Would someone mind reading this and telling me what they think? Peter isn’t helpful when it comes to het…
Would someone mind reading this and telling me what they think? Peter isn’t helpful when it comes to het…
It’s Summer, which means young satyrs like Erik are out hunting for their mates. Any sensible faun knows well not to venture out of their home if they don’t want to be claimed. Charles isn’t sensible, and is found in a provocative position.
Rating: Explicit
Length: 2774 words
Cherik; Fauns and Satyrs; Relationship Negotiation, of a sort
He sees her for the first time on his return from his second war. She’s the daughter of the king, and surely no older than 10 years. Her father and brothers are at the head of the ranks, and they call a halt when they see her. The entire army, battered and bloodied, halts and kneels. Her smile brightens the world, eases the horrors of war as her mother, the queen, nods at her. Mere seconds later, she’s down the hill and in the arms of her father. Everyone pretends not to see the pure joy that encompasses his face, but it’s difficult to ignore their own as she smiles at each of them. Perhaps he imagines it, but he thinks her gaze lingers on him.
He sees her for the first time on his return from his second war. She’s the daughter of the king, and surely no older than 10 years. Her father and brothers are at the head of the ranks, and they call a halt when they see her. The entire army, battered and bloodied, halts and kneels. Her smile brightens the world, eases the horrors of war as her mother, the queen, nods at her. Mere seconds later, she’s down the hill and in the arms of her father. Everyone pretends not to see the pure joy that encompasses his face, but it’s difficult to ignore their own as she smiles at each of them. Perhaps he imagines it, but he thinks her gaze lingers on him.
I did a thing. Have thing. Idfk.
Cherik, Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics
Erik has been the Alpha of his pack for roughly a year now. Previously, he’d been a bit of a playboy and an asshole and now he was, according to Emma, an asshole out of sexual frustration. Her solution? Either find a mate and bond with them, or relinquish his title of Alpha.
Tony sniffs the air, grinning as the pheromones hit his nose. “One of the Omegas must have just started their Heat.” He announces, looking over at the other man as they step into the elevator. It’s Steve, so he expects to be berated for his lasciviousness, but instead he notices a flush to the taller man’s face as the doors close. “Hey, Cap, you okay? This the first time you’ve been exposed to a Heat since you thawed?”
The blonde shakes his head, face flushing brighter and chest beginning to heave.
“Steve?” Worried, Tony steps close and raises his hand, brushing it across the others forehead. He’s burning up, the genius frowns. The Captain visibly tenses, his Adam’s apple bobbing as he swallows a small noise. It’s when he breathes in again that he realizes exactly what’s going on. “Fuck. Steve, you’re an Omega? Shit. I thought you were-”
“Yeah, I’m an Omega.” Steve’s words slur slightly, and he clenches his jaw as he feels slick slide between his cheeks. “Oh, gosh. Tony, I need to-” The next words are choked off.
“Steve!” Tony grabs him by the upper arms, brown eyes wide. He feels his cock harden in his pants as he breathes in, God but Steve smells so good! He shakes his head to clear it. The Captain is a teammate, and is currently vulnerable. “Christ. Steve? Steve, can I call someone for you? JARVIS!”
Steve’s breathing becomes more and more labored as the AI responds briskly. “The Captain has no listed emergency contacts, sir.”
“Fuck! Steve. Hang on, I’ll get you somewhere you can ride it out.” The brunette tugs at his own hair, flicking mentally from one place to the next.
“Tony…”
“You’ll be alright. I can get you toys or something! If I can get to the lab-”
“Tony, please.”
“Huh?” Blue eyes are staring down at him, pupils blown huge and dark. It makes his groin heat at the sight, Steve’s scent still flooding his nostrils. It’s getting more difficult to control himself. And then Steve closes the distance between them, kissing him, and it takes everything he has to not rip the man’s clothing off right then and there.
“Tony. You. I want-” The blonde moans. “I want you. Please, Tony!”
Tony barely has the presence of mind to jab the emergency stop button before he’s pressing Steve into the mirrored walls of the elevator. Steve whines, gasping for breath as Tony strips him, biting the larger man’s collar bone, sucking a harsh mark into his skin. Steve writhes and cries out in ecstasy. Tony guides him to turn over, pushing his hands to hold onto the bars and pressing his legs to spread.
Steve goes easily, whimpering as Tony checks how wet he is. “You’re completely soaked, Cap. Making up for lost time?”
His only answer is a louder moan as he presses two fingers in, the pucker spreading around them with little effort. He pulls them back out, grinning as Steve’s knees shake. He undoes his pants, shucking them down so can stroke himself to complete hardness.
“Don’t worry, Steve. You’re about to get so much more. Be a good boy for me.”
“Tony…” Steve pants, breath visible on the mirror in front of him. The man lines his cock up with the other man’s entrance, trusting in a few inches at a time.
“Fuck, Steve. You’re so tight. Haven’t been taken since before you froze, huh? You feel so good, babe.” Tony praises the Omega, feeling every little clench of muscle that goes through him. He starts moving, slow at first, but as Steve’s moans grow, he thrusts harder and faster into him.
“Tony! T- Tony, ‘m not going to- Ooooh!” Tony pulls him up, hand pressing his back close to the Alpha’s chest. He peers over the Omega’s shoulder, grinning.
“Can you see yourself? Your mouth is hanging open. God, what a pretty mouth you have.” Tony groans. “Wonder how good you are with it. How much you like having an Alpha cock down your throat. Hm? You’re bright red, too. All the way down, see?”
Steve does see. His prick is bobbing with the force of Tony’s thrusts, and it draws his gaze further down, to where Tony’s rod is ramming into him. He groans at the sight, his prick dripping and flicking pre-come onto the mirror. He can see as well as feel the growth of the Alpha’s knot, feels it brush against his hole with each thrust. He whimpers and grips the bar tighter.
Tony presses open mouthed kisses to the broad back of the super soldier, teeth scraping against skin at times. He’s close, and if the tightening around his cock is any indication, so is Steve. “Steve. Steve, I’m close. Tell me- Can I knot you? Please.” He groans, grinding the swell against Steve’s pucker.
Steve gasps and bucks back, almost pressing it inside as he chokes out a yes. Tony wastes no time then, speeding up further and pushing his knot into Steve. The swell of his cock spreads Steve wide open, gaping around him, and tightening further as he climaxes. His come splashes on the mirror, and Tony bites the back of his neck in the midst of his own orgasm.
They stay like that until the knot lessens, both panting and catching their breath. When they pull apart, Steve turns and kisses Tony, entwining his tongue with the smaller man’s. “I’ve only got a bit until it flares again. Can we… Can we go to your room?”
Tony grins, overriding the emergency stop and punching in his floor. He also tells JARVIS to get a cleaning crew into the elevator, and to inform the pertinent people that he and Steve will be unavailable.
She’s standing in front of you, biting those damnably plump lips. She notices you watching and smiles, eyes fluttering shyly as a flush rises in her cheeks. You reach out, fingers tracing the pink, but she dances a few steps away, shaking her head.
Trying this one last time.
I could really use some feedback, people.
She’s standing in front of you, biting those damnably plump lips. She notices you watching and smiles, eyes fluttering shyly as a flush rises in her cheeks. You reach out, fingers tracing the pink, but she dances a few steps away, shaking her head.