#wammu x reader insert

First Time

(f/n) was laid on a thoughtfully placed cluster of warm furs, the soft fibers gently caressing her naked flesh with welcome that saved her from the chilly midnight air.

Large hands cupped her face, delicately holding her still as soft lips tenderly grazed hers, inexperience notable in the hesitant manner they moved before they found certainty while fueled by a longing that had long gone past unbearable.

Seldom days of longing had been spent far from her, the man distanced from his great desire by the cruelty of nature itself, because the shining sun that beamed down so kindly to her was a death sentence to him, keeping him far from her longer than he would have desired.

Slowly, the dying day which soon turned stark had broken the fearless warrior into a yearning, desperate man that relished in the few hours he had to enjoy the mortal woman.

Wammu quickly lost his uncertainty as he continued to kiss her, savoring every little spot his tongue grazed past with a hunger that could only be sedated by the softly humming woman who breathlessly released  little noises of delighted excitement.

His right hand strayed from the spot on her cheek it'd kindly warmed, slowly traveling down, grazing over her skin in an unhurried drag that then ran over her waist, soon dipping down to her hip before detouring down to her heat.

All the while, his jade-colored orbs stayed on her, enchantment shining through as he gazed down at her, making her feel truly only.

A quick quake raked her body as his fingers ventured into the calling warmness that had already become slickened by his unbroken attentiveness to her.

Their lustful kisses soon softened down to playful, peppered pecks before they exhaustively parted, matching expressions of excitement and fulfillment reflecting off of each other.

(f/n) then moved her hands from their locked place behind his neck, soothing them down from his strong shoulders to his broad chest, each palm soon finding their place at each pec.

Her affectionate touch didn't last as she then lightly pressed him back, encouraging him to give her enough space to part her legs and allow the man to be knelt between them, ready.

His other palm trailed down her navel, soon sitting over her stomach, the concerned male then speaking,

" I will stop at the first notion of pain." He informed her, the ashy blonde-haired man's jade eyes swirling with concern and sincerity, one that was pacified as he saw her smile up at him, trusting in his words.

Of course, she believed him, his sincerity being an endearing trait that the woman couldn't help but beam at,

"no," she breathed, her eyes fluttering close as she lightly dragged her top row of teeth over her lower lip, " Please..." she murmured. 

" Please...you won't hurt me," (f/n) promised him.

'I know you won't hurt me...ever,' she thought sweetly, unable to hold back her gentle smile, the lovely expression trying to stay even as she grew more anxious.

The thick head of his cock struggled to slip within her sweet, little hole, and it was plainly obvious to him that she was tense, and it was with reason because she wasn't exactly built for a man like him and vice versa.

There came a tickle to her hairline as his fingers kindly moved her (h/c) colored hair away from her face, distracting her from the anxious thoughts she had.

"(f/n)..." he airily uttered.

"Wammu," she said back, releasing the name of her lover, nearly cooing out the address.

"It's ok..." she breathed again, the soft air she emitted cut off as he went to kiss her again, distracting her from the initial sting that would come, regardless of how ready she would be, all in spite of how much she'd already waited.

And soon, a soundless gasp left her, the desperate huff released between their kiss as the discomfort settled in.

Her warm, moistened palms were at each arm, gripping powerful biceps with her own strength that was not held back and forced little nails into his flesh.

His straining muscles rippled beneath the squeezing hands, his body warm and pumped with delicious adrenaline that fastened his pace and ripped new, yet enticing sounds from her.

A strange feeling 

"Wammu," (f/n) breathed, her face hidden into his neck, warm breath hitting his flesh in the same way the warm breeze would grace him, causing his skin to rise with excited, little bumps he'd never experienced before.

" My body," he murmured softly, a deep-rooted embarrassment surfacing and causing his face to fluster pink as he tried to speak, " It feels...strange," he said while running his hands over her figure, his breath harbored as his large palms followed sensual little dips and curves that normally lay hidden beneath loose clothing.

She'd yet to shed a single layer but even so, found herself feeling naked under the stare of his darkened, jade eyes.

" Only you cause this feeling," he told the smaller creature, his green orbs falling over her as she lay beneath him, blinking up at him with sweet (e/c) colored eyes that made his stomach feel as though it'd been spun around by a twister before being placed back into his body.

And his heart, it was in no better shape, being just as affected.

He felt the same wild beat he would during battle, the adrenaline which pumped in his veins making him grow uncomfortably hot even in his scarce attire.

" I have a desire to melt my body over yours," he admitted his lower half moving on its own, the slow rock causing his pelvis to brush over hers. With that alone she became aware of just how affected he was by her, the hardness still hidden beneath cloth straining to be given attention to.

As a little sigh left her, a low hiss drew from him as a result of the mindless action,

"(F/n)" he said lowly, his low, deep voice sending shivers to course throughout  her entire body as weaved through the rumble was a thick hint of desire and brooding lust,

"Yes, Wammu?" She said while looking up at him, her arms both pressed onto his shoulders as her hands linked together behind his neck, all the while swallowing up the sight of the great man.

He was a beautiful being, though large and imposing, holding a hidden tenderness deep within his being that had called out to her, right from the beginning.  

- It's what made her trust him while being vulnerable beneath him.

"Mistress of my heart, " he started closing his eyes briefly as he lay a short, single kiss on each outstretched arm, "Take my body as well," he said while indulging her, falling into the same sweet pool of desire she swam in. 

While each caress of his was new to him, he moved in accordance to his heart, the earned sounds of pleasure emitted from her giving him all the more confidence needed to proceed. 

He rarely ever smiled so openly and much more so tenderly, but he couldn't help but let the careless little expression remain a constant during their act of love or any that proceeded afterward either.

Yours

His hand found hers, gently pulling it up to his awaiting lips to lay a soft kiss over each knuckle. Absentmindedly, he then played with the limb, pressing his palm to hers, truly grasping at how much larger he was than her with the action,

" To be so small...yet so tremendously powerful," he murmured before descending his lips onto hers, finding just a single, quick press insufficient in satisfying him.

After all, (f/n) was almighty, reigning over every bit of his heart, even the deepest crevasses that lay hidden.