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st4rymoon · 2 months

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Can u please make a Steven smut where the reader is obsessed with pink and Marc gets her light pink lingerie but she thinks it’s from Steven and she puts on a show for him

This <3

𝐍𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐧 𝐌𝐞 • Fem Reader x Marc Spector (ft. Steven <3)

- 18+, reader is obsessed with pink <3, riding!, jealousy, Marc fronts half way through the deed :3, soft dom Steven, mean dom Marc, unprotected sex!, reader wears lingerie, language, pet names, fingering!, teasing

Even when Marc was angry with you, he couldn’t help but buy you a few gifts while he was away doing Khonshus dirty work.

He picked out some pretty lace sets, all different shades of pink and fully aware that you loved anything pink. Once you’d moved in, there was always a hint of pink in every direction of his flat.

Steven didn’t mind it, he loved it but Marc and Jake weren’t the biggest fans of pink blankets and pillows littering their dull apartment. Sometimes Marc would even notice the pink fluff from your plushies on his jackets and shirts.

He would never admit it but he couldn’t help but smile whenever he noticed it.

Steven had called you the night before, letting you know your boys are back from their monthly work trips.

Marc had left the bag full of lace panties and lingerie sitting on his bed with pink tissue paper fluffing up the bag. He couldn’t wait to see you light up at the kind gesture he planned.

You stepped into an empty apartment, no sight of anyone but Gus swimming around in his tank. A buzz from your phone caught your attention “sorry love Donna is making me close tonight. I’ll be out in 30”your phone read.

Disappointed at the message you sighed but sent a reassuring text telling Steven not to worry. You’d just make yourself at home.

You tried to ignore the pink bag sitting pretty on the bed the second you walked in but as always, you were curious at what it could be.

For my favorite girl was written in pink ink on a small piece of paper, a string keeping it in place as it hung around one of the bags arms.

You smiled at the small message and slowly pulled the stuffing from bag. You squealed at the sight of delicate light pink lace sets of lingerie and sets of under garments.

There was no hesitation as you kicked off your clothes and picked out your favorite piece. You went for the soft pink set that came with a bra, panties, and matching garter belt.

The panties are embroidered with a white trim, the garter belt having two pretty pink bows on both your upper thighs and the bra having identical details making it all satisfyingly match. You looked like the perfect present for your boys.

You smiled at your reflection noticing how good it all fit. Steven really did know your size you thought.

You waited for Steven as you set the mood. Lighting a few candles and playing one of Jake’s more sensual records did a lot for the little flat.

Hearing the doorknob turn made you perk up, your body now facing the door as you posed yourself in the sexist position possible.

“I’m sorry love I really am, Donna and her bloody rules” Steven hissed as he burst inside. “It’s ok, you’ll make it up” you cooed.

Steven gasped, his shoulder bag slipping off onto the ground as he stood with his mouth wide open “bloody hell love” he huffed as he stumbled across the living room and made his way to you.

You giggled as you jumped onto the bed, playfully running from Steven as he pulled at your legs. He ignored Marc’s curses and insults as Steven savored the sight of your thick thighs being hugged by the thin elastic strand of cloth.

Steven I bought it ALL for her you little shit. Don’t you dare take the fucking credit!

The words flew through Steven’s ears “missed you so much darling” he whined as you pulled him in for a kiss, the words swallowed down by your lips as you kissed him hungrily.

Both of you moaned into each other as Steven’s arms laid beside your head, holding himself up steady as you wrapped your legs around him. “Show me how much you missed me then” you cooed.

Steven you asshole!

Marc’s voice echoed in Steven’s head as Marc tried his best to ask nicely. He didn’t want to take over the body but he didn’t appreciate Steven getting all the credit. The gifts were just one of the many apologies Marc had planned out but here Steven was indulging himself.

Steven this is the last time I ask nicely.

You squirmed as Steven’s hands ran up your thighs, his soft touch making you moan as he buried himself in your neck. His tongue lapped and sucked at your skin all the while his hips rocked onto your clothed body.

“N- No!”

You noticed as Marc took over, the once soft grip now rough as his hands held your thighs like letting go was the last thing he wanted to do.

“I bought you these, I wanna see ‘em” he hissed as he pushed out Steven’s pleads and curses. “Do you really think Steven’s the only one who can do something nice for you?”

You moaned as Marc’s hand snaked from under your spine and up to your hair. “Answer me” he hissed as he tugged a fist full of your hair back “No” you gasped “I- I just thought you hated pink. I’d think you’d buy me something red” you now confidently spoke.

“Wrong” he hummed “well I’m sorry, I just thought stev-“ you were cut short as Marc tugged your panties to the side and without a word he pushed two thick fingers into your tight cunt.

You mewled as he hummed with a cocky smile on his face. Marc payed attention to the sound of your needy whines growing louder with each of his thrusts.

Without a second thought he pulled out his fingers. You cried in agony as he ignored you “please Marc I’m sorry” you whined in hopes of getting him back between your legs.

“I know, I know you are bunny” he hummed “jus’ be patient. Just be patient.”

You spread your legs wide as you watched him begin to unbuckle his belt, his hand expertly moving his buckle to the side and in one quick tug he yanked the thick leather from around his waist.

Seeing Marc so impatient and irritated at the fact that someone else was taking credit for his actions was something you never knew you needed.

The way his ruffled hair bounced with his rushed movements as he kicked his jeans off was mesmerizing. Your eyes dumbly stared at his v-line as he tossed another layer of clothing.

“You want somethin’ honey?” He chuckled, his hand nudging your thighs apart as he leaned in and pressed a kiss against your plump lips. The sloppy kiss makes the both of you moan as your tongues intertwine and lap at each other.

Marc’s calloused hand plants itself softly around your neck as his hips grind into your sticky cunt. You could feel your slick begin to pool in the thin lace as he spread your legs wider.

“Marc” you moaned, your breath unsteady as his hands ran up your thighs and played with the thin straps of your garter belt. All he let out was a hum as his eyes dragged down your body and locked between your thighs.

A loud gasp slipped from your lips as two of his calloused fingers pulled the soft fabric of your panties to the side, two fingers instantly pushing into your tight cunt. “Marccc” his name rolled off your tongue in a purr, your hand wrapping onto his wrist as he watched you go dumb.

“This all it takes? Tsk”

Marc pulled away without a warning “Look at all this mess” he sighed as he held his fingers up to his face, his thick digits now covered in your sticky slick “open” he mouthed.

Without hesitation you did as told and tasted yourself “don’t swallow” he smiled. You nodded with his fingers still in your mouth as your tongue swirling around his digits.

Marc groaned as he yanked his fingers out and held you by the sides of your jaw to keep your mouth open so he could get a taste for himself.

“I think I want you above me sweetheart, that pathetic little look on your face will look even better from above” Marc hummed.

He loved how obedient you always are with him because in no time you were pushing him onto the pillows and straddling his thighs.

You managed to tug his boxers down to his knees by the time he got comfortable “I bet you were all worked up when Steve-“ Marc cut you off before you could even finish your sentence.

“Of course I’d be upset, I wanted to be the one greeted in this pretty outfit. I bought it for you and me for a reason so I won’t let Steven or Jake get a chance” he cockily smiled.

You nodded with an amused expression “oh yeah?”

“Yeah” Marc hissed.

“Torturing the both of them just to see me in this?” You pout “it’s so unfair” you cooed as you settled above his tip “I know it is, I’m selfish” he groaned with his eyes trained on your cunt.

“Very selfish” you cooed as you sunk down his length. Your nails dug into his shoulders as he settled deep inside you, his fat tip nudging deep as you sat onto his thighs.

Marc’s eyes rolled back into his skull as he felt your tight walls squeeze him with a vice grip “f- oh-“ he gasped as your hips began to move.

You watched as his jaw tightened with every heavy thrust of his hips.

You bloody asshole! I was the first here

She wanted me first

Marc blocked out Steven’s curses and pleads as he watched your tight cunt stretch around his fat length. You were already gushing slick as Marc buried his face into the crook of your neck.

He chuckled at the lewd sounds your pussy with his hands planted on your waist. He pressed a messy kiss onto your neck before taking a better look of the mess you were making.

“Shit” Marc cursed as he took in how soaked you were “miss me this much bunny? Look at how fucking easy it is to make you all wet and sticky” he chuckled.

He smiled at the feeling of his cock sliding in and out of your tight cunt “using your cum as a lube huh? What’s got you so sensitive” he teased. You ignored his words as you expertly swayed your hips and rode him for all he’s got.

You mewled as each word coming out of Marc’s mouth was followed by a heavy thrust. You clawed and scratched at his shoulders as he spread your legs wide, pinning them open to each side with his thighs for better leeway.

You couldn’t resist the high pitched moan that spilled from your lips as Marc mumbling to himself. Heavy-eyed and a passionate look in his eyes as he went on and on about how good your pussy is, how much he missed being in you, and how smart it was of him to buy you these pretty little outfits.

Look so fuckin’ pretty sweetheart. Taking it like a champ huh? My sweet little plaything takin’ me so well.

You couldn’t get a word out as Marc fucked you dumb with a heavy hand on your throat “Mmm- Ma- Marccc” you mewled, nails dragging down his arms as you try and get a hold of him.

Marc hummed and gave you his hand to squeeze knowing you always craved some extra comfort. Steven watched through the mirror with a large frown on his face as he watched you cum around Marc’s cock, your eyes rolled back in ecstasy as Marc glared at Steven with cocky smile.

“Who’s making you feel this good honey? Say it” Marc taunted “Marc Ma- ohh fuckk” you hiccuped “say it louder” he cooed.

Steven’s couldn’t watch. He was beyond furious as the pretty cries of Marc’s name you let out echoed through the room.

“Could Steven fuck you this good?”

Marc was cruel knowing you had no damn clue what you were saying, so cock drunk you didn’t even realize what you were getting yourself into.

“No no only you Marc fu-“

Steven scoffed. He’d just have to remind you how much better he is at fucking you.

#marc spector x you #marc spector smut #marc spector x reader #marc spector #smut #marvel smut #moon knight smut #moonknight smut #moonknight x reader #moon kingdom #steven grant smut #steven grant x you #steven grant x reader #steven smut

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stevenssacrab · 5 months

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Popsicle

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Summary: In an attempt to beat the London heat wave, you enjoy a popsicle, unlocking a need in Steven he never knew he had.

Rating: 18+ smut (minors, do not interact)

Warnings: Blowjob (rough), teasing, innocent Steven, Steven being surprisingly rough (good for him lol)

Word Count: 1.4k

a/n: I hope this is satisfactory, I had so much fun writing it. And yes I will write about other marvel characters, but I just love him mom!

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Steven has always been timid about the more intimate parts of your relationship; he never wanted to pressure you into anything, so he never said anything, leaving all of his needs unsatisfied. You always had an inkling that he was holding back; you always tried to give him the push he needed, but to no avail.

Steven, are you comin'?" You yelled from across the apartment; you were sitting on the sofa fanning yourself with your hand; this London heat wave was killer; even with all the windows open, it was still blazing; you decided on a sugary treat; what better way to beat the heat than with an iconic bomb popsicle. You return to the sofa, and Steven is still not there.

"Steven?" You asked, worry evident in your voice

"Yes?" Steven chirps face etched in worry at the tone of your voice.

"Oh, there you are." You say happily, motioning for him to join you on the sofa.

"Hey, are you okay, honey?" You ask, concerned at the pensive look on Steven's face

"Huh? Oh, uh yeah, aces." He sputtered, walking over to the sofa. He plops beside you, automatically wrapping his strong arm around you.

"Okay, let's go," you say in a singsong voice, hitting play on the remote.

"God, does she have to be eating that right now?" Steven thought to himself, cussing himself for letting his mind wander; he hadn't been watching the movie at all; he'd been more occupied watching how well your lips wrapped around the popsicle. You sat leaning full into Steven's body, just eating your popsicle, not knowing the effect you were having on him.

Steven shifts uncomfortably in his seat, trying to look anywhere but you, but he can't look away; Steven's breath hitches in his throat as you slowly lick up the side of the popsicle, moaning gently at the taste, stopping to suck the tip softly; you groan again loving the taste. Steven clears his throat awkwardly, trying to rein it in but failing miserably.

You release the popsicle with a pop and turn to Steven. "Are you sure you're okay, honey? You seem tense. Do you want a massage?" You offer, bringing your hand to his shoulder; Steven only flitches and moves away from your touch.

"Yeah, y-yeah, I'm fine, love, don't worry," he says, eyes darting all over the room; he uncomfortably shifts away from you, moving the sofa pillow over his lap, hoping to conceal his secret, praying you don't pick up on how he's acting.

"No, something's wrong, Steven. Honey, you can tell me what's wrong; I wanna help you," you say, crawling on all fours towards him. Poor Steven is so flustered; his breathing is quick, and he can hear his heartbeat in his ears; it's all becoming so much.

"Steven?" You say gently, placing your hand on his thigh, squeezing gently. Steven gasps at your touch, looking directly at your hand, eyes flickering between you and your hand.

"I-I, will you please?" He whimpers softly before hiding his head in his hands and sighing loudly in defeat.

"It's just that I've been watching you eat that popsicle since we started the movie, and I can't focus, and I'm sorry if this makes you uncomfortable. I was trying to be mature about it, and you don't—"Steven rambles on, clearly heading into a spiral.

"Steven," you interrupt, grabbing his face and forcing him to look you in the eyes.

"Did you like watching me suck the popsicle?" You say deep and sultry

"Did you imagine me sucking your dick like that, Steven? You like watching me wrap my lips around it and suck gently, moaning at the sweet taste," you say, hands slowly running up and down his chest, feeling his heartbeat in your palm; you look deeply into his eyes, your hand gripping his upper thigh; watching him swift awkwardly in place.

"I-I, please, I need" he stutters, too shy to voice what he needs

"Hmm? What do you need, baby?" You whisper innocently, hands slowly sliding where he needs you most; you gently stroke him over his pants, feeling his rock-hard cock. You lean forward, licking from the base of Steven's neck to his ear. "Do you like it when I do this?" You whisper into his ear as your hand worm underneath his pants, grabbing his cock, and slowly stroking it once.

Steven gasps and moans lowly, throwing his head back. "God, yes," he answered, looking at you with pleading eyes, silently begging you for more. You can never resist teasing Steven; he's always so responsive to your touch; you stroke his cock at an agonizingly slow pace.

"Ah fuck” he groans. "More Y/N, more," he begs, entirely giving into it. "Please," he whimpers, gripping the sofa tightly.

You grip his cock tighter and stroke his cock faster, watching his eyes roll back and groan at the sound he lets out.

"Anything for you, my love" you say lightly, getting off the sofa and dropping to your knees in front of him, placing your hands on his knees and pulling them apart; you slide your hands up his thighs slowly, reaching for his pants, you pull them off him smoothly, you mouth waters, he cock stands up against his stomach, tip glistening with precum. You wrap your hand around the base of his cock and bring it to your mouth; looking Steven in the eyes as he watches mouth agape, his chest rising and falling quickly

"Keep your eyes on me, Steven," you say firmly; you stick your tongue out, gently licking the precum, moaning softly at the taste; you keep your eyes on Steven as you slowly take his long cock into your mouth, watching his face contort with pleasure. You bring your head back up slowly, hollowing your cheeks, moaning around his dick; Steven moaning loudly at the site; he eagerly watches you close your eyes, your lips wrapping perfectly around him, almost like you were made just for him. You grab the base and slap his cock on your tongue, smiling up at him while you do it.

"Fuck Y/N, just like that," he whines lowly, "you're so perfect' he says, eyebrows knitting together. He sits with his hands at his sides, afraid to touch you; you grab his hands and bring them to your head, his hands burying themselves in your hair, making you move faster. He groans loudly, gripping your hair tightly; you feel chills crawl across your body, and you moan around his cock, loving how desperate he is right now.

"Oh god, yes," he lets out, panting loudly, guiding your head up and down his cock; you loved seeing Steven like this, so desperate; he'd do anything if you ask. You look up at him, moaning at the utter bliss written across his face; you bring your hand up and gently cup his balls; Steven growls at the new sensation; he scoots closer to the edge of the sofa as he abandons any hesitation he once had. He grips your hair tightly, tearing up at the pain, the once hesitant Steven long gone; he pushes your head all the way down til your nose meets his pelvis; you whine loudly, hands gripping Steven's thighs tightly.

"Fuck fuck fuck fuck” he grunts out with every thrust, his cock hitting the back of your throat; you gag loudly. Steven doesn't care; he greedily fucks your mouth, tears roll down your cheeks, and you focus on not gagging; Steven gently wipes your tears away, a stark difference to how he uses your mouth. You feel his cock twitch; you know he's close; you suck harshly, taking control once again, and he watches you bob your head up and down, panting loudly.

'I'm so close, don't stop," he moans out, head thrown back; you reach your hand up his chest and play with his nipple gently; he whines loudly, bucking his hips into your mouth.

You pull his cock out of your mouth; you stroke his cock quickly. "Cum for me Steven, cum in my mouth" you say, quickly putting his cock back into your mouth sucking harshly.

"Fuuuuck," he groans loudly, his hands burying themselves in your hair again, holding you down, as he cums in your mouth, gritting his teeth together as he comes down from his high; you swallow everything, happily showing Steven afterward

"Oh my god' Steven says, smiling brightly to himself. "That was even better than I imagined," he sighed happily

"I'm glad you liked it," you giggle, sitting next to him, cuddling into him

"Liked it? I bloody loved it," he chirps, kissing your temple.

#moon knight #moon kingdom #Steven Grant #Steven Grant smut #oscar issac hernandez estrada #oscar issac fic #oscar issac imagine #marvel #marvel smut #marvel x reader #jennys.work

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everymariogalaxy · 4 months

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14/17- Moon Kingdom

#mario #super mario #super mario bros #super mario odyssey #smo #mario nintendo #moon kingdom #honeylune ridge #everyodysseykingdom #honestly my favourite mario ive drawn he so happy <3

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allofthebeanz · 21 days

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The Knight of the Moon (inspired by Sailor Moon)

The rest of the inner sailor scouts will be coming up, too, so watch out for those!

Prints

(Venus, Mercury)

#art beanz #sailor moon #usagi tsukino #illustration #digital art #art #artists on tumblr #luna #fantasy #princess serenity #moon kingdom

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kailuuart · 1 year

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A while ago I started (and never continued) creating a "media journal" of all the shows and movies I enjoyed. After finding the old sketches I've decided to give myself another go at it!

#my art #digital art #artists on tumblr #fanart #ipad procreate #artist on tumblr #sailor moon fanart #sailor moon crystal #pretty guardian sailor moon #usagi tsukino #chiba mamoru #prince endymion #silver millennium #moon kingdom #anime fanart

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kitsuneblossomillustrations · 10 months

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Sailor Moon Nuveau 🌙

A love ever lasting🌙❤️🌍

Glad I finally got around to finishing this piece - if i can muster it may try to do some of the other scouts with their other halfs ❤️

Wish it was as easy to draw as the speedpaint 😅

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arikitari-josei-osaka-naru · 6 months

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Vision of The Great Shadow Youma

Late submission for @smvillainsweek 2023 Day 3, theme: Prophecy. This piece is also (loosely) inspired by the "Our Super Weapon R" fan manga from 2003, by Senhi Shinban and Kazuyuki Tsukine, though I've reworked the ideas to fit my own story: "The peace talks between the Golden Kingdom of Earth and the Silver Millennium Kingdom of the Moon were finally going well. The people of Earth would take more convincing, but Queen Calyce and Queen Serenity were already good friends, and agreed on a plan to establish nine "Crystal Points" within the Golden Kingdom, giving the Earth's people the same longevity enjoyed by those living on the Moon. Prince Endymion and his four Heavenly Knights were busy keeping the peace, fending off a series of energy-draining attacks (perpetrated by servants of a mysterious Dark Pact: the dark "Princess" Osakaite, and her minion, Ullmannite the spy). In the meanwhile, the prince sent his trusted assistants, the Seven Warriors of Fortune, to meet with the four guardian soldiers of the Moon Princess to help plan the Crystal Points. The shy young Warrior Bunbo and the kind genius Sailor Mercury got along quite well- but when Bunbo finally worked up his courage to shake her hand, he had a terrible vision- and the dreadful feeling that it was already too late...!" The day 4 piece goes with this one, and includes an explanation of the manga "Our Super Weapon R" (which has a different telling of the Seven Great Youma's adventures during the corruption of the Earth Kingdom):

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cosmicfaeriewitch · 2 years

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#sailor moon says #sailor moon #sailor scouts #pink #cute #words #txt #quotes #meme #queen serenity #neo queen serenity #sailor stars #moon kingdom

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twinprincessparty · 6 months

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Worker uniforms for Drop, Windmill, Flame, Sunny, and Moon Kingdoms!

Based on their looks from the original concept with some changes.

#fushigi boshi no futago hime #fushigiboshi no futagohime #the twin princesses of the wonder planet #twin princesses of wonder planet #twin princess of wonder planet #twin princess #drop kingdom #windmill kingdom #flame kingdom #sunny kingdom #moon kingdom #worker uniforms

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st4rymoon · 11 months

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Guilty Pleasure

Pairing 〉 Steven Grant x Fem Reader

Genre 〉 Smut and Fluff

Warnings 〉Somnophilia, dubcon!, teasing, unprotected sex, pet names (doll, love), P n V, slightly Pervy Steven, dry humping, steven slightly fighting his urges, creampie

Summary 〉Anxious about Stevens's distance, you confront him about a situation that happened while reading one of his books. Little did you know the reason for his distance was to keep temptation away.

You tried to hide the concern on your face as you notice Steven's eyes avoiding yours ever since you walked in.

You had no clue what you did for him to be doing this. Suddenly your mind flashed back to 2 days ago, you were reading one of his many books about Egyptian mythology. While putting it back on his shelf, a few books fell and one happened to land flat open causing one of the pages to slightly rip.

Steven reassured you it was ok, but you started convincing yourself it did bother him, he was just being his usual sweet self to avoid conflict with you.

“Steven?”

You can see his body tense as his name rolls off your tongue “y- yeah?” he shakily replies as you sit beside him.

“What’s wrong? You haven’t looked at me or even spoken to me since I got here. Do you want me to leave? Give you some space?”

Steven almost falls off the bed in protest “NO! No no”. “It’s about the book isn’t it? I already ordered you another, it’ll be here soon” you nodded. You can see the confusion on his face “Book? What book love?”

“The book that fell off your shelf when I was putting one away remember? The page ripped a little?” You mutter while feeling the guilt of ruining one of his beloved books fill you.

Stevens's face softens as he finally connects the dots, you thought he was mad at you? for a book?

He couldn’t help but chuckle to himself seeing how worried you were “Doll trust must me I’m not mad, and definitely not for that little accident” he smiles reassuringly.

You feel yourself finally relax as he connects his soft doe eyes to yours. Steven felt a little guilty knowing you were beating yourself up for this whole book fiasco.

When you walked into his apartment with his favorite skirt and a silk blouses on, he knew if he looked at you once he’d be fighting himself not to pin you onto the bed and fuck you senseless.

Steven wasn’t one to show that side of himself, he kept all his dirty thoughts and urges to himself. “Come” Steven smiles, extending his arms out signaling for you to bury yourself in his arms.

Burying your face in his neck, your legs completely straddle him for a more comfortable position. His body jerks slightly as you rub up against his crotch, your soft sways as you hug him tightly making him anxious at the thought of you feeling him grow hard.

“Love you” you mutter softly as you press a soft kiss on his warm flesh, his arms wrapped around your waist, slightly lifting you in hopes to hide his growing bulge.

“Love you too doll” he hums as he places you onto his lap softly, his mind under control or rather distracting himself with counting the objects in his room to avoid his thoughts.

Both of you stay in this position, his eyes on the television as you stay cuddled onto his body. You were semi-drained from work and the stress of worrying about Steven being mad at you. You couldn’t help but fall asleep as soon as you fell into his arms.

Steven smiled at your shallow breaths, your chest rising slightly with each breath as he tucked your hair behind your ear. “Always so pretty” he hums, his index finger softly running down your cheek as he places a kiss on your head.

Just as he was about to reach for the control, he heard a soft noise come from between his arms. Low whines escaped you as you squirmed in his lap.

Steven almost choked as you pressed yourself onto him, hips swaying softly as you rode out the sex dream you were having. His head falls back at the feeling, he felt like this was both the best and worst kind of torture.

It got worse once he heard his name come from your mouth, the low ‘stevens’ and muffled whines making him whine quietly.

He was having a debate in his mind. He wanted to move your pretty white panties to the side and fuck you awake, but the other protested. You’ve both only slept with each other once and neither of you never talked about fucking each other awake.

Although you’d never admit it, a part of you wore the outfit in hopes of him fucking you. The first time you both had sex, you could tell he was holding back.

His eyes were blown out, breaths unsteady as he looked down at you, your eyes closed and shirt slightly riding down just enough to let him see your plump tits spilling out of your bra.

He told himself one button wouldn’t hurt. His fingers impressively unbuttoned one of your buttons, then another, and another. By the time he finished, your shirt was fully open, the silk fabric gliding on your skin as you swayed onto him.

His self-control went out the window once he heard you beg, the soft whine in your voice as you cried his name. He needed to hear your pretty whines for himself.

His arms lift you slightly, his free hand sliding his sweats down as far as he could before moving your panties to the side.

He was burning up, his breathing louder than it was before as he ran two fingers through your puffy folds. Your cunt coating his two fingers as he took in your gummy walls.

His cock was leaking with pre cum as he took his fingers out of you and stroked himself with your slick. A loud sigh leaves him as he feels himself twitch.

He knows he shouldn’t be doing this. But he couldn’t help it, your soft flesh and pretty cunt rubbing against him as you slept.

He adjusts himself below you, a loud whine leaving him as he rubs his tip through your folds. He’d never felt like this before, his body was tingling, and eyes blown out as he watches you closely.

You lowered yourself onto him softly, his body trembling as you clench around him. Low gasps from your sleeping form as he gave you time to adjust. His fingers dug into your hips, his head on your shoulder as he kept himself calm.

His hands lift you softly, his hips softly thrusting up as he groaned at the feeling. His soft persona left as soon as he picked the pace up. His hips slammed into you harshly, your eyes fluttering open as you felt him stretching you.

“St- Steven?” You mutter as he fucks deeper into you. “I know baby, I’m sorry. Couldn’t help it” he says in almost a embarrassed voice. “It’s oka- o- it’s-” you try reassuring him but can’t manage a word out as he takes your blouse off completely.

Your body was burning, the feeling of his warm hands piercing your skin make you clench. “Love you, lo- love you so much” he seethes through his teeth.

Your nails dug into his shoulders as you tried to hold yourself up, his pretty brown curls sticking to his forehead as the sweat dripped down his face.

Heavy pants and moans fill the room as he picks up the pace.

“St-eve-“

Steven swore he could’ve came right there. Hearing the sound of your voice shakily cry out his name made him twitch.

He was lost in bliss, his eyes watching the way he slid in and out of you perfectly made him bite his lip. The white ring of slick forming at the base of his cock makes him hiss.

“Always so pretty” he hums, his hand holding your face up to his as he watches your watery eyes roll back as he pulls you into a kiss.

Both of you moan into each other, the sweet taste of ice cream from his snacking before lingering on his tongue as you sloppily kissed.

You could feel the knot forming in your stomach. Steven could see it, the way your stomach clenched and high-pitched whines escaped you.

“I’ve got you love” his raspy voice purred as you clenched around him. Your nails dig into his arms, a loud moan leaving you as he continued to fuck you through your orgasm.

A low chuckle leaves him as he watches you shake. His lap was a complete mess. Your slick covering his lap, slightly wetting his sweats as he sloppily fucks into you.

“Gonna fuck my cum into you doll, this pretty look on your face is driving me crazy” he huffs.

You nod at his words, the thought of him cumming in you making you clench as his breaths grow heavier.

Steven couldn’t believe this was happening, he swore it could’ve been a dream. The only way he knew he wasn’t dreaming was the feeling of your nails digging into his skin, he loved when you bruised him up.

“Go- on- fuckk” Steven cries out as he sloppily fucks his cum into you. Both of your moans synced as he fucked you full. The feeling of his warm seed filling you was addicting. You knew you’d start birth control as soon as you felt him leaking out of you.

“Love you so much, so much” he pants as you fall onto his chest. Your sweaty bodies connected as he moved the hair out of your face.

“I’m sorr-“

You knew what he was going to apologize for. You could care less that he fucked you awake for the first time, you loved it more than you expected. “Shhh” you hummed as you shook your head “Don’t apologize”.

He let out a sigh as you hugged him tightly.

“Let’s get you cleaned up”

#moon knight #moon kingdom #steven grant #steven grant smut #oscar issac imagine #oscar issac hernandez estrada #oscar issac fic #oscar issac smut #steven smut #moon knight smut #marvel #marvel smut

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thehouseofmorningstar34 · 5 days

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Tommorw is the silver ball at the moon kingdom of course I had to ask the king in style

(we're going to see a movie and a silent prom event)

#moon kingdom #sailor moon #obsessed with sailor moon #king endymion #queen neo serenity #promposal #silent prom

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stevenssacrab · 5 months

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Pathetic

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Summary: Steven forgets a vital anniversary dinner, and a fight ensues, both of you saying things you'll regret, and when you truly learn what life is like without Steven, he returns

Rating: PG-13

Warnings: Depressed reader, arguing, reader and Steven being very mean to each other

Word Count: 1.6k

a/n: First fic ever! Hope y'all like it, I worked very hard on it and overthought a lot of course lol. I'm open to suggestions on how I can improve, please be nice though I'm a sensitive girl, I will cry about it lmao

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It started with something minor: Steven forgetting to put his clothes in the laundry basket, not putting his dishes back, or something as simple as not using a coaster on the coffee table. Usually, you would brush it off, but today was the breaking point; Steven had forgotten your anniversary dinner.

You waited for hours, but after a few hours, you knew he wasn't coming home anytime soon. After a certain point, you didn't see a reason to still be dressed, changing into one of Steven's hoodies, missing his calm scent. You decided to heat up some disappointing leftovers compared to the lovely dinner you thought you'd be enjoying by now; you were cleaning up the kitchen when you heard the front door open. Sighing deeply, preparing yourself for the argument you knew was coming.

Steven's heavy footsteps are heard sauntering towards the kitchen, each step making you more anxious than the last. He rounds the corner, not even meeting your eyes, just tossing his lunch back into the fridge.

"Well?" you said, clearly annoyed that he hadn't spoken a word since walking in.

"Well what Y/N?" he sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose, already at his wit's ends

You scoff, smiling in disbelief. "Honestly, Steven, do you even know what day it is today?" a not-so-subtle dig at his current mental state. Steven looks up at you pitifully, clearly not wanting to fight, but you're way past that. "Steven, we had dinner planned tonight," voice a little louder than intended. "Can't you just get your head on straight for one day and remember our plans?" you say, throwing your hand towel on the counter; you walk around the kitchen island, not breaking eye contact.

"Y/N, please, I don't wanna do this today; Donna was on my ass all day; I really can't do this right now."

"Steven you do this every time, anytime I want to talk to you, you never have time for me." throwing your hands up in frustration.

"Y/N" he says, warning you; he looks into your eyes with an intensity you've never seen before

"No Steven! Why do you alwa-"

"STOP!" he booms loudly, slamming his fist on the counter. "Do you ever stop!? It's never enough for you," he says, stepping closer to you, looking down at you, making you feel 2 inches tall. "Do you think you're the only one trying?" he says with venom laced in every word. "How about the little effort you put in, and I'm always the one in the wrong?" stepping even closer, slowly backing you into a corner.

You've never seen Steven this angry; he's usually so sweet, caring, and understanding; seeing him like this was terrifying.

"Stev-" you squealed out.

"NO Y/N! YOU LISTEN TO ME, ALRIGHT" he hissed out, eyes wide and body tense. "I've had enough; I'm never gonna be enough for you, am I?" he barked, lowering his head.

"I can't do this anymore; I'm done," he said quietly. He was looking down at the floor, avoiding your eyes once again.

"What?" you asked, afraid of the answer, reaching out your hands to hold him, but he only swats your hands away.

"I'm done; I can't do this anymore. You're pathetic," he declared, looking at you as if you were the scum of the earth.

"Wait, Steven, please just listen to me," you pleaded, following behind him as he headed out the door. "STEVEN!" you cried, tears rolling down your face.

Steven starts his car, ignoring your cries, pulling out of your driveway, tears threatening to boil over.

You just stood in the doorway, watching him drive away, in denial that this is happening. Could this really be the end? You think back to all the times you complained to Steven that he was never doing enough for you, that he never had time for you, accusing him of never loving you. You slowly close the door, knees finally giving out from under you, wondering how they've kept you up this long; you pull your knees to your chest, holding onto them for dear life. You let out a sob that you're positive your neighbors could hear, but that was the least of your worries.

You don't know when, but at some point, you went to bed; when you woke up, you had almost forgotten what had happened, and more tears filled your eyes at the thought of never seeing Steven again.

You reached for your phone, attempting to call Steven. It rang once and went straight to voicemail, "he's avoiding me," you admitted sadly. "Hey, this is Steven. You know what to do, later gators." You smiled at Steven's cute little phrase, recalling every time you ended a call with him. Mentally scolding yourself for letting something so beautiful go, someone who loved and cherished you wholeheartedly.

The past few days have been debilitating; everything reminds you of Steven; every thought leads back to Steven, and all roads lead back to Steven. Food has tasted bland, flavorless, and unpalatable; you stopped craving food after the first day, eating strictly for your survival and well-being. All the color has left the world, leaving everything dull and achromic; every conversation has been quick and compressed, not having the energy to carry out an entire conversation or participate in society. Everyone around you has noticed you're less cheerful than you used to be, and everyone has physically pointed it out to you.

"Hey, are you okay? You seem kinda down?" Or "Did something happen?"

It's been driving you crazy; yes, you know you're depressed. Why must everyone point it out as if you don't feel it yourself? It's made you very snappy at everyone, chewing out anyone who dares to ask; word got out that you and Steven broke up, then started the looks of pity. Any time you met anyone's eyesight, they would give you a glimpse of sympathy and a sad smile; you almost preferred them asking if you were okay over the pity smiles and whispered conversation when they think you're out of earshot.

Today was your day off. Luckily, on these days, you choose to lay in bed all day, looking at old photos of you and Steven and weeping when it all becomes too much.

You were lying in bed when you heard your doorbell ring; you groaned loudly and crawled out of bed; you sighed deeply, not mentally prepared to have a conversation with someone right now. You throw open the door, already annoyed at whoever is at your door; you look up and see Steven standing in front of you, not looking any better than you, to your surprise.

"Hey," he uttered, looking at the ground. "Can we talk?" he said, looking at you with pleading eyes. "Please," he says when you don't answer.

"Y-Yeah, come in," you utter, stepping back, feeling your heart beat out of your chest.

"Thank you," he said, walking up timidly, nodding his head shyly, stepping quickly, afraid you might change your mind; you're blinking your eyes to make sure he's actually in front of you and not hallucinating.

He sat on your gray couch, shifting every few seconds and running his sweaty palms on his pants, notably very uncomfortable. You walk around the sofa and sit in a loveseat across from him, afraid he'll leave if you get too close.

He clears his throat before speaking. "I-" he stutters out, not knowing where to begin; he reaches into his back pocket and pulls out a piece of paper.

"Y/N, I know I've said some truly awful things to you, and I deeply regret what I've said; I feel awful how everything played out, and there were much better ways to redirect my emotions and not take them out on you. My actions are unforgivable, and I take full responsibility. In the future, instead of lashing out unfairly at you, I will do my best to communicate properly and not keep how I feel buried inside. I understand I can't fix everything, but if you let me, I'll spend the rest of my life trying to make up for my mistakes and make things right." He said, voice cracking, and cleared his throat awkwardly, folding the paper and putting it into his back pocket.

You are stunned, not knowing what to say; you play with your fingers nervously.

"Oh, Steven," you say, gently grabbing his hands and moving next to him on the couch. Steven tightly grips your hands, scared you'll slip through his fingers.

"I feel like I should be apologizing to you, sweetie," you say softly, raising your hand to cup his cheek. Steven, smiling softly at the affectionate name, leans into your touch, gently grabbing your hand and kissing the palm. Your cheeks heated up slightly at the display of affection.

"I can't even begin to tell you how sorry I am." You blinked away the tears. "I took you for granted, my love; I promise you as long as I live, I will treat you like the king you are," you say, looking deep into his dark brown eyes. Steven's eyes fill with tears; he pulls you into a tight hug, letting the emotion take over as he lets out a sob, hugging you tighter than before.

You caress Steven's back and let him cry. "I'm so sorry Y/N" he whimpered, body shaking violently.

"It's alright, my love." You pull back, meeting Steven's eyes.

Steven pulls you into a passionate kiss, holding onto you as if his life depended on it; you grip his shirt and pull him in to deepen the kiss, your heart beating out of your chest; you roam your hands on his chest and stomach, sliding your cold hands underneath Steven shirt. He gasps softly, pulling away from you.

"I love you Y/N" he says confidently, never being more sure in his life.

"I love you too Steven."

#moon knight #moon kingdom #steven grant #oscar issac imagine #oscar issac hernandez estrada #oscar issac fic #marvel #marvel smut #marvel x reader #steven grant hurt/comfort #steven grant angst #steven grant fluff #jennys.work

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