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𝐖𝐑𝐈𝐓𝐄𝐑❜𝐒 𝐂𝐀𝐅𝐄 𝐎𝐂𝐓𝐎𝐁𝐄𝐑 𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓

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𖥔 indicates smut

✶ indicates dark elements

By ☁︎☽ Cocoa ☁︎☽ @cocoamoonmalfoy @darksideofthecocoamoon

𖥔 𝐂𝐑𝐎𝐖𝐍 𝐇𝐈𝐌 - 𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐓 𝟕 | god of spring!timothee chalamet

Part seven of the crown him series

✶ 𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇 𝐀 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐕𝐘 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐑𝐓 𝐈'𝐋𝐋 𝐆𝐔𝐈𝐃𝐄 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐃𝐀𝐆𝐆𝐄𝐑 | the beast

Imagine a twisted beauty and the beast. Reverse kidnapping: I’m in your house and I’m not leaving

𖥔 𝐃𝐀𝐌𝐍𝐄𝐃 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐃𝐄𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐌𝐈𝐍𝐄𝐃 | bard!timothee chalamet

An unlikely trio on an impossible quest pick up a stray along the way

𖥔 ✶ 𝐂𝐎𝐕𝐄𝐓 | soft!dark!king hal

Hal could sympathize with Hades, for after seeing the light of life, how could he not pin it close to his darkness

𖥔 𝐒𝐓𝐑𝐎𝐊𝐄 | king hal

Hal finds that sitting for his portrait isn’t bad at all

𝐓𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐃 𝐀𝐑𝐌𝐎𝐑 | prince hal

Disowned or not, the son of the king needed to be protected

By ★ Jen ★ @jen-with-a-pen

𝐀𝐋𝐋 𝐓𝐈𝐄𝐃 𝐔𝐏 - 𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐓 𝐎𝐍𝐄 | art student!frat brother!steve rogers

Steve can’t remember what happened last night, but his body sure does. Regret is the worst hangover of all - even more so when you can’t remember what you regret

✶ 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐈𝐍𝐒 𝐀𝐑𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐃 𝐌𝐘 𝐅𝐄𝐄𝐓 | bucky barnes

Being held captive and experimented on definitely wasn’t in your job description. After what seems like months in HYDRA captivity, rescue finally arrives - but what is rescue if not relief from suffering.

By 𖠰 Nat 𖠰 @the-iceni-bitch

𖥔 ✶ 𝐍𝐀𝐓𝐀𝐋𝐈𝐄'𝐒 𝐌𝐎𝐍𝐒𝐓𝐑𝐎𝐔𝐒 𝐌𝐀𝐘𝐇𝐄𝐌 | kinktober masterlist

Prepare yourselves for a month filled with wicked and scandalous delights, with vicious and freakish lovers for whatever type of monster you may fancy

By ❈ Beanie ❈ @shadeysprings

𖥔 ✶ 𝐅𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐊𝐓𝐎𝐁𝐄𝐑 𝐅𝐄𝐒𝐓 | kinktober masterlist

Four stories with captivatingly dark themes

𖥔 ✶ 𝐃𝐄𝐀𝐋 𝐎𝐑 𝐍𝐎 𝐃𝐄𝐀𝐋 | dark!pete brenner

You work hard to entice the biggest possible client for your company, but he has his own ideas for you to make you say yes

𖥔 ✶ 𝐍𝐎 𝐆𝐎𝐎𝐃 𝐈𝐍 𝐆𝐎𝐎𝐃𝐁𝐘𝐄𝐒 | dark!ransom drysdale

Ransom makes it known why breaking up with him is wrong.

𖥔 ✶ 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐓𝐄𝐀𝐑𝐒 𝐎𝐍 𝐈𝐕𝐎𝐑𝐘 | priest!lee boedecker

The new priest of your church asks you to sing for him.

𖥔 ✶ 𝐍𝐎 𝐖𝐀𝐘 𝐎𝐔𝐓 | serial killer!lee boedecker

With the serial killer targeting boys, you thought you were safe. Until you weren’t.

By ❥ Courtney ❥ @chasingmidnights

𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐂𝐀𝐌𝐏𝐅𝐈𝐑𝐄 𝐒𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐒 | thirteen nights of halloween masterlist

13 Nights of Halloween and each night is going to be a different (what I'm calling) "campfire stories". Each story is going to be told by a different character ranging from Chris Evans characters to Sebastian Stan characters to Marvel Characters. Make sure to take a look at the Intro to meet the various characters! So, gather around the fire and try not to get too scared.

By ⚔︎ Suz ⚔︎ @targaryenvampireslayer

𖥔 𝐇𝐀𝐔𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐃 | ghost!bucky barnes

Bucky was taken from you by HYDRA a year ago. You mourn him and miss him, until you start dreaming of him… until he starts coming back to you

By ✵ Selene ✵ @fluffyprettykitty

𖥔 𝐒𝐀𝐌 𝐖𝐈𝐋𝐒𝐎𝐍 𝐀𝐒𝐊 | sugar daddy!sam wilson

Quick and dirty sugar daddy Sam Drabble.

By 𖤛 Roo 𖤛 @darkficsyouneveraskedfor

✶ 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐒𝐀𝐍𝐆 𝐈𝐓 𝐋𝐈𝐊𝐄 𝐇𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐄𝐋𝐔𝐉𝐀𝐇 | yelena belova

You find a stranger at your door, a visitor you can’t make leave

✶ 𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐘 𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐃 𝐋𝐈𝐊𝐄 𝐒𝐌𝐎𝐊𝐄 𝐅𝐑𝐎𝐌 𝐀 𝐂𝐈𝐆𝐀𝐑𝐄𝐓𝐓𝐄 | kraven the hunter

You catch the eye of a mysterious man who shares an unexpected secret with you

By ☆ Stella ☆ @a-lumos-in-the-nox

✶ 𝐂𝐔𝐑𝐒𝐄𝐃

A group of friends decide to explore the haunted house on the shortcut back to campus. Ignoring the 'No Trespassing' signs. They ease drop in on a meeting between beings, mortals have never lived to tell tales about. And find out the consequences of ease dropping on the annual Hallows Eve meeting.

𖥔 𝐍𝐒𝐅𝐖 𝐀𝐋𝐏𝐇𝐀𝐁𝐄𝐓 | druig and makkari and female!oc

The kink alphabet for the threesome

𖥔 𝐍𝐎𝐓 𝐍𝐎𝐖 | druig and female!oc

Reader is horny but won’t do anything about it because she is busy doing other things. But her husband who can read minds can hear her inner struggle and does something about it.

𖥔 𝐃𝐄𝐕𝐎𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 | druig and makkari and female!oc

Makkari has a surprise field trip for Juni and Druig. They don’t know where they are going. It is her turn to pick where they meet up this time.

By ☄︎ Ellie ☄︎ @mrsmischief209

𖥔 𝐒𝐔𝐑𝐑𝐄𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐑 |

Introduction to Kinktober

𖥔 𝐒𝐋𝐎𝐖𝐇𝐀𝐍𝐃 | billy russo

Inspired by the song ‘Slow Hand’ by the Pointer Sisters

✶𖥔 𝐒𝐀𝐂𝐑𝐈𝐅𝐈𝐂𝐄 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑𝐒𝐄𝐋𝐅 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐋𝐄𝐓 𝐌𝐄 𝐇𝐀𝐕𝐄 𝐖𝐇𝐀𝐓'𝐒 𝐋𝐄𝐅𝐓 | softdark!frank castle

Inspired by the song ‘Breath’ by Breaking Benjamin

By ☪︎ Gina ☪︎ @slvttyfied

𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐍𝐄𝐖 𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐀𝐍𝐓𝐈𝐂𝐒 - 𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐓 𝐎𝐍𝐄 | chef!ari levinson

Cause baby I can build a castle out of all the bricks they threw at me and every day is like a battle but every night with us is like a dream

By ✯ Vic ✯ @sunflowersteves

𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐊𝐓𝐎𝐁𝐄𝐑 𝐃𝐀𝐘 𝐓𝐇𝐑𝐄𝐄 - 𝐅𝐈𝐑𝐒𝐓 𝐁𝐉 | carmen berzatto

Carmen knew you were a bit inexperienced, so what better way than to show you how?

By ⚘ Akane ⚘ @haravath0t

𖥔 𝐁𝐄𝐀𝐔𝐓𝐈𝐅𝐔𝐋 𝐒𝐓𝐑𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐄𝐑 | college au!alhaitham

College AU headcanon

By ⎈ Navy ⎈ @navybrat817

𖥔 ✶𝐓𝐑𝐈𝐂𝐊 𝐎𝐑 𝐓𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐓 𝐍𝐎𝐍𝐒𝐄𝐍𝐒𝐄 | various SS and CE characters

One shots and ficlets for the month of October

𖥔 𝐋𝐎𝐒𝐄 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐕𝐎𝐈𝐂𝐄 | bucky barnes

You want Bucky in your mouth. Simple as that.

By ✍︎ Em ✍︎ @writing-for-marvel

𖥔 𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐊𝐓𝐎𝐁𝐄𝐑 𝐇𝐎𝐍𝐄𝐘𝐌𝐎𝐎𝐍 | mob!bucky barnes

Newlyweds Mob!Bucky and wife!reader explore Europe and each other during their honeymoon.

By ❀ Ali ❀ @flordeamatista

𖥔 ✶ 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐂𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐇𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓 | various SS and CE characters

Kinktober inspired by tarot cards and their auras

𖥔 𝐒𝐀𝐕𝐄 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐓𝐄𝐀𝐑𝐒 | lee boedecker

A tale of your wicked deeds.

𝐍𝐈𝐂𝐊 𝐅𝐎𝐖𝐋𝐄𝐑 𝐆𝐈𝐅𝐒𝐄𝐓

By 𐀔 Alex 𐀔 @thecutestlittlebunbunfairy

𖥔 𝐁𝐔𝐍 𝐁𝐔𝐍'𝐒 𝐒𝐏𝐎𝐎𝐏𝐓𝐎𝐁𝐄𝐑 𝐂𝐎𝐋𝐋𝐄𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 | masterlist

Spooky season stories heavily inspired by Hozier’s album, ‘Eat Your Young’

𖥔 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐘 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐍𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓 | rockstar!sam/steve/bucky

When your friends invite you to a rock show and the drummer invites you back to his hotel room, you might get more than you bargained for yet…

By ✬ Astro ✬ @astrorogers

𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐏𝐔𝐑𝐑𝐅𝐄𝐂𝐓 𝐏𝐀𝐈𝐑 | wanda maximoff

The Scarlet Witch has arrived which means her familiar must finally reunite with her.

𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐏𝐔𝐑𝐑𝐅𝐄𝐂𝐓 𝐇𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐎𝐖𝐄𝐄𝐍 | wanda maxinoff

Wanda teaches kitten about Halloween

𖥔 𝐒𝐀𝐃𝐈𝐒𝐓𝐈𝐂 𝐖𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐀 𝐀𝐒𝐊 | mistress!wanda maximoff

Mistress!Wanda x sub!kitten reader smut

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redrydersrequiem · 1 year ago

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Golden eyed phantom ch 1

Pairing Druig x reader

Rating explicit 18+ only minors ageless blank and non unadapted blogs will be blocked.

Plot: phantom of the opera au

Warnings: Some smut (im still learning how so go easy on me) fingering, dream sex, mind control but not dark)

The opera de popular was one of the crown jewels of paris, a place where dreams and nightmares can become a reality. It’s also where young (y/n) (l/n) found themselves living after the untimely death of their only living relative, their father.With no living family and no prospective husband (y/n) would have been homeless if not for Madame Ajak,the kindly dance instructor of the opera and a dear friend to the girls late father.

Madame Ajak became the mother you never knew, kind, caring, always able to cure any physical ailment that seemed to bother her or anyone else, with Madame came Sersi. She was another girl that had grown up in the opera. Madame Ajak was unable to have children of her own so she adopted Sersi when she was just a baby. The young woman was only a few years older then (y/n) and the two became fast friends. Sersi showed you the ins and outs of the opera house, really the ins and outs of Paris. Many times she would take you out and about to learn about your new home and everything in it including the rest of the people that would make up your new family. The first members you met came in the form of Gilgamesh and Thena.

Gilgamesh was the chief of security for the opera house. He was a giant boulder of a man well built and very intimidating at first glance, that is until he smiles at you and turns into the giant teddy bear he is. Always making sure all of us are safe and sneaking in baked goods every now and then. You wouldn’t know just from looking at him but he was an amazing baker, especially his pies they were to die for. With Gilgamesh came his partner Thena,she was gorgeous a goddess without even trying. She was the stunt, fighting and weapons expert for the opera and many other production houses in Paris. Many people thought she was a model but the mere thought made her grimace, “Why would I want to be a model and have to care what everyone thought of me?” Even though she had a tough exterior she was also very kind in her ways. Thena was determined for all of us younger girls at the opera to be able to protect ourselves, teaching everyone basic self defense and warning signs and so on and so forth. She was truly a ferocious mama bear if she wanted to be, to you she just became a protective aunt.

Next up was, without a doubt, your favorite trio, Phastos,Sprite and Makkari. All three worked backstage, keeping the opera house running as fabulously as it does. Phastos was the head engineer/ prop master. If something needed to be built he was the guy, his creations awe inspiring, some looking as though they had come straight out of the future, but he was still humble enough to answer any questions you or anyone had about the devices. Alongside Phastos worked sprite. She was young that was undeniable but boy was she talented, A true artist she was the head set designer and painter. Everything she created was so stunning you couldn’t even tell it wasn’t real. While Phastos was somewhat humble, Sprite was spunky, quick witted and sharp tongue when wronged. She halted being looked down on because of how young she looked and would lay into anyone who belittled her.

Makkari was a completely different story, even though she was deaf that did not stop her. Always with a kind smile on her face she ran around helping pull everything together. She was the resident lighting and stage hand always in the right place at the right time, almost like there were seven of her. When she wasn’t working she would be in the shopping district, dragging (y/n) with her to oogle all the shiny and sparkly Knick knacks, all the beautifully colored fabrics and imports coming in. In fact that's how Kingo was introduced.

Kingo was a fashionista, a real eye for how to make everyone look their best with one look.he was the opera's resident costume designer / understudy. Kingo dreamed of being on stage; he knew all the words, all the songs, everything, but sadly his time in the spotlight had not yet come. Everyone always reassured him his time would come, in fact you would always run lines with him whenever he was feeling down, he was over the top dramatic for sure but so entertaining. Probably the only thing more entertaining was picking on him with sprite and makkari. His reaction to the twos joke always brought a smile to your face, and was almost a bonding experience with the other girl.

During the day there was enough to distract you from your sullen thoughts. In particular the formation of a new found family, always there to relieve you of your boredom and loneliness but at night it was a different story. About a month after you had arrived you sat in the opera's small chapel, lighting a candle for your fathers soul. You guess your gentle weeping is what brought forth the angel's song, but all you really remember is the gentle glowing gold of the candles or at least you think it was the candles but you didn't really care as the feelings of calm wash over you with the soft timber of the angel's voice. At night or really whenever you were alone the angel would speak to you. Teach you the ways of the opera house and the music that went along with it. He was a mystic presence, always there but never in reach.

He invaded your whole life, when not learning from him at night your dreams started turning to him.

It would start with his voice, hearing it in your head as you drifted to sleep, the scene would change to a candle lit backdrop, soft smells of vanilla fill the air, a dreamy feeling wanders around you, then you would feel hands wrap around you. They were strong, long fingers as they wandered up and down your frame. You dare not turn around not wanting the feelings he provokes from you to end too quickly.

You watch as those glorious hands gently slide up your leg taking your thin night shift with them until they reach your core. A branding iron of heat in eloping you as he probes you. Fingers lightly playing with your clit as his lips caressed your ear, words ringing through your very soul it felt

“My beautiful beautiful muse, I've waited so long for you. I’ll never forget the day I first heard your voice, it was like hearing a blessing.”

You couldn’t even articulate words to reply to him shivering as hard as you were from merrily his touch.

“I can not wait for the day you truly belong to me. Mind. Body. And soul”

You feel his fingers stroking in tune to his words. Marking his point deep within your walls, but before you are able to climb to the peak a loud ringing sounds from beside you

“Ignore it”

You try of course but the ringing doesn’t stop. With each ring the scene around you shakes, deteriorating back into the blackness that waits behind your rapidly opening eyes. You sit up in shock, eyes trying to adjust to your bedroom as your alarm rings beside you. Your body still shivering from the after effects of the dream you just had.

Five years had passed, under your teachers guidance your gift bloomed but the only people you would even attempt to try to sing for would be your new family, and that was only light humming. The dreams became normal as well. Usually they happened after working with your mysterious and gracious master. You never learned anything more about him. All you knew was his voice but the one in your dreams seemed to evolve.

First was his hands and then his arms then his legs,his back,even a head of dark brown hair. But never his face. It was starting to vex you honestly, every time waking up from the pure euphoria of those dreams too have reality slap you in the face of how lonely you felt. Not that your new family did not appease your heart, in fact being with them was as natural as breathing. To be honest you couldn't describe what was wrong with you, all you could summarize it as was that it felt like part of you was missing.

A week after your 24th birthday the new owners of the opera appeared and with them came someone familiar.

“Listen up everyone!” Mr Richard's the old owner calls to everyone, all of us currently gathered on the main stag rehearsing the latest show

“I would like to introduce the new owners of the opera Monsieur Nelson and Monsieur Murdock.”

Everyone claps all clambering around to get the best views of the two young owners. You had to admit neither were horrible looking, you thought it was interesting for a blind person to want to buy an opera but it made sense to, even if he couldn’t see the performances, listening to them was the next best thing.

‘Thank you all, thank you we are both very happy to start our adventures in the arts.” Mr Nelson started “We would also like to introduce our generous backer Count Ikaris de solar.” Finished Mr Murdock to when a handsome brunette stepped onto stage to everyone’s approval and applause.

“Ikaris?” You gasped out as everyone continued to clap and awe over the count

“Do you know him (y/n)?” Sersi asks confusingly

“Yes, we knew each other as children. We were somewhat close before his family moved away, I can’t believe that's truly him.”

Before you get another word in, a loud clearing of the throat silences everyone. Mademoiselle Ayesha and her pompous son Adam, step through the crowd in their fine costumes. The madame was the current lead soprano for the opera even though you thought she couldn't sing for shit. Her voice was almost as grating as her attitude towards everyone. Sprite assumed the only reason she was given any parts was because of her stupidly wealthy family and late husband. But you choose not to comment on that. The woman stands there covered in gold and signals to the maestro to start at the top of her aria once more

Oh no she's starting again Sersi says from beside you already getting ready to cover her ears. In fact you can even see the housekeeping staff in the audience stuffing Cotton in their ears. The woman doesn’t get but a few lines in the aria her screeching tone ringing through the stage before the rolled up backdrop above her comes crashing down. The light but sturdy fabric lands on top of the soprano pinning her belly flopped to the stage floor to the shocks and screams of everyone around.

They rush to help the woman up but the damage to her pride is too great. She starts screeching about all the previous accidents directed at her, of all the misfortune and indignity that has befallen her and how she will not stand for it any longer. Mr Murdock simply stands there letting the scene unfold as Mr Nelson loses his mind along the diva as she. Stomps her heel gathering all her things, her son and their people and promptly leaving

The new owners were in a tissy (mostly foggy) wondering how they are supposed to open tomorrow with no star. How this whole adventure is now wasted. Madame Ajak promptly interrupts, saving Mr Nelson from a full melt down, handing the duo a dark black envelope with a giant red wax seal on it.

“Where did that come from?” You ask Sersi

“That confirms it then, It must was the phantom”

“The phantom?”

“Have you honestly not heard the others talk about this?

“No?”

She just shakes her head at you before filling you in on the details

“He's a mysterious person, some say he’s a ghost, others a demon but no one knows for sure. They say he's been here forever always making his presence known. In fact the previous owner used to pay him a monthly wage just to appease him, that and that box number 5 be kept empty for him whenever he wishes. Everything was going well but this past couple years he has gotten a little more devious.

“Why?”

No one really knows, and everyone’s afraid to ask or look around afraid they’ll never be seen again.

Before you can ask sersi more your name is being called.

“(Y/n)(l/n) can do it.”

What?” You had missed the conversation between the two new owners and Madame Ajak

One of your dances can replace the star diva from the past 5 years.? Your sure about that?

“Foggy why don't we give the girl a chance”

“Matt this is doing nothing for. My nerves

You stand there like a deer in headlight hoping you could somehow slip to the back and out of sight but Sersi sees you growing anxiety and gently but firmly directs you towards Ajak.

Madame gently took you from her daughter and lead you to the center of the stage

“Madame what,,,,but,, I,,,”

“It will be alright dear. I've heard you practice these last couple of years when you sneak off at night, and i know your teacher has taught ypu well”

“My teacher?”

Ajak just gives you a knowing look before she turns towards the maestro and nods at him leaving you standing there as everyone watches.

You hear quiet cheer from stage left where your little opera family all stand giving you thumbs up and right smiles, trying to ease your nerves, though it doesn’t really help, it's not till you look up towards the grand chandler that that gentle calming glow envelops your senses once more.

“From the top of the aria mademoiselle”

The band picks up and the music begins to play

To be honest you don't remember much after that. It was a whirlwind of activity. Being swept off stage and quickly fitted into costumes, stage managers telling you where you need to stand, color spotting you with lights all the fixing basically to make it seem like you were always meant to be in the role.

You didn't know that while you sang your heart out on stage a certain young count had finally taken notice of you

“(Y/n)?”

“That’s the girl that used to follow you around?” Count Arishem Ikarus’s father ask begrudgingly

“Yes father that's the daughter of that famous violinist tha lived near our old summer home.”

“Well, well we may have found ourselves a diamond in the rough after all. The elder count scrutinizes the crowd all gawking at the peasant, like she's a princess. All he sees is an opportunity to boost his family further, the gears of his plan already forming in his mind.

Phantoms pov

There she is at last! Right where she belongs, my beautiful beautiful muse.

#druig x reader #druig imagine #druig smut #druig x female reader #druig x y/n #druig fanfiction #eternals #eternals x reader #eternals fanfiction #sersi eternals #ikaris x reader #makkari #phantom of the opera

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simplymakkari · 2 years ago

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better leave some room to breathe (a drukkari fanfic)

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("Thought we could stay in tonight," Druig had told her over scrambled eggs and bacon, arms wrapped around her waist, tucking his chin into her shoulder. "Have a little dinner to ourselves, like. Treat ourselves." A dark eyebrow cocked. "I'll wear that shirt ya like."

Her heart soars, butterflies lining the pit of her stomach. The spatula sets down, nonstick. "Why, Druig, are you asking me out?"

A Cheshire-grin splits his sharp face, the tip of his nose brushing against hers. His breath fans against her face, his hands lifting to sign. She pays no attention, too attuned to him like always, her eyes fixated on him.

"Indeed that I am."

He snickers, his chin jutting out. She follows his eyes and sees she's on the verge of burning the bacon and shoos Druig away with a push, laughing as he saunters to the dining room table.)

or; the one where Druig and Makkari have a much-needed late night romantic date in a too-small apartment, which in time, leads to other fun activities.

prequel to patience (is) a virtue (cause you'll love it more when i take my time)

#drukkari #makkari #druig #makkari x druig #druig x makkari #barry keoghan #lauren ridloff #druig smut #ao3 fanfic #archive of our own #fanfiction #fanfic #druig drabble #eternals #druig fanfiction #drakkari

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redheadspark · 10 months ago

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All Shook Up

Summary - Druig takes care of you after hours.

Warnings - SMUT WARNING! NO MINORS ALLOWED!

A/N - I got inspiration for his one shot from the GORGEOUS photoshoot Barry Keoghan did with Bumble for Valentines Day's. With him in front of the Pool Table... ;)

Enjoy responsibly :)

“Fuck…FUCK Druig!”

“That’s the idea, darlin’.”

You opened your eyes seeing the lights shining down above you as hands were griping your hips so deliciously and possessively, your mind was in a pleasurable fog while your back was rubbing against the material below you. Your thighs, though spread with no abandon, were starting to burn while you were covered from head to toe with sweat. All you were feeling and sensing was red-hot heat, insane pleasure from the top of your head to your toes, and an insane high from Druig making love to you.

No, he wasn’t making love to you. He was downright devouring you.

This was his idea, you had no idea you would end up literally on your back on top of a pool table with Druig drilling his cock into you at a steady rhythm. He wanted you to come out to his pub and poll hall that night, you two haven’t been able to spend some time together as a couple since you both were busy. Your workload and a full-time job were making you mostly unavailable for a date night or a late-night hang out with Druig, just as Druig running his pub kept him away for several hours on end.

But finally, you had time to hang out with Druig after closing time, you were able to catch up with your mutual friends Makkari and Kingo. The pub was pretty busy, Druig being a hands-on owner, and was all over the place. You loved watching him at work, seeing him reload new kegs when they were out, checking in on his wait staff when they looked swamped, and even waiting on dirty tables You knew he was a devoted owner of the pub ever since he inherited it from his old boss and mother figure Ajak, doubling the profits and popularity in no time. He moved into the apartment that was on the second floor, right on top of the pub with a massive view of the city below. It was the best setup for him, and for you when he asked you to stay over for the night or for the weekend.

He asked you to stay after hours when he locked the doors and lowered the blinds, and before you knew it, with a few glasses of wine and using some of his weed, the night led you two to this predicament.

“Jesus, you look amazin’, sprawled on his table for me,” Druig growled as he thrust hard, you moaning loudly and reached for his spare hand for him to lace together near your head. His other hand was cradling your neck, his body hunched over yours as he had you along the edge of the pool table. It started with making out, Druig perching you on top of the Pool Table with ease as his kisses along your lips were making you dizzy.

Something about Druig and his way to draw you in, to make you feel so loved and safe, you would fall under his spell every time. He loved you and cared for you, showed you respect to the tenth degree, setting the bar far too high for any other guy to come around.

After shotgunning the smoke from his parted lips and feeling his tongue dance against yours, you were falling for him all over again. His hands were all over your body, pushing up the summer dress you were wearing to be bunched around your hips, and his thumbs then hooking along your panties to let them drop to the floor. Before you knew what was happening, he was kneeling between your legs and making you shake in pleasure with both his lips and fingers inside your aching pussy.

It was almost like liquid fire along your skin, your fingers digging in his brown hair as your other hand was holding hard to the wood of the pool table. It was almost like an erotic scene to be certain, to hear and feel Druig moan against your cunt as he was picking along your folds before flicking his tongue right up against your clit to make you scream. You were feeling the adrenaline from both the wine and the weed, but both were nothing compared to the pure lust that was in your veins as you were trying to stifle your moans by biting your lower lip.

Druig must have heard it, pausing his movement and looking up at you as you were shaking from the insane pleasure. You watched with glossed-over eyes, Druig on his knees with his eyes on yours whilst his head was still perched between your quivering thighs. You saw the moisture painted on his lips and chin, you mewling from the sight as Druig sunk two fingers into your pussy as he smiled wide.

“Don’t be quiet on me darlin’. I want ya nice and loud for me,” He commanded, his fingers curling as you fell back in a heap.

After cumming from his tongue and fingers, Druig then had you bent over the side of the pool table, chest against the green material as he sunk his cock in from behind and took you then and there. It would have sounded almost guttural from anyone else passing by, even that late in the night since the only sounds that were heard were the balls rolling around on top of the table and the slapping of skin. Druig kept his hands everywhere on your skin, your sundress still on but barely as he was kneeling your breasts under the dress and sinking his fingers into your hair while his hips were constantly rolling over and over.

You felt that tightness all over again, from this new angle and how his cock was so snug within your inner walls and hitting that sweet spot deep inside of you. Druig always knew the best way to make you feel all the pleasure in the world when you two were in bed together, especially the first time he sunk into you. Something in the way he fucked you, both in intensity and yet with gentleness as he watched you come undone under him. He was entranced by the sight of you orgasming on his cock, calling out his name in such a way it was almost like a religious experience.

This night was no different as he reached around to flick his finger against your clit, rotating it twice before you came so hard you were dragging your nails along the green cloth. He hunched over you, holding you close while you experienced the aftershocks from your climax before he gave you a filthy kiss along your neck.

“How close are ya? Tell me, sweetheart,” Druig commanded with a grunt as he was fucking you a bit faster now, seeing you shaking and biting your lip as sure signs of you about to reach the peak. You look up at him, smiling in lust and bliss at the sight of Druig above you. His eyes drilling into yours as his brown hair was plastered to his face, the open blue shirt he wore that night for work still on but now stuck against his chest and back from the sweat, he looked gorgeous to you. With his muscles along his arm and chest and the distinct v-line from his hips, you were under his spell with no sign of snapping out of it as he was staring at you like you were prey that he wanted to devour.

You must have looked like a mess, your summer dress now on the floor and being bare naked on top of one of his pool tables. He loved seeing this side of you, not wound up tight like you usually were because of your job. Druig always made it his mission to make your walls come down when he was with you, whether it was with back massages or sending you to the spa that his friend Sersi ran, seeing you relaxed and at ease made his heart happy.

But his favorite way of releasing your tension was fucking your brains out.

“F-Fuck, I…I’m so c-close!” You moaned as Druig kept thrusting, going a bit harder now while he watched your eyes roll back in ecstasy while the tip of his cock hit your sweet spot deep inside of you. He leaned down, the new angle made you both moan sinfully as he wrapped his hand behind your neck to have you sit up. You were so close to falling over in a blissful orgasm that you knew would shake up your world, you just needed a bit more of a push as Druig pulled you to be chest to chest with him. You clung to his back, pressing your head into his as he bottomed out completely into yours. At this point he was now grinding into you, the sheer force of his strength behind every push into you almost made the pool table shift and squeak, yet neither of you cared.

“Cum on baby…cum on my cock. I wanna feel it, every single ounce of it as you cum and drench my cock,” He growled against your neck as he was grinding over and over. You tried to speak, but all you could do was moan as the peak was so close, literally on the tip top of your spine and about to crash over your head. Druig felt it too, how your pussy fluttered around his cock that was throbbing and aching to unload deep inside of you. He just needed to tip you over the edge and knew precisely how to do it. Your neck was so sensitive and so responsive, that he placed his lips over your neck right where your pulse point was.

He bit down very lightly, you screaming as you finally orgasmed and clung onto him.

It triggered his own orgasm too, emptying himself inside of you like a heartbeat and not slowing down or stopping. You both were plastered to one another, coming down from your highs as the loud moaning was turning into whimpers and hums. Druig kissed your skin wherever he could, still holding you tight as his hips were slightly moving again and again and still emptying himself inside of you until he felt himself spent. Even Druig was shaking while his heart was beating rapidly against his chest, pulled away slightly to stare at you, and smiled in bliss.

There you were, coming down from your orgasm and yet still looking beautiful and almost heavenly in his arms as you were open and bare to him. He loved the way you looked and felt beautiful in your own skin, for as long as he knew and loved you Druig loved the confidence you had and he wished he had it himself. And you were sagged against him, Druig was rubbing his hands along your skin and kissing your cheeks as you lazily smiled, both in satisfaction and in exhaustion.

“Jesus Druig, I can’t even…I can’t walk,” You hummed, out of breath as Druig duly chuckled. You looked over your shoulder at the scratch marks you made on the green cloth, grimacing a bit, “I’m sorry about your table.”

“You kiddin’ me? It’s sexy as hell!” Druig reassured you, making you laugh as he kissed you sweetly and pulled out of your carefully. You shook from the feeling of being empty, though Druig never released you from his arms as he spoke again against your jaw, “I’ve hated this pool table anyways. I can call to get a new one tomorrow. Come on, I wanna take care of ya in the shower,”

You squealed and laughed as he lifted you in his arms bridal style, both of you still naked with no shame as he strolled over to the backdoor that led to a pair of stairs that then led to his small and cramped apartment.

The End.

Fic based on this masterpiece of a photo :

Tagged - @a-lumos-in-the-nox

#druig x reader #druig imagine #druig smut #druig x y/n #druig x female reader #fanfiction #writing #barry keoghan #druig #eternals #marvel #marvel cinematic universe #mcu fanfiction #marvel cinematic universe fanfiction #mcu phase 4 #marvel mcu #mcu fandom

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arthenaa · 2 years ago

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Hogwarts Legacy and Marvel Masterlist

Ominis Gaunt

He's addicted to your scent. Fluff GN! Reader

Say Yes to Me Magizoologist! Reader x Ministry! Ominis Gaunt

my saving grace angst smut f!reader

Triwizard request seb x reader, ominis x reader

Sebastian Sallow

Unspoken Attraction GN! Reader fluff

Muggle Thing Muggle! Reader fluff

In your Arms Fem!Reader fluff

Histoire de toi et moi seb x reader smut

TO BE OR NOT TO BE auror seb x macusa auror fem reader series masterlist

Triwizard request Seb x reader, Ominis x reader

2:56 Seb x Reader 18+

texts with seb

married seb (commission)

Silver Trio Throuple fics

Harana Courtship fic

Carnal Silver Trio Smut

Roots Fem! Reader silver trio

Insatiable Fem! Reader carnal pt2 smut

dark red fem! reader

HL BOYS

Bday Request

ETERNALS

Artemis Druig x Reader

Courtship Thena x Reader

Little things they do to make you know they like you Makkari, Thena & Druig x Reader

#arthenaa

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nyx-worshiper · 1 year ago

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Who I Write For

MARVEL

Olivia Octavius Proxima Midnight Gamora Nebula Wanda Maximoff Natasha Romanoff Mantis Hela Melina Vostokoff Yelena Belova America Chavez Kamala Khan Antonia Dreykov Janet Van Dyne Hope Van Dyne Sprite Sersi Ajak Thena Makkari Pepper Potts Agatha Harkness Peggy Carter / Captain Carter Jennifer Walters Sylvie Thor Loki

Law & Order: Special Victims Unit

Olivia Benson Paula Foster Amanda Rollins

Criminal Minds

Emily Prentiss Kate Callahan Alex Blake (Miller) Tara Lewis Jennifer Jareau Penelope Garcia Elle Greenaway

Greek Titans

Circe Rhea Hecate Leto Metis Maia Khione

Greek Primordial gods

Nyx Thanatos Erebus Gaia Hemera Hypnos Aether Eris Oizys Chaos Geras Apate Nemesis

The Greek Big 6

Zeus Hades Demeter Hera Poseidon Hestia

Greek Olympian Gods

Hebe Melinoe Iris Dione Amphitrite Apollo Ares Athena Artemis Aphrodite Philotes Persephone Triton

Greek Gorgons

Euryale Stheno Medusa

I WILL CONSIDER ANY OTHER CHARACTERS FROM THESE SHOWS

I WILL WRITE X READER OR X ANOTHER CHARACTER OF YOUR CHOICE

I Will Do

Smut Fluff Rape Non-Con LGBTQ+ Violence Enemies to lovers Enemies to friends

ANYTHING ELSE WILL BE CONSIDERED

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thedarkestgreys · 1 year ago

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tagged by both @stannisfactions and @theangrypomeranian 🖤🖤 thank you friends!

How many works do you have on AO3?

67 but something new is popping up for halloween

2. What's your total AO3 word count?

so it says 976,114 but 266,429 of those words are from @baratheonbrotherspresent group written co-op fics

3. What fandoms do you write for?

primarily Fexi/Euphoria right now. but i've also written fics for ASOIAF/GoT, Eternals, Star Wars Sequel Trilogy, and Teen Wolf over the last near decade.

4. What are your top 5 fics by kudos?

your violent overnight rush (fexi) stages (jonsa) and i'll do anything you say (if you say it with your hands) (drukkari) slow hands (drukkari) and then a fic that i currently have hidden 😅

5. Do you respond to comments? Why or why not?

always! even if it's a quick TYSM FOR READING. i always appreciate when readers take the time to leave a comment, and i want to show my love back.

6. What's the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?

i don't think i've written anything with an angsty ending tbh. yes, lots of angst in various fics, but i'm a happy ending girlie through and through.

7. What's the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?

as stated above, im a happy ending girlie. but maybe my heart's gone double time if i had to choose.

8. Do you get hate on fics?

i haven't in a long time, but in the past yeah. like drove me away from a ship and shut down my interest in writing for like a solid year. it wasn't even about the writing, it was about the plot (a Sweet Home Alabama AU) and the comments were unnecessary (go read the wiki on the movie yall its not hard) and it just sucked lol. that was a hot minute ago though. we're good now.

9. Do you write smut? If so what kind?

hahahaha do i write smut???? i have an internal checklist of all the smutty things i haven't written yet that i want to give a go, so you could say that. (note: daddy kink is off the list and never to be seen from me again)

10. Do you write crossovers? What's the craziest one you've written?

i do not! but i like to write a lot of AU's of different media.

11. Have you ever had a fic stolen?

as far as i know of, no i haven't.

12. Have you ever had a fic translated?

i've had some offers in the past to have things translated back in the GoT days but i never gave the okay on it simply because it was a fic i never completed (ya girl used to get in over her head)

13. Have you ever cowritten a fic before?

technically the BBP fics are cowritten but we all did our own chapters following a basic outline of plot/storylines and worked around what other authors were posting. it was chaos and hilarious and the most fun i've ever had

14. What's your all-time favourite ship?

to write for? i'd have to say it's fexi, they unlocked a new level in my brain as an author. shout out to my favorite non-canon little crackship that could podrya though - i'll love you forever. to read? this is like asking someone to pick their favorite child. i've read so many incredible fics across a ton of different fandoms. but god i guess the ones i still seek out frequently is dasey and dramione. wouldn't say i have a favorite though?

15. What's a WIP you want to finish, but doubt you ever will?

i really want to finish but the wolves came and went and i think i'm sitting on at least two chapters completed for it right now lol someday i'll sit down and finish writing the whole thing and get it posted.

16. What are your writing strengths?

plotting. world building. exposition. keeping characters in character. i've been told i'm good at writing big emotions too?

17. What are your writing weaknesses?

i've improved greatly but i still struggle with dialogue. 🙃

18. Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language for a fic?

okay so. when i was writing slow hands as i got further into the story i really started describing the actual sign language being used by makkari and druig. hours of watching asl videos to pick out different words or phrases to translate. it was fun and it was hard work and i ended up with a whole new appreciation for asl. but it also felt important to really dig into describing the asl and i'm glad i did it.

19. First fandom you wrote for? ... and i'm still bitter about the cancelled reboot.

20. Favourite fic you've ever written?

taking yvor out of the equation: my fexi warm bodies zombie au sharing different heartbeats mostly i go back and read it and go "wait i wrote this?" because i don't do zombies at all lol. i'm just very proud of it.

tagging: @sarahcakes613 @muserepeats @calculated2stagger @iwantthemtostay and @idontneedtobeforgiven

#fanfic writer dash tag games

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sig-nifier · 7 months ago

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twenty questions for writers

thanks sm @swifty-fox for the tag!! i love things like this.

tagging @magneticghouls and @onyxsboxes and literally anyone who fancies it

how many works do you have on ao3?

33!

what's your total ao3 word count?

155,902

what fandoms do you write for?

whatever tf the current fixation is. i've written for rooster teeth, our flag means death, buzzfeed unsolved, masters of the air, the eternals, and challengers! currently got a slow horses fic in the works :))

top five fics by kudos

i like the way your words taste - a fluffy druig/makkari oneshot with 860

wild things - a western gale cleven/john egan au with 849

the art of consumption - a smutty art/patrick fic with 780

make you feel alive - another gale cleven/john egan oneshot with 633

hitchhikers - a serial killer ryan begara/shane madej au with 485 (the first multichapter fic i wrote that got me an audience it was wild)

do you respond to comments?

ofc! i try and respond to every single one with at least a thank you

what is the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?

a fic called stay with me, which ended in MCD.

what is the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?

i end most of my fics happily!

i think the happiest is probably wild things. everything works out for the better in that one

do you get hate on fics?

i dont! very grateful that everyones always so nice, makes me feel like the are you winning son meme

do you write smut?

i used to never write smut but something this year just had me writing so much of it and whilst it feels mostly awkward to write, people seem to like it!

craziest crossover?

i've never written any kind of crossover, and i don't like to read them either. i guess MOTA in the western genre is the closest i'll come.

have you ever had a fic stolen?

not that i know of!

have you ever had a fic translated?

nope!

have you ever co-written a fic before?

also nope!

all time favorite ship?

ive been in fandoms since i was like 12, there's no way i can pick an all time favourite. it literally just depends on what im into at the time.

i really like inej/kaz from six of crows. i think scully/mulder is great. hannibal/will. ellie/dina. willem/jude.

off the top of my head i would say i'm most fond of the tenth doctor/rose. that one gets me.

what's a wip you want to finish but doubt you ever will?

i'm really starting to doubt my ability to finish seven miles out of freedom town. im gonna try my best but the hyperfixation has moved on and it feels more like a chore than something im enjoying rn. im really sorry to anyone that disappoints, it disappoints me too, cos wild things was genuinely some of the most fun i've ever had writing fic and interacting with a community. i'll try and get it finished, it might just take me a while.

what are your writing strengths?

i think im pretty good at dialogue, making it sound like something a real person would say.

i think im fairly decent at dramatic writing, at making things sound flowery and poetic and theatric. thats my favourite way to write.

dont think im too bad at characterisation most of the time.

what are your writing weaknesses?

i suck at worldbuilding. i think its boring and i dont care for it, i just want to write about the characters. planning bores me. i just write things and go back and fix inconsistencies later.

wild things is the most effort i've ever put into a world. i was googling locations like a mofo to make things accurate.

thoughts on dialogue in another language?

i think its great! one of my favourite fics has a character that speaks french and he uses it to tease other characters who don't know what he's saying. its done so beautifully.

first fandom you wrote in?

if we're talking actual first fandom it was probably one direction or creepy pasta when i was like 13.

the first fandom i ever wrote for seriously was buzzfeed unsolved in 2018.

favorite fic you've written?

im very proud of washed clean, an angsty oneshot about gale/john. i really like the writing in that one.

i dont think i can pick a favourite, i have like three. hitchhikers and the axeman of new orleans were my starting points and really showed me the joy of writing fic that other people were going to read. i had a lot of fun writing those and i love me some dark themes.

wild things consumed my every thought for like, the 11 days i was writing it. ive never been so obsessed with one of my own fics before, it still blows me away how well it was recieved and i met some great people through it so im eternally grateful for that.

yeehaw, y'all.

#love me some ask games

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pantherandtheseagod · 1 year ago

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#fanfiction #namor x shuri #shuri x namor #mcu namor #princess shuri #seaprincess

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lilacliquors · 2 years ago

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kinktober day eleven: oral

pairing: makkari x reader

word count:

notes: here's day eleven! it's up so late because i've had such a busy day and my throat is betraying me right now, but it is what it is. as always, likes are appreciated, reblogs are highly recommended. happy kinking!

she had you pinned down by your hips, her grip tight as she ravished you. it had been a lovely night, you two had gone for a starlit walk through the desert, and then returned to the domo, where she’d whisked you away back to your bedroom. and with it being just the two of you who lived there now, the others long gone, you could be as loud as you wanted to be.

your hands gripped the sheets as she flattened her tongue against your cunt, licking a bold stripe up so she could take your clit into her mouth. she sucked on it gently, making you whimper and squirm beneath her. each time you moved, she squeezed your skin, massaging it and giving it sharp smacks from time to time. it was the signal that you were going to be there for a long time. her tongue began to tease your clit, licking it as gently as she could, making you jolt and try to get away, but you were met with a spank to the inside of your thigh.

one of her hands let go of you and dipped between your thighs, and she slowly slid her index, then her middle finger into you, curling them and pulling a moan from your lips. you could feel her hum against you, the vibrations making your body tingle. you rolled your hips under her, and she gave your thigh another squeeze, and your fingers flexed in the sheets as you came, her name leaving your lips like a prayer. her other hand left your hip and took yours gently, her thumb stroking the back of it as you came down from your high. when you opened your eyes to look down at her, she was smiling up at you, then began to press soft kisses to your skin. she flipped your hand over in hers, and in your palm, she signed ‘i love you’.

“i love you too,” you murmured, and she smiled again, the vibrations in the air telling her just what she needed to know.

#atomwritez #makkari smut #makkari x reader #atomwritez kinktober2022 #kinktober 2022 #kinktober2022

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silver-pieces · 2 years ago

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blue

Pairing: Makkari x gn!reader (where reader wears a dress)

Word Count: 588

Synopsis: You don’t feel like you belong in her world.

Warnings: 18+, minors do not read or interact, slight angst, imposter syndrome

A/N: Day 17 of Marvel Girlfriend May (please don’t check the date) is for Makkari!! ❤️ I love her!! As always, please reblog if you enjoy my writing.

Divider ❊ Masterlist ❊ More Makkari ❊ Taglist

"Turn around,” she signs, looking you up and down as her mouth curves into a smirk.

You follow her order with reluctance. The blue dress swishes lightly, the hem just grazing the floor as you move. You feel naked in it, and your face is flushed with heat. “I feel like a slight breeze would tear it off me,” you half-joke, signing the words as you turn to face her again.

She steps forward, wrapping her arm around your waist and pulling you into her side. She turns her gaze to the mirror, the two of you standing together, you in blue, her in red. With one hand, she signs the word, “Beautiful.”

You think about what to say. That you’re nervous, that you want to make a good impression on her family, that this dress really feels too flimsy, but none of it seems important when she’s looking at you like this.

You peer at yourself in the mirror. The dress is stunning, but can you really pull it off?

She seems to think so.

“Okay,” you sigh, viscerally aware of how heated your face feels under her attention. “You win.”

Her smile becomes a victorious grin.

It’s blissfully quiet outside, away from the chaos that is Makkari’s family. You’d expected as much, but it was still a little overwhelming to actually be there, sitting among gods.

You run your hands up your bare arms and plant your elbows on the balustrade. Kingo’s place is ridiculously impressive. The view over the rest of the city alone must have cost him a fortune. And now you’re here, watching the stars above reflect the twinkling lights of the city below, wondering how they haven’t kicked you out yet.

You can’t shake the feeling you don’t belong here.

A whoosh of air hits you from behind.

“Kari,” you murmur to yourself, glancing behind and seeing her there, behind you.

“Is everything okay?” she signs. There’s a tension in her gaze, a protectiveness you’ve seen only a few times before.

“I’m okay,” you promise with a smile. “Your family is wonderful.”

She snorts. “That’s one way to put it.”

You don’t want to disappoint her. The only person who has truly cared for you, the only person who has ever wanted to take you to meet their family, and you feel like an imposter because of it.

She tilts her head, eyes searching yours.

But how can you tell her any of that? You can’t let her think the worst of you.

“Are you cold?” she signs.

You look down at your arms, the skin slightly raised as the cool breeze washes over you, and nod.

The wind whooshes as Makkari blurs away, returning before you can even blink. She holds out a blue cardigan, the shade a perfect match to your dress.

You frown. “And where did you get that?”

She just shrugs, a mysterious glint in her eyes, and holds it out to you.

“Kari,” you laugh, heat rising to your face as you put it on. You breathe a sigh of relief. It’s a flimsy piece of clothing, but it brings a sense of security you didn’t have before. “Thank-you.”

She nods, and the look in her eyes says it all. She'll do anything for you, you realise with a slight intake of breath, because she thinks you belong together. It’s hard to deny it, not when you feel the same for her.

Melting at her wordless declaration, you let her take you back inside to her family.

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stranger-nightmare · 3 years ago

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literally the thought of fingers fucking makkari and watching how her face contorts as she cums drives me wild at night. and better yet, eating out makkari while druig fucks you from behind. plus he is praising you like no other. 'you feel so good around me', 'look how good you're making makkari feel', 'you two look so fucking good'

Oh my gods and Makkari being able to literally feel the vibrations of how good Druig is making you feel whilst he fucks you?? Like she can practically feel your pleasure radiating into her as you eat her out

And then Druig would take over your minds, showing the vision that he sees, showing you just how fucking hot you and Makkari are together

“See how hot you are? See how good the two of you look together?”

Gods I’ve never wanted to be between two people any more in my life

- Hope🐝

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themoonandvenuslovechild · 3 years ago

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OMG! I have a super dirty idea, how comfortable are you with writing smut? TW: I lost track of myself and this request got specific on secsy things

Here it is: usually Druig and Makkari are a couple before reader comes to okay, right? Not this time! Reader and Makkari are an item. They fuck like rabbits and aren’t hiding they relationship. Everyone knows they are a couple. Everyone loved them together. Druig is as stoic as ever, but he prefers their company and is always more himself with them. All that sappy shit.

Reader and Makkari both know he is into them, they are just playing their own little game of pretending not to see and tease Druig to see when he would break, but he doesn’t.

One day, they are both tired of waiting and they are horny af and both know what they want. So they just grab Druig, drag him to his or their room push him on the bad and give him the best night of his night. Makkari goes straight for his face and reader makes sure he is ready to be inside of her.

Oh god I have never been so explicit in a request before, forgive me father for I am a whore.

Tired of Waiting

please i love the explicit request it makes me feel better about writing it 😫

TW// smut, face-riding, blowjob, uhh idk just sex stuff nothing too incredibly intense, my shit writing

You and Makkari were a wonderful couple. Everyone on the team had been happy when the two of you had told them you’d started to date because they had known how long you had been pining after each other.

Everyone had been happy, even Druig. Druig who was madly in love with the both of you. His heart ached at the fact that he couldn’t be with either of you but he was happy that you had each other.

His jealousy for your relationship began the night that he heard you and Makkari fucking in her room, which was right next to his. Your loud moans and the banging of the bed echoed through his brain the entire night. Sure, he enjoyed hearing you. Sure, it made him horny. Sure, he may have masturbated to hearing you get absolutely ruined by Makkari. None of those things meant he wasn’t jealous. Now he just feeling like a jealous creep. That feeling didn’t help his mood much at all.

He became even more sour around everyone when you and Makkari began to get very affectionate in public. Her arms hung around your shoulders, one of you sitting in the other’s lap, one of you having kisses peppered down your neck. Druig couldn’t take it. He knew that neither of you intended to hurt him, but it did. He loves you both and neither of you love him back.

But that wasn’t true either. You and Makkari did love Druig back, he just didn’t know that quite yet. The two of you had known that he was into you both, and had decided to play a little game called ‘let’s see how much we can tease Druig before he breaks’.

You’d spend your time together in open spaces. You’d pepper open-mouthed kisses down her neck. She’d have you sit in her lap and subtly grind against her thigh. You’d place your hands just below her breast while you were hugging her from behind. She’d suck on your pulse point causing soft little whimpers from you. The teasing drove Druig nuts, but he stayed as stoic as ever. He let himself pretend that it didn’t make his cock harden in his pants, or his heart ache as he was left out.

No, Druig pretended it was all fine because being. eat the two of you was far easier than being away from you was.

After a long day of attempting to push the man to his breaking point, you flop down into bed and look up at Makkari who is taking her pants off to replace them with a more comfortable pair.

“Why won’t he just give in and admit it to us?” you whine to her, your hands moving along with your mouth.

“He’s always been stubborn, you know that.”

“But this time the stubbornness is annoying, ‘Kari. He could be laying in here with us right now if he would just say something. We could be having sex with him.”

Makkari’s eyes light up and a grin spreads across her face.

“What is it?” you question.

“What if we went to him first instead? We know he’s interested, maybe he’s doesn’t know we are.”

You perk up from your place on the bed, a newfound energy inside of you as you scrambled to get to your feet. “Makkari, you are a genius.”

“Where are you going?” She signs quickly as you reach for the door handle.

“I’m going to make a move. Are you coming with me or not?”

She smiles as she follows behind you, abandoning her intentions of putting another pair of pants on and deciding this is too important to wait on, and she figured they’d be taken off soon anyways.

You find Druig walking alone in the hall, probably heading to the kitchen to grab a late night snack or find some other random activity to partake in. “Druig!” You call out to him.

He spins around, his eyes landing on you and Makkari standing in the hallway. He can’t help himself as his eyes drift over both of your forms and the way you’re both dressed. Makkari’s legs are bare and she’s clad in only a pair of underwear and a t-shirt, while you’re wearing only a large t-shirt that is practically a dress at this point.

He nods in acknowledgement of your call and pretends his eyes hadn’t just been roaming both of your bodies. “Hey.”

You smile and watch as Makkari walks towards him, not explaining a single word to him as she grabs his hand and begins to pull him in the opposite direction of the one he had been walking in.

“Where are you-”

She turns and holds a finger up to her lips to shush him, knowing that he was speaking by the vibrations through the air. His lips closed tightly as he let Makkari drag him towards you, but she didn’t stop there, continuing on to your room.

When she managed to drag him all the way there, grabbing you along the way, she shut the door behind the three of you.

“Makkari, what is going on?”

“We know.”

“You know what?” There’s nervousness and confusion written all over his face, worried he’s about to have his friendship with the two of you ruined.

“We know you like us.” His eyes turned to you, widening quickly.

He opens his mouth to speak, but you cut him off. “We like you too. We’ve been trying to make you break and tell us first, but you’re just so stubborn.”

His eyes flick back over to Makkari quickly and she moves her hands fast. “And, if you want, we’d like to fuck you.”

Druig’s breath hitches at the statement and he swallows thickly.

“What do you think, Dru? Would you want to fuck us?”

“Yes.”

As soon as the word falls from his perfect lips, you and Makkari are on him, her lips pressed against his as she walked him backwards towards the bed until his knees hit the mattress and he fell to sit on the bed.

“Take your pants off,” Makkari signs, as he hands quickly lift his shirt over his head.

He quickly shoves his pants down his legs as she instructed, leaving him completely bare to the two of you. Makkari, being the fair person she is, takes her shirt off of herself, and pulls her underwear down her legs, kicking them across the floor to be found at a later time.

You remove your shirt as well, deciding to join in on the action. You walk over towards the bed, only hesitating when Druig speaks, his hands moving at the same time, desperately trying to communicate with Makkari.

“Makkari. Makkari, please, I want to taste you, please.”

She smiles as she kisses him again, pushing him to lay down and crawling up his body to position her bare cunt over his face. He gets tired of waiting on her to take action, his hands pulling her cunt to him as he licks a stripe through her folds, finding her clit and causing a small moan to rise from her throat.

He didn’t realize you were there until your hands touched his thighs and he tensed up as your hand found his cock. He let out a soft groan and his muscles tensed as your hand wrapped around his dick to stroke him.

“’M gonna make sure you’re ready to be inside me, Dru.” He hummed to let you know he understood.

Your lips wrapped around him, slowly taking his length down your throat until you were gagging. He couldn’t help himself as he thrust his hips up and pushed himself further into your mouth. It was easy for you to understand the message he was trying to get across, as you begin to gently bob your head up and down, listening to his soft whimpers and groans as you used your mouth to bring him closer to climax.

Just as he was about to cum, you pulled away. Druig didn’t have much time to complain because soon after he felt you gently run his cock through your folds before you slowly sunk down onto him. All three of you moaned at the same time. You moaning at the stretch, Druig moaning at your perfect pussy around his cock, and Makkari moaning at Druig’s moan reverberating through her.

You found yourself bouncing up and down, your eyes trained on the way his cock slid in and out of you, and the soft grunts and moans you could hear coming from him.

Not long after you began riding him, Makkari flopped away from the pair of you to catch her breath, leaving you and Druig on your own for a minute. He decided that you weren’t going fast enough for him, so he flipped you and began to fuck you harder than you thought possible.

He muffled your moans with his mouth as his fingers found your clit, rubbing soft circles to bring you closer to your orgasm.

When he pulled away from the kiss, he was met with your whining and begging. “Please, please, need to cum, please.”

He gives you a lopsided smirk and presses harder on your clit, angling himself to fuck you just the right way.

“Cum for me, m’darling.”

Your legs shook as you followed his command, all of your senses overwhelmed with the pleasure you felt at your climax, and just as you were coming down from your orgasm, Druig reached his.

When he pulled out of you, his cum began to drip down your thighs and onto the sheets of the mattress, his eyes drawn to your cunt and the way that it was leaking.

It took less than a minute for Makkari’s mouth to find your cunt, cleaning up the first mess of the night that Druig had made, and as he was watching Makkari stopped, turning to him.

“You didn’t think we were done, did you?”

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simplymakkari · 2 years ago

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SMUT TIME! :X What do you think Druig and Makkari tried in those 7000 years that they liked and what they didn't like? 👀

This is a really good question 🤭

I imagine they like to experiment, especially with times a-changing every era and maybe Makkari likes to try out things and Druig's only happy to oblige.

(Gets pretty NSFW 🔞 down below!)

I feel like they'd really like something with a mirror, above or across them, and it makes it easier for Makkari to read Druig's lips when he's behind her. Sometimes, they like to play games with it, see how far they can get only by watching each other in the mirror. Druig likes to watch Makkari in the mirror and make her look at how good she makes him feel.

Perhaps they'd explore some restraints/some light bondage, with Makkari's hands at the front and loose enough so she can sign to Druig and if Druig’s misbehaving, Makkari likes to torture Druig so he can't touch her as badly as he wants. 🤭 Makkari definitely wouldn't like being blindfolded.

Because they trust each other enough, Druig definitely trusts Makkari with pegging him when she asks to try it one night. He obliges, of course, because he wants to make her happy and ends up finding something new he likes and good Makkari is at it. And for something new, I'd feel like they'd definitely would love mini-vibrators and cock rings to tease each other throughout the day.

And I had to get some help with this question (thank you, B! 🤭), but for the things they wouldn't like, I'd say threesomes (they've only eyes for each other!), anything too BSDM or degrading (just some light slaps) Druig wouldn't like hurting her (no whips either.) Anything with golden showers or scat or cannibalism is a definite nope.

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redheadspark · 2 years ago

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Summary - Clío and Druig going to bed together for the first time.

Warnings - THIS IS SMUT! 18+ ONLY!

Author's Note - This is part of the Melody Series. I wanted to write about Clío and Druig's first time together as a couple ;). I hope you like it

Ancient Babylonia

The door flung open, two sets of laughter were heard as feet stumbled into the dimmed room and the door closed abruptly. The sweet scent of the blossoming flowers outside the window flooded the room, candles were already lit in corners of the room and near the bed that was in the center of the room, and the soft sounds of the town below floated into the small room as the two sets of giggles and waves of laughter finally calmed down.

Clío leaned back from her hold on Druig, seeing him nearly wish to keep her close within a hand's reach as she looked around the room where they were. Her eyes twinkled at the sight, her smile etched on her face as she then walked over to the open windows to look down at the humans going into their homes for the night. The moon hung high, and the music from the feast where they came from was still heard high in the air as she looked out at the city in front of her.

For the first time in a long time, Clío did feel like a God at that moment there that night.

They were three stories up, a massive building that was built by the humans as a shrine of sorts for the Eternals, for the Gods according to the humans. They wished to make a resting place for the Eternals, apartments for them to rest and be worshipped. Clío never took the notion of being seen as God seriously, nor did she toy with it. She only knew of herself as an Eternal, there to protect the humans from Deviants and to watch them evolve in front of her own eyes. Yet the humans saw her as more than that, seeing her filled with power with her bellows and scream and perhaps a descendant from heaven. As did the others, some liked the notion of being seen as a God more than others.

Yet in her mind, she was simply Clío.

It's been 3 years since the Eternals arrived in Babylonia, helping the humans thrive and multiply their city into what is now a major empire on the planet. For three years, The Eternals lived amongst the humans in Babylonia and learned from them, seeing the good and the bad in the species. Clío grew to love them, as did the rest of the Eternals. Yet Clío never thought she would fall in love with another, someone who saw her as an equal and as someone worthy of love.

Druig, the mind controller and the love of her life.

They've only been together for two years, though their mutual love for one another ran deep far beyond that. Clío knew her feelings for Druig were there for some time, yet she was too shy to say anything at all. But once he kissed her under the stars, every insecurity was melting away. She felt that love deep in her core from the moment their lips touched, when his arm wrapped around her, and his heartbeat was right along hers. Clío knew then what love must have felt like with humans when they loved each other, and she no longer had to wonder if she would feel that love herself.

Druig loved her with everything he had in her, never once hesitant to bring her happiness and peace. None of the others ever fathomed that they would see Druig act like a love-sick puppy with anyone, yet Druig never once shied away from it. In fact, he would hold Clío's hand anytime he could, staying close by her not just as a sense of safety but as a sense of love and connection. No matter the teasing he got from Sprite or Kingo, or the giggles and smirks from Sersi and Makkari, Druig felt his love grow for Clío as the years came and went.

He knew he was in love with Clío.

"It's beautiful up here," Clío hummed in amazement as she was scanning the scattered stars along the black sky. Her head was still light and her chest was still warm, the feast where she and Druig came from was still going on into the wee hours of the morning. The humans conducted the feast in honor of the Eternals defending them from Deviants. She never thought she could dance for hours on end and lay so hard from some of Kingo's stories, or see Sprite cast illusions for the young children and watch their eyes widen in amazement. Yet the night was filled with laughter and joy, no fears or worries, and plenty of smiles were seen from both the humans and the Deviants. Towards the end of the night, Clío felt Druig slip his hand in hers, ushering her away from the massive crowd in the middle of the dance floor as he whispered in her ear four simple words.

"Come away with me,"

So they slipped away, giggling as they left the main hall where the feast was. Neither of them noticed Ajak watching them slightly opening the side door to slip out. Yet she smiled, already knowing their love was blossoming day by day. They both jogged down the hallway, hand in hand, and the sounds of their laughter bounced off the walls around them while Druig lead the way. After slipping through the shadows and away from most of the humans that were still mingling about in the marketplace.

"It is, isn't it?" Druig asked as he looked over at Clío with a tilt of his head. Of course, he knew she was talking about the stars and the city stretched out in front of them, bustling with life. But he was mostly talking with Clío, seeing her hair almost glow in the reflection of the stars and the moon hung high in the air. He was watching her freckles so bright along her arms and cheeks, and even the way she was perched against the railing of the balcony. Her body language showed she was calm and safe, nothing was having her keep her guard up or be on alert. This side of Clío was infectious, soothing, and calming. Druig could watch her all day and never be tired or lose interest.

"This room, this building really, seems far too much for us doesn't it?" Clío asked nonchalantly as she was playing with the helm of her dress, her fingers twisting and playing along the silk fabric against her waist.

"Perhaps, although Kingo thinks it is not big enough for him and his prized possessions gifted to him by the humans," Druig hummed as he walked over to Clío slowly, his hands clad behind his back as he was keeping his eyes on her, "Not to mention Ikaris and his enlarged ego,"

"You still think of him in such a way?" Clío asked with a smirk as she looked over her shoulder at Druig, seeing him approach her softly and carefully, a soft gentle tempo in his steps as he rolled his eyes.

"I have the utmost respect for him….most of the time," He replied, Clío laughing as he joined her against the railing of the balcony, "I just find his ever-present need to please Ajak a bit much at times. I know you think the same way, don't deny it,"

Clío said nothing and merely smiled, though Druig could sense her flushing a bit in her cheeks as he looked out at the marketplace below them, "I find this not too much. At least for you, I think you deserve a whole palace yourself,"

"Druig…" Clío said with a hint of embarrassment as Druig smiled widely at her.

"It's true, I would never lie to you. A palace may not be enough for you though, since I think you deserve all and more," He replied, reaching over to take her hands from fiddling with the fabric of her dress. He laced their fingers together, palm to palm, just the right way he loved to hold her hand and never let her go. It was one of the very first things that made him think of peace. Knowing that the world around him would still evolve and change, his feelings for Clío made him feel grounded and consistent.

"You always know how to say the right thing to me," Clío explained to Druig as he watched her with a glint in his eye, "And I fall or it every time, why is that?"

"My ever-present charm?" He asked coyly as she gave him a knowing look. Druig just scooted closer to be next to her, arm to arm, and he simply gave her the kinder stare that he could, "I merely love you, Clío. I love you for loving all the sides of me: the good, the bad, and the ugly parts of me,"

Clío stared at him with softness and yet intensity in her eyes, Druig almost losing his breath in how her hazel eyes were so bright and yet filled with all of the wisdom and admiration that she could ever have. He could get lost in her eyes, in the tone of her voice, and in the softness of her skin along his fingertips. Even beyond her unique beauty, Druig loved her kind heart and her intense spirit. Beyond her fierce nature in battle and using her screams against Deviants, she was filled with warmth that the others sensed and would love to come to. Druig always saw her consoling both humans and the other Eternals, considering himself lucky to have her in his life when he knew he was more willing to be observant and watch from afar.

Sometimes he wondered why she would be with someone like him, someone with the weight of the world on his shoulders.

"No parts of you are ugly," Clío stated to him, her voice calm like the softness of the wind along the ocean waves, "I never saw anything ugly within you, Druig, even after all of these centuries. I only see good in you, and that goodness is seen by others too,"

Druig felt those words seep into his bones so strongly, like vines that were wrapping around him to make him feel it deeply. Clío always gave him words of affirmation, more than he could ever give him. Even before they got together as a couple and confessed their love for one another, Clío always told Druig of his worth. She reminded him of his place with the Eternals and how important he was with his aid for the humans.

There were times when Druig felt low and that his own beliefs were not in vain, but Clío never strayed from his side or left him alone with his thoughts. Her words encouraged him to keep trying, to have him stand on his own two feet, and to never back down from what he knew was right. He needed someone in his corner, and he found it in Clío.

Hearing that from Clío made Druig lean in to kiss her softly, feeling her melt against him while he held her hand. Her lips were smooth against his chapped lips, Druig felt like he consumed a drug of sorts when he would kiss her over and over, almost in a trance or one of Sprite's too-real illusions as she kissed him back. Her spare hand was reaching up to cup his jaw, for she too wished to keep him close as they kissed back and forth for a good solid minute.

Clío would always get lost in her mind when they would kiss, ever since they kissed for the first time under the stars she would always feel both filled to the brim with love and lost at sea at the same time. She could feel his love when he kissed her, the hint of innocence and the flicker of devotion was always present and a routine feeling.

Maybe it was the flicker of emotion that was stirring inside of the pair of them, or even still having the high from the feast they were at moments before, but something was awakening inside them both as their kissing was processing from gentle and sweet to intense and bold. Yet there was no hesitance in either one, Druig's arm around Clío's waist pulling her closer to him while her fingers were slowly drifting to sink into his hair.

He loved that feeling of her fingers in his dark locks, almost like a weakness that no one else ever knew. The softness of her palm against his brown hair and close to his skull nearly made him crumble as he pressed a hard kiss against her lips, whimpering a bit as her fingers slightly curled.

She gave the softest tug, and a groan was heard from his lips from that action.

Clío heard it instantly and she felt warm all over, pulling away from Druig as he was trying to chase after her lips. But she placed some distance from him, searching his eyes to see how they looked so warm with the blue almost heightened. His breath was short and he gulped, maybe thinking he did something wrong to mess with the moment.

Yet her eyes were showing no remorse, they were in fact just as bright and true as Druig's eyes. Both of their feelings were heightened out there on the balcony as Druig searched her orbs. Maybe he was going to say they can slow down, they can simply just enjoy the rest of the night together. But she was the first one to speak, her voice sounding honest and bare.

"It's okay," She replied, those two simple words that seemed like nothing to anyone else. But to Druig, he knew she meant more than just the kiss. She was willing to be vulnerable to her and vice versa, there was no wall between them and no secret that they would keep from one another. The openness and vulnerability were something that never diminished or changed, and Druig felt it as he searched her hazel orbs.

He then knew what she was saying, and his eyes got a bit bigger.

"You sure?" He asked, his voice sounding a bit hoarse as she nodded her head slowly. Although she nodded, Druig was still hesitant. Clío leaned in a bit, almost nose to nose to peer into his blue eyes and have him somewhat feel her energy with him in front of her. She softly smiled, Druig thinking of her smile alone as a radiant ray of sunshine that would always brighten his day. Clío's smile alone would cure all the broken pieces of his heart and soul, mending it back together with ease.

"More sure than anything on this planet," She replied, her voice remaining soft and her eyes never leaving Druig. Her fingers moved to cradle his jaw again, her thumb close to his plump lower lip as they remained staring at each other intensely. Druig was almost worried to move first, his heart beating out of his chest and his breath heightened as her thumb then traced his lower lip. Such a simple gesture made him tremble.

He was a goner, and he leaned in to kiss her badly.

Humming against his lips, Clío grinned and returned her kiss as he was holding her so close in his arms and pulling her away from the balcony, away from prying eyes that could be watching. His body was on autopilot really, he was only focusing on kissing Clío and running his fingers along her waist. Her curves under his dress seemed so inviting to Druig as he couldn't stop his lips from touching hers.

But his fingers started to wander, attempting to undo some of the ties that were holding her dress together. Although he was still occupying his lips, he could tell he was stumbling on how to undo her dress. Clío must have sensed it, giggling against his lips as Druig finally huffed and pulled away, looking down at her dress and seeing the intricate wraps.

"How do I get this off?" He asked in a breath, Clío had to laugh at how he was looking at the dress now in a managing way and now with love as he did earlier.

"You in a rush then, are you?" She asked back as Druig merely smirked.

"Can ya blame me?" He countered back to her, though they both were grinning like mad at how they were acting. Druig knew he was going to take a huge step with Clío, yet at the same time, they both were so calm and light about this too. He should be a bit nervous about this, he's never done this with anyone before. Nor could he remember if he did, so this was going to be something that was going to change him forever.

However, this felt right with Clío. She made his heart sing ever since she smile at him for the first time there on the Domo. Her voice alone was a calming presence in his chaotic mind and chaotic thoughts, and a simple touch of her hand would bring him to his knees. Clío was all Druig could ever want and need, solely because she made him feel so worthy on Earth when others wouldn't.

"Here, grab this part right here," Clío said to him carefully, placing his hand right along a small knot that was along her lower back. Druig watched, his fingers touching the bunched fabric with her fingers there too, seeing the dark orange color of the dress in contrast to her fair skin. Once he had some of the material in his grasp, Clio curled into him a bit more as she framed his face in her hands, making his eyes look right at her since she could tell he was having a moment of panic. Reading Druig like a book was something Clío was good at, and now she could see the wheels turning in his mind at such. Frantic pace.

"Just you and me, okay?" She reminded him, seeing him gulp as she pressed a light kiss under his right eye, "I trust you, I trust us. Nothing else matters to me than what I feel for you, Druig."

Druig felt those words sink under him, becoming concrete within himself. Having another person love him, purely love him with no hesitance and no restrictions, made Druig feel so human. It was the first time he felt human, no matter how long he's been on Earth and around humans to watch them grow and evolve, now he felt what they felt when it came to love. All thanks to Clío and her never-ending love for him.

With one simple tug of the knot he was clutching, the top part of the garment she wore fell off of her instantly.

Her undergarments she wore were still on, but the dress was now pooled around her feet as Druig looked with some shock on his face. The curves along her hips and thighs were evident, her freckles contrasting her skin and almost making her look like she was shimmering. He always knew she was beautiful, but now she seemed beyond radiant for him to see.

"How did it do that?" He asked suddenly, Clío grinning with a hint of blush on her cheeks as she shrugged.

"Makkari showed me how. She hates how long it takes to get the dress on, so she showed me this trick to make it fast," She explained, sounding nonchalant about it. But she saw the look he had on his face as he drank in the sight of her, only in her undergarments and showing more skin to anyone than she ever would for anyone else. If it was anyone else she would feel petrified, but not with Druig. Not with the very Eternal who saw her beauty from the inside out and brought her more joy and love than she could ever imagine.

"Here," She said, reaching for his clothes and she started to undress his shirt for him as he still looked at her body in such a longing way. Taking off the fewer buttons that were on his shirt, she pushed the garment up, bunching it around his armpits to have him move his arms up. Although she was moving soft and slow, taking in the moment with Druig and seeing his skin more and more exposed for her, Druig simply threw the long shirt off and tossed it to the floor with impatience. His bare chest in front of her, breathing a bit harshly as Clío laughed from his antic, Druig ruffled his hair and dived in to kiss her again.

"You're far too impatient," Clío murmured against his lips, though she slightly moaned as he licked her lower lip with his tongue to open her mouth more.

"And you're far too beautiful," He replied just as softly while his fingers were running along her bare arms and then her waist to feel the thin material against his calloused fingers, "They should have a shrine of your beauty, big enough to block out the sun, and yet it would still fail in comparison to how you look to me,"

"I don't want a shrine," Clío explained as her fingers were running down his chest and touched along his hips where his pants were hanging low, "I don't want anyone else to look at me in such a way. I just want you to love me,"

Druig stared at her dead in the eyes, his fingers freezing from going under his garments to touch her bare skin along her hips.

"I'll love you until there's nothing left in me, Clío. I promise ya," He vowed to her. Clío smiled so wide, her heart feeling like it could explode with all that she was feeling in that second from hearing Druig say such things. Within a second, Druig wrapped Clío in his hold to pull her towards the large bed that was already turned down, the sheet cool to the touch as he was sitting on the edge of the bed and he had her sitting in his lap within a moment.

Clío gasped from the sensation, her arms linking around his neck as his hands found her bare thighs, her undergarments tucked up to pool around her hips. She felt his pants along her core, and her breath heightened for a moment as he drank in the image of her. Clío, perched on his lap in her nearly bare undergarments and her hair down to frame her face. Both were still for a second or two, knowing that there was no turning back on what they wished to do. But neither of them cared.

"I love you," Druig hummed to Clío as he peered up at her, his hands rubbing her thighs carefully and soothingly to almost calm her nerves while she looked down at him. He kissed her softly, no longer rushing or desperate as it was moments before when this all started. He was now going to take his time, unfolding each layer that Clío had and he was not going to hold back. One hand moved to the straps on her shoulder blade, touching the thin martial that would be the only obstacle in the way of having her completely bare in front of him. After pausing for a moment, Druig hummed softly at Clío while he kissed her in a way to ask permission.

"Yes," She whispered back, moving her arm for him to let the strap fall and her arm moved out. He moved to the other strap, Clío doing the same while they were still kissing and caressing each other on the edge of the bed. Once both straps were finally freed, the top of her undergarment slipped down to her waist. Clío, bare from the waist up, shivered from the cold that she felt against her skin because of the chilling air.

"God, Clío," Druig full out moaned as his hands moved up to cup each breast that was right in front of him, Clío gasping from feeling his palms along her nipples as he kissed her jawline and down to her sensitive neck, "You feel amazin', I can't stop touchin' ya no matter how hard I try,"

"Don't," Clío softly pleading as his kisses along her neck were going lower and lower with every press of his lips along her skin, "I…I don't want you to ever…stop…Druig!"

She nearly cried out as his lips circled one nipple and he started his kisses there. Clío clung onto him for dear life, still in his lap and her fingers were once again digging in his hair as he was still touching and caressing her chest with both his lips and his hands. Clío could feel everything around her and yet not enough at the same time, her skin felt so electric with every ship of his tongue or every brush of his fingertips. It was nothing that she's ever felt before, the most beautiful feeling she's ever felt up until that moment in time.

Clío knew of humans touching like this, hearing stories from the others, or accidentally seeing humans in the act when they were hiding away in the shadows or alleyways. It never occurred to her that she would feel what they feel, the pleasure building inside of her that seemed all-consuming. Of course, love could be felt in so many ways, shapes, and forms, but now she was experiencing it in a whole new light with the very being that gave her the definition of love.

Her hands moved from his hair and neck and downwards, touching his chest and along his ribs, before they descended further and further to where his pants were. There was an evident bulge there, she could feel it against her leg. Her fingers were lightly touching the top of the bulge, feeling Druig shiver as he moved from kissing one breast to another. Clío's fingers moved again, a bit bolder now as her hands went to touch the top of his pants along the hem. His stomach full-on quivered as Druig pulled away from kissing her breasts to let out a shaky moan. Clío thought he sounded heavenly, open, and raw for no one else to hear or experience as his breath was shaky against her skin

He looked right up at Clío, his eyes dilated and mirroring the very pleasure he was feeling as her hand slipped down into his pants and touched him. He gasped out, Clío seeing how heavenly he appeared.

If this was how love was truly supposed to be felt, then Clío would want it forever with him.

"Fuck," he gasped out as her hand moved, his mind completely shutting down and was only filled with pleasure he was feeling all over. Having the love of his life there, bare and open for him to witness, gave him the same amount of blinding pleasure and the feeling as if he could fly like Golden Boy Ikaris. But he highly doubted Ikaris would be able to truly feel this bliss, even with all his cockiness and bravado. Not with how Druig was feeling it in his toes and along his spine, how he could even put a sentence together as Clío would twist her wrist or pick up her pace a bit faster. He was no longer in control, but he liked it.

Clío could bring him to his knees and he wouldn't care.

"Druig," Clío hummed his name, softly to get his attention. Druig looked right into her eyes, seeing how they shined and stayed consistent in his gaze. He wanted to say something but he was feeling too much, her movement was at a slow rhythm, but teasing and yet taking care of that itch that he had. It was building, almost like climbing a peak, and was about to slide right back down. His eyelids were heavy and his breath was still shallow, his skin was so sensitive and his heart was pounding. But now he was focusing on Clío, who was watching him as if he was the most precious thing in her possession.

"You okay?" She asked as a small tug of a smile was on her lip. She felt that tension building more and more. Clío merely wanted to check in with Druig and see if he was alright, even in the heat of the moment and with her hand around his cock. It seemed rather silly for him to ask since he was already on cloud nine, so close to being on the brink of orgasm with the love of his life, but he finally found his voice.

"More than," He replied, his voice sounding like he had run a for at least an hour. His fingers were clinging to her for dear life, almost like she was an anchor in an ever-rough ocean that was throwing him all over the place. But he carefully moved her hand, letting her release his cock with such reluctance as she eyes him carefully. He shook his head and moved to stand up, letting her stand up too as he wrapped her in his arms and twirled them to have her on the bed.

It didn't matter that his pants were now bunched around his thighs and his cock was standing erect and exposed to the air to have him shake, his mind was now on Clío as she was now sprawled out on the bed. His mind was solely focused on making Clío feel just as good as he was feeling. Her skin was soft against his fingers as they moved along her chest and ribs, her eyes shining from the candles lit in the room, and her red hair sprawled around her head like the rays of the sun. Druig merely saw her as a Goddess, a true Goddess that should be worshiped from sun up to sun down.

And he was going to worship her with everything he had.

His fingers grazed her hips and then slowly descended, her long and thick thighs quivered from the touch of his palms as they were finally reaching her core. He kept his eyes on her as his digits were now slowing along her folds, seeing the reaction in her eyes as her body nearly buckled. She felt divine under his finger and under her gaze, Druig couldn't think of any other image that was just as angelic as Clío sprawled out on the bed and being pleasured by him.

Clío felt as if she could hover above her own body as his fingers were moving along her folds, making her wet before she knew it. She could feel her hands shaking from how much she was feeling, Druig reached over with his spare hand and held her hadn't tight right near her head as one finger was finally slipping inside of her. Clío moaned, her body arching from the sensation as Druig never stopped his movement. Of course, he's never done this before with another person, but reading the minds of human men in passing or when they were talking to one another gave him enough pointers on how to pleasure a woman. Even at the time, he thought nothing of it, merely something humans did.

But now he was doing the very thing to Clío, and watching her melt under his touch was amazing.

"Oh….oh Druig….I…" Clío couldn't even talk about how much she was feeling, her pleasure was felt everywhere and within her at the same time. Druig leaned down to kiss her all over her face and neck, slipping another finger inside of her and feeling her shake even more. The peak was coming for her, so close to breaking into a million pieces that he was afraid it would come too soon. But how could that be, when she felt so good under Druig?

Druig finally pulled his fingers out, both Clío and Druig looking with a glazed look at how wet his fingers were as her thighs were quivering and her hips moved on their own accord for a brief moment. Druig's eyes widen at the sight, Clío was trying to catch her breath. But they were thinking the same thing.

"You're so fucking divine, Clío," Druig said in a grumble as he looked from his fingers to Clío, watching her for a brief moment before he slicked up his cock with the juices from his fingers. Part of them wanted to rush, and another part want to this moment and let it drawl out. But this one place in time could change everything for them.

So he took the chance, looking at Clío directly in the eyes as he guided his cock into her entrance.

It took some time, inching in little by little to merry make sure Clío was comfortable. He could sense and feel it, how tight it was around him as he leaned down to be nose-to-nose with Clío. Watching her squirm a bit and almost squint, he stopped and kissed her face all over, waiting ever patiently to sink in further. He would wait for however long it took for her to let him in, her legs bracketing his hips and her hands clinging to his back as she breathed out a deep long breath. He kissed away the discomfort on her face and the trembling of her jaw as he inched in a bit more, feeling her wrapped around his cock too tightly. But it felt beyond amazing to him, feeling her walls around him in such a vice grip.

Was this what he was missing this whole time? He won't ever miss out on it again.

"You okay?" he asked against her lips, feeling her nod and cling onto him a bit tighter as he pushed the hair out of his eyes, "Clío, you…you feel so amazin'."

Clío took in a long breath, feeling how he was snug against her walls and filling her to the brim. It was a nice sensation, almost consuming her inwardly and externally as she found her voice too. Reaching up with a shaky hand, she touched his lips with her fingers as she shakily said, "I can feel you everywhere, Druig."

Druig could have crumbled if he could, then finally moved in the last inch to be fully inside of her. He moaned, stopping and trying to collect himself before his hips would move. There was no other feeling like this one, nothing could come close to how he felt as though their souls were finally intertwining. In the physical act of love, being connected not just emotionally but now physically made him beyond emotional.

Clío noticed the small tear that was in the corner of his eyes as she reached up to cup his face.

"Druig?" She asked, searching his blue eyes and wondering what was making him cry at a time like this. But Druig shook his head, inhaling sharply in hopes that he could hide it, and was about to turn his face away before Clío framed his jaw in her fingers. Eyes locked, both staying still while he was deep inside of her, and Clío spoke again, "I'm right here, Druig. Let go….just let go and be here with me,"

A simple request meant everything to Druig. So he did. He let go.

His body knew what to do before he could, his hips started to roll as he held her close against him. Clío let him, her head against his own as they were breathing one another in and feeling his pleasure come over him. Druig only wanted to savor this moment, trying his best to let Clío feel so good and feel that same intense love he had for her.

Every push into Clío made Druig feel that insane pleasure up and down his spine, it was almost cosmic to him how much he was feeling and experiencing. Up until that moment, he only had an inkling of what humans felt. He wasn't human himself, only watching it from the sidelines all that humans did with one another. The good and the terrible.

Not this, not with how he was feeling.

He peered down at Clío as he was still rolling his hips, picking up his pace as his spare hand was clutching her hip. Just seeing her underneath him, her hair sticking to her neck and shoulders, eyes rolled back in ecstasy and her spare hand clutched his arm in a death grip. Druig was watching Clío in such a vulnerable state

But to Druig, she looked beyond beautiful.

Skin flushed with a hint of sweat along her freckles, lips plump and deep ruby red from being bitten a few times by both himself and Clío, and simply her entire energy was open and vulnerable. To be open with one another, in the most intimate way that any two beings could ever be, both expanded and broke Druig's heart at the same time. Maybe he was thinking too much at the moment, but he wouldn't trade this kind of affection, this kind of world-binding love, for anything else in the world. Druig knew then and there, he only wanted this with Clío and no one else.

She was his, and he was hers.

Clío focused back on Druig above her as he hit a certain spot deep inside of her making her almost howl. Once she saw him, she almost faltered for a moment from what he was witnessing. Druig, hunched over her and cradling her in his arms as if she was the most valuable gem or mineral on the planet, sweat plastered along his own body and his hair against his forehead, but with evident tears in his eyes.

Druig was crying.

Clío felt it too, maybe they were feeling it together. That sense of being one in the heat of the moment and everything else melts away. Even as their sweat was mingling together, the gasps and moans they both were sharing in unison almost like they were creating their own melody. Sheets clinging onto Clío's backside, sweat pooled Druig's chest and breath was shortening, both of their peaks were so close to tipping over.

Clío leaned up and kissed Druig, touching his tears with her spare hand as he sped up a bit faster with his hips, still driving into her deeply and showing no signs of slowing down. How could he, with how high he was feeling? He was so close, kissing Clío and trying to make it last a bit longer. He could also feel Clío tremble against him, the shaking of her thighs along his hips and her fingers catching his jaw for dear life.

She was even clutching his cock tightly, in a vice grip too deliciously tight. She was close too.

"Clío…I'm about to—" Druig tried to warn her, but his breath was lost and he felt his entire body release that tension that was building over time. He never felt something that intense before in his life, and his eyes slammed shut, and groaned loudly in the room. The release almost made him paralyzed, making him too feel like he could float away from Earth and up amongst the stars.

He felt like he was, and he never wished to forget that feeling ever again.

It felt like the sensation was going to last forever, yet it wasn't just Druig who orgasmed in that breath. Clío did too, her entire body shaking from the sudden orgasm. No matter all the rumors she heard from the humans in the past, of the undertone whispers from the other Eternals, feeling it herself was almost cosmic, to say the least. And to think Druig was the one who was bringing her this kind of cosmic sensation. which made Clío love him all the more.

Finally, as the heat of the moment was slowly dwindling within the room and their labored breathing, Druig and Clío locked eyes with each other. Nothing else seemed to matter to either one of them, just simply realizing that they took this step together. Druig still kept his hands on Clío, not wishing to let her go or not be able to touch her. Maybe she was sensing the same, clinging onto him while she felt like she was descending back to earth again. The only thing that was making her know it was real was Druig pressing kisses all over her, his lips along her neck and eyelids, and then over to her chin and collarbone.

Druig was the first to smile, genuinely smile, as if he was getting her for the first time all over again on the Domo so long ago. Clio broke out into her smile too, the pair of them breathing out almost a sigh of relief and some giggles too.

"Did we just do that?" She asked, clearly still catching her breath and feeling her heartbeat still pounding against her chest. Druig nodded, kissing her face all over again to hear her squeal in delight.

"Yeah, yeah we did," he hummed against her skin, still reeling himself. His skin was buzzing and almost vibration, his mind was on overdrive in replaying all that happened moments before, and yet at the same time he was so glad he could enjoy this blissful moment with Clio. Even after such a life-changing event, they both were feeling lighter than ever and had no sense of regret or remorse.

Druig carefully pulled out, sensing the small discomfort from Clio as he tried to go as smoothly as he could. Once he was completely out, he moved quickly to grab a rag that was near a washing basin, next to the door. He almost wobbled from the new sense of gravity, but he never slowed as Clio perched up a bit in bed.

"Dru?” He heard her ask.

"Hang on!" He replied over his shoulder, getting the rag wet in the basin before ringing it out and jogging a bit back to Clio. Seeing her still naked, perched on top of the now ruined sheets, and grinning at him made his heart beat a bit faster as he climbed back onto the bed with her. Carefully and with precision, he wiped both himself and Clio down from both the sweat and the mess that was accumulated. Clio let him, feeling the gentle swipes of the rag along her skin. It was a soothing touch, humming as he was getting her cleaned up again before tossing the rag to the ground and wrapping her in his arms.

They both said nothing, simply letting the coolness of the night come into the room and the sounds of the party still fill their ears. Clio's head on his chest, her hair cascading down along his shoulder and arm made Druig grin like a made man as Clio had her arms around his lower waist.

Neither of them knew at the time, but it was the start of their relationship deepening. The new path was now laid out and waiting for the pair of them to follow. Not simply because they were falling in love with one another, they already were. But in their minds, their souls were now intertwined for the better with no signs of being separated ever again.

The End

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