed, lifting slightly to tug your shorts down and he pulled you into his lap, your core pressed right up against his cock. "fuck you're so badâ no panties? did you plan to get fucked?"
giggling you grinded your wet folds against him, feeling just how long and thick he was. "no but i'm not complaining." he grabbed his cock, lining it up before easing you onto it. he was so fucking big, the stretch was a very much welcome burn.
moaning softly, you stilled once he was at the hilt, walls pulsing around him as you adjusted to his size. "you feel so good pretty." his lips kissed across your neck, one hand pressing against your stomach and the other dipping between your legs.
with a soft sigh your hips moved, grinding against him as he pressed right against that sweet spot. your hand reached behind, fingers grabbing at the short hair on his head and head falling back onto him. "godâ why are you so fucking big?"
valko nibbled your ear, two fingers rubbing tight circles against your throbbing clit. "dunno butâ shit, you take me so well, like you were made for me." his words made you clench and bite your lip to keep any moans from escaping.
needing just a little more, you start to bounce, just ever so slightly so he can ram against your sweet spot. he groaned into your ear and you pinched his neck, "be quiet~"
he growled and buried his face against your neck, teeth nipping at the sensitive skin. he held you in place as he planted his feet firmly, thrusting up into your sopping pussy in fast little thrusts. nails digging into his neck, you bit down harder on your lip to stay quiet, his fat cock quickly bringing you close to the edge.
"m'close." you mumbled, walls tightening around him as you bounced harder as best as you could. valko nodded, fingers working your clit as you throbbed around him. you felt the sharp sting of him biting your neck and you snapped, bounces stopping as you came all around him.
you felt him follow, his cum flooding your pussy as he throbbed inside of you. valko whined softly, hand cupping beneath you to catch any stray cum that dribbled out. "g'nna keep you stuffed all flight." he placed sloppy kisses against your cheek.
turning your head, you bit his bottom lip, pulling it before letting go. "is that a promise because i think i'm still scared." you smiled up at him, stomach fluttering at the wild look in his eyes.
ęŁŕ§ caleb 876
the ding of the seatbelt light made you glance at it, fingers already working to tighten the belt against your torso. the flight attendant came over the intercom, informing that you'll be going through turbulence for the time being and to stay seated, as if you'd even think about moving.
"hey.. i'm caleb."
you force your eyes to your left, making eye contact with the (attractive) man sitting next to you. his eyes crinkle slightly from his smile, something like amusement settling on his face. you give him your name and he tests it out.
"sooo, you scared of flying?" he asks. slightly embarrassed you nod, feeling heat creep up your neck. "it's okay! a lot of people are scared to fly." his words were sweet, his eyes even sweeter.
"i don't fly much so it's all new to me." you say making him hum softly. the plane shaking has your breath catching and body tensing, hands white knuckling the belt.
your eyes screw shut as the shaking continues on, the inside sounds like it's breaking apart even if it really isn't. you feel warmth against your arm, a hand grabbing onto yours. "i'm a pilot so i'm used to this," caleb whispers in your ear. "you're fine, turbulence is normal and you're safe."
eyes opening, you meet his gaze once more. his thumb rubbed soothing swipes across your knuckles, your grip loosening slightly, "pretend a coin is in jello, it's stuck right in the middle alll safe and thenâ uh oh! something makes it jiggle, swaying side to side but it's perfectly safe in the middle, it just goes with the flow. that's what planes do."
his words kind of make sense to your anxious mind, visualizing his jello theory. "planes are made for this, turbulence won't knock it down that easy." he squeezes your hand once. you open your mouth when the plane rattles once more, your hand squeezing his tight.
he works his lip between his teeth before looking around. the cabin was dark, extremely dim blue lights lighting up the floor in a path. everyone had their partition up and headphones on, some with eye masks and you swore you heard someone snoring. everyone was asleep.
"i.. i know this is strange but i can help distract you if you'd like?" he says, eyebrows pulled together. glancing at his lips you take a second, looking around yourself before nodding slightly, "yeah.. okay."
caleb drapes his blanket across the two of you, pulling it high on your bodies before pulling you into him. he slides his partition up and stares at you. "you can absolutely punch me if you don't want this." he says before you feel his hand on your thigh.
even though you were nervous you couldn't help but already be a little wet from the attractive man next to you. nodding your consent, caleb's hand creeps up your thigh, fingers slipping under your sweats and panties. biting your lip in anticipation, you lean your head against his shoulder, hand resting on his thigh beneath the blanket.
his cool fingers find your clit, rubbing smooth little circles around the bundle before running down your folds, gathering your slick. he moans quietly against your head, fingers slipping into your aching pussy once you adjust your hips. his fingers already made you feel so full, reaching so deep inside of you in a way you could never reach.
biting your lip, you copy his movements, dipping your own hand into his pants only to be met with his skin. your fingers wrap around his length, the weight heavy and twitching against your palm. he relaxes against his seat, man spreading to give you more room as you begin pumping him, twisting as you reach the tip.
his fingers plunged deep, curling and hitting just right against that sweet spot, palm rubbing against your clit. hips bucking slightly, he uses his arm to push against you, forcing you still. "don't want anyone to catch us.." he whispered in your ear, kissing the skin beneath it.
your hand was wet, slick with his pre and making the glide easier. his cock twitched in your grasp, a soft whimper making you clench around his fingers. you were already so close to the edge from being pent up, pussy fluttering around his fingers as you buried your face against his shoulder.
"g'nna cumâ fuck, want you to cum for me okay?" his lips brushed against your temple and you nodded desperately against his shoulder. hands picking up slightly, you both reached your peak, his body smothering yours against the wall as cum leaked from his tip all over your fingers. you muffled a moan against his shirt, legs closing around his fingers as you squeezed them tight.
chest heaving slightly, caleb pulled away slightly, hazy eyes meeting yours. giving his softening cock one last squeeze, you slipped your hand from his pants, bringing it out from the blanket and eyeing his release on your fingers. he laughed softly and slowly did the same, his own fingers glistening.
he handed you a napkin to clean your fingers off when he leaned in close. "looks like i succeeded in distracting you." he smiled when you realized yeah, he did.
ęŁŕ§ xavier 893
you were about to grab your headphones when the plane suddenly shook, your hands reaching out to stable yourself. leaning back, the plane rattled some more, forcing your anxious hands to grip where they were, one on the seat in front of you and the other on the seat next to you. onlyâŚ
looking to your right you quickly realized that the seat to your right was, in fact, not emptyâ a blonde man with sleepy blue eyes sat there. your jaw dropped slightly before the man adjusted slightly making your eyes look down. your hand was literally gripping his dick right now.
gasping softly you rip your hand away only to put it right back as the plane shakes. the man looks at you, eyes heavy lidded and a soft pink creeping up his neck. "i'm so sorry!" you whisper yelled, moving your hand to grip his thigh instead as you get rattled around.
"it's okay." his voice was soft as his head dropped against the headrest. the man genuinely looked like this could be just a normal, comfortable little car ride. your fingers gripped hard, digging into his quite muscular thigh on accident.
âyou might leave your mark if you dig any harder."
you were unsure how to take his words, he didn't sound upset or anything but the small quirk in his lips had you relaxing. "sorry again, i'm just a super nervous flyer. turbulence always makes my heart race." you informed him for no reason other than to ease your anxious mind.
"a lot of people are nervous flyers so it's nothing to be ashamed about."
nodding at his words, you moved to get your headphones once more when it felt like the plane dropped. your heart fell as you steadied yourself again, hearing the man beside you groan softly. assuming he was jostled too, you looked at him and paused when you took him in.
his cheeks were pink, lip caught between his teeth as he looked at you. "scary huh? i've never felt that before but-" your words were cut off when you felt a twitch beneath your palm. your head snapped down to see that your hand was once again right on top of this mans dick. and it twitched. well, it was getting hard actually.
"okay i've felt that before."
the man smirked at you before shifting, hips thrusting up into your hand making you grab at the bulge. "would you be so kind as to help a stranger with flying anxiety?" you asked quietly, rubbing his cock through his sweats.
"of course, i help civilians all the time."
you looked around before slipping your hand under his sweats, surprised that he had no underwear on. you shot him a look and wrapped your fingers around him, stroking the half hard cock. he felt good in your hand, warm and pulsing so deliciously for you. the man spread his legs wider, tugging his pants slightly to give you more room.
precum dribbled across your fingers so you gathered all you could, coating his cock with his own mess. "you must really really like me." you hummed, jerking him off at a steady pace. the man thrusted his hips up into your hand again.
pulling your hand out, you ignored his soft whine and spat into your palm, holding it beneath his chin for him to do the same.
he made eye contact, blue eyes shining bright as he copied your actions, his pink tongue slipping out slightly. with a smirk and clenched pussy, you tucked your hand back inside his pants and smeared your combined spit around his cock.
his hands gripped the arm rest, cheeks still pink as he stared at you as if daring you to look away. your hand made muted schlick schlick noises as you sped up, twisting around his tip and down, repeating this over and over.
his chest heaved slightly, very quiet moans leaving him only for your ears to hear. your pussy was dripping now, making your panties uncomfortable as you watched him with rapt attention. his cock twitched in your hand, his hips fighting against staying still as his orgasm was rapidly approaching.
"fuck you're so hot like this, all needy for me."
you whispered, leaning closer and he did the same, the heat from your bodies making goosebumps erupt on your skin. you felt him twitching like crazy, his heavy balls tightening as his stomach tensed. he let out a strained moan that had your free hand slapping onto his mouth to shut him up.
his eyes were wide and pleading, head thrown back as you pumped him a few more times before he came, cum shooting out and running down your hand. his chest rose and fell, neck now pink and pupils blown wide as he stared at you. you squeezed the base of his cock, the last little bit of cum dribbling out before you let him go.
you removed your hands from him, making eye contact as you held your cum covered hand up to his lips. his tongue slipped out, lapping up what he could reach, eyes never wavering as he cleaned up his own cum. you pulled your hand away and copied his action, licking up his cum and smirking when you saw him twitch out the corner of your eye.
ęŁŕ§ rafayel 869
the plane had been going through turbulence for half an hour now, a constant shake that had you feeling on edge. your body was starting to cramp from how locked up you had been since it started, too afraid to move for some reason. the crew had been seated for this time but no one seemed to care that they were in a death trap in the sky.
"you're really cramping my nap right now cutie."
the man next to you lifted his eyemask up, eyes taking in your entire being. you side eyed him with a guilty smile, "sorry. just kind of anxious." your words made him scoff lightly. you watched as he pushed the eyemask off and tossed it onto his bag below, his purple hair ruffled from the movement. "sorryâ i didn't mean to disturb you."
he waved you off and leaned on his elbow on the mutual arm rest. "first time flying? or are you just a constantly anxious person." a laugh left you, teeth immediately biting onto the skin to keep from being too loud.
"i've flown before but it doesn't get easier, plus i've never flown alone before so i'm out of my element."
the man hummed and traced patterns onto your hand. "rafayel, frequent solo flyer, single."
your lip quirked up at his words and you shook your head. "y/n, anxious few time flyer, single."
he gave you a dazzling smile as he leaned in, his breath smelled minty and sweet. "what do you usually do to calm down when you're anxious?"
"jerk off."
you groaned softly as the words slipped out, eyes screwing shut as he laughed quietly in your faceâ literally. "well if you're into it i'm pretty sure you can go ahead and do it here." he shrugged. your hands came to your face, hiding the warm skin as you tried not to laugh or die of embarrassment.
"i've never done it on a plane, i usually just blast music until i get a headache and pretend i'm anywhere but here."
rafayel nodded and goosebumps rose on your skin as his finger trailed up your arm. "i've done it before. it's quite⌠exhilarating." his eyes cut to yours, pretty lips pulled into a teasing smile. "i could show you? or help you have an orgasm at the very least."
"yeah? you'd help a stranger all alone overcome their anxiety?" you teased, enjoying the way his pupils grew and the front of his loose pants chub up. "i'd be glad to accept your help rafayel." your lips brushed against each other as you whispered, hand lifting the armrest so there was nothing between you.
he threw his big ass blanket over you both and basically mounted you, hooking your legs around his waist as his face buried itself in your neck. "don't worry cutie, no ones awake right now." he mumbled, placing soft kisses against your skin as he lined himself up with your clothed core. wrapping your arms around his neck, your hips lifted, grazing against his hard bulge.
rafayel responded, grinding his hips down onto you, the thinness of his pants making you feel everything. "can i?" he mumbled, fingers toying with your thin tank top.
humming your consent, he pushed your top up and pulled your bralette down, lips immediately wrapping around your nipple once it was free. biting your lip, you adjusted the blanket with one hand, the other burying itself in his wavy hair.
his hips worked against yours, his clothed cock pressing just right against your pussy. your hand covered your mouth after a moan almost slipped out, head tilting to look at the man between your legs.
rafayel's eyes were half lidded, lips red as he suckled on your puffy nipple, a thin line of drool dripping down his chin. the sight had a soft moan muffling against your hand, your pussy clenching around nothing.
he pulled off with a quiet pop, pressing open mouthed kisses against your sternum on his way to your other nipple. "l-like it cutie? i like when you hump against me." his voice was quiet, breath coming out in puffs against your warmed skin as his hips sped up. you nodded, humping in tandem with him, the hand on your mouth coming to cup his cheek.
rafayel sucked your nipple into his mouth, cheeks hollowing as he grunted softly against you. "fuck- s'good." you whispered and brought your other hand to the nipple he just left, rolling the bud around your fingers. your breath stuttered, hips moving quicker as the band in your stomach came so close to snapping.
rafayel locked eyes with you as his hips dropped harder, the friction catching your clit just right and working it until you were biting back a loud moan. fingers still moving, you watched his eyes flutter shut, hips stuttering before stoping as he whimpered around your nipple.
his cheeks were red, lips puffy when he finally pulled away and lifted himself to be face to face with you. you pulled your top down lazily, one hand rubbing along his neck and chest, feeling the warm skin. "i think the turbulence is over now."Â you smiled up at him.
i hope u made it to the end. u deserve an ice cream if u did
summary: having to scruff your boyfriend when he gets excited
cw: none just very very lightly suggestive at the end
wc: 664
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your boyfriend was easily excitable. always running around, tossing something back and forth while he lounged about, legs bouncing when he sat for too long, eyes flickering around at every little movement that caught his attention.
and normally it didn't bother you, it never has because that was just him and you loved him. but sometimes, sometimes it got a little too much. sometimes you just needed five minutes to yourself when you got home from a long day but he would immediately start rambling about his day, what his cousin did, the squirrel he swore stole his lunch.
you always communicated with him when you needed a moment and he took it with grace, nuzzling into your side and rubbing your back while you laid on top of him with your eyes closed. it was something you learned and built together, your own little habits and routine.
but that didn't mean other people didn't feel overwhelmed by valko.
you were at a kickback hosted by one of his cousins. the mood was light and friendly, kids screaming as they played in sprinklers and the low rumble of the older folk. you were chatting with his sisters, swapping stories when you heard his loud laughâ the one that said he was getting a little too into a story.
your eyes cut to him, easily finding him among the crowd. he was sitting with some people you haven't seen before and they all had that look on their faces. you dismissed yourself with a light laugh, making your way across the backyard and smiling at friends who called out to you.
coming to a stop behind valko had him reaching an arm out, hooking onto your waist and dragging you into him. you gave a polite smile to the people across from him and ruffled his hair. "whatcha talkin about?"
he gave you his wide lopsided grin, free hand moving in the air as he filled you in. you nodded along, scratching the short hair on his head and looked at the guests out the corner of your eye. they looked like they wanted to be anywhere but here, not in a mean way but in a way that told you they got sucked into a conversation they didn't know how to get out of.
"and then- then she wiped out! fell so hard she kicked up dirt and i swore i saw some go in her mouth! isn't that funny to-"
"ko, honey."
but he just kept going on and on, mouth running a mile a minute and stories mixing. your hand came to the back of his neck, palm covering the warm skin and you squeezed. he stuttered over his words, hand flexing against your waist as you held him firmly yet gentle.
you squeezed again and he relaxed into you, head plopping against your stomach as his mouth finally closed. turning to the guests, you spoke, "i think they just put out some more hotdogs if you didn't get any earlier." and nodded your head in the direction.
they smiled gratefully and took their escape making you laugh softly. valko was still limp against you, eyes shut as he breathed you in. "got too excited didn't i?"
hand moving from his neck to shoulders you rubbed soothing circles. "juuuust a little." he smiled against you before pulling away and blinking up at you with lazy eyes. "but you did good."
plopping into his lap, you nuzzled your faces together. "yeah? think they'll come back around?" he questions, accepting your nuzzles.
"probably, you're like a magnet."
"what ever that means."
you just giggled and pushed your finger against his nose softly. valko pressed you tighter against him and you felt itâ valko junior. "valko!" you hissed, slapping at his chest. he laughed and held you in place with a firm grip.
"it was kind of hot what you did to shut me up⌠might have to have you do it in the bedroom."
valko gettinf deleted is devastating for numerous reasons but one i've not seen be talked about yet is the community. i've not seen the lads community, specifically ladsblr, come together like this in soo long. it brought players, readers, and writers back from hiatuses and even just deleting the game.
ive seen moots writing for him that i've not seen in forever!!!! the boost that valko has given the fandom and writers was insane. i genuinely can't think of a time in the fandom when we all came together (positively) like thatâšď¸âšď¸and they took it from us
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i love valko. if you arenât interested in him then this isnât the place for you and i doubt my friends blogs are
heâs dear to me and a lot of other people and i will continue to write for him because iâm allowed. this was truly a shitty thing of them to do and i have many thoughts and feelings but thatâll be updated later
summary: catching your boyfriend valko in a very vulnerable position.. (shakin his booty)
cw: valkoâs naked and you call his penis junior but thatâs it, not proof read
wc: 794
yap: i love valko @valkyrhii
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you were greeted with the loud thump of music once you got to your apartment. quickly getting in and hastily kicking your shoes off, your ears searched the empty living room. the music was coming from your bedroom, the only tell that someone was there was the shoes by the door and a skewed throw pillow.
padding your way through the apartment you slowed once the door of your bedroom in view, cracked and tempting you. the music grew louder as you gently pushed it open, your eyes widening at the sight before you.
in the middle of your room was your boyfriend valko, skin flushed and hair damp from an apparent shower. he was dancing around the room, voice loud as he sang along to the music filtering through the speaker. stifling a laugh you leaned against the doorframe, simply watching him and waiting for him to notice your presence.
only he didn't notice. maybe he was too caught up in his performance or too smothered in your scent but he never once turned toward you or called out. content with your show you kept silent, taking in the great expanse of his muscular back.
his hands ran down his body sensually before grabbing at his towel and pulling it off, swinging it around before tossing it onto a chair. his bare ass was on display and you had to slap a hand over your mouth to keep from laughing out loud. it was a familiar sight but it was different when you catch your boyfriend in a vulnerable moment.
his hair flopped around as he tossed his head back and forth, fully acting and mumbling the guitar riffs. his back flexed with movement, bopping and bouncing along to the choreography he was making up.
his hips shook side to side in a tight shimmyâ and yeah, his ass did jiggle when he did it. he surprisingly hit a very good high note when he spun around, confidence oozing out of him and hand brought to his mouth as a mic when he let out the loudest shriek you've ever heard.
"dear lordâ what the fuck!"
your hand covered your ear at his volume but you burst out laughing, stomach tightening as you watched him stutter.
"pretty! when did you get back?! i didn't hear you come home!"
he was still naked, valko junior swings heavily as he threw his hand down from his mouth. too busy laughing to answer, your hands just motioned nonsense in front of you, you're not even sure you knew what you meant.
remembering what he was lacking, his hands shot out and covered his chest and dick, a soft gasp leaving him. the action had you doubling over, knees wobbling as your laughter almost took you out. "okay stop laughing at me!" he whined.
forcing yourself to stop you took in gasps of air, shaky fingers wiping at the tears that streamed down your face. holding onto the doorframe for support, you came upright and fanned your face, staring at your boyfriend.
his lips were pursed into a pout and he had dropped his hands, quickly over his bout of embarrassment. "i didn't know you could move like that." you teased, feet carrying you into the room and closer.
"i got more where that came from." he scoffed, shoulders shrugging as if it was no big deal. his hands immediately grabbed your hips once you were close enough, pulling you flush against him and letting his warmth seep into you.
"i bet you do~" you smiled, fingers scratching at the short hair on his head. a rumble left his chest, head pushing against your hands and you felt something twitch against you.
"i think juniors getting excited." you murmured, watching his brows furrow in confusion. you nodded your head down between you and his lips curled into that awkward smile you loved. he placed a quick smooch to your hair and detached from you, turning to look through the drawers.
you couldn't help yourself, your hand came down on his plump booty, hitting the flesh with a loud smack. valko growled playfully, head turning to show his teeth bared in a snarl. copying his snarl you squeezed the cheek before jumping onto the bed, eyes following him as he clumsily pulled his clothes on.
"y'know," you started, fingers twisting the blanket beneath you. "my favorite part was seeing you shake your cute little butt." hearing his loud groan had you laughing again but you weren't done.
"i also enjoyed that high note you did like, i'm actually surprised you hit that-"
your words were cut off when he launched himself onto you, smothering you in his muscles and hands tickling your sides as you begged for mercy.
warnings: implied choking (mc to valko (he likes it)), slapping (mc to valko, sparring, f!reader, not edited
you never understood how when sparring with valko you'd win. you'd seem him fight enemies countless times, and each time he easily grasped the upper hand.
but when it came to you, he fell into a more submissive role, almost like he wasn't giving it his all... you hated it. you didn't need him to give you a handicap, you were perfectly capable of fighting him at his full strength!
your frustration finally bubbled over an hour into another sparring session. you swept at his feet when he was stepping back, sending him off balance and falling to the floor. his fall was far more dramatic than necessary, though, and you knew he was giving you the win. again.
you growled in frustration, clasping your fingers around his neck and pressing on the front of his throat. "what the hell is wrong with you?! stop pretending to be weak, it makes you look ridiculous!"
valko's brows pull together in confusion and he grips your wrists, pulling them away from his neck. "why are you doing that?"
"you do it to wanderers, what's the difference?" you ask exasperatedly. why does he suddenly care what you do?
"yeah, because i'm aiming to kill them- we're just play fighting." the corner of his mouth tips up in amusement. "you can choke me if you want, just do it properly."
valko puts your hands back on his neck and presses your fingers into the sides of his neck. "see? this doesn't hurt."
he lets go of your hands and lets you try on your own. your eye twitches in annoyance that he suddenlt has the audacity to give you pointers when he doesn't even try to properly fight you.
you squeeze the sides of his neck and get closer to his face, angry. "you think i'm weak, don't you? that's why you're pretending you can't beat me. keep underestimating me and-"
"mmh-" a whimper escapes valko from below you and you see his eyes starting to flutter like he was getting lightheaded.
you pull your hands away and slap his bicep. "i thought you said doing it that way didn't hurt?!"
he clears his throat and looks up at you, his lips lifting in a smile and showing his sharp fangs. "it definitely doesn't hurt."
it wasn't until months later that you finally understood why he was letting you win. valko brought you to a bonfire with his family, and they took turns playing fighting.
you noticed a pattern in all of the sparring. both werewolves seemed to be doing it for fun and often times, the larger of the two would submit to the smaller, letting themselves be pinned down.
your eyebrows wrinkled in confusion. why was this fun to them, and why were the werewolves with the upper hand willingly giving it up?
"ko, why is she letting him win every round?"
valko tilted his head in confusion. "why wouldn't she?"
you scoff. "she's stronger, she should be winning, but instead she's letting him beat her every time. why?"
valko considered this and hummed, pondering it. he'd never reallt considered why his pack did this, he just knew that it was something they did. "it's just for fun, it doesn't really matter who wins or loses. the stronger partner knows that it isn't as fun for the weaker partner if they lose all the time, so... we trade of."
your brows pull together in thought. that... wasn't at all what humans did. they were so concerned with winning that they didn't seem to think of others enjoyment in it at all. sparring was seen as training, not fun.
"is that why you let me win?"
valko smiles and ruffles your hair before pressing a kiss to the top of it, sniffing at your shampoo scent. "yeah, i guess it is. i just wanted you to have fun."
a/n: idk how to end it uhh sorry its so drastic bro
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summary: you really really love your girlfriend sylusâs boobsâŚ
cw: fem!sylus donât like donât read, if you donât like fem!lads then this isnât the blog for you. dove fucking (r receiving), sylus has such big boobs omfg, fingering (s and r), kind of rushed, not proof read, dove fucking is the sexual act of using breasts for pleasure aka vagina against boob
sylus's muffled voice beckons you from the hallway, your bedroom door was open but the bathroom door was closed. making your way into the room, you threw yourself onto the bed, a huff leaving your lips as you stared at the ceiling.
the shower turned off, the sound of the sylus moving about and her shadow behind the door. you had just finished your show, shutting everything down for the night before wandering in search of your girlfriend, hoping for some cuddles.
"you need more shampoo, you're running quite low."
groaning, you flicked your hand in dismissal even though she couldn't see it. "i got that a few months ago and it's already low? you've been using my shit again haven't you?" you yelled so she could hear you, a smile twitching on your lips at the deep rumble of her laughter.
"you wouldn't run out so quickly if you just bought the big bottle like i keep telling you." her voice cleared out as she exited the bathroom.
"it's like $80! and what if i end up hating it right after i buy it? then i'll be down $80 and with a shampoo i hate!"
hearing the pitter patter of barefoot your head turned, eyes immediately zeroing in your naked girlfriends boobs. "i'm not even going to respond to that." she said as she stood in front of the vanity mirror, hands wringing out her short hair.
"whatever you say." you mumble, eyes slowly moving down her body, fingers twitching as you mapped out each curve and bump that graced her body. you didn't even care if you got caught, why would you? sylus was sexy as fuck and she knew it.
sylus draped the towel across the back of the chair and turned around, red eyes taking you in and a small smile on her lips. you had to bite back a groan at the side of her bare mound. slowly making her way towards you, you finally tore your eyes away, meeting hers and sitting up, legs hanging off the bed as you sat straight.
she came to a stop, long arms wrapping around your neck as yours came to her hips, thumbs rubbing circles against the smooth skin. "something you like kitten?" her words were like a purr as her long fingers came to your hair, twirling the strands around as you rested your chin on her stomach.
"mmm yeah.." your lips pressed feather light kisses against her stomach, up and up until you reached her boobs. she leaned down slightly, your kisses moved onward until you were buried between the squishy fat. "love these."
sylus hummed and let you nuzzle into her boobs, enjoying the small little nips you placed around the fat before she gently pulled you away. her skin was still warm from the shower, the natural scent of her body wash making your head spin as her bigger body pressed against yours.
"is that all you love about me hm?"
with a cheeky smile your hands moved, grabbing handfuls of her butt before you landed a harsh slap against one cheek. sylus jerked into you, pupils dilating at the sharp sting on her backside. "'course not, i also love this." you jiggled the globes of her ass before letting them fall back into place, gaze still on hers.
"well, since you love my chest so much.." hands pushed against your shoulders, forcing you back and against the mattress as she crawled on top of you. you followed with ease, slowly crawling back until you were in the middle of the bed, legs automatically spread to fit her weight.
"why don't we have some fun~"
your teeth dug into your lip, eager hands helping sylus strip you of your clothes until you were naked. goosebumps erupted across your skin as you watched her look you up and down, pure lust in her eyes as she took you all in. sylus didn't need to tell you to move you did it on your own, one leg hooking over her shoulder and the other spreading far, baring your leaky cunt to her predatory gaze.
"good girl~ you must be so pent up hmm?" her breath was warm against your skin as she leaned the side your leg was over into you, getting as close to your skin as she could. your hand slid down your body slowly before you felt the slight hair of your cunt against your palm, fingers dipping in ever so slightly into your arousal.
a soft moan escaped your lips as you spread the wetness around, giving your clit tight little circles before removing your hand. the look in sylus's eyes had you clenching around nothing, heat stirring inside your belly. "all of this just because you saw me naked? i'm quite flattered kitten, honestly."
your knee nudged against her. "you should be. i can't help but get turned on when my girlfriend is so fucking sexy." you whined playfully. sylus chuckled and pressed a lazy kiss against your thigh, nose nuzzling into you. "i'm unsure if i should be embarrassed by how easy i am or not."
sylus hummed, teeth biting at the soft skin. "you should never feel embarrassed by that, in fact you should be greedier." you swear she growled that, her intense words sending a shiver down your spine. "i know i am. i want you, all of you in every way you can give me." she slapped a sloppy kiss against you. "you think you're the only one? kitten i'm dripping for you right nowâ can feel it making a mess on my thighs."
sitting up as best as you can, you slid a hand from her shoulder down her back, following the curve of her body as she moved herself in a way you could reach easier. her back arching, your hand continued before you made contact with her cunt, two fingers easily slipping inside with a lewd squelch! the warmth of her heat making your moan mix with hers.
her cunt sucked you in hungrily- no, greedily, folds spreading around the girth of your fingers and being noisy as you pumped your fingers in and out of her. sylus moaned deeply, almost falling forward but catching herself, mouth hovering right above your cunt.
"fuck angel, you sound so good, so needy for me."
sylus mumbled an "uh huh" as you pumped your fingers a few more times before pulling out, immediately spreading them apart to watch her slick connect in thick strands. breathing heavily sylus leaned back, watching as you brought your arousal coated fingers to your cunt and smearing your wetness together.
"you're trouble." sylus groaned with a smirk, licking at your messy fingers before lightly smacking your hand away. you let her, leaning against your elbows as you watched her. she adjusted until her chest was level with your cunt, one big hand coming to grab at her boob, holding it firmly before leaning in. your breath held with anticipation, thighs tensing slightly.
the first contact had your breath escaping in a breathy gasp, jaw hanging open a little. the sensation was strange yet goodâ the point of her nipple brushing against your oversensitive clit, a small yet intriguing pleasure. she moved her boob up and down, your arousal coating her boob and making the smooth skin glossy.
"feels good?" her eyes cut to yours, gauging your reaction. nodding frantically, your soft moans turned louder as she focused her nipple against your clit. somehow the perked but felt good, catching just right onto your clit and rubbing it in circles. your hips started to buck up when they were forced down.
"tsk, you should know better than that kitten. tell me how good it feels."
"yes! feels so good sy~" your lips pursed in a pout and she seemed in thought before letting up, your hips immediately moving to hump against her nipple. she cooed at your eagerness, free hand rubbing against your stomach in soothing rubs. "didn't know this-ngh could feel so good."
sylus watched with a proud look as you took your pleasure, humping against her with soft plap plap plaps. sweat gathered across your hairline, thighs tense to aid you on your journey but she knew you'd need more tonight, knew how to get you to cum. a shocked moan ripped through you as your cunt felt a welcome intrusion. much like her, you sucked in her fingers with ease, arousal leaking down her fingers.
"fffuck! curl them, curl-yes! right there!"
your stomach tightened as her long fingers pounded against your sweet spot over and over again. each grind of your hips had you fucking down onto her fingers, keeping her buried to the hilt inside of you. sylus moaned with you, teeth digging into the inside of your thigh making your legs twitch, threatening to close against her.
"doing so good for me kitten, humping me like you're in heat." her fingers sped up to match your hips, helping you desperately chase your impending orgasm. her boob was soaked, glistening and making her cunt tighten around nothing. "go on, cum for me. cum from fucking your girlfriends nipple like the naughty girl you are."
as if hypnotized you found your orgasm crashing down on you, walls clamping down on her fingers and hips stuttering. they struggled to keep their rhythm, one, two sloppy humps before you melted into the mattress. you whined softly as sylus continued pumping her fingers, cunt trying to keep her inside as she slowly pulled her fingers out with a soft noise.
you watched as she brought her fingers into her mouth, bobbing her head as she sucked your release off of them. your hips twitched slightly, hand coming to grab her free one. and then she did something you didn't expectâ with her wet hand she grabbed at the breast she used to fuck you with, lifting the heavy fat up to her mouth andâ
"you're gonna fucking kill me."
her long tongue swirled around her glistening boob, lapping against her own nipple before her plush lips wrapped around it. her eyes were locked onto yours, watching as you squirmed at her actions. you felt more arousal leak from your cunt and down your ass and you sat up. sylus pulled away with a loud pop, nipple puffy and red and shiny from wet.
"taste good kitten."
she smirked at you as she let her boob fall. your other hand moved between her legs and you delivered a swift smack against her cunt, fingers growing wet as her hips pushed against them in surprise. "i don't think it's fair i was the only one who got to cum.." you purred, burying your fingers deep inside of her and lazily thrusting them.
sylus clung to your shoulders, forehead falling against yours and lips brushing together. "y-yeah? what are you going to do about it then?" she panted against your mouth. you sucked her bottom lip before pulling your fingers out, ignoring her quiet groan and urging her to climb higher onto your body. you laid back down, guiding her hips until she was lined up with your boob.
had a dream about sylus and he just tagged along to everything i did and he let me drive and watched with pure love in his eyes as i almost crashed and took us down sketchy roads and almost off a cliff
You hate when Enjin does this. You swing your legs beside his body that leans over the window, a cigarette sticking out between his lips. Even has he inhales the smoke, gently blowing it out his face it in the complete opposite direction of yours.
"Just let me try once, Enjin." You huff, punching him softly in the shoulder. He stands tall, looming over you despite sitting on the window. His thick hand presses on your head, ruffling your hair.
"Don't wanna ruin you, baby. Keep your lungs nice and clean." He pauses, understanding the irony of his words. "Well, as clean as they can be down here." Still, his hands drag down to your hips, pressing his cheekbone against your shoulder.
"You can't make fun of me for not knowing if you're not willing to teach me. Isn't that your whole shtick?" You tease him, running your fingers through his hair. He pulls away to take another hit.
"Fuck are you talkin' about?" He grumbles, chuckling. You narrow your eyes, gesturing to his figure.
"You're a teacher, no?" The mischievous smile on your lips doesn't go unnoticed by him. He nods in reply, cautious. "Then teach me!"
"Fuck no." He waves you off, furrowing his brows. You hop off the windowsill with a huff, your boots smacking against the ground. Even as you shuffle on your feel by his bedroom door, Enjin doesn't turn. Not until you speak again,
"Guess I'll have to go find someone else. Maybe Gris orâ"
"Alright, enough." He rasps, beckoning you back towards him. Giddily you speed back towards his side, arms encasing his waist. You rest your chin on his chest, watching the edges of his eats twinge red.
"Only one hit. If I find you smoking more, I'm never teaching you shit again. Got it?" He points to your forehead, tapping between your brows. You nod enthusiastically, practically jumping for joy. Enjin circles your wrist, pulling you against his side.
"Easy. Come here." His thumb pats your bottom lip, watching as you obediently part your lips. "Good. Just do what I say, okay?" He places one end between your lips, instructing you.
"Alright, suck on it. And hold the air in yr mouth for a minute." You do exactly that, sucking on the tip of the stick. You can feel the smoke floating around your mouth, coating your tongue with the odd taste of nicotine. You hold it there, eyes blinking up at Enjin.
"Breathe it in, baby." He says, watching as you inhale deeply. Instantly, you're cough and hacking, facing away from him. He pats your back, laughing.
"Easy, baby. Goodness. You're gonna die like that." He finds is amusing though, your eagerness to learnâ To be as cool as him. You clutch your chest, Enjin's heavy hand rubbing your upper back.
"You're gonna be okay, doll. Just breathe through it." You're coughing slows down, cheeks flushed with embarrassment. The taste is nasty, you won't lie. You stick out your tongue, making a noise of disgust.
"Why the fuck do you do this shit? It's fucking nasty." You spit out the window. Enjin keeps his hand on your back, enamored with you. He hums softly, shrugging his shoulders.
"Good stress reliever." He watches you stand straight, leaning against his side. His arm slings over your shoulders, leaning down to press a kiss to the top of your head. "Second to your pussy."
"Shut the fuck up." You smack his ass, hearing his gasp from above.
"You did not." He narrows his eyes down at you, yet the edges of his lips curl up. Your eyes widen as you instantly back into the wall. Your hand reaches out to press against his chest.
"Enjin, no!" You shout, already aware that you've accidentally declared war on the older man.
"Come here, baby. Won't hit 'ya too hard." Yet the way he's wiggling his fingers says otherwise. You run out his room with a roaring scream, begging for help.
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how do i get a submissive werewolf to mark me? just edge him until he does!!
wc: 1,441
content: f!reader, reader and valko are both switches? nicknames like puppy, good boy. praising and degrading, fang play, blood, biting, marking, mention of knotting, mention of exhibitionism, he has his ears and tail k, hybrid?? edging, unedited (soz i wrote FAST)
the forest surrounding your village had been riddled with werewolves for as long as youâd been alive. your parents and the elders have always warned you away from them, saying that those who go into the woods at night are either never seen again or are found mangled and half-eaten.
youâd hear the snarls and snaps of their jaws some nights, wondering if they were fighting over a deer or someone stupid enough to wander in there. normally, if it were the latter, youâd hear screams you could never unhear.
werewolves were volatile, possessive, and predatory- they were said to be the most dominant creatures on the earth. so why had this werewolf been submitting to you for months now?
youâre sitting on his lap, his thick cock pressed against your belly leaking pre and staining your thin slip. heâd long since ripped off your pajamas, the fabric somewhere shredded on the ground.
your hand pumps him slowly, torturing him with the pace. he knew better than to do that- how many times had you gotten onto him about ruining your outfits?! you weren't made of money, and your parents were starting to catch on to your clothes all having strange stitching holding them together!
âdid i tell you to stop?â you chastise him, your free hand reaching up to grab his fluffy ear, pulling his head back.
valko whines and looks up at you with golden eyes, eyebrows pulling together. âit feels too good, i got distracted-â
âhm.â you drop the hand that was pumping him. âfine. since you canât handle two things at once, youâll lose your privileges."
âno, please.â he begs, head going back to where you wanted it in the crook of your neck.
his rough tongue licked up and down the column of your neck, lapping at it.
you hum happily, hand instinctively going back to stroking him, faster than before. âgood boyy, see, you know how to listen after all.â
he nods and whimpers, tongue kitten licking the spot where your neck meets your shoulder. the exact spot youâd been begging him to bite for weeks.
maybe if you play your cards right this time, he would finally do it?
âsuch a sweet puppy, aren't you?â you ask, voice low in the way he likes it. you tighten your fingers at his tip, watching as he leaks out and stains your fingers.
though you didnât have much experience with human men, you knew enough to know that werewolves had much larger cocks. you hadnât even let him fuck you yet due to the sheer size of him- you were sure it would break you.
valkoâs fluffy tail wags at your praise. âuh huhh, iâve been so good. waited for you, havenât touched myself in a week- mmh!â he shudders when you slide a finger over his slit.
you nod in approval, scratching behind one of his ears. he leans into the scratching, an eye closing in pleasure.
âiâve almost got you trained then, havenât i? such a strong creature tamed by a human.â you huff out a laugh, hand moving faster as you try to get him close. âhow pathetic. what if the rest of your pack saw you like this?â
valko growled, the sound low and barely there. he knew better than to truly defy you, keeping his annoyance to a minimum. his tongue continued to lick, the roughness scratching at your skin like sandpaper.
you took his silence as an answer, and his panting as a sign that he was close. close enough for you to try once again.
âwanna cum?â
valko nodded and tried to look up at you from his position at your neck, golden eyes glowing slightly and pleading with yours. âplease?â
you shivered at his voice. despite his physical submission to you, his voice always reminded you that he was a dangerous predator. it was deep, not at all like the airy and whiny voices of submissive human men youâd encountered.
maybe thatâs why you were so fond of him- knowing that if he truly wanted to, he could kill you. but he wonât, because youâve got him trained like heâs no more than a stray.
you halt your hand on his cock once more, making him whine and arch his back. âmark me and iâll let you cum.â you purr into his fuzzy ear, biting down on the peak of it.
valko rears back, his face contorting from the blissed out state it was just in to the tense scowl he normally wears when heâs not with you.
âyou know i canât mark you, it wouldnât be safe.â
he tries to back up, but you keep an iron grip on the base of his cock, holding him still. âmarking me is the only way to keep me safe- how stupid are you? your packmates are going to find out about this eventually, do you think theyâll let me live?â
valko doesnât look convinced. he scoffs and shakes his head. âmarking you brings attention to you, right now no one knows you exist. they wonât be happy that i chose a human as my mate, either.â
you raise an eyebrow at his defiance. âhm. fine.â you stand and brush your slip off. âif you canât have a human as your mate, you shouldnât have one as your fuck buddy then either, should y- hey!â
you yelp as valko grabs your wrists and yanks you back down onto his lap. he puts your hand back on his cock, wrapping your fingers around it as he strokes himself over you.
his voice comes out gravely and rough against your skin. âfine. if i mark you, you understand that i have to knot you also?â
you swallow hard and think about it. if you thought his dick would be too big for you, how hard would the knot be to take..?
you clench around nothing at the idea, wetness already seeping through your thin panties. the answer was a no-brainer.
âdeal.â
no sooner than the word left your mouth did valko bite down on the juncture between neck and shoulder. the pain was excruciating, causing you to scream and writhe on his lap.
snarls and howls sounded in the background, no doubt in response to your screaming. normally, youâd be terrified, because having a whole pack hunting you would lead to your death, but you werenât worried.
they couldnât hurt you, not with valkoâs mark on you. the bite left your head fuzzy and your body tingling.
valko was licking your wound over with care, a sound like purring emanating from him. after he deemed it properly cared for, he looked your face over to make sure you were okay.
âdonât pass out on me, puppy.â he teases, hand cradling the back of your head as he smiles.
heâs still moving your hand in time with his on his cock, albeit slower than before.
your eyes zero in on his teeth- more specifically his fangs that are coated in your blood from the bond mark.
without even thinking, you lean forward and lick his fangs, tasting your own metallic blood.
a strangled moan left valko when you did this, unintentionally sending him over the edge. his hips bucked up into the hands you both had around him, cum spurting out in thick streams, landing on both of your chests.
how were you supposed to know that werewolves had sensitive fangs?
once his high wore down, you heard loud footsteps approaching and panicked. âshould we go? what if-â
valko hummed and nuzzled his nose into the mark he left on you. âno, no no, i still have to knot you, remember? now whoâs the one that doesnât listen.â he teases.
you glare at him. if your mind wasnât so fuzzy, youâd put him back in his place. maaaybe you could let him be in charge for onceâŚ
âyouâre not gonna take me somewhere nicer to fuck me?â
valko looks around in confusion. âwhatâs wrong with this?â
you raise an eyebrow at him and tap your hand on the hard dirt you. âuh, maybe that itâs hard and, i donât know, the forest floor?â
valko shrugged and maneuvered you onto your back, crawling over you and pushing one sode of your slip up. âit wonât hurt.â he kisses between your breasts.
âwhat about when your pack shows up? youâre going to let them see me naked?â
valko rubs his thick tip against your soaked panties, tilting his head. âlet them watch. itâs customary for packmates to watch each other mate.â his golden eyes meet yours and he smirks slightly. âyouâll get the full experience.â
a/n: THIS IS MY MAN THIS IS MY MAIN IDCCCC also im prepared for him to be crazy ooc when his content drops lolz. ive never written anything like this before so if i missed tagging smth PLS let me know so i can add it!!
thick moon divider from @uzmacchiato , thin moon divider from @cyberangel-graphics