Protector 18+ (Angst/Smut)
Pairing: Dekvah (Yautja) x F!Reader
Request: hi, i was wondering if still you take yautja X reader requests. If so what do you think about protective!predator with shy!human!reader where he saves her and maybe some smut at the end? Sorry if it's stupid
Dekvah was out hunting, he'd left you alone in your hut and told you to stay put, as he does every time he leaves. You'd fully intended on listening, occupying yourself with organizing the various bones he's collected for you over the few years you've been with him.
You now admire them, no longer disturbed by pieces of skeleton. Each skull and vertebra was a symbol of his devoted love, his never-ending adoration for you. You understood that now.
A feeling of longing pulled at your chest, you missed him. He hadn't been gone for more than a few hours and you already missed the overprotective male.
You sighed and stood up, stretching your limbs with a slight wince, muscles sore from sitting crouched for so long.
You paused for a moment, thinking of something else to do before your thoughts were interrupted by the muffled grumble of your stomach.
"Snack break," you mumbled quietly to yourself, looking over at the dried meat hanging along the wall. You tilted your head and decided you wanted fruit instead, but you guys didn't have any fruit.
You glanced at the door and stared at it for a moment, conflicted on what to do, though your internal debate didn't last long.
With a basket in hand, you ventured out. Most Yautja paid no mind to your smaller human form walking among them, but you could feel some staring in disapproval, judging you.
You carried on, smiling when you saw Nak'ii, an elder you and Dekvah knew well. At first, the female disliked you greatly, she saw you as a disgrace to her kind. With time there comes acceptance and with acceptance, she's grown to care for you as she would her own.
You found a clearing in the forest and collected a couple of handfuls of berries from the bush nearest to you. As you turned around to head back home you bumped into something, or rather, someone.
A male you didn't know flared his mandibles wide, angrily, snarling before lunging towards you. You dropped your basket, falling back to the ground with a gasp as his teeth snapped together a mere inch from your face.
Seemingly out of nowhere, Dekvah had pinned the other Yautja down, hand wrapped around his neck as his jaws flared open. Dekvah spoke quickly, furiously to the male. His eyes were dark and his fist closed harder around the throat in his hand.
You were almost certain he was going to rip it out then and there. Your eyes were wide and watery when he looked at you, finished threatening the young male with death. He had fought against killing the fool, though it was so very tempting.
With a vexed grumble, he roughly pushed off the stranger and hurried to you, kneeling in front of you. He gently looked you over before pressing his head against yours. "I'm okay, promise," you whispered shakily.
He opened his eyes and gave you a stern look. "What were you thinking?" he asked, almost scoldingly as he began picking up spilled berries, placing them back in their container before helping you up.
"I didn't think anyone would attack me... I was just getting some fruit," you said quietly, motioning to the basket he held.
He clenched his jaw and pulled you to his side, turning to the other male who now stood with his head low. "Forgive me," he said in English, accent strong over the foreign words.
You simply nodded as Dekvah led you back to the village. "I could have gathered you berries," he stated firmly. "I know, I'm sorry..." you responded, unsure what else to say.
His anger simmered and he shook his head, "You should not apologize, it was not you who was in the wrong."
You cast your eyes down and leaned against him, silent the rest of the way home.
Large fur blankets were soft against your legs as you sat in bed eating a bowl of your problematic snack. Dekvah stood, taking his time peeling off his hunting gear.
You watched him, eyes lingering on his muscled back as he put up his weapons. "I missed you," you admitted, setting your empty bowl to the floor, suddenly feeling shy when he turned to you.
"Did you now, my little troublemaker?" he questioned, making his way to the bed. He sat beside you and pulled you atop his lap so your back was resting against his chest.
"Yes," you replied as you let your head rest on his shoulder. He hummed in response, clicking a few times to himself.
"I missed you too ank'te," he said lowly, his hands slipping under your shirt and over your abdomen.
Your breath caught in your throat as his warm fingers traced patterns along your skin. He caressed up your ribs, pulling you closer, safe against his chest.
He loved you more than you could ever imagine, it was deep, unwavering, and he'd do anything and everything for you. To see his vulnerable little mate in such a helpless position- it scared him.
He moved his hands down, tenderly massaging your thighs as he moved them to rest at either side of his. "You are dear to me, no harm will befall you mei'aki," he whispered against your ear.
You felt warm and fuzzy, skin tingling in the wake of his touch. "Dekvah," you said quietly, nearly pleading as he trailed a hand to your inner thigh, teasing the soft flesh.
His fingers trailed further inward, hiking up the dress he made especially for you. His legs widened, effectively opening yours for him, leaving you entirely at his mercy.
Your breaths grew shorter, quicker as his fingers grazed over your panties. His left hand held your hips down as you lifted them, desperate to feel him against you.
"Patience, ank'te," he purred, tracing circles against your clit over the thin fabric. You mewled against his shoulder, mind foggy, clouded with soft, growing pleasure.
His hand slipped under the delicate cotton, middle finger slipping between your slick folds before pushing slowly into your heat with a groan, "So wet and tight, you squeeze me as though your life depends on it, sweet one."
You moaned, hips pushing down against his hand, "Please.."
His ring finger joined the other, rubbing against that spongy spot inside of you with each thrust, palm hitting your swollen bud as he sped up his pace.
Dekvah drank in your whimpers and pleas, the pretty noises music to his ears. He encouraged you with words of praise, his native language mixing in with English.
"Mei'aki, so good for me. Sa'arut vehk i'na," he rasped and clicked against your ear, mandibles scraping against your neck.
You grabbed his strong forearms as you came on his fingers with a broken moan, blinding pleasure spreading throughout your body. Your walls fluttered around his digits, pulling them deeper as you went limp against him.
He lifted his fingers to his mouth, licking them clean before pulling your dress back down and pulling you up to cradle you against his chest.
"Thank you," you whispered, kissing his bare chest. He hummed, lowering his head to yours.
"This was merely a taste of what's to come little ooman, there will be plenty more thank you's to give," it was an unspoken promise he would happily fulfill.
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Idea for dt clover monster
1- 6 shooter, where the board gets split into 6 sections and you have to remember how the rounds were loaded into it
2- buckshot, where clover will shoot the board with a shotgun but the rounds fan out like the astral dreamer attack
3- lasso and lazer where the board is lined up with a double barrel shotgun and the soul is tied to the center having to avoid each shot from each barrel
4- clover will slowly move their talons in and you have to fire at them to keep them away
Beyond that I’m not sure, maybe they use their wings to block attacks?
yall are way more creative than me with this kinda stuff AHDJSJCN but ill add my own thoughts!!
YELLOW ATTACKS; If you get hit with one of DT!Clover’s yellow attacks, your HP gets sucked out and used to heal DT!Clover instead (similar to Ceroba’s red attacks).
1) Six Shooter —> Russian Roulette: In a very similar vein, you watch a (yellow colored) round be loaded into a revolver; you have like half a second to react to a reticle being put on your soul before it’s fired and it’s either a live round (normal bullet attack) or a yellow round.
2) Buckshot: Huge shotgun attacks that explodes into stars. The stars explode into SMALLER stars. Very bullet hell.
3) Prey: Similar to Ed’s attack, you have to avoid Clover’s talons grabbing you; if caught, you are stuck in one place and aimed at by either feathers, stars, or revolver shots. Very difficult to move and avoid attacks if caught.
4) Blackhole: Extending their wings, their inner wings turn into the void of space, sucking you to the top of the battle box. You must avoid swipes from their claws or shooting stars coming out of their wings.
5) One Last Hurrah: Similar to Zenith Martlet’s attack where the screen goes huge and she flies towards you (idk the name lmao); Clover’s tail splits into four; they slam it into the battle box, yellow shards spraying. The main attack is DT!Clover’s SOUL charge up an attack and shoot towards you. They swat your bullets away with their tail, you can’t hurt them during this attack.
EXTRA CHALLENGES: As the fight goes on, lighting surrounds attacks that have things to do with DT!Clover’s physical body; such as their talons or wings. Extra damage, and occasionally yellow! A lot of simpler attacks also overlap, like how Zenith Martlet has like 3 different attacks going on every round. Things like TNT explosions, gunpowder lines you have to avoid (or else it will explode), and gunshots that shatter the battle box into segments (so you’re stuck in one section unless you take damage to move through the cracks).
You would have to aim for DT!Clover’s soul with bullets to hurt them! No other spot would damage them; just their soul. idk how all this would work in an actually game but this was fun to theorize and think up >:]
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