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h3avens4ngel · 6 months

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𝐂𝐫𝐢𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐥 ・miguel o’hara smut, nsfw

- breading kink, needy Miguel, p in v, choking, pet names, overstimulating, crying from overstiming, soft dom mig, rough sex!, size kink

Miguel was a needy husband to say the least.

He couldn’t help but give your ass a nice squeeze whenever you wore those tiny pj shorts or bury his face in your neck whenever you wore a tight tank top just to feel your tits press against him.

It was almost as if anything you did would make him weak at the knees. You wear his tee shirt, he’s wrapped around your waist. Your cooking a meal, he’s buried in your neck telling you how lucky he is.

“I know chula, yo sé que te gusta” he pouted as the aftermath of wearing his baggy tee was in full affect. Miguel had you bent over the kitchen counter with a fist full of your hair tangled in his hand.

You were dumbly bouncing along with his hard thrusts, drool pooling out of your mouth as he knocked the air out of you. He’d been at it for god knows how long but the last you remember, you were in the kitchen around 6ish putting some dishes away and now it’s almost 8.

“Asi mami, relájate” he cooed as he felt you clench around him. He talked you through his constant pounding, cock stretching and stuffing you deliciously. You could feel him in the deepest places, his fat tip nudged against your cervix as his cock slid in and out of you at a pace that was intoxicating.

“Migue- mig- oh mmhh ah-“ you tried to tell him how good he felt but you were met with his hips picking up in pace “shh shh, let me take care of you, save that pretty voice for later chula. Just take it, take it f’me” Miguel hummed, his words having slight pauses as he fucked you dumb.

“Just need’a fuck a baby into you bunny, fill you up nice and warm with my cum just like you beg me to”

You let out a shaky moan as his hand wrapped around your throat “mírame mami, por favor déjame mirarte.” You could hate Miguel for how condescending he sounds knowing you can’t even hold yourself up.

“That’s it” he hums into your cheek as he plunged his cock inside your gushy walls. Miguel’s eyes rolled back at the sounds of your high pitched whines as you reached your 3rd orgasm “mi- I ca- can’t” you began to cry.

Tears began to stain your cheeks as the overstimulation began to cause you to claw at his arms “yes you can, you can for me” he purred as he wrapped an arm around around your collar bone, pinning you onto his back as he leaned back onto the counter and lifted you onto his chest.

Your head fell back onto his shoulder as he began to fuck you up right, hands behind your thighs as he fucked you like a toy “asi, asi chula a- ay asi” Miguel began to huff as you clenched around his cock.

You soaked his thighs as you gushed out cum and squirted all over him, his gruntled moan roaring into your jaw as he came right after you. His arms shook in the mist of his orgasm, causing you to hold yourself up by his biceps “tha- that’s it, ah fuck that’s it” Miguel panted.

Miguel expertly held you up as he pulled out and turned around to sit you on the counter so he could carry you properly. But before he could, he slumped forward into the crook of your neck. He inhaled your sweet scent that let him know you were ready for a baby, you were ovulating. “thank you chula” Miguel whispered while he pressed a kiss onto your shoulder.

“Did so good for me” he praised. Miguel was already thinking of what pjs he’d get out for you while you rested in the bath. He knew you loved his tee shirts but the baggy shirt hanging around your plump thighs would either lead him buried between your thighs or back stuffed inside you.

He cursed himself in his head, he needs to let his pretty girl rest. Your comfort was worth his racing thoughts because after all, he can’t fuck you every time you were in his tee’s.

#miguel o'hara #smut #miguel o’hara smut #miguel o’hara x reader #miguel smut #miguel x you #miguel x reader #marvel smut

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h3avens4ngel · 6 months

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𝐉𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐨𝐮𝐬𝐲

𝟏𝟖+ | 𝐒𝐦𝐮𝐭 | 𝐌𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫-𝐋𝐢𝐬𝐭

𝐒𝐭𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐆𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐱 𝐅𝐞𝐦 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: bratty Steven, jealousy, pussy eating! Face eating, switch Steven, slightly argument, reader slightly insecure about not showering after work, pussy fiend Steven, kissing, language, pet names (love, honey, sweet girl, sweetheart, perfect girl), mentions of Jake

Steven was so possessive at times. He hated whenever another man went up and flirted with you during your shifts. He’d scoff to himself and death glare the men, trying to look as intimidating as he could, yet protesting whenever Jake said he could take care of it.

Today was one of those days. You came home later than Steven, the museum had you doing some late shifts and Steven got the earlier shifts. “Hi baby” you bubbly smiled as you locked the door to Steven’s flat.

You turned around looking for Steven and getting a little taken aback to see Steven sitting on the couch with a bothered look on his face. “You ok?”

Steven didn’t answer, all he did was nod. You knew that meant no. “What’s the matter Steven” you worriedly hurried toward him, sitting next to him and fully facing him. “Nothing love” he muttered in a semi whiney tone.

“Steven what’s wrong” you sigh “nothing! Nothing at all. You seem to be occupied already” he hissed in a brattish tone “huh?” You raised an eyebrow at his words, occupied? With what?

“My job? Steven you know I can’t control the shifts they give me” you sigh, leaning into his shoulder and kissing his jaw “I’m not talking about your shifts!” He yells.

“What the hell Steven? I can’t read your mind!” You reply back in the same tone “that damn new guy pfft. With his stupid American accent ‘how are you today’ oh how he loves to talk” Steven muttered.

You tried not to laugh at Steven’s American accent, cute. “You’re jealous” you chuckled. Stevens cheeks turned a light shade of pink as you smiled over at him “you don’t need to be jealous Steven, I love you and only you. You know that already don’t you?” you cooed.

“I- I’m not jealous”

“Mmhm” you giggled. Steven was cute when he was all flustered and embarrassed, he was SO jealous. How adorable.

Steven’s breath hitched as you straddled him, pushing him back onto the couch and running your hands through his curly locks “look at me” you whispered.

Steven stared up at you puppy eyed and flushed “I only want you, only you Steven. I couldn’t ask for a better boyfriend than you” you hummed. Your lips softly pressed kisses onto his lips and down his neck “you’re all I could ever ask for Steven”

His hands were on his sides and head thrown back as you began to make your way back up to his mouth “I’m sorry” he whined. His hands shakily moved up to your hips “I- I was being a bit harsh” He quietly admitted.

You chuckled, nodding at his change in demeanor as he lowered his head and began to apology kiss all over you neck. “You were” you agreed.

Steven whined in response, feeling guilty, he was determined to make it up to you. “I’m sorry honey, I’m so so sorry.” He whispered, his lips pressing soft kisses and hands trembling as he hiked your skirt up.

“Let me give you one part of my apology sweetheart? You’re always nothing but sweet my perfect girl. But I let my thoughts get the best of me yeah?” He softly smiled. “Jealousy looks cute on you” you tease, a moan spilling from his pretty plump lips as you began to grind onto his lap.

“Let me make it up to you love?” He muttered, his mouth in agar as he tried to keep himself calm. “Of course” you hummed.

And with that Steven gently pushed you onto the couch, his hands exploring your body while trying to contain himself. “Fucking hell” he hissed after one look at how soaked your pretty lace panties were. Steven gawked at the way you were all gushy and sticky for him already.

As one of his fingers feasibly pulled past your panties and ran down you folds, Steven let out an audible moan. You were expecting a good fucking but once you saw Steven lick his lips, you got a little worried.

Sure you loved when he ate you out like it was the last meal he’ll ever get but you had been working all day you felt like that wasn’t the best choice.

Steven eagerly tugged your panties down and lowering himself down to your cunt “Steven I haven’t showered yet not th-“ you tried to protest but before you could finish your sentence he shushed you and muttered an I could care less.

You gasped as his soft tongue lapped at your puffy folds as he carelessly pulled you onto his mouth. It was so overwhelming feeling Steven buried between your thighs but he felt like it wasn’t enough. He wanted more, wanted to feel you completely immersed in him.

He pulled back hastily, pulling you up and taking your position as he lightly manhandled you. You were in complete shock at how easily he could lift you up and carelessly mold you into place. Steven was never usually this bold.

“Sit on my face lovey, come on honey” he whined as you sat up on his lap. You stared at him in shock but didn’t dare to not comply “I- yea- ok” you muttered. For the first time, you were the one stuttering, not him.

Steven tried to hide his smile but it was no use, he motion you up and yanked you forward the second you started scooting forward.

Steven felt like a jerk and a complete idiot for letting his worries and insecurities all out on you. He felt like it was a little unfair to eat you out as an apology since it was certainly no punishment for him.

You chuckled as Steven eagerly wrapped his arms around your thighs, salivating at the sight of your pussy “oh fu-“ you gasped as he pulled you onto his face, a loud moaning coaxing out of him as you sink onto his mouth.

You try and lift yourself up for his comfort but to his protest, he groans and sinks his nails in your thighs “sit f’me” he mumbled into you pussy. Steven was getting needier by the second, the taste of your natural scent mixed with delicious slick coating his tongue was overwhelming.

His hips thrusted subconsciously into the air, his whines and moans growing in intensity as you pulled at his pretty brown hair “stevennn oh my go-“ you shakily squealed, a high pitch moan filling his ears as you began to throb in his mouth.

He could feel your poor throbbing clit against his tongue encouraging him to lap and swirl his tongue at what was his “mine, al- all mine mmhmm” he panted. Steven messily ate you out as he watched you begin to shake above him.

You were in shock by the way he had you in his grip, he wasn’t going to let go until he showed you how sorry he was. The feeling of his soft wet tongue expertly swirling around your clit was something you could never get tired of, neither of you could.

“I- I’m gonna I- Steven oh fuckk” you gasped as you slumped forward. His moans grew even louder as you pushed deeper into him. All you could hear was muffled whines and moans as he began rubbing his hips against the cushion for some friction, hoping his pants would tug on his painfully hard boner.

Steven let out a loud moan as he came into his boxers, his loads coating and messily seeping through his thin boxers. You softly sat yourself back into his lap, letting him ride out his orgasm and encourage him as you softly grind onto him.

Steven looked so pretty like this, eyes squeezed shut as he threw his head back in bliss. He was panting and whining as he came down from his orgasm “I love you so much, my sweet girl.”

#masterlist #steven grant #smut #moon knight #moonknight #steven grant smut #steven grant x reader #steven grant x you #moonknight smut

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h3avens4ngel · 6 months

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I love this ahhhh!!! <3

Bad days

Pairing- Steven grant x f!reader, hints of Marc and Jake x f!reader.

Summary- You help Steven relax and cure his bad day.

CW-18+,MDNI,NSFW, porn with a little plot, angst, fluff, Steven being unsure at first, oral m receiving, cum eating, slight sub Steven,Dom reader, Marc and Jake being teases and helpful because it’s them.

WK-2.4k

A/N- Making Steven feel good is like candy to me so I hope you enjoy this.

Not beta read

[Moon Knight Masterlist][Main Masterlist]

You set the groceries down to knock on the door to Stevens flat. You don’t hear any movement on the other side of the door for a few brief moments. You know Steven wasn’t always punctual but he never missed an opportunity for you to cook him dinner.

It was a little nerve wracking at first taking over his job in the gift shop. He was promoted to tour guide at the museum but Donna insisted he train his replacement.

Marc was annoyed in the beginning. How hard could it be to work in a gift shop? He knew Steven had been waiting for so long to be a tour guide and told him in so many words to tell Donna to shove off. Until you walked in.

For once in his life Steven didn’t bumble his way through an introduction. You loved the way he cared so deeply for the regular patrons and cataloged all the items in the gift shop.

He gave you a taweret plushie on your last day of training and couldn’t contain his excitement when you wrapped your arms around him as a thank you.

Ask her now

It wasn’t often Jake made an appearance, but since you’ve come into the picture he was making himself more and more known.

He’s right, ask her

It was a problem for Steven when Marc and Jake were getting along. He has yet to make his condition known to you, but he’s noticed you smirking when he’s talking out loud or having a stern conversation with his reflection in the glass of the gift shop.

“I was wondering if maybe…you’d like to go to dinner with me sometime?”

You said yes before he could even get the words out.

That was a few months ago.

****

Steven noticed you at the end of the hallway as the doors to the lift opened.

I told you to just give her a key hermano

Steven didn’t want to just hand you a key like Marc or Jake would. He wanted it to be special…he already had it made, he just needed an opportunity to present it to you. He’s been so busy with his promotion he’s barely had time for you.

You offered to cook him dinner and he couldn’t even bother to be on time for that.

He looks so tired, even from where you’re standing. You can tell he’s had a rough day and you’re determined to make it better. It’s not often the boys let you spoil them, always so concerned with your needs.

Steven had needs too…he just needed a gentle reminder.

****

“I’m sorry I’m so late, Love.” He pecks your lips as he drops some scrolls to the ground to fish out his keys.

“It’s okay Steven, I haven't been waiting long.” You bend over to pick up the groceries as he drops his keys.

“Oh bollocks, can’t even open my own door.” You try to grab his shoulder as he picks them up from the floor. He mutters something under his breath about being clumsy and your certain Marc or Jake aren’t helping.

“Steven, honey.” You wrap your arms around him as you slowly grab the keys. “Let me help you.”

Steven wants to protest but your hands are like magic covering his. He has to pinch himself everyday to remind himself he’s not dreaming, when it comes to you. Marc and Jake may give him a hard time but he never lets them forget that you were interested in him first.

He sighs into your touch as you slowly open the door. “You’re too good to me, you know that.” He scoops the groceries in one arm and the scrolls in the other.

“There’s no such thing as too good.” Your lips curve into a smile before you lean in and kiss him and he nearly drops everything in his arms.

“Why don’t you set that stuff down and get comfortable.”

He goes to protest but you place your finger on his lips. “Go wash off this awful day, change into something comfortable and relax.” You kiss him again a little deeper and longer, you can feel him sigh into it as you start to pull away. “I’m not taking no for an answer.”

I would do what she says if I were you.

He pinches himself before he heads off to the bathroom.

****

Steven notes the delicious smell wafting through the flat as he pulls on his favorite jumper and sweatpants. Although he knows whenever he comments on how good it smells you always tell him it’s just garlic and onions.

You’re a picture of domestic perfection as you finish putting something in the oven. You wipe your hands on the small towel as you look up and smile at him.

His feet are rooted to the spot in the living room as you make your way towards him,you look like you want to devour more than just the food. The urge to look over his shoulder and make sure he’s the one you’re looking at is strong.

Your soft hand gently grabs his wrist as you pull him toward the couch. Perhaps Marc or Jake took control of his legs because he certainly doesn’t remember how he swiftly ended up seated with you on your knees in front of him.

The words are leaving your mouth but he can’t hear anything over the buzzing in his ears as you rub your hands up and down his legs.

“What did you say love?” You smirk and lean up, pulling his face to yours as your soft lips meet his. He could stay like this, just kissing you as he melts into the couch. The stress of the day pouring off him like the rain outside.

“I said…did you have a bad day?” You trail kisses along his jaw and nip at his earlobe as you wait for his answer.

“Yes.” It comes out as a confession, like he’s ashamed to admit that he has bad days doing his dream job.

Your warm hands roam under his sweater along his chest and trail down as you hook your fingers in his waistband. His breathing is coming in too fast and he tries to calm himself down as your body brushes against the obvious tent in his sweats.

“Do you want me to make it better?” It’s a whisper in his ear that he hears loud and clear as your hands wait for permission.

Say yes Steven

It must’ve been too long, because his head mates urge him to answer you before you change your mind. As if you ever would.

“Yes…please.” You chuckle at his rushed out response as if you can read his mind and know exactly what they’re saying.

It drives him a little bit wild that you’re giving him this attention. He was always a little more reserved than Marc and not as bold as Jake. He’s never been treated like this. The sole purpose of someone’s desires.

You tug a little on his pants and bite your lip. He lifts his hips to help you as you pull them down just enough to pool at his feet. He’s achingly hard as your hand reaches out to pump him a few times.

He bites down on his tongue to keep from coming at the first touch of you. It’s only been a few days and he’s already so desperate for anything you’ll give him.

The genuine look of enjoyment on your face as you stare at it like it’s an appetizer to a four course meal is something he’ll have to frame in his mind.

The feel of your hand is quickly replaced with your mouth as you slide down the length of him, your plush lips wrapped around his cock as you hum in approval. Finally provided the relief you both wanted.

He chokes back a moan as your tongue slides back up, slowly twirling around the tip. A drop of precum trails down the side and you tilt your head licking it up like an ice cream cone. Not wanting to waste a drop.

Fuck

Your hands are on his legs again as you rub them in time with your head as you bob up and down, moaning around his cock sending chills up his spine.

You loved watching Steven let go. It was exhilarating that you could make someone come undone. The dark look in his eyes is almost similar to Marc’s but you know by the noises coming from him and the way his hands grip the couch it’s your sweet Steven.

Put your hand on the back of her head

“What?” He rasps out above you.

You come off with a pop and take in his unruly curls as the sweat forms on his furrowed brow.

“I didn’t say anything honey.” He stares blankly at you for a moment before he realizes he must’ve spoke out loud.

Idiota

“Sorry love, you can keep going…if you want to—

His rambling is cut short as you take him into your mouth again, not wasting a moment as your lips slide all the way down his cock. Your nose brushes the curls at the base and you gag a little.

“Sorry love…” Steven begins to apologize but you don’t seem to be stopping.

Listen to me and don’t say anything

Perhaps he should just listen to Marc, he’s never…well maybe not never, but he’s rarely led him astray.

Put your hand on the back of her head and Gently…go with her movements.

You glance up at Steven who nods his head as he places his hand on the back of yours. He’s looking at you with those puppy dog eyes like he’s asking for permission to do what you’ve been wanting this whole time. Enjoy it.

You hollow out your cheeks and pull him in deeper as he audibly moans a little louder. His nails scratch lightly at your scalp as he pushes you down a little further. His bold movements turn you on even more than you were before. You breathe through your nose and push past the burning in your lungs to stay on the edge of his pleasure for a little longer.

“You’re perfect, you know that?” He mostly says it to himself as you whine your response because you can't really answer at the moment. Not verbally at least.

You know you probably look a mess as your mascara runs down your cheeks and the drool pools outside your mouth as he takes what he wants. Except he’s looking at you like you hung the moon as his free hand swipes a stray tear from the corner of your eye.

It feels like he’s in the duwat again the way he’s floating between this reality and the next. He struggles to keep his eyes on you as he throws his head back against the couch finally relinquishing all control he had over his emotions.

The sounds of your mouth and the muttering of praises are all he can focus on as the familiar feeling starts to creep up his back and infiltrate his brain.

You can feel his legs tense beneath your hands as the grip in your hair tightens instinctually.

“I’m…im close love, you don’t have to.”

Cállate y déjale

“It’s okay Steven, you can let go.” You half pant out as you resume before he can protest.

You place your hand on top of his and urge him on as he curses under his breath. His hips stutter slightly as he feels himself let go, spilling hot ropes of come into your mouth. You don’t let up as you swallow every drop until he’s boneless beneath you. His cock twitches slightly as you come off, slowly catching your breath. His hand drops to the couch with a thud as you raise up next to him and brush his curls out of his face.

The redness on his neck dissipates with every breath that he takes in. He may have been close to passing out if you hadn’t stopped soon.

“That was…incredible.” He half whispers to himself and you chuckle into his neck as you place soft kisses to his sweaty skin.

“I’m glad I could help.”

The timer on the oven beeps bringing your attention back to the dinner you started when you told him to relax.

“Ooohh, the lasagna is done.I hope you’re hungry.” You bounce up off the couch as he stands and pulls his sweats back on.

He feels like he ran a marathon and food sounds delightful at the moment.

“You made my favorite?” It’s said as more of a question than a statement as he watches you move around his kitchen like you’ve been here all your life.

“I made two actually.” You cut into one and place a serving on each of your plates. “Vegan and meat sauce. I’ll mark them for you so you know which is which.”

I love her

Ella es perfecta

You lick the sauce off your finger and he’s brought back to what you just did for him on the couch.

“I have something for you love.” Steven heads to the room briefly and digs through his jacket pocket before he finds it.

He sheepishly returns to the kitchen island where you’re digging into your smaller portion of lasagna. He’s trying to rid his head of these thoughts for a second as you make the same noises from before as you savor your food.

His hand shakily slides the key towards you and you set your fork down to pick it up. The beautiful brass key looks so big in your delicate hands.

“Is this my prize?” You ask with a mischievous glint in your eye.

Smooth

“Oh no…I’ve been meaning to give it to you for a while. I didn’t plan it this way…it was supposed to be special and well…”

“Shhh. Steven, relax, I'm just joking.” He eases a little at your words, knowing you’re just teasing him. You and Jake had that down better than he or Marc ever could. “I love it honey, thank you for trusting me with this.”

You lean in and place a kiss to his cheek, shorter than he would care for. He never wants you to stop touching him if he could help it.

“Eat up, before it gets cold.”

Before I take the body and eat my own

No me parece

He eats while they bicker, not wanting to waste another precious moment with you.

****

Your phone buzzes in your pocket as you stare out the window of the bus on the way home from work.

Steven: where are you love?

On the bus I just left work, how was your day?

Steven: It was quite dreadful

I’ll be home soon to make it better

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h3avens4ngel · 6 months

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◦ 𝐅𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭 𝐓𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞 ◦

𝟏𝟖+ | 𝐂𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐠𝐞 𝐀𝐔 | 𝐌𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫-𝐋𝐢𝐬𝐭

𝐌𝐢𝐠𝐮𝐞𝐥 𝐎'𝐇𝐚𝐫𝐚 𝐱 𝐅𝐞𝐦 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: drug use (marijuana), sharing a joint, p in v, unprotected sex, teasing, lots of flirting, pet names, dry humping, mentions of readers ex boyfriend, sloppy make outs, slighty rough Miguel, childish gambiano realness, jealous Miguel, language, praising kink, size kink, breeding kink??

Both you and Miguel were laid on his bed, blunt between his lips as he took a puff of the funky smelling joint.

You met each other your first year in college and now being in your 3rd, you both grew into best friends. It wasn't often the both of you got high but today was a day of celebration.

The both of you passed your finals.

"You wanna play somethin’ different" Miguel calmly asked while passing you the joint. You nodded and reached your hand out to take it out of his hands but he shook his head and motioned for you to lean down and take a hit while he held it up for you.

You chuckled and softly inhaled the warm stingy cloud of the smoke traveling into your system. Miguel's eyes watched you with admiration as you smiled at him while softly coughing.

Moving off the bed, you walked over to his record player and shuffled through his records. You didn't even realize when Miguel sat up and laid on his elbows as he watched you humming to last song that played.

You settled with childish Gambino and inhaled the fresh air as you heard the opening of Me and Your Mama start to play.

You could hear Miguel chuckle behind you as you started swaying to the song.

I'm in love when we are smokin' you mouthed as you plotted down right besides him. "Mmh" he hummed as he turned to face you, both of you now mere inches away from each other as you laid on your sides.

He held out the joint to your lips, allowing you to take the last hit of the joint. His eyes lingering on the way your lips wrapped around the joint and pulled away sensually. He didn't know if it was the drugs in his system or if you were genuinely moving so slowly.

And you were, your body was in one of the most relaxed state it you moving like a cat and rubbing your face into the sheets. "You're so handsome" you muttered, not fully aware that you said it out loud.

"And you're beautiful" he hummed as he raised a finger up to your hair and ran it down to your cheek. You leaned into his touch, the warm feeling in your stomach growing as you began to feel the warmth he was seeming to vibrate.

You leaned into his chest instantly and were met with his arms pulling you in tight. "You're so warm mig" you moaned in relief "oh yeah?" He chuckled as he rested his chin above your head.

Your face was buried in his chest as both of you took in each others scents and warmth. You pulled back from his chest in a sigh and shifted your eyes up to him.

His eyes already trained on you as you glanced at his lips “can I kiss you?” You bravely whisper. You moaned as his lips crashed onto yours, the sudden feeling of the both of you kissing filling your senses.

You and Miguel were needly lapping at each others lips, no words needed as the messy, hot, kiss sunk the both of you deeper into each other as he tucked his hand behind your neck.

Miguel swore you taste like honey and he didn’t want to let go. He pressed you onto him softly as you wrapped a leg around his waist.

Miguel hummed as he held your hip in his hand and pushed himself onto his back, allowing you to sit on his lap and straddle him. “Please”

Miguel smiled as he held you down to his lips “mhm?” He smiled “what do you want sweetheart?” He cooed while grinding you onto his sweats. You knew he had no boxers on, you could feel the prominent curve and veins of his cock through his thin sweats.

The high was making you so overwhelmed by his touch, you felt like he was sinking into you as you began to grind onto him “ah ah, tell me what you want”

You whined as Miguel pinned your body still “tell me” his voice made you shiver as he began to kiss all over your face “you, please mig anything you want I- fuck!” You gasped as he manhandled you onto your back.

“Anything I want? What do you mean by that” he smiled “last I knew you said no one here was fuckble” he teased while he dragged his lips down your neck “am I fuckable now? You want your best friend to make you feel good?”

You could roll your eyes at his tone but instead, you moaned. You’ve always had a crush on Miguel and what was playing out was definitely not something you thought he reciprocated.

“I’ve always been jealous of that one guy you dated, what’s his name?” Miguel sighed “I don’t care about him”

“I know you don’t chula, it’s just I hated seeing him touch you. Seeing him kiss you around campus, pissed me off” he pouted.

You pulled him into a kiss as you now got annoyed at the amount of talking about your ex “I don’t care, I want you, I’ve always have” you muttered. And with that, Miguel let out a moan of satisfaction.

Both of you were pulling at each others clothes, you eagerly pulled his shirt off and salivated at the sight. His toned chest was on full display and you couldn’t help but run your hands down his body and smile.

Miguel hastily unbuttoned your jeans and the moment he saw your panties you swore he whimpered. His lip was tucked between his teeth as he ran his hands up your plump thighs “fuck”

You were squirming under his touch, so overwhelmed by his soft pawing and kneading that you let out a whine as he began to rock onto your clothed cunt “you feel so good” Miguel hissed as he held you by your waist.

Both his hands holding you tight as he took in how amazing you felt. The high was hitting him just as much as you, his body was tingling and the need to fuck you was getting worse.

His fingers curled your panties and in one eager tug, they were on the ground. Miguel was drooling at the sight of your puffy cunt covered in slick “I’ve been working her up too much haven’t I?, my poor baby” he chuckled as your hips began moving on their own.

“Don’t worry” he hummed, two of his fingers running down your cunt “I’ll take good care of you, right chula?” He smiled up at you. You nodded frantically as you rocked onto his thick fingers. “Use your words”

“Yes Miguel yes! I know you will, you’ll fuck me so good, so good please” you were at the point of desperation as you eyes caught a glimpse of his cock straining against his sweats. “Good girl” he whispered before pressing a kiss onto your collar bone.

You watched impatiently as he tugged off his sweats and you almost let out a curse at the sight of his cock. You gawked at his thick cock, questioning how much would fit inside you.

And almost as if he knew what you were thinking Miguel chuckled “don’t worry bunny, I didn’t work you up for nothing. Need to make sure you’ll take me real nice and easy”

His lips latched onto yours as he purposely pressed himself between your folds. Miguel was hiding how much this was driving him crazy, you were so focused on his body in front of you that you didn’t even notice how hard he was gripping the sheets.

He’d been fucking himself to the thought of you for so long that finally getting to do this seemed like a dream.

He fisted his cock and ran it between your folds, seething at the way you coated him. His teeth biting so hard onto his lip he swore it would start to bleed.

“Oh my g-“ you gasped as he pushed inside you. Miguel held himself up with one hand as the other pulled you closer “oh fuc- feel so damn good” he whimpered.

His hands cupped the back of your thighs and pinned them back as he began to pick up his pace. Your eyes rolled back as you felt him stuff you full, the painfully delicious stretch he was giving you was making you dizzy.

It didn’t help that both of you felt like all your senses were heightened as the high hit its peek. You could feel all of him, everywhere at once it was so overwhelming.

You focused on the way his stomach rolled with his thrusts and how loud was moans were getting. Then the sheer pleasure of his cock ramming deep into you had you muttering incoherent nonsense.

Miguel’s eyebrows furrowed as he felt you clench around him, your gushy velvet walls squeezing him tightly “god bunny, making me f- ah- crazy” he seethed.

You couldn’t believe you were getting the best fucking of your life from your best friend, you couldn’t believe how good he felt pounding into you like a madman. Miguel’s hips slammed into yours in bliss, his hands holding you by the waist as he sloppily thrusted into you.

“Mi- fuckkk mig-“ you whined, back arched off the beds as he began to slowly but firmly slam into you. You could feel him curve up into your g-spot as he pushed inside. Your nails scratch down his arms as he chuckled at your reaction“Que bebita? Te gusta?”

You nodded dumbly and hummed at his tone “s- soo good mi- you feel so f- oh-“ you muttered. Miguel felt himself twitch at the sound of your voice go weak, your pretty fucked out tone going on and on about how good his dick felt inside you.

“Yeah chula? Yo se que te gusta, siempre sabía” he cooed. You couldn’t comprehend what he was saying from the amount of pleasure coursing through you. If you did, you would’ve gotten embarrassed.

He always knew you wanted this

“Im- imma- Miguel o- fu” you cried as his tip hit the perfect spot deep inside you, his thick cock continuously ramming into you as your cum began to gush out if you.

Miguel let out a gruntled moan as you came around his cock, your cunt fluttering and getting even more sticky and full as he pumped his loads into you. You were shaking in his arms as your body let out all the built up frustration and stress.

You opened your eyes to see Miguel’s sweaty body twitching as he finally filled you to the brim with his loads. “Oh- oh fuck ah shit! Mha-“ he whined as you continued to clenched around him.

Miguel watched as his cum seeped out and onto his sheets, moaning as he saw himself leaking out of your tight pussy. A chuckle leaving him as he noticed how much he had came “think I might’ve came the most I ever have inside you bunny”

Miguel pulled out with a shiver as he laid beside you, his sweaty body pulling you in as he gave you a sloppy kiss. “Good” You hummed into Miguel as he hugged you onto his chest tightly, palm cupping your cheek as he pecked at your lips.

Both of you knew this was just the beginning.

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h3avens4ngel · 6 months

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𝐌𝐢𝐠𝐮𝐞𝐥 𝐎'𝐇𝐚𝐫𝐚 𝐌𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫-𝐋𝐢𝐬𝐭

★ 𝙢𝙚𝙖𝙣𝙨 𝙨𝙢𝙪𝙩 ♡ 𝙢𝙚𝙖𝙣𝙨 𝙛𝙡𝙪𝙛𝙛

→ First Taste ★

#masterlist #miguel o'hara #miguel spiderman #miguel o’hara x reader #miguel o’hara smut #smut #miguel smut

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h3avens4ngel · 6 months

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This has me blushing and giggling THIS IS AMAZING!!

Steven Grant- Study Buddy

Summary: Steven Grant is the guy you sit next to in your Ancient Egypt course. He’s basically a genius and offers to help you study. His methods are… very satisfying.

*based on request from blue- Steven as a menace at university*

Contents: 18+nsfw, uni!steven x reader (everyone of consenting age), reader has a vagina, this is mostly filth, Steven is a tease, fingering (~1.8k)

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It isn’t that you don’t like uni. You’d adjusted to most everything like a duck to Regent's Park.

But you’re failing your ancient Egypt course and it’s murdering your gpa. It hadn’t been your first choice, far from it. It was your only option, though.

To add to your troubles, you sat next to Steven Grant in class.

First of all, he was a genius. Like, an actual one. Sometimes he knew more than the professor.

Second, he was handsome. Sexy. So hot you forgot to take notes because you were watching the profile of his face the entire class.

Like, if you’re going to be so smart, can’t you at least be butt ugly? Unfair.

All dark curly hair and smiles. Brown eyes that teased you and smiled at you, and then went all soft and sympathetic when he saw that you’d failed another test.

You’d practically fallen all over him in gratitude when he offered to be your study buddy. You’d told him any night he wanted, any time. A statement that made you sound like what your granny used to call a ‘loose woman,’ but whatever.

Steven shows up to your place on a quiet Saturday night. All your friends are out already.

“Spending your Saturday night with me,” Steven says as he takes off his jacket, “I feel pretty lucky.”

You scrunch up your nose. “I don’t. I failed that paper on funeral rites.”

Steven groans, “oh, sweetheart, I’m sorry.” He runs his hand along your shoulders comfortingly, brings his face in closer to yours. “I bet you’re an absolute star at other things.”

Your text books are all laid out on your bed, along with a couple of tests that the professor is going to let you retake. He’d said that he never lets people do things over usually. Subtext being that you were too pathetic for him to fail.

You sit down at the head of your bed, next to your pillows, legs crossed under you.

“Let’s start with the Old Kingdom, shall we?” Steven says as he sits down on the other side of your books. He takes a pen out of his pocket and clicks it open with his thumb.

The pen looks so small, gripped in his fingers. The skin of his hands is tan and smooth. You can see the barest outline of veins under his skin. He has strong hands for someone who’s so smart. Maybe lifting all those books….

He clears his throat. You look down at the textbook.

“Y’all right, love?” He asks quietly.

“Mm-hmm.” Your face feels hot. He definitely saw you staring at his hands.

He clicks his pen a couple of times. Your eyes glance over at it like a cat who hears a can being opened. Steven grins. He sets the pen down.

“Can you tell me a thing or two about what makes the Old Kingdom so important?” He asks patiently.

“The what?” You ask him. You wonder what it would be like to hold hands with Steven.

He smiles, so clearly onto you and what you’re thinking about. “Old Kingdom.”

“Is it the oldest one?” You guess.

“Well, no, it’s not.”

“Shit.”

Steven laughs. He looks over your books, sees the one you have opened nearest you. He scoots his body around your open study materials until he’s sitting up near your pillows next to you.

You can smell the shampoo he’s used in his hair. It’s clean and fresh. His skin would probably taste like that too.

“Here,” Steven says, interrupting you. He points to a timeline on the page.

You look at it. “So, is this when they built a lot of pyramids?”

Steven’s face breaks out into a huge smile. “Exactly. See? I knew you knew it.” He wraps his arm around you and squeezes you close to his side. He keeps you there as his other hand turns the pages. “I think the test is pretty general, but you’ll have to memorize a few specific things.”

“I can’t remember anyone’s name, Steven. It’s the hardest thing for me. They all get all jumbled up in my head.”

He rubs his hand up and down your arm. “’S all right. We’ll get it sorted out.”

Your head hangs a bit. Steven leans in until you feel the curls from his forehead tickling your face.

“Tell me you can do it,” he says, a soft smile on his face.

“I can’t,” you frown.

He scooches as close to you as he can get, his thigh against yours. “We’re not starting again until you tell me you can do it. Come on, love.”

He lays his other hand on your knee, strong fingers gently squeezing. Your heart beats faster and faster. You think you feel his nose just touching the edge of your ear.

“I can do this,” you say.

“Good girl.” He gives your thigh a pat and sits back slightly, but still keeps his arm around you. “How about this? We’ll go through the test. And for every question you get right, I’ll give you a little treat? Would you like that, love?” He smiles at you, and at first you think it’s his usual, innocent smile, but his big, sparkley eyes look like they might have something else in mind.

“Um, sure, okay,” you say.

Steven’s hand wanders over your back, up to your neck. He leans in close to you. “Which Pharaoh first constructed pyramids with flat sides, and could be considered the best pyramid-builder of ancient Egypt? It’s a multiple choice, yeah? Take your best guess.”

You try to concentrate on the four names in front of you. But Steven’s fingers are toying with your earlobe.

“Was it Snefru?” You say, something about the name sounding familiar.

“Exactly right,” he says, beaming at you. His fingers brush along your neck again. He leans in, tilts his head slightly, and presses his warm lips to your neck.

“My little star,” he says against your neck. “You’re much cleverer than you think.”

“Thanks,” you say shyly. The smartest guy you’ve ever met thinks you’re smart too? “I’m having trouble concentrating, though."

“Good practice for the test, yeah? This next question’s harder. I’d love to give you something nice for the right answer.” His hand presses into your thigh, kneading gently as his lips trace hot, wet kisses on your neck. “What was the capital of Egypt during the Old Kingdom?”

Your eyes flutter shut. “I don’t care at all.”

You feel Steven smile against your neck. “If you stop caring, then I’ll stop touching you. Don’t want that, do you?”

You shake your head. His hand moves higher, just brushing against your pajama pants where you’re hot and wet and dying for him to touch you.

“Capital?” He says.

“Memphis.”

His fingers work under the elastic of your pants. “Brilliant. I think you just need the proper motivation. I don't blame you. Professor's dry as the sands of Egypt. I spend most of my time thinking about you.”

His nose nudges you until you meet his eyes. He watches you as his fingers find your wetness. You’re slightly embarrassed by how messy you are already, but Steven seems to love it. He teases your clit with his finger and you tense.

“It’s okay, love. Feels good, yeah?” He says with a smile. “You like my study methods?”

You nod as he teases along your wet center with his fingertips. “Please, Steven.”

“You’re such a sweetheart,” he says with a kiss on your lips. “Had a crush on you for so long. See you lookin’ at me in class sometimes.”

Your body is on fire as he pushes one finger deep inside of you. Your breath is shaky between your parted lips.

“You look just beautiful like this,” he says, teasing you, probing the softness of your walls, swirling your warm wetness around your clit. “I’ve never had a real girlfriend before. Reckon a girl like you, be just perfect.”

You have to bite your lip when Steven squeezes a second finger in alongside the first.

“Gods, you’re tight,” he says.

You have no idea how much time passes. Your mouth goes slack as Steven plays between your legs, teasing out hints of what you like, biting his bottom lip as he draws you closer and closer, until you start to tighten around his fingers, hands holding onto his biceps.

You lean forward to kiss him, whining into his mouth as he pumps his fingers in and out of you. You moan his name as you start to come.

“That’s it, love,” Steven says, voice slightly wobbly, “feel so soft and hot. So wet. Can’t wait to get my cock inside of you. If you’ll let me.”

You can only nod as you shift, gripping your fingers deep into his curls, orgasm punching through you. You had no idea it could feel like this. You push your hips hard into his hand, head thrown back in brainless bliss. Steven tips your head forward again so he can look at your face.

His fingers start to slow down as you stutter against him, finally coming down from the intense high he’d given you. You open your eyes and all you can see Steven, big smile on his face as he pets his drenched fingers along the outside of your slit.

“Feel good, love?” He asks.

You nod, the intensity of his stare making your face feel even hotter.

“Hey, don’t be embarrassed,” he says, seeing you look away from him. “Never be embarrassed with me. If anything, I should be blushing. Couldn’t even wait a half an hour to get my hand down your knickers.”

He kisses your lips reassuringly, his hand still playing through your hot wetness. You shift slightly, every swipe of his fingers lighting up your body again.

“Is this what you wanted when you said you'd help me study?” You ask.

He grins softly, leans his forehead against yours. “Well, not exactly. But I thought maybe you liked me. And I know I like you. I’m usually the shy one. Something about you, though, makes me feel a little bold.”

“Are you calling me easy?” You joke, rocking your hips against his hand, encouraging him to push his fingers back inside of you.

“I’d never call you that. This is all purely academic.” He gives you what you want, his grin almost turning into a smirk as he watches your face. “I’m only doing this to improve your marks.”

He kisses you between words, pushing aside the books and papers so he can lay you down. “Got a big reward for you when you pass your exams, love.” He pushes his tongue past your lips, tangling it with yours. His fingers hook inside of you, massaging a spot that makes whimper, your eyes rolling back in your head.

“Are you coming again already, sweetheart? Gods, you’re a quick learner.” He lips drink in your moans and whines. “Gonna keep you here all night, just like this, yeah?” He takes his fingers away, but before you can complain, he starts working your pajama bottoms off impatiently.

“We’ve both got a loads of studying to do,” he says, lifting up your shirt to squeeze your breasts with impatient hands. “You study the books, and I study you.”

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**Moon Knight masterlist**

**masterlist**

#steven grant

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h3avens4ngel · 6 months

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𝐒𝐭𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐆𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐌𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫-𝐋𝐢𝐬𝐭

★ 𝙈𝙚𝙖𝙣𝙨 𝙎𝙢𝙪𝙩 ♡ 𝙁𝙡𝙪𝙛𝙛

→ Pretty Boy ★

→ jealousy ★

#masterlist #steven grant smut #steven grant #moonknight #moon knight

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h3avens4ngel · 6 months

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𝐏𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐲 𝐁𝐨𝐲

18+ | smut | Steven Grant x Reader | 𝐌𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫-𝐋𝐢𝐬𝐭

𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: unprotected sex, subby Steven, p in v, pussy fucking!, language, pet names, creampie, kissing,

Steven messily fucked himself between your folds, his hand holding your panties to the side lazily as he watched you coat his cock.

Although this was his punishment he loved just being close to you. He let out pathetic whines as he squeezed his eyes shut and focused on the wet sticky sounds coming from the both of you.

The sound of his cock sliding between your puffy folds was intoxicating, the visual of the wet patch of cloth on your panties was making him throb.

“Lov- oh my-“ Steven exhaled as he noticed a pool of slick spilling out of your tight cunt. You were getting so worked up by him nudging against your clit that your own body was asking to be filled by him.

Steven knew you’d be so warm and gushy with cum if he got to slip his cock inside you. You could feel your orgasm start to build as you stared into his glossy eyes as he whined.

His puffy lips hung as he looked at you with needy eyes, you could see him begging through his pretty brown eyes.

You hummed as he began to fasten his pace “Steven” you mewled as his puffy tip softly nudged at your swollen clit.

Your legs tighten as you felt the familiar tingles run through your body, your pussy clenching around nothing as Steven picked up his pace. He let out a pathetic whine as you came, he wished you’d came around him but after all you were in charge.

Steven tensed as you reached between the both of you and wrapped your hand around his cock, aligning it to your tight hole and mumbling “please”

You didn’t have to repeat yourself as Steven slammed into you, a muffled curse coming out of Steven as you wrapped around him perfectly. Steven fell forward, his hands lazily holding himself up as he pounded you onto the sheets.

He was lost in complete bliss as your gushy walls throbbed around him. You smiled up at him as he began to whine “ah- a- fuck love go- gonna fuck!”

His hips continued their pace as he wrapped his arms around your thighs and in one strong tug, he adjusted you onto the end of the bed. Your back curled into an arch as Steven fucked you at an angle that had your hips slightly elevated.

“Mh- my ah- Steve-“ you cried as your slick coated your pussy “yeah? Yeah love, lo- look at you” he hummed hoping to sound like he wasn’t about to cum inside you by the visual of you alone.

You came for the 2nd time, your body spasming in his hold as Steven finally felt you cum around him. “Th- that’s it”

And with a few messy thrusts, Steven filled your puffy cunt up with his sticky seed. His finger nails dug into your plump thighs as he rode out his high, a long gruntled moan rumbling out of his chest as he felt himself float up into heaven.

Steven couldn’t grasp how good you felt, he wondered how it was possible to feel so good and secure when he was buried inside you. You were always so generous and gentle with him, he loved it.

“I love you so muc- so much” Steven sighed as he buried himself between your neck, his lips pressing soft kisses onto your skin as he soothed your body into relaxation.

He softly pulled out, both of you moaning at the loss of warmth. Steven pulled you into his arms, his lips messily pressing a kiss onto yours. “Love you more Steven” you hummed onto his lips.

#masterlist #steven grant #steven grant smut #moon knight #moonknight #oscar issac characters #Steven Grant stories

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