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King of my heart, body and soul (Namor x F!reader)

(You’ve seen this man? This man could just look at me and I would do whatever he wants)

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Pairing: Namor x F!reader

Word count: 1.5k

Summary: The union of two souls goes beyond the spiritual way.

Warning: Mentions of cringy sex, also like really really dirty? like dude this man can go at it, I know it, just look at him, read if you want, but if you are a minor, leave! why are you here?!

A/N: I have a new obsession now, and that obsession is him, he is just so...I don’t even know how to explain it? Like he owns me and I am happily aware of that.

Translations:

Teech k’abéet ti’teen - I need you

Béet - Please

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The waters became colder as Namor guide you towards the ancient ruins. Six giant pillars greeted you just a bit under They were placed on a circle, one facing another. A true beauty of what Talocan represented.

The pillars were more ancient than the ruins of the city, more primal. A statue welcomed you- A beautiful woman bare-chested, dressed in nothing but fine clothes that covered part of her shoulders and waist. A snake adorning her hair. You couldn’t help but stare in amazement.

“Ix Chel.” He whispered on your ear, gesturing to the statue that faced both of you. You carefully looked around in amazement. You always knew you would see them one day, but never thought it would be with him. “The goddess of the moon. She will guide us through our journey.”

The waters were so calm here and you never knew how peaceful could it be, just the feeling made you held your breath, too afraid to disturbed it.

“Are you ready, mi amor?” Namor murmured. “Her power is strong and once we fully enter her domain, it will consume us. It will be intense but I know you will adapt quickly.”

You turned to face him, showing him a smile, you were a bit confuse with the whole ritual but you trusted him. With a nod, he grabbed your hand and carefully guide you to stand in the middle of it. You gasped at the feeling. Your hands quickly going to the gills on your neck.

“K'uk'ulkan.” You whispered in alarm. “The water…?”

“Do not fear.” He said. “It is part of the ritual, the waters will disappear from the pillars, allowing us to finally become one.” Namor grasped your hand and began guiding you to the edge of the pillars.

You swallowed, there was something that began lighting inside your body, your arousal dampening your tights. You let him guide you, stopping suddenly.

He began speaking, the beautiful language that surrounded your people, you tried to keep up with him, but for some reason, it felt too personal, like he was speaking directly to Ix Chel. The words flowed out of him like water, so beautiful and natural that you felt to compel to look away. Then he took your hand and finally entering together.

Then you felt it.

You gasped, a swirl of emotions whirring inside of your body. It was a strange feeling, an energy so powerful that you felt every building phase. You began to panic at the intense feelings. You felt it everywhere, on the tips of your fingers, traveling towards the hair on your skin. You clenched your fists in an attempt to contain it. But it was with no avail.

“K'uk'ulkan.” You gasped, closing the distance, trying to touch any part of his body. It wasn’t unpleasant, but the control you had on your body was beginning to fade away. You were afraid, this was something nobody warn you about it.

Namor voice was strained, he felt it as intense as you. “Hold on to it, savor it, mi amor, savor it.”

“K'uk'ulkan.” You stuttered. “Wh-what is happening?”

“Ix Chel is looking within us.” He confidently said. “She is determining if our paths are meant to unify.”

“How will she know?” You whispered.

“You will know.”

Your stomach began feeling warm, a feeling that began spreading through your entire body. Your lips parted, a strong pleasure overtaking your senses. You grasp Namor’s arm, a moan escaping your lips as a throbbing was pulsing in between your tights.

“I…” You gasped.

“I know.” Namor hissed, “Yo lo sé, mi amor.”

Your breaths became almost to painful to take. Your dress felt to heavy and painful on your body. Your knees almost buckled completely if it wasn’t for Namor’s arms holding you closer to him. He pressed you even closer, you grabbed his arms, your nails scratching them. He made you walked towards the pillows that were lying there on the center. Every step made your clit throb with desire.

“K'uk'ulkan, teech k’abéet ti’teen, béet.” You panted. “K'uk'ulkan, now, please.”

“Aún no, mi amor.” The tendons on his neck strained at his words, he was almost losing control. “Not yet.”

You groaned in frustration. Your fingers caressing the tightness on his shorts, his cock was hard and the feeling of your fingers made him buck his hips against them, trying to feel some sort of friction. He laid you on the pillows, taking -ripping- off the dress off your body, your arousal leaking from your cunt, down on your thighs. Namor groaned, the delicious smell filling his senses, blinding him in pleasure. He took away his shorts.

You gasped, his magnificent body completely nude and only for you. His muscles were strained, making him seem even huger from before. His hair was damped, sticking against his face, small drops of sweat dropping on your naked breasts. He looked wild. Untamed. Arousal clouding his eyes.

You wanted him with desperation, a feeling that part of yourself was scared off. You didn’t want foreplay or any kind of teasing. You wanted. No. You needed his cock, you needed it to finally appease that arousal, you needed it deep inside you, harsh thrusts, stretching you, pounding you, consuming every part of your senses. You wanted him to be the sole focus of your attention. Only him.

You moaned when he pulled your thighs open, positioning himself. Finally.

“She has accepted our union, mi amor.” He growled, the head of his cock teasing your entrance. “You are finally mine, only mine.” Namor slid inside with a powerful thrust.

You moaned loud.

You choked on your breaths, your arms falling at your side, he was huge, so huge, massive inside you, his cock stimulated everything. Every thrust sent a shock of pleasure straight to your clit. You groaned when he found that sweet spot inside you. Oh, how sweet pain that was.

“Made only for me.” He groaned, his hands grabbing tightly at your thighs, you could only imagine the color they would take after this mating session. “Tight, so tight and only for me.”

Namor groaned, desperate thrusts. He dropped his body down on yours, his hands grabbing yours and placing them above you, holding them tight. You cried out as his scent hit your senses, you tried to get your hands free but he didn’t let you, fucking you even harder.

Your eyes opened and found him watching you with madness on them, his gaze was unwavering. “Your cunt is taking me so beautifully.” He bent down, stealing a kiss. “Your sweet cunt was made for my cock.”

You were being claimed and you loved it. Your eyes rolled into the back of your head, an unbelievable pleasure forcing your senses. Demanding more. Your vision almost blacked out, you could barely breath, your back arching as your cunt tightened against his cock, trying to milk his seed out, but he didn’t give it up. Not yet. You were panting at the intensity of your climax but he still didn’t let up, his hips continuing their thrusts, seeking more.

Namor was nearing his end but he was holding back, he needed for you to completely surrender to him.

“K'uk'ulkan.” You whispered, your voice completely a shell from the moaning. “I am yours, take me… claim me.”

There it was.

He groaned. “You want this, mi amor?”

You moaned in response. Your cunt tightened against his cock, his hands leaving yours, taking your thighs and forcing them a bit more upward, going deeper inside you. “Tell me.”

“I am yours, only yours.” You whispered again. Without hesitation, he leaned forward and kissed you hard. You gasped into the kiss and Namor took the opportunity to force his tongue inside your mouth. He brook the kiss.

“Take me, mi amor.” He rasped, fucking you harder, his cock filling you, stretching you even further. “Take what is yours.”

“Yes!” You screamed as his thrusts became erratic, he fucked you so hard that you didn’t even know how he was going deeper. “K'uk'ulkan!”

Your mouth fell opened, no words or sounds escaping it. A powerful climax almost blinded you, your tows curling, your nails scratching his back. He licked your mouth.

“Mine.” He snarled, changing his angle, going deeper. His hands grasping your ass, forcing you to meet his thrusts. “Tell me you are mine.”

“Yours, yours, K'uk'ulkan, only yours.”

“(Y/N).” He growled, throwing his head back as hot streams of his cum painted your insides with each thrust, emptying his seed completely inside.

Namor fell on top of you, breathing heavily, resting there for a moment before rolling off you, taking you with him and letting you rest on his chest, his cock still inside you, keeping his seed there safely, but still began leaking from your cunt but neither of you care, not wanting to move.

“K'uk'ulkan.” You whispered against his chest, kissing it softely.

He hummed in content, his hands caressing your sweaty back. “Rest, mi amor. This will not be the las of our fucking, you need to rest.”