#billy answers asks

[fingersinmyhair]

"don't say stuff like that, it gets me all... confused." with billy lenz

You had been working with him on this for months. Slowly, surely, giving him all the patience and kindness a person could need to open up, or, at the very least, ease into a slightly more comfortable state of being.

Nothing was really working, except physical touch. The only time you'd attempted to verbally validate and coax him, he'd shut himself in the attic for a week. You didn't try again.

Until he was on top of you, face in your neck, squirming and crying and moaning against you about how unwanted he was, how filthy, how disgusting. How he was going to hurt you if you didn't leave him.

"You're not, Billy. You're not filthy; you're not bad," you cooed softly, running fingers through his hair and soothing him against you. He shook his head and sighed against you, shakily.

"Bad Billy. Filthy Billy."

"Good Billy, you're a good boy, Billy, you can be good."

"Don't." He said with a chilling finality. It wasn't as if he was constantly spitting and rambling and speaking in trauma riddles, but when he took this tone of voice, it always shook you a little, straight to your core.

"Don't what? I believe it," you urged softly, closing your eyes. You pet him still, massaging his neck with one hand.

"Don't... say things like that... It- It confuses me, makes my stomach hurt," he admitted. You frowned slightly, somehow pulling him even closer.

"I just need you to know I see goodness in you. I see love and need and anger, but I don't see bad. I don't see filth."

You felt something hot and wet drip against your skin, once, twice, another time. They cooled quickly and dripped fast.

"Billy?"

"Say it again."

[ask-billy-parks]

Where did you get your jacket in your pfp?? It looks really cool

“Got it at a thrift store like where I get the majority of my stuff. And thanks for saying it’s cool. Same reason I got it.”

[timbit-robin-art]

Uh-oh. Watch out. Goober-esque goofiness is afoot (possible sticker ideas).

[chrissv4mp]

Can I request a billie smut relating to her song oxytocin since I haven't seen anything of it yet, maybe just including the lyrics too like maybe she says to reader "I can see it clear as day, you don't really need a break. Wanna see what you can take." And "I wanna do bad things to you, wanna make you yelp." Kinda pervy!billie in a way ???

౨ i wanna do bad things to you, don't wanna treat you well ৎ

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★ a loud cry falls from your kiss-swollen lips as you clench around her fingers. they never stop, though, instead picking up the pace as her thumb comes up to rub at your clit. a chorus of choked moans and whimpers fill the room and your girlfriends ears, and she smiles as she watches you squirm underneath her, "can't take n'more, bils—fuck—mhh, please, i can't.."

her lips press to your jawline softly, a contrast to how hard she was fucking you with her fingers. she coos gently into your ear, whispering praises. but as your hands begin to push her away, she pins them above your head with her free hand, "yes, you can. you don't really need a break, mamas.. i know you can give me a few more, yeah?"

a few more. she said that 5 orgasms ago, and you bet she wouldn't stop for another 5 more. your mascara was ruined, tears running down your cheeks and staining them. billie was relentless, and she hadn't stopped since you both set foot in the privacy of your bedroom. you weren't complaining, though, every time she was like this, you would always see stars.

the only downside to this was that you could never find yourself denying her. those pouty lips and big, innocent eyes she gave you. you know that look in her eyes is fake, but you still give in every time, and this is the outcome almost always. she was just so fucking gorgeous, you didn't know how anybody could say no to her, "wanna see what you can take,"

"wanna break you, ruin you for anyone else. 'ts 'cause you're mine." she mutters, and her tone almost makes it seem like she's angry. but she's far from that, she's fucking ecstatic that she was able to get you like this. your legs trembled, waterline filling up with more tears, wrists struggling against her own, and your pussy clenching tightly around her fingers.

a quiet sob went right to her ear, and that just encouraged her torture on your swollen, sensitive pussy. billie licked a long stripe from your neck down to your clit, pressing a soft kiss onto the puffy bud before wrapping her lips around it. she'd done the same action countless times before during this one session, but it feels like the first time you're getting butterflies from it, "i wanna do bad things to you. fuck, m'gonna make it so you struggle walking tomorrow, ma."

your breath hitches once again, and billie smiles against your clit as she feels your walls flutter around her two fingers. she thrusts them in and out over and over again, and you finally let go as she curls them deep inside of you, "fuckk!—oh my god, oh my—bils, i—" her fingers slide out of you, only for her tongue to dip inside of your entrance. she moans at the taste of you, eyes rolling back as she hooks her arms under your thighs to pull you closer. her voice is muffled, and you can just barely hear her over your gasps and the loud squelching sound of your pussy, "my girl. mhh, you taste s'good."

authors note: hmu pervy!billie !!!!

wc: 533🗣🗣

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[swagathaharkness]

I just KNOW Agatha's gay ass has one of these cloaks laying around somewhere

[erosmutt]

ok like i dont expect you to write this or anything its more just food for thought- which hayden characters, including hayden, would be a boobs guy, a butt guy, or thigh guy or something else lmaooo

ugh i luh yew for this. disclaimer, most of them are ass men <3

☆ HAYDEN : ass

I'll be real... I don't know. All his exes are flat skinny girls... KIDDING! Hayden is an ass man! He's not one to objectify, but he can appreciate a nice ass when he sees one. He's the type to give your ass a swat in passing, just because. Or because he likes to see it jiggle. Either way, he likes to touch it. Fills his hand nicely.

☆ SAM : boobs

Sam... just objectifies girls. All the time. He's a horny teenage boy, and nothing gets him off quicker than a nice rack on a girl. His favorite pastime is watching the volleyball girls play, and all he can imagine is grabbing at their tits, or burying his face into them.

☆ SCOTT : boobs

Scott'll stare at your tits shamelessly. Especially since Horizon's activities call for so much hard labor, you're constantly moving and working up a sweat. You mostly wear camisoles and tanktops, so he has an amazing view of your cleavage. Plus you sweating usually equals a see through top, which is an amazing perk.

☆ ANAKIN : boobs

Anakin hates that he can't see your body well in your Jedi attire, but he can see your breasts a bit because of the fabric straining against them. He gets distracted during training watching your tits bounce while you swing your saber about.

☆ JAMES : ass

ass man. ASS. MAN. James' favorite position is doggystyle because he gets to watch your ass ripple and jiggle when his hips smack into it. he'll do double takes when he's walking down the street after seeing a girl with a fat ass. bonus points if you're chubby - fatter ass and a whole lotta whole lotta for him to grab onto!

☆ CLAY : thighs

Clay loves your thighs because they make such a comfortable resting spot. After a hectic day at the office, all he wanted was to bury his head in your plush thighs to relax. The way you'd play in his hair while he rested was also even better.

☆ BILLY : hips

No matter what, Billy always has his hands on your hips. he loves to stand behind you, loves to feel you up. whenever you try and step away, he grabs you by your hips and pulls you back into him. he likes the sense of power it gives him.

☆ LORENZO : boobs + waist

Your body was what initially drew Lorenzo in, but your resourcefulness was a plus, so he said. Totally not your cleavage and waist. He helped you get dressed one morning (he was squatting at your place hiding from Gerbino, go figure) and he refused to get his hands off your waist. Just constantly roaming from your tits to your waist, back and forth. He kept saying it was to adjust your undergarments which you knew was NOT true but... it felt good, so you didn't make a move to stop him.

☆ LUKE : ass

For the same reasons as James and Billy. He loves to worship your body, loves to touch on you, just to be near you. He loves you, but the thing that really made him fall in love was your ass in the jeans you wore on your first date together.

☆ KURT : ass

He just loves your ass. Just does. He loves eating it too. He'll absolutely fiend for you, antsy for you to come home so he can worship your ass. Spank it, grip it, fuck it... any and everything. If it can be done, he'll do it to your ass.

☆ DON : thighs

Don likes to rest. He's content with just sitting. Napping, reading a book, just nothing too strenuous. One day you came and sat on his thigh after washing the dishes, and the way your thighs squished and spread had him curious. Despite being married for a few years, you two had only been intimate a handful of times, which meant he hadn't paid your body much attention. So he began to invite you to sit on his lap, and one hand would idly caress your thighs while the other would jot down notes as he prepped for his next sermon.

☆ VADER : hips

He feels like he has control over you when he holds you by your hips. Plus his hands are so large, it's hard for you to get out of his grasp... generally.

☆ AJ : ass

AJ can appreciate any woman's body, but it's something about a girl's ass that always gets him. He's always at fancy gatherings courtesy of his job, so there are always women wearing fancy dresses - most that accentuate their figures. Also, strip clubs. Can't forget those. His favorite thing about the clubs is the dancers bending over right in his face. All he wants to do is give their asses a good, firm smack. He wished they had a bit more, though. Why do they always hire skinny, flat girls to be dancers?

☆ LEO : hips

You two went to dinner after getting engaged, and the dress you wore had him in a frenzy. It wasn't a skimpy dress or anything either, it just accentuated your natural curves. While he was guiding you around, his hand was on your hips at all times. He'd occasionally give a slight squeeze, not to tease you, just because he needed to have a feel of you constantly.

☆ STEPHEN : thighs + boobs

Stevie likes anything about a woman that's maternal. Or, what he considers maternal. Big breasts, thick thighs... those are all things he associates with a mature woman. So naturally, he wants a woman with those physical attributes!

[golyadkin]

Something something living with your mistakes Something something period of adjustment

[cerealboxlore]

you know those posts where cap’s seen as a dad figure? what if one of the reasons why the other superheroes think that way is because when league members bring up there kids or need cap to cover for them when their kids need them cap is just super understanding, empathetic and gets oddly proud of them for being with there for their kids

the actual reason why he’s like that is because billy just really values those things as an orphan and is proud to work with such great people

Whenever someone mentions or even breathes the implication of Cap being mistaken as a dad or seen as a father figure, I lose my marbles, because, oh cheese and crackers, I just can't express enough how much I adore this headcanon! I'm doin' a little happy dance :D

Billy Batson is someone who has always yearned and wished to be a part of a family again since his experience was cut short due to tragedy and made sour thanks to his uncle Ebeneezer being crusty dusty, so it's easy to see him respecting those who appreciate the family they have. He had to grow up and mature far faster than any kid his age, and compared to most adults, Billy is actually more mature and responsible than they are, unfortunately. It's reasonable to see that this would be reflected in Captain Marvel; someone who's immature at times, but ultimately a good-natured person with a golden heart and good intentions, who others can depend on anytime and anywhere (much to the sacrifice of his personal life).

Billy has been in enough foster homes at a young age to know the difference between a good parent and a rotten one, so seeing members of the league prioritize their family members and kids would make him really happy. He's the type to take on any shift or mission in the place of another member if they had something important to do with their family. What you said about him being very proud and empathetic towards parents in the league made me realize that Billy would have loved to have parents like them had his own not perished. In a way, he's not just proud of them, but a little bit envious.

This also brings up another headcanon of mine, where Captain Marvel is the unofficial designated babysitter of the league when emergencies come up. Because despite not knowing who he is/his secret identity, people trust him enough to let him know theirs. Like, it all starts with the Captain in the watchtower break room drinking apple juice, and is suddenly bombarded with a group of children or sidekicks being thrown at him by the other heroes, saying that the Captain was in charge while they were away before teleporting away.

All these kids and teenagers that he suddenly has to help look after, and while Captain Marvel is calm on the outside, Billy Batson is freaking out on the inside. Some of those kids are older than he is, and there's some hilarity to it. Shenanigans ensue in the Captain Marvel: Adventures in Babysitting day, but it all turns out okay in the end. As a kid, Billy would know how to talk to them and keep them busy with fun/educational stuff. Might even teach them a thing or two about good morals, manners, archeology, or ancient magic stuff.

I imagine some of those kids would want to be babysat by him again, and Billy would welcome it (with warning ahead of time). Captain Marvel is just someone people like being around with his good dad vibes. Some of them even ask if he has kids of his own, but are met with an empty room immediately as the man zooms off whenever people ask him questions about family.

Gosh I went rambling again, but I loved this ask!

[stagefoureddiediaz]

the lack of physical intimacy of any kind between buck and tommy is certainly a choice let me tell you....

Hey Nonnie

Choices were made and I find them fascinating!

It would’ve been so easy to show intimacy in simple ways that would’ve been sweet and lovely and shown the relationship being in a good place - and I don’t even mean full on kissing - gentle caresses can do so much work in terms of showing intimacy or even a kiss to the forehead etc if it’s done well - the kind of gestures and physicality that show longevity and comfort and love! Hell the hand squeeze buck gave tommy in the cafe scene in you don’t know me is the perfect example - intimate and sweet and tender - and hopeful - without needing to kiss etc!

The thing I enjoyed most about the fact buck and tommy have gone back to covid social distancing rules is that it says so much more about the reality of their relationship - which we’ve been saying from the get go - that it’s all about sex - that there is no intimacy between them because they still - 6months ish later - don’t know one another beyond surface level because there isn’t anything to the relationship beyond awkward sexual innuendo and them having sex.

So to have them not be able to connect on a sexual level because of physical limitations and issues getting in the way (because shoulder injury first and Tommys hang ups about the boils later) they then had to try to connect on a non sexual level - and there was nothing there!

That was all so very intentional from a direction and script point of view - it gives so much away. that tommy clearly hasn’t, up to this point, seen or experienced wiki buck doing substack deep dives or dealt with a buck who spirals out when confronted with something like being cursed is really telling - because by all accounts they’re the kind of things you’d be seeing a bit of by this point.

We’re supposed to pick up on the fact they aren’t intimate in any way on a non physical level and I am excited to see how they make use of all of the things they’ve been showing and telling us as we hit the hurdle!

[fingersinmyhair]

🎥 🚗 for john carver / eric newlon please

filming sex headcanons for john carver and eric newlon:

• he has a private channel specifically for live-streaming fucking you, sometimes tying you up and other times not but the camera is always ALWAYS focused on your pretty face so his audience can see how much pleasure a serial killer can bring

• imagine him fucking you from behind, fingers hooked into your sweet little mouth while he spits and growls about how tight and warm you are

car sex with eric newlon:

• he goes fucking nuts for road head, carding his fingers through your hair and massaging your scalp while focusing on the road, driving as safely as possible while his heart races for you, trying his best not to fuck into your throat

• alternatively, sheriff newlon bending you over the hood of his car and fucking you on some lonely backroad he was patrolling

[loserboysandlithium]

Just thinking about being out with the gang and teasing Billy. Sitting on his lap, grinding on him and then him finally not able to take it and takes you to the bathroom and…

“Stop it...” Billy grumbles in your ear making you smirk.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about.” you reply sweetly as you shift in his lap once again, purposefully grinding across his clothed cock. You’ve been teasing him for about a half hour, his dick has been consistently growing harder and harder beneath you.

His large hand grips your waist tightly as he holds you in place, his lips come to your ear once again. “If you don’t fucking stop, then you’re gonna be in trouble, baby.” he growls, his deep voice sending shivers down your spine.

“Mmm.. how much trouble?” you giggle as you turn to face him, fluttering your eyelashes up at him. His blue eyes bore into yours as a delicious smile appears on his pretty lips.

“Bathroom, now.” he snips, standing suddenly, lifting you with him.

“We’ll uh- we gotta- we’ll be right back.” Billy says to the group, giving up on trying to come up with a story. His hand is firm on your wrist as he pulls you toward the bathroom of the bowling alley.

He swings open the door, spinning you against the wall as soon as you’re inside. His lips slam to yours, a hard kiss making you moan instantly. Your fingers tangle in his curls as your tongues swirl together wildly.

He quickly pulls down his jeans and your eyes land on his cock standing erect.

Fucking hell...

He pulls your dress up to your hips, yanking your panties to the floor roughly. "You're so perfect, baby." he praises and your stomach flutters as he steps closer.

You gasp as he hooks his arms under your thighs and lifts you off the ground with ease. Your legs wrap around his waist and you can feel his hard cock resting against your warmth.

“Little slut couldn’t even wait til we got home?” he taunts and you shake your head.

“Need you, Bills.” you whimper, your pussy aching for the familiar pleasure.

He places himself at your entrance and lets go of your thighs just a bit allowing you to slide down onto his cock slowly. You feel the delicious stretch.. he's so fucking big.

“Better baby? Just needed Daddy’s cock.” he mumbles drunkenly as he slides in a few more inches.

Your mouth drops open with a whiny gasp as you feel him enter you completely. He lets out a beautiful moan as your legs tighten around his waist.

“Y-Yes Daddy.” you stutter as your hands rest on his shoulders and he begins to thrust into you, holding you up against the wall of the bathroom.

The feeling of him inside of you is overwhelming every single time. You meet his blue eyes as he continues to thrust in and out.

“So needy… such a needy little thing.” he grins and you can’t do anything but cry out as his hands grip your ass and he begins really slamming you into the wall.

"Fuck!" You cry out as he hits deep inside, so fucking deep.

"God, that pussy feels so good." Billy groans as your breasts bounce wildly with every thrust of his hips.

"Billy.. I.." your head falls back against the wall as you struggle to speak.

Moans pour from your lips as your nails dig into his back. You’re trying to keep quiet but you can't control the noises coming out of your mouth as he pounds into you.

"Harder, baby! Harder!" You beg him and he chuckles wickedly as your head falls forwards onto his shoulder. He fucks you faster and faster. Each thrust somehow reaches deeper.

He rolls his hips up into you and you cross your ankles behind his back, holding him in deep. "Mmm... fuck my pussy, baby." you whine in his ear. "I'm so fucking wet.. so wet for you, Billy." You moan loudly before you bite down on his shoulder roughly.

"Jesus, baby." he moans raspily.

Your face is buried in his neck. Your moans are getting louder and louder in his ear making him fuck you harder and harder with every fucking one. Your pussy clenches around his cock and you’re fucking soaked.

"Does that feel good, baby?" he burns in your ear as your head rests on his shoulder.

"I...y-yes.." you try but it quickly turns into a moan as he quickens his pace even more. "Billy! Don't stop.. fuck baby.. don't stop!" You squeal and he begins lifting your ass, dropping you down onto his cock faster and faster until you’re a mumbling mess.

“Gonna- Billy I’m gonna-”

“Cum for me, sweet girl.” he moans, keeping his fast pace, slamming into your drenched pussy.

Your head falls back into the wall and your fingernails dig into his shoulder as you cum all over his cock. His lips find yours, swallowing your cries as his thrusts get sloppier and sloppier until he pumps you full of his cum.

He collapses into you, pressing your body completely against the wall as he buries his face in your neck.

“I love you, baby.”

“I love you more.”

K byeeee

[travelingtwentysomething]

🌚Am I The Asshole?🌝

🤘Touch anything underlined to be linked to the fic🤘

This is the ask I sent around to a few people who reblogged @dynamic-power post about Spideypoolverine x Harringroveson crossover which inspired me to write a one shot which I posted under that post. I wanted to spread the word a bit, share it with some people who might Reblog it.

But it seems like I offended someone bad enough that they're in my dms lecturing me on it. And I responded just a tad sarcastically but I don't feel like it's anyone's place to police how you share and build community here. As long as you're not bothering anyone and not spamming people.

Clearly, I accidentally sent the ask to this person twice, and they were bothered. So I apologized and I thought that was that. But am I in the wrong here? What do you think?

Btw thanks @sex-drugz-rockroll for sharing the link and answering the ask I sent you🤗

[chrissv4mp]

ok I js followed but I was wondering if you could do a fic where your Billies partner and your in the front row and js says “c’mere y/n! Come up here babe!” Or smth like that and the fans go wild because the don’t know you two are dating. If so pls tag me in it🤍. love youuuuuu!!

౨ front row seat ৎ

authors note: HII BBY!! i literally love this idea so i just had to write this immediately it's literally so cute😭 I LOVE UU TOOO🤍

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☆ the whole stadium sings along together to one of your girlfriends songs, and you join in, knowing every lyric from heart as you scream. she's walking on the stage right in front of you, and and you reach your hand out like a crazed-fangirl as you call out her name. billie continues to sing, not noticing you as she mistakes you for another fan and just waves, laughing to herself as she begins to jump around the stage some more.

you smile as you watch her make her way around the stage, waving at her fans and even blowing kisses to some lucky ones. you stare up at the big screens in adoration as you see her beautiful face, smiling as she hits every note perfectly. as she comes back to your side, you grab onto the metal rail that seperates the stage and the pit, screaming her name once again.

this time, she notices, and she almost stops singing as shock washes over her entire being. you told her you weren't gonna be able to make it, but somehow, your meeting got canceled, and you made it right on time. you waved again, this time mouthing, "i love you," as you watched her stare at you in awe.

the fans behind and around you are confused as to why she's staring at you in particular, but they just take it as an opportunity to try and get her attention, screaming and crying her name as they all wave. the girl on stage mouths, "i love you, too," and you giggle, knowing that there will be several fan edits of this exact moment.

when the song ends and billie finally gets to take a breather and chat with her fans, she runs back over to the side of the stage that you're in front of, crouching down and moving the microphone up to her mouth, "come up here, baby! y/n, c'mere, get up here with me."

the crowd begins to scream louder at the pet names she's throwing out, and you hear several fans behind you screaming both yours and billies names, "hey! can we get her up here?" she calls at the security guards standing in front of the stage, and they shrug, walking over to the rail and helping you get over.

as you get over, you quickly run up the stairs and jump into your girlfriends arms, moving back to press a kiss to her lips lovingly in front of the whole stadium. the crowd goes wild, jaws dropping left and right as the realization comes to them, "well, this is very random, i know. but this here, is my girlfriend of 1 year, y/n y/l/n."

in that moment, she doesn't care about the media and what they'll think. all she thinks about is how happy she is that you were able to show up and surprise her. she grabs your face with both hands, looking you in the eyes with the biggest smile before pressing her lips to yours in an affectionate kiss again.

"i love you so much." is all she mutters before pulling away, and the crowd gets even crazier as the microphone picks up that short sentence.

539 words !!

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@mulitfandomslvt

[beartitled]

The bear creatüre has a bachelor degree now

Yea I graduated uni today 🐻‍❄️🎓🎉

Feels weird tbh 💥

My brain did not register this information yet

Diploma comic reveal when? 👀

[marvelmusing]

All I can think about right now is like any Ben Barnes character during their rut as an Alpha. Like omg would I want to be their mate.

This wasn’t a request but you said any character, and my mind went to all the characters so I ended up writing a little something for most of them. Enjoy?

Characters: Alpha!Aleksander Morozova, Alpha!Logan Delos, Alpha!Billy Russo, Alpha!Benjamin Greene (all x fem!omega!reader)

Warnings [18+]: typical a/b/o themes, smut, penetrative sex, unprotected sex, smidge of primal play for Billy, dirty talk, bit of degradation from Aleksander, hint of spanking for Logan.

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Aleksander Morozova

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“You should rest.”

It doesn’t surprise you that your words fall on deaf ears as Aleksander rifles through the papers on his desk, stalking into his bedroom to search for a particular document.

The meeting concluded several minutes ago but the palpable tension has yet to be cleared from the air. Aleksander is ignoring his rut, a terrible habit of his, which subjects everyone around him to the tantalising smell of his frustration and arousal.

Almost all the omegas in the meeting ended up excusing themselves, their heats triggered by Aleksander’s scent. It’s taking everything in you not to submit to him yourself.

His shirt sleeves are rolled up, the veins in his forearms bulging, and his hair is loose and ruffled. A bead of sweat rolls down the side of his face and the urge to lick it seizes you. Clenching your jaw shut, you cross your arms as you stand in the doorway watching him.

“General.”

He doesn’t look up at you, but the tension in his shoulders seems to tighten.

“What happened to docile little omegas?” he remarks bitingly. Keeping your voice coy and soft, you cock your head aside, fluttering your lashes at him.

“Would you like me to be docile, sir?”

Turning his head, Aleksander locks eyes with you, his gaze flickering down to the curve of your neck where his mating mark is on display against your pulse. He growls lowly, striding towards you and grasping onto your waist.

He spins you, pushing you down onto the bed with his teeth bared. A hand closes around your throat, pining you to the mattress as he leans over you.

“You little minx.”

Mischief sparkles in your eyes and Aleksander huffs out a small laugh. Then, much to your disappointment, he releases you. Instantly, you place your hand over his, guiding it back to your throat.

“You don’t need to hide this from me, Aleksander. I can take it, I promise.”

There’s hesitation in his eyes. As your mate, he is always so attentive during your heat, but when it comes to his rut he ignores his own urges to stop himself from hurting you.

Hooking your leg around his waist, you stroke your calf down the side of his body.

“Please, alpha. I’m here for you. Use me.”

His gaze darkens, the blackness filling his eyes is your only warning before you’re flipped over onto your stomach. The ripping sting of fabric brushes against your skin as he tears the clothing from your body.

Scrambling, you prop yourself onto your knees for him. Then he pushes himself inside you. Being around him all day has ensured that you’re wet enough to take him so suddenly but there’s still a twinge of pain that simmers delightfully under your skin.

Aleksander groans loudly in relief, his breathing sharp against your back as he presses his forehead into the space between your shoulder blades.

His finger dig into your hips, nails biting into your skin, hard enough to leave bruises. Each thrust of his hips slaps hard against your cheeks, the force of his fucking reverberating through your body relentlessly.

Filthy words of appraisal and sweet degrading remarks all jumbled into an almost incoherent mess begin to stream from his lips. Every word you do manage to hear through your shared moans and gasps sends a jolt of pleasure through your abdomen.

Sweet little mate. Perfect cunt. Tight and hot and wet. Like a common whore. Can you hear it, omega? Such a good omega. So good for me. Mine. All mine. You belong to me.

Aleksander bites down on your shoulder as you clench around his cock, his tongue traces over the mark left there lapping up the hot smear of blood that is blossoming to the surface. Then he bites again. His nails scratch over your thighs, leaving raised lines in their wake.

Drool slips from your lips, soaking the sheets as you surrender completely to Aleksander’s pursuit of pleasure.

He turns your head, ducking his head down into the crook of your neck as he pushes his knot inside you. Both of you hiss at the feeling. The stretch burns through your body, driving everything except Aleksander from your mind.

All Aleksander can think of it how tightly you’re gripping his knot. Everything else, the frustration that had been under his skin since yesterday morning, the heavy tension in his muscles, the overwhelming pressure in his chest, it’s all gone.

His climax is within reach and he jerks his hips forwards frantically as he chases his pleasure. Mindlessly, his fingers rub against your clit, hurtling you towards your own peak. He growls, teeth clenched hard as he breathes in your scent.

His nose nudges against the mating mark on your throat and your scent sharpens. As soon as you hit your climax, it triggers Aleksander’s own release and the two of you groan and succumb to pleasure instantaneously.

The rhythmic clenching of your cunt sends a shiver down Aleksander’s spine, the heat of his spend inside you soothing his more primal instincts. Now that he’s sated, all he wants is your affection.

But his knot is still inside you, and will remain so for a few more minutes.

He shifts uncomfortably, attempting not hold himself up with his forearms and not crush you with his weight.

“I’ve remembered what I dislike about this position,” he says quietly, to which you hum in response. “I can’t hold you properly,” he adds with a small huff of frustration.

A soft laugh escapes your lips.

“I love you, Sasha,” you whisper with a smile.

His fingertips trace lightly over your back, featherlight when he reaches the marks already blooming over your skin and the tiny drops of dried blood.

“I’ve made quite the mess of you.”

“Good,” you say, your voice muffled by your pillow. “It’ll remind them all who I belong to.”

A deep rumble emanates from the back of his throat and he nuzzles his face against your back. His perfect little mate - you always know what to say to him.

Guilt still settles in his stomach, at the thought of hurting you, especially with the desperate need for your affection growing in his chest.

Once he pulls out of you, he’s being tugged into your arms. He settles himself against your chest as you lean back into the pillows propped next to the dark oak headboard. Aleksander tilts his head, his temple pressed against your cheek, and you kiss his face gently.

He heaves out a sigh and you can feel the last of the tension leave his body as you curl your arms around him fully. Aleksander curls his hands around each of your forearms to ensure you won’t let go of him.

Quietly, you hum an Old Ravkan tune he had taught you, occasionally licking affectionately at the mating mark on his neck or nipping playfully at the shell of his ear.

Aleksander’s eyes flutter closed and his breathing grows steady but he doesn’t fall sleep. Such a state of relaxation is rare for him.

“I love you,” he breathes out softly. “You’re everything to me.”

-

Logan Delos

-

“Welcome home, alpha.”

Logan halts at the entrance to your shared bedroom. He tilts his head back, groaning through a grin as he palms his hand over his bulge.

“God I fucking love you.”

He tugs at his belt, his cock straining against the restrictive fabric of his suit trousers as he stares down at you.

The bedcovers have been discarded onto the floor, giving the two of you optimum space to play with one another. Somehow, you must have known his rut was about to begin, because you’re already in position with your legs spread wide, glistening cunt on display.

He tosses his belt onto the floor, discarding his trousers and shrugging off his jacket and shirt. His scent, like fresh orange juice and sun lotion has your teeth aching for a bite of him.

His dark eyes lock onto your cunt as he reaches the foot of the bed, crawling over the mattress towards you. A low growl rumbles in his throat as he drinks in the sight and smell of his mate.

Logan nuzzles his face against your thigh, a whine catching in your throat as his rough facial hair scratches at your sensitive skin. He bites down, pearly white teeth creating a bruising mark there, claiming your most intimate parts as his once again.

His cock hangs heavy between his legs, aching to be inside you. Logan has never had much patience, though his love of teasing seems to be overruling his own need.

He continues to nip and bite at your thighs, mouthing sloppy kisses and tracing his tongue over his favourite spots - the ones that make you squirm the most.

Logan loves toying with you. There’s nothing better to him. He can smell your frustration and can see your need dripping down onto the sheets. Despite the effects of his rut that are slowing beginning to settle into his system, he’s tempted to continue torturing you.

Sweat glosses over your skin, you’ve thoroughly wound yourself up. Before Logan arrived, you had done your best to fantasise about your alpha to ensure that you would be wet enough to take him the moment he arrived home.

Knowing Logan, you should have known he would surprise you like this.

He kisses his way up your body, leaving bites and settling his hands firmly on your waist. His fingers press into your skin, preventing any sort of squirming. His strength always catches you off guard.

Logan’s teeth scrape delicately over your hardened nipple and you whine pitifully. Chest heaving, you whimper when he laps at your breasts with a delighted expression on his face.

His arousal begins to smear over your thighs as he nestles himself between them.

Eyes darkening, he grins wickedly before positioning his cock at your entrance and sliding inside with one smooth motion. Gritting your teeth, you moan loudly. His grin sharpens, teeth flashing as he hisses at the feeling of your cunt sucking in his cock.

He pulls out, only to slam his hips back down against yours, setting a punishing pace that has you both panting against one another’s mouths. Logan kisses you frantically, a mess of lips and teeth and tongue as you consume one another.

Nails digging into his shoulders, you scramble for some sense of balance as he removes your ability to do anything except take what he gives you. He bites down on your lip, sucking on the bruised flesh when you whimper.

In retaliation, you reach down to his backside, giving him ass cheek a squeeze to encourage him deeper inside you. His vigour increases, spurred on by your touch, and you can’t resist giving him a small swat on the ass.

His hand locks around your throat, squeezing lightly, and you grin at one another as you clench around him. He growls at the feeling, teeth flashing as he increases his pace as he fucks you.

Crying out his name, you feel the steady spiral of pleasure begin to swoop in your stomach. Frantically you jerk your hips against his, weak little thrusts in an attempt to match his own enthusiasm. Both of you grasp at one another, nails biting into flesh.

He tips his head back, baring his neck, and you sink your teeth into his throat without a second thought. He spills inside you, the hot spray of his release immediately sending your body hurtling into your own climax with a frightening speed.

He swears loudly at the feeling of your cunt twitching around his sensitive cock. Both of you moan at the sensations running through you as bliss soaks into your bodies. Logan collapses on top of you with a dramatic huff and a groan, which makes you giggle.

His smile is bright at the sound of your laughter, as he lifts his head up from the crook of your neck.

“You didn’t have to do this, you know?” he says lightly. His parents weren’t the best example of a mated couple but you’re too tired to argue properly with him. So you poke him.

“Shut up and let me be here for you,” you mumble.

He smiles widely.

-

Billy Russo

-

He’s surprised his glass hasn’t shattered in his hand. Billy takes a slow swallow of the chilled liquid, relishing the coolness on his tongue in contrast to the heat that is burning underneath his loose swim shorts.

The summer heat certainly isn’t helping the feeling of his oncoming rut, and neither is the sight of you in that ridiculously tiny bikini.

He watches from his place at the bar as you lounge on one of the sun-beds by the pool. One leg lying along the length of the lounger whilst the other is folded with your ankle tucked beneath the knee of your extended leg.

Billy knows the bite marks on your thighs are visible to everyone, his claim on you made obvious for anyone who looks at you. He watches as you drape your arm over your forehead to shield your face from the sun.

He can see your eyes are closed, you must be dozing lightly. Downing the rest of his drink, he tosses a wad of notes onto the bar top before he stalks towards you.

“Billy?” you mumble, your words thick with near sleep as you register a shadow over you.

As you inhale his scent, sticky vanilla like melted ice cream, a thrum of arousal runs through you in response.

Lifting your head, you meet his darkened eyes immediately as he towers over you.

“Alpha?”

A growl rumbles in his chest.

“We’re leaving,” he demands.

If there weren’t so many people around, you might have given him some resistance, and he would throw you over his shoulder. The two of you like to playing into your more primal instincts during Billy’s rut.

He grips the steering wheel hard through the entire drive home. The windows are rolled down fully so that he can concentrate on the road without the combination of your scents distracting him.

When you finally reach the small villa Billy had rented for the summer, he breathes a sigh of relief. He leans over the console of the car, grasping the back of your head to meet his lips in an all-consuming kiss.

By the time he withdraws from you, your chest is heaving, your lips swollen and slick with his saliva.

Some of the tension leaves Billy’s shoulders as you step inside the air-conditioned villa. Cool marble floor against his bare feet as he slips his shoes off.

He slips his arm around your waist, pulling your back flush against his body. He rolls his hips forward, his rock hard cock pressing against your practically bare ass cheeks. He nips at the mating mark on your neck and you whine.

“I’m gonna go make a drink,” he murmurs lowly against your ear. His mouth is hot against the sensitive skin of your throat and his scent is addictive. “You are gonna go hide for me.”

A delighted shiver rolls down your spine. You love it when Billy is playful like this. Hiding always spikes your arousal, waiting in anticipation for your Alpha to find you.

It’s even better when he’s close to is rut, because he smells so delicious and his words are always so tempting when he tries to convince you to come out of hiding.

Once he does find you, it’s likely he’ll let you slip through his fingers to initiate a little chase around the villa. Billy will know the floor plan by heart, after all he bought this place, and will follow your scent like the predator he is.

“Yes, alpha,” you whisper.

Tugging at the strings of your bikini, you allow the fabric to slip down onto the floor as you take a few meandering steps away from your alpha. He groans at the sight of you, breathing in a deep inhale as he seeks to control himself.

With a teasing glimmer in your eyes, you walk slowly, waiting until he’s out of sight before you begin to move quickly. If you ran off immediately, Billy would have been too tempted to chase. Spoiling your fun before it can even begin.

Now all you need to do is hide.

-

Benjamin Greene

-

“Benji?” you mumble, blinking tiredly as you wake.

His mouth moves leisurely over your neck, nosing at the mating mark just under your ear. His tongue traces over the mark, which sends a shiver down your spine.

“Sorry, love. Just need your sweet little cunt for a few minutes. That alright with you?”

The air is thick with his comforting scent, shortbread biscuits and old book pages, curling around you like a blanket. His cock is hard against your stomach and you can already guess that his rut has arrived early.

Humming contentedly, you nod in consent, your eyes still heavy with sleep.

“Just relax, my omega.”

He sucks lightly on your earlobe and a soft moan catches in your throat, even as your awareness begins to drift a little. Benjamin’s low groan as he breathes in your scent brings you back to reality a little, making you aware of the need threading through your body.

“It’s alright, love,” he soothes, though there’s a strained quality to his voice as the sheets rustle. The heat of the summer has meant you’ve both forgone clothing tonight. “Just going to fill you up for a while.”

He continues to mouth sleepily at your neck, paying extra attention to the mating mark almost subconsciously. Hooking one of your legs over his hip, he sinks his cock into you. Eyes fluttering closed, you moan quietly as he rocks his hips subtly to adjust his position.

“Benji,” you whisper. He hushes you.

“Go back to sleep, love. This is all I need for now.”

Benjamin is rock hard inside you when you wake at sunrise.

Blinking the sleep from your eyes, you breathe in the heavy scent of your alpha in the midst of his rut. There’s a small frown creasing at his dark brows, no doubt a result of his aching cock and the urge to help ease his discomfort fills your chest.

His skin is flushed, a pretty pink dusting over his cheeks and the tips of his ears. A bead of sweat rolls down his neck, which you immediately collect with your tongue. He hums quietly in his sleep, hips shifting upwards. His dark hair is ruffled adorably and there’s a small pout on his lips.

Slowly, you roll your hips forward against his. The spark of friction you gain is enough of an incentive for you to continue, even though Benji’s pleasure is what you’re really searching for.

Benjamin stirs a little when you turn him over onto his back and he begins to wake as you straddle his hips, sliding up and down leisurely over his cock, your hands splayed over his chest. He groans deeply as his lashes flutter open, revealing his dark eyes filled with unbridled need.

He presses his head back into the pillows, showing off the expanse of his throat as he sighs in pleasure.

“Alpha,” you whisper against his neck, licking at the mating mark there. “Let me take care of you, please?”

His hands settle on your thighs, warm palms squeezing the soft skin there gently in encouragement. He murmurs praises quietly under his breath as you roll your hips against his taking him deeper.

Sweat glosses over his bare chest and you lick a pathway down his collarbones and across his pectorals, hands smoothing affectionately over his soft stomach where his muscles are tensing rapidly.

His hips jerk forward mindlessly and with gritted teeth you nestle your body firmly against his, easing his knot into your slick entrance. He gasps sharply, eyes rolling back as your cunt clenches around his knot and hardened cock.

“Relax, Benji,” you soothe him. “I’ve got you. Please, alpha. Want you to fill me up.”

Sleeping inside you for most of the night has made him sensitive to your touch, not to mention how much energy his rut always takes out of him. Slick smears over your thighs, making a thorough mess of the two of you.

Grinding against one another, Benjamin places his palm on the small of your back, meeting each of your thrusts with a lazy one of his own. Panting and moaning into one another’s mouths, you kiss with a burning intensity that has you clenching uncontrollably around him.

He chokes on a groan, pressing himself hard against you as tears prickle in your eyes. His pubic bone catches against your clit, providing a dizzying burst of pleasure that thrums beneath your skin and you begin to chant his name in a low whisper.

“Benji, my alpha, please.”

He bites down lightly on your lower lip, tugging on the sensitive skin as you tip over the edge. Bliss floods through your body as you climax, and soon he’s spilling inside you with a low moan.

Collapsing onto his chest, you hum at the pleasurable feeling of being filled to the brim by your alpha. He strokes his hands over your back, easing the aching muscles there as you both catch your breath.

“Thank you, omega. You were perfect, my love.”

Contentment warms in your chest at the thought of pleasing your alpha. His rut is by no means over, but this was certainly a pleasant start.

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[puffinpatrol]

Hey, can I drop an idea for BCE!Billy world?

You should make it that Zeus used to have black hair (bc thunderstorm clouds), but bc of Billy, he went grey.

Just make their relationship the most epitome of Billy being blissfully unaware of any and all dangers and Zeus just having to babysit him once and being like "I'm immortal why tf do I feel like I aged"

I just think it would be funny. Thou if it won't match with your vision, then that's fine too!

Oh that’s such a fun idea :)!!

Though it’s not quite the dynamic that they have in my au.

In the au Billy is a warrior that fights for good and is a vessel of the gods themselves. While the gods do care for Billy (incredibly so) they also can and *will* use his vessel for their own gain. They will also use it if they feel Billy does not properly utilize power to its fullest.

His pantheon cares about billy more then most other livings, but the way the god care is different from how a mortal care for things.

The gods often can’t wrap their heads around why Billy would possibly want to save the lives of his enemies, but they will humor him until they believe they need to take things into their own hands (Billy’s hands).

Thank you for the ask! I loved reading about your take!!!