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‘Miss me?’

Dr Strange x villain! fem! reader

THIS ONE IS ANGSTY I LOVE IT + SMUT

MINORS GO AWAY

You gazed down at your hand, mindlessly twiddling with a seemingly invisible ring that was once held hospice there- your mind straying away from what truly mattered.

He said he wanted to marry you. You said no- you didn't need a stick of metal and a big rock to prove an incandescent love but now you were regretting ever saying no to Stephen.

Stephen, I don't want to use my powers to help this. Getting the Darkhold will destroy everything within you. I can't let you do this.

He left you. He left the room without seeing your face as you denounced the Mystic Arts. Being left isolated in the deep desolate cave of an abandoned metallic warehouse, you found time to contemplate in which the ways Stephen had betrayed you, mishandled your trust and exploited your powers.

That didn't matter now, because Stephen twisted the knife that would inevitably seal your fated course, seal your past, present and future. While his life bore the fruits of status and power, yours rotted poisonous envy and unbridled plans of revenge. Stephen's silence was the biggest response, coming from the main who would never shut up damned the consequences was radio silent. You grew into the monster that you were afraid the Darkhold would turn him into. Seeming to rebrand yourself and your image, you found that this cold barren warehouse was a place you could really thrive in terms of scheming such cold hearted revenge of the man that you once loved.

The man that you wanted to protect- he scoffed in your face at your empathy, you'll show him how empathetic you were when you drive a knife through his chest. Sporting some silk black finery with some envy green details, your dress was very well slit, evil and intensely cunning indeed.

You glanced down at your fingers again, you were still playing with an invisible ring. Fuck him. Death will dawn upon him and you'll look him right in the eye when you do so.

Now Stephen was in front of vou- tied to a chair with your magic. His breath becoming cool in the metallic atmosphere as his eyes were wild in anticipation, darting all around him to register where he was and how he could get out of such a scenario. Your back was against him, hood of your robe pulled up as your perfectly manicured nails curled into a fist clenching at your sides. You took Stephen's sling ring so he had no chance of escaping now.

‘’Who are you?! What do you want from me?!’’ Stephen gritted, the bones of his teeth crunching together.

‘’I'm upset that vou can't remember me- am I really that forgettable, honey?’’You purred as you turned and revealed who you turly were. Stephen's face fell from stern and hard to lost and defeated. His eyes lost all the fire burning inside of him to be set free but when he saw your face again...he stilled at your dispostion. You wore yourself raggedly, eyes smeared yet sleek with the dark pigment of eyeliner and nails as sharp of as a carnivorous panther but you carried yourself with grace with each clack of your impossibly high stillettos that inched towards him.

‘’Y/N? What are you doing here? Is this where you've been all this time?’’His defeated eyes followed you, his breath shallow and terrified- you can be cruel when you want to be.

‘’I see this pretty face hasn't been corrupted by the Darkhold, or your soul for that matter. I missed you baby.’’ You smirked menacingly as your fingers traced around the outlines of his face. He tugged his head back to stray away from your cold and lifeless touch.

‘’No. It was destroyed before I could get it.’’ Stephen replied with a mutter, he couldn't look you dead in the eye because if he did every single moment he shared with you would be more potent than ever.

‘’So you lost me for no reason Stephen? I'm annoyed.’’You lifted your leg and lifted a heel to his neck, just another inch forward and it would have impaled him where he sat- and he knew it.

‘’I never stopped looking for you.’’ Stephen admitted through a sigh, his hands gripped at the chair in annoyance.

‘’Don't lie!’’ You yelled and your heel started digging into his skin and he winced in pain before you ultimately let go of him. You needed to drag this out, emotionally and physically torture him till he begs for mercy.

‘’You think I'd decide to be funny and lie to you while you have me strapped to a goddamn chair?!’’ He bellowed back at you, echoing the warehouse in the process. You turned your back on him again, bordering the lines of pacing where you stood.

‘’It was funny when you shut me out when all I wanted to do was protect you, you bargained me and you chose that damned book over me. And now you have neither. Is this what you strived for!?’

Your words made Stephen think a lot more about his loss than he cared to admit, he didn't have the book and he didn't have you...he needed you to come back. But you never did- he stopped hoping, he'd stare at the stars at night and call your phone begging for an answer, begging you to come home to him and live in his arms. But you never did. He couldn't portal to you either, it was physcially impossible to even locate your wherabouts.

‘’So what is this then. Punishment? Judge, jury and executioner? You think waiting for you to come back wasn't punishment enough for me?’’ Stephen's eyes were hard and soft at the same, as if he was remembering some gruelling life event borne of indescribable trauma. Your chest was thrumming with adrenaline as your face contorted from a sour frown into a mischevious and almost flirtatious gawk.

‘’It's been a while since you asked me to punish you.’’ Your finger stroked his chest as you circled around him so your front was to his back. Bending down, you purred in his ear allowing him to remember the last time you had deliciously had your way with him.

Stephen remembered it as clear as day. You were riding him, grinding onto him with no remorse but the catch was he couldn't touch you. If he grazed a finger on your skin, he wouldn't get to cum. He'd let you play your little game, let you have fun with it like a dumb cat with a shoelace and after he'd unleash his aggression onto you after- this time bound by his belt.

‘’I'm sure it was me who punished you sweetheart.’’ Stephen couldn't help but fall into your salacious flirt. Two can play at that game.

Before you could speak, you held a knife to his throat. You tugged his hair back from behind you as you whispered in his ear.

‘’Stephen, so help me God, I'll plunge this into your neck and watch you bleed out if-‘’

‘’If what? Hm?’’ He cut you off before you could finish your whispered threat.

The blade dug into his skin sharper in response, you tugged his hair harder and he let out a moan. You raised your eyebrow slightly at that.

Too distracted by his bodily administration, he broke free of your magic restraints, stood up and twisted your arm back. ‘’Don't fight me Y/N.’’ He warned.

You seethed at your own reaction more than anything, you let out a gutteral noise of exasperation as you elbowed him in the face with your free arm. The knife that clattered to the ground was all your mind was focused on, as you scrambled to reach it he conjured up his own mystical dagger with quick work of his hands. When you turned to face him, your knives were pointing against each other- the tense energy was palpable by you both and the air felt singed as you paused to register what was even happening.

Stephen noticed that the colour of your eye was barely visible, you were barely holding on. Your face was blank with fear and worry and it made him feel awful about all the pain and suffering he made you face. He made you turn poisonous. Your eyes told him all he needed to know.

He dropped his dagger and watched the metal clang onto the cold hard floor Stephen charged towards you even with the knife still extended out to him.

‘’Come closer and I'll dig it into your face.’’ You cautioned him harshly.

Instead he grabbed you by the waist with one hand and roughly pulled you against him and with the other hand was placed on the wrist in which the knife was being held. His fingers dug into your skin but all you could care about was the fact his hands were on you after all this time. You didn't lie at the beginnng of it all, you missed him. So. Much

‘’Let. Go.’’ Stephen's blue eyes were thinned and boring into yours, his fingernails nipped your skin and his grip on you became tighter and tighter You felt your inhibitions leave you as you mindlessly let go and let the knife fall to the ground ungraciously. Your face became hard and unforgiving

Your faces were so close to each other, you hadn't been this close to him in so long. His breath fanning over your face only proved it.

‘’You never looked for me.’’

‘’It was always impossible to understand you, let alone know where you were going next.’’ His eyes flitted to your lips and you frowned at him.

‘’You left me.’’

‘’You could never go through with it.’’ Stephen's thumb brushed your bottom lip as he lifted your chin upward. ‘’Nice try though.’’ He let out a half smile.

That set you off. You grabbed at the extra knife you stored in your high holster as you knew the egotistical prick would think he won you over You held it to his neck and watch the life slowly leave from his eyes as you grabbed him by his cloak collar.

‘’I can. You haven't even seen the things I've done and what I've turned to since you walked away from me.’’ Your voice was hoarse with pain and you felt your eyes start to glaze slightly with the telltale tang of tears.

He paused as he saw the abundance of pain in your eyes

‘’You haven't seen the state you turned me into when you left. You think for a moment that I haven't spent every second of every day missing you? Missing you to the point where I used the time stone and tampered with the very fabric of space and time just to take back every wrongdoing I've ever done to you. I went back in time just to see your face again. Is it so wrong to still want you when you're standing right in front of me right now?’’ His prominent features were etched in the painful memory of losing you and you felt your heart soften a little, a tear fell from your eye as you dropped the knife and closed the space between you and kissed the pain away from his lips.

Stephen kissed you back with a newly lit fervour which you were reciprocating now. Your mouth encompassed his as his arms wrapped tightly around your waist and your hands cradled his face and reached for the back of his neck to make the kiss that much more deep. His eyes were screwed shut as he was lost in the taste of you, the taste he missed so much it could almost make him cry in relief. Your mouth was exotic and your skin was smooth, he was dying to feel the rest of you again. Tongues were locked in an endless battle of control with each kiss.

While your mouth was on his, you reached for the sling ring you took from him earlier - reaching behind him as his hands were still on your waist, you slipped the ring onto his finger and he smirked against your lips. You were hoping he'd get the hint that you wanted him to portal you backto his bed. As obliged and lips still biting against lips, he swirled his fingers behind your back and opened a portal ultimately pushing you through. His bed was exactly the way you remember it, large and impossibly regal. Stephen threw you onto it as he slung off his cloak, you kicked your heels off too.

‘’Dear God I've missed your body so much. So fucking perfect.’’ He muttered as he began stripping you of your dress. Before you knew it you were naked, the man in front of you was desperate enough to rip the fabric off of you. Only being clothed in the lace of your underwear and your empty thigh holster. You smiled up at him teasingly as he stipped you of your underwear You pussy was glistening and it made him salivate already.

‘’Don't drool honey. Show me how much you missed me.’’ You leaned up on your elbows, sprawled out on top of the bed as Stephen began to undress himself Your hair was angelic and messy at the same time; you were so effortlessly attractive. He tugged your ankles forward so your legs were dangling against the edge, you yelped at the unexpected action. You assessed the rippling panes of his chest muscles and the curve of his bicep as he was left in nothing but his boxers.

‘’Thigh holster? That's very Russian assassin of you.’’ Stephen raised a flirty eyebrow at you.

‘’I should've bought more. My knife collection is getting...big.’’ You squeaked the last word as Stephen's cock hit your lower stomach; you darted your face down to remark at how thick he was. You forgot how fucking huge he was, it was a mistake on your part.

‘’You forgot?’’He questioned lowly.

You froze.

‘’Let me remind you how nice it was.’’

Stephen guided his cock through your wet folds as your legs rested agains his shoulders. He pawed at your tits ferociously when his cock found hospice on your clit, your body had a mind of its own whenever Stephen played with your tits.

His dark eyes bore into your desperate face as he rammed himself into you, the wince of your face whenever he stretched you out was always his favourite part. Stephen gripped onto the back of your soft thighs as he pistoned himself in and out of you, watching his cock disappear and appear

‘’Stephen...You feel so fucking good. Harder.’’ You rasped breathlessly but when your eyes connected with his all you saw was a smug superior look on his face.

‘’Beg me. Be nice and say please.’’Stephen replied condescendingly, his aim of embarrassing you becoming more and more ugent as he began to slow his movements down. Wich was the last thing you wanted. To your dismay, you gave in.

‘’Please. Please. I'm begging you just make me cum onyou.’’ You gasped at him. He took pleasure in seeing the sweet look on your face and that only translated into the brute force of his thrusts.

‘Missed fucking this so much.’’ He groaned as his cock went deeper into the hilt. Your pants were bordering on delusion.

You were done for. You let go with a scream as your knuckles gripping the sheets turned paper white. The hazy cloud of intense release raining down on you blurred your peripheral and in that moment you sensed that Stephen came undone too. Ever the gentleman always making sure you finished first.

He leaned down to rest your foreheads against each other after being finished and washes of euphoria began to soak away into your skin. Your hands cradled his face as foreheads were pressed against foreheads tenderly, you smiled up at him bashfully as bright inquisitive eyes met his.

You missed feeling anything other than bitterness. You missed him. You missed it all. You smiled bashfully and he thought it was the most adorable thing ever.

‘’I started my day being strapped to a chair by you and now you're in my bed.’’

Your thumb brushed against the lips that were curling up into a flirty smile.

‘’I can be so merciful when I want to be. Maybe I should've punished you again and ride you without letting you touch me’’

‘’Dear God I wanna marry you.’’

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