#i was so frustrated at the doctor's bc i again couldn't speak

[autobahnmp3]

BUT no more going to work!!!! i am freeeee

[marvelfanfics1]

I wonder how daddy!Rafe would react after catching sick little!reader, who is supposed to be resting, out of bed and playing with their toys

Rest

Pairing: dark!daddy!rafe x little!reader

warning: age regression, dark themes, drugging

A/n: this one got a bit darker than intended but I couldn't help myself bc I actually think this is how he would handle this situation in his twisted rafe way yk?

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He just wants what's best for you and when the doctor says you need to rest Rafe would most definitely make you rest, if you wanted to or not.

"You stay right here while daddy's makes some calls. I warn you once, just because you're sick doesn't mean I won't punish you if you dare to leave this bed, a'ight?" He looks at you sternly, tucking you in and tries not to smile at your pouty face, your arms crossed and kicking your leg one time.

"I wanna play! The bed is boring." You cough loudly, your throat burning like hell.

"And I want you to get healthy, so you're gonna rest and take your medicine later like a good girl." There was no room for arguing and you huff, turning your back to him and grabbing your tablet.

He just shakes his head, leaning down to kiss your head before leaving the room. Once you hear the door click shut you throw the blanket off your body. You got up from the bed and walked over to the big pile of stuffies, grabbing some of them you carry them to your little table where you have all your tea parties.

Rafe should've known better. He keeps forgetting that littles mostly don't understand common sense and don't see what's good for them and what's not. That's why you don't see why you can't keep doing what you normally do in little space, not understanding that if you don't rest that your body could get even more sick.

Half an hour later, after all calls have been dealt with and made a small request to Rose, Rafe went to check on you only to find you in fact not in your bed. Even though you were facing the door you haven't noticed him yet, still babbling to your lamb.

"What exactly do you think you're doing?" Rafe asks, standing in the doorway with his hands on his hips, the frustration clear on his face.

You freeze, looking at him with wide eyes while he approaches you slowly.

"Didn't I tell you to rest? Care to explain how I find you sitting here and in fact not resting, huh?" He doesn't even give you a chance to speak, standing beside you he places his hand on your forehead and sighs loudly at feeling how your fever got worse. Suddenly you feel incredibly warm and a little dizzy.

"Don' feel good." You mumble, your body leaning against him automatically for comfort.

"Yeah, I figured that. That's what happens when you don't listen to daddy." He clicks his tongue before scooping you up, carrying you over to your bed.

Just as he lowers you down Rose walks in, holding one of your sippy cups and handing it to Rafe, looking a little concerned. "Are you sure you-"

"Thank you, Rose. I'll handle this on my way now." Rafe quickly cuts her off, shooting her a warning glare. You don't know what he means and just wave at Rose sweetly while coughing.

She just nods, giving you a small smile before walking off again, closing the door behind her.

He turns his attention back to you and smiles, holding the sippy out for you to take which you happily did, feeling how warm the cup it is. You sigh when the warm tea goes down your aching throat.

Rafe keeps brushing a hand over your hair, watching you empty the sippy and notices how your eyes already start to get droopy, trying your hardest to keep them open.

"There we go." He coos, gently grabbing the cup and placing it on your nightstand. "How you feelin' baby?"

"M'sleepy..." You yawn, pawing at your eyes.

"That's normal. That's your body trying to help you with your fever, just close your eyes." He says, covering you with your weighted blanket before kissing your forehead.

When he pulls back again he chuckles at you already sleeping, the drugs having you completely knocked out.

"Now you'll get all the rest you need."

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[ve1vet-cake]

Dawnbreaker!Zayne x reader SMUT

Warnings: ooc? maybe?, unprotected sex, fingering, oral (m+f receiving), zayne gets pussydrunk, mc gets cockdrunk, some fluff and angst (bc of dawnbreaker story), general spoiler for dawnbreaker, mc basically cheats on Dr. Zayne with Dawnbreaker? (is fine they the same person<3), female MC, probably cringe dialogue (i can't write interactions), not proofread sadge

Wordcount: 3k+

MDNI

nsfw under cut

"Happy Birthday to you..."

Her gaze shifted from the cake to the man standing before her, his hazel eyes solely focused on her.

For him, it felt like time had stopped. The way her lips moved as she sang, the sound of her voice..

It felt all too real. Too real to be a dream. He dared to reach out, the tips of his fingers brushing against her cheek, hopeful he could feel her.

And he did.

His eyes fluttered slightly as he gently caressed her skin. He couldn't fathom that he was touching her.. Feeling her warmth.

She just watched, her eyes scanning over his face.

She was aware that this wasn't Dr. Zayne.. but she felt that it was still... Zayne. Different, but still him. Only he looked at her like this.

Only he touched her like this.

Did your wish come true..?

She smiled softly as he gave her an inquisitive and overwhelmed look.

The adoration in his eyes even surpassed that of Dr. Zayne's eyes. It was like a longing.. a craving that was finally being satiated

He felt like he couldn't breathe.

Far more than a wish.. a dream came true..

He was actually speaking to her, voice breathless and hoarse as if he hadn't spoken in months. His consciousness pressing forth with each syllable that left his lips.

The woman smiled and set the cake down on the table to keep it safe before her hands gently tugged him down by his collar, planting a soft kiss on his lips.

Happy Birthday, ominous stranger..

The sweet giggle leaving her lips made him blush, a shiver had run down his spine when their lips connected for a sweet and innocent peck.

Surprisal and adoration was written all over his face.

You.. know that I'm not.. the doctor..?

She looked up at him amused.

It's obvious for me to know.

She hummed, fidgeting with his collar.

Your mannerisms, your aura.. Even the way you speak and your pitch shift.

She smiled, looking at him sweetly, her hands now cupping his cheeks.

But you're still Zayne..

She stared into his eyes, drowning in the hazel orbs.

And I can see...

She pulled him closer, their noses almost touching and his hands finding their way to her waist in an attempt to balance himself.

That you love me. Maybe even more than Dr. Zayne does.. There's this.. sadness.. lingering around you..

She brushed his hair out of his eyes.

As if you were afraid of letting go.. As if I were a dream you don't wish to wake up from.

He stared at her, swallowing hard at her words as pent up feelings of desperation, yearning and frustration bubbled up inside of him. He had waited for so long to meet her. Wished and hoped to hold her.

And she was right. This was a dream he didn't wish to ever end.

You don't know how right you are..

He leaned down, his eyes fluttering shut as he kissed her again. This time with more want, need.

This time it was his turn to pull her closer, having her wrap her arms around his neck.

It felt so nice to feel her in his arms. To have a chance to taste her lips.

He couldn't stop. He wanted more. Feel her more.

His fingers dug into her waist, earning a soft gasp from her.

Nsfw follows proceed with caution

Without thinking his tongue dipped past her parted lips, his head tilting to the side as he deepened the kiss. The small noises of contentment she made caused his mind to go fuzzy.

Zayne had waited for so long to even speak to her.

He never could've dreamed about kissing her, let alone slowly moving her against the wall behind her. The kiss felt like it lasted an eternity, both getting lost in the feeling of each other's lips, the taste of the other on their tongues.

It was too much. When she finally moved her head to the side to break the kiss Zayne followed her subconsciously, not wanting to part despite the lack of oxygen making them pant.

As she caught her breath he planted soft kisses along her jaw and cheek, murmuring quiet declarations of love into her skin.

It made her shudder with want, her breath catching in her throat when his lips grazed a particular spot on her neck.

He gently nipped at her skin, feeling the need to mark her. The feeling of his teeth against her skin made her moan softly, her head leaning towards him to feel him closer.

Is.. is this okay..?

His voice was quiet, careful as he looked up to meet her dazed gaze.

Mhm.. Keep going...

He hummed and placed more open mouthed kisses on her skin, occasionally sucking in her flesh to leave spots of red on her.

Zayne felt like he was drowning in her sounds and embrace, the way she held onto him, the way her moans made his head spin..

Do.. you want to go further...?

He finally stood up straight, looking down at the woman caged between his arms.

She nodded and kissed his neck in return.

Please..

She held onto his shoulders and looked at him pleadingly.

He swallowed, gently picking her up and walking over to the couch. Carefully he laid her down, his eyes focused on the way she already arched softly, her hands next to her head.

May I?

Zayne motioned to her clothes, only proceeding to strip her out of them when she gave him a small nod.

He took his time, slowly removing each item of clothing. He inspected each layer that came off first before examining the skin he revealed.

His fingertips brushed over her collarbones, slowly travelling to her breasts.

He seemed so enamoured with her, it made her heart melt.

Your beauty even surpasses the aurora..

Zayne looked at her with pure affection, leaning down and kissing her collarbones.

Meanwhile his hands found their way to the clasp of her bra, swiftly ridding her of the item.

He swallowed as he looked at her bare chest, his hands coming up to give them a gentle squeeze. The way he gently played with them, thumbs grazing over the hardened nipples made her sigh in satisfaction. She watched on as he massaged her, the lust clouding his eyes making her smile softly.

When his lips enveloped the bundle of nerves a gasp escaped her lips. His gentle sucking and the way his tongue played with it enough to make her back arch into him.

Her other breast was massaged by his right hand, the other sliding over her arm to intertwine their fingers. The intimacy of it made her core clench in anticipation.

Zayne briefly switched to the other breast, looking up at her to determine how much she enjoyed his ministrations.

The look of soft pleasure on her face made his heart race.

He released her with a plop when he felt her free hand tug at his clothes.

Take them off too.. Please?

She gave him such a sweet look, her kiss swollen lips pulled into a small pout.

Of course..

Without looking away from her he unbuttoned his shirt, slowly sliding it off of his body. Her hands found their way to his chest and abs, an appreciative hum leaving her.

He inhaled shakily, his gaze shifting to her travelling hand.

You.. have no idea what you're doing to me..

Zayne's lust-clouded eyes finally focused her face again.

With a small smirk she replied.

I think I do have an idea... Given how.. noticeable your excitement is.

She felt cocky, palming him through his pants causing him to almost topple over with a surprised whimper.

Luckily he caught himself by holding onto the arm and backrest of the couch.

Poor Zayne.. so touch starved..

He gritted his teeth.

You have.. no idea..

Low moans and whimpers came from the hunched over man. Head hanging low and eyes squeezed shut as he tried to break away from the pleasure she was already giving him.

Wow.. You sure are sensitive when you're already this lost in pleasure...

Zayne opened his eyes to peer into the woman's.

If.. you waited.. years for a chance like this.. You'd...

He panted, leaning down closer.

Also be.. this desperate for an ounce of pleasure...

She stared up at him with such innocent curiosity it felt like his heart was about to give out.

Fuck.. don't look.. at me like that...

The look he gave her made her clench. Eyes knitted in irritation, cheeks and ears dusted with red. The unexpected curse stirred something within her and she could've sworn she was capable of coming undone just from his voice and look alone. She barely even noticed he'd moved until she felt his lips crash into hers, capturing her in a hungry kiss.

With shaking hands Zayne impatiently removed the remaining clothing from the woman's body, her coming out of her daze and hastily opening his pants.

The need she felt for him didn't even compare to the years of longing he had endured. Years of dreaming about her, loving her without even being sure of her existence.

The raw emotions of his despair, the reality that he'd have to leave this world to return to his bled into his kisses. His touches.

The way his lips moved became laced with pure passion, his hands moving over her body trying to memorize every curve, every little detail her skin could reveal to him.

She kept gasping against him, overwhelmed with how intense he was. Unaware that he was desperately trying to imprint her taste, scent and feel into his brain. Terrified of forgetting her once he'd return.

Zayne.. Slow down.. Can't.. can't keep up with.. you..

She spoke between kisses. So out of breath she had gone dizzy.

Sorry...

A simple little apology was muttered against the shell of her ear. She felt his erection subtly grind against her inner thigh and hummed.

I-it's okay.. just.. need a breather..

He kissed down from her ear to her shoulder, soft butterfly kisses making her stomach tingle.

When she finally caught her breath her hand slowly guided his to her sopping wet cunt. The makeout session and his previous touches having done numbers on her.

I.. need you here..

With a soft whimper she let him run his finger across her slit. Zayne shifted to look down, his eyes fixated on her slick gathering on his fingers.

He dipped his fingertips into her hole, earning a soft mewl from her.

His eyes drifted to her face. She was watching his hand, cheeks burning red with embarrassment as the squelching sounds from her cunt filled the quiet living room.

Zayne watched in adoration as her hand held onto his shoulder, trying to ground herself while his fingers toyed with her hole and clit. He was flicking the bundle of nerves while experimentally dipping his fingertips into her hole.

Zayne..! Stop- stop playing with me..

Her whines were so cute, tears already welling in her eyes.

Heh.. I'm sorry..

He kissed her temple, finally pushing one finger into her.

You're just too cute.

She gasped, her eyes rolling back when she felt his knuckle.

He drew the sweetest moans out of her already with just one finger pumping in and out of her slowly, dragging against her walls, trying to find her sweet spot.

When he did she jolted in his arms, a breathy 'Zayne' escaping her lips.

With a smile he hummed in response, adding another finger and repeatedly pressing into that little spot.

She felt dizzy. Her head was spinning and she believed she could see stars with the way he moved his fingers.

Her moans were like music to his ears, his lips finding their way to her breast and wrapping around her nipple again as he continued fucking her with his fingers. The moans she let out progressively got louder and more desperate.

Once his thumb pressed into her clit again she came, gasping his name and twitching. With a whine she closed her legs, curling up into him breathing heavily.

Zayne kissed the top of her head, murmuring soft praise.

Are you ready for.. more?

Zayne's breathing was ragged. He had patiently waited for her to calm down, merely sucking her sweet honey from his fingers which made her stare at him hazily.

She gave him an approving nod, watching as he kissed down from her jaw, past the valley of her breasts, along her stomach and finally reaching her core. He held her lower lips apart with his index and middle finger, slowly licking along her cunt.

Her breath caught in her throat and her back arched off of the couch.

Zayne looked at her core briefly before kissing it. Each kiss getting more passionate, as if he was trying to make out with her pussy. The moans she let out as well as her juices nearly drove him insane. She sounded so sweet for him. Her taste was so divine he would've sworn he saw heaven whenever he gathered her honey on his tongue.

The more arousal flooded his mouth, the greedier he'd lick and suck at her cunt, desperate to get more out of her. Occasionally his lips would wrap around her bud, sucking until she nearly screamed his name.

Her thighs were squeezing his head and her fingers had tangled themselves in his black locks. Shamelessly she bucked her hips into his greedy mouth.

Her legs were already shaking around him, having come undone multiple times with the way Zayne was eating her out. His tongue was delving into her hole, desperately tasting as much as possible.

When she came for the nth time on his tongue she decided to open her teary eyes, her heart racing even more at the look he gave her.

Pure lust and adoration stared back at her. Hazel eyes so clouded with desire she thought she would pass out from the intensity.

Zayne.. stop.. I.. can't.. anymore.. n-need.. a break..

She was squirming, pleading with the man between her legs. Only slowly did he manage to come out of his rush, it was as if he was high or drunk, like he couldn't survive without her taste.

When he sat up, his lips and chin glistened with her cum, his tongue flicking over the remains.

The woman first calmed her breathing a little before she sat up and fully removed the man's pants and boxers, licking her lips at the proud erection in front of her.

Can't get tired of seeing this..

She mused, pressing a hand on Zayne's chest making him fall back into the couch. He was breathing heavily, watching through half lidded eyes as the woman before him crawled between his legs, gently covering his precum stained tip with kisses.

Let me.. return the favour..

Zayne's head was spinning and he held onto the backrest and her hair for dear life. The way her lips felt around his aching shaft, her tongue expertly swirling around his tip made him feel like he could cum any second.

He had given up watching her, the eye contact she maintained paired with her ministrations had proven to be a challenge since the sight itself could make him shoot his seed down her throat.

He was groaning and gasping lowly, chest heaving and stomach tensing when she'd take him deeper. Once she managed to fit him completely she tapped his thigh to make him look at her. Staying with his cock neatly nestled into her throat.

The way Zayne was gripping the couch, knuckles turned white, he could've sworn he almost tore the fabric clean off. His eyes had gone wide as he watched her smile around him, proud of herself for swallowing him whole. He was trying his best not to come undone, quickly pulling her back by the hair and closing his eyes.

The... Things you do to me...

She whined, unhappy with being depraved of his taste and the feeling of his cock in her mouth.

Zayne only raised an eyebrow, pulling her closer.

Mmhh.. How greedy and hungry you are for me.. Wouldn't have expected that from you..

She just giggled, kissing him.

Rich coming from someone who was so pussydrunk.. he couldn't even stop...

What happened next was so fast, the woman couldn't even react. Last thing she knew was that she was in between Zayne's legs, held up to him by the hair as he stared at her with lust clouded eyes.

Now she was pinned down on the couch again, caged in between his arms and she felt his erection in between her folds, gathering her slick to lubricate himself.

The head of his dick kept pushing into her swollen clit making her squirm and gasp.

Ready..?

She gasped a 'yes' not even fully registering what was happening until she felt his tip prod and push past her entrance.

Her mouth fell open in a silent gasp, her eyes focusing on Zayne's. He was watching himself push into her, noting the way she clamped down around him so perfectly. It felt too good and again, he had to dig his nails into the couch to refrain from cumming immediately.

The stretch she felt was as amazing as always. Not too much and not too little. Zayne always felt so nice inside her, filling her up so perfectly.

After a few seconds of both adjusting, Zayne finally moved. Slowly at first to find a good rhythm, then progressively getting faster.

His right hand was gripping her thigh, pulling her leg over his waist, his left hand next to her head for support. His heart had melted when she had moved her hand to hold onto his wrist, her other hand gripping his right biceps.

Her moans were even sweeter, like soft call outs that were responded to by his own grunts. Seeing her face contorted in such delicious pleasure, a pleasure he was causing made his heart swell.

He wished for this to never end. He swore that if he was given the chance, he'd love her without question. Devote his life to her and protect her from the danger of his world.

His movements got faster and harder, increasing the volume of her moans.

Zayne wanted nothing more than to love her every waking day. To show her how much happiness she brings into his dark, frustrating reality.

Her moans turned into screams of his name.

What he would give just to wake up next to her every day. He thought that the incarnation of his that was blessed to actively live with her every day was so lucky.

His movements became erratic and almost inhumane.

He was angry with the world, his in particular and the sad reality he had to return to. Without her smile to greet him, without her scent lingering in the sheets when he'd wake up... Without that sweet cunt taking him so well...

He was ripped from his thoughts when the woman beneath him screamed his name, his eyes widening at how hard she was clenching him.

The sight of her cumming around his cock, writhing and shaking in overstimulated bliss made his cock twitch and before he knew it he was burying himself deep within her and painting her walls white, soft gasps of her name on his tongue.

Zayne looked down at the sweaty mess of a woman under him, his sweet love staring up at him in wonder.

I.. don't think I ever.. came this hard..

She smiled cheekily making him chuckle. With a gentle hum he picked her up and carried her to the bathroom, helping her clean up before settling down in the bedroom.

Zayne held her close to his chest, his face nuzzled into her hair as he just listened to her breathing.

Thank you.. for this perfect birthday...

She hummed, kissing his chest before looking up at him, her hand caressing his cheek gently.

Come back to me.. okay? I'll wait for you.. I promise..

He smiled softly yet sadly, turning his head to the side to kiss the palm of her hand.

I'll try.. But I can't promise anything...

She smiled, kissing the tip of his nose.

I believe in you.. Love you..

He smiled, only able to mouth a 'love you too' before his consciousness left the body of the doctor, waking in his dark room, with only the memory of her smile and feel warming up the cold space around him.

I'll return to you.. I promise...