Summary: After teasing you all day, Stephen finally gives you a chance to get some relief.
Warnings: Smut (NSFW) - 18+ ONLY - edging, teasing, dry humping, light dom/sub, dirty talk, swearing, pet names.
You could tell from the smirk on his face that he knew full well what he was doing. That he knew that he had been riling you up all day. Torturing you all for his own enjoyment.
It started when he woke you up. He was cuddled up behind you, kissing and biting at your neck as he let his hands wander under the shirt you slept in. Dragging his fingers up and down your side. Letting them catch on the band of your panties each time he passed by it, creating a tension as to when or if he would start pulling them off.
Once he had you well enough awake for you to start touching back, when he had gotten you needing him to put out the fire he had started, he excused himself to go get dressed. Saying he needed to get to Kamar-Taj for training. His sudden shift in mood left you sputtering. If he had to leave, what was the point in getting you all worked up?!
By the afternoon, you knew what his point was. His point was to drive you mad. He could be the world's worst tease, and clearly, today, he was enjoying his game way too much.
Little teasing touches, then kisses at your neck, and the low groan he gave when he wrapped his arms around you from behind. Only for him to pull away when he felt your hips rock back and try to press your ass into his crotch. Walking around you into the library where he nonchalantly pulled a couple of books off of the shelves and proceeded to one of the tables on the other side of the room. Casually plopping down as if nothing had happened. Meanwhile, you were practically ready to tear off your clothes in sheer frustration.
You tried not to give into him. Into his little game. You really did try to just focus on other things. Things other than him, his lips, and his fingers. His muscular form and his perfect cock. Things other than how badly you wanted him to take you to bed and ravage you. To finish what he had started that morning.
You tried to focus on other things. Really, you did. Even going through the random drawers of pens in the kitchen, the library, and now you were on to the one in Stephen's study. Checking a crap load of pens to see which ones worked and which didn't, it seemed to be the least possibly sexual thing you could find.
It was working well, too. Until you went into Stephen's study. He was sitting on the loveseat against the wall, flipping through some spell book seemingly paying only part of his attention to the text. You knew you were in trouble when you looked over to see him spread his legs wider, taking up as much space as he could. Knowing that he had you right where he wanted you. A cheeky smirk appeared on his lips, and with one finger, he gestured for you to come over to where he was.
You followed his instruction, slowly walking over to the loveseat. Trying to hold in your needy whines and protests that he wasn't paying attention to you after getting you all riled up this morning. You knew he wanted to make you beg, but you were feeling a bit stubborn today, too. As payback. Not wanting to give him the satisfaction of it right away.
So, instead of sitting in his lap, where he clearly assumed you'd perch yourself, you sat down right next to him. Sliding as close as you could while still holding your own space. Turning to face him and letting one arm lean on the plush upholstery, keeping your spine straight.
"Did you want something, Stephen?"
You batted your eyelashes, trying to feign innocence and pretend you had been completely oblivious to his torture all day.
"I think the better question is… do you want something sweetest?"
You tried to chuckle nonchalantly, but it came out more little the sound of a sputtering engine. Despite your damnedest efforts at seeming unfazed, those blue eyes and that cocky lopsided grin were getting the best of you. God, why did he have to look so sexy all the time?!
You couldn't give in just yet, though. You had to put up at least a little bit of a fight before succumbing to his game. So you stretched up and suddenly reached across his lap for the table on the other side of him. There, you began rearranging knick knacks and miscellaneous books. All the while, you were stretched on all fours across his lap, a perfectly tempting and teasing position. Of course, you made your back arch just a little bit extra and used any chance you could to wiggle your ass.
"Oh, I'm just working on some cleaning and organizing, Stephen. I seem to have some extra energy, pent-up, I guess you could say, from something that was left unfinished this morning. I'm sure you have no idea about that, though. Do you, Stephen?"
As you sat back up, you brought your face teasingly close to his. Oh yeah, two could play this game. Pulling away just as it seemed you were going to lean in for a kiss, taking Stephen somewhat by surprise. He thought for sure you would easily crack to his pressure, but it seemed that he would need to take things up a notch.
Once you had comfortably sat back on your heels, he set his book off to the side and studied you for a moment. He knew what he wanted to do next, but he needed to catch you by surprise for it to work.
He waited for you to take a long exhale and momentarily relax your attention. Choosing to strike suddenly. Reaching out and pulling one leg over to straddle his muscular thigh. In the process, your balance got thrown off, and you found yourself bracing both hands in his chest. Your eyes wide and your mouth gaped open at his actions.
A shit eating grin now plastered on his face as he looked up at you. Stephen could be the most cheeky bastard sometimes. Without saying anything else, he let his hands drift from your thighs to your hips. His grip on you tightened as he pushed your weight down onto him.
"Well, my darling, I know a way that you could relieve yourself of that pent-up energy."
At that moment, he contracted his quadricep muscles and made his thigh grind against your sex. Even just that quick touch, that little bit of attention from Stephen, sending electricity firing through your body and your blood rushing back to your needy cunt.
"Don't you dare lie, and tell me that didn't feel good, sweetheart. I can practically feel your sweet little pussy starting to throb. Know you need it. So take it. Get yourself off baby. I can even still keep reading while you grind on me until you're satisfied. I have nowhere else to be."
You dropped your head into Stephen's shoulder and groaned in frustration. You so wanted to do what he wanted, but you hated that he knew how bad you wanted it. He chuckled and leaned his lips down to your ear, giving you a soft kiss there.
"Do you know just how much the thought of you using me for your own pleasure turns me on? Why else do you think I would tease you all day? Now come on, sweetheart, give me what I want. Pretty please?"
You just couldn't resist him and his charms any longer than you already had. Stephen didn't pull the 'pretty please' card very often. It had you wondering if maybe he's had this little fantasy for a while.
You smiled at him in your own mischievous way as you lowered your body completely to sit on his thigh. The feeling of him beneath you was jump starting your arousal again. You sighed at the feeling of his muscular thigh clenching against your over sensitive sex.
Slowly starting to roll your hips against him. Watching his smirk grow when you let out a little whimper. Stephen kept his hands settled on your waist, helping you start a steady rhythm. Denying your kisses and starting to tease you with his words as he could see you start to chase the sensations he had been denying you all day.
"There that feels good, doesn't it, sweetheart? I can tell it does. I can feel that pretty pussy dripping onto my thigh already. Can tell you are gonna cum so quick, huh? See all that teasing will be worth it when you cum nice and hard."
At this point, your eyes were squeezed shut, and all you could do was nod at his statements. He was right. You were going to cum hard and you were going to cum fast after he had spent the entire day winding you up.
Your nails gripped into Stephen's shoulders so hard they would leave marks. Little whimpers fell from your lips every time you rocked forward and your clit rubbed against his strong quadricep. To Stephen you looked like a sinful angel riding his thigh with such abandon.
"Oh God, Stephen. I'm so close, baby."
Stephen started bouncing his leg in time to your grinding. Adding yet another new sensation and working to leave an even larger stain from your slick on the pants of his robes. He was quite looking forward to wearing your mark all day. A filthy secret only he knew.
"That's it, baby. Keep rubbing that clit on me. Cum for me, pretty girl. Cum all over my thigh like the good girl I know you are. Be a good girl, cum for me. Cum for me."
All it took was his command to bring you to your climax. Your hips jerking and your hole squeezing around nothing as you collapsed into Stephen. Shamelessly rutting on his leg to ride out every last little wave of pleasure. A high-pitched broken moan accompanying your spasms.
Your breathing now ragged as you started to come down. The comforting feeling of Stephen's fingers stroking up and down your spine as he peppered kisses on your forehead and your hairline slowly bringing you back to reality. You stayed like this until your mind fully came back to the present.
Finally, you decided to give Stephen the thing he really wanted. To tell him he was right. That this had been worth all the waiting and teasing.
"Even though I know you already know this… you were right."
You could feel the cocky smile on his face without even seeing it. When it came to granting you pleasure and relief, it seemed Stephen always knew best, and he always got what he wanted.
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OK. So I've rewatched, looked at photos, gifs, etc... Watched other movies with BC and MF. I know that they are excellent actors, and really immerse themselves into their parts. But looking at those pictures, it's obvious that they are supposed to be playing JL. If they weren't specifically instructed to "act" that way, I just don't think they would. Is that crazy? Like I don't think they randomly would have decided to do that if it wasn't going to be the end game. Damn you Moftiss! Give us the real ending!! 🙁😉
(I think referencing this post)
LOL yeah, naw it’s not crazy to think that. Either they made the conscious decision to do that, caught fee-fees for each other, or were told to act one way and were lied to (which is what I think happened), the acting feels super genuine and lovely. I dunno, I think it was initially supposed to be “endgame” but something happened either at the executive level, NDA level, legal level, etc, and they made an about face with it. I dunno. My brain is still very much tin-hatty in that regard, LOL.
in regards to your quick drabbles i was wondering if you could do a 616 stephen strange who is married to the reader. the reader isnt aware she is pregnant but is like showing all the symptoms, and stephen picks up on the pregnancy before her
thank you so much ily
It had to be food poisoning. You tried to recall everything you had eaten. Could food poisoning last for more than a week though? Not likely. It wasn't flu season but maybe there was still some sort of stomach bug going around. There had to be a reason why you had been nauseous and sick to your stomach every day for over a week. You were shocked Stephen wasn't worried about it. He could be a bit obsessive when it came to anything medical.
He had been keeping an extra eye on you since you started feeling like this, but you seemed far more concerned than he did. The only upside was that he was paying you more attention than normal. Almost to the point of following you around. Under normal circumstances, it would have been sweet, but between the nausea and feeling exhausted, it was a little cloying.
"Stephen, seriously what is up?! Why are you being so weird?! I feel like crap and you are glued to my side all of a sudden with a big ole stupid grin on your face. If you don't stop or tell me what's up your ass I'm gonna vomit on you."
He looked at you with a cheeky smirk and his eyebrows raised. Like he was waiting for you to realize the punch line of a joke. When he realized that you really didn't get it, he led you over to the calendar you kept by the bed. Handing it to you and suddenly disappearing into the bathroom and retrieving something else.
"Notice anything missing from this month's calendar?"
As you studied the calendar, all appeared in place at first glance. So you flipped to the previous month to see if it could offer any hints. As it slowly dawned on you what was missing, you flipped the page back and forth a few times. Sure enough, what was missing was a red dot. The red dot you used to signify the start of your period. As your expression started to change Stephen pulled the item he retrieved from behind his back, a large genuinely happy smile on his face, dropping it in your lap on top of the calendar.
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