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✨ PLATONIC. ✨

Don't fight with me

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Konshu (moonknight) x reader

5,013 words

Marc Spector (moonknight) & reader

Marc and the reader are out on a mission, both being godly avatars (Marc having Konshu and the reader having Anubis), they’re expected to be civil towards each other. After spending a month cramped up in a tiny, cheep apartment, the reader has enough and snaps at Marc about cleaning up after himself. Konshu is not happy to hear them shout at his avatar

The last thing I wanted to be doing right now was getting in a fight with the man I was living with. Marc Spector was normally a great guy, a little brash and heavy handed at times but overall really sweet, especially to me. But right now, he was being an utter dick head. I don’t know why he thought ignoring chores was a good idea, but apparently, he did. I didn’t ask for much, I just wanted him to clean up after himself, that’s all. But it was too much for poor old Marc to do.

I didn’t want to shout at him, but he wasn’t willing to listen to a simple request. It was a bad day, I was tired and just wanted a fucking break. But apparently that too much to ask.

“Seriously Marc? You make a mess in the kitchen and don’t clean it up?”

“I’m tired (Y/n), cut me some slack,” he groaned without looking up at me.

“This apartment is barely big enough for the both of us, I just want to keep it tidy so its an easier space to live in.” I could feel anger bubbling in my chest, a scream scratching at my throat to get out.

“Stop being so aggressive about it. Ill get round to it.” This time he looked at me, the pure apathy on his face only made me angrier.

“Y’know what Marc? Fine. Fuck you! If you don’t Wanna clean up after you, I won’t either!”

“Oh, fuck off (Y/n)! I couldn’t care less!”

I didn’t take the time to look at his face, as he said “I couldn’t care less”. So, I opted to just storm away to the only space that was mine and mine alone in the tiny apartment – my bedroom. I just needed a minute alone. Just a little while away from the man in the living room.

And I thought I was going to get that, until the all too familiar sound of wind pierced the silence.

I whipped around, intending to give Konshu a piece of my mind, only to find him already looming over me. I stumble backwards in shock, eventually bumping my back against the wall behind me, but he still doesn’t give me any space.

“You think it’s a good idea to start a fight with my avatar human?” the god loomed over me now, one hand reaching to rest on my shoulder, thumb gently caressing the front of my neck.

“Fuck off, I don’t answer to you.” I had to resist the urge to spit in his face, choosing to sneer at him instead.

Suddenly, his hand was around my neck, the long bony fingers wrapped fully around my neck, squeezing at the soft flesh with just enough force to insinuate a threat. His tall stature bent down to bring the tip of his beak next to my ear, along with his free hand up to your hip.

“You may be tethered to your own god Human, but I am in charge here.” His hands both continued to tighten as his husky voice reached my ears.

“Fuck off Konshu, I’m not scared of you,” I hissed out, prompting him to press me into the wall harder than I was before. I desperately wanted to retaliate, but I knew it wouldn’t get me anywhere.

“I’m going to give you a choice,” he growled into my ear “We can do this the easy way or the hard way, it’s entirely up to you.”

“I’m not scared of you Konshu, I’m not just going to let you push me around.”

He seemed rather happy that I said that, pulling me away from the wall and pushing me towards my bed. His large hands let go of me once the back of my legs hit the mattress, letting me fall onto it.

It only took a second before he was bending down and placing his hands on the mattress, either side of my body and caging me in. My breath quickened and I could feel a heat rising to my face.

“Well then Scarab, I’m glad you want to do things the hard way.” Both hands were on me in an instant, gripping at my hips, almost painfully digging into me. His fingers ran up my body, hooking into the waistband of my jeans.

Konshu didn’t speak this time, only tugging at the waist band and waiting for me to answer. My heart rate quickened as I froze up, not moving an inch as he tugged once again.

“Are you too dumb to understand a simple gesture Scarab? Do you need to spell it out for you?” His voice was still gravely in my ear, making my face grow that much hotter. “Fine then. Take them off, or let me.” Only when he finished speaking did I realise he had been undoing the button of my jeans.

All I could do was lift my hips slightly while I blinked at him, shivering at his hands as they skimmed down the skin on my thighs. Slowly they were exposed to the air and as soon as my jeans hit the floor, his hands went straight to grope at my thighs.

“I’m not going to do this if you don’t want it.” He continued to slowly massage my thighs, kneading the sensitive flesh between his large hands. I remain frozen, staring straight up at the ceiling and breathing heavily, but I push my thighs against his hands trying to get him to continue.

“No, Scarab. Use your words. Or are you too stupid?”

I let out a small grumble, pushing my thighs into his hands even more and whispering. “I want this.”

“I didn’t hear a please Scarab,” he whispered in my ear, continuing to massage my thighs. I failed to bite back the temptation to growl at him.

“I’m not gonna fucking beg for you K-“ I didn’t get a chance to finish my sentence as I felt one finger brush over my clothed core, applying more pressure over the entrance and then pulling away. Konshu chuckled darkly, slowly dragging his finger back and forth across the fabric of my panties.

I still refused to open my mouth, but the god above me seemed perfectly happy to continue going about things his way. Slowly, his finger found my entrance and began to push more firmly against over my panties. I was sure that the sharp tip was going to pierce the fabric as he pushed harder and harder. Just as the fabric reached breaking point, he pulled away. Not even seconds after he did, Konshu’s hands were back on my skin, pulling my panties down my legs and tossing them onto the floor.

Only now did I realise how truly cold his hands were, guess that’s what I get for getting down and dirty with a skeletal bird god. The tips of his fingers scratched at the soft flesh of my inner thigh as they scraped towards my core. Heat was slowly beginning to build in my core as he edged ever closer to actually touching me, only to move back down and start the process all over again.

His hands finally start to skim closer to my cunt, only to move out of the way last second and begin to snake up my shirt. I feel my stomach muscles tense when his fingers ghost my lower abdomen, causing him to let out a dark chuckle.

His hands skimmed behind by back, a gently tug urging me to sit up. Although, I didn’t have to worry about that for long, as I was guided back down again by a gently push to the chest as soon as my shirt and bra were gone. Both pieces of fabric were forgotten as toon as they hit the floor, as Konshu started to skim those sharp fingers of his over my delicate skin once again. Although this time, they weren’t restrained to any one area and instead trailed my entire body.

His right hand made its way back to my cunt, which at this point was soaking. I could feel him trailing a finger around it, watching as my legs twitched and my hips jolted while he did. It didn’t take him long to find my clit, brushing over it with his thumb in such a delicate manner it almost had me begging for more. Slow, gently, feather light circles were traced over my clit for a few seconds before a sudden, sharp push had me gasping for air.

Another chuckle fell from Konshu. I tried to look away from him, but his left hand came to grip my face and force me to look at him.

“You are going to watch exactly what I do to you until I say you can look away, understand Scarab?” before I had a chance to answer, the muddle finger of his right hand was dipping into my pussy. Little by little, his finger moved into me, until it was impossibly deep. Once he could push in no further, he slowly began to pull out. He kept this excruciatingly painful pace for a few seconds before pulling out entirely.

A moan almost left my lips, only to be replaced by a sharp gasp when a different finger was pushed inside of me. He did the same with this one has he did with the other, only pulling out once he deemed it sufficiently wet. Looking up to me to check I was still paying attention, he used the fingers that were now wet with my slick to push back into me.

“Konshu-“ The hand that had been gripping my face moved sharply to cover my mouth instead.

“Tonight, I am your god, your master. You will address me as such Scarab, or you will suffer the consequences.” Slowly, he began to curl his fingers into me, the flat pads pressing into my walls. “But I fully intend to make sure you can’t speak by the end of tonight.” His fingers continued to move, stretching me with a slightly painful burn that made me writhe.

“Oh Scarab, if you can’t take this, there’s no way you’ll be able to take me,” he murmured into my ear, continuing to slowly curl what would be the pads of his fingers into my upper wall before relaxing them. Konshu continued to slowly move his fingers, never changing pace or how hard he was doing it. All I could do was let my eyes flicker shut and hold my hips off the mattress as he did.

A short moan started in my throat but didn’t have time to reach my lips as Konshu pushed the thumb of his free hand past my lips. It pushed down onto my tongue, effectively silencing me as my watery eyes looked up to him.

“Oh Scarab, is this too much for you?” he didn’t give me a chance to answer before his fingers began to curl and relax faster than before. I could feel him slowly begin to pump them as well. The pleasure began to build up very quickly, growing from a warm tingle in my cunt to a tightening pleasure in my lower abdomen. I could feel it surmounting, building to a fast climax. Just as white began to creep into the corners of my vision and a whine built up in the back of my throat, his fingers stopped.

The sudden stillness ripped the building whine from my throat, only now it was a whine of displeasure. I tried my best to show how frustrated I was by biting down on his finger, but with him being a god, it didn’t seem to have much effect. Despite the lack of reaction, I continued my attempted assault on his bony thumb. This still yielded no results – until I felt his fingers sharply push up into my, causing my biting to stop and a desperate moan to tear itself from my throat in its place.

“I really wouldn’t suggest trying to fight me, unless you don’t wish to cum tonight.” I now understood why Marc found him so insufferable. Well, I always had, but now I really knew. In a pathetic attempt to apologise, my lips gently closed around the part of him that was still in my mouth and I pressed the flat of my tongue against it. The god above me seemed pleased with my non-verbal answer and rolled his thumb over my wet tongue.

His fingers began to move inside of me once again, pumping and curling with the same rhythm they had found before. I defiantly wasn’t one to complain, instead continuing to absentmindedly play with Konshu’s thumb using my tongue and moan at the pleasure. Once again, it didn’t take long for the pleasure to begin to bubble up in my stomach, the tension in my lower abdomen began to tighten once again and almost bubbled over – only for Konshu to stop once again. Some part of me was sure that if he could smirk – he would be.

The pressure slowly simmered down, but Konshu never removed his fingers. Just as the pressure ebbed away, leaving me a little frustrated and beyond disappointed, he began to move again. Faster and harder than before this time, his hand was moving almost painfully, but not quite, the feeling of a climax built up much faster than the previous, and I could feel myself tightening around him. He stopped again and I could feel tears bubble up in the corners of my eyes and spill, trickling down my face at the overwhelming feeling.

“What do you want little Scarab?” His voice wasn’t aggressive like it had been before, but it wasn’t kind either. He was taunting me, making fun of me and the state I was in because of him.

I tried to speak, to spit a witty remark in his face, but it didn’t work. My throat had closed in on itself and all I could do was gasp for air and breathe heavily as he chuckled.

“If you want to cum, then you best work for it,” his voice was smoother than ever, flowing like the Nile and making me desperate for release. Despite the humiliation it would normally bring, I felt as if I had surpassed a threshold of some kind and slowly began to try and bounce my hips.

I was quick to find out that it wasn’t working, and settled on rolling my hips instead. Konshu moved in time with me, but put in no more effort than I did. I was effectively fucking myself on his fingers and he was getting off to the idea – I was sure of it. Tears blurred my vision more than before and I couldn’t help but let small whines scratch their way out of my throat. My hips moved faster and with more force as I continued, and despite the effort that I had to put in, my climax began to build up again.

My face burnt with embarrassment as I felt myself tighten around Konshu’s fingers, my hips shuddering as I got closer. The pressure that had been fading in and out to par finally snapped and I came. The orgasm washed through me, back arching with the pleasure as I gushed over the god’s fingers.

I could feel his fingers keep moving as I came down from my high. My body relaxed into the mattress once the pleasure finally ebbed away, allowing my muscles to completely relax. His fingers still didn’t stop moving, gently massaging my walls.

“You ready for more Scarab?” his voice was gravely, sending a shiver up my spine and causing a whimper to fall from my mouth. Konshu seemed pleased with that, finally sliding his fingers out of me and starting to rub gentle circles on my clit.

His free hand moved to his own hip, fiddling with something before returning it to my thigh. His fingers dug into my soft flesh, massaging and bruising it. I couldn’t help but roll my hips up into his hand, causing his fingers to slip in and out of me.

“I’ll take that as a yes,” he almost chuckled, finally removing his fingers from me. I whined as the long, almost rough fingers dragged out of me. The pleasure finally faded completely, leaving me with a warm wetness between my legs and partially smeared down my thighs.

My voice seemed to come back once he stepped out from between my thighs, so I propped myself up on my elbows and looked up at him. The god stares down at me as I close my legs and let my face settle down into a deadpan expression.

“So, you’re gonna edge me and leave me huh?” Obviously, my sarcasm hadn’t left me at any point. Although my question seemed like the wrong thing to say at this very moment, as the towering figure leaned in. He would be caging me in if not for the fact that his arms were tucked behind his back.

“Would you like to phrase that differently scarab?” A darkness dripped from the ancient voice that I’ve never quite heard before. If I could’ve swallowed my words right then, I would have. However, intrigue spread through my body and, despite the fact Konshu was a god, I wasn’t going to let him push me around.

“No.” I tried to keep my voice strong and stable, but the way he straightened his posture to stand as tall as the ceiling would allow made my body quiver.

“Have it your way then Human.”

Fuck

There was a rustling and the fabric that had adorned his waist dropped to the floor. It crumpled around his feet in a heap before he stepped out of it. I was drawn to look at Konshu’s face, unable to tear my eyes away.

In a way that could’ve been mistaken as tender, the bony, calloused hands of the god before me once again trailed up my sensitive thighs. Rough bone moved to cup the delicate flesh on the insides of my thighs and – for a second – I thought I had gotten away with that I had said.

Suddenly, his demeanour changed, using his superior strength to snap my previously closed legs open and hold them there. I fought to close them, purely out of spite, but nothing I did fought against the god’s strength.

“If you call me name, my real name, I shall stop… Until then, you are mine to do with as I please.”

A deep pit started to form in my stomach, causing me to tear my eyes away from the almost delicate looking structure around his eye sockets. Lustful eyes trailed all the way down his body, stopping at his crotch.

I’m not entirely sure what I was expecting, but a large, almost translucent and honey coloured member was not it. It was solidly 8 inches long, maybe more, and dripped with what I could only assume was precum. The girth was hard to judge from this angle, but you could understand why he had made the comment earlier.

Nervousness consumed me as I realised there was no way this was going to happen without at least a little pain on your end. Words bubbled up your throat and tumbled over your lips in an attempt to stall him just a few more seconds.

“Don’t you need a c-“ He cut me off, hands holding the underneath of me knees as he tugged me closer.

“No need, you are a mortal. Your fragile little body wouldn’t take it even if you wanted to.”

Questions flooded my mind and the thought of the painfully delicious stretch to come was no longer on the forefront of my mind.

“But aren’t new gods cr-“

A sharp thrust caused his member to glide through my folds, coating it in my wetness.

“Cease your incessant questions. You are a mortal, nothing will happen,” his voice seemed distant, preoccupied on things other than me running my mouth.

Konshu pulled his hips back, removing a hand from the back of my knee to take hold of his cock. Guiding it towards my practically dripping entrance. The thick head pushed against my entrance before slipping up at the last second, pressing against my clit. It’s still sensitive from earlier and the pressure makes my back arch, eyes squeezing shut; the leg not being held by Konshu wrapping around his waist.

Dark chuckling came from above me and the god readjusted, finally pressing into me. Not even an inch in I could feel the stretch, pushing me further open than I had ever been before. Soft whimpers make their way from my lips, spilling out and into the air.

“Hmm, what a wonderful sound,” his grumbling voice dripped with lust, only adding to the way my pussy squeezed around him.

Konshu moved his hands, placing them on the underside of my thighs. For a second, confusion passes over me before he’s pushing my legs forwards, knees practically touching my shoulders. The burn of my muscles sketching is quickly pushed to the back of my mind by the feeling of the god pushing into me. His large hands continued to hold me exactly as he wanted me, pushing his hips to slip his cock into me. Burning pleasure coursed outwards from my core, reaching a high when his pelvis finally pressed into the underside of my thighs.

Despite what seemed like desperation to move, the ancient being pressed into you stayed still, opting only to pull your legs so they laid partially over your shoulders instead. Slowly, the pain from being stretched so much gave way to a most more pleasurable sensation. Although, there was a pushing inside of you that was stranger than anything you’d ever felt.

Managing to raise your head ever so slightly, you looked down and at your lower stomach. There was a slight bulge. Caused by Konshu’s member pushing against the soft, warm walls of your pussy. You wanted to reach down and touch it, push against it and see what it felt like, but decided against it for the time being.

Seeing the way I moved to look at my body, Konshu gave an experimental thrust, pulling out half an inch before sliding back in. My head fell backwards onto the soft sheets as he did, a moan falling from my lips. I hadn’t expected it to feel like good.

In response to my moan, he gave another experimental thrust, then another and another. Slowly, he built up a good pace, pulling out slightly more every time until he was about a quarter of the way out before thrusting back into me. MY pussy began to flutter around him, squeezing his cock while it dragged along my walls.

It almost sounded as if he was growling above me, huffing with each move. I know he was restraining himself for my sake – something I didn’t think the god could do. I reached down, between my legs, to run a finger over my clit. However, my hand was quickly swatted away my Konshu.

He moved his left arm to cross both of my legs, holding the outer side of my right thigh and pressing them both to his chest. His right hand quickly snakes between my legs and a thumb pressed to my clit. Konshu began to rub fast, tight circles with just enough pressure to make my back arch off the bed and I practically screamed for him.

Barely understandable words spilled from my lips as my eyes squeezed shut, but not once did I say his name. “God, Feels so good!” I yelled as the muscles in my back screamed for me to relax.

He didn’t respond, only quickening his thrusts. Languid motions that drew more and more out of me as they sped up. Konshu started to go harder as well, pounding into me with each snap of his hips. Each thrust seemed to have him slipping further out of you as well.

Konshu finally settled into a brutal, bruising pace, slipping all the way out of me before fucking himself all the way back in. I could feel every time the head of his cock came in contact with my walls and, combined with the sensation of the tight circled being rubbed on my clit, it was driving me towards my second orgasm of the night – quickly.

My moans grew in volume and shrillness, until I was practically screaming. Konshu seemed to enjoy this, his hips or hand never once faltering. The knot in my belly grew tighter as he kept going. Despite the fact he never changed pace, it felt as if I was getting more and more sensitive until my orgasm finally comes crashing over me.

White hot bliss coursed over my body, consuming my vison and mind, leaving no room for anything else. Arching off the bed once again, every muscle in my torso and legs felt like they tightened with absolute pleasure. I could do nothing but moan, no words were formed though, just a scream of pure ecstasy.

Once I finally started to come down from my high, I noticed Konshu hadn’t changed his pace at all. Although his thumb was slowing down on my clit, he never actually removed it, and his hips didn’t stutter nor falter. The feeling as starting to get to much, overwhelming me as I finally dropped fully back onto the mattress.

Tears began to brim in my eyes faster than I thought they would’ve. Overwhelming was the only thing I could call the sensation now. The drag of his cock along my sensitive walls.

The hand that had previously been occupied playing with my clit moved to my lower stomach. Suddenly I was aware of what he was going to do. Large fingers splayed out, palm directly over where the small bulge would appear with every thrust, not applying pressure yet.

That changed rather quickly, as his palm pushed down into my belly and the feeling of his cock became accentuated. My previous screams of pleasure turned into overwhelmed sobs. Yet I didn’t want him to stop.

For a moment, just a moment, Konshu seemed as if he wanted to as if I was ok. But even through the blur of tears that cascaded down my cheeks, I begged for more. And the god obliged my pleads.

This was no longer about my pleasure, but rather about him chasing his release. His hips finally began to falter, thrusts becoming sloppier and more pressure being applied to the hand pressed against my stomach. I could’ve sworn I could hear him mumbling curses with the occasional hint of my name, but the ringing in my ears made it hard to know.

Finally, Konshu tipped over the edge, finding his release. His hips never stopped moving nor did they truly slow. Instead, he continued to fuck me hard and fast through his orgasm. Spilling into me hot and heavy, growling out my name. After what felt like minutes of agonising pleasure, his hips finally stilled, pressed into me. He was panting, catching breath he didn’t need to catch.

I shifted, pulling myself out of his grip and off of him, sighing at the feeling of being empty and letting myself go limp against the bed. Konshu’s cum spilled out of me as I lay there, catching breath I actually needed to catch.

A bony hand touched my thigh, gently, moving it to exam it.

“I didn’t hurt you did I Scarab?” I was surprised at how gentle his voice was, especially as his hands twisted me every so slowly, checking for bruising.

“No… Not in a way I didn’t like at least…” I was still trying to suck in breaths and calm my pulse.

I felt the hotness between my legs and inside me dissipate suddenly, feeling as if it was completely gone. Mustering the strength to sit up, I checked myself for the mess I was sure I was going to have to clean up. However, there was nothing there besides my own mess. My eyes flitted to Konshu who, while still missing the garments that usually adorned his lower half, no longer had a dick.

Questions started to materialise in my mind, and I wanted to babble them all out. However, Konshu seemed to beat me to it.

“It’s magic. Anything that comes from it is magic. I can summon it and get rid of it as I please.”

Well… that was all of my questions answered.

I did my best to reach down without falling off the bed, picking up my shirt and using it to gently pat my thighs dry. Eventually, I managed to get myself below the covers without having to get up either.

“You must be tired Scarab, I’ll leave you be,” there was something in his voice that was so much kinder than you had ever heard before, yet somehow it seemed to sound the same as it always did.

“Thanks… Konshu…” I mumbled, pulling the duvet up to my chin and curling my legs towards my stomach slightly. This was gonna hurt in the morning, you could already tell. In an unpleasant surprise that really shouldn’t have been a surprise at all, I realised that I was going to have to get up to flick the lights off, close the curtains and the door.

Before a groan had the chance to escape my mouth, I heard the sound of the curtains being drawn. Turning my head slightly I could see Konshu, making sure they were fully shut. Then, he made his way towards the door, flicking the lights out and turning closing the door behind him without a single word. I know full well he could’ve just dissipated and probably did as soon as he was outside the door.

Warmth from both the actions of the god and the duvet around you started to seep into your body and after minutes, you were no longer awake.