#elektra natchios x fem!reader

[chvoswxtch]

court, you’re the only person i can think of that would understand this on the level i do…

jessica and elektra fighting for readers attention and just end up both having their way with r after realizing they can (competitively) share

that’s all..🩵

I don't think i've ever written something so fast

I got carried away (as usual) but I have a feeling you're not going to mind at all

happy valentine's day from me to you <3

warning: swearing, explicit sexual content (minors please dni), word count 2.3k

sharing.

At first it was confusing. You couldn’t comprehend why two of the hottest women in New York, two of the hottest women you had ever seen period, seemed to want to spend so much time around you. Jessica Jones, who never wanted unsolicited advice or help from anyone, seemed to want your opinion on every case she was working on lately, claiming she needed an extra pair of eyes. And Elektra Natchios, who could have anyone out of the countless people throwing themselves at her feet, was constantly needing a last minute plus one to lavish galas and decadent events, and you were the company she chose.

You didn’t think much of it. Alias Investigations was only composed of three people, and Jess had been taking on a lot more clients lately. She knew you had a strong interest in investigative work, and she enjoyed your fresh perspective. Ellie told you the tenuous small talk was easier with you at her side, and she had said the events would be a great networking opportunity for you to make influential connections in your chosen career path; to which she hadn’t been wrong. 

On the surface, it seemed like they were both just being really good, yet unexpected, friends.

However, when Jessica and Elektra crossed paths in your company, you noticed something strange.

In the rare instances the three of you happened to all be in a room together, there was an undeniable tension between Jess and Ellie. Initially you thought it was just because the two were so starkly different. Jessica was a brute force to be reckoned with that had an affinity for whiskey and zero tolerance for petty bullshit. Elektra was a charming manipulator that had more money than God and could cut people down with words sharper than the blade strapped to her inner thigh. You thought it was the graphic dissonance in their personalities that made them appear to despise one another until Karen cracked the code with a knowing smirk on her pink lips.

“They’re both into you.”

“What? What are you talking about?”

“Oh come on, babe. You’re not that dense. Think about it.”

Ever since Karen planted that seed, it had been uncontrollably growing inside your head like wild ivy, each sprout blooming with new buds of realization. Everything began to shift into focus. Elektra sending outfits to your apartment that were elegant, but left little to the imagination, and were styles that she had specifically chosen for you. Jessica coming by your place late at night, the case she feigned needing help with long forgotten on your coffee table with each refill of your glass. Elektra looping her arm through yours every time the two of you went somewhere, like a possessive show of ownership. Jessica placing her hand on your lower back to usher you inside every time she opened the door for you, shooting anyone that dared get too close to you a menacing glare.

The hunger in both of their eyes every time they looked at you.

You couldn’t believe you had been so blind. The clues had been right there in front of your face the entire time, but you hadn’t even been aware there was a mystery to solve. It never once crossed your mind that the two women you fantasized about late at night when tides of loneliness had your hand slipping between your thighs, pretending it was one of theirs instead, that they could actually be craving the exact same thing.

Once it all clicked in your brain, you didn’t know how to act around them anymore, and you weren’t sure how to bring it up. Now when Elektra treated you to lunch and reached across the table to tuck a strand of your hair behind your ear, you didn’t see it as a friendly gesture anymore. That was something a lover would do. And when Jessica let herself into your office, setting an iced coffee on your desk from your favorite cafe while plopping down in the chair across from your desk to complain about her latest case, you saw it for what it really was. An excuse to see you.

Knowing they were both into you had your mind unraveling strand by strand. How could you just pick one of them? Did you have to? Would they be upset if you didn’t pick?

After overthinking it to the brink of insanity and guzzling an entire bottle of wine for liquid courage, you impulsively invited them both over to your apartment. Despite the late hour, both of them responded immediately and were at your front door in record time. 

To say they were annoyed to see each other was an understatement, but before they could get stuck in yet another passive aggressive argument, you cleared your throat to get their attention.

“I want you both.”

A crease of puzzlement furrowed in the middle of Jessica’s forehead while Elektra raised one of her perfectly arched brows in an expression of amusement complimented by a ruby painted smirk. 

“Sharing has never been my forte, darling.”

Swallowing thickly, you straightened your shoulders as you appeared to make yourself seem a little taller while crossing your arms across your chest. 

“Sharing is what you do when you care about someone, Ellie.”

Elektra let out a dark laugh, tilting her head to the side slightly as her deep brown eyes narrowed in your direction. Her ruby painted lips parted when she bared her teeth in a wolfish grin, and it sent an icy chill down your spine.

“Look how cute she is, pretending she’s in charge. Over indulged a bit and feeling brave, are we?”

Elektra motioned with her head towards the empty wine bottle lingering on the coffee table, and your lips parted as you went to speak, but nothing came out. You hadn’t really planned this out well. In your perfect scenario, the two of them would simply give in and agree to your demands, but you seemed to forget that you were dealing with two of the most headstrong people you had ever met. 

When Jessica seemed to grasp what was going on and what you were implying, her full lips tugged upwards into a devilish smirk, and she slowly peeled her leather jacket off her shoulders and down her arms.

“I think she is. You gotta admire her attempt. It’s kinda cute.”

Elektra crossed her arms over her chest, her dark eyes roaming over your entire figure, the ravenous hunger in them further amplified by the glow of the moonlight filtering in through the curtains.

“What should we do with her?”

“Why don’t we give her what she wants?”

Elektra turned her head to look at Jessica with an expression of incredulity.

“You think she’s earned it?”

Jessica took a step closer towards Elektra, staring down into her eyes intently, their noses barely an inch apart. Elektra had such a large personality and a commanding presence that you forgot she wasn’t the tallest person in the room.

“I don’t give a shit what she’s earned. I know what I want, and I’m pretty fucking tired of waiting. So, do you really wanna hold off just to teach a lesson? Or do you wanna help me fuck her senseless?”

Nothing could have prepared you for those words slipping out of Jessica’s mouth, or the way they knocked the very breath out of your lungs and made you nearly come on the spot. The way they were speaking about you like you weren’t even there should have made your blood boil, but it only aroused you further. And when Elektra turned her head to look at you with a wicked grin, you knew you were done for.

“Alright then. I suppose I could make an exception.”

And that’s how you found yourself tied up to your own bed, helplessly watching as Jessica and Elektra ate your pussy at the same time. It didn’t take much of Jessica’s strength to keep your hips pinned down to the mattress, and no matter how hard you tried to move, she wouldn’t let you budge. It was a struggle to keep your eyes open from the intensity of the pleasure, but you didn’t want to miss a second of the erotic sight in front of you.

Elektra and Jessica were both naked and nestled between your thighs, making them spread as far apart as they could go. They took turns gliding their warm tongues along your soaked cunt, lapping at your clit and suckling it between their lips. Each of them had a finger slipped inside your tight heat, pumping steadily at a synchronized rhythm that had your lower stomach contracting. When they turned their heads to lick you at the same time, your clit got caught in the tandem of their tongues tangling together, and it had you arching your back off the mattress.

“Fuck…”

A soft whimper escaped your lips when Elektra and Jessica turned their attention to each other for a moment, and you watched as they shared a sensual kiss, tasting your arousal on one another’s lips, all while fingering you still. It was the hottest sight you had ever seen, and it had you on the edge of combusting. It was absolute torture not being able to touch them or taste them in return.

“Jess…Ellie…please.”

“What is it, pretty girl?”

Jessica’s tongue darted out to swipe along her bottom lip as she looked up at you through half mooned eyes, and Elektra grinned while she leaned in to teasingly brush her lips over your clit.

“I think our pretty girl wants to come.”

Elektra wrapped her soft warm lips around your clit, flicking her tongue over it repeatedly, and Jessica took the opportunity to reach behind her to slip her other hand between Elektra’s thighs, slipping two of her fingers into her wet pussy. Elektra let out a savory moan that rippled against your clit in a way that had your thighs trembling.

“F-fuck-”

“Is that it, baby girl? You wanna come?”

“Yes…yesyesyes, please.”

Jessica sank her teeth down into her bottom lip, glancing between the look of sheer desperation on your face while you begged, watching the way Elektra devoured your soaked cunt, and then admiring the way her fingers were slowly fucking you and Elektra simultaneously.

“I bet I could make you both come at the same time. What do you think Ellie, you wanna come too?”

Elektra retracted her lips from your clit only for a moment, looking up at Jessica in pure insatiable desire as breathless pants escape her parted lips.

“I like a challenge.”

Jessica’s full lips parted into a huge grin as she leaned in closer, nipping at Elektra’s bottom lip roughly. 

“Then keep going.”

Jessica was fucking you with her fingers at a pace that was almost inhuman, curling them upwards to rub against that divine spot inside of you that made you forget your own name. Elektra was sucking on your clit ardently, and her own moans of pleasure were frantically vibrating against your sensitive nub from the way Jessica was fucking her with her fingers. Your jaw was completely slack, nothing coming out besides incoherent noises. You had never felt anything like this before, and the intensity was nearly overwhelming. The obscene sounds of Elektra slurping on your pussy, her salacious moans, the lewd squelching of Jessica’s fingers fucking both yours and Elektra’s cunts, and Jessica’s filthy praises were only pushing you closer and closer to the edge.

“Is this what you wanted, baby? To be fucked like a good little slut?”

“Jess-”

“Oh I wasn’t just talking to you, pretty girl. I was talking to her too. Seems like all you both needed was a little attitude adjustment.”

Jessica slipped her fingers out of Elektra’s pussy only for a second to smack her palm roughly against her ass, leaving a perfectly reddened outline of her handprint on Elektra’s skin. Elektra let out a sharp moan in response, fisting the sheets tightly in her hands when Jessica suddenly slipped her fingers back into her eager cunt without warning. Jessica let out a dry laugh when Elektra raised her ass higher in the air.

“I knew you’d like that you spoiled brat.”

You weren’t sure if it was Jessica’s fingers or Elektra’s mouth that sent you catapulting into the void of ecstasy, but your throat was raw from the scream that ripped through it as you began to convulse uncontrollably. Your entire body trembled violently from the aftershocks of such a potent explosion of gratification. The restraints around your wrists had rubbed your delicate skin sore and tender from how hard you had been tugging at them, but that pain didn’t even register in your brain at the moment. All you could focus on was how weightless you felt, as if you were floating amongst the clouds with a blissful fucked out smile on your lips.

“I think we broke her.”

Elektra’s velvet cadence was distant in your ears, but it still filled your body with a sense of warmth along with the familiar sound of Jessica’s dry laugh.

“I think she just needs a minute. Clearly her sex life has been a goddamn joke.”

“Well, while she recovers, I’d like to see just how unbreakable you are.”

“Do your worst.”

“Oh, I intend to.”

A tingle spread throughout your lower half when you felt the two of them shifting on the mattress, and you forced yourself back into a conscious state, wanting to witness the spectacle you were about to have a front row seat to.

You could definitely get used to sharing.

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[peterman-spideyparker]

Speak Now (Matt Murdock x fem!Reader)

Author’s Note: Howdy everyone! This fic was voted #2 to post in a poll I did a few weeks ago! I’ve been working with this idea for a while (ie like 9 months), and it’s reverse circumstances of this fic I wrote back in July. I was at work earlier this week with my music on shuffle, and Taylor Sift popped on the playlist, and I’m like “hmm, this works for the fic, I think”, so I’m gonna call reverse ex-post facto inspiration? Alright, now I’m rambling. Enjoy! :)

Summary: Being friends with both Elektra and Matt is by no means easy, especially with them being a couple and your long-standing love for one blind attorney. But regardless, you told yourself you’d always be there for them, no matter what—and that includes being there for them on their wedding day.

Warnings: Angst, hurt comfort, fluff, love confessions, guilt/heartache, ignoring feelings

Other Characters: Foggy Nelson, Elektra Natchios, Father Lantom

Word Count: 3,014

It’s fine. You just need to remember to breathe. Foggy has the rings, Father Lantom and Maggie have everything set in the main church—everything is fine. Just a few more minutes, and it’s all over. We get that started, we get down the aisle, and we get Matt and Elektra married. Easy peasy.

“Oh, sorry!” you hear Foggy say, his hands firmly on your shoulders to prevent you from falling down as you bump into one another.

“Thanks!” you breathe, steadying yourself.

“Why are you running around the church like a frantic chicken?”

“Just a lot of energy, you know? Adrenaline. Gotta get it out before the ceremony starts.”

“And how are you doing?” Foggy asks. 

“Fine.”

“No, (Y/N), how are you doing?”

“What do you mean?” you try, but to no avail.

“C’mon. You know.”

“I’m hanging on by threads,” you admit shakily. “It’s a lot.”

“Being a bridesmaid and watching your friends get married? Or watching Matt get married to someone else?”

“No, Foggy,” you interject, now determined to kill the conversation where it stands. You thought you put the final nail in the coffin of that thought a year ago at the engagement party.

“But you love him!” he whisper yells.

“Yes, I do! And it’s because I love him that I can’t say anything. For the first time in his life, Matt is happy. He’s ready to do something that he never thought he’d get the chance to enjoy, let alone have, and just as much goes for Elektra. So, I will watch them go down the aisle, I will stand by them as they commit their love and lives to one another, I will watch them kiss and smile and dance, I will help send them off on their honeymoon, watch them welcome their children, and watch them grow old and happy together! They will be happy—finally happy—and that’s what matters.”

“So your happiness doesn’t matter?”

“Not when it comes to Matt’s happiness. Matt’s will always come before mine, and that’s a guarantee.”

“(Y/N)—.”

“Every. Time,” you repeat. “I can’t jeopardize that on the off-chance that he feels an inkling of anything more toward me. I can’t hurt Elektra like that, and I sure as hell can’t unload on Matt like that.”

“But isn’t it better knowing for sure rather than always wondering what if?”

“No,” you say weakly. “Because right now, I know for sure that Matt is happy. I see it in the way he walks, the way he smiles, the way he answers the phone. He is happy, Foggy. And I need to be happy for him. Now, I need to make sure my makeup isn’t ruined, and then I need to go help Elektra before she walks down the aisle.”

“(Y/N)—!”

You pick up the skirt of your dress slightly so you don’t trip, creating as much distance between Foggy and yourself that you can.

“(Y/N), I was worried!” Elektra says as you come back from the bathroom down the hall, having dried your tears and collected yourself from your conversation with Foggy. “I couldn’t find you anywhere! Are you alright?”

“I promise, it’s nothing. You look so beautiful,” you tell her as you spread out her train, plucking off minute pieces of lint from the carpet that clung white fabric.

She gives you a hug and holds me close. “(Y/N)?” she asks as you part. “Can I ask you to do me one last huge favor?”

“I’m your maid of honor—it’s what I’m here for.”

“I know I said I wanted to walk down the aisle alone, but I’m wondering if you would be willing to give me away to Matthew?”

The request is so genuine and the look of hope in her eyes is undeniable. “Of course,” you breathe. “I’m here for you, El. Always.”

She kisses your cheeks and absolutely beams. 

“I can’t believe this is finally happening.”

“I’m so happy for you,” you tell her, looping your arm through hers as we get to the double doors. The music begins to kick up and you hear the rustle of people stand just before the doors open, exposing the both of you to the excited eyes of many. It’s far more difficult than you anticipated to plaster on a smile and keep tears at bay when you walk down the aisle next to Elektra, seeing Matt stand there in a tux looking so happy. 

God, you wish he was waiting there for you. 

That ship has sailed. You can’t drown yourself trying to chase the thought, because you will sink and no one will ever find you. You had opportunities to tell him how you really felt, and you didn’t. You have to live with that.

You don’t know how you’ve managed to get down the aisle so fast with time moving so slow. You can’t bring yourself to say a single word as you place Elektra’s hand in Matt’s before you step to the side to take your place, praying for all eyes to be on them so no one has to watch you suffer with a smile on your face. You affix your eyes on a column just behind Foggy’s head, not willing to try and catch a glimpse of anything that will cause you to feel the multitude of emotions bubbling in your chest. 

It’ll be over soon. You’re doing the right thing. This is how it’s supposed to happen. They deserve one another. Words and phrases like these play on your mind in an endless loop as the ceremony progresses, silently praying that you’ll be zoned out enough for when they finally kiss to not process it when you’re drawn to the words coming from Father Lantom’s mouth.

“Elektra Natchios, do you take Matthew Murdock to be your lawfully wedded spouse?” he asks.

To your surprise, she doesn’t answer immediately. You watch her let out a long breath before she gives Matt’s hands a squeeze, the pause and silence growing longer and louder with each passing moment.

“Can we talk?” you hear her whisper to Matt. 

“Ellie, what’s wrong?” Matt responds softly, his words barely audible. 

Without another word, she takes his hand and they move back up the aisle, and you watch them take a turn to where Elektra was was getting ready just before the ceremony. You lock eyes with Foggy. He wordlessly asks if you know what’s going on with a scrunch of his eyebrows, and you just arch yours in response—the universal cue for “I don’t know”. 

“All the excitement,” Father Lantom chuckles, addressing a confused crowd. “They probably need a moment to collect themselves.” He twists toward you before speaking in hushed tones. “Do you know what’s going on?”

“It’s probably like you said—excitement,” you breathe. Or cold feet. But Elektra wouldn’t do that. She’s been waiting so long for a moment like this. For this moment, with Matt. “If they’re not back in a minute, I’ll go check on them.”

The minute passes in the slowest manner possible, but nonetheless, you stick to your word and scurry in the most non-alarming fashion possible to follow where they went. When you’re unable to hear any voices through the only door they’d be behind, you raise your knuckles to the wood. 

“Guys?” you knock gently. “Are you doing alright?”

“Yeah, just give us a second,” Matt says, but not before Elektra swings the door open. 

“Can you come in for a moment?” she asks softly, and you can see the conflict written all over her face. You let out a small breath, conceding to her request and closing the door behind you. 

“Can I get you guys—?” you start, only to be cut off mid-sentence. 

“(Y/N), tell us,” Elektra starts, her breathing steady and calm. “Tell us we’re doing the right thing. Tell us we should be getting married.”

“What kind of question is that?” you ask, truly confused. 

“I need to hear you say it.”

“Elektra—.”

“Repeat the sentences.”

You take a breath, looking at them. “You both love one another. People in love get married. You’re listening to your hearts.”

“You can’t say it.”

“Ellie, I—.”

“You’re holding something back,” Matt adds, his tongue peaking out to lick his lips. “What aren’t you telling us?” His tone is telling. He knows. Damn super hearing.

You sigh, desperately trying to steady your heart rate and deflect. “You’re both just letting the nerves get to you. You’re getting in your heads.”

“We need to hear you say it,” Elektra tries once more. “Please.”

You sigh, feeling your chest tightening. “You’re doing the right thing. You two should get married. You belong together.” You feel like you’re going to be sick as the last piece of your heart shatters before evaporating into nothingness. “I’m going to make sure that everyone is staying calm. I’ll see you both out there soon, okay?”

As you leave the quiet room, you hear the rush of dress shoes follow after you.

“Hey,” Matt says softly, gently catching your arm.

“Matt, things have been delayed enough. We shouldn’t hold them up any longer.”

“You’re still holding something back.”

“Matt—.”

“I can’t get married if my best friend is lying to me about something. (Y/N), please,” he breathes heavily. “Please, just tell me the truth.”

“You look at her the way I always wished you’d look at me, and I die a little bit inside every time I see it,” you admit feebly, watching his expression change through bleary eyes. “That look . . . God, Matt, you love her! I don’t matter in this. Just go and be with her, and for once in your life, stop being such a masochist and be happy!”

With anguish and regret, you pull your arm free from Matt’s grip, making a turn for the double doors that lead outside rather than the ones that lead into the cathedral, needing get as far away from Clinton Church as you can. 

“How’d you know I’d be here?” you mumble as you curl into yourself in your favorite reading room at the Columbia Law Library. 

“I didn’t,” Matt sighs as he takes a few steps over and sits next to you. “This is where I go when I need to think.”

“Bullshit.”

“Okay, you caught me. I locked in on your heartbeat and followed it.”

“Why, Matt?”

“Why what?”

“Don’t shit with me, Matt,” you sigh in defeat, taking in his undone bowtie and general state of dishevelment in his formal attire. “Why didn’t you just go through with it, Matt? You two love each other.”

“But we love you, too. You’ve always been there for us, even when anyone with a modicum of common sense would have left us.” He turns toward you. “Why didn’t you say anything? To either of us?”

“It wasn’t my place. She loves you, and you love her. Simple as that.”

“But I love you, too.”

“Not in the same way.”

“(Y/N).” He takes your hands in his, his thumbs grazing over your knuckles. “I do love you like that. I didn’t think you felt the same, and my God, I was too afraid to ask. I didn’t want to lose my best friend. I couldn’t lose you.”

You sniffle, still refusing to meet his eyes. “Don’t let Foggy hear that, it’ll give him a complex.”

You hear a small chuckle escape his lips. “It’s true though. I’m not sure what I’d do if I did something that meant not having you in my life. I just kept my feelings locked away deep down in my heart because I knew I needed you in my life however I could have you. And then I heard what you told Foggy, and I . . .” He rests his forehead on yours and nudges you with his nose so you finally look at his face. “Can you give me a chance?”

“I want to, Matt, but . . .”

“Please don’t say but.”

“I’d look at you, and I would only think about how I ruined the happiest day of your life. Besides. You’re the ex now. It’s friend rule number one not to date their ex, no matter how you feel about them. And Elektra . . . I couldn’t do that to her.”

“Even if she gives her blessing?”

You whip your head around, seeing Elektra standing in black jeans and a red turtleneck, her leather jacket covering most of it. 

“Elektra, I’m so—,” you start. 

“You don’t need to apologize, darling. None of it was your fault.” She moves to your other side and wraps her arms around you, pulling you into a hug. “Before you came to find Matt and I . . . We spoke, and we’re okay. We’ll always love one another, but not in the way that we deserve. But you two . . . You two can. You already have. I’ve seen it. And you’re a shit liar, my darling. I always thought . . . But when you put my hand in Matt’s at the altar, I knew for certain.” She gently tucks some of your loose hair behind your ear. “You just need to have the courage to take the next step.” She gently tilts your face to look at hers. “I’m okay.”

You look between them—Elektra’s eyes filled with resolve and calm, Matt’s a storm of a million emotions, and you can feel how your heart tears in half. Feeling like the room is closing in on you and the air is being pulled from your lungs, you grab your things and rush past them, needing the cool sting of crisp autumn air to help you feel something else then the hot guilt coursing through your veins.

Maybe Matt won’t come in today. The man did take the week off for his honeymoon, after all. But, he is his own boss and can change that as he pleases. Still, the weekend was eventful as hell. Maybe he needed a day. Maybe if you just keep your head down long enough, you won’t have to catch the sympathetic and pitiful glances of Foggy and Karen. No client appointments are scheduled today, either, so—.

“Hey,” you hear a gently voice say at your desk. Looking up, you see Matt with two cups of coffee in his hands. “Got your usual.”

“Thanks,” you say softly, taking it from him, your heart skipping a beat as your fingers brush against one another. You just want things to go back to normal, as if the weekend didn’t happen. This is a sign that Matt wants that too—a drip of normalcy. But why does he have to sound so tender like that?

“Do you have some time?”

“Matt, I—.”

“Please?”

Damn. He knows you can’t say no when he sounds like that.

“Y-Yeah,” you say softly. “How about we go for a walk?”

He nods, letting you get up and put on your jacket. When you get to his side, you take his elbow out of habit, freezing after a few steps when guilt hits you like a freight train to your chest. 

“(Y/N)—,” he tries softly.

“I can’t do this,” you tell him quietly, tears stinging at your lashes and nose. “I’m sorry, Matt, I just can’t do this.”

“Why?”

“Because, Matt! Because I look at you, and I know how I feel! I feel guilt that I am what came between you finally being happy and getting something you’ve told me time and time again you never thought you’d have. I look at you, and still love you as much as the day that I met you and I can’t stop it. But I know that I can’t be what you need because I will never be able to understand you in the way that you deserve—the way Elektra can. I’m just me, Matt. I’m just me.”

You’re not prepared for what he says next. “And what makes you think I don’t love you just the way that you are? For everything that you are? That I’m glad you can’t understand me in those dark ways because you’re the sunshine that makes the darkness easier to deal with? That I know that the only person that I could ever really be with and be happy with is you? That I don’t love you with my entire heart?”

The way that you feel tears fall onto the fabric of your shirt let you know just how hard and fast you’re crying. The way that Matt puts his coffee next to yours so he can cup your face and wipe your tears away only adds to the gravity of his words. 

“Please, angel,” he continues gently. “Please let me help you realize just how much you mean to me. Just how deeply I love you. Because I will spend the rest of my life doing just that, no matter what you say.”

You don’t know what else to do except pull him in for a kiss. It’s not pretty or graceful. It’s wet and snotty and shaky—everything that a first kiss shouldn’t be. But the way that one of Matt’s hands stays on your face as the other moves around the back of your head so his fingers weave into your hair tells you that it’s everything he could ever want. When he finally pulls away, you do what you can to wipe off your tears that fell onto his cheeks.

“I love you,” you whisper as your thumbs skate across his skin. 

“I love you, too, angel,” he breathes, resting his forehead on yours. “I love you so much.”

“C-Can, uh,” you sniffle. “What next?”

“We go for that walk? Talk about anything and everything. We can figure this out. I want to figure this out.”

You nod as Matt wipes the last of your tears away. “Sounds good.”

He kisses you softly once more and loops his arm in yours as we walk out of the office. The way he holds onto you tells you that he never intends on letting go.

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[cellophaine]

hey! I absolutely love your series lingered affections, I was wondering if you could write something about meating Matt in college; then confessing love for each other. Maybe something dramatic;) Love you work!!<3

I Get Along Without You Very Well

Pairing: College!Matt Murdock x Reader (main focus), College!Matt Murdock x College!Elektra Natchios

Warnings: Very light angst. Reader is lowkey emotionally detached. Matt is lowkey clueless. Time jumps.

Author's Note: I'm very very sorry for the wait! 😭 I hope this would be worth it (?). If not, I really am sorry 🥲

As always, any likes, comments, reblogs and feedback are greatly appreciated! <3

GIF is not mine

You slumped in the uncomfortable seat, your hand absent-mindedly tapping on the smooth surface of the desk before you. All you wanted was for the class to begin already so it could end faster, which meant you could go back to your dorm and take a fat nap until your friend woke you up for a $5 greasy pizza slice in Harlem. You would argue with her that $5 was too much for a piece, to which she would reply that it was big enough to make the fattest rat in New York hesitate, to which you would counter going all the way to Harlem for a slice of pizza is ridiculous, to which she would deadpan "you're just lazy" which would be true to some extends. You couldn't bother going out on a Friday night after a brutal first week at Columbia. Who knew studying law would be this hard?

You were lost in the fast-forwarding of your night until someone cleared their throat somewhere behind you.

"I'm sorry, is this History and Philosophy of Law class?"

You lifted your gaze towards the giant blackboard at the end of the room, decorated with equally large and flowery letters that said: "Welcome to History and Philosophy of Law!" As if those little rays of sunshine drawn around the course's name magically made the class more interesting, you thought. 

"... yeah. It's pretty obvious, don't you think?"

You turned in your seat, craning your head up to the source of the voice. The rest of your sentence died down to a whisper like water escaping through the drain in a quiet whoosh. You took in the rectangle glass and the more obvious indication of why he could not see the board, a white cane with a red accent at the end.

"I'm sorry, I don't understand. What is obvious?"

You diverted your lingering gaze away from the adorable side part of his hair and the innocent smile accompanying his clueless expression. You shook your head before letting out a sigh, resuming your position as before. Just a little straighter. 

"Never mind. I was being stupid."

You went back to examining the blackboard when he spoke up again.

"Can I sit here with you?"

He pointed to the seat beside you. You shrugged nonchalantly. 

"Yeah, go ahead. Feel free to practice your constitutional right."

That earned a lighthearted chuckle from him, and you found yourself … not disliking the sound. He felt around for the desk next to yours, and you sneaked a glance at him every so often. After settling in, he turned to you, extending a hand with a friendly smile.

"My name is Matt Murdock."

You let out a soft hum in response, making no move to shake his hand.

"Nice to meet you, Matthew."

His lips flattened in a way you knew was a mix of amusement and faux displeasure.

"It's Matt. What's your name?"

You exhaled softly through your nose, mildly vexed at this stranger's attempt at making small talk with you, or worse, getting to know you. The thought made you shudder. You offered him an evasive answer instead.

"None of your business."

"Nice to meet you, None-of-your-business."

You snorted, too loud for the echo of the classroom, which drew some stares toward the pair of you. You didn't expect him to sass you back, especially in such a prompt manner. You bit back a laugh as the professor asked for everyone's attention and introduced herself. You glanced at him again to see a dopey smile on his face mirroring your own, making him look even more adorable than the side part of his hair. Your heart did a stupid, fluttering thing then. 

After that day, Matt became an unexpected addition to your life. You sat together for every class you shared, and to which the two of you found out later that it was all of them, even the Spanish course. He introduced you to his roommate Foggy, widening your friend circle even though you had no desire to do so. Matt gradually coaxed you out of your shell, and before you knew it, you were hanging out with the duo every week with an occasional drop-in from your friend. You spent many late nights with Matt, with early cups of coffee and catching up meals in between. You took care of each other, which was something that came naturally. At first, you thought it was purely transactional. You did it because you didn't want to owe him a favour. But you slowly came to a realization that Matt did it for anyone he cared about. This tangible string between you became an iron thread, blurring the border between platonic admiration and all-consuming infatuation. You harboured a crush, and it was a little too late when your stubborn self came to accept that. 

Elektra's appearance in Matt's life was like the last nail to your coffin of unrequited feelings. She was a mysterious force, pulling Matt with her. Study sessions were mostly you and Foggy cooping up in the library, and you rarely saw Matt these days. You told Foggy something you never told anyone in one of those hangouts when it was only the two of you. Little did you know, it only tangled the delicate web of sorrow that cast over your fate and Matt's.

It would appear that all it took was lots of alcohol and a convincing argument from Foggy at an end-of-semester celebration for you to drunkenly walked down the hall to Matt's dorm at two in the morning. They haven't made it official, Foggy said with so much conviction. Before going in, he gave you two thumbs up with a grin so bright it made his eyes squint shut. With your cheerleader just outside the door, you gathered courage, walking to his door with little stumbling, as you so proudly recalled. You composed a speech in your head, practicing with a barely-there whisper in the quiet hall. Most students had gone home for Christmas, with some exceptions. 

Before his door, you took a deep breath, knocking with less assurance than you would have liked. He couldn't tell how nervous you were by the way you knocked, could he? All of your wandering thoughts evaporated as Matt opened the door, a flustered look on his face. He didn't have his glasses on, and it allowed you to look at his unsighted eyes. They were focused on a point on your shoulder; the usual vivid hazel was darkened in the dimly lit hallway. The light was off in his room, making you feel even more guilty about disturbing his peace.

His voice called out to you with husky touch to his undertone. Was it sleep? Was it something else?

"What are you doing here? It's very late. Are you okay?"

You adored the way his confusion turned into concern for you in the same breath. 

"Oh! Uhm, yes, I'm fine, as fine as I can be. In my tip-top conditions."

You laughed nervously, internally cringing at your rambling. But you couldn't help yourself.

"I'm sorry if I woke you up. I know that it's late–"

"–that's okay. I was just–"

"–but I just want to tell you something."

You spoke simultaneously; words bounced off each other, woven in a jumble of sound with the message lost in between. You chuckled nervously, and Matt followed.

"Of course. What do you want to tell me?"

You took a deep breath, willing your voice to stay steady.

"I–"

"Matthew, who is it?"

Elektra's unmistakable silky voice rang out from the inside, making the confession die on the tip of your tongue. You forced yourself to swallow it down, burying the words of love with the haste of your shovel with each painful thud in your heart. The thumps in your chest felt like they rattled your ribcage, turning everything else into a soft blur. You blinked back the tears that welled along the rims of your eyes. Like a glass full, you were afraid you would spill and break in front of him. The least you could do was allow yourself the dignity from a faux composure.

"I'm sorry, what were you saying?"

Matt turned his sightless yet curious gaze to you, imploring you to continue. You shaped your lips into a forced smile, hoping it could mask your devastation.

"I just want to wish you a good night. And that I'll see you in class."

He stayed silent; the slight waver in your voice didn't convince him. You knew that because you knew him,

"Are you okay?"

The tenderness of his voice and the way he gently called your name caressed your fragile mind.

"Yeah, yes, I'm fine. I should get out of your hair."

Matt held his hands up, motioning you to wait for him. He went to take his coat off the hook on the wall, speaking out to you.

"I'll take you back to your dorm. You shouldn't be out by yourself this … late." 

By the time he got to the door, you were already walking down the hall with the phantom of Matt's voice calling out your name close behind. 

The Christmas break provided you with a much-needed space so you could coddle your broken heart. You kept in touch with Foggy, and responded to occasional messages with Matt. You tried to keep the contact with him at a minimum, enough not to arouse any suspicion. The break also gave you enough time to develop a foolproof plan to avoid Matt as much as you could. The second semester went on almost seamlessly with your diligent effort to commit to your plan. You came to class just before the lecture started, choosing a seat far away from Matt, and leaving before he could catch up with you. You found excuses not to hang out, study, or do anything in close quarters with them. While Foggy understood why, Matt didn't. Distancing yourself was the only way you knew how to soothe the ache in your chest every time you were struck with the thought of Matt. You knew your feelings would never be reciprocated. You lost your chance.

However, Foggy remained hopeful.

"I know Matt, and I know that he likes you. A lot."

"If he liked me that much, he wouldn't be with Elektra."

You said with resignation. Foggy stayed quiet, musing in the weight of your admission.

"I'm sorry." 

You shrugged nonchalantly as if your action reflected how you truly felt.

"It is what it is. It was my fault for catching feelings."

You reached over the table, patting Foggy's hand.

"I'll be okay. I will get over it."

You never quite did, especially when Matt unexpectedly ambushed you on the way to your dorm.

"Did I do something wrong?"

"What do you mean?"

"You know what I'm talking about."

And when you kept your lips shut, refusing to provide him with an honest answer, Matt said with a broken edge to his voice.

"I miss my friend."

With a biting bitterness on your tongue, you spoke softly as if that could lessen the blow.

"I wish I could say the same."

More time passed as the last encounter drew a line between you and Matt. A part of you felt relief since you didn't have to find an excuse not to hang out anymore. Still, the other part of you felt guilty for what happened. You could have kept it together and still got to have him in your life. But, from deep down, you knew that you would rather have all of Matt than just bits and pieces you knew couldn't satisfy the bottomless greed when it came to him.

You carried on with your life without him, feeling the emptiness of the space that belonged to him. You finished the first semester better than you anticipated, waltzing into summer with a lightness to your steps. You took a part-time job at a coffee shop, enjoying what the New York summer had to offer. You went to the bookstores, museums, parks and vintage shops. You spent the summer in a comfortable solitude, and you found yourself enjoying it. You found yourself thinking about Matt all the time; not once did his voice fade in your head as you thought it should.

The second year kicked off, and like the last time, you still avoided Matt. It went on until you went back to your dorm after a long day of classes, only to find a sock on the doorknob. You went to the library after getting a measly cold sandwich from a bodega close by with a water bottle before heading to the library. You walked up the stairs, taking turns to the usual spot you took, finding Matt already sitting there, his hand splayed on the open book. You let out a small "oh shit" before walking backwards straight into the bookshelf, letting out a pained whimper at the sudden impact. Matt's head snapped up with a curious look. He called out your name, and you cursed yourself for not running fast enough.

"Sorry, I'll leave now."

Matt stood up almost immediately; the chair scraped back harshly on the marble floor. 

"No! Please, stay here."

You exhaled nervously, slowly backing up with every word you said. 

"That's alright. I don't think it's a good–"

"Please?"

You yielded at his pleading tone. You cursed yourself for giving in so easily as you sat down, pulling out your textbook.

"Just like the good old days, hm?"

Matt said with a bashful air in his tone and face. That drew a soft smile to your face, and you hummed softly in agreement. You cleared your throat after a few moments of silence. 

"How's– Foggy?"

You had intended to ask about Elektra, but you were too much of a coward. Matt had a quizzical look on his face.

"He's fine. I thought you guys keep in touch? That's what he told me."

"Busted."

A brief silence fell over you. It didn't stay that way for longer than a minute as you went for it.

"How is … Elektra?"

You lifted your head from the textbook as Matt didn't answer your question. A hint of hurt embedded itself onto the furrow of his brows, in the slight tilt of his frown. He must know that you were looking as he cleared his throat.

"We broke up a while ago."

You went still at the news. Matt looked like a kicked puppy at this moment, and all you wanted was to pull him in for a hug.

"I'm sorry. Are you okay?"

"Yeah, I'm fine. It just wasn't meant to be, you know? I thought she was the one, but she ... proved me wrong."

"I'm sorry. Breakups are never easy."

You ended up talking for the whole night, catching up with what you had missed in the other's life. Around 1 AM, you walked to a diner that opened late, ordering yourself some hot chocolate and food to share. When the conversation winded down, you didn't think twice when you reached across the table, placing your hand on top of his.

"I missed you."

Your heart did a stupid, fluttering thing again when Matt turned his palm up, threading his fingers with yours.

"I missed you, too."

Things started to be the way it was again. Yet, there was something different. You got meaningful, somewhat suggestive looks from Foggy, the way Matt seemed to get flustered around you more and more. You blamed it on the awkwardness when you rekindled your friendship. It could take a while for you to be comfortable around each other again. You could deal with that.

On a cloudy night that turned into the pouring rain, you walked Matt back to his dorm after spending some time at the library. You were soaking wet when you reached the building, and the rain only poured down harder. Matt invited you in for shelter. You shivered at the welcoming warmth of the room, taking in the layout. Foggy's side was a little messy, with no sign of him anywhere. Matt promptly informed you that Foggy was out with Marci, and he wouldn't be back until tomorrow morning. Matt gave you a towel, letting you dry off while he rummaged through his drawer to find a change of clothes for the both of you. On the opposite side of the bed, with your backs turned to each other, you put on his sweatshirt, pulling on the sweatpants that were a little too big on you. You subtly took in a deep breath, smiling at the faint smell of his laundry detergent in the soft material. 

Matt sat on the floor by his bed, and after putting on his clothes, you joined him. You fidgetted with the long sleeves; your thigh almost touched his. You could feel the heat his body radiated at this distance, pulling you towards him. But you stayed put.

After a while, Matt whispered into the space between you.

"What happened to us?"

You knew what he was talking about. It was something you thought would come eventually, and you hoped, when it did, you would be prepared for it. 

Still, you thought this was something you could never prepare for. It wasn't a test. It was a gentle demand of the truth, and it wasn't easy even at that. 

"I just felt like there wasn't any place for me in your life anymore. So I thought it was better to take myself out of the picture."

You picked at a fraction of the truth, for it was the easier part. Matt felt for your hand, clasping it between the warmth of his hands.

"You will always have a place in my life. You will always have my time."

You shook your head.

"No, that will not always be the case, and it's okay. There will be a time when I'm just somebody you knew."

You said matter-of-factly. The grasp of Matt's hands on yours tightened as the desperation in his voice convinced you to think otherwise.

"No, don't say that. You're breaking my heart."

You reached out with your hand, smoothing a few strands of his hair away from his forehead. When you pulled back, your fingers were damp with moisture.

"All broken hearts mend at some point, Matt. They don't stay broken forever. I know that all too well."

"What do you mean? Did something happen?"

You sighed deeply, finally feeling the courage you permitted yourself to let go of what you wanted to say to him that night.

"I loved you, Matt, in a way I knew I shouldn't. Then, Elektra came, and I knew I had lost my chance. I tried to get over you, I ... I tried to cope with my broken heart by staying away."

Matt's hand came up to rest on your jawline, angling your face so you could look at him. His voice was a husky, barely-there whisper, spoke with such raw tenderness that made your heart ache.

"Tell me that I'm not too late. Tell me that you still … love me."

You didn't dare to breathe; the air locked in your chest as you searched for the meaning behind his words.

"What are you saying?"

Matt licked his lips, releasing a slow and nervous sigh.

"I have loved you for so long. It's always been you. I was stupid not to realize that out of fear of losing you if you didn't feel the same. So I accepted that I could never have a chance with you."

Emotions rushed through you, making your head spin. You couldn't quite believe what he was saying. You wanted to cry tears of frustration and let your body sag to the floor with your head on Matt's thighs. Pure exhaustion from secrets, lost time, and misunderstanding caught up to you, rendering you silent. But, underneath it all was this blossoming happiness, growing at a dangerous pace. It spread through your body like wildfire, and you didn't want to put it out. You wanted to bask in the heat, in the feeling of being loved by someone you adored.

Matt brought your hand to his lips, pressing a tender and tentative kiss to your knuckles, soliciting the most important thing –

"Please, tell me, am I too late?"

– the key to his heart ever since the day you met. You closed the distance, whispering in between.

"No, you are not."

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[imma-devil]

Girls & Boys - blurb

Pairings: Oberyn Martell x fem!reader x Ellaria Sand, Matt Murdock x fem!reader x Elektra Natchios, Damon Salvatore x fem!reader x Elena Gilbert,

Warnings: NSFW (Minors dni)

Tags: Threesomes (MFF), Bisexual [used as an umbrella term], switch!reader, food play, cunnilingus, fingering, shifting position, fainting, multiple orgasms, praise, degradation, bruises, making out, cum eating, oral fixation?, love bites, choking, finger fucking, cum shower, first time, teasing, little to no proofreading.

Word Count: 1,287

A/N: I have fed my bisexual fantasies, I will sleep good tonight. My third piece for Lazy Ghouls Spooktober under prompt 'threesomes.'

You can not take my work or translate it without my permission. This piece of fiction is mine, and only the characters belong to their original creators.

Oberyn Martell and Ellaria Sand

Both are vocal with their praises in adoration of you. 

Oberyn is far more doting in his praise, opting to whisper how good you make him feel in your ear or compliment your beauty while you ride him. When he’s between your legs, he likes to smother the compliments that flow from his lips into your clavicle… his Dornish accent growing heavier with each second he comes closer to release. 

Ellaria is different. She throws out compliments with the energy of a command, intertwining demeaning language in between. “You’re so good to me my pretty little whore~” she’d usher out between aches and moans as she rode your tongue. 

Oberyn and Ellaria both chose you, but let’s be honest… Ellaria is the one who really picked you. Oberyn loves all women and is willing to please the many if granted the choice. He treats you nicely, but it’s Ellaria who acts as if you belong to her. She parades you for all to see like you’re a prize. 

Ellaria often likes to watch Oberyn have his way with you. But you’re not innocent, you purposely give her lustful glances or all-out keep eye contact with Ellaria; no matter if Oberyn’s hips are snapping into yours or if he’s spending endless minutes between your legs tending to your core. 

When you do this, Ellaria more than likely just observes and smirks at your playful nature. But sometimes, if you push her too far, she’ll shamelessly lift her dress to toy with her heat with her fingers. She’ll make sure you can both hear her moans. 

Once Oberyn has worked you over the edge more than enough times, he’ll tend to his wife. He’d bend her over your torso, making sure you feel every thrust no matter how exhausted you are. 

When he cums, he makes sure to pull out so he can share his spend amongst you two. His ropes of cum coating Ellaria’s back and your tits. For good measure, he’d swipe through the white coat with his two fingers, just so that he could find it a place on your tongue. 

When one of your many escapades is finished, Ellaria feeds fruit platters by hand into Oberyn's mouth. But, don’t feel left out. Oberyn will be sure to cradle the ripe grapes or strawberry slivers between his teeth so that he can share them with you. He likes the taste mixture when he kisses you. 

Ellaria will get jealous. She’ll take over, kissing you so longingly that the night begins again. She’ll repeat mantras between heated breaths, “Mine” “You’re mine, little viper.”

Oberyn will watch contentedly for a little while before joining in on the fun. 

Matthew Murdock and Elektra Natchios

Matt will definitely be in a mood when you three finally get it on for the first time. He gets quiet, thrumming with energy that he can barely contain. Unable to quell the devil within him, especially with all the history that rests between him and Elektra. 

Elektra, who on the battlefield acts like a wild panther, is tamed to a house cat when under the attention of both you and Matt. She becomes pliable under Matt’s rough hands and reduced to whimpers when you work her sensitive bud with your tongue. 

Elektra becomes increasingly more sensitive with Matt’s hand around her throat, his hips rolling to meet hers, dragging out a moan from her lips with every thrust. After all, Matt typically liked to take things slow, opting to savor it. 

Matt would fight off release at the glide of your tongue on his shaft, prodding at his head in sparse intervals each time he unsheaths himself from Elektra’s cunt.

A frequent position revisited by the group has you on your back in missionary for Matt; Elekra mounting you with her back arched and ass presented. Matt plows into you from this position, his hands marking deep bruises into your hips. All while your hand reaches around Elektra’s thigh, plunging two fingers into her eager pussy. Elektra would be fucked dizzy from your fingers, trying to ground herself by latching her lips onto yours. 

Once you’d cum more than one time from Matt’s cock, he would switch to Elektra, fucking up into her with a speed that left her breathless. She wouldn’t be able to think, especially with you rubbing tight circles onto her clit. 

After Elektra cums, likely for a fourth or fifth time, she quite literally passes out. Every time this happens, you and Matt often dote on her. The two of you cleaning up, especially when looking after her. Matt would have a content smile resting peacefully upon his lips. 

Any time the three of you have sex, it likely ends in you and Matt having idle conversation before you all sleep the night off. When you wake, Elektra always makes a show of wearing Matt’s shirt. The article of clothing often looks like a dress on her tiny frame. 

Elektra would return to her sharp flirtations and witty remarks as if nothing happened. But you and Matt both know that you could reel her in with a few simple moves. 

Damon and Elena 

Elena is needy. The only way this works is if you accommodate that. So, be ready to have to direct your energy towards her in any relationship, including physical. But, lucky for you, Elena actually was okay with a threesome with her boyfriend’s best friend. Funnily enough, it was her idea. It would also be her first time with a partner of the same sex, as well as her first time having a threesome. 

When things started off, Damon sat in audience with a glass of bourbon; the buttons of his black shirt undone as he slumped into the couch. He mirrors a separate couch, there seated are you and Elena.

She kneels in front of you, her hands pressing into her thighs in a clear display of anxiousness. Even the rock music that plays faintly in the background doesn’t ease her nerves. 

You ask for her permission with every move; allowing you to comb your fingers through the silkiness of her straight hair, lifting her chin in a delicate hold, and placing cautious kisses on her plush lips. Eventually, her hands migrate to drape over your shoulders, signaling a slight release of her hesitancy. 

It's not long before Damon abandons his empty glass to sit behind her, gently kneading his fingers into her dainty shoulder blades. His mouth found its spot against the pulse point of her neck, leaving pink blemishes as he traveled up the length of her fair skin to linger below her jaw. 

Elena lifts her head to offer him room, growing heavy on her shoulders. You decide to reflect his actions, following what Damon knows to already be successful in wooing the Gilbert girl. Elena shivers at the sensation, not used to the second person. A faint whimper makes its way past her lips, to which you and Damon both smile.  

As the night progresses, you end up behind Elena’s back, the two of you lying on Damon’s bed in the boarding house. You support her weight as she leans into you. Damon stands at the bedpost, between her legs. He’s purposeful with his languid thrusts, which you accent with your fingers on Elena’s clit. Your other hand traces the curves of her body, slowly traversing the smoothness of her skin. 

Elena likes being pampered, and it shows in the arousal coating her legs. 

“Look at how wet you are,” Damon boasts with a mischievous glint. 

Elena is silent besides the moans that fill the room like a song, hiding her face behind her hands in embarrassment.

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[hailey-murdock]

Betrayal

Paring: Matt Murdock x Fem!reader

Warnings: Angst, infidelity, heartbreak, Asshole!Matt (he's a dick here), sorta fluff but not really

Summary: After Elektra crawls back into Matt's life he finds it hard to push away his feelings for his ex lover, is he able to to maintain his loyalty to you or to Elektra?

Other characters: Elektra Natchios.

WC: 919

AN: I'm not a hater on Elektra, I'd let her do whatever she wants to me, but anyway, 2 fics in a day???? Crazy, maybe 3 in a day, who knows 🤭

Matt was deeply in love with you, but he couldn't shake his feelings for Elektra either. He struggled with the thought of cheating on you, but he couldn't resist the temptation of Elektra. The stress of it all was starting to get to him, and he knew that he had to make a choice.

Matt and Elektra were working together to take down the Yakuza, and they had been spending a lot of time together. During their work hours, Matt was able to keep his feelings for Elektra in check, but once they were alone, he couldn't resist her. He knew that what he was doing was wrong, but he couldn't help himself.

You noticed the change in Matt's behavior and confronted him about it. You were heartbroken to learn that Matt had been cheating on you, and you felt betrayed. You tried to understand why he did what he did, but you couldn't make sense of it.

Matt and Elektra's mission to take down the Yakuza was successful, but at what cost? You were left feeling heartbroken and helpless. You knew that you couldn't trust Matt again, and you knew that you had to move on.

You were angry and hurt, but you also felt a sense of empowerment. You knew that you deserved better, and you weren't going to let anyone treat you like that again. You knew that it would take time to heal from the betrayal, but you were determined to move forward and create a better life for yourself.

You felt violated, and your sense of trust in Matt was shattered. You knew that she couldn’t continue your relationship, but you still loved him dearly. You wanted him to know how much he had hurt you, how much you had trusted him, and how much you still cared for him.

One day, you finally mustered up the courage to confront Matt. You poured your heart out to him, expressing your anger and disappointment in his actions. You told him how you felt he had betrayed your love and your trust in each other.

Matt listened to your words with a heavy heart. He knew he had made a terrible mistake and had no idea how to make things right. He was filled with guilt and shame, and he didn’t know how to deal with the consequences of his actions.

In the end, you and Matt decided to go your separate ways. You knew that you needed time to heal and that you needed to find someone who would treat you with the love and respect you deserved. Matt knew that he had a lot of work to do on himself, and that he needed to become a better person before he could be in a healthy relationship.

Both you and Matt were left with a sense of loss and grief, but you guys also knew that it was for the best. You knew that you had both made mistakes, and that your relationship had become unhealthy. Despite the pain, you had also learned valuable lessons and had grown as individuals.

Matt had learned that his actions had consequences and that he needed to be more conscious and responsible in his relationships. While your love had been tested and ultimately failed, you were both wiser for it, and hopefully, you would be better prepared to build stronger and healthier relationships in the future.

After the breakup, Matt felt overwhelmed with remorse for cheating on you and betraying your love and trust. He knew that he had made a terrible mistake and that he had lost the woman he loved. It took him a while to realize that he still had feelings for you, but when he did, he knew that he had to try to get you back.

To his surprise, you had moved on and were not willing to give him another chance. You told him that you were hurt and disappointed in him for cheating on you and that you needed to focus on your own healing and growth. It felt like a slap in the face to Matt, but he had to accept that you were making the best decision for yourself.

Despite your rejection, Matt was determined to prove to you that he had changed and that he was willing to do whatever it took to get you back. He started working on himself, trying to become a better person, a better man. He went to therapy to work on his own issues, to understand why he had cheated on you and to learn how to become a trustworthy and loyal partner.

But as time passed, Matt began to feel like he was fighting a losing battle. He realized that he had hurt you so much that you might never be able to trust him again. He started to wonder if he had ruined a beautiful relationship with the woman he loved.

In the end, Matt had to accept that his relationship with you was over. It was one of the hardest things he had ever done, but he knew that it was the right thing to do. He had learned a valuable lesson about the consequences of cheating and what it meant to lose someone you love.

He continued to work on himself, hoping to become a better man for his next relationship, but he always held on to a small hope that maybe, just maybe, the two of you might have one last chance at love. Anything could happen.

#matt murdock #matt murdock x reader #matt murdock angst #matthew michael murdock #human disaster matt murdock

[murdock-barnes]

One Night Stand

Matt Murdock x Elektra Natchios x Fem!Reader

Summary: When Matt and Elektra spot you sitting at a bar alone, they want to spend some "quality time" with you😏

Warnings: protected and unprotected p in v, oral (both female and male receiving), vaginal fingering, face riding (pls let me know if I forgot something)

Word Count: 3,3K

A/N: I made my favorite couple married here because I am desperate for them to be happy together😩 I’ve been wanting to write a threesome like this for a long time and it’s finally the right time. HERE IT IS! I’m really happy about how it turned out😍 I'm sorry this is a bit long cuz I wanted to write all of my fantasies with them😏🥵 I hope you like it!!!! Please let me know what you think❤️

18+ MINORS DNI

The busy, bleak day wore you out. It was one of those days that nothing went right. First, your alarm didn't go off and you were half an hour late to work. Then, the supplier came in with the wrong delivery which he was pretty sure was the right one. On the meeting afternoon, your boss asked to see a preview of your upcoming presentation and you just froze and babbled some nonsense. That's because you didn't even form the idea of the presentation which you simply pushed forward and forward, procrastinating. In the end, it was a long and exhausting day. However, you didn't want to go home, sit alone and mope around. You needed a drink. That's how you ended up in this fancy hotel bar that is right next to the office.

You were on your third Martini, getting tipsy when someone tapped your shoulder. You instinctively turned to look and you were faced with a beautiful woman, looking at you with a mischievous glimmer in her eyes.

"Hello," she said settling on the stool right next to you. The smooth, velvet tone of her voice made your hair stand on its ends.

"Hi?" you responded, questioning.

"Are we disturbing you?" A deep, smooth voice came from the stool on your other side. Turning to him, you saw a handsome man in a tuxedo. Even though he was inside, he was wearing sunglasses.

You were intrigued so you simply said "No."

"Good," the woman replied sitting taller now, exposing her collar bones and chest. Her red dress had a deep neckline which displayed her breasts in the most delightful way. You couldn't take your eyes off of the marvelous view. When she caught you ogling, she smiled and you looked away, embarrassed.

She leaned into you, presenting you with her divine scent. "You caught my eye and I've wanted to meet with you," she reached and tucked a strand of your hair behind your ear. "So pretty," she murmured.

You felt a blush slowly creeping up to your cheeks. Her voice and the way she talked warmed the blood in your veins.

"My name is Elektra and this is my husband Matthew," she introduced.

Matt gave you a dazzling smile "Nice to meet you, sweetie. You can call me Matt."

You smiled shyly "Nice to meet you both." You introduced yourself too.

You chatted with them, getting to know each other. You learned that Elektra runs a private business and Matt, to quote Elektra, was a really good lawyer. You also found out that Matt was blind. You were surprised considering the way he moves like he can see.

They were really charming and good conversation makers. As you talked and talked, they felt safe and trustworthy. They also bewitched you with their beauty and brains. Matt and Elektra were truly a dangerous duo.

Moreover, they were possibly the best-looking couple you've ever seen. The attraction and chemistry between them were filling the space with electricity. Their energy fueled yours and you felt alarmed and alive.

"You're here, drinking by yourself and being seemingly upset. Rough day at work?" Elektra guessed.

You eased into her presence and answered with a nod.

"Aw, poor girl," she pouted. "However, I think we can make your night so much better. Right, Matthew?"

He chuckled "Absolutely." Matt leaned into you, whispering "See, honey. My wife... wants you and she gets everything she wants."

When you got what he implied, you took in a sharp breath. They want to have sex with you? A threesome?

"I-" you didn't know what to say.

Elektra's hand slid onto your thigh, slightly squeezing. She deeply gazed into your eyes. You felt Matt put his hand on your waist. Heat pooled down at your core.

Elektra came closer and placed a kiss on your neck, which sent shivers down your spine. "Come on, it'll be fun. Trust me," she whispered. "Just a one night stand."

Her hand reached and slowly caressed your cheek. "You're so beautiful. Imagine all the ways we can play with you." You felt Matt's hand on your right boob, squeezing slightly. Elektra's hand on your thigh reached between your legs, cupping you. You gasped and shuddered. "We can make you cum so many times, over and over."

"What do you say?" Matt whispered into your ear.

All the logic left your body with their touches and words. "Yes," you answered.

Elektra giggled and hold your hand, making you get up. Matt talked to the bartender "Close her tab and add it to ours." They walked you to the elevator, their hands never leaving you. As soon as the elevator doors closed, Elektra pushed you to the mirror and kissed you hard. Your body was flushed with hers as she worked your mouth. The slight strawberry taste from her stimulated your taste buds.

Matt was just standing at the side, his head dropped down. There was a smirk on his face.

Elektra's hands gripped your hips, pushing herself to your core. The friction made you release a moan into her mouth. You heard the elevator doors open and Elektra stepped away, leaving you gasping for air.

Matt chuckled "Come on."

Elektra held your hand as you made your way to their room. Matt unlocked the door with the key card. "Ladies first," he gestured inside.

Butterflies in your stomach were going crazy as you stepped inside, Elektra and, finally, Matt following you. He closed the door. You walked and stopped before the bed as Elektra approached you.

She gave you a quick kiss with a reassuring smile. "You're so beautiful. So deserving."

The hem of your shirt was lifted and she removed it slowly. Suddenly, Matt was beside you, his sunglasses lost now. He put his palm on your back and kissed you. His kiss felt as good as Elektra's. His hand found the clasp of your bra and undid it.

As you were introduced to his taste, Elektra slid your pants down. She kneeled down and her hands caressed your thighs. She peppered kisses all over your thighs. She got rid of your panties and now her mouth was on your core. She planted a kiss on your clit, making you moan into Matt's mouth. His hands were on your tits, kneading and pinching.

"You taste so sweet," Elektra murmured.

Elektra grabbed your ass, pressing you to her face. The way her tongue worked inside you and on your clit made your knees weak. You held on to Matt's shoulders. He hold you steady and moved on to kiss and suck on your neck. Elektra slowly slid two fingers inside you. Your head fell back, moaning. She sucked and tongued your clit as her fingers moved in and out fast.

Matt held your hand and guided it to his clothed erection. He was so hard in his pants. You rubbed him over his pants, feeling the warmth and length of him. He released a satisfied hum into your neck. "Fuck, yes."

Elektra curled her finger inside you, hitting that magical spot. You threw your head back and came with a cry. Matt held you tight as your body shook with pleasure. Elektra prolonged your bliss and kept sucking and licking. You couldn't take it anymore "Please..." you pushed her head away. She lifted her head and gave you a big smile.

Elektra got up and gave you a kiss. You tasted yourself on her tongue. "You cum so prettily," she whispered into your mouth.

Your hands reached around her body, finding the zip of her dress. You pulled it down and she laughed. Matt slipped her dress down her body. When it pooled down at her feet, she stepped out of it. She wasn't wearing a bra so she displayed her beautiful body only covered with a small fabric between her legs. Fuck, she was doubtlessly the most beautiful woman you've ever seen. Matt caught your reaction, the way you sucked in your breath and became frozen. He chuckled "Yeah, she has that effect on people." He planted a kiss on her temple. Elektra closed her eyes and hummed blissfully, smiling.

Your hands came down on her hips, gripping. You guided her to the bed. First, she sat and then pulled herself up on the bed, resting on her elbows. You settled on the bed on your knees. You leaned into her and slowly slid down her panties. As you threw it aside, you saw Matt from the corner of your eye. Now, he was naked too. He sat on the small sofa, his head laid back and his hand lazily stroking his hard cock. He had various scars on his body yet they couldn't take anything from his beauty. You took in his strong body; his defined abs, muscled arms, and thighs.

You turned to Elektra. She gave you a foxy smile and opened her legs, baring her cunt "Eat me out, pretty princess."

You obeyed as you came closer to her on your hands and knees. You looked up and saw her giving you an assuring nod. You wanted to please her, give her everything she wants. You dived in licking from her entrance to her clit. She lifted her hips with a light moan. Your hands found her thighs, holding her down tight. Her hands became intertwined with your hair.

As you feasted on her, you felt Matt's presence behind you. His hands came down to your ass. "Lift your hips, sweetie," he softly said.

You looked up, locking eyes with Elektra. She understood your hesitance. "Do you want him to fuck you?" she said.

You were ashamed but you didn't give in to that feeling. You nodded shyly. Elektra giggled, her hand on your hair caressed the side of your face "That's a good girl. Lift your hips then."

You went back to give Elektra her well-deserved pleasure as you lifted your hips. Matt reached down and his fingers slid into you. "Fuck, so wet." He planted a small kiss on your shoulder as he lined his cock with your entrance. You felt him slowly entering you, stretching you in the most delicious way. He was wearing a condom which you didn't even see him put on. You moaned deeply and the vibrations made Elektra lift her hips to grind on your face. Your mouth felt like heaven to her. Halfway in, Matt slammed into you. He let out a grunt, as your velvet walls wrapped around his dick delightfully.

He gripped your hips and slowly started to fuck you. Every thrust made your eyes roll in your head. It felt so good. All of you were lost in the sensation. All that mattered was the pleasure.

You moved on to suck on Elektra's clit as your middle finger slid inside her. She gasped and then, moaned. The room was filled with moans and the sounds of flesh hitting flesh. Matt was about to go insane. The feeling of your wet, hot cunt, Elektra's moans, the smell of her, and your arousals. It was all too much. He nearly came with these senses.

"Fuck... you feel so good, baby," he muttered. You whined in response.

Elektra was enjoying herself and when you added a second finger she was over the moon. You pumped your fingers in and out as your mouth never left her clit. Curling your fingers, you hit her g spot. She released a loud moan, throwing her head back. "Oh my God, yes..." she exclaimed. "Don't stop!"

Matt slammed into you harder now. You fingered Elektra faster and pushed your hips to meet his thrusts. All of you were chasing your orgasms now. Everyone moved in unison to meet their needs.

Elektra was the first to come, falling apart under your fingers and mouth. You licked her way through orgasm. Her loud moans were music to both your and Matt's ears. Her legs shook as her body trembled and you kept eating her out.

Matt reached down and started circling your clit, his thrusts never knowing mercy. You felt the coil tightening in your stomach, you knew what was coming.

You lifted your head and as you gasped for the air, you said "Please... gonna cum."

He slammed you even harder, in a way that you didn't think would be possible. He was hitting it so deeply, so raw. Your orgasm slowly crept upon you, it built up and built up. Then, snapped. You came with a loud cry, stars blurring your vision. Your legs shook unable to keep you lifted. He gripped your hips tighter, fucking you relentlessly. Your fluttering walls were milking his cock. You felt his pace falter and his grunts grew louder. A few more thrusts and he came, burying himself inside you.

All of you just stayed still, trying to catch your breaths. A veil of bless wrapped your bodies. You were hyper-aware of every inch of your body.

Matt slowly slid out of you and you rolled onto your back to rest. Matt walked to the trash, disposing of the condom. Elektra pulled you to her embrace. You felt so safe and welcomed in her arms. She caressed your face "You did so good." She planted a kiss on your forehead.

Matt laid beside Elektra, spooning her. She eased into his embrace with a big smile. "I told you she'd make us happy," she said.

Matt smiled "Yeah, you were right."

"I'm always right, Matthew," she replied, grinning.

You don't know how long you laid there with them. Elektra was right. They really made your night better. They possibly caused you to live the best night of your life. You stripped away from your thoughts when the bed shifted.

Elektra was leaning back and rubbing her ass on Matt's dick. Matt gave a small frown "Already?" he asked.

"Mhm," Elektra answered. Matt laughed, his hand coming over her body to grab her tit. You joined them, kissing and sucking Elektra's neck. She suddenly escaped both your and Matt's embrace, sitting up.

"What..." Matt got interrupted by her shushing. She reached her hand out to you "Come here, baby."

You also sat up and joined her. She leaned into your ear "Suck him off and get him ready for me. Okay?"

You looked down at Matt's semi-hard cock and nodded. You placed your hands on his thighs, hearing the breath he let out. You reached and wrapped your hand around his dick, giving him a few strokes. You leaned down and licked a stripe from its base to the tip. Then, you took him into your mouth. Matt released a soft moan as you slowly bobbed your head. You were teasing him, he knew.

You sensed a movement and looked up, seeing Elektra sitting on Matt's face. She was facing you "Go on, I wanna watch," she said.

You leaned in and teased his tip with your tongue, then sucked. His hips lifted from the bed as he moaned into Elektra's pussy. She literally rode his face but her eyes never left you. You wondered if he could breathe.

"Mhm.. soo good," she moaned. "Such a good boy, my Matthew." He replied by whimpering and lifting his hips more. You took him in all the way and hollowed your cheeks, sucking him off dry. You repeated it over and over until Elektra told you to stop. You moved back, giving her space.

She left the throne of her husband's face and straddled Matt's hips, guiding his cock into her. She slowly sank down, and she closed her eyes, letting out a delighted moan. Matt's hands reached and grabbed her hips. She opened her eyes and looked down at him and smiled. The view before you was mesmerizing. It was clear as day that they were madly in love.

Elektra turned to you "Pretty kitten, are you just gonna watch? Go sit on his face. I promise he's really good at it," she winked. You looked at Matt and he gave you a cunning smile.

"I don't know... I'd never done that," you said shyly. "What if I hurt you?"

Matt laughed "I'll be fine and you're gonna love it. We can't deprive you of one of the greatest pleasures of life. Plus I like it."

"Okay, then," you said but you were still nervous. You moved on the bed and straddled his face, hovering. When you were trying to figure out how to sit, Matt held your thighs and guided you down to his mouth. With his first lick, you arched your back. You were trying so hard not to put your whole weight on him but his tongue strikes made you weak in the knees. He heard you struggle "Sweetie, sit down" he commanded. "Not hover!"

His grip on your thighs tightened as he pushed you down. You were fully sitting on his face now. His tongue dived into you as his nose brushed your clit. You let out a deep moan.

"There we go," Elektra chuckled. She reached and caught your nipples, playing with them.

Elektra rode Matt like there's no tomorrow. That's how she liked to fuck. To the death. She lifted her hips, only leaving his tip inside, and then, she slammed down. A huge grunt left Matt's lips but it was muffled by your cunt. Elektra did the same thing over and over, making him and herself go crazy.

Your shy attitude was long gone when you got familiar with this new feeling. Now, you rode his face confidently. The moans he left made you even needier. You held onto his hands on your thighs and you rode faster, rubbing your clit on his nose.

Elektra, also, rode him harder. Leaning into him, she steadied her hands on his chest as her hips kept pounding down. She was out of breath, looking so goddamn beautiful. You smiled at the thought so you reached out and held her face, bringing her closer to you. Your lips crashed with hers as Matt pleased both of you.

You broke the kiss "Oh... I'm..." you couldn't speak properly as your orgasm neared.

She grabbed your face in both hands "Hold it, we're all gonna cum together."

You tried your best holding it as she kept riding him. Her legs were trembling so Matt's hands left your thigh to grip her hips, holding her still. Then, he rutted inside her so hard, so deep. She threw her head back moaning loudly.

She looked back at you, holding your eyes "Cum, baby. Now!" she said.

You finally let go, cumming on Matt's face and riding your high. You moaned and whimpered, your legs shaking frantically so you hold onto Elektra. Dizziness hit you as his tongue still worked inside you. Elektra came with a cry, her body trembling over his. Her orgasm hit her hard, she'd definitely collapse if it weren't for Matt's strong hands holding her up. Matt fucked his way to the peak of his pleasure and spilled inside Elektra as his muffled moans and grunts accompanied his spasming abs.

Elektra slowly got up and threw herself next to Matt. Her legs were weak and her whole body felt sore. You lifted yourself off of him and laid between them. Matt let out a sigh. All of you were completely worn out.

"That was... perfect," she looked at you. "Aren't you glad you joined us, sweetie?"

You giggled "I am." You played with the ends of her hair as Matt's arms tightened around you. "Thank you for giving me the best night of my existence."

Elektra saw the adoring look in your eyes. It was clear that you worshipped both her and Matt. It made her heart swell.

"Maybe this wasn't just a one night stand," she muttered.

Your eyes grew big in response. Your heartbeat faltered. Matt chuckled "Go to sleep and we'll talk about it in the morning," he said.

You settled between them more comfortably and they both wrapped you in their magical cocoon of love. You drifted off to a peaceful sleep with a big smile painted on your face.

#matt murdock smut #matt murdock x reader #matt murdock fanfiction #daredevil fanfiction #marvel imagine #daredevil x reader #matt murdock fluff #matt murdock x elektra natchios #elektra natchios x reader #mattelektra

[russosafehaven]

Eight times, maybe Nines the charm?

A/N: AU where the Castle’s don’t die and when Frank gets out of Cerberus he does some work for Homeland.

Title: Eight Times, maybe nines the charm?

Song: Girls - girl in red

Pairings: Best Friend!Maria Castle x Reader, Platonic!Frank Castle x Reader, Platonic!Billy Russo x Reader, Ex!Natasha Romanoff x Reader, Ex!Wanda Maximoff x Reader, Ex!Elektra Natchios x Reader, Ex!Karen Page x Reader, Ex!Daisy Johnson x Reader, Ex!Jane Foster x Reader, Ex!Jen Walters x Reader, Ex!Colleen Wing x Reader, Dinah Madani x Reader

Warnings: Fem!Reader, Lesbian!Reader, She/They Pronouns

Word Count: 3448

Synopsis: A drabble in which as Reader sits in the Castle’s home, they get to talking about their love life and complain about their exes. Frank sets up a date with a Homeland Agent as per his wife’s request.

~

“Come on, you haven’t told us about your girlfriend? How she’s going?”

Maria held a glass of wine as she asked you about your recent dates. You’ve been best friends with the woman since highschool. It was first period when she asked you for a pencil, complaining about being shoved by a senior. Since then she’s seen you date left and right trying to find the right partner, eight women later and you’ve ended your most recent relationship. Which is how you ended up in Maria’s living room in the first place. Glass of lemonade in hand while you talked about work and her husband was playing a video game with the kids. Frank was a nice man, strong silent type that was an absolute teddy bear when you got to know him. He had proposed to Maria 3 months into dating as she had already gotten pregnant. You were at the wedding as the maid of honour and while they performed their first dance, you were fighting the urge to cut his balls off.

“Colleen and I broke up actually. Wasn’t working out between us. That and she started participating in some less than legal activities”

You cracked a smile at Maria. At this stage she was used to your snarky comments when you spoke about your breakups. Attachment issues had formed early in your childhood alongside abandonment issues. Your dad left and you were stuck by your mum’s side. She was in shock herself when you made your first friend, although she was ecstatic when you introduced Maria to her.

“How many girlfriends are you at now?”

Frank turned around, Lisa still in his lap. You loved their relationship and you knew that the young girl won the lottery. Whenever you saw moments like that, you wondered what your life would’ve been like if you still had your father around at 13.

“She’s at 8 dad!”

Junior spoke up from his uncles lap. Billy was normally over at the Castle residency. In a way he was to Frank what you were to Maria. You watched the devilsome duo as Billy gave the boy a high five.

“How can you possibly know that? You and your sister weren’t alive when I had my first girlfriend”

Billy looked up at you and it clicked. He had told Junior about your exes. Searching for a cushion you chose one and threw it at his head. An eruption of laughter came from the group as it hit him square in the face. When you first met Billy, Maria had taken you out for drinks and Frank had brought him along. The happy couple had disappear to god knows where and the two of you hit it off talking about women. Eventually you told him about your first four exes and since then he’s been your next closest confidante.

“Never trust your Uncle Billy with secrets ever kids. You trust the person who was there with your parents in the delivery room aka me before him. Are we clear?”

Junior and Lisa both erupted into a fit of giggles as Billy launched the cushion back at you. Moments like this were pure bliss.

“Aunt Y/N, can you tell us about your girlfriends again? I mean you’ve had so many, why’d you break up with them?”

Lisa asked you and you looked at Maria. She nodded, knowing you wouldn’t share the inappropriate details like you did with her and at times Frank when he didn’t knock.

“Sure kiddo”

~

You were 21 years old and drinking for two in some run up bar. Maria was still breastfeeding but she had gotten a night off from baby duties, so you decided to take her out with your girlfriend. You’d been dating Natasha a few months and you’d like where it was going. Maria was the most important person in your life so you felt like it was time to introduce Nat to her.

“So how’d the two of you meet?��

The three of you were sitting in a booth together, Nat was nursing a whiskey while you had a glass of wine and Maria some lemonade. The question was directed towards Nat and as she removed her arm from around you, she look at Maria awkwardly.

“Ah this is awkward. Well I met this lovely lady at a coffee shop but I didn’t expect to be meeting her friends so soon,”

Nat turned to you roughly in the booth. She grabbed your hand awkwardly and her eyes darted away from you. You had wondered what she meant by ‘so soon’. You’d been dating Natasha for around 8 months and Maria was desperate to meet the woman who had made you so happy.

“See uh, we need to breakup. I really hate to it here but this isn’t working for me. I’m sorry”

She grabbed her glass of whiskey and left the booth. You couldn’t even watch her walk away. Maria had taken you back to her house after that. Cuddling with you in the couch as you sobbed into her arms.

~

“Nat was great but god that breakup sucked. At least I had you and your mum to get me through it”

You ruffled Lisa’s hair. Smiling widely at the little girl. It had been ages since you’d thought about Natasha, she was a thing of the past and you remained unbothered by talking about her.

“Who came after Nat?”

Junior looked up at you, still sitting in Billy’s lap. The game was forgotten about as the kids wanted to know more about your love life.

~

Two years after Natasha you were out with Frank. Maria staying home to look after the kids. During his time back between deployments you always had a day to one another. You’d typically go to the gym through the city but today you decided on a simple walk through the city.

While trekking through the city you wound up in Little Italy as Frank wanted to take you to one of his favourite gelato places from childhood. You had a heated debate about it at one stage while drunk at a bar while Maria’s parents took Lisa. When you arrived he told you to find a seat so you did. Thinking it was better than ordering.

As you found a spare table you sat down. You pulled out a pen from your pocket and grabbed a napkin, you started to sketch and got lost in it. As Frank came over he placed a bowl between the two of you.

“This is the good shit kid, not whatever the hell you like”

As the two of you started to share gelato and talk about his deployment. A woman with curly brown hair and light brown skin came over. Her hands were decorated in rings that matched her black skirt and red sweater.

“Hi, sorry I just saw you from my seat while you were drawing. You just looked really pretty, I thought we could maybe go out sometime. Here’s my number, the names Wanda”

She handed you a napkin and you took it from her. Smiling as she returned to her seat with who you could only assume to be her brother. You looked at the napkin, it was sketch of you with a note that read ‘Call me - W.Maximoff :)’. Her number was underneath and you smiled like an idiot.

“Well I’ll be damned, you’re just a little womaniser ain’t you kid”

~

“Wanda seemed so nice! What happened?”

Maria spit her mouthful of wine back in her glass and Franks eyes widened. Billy looked at you with a raised eyebrow. The three of them knew what happened as it was a frequent joke you made.

“She slept with Natasha. Some people say ‘better than your ex and better than your next’. Well the truth is that Wanda was better than my ex and Nat had slept with my next”

Lisa rolled your eyes at your stupidity while Junior told Billy he didn’t get it. The memory still stung and you were glad that when it happened Frank was overseas. Knowing the man, he would’ve been up both Wanda and Natasha. In fact the next time he wrote back to yours and Maria’s letter. He had two seperate responses, one doting on Maria and one for you with some colourful language about the two women.

~

After being cheated on by Wanda, Frank’s friend Billy had taken you out. It was his first time staying with the Castle’s and the two of you clicked. When you told him that you were cheated on he was set on taking you out for a night of bar hopping.

“Screw them both okay, you are one fine looking woman. You’ll have no problem finding someone to hook up with?”

You downed another shot with Billy as the two of you laughed the night away. The night was spent in peaceful bliss until you ended up in a higher end place. Due to Billy’s childhood, he had a taste for luxury to replace what he didn’t have. You got in with ease and chose a table in the corner. It was one of those places where everyone was dressed to their 9’s and you both looked out of place.

“Come on, pick any woman here and go flirt your way into one steamy evening”

Billy ordered more drinks as some random woman came up to flirt with him. He was distracted and you were highly jealous. Why couldn’t an attractive woman come flirt with you?

“Is your date ignoring you darling?”

You turned around and were met with the sight of a lovely woman in a stunning red dress. Her hair was straight and accentuated all her best features. You admired her like she was a piece of art as she ordered a drink.

“Oh no he’s not my date. We’re just friends”

She hummed and took a sip of her margarita. You looked down at her hands, fine pieces of gold jewellery accented her hands. It made you fuzzy inside. The woman exuded luxury and her accent sent shocks to your core.

“Just a friend, a boy like that and you’re not jumping his bones?”

You chuckled quietly at the idea of you dating a guy. There wasn’t a way to imagine it but if you were into men, Billy would absolutely be one.

“No, my tastes are more…”

You trailed off, wanting to see if she picked up what you were laying down. She moved closer to you and snaked an arm around your waist, pulling you to the edge of you seat.

“I see. Then how about you and I get out of here. Perhaps we can go have some fun”

She stood up, walking away from the bar heading towards the door. You nudged Billy and pointed towards the gorgeous woman. He gave you a thumbs up and clapped you on the as you walked away.

~

Junior made an ‘ewww’ ad Billy shared the anecdote about ex-girlfriend number 3.

“So she was just a rebound?”

Lisa questioned and you nodded. Elektra had been a rebound at first but you had a lot of great sex and did date for a few weeks. The romantic side didn’t work out and you decided to just remain as friends with benefits.

“Yeah, but she was great. Elektra and I are still great friends, we actually just caught up last week. She owns her own company so we often chat business together”

Maria cracked you a smile, she and Elektra were great friends since your breakup. The three of you had a lot of good times together, just chatting about life and you learnt that underneath Elektra’s cold exterior was a woman who just wanted to be wanted.

“She sounds nice, can we meet her at some stage dad?”

Lisa looked up to her dad who just stared silently. Billy leaned over and playfully whacked her on the shoulder.

“Trading me in for a new model already Lisa?”

The two of them laughed to one another and it was nice to see Billy in his element.

“After Elektra who was there?”

You smiled fondly, remembering the blonde who followed Elektra.

~

You stepped into the small law office, a friend of yours had gotten mugged and you were too scared of doing the legal things.

“Hi! Sorry this is Nelson and Murdock right?”

From behind a desk, a blonde woman smiled brightly. Standing up and walking over to you. She held out her hand and you shook it nervously.

“Yes it is, the Nelson and Murdock part of the firm is currently out for lunch but I’d be happy to help you while we wait for them to return”

About twenty minutes had passed and you were were straddling the paralegal, who you found out was Karen, in her office chair as you both made out with one another. In between kisses one of you would mutter something to the other and you’d laugh it out.

“KAREN THIS IS A PROFESSIONAL ENVIRONMENT”

You whipped around without leaving Karen’s lap seeing two men. You climbed out of the chair and introduced yourself to who you could only imagine were Nelson and Murdock. After apologising, explaining the situation and a meeting. Karen walked you out, giving you her number before you left. Let’s just say that was the first of many dates between you and the blonde.

~

“Wait, Karen as in Karen Page or a different Karen?”

Lisa asked, the young girl was obsessed with journalism and wanted to be a journalist when she grew up. Her favourite was Karen Page who she looked up to. When Nelson and Murdock fell apart, much like you and Karen did, you helped her get a job at the Bulletin. You knew she belonged there and she proved it with every story she wrote.

“Yeah, we broke up due to work stress but we’re still good friends. I can introduce you one time, she’d love to help”

Lisa pounced on you as a string of thank yous fell from her mouth as she squeezed the life out of you.

“Okay next girlfriend, tell us about number five sweetheart”

Billy called you sweetheart often, it was a nickname he had started calling you when you first fell asleep on the Castle’s couch together.

~

You were walking through the streets of New York with Jane. The two of you had recently started dating and it was going really well, that was until you ran into New York’s latest vigilante Quake.

Jane was a scientific mind and had chased the girl down an alley. When you caught up and saw who Quake really was your instincts took over. Slapping her shitless.

“We meet while you’re in New York, you tell me your work causes you to travel then I hear you’re dead and you don’t even think to call me. What the fuck Skye?!”

Jane grabs your hand, trying to calm you down. It wasn’t often she sees you like this, mainly playfully over silly little things at game night with the Castle’s. Quake or Skye stands up, looking at you.

“Y/N I didn’t know what to say. Did you want me to say ‘Hey babe Im back from the dead. Oh by the way I have superpowers and my names actually Daisy’?. That would sound insane”

You shook your head and Jane wrapped an arm around you. Rage seethed through your bones and you didn’t know what else to do. She had apparently died and now she’s back running around on the streets like a maniac.

“Look, this seems personal. I should go, goodbye. You know what, I actually leave the country soon and long distance has never worked for me. So don’t bother calling”

With that Jane left and you didn’t know what to do. Daisy or Skye knelt down and pulled you into her chest. Your relationship would never be the same but she was just as supportive now.

~

“Jane sounds horrible! So does Daisy but at least she had the decency to comfort you”

Junior exclaimed. He was upset with the way you were treated knowing you didn’t deserve it. You had woken up the Castles late at night with some of your worse days, you weren’t the pinnacle of mental health and you leaned on your family for support. They had seen you through your worst times and you hated exposing the kids to it. Lisa and Junior both learnt quickly how to help you in their own ways. Lisa would read you a story while you curled up on the couch, Junior would get a hair brush and run it through your hair. You loved the kids more then anything and you adored that they learned ways to pick up your mood.

“Yeah! Is the next girlfriend happier?”

You nodded towards Lisa and begun the next story.

~

You were in California to help a friend set up an office for their business. Stopping in at the DA’s office you swung the Superhuman Law department due to the nature of your friends business.

“Hi, been told you’re the head of Supernatural Law?”

A woman with brown curly hair looked up at you before standing up and shifting into her green persona, She-Hulk. The transition bewildered you and a smile burst across your face.

“That’s me, She-Hulk. Although my normal person name is Jen Walters. I’m just not meant to be her at work apparently”

A look of embarrassment crossed her face and you smiled at how adorable she was being. She was sweet and dorky and added in details that weren’t needed. Talk about a dream.

You explained to her the situation and told her she didn’t need to be She-Hulk if she didn’t want to. She look so relieved and you preferred the curlier hair on her. The conversation was long and boring, every few minutes you threw an anecdote in to keep it interesting.

The rest of the week consisted of lunch dates until you had to go back to New York. You tried to make long distance work but it didn’t. So you mutually broke it off and still kept in touch. In fact she’s now your number one source of all legal things.

~

“Aw she seems so sweet, I wish it had worked out for you Aunt Y/N”

Lisa had crawled back into her fathers lap. Smiling sadly at your story about Jen. You really like her and were upset yourself when it didn’t work out.

“So your last girlfriend was Colleen who you broke up with?”

It was Maria who spoke up this time. You nodded quietly. Colleen was your self defence teacher, you had paid large sums of money to her for lessons since you never had any growing up. You were rarely not seeing someone so being alone was out of the ordinary. It had been a few months since you ended things with Colleen and you’d only just told Maria.

“You know kid, there’s this Homeland Agent who I’ve been doing some work for. Reckon you two would get along great, how about I pass her number along and you can see how it goes?”

Junior and Lisa looked up at you, nodding excitedly. Sighing you handed your phone to Frank who entered the number into your contacts. As he returned it he pulled out his own and texted someone. You assumed he was just letting them know. You looked down at the contact in your phone, ‘Dinah Madani’. You smiled, her name sounded nice on your tongue.

The kids resumed their game with Frank and Billy, Maria watching intently as you opened a message thread.

~

Y/N: Hey, Frank gave me your number. Said we might get along well. The names Y/N L/N

…

Dinah Madani: ‘Frank Castle’ Frank? Didn’t know he had a brain in there.

You giggled quietly at her response. It was true Frank was almost silent when working, but he was pretty damn smart in the field.

Y/N: He’s like that sometimes, but then again when we first met I almost cut his balls off

Dinah Madani: I get the feeling, but what did he do to make you react like that?

Y/N: He married my best friend. Maria and I have been friends since high school. Some could say I’m super protective over her, the first dance was super awkward for him

Dinah Madani: Wait so you’re the ‘homicidal best friend’ that features in so many of his stories?

Y/N: The one and only

You smiled to yourself, spending the rest of your night chatting to the Homeland Agent. At some stage you had curled up into Maria’s arms who read the messages that you giggled at. She was just content to see you happy again.

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[fluffyprettykitty]

Gymnastics

Pairing: Matt Murdock x Elektra Natchios x shy! female! reader (no specifications!)

Word Count: 2200 words

Outline: Late-night workouts were your favorite but why is that couple in the corner staring so intensely at you?

Warnings: Smut only, swearing, oral sex (m! + f! receiving), p in v sex, dirty talk, pet names, use of condoms, spit play, nipple play, face sitting, tell me if I forgot to tag something or tagged something wrong!

Author’s Note: first time writing for Elektra, so pls lmk what you think, beta-read by the wonderful ✨@alohastyles-x✨ and as always feedback is appreciated and my inbox is always open.

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Main Masterlist ・❥・Matt Murdock Masterlist ・❥・ Elektra Natchios MasterList

NSFW UNDERNEATH THE CUT. MINORS DNI.

It hasn't been long since you had started going to a new gym, in a new town, always dressed in your comfortable gym clothes, water bottle in hand, training after ten pm when it was relatively empty. Today was a day like all the others. You came to do your session on a Friday night, stressed from a busy week, ready to recharge.

In the middle of the gym, you are standing quietly, loving how empty this place is, and doing your exercises. The only other people in the vast place were a couple who stood in the opposite corner. Both are talking to one another and laughing. Paying no mind to them, you put in your earphones and start working out to your usual upbeat playlist. Three songs later, through the mirror, you notice them making out with each other quite performatively.

Deciding this doesn't concern you, you continue with your workout. Until you notice them walk towards you hand in hand. On the empty mat next to you, the black-haired woman pushes the toned man down and climbs on top of him. Shocked and frozen in your place, you only manage to pause your music before staring at them. She is masterfully rolling her hips on his body, his hands holding on to her hips.

"You made her that hot isn't that funny, she couldn't keep her hands off me."

His voice is low and masculine, his lips plump and red, and oh god those muscles, you'd be lying if you'd say you wouldn't want to bury yourself underneath them. As for her? She was gorgeous, with long straight jet black hair, cheekbones that could kill, and the most gorgeous black eyes. And her body? Incredible. Looked like a dancer. She looked like she could kill you and you would thank her. Your pussy throbs at the thought that you could have possibly made that insanely beautiful woman horny. It was difficult for you not to stare, as her hands hold on to the man's chest, moans escaping from her lips.

"Join us."

Elektra begs and her tone is authoritative, with a certain coldness and assertiveness to it that hits you right in your head. Feeling yourself getting wet at the idea, you swallow the lump in your throat and nod your head slightly. At your confirmation, the woman reaches out and moves her fingers over your belly. She brings you closer to her and you obediently move where she is.

"You won't regret it, pretty girl. He is as delicious as he looks." The woman says and you begin to notice an accent, she must have been french. Elektra holds your hand then and you can't help but kneel down next to the man. She leans forward to wrap your lips in a passionate kiss, you respond quickly, feeling a different kind of crimson flame inside you. When her lips met yours, fires ignited and the room started feeling hazy. Is this really happening? You think for a moment. You have been craving something like this for a while now. Getting fucked by a stranger was a daily fantasy of yours and to have two people at your feet, right now? Must have been heaven.

Her lips are soft, her touch even softer as she smoothly caresses your skin, holding on to your bottom lip and pulling it, before dominantly pushing her tongue inside your mouth. Oh god, the sounds you could hear, you can feel a strong arm pushing you down and the man is pulling you to his lips, kissing you roughly and passionately, a very different feeling than the woman.

"Doesn't she just taste the sweetest?"

Elektra asks, an audible amusement in her voice as she begins to grind on Matt again. He doesn't let go of your mouth until his tongue is deep within you, his hands traveling on your body and groping you everywhere. He is quite handly, his hands strong and he smelled like sweat and an expensive eau de cologne.

"She is leaking, I can smell her."

Matt says as she pulls you from his lips, saliva dripping down your mouth, it was the wettest kiss you had ever experienced. His lips were even plumper than before and you took notice of how godly handsome he truly was. No words come from your mouth, belittled by an overwhelming shyness at the sight of them, yet you craved them like nothing else. Elektra places a hand on your shoulder and brings you closer to her kissing you again.

"Less kissing, more doing."

The man complained and moved his hips underneath her. His cock must be so beautiful, you think to yourself again, thoughts taking over your mind.

"He is an impatient little puppy, and very very selfish."

She comments as she pulls away from your lips and climbs off his lap. And that's when you notice it, his hard cock covered by the thin fabric of his shorts. Exactly what you have been looking for. He was definitely not wearing any underwear. How on earth does he work out? Elektra palms his cock and shakes her head.

"It's so easy to get him hard, it’s almost not fun."

She chuckles and then gives him a squeeze to which Matt groans in response. Then she pushes down his shorts, setting his cock free. Your eyes lighten up at the sight. Big in girth just how you liked, you are practically salivating at it, your pussy throbbing at the thought of getting fucked, burying your pussy so deep in it.

"She likes it, Matty, she's practically drooling."

Oh shit, saliva is falling off the corner of your lips. Elektra spits on her hand and then gives him a few small strokes, making sure to run her fingers over the balls and his shaft. Deliberate, administrative, she wants you to see how she pleasures him. She then leans down and darts out her tongue, licking his balls while stroking his length.

"Fuck."

You breathe out for the first time and lean down to have a lick yourself touching your tongue with her. Not an opportunity you would wanna miss. Downright sinful as you place your hand on his length as well and wrap your hand around it. His cock feels heavy in your palm.

"Good girl."

Elektra smiles at you and you were not prepared for what you felt inside. You wanted to do nothing more than have her say that again so you begin to stroke him while she keeps her eyes on you. Boy did you love following instructions and pleasing others!

Together then you are running your tongues at his balls, you dutifully stroking his cock. Matt is moaning as both of his hands go for your heads. Elektra then runs her tongue over the tip of his cock which makes him squirm and wraps her lips over his head bobbing her head up and down, your hand reaches to her face and then back again. A collaborative effort. When she lets go of the head with a loud pop, you quickly wrap your lips around it. After a few bops you try to take him all the way down, Elektra notices and pushes your head down making you gag.

The sight of you both switching your mouth on Matt’s cock would be too much for anyone to see in case they walked in. Hopefully, it would stay dead for the rest of the night. Elektra seemed determined to teach you to better deepthroat him each time, holding your head by the base and pushing your head further. Just as suddenly, she grabs you by the neck and pushes you onto the mat climbing on top of you.

There’s a mix of your own saliva, and Matt’s pre cum falling down on your chin. With one swift movement, she pushes your shirt all the way up and forces it off your face. As if one more moment away from your breasts would be futile. She takes her time to pinch your nipples and shake your breasts before Matt comes next to you and frees you from your pants quickly. The cold air makes you shiver as Elektra is licking your breasts between nibbling on them. There is a certain urgency to their actions which makes you even hotter.

“Fuck!”

You scream out when you feel Matt stroke a finger over your folds, you were soaking wet and dripping. He takes the finger inside his mouth sucking on it like a lollipop while Elektra leans down and licks a stripe from your pussy. Both humming at the taste, they kiss each other, making the wettest sounds you had ever seen. Matt chuckles and pushes away from Elektra before climbing on top of you. He spreads your legs apart, exposing your cunt to both of them. Elektra is caressing his arms before helping line up his cock to your entrance.

“Last time to say no, little one,” Elektra warns you and she stares at you waiting for any negative feeling. You shake your head no and breathlessly reply that you need this badly. At your confirmation, Matt enters you pushing his fat cockhead inside. To your surprise, you can feed the cold feeling of the latex condom. When did he even have the time? Does he just carry them with him? Your thoughts are interrupted by Elektra switching her position to sit on your face and face Matt with her body.

The sight of her pussy descending on your lips would be enough to fuel your wet dreams for years to come. Dutifully you wrap your hands around her hips and start eating her sweet pussy, marveling at the taste while Matt kept a sensual slow pace on you. Looks like he liked dragging it out just to hear the sounds of his dick on your wet pussy.

When he picks up the pace, he is brutal, hitting your body with such reckless wanton that you think your body might break. The first time his cock hit your cervix was a profound moment. You know you could never ever feel like that ever again. So full, so satisfied, and still so soaking wet. You begin to give in to pleasure, allowing your body to be used however they please, you were nothing but a little fuckdoll now. Only to be used as a real-size sex toy.

Pleasure made your vision blurry, not knowing how much time passed and how many positions you all switched, they both made sure you tasted everything they had to offer and even more so. They were very very generous. They both seemed as if they had done it many times before. They were so quick with their movements, so ready to pick where one left off, complimenting each other perfectly. When Matt felt he was about to cum he took the condom off and you both pumped him together, fist over fist till his load hit your faces, tongues out like good little puppies. Dutifully shallowing everything like the good girl you were. It was true you could not be more proud you were their pleasure for tonight.

What you can remember next is Matt positioning you both on the mat looking at each other. Elektra is kissing you deeply, needily, as if your lips held the most delicious nectar. Eventually, he was eating you both out sitting sides by side on the mat, your hands holding each other close. The way Elektra sounded when she orgasmed, her voice chanting a pleasepleaseplease to Matt, holding on to his fluffy hair while holding your breast so tight within her grip would be something you would never forget.

When Matt moved to your clit, he sucked hard and harshly, wanting to ruin you perfectly. Ecstasy hit you with Elektra encouraging you telling you to please, cum for her and you frantically nodded your head while holding on to her fists for stability. A jolt of electricity passed right through you and you couldn’t stop shaking. The pleasure was too much, more intense than you had ever experienced.

They both started to kiss you and caress you so tenderly, making sure you felt loved and safe. Never knew you could get one of your sexual fantasies to get fulfilled like this on such a random night.

"Same time next week?"

Elektra winks at you as she gets up from the mat, dressing herself up before helping Matt put on his clothes.

Bewildered at the pleasure and the anticipation for more, you nod your head slightly- a positive sign. She leans down to kiss your lips and then she throws your clothes over your face.

“Good luck walking now, sweetheart.”

Oh, you were in for trouble. There was no way these series of events wouldn’t play over in your head again and again. When you got dressed and walk outside, you saw them both waiting for you, opening their car door for you.

“Maybe a dinner and a shower sound good?”

You nod your head, you’d never say no.

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[stranger-nightmare]

How do we feel about Matt and you bumping into Elektra? How’d that go down?

I’d fuck them both, threesome let’s goooooo!!😌

Lmao no but okay seriously here’s a mini headcanon:

Elektra is soooo possessive I just know she’d be foaming at the mouth to see Matt with you now

She’d just be super passive aggressive, like almost ignoring you completely, keeping all her focus on Matt

She’d call him Matthew with such emphasis to rub in that that’s what she used to call him

She’ll be trying to reminisce about all the ‘fun’ her and Matt used to have

She’d definitely try and reach out to play with the front of his jacket but he’d catch her wrist and yank her hand away

Don’t you worry bc Matt’s got your back

He’d dodge every effort she made to remind him about the ‘good old days’, telling her that’s he’s so much happier where he is now

He’ll compliment you every chance he gets, almost showing you off in front of Elektra

He’ll keep his arm tightly around your waist, his hand splayed across your hip / stomach for emphasis

He’ll place a kiss to your temple as he compliments you again about something

And that’s when you’ll grab the back of his neck and pull him in for deeper kiss, keeping him in place until you hear a sharp huff and the sound of Elektra’s heels fading as she storms off

- Hope🐝

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[littlweirdostuffwritesworld]

Soft boy pt. 2

This is the GIF that made me think Matt Murdock= Submissive and Huggable

Summary: Where Matt is dating a girl who overwhelms him with love and care and he's not usued to it. And he's also embaressed about what he wants her to do to him

In short, he wants to be pampered

Warnings: Fluffiness, Smuttiness, nipple play, fingering, return of a toxic ex but black girl macic always wins and insecurities

Matt woke up in Joanne's arms like that beautiful but anxious night. Five months had passed and everything was going great, of course there were little quarrels here and there but they did it only for the sake of the other. Matt didn't regret revealing his identity to her, at least she didn't bother every night poor Claire already had other heroes to heal.

"Good morning" Joanne greeted still sleepily, let Matt kiss her all over her face and neck.

"Day honey"

"Did you get enough sleep? You practically fell asleep for a couple of hours," she whispered on his ear

"Yes, but today I'm not free like you today" he said getting up, shanking from the change in temperature. He was at Joanne's house the two had got used to sleeping in the other's house.

He went under the hot water and let his thoughts flow, he had noticed that since he went out with Joanne his scars healed faster, he knew she was a good surgeon. He came out and smelled of coffee and toast came out of the bathroom and changed.

"You shouldn't have done that," he walked into the kitchen

"The hospital called me and they said someone is sick they need me, Rebecca and Sophia will take my place in the clinic" she notified and went back to the room to take off her clothes and sprint to the bathroom, after a while they were both ready.

"Are you sure you don't need a ride?"

"The office and a ten minute walk, she pecked at his lips

"I love you," he said

" Me too"

The lawyer arrived at his office where he could hear giggles coming from his colleagues.

" What?" he asked

"It's not just that he's been limping for months after being beaten to death," said Karen

"Sh0e's really treating you right huh?" Foggy joked, when he was going out with Joanne the two teased him, they loved her he was happy that everyone was stuck.

"Yes, she's treating me well" he smiled and went to his desk

Hours passed Matt decided to go out to eat for himself.

"Are you sure you don't want something?"

"No go to your beloved" Karen hummed reading the bills

"I'm not ....."

"Yeah yeah sure, we'll see each other later Matty" Foggy interrupted him and chased him out of the office

He walked to the restaurant light-heartedly when suddenly he heard a familiar voice.

"Hi Matt" was Elektra

" What do you want?" he asked bitterly, whenever she felt happy or when she was at her lowest point Elektra Natchios would appear to make everything worse.

"Oh Matty why say hello to me so you don't love me anymore?" the woman hissed as she was getting closer to the man.

"No I'm sorry, if you like I have someone special to meet"

"Karen Paige? Claire Temple or is your new girlfriend Joanne Woods"

"I am not surprised it is from college that you stalk the people I go out with" he chuckeld.

"Surgeon at New York-Presbyterian is good, I have to admit 5 months is a record for you" he said.

" What do you want?"

"You , silly boy" the woman laughed, it was not the first time that Elektra intruded on his life.

"Come on we lived almost the same life, we are meant to be together"

"No, you hurt and humiliated me"

"Are you talking about what happened to college?" he squeezed the knuckles of his hands so tightly they turned white, the killer loved seeing him reaction.

"Have you by chance already done it?" she asked mischievously, she knew that after what Matt had done he never had sexual intercourse with who he was dating.

"I think this is his business." Joanne stepped into the conversation.

"Then you are the famous Joanne"

"Flesh and blood" Elektra knew that the women Matt Murdock was dating were looked good but Joanne Woods, although she hated to admit it was the prettiest, skin was black and when reflected in the light she looked like a pearl, plump lips and colored eyes hazelnuts that were almost yellow under the sun.

"The photo lasts longer," the doctor said.

"You're the prettiest girl Matt has gone out after me of course"

"And you're the craziest of course." Matt laughed out loud.

"Sorry whatever your name is but my boyfriend and I have reserved a beautiful restaurant, unfortunately for two" she said leaving the woman angry with smoke on her ears, Matt took Joanne's hand.

"Thanks," he said

"For what? I would do everything for you baby boy" the woman whispered in his ear and took him by the hips

"You - are a tease" he stammered.

" I know"

After that encounter with Elektra his feelings for Joanne were getting stronger, he had finally realized that Joanne loved him so much and as she showed it as: intense kisses, kisses on the back., She whispered compliments and how much she loved him at the beginning he found him rather embarrassing, but after a long time he got used to it and he liked it and wanted more, but he was too afraid of the past.

And if Eletra was right if Joanne discovered her secret about her, she would leave him alone and she would never come back.

He couldn't risk it

I PROMISE NEXT CHAPTER IS GOING TO BE HOT AND SMUTTY I PROMISE

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[chvoswxtch]

girls night

pairing: elektra natchios x fem!reader

summary: elektra is always trying to convince you to come out with her. one night, you convince her to stay in.

warnings: swearing, angst, mentions of alcohol, explicit sexual content (minors dni)

word count: 4.5k

a/n: this one goes out to my one & only @pleasurebuttonwrites. thank you for requesting this & letting me be a feral whore for my babygirl elektra. ❤️ as always, feedback is welcomed/appreciated!

To say you were intimidated when you first met your roommate would be a severe understatement. Elektra Natchios radiated pure confidence, came from a family that was richer than God, and always got whatever she wanted. 

Oh, and on top of that, she was drop dead fucking gorgeous.

The second you stepped through the door of your shared dorm room, her deep brown eyes were on you, shamelessly analyzing you from head to toe before meeting your stupefied gaze. A playful smirk tugged at the corner of her lips as she quirked one of her perfectly arched dark brows.

“You must be Y/N?”

And she had an accent. Of course she fucking did.

You couldn’t even speak. She was dressed to the nines in an outfit that probably cost more than your entire life with perfectly straightened hair while you were…well…it was move in day so you had on a comfy pair of leggings and your favorite sweatshirt, and your hair that you hadn’t brushed in three days was tied in a knot on top of your head that was far too messy to be passed off as cute. 

Clutching onto your bag a little tighter, you feebly nodded as you stared at her. Elektra seemed to find your quietness amusing, because her lips pulled into a full blown devilish grin as she sauntered over to you.

“Oh don’t be shy, little dove. We live together now. I’ll get you to open up for me sooner or later.”

Elektra fully taking you under her wing was not something you had anticipated. You weren’t really sure what to think of her at first. You didn’t necessarily think she would be a mean girl, but you certainly didn’t think she would like you. The two of you were polar opposites. 

Elektra could be abrasive to some, demanding oftentimes, and probably came off as a spoiled brat to anyone that dared to tell her no, but she was always gentle and patient with you. 

She constantly invited you to come out with her friends, which you always graciously declined, to which she would purse her ruby lips in a pout and give you pleading eyes that nearly made you give in; but she never pushed you. 

“Alright, fine. Don’t come have a good time with me. Just break my heart, yet again.”

She asked for your opinions on placement when she wanted to re-decorate, which happened to be every two months like clockwork. 

“Styles come and go, love. We’ve got to keep up with the times. Don’t you think the couch would look better over there?”

She constantly bought you things that she would just leave around for you to find, knowing that you would protest if she tried to give them directly to you, and would come up with an excuse as to why you both needed it.

“Darling, your coffee machine was practically being held together by duct tape. Besides, you love espresso, and so do I. And it came in your favorite color. We need the best caffeine money can buy if we’re to survive midterms, yeah?”

You warmed up to her pretty quickly, granted she didn’t give you an opportunity not to, but you never felt like you could fully let go with her.

Because you had a massive crush on her.

It made you want to slam your head against the nearest wall, because falling for your best friend? What a total fucking cliche. 

But still, every time she crawled onto the couch and laid her head in your lap asking you to read whatever was in your hands to her, your heart started to thrash against your ribcage. Every time she grabbed onto your arm or held your hand when the two of you were walking around campus, you tried to fight the blaze that stained your cheeks a deep shade of pink. Every time she joined you in your bed in one of your oversized t-shirts and nothing else, snuggling up close to you for movie night, it left you feeling heavy with despondency. 

Because it was so fucking easy. 

Being with Elektra was like breathing. She understood you in a way that no one ever had, or had taken the time to try to before. She made sure that you felt included on the rare occasion that you did join her for a group outing. She listened patiently and intently when you vented about having a bad day, and always offered words of encouragement or comfort, whichever one you needed most. She made you feel worthy and supported, and wanted.

“Don’t know what I’d do without you, little dove.”

But she also let you in too. She let you see the sides of her that she hid from everyone else. She let you hold her when she cried. She confided her fears and mistakes in you. She pleaded for forgiveness when she lost her temper because of a sour mood. She let you see the real Elektra.

Which only made it harder for you to deny how you really felt.

Because Elektra was beautiful, and witty, and intelligent, and kind. She was the beaming sun right in the center of your universe, and you were drawn to her like gravity. 

But so was everyone else. 

And Elektra was never alone.

She always had a boyfriend that she would either dump because she didn’t feel like they were good enough, or drown in a bottle of mezcal over because they’d treated her poorly. In the five months that you’d known her, she had never dated a girl, or expressed any interest in them, which made you more adamant about hiding your feelings.

Because falling in love with your best friend was one thing. But falling for your best friend, that you lived with, that was straight, was a whole other thing.

You ran the risk of not just making your friendship with Elektra awkward by telling her the truth and ruining everything, but losing her friendship completely, and also having to find a new place to live when you inevitably freaked her out and made her uncomfortable. 

As you laid on your stomach on Elektra’s bed, you watched her while she got ready in front of her vanity, letting out a soft sigh.

“Ellie, do you have to go tonight?”

“My presence has been requested, and there’s an open bar.”

“We have an open bar.”

Elektra glanced at you in the reflection of the mirror, her signature smirk curling at the edge of her lips as she pulled off the cap of her lipstick.

“You could always join me.”

“Or you could stay.”

Elektra paused as she stared at you in the mirror, tilting her head to the side slightly as her smirk evaporated. Your heart suddenly started to beat louder in your ears. You never asked her to stay when she said she was going out. 

“Do you want me to?”

There was an emotion in her eyes that you couldn’t read. No one was better at masking how they really felt than her, and it annoyed you since you couldn’t hide your feelings to save your own life. Dropping your gaze to the book beneath you that you had been pretending to read, you lightly shrugged your shoulders.

“You don’t have to. We just…haven’t had a night just us in awhile. Thought we could have a girls night or something.”

Please stay. Don’t go out tonight. Don’t go home with some asshole. 

When you lifted your gaze, a sharp gasp slipped past your lips and your eyes widened slightly seeing that Elektra had knelt in front of the end of the bed and was staring right at you.

“I’ll stay if you want me to.”

You always felt nervous under the intensity of her alluring gaze. Letting out a soft laugh, you glanced back down at your book.

“You sure? Your presence was requested.”

Elektra grasped your jaw in her hand to lift your gaze, staring into your eyes as she nodded in your direction.

“You’re more important.”

You were frozen in place, unable to tear your eyes away from hers, and your heart was beating so loud you swore she could hear it in the silence. After what felt like an eternity, but was more likely about a minute, Elektra dropped your chin and clasped her hands together with a bright smile on her lips.

“So, girls night. What shall we do?”

An entire pizza and half a bottle of tequila later, you and Elektra were on the couch trying to decide what latest drinking game you should play. A tiny little voice in the back of your head was trying to warn you about something…something about alcohol being a truth serum and another drinking game being a bad idea…but you were having so much fun, you simply drowned it out. Elektra waved her hand around frantically as she moved to sit on her knees on the couch in front of you, a devious smile on her lips as her eyes twinkled with mischief.

“Ooh, I’ve got one. Let’s play truth or dare.”

“Oh come onnnn, Ellie. You know everything about me already-”

“Don’t be a coward, darling. Where’s your sense of adventure?”

“Sense of adventure? What are you-”

“Shh shh shh. We’re playing. You go first.”

Rolling your eyes with a playful smile, you leaned your head back against the couch as you took another sip of your drink.

“Okay, truth or dare?”

“Dare.”

“Okay…I dare you…to…not spend money for an entire day.”

A shocked gasp parted Elektra’s lips as she stared at you with wide eyes, scoffing loudly as she reached for her drink.

“Evil. Dares are supposed to be fun, not mean.”

“That was not mean!”

“Was too. Fine, I see how this game is going to be. Truth or dare, love. Choose wisely.”

Elektra arched one of her dark brows in challenge as a wolfish grin settled on her lips. The look in her eyes suddenly made you nervous, and you giggled anxiously as you lightly shrugged.

“Fine, truth.”

“Ugh, you’re no fun.”

“You said choose wisely.”

Elektra tilted her head to the side slightly as she studied you, her mocha eyes traveling from the top of your face down to your bare thighs where your shirt had ridden up slightly. They lingered there for a moment before snapping back up to yours.

“Have you ever been in love?”

Your lips parted in surprise at the question, and you quickly averted your gaze to the contents of your glass. 

Yes.

“Um…I…think so, yeah.”

“What happened?”

“Nothing.”

“Why not?”

“I never…never told them.”

“Why?”

“I…just didn’t. Truth or dare?”

A displeased sigh slipped from Elektra’s mouth as she sat back on her heels, taking another sip of her drink.

“Truth.”

“Are your parents really not going to be home for Christmas, or did you feel bad I was staying here alone?”

Elektra narrowed her eyes slightly and pursed her lips as she looked over at you.

“They’ll be in Mont Blanc.” 

“And you didn’t want to go?”

“I got burnt out as a child. Truth or dare?”

Nibbling on your bottom lip, you traced your finger around the rim of your glass as you hummed in thought.

“Dare.”

“I dare you to tell me why you didn’t tell that person you were in love with them.”

You instantly flickered your eyes up to find that Elektra was already staring at you expectantly. She had that look on her face that let you know she wasn’t letting this go anytime soon. Letting out a heavy exhale through your nose, you shook your head as you downed the rest of your glass.

“Because I knew it wouldn’t work out.”

“Why?”

“Because I’m not their…type.”

“Did they tell you that?”

“No-”

“Then how do you know?”

“Because I just…know, Elektra. Can we drop it, please?”

Elektra pursed her lips in a dissatisfied pout at the use of her full name. Reaching over to set your glass on the coffee table, you moved to stand as you tucked your hair behind your ears.

“I think I’m gonna call it a night.”

Before you could get off the couch, Elektra grabbed onto your wrist and reached over to set her glass on the coffee table next to yours.

“Not yet. I have one more dare for you.”

“I’m really not in the-”

“I dare you to kiss me.”

All of the oxygen in your lungs seemed to disappear as those five words hit your ears. Your eyes nearly tripled in size as you stared at Elektra in complete bewilderment. Surely your buzzed brain hadn’t heard her correctly.

“W-What?”

“You heard me.”

There was no humor dancing around in her eyes. Her stunning features were void of any hints of playfulness or jest. As a matter of fact, she almost looked…nervous? You could see her chest start to rise and fall a little quicker when you didn’t attempt to move or speak, and her tongue quickly darted out to wet her lips.

“It…it’s me, isn’t it? The one you’re in love with?”

Elektra stared at you with hope glimmering in her irises and a timid smile ghosting across her lips as she inched closer on her knees. All you could do was gaze at her while your brain tried to process her words and form a coherent reply. Had you had that much tequila? Were you passed out and dreaming right now? 

No…her words had evaporated every drop of alcohol in your system. You were completely stone cold sober at the moment and stupefied in place. The longer the silence drew on, the more the hope in her eyes morphed into panic, and that little voice in the back of your head was screaming at you to say something. 

Suddenly Elektra climbed onto your lap and took your face in her hands, frantically searching your eyes and nodding as a nervous smile tugged at her mouth.

“Tell me it’s me. Please…tell me it’s me. Kiss me and tell me it’s me.”

Elektra looked like she was on the verge of tears, and there was a vulnerability lodged in her throat that you had never heard in her voice before as she pleaded with you.

“It’s you, Ellie.”

A tear slipped down her cheek as she broke out into the biggest grin you had ever seen on her face, laughing happily as she surged forward to capture your lips in a soft kiss. The spark you felt when your lips connected seemed to jolt you out of the trance you were in, and your hands flew up to grip onto her waist to pull her closer. Her lips were just as pillowy and warm as you’d imagined they would be, and you hummed in satisfaction at how good it felt to finally kiss her.

Elektra pulled away slowly to look at you, her eyes searching yours as she rubbed her thumb along your cheekbone. A slight furrow formed between your brows as you looked back at her.

“Wait…are you-”

“In love with you? Yes.”

“And you’re just now telling me?”

“You didn’t tell me either.”

“Yeah but…you…had…boyfriends. Lots of them.”

Elektra rolled her eyes as she grinned, moving closer on your lap as she shook her head slowly.

“Just play things, darling. Nothing more. All I really wanted was you. Thought I was making that clear, but I suppose I wasn’t doing a very good job.”

“I…guess I just thought…you wouldn’t want me…like…that.”

Elektra’s eyes suddenly darkened, and the look had your breath hitching in your throat. She leaned in languidly, tracing her thumb over your bottom lip as her mouth split into a wicked smirk.

“Why don’t you let me show you how I want you?”

She didn’t wait for an answer as she surged forward again, capturing your lips this time in a much hungrier kiss. She nipped lightly at your bottom lip before soothing it with her tongue, and your lips instantly parted in a gasp. You couldn’t hold back the moan that echoed in your throat when Elektra slipped her tongue in your mouth, and your grip immediately tightened on her waist. She kissed you so fiercely it made you dizzy, and you fought your need to breathe so that you didn’t have to stop. 

Elektra trailed her opened mouthed kisses along your jaw and down the column of your neck as you panted, gently nipping at the sensitive skin of your neck and sucking harshly at the juncture above your collarbone. A soft whine fell from your mouth feeling her tongue soothe the sting of her bites and bruises, and you shivered as her warm breath fanned over the shell of your ear.

“Sound so pretty, little dove. Wonder what other pretty sounds you can make for me, hm?”

You tightly fisted her shirt to pull her even closer, reveling in the sound of her melodic giggle filling your ears.

“You wanna take this off?”

“Please.”

Gripping onto the hem of her shirt, you quickly tugged it upwards, moaning softly at the sight of Elektra’s bare chest. Gazing up at her in desperation, a wide grin split her mouth open as she moved her dark hair off her shoulders, grabbing your wrists to guide your hands upwards.

“You can touch me.”

Delicately cupping her breasts in your hands, you gave them a gentle squeeze before brushing your thumbs over her nipples, your mouth falling open at the way she let her head fall back and arched her chest further into your needy palms. Sitting up a little, you leaned in to attach your lips to her neck, teasing her nipples between your thumbs and index fingers as you grazed your teeth along her shoulder. Elektra started to slowly rock her hips against yours, which caused the heat between your thighs to rage into a wildfire, and you could feel your thighs starting to stick together with desire.

All of a sudden Elektra pushed at your shoulders, gripping onto the hem of your shirt to tear it over your head, and she wrapped her hand around your throat as she pulled you in for another passionate kiss. You moaned into her mouth in surprise at the feeling of her slender fingers wrapped around your throat, digging your fingertips into her thighs as your tongues tangled together. Her other hand boldly explored your chest, alternating between squeezing at your breasts and toying with your nipples, causing you to whine against her lips.

Pulling away breathlessly, Elektra moved off of your lap to sink onto her knees before you, staring up at you with eyes completely eclipsed with lust. She pulled you closer to the edge of the couch by your hips and leaned in to wrap her lips around one of your nipples, causing you to moan out loudly in surprise. She swirled her tongue slowly around the peaked bud, and you cried out when she lightly bit down on it. Her free hand parted your thighs so she could move further in between them, and you gasped when her nails dragged along your lower stomach right above your panty line.

“I want these off.”

All you could do was feebly nod as she tugged the soaked fabric down your legs, her mouth hanging open as she spread your thighs further apart. An eager moan fell from her mouth as she sank her teeth into her bottom lip, rubbing her thumb in slow circles on your inner thigh.

“Oh darling…look at you. What a mess you’ve made for me. So pretty, my love. Can I show you how pretty you are?”

“Ellie…please…”

Elektra closed her eyes for a moment as a proud smile tugged at the corners of her mouth. Letting them flutter open slowly, she locked her gaze on yours as she moved her hand closer between your thighs, keeping eye contact as she collected some of the wetness dripping from your core. The delicate touch made you jump, and you whined as you stared back at her with need.

“Please.”

“Say my name again.”

“Ellie…”

Elektra sank her teeth deep into her bottom lip as she slowly pushed her finger into your welcoming heat, her lips parting slowly as your mouth hung open and your head dipped back. You sucked in a deep breath as she retracted it slowly before slipping it right back in easily.

“Again.”

“Please…”

Elektra reached forward to wrap her hand around your throat again, giving it a light squeeze as she gazed into your eyes, gliding her tongue along her front teeth before flashing you a devious smirk.

“Say my name again, little dove. Let me hear you beg for me.”

“Elektra…please.”

Before her name could even fully roll off your tongue, her head was between your thighs, and her lips were wrapped around your clit. You moaned loudly at the sensation of her warm mouth and wet tongue devouring you as she slipped another of her fingers inside you. You couldn’t help but roll your hips upwards against her face in search of more, which she didn’t seem to mind. Elektra hummed against your pussy, which sent vibrations of pleasure throughout your lower half, and you moaned her name again when she curled her fingers upwards against that spongy part inside you that turned you into an incoherent fucking mess.

You weren’t sure what was louder; the sounds of you desperately crying out her name or the obscene slurping sounds coming from Elektra sucking fervently on your clit while her expert fingers explored inside the depths of you. She moaned again when you slipped your fingers into her dark hair and tugged, and it made your eyes nearly roll into the back of your head.

“Ellie…please…”

Your voice came out so high pitched and breathless, you didn’t even recognize it. Elektra replaced her tongue with her thumb, massaging your clit in quick circles with applied pressure as she looked up at you with her lips glossed with your wetness.

“God, I could come just from how good you taste. You’re doing so well for me, my love. Doing so good letting me have you like this. I want you to come on my face, can you do that for me?”

“Fuck…Elektra…”

A huge grin took over her mouth as her tongue darted out to lick over her lips, teeth lightly grazing over her bottom lip as she hummed.

“Love the way you say my name. Make it sound so pretty. Now, make me proud and come on my face.”

Elektra dipped her head back down between your thighs, alternating between lapping at your clit and sucking on it with renewed vigor. Her fingers continued to massage that spongy tissue inside you in a ‘come closer’ motion with more pressure, and you gripped onto the back of her head to grind your hips against her face. Your moans got breathier and higher in pitch the more your orgasm steadily built in your lower half, and Elektra hummed against you in encouragement, various chants of mm’s & mhm’s reverberating against your core.

“Yes…yes…right…right there, please. Please Ellie…ah…oh fuck!”

When you finally reached your peak, a blinding white orchestra of electricity buzzed in your veins and sent shockwaves of pleasure throughout your entire nervous system. Elektra continued to drag her soft tongue along your slick pussy as she gripped onto your thighs tightly, digging her nails so hard into your flesh that she left maroon crescent shaped indentations behind. She didn’t stop even as you came down from riding out your high, and you nearly sobbed from overstimulation as you futilely pushed at her shoulders. 

With the loss of her warm mouth, the cool air hitting your soaked cunt felt like a slap, and you winced with a whine as you clamped your thighs shut. Elektra giggled softly as she rubbed your thighs soothingly, moving to climb onto your lap once again as she held your face against her chest and ran her fingers slowly through the ends of your hair.

“Sorry, my love. I get a bit greedy when it comes to you.”

You attempted to respond with something that made sense as you attempted to catch your breath, but it must have come out scrambled, because Elektra simply laughed and cradled your face in her palm as she gazed down at you adoringly and cooed.

“Aww, little dove. Did I break you?”

“No.”

“Hm, shame. Shall I try again?”

“No! Let me…regain the feeling in my legs, God.”

Elektra beamed with pride as she tucked your hair behind your ear, leaning in to press a gentle kiss to the tip of your nose.

“So, does that clear things up?”

“Cristal.”

“I’ve actually got some in the fridge. Should we pop it open to celebrate?”

“Celebrate what?”

“Me being right.”

The look of confusion that twisted up your features had Elektra smirking as she leaned in to grasp your chin, staring deeply into your eyes.

“I told you I’d get you to open up for me.”

Your jaw nearly dropped to the floor as her words nestled in your ears, staring up at her in complete shock.

“Elektra!”

“What?”

“If I had known that is what you meant I would’ve…we could’ve…”

“So, I should’ve just seduced you on the spot?”

Pressing your lips into a firm line, you narrowed your eyes as you looked up at a very amused Elektra. She tugged at her bottom lip with her teeth and grinned as she leaned in to bump her nose with yours.

“You love me.”

“I do.”

Elektra’s smile softened a bit as you wrapped your arms around her waist, a tender smile spreading over your own lips. You did love her. And she loved you. 

As your hazy brain started to clear, a realization slammed right into your hammering chest.

Elektra was wet; practically dripping onto your lower stomach as she sat on your lap, and the smile on your face quickly dropped as you gazed up at her hungrily. The warm smile on her own mouth vanished as she took in the look in your eyes, and you felt a surge of power and confidence knowing you had the ability to render Elektra Natchios nervous.

Feeling emboldened, you trailed one of your hands slowly up her thigh, letting it dip down so that your fingertips just barely brushed along her inner thigh, tearing a gasp from her lips.

“Now, do I get to show you how pretty I think you are? Or do I have to dare you to let me?”

Elektra’s lips suddenly parted as she looked at you with widened eyes, and her grip on your shoulder tightened.

“Please.”

“So polite, Ellie.”

tags: @messymissy @dark-academia-slut @strawberry1042

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champagne

pairing: elektra natchios x fem!reader

summary: elektra just wants to show you how grateful she is that you're her date to a luxurious gala.

warnings: explicit sexual content (minors dni)

a/n: this is purely selfish. i hope y'all love women, bc i do. happy pride. :)

word count: 913

The opulent gala below was in full swing. New York’s most wealthy were adorned in their most luxurious and elegant attire, draped in various gleaming and ornate jewels, trading scandalous rumors and gossip with every trade of an empty glass. The champagne was flowing as freely as the buzzing of conversation, and the live band had even the most pretentious of attendees flocking to the dance floor. 

It was some upscale charity event for the annual something or other, but you couldn’t focus on anything other than your girlfriend’s head under your dress.

Elektra hadn’t even bothered to hide the two of you well. She had lured you up the stairs with the guise of an exquisite view from the balcony, but the second your heel collided with the tile of the top of the steps, she had pushed you against the nearest wall, sank to her knees before you, lifted your leg over her shoulder and pulled your panties to the side before you could even utter her name in protest.

You should be filled to the brim with concern. Anyone ascending those stairs would get more than they bargained for as soon as they turned left. You would inevitably get kicked out of the party. You could get arrested, for public indecency or something. Or you could-oh.

A swipe of warm velour through your slick folds pulled you out of rapid fire what ifs, and you looked down to find Elektra staring up at you with her mesmerizing eyes, feeling electrified by them like two shots of espresso. She seemed to be able to sense that your mind was elsewhere besides on her, and pulled her lips into a wicked smirk as she made a show of slowly dragging her tongue up your pussy, letting the tip of her tongue flick against your clit as she reached her ascent.

Her ruby painted nails dug deep crescents into the soft flesh of your thigh, anchoring your attention where she wanted it as her lips focused on your swollen and sensitive nub, smearing cherry paint across your pubic bone and her own mouth. Your hand flew to her head, fingers lacing through her raven hair and gripping tightly to have something to hold onto as she continued her delectable assault on your cunt.

The exhilaration of it all was an aphrodisiac in itself. Knowing that any one of those stuck up assholes downstairs could catch your girlfriend eating your pussy like her life depended on it at any moment sent a thrill through you that caused a fresh drizzle of arousal to flow against Elektra’s tongue. You had been biting down on your bottom lip so hard to stay quiet that you could feel the skin on your lip beginning to tear. The look in Elektra’s eyes was wild as she watched you whimper and slowly lose composure above her. Her tongue swept back and forth over your throbbing clit like a tempestuous pendulum signaling the strike of midnight.

You knew what she wanted.

She wanted you to let all your apprehensions about getting caught go. To be as bold and daring as she was. To throw caution to the wind with her.

To give into her completely.

So you did. You always did.

Elektra may have always gotten what she wanted, but consequently, that meant you did too.

Letting your head fall back against the wall with a soft laugh, you gripped onto her ebony tresses and tugged her face closer against your pussy, reveling in the moan of approval that vibrated against your core from her lips. Allowing breathless pants and lush moans to slip past your parted lips, you stared down into Elektra’s eyes, greedily riding her tongue while she fucked you with her fingers. 

Even on her knees she looked like a goddess.

Elektra eagerly nodded and hummed when your symphony of moans rose in pitch, alternating between sucking and slurping on your swollen bundle of nerves, tenaciously seeking out every drop of the beloved tangy nectar that threatened to overflow at any moment. 

Your body convulsed with shockwaves of rippling pleasure as you finally exploded into a million little pieces of gratification. You gripped onto Elektra’s shoulder to keep yourself upright, rolling your hips still in a hazardous tide to ride out every single wave of euphoria until you reached the shore.

Pressing one final kiss to your pulsating clit, Elektra rose to her full height and wrapped her slender fingers around your throat, capturing your lips in a deep kiss that made your brain even fuzzier than it already was. All you could do was moan when her soft tongue caressed yours, allowing you a taste of yourself, her lips splitting into the proudest grin.

“You’re a menace.”

“Did you really expect me to keep my hands to myself all night when you’re wearing that dress, moonlight?”

Looking at her with a dazed smile, you giggled softly as you brought your hands up to her cheeks, attempting to wipe away the smudged crimson lipstick stains around her mouth. 

“I thought you could at least make it an hour, Ellie.”

Elektra turned her head to playfully bite your thumb, flashing you a wink as she grinned devilishly.

“Well, you thought wrong, my love. I know you hate these superficial events, so I wanted to show you how grateful I was to have the most envious date at this party. Besides, you taste far better than the champagne, darling.”

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I love you 3000! 😁

☾ speak now- headcannons (request a vault track to make it spicy)

Can I pleeeease get a spicy one for miss Elektra please please?

i love YOU 3000! 🖤

you my darling can have whatever you'd like ;)

as a reminder, from the vault means it's spicy! (minors dni)

headcannon below the cut

mine (elektra's version) (from the vault)*

elektra is a giver

she likes to spoil her partner (tracking down their father's murderer and serving him up on a silver platter, hunting down a lying medical examiner and threatening him to tell the truth to help them win their case, literally giving her own life for them, etc.) and her love language is definitely gift giving and acts of service

and oh does she enjoy acts of service ;)

you had a rough day at work? she's setting you on the dining table and eating you out until you can't remember your own name

"don't worry darling, let me make you feel better."

it's your birthday? not only is she spoiling you all day with lavish gifts, she's also fucking you senseless throughout the night to ensure every minute of you special day is filled with pleasure

"those pretty sounds you're making are making me feel like it's my birthday."

it's a random wednesday and elektra just misses you? she's showing up at your work with the guise of treating you to lunch but as soon as the door shuts she's bending you over your own desk with one hand clamped over your mouth to keep you quiet and her other hand in your panties

"shh, be a good girl for me, love."

not only is she a giver, she's also a taker

when elektra wants you, she wants you, and she always gets what she wants

you're at a luxurious party with new york's elite? elektra doesn't care. she's dragging you to the bathroom and bunching your dress up to your waist to get a taste of you

"you look so pretty, darling. I can't help myself, you know that."

you're having a romantic dinner for your anniversary? elektra specifically requested a booth so she could slip her hand under your dress and tease you with her fingers, a devilish grin stretched across her ruby painted lips, making a show of licking her fingers clean when she's done with a look of faux innocence

"what? I wanted dessert, and you're the sweetest thing in this restaurant."

and god forbid you be upset with her. if the two of you are having an argument, or you're giving her the silent treatment, she's not having it. elektra's a seductress, and she knows exactly how to get you to break. once she has you exactly where she wants you, she'll fuck you until you forget why you were mad in the first place

"come on pretty girl, give me what I want. let me hear those pretty noises. that's it, that's a good girl. isn't this so much better than fighting?"

in conclusion, I volunteer as tribute. ellie baby, I just need one chance

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Hi! I’m so so sorry about all the blackwidow!reader requests, but I just had this idea. I’m not sure if you write for Elecktra but I was wondering if you could do a fic where Elecktra and the reader are sparring together and there’s obviously a little tense that leads to a makeout session?

hi nonnie! please don't apologize, I am loving all of them!!

thank you SO MUCH for requesting elektra. i've been wanting to write for her, but I hadn't had any ideas, so thank you!! I hope you don't mind i'm doing this one next, but as soon as I read your idea it hit me like lightning and I got really excited and admittedly carried away. 🙃

warning: contains mentions of blood & swearing. word count: 2.7k

get me.

“You’re not paying attention.”

“You’re being a pain in the ass.”

“And do you think your opponent is going to be tolerable? Would you find me more endearing with my blade against your throat? Surely, that would make you focus.”

Why the fuck you had agreed to train with Elektra in the first place? Oh right, you hadn’t. Jess had pawned you off on her since she was caught up in a case. God you would’ve rather trained alone than with her. The smirk that tugged at the corner of her mouth and the smug look plastered across her perfect face only fueled the anger simmering in your blood. You lunged forward to strike, but she was too quick, and with a swipe of her foot she sent you tumbling right on your ass with a grunt.

“Am I pissing you off?”

“Figured that out all on your own, did you?”

You grit through your ground teeth, pushing yourself up onto your feet as you pushed loose strands of hair away from your sweaty forehead.

“You’re letting me get to you.”

“You have a talent for that.”

Elektra’s lips quirked upwards in another proud smirk, tilting her head to the side slightly as her dark eyes traveled over your form. You’d been at this for at least two hours, and she hadn’t even broken a sweat. As much as you hated to admit it, she was good. Really fucking good. Deep down you knew she could teach you things the others couldn’t; things the others wouldn’t. Because as good as she was, she was also ruthless. She was the one you wanted to learn from, but you’d never tell her that. 

“What’s going on in that pretty little head of yours?”

A shiver skyrocketed through your body when her velvet voice suddenly sounded right by your ear. When the hell did she move behind you? How did you miss that?

“How the f-”

“I told you, you’re not paying attention.”

A huff fell from your lips as you turned around to face her. Mischief was dancing around in her eyes, and for some reason that infuriated you further. This all seemed to be one big game to her, but you weren’t sure what the prize was.

“Why are you here?”

“Why are any of us here?”

“Cut the shit, Elektra. Why are you helping me?”

“Jessica asked me to.”

“And what’s in it for you?”

Elektra rolled her eyes as she took a few steps backward to lean against the ropes casually, giving you a pointed look accompanied by a dazzling smile.

“Do you really think so lowly of me, moonlight?”

You instantly tensed, furrowing your brows in confusion at the pet name. Elektra quirked one of her brows in return, lips splitting into a full blown charming grin.

“Sunshine doesn’t fit you. You’re too grumpy. But, still just as pretty. Now, shall we continue?”

“What’s in it for you?”

Elektra pursed her lips, letting out a deep exhale through her nose as she pushed herself off the ropes and stood in front of you.

“Is it really so hard for you to believe that I just want to help you?”

“Considering you have a history of being egotistical and self-involved, yes. Not to mention you nearly laid my ass out the first time we met.”

“Oh please, that was a love tap. And a complete accident, we’ve been over this. Get in position.”

“Elektra-”

“Get. In. Position.”

You dug your nails into your palms as she stared you down, tilting her head slightly in challenge. Deciding to disobey out of pure spite, you swung your right fist towards her jaw, letting out a cry of frustration as she caught your wrist and twisted it behind your back. She grabbed a handful of your ponytail, yanking your head back roughly against her chest as she spoke lowly in your ear.

“If you don’t start listening, I’m going to stop playing nice. Anger clouds your judgment. It makes you sloppy. Let it fuel you, but don’t let it consume you. Focus, Y/N.”

You hated the way she said your name. You hated how nice it sounded coming from her lips. Was it the accent? The cadence? The confidence in every word she spoke? Was it just her?

You yanked your hand away as she released it, rubbing away the soreness in your wrist as you closed your eyes for a moment and took a few deep breaths to steady yourself. She was right. You weren’t focusing. Granted it was hard to focus when she was the one you were supposed to focus on.

Let it go.

Once you felt like your head was finally clear, you opened your eyes and turned to face her. She stood up a little straighter, giving you a slight nod.

“Ready?”

“Ready.”

“Good. You know what to do. Show me you can.”

Let it fuel you. Don’t let it consume you.

You threw two punches that Elektra blocked easily, quickly stepping back before she could land a hit on you. The ghost of a satisfied smile crossed her lips as she watched you, circling around you like a predator. Your eyes darted fervently between her face and her footing, waiting for the perfect moment to attack. As she lunged forward, you sidestepped and landed a quick blow to her chest. She stumbled back only slightly, shaking her head slowly as you retreated.

“No. You’re not trying to last a round. You’re fighting for your life. One of us isn’t leaving this alive. Who’s it going to be?”

This was the difference between Elektra and the others. They were teaching you to protect yourself, and to use force if necessary. Elektra was teaching you to strike first. Eliminate the threat before they even have a chance to be a problem. They were teaching you justice. She was teaching you survival.

She showed you no mercy as she threw blow after blow to your chest, taking you down with a rough kick that nearly knocked the breath out of your lungs. You coughed as you tried to take in oxygen normally, turning your head to look at her with narrowed eyes. Her patience with you was clearly running thin. You could see displeasure cracking through her exquisitely carved features.

“Get me.”

Pushing yourself up to your feet, you lunged at her again. The two of you fell into a dance of sorts, trading punches and kicks to a tune only your ears could hear. Blood dripped from your nose after her fist collided with it, causing you to grimace as you took a step backwards.

“Quit holding back. I won’t hesitate to hurt you, and you shouldn’t either.”

“Yeah, I can fucking see that.”

Elektra’s hand was suddenly around your throat, nearly cutting off your air supply as she pulled you in so close that your noses were barely a centimeter apart.

“I won’t tell you again. Get. Me.”

Why were you pulling your punches on a woman that could kill a man with her bare hands? Why were you holding back? Whatever reason you had went out the window when you saw the ferocity burning in her eyes. She wasn’t going to let you off easily. You weren’t giving her what she wanted. You were barely even trying. She wanted you to prove yourself to her, and as much as you hated it, you wanted to prove yourself to her.

And this might be your only shot.

Grabbing onto Elektra’s wrist and the back of her neck, you headbutted her harshly, bringing your knee up to force her backwards as it knocked into her chest. She blocked one of your punches but you quickly threw another with your opposite, sending her back further with another powerful kick to her stomach. Once there was a distance between you both, you ran towards her to gain momentum, locking your legs around her neck as you flipped both of your bodies to bring her down onto the mat in the black widow move you had been practicing.

Elektra stared up at you with wide eyes as you had her body pinned beneath you, both of your thighs still locked around her head. Both of you panted heavily, silencing lingering for a few moments. Feeling a powerful surge of pride, you cocked your head to the side as you stared down at her with a smug half smirk.

“Got you.”

Elektra’s lips parted into a wide grin, and you noticed that her pupils had dilated slightly. Her hands moved upwards to grab onto your thighs, slender fingers digging softly into the material of your leggings.

“Where on Earth did you learn how to do that?”

“What, they didn’t teach you that in any of your fancy classes?”

“You really have been holding back on me.”

“They don’t teach me everything. Some stuff I have to learn on my own.”

“Well there’s a very important lesson they clearly haven’t taught you.”

“Which is?”

Elektra’s grip on your thighs tightened as she suddenly flipped you both over, quickly positioning herself on your hips as she pinned your hands tightly above your head. The wicked grin was back on her lips as she took in your shocked state, leaning in so close that your noses were almost touching again.

“Don’t assume your opponent is down for good until you put them down for good.”

Blinking a few times, you swiped your tongue over your lips, still tasting the metallic tang of blood that had been wiped away. The movement caught Elektra’s attention only for a split second before her eyes were back on yours.

“Yeah…they uh, didn’t teach me that.”

“I’ll teach you everything.”

“Why?”

Elektra shook her head slowly as her eyes wandered over your face, her features appearing softer than you had ever seen them before. The fire in her eyes was still there, but it was burning differently. 

“Oh moonlight, you really don’t pay attention, do you?”

Before you had a chance to jumble the pieces in your brain into a somewhat cohesive picture, Elektra was leaning in to brush her lips against yours. You instantly froze, the movement so soft, you weren’t even sure it had happened. Her eyes flickered up to search yours, lips still hovering above your own. You weren’t sure what answer she was looking for, or what you were supposed to give her, but she must have found something.

Her lips were firmer this time as they pressed to yours, more certain as her hands gently squeezed your wrists to signal for you to relax. You slowly unclenched your palms, letting her hands snake up to take them, interlacing your fingers together in a delicate pattern. You gripped onto your bound hands tightly as your lips moved together in sync, lifting your head up slightly to be even closer, to reach even more of her. The scent of her ridiculously expensive perfume invaded your surroundings and made you feel light headed, or maybe that was just her. Elektra’s dark hair fell over you like a curtain, blocking some of the dull light in the old gym, making it feel like the two of you had snuck away to some place only meant for the two of you.

The warmth of her tongue gliding along your bottom lip, gently demanding entry, had you gasping into her mouth. A hushed giggle vibrated against your lips, and suddenly, she was gone. Your eyes snapped open, staring up at her above you, bathed in amber light like an ethereal goddess of some kind. She let go of one of your hands, lightly tracing her fingertip along your cheekbone as she started down at you.

“Does that clear things up for you?”

You couldn’t find your voice. The past few minutes felt like a fever dream, and you weren’t sure they had been real. You nodded your head slowly in response, unable to break her hypnotizing gaze. 

“Did I break you?”

Elektra inquired with a playful tone, arching one of her dark brows as she continued to outline your jaw with her index finger, a knee-weakening smile splitting her lips.

“No.”

“She speaks!”

You closed your eyes for a moment, letting out a deep exhale through your nose as you tried to regain your bearings and figure out what the fuck just happened. A gentle tap on your nose had your eyes fluttering open as you stared up at Elektra curiously.

“Hey, I wasn’t making fun of you. I’m just as breathless as you are. I promise.”

“I can’t tell.”

“I kissed you, if you recall.”

A nervousness settled in the pit of your stomach as you stared up at Elektra. You weren’t sure what this meant, if it meant anything to her at all, or where to go from here. There were a lot of uncertainties swirling around in your head that you couldn’t silence.

“So…what now?”

“Well, I’d say we’ve both earned a nice, long hot shower. And considering you did so well today, I think you deserve a little extra treat. Don’t you?”

Your lips parted slightly as scarlet spread furiously across the tops of your cheeks and over your slightly heaving chest. There was an undertone lingering beneath those words Elektra wasn’t even bothering to mask, and it made you dizzy. Clearly pleased with her affect on you, she leaned in again to gently brush her lips over yours, tucking a loose strand of hair behind your ear.

“Tell me, moonlight, have you ever seen New York City from a penthouse?”

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Hiii)

I've just read "all I need is you",and I know it was about Matt and reader,but when Electra appeared, and there was the moment where Ellie hugged reader behind,God,I felt butterflies flying in my stomach😭I was like,screw Matt,let's just run away in Maserati☻️

Soo,can I have request with Electra and Reader👉👈. Maybe reader found her bleeding and helped her, or she is working with Matt and Foggy,and she met Electra in office,I don't know🥲

Thank you,have a nice day or night,depends on what's the time in your city 🤍

nonnie, I would happily run away with ellie in a maserati.

sorry matty 💅

thank you so much for the request! I hope this is close to what you were looking for, & I hope you're having a lovely day/night wherever you are! 💖

fluffy blurb below the cut.

lock your window.

“So, you only answer Matthew’s every beck and call?”

“I don’t-he slips in through my window in the middle of the night. Doesn’t really give me much of a choice.”

“And you keep it unlocked.”

“Yeah, because the one time I complained about him interrupting the sleep I already don’t get, he tried to give me shit about turning away a bleeding, blind man.”

Elektra rolled her eyes as you reached for another alcohol swab, wincing slightly as you cleaned up the stitch you had just done on her shoulder.

“Of course he did. Matthew can be very persuasive.”

“He’s a pain in my ass.”

A pleased smirk tugged at the corner of Elektra’s lips as she watched you, tilting her head to the side curiously.

“So you don’t fancy him?”

Snapping your focus to Elektra’s eyes, you quirked one of your brows in question.

“If you’re asking if I have a thing for your ex, the answer is no. Now, take off your pants.”

Elektra’s brows raised up slightly as her lips split into a playful grin.

“Not even gonna buy me a drink first? What kind of girl do you think I am?”

“The kind that’s bleeding through her pants.”

Elektra pursed her lips in a slight pout, glancing down at the large tear across her thigh that was covered in red stained gauze. Unbuttoning the top and pulling down the zipper, she carefully pushed them down with your help, leaning back in the chair once they were off. As you knelt between her thighs and opened a fresh alcohol swab, Elektra cocked her head to the side while watching you.

“So is this how I get your attention? Break in all bloody so you’ll take care of me?”

“There are far less extreme methods you could take-”

“Well I did try calling, but you didn’t answer.”

“I was working a shift, Elektra.”

A hiss fell from her lips as you cleaned at the torn flesh on her thigh and you whispered a soft ‘sorry’ before grabbing a clean needle and thread.

“Do you answer whenever he calls?”

“Who?”

“Matthew.”

Tilting your head back to look up at her, confusion settled on your features as you paused lacing the thread through the eye of the needle.

“I told you, he doesn’t usually call. He just…shows up. Why does it matter?”

Elektra lightly shrugged as she glanced around your apartment, and your brows remained furrowed in puzzlement as you carefully stitched the gash on top of her thigh. You stilled halfway through, glancing up at her with slightly parted lips.

“Do you…are you still…nevermind.”

Quickly ducking your head, embarrassment burned through the tops of your cheeks feeling her gaze on you.

“Am I still what?”

“Nothing.”

“Tell me.”

“It’s not my business.”

Elektra lightly grabbed onto your wrist to halt your movements as her other hand gently grasped your chin to tilt your head back so that she could see your eyes.

“Tell me.”

There was an intensity in her eyes that made you nervous. You hadn’t known Elektra long, but you swore sometimes when she looked at you, she could see right through you.

“Do you want him back?”

Elektra’s jaw tensed slightly while she stared down into your eyes, and you felt your heart starting to pound against your chest while you waited for her answer. Letting out a deep exhale through her nose, she pursed her lips as she gave a subtle shake of her head.

“No.”

As her answer nestled in your ears, you let out a breath you didn’t know you were holding, and as your body physically deflated, Elektra suddenly tensed. 

“Do you want him?”

There was an edge to her voice that you couldn’t miss, and perplexity once again twisted up your features while you stared up at her.

“I told you I don’t have a thing for him.”

“Then why did you look so relieved that I said no?”

Elektra’s question caught you off guard and caused your eyes to widen in panic. As your lips parted to speak, you searched your brain for an excuse that made sense, but you couldn’t come up with anything. The longer the silence stretched between the two of you, Elektra’s expression of skepticism slowly melted into one of understanding, and her eyes became a little softer.

“Oh. Oh.”

“I…you’re…bleeding. I should…uh…finish so you…can um…go.”

You tried to fight the way your hands shook with trepidation as you finished the stitch on Elektra’s thigh, quickly and carefully wiping it clean as you avoided her unwavering gaze completely.

“Y/N?”

Keeping your head down, you mumbled a quiet ‘hm’ as you tended to her other superficial wounds as quickly as possible.

“Do you want to have a drink with me?”

Whipping your head up in her direction, you blinked a few times before clearing your throat and slowly pulling off your gloves.

“I…um…don’t have anything.”

“I don’t mean right now. How about tomorrow night?”

“Tomorrow night?”

Elektra nodded her head, gazing down at you with a delicate smile on her lips. Continuing to stare up at her blankly, your brain slowly processed her words.

“You…want to have a drink with me…tomorrow night?”

“Unless you had something else in mind for our first date?”

“D-Date?”

Elektra’s mouth split into a wide grin as she leaned in closer to tuck a strand of your hair behind your ear, tracing the underside of your jaw with her index finger before cupping your face gently.

“How else am I to say thank you?”

Staring up at Elektra in complete awe, your heart felt like it was going to beat out of your chest as you sucked in a sharp breath. The grin on her lips remained as she brushed her thumb along your cheekbone gently.

“So, drinks then? Tomorrow night?”

Swallowing thickly, you gave a slight nod of your head, your voice coming out barely above a whisper while you continued to stare up at her in a trance. 

“Tomorrow night.”

“Perfect. Oh and darling, don’t forget to lock your window tomorrow night.”

Elektra let her hand languidly drop from your face as she stood from the chair, gathering the mess of used supplies on your kitchen table to carry towards the trash can. Tilting your head to the side in confusion, you watched her effortlessly move around your kitchen with ease from your spot on your knees, trying very hard to ignore the fact that she was just in a tank top and underwear.

“Uh…why?”

Turning to face you, Elektra eyed you up and down hungrily, her lips splitting into a devious grin as she arched one of her dark brows.

“Because I don’t like to share, and I don’t want Matthew ruining our fun.”

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☾ one shots

→ girls night.*

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→ get me.

→ sharing.* (elektra natchios & jessica jones)

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→ lock your window.

→ champagne.*

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