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zanephillips · 9 months
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FLORIAN MUNTEANU Creed III (2023)
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yoooitssalexx · 6 months
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Ignoring the past: Balboa!daughterxViktor Drago
In which the daughter of famous heavy weight champ Rocky Balboa begins a tumultuous relationship with the son of an old enemy who brings up too many painful memories.
Part 1 // Part 2 // Part 3 // in progress
B R I A N O' C O N N E R
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On the road: Latina OFC x Brian O'Conner (NEW WIP!)
In which a beautiful Latina and a handsome ex cop meet on the road and fall in love, only to discover they both are keeping secrets.
Meet the Characters //
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nyratargaryen · 1 year
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“That’s a balanced breakfast over there.”
Florian Munteanu as Viktor Drago in Creed II (2018)
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After doing some thinking on this, I think the most interesting movie in the Creed-Rocky universe is “Creed II”:
While most of the movies in the franchise are good, Creed II fascinates me since it’s actually different in how it approaches the main conflict. Most of the movies follow the same formula of underdog boxer must triumph over superior opponent, while Creed II feels more focused on the behind-the-scenes drama and history.
This movie could’ve easily just been a revenge story. Adonis wants to avenge his dad, so he beats up the son of his dad’s killer. However, it feels like the writers of the movie wanted to dig deeper into this. While the revenge story would be simpler and more theatrical, Creed II instead asks the audience how this would be realistically.
And the answer is…really sad, actually.
You’d think that Adonis would be at Kill Bill-levels of vengeful, but he’s not. Instead, he’s more frustrated by how he’s expected to want to avenge his father. He just became world champion and yet the media is only talking about him fighting Viktor Drago. Even Donnie admits you can’t talk about the Creeds without talking about the Dragos. Sure, he does resent Ivan, of course he would. But he doesn’t have a beef with Viktor, and it shows.
Viktor wasn’t doing any better. Although he was trash talking Donnie, you can tell how frustrated he was with how he was being used to “restore” Ivan’s honor. He hated how the Russian leaders, especially his mother, were only treating him and his father well after he started winning in the ring. None of it felt genuine, it’s like he was just a racehorse to them.
When you look at Donnie and Viktor’s arcs as a whole, it’s fascinating just how the arcs work as an overall discussion on legacy. Legacy ends up being the true villain of the movie:
1) Donnie can’t establish his own legacy since he’s chained to his father’s legacy. Even though he has the belt, no one cared. They just wanted the spiritual successor to Apollo vs. Ivan.
2) Viktor was literally raised in hardship because of what happened to his father in the 1980s. Then, he realized he was being used as a way to restore his father’s legacy, which disgusted him.
3) For both Adonis and Viktor, neither of them harbored any actual hate to each other. Any feelings of resentment came solely from their fathers’ actions.
4) Rocky wouldn’t even put up pictures of his fight with Ivan, which makes sense since there wasn’t anything uplifting about that match. Sure, he ended the Cold War (lol) but it doesn’t change the fact that the fight was about vengeance.
5) Ivan was so traumatized by his defeat that he felt like he deserved his exiling. Exiled…for losing a damn boxing match. It took nearly losing his son in the ring for him to realize that reclaiming his lost glory was not worth it.
The end fight is, in my opinion, the most interesting showdown in the franchise. Instead of feeling like a battle between a hero and a villain, it felt more…therapeutic? It’s like Donnie and Viktor knew that they couldn’t move forward with their lives until they got this fight over with, so that’s what they do. You can tell there’s a feeling of relief on both ends once the fight finishes since Donnie got the win over Viktor (thus ending the media’s obsession over a Creed-Drago revenge match) and Ivan affirmed to Viktor that he’ll always have his father’s love.
I should note that there’s a deleted scene (it shouldn’t have been!) where Donnie, Viktor, and Ivan all make peace with each other. I feel like that was the point of making this sequel. It’s not a revenge story like what most people thought, it’s a story of healing, past trauma, generational conflict, and moving on from the past. That’s also why Creed III is a brilliant follow-up since, for the first time in the Creed series, it’s a movie that’s about Donnie’s legacy, not Apollo or Rocky’s.
Basically, Creed II treated the fight between the sons of Apollo and Ivan as an obligation that needed to be fulfilled. It’s funny since that actually works as meta commentary on the audience since that was what a lot of people wanted to see when the first Creed movie was announced. Once that obligation was finished, Donnie and Viktor were able to move on with their lives and establish their own legacies, as seen in Creed III.
And that’s kinda beautiful.
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deputy-ajay-ghale · 1 year
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*screams incoherently for three hours* THE WAY THESE ARE FRAMED MAKE ME WANT TO EAT MY HANDS. IT’S HOW DONNIE AND VIKTOR, THE SONS OF FAMED BOXERS WITH CAREER/LIFE ENDING LOSSES, ARE IN THIS SAME RECTANGLE, THE SAME BOX TOGETHER; AND THEN THERE’S IVAN WHO IS COMING UPON THIS SCENE WHERE THE SON AND STUDENT OF HIS “ENEMIES” MUST BE TALKING TO HIS OWN SON, FEELING COMFORTABLE ENOUGH TO SIT SO CLOSE AND HE DOESN’T KNOW WHY.
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freshstartbaby · 2 years
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« You’re still mad at me ? » Florian asked before taking a blow of his cigaret
She was.
« A little. But to be honest I’m glad you called. » Maya answered looking at the window.
Florian put his hand on one of her tight, near her knee and squeezed it a little.
« Well, like I told you last time, I’d like to apologize for what I said-
« I know -
« Let me finish » he finally crashed his cigaret in the cendar, passed his thick fingers on his eyebrows before finally looking at his girlfriend.
Since the two years they were together, they always managed to work things through their arguments.
« Look, I messed up, I’m sorry for what I have done and you know I would never say things to hurt you on purpose, it was super clumsy. »
Maya looked at him, listening closely every words he was saying. Indeed, telling his friends, while he was a little tipsy, that she was nothing but being full of drama lately, hurted her.
It was not totally false. They were at a moment of their relation where they were disagree on a lot of things. They had more arguments in the last 3 months than in their entire relation.
But for Maya those things were private. It was between him and her. She managed not to tell so much about her relationship to her friends. Maya didn’t want Florian to do the same with his friends, he could do whatever he wanted, he was a grown man. But at least he didn’t have to act like she was the bad guy.
She had her wrongs and so he did. It just that this situation was kind of, humiliating for her.
He apologized. And he heard out what she had to say. She needed to let it go.
« I’m sorry about being so stubborn lately. I don’t like arguing with you. And it is worse when it last for weeks. » she said squeezing softly his hand.
« Exactly. » he whispered looking at her and licking his lips
This voice. Maya felt her lashes go up and down quickly and her blood pressure raised up. It was not fair. She wondered if he could see her blush through her dark cheek. He was too much. She didn’t know if it was the outfit, the cologne or just the fact that she haven’t see him in a while, but she missed her man.
« I swear I wanted to talk to you earlier but I wanted to give you space and I was afraid you give me that look » he said pushing a braid out of her face.
« What look ? » Maya asked arching an eyebrow, a slight smile on the corner of her mouth.
« The one who means « I’m ready to kill you if you don’t fix what you just said » he said miming her voice
« Oh my god » she chuckled « first of all I’m not even talking like that » Maya said laughing
« You are » he answered chuckling
« And second I could never kill you » Maya said grabbing his bearded chin With one hand
« Oh yeah ? » he told looking at her up and down. Her eyes couldn’t look at him so she chose to nod, looking at his lips.
« So you can give me that kiss I been craving for huh ? » he asked brushing his thumb on his own lips
Anticipation was killing him. He needed to feel his girlfriend’s lips. If it was only on him, he would already been all over her. The new little black dress she had on was definitely a good investment. The way her perfume fulfilled his car, the way she kept putting her blond braids behind her ear, and moreover the way she kept looking at him with those big brown eyes. Man. Those eyes were his weakness.
« Are there things you crave for ? Really ? «  she said in a fake surprise tone and got closer to him
« Stop playing, you know I crave for you » Florian whispered back, getting himself closer to his girl.
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Window’s car were now steamy. The contrast between the cold weather of the dark night and the increasing temperature was affecting them. Jackets were removed. Neither Maya or Florian needed them anymore. The tall man was the first to take off the inessential coat. Maya was less fast to remove hers, not really sure to want what she was going to do.
But damn she missed him so much. She was taken in his storm and a little voice in her head was daring her to be more spontaneous in her relationship.
She was glad she decided to wear that particular dress for that ride talk. Now bouncing on her boyfriend’s lap in the back of his Mercedes, it was indeed a very smart choice.
A loud moan felt from Florian’s throat, Maya was literally fucking him tonight. The way she bounced on him with determination and with the perfect rhythm was driving him insane. He couldn’t lie, he was surprised she didn’t stopped him when he slipped his fingers in her soaked underwear. Usually Maya was more the type of woman who rather be intimate between closed doors. Right now it was another story.
Maya was rolling her hips into his, the sound flesh clapping his and the feel her juice dripping between his laps was making him see stars.
« Babe » he whispered as his head felt back on the headrest and his large hands gripped harder his girlfriend’s ass.
Maya remove her right hand from his shoulder and put it on his jaw before kissing him with eager.
She tried to tell him and how much she missed and love him, but all her sentences were turning invalid when he gripped her braids and started telling her naughty things. Maya made a mess shorly after listening all the dirty things her boyfriends told her and genuinely asked herself 2 questions. Why was she so turned on by degrading words ? And how Florian got this good at it ?
When he came from his high, Florian wrapped his arms around her torso, soothing her with caring kisses on her neck and cheeks.
Maya tried to catch her breath her arms wrapped around his neck, enjoying the feelings of his hair under nails
« I should piss you off more often » Florian said smiling.
Obviously this project do not belong to any of the long stories I have started and plan to end one day (?) but it’s been in my files for ages 🤣
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ravenna222 · 1 year
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Just gonna start a Rocky and Creed marathon for the 30th time (coming out as an avid Rocky fan 💪)
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littlepieceofsh · 2 years
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MY BIRTHDAY BOY 🤍
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digitalwizard01 · 6 months
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Bruh the Creed movies fuck so hard. I keep recommending them to people cause you dont even need to have seen the Rocky movies to appreciate them, they fully stand as great stories on their own but if you have seen the Rocky movies they also serve as incredible continuations of that story. Like I'm not a big sports person but something about the fights in those movies makes me want to watch boxing, they're so well shot and intense, especially in Creed 3, that final fight with Dame was 🤌
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mannytoodope · 1 year
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Creed 3 First Posters
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grande-caps · 5 months
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Creed III
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yoooitssalexx · 10 months
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Hey guys! This is part 2 to the imagine of Rockys!Daughter x Viktor Drago.
Mature chapter,contains smut.
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The next morning you woke up with a major headache after spending the night crying. You debated looking for a flight back to Philly and avoiding any and all drama. Deciding to just buck up and go to the fight you got out of bed and started your day. Ordering room service you hid out in your room the whole morning until it was time to get ready for the fight.
You walked out of the shower and found an envelope on the floor by the door,picking it up you found a VIP pass and ticket to tonights fight. You already had a seat with Bianca but this seat was front row right next to the ring, leaving you to wonder who would slide this under your door.
You dressed in a black one sleeve jumpsuit,pairing the simple out fit with your gold necklace that your mother had gifted you and a bracelet and hoops to match. You slid into your heels and made your way out,your eyes landing on Buddy,Viktor,and Ivan. You froze in your spot,watching the three men walk towards the elevator. You watched them get in,eyes locking with Viktor before the doors slid shut.
Taking a few minutes to collect yourself you ordered  your Lyft to the arena,not expecting the large group of paparazzi outside of the hotel. They started shouting your name,every last one of them asking questions about you,Viktor,and your relationship.
You slid your shades on and pushed your way through the crowd to the car,holding back the tears that threatened to come out. Once you arrived at the arena the same fate awaited you,shoving your way inside you ignored the prying questions and rude comments.
You met up with Bianca,no words exchanged about anything that had gone on. You figured Adonis didn't know,familiar with his avoidance of social media before a fight. That didn't help appease the guilt you felt,feeling like you betrayed your brother in the worst way possible. Adonis may not have been blood but he was family,not forgetting the way the man helped you lift your father up from the pits of despair when he received his cancer diagnosis.
You twisted your rings nervously,stopping when Bianca reached over and grabbed your hands. It was hard for you to ignore the whispers around you,your knee bouncing nervously. You squeezed Bianca's hand,happy to have her support despite everything going on.
You looked up when you heard the booing start,your eyes falling on Ivan leading Viktor into the arena proudly. You watched the broad man walk confidently into the ring,not at all bothered by the booing in the crowd. Soon after Adonis' walk out music started,the lights darkening then flashing in patterns. Everyone cheered Adonis on,you and Bianca standing to clap for Adonis. You glanced at the tickets that had been slid under your door,noticing it would have put you on the other side of the ring. On Viktor's side.
The bell sounded,both men going straight at it. You watched as Adonis landed hit after hit on Viktor,soon Viktor landing a hit on Adonis which he blocked and still went back into the ropes. It was clear that Viktor put his strength into every punch. You watched Viktor back up as Adonis swung,recognizing the baiting tactic as the men moved around the ring. The bell rung as Viktor landed a right hand,the fight hard to watch after just starting.
You watched as Viktor and Ivan traded words,watching Viktor's face contort in anger and determination. Viktor continued to dominate the fight in the second round,you and Bianca on your feet as Adonis fell into the ropes. Adonis struggled to stand,making the count. Soon you watched as Viktor landed two hard right hands to Adonis' rib cage,hearing the rib crack from where you stood. Viktor yelled in triumph as Adonis fell to the ground and yelled in pain,you hoped Adonis would realize that Viktor held the upper hand and the fight would only get worse.
You watched Viktor come out swinging,the ref having to direct Viktor to his corner when Adonis landed a right hand. Duke crossed words with Adonis,soon throwing Bianca a look of defeat when the man refused to quit. Your eyes wandered to Ivan yelling something to Viktor,the man panting and his face contorted in rage as he walked to the center of the ring.
Viktor continued to hit Adonis with his all,landing another strong hit to his rib cage. You watched in horror as Adonis fell to his knees and Viktor swung again even after the ref called it. Your heart raced as you made your way to the ring,shoving people out of your way as you reached Adonis and began to look him over. You felt his broken ribs,the man not stirring at your touch.
"Call 911."You directed,feeling his faint pulse as you tried to awaken the man.
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You were with Bianca as the doctor informed her of Adonis' condition,a nurse informing both of you of a visitor.
"Dad."You whispered,hugging him quickly.
He hugged Bianca after,whispering to her softly.
You watched from the door as Rocky spoke to Adonis,the young boxer becoming upset quickly. You knew Adonis' pride was strong,your heart breaking when his words clearly hurt your fathers feelings. You left with him,hugging Bianca as an apology.
You agreed to go with your father back to Philly,asking him to wait in the lobby as you packed your bags. You made sure to collect all of your belongings,walking out to find Viktor talking to Ivan in the hallway. He moved to follow after you as you pushed the button to the elevator only seeing Ivan hold him back when you turned as the elevator doors shut.
Your father tucked you into his chest as you walked out of the hotel,the reporters yelling questions at the two of you as you got into the car. The train ride to Philly allowed you time to sit in your thoughts,nothing becoming clear the more you thought about things.
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Time passed and you watched a fight Viktor was in,the interview that followed making you shiver. They talked about his loss which Viktor corrected as a disqualification,the Russian declaring a challenge to Adonis yet again. Max Kellerman asked him about his involvement with you,Viktor only answering by saying that there was nothing to tell and he was focused on his wins. You sighed as you turned the TV off,clearing up your coffee table.
Days later you had finished up your last shift of the week at the hospital,glad to be helping out in the ED as they were short staffed. You were a general surgeon,enjoying the days in the OR but there was something about the chaos in the ED helped you forget about the chaos of your own life. People had finally stopped asking about your involvement with Viktor,now resorting to whispering when they thought you couldn't hear.
You had various candles lit around your apartment,a glass of wine on your coffee table. You frowned at the multiple nail polish colors you had set out,your self care routine interrupted by a knock at your door.
"Coming!"You yelled,sighing as you wondered who could possibly be at your door at this time of night.
You shivered as you pulled the door open,gasping when you looked up to find the large man standing at your door. He waved,a shy look on his face.
"Viktor."You whispered,chewing on your lip nervously. "What are you doing here?"
"I need you."He said,hands in his pockets. "I have no one."
"What happened? Are you okay?"You neared him,looking him over quickly. You could tell he had something heavy weighing on his mind,feeling for the large man who was clearly torn.
"Can we talk?"He asked,smiling when you looked at him with concern.
"Yeah."You nodded,opening the door wider for the large man to step through. "Come in."
The large man made your small home feel even tinier,his eyes looking around the dark room that was mostly lit by the candles.
"I interrupt?"He asked,following you to your living room.
"No,just having a little self care night."You shrugged,turning to him.
"Self care?"He parroted,his brows furrowed in confusion.
"Yeah,helps me relax."You gestured to the masks you had used and the lotions you used for a self foot rub after you finished doing your nails.
He nodded,walking up to a picture on one of your shelves. It was a picture of you with your dad in the ring at Mickys gym,you were only about 4 when your mother took the picture of you "training" with your father.
"Very cute."Viktor pointed,turning to you with a smile.
You smiled back,offering him something to eat or drink to which he refused. You gestured for him to sit as you resumed your pondering over what color to choose. He sat next to you,the large man clearly tense.
"Whenever you're ready,I am listening. I just can't decide on a color."You looked at him from the corner of your eye,watching him remove his coat.
"I like."He pointed to a light pink you had on the table,nodding when you picked up the little polish.
"Then it's settled."You hummed,leaning against the arm of the sofa to begin painting your toes.
Viktor grabbed the bottle and pulled your foot into his lap,tilting his head as he focused on painting your nails. "I never tell anyone about this. But I trust you."
"Okay."you nodded,trying not to smile at the image of the large boxer painting your toes a pink color that he had chosen.
"After my father lose fight to your father,"He began,slowly moving the brush to ensure he painted your whole nail. "Things between him and Ludmilla were not very good."
"Ludmilla? Your mother?"You guessed,the name familiar in your household when discussing the aforementioned fight.
"Yes."He nodded,moving on to another nail when he deemed the last one perfect. "She leave him when kicked out of Russia,leaving both of us."
"I'm sorry."You frowned,watching him focus at the task he was currently doing.
He shrugged,continuing with the paint. "I don't see her in years,but few days ago we have dinner in Russia with some people. She is remarried,only appear now after so long."
"And how did you feel when you saw her?"You asked,allowing him to switch to your other foot.
"Angry."He said simply,dipping the small brush into the paint. "Angry,these people turn back to my father now after all this time. Now that I fight and earn my own way they want to be there,like leeches."
"And you're angry at her too."You pointed out,watching his lip raise.
"Yes."He said simply. "I don't know her,she is stranger to me. She abandon me."
"And your father."
He nodded,his pace a little faster now that he was more comfortable. "I hate to see him be with them,we don't need these people. Only there for convenience."
"I understand."You nodded. "Have you ever thought of telling her why you're angry at her?"
He paused,pondering your question as he examined his work. "What good will do?"
"There's a belief."You said simply,placing your feet flat on the floor. "Anger expressed,is anger extinguished."You grabbed the miniature looking nail polish from his large paws,placing it on the table. "You can't carry all of this anger with you forever,you should at least talk to your father. He should know how you feel,you care about his feelings and want to protect him from these people too."
"How I do?"he asked,watching you look at your newly painted toes.
"Very good."You smiled. "Want to become my nail tech?"you asked.
He smiled,playing with his fingers. "I never do that before."
"There's a first time for everything."You nodded,grabbing your wine glass. He watched you sip the wine,seemingly not able to look away from you. "Want to try some?"You asked,not sure if the disciplined fighter drank alcohol.
He nodded,taking the glass from your hand. His left hand cradled the back of your head and pulled your lips to his. You pulled away from the kiss,eyes shut at the feeling that ran through your body.
"Very good wine."He hummed,placing the glass on the coffee table.
You sat in a comfortable silence for a few minutes,the Russian boxer pondering your words as you cleared the table and put things away. He watched you move about,enjoying the comfort he felt in your home. Something about the place actually feeling like a home and the warmth not only from the fire, his gaze soft when you shyly sat next to him again.
You rubbed the back of your neck,leaning away from the large man. He watched you silently,tucking your hair behind your ear. You leaned into his hand,the Russian pulling your legs into his lap.
"You finish your self care?"He asked,his thumb stroking your calf.
You cleared your throat and reached for your lotion,the large boxer taking it from your hands and silently beginning to rub your feet. You relaxed at the soothing of the tension of being on your feet for over 12 hours,Viktor silent as he thought over your last words.
"You think I should talk to her?"He asked,rubbing your feet gently.
"If not her,talk to Ivan. For you,you see people who turned their backs on your father over something that wasn't that detrimental. But to Ivan,this might feel like a chance to win back the things he lost."
He pondered your words for a few minutes,continuing his massaging of your feet and legs as he thought in silence. "That doesn't invalidate what you feel,Viktor. You're feelings aren't wrong."
"How you so smart?"He asked,his hands rubbing higher and higher on your legs.
You shrugged,allowing the large man to kneel between your legs. He rubbed his nose against yours,large hands gripping your thighs to pull your legs around his hips. "Why I feel this way for you?"
"What way?"You whispered,arms wrapping around his neck.
"Happy,trust,free."He whispered back,leaning down to kiss you again.
After a few minutes he sat back up,settling you on his lap. You pulled at his shirt,pulling away to pull the tight shirt off of his body. He leaned against the back of the couch and let you do as you wish,your hands landing on his pecs to steady yourself.
His sparkling eyes met yours,large hands gripping your hips tightly. He noticed your hesitation,thumbs rubbing your hip bones gently. "We can stop."He said softly,moaning when you pulled him into a passionate kiss.
"I don't want to stop."You whispered,pulling your shirt over your head. The Russian kissed your neck,hands sliding up your back and unclasping your bra.
"So beautiful."He whispered,tossing your bra to the side. The man reveled in your moans,burying his face straight into your chest. He paid equal attention to each of your breasts,his own hips thrusting up to meet the roll of your hips.
The large man stood and tightened your legs around his thick waist,following your directions to the bedroom. He laid you carefully on the bed,his eyes tracing your entire body. He pulled at your shorts and pulled them off in one tug,quickly hurrying to rid himself of his own shorts when you pulled at them.
The Russian started with methodical kisses at your neck,a slow path down your body makes whispers of his name fall from your lips in breathless moans. He kneeled on the floor,hitching your legs over his shoulders he placed a soft kiss on your wet pussy before diving right in.
He growled when you raised your hips,making note of what it was that pulled the biggest reaction out of you. He flattened his tongue,the thick appendage and the way the man used it to bring you to the edge of bliss. Your hands came to his head,pushing him closer at the feeling of your orgasm nearing.
His large hands gripped your thighs tightly,his tongue lapping at your wetness. He groaned when your nails scraped his scalp lightly,smirking when your moans got higher in pitch when he slid a thick finger inside of you and sucked on your clit.
"Viktor."You panted,legs tightening around his head. "Fuck I'm close."
He sucked on your clit gently,not stopping his onslaught of pleasure. He felt you tighten around his finger,his broad tongue swiping up and down sensually. He made sure to lick up every last drop of your cum,leaving you panting heavily when he pulled away.
"You okay,malyshka?"He leaned over you,licking his bearded lips and still tasting your sweetness.
"Mmhmm."You hummed,eyes shut in bliss.
The large man plopped next to you in all his naked glory,his hazel eyes just watching you lay in bliss. "So beautiful."he twirled a long strand of your hair around his finger.
You opened your eyes to see him already looking at you,a softness in his gaze. You pushed his chest softly,the large man falling onto his back as you wanted. He let you climb on top of him,watching you trail kisses down his sculpted chest. He moaned when he felt your tongue trace up his chest from the bottom of his abs.
Your small hand wrapped around his thick length,stroking him slowly. You kissed his neck softly,nipping at his skin gently. Mapping a trail of kisses down his sculpted chest to his hard length you watched him through hooded eyes as you placed a soft kiss on the head of his dick. His hips jolted,large hand buried into your dark locks when you licked the tip slowly.
"Please."He whimpered,his pleading look causing you to smirk.
"You look so pretty when you beg."You teased,stroking his thick length slowly. "Do it again."
"Please,I need you."He begged again,a soft pout on his lips.
The confidence that you exuded at that moment made his head spin,the man feeling breathless at the feeling of you touching him. If he thought you were beautiful and sexy before, the way you took control now made him see it even more.
You gave in to the man's pretty pleas,slowly taking his thick length into your mouth. His low moan when you swirled your tongue around the head of his dick was the sexiest sound you ever heard,your hand working what you couldn't fit in your mouth.
His grip on your hair tightened slightly,the man using his grip to guide your mouth up and down the way he wanted. When you started to take more of his length into his mouth and suck harder he growled,toes curling when he felt he was close to his orgasm.
"Malyshka."He whined,growling when you fondled his heavy balls and almost made him cum right there. He used his grip on your hair to gently pull your mouth off  his length,his large hands cradling your face gently. "I need to feel you."
He helped you climb on top of him,his hands resting on your hips as you reached over him to grab something from your drawer. His eyes fell on the condom packet you held up,a coy smile on your pretty lips.
"Make me yours."You whispered,leaning down to bite his lip gently.
The large man flipped you over,growling into the kiss when your nails dug into his biceps. You were too lost in the feeling of his tongue delving into your mouth to notice him put the condom on,your eyes opening when you felt his tip at your warm entrance.
"So tight,malyshka."He groaned into your mouth,slowly inching his thick girth in.
He pulled away from your lips to press his forehead against yours,eyes shut tight in concentration. Your nails dug into his broad back,legs tightening around his hips when he bottomed out. The pleasure of being filled outweighed the burn of the stretch,it had been so long since you'd been with someone and even longer since someone made you feel this good.
"Viktor."You whined,nails scratching red fiery lines down his muscular back. "Please."
"Please what."He teased,nipping your bottom lip gently. He smirked when your answer died right on the  tip of your tongue,a deep moan coming out when he slid out of your tight entrance and slowly slid back in.
The large man built a slow and sensual pace,gradually speeding up when your moans slowly grew louder. He loved the way your moans grew louder when he picked up speed, his hand squeezed your thigh and raised your leg higher on his hip. You moaned when his hand slid up your body,large hand coming to lightly squeeze your neck.
He watched your eyes flutter shut,watching your teeth bite your bottom lip in pure pleasure. He loved the way you trusted him with your pleasure,his hand applying the pressure you craved so perfectly.
You could barely focus on the words he whispered as he continued his deep sensual thrusts,his pace slowing drastically to slowly roll his hips into yours. His thumb traced your bottom lip softly,a low groan leaving the man when you gently sucked on his thumb.
"My little minx."He smirked,wet thumb stroking your lips softly and smearing your spit across them. "You drive me crazy."
He trailed his lips against your jawline and down your neck,the roughness of his beard brushing against your soft skin making you burn deliciously. With your arms and legs secured tightly around the large man you rolled the two of you over so you straddled him,left hand cupping his cheek.
"More."You whispered,pulling him forward to taste his lips once more. You rolled your hips in a sensual rhythm,biting his lip gently when he gripped your hips to help guide your movements.
He sat up,large hands splayed out on your back. You leaned your forehead against his,nails digging into his strong back. You noticed him controlling his moans,not appreciating the way he tried to avoid making any sounds.
"I wanna hear you."You whispered,tilting his head back to look him in the eye. Your tongue traced his lips,smirking when a deep moan left the large man.
With each movement you felt the bliss of orgasm closer and closer. His moans and yours blended into one beautiful melody,tongues meeting in an infernal dance. You were too lost in the pleasure you were being given to even hear the ringing phone,Viktor ignoring the familiar ring of his phone to focus his attention solely on you.
You felt Viktor's hands everywhere a burning trail of heat following wherever he touched. The large russian planted his feet on the bed,large hands moving to hold your hips in a tight controlling grip. His low growl when he felt you tighten around him made you tremble,your orgasm impending.
"Cum with me."You pulled him closer,chests touching but not feeling close enough to the large man. "Together."
He growled,pulling you impossibly closer. He rolled the two of you over,your head landing on your pillow. Viktor grabbed your knee tightly,the large man bending your leg forward so your knee touched your chest. Your nails dug into his broad back,his thrusts hitting just the right spot every time without fault.
You both came together,a low growl of your name falling from Viktor's perfect lips. You could've cum just from that sound alone,your hands cupping his face to make him look you in the eyes. His hazel eyes met yours,the man swallowing your moan when he planted his lips on yours.
You held onto him tightly,enjoying the warmth that came from his body. He leaned his arms next to your head,his nose nudging yours gently. You smiled softly at him, thumbs stroking his cheeks softly.
"Are you okay? Did I hurt you?"He whispered, beginning to pull away when he felt he was leaning his weight on you too much. You tightened your legs around his waist, keeping him right where he was.
"I'm okay,everything's perfect."You pecked his lips quickly,watching his cheeks tinge pink.
"It is."He nodded, pulling you closer before rolling onto his back with you on top of him. You rest your chin on his chest,watching him quietly.
He ran his fingers through your hair, turning to look at you when he felt your eyes on him. He smiled when your eyes met,the man looking very much at ease.
"You look more relaxed."You observed, fingers tracing indiscernible shapes on his chest.
"It's not only because of this."He slid his hand down your side,rubbing your side gently.
"Then what is it?"You asked.
"It's you."He pulled your leg over his, squeezing your knee softly. He leaned down to kiss you,a laugh interrupting the kiss when his stomach growled.
"Hungry?"You sat up,reaching for the clothes the two of you left on the floor. You slid your panties on followed by his shirt,tossing him his boxers after. He laughed and slid them on, sitting on the edge of your bed. You stepped between his legs,hands cradling his face while his gripped your hips. "Come on."You kissed him quickly, turning and walking out of your bedroom.
The giant man followed after you, the sight of him leaning down when he crossed your door making you giggle. He smiled at the sound of you laughing,grabbing the bottom of his shirt and pulling lightly. "What's so funny?"He questioned, your hands landing on his pecs.
"You're so big."You said simply, biting your lip.
"I thought you like that?"He cupped your ass boldly, squeezing the supple flesh.
"I love it."You whispered seductively,biting his lip gently before pulling away and walking towards your kitchen. You looked through your fridge, only finding the steak you had pulled for tomorrow's dinner.
The Russian boxer sat at your table after insisting you didn't have to make him anything and you waving him off, watching you cook wearing his shirt only. You served the steak with some asparagus and potatoes,enjoying his surprised look.
"Smells delicious."He said as you sat across from him and poured two glasses of wine. He cut into the steak, moaning at the taste when he took the first bite. You watched him eat, enjoying the relaxed and comfortable vibe between the two of you.
He offered you bites of the food, the two of you sitting in a comfortable silence as he finished the meal. You picked up the plate when he finished, ignoring his insistence on cleaning up. You washed the plate quickly, leaning into him when he pressed against your backside.
His hands slid up your thighs,pushing his shirt up as he appreciated your soft skin. Your eyes fell shut when he moved your hair over to your right shoulder and his lips planted kisses on your neck.
"Still hungry?"You smirked, pressing your ass into him.
"For you? Always."He answered. He spun you around,wrapping your legs around his waist as he planted you on the counter.
You moaned when his tongue delved into your mouth,his grip tight as he pulled you as close as possible. Your hands slid up his strong arms,sliding up his shoulders,then to his neck. You sighed in bliss when he pulled away and kissed his way down your neck,choosing a spot to lightly suck. Your nails lightly scraped his scalp when he moved to a sensitive spot on your neck,groaning when you heard a phone ring again.
He groaned in annoyance when he recognized the sound of his phone,already imagining who it was. He slid the bottom of his shirt up slowly,long fingers sliding against your smooth skin.
"You should answer it."You whispered,index finger tracing down the chiseled lines of his chest.
"No."He pouted,kissing your fingertip as it traced his lips.
"Go."You nodded towards the loud ringing,pushing him lightly. You hopped off the counter when he gave in,watching him walk towards his phone.
You made your way to your couch,plopping down as he walked back with the miniature looking device in his large hands. "Everything okay?"You asked,pulling your knees to your chest as he sat down next to you. The large man took up so much space,essentially dwarfing everything that he held or sat on.
"My father."He shrugged,placing the phone on the coffee table.
"He doesn't know you're here,does he?"You sat up,nervously chewing on your lip as you thought back to the last conversation you had with the father of the man who currently sat on your couch.
"No."Viktor answered,watching you curiously. "What's wrong?"
You looked away from his intense gaze,not wanting to discuss the conversation in which his father told you you were no good for Viktor and that you should stay away from him.
"Tell me."Viktor pulled you close,index finger under your chin forcing you to look up at him.
"He won't like that you're here,with me."You whispered the last two words,his eyes staring back into yours pulling the words from you. "He told me to stay away from you,that I'm no good for you."
Viktor felt his blood boil,the thought of his father yelling at you and screaming how you're no good for him making him angrier by the minute. He pulled you into his lap,the large man dwarfing you as he cradled you into his chest. You placed your hand on his chest right over his heart,meeting his intense and passionate gaze that made your own heart race.
"He was wrong."He said simply, his simple three words making you melt into his touch. "I wish I didn't have to go back."He sighed, dreading what he would find when he returned home.
"You need to buy a plane ticket."You moved to grab your laptop, helping him secure a early flight out before deciding it was time to go to bed.
"So is it safe to say that you will stay the night?"You said softly, hand sliding down his chest and then grabbing his large hand.
"Do you want me to?"He asked, smiling when you played with his fingers.
You nodded shyly, meeting his intense gaze. He enjoyed the way you were suddenly shy around him, nothing at all like the confident seductress he saw earlier in  your bedroom. "Stay."You whispered,holding his hand tightly.
"Of course."He assured,allowing you to stand and pull him up and after you to your bathroom. He accepted the new toothbrush you offered him,watching you perform your night routine for bed and reveling in the mundane action of getting ready for bed was simple yet he enjoyed it so much.
You enjoyed the way the large man took up almost the entirety of your mattress,climbing in after him and pressing your smaller frame right against him. He hitched your leg over his,arms wrapping around you when you laid your head right over his heart. You heard the steady beat of his heart,the sound making you smile.
"You're so warm."You hummed,cuddling into him more. He ran his fingers through your hair,eyes shutting when you let out a sigh of relief.
"I have never done this before."He said softly,eyes shutting when you rubbed his chest softly. You smiled at his words, fingers pinching his chin and turning him to face you.
"Good."You said plainly, kissing him briefly.
"Good?"He asked, brows furrowing.
"Yes,I don't want you to do things like this with anyone else. Only me."You smirked, laying your head back on his chest.
"I don't want to do things like this with anyone else."His thumb rubbed your cheek, hugging you closer. "Only you."
Your hand resumed rubbing his strong chest,wandering to his tense and hard shoulders. He groaned when you rubbed and kneaded the tense muscles.
"You gave me a massage."You hummed,straddling the broad man. You smiled at him when his hands grabbed your thighs,thumbs rubbing the smooth flesh. "Only fair I return the favor."You leaned over and grabbed a lotion,waving it coyly.
"You can do whatever you want to with me,"He grinned,enjoying the thought of your hands on his body. "I'm all yours."
You froze at his words,heart rate picking up tenfold. "You mean that?"
"I do."he affirmed.
You bent down to kiss him,his hands sliding up to cup your supple ass. You moaned into the kiss at the feeling of him softly kneading your firm rear,the boxer taking advantage to slide his tongue past your spread lips.
You pulled away panting,labored breaths mixing with his. "Roll over."You climbed off of him,watching him comply with no hesitation.
Climbing the large man once again you put some lotion on your hands and got to work,kneading the man's tense and strong muscles. He groaned under your small hands loosening his tense muscles,a shiver traveling down his spine when your hands slid down his broad back.
You sat on his firm butt,hands working on his lower back. His low moans when you continued massaging his back made you flashback to the earlier moments the two of you shared right there in your bed. You cleared your throat and focused at the task at hand,moving back up to massage his arms.
Little by little he relaxed further and further,your hands moving to massage his strong arms. After a while you rubbed his tense neck,feeling the large man become more pliant with each pass of your hand. You heard his soft snores a while later,leaning over to find the boxer sound asleep.
You smiled,kissing his cheek softly before moving over to your spot in the bed. You laid your head on your pillow,back facing Viktor as your eyes shut at the peacefulness that fell over the two of you. Your eyes opened when you felt him roll over and wrap his arm around you. Viktor pulled you closer,face buried in the crook of your neck as he pressed closer against your back. You smiled and shut your eyes,quickly falling asleep in the warmth of his embrace.
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The next morning you slid some sweatpants on,keeping Viktor's t shirt on as he instructed. You watched him slide his hoodie and coat on,you mirroring the man's actions. You drove through the cold Philly streets,sighing when you finally arrived at the airport.
You walked in with him,fingers wringing at the thought of not seeing him again. He grabbed your smaller hands,pulling you close to him. It's like he knew exactly what ran through your mind,the same fears plaguing his thoughts.
"I want you to call me,everyday if you want."He said softly,hands cupping your face.
"I don't have your number."Your brows furrowed,words dying on the tip of your tongue when he pulled you into a passionate kiss.
"Of course you do."He smirked,leaning his forehead against yours. "I will see you soon. No goodbyes."
"No goodbyes."You affirmed,pulling him in for one last kiss.
"You call."He repeated.
"Everyday."You nodded,smiling at him softly when he turned and walked towards his terminal.
Your shoulders slumped watching him walk further and further away,wanting nothing more than for him to turn back and decide to just stay with you. A sliver of hope rose in your chest when he turned,part of you expecting him to walk right back towards you and tell you to go back to your home with him.
He waved before continuing on,you watching him until you couldn't see him anymore. You turned and made your way to your car,fighting the urge to cry the whole ride home. You successfully made it to your home without crying,stripping down to just the t shirt of his you wore before crawling into bed.
You scrolled through your phone finding the new contact you had no idea how it got into your phone.
Viktor.
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Florian Munteanu Appreciation Post
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redpool · 1 year
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Post Creed 3
OH MY GOD
That was fucking amazing.
Viktor came back, got hurt and then helped with Adonis's training.
When Vik got hurt, I knew instantly that Dame had something to do with it, and I was right.
I love how Donny makes friends with his villains after they fight.
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charismaticsage · 2 years
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Florian deserves!! He was really good as Viktor and gave a layered performance. A one off movie will be great.
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