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anemhoez · 6 days ago

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The King…

Mydei/AFAB!Reader

WARNINGS: choking, slight size kink, blood and language

A/N: call me the deliverer for i have deliverered 🙂‍↕️ i wanna suck the skin off of this man MY GODDDD 😭 feral, scratching, fiending, needing, crazy, scary, spooky NOT HILARIOUS IM FOAMING AT THE MOUTH!!!! 🤭🤕 (also happy valentines day! i didnt plan on posting this today 😭 but it works hehe)

MINORS DO NOT INTERACT!

The cool breeze atop the mountain pricked your skin deliciously as you cooled down from your run. With a heavy breath, you sat on a nearby ruined wall waiting for Mydei, your instructor for the past couple of months. You were busy working your way up the ranks in the Okhema legion, thanking Lady Aglaea everyday for assigning you to the man you were certain was the fiercest and strongest warrior in all the land.

The would be king of Castrum Kremnos was uncharacteristically tardy today however, having you here waiting for almost half an hour now. You sighed impatiently and resigned yourself to preparing your sword for sparring with him, trying not to let your mind wander too much about why he was so late.

It wasn’t too long after your prep that you heard his heavy footsteps approaching, causing you to stand up at the ready.

The blonde and fiery red ombré haired man met eyes with you, a smile nowhere to be found on his face as he stood before you. He looked absolutely disheveled. His usual tidy braid was undone and his golden armor barely on his body properly as he hastily tried to adjust it before getting started.

“How inconsiderate of you, keeping your student waiting! Surely this is not the example you wish to set for me?” you said with a laugh, quickly shutting up when he focused his golden eyes on you as his fingers quickly finished fixing his armor, his hands moving to rest at his sides. “Anything else you wish to say?”

You shook your head and took in his form further as his own stare trailed down your body. The red and purple marks that had already bloomed on his neck and collarbones stood out against his skin, the scratches on his arms almost followed the lines of his bright red tattoos. You adjusted your stance, his eyes finally done checking you over, “You’re injured?” he said with a grunt as he moved closer, no detail ever getting past his keen eyes.

You watched as he squatted before you, taking your ankle in his armoured hands. You fought back the flush that threatened to erupt over your body as he looked up at you. “You’re still so carless with your body. Just how do you expect to fight like a Chrysos Heir if you can’t even maintain a strong physique?” He scoffed and stood up, letting go of your ankle unceremoniously.

“I slipped on some stones while on my run waiting for you to arrive!” You yelped as if it was his fault and not the stones being slightly slick from the morning dew. The sudden thought of him spending the morning with someone who was more important than you flashed through your head and you realized just how whiney you must have sounded in that moment. But it didn’t stop you from pondering about what exactly had he done to that person he shared his time with to warrant those scratches and marks?

“I was preoccupied. My apologies.” he said and turned from you, his half exposed back donning those same types of scratches. You almost spat back sarcastically, but as if he read your mind, he cut off your thoughts. “I will let your slip of the tongue pass for now, but from now own,” he said in his deep voice as his hand rested on his belt. “You will speak to me only when spoken to, understand?”

A part of you wanted to resist, the two of you having had many childish banter type of conversations before, but you just nodded instead. “Yes, my lord.” you said with a bow and stood at the ready awaiting his tutelage. “Go, run.” he said simply and your body tensed, about to protest but he need only give you a look before you turned on your heel with a grunt.

The pain in your ankle wasn’t as bad as when you first slipped, but by the time you returned from your run, it was throbbing. You walked back with a slight limp, “So, what’s next?” you huffed and he simply pointed to the bandage roll and small tub of salve on the ruined wall you were sitting on earlier.

You sighed and sat down on the cold stone, applying the remedy and wrapping your ankle. “Take five.” he said as he sat next to you.

You moved your ankle around and sighed, looking over to Mydei who was busy on his teleslate. He must have sensed your eyes on him, “Have something on your mind?” he said with a smirk.

“Did you, get in a fight last night? Or, this morning?” you asked stupidly, already knowing exactly what he had gotten into. Mydei put his teleslate away and leaned back, “You could say that.” He stretched out his arms and looked at the scratches that had piqued your curiosity.

“But of course, I always emerge victorious.” his voice was cockier than usual, his arms flexing as he crossed them over his chest.

You expected this behavior from the rumors you heard about him, the prince turned Chrysos Heir was known among the other soldiers for his prowess and his, considerable size.

“I don’t think I need to remind you that-“ you were about to remind him about the agreement the two of you made when you signed on to be his student.

“I know. And again, I apologize. You have my word it will not happen again.” He seemed sincere, and remorseful for wasting your precious time. You stood up and bowed, “Thank you, shall we get started then?”

He nodded and stood to his feet, the size difference between the two of you evident when he stood before you. You inhaled his musky clove scent, his hand moving to your cheek. His clawed armor gently brushing against your skin as he rolled his eyes.

“Gods, what a reckless student I have.” he said as his thumb rubbed against the scratch on your cheek. You quickly moved away from him and shrugged it off, “Says the man who charges recklessly into battle just cause he’s immortal.” He couldn’t hold back a smile as the two of you readied yourselves to begin sparring.

“Again.” Mydei spoke calmly, not even looking your way as you readied yourself. You had been running this maneuver for a while now, and you were exhausted.

“Surely I’ve already perfected this specific move, just how long will i have to continue?“ Mydei just turned to you, “Again!” he said with more conviction in his voice. You sighed and immediately rushed to him, sword above your head, but he easily dodged you.

He swiftly moved aside and grabbed you by your collar, “It’s as if you’ve learned nothing.” he said and easily tossed you aside.

Your sword clanged to the ground as you landed on your side. “You haven’t perfected anything at all, mortal.” You groaned out in frustration, “I would’ve sliced through your arm had you not been wearing armor!.” you exclaimed and stood up quickly.

He scoffed and you watched as he began removing the armor from his arms, attempting to level the playing field for you. His tattooed skin exposed, more scratch marks telling a story of where he had been that morning.

“You believe my enhancements give me an upper hand?” He spoke angrily as he tossed them to the ground. “Come at me now, reckless student.”

You charged at him again, this time with just your fists. The two of you exchanged blow for blow, managing to dodge each other’s attacks easily. He chuckled once he realized the moves you were using were his own and you kept at it until he started to play dirty.

He kicked out your leg from under you about to knock you off balance, but you caught yourself and pushed him back with a headbutt.

His head snapped back but the immortal man before you recovered quickly, a smile spreading on his face. “Thats it, fighting like a true warrior!” He yelled and lunged forward, returning the favor with a headbutt of his own.

Your vision went blurry as you stepped back, covering your nose, attempting to feign a serious injury to get him to lower his guard.

“Ouch!” you yelped and he quickly came to you, breathing heavy and trying to wave it off as you pretended to cry. He smirked and reached down to see the damage but was quickly overtaken by you and thrown onto his back.

You then snatched the heirloom he wore proudly from his neck, your hands immediately going to choke him. The look on his face was surprised at first, then it fell to one of concern as you tried to squeeze at the taught muscles. He was silent as you squeezed his neck, even the birds chirping close by knowing it would take more than this to truly kill him.

You soon came to your senses once you met eyes with him as a blush was beginning to creep on his cheeks, the space where your lower bodies touched stiffening against his pants.

You could feel his bulge against your clothed body, immediately letting go of his neck. You were too taken aback to move, simply looking down at him as he avoided your gaze.

What felt like a few awkward minutes, was really only a few seconds of silence before he trailed his hands gently up your thighs. He finally sat up, his face so close to yours that you felt his breath on your lips. The two of you locked eyes, breaths mingling so closely together for the first time.

Your heart rate picked up as his claws dug into your skin, a silent plea for you to move your hips against him. You rutted against him apprehensively as a deep growl came from his throat. He shut his eyes as he gripped you tighter, bringing you closer so that your core was right on top of him. You whimpered breathlessly, feeling just how big he was under you. your gut soon erupting with that familiar feeling of a rubber band about to snap.

Your hands went to his shoulders, then to his back where you dragged your nails against his already wounded skin. You probably seemed so desperate, whining like a bitch in heat and rutting hard against your instructor. Your mouth went to his, his lips hot against yours as the two of you finally closed the gap and kissed.

You’d be lying to yourself and all of Okhema if you said you hadn’t imagined this very thing over and over again. Especially after class when he’d be sweaty and out of breath.

You imagined his large frame above you, below you, and behind you as he took you right on this mountaintop. And Hearing the rumors about him as a lover didnt help ease those thoughts either.

You wanted him, bad. But it looks as though it was only one sided, as he moved his hands up your back and to your shoulders. He pushed you back gently and away from his sweet and tender kiss.

You immediately stood up and moved away from him, “My lord please accept my apologies, I overstepped!” you bowed, hoping to hide your face from the sheer embarrassment you felt.

He stood up and turned away from you, clearing his throat before he spoke, “We’re done for today, go get some rest.” he said simply and headed off without another word after collecting his things.

You arrived for training the next day, only to see Phainon standing where Mydei usually did. “It’s about time!” he said with a smile as you walked up. You bowed to him and he immediately assured you that that behavior wouldn’t be necessary. “Does Mydei make you bow to him? How absurd!” he said with a laugh.

You shook your head, “Well no but he never says anything when I do it so, I suppose it’s a habit of mine now.” The silver haired man nodded, “Well alright then, shall we begin?” You looked around, wondering why Mydei wasn’t here, soon remembering what happened the day before. “I don’t mean to be rude your grace but, is Mydei not joining us? Is he alright?” your face went hot, hoping he didn’t know the details of yesterday’s class, what with being such good friends and all.

He blushed, “Calling me your grace isnt necessary either, makes me feel, old.” he cleared his throat. “And no, he wanted me to extend his apologies and remorse. He also asked if I could take over your training from here on, if that’s s ok with you of course.” Your heart sank, realizing you had indeed overstepped the day prior. “Did he, give you any reason as to why? Was I underperforming or-?“

Phainon put his hands out in front of him, “Not at all! He actually praised your skill, he simply needs a break. After the events with Nikador, he’s much more overwhelmed than he lets on.” He looked at you as he cleared his throat, thinking you must be very uncomfortable with this new arrangement. “Will there be an issue? Should I send for another instructor?”

You immediately shook your head, “Gods no youre gr- uhm, Lord Phainon! I’m honored truly! It’s just a bit surprising is all, but I look forward to learning from you.” you said in appreciation and stopped yourself from bowing to him.

The two of you sparred and you indeed learned a few new things from him, but his style was completely different from the man you were used to. You were grateful to have another Chrysos Heir think you worthy enough of their time, but you agreed to be taught by Mydei and a part of you really missed him. The man that you had idolized for years now.

“Alright great work today! How about a drink later? My treat!” he said with a bright smile. “Tonight? Are you not too busy, my lord?” you asked, knowing just what his title as demigod entailed. He waved you off playfully, “Nonsense, i could use some relaxation, and please, Phainon is just fine!”

You nodded and soon headed home. Alrhough Phainon did his best to assure you Mydei was fine, you couldnt help but think it was all your fault for his resignation. You thought it a grand idea to mull over your thoughts with some good wine, and having a cute knight by your side wasn’t so horrible.

Later on that evening, you arrived at the tavern Phainon told you to meet him at. You felt slightly odd, dressed down and out of your fighting gear. You opted for a simple silk dress and your favorite pearl bracelets, family heirlooms your mother gifted you when you left your small village to fight for Okhema. You knew you cleaned up nicely and the looks you were getting as you walked in proved it. You adjusted your shawl you wore around your shoulders and looked around, hoping to find Phainon sitting somewhere nearby.

Your eyes fell on your former instructor Mydei, his hand rising to signal the barkeep for another round. Your heart raced, wanting to run out, but you stopped when you felt a familiar presence behind you.

“You made it!” Phainon’s cheery voice brought you out from your hasty escape plan. “Yeah, looks like Mydei is here too, shall we sit with him?” you looked down at your hands, hoping this interaction between the three of you wouldn’t be too weird.

“Hey, you alright?” Phainon’s voice was soft as he brought your face to look up at him gently. “Yes, I-I’m fine.” you smiled and the two of you turned to head over to where Mydei sat. “You look absolutely stunning by the way.” the knight said, making sure it was loud enough for his friend to hear. You thanked him kindly and upon turning towards the bar, you met with Mydei’s sharp golden eyes, his face looking incredibly unamused with what he just saw and heard.

“Good, you’re here too! Drinks are on me.” Phainon got the barkeeps attention as you sat in the empty seat between the two men. You sat quietly as you waited, unsure of how to start a conversation, thinking that Mydei probably didn’t even want to speak to you.

The drinks arrived and Phainon encouraged a salute. “So, how did you like class today? Learn anything?” Phainon asked before taking a swig from his cup. “I definitely did my lord, thank you for sharing your expertise with me.” you thanked him and he clinked his glass against yours.

Mydei audibly groaned before taking a sip causing Phainon to chuckle. and lean over to address him. “Oh what’s that? Feeling inferior?” he asked the warrior as he raised an eyebrow.

Mydei flicked his eyes to his friend, “To you? Never in a million years.” he spoke clearly and with confidence. You watched him take a deep sip from his cup, the drink spilling out the sides and onto his chin. He slammed the cup on the counter and wiped the crimson liquid that resembled blood off of his face.

You realized you were staring, caught yourself and quickly downed your glass. “Thirsty?” Phainon asked playfully. “I suppose so, it’s been a long week.” You answered, soon venting about the very mundane things that happened the past few days.

You then remembered what transpired between you and Mydei, suddenly ceasing from speaking, the thought making your hands sweaty. The three of you sat quietly, awkwardly sharing a silence that was so thick it could be cut by a knife.

Phainon suddenly excused himself and the tension just rose even further. You and Mydei sat in an uncomfortable silence now, neither one of you knowing what to do, as if the two of you suddenly forgot how to speak the common tongue. You inhaled the stifling air and finally turned to him.

“I’m sorry about yesterday, I should never have, you know. Please don’t let that stop you from teaching me Lord Mydei.” you spoke quickly, hoping to get it off of your chest as soon as possible in case he decided to walk away from you. He finally turned to you, his mouth twisting into a grimace.

Gods he seemed angry, did he hate you now? You suddenly felt so guilty, hoping Phainon would come back and diffuse the situation. “You have nothing to be sorry for, I should have practiced more restraint.” he said with a sigh. “I pride myself in self control everywhere but the battlefield so, I should be the one to apologize.”

You were going to press him further but the silver haired knight returned in that moment. “Another round?” he offered with a smile, looking over at Mydei for reassurance. Would he really have to up the stakes to get his friend to finally confess to you?

You nodded and Mydei just grunted as his friend ordered for them. Phainon moved closer to you, his arm reaching behind you and tugging on your shawl. “You’re not too hot with this?” he asked with a smile, holding the silk in his fingers. He winked playfully at you, your head too busy thinking of how foolish you were to notice his advances.

You honestly thought for a second if you were, and slipped the shawl from your shoulders. “Actually I kind of am.” you laughed absentmindedly and the two men watched as you exposed more of your skin to them.

Mydei slammed his cup down onto the bar, the loud bang causing you and Phainon to look over at him. “May I have a word with you Lord Phainon?” His voice was serious as he walked up between the two of you. You felt a faint heat radiating from the prince as his clawed hand scratched at the wooden material of the bar in front of you. “Outside?”

Phainon met his eyes with a smile. “Of course.” he said slightly apprehensively, his eyes flicking to yours before he got up and walked out of the bar with a very angry Mydei.

Mydei walked in front of phainon, his hands slightly glowing red as he breathed hard. “Mydeimos?” his friend called him by his full name in jest, knowing exactly what he was feeling, but feigning ignorance instead to let him know his advances towards you weren’t meant to be taken seriously.

“What in the hells do you think you’re doing?” he asked bluntly, keeping his distance as to not hurt his close friend and rival. Phainon scoffed, “I’m trying to help out my friend who’s doing a horrible job at trying to get the person he loves to sleep with him. How’s about a bit of gratitude?” the knight said slyly as his friend paced back and forth.

“You know I don’t want to just sleep with them! My feelings are real, and the only thing you’re doing is pissing me off! So get lost, deliverer.” he said angrily and headed back into the tavern. Phainon just shook his head and headed home. “Well fuck me and my efforts then!” he exclaimed to no one but himself.

You asked the barkeep for a glass of water and prepared to leave, right as Mydei walked back into the tavern. “Oh, were you heading out?” he asked observing how you looked like you were ready to head off. “It’s getting late, where’s Phainon?” you asked and he sighed. “He had to go, he extends an apology and says he’ll see you for training in two days.”

You finally realized what was going on now that Phainon wasn’t coming back. Actually Phainon seemed to make sure to get close and be extra flirty with you. Did Mydei tell him something? Does Mydei have feelings for you too? Did Phainon plan this whole thing?

“Ah, right.” was all you said as the two of you soon sat in another awkward silence. He cleared his throat to start up a new conversation, not wanting the night to end early.

“So, how is the deliverer as a teacher?” he asked with a smug laugh. “Skilled, but I could tell he was holding back.” You leaned forward with a sigh, hoping that your silent pleas could sway Mydei to pick you up as a student again.

“Is that so? Did you tell him you’re much stronger than you look?” he asked and his eyes fixed on you. Your eyes went wide and you tried to hold back a smile but failed. “Did you just, give me a compliment Lord Mydei?”

He went red, his face turning away from you. “What I mean to say is, did you let him know he doesnt need to hold back?” he said with an awkward cough.

You let his praise sink in, finally being acknowledged by the man you considered to be the strongest warrior in the city. “I let him teach me how he pleased, I figured it wouldnt be long before you came back?” you asked him with an eyebrow raised.

He went quiet again, opening his mouth to speak but no words came out. Your breath hitched in your throat, your hands getring sweaty once again as you tried to still your nerves. “It’s probably best that Phainon remains your instructor, after what happened.”

You nodded and thought about how foolish you were for reacting the way you did. You wanted to take that moment back, hating how you had made him feel. “It shouldn’t have happened and I’m sorry that I put you in that position.” He said as he took a drink and downed his glass completely, the sheer amount of alcohol he had consumed not even having an effect on his immortal body. “Does Phainon know what happened?” you asked, feeling even more inadequate now, wondering if he had said something about you to him.

“No, that’s not something I’d brag about, he only knows what I told him to tell you.” he sighed and you were about to cry from embarrassment when he laughed. “Didn’t stop him from trying to make me jealous tonight though, he’s cunning I’ll give him that.”

He turned to you with a smirk, “He’d go crazy if he knew we kissed, he already thinks there’s something going on between us.” Your head went fuzzy, trying hard to piece together what he was saying. “Sorry what?”

Mydei chuckled, “A teacher with their student is propostrous, dont you think?” Your eyes were fixed on his lips as he talked. “Of course, proposterous.” you gulped, nodding along as he moved closer, his hand now on your thigh. “That’s why phainon will be your teaher from now on. So there’s no conflict of interest?” His eyes went to your lips, his tongue darting out to lick his own in anticipation. It’s as if the room went suddenly silent, with only the two of you here in this moment as he leaned closer and closer. “ And perhaps I can still, give you, private lessons?” His voice and words cut through you wholly, his hand squeezing your thigh as you met his gaze once again.

He closed the gap and kissed you, in front of everyone in this tavern, not caring what rumors might spread about the two of you. You pulled away from him however, a sudden apprehension overtaking you. You remembered the marks on his neck, the scratches he received from someone else. Someone you assumed to be his lover.

He observed your reaction and pulled back. “I’m sorry! I assessed the moment incorrectly it seems.” He turned away from you and stared into his empty cup, the frown on his face somewhat endearing.

“Mydei, surely you have a significant other? Those marks you had on your body the other day, I know they weren’t from an actual fight.” you said as a heat crept on your cheeks. He rubbed the back of his head, “Right. That was just someone I used to keep my bed warm.” he said, not intending for it to come out as smugly as it did.

You nodded with a laugh, “Oh, I see. Then you mean to use me to keep your bed warm as well?” you asked him honestly, a judging eyebrow raising as you looked at him. His smile dropped, “It’s not like that, I swear to you.” the sincerity that dripped in his voice made your heart flutter. “Oh yeah? And how’s that?” you asked playfully, the smile that spread on your face making it seem to him like you thought this was all a joke. The warrior stood up immediately, “Because I actually like you!”

The tavern went quiet for real this time, the two of you looking around awkwardly. He grunted and sat back down, sighing deeply. “God if Phainon could see me now.” he said with his head in his hands. You giggled, “I appreciate your honesty my lord.” Your hands shook as you downed the last of your drink, readying yourself to confess your feelings back. “I like you too, more than you might think.”

You quickly turned away with a flushed face, the cocky smirk on his face making you want to take that confession back in jest. “There’s s no going back now, darling.” he said as he pulled you closer to him. “I always had a feeling you know, not much can get past me.” he whispered in your ear before kissing it.

“Hush now,” you said and pushed him away playfully with your elbow. You turned back to him, his golden stare never faltering. “I’d like that private lesson now, King Mydei.” you said and bit your bottom lip, your hand going to his thigh.

Mydei’s private chambers were just as elaborate as you expected. Extravagant decor befitting that of a man of royal birth. The red and gold silks, the plush pillows on his bed and the fine weaponry that adorned the walls gave you a tiny glimpse of what his life might have been like in his homeland. There was even a private bath in the corner, very different from the public ones in the city from what you could see. “Why is that water golden?” You asked before he scooped you up and brought you to his very soft and comfy bed. “Exclusive to the Chrysos Heirs, perhaps we can enjoy it together later.”

He sat down on the edge of his bed, making you straddle him as his large lap accommodated you perfectly. You grabbed his face gently and gave him a kiss, your hands trailing down to undo his braid without pulling away from the kiss. You pulled back and started to try to remove his armor as his hands rested on your lower back, his lips kising your neck and cheek desperately.

“Please let me finish my king.” you pushed him away and he groaned, leaning back for you and raising his arms to help you remove his gauntlets. Your hands then went to his ornate necklace and reached behind him to undo it correctly this time, delicately and without any bad intentions.

You then moved to undo the tie at his waist that held his tunic together. “It’s impressive how you are both naked and yet wearing so much clothing at the same time?” You giggled and he laughed along with you, his laughter quite infectious. You got off of him once you were done, slipping out of your dress. He watched as you removed your pearls and set them on the bedside table along with his necklace.

His eyes were fixed on you, watching as your hands undid the tie at your chest, the garment falling and your body going hot as you exposed your bare breasts to him. “Stunning, my love.”

Mydei reached out to you, noticing your apprehension to remove your underwear. You let him guide you to sit back on his lap. “We can go as slow as you need to.” Your heart swelled at his words and you leaned in to kiss him, your hips grinding against him as you exchanged a passionate kiss.

The two of you kissed like this for a while, the tough and brash warrior under you surprisingly gentle as his hands roamed all over your exquisite body. “Can I try something?” you asked softly against his lips. “Anything.” he answered and you pushed at his shoulders, motioning for him to get on his back. “I’ve been pondering something. What exactly happened to cause you to stir during our match the other day?”

You straddled his lap, “Was it the adrenaline from our fight? My body on yours? Or perhaps it was-?” Your hands trailed up his body, tracing his defined muscles all the way up to his neck. “My hands around your neck?” You squeezed and he moaned deeply. His bulge beneath you growing just like you had expected.

“Tighter, my love.” he asked with soft eyes and you obliged. He moaned louder as you gripped him tighter, your thumbs pressing against his adams apple just barely. He let out a strained breath, his hips bucking up against you roughly in appreciation.

You almost lost your balance from the intensity of it, retreating back to sitting on top of him and looking down into his eyes. He smiled at your tenacity and the warmth of the desire that dripped from between your legs. You leaned back on his large lap, bringing your hands to undo the belt that held his pants on his thick waist. The man under you was an absolute unit, you wondered how you were even able to fight against him on a daily basis as you finally took his glorious form completely into your mind.

With the buckle undone, you undid the button and ties that held them together, pulling them down just enough to free him from his confines. His large cock sprang free, your hands going to it immediately. “I should have known.” you said and you spit on his tip. He watched you with mesmerized eyes, your voice like a song as you praised him. The burly prince was clean shaven everywhere but here, his soft hairs trimmed short above his member, the colors matching the hair on his head.

You stroked him with one hand, the other resting on his thigh, your hands fumbling a bit, not really knowing what to do. You looked up at him, hoping he looked somewhat satisfied and caught him smirking at you devilishly. “You act as if you’ve never touched one before.” He said curiously as he leaned up on his elbows. You stopped and looked down at his intimidating cock, “Well, I havent actually.”

His smile fell, “Oh, that’s alright. I’ll teach you then.” he said before sitting all the way up and taking your mouth in a sloppy kiss. His tongue pushed up against yours, his dominance taking your breath away. He pulled away as drool dripped from your chin, his tongue quickly licking it up as he moaned. “You’re going to have to get very messy for me.” he said before standing up.

He removed the armor from his legs, laughing as you watched him undress and pretended to look at the time on your wrist. When he was finally exposed to you, you were surprised to see his red ink went further down and adorned his muscular thighs as well.

He took his dick by the base and reached out to hold you by your chin, “Open.” he said, and you opened your mouth apprehensively at first, then wider once he used his thumb to help you open it further.

“Good.” he huffed and pushed his fat tip into your mouth. You took as much of him in as you could, your mouth drooling all over him. “Mind your teeth,” he advised and pushed further in, surprised by how much of him you were able to take.

He was halfway in before you gagged, your body pulling back instinctively. “Perfect, now use both hands to stroke me.” his voice was deep and sultry and you looked up at him with teary eyes, taking him in both hands and pumping him eagerly. “Yes, just like that, my love.”

Mydei groaned, his deep growls shooting right through you and causing you to soak through your underwear even further. You sat on your knees rutting against nothing as you whined and took his tip into your mouth and sucked, his hand going to the back of yourr head. He stopped himself from pushing you further down, but you eagerly took as much of him as you could, pumping the rest of him with your hands.

You indeed got very messy for him, your saliva and his precum staining your face and dripping down your chin and onto your chest. “You’re an excellent student, learning so quickly. Keep at it.” his voice almost whiny as he complimented you.

You bravely held him by his hips now, pushing your head further down on him, almost to his base. The prince moaned deeply and breathed heavily as you almost took him all the way in. He pulled you off of him by grabbing a handful of your hair. He pumped himself as he watched you catch your breath, “May I?” he asked and you nodded as tears stung your eyes. Mydei moved closer while holding the back of your head, pushing his long thick cock into your mouth. The prince bottomed out into your mouth, releasing a satisfied moan as you scratched at his thighs, breathing through your nose so that he could enjoy your warm wet mouth further.

He locked eyes with you before pulling out completely, “You doing alright?” You nodded with hazy eyes, sticking your tongue out for him before pleading for more. “Mydei, need more of you, please.” He lifted you up and into his arms, kissing you hard while carrying you over to the bath that waited in the corner of the room. He walked the two of you into the warm golden water, his hardness hot against your slick cunt.

The water was so soothing, almost invigorating as he moved you to rest on the warm stoned edge. His hands tugged at the wet fabric of your underwear, pulling them off greedily and tearing the fabric in the process.

You felt his hands opening your legs, his fingers easily finding your slit and entering you confidently. You gripped at his back with a small yelp and he tensed up, breaking the kiss to look at you. “You’re, untouched?” he asked softly, taking your face in his hands and giving you a kiss on the cheek softly.

“Mydei, please! You don’t have to treat me like I’m made of glass.” He pulled back and looked at you, “I know that, I’ve seen you take a punch.” he said with a chuckle. You didn’t want him to treat you any differently than when the two of you sparred, but perhaps he had his reasons for being so apprehensive.

“I’ve never, laid with anyone Mydei, you will be my first.” your voice went quiet as you tried to avert his gaze, but he turned you to look at him once again. “And you’re sure about this? You wish for it to be me?” he asked as he looked at you fondly. “Absolutely.” your answer confident and sweet as you held onto him, almost scared he’d disappear right before you.

He smiled and got on his knees, taking your legs and putting them over his shoulders. Without another word he moved in, kissing your folds tenderly. You whimpered, the feeling of him so close to you like this, just lightly kissing you making your head spin. He licked up your slicked folds only once, making you buck up against him. He chuckled ftom your reaction, knowing the power he had over you in this position. But that was only because you trusted him completely, and he was honored to know that.

You looked down at him and watched as he trailed kisses from your cunt to your inner thighs, licking and sucking hard. He nipped at your skin, “I’m honored by the way. Having the privilege to be the first person to have you like this, I’ll be good to you, I promise my love.” His words were like a tether, grounding you to this mortal plane as his tongue dove back into you.

His velvety muscle prodded and pushed inside of you, becoming very familiar with the place no other tongue has had the privilege to enter. The sensations made you twitch and whine under him, his mouth sucking on your bundle of nerves as he pushed one of his thick fingers inside of you slowly and deliberately. “Mydeimos,” you huffed, holding onto his head as he worked.

The estranged prince of Castrum Kremnos moaned against you, loving the way your body reacted to him, his fingers curving and focusing on stretching you out for him. “It’s too much, gods!” you yelped and bared down on his fingers after he stuffed another one in, your climax washing over you in a wave of heat. Mydei continued, looking up at you as you threw your head back in bliss, your face soon looking down at him as he quickly sent you into another orgasm. Your overstimulated body slumped against him, your weak hands pulling his face from you as you practically begged for a kiss with small and needy babbles.

“Need you, my king.” you huffed against his wet mouth, your words sending a shockwave to his already weeping dick. He slotted himself between you, pulling away with a heavy breath as he looked down where he prodded at your entrance. “Do not hesitate to tell me if it’s too much, alright?” you nodded and put your arms around his shoulders, bracing yourself to accept him into you. He pushed his tip against you, grunting as your tightness slowly engulfed him, “Relax my love,” he said with a kiss to your cheek, “Allow me to lead, please.” You relaxed the best you could, resting your forehead against his. He grunted with a smile as he slowly pushed himself all the way in. “You take me so fucking well, look” he said and you looked down, seeing him shesthed completely inside of you. You clenched down involuntarily, causing the warrior to grip your hips roughly and push into you further. You yelped, “M-Mydei!”

He held your hips close, kissing your forehead softly. “Forgive me my love. You’re so tight around me it’s making me feral.” He stilled himself and picked you up, turning so that you now sat on him. “Let’s relax like this for a bit, yes?” he said and lay back on the warm stone, holding you on his large lap with one hand while the other was tucked under his head.

“How do you feel?” he asked with a cocky grin. “Full.” you said and reached down to touch your stomach. “I can almost feel you, here.” you said with a giggle and pressed down on your abdomen where you thought his dick rested inside you. He hissed, digging his sharp nails into your rear. “Good, I plan to mark it as mine.” he ssid and rutted against you slowly. “All mine.”

You felt him even deeper inside, your limit reached as your body pulled up a bit off of him. He held you up with one hand, allowing you to breathe and adjust yourself back onto him. “If you need to stop-“ he spoke up but you shook your head, “It’s okay, I’ll get used to it.” you huffed and slowly moved up on his shaft, arching your back as you felt his tip brush up against your spot. “Slowly, just like that.” he grunted and held you with both hands.

He guided you on his long dick, teaching you how to ride him properly, for both your pleasure and his. He looked up at you, your eyes rolling back in your head as he rolled his hips against you. “By the fucking gods,” he moaned as you engulfed him whole, rotating your hips to find new ways to feel him hit your sweet spot.

Mydei had dragged his nails against your hips, leaving scratches all along your skin, the feeling only adding to the pleasure you were feeling. “More, please my king!” you yelped out what you believed to be his proper title as he thrust into you hard, taking the air from your lungs before he stood up and carried you over to his bed.

He placed you down, not once slipping out of you, “You crave more of me but, I don’t want to hurt you.” his voice was soft as he kissed your neck, rutting against you slowly as you held onto his slippery lower back. “Please Mydei. You said it yourself, I’m stronger than I look.” You reassured him and he leaned back onto his knees. He looked down at you, pulling you further down onto his big dick. Your back arched against his cock that was so deliciously nestled inside of you as you moaned louder.

Mydei pulled out of you and thrusted back in hard, your breasts boucning wildly as he repeated the action, over and over again. “Mmh, harder!” you whined and he could only growl, lifting you up and off of the mattress, pounding into your guts roughly.

Your eyes rolled back as your toes curled, the immense pleasure making your vision blurry as he thrust into you again and again. The loud smacks of skin against skin reverberating against the walls and were occasionally accompanied by both your moans and his.

He moved to lean over you, his hands on either side of you now as sweat began to form on his brow. He leaned down, taking one of your nipples in his mouth, continuing his brutal pace and making sure you felt every ounce of pleasure imaginable. He sucked on each one eagerly, using his tongue and mouth to mark you and make a mess on your chest.

He licked a sloppy trail up from your breasts, your neck and to your mouth, “I’m going to break you my beloved, forgive me.” he warned with a huff before picking up his pace. You could barely comprehend what he was saying as the pleasure overtook your body, your hands reaching for purchase on his back, your legs wrapped tight around his waist. “Mmh yes, don’t stop my king, my god.” You praised him loudly as he buried his face in the crook of your neck, the feeling of your tight cunt around him bringing him closer and closer to his breaking point.

He continued his brutal pace however, his powerful hips and dick hitting that euphoric spot inside of you over and over, a feeling you were sure to be newly addicted to once you came undone. You were close, tears falling as you bit down on his shoulder. Your pussy baring down on him like a vice as your first vaginal orgasm crashed into you. “Mydei!” you screamed out his name, his body leaning up quickly to pull out of you in time.

He tugged om himself quickly, his seed spurting out in thick ribbons as you watched him through half lidded eyes. Your peak unlike anything you had ever felt before. The Chrysos Heir’s face above you in pure ecstasy as he came all over your spent pussy. He began saying a prayer to the gods, thanking them for creating you as he wiped the sweat from his brow.

Your pussy ached for more as you milked your pleasure as much as you could, but it was soon overtaken by a dull twinge of pain. You didnt want him knowing you were hurting, so you tried to conceal your pain, to no avail however. The shocked look on his face already let you know he knew something was wrong. “What?” you asked as you followed his eyes to where he was staring intently.

“You’re bkeeding.” he said in a defeated and sad tone. “Fuck, I knew this would happen!” he said angrily and got off of the bed. “This always fucking happens.” He walked off to a nearby table, opening the drawer and fetching some things from it. You scoffed and tried to move but both the pain and the prince stopped you. “Don’t even try it.” he said with a grumble as he quickly brought over a damp cloth to clean you up with. “Didn’t I tell you to stop me if I got too rough?!“ he exclaimed, incredibly mad at himself for damaging his precious gift from the gods above.

“But I didn’t want you to stop!” you exclaimed back, feeling equally upset that he thought he hurt you terribly. “And it’s not even alot of blood, you’re overreacting.” You said as you leaned back on the pillows allowing him to finish cleaning you without any more interruption. He leaned in to give you a kiss once he was done, “Quiet.” he said with a small smile, not wanting to hear your excuses but knowing he didn’t have a choice in that regard.

He then brought you a clean, dry cloth to wear between your legs and you soon cuddled up next to him, kissing his chest lazily as your body began to wind down for sleep. “You’re oddly prepared for that, almost as if this has happned before.” you teased and looked up at him. Mydei’s eyes were closed, his mouth in a tight frown as he sighed through his nose.

“That’s because it has.” he said as he pulled you closer. “I’m a fucking monster. Reckless and wild, no restraint whatsoever when it comes to the things I want. And it doesn’t help that I can’t die, but the people that I choose to lay with can.” You took in his worries, pulling his beautiful face to look at you as you searched his fiery gaze. “You’re no monster my king, you’re my love. And I will be your guide in reason, humanity and love. If you’ll allow me.” you said against his lips. Mydei simply nodded, “Fine, but you’ll need to recover first. Good thing you have a couple of days off from training.” He pulled you in for a kiss, his touches so incredibly gentle against you. “Your new instructor would roam all over Amphoreus just to find a way to kill me for good if I sent you out in this condition.”

The two of you soon fell asleep in each others arms, your sweet and peaceful slumber only interrupted the next morning by Mydei screaming loudly at something or someone. “I’ll have your fucking head on a pike Phainon! Keep laughing!” He exclaimed before making his way back over to you, barely audible grumbles and mumbles falling from his lips.

“The deliverer, wanted you to have this.” he said with a groan, his voice sounding so tired and done from interacting with his trickster of a friend this early in the morning. You took the box from him and opened it to observe its contents, wondering what the knight could have gifted you. Inside the box was a delicious and delectable looking order of golden honeycakes, still warm from the fire and a small bottle of rough ambrosia. But the accompanying note was what made your cheeks get hot, your body almost shooting through the ceiling in embarrassment.

“Hope you’re still breathing after last night, it would be a true shame if I lost you as a student! Stay hydrated and take as much time as you need to recover!”

Mydei took the note from you and crumpled it up, “I swear to the titan of strife himself that I’ll rip that coreflame right out of that fool’s body.” His tone sounded very serious, but he took the box from you anyway, kissing you softly on the lips and telling you that he’ll gladly feed you once the two of you washed up.

A/N: I NEED HIM TO HURT MEEEEEE!! 🗣️yesssssir 🙂‍↕️ i can just imagine the shit eating grin on Phainon’s face as he made that little care package 🤭 what a little bitch lmaoo

#honkai star rail smut #honkai starrail #mydei smut #honkai star rail x reader #mydei x reader #mydeimos #march cannot come soon enough yes godddd #the month not the character #although i am curious about whats going on with her #BIG DICK MYDEI!!!#phainon smut next?

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