Simping for Pixals

From X acc @rinierin7

SHIT—VALKO COME BACKKKK 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭

Valko had grown up being told that when he'd meet his mate, he'd know. He would stay up so many nights, asking his mom to tell the story of how she met his dad, how she knew that his dad was the one. No matter how many times he'd hear the story, he'd never get tired.

Maybe that was why he believed in love stories. Because how could he not? His parents' was the love story for the ages.

However, seeing how old he was now, he was starting to lose hope.

He had travelled the world, met countless people, and never once had he ever met someone that made him pause. That stole his breath, that made his wolf go wild, that pulled him as if they were meant for him.

Sure, there had been relationships, good fucks- some were genuinely nice women. One relationship had even lasted two years because it was so comfortable. But that was all it was. Comfortable. No one ever captured his heart. No one ever made his soul burn. No one ever made his wolf yearn for them.

Not the way his mother had always told that she did for his father.

So he told himself that love could wait. It would have to wait. He just focused more and more on the company. On his career. On everything other than what he wanted to seek out.

Even now, he was sitting at his desk, overseeing some papers when his assistant knocked.

"Sir?" He popped his head in the office. "We have a bit of a situation downstairs."

"What now, Simon?" Valko sighed and looked up.

"Uh.. there's a woman downstairs. In the lobby. Won't leave until she sees you." Simon explained.

"So? Call security or whatever-" Valko waved him away.

"That's the problem part." Simon swallowed. "She's not doing anything. She's just sitting there. Says that she needs 5 minutes only. Says that she'll wait."

"Wait?" Valko's brows furrowed and Simon nodded. He inhaled deeply and paused. "I'll handle it." Valko said slowly and then took another deep breath.

There were the usual smells. Office cedar, air fresheners, stale coffee, and something new. Different. Sweeter.

Valko closed his laptop and took out his nasal blockers. He usually wore them so his sense of smell wouldn't constantly be assaulting and distracting him. He took another deep breath and suddenly felt his wolf pawing at the back of his throat.

That was new. His wolf never did that. Had never done that.

He walked out of his office and the smell grew stronger. He followed it all the way down to the lobby and there you were. His heart stuttered, his wolf practically tried to claw out of his chest. He had to put his nasal blocker back in so to not lose control and show the whole building his tail.

"I heard you were looking for me." He said smoothly with a smile, offering his hand.

"Mr Ao! Hello!" You smiled brightly and his knees almost buckled. "I'm so sorry for showing up like this but I called and no appointments were available until next month and-"

He wasn't listening. He couldn't. You were shaking his hand and that's all that mattered. All this time he'd spent looking- Somehow you'd come to him. Just shown up out of thin air.

"But anyway- I found a backdoor vulnerability in your new healthcare app-" You pulled away from his hand and he almost reached out to grab you again. You didn't notice that. You were too busy opening your laptop to show him what you'd found. "I have a small cyber security start up." You explained. "And I thought that if I'd emailed you about this, it might look like a scam or something -"

You were still talking but all Valko was doing was looking at you. Your hair, your eyes, your smile, the way your mouth moved as you spoke, your hands as they glided over the keys on your laptop. Whereas his wolf was purring because he was just near you. A soft chant churning in his head. Mate. Mate. Mate. Mate.

"See?" You smiled, showing him your laptop screen. "That could lead to potential data leaks." Valko nodded. He had heard absolutely nothing you'd said. "Whoever built the authentication layer probably forgot to tie up the loose ends- It's nothing catastrophic. Yet." You turned to him and he was just... There. Without a single working braincell.

"Right... Can you show me the code again please?" He tried to piece together what you'd said.

You nodded and put your laptop on the receptionist's desk. Valko moved closer to look at your laptop over your shoulder and definitely not to smell you.

The nasal blocker was there but this close, he could still smell you. Like pine after rain. Like a warm beach day. Like midnight after a thick snow. Everything was so crisp and you were showing him a code that looked like hieroglyphics at the moment.

"Mr Ao?" You asked, unsure if he was even listening.

"I'm sorry." He gave an easy smile to cover up the torment inside him. "I'm a little distracted. Work and all-" He lied. Oh god I just lied to my mate what would mother say? He cleared his throat. "If you could give me your number, perhaps we can arrange a proper sit down and discuss this?" And then afterwards I'll throw you over my shoulder and we'll disappear for at least a month.

You smiled again and his wolf preened. You were smiling at him. For him.

"Of course." You handed him your business card.

"I'll take very good care of this." And you. Oh god I'll take such good care of you. He slipped the business card into his pocket.

You nodded, "Well.. um- I should go- I'm sorry for causing a scene and-"

Cause as many scenes as you want. Anything you want. His brain was burning up. This was everything and more than what his mother had told him would feel like.

"Thank you." He breathed out as you put your laptop on your bag. "For finding this." And me. Thank you for finding me. "We would have landed in a lot of trouble and lawsuits if you hadn't."

"It's really no problem. You're doing good work. I didn't want it to stop just because someone made a mistake." You assured him. "Thank you again for your time, Mr Ao."

"Valko. Please, call me Valko." He said softly. You'll be saying it for the rest of life, soon enough.

"Valko." You repeated and his wolf purred in his chest.

He shook your hand again, his other hand coming to cover yours completely. "I hope to see you again soon." And then never let you go.

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The First Meeting

This was going horribly. You were talking, Valko was nodding, pretending to listen but he was not catching a single word.

You were here. In his office. But so were a handful of other people in this stupid room because this was a meeting and they had an agenda to fix the authentication layer of the new health care app.

He hated how there were so many scents overlapping your smell. He was pretty sure his employees noticed his very grumpy face. But much to his relief, they assumed that he was angry about this mishap. Not the fact that they were all crowded around his mate and talking to her and being in her vicinity- All the things that even he had barely gotten the privilege of!

"Alright." He spoke suddenly, and the room quieted down. "I think we've covered plenty of ground for now. Why don't we follow up the rest on Slack?" He asked. "Someone will add you to the company channel." He said so sweetly to you.

"Uh- Sir- Slack is only for employees-" Someone asked with confusion.

It took everything Valko had in him to not snarl at his employee and throw him out for even implying that you weren't to get access to everything and anything-

Don't these idiots realize they're speaking about my future wife? He glared at them, his back tingling as his tail wanted to be let loose.

"Consider this special circumstances." Since she'll own half of this company soon enough. He said through gritted teeth.

Everyone nodded and started to shuffle out when he asked for you to stay back.

Once the room was empty, and the last person left, leaving just you and him, he took a deep breath. Finally, just your scent. He sighed, then looked at you with a smile.

"I had a proposition for you." He was doing his best to be smooth. "How would you feel about me buying your company? You could be head of cyber security here?" Oh- And I'd get to see you everyday. Work with you all the time.

You stared at him with raised brows. "Excuse me?"

Uh oh- That's not the reaction I wanted. He almost pouted.

"I- Uh-" You gathered your thoughts to articulate yourself as kindly as you possibly could. "I think we've misunderstood one another." You looked at him.

His wolf cowered inside him. No- No- No- Mate is angry. Why is mate angry? Fix it!! Fix! Fix!

"I came to you as a favour to help you secure your app better. I'm not interested in selling or being absorbed into another company." You said firmly and Valko's wolf whined pathetically in his head.

"I'm- I'm sorry- I-" He stammered, a lump already forming in his throat.

You stared at him in confusion. Was this man about to cry because you said no to selling?

"I just- I wanted to-" He tried but what was he supposed to say? That he wanted to make sure you'd never want for anything. He cleared his throat and forced himself to calm down. "I apologize for assuming. Can I make it up to you?" He asked. "Perhaps, a dinner?" Yes- Yes. That was good. Very smooth.

You exhaled a soft laugh, zipping up your bag. "I don't think that would be appropriate. Considering we're working together at the moment."

Valko wanted to sob. "Maybe after we're done with this?"

"Maybe?" You said shyly.

Success!! His wolf jumped around. Valko smiled at you. "Maybe is good. I like maybe."

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The doggos figure out how they both fit in your life... literally

Caleb x reader x Valko (applewolf) Warnings/Tropes: Explicit, MDNI. Lil Rivalry/Lil Fruity bw the boys (yes i love me some spice), Double penetration, Praise, Size difference, Overstimulation, Rough sex

wc: 1200

You weren't sure how you got here.

The tension in the room was thick enough to cut with a blade. The only sound was the steady, grating hum of a drill working into metal. Biting your lip, you looked up, your eyes darting between the two men sitting in front of you. Hostility radiated off both of them. 

Caleb was shooting daggers at the redhead. Valko kept his jaw clenched, a muscle ticking as his gaze remained fixated on Caleb’s mechanical arm, ignoring the glare as he tightened the final bolts. 

You contemplated all your life choices that led up to this moment.

Caleb, your dear sweet Caleb, the only boy you had eyes for your entire life, had returned to Linkon after a months-long mission in the deepspace tunnel. Like always, he was staying with you in your apartment. And since you had recently learned about the reality of his mechanical arm, you had been gently pushing him to be more vulnerable with you– which included nagging him until he finally let you tag along for his routine maintenance repairs. 

Except there was a slight problem. You had discovered a little too late that the technician in charge of keeping Caleb’s arm functional was, well... Valko. 

You had met him while Caleb was away on his mission, when your paths crossed with the Encore tech company during your hunter duties. And your relationship with him had quickly devolved from professional boundaries into something entirely different. 

Filled with heated proximity and unaddressed, impulsive kisses that you both had indulged in. You were left in a predicament that left you utterly confused, suddenly finding yourself deeply attracted to a man who wasn't Caleb. It wasn't like your feelings for your first love had dissipated; you were just…stuck. 

And as fate would have it, your plans of hopefully distancing from both men to get your head straight were instantly foiled. All of your paths had collided into one volatile mess. 

After what felt like ages,Valko finally set the heavy machinery aside. He inspected Caleb’s arm one last time before pulling his protective glasses off, to which Caleb responded with a low grunt. 

“So,” Valko started, his nostrils flaring as he clenched his jaw hard enough to crack bone. His sensitive sense of smell was painstakingly aware of the distinct scent you and Caleb now shared, perhaps due to the fact that he was using your bodywash whilst living with you.

“How do you know him exactly?” Valko cocked an eyebrow, his sharp gaze snapping over to you. You stiffened in your seat, your throat going completely dry. You opened your mouth to respond, but Caleb beat you to the chase.

“I believe I should be the one asking that question.” Caleb tilted his head, eyes locking onto the redhead. “I can tell there have been recent... developments since I last left you, pips.” 

Now both of them were staring directly at you, waiting.

Goddammit. Of course he knew something was up between the two of you. Your body language probably gave everything away, alongside the fact that Valko looked too comfortable being in your personal space. 

“I-I can explain,” you squeaked, shrinking back into your chair, feeling like prey caught in a trap.

You didn't think it was possible, but the following events stunned you even further. After you finally stammered out the truth, you had fully expected them to completely flip out. With how fiercely overprotective Caleb had been throughout your entire life, combined with the fact that Valko was weirdly territorial about you around anyone else, you figured all hell would break loose. 

But instead, the atmosphere in the room shifted.They exchanged a look– a knowing, dangerous glint passing between them before they shared the same canine grin.

Which led to your current situation. 

You were pulled onto Caleb’s lap, your back pressed flush against his chest, and your thighs held up and spread wide apart by his arms, completely naked and exposed to the man in front of you. You would have tried to shy away if not for the wreck happening below.

 Both men were sinking their cocks  into your pussy at the same time, stretching the tiny hole to the point where your vision went blurry. 

“Ahh- t-too big,” you whined, yet looking down, full blown tears started streaming down your cheeks at the fact that they weren't even halfway inside.

Valko leaned over, using his tongue to lick the salty tears away, a smug smile stretching across his face. “Oh? I thought you wanted us both at the same time, puppy.” 

Panicking at the mounting pressure, you tried to arch your hips upward, wanting to escape their dicks bullying their way into you. But Valko’s large hands locked onto your hips like vices, holding you down firmly in place. 

“Nah, clearly puppy over here, is all bark no bite.” Caleb murmured from behind you, his warm breath sending shivers down your spine as he condescendingly enunciated Valko's nickname for you. 

Soon enough, when they both finally bottomed out with heavy grunts, their dicks throbbing in unison against your tight walls, your pussy betrayed you. To your utter humiliation, you came, hard, all from just being stuffed to the brim.

“F-fuck. That's all you needed huh. I mean–Shit. Just look at her bro” Valko practically whimpered, his voice breaking at how tightly you were gripping and spasming around them. It didn't help your case at all when he reached over to rub deliberate circles on your clit, making you gush, your slick release dripping down their connected lengths.

Without warning, Caleb leaned over, wrapped his hand securely around your neck, and used you as leverage to thrust up into you. The sudden movement prompted Valko to move as well, hissing from the friction of Caleb sliding against him. 

“hah! My god, mmph–” You were oh so gone, your face going completely slack in a lewd expression as your eyes rolled back into your skull. 

“Nasty girl, look at how wet you are,” Caleb mused, looking down at the filthy sight where you were all connected. It was messy and uncoordinated at first, with Valko growing ravenous as your scent intensified by tenfold from how much you were dripping everywhere. 

Quickly though, Caleb got annoyed by the boy’s chaotic movements, so much so that he reached forward to grab a handful of Valko's hair, tugging back sharply until he slowed down. 

“Slow down, mutt. In case you forgot, she's not the only one feeling your dick here.” 

“Nah,” Valko flashed a wolfish smile, the fact that Caleb was sharing your scent turned him on a little more than he’d care to admit. “I know you’re upset it took you years to fuck her, and what'd it take me? A few months? How bout’chu pipe down mutt”

Their little hissing match translated into rocking into you even deeper, each thrust practically hitting your cervix with brutal force. Clearly, you were going to be the sacrificial lamb between the two of them today.  “G-guys, slow down, too much-!” you sobbed out, too overwhelmed from the men rutting into you like they were in heat.

“Nope.”

“nuh-uh,” you heard in unison.

Fuck me, you thought, your mind completely melting as they picked up the pace. This is gonna take a while.

wc: 1475

content: smut, pussy eating, pussy sniffing, sniffing everywhere, biting, valko dry humps the bed n cums all over himself, mentions predator/prey dynamic, mentions marking and abo, not proofread

“mmh. did you go somewhere new today?” valko mumbles against the skin of your shoulder, rubbing his cheek against the scar of his mark there, scenting you.

you lazily flip the page of the book you’re reading, not paying him much attention. “nope. just to the post office, why?”

valko presses his nose to your neck and sniffs the area heavily, lifting your arm and smelling down it as well. “you have a new smell.”

“hmm. well, let me know what it is when you find it.” you say, brushing it off.

valko was always saying you smelled different, thanks to his hypersensitive sense of smell. normally it was just a spice you’d used to cook, or a new skin product. he’d sniff you all over for half an hour, maybe longer, until he found it, then he’d be satisfied.

“Okay, that’s it.”

You were busy absentmindedly gnawing on Valko’s arm like a feral, teething puppy. “Huh–”

Your voice was cut off as he stood up from his chair, turning toward you and picking your body clean off the ground.

“I’m gonna have to put you in air jail now, pup.”

“What?! Val, what are you– c’mon, why?” you flailed in his hold, arms and legs thrashing in the air, but his grip on your waist remained steady, as if you weighed absolutely nothing.

Realizing you weren't going to be put down anytime soon, you resorted to just pouting up at him, your body going completely limp like a doll being held up.

“You know why. You have been very distracting while I’m working.”

You looked down at his well developed arms, finding them littered with blooming red and purple bite marks. The view had the exact opposite effect on you, your cheeks flushed hot, and you practically drooled.

Valko gave you a light shake to snap your focus back to him. “Eyes on me now.”

“Five more minutes of this,” he said, tilting his head. It was the look of a man who was absolutely not playing.

a/n: hello gang …. valko fluff … take it please …. i would say sorry for being ooc but baby there is no character </3 so i hope u guys enjoy this LOLLL im very excited for his lore !!! valko lovers this is a safe space ,,, inspired by this post hehe thank u dani for ur genius mind <3

wc: 1k | masterlist

“I’m starting to wish I could say no to you,” valko grumbles, brows drawn together in frustration as he stands much too close to the glass of the claw machine. his gaze only intensifies as he moves the claw a centimeter over, narrowing his eyes as he presses the button. “cmon, cmon,” he mumbles under his breath, groaning loudly and throwing his arms up when the stupid puppy plushy immediately falls out of the claws grasp.

“this is so stupid! I should just buy this place and give you the plushies,” he frowns, amusement flickering in his eyes as he turns to see you keeling over in laughter. a small smile graces his features as he stares at you, “my suffering is not meant for your entertainment, dollface.”

“okay, okay,” you calm yourself down, stepping closer to the much taller man, his fluffy tail immediately brushing against your legs, as if beckoning you closer. “why don’t you try using your evol? no one’s around anyway,” you wiggle your eyebrows at him, seeing the small smirk appear on his face.

"What do you think you're doing?" You've been ignoring him all day but it was hard forcing yourself to focus on the words on the page when a 6'2" wolf man is rolling around in your laundry, trying to get your attention.

Valko stops half roll, tangled in your pile of clothes, "Reading like you."

"You're lying on my clothes."

"I am not lying on your clothes," he says while very obviously lying on your clothes.

"Please go away, i don't want to start a fight." You don't have the energy to do this right now.

"I'm not trying to start one." His fluffy ears pricks up which successfully indicated you he isn't giving up. "This is just how scent marking works in our pack."

You want to drop him off at the abandoned pet shelter. "You're so immature."

His ears drop. "Okay, fine. I'm sorry. I shouldn't have scared away the dog.”

"You scared off Tara's dog in her own backyard.”

“I didn't do anything. I just stood there when I should've bitten him instead.” He says the last part under his breath.

"He was shaking, Val.”

"I got jealous, okay?" His tail droops and ears turn flat. "You were petting him."

"That's not a reason to scare a golden retriever half to death."

"It felt like a very good reason at the time.”

You give him your deadliest glare, the one that would normally scare off any normal person but he's Valko and he's not normal, so he takes it as an invitation instead and crawls on the bed, dropping his head into your lap. “Ugh. Fine, i will apologise to her and her dog.”

“Good boy.”

“Okay then pet this good boy.”

“so when you wear headphones…” you trail off as your eyes focus on the set of fluffy burgundy ears atop his head.

“i put them on my ears like everyone else, dollface” valko replies, brows slightly furrowed as he stares at you. “where else would i put them?”

“which ones though?” you ask, valkos mouth opens slightly at your question, a small huff of laughter leaving his lips. he grab the headphones from the coffee table, slipping them over his head and sliding them over his human ears.

“like this, obviously,” he smiles at you, amber eyes softly looking at the way you cock your head slightly, adorable. “what did you think i did?”

“don’t your other ears hurt though?” your hand reaches for the ears pinned under the headphone band, letting them free from where they were pinned and scratching softly. valkos eyes flutter shut for a moment, opening them quickly when he feels you take the headphones off his head. “what if you wore them like this instead?”

you giggle slightly as you placed the muffs on his wolf ears, laughing as valkos eyes widened slightly.

“doll this is ridiculous-” his protests are cut short as the headphone lose their balance and fall on his face. you gasp sljghtly, smile wide on your face as you reach out to move them. valko only shakes his head slightly, eyes narrowing playfully at you. “that’s why i don’t wear them that way,” he mumbles, eyes still trained on you.

you can’t help but flush under his gaze, snatching the headphones off his head quickly. he shakes his head, an angry pout of his lips as he stares at you putting the headphones back on the table.

“are you satisfied now?” the scowl on his face only makes you wanna jump his bones even more. you pretend to think for a second.

“if you wore jeans in your wolf form-" valko doesn’t let you finish your sentence, immediately growling and tackling you onto the couch. he wastes no time in letting his face nuzzle into your neck, nipping slightly before taking in a deep breath.

“no more hypotheticals dollface, only cuddles.”

“greedy wolf” you mumble out, smiling when he lets out a high pitched whine, tail wagging slowly as your arms wrap around him. “my greedy wolf,” you correct, biting back laughter when his tail smacks roughly against your leg as it wags.

masterlist

How did a dragon like him, carved with sharp edges that thousands only ever looked at in disgrace and fear, manage to find a life full of gentle. He finds himself feeling undeserving sometimes, though will admit he’s selfish enough to never let you go.

But it doesn’t matter to him that his name is attached to synonyms of danger, nor does it matter to him that blood and violence defines most of what they regard him as. You’ve always had your very own vocabulary that sings praises for Sylus.