#sinister strange smutt

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Big Bad Wolf

18+ ONLY CONTAIN HEAVY FILTH & SMUTT

Pairing: Sinister!Strange x Fem!Reader

Synopsis: It's a beautiful rainy day at the Sanctum but your bored so Sinister decides to incorporate a fairy tale into the gameplay. You are all too eager to play along.

Word Count: 4.4K

Warnings: Angst, some fluff, deep love, p in v sex, creampie, swearing, Sinister is a bit of a soft!dom, pet names, oral sex (Fem. Receiving), Fingering, No condoms, porn with plot, praise kink, daddy kink

A/N: This smutty story has been rotting in my brain since I first laid eyes on this man. His hands always behind his back like a hunter hunting down his prey. I instantly fell in love with him. He will always be my fictional husband. The song that inspired the story while I was writing is Daddy by Ramsey. I feel like it fits his character so much. Its also my first smutt fic so please be gentle with me.

I really do hope you enjoy it.

Candles flickered in the Sanctum causing soft light to dance about the walls. Lightening cracks causing heavy raindrops to beat and bleed against the window resembling the seal of Vishanti. Lounging on a velvet chair reading your favorite book you propped your feet up off the cold wooden floor. Enveloped by a thick heavy red velvet blanket, it was so warm and inviting, it couldn’t be a more relaxing day. You take a break from reading to admire Sinister across from you, his spindly legs crossed and stretched out on the chair while reading, a look of pure contentment on his face. Candlelights illuminating his sharp angular features, you couldn’t believe how handsome he was, you felt like the luckiest woman in the world. This handsome man chose you above everything in the multiverse. Looking at him with a heart full of love, you couldn’t help but notice how adorable he was while mouthing the words when he reads. Stroking his disheveled beard  he was reading what appeared to be a Fairy Tale novel bounded in thick leather. His brows always coming close together when in deep focus. Biting your lower lip you began feel a deep need that you refused to fight. You wanted him to stroke something else of yours….

Setting the book down on the small table next to you, the candles danced at the sudden movement. Stretching your arms up to give a small yawn you looked at your lover and smirked to yourself, having a better idea in mind to spend the afternoon. Standing up from the chair you wrapped the blanket around you to keep as much warmth as possible. Quietly walking towards your husband you stood behind him reading over his shoulder. Nuzzling your face into his neckline where a freckle meets the collar of his robes you bit little nips into his neck, smoothing the sharp pain with your warm wet tongue. Then taking your palms you ran them down his chest feeling the texture of his dark blue robes that covered his hard toned chest underneath. Deeply inhaling his warm flesh you couldn’t help but be intoxicated by him.

A deep moan rumbed from his throat; closing the book he sat it next to him, he clearly got the hint. “Is my kitten in need of some attention?” Responding with slight breathlessness. “I’m bored,” giving your best pouty face. Taking his scarred slender hands he rubbed them up your arms. His black wedding band shimmering in the light, he pulled you onto his lap. Lacing arms around his neck you nuzzled noses, lips just a whisper away from each other. Gazing into your eyes with deep affection he softly lunged towards your mouth kissing you in such fervent passion--with a need that your all to familiar with. He couldn’t believe how lucky he was to have you as his bride.

 Tongue dancing lightly against your lower lip beckoning you to have them parted. You opened your mouth and invited the warmth of his tongue. The familiar sweet taste along with the scruffiness of his facial hair caused the wetness to pool in your panties. You crossed your legs over to straddle him, rocking your hips back and fourth very slowly, trying to get some friction while feeling the familiar stiffening below your ass. Pulling away from your mouth he lifted your hand that carried your matching wedding band and kissed upon it. Continuing to kiss each knuckle till he reached your palm, his beard tickling your delicate skin, only to return back to your mouth. His velvet lips began to clash with yours harder, and you both became overwhelmed with yearning. He preceded to trail love bites along your jawline leading down the your breast. Placing tiny nips along your petal soft flesh. A small moan escaping your lips you tilted your head back in sudden ecstasy, giving him more leeway to reach all of your engorges zones.

You were obsessed with his hands, but you had a soft spot for his goatee. The way it trails down your neck leaving sensitive patches of red on your flesh. His arms locking you in tightly; like you were a dream he never wanted to wake from, he always made you feel safe. Releasing yourselves to catch your breath you rest your forehead against his and you couldn’t help but profess, “Its just that…Im  really wet and I need you”. His cerulean eyes now shimmering with mischief, a smirk drawing across his lips showing a sexy grin that always made you blush. “that can be arranged darling, but I have a better plan. Why don’t we make a little game out of this day?”

Raising an eyebrow with a hint of suspicion you took the bait. “What did you have in mind?” Softly guiding  you off of his lap, adjusting his stiffening trousers he grabbed your hand and walked you past the cluttered instruments and relics scattered around the sanctum, only to stop at the foot of the wooden stairs. Feeling his soft slightly blackened digits grab your chin with his thumb and index finger he looked deep into your eyes gently stroking your chin with his thumb. “Well I was reading the most intriguing story my love, you ever play the children’s game of hide and seek? Well, my fantasy has always been to incorporate that into the fairytale The Little Red Riding Hood. I’m particularly fond of the wolf and with that blanket you look deliciously like Little Red.”With a slide of his fingers purple magic enveloped you, manifesting your loungewear into a risqué little red riding hood dress. The black corset tightly snuggling your breasts together with the cream dress barely covering your ass high up on your thighs, completing the look with a red hooded cloak, black laced garter belt and knee-high white stockings. Bending forward to adjust your stilettos you gave a twirl for Sinister, noticing his eyes widen with hunger.

He grabbed your ring finger kissing up your arm and gave you another twirl. He pulled you to his chest and Slowly laced his arms around your waist and began to gently sway together, his dark robes swishing with the movement. Craning his head down to kiss and suck on your neck, you closed your eyes leaning your head back against his strong shoulder for him to whisper into the shell of your ear “ I cannot wait to devour you, you’re absolutely delectable,” taking a deep inhale of your hair he slowly grazed his palm to lift your dress ever so slightly to reveal you wearing nothing underneath . Groping your ass giving your earlobe a slight nip emanating a squeak from your lips.

Turning around to face Sinister, you rested your hands on his chest to playfully ask, “shall we set up the ground rules? I know that must be a foreign concept for you Doctor, but its only fair.” He pulled away and slowly walked back and fourth, hands never leaving his back. Chuckling lightly he twitched his lips creating a menacing grin ,“Well my pet, the obvious thing is that I turn around close my eyes and count to one. You’ll go and hide anywhere in this haunted house, its yours for the choosing. Ill then proceed to hunt you down like the wolf that I am, and if I win I get my reward.”  Stopping dead in his tracks he slowly turned to look at you, cocking an eyebrow gazing with a hungry glare causing your cheeks to blush a deeper crimson. Feeling your heartbeat accelerate,  goosebumps were beginning to form on your flesh. You knew damn well how this was going to end and you couldn’t contain the wet heat beginning to moisten your inner thighs.

…..

 

You tried your best to contain your giggles while quickly scouting for a place to hide. “57 …58 …” his voice playfully trailing off in the distance. Making the best attempt to prevent your heals from clicking on the heavy wooden floorboards you came across his office. Feeling the adrenaline start to kick into your system you quickly scanned the room noticing the huge black wooden desk along with a large floor to ceiling mirror conveniently placed across from it. Hmmm thats new….Squatting down to get on your hands and knees you crawled to securely tuck yourself underneath it… perfect. Attempting to steady your breath you heard, “Ready or not here comes the wolf.” A huge smile coming across your face you covered your mouth to quiet your giggled breaths.  “Come out…come out…wherever you are…” speaking in a sing songy tone. Sinister’s heavy boots creaking on the floorboards, he was close.

Peaking a eye through the crack of the desk he finally made it into the room. Pacing slowly around looking everywhere he could think of, hands still never leaving his back. He was heavy into the game keeping a stalking pace. Like a lion hunting for his prey, he was enjoying the thrill of the chase. “You can’t hide from me kitten, you know daddy will find you eventually.”

Turning to face the desk scanning the parameters and he noticed a bit of red hooded fabric sticking out from underneath the front of his desk. Eyes now glistening, his mouth twitched into a smirk at the corner of his lips….I found you kitten. Footsteps trailed out the room, you leaned your head against the heavy wood closing your eyes to catch your breath. YES! Looks like I have outsmarted him…in the blink of an eye Sinister manifested behind the desk squatting down to face you dead into your startled eyes. You yelped loudly, “BOO! Looks like the wolf caught his little red!” he declared with a snarl. Striving to crawl out of the desk he grabbed you buy the waist, his fingers digging into your delicate soft flesh. “Your not getting away from me that easy darling, this wolf is hungry for your sweet pussy and I’ve earned my reward.”

Releasing some playful giggles he hoisted you up like you weighed nothing and firmly laid you on top of the desk. Leaning back you couldn’t help but stare into his eyes, they always shimmered a brighter blue when aroused. He didn’t waste any time diving down to your sopping heat. Devouring your nectar like a starving man he ran his hands up and down your thighs. Feeling your stockings rip and the garter belt snap, he was feral and began to use his mouth to start tongue fucking you. The long goatee felt amazing against your sensitive mound. You needed more friction and you needed it now. Peaking up from your dress, his nose and beard now glistening with your arousal he crawled up to grab your cheek; claiming your mouth as his. Tasting and smelling yourself on his tongue you both shared a loud moan. He pulled away and with a husky whisper, “Taste what I do to you darling, fuck you are a work of art.” 

You let out a whimper at his praise while moving to arch your hips begging him to go further, “Tsk tsk, Feeling impatient are we?” Speaking smugly. You bit your lip and smiled while he began stripping off his bracers to toss them aside only to proceed in rolling up his sleeves to his elbows, revealing his taut forearms. He dove back down to reach deeper into your warm center. His flattened tongue licking from the base of your entrance, landing on your sensitive bud to suck and lick with slow repeating sensual circular motions. You leaned arching your back in pleasure with a responsive moan. Stephen was a God with his hands, but nobody can hold a candle to his tongue. Glancing to the side you couldn’t help but stare into the mirror, watching him devour you through the looking glass was highly arousing; it made your nipples start to harden and your center to moisten more.

Feeling his tongue shallowly penetrate your core he moved a hand to reach for your clit. Lifting his head to watch your pleasure, he moved his hand to caress your thighs bringing them softly back to your mound; using circular motions with his thumb to set a steady rhythm. “Keep your eyes on me kitten”, which snatched you out of your reverie only to intensely lock eyes, “yes daddy.” He released a low rough grunt of approval, taking two digits to plunge  them into your wet hole making  you groan in satisfaction. Arching his fingers pulling them in and out if you, it was causing a wet noise that sounded so obscene yet sexy. It felt like heaven. Moaning sweet nothings into the room you felt your face and chest flushed along with a warm feeling in your stomach, your climax was drawing dangerously near and he knew it. Sinister can read your body like brail and He was always a master with his hands.

Inhaling your scent he released a deep growl causing it to vibrate through your cunt making you shiver, “Fuck kitten I could just eat you alive.” He Leaned up to attempt at removing the top layer of his robes. But you shot up quickly to reach for his belt, pulling his body in between your legs, “allow me,” his arms outstretched he nodded in compliance mouth agape with pupils blown wide. You threw the red hood on top of the desk chair and began to slowly unfasten his belt in a teasing way. His lust filled eyes never leaving you, he was growling with impatience causing you to give a smirk. You loved pushing his limits. The leather belt echoed hitting the floor while you rushed to shed off the top layer of his tunic. You loved all the layers of Sinister’s wardrobe, when you fucked it was like unwrapping a present. He shed his undershirt revealing his taut lean frame that carried many scars along his chest causing you to hitch your breath. How was he always so breathtaking….placing kisses on each scar gently you released a pleasing hum, “I love you, your absolutely breathtaking do you know that.” Without missing a beat he gently guided you back down; cupping your face to trace gentle rubs along your lips planting a tender kiss on them to profess softly, “I was going to say the same thing about you…I love you more, in this life and in the next.”

Giving out a sigh of pure happiness, you sucked on this thumb making him release a animalistic growl. He always knew how to worship and make you feel like the goddess you are; he never faulted in showing it. Feeling impatient he leaned back and snapped his fingers to magic the rest of his clothing off. You couldn’t help but stare in awe, he was the perfect size and length, it was like he was crafted for you from the gods. You couldn’t wait for him to stretch your tight pussy. “Oh my, what a BIG cock you have,” playfully remembering your roll. “All the better to fuck and fill you with my dear”,  Leaning back over you to give an open mouthed kiss along your jawline. Gently tugging his goatee giggling “What BIG teeth you have,” he quickly bit into your collarbone leaving a big purple blemish “All the better to mark you with.” Giving a few jerks to stimulate himself he started working on removing your corset, the tremors in his hands struggled with the hooks on the front. Feeling him paw at your breasts through the thin fabric, “What BIG hands you have”,“All the better to feel you my darling” While giving them a tight squeeze. 

Growling in frustration he lost his patience, taking a firm grip on both sides he ripped your corset in half causing your tits to bounce out, your whole form becoming completely exposed for him. The sudden cold made your already budding nipples unbearably stiff. You grabbed your breasts to massage and juggle them, biting your lower lip to put on a sexy show for him. Sinister growled and took your nipples and began massaging and tugging with his thumb and index fingers. With a whisper his baritone voice leaning into your ear, “Fuck your just so beautiful….my goddess of a wife, your mine forever.” Basking in the praise letting out a pornographic moan of pleasure, your eyes began to roll back and your mouth forming an O. Chuckling at your reaction, it turned him on knowing he was the only one that got you off, "you don’t seem to be scared of your bad wolf, you should know better. You know I have a big cock to fuck you with right, thats all you want, to be devoured by the bad wolf." “Yes Mr.Wolf please fuck me, fuck me hard with your giant cock” You begged. 

Hands trailing down your naked form he grabbed his cock and started to slide it between your folds, lubricating himself before he made his way into your entrance. Moaning in protest you bucked your hips up towards him, with a malicious grin on his face he was enjoying the payback. “That’s right kitten, moan for me.” He slid into your entrance painfully slow at first savoring every inch of you swallowing him whole. Wincing at the sharp pain of his thick veined cock stretching you impossibly full it felt sensational. Quickly pausing and looking with concern he cupped your face, “Im not hurting you am I my love?”, “Fuck no” you coaxed. Giving a wink he chuckled “that’s my girl” and snapped back into the moment beginning to pick up his thrusting, hips dipping and rocking back and fourth always hitting you just right. Shoulder and arm muscles tensing up in the heat of the moment he couldn’t help but stare at were your bodies  joined. He loved it when your cunt swallowed him whole. The sound of smacking flesh echoing in the sanctum only encouraging him to drill harder into you.

Continuing to bottom you out he grabbed both sides of the desk for leverage and stability before he started fucking you in a pace you didn’t think was possible. He repeatedly kept hitting your sweet spot over and over causing you to see white stars and your eyes rolled back in pure ecstasy. Impulsively wrapping your legs around his hips, the heels helping to lock your ankles in place. “Ffffffuuuccckk.” moaning as your eyes fluttered closed. “That’s right kitten, moan for daddy”, “You feel so fucking good Stephen…so good.” Groaning at the praise he leaned over to pepper your body with kisses, never missing a thrust. Feeling your cunt stretch around him he never thought something could feel so good. Formed together your lovemaking was like heroin, one hit and you both always needed more. Keeping up the rhythm repeating his thrusts you felt your walls begin to quiver. He pulled out of you, your sopping core making a lewd popping sound causing you to stammer in protest. He walked to the big leather chair and sat down stretching his arm out to gesture his fingers in a come hither motion . “Come here my love, come fuck on daddy’s lap.” 

You slid the tattered costume off your shoulders and made your way over to Sinister, swinging your legs over to straddle him. Stroking his cock he helped position himself for you, eyes fixated on your beautiful form. Grabbing his shoulders for balance you slowly lowered yourself onto his cock causing a small hiss to emanate from his mouth. “Shit kitten, your pussy is still so tight. How are you doing this to me?” “Well Doctor your not the only one with tricks up his sleeve” winking at him you felt his member twitching inside you. Whimpering in satisfaction he tilted his head down to suck on your breast that were on full display in front of him.  He began with the right, biting hard enough to leave more purple blossoms on your flesh. He loved your breasts and he loved even more to mark you as his. Despite the universe being void of life, he still wanted you to have a reminder that you were his and his alone. He then preceded to suck tenderly on your nipple, tongue flicking and moving in circular motions. He continued on the other breast giving it equal amount of attention and care.

Feeling his facial hair tickle you he smirked against your chest to look up and gaze at you directly in your eyes. You felt a strange new sensation almost like and electric vibrating tingle on your nipple. He was using magic from his mouth to stimulate you. Emanating a needy moan from your lips. “Fuck baby this is new… it feels so…so fucking good” you tilted your head back and laced your fingers into his hair and began tugging in response. “Use me my pet pull my hair make me suffer for I am at your mercy, and you’ve possessed me with your witchcraft.” Obeying your husbands command you rocked back and forth on his cock, pulling tight on his hair causing his head to tilt back baring his teeth and delicious adams apple. Leaning down continuing to leave bite marks and hickies all over his neck marking him as well. “Fuck kitten” in a desperate filthy noise, “just like that please don’t stop.”

You carried on with your sensual pace and ground into him. Realizing to yourself that this was rough sex but this position wasn’t a fucking, Sinister wanted you to make love to him to savor every moan, every motion burning into his photographic memory. Feeling his pubic hair giving more friction to your clit you began to move back in forth at a more ardent pace. Sweat running down your chest’s Sinister was growling at this point and took the opportunity to lick the sweat trickling down your breast, simultaneously grabbing your hips to aid in guiding you. Scarred fingers digging into your flesh he began lifting your hips all the way up to the very tip and slam yourself back down, repeating the motion faster till you felt his cock twitch more. Rocking your hips in a circular motion rising yourself up and down, feeling every savory inch of his cock inside of you. He Stretched you out to the perfect form. “Im going to come but you will finish with me you got that,” you spoke with a heightened panting tone. “Anything for you my angel.” Eyes locked while nodding in agreement, you both were close to your climax, but you wanted to come at the same time. 

Trying your best to keep up the fast motions you noticed the pace was starting to wear off. Fucking him faster like a madwoman you got this sudden possession over you. Going up and down and such a insane pace, your tits bouncing up and down once again hearing the slapping of wet flesh. Keeping the heels on came in handy after all, it helped with the anchoring of your body. “That’s right little red, come on the wolfs cock. I want your mess all over me. I am right after you.” That was enough to tip you over the edge. Keeping your eyes still locked to maintain the intimacy you gave out a screaming moan feeling your walls tighten and flutter emanating a gushing sensation to flow from your core, you squirted all over his thighs. Sinister howled with pleasure and felt his climax reach, seeing stars he leaned his head back, cum spouting thick white threads of semen into your wet heat filling you whole. “Fuck.. oh my sweet girl your so good to me taking my milk. Nobody does it better then you.” Grabbing the back of your head he gave the deepest most passionate kiss in the world that nobody can ever top.

Still feeling his semi erect shaft in you you leaned your head against his with a smile of contentment catching your breath, “that was…….amazing”, taking his hands to support your back “yes yes it was, we should do this again.” Giggling to Sinister while clinging to his chest like a koala he grabbed the red hooded cloak behind him and wrapped it around the both of you, forming a cocoon. Despite his rugged persona, Sinister always loved to extend the intimacy after sex. After all, he hasn’t had human contact in many many years. Snuggling into his chest he rested his chin on top of your head. Playing with his hair as you always did after sex or before falling asleep. It was comforting to you knowing he always made you feel safe. “I don’t deserve a wife like you. You know that right.” He confessed with a soft tone. “And I don’t know what I did for the gods to bless me with such a perfect husband. Call it destiny or fate I wouldn’t change a single thing. You always deserved me. I always deserved you. You are my home Stephen Strange.”

He hugged you tighter with the sentimental profession. You began to feel warm tears trickle on your shoulder. Stephen never showed vulnerability with the exception of you even before the incursion. You came into his world of darkness and brought light not just into his fractured world, but his heart. He never thought he would be deserving of love again but the beauty tamed the heartless beast.You became his home and his eternal hope as well, that was something he could never repay. Wiping away his tears with a thumb you gave him a deep kiss. Soft yet tenderly parting your lips your tongues danced once again. You always wanted to show him that he was safe and that he was the only thing that mattered. Keeping the red hood wrapped on he pulled out of you causing you to wince. He swooped you up bridal style and began to walk towards the door. “Where are we going?” You asked nuzzling your head into the crook of his neck with a sleepy tone. “Were taking a long lavender soaked bath, we deserve it and then I’m taking you to bed. We can worry about sleep later.” “I love that idea Stephen”, “ and I love you, I love you in every universe (y/n)…..always have and always will.”

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Loki Smutt

Warning: R 18+ material is restricted to adults. Such material may contain elements such as sex scenes that are high in impact. Some material in R18+ may be offensive to sections of the adult community.

Within the palace of Asgard, a well known royal Asgardian descendants family who have resigned in Midgard in a place known as; The Hidden Kingdom of Camelot. (Name) and her family were visiting the King and Queen of Asgard for common courtesy between the Royals. It had been about two months that (Name) and her family had been visiting Asgard; where she and her family had gotten to know the King and Queen; Odin, Frigga, and the young princes, Thor and Loki.

Loki and (Name) never really got along with one another and this didn't sit well with their families. Neither of the two could or would agree on the same things like; Hunting or training, the only thing they could agree on was literature. Obviously this was a problem when they went on trips to the market, Hunting, or just simple errands; Usually, Loki and (Name) were partnered together while Thor was off training, defending a village nearby with the warrior three or he was looking after (Name)'s older sister. Often the two would argue and just ended up going their separate ways and would help each other due to their pride, it would usually end with their Parents scolding them.

It was Christmas -within Midgard terms- and (Name) was helping make the jól feast for the Banquet with the servants much to Odin and (Name)'s fathers' disapproval. Loki, Thor, and the warrior three were out hunting to retrieve food for the feast "Can we go home now... your loudness is frightening the wildlife within a mile or two radius... I'm sure we have some meat for the feast back home" Loki sighed "Brother, where is your festive spirit! It is a tradition. Father will be so proud if we bring back a mighty beast for the feast" Thor smiled patting Loki's back. At some point, the two young princes began to speak of their guests. Thor was baffled by the young princesses' attitude towards certain things "Lady (Name) is a strange one...She is Asgardian however she seems more Midgardian than anything" Thor commented "Well she has lived most of her life on Midgard brother, you can't be so shocked as it's only natural" Loki sighed at his brother's comment "But she mingles with the servants, she should be sitting back with Mother planning the decorations and sitting back to relax" Thor shook his head with a smile "Well, at least she isn't being useless..." Loki muttered "Why do you and Lady (Name) argue to no ends? It seems that there is always an argument between you two. It is very rare to see you both converse on civil terms brother" Thor asked and stated his observation "She is easy to get a reaction from, but she is infuriating... she always has the last say, she believes she knows everything" Loki growled out "Now, now brother. Some of her reasoning is that of truth, you just don't like being wrong. Loki, Lady (Name) is the only one who is brave enough to go head-on with you in your spills of anger.  Not to mention her quick wit that is up to your standard brother" Thor laughed smacking Loki's back "And what are you implying you oaf" the younger prince glared "We are not blind. You'd have to be blind not to see the way you give her glances when you think no one is watching" Lady Sif commented riding up next to them. Loki stared at her with a harsh glare as Thor agreed with a bright smile as the other warrior three joined in with the slight teasing "You are all being imbeciles. I feel nothing for that woman-" "Do you deny the fact that she is intelligent than the average woman on Asgard or Midgard?" Lady Sif asked "No, I do not deny the fact she has intelligence" Loki grumbled "Do you disagree with the idea of her being a very attractive princess?" Fandral commented with a smirk "Finding someone attractive is subjective-" "Don't divert the question brother," Thor said with amusement "Just go find a beastly animal to slay so we can go home" Loki scoffed. As he reached his patents Thor took the others to catch the beast as Loki lingered behind lost in his thoughts and feeling over (Name).

Food had been set for the Animals that both Thor, Loki, and his friends had killed were roasted and in the center of the long table. (Name) was helping the servants plate everything up and smiling and laughing with them as they talked and joked amongst themselves. Most of the servants that worked in the palace were very fond of the young princess, she truly was kind and compassionate and would make an exceptional Queen. Frigga watched how (Name) would act not only with her sons but with the common people and it made her smile, Odin knew she was headstrong and he was well aware of her maturity and strategic strategies; he had faith she would make a powerful Queen. Odin would be lying if he said he didn't want (Name) to marry one of his sons. (Name) had taken a seat by the servants "Lady (Name) please sit with us on the main table" Frigga smiled. With a small nod (Name) bid farewell to the servants and sat by her mother and sister "Honestly (Name)....you need to stop mingling with the servants, you make our family look bad and ill-mannered" snapped her older sister "Maybe if you weren't so superficial like Father then perhaps I would be more likely to speak to you and others of our status with more respect and enjoy their presence" (Name) glared "(Name), don't speak to your sister like that" her Father snapped. Frigga did not comment on their family bickering neither did Odin however Loki chimed in to stir the cauldron "Your sister is right Lady (Name). A princess should know her place and stay in her place" smirked the young prince "Loki-" Frigga started "I would appreciate that a young prince like yourself would stay out of other families' feuds. Know your place and stay out of the discussion, Loki Odinson" (Name) said calmly. Loki could feel his blood boil, he scoffed "While you are in my Palace I shall do as I please and get involved in anything I please-" "Loki enough. While I am still alive and breathing this is my palace. When I pass it will be Thor's, so stay out of the (Last name) family business" Odin said cutting in.

The jól feast continued through the night; from her understanding jól would last three days of drinking, eating, joking, singing, dancing, and gift-giving. (Name) wasn't used to it but she was growing tired of the drunk and loud people, and thus decided to retire early for the first night of jól. (Name) and Loki had their heated arguments now and then, but the truth is told, she liked him. Not because of his looks but his personality to an extent; not the one he chose to show when he is blinded by his anger, or his cold demeanor or his jealousy, but rather his loving one, that he only showed a glimpse of in rare moments. He was funny, and he really understood her from time to time. But their common flaw was that the two were far too guarded with their emotions and would often hide their feelings; so others wouldn't get hurt or hate them for who you really are.

(Name) was making her way to chambers; lost in thought momentarily. She had walked through the tremendous hallways in the palace so many times that she already knew her way around the place. Walking to her chambers, which was across from Loki's room (unfortunately). She lingered as she stared at his door; with an arm outstretched she was ready to knock on his door-

A crash came from her room as the door slammed open and there stood Loki disheveled in his casual attire of green and dark brown that he had worn to the jól feast. "Loki! By all the good in Valhalla, what on earth are you doing in my room?" she said with a sigh. Loki stared at her for a moment then scoffed, pushing past her. She was attempting not to lock eyes with him but his messy black hair; his pale skin and his eyes,  his piercing green eyes that held so many secrets. Although he did not answer her she snapped at him, as if time slowed down as she made her way into her room. Loki grabbed a hold of her arm with a firm grip, he held a sinister smile as he looked down at her slightly; turn her so she was facing him, (Name) was now mostly in her room while Loki stood in the doorway with her arm in a firm grip "I would be careful when speaking to me. I stand by what I said today, now your place (Name)" She snatched her arm back and sized up to him "You either tell me what in Valhalla were you doing in my room or I suggest you head back to your room, Loki" she spoke bitterly. He just smiled although it seemed like he was hurt by her harsh tone, (Name) kept her glare at the floor. Loki sighed softly, his hurt smile leaving and replacing it with a frown. His lack of response unsettled the foreign Asgardian, she grabbed the door and began to close it "You don't understand, (Name). I really need to tell you something" his voice quietly cracked. He stopped the door with his foot. The quiet voice crack grabbed her attention immediately.

Loki decided that she probably didn't want to talk to him. In honesty, the only reason he was in her room where he was debating on leaving her a note explaining some stirring feelings he had for her, but the room was dark and he had stumbled into a corner of her dresser. He turned to his room once he realized (Name)'s stillness and unwillingness to open her door to let him in. (Name) heard his door slam shut. She heaved out a sigh 'by the god...please don't make me regret this' she thought as she closed her outdoor as she walked over to his shut door. Opening the door she saw Loki sitting on the corner of his bed with his head in his hands. She frowned slowly closing the door behind her as she made her way to him "What do you want" he called out bitterly "Don't be such a woman. What's wrong with you? You're not usually, like this" she said gesturing towards him "....Why would you care" he snapped glaring at her "Loki..." her voice was soft as she sat next to him "I care because...well... I really do see you as someone I am close to" "You mean like friends?" he sounded disgusted "...Don't sound so disgusted and I wouldn't go that far. We aren't friends" she smiled slightly "More like, strangers that are closer than the common stranger" Loki stayed quiet. Collecting his thought and letting her words sink in- "Loki... tell me what's wrong?" "I genuinely enjoy your company, even if you do get on my nerves sometimes. I find you frustratingly intelligent yet somewhat dense when you have your 'Thor' moments" he chuckled lightly "What I'm trying to say is... when you head back to Midgard, I will miss you. You truly make this Palace lively...and tolerable-" "And you said I wasn't your friend" she chuckled bumping his shoulder with hers "...But I don't want that... I want more than just your friendship. I really do like you (Name) (Last name)." he explained.

(Name) stared at him in disbelief 'did he really say those words?' She thought to herself thinking she had heard wrong, or perhaps she was sleep-deprived, she was in a daze trying to process his words "Pardon me, I dazed out... what?" she asked in pure shock. A frown was imminent on his face as he repeated himself. He was now facing her as he stared at her. The large window and the light of the moon shined through giving them a pale glow. (Name) blinked as he grabbed her hand with a cold hand. He was embarrassed to repeat his words; leaning in he used his free hand to softly grab the back of her neck bringing her in as he kissed her. The kiss was so soft and light, closing her eyes in bliss relaxing to his touch; once comfortable it left when he pulled back. She opened her eyes and watched him as she slowly leaned in for another kiss; it was soft yet an underlying feeling of hungry lust. She placed a delicate hand on his cheek as she kissed him, she could feel his hesitant hand reach her side as he leaned her back on the bed; their lips finding each other every time and moving as one. "Loki" she huffed pulling back "(Name) I want you in body, mind, and soul. You have to believe me" he spoke softly as he held her cheek "I know...But-" she mumbled, sitting up a little. "Not the answer I was looking for," he said in a joking way to hide the pain he felt. She saw how he pulled back to get off her as she sat up. She panicked a little and grabbed his hand. She cast her eyes down as she got nervous "Loki...I really do like you, but how can I believe you? We go through this so many times, one minute we are civil and the next we are at each other's throats. I live in Midgard... I don't compare to the true Asgardians here... I don't what nor will I be one of your playthings" (Name) said truthfully hating the idea of being played, by him, of all people. "(Name) you are like me in so many ways and I will wholeheartedly trust you, I may not talk to you much but...somehow when I'm upset you always make me smile, you know when I am bothered you, on rare occasions you stand up for me when clearly I am in the wrong." he chuckled softly as he kneeled in front of her holding her hands "And by gods and by the Alfather I love you, (Name); till the day I die, till my last breath, I will always love you." He spoke seriously

The clothes were off; (Name) was under him, her hair fanned out under her. Loki kissed her tenderly, his hand running down her thigh to hook it around his waist; feeling him grind on her softly had her aching for more. Trailing kisses down her neck to her chest, leaving marks now and then as he made sure to give her pure bliss. (Name) hooked her arm under his arm grabbing his shoulder while the other hand grabbed his hair. He slowly eased himself into her, the pain unbearable despite the fact he had prepared her before entering himself in her. Letting out a small noise of discomfort Loki slowed himself down for her sake to adjust to him. He whispered sweet words in her ear.  She would have thought that he would say dirty things, but he didn't. Perhaps for the first time together, he wanted to make sure she felt nothing but love, and maybe the next time he was willing to show and teach her a thing or two. His trusts were controlled and paced, but soon the young prince was growing needier to hear (Name) moans; aside from the erotic breathy gasps and soft moans he wanted her to say his name. He had lifted her hips slightly to change the angle, so he had a deeper penetration. The new feeling had caused (Name)'s eyes to shut and a somewhat loud moan came out from her. Her leg pulling him closer to her but her body was shaking "Are you okay?" He asked in worry as she hid her face in his shoulder "Sorry... I'm fine, Just do that again please" she begged quietly "Say my name" he growled in her ears giving a slow thrust "L-Loki!" she called in surprise. Smirking he did as told. She tightened around his shaft; he grunted from the sudden tightness but what drove him on edge a little were the moans she made when he would move in her. Grabbing one of her legs, throwing it over his shoulder as he was getting a deeper penetration making her go wild.

The constant motion of him moving in and out of her vaginal area caused her to arch her back as she grabbed his forearms. The sound of skin slapping together, their body covered in a coat of thin sweat from their passionate activity. The way he filled her up and the way he moved skillfully hitting each spot that caused her body to overdrive, she thought he couldn't get any better-Loki had moved a hand over to her clit and began to rub in a circular motion sending her in the shivering mess. 8,000 of her nerves began to tingle and boil in ecstasy from his skillful stimulation, he thrust in her in rhythmic movements but would vary from slow and hard to fast; giving her pure bliss. She had reached her limit giving out a loud moan that she knew she couldn't suppress, she called out his name; her back arched before lying exhausted on the bed. Loki too lets out a loud moan; grunting out 'fuck' following it with her name in bliss as he released himself in her. Finally, the two were done and exhausted. laying next to her; the two panting heavily. He turned to her laying form and embraced her in a protective hug, kissing her forehead tenderly, she soon fell into a deep peaceful slumber Loki following soon after.

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Never Doubt My Love For You

Pairing: Sinister!Strange x Fem!Reader

Synopsis: Its your birthday and you would rather not bother with it but Sinister changes your viewpoint of the day you used to dread.

Word Count: 843

Warnings: Angst, Major Tooth Rotting Birthday Fluff, Fluffy Sinister Showing His Soft Side, Slight Adult Themes

A/N: This is my little birthday fic for myself that I wanted to share with all of you. Its semi proof read. I hope you Enjoy it.

It felt like any other day in the New York City Sanctum except it wasn’t for it was your birthday. You didn’t want Stephen to make a fuss about it, so you opted to not mention it. Looking around the place you grabbed the trinkets on the tables and organized them. Taking the duster and cleaning the place as spotless as possible to push the day out of your mind, it you keep busy the day will be over soon enough. Moving to the chambers you dusted the wooden furniture, taking the time to make sure the bed was properly made and looking presentable. Not that it mattered anyways for you and Sinister were the only occupants in this universe.

Only once your tasks were completed did you notice that you haven’t heard from Sinister, usually he was always within eye shot of you or at most the room next door. Placing the cleaning supplies in the closet you quickly changed into Stephens Columbia University hoodie with black sweatpants. Closing the bedroom doors, you roamed the halls seeking your husband. Looking through every room Sinister was nowhere to be found, it was the oddest thing. Did he go out without me or something? Worry started creeping into your mind as you descended the stairs only to suddenly notice a pleasant smell…chocolate? 

Noticing the smell was coming from the kitchen you walked over and opened the door to the most tender sight. Sinister didn’t leave, he was only baking you a birthday cake. Leaning against the doorframe you kept silent as you watched Sinister carefully apply the icing. Taking in the slight smile on his face as he smoothly spread out the chocolate frosting you couldn’t help but grin yourself. It was only when you gave out a soft sigh did, he even notice you were watching him. He was then attempting to pat some of the flour off his dark robes to little avail.

“Oh, my love. I wasn’t expecting you to see this until I was finished. I wanted to surprise you with a homemade cake.” 

Slowly stepping towards him you smiled, “Ah yes, I can see that. You really didn’t have to do this Stephen”

“Oh, but I wanted to. You know I love doing things for you” he smiled gently while placing a candle in the center of the cake. 

Wrapping your arms around his waist you pulled him in for a kiss. It was gentle at first, but as Sinister felt your lips pressing firmer, he parted his welcoming the sweet taste of your tongue. He locked a hand at the base of your neck pulling you in as close as possible, tilting your head back to gain deeper access to you. Hearing your soft coos made his trousers tighten and his heart skipped a beat. 

Stephen was always an excellent kisser without a doubt but this one felt special and more intimate. He wanted to show you how special you are always but, on your birthday, he always tried to show more so his love for you.

Pulling away with just a hair breath distance he lifted your chin facing him declaring, “Never doubt my love for you my precious dove”

He lifted the cake up to you making a quick gesture with his hand and the candle lit up. You couldn’t help but smile brightly giggling.

“Happy birthday make a wish my kitten,” he purred softly.

Taking a small inhale, you closed your eyes pausing a moment and blew. Sinister removed the candle and reached for the knife when you grabbed his hand and pulled him in once more making his eyes slightly widen.

“Im not quite in the mood for cake just yet,” you cooed.

“Well, what would you like to do then, its your day,” he smiled.

Tracing your finger along the counter you took an index finger and ran in softly through the chocolate icing. Placing it inside your mouth you let out a soft moan as you slowly cleaned off your finger. Stephens eyes glimmered bright as he watched in awe; he knew what you were doing. You little minx. 

“I want you to make love to me”

Stephen wasted no time pulling you in for another kiss. He wanted to be gentle but at this point with the hunger in your voice and desperation in your touch his skin was on fire, screw gentle.Hearing your moans deepen he tiled your head back to gain better access to your mouth. He wanted more and needed more of you always. You could make out the needy groans from the base of his throat making you smirk on the corner of your lips. Stephen always said you had this enchantment on him, he sometimes had a hard time believing you were real. Pulling away to catch your breath Sinister gently scoped you up bridal style resting his forehead upon yours. He slowly carried you to your shared chamber peppering your face and neckline with kisses.

“Who am I to say no to my birthday princess”

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I'll Give You The Moon And Stars

Tumblr somehow deleted this story so I had to repost it.....So here I am once again. (Don't let this flop lol)

Pairing: Sinister!Strange x Fem!Reader

Synopsis: It finally here! Your wedding day to Sinister Strange. But he has a few surprises up his sleeve to make your best day ever even better than you could dream.

Word Count: 2.9K

Warnings: None really just tooth rotting fluff, Mutual pining

A/N: This story is somewhat of a self indulgent piece. It came to me one night bc I have always wanted to Waltz, let alone with Mr.Sinister.

Theres references to The Phantom of the Opera & Outlander!!!!

I have a strong headcannon that he is very light on his feet. Plus I can’t help but think of Sinister without Once Upon A Dream playing in my mind.

Steadily pacing around the grand room back and forth with the feeling of butterflies in your stomach, you kept wiping your outstretched hands on your legs because your palms wouldn’t stop sweating. Eyeballing the long A-line black and purple ombre dress hanging off the four-poster bed. Gathering your courage to shuffle towards it, lifting it gently off the plush hanger. The soft taffeta texture along with the outer tulle feeling soft against your skin; fingers gently dancing over the moonstone beads. The constellation patterns embellished on the waistline giving off a shimmer in the light. Tears welling in your eyes, for it was finally your wedding day. 

Sure, it wasn’t the ceremony you first envisioned since you were a little girl. The typical tradition of a Church and a huge gathering never resonated with you anyway. But Sinister latched onto your heart and swept you off your feet. He was without question the love of your life. Ever since you arrived in his world you slowly began to change him. His heart thawing like Spring warning away the frosty ice of Winter. You couldn’t wait to become his wife. 

Wiping away the gentle tears cascading down your cheeks to slide off the silken nightgown from your shoulders, tossing it to the side. Sliding into the gown gently right foot first, then the left. Zipping up the side of it, the corset snugging all the right places. Taking the extra time to adjust the black lingerie stockings giving them a light snap against your thigh. Tussling your hair slowly walking towards the embellished mirror you couldn’t believe how gorgeous you looked. You really did feel like a true Disney princess. That is, if princesses were into gothic attire.

Strapping on the black wedges to stand upright, making your way back to the four-poster bed reaching for the blood red rose bouquet that was decorated with purple lace. Peaks of white babies’ breath sticking out between them. Grabbing the perfume bottle off the vanity to generously sprits yourself with ‘Into the Night’ perfume. Its delicate amber scent danced around your senses. It was your signature scent and Sinister adored it. His heart always skipping a beat when walking into a room and knowing you where just there from the smell alone. The sheer intoxication of it all leaving an imprint on his mind and his senses. 

Taking a deep breath to steady your nerves, fingers wrapped around the silver door latch finally making your exit to the grand sanctum. This is it……The next time you returned would not be (Y/L/N), but Mrs.Strange. The thought of it making your heart flutter faster. 

Shoes quietly stepping on the floor to turn the corner slowly; finally arriving in the main room. There by the glowing window of the seal of Vishanti was your fiancé and soon to be husband, Sinister Strange. His tall lean frame silhouetted forming his hands behind his back facing outside the giant window. Safe assumption that he was in deep thought. 

Stepping out of the dark hallway looking up to him swallowing back tears you beckoned playfully, “Hello handsome.” His head perked to turn, slowly shifting completely around finding himself almost falling over if he wasn’t struck dead in his tracks. 

Eyes wide scanning up and down your gorgeous frame, his admiring gaze never wavering. A look full of pure uninhibited love. You looked like an angel. My angel of music. His sea glass eyes blown wide; mouth slightly open. She is absolutely beautiful. Just keep composure…and don’t cry. Its not everyday the worlds most powerful sorcerer is rendered speechless.

Face beaming, finding yourself in awe at how handsome he looked as well. He always took your breath away. Instead of his usual tunic he opted for a black victorian jacquard swallowtail frock coat with a matching vest. Completing the look with a dark purple ascot necktie. His Pressed black trousers accompanied by the solid black wingtip oxford shoes. The usual disheveled silken hair swept back neatly with a pomade. Of course, except for a few strands cascading down his forehead, slightly veiling his chiseled cheeks. The uniformed look of his silver strands on his temples giving off a soft glow from the light. He truly looked superbly divine and delectable. The things I would do to him tonight……

With an endearing grin he extended his left hand outward, the baritone in his voice dropping an octave that always drove you crazy sending an electric shock up your spine, “Darling……come here”

A wide smile spreading across your face emitting a giggle from you. Your smile always to sent a flood of warmth through his chest every time he saw it. Stepping closer grasping his hand bringing it up to his velvet lips, eyes never breaking contact with yours to slowly place a soft kiss on your fingers. Blue eyes shimmering like two glowing pools causing the heat to rise from your chest up to your cheeks.

Clearing his throat Sinister couldn’t help but to speak above a whisper; gently turning your hand over. Lips caressing your delicate palm to steal more kisses from your open hand between pauses, “You look…absolutely divine my love…so breathtaking. My angel.”

Smiling back sheepishly, “You’re not so bad yourself Stephen, you cleanup nice. Always such a gentleman to me.” Stroking his goatee giving it a light tug winking at him, noticing the tips of his ears turning pink with his cheeks.

Returning to stand upright never releasing your hand Sinister slowly guided you to the center of the Sanctum Hall, his oxford heels echoing off the wooden floor. Surrounded by snuffed out candles and musical instruments he waved his free hand to illuminate the candles surrounding you. Filling the hall with soft glowing warmth. The elegant glow dancing off your faces, accentuating his defined face and cheekbones, it felt like a living fairytale. 

Giving a heartfelt sigh, “You never cease to impress me Stephen, I always love when you use magic,” giving his hand a light squeeze.

“My bride deserves the best. This is the start of the rest of our lives, and I want to give you the moon and the stars. I love you with my whole heart (y/n),” guiding your hand bringing it up to his chest.

Being how it was just the two of you in this fractured world together you mutually agreed to exchange vows and rings with each other. Over the course of a year the two of you noticed this world slowly beginning to rebuild itself. Plants where sprouting, and you even pointed out some baby doves outside nesting on the library window. A normal explanation couldn’t be placed as to why, but Sinister deeply believed that it was your love and inner magic that was helping to sew this universe back together. He convinced himself he would be destined to wander it alone. For years his heart pined for companionship, but loneliness along with time began to calcify his heart due to the shame of his past. But you came into his life and repaired a broken man who believed in love all over again. A debt he could never fully repay. The closest he could muster was to ask for your hand and become his for eternity.

A loving smile formed on your lips, “I love you to Stephen…so much”

Feeling his rapid heartbeat through his vest you brought your palm up to cup his face, he leaned into it grabbing urgently with both hands. Like you were a dream, and he was afraid he would wake up from it.  After some time you spoke gently, “I would like to begin my love, for I can not wait any longer for you to be my wife (Y/N)”

Smiling at his eagerness you nodded, his stance erect he pulls out a folded parchment. Hands shaking a bit more then usual as his slender fingers unfolded the weathered paper. A clear sign he has taken many a time to write it out. Reaching for his hand once again for support feeling it get tighter as he read, “I Stephen Vincent Strange, take you to be my loving wife. To have, to hold from this day forward, for better, for worse, for richer for poorer, in sickness and in health, to love and to cherish you with every fiber of my soul till death we do part, and this is my solemn vow. Today I promise to respect you always. I will share the good times and bad times with you, be a support and guide. I promise to worship you at your feet for all eternity. You know me better than anyone else in this world and somehow still you manage to love me…...You are my best friend and one true love. Above all, I will love you from now until our day’s end.” 

 Suddenly breaking eye contact he gazed down away from you, hearing a sniffle to notice a single tear stream down his cheek. Bringing your soft hand up brushing it away with your thumb. A small smile on your lips you gently guided his head steadily upwards with your thumb and index finger, “That was perfect my love. I couldn’t have put it better myself.” Sinister couldn’t help but chuckle sheepishly at your affection. 

It left you speechless with your stomach doing somersaults. Fighting back your own tears your heart felt like it was going to burst. It was your turn to speak your heartfelt vow. Opting to not write anything you always spoke from the heart. But suddenly your brain was like a deer caught in the headlights.

 In a moment that felt like an eternity Sinister gave a chuckle to mouth the words, “you can do it my love,” squeezing your hands reassuringly. Giving a somber smile returning your hands downward gazing at Sinister straight into his blue eyes boldly professing, “I (Y/N), pledge to you Steven Vincent Strange, to always catch you before you stumble, and lift you over every threshold. I will always be by your side not only as your lover, but as your best friend. I promise to love you every day that I’m breathing. This is my solemn vow. You have the core of my heart beating for you, a love beyond what a metaphor can ever express.”

Closing his eyes releasing a heartfelt sigh that seemed like he was breathing in your words; he brought your hands to his lips. Waving his hand summoning light purple magic, a small ring box floated into his palm. The slender scarred digits slowly fishing out two matching wedding bands that were black with silver lining. Your ring accompanied by a small white diamond embedded into the jet black metal. 

Taking a band in each of your hands sliding them onto each others left ring finger. A symbol of undying love to your heart-lines. Holding Sinister’s fingers in the delicacy of yours rubbing your thumb over the band. His slender fingers even more beautiful than before. 

Together you had one last step in the ceremony to perform. Taking the purple lace from your bouquet to wrap your hands in unison. Sinister’s palm resting above yours, snugged between the soft fabric. Creating a bind symbolizing the bonding of both your lives. Reciting the planned vows, eyes never leaving each other in perfect unison to recite.

“You are Blood of my Blood, and Bone of my Bone. I give you my Body, that we Two might be One.  I give you my Spirit, ’til our Life shall be Done”

Sinister unraveled the purple fabric to magic it back onto your bouquet. Both releasing a joyous sigh, returning your hands back together. His thumb rubbing across your ring finger. With slightly choked up tempo you said, “I now pronounce us husband…...and wife.” Slightly bouncing up and down hardly containing your excitement, a huge smile beamed across your face.

Sinister wasted no time gently grabbing by both sides of your face. His large hands cradling you like precious porcelain. Pulling you in eagerly for a deep passionate kiss; lips melting together his mouth giving promises of love and protection. It felt like eternal bliss. Surrounded by the flicker of candlelight and for a moment forgetting the world around both of you existing. Pulling away glacially to look up at Sinister smiling down at you. 

“I love you; I love you with all my soul (Y/N Strange).” Rubbing a thumb gently across your cheek you blushed at the sentiment of using your newly claimed last name.

“I love you too Stephen Strange”

“I believe your husband owes you a first dance”

Your ears perked up at the sudden thought. You have always wanted to dance. It’s something you missed greatly. 

“That sounds incredible Stephen, yes please let’s do it.” Trying to contain your excitement, your hands still clasped together. Releasing from your grasp Sinister once again made a gesture with his hands; purple glowing magic emanating and surrounding all around you both. With wide eyes you saw the candles begin to hover and the instruments began to play. Finishing it off with a giant glowing chandelier up above. Hearing the familiar tempo of the music travel in your ears, tears formed in your eyes. Noticing the sound of the familiar score of Tchaikovsky’s Sleeping Beauty Waltz.

“Stephen…but how did you know”

Hands behind his back he paced slightly in front of you. “I know you more then anyone my love. You spoke about how you wanted to be a Disney princess. I felt this score fit perfectly. What kind of a husband would I be if I did not fulfill your every dream”

 Heart beating faster in your chest, feeling like you were on cloud nine. The familiar mm-bap-bap of the score leading the opening musical bar, Sinister taking a bow before you returning upright. His hand extended outward for you.

His baritone voice speaking gently, “May I have this dance my princess”

“I’d be honored”

Setting the bouquet on the grand piano to take his hand in yours, grabbing you by the small of your waist. Slowly at first guiding you across the sanctum floor with upmost grace. Not surprised that he was very experienced with waltzing. His steps ever fluid with the ¾ time, keeping up the pace with ease. No partner you’ve ever had could hold a candle to his dancing skills. The tail of his coat lifting with every gentle hop. His movement’s sweeping like a ghost across the dance floor. 

The score began to swell louder while keeping your pace together in perfect unison. Gliding across ever faster on the floor; your wedding dress swishing majestically like a work of moving art. Sinister couldn’t take his cerulean eyes from you. For all he cared the world would be burning and he would die a happy man.

“Ive said this a thousand times and I’ll keep saying it till my last breath, but you are beautiful. You are the sexiest thing in the world, never forget that” he breathed against your ear. 

“And I’ll never get tired of your sweet side Stephen”

 As the music began to die down so did your pace. Spinning around slower and slower until you fell into a deep embrace. His arms felt like home, the candles twinkling like lights from fairies. Sinister drew you closer to wear you were a breath away from each other. Noses nuzzling pulling you in for another kiss. Softly at first his mouth brushed against your lower lip. The beard tickling your soft skin. Melding together finally to tilt your head up deepening the kiss. Releasing a soft moan in sweet unison you lunged forward deeper on your tiptoes to get the most of his mouth. Tightening his grip around your waistline, he dipped you back to steal another kiss. This time his velvet tongue penetrating your lips, claiming access to your warm silken mouth. You welcomed it greatly never wanting to let go.

Releasing to catch your breaths Sinister leaned his forehead against yours, a huge smile radiating off of your faces. Gently rising you back up to kiss your forehead softly. Clutching each other with a loving embrace. Your cheek resting on his firm chest feeling it rise and fall. 

 “So…,” he trailed off. “What shall we do next?”

A smirk forming on the corner of your lip you knew exactly what he was hinting at. Placing your palms to his strong chest, leaning up with just a whisper of distance to form the most seductive voice cocking an eyebrow, “If I’m not mistaken, this is where we go upstairs and make our marriage official”

A growl emitting from his chest, eyes forming with lust he didn’t miss a beat and swooped you up bridal style to briskly carry you upstairs towards your shared chamber.

“Say no more, as the saying goes happy wife…...happy life,” he winked at you with that sideways smirk you loved so much.

Exclaiming boldly, you realized, “But wait! What about the candles?!” 

Biting your earlobe gently he growled into your ear.

“Those can wait, for I have more important things to tend too. For I’ve got an appointment with heaven and an angel needs tending to.” Giggling into his steady frame your cheeks flushing the deepest red. It was the best day if your life. 

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Till The End Of Time

Smut - Explicit content - NSFW - 18+ only!

Pairing: Sherlock Holmes x Female Reader

Summary: After years of living a busy life and being the worlds only consulting detective. Sherlock Holmes basks in the glow of fatherhood. Together you opt for a movie night, leaving Sherlock with other ideas in mind for the two of you.

Warning: - Heavy Fluff & Smut, Fingering, Pure Mutual Admiration, Praise Kink, P In V Sex, Hair Pulling.

•This came to me as I was organizing my music. I hope you all enjoy it. (Who wouldn’t enjoy Sherlock as a father 🥹) I am slowly returning to my inbox requests so please bare with me. If you like the song you can check out my Sherlock Holmes Playlist. As always likes, comments and reblog’s are always welcome•

Stroking Sherlocks soft brown curls between your fingers you couldn't help but give a joyful sigh. It was the perfect day, and Sherlock wanted nothing more than to enjoy the weekend with his girls. After retirement, it took a while for your husband to live a slower life amongst people.

For decades all Sherlock Holmes knew was solving criminal cases, chasing one high with the next. The Consulting Detective was never one to admit that he would become the ‘settle down’ type of man. But after time and great patience, Sherlock Holmes grew to fall in love with what normal people would call human domesticity.

Resting your arm around his neck Sherlock craned his head bringing your hand up, kissing each finger gently as your daughter continued sleeping in his lap. His free hand continued playing with Amelia's curls while his eyes trailed to yours. That piercing green gaze that always sent flutters through your stomach. To most Sherlock wasn't an easy person to read, but this look said it all as you felt the heat rise in your cheeks.

“I love you both so much y/n,” he broke the silence, “You and Amelia have brought me more happiness than anything could ever give,” his lips went back to your hand as he glacially made his way to your wrist. Placing a delicate kiss on your pulse point you released an impulsive groan bringing your legs closer in a foolish attempt to hide what the heart truly desired.

“And I love you S-Sherlock, we both do more than anything in the world,” you quivered, trying to maintain your composure. Nearly waking Amelia you both paused giggling only for her to continue back to her soft snores. She was always a deep sleeper like you and at times like this it served its benefit. Leaning in slowly you kissed Sherlock, feeling him moan against your soft lips, his free hand cupping your chin as if you were porcelain glass. His thumb stroked your skin softly as you leaned into his touch, soft and secure.

“How about we put Amelia to bed and we can have a movie night? I'll even let you pick the film,” you smiled.

Sherlocks hand trailed down resting on his navy clad leg as he sat contemplating your idea. The edge of his lip formed a familiar smirk as he quickly stole another kiss.

“That sounds more than fair,” he agreed.

Sliding your arm off, Sherlock stood up opting to carry Amelia to her room. Her small delicate limbs clung to her fathers frame like a tiny koala as his long fingers played with her soft auburn hair. Tucking her in gently, Sherlock kissed Amelia's forehead whispering sweet nothings, stroking her soft curls that strikingly resembled his own. Next to you, she was perfect in his eyes.

“Good night, my dearest Ameila. Mummy and Daddy love you with all of our hearts,” the timber in his voice spoke with promise, closing the door behind him. With a satisfied sigh he rolled his shoulders back with a feeling of confidence. Like the familiar thrill of solving a case Sherlock Holmes couldn’t help but smile from ear to ear.

The two of you brought him more pride and joy than he ever could imagine. All these years he always felt like a pariah, destined to wander this world alone. Sherlock kept convincing himself that he wasn’t worthy of anything good. But with you, it changed the course of his life for the better. With Amelia, life just became more plentiful.

*****

Making a quick change into your pajamas, you sat at the foot of the bed unaware that Sherlock was standing by the door frame on the side safely assuming he was watching this whole time. His eyes glowed in the low light as he took strides closer, wedging himself between your legs opening them wider, his expression drinking in your lovely features. The curls draped over his forehead as he slowly leaned into you, feeling his breath on your skin sent goosebumps up your flesh.

You pulled away, eyeing him with suspicion playfully taking him in, “penny for your thoughts?”

Sherlocks body towered above you, his big hands cupping your face softly bringing you in for a deep kiss. The feeling of his lips ever inviting as his tongue grazed across your lower lip begging for entrance. Together you moaned in sweet unison as he slipped inside, holding your frame up for support as you kissed with heated passion. Feeling his strong legs between yours you couldn’t help but bring your fingers up to his waistband pulling him closer. It was enough to spur him on as he continued kissing you. All that could be heard was your shared moans as you suddenly pulled away suddenly remembering the plans for tonight.

“Wait. S-Sherlock. What about the film?” You pleaded, his lips trailing your collarbone. The flecks of his tongue against your skin made you release a sharp hiss. His tongue continued nibbling your ear as you melted under his hypnotic touch. Powerful and strong, he was able to read you better than anyone. He pulled away leaving the both of you breathless as he rested his forehead against yours smiling sheepishly.

“I had another plan besides a film my darling. Much more pleasurable plans. And beside,” taking his fingers he slid off your top leaving your top half exposed, “you said I got to pick what I wanted to watch,” throwing the garment on the floor he gave a soft groan. He couldn't help but stare in awe, “and I choose to watch you come undone by me.”

His baritone voice dropped an octave as he was left stunned, “So perfect,” leaving his mouth agape you stood up to kiss him softly. Your bare chest pressed against his form fitting white shirt that was begging to be ripped off. Sherlock leaned in to kiss you once more as you leaned into his touch. The feel of his large hands pressed against your bare skin left goosebumps in their wake. All that could be heard was the sound of Sherlocks whimpers as your fingers threaded through the curls that crowned his head. He always had a weak spot when you grabbed or played with his tresses.

Sherlock was all too eager to accept the guidance as your hand led him to suck on a nipple, followed the other he traced each bud with delicate care. Knowing all the tricks to make your knees buckle. He was feeling you getting impatient as you pulled his head away, leaving him smiling. The sound of his labored breath only turned you on more as your fingers fumbled with the button of his white dress shirt.

You slowly removed his buttoned shirt leaving his top half exposed. The way the moonlight kissed his alabaster skin made your pussy ache. Before you could comprehend Sherlocks palms rested beside you on the bed as you felt the weight shift on both sides of your hips, he wanted more of you as he slowly slid two of his fingers around your waistband. Biting your lips you locked eyes as he slid your bottoms off finally freeing you from your pajamas. He could see the glisten of your eager entrance aching for his attention.

You took a quick hold, grabbing his waistband once more in a desperation to have him closer. Your lips returned in a feral fury as you removed his trousers and boxers in a swift motion. His hands returning to your entrance, you cried a soft moan as his fingers pumped in and out, the feeling was pure ecstasy as you felt your orgasm blossom. It clearly spurred Sherlock on because it made him pick up the pace as his thumb teased in circles around your tender bud.

“Darling you're so beautiful. I love the way you look with my fingers inside of you,” he purred curling his finger in that spot. The sweet spot that always had you see stars. Before you knew it you cried out in pure pleasure as Sherlock watched on, grinning with pride.

Coming down from your high Sherlock paused, bringing a foot up he placed a kiss on your ankle. Hearing you giggle his green eyes glowed as he locked into your gaze. He slowly crawled on top of you kissing up the length of your body, his arms cadging you in as he leaned down kissing you softly. Sherlock was always a passionate person deep down and to find himself lost in this moment was something of a dream. The look of your pebble flushed breasts accompanied by the look in your eyes of pure satisfaction. He wanted this moment etched in the walls of his mind palace forever.

He kissed your forehead trailing down to your nose, his lips found yours as he melted into your touch. The great detective was immensely turned to putty by the one thing he can't live without. You. For you fit him better in more ways than one. He brought himself up aligning his cock at your entrance. Giving a few steady pumps with his hand you took in the glisten of pre cum beading off the tip making you bite your lip once more. Bracing his shoulders for support as he asked, “Are you ready my love?” Sherlock's eyes never left yours as he scanned you for absolute permission.

Taking a hand you cupped the back of Sherlocks neck, bringing him close and kissing him gently. Showing assurance the kiss was soft and bared your heart filled trust. No words were needed as Sherlock slowly thrusted himself in. You both shared a groan as the kiss never broke. Allowing yourself to adjust before he pulled away gently, he locked on your gaze once more purring into your ear.

“Promise me one thing y/n,” he went even slower, itching himself deeper as he slowly bottomed out. Savoring the moment of feeling his cock stretching you so unbelievably full. You clenched slightly causing Sherlocks hands to suddenly dig into your hips knowing damn well it will leave marks.

“W-what's that,” you stuttered as he kept up his thrust, determined to make you feel complete.

Sherlock caged his arms around you as he paused leaning into your ear his voice purred against your ear, “that you're mine. Forever,” returning to his pace your nails dug into his back. Your hand laced the nape of his neck, pulling him in for a deep kiss. A kiss that spoke of untimely promise. He kept up the pace as you moaned once more in pleasure.

“Always!,” feeling your climax blooming, your nails dug into his pale back even deeper, “I promise Sherlock. Now please go faster,” you begged, feeling your heels dig deeper, spurring him on as it only took those words for him to start thrusting into you at such a pace; A pace you will know you'll feel the next day.

“Jesus Sherlock!” You groaned into his neck, his curls sticking to his sweat glistened forehead as he kissed you. Stifling all moans as you rode your climax. The feeling bloomed as his hips moved at this new angle that made you suddenly see stars. Whatever god you were chanting was wasted as Sherlock slammed into you one last time. Your orgasm hit you, making your eyes practically fall into the back of your head as you drenched his cock with your nectar.

“That's my good girl,” he smiled, feeling the praise go right to your solar plexus. You were always a sucker for admiration. He pulled out gently making you wince, you couldn't help but miss the feeling of him. Throwing the blanket iver Sherlock quickly returned with a tray full of essentials. Even after lovemaking he always believed in aftercare. The tray consisted of two sleeptime teas, massage oil and a small stack of what looks like steaming towels.

“You always take such wonderful care of me Sherlock, how did I get so lucky?” He traced a warm towel over your center as he was careful not to overstimulate. He reached for the glass bottle of oil, pouring it over his elegant digits as he signaled you to lay on your stomach. The feeling of his strong hands worked every aching nerve as you sank into the mattress.

“It's not luck y/n I just love taking great care of what is precious to me,” he spoke softly rubbing every part of your skin. The oil felt amazing as he finished with your shoulders sealing the gesture with a kiss he rubbed his hands dry on a towel before reaching for your tea. Covering with the blankets you snuggled closer together as you both sipped your beverages in complete happiness enjoying the moment shared between you both. For life could not be any more satisfying than having you and Amelia at his side.

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Fic Request: Stephen x Female Reader, Birthday blues but then Stephen makes it better with a kiss

18+ ONLY CONTAIN HEAVY FILTH & SMUTT

Pairing: Armani!Strange x Fem!Reader

Synopsis: This is the Sequel to Caught In The Web

Stephen finally gets his long awaited payback for what you put him through

Word Count: 1.9 K

Warnings: Daddy Kink, BDSM, Bondage Kink, Praise kink, Mutual Love, Oral Female Receiving.

A/N: Oh I got your request covered boo! This took so long to make but here you go you heathens!!! Im sorry for the delay!

“Don’t give me that look sweetheart, you knew this was coming eventually”

Of course, you knew you just had no idea how fast it would catch up with you. It was your birthday, and you thought your boyfriend made plans with reservations for a romantic dinner. But apparently Stephen had other ideas in mind, instead his plan was you tied to the bed all hot and bothered. His orange magic rope tied around your wrists spreading you out, leaving your naked form completely exposed at his mercy. All because of a sinful temptation of you fulfilling a desire…

Eyeing up and down your form he could hear you whimpering, his voice was hungry and spoke with heady desire, “The only question that remains is what to do to you first” 

His black dress shoes echoed off the dark wooden floorboards as Stephen continued pacing back and forth at the foot of the grand four poster bed. Feeling your heart race your eyes followed stephen as the low light from the evening sun casted long shadows off your man upon the dark floor. Rolling up the sleeves of his white Armani dress shirt; the soft texture of the fabric hugged his perfect frame just right; he looked damn fine. The dexterousness of his scarred fingers began rolling the sleeves glacially upward as you put on an adorable pout. Watching his taut forearms flex with every movement he made left you a whimpering horny mess. He knew exactly what he was doing, and he was savoring every delicious minute of it.

Thrashing your wrists moaning out, “But this isn’t fair babe, you strutting around in that suit looking like walking sex. Beside what about our evening plans,” batting your eyelashes you stayed fixated on Stephen; clearly it wasn’t going to work this time. Crawling up the bed you could feel his weight shifting the mattress as his muscular form towered over you. He bit your bottom lip releasing a grunt; placing a soft kiss taming the sting as he pulled a whispers breath away with a smile. His thumb caressing your temple as his blue eyes looked into yours with pure admiration.

“Patience my love…patience”

 Despite his pride he always put you above everything, but for now the dinner can wait for some other time because he wanted to worship you tonight.

Taking his thumb and index finger, he grabbed your chin locking your gaze. His eyes suddenly turning mischievous as his baritone voice dropped an octave, “But who said I was going to play fair? Was it fair of you to leave me completely strung up with my hard cock in your mouth taking advantage of me? Your all mine, and its time for daddy to give a little payback. I want you all for myself tonight.” His finger lightly brushed your lower lip as he leaned in whispering into your ear, “I know its your special day but as a man once said, the bill comes due.” Taking advantage of the situation he bit your earlobe; that alone was enough to send you spiraling.

Craning his head down your neckline, the soft moans emitting from your lips made his throat release a pleased hum. The vibrations from his mouth against your tender skin always left your pussy throbbing aching for release. It only fueled the urge to reach for his hair, this desire to tug at the silken strands proven a utter failure that snapped you back to reality of the glowing orange rope tugging tighter on your wrists.  

Stephen eyed at your desperate expression; making him chuckle deeper as he took his thumb and index fingers to gently pinch your nipples. Twisting the taut buds made sharp moans ripple from your lips, needless to say it echoed across the empty sanctum. A satisfied chuckle erupted from Stephen’s chest as he lowered his face between the valley of your breast placing a soft kiss over your heart. The scruff texture of his goatee tickled your nipple as he took his lips, locking them around the velvet bud he sucked on your flesh making them more tender. 

 Hearing praises from your lips encouraged Stephen to treat his mouth to the other side. Flicking his tongue ever so slightly over your nipple in circular motions made your back arch higher off the bed. To Stephen your skin always tasted divine.

“Ahhhh!” You groaned as he continued his work. 

 Eyeing your reaction, he took it as an invitation to bite slightly harder that made another hiss like groan to leave your mouth. Stephen was moaning with pleasure at this point while he slid up your body feeling his hardened erection under his trousers that pressed against your tender flesh, he brought his lips to the shell of your ear. His breath warm against your skin making your hair prickle as he whispered, “I’m going to give the gift of me mouth fucking your delicious pussy,” he lightly nibbled on your earlobe making you sharply gasp in pleasure. You always loved Stephen’s cock inside you, but nothing compares when he eats you out. You couldn’t get enough of each other.

 He continued trailing bite marks along your petal soft neckline, despite nobody seeing the purple blooms on your flesh, he still wanted you to know you were his. Any chance of an open opportunity and he was marking your flesh.    

Stephen’s goatee once again tickled your collarbone leaving red patches along your soft flesh, the hairs on your neck stood up as you felt a flutter in your stomach. An inner fire that made you more and more aroused. 

Cadging your head with his strong arms once more, he tilted downward delivering slow kisses. Pulling away to nuzzle your nose, noticing the deeper redden flush of your lips made him pleased. 

Every sense was on high alert as he continued his kisses down your torso.  His lustful blue eyes glowing brighter under the dim light as he rose upward onto his knees. You couldn’t help but drool; watching as your man use his dexterous fingers to undo the tie. Not the normal way; but his magic to remove the tie. Tossing it on you, the textured fabric tickled your already sensitive skin. 

Releasing a huff, you nudged the tie off your face lowering your gaze, your voice becoming stern, “You’re not helping Stephen Strange.”

Returning his slender fingers back to his neckline, he popped each small black button moving ever so slowly downward. Threading his fingers to shed the dress shirt finally exposing his perfect chest. It left you practically purring, your pussy was practically drenched at this point. 

It rendered you speechless, so much so that all you could comprehend to make out where groans as he tossed the shirt on the ground. Leaning forward to thread his fingers through the tossed tie he looked into your eyes asking with a semi-serious tone, “do you trust me?” Nodding your head quickly Stephen wrapped the black tie around your head covering your vision completely. Parting your legs wider with his knees, he noticed your breathing becoming heavier as slid down between your thighs. Heat radiated off your soft skin as his face lined up with your center. Tilting his head, Stephen placed delicate kisses upon your inner thighs in a guide to ease your tension. 

Tracing them lightly he coaxed softly, “Relax babe”

Feeling your legs ease he kissed your mound with a delicate hum as he breathed in your scent.

Trailing his hands up he delicately traced your outer labia with his slender calloused fingers his touch was inviting, the sensation alone was enough to make your hips buck. Groaning from his touch made you crave more, some…any form of a release. His long slender hand cupped your mound as he curled his two fingers in and out of your wet center. A pleasurable moan bursted out of you as stephen kept firmly pumping in and out of you, savoring your velvet center as you chased your first climax.

“That’s right come for me,” he begged heavily.

Feeling a warmth in your core you arched your back in ecstasy as you came undone. Pulling out gently his fingers were coated in your moist arousal as he brought them to his mouth to taste, his nose breathing in your scent he purred, “fuck you taste divine” 

Rolling himself off the bed slowly he sauntered in front of the nightstand, your head shifted with the sound as he pulled out a small bright pink vibrator.  

Closing the shelf gently with two fingers Stephen returned the position on top of you, all you could make out was the sound if something small. 

The moment of realization hit once he brought it up lightly to kiss against your clitoral hood making a loud moan scream from your lips. Pressing the button, it wizzed faster pressing it firmer into your bundled nerve, releasing more heady sharp groans the sensation made your toes curl at the feeling of chasing your sudden ecstasy. His touch rippled through your core as he caressed your inner folds feeling deeper into your wet heat forcing a short moan from your lips, the pulsing vibrations sent shocks up your spine with the familiar feeling building in your lower half. He chuckled pulling the vibrator away leaving you panting. The sopping wetness of your center twitched from the cold air when Stephen took two fingers between your folds parting your sex as you felt the cold air on your sensitive pussy once more. Feeling his lips met your nerved bud as he slowly enveloped your pussy, rolling his tongue in delicate circles ever so gently as he wanted to taste you. Absorb every single moan and writhe from you as possible as he sucked on the nerved bud firmly; it made you buck your hips up higher in response, desperate for more friction.

“Stephen please free me. I need to touch you. Please!”

Feeling his smirk between your folds he snapped his fingers freeing you from his bonds. Throwing your arms down, you released a sharp moan as your fingers threaded through his scalp and tugged in the silken locks. He moaned sharply in response, the vibration causing an electric buzz to crawl up your flesh. The silver of his well-groomed temples now left a disheveled sex of a mess. His well trimmed goatee glistening as it created more friction pressing his head closer against your cunt, desperate for more friction. You moan sharply as his tongue penetrated your center in shallow waves.

Feeling your pussy quiver he brought the vibrator up once again, placing it on your clit as he continued, he feasts upon your core. The aid was overwhelming as you rode out wave after wave of pleasure. The feeling of two things at once caressing on your starved flesh was taking it toll on your body as Stephen placed two fingers inside to rub your center. Feeling the familiar build in your lower half you tugged on his hair harder against your pussy as you rode his face chasing your final release. Before you knew it you cane undone as you guided his head back up to kiss him. Releasing a pleased hum, you could taste yourself on his lips.

He got up to hand you a warm rag, “That was incredible Stephen”

Taking a rag, he helped wipe you clean as he placed his arm around you, pulling you closer to him you rested in his chest.

“Happy birthday my love”

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No thoughts…except dirty ones.

293 notes - Posted August 8, 2022

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Big Bad Wolf

18+ ONLY CONTAIN HEAVY FILTH & SMUTT

Pairing: Sinister!Strange x Fem!Reader

Synopsis: It's a beautiful rainy day at the Sanctum but your bored so Sinister decides to incorporate a fairy tale into the gameplay. You are all too eager to play along.

Word Count: 4.4K

Warnings: Angst, some fluff, deep love, p in v sex, creampie, swearing, Sinister is a bit of a soft!dom, pet names, oral sex (Fem. Receiving), Fingering, No condoms, porn with plot, praise kink, daddy kink

A/N: This smutty story has been rotting in my brain since I first laid eyes on this man. His hands always behind his back like a hunter hunting down his prey. I instantly fell in love with him. He will always be my fictional husband. The song that inspired the story while I was writing is Daddy by Ramsey. I feel like it fits his character so much. Its also my first smutt fic so please be gentle with me.

I really do hope you enjoy it.

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