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Hi hi hi can I recuest for Arthur Harrow with a really posesive and rough reader pls??? Thank you

Arthur Harrow with Dominant Male S/o

My Stories are meant for the much more mature audience, 18+.

Backstory: Imagine, having Arthur as your Avatar(You're a god) and you find out he's trying to bring back Ammit, you are not pleased.

Imagine Yandere S/o but also Yandere Arthur as well. Arthur is like a masochist in this one. Btw Kinda fluffy---But in a good way that it fits with the story

"Arthur," Your rough voice rang out, gripping his jaw while bringing him into a kiss, as your other hand made its way to his waist, "Please--wait, not here...in front of everyone!" Arthur pleaded slightly whimpering under your touch, in front of everyone he meant Ammit's other little cult members.

"Only you can see me though." You grumbled, your hand slipping under his shirt while taking your hand off his haw and a handful of his hair before shoving his head back so you can kiss along his neck. "Mr. Harrow...are you alright?" A woman piped up seeing his estranged state.

Arthur tried to bob his head, gasping as you go of him, suddenly disappearing; Most likely back to Harrow's rooms.

"You shouldn't have interrupted." Arthur Harrow scolded the woman, regaining his composure, before staring at her blankly as he fixed his shirt. Arthur had to admit, he liked it when you were like this, treating him coldly and rough. It simply annoyed him that someone would dare interrupt your actions, but the woman was new and didn't understand, so he let it slide, but have someone inform her of what 'that' was.

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You paced around your human lover's room, your avatar, after he had left the previous god he was working for, "Khonshu" sometime later he found you, but Arthur was different from the stories of him previously known as Khonshus avatar, But now you know he is actually working for Ammit, and you weren't pleased, Ammits judgment was all wrong, her judgment is just one fate of the coin. One could easily defy the fates and change their 'destiny' Ammit only sees one of the multiple paths.

This is why you hated that bitch so much, you were the god of Destiny and souls, and to know that she had some type of control over your avatar, well it pissed you off.

Arthur had finally returned to his room, setting down Ammit's chain, as he saw you break from your human form and stalk towards him, your overwhelming power bringing him to his knees. "Please!-She was not informed of our ways--I" Arthur was confused, he thought you were angry with one of the followers of Ammit that interrupted the 'session'

"Bring your punishment on me...and--and no one else." Arthur pleaded, well more like begged, he wanted it, he wanted to feel any type of pain inflicted on him from you. Arthur knew he was a sinner, he was so fucking sinful and he knew he would never be a part of Ammit's paradise, because of sickening ways, he liked being hurt, he fucking loved it, especially from a holy being such as yourself.

Slowly Arthur was lifted up in the air by the neck and placed in your lap, your body was much larger than his since you were indeed in your god form. "When...were you going to tell me about Ammit?" You whispered lowly.

Arthur choked on his spit, not expecting you to find out, he tried so damn hard...to...to keep it a secret. "What is she giving you?" You growled out, your hand still placed on Arthurs's throat but not squeezing.

"She..promise the world would be paradise." Arthur calmly stated, closing his eyes while trying to calm his beating heart, "What else." You continued to prod, your arms wrapping around Arthur, nearly covering his entire body, because of your god form, slowly you started to shrink back to human size, holding Arthur firmly still in your grasp. "No other gods expect you and her, she promised that I could be with you forever," Arthur admitted his voice cracking at the thought of such things.

A low rumble escaped your throat pleased at his confession as you, stand up with him, slowly leaning down and biting into his neck, before leaving scattered kisses. "Even without Ammit, my sweet Avatar, I never planned to let you go." Arthur leaned into your touch slowly, enjoying the possessive behavior you display for him, it made him swell with joy, "If you refused to be with me forever, I would have imprisoned you." Arthur's calm voice spoke, hugging your torse as he smiled against your aggressive love bites.

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dominantslasherking · 2 years

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Arthur Harrow with Dominant Male S/o

My Stories are meant for the much more mature audience, 18+.

Backstory: Falling and beginning to worship a god, that is Khonshu's close friend...wasn't a part of his plan. And somehow being able to kidnap the god in his human form, make it so much easier for Arthur.

Sitting and observing on a random roof as Khonshu and you watched his avatar fight a jackal. "I quite like Steven, he's adorable." You uttered out to your dear friend, he rolled his non-existent eyes before speaking, "He is such a fool." Khonshu huffed out.

"Tell me why are you in your human form again?" Khonshu asked his large body turning to you. "Well, how can I join in on the fun, if your avatar can't even see me! Or any other villainous people, am I suppose to just...watch!" You expressed out flailing your well-toned arms.

Khonshu leaned closer to observe your human form, "Just get yourself an avatar." He bluntly and boldly told you, "Haven't found anyone that piped my interest..other than your avatar(s), who are already taken!" Khonshu buffed out in slight pride

Both the divine beings snap back to Marc who was currently in control, and talking well, more like snarling at the man who wanted the beetle which led to Ammit tomb.

"What are you exactly going to do, seduce them, you lust god." Khonshu seethed out in a slightly teasing manner.

"I'm not only the god of lust...I'm also the God of wrath and pride." You grinned out your eyes flashing, red and then into a shade of gold before residing back to their normal color, [Eye color].

"You forgot a few others..." He muttered as you slowly nodded, "Yes, yes, but I'm not really trying to...what do the humans call it...--flex? Yes...I'm not trying to ...flex, that I'm practically seven deadly sins but a god.." Sighing out, as Khonshu.

You peered closer at the two men fighting, "What's happening.." You muttered noticing the Ammit worshiper summoning more Jackals than Mark can handle, overall there were about 6 of them.

Khonshu shook with rage, not expecting the vile human to do that, "He's trying to get rid of my avatar(s)!" Khonshu raged out, the wind picking up and whipping around furiously.

"Say..please." You laughed out, noticing Khonshu realize that you could interfere since you were in your human form.

Stretching your muscles as you heard Khonshu mutter a small plead, which of course you knew is the best you could get out of him, "Alright, but don't expect me to be quick, the other gods and goddesses decided to restrict almost all of my powers in my human form." You tsked out annoyed.

It nearly took almost all of them to do this act, considering you were very powerful, however, some did refuse vividly enjoying the show you brought to them when they watched over the human realm.

Standing up abruptly, you then suddenly launched yourself off the building, rapidly making your way over two figures and of course to the jackals.

Activating your power of Envy, you looked at Khonshu's avatar, as Marc and Steven wondered what in the world you were doing staring at them for so long.

Everyone was in awe, as they watched you suddenly summon Khonshu's avatar suit, not knowing it was one of your abilities provided by the sin envy, which made you able to steal another power, or maybe barrow considering, they could still use their own but in a rather weaker state.

Not bothering to introduce yourself, you started to attack a Jackal, jumping onto it, and summoning a crescent moon sword

"Hey, Mate...why is this guy kinda cooler than you?" Steven spoke up to Marc with a laugh, as Marc completely ignored him.

Arthur watched in awe at your skill, of killing the Jackal but noticed your movements being to droop.

"Ah, shit.." You muttered under your breath, the restrictions of your god powers in your mortal form were taking a toll, and you only used an Envy ability so far. Suddenly you threw your crescent moon sword to Marc, hoping he would be able to make much more use out of it since his strength was already returning at your weakened state.

After dealing with one Jackal, you moved on to another one that you, heavily injured but got extremely annoyed at how exhausted your power was becoming, from the restriction placed on your mortal form. Not even knowing they were restricted to such an extent that you had about 5 minutes using them until you wore out.

Marc was quite skillfully dealing with the Jackals because of the handy crescent moon sword, and Steven gave some rather surprisingly useful tips on how to wield it.

You wobbled off the Jackal after it dissipated, clenching your fists you enterally cursed at the other gods, not noticing that your body began to fall, right into the arms of the Ammit worshiper, who caught you and stared at you intensely.

Arthurs's gaze was fixated on the newcomer, knowing he can't let this person get in the way of his mission, it would be quite bothersome after all, considering he didn't even know what other powers or even if he had such powers he held.

He did feel something strange around you, The other cult members of Ammit came near, finally caught up to Arthur, as he spoke to them, "Take him...Be cautious..." Arthur signaled them to go, as he trailed along, leaving Marc to deal with the Jackals he summoned.

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Groggily opening your eyes, you seemed to be in a beautiful large space room, however, your arms were dangled up, being chained, you realized your body contorted in somewhat of a larger form not fully at your godly state but somewhat there.

"I'm sorry, for the hostile way of containing you, it must be done, I really didn't expect a god to be in my hands.." Arthur gently spoke, his frame coming into your view.

Once he came closer a sigh escaped his mouth, as he gently touched the chains around your wrists, "Ammit, provided me with these, after I did a bit of praying...Some of the other Ammit followers...have filled me in about you." He continued on.

"Luckily, the chains did suddenly contort along with your body, making it able to hold you..." Arthurs's hand gently made its way to your face, as he made sure you were awake.

Arthur, however, didn't expect the rush of pleasure to invade his body, it was like a wave passing right through him.

He stopped caressing your face, stepping back a bit, the glass in his shoes clattering slightly.

"It seems you would do a lot for, Ammit right...Even though you aren't even her avatar yet..." Jealously was clearly laced in your voice, why or how was Ammit able to gain such an astonishing follower? It made your envy flair with jealousy, however at the same time, your lust flared, just how angry would Ammit be if you took her best follower and soon-to-be avatar?!

Arthur stared at you for a while as you looked at him, "Ammit...worshiper, do you wanna know a dirty secret?" You lulled out, as he stared at you in slight amusement.

"Do you want to know why Ammit practically wants to rid me from existence, it's because she says that she is able to judge people's morality, and even gods..." You uttered out, Arthur wondered where you were going to take this conversation.

"Yet, she can't even judge me correctly, a god who holds the power of the seven deadly sins.." Your voice was simply calm as you let out a weakened voice.

Suddenly you broke the chains shackling your wrists as you towered over the awe-struck Ammit worshipper.

Your voice suddenly was booming as you smiled at Arthur, "But my dear human, I can promise you something, If you become my avatar I can grant your wish, you wish to live in paradise, which I can provide!~" Of course, your paradise might differ from his, but he couldn't help but stare at you, deep down wanting to believe those words.

However he couldn't trust it...because he was betrayed and lied to by a god, whom was close to you....and yet---

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Arthurs's head was gripped, as his entire mouth was salivating on your cock his eyes nearly rolling to the back of his head, as you relentlessly mouth fucked him.

Your quite literally godly, large cock, was stretching his throat nearly imaginable, Arthur could swear that if he died, he would want to with your hot, warm cum running down his throat, and filling it to abrim along with his mouth being stuffed.

Arthur wanted to suffocate himself on your cum if possible, but he did want to live and enjoy more of it, more, more, and more.

To keep his hands busy he placed them on your musclely thighs, as you were mercilessly fucking and tearing at his wet, warm enclosed throat. Arthurs's harsh gags could be heard throughout the large Villa.

Letting out a groan was pleasing to Arthur's ears, as was your husky lust-filled voice, "Alright, my sweet--Mm~ Avatar, Are you readyy-~~ For me to.." You paused pounding at his throat for a moment before finishing, "For...my divine, cum?" You hummed out with another groan, as Arthur tried to eagerly nod his head, but ended up bobbing down your cock in his throat.

Gripping Arthur's hair you kept him at a steady pace until you felt your cock throb, you suddenly slammed your cock in his throat, before doing it once more with much more force and roughness.

Cum started to explode into Arthur's throat and up to his mouth, as he kept his eyes staring into your own lust-driven ones.

The thrusts inside Arthur's mouth were now sloppy and calm, until you finally rested inside his mouth for a bit, watching as he swallowed every bit of your cum, and tried to lap up the excess cum around your cock with his tongue.

Arthurs's new-found paradise was one he wanted to keep, and his mind was no longer driven on Ammit, but the god, [Name]

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