Varka's Horse
Dom!PowerBottom!FTM Varka x Sub!ServiceTop!FTM Reader
🍃 Word Count: 1,956 🍃
You're the last remaining "horse" affiliated with the Knights of Favonius and Varka loves riding you.
(masc language used for reader)
i haven't finished act 4 yet but varka is making me bark...neigh? 🐴
AFAB Language Used | [Kinktober]
CW: Daddy Kink, Womb Fucking, Free Use, Size Difference, Size Kink, Cunnlingus, Face Sitting, Cowgirl Position, Missionary, Creampie, Multiple Orgasms, Squirting, Nipple Play
Varka is one of the only people who knows that you're one of Rhinedottir’s creations. You still remember the day you revealed it to him. He was curious about your body and how it worked so you were happy to explain it all to him.
Your relationship was in its early stages but you didn't have any problems stripping naked in front of him and displaying all the interesting parts of yourself. You share similarities with your brother Dorian, in the sense that you're able to alter your own body. Instead of mimicking others, you treat your ability as a tool.
If you need to carry something exceptionally heavy, you’ll increase your muscles to do so without straining yourself. You can't stay like that forever though. It puts too much of a strain on you after a while since your body wasn't made to be that large.
However, you can make simple or small changes to your body that last as long as you want it to. If you had the desire, you could permanently make yourself beefier by slowly increasing your muscle size day by day. It takes a lot of dedication and effort though. Depending on what you're altering and how, it also requires energy. You usually revert to the way your body is normally so that you're not constantly draining yourself. That's Varka’s job, obviously.
You can do pretty much anything your imagination can come up with and what your body can handle. This obviously includes your genitalia. When Varka heard that, he immediately sat up in his chair and listened even more intently. You could tell that he was starting to get turned on from watching you so you showed off all the different ways you can alter your dick. You were planning to show him anyway.
Two of the permanent changes you made to yourself were done with Albedo's help. He gave you top surgery and even created a formula that mimics testosterone, since the actual hormone doesn't affect your body. That allows you to feel comfortable in your body without having to use your power. Which in turn, lets you allocate more energy into other things. Such as, having fun with your body and with Varka.
You and Varka get along well for a reason, you're both perverts. As someone who prefers not to fight, most of your time and effort goes into your perverted desires. Which means that you already had a lot of different forms ready for Varka to choose from and play with. After that night, you’ve been taking requests from him to alter your body in even more perverted ways.
“Long day?” You look at Varka as he steps into the kitchen. He doesn't seem to be in a good mood. “I’m still preparing the food, but–”
“I’m not hungry.” Varka grabs your arm and drags you into your shared bedroom. “Lay down.” He starts removing his clothes. You lay down on the bed for him and wait patiently.
He carefully seats his pussy on your face so you can stick your tongue inside him while he rolls his hips. Varka is much larger than you, you’re just his delicate househusband, but you never complain or tap out for air when he does this. Your job is to take care of him so you happily do whatever he wants you to. “That's it, baby.” He groans in pleasure. Your cock twitches joyously in response. He arches his back. “Oh, fuck–” He grabs the headboard as your tongue grows larger and mimics an octopus tentacle.
He moves his hips more energetically, moving one of his hands down to touch his t-cock. He arches his back and squirts on your face. Your tongue returns to normal as you clean him up with it.
“Mmh- that's enough. Spread your legs.” Varka moves his body down and kneels in between your legs. Most days, like now, you only wear underwear and an apron. It makes it easier for him to relieve all the stress he gets from his job. Just seeing you greet him while dressed like this makes him feel better. You scoot up in the bed to sit upright then move your apron up while he pulls your boxers off.
“Four.” He says, referring to your fourth version of your dick. He licks his lips as your shape shifts to suit his desire. It's the size of Varka’s thigh.
He lifts his body then lowers himself down. He moves his hands to grab your shoulders as his body makes room for you. Seeing the bulge growing in his stomach makes you come. He laughs with the usual bass in his voice. “You're so sensitive, sweetheart.” He sinks further down. “Do you like seeing my pussy swallow your cock that much?”
He knows you do. “Can I touch you, daddy?”
Varka guides your hands to his body. You run your thumb down his hairy stomach and gently press on the growing bulge. You’ll never get sick of seeing him like this. His body is working so hard to fit you and he's enjoying every bit of it. The pain is what makes it feel so good for him. “Just a little further, baby.” He groans. Anyone else would take that as him saying that he's getting further down your cock but you know he's referring to your hand. You move it down to touch his cock. “Mhm~ good boy.” He bites down on his lip and comes.
You throw your head back and moan at the feeling of his tight walls squeezing you. “How far do you think I can go this time?” Varka looks down at your length, many inches away from being fully inside.
“I think you can go all the way.”
“Yeah? Let's find out then.” He grabs your shoulders again and readies himself for impact. You’ve already tested this before but with a much thinner and slightly shorter size, so you know it's possible. He usually just uses his upper body strength to ride you somewhat halfway but the two of you have been talking about it for a long time. “Ready?” He grins.
“Ready.” You can't get over how sexy he is, especially now. His broad chest is towering over you, giving you a good angle of his hairy chest, and his expression is so unbelievably hot. He's determined to get you inside his womb.
Varka’s grin wavers as he roughly thrusts himself downwards. He does it again and moans. “Almost there~” He bites down on his lip and does it once more, successfully getting you fully inside him. His eyes roll back as he squirts and as you come inside of him again. “Fuck–” He shudders as your hands move to gently grope his firm chest. You press loving kisses along the areas you can reach. He rolls his hips. “Yes– suck it-”
You suck on his nipple dutifully while the pads of your fingers become the same texture as your tongue so that his other nipple gets the love it deserves too. Varka makes short bounces to slowly work up to proper ones. He praises you repeatedly under his breath. “You’re so fucking deep–” He straightens his torso. His confident grin reappears as he observes your aroused expression. “Think you can last one more round?”
“I can last as long as you want me to.” You may not be a knight but you’ve fucked Varka enough times to build up a very good amount of stamina. It's the best workout routine. It's also a lot easier for you since you aren't human.
His deep laugh makes you shudder. “Oh yeah? And what if you can't?”
“You can decide for me.” You smile, noticing how much more turned on he is.
“That's right, I control you.” He leans in to kiss and suck on your neck. “You're always so good for me.” His breath against your ear always feels strangely good. He pulls away and grabs your shoulders again, bouncing on your cock properly this time.
“Daddy–” You clench your fists. “I’m close.”
Varka grabs your wrists and places them on his body, allowing you to squeeze him instead. “Me too, baby.” His movements slow down to reflect that. They're less energetic but much more sensual. His light huffs and his “almost there” expression is far too sexy to be legal.
You come first and he follows soon after. He stops and brings you into a kiss. It's wet, sloppy, and hot.
He pulls away and stares at your dazed expression with a small smirk on his face. “One more time?”
“Mhm– whatever you want.”
“Fuck me.” He orders. His command completely reinvigorates you. Without missing a beat, you flip him over onto his back. “You're all fired up now.” His grin is immediately wiped off his face as you roughly rut into him.
“Is it okay?” You're still looking for approval. It's not like it's your first time fucking him like this, he loves when you fuck him hard enough to knock him out after a rough day, but you’re worried you’ll overwhelm him since he's already been expending so much energy tonight.
“Of course–” He’s moaning too much to talk now. “Like u– usual–”
“Like usual” means he wants you to be his sleeping pill for the night.
“You have a meeting tomorrow afternoon, though.” Your concern is heavily contrasting your actions.
Varka’s laugh comes out more like a breathy moan. “You'll take– uh~ care of it f’me, mmh~?”
No one understands why you step in for Varka when he can't make it to meetings but they don't question it. Even though you only get a brief rundown before going in, causing you to be mostly out of the loop with the conversation. It's not your fault that housekeeping and taking care of Varka is your top priority but nobody actually knows that or really all that much about you in general. Nefer’s the only one who somewhat understands, solely based on how the two of you interact.
You just hope that whatever the meeting is for, it won't be anything too important. Varka needs his rest and you’ll need to get home as soon as possible to care for him.
“I will.” You raise his thighs in the air.
“C’mon~” He bites down on his lip, grinning. He already knows what you're going to do. You push his legs down on either side to put him in a mating press. “Gonna breed me~?”
“You don't even have to ask.” You lean onto his shoulder. “I’ll make sure you stay full.” Your voice is dripping with both lust and love.
Varka’s body twitches like a demon was exorcised from his body as he squirts again. “Fuck yes~!” He wraps his arms around your torso. “Make sure I can't walk tomorrow.”
You come inside of him, excited by his words. You're not sure you’ll be able to attend the meeting either if he wants you to fuck him that hard. You pause. “And if I can't go to the meeting?”
He bucks his hips in desperation for more. “Don't worry about it.” He smiles. “Just be a good boy and fuck me with all the energy you have, okay?”
You followed his instructions too faithfully. Neither of you woke up in time to attend the meeting and when you finally did wake up, you both got an earful from Nefer. Your disheveled appearances and poorly hidden hickeys and bite marks confirmed her suspicions. When she explained the situation to you, you instantly understood why Varka was so tired last night. Missing the meeting didn't have any major consequences, thankfully, but you made Varka promise he wouldn't skip important appointments for anything avoidable.














