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Am I the only one who thinks if the team told Druig that they were going to see Makkari that he would have been gone faster than her? Like, its obvious he is in love with her. He would have been a bolt asking why the others were waiting.

MINORS DNI 18+

“My beautiful lover,” DRUIG breathes his condescending tone. That affectionate nickname he’s come to adore calling you has been sullied with his churlish attitude. He makes fun of how you look now, lying underneath him.

Exceptionally trusting, he does not pin your hands, instead he lets you fight him. Fists grab at his clothes, the lapel of his leather jacket your most common purchase as his lithe middle finger swipes against your clit. You writhe and you cry and you bitch and you moan, but he keeps you right where he wants you with his forearm under your torso. It arches you into him, and you throw your head back when he dips the tip of his finger into your slit, stroking through the line of slick. “You want this, my pet?” he murmurs, and he scoffs in response to your indignant whine, a cruel curl tugging at the corner of his mouth. “Yeah, you know I like to play with you. Like a little toy.” Abruptly, he plunges the entire length of his finger into you to the knuckle, and you cry out, clutching onto his jacket to yank him to you but he remains resolute. All you do is raise yourself to him, brushing your lips against his. He nuzzles you, inhaling your breath. “Yeah, you’re my little toy.”

He pulls out, only to add another finger, but your walls are already so raw. Your clit is overly sensitive, throbbing when he twists his thumb to flick at it. Your hips jerk in reply, and he snickers through his nose, pecking your unresponsive lips. “Humans are so funny, aren’t they?” he muses, but you can barely hear him. He curls his digits in a beckoning motion inside you, stroking that spot that sends electricity up your spine until you fall limp. “Touch on their pleasure centers a bit and they go fucking stupid. You know how easy it would be to-“ The arm locked around your torso squeezes you to him, and it aches but you can only moan. As if you like the pain, when in reality it’s the way his fingers lodge themselves up in your guts and fiddle with your insides. “-break you? Could do it. Could do it easy.” There’s a growling edge to his voice as he threatens you, bringing his teeth to your exposed neck shiny with sweat. He relieves you, the ache dissipates, and the pad of his thumb curiously nudges your clit.

You buck, and he scans your entire bare form. “How many is that, by the way?” he asks, as if he’s asking about the fucking weather. His thumb drives in with more purpose, wiggling with just enough pressure to make you howl from another incoming orgasm. “Have you lost count?”

absolutely smitten

requested: smitten by the idea and reality of her, druig attempts to break through persephone’s core

warnings: no eternals spoilers, druig is a softie who else guessed, and reader is referred as persephone but is an eternal.

ANCIENT GREECE, 750 BC

With the soft gentle breeze of air, your chiton tunic flew against the wind. The breeze caressing the apples of your cheek with a smile before you turned to Sersi who then gifted you with a grin.

Her long onyx locks danced with the wind, while mocking your own, she seem unfazed while you grinned ear to ear while aiding Athenians in their crops for the summer.

In tow, your hands become brown, finger tips burrow and saturated in grainy dirty that has it found its own little home in the safety of your magical hands. You suppose you can’t blame nature, after all, you nurture such Earth and the occupants you call humans.

While hands buried into the Earth, a slight second passes before you gift the Athenians their crop for the summer. Their wheat for the bread and their grapevines for their wine.

They ever look so enchanted in your powers. While celestial and all, immortal and whatnot, the Athenians insist on seeing you as something more than the Eternal you know yourself.

With their wonderful creative minds, they join in the storytelling of your family’s existence on Earth. You don’t blame them, that was the mere thing you adored about humans and their character, their expressive nature to share and grow alongside each other.

You pull yourself from the ground before your mind wanders far and wide. On most occasions, you can’t help but feel the way they do, their love, their concern, and their flaws for each other.

But today is a busy day. Phastos is introducing a new advancement in their technology and out of all the seasons you’ve created, from your favourite; spring to summer, you can’t help but fawn over the new technological beginnings that was waiting for the Athenians.

As you return to the Domo with dirtied feet and hands with nevertheless, a smile wide on your face, you’re welcomed by the Prime Eternal who’s eyes are wide in pleasure to see you.

“I’m glad you can make it, my dear Perse.”

She cups your cheeks in her hands, her lips quirked ever so large before she leans in and hugs you. “Go on and prepare yourself.”

When you stride across the Domo, finding a spot much near to Druig, the mind controller took notice of your presence and captured his gaze on you.

It took him a moment to move, but when he did, inching close to where you stood, he had a bashful grin on his pink lips.

“Well, if isn’t the ravishing Kore.”

You flushed under his tone, while clear and vocal, it was soft and hushed, exclusive only for your wonderful ears.

“You know that’s not my name, Druig.”

He cocked his head at you, cerulean eyes sparkling with mischief while his lips quirked into a wider grin. He reaches out a hand, a finger twirling a stray lock of your hair around his knuckle before letting it fall against your cheek.

“True,” he shrugged, then fluttered his eyes as he inched himself closer and closer to your side, “but they are no less right with their stories about you.”

You giggled at his words, then shook your head at the playful antics he was pulling on you. He’s always been like this. While most of the time, brooding or eating in the corner of the room, he pulled himself close whenever your presence was around.

Sersi claimed he liked you, more than a friend or a family member should. While Sprite teased you about it through the ways of her captivating illusions. However, you didn’t find the need to entertain their odd fantasies about your relationship with the mind controller.

“And what do they say about me, Hades?”

“Ah,” he nods along at your rebuttal, his lips twitching to refrain from grinning wide, “so you’ve heard.”

You mock him with a shrug of your shoulders. The man in front of you finally breaking himself free from the confinements of his pride as he smiles at you.

“I’ve heard stories.”

He hums, head swaying as he stared you down from where he stood. The rest of the Eternals were too captivated by Phastos quirking his own technology to find Druig creating a flush of embarrassment rush to your cheek. But you suppose that has always been his thing.

“Any of them about the beautiful, beautiful Persephone?” Druig raised a brow your way and you couldn’t help but feel bashful. That was certain as warmth flooded the apples of your cheeks and entertainment shone in his eyes. “They’re all so absolutely smitten with the goddess of Spring that I almost can’t help but agree.”

“You speak in tongues, Druig.” you shake your head at him and nearly push him off with a palm flat against his chest if it weren’t for the way he pulls you ever so close by the wrist. “You know they’re just the figment of the human imagination.”

“Mmh, maybe.” He tilts his head to the side, a sound of disagreement in his tone while his thumb caressed the protruding bone from your wrist. “But I don’t think something as simple as the human imagination could ever captivate the entirety of your beauty, my dear.”

Silence engulfs you and your mouth stitches close. You don’t say anything when you stare at him and neither does Druig. It’s that agreement between unspoken tongues, he knows, you know, yet both won’t act on it.

You’re thankful for when Kingo calls for your name. While his brows are furrowed in confusion and faux disgust, your focus is merely on him now.

“We’re about to start.”

You step away from Druig, now a space evident between the two of you as he shares his grin with you, and only you.

You suppose he’s right about one thing. You’re absolutely smitten with each other.

if was your boyfriend, never let you go keep you on my arm girl, you'd never be alone

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[ it didn't have a title so I gave it this, I hope the author doesn't mind]

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A Date? - Druig x Female Reader (P1)

Druig is kinda a stalker in this, I got inspiration from "You" on netflix.

Warnings: SMUT, masterbation, unprotected sex, sexual topics mentions

I'll make the second part a lot more smutty.

Control.

It’s all Druig wanted, it was all he had. While he had no control really among his family, he had it over humans. He had it over you. You were something Druig never knew he needed, and when he found out just how badly he needed you, nothing would get in his way.

You were his.

It wasn’t easy finding some way he could easily slip into your life, but he had your entire lifetime to figure out just the perfect way. However while making his very detailed and difficult plan, you made the moves yourself. You had seen him at the clothing store you worked out, almost everyday you worked, you saw him. You found it extremely odd, considering you worked at a place that sold women’s lingerie. Due to the fact that he was a guy shopping in a lingerie store, you figured he was just always buying bras and panties for his girlfriend.

Maybe he was rough in bed, and always tore them off.

Finally you gained some courage and went out onto the sales floor, asking him if he needed any help. He was startled at first, but when he noticed it was you he became flustered and started to stutter out his words.

“Just looking.”

You smiled at him. He had turned to look at a mannequin that was dressed in a, basically see through, red, lingerie set.

“Looking for something for your girlfriend I presume?”

He spun quickly to look at you.

“No. I’m very much single. Just looking.”

You became concerned at this, why was he here if he had no significant other?

He quickly realized that you were starting to become weirded out by him, and thought of an excuse quickly.

“I always look, you guys change your stuff a lot. I like to buy in different sizes so that way when I have someone, they’ll already have plenty. They won’t have to get any of their own.”

Sure it was a dumb excuse, but he thought it would lower your suspicions, which it did.

“What do you think would look the best? I don’t have any of your newer collections.”

You continued to smile at him, and began to lead him closer to the back of the store, which had sets that were a lot more revealing. You pointed to one that framed the body of the mannequin. It didn’t cover anything, it was simply making an outline of all the curves.

“I saw you seemed to like our more revealing pieces, do you like this one?”

Druig could have sworn he felt his heart stop for several seconds, automatically creating a mental picture of you in the set. It was a deep red color, and the metal pieces that held the fabric together were black. It reminded him of the suit he wore when in battle. He enjoyed fighting, it made him feel powerful, and to picture you in the set. It was like heaven to him. Two things he enjoyed the most associated with two colors.

“Sir? Do you like it?”

“I”ll take it.”

It had been hours since he left the store, still thinking of his interaction with you. Still thinking about how good you would look in the set he bought. Weirdly enough, they had one of the sets left, and it looked to be your size. Druig was over the moon about it, he had bought several sets for you already, all in your size. Just waiting for the day he’ll be able to take you home and have you put on a show for him. He had been thinking about it since he left the store, and that’s how he got to where he was now. Laying on his bed, pants pulled down to his ankles, legs slightly bent and spread, and his cock in his hands. The thought of you kept him going for hours, at points he felt like he couldn’t keep going, but the thought of you just made him want to go over and over. He prayed to Arishem that he’d be able to one day let his fantasies come true

Lucky for him, they would.

You two had, not so coincidentally for Druig, ran into each other when you were taking your normal walking route to work one day. You didn’t live far from work so it wasn’t uncommon for you to walk to work. While you were slightly creeped out by him, you were also drawn to him, as if something were controlling you to talk to him.

“Oh I’m so sorry sir, I should have worked where I was going.”

You were laughing, trying to play off the embarrassment.

“You’re fine, I was actually hoping I would run into you today.” He spoke softly, “I was wondering if you’d want to go on some sort of date with me, you seem sweet and I’d like to get to know you.”

Even if you wanted to, you couldn’t say no. He was attractive, and it had been a while since you’ve been on a date.

“Uh, yeah, sure! I’d love to.”

You grabbed his arm gently, and he easily let you pull it away from his body. You rolled up his sleeve and pulled a pen out of your pocket. You gently wrote your name and number on his arm.

“Text me so we can figure something out!”

You smiled at him again before walking away, giving him a quick goodbye and excuse for leaving him so quickly. Druig didn’t care that you had to go right then, he had more chores to do now. Druig wasn’t a very modern man, so he didn’t have a phone. However, he did have plenty of money, being able to mind control people really did have its perks. On his way to the cell phone store he went.

He had bought the newest phone, and had no idea how to use it, so he had to take a lot of his time trying to figure it out. When he did he texted you right away, giving the excuse of, “my phone died, sorry for taking so long.” You were beginning to believe that he wouldn’t text you, and had flaked out on you. Your hopes quickly went back up when you had received the text from him. You two had made plans that night that he would meet you after work, walk you to a resternaunt, and then see what happens from there.

After seeing Druig shop so much in the store, you quickly noticed his liking towards the colors red and black. He made it very obvious in his choices for lingerie. You went home quickly during your break and you had picked out a tight fitting, deep red dress, paired with black accessories. You brought it back to work in a big, matching black, purse that was big enough to also hold your work clothes when you were finished changing.

Druig was so eager for the date that he had showed up half an hour early, and waited outside the building for you, counting the seconds until your shift ended. You ended up being a few minutes late due to the outfit change but Druig didn’t mind at all, he was just happy to be going on a date with you.

You two had gone to a simple restaurant, and talked the entire time. You learned that you had some things in common, such as liking more of the quiet side of life. You’d two also happened to have a few glasses of wine, however neither of you were drunk, maybe slightly tipsy. During the date Druig had proposed the idea of going back to his place and watching a movie with him. He also offered that you could stay the night, seeing as he had a spare room that you could sleep in if that’s what you were more comfortable with. You had automatically agreed, you hadn’t even really had the chance to think about it before your body spoke for you.

On the walk to his house you noticed Druig messing with his eye a lot, and upon closer inspection, you noticed he had been wearing contacts, and that they were covering his natural blue eyes the entire time. You didn’t really mind, you didn’t really care. Druig lived in a beautiful house that had less of a modern look to it. It was absolutely beautiful however, and you were definitely taken away by the inside of the house. It was kind of modern, but still had a vintage look to it. You didn’t really get to have a good look at a lot of the house though because Druig quickly lead you to the living room, insisting that you take of your shoes and get comfortable on the couch while he prepared movie snacks.

Druig and you both decided on a movie together, and settled in. You, again, made the moves and moved closer to Druig, cuddling into his side. He admired your boldness, and appreciated it too, seeing as he wouldn’t have had the confidence to move closer to you, in fear that you would think he’s just trying to sleep with you. While he did want to sleep with you, he also just wanted to be with you in general. He wanted every part of you. You also were growing an interest to the quiet brunette, and your feelings seemed to have tripled by now, but your lust for him had also begun to grow. You gently trailed your hand to his thigh under some blankets that were covering the two of you. Druig made no effort to stop you, secretly hoping you would continue to move farther.

You did.

Now here you were, in his bed, practically screaming his name and he thrusted into you over, and over, and over again. He knew just how fast to go and right where the perfect spot was in your body. His bare back was littered with scratch marks from your nails, and your neck was covered in marks that he was continuing to make the entire night. This is what you had both wanted, and it was absolutely amazing, and you had hoped it would never end. However, as much as you didn’t want it to, it ended. You both had become tired, and decided it was time to head to bed. While you had arranged to stay in Druig’s guest room, you stayed with him that night, cuddling into his side.

“Beautiful, it’s time to wake up.”

At first it had startled you, but you quickly remembered the day before. Opening your eyes slowly, trying to adjust to the light, your eyes started to see the face of the man you had slept with the night before.

“Hi Druig.”

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