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Remember when I said my best friend was lending me the money to see Spiderverse in theatres?? When they sent it to me the note was simply:

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And I swear I laughed so hard. And I told them, "if only you knew how appropriate that is with the Miguel fic I've been reading..." So @ivystoryweaver I think they Know about Decadent...

[thexsanctuaryx]

So now that I'm working to finish this series -- I realize I HAD read this part already but apparently hadn't reblogged or commented???

I am SLACKING.

First off, I do apologize for taking so long to finish this series, especially as it's one of my favorite Miguel series. My only excuse is that I got REAL sick right around the time you post chapter 9 and have STILL yet to fully recover. So I am SO sorry it's taken so long.

THAT being said.

So many things to say, so little time.

POSSESSIVE Miguel telling her she's his over and over AND going so far as to say Jackson better not touch her again or even look at her. Everything. All of it. More please. I am only one woman.

Reminiscing over the chapter before this where he told her that he'd tear his throat out.

Goddamn Miguel -- this really shouldn't have such an effect but -sobs-

Also ah yes -- the angst of Miguel fighting himself. Our poor Not-Husband. He's doing his best. And we love him for it.

But the domesticity of her taking him home and helping him rest.

Followed by him telling her that he loved her and reader going 😳😳😳for the rest of the night.

Like girl I wouldn't sleep EITHER. Especially after the way he'd pushed her away for her.

Effing whiplash.

Also, honorable mention to our favorite girl Lyla. I swear, she ALWAYS gets me. And yours is just SO good.

So so good. I've truly missed your writing. It's always so well done. You're ABSOLUTELY KILLING it.

I think the next chapter is the first one I haven't read so I'm VER excited.

I swear I'm gonna be catching up on your works for DAYS. I'm so sorry I fell so behind!!!! I luuuh yoooouuu!!!

Decadent chapter 10

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Summary: Can you say no to the man you love?

Pairings: Miguel O'Hara from the film Spider-Man: Across the Spider-Verse x female reader

Word Count: 1.9

Content: nsfw, 18+, cursing, p in v, creampie, jealousy, angst, not beta'd

PREVIOUSLY on Decadent...

"I need you."

"You don't," you insisted. "Not all of me, not really. You only put up with me for your research. You don't need me. You don't need anyone."

"Mi corazón, por favor," he breathed, desperately grasping at your hips to pull you closer. "You're the one person I need more than anything. You have no idea how much I've missed you."

You had a decision to make - your heart and your body wanted nothing more than to spend the night with Miguel, in his arms, in his bed, with him inside you. But your mind was trying to protect you.

As if you were going to say no to this man.

You were soaked and ready - desperate for him. He'd taunted you with one quick orgasm on his fingers. His pants were conveniently already shoved down around his hips from where you'd sucked him. He had you pinned against the wall. You were both ready. Eager. Sharing one another's breath. You both wanted it. Needed it.

You were supposed to say something like, "Goodnight, Miguel," or anything sensible, really. But what came out was, "please."

Your dress was already bunched around your waist. Miguel gripped his hard length and rubbed his tip through your folds - the promise of him filling you stealing the very breath from your lungs. Still, asked if it was okay as he started to push inside you.

"Don't stop," you gasped, grasping at his shoulders, your body quaking with anticipation.

Easing into you slowly, he groaned at how tight you felt, hissing out a few curses in Spanish as the greedy squelch of your wet cunt sucked him in, like you owned him.

"Been too long," you cried, shifting your hips to accommodate his size. The burn - the hot weight of him drew a desperate whine from your lips.

"So tight," he echoed, inching a little further in, groaning as you clenched around him.

"'S big, Miguel," you moaned, desperate to feel the full length of him deep inside you after week after week without him.

"My girl," he darkly husked. "Been waiting for me, haven't you? Only me."

"Yes," you panted. "Please."

"Say it, baby," he coaxed, tasting your lips one at a time. "Say you're mine."

"Yes," you repeated, gasping.

With a final push, he was all the way, deep inside you - every part of him rubbing up against you, easily holding you in place. Gripping your hips underneath your dress, he manipulated your position, moving you on his cock just the way he knew would make you see stars.

You gasped out, your head thumping against the wall behind you, exposing your throat to him. "You're so thick. Feels so good."

"Missed you, baby," Miguel groaned against your throat, twisting inside you deliciously. His lips sucked at the hollow of your throat so hard it was sure to leave a mark.

Everything happening right now was everything you could want. Miguel was inside you again, he missed you, he said he needed you. As he thrust into you hungrily, your body seemed to chant, 'yes, yes..." - all your worries miraculously dissipating.

Then you felt the slightest scratch of his fang. God you wanted it.

"Fuck," he growled, talons scraping at your flesh as his strong hands scooped up your ass. His thrusting grew frantic - carnal - his tongue laving wildly all over your throat.

You lost your grip on his massive arms as he pushed into you vigorously. Your body was his to manipulate.

"I don't want him touching you again," he snarled, breathing hotly on your ear. "I don't want him even looking at you. You're mine."

And that sent your body hurling into blissful oblivion. Miguel swallowed your cries of pleasure, covering your mouth with his own, licking in hotly. His tongue thrust heavily in your mouth in rhythm with his hard length deep inside you as he pumped you full of his spend.

He fucked you through your orgasm until you felt him leaking out of you, making a mess of your thighs.

Your body sagged limply against his chest - you were sure to be sore tomorrow morning. And the thought of it made you almost giddy - feeling the stretch of him - the sting, remembering how he pushed you up against this wall and took you.

Your lips chased after his as your fingers reached for the sides of his face. He didn't leave you wanting, running his strong hands up the curve of your back to hold you securely against his chest.

His kiss was almost desperate, although he was still careful not to pierce your tongue with his fangs. He mouthed a trail across your jaw, sucking and licking your throat.

"I'm so fucking hungry," he whimpered, his body still joined with yours, although soft and wet.

You didn't know what to say. Whatever you did say would inevitably be wrong. Plus you could barely think straight because of the mind altering sex you just had.

Miguel had superhuman stamina so he was already getting hard again as his fangs toyed with the flesh right over your pulse point.

Your fingers slid into his dark waves at the base of his neck, twirling gently - hoping he would stay calm, and here with you, in this moment.

His breathing grew shallow - the grip on your hips almost bruising as his lips latched onto your skin, sucking hard. You mewled as pleasure rippled up your spine.

Finally, he tore his mouth away from your throat, rapidly shaking his head. "No," he rasped. Releasing his hold on your hips, he eased out of you, setting you down.

Your legs nearly gave out, but you managed to lean against the wall for support, momentarily distracted by the slick wet heat trickling down the inside of your thighs.

"I can't," he gasped, jerking his clothes back into place. "I can't do it to you. I won't." His handsome face crumpled in anguish as he shook his head rapidly. You had been here, in this situation, with him too many times. You wondered if he was going to punish you with silence or distance. If he did, it would be the last time.

He stumbled back, as if drunk or dizzy, and you realized then, that he seemed weak. Physically weak.

"Miguel?" You softly called, smoothing your dress back into place as best you could. "What's wrong? Are you okay?"

He held his arms out, as if to keep you at a distance, pushing his hands through his hair. "It's - I'm just hungry. I shouldn't have... I mean...I was so close." Shaking his head rapidly, he turned away from you. "I need to go. I’m sorry. I think...I think I might pass out."

Whoa. Miguel was way too big to be passing out a public event meant to be in his honor. The two of you didn't exactly look presentable at the moment either. You had to get him out of here.

"Come on, let's get you home," you advised, offering your body as some tiny amount of support. Probably wouldn't do him much good, but you had to try to help him.

You could tell he wanted to protest, but he'd learned by now that you were as stubborn as he was. His eyes flashed a wild, alarming red, but he nodded once, slinging a massive arm over your shoulders.

Lyla appeared, indicating that his driver had been summoned and would be waiting. She directed the two of you to a discreet back entrance.

That made you wonder...where was Lyla this whole time? Last time, she shock-collared Miguel for even leaning in like he might kiss you and now she was quiet during a passionate interlude in the hallway - one in which he almost bit you?

"Did you reprogram Lyla so you could fuck me tonight?" You challenged, trying not to laugh.

Miguel looked like his giant frame might hit the ground any second, but he found it in him to lazily smile down at you.

"You little shit," you admonished, grateful that he was allowing you to help him.

"Can't help it," he softly returned, "I've missed you so damn much. Don’t think I can stay away anymore.”

You waited until he was finally tucked safely into the back seat of his car to respond.

"I'm right here, you know," you told him, climbing into the car beside him and tangling your fingers with his. "You don't have to miss me when I'm right here with you."

He squeezed your hand as his eyes drifted closed.

You didn't ask - you simply directed the driver to your address. Miguel didn't protest. He didn't trust himself not to rip your throat open and drink you, but your presence was somehow equally soothing and tantalizing. And he was so fucking tired of living without you in his arms.

Besides, he had found rest and peace in your presence last night, when he came to your bed.

You made it back to your place and suddenly found yourself with a handsomely dressed, deliciously disheveled, weak-from-hunger not-boyfriend - with you in your evening gown looking comedically out-of-sorts.

Without invitation, Miguel flopped down on your sofa, sighing tiredly as his head dropped back and his eyes drifted closed once again.

You leaned over from behind the sofa and slid your fingers into his hair scratching softly. "I'll be right back, okay? You just relax."

He mumbled an affirmative and, as you headed to your bedroom to change clothes and clean yourself up, you almost felt like the two of you were a couple.

You returned several minutes later, dressed in only an oversized t-shirt and panties, and carrying a damp wash cloth. As you eased down beside Miguel on the couch, you realized he was asleep. His lush, pouty lips were slightly parted as he breathed in and out heavily. He looked like a gigantic puppy.

Your heart swelled with concern. This man had stamina for days, so this not-feeding thing must be weakening him beyond belief. Releasing a sigh, you pushed careless dark waves out of his eyes, leaning in to place a gentle kiss against his temple. You had planned to place the cool cloth on his forehead, but you hated to wake him.

"What am I going to do with you?"

Kneeling down, you started to unlace his dress shoes, realizing that one of them probably cost more than your dress. He didn't stir as you relieved him of his socks and shoes. You wished you could help him out of his suit jacket, but that would prove difficult.

You decided to hang up your dress and freshen up the apartment just a little before summoning Lyla.

"Heyyyy it's my second favorite boss," Lyla chimed brightly. “Uh, no offense. What can I do for you?"

"First of all, keep it down," you admonished, nodding toward your sleeping boss. "And secondly, I need to know how Miguel is doing...medically speaking."

"Sorry, babe," Lyla fired back instantly. "That's classified. It's against my programming to discuss Miguel's physical health without him fully conscious."

You folded your arms over your chest. "Seriously? That's what he programmed?"

"Hey, I don't make the rules!" She chirped. "Take it up with the boss man."

Oh you would.

Eventually, you got sleepy, so you decided it might be time to get into bed. Probably best to leave Miguel resting on the couch...

Nah. Kneeling down beside the sofa, you shook him gently. "Miguel? It's late. Come to bed with me."

His eyes drowsily flickered as he mumbled something unintelligible. It took a few tries but he finally managed to wake up fully.

"Sorry," you whispered. "Let's get you out of this suit, okay?"

He groggily nodded, pushing off the sofa and lumbering toward your bedroom, guiding himself there with such ease that it almost felt domestic.

He peeled off his jacket, heading for the restroom. When he emerged a few minutes later, he wore only boxers.

Aw hell.

"I probably shouldn't be here," he grumbled, even while his massive body melted into your bed, reaching to take you with him.

Your heart fluttered as he possessively pulled you on top of his chest. Your cheek rested against the solid warmth of him as his muscled arms wrapped you up like a treasure.

"My girl," he sleepily mumbled, lazily running his hands over the curves of your body. "Love you."

Miguel fell asleep.

You stayed awake the rest of the night....

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You guys I have a problem -- because I inhaled Decadent by Ivy @ivystoryweaver -- I only have two parts left that are already written -- and THEN what will I do??? I'm just kidding I know I've got other stuff to read BUT feel free to leave fic recs in the INBOX...I will love you forever...

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so I've been posting a shi ton of moon boys content BUT I have some miguel art I need to share in my likes and it's REALLY making me need to reread ivy's @ivystoryweaver fic decadent and FINALLY finish reading what I haven't I'm ten YEARS behind on so many lovely fics I have saved to read and I think I'll start with decadent because Reasons

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Hohoho I've just finished your masterlist apart from Decadent, and I enjoy your stories! 🥰

And the only reason I've still not read Decadent yet is that I try to wait till it's completed before reading (if I could ever resist 😆, you’ll probably see me reading it later.)

Anyway, keep it up, my friend! 🧡💜💖

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"With You" multi-chapter || ongoing || Moon Boys-centric (Marc/Steven/Jake) || 18+

"Moonglow" one-shot: 805 words || Moon Boys-centric (Marc/Steven,Jake is mentioned)

"We Shouldn't" one-shot: 453 words || Steven Grant-centric || 18+

"On My Knees" Part 1 (fluff, can be read alone, without part 2) 1.2k words || Steven Grant-centric

"On My Knees" Part 2 (nsfw, continues from part 1) 2.1k words || Steven Grant-centric || 18+

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"The Box" (Fluff edition) one-shot: 2.4k words || Marc Spector-centric

"The Box" (NSFW edition) one-shot 1.5k words || Marc Spector-centric || 18+

"Saw You Standing There" one-shot: 888 words || Marc Spector-centric

"Purple" one-shot: 1187 words || Marc Spector-centric

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"I Promise" one-shot: 2k words || Miguel O'Hara-centric || 18+

"Upside Down" one-shot: 1250 words || Miguel O'Hara-centric

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