You can say no but dark EZ who engages in a bit of mild (pre discussed) somno HC 👀
Whew did this do something for me 😮💨
Warnings: Somnophilia (which is basically engaging in sexual activity where one of them is asleep) It's mild, as asked. You as the reader have already told him you're ok with it and it's entirely consensual. Sexual content 18+
He's stressed now that he's the President
New worries
New enemies
New battles to fight
More people to convince he's doing the right thing for the club
It's stressful and sometimes all he wants is you
Sometimes to be soft and sweet
Others to ravage you
When he's tired and pissed off, all he wants is to be with you
Around you
Inside of you
But his nights run late more often than not, and it's not uncommon for you to already be asleep when he gets home
All clean after your shower
Skin soft and lotioned in his favorite scent
All tucked up in the blankets sleeping peacefully
He doesn't have the heart to wake you
So he usually heads into the shower and washes himself of the days grime, stroking himself as he thinks of you
It's usually never enough and he tells you as much one day when him climbing into bed wakes you, neither of you able to sleep
"You know...you don't always have to ask. . I'm all yours. Even if I'm asleep, you could always just...take what you need. I won't mind."
He'd blink at you for a moment, making sure the explosion from earlier isn't making him mishear your words
And once he receives confirmation, he holds you too it
Usually after an exceptionally shitty day
He'll slide in behind you, hands wandering and groping you gently
He loves the little noises you make in your sleep
He'll kiss your back and shoulders while he slips his hand between your legs to get your sleeping body ready
And once he feels you're slick enough, he slips in
Cuddlefucking you to his heart's content
Definitely shhh's you and coos at you when you begin to stir
"It's ok, baby. Go back to sleep. It's just me. There you go."
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D is for...Delusion
1. "This hurts me more than it hurts you."
3. "Why are you running? I did this for you!"
**Dark EZ as you can tell by the prompts. Pretty OOC but its for the plot just be delulu with me. Also, this gif of EZ has always had such dark energy to me so it fits perfect. I left out 2. because it just didn't fit the vibe to me.**
Warnings: Breaking and entering mentioned, kidnapping, confinment+bondage, gaslighting
Pairing: Fresh out of prison, Dark!EZ x naive!reader
EZ was sweet.
At least you thought so.
He was still trying to get used to being free. Get used to not being controlled. Prison allowed him to create a regimen. Form discipline. But it also kept him in line.
He had to follow orders, be it those of the guards or the gang he found himself aligned with.
He had to stay focused and do as he was told, and that kept him straight for the most part.
But now that he was out, this newfound freedom and ability to do as he pleased proved to be...both exhilarating and terrifying. On the one hand he enjoyed the freedom, but on the other, he felt the intense need to belong to something again.
Or have something belong to him.
And that was where you had come in.
A sweet little innocent thing that saw the good in absolutely everyone. Even him.
Especially him.
You had taken pity on him. Felt sorry that he had lost his future. Lost his high school sweetheart and his child later on. Lost that bright light. So you had decided to be a friend, and that was all it took for him to realize you were the one that he needed to belong to him. Something Someone that would be all his. That would never leave. Never trade him in. Never abandon him. He wouldn't let you.
That was how you had ended up here.
In his basement.
It was a nice basement, not one of the scary decrepit ones you always see in movies.
He would never put his precious girl in a shitty, dingy basement.
No, it was nice and clean with a bed for you. Sheets in your favorite color. Blankets and pillows. A mini fridge for you to eat and drink at your discretion. Sure the walls were concrete, but the night he had broken into your home and taken you, he had also gone back and gotten all of your pictures and decor. Then he put them up for you, so it felt more like home. He allowed you to walk around freely during the day.
But at night the shackle went back on, no matter what. He couldn't risk you escaping. And now was that time.
You hugged your knees as close to your body as you could, watching him as he walked closer and closer. He sat down beside you at the foot of the bed, eyes sympathetic but still stern. He patted his thigh and you knew exactly what he wanted, but you kept your legs just as they were.
"Maybe I can sleep without it tonight? I've been good. I'm not going anywhere."
EZ nodded and tapped the metal shackle.
"I know. This makes sure of that."
You gulped and continued to stare at him.
"It's just hard for me to feel at home when you always lock me up like this."
He thought it over and was distracted long enough for you to catch him slipping. The kick to the side of his head was full of as much force as you could muster. He saw stars, shaking his head to gather himself while you took off sprinting towards the stairs. You dashed up the entire way, the door coming into view closer and closer until you finally reached it and grabbed the handle, turning it quickly.
And finding it locked.
You stood there at the top of the stairs and turned slowly, just in time to see him come to stand at the bottom of them. His eyes were black as they looked up at you, hands clenching at his sides.
"Why are you running? I did this for you!"
You whimpered and stood frozen, watching as he came to stand on the first stair.
"I've done all of this for you. You don't have to work. You want for nothing. You have everything you need. And this is how you repay me?"
Suddenly he was running, taking the stairs three at a time and before you knew it he was right there, toe to toe, hand holding a cloth over your mouth and nose, his face nuzzling into the side of your neck as he cooed at you, voice laced with sorrow that you still hadn't come to accept that you were now his forever.
"Shhhhh. It's ok. This hurts me more than it hurts you."
@khadajhin-unchained liked for a starter! Imma do some dark!ezreal for this thread. Ezreals eyes were tinted over with red hues as he gazed at the virtuoso. His gauntlet was covered in dried blood, his fingers tapped nervously against it. "Tell me, Virtuoso, how does killing make you feel? For me it makes me feel excited, alive even, the rush of watching the life fade from their eyes as they bleed out makes me happy."
