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odetodilfs · 9 months

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How they like to get railed...

Oscar Isaac characters

A/N: This is just filth, as well as the Oscar Isaac obsession hitting me hard. Anyway, these are a bunch of Oscar Isaac characters and headcanons on how they like to be fucked, enjoy!! Characters in this list: Steven Grant, Marc Spector, Jake Lockley, Poe Dameron, Santiago García and Miguel O'Hara.

This is obviously nsfw.

Top male reader. Sub or dom depending on the character.

Steven Grant

Steven’s preferences depend on what you want, he’ll do anything you want.

He loves it when you go gentle on him, treating him like he’s made of glass, running your hands through his hair.

You two can last hours like this, indulging on each other’s bodies, biting at each other softly.

These sessions tend to also be filled with some soft laughter and many, many praises, it’s your way of letting Steven know how much you love him, how pretty you think he is…

He whimpers a lot, he’s still unused to the amount of love you give him during these moments and every kiss is electrifying.

It’s not unusual to end up with faint scratches on your back after a session like this, he always apologizes profusely the day after but you honestly love how you make your man feel so amazing that he digs his nails into your back.

His favorite position is the good old missionary, he just loves how he gets a close look at you.

Sometimes though, he wants it rough and you give it to him.

Here, he doesn’t whimper, instead he moans and sometimes even screams.

As for where he wants you to cum, inside him is the go to place, he feels completely yours when you do that and loves feeling it leak out of him.

Marc Spector

Marc is a bit of a different story, he’s more dominant over you.

He’d love edging you with his hole, he knows how much you want to cum and he doesn’t let you, he’s slightly sadistic.

You’re his best stress reliever, a service top is all Marc’s ever wanted.

He’d definitely call you a “good boy” while he rides you, if you’re lucky, he lets you hold his waist.

He looks you in the eyes a lot and very intensely, it's to assert further control on you.

His favorite position would be riding, it’s the way he can have control over you.

But sometimes, he just wants to be fucked hard just like Steven, to fuck every thought out of his pretty little head, only this time the scratches on your back are deeper, more noticeable and redder, which is still hot…

He’s not much for foreplay, he prefers to get right into the action, he’s stressed a lot of the time and only more anticipation for him doesn’t help at all, give the man some dick please.

He grunts a lot during sex, "Fuck yeah" he'd grunt while you pound deeply into him, knowing it's best not to stop.

He also likes sucking you off… which makes sense, considering he loves you cumming on his face while he looks at you with the most dominant and intense eyes.

Jake Lockley

The most feral, deranged and dominant out of all the moon boys by far.

It’s not unusual for Jake to tie you up and edge you for literal hours, surrendering to him as you fill his sadistic urges.

He gets off on your begging, the fact that your cock borderline aches.

Sometimes he doesn’t even cum, he just likes to see you weak.

Other times, all he wants to do is use you.

His favorite position is where he rides you and he bounces furiously up and down your cock, normally with tied hands, he likes to have you vulnerable.

He wants to ride you, cum first, then you cum inside him and he leaves.

However, a lot of the time when he gets up he kisses your temple and says “good boy” before he leaves, cum running down his legs.

It makes you feel so used, like a toy almost, and you can’t act like you don’t like it.

Poe Dameron

Poe is the term “power bottom” personified.

He knows everything that he has to do to break you, and so he can use you for his pleasure.

That cocky little grin of his… not even while getting fucked he doesn’t have it on him.

The way he’d throw his head back and he’d say “Ahh.. fuck yeah…” while riding you.

He’s a huge fan of riding you, but sometimes he lets you fuck yourself dumb with his ass in mating press, pumping load after load into the man.

He wants to hear your pretty whimpers, nothing turns on Poe more than his top whimpering.

He’d let you indulge yourself with his body, licking and sucking everywhere, he especially loves it when you play with his nipples while he rides you.

He uses the term “good boy” for you a lot during sex. He knows it can make you crazy and submit even further to him.

He just has such an effect on you that gets you craving him, and the craving gets so pent up you have no hope of dominating the man, considering you get so subby as soon as his walls wrap around your cock.

He’d want you to cum inside him, as a sign that he owns you, a subtle reminder that even if you’re the top in the relationship.. you’re his bitch.

Santiago García

He’s a huge switch, sex between you two is improvised, you decide who’s dominant when the time comes, normally you just fall into whatever role is natural in that specific time.

Unlike Marc, he’s all up for foreplay, he loves sex to last as long as humanly possible between you two.

He speaks Spanish if he's really needy for you, "Por favor.. por favor" and if he has an amazing orgasm, he'll scream "¡Te amo!" sometimes.

His weak spot is the scar on his neck, it’s the one spot that when you kiss makes him instantly yours.

It’s amazing for him, for some time, he can let go of everything haunting him and he can focus on just you and your dick in him.

He used to be very big on doggystyle but his knees have gotten worse with the years, so it’s only a rare occurrence, but he’s found a new muse: cuddlefucking.

His orgasms are always so strong when he’s with you, and he clenches so tightly around you.

When he decides to be dominant, he almost talks you through it and he gives you a look that makes you only more and more obedient with each thrust…

When he decides to be submissive, he has a similar air to Steven, it’s very touchy sex where you wrap your arms around him.

His neck is the best place to kiss while you fuck him, and the vibration of his whimpers on you just tops it off, you love making your man feel good.

The cuddling normally gets you too lazy to pull out, so you cum inside, however sometimes he likes to swallow your load.

Miguel O’Hara

(I know he’s not REALLY an Oscar Isaac character, but he’s voiced by him and Oscar seems to like him a lot so I guess he’s part of the gang now)

Poor little baby needs his stress to be pounded out of his pretty head.

He’s the biggest fan of rough sex, it’s rare you two have a soft session the whole time. But not like you mind, you love seeing him weak while you fuck him into oblivion.

Miguel’s prostate is extremely sensitive, which leads to him grunting loudly and screaming if you’re in private.

He’s submissive most of the time, having someone else have to take control is a stress reliever for him, but he can power bottom sometimes.

It’s not hard to make him go cock drunk, especially after heavy teasing. He just wants to be mercilessly pounded by you.

He’s very sensitive in his nipples too, he can cum from stimulation there alone…

His favorite position is mating press, you just overpower him so gracefully.

When he’s a power bottom, he rides you in reverse cowgirl, he knows how crazy you are for his ass and feeds into that.

He loves it when you cum inside him, he feels like he’s yours when you do that. Sometimes, he even plugs his ass so he can keep inside of him.

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hellsburners · 8 months

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you got me

summary: marc finds you wearing his shirt and a pair of short shorts pairing: marc spector x male reader word count: 1.5k warnings: 18+ warning, kinky marc, bottom!reader, marc hates short shorts (secretly loves it) a/n: thanks to this lovely prompt (also i might make one for jake and steven too if i have the time)

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Marc came home to a quiet apartment. It was clean, as always, with all of Steven’s books arranged on the desk and Jake’s favorite clothes ironed on the clothes rack. He couldn’t help but smile, dating you was probably the best thing that could happen to them.

“Baby?” he called. “You home?”

“Yeah, I’m here!” you said, carrying folded clothes to Marc’s closet. He took off his coat, dropping it on the couch. “Are you hungry?”

“No, I’m fine,” he stretched his back muscles and cracked his neck, the fatigue weighing in. “Just need a drink that’s all.”

You came out of his room, wearing his shirt and shorts too short. Marc’s thick eyebrows furrowed as you walked to the kitchen trying to get a wine glass for him.

You felt a finger on the back of your thigh, running up your skin till it reached the hem of your shorts. “Where’d you get this?” he whispered.

You grab the glass from the cabinet, leaving it on the counter. Marc’s eyes follow your movement, his hands snaking around your waist. “Get what?”

“These shorts,” he said, palming your ass through the cloth. “They’re a little—provocative?”

“It was very hot today,” you said. “And I cleaned the whole flat!”

“And you’re wearing my shirt,” Marc whispered, smelling himself on you. He pressed a kiss on your nape, sniffing on the base of your neck, his arms toying with the barrier between your skin and the shorts.

“Go sit on the couch I’ll bring the wine,” you smirked.

Marc sat on the couch, manspreading while holding the empty wine glass. He bit his lips, the sight was downright obscene. As you reached for the wine on the top shelf, your shirt would lift to the point that he could see the garter of your underwear. Marc’s cock turned in his seat.

“Come sit on my lap,” he said, pulling you to his lap before you poured the wine. You cheered before taking a sip, the bitter liquid burning your throat.

Marc’s hands snaked all over your smooth legs, he lifted your leg from your ankles to place kisses all over your legs. You squirmed under his embrace, burying your face on his neck.

“Marc—” you whimpered. He made you straddle him, his ass practically slapping your ass.

“I’m gonna fucking rip these shorts off you,” he said, kissing you in the process. He held your chin, his other hand going under your shorts. “Your legs are so pretty—and that fucking ass,” slapping your ass again making you shudder.

“I didn’t know it would have this much of an effect on you,” you wail, “I could’ve worn something shorter.”

“Try me.”

“I’m pretty sure Steven liked it when I wore these shorts.”

“Oh he liked it very much,” he said, his hands reaching under your shirt finding your nipples, he toys with them, eliciting a whimper under your breath.

You grind on his lap trying to give his growing erection some friction, a groan leaves his lips. Your hands rest on his chest, using it to stabilize your body as your hips roll on his cock.

Marc bites his lip almost drawing blood trying to stifle his moans. He grips on the hem of your shorts pulling them down to nearly expose your ass as he leaves hickeys all over your neck.

“I’m gonna rip this off you,” he declares.

“Marc—”

You unbuttoned his trousers, palming his dick through his boxers. His hands linger on your neck, running through your hair as you release his cock from its confines.

It was already leaking with precum, you use the wetness as lube for your hand, stroking his thick shaft. Marc takes his jacket off, his body already warming up, sweat dripping on his forehead.

“Can I ride it?” you pout.

“No, baby,” he said. “You’re bending over for me tonight. Go to the bed, on your hands and knees.”

“Oh.”

“And keep your clothes on.”

You did what you were told, waiting in the room staring at the stark wall waiting for him. You hear the door creak he is silent, but you hear his belt jingle as he walks. You feel the warmth of his hand on your back, pressing it down so your ass was pointing towards him, your shirt pooling on your shoulders leaving your back bare.

His fingers reach under the hem of your waist, simultaneously pulling with so much force tearing the thin cloth and splitting it into two pieces—the fabric rips like the sound of thunder behind you. Marc does the same to your underwear.

“Marc!”

“Now that it’s out of the way,” he said. “I’m gonna play with this all night,” massaging your ass before he dives right in, licking and sucking on your hole drawing whimpers from your mouth.

He spits on your hole, using his fingers to enter it. He curls his fingers to play with your prostate, the sheer amount of pleasure made your legs wobbly. He takes a moment to nibble on the fatty mound on your rear, leaving hickeys as his fingers continue to play with your hole. His other hand finds your erection, stroking it.

You continue to writhe and whimper under him, your mouth dripping with saliva, your eyes rolling back into your skull, pure ecstasy enveloping your being. Your hands grip tightly on the sheets, leaving dents on your palms. Marc smacks your ass from the continued assault.

You could hear Marc stroke his cock, the wet sounds were so lewd it led to your cock ache even more. You wanted him to use you, to draw out all the moans, to punish you for offending him.

“You’re so hot baby,” Marc uttered. “Need this every day.”

“Please—I need you already.”

“Need me, how?”

“Inside me—please.”

That does it for Marc. He teases your hole with the tip of his cock, tracing it around with its wetness. He presses in, the tight muscle enveloping it. Your back aches but he persists, pressing deeper until it’s fully sheathed inside you.

The two of you let out guttural moans, tears welling under your eyes. Marc bends down to grab onto your hair, pulling at his hips to push in. There was a rough side to him that you know, but maybe it was the shorts or the fatigue, but tonight he was rougher, his grip on you tighter.

“So fuckin’ tight—”

He thrusts, over and over. The sound of skin slapping and your cries are the only things your neighbors would hear. His hand pushed you down the bed, his other hand at your side for support.

You stroke your cock, practically leaking onto the sheets. Marc whispers sweet nothings to your ear, and a drop of the wetness on his lips drips down your ear. He nibbles your ear, your hands still gripping onto the sheets.

He flips you around so that you’re facing him, placing your legs on his shoulders. He thrusts back again into you, the base of his cock hitting your ass on each stroke of his hips. The veins on his hand bulge as they sit tightly on your wrists, pinning them above your head.

Precum leaks from your tip, pooling on your abdomen. Marc takes some with his index finger, scraping it up from your belly button to your chest, and brings it to your lips. You lick your essence from his fingers, the salty bitterness on your tongue. He bends down to share your wetness with a kiss.

“It tastes good, yeah?”

You nod, your eyes scrunched up from all the stimulation. You could feel your core tighten, the heat pouring through your veins. Marc leaves light kisses all over your skin down to your collarbone. All you wanted to do was take him in your embrace.

You pull him in, your nails digging into his skin leaving red marks down his back. His dark curls tickle your face, his head buried in the corner of your neck. He ruts into you faster, harder, more forcefully. You let out cries that break through the hot atmosphere.

“Babe—I’m close,” you whine.

“I know baby, I know,” he coos, caressing your cheeks. “You gotta be patient though, –need you to wait for me.”

“I’ll try—” the tears blurring your vision. The pleasure coming from Marc’s cock was intoxicating, the heat of our muscle combined with his thrusts almost drove him to the edge, teetering for release.

“Fuck, you’re so tight you’re gonna make me cum so hard.”

“Can you cum inside me?” you begged. You held his face in your palms, relishing his beauty as he fucked you. His long lashes and his thick brows scrunched all over. It was adorable.

“If you want me to,” he groans. “Anything for you.”

Marc moved his hips with such grace and power it was finally the time for release. He kissed your lips, moaning from the moment the two of you reached your climax. Marc, thrusting erratically, as you stroke your erection one last time. Your wetness shoots all over your torsos, his cum filling inside you leaving a warmth fullness.

He pulls back from this kiss, staring down at you with dark eyes. He pushes your hair back, caressing your cheek with his thumb. Your breaths heave trying to catch some air.

“My pretty boy,” he lets out. “Wear those shorts again and I’m fucking your brains out.”

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lieutnt · 4 months

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Omega Steven Grant x top male reader. Steven is in heat and comes from work very very need, and he literally begs his partner to creampie him

Steven barrels into your chest as soon as he’s through the door, rubbing himself against you as if he’s trying to push into the space next to your heart. You try to ask him what’s wrong but he’s reluctant to be pulled away, and it’s not until you smell the air, instantly picking up the scent of his slick that you realise. He looses a purr when your hand combs through his curls, “It snuck up on you huh?” you ask. Steven’s never been one for keeping good track of his heats, having to rush home when it hits him unexpectedly.

He nods against you, arms tightly wrapped around your body to keep you close. “I need you luv.” Moving up he burrows into the crook of your neck, already losing himself in trying to get as much of your scent on him as he can.

After a whirlwind of clothes being pulled off you have Steven underneath you, naked and desperately trying to fuck himself back against you as you sink into his wet heat inch by inch, going slow despite his pleas for more. His body screams at him to breed and that’s what he does when your balls press against his ass; begs you to fill him up, to cum inside, keep him on your knot until something takes.

You fuck him through two orgasms before yours makes an appearance, your warning sending Steven into a frenzy as he rocks himself back against you, hole trying to suck you in deeper. Your cum flooding his insides has Steven groaning so loud you think the neighbours may hear, eyes rolling into the back of his head as the smell of an omega in heat has you cumming more than usual, some already leaking from his hole.

Before you can collapse on top of Steven you roll onto your side, hugging him to your chest as he purrs contentedly, your cock acting as a plug to keep your cum inside while the intensity of his heat wanes temporarily, body momentarily satiated as you protectively curl around him.

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gatorbites-imagines · 1 month

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I love reading your work, could you do the Moonboys + Khonshu (if possible) with a touch starved s/o? 💜🩵💙

Moonboys and Khonshu x touch starved male reader

Headcanons

I miss the moonboys. I still hope they make another season,,,

I believe in softer Khonshu, I’m ignoring how hed really be in canon.

Marc Spector

I imagine Marc is just as touch starved as you are, he just doesn’t like to be open about it. He doesn’t like to be vulnerable like that, which in the end just makes him more touch starved.

So, when you start cuddling him more, holding his hand, always being near him and touching him in some way. Then he would tense in the beginning, but soon he would start melting into the touch.

It starts small, like him letting you grab his hand, and Marc intertwining your fingers. Or when you guys are sitting on the couch watching a movie and you lay your head on his shoulder, Marc would rest his head against yours.

Little by little he would start opening up, the more your relationship develops, and trust is built. I don’t think he would say it with words, but Marc would start to be more physically affectionate in different ways.

He never turns away any of your searches for touch, part of him melting little by little, until he feels all gummy and vulnerable on the inside, and Marc just finds himself curled up and holding you, feeling at peace.

Steven Grant

Like Marc, Steven would also be touch starved. Maybe not to the same extent as Marc, since Steven is aware of himself and his feelings to a deeper degree. He gets stimulation from other places, so its not that gut deep yearning the others have, but it’s still present.

So, when you start leaning on him, always touching him, or hanging onto him, Steven doesn’t mind. He especially loves it when you hug him from behind when he’s doing something, be it reading his books or when he’s puttering around the kitchen.

He almost melts if one of your touch searching behaviors is kissing him, be it his lips, his cheeks, his forehead or his hands, or pretty much anywhere. Steven just loves it so much it almost makes his heart burst.

Steven would also be the only one to go out of his way to verbally tell you he doesn’t mind you being touch starved, or how much you crave touch in some way. Just to make sure you are aware that he doesn’t mind, and you don’t need to hide it from him.

Jake Lockley

Do I even need to say it? touch starved. But hes the type of touch starved where he feels pain when you touch him, at least in the beginning. As the one that took most of the physical abuse for the system, Jake has a different relationship with touch.

So, in the beginning when he notices how touch starved you are and how you always want to be touching them in some way, he might go out of his way to switch with Marc or Steven.

As your relationship develops though, Jake slowly warms up, much slower than Marc. Its always small touches, like hooking your pinkies together when walking, or him brushing his hand through your hair.

He would be tense when you need hugs, but after some time Jake would allow it because he loves you. And by extension, Jake would start feeling better when it comes to human touch.

Hed never be as affectionate as Marc or Steven, at least for a very long time, but he goes out of his way to reassure you in the ways you need, to make sure you get your needs met and don’t feel neglected.

Khonshu

Unlike the moonboys I don’t think Khonshu is touch starved. As a god I don’t even think he really craves physical affection the same way we do. That doesn’t mean he doesn’t like it, but the craving isn’t as big for him.

When it comes to you being touch starved, I think Khonshu would just go along with it and let you cuddle into him, or lean on him, or whatever else you need to do.

He would love to run his hand through your hair though, his deep voice making a comment every now and then, comparing you to a cat or some other affectionate cute animal.

Khonshu wouldn’t go out of his way to tell you in words that he understands you are touch starved and that he doesn’t mind. He just shows you it doesn’t bother him, by holding you when you need it, or cuddling you to his chest when you have that yearning for touch.

And since very few people can see him, then he is always able to be near you and touching you. No one is gonna see the bird skulled giant following you around with his hand on your shoulder anyways, so why not.

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hopelessrromantix · 10 months

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Can I have top reader fucking Steven somewhere like a alley or bathroom and he is trying really hard to be quiet but it's very hard because reader is fucking him so hard and good that he can't help but make noise. And can I be🦑 anon if you dont mind.

No YOU took like a year for this request....... shh

Have this as an apology 🦑 <3

“Pleasepleaseplease”

“Please what, Steven?”

If he was honest, he didn’t know what he was begging for. Did he want you to stop? Keep going? He hadn’t really thought that far ahead.

“Please what?” You said firmly, pausing your thrusts inside him. It was an easy decision from there.

“Please fuck me.” He asked, trying to keep his voice as low as possible.

The museum’s bathroom was clear for now, but that could change at any moment. And Steven really wasn’t ready to explain anything in case someone came looking for him.

“Was that so hard?” You asked, sliding out slowly, prompting a high pitched whine from Steven. You slapped his ass in response.

“Don’t want anyone to hear you, sweetheart, do we?” You questioned. He shook his head rapidly, half-distracted by the feeling of your tip lining up with his hole again.

He choked back noise when you pushed in, the only sound escaping was a high whine that slowly died down.

Usually that would’ve helped in keeping quiet, if the sound of your hips hitting his ass wasn’t so loud.

“Slow down, slow, please! Someone’s gonna hear!” Steven reminded, hoping you’d actually listen.

He got no such luck.

“I don’t hear anyone right now, do I?” You asked, the smirk in your voice audible. “Just keep quiet and take it.”

You thrust into him deeper, hitting a spot that made his moan, prompting him to quickly cover his own mouth. He was barely paying attention anymore though, too focused on the feeling of you fucking him to be reasonable.

“Getting loud there, baby.” You reminded. “You want someone to hear you like this? Whoring yourself out at work?”

Steven shook his head rapidly, but another thrust hit deep, forcing out another small moan. You laughed at him, practically forcing him to cum against the stall’s wall.

“Please cum inside? Please? Wanna feel you fill me up.” He begged, fully knowing he had a good hour before you had to go home. “Just wanna feel you cum,” His begging got repetitive, the soft sounds of his plea echoing through the bathroom. Looks like he didn’t care much about being quiet anymore.

You leaned into him, your chin settling in the crook of his neck. “Just because you asked nicely.”

You gave a few more thrusts, slamming him into the wall, forcing out another moan. Cum dripped down his cock slowly as he felt you cum inside him as deep as you could manage.

You took a second to pull out of him, doing so slowly (against Steven’s wishes).

You pulled up his boxers, staining the fabric with the cum slowly dripping down his legs.

“I can fill you again when we get home,” You reassured, slapping his ass, and prompting a shudder from him, both in terror and delight.

“Promise?”

“Promise.”

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l1tw1ck · 1 year

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New Boss (2)

bottom!ftm Steven x top!masc!boss reader

☆ Word Count: 1,148 ☆

↳ [Part One] | AFAB Language Used

CW: Lingerie, Size Kink, Belly Bulge, Squirting, Creampie

You open the door to Steven, who’s wearing a comfortable shirt and pants as opposed to you, who’s still in your work clothes. You have a tired look on your face, the type of look that says you need some relief. He hopes to bring you that. You bring him inside while kissing him and close the door behind you. Steven starts to ruin his underwear with his wetness thanks to your tongue in his mouth. He wonders how good it’d feel somewhere else..

You pull off his shirt, revealing a pretty lace bra. “Fuck…you wore this for me?”

Steven nods softly. “Do you like it?”

“I love it.” You pull his pants down, pleased to see that he's wearing matching underwear. You place his hand on your boner. “See what you're doing to me?”

He looks up at you, his cheeks hot and his lashes fluttering. “Me too..” He brings your hand to his clothed cunt, allowing you to feel how wet he is.

“Look at you, sopping wet. All for me..” You grin, rubbing his pussy through the lacy fabric.

“All- all for you, sir..”

You bring him into a heated kiss and pick him up, his arms and legs immediately wrapping around your body. You take him to your bedroom and gently drop him onto the bed. You sigh as you admire Steven's body and outfit. He's the perfect person to come home to after a long day. “You look so pretty, Steven...”

He looks to the side, a bashful expression on his face. He motions for you to come closer. You get onto the bed and hover over him, allowing him to unbutton your shirt. He places his hands on your chest, feeling you up, and then slides them down to your belt. He unbuckles your belt and pulls it out of the loops, then he unzips your fly and pulls your pants down. You move to get them completely off, leaving you in your boxers and shirt. Steven stares at your boner, almost scared to see it unsheathed. Before he can muster up the courage to pull it off, you make the next move.

You spread his legs and slide his panties aside. You bury your head in between and start eating him out. You part his folds and he lets out a shocked noise as your tongue teases his clit before you drag your tongue down to his entrance and slip it inside his hole. His eyes widen as you explore his warmth, the feeling is incredibly foreign but still so damn good. You use your thumb to rub his clit as your tongue swirls around in his pussy.

“Ah–” Steven gasps. “So good~”

You pull your tongue out and replace it with two of your fingers. He grimaces and whines as you push a third finger inside him.

“I have to make sure you’re ready for me, sweetheart.” You press a kiss to his clit before lightly sucking on it as you gently fuck him with your digits. If this is how three of your fingers feel, how is your cock gonna feel? He’s more aroused than scared to find out. “Doing so well..” You murmur.

He bites his bottom lip and looks down at you with a sweet expression. “Can you…um..” He swallows his spit. “put it inside..?” He’s too impatient to wait any longer.

You almost want to tease him but you don't. You take your fingers out of him and take your shirt completely off, throwing it aside. Steven watches you intently as you pull your underwear off. He gasps when he sees your hard cock. “Scared?” You ask, your length resting on his stomach.

On the contrary, he's even wetter than before. From what he can tell, you're gonna be deep inside him. He shakes his head and spreads his legs open wider, looking at you demurely. “Put it inside, sir..” His arousal completely overrides all of his fears.

You smirk, rubbing your cock in between his folds. “Can I fuck you raw?” You ask. Steven wouldn't have it any other way. “I’ll pull out.”

He already made arrangements for this, just in case. “You don't have to pull out..” He’d prefer it if you didn't.

“Yeah? You want me to come inside you, baby?” You lick your lips. Steven nods rapidly. You slowly slide yourself inside him, you're barely an inch deep and you're already starting to fall in love with his pussy. It’s like heaven to you. He throws his head back as you push further inside. Even though you fingered him you're still stretching him out and it feels amazing.

“God, you feel so fucking good..” You bottom out, gently running your hand up his thigh and to his bulging stomach. “You see this, sweetheart? That's how deep I am inside you.”

Steven looks down and comes just from seeing it. His cunt convulses around you desperately, coming with your cock inside him feels so much better than his fingers.

“You came just from that? You're more sensitive than I thought.” You chuckle. Steven moves his hips in an attempt to feel you moving inside him. He fails because of how shaky and sensitive he is but he's so impatient. He needs you to destroy him. “Let me help you.” You grip his waist and start fucking him properly. Steven gasps in surprise, grabbing onto the sheets for support as you pound into his sopping wet pussy. The sounds of his wetness spur you on, urging you to fuck him harder and faster.

“Yes!” He moans so loud that anyone taking an innocent walk outside could hear him. You don't even consider shutting him up, his moans are too beautiful to silence. The bed shakes almost violently as you fuck the thoughts out of his head, overwhelming him with pleasure. You lean in and kiss him with unnatural vigor while your hands moving up underneath his bra to play with his unsurprisingly sensitive nipples.

Steven squirms around, barely able to handle the pleasure you're giving him. He's overstimulated himself before but it's different now that you're fucking him. He doesn't want you to stop though, he wants you to keep going until he passes out.

You pull away from the kiss and look at Steven’s dazed expression. He looks so cute like this.

“Gonna come–” You groan. Hearing that makes him come too. Squirt gushes out of his pussy as you thrust into him, making a mess of the bed. With three final thrusts, you shove yourself deep inside him and pump his cunt full of your heavy load.

You pull out of him slowly and admire the sight of your cum dripping out of him. He looks absolutely wrecked and all you can think about is how you ruin him even more.

He’ll definitely have to take a sick day for work tomorrow.

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archivedzeke · 10 months

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steven grant deserves the fucking world. he’s such husband material it hurts. like he’s incredibly smart but has his bimbo moments. steven is book smart not street smart. you learned that quite early on from the start of the relationship.

the way he pulls out his glasses when needing to read something , how he stutters over his words when he nervous or scared. the lame jokes he would make. he’s a loser but he’s your loser.

you treat him the way he deserves to be treated! after being looked at weirdly his entire life , you can’t help but give him anything he wants. steven is just so fucking cute it hurts man.

#zekedrabbles ゛🎧#top male reader #steven grant #moon knight #steven grant moon knight #marvel #steven grant x reader #steven grant x male reader

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lvvvyi · 11 months

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03 : Steven Grant ✧

C.W : gn!dom!reader ; ma'am/sir title ; overstimulation Cond. Notice : monthly post (?)

"N-Not another one, please..."

He raspily moans into your neck as your hand speeds up on his cock, with the other keeping his hips in place. You hum in response, but don’t stop your movements. Steven couldn’t take another orgasm as the feeling rose across his body again. His hands grip your arms with white knuckles.

"Please, Ma'am/Sir, please, please, I ca-" Steven cries out for you, begging you to stop, but you both know that stopping will just make him crave this more.

You just glance at him adoringly, not taking into account anything coming out of his mouth but those soft whines and whimpers. His tousled hair digs into your collarbone, making you move your hand to play with it. You can feel his breathing turn heavier and his thighs tremble against your hand. You hover your lips over his ear, and after biting the shell, you decide to speak up.

"I think you can do it, love, you can give me another." You whisper soothingly as your hand doesn’t stop its speed. Steven couldn’t even move to face you, as the pleasure was building up too quickly. Minutes after rambling praises to him, he spurts all over your hand, some even landing on his stomach, and so you still your hand around him.

"Good boy, there we go, dear..." The phrase piques his interest in his tired state, making Steven stare at you lovingly. His grip loosens on your arms as his body catches up with his feelings. You stroked his hair in a calming manner, but you’re far from being done with him, and neither was he.

Cock still hardened, you start with a softer stroke, and Steven lets out a slow groan at the movement. His eyes start to well up, and the tightening grip on your arms is back. You whisper sweet ministrations to him while grinning at him. So fucked out, even begging you to stop, but here he is bucking into your hand, silently wanting more.

"You can give me a final one, right, love?"

[ 346 km away ]

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anxitea-shop · 2 years

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Steven *carrying all the groceries*

Y/N *holds out hand to help*

Steven*moves all groceries to one hand to hold Y/N's hand*

Y/N*confused*: Steven...what are you doing?

Steven: Well you offered me your hand to hold, sweetheart

Y/N: I was trying to help you with the groceries love...

Steven: Oh...OH!

Y/N: Let me help you

Steven: But I don't want your hand to get hurt..

Y/N: Steven..I can do it, don't worry babe

Steven: Fine,fine..

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god-complex-12 · 11 months

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I've read alot of your moon knight stuff and am a big fan. So if you dont mind can I request Steven grant trying to power bottom for the first time but reader just takes over and fucks him instead.

Tried Your Best *

— Paring; [Mr. Knight] Steven Grant x male reader. Fandom; Moon Knight/Marvel

Quote; “Bet you won’t be trying this again, huh?”

Disclaimer; SMUT. Restraints. Embarrassment. Dumbification. Riding. Teasing. Penetration (Character receiving). Sub Steven. Dom reader. Amab reader.

Word Count: 0.9k

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A/N: If you know me irl (you know who you are) do not read this. Thank you for your request and once again, I am so so sorry for how long it has taken me to get to these requests. I am sorry. I’ve just been really really busy, please forgive me. My request will remain closed until I can get these other ones out.

Steven was tired, so so tired. His thighs ached, and his dick throbbed. He was sweaty and his face was red with frustration and embarrassment. He felt both under and overstimulated. His movements never stopped, but his pleasured moans did. He only panted in desperation. He looked like a wreck. His hair was messy and his brows were knitted together. He was supposed to take the reins, but Steven couldn’t even please himself, let alone Y/N. He was pathetically sloppy, losing all the rhythm he had before.

Steven looked down to the restrained man below him. He cringed at Y/N’s smug expression. He whined and stilled himself — almost in defeat. His face was red with embarrassment. He gripped at Y/N’s shoulders, his nails digging into the flesh in frustration.

“Need help?” Y/N asked with an almost- no, a taunting grin.

Steven’s pathetic glare made Y/N chuckle teasingly. “Come on.” Y/N gentured to Steven’s desperate state with his head. . “You’re getting nowhere like this. Let me help you.” He tried to offer.

Steven whined. “You’re more bottom than power when you make noises like that.” Y/N said with a taunting grin and laugh.

Steven tried moving again, only to stop again in defeat. He begins to fist himself in desperation. His frustration grew every second he was deprived of a release. Y/N gripped at the rope around his wrists. “This is sad to watch.” Y/N lied, Y/N loved watching every but of this. Every single bit.

“Shut up.” Steven grumbled. Any snarkiness in his voice was gone, instead he sounded whiny and shaky. He went back to trying to move again, but he was quickly met with the same disappointing fate. Steven whines in frustration. He shoved his red face in his hands as he let out a dramatic sob.

Y/N looked up at his restraints then back to Steven. His eyebrows rose in an offer. He didn’t say anything — he didn’t have to. His face said it all and Steven understood immediately.

Steven hesitates to undo the rope that bound Y/N to the head board. Y/N grins as his hands are free. He rubs his slightly sore wrists. He then leaned up and kissed Steven. He gently flipped both of them — Steven on his back, Y/N hovering over him. Y/N’s hands roam over Steven’s thighed and chest. Y/N was slow at first despite Steven’s whines in protest.

Y/N began moving. A moan escaped Steven’s mouth as his eyes squeezed shut as he finally felt some relief. He was slow at first. The urge to cum came quickly for Steven from all the over-under stimulation. Y/N puts his hand on Steven's cock and begins rubbing his thumb on the tip. Steven bit his lip and moaned.

Y/N sets a fast pace, his thrusts way more coordinated than how Steven was before. Steven's moans and gasps filled the room. His eyes were squeezed shut as if to focus on the pleasure he wasn’t able to get before. He felt his orgasm was approaching way quicker than he had expected.

“I’m close- oh, shit- I’m close.” He moaned out. His arms wrapped around Y/N.

Y/N chuckled. “Oh, yeah?” He said, tauntingly.

Steven groaned and his head shot back into the pillow. He bit his lip and hummed in confrontation. Y/N snickered at the sight. “Come on, Steven.” He said with a grin. He gripped Steven's thighs.

Steven practically sobbed as he came all over himself. Y/N fucks Steven through his high. “Don’t you feel so much better?” He cooed, gently rubbing circles on Steven’s thighs. Steven pants and nods frantically, his eyes still closed.

Y/N continues to move, this time at a slow pace so as to not hurt the man below him too bad. Steven doesn’t stop him despite the pain — instead, he finds a bit of pleasure in it. Y/N slowly picks up his pace again. Steven whined in the slight overstimulation, but it felt too good to stop. Y/N attached himself to Steven's neck, leaving a pretty little mark for the morning.

Steven felt all control leave him when Y/N hit the same spot over and over. His mind hazed over with lust, pleasure and pain. Multiple pleads spill from his mouth. “Please, please, don’t stop.” He begged. “Oh, please.” He babbles out nonsense.

Y/N’s chuckle was cut off by a moan himself. Steven desperately clawed at Y/N back. The mix of pain and pleasure caused Y/N to groan. Y/N leaned down and kissed Steven. Steven was too out of it to really kiss back, but he tried. Y/N chuckled against his lips when he realized he was fucking the poor guy dumb.

“Bet you won’t be trying this again, huh?” He teased.

“Shut up.”

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ilovelosermen69 · 8 months

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My emotional attachment to fictional men that kill people is insane.

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odetodilfs · 7 months

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Kinktober day 5: Breeding with Steven Grant

Pairing: soft!dom!male!reader x sub!bottom!Steven Grant

Summary: Steven loves it when you cum inside.

Reblogs are appreciated!

Steven was moaning and screaming right under you, blabbering incomprehensible words as your cock just pounded right into him. It was truly a sight to behold.. his legs wide open, face full of sweat, tears of pleasure running down it.. he looked so pretty like this. He screamed your name in absolute pleasure as he came for what must have been the fourth time that evening, sobbing as you kept going.

You'd promised him a good time as he'd had a bad day at work, it had started off as mere kissing, then it turned into making out.. and now here you were, fucking him for what must have been an hour.. he was so tight around your cock it was pain not to cum inside him, but you managed to edge yourself, just so he felt more pleasure. "Y/n.. y/n.." Steven moaned, all fucked out.

"Yes, my love?" you smirked as you let him talk for a bit while slowing your thrusts, "Please- please-" he begged, still not vocalizing what he wanted, but you started to thrust at your old pace again, "Please- just- nghhh~" he moaned and sobbed, not being able to say anything with how full he felt, you kissed the tip of his nose, then calmly said "I can't give you what you want if you don't tell me, Steven.." he squirmed as you said this, light whines escaping his mouth.

"P-please- cum inside~" he begged so beautifully.. it was hard to say no, and not like you wanted to anyway, the thought of cumming inside him, claiming him was turning you on. "Okay baby, just as you say" you whispered into his ear and kept on thrusting into him, the sound of flesh slapping loudening as you neared your climax. "Steven~" you moaned into his hear as your climax overtook you, spilling your seed into him.

You stayed locked together for a few minutes after that, both of you hearing each other's heavy breathing. "God- that was- amazing.." you exhaled, looking at Steven's sweaty, red yet beautiful face. You pulled out of him and watched your cum leak out, totally hypnotized by the sight. His hole trickled out your seed slowly.. you'd came inside him and that was strangely one of the hottest things you'd ever done.

"You.. you enjoying the sight?" Steven asked with a blush, you unglued your eyes from his leaking hole, "Fuck.. yes I am.." you said, going feral.. you got an idea as you sunk your dick into Steven, he gasped in surprise and pleasure "A-ah- what're you doing?" he asked, gripping the sheets, "you mind if we do that again?" you asked him with a smirk.

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hellsburners · 9 months

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maybe the night

summary: you miss jake lockley. pairing: jake lockley x male reader word count: 1.5k warnings: 18+ warning, unrpotected s3x, shower s3x, top!jake, l-bombs a/n: sorry for being ia i was very sick (still a bit sick) wanted to post something but i dont have anything finished so i made this to update u guys [still working on your requests i promise!!]

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Jake comes home after a normal night. Taking in cab passengers gaining new information from the streets of London that Marc can use. He arrives in your shared flat finding you snuggled up in your bed, the blue sheets covering your toes up to your nose.

He sat next to you, removing his leather gloves so he can run his fingers through your hair and touch your warm cheeks. You slept so peacefully, Jake wanted to wrap his arms around you as you two shared the bed but he knew how much you hated it when he slept in with his outside clothes.

Out of the three of them, Jake was the most romantic when it comes to gifts but the least you spent time with. He’s usually out at night, barely saying goodbye, and on the off chance you see each other it’s when you were already preparing for bed, but the moment you wake up there would always be flowers on the kitchen counter.

“–Jake?” you turned, eyes fluttering.

“Shit, sorry for waking you sweets,” he whispered. “Was gonna get ready for bed.”

“Want me to draw you a bath?” you asked.

“No it’s alright, you should go back to sleep,” he said, drawing the sheets back to your shoulders, but you insisted. Jake rolled his eyes but you pouted, come on I can’t go back to sleep easily anyway, you pleaded. After the back and forth he finally gave in.

You made sure the water was a bit hot, his preference, and used a clean-smelling bath bomb. You helped unbutton his white shirt and his tie, his eyes glued to you as you finished the task. Your fingers were cold when they touched his almost feverish skin, Jake shuddered from the contact.

Jake hopped onto the tub sinking into the soapy water. Sat behind the tub as you put shampoo on his hair. You massaged your fingers through his scalp over and over as suds foamed around your fingers. Jake’s eyes rolled back from the calming sensation of your fingers.

“How’s your night?” you asked.

“Tiring,” he said. “Barely any news regarding those disappearances.”

“I heard that the cops don’t have intel on it too,” you said as you scooped water to his hair. “Marc speculates it's those vampire gangs.”

Whenever the two of you talked it was always Steven who said this, Marc said that, never really just about the two of you. Jake knew it was about time he sparked a conversation that didn’t involve the other two—no offense.

“I love it when you use this shampoo on me,” he smiled.

“Why?” you furrowed your brows, he always asked you to use it on him but you had never asked why.

“Cause it smells like you.”

You chuckled under your breath. Jake, always flirting. You felt sad that you haven’t spent that much time lately, but maybe tonight you could have something for yourselves. You rinse his hair free of the suds, his curls clinging onto his forehead. He just lets you wash his hair, Jake took the moment of solemnity and closed his eyes to relax. He was surprised when you left a kiss on his cheek, your warm lips on his face.

You stand to grab a towel before he takes your wrist. He gestured for you to join him, fine, you said. Gently undressing, his eyes gazed all over your nakedness, taking in the sight. He guides you to the tub and the two of you lay down in the water, your back to his chest. His arms wrap around your torso, securing him to you. He places kisses all over your shoulders while his hand traces circles all over your belly.

“Thanks for the bath, sweets,” he whispered in between kisses.

“I figured we don’t usually spend much time with each other,” you said. “I wanted to spend some time with just us.”

“Yeah, sorry about that,” he said.

You turned around to straddle his thighs. His hands guide your hips under the water. You bent down to kiss him on the lips, his wet curls sticking to your forehead, his mustache tickling your face. Your hands trace his smooth chest, down to his soft belly.

He sits up so your ass is on his sex, slowly hardening underneath your touch. Your hands wrap around his neck to gather some stability, your fingers peering through the hair on his nape. He leaves kisses all over your neck, sucking on the skin lightly. You feel yourself harden under his touch as well, his fingers forming a ring around your sex.

His cock hits the crease in between your ass, achingly hard. You shift your body so that your cocks are parallel to each other. You wrap both your hands around the hardness to form a tightness. You stroke your cocks, water splashing on your torsos.

Your cocks start to leak pre cum from the stroking, your lips glued to each other getting more languid by the second, the room filling with the sounds of moaning and water splashing. Jake’s back started to sore from the porcelain tub.

“I don’t think this tub is built for fucking,” he said. You chuckled in agreement. You two stand when he pulls you toward the shower. He pins you to the tiled wall, turning on the shower in the process. Hot water trickles down his back as he spits on his cock, lubing it in preparation. You turn around to present your hole to him, your hands pressed on the wall with your back arched for him.

He kneels to spit on your ass, tracing his wet fingers on the rim of your hole before he presses the digit inside you. He inserts another to stretch you, his cock was quite girthy so the preparations would help greatly. He stands up and lines his sex to your hole, slowly entering the member into you.

You feel the tightness envelop his girth as his hands clench on your waist, hot water sprinkling on your back before he thrusts forward. You cry from the pressure before he pulls back out and enters you again. His hips moved slowly at first, taking in the feeling of your warm walls on his aching cock.

“You’re so tight, sweets,” he groaned, pushing and pulling on your waist. He lets out curses and sounds of pleasure. He takes his hand to your cock, stroking it in the same rhythm as his hips. You cry out when he hits your sensitive spot, your knees weakening.

“Fuck you’re so good, Jake,” you moan, this arouses him more, quickening his pace. You let out moans from the sudden shift in pace, tears of pleasure forming in your eyes.

“You can take it, sweets, I know you can,” he coos.

He suddenly pulls out, and you gasp from the sudden emptiness. He turns you around to face him, he looks at you, cheeks flushed, and kisses your swollen lips. He takes your thighs and lords you up to the wall, your legs wrapped around him. He continues to thrust into you again, your back rising and falling against the tiled wall.

“Jake—fuck,” you moaned. You take his face so he’s looking up at you, your thumb caressing his cheeks. You kiss him with saliva dripping down the side of your lip. You gasped from his fast pace, his head going to your neck placing hickeys.

“You’re so pretty, sweets,” he moans. His hips slap onto your skin. “So beautiful.”

His hips thrust faster even more, your eyes watering as you cry out. Your nails dig into the skin on his back as he fucks his fill into you. You’d think with the water you’d start to slip, but Jake’s hands on your thighs were gripping tight, steadily holding you as his cock drills into your hole.

“I’m—close,” you gasp.

Jake thrusts a few more, his hips hard-hitting your skin before his cum empties into your hole, his grunts filling the small space. You let out a cry before you cum too, shooting in between your bellies.

He puts you down gently, your legs like jelly. You two kiss as you begin to shower. You helped him lather the soap all over your bodies, he took extra care in cleaning up your behind. After you shower, you get ready for bed. Always taking time for your skincare routine in front of the vanity. Jake was doing his routine thanks to Steven, who made it a rule that skincare is a must no matter who is in control.

“I love you, sweets,” he said, smiling through the mirror. “Like a lot actually, I hope you don’t forget that whenever I’m busy.”

You stood up to hug his back, arms wrapped around his torso. “Of course, I love you too Jake,” you kiss his cheek. “A lot."

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lieutnt · 6 months

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KINKTOBER - #7

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The low hissing of gas has you instantly alert, finding Steven’s eyes blown with concern as you frantically search for the source. Breathing soon becomes a struggle, lungs fighting for each breath as your mind grows foggy, vision beginning to blur. Steven appears as equally affected, barely able to stand without a hand resting against the table as he throatily hacks into the room, desperate for clean air.

You barely notice when the hissing stops, mind disoriented as your cock throbs in your pants, arousal a blazing inferno sweeping through your body like a wildfire. You should be more concerned, but you’re unable to focus on anything but the need for release and one glance at Steven shows that he's feeling the effects as well, thighs grinding against one another in an attempt to find relief.

Time seems to slow as you walk towards each other, bodies bogged down by desperation and when you meet it’s a messy clash of spit and saliva, lips moving against one another as hands wander, your hand dipping under Steven’s pants to find him already soaked, slick pooling in your palm at the barest of touches. Your hips buck forward at the feeling of his hand circling your cock, spreading your arousal and pumping you quick and harsh.

At the first push of your finger Steven moans, walls desperately fluttering around the digit and even as it sinks in as deep as it can he’s begging for more against your mouth.

The second enters just as easily as the first, engulfed by a wet heat as Steven rocks against them. His fist tightens around your cock, but even as pleasure spikes hot in your blood it feels as if something’s missing, his hand isn’t enough and tears begin to gather in the corner of Steven’s eyes as your fingers rub against his walls, the dull ache of emptiness beginning to amplify to his core.

What you’re doing can barely be considered kissing at this point, panting against each other’s mouths and you don’t need to be told twice when Steven begs for more. With more force than you intended you push him against the table, a low groan rumbling from your throat as he hastily pulls down his pants and underwear to mid-thigh, leaving you the view of his hole clenching around nothing while his inner thighs are shiny with arousal.

Your cock is achingly hard, and when you release it from its confines you can hear the wet smack of your hand against your shaft as you stroke yourself, wasting no time in resting your head against his hole and pushing in, synchronous moans tumbling from you both as you bottom out.

Relief floods through your system, the corners of your vision becoming a little less hazy as his cunt clings to your cock, inner muscles fighting to keep you pressed inside. Despite the pleasure from the feeling of his warmth around your cock your body urges you to draw out, knocking a moan loose from Steven’s lungs as you snap back in.

Normally you would wait longer before setting a frenzied pace but with how open he is you don’t need to, driving your cock back inside with the instinct to cum. Arousal continuously drips from Steven, leaving your cock with a sheen when you pull out that has you growing wild, rutting into him as if you were no more than a beast in heat.

Your ears are deaf to the animalistic moans your throat releases as you chase your high, uncaring when you feel Steven tighten around you and his legs tremble as you push him through his first orgasm, the release only aiding you in fucking against his slippery walls. It doesn’t satiate him, the ache still intense as you grip his hips, yanking him back to meet your thrusts, bodies connecting in a noisy collision of schlick schlick schlick.

Arousal burns heavy in your gut, white-hot zings of pleasure hurtling down your spine as your balls tighten. With a few more thrusts it’s like a dam bursts - cock spilling rope after rope inside him, more than you’ve ever done before as Steven cums again, pleasure ripping through his system.

Your bodies shift against one another, milking each other dry of the last of your orgasms. You collapse against his back, breathing heavily as exhaustion ripples through your body, cock pressed deep inside and plugging him full of your cum. Steven rests his forehead against the table, attempting to let the coldness of it infiltrate his skin as his cunt weakly pulses around your length, clenching to keep your cum deep inside.

Despite the last of the contagion fleeing your system you find yourself barely able to move, content with resting against Steven as you fight to gain your awareness back.

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gatorbites-imagines · 6 months

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Kinktober day 22

Steven grant, Marc Spector, and Jake Lockley + omegaverse

This is written in headcanon format, since I wanted to write about all three but couldn’t think of a way to involve all of them beside headcanons.

on the shorter side, but im still learning how to write omegaverse.

Kinktober 2023 masterlist.

Omega, but not the stereotypical omega. Hes fine taking care of himself, and isn’t weak or easily ordered around. Steven just likes to avoid conflicts, Marc and Jake wont back down from conflicts though.

Steven is an omega, so is Marc, but Jake is an alpha.

Physical body is omega, so even when Jake is fronting their body is still an omega, but Jake is immune to things like other alphas scent or when someone tries to scruff him or force him to submit.

Marc is mostly immune too, only buckling to you, his mate, but that’s because hes chosen to do so cuz he loves you.

Steven does enjoy making a nest in their bed, or wearing your clothes to cover himself in your scent. Marc doesn’t really make nests as a trauma response, and because he doesn’t feel as much of a need for it as Steven, he will bundle up some blankets though if he really needs it.

Steven’s scent is sweeter and milder than the other two, as I imagine their scent changes depending on who is fronting. The core smell is the same, but smaller changes happens so you can easily tell them apart, where others might struggle to do so.

Since their physical body is of an omega, they go into heat, but they tend to leave that to Steven since hes the only one who doesn’t despise it with his entire being.

Being in heat is uncomfortable of course, but Steven also enjoys it cuz it allows him to be taken care of by you and lets him put down his walls. None of them want pups though, so they always make sure to use protection.

Marc might front every now and then during heat when Steven is too exhausted, letting himself bask in his omega needs for a bit. Make sure to not treat him too stereotypically like an omega, he needs you to be rough and in charge, yes, but he will bite you if you try to scruff him or anything like that.

When Jake fronts during heats he just feels uncomfortable and very sweaty, so if he even does front, that’s when he showers and changes the sheets. That’s also when you can rest, as he just wants to cuddle and watch a movie or something.

Sex with them depends on who’s fronting. Steven likes to be taken with some power behind your thrusts, but he also loves slow and passionate lovemaking. Hes also the only one who liked being knotted, even if it won’t lead to pups.

Marc likes having some more power during, so he will ride you like a wild horse, growling and barring his teeth, making sure to scratch at your chest and leave hickeys all over.

Jake likes to do the fucking, be it bending you over the kitchen counter or up against the wall in the shower. He may not have a knot, but if you ever bought him a fake one to wear, he might bust right then and there as hed pounce on you immediately.

Your relationship would never lead to pups, as none of them want to get pregnant or would want you to carry. I just don’t think they’d be comfortable being parents, closest you’ll get is a pet, as they don’t wanna put an innocent kid in danger cuz of their night job.

This doesn’t mean your relationship is lacking anything though, as you guys find other things to find joy in, in your love life. It takes some time getting used too, but after a while it just becomes the norm, so no matter what others think you guys are happy.

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