#moon knight selim x reader

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How the Moon Knight Characters would react when they see their S/O ex

Characters: Steven Grant, Marc Spector, Jake Lockley, Selim (Osiris avatar)

Warnings: mention of violence, abusive ex, fluff, possesive behavior (because Jake lol)

Steven Grant

You and Steven walked through the museum together. There was a new Egyptian exhibition about Anubis and you both had the afternoon off. It was supposed to be a relaxing and fun afternoon with your boyfriend Steven, but you were interrupted while looking at a statue of Anubis. "Y/N is that you?" Steven and you both turn around at the same time and to your horror your ex was standing in front of you. You guys hadn't parted on good terms and Steven knew it. His gaze hardened as your ex walked over to you and wanted to hug you. You block him, but your ex wouldn't be put off. Steven can tell you're uncomfortable. He took your hand, gave your ex a hard look and said in his polite yet fierce tone, "Excuse us, we have to go now." With these words Steven pulled you away from your ex and you went to the next showroom. Then Steven took both of your hands and looked at you worried. "Are you all right, my love?" he asked softly. You nod, but were still in shock. Steven gave you an encouraging smile and said, "Let's go home and have a leisurely afternoon with tea and biscuits. We'll see the exhibition another time." You nod and smile gratefully at him, then you both went home.

Marc Spector

You both just got off a mission and were exhausted. You guys just wanted to snuggle up on the sofa together and watch a movie. The mission was hard and Khonshu had really gotten on your nerves. On the way to your apartment, however, you noticed someone. When you realize it's your ex, you tense up a bit. Marc immediately sensed that something was up. You had talked about your ex from time to time and Marc knew that you were afraid of him. Your ex just walked up to you, smiling broadly. "Wow how long ago was that? You never called me, Y/N,” he said, his mouth twisting at the last sentence, but he immediately smiled again. Marc scowled at him. Your ex came up to you and wanted to hug you, but Marc stood in his way and said in a menacing voice: "She had no reason to contact you. Now go away!” “And who are you to forbid me to see my ex?” your ex asked with a wicked grin. Marc just took your hand and pulled you past him, but when your ex tries to grab your hand, Marc turned and punched him hard in the face. When the man held his bloody nose howling, Marc pulled you into the next street and to your flat. When you got to your apartment, he hugged you tightly and asked if you were okay. He didn't quite know how to deal with you now, he knew that Steven was better at things like this, but he tried, sat down on the couch with you, tucked you in and ordered you something to eat when he held you and you watched a funny movie together.

Jake Lockley

Jake and you were at a Mexican restaurant. You didn't see each other that often since he didn't take over the body often, so you made each time as special as possible. Jake was a very dominant man and showed who you belonged to in public. It surprised him even more that your ex showed up, recognized you and came to you, even though he had to see that you belong to Jake. Jake also knew who your ex was, but he had already found out everything about him and therefore recognized him immediately. Your ex was an asshole who treated you like shit and he actually dared to speak to you. Anyway, he tried, but Jake's fist was faster in his face. You lookes at both man in shock. Jake yells: "Don't you ever come near her again, bastardo!" A dangerous grin tugged at Jake's lips as he lashed out for the next punch, but before it could hit, the manager came and threw you both out. Jake didn't say a word, just pulled you back to your apartment where he grabbed your hips and threw you onto the bed. "You're mine!" Jake growled, kissing you hungrily.

Selim (Osiris avatar)

You wanted to surprise Selim at work, but as you walked through the turnstile and headed toward the front desk, someone came toward you. He looked at you in surprise. "Y/N? how nice to see you.“, he called and ran to you. Your ex pulled you into a tight hug. You don't reply, but you couldn't defend yourself either, you were to scared. When no one was looking, he unobtrusively grabbed your chin. "You shouldn't have broken up," he whispered menacingly in your ear. The lady at reception looked at you. You gave her a hand signal that you needed help. She knew who you were, so she not only informed the security forces, but also relayed a message to Selim's office. He came immediately with the security men in tow. "What's going on here," he asked in a firm voice when he saw the man with whom he had been talking about a company partnership less than an hour ago. He was clearly standing too close to you and still had a firm grip on your chin. "What? You're her new boyfriend?!" your ex asked in disbelief. Selim understood what was going on. "Is this man your EX? The ex that abused you?” he asked and you nodded, still intimidated. Selim turned back to your ex and said in a dark voice: "If I see you around my girlfriend again, you will really get to know me. And you can forget the partnership!”, then he turned to the security forces and added: “Get him out of here. He is banned from the house with immediate effect.” After the incident, Selim took the rest of the day off, took you home to your apartment, and cooked you dinner. You spent the rest of the day relaxing arm in arm.

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Moon Knight Selim Headcanons

Generally headcanons

- Selim is in his forties, earns good money and can leave work whenever Osiris needs him (has a position as boss)

- When he comes home after a long day at work, he prefers to sit on the couch, drink a cognac and read

Fluff, domestic headcanons

- When he met you, his after-work activities changed a bit. Now he prefers to lie on the couch with you, wrapped in a fluffy blanket and watch a movie

- He is an absolute soft Dom in all situations

- He loves to take care of you, you don't have to worry about anything

- He's got enough money so you don’t have to miss anything

- On weekends, he enjoys going out to dinner with you or just taking a relaxing stroll through the park

- He likes to show you're his, but doesn't show much more than holding hands or a kiss here and there in public

- He gets jealous when you talk to another man and he realizes that this man likes you a lot, but he doesn't show it and doesn't make a scene

- However, depending on how much younger you are, he gets jealous faster because he keeps asking himself why you are with him even though he is so much older

- He knew it couldn't be because of his money, because when you first met you didn't know that he had money

- He trusts you, he just doesn't trust the others

- He is always open and honest with you and tells you that he is the avatar of Osiris

- If you don't believe him at first, he will show you with Osiris together

- You are completely intrigued and question both Selim and Osiris about it

- Selim doesn't mind, he's happy to answer your questions

- Selim's kisses can be both very tender and rough, depending on his mood

NSFW headcanons

- He prefers to do it behind closed doors

- However, if you're adventurous, he'll be happy to try new things with you

- He is determined, tells and shows you what he wants and shows that he is in charge, but will not hurt you

- However, if you want to have control, he agrees

- But most of the time he's above

- He wants to spoil you and always takes care of you first before he even pulls his pants down

- The only exception is if he's in a hurry but you've been teasing him all day, then a quickie can also happen

- He never lets you go unsatisfied unless you've pissed him off enough that he uses it as a punishment

- However, he can never resist giving you what you want for long, so it doesn't take long for him to come back and take care of your needs

- He doesn't mind choking you lightly or spanking you if that's what you want, but he doesn't want to hurt you and he won't hurt you

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Moon Knight Selim x fem!reader

summery: As you and Layla rescue Khonshu, you notice an injured man. You take care of him and take him to the hospital

warnings: pure fluff, no kissing or smut, injuries, not proof read

words: 2676

Layla asked you for help. You already knew each other from some of the things that Layla had to do in Cairo and you were happy to help her. However, that this reveals the existence of the Egyptian gods to you came as a big surprise to you. You still didn't quite believe it until the two of you stood in the chamber of a pyramid and destroyed the Ushepti of Khonshu. Smoke billowed out and a tall man wrapped in cloth bandages manifested. But where his head should have been, there was just a large bird's skull floating. You looked at the deity with big eyes.

"Where did you drag me into?" you asked Layla, even though you already knew the answer. You knew how many lives were at stake and you were ready to fight for it. But actually seeing a god was surprising. What you didn't expect, was that Layla and The God named Khonshu would start fighting right away. You turned away and looked around. A man crawling on the ground caught up to you. A survivor, you thought. You ran to him, grabbed his arms and pulled him up. "Come on," you say, pulling him with you. He held on to you and tried to keep up with your pace as he began to speak in a strained voice, "Are you the one who freed Khonshu?" You glance at him from the corner of your eye before replying, "one of them, yes." You ran down a corridor as fast as his injuries would accrue. You were about to get him out of the pyramid, but Harrow was still there and could have killed you both trying to escape.

"I hope we're safe here for now. Come on, sit down," you said in a strained calm voice, helping the man slide down on the wall onto the floor. Sitting now, he gasped and tried to get air. You knelt in front of him and lifted his chin. He looked exhausted, gasping for air and sweaty. His eyes wandered up to yours and he held on to you. You continued to hold his chin with one hand while you undid his tie and unbuttoned his shirt a few buttons with the other. He seemed to be able to breathe a little better that way. You now put your hand behind his back to bend him forward a little, with the hand that you pulled away from his chin you take off his jacket. His head was now resting on your shoulder, his hands resting on your hips for some support.

You balled up his jacket and held it against the wall as you gently push the man against the wall and position the jacket to serve as a neck brace. He looked at you with half-closed eyes. He still couldn't breathe well, but it had gotten better. His lip was bloody and you took a handkerchief out of your pants to blot the blood. "What's your name?" the man asked clearly in pain. "I'm Y/N." "Nice to meet you, Y/N. Even though I would have liked other circumstances", a cough on his part interrupted the sentence before he continued: "My name is Selim.”

"Shh, you shouldn't talk. Here, have a drink," you said worriedly, opening the bottle that was hanging from your belt. Selim nodded and you held the bottle to his lips. He was thirsty and drank in large gulps while some of the water ran down his chin and darkened the collar of his shirt slightly. When he finished drinking you took the bottle away and patted his chin and neck dry.

You continue to support him and wait to get him out of the pyramid. Harrow and a female voice echoed off the walls, so they were still there. You kept looking around carefully to avoid being ambushed. Selim noticed this restlessness and he was grateful that you cared about him and stayed with him. Still, he couldn't help but ask, "Why don't you help Khonshu?" You think briefly. Actually,  you should fight Harrow together with Layla. Your eyes fell before you said: "I'm not an avatar, nor do I have superpowers. I'm helping Layla as best I can, especially now after Mark's death, but Harrow is too powerful. In direct combat, I'm mere cannon fodder. Here I am better off, I can take care of you here and take you to the nearest hospital as soon as we can finally get out of here." A smile curled his lips, but then he turned bitter. "I'm going to die, you're wasting your time. But I'm still grateful for your help."

You lifted his face up again and studied it closely. Then you put a hand on his forehead. "I won't let you die, but we need to cool you down. You glow hotter than the sun." Your hand grabbed the bottle, there wasn't enough left in there to soak a cloth. You had to cool the man and for that you would need water. You looked around again. A quick glimpse of Selim, a careful movement to lean him against the wall so he could support himself, and you were out of his sight. A touch of panic shot adrenaline through his veins. He didn't want to die alone.

You, on the other hand, had your eye on one of Harrow's men. He was standing with his back to you and had a bottle of water attached to his belt. You quietly crept up to him and took the bottle from him unnoticed. The man was so distracted by Ammit that it was easy for you. You immediately turned and walked back, not wanting to look at Ammit. You had already seen a god today and that was enough for you.

You snuck back into the hallway and to your surprise, Selim wasn't alone. Layla stood over him and peppered him with questions. With important questions, but Selim was getting worse and worse. Lalya didn't seem to notice that, but also shook him when he didn't answer right away. You quickly run to them and pulled Lalya away. "Stop it, you can see that he's not feeling well." "He's the only one who has answers. We need to know how to get Ammit," she replied upset, but you shook your head. One look at Selim is enough to see that he was not doing well at all. He wheezed again and got increasingly bad breath. You drop to your knees, cuff his collar, hoping it would help him, and soak your handkerchief in the new water.

Now dab the wet cloth over his forehead, along his cheeks and down his neck, down to his cleavage caused by the unbuttoned shirt. It seemed to help a little. Now you pat the path back up and let the wet cloth wander around his neck. Selim bowed his head forward as best he could, welcoming the chill on his neck. If he survived this, he vowed to take a vacation and recover from today. He thought a bit and now answered one of Layla's questions: "You have to lock Ammit in a human shell." Layla considered. "A human shell would be vulnerable." Selim nodded imperceptibly.

"For that we need more avatar than we have left.", the weakened man breathed. A twinkle appeared in Layla's eyes. "I have an idea.", she said and was already gone. After Layla left you also noticed that Harrow, Ammit and Khonshu had moved their fight outside. Immediately your hands suffered under Selim's arms, holding him up as gently as possible. "This is our chance, come on, we have to get out of here." Selim nodded and leaned against you. He could hardly keep his head up when running and always drifted away briefly. He had to be in the hands of a doctor as soon as possible.

You made slow progress, but it was enough. A great battle was raging outside. Your gaze lingered on a white figure. "Mark is alive." You whisper, relieved and amazed. But you didn't have the time to think about how that went. You took Selim to one of the jeeps that you and Layla had come in and got behind the wheel. Bending over Selim, you buckle him up. You could feel his breath on your neck.

Goosebumps spread across your skin. It was a nice feeling to have someone so close. When you hear the seat belt click, you sit back in the driver's seat and start the car. The idiots had left the key. Take a deep breath and look at Selim again. He had his eyes half closed again and was holding on to his belt. Another deep breath and you drove off. The road was a bit bumpy, which shook both you and Selim. You felt sorry for him because he was in a lot of pain.

The nearest hospital was 15 minutes away. You drove as fast as the road and traffic would allow, careful not to shake Selim any further. Selim had started breathing heavily again and that worried you a lot. As the hospital came into your view you parked as close to the entrance as possible and jumped out of the car, running to the passenger side and helping the man out of the car. He supported himself even more than before and clung to your shirt.

You walked with him through the door as fast as Selim could. "I need a doctor." You shouted loudly and immediately some people came running towards you and took the injured man from you. They took him down the aisle on a stretcher, but you weren't allowed to come with them. He had to have an operation because he had suffered severe internal injuries, as you found out later. None of the doctors could explain how this was possible without being able to see injuries from the outside, but you claim you found him that way. No one would believe you anyway that he was attacked by a religious fanatic and his divine magic. Through a phone call with Layla, you also learned that the fight with Ammit and Harrow was over and won. You breathe a sigh of relief. At least one danger averted.

The operation lasted a few hours, which you spent in the entrance area of the hospital. The longer it took, the more worried you became that he wouldn't be able to make it. But when the sixth hour started, a nurse approached you. "He's in his room now. Here you have the room number. He's not awake yet though.” She said kindly and gave you a note. You thanked her and ran. The room was on the second floor. You stop in front of the room door and open it quietly.

Selim lay on a bed, covered up to his chest and with his arms at his sides over the blanket. He was on an infusion, probably to keep him from becoming dehydrated. You took a chair and sat down next to him on the bed. He looked peaceful while he slept. No pain distorted his face. Soft snoring could be heard, no more rattling. You were glad he made it.

"Thank you for rescuing him.", suddenly came out of his mouth. You looked at him startled. He had his eyes open with a white glow in them and was looking at you. You just looked back, completely perplexed. "Thank you for rescuing Selim. I couldn't do it.” “Who are you?”; you asked, still amazed. "I am Osiris. Selim is my avatar.” “Ah ok, yeah no big deal, I liked doing it.” Osiris had to smirk, as he saw your surprised look. He closed his eyes and the glow faded.

Three days had passed since then and you had only left your bedside seat to get food or use the bathroom. Selim hadn't woken up in time and Osiris hadn't shown up again either. You lay with your head on the bed and tried to get some sleep. The last few nights had been rough, but when a nurse advised that you could go home and be notified when he woke up, you responded with a resolute no. You wanted to be there for him.

You had actually fallen asleep and exhaustion hit you. Your sleep was peaceful and you were happy to rest, even if the chair wasn't very comfortable. But you didn't notice that Selim was moving.. He slowly opened his eyes and stretched slightly. Where was he? He looked around. A hospital room, he thought, and then he remembered. The Attack of Harrow. He had been injured, but someone helped him. A young lady. Y/N. Teeth clenched, Selim sat up in his bed. Something was tugging at his blanket or grabbing it as he pulled her up a little with him. His gaze wandered to his right. Surprise met him.

You slept with your head on his blanket, breathing softly. Selim was surprised you were here. He assumed you went home or to the others to help them. How long had he been gone, anyway? He eyed you. He lifted his arm and brushed a few strands of hair off your face. You looked so peaceful that he smiled instantly.

"You're awake. How are you?” a dark voice asked from the corner. Selim looked up and saw Osiris, who had made himself comfortable on the opposite free bed. Unlike Khonshu, Osiris worried about his avatar. Softie, that's why Taweret called him. But Osiris knew his responsibility. He had made Selim his avatar and thus also involved him in this fight with Harrow and Ammit. Osiris couldn't help Selim, couldn't save him, but the woman did.

"How long was I gone?"; asked Selim instead of answering Osiris' question. Osiris looked at him for a moment and replied, "You were asleep for three days." Selim's eyebrows rose. Then his gaze fell on your sleeping form. Osiris understood and said, "Yes, she was with you all the time. She didn't leave the room for more than 5 minutes, then she was already sitting by your bed again.” Selim could hardly believe it. Why did you stay with him all this time? He cupped your cheek and looked at you for a long moment.

"She likes you."; Osiris interrupted his thoughts and then disappeared before Selim could reply. You opened your eyes. You were completely exhausted but a strong feeling inside you had woken you up. You didn't know what it was. You didn't know that Osiris had created that feeling, to wake you up. You look up and to your surprise, Selim looked straight at you. There was no glow in his eyes, it really was Selim. "You're awake." You called out happily, but before you could do anything, Selim pulled you into a tight hug. He was happy. Happy to see you, happy you stayed with him. You smile and hug back. "Thanks," he whispered, holding you even tighter.

"I liked doing that." You said and then looked at him. "You must be hungry. Let's go downstairs and get something to eat.” Selim returned the smile and nodded. You helped him up and supported him on your way down. He didn't have the infusion right now, he didn't really feel like lugging that thing with him, but he didn't really care. He was just glad to be alive and to have you by his side.

"You have to stay here for a few more days for monitoring," the nurse said when you were back upstairs. Selim's gaze wandered to you. "Are you staying with me?" "Of course," you reply. He smiled and said, "Then we'll have plenty of time to get to know each other." Osiris sat across from each other on the bed again, smiling as he watched the two of you how you both became closer to each other. "Hathor with her love. It's nice that you finally found someone, Selim.“, he said softly to himself and disappeared again.  

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Moon Knight Selim x fem!reader

summery: You are with the gods along with Mark to accuse Harrow and Selim takes a look at you, which Osiris doesn't go unnoticed. That's why he encourages Selim to go to you after the trial while Mark talks to Hathors' avatar.

 warnings: kinda fluff, first kiss between them, slow burn, age difference, smut, oral receiving (m and f), not proof read

words: 3216

The sun started to darken. Mark and you stared at the sky and wondered what Khonshus plan was. The plan was soon explained to you, albeit not in detail. So it didn't take long until a passage opened out of nowhere, led you into the interior of a huge pyramid. You and Mark now stood in the middle and didn't know what would happen next. Khonshu had just left so you stood a little helpless looking up at the 5 people who seemed to be gathering. A woman spoke up and asked you if Khonshu had explained how it works. Mark shouldn't fight back, she added. You looked uncertainly from her to Mark and around the room of the pyramid. You didn't even know why you were nervous since you knew Khonshu and Mark were doing the talking.

Your gaze continued to roam the room, hoping your nervousness would subside. You felt the avatars of the other gods looking at you, but they quickly shifted their gazes back to Mark, realizing that you would only be a silent observer. But two eyes stayed and looked at you. You sensed that and looked at him briefly. He seemed caught, but didn't look away. You tried to eye him inconspicuously. He was wearing a suit and had short, dark hair. His eyes reflected the light, almost as if they were glowing in the light. But the light in this chamber wasn't particularly good, which made you happy. Maybe then your bright red cheeks wouldn't be so noticeable. When everyone was finished gathering, he looked away from you and a gleam flickered briefly in all the avatars' eyes. 

It wasn't long before Mark's eyes turned white and he seemed to speak in a different voice. It was still his own, but you suspect the strange sound came from Khonshu, who now seemed to be speaking through Mark. You tend to stay in the background and listen to the gods. Mainly speaking the two men you recognize for Osiris and Horus. Like you, the female gods tended to stay in the background. Khonshu presented his request and reported it to Harrow. Harrow was also quickly summoned. The last time you saw him you almost got killed which is why you glared at him. Osiris saw this as he kept glancing at you. 

You didn't know if it was really Osiris or the influence of his avatar, but you felt his gaze on you again and again, albeit only briefly. Harrow stood before the gods, in the midst of Mark and you. You inevitably back away and join Mark's other side. This did not go unnoticed, but it was not commented. Harrow protested his innocence and recounted how poorly Khonshu's current avatar was doing. After that, the gods only seemed to care about Mark. You looked up at the gods in disbelief and shook your head almost imperceptibly. Hathos noticed this and gave both you and Mark a pitying look. The matter was quickly settled by the gods and Harrow departed again.

Even the gods withdrew. Their avatars stayed there, but they also made their way back. But not all, as you can see. Hathors' avatar approached Mark and wanted to talk to him privately. Now you were almost alone and you didn't know much what to do with yourself. You walked around the room looking at the different statues. One saw immediately that these represented Egyptian gods. You wonder which of them Khonshu was. Mark sometimes called him old bird, so you assumed he had the shape or at least the head of a bird.

"Come on, now go to her." Osiris said to Selim. However, he wasn't sure. You were beautiful and he could hardly take his eyes off you standing there alone looking at the statues. But you were also significantly younger than him and he didn't know if you would even be interested in a man like him. "You won't know unless you try," Osiris' words echoed in his head.

Osiris was right. Soon you would be out with Mark again and he would regret not having spoken to you. He straightened his shirt and tie. Stroke his short hair back with his hand and took another deep breath. Then he dared and walked towards you. You were still distracted by the statues and didn't even realize Selim. You also didn't notice how the man had now joined you and silently looked at the statue with you. He didn't know exactly what to say.

You heard a throat clearing next to you and startled. A little jump to the side and your eyes were instantly on the man. He was scared almost as much as you were. "Oh eh, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to scare you," he said, raising his hands apologetically. You didn't say anything, just looked at him silently. He sighed. "You are not satisfied with the decision of the gods, are you?" “Harrow's a dangerous man, but no one here seems to care,” you said bitterly. Selim realized that maybe he shouldn't have started that subject.

"I'm Selim," he then said and gave you his hand. You looked at him skeptically, but then took his hand and said, "My name is Y/N." The next time you broke the silence, "How long have you been an avatar?" Selim seemed to be happy that you struck up a conversation. He thought for a moment before answering. “Several years. But the gods hold back a lot, so I don't have much to do with Osiris.” “Lucky you. Khonshu gets on Mark's nerves all the time.” Hearing your laughter sent a pleasant shiver down his spine.

Selim wanted to be considerate and not rush you, but he noticed how he was getting closer and closer to you. His heart was beating fast and he hoped you wouldn't notice. He looked over at Mark and Hathor's avatar and saw that they were almost done. He had to hurry. "Y/N?" You looked at him questioningly. "This might be a bit hasty, but can we exchange numbers?" He could see the astonishment on your face. A smile formed and you were about to reply when Mark came and pulled you away. "Come on, we have to hurry." "Wait, Mark.", you said and wanted to gave Selim your number, but Mark didn't let himself be turned away. "Man, you dumbass." You call out when you're outside.

"We don't have time to care about dating stuff," Mark said firmly, pulling you further. What he didn't know was that Selim came through the doorway and heard you two. He was happy you would have giving him your number if you could, but he was starting to dislike Mark. Hathor's avatar came to a halt beside him. "We will definitely see them again, don't worry Selim." He nodded and hoped she was right. 

It actually didn't take long for you to see each other again. But the circumstances were not what you wished for. Mark was dead and you and Layla were chasing Harrow. He was about to break into the pyramid. The other avatars were already there, facing Harrow. But you saw what Harrow was capable of. You plucked up courage and before Harrow could seal their deaths, you jumped on top of him and you both fell to the ground. With all your strength you try to take his cane away from him. The source of his power. The avatars or their gods looked at you in shock. Although Selim had just given his body to Osiris, he still knew everything that was happening. He couldn't believe what he saw. Harrow fought you and managed to kill 3 of the avatars. And now both Osiris and Selim understood why you had thrown yourself at Harrow. Osiris admired your strong will, even when you were losing.

"Why are you standing in my way. You don't have a chance against me.” Harrow spoke as he grabbed you by the collar. At that moment, Selim took over his body and ran towards you. He snatched you from the fanatic's hands and dragged you behind him. Now the fourth avatar also fell. Selim and Osiris knew they couldn't stop Harrow and Osiris disappeared into the underworld. You wouldn't find out until much later that he did this to free Mark and Steven. Selim pulled you behind a wall and down a hallway. His only goal was to keep you safe.

You got injured during the fight and a laceration adorned your forehead. Everything hurt and you were happy when Selim finally came to a stop. He turned to you, took your face in his hands and worriedly looked at your wound. His brown eyes were so dark they were almost black. That's why they reflected the light so much. Your eyes got lost in his and when he noticed your gaze he looked you in the eyes too.

He couldn't avert his gaze and leaned forward almost imperceptibly. For the last two days all he could think about was you and what your reunion could be like. He felt the electricity between you and wet his lips. You did the same and you leaned a little closer too. He saw this as consent and closed the distance between you. His soft lips met yours and they moved gently against yours.

You placed a hand on his chest while one of his hands went from your cheek to your neck to deepen the kiss. The tingling in your stomach increased and you pressed yourself against Selim. He gasped softly and licked your bottom lip in response to your action. He asked to be let in, and you were happy to grant him that. The kiss deepened even more and he held you tightly against him. His hand that was on your cheek now traveled down to your back to pull you even closer to him. You tried to grab hold of his short hair and held him close to you by his shirt. Even if one of you both wanted to put some distance between you now, the other would have had to let go of him first, that's how tight you held on each other.

Selim breathlessly broke the kiss. He gasped a little before he asked: "When the fight is over, do we want to go out to dinner together?" You nodded and immediately pulled him into a kiss again, which he greedily returned. It wasn't long before you were pinned against the nearest wall and could feel the bulge in his pants against you. You were already a panting mess. His shirt was pulled out of his pants, the tie was hanging loosely around his neck and you didn't look much better either. You kissed and looked at each other with lustful eyes. Selim couldn't believe that the second encounter with you led to a making-out-session, but he couldn't complain.

"Maybe we should help the others in the fight." You whisper breathlessly, even if you would much rather be alone here with Selim. He nodded but didn't move. A moment later he said, "You're hurt and you need someone to take care of you. None of us are able to fight or stand against Harrow.” His eyes, even more darkened with lust, looked at you, waiting for an answer. You just nod, grab his tie and pull him into another kiss.

He pulled you away from the wall without breaking the kiss, picked you up and placed you on the base of a statue destroyed by Harrow's intrusion. You wrapped your legs around his waist and your arms behind his back. You grabbed hold of the back of his shirt and pulled him against you. His body pounded against you and he moaned as his covered erection pressed between your legs. He was breathing heavily with excitement and it was no different for you. The kiss broke and he looked at you pleadingly. You nod again in response and to your surprise he goes on his knees. He undid your belt without breaking eye contact. You helped him pull down your pants and now his gaze wandered between your legs. He gasped in excitement when he saw how wet you were to him.

"Tell me, all you could think about was me, couldn't you?" he breathed, kissing your inner thighs. When you said yes, he gently placed his lips on your folds and kissed them tenderly before running his tongue between them. He tasted you and another moan escaped him. Your smell and taste, so intense that it clouded his mind and he couldn't think of anything else. With a firm grip he held your legs on his shoulders and began to eat you out. His gasps grew louder as he wrapped his lips around your most sensitive spot and began to suck. This was the first time he heard your moan and he fell in love with the sound. One of your hands grabbed the back of his head and pulled him even closer while you braced yourself with the other.

You pressed him against your core so hard he couldn't breathe, but he didn't mind, he just kept licking and sucking. His cock twitched in his pants, begging for release. But Selim ignored it as best as he could. He wanted you to cum before he undressed himself. His grip on your left leg loosened and his hand slipped between your legs to guide two fingers into your entrance. Meanwhile, he continued to lick your clit, basking in the feeling and your moans. This increased more and more and you felt the tingling in your stomach getting more and more intense. You pushed yourself against him even more and started to move your hips. "I'm close," you choke out between moans and Selim's gaze wandered up to you as he continues to pleasure you.

There was so much admiration next to lust in his eyes. He wanted to see you when you came. He longed for you, wanted to adore you, feel you and make you his. You came with a stifled scream and threw your head back. The most beautiful creature I have ever seen, Selim thought. He brought you through your orgasm, tasted you and adored you. The orgasm subsided and you look down at him. There was so much adoration in his eyes. You bend down to him as he reaches out to you, caught in another kiss. You pulled him up to you and opened his shirt.

 Your hands slid over his now bare chest and you looked at Selim how much he enjoyed it. He was well built, if not as muscular as Mark. His chest was covered in brown chest hair as you'd expect from an Eastern European. His breathing quickened as your hands slid from his chest, over his stomach, to his waistband. Selim gasped as you unbuckled his belt and pulled his pants down. His erection jumped out at you, surrounded by a cropped wreath of pubic hair. Selim was well cared for.

You bend forward again and kiss his chest as you enclose his cock in one hand. His perfume hit you and clouded your senses. He smelled good and you enjoy that as you kiss now his flat stomach. His hand gently rested in your hair and he looked at you imploringly. "I need you," he whispered. You grin and lift his member up to kiss the tip. A long groan escaped the older man. The mischievous grin was tugging at your lips and you decided to test it out. Again you gently kiss the tip before you suddenly take it in your mouth and swallow it completely. He thrust against your throat, but you suppress the gag reflex. Selim, taken completely by surprise, cannot stop his moans as they echo loudly off the pyramid walls. The feeling of your mouth was so intense he could have come instantly.

He looked at you startled and at the same time begging, without being able to formulate a word. He's desperately trying to fight the urge to thrust into your mouth. You retreated, only to lunge forward again at the same speed, making his member disappear. Selim didn't know what was happening to him, he just knew that he wanted it to never end. But he knew that if you kept going like this, he wouldn't be able to last much longer. So he pulled back, pulling you back into an upright sitting position and getting between your legs.

A pleading look from him and a nod from you gave him the permission he needed. He positioned himself and slowly entered you. His eyes half closed, as did yours, as he felt your tightness and pushed further and further into you. He gave you a moment to get used to him before beginning gentle thrusts. It was the first time you'd made love, so he wanted to keep it soft and romantic, even when the circumstances weren't conducive. But hearing your moans and being inside you overcame him and soon he lost his temper. He grabbed your hips in a tight grip and thrust into you faster and more uncontrollably. You knew he wasn't far away and you too could already feel the approaching orgasm. You were a moaning mess as he thrust into you harder and harder. None of you cared anymore who noticed it. Selim looked at you with eyes veiled with lust, worshiped you and enjoyed the feeling of being inside you. He felt himself getting closer to being released, and his moans and gasps grew louder. His grip was so tight you were sure you'd be bruised tomorrow.

Selim's body tensed and he thrust into you even more uncontrollably than before. You were so damn close and your hips met his as you countered him with your hip movements. You wanted to feel him, feel him coming and mark you as his. You lean forward a little and moan: "Come for me Selim." That's all it took. Hearing those words out of your mouth, hearing how much you want him, got him over the edge. He groaned loudly and stretched out and shot his load into you. His moans faltered as the sensations of his orgasm overcame him and he continued to thrust into you. You came together and Selim felt you tighten around him.

He rode out both of your climaxes than standing over you, exhausted and supported. Sweat glistened on his forehead and his breathing was shallow. He didn't pull out of you as he looked at you with amorous eyes. "Mine." Was the only thing he managed to say. "Yours," you said softly as you pulled him into a tight hug. Exhausted, he laid his head on your shoulder and closed his eyes. He inhaled your scent deeply and enjoyed the closeness. For a while you just lied arm in arm on the plinth before you both decided to check on the others. When you got dressed you felt his loving eyes on you and you couldn't help but return them. "Tomorrow night at 6 p.m.?" he asks as he buttons his shirt and straightens his tie. You're smiling. "Tomorrow evening at 6 p.m.," you confirm.