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fishsticksloser · 6 months

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Can I request a Future Rise Donnie x Fem Reader where reader will just be chilling with him but then randomly decide to CRONCH

Like they could just be sitting in the same place then reader just randomly chooses Violence™

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F!Donnie x fem!reader

Warnings: biting so much..., fluff, Donnie is a menace, smut, p in v, marking?, dom!f!Donnie, small oral segment (fem receiving), tiny bit of fingering, praise, swearing, creampie x2

A/N: Yes... Yes... Violence. :) I... Got carried away I think... There was supposed to be a tiny plot, but... Obviously that didn't happen. Let me know if I missed anything From now on! Please send any nsfw/smut/suggestive requests to @fishstixloser!

You lay against Donnie, between his legs with your back against his plastron. Donnie was reading while you played with his fingers, he never minded, actually he liked that you touched him so much. You pull his hand up to your lips, gently kissing his palm. Donnie felt his heart swell, smiling softly at the feeling of your lips on his skin. You kissed all three of his fingers which only made his heart leap into his throat. You bite the heel of his hand gently, pressing a small kiss to the bitten area. Donnie sets his book aside and pins you to the bed, you squeal slightly in surprise, he moves really quick.

"I must admit... I do enjoy giving you the occasional nibble. It's become our special little quirk, hasn't it?" He leans down closer, his voice dropping to a low, husky tone. "But I must warn you, my love, biting can be quite addictive, and I can never resist the temptation to reciprocate. So, are you prepared to face the consequences of your actions?"

You smile up at him, enjoying the playful yet hungry atmosphere you both created. "Oh yeah? What're you gonna do to me?" You taunt. Donnie's eyes gleam with mischief as he leans in closer, his lips inches from yours. He hovers over you, his hands gently holding your wrists above your head.

"Oh, my dear, you have no idea what you've just unleashed. Since you enjoy provoking me, I think it's only fair to give you a taste of your own medicine." Donnie whispers, his voice low and seductive. "I'm going to show you just how much I enjoy sinking my teeth into you, leaving marks of my desire all over your body." With a surge of passion, Donnie captures your lips in a fierce, hungry kiss. His teeth nipping at your lower lip before he soothes it with a gentle lick. He lets go of your wrists, his hands starting to roam your body as he explores your mouth.

You can't help but moan into his mouth, your eyes closing as you give in completely to both of your desires. You kiss him with equal fervor, equal hunger. You hands slide down his plastron, tugging his shirt up a little, his own hands slip under yours, gently trailing his fingers over your skin. He pulls away, his lips kiss swollen and pupils blown. Donnie leans down again to set out to do just as he said, grabbing your chin and tilting your head back. His lips attack your neck, trailing bites and open-mouthed kisses down your neck. He grazes his teeth against your skin in a teasing matter, relishing in the sound of your moans, his own desire growing with each pleasurable sound that escapes your lips. His hands roam over your body, exploring every curve and dip, his touch both gentle and possessive.

"You feel so good, my love. Your moans, your taste... They drive me wild." His voice is husky with desire, he continues his assault on your neck. His teeth graze over your collarbone before his lips trail lower, leaving a trail of wet kisses. With a swift motion, Donnie removes your shirt, his gaze fixed on your exposed skin. His hands caress your breasts, his thumbs brushing over your hardened nipples. "I want to taste every inch of you, to mark you as mine..." He leans down to claim one with his mouth, sucking and nipping at the sensitive flesh. His other hand trails down your body, slipping beneath the waistband of your pants, his fingers teasingly tracing small circles against your heat.

"Yes, please. Let everyone know who I belong to..." You gasp, bucking your hips against his hand, you can feel him smile against your skin. You look down at him, seeing the trail of hickeys and bites down your chest and decorating your breasts. Donnie was only leaving more as he continued down your body.

Donnie's eyes darken with a possessive hunger as he hears your gasps, his fingers increasing their ministrations on your clit, applying just the right amount of pressure and speed to send waves of pleasure coursing through your body. "Oh, my love, you have no idea how much I want to make you, to show the world that you belong to me." He continues to suck and nip at your skin, leaving purple marks in his wake, his actions fueled by a mixture of desire and possessiveness. As his fingers continue to tease your clit, he leans up to capture your lips in a passionate kiss, his tongue dancing with yours in a frenzy of desire. He breaks the kiss only to speak, his voice filled with need. "You're mine, and I'm going to make sure that everyone knows it. I'll mark you in every way possible, leaving no doubt in anyone's mind." His words are punctuated by his actions, his fingers delving deeper into your wetness, his touch becoming more demanding and fervent.

You moan, bucking you hips more. You hold onto his shoulders, gasping into him mouth. He pushes his finger deeper, your hands trailing down his body. "Oh fuck..." You whimper, feeling him remove his fingers from your pants and tugs your pants off. Donnie's eyes are filled with primal hunger as he gazes down at you, slowly laying himself between your legs. You look at him, his eyes hazy, his breath hot against your thigh. He starts to nip and kiss your thighs, slowly getting closer to where you want him most. Donnie revels in the sight of your flushed, needy body, his desire growing with each passing moment.

"You are absolutely breathtaking." His voice is low and raspy, laced with desire. "I'm going to taste every inch of you, leave my mark on your skin, and make you mine in every way possible." With that declaration, he dips his head down between your legs, his tongue flicking out to tease your swollen folds. He starts with slow languid licks, savoring the taste of your arousal. His hands grip your thighs, holding you in place as he explores, his tongue tracing patterns, alternating between gentle flicks and deep motions. As he continues to pleasure you with his mouth, his hands trail up your body to caress and knead your breasts, his touch gentle and firm. He revels in the sounds of your moans and gasps, his own arousal growing with each pleasurable response he elicits from you. "You're mine, my love. And I'll make sure you never forget it."

"Always yours." You moan and whine, your hands on his head. Donnie's eyes darken as he hears your words, his own need reaching its peak. Donnie pulls away, removing his head from between your legs, kissing and biting his way back up your body. He leaves new hickeys and marks, your heart racing as he presses his hips to yours.

"Always mine..." His voice is filled with possessiveness as he grinds his hips against yours. He swiftly removes his pants, positioning himself at your entrance. The tip teasing your slick folds before slowly pushing into you, inch by glorious inch. He groans at the tightness and warmth that envelops him, his movements slow and deliberate. "You feel so good, my love. So tight... So perfect." His voice is a low, breathless growl. He starts to move, his thrusts becoming faster and more urgent, his hips meeting your in a rhythm of passion and desire.

You grasp onto his softshell, trying to be careful and not hurt him. Your body arching to meet his as he hooks one of your legs over his waist. "Please, Donnie..."

"I'll give you everything you desire." His voice a mix of passion and possessiveness. Donnie's movements become more intense, his thrusts growing faster and harder, fueled by a mix of desire and the need to please you. His hands grip your hips tightly, guiding you to meet his thrusts, their force driving you both closer to the edge. Donnie leans down, capturing your lips in a searing kiss, his tongue exploring your mouth with a fervent hunger. His movements become more erratic, his control slipping as he chases his own release. "Hold on, my love... I'm almost here..." With one final, powerful thrust, he finds his release with you, his body shuddering with pleasure as he spills himself inside you. He partially collapses on top of you, his breath heavy as he nuzzles into your neck, his heart still racing with the remnants for your shared passion. "You're mind, forever and always."

You pant heavily as you both come down from your highs. Donnie leans down, covering your neck in more marks, still buried deep inside you. "I did marry you." You tease quietly, gently rubbing his softshell.

Donnie lifts his head from your neck, a mischievous glint in his eyes as he looks at you. "Ah, my love, you certainly did. And I must say, I am quite please with that decision." He smirks, slowly withdrawing from you. Donnie rolls to the side, cuddling against you, his fingers gently tracing patterns on your skin. He captures your lips in a gently kiss, his voice filled with affection. "You are mine, my beautiful wife, and I am yours. We are bound together, body and soul." He nuzzles his face against your his eyes briming with adoration. "I love you, my dear. And I promise to continue finding new and exciting ways to show you just how much."

"I love you too." You hum, kissing him again, just as softly. You pull away and look down at your body, seeing on the bites and marks he left on your skin. You chuckle and turn back to him. "And earlier you said you like to occasionally nibble on me." You murmur playfully, gesturing to all the marks. Donnie chuckles lightly, his eyes sparkling as he gazes at the marks decorating your body.

"Ah, my love, I must admit that I do have a certain... Penchant for nibbling." He smirks, his fingers tracing a particularly vivid hickey on your neck. He leans in, his lips brushing against the marks he left, his voice filled with playful affection. "Each mark tells a story, my love. A story of our passion, our connection. And it's a story I love to tell over and over again." He nuzzles against you, his arms wrapping around your body, pulling you closer. "You are truly a canvas and I am an artist. I can't help but want to leave my mark on you, to show the world that you are mine."

"Don't think anyone can doubt it now." You whisper playfully, Donnie pulls you to lay on your side, facing him. Your fingers gently trail down his arm. You smile, feeling his lips and teeth on some of the marks he left, feeling him smile against your skin.

"No, I don't think anyone could doubt our connection now." He chuckles, his fingers lightly tracing patterns on your back. "These marks serve as a reminder, not just to others, but to ourselves, of the passion and intensity we share." He leans in again, his lips gently brushing against the marks, his voice filled with gentle affection. He continues to pepper kisses and nibbles along the marks, his touch gentle and loving.

"Can't say I hate it. I quite enjoy you marking me." You murmur as he moves down your body more, only for him to find all the spots he missed. You close your eyes, enjoying his touch and kisses, unaware of his findings. Donnie's lips pause in their gentle exploration, his brow furrowing slightly as he hasn't fully marked you.

"My love, I apologize for neglecting these parts of your body. I assure you it was not intentional. I simply got caught up in the moment." He looks at you with a mix of concern and determination. Donnie rolls you onto your stomach, pressing a soft kiss to your shoulder blade, his fingers tracing delicate patterns. "I will make it up to you, my dear. Consider it a challenge, a mission to leave no part of your body unmarked." He continues his exploration, his lips and teeth leaving a trail of gently bites and kisses along your sides and back, his touch careful and attentive. "You deserve to be marked completely, my love. Every inch of you is worthy of my attention and affection."

Donnie's hands glide over your back, his touch gentle yet firm as he explores the contours of your body. His lips and teeth leave a trail of gentle nips and passionate kisses as he moves down your back. He reaches your ass and thighs, his movements becoming slower and more deliberate. His hands knead the flesh, his fingers tracing shapes along your skin. His lips press against your sensitive areas, leaving a combination of bites and soothing kisses.

He revels in the taste and feel of you, his desire intensifying with each moment. His hands grip your hips, his fingers digging into your flesh as he explores every inch of your backside. With each touch, each bite, each nibble, he leaves his mark on you. The sound of your pleasure, the scent of your arousal, fuel his own desire, urging him to continue his exploration. His movements become more urgent, he knows you enjoy his marking, and he's more than willing to oblige, leaving a trail of evidence that you belong to him.

Donnie's eyes darken as he hears your pleas, feeling your hips lift to align with his intentions. He continues his ministrations with extra care, his touch becoming more focused and intense. HIs hands grip your hips firmly, guiding you to push your ass higher into the air, granting him better access to mark and claim you. His teeth graze across the soft flesh of your ass, leaving lingering bites, each one a testament to his desire for you.

He lavishes attention on your thighs, his lips and tongue tracing patterns along the sensitive skin. His touch is both possessive and adoring as he marks you, he cherishes the beauty of your body.

The sound of your moans and the sensation of your body responding to his touch only heightens his own pleasure. He revels in the power he has over you, the way you surrender to his desires. His own arousal grows, his need to claim you driving him to continue his passionate assault on your ass and thighs. He leaves a trail of marks, each one a symbol of his love as he takes you deeper into the depths of pleasure.

You whine as he pulls away, surveying the marks and bites he's left on your skin. You arch your back a bit more, Donnie's eyes widen slightly, his breath catching as he takes in the sight before him. He can see the anticipation and need in your body, mirrored by his own.

Unable to resist the allure, he moves closer, his hands gently caressing your marked skin, tracing the contours of your ass and thighs. His touch tender and possessive, as he savors the evidence of his desire on your body.

He leans in, is lips brushing against your ear as he speaks, his voice husky with desire. "My love, you are a vision of pure temptation. Your willingness to offer yourself to me, do display your desire so openly... It drives me wild." With a low growl of hunger, he moves closer to you, his hands gripping your hips firmly as he positions himself behind you. His breath is hot against your skin as he leans in. "My love, you are absolutely irresistible. Your desire fuels my own."

With that, he guides himself into you, his hips meeting your ass in a passionate rhythm. He fills you completely, his movements strong and purposeful. Each thrust is a symphony of desire, a testament to the intensity of your connection. As he moves within you, he can't help but admire the marks and bites he left on your body. They serve as a visual of the pleasure and passion you've shared, a testament to the depth of your connection.

His hands roam over your marked flesh, his touch possessive and adoring. He savors the way your body responds to his every movement, the way you moan and whimper under his touch.

Together, you find release, your bodies moving in synchrony as you both reach the peak of pleasure. And in that moment you are reminded once again of the strength of your bond, the depth of your love for one another.

Your body relaxes, slowly collapsing back onto the bed as he pulls out. Both of you covered in a thin layer of sweat. "Penchant... Yeah right." You mumble breathlessly, teasing him for his earlier words. Donnie lays next to you, his fingers trailing down your spine.

"Ah, my love, you caught me." Donnie chuckles softly, his chest rising and falling with each breath as he gazes at you with a playful glint in his eyes. "Perhaps 'penchant' is too mild a word to describe my insatiable desire to mark and claim you. It's more like an obsession, a burning need that consumes me whenever I'm with you." He continues to trace delicate patterns along your spine, his touch gentle and soothing. "You bring out the wild and passionate side of me, my dear. I can't help but indulge in my desires when I'm with you."

He leans in, pressing a tender kiss to your shoulder, his voice filled with affection. "But I hope you know that it's not just about marking you physically, my love. It's about leaving an imprint on your heart and soul. It's about showing you how deeply I love and cherish you." Donnie pulls you closer, his arms wrapping around you in a warm embrace. "You are my everything, my dear. And I will continue to shower you with love, in whatever form it may take."

You snuggle closer to him, burying your face in his neck and taking a deep, content breath. "Thank you... For being mine and choosing me to be yours." You whisper, pulling away just enough to cup his jaw and kiss him slowly. Donnie's eyes soften as he feels your warmth against him, your words filling his heart with a sense of gratitude and love. He returns your kiss, his lips moving against yours with tenderness and affection.

"My love, it is I who should thank you. You bring me so much joy, so much purpose into my life. You accepted me for who I am, mutant and all, and you love me unconditionally." Donnie cups your face in his hands, his thumbs gently caressing your cheeks. "You are my soulmate. Together we are stronger..." He presses his forehead against yours, his voice filled with sincerity. "I choose you every day, my love. You are the one who completes me. I will always be yours now and forever. Thank you for reminding me to take a step back and remember the beauty that beyond the lab." He whispers softly, sealing his words with another tender kiss. His heart overflowing with love and gratitude for the incredible person you are.

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