a/n: idgaf actually . (lying) here is valko fluff and comfort , go forth my locusts, you know what to do 🦗🦗🦗🦗🦗

tags/warnings: valko comfort, mentions of being upset but not about what, valko helps you undress, mentions of valko taking ur bra off ,,, i think that’s it !

“long day?” the deep timbre makes your chest clench, dried tears staining your cheeks from the broken sobs you’d let loose while in your car.

“i didn’t know you were gonna be here,” you mumble, not bothering to hide your emotions, there was no point. valko probably sniffed out your sour mood the second you pulled in.

“missed you too much, doll,” he smiles softly, pushing himself off your couch and walking over to you. there’s tears brimming in your eyes when he approaches you, eyes focused more on toeing your shoes off than looking at your lover. “you wanna talk about it?” his voice is gentle, warm.

you bite your bottom lip to stop it from wobbling. you throw your keys in the small wolf shaped catch-all valko had bought you. valko hears your breath hitch, a frown on his face as he immediately steps closer you.

“c’mon dollface,” he doesn’t waste time in spinning you around softly, calloused thumb wiping away your tears as he smiles down at you. “it’ll be okay, i promise you.” his lips land on your forehead, brushing away any stray hairs.

a/n: idgaf actually . (lying) here is valko fluff and comfort , go forth my locusts, you know what to do 🦗🦗🦗🦗🦗

tags/warnings: valko comfort, mentions of being upset but not about what, valko helps you undress, mentions of valko taking ur bra off ,,, i think that’s it !

“long day?” the deep timbre makes your chest clench, dried tears staining your cheeks from the broken sobs you’d let loose while in your car.

“i didn’t know you were gonna be here,” you mumble, not bothering to hide your emotions, there was no point. valko probably sniffed out your sour mood the second you pulled in.

“missed you too much, doll,” he smiles softly, pushing himself off your couch and walking over to you. there’s tears brimming in your eyes when he approaches you, eyes focused more on toeing your shoes off than looking at your lover. “you wanna talk about it?” his voice is gentle, warm.

you bite your bottom lip to stop it from wobbling. you throw your keys in the small wolf shaped catch-all valko had bought you. valko hears your breath hitch, a frown on his face as he immediately steps closer you.

“c’mon dollface,” he doesn’t waste time in spinning you around softly, calloused thumb wiping away your tears as he smiles down at you. “it’ll be okay, i promise you.” his lips land on your forehead, brushing away any stray hairs.

CW. X link (vid of a shirtless guy), m+f masturbation, mentions of breeding/making you a housewife, sexting, nudes, mutual masturbation, oral (f), fingering, squirting, missionary, rough sex, restraints? (he holds you by the wrists w one hand), whimpering, creampie, cum eating, overstimulation

pt 1!!!

ever since finding out your neighbour was secretly xoxolumiere, life had become a living nightmare. not because he was weird or creepy—quite the opposite, actually.

the problem was that now you couldn’t look at him without remembering exactly what his voice sounded like moaning into a microphone. and once you’d become painfully aware of your neighbour’s existence, he started showing up absolutely everywhere.

your last mailbox rendezvous was a rare occurrence, but now he was there every time you went to check the mail, greeting you with that stupidly cute eye smile and a faint blush that seemed to ask are we okay?

it wasn’t just the apartment complex, either—you started seeing him in other places too. you’d be at the grocery store, pushing your cart toward the snack aisle only to find him standing in front of the crackers, brows furrowed in deep concentration like he was making a life altering decision.

even that would’ve been bearable if not for his complete and utter lack of shame about the whole situation. maybe he still didn’t know you spent far too many nights with his voice in your headphones, or that you had post notifs turned on for his account—but surely he knew something.

what other reason could there possibly be for you to shove his mail against his chest and sprint for the elevator like your life depended on it?

after another week of expertly timing your trips downstairs to avoid him, you decided enough was enough. you were an adult, and this whole thing was ridiculous.

you were developing the world’s most embarrassing parasocial crush on a man who also happened to live two floors above you. the obvious solution was to stop feeding into it.

no more listening to his audios before bed, no more checking twitter every few hours, and definitely no more wondering if the footsteps in the hallway belonged to him.

this was healthy, this was normal—this was what emotionally stable people did…but god, you were gonna miss his voice.

with the determination of someone getting rid of evidence before the police arrived, you opened twitter, thumb hovering over the follow button.

“it’s for the best,” you muttered just before tapping it, staring at the screen for a moment before nodding to yourself. #growth. you really were gods strongest soldier.

in an attempt to commemorate your act of strength, you rewarded yourself with overpriced takeout. the universe on the other hand, rewarded you by making xavier step into the elevator just as the doors were closing.

“hi, starlight.”

a beat of silence passed as your ears began to burn.

“heyyyy…” you said a beat too long, somehow making the air ten times more awkward.

he glanced at the takeout bag in your hands before looking back at you.

“i love that place” he spoke, breaking the silence again. you huffed a polite laugh before shuffling your feet, wondering why this trip was taking so fucking long. “so um, i’ve been wanting to say thanks for bringing my mail by.”

your stomach dropped.

“oh, y-you don’t have to.”

“i do”. his voice was quieter than usual, almost hesitant. “i’m sorry if i did anything to make you feel uncomfortable.”

you blinked. “…what?”

“the other day…jus’ feel like i’ve been seeing you even less…not that i stalk you or anything. imagine, haha.”

he rubbed the back of his neck, shaking his head as if to rewind the moment. there was something oddly vulnerable about him standing there, cheeks faintly pink, avoiding your eyes. guilt washed over you as you watched the shy man avert his gaze. against better judgment, you sighed.

“it’s not your fault, what you do online is your business. i guess i was just kinda caught off guard.”

he looked up, brows knit together.

“you know what i do online?”

oh. he didn’t say anything about that, did he?

“i mean—”

“how would you know what i do online, starlight?”

the elevator suddenly felt about three sizes too small as his stare intensified. “um…google?”

“…you follow me.”

“i don’t even use twitter” the words fell from your lips before you could stop them. you squeezed your eyes shut. “please forget i said that.”

the silence stretched just long enough for you to consider jumping down the elevator shaft. then, he laughed. not loudly—just a soft, surprised laugh, like he genuinely couldn’t help it. when you finally looked at him, he was smiling fondly.

“that explains a lot.”

you quirked an eyebrow, wondering if he somehow also knew your accounts name.

“the mail? and running away? you looked terrified.”

you blushed, rolling your eyes at his amused tone. “because i was!”

he bit the inside of his cheek, clearly trying and failing not to smile wider.

“i’m sorry.”

“you’re literally laughing while saying that.”

“yeah…i am.” he chuckled again, the air much lighter than it was previously.

“you’re enjoying this.”

“maybe a little.”

you groaned so dramatically the elderly woman waiting for the elevator gave you a concerned look once the doors opened. you brushed past xavier without another word, smiling in his direction once more before the elevator shut.

“goodnight, starlight.”

you didn’t answer, mostly because if you did he’d hear the embarrassing little squeak that threatened to come out.

—

three days.

you made it three whole days without checking his account. honestly, that had to be some sort of record.

unfortunately, on the fourth day curiosity won. you told yourself it was just to see if he’d posted anything and that you absolutely were not relapsing.

the first thing you saw was a video of xavier unzipping his hoodie just enough to reveal the shirtless torso underneath before letting it fall open completely.

you replayed the clip several times, noticing sweat droplets running down the sharp lines of his toned abdomen. your thighs squeezed together as you imagined running your nails down his muscles, watching how they’d flex and tense as he writhed beneath you. so caught up in your thoughts, you failed to stop the video from autoplaying to his next post, a new audio with the caption reading:

hot neighbour finally makes a move (praise, teasing, breeding)

your heart stopped. there was absolutely no way that was about you, right?

desperately searching for your earphones, you hastily shoved them into your ears and lied back to immerse yourself in the audio.

“starlight..” he whined in that needy voice you grew to love so much, “god, i’ve wanted this so bad, y’know that?”

you cheeks reddened as slick sounds joined the audio. “s-so fuckin’ tight…been thinking about this since you moved in. would see your pretty smiles and immediately get hard”

your breathing picked up as your eyes fluttered shut, the image of a breathless xavier hovering over you painted clearly in your mind.

he stuttered as the wet sounds of his hand working his slick cock moved faster. “bet ya think of me too, huh pretty? wanna know what i think about when i make these? ‘s always you…ngh, think about taking you in the elevator, pressing the emergency button and fucking you right there.”

you scrolled through the comments to avoid reaching down your pants and easing the ache that had formed, already dripping from just his words.

“baby i’m so close…please i can’t—fuck, starlight… can i please fill you up? let me put a baby in you, yeah? gonna make you such a pretty m-mommy angel, only thing ya gotta worry about is taking my loads and being a pretty lil housewife.”

his voice pitched up as he spoke, gasping for air as his words were replaced with loud grunts and moans.

the comments were filled with questions of if he was in heat or actively getting fucked—things you couldn’t help but find yourself agreeing to, wondering if his passion for this audio was caused by your accidental confession.

convinced by the too obvious title, you decided to message him from your nsfw alt.

luvxinghui: damn your neighbours lucky asf

luvxinghui: specifically the ones living in apt 670

luvxinghui: that bumped into you the other day and pretended they haven’t listened to your audios for the last 6 months

each second passed by with more regret filling you, wondering if this was sexual harassment. it wasn’t too late to just delete the account right? and you’ve been wanting to move anyway so this was a good enough—

xoxolumiere: Starlight?

xoxolumiere: Done being shy? Was worried U blocked me after that post :(

your heart raced reading the messages, quickly typing out a response before he changed his mind and thought you actually were a creep.

luvxinghui: nope unfortunately it only made me want u even more🙄

xoxolumiere: Oh yeah?

you typed and deleted several responses, thinking of how to keep the sexual tension until your phone buzzed with another message from him—a video.

heavy breathing immediately sounded from your phone as he quickly pumped his clothed cock twice, lifting his veiny hand to show his covered length twitching. a breathy curse left his lips before he chuckled, the video ending too soon for your liking. drool pooled in your mouth as you stared at the thumbnail for several minutes.

xoxolumiere: Like it? Fuck i’m already so hard

you wanted to pinch yourself to make sure you weren’t dreaming but decided against it. if you were asleep, you didn’t want this ending anytime soon.

luvxinghui: holy shit xav

xoxolumiere: U had me nervous. Thought I went 2 far.

luvxinghui: omg not at all the opposite actually like i need u inside me rn

xoxolumiere: Yeah? Ur si fuckin hot my star trll me morw?

you bit your lip, wondering if he was making the same pretty noises that had you weak or if these ones were different—special and reserved for you.

luvxinghui: why don’t u just come over so i can show you instead?

two checkmarks indicating your message was read appeared on the screen, leaving you alone as his typing bubbles disappeared. you refreshed the app several times, thinking maybe you missed a response until a sharp knock on your door shook your attention.

you threw your phone down before making your way to the door, preparing to send away whoever it was until you made eye contact with a flustered, very red xavier.

“h-hey, starlight. not sure if you really meant it but-”

you cut him off by pulling him towards you, pressing your lips on his and shutting the door behind him. your hands ran up his body before wrapping around his neck, lightly tugging at the hairs on the base of his neck while your tongue traced the seam of his lips.

his unresponsiveness had you slightly pulling away to check in until he pressed you closer, letting you feel his bulge against your abdomen. his tongue wrapped around yours before exploring the rest of your mouth, groaning into the kiss when you completely submit to him.

his length pressed against you with every little shift, a growl leaving his throat as he finally picked you up and wrapped your legs around him, carrying you to the living room couch.

“can’t believe this is fucking real” he whispered, breath fanning against your lips as he spoke. you tried pressing forward for another kiss but were stopped by him throwing you onto the soft sofa, immediately laying between your legs and resuming his previous attack on your mouth.

you arched into his touch when he trailed his lips down your neck and nipped at your collarbone, gasping as he took both your wrists in one hand and pinned them above you.

“feel that?” he questioned, pressing the outline of his cock against your clothed cunt and watching you nod furiously in his hold. “it’s all for you, my star. i’m gonna fucking ruin you.”

you swallowed anxiously and whined his name, barely getting it out before he harshly kissed you again. you felt one hand keep yours together as the other trailed down your body, teasing the waistband of your pants and laughing at the way you trembled.

“x-xav…can you um…”

he cocked his head to the side before humming inquisitively, waiting for you to continue. “can i…? what do you want? want me to finger you? lick that pretty cunt? or do you want me to choose?”

your cheeks flushed a deeper red at his lewd words, shrugging the best you could as a response to the borderline insane question. he watched you for a few more moments before letting you go, clicking his tongue and kneeling back while palming his bulge. your hands ran up his front in effort to bring him back towards you to no avail, his towering figure shaking you off with a single push backwards.

“y’know…you’ve heard me touch myself a lot. i remember seeing your account when i like first started the account.” a smug grin formed on his face when you quickly looked away in shame. “now you want me to take the lead here too? that’s not fair, is it?”

you looked up with a pout, focused on the way he bit his lip while staring down at you. “you ever touch yourself while listening?”

he watched as you nodded, hands starting to fidget with the hem of your shirt. finally, he sat back and pushed his hand below his pants, stroking himself below his sweats as he stared at you. “wanna see you do it again, in front of me this time.”

you gasped at the request, about to refuse until he laughed in such a mean way. “be a good girl and do it while i’m asking, yeah? i could make you do it if i wanted—d’you really think you’d be able to push me off?”

your heart raced at the implication, hands shaking as they undid the tie keeping your pants up. he helped you slide them all the way down before watching you spread your legs, a dark spot already forming at the centre of your underwear.

a deep groan of his spurred you on, your nervous fingers finally moving to your cunt and applying just the right amount of pressure to your clit to have you throwing your head back in bliss. the sound of him spitting into his hand drew your attention once more, immediately snapping back to him as he started to beat his cock faster in the confines of his sweats.

“sh-shove your panties to the side. let me see how wet you get for me.”

you immediately obeyed, pulling the damp cloth away to reveal your glistening heat. he swallowed at the sight, a whine leaving his throat as he watched you run a digit up your warmth and pull away, a string of slick connecting your finger to your pussy.

xavier’s breathing picked up as his hand started a familiar rhythm of stroking his length before circling the tip with his palm. sweat beaded on his temple and ran down the length of his neck as his hips began to buck up to meet his thrusts. “xav…” you whined, circling your clit quicker as you watched his ministrations. his eyebrows furrowed in desperation at the pitchy tone you used to say his name, finally throwing him over the edge as he let out whimpers of your name.

you watched a damp spot form on his pants, his hand slowing down but never stopping as he continued to work himself to the point of overstimulation.

his chest heaved as he tried to calm himself, still pumping his length to semi hardness before finally looking at you once more. “fuck i’m so sorry, jus’ got so excited baby but we can still—“

you giggled at the post nut clarity, watching as he pulled his cum covered hand from his sweats and moved back towards you. “oh it’s funny huh? you think it’s funny how easy i am for you?”

you nodded before bringing his hand to your lips, licking the remainder of his seed from his fingers before responding. “mmm yup. pretty funny in my books”

he watched with bated breath before pushing you back down, kissing your lips and groaning at the taste of himself before pecking lower, moving between your thighs and looking up at you. “let’s see how funny it is when you’re cumming on my tongue in a couple minutes”

not giving you a chance to response, he licked from your entrance to your clit, wrapping his lips around the bundle of nerves and applying a light pressure as he started to suck on it. your hands immediately buried in his platinum hair, tugging with every flick of his tongue against your sensitive nub.

he moaned against you while trying to makeout with your cunt, letting his tongue dip into your hole before running over the rest of your pussy once more. “xav, fuck…please” you whined, bucking your hips against his mouth and simultaneously pushing his head deeper into you.

“taste so fucking good…cum on my face baby please, i need to feel it” he mumbled into your heat, muffled by your desperate movements against his mouth. your cries increased in volume as he focused on the spot that had you crying, one hand moving to insert two fingers into your entrance. the sudden intrusion pushed you to the edge, climaxing on his face and squirting as he continued to scissor his fingers deep inside of you.

you shook below him as he continued to finger fuck you, completely entranced by the way you sprayed your fluid on him. once he was sure you couldn’t take anymore and were crying for him, he finally relented, moving to his previous position hovering over you.

“was that good?”

you tried to catch your breathing while glaring at him, staring incredulously at the ridiculous question. he laughed before leaning down and kissing you passionately, stealing any breath you managed to regain. “can i? please, starlight…”

you watched him pull his hard cock from his pants, pumping it and watching him spread the precum beading at the tip along the rest of his length. you nodded and watched as he reached into his pocket for protection, shaking while trying to rip the packet open only for you to knock it out of his hands. “want it raw” you whined, relishing in the groan he let out before pushing his pants lower and kicking them off.

he rubbed his cock against your folds before finally pushing into you, girthy tip already enough to have you wincing in pain. “want me to stop?”

you quickly shook your head and heard him chuckle at the enthusiasm, pressing into you once more and falling to his elbows as he bottomed out.

the both of you moaned at the feeling, every vein of his long cock being massaged by your sensitive walls with each second that passed by.

“a-angel…cmon need you to relax for me”

his whines spurred you on, causing you to tighten around him even more. he pressed a kiss against your lips in efforts of distracting himself but only moved to a position that had him even deeper inside of you.

“fuck, baby i’m sorry, jus’ kick me if it’s too much” he spoke, pressing a gentle kiss to your forehead before withdrawing himself from you almost completely and shoving all the way back in, the tears springing from your eyes encouraging him to set a rapid pace.

“xav its so big” you cried, nails scratching down his back as he completely engulfed all your senses.

he pressed down on your lower abdomen, watching you gasp in surprise as he knelt back to fuck himself even deeper into you. “you’re taking it so fucking good, starlight. so warm for me”

each squeeze of your walls has him edging closer to release, trying desperately to stave it off by fisting his hand into the leather of your couch. the sound of his hips slapping against the backs of your thighs filled the room, each movement filling you with pleasure. your eyes trailed his body as he continued to fuck you, the flush from his face going all the way down his chest. beads of sweat ran between the muscles you were staring at on a screen just hours ago, every inhale he took accentuating the lines of his toned figure.

he set one leg on the ground to stabilize himself as he fucked you harder, hitting the spot that had you rapidly approaching your high. one hand grasped your tit harshly, slapping it before tweaking a nipple with all his strength. the rough movements finally pushed you over the edge, your sudden orgasm making him grip you tight enough to bruise.

he fucked you through your high, watching your body convulse below him with pleasure as he pushed your legs up and used the new position to thrust even harsher into you.

“tight little cunts gonna take it all right? lgonna fill you up and get you nice and round with my babies-shit-you like that huh? pretty girl wants to make me a daddy right? gonna get these tits nice and full with m-milk ohimcummingfucktakeitsogoodforme—“

his thrusts turned erratic before sloppily moving against your hips as he filled you up, spurt after spurt shooting into your womb while he muttered how good you’d look full of him. he laid above you for several minutes, trying to control his breathing before finally coming back up, pressing a gentle kiss to your mouth and moving down to watch you push his cum out of your entrance.

without another word he began to lick your heat, swallowing every drop of your shared cum with greedy moans. you rubbed your pussy against his face as he sucked every drop of his seed from you, only stopping when he was sure you were completely empty.

“wanna go again?”

it doesn’t matter if he has work, or if his pack needs him, or even if he’s having his own crisis.

nothing is more important than his mate.

“c’mere, short stack,” he says, pulling you into his lap.

he already has his ears and tail out, wrapping his arms around you tightly, his tail landing in your lap so you can run your hands through the fur to calm yourself.

Valko keeps his head buried in the crook of your neck, tracking your scent as he holds you. he doesn’t push for answers, doesn’t ask what’s wrong. he just waits until your tears are under control enough for you to speak again.

“I feel so silly,” you say, still petting his tail. “they’re just pixels. why am I crying this much?”

Valko nuzzles you, readjusting you on his lap so as much of him is pressed against you as possible.

“pixels or not, that doesn’t make them any less real to your brain. or to your heart. not when you’ve loved them as much as you have.”

you sniffle, trying to pull yourself together, but Valko doesn’t move. after a while, he asks you to pull your phone out and show him your favorite game.

“tell me everything about them, short stack. I want to love them just as much as you do. they can even join the pack.”

so you do.

you don’t know how long the two of you stay on the floor, you in his lap, as you walk Valko through all of your favorite characters and storylines. but it doesn’t matter.

he’s not in a hurry. he’ll be there as long as you need, even if you’re there all night.