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š ; synopsis : von lycaon is a true gentleman, he would never act on his selfish desires on his master. that is until mating season rolls aroundā¦
š ; warnings : 18+ , knotting , mating press , mentions of breeding āpregnancy and pupsā , p in v , unprotected sex , light predator x prey , slight dubcon but everything is consensual , animalistic urges , slight fluff at the end
š ; a/n : my first fic on this account, i do hope you enjoy! my requests are open of course. not proofread ; sorry for any errors!
NEW ERIDU, is home to many individuals and home to many different factions. One of those being Victoria Housekeeping . You found yourself at the mercy of those individuals from time to time, especially the ever so proper Von Lycaon. A gentleman through and through , who isnāt afraid of protecting his dear master from the depths of the hollows where you often find yourself after conducting research.
Now, you knew better not to get too involved in any of his personal business, but when he sent a sudden notice of absence it worried you. Why on earth would he need to leave? For how long? What was wrong with him? You had to know, as his close friend and well.. esteemed patron. Thatās what lead you to meet at the place you knew would have your answers. Strangely enough, none of the girls were home either, not even Ms Alexandrina.
It sent a shiver down your spine as you crept through the empty halls, it was silent..eerie. It was almost perfect for their faction at least but even for them this seemed a little far fetched. A little too silent for your liking. You could hear the way your heel clicked and clacked against the concrete floor beneath you. It was dark, the sun set a while ago..the moon shined bright through one of the cracked windows, the cold hair caused your hairs to raise and goosebumps to form. Why was everything suddenly so much scarier?
You just needed to find Lycaon and deliver the basket of treats you made for him , to hopefully quell whatever illness he described in his latest message as to why he had to be distant for a while. You turned the corner, only a few feet away from the room of the wolf thiren when you heard a growling. It pierced through your ears as the only thing breaking the eerie silence, that and now your increased heartbeat. You gasp, It sounded like he was in pain.. you didnt want him to feel pain anymore! You were just here to help.
You pick up the pace almost speed walking to his door, it was locked. You turn the handle again and again, calling out to him to let you in! To let you cure his sickness. Oh how naive and ignorant you are. The wolf was no longer the pristine and well groomed man you usually met , but more an untamed beast of pure and undeniable lust. The door swung open, almost off its hinges as he towered above you. Did he get taller? His chest was exposed, his once clean attire was discarded in rags behind him. He panted , his fangs almost dripping in saliva as he looked at you like you were his meal.
You didnt know why your legs burned as you ran away from the beast, you didnāt even know why you were running to begin with. You could feel your heart pounding in your chest as you heard his heavy footsteps behind you, no less giving you a lead. You knew Lycaon could catch up to you if he truly wanted to. But this wasnāt Lycaon this was someoneāsomething else. You blanked, which way did you come from? Where were you? You made the mistake of standing idle while an animal hunted you. His breathing was ragged in your ear as his clawed hand tightened around you waist yet he didnt hurt you, in fact it was the opposite.
āStay.ā He finally spoke, his voice was almost unrecognizable as the rest of his appearance. His fur was unkept, his eyes were almost completely black as he stared down at you..but the small part of him was still there- that still wanted to protect you, his master. He knew exactly how to, he knew how to protect you from everyone else, everyone who wasnāt himāevery other thiren or human out there who dared to claim you. No. He would do it first before them all.
Completely compromised, youāre almost forced in position with your face touching the hard cold floor and his hands forcibly tearing apart your garments. You squeal, you try and break free and tell Lycaon to calm down! Your pleads fall deaf to his ears, the only sense he can make out is your scent. Arousal, fear.. it was a deadly mix for a wolf, it made him crave you more. His hands were somehow soft against your plush skin, playing with the fat of your thighs as he forced your body in every position he could until he was satisfied. You couldnāt help but feel your core leak at the sight of him when youāre finally on your back. His cock was large and swelling, pulsing over your entrance as he tried to hold back every urge he could until he knew you were ready.
His long digits found way into your core, it stun as he dragged them in and out, you knew you needed more than this you needed him. āLyāLycaonā Youād call, forcing him to throw out every thought telling him to take his time. You needed him as he needed you, and who was he to deny his master their desire? He almost couldnāt resist when your walls clamped around his thick member, his saliva dripped down onto your exposed chest- coating your mounds with the liquid as his hand came up to massage it in. His pace began slowly, he still cared of course. You could feel everything, every thrust, every twitchāyou could feel it all.
Gradually he sped up, he started to thrust at an unforgiving pace, his moans breathless and mixing with your downright pornographic voice, he never felt so much pleasure in his lifeāall that buildup truly meant something now that he can unload everything he had into you, yes, yes hed give you his all. He would fill you to the brim and get you nice and pregnant with his kināwith his pups. You could do that right?
āyou-you will mother..mother my kināwont you master?ā He purred, his tongue lapping at your neck as he started to fuck you like an animal- like the beast he truly was. You could barely speak back, your brain was practically mush at this point. You could only cling to the little you could as your poor cunt got abused by his unforgiving pace. His knot began to swell against the base of his cock, you could feel it prodding at your entranceā no, you couldnāt take this! Not when you could barely take his cock. That didnāt matter to Lycaon though, you would take it whether you liked it or not. His hands came to your thighs yet again but this time to force them beside your head, your teary eyed fucked out face only urged him on.
āyesāyes! take my knot.. my beloved-! my masterāplease, please let me in..ā Heād growl before biting down on your neck , you scream as you feel that familiar burst of energy shock through you- the slick from your cum and arousal created the perfect substance for his knot to slide inside of you..filing you to the brim with his cum. He licked at your neck as his tail wagged behind him furiously.. he finally found someone suitable for his kin.. for his love..for his desires to be fulfilled.
He couldnāt let you go now, not even long after he calmed down. In reality, he was terrified on seeing you now that he was in the right state of mind..what an idiot he was. āMasterāI deeply apologize for my behavior. This is why I notified everyone about the full moonā His voice made you chuckle, of course.. the damn moon. āMaster-?ā He called again, afraid he may have broken you. You surely were ābrokenā at least thatās how your body felt.
āLycaonā
āYes Master-?ā
āCarry me to bedā
āOf course..I am at your serviceā
Your Chris's fluff alphabet was great. Can you write a smit alphabet?
Chris Evans | NSFW Alphabet
A/N: I cant write a smit one but I can write a smut one. Lol. But also thank you cause I love these and loved my fluff one!! If anyone wants any fics on any of the letters send it to my inbox babies x
A = Aftercare (What theyāre like after sex)
Chris will want to remain inside of you for a while after youāre both done, just catching his breath plus he likes the feeling of being inside of you but eventually youāll shove him until he gets up and goes to the bathroom. He comes back with a warm cloth and then slowly cleans you up, making sure youāre alright, asking you your favourite part (He loves hearing he did good, mans has a praise kink). Then heāll make sure you pee (YOU HAVE TO PEE) because he knows UTIs aint pretty and doesnāt want to be the reason you get one. Sometimes youāll have a shower together and heāll wrap you up in a towel and then takes you back to bed, cuddle with you and pat your hair until youāve fallen asleep. Sometimes if you both arenāt completely dead by the end, heāll open the door and let Dodger back in, make you both tea and youāll cuddle while watching a movie.
B = Body Part (Their favorite body part of theirs and also their partners)
His hands calloused and rough his fingers fit perfectly around your throat, and he always knows the right kind of pressure to apply with his fingers against your skin or your pussy. You canāt get enough of his long digits deep inside of you or down your throat as you taste yourself on him. He also loves how good his hand looks around your pretty little throat, the way your eyes roll back into your head, and you gasp a little at the partial loss of air.
Everyone thinks Chris is an ass guyā¦ and he is but your tits make him go wild. Heās arguably toeing the line over into tit guy territory. He always wants to have his face in them, even if youāre just sitting on his lap innocently, he calls them his favourite pillows. During sex, theyāre always one of the main places he goes, just licking and sucking and nibbling on your nipples knowing it makes your back arch and you let out a gaspy moan. He loves the sound.Ā Heās also gotten very used to tit jobs and while they donāt do much for you, you love how excited he gets, mounting you and putting his cock between your tits.
C = Cum (Anything to do with cum, basically)
Chris has a massive breeding kink, so the idea of you filled with his cum turns him on beyond belief and he wants as much of it in you as possible. Which includes shoving the oozing cum back in you with his fingers once he cums in you. Sure, you look absolutely gorgeous to him when its covered over your cheek and you show him his load on your tongue before you swallow but nothing beats a good cream pie.
The thought of putting a baby in your warm, soft womb and it being his, how nice and round your belly would get with his baby ā drives him nuts. Heāll wait a little longer though for the real thing.
D = Dirty Secret (Pretty self-explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)
You get a pedicure every month and always pearly white toes and Chris always asks to see them after, rubbing your feet, giving your toes a cheeky suck. He loves how they look against his cock when you tease it with your feet. Itās not an outright foot fetish but he does find your feet weirdly sexy, especially in heels or sandals. Especially the fact that theyāre connected to your strong, curvy legs.
E = Experience (How experienced are they? Do they know what theyāre doing?)
The man has history and heās not ashamed of it. He always says there may have been girls before you but youāre the one in his bed every night so who cares. You werenāt no angel either! He always tells you the sex with you is different and he hasnāt experienced that level of intimacy and love with anyone else, plus you two are always doing new things together so itās not like you havenāt had firsts with each other.
F = Favorite position (This goes without saying)
One week when Chris took you away to the cabin, he pulled out the Kuma Satra and you attempted every position in the book. Granted, some required flexibility that neither of you two could muster but it was one of the best weeks of his life. Trying out new things, you two never leaving the bedroom except for food and water. He loved it.
But the classics are still his favourite, particularly doggy in front of the mirror. This way he can see your pretty face when you cum. He loves how good you look with your back curved, ass high up in the air. Heāll bend over a little and put his fingers in your mouth or around your throat or force you to look at yourself by pulling on your hair. The angle is the best for both of you, with Chris hitting the super deep spots and you not having to do much work. He loves watching your ass jiggle and ripple when he has you in doggy, he canāt get enough of the thickness of your ass and how it feels when he rolls it around in his large hands, trying to get as much as he can.
But when heās feeling a bit more romantic and intimate, itās just classic missionary. He can look at your face and kiss your neck, intertwine your fingers, and hold your hands above your head. he likes it when you wrap your legs around him, trying to take him as deep as possible and the way your chest presses up against his, that alone drives him crazy.
G = Goofy (Are they more serious in that moment? Are they humorous? etc.)
The Kuma Satra week ended a lot of the time with you both falling into each other, laughing your heads off. He likes how you donāt take it too seriously all the time and he can joke or tease you a bit. Sometimes in doggy or when heās going down on you, heāll make a stupid joke saying he found a mole youāve never seen before, looking up at you smirking. Early on in your relationship you named his dick āThe Captainā and while at first, he groaned and told you not to call it that, he got on with the inside joke quickly. Heāll come up behind you and say, āThe Captain is on alert.ā Then rub his boner against you, or text you that āThe Captain misses youā.
We love The Captain.
H = Hair (How well-groomed are they? Does the carpet match the drapes)
You banned Chris from shaving his snail trail because you just loved it so much. When he doesnāt have to shave his chest for movies, youāre the happiest girl alive. You love the big manly chest. Down low, he keeps it trimmed, itās much like his beard in texture and length.
As for you, he says he doesnāt like hair in his food, but you were waxing way before he came along so it didnāt matter. A little hair isnāt going to stop him though so if you get lazy and let it grow, he treats it all the same. He knows better than to start telling a woman what to do with her body.
I = Intimacy (How are they during the moment? The romantic aspect)
Chris feels that intimacy isnāt just sex. Itās the little jokes you share or the soft squeeze of your waist to pull you closer. Heās a complete and utter romantic normally, and sex really comes into that.
He cried having sex with you once and when you thought you had done something completely wrong, he just looked up and said
āSawrry its not youā¦ well it isā¦ I just got a little emotional about how much I love you and how lucky I am to be so close to youā¦ its nothing though we can keep going if ya want. Sorry itās probably not the biggest turn on to have a guy cry during sexā Safe to say you cried as well.
He thinks what you two have is super special and loves every second he gets to be close to you in that regard. He likes the ritual of lighting a candle, giving you a nice massage or putting rose petals on the bed just because.
Heās intense, when heās deep inside of you, looking into your eyes and your hands are interlocked heāll tell you he loves you with complete earnest laced in his voice. He loves that heās able to be so intimate and vulnerable with you and only you. He thinks sex between you two is sacred and goes above just fucking ā itās an act of love and devotion for him and he makes that known every time.
J = Jack off (Masturbation head canon)
While nothing beats the feeling of you, long stretches of time away meant he had to take matters into his own hands (literally). Doesnāt mean he doesnāt take all the help he can get even to the point of spraying your perfume on the pillow and pulling out a pair of your panties from his luggage. And obviously, facetiming you no matter how tired he is. Being able to see your face and hear your voice as you egg him on sends him over the edge. He loves watching you doing your thing on camera, turning him on. Heāll lock the door and silence his phone, so all his attention is on your pretty little face.
When your miles away and fast asleep, heāll go off the endless photos and videos on his phone of youā¦ some with clothes on and some notā¦
K = Kink (One or more of their kinks)
The way you call him Daddy drives him wild, youād never do it in front of people, but he loves hearing it. The way you release into his strong figure, letting him take control of things. He loves how cock drunk you get, unable to talk with him inside of you as he pry your mouth open with his thumb, rubbing it along your lower lip.
Pulling your arms behind your back in doggy and holding them secure with his hands is the nice and quick old-fashioned way. But youāve got a little time, heāll get out the fluffy handcuffs, they were a joke at first, but he loves watching you squirm, unable to touch his chest, his arms, his face or your clit, desperate for a release.
L = Location (Favorite places to do the do)
The bedroom obviously is the top option; everything you need, endless privacy and the bathroom is right there.
But you both get a secret kick out of event bathrooms, doing a sneak away, one at a time to be discrete. The last person closing the door behind them and immediately you two jumping on each other, literally, youāll jump him, and heāll catch you readily, lips attached yours as he places you on the sink while your hands fall to his belt, trying to get it undone as quickly as possible.
The back of cars get too stuffy and arenāt your favourite, but heāll slip his fingers under your dress and tease your clit a bit or youāll palm him over his pants maybe even stroke it a little before you have to get out, both now horny and frustrated till the moment you can sneak away. Ā
M = Motivation (What turns them on, gets them going)
Seeing you wear his clothes.
When youāre sweaty after a workout, he reckons you taste like a beautiful, salty/sweet mix and he loves how you look in leggings.
When you have to jump a little to get something off a high shelf or when running up the stairs and your boobs bounce, and a ripple falls across your whole body.
Ā Anything tight and sexy that shows off your soft skin and the curve of your body ā he adores. When you have to be serious for a work call or a meeting. He could watch you talk all day in your professional voice over zoom, hair in a claw clip and glasses on your face, only he can see the tiny shorts your wearing under the desk. He calls you his sexy receptionist and heād stare at you all day if he didnāt want to rip your clothes off.
But his true motivation, is people flirting with you. All the ogling eyes, lingering stares, and poor attempts to whoo you motivate him more to pull you closer, take you home and prove to you, who really deserves your love and that heās the only guy allowed to take you to bed.
N = No (Something they wouldnāt do, turn offs)
Three ways and above. Chris was never good with sharing growing up so there is no way in hell that he would ever share his favourite thing in the worldā¦ you. People think you have this open Hollywood relationship, but it couldnāt be further from the truth because he is extremely loyal and holds you to the same standard, he holds himself. 100% Monogamous. He wants to be the only one making you cum. (and he gets jealous way too easily)
O = Oral (Preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)
He loves when you get on your knees and worship his cock, and all your little tricks you do with your tongue and mouth. But he much prefers the way you react when he goes down on you.
He loves overstimulating you and making you go crazy; he knows if you say stop you donāt really mean it (you have another safe word) because your hand is pulling his head deep into your core. Heāll pull your legs over his shoulders, get a firm grip on the skin of your ass and pin you down to the bed and his favourite, using his strength to pin you up against the wall effortlessly no matter your size. He wonāt stop until youāre completely out of juices to cover his beard with. He loves the taste of you on his tongue, the feeling of you pulling on his hair and leaving red marks on his back. He doesnāt care if he canāt really breathe while heās being smothering by the beautiful, soft, plump skin of your thighs. Lapping, sucking, nibbling, and rubbing with his tongue and fingers.
Chris thinks he has a magical tongueā¦ and he does, he just doesnāt let you hear the end of it. He will always go down on you first, he likes it even more than getting head. Heāll be between your legs, licking and sucking up every drop of your sweet goodness, spitting on your folds, inhaling the scent of you and holding you down as you try and wiggle out of his grip. Itās a lot of āGive me one more baby.ā And āGod, you go crazy for my mouth donāt ya sweetheart?ā Heās such a dick about it but you love him between your legs so youāre not gonna complain. Heās not just using it on your pussy... noā¦ heās licking at your ear, rolling it along your thighs or your lower back and shoving it in your mouth whenever he gets the chance ā he always tastes either like mint gum or beerā¦ and sometimes both and itās a delicious mixture that makes you go weak.
Especially, when youāre on your stomach and he can move his tongue up towards your tight little hole, teasing it to prepare it for his finger.
P = Pace (Are they fast and rough, slow and sensual? etc.)
It depends, sometimes sex is for you two to reconnect in an intimate, sexual āI missed youā way and then its slow and sensual with lots of slow, deep wet kisses and you can enjoy feeling every vein of him against your walls.
But other times, to get you both over the edge itāll move into the vigorous pace of his balls slapping against your pussy and his cock pounding into you so you can feel every hit of your cervix.
Q = Quickie (Their opinions on quickie, how often etc.)
With Chrisā schedule you donāt get many nights together and you both kind of like the sudden thrill of ripping each otherās clothes off to get as close as you possibly can. Wherever and whenever you can, his pants will be at his ankles and your dress ridden up, with you pushed against the nearest wall or surface. You stopped wearing underwear so frequently so he could always have easy access. It always ends with you just making sure your dress doesnāt look weird after a quickie in the bathroom and you trying to push him off because he keeps kissing and rubbing on you saying he wants more. But you always end, smiling from him kissing every inch of your face and tickling your sides to emit those cute little giggles.
R = Risk (Are they game to experiment? Do they take risks? etc.)
If no one gets hurtā¦ heāll do it. While you two donāt do anything super crazy, he gets a kick out of reading some bizarre sex tip online or seeing some crazy position and then doing it with you. He brought a massage candle and went crazy for the feeling of you pouring hot wax on his chest. He likes trying new things because he figures you never know what crazy idea will make its way onto your permanent list of activities.
S = Stamina (How many rounds can they go for? How long do they last?)
He goes well for his age, as long as you cum at least twice heās happy. Hell, he could go all day with breaks for meals. One time as a ājokeā he took Viagra. He didnāt need it; a buddy just gave it to him as a joke and he took it. You both were sore for the next 2 weeks because he couldnāt stop fucking you. You tried a thousand different things to try and get him over the edge, you were up till 4am until sleep gave in. It was fun but the mix of horniness and inability to cum just made him go crazy. You promptly banned him from ever taking it again.
T = Toys (Do they own toys? Do they use them? On a partner or themselves?)
The drawer. You two are kinky, so you have a whole drawer in his bedside table dedicated to toys. Handcuffs, rope, blindfolds, butt plugs, vibrators, dildos, vibrator remotes ā you donāt always use them (because you donāt have to) but itās always fun when you have time and want to get a little extra spicier. Heāll sometimes lean over and grab the little bullet vibrator he got for you and place it on your clit while heās fucking you, for that little extra push to get you over the edge.
U = Unfair (How much they like to tease)
Chris is a massive tease whether itās coming out of the bathroom holding his towel so itās just covering the Captain or coming up behind you, barely scraping his crotch against your ass. Always the non-cholent, faux innocence asking you what youāre doing, how you are feeling, if you want some loving. Running his hands down your sides, moving them towards your hips and ass and giving you soft grabs, pinching at your rolls to make you giggle. Then youāll confront him and ask him what heās doing, and heāll go all āOh nothingā¦ donāt worry about it.ā
Sometimes, heāll even just pretend not to care when youāre in the mood, giving you āhmms and ummsā not looking up from whatever heās doing just to see how long you can take it. Like a fucking psycho.
He knows not to tease you too much when youāre in the mood or in the moment or youāll start crying from frustration, Chris doesnāt want his baby crying he just wants to make you feel good. He also canāt keep his hands off you for long.
V = Volume (How loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)
Thereās no need to be quiet with the house to yourself so Chris is full of groans and grunts, even a little bit of whining if you tease him too long, to the point your neighbours probably think heās in painā¦
But he loves how much you love dirty talk whispered in your ear.
W = Wild Card (A random headcanon)
Your period and Chrisā schedule donāt always see eye to eye. Meaning when he comes home after a long time away and all he wants to do is bury his cock in you, a bit of blood is the last thing thatās going to stop him. Heāll throw a towel down and never makes a big deal if a little gets on him, itās just a period. You also enjoy it more (if thatās even possible with Chris), all your hormones running wild, orgasms and sensations are heightened. He notices it a huge help with your mood swings and cramps so now he just sees it as a win-win situation.
Heās not putting his head down there though.
X = X-ray (Letās see whatās going on under those clothes)
Weāve all seen it. That shit is as thick as a coke can.
So, Chris knows that before he even tries to push it there must be lube. Whether thatās the good stuff from the bottle, his spit or him taking extra time to get you really turned on beforehand. Because there is no way that thing is slipping in raw. Heāll always make sure to mention how tight you are around him and how good you take his cock.
Y = Yearning (How high is their sex drive?)
Pretty fucking highā¦ but not to exhaustion.
If Chris is at home, youāre doing it 4 times a week minimum. Morning, during breakfast, lunch, before bed, middle of the night ā it doesnāt matter if youāre both game and wanting. Itās impressive for his age and he doesnāt isnāt the old man he claims his is with all that energy to please you. You think heās trying to make up for all the times heās away. Maybe if he wasnāt away for half the year itād be steady and normal but he always comes home ravenous and desperate for you.
Z = Zzz (How quickly they fall asleep)
After a hot and heavy love making session, once youāve both done the necessary aftercare you are both spent. Chris nuzzles his bearded chin into your chest or neck and falls right asleep in your warm embrace and you both drop off pretty quickly. But donāt worry heāll be nudging you awake at 2am for round 2.
Yāall some of these requests Iām gettingā¦ Iām gonna be in a meeting with my boss, my tumblr up on the screen, sitting there like:
