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Summary: You’re an anomaly from another universe. You’re not dangerous though, so Miguel’s made the executive decision to keep you around until more dangerous criminals are caught and sent home first. Unless that’s not the only reason he’s decided to keep you around…
AN: Y’all this is so unedited but I wanted to write smut for this man so I did! If y’all like it I can post a second, smuttier part.
MDNI
“Here.” You drop a small plastic bin of chocolate chip cookies in front of Miguel. As a peace offering. No, really.
Miguel raises his right eyebrow in question. He doesn’t even answer you anymore. The other Spider-people go about their day in the cafeteria, having seen this scene time and time again.
Every day for the past two weeks since you were suddenly teleported to Nueva York and promptly labeled an anomaly, you’ve been practically begging Miguel to send you home. He’s declined every time.
This is pretty much how the conversation goes each time:
“Miguel, I think I should—“
“No. We have to send the most dangerous anomalies back to their universe first—“
“I’m dangerous! I’m plenty dangerous.”
“The only thing you’ve maimed, tortured, and killed in the past month is a flippin’ houseplant. You’re staying.”
You see how frustrating this man is?
So you’ve decided that maybe bribery— sorry, a peace offering— will work better. Hence, the cookies.
“Maybe if you eat something sweet you’ll stop being so bitter and stubborn all the time,” you smile tightly. “Then you’ll find it in your heart— the one that shrunk three sizes— to let me go home.”
“I appreciate the offering— though you could use some more creativity in your approach— but just know that these won’t get you home.” He pries open the container and lifts one to his mouth before moaning in delight. “These are delicious. Thank you,” he said, sucking the melted chocolate off of his thumb. His overly enthusiastic groans were clearly a tactic to piss you off, and it worked.
You simmer in anger as he smirks while chewing his cookie. You try to snatch the bin back, but he moves it out of your way.
“Ah, ah, ah,” he says, pushing up from the small table he was sitting at and leaning down to whisper near your ear. “No take-backsies.”
He flustered you, and he knew it. He laughed as he walked away. You stuttered a retort in embarrassment, but he didn’t even have the decency to turn around.
“Ugh, I hate that guy,” you stomped in anger. You muttered several curses before you turned around to leave, only to see several wide-eyed Spideys staring at you in concern. This is why you wait until after you’re alone to throw a tantrum— it scares the locals. Whoops. “Uhh, carry on. My bad. Enjoy your lunch!”
You quickly walk away, feeling defeated. But it doesn’t matter, you’ve got nothing but time. You’ll catch him when he’s sleeping. He’s gotta be more amenable then.
Later
“You know, just for the record, I think you going to his room this late at night is a terrible idea,” Lyla warned as she flitted between standing and reclining with her arms crossed behind her neck.
“Well I think him keeping me here is a terrible idea. I guess we’re all full of them.”
“Seriously—“
“Lyla I don’t care! I’ve got a family to get back to. Friends, a life. I don’t care how fine that man is, I’m going back home. Tonight, preferably.”
“Whatever, it’s your funeral.” She acquiesced before disappearing into the ether, just as you arrived at his door.
“Wait, Lyla! Open the door.” Without a response, the door opened. “Thanks, Lyla.”
You walked in to the large room to see Miguel sitting up in a chair near the center of the room.
“Miguel, you need to listen to me—“
The sight that met you was so shocking you had to take it in one part at a time.
First, You see Miguel’s side profile as he faces the wall to the left of you. He’s breathing heavy, chest heaving as his hand vigorously moves up and down his— oh. Maybe you came at the wrong time.
With the sudden awkwardness that’s overtaken you, you look somewhere else, anywhere else, only to find the source of what he’s staring at— a video, no, porn. The second piece of the puzzle, you take in the video’s content. First, you just see flashes of skin and hear soft grunts and moans emanating from the screen. But then you realize, the voices sound familiar, really familiar. Then it hits you.
It is you.
And him. The both of you together. And that realization connects all the pieces of the puzzle together. He’s keeping you here, on purpose.
Your eyes dart back to Miguel, who has now abandoned his video in favor of the live view he has right in front of him. He’s shirtless but he still has some grey sweats on, pushed down just enough that he can jerk off. His hands move desperately over his cock, aborted grunts and breathy moans coming out sporadically.
He turned his head to the side, his cheeks flushed and his eyes narrowed with desire. You were frozen, stuck in time. Miguel kept stroking his cock while staring into your eyes. He did this right up until his orgasm overtook him, throwing his head back and jerking his hips upward as he called out your name.
His cum spurted out in waves, once, twice, three times. It was thick and opaque and made a mess all over his lower stomach. He sighed and sank back into his chair.
“Did you enjoy the show?” His voice is low and heady as he calls out to you. It takes you a moment to respond, because admittedly you’re still staring at his— well, his everything, dick included. Still It was a very, very nice, thick, veiny d—“Am I interrupting?”
His teasing knocks you out of your reverie.
“I-I should go.” You said. You’re starting to realize that Lyla might have been right. Maybe you should’ve waited until the morning. You start backing up to leave but Miguel shakes his head and the door shuts behind him.
“No, no, no. See, that’s your problem. You’re always trying to leave,” he chastises.
He stalks towards you, like you’re prey. You move backwards until your back hits the door. He reaches over you, placing an arm over your head and his index finger under your chin, lifting it upwards. He bends down, close enough that you can see even minute details of his face.
Warning: soft rafe, beautiful moment with sweet rafe but he’s crying
“Rafe..” My soft tone setting the tone as i walk up to him as he sits on the dock with his feet dangling off the ledge into the water. “Y/n your here!” He says as he stands to greet me wiping his tears “ Rafe what happened?” I ask as i meet him half way so i can wrap me arms around his neck “It’s just my dad i wish he loved me like he does sarah” My heart breaks for him in that moment i see that little boy in him fighting for comfort i kiss his tear stained cheeks as my hands find his hair he gives me a sad smile “I truly love you so much” Rafe says with a soft tone as he wraps around me taking me into a hug i giggle “Oh rafey i love you” I say ruffing up his hair he squeezes me tight holding me like i’m his only life line i relax into him just wanting to be in his presence “ You’re perfect Rafe” I say because it’s true he is even though he has some things wrong with his mental hes perfect the way he is we spend moments hugging each other like we never wanna let go “ No you’re perfect” He says as he pulls away then kisses my cheek……
"simon, simon, simon," you call, and his eyes snap from the paper work in front of him to yours. pretty eyes staring at him with the most love he's seen from anyone in years and for a moment he wonders how he got so lucky to have you.
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"simon, simon, simon," you babble, the hand around your throat loosening as he croons at you to be quiet. he doesn't want you to, he just loves chastising you, the pathetic and embarrassed look on your face making him fuck you harder. yet again he notes the affection in your eyes as you pant and moan, blow pupils focusing on his face as his body shifts above you. his hips hitting yours repeatedly, thick cock spearing you over and over again as the force of his thrusts sends you further and further into that pit of ecstasy. he grunts at how tightly you grip him, tilting his head to pepper loving kisses over your face.
"fuckin' love you," he mumbles, pushing your legs back closer to your chest with a single calloused hand, pinning your knees together to enhance the feeling as he rails you. "say it back."
"love you, simon! love you so much, please, harder," you whimper, the eyes he loves so much fluttering shut as you tilt your head to the side.
"that's fuckin' it, baby. moanin' for me." he complies, fucking you harder. his thrusts become ruts as he chases his high, keeping his hips angled just right to hit that spot inside you to get you to gush around his thick cock. "come on, baby."
"gonna cum, si," you whimper. "please, make me cum,"
and he does. he makes you cum so hard you can't even hear what he says to you, the dirty whispers he mumbles in your ear as he pounds your tight cunt. it doesn't take him long to cum with you, cock pulsing before he cums, filling you up to the brim and fucking you for a bit longer just for good measure. his thrusts slow, and he relaxes on top of you, nuzzling into the crook of your neck.
"simon, simon, simon," he mocks softly, a low chuckle leaving his throat as you whine and swat him.
your simon, he thinks. yours. always and forever. yours.
afab!reader, gn!reader, intoxicated sex (keegan drank a lil hehe), loud!keegan, lots of moaning, creampie, lovesick keegan, pussydrunk keegan
Keegan who, on a normal day, would never let you hear him let loose with his moans. Its not that he's self-conscious or anything but he prefers to be able to hear you whining and whimpering.
But maybe he gets a few drinks in him, unwinds and grows complacent. His lips get loose the second he gets his cock stuffed into the tight, hot clutch of your precious cunt.
He’s got you creaming around the base of him and he just…can’t shut up. He starts whimpering, moaning, and sighing – it’s music to your ears, actually.
“So good,” he pants, fingers minutely trembling where he holds your hips down so he can pump his length into you with ease, “It’s so good. You’re so wet, fuck, do you know what you do to me? You drive me crazy…”
You whine his name, eyes lidded and staring up at him with that dazed, cockdrunk look on your face that you always seem to wear when he’s got you pinned underneath him – how could you not? He fucks you so, so well and he knows it.
“That’s it, baby,” he coos, voice cracking at the end when you suddenly squeeze down around him, “Keep sayin’ my name. Love hearin’ it – keep tellin’ me who it is that’s making you feel this good, hm?”
His name falls from your lips like a heavenly plea, your eyes rolling back in your head when he moans, loud and unabashed. He tosses his head back, adams apple bobbing as he struggles to swallow around the lump in his throat.
It’s never felt this good before, he swears. Usually alcohol makes it harder for him to get off – sometimes even makes it hard for him to get hard. But something different tonight, he’s so sensitive and he can feel how full his balls are and all he can think about is pumping a dozen loads into you until they’re completely empty.
He needs it. He needs you.
“Love you so much,” he pants, body collapsing onto yours, chest to chest as his hips pitifully rabbit into you, barely even pulling out before he’s humping the length back into you, “Love you, fuck, I love you.”
You cry his name, nails scraping down his back as your entire body twitches. You can’t escape the stimulation with his weight pressed down on you the way it is. You can’t push him away for a break, you can’t get respite from the overwhelming stimulation of his cock pumping into you or his pelvic bone grinding against your clit.
It sends you hurdling over the edge terrifyingly fast. Your feet kick uselessly against the back of his thighs as your eyes roll back in your head.
Keegan moans, panting and gasping into your neck where he hides his face as he feels you cum around him. It pulls his own orgasm forth and he’s spilling into you in 3 quick pumps of his hips.
Even as his orgasm crests and fades, he doesn’t stop – keeps humping your sensitive cunt until you’re cumming again. And again. And again.
It was going to be a long night and by now, you could barely even hear yourself over the sound of Keegan’s moaning and babbled praises.<3
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Nothing wrong with what I do baby puppen. (baby dolls)
Minors I suggest you don't interact. NSFW
Big ass age gap.
Tw: nsfw, age gap (könig is 46. Ok it's not his actually age. But it's just for this, reader is 22. Choking, spanking. (Part bdsm: bondage.) König is like hella bigger then reader. Dude is 6'10, daddy issues, (könig takes advantage of that.) könig being a narcissist, and a hell of a toxic boyfriend. (Though he doesn't realize it.) Forcing sex, guilt tripping, manipulating, size kink, spitting kink,
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König forcing reader into sex with him
Thinking about...
König!x!reader: where...
he loves bending you over about anywhere. There's not a moment this man is not horny when he's with you. This man will bend you over the bathroom sink as soon as you get out the shower. If objects could talk. They would not hold back from telling people the things they seen. Though könig likes the idea of putting on a show for The neighbors. Just his idea of telling the neighbor guy to fuck off and you don't want no little boy to play around with. Yeah. König seen how that man looked at you. Again you don't want no one your age. So he will gladly fuck you in front of the window.
König!x!reader: where...
He constantly begs for you to have sex with him... Even when you don't want it. He finds ways to get you to have sex with him. Either guilt-tripping you or just forcing you. He's horny. and you're the only one, there to satisfy his needs. If you're in bed sleeping, he will wake you right up, his fat meaty cock already out his pants. He's so painfully horny he doesn't think he can get out his clothing properly. It's only when you realize your clothing is missing, and you have a big ass man between your legs about to shove his fat-meaty cock in you.
König!x!reader: where...
He will purposely grip your thigh in a restaurant, and tease you up and down your thigh, and whisper nasty lue words in your ear. Words in German you don't understand. But they send heat straight to your core. You can't even tell him to stop, you're already a frustrated mess. He will slip in hand into your panties, just to feel his wet you are for him. May even slip a finger in. Or circle your swollen frustrated clit. It's only when you're out the restaurant, and into his truck, you get fingered on the way home. "Got so frustrated for me baby?, need daddy's attention now?." He knows what those words do to you. And it's sexually and emotionally, irritating
König!x!reader: where...
König will bend you over on the couch, as soon as you get back from "a business meeting with your boss" slapping your titties, and ass, whenever you tell him to stop. Spouting nasty words in your ear, and gripping your throat from behind. His belt binding your wrist together. Not caring about the "pain hes inflicting on you" he knows you love it. You better take it. He didn't put you in a cat pose for nothing. The way your back is perfectly arched for him, he can cum just from the sight alone. He moved to tilt your head back, to spit in your mouth. Putting his hand on your jaw and closing it, making sure you swallow.
König!x!reader: where...
He is obsessed with your size difference. He loves when you have trouble reaching for stuff in his home, he loves purposely sneaking up on you, pushing you into the counter with his body, his now semi hard cock is pressing against your back. He might as well just fuck you on the countertop. That's not half of a bad idea is it now?, having those pretty legs wrapped around his waist, as he wraps arms underneath your thighs, holding you in the air as he pounds away. Noting but a daily life about having sex with this high sex drive man. Though he will be in pain when he gets deployed. Gonna need those sexy nudes from you.
Nothing wrong with what I do baby puppen. (baby dolls)
Minors I suggest you don't interact. NSFW
Big ass age gap.
Tw: nsfw, age gap (könig is 46. Ok it's not his actually age. But it's just for this, reader is 22. Choking, spanking. (Part bdsm: bondage.) König is like hella bigger then reader. Dude is 6'10, daddy issues, (könig takes advantage of that.) könig being a narcissist, and a hell of a toxic boyfriend. (Though he doesn't realize it.) Forcing sex, guilt tripping, manipulating, size kink, spitting kink,
🌽Link↓🌽
König forcing reader into sex with him
Thinking about...
König!x!reader: where...
he loves bending you over about anywhere. There's not a moment this man is not horny when he's with you. This man will bend you over the bathroom sink as soon as you get out the shower. If objects could talk. They would not hold back from telling people the things they seen. Though könig likes the idea of putting on a show for The neighbors. Just his idea of telling the neighbor guy to fuck off and you don't want no little boy to play around with. Yeah. König seen how that man looked at you. Again you don't want no one your age. So he will gladly fuck you in front of the window.
König!x!reader: where...
He constantly begs for you to have sex with him... Even when you don't want it. He finds ways to get you to have sex with him. Either guilt-tripping you or just forcing you. He's horny. and you're the only one, there to satisfy his needs. If you're in bed sleeping, he will wake you right up, his fat meaty cock already out his pants. He's so painfully horny he doesn't think he can get out his clothing properly. It's only when you realize your clothing is missing, and you have a big ass man between your legs about to shove his fat-meaty cock in you.
König!x!reader: where...
He will purposely grip your thigh in a restaurant, and tease you up and down your thigh, and whisper nasty lue words in your ear. Words in German you don't understand. But they send heat straight to your core. You can't even tell him to stop, you're already a frustrated mess. He will slip in hand into your panties, just to feel his wet you are for him. May even slip a finger in. Or circle your swollen frustrated clit. It's only when you're out the restaurant, and into his truck, you get fingered on the way home. "Got so frustrated for me baby?, need daddy's attention now?." He knows what those words do to you. And it's sexually and emotionally, irritating
König!x!reader: where...
König will bend you over on the couch, as soon as you get back from "a business meeting with your boss" slapping your titties, and ass, whenever you tell him to stop. Spouting nasty words in your ear, and gripping your throat from behind. His belt binding your wrist together. Not caring about the "pain hes inflicting on you" he knows you love it. You better take it. He didn't put you in a cat pose for nothing. The way your back is perfectly arched for him, he can cum just from the sight alone. He moved to tilt your head back, to spit in your mouth. Putting his hand on your jaw and closing it, making sure you swallow.
König!x!reader: where...
He is obsessed with your size difference. He loves when you have trouble reaching for stuff in his home, he loves purposely sneaking up on you, pushing you into the counter with his body, his now semi hard cock is pressing against your back. He might as well just fuck you on the countertop. That's not half of a bad idea is it now?, having those pretty legs wrapped around his waist, as he wraps arms underneath your thighs, holding you in the air as he pounds away. Noting but a daily life about having sex with this high sex drive man. Though he will be in pain when he gets deployed. Gonna need those sexy nudes from you.
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