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geeky-politics-46 · 2 years ago

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I just want to say I am so blown away by the sweet comments on this story. I seriously cannot tell you how much the comment's, and you peeps, mean to me.

Ps. Thanks to a question posed by @ppatricia34me the story is going to get a follow up 😉

His Prize

Smut - Explicit content - NSFW - 18+ only!

Pairing: Sinister Stephen Strange x Reader

Summary: Stephen just can't seem to get enough of you, so he steals himself a little prize while you are in the shower.

Warnings: Smut (NSFW) - 18+ ONLY - male masturbation, panty stealing, reference to oral sex, vaginal sex, dirty talk

It was like he was a horny awkward teenager again. Now that you were there with him. All his thoughts revolved around you. Everything from the sweet way you smiled at him to the sinful way you would lick something off your fingertips during dinner. It all made him think of sex. Specifically sex with you. As much of it and in as many ways as possible.

All the positions he could have you in. All the sides of your personality, one by one, showing through as he worked on you. Sweet and caring, whispering loving words to him one minute transforming into savage and feral, begging for him to call you his little slut the next.

All the surfaces he could fuck you on or against. He even had a list of what pieces of furniture he wanted to see if the two of you could break while fucking. That was the upside of the universe already being in shambles. No harm in breaking a few more things when so much was already broken.

All of these images and thoughts seemed to loop endlessly in his mind. It was amazing he wasn't hard 24 hours a day with the way his hormones seemed to be in overdrive.

On the one hand, it wasn't surprising. Having spent so long alone, of course, he was going to react this way when a beautiful woman suddenly shows up as the only other person in the universe. It was basic biology at it's simplest. The need and drive to create more humans continued, even in a dying world.

On the other hand, he was still amazed at the way his own body reacted to you. Even just the smell of you, or the sound of your voice from another room. The powerful sorcerer wasn't accustomed to being caught so off guard, and everything you did threw him off balance. It had him thinking things he knew he shouldn't.

Even now that you were together, officially an item, he still found his mind and body fighting his baser urges. He didn't want to reveal to you just how much of a hold you had on him. He wanted to play it cool, but how could he when everything you did got him going?

That is how he found himself in this predicament. He had shut himself away in his study after he had absconded with his stolen prize. A beautiful deep purple lace pair of your panties. The ones he knew you had been wearing before you went to shower.

He could almost still feel the warmth of your skin on the fabric. Just nearly. That wasn't the part of you he was most concerned about, though. It was your scent. The essence of you that had soaked into the fabric.

He let the delicate lace dangle from his fingers at eye level as he closed his eyes and inhaled deeply. A smirk crossing his face as a growl came from deep in his chest. He could smell that you had gotten aroused at some point while wearing them.

Perhaps it was in bed that morning. When he had started kissing your neck? No, that couldn't have been it. You were both already naked then. It must have been when he cornered you in the library and proceeded to make out with you until you both nearly knocked down a bookshelf.

As he started to inspect your panties, he saw the last traces of your wetness remained. Your sweet nectar that he craved like the last drop of water in a dry desert. He let his tongue lightly lick over the patch. It wasn't nearly enough to sate his hunger, but it was plenty enough to get him even more turned on.

He quickly worked to undo his robes as he sat down on the plush upholstery of the small loveseat. Pulling his pants down just enough to free his throbbing length. Pre-cum already starting to leak from the tip and already fighting the urge to wrap your panties around himself. He knew just how needy he looked as scrambled to get at himself.

There was something so depraved about the thought that his appetite for you was so ravenous that he couldn't control himself and had resorted to stealing your used panties to jack off with. He just couldn't get his mind to concentrate on anything but you. He would be lying if he said that he wasn't afraid his hunger would scare you off or make you think all he wanted was your body.

So, instead of just pouncing on you or jumping in the shower with you, he decided this was the safer route for now. He wondered if he would confess to you what he was doing. What you would say. Would it turn you on to know the effect you had on him? Would you tell him he was naughty? Your dirty boy.

He kinda liked the thought of that. Of you calling him your dirty boy. He so loved the way you sometimes took control in bed. He had gotten into the habit of asking for permission to cum, wanting to hear you tell him it was okay. God, he wanted to obey every word you said. He wanted to be such a good boy for you.

He moaned out loud at that thought as he nuzzled the lace of your panties with his sharp cheekbone. His other hand finally going to grip his cock. Squirming as he tried not to begin thrusting into his fist. He wanted to take his time with this. Really cherish the prize the gods had bestowed on him.

He let his mind drift through a variety of scenarios. Finally settling on one of his favorites. You, all needy for him and coming to his study to beg for him to please you. Him letting you take what you needed from him, and him just enjoying you. Before he would inevitably turn the tables and pound you so hard you couldn't stand up afterward.

It was a scenerio you had played out together a few times before, but he still had lots of ways he wanted it to go. Mainly positions to fuck you in and pretty little things to beg him for. Perhaps this time he would have you bent over the desk. Maybe you had come into his office and promptly bent over for him. Already whining and writhing in need.

Wiggling your little panty covered pussy in his face like an animal in heat. Letting him discover just how wet you were when he reached over and pulled your panties to the side. Your perfect tight little cunt drooling for him and right at eye level. Oh fuck yes, this was the fantasy he wanted today.

In his mind he couldn't help but dive face first into your pussy. Licking up every drop of your sweet nectar, letting nothing go to waste. He could practically cum right now solely from the thought eating you out. Even just the fantasy of it with his face buried in your panties was enough to have him throbbing.

Short sharp ruts of his hips as he let his hand start to stroke up and down his long, hard shaft. He refused to really begin working himself until he was fucking you in his imagination. He hated to rush, but he knew eventually he would be discovered by you.

So he let his imagination skip forward a bit to the main event. Your naked body pressed flat face down on his desk, him standing naked behind you. One hand on the center of your back and his other clasped with yours. His eyes locked on the reflection of you two in the mirror across from his desk.

Watching your face as he teased the head of his cock over your dripping slit. Sliding it up and down over and over. Letting you start to whimper and whine, begging for more.

He would imagine you were just as wrecked for him as he is for you.

"Oh kitten, falling to pieces already, and we've hardly gotten started. Don't worry, honey. Daddy will take care of you, just like you take such good care of me."

He could almost feel how he would slowly start to breach your tight hole. Moving almost painfully slow. Letting you feel each inch as your body stretched to accommodate him. Wrapping tight around his cock like you cunt was made just for him.

You always felt so much better than his hand, but the sight of your panties wrapped around his shaft looked nearly as sinful as the sight of you cunt swallowing him. Letting his pre-cum drip from his swollen flushed head before smearing it around. He imagined it was your arousal coating him instead of his own.

Stephen slowly started to thrust his hips up into his fist, just like he would thrust into you. Keeping his eyes locked on the sight of his cock disappearing and reappearing from his fingers like it would from your wet heat. Even though he knew you would feel 10 times better than his hand ever could.

Even now with just the mental image of you and your panties to stoke the fire inside him he knew he wasn't going to last much longer. The echo of your moans ricocheting through his mind as his own grunts became too hard to silence. How beautifully your body and your voice answered his every movement. His perfect plaything.

He could feel the coil starting to tighten at the base of his spine. Bringing the lacey pair of panties back up to press against his face in and effort to conceal the deep tenor and vibration of his wanton growls. Taking the soft fabric between his teeth as he struggled to keep the speed of his thrusts slow.

Flashes of your face contorted in rapture as you whined in need below him, or even better when you lost yourself in your own pleasure as you rode his cock. A nymph who held him captive as you pursued your own need to climax. Pulling him along with you, letting him drown in your primal lust. Granting him the heavenly treat of not only being present to your undoing, but being a part of it. He was never a religious man, but he swore it was the closest he had ever had to a religious experience.

He couldn't control his own actions any farther, his own greediness blotting out any thought of dragging out his fun. He let his hand begin to speed up, and his hips started to thrust faster up into his own fist. The sound of his full balls slapping up against his hand urging him to go even faster. Even harder.

His eyes closed and pressed his face tight to the delicate fabric. Breathing in your scent as deeply as he could as he felt his own orgasm on the horizon. Wanting to hold his breath as he finally brought your panties to wrap around his cock. The change in texture making his head fall back and his mouth drop open.

He was so close. He pictured your body jolting forward on his desk as he began pounding into you harder. His body engulfing yours. Draped over you so he could mark you with a litany of kisses and bites as he fucked you. The little scratches your nails would leave on the polished wood a permanent reminder of that tryst.

As he felt himself at the precipice of orgasm he imagined you turning to lock eyes with him. Pressing your forehead to his, sweat beading along both of your bodies. The intimacy between you cresting as he imagined your cunt squeezing him tight. Needing you to cum before he could, even in his own fantasy.

He finally let himself tip over the edge at your imaginary urging. Letting your sweet voice beg for him to fill you. Picking the perfect words to let himself fall over the edge.

"Please, Stephen. Cum inside me. Mark me as yours. Need to feel you fill me up. Cum Stephen. Cum for me."

A lightning bolt shooting down his spinal cord as his hips lifted up off the couch completely. A deep growl tearing from his throat as he filled the soft fabric of your panties with his warm seed. His hips reflexively jerking with each throb of his cock. By the time he was finished the only sounds he could hear was his blood rushing in his ears and his own ragged breathing.

Stephen let himself linger in the afterglow for only a couple of moments. He knew that it wouldn't be long before you came looking for him. A simple wave of his hand and the shimmer of his violet colored magic cleaning him up and reassembling his robes. The only evidence of his exploits that remained was your panties now stained with streaks of his sticky white cum.

He slowly stood from the loveseat and walked over to the large wooden desk. Opening the bottom drawer on the right-hand side of the desk before carefully placing the soiled lacey prize into the drawer. Smiling to himself as he carefully slid the drawer shut, making sure to make as little noise as possible.

Eventually, he would give them back to you, but for now, he wasn't ready to relinquish his prize back to you just yet. At least, not until he found another pair to enjoy in their place. They were far better than any plaque or trinket from his neurosurgeon days, and they were more sacred to him than any ancient magic relic. They were a reminder that you were his, and he was yours.

They were a reminder that you were his ultimate prize.

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