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myfictionaldreams · 3 years ago

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A long night // Moon knight ☾

Relationships: Steven grant x f!reader / marc spector x f!reader / jake lockley x f!reader

Summary: It wasn’t often that you saw all three of them in one night. (I’ve been desperate to write something like this all week)

Tags: 18+ readers only, smut, dom/sub, switch reader, sub!steven, soft dom!marc, hard dom!jake, rough sex, love making, choking, blow job, spanking, crying, overstimulated, multiple orgasms, handcuffs, oral sex, riding, pet names, after care, daddy/sir kink, squirting, intense orgasms, creampie

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The sun was setting across London, causing a beautiful golden gleam to shine across the top floor of the apartment building. You’d been waiting all day to be in this current position, nestled in tightly sat in Steven’s lap, his large hands softly cupping your cheeks as he looked at every inch of your face, “I’m so lucky to have you”, he whispered against your lips. Your skin warmed with love at his precious words, eyes flicking between his beautiful brown doe eyes, hands resting against his shoulders, playing with the collar of his shirt. Steven always pulled such pure emotions from you, having never had someone treat you the way that he did, like you were his goddess.

“Not as lucky as I am to have you, Steven” you breathed in response, not wasting another second before leaning in and kissing him softly, heart fluttering as he smiled against your lips. Your fingers moved to his top button as you both tilted your heads, lips moving slowly together, the faint brush of his barely-there stubble rough against your cheeks.

Your fingers moved nimbly to undo his buttons, exposing his beautifully sculptured chest, the feeling of his warm muscles beneath had your hips rolling against his crotch, causing you both to groan. Pulling away from the kiss, you lifted your own shirt up and over your head, discarding it across the room before leaning in again, lips moving softly against his.

Steven’s touches were delicate and timid, always worried about making the wrong move or hurting you in some way, it was something you always found endearing about him, it also gave you the opportunity to take the lead on occasions, something Steven greatly adored.

Standing up, you couldn’t help but smile at the half-lidded, lustful expression on Steven as he stared up at you, lips perked still from kissing. Holding out your hand, he took it almost immediately, following your lead as you tugged him to the bed, pausing only to start removing the remainder of your clothes, raising an eyebrow at him when he only watched you with an open mouth before shaking his head, cheeks warming as he finally got the hint and started to remove his own clothes, “Oh right, silly me” he joked.

It took you hardly any time at all to be naked, all the whilst Steven was still trying to rush and pull off his trousers, just managing to pull his second leg out before you had jumped into his arms, kissing his frantically, gently pushing him backwards until he collapsed onto the bed. “I don’t want to wait anymore Steven,” you said with a smile, following him quickly onto the bed, climbing up until you were straddling his lap.

Steven was staring at your beautiful body with a goofy smile, hands instantly on your hips as you relaxed over him, leaning down to pull him into a much more heated kiss, lips separating to swipe your tongue against his. He tasted of chocolate and something that was purely him and perfect.

His rough, warm hands moved up and down your naked spine, sending shivers across your body as you slowly lower your hips over his crotch, rubbing your bare, wet cunt against his boxers, feeling the outline of his very eager member that throbbed at the movements. Steven whimpered at the touch, hands flexing against your body as he wished for more.

Pushing against his chest, you sat up, taking a second to take him in as he did the same for you before you shifted your hips, lifting slightly off so you were able to reach into the pocket of his boxers, gently gripping his shaft and tugging it free.

It throbbed in your hand as you lined it up with your fluttering hole, Steven’s hands rested against your thighs, his chest rising and falling with quick excitement as he watched and felt as you sat down on his cock. The two of your moans filled the apartment, the feeling of his filling you up had your eyes rolling to the back of your head, “god- you feel so good, love”.

Steven wasn’t often vocal during your intimate moments, using being too lost in the moment that he forgot how to speak but when he did whimper out about the way you made him feel, it only caused your heart and pussy to clench. Rolling your hips slowly, your hands found his as both of your fingers intertwined, the movement helping you to stay up as you both looked deeply into each other's eyes, mouths hanging open as a spiral of moans and gasps continued to tumble out.

A shimmering of sweat was starting to glisten across each of your bodies as you found a good pace, riding Steven’s cock as the pleasure quickly built up. Steven seemed to be close as well as he suddenly sat up, arms wrapping around your back, holding you close to him as his mouth attached to the side of your neck, kissing along gently, hitting all the right spots as his hips started to meet your movements. Your arms wrapped around his neck, tugging at the dark hair at the base, leaning your forehead against his as his breath fanned across your face.

“I’m - I’m gonna cum, love” he frantically muttered, his thrusts hitting deeper now and hearing how close he was, you could feel the coil tightening, tingling sensations running down your thighs as you held him closer.

“Cum for me Steven, please cum for me” you gasped out, just as your own orgasm rushed through your body, cunt clenching desperately around his cock, his name spilling from your lips. Hearing your words and seeing you cum was all he needed to join you in the euphoria, head falling back as he too shouted your name, his thrusts erratic as his seed spurted inside your warmth.

The two of you stayed locked together for a few minutes, trying to catch your breaths and gently caressing each other's naked bodies, leaving kisses along collar bones and necks as you revel in the calm and tranquillity.

It was Steven’s unnecessarily loud yawn that snapped you both out of the moment, particularly the embarrassed expression he wore after you looked at him with a raised eyebrow before bursting out in laughter, kissing him on his cheek before standing slowly and rushing to the bathroom, trying not to drip any mess on the way.

By the time you’d finished, Steven had prepared the apartment for bed, taping the front door, encircling the bed in sand and he was just finishing cuffing the ankle restraint to himself. For as long as you’d known Steven, you’d also known Marc and Jake, not that you could tell Steven about his alters, so even though he didn’t have to restrain himself every night, you simply smiled and helped where you could, making sure to comfort him as he was always embarrassed every single night that he had to restrain himself due to his ‘sleep walking’.

Pulling on Steven’s t-shirt that he had been wearing earlier, you leaned down to gently kiss his forehead before climbing into the middle of the bed, laying your head back against the soft pillows and waiting with your arms out wide. The jangle of the restraint being tugged informed you that he had finished fastening it and the next thing you knew, he was climbing into the bed and laying his head on your chest.

Instantly your arms wrapped around his shoulders as he pulled the covers over the two of you, his body heat was enough to keep you warm however as you held him close, leaning down to kiss the top of his head as he did the same to the centre of your chest, “I love you, Steven” you whispered.

“I love you too, love” he responded happily, tiredness evident in his voice as you both fell into a deep sleep.

You weren’t sure what time it was when those beautiful lips started to move across your throat. London was quiet outside of your open window so it had to be in the early hours of the morning. Smiling slightly, your hands moved slowly up to delve into his thick, luscious hair again, the remnants of sleep still evident in your lazy movements. Steven sometimes found it difficult to sleep and after trying all of his usual tricks - a Rubiks cube and audiotapes - he would cuddle up to your side and distract himself by loving your body, not that you minded at all, you loved it when he showed his appreciation to you.

Sighing happily, your hands rubbed gently over the nape of his neck, and the way his lips moved against your throat had you shivering in pleasure. Steven then started to move until he was on his knees over your body, his hands wandering up your sides, up to your arms and gently eased your hands away from his head, moving them until they were in one of his larger palms and over your head, leaving you pinned to the bed. This was definitely not Steven.

“You missed me, baby?” Your heartbeat thumped in your chest as your eyes opened and you looked up to the man who was now speaking with an American accent, Marc.

“Yes, so much, it’s been a week Marc, where have you been?” you responded, tugging on your wrists as all you wanted to do was pull him into a tight hug and not let go. You loved each of his alter’s equally, and even though you loved your time with Steven, it did mean that you missed seeing the other two.

The hand grasping yours didn’t falter however in his grip as he only smirked down at you, the fish tank being the only thing to illuminate his face. “I’ve been here honey, even if you don’t see me, I’m always here” he gruffly replied, his voice evident that he had been asleep at some point and only recently woken up. With his spare hand, he gently wrapped it around your neck, not squeezing but just holding it there so you were forced to look up into his intense stare. “All I could think about was having my head between these pretty legs of yours, daddy needs his snack”.

Your breath hitched in your throat, not trusting yourself to be able to speak, knowing you would just stutter as you tried to squeeze your thighs together, already feeling your cunt clenching in arousal. The hand around your throat moved steadily down your front, between your breasts that were still covered by Steven’s shirt, and down your abdomen until he was touching your thigh, gripping the left one and moving it until your knee was pressed against your chest.

Marc didn’t look away once, holding the eye contact as he moved his face lower, “are you going to keep your hands there for me, baby girl?”

“Yes sir,” you answered barely above a whisper, now gripping onto the pillow beneath your head to try and stop yourself from reaching down and caressing any part of him. Whereas Steven was the more submissive type, Marc was the opposite, loving to dominate you, but in a soft manner, making sure to worship your body whilst not expecting it in return, but still being the one in charge.

With his now free hand, Marc moved it to your other thigh, pushing it to join your left leg up against your chest, now leaving your completely bare centre to him and you silently thanked yourself for deciding not to wear any underwear, knowing Marc would have ripped them in a heartbeat. Leaning down, Marc was now only inches away from his goal, his lips forming a circle as he blew cold air onto your moistening cunt. Gasping at the sensations you couldn’t help but try to buck your hips, knuckles clenching harshly in an attempt to keep them above your head and the man between your legs noticed this instantly, his smirk growing even wider as he finally, stuck out his tongue.

He started slow, licking from your hole up to your clit, eyes rolling back and moaning audibly at the taste and the sound of your beautiful moans had his already hard cock, leaking onto the sheets beneath. Repeating this action a few more times, he pressed his tongue flat against your slit, before sealing around your clit, sucking on it fiercely before releasing it and moving the tip of his tongue in a circle. This man knew all of the right spots on your body to have you seeing stars as he continued to tease your bundle of nerves, feeling your cunt clenching against his chin, he had you right where he wanted you.

Your thighs were shaking in his hands, breath coming in sharp bursts as he pleasured you mercilessly, moving between stimulating your clit to stick his tongue as far as it could inside your hole, savouring every drop of juices that you produced, all the whilst still not breaking eye contact with you. Not that you were watching him anymore, your eyes closed and trying to arch your back as you were so very nearly close to feeling that beautiful euphoria.

He removed his lips from you to ask, “what do you want, honey?”

“I want to cum-” you sounded so desperate, voice croaky as you wanted him more than anything else at that moment.

“Yeah baby, you want to cum?”

“I want to cum on your cock, please, sir” you finally choked out, tempted just to say that you wanted to cum on his face but you craved the feeling of his cock, even though you had technically felt it a few hours earlier. Marc’s eyes darkened slightly at your words and before you could even process his movements, his lips were smashing into yours, his body hovering over you now as the taste of you swarmed through your senses as he dominated your lips.

Too distracted with his tongue that was now dancing with your own, you hadn’t noticed Marc pull down his boxers and free his hard cock until he was swiping it up and down your slit, coating you with his precum. His teeth nipped your bottom lip, snagging it back as he moved a few inches away, making sure to watch your expression as he finally pushed his tip-in. The deep groan that he produced had your knees quaking as your cunt squeezed him impossibly tight as he kept inching in until finally, he had bottomed out. “Fuck you feel so tight, baby”.

All you could do was moan in response as he started to pull out slowly, making sure to drag on every single one of your nerves before fucking hard back into you. As his thrusts became more consistent, his strokes hard and powerful, his hand wrapped around your wrists that were still above your head, holding your hands as his lips once again collided with yours.

Your lips were starting to feel bruised with the brutality of his kisses but it didn’t phase you in the slightest as his cock continued to fuck into you, each stroke hitting your g-spot to perfection and you were already feeling lightheaded from the impending orgasm that was quickly approaching. Marc could feel it too in the way your hole spasmed around him but he needed more time, liking it when you both came together, very much the same way as Steven.

One moment you could feel the beautiful tingling starting to form in your abdomen and the next they all disappeared as Marc eased himself out of you, ignoring your protests as he rolled you onto your side, so he was now spooning you. One arm he managed to rest under your head and the other he used to hold your leg up, giving his access to fuck up into you from behind.

This new angle felt more intimate as he held you close, his strong hands gripping your body firmly as his cock delved deep into your warm, wet pussy. His mouth attached to your shoulder, sucking lightly on it as he started to thrust faster, the sounds of your hips slapping together intensifying as pleasure was thoroughly rolling through you. “Please Marc, please, I need to cum” you cried out, legs once again shaking due to his actions and from the grunts, he was producing, once that was rumbling through his chest against your back, you knew he was close too.

“That’s it baby, cum for me, cum for daddy” he moaned, his hand releasing your leg to start rubbing back and forth against your throbbing clit. His rough fingertips had you spiralling and nothing could pull you back from this high as you squeezed your eyes closed, shouting his name as waves of pleasure pulsed through your cunt, at the same time as Marc doing the exact same, his cum spilling out deep into your abyss, your clenching helping to milk him dry.

It took you several minutes to stop spasming, your limbs feeling like they were made of jelly as Marc lay soft kisses against your shoulder blade and up to the shell of your ear, whispering sweet nothings as he moved, reminding you just how good you were for him and that you did so well.

Finally, as his cock softened, it slide out of your hole, his cum now dripping between the two of you so he eased himself away, the action causing it to feel cold as you mewled for him to come back. He returned only a second later, with a warm washcloth as he gently cleaned you and straightened up the shirt that had crinkled from all the movement before joining you back in bed, lying in the centre and easing you up until you were led on his chest, listening to his strong heartbeat. As you felt his lips against your temple, you tiredly whispered, “I love you, Marc”.

“I love you too, baby”.

You weren’t sure what it was that woke you next, whether it was the sun that began to rise and shine through your open window or the dull ache of your shoulders. Tiredness and confusion slipped through your mind as you tried to move your arms to relieve the ache, but - you couldn’t move your arms.

Frowning, you blinked a few times, trying to clear the fog as you looked above your head to see that you were staring at the front door, rather than the books that lined your headboard, but most importantly, that both of your hands were restrained together in Steven’s leg cuff. Your first thought was that Marc wasn’t finished fooling around with you and had turned you around on the bed so that he could tie you down but as you glanced around the apartment and didn’t spot anyone, fear started to creep into your emotions.

You felt so vulnerable in this position, now very aware of the fact that you were half-naked, and that your shirt had ridden halfway up your stomach so you kept your legs clamped closed as you silently tried to tug on the restraint, hoping that the buckle hadn’t been fully closed, but it had, it was securely down up.

Your breathing started to increase as anxiety lingered in the pit of your stomach, what if someone who was looking for the boys had found you and taken Marc away? What if they had left you like this so they could torture you in front of the boys? As your thoughts started to spiral, you heard the floorboards creak in the living room and you seemed to stop breathing at all, waiting to see who was there.

Footsteps could be heard, creeping their way towards you and finally, someone stepped out into your line of vision but from where they stood, it was directly in front of the sunlight, causing him to turn into a shadow with only his outline visible. In your fear, you didn’t recognise him, not until he had squatted down next to the bed, his hand lifting to stroke your cheek, something you initially flinched away from but as you saw the deep brown eyes and the hard stare of the man before you, immediately the nerves rushed away and turned into anticipation.

“...Jake?” you asked, knowing all too well that the tense stance that he held in his shoulders and the way in which he looked at you as if he would tear a man to shreds before he even looked at you, immediately you knew that it was the third alter. It wasn’t often that you saw all three of them in one night, not unless something had triggered them or danger was on the horizon so you still felt slightly on edge as to why all three had graced you with their presences

Jake was the one you saw the least but he was definitely the most passionate and unhinged. He was usually the first to come out if you were crying, demanding to know who hurt you before letting Marc or Steve take control and soothe you. He was also the most physical of the three, even though Marc liked to be dominant, Jake would have you pleading to cum for hours before allowing you, making sure to leave bite marks on your skin so the other two would have to question you on them. Even though he was the most intense, you loved him just as much, his passion was something you craved, and you felt just as protective over him as you did of Steven and Marc.

The man squatting before you tilted his head, eyes flicking over your trembling body and he knew for a brief moment that he might have gone too far, leaning down he placed a single, tender kiss on your temple, a sign you knew he didn’t mean to frighten you and instantly the tenseness left your shoulders. This was until the fingers that had been delicately stroking across your cheek moved to grip your face, squishing your mouth together.

Silently you cursed yourself, already knowing that you’d made a mistake by calling him Jake, knowing he only liked to be called one name during these intimate moments. “Papi?” His tilted head straightened as he released your cheeks, at the same time you released the breath you didn’t realise that you’d been holding onto.

Watching the man closely, he stood to his full height, and you had to try and not scream as he pulled on your bound arms until they were lying on the floor and your head was upside down off of the edge of the bed. From this position, you were now eye level with his crotch and you couldn’t help but your mouth to water when you realised that he was naked and his very hard, very aroused cock was now only a few inches from your face.

You were in so much of a trance with his cock that it took Jake gently slapping your cheeks for you to understand what he was wanting from you and immediately, you opened your mouth wide, trying to ignore the blood rushing in your head from the upside-down position. As soon as your mouth was open, Jake was sliding the tip of his cock past your lips, one hand holding the base and the other resting against your exposed throat, applying the slightest bit of pressure. He was a very rough fucker and with any indications to the damp spot between your legs, you couldn’t wait for him to have his way with you.

As he reached the back of your throat, only half of his cock had disappeared into your mouth, did you choke and gag. The hand on your throat flexed and from all of the previous encounters with him, you knew he was trying to remind you to stay calm and relax so you did, relaxing your throat muscles as he pulled out, allowing you to suck in a deep breath before moving back in. This was the last time he was going to show you any more compassion.

Jake started to roughly fuck your throat, only pulling out to let you suck in a breath before fucking back in. Salvia was dripping down your cheeks, mixing in with the tears that were steadily starting to fall from the face fucking. Even though your throat and lungs burned, you loved it when he treated you like his own personal fuck toy.

With each thrust, he gruffly grunted and just as you felt like you were about to pass out, he pulled out, climbing onto the bed and sitting in the middle, grabbing onto your hips and pulling you harshly so you now lay more comfortably on the bed and your head wasn’t hanging off of the edge anymore. You were extremely lightheaded from the position change, eyes rolling slightly as he spread your legs, running his fingers up and down your slit, your juices now coating your thighs from all the arousal.

It was only as the world stopped spinning did Jake start to lightly spank against your clit, causing your legs to shut automatically and you to cry out at the sharp pain. Still, he knew you loved it really, especially as your legs immediately opened again for him to continue his actions. You’d never been into this rough play before but there was something about Jake that brought out this dark side, loving the degradation and perfect mix between pain and pleasure.

After a few more slaps, he reached down to grip your cheeks, leaning his upper body down as well until his breath was fanning across your face. Jake usually wasn’t one to do a lot of talking, instead of using his actions, preferring to listen to your sweet whimpers than his own voice. Just as you thought he was going to kiss you, you gasped as he started to lick the tears that were still running down your cheeks, making sure everyone was captured by his tongue before he was turning your whole body around so you were face down on the bed.

It was difficult to manoeuvre due to your arms still being tied up so this new position caused your arms to cross over. His rough warm hands were suddenly on your hips, pulling them up until he had you on your knees and your upper half still pressed down against the bed. It took him no time at all to be kneeling behind you, one hand holding your hip in a grip that was sure to bruise, and the other had a fistful of Steven’s shirt that somehow was still attached to your body.

Without a warning, Jake had lined up with your cunt and thrust in with one motion, hitting against your cervix causing you to jolt forward if it wasn’t for his harsh grip on you. His thrusts were hard and fast, not giving you a second to process the pleasure that he was pounding into you. The word ‘Papi’ spilt from your lips like a broken record, the only name that he liked to be called during these intimate moments.

As he continued to fuck you hard, the hand gripping your hip moved to start spanking your arse cheeks, with enough force that they started to burn soon after and you knew you’d be feeling the effects for a few days. His punishing pace had you seeing stars before long, knees struggling to keep you up as you desperately begged him to allow you to cum, “Please Papi, please can I cum?”

“No” was all he responded as he didn’t slow down his relentless pace, sparks of pleasure were blooming through your abdomen, every thrust hitting all of the right spots and even the pain from the spanking was helping you to get to the very edge. The place that you desperately didn't want to be in right now, trying to think about anything and everything that didn't relate to the cock pounding into your cunt, knowing that if you came without his permission, you wouldn't be able to sit for a week let alone a few days.

As your moans became grunting shouts, Jake pulled out of you, easily manhandling you back onto your back, your body instantly relaxing from not being in the twisted position but that soon didn't matter anymore as he pulled your legs up onto his shoulders, holding them up with one arm whilst the other held over your mouth, quietening your shouts as he fucked back into you.

With the grip on your legs, he was able to lift your arse slightly off of the bed, giving him the perfect position to fuck into your sweet spot within, relentlessly fucking into it over and over as you pulled desperately on your arm restraints, not even sure what you would do it you were free, just wanting to hold him, gripping his arms, just touch him in some way.

So distracted by the way he was holding you and fucking you that the sensation of orgasm once more crept up on you. Bucking your hips wildly, you tried to pull away, knowing that there was no stopping this one as you opened your eyes and looked up to Jake who was still staring just as intensely down, hair drooping on his forehead as sweat glistened across his skin. He didn’t need to look in your eyes to know just how desperate you were to cum, just by the way your cunt clenched helplessly around him did he know.

Looking you in the eyes, he nodded, and at the same time he released the grip on your mouth and move to hold one of your thighs against your chest, much like Marc had earlier. With his other now spare hand, he started to roughly swipe across oversensitive clit, whilst simultaneously fucking up into your cunt, pounding into your g-spot and he finally nodded his head and all hell broke loose.

The most intense orgasmic contractions pulsed through your cunt as sprays of squirt started splashed out onto his abs, the scream you released was probably one hell of a wake-up call for your neighbours but you didn’t care, more tears now streaming down your cheeks as your body convulsed at the sensations.

As the waves of pleasures subsided, Jake stopped his actions and you only then realised that he came as well, feeling his hot seed starting to leak out of you but you didn’t care. Small hiccups were coming from you as you tried to calm down from your high, body shaking from both the chill and orgasm.

Jake then started his clean up process, something he always liked to do with his tongue as he made due to drinking every drop of squirt that had coated the two of you, even eating his own cum straight from your cunt. The area was now puffy and over-sensitive so you twitched and cried out as he tried to gently drink everything down, moving steadily up your body, leaving soft kisses that were vast construct to the assault he had just laid into you.

Finally, as he reached your face, he kissed off the tears whilst also undoing the buckles around your wrist, rubbing on the tender flesh as he helped you ease them down to your side, even though you still tried to reach out for him, he simply held them down. The tiredness you felt was nearly overwhelming, your eyes burning as they struggled to stay open. You were only half aware when Jake helped you to sit the right way on the bed, head resting against the pillow, turning you on your side so you were now facing each other. His hand cupped your cheek, brushing the skin softly, being too tired to open your eyes, you puckered your lips, glad that he got the hint as he leaned down to very gently kiss your awaiting lips.

You smiled happily, content to just lie there forever with him. Just as sleep drifted over your senses, you just about managed to whisper, “I love you, Jake.”

“Te amo mi amor”.

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