#elektra natchios x f!reader

[chvoswxtch]

court, you’re the only person i can think of that would understand this on the level i do…

jessica and elektra fighting for readers attention and just end up both having their way with r after realizing they can (competitively) share

that’s all..🩵

I don't think i've ever written something so fast

I got carried away (as usual) but I have a feeling you're not going to mind at all

happy valentine's day from me to you <3

warning: swearing, explicit sexual content (minors please dni), word count 2.3k

sharing.

At first it was confusing. You couldn’t comprehend why two of the hottest women in New York, two of the hottest women you had ever seen period, seemed to want to spend so much time around you. Jessica Jones, who never wanted unsolicited advice or help from anyone, seemed to want your opinion on every case she was working on lately, claiming she needed an extra pair of eyes. And Elektra Natchios, who could have anyone out of the countless people throwing themselves at her feet, was constantly needing a last minute plus one to lavish galas and decadent events, and you were the company she chose.

You didn’t think much of it. Alias Investigations was only composed of three people, and Jess had been taking on a lot more clients lately. She knew you had a strong interest in investigative work, and she enjoyed your fresh perspective. Ellie told you the tenuous small talk was easier with you at her side, and she had said the events would be a great networking opportunity for you to make influential connections in your chosen career path; to which she hadn’t been wrong. 

On the surface, it seemed like they were both just being really good, yet unexpected, friends.

However, when Jessica and Elektra crossed paths in your company, you noticed something strange.

In the rare instances the three of you happened to all be in a room together, there was an undeniable tension between Jess and Ellie. Initially you thought it was just because the two were so starkly different. Jessica was a brute force to be reckoned with that had an affinity for whiskey and zero tolerance for petty bullshit. Elektra was a charming manipulator that had more money than God and could cut people down with words sharper than the blade strapped to her inner thigh. You thought it was the graphic dissonance in their personalities that made them appear to despise one another until Karen cracked the code with a knowing smirk on her pink lips.

“They’re both into you.”

“What? What are you talking about?”

“Oh come on, babe. You’re not that dense. Think about it.”

Ever since Karen planted that seed, it had been uncontrollably growing inside your head like wild ivy, each sprout blooming with new buds of realization. Everything began to shift into focus. Elektra sending outfits to your apartment that were elegant, but left little to the imagination, and were styles that she had specifically chosen for you. Jessica coming by your place late at night, the case she feigned needing help with long forgotten on your coffee table with each refill of your glass. Elektra looping her arm through yours every time the two of you went somewhere, like a possessive show of ownership. Jessica placing her hand on your lower back to usher you inside every time she opened the door for you, shooting anyone that dared get too close to you a menacing glare.

The hunger in both of their eyes every time they looked at you.

You couldn’t believe you had been so blind. The clues had been right there in front of your face the entire time, but you hadn’t even been aware there was a mystery to solve. It never once crossed your mind that the two women you fantasized about late at night when tides of loneliness had your hand slipping between your thighs, pretending it was one of theirs instead, that they could actually be craving the exact same thing.

Once it all clicked in your brain, you didn’t know how to act around them anymore, and you weren’t sure how to bring it up. Now when Elektra treated you to lunch and reached across the table to tuck a strand of your hair behind your ear, you didn’t see it as a friendly gesture anymore. That was something a lover would do. And when Jessica let herself into your office, setting an iced coffee on your desk from your favorite cafe while plopping down in the chair across from your desk to complain about her latest case, you saw it for what it really was. An excuse to see you.

Knowing they were both into you had your mind unraveling strand by strand. How could you just pick one of them? Did you have to? Would they be upset if you didn’t pick?

After overthinking it to the brink of insanity and guzzling an entire bottle of wine for liquid courage, you impulsively invited them both over to your apartment. Despite the late hour, both of them responded immediately and were at your front door in record time. 

To say they were annoyed to see each other was an understatement, but before they could get stuck in yet another passive aggressive argument, you cleared your throat to get their attention.

“I want you both.”

A crease of puzzlement furrowed in the middle of Jessica’s forehead while Elektra raised one of her perfectly arched brows in an expression of amusement complimented by a ruby painted smirk. 

“Sharing has never been my forte, darling.”

Swallowing thickly, you straightened your shoulders as you appeared to make yourself seem a little taller while crossing your arms across your chest. 

“Sharing is what you do when you care about someone, Ellie.”

Elektra let out a dark laugh, tilting her head to the side slightly as her deep brown eyes narrowed in your direction. Her ruby painted lips parted when she bared her teeth in a wolfish grin, and it sent an icy chill down your spine.

“Look how cute she is, pretending she’s in charge. Over indulged a bit and feeling brave, are we?”

Elektra motioned with her head towards the empty wine bottle lingering on the coffee table, and your lips parted as you went to speak, but nothing came out. You hadn’t really planned this out well. In your perfect scenario, the two of them would simply give in and agree to your demands, but you seemed to forget that you were dealing with two of the most headstrong people you had ever met. 

When Jessica seemed to grasp what was going on and what you were implying, her full lips tugged upwards into a devilish smirk, and she slowly peeled her leather jacket off her shoulders and down her arms.

“I think she is. You gotta admire her attempt. It’s kinda cute.”

Elektra crossed her arms over her chest, her dark eyes roaming over your entire figure, the ravenous hunger in them further amplified by the glow of the moonlight filtering in through the curtains.

“What should we do with her?”

“Why don’t we give her what she wants?”

Elektra turned her head to look at Jessica with an expression of incredulity.

“You think she’s earned it?”

Jessica took a step closer towards Elektra, staring down into her eyes intently, their noses barely an inch apart. Elektra had such a large personality and a commanding presence that you forgot she wasn’t the tallest person in the room.

“I don’t give a shit what she’s earned. I know what I want, and I’m pretty fucking tired of waiting. So, do you really wanna hold off just to teach a lesson? Or do you wanna help me fuck her senseless?”

Nothing could have prepared you for those words slipping out of Jessica’s mouth, or the way they knocked the very breath out of your lungs and made you nearly come on the spot. The way they were speaking about you like you weren’t even there should have made your blood boil, but it only aroused you further. And when Elektra turned her head to look at you with a wicked grin, you knew you were done for.

“Alright then. I suppose I could make an exception.”

And that’s how you found yourself tied up to your own bed, helplessly watching as Jessica and Elektra ate your pussy at the same time. It didn’t take much of Jessica’s strength to keep your hips pinned down to the mattress, and no matter how hard you tried to move, she wouldn’t let you budge. It was a struggle to keep your eyes open from the intensity of the pleasure, but you didn’t want to miss a second of the erotic sight in front of you.

Elektra and Jessica were both naked and nestled between your thighs, making them spread as far apart as they could go. They took turns gliding their warm tongues along your soaked cunt, lapping at your clit and suckling it between their lips. Each of them had a finger slipped inside your tight heat, pumping steadily at a synchronized rhythm that had your lower stomach contracting. When they turned their heads to lick you at the same time, your clit got caught in the tandem of their tongues tangling together, and it had you arching your back off the mattress.

“Fuck…”

A soft whimper escaped your lips when Elektra and Jessica turned their attention to each other for a moment, and you watched as they shared a sensual kiss, tasting your arousal on one another’s lips, all while fingering you still. It was the hottest sight you had ever seen, and it had you on the edge of combusting. It was absolute torture not being able to touch them or taste them in return.

“Jess…Ellie…please.”

“What is it, pretty girl?”

Jessica’s tongue darted out to swipe along her bottom lip as she looked up at you through half mooned eyes, and Elektra grinned while she leaned in to teasingly brush her lips over your clit.

“I think our pretty girl wants to come.”

Elektra wrapped her soft warm lips around your clit, flicking her tongue over it repeatedly, and Jessica took the opportunity to reach behind her to slip her other hand between Elektra’s thighs, slipping two of her fingers into her wet pussy. Elektra let out a savory moan that rippled against your clit in a way that had your thighs trembling.

“F-fuck-”

“Is that it, baby girl? You wanna come?”

“Yes…yesyesyes, please.”

Jessica sank her teeth down into her bottom lip, glancing between the look of sheer desperation on your face while you begged, watching the way Elektra devoured your soaked cunt, and then admiring the way her fingers were slowly fucking you and Elektra simultaneously.

“I bet I could make you both come at the same time. What do you think Ellie, you wanna come too?”

Elektra retracted her lips from your clit only for a moment, looking up at Jessica in pure insatiable desire as breathless pants escape her parted lips.

“I like a challenge.”

Jessica’s full lips parted into a huge grin as she leaned in closer, nipping at Elektra’s bottom lip roughly. 

“Then keep going.”

Jessica was fucking you with her fingers at a pace that was almost inhuman, curling them upwards to rub against that divine spot inside of you that made you forget your own name. Elektra was sucking on your clit ardently, and her own moans of pleasure were frantically vibrating against your sensitive nub from the way Jessica was fucking her with her fingers. Your jaw was completely slack, nothing coming out besides incoherent noises. You had never felt anything like this before, and the intensity was nearly overwhelming. The obscene sounds of Elektra slurping on your pussy, her salacious moans, the lewd squelching of Jessica’s fingers fucking both yours and Elektra’s cunts, and Jessica’s filthy praises were only pushing you closer and closer to the edge.

“Is this what you wanted, baby? To be fucked like a good little slut?”

“Jess-”

“Oh I wasn’t just talking to you, pretty girl. I was talking to her too. Seems like all you both needed was a little attitude adjustment.”

Jessica slipped her fingers out of Elektra’s pussy only for a second to smack her palm roughly against her ass, leaving a perfectly reddened outline of her handprint on Elektra’s skin. Elektra let out a sharp moan in response, fisting the sheets tightly in her hands when Jessica suddenly slipped her fingers back into her eager cunt without warning. Jessica let out a dry laugh when Elektra raised her ass higher in the air.

“I knew you’d like that you spoiled brat.”

You weren’t sure if it was Jessica’s fingers or Elektra’s mouth that sent you catapulting into the void of ecstasy, but your throat was raw from the scream that ripped through it as you began to convulse uncontrollably. Your entire body trembled violently from the aftershocks of such a potent explosion of gratification. The restraints around your wrists had rubbed your delicate skin sore and tender from how hard you had been tugging at them, but that pain didn’t even register in your brain at the moment. All you could focus on was how weightless you felt, as if you were floating amongst the clouds with a blissful fucked out smile on your lips.

“I think we broke her.”

Elektra’s velvet cadence was distant in your ears, but it still filled your body with a sense of warmth along with the familiar sound of Jessica’s dry laugh.

“I think she just needs a minute. Clearly her sex life has been a goddamn joke.”

“Well, while she recovers, I’d like to see just how unbreakable you are.”

“Do your worst.”

“Oh, I intend to.”

A tingle spread throughout your lower half when you felt the two of them shifting on the mattress, and you forced yourself back into a conscious state, wanting to witness the spectacle you were about to have a front row seat to.

You could definitely get used to sharing.

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[pastaxandria]

The Red Thread: Chapter 162

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The Library of Pastaxandria has recorded for its archives: Chapter 162 of The Red Thread.

Ship: Matt Murdock x F!Reader

Chapter Summary:

“It really did bother you, didn’t it? What I said to her.” Her brows rose curiously, the cool fascination of a cat watching the movements of a fluttering bird. ��And here I was wondering if it was just a bit of show for her.” “You know it wasn’t!” he snapped. “I get that you may not understand this since everything’s a game to you and we’re all just here for your amusement, but hurting the people we love is generally something most of us try to avoid.” “You think that lowly of me, Matthew?” Her gaze skittered away from him, her fingers beginning to fidget, just a little, with the blanket on the couch. Trying to draw him in, make him feel for her, he suspected. “That I would hurt someone I—” “You hurt me.” Or: in which an old hurt is discussed

Wordcount: 8.2k

Warnings for this chapter: blood, injury care, some NSFW smutty content (grinding, nudity, a hint of fingering)

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[saintmurd0ck]

kiss and don't tell

masterlist

pairing: elektra natchios x f!reader + matt murdock and frank castle

summary: when frank and matt tap elektra's phone to figure out what she's up to, the last person they'd expect her to call is you

warnings: phone sex, matt and frank arguing like husbands, f!masturbation, elektra making everyone in her vicinity whimper, m!masturbation, exhibitionism

a/n: credits to my lovely @chvoswxtch for inspiration with elektra's phone background and @mikeymurdock for confirming darling matthew's birthday! this is my first time writing for elektra so be kind pls & HAPPY FUCKIN PRIDE !!!

“Thought you said she was always on that thing,” Frank grumbles, tapping on a flat-screen monitor displaying the layout of a phone lockscreen. He stares intently at the red supernova background, scrunitising on the halo of stars ringed around the edges of the phone. 

“She is,” Matt murmurs, furrowing his brows until they almost disappear beneath his glasses.

Frank sighs, leaning back in his chair, interlacing his hands behind his head. “It’s been four hours, Red. Why don’t ‘ya get some shut-eye, and I’ll stay up.” It wasn’t a question.

“Can’t be,” Matt breathes, mussing his hair. “It’s happening”–he pauses, fingers flitting over his watch–”tonight.” 

Disconcertion settles over Frank’s face as he wonders if this really is the way he’s spending his Friday night. His mouth quirks to the side. “First I’m gonna ask you how you know that, and second I wanna know exactly what we’re doing.”

“I know her, Frank. I just… know.”

“The fuck kinda answer’s that?” Frank glares, incredulous. “What, so you can listen to people breathing five blocks away, anticipate a bullet’s exact trajectory and now you can predict the future?”

Matt loosens his tie, looking more offended at the implication of being a fortune teller than at any other of Frank’s digs tonight. ”Of course not! S’just that… all of a sudden, she’s back in my life again. I wanna know what she’s doing, why she’s here, and what she has planned. You don’t know her like I do, Frank. Elektra isn’t good news.”

Frank yawns. “So? Ask her.”

“It’s not that simple.”

“Hmm.” 

A muscle feathers in Matt’s jaw, the tension more palpable than ever, especially with the time ticking idly by. He adjusts the earbuds connected to the laptop in front of him, straining for a single sound, or any hint of activity, but he picks up on nothing. 

They’ve got all her communications tapped, thanks to Micro and his–as Foggy so aptly put it–technological wizardry, but this inactivity is well beyond her arrhythmic patterns. Matt glides his fingertips over her activity logs; every record of data painstakingly collated by Micro throughout the last two weeks. If there’s one thing about Elektra, it’s that Matt could count on her being out on a Friday night. 

Matt’s aware of Frank’s narrowing eyes, in similar concentration on the monitor ahead. “You think she’s really gonna leave us hangin’?”

“No, no, it’s just– she’s smart, okay? She’s smart, but I don’t think she knows. She’d make it obvious otherwise.”

“I dunno Red,” Frank shrugs, “Baitin’ your ex like this? That’s ballsy. Even for you.”

Matt’s head whips to the side at the mention of that word, ears pricking at the sudden dilation of Frank’s pupils, and the acceleration of his heartbeat. He’s readying himself for a fight. “I’m not giving you the satisfaction of a response, Frank.”

Frank tsks. “Ah, but ‘ya just did.”

Click.

It’s the unmistakable noise of Elektra’s phone being unlocked.

2-1-1-0-8-7

Matt straightens up in his chair, pushing his earbuds further in. “Frank!” he hisses. “Screen!” 

“Ain’t that your birthday? October 21?” Frank smirks.

Reddening, Matt pushes the grating thought aside. He’d discuss her passcode later, when time wasn’t of the essence. “Keep an eye on that screen–”

“She’s calling someone,” Frank interjects. He squints at the display. “Who’s… ‘Darling’?”

“Darling?” Matt stumbles over his words as the dial tone rings a little too loudly in his ears. “I-I don’t know.” 

There’s a hint of amusement in Frank’s voice. “She ever call you that?” 

But Matt’s response comes out quick. Too quick. “No!”

Frank’s mouth curves into a smile. “S’what I thought.”

Matt goes to retort, but the purpose of this mission embeds itself in his mind. “We have full access to her calls, her internet history, all her devices…If she’s planning anything, it’s gonna be tonight.”

“Can’t believe I’m sayin’ this, but I trust ‘ya,” Frank nods. “We got her.”

“Alright. I’m taking these out.” Unceremoniously, Matt yanks the earbuds out of his ears, wincing as the dial tone plays over the loudspeakers wired to the entire setup. 

Frank cocks his ear towards the speaker in the corner, glancing at the call logs laid out on his lap. He counts softly to himself. “I’m seein’ this Darling a lot. At least twice a day.”

Before they can deliberate further, Elektra’s ambient voice fills the tiny space. “Hello, Darling.” She pauses, hinting a smile. “Ready for me?”

Frank arches an eyebrow. “The fuck?”

“What took you so long?”

Matt stands up so abruptly that his chair falls to the ground, dizzy with the clang of metal on concrete. “That’s–”

Out of all the people they’d unassumingly characterised as the mysterious Darling, they would never, not in a million years, expect to hear you. 

“Did you look at the package I had delivered to you?” Elektra purrs, honeyed in a way that prickles the hairs on the back of Matt’s neck. “I would’ve sent it myself, but duty calls.”

“Shit, Red,” Frank chuckles. “You’re in deep shit.”

“It’s beautiful,” you say, “and it fits perfectly. You know me so well, Ellie.”

“Ellie?!” Matt mouths. “What?”

“I knew it’d fit, Darling. Now be a good girl and spread those legs for me.”

In complete disregard of Matt choking on his own spit, Frank’s eyes fly open. “This part of your mission?”

“N-no. Definitely not. But–” Matt hesitates, swallowing dryly. “We need to keep listening. For all we know, our friend here could be a contact.”

“Fuckin’ perv.”

Feeling his temper rise, Matt takes a deep breath, willing his urge to fight dissipate. “S’there a way to turn the volume down?”

“Beats me,” Frank replies, nonchalant. “But small world, huh? Our friend–”Frank emphasises–“and your ex. A girl you’re into and a girl you used to be into.”

“I’m not into her.”

Frank snorts. “Yeah, you are.”

“Hmm,” Matt says, nodding, “so explain why your heart beats faster around her.”

There’s more than a hint of annoyance in Frank’s reply. “What?”

“I know you heard me correctly, Castle. You can’t hide shit from me.”

“Shut the fuck up,” Frank growls, kicking his chair away, sending the call logs scattering to the floor. 

“I’m so wet for you,” you gasp, unknowingly diffusing yet another fight, your breathy moans barely audible over the speakers. 

Frank stiffens, his fists unfurling from his sides. “Wait, wait, wait. Did I just–”

The tips of Matt’s ears go pink. 

“Mm,” Elektra muses. “I can still taste you, you know.”

“And how do I taste, Ellie?”

Elektra laughs, the sound crystalline. “Delicious.”

All of a sudden, it feels as if the labyrinthine, constricting nature of Micro’s lab seals off from the outside world, trapping both men and their paramours inside. 

“Please,” you whimper, every stuttered breath punctuating the words that come to mind. 

“Use your words, Darling. Please what?”

“Tell me how to touch myself.”

Frank shifts uncomfortably in his chair, wringing his hands as his eyes search for a distraction. “Feels like we’ve crossed a line, Red.”

“Since when have you ever cared about crossing lines?” Matt asks, scowling. “It’s pertinent. To…the mission.”

“Cut the shit. We’re not in Catholic school. You can just admit you’re horny.”

“Jesus, Frank! I’m not…”

“Of course,” Elektra hums, but the inflection in her voice indicates the kind of coyness that tells Matt she’s in complete control, physically present or not. 

Strained nostalgia sends him into overdrive, even more so as he contemplates just how she knows you. 

You, of all people, he knows, would be better off without someone like Elektra. 

Yet here you are. 

“Use one finger, Darling,” she continues, “and touch your clit for me. Up and down, just the way you like it.”

“Fuck,” you murmur, squirming as Elektra conducts your pleasure. “I want more.”

“Greedy, aren’t you? You’re lucky I feel generous tonight. Do you think you could handle two fingers?”

Matt exhales softly, licking his lips as he falters back to his seat. “Maybe you’re right.

“Yes,” you whisper. “Anything you ask for, Ellie. I can handle it.”

“Good girl. Let me hear how wet you are.”

Tipping his chin towards the ceiling, Matt reaches forward, fumbling for the cable connecting the speakers to their set up. “We’ll try again tomorr–”

“No,” Frank murmurs, holding his hand out reflexively.  He hesitates swatting Matt’s hand away from the wire, but he still follows through, however unconvincing the gesture seems to be. It’s true; his stance was different just moments ago, but he thinks about it carefully now. Maybe Matt’s right, and the outcome of the call will be more useful than not, but maybe, buried deep down amongst the feelings he harbours for you…

“Why?”

Saying nothing further, Frank turns his attention back to you, still conflicted about whether or not he should listen in.

Positioning the phone between your legs, you lean down to rub your clit, alternating between featherlight strokes and deep-pressure circles. As you begin to splinter with the thought of your impending orgasm, you dip two fingers into your pussy, hoping the mic picks up on the slickness pooling between your legs. 

Slowly, you stretch yourself out, picturing her there, watching you. Savouring you. “God, Ellie, it feels so–”

“Mm,” Elektra moans, pausing to praise you as she ruffles around her nightstand. “Can you guess what I’m doing?”

You slide a pillow under your hips, groaning as you rock against your fingers. “I’m picturing you and your legs spread, your red silk robe draped over the side of the bed, and you’re– fuck! Fuck, Ellie–”

“Cum for me, pretty girl.”

Crying out, you arch your back into your own touch, riding your hand until your body recovers just enough to go again. “I know you’re… you’re grabbing your favourite dildo, so you can fuck yourself while you fuck me.”

“Hm, has anyone told you how clever you are?” 

“You’re picturing it, aren’t you?” Matt asks, his face indiscernible. “The two of ‘em, together.”

Frank nods, pressing his lips together. “Yeah.”

“I guess we finally agree about something,” Matt says, chuckling.

“Yeah? And what’s that, exactly?”

“Do I really need to spell it out for you, Castle?”

Elektra huffs into the receiver, a faint buzzing emitting from her end of the call. “Put the phone down, Darling.”

“But–”

She continues, humoured and unfazed. “I can still hear you, don’t worry. I want you to use one finger on your clit, and hm… Three fingers in your pussy.” She poses her next words as a question. “Although, I know from the way you moaned my name that you added a third without asking?”

“Mm, Ellie–”

“I’ll let you off, just once.”

With every noise he picks up, Matt feels himself growing flustered. With all his tells laying out in the open–the flush in his cheeks, to his staggered breathing–he’s a dead giveaway. He pulls his tie over his head, unable to form a single coherent thought, the pretense of the mission long gone. Clearing his throat, Matt sits upright, draping his arm across his lap in an effort to conceal his growing erection. He opens his mouth to say something, anything, but one of Elektra’s moans punctuates his focus, catching him off guard. 

Warmth singes Matt’s spine as he notices Frank’s gaze sliding to his lap.

“Shit, Red,” Frank murmurs, shaking his head, “I’m just… gonna leave you be. Okay? Call out when you’re… done.” He stands up promptly, stalking to the bedrolls in the other room.

“Wait–” Matt calls out, wanting to communicate that being left alone to act on his impulses is the last thing he needs…

But Frank makes a good point. Especially when he’s off to do the same thing.

“You know I can hear you jerking off, right?!” Matt yells. 

Frank’s retort bounces off the walls. “Mind your own damn business, Red!” 

“Whatever,” Matt mutters. Grateful for the privacy, he takes a moment to unbuckle his belt, tuning out the clinking of the metal in favour of the conversation overhead.

“Will you do me a favour, Ellie?” you gasp, pumping your fingers in and out of you with increasing speed.

“That depends on what you want.”

Desperation limns your voice, but you’re past the point of caring. “I want to hear you fuck yourself. Let me hear you cum.”

There’s a shuffle of fabric on the other end of the phone as Elektra makes a small noise of approval. 

Matt doesn’t need to be told that she’s moved in favour of a better position. 

Cowgirl was always her favourite.

He groans, still fully clothed, bucking into his hand as he concentrates on Elektra’s rhythmic breathing and hisses of pleasure. He palms himself, knowing she’s riding her dildo the same way she’d ride him, knowing just from the way she sounds that she’s getting close.

But she’s not the object of his attention tonight.

Not when you’re right there, unbelievably tangible yet barely within his grasp.

He wants you, affirming the thought as he pushes his underwear down; just enough to wrap his fist around his cock. He doesn’t have time to take it slow, so this will have to do.

In the other room, the noises you make echo in Frank’s mind, playing and replaying until he’s forced to hold onto the concrete wall to maintain any semblance of sanity. He squeezes his eyes shut as he fucks his hand, picturing you all stretched out, taking him until he has no more left to give.  

As if they both hadn’t just spilled into their hands, unable to shake the relief that gave way into yearning, they remember that there is still the matter of the mission at hand.

“I… I think they’re finishing up,” Matt rasps, rolling his chair up to the laptop on the main desk. 

Frank replies with a curt nod, taking his place on Matt’s left. 

“Better?” Elektra exhales, satisfaction now evident in her tone. 

“Always.”

“Same time tomorrow, Darling?” she asks, cheerful. 

“Why don’t I come over to yours, Ellie? We can leave the curtains open again, give New York a little show.”

Elektra clicks her tongue. “Ah, like the one we put on tonight?” 

Frank shoots a sideways glance at Matt. 

She continues, more resolute than before. “I think an in-person show might be better. Don’t you think so, boys?” 

“No goddamn way,” he mouths.

Elektra pouts. “You both came awfully fast, didn’t you?”

Frank was right; they’d listened far too long. To something far too personal. 

Matt swears, searching for a way to end the call. 

“You really think I wouldn’t find out? Amateurs.”

Frank sighs as the dial tone rings in their ears, clapping Matt on the back. “Well, I think our cover’s blown.”

“Yeah, no shit.”

“Nice knowin’ you, Red. Nice knowin’ you.”

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[loveroftoomanyfandoms]

Cooking Up Love, Chapter 1

Pairing: Chef!Matt Murdock x F!Journalist!Reader

Rating: T (Not expecting the rating to go up, but this is me we're talking about, so who knows, lol.)

Story Summary: You are a journalist working for the NY Bulletin when you get assigned to interview multi- Michelin star chef Matthew Murdock, co-owner of Daredevil, the hottest new restaurant in Hell's Kitchen. Unfortunately for you, however, Chef Murdock isn't exactly trusting of journalists. As you work to peel back the layers of the closed-off culinary genius, you find yourself becoming interested in more than just his cooking.

Chef Matthew Murdock is struggling to rebuild his culinary reputation after being burned by his former flame, renowned food critic Elektra Natchios. So naturally, when a journalist from the NY Bulletin comes around for an interview he isn't exactly welcoming... Until he finds himself starting to fall for you.

Can two hearts learn to trust one another or will your budding romance go up in flames?

Warnings/Tags: Hallmark levels of fluffy, cheesy goodness (and speed that their relationship develops, lol), no use of Y/N, Matt is not a vigilante, more tags to come as the story develops

Word Count: ~900

A/N: Thank you to everyone for all the excitement over the teaser and I hope you enjoy my self-indulgent Hallmark rom-com chef AU!

And extra thanks to the ultra-talented @theradioactivespidergwen for the adorable divider she made for this! 🥰

Tag List: @yarrystyleeza @hailey-murdock

…And the secret to such a long life?

"Lots of love and laughter," Beth replied with a cheeky smile, "and just not giving a damn what other people think."

You nodded to yourself as you finished reading over your latest story for the New York Bulletin, the newspaper that you worked for. Perfect.

You sent it off to your editor, Mitchell Ellison, for final approval then looked up from your desk as you heard him call your name. "Yeah?"

"I've got a new assignment for you. Walk with me."

You scrambled up from your chair as Ellison passed by your desk, excited to hear what your next assignment was. "What is it?"

"I want you to interview the executive chef at this new restaurant that just opened. Apparently the chef is a big deal in the culinary world."

Your smile fell. You were hoping for a good investigative assignment this time, not another fluff piece. "But Kelsie covers the food and restaurant beat."

"Yeah, well, Kelsie is out sick with food poisoning -- and before you say anything, yes, I do realize the irony." Ellison sighed as the two of you entered his private office. "I really need you on this one -- apparently the chef doesn't usually do interviews but his business partner promised us an exclusive, and besides, you're the best reporter I've got. You'd really be saving my ass here."

You folded your arms and looked at Ellison pointedly. "If I'm the best reporter you've got, then you're gonna start paying me like it. I want a raise." 

Ellison narrowed his eyes at you. "What kind of raise are we talking about here?"

You did some quick mental math. "Twelve percent."

Ellison balked. "Twelve? Are you insane? We could maybe do six."

You shook your head. "Ten, plus I want to move to Lauren's old desk by the window."

After Ellison remained quiet, you shrugged. "You know, maybe I should call that person from the Times back about the position they offered me..."

You turned to leave.

Ellison groaned. "Okay, okay, wait, fine. You've got a deal."

You turned back and shook his hand. "Okay, so who am I interviewing?"

Ellison picked up a sheet of paper and handed it to you. "Guy's name is Matthew Murdock. He's the owner and executive chef of Daredevil, just opened up on 44th."

You scanned the name and address. "What's my deadline?"

"Two weeks -- we need it ready to run in the New York Restaurant week edition."

You nodded. That was pretty tight, but doable. "So when's the interview?"

Ellison coughed. "In 30 minutes."

You looked at him incredulously. "30 minutes? I have zero time to do any research or prepare any questions!"

Ellison shrugged. "If anyone can wing it, you can."

You shook your head and turned to exit his office once again. "You're lucky I'm so good, Ellison!"

You hurried back to your desk and typed "Matthew Murdock chef Daredevil NYC" into your search engine, eyebrows raising at the photograph that popped up. Chef Murdock stood in front of Daredevil, arms crossed and lips turned up into a smirk. He had dark, wavy hair and was wearing a red chef's coat with black trim and round sunglasses with red lenses. Damn, he's hot. 

You quickly made a few notes based on his (very brief) bio on the Daredevil website before dashing out of the office, praying that you would make it to the interview on time.

"You did what?" Matt hissed as Foggy Nelson, his business partner and sous chef, stood in the doorway of his office.

"Scheduled you for an interview with the food writer from the Bulletin," Foggy replied. 

Matt shook his head. "You know I don't do interviews. Not with wannabe food bloggers, not with TV reporters, not with writers for culinary magazines, and certainly not with food critics for newspapers."

"I don't think she's actually a food critic, she just writes for the food section of the newspaper." Foggy huffed out a breath. "Come on, Matt, you know we need the publicity. The opening hasn't gone as well as we'd hoped and if we have too many more slow nights we're gonna already be in trouble."

Matt scowled. Unfortunately, Foggy was right -- business had been way slower than they had hoped in their first month of opening and a front-page interview with the Bulletin during Restaurant Week actually would be great publicity. "Then you do it."

"You're the culinary genius behind the food, I'm just your business partner and sous chef." Foggy sighed. "My point is that it's your name attached to all those Michelin stars, not mine."

"So what am I getting out of this?"

"The editor promised us the front page of the Restaurant Week kickoff edition."

Matt huffed out a breath. "I hate you so much right now, you know that, right?"

Foggy chuckled. "Thanks, Matty."

"When's the interview?" Matt wanted to do some research on the Bulletin's food writer before he sat down with her just to see if she actually understood the culinary world or if she was just a glorified 'foodie'.

"In 15 minutes."

"What?" Matt shook his head and got up to put his chef's coat on and get ready. This had better be worth it.

[prettyeyesnof4ce]

Supercilious

Elektra Natchios x gn!reader

Summary: Seeing Elektra in a robe in the right lighting sparks something entirely deserved.

Warnings/Tags: SMUT, body worship, praise kink, oral sex (f receiving) (MDNI)

WC: 2.8k

A/N: My first female character x reader fic so go easy on me! Reader is gender neutral, so the oral is being received by Elektra. Any and all feedback is appreciated. I was inspired by that scene where she's wearing that robe heh.

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Approaching tentatively, you had already begun to admire her from where she stood by the window. It was the spring sunset, soft in color yet illuminating in presence. 

“You look good like this” You mumble, making your arrival behind Elektra. She was adorned in a deep scarlet robe, sheen and stopping just above the knee. Her hair was swept beyond her shoulders, free flowing along her back, dark umber and thick as ever. 

Whether she was aware that the lighting gave her silhouette away once met with the fabric,or had innocently forgotten about the very revealing nature of it didn’t matter. Elektra knew she was your sight for sore eyes, she could be standing there in a potato sack and you’d kneel undoubtedly 

A gentle smile would meet her lips, still tinted red despite removing her makeup minutes ago. She was tired from events of the day, maintaining her gaze toward the window despite your presence. Her shoulders heightened as her head dipped.

“Do I?” She spoke, voice never failing to ring like silk. Her feet shuffled ever so slightly, to signal the nerves suddenly inside her. She knew she was under watch. 

You make your move on her, hand coming up to rest on her right shoulder. 

“Of course” Fingers moving  across the surface, you caressed slowly, until you got to her hair, nudging it out of the way to continue. She giggled at the contact on the nape of her neck, hand coming up to bring yours back to its former position. Keeping it there, she held your hand close, tilting her head to rest. 

“Describe it to me” Elektra imposed, smile still tugging at her mouth, letting go of your hand. Purposefully turning to face you, her eyes met yours, pupils already blown. You stepped back before taking up her invitation. 

The knot which kept the robe closed was loose, allowing some leeway to see her chest. Collarbones, for the most part, are visible. The red shade complimented her olive skin so well, it could threaten to knock the breath out of your lungs. 

Knowing what laid below was one thing, yet gawking at it outright and taking in the scene before you was another. She was on display in front of the warmth in the sky, what was not to resist.

She bit her lip as your gaze raked down her torso, taking notice of her piqued nipples. With every rise and fall of her chest, her heartbeat became more aggressive. Despite being well aware of the effect she had on people, there was a smaller part in her that maintained doubt. Being under tight watch gave her insecurity yet filled her with adrenaline. That part of her yearned for praise in its most vulnerable form.

Your hesitation made Elektra hold her breath “What if I didn't?” 

Her head quirked to the left, letting go of the chew on her lip. She was blindsided with confusion for a moment before you stepped closer again, hands coming out to grab her face. 

Moving some remaining stray hairs behind her ear, you peered into those dark orbs. You could practically scoff at the way her teeth peeked through her glistening lips as her expression went dreamy. It told you all you needed to know about the feelings rising in her, she was on a pedestal of admiration, which excited her more than anything could. She knew what was about to transpire, it didn’t require words.

Switching from the face to the shoulders, your hands resumed their caress along the sheer fabric. The icy touch coupled with the arousal arising in her was terribly addicting. She almost jolted when your thumb grazed the hem below her collarbone, thinking you were going to reveal more, but it didn’t come. Her eyes searched your face, wondering when you were just going to give her your lips, considering the ache of her skin becoming heated. She prayed there would be reprieve, that your hand would slip and you’d graze her breast, but you were meticulous.

Elektra was many things, but being one to beg wasn’t in her handbook. She had to sit this one out while you had your merry way with the dealing of touch.

Once done admiring her shoulders, you dragged two fingers down her arm, the texture causing a *fwip* noise before finding skin. Taking her hand in yours, you brought it up to your mouth, laying the first kiss of many more. 

Elektra was falling victim to your persuasion, letting out a small chuckle in effort to cover up the way in which she ached, she wanted more. Her breath hitched once you got down on your knees, hand still being held delicately. You eventually grabbed both of them, gifting kisses to each of them before letting go.

She was staring down at you, the impatience bubbling even more, still being concealed by a glint of amusement. Frankly, the blush creeping up her cheeks was intensifying, wildly growing thanks to the realization of the angle at which you saw her at this very moment.

You gave no inkling of a smile back, only a look of intent, one that said “I wanna ruin you” 

It was then when your hands met either side of her legs, unbreaking eye contact as you kissed up them in a painfully slow trail. Elektra parted her thighs slightly, allowing you more surface to peck upon. 

She was biting her lip again, a bad habit that was the only thing keeping whines from escaping her, begs and pleas that gave away her stoic, hard exterior. You were able to tear those walls down with ease, and she absolutely loathed it. 

“God, what on earth are you doing?” The mask slipped, her eyebrows raising in tune to the tone at which she beckoned for answers. A sliver of a laugh rumbled in you, breathing on the sensitive inner part of her thigh before speaking, 

“Appreciating you like you deserve”

Those couple words sent her into more of a frenzy, tripling the rate at which her blood plumped. She was impossibly turned on, every kiss rendering her ability to stand to become weaker.

You stood back up straight, Elektra following you with her eyes before taunting with that seductive stare. She kept switching between your eyes and lips before you took initiative.

Pulling her waist against yours, the crash of your lips couldn’t have come quicker. She whined into your mouth, earning a grunt of approval from you. It was nice to hear some form of expression, that well kept structure only going so far when she had sheer desire racing through her. Again, she didn’t want to admit to that weakness, asking for help with something she couldn’t solve on her own. 

Elektra’s lips were as soft as ever, supple and paired well with her tongue that occasionally made its own statement. 

Swaying her body, you pulled her toward the couch, motioning her to lay down. She half expected you to land on top of her, and when you didn’t, it nearly warranted another whine. All you were left to stare down at was that dreamy expression from before, only this time her arms were thrown above her head, robe slipping and giving you the first glimpse of her undergarment. Scarlet red, similar to the robe, now parting open and revealing her heated body. 

You tilted your head to the right to represent admiration. 

“So perfect” left your lips, barely above a whisper and she smirked. 

Elektra knew she could remain wordless, she understood this endeavor was nothing more than a pursuit of worship. That and because the teeming arousal growing inside her sewn her mouth shut, any inkling of wit was sinking into the crevices of her mind. Right now, she just wanted you in any shape or form. To soothe the fire inside of her. 

She watched as you crowded over her, half hoping your lips would crash into hers again, but you resumed your descent with your mouth on her body. Your knee was hovering, almost wedged right between her legs, the faint contact not going unnoticed. She prayed you’d give some reprieve, before she would take matters into her own hands and buck into the hard surface. But she would not, of course. Those walls of pride and self sufficiency would not be coming down, no matter how intensely she ached.

 Elektra’s breathing was nothing short of rampant, eyes shut while you worked the pulse point on her neck, your hands roaming her legs. The coverage of the robe was becoming increasingly immodest, the way she squirmed beneath you being the culprit. It was almost like you read each other's minds when you pulled up and away, fingers stroking down the silky hem, studying the way her chest heaved as you made it down to the knot at her midsection. It was loose enough for a simple tug with your index finger to do the trick, a specific air of silence hanging while it untied. 

The winding sliver of skin from her chest down to the crotch of her undergarment revealed itself. It was a gorgeous sight, her head tilting and arms above her head again, like she knew the juxtaposition of her glowing skin and carmine robe was a visual to take in. She laid staring up at you, studying your expression, the manner in which your eyes raked over her near exposed figure was much like a feral animal.  She had a rather large obligation to buckle in for the ride that she caused due to her seduction. 

You extend a hand down to her face, capturing her jaw softly and swiping a thumb over her bottom lip. 

“So pretty” you mumble, two fingers now trailing down the exposed path and her eyelids flutter at the touch.

 The impatience is growing in unison to the bubbling of tension in her core, your cold fingers adding to the shivers down her spine. You see a twitch in her hips and you want to smirk so badly. You trace four fingers deftly down her stomach and Elektra follows them with her eyes. The way she parts her legs in arrival to your hand on the waistband pops the bubble of silence and it catches you by simple surprise. It triples the beauty of the sight below you. 

Further inspection bursts your restraints to tease.

“You’re so wet” you mutter in response to the splotch of damp color over her crotch, fully visible now with herself bared to you. Your comment catches her off guard, she giggles with an exhale.

 “Don’t do that” Elektra taunts back, overcompensating for how vulnerable she feels.

 “Do what?” You say as your hand is firm on her inner thigh, rubbing small circles with your thumb reassuringly.

 “Make fun of me” She hesitates with the faintest hint of a whimper, that tiny ministration you're doing so close to her core running wild in her mind. 

“I would never” You mumble, meandering down on your knees, both of your hands now on the outside of her thighs, idling close to her still clothed hips. Elektra fails to argue anymore, surrendering to your control with a barely audible exhale.

Oh, she’s in for it now. 

Resuming your exploration on Elektra’s body, you start to kiss up her thighs, breath becoming labored again as she studies you, for it is all she can do. The flush in her chest and face grows ferociously, the wet, harsh pecks to the smooth delicate surface being the cause. She could almost hold her breath at how fast you ascended with your lips, hot air exiting your nose steadily, tickling the skin. 

Once you’re up to her mound, you finally stare back up at Elektra and she’s nothing short of anticipate, chest heaving ever so slightly. She’s so sweet like this, a moment where you have her knocked on her heels, spread nicely, vulnerable and yours.

 In her dark brown gaze, she’s desperate, waiting for your pounce. Your lips come down on her clothed core, puckering a kiss on her clit and her mouth falls open in reaction. Without her knowledge during the haze, your arms reach around from under her legs, coming up to her chest, palming her firm breasts. Elektra gasps again as you keep kissing against the delicate fabric, attacking the nub like you’re kissing lips. 

You feel the wetness more than double under your attention, it's not enough friction for her liking. She tuts like she wants to speak as you quirk her nipples just right between your fingers. Her back arches when you nuzzle against her with the point of your nose, she’s now finding the words to speak.

 “I want it” she rasps silently, another note of desperation. The walls have come down and she needs you. You smile, placing your head on her inner thigh lovingly, pretending like you don’t know but you do. 

“What d’ya want love?” you tease.

“I can’t play this game anymore” Elektra sounds defeated, she must take matters into her own hands.

She reaches down, nudging past your arms to get to her waistband, ripping the lace fabric apart with a hard tug. She’s now exposed completely, the once gentle, fluorescent pattern diminished to ragged thread. 

A mischievous smile accompanies her flushed face, cheeky and wild. You could almost gasp at the action, she knows what she wants.

Rightfully so, you lick a stripe up her dripping slit, Elektra moans in relief after a lingered chuckle. You return your attention to her hardened peaks, rubbing both of her nipples in unison to the swirl of your tongue. Her hips are already jutting upward into your face, head thrown back making obscene noises. She gets a bit embarrassed to admit it but she gets quite loud when stimulated, the savagery in her craft shining through even in intimate moments. 

Her cries are so pleasant, elbows perched and hands gripping to the couch as her body squirms at your mercy. You alternate, finding that she’s intoxicated whenever you give a barrage of licks with the point of your tongue and then come down with a hard suck. The sounds of her sex are filthy when accompanied with her groans of pleasure. 

Elektra tries her best but she can’t hold back with the way you lap at her hole, making good use of the aftermath from building the tension earlier. She’s got a penchant for being admired, riling her up in ways that rightfully get her incapacitated under someone’s caress in minutes. 

“Uh–mmf!” The constant attention to her bundle of nerves was getting her to climax rather quickly, as if it has been a while since her last. You pull whimpers from her just as fast as the time it took to get her on the couch. Her back arches every time you flicker your eyes back to hers, knowing while face deep in her cunt you’re still admiring her just like before. All eyes on her.

She’s chasing after her breath now, rutting into your unrelenting tongue, gaining as much friction from that textured surface as much as she can. Elektra reaches a rushed hand up to the hand you’re nursing to her breast, as it's still pawing the soft plush roughly. Her other hand is still scratching at the couch fabric, tiding herself in as the knot in her belly grows with every lewd suck. 

“Are you going to let me cum? Yeah?” Elektra beckons breathlessly, the whine in her voice not being hidden anymore. You moan languidly into her, as a firm “yes” to her question and she whimpers at the sensation. The heat of her body and scent is deliciously corroding your senses, you take in the experience of having her spread open just for you, worshiping her for all she is. A fiery girl worthy of fine stimulation, until she’s spent beyond her ability.

With a few more gasps you know she’s riding the line, removing yourself from sucking to licking with a hard emphasis. She quivers with a final gasp and she begins to cum under you, body shaking and jerking aggressively. Your arms roaming her torso act as a stabilizer as she rides out her orgasm, face looking downward at your continuous stimulation. Her hips start to jut when you lap faster at her throbbing clit, crying out a whine and it sounds so fucking gorgeous. 

You feel your own pleasure dispersing in your chest, and its pride. Grateful that you could get her like this, unguarded and safe with you, that Elektra trusts you to make her come undone. Your admiration for her would never go unnoticed, and it's why you guys get here often in the first place. With your face between her legs, taking her in for all that her scarlet red nature is worth.

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Gymnastics

Pairing: Matt Murdock x Elektra Natchios x shy! female! reader (no specifications!)

Word Count: 2200 words

Outline: Late-night workouts were your favorite but why is that couple in the corner staring so intensely at you?

Warnings: Smut only, swearing, oral sex (m! + f! receiving), p in v sex, dirty talk, pet names, use of condoms, spit play, nipple play, face sitting, tell me if I forgot to tag something or tagged something wrong!

Author’s Note: first time writing for Elektra, so pls lmk what you think, beta-read by the wonderful ✨@alohastyles-x��� and as always feedback is appreciated and my inbox is always open.

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NSFW UNDERNEATH THE CUT. MINORS DNI.

It hasn't been long since you had started going to a new gym, in a new town, always dressed in your comfortable gym clothes, water bottle in hand, training after ten pm when it was relatively empty. Today was a day like all the others. You came to do your session on a Friday night, stressed from a busy week, ready to recharge.

In the middle of the gym, you are standing quietly, loving how empty this place is, and doing your exercises. The only other people in the vast place were a couple who stood in the opposite corner. Both are talking to one another and laughing. Paying no mind to them, you put in your earphones and start working out to your usual upbeat playlist. Three songs later, through the mirror, you notice them making out with each other quite performatively.

Deciding this doesn't concern you, you continue with your workout. Until you notice them walk towards you hand in hand. On the empty mat next to you, the black-haired woman pushes the toned man down and climbs on top of him. Shocked and frozen in your place, you only manage to pause your music before staring at them. She is masterfully rolling her hips on his body, his hands holding on to her hips.

"You made her that hot isn't that funny, she couldn't keep her hands off me."

His voice is low and masculine, his lips plump and red, and oh god those muscles, you'd be lying if you'd say you wouldn't want to bury yourself underneath them. As for her? She was gorgeous, with long straight jet black hair, cheekbones that could kill, and the most gorgeous black eyes. And her body? Incredible. Looked like a dancer. She looked like she could kill you and you would thank her. Your pussy throbs at the thought that you could have possibly made that insanely beautiful woman horny. It was difficult for you not to stare, as her hands hold on to the man's chest, moans escaping from her lips.

"Join us."

Elektra begs and her tone is authoritative, with a certain coldness and assertiveness to it that hits you right in your head. Feeling yourself getting wet at the idea, you swallow the lump in your throat and nod your head slightly. At your confirmation, the woman reaches out and moves her fingers over your belly. She brings you closer to her and you obediently move where she is.

"You won't regret it, pretty girl. He is as delicious as he looks." The woman says and you begin to notice an accent, she must have been french. Elektra holds your hand then and you can't help but kneel down next to the man. She leans forward to wrap your lips in a passionate kiss, you respond quickly, feeling a different kind of crimson flame inside you. When her lips met yours, fires ignited and the room started feeling hazy. Is this really happening? You think for a moment. You have been craving something like this for a while now. Getting fucked by a stranger was a daily fantasy of yours and to have two people at your feet, right now? Must have been heaven.

Her lips are soft, her touch even softer as she smoothly caresses your skin, holding on to your bottom lip and pulling it, before dominantly pushing her tongue inside your mouth. Oh god, the sounds you could hear, you can feel a strong arm pushing you down and the man is pulling you to his lips, kissing you roughly and passionately, a very different feeling than the woman.

"Doesn't she just taste the sweetest?"

Elektra asks, an audible amusement in her voice as she begins to grind on Matt again. He doesn't let go of your mouth until his tongue is deep within you, his hands traveling on your body and groping you everywhere. He is quite handly, his hands strong and he smelled like sweat and an expensive eau de cologne.

"She is leaking, I can smell her."

Matt says as she pulls you from his lips, saliva dripping down your mouth, it was the wettest kiss you had ever experienced. His lips were even plumper than before and you took notice of how godly handsome he truly was. No words come from your mouth, belittled by an overwhelming shyness at the sight of them, yet you craved them like nothing else. Elektra places a hand on your shoulder and brings you closer to her kissing you again.

"Less kissing, more doing."

The man complained and moved his hips underneath her. His cock must be so beautiful, you think to yourself again, thoughts taking over your mind.

"He is an impatient little puppy, and very very selfish."

She comments as she pulls away from your lips and climbs off his lap. And that's when you notice it, his hard cock covered by the thin fabric of his shorts. Exactly what you have been looking for. He was definitely not wearing any underwear. How on earth does he work out? Elektra palms his cock and shakes her head.

"It's so easy to get him hard, it’s almost not fun."

She chuckles and then gives him a squeeze to which Matt groans in response. Then she pushes down his shorts, setting his cock free. Your eyes lighten up at the sight. Big in girth just how you liked, you are practically salivating at it, your pussy throbbing at the thought of getting fucked, burying your pussy so deep in it.

"She likes it, Matty, she's practically drooling."

Oh shit, saliva is falling off the corner of your lips. Elektra spits on her hand and then gives him a few small strokes, making sure to run her fingers over the balls and his shaft. Deliberate, administrative, she wants you to see how she pleasures him. She then leans down and darts out her tongue, licking his balls while stroking his length.

"Fuck."

You breathe out for the first time and lean down to have a lick yourself touching your tongue with her. Not an opportunity you would wanna miss. Downright sinful as you place your hand on his length as well and wrap your hand around it. His cock feels heavy in your palm.

"Good girl."

Elektra smiles at you and you were not prepared for what you felt inside. You wanted to do nothing more than have her say that again so you begin to stroke him while she keeps her eyes on you. Boy did you love following instructions and pleasing others!

Together then you are running your tongues at his balls, you dutifully stroking his cock. Matt is moaning as both of his hands go for your heads. Elektra then runs her tongue over the tip of his cock which makes him squirm and wraps her lips over his head bobbing her head up and down, your hand reaches to her face and then back again. A collaborative effort. When she lets go of the head with a loud pop, you quickly wrap your lips around it. After a few bops you try to take him all the way down, Elektra notices and pushes your head down making you gag.

The sight of you both switching your mouth on Matt’s cock would be too much for anyone to see in case they walked in. Hopefully, it would stay dead for the rest of the night. Elektra seemed determined to teach you to better deepthroat him each time, holding your head by the base and pushing your head further. Just as suddenly, she grabs you by the neck and pushes you onto the mat climbing on top of you.

There’s a mix of your own saliva, and Matt’s pre cum falling down on your chin. With one swift movement, she pushes your shirt all the way up and forces it off your face. As if one more moment away from your breasts would be futile. She takes her time to pinch your nipples and shake your breasts before Matt comes next to you and frees you from your pants quickly. The cold air makes you shiver as Elektra is licking your breasts between nibbling on them. There is a certain urgency to their actions which makes you even hotter.

“Fuck!”

You scream out when you feel Matt stroke a finger over your folds, you were soaking wet and dripping. He takes the finger inside his mouth sucking on it like a lollipop while Elektra leans down and licks a stripe from your pussy. Both humming at the taste, they kiss each other, making the wettest sounds you had ever seen. Matt chuckles and pushes away from Elektra before climbing on top of you. He spreads your legs apart, exposing your cunt to both of them. Elektra is caressing his arms before helping line up his cock to your entrance.

“Last time to say no, little one,” Elektra warns you and she stares at you waiting for any negative feeling. You shake your head no and breathlessly reply that you need this badly. At your confirmation, Matt enters you pushing his fat cockhead inside. To your surprise, you can feed the cold feeling of the latex condom. When did he even have the time? Does he just carry them with him? Your thoughts are interrupted by Elektra switching her position to sit on your face and face Matt with her body.

The sight of her pussy descending on your lips would be enough to fuel your wet dreams for years to come. Dutifully you wrap your hands around her hips and start eating her sweet pussy, marveling at the taste while Matt kept a sensual slow pace on you. Looks like he liked dragging it out just to hear the sounds of his dick on your wet pussy.

When he picks up the pace, he is brutal, hitting your body with such reckless wanton that you think your body might break. The first time his cock hit your cervix was a profound moment. You know you could never ever feel like that ever again. So full, so satisfied, and still so soaking wet. You begin to give in to pleasure, allowing your body to be used however they please, you were nothing but a little fuckdoll now. Only to be used as a real-size sex toy.

Pleasure made your vision blurry, not knowing how much time passed and how many positions you all switched, they both made sure you tasted everything they had to offer and even more so. They were very very generous. They both seemed as if they had done it many times before. They were so quick with their movements, so ready to pick where one left off, complimenting each other perfectly. When Matt felt he was about to cum he took the condom off and you both pumped him together, fist over fist till his load hit your faces, tongues out like good little puppies. Dutifully shallowing everything like the good girl you were. It was true you could not be more proud you were their pleasure for tonight.

What you can remember next is Matt positioning you both on the mat looking at each other. Elektra is kissing you deeply, needily, as if your lips held the most delicious nectar. Eventually, he was eating you both out sitting sides by side on the mat, your hands holding each other close. The way Elektra sounded when she orgasmed, her voice chanting a pleasepleaseplease to Matt, holding on to his fluffy hair while holding your breast so tight within her grip would be something you would never forget.

When Matt moved to your clit, he sucked hard and harshly, wanting to ruin you perfectly. Ecstasy hit you with Elektra encouraging you telling you to please, cum for her and you frantically nodded your head while holding on to her fists for stability. A jolt of electricity passed right through you and you couldn’t stop shaking. The pleasure was too much, more intense than you had ever experienced.

They both started to kiss you and caress you so tenderly, making sure you felt loved and safe. Never knew you could get one of your sexual fantasies to get fulfilled like this on such a random night.

"Same time next week?"

Elektra winks at you as she gets up from the mat, dressing herself up before helping Matt put on his clothes.

Bewildered at the pleasure and the anticipation for more, you nod your head slightly- a positive sign. She leans down to kiss your lips and then she throws your clothes over your face.

“Good luck walking now, sweetheart.”

Oh, you were in for trouble. There was no way these series of events wouldn’t play over in your head again and again. When you got dressed and walk outside, you saw them both waiting for you, opening their car door for you.

“Maybe a dinner and a shower sound good?”

You nod your head, you’d never say no.

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Redemption

read it on the AO3 at http://bit.ly/2H8eb4V

by collectingstories

Based on this request from Tumblr: Love your writing!! Could I please request a Matt Murdock x reader? Maybe something set during/after S3 and involving the reader patching up his injuries. Basically anything really fluffy with Matt using the speech prompts 19. “You are the best thing that’s ever happened to me.” and 46. “I thought I lost you.”

Words: 1482, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Fandoms: Marvel Cinematic Universe, Daredevil (TV)

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: F/M

Characters: Karen Page (mentioned), Foggy Nelson, The Punisher (mentioned), Wilson Fisk, Nobu (mentioned)

Relationships: Matt Murdock/Reader, Matt Murdock/Original Female Character(s), Matt Murdock/Elektra Natchios (mentioned)

Additional Tags: Reader is an emergency room nurse, Matt is injured, Hurt Matt Murdock, Fluff, trying to mend a relationship while you bleed out on the couch

read it on the AO3 at http://bit.ly/2H8eb4V

[chvoswxtch]

girls night

pairing: elektra natchios x fem!reader

summary: elektra is always trying to convince you to come out with her. one night, you convince her to stay in.

warnings: swearing, angst, mentions of alcohol, explicit sexual content (minors dni)

word count: 4.5k

a/n: this one goes out to my one & only @pleasurebuttonwrites. thank you for requesting this & letting me be a feral whore for my babygirl elektra. ❤️ as always, feedback is welcomed/appreciated!

To say you were intimidated when you first met your roommate would be a severe understatement. Elektra Natchios radiated pure confidence, came from a family that was richer than God, and always got whatever she wanted. 

Oh, and on top of that, she was drop dead fucking gorgeous.

The second you stepped through the door of your shared dorm room, her deep brown eyes were on you, shamelessly analyzing you from head to toe before meeting your stupefied gaze. A playful smirk tugged at the corner of her lips as she quirked one of her perfectly arched dark brows.

“You must be Y/N?”

And she had an accent. Of course she fucking did.

You couldn’t even speak. She was dressed to the nines in an outfit that probably cost more than your entire life with perfectly straightened hair while you were…well…it was move in day so you had on a comfy pair of leggings and your favorite sweatshirt, and your hair that you hadn’t brushed in three days was tied in a knot on top of your head that was far too messy to be passed off as cute. 

Clutching onto your bag a little tighter, you feebly nodded as you stared at her. Elektra seemed to find your quietness amusing, because her lips pulled into a full blown devilish grin as she sauntered over to you.

“Oh don’t be shy, little dove. We live together now. I’ll get you to open up for me sooner or later.”

Elektra fully taking you under her wing was not something you had anticipated. You weren’t really sure what to think of her at first. You didn’t necessarily think she would be a mean girl, but you certainly didn’t think she would like you. The two of you were polar opposites. 

Elektra could be abrasive to some, demanding oftentimes, and probably came off as a spoiled brat to anyone that dared to tell her no, but she was always gentle and patient with you. 

She constantly invited you to come out with her friends, which you always graciously declined, to which she would purse her ruby lips in a pout and give you pleading eyes that nearly made you give in; but she never pushed you. 

“Alright, fine. Don’t come have a good time with me. Just break my heart, yet again.”

She asked for your opinions on placement when she wanted to re-decorate, which happened to be every two months like clockwork. 

“Styles come and go, love. We’ve got to keep up with the times. Don’t you think the couch would look better over there?”

She constantly bought you things that she would just leave around for you to find, knowing that you would protest if she tried to give them directly to you, and would come up with an excuse as to why you both needed it.

“Darling, your coffee machine was practically being held together by duct tape. Besides, you love espresso, and so do I. And it came in your favorite color. We need the best caffeine money can buy if we’re to survive midterms, yeah?”

You warmed up to her pretty quickly, granted she didn’t give you an opportunity not to, but you never felt like you could fully let go with her.

Because you had a massive crush on her.

It made you want to slam your head against the nearest wall, because falling for your best friend? What a total fucking cliche. 

But still, every time she crawled onto the couch and laid her head in your lap asking you to read whatever was in your hands to her, your heart started to thrash against your ribcage. Every time she grabbed onto your arm or held your hand when the two of you were walking around campus, you tried to fight the blaze that stained your cheeks a deep shade of pink. Every time she joined you in your bed in one of your oversized t-shirts and nothing else, snuggling up close to you for movie night, it left you feeling heavy with despondency. 

Because it was so fucking easy. 

Being with Elektra was like breathing. She understood you in a way that no one ever had, or had taken the time to try to before. She made sure that you felt included on the rare occasion that you did join her for a group outing. She listened patiently and intently when you vented about having a bad day, and always offered words of encouragement or comfort, whichever one you needed most. She made you feel worthy and supported, and wanted.

“Don’t know what I’d do without you, little dove.”

But she also let you in too. She let you see the sides of her that she hid from everyone else. She let you hold her when she cried. She confided her fears and mistakes in you. She pleaded for forgiveness when she lost her temper because of a sour mood. She let you see the real Elektra.

Which only made it harder for you to deny how you really felt.

Because Elektra was beautiful, and witty, and intelligent, and kind. She was the beaming sun right in the center of your universe, and you were drawn to her like gravity. 

But so was everyone else. 

And Elektra was never alone.

She always had a boyfriend that she would either dump because she didn’t feel like they were good enough, or drown in a bottle of mezcal over because they’d treated her poorly. In the five months that you’d known her, she had never dated a girl, or expressed any interest in them, which made you more adamant about hiding your feelings.

Because falling in love with your best friend was one thing. But falling for your best friend, that you lived with, that was straight, was a whole other thing.

You ran the risk of not just making your friendship with Elektra awkward by telling her the truth and ruining everything, but losing her friendship completely, and also having to find a new place to live when you inevitably freaked her out and made her uncomfortable. 

As you laid on your stomach on Elektra’s bed, you watched her while she got ready in front of her vanity, letting out a soft sigh.

“Ellie, do you have to go tonight?”

“My presence has been requested, and there’s an open bar.”

“We have an open bar.”

Elektra glanced at you in the reflection of the mirror, her signature smirk curling at the edge of her lips as she pulled off the cap of her lipstick.

“You could always join me.”

“Or you could stay.”

Elektra paused as she stared at you in the mirror, tilting her head to the side slightly as her smirk evaporated. Your heart suddenly started to beat louder in your ears. You never asked her to stay when she said she was going out. 

“Do you want me to?”

There was an emotion in her eyes that you couldn’t read. No one was better at masking how they really felt than her, and it annoyed you since you couldn’t hide your feelings to save your own life. Dropping your gaze to the book beneath you that you had been pretending to read, you lightly shrugged your shoulders.

“You don’t have to. We just…haven’t had a night just us in awhile. Thought we could have a girls night or something.”

Please stay. Don’t go out tonight. Don’t go home with some asshole. 

When you lifted your gaze, a sharp gasp slipped past your lips and your eyes widened slightly seeing that Elektra had knelt in front of the end of the bed and was staring right at you.

“I’ll stay if you want me to.”

You always felt nervous under the intensity of her alluring gaze. Letting out a soft laugh, you glanced back down at your book.

“You sure? Your presence was requested.”

Elektra grasped your jaw in her hand to lift your gaze, staring into your eyes as she nodded in your direction.

“You’re more important.”

You were frozen in place, unable to tear your eyes away from hers, and your heart was beating so loud you swore she could hear it in the silence. After what felt like an eternity, but was more likely about a minute, Elektra dropped your chin and clasped her hands together with a bright smile on her lips.

“So, girls night. What shall we do?”

An entire pizza and half a bottle of tequila later, you and Elektra were on the couch trying to decide what latest drinking game you should play. A tiny little voice in the back of your head was trying to warn you about something…something about alcohol being a truth serum and another drinking game being a bad idea…but you were having so much fun, you simply drowned it out. Elektra waved her hand around frantically as she moved to sit on her knees on the couch in front of you, a devious smile on her lips as her eyes twinkled with mischief.

“Ooh, I’ve got one. Let’s play truth or dare.”

“Oh come onnnn, Ellie. You know everything about me already-”

“Don’t be a coward, darling. Where’s your sense of adventure?”

“Sense of adventure? What are you-”

“Shh shh shh. We’re playing. You go first.”

Rolling your eyes with a playful smile, you leaned your head back against the couch as you took another sip of your drink.

“Okay, truth or dare?”

“Dare.”

“Okay…I dare you…to…not spend money for an entire day.”

A shocked gasp parted Elektra’s lips as she stared at you with wide eyes, scoffing loudly as she reached for her drink.

“Evil. Dares are supposed to be fun, not mean.”

“That was not mean!”

“Was too. Fine, I see how this game is going to be. Truth or dare, love. Choose wisely.”

Elektra arched one of her dark brows in challenge as a wolfish grin settled on her lips. The look in her eyes suddenly made you nervous, and you giggled anxiously as you lightly shrugged.

“Fine, truth.”

“Ugh, you’re no fun.”

“You said choose wisely.”

Elektra tilted her head to the side slightly as she studied you, her mocha eyes traveling from the top of your face down to your bare thighs where your shirt had ridden up slightly. They lingered there for a moment before snapping back up to yours.

“Have you ever been in love?”

Your lips parted in surprise at the question, and you quickly averted your gaze to the contents of your glass. 

Yes.

“Um…I…think so, yeah.”

“What happened?”

“Nothing.”

“Why not?”

“I never…never told them.”

“Why?”

“I…just didn’t. Truth or dare?”

A displeased sigh slipped from Elektra’s mouth as she sat back on her heels, taking another sip of her drink.

“Truth.”

“Are your parents really not going to be home for Christmas, or did you feel bad I was staying here alone?”

Elektra narrowed her eyes slightly and pursed her lips as she looked over at you.

“They’ll be in Mont Blanc.” 

“And you didn’t want to go?”

“I got burnt out as a child. Truth or dare?”

Nibbling on your bottom lip, you traced your finger around the rim of your glass as you hummed in thought.

“Dare.”

“I dare you to tell me why you didn’t tell that person you were in love with them.”

You instantly flickered your eyes up to find that Elektra was already staring at you expectantly. She had that look on her face that let you know she wasn’t letting this go anytime soon. Letting out a heavy exhale through your nose, you shook your head as you downed the rest of your glass.

“Because I knew it wouldn’t work out.”

“Why?”

“Because I’m not their…type.”

“Did they tell you that?”

“No-”

“Then how do you know?”

“Because I just…know, Elektra. Can we drop it, please?”

Elektra pursed her lips in a dissatisfied pout at the use of her full name. Reaching over to set your glass on the coffee table, you moved to stand as you tucked your hair behind your ears.

“I think I’m gonna call it a night.”

Before you could get off the couch, Elektra grabbed onto your wrist and reached over to set her glass on the coffee table next to yours.

“Not yet. I have one more dare for you.”

“I’m really not in the-”

“I dare you to kiss me.”

All of the oxygen in your lungs seemed to disappear as those five words hit your ears. Your eyes nearly tripled in size as you stared at Elektra in complete bewilderment. Surely your buzzed brain hadn’t heard her correctly.

“W-What?”

“You heard me.”

There was no humor dancing around in her eyes. Her stunning features were void of any hints of playfulness or jest. As a matter of fact, she almost looked…nervous? You could see her chest start to rise and fall a little quicker when you didn’t attempt to move or speak, and her tongue quickly darted out to wet her lips.

“It…it’s me, isn’t it? The one you’re in love with?”

Elektra stared at you with hope glimmering in her irises and a timid smile ghosting across her lips as she inched closer on her knees. All you could do was gaze at her while your brain tried to process her words and form a coherent reply. Had you had that much tequila? Were you passed out and dreaming right now? 

No…her words had evaporated every drop of alcohol in your system. You were completely stone cold sober at the moment and stupefied in place. The longer the silence drew on, the more the hope in her eyes morphed into panic, and that little voice in the back of your head was screaming at you to say something. 

Suddenly Elektra climbed onto your lap and took your face in her hands, frantically searching your eyes and nodding as a nervous smile tugged at her mouth.

“Tell me it’s me. Please…tell me it’s me. Kiss me and tell me it’s me.”

Elektra looked like she was on the verge of tears, and there was a vulnerability lodged in her throat that you had never heard in her voice before as she pleaded with you.

“It’s you, Ellie.”

A tear slipped down her cheek as she broke out into the biggest grin you had ever seen on her face, laughing happily as she surged forward to capture your lips in a soft kiss. The spark you felt when your lips connected seemed to jolt you out of the trance you were in, and your hands flew up to grip onto her waist to pull her closer. Her lips were just as pillowy and warm as you’d imagined they would be, and you hummed in satisfaction at how good it felt to finally kiss her.

Elektra pulled away slowly to look at you, her eyes searching yours as she rubbed her thumb along your cheekbone. A slight furrow formed between your brows as you looked back at her.

“Wait…are you-”

“In love with you? Yes.”

“And you’re just now telling me?”

“You didn’t tell me either.”

“Yeah but…you…had…boyfriends. Lots of them.”

Elektra rolled her eyes as she grinned, moving closer on your lap as she shook her head slowly.

“Just play things, darling. Nothing more. All I really wanted was you. Thought I was making that clear, but I suppose I wasn’t doing a very good job.”

“I…guess I just thought…you wouldn’t want me…like…that.”

Elektra’s eyes suddenly darkened, and the look had your breath hitching in your throat. She leaned in languidly, tracing her thumb over your bottom lip as her mouth split into a wicked smirk.

“Why don’t you let me show you how I want you?”

She didn’t wait for an answer as she surged forward again, capturing your lips this time in a much hungrier kiss. She nipped lightly at your bottom lip before soothing it with her tongue, and your lips instantly parted in a gasp. You couldn’t hold back the moan that echoed in your throat when Elektra slipped her tongue in your mouth, and your grip immediately tightened on her waist. She kissed you so fiercely it made you dizzy, and you fought your need to breathe so that you didn’t have to stop. 

Elektra trailed her opened mouthed kisses along your jaw and down the column of your neck as you panted, gently nipping at the sensitive skin of your neck and sucking harshly at the juncture above your collarbone. A soft whine fell from your mouth feeling her tongue soothe the sting of her bites and bruises, and you shivered as her warm breath fanned over the shell of your ear.

“Sound so pretty, little dove. Wonder what other pretty sounds you can make for me, hm?”

You tightly fisted her shirt to pull her even closer, reveling in the sound of her melodic giggle filling your ears.

“You wanna take this off?”

“Please.”

Gripping onto the hem of her shirt, you quickly tugged it upwards, moaning softly at the sight of Elektra’s bare chest. Gazing up at her in desperation, a wide grin split her mouth open as she moved her dark hair off her shoulders, grabbing your wrists to guide your hands upwards.

“You can touch me.”

Delicately cupping her breasts in your hands, you gave them a gentle squeeze before brushing your thumbs over her nipples, your mouth falling open at the way she let her head fall back and arched her chest further into your needy palms. Sitting up a little, you leaned in to attach your lips to her neck, teasing her nipples between your thumbs and index fingers as you grazed your teeth along her shoulder. Elektra started to slowly rock her hips against yours, which caused the heat between your thighs to rage into a wildfire, and you could feel your thighs starting to stick together with desire.

All of a sudden Elektra pushed at your shoulders, gripping onto the hem of your shirt to tear it over your head, and she wrapped her hand around your throat as she pulled you in for another passionate kiss. You moaned into her mouth in surprise at the feeling of her slender fingers wrapped around your throat, digging your fingertips into her thighs as your tongues tangled together. Her other hand boldly explored your chest, alternating between squeezing at your breasts and toying with your nipples, causing you to whine against her lips.

Pulling away breathlessly, Elektra moved off of your lap to sink onto her knees before you, staring up at you with eyes completely eclipsed with lust. She pulled you closer to the edge of the couch by your hips and leaned in to wrap her lips around one of your nipples, causing you to moan out loudly in surprise. She swirled her tongue slowly around the peaked bud, and you cried out when she lightly bit down on it. Her free hand parted your thighs so she could move further in between them, and you gasped when her nails dragged along your lower stomach right above your panty line.

“I want these off.”

All you could do was feebly nod as she tugged the soaked fabric down your legs, her mouth hanging open as she spread your thighs further apart. An eager moan fell from her mouth as she sank her teeth into her bottom lip, rubbing her thumb in slow circles on your inner thigh.

“Oh darling…look at you. What a mess you’ve made for me. So pretty, my love. Can I show you how pretty you are?”

“Ellie…please…”

Elektra closed her eyes for a moment as a proud smile tugged at the corners of her mouth. Letting them flutter open slowly, she locked her gaze on yours as she moved her hand closer between your thighs, keeping eye contact as she collected some of the wetness dripping from your core. The delicate touch made you jump, and you whined as you stared back at her with need.

“Please.”

“Say my name again.”

“Ellie…”

Elektra sank her teeth deep into her bottom lip as she slowly pushed her finger into your welcoming heat, her lips parting slowly as your mouth hung open and your head dipped back. You sucked in a deep breath as she retracted it slowly before slipping it right back in easily.

“Again.”

“Please…”

Elektra reached forward to wrap her hand around your throat again, giving it a light squeeze as she gazed into your eyes, gliding her tongue along her front teeth before flashing you a devious smirk.

“Say my name again, little dove. Let me hear you beg for me.”

“Elektra…please.”

Before her name could even fully roll off your tongue, her head was between your thighs, and her lips were wrapped around your clit. You moaned loudly at the sensation of her warm mouth and wet tongue devouring you as she slipped another of her fingers inside you. You couldn’t help but roll your hips upwards against her face in search of more, which she didn’t seem to mind. Elektra hummed against your pussy, which sent vibrations of pleasure throughout your lower half, and you moaned her name again when she curled her fingers upwards against that spongy part inside you that turned you into an incoherent fucking mess.

You weren’t sure what was louder; the sounds of you desperately crying out her name or the obscene slurping sounds coming from Elektra sucking fervently on your clit while her expert fingers explored inside the depths of you. She moaned again when you slipped your fingers into her dark hair and tugged, and it made your eyes nearly roll into the back of your head.

“Ellie…please…”

Your voice came out so high pitched and breathless, you didn’t even recognize it. Elektra replaced her tongue with her thumb, massaging your clit in quick circles with applied pressure as she looked up at you with her lips glossed with your wetness.

“God, I could come just from how good you taste. You’re doing so well for me, my love. Doing so good letting me have you like this. I want you to come on my face, can you do that for me?”

“Fuck…Elektra…”

A huge grin took over her mouth as her tongue darted out to lick over her lips, teeth lightly grazing over her bottom lip as she hummed.

“Love the way you say my name. Make it sound so pretty. Now, make me proud and come on my face.”

Elektra dipped her head back down between your thighs, alternating between lapping at your clit and sucking on it with renewed vigor. Her fingers continued to massage that spongy tissue inside you in a ‘come closer’ motion with more pressure, and you gripped onto the back of her head to grind your hips against her face. Your moans got breathier and higher in pitch the more your orgasm steadily built in your lower half, and Elektra hummed against you in encouragement, various chants of mm’s & mhm’s reverberating against your core.

“Yes…yes…right…right there, please. Please Ellie…ah…oh fuck!”

When you finally reached your peak, a blinding white orchestra of electricity buzzed in your veins and sent shockwaves of pleasure throughout your entire nervous system. Elektra continued to drag her soft tongue along your slick pussy as she gripped onto your thighs tightly, digging her nails so hard into your flesh that she left maroon crescent shaped indentations behind. She didn’t stop even as you came down from riding out your high, and you nearly sobbed from overstimulation as you futilely pushed at her shoulders. 

With the loss of her warm mouth, the cool air hitting your soaked cunt felt like a slap, and you winced with a whine as you clamped your thighs shut. Elektra giggled softly as she rubbed your thighs soothingly, moving to climb onto your lap once again as she held your face against her chest and ran her fingers slowly through the ends of your hair.

“Sorry, my love. I get a bit greedy when it comes to you.”

You attempted to respond with something that made sense as you attempted to catch your breath, but it must have come out scrambled, because Elektra simply laughed and cradled your face in her palm as she gazed down at you adoringly and cooed.

“Aww, little dove. Did I break you?”

“No.”

“Hm, shame. Shall I try again?”

“No! Let me…regain the feeling in my legs, God.”

Elektra beamed with pride as she tucked your hair behind your ear, leaning in to press a gentle kiss to the tip of your nose.

“So, does that clear things up?”

“Cristal.”

“I’ve actually got some in the fridge. Should we pop it open to celebrate?”

“Celebrate what?”

“Me being right.”

The look of confusion that twisted up your features had Elektra smirking as she leaned in to grasp your chin, staring deeply into your eyes.

“I told you I’d get you to open up for me.”

Your jaw nearly dropped to the floor as her words nestled in your ears, staring up at her in complete shock.

“Elektra!”

“What?”

“If I had known that is what you meant I would’ve…we could’ve…”

“So, I should’ve just seduced you on the spot?”

Pressing your lips into a firm line, you narrowed your eyes as you looked up at a very amused Elektra. She tugged at her bottom lip with her teeth and grinned as she leaned in to bump her nose with yours.

“You love me.”

“I do.”

Elektra’s smile softened a bit as you wrapped your arms around her waist, a tender smile spreading over your own lips. You did love her. And she loved you. 

As your hazy brain started to clear, a realization slammed right into your hammering chest.

Elektra was wet; practically dripping onto your lower stomach as she sat on your lap, and the smile on your face quickly dropped as you gazed up at her hungrily. The warm smile on her own mouth vanished as she took in the look in your eyes, and you felt a surge of power and confidence knowing you had the ability to render Elektra Natchios nervous.

Feeling emboldened, you trailed one of your hands slowly up her thigh, letting it dip down so that your fingertips just barely brushed along her inner thigh, tearing a gasp from her lips.

“Now, do I get to show you how pretty I think you are? Or do I have to dare you to let me?”

Elektra’s lips suddenly parted as she looked at you with widened eyes, and her grip on your shoulder tightened.

“Please.”

“So polite, Ellie.”

tags: @messymissy @dark-academia-slut @strawberry1042

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Summer of '69

read it on the AO3 at http://bit.ly/2IvM3YC

by bunsterjonez

Those were the best days of your life… and as much as you try, Bucky Barnes isn’t about to let you forget them. (A Rockstar!Bucky x Reader AU)

Words: 3534, Chapters: 2/?, Language: English

Fandoms: Marvel Cinematic Universe, The Avengers (Marvel Movies), The Avengers (Marvel) - All Media Types

Rating: Mature

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: F/M

Characters: Nick Fury, James "Bucky" Barnes, Franklin "Foggy" Nelson, Elektra Natchios, Wanda Maximoff, Vision (Marvel), Alexander Pierce

Relationships: James "Bucky" Barnes/Reader

Additional Tags: Rockstar AU, rockstar!bucky, bucky barnes wearing leather, Sexy Times

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Heaven Is a Place on Earth with You

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by FindLightInTheDarkness

A collection of one-shots featuring you and your favorite character from various fandoms.

Requests are open!

Words: 113, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English

Fandoms: Marvel Cinematic Universe, The Avengers (Marvel Movies), X-Men (Alternate Timeline Movies), Thor (Movies), Captain America (Movies), Iron Man (Movies), Spider-Man: Homecoming (2017), Deadpool (2016), Guardians of the Galaxy (Movies), DCU, Red Hood and the Outlaws (Comics), Batman - All Media Types, Justice League (2017), Justice League - All Media Types, DC Cinematic Universe, Batman v Superman: Dawn of Justice, Man of Steel (2013), Wonder Woman (2017), Star Wars Episode VII: The Force Awakens (2015), Rogue One: A Star Wars Story (2016), Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them (Movies)

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings, No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: F/F, F/M

Characters: Tony Stark, Steve Rogers, Thor (Marvel), Loki (Marvel), Natasha Romanov, Pietro Maximoff, Wanda Maximoff, Vision (Marvel), James "Bucky" Barnes, Gamora (Marvel), Peter Parker, Matt Murdock, Jessica Jones, Elektra Natchios, Charles Xavier, Erik Lehnsherr, Alex Summers, Scott Summers, Jean Grey, Raven | Mystique, Kurt Wagner, Bruce Banner, Bruce Wayne, Clark Kent, Diana (Wonder Woman), Barry Allen, Arthur Curry, Jason Todd, Tim Drake, Dick Grayson, Barbara Gordon, Stephanie Brown, Kylo Ren, Armitage Hux, Rey (Star Wars), Poe Dameron, Finn (Star Wars), Cassian Andor, Jyn Erso, Bodhi Rook, Credence Barebone, Newt Scamander, Tina Goldstein, Queenie Goldstein, Original Percival Graves

Relationships: Tony Stark/Reader, Steve Rogers/Reader, Pepper Potts/Reader, Thor (Marvel)/Reader, Loki (Marvel)/Reader, Natasha Romanov/Reader, Pietro Maximoff/Reader, Wanda Maximoff/Reader, James "Bucky" Barnes/Reader, Gamora (Marvel)/Reader, Peter Parker/Reader, Matt Murdock/Reader, Jessica Jones/Reader, Elektra Natchios/Reader, Charles Xavier/Reader, Erik Lehnsherr/Reader, Alex Summers/Reader, Scott Summers/Reader, Jean Grey/Reader, Raven | Mystique/Reader, Kurt Wagner/Reader, Bruce Wayne/Reader, Clark Kent/Reader, Diana (Wonder Woman)/Reader, Barry Allen/Reader, Arthur Curry/Reader, Jason Todd/Reader, Dick Grayson/Reader, Tim Drake/Reader, Barbara Gordon/Reader, Stephanie Brown/Reader, Kylo Ren/Reader, Armitage Hux/Reader, Rey (Star Wars)/Reader, Poe Dameron/Reader, Finn (Star Wars)/Reader, Cassian Andor/Reader, Jyn Erso/Reader, Bodhi Rook/Reader, Credence Barebone/Reader, Newt Scamander/Reader, Tina Goldstein/Reader, Queenie Goldstein/Reader, Original Percival Graves/Reader

Additional Tags: Angst, Fluff, Angst with a Happy Ending, No Smut, Canon-Typical Violence, Alternate Universe - Soulmates, Alternate Universe - College/University, Soulmate-Identifying Marks, Platonic Relationships, Chatting & Messaging, Marriage, Reader-Insert, Mutant Reader, Force-Sensitive Reader, Mild Language

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Heaven Is a Place on Earth with You

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by FindLightInTheDarkness

A collection of one-shots featuring you and your favorite character from various fandoms.

Requests are open!

Words: 113, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English

Fandoms: Marvel Cinematic Universe, The Avengers (Marvel Movies), X-Men (Alternate Timeline Movies), Thor (Movies), Captain America (Movies), Iron Man (Movies), Spider-Man: Homecoming (2017), Deadpool (2016), Guardians of the Galaxy (Movies), DCU, Red Hood and the Outlaws (Comics), Batman - All Media Types, Justice League (2017), Justice League - All Media Types, DC Cinematic Universe, Batman v Superman: Dawn of Justice, Man of Steel (2013), Wonder Woman (2017), Star Wars Episode VII: The Force Awakens (2015), Rogue One: A Star Wars Story (2016), Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them (Movies)

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings, No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: F/F, F/M

Characters: Tony Stark, Steve Rogers, Thor (Marvel), Loki (Marvel), Natasha Romanov, Pietro Maximoff, Wanda Maximoff, Vision (Marvel), James "Bucky" Barnes, Gamora (Marvel), Peter Parker, Matt Murdock, Jessica Jones, Elektra Natchios, Charles Xavier, Erik Lehnsherr, Alex Summers, Scott Summers, Jean Grey, Raven | Mystique, Kurt Wagner, Bruce Banner, Bruce Wayne, Clark Kent, Diana (Wonder Woman), Barry Allen, Arthur Curry, Jason Todd, Tim Drake, Dick Grayson, Barbara Gordon, Stephanie Brown, Kylo Ren, Armitage Hux, Rey (Star Wars), Poe Dameron, Finn (Star Wars), Cassian Andor, Jyn Erso, Bodhi Rook, Credence Barebone, Newt Scamander, Tina Goldstein, Queenie Goldstein, Original Percival Graves

Relationships: Tony Stark/Reader, Steve Rogers/Reader, Pepper Potts/Reader, Thor (Marvel)/Reader, Loki (Marvel)/Reader, Natasha Romanov/Reader, Pietro Maximoff/Reader, Wanda Maximoff/Reader, James "Bucky" Barnes/Reader, Gamora (Marvel)/Reader, Peter Parker/Reader, Matt Murdock/Reader, Jessica Jones/Reader, Elektra Natchios/Reader, Charles Xavier/Reader, Erik Lehnsherr/Reader, Alex Summers/Reader, Scott Summers/Reader, Jean Grey/Reader, Raven | Mystique/Reader, Kurt Wagner/Reader, Bruce Wayne/Reader, Clark Kent/Reader, Diana (Wonder Woman)/Reader, Barry Allen/Reader, Arthur Curry/Reader, Jason Todd/Reader, Dick Grayson/Reader, Tim Drake/Reader, Barbara Gordon/Reader, Stephanie Brown/Reader, Kylo Ren/Reader, Armitage Hux/Reader, Rey (Star Wars)/Reader, Poe Dameron/Reader, Finn (Star Wars)/Reader, Cassian Andor/Reader, Jyn Erso/Reader, Bodhi Rook/Reader, Credence Barebone/Reader, Newt Scamander/Reader, Tina Goldstein/Reader, Queenie Goldstein/Reader, Original Percival Graves/Reader

Additional Tags: Angst, Fluff, Angst with a Happy Ending, No Smut, Canon-Typical Violence, Alternate Universe - Soulmates, Alternate Universe - College/University, Soulmate-Identifying Marks, Platonic Relationships, Chatting & Messaging, Marriage, Reader-Insert, Mutant Reader, Force-Sensitive Reader, Mild Language

read it on the AO3 at http://ift.tt/2lr9ZlT

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Heaven Is a Place on Earth with You

read it on AO3 at http://ift.tt/2lr9ZlT

by FindLightInTheDarkness

A collection of one-shots featuring you and your favorite character from various fandoms.

Requests are open!

Words: 113, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English

Fandoms: Marvel Cinematic Universe, The Avengers (Marvel Movies), X-Men (Alternate Timeline Movies), Thor (Movies), Captain America (Movies), Iron Man (Movies), Spider-Man: Homecoming (2017), Deadpool (2016), Guardians of the Galaxy (Movies), DCU, Red Hood and the Outlaws (Comics), Batman - All Media Types, Justice League (2017), Justice League - All Media Types, DC Cinematic Universe, Batman v Superman: Dawn of Justice, Man of Steel (2013), Wonder Woman (2017), Star Wars Episode VII: The Force Awakens (2015), Rogue One: A Star Wars Story (2016), Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them (Movies)

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings, No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: F/F, F/M

Characters: Tony Stark, Steve Rogers, Thor (Marvel), Loki (Marvel), Natasha Romanov, Pietro Maximoff, Wanda Maximoff, Vision (Marvel), James "Bucky" Barnes, Gamora (Marvel), Peter Parker, Matt Murdock, Jessica Jones, Elektra Natchios, Charles Xavier, Erik Lehnsherr, Alex Summers, Scott Summers, Jean Grey, Raven | Mystique, Kurt Wagner, Bruce Banner, Bruce Wayne, Clark Kent, Diana (Wonder Woman), Barry Allen, Arthur Curry, Jason Todd, Tim Drake, Dick Grayson, Barbara Gordon, Stephanie Brown, Kylo Ren, Armitage Hux, Rey (Star Wars), Poe Dameron, Finn (Star Wars), Cassian Andor, Jyn Erso, Bodhi Rook, Credence Barebone, Newt Scamander, Tina Goldstein, Queenie Goldstein, Original Percival Graves

Relationships: Tony Stark/Reader, Steve Rogers/Reader, Pepper Potts/Reader, Thor (Marvel)/Reader, Loki (Marvel)/Reader, Natasha Romanov/Reader, Pietro Maximoff/Reader, Wanda Maximoff/Reader, James "Bucky" Barnes/Reader, Gamora (Marvel)/Reader, Peter Parker/Reader, Matt Murdock/Reader, Jessica Jones/Reader, Elektra Natchios/Reader, Charles Xavier/Reader, Erik Lehnsherr/Reader, Alex Summers/Reader, Scott Summers/Reader, Jean Grey/Reader, Raven | Mystique/Reader, Kurt Wagner/Reader, Bruce Wayne/Reader, Clark Kent/Reader, Diana (Wonder Woman)/Reader, Barry Allen/Reader, Arthur Curry/Reader, Jason Todd/Reader, Dick Grayson/Reader, Tim Drake/Reader, Barbara Gordon/Reader, Stephanie Brown/Reader, Kylo Ren/Reader, Armitage Hux/Reader, Rey (Star Wars)/Reader, Poe Dameron/Reader, Finn (Star Wars)/Reader, Cassian Andor/Reader, Jyn Erso/Reader, Bodhi Rook/Reader, Credence Barebone/Reader, Newt Scamander/Reader, Tina Goldstein/Reader, Queenie Goldstein/Reader, Original Percival Graves/Reader

Additional Tags: Angst, Fluff, Angst with a Happy Ending, No Smut, Canon-Typical Violence, Alternate Universe - Soulmates, Alternate Universe - College/University, Soulmate-Identifying Marks, Platonic Relationships, Chatting & Messaging, Marriage, Reader-Insert, Mutant Reader, Force-Sensitive Reader, Mild Language

read it on the AO3 at http://ift.tt/2lr9ZlT

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Heaven Is a Place on Earth with You

read it on the AO3 at http://ift.tt/2lr9ZlT

by FindLightInTheDarkness

A collection of one-shots featuring you and your favorite character from various fandoms.

Requests are open!

Words: 113, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English

Fandoms: Marvel Cinematic Universe, The Avengers (Marvel Movies), X-Men (Alternate Timeline Movies), Thor (Movies), Captain America (Movies), Iron Man (Movies), Spider-Man: Homecoming (2017), Deadpool (2016), Guardians of the Galaxy (Movies), DCU, Red Hood and the Outlaws (Comics), Batman - All Media Types, Justice League (2017), Justice League - All Media Types, DC Cinematic Universe, Batman v Superman: Dawn of Justice, Man of Steel (2013), Wonder Woman (2017), Star Wars Episode VII: The Force Awakens (2015), Rogue One: A Star Wars Story (2016), Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them (Movies)

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings, No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: F/F, F/M

Characters: Tony Stark, Steve Rogers, Thor (Marvel), Loki (Marvel), Natasha Romanov, Pietro Maximoff, Wanda Maximoff, Vision (Marvel), James "Bucky" Barnes, Gamora (Marvel), Peter Parker, Matt Murdock, Jessica Jones, Elektra Natchios, Charles Xavier, Erik Lehnsherr, Alex Summers, Scott Summers, Jean Grey, Raven | Mystique, Kurt Wagner, Bruce Banner, Bruce Wayne, Clark Kent, Diana (Wonder Woman), Barry Allen, Arthur Curry, Jason Todd, Tim Drake, Dick Grayson, Barbara Gordon, Stephanie Brown, Kylo Ren, Armitage Hux, Rey (Star Wars), Poe Dameron, Finn (Star Wars), Cassian Andor, Jyn Erso, Bodhi Rook, Credence Barebone, Newt Scamander, Tina Goldstein, Queenie Goldstein, Original Percival Graves

Relationships: Tony Stark/Reader, Steve Rogers/Reader, Pepper Potts/Reader, Thor (Marvel)/Reader, Loki (Marvel)/Reader, Natasha Romanov/Reader, Pietro Maximoff/Reader, Wanda Maximoff/Reader, James "Bucky" Barnes/Reader, Gamora (Marvel)/Reader, Peter Parker/Reader, Matt Murdock/Reader, Jessica Jones/Reader, Elektra Natchios/Reader, Charles Xavier/Reader, Erik Lehnsherr/Reader, Alex Summers/Reader, Scott Summers/Reader, Jean Grey/Reader, Raven | Mystique/Reader, Kurt Wagner/Reader, Bruce Wayne/Reader, Clark Kent/Reader, Diana (Wonder Woman)/Reader, Barry Allen/Reader, Arthur Curry/Reader, Jason Todd/Reader, Dick Grayson/Reader, Tim Drake/Reader, Barbara Gordon/Reader, Stephanie Brown/Reader, Kylo Ren/Reader, Armitage Hux/Reader, Rey (Star Wars)/Reader, Poe Dameron/Reader, Finn (Star Wars)/Reader, Cassian Andor/Reader, Jyn Erso/Reader, Bodhi Rook/Reader, Credence Barebone/Reader, Newt Scamander/Reader, Tina Goldstein/Reader, Queenie Goldstein/Reader, Original Percival Graves/Reader

Additional Tags: Angst, Fluff, Angst with a Happy Ending, No Smut, Canon-Typical Violence, Alternate Universe - Soulmates, Alternate Universe - College/University, Soulmate-Identifying Marks, Platonic Relationships, Chatting & Messaging, Marriage, Reader-Insert, Mutant Reader, Force-Sensitive Reader, Mild Language

read it on the AO3 at http://ift.tt/2lr9ZlT

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When you hit rock bottom, the only way to go is up

read it on the AO3 at http://bit.ly/2YonotQ

by Aryaromanoff7

Reader has been through a lot, this is her story. She was alone in the world, or that is what she tought. Pain, happiness, death and love.

Words: 68, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English

Fandoms: Marvel Cinematic Universe

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence, Major Character Death, Rape/Non-Con, Underage

Categories: F/F, F/M

Characters: Steve Rogers, Natasha Romanov (Marvel), Tony Stark, Elektra Natchios, Logan (X-Men), Stephen Strange, Charles Xavier, Meredith Grey, Rosa Diaz, basically all the MCU

Relationships: Steve Rogers/Reader, Natasha Romanov/Reader, Tony Stark/Reader, Elektra Natchios/Reader

Additional Tags: Torture, Pain, Smut, Fluff, Angst, Family

read it on the AO3 at http://bit.ly/2YonotQ