Hi Iβm Smokey, Iβm 21, I write smut and all things Star Wars, little sprinkle of narcos and some marvel. My requests are open for Star Wars currently.
My Star Wars master list! Welcome! Majority of my content is Star Wars, I also do narcos and marvel. Which you can find here!
Smokeyβs masterlist!
* = Smut
Kylo Ren
Constellations - 1-3, Kylo finds himself bonded to an assassin, and after attempts to get her to join him she finally sways, but only to find out a bigger secret
*Forbidden Fruit - a 10 part serious where Kylo Ren finds himself with General Huxβs wife, only to get her pregnant and soon raise a child with her.
*Interrogation - Kylo Ren captures a girl he thinks is useful, only to find he has the wrong girl, but is that so bad?
Stay still - a very fluffy piece where Kylo tends to the readers wounds
Lay down - part 2 to stay still, Kylo stays true to his word, and later gets better news
Empress - The resistance makes an attack on the first order, injuring (y/n) in the process
*Worlds End - Kylo, realizing how dangerous his mission may be, he makes sure to let (y/n) know how he feels
Bet - Ft. Phoenix and Bubba, as they fight along side (y/n) and accidental expose some of Kyloβs secrets
Remember - when searching a village that Kylo belived rey was in, he found someone more valuable
Balance - ( for now this is just chapter one, I may make itβs own master list later) Avara Skywalker was adopted by Luke skywalker at the age of 4, raised with Ben who became her best friend. After discovering she wasnβt like the other Jedi she decided to leave only to watch the temple crumble and her family and best friend βdieβ, itβs now 10 years later and sheβs reconnected with her king last family.
*Torn at the seams- (plus size reader) - when Kylo can keep his eyes off his best friend things escalate
Poe Dameron
Taking Flight - Part 1 - Part 2 - Part 3 - commander poe Dameron Crashes his plane along with the First order fleet commander, only to find they have much in common
Serious - Poe realizes heβs has feelings for (y/n) after she risks her life on a mission
* Donβt want to run around - Poe and (y/n) have been to busy to see each other and with their time away realize their feelings May not just be platonic
The Mandalorian
Tempestus - Part 1-3, The Ex Mandalorian and friend of Din, Tempestus is found alive after several years of being βdeadβ and now Din has to save her
*Arabella - Dinβs Old partner becomes a bounty, but will he turn her in?
*Knee Socks - Din dwells on his past with Arabella
Counting Stars - Din finds feelings for his new partner, and finally finds a way to express them
The Choice - when Mandoβs partner gets hurt he has to choice either her or the bounty
Anakin Skywalker
* Secret - Part 1 - Part 2 - Anakin takes a liking to Mace Winduβs new Padawan, only to find she has a huge secret
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My Star Wars master list! Welcome! Majority of my content is Star Wars, I also do narcos and marvel. Which you can find here!
Smokeyβs masterlist!
* = Smut
Kylo Ren
Constellations - 1-3, Kylo finds himself bonded to an assassin, and after attempts to get her to join him she finally sways, but only to find out a bigger secret
*Forbidden Fruit - a 10 part serious where Kylo Ren finds himself with General Huxβs wife, only to get her pregnant and soon raise a child with her.
*Interrogation - Kylo Ren captures a girl he thinks is useful, only to find he has the wrong girl, but is that so bad?
Stay still - a very fluffy piece where Kylo tends to the readers wounds
Lay down - part 2 to stay still, Kylo stays true to his word, and later gets better news
Empress - The resistance makes an attack on the first order, injuring (y/n) in the process
*Worlds End - Kylo, realizing how dangerous his mission may be, he makes sure to let (y/n) know how he feels
Bet - Ft. Phoenix and Bubba, as they fight along side (y/n) and accidental expose some of Kyloβs secrets
Remember - when searching a village that Kylo belived rey was in, he found someone more valuable
Balance - ( for now this is just chapter one, I may make itβs own master list later) Avara Skywalker was adopted by Luke skywalker at the age of 4, raised with Ben who became her best friend. After discovering she wasnβt like the other Jedi she decided to leave only to watch the temple crumble and her family and best friend βdieβ, itβs now 10 years later and sheβs reconnected with her king last family.
*Torn at the seams- (plus size reader) - when Kylo can keep his eyes off his best friend things escalate
Poe Dameron
Taking Flight - Part 1 - Part 2 - Part 3 - commander poe Dameron Crashes his plane along with the First order fleet commander, only to find they have much in common
Serious - Poe realizes heβs has feelings for (y/n) after she risks her life on a mission
* Donβt want to run around - Poe and (y/n) have been to busy to see each other and with their time away realize their feelings May not just be platonic
The Mandalorian
Tempestus - Part 1-3, The Ex Mandalorian and friend of Din, Tempestus is found alive after several years of being βdeadβ and now Din has to save her
*Arabella - Dinβs Old partner becomes a bounty, but will he turn her in?
*Knee Socks - Din dwells on his past with Arabella
Counting Stars - Din finds feelings for his new partner, and finally finds a way to express them
The Choice - when Mandoβs partner gets hurt he has to choice either her or the bounty
Anakin Skywalker
* Secret - Part 1 - Part 2 - Anakin takes a liking to Mace Winduβs new Padawan, only to find she has a huge secret
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Warning: Smut! Desperation, needy hoes. Light choking, riding. Wacky missionary π hint of vader.. this is the longest thing ive ever posted
word count: 3.3kΒ Β Β
summary: Anakin has been sneaking around with you for a while. However, youβve been on a mission for years. Both of you barely having the time to speak. The distance between you has created a huge rift. Neither of you see each other as your partner. As you return, it brings back all those memories from before.
Song for this fix! Because I almost forgot!
All my love - Noah Kahan
How have things been? Well now that you mention it...
Six long years of war. Three of those years were spent away from Anakin. Separated from each other, youβve barely spoken a word to each other. Over that time, you barely knew if the other was alive. No one told you and you couldnβt ask. If you asked, theyβd know about your relationship and if they knew, you would be forced to call it quits. You werenβt ready for that. You were still clinging to that one percent that he was still waiting for you and that he was still yours. Β
Anakin was praying for the day you came home. He watched you through the force and dreamt of you each night. He clung to that one percent that you would come back, and nothing would have changed. He needed you, and you needed him just as desperately. Both of you were worried that the reason you were separated was because Obi-Wan knew about the circumstances of your relationship. Of course, he knew that you were more than just partners. But how much did he know?
My Star Wars master list! Welcome! Majority of my content is Star Wars, I also do narcos and marvel. Which you can find here!
Smokeyβs masterlist!
* = Smut
Kylo Ren
Constellations - 1-3, Kylo finds himself bonded to an assassin, and after attempts to get her to join him she finally sways, but only to find out a bigger secret
*Forbidden Fruit - a 10 part serious where Kylo Ren finds himself with General Huxβs wife, only to get her pregnant and soon raise a child with her.
*Interrogation - Kylo Ren captures a girl he thinks is useful, only to find he has the wrong girl, but is that so bad?
Stay still - a very fluffy piece where Kylo tends to the readers wounds
Lay down - part 2 to stay still, Kylo stays true to his word, and later gets better news
Empress - The resistance makes an attack on the first order, injuring (y/n) in the process
*Worlds End - Kylo, realizing how dangerous his mission may be, he makes sure to let (y/n) know how he feels
Bet - Ft. Phoenix and Bubba, as they fight along side (y/n) and accidental expose some of Kyloβs secrets
Remember - when searching a village that Kylo belived rey was in, he found someone more valuable
Balance - ( for now this is just chapter one, I may make itβs own master list later) Avara Skywalker was adopted by Luke skywalker at the age of 4, raised with Ben who became her best friend. After discovering she wasnβt like the other Jedi she decided to leave only to watch the temple crumble and her family and best friend βdieβ, itβs now 10 years later and sheβs reconnected with her king last family.
*Torn at the seams- (plus size reader) - when Kylo can keep his eyes off his best friend things escalate
Poe Dameron
Taking Flight - Part 1 - Part 2 - Part 3 - commander poe Dameron Crashes his plane along with the First order fleet commander, only to find they have much in common
Serious - Poe realizes heβs has feelings for (y/n) after she risks her life on a mission
* Donβt want to run around - Poe and (y/n) have been to busy to see each other and with their time away realize their feelings May not just be platonic
The Mandalorian
Tempestus - Part 1-3, The Ex Mandalorian and friend of Din, Tempestus is found alive after several years of being βdeadβ and now Din has to save her
*Arabella - Dinβs Old partner becomes a bounty, but will he turn her in?
*Knee Socks - Din dwells on his past with Arabella
Counting Stars - Din finds feelings for his new partner, and finally finds a way to express them
The Choice - when Mandoβs partner gets hurt he has to choice either her or the bounty
Anakin Skywalker
* Secret - Part 1 - Part 2 - Anakin takes a liking to Mace Winduβs new Padawan, only to find she has a huge secret
My Star Wars master list! Welcome! Majority of my content is Star Wars, I also do narcos and marvel. Which you can find here!
Smokeyβs masterlist!
* = Smut
Kylo Ren
Constellations - 1-3, Kylo finds himself bonded to an assassin, and after attempts to get her to join him she finally sways, but only to find out a bigger secret
*Forbidden Fruit - a 10 part serious where Kylo Ren finds himself with General Huxβs wife, only to get her pregnant and soon raise a child with her.
*Interrogation - Kylo Ren captures a girl he thinks is useful, only to find he has the wrong girl, but is that so bad?
Stay still - a very fluffy piece where Kylo tends to the readers wounds
Lay down - part 2 to stay still, Kylo stays true to his word, and later gets better news
Empress - The resistance makes an attack on the first order, injuring (y/n) in the process
*Worlds End - Kylo, realizing how dangerous his mission may be, he makes sure to let (y/n) know how he feels
Bet - Ft. Phoenix and Bubba, as they fight along side (y/n) and accidental expose some of Kyloβs secrets
Remember - when searching a village that Kylo belived rey was in, he found someone more valuable
Balance - ( for now this is just chapter one, I may make itβs own master list later) Avara Skywalker was adopted by Luke skywalker at the age of 4, raised with Ben who became her best friend. After discovering she wasnβt like the other Jedi she decided to leave only to watch the temple crumble and her family and best friend βdieβ, itβs now 10 years later and sheβs reconnected with her king last family.
*Torn at the seams- (plus size reader) - when Kylo can keep his eyes off his best friend things escalate
Poe Dameron
Taking Flight - Part 1 - Part 2 - Part 3 - commander poe Dameron Crashes his plane along with the First order fleet commander, only to find they have much in common
Serious - Poe realizes heβs has feelings for (y/n) after she risks her life on a mission
* Donβt want to run around - Poe and (y/n) have been to busy to see each other and with their time away realize their feelings May not just be platonic
The Mandalorian
Tempestus - Part 1-3, The Ex Mandalorian and friend of Din, Tempestus is found alive after several years of being βdeadβ and now Din has to save her
*Arabella - Dinβs Old partner becomes a bounty, but will he turn her in?
*Knee Socks - Din dwells on his past with Arabella
Counting Stars - Din finds feelings for his new partner, and finally finds a way to express them
The Choice - when Mandoβs partner gets hurt he has to choice either her or the bounty
Anakin Skywalker
* Secret - Part 1 - Part 2 - Anakin takes a liking to Mace Winduβs new Padawan, only to find she has a huge secret
Warning: Smut! Desperation, needy hoes. Light choking, riding. Wacky missionary π hint of vader.. this is the longest thing ive ever posted
word count: 3.3kΒ Β Β
summary: Anakin has been sneaking around with you for a while. However, youβve been on a mission for years. Both of you barely having the time to speak. The distance between you has created a huge rift. Neither of you see each other as your partner. As you return, it brings back all those memories from before.
Song for this fix! Because I almost forgot!
All my love - Noah Kahan
How have things been? Well now that you mention it...
Six long years of war. Three of those years were spent away from Anakin. Separated from each other, youβve barely spoken a word to each other. Over that time, you barely knew if the other was alive. No one told you and you couldnβt ask. If you asked, theyβd know about your relationship and if they knew, you would be forced to call it quits. You werenβt ready for that. You were still clinging to that one percent that he was still waiting for you and that he was still yours. Β
Anakin was praying for the day you came home. He watched you through the force and dreamt of you each night. He clung to that one percent that you would come back, and nothing would have changed. He needed you, and you needed him just as desperately. Both of you were worried that the reason you were separated was because Obi-Wan knew about the circumstances of your relationship. Of course, he knew that you were more than just partners. But how much did he know?
Warning: Smut! Desperation, needy hoes. Light choking, riding. Wacky missionary π hint of vader.. this is the longest thing ive ever posted
word count: 3.3kΒ Β Β
summary: Anakin has been sneaking around with you for a while. However, youβve been on a mission for years. Both of you barely having the time to speak. The distance between you has created a huge rift. Neither of you see each other as your partner. As you return, it brings back all those memories from before.
How have things been? Well now that you mention it...
Six long years of war. Three of those years were spent away from Anakin. Separated from each other, youβve barely spoken a word to each other. Over that time, you barely knew if the other was alive. No one told you and you couldnβt ask. If you asked, theyβd know about your relationship and if they knew, you would be forced to call it quits. You werenβt ready for that. You were still clinging to that one percent that he was still waiting for you and that he was still yours. Β
Anakin was praying for the day you came home. He watched you through the force and dreamt of you each night. He clung to that one percent that you would come back, and nothing would have changed. He needed you, and you needed him just as desperately. Both of you were worried that the reason you were separated was because Obi-Wan knew about the circumstances of your relationship. Of course, he knew that you were more than just partners. But how much did he know?
Anya is live and ready to show you everything. Watch her strip, dance, and perform exclusive shows just for you. Interact in real-time and make your fantasies come true.
β Live Streamingβ Interactive Chatβ Private Showsβ HD Qualityβ Free Actions
Free to watch β’ No registration required β’ HD streaming
Warning: Smut! Desperation, needy hoes. Light choking, riding. Wacky missionary π hint of vader.. this is the longest thing ive ever posted
word count: 3.3kΒ Β Β
summary: Anakin has been sneaking around with you for a while. However, youβve been on a mission for years. Both of you barely having the time to speak. The distance between you has created a huge rift. Neither of you see each other as your partner. As you return, it brings back all those memories from before.
How have things been? Well now that you mention it...
Six long years of war. Three of those years were spent away from Anakin. Separated from each other, youβve barely spoken a word to each other. Over that time, you barely knew if the other was alive. No one told you and you couldnβt ask. If you asked, theyβd know about your relationship and if they knew, you would be forced to call it quits. You werenβt ready for that. You were still clinging to that one percent that he was still waiting for you and that he was still yours. Β
Anakin was praying for the day you came home. He watched you through the force and dreamt of you each night. He clung to that one percent that you would come back, and nothing would have changed. He needed you, and you needed him just as desperately. Both of you were worried that the reason you were separated was because Obi-Wan knew about the circumstances of your relationship. Of course, he knew that you were more than just partners. But how much did he know?
Warning: Smut! Desperation, needy hoes. Light choking, riding. Wacky missionary π hint of vader.. this is the longest thing ive ever posted
word count: 3.3kΒ Β Β
summary: Anakin has been sneaking around with you for a while. However, youβve been on a mission for years. Both of you barely having the time to speak. The distance between you has created a huge rift. Neither of you see each other as your partner. As you return, it brings back all those memories from before.
How have things been? Well now that you mention it...
Six long years of war. Three of those years were spent away from Anakin. Separated from each other, youβve barely spoken a word to each other. Over that time, you barely knew if the other was alive. No one told you and you couldnβt ask. If you asked, theyβd know about your relationship and if they knew, you would be forced to call it quits. You werenβt ready for that. You were still clinging to that one percent that he was still waiting for you and that he was still yours. Β
Anakin was praying for the day you came home. He watched you through the force and dreamt of you each night. He clung to that one percent that you would come back, and nothing would have changed. He needed you, and you needed him just as desperately. Both of you were worried that the reason you were separated was because Obi-Wan knew about the circumstances of your relationship. Of course, he knew that you were more than just partners. But how much did he know?
Warning: Smut! Desperation, needy hoes. Light choking, riding. Wacky missionary π hint of vader.. this is the longest thing ive ever posted
word count: 3.3kΒ Β Β
summary: Anakin has been sneaking around with you for a while. However, you've been on a mission for years. Both of you barely having the time to speak. The distance between you has created a huge rift. Neither of you see each other as your partner. As you return, it brings back all those memories from before.
Song for this fix! Because I almost forgot!
All my love - Noah Kahan
How have things been? Well now that you mention it...
Six long years of war. Three of those years were spent away from Anakin. Separated from each other, youβve barely spoken a word to each other. Over that time, you barely knew if the other was alive. No one told you and you couldn't ask. If you asked, they'd know about your relationship and if they knew, you would be forced to call it quits. You weren't ready for that. You were still clinging to that one percent that he was still waiting for you and that he was still yours. Β
Anakin was praying for the day you came home. He watched you through the force and dreamt of you each night. He clung to that one percent that you would come back, and nothing would have changed. He needed you, and you needed him just as desperately. Both of you were worried that the reason you were separated was because Obi-Wan knew about the circumstances of your relationship. Of course, he knew that you were more than just partners. But how much did he know?
My folks still talk; they speak in these two-word sentences. Β
The trip back to Coruscant was grueling and took forever. Even as difficult as the journey was, you were glad to finally make your return. You were going to see him. Neither of you were the same person as you were all those years ago. But the sheer anticipation of seeing each other again is what kept you going.
"I'm surprised you aren't already at the landing bay," Ashoka said leaning against Anakin's door. Β
He turned and looked at her with furrowed brows and confusion. Β
"Why would I be in the landing bay?" he asked looking down at her. Β
I'm saying too much, but you know how it gets out here.
"Your little friend is coming back; she should be landing any minute," she stated and watched as his face changed. He needed to hear her name, to know his thoughts were true. Β
"General [y/l/n]," Ahsoka said softly.
He was basically running to the landing bay, his heart racing, a nervous sweat making his palms clammy. He'd been waiting too long for this; he'd waited for what felt like forever for this moment. He needed their connection to be as strong as what he felt through the force.
No winter coat to keep out the cold of your atmosphere.
Soon, her ship came into the bay. Landing gently on the ground with a hiss of air. [Y/N] got up excitedly, she waited forever for this moment. However, she was still a Jedi and still had a duty to uphold the Code and had to maintain herself. Calmly, she stepped off the ship with her droids and clones, who were her best friends over these years. She held her chin high and maintained her focus; her eyes secretly scanning the crowd for that dumb blonde.
We once sang retrograde, we shake the frame of your car
Anakin pushed to the front of the greeting party, needing to see her as soon as he could. He had to see her. They made eye contact at the same time. It didnβt hit them till then how much it would hurt to finally see each other. It was a crushing feeling in her chest. Β
Every moment they were in each other's arms, it hit them both at once. And now, every second it's taking them to reach one another felt like a century added on to the years theyβve already endured. She couldnβt hold back any longer, she needed him. She needed to feel him in her hands, his skin, his hair. She needed it all.
Now I know your name but not who you are
Anakin couldnβt do it, the moment felt like it was passing in slow motion. He felt frozen in time. He felt stuck. Ashoka shoved him forward towards [Y/N] and shook her head to get him out of that haze. That was all the permission he needed. Within seconds he was wrapping his arms around her. Β
His arms felt like heaven, and everything felt okay for just that second. Like the war didnβt happen, and she wasnβt looking for him in her dreams. He was here, he was in her grasp.
Itβs all okay, there ainβt a drop of bad blood Β
She looked up at him with a heartbreaking look in her eyes. But the biggest smile was on her face. Seeing her smile made him happy, and he knew she was okay. He knew she was still his. They were together again, and he was content.
Her hands were shaking as they moved towards his face. Gently grasping the side of it as she held onto him. She needed to know he was there. She needed to feel his skin. Not the clunkiness of the armor. Β
It's all my love, you got all my love
β[Y/N] β¦," he whispered and looked at her, his hands wondering up her back slowly. She still wore robes, not armor, and she always hated the weight of the armor. Right now, it was a blessing to feel her warmth under his hands. He needed it, and he was desperate for it. Β
βDonβt,β she started in a shaky tone βdon't say it like that, donβt say it like you're about to cry Ani,β she whispered and ran her thumb over the scar by his eyebrow. Β
If you need my dear, I'm still the same as I was. Β
βGeneral,β Obi-Wan cleared his throat, pulling them away from each other.
Ruining the moment. Reminding them that they have duties and pulling them back to reality. Β
βYes, I must see the council, I know,β she said softly and fixed her robes. Β
She let out a soft sigh and gave Anakin a sad look as she stepped away with Obi-Wan. She didnβt want to leave him behind, but she knew the trouble that would follow if he did. Luckily Obi-Wan had lightened up over the years. Thankfully, he was understanding. Β
Write me a list of how it was, how it is, and how it has to be.
The council meeting about what had happened on the planet she was meant to be guarding felt like it took ages. She was exhausted from her long travel. And being home after all this time was the biggest relief, and she was glad that she could get a good rest. Even if it was just for one night. She could rest.
Anakin had other plans; there would be no resting. He couldnβt wait, he was desperate. He was needy, he was...starved. Deprived of his one true pleasure for so long. She may not be the same person mentally, but he knew her body like he knew his lightsaber. Β
You burrowed in, under my skin, what'd Iβd give to have you out for me.
She quickly made her way into her old chambers. It was surprisingly clean, with no dust. Candles lit the room. Her fireplace was going. Someone had been staying in there, and she had an idea of who it was. Β
βAnakin,β she called softly before he wrapped his arms around her from behind. Β
She let out a sigh of relief as she leaned back into him. His warmth covering her body in goosebumps.
βI lived in here as long as I could... as long as your scent lingered in the sheets I was here,β he whispered in her ear.
βAnd when it was gone?β she hummed softly as she walked with his arms around towards her bed. Β
βWent through your robes, slept with them. Exchanged your belts for mine,β he admitted and left soft kisses on her neck. Β
Leaving the goose bumps litter her skin once more. A soft moan escaping her lips. Pleasing him in every way.
I still recall how the leather of your car feels.
She hummed and turned around in his arm and smiled softly, her hand finding its way to push his hair back. She took a good look at his face and moved her thumb over his bottom lip. Β
βI barely got to say goodbye to you...,β she admitted. Β
βI know a way you can make it up to me,β he whispered softly and leaned down, their lips ghosting each other. Β
But she couldnβt help it much longer.
And at the end of it all I hope that your scars heal
Her lips crashed into his, desperate and needy. Filled with love and lust as he grabbed her hips. Their mouths never breaking contact as he laid her down on the end of the bed. Their hands found themselves in an almost endless shouffle to get the clothes of each others bodies. Β
They werenβt even paying attention to where things landed as they stripped to see each other. The moment they were both naked, they were exploring the otherβs body. Mapping out new scars and wounds. Both of them littered with new battle scars, cuts, and scratches. A new map of each other. New places to kiss.
Well, I leaned in for a kiss. Thirty feet from where your parents slept
βYouβre beautiful,β he muttered as his hands danced over her stomach, his fingertips grazing over the scars placed there. Β
βSculpted by gods, my love,β he whispered and left kisses on every scar he could get his eyes on.
So in love with every bit of her he couldnβt help himself. Β
βAnakin,β she whined and threaded her fingers through his hair. Β
A light tug, pulling his attention back to her face. βI need you,β she whispered. Β
βYouβll have me,β he grinned and stood over her.
And I looked so confident, babe, I swear, I was scared to death
He grabbed her hips and pulled them to the edge of the bed again, so they were flush against his strong thighs. A blush crept over her face as she watched him get down onto his knees for her. His hands never break contact with her skin. Always finding somewhere new to place themselves as he blew cool air onto her dripping pussy. Β
She was desperate for him, just as he was her. He was going to make a mess of her by making her wait for him. She was needy and moaning already from the simple breath he put on her. Β
βAnakin please,β she whined. It was all he needed before he went down on her.
My hands gripped the wheel
Her hands tangled in his hair tightly as his tongue darted over her. Collecting every part of her excitement. Anakin was in desperate need to taste the love of his life. He was afraid he was going to lose her again. He needs to taste it. He was dying for it. She was just as sweet as he remembered, sweet like honey. His tongue lapped her up before he started to target her swollen clit. Long strides of his muscle against it were driving her crazy. Β
She was a mess, and she was his mess once again. He was going to claim her, and she knew it. She blames the markings on her body on the battle she returned from. Anakin grinned in council meetings knowing it was from him. He loved their little secret, but he couldnβt stand being away from her for this long. Every stroke, every kiss, every movement was intended to remind her of who she belonged to. Β
I smiled stupid the whole way home
βAnakin, oh fuck,β she groaned and lifted her hips. Β
In return he used the force to settle her down, holding her hips down and against his face as best he could. He wasnβt going to let her escape him. Not when he was devouring her like she was his last meal. He needs this more than she did. Β
βAnakin please!β she called out as his tongue darted in and out of her core. Β
He only tapped her thigh in response, and she knew what it meant. She was free to let loose to cum on his tongue. He wasnβt moving. She moaned and let out a big groan as she pulled his hair. Her hips lifted from the bed even though his abilities werenβt going to keep her down now. He was doing his best to stay attached to her so he could work her through her erupting orgasm. Β
βI need you! I need you Anakin! Please," she cried and pulled his hair. Β
Finally, he detached his mouth from her core and came up to take her lips in a searing kiss. He held her face tightly and pushed his body against her in a desperate attempt to sooth her.
And those five words in my head
He kissed her deeply, slowly moving her up the bed so they could lay comfortably. Her little whimpers and moans were driving him wild. So quickly he moved his hand down between them, to line up his throbbing cock. Β
βYou ready?β he asked as his forehead laid against hers. Β
His eyes were watching hers as she nodded. A smile grew on his face again as he slowly pushed his cock into her. Β
She felt like home by being this close. A bond, a feeling inside his heart. Home, itβs the only word he could use to describe the feeling of being with her. She loved every bit of it. The way he stretched her, the way his body worked with hers. Rocking his hips into her as his free hand reached down to focus on her overstimulated clit.
You said, "I'll never let you go."
He created a mess of her, ruining her slowly. Making her mind crumble as he rocked his hips into her. It felt like pure sin and she lloved it. She loved him. Β
She quickly grasped onto the back of his neck and held him tightly. Her other hand left scratches from her nails. Marking him up like the beast that gave her those scars he peppered kisses over. Β
βAnakin,β she started but he stopped her.
βIβm not going anywhere; I'll never let you go,β he grunted into her ear. Β
He was just as breathless as she was, in a desperate fit of passion. His mind was only filled with her.
There ain't a drop of bad blood, it's all my love
She moaned into his ear before she turned them over, using the force to get him on his back. She looked like a goddess on top of him. His hands quickly found her hips. Her hips rocked back and forth. Letting his cock completely enter her, devouring him. She was in love with the feeling, he made her feel like she was on fire.
βI love you,β he grabbed her breasts and tried to sit up to kiss her.
But she pushed him back down. Her hand over his heart before slowly slipping around his neck. Β
βI know,β she grinned and pushed her hair out of her face, before she leaned down to kiss him.
The grasp she had on his throat tightened a little, a small gasp escaping him. He loved it, but he wasnβt expecting it. It was pure pleasure, pure love. Sheβd never do this to hurt him, only to please him.
You got all my love and it's still out here
She waited three years for this moment together, and she wasnβt going to let him have all the fun. She hummed softly as she kissed his jaw, neck, and chest. Leaving dark marks in her wake as she moved.
βYou love it when I'm on top donβt you?β she purred.
He nodded quickly and grasped the sheets under neath him, needing to hold onto something.
βI love it General,β he grinned at the teasing name, knowing she hated using her titles in the bedroom.
Stole the word from my tongue, it's all okay
βAni,β she said in a warning tone, he chuckled softly as he gathered himself up again as her hand released from his neck. Β
Her hips slowed down, almost to a stop.
βI know, I know,β he sat up and wrapped his arms around her tightly. Β
βI like making you madβ he quipped before he flipped them again. Β
Her back hit the mattress; he lifted her legs up to his shoulders swiftly. His cock finding a new rhythm inside her, going faster and harder. Drilling her needy body into the mattress. She was becoming ruined for him all over again. He could see it on her face, scrunched up in pleasure. She couldnβt even get any words out.
βYou gonna cum for me, love?β He purred and left a big bite mark on her thigh right after.
βFuck- yes,β she moaned and grabbed his hands, slipping their fingers together next to her head. Β
βPlease-β she started. Β
There ain't a drop of bad blood, it's all my love
βCum, cum for me,β he moaned right in her ear and held her hands tightly. Β
It was over after that. She couldnβt hold herself back. She was spewing out curse words and his name in an anthem, like a prayer. It was white hot, and the passion rushed through her like an earthquake. Β
Before she was finished, he kissed her once more. He loved watching her face as she came, and loved feeling her legs tighten up on his shoulders as she spiraled. He took in every detail of her. Every bead of sweat, every wrinkle in her face, and the movements on her hips. The way she said his name, heβd never forget the way she said his name. It sent him tumbling into his own orgasm.
You got all my love
Thick white ropes coated her inside and out, slowly leaking out of her as they caught their breath. He pulled out and lay next to her slowly. The glow on her skin was like diamonds, she was beautiful, and he will never forget that. He knew that she was his and she was here to stay. Nothing was going to take her away from him again.
βI love you,β she hummed softly and smiled at him, pushing his hair back slowly as she pecked his lips.
He grinned and watched her. Β
βI love you too,β he kissed her back before he got up. Β
βWhere are you going?β she asked tiredly. Β
βI'm going to get a rag so I can clean you up,β he replied.
You got all my love
He came back soon with a warm washcloth and cleaned her up slowly. He rubbed a good amount of healing jelly into her skin to help with any sore muscles she had. Β
βHow do you feel?β he asked in a kind and concerned tone. Β
βGoodβ she replied with a grin.
βIt's good to be home, good to be with you,β she ran her fingers through his sweaty hair. Β
A smile crept onto her tired face. Β
βI've missed you so much,β she hummed and pulled him back up to kiss him. Β
This kiss was different from the rest, so soft and loving. A perfect way to hold this moment between them.
βYouβre never leaving me again,β he whispered and kissed her head. Β
She nodded and listened to him, seeing this strange look in his eyes. She couldnβt explain it, but it made her scared. The fire in his eyes softened quickly as he saw her shift.
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Summary: You and Marc had been working together on a mission for the gods you were both in service to. And when Konshu and Isis have a disagreement, naturally their avatars would too. Only, this time, your argument leads to something much more...eventful.
Warnings [18+ activities]: Mentions of the Egyptian Gods, arguing, swearing, brief physical fight (shoving each other and him pinning you to the wall), SMUT, P in V sex, Porn with a drizzle of plot, pet names (sunshine, baby, sweetheart), dom! reader (mostly), switch!Marc, degradation with some praise kink if you squint, choking, unprotected sex (wrap your willy before you fuck her silly), oral sex (m and f receiving), handjob, edging (m receiving), face riding, fingering, rough sex, etc cause I got carried away lmao.
Word count: 4.5k+ (I'm not sorry cause this is some of my best work fr)
(not my gif but I wish he was mines)
"Shut the hell up!"
"Oh fuck you, Spector!"
Isis and Konshu stood behind you and Marc, both sharing looks of annoyance at your bickering.
You and Marc had been working together under the advisory of your Gods for the past two months. And about half of that time was spent on you and Marc arguing.
Of course, Konshu and Isis disagreed with each other occasionally, but once you two caught wind of it, it was merely a spark added to the powder keg that was your and Marc's partnership. You used the smallest point of disagreement to fuel explosive arguments that often drifted away from the initial point.
Now, the initial point of disagreement was whether or not the two of you should venture to Arthur Harrow's London village and steal the scarab that led to Ammit's tomb.
Of course, Marc and Konshu wanted to. But you and Isis thought it to be an irrational idea that could lead to your deaths, seeing as Marc couldn't keep a hold on his alter.
"If Steven comes back to the surface at the wrong point, he could get us killed, Marc!" you argued, already having met Steven on a separate accidental occasion.
"That won't happen. I have him under control, worry about your own problems," the dark-haired mercenary spat from across the room, venom lacing his every word.
"My own problems?"
You angrily walked over to where he was packing his stuff for his departure.
"Yeah, your own fucking problems."
Marc began moving to meet you in the middle of the room, throwing his open duffel bag to the floor in frustration.
"Well, right now, my fucking problem is the fact that you're so damn eager to get this over with that you're not using your head, Marc!" you shouted, your voice bouncing off the walls of your spacious apartment, "I'm not letting you get us killed, I don't give a shit how experienced Konshu says you are."
Marc scoffed, a stupid smirk airing its way onto his clean-shaven face. "And how the hell would that happen, huh, Y/L/N? How would my plan get us killed?"
You resisted the urge to smack the smirk off his perfect face- no, not perfect. Admitting that Marc Spector had a perfect face was admitting to yourself that in your spare time you had been observing him and had been quite fond of what you've seen.
And you wouldn't give the lonely-and possibly horny- part of your brain that satisfaction.
"Because we have no fucking clue what we're walking into!" you bellowed, "Right now, Harrow has no idea that we know what he's up to. So if we just strut into his village and try and steal the scarab, which will most likely lead to us having to fight his guards and showing our faces, we'll be giving ourselves away AND on his home turf too."
Tense silence passed between the both of you as Marc took in and analyzed your words.
You placed your arms on your hips, waiting for a response from the angry mercenary.
You were surprised, however, when you caught his brown eyes briefly drift down to your lips. The glance was no longer than a second, but with your job, you couldn't miss something that minuscule even if you tried.
"You're wrong," he lowly countered after a few more seconds.
You sharply exhaled, now feeling your ears burn a bright red from anger. "What?" you seethed, daring to take a step closer to Marc.
Konshu and Isis sent each other knowing glances before disappearing together, leaving you two alone in the barely furnished apartment.
"You heard me, sunshine," Marc taunted you, knowing that you hated when he used that nickname, "We're going with my plan."
"Don't call me that."
Marc walked forward and came to a stop before you, a dangerous glint in his eyes. "Or else what?" he whispered as his surprisingly pleasant scent invaded your senses.
Before you could slip and give in to the part of you that wanted to lean forward and kiss his plump red lips, you extended one of your arms and shoved him away from you. "Kiss my ass, Spector."
You immediately regret your choice of words.
"I bet you'd like that," he raised a brow at you.
You would. You most certainly would. Not that you'd ever admit it out loud.
"I wonder what your ex-wife would think about you saying stuff like this to women you work with."
The smirk immediately disappeared from his face. It was replaced with a look that could freeze hell twenty times over. And you couldn't help but smirk at the sight of it.
"You bitch," Marc seethed.
"What? You didn't think I'd find out, did you? Turns out being related to a former S.H.I.E.L.D. agent has its perks," you grinned triumphantly, "You couldn't even keep your marriage stable, I don't know why I ever expected anything different for this mission."
At this, you could almost see steam fly out of Marc's ears. His eyes were nearly red when he lunged forward and wrapped both his hands around your neck. Before you could respond, the curly-haired merc slammed you against your own living room wall continuing to squeeze the air out of your lungs.
Marc panted as his face hovered above your own, merely inches between your lips, allowing his cool breath to fan over your face.
"Shut. Up," he lowly growled through gritted teeth. His tone could've convinced anyone that he was angry and boiling with rage, but in his eyes, you could see something else:
Lust.
Your constant insults and threats were driving him crazy in a way he never thought he could enjoy until now.
You smirked maniacally up at him, the lack of airflow shooting straight between your legs. "You keep choking me like this, I might end up making a mess on my own floors, Spector," you whispered.
"Go ahead, do it, you fucking slut," he spat.
You may have been desperately horny, but in no universe would you let anyone talk to you like that and get away with it.
Not for free anyways...
So you skillfully grabbed each of his hands and ripped them off your throat before extending your own hands and wrapping them around Marc's neck. His eyes widened in surprise as you switched your positions, making sure to slam him harshly against the wall.
"If we're gonna do this," you began, panting from your own arousal, "you don't get to be in charge, Spector," you leaned close enough for your lips to graze his earlobe, "I do."
You grabbed his ear in between your lips and gently nipped it, gaining a groan from the man. You'd never imagine him to be this submissive, especially not this fast, but it seems there's a lot you didn't know about Marc Spector.
"Look at you," you harshly whispered, your lips trailing down his sharp jawline, "groaning like a bitch in heat and I barely touched you."
Marc sharply inhaled while you sucked marks onto his stubbled jaw. He could barely concentrate long enough to snap back at your remark.
You used your free hand to slide up beneath the incredibly tight t-shirt he had been wearing and couldn't help but smile at the shiver that your touch sent through his body.
"You like when I touch you like this?" you cooed with pouty lips, intentionally taunting him, "You like the way my hands feel right...here?" your hand traveled further south with your words. A strangled groan sounded from his throat when you briefly palmed his growing erection through his tight jeans.
You could see him fighting his instincts to overpower you and take back control as you pressed chaste kisses on the corner of his mouth.
Soon enough, he gained back focus and brought a hand forward to grip your waist through the tank top you had been wearing. He used his hold on you to pull you flush against him in an attempt to relieve the tension in his jeans.
The sheer strength in his grip made your mouth briefly snap open and a low moan escaped your lips.
Now it was Marc's turn to smirk at you.
But you wouldn't give up the reigns that easily.
You quickly freed yourself from his hold and took a few steps back.
Marc's chest heaved as he watched you with furrowed brows, buzzing with curiosity and possibly excitement about your next moves.
A small grin soon found its way onto your face. Taking care to make a show of your movements, you slowly lifted your arms to remove your top.
Marc's dilated brown eyes followed your every move.
Once your shirt and bra were removed, you were left topless gaining a ravenous stare from Marc.
Not giving him a chance to pounce, you turned around and walked towards the soft couch on the other side of the room.
Marc followed behind you eagerly, all the while appreciating the view of you from behind, (something he had caught himself doing many times before.)
"Take off your clothes and sit down, Spector," you commanded him with a sure yet airy tone. Marc was shocked to find himself quickly obeying your orders, but with eyes like yours and a voice like that, you'd be able to get him to lift up a planet with ease.
It took Marc mere seconds to do what you asked. You followed suit by removing the rest of your clothes except your underwear.
The brunette man sat in the center of your couch with his arms splayed across the back, looking up at you with a cool expression on his face. But his eyes betrayed his true eagerness.
You took a few steps forward to meet him and carefully positioned yourself to straddle his naked legs.
The moment your skin met his, Marc sharply inhaled and brought his hands to grab your ass cheeks.
"Somebody's eager," you taunted as you began to torturously grind your clothed front against his firm member.
"I can feel your wetness through your panties, sweetheart. You want this as much as I do."
He had a point there.
You then brought your hands up his toned abdomen and at rest on each side of his neck before leaning in to press your breasts against his chest.
"Well, then," you softly spoke, "let's get on with it."
An unseen force pulled your lips crashing down against Marc's soon after. Your teeth and tongue clashed deliciously, neither of you being able to get enough.
You felt him rub his large palms against the smooth skin of your bare waist, leaving goosebumps in their wake.
You rocked your covered pussy particularly hard against Marc's pulsing erection. This gained you a low moan from him, which you took as an opportunity to shove your tongue in between his wet lips, deepening the already heated kiss.
Your hands tangled within Marc's hair, your mouths continuing to move in a perfect dance, before you felt a sharp sting against your ass.
This gained Marc an impressed yelp from your lips. "Stop teasing," he scowled.
You couldn't help but laugh at the desperation in his tone. "I'll do whatever the fuck I want, Marc Spector," you smiled, your fingers lightly swiping over his swollen lips.
It was almost as if you were in a dream sequence when you looked down at the adonis of a man beneath you. His chocolate eyes were fully locked onto yours while he gripped your hips with the force of a thousand suns. You were positive it would leave bruises the next day but you couldn't care less. His defined chest and arms glistened with a light sheen of sweat, and you suddenly felt the urge to lick them.
"Like what you see, sunshine?" he smiled up at you, trying to hide the fact that he had been taking in your features and was in awe of them as well.
"Hmm mhm," you confessed, "Let me show you just how much," you said, starting to slide off Marc's lap and onto your knees before him.
"Hey," he called out in an attempt to stop you, "You don't have to do this if you don't want to." You were surprised to hear that his tone was genuine.
But it just made you want to suck his cock even more.
"I really want to," you nodded with a teasing grin.
"Besides, I would never pass up the opportunity to hear you groaning and twitching like a little bitch, Spector," you taunted him as you softly gripped the base of his large dick. You were almost scared by his girth and length, never having been with a man with anything close to it before, but you did not allow your face to betray your shock.
"Is that a challenge?" Marc referenced your teasing.
"Sure, why not," you shrugged.
Marc made himself comfortable and rested his hands behind his head with a pleasant smile. He could tell from your expression that you were intimidated by his size and that made his grin grow wider.
You made sure to hold eye contact with him as you slowly licked up the small pool of precum that had gathered around his tip. You held back a moan at how good he tasted
His resolve nearly broke the moment your tongue touched him.
You wasted no time and wrapped your eager lips around nearly half of Marc's length, catching him by surprise.
"Fuck!" he sharply groaned at the sudden motion.
You quickly removed your mouth from around him. "Would you like me to stop?" you asked, damn well knowing the answer.
"Absolutely the fuck not," Marc panted. He then brought one of his hands to rest in your hair and guided your lips back to his throbbing cock.
But you immediately slapped away his hand. "Keep your hands to yourself or I will put my clothes back on and go to bed," you lied, wanting to establish even more control over him.
"You wouldn't fucking dare," Marc quickly sat up.
"You're right, I wouldn't," you didn't spare another second before attaching your lips back onto Marc's cock.
This time you were determined to unravel him even more, so you began to bob your head up and down on his length. Drool soon ran down the side of your lips as you were barely able to fit Marc's cock into your mouth, and you were nowhere near the base.
But he was still losing it.
From the side of your eye, you could see Marc gripping your couch harshly, taking deep and controlled breaths.
You decided to make things even harder.
Releasing his cock from the onslaught of your mouth, you slid back up onto the couch and resorted to using your hand to cover more ground.
As your hand gripped Marc's cock and began to stroke, you kissed along the side of his neck, causing him to swallow harshly in an attempt to hold himself back.
"Come on Marc, let go," you whispered as you quickened your hand's jerking pace, "I know you want to," you added before licking a stripe below his ear.
You were driving Marc insane. And he could barely form words to let you know it, but you could see it.
Your hand began to work Marc's cock even faster while you continued to litter his neck with kisses and bruises, causing his breathing to pick up. He began thrusting his hips upwards to meet your downward jerking, desperate for more friction and release.
"Cum for me, Marc," you urged him before turning his head towards you for a deep kiss on his lips.
"You're too fucking good at this, Y/N," he softly groaned, taking care to hold your stare.
"I'm good at a lot of other things too," you grinned.
The sounds of your hand jerking off Marc's cock echoed in your apartment as tides of pleasure coursed through him.
"Fuck I'm gonna-"
But Marc couldn't finish his sentence because at that moment you swiftly removed your hand from around his dick.
"What the hell?" he complained.
"Oh, I'm sorry were you really gonna cum before me?" you tilted your head.
Marc's eyes narrowed in your direction, his sharp jaw clenching in annoyance at your denial of his orgasm.
"This is my house, Marc, I come first," you held back a giggle at your double entendre.
You were elated to see Marc grow even more eager at your words.
Before you knew it, you felt your body be dragged from the arm of the couch and into the middle, and your legs pushed open soon after. The tear of cloth sounded through the room when Marc swiftly removed your panties and threw them to the side.
A moan slipped from your lips as you watched Marc wet his lips and then his fingers. This man was sex on legs.
"Oh fuck," you groaned when he leaned down and licked a stripe up your dripping pussy.
Your moans grew sloppier as he began to eat you like a man starved while massaging your clit with his fingers.
"Yes, oh God, yes don't stop Marc," you panted, your hands soon finding their way into Marc's messy curls.
He slowly inserted two fingers into your hole. "You're so fucking tight, sunshine," Marc commented as he skillfully used his fingers to pleasure you.
"Keep going," you replied before bringing his head back into your pussy.
But Marc surprised you once again when he removed his hands and mouth from you completely and picked you up, as if you were nothing more than a feather, and carried you to where your large bed lay in the corner of the room.
You giggled once he dropped you onto the soft mattress, watching him slide above you. He wore a gorgeous smile on his face as he held you in place and pushed a strand of hair away from your face.
His stare was so meaningful and intimidating that you found yourself blushing.
"You are so fucking beautiful," he softly spoke.
"So are you," you found yourself replying with a smile, and meaning it.
Marc leaned down and pressed his lips against yours. But this time, the kiss was softer and more gentle.
You found yourself enjoying the intimate act more than you expected and leaned into the kiss. A foreign feeling bubbled in your stomach as you continued to kiss Marc.
But you soon felt him pulling away.
Not long after, however, you felt something smooth and wet against your breasts.
You opened your eyes to see him sucking one of your perked nipples into his mouth while his free hand played with the other. Your body tinged with pleasure as Marc switched between your tits, even lightly nipping at your nipples a few times.
All the while his eyes never left yours.
You reached down and ran your hand through his hair, which was now moistened with sweat. "I want to sit on that pretty face of yours," you suddenly suggested.
"You read my mind baby."
You both quickly moved into the proper positions, with your body hovering above his hungry mouth. He roughly gripped your thighs and looked up at you through his thick lashes.
"Tap on my legs if I'm suffocating you," you softly told him, "I'd rather you not die before I get to fuck you."
Marc, however, was not the least bit concerned and harshly pulled you down onto his lips.
"Shit!" you loudly squealed as his tongue immediately went back to work on your clit.
You soon gripped his head and began rocking back on forth on his mouth.
The mercenary moaned his approval at your movements which shot straight through your pussy and made you gasp.
"I'm gonna cum already, fuck," your chest heaved.
Marc's hand moved up to squeeze your ass as you picked up speed, riding his face even harder.
You grew worried about him running out of air beneath you and slowly tried to lift yourself up, but Marc's grip on your butt kept you in place.
He wouldn't mind dying like this, he thought to himself.
Your moans grew high pitched and Marc's tongue moved at a more rapid pace initiating your orgasm.
The repeated brush of his perfectly pointy nose against your clit was all it took for that dam to break.
"Holy fuck-" you slammed a hand over your mouth to hold back a scream as you came all over Marc's mouth.
He had no issue swallowing every bit of your slick that he could, holding you upright while your legs quivered on the sides of his head.
A few seconds passed and you realized that Marc was fully prepared to continue devouring your cunt despite the severe orgasm that rocked you.
"Ease up, soldier," you giggled down at him, forcing your legs free of his hands.
"You taste fantastic, sunshine," he finally relented. You moved over to lay by his side, trying not to get lost in the way he looked at you.
"You eat pussy like a demon," you both laughed, your hand caressing the side of his face.
Marc wrapped a hand around your waist and pulled you in for a kiss.
He swallowed the moan that left you as your own taste flooded your senses.
His kisses were intoxicating.
Marc slowly shifted to hover over your body, not yet breaking the sloppy kiss.
But you caught his shoulder and shoved him onto his back before positioning yourself on his lap. "Uh, uh," you smirked, leaning down to press a wet kiss to his neck.
Marc used one hand to smack your ass while the other lined his painfully hard cock with your entrance. "You gonna let me fuck you, or what?" he grinned up at you, his gruff tone and rough accent making you wetter.
You shut him up promptly by reaching around and gripping his dick, gaining a deep groan from him. You then slowly guided him into your soaking cunt, loudly moaning from the stretch.
It was initially painful but with Marc pressing kisses to your neck and whispering praises in your ears, the pain disappeared quickly.
"There you go baby," he slowly guided your hips up and down his length.
Your shared moans echoed all throughout your room as you began riding Marc's cock even faster.
By now, he was fully inside you and with every thrust, he hit your g-spot perfectly.
"You feel so good around me sunshine," Marc wrapped his arms around your back, cradling you closer to his chest.
His words caused you to briefly clench around him which only drove him to fuck up into you harder.
But then you used all your strength to push him flat onto his back before diving down to wrap your hands around his neck.
Marc was grinning like a maniac as you choked him while bouncing on his cock.
He never thought he'd enjoy being controlled but seeing you take what you want, and use him just the way you want, made his head spin.
Freeing himself from your grip on his neck, Marc secured his hold on you and switched your positions.
Your eyes widened as Marc was now on top of you, smirking while his hands found their way around your neck. "My turn," he whispered before ramming his fat cock into your sopping hole.
"Marc! Fuck!" you loudly moaned, pleasure attacking you in waves as Marc set a brutal pace inside you. That coupled with the lack of air from his grip around your neck had your orgasm slamming into you.
"Cum on my cock baby, I got you," he talked you through it.
Marc then used one hand and reached down to skillfully rub your clit, hoping to push you farther over the edge.
You felt tears of pleasure spring from your eyes as Marc's relentless pounding and his fingers prolonged your orgasm into another one.
He eased the pressure on your neck and slowed his thrusts before leaning down to kiss where your tears met your cheek.
"You're doing so good for me sunshine, keep going," he grinned, using a hand to wipe away the layer of sweat that formed on your forehead.
You took a deep breath and grinned up at him. "That was fucking intense," you panted, your legs still twitching as Marc began slowly rocking into you again.
"Well don't slow down on my account," you urged him.
A deep chuckle rumbled from his chest at your demand. But things took a turn when he pulled out and flipped you onto your stomach.
Marc held both your hands behind your back with a vice grip as he fucked his length back into your sex.
"Fuck yes, harder Marc," you shouted.
Marc pulled your upper body to his chest with both arms and pounded into you with fury.
"This is what you wanted right?" he sneered into your ears, maintaining his thrusts.
"Yes, yes, God, yes-" you babbled.
His pace eventually grew sloppy, telling you he was reaching his own orgasm soon.
You turned your head to see his brows furrowed in concentration as he tried to hold back. "It's okay Marc," you kissed beneath his earlobe, "I need you to cum inside me, lemme feel you."
Marc's breathing began to pick up at your plea. "Shit," he panted and thrust into you one more time. The force with which he fucked into you was enough to garner another orgasm from you instantaneously.
A pathetic whine left your lips as you felt his cock twitch before painting your walls with his warm cum.
He pressed a chaste kiss to your shoulder as you both came down from your highs. Marc slowly withdrew from your heat with a satisfied groan. He then guided you to carefully lie down.
Spent from the day's activity, you complied and tried to rid your mind of its haze.
You managed to catch the sight of Marc walking into your bathroom and couldn't fight the smile that appeared when he returned with a damp rag.
"You didn't have to do that for me," you said as he gently spread your sore legs and used the rag to clean the remnants of him.
"Why do you refuse to let people take care of you?" he smiled with furrowed brows, continuing to clean between your legs.
"No, you buffoon," you rolled your eyes, "I was going to go pee anyways, so you're literally wasting your time."
"Oh."
You laughed at his dumbfounded expression. "Thanks though," you quickly kissed his forehead before making your way to the bathroom.
And then it was his turn to laugh when you stumbled into the closest wall in an attempt to walk normally.
His laughs continued despite your protests but he stood and approached your crumpled figure.
"Need a hand, sunshine?" he teased you.
You glared up at him through your lashes and reluctantly accepted his help.
"Didn't I tell you to stop calling me that?" you raised a brow as he guided you to your bathroom.
"You didn't seem to mind it when I was fucking your brains out, sunshine."
A/N: I started this in June and finally finished it even tho it's fucking December LMAO
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