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loganbcrnes · 2 years

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Gym Fever

Logan Howlett x reader x Victor Creed

Summary: you are working out at the gym, when tensions rise between you, Logan and Victor

warnings: 18+, smut, double-penetration, anal & vaginal, pussy eating, blowjobs & unprotected sex.

authors note: hello! I’m back with this oneshot, i’ve been going to the gym for the past few months and kept thinking about how hot it’d be to go to the same gym as Logan and Victor, so i just haaad to write this. Obviously set in an alternate universe or some shit, because i don’t think Logan would ever be a fitness trainer lol.

readers ethnicity and body type isn’t mentioned, want everyone to feel inclusive. Enjoy :)

How did you end up laying on a yoga mat with one man fucking your throat and the other eating you out?

With your legs draped over Logan’s shoulders and your nails digging into Victor’s thighs, you lose yourself in the mist of pleasure clouding your mind. While the big muscular man standing over you rolls his hips and fills your mouth with the sole purpose of chasing the tightness of your throat, the other, in between your legs, spreads your lips to marvel at the sight of your pink and shiny sex before giving it a kitten lick, first testing the waters, then diving in and ravishing the delicacy offered to him. The thing about the situation that has your skin heating up and your head swimming, is the fact that you could get caught by anyone, it’s the thrill and the anticipation of getting in trouble that makes you excited and keeps moisture pooling at your core.

You all know it’s against the gym’s policy for employers to fraternize with customers, you’re all fully aware of the consequences if you’re caught in the act. Logan could be fired, yours and Victor’s membership could be taken away and you could be blacklisted if you’re not careful. Next time, if there is a next time, it won't be so rushed, it’ll be more meticulously planned, choosing one of your homes instead of the workout room well past closing. Next time, you sigh to yourself, your mind already planning ahead.

Logan Howlett, your personal trainer, doesn’t waste any time in drinking the slick you are, so generously, producing for him; you taste amazing, sweet with a pinch of sour, your walls are greedy for his fingers as they pump into you and your toned legs flex around his head, threatening to lock him in place until you are completely satisfied. His goatee and stubble burning your inner thighs as he continues to lick.

He revels in the gargled moans escaping from your full mouth, in the little jerks of your hips when he touches your sweet spot and insists on rubbing it, flicking and sucking on your hard nub at the same time. Victor Creed, Logan’s brother, but also your gym bro, could make jokes about how healthy he is for you, how many benefits his cum would give you, but he refrains himself as this is not the time to joke, this is the time to watch the outline of his cock when he pushes in deep down your throat, this is the time to hold your shoulders and make sure you take all of him with your nose pressed to his testicles. It’s difficult to properly breathe, however, you try your best, to please them, to make this special workout session worth it for everybody.

Drool and spit drip down your blushed cheeks, slick and saliva trail down your sex, wetting your tense ring of muscles in their path, but none of it touches the ground; Logan flattens his tongue and collects every last drop of it, Victor scoops it up with his thumbs and uses it as lube to rub your nipples, to make them wet as if he was suckling on them. Are you on Earth? Are you on another planet? Are you flying or are you grounded? Your head is incapable of forming coherent thoughts at the moment, your body feels like it’s experiencing electric shocks every time the tip of a tongue or the pad of a finger touches it.

Everything feels like you’re watching your bent backwards body from above, as if in an extrasensory bubble ready to burst any second, now. All the built up tension reaches a breaking point when Logan pushes your legs up with his hands on the back of your thighs and dives into your pussy without even taking a breath. Victor leaves your mouth as he sees your writhing, conscious that your orgasm is about to hit you, you breathe in fresh air through desperate pants and roll onto yourself, climax making your whole body flex and fall from the hard but squishy ball.

“Victor, you should taste her, she’s amazing” Logan chuckles, licking the remnants of your release from his lips.

“Oh, I will, don’t worry” your eyes are closed as you try to regulate your breathing again, but you can hear the smirk in the man’s voice and shiver, knowing they’re not even half done with you.

It all started earlier that day, when you were doing some mobility stretches before your appointment with Logan for some new compound movements. Your consultation went pretty well, afterwards you talked a little about your lifestyle, how active you are, what your goals are and, then, he asked about your sex life, if you had anyone you could exercise with or who would cook for you to see if he had to simplify recipes even more or not.

That question should have sounded disrespectful and completely out of place, but, when you told him that, no, you did not have anyone by your side, his eyes darkened and his voice lowered for just a second. The air around you felt thicker, you couldn’t be the only one feeling some sort of tension between the two of you and that’s when Victor came in, not even knocking, not expecting anyone to be there except for his friend and brother. He felt it immediately, the sexually charged air around you, he could almost see little sparks going off around your bodies, a smirk grew onto his face and you could see his sharp teeth. He asked if everything was okay and both you and Logan whispered a weak “yes” in unison, as if practiced. Victor was a little confused but he let it slide, exiting the office with a small smirk and going back to his workout. You left soon after, power walking to the women's locker room to splash some cold water on your face and change into your gym clothes, shorts and a sports bra, ready to do the compound moves that Logan showed you earlier.

Everything went well during your training, you did some deadlifts, squats, Bulgarian split-squats and by the end of it, your legs and butt were sore and felt like jelly, you could barely walk. Victor looked at you doing sumo deadlifts, pushing your butt out, he looked at Logan looking at you from a little window dividing the activities room from the main hall with all the machines, he looked intently and he got an idea. It almost felt like a little lightbulb turned on above his head and he had to tell his brother because he knew he would have agreed in a heartbeat.

So that’s how you ended up in between the two men, it all sparked from the elder’s idea to have some fun together since you, yourself, mentioned you had no one, what bad could some fun do? Well… maybe you did a little crush on them, but you were never going to let them know that.

Right now, with Victor’s naked body sprawled over the mat-like floor, you mount his face, nestling your sensitive core over his lips as Logan comes to kneel beside you both. His fingers trace a path across your shoulder blades and down your chest to fondle your breasts gently, squeezing the soft mounds and pinching your nipples to send a shock wave up your spine. You are convinced Victor’s lips are wicked because there is no way he is this good, they can’t feel so soft at every press over your folds, his tongue can’t reach so deep inside you, his sharp teeth softly nibbling at your clit, it is just not possible! However, it is possible, the man in between your legs flattens his tongue to trail the length of your soft lips and lap at your wetness before fucking you with it.

His hands snake up to your ass and squeeze your roundness, pushing you to move, to ride him properly. It’s a gentle slap on your ass cheek that awakens you from your sensory trance and sets you free to move, to roll your hips and to grind on his lips over and over, filling the room with beautiful melodies of rhythmic “ah ah”s.

“Shit… Look at you, Darlin’” Logan marvels at the sight of your body bouncing, of your back arching when you rest your hands over Victor’s thighs.

Logan looks at you for a long minute, he observes your features, the little creases on your forehead, the way you furrow your eyebrows at a particular flick of the other man’s tongue, and it’s only when your body shakes from an impending orgasm and you flop down, curving your back, that he grips your hair in his fist and pulls you back, stealing a gasp from your throat.

“Don’t forget about me, doll” Logan mutters, low, making you open your eyes and look at his blown out ones.

Talking is not necessary in his situation, you think, actions speak louder than words, so, while you keep yourself balanced with one hand resting on Victor’s wide hairy chest, the other stretches to the side to hold Logan’s thick cock and jerk him, slowly. The man hisses as soon as his neglected length is granted some attention, he growls, low in his throat and lolls his head back, living the moment and the softness of your fingers circling his hardness.

“Just like that” he sighs when you pick up the pace a little, still able to pump him even with pleasure threatening to overwhelm your entire system.

It’s too hard to resist, to keep moving, after a while, as your body is too tired to keep going. You sit on the man’s face, almost suffocating him, however, he doesn’t relent; he keeps lapping at your folds and, once he encases your pearl in between his teeth and bites, everything inside you explodes. You flop on your side, then, next to Victor, and abandon Logan’s length for the time being. Victor pulls you close, whispering soft praises, stroking your hair, and rubbing your back, gently, to slow the tremors raking through your body and calm down the fast beating of your heart.

Your throat is parched, your legs won't stop shaking, but you want more. You haven’t had enough of them yet, you want to stroll even further into the lion’s den and feel them both inside you at the same time. Victor can tell, he can tell by your still heavy breathing and the way your body fidgets restlessly to press against them, that you need something, you’re searching for the peak of your pleasure. He, sneakily, grins at you, already planning what next to do to have you moaning for them.

His hands drift slowly to your hips, fingers gripping tightly to pull you closer to him. He feels the slight movement as you tuck your leg between his, rocking softly against his thigh and making his cock visibly twitch against his belly. The man lets you take control for once, he lets you move as slow or as fast as you want to, admiring all the little changes happening in your face from pleasure, from frustration for not getting where you want to, from desperation as your body grows hot again, as your legs grow tired.

When he feels you slowing down your rolls, Victor flexes the muscles of his thigh and gives you new sensations, new friction to use to get off and, with renovated fervor, you start a new ascent to utmost pleasure. Your moans, high in pitch when your orgasm runs towards you, alert the two men who wait just a little longer, they wait for the moment just before your release, they wait and stop you with both sets of hands on your hips and legs. Victor stills your hips while Logan, forcefully, lifts your legs and turns you around to rest on your back again, wet and aching sex denied its awaited price.

“Whyyy” you whine in protest, eyes fixated on the ceiling. You do want more, you feel insatiable, you need more to quench your thirst, why are they not giving it to you?!

“Let’s move to the main room” Logan chuckles at your antics, helping you up. Both men stand with their cocks up and present, almost calling your attention by dripping salty drops of pre-cum in front of your eyes, however, this is not the time to swallow them, Logan knows what he wants and he’s determined to get it, now.

The bench press underneath Victor’s body feels soft at the touch, the man lays on it as if he was to start exercising, however, he’s only instructed to hold you against his chest while Logan stands in front of you both and stares at the way your breasts bounce with your heavy breathing, at the way your lower lips are so puffy and dark pink looking. He’s reminded of taking you into his mouth mere minutes ago and he groans, needing to feel your body again. With your back pressed to Victor’s sweaty chest, you try lifting yourself up by holding the bar above your head so as not to rest your whole weight on the man beneath you. He stops, though, he circles your middle with his strong arms and holds you in place making you feel the presence of his length nestled in between your ass-cheeks.

“Lay down, frail, don’t worry” Victor whispers in your ear before nibbling at your lobe.

“That’s it, sweetheart, just enjoy the ride” Logan interjects as his fingers trail a path up your legs, sending shivers up your spine.

While Victor’s fingers pinch and roll your nipples in between them, Logan works on stretching your rim for the first time. Your pussy is left untouched and neglected, good for nothing except dripping wetness onto the man’s fingers. It feels a little too much, at first, but he takes it slow, he lets you get used to the foreign feeling and, then, scissors you to make sure you are ready for the other’s cock.

“Victor is big, you know that, you need to be well prepared” He smirks, crouching down and bringing out his tongue to press it to your ring of muscles and push it inside your body alongside his two digits.

It really is strange but, once the initial uneasiness is gone, you only experience pleasure and a fullness you’ll never forget. A couple more minutes and Logan leaves your, now, wet ass to draw a line up your sticky sex.

“Are ya’ ready?” he asks him, then, to which Victor nods and, lightly, lifts you up to align himself with your hole and lower you on his shaft.

“Ah… Shit... “ he moans, lost in your tightness. “She’s already clenching so much” he groans, then, trying his best not to pull you down completely. His hips move slowly, sliding deeper into you, stretching you wide for him, inch by inch. The sting of pain is overpowered by the sweet hum of pleasure washing over you and you throw your head back, wanting to feel more of him, needing to have him deep inside you. He takes his time, though, allowing you to adjust to the fullness and enjoy everything he's offering.

With a grunt and a final rock of his hips, he nestles his cock deep inside you. The feeling of him pressing against your walls makes your breath hitch and your chest heave. Logan sees the intense pleasure coursing through you and uses this chance to line himself up with your still wet core, rubbing his cock along its length to tease you for a quick moment before easily slipping inside you. The feeling is magnificent, your eyes roll back in your head and you visibly shiver. Your mind trails off into its own world, enjoying the way they’re thrusting into you and the simultaneous rush of pain and pleasure kissing a path through your veins.

You’ve never felt anything like this, your skin is on fire, burning from the inside out, as Victor holds you close with your back pressed to his chest and Logan’s finger digs into your hips. Your moans bounce off the walls, loud sounds fill up the silence of the room as both men move in search of a rhythm. Victor has his arms wrapped around your middle and his feet planted firmly to the floor to help him thrust up into you as he moans into your ears, low sounds that make the hairs on the back of your neck stand on end. “That’s it, taking my cock so well, frail” he growls into your ear.

You lift your eyes to focus on Logan standing over you, pressing your legs to your chest as he pumps into you, his head thrown back, eyes glazed over and sweat soaked hair laying on his forehead. His biceps clenching and tears of sweat running down his hairy chest, the hair now matted. Everything you’re seeing, feeling and hearing is keeping you at the edge of a precipice, waiting to dive over with the right thrust at the right angle. Logan drops his head, eyes meeting your own with a smirk that makes your blood feel close to boiling point and your skin feel you are standing too close to a pit of fire.

“It’s okay, baby, let it out. Scream for us.” Logan says as he presses a thumb against your lip, easing it from the clutches of your teeth.

He doesn’t stop there though, he shifts your body further up Victor’s chest and drapes your closed legs over his shoulder so he can lean forward and capture your lips with his. The kiss is lewd and sloppy, a tangle of tongues and spit with the soft popping of lips as they separate only to join once again, but it's when his hips press forward and his hard length presses painfully deep into you, that your dam breaks. This is the angle, this is the thrust you needed to have you free falling into an oblivion of immeasurable pleasure. They both feel it at the same time, your walls clench tighter locking them in, your entire body convulses and your head falls back against Victor's shoulder as you go pliant between them, pulling your lower lip between your teeth to ground yourself as immense pleasure courses its way through your veins like wildfire.

The moan that escapes your lips is like an aphrodisiac to both men and the way your body almost shuts down with them inside you sucking them in, squeezing them so tight it's almost painful, is like a bridge to a new world. Small bursts of white flash before your eyes as you feel yourself drifting off, floating, when the two men find their own release with low moans and grunts, both of them rocking into you at different, uncoordinated, paces.

You all lay like that for a while, catching your breaths and finding Earth once more as they caress your skin and stroke your hair, both of them whispering soft praises into your ears so your smile never leaves your lips. Logan moves first, pulling out of you slowly to get your water lying carelessly nearby. You finish it in about three large gulps before Victor pulls out of you gently, being careful not to hurt you.

You watch the glazed and awed expression on their faces as they both watch the way their cum leaks from your holes and something inside you stirs again, like an ember trying to become a flame once more. Clothes thrown around the workout room are gathered and they both help you get dressed, stopping occasionally to leave soft kisses over bruises that are left as reminders of the day’s session on your skin.

“I can’t believe we did that” you sigh as the three of you are sitting in a circle, just relaxing, taking in what happened. Victor snorts, “well maybe next time we can plan somewhere a little more comfortable, hmm?” he says, smirking. “Where I can do a lot more dirty things to ya’”. He says, coming closer to you. You lean in to give him a kiss, “sure, you’ve both got my number”

The three of you rise to get your bags, “I’ll keep that in mind” Logan says chuckling.

As you pull away from the fitness center, you make a note of two things: the first being to call them both in the morning and talk about where you go from here with your arrangement, and the second being to reach out to the gym to upgrade to a VIP membership, since the added benefits just might come in handy after-all.

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imagines-to-quench-thirst · 1 year

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Social Media AU: Y/n makes use of a photo shoot for her "Big Boy" Victor Creed

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slothspaghettiwrites · 2 years

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Hi there here is my request Victor Creed x reader where is his s/o first time. Please tage me when you publish Thank you again Have a nice day ^^

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First Time

Warnings: soft!Victor, Female!Mutant!Reader, virginity loss, praise, established relationship, X-Men Origins era, a hint of possessive behaviour

What do you do when you find the one? The person you want to spend the rest of your life with. The person who looks at you like sun shines out your ass. The person who makes you feel good about yourself despite all the shit you've done. What do you do?

You protect them. You worship them. You wait for them.

"Ya sure, Kitten? Cause I won't stop once ya get me goin'."

You nod your head quickly, eyes staring up at him like he hung the goddamn moon. Victor smirks, he can't help himself. The wait was worth it, all apart of the hunt if you asked him. But he knows it wasn't just that. He'd have waited a lifetime for you to be ready because he couldn't imagine not doing that. Victor would lay down his life for you again and again until the end of time if that would make you happy.

"Alright."

He lifts you up like you weigh nothing, forcing that little noise from you that you make every time he does this. He loves that little surprised sound. It makes him feel good and almost pure. But being with you always reminds him what he could be if he were to try. Victor carries you to bed, knows every inch of your barracks, and not just because they were the fucking same as his and everyone else here. He knows where you stashed your candy, where you hid your journal, how you folded all of your fear. Victor know you.

And you know him.

You rest your forehead against his and closed your eyes. A warmth radiates from you, a sweet tang in the air that tells him everything he could ever need to know.

His kiss is gentle, delicate even, the complete opposite of himself. Your fingers weave through his hair and his claws extend when his fingers flex against your hips. He lays you down softly, never letting go because he knows he'll never truly be able to let you go. Clothes are peeled away and with every bit of your skin revealed to him, he feels a bit purer.

"Victor," you murmur, full of so much- longing, lust, love. Everything he didn't think anyone would have for him.

"Kitten," he purrs, pressing his face into your neck. "So fucking gorgeous. Smell too good, baby "

He grinds his clothed crotch against your naked one. It's wet, so wet for him. He feels his control slipping, the beast circling in his chest. Victor tears his clothes, scarps of fabric littering the bed. You giggle, your heart rate increasing the longer you stare.

That giggle doesn't last when his cock slips through your soaked folds. His tip teases your clit he rocks his hips into yours. You reach for him, pulling him down to your mouth. The kiss is hungry, tongues thrusting and stroking. You break it with a whimper.

"Fuck me," you pant. "Please."

"Look at me, kitten, wanna see that pretty face when I own you."

You stare into Victor's eyes. Neither of you look away as his cock presses against your slit. Your fingers twitch at the stretch, it's uncomfortable. He stills for a moment, a shiver crossing through him. You shift your hips and wince as it pushes his cock deeper.

"Victor," you breathe. He's big, you knew that. But this is too big, impossibly big.

"Just relax for me. Let me in, kitten." He growls, sharp canines flashing in the light of your room. His hips pull back as you breathe in and just as you exhale he slams forward. You choke on it, tears prick at the corner of your eyes with sheer power radiating through Victor. "There you go, just like that. Fuck so good for me, kitten."

You whimper, wrap your legs tighter around his waist as he grinds his hips. It stung at first, but all you feel now is full.

And hungry.

"More," you whisper, rocking your own hips. "Gimme more, Victor, fuck me."

He raises one arm to grip your headboard, feels his claws punctures the wood.

"You ain't ever gonna get me to stop now, kitten."

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vikingstoner69 · 1 year

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Fandom: X-men

Pairing:Victor creed/reader

Rating:smut

Summary: the last time you and Victor were together he took you as his mate then you left in the middle of the night. Now he is back to bring you back

You sigh when you enter your one bedroom apartment to see the man you had been avoiding for months, looks like he was done playing.

You put your things away and walk over to the fridge an grab a water then you lean against the counter and look at him, gray eyes meeting brown.

"Took you longer to find me then I thought" you say keeping space between you two. Everytime you both end up in a place alone long enough and you end up naked with him fuckimg you hard.

"I knew you were here all along kitten" he chuckles and you clench your teeth.

"Why are you here Victor?" You snap trying to hide how disappointed you were at not being very well hidden. Victor pushes off the wall and takes a step closer and you growl lowly hoping it would stop him.

"Cute" he chuckles and before you know it you're boxed in with the counter behind you and you're forced to look up at him. As his scent clouds your mind he reaches out and lightly strokes your face before grabbing your throat and molding his body to yours.

"Vic-" his snarls stop any words from coming out. And you look up at him, his body is hard against yours. And you feel your heart speed up and your cunt throb and you know he can hear and smell how he affects you.

"Enough is enough kitten. It's time for you to stop being so fucking stubborn, your coming back with me" he growls an you take a deep breath an sigh.

"Victor It's not a good idea" you sigh, your hand slowly runs up his arm and you bite your lip as you feel his hand slid down from your throat to your breast and down to your hip. You look up at him as yours hands meet behind his head playing with his hair and he chuckles as he kisses your neck and you shiver.

"Kitten" he growls in warning as you try to pull away. Victor runs his tongue over his mate mark and you moan. "Your mine" he growls in your ear.

"You're not fighting fair" you moan as shocks of pleasure run through your body. Victor chuckles and picks you up, placing you on the counter and he forces his way between your legs and you look up at him.

"I never do" he chuckles before crashing his lips to yours and you moan and cling to him, you lose the will to fight him.

Victor growls when your nails go down his chest shredding his shirt leaving little drops of blood behind. You moan as he rips your shirt off your mouth, never breaking as you both rips your clothes off till he is just in his jeans and you are naked.

"Victor more" you moan, you hear him chuckle and drop to his knees in front of you and you have to bite your lip to keep from moaning at the sight.

"Oh kitten I plan on fucking you till you can't move but first I need a snack" he growls licking his lips at the thoughts of you he was having. Victor spreads your legs wide and buries his face in your dripping cunt and he sucks your clit making you cry out and your hands go into his hair.

"Fuck yes! Victor oh fuck!" You cry out and rock your hips on his tongue and mouth and he groans when you pull his hair riding his nose. Victor shoves his tongue as deep as he could and fucked you with it. You could feel yourself getting closer to coming but before he could reach your end he pulls away making you whine and try to hold him to you. Victor chuckles and licks his lips looking up at you.

"Not yet, you wanna cum? You gotta earn it" he says huskly and you whine as your climax goes away. You growl and stand up on shaky legs and place a hand on Victor's chest and push him back to the big chair in the room and he sits down and you straddle him. One of Victor's hands strokes your throat and the other goes to your hip the tip of his claws prick your ass check making you shiver.

"Maybe I don't want to earn it, maybe I'll just get myself off and make you watch" you smirk and roll your hips on his Jean covered cock. Victor's hand tightens around your throat and you moan.

"Let's put that fucking mouth of yours to better use" he growls while using his hold to push you down were your knees are resting on the floor and you look up at him as he traces your lip and pushes his finger into your mouth.

"Suck" he growls the command and you do as he says and start to suck his finger as you undo his pants and pull out his hard cock. You lock eyes with him as you suck and tongue his finger and he groans as you slowly stroke him. Victor pulls his finger out of your mouth and you lean down and lick him from balls to tip before sucking his head in your mouth and you moan as his taste hits your tongue and you suck hard. Victor grabs your hair as you suck him hard and deep.

"Fuck" he growls, Victor's head falls back as you suck him. You moan as he holds your head and fucks your throat making you gag and you look up at him. Victor pulls you off his cock and you whine as he grabs you from the floor and carries you to your bed. You look up at him and he hovers over you fitting between your legs and laying over you making you feel safe. You lean up and kiss him deeply, moaning in his mouth when he grinds into you.

"Fuck me Victor please" you beg making him chuckle. Victor slowly rubs your clit feeling how wet you are.

"Look how wet I got you" he chuckles, lining up his cock. Victor slams in making you cry out and claws his back as your back arches in pleasure.

"Oh fuck Victor harder" you beg and he chuclkes becoming rougher with you.

"Tell me who you belong to?" He growls slamming into you at a hard and fast past, the headboard smacking the wall.

"You do! Fuck! I belong to you" you cry out feeling closer to cumming. You rush up and kiss him biting his lip hard and he growls at the taste of his blood. You flip him over so you are on top and you slam down taking him even deeper then before and you cry out your head falling back.

"Fuck! Ride me" he growls his hands grabbing your ass in both hands. Victor's eyes never leave your body as you bounce on his cock.

"Oh! You're in so deep!" You moan, filling so full. You moan riding him as you grab his hands and run them up your body to your breasts. Victor leans up and sucks your nipple into his hot mouth. You moan and your fingers go into his hair and you grind down harder making him growl and flip you back over.

"Your time on top is done kitten, now scarem for me" he growls in your ear as he pounds into you at a new angle and speed and you see stars as you cum hard.

"VICTOR!" You scarem your claws digging down his back drawing blood as you cum and he snarls pulling your head back showing your throat and he bites your mate mark as he cums deep inside you. You sigh sleepily as you feel him lick the blood from your neck as he slowly pulls out and groans as he watches your mixed cum ooz out of you.

"Get some rest you're gonna need for later" he smirks as you roll over and lay your head on his chest, your eyes closing as sleep takes you.

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cresent2003 · 7 months

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Found you

Victor Creed (Sabretooth) x Innocent! Reader

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It was cold as Opal tossed and turned.

She panted before screaming as she got flashbacks of the horrible things she did for a man who used her kindness to his advantage.

She was a feral but Stryker enjoyed giving her high-dose Suppressants.

If only he cared about the things they left her with when she got off of them.

It had been years since she ran from everyone.

She still remembered what it was like fighting off a group of full-grown men.

She was only eighteen at the time but it didn't matter.

Stryker still used her to kill anyway.

She sat up before rubbing her arms as chills covered her skin.

Opal got out of bed as the strap to her white night gown fell off her shoulder as she walked into her kitchen before making some tea hoping she would relax after that.

She was alone and had been ever since she ran from them but on nights like this, she wished she had a mate to reassure her and comfort her.

She filled a teabag with her homemade mix full of herbs and cat nip as well as flowers and anything she could find in the forest that she living in.

She had built a cabin herself.

It was small but was like a den which helped her feel safe even if it wasn't her mare who built it.

She poured boiled water into a teapot before putting the tea bag in.

Suddenly her large pointed ears picked up footsteps.

They were slow and careful.

Calculated.

She looked at the front door before turning back to her tea thinking it was a wolf that lost its pack and picked up her scent.

"It's been a long time yet you still smell the same" she froze at the dark voice that filled her ears.

She turned her head before shivering as she saw Victor.

"This place is nice I have to admit but helped me out while I ripped this forest to shreds trying to find you" he said.

"Why are you here?" she said.

"I think you already know kitten" he said causing her to shiver as she focused on her teapot.

She could hear him laughing behind her which only added to her fear.

He always scared her.

Victor was powerful and could tear her to shreds if he wanted to.

It didn't matter if her animal side was drawn to him.

"I can't go back there.

I can't kill Victor" she said as she teared up.

Suddenly he was right behind her as he grabbed her before pinning her against the wall.

"We both know that's a lie.

Admit that there's a part of you that is like me.

Give into it' he growled.

She fought against him "N-No" she said before rushing away from him before falling onto the couch causing her to yelp.

Her nightgown rode up revealing her panties causing his control to begin to slip.

She rushed to cover herself as he walked to her.

"You can run from me," he said.

She whimpered before trying to run away again only for him to pin her against the couch.

"Victor, please.

You're scaring me" she said.

"Are you sure that's all im doing to you?" he said as he looked into her eyes.

"All those times you would go on missions while on your heat.

While your pheromones were stronger do you know what that did to me?

Every time I picked up your scent I couldn't stop thinking about all the things I would do to you" he said.

"This isn't about Stryker is it?" she asked.

"Oh it is but seeing you like this makes it hard to do what I originally came here for," he said before sliding her nose along the side of her face causing her to gasp.

He groaned "Stop squirming" he said.

Opal looked at him "Victor" she said.

He looked at her causing her to blush.

"What?" he asked.

She took shaky breaths as she rubbed her thighs together.

"What are you doing to me?" she said before whining as she tried to fight it.

"Nothing you won't enjoy," he said.

She pushed him away before standing up as her legs trembled.

Her entire body was so warm as sweat caused her skin to shimmer.

He looked at her "When's the last time you had a successful heat?" he asked as he found her innocence amusing.

He had kickstarted her heat and she had no idea.

"I've never-" she said.

He growled "I'll help you out if you promise to come back to Stryker after" he said.

She looked at him "No.

I don't want to go back there.

You can't make me go back to that monster after the things he did to me" she said.

"I was sent to collect you and I don't disappoint my employers," he said.

She knelt next to his legs as her submissive side took control.

"Victor he used Suppressants on me.

He tested on me and because im weaker than you all he found it easy to do whatever he wanted.

I wanted to mate with anyone so that I would have someone but he never let me.

Please Victor.

Please, please, please" she said as she started rubbing her face against his leg.

He ran his fingers through her hair.

"It's either that or I kill you and I won't do that," he said.

"I rather die than look him in the eyes again" she said.

"Come here," he said.

She got up before straddling him.

She looked away as she was filled with anxiety.

She was still afraid of him yet being close to him left her feeling safe.

"I don't know why you try to fight when you truly want to submit," he said.

She got off of him before fidgeting with her nightgown.

"Don't be afraid of giving in.

I'm not going to hurt you" he said as he caressed her face.

She looked at him as she leaned into his touch.

"You scare me," she said.

"I scare everyone," he said before grabbing her.

He placed her on his thigh causing her to gasp.

"That's it," he said as her eyes dilated.

She whined as her eyes quickly narrowed showing her arousal.

"So beautiful" he said before lifting his thigh causing her to let out sounds she never thought she would make for him.

He began to bouncy his thigh causing her to whimper before letting out pornographic moans.

"Let me be your mate," he said as he started to lose the little control he had.

She didn't respond as she struggled to think of a response.

"Opal" he growled.

She looked deep into his eyes before letting out a soft growl.

"Ok," she said.

He then pinned her against the couch as she laid her chest on the springy cushions causing her breasts to press against the couch as he tore off her panties revealing her dripping cunt.

She yelped as everything moved so fast.

She laid there as she heard him unbuckle his belt before taking out his throbbing cock.

Opal then let out a broken moan as he pushed into her.

She panted at the strange feeling as he dragged a claw up her spine causing her to shiver.

Victor began to pound into her as he kept a rhythm.

She gasped before grabbing the couch.

She felt herself begin to purr as he pressed himself against her back as he took her innocence.

He then lifted her head causing her to moan loudly.

She grabbed his thigh as she felt every inch of him fill her perfectly.

She then screamed out ad she came onto his cock.

She couldn't control her body as he calmed down the burning inside her.

"Victor" she moaned his name.

He groaned as his thrusts became irregular.

He then slammed his hips against her as his cock swelled.

She whimpered "Ow," she said.

"It'll be over soon," he said.

Opal looked at him before grabbing his neck.

She kissed him before moaning as she felt his cum inside her.

"Let's see how long it takes for you to swell with my pups.

That'll be hard to hide from Stryker" he said.

"No.

Oh no," she said.

"Shhh.

I won't leave your side.

I'll always be with you" he said before biting her neck marking her as they completed their bond.

#oneshot #mature #maturity #maturelanguage #smut #victor creed #x men #feral #smutshot

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darkelin · 10 months

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Sharing is Caring

Logan Howlett x reader x Victor Creed

Summary: you are feeling insecure about yourself and your lovers are going to show you that you are perfect just the way you are, MDNI

Warnings: 18+, smut, double-penetration, anal & vaginal, oral sex, consent, praising & aftercare.

authors note: Hi! This is my first ever fanfic, I was very inspired by @loganbcrnes one shot Gym Fever, reader is a mutant, I hope you guys like it.

readers body type is AFAB but you can view it as another if it makes you more comfortable :D enjoy!

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It's midnight and you are sitting in the balcony of your shared apartment, feeling insecure you sit there and ask yourself "Do I really deserve them? There could be someone better for them, what if I'm too fat/skinny"

What you didn't know was that your two lovers where standing right behind you, Victor was leaning against the balcony's door frame and Logan was just standing there with his arms crossed, they where baffled by your commentaries about yourself

"What if-" you where cut-off by an annoyed Logan picking you up from where you sat, you squeak from the sudden event your eyes widen in surprise and horror wen you see your lovers looking at you annoyed "H-how long have you guys been t-there" you asked, Logan is first to speak "Long enough to hear how insecure you are about yourself Y/N" that "Y/N" was enough to send chills down your spine "What should we do with her?~" asked Victor "I guess we are going to have to show her just how perfect she is~" said Logan as he started to walk inside carrying you in bridal style, Victor closed the balcony door and followed inside

You started to feel a knot in your stomach so you asked "What are you guys going to do?" Logan just chuckled and Victor answered "Didn't he already told you, we are going to show you how perfect you are"

You notice that they're heading to your shared bedroom, Victor opens the door and let's you two go in then he closes it Logan drops you off heading towards the dresser looking for something, Victor grabs you by the waist to pull you into a kiss "Found it~" said Logan as the large man broke the kiss for you to breathe, you tilt your head to look at the second large man moving towards you two with a short black thight revealing dress in hand and condom's in the other

They could see you confused to why he would bring such things "you are going to wear it for us, easy right?" said Victor as he pushed you towards Logan who was giving you the dress

After he gave it to you they both went to the bed and sat on the edge waiting for you to change, you where just standing there dress at hands

"What are you waiting for?" said Victor taking of his jacket and shirt Logan doing the same, you blush at the view of the two large men sitting shirtless on the edge of the bed (insert nosebleed)

"You guys want me to change right here?!" Victor just laughed at your question "well of course doll~" answered Logan, you blushed even more looking like a tomato you started to take off your current outfit feeling a little awkward you where about to put on the dress when Logan interrupted "No bra" he said "But-" "No but's doll" you where cut-off "Fine.." you say, you put on the dress feeling self-conscious about how you look you try to cover yourself with your hands but you are stopped by Victor's firm grip on your hands pulling you closer to them, Logan grabs your ass and Victor kisses your hand "beautiful~" said Logan "And all ours~" added Victor as he extended his nails careful not to cut you he rips the dress, eyes widen from the sudden happening blush appearing of your face you try to cover yourself but Victor's firm grip never left your hands he pulls you down and you drop on your knees breast bouncing from the sudden movement, they both stand up to take off the las bit of clothing

After the awkward undressing your eyes shine in excitement as their large and thick cocks sprang up veins and pre-cum visible, they chuckled at your reaction "Look at you darlin so exited for us~" "She truly is brother, look how she's drooling~" the comment's from the two brothers exited you even more making you wet, "Can I?" you asked yearning to touch and taste your prize "Go ahead~" answered Victor

You started to crawl forward stoping to eye the prize then with one hand you gently grabbed Logan's cock causing it to twitch and you lean in to suck Victor's making him grunt, licking and sucking as you Bob your head you start to jack-off the cock in your right hand pre-cum coating it, Victor caresses you head "look at you, so pretty sucking my cock" drool sliding to your jaw you move your left hand to touch yourself, it did not take long since the view was too much making Logan cum it didn't take much for Victor to cum too, you swallowed it all and parted your lips from his cock making a soft "pop" sound, you suck on your fingers as Logan grabs you by the waist and pulls you to the bed praising how good you treated them then dropping you in the middle of the bed

They weren't done, they were going to show you just how perfect you are

Both got in bed Logan riped your underwear as he got behind and Victor in-front they looked at you waiting for your consent you nod you head "Please.." they both smirked at your needy beg for them putting on the condoms Victor grabbed your leg and lifted it positioning himself Logan doing the same they aline themselves in your holes and start slowly sliding inside of you tears in your eyes from the sting of pain becoming pleasure you start making "ah ah" sounds that flood their brain, heat and lust in the air "Fuck, look at you darlin so perfect taking our cock's so well~" "look at her her perfect breast, plush lips, dreamy eyes, that ass and your body so small compared to ours~" so much praising made you wash up an orgasm your walls clenching around them "Well would you look at that" "Darlin we haven't done much and you already came" the brothers said, Logan starting to touch and caresse your body Victor kissing the leg he's holding

They start moving even faster making you moan louder their movements became sloppy as you came for the second time they felt you walls clench making Logan cum and then Victor both grunting and you moaning, they pulled out of you changing positions Victor moved closer to your face and Logan went to your dripping pussy, Logan changing condoms and Victor just taking it off he started to enter your mouth so you started to suck and slurp making him grunt as Logan started to enter your pussy they started to trust at different uncoordinated paces

"So tight.. so perfect" said Logan as he panted and kept grunting "That's it pretty, just like that" Victor said as he trusted ito your mouth and squeezed your breast, rolling your eyes up you came everything becoming fuzzy, they came you swallowed the cum as their cocks finally became soft they both kissed and praised you, Victor made a bath then grabbed you and carried you into the bathroom putting you on the tub while longan grabbed a pair of his pants and Victor's shirts since you prefer theirs after making love, Victor washed and bathed you knowing that they had tired you out "You did so well for us" said Logan as he entered the bathroom

You managed to smile at them ,"I liked that dress" they laughed and pulled you out the tub dried and dressed you, carrying you to bed where they put you in the middle Victor hugging your right and Logan your left "Thank you guys, I love you both" you managed to say "Your welcome, we love you too Y/N" said Logan, Victor kissed you but you where already asleep they chuckled and headed to sleep too.

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Ohmagawd I really did it, sorry if it was too short and rushed I think I did a good job being my first fanfic but I will learn so I can write better, notes are appreciated and you are perfect just the way you are:)

#loganbcrnes #logan howlett #victor creed x reader #logan howlett x reader #Logan Howlett x reader x Victor Creed #wolverine x reader #sabertooth x reader #wolverine x reader x sabertooth #x men x reader #x-men #wolverine #sabertooth

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welikeimagines-andfandoms · 14 days

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💥Marvel Masterlist💥

Smut: 🔥🔥

Fluff: 🌸🌸

Heated Fluff: ⭐️⭐️

Friendly: 🌈🌈

Angst: 🌨️🌨️

💙 Collages

💚 Oneshot

💖 Preference/Headcanon

💜 Quotes

💞 Blurb

Adam Warlock

- Virginity 💚🔥

Bucky

- Nightmare 💙🌸🌨️

- Hike 💙🌸

- Gags 💚🔥

- So Desperate 💚🔥

- Please Love Me 💚⭐️🌨️

Fandral

- Denial 💚🔥

Helmut Zemo

- Medical Play 💚🔥

Logan

- Daddy 💚🔥

Loki

- Hate 💚🔥

- Don’t Care About You 💚🔥

- So Desperate 💚🔥

Pietro

- Praise 💚🔥

Sif

- Free Use 💚🔥

Steve Rogers

- Collar 💚🔥

Thor

- Sensory Deprivation 💚🔥

Venon/Eddie

- Monster 💚🔥

Victor Creed

- Bondage 💚🔥

Multiple

- Meeting Your Partner 💖🌸

- Asking You Out 💖🌸

- Kink Alphabet 💖🔥

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theaawalker · 5 months

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Fandoms I'll Write For

Marvel (not Iron Man, Starlord, Loki, Thor, Doctor Strange, or Hawkeye, Drax, Victor Creed, Antman, Adam Warlocke, AG's Spiderman, or Cyclops)

DCEU (not Peacemaker, Killer Croc, JL's Joker, RP's Batman, or anyone from Gotham except Jerome/Jeremiah Valeska)

Scream Queens (not Chad Radwell or Pete Martinez)

American Horror Story (only Murder House, 1984, Freakshow, and Cult)

Hunger Games (not Gale, Maymitch, President Snow, or Cato)

The Maze Runner (not Ava Paige, Jorge, or Janson)

My Little Pony

Once Upon A Time (not Hook, David, Rumple, Neal, Peter Pan, or Zelena)

Pacific Rim (not the sequel)

Twilight (not Seth, Edward, Carlyle, or Jasper)

Stranger Things (not Will Byers, Billy Hargrove, or Jim Hopper)

IT (2017, 2019, and tv series) (not Henry Bowers or Pennywise)

Jurassic Park/World (not Owen Grady or Ian Malcolm)

Jumanji (1997 & 2017)

Zathura (not the dad or robot)

Stand By Me (not Ace Merrill)

Girl, Interrupted (not Jared Leto's character)

The Black Phone (not the Grabber or Mr. Blake)

Teen Wolf (the film & series)

Equestria Girls

Teen Wolf (not Peter, Jackson, Theo, or Derek)

The Office (not Jim, Ryan, or Dwight)

Now You See Me (not Dylan Rhodes or Merritt McKinney)

Descendants (not Chad, Harry, Ben, Jay, or Carlos)

Sky High (not Zach or Speed)

Percy Jackson films (not Luke Castellan)

The Umbrella Academy (not Five)

TMNT (live action ver. only)

Dance Moms (not the final season)

Ender's Game

Wednesday (not Xavier, Tyler, or the Dean)

Spiderman: Into the Spiderverse (not Mentor Peter Parker)

Unbreakable (not Hedwig or Dennis)

Big Hero 6

The Black Mirror

Dynasty (not Culhane, Adam, or Blake)

Willy Wonka and the Chocolate Factory

Spy Kids

Sharkboy & Lavagirl

Clue, Knives Out, & Glass Onion

Back to the Future (not Biff), Breakfast Club (not Bender), Sandlot, Stand By Me (not Ace Merrill), Mighty Ducks, The Outsiders (not Dally, Two-Bit, Randy, Bob, Steve, or Darry)

I’m willing to write imagines for underage characters so long as there's no romance (examples: hang out with the Losers Club at the barrens; go shopping with Eleven and Max; play baseball with Finney and Bruce). I’m allowed to deny any request and the longest I should take ever to write one is about 2 weeks. I’ll write smut, fluff, angst, poly relationships, LGBTQ+, etc. Generally most of my x readers are female unless stated otherwise.

What I won’t write-

I won’t write anything to do with rape, bestiality, necrophilia, incest, romance with anyone younger than 18, gun play, anything about poo(sexually), anything about urine(squirting is fine considering it’s not technically urine), age gaps. See guidelines for more details.

Thanks for reading❤️

A.A. Walker

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lysenfeu · 11 months

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Lysenfeu Fic Masterlist

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ALL CONTENT IS RATED MATURE/18+

Explicit Sexual Content is marked with an *

REQUESTS: CLOSED

Characters

I am currently writing for + taking asks about:

Adrian Chase/Vigilante (DCU)

Jake Martin (The Crew)

Mikey Berzatto (The Bear)

Victor Creed/Sabretooth (Comics/X-Men Films)

Logan James Howlett/Wolverine (Comics/X-Men Films)

Eddie Brock/Venom (Sonyverse/Comics)

Matthew Murdock/Daredevil (NMCU/Comics)

Frank Castle/The Punisher (NMCU)

Billy Russo (NMCU)

Kinktober 2023 Masterlist

Kinktober Character featured: Adrian Chase, Eddie Brock, Frank Castle and Matt Murdock.

-Adrian Chase/Vigilante (Peacemaker DCU)-

Asks & Requests for this character: OPEN

• Headcanons •

Training

First Kill

Vigilantemobile

Organization

SFW Character Alphabet

NSFW Character Alphabet*

• It's His Birthday* (One-Shot) •

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Rating: Explicit 18+ Word Count: 5.7k Pairing: Adrian Chase x F!Reader Summary: The 11th street kids take Adrian out to a bar for his birthday and try to set him up with the cute bartender. Content: Alcohol Use, Flirting, Fluff, Smut (F/M)

• Pair of Aces (Series - Ongoing) •

Rating: Mature/Explicit 18+ Pairing: Vigilante x F!Reader

Summary: After Peacemaker nearly blows the mission at the Goff mansion, Waller sends in a new team member to pick up slack and assist Task Force X with Project Butterfly. Series Content: Mature themes, Graphic Violence, Slow Burn, Eventual Smut, Explicit Language, Smut (F/M)

[Chapter 1] [Chapter 2] [Chapter 3] [Chapter 4] [Chapter 5] [Chapter 6*]

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Mystery Club - Chapter Nine - Wanda Maximoff x Reader Series

Summary: Returning to your hometown five years after leaving everything behind, including your best friend, is no easy feat. Getting involved in a secret club wasn't in the plans either. Or the one based on Life is Strange.

Warnings: (+18) high school au, best friends to lovers, mild/heavy angst mentions with happy happing, use of legal substances (alcohol, marijuana), violence, verbal aggression, explicit language, smut, triggers regarding sexual assault, mentions of death, grieving, hints of depression and anxiety, panic attacks, a lot of domesticity.

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Chapter Nine - The Halloween Party

"That tickles."

Wanda smiles at your speech, the touch of the brush firm. "Stop moving, or you'll mess it up." She instructs, and though you huff softly, you obey her. And it doesn't take long for her to pull away. "There. See, that wasn't so hard. You're ready, now we can go." She said as she put her makeup away, and you looked away from her to turn your chair and look in the mirror.

You two were making an interesting pair. The Addams couple and Wanda needs some applause for that dress. Your suit was comfortable, but Gomez's mustache was funny.

"Let's go soon, I think the party may have already started." She repeated, now holding a purse. Before she leaves, however, you hold her hand.

"What are our rules?"

Wanda sighs lightly, staring at you. "If things get weird or dangerous, we go home." She says, and you raise an eyebrow. With another sigh, she continues. "Without question or stubbornness. In the same second, because our safety is more important."

You smile, kissing her on the cheek. "That's right, secret agent." You tease. "Ready?"

The party was taking place not far from the campus, and in fact, you almost slapped yourself for not imagining that the abandoned train tracks would serve as a meeting place for teenagers and young adults wanting to drink and do drugs.

At the end of the track, there were abandoned railroad cars, and from a distance, you could already hear the loud music or see the colored lights that were spread around. They had turned one of the guard booths into a DJ booth, and another one held a fridge for possible rain. Fortunately, it didn't look like it was going to rain anytime soon.

Although the party was taking place in an open place, where parked cars lined up to guide the way to the guests, there was an entrance of some sort. And the tall young man at the door was some kind of security guard.

Wanda held your hand as soon as she spotted him. "Just follow my lead."

"What...?" You questioned confused, but she silenced you gently and went back to walking.

Two girls with Westview High jackets covering their short costumes stepped into the opening between the train cars in front of you, but as soon as the tall boy at the door spotted you two, he put a hand out in your way.

"Did you get lost on the way to kindergarten, cuties?"

Mocked the man who stank of cigarettes and booze. His hair was loose along his shoulders, and he flashed a sharp-toothed grin at you.

Wanda lifted her chin, covering part of your body with hers. "Get out of the way, Creed. The party is open to the public."

The man laughs, crossing his arms. "Open to the public my ass, Maximoff. You need an invitation from someone at RedRoom, and you and your little friend are not on the list-"

"I came with Romanoff." Wanda lies, but the boy chuckles wryly.

"Everyone knows she hates you. Go home." He insists angrily, but Wanda doesn't hesitate.

"Catch up on the gossip, Sabretooth, we're together again." Wanda retorts, and you try to disguise your discomfort at the lie. Luckily, the man seems angry enough not to notice you.

"Don't call me that, you little shit!" He warns between teeth.

Wanda releases your hand to raise them in surrender, a fake giggle escaping. "Hey, hey, it was just a joke." She tries. "Come on, Victor, let us through. We're here to have some fun. And we will expend some money too."

He grumbles irritatedly, rolling his eyes. "Okay, but stay out of trouble, you hear? No Romanoff will bail you out if you cause trouble tonight."

Wanda raised an interested eyebrow. "Tonight? What's so special about tonight?"

Victor laughs short. "It's Halloween, moron. Folks collect a lot of money on holidays. All the RedRoom leaders came, there are even people from the statehouse at the party. As I said, don't fuck it up, Maximoff. And that goes for your pretty friend-

"Okay, Victor, I get it." She cuts in, pulling you by the hand as he gives you a more predatory look, and pulls you into the lobby before the security guard can say anything else.

The party is actually much more crowded than you'd expect inside, and it's all kind of claustrophobic because of the railroad's limited space.

You let go of Wanda's hand to hug your own body.

"Hey, are you okay?" She asks worriedly as she notices your tension, but you force a smile.

"Let's just make it quick, okay? To get home soon." You say, and Wanda smiles, reaching up to kiss your cheek before looking around for a moment.

"Well, maybe it's faster if we split up? That way you see one part of the place and I see the other..."

"O-okay." You mumble, but she looks at you worriedly, one hand on your wrist, caressing your skin.

"Are you sure you're going to be fine?" she asks, and you smile to reassure her.

"Yeah, baby, don't worry." You assure her, even though you're sweating a little. "We'll ask you a few questions, and if we don't find out anything, we'll leave, right?"

She smiles, giving you a quick kiss before nodding. "I'll see you later, detka."

You kiss her again, ignoring the bad feeling in your gut that was begging you to leave the party. "See you later."

Wanda let go of your wrist, and turned her back on you, disparaging into the first crowd of people ahead. You took a deep breath before heading in the opposite direction.

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Electronic music echoed strongly in Wanda's ears, and after so many minutes - perhaps a whole hour - without success in her investigation, the sound was already irritating her to the limit. She sighed wearily as she stopped at one of the makeshift bars, and bent down a little to reach for a can of energy drink.

She didn't notice a pair of eyes staring predatorily at the exposed skin through her dress.

And Wanda was too busy searching for a clean glass to notice the tall figure approaching.

"You're new here."

She turned her head away from the drinks to the man in half surprise. Wanda forced a smile. "Maybe. Or maybe you've just never noticed me." She retorts, not wishing to indulge her lack of invitation to the stranger.

He smiles however, pushing his hair back. "Nah, you're definitely new. I would have noticed a pretty girl like you."

Wanda forces a shy laugh, biting her tongue to keep from saying she was taken, and most definitely not interested. He licks his lips, letting his gaze run down her costume before asking, "Looking for a cup?"

"Yeah. I'm pretty sure I'll catch some disease if I put my mouth on one of those cans." She clarifies about the fact that most of the stuff was stored in the worst possible way, and with so much iron to the place, a diagnosis of tetanus was the minimum. The man laughs, and reaches out to give Wanda's arm a gentle touch.

"Come, I'll show you where it is." He leads, and she swallows dryly, pushing back the bad feeling of having his hands touching her before forcing a smile and following him deeper into the party.

You, on the other hand, have a glass of soda - which was very hard to find - half empty in your hands.

You probably are a better investigator, or perhaps luckier and less impatient than Wanda. Or maybe you were just fortunate enough to notice the two boys trading pills shortly after you and her split up, and after following them around the party for a while, you finally approached them.

They were high enough to believe you wanted to use too, and when you convinced them that you needed something stronger, they said you should go to the widow's wagon, and you had no idea what that meant, so you played along.

You looked for someone at the party who looked more veteran - you ended up choosing a blonde girl who walked past you several times giving orders - and approached her.

"Sorry, I'm after the widows, and I just can't find them on my own." You said, feigning your best impression of someone high. "Can you guide me?"

The girl found your state amusing and squeezed your cheek lightly. "Sure, pretty baby. Come with me, I'll take you there."

She says, grabbing your hand and leading the way through the crowd, to the north of the party, further away from the public as a private area.

"Thank you...?"

"Emma." She introduces herself, turning her head towards you for a moment. "Emma Frost."

You smile, nodding before saying your name, getting the impression that she doesn't even save much, both from the sound and the rush. She stops, and points to the last wagon a short distance away, where you see some young people sitting on puffs, sharing two or three shisha, as well as having their own freezer of drinks.

"Take it slow, kitten. You look like you've had enough." Emma teases before leaving you, heading back to the party.

You swallow dryly before making your way to the last wagon. You are a little surprised to recognize the red hair of the girl sitting on her back, but before you can greet her, someone else is recognizing you.

"I didn't expect you to be a party crasher, Rogers." Teased Clint loudly, sitting on one of the middle puffs, holding the narghile hose in one hand.

The whole small group looked at you, and Natasha cracked a smile. "Y/N! You came!" She commented, and must have been really very drunk to hug you by the neck as if you were old friends.

Clint gave a dry laugh. "Did you really invite this girl, Nat? You used to have better company..."

The redhead rolled her eyes, gesturing to the boy. "Come on, Clint, don't be mean. Y/N is friends with Yelena-"

"And Yelena's not here." Reminded the boy, blowing the smoke from the last puff into the air. "It seems to me that Y/N doesn't have an invitation."

Natasha huffs impatiently, ready to defend you, but you step forward. "Hey, Clint, I actually want to apologize." You say, surprising everyone. The boy raises his eyebrow. "Yeah, I'm sorry for kicking your ass. I should have given you at least a two-minute head start."

About three people who were smoking next door chuckled, one of them Maria Hill, which made Clint stand up angrily. "Listen here, you little shit-"

But Nat put herself between you. "Clint, come on, it was just a joke." She tried to appease, a hand on his chest. "Take it easy. No trouble with the supplier is around, remember?"

The boy grunted, but pulled away, throwing himself back on the couch hard.

You swallowed dryly, shifting your posture. "Sorry guys, I'm kind of super high right now." You lie, and that surprises Natasha, who giggles a little.

"Really, Y/N? I didn't think you were the type..." She comments, pulling your arm so that you sit on the free puff next to the one she was on before.

Swallowing dryly quietly, you nod. "Well, everyone needs to relax once in a while." You comment, receiving a chorus of agreement. "And the institute is driving me crazy. And honestly, dating too." The lie almost hurts, but it attracts even more attention and understanding from others. "I'm just looking for something to push my problems away."

Clint chuckles, half-impressed. "It's your lucky day, Rogers. I've got all sorts of things for you to relax in here."

You swallow dry again, and to your luck, Natasha sits down next to you - almost too close to bother - and puts an arm around you.

"Let's just wait a little while, Clint." She says as an order. "Y/N already had a smoke, she needs a few minutes."

He rolls his eyes, but puts back away whatever it is he was going to take out of his pocket. Someone changes the music to something even louder and more frenzied, and the guys in the group perk up, the kids from before come out to dance, and Maria leans in to whisper something in Nat's ear that makes her laugh softly. "Later, Hill. Yelena would kill me if I left her friend high and alone at a party."

Maria sighs, but kisses Nat's cheek and leaves to join the others in dancing. You adjust in your seat, half uncomfortable with her arm around you, and the way her collarbone sits so close to your face like this.

"Are you and Maria dating?" You ask casually, and Clint gives a loud laugh, throwing his head back to blow out the smoke from his smoke.

Natasha throws a cushion at him before looking back at you.

"It's nothing official, sweetie." She counters. "We're just having fun."

You take advantage of the fact that everyone thinks you're stoned to be honest. "So you cheated on Wanda for fun?"

"Outch. She got you on that one." Clint teases adjusting himself in the armchair, and Nat chuckles dryly, staring at you for a moment.

You swallow hard, ready to say you were saying stupid things when Nat adjusts herself, crossing her legs.

"Well, you don't know the whole story, kitten." Retorts the redhead, throwing her hair back behind her shoulders. "I may have even cheated on Wanda, which was fucked up I admit, but she cheated first."

You frown. "Really?" You ask without believing it one bit.

Natasha breathes out a fake laugh. "Is calling someone else's name in sex considered cheating?" She comments, and you open your mouth to say you weren't sure, but she moves closer to your ear. "I think so, and I think it's pretty fucked up. It happened only once, and she was pretty drunk, but it was exactly the push I needed. I was doing a great job, fucking her hard in that armchair in the ridiculous garage, but when she came, it was your name she screamed." Natasha confesses and you choke in surprise. She pulls away with an innocent giggle. "But, you know, water over the bridge. I had my revenge with the whole Maria thing, and she ended up dating you in the end. We don't need to keep going back to this."

You were speechless, but Clint commented. "You girls are fucked up."

Nat rolls her eyes, staring at Clint in disbelief. "Don't be sexist, old friend. It doesn't make you attractive to girls." She retorts, tilting her head slightly. "But it might work on guys..."

"Fuck you, Romanoff." He retorts angrily, but Nat just laughs again.

"Don't be like that, Clint." She continues. "Guys are hot, you're really gonna say you've never considered-"

"I ain't fucking gay!" He interrupts, but she rolls her eyes.

"Well, bi people or pans still exist." She continues. "And I know I wasn't the only one noticing the bartender at Odin's Bar last week-"

"Holy shit, Natasha, shut up!" Clint interrupts angrily, raising a finger at her. "Don't talk that shit to me! You know damn well that I only put up with you and Maria with that dyke shit because I've known you two since you were kids, but don't come insinuating that I'm like you!"

Natasha stood up in irritation. "You must be high as fuck to come and offend me, Clint." She grunted angrily. "Put your shit together, asshole. You won't say homophobic bullshit to me, I'm warning you, or I'll turn you in to the fucking police you motherfucker!"

Clint seemed to be in shock at the explosive reaction but only for a few seconds. He then laughed dryly.

"Police? What the fuck are you talking about, you crazy bitch?"

Natasha didn't hesitate. "I could turn you in for the drugs, at the very least-"

Clint laughed again, getting up as well. "You're the one who must be on drugs to talk such shit, aren't you, Natasha? You know damn well that if I ever go down, I'll turn everyone in. Your daddy, that rich professor, even you. Everyone here is of age and can be arrested-"

Natasha shoves him hard, but Clint only grunts in irritation, and holds her hand when she threatens to slap him. "Do whatever the fuck you want! I'll tell everyone you killed that boy-"

"Natasha!" Clint cuts her off almost desperately, holding her wrist tightly. "Enough! You're drunk. Cut this shit out, go get some water." He orders, and Natasha pulls her hand away, her eyes full of tears.

She curses low, moving away to get a glass of the water, and Clint looks up at you.

"Get the fuck out of here, Rogers." He commands, but you are static in your seat, the whole conversation replaying in your head. When Clint goes around the narguile and grabs your arm to pull you upright, he yells back, "Get the fuck out!"

He throws you to the exit, but you react. Without difficulty, you break free of the grip with one of the self-defense moves your father taught you so many times, and in the blink of an eye Clint is with his back pressed against the wagon, choking on your arm at his throat.

"What boy, Barton?" You demand seriously, ignoring his struggle to free himself. "Answer me!"

" Fuck! Let me go, you crazy bitch!" He tries, but you punch him hard in the stomach, and after choking, he begins to cry. "I-I didn't... fuck, let me go! It was Pietro, goddamn it, she's talking about Pietro!"

You release him in shock, and he falls to his knees, struggling to breathe. The sounds are muffled in your ear. Natasha calls out to you, but you can't make out what she's saying.

Clint crawls away from you. "Look, it was the fucking accident okay? He took the wrong cup, we were testing some new shit at the party. It wasn't meant for him, it wasn't my fault."

You nod, grabbing a piece of iron from one of the surrounding shells, which makes Clint widen his eyes. "How did it happen?"

Clint shudders, raising a hand in front of him. "L-let go of that bar, Rogers. Please, I didn't mean to-"

"Speak up, Barton."

He cried. "I didn't mean to, I swear I didn't! He took the wrong cup! I didn't know he was drugged! He came at me with that fag talk and I pushed him in the water but I swear I didn't know he was on drugs-"

Something in you clicked. Your hand gripped the bar hard before the first blow. Clint screamed, and you hit him again. He fell unconscious, and you raised the bar again. This time, someone knocked you to the ground first.

"What the fuck is your problem, are you trying to kill someone?" You knew that voice. Thor's blue eyes focused in front of you as he pressed you down. He kicked the bar away, and held you while other people ran to Clint.

There was a lot of blood, but he woke up, and started crying again when one of the girls held him.

"Clint, come, we're going to take you to the hospital." She asked, but the boy continued to cry, mumbling that he was sorry. "I know you are, honey, but come on, we have to go..."

He sobbed confusedly. "What happened to the music?"

You all looked at him with confusion, Thor was helping you stand. Clint began to despair. "Laura, I don't- I can't hear the music! I can't hear anything-"

Laura pulled him to his feet, casting a horrified look at her friend before Natasha and Maria - who had returned with the other boys - moved to pull him into the car area.

You felt immediate nausea, and ran to the first corner you could, throwing up your insides -

The image of Clint Barton's bloody ears in your mind.

"Y/N, you can't tell anyone-"

"What the fuck happened here, Natasha?" Thor cuts off her request indignantly. "Why would Y/N do that to Clint?"

You were still vomiting, wracked with the worst panic attack of your life, and Natasha nervously twiddled her fingers.

"Shit, shit, shit, just, won't you tell anyone?" Said the girl approaching. "It's a long story, but do you remember when Pietro Maximoff drowned in the dam? Well, Clint pushed him. But he didn't know that Pietro was on drugs. He was just being a jerk because Pietro wanted a spot on the team and well, everybody knows that he was openly bisexual and may have flirted with Clint, who took it all the wrong way and pushed him into the water. But Pietro was on some of the new pills we brought to the party-"

"Holy shit, Natasha, that's so fucked up." Thor commented indignantly, and the redhead nods tearfully.

"I know, okay?" She shouted back. "But I couldn't turn in my family. Clint, or Alexei, I just couldn't-"

"Okay, Nat." Thor cut in seeing the other's desperation, "Just help me with Y/N."

They sat you down on the grass, but you didn't stop crying.

"W-wanda." You gasped between one sob and another. "Please call Wanda."

"You go or me...?" Thor started but Nat was already getting up.

"I find her, you stay. She puts up a good fight when she loses her head. Keep her away from trouble. And iron." Natasha guides, ignoring Thor's mild protest about the joke to return to the party to search for her ex-girlfriend.

–//–

The music was muffled, distant. Wanda blinked in confusion, but nothing seemed to focus in her view.

She put a hand to her forehead, noticing the sweat, and sighed breathlessly. Someone gave a chuckle a few feet away from her.

"Don't put up such a fight, sweetheart." Said the male voice. "It's easier if you just relax..."

Wanda shuddered, gasping a little. "What... what's happening? My head..."

"Shh, Wanda, calm down." He whispered, taking a step forward. "I promise it'll be quick, and thanks to our little pill, you'll really enjoy it."

She heard a zipping, but her legs were weak. Footsteps came closer, but someone dragged the door open and increased the brightness inside the wagon.

"They're in here, Captain Fury!" Someone shouted and Wanda put her hands to her head, all the sounds too loud at once.

The man fell hard in front of her, one knee preening him to the ground as he was handcuffed. "Now we've got you, you bastard." Said the policewoman, but the man laughed wryly.

"What the fuck do you think you're doing? Do you have any idea who I am?"

"Save it for the court, von Doom." Retorted the Policewoman lifting him up without difficulty. "Although there won't be much of a defense for you. We caught you in the act of trying to abuse this poor girl."

He struggled against the handcuffs. "I had nothing to do with it! She's the one who dragged me here!"

"Shut up and walk, you bastard."

A taller figure approached Wanda, and knelt in front of her.

"Miss Maximoff, can you hear me?" It was a man, Wanda choked softly, trying to answer, but unable to do so. He sighed, "I'm going to hold your hands, okay, to help you walk."

Wanda struggled at the first moment, confused and frightened. But soon she obeyed the cue, not seeming to have much control of what she was doing.

"We need ambulatory support here, sergeant." The man warned those outside.

"Yes, Captain Fury, on our way." Answered one of the uniformed men.

The party was over, there was no one else around. The music had been turned off earlier, it was the last thing the cops were struggling to get out.

Wanda was put in the back of an ambulance, and by this time, you had overcome the panic to be at the door.

"Only family can go up..." Warned the rescuer half-heartedly. Thor gave you a nudge of encouragement.

"She's family." He assured the nurse seriously, who made room for you to climb up.

When you saw your girlfriend's groggy state, you broke into tears. Your hand held hers the whole way to the hospital.

Natasha Romanoff stayed behind, and adjusted the coat she received, her Halloween makeup smeared across her face.

Fury put out his cigarette with his boot. "I don't know what made you change your mind and call me, Romanoff, but you may have saved that girl's life today. I'm proud."

Nat sobbed, and to the Captain's surprise, hugged him. He sighed, stroking her back. "I want to give my statement, Nick. I'm sorry for everything."

"It's okay, sweet girl. None of this is your fault-"

She sniffled. "I should have turned him in, I should have-"

"Natasha, calm down." Nick says, giving her a gentle tug so she can look at him. "Take a deep breath. Go sober up, and get some rest. Tomorrow go to the police station, I'll be waiting for your statement. Don't sleep at home if he's there, I don't want you to be in danger. Can you do that?"

She sniffles, wiping her face with her hand. "Y-yeah. I can sleep somewhere else."

Nick smiles gently. "Stay safe child. I'll talk to you tomorrow." He says, giving her a gentle squeeze before waving to the other cops who were leaving the scene.

Thor cleared his throat as he approached. "Can I give you a ride somewhere, Nat?"

She nods tearfully, and Thor leads the way to the car. When he is already driving, he asks, "Why did you decide to call the police? I mean, it was the right thing, of course, but you didn't seem to want to put your friends in any trouble before, and the party was full of drugs..."

Natasha sniffled slightly. "Remember that thing with Pietro I mentioned? Thor nods, and she swallows dryly. "He took the wrong cup. I never understood how, but then I remembered. He wanted to get along with the jocks, with me. He came to talk, said he had the best of intentions, and I thought he was adorably charming but I wanted to challenge him. He wanted to prove that he was a trustworthy person and drank my glass and his. I thought it was cute, and told him that if he could impress my best friend, maybe I would give him a chance. But Clint-"

"I get it." Thor cut in understanding. "So someone drugged your cup."

Natasha hugged her knees. "Professor Doom was going to almost every party, he's well-liked at the university. I heard he finds talent like that. He offered me a drink before Pietro spoke to me, I never imagined that-"

She sobbed, and Thor put a hand on her shoulder. "Hey, it wasn't your fault."

But Nat shakes her head, crying a little. "I knew about the drugs at the party, Thor!

My stepfather sells most of them, always has. Clint used to buy from him, and resell it at parties. Before the police questioned us about Pietro, von Doom came to see me. Advising me not to turn my family in, how Yelena would be hurt, and I was stupid enough to believe him."

Thor swallowed dryly, stopping at the red light and putting his hand on Nat's knee. "Hey, Romanoff, you were 16, give yourself a break. It was two adults manipulating you, after a horrible accident. You need to forgive yourself, especially since you've decided to do the right thing now."

She sniffled, trying to stop crying. "I just... I asked around for Wanda, and I was told that von Doom had taken her out of the party, and I found them and when I saw her condition, I immediately understood everything and I just-" But she sobbed, and Thor hugged her. "I'm really sorry."

The blonde kept holding her until she stopped crying, not caring about the honking of horns when the signal opened.

Natasha calmed down after a long moment, and he kissed her forehead. "Can I do anything for you, Nat?"

She sighs but then nods. "I need a place to stay tonight." She says. "Alexei is home, and I don't want-"

"Of course, Nat." Thor cuts in gently. "Stay as long as you want."

She smiles tearfully. "I'll do the right thing this time, Thor."

He holds her hand. "I got you, sweetheart."

Across town, you were squeezed into a hospital bed. It was probably against the rules, but Wanda insisted.

"We're going to end up in trouble." You whispered to her, receiving only a tired chuckle from the girl beside you.

As soon as you had settled down, she lay on your chest and inhaled deeply. Her heartbeat, monitored by the machine at the side of the bed, slowed as she relaxed.

You smiled, one hand on her back.

"Are you going to tell me what happened now?" She asked low against your skin. You swallowed dryly, your caresses not stopping.

"Tomorrow." You murmured. "You have to rest."

Wanda sighs in exhaustion, one hand under your blouse, seeking warmth.

"At least tell me if it's over?"

You kiss the top of her head, holding it more firmly. "Yes, honey, it's over."

She sighs lightly, almost numb. "Did you call my parents?"

You chuckle. "Yeah, Charles and Erik are outside. They need to talk to the police."

Wanda opens her eyes, turning her head toward you. "Police?"

"Not today, Wanda." You repeat, pulling her back to a resting position. "I'll tell you everything, but not today. You need to sleep."

She complains a little, but her breathing starts to get heavier. In her last struggles against sleep, she mutters, "You should call Steve too. It sounds like it was serious."

You stroke her hair. "I will." You promise her, and even though she's fast asleep the next moment, you whisper "I love you, Wands." to the empty room.

When it is safe to move without waking her, you leave the bed. Erik hugs you once you are outside, like when you were a child and a second daughter to him. It's a little strange at first, but that night was so horrible that you allow it.

Charles doesn't, because he sees the way you look at him.

"There is someone who needs to talk to you, Y/N." Erik tells you. "Jennifer Walters, our family lawyer. You should, because with the whole drug situation, and the assault on the Barton boy-"

"I'll Erik." You cut him off, feeling a little nauseated. "I just need to call my dad first."

He smiles, squeezing your shoulder before making his way to Wanda's room.

With trembling hands, you dial the number. Steve doesn't answer until the third attempt, because it's very late in England now.

"Hi, sweetheart, is everything okay?" He asks meekly, and it's enough for you to start crying in the middle of the hall.

#wanda maximoff x reader #wanda x reader #elizabeth olsen x reader #Mystery Club

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samantha-rae-velcher · 1 year

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What I write and who I write for

Movies/shows

Gotham

Star wars

Spartacus

Boardwalk Empire

Marvel

The Walking Dead

The Witcher

Salem

Star Trek

Harry Potter

Fantastic Beasts

Barry

Stranger Things

The pirates of the Caribbean

Lotr

The Hobbit

NCIS

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Gotham characters I write for

Oswald Cobblepot

Jerome Valeska

Jeremiah Valeska

Jim Gordon

Harvey Bullock

Ed Nygma

Alfred Pennyworth

Mr. Freeze

Victor Zsasz

Butch Gilzean

Star Wars characters I write for

Darth Maul

Kylo Ren

Darth Vader

Han Solo

Poe Dameron

Lando Calrissian

Finn

Boba Fett

Jango Fett

Din Djarin

Paz Vizsla

Spartacus characters I write for

Ashur

Gannicus

Crixus

Agron

Spartacus

Glaber

Caesar

Boardwalk Empire characters I write for

Al Capone

Richard Harrow

Eli Thompson

Frank Capone

Ralph Capone

Nelson Van Alden

Arnold Rothstein

Meyer

Lucky Luciano

Gyp Rosetti

Marvel characters I write for

Tony Stark

Steve Rogers

Scott Lang

Stephen Strange

Zemo

Loki

Thor

Clint Barton

Bruce Banner

Peter Parker

Bucky Barnes ❤️

Ultron

Pietro Maximoff

Peter Quill

Drax

Yondu Udonta

Ronan

Rocket (platonic! We ain't furries here!)

Groot (platonic)

DC characters I write for

Superman

Batman

Bane

Joker (Heath ledger or Jared Leto)

Captain Boomerang

Chato Santana

Rick Flag

Oliver Queen

Slade Wilson (Manu Bennett)

X-Men characters I write for

Victor Creed

Wolverine

Colossus

Deadpool

Cable

TWD characters I write for

Aaron

Father Gabriel

Rick Grimes

Negan Smith

Shane Walsh

Daryl Dixon

Merle Dixon

Eugene Porter

Abraham Ford

Paul "Jesus" Rovia

The Witcher characters I write for

Geralt

Jaskier

Filavandrel

Mousesack

Eskel

Salem characters I write for

John Alden

Cotton Mather

Beelzebub/ The Sentinel

Samael

Sebastian Marburg

Star trek characters I write for

Captain Kirk

Spock

Dr. McCoy

Quark

General Martok

Weyoun

Damar

Dukat

Garak

Julian Bashir

Shran

Captain Archer

Malcolm Reed

Trip Tucker

Phlox

Harry Potter characters I write for

Harry Potter

Draco Malfoy

George Weasley

Fred Weasley

Neville Longbottom

Lucius Malfoy

Remus Lupin

Sirius Black

Severus Snape

Fantastic Beasts characters I write for

Newt Scamander

Percival Graves

Albus Dumbledore

Gellert Grindelwald (Mikkelsen or Depp)

Jacob Kowalski

IT characters I write for

Richie Tosier

Ben Hanscom

Bill Denbrough

Eddie Kaspbrak

Henry Bowers

Pennywise/ Bob Gray

Barry characters I write for

Barry Berkman

Noho Hank

Monroe Fuches (As father figure)

Stranger Things characters I write for

Steve Harrington

Billy Hargrove

Dustin Henderson (platonic or as little brother)

Eddie Munson

Pirates Off The Caribbean characters I write for

Jack Sparrow....."Captain! Jack Sparrow!"

Captain Barbossa

William Turner

Bootstrap Bill

Davy Jones

James Norrington

Cutler Beckett

Salazar

Lotr characters I write for

Boromir

Faramir

Samwise Gamgee

Mary

Pippin

Aragorn

Haldir

Legolas

Elrond

Èomer

The Hobbit characters I write for

Bilbo

Thorin

Fili

Kili

Bard

Elrond

Thranduil

Legolas

Azog

NCIS characters I write for

Tony Dinozzo

Tim McGee

Joshany Gibbs

YouTubers I write for

Mully VR

Josh dub

Your favorite Narrator

Juicy

Eddie VR

Smashing

Jacksepticeye

Markiplier/Mark's egos

Angry Cops

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What I will write

Smut/NSFW

fluff

Male character x Fem reader

Traumatized reader dynamic

Mentions of abuse

Mentions of Death

Mentions of Blood

Slight torture

Knife play

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What I won't write

Male Character x Male reader (Unless platonic)

Fem Character x Fem reader (Unless platonic)

Incest

Rape (depends on Character and how graphic)

Pegging

Gore

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imagines-to-quench-thirst · 1 year

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Hi I was wondering if you could do a Victor creed x female reader where reader is a mutant just like Victor but she has the same type of abilities as he does and this is like a love story filled with fluff and smut and Victor and reader both get married after dating and have six kids three boys and three girls and they end up having mutant abilities just like their parents if this isn't too troubling for you I understand 🥰 thank you and have a wonderful day

5 Times In Time

→pairing: Victor Creed x fem!reader

→warnings: 18+ SMUT at the end, some swear words

→notes: I took a different turn with the stories but stillllll, i didn't think it would be this long, enjoy

1 Meeting him

The battlefield was scattered throughout the country. No man, woman, child, or mutant was saved from the extreme pain the villains brought upon the doomed world, even without their help. The fire rained upon Y/N skin, burning like a slight ticket to the mutant skin capable of healing every would that touched her skin. Her nails extend far beyond imagined for the average human as she runs, jumps, and kicks her enemies while leaving no head attached to the shoulders. Her eyes landed on the famous cyclops and his partner as they huddled to talk about a newly formed plan which Y/N did not know yet. 'Y/N, there's new help coming in.' Cycopls said while his red-glasses covered eyes scanned the enemies' how many?!' she waited impatiently for the answer, his pointer and middle finger shooting up '2.' he replied, 'what?! There's no way only two people will help with hoards and hoards of monsters?!' 'believe me, those two will.' behind them, the now well-known Wolverine ran towards them, followed by a black-coated figure, his claws bouncing off the red glow of the fiery skin. 'who the fuck is that?!' Y/N shouts, her anger raging. The two muscled men stop their huffs loud and heavy. 'the names Victor darlin. don't use it too much now.' with an unmistakable glimmer in his eyes, Y/N felt the same glimmer glaze in her eyes.

2 Kiss kiss

'Victor…Victor…Victor…Victor…Victor…Victor!!!' Y/N shouted in the mansion, looking for the clawed fella. Her steps throttled on the expensive white marble, her eyes locking onto the most miniature scene of a black coat disappearing into the nearest hallway. Her feet took a strong left into the hallway seeing the cool-as-ice mutant leaning on the wall, one foot up on the wall, arms crossed, and his gaze on her. 'why didn't you respond to my calling?' she huffed, inching closer within arm's reach. 'I wanted to hear you use my name, little cat.' his tongue stayed longer on the cat, making it a strong 'tt' sound, irritating her ears. 'I told you don't call me that.' 'But you have no hero name, little cat. What should I call you then.' 'My name…Y/N.' she paused, feeling his hand grab hers, gently pulling her closer to him. 'You are cute when you huff and puff, similar to the wolf from little red riding hood.' Victor whispered, his lips staying on her right ear 'the wolf ate the grandma and little red. I did not eat anyone.' she responded, her hands staying on his muscular chest, feeling his heart beating steadily. 'Can I eat you?' he pulls back his lips in a wickedly naughty smile uncovering his white beastly teeth. 'We can make a deal. We are both reasonable, right?' y/n answered with a question, feeling a strong urge to kiss his lips. inching closer and closer their lips…'No kissing!' a voice erupted. The pair turned to see a small, mean student looking at them both. Victor turns to his girl and says loud enough. 'Y/N, what's the time?' ' 1 pm. Why?' looking back at the kid, he answers, 'Lunchtime.' The child's eyes open in shock, running to get cover and leaving the couple alone again as they continue their interrupted moment.

3 I wanna make it pop, pop

'Vic, come on, we are late. We will miss it.' y/n shouted at the mutant as she stood at the top of the hill, waiting for her protector to catch up with her. 'Darlin, you may be younger, but I am over 134 years old. I am an old man. Give me a break!' he retorted as he finally reached her. huffing out, Y/N sits on the blanket, pulls the man down, and sits next to each other 'If we missed it, you are sleeping on the couch for the next five weeks, no negotiation.' 'it's just fireworks!' 'Yeah, but it's only once a year, and I haven't seen it live yet. I want to see it with you.' Victor leans on her, his hands caressing her tight 'Is that so?' 'Not going to work, Creed. Now stop. It's starting.' The frameworks sound first and pop off the explosion of colors, sizes, and shapes. The midnight sky colors itself with the iridescent light sparks letting the people and mutants below enjoy the view that was present once a year. Victor stops to gaze at the sky and looks at his love, her eyes mirroring the scene unfolding between them, his heart rumbling and talking to him in the form of a robust crescendo-like heartbeat rhythm. His hands find the back pocket, and he presents it to her. She looks down for a wink and witnesses a ring. she looks at him, her gaze holding thousands of questions. 'I wanted to pop this question from the moment I kissed you. What do you say, little cat? Can I call you my wife?' 'Only if I can call you daddy in 9 months.' she pulls his hand, letting it rest on her stomach. 'You just made me the happiest in all my lifetime.'

4 2+1=4?

'I am not popping any more kids for you, Creed. The twins are more than enough!' Victor laughed at his wife's statement walking closer to her and pecking her expecting lips. 'However, will I change your mind, my little cat?' Punching his chest, she answers, 'By stopping calling me little cat, I am your wife, call me appropriately.' 'You have a punch…wife. But still, the twins are now 3, and we might as well have at least one more kid so they can have each other to lean on.' 'Are you talking about your kids? the same ones that ate sand yesterday! Those are your stupid gens. I will die happily enough knowing that they will learn how to use scissors not and adequately stab each other. Plus, I was delivering them for …' '12 hours. I know I was there with you every second of it. I messaged your stomach, was there when you had contractions, and fed you.' He cut her off, holding his stance towards his love. 'Congrats, you did the bare minimum while I was doing the most brutal stuff ever.' 'You really are something, wife. So feisty and stubborn.' he leans down to kiss her forehead, his hands caressing her back. 'I do love that. Especially in the bedroom.' his voice purred, and Y/N felt her knees go weak at the sounds. 'Well, I guess… maybe one more could be good…' she whispered, her cheek heating up.

5 Home Run

The bed creaked, and the sound of harsh skin slapping was heard. Y/n's head was on the pillow, her teeth biting the plush material, her hands holding onto the sheets as her mate rutted in her. His hips snapped back and forward, his pace slowly getting sloppier and slower, finishing in her. Victor looks at his woman, her skin, her eyes watering, and her lisp so damn kissable. Leaning down, he steals kisses from her, his tongue playing with hers as he massages her stomach, pulling slowly out. 'You think this is it?' he hushed; Y/N chuckled. 'Well, even if it didn't, I would mind repeating this. You always get so possessive when you want to breed me.' 'Have you seen yourself, pretty girl? That's the effect you have on me, and there is no medicine for it but just to fuck you and breed you.' Y/N looked at her big bad wolf, kissing his lips, her hands trailing all over his chest and arms, stopping at his left hand on the wedding band. 'You promised, remember?' 'You think I would break my promise to you? Never, I will kiss, lick, protect and fuck you until the end, sweetheart.' 'Damn right.'

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slothspaghettiwrites · 2 years

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Does Victor Creed appreciate your fascination with monster cocks or is he annoyed his isn’t enough?

Haha! A return to this little series of bad dragon inspired sex toy escapades.

Warning: this one gets a bit breedy.

Victor Creed doesn't give a shit. He tells you this, he tells himself this, hell he'll tell the whole damn world he doesn't give a shit that you're into some monsterfucking bullshit. He knows he is 'laying pipe' as you so eloquently told him. He knows that when you two fuck it's a goddamn fucking experience.

But he doesn't fucking understand. And he refuses to admit that when he catches you reading something with some fucking werewolf on the cover that he acts more beasty in bed. That he will growl more and be a bit less afraid to use his teeth and strength to make you break apart into a billion beautiful pieces that he can put back together.

So after a week of you being completely absorbed in that dumb book, he breaks. He looks up fucking werewolf dildos. Victor shouldn't have been surprised by the amount of them he found but he was. He needed to know what he was competing with even if it was fucking fake.

But he finds something a little better. He finds a wearable. Victor doesn't even think. He selects the bigger size, but they've only got in this glittery baby blue colour. He hits buy now before he can think too hard about it. It arrives quickly, the box is discreet. You don't even think twice before handing it to him and going back to your book.

When he catches you squirming a little, smells your sweet as pie arousal fucking wafting through the air, he knows it's time. He gets the thing on, the weight of it making his cock bob harder, heavier against his thigh as he comes up behind you on the couch. Victor purrs in your ear.

"What's got you all worked up, kitten?"

His eyes scan over the page. The word breed makes his eyes cross a little. Instinct takes over. He grabs your hips and tosses you into the position he wants, your ass up, face buried in the couch cushion. Breed. He doesn't prep you, there is lube from putting on the wearable still slicking up the silicone, making the fat knot shiny. He fucks you deep and hard, but always stops before the knot can push inside your pretty hole.

"That what you want? Want me to bred your cunt? Want me to mate you?"

Your little nod nearly sends him over the edge.

"Then take my fuckin' knot, kitten."

#sloth asks #nonnie #vixtor creed #victor creed smut #victor creed x reader #bad dragon imagines #bad dragon

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vikingstoner69 · 2 years

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Victor Creed/Reader: Not leaving me! (smut)

Fandom;x-men

piring; Victor Creed/reader

Warnings: breeding kink

Hey guys I know its been a while since i posted but things have been a bit busy and i havent had much time plus i kind of fallen in a rut and havent really felt up to doing anything with wirting but i’m back and will be posting more. My requests are still open and i will be updating my list of fandoms very soon

You open the door and snarl when you see him, Victor creed your lover, or so you thought. Your lips curl revealing your sharp fangs and you growl lowly beyond pissed off.

"What's got you all riled up kitten?" he smirks from his spot in the chair you snarl your blood boiling at his smug face after what you saw.

“Its not your problem anymore i’m just here to get my things” you snap not looking at him at all as you start for the bedroom Victor hot on your heals.

“Your not leaving me” he snarls watching you start to gather up your things in a bag.

“Oh i’m leaving and you're not gonna stop me Victor” you snarl throwing things in bags and you swing around bearing your fangs at him when he grabs your arm. You swipe at him with your free arm and he snarls and pins you to the wall, his body molding to you.

“Your.Not.Leaving.me” he snarls, he was so much stronger than you but you were still pissed and you used that anger to slip out of his hold and you punched him in the face hard making him snarl.

“I have no reason to stay! You made that very clear the other night!” you snarl as he wipes the blood off his chin and in a blank of an eye you are back against the wall but this time his hold.

“You know i love it when you're angry" he purrs in your neck and ear. He chuckles as you snarl at his words.

"Let me go Victor" you snarl, thrusting up your body trying to wiggle out of his grip. Only his hold tightens. Victor kicks your legs apart and shoves his knee between your legs making you bite your lip to hold back a moan.

"I can smell how wet you are for me, but what's that? Anger and jealousy, oh kitten" Victor chuckles, you snarl and keep fighting to get free.

"I'm not yours! Not anymore! So let me go! You want those whores you can have them!" You snarl feeling tears sting your eyes but you don't let them fall.

"You don't know what you're talking about" he growls, his face going dark. You felt a shiver run down your spine and your cunt throbs.

"Oh please I know what I saw" you snarl, you stop trying to fight him knowing that you had no chance of breaking free.

"It was that blue bitch from the brotherhood. Metal head has a job for me" he growls nuzzling your neck.

"I know what I saw Victor" you snap moving your head back to look him in the eyes.

"No you don't! You really gonna walk away like jimmy! After everything!" He snaps back, you bite your lip and look down at his chest. He lets you go and takes a step back.

"Victor if you saw what I did you would think the same thing! You two were awfully cozy! And how dare you! I stayed with you when everyone else left!" You snap your anger firing back up at his words and he smirks as your claws extends. You pounce and knock him down and you land on top of him. Before you have the chance to punch him he flips you both over so he's on top and he pins you down.

"You wanna play rough kitten okay" he chuckles and kisses you deeply biting your lip making you moan and he shoves his tongue in your mouth. He lets your hands go and your go into his hair and tug as you kiss him back just as hard and deep. Victor's lips travel down your neck to a mark on your neck, his mark.

"Fuck victor!" You moan an your hips thrust up as he licks your mark making you shiver. Victor pulls back and rips off your shirt and bra his claws leaving little marks behind. You rip open his shirt and you run your claws lightly down his chest to his pants.

"Your mine kitten" he growls in your ear and you take him off guard and flip him so you're on top. You roll your hips and moan as you smirk down at him.

"You Victor Creed are mine! I won't share you with another bitch. And if I ever catch you with another bitch again, I'll kill her" you snarl your nails digging into his chest just a bit. Victor snarls and rips your pants before you are once again on your back.

"When I fuck you, I want you to scream for me" he purrs in your ear as he rubs your clit making you moan and cling to him. You feel his weight shift and then his rough tongue licke between your folds to your clit making you cry out.

"Oh fuck! Victor!" You cry out and grind your face on his rough tongue. Your hands go into his hair and you tug when he bites your clit. Victor sucks hard on your cunt and you scarem as you cum hard.

"I love the way you scream my name when you cum" he grins down at you as he undoes his pants and takes them off. Victor grabs his cock and slowly strokes it. And you lick your lips.

"Fuck me Victor, fuck me hard" you beg him as he stokes his cock.

"I want you to scream for me" he growls, Victor pushes the head of his cock in your cunt and he growls while you moan at being so full.

"Fuck!" You breathe as he shoves deep into you. He held you roughly as he pounded into you. His claws pricking your skin.

"Who do you belong to?" He growls, between each word was met with an even harder thrust.

"YOU! I'm yours Victor! All yours" you cry out your claws digging into his back making him snarl. You lean up and kiss him deeply as you meet his thrusts.

"I'm gonna fuck you till I put a cub in you. Would you like that? You want to carry my cubs" he growls in your ear and you moan an feel your cunt throb around him from his words.

"Yes, yes please Victor! I want that so much" you moan and beg as he growls pure filth in your neck and ear as he pounds you into the bed.

"Fuck I'm gonna cum" he snarls feeling you tighten around him.

"Please! I'm so close" you beg feeling right there on the edge.

"Fuckin cum on my cock" he growls as you clamp down on him.

"VICTOR!" You scream out as you cum hard, your claws tearing down his back making him snarl as he cums deep inside you. Victor rolls off onto his back trying to catch his breath. You roll over and lay your head on his chest.

"Your mine" he says once he can speak.

"Vic-" you start but he cuts you off.

"No! Everyone leaves! But not you! You promised" he reminds you of that night years ago. You bite your lip and sigh.

"I'll stay" you tell him, laying your head on his chest, closing your eyes, letting sleep finally take you.

#smut #requests are still open btw #reader #please request #reader smut #x men universe #x men fanfiction #victor creed/you #victor creed smut #victor creed/reader smut #vikingsarmy

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cresent2003 · 7 months

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I need all of you

Victor Creed (Sabretooth) x Feral! Reader

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Angelina laid in bed as she tossed and turned trying to fight her animalistic instincts.

She gripped her sheets as she whimpered as she laid on her stomach with her thighs pressed up against her stomach.

She usually could hide everything very well to the point that the men worked with questioned if she was truly a feral.

She had joined Striker a year ago and slowly he started getting other mutants to join his team.

She hated it most days yet her blood lust kept her from leaving them all.

Angelina growled as her heart pounded.

She was trying to not make any loud noises as Wade was next door and would listen through the wall.

It wasn't as if she hadn't had her heat before but this time she didn't have her suppressant and Striker ignored her request when she asked for more.

She even loudly expressed in front of the entire team by accident how worried she was and he ignored her.

She lived with only men and right now she wanted one of them to walk in and take her.

Angelina rolled onto her back before running her hands over her face.

She had to have a stash of suppressants somewhere.

Angelina got up and tore her room apart before growling.

Nothing.

There was nothing.

She thought about other places but each one didn't make sense.

She then grabbed an empty pill bottle from her bedside table before seeing that her suppressants were made by a scientist who spent all her time in the lab downstairs.

The burning in her abdomen and thighs was growing stronger but she put up with it knocking she could just go down there and force that poor woman to make her a new batch.

Angelina walked quickly through the hideout as she tried to stay away from the places everyone went.

She then broke into the lab as her eyes glowed.

She looked around before seeing Bianca.

Angelina rushed to her before grabbing her "Make me more of these.

Please" Angelina said as desperation laced her voice.

Bianca looked at her "Do it" Angelina said before throwing her into her chair.

Angelina looked like a mess as sweat stuck to her skin as her heat got worse.

Bianca looked at her before getting to work as she ignored to slick staining Angelina's leggings.

"These won't be ready for a week.

I can try my best to get them to you sooner but Striker will eventually try to stop me" Bianca said.

"No.

I can't last a week" Angelina said before growling.

"Like I said I will do my best to get them done quicker.

For now, lock yourself in your room and rest" Bianca said.

Angelina looked at her with defeated eyes before leaving the room.

She would have to fight through it.

The next night it was all the same.

She had missed out on a mission and now everyone knew something was wrong as Angeina had never missed a mission.

Everyone sat in the lounge after getting back from a mission.

"Hey, do you guys know where our sweet little wolf is?

I haven't heard her at all for a day now" Wade said.

"She probably went on a solo mission or got lost in some forest somewhere" Fred said with a slushie.

"Nope, she's here.

Bianca saw her last night and was pretty jumpy today" Wade said.

"So what?

You obsessed about her or somethin?" Logan asked as he smoked a cigar.

"Maybe but that's beside the point.

You know im going to go see her because unlike all of you, I think she's an important part of this team" Wade said.

"I wouldn't do that if I were you," John said.

"Why?" Wade asked.

"Because she wants to be alone.

Let her come to you" John said.

Victor laughed "Like a cute puppy" Wade said.

"That will rip your throat out," David said.

Suddenly a powerful pheromone rushed through the room.

Victor took a deep breath before smirking as his trousers grew tighter.

It was Angelina.

He looked at Logan as everyone continued to argue.

The little she-wolf was in heat.

An hour passed as Angelina laid in bed as she rubbed rough circles on his clit as she tried to get to at least one orgasm.

It was painful and aggravating as she threw her head back as her pussy throbbed as her arousal stained the sheets.

She put her shorts back on before whimpering as her warm, pulsating entrance tightened around nothing.

She closed her eyes as she pressed her body against her pillow as her claws tore through the other side.

She laid there as a masculine pheromone filled her room causing her to moan.

"You should have told me.

I would have happily given you what you wanted" A dark voice filled her ears.

She looked at the door and saw Victor standing in the darkness.

She lifted her hips up causing him to laugh.

"How long have you been like this?" he asked.

"It started yesterday.

Please Victor.

Please" she said.

He took off his long coat before walking over to her she at up and crawled to him before rubbing her face onto his chest and neck.

Angelina then tore off his belt before looking at him "Please make it stop.

It doesn't have to mean anything I just need it to stop" she said.

"Lay on your back," he said.

She did what he asked as her wolf instincts saw him as an alpha.

Her alpha.

It was a strange feeling yet she never wanted it to stop.

He took off his clothes before getting on top of her.

She lifted her head and nuzzled into the side of his face as she ran her hand up and down his arm.

Her claws ran against his skin as he pushed himself inside of her quickly as her arousal coated him.

She moaned out as her walls fluttered around him.

"That's it.

Let your body relax for me" he said.

"Anything for you," she said before moaning as he started to thrust.

"Your instincts really got you whipped," he said.

Her eyes glowed as she looked into his.

He groaned as he picked up his pace causing her to dig her claws into his back as she struggled to contain the pleasure-filled sounds slipping from her lips.

Her entire body shivered as her eyes rolled back.

"Let go.

Fuck" he said as she clung to him.

She cried out as her orgasm washed over her.

Angelina let out breathy moans as he continued to pound into her.

She screamed out as she threw her head back.

"Alpha" she moaned causing him to groan.

Skin slapping filled the room as his thrusts got faster and uneven.

"Fill me," she said.

"You're making it hard for me to keep control pretty girl," he said.

"Don't.

Loose control, please.

Fill me up with your knot" she said.

"Well since you asked nicely," he said as he held her hips in place.

She screamed out as he hit the spot that made her cock drunk as he slammed his hips into hers causing his cup to shoot deep inside her.

"Let's see how long it takes to fill you with my pups," he said.

Her entire body shivered at his words.

"You like the sound of that don't you?" he asked.

"Uh-huh," she said.

He smirked before kissing the spot on her neck that made her heart set ablaze.

One bite and she would be his forever.

He then picked her up causing her to gasp as he placed her on his legs as they sat on her messy bed chest to chest as he guided her hips.

She placed her head on his chest as her canines grew as the need to bite him grew.

She then screamed out as she came onto his cock causing her arousal and his cum to drip onto his pelvis.

He growled as he looked at her as she did everything she could to cling to him.

Victor watched as she whimpered and moaned as her heart pounded in her chest.

He was giving Angelina everything she needed to help her heat.

She could feel him throb inside her as his tip kissed her cervix with each powerful thrust.

"I can already feel your pheromone changing.

You might not know it but your body and your perfect mind are changing so that you will never attract another male feral again" he said.

She let out a broken moan at his words.

Her body shivered as she came again.

Victor groaned as he continued to thrust before shooting his cum within her once more.

He then bit her neck causing her to gasp.

He then licked the bite tasting her blood before looking at her.

"You're mine now," he said before kissing her.

He then placed her on her back before walking away.

She looked around before feeling the bite.

She smiled as she thanked Bianca for not giving her, her suppressants when she wanted them.

Victor came back with a damp cloth before sitting next to her.

"Tired?" he asked as he slowly cleaned her up.

"A little," she said before caressing his face.

"You know when we met I thought you were the most gorgeous woman I've ever seen.

You being on your heat only helped me realise how much I crave you" he said.

She smiled "I tried to lock myself in here yet you found me anyway" she said.

"I could smell your pheromone from the lounge.

While everyone argued about where the hell you were me and Logan both noticed" he said.

"Oh god.

Logan will know won't he?" she asked.

"He won't.

I'll kill him if he says anything" he said.

She looked at him.

"Victor?" she asked.

"What?" he responded.

"If tomorrow I take a test and it comes back positive are you going to run?" she asked.

"If tomorrow you find out you are pregnant I will protect you and the pups until im dead" he said.

"Cool," she said before yawning.

He laughed before getting her thick animal fur blanket.

He threw it onto her before getting into bed next to her.

He kissed her bite before listening to her steady heart and sift breaths before falling asleep himself.

#wolf #maturity #mature #oneshot #love #maturelanguage #victor creed #x men #wolverine origins #smut #feral #heat

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