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Request: Dark! Mysterio / Quinten Beck Smut? I’m in the MOOD for him and I wanted to ask a writer who i know will do the story right. Its okay if you can’t do it now, even a consideration is enough for me ty💗💞❤

A/N - i suppose there might be some dub con in this? idk. honestly i was partially inspired by dis fic which is delicious

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Quentin is on one.

He’s actually on three - livid and spitting like a hot angry cat - though, wolf might be more apt as he tears apart every single member of the crew.

His head is bleeding - a rivulet of blood slipping down his forehead as he clenches his fists.

He’d been beaten pretty terribly - the spider kid had bested him - nearly ending the whole charade. Quentin - being Quentin - had not come to terms with that.

“How?” he snaps, waving his hands around him. “How the fuck could you have messed up that sequence so god damn badly?”

Harold - Harry, maybe - is staring up at him with wide eyes. He’s tense - shrinking down into his seat. You wonder if this is it - if Quentin is about to blow the lot of them to kingdom come.

“I-I don’t know, sir,” he gulps.

Quentin groans loudly, running his hands over his face. “Fuck!” he yells to no one in particular before kicking a grounded drone that flies into the nearest pillar and cracks it.

He shuts his eyes and takes a deep breath, touching the bridge of his nose. He presses his hand to the cut and winces. 

“I’m gonna get cleaned up,” he growls as he motions to the damaged drones. “Fix this shit.”

Then, his gaze lands on you - furious - wild. 

Oh boy. 

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