The Primal Instinct || Mad Max Smut

The primal instinct || Mad Max smut

Summary: You and Max are running away from pursuit. When an engine in your car is gone, you have to roam through the desert on foot. Fortunately, Max finds an oasis. Some certain thing happens there as the primal instincts awakens in both of you.

Warnings: Smut

Words: 1802

Request by: @dagger-dragger

Authors: Rouge & nbf

The cruel sun beat down, it's one malevolent eye unblinking, and the sky was co-conspirator with not even a wisp of cloud to soften the harsh rays. The lizards took shelter in the shadows of the rocks where the sand was not hot enough to roast them, but there was no shade large enough for you. Each step sunk into the searing sand, the air was thick and hazy, each breath was like drowning in lava. Since that rusted piece of scrap, a car you're traveling with was gone, you had no other choice but to walk further on foot. You sinked on your knees. "I won't make it any longer, too hot," your voice broke as you simply rolled in a ball on the hot sand. You didn't care if it was burning your skin. 

Man was looking at you over his shoulder. After brief moment he turned around, walked to you and picked you up into his arms. "Not that far," he said in his typical voice. It was mix of indifference and anger. You let your eyelids close, your breaths were shallow. There was a certain level of tiredness that equates to insanity and for you it was when you'd like to temporarily dislocate your spirit from body, as if you could ask God to take you out for just a short while. "I can't...," you repeated weakly. Man hushed you, and with a loud grunt, he improved his grasp over your waist. He knew. He couldn't explain it but he felt it, subconsciously. To him, it was even harder than to you. He was on his way for weeks, without a happy ending so far. Max squinted his eyes, protecting them from brightness. He continued walking in the direction only he knew.

You opened your eyes slowly, blinking few times in an attempt to acclimate them to unexpected shadow. "Where are we...," you barely formed the sentence. No response. You leant over your elbows and with surprise you noticed that you were laying in a blissful shade of a palm. You slowly stretched your legs and it was the most wonderful feeling you've experienced in a while. Suddenly, you heard heavy footsteps nearby, so you turned head around. It was no one else but Max. He was holding something in his hands. "Here, drink," he ordered simply, passing you a canteen. You threw him a mean glance, eyebrows cocked up, yet you took item out of his hands. Immediately you felt a nice feeling of cold, wet metal. Your eyes sparked with hope as you unscrewed canteen and took a deep gulp. Few drops of refreshing liquid leaked out of your mouth and down your neck, straight into groove between your boobs. It didn't escape your notice that Max hung his glance on your cleavage. For that one, brief moment, under his gaze, you felt oh so shyly, yet you liked it.

 Seduction was what you always did best, moving into men's personal space with just the right look of heat in your eyes. You didn't just look at a man, you looked into him as if you knew his desires. As you finished drinking, you put the canteen on the sand right next to you, then you looked Max right in the eye. The position was rather unnatural to you, you got used to fact it was you who was in charge, always. Some primal instinct, a wild desire made you reached your hand out to grab man's collar and pulled him closer to you. With the kiss came the smooth touch of your body, poised, just the right blend of relaxation and tension. As you heard his long hidden grunt, you knew it was also what he needed for all this time. Max knew that once he kissed your neck your resistance will crumble. After just a few delicate touches of his warm lips, your hands started to do his bidding. They fell down his back as your head rolled back on the piece of material, all previous thoughts stopped in their tracks. There was only one desire, one wish, and your both knew it's just a matter of time before it happened.

 For these past few days you've learnt that Rockatansky was dominant. Though he didn't talk much, mostly grunting and humming some incomprehensible words, he radiated with some certain self-confidence. "Don't look me in the eye. Don't ever say 'no' to what I want or even hesitate. You're mine to do with as I wish until I tell you to stop. Only ever show lust, always ask for more, never less, never 'stop.' Please me and good things will happen, disappoint and bad things will come, and I hope you understand me. I'm sure you'd like to stay as pretty as you currently are," his strong, deep tone hit your cheek as he leant down to you, whispering right into your ear. You only nodded, feeling like familiar tingling is massaging your core from deep inside. "Take this rags off," man instructed you coldly and you obeyed politely. You got up, taking once white, long dress off, revealing that you were wearing nothing beneath it. He grinned. When you knelt right next to him, his hand grasped your waist, he pushed you back, so you laid down, observing him, yet being careful to not look into his eyes. "Good girl. Who did you belong to?," Max asked, leaning down and placing a kiss to heated skin on your neck. "I was Immortan Joe's toy," you said in a soft voice, you felt your heart skipped a hard beat when Max was kissing his way down your body. "Just a fucking slut he's using to please honest in spare time, when he wasn't fucking with people's heads," you added, closing your eyes shut.

 "And now he's after you, isn't he? Doesn't he want to get his doll back in the Citadel?," man asked as he knelt between your spreaded legs, undoing his belt. "Yeah. I told you before that I know a bit too much. He's afraid of me and of my knowledge," you whispered and left your mouth half opened when you watched him taking his old shirt off and slipping his pants down his legs. His size was a bit above average, nothing to be losing head about. Joe got you used to bigger sizes, almost unbearable. Max was thick and it made you grin in anticipation. He spat down onto his palm and stroked his length few times, his eyes never left your naked curves. "Not surprised he picked you," he added, "You're the most beautiful creature I've seen in recent years." Then he rubbed his tip over your folds, slamming himself in your core without unnecessary warnings. You screamed shortly at the sensation, you dug your nails into his back. He was moving slowly at first, gradually increasing his pace, adding some roughness to his thrusts. Your hand moved to his neck but he snapped at you. "No touching. I don't want you to get too emotional about this," he grunted against your ear, second later he nibbled your neck. You let out a sad moan, yet you understood the reference. His hard cock was stretching your inner walls nicely, sending brand new wave of sensation all over your body with every thrust he made. Soon you became a moaning mess beneath him, you grabbed his left forearm and squeezed it tightly, like you were looking for anything to support yourself on. Max was rocking his hips hardly for you, he picked both your legs up and placed them onto his strong shoulder, slamming his cock even deeper into your cunt. You briefly licked your fingers and slipped hand between two of you, only to stroke your clitoris and tease his cock whenever he was getting out of you. Max rolled his head back after while, grunting and cursing under his breath. "Fuck you, tight cunt!," Max groaned in deep voice of his as he pulled out of you. "On your knees," he ordered. You rolled on your belly and bend your butt up for him, supporting your weight on your hands. He easily got inside of you with one strong thrust, filling you to the brim with his hard member.

 His strong, rough hand were placed on your hips as he was slipping in and out of your pussy. Soon, one of his hands moved to your boobs to give them a firm squeeze. "Yeah, just like this, Max!," you murmured for him, being completely lost in your lust and pleasure he was providing you. Few more thrusts and you felt how his cock started to tremble in your pussy. "On your knees, Y/N," he ordered as he slipped out of you and got back onto his feet. You turned to him and knelt, just like he ordered. Max gave his member few quick strokes. Instinctively, you took his cock into your hand and pumped it over his length, then you took it into your hot mouth, bobbing your head back and forth. Max's hands moved to back of your head where he held you firmly. His grunts were like the most sweet melody to your ear. Soon, after few deep, almost primal growls, man cum into your mouth and his acerbic, dense semen flew down your throat. You hummed, sending some vibrations to him as you swallowed all of his load. He laid down next to you and you simply did same, putting head to his hairy chest. You didn't care at that time if he'll push you away or not. All you have wanted was a closeness of other person. "What will we do now?," you whispered quietly, shivering when he ran his fingers along your spine. "The only thing we can," he replied, "We'll run as far as we can get. And then we'll wait at them. And when they'll come after me and you, and they will eventually, we'll do what we are the best at." You raised your head and looked him in the eye. "What do you mean by that, Max?" "We'll take their lives away,” he said, smiling sadly, “It's the only thing that has left to us.”

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Lights Out || Poe Dameron x Reader One Shot || (High School AU)

Summary: You're girlfriend of Poe Dameron. He fools you that he needs some help with learning. Soon, it turns out that he lied only to spend some time with you. How the things will end?

Warnings: none

Words: 2020

Author: Cass

A/N: This fic was written for @justsomewritingprompts ‘ s writing challenge. I had: Scenarios: 15 Study Date || Quote: 14. “Sweetheart, I cannot even begin to tell you how much you mean to me” || items: 11. Candles

"Finally." You muttered to yourself as you heard knocking on the door. Poe was supposed to be here half an hour ago to study with you but somehow he was late this time.

You quickly jogged to the door and opened them with a smile on your lips. It was no one else but Poe indeed, but you blinked surprised when you saw a puppy in his arms. "What BB is doing here...?" You asked and looked at your boyfriend.

With a huge grin on his lips, Poe leant towards you to place a little kiss to your cheek. "I didn't know when I'll be back, so I took him with me. I didn't want him to sit in my room alone, you know," he explained clearly, smile never left his face. "So, you're ready? Because I am," he laughed shortly, entering your room and putting corgi down on the floor. "Where we will start? Do you have some plans?"

You giggled when puppy ran to you, you gently pet its head and looked at Poe. "I told you yesterday that I will be ready, and you have to tell me what's your problem," you reminded him as you sat on your bed, puppy immediately joined you. "So? What subject gives great Poe Dameron such a big trouble that he needs his girlfriend to help him?” You asked, looking at him. 

"Trigonometry," he said simply, spreading his arms in helplessness. "It's about trigonometry, Y/N."

Young man approched your bed and took a seat next to you. He petted his puppy, sighing. "If you won't help me, I'll fail last exam. And it'll mean I won't get scholarship for next semester," he explained simply.

You blinked even more surprised than moment ago when you saw BB. "Uhm, really? I have seen you during the classes, it didn't look like you have a problem with trigonometry but okay. I am sure you know the best what kind of help you need. I will go get my books."

After a short moment, you returned to him with two thick handbooks. "Okay, this should be an enough help for you. You should be happy that my parents and brother are away, we will have peace and quiet to learn," you summed up, sitting back on your previous place.

Poe took books from you and opened one of them lazily. He read one of the pages for a little while, then looked back at you. "Okay. But please, explain me how shall I be solving this quadratic equation, hmm?" Poe asked.

You picked up a big notebook that you were always using during the classes. "Okay, so come closer and I will try my best to explain you everything, and next time pay more attention during classes, don't goof around with your pals, okay?" You kissed his cheek with a smile. "Okay, let's start."

Then you started to explaining him every little detail in every step of solving the mathematical problem that he should make. You enjoyed this, not only a fact that you were helping him but also the fact that he was so close. His chest pressed against your back and his head on your shoulder made you feel relaxed and calm.

Poe was pretending that he was listening to your words. Truth was, however, that after a short while he started falling asleep. He felt this blackness came over him. Like a blanket, but not a blanket of warmth but a blanket of coldness making Poe shiver slightly. But somehow it's making his eyes felt heavier and heavier. He finally closed his eyes, nuzzling more to your shoulder, his arm wrapped around your waist.

You were deep in your thoughts, explaining him everything. You really wanted to help him, because he was your boyfriend. "... then you need to move this here, and sum this numbers here, and you will get what you need, do you understand?"

You waited for a little but received no answer. "Poe?" You looked on your shoulder with a corner of your eye, and couldn't believe the view. "Poe Dameron, are you serious right now?!" You raised your voice, growling slightly at the young man.

The anger was building in you, how could he be sleeping when you were trying to help him?!

Poe opened his eyes lazily, yawning. "What? Uhm, no, no, I meant yes, sum stuff," he mumbled and kissed your cheek. "To be honest, I know what are you talking about. Truth is," he yawned again and got up, rubbing his temple, "I am good at math. I don't need any help. I've came here because we spend not enough time together lately, and I miss you, Y/N," Poe explained openly.

You looked at him and couldn't believe his words. It was truth that you were focused on your own stuff, you only had some time for each other during breaks between classes but still, this really got onto your nerves.

"Poe, I understand but..." You raised your voice again but suddenly were cut off by darkness.

The whole house went dark. "Oh, for God's sake," you rolled your eyes.

"Lights out again, huh?" Poe giggled. "Do you have candles? We can lit them up."

You let out a deep sigh. "Yes, dad said he fixed this," you muttered and pulled out your phone to turn on the flashlight. "I think that mom put all candles in one of the cabinets in the hallway, we just need to look for them, because I am not sure in which one they're set."

You got up from bed and walked to the door, you opened them and entered the hall.

You started to roam through cabinets as soon as you got to them. "If you find any candles, please, don't touch the black ones. Ben has some freaking seventh sense and he even knows when someone dared to touch his precious stuff." you muttered.

"Your brother is emo, isn't he? Sometimes he reminds me about that young boy, the vocalist of that German band, Tokio Hotel. But fortunately, Ben doesn't wear make-up. Yet... Or am I wrong?" Poe peeked into one of the cabinets and clapped his hands. "Got 'em, Y/N!"

You laughed loudly and shrugged. "Maybe a little bit, it's hard to tell who he truly is. Mom says it's just a phase but it's weird. Makeup... Well. I don't know anything about this.. But once I found my eyeliner in his room. Let's hope it won't get worst."

You kissed his cheek and smiled. "Take them to the living room and I will go to find a lighter and maybe something to eat for BB and us," you said, and then walked to the kitchen.

"Lighter isn't needed, I got one in my pocket, you know that I am into cigarettes," Poe lit three candles, placing them into candlestick, he put it on the counter of your desk. "BB and I would be happy if you would share that delicious turkey your mom has made on Sunday!"

You rolled your eyes and shook your head. "Okay, I will see if we have leftovers," you answered.

After a few minutes, you came back with a two big plates and one smaller. "Here, something for us and something for your little buddy," you said after putting plates on their places.

You sat on the couch next to Poe. "I guess I need to wait until tomorrow. Dad will have to fix the light again, or mom will just call a specialist," you giggled and started to eat.

Poe did too, but he also put little plate on the floor, so BB could have eaten, too. "You ain't mad at me?" He asked.

"To be honest, I am a bit mad. I really thought you are in trouble when it comes to school, I was worried. You could have simply told me that you wanna hang out, you know I would gladly accept it," you looked at him. "It wasn't a nice thing to trick me like this. Don't do this again," you warned him and looked down at the puppy. "It's getting late," you noticed.

"It is, apparently. Was it a slight attempt to get rid of me and BB?" Poe laughed warmly. "Don't worry, we'll head back home soon. You still have to review the material for test."

"I already did that, Poe. You said we don't spend much time together, and it's weekend. You think your dad would be mad if you would stay with me? I am slightly afraid of the darkness, I don't want to be alone and we could spend some time together," you offered softly, looking at him.

"I will call him, soon. Don't worry. I guess he won't have anything against that idea."

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In the darkness your cuddles were feeling like a little touch of heaven, warm, together, cozy.

Poe wished he could extend the night just so he could stay close to you for longer, safe in your embrace.

Your arms were wrapped right around him, bringing a peace he's never known before, a calming of the storms in young man's heart. He knew it's you that was giving him hope for the future. In your embrace, Poe started to believe that there was nothing out there to fear. "I love that little moments when we're together. No one else counts but we. Priceless," Peo hummed lazily into your ear.

You purred quietly and smiled. "I know, sweetie. I am so sorry if you ever thought that I neglect you or something like this," you said and kissed his jawline, then put the head to his chest, listening to his heartbeat.

Poe was a blessing, you couldn't ask for more. He was always there when you needed him, and even when you didn't, and maybe especially then. You were so deeply in love with him.

"I love you, Y/N," Poe whispered into your ear. "Sweetheart, I cannot even begin to tell you how much you mean to me." he added.

His fingers were tangled in your hair as he kissed your temple. "You're my everything."

You hummed quietly at his words. "I love you too, Poe. You are my world," you said before kissing him softly on the lips.

Rest of the evening went rather quickly. You snuggled with Poe under a soft, warm blanket. Soon, both of you fell asleep in each others' arms.

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You woke up next morning to the view of your brother's face right above your own.

"For God's sake, Ben! Do you want me to die on heart attack?!" You growled at him.

"Mom! He is here again! Why is he in my house again?!" Ben yelled, and you in the meantime gently touched Poe's cheek in an attempt to wake him up.

"First of all, it's not only your house. Second, good morning sweetheart, and hi, Poe," Leia said with a kind smile as she stepped into living room.

Poe got up quickly, stretching his shirt. "Morning, ma'am. I am sorry, we've learnt for a long hours, I happened to fall asleep, so Y/N decided to let me stay."

"Hi mom," you muttered and nuzzled to Poe's shoulder.

"I bet you two got laid," Ben said with a smile.

You facepalmed and shook your head. "No, I was helping him with math, it took us long, plus light went off again and I didn't want to sit alone," you grunted, rolling your eyes.

"Oh, that's so sweet of you, Y/N. You see? I told you we should have called professionals," Leia said, turning to Han. He only rolled his eyes.  "Now I will make breakfast for three of you." Your mother added looking back at you.

You smiled and nodded. "Sounds perfect, right sweetie?" You looked at Poe. "Oh, by the way. Good morning," then you kissed his cheek and skipped to the kitchen.

Ben frowned looking at Poe. "I hate you." 

"Get used to me better," Poe chuckled slightly. "Maybe one day in the future you'll be my brother-in-law," Dameron wiggled his brow and followed you. "Y/N, wait for me!"

That’s How I Like You The Most || Steve Rogers x Reader

Summary: You’re a member of S.H.I.E.L.D. You constantly have nightmares about Winter Soldier. One night, when no heater is working and you wake up covered in sweat, Steve Rogers is the one to cheer you up.

Warnings: none

Words: 1306

Author: Rouge

A/N: This fic was written for @justsomewritingprompts ‘ s writing challenge. I had: Scenarios: 12. Cold Night, No Heater || Quote: 7. “It’s fucking freezing” || items: 14. Blankets

An ominous boom startled you out of your abysmal nightmare. Your cheeks were wet and body was bathed in a cold sweat. The sheets were twisted around your limbs, probably because you were thrashing in yoursleep. Your heart pounded against your chest. You trembled. The room was entirely dark. No light anywhere. The remnants of your nightmare still clung to your mind, haunting you. You had no trouble imagining Winter Soldier lurking in the murky darkness of your room.

Another flash of lightning illuminated the room in blinding light. You let out a frightened cry and buried the face into your pillow. Even your breaths trembled. You swallowed and once again turned to see the endless darkness of the room.

Second later, the door was opened and familiar voice echoed from its walls.

“Y/N? Are you okay?”

You blinked few times, adjusting your eyes to sudden brightness. You saw Steve peeking into your room, a dismal expression on his face.

“Yes. It was just a nightmare…,” you whispered, rubbing your temples. “I’m sorry, did I wake you up?”

Steve smiled, yet he was pale still. “You were screaming. I got pretty worried about you,” Steve cleared up sadly.

You nodded slightly, wrapping sheets tighter around you. “Bruh, it’s cold again, and Tony promised me to fix my radiator,” you said, looking sadly at Steve. “And now this nightmare, I am done, I can’t rest properly since few days,” your voice was nothing more but a whisper.

Steve tilted his head gently, chucking. “Don’t count on it, Y/N. Tony’s busy, almost always. Heater doesn’t work in my room either. Maybe, if you would like, you could come to me,” Rogers suggested, a little grin crept onto his lips.

You blushed, turning your head aside. “I don’t know if I should…,” you stated softly but your body demonstrated what he needed, you shivered as cold thrill ran along your spine.

Steve chuckled. “Come on, yesterday I received a brand new blanket, we could try it,” he cocked his brow.

You blushed even harder, was Captain America himself trying to hit on you? You nodded but before you got up from your bed, you gave him a glance. “Can you, like, I have to get dressed…,” you grinned at him, “You can wait for me near the lifts,” you suggested, hoping he will obey.

Steve consented, and with a huge smile, he closed the door of your room.

It was when you let a withhold breath out. Captain America. Steve Rogers. You couldn’t wish anything more.

You quickly roamed through your wardrobe to pick black, fitted leggins and white tank top.

Within five minutes you joined him on the corridor, rubbing your shoulders. “Fuck, it’s fucking freezing,” you summed up.

Steve agreed with you as he pressed the button to call an elevator. His steel blue eyes measured your figure, from the bottom to the top, he couldn’t help but smirked at you.

When you both entered  the elevator, he pressed button signed “5”, it was the floor where his chamber was located.

“You look gorgeous, you know, Y/N?,” he askedcasually, his eyes were still on you.

You pressed your back to the wall of the elevator and pretended you were focused on numbers that were changing on the display.

“Thanks,” you said softly, glaring up at him for a second.

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The room was uncomfortably large. The floor was polished concrete, the walls white. There was room in here for dozens of people. It was a perfect place, but cold in its tranquility. The soft jazz was just audible as background noise.

“Wow… Scandinavian furniture… I didn’t expect something like this…,” you covered your mouth with palm, admiring the sight.

“Why not? I am not that old, Y/N, and trust me, I like to surround myself with a good quality,” Rogers whispered right in your ear from behind.

You didn’t even notice when his hands were wrapped around your waist tightly, you only hummed at the unexpected touch of his large palms and muscular chest nuzzling to your back. “Come on, it’s cold here, as I mentioned before my heater isn’t working, too,” Steve said, “Follow me, Y/N. It should be better in bed, I bet the blanket is still warm.”

He grabbed your palm and pulled you to his bed. As soon as you sat on a soft mattress, Steve joined you, wrapping woolen blanket around both of you.

“Mmmm, it’s so soft, and warm,” you purred, leaning your back against Steve’s chest. “Much better. I just hope Tony will finally do something with heating or we will freeze to death.”

You heard him laugh, his voice made your heart skipped a beat. You closed your eyes, trying to warm yourself up.

“Will you tell me about that nightmare, Y/N?,” Steve asked suddenly, his voice sounded gently. You found it so cute of him that he always was trying to figure out your problems. Steve was particularly the only person from the entire team that you got along so well with.

“Winter Soldier,” you responded simply, “I dreamt about him chasing me, again,” you sighed deeply.

“Shush, Y/N,” he said in that strong voice of his, “S.H.I.E.L.D. will find him soon, I guess,” he ensured.

“Maybe, but what will happen if they won’t?,” you turned your head to face him.

“Then I’ll make sure you’re safe, just like the others,” he cupped your face with his palms, rubbing his thumbs against your cheeks, “There’s nothing you should be worry about for now. Everything’s okay, Y/N, trust me.”

You nodded, exhaling a shaky breath. “I do,” you stated, “I always do.”

You nuzzled to his warm body, humming softly under your breath. Oh, he was so warm!

In the darkness of his room your cuddles were felt like a little touch of heaven, warm, together, cozy. You wished you could extend the night just so you could stay close to Steve for longer, safe in his strong embrace. His arms wrapped right around you brought a peace you've never known before, a calming of the storms in your heart, soul, mind. In his embrace you started to believe that there was nothing out there to fear, that all there was, was sunshine, beautiful trees and only good things to happen.

“Steve, can I be honest with you?,” you asked suddenly, opening your eyes and stretching a bit in his arms.

“Yes,” Rogers looked you right in the eye, he was visibly interested.

“Your cuddles are the only medicine I need, they are the light in the darkness, a lone star in an otherwise empty sky. I feel so safe when you’re around.”

You put both hands on his chest, supporting yourself, and you leant to him to place a warm, needy kiss to his beautiful, full lips.

Firstly, you were afraid he will push you away but nothing like this happened. Instead, his muscular arms were wrapped around you and second later, Steve was pulling you as closer as he only could. He deepen the kiss, your tongues were dancing together for a short while before you had to pull to take a breath.

You panted, trying to calm your heartbeat. You looked at Steve and he was only smiling at you, a little blush on his cheeks made him look like an embarrassed teenager. You only smirked at him and put head to his chest, listening to his heart.

Steve pulled the blanket tighter around two of you to make you feel comfortable.

“You’re a good kisser,” he praised with a grin, and you felt like a blush spread against your face.

You grabbed the hem of blanket and pulled it onto your head. “Bye, I’m gonna hide, you’re making me blush, Steve!”

He laughed warmly. “And that’s how I like you the most,” Steve purred.

Pumpkins || Venom oneshot

Summary: Eddie is slowly getting ready to his first Halloween celebration with Venom. How will it end?

Warnings: None.

Words: 1221

Authors: Cass & Toro

"Eddie. Eddie...," Venom was mumbling into man's ear. "EDDIE, YOU DUMBSHIT, LISTEN TO ME, CAN YA?" Long, slick tongue ran quickly over Eddie's cheek. "Imma hungry, man."

Eddie shivered and growled. "I am not, give me a break... I wanna sleep. I need rest." Man muttered and hide his head under a pillow.

"EDDDDDIIIIEEEEEE!" Venom pounted deeply, forming an arm with which he poked Eddie's side. "You had to carve pumpkins. We wanna play! And eat! so move your fat ass now!"

"So you wanna play or eat? And since when you want to play?" Eddie asked as he sat up on bed.

Venom got more excited and he wrapped himself around man's waist, squeezing it tightly. "Thanks, man, knew you'd understand us," alien purred getting ready to be petted.

"Do you realize that you didn't answer any of my questions?" Eddie asked, dragging himself out of the bed. "I am still really tired," man added slightly.

Venom closed his eyes shut, pounting something quietly. "You annoy me, Ed. Don't make me angry. If you'll, I'm gonna rip your tongue off and eat it while you'll be watching," Venom turned his head to face the man. "Now, downstairs, Ed. Pumpkins!"

Eddie blinked. "Minute ago you were happy, and now you are threatening me?" He shook his head. "Okay, okay. We are going downstairs."

Venom was gently pushing Eddie so he would be going faster. "Fridge first, Ed!" Alien ordered strongly as he licked his mouth. "Food, food, finally."

Eddie yawned. "Okay, okay. You don't need to push me," he went downstairs and straight to the kitchen.

Man opened the fridge. "What do you want?"

"I want meat. Raw meat. Do we have some? Hmmm?" As soon as door to fridge got opened, Venom slipped his head inside, looking around. "Man, where is the chicken from last dinner, huh? I bet there was a chicken, where is it, Ed? Have ya eaten MY FUCKING CHICKEN?" Venom turned around to Eddie, blinking few times as he licked his long fangs

"I didn't eat your chicken, dude! Maybe you ate it by yourself when I was asleep." Eddie growled at Venom.

Symbiote has straighten his form out, his eyes were getting wider and wider. "Do you think I'm an idiot, Ed? Do I look like an idiot?! Ah, yea! I'm just a PARASITE to you, Eddie, you fuck!" Venom snapped loudly, vanishing instantly.

"If you say so, V," Eddie rolled his eyes and walked away from fridge to find equipment he needed to carve pumpkins. "Where do I put them?"

"WHERE DO YOU GO, ED!?" Venom appeared behind man's back, he squeezed man's neck. "I AM STILL HUNGRY AND YOU DIDN'T LET ME EAT ANYTHING, DUDE! DO YOU CARE WHAT I FEEL RIGHT NOW? DO YOU?!" Symbiote was grunting loudly, "WHO DO YOU THINK YOU ARE, ED?!"

But out of sudden, Venom became quiet. "PUMPKINS! WE LOOOOVE PUMPKINS," he stated, licking over his mouth.

"I SWEAR TO GOD! If you kill me one day then you will have a big problem in finding new host." Eddie growled loudly, rubbing his neck. "I can let you eat inside of a pumpkins if you want."

But before Eddie has ended his sentence, Venom was already done with the smallest pumpkin, pushing it deep into his throat. "Argh mhmhmhm yyyeee..." Venom was articulating while trying to chew the pumpkin.

Eddie opened his mouth to speak but quickly closed it and facepalmed. "I can't with you sometimes...," he sighed.

Venom has finally swallowed the pumpkin, and smirked widely to his host. "It's gonna be okay for some time. Now, crave these pumpkins," Venom pointed at the table, where rest of the pumpkins were located. "Crave 'em, Ed. Where are tools, you piece of shit?"

"Don't call me that, you parasite. I have them somewhere here in the kitchen. You have no idea why I do this anyway, so stop pushing me." Eddie frowned.

"Yea, Eddie has something to say as always, don't you, Ed?" Venom growled and vanished, letting man to prepare anything he needed.

Eddie rolled his eyes and sighed loudly. "God! I hate you sometimes!"

He started to prepare everything, it took him few minutes to get fully ready.

Two smaller pumpkins were already craved. Venom didn't show, so Eddie could work in silence.

He finished craving big pumpkin. Man saved one pumpkin and filled big bowl with pumpkin's pulp. "Venom? I have food for you and a little surprise."

Venom formed himself behind Eddie, resting his large chin over Eddie's shoulder. "I don't want to eat. I've already eaten. But what with a surprise? Is it some nice, little cat nor homeless doggo, so Venom could eat it?" Alien licked Eddie's ear.

"YOU JUST SAID YOU AREN'T HUNGRY! And even if I will ever get a homeless dog or cat, you will not be allowed to eat it." Eddie informed Venom and sighed. "Listen... I have knife here and one pumpkin. I want you to try and do what I just did," he explained.

Venom made an irritated grimace, his white eyes narrowed. "Do I look like a fucking artist, Eddie? I won't be carving pumpkins. Maybe instead we could hunt for some fresh flesh? Imagine it, we could crave some bad guys, Eddie, and hang them at your porch, what do you think, dude?"

"I think that you will take this knife and at last try or I'm gonna starve you until you will want come back to your home planet, asshole." Eddie said with soft smile.

Venom licked man's cheek with his long tongue, and without arguing formed two arms. He started craving the pumpkin, doing it much faster than Eddie did.

When he ended, he wrapped his symbiotic arms around Eddie's neck, hugging him.

There was a sentence craved out in the pumpkin. One simple sentence. 'FUCK YOU, DUMBSHIT', and next to it there was something that supposed to be a skull.

Eddie blinked and sighed. "Yea.... That's cute. Great job, buddy," he said, petting Venom's head. "Now, I can put candles inside and we can put them outside."

"And go hunt bad guys. It's Halloween. Bad guys don't know we're around. We can take them by surprise. You said by yourself that we can eat bad guys. And we're hungry, Eddie. Let's trick or treat them, Ed."

Eddie picked up one of the pumpkins. "You know that trick or treat isn't about eating bad guys, right? It's about candies but Imma afraid that I am too old for that."

Venom rolled his eyes, annoyed as he was. "Candies? To me lungs, kidneys, hearts are candies, so depends on what you like, man," symbiote smirked. "But we can scare some of that stupid children from neighborhood, too."

"No, we can't because this is a bad thing to do, and we don't do bad stuff. Let's just stay home, watch a scary movies and give candies to kids. What do you think, buddy?"

"Boring," Venom pounted but he nodded, "but I can agree on it if you'll order some chicken. a lot of chicken."

Eddie sighed heavily "Fine! I will order you a chicken. A lot of chickens but you will be a good boy, okay? You promise?"

Venom sticked his tongue out and poke Eddie's nose with its tip. "Sure. Venom's a good guy."

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His Ego || Stephen Strange x Reader.

Summary: You are taking care of Strange shortly after his accident  

Warnings: None.

Words: 1327

Request by: Anonymous

Authors: Cass & Toro

You loved your job. Helping others was your longtime passion, you couldn't imagine yourself anywhere else but in a hospital, unfortunately, last few weeks were a horror to you.

Stephen Strange has ended up in the hospital due to his car accident. After that he went through five doctors and several nurses, and all of them told the one thing: 'I am not going back to him.'

Stephen Strange wasn't the easiest person to deal with. He was an arrogant long before that accident but then it was even worst - a mix of his arrogance and anger.

Soon there was no more doctors that wanted to even enter Strange's room and someone in his condition couldn't just stay alone.

You gathered all of your courage and decided to go there by yourself.

You entered room slowly. "Stephen?"

He raised his brow with a deep sigh leaving his mouth. "What now? Another dose of pills that will miraculously heal me? Nor maybe you've come here to see the best neurosurgeon in the world who is not even able to hold a stupid mug in his hands, huh?!" Strange was raising his voice with each word he was speaking out loudly.

You sighed deeply and shook your head gently. "I came here to see the patient, no matter who he is. I am not here to judge you and you good know this."

You already had to fight the urge to hit him. You had to listen to his screams and now they were directed straight at you, it was really over the line.

Strange turned his head to the window, not saying a word. He started to pretend he was alone in the room.

You let out another sigh and your hands dropped to your sides. "Please, Stephen. Cooperate with us. You know we all want what's the best for you," you said moving closer to his bed. "Come on, show me your hands," you requested as you sat on the edge of his bed.

Former doctor struggled, trying his best to roll on his right side. "Fuck off," he only hissed. "I don't need your help. I don't need anyone to feel sorry about me. I'll be fine by my own. If they wouldn't have done that to me, it wouldn't be that bad right now. They fucked my entire life."

"Stephen... I don't do this because I feel sorry for you. I do because this is my job and I am kinda the only one standing by your side since you effectively scared others away."

You watched him for a moment, thinking what more you could add.

"I want to remind you that if not other doctors, you would have lost your hands for real. You good know that you still have a chance, you just need to give yourself time to heal."

"Time to heal, huh?!" Stephen turned his head to face you. "Do you hear your own words?! They've destroyed all the nerves that left! They could have done it other way, inserting a simple fucking stents in my hands! That would truly help! And now they're sending someone like you," he threw you a disdainful glance. "Pathetic."

You shook your head and got up. "You are the pathetic one right now, Strange. Look at yourself, you are the one on this bed. You are the one that was reckless enough to use your fucking phone while driving! Kids in kindergarten know that you should never do this!" You growled. "You should at last be grateful that we saved your ass, and that for now we waste our time to deal with such a stubborn asshole like you. I am leaving now but I will be back later," you simply informed him and then left.

Strange only shrugged his arms slightly and rested his head on the pillow.

He closed his eyes and let the thoughts drift away.

He was almost falling asleep but a sudden thought crawled into back of his head.

You were absolutely right. If he wouldn't be that stupid to check upon his phone while driving, he wouldn't be where he was then.

However, he still was too proud to admit that it was him who was mistaken.

You returned to your office and decided to do a bit of your work before dinner time.

You had to somehow relieve your stress and anger after visiting Stephen. Even if you knew it won't be easy, you set yourself a goal to change his behavior.

During the dinner time you decided to order something in the cafeteria and take it to Stephen.

When he heard someone entering his room, he theatrically rolled his eyes. "I don't want whatever you have there. I am not interested. At all. Leave me alone."

"Yes, yes. But you know what? I don't care, just like you," you said and smiled at him holding a tray. "It's dinner time so I decided to jump to the cafeteria and get you something warm because even you need to eat," you put the tray on his bedside table.

"And how do you imagine this, huh?" He snorted. "How can I eat with those?" man pointed at his bandaged palms. "I think I have to consider your intelligence level, darling," Strange growled.

You took a deep breath, you could feel anger slowly building up again but you only bit inside of your cheek, trying to control yourself. "I always can take bandages off and help you with eating. It's not really a problem," you shrugged, putting hands into pockets of your coat.

"To you it may not be a problem but to me it's a fucking shame but sure, of course, who would even care what fucking Strange feels," man summed up angrily. "Do what the hell you want, I have it deep in my asshole."

"Stephen. I meant unwrapping your hands. I never said that I don't care. Sure I do," you rubbed bridge of your nose. "I understand you are ashamed of your condition but you can't act like this. Please. If you want I can even feed you."

Stephen shrugged slightly. But this time he didn't protest. He let you unwrap his palms, he also let you take a spoon and feed him.

You smiled at him as soon as you finished.

You got up and went to wash your hands. "You see! It wasn't that hard, Stephen. Now please, be a good boy and show me your hands."

He did without complaining. "And? What are you gonna do with them? Are you gonna heal me? No one can, that's the truth," he clenched teeth.

"I am a doctor here and I need to check on them to see how wounds are healing, if you like it or not," you responded, taking a seat on the edge of bed.

You gently took one of his palms into yours and studied it carefully, later you repeated this with other hand.

"They are healing, it looks very nicely, I must say. Would you like me to bandage them back?" You asked looking at him, still holding his hand.

"Do whatever you have to," Strange sighed out loudly. "Besides, I thought you're an ordinary student nor nurse, how funny," his voice sounded more wryly than he attended, so he grinned, cocking his brow.

You lurk around to get new bandages for him and quickly came back to wrap his palms. "Well, because of your lovely attitude no one wants to come here, so I need to be everyone to you," you explained, carefully wrapping his hands. "I hope you will feel more comfortable for now but you know what, Stephen?"

He tilted his head slightly. "No. Tell me."

"I think you still have beautiful hands," you stated and smiled at him, then raised on your feet. "If you will need anything, just ring for the nurse. I will be in my office. And remember, it's gonna be better."

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The Sweet Punishment || James Delaney x Reader Smut

Summary: You fight with Brace again. James gets pretty mad about this and he decides to provide you a proper lesson in manners.

Warnings: Smut, bun spanking, fingering, vaginal sex

Words: 2166

Authors: Cass & Rouge

".... so stop cursing on me!," you growled at servant.

Brace rolled his eyes. "How can I be calm! When you don't even try to obey my asks! Mr Delaney let you stay here as long as you'll be useful! And this is the third time you use all of our coffee supplies!"

You snorted at man and crossed arms over your chest. "We'll see. James! James!"

Maybe letting you stay in his house was a mistake. Sure, it was nice to have someone else to help around but your incessant fights with Brace were seriously tormenting his nerves on daily basis.

Everyone knew that Delaney was a man with short temper. As soon as he heard you calling his name, he threw papers on his desk and went downstair. "What the hell is this commotion?!," he roared loudly stepping into the room.

You looked at him with relief. "Ah! James, Brace forbidden me to use coffee, again. He hid everything from me! It's getting out of control," you explained politely.

Brace chuckled darkly. "Sir, she uses everything in too large portions. In the end, we're running out of our supplies."

James looked at both of you in disbelief, it was shocking to him because after all these years he was sure that nothing is going to surprise him anymore. Well, he was wrong.

"Are you really calling me here... Because of a FUCKING COFFEE?!," James shouted looking at you with a frown. "Are you out of your fucking mind?!"

Little smile that was on your lips quickly faded away. "I mean... Yes! Because you're the owner of the house and... And order Brace to give me coffee back!," you asked, rising voice a bit.

Brace rolled his eyes and spread his arms in disbelief, looking at James.

"DON'T you dare to rise your goddamn voice on me, woman! I have enough of your whining, you are working here, don’t forget about it. You aren't lady of the house," he said pointing at you. "Brace is above you, He says - you do. He decides - you follow. End of fucking topic!"

James rubbed his face trying to cool off a little bit before looking at you again. "Brace, keep working. You, with me," he muttered and turned around to return to his room.

You blinked. When he was screaming at you in that strong voice of his, you felt oh so small. You were shivering like an animal in a trap.

You looked at Brace when you were leaving the kitchen and was shocked when he smirked brightly at you. You stacked out your tongue at him and follow James.

"Where are you leading me? What? Now you're gonna be mad? I know, I know, I might be problematic sometimes but, no offence, your servant is rather unpleasant to me from beginning."

You were scared and he could feel it. It wasn't his intention to scare you but your behavior was driving him crazy even more than he already was. If that was even possible at that point.

You were a fine woman and he had to admit, he liked you a lot but you being moody was simply too much even for him.

Inside his room he ordered you to stand close to his armchair. "Now. I have simply enough of your behavior, woman. Time to do something with this," James muttered as he walked behind you. He grabbed your hands and tied them up tightly behind your back with some material he found on his desk.

You blinked few times, your heart rate increased. "James, what the hell are you doing?," you asked him. "What's that? James, what the fuck?," you asked again, looking at him above your shoulder.

He pet your hair. "Calm down, little rabbit or your heart will jump out of your ribcage."

James sat down in his chair and made himself comfortable. Suddenly he grabbed your waist and laid you across his laps. "What shall I do with you now, huh?," he asked as his hand rested on your ass giving it a gently squeeze.

You giggled nervously, turning head to face him a little. "What the hell, James!," you asked loudly, blushing hardly.

You were shocked by his actions. It was definitely not what you were expecting him to do. "James!," you squeaked as he squeezed your bun.

Suddenly a loud smack was placed on your left buttock, after that his hand massaged your butt. "I said something downstairs. Don't rise your voice on me, woman," after these words he smacked you again, a little harder this time. "Do you understand?"

You bit your lower lip, your cheeks were burning from the blush. You nodded quickly, trying your best to calm your breath. "Yes, James, I do understand."

"That's more like it. You see? You can be a good girl when you want," he smiled softy before smacking you once again. "But... You were a bad girl today. Annoying me. Just because of stupid coffee,” James sighed deeply and looked at you. "How many, how do you think?"

You tried your best to roll on your side to face him, it was hard to do and you quickly failed. "Yes, yes, I am bad girl by nature," you explained as you calmed your breath enough for blush to fade away from your face. "Can you put me down, it's uncomfortable."

James shook his head. "I think ten should be enough. Maybe this will teach you something,” he muttered and pulled your skirt up enough to revile your ass. "So, be a good girl for once and count." After these word you could again feel his hand getting into contact with your ass, harder than ever before.

By fourth smack you squeaked loudly. "Ough! This hurt! Put me down, Delaney! Who do you think you are! I am not a puppet on your strings!," you growled but clenched hands into fists.

You counted to ten, trying to stay as quiet and polite as you could.

James watched your laying across his laps, you looked mesmerizing. Completely helpless and on his mercy. He already could feel his pants getting tighter. "So? How was it, hmm?," he hummed as his hand traveled up your back.

You shivered, letting out anther nervous giggle. "Harsh," you replied. "Can you put me down now? I promise to be a good girl. But excuse me, your actions are an insult to me!"

"Nah, I am not sure. I like to have you like this," Delaney muttered and his hand moved into your hair. "Don't tell me you didn't enjoy it."

You were tensed, yet some nice excitement was building in your lower stomach. "I... Maybe I do. Or maybe I don't. Find out by yourself, Mr. Delaney," you dared him.

He nodded in agreement. "Let's see."

James’ hand immediately traveled to your panties and pulled them off. His hand sneaked between your legs, exploring the sensitive skin. "Well, nice and wet,” he stated shortly.

You bit your lip again, closing your eyes shut, humming at his touch. His rough palm was burning your inner thighs but you didn't care. You simply shook your butt a bit. "Feels nice," you agreed.

James pulled you up so now you were straddling his hips, his hand still between your legs. "You have no idea," he wasted no time, two of his colossal fingers slipped inside of you. James moved his fingers in and out, curling them inside your pussy. He kept observing your face.

You quickly lost balance and almost fell off of his lap. That felt oh so good!

You struggled with your hands tied behind your back but with the adrenaline fulfilling your veins, you managed to finally free your palms.

"Don't you dare to tie me, ever fucking again," you whispered, resting hands on his chest.

"Oh, I don't need to do that, sweetheart," he whispered before moving your arms behind your back and locking them there by wrapping his arm tightly around you. He was strong enough to keep you fully under his control. He added third finger and tried to reach even deeper, he leant over to kiss your neck and jawline before moving to your lips to kiss you deeply.

You were moaning deeply, licking your lips at his every action. But when he slipped another finger in your core, you cried his name as loud as you could. You tried to rock your hips for more friction but the position you were at prevented you from this. "C'mon!," you almost growled. "Stop being a fucking scum, Delaney! Lemme go!"

You were oh so desperate to touch him that you bit his lips when he kissed you.

He hummed, thinking "No. You forget your lesson too quickly, sweetheart. You are a brat and you rise your voice on me again," James sighed. "If you want something... You need to behave."

"God!," you snorted through clenched teeth.

You calmed yourself down a bit and leant more to him, kissing his bearded jawline. "Please, sir, let me go and I promise to be a good girl and do whatever you'll want me to," you offered.

He only pushed harder. "You know that things like this don't work on me. Show me you can be good and we will see," his thumb started to circle your clit roughly.

"It's really hard to do, sir, when you have my hands behind my back," you murmured into his ear and gently rocked your hips to him, deepening his fingers into your cunt. "You're too good to be true."

After a moment of thinking he removed his hands, letting you free. "Show me what you got, girl."

You leant fully to him, french kissing him. You quickly unbuttoned your flannel shirt you were wearing and slipped it off your shoulders, tossing it across the room. You pressed your chest to his, undoing his belt with shaking hands, still kissing him.

At first, James kissed you back but then he removed his hand and moved it to your lips. "Suck," he said shortly before helping you with his pants.

You looked at him, blushing again but you took his hand and at first, you licked his fingers, only to slip them in your mouth shortly after. You sucked on them, your eyes were still on him as you hummed, sending little vibrations to his palm.

"Such a good girl," James growled deeply, he pulled his fingers out before kissing you. He picked you up slightly to remove your skirt and his pants completely. James sat you back on his laps, his cock was already hard, standing proudly against his stomach.

You smiled at him, your brow raised as you spat on your palm before grabbing his cock. You pumped your hand up and down his already hard shaft. "I told you I can be a good girl, you just need to be nice," you whispered, kissing his jaw. Then you got off his lap to wrap your lips around his member.

He watched you. "No one said I will be nice," James growled at the feeling of your hands on him

You were sucking on his cock for a longer moment before getting back onto his lap. You straddled him, one of your hands wrapped around his neck while other one guided his cock straight into your hot, wet core. "Mmmm, yes...," you moaned, rolling your head back

"Such a good girl," he growled and bucked his hips hardly, wrapping his arms around your waist. "So warm and tight... And only mine."

It was such an amazing feeling, it was exactly what he needed. If he could be honest, he wanted to fuck you so hard. Almost torip you apart but he still tried to control himself as best as he could.

"So tell me now, James, who does it better to you, hmmm?," you teased him, rolling your eyes. "Me nor Zilpha?"

You kissed his jaw and lips, your hand was slipped into his short hair, tugging on them.

"You are too sure of yourself sweetheart. First finish, then be proud and ask questions," James muttered and kissed you back, moving his hands to grab your hips.

His pace become faster and harder, taking total control over your movements. He made sure to push as deep as he only could, his hand moved to your clit.

Soon, James’ moves started to be less rhythmical, you could tell he was getting closer.

You were holding onto his shoulders. "Yes, harder, I wanna feel your fucking cock, Delaney. Show me what you got in that pants of yours!," you grunted deeply, bouncing up and down his shaft.

James growled loudly and nuzzled to your shoulder while gently biting your soft skin.

Few more deep thrusts and James cum deep inside of you. He held you down tightly.

You cum too, your cums mixed together, you panted, rolling your head back.

"My good girl," James whispered, kissing your cheek and jawline.

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