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frostandflamesfanfic · 2 years

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The Simple Things (Strange x Ace!Reader)

The Simple Things (Rated T)

Request?: YES (For Anon)

Pairing: Stephen Strange x Asexual!Fem!Reader (Romantic)

Warnings: Quite a few here; anxiety, fear of coming out, self-deprecation, acephobia, slight homophobia (if you squint). ASEXUALITY IS A REAL ORIENTATION, FOLKS. Don't think you're less than beautiful people just because you don’t feel the same as others do, because you are amazing -- Happy Pride!

Summary: For you, relationships were about having a serious connection. After years of being with others fixated on "fixing" you, you had all but given up hope of finding happiness and love. Enter Stephen Strange. When Stephen convinces you to go to your high school class reunion, you happen to overhear a comment that makes you uncomfortable. Can you still have your happily ever after?

Baby blue green eyes. They were the first sight that greeted you in the morning and the last thing you saw before you allowed yourself to drift into the endless void of sleep. It was those same eyes that you were currently scanning for throughout the room.

There were so many people around. It was almost like you were suffocating, which was odd. You’ve never been claustrophobic before in your life. It wasn’t that you hadn’t been around this many people, either – you lived in Greenwich Village, for God’s sake. Maybe there was just something about being around people who tormented you for four years and made your life a living hell.

Yeah, that would most definitely do the trick.

It was the fifteen year reunion for your graduating class. You honestly weren’t even sure why you had made the decision to even go to the event. In high school, you never were the most popular. You were a bit of a wallflower, forced to go into hiding after endless teasing and harassment. While everyone else was out sneaking beer and hooking up in their parents’ pool- which was beyond unsanitary and would cause more problems down the line- you were content with coffee and a book in the library.

Unlike your classmates, sex was never a priority for you. You understood its purpose and how it could be fulfilling for some. You weren’t afraid of it. It just didn’t appeal to you. There were far better things out there that could give your relationship purpose. It was the simple things; small acts of kindness to show you truly cared for the other person. None of your past relationships could grasp the concept. It turned out sex was an important part of a romantic connection. The minute you flinched from their advances, they would always try to “fix” you.

“Baby girl,” they would say as they ran a hand against your side. You would grimace at the feeling of their invasive fingers under your shirt, tracing circles on the skin it found. To you, it was crossing a personal boundary. “You’re so beautiful. You just haven’t found the right person yet. Let me show you.”

As the years went on, you continued to go through the motions with lovers…if you’d even call them that. Every time you would establish a connection- a meaningful one- with someone, they would disappear the minute they found out you didn’t want to sleep with them. There were instances where you would curl up in your room wondering why you felt like this. Was there something wrong with you? Was what you wanted really so wrong?

It was around that time you had decided you had enough. You were tired of constantly feeling there was something wrong with you, where people would belittle you for your comforts every chance they had. If there wasn’t a person that could accept how you felt, then maybe you would just be better off alone. Sure, it hurt knowing you wouldn’t be able to have a connection with someone in the way you would like. There was nothing you wanted more than someone to watch Netflix and eat pizza until midnight, hold you while you cried over bad days, place kisses against your forehead when your anxiety got the best of you. Yet, you could never find that.

That all changed when you met Doctor Stephen Strange.

The two of you had met at the deli across town from the Sanctum. You were struggling to place your order, social anxiety not pairing well with your overwhelming hunger. While you were waiting for your name to be called, your brain was already distracted by picking apart everything you said to the cashier. You internally cringed at the way you greeted them and how many times you stumbled over your words. By the time your order was ready, you didn’t even realize you grabbed the wrong sandwich bag.

Stephen had needed to catch up with you, gently reaching for your arm in order to garner your attention. There was a sparking sensation the second he touched you. From the moment the two of you locked eyes, there was no going back. Life with Stephen was easy. Not wanting to risk falling too hard too fast, you somehow found the courage to explain your hesitancy to be intimate. To your surprise, he actually understood.

Stephen never pushed you into doing things you hated or made you uncomfortable. There would be nights the two of you would stay in the Sanctum’s library reading, just enjoying each other’s company. Sometimes you would cook together in the kitchen- easy meals, though, as neither of you were Michelin star chefs. It was beautiful and wonderful all at once. At the same time, you found yourself becoming afraid of messing it up. Surely there would come a time where Stephen would have enough of waiting for any intimacy. What if he changed his mind about your boundaries? Would he think he could fix you, too?

You had tried to fight the fear, truly you did. Yet they persisted and you began to find it more difficult to not give in. You ultimately decided that in order to prevent any future heartbreak, you needed to distance yourself from the sorcerer bit by bit. It led you to becoming nervous and tongue-tied around him – more than usual, anyway. When he noticed your anxieties, he encouraged you to try and see a therapist. He helped you to find someone you’d feel comfortable speaking with and was always willing to talk to you about anything, granted you brought it up to him.

That was the thing with Stephen: he never pressured you into doing something you didn’t want. It was because of him you discovered you were asexual. Even though it didn’t change anything, by having a title, a label, just something to explain how you felt. . .it was almost a relief. There wasn’t anything wrong with you. You were normal. You nearly broke down at the thought of knowing everything you had criticized yourself about was a lie.

It had taken you a bit of time to feel comfortable enough to come out to Stephen, who was officially your boyfriend by then. Your therapist had suggested you set boundaries, being prepared to end the relationship if any new pressures were added. If he can’t appreciate what you are willing to give, Doctor Morrison’s words echoed in your mind, then he isn’t worth having.

When you finished explaining what it meant for the two of you, you were surprised to see a smile on his face. “What’s wrong?” you had asked.

“Nothing,” the tall dark-haired sorcerer spoke as he stood up. “I’m just really proud of you.” He held you at arms length, blue-green eyes locked onto yours. There was an emotion hidden behind them, one you couldn’t really place. Was this really what pride looked like? Stephen leaned down to hesitantly capture your lips with his own, touch gentle and slow. “You can always tell me no. Always.”

You had never felt happier than you ever had that day. If it wasn’t for Stephen, it may have been years before you finally realized what you needed. You may have let your fear get the better of you and lost your chance at happiness with him in the process.

In fact, Stephen was the reason you were here tonight. When he saw the invite in the mail pile, he immediately asked if you were planning on attending. You told him no; what was the point in going when you haven't done much in your life? Reunions were times to brag about how superficially perfect your life was. It was a place for people to fight for the spotlight – something you never were particularly fond of. You didn’t want to jinx any progress you were making at that point, nor go through the humiliating process of being ripped to shreds for the first time since high school.

“I think you should go,” Stephen countered. It was a bit of a shock to you, given how you’ve told him about your hellish high school experience. Why would he want you to go back to relive the trauma after you just started to break away from it? “Show them the person you’ve become.” He paused to give you a bit of a wink. “Besides, I can get a closer look at where my beautiful girlfriend grew up. If things go south, I think Wong would be able to overlook a few transformed humans in the basement.”

When you still hesitated, Stephen sighed. “Look,” he tried again, pressing a kiss to your forehead. The sweet gesture sent a shiver down your spine and you felt your face begin to heat up with the promise of a blush. Only he had the ability to make you feel like this. “You’re making progress and you should be proud of yourself, just like I am of you. You don’t have to say anything about it – you just deserve a day where you get to get dressed up and kick some ass. Preferably not mine.”

You weaved your way through the crowd of people schmoozing over thin stemmed glass champagne flutes. Eyes tore through the room, pleading with the universe to allow them to find your boyfriend. Things hadn’t changed much since the days you were roaming the halls as a teenager. Drinks were plentiful and flirting was considered a social courtesy.

Unfortunately for you, Marsha Collins, the former class president, had made it her mission to stop you in your tracks. She clearly wanted to be sure you knew how much she had forgotten you. “Oh my god!” she exclaimed. “I almost missed you! You look so good, so much different!” She tossed a handful of her platinum blonde hair behind her. “I heard you’re dating someone? I remember you were going through that whole celibacy thing in high school!! Everyone thought you were going to be a nun!”

You cleared your throat as she continued laughing. They used that joke they had in high school and they were still using it now. As you tried to defend yourself, you cringed at the fact that your voice cracked and stuttered. “I-I am dating someone. An Ave-avenger, actually.”

“Whoa, good for you.” You couldn’t help the microsmirk that tugged at your lips. “How good was the score?”

“...pardon?”

“You know, how good was he?”

You could feel your face burst into flames as your anxiety began to kick in. It was just like high school all over again. All you wanted to do was run into the bathroom to hide. In an attempt to get out of the conversation, you abruptly excused yourself from the conversation and raced into the school hallways. You pulled your phone out of your clutch and dialed Stephen’s number, only to reach voicemail on the fifth ring.

You ran a hand down against your face as you sighed in frustration. No one understood it. They only wanted to make you feel insignificant. You had just started to welcome the idea of your newfound identity and here they were trying to tear it down. While you wandered through the hall, you heard a series of laughter and a familiar richly deep voice.

“Oh god,” the voice you recognized to be Patrick Marduso, “there goes Elizabeth and Maxine. I think I’d jump off a bridge if I were in a sexless marriage like theirs. I mean, it’s bad enough that they’re married, but could you imagine the bedroom between them…” He let out a low groan. “Hot.”

That’s when you heard a familiar laugh in the crowd. A sound you had grown to love within your home. Stephen was laughing at something as humiliating as that. Not only that, but you could barely contain yourself with the next question.

“I'm sure she keeps you satisfied," Patrick mentioned in what you assumed was regards to you.

“Pardon?” the shuffling of feet came to a halt as Stephen contemplated the other male’s question.”

“I’m talking about your girlfriend, dude!” Patrick was smug now. “You know, I always thought she was hot. But then she went and did that whole celibacy thing and got us all screwed over. Nobody could get her to do anything. It became a bit of a bet to see who could get to her first.”

Stephen nodded. “Well, I can assure you I'm plenty satisfied.” What?

There was a smack sound as Patrick clapped a palm against your boyfriend’s shoulder. “My guy!” he exclaimed, speech slightly slurred from too many trips to the champagne refill table. “Glad to see someone could get her to open up! You got it good, man. I mean, damn, did you see her in that dress tonight? You’re in for something tonight.”

When the next laugh escaped from your boyfriend, you felt your heart shatter into pieces. “I think it’s the other way around,” Stephen replied with a chuckle. “She’s going to have a night that she’ll never forget.”

That did it. The wolf whistle from Patrick, along with a shouting of, “my man!” was enough to send you over the edge. Without another thought, you sent a text to Stephen telling him you needed to leave. You also told him you needed to talk after he returned home from his new friends.

You didn’t waste any time after returning to the Sanctum to peel the dress off of your form and snuggle into a baggy sweatsuit. Before you left, you were actually proud of your appearance. Everything had hugged the best curves of your body in the best way possible. You looked good and most importantly you felt good. Now you couldn’t get away from the mirror fast enough.

The fears you had worked so hard to prevent came back like a phoenix from the ashes. You had been so proud of the progress you were making, not to mention the connection you had with Stephen. You knew you should have just laughed everything off. It wasn’t your previous classmates’ business to know what happened behind closed doors. Yet the minute they started to peel at your layers, you felt exposed and you hated that feeling. Suddenly, you were back in high school, hiding in the girl’s bathroom just waiting for everything to just stop.

“Darling?” Stephen’s voice called the minute you curled up on your side of your shared bed. You could hear his quick pace as he checked through the Sanctum. He swore loudly when he tripped over a rug and collided with an object in the hallway. “Damn it, where are you?”

You didn’t want to alert him of your presence in the bedroom, but a small part of you felt bad about letting him panic for your safety. “In here,” you called quietly.

A sigh of relief sounded from the sorcerer and he shuffled his way through the door frame. Even though you were frustrated with him, you still couldn’t help but to admire how nice he looked in his suit. You rarely had an opportunity to see him in anything else than his robes and Cloak of Levitation. A small smile threatened to slip out when you noticed how the black jacket made his blue-green eyes just pop in the dim light of your bedroom.

“Hey,” he spoke softly and moved to kneel next to the bed. “What’s going on? Are you feeling alright? Is that why you left?”

After a shaky intake of breath, you closed your eyes to prepare your question. You had never been a confrontational person, but this was Stephen. This was the love of your life. You wanted things to work out between the two of you – they just had to. In order to move past this, though, you just needed to know. “Why would you tell them that, Stephen?”

“Tell who what?” The dark haired man in front of you frowned in confusion.

“You told Patrick that you were satisfied!”

“So I can’t tell them that I’m comfortable with our relationship?!” he retorted, voice raised ever-so-slightly. “Because I am. What we have-”

“They probably thought you were talking about sex.”

Your boyfriend shrugged. “So what if they did? How is it their business?” he countered. “I wasn’t going to say anything about you that would make you uncomfortable-”

“Because, Stephen!! They’re going to think the worst of me!” You were fuming now as you tugged at the roots of your hair, beyond frustrated at this point. “God, did you even think about how this could have affected me?” You could feel your chest heaving as breathing became increasingly difficult to take air into your lungs. “Did you not hear the things they said to me?!”

This flustered the tall man in front of you. He hadn’t seen you like this in a long time. “What did they say?” His voice was firm and his jaw set in a hard line. His shaking hands gathered into fists. “What did they say to you that got you so upset? Tell. Me.”

“It wasn’t so much what they said,” you admitted. “More like how they…made me feel…”

Stephen’s facial expression softened. His eyebrows lifted and he reached over to gently cradle the side of your face. “Sweetheart,” he tried again. “What happened?”

You couldn’t stop the tears from welling up in your eyes. “How can you put up with me?” your voice was barely a whisper between sobs that unexpectedly ripped from your throat. “Why haven’t you pushed me away yet? How could you want to stay with someone that was so broken for so long?”

“Why?” Stephen was surprised yet again. “Because I love you with all of my heart,” he started. “You should know that…that isn’t easy for me to admit. The last time I let myself fall in love, I lost her for so many reasons; most of those being because I was a huge jerk. I put myself and my job first in everything. It put so much pressure on me to compensate for the time I was away. When I met you, I made a vow I would never make the same mistake again.

“What we have, darling, is special. You…you’ve made me a better person. The time we share together is special to me. You’ve shown me how it’s the simplest of things that can make life worth living. Sitting down to a home cooked dinner with you every night, holding you in my arms while you sleep… That’s all that matters. And I want to hold onto that feeling for as long as I can,” Stephen shifted in his position to reach into his jacket pocket. “That’s why I wanted to ask you…if you’d be willing to marry me?”

A small gasp escaped your lips as he flipped open a red velvet box to reveal the most beautiful ring you’ve ever seen. It was a simple gold band, but it held a teardrop diamond in the center that sparkled in the moonlight streaming in from the window.

“Stephen,” his name hardly left your lips before you were nodding excessively. You realized in that moment there was nothing else you wanted more than to know he would be yours forever. He was the one person in the world you knew would always understand and support you. He made you feel like the most important person in his life, just like he was in yours. “Yes, yes, a million times yes.”

A wide grin stretched across your boyfriend’s, now fiance’s, face. While he slipped the ring onto your finger, you could hear a quiet chanting of three words you’ll remember for as long as you live. “I love you,” he whispered as he pressed a few kisses against your face and cheeks, causing you to giggle uncontrollably. “I love you so much.”

“So when you said, ‘she’s going to have a night that she’ll never forget’…” you realized with a small smile.

“I was going to bring us back home, make us hot chocolate, and give you this big speech about how proud I was of you and how I wanted to spend the rest of my life with you, yes,” Stephen rambled with a short nod.

You couldn’t help but press a kiss to his lips. “I love you,” you whispered and you genuinely meant it. With Stephen, you knew you could be yourself. The two of you could care less what you were doing. It could be the simplest of things, but it would still be perfect.

All that mattered was that you were together.

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Author's Note: Well, here we are. Happy June 1st, everyone! To say I was nervous about writing this fic is an understatement. I'm always a bit anxious when it comes to writing for LGBTQ+ characters mainly because I'm always concerned about getting the representation right. As someone who identifies as part of the community, it can always be frustrating to see something done halfway or just skimmed over for whatever reason. Either way, anon, I hope I did it justice!! <3

As usual, leave a like, a comment, and even a cheeky reblog to help me out with the algorithm here. I plan on opening requests up again sometime soon (hopefully before the summer ends, while I still have some time between uni work). Until next time, little sparks!

PS: Also as a side comment, when I looked up gifs for "asexual doctor strange," it came up with BBC Sherlock. I just about died laughing at how accurate that was. Hopefully there are a few people out there that actually get this joke lol

#frostandflamesfanfic #doctor strange x reader #doctor strange #stephen strange x reader #marvel mcu #stephen strange fanfiction #doctor strange fanfiction #benedict cumberbatch #doctor strange fluff #doctor strange imagine #lgbtq #lgbtq community #ace!reader #romantic relationship #marvel pride #dr stephen strange

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firefly-graphics · 2 years

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Doctor Strange - Romance

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Requested by @eviesaurusrex for the moodboard challenge

Aesthetics List

#Doctor Strange #firefly moodboard challenge #Romance #Love #Stephen Strange #Moodboard #heart #roses #paris #romantic

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chris-continued · 7 months

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Ship List

Chratasha (Chris/Natasha)

Marvel Cinematic Universe

Natasha Romanoff and Chris, both rising heroes who grow fond of one another over time. Alas, a long term pining situation prevents them from truly confessing, their own insecurities preventing them from being upfront with one another.

Chrivio (Chris/Livio)

Trigun

Chris and Livio are both painfully awkward individuals who clearly hold a deep respect and fondness for the other, yet the idea that it’s one sided (despite the horribly obvious attraction for each other) makes for longing gazes and brief brushes of hands. What else could come of such a predicament?

Chrange (Chris/Dr. Strange)

Marvel Cinematic Universe

After Strange had moved away to become a Master of the Mystic arts, Chris had gone back to school to become a PA and further pursue advancement in his career. After bumping into one another once more at a grocery store, they’re left to wonder about the other. Hopefully they will cross paths once again.

Chrelora (Chris and Delora)

Cinderella Phenomenon (Familial!)

Long nights in the Marchen call for some company. Chris can never sleep, and Delora often has the same problem. Wisecracking sly and sarcastic comments mixed with the sweet hot chocolate she always makes, they soon melt into one another’s sides in the late evening.

Chridorima (Chris/Midorima)

Kuroko No Basuke

Being a transfer student was never easy, although at least Chris had someone to study with if he struggled (being the nerd he is). Suddenly, he finds himself invested in basketball a hell of a lot more, and.. oh geez.

Chrash (Chris/Vash)

Trigun

Chris easily finds himself melting into Vash’s warm smile, and soon he can’t help but do the same. Traveling the desert sands can take a toll, and who else to fall into should you grow tired? That is, when they don’t jolt from one another’s touch in a nervous mental tango of, he loves me, he loves me not.

Chrunter (Chris/Hunter)

The Owl House

Working as an apprentice under Lilith had its benefits as a human, especially since Chris had no idea how the Boiling Isles operated until she’d taken him in under orders. Now, going to Hexside, he finds himself bumping into the Golden Guard more and more often in the halls of the castle… surely, it’s coincidence, right?

Chroya (Chris/Kyoya)

Ouran High School Host Club

Attending a rich school via scholarship and waiver really is something. Actually interacting with said people is another thing. Chris hopes to make a few acquaintances, make the best out of his education, and utilize the knowledge to the best of his abilities. However, after befriending another student like him (a person named Haruhi), he’s dragged to the Host Club so his friend doesn’t have to face their theatrics alone. When he starts to use a corner of the music room as his own study area, Kyoya starts to grow curious and check on him every now and then. What will come of their relationship over time?

Chrobamaki (Chris/Nobara/Maki)

Jujitsu Kaisen

After becoming a student at Jujitsu Tech in Tokyo, Chris soon becomes close with his female peers. Shopping for clothes (other than their uniforms) with Nobara and learning from Maki, he soon grows fond of the two of them.

Chrarg (Chris/Varg)

Cinderella Phenomenon

When the awakened Queen Hildyr requires new manservants, Alcaster and Myth are quick to surrender any assets they have available- including Fritz, who had been disobedient.. and now Varg exists. With the need for a backup in case Lucette doesn’t come to her senses, Chris is made present. Execution hangs over his head as soon as the promise of Lucette even shows. Varg is his escort while he studies under Hildyr’s watchful eye, the impending doom of his potential imminent death hanging over him- along with the growing familiarity of his odd escort.

Chreto (Chris/Geto)

Jujitsu Kaisen

A student of Jujitsu High, Chris does his best to improve his technique and keep up with his peers. Along with that comes getting along with said classmates, and that can start by having mints on hand for his favorite curse eater.

He hopes it’ll help with the horrid taste of Suguru’s technique.

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doctorstrangeaskblog · 1 year

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oh my gosh dont tell me you remained loyal to a relationship with Christine that didnt even exist anymore. she got married. dont you tell me you still had any hopes?

(to canon verse Stephen where there is no realtionship with Beauty)

...ah- that- how dare you.

///him every freaking time:

*MELTS LIKE THERE'S NO TOMORROW*

#doctor strange #marvel #stephen strange #mcu #dr.strange #christine palmer #okay i wouldnt be surprised if his first time waa with her (like we see in what if) in 2016 and that was it #mcu stephen seems so different to comics stephen when it comes to that? idk???#kamar taj full moon party tho? idk???? hes such a demisexual though he probs will fall for u if he sleeps w you #he probs would fall for u if he slept w you tho? hes such a love deprived romantic

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melina-mellow · 2 years

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People will say that Sylki is disgusting and wrong and then go and ship different variants of Doctor Strange together.

Double standards much?

#i don't even ship sylki romantically but the double standards annoy me #stephen strange #doctor strange #loki #sylvie #sylki #fandom bullshit

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scottishaccentsareawesome · 2 years

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I love how, you don’t have to necessarily like the ships involved in romantic scenes but you can still be like “Damn, that’s a good line...!”

Like when Stephen tells Christine “I love you...in every universe”.

I don’t even love them as a ship but I was still sitting there in the theatre going, “DAMN, THAT’S ROMANTIC AF...!”

#romantic movies #doctor strange 2 #multiverse of madness #strangepalmer #stephen x christine #mcu #doctor strange in the multiverse of madness #romantic quotes

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angelltheninth · 5 months

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MCU Characters During a Blackout

Pairing: Steve Rogers, Bucky Barnes, Sam Willson, Loki, Thor, Natasha Romanoff, Stephen Strange, Peter Parker, Shang-Chi x Reader

Tags: fluff, cuddles, kissing, telling stories, protectiveness, literal sleeping together, warm drinks, power-use, teasing, sharing clothes

A/N: I don't know why Tumblr forced Labels on a few of these even though they had nothing but fluff but hopefully these are ok. What's the matter Tumblr? Too many hot characters for you?

Steve never wants you to be scared of a blackout. It's most likely just a power issue, if it was anything really bad he would have already gotten the call to action to stop it. Since there's nothing better for the two of you to do than wait for the power to come back why not cuddle up for a bit, he can tell you funny stories from his meetings and missions with his friends. He always wants to cuddle with you, to feel warm next to you instead of remembering the cold.

Bucky hopes you're not scared of the dark cause it looks like the powers gonna be out for a while. While it is he can light up some candles for the two of you, get the mood real romantic. For what you may ask? For all the kisses he's gonna give you today. You'll probably get tired of them by the time the power gets back but it's the price you'll just have to pay. It is a really hard task to do, so he'll need encouragement for a few hours.

Sam doesn't see much point in worrying about it. This could be a good opportunity for the two of you to talk more often. He misses you if he's being perfectly honest. He wants to talk to you when it's not just over the phone or late at night when he comes back. Both of you are usually pretty busy so now you can take it easy for a bit, no phone calls, no one to interrupt you. You can also get the occasional kiss if you really want, not like he could resist a cutie like you.

Loki takes this as a chance to tease the hell out of you. You can't escape his teasing when you can see him, let alone now. You feel kisses in the dark, his hands pulling you down onto him, then his whispers teasing you, making you all warm and hot under him. Alone in the dark, there are quite a few things you could do together, but it might be a bit clumsy, well for you at least, unless you memorized his body like he did yours.

Thor lifts you in his arms and carries you to bed. If there's a blackout there's really nothing for the two of you do other than bedroom activities. Sleeping of course. Get your mind out of the gutter for a bit. After you sleep you can tell him what you dreamt about and if it involved him in any special way. He always dreams about you, but he doesn't tell you all of the details. Perhaps now would be a good time to do so, but you first. And for that you got to sleep a bit.

Natasha promises to keep you safe until the power gets back on. She knows some people can get scared of the dark, especially when it's sudden like this. You have nothing to be scared of when you've got her by your side. Other than that her laptop still works and there are quite a few movies on there that you can pick from, maybe you can watch one to pass the time, or watch funny videos, something to take your mind off the darkness.

Stephen uses his magic to make balls of light that follow the two of you around when you walk so you don't run into anything and get hurt. He can heal you if it happens but it's better to prevent it. With his powers there's no blackout in his house really, but it's not fully lit up. It's almost like mood lighting when you really think about it. See, he can be romantic when he wants to be. Okay no, he didn't think about that part but it's a nice thought to have.

Peter makes you both a few cups of warm drinks to share while you wait for the power to come back on. Getting warm and cozy is the best thing to do now. The drinks are a little bit sweet, that way when you kiss the kisses will taste just a tiny lit sweeter then usual. He didn't plan that, honestly, but not that you said it yes, it's a very good benefit to have. He almost doesn't want the power to come back on, he's way too cozy with you against him.

Shang-Chi gives you his big hoodie so you're not cold while the power is still out. He knows you most likely wouldn't get sick but just knowing that you're wearing his clothes makes him happy. And if you get too warm he will be more than happy to take it off you as well. You know since there's a blackout he can't really do his usual training routine, but there are many other ways to work up a sweat. You can still wear his hoodie during it.

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ironstrange1991 · 5 months

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You're The Only Good Thing In My Life

Pairing: Doctor!Strange x Fem!Reader

Synopsis: It's Stephen and Y/n's last night of vacation and she decides to claim him as hers before give him back to the world.

Word Count: 4,2k

Warnings: SMUT: unprotected p n v sex, oral with male and female receiving, creampie and cum eating. There is also a bit of jealousy implied.

A/N: This fic was inspired entirely by the song of the same name by the band Cigarretes After Sex. For total immersion I highly recommend listening to it. It's absurdly romantic, a bit sad (?), but very smuty. Hope you like it and have a nice reading.

There were few things in the world that truly left you in awe. One of them was Stephen, of course. The Eifel Tower, the mountains of the Scottish Highlands and the beach at night.

You could stay all night watching the waves hitting the shore, the foam forming on the sand, the smell of the sea air. Of course, all this was very beautiful in daylight when the sea reflected the blue of the sky and the waters shone like liquid sapphire, but at night the sea was endless and mysterious. The blue turned into black crowned by layers of gray foam.

There was nothing more beautiful than that, unless there was a storm on the way. The night sky clear with storm clouds that brings lightning and the sound of thunder in the distance announcing the arrival of heavy rain. That was without a shadow of a doubt one of the most beautiful things you could imagine and it was also the scene in front of you as you sat on the steps in the backyard of the house that Stephen had rented for you to spend a few days on vacation.

After you fought with him because he wasn't paying attention to you, he surrendered and decided to redeem himself with the indecent proposal of taking you to the beach and obviously you accepted.

It was seven days where you barely left the house. That's when you got out of bed. Stephen made sure the house was stocked with everything you needed and even when you wanted something that wasn't there, he always made sure to get it for you within a minute. Of course, being a sorcerer and traveling through portals helped with the task.

But of course you couldn't complain. You had the man you loved by your side all the time and you didn't need to share him with Wong or those annoying spell books. You could spend the whole day curled up in bed or sprawled on the sofa, you could swim in the sea, make love whenever you wanted and as often as you wanted. There in that house you were sure you had experienced paradise and you never wanted to leave.

Yet there you were sitting on the stairs, your bare feet in the sand, listening to the sound of the waves and watching the storm brewing and the lightning cutting across the sky and your chest was heavy knowing that you would have to leave the next morning and return to the reality of your work, as well as sharing Stephen with all the tasks he needed to do for Wong, for the Avengers and for the world.

For a whole week Stephen was just yours and now you needed to give him back.

Of course he could see you were sad. You had been lively and talkative all week and particularly that night you were sitting there quietly alone. You wanted to shake that feeling away, but it wasn't exactly an easy thing. However, when you heard the sound of footsteps approaching and felt Stephen sitting on the step behind you and pulling you to lean against his chest, you sighed, letting yourself be comforted by the only person capable of comforting you.

You closed your eyes for a second, feeling him kiss the top of your head, but you remained silent.

"A storm is coming." He said in your ear, making a point of rubbing his goatee against the back of your neck and as expected, your entire body tingled and he let out a satisfied hum.

"This always works." He pointed out, running his hands through your hair and holding it in a ponytail and then brushing his chin against your skin again. You shivered at the sensation and let out a small chuckle.

"May I ask what you're thinking?" His voice sounded low.

"That I love the beach at night."

"Hmm."

"And that I don't want to leave."

He held you in his arms and something in that hug made you feel that he shared with you that desire to stay there, just the two of you together, free from all routine worries.

"You know we can come back whenever we want." He promised.

"But you can never take a vacation. There's always something you need to do."

He stroke your hair gently and brought his nose closer breathing in your scent. He continued stroking your hair, but didn't say anything.

"What's the most beautiful thing you've ever seen?" You asked, genuinely curious as you watched the night sea.

"You naked in my bed." He teased making you giggle.

"I'm serious, Stephen."

"What makes you think I'm not?"

You chuckled "Okay. Besides that."

He thought for a minute and then hummed to himself as if remembering something.

"The first time I went to Kamar Taj the Ancient One showed me things I had no idea could exist. I was terrified, but those images never left my mind."

"Were they beautiful?"

"Scary, but very beautiful."

You nodded thinking for a second. "I think this is the most beautiful thing I've ever seen." You pointed to the sea in front of you. "Like this."

"You mean it's not me?" He teased and you grabbed his hand that was firmly around your waist and brought it to your mouth and gave it a small kiss before leaning your face into his palm closing your eyes and confessing.

"You're the only good thing in my life."

He sighed, cupping your cheek and making you turn to look at him. When you did, his eyes were like fire, darkened by what you couldn't tell if it was desire, love, or a combination of the two.

"I promise I won't let work come between us again. I love you. I've never loved anyone but you and I never will."

"Hmm. That's lovely, but as much as I'd love to believe, you can't promise that, Stephen. You're Doctor Strange, the world needs you all the time."

He shook his head. "I don't care. You're the only one that really matters to me."

You smiled, knowing full well that things were more complicated than that, but you decided to let it that way even if just for the night.

You let yourself be pulled towards his lips, surrendering to his hungry kiss and as if the universe was conspiring with you, a thunder resounded louder than the others and the lights went out plunging you both into the gloom of the night lit only by the constant lightning.

Stephen chuckled on your lips and you felt your entire body tingle at the sound. That was the effect he had on you.

"We should go inside before it starts raining." He suggested nibbling your lip, but you shook your head getting up, hiking up your dress to straddle him, sitting back on his lap and wrapping your arms around his shoulders, kissing him again, much harder this time, while grinding yourself in him.

Stephen wrapped you in his arms, surrendering to the kiss with a hum.

"I want you to take me, Stephen. Make me yours."

He smirked glancing at you. "Here on these stairs? What if someone sees us?"

You hummed while giving small kisses on his neck and making his skin prickle.

"There's no one around and to be honest I don't care at all. I just want to be yours."

You lowered your lips to his bare chest, kissing and nibbling, sucking on the skin to mark him. Inhaling his delicious scent. Between your legs, you could feel him hardening. The delicate fabric of your panties and his shorts were the only thing stopping you.

Stephen lolled his head back, sighing, but his grip tightened on your waist. "Oh sweetheart" He moaned "You always get what you want from me, don't you?" He held your chin making you look at him.

"It must be because you think I'm adorable." You smiled proudly feeling his cock twitching beneath you. You were always surprised by how quickly you could get Stephen into that state.

"You have no idea." His lips searched for yours again and he started to move you harder on his lap. His kiss becoming more and more desperate as his desire increased, making him impatient.

"I need to be inside you." He asked between your lips.

You stood up, reluctant to separate from him for even a second. Stephen pulled down the shorts he was wearing and kicked them to the side. You pulled down your panties and let them fall and pool around your ankles, kicking them next to his shorts and Stephen grabbed your hand pulling you back closer to him.

You straddled him and raised your arms for him to take off your dress. The damp wind of the stormy night made your skin prickle and your nipples harden. Stephen grabbed one of them and twisted the other with his fingers, making you whimper and grab a handful of his hair. Your hips moving back and forth making his cock poke into your folds and giving you both just a glimpse of relief.

When he got tired of playing with your nipples, his lips moved up your collarbone, his beard scratching your skin deliciously. He stopped at a point just below your ear and sucked hard on the skin, marking you and making you let out a little moan. He brought one of his hands between you, finally touching you where you needed him the most. His heavy sigh showing his satisfaction at finding you absurdly wet for him.

You pulled him back to your lips as he entered you with two fingers. He moved them in and out slowly, teasing you and making you moan against his lips, feeling the familiar electricity course through your body as the desire increased.

You whimpered still between his lips and he hummed in response knowing full well what you wanted because it was exactly what he wanted too. He grabbed his cock and gave it a couple of jerks and patted your thigh. You raised your hips enough so he could direct his cock at your entrance, but first he ran the tip through your folds, smearing it with your abundant slick and only then placed it exactly where you wanted it.

When you let yourself sink into his dick you felt the delicious stretch that you craved so much. Stephen stretched you so perfectly, his cock felt like it was made especially for you and you never got tired of that feeling and never stopped being amazed at how he made you feel. As if making love to Stephen was the only thing in the world you were sure you were made for.

Stephen groaned at the sensation, grabbing a handful of your hair and pulling you back to his lips, kissing you with the characteristic desperation of when he gave himself over to his own pleasure. You had barely moved and he was already pulsing inside you, begging for his release. You leaned on his shoulders and began to slowly move up and down, gyrating your hips sensually and surrendering to your own pleasure. Stephen wrapped one arm around your waist and grabbed your ass cheek, squeezing it so hard you knew he would leave purple fingerprints on your skin.

"Fuck yes" He moaned making your whole body tingle. "You feel so good, sweetheart. You always feel so fucking good."

You let out a low hum, hiding your face in the crook of his neck, wrapping your arms around his shoulders, your fingers tangling in his hair, pulling it lightly as the pleasure increased.

The thunder rumbled again and with it a fine rain began to fall, but you didn't care about it, in fact you received the cold drops with pleasure, as if they had some magical quality capable of making you even more eager for each other.

Stephen grabbed your ass cheeks with both hands and started helping you with the movements, thrusting up and moving you on top of him with more force and speed.

"Oh god, Stephen..." You moaned, lolling your head back and surrendering to the growing pleasure. Stephen took advantage of the fact that your breasts were on display for him and buried his face between them, nibbling and sucking on your skin. His groans and grunts getting louder and louder as he got closer to his release.

The rain intensified, washing you both with cold water and making you shiver and your hair stick to your back. Stephen's skin, however, was still as hot as before, he was always so warm, and the hot and cold sensation only added to your pleasure. Everything felt perfect, as if nature itself was blessing the love you were making. You closed your eyes, surrendering to the moment.

"Look at me, sweetheart." Stephen demanded. "I want to see when you cum on my cock. I know you're close. I can feel it."

You opened your eyes and bit your bottom lip. You loved knowing that Stephen had complete control over you. That he knew you so well to the point of recognizing each of the signs your body showed him.

"You're so fucking good, Stephen. Cock feels amazing." You praised feeling the knot tightening in your stomach.

Your movements became faster and equally clumsier, the sensuality giving way to the desperation of the search for the sweet release you craved so much. Stephen took complete control, moving you on top of him and thrusting up against your movements and you could both feel yourselves being dragged to the edge, and as the sensation grew dangerously close to unbearable, another sensation took hold of you with the same proportion, a love so great that it seemed like it would make your chest break in two. You doubted anyone could love someone more than you loved Stephen.

"Oh shit, sweetheart, I'm so close. Tell me you can feel it. Don't wanna finish before you."

You cupped his face between your hands, making him look at you and taking back control, putting more force on your hips and moving back and forth, letting the delicious contact of his pelvic bone and hair rubbing against your clit be the final trigger that would pull you into your ecstasy.

And without you needing to announce it, you came hard and the strong contraction of your walls squeezing his cock was enough to pull him along with you and when he finally got there he kissed you like never before, with a little desperation , but with a love so great that it didn't need to be verbalized, but he did it anyway, murmuring on your lips how much he loved you, how special you were, and how nothing in the world could take you away from him.

Your body was shaking on top of his and you didn't know if it was from the force of the orgasm, or the way you were feeling or simply because of the cold rain falling on you, but either way, Stephen wrapped you in his strong arms and carried you inside while outside the rain intensified.

The two of you ended up in the shower together, the hot water was welcomed by your cold skin and although you hated washing your hair at night, you didn't have much of a choice.

Stephen soaped himself quickly and took the lead, taking the opportunity to soap your back, being extra gentle while doing it and giving small kisses in the back of your neck.

"Do you think this will ever subside and we'll become a normal couple?" He asked surprising you. You turned to face him and let the hot water rinse the shampoo from your hair.

"And what would a normal couple be?" You asked, putting some shampoo in your hand and lathering his hair. You needed to stand on your tiptoes to reach his head and he could very well bend down, but instead he preferred to see you struggling because it was adorable. His words.

"You know, sex once a week, sometimes less. Good friends, but not so good lovers." He explained.

You'd be lying if you said you didn't ask yourself the same question sometimes, but you decided to be completely honest in your answer.

"I can't predict the future, but the way you made me feel out there..."

He waited for you to finish what you were saying, but you just pulled him forward, letting the water rinse his hair and dedicated yourself to applying conditioner to his hair and yours.

"What..." He insisted and you sighed cupping his cheek.

"I love you so much. Too much. Sometimes I feel this love crushing my chest or threatening to break it in two and it's a feeling so strong that I know I need to get it out of here and put it somewhere else otherwise I feel I'm going to explode. When we have sex it's like I'm putting my love in the right place. So, I don't see us having sex once a week because where would I put my love?"

You grimaced realizing the whole thing made much more sense in your head then when you said it out loud, but Stephen smiled. "You're adorable indeed, you know that?" He said pulling you to his lips and kissing you softly.

"You know you can place your love on me whenever you want, don't you?" He teased and you slapped his shoulder.

"Shut up! You were the one who asked."

"And I liked the answer." He defended himself.

You pulled him to your lips, kissing him harder this time, letting the water rinse off what was left of the conditioner, wrapping your arms around his neck and jumping into his lap, wrapping your legs around his waist.

Stephen barely had time to turn off the shower and you were already grinding yourself in him. Maybe that was what made him so crazy about you, you were insatiable and he was the perfect match for you.

He threw you on the bed and filled the room with countless candles he conjured. He lit them with a complicated gesture of his fingers lighting up the room, and then crawled over to you with a beautiful smile on his lips that made your heart flutter.

"What do I do with you, Y/n? So much fire!"

He ran his lips over your breasts and your collarbone, moving them up your neck and stopping at your chin, leaving you with your mouth open, waiting for the kiss that he maliciously denied.

"Be my firefighter." You rasped and he giggled right in your ear, the baritone making your entire body tingle.

"No, I don't want to put out this fire." He said biting your earlobe and making you swallow thickly and squeeze your thighs together.

"Tell me you love me.” He asked, his eyes fixed on yours, his hands running down your body, his fingertips ghosting your skin.

"Again?"

"Yes, again and again and again." He traced your neck and collarbone with the tip of his tongue and moved up to your chin, biting it.

"I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you so much..." He interrupted you with a hungry kiss and his hand finally reached where you needed him most. Your legs spread scandalously for him and he dipped his fingers in your folds.

"Look at this! So fucking wet for me again."

You closed your eyes, delighting in the touch of his slender fingers. They penetrated you and you began to move your hips against his hand much to his delight.

"I want your mouth." You asked through gritted teeth, desire barely letting you think straight. "Please."

He nibbled on your lower lip and increased the movements of his fingers.

"Want me to eat you, uh?"

You swallowed thickly, “…and I want you in my mouth too.”

He hissed, putting his tongue in your mouth and sucking yours hard. "...So fucking dirty, sweetheart."

But you knew he loved everything about you, you both loved each other in equal measure.

He rolled to the side and turned so you had access to his cock and turned you on your side, putting his head between your legs and diving into your folds. You moaned loudly, but you were eager to take his cock in your hand and put it in your mouth, delighting in the sensation of sucking and being sucked. You doubted that there was anything better in the world.

One of Stephen's many qualities was that he, unlike many men, had no problem getting dirty between a woman's legs. On the contrary, he took pleasure in it. When he gave you oral, it wasn't just his mouth he used, he used his nose, his chin, his goatee. Everything he could use to give you maximum pleasure and that night it wasn’t different.

He sucked your entrance, licked your wet folds, nudged his nose to your clit and sucked your juices, spitting them back out, making a mess. He loved it as much as you did and when he finally started sucking your clit and penetrating you with his fingers, you felt your body becoming weak.

It was how Stephen made you feel most of the time, weak compared to the strength of the love you felt for him.

You used to be outrageously loud when Stephen was eating you, but all your moans were muffled by his cock in your mouth.

You loved Stephen’s cock and he knew it, he was very proud of it. The way you constantly sucked him made him lose control of his actions and you loved watching him get lost in his own pleasure knowing that you were responsible for making him feel so good.

You started by sucking his head and then ran your tongue down his entire length, leaving it completely wet with your saliva, just the way you liked it. Your hands gently massaged his balls, eliciting a muffled moan from him while you flicked your tongue in his frenulum, licking and sucking the special spot and making him squirm with pleasure, but at no point did he stop eating you, on the contrary, his pleasure only made him more eager to give you more pleasure and the thing worked perfectly.

When you finally started to actually suck him, the two of you were close and the wet sounds you made were so arousing combined with the sound of the rain that seemed to get heavier and heavier outside.

You took him out of your mouth to breathe and gave him a couple of jerks before going back to sucking him and this time you went all the way down letting him go to the back of your throat.

Stephen stopped the suction on your clit with a pop and moaned loudly.

"Fuck sweetheart, swallow my cock... gonna make me cum." He rasped giving your ass cheek a hard slap and resuming his work with even more desire.

His words only served to push you forward and even though your eyes were watering, you continued sucking him and fucking him with your mouth, feeling him pulse and start to spill into your mouth as his mouth made you see stars.

You came together in each other's mouths and you both rolled to the side, lying on your backs, trying to regulate your breathing and recover.

"I think we outdid ourselves tonight." He said impressed and you both giggled until you stopped and felt silent.

"I don't want to go home." You confessed, sitting down. Stephen had his head resting in his hands, the position leaving his biceps visible. He seemed like a god to you. You doubted that a man could be more beautiful than your boyfriend.

"I don't want to share you with the world. I want you to be mine alone."

He sat up and caressed your cheek, tucking a strand of your wet hair behind your ear gently.

"I'm yours. No matter how hard I work or what I have to do, at the end of the day all I want most is to come back to you."

"But it's not like being here." You pouted and he smiled reassuringly.

"Then we'll come back here as often as you want. I can arrange that. Ask Wong to take over some things for me, pass some tasks on to other masters."

"You promise?" You asked hopefully.

"I promise." He smiled and then remained silent for a minute, when he spoke again there was a certain emotion in his voice.

"You said something out there that made me think."

"What?"

He smiled "That I'm the only good thing in your life."

"You are."

He held your chin between his thumb and index finger. "You were the best thing that ever happened in my life, sweetheart."

He kissed you softly and continued "We were meant for each other, it just took us some time to find each other. But now that we're together, nothing will keep us apart. Definitely not my work."

You smiled "So you don't think we'll end up like those couples that only have sex once a week?" You teased making he chuckle.

"Never."

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lives-in-midgard · 11 months

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Revealed Secret

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x reader ft. the guardians of the galaxy

Summary: At an Avengers party, Mantis revealed your secret crush for Bucky.

Word Count: 1.163

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It had been a while since you all have come together, so Tony organized a party, and everyone came. Natasha, Wanda, Steve, Scott, Peter Parker, Stephen Strange, T’Challa and some other people from Wakanda, the guardians of the galaxy and of course everyone else. That meant the person you have a big crush on was there too. And because you thought Bucky doesn’t feel the same you hoped that you could talk with some other people to distract yourself. You and Bucky are good friends, and you didn’t want to risk your friendship, so you decided to hide your feelings from him and hoped he wouldn’t notice it. You were excited to see the guardians again because it had been a long time since you have seen them.

When you walked into the tower, the first thing you did was to hug Wanda and talk with her. After a while you also talked with Natasha. You walked through the party and saw so many people having fun and having a good time. You just had a conversation with Steve and talked with T’Challa and his sister. It is always nice to see them and talk with them. You are very happy and will always be grateful that they helped Bucky. When you walked through the crowd you saw Bucky walking to you, in his suit he looked so handsome, so sweet but also hot.

“Hey doll” Bucky greeted you with a hug.

“Hey” you said when you pulled away.

“You look gorgeous.” Bucky confessed and you began to blush and tucked a hair behind your ear.

“Thanks, you look good too.” Now it was his time to blush, and he mumbled a thanks. You talked for a while when you decided to go and see some other people.

“I’ve got to go see you later, buck.”

While walking through the room you could see Natasha, Clint and Scott talk at the bar, a few steps away from them there were Steve and Sam laughing about something Peter said. And somewhere you heard a loud Thor telling a fight story. When you were near the couch Peter Quill waved at you and you were walking over with a smile to him, Mantis and Drax.

“There you are, I thought I wouldn’t see you with all the people here.” He said and you sat down beside him.

“I know there are really a lot of people, but I wouldn’t want to miss you guys.” You smiled.

“So how is everything? Did something crazy happen?” You asked him and he laughed.

“Crazy? With us never.” Peter said and you both laughed.

“What are you talking, don’t remember your Christmas present from us?”

“That was sarcasm Drax.”

“What Christmas present?” You wondered.

“Drax and Mantis flew to earth and kidnapped Kevin Bacon.” Peter began.

“Kevin Bacon was your Christmas present why not David Hasselhoff?” You laughed.

“Don’t give him such a stupid idea and it wasn’t funny.”

“Okay, you’re right Peter, it isn’t funny.” You said and held back a laugh.

“Where are the others?” You asked after Peter told you about the best Christmas gift he got from Mantis. She began to smile, and you could see how much they mean to each other.

“Nebula is somewhere with Tony and Rocket and Groot are over there with Bucky.” When he mentioned Bucky, your heart skipped a beat and when you looked over, you saw him smiling.

“Y/n?” Peter called out and brought you back to reality.

“Sorry, what did you say?” You asked.

“I asked if Mantis could try her power on you.” Drax said and held back a smile.

Because you didn’t really know her you totally forgot what her powers are. That’s why you didn’t know why Drax was smiling when you said yes.

Mantis softly touched your arm and looked you in the eyes.

“You feel love.”

“Yeah, I feel a lot of love for everyone in this room.” You said and hoped this would help and she wouldn’t go deeper.

“No, romantic love.” Mantis continued.

“No, no no. That’s not true.” You interrupted her and looked over to Peter for help.

“For him.” She yelled and pointed at Bucky. Who was now looking at you with a confused look.

“No” You pulled your hand away from her and Drax began to laugh.

“She just told everyone your darkest secret, just like she did with you Peter. Do you remember it? “He screamed and laughed more. You and Peter looked at each other and you have never felt so embarrassed in a long time. You really hoped that Bucky didn’t hear it. But he looked over at you and Drax was so loud, he probably heard it.

“Hey, I’m really sorry, if I had known I would have warned you.” Peter started but you stood up when you saw Bucky was walking over to you.

“I need some fresh air.” You quickly took your bag and walked out. You heard someone yell your name, but you didn’t want to turn around. You just had to get out of there. When you walked out, you were hit with the cold air. You took deep breaths and looked up at the stars. It was so embarrassing, probably everyone knows it by now. It felt like everyone was watching you.

“Hey” Suddenly Bucky was standing beside you.

“Hey” You quietly mumbled and looked over to him.

“You probably heard what they were saying.” You sighed.

“Yeah, I heard what they said.”

“I’m really sorry.”

“Is it true?” That was not what you expected him to say, but after what he heard you can’t deny it anymore.

“Yeah, it’s…it’s true. I’m in love with you.” When you said that Bucky began to smile.

“Then I’m glad because I’m in love with you too.” You couldn’t believe what you just heard. All this time you hoped he would like you back and now he said it. He really said it.

“Really? Are …are you sure?” You asked him and he nodded.

“Yes, I’m sure. We can go in there and Mantis can prove it if you want.” He joked and made you chuckle.

“I know something else that could prove it.” You hinted.

“Me too.” Bucky grinned at you, pulled a hair behind your ear, and pulled in to kiss you.

When you pulled away you both smiled at each other.

“Now, I’m glad Mantis revealed my secret.”

“Do you want to go back inside?” Bucky asked.

“Let’s stay here for a while.” You were standing there for a while, holding Bucky’s hand, and looking into the stars.

“You should take my jacket, doll. You are shivering.” Bucky said while taking of his jacked and gently putting his jacket on your shoulder. You had no idea how cold you were until Bucky mentioned it. You didn’t want Bucky to find out like that, but you’re glad he knows now and feels the same way about you.

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Romantic yandere concept for Stephen Strange from the MCU, please? Thank you! :>

Okay! It's been awhile since I've seen Doctor Strange's movies so I utilized the wiki to help me out. Hope you enjoy :)

This is me letting brainrot run wild with random HCs, no real plot exists.

Yandere! Stephen Strange Concept

Pairing: Romantic

Possible Trigger Warnings: Gender-Neutral Darling, Obsession, Trauma, Overprotective behavior, Manipulation, Isolation/Kidnapping, Fear of loss, Paranoia, Stalking, Slight jealousy, Dubious/Forced relationship.

Strange used to be a very selfish and egotistical man, yet overtime he improves to be quite the hero.

I imagine he'd be a very powerful yandere.

Strange would want to make sure you're kept safe as he's scared of loss due to his past trauma.

His fear of loss is what drives his yandere behavior.

It makes him controlling and paranoid.

He is also shown to be emotional at times and doesn't want to hurt others.

Strange is a pacifist and tries not to hurt or kill others.

However, he is one to go to great lengths to protect you.

He's willing to break his morals to do what he feels is right and would be a yandere hard to get away from.

He'd never want to hurt you and would feel bad if he did.

Strange may be a yandere who's jealous at times but tries not to show it.

Yet you can tell by the stern look in his eyes he's annoyed.

Speaking of being annoyed, Strange would definitely express frustration if others kept trying to be close to you or you kept ignoring/fighting him.

This concept is less about how you met and more how he acts.

Strange would definitely be one to keep you with him in the New York Sanctum.

It's there where he feels it's the safest to keep you.

Strange would struggle with telling you why he's scared about your safety.

He won't tell you until later on in his "perceived relationship" that he'll confide in you with his worries.

In the start of his obsession he would allow you to be your own person.

Strange is able to check in on you anywhere and that's how he often visits.

With one simple portal he can check to make sure you're okay, it eases his fears.

Using portals keeps him at bay for the most part.

You most likely see Strange as a friend and hero.

You probably often visit him at the Sanctum to chat.

Strange is always happy to see you... he may not even think his feelings are romantic until later on.

That or he fears the fact they may be romantic.

Strange is one of the Marvel yanderes that would probably keep his darling the safest.

If you're in danger it takes one call and he's opening a portal and dragging you through.

Sometimes you don't even have to call... he just seems to know. (He's stalking you through portals)

Strange is indeed controlling at times.

Even before he moves you to the Sanctum he still feels like he should have a say in what you do.

It often causes arguments and Strange tries to give you space.

Strange used to not be caring... but when he meets you, he is.

I imagine this would be because he meets you sometime after the first movie.

When he meets up with you he'll offer you your favorite drink and tries to be accommodating and affectionate.

For the most part he isn't violent due to his wish to stay a pacifist.

Strange wouldn't "kidnap" you... at first.

Yet if you were in danger and about to be hurt or injured... Strange feels that's okay to use fatal force.

He'll try to make it quick though as he holds no joy in doing it.

At first he'd try to convince you that the Sanctum is the safest place for you.

It's when you refuse that Strange feels he may have to be more forceful to keep you safe.

The idea of losing you and failing to save you is his biggest fear.

You can tell it affects him as sometimes he'll sit and pull you into his lap... only to not let go.

It almost seems like he's shaking.

You are probably the most precious person to him.

He'd give up everything to keep you safe and beside him.

Each kiss and touch is passionate... he apologizes deeply if he hurts you with what he does.

He knows you may be unhappy stuck in the Sanctum.

Yet he always tries to be near you, he may even take you on dates around the world with his portals.

Strange wants you to know he cares.

He does what he does because he loves you.

Every sacrifice is just to keep you both safe if not happy.

Strange is happy he's become a more selfless person when he met you.

He feels he's changed for the better, that he's happy to be your hero and guardian.

However... in ways he's still selfish.

He's determined that he's the one for you.

Strange doesn't think you'll be happier with anyone else.

Why wouldn't you be happy with him?

He understands he used to be a bad person.

Yet now... isn't he better?

He can protect you and the universe.

Could anyone else do that as well as he can?

Strange would isolate you.

Deep down he's still selfish enough to be possessive of the one he loves.

He already keeps you locked away in the Sanctum, of course he doesn't like others around you.

Strange is like this due to trauma, both from childhood and maybe even due to Thanos if this takes place after that time.

This is what makes him controlling and overly protective.

Strange would rather go through anything else but losing you.

If he lost you like he did his sister, mentor, and friends... he may not handle it.

As a result he prefers to prevent such a reality from ever happening.

Anytime he sees you he reassures you it's the only way to keep you alive and happy.

He kisses your lips and skin while holding you... telling you how much he loves you.

Yet you never seem to be happy due to the lack of freedom.

If you tried to escape he can track you down with ease before dragging you back.

Strange is dedicated and determined to fulfill his goals.

If he feels this is the right way to keep you unharmed...

He's going to stubbornly stick to it until he kicks the bucket.

#yandere marvel #yandere mcu #yandere stephen strange #yandere doctor strange

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sobeautifullyobsessed · 1 year

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My tumblr day never feels quite so satisfying as when I can manage to interact with at least one of my beloved mutuals--or at the very least, make them smile.

#it's 1:20 am and 'Independence Day' is on #I'm getting ready to snuggle down for the night #and I'm missing Stephen Strange terribly this night #so perhaps the best remedy will be to go read one of my old & very romantic WIPs #perhaps they'll help me feel like Stephen is only a dream away

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geeky-politics-46 · 1 year

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Man On A Mission - Part 2

Smut - Explicit content - NSFW - 18+ only!

Pairing: Stephen Strange x Reader

Summary: Stephen is over the moon with your pregnancy and how your body has changed. Now, he is determined he wants to keep you this way.

Warnings: Smut (NSFW) - 18+ ONLY - heavy breeding kink, vaginal sex, pregnancy sex, unprotected sex, dirty talk, pet names, language, very romantic cheesy mushy Strange, inappropriate use of the names mommy & daddy.

After that day, when you discovered you were pregnant, it was hard for Stephen to keep his mind on anything else. You were pregnant with his baby. He was having a baby with you. You were his, and he had put that baby in you. How could he possibly concentrate on anything but that?!

He was borderline obsessed with it. In more ways than one. All his life, he had sworn up and down that he didn't want kids, but now that the reality of it was in front him he was loving every single second of it. He wasn't even really a dad yet, and he was determined to be the best dad he could be.

He had already read nearly every book on the topic. He had timers set to remind you to take your prenatal vitamins. He tried to be there for you with every bout of morning sickness. He had the Sanctum stocked with anything he thought you might start craving. If Cloak wasn't around his shoulders, he had charged it with following you around. Just in case. He even already made you start packing your hospital go bag.

He also couldn't keep his hands off of you. Especially once you started to show. He couldn't get enough of your perfect baby bump. The way your skin glowed and the sight of your swelling belly set his blood on fire. He wanted to show you off and keep you locked in the bedroom with him at the same time. You just looked so perfect all full.

It wasn't his fault that you just happened to look even more perfect when you were naked and riding him. Your breasts bouncing and your little baby belly right where he could rub it with one hand and your clit with the other. That you had become so sensitive to his touch. That you had become such a needy little thing. No doubt both because of your pregnancy hormones.

Okay, maybe it was his fault. At least partly anyway. God, was he loving it, though. Every chance he got, he had you. Whether it was in your shared bed, his study, the kitchen, the library, and even one particularly risky time in the foyer on the grand staircase when he had you ride him.

That may actually have been his favorite. Anyone who walked in the front door would have caught you. That was kind of what he loved about your now visible belly. Everyone who saw you knew exactly how you got that way, and he made sure everyone knew exactly who knocked you up.

That was his favorite thing of all. That all it took once you started to show was one glance, and it was clear you were his. His pretty little baby mama. His to take care of and love. His to fuck and worship, and that was all he wanted to do.

So it should have been no surprise when he pulled you away from Stark's party. Not having the patience to wait for the night to come to an end. Even the other Avengers noticed how touchy feely he was with you. It just made him want to touch you more.

He opened a portal back to the Sanctum and quickly drug you through behind him. You had one hand on your belly, laughing as you tried your best to keep up with him. Your stomach and your heels were both working against you.

"Stephen, slow down! You know I can't move that fast anymore. Little thing in the way, thanks to you."

He stopped in his tracks and turned capturing you in a fierce kiss. Grabbing your belly in one of his large, scarred hands and wrapping the other around the back of your neck. Finally, he let his mouth separate from yours once he could tell you were out of breath.

"Sweetheart, are you trying to get me even more wound up? Might not even make it to the bedroom if you keep that up."

You let your hands loop around his neck. Smiling up at him seductively and shaking your head at him.

"So that is why you stole me from the party? Away from all of our friends? Just so you could get me back to our bedroom. I think sometimes you want to keep me all to yourself."

He slowly took your hand in his and carefully started leading you to your bedroom again. This time at a much more reasonable pace. Although he had considered just picking you up and carrying you instead.

"I can't help it. You just look so sexy all pregnant."

He opened the door to your bedroom. Allowing you to walk in before him. He let you go over to the bed and start to take off your heels as he turned to make sure he locked the door behind him. He wouldn't have anyone interrupting his time with you.

After he was finished, he took off his suit jacket, revealing how immaculate he looked underneath. Long lean muscles visible through the back of his white dress shirt as he quickly lit the fireplace before coming to join you on the bed. Undoing his tie and dropping it onto his nightstand, just in case he might need it later.

Climbing on his knees and positioning himself behind you. Placing kisses on the back and sides of your neck as he began to massage your shoulders. He knew that as your belly and breasts had grown your back and shoulders had taken the brunt of the weight, often leaving you stiff and sore. Stephen's massages had definitely become one of your favorite things. He knew they turned you to putty. Especially when he used his magic to warm your skin and soothe your muscles.

He couldn't hold back the devious smile that crossed his lips when he found a knot that illected a soft moan from you once he started working on it. It meant he knew he had you right where he wanted you. So he started placing more kisses up and down your neck to your shoulder as he rubbed. Nuzzling his nose into the crook of your neck and gently knocking your shoulder straps down as he went. Purring against your warm flesh.

He slowly let his hands start to drift down your shoulders and upper arms so his fingertips could tease at your breasts. Even just the slightest bit of attention making your nipples start to peak. When you didn't say anything to steer him back towards the massage he was half tempted to just start pawing at your breasts like a happy cat making bread. They had gotten so plush and full recently.

Instead he let his hands drift to hold your belly. Wrapping his arms around you and giving up all pretense of a massage. Not that you didn't know the game he was playing at the whole time anyway. Truth be told, you loved how obsessed Stephen was over your pregnant form.

"You know I always knew you were the most beautiful woman in the world, but like this I think you are officially the most beautiful woman in the multiverse. God, is it bad I can't wait to get you pregnant again?"

You couldn't help but laugh as you leant back into his arms. Dropping your head back onto his shoulder and reaching back to play with his hair. Finally getting to kiss his beautiful lips. You let yourself linger in between them, nuzzling and holding each other.

"Considering I haven't even finished cooking this baby yet, I think you are gonna have to wait, Stephen. Certainly no harm in us continuing practicing though."

He moved just enough so he could gingerly lower you to lay flat on the bed. A growl forming low in his chest as he protectively rubbed your belly with one hand while using his other arm to cage you underneath him.

"Mmm. Yes. Lots and lots of practicing. We should spend every free moment we can get practicing. I'm sure this little one will keep us plenty busy once he or she arrives."

You placed your hands over his on your belly and smiled as his lips descended back onto yours. This time with a moment of softness before it became passionate. A promise for the future before returning to the present moment. Letting your fingers drift up his arms and start undoing the buttons on his crisp white shirt.

He grudgingly let you pull your lips away from his so you could watch the pale skin of his chest come into view. In turn he got to see the dark clouds of lust take over your vision. He got to see the sweetest mama to-be give way to his little sexy minx. He got to see how you bit your bottom lip when you eased his shirt off of his shoulders.

You let your lips move to suck at the warm skin of his neck. Leaving an extra lick at his Adam's apple while he worked to shrug off the dress shirt he had no more use for. As soon as he threw it to the side he attacked your lips again. Trying to distract you from the feel of tendrils of his magic working to undo your dress.

The zipper down the back slowly sliding down on it's own. Well not really, but close enough. You sighed feeling the tight fabric loosen around your body. Finally feeling like you could breathe properly, not quite used to how your swollen belly and breasts were now constricted by so much of your clothing.

Stephen's eyes devouring every inch of your body as he began to unwrap you like a present. Slowly dragging the side of his index finger up your arm before gently hooking it under one of your shoulder straps.

Smirking to himself as he slid it farther down your upper arm. Stopping just before revealing your nipple and repeating the same action on the other side. Leaning down to start peppering kisses across the tops of your breasts before moving to nuzzle his face between them. The tickle of his goatee makes you laugh and your arms jump to wrap around his shoulders.

He kept placing kisses on your chest and rubbing his face against you, enjoying your reaction, as he slowly moved his hands down your sides to gather up the bottom of your dress. That way he could pull it off of you in one swift easy movement.

Lifting his head up just enough to allow you to lift up as he guided the fabric up and over your head. You had recently figured out getting dressed was much easier going up and over than if you tried to get past your belly from the bottom up. You relaxed onto the bed, closing your eyes and stretching your body now that it was free of its confinement. Your hands coming to rub your belly by sheer instinct. Only reopening your eyes when you heard the soft thud of your dress hitting the floor and the bed shifting as Stephen stood up.

You were treated to the beautiful sight of your lover standing in front of you slowly undoing his belt and his dress pants. His eyes never leaving your form splayed out on the bed for him. You couldn't refrain from pulling one hand up to trace over your lips when he stopped to rub at his erection through the expensive fabric. Biting your index finger between your teeth when he squeezed his length and thrust his hips forward with a growl.

You could feel your cheeks blush and your skin prickle up in goosebumps. Your nipples hardening in response too. Making you pull your other arm up to cover your breasts. Stephen shaking his head and laughing in response to your sudden shyness as he shoved his pants and underwear to the ground before pouncing on you again. Pulling your arms away from your body and pining them to the bed over your head as he slotted his weight between your legs, which you happily wrapped around his hips.

"Uh uh, mama. You don't get to be all shy and hide from me now. You know that *this* is all your doing. I also know that you know exactly how to take care of it."

He accented the word with a thrust and roll of his hips forward. Pressing his hard cock against your still hidden cunt. Making sure you felt exactly what you did to him as he teased at your sex. Letting you grind yourself against him in return as a needy little whine fell from your lips. Wanting Stephen just as badly as he wanted you now.

"There's my needy girl. I knew she was in there just waiting to come out. Just had to get you nice and relaxed. I can feel how wet you are through your panties baby, I've been wanting to feel you all night. I love you so much sweetheart."

"Well Doctor Strange, why don't you finish getting me naked. Then you can feel me all you want. Every single inch is all yours."

He smiled against your lips and pulled his hands to cup your face. Slowly starting to trail down your body and leaving kisses on any bits of your neck and chest that didn't have his fingertips grazing them. Nuzzling at your breasts and lightly licking and sucking at each nipple. He hadn't told you yet how much the thought of you breastfeeding turned him on too.

You whined when he stopped at your pregnant belly. Kissing and nuzzling it over and over. Whispering soft little 'I love yous' into your skin. Unsure whether he was speaking to you or the life inside you that you two had created together.

"Stephen, please… need you."

You were starting to lose your patience with all the prolonged foreplay. You loved how he made you feel so special, but you needed him inside you now. Your hormones made you terribly impatient.

"Alright little one, you know we love you, but I'm gonna need you to not pay attention to what's about to happen. Daddy needs to take care of Mommy, and I am always gonna make time to make her feel good."

You rolled your eyes at his teasing. He loved talking to your baby. It started late one night when he thought you were asleep. At first he just said the little things everyone else said. That he was it's dad. That you were it's mom. Then slowly he started sharing more.

How he was gonna try so hard to be a good dad, but that he was definitely gonna mess some stuff up. Things about the mystic arts and how he was looking for baby proofing spells. Stories of the Avengers and whatever 'Uncle Wong' did that day to give him shit. Even random medical stuff he had just read or just random thoughts that he had.

Good thing the baby wouldn't remember everything it overheard. Mommy and Daddy would have a lot to explain otherwise.

"Stephen, come on. You were so anxious to get me home and fuck me. I'm so wet Doctor. I need you to help me."

He growled as he looked up at you. You knew how calling him Doctor was one of his biggest weaknesses. You could see his body language shift immediately. He latched his thumbs under the band of your panties and started pulling them down slowly.

"Well I was gonna take my time and lick that pretty pussy for a while, but since mommy is getting impatient I guess we can rearrange my plan. Tell me what you want baby? Tell Daddy how you want him to play with you."

You had to think about your response. In honesty, you wanted everything. Greedy was also on the list of emotions that your hormones triggered. Stephen could always wake you up with his mouth later. It wouldn't be the first time, and right now you wanted him inside you more than anything else.

"Want daddy's cock. Make mommy cum on daddy's big hard cock. Then fill mommy up with your cum. Practice for when daddy can knock me up again. Daddy can always wake mommy up with his tongue in the morning if he wants another round."

You had barely gotten the last of your words put when he cut you off. Crawling back on the bed between your legs and reaching past you to grab one of the pillows from the head of the bed.

"- and I guarantee you I will. Now we're finishing with you on top, but I wanna fuck you like this first. Lift your hips mama."

You did as he asked and lifted your hips up so he could slot a pillow under your hips and low back for support. You smiled lovingly at your husband reaching to tap your index finger to his lips before gently teasing him again as he checked to make sure you were now safely situated.

"Don't be writing checks that your tongue can't cash, Dear Doctor."

He lowered himself to his forearms, pressing an all in encompassing kiss to you lips as he reached down to position his tip against your opening. Stilling and just relishing in the feeling of your warm wet hole ready to welcome him. Only starting to slowly press his hips forward when saw your eyes close and he heard you whimper in need. The feeling of his cock slowly impaling you finally granting you relief.

As you felt him reach your inner depths, fully sheathing his cock inside you, you opened your eyes and saw his mischievous smile beaming down at you. He was a man truly in love.

"Unless I am mistaken, my tongue has never failed you yet and I don't plan on letting it happen anytime soon. If mama isn't happy, no one is happy."

He let his hips slowly start to roll and thrust into you. Setting a slow easy rhythm as you he continued to kiss you. Letting one of his beautiful scarred hands come to brush at your cheek before letting it fall to play with your breasts again. Just enjoying all the pretty little noises you were making and fine tuning his movements until your voice hit just the right pitch. The beautiful sound of your voice as he brought you closer to climax.

"Oh God Stephen, yes. Right there. Fuck my pussy baby. You feel so good daddy."

You wrapped your legs as far around him as you could manage. The sound of your slick becoming more apparent in your new position with your hips positioned wider. It only made Stephen more determined to make you cum.

"Yeah? My fat cock feel good mama? Know you love it, that's how this happened, and fuck I'm gonna keep you stuffed full with cum or a baby every chance you give me. You were made for me to breed, weren't you pretty baby?"

His hips started snapping into you twice as hard as he said the word breed. Sweat starting to bead up on his brow. One down side to pregnancy sex was that after a certain amount of growing doing much moving was difficult if you were on the bottom. Plus your partner started to have a hard time mounting you in missionary and not rolling off.

If you wanted to get any really speed and/or force it had to be with you on top or with Stephen behind. Spooning sex had become a favorite for mornings, but at night Stephen loved having you on top of him. Especially after he got you all warmed up. He knew you were getting close when he felt your nails scraping down his hack.

He waited for you to respond to his dirty praises, you both got off on it and he didn't dare disrupt the flow. Watching you bite your bottom lip and making particular note of how your tits were so full now they practically jiggled all the way up to your chin.

"Made to take your cock daddy. Made to take your cum. Your cumslut to breed whenever you want. Always feels so good when you fill me up Stephen. Fuck, you know I can cum just from feeling you cum inside me. Always want you to cum in my pussy daddy."

At that he started rolling the two of you over, making sure to keep his cock inside you as he did. It wasn't as easy as it was before you were pregnant, but he had his favorite moves with you down to a science. Making sure to hold onto you as he rolled. He wasn't expecting you to get your own little mischievous smile as you situated yourself on top of him.

You grabbed the pillow that had been under your hips and leaned forward to place it under Stephen's head, giving him an even better view of where you sat perched on him. He loved when you did things like that. Little gestures, things you didn't have to do for him but wanted to. Just because.

"Aren't I supposed to be the one taking care of you?"

His hands had wandered up to cup your breasts, kneading them gently in his palms. His fingers drawing little shapes and dancing over your nipples. You happily tilted your head down as his fingertips reached up and placed soft kisses on each before letting them go back to work on you.

"Well I want to take care of you a little too. I love you Stephen."

You brushed the dark hair back from his forehead and stroked his cheek as he turned and whispered, "I love you too," into your palm. Your smile turned from sweet to devious as you drug your hand back down his chest and reached both hands back to brace yourself on his thighs. Slowly starting to let your hips rock forwards and back.

Gradually building up momentum so you could start to bounce on his cock, letting Stephen just lay there for now. You knew you wouldn't have the energy to do all the work for long. You did miss your pre-pregnancy stamina.

As you started to really lift your weight up and down Stephen's shaft, he couldn't decide whether he wanted to let his eyes close or not. You felt so good wrapped around him. So warm and wet and perfect. The feeling of your nails gripping into his thighs was icing on the cake. He just didn't want to miss seeing you like this for even a moment.

"Fuck, you are incredible sweetheart. Already so pregnant with my baby and you're still taking my cock so good. Love it when you ride me."

He could feel you squeeze his cock just a little tighter. A moan falling from his lips at the sensation.

"I'm close, baby. Fuck me harder now, please."

Stephen promptly grabbed onto your hips and adjusted so his knees were bent and his feet were flat on the bed. You let your weight fall forward and held yourself up on your hands with his first thrust up into you. He immediately matched the pace you had set and increased the force.

He held back from really pounding into you. That was the one part of your pregnancy he wasn't crazy about, but he was a doctor and a worrier, so he wanted to be safe. Even with being careful, he was able to easily find the perfect rhythm to have you on edge without fail. His photographic memory was good for things other than just reading.

When he felt your cunt starting to throb he could tell his own climax wasn't far behind. He finally let his eyes close so he could really pay attention to your sounds. The little whimpers you made driving him crazy. They only got higher when he let his fingers really dig into your now fuller hips.

"Oh God, don't stop, Stephen. Yes, yes, yes, yes! Gonna make me cum."

Something between a smile and a snarl forming on his lips as he tried to hold himself back just long enough for you to cum first. He lost all sense of composure as you fell apart for him. Feeling your perfect cunt squeeze the life out of him. Hearing your squeals and whines. Knowing that he made you feel so good. He let himself follow you down into climax.

"That's it mama. Cum on my cock baby. Milk my cock honey. The only place I ever want to cum again. Oh fuck you make me cum so hard. Filling you up so much"

You hummed in satisfaction as he fucked you through his own orgasm. Flooding your pussy with copious amounts of his warm thick cum. Your hips wiggling on top of him as you savored the feel of being completely filled up by him. Neither of you in any rush to separate from one another or clean up your shared mess.

Instead, Stephen was happy to just roll over so you both settled on your sides. Your top leg over his hip holding him close, and your pregnant belly pressed between you. One of his hands coming up to softly stroke your baby bump as you both caught your breath.

"Seriously, sweetheart, thank you for having my babies. I promise you and them that I will spend my life taking care of you and keeping all of you happy. I am also always going to be obsessed with you like this. So you better get used to leaving parties early. We have far too many empty rooms in the Sanctum to fill."

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