Smokahontas

maleficent x female fae!reader

warnings: *gentle* biting, marking, kissing, slightly suggestive so I’m calling the 18+ warning NO MINORS. *not smut*

notes: soft morning with a biting kink is a great way to begin the middle of the week

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The softest breath left bright, blood red, lips as the young fae perched in maleficent’s lap writhed with need. it was more than a regular day, as it turned out to be.

It was warm, it was an ache of a muscle when stretching high in bed with the prettiest arch contrasting the surrounding fabric and nesting. Maleficent could already feel it, even her own body sensing the change in tempuratre and in the climbing tension.

Her hands were gentle over your body initially, merely caressing your bare skin as you woke under the sunlight, wings cradling the both of you protectively. With a twist of the hips and the coy smile on your face, you’d already turned your head to gaze back at her. You both kissed deeply for what seemed like centuries until burning green eyes overwhelmed you and you were seated, alert and no longer drowsy, in her lap.

You caught her bright gaze in full attention, never shying away from those brilliant green eyes, a smirk tugging at her lips.

“What a sight you are,” her low drawl almost made your ears perk up, and without a doubt increased your heart rate.

Her hands soothed down your naked back, and the sheer heat radiating off of them made you shudder violently in her hold which earned a dark giggle from the fae holding you, her head swooped down and hid itself in your neck, her just holding you, broad wings coming to wrap the two of you into a tighter embrace. “How I’ve come to love having you in my arms. It’s your rightful place, surely.”

Everything she did spurred you on, the feeling of your half naked body pressed into her and feeling the warmth of her, the softness of her feathers against your back, her arms, her mouth so close to your neck, it left you wanting, and she hadn’t done a thing yet.

You were simply enamored by everything she is and were willing to receive anything she’d give.

You shuddered again and preened into her hearing a low grunt, her inhaling against your skin deeply and exhaling with a small groan.

“There’s just something so distinct about you, sweet thing,” she paused and came to inhale again in the same affair against the left of your neck. Every time you twitched or moved she pulled you closer to her body, you were practically flush and she left no room for escape. Not that you could anyways, the large expanse of her beautiful wings enveloping you close to her. “It makes it exceedingly challenging as to not simply,”

She paused, and her eyes locked lowly onto the soft flesh of your shoulder, face smoothing over the smooth skin briefly with another brief inhale, her mouth then opening and biting playfully onto you there. She wasn’t expecting much of a jolt from you, let alone a whimper and a violent shudder once more. Her teeth were sharper at the points of her canines but she’d never pry too deeply into your skin to hurt you, but left with enough pressure to push a pretty mark into your sensitive skin, to raise the skin a light red to match the sweet blush blooming to your beautiful, naked, chest.

She almost melted at the sound, eyes flickering just a touch before, flipping you instantly, your back falling into the miscellaneous nesting of feathers and bedding that were surprisingly soft upon your naked back.

“Though, if it earns reactions from you as such, I have no qualms with biting into you like prey.”

“Maleficent. . .” it was a soft plea, your face was burning red, the blush almost moving down to your chest, but indefinitely leaving a throb between your legs and only drawing you closer to the woman. You were in great need of her, the mere sound of her voice lighting your skin ablaze and the more she talked down to you the closer you wanted her.

She gave you what you wanted, closing in on you slowly, eyes molding over your topless form and that same smirk toying at her lips again as she looked at you.

“So needy on this fine morning,” she pulled you up into her just slightly, your head hanging from between your shoulders and baring soft flesh to the mouth meeting your throat with slow but heated kisses. “Should I not take my time with eating you alive?”

Her tone was low and demeaning before taking a soft nip to your throat, grunting at the soft yelp you let out before biting down just a touch harder once more, releasing you and lathing the slight mark with open mouthed kisses and tentative licks.

“Maleficent, please. . .” it was a breathless plea now, your hands holding tightly to her shoulders as you bared your neck to her mouth that didn’t seem to want to leave there, switching between nipping at you and kissing you. “I ache for you my love. . .”

Tate Langdon🔪