sub!steven grant x fem!reader, marc spector x reader (very slight)
smut, virtually no plot
synopsis: steven's discovery of marc and khonshu leads him to new fashions
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"so you were wearing a suit? but all in white?" you asked steven, who was pacing the room nervously. you were seated on the bed, in your nightclothes.
steven nodded, "y-yep."
you pursed your lips, a small tck noise coming from your teeth, "can i see it?"
steven stopped pacing and whipped his head to you and you shrugged, "can you summon the suit, is what i'm asking."
steven wanted to protest but without much thought, the suit was summoned and his body was encased in it. you stifled a smile at the excitement you got from seeing him in the suit.
you were a fool for stevie in suits, he rarely wore them and that one time he did for your cousins wedding, you were insatiable.
same thing applied now.
steven held his hands out, "ta-da.." he trailed off and you smiled, "this is cute."
steven smiled, moving to sit on the bed. you peered at him, at the glowing light illuminating from his eyes. you were floored, just at the pure beauty of the crafted suit.
"what?" steven asked and you shrugged, "nothing. besides my desire to ride you right now."
steven's eyebrows raised in surprise, "really?" he looked down and smirked, "is it the suit?" he watched your reaction and he laughed, "naughty, naughty girl."
you put a hand to were you could only assume his mouth was and smirked, "it's mistress...don't make me tell you again."
the lights in his eyes dimmed for a brief moment and steven let out a whispered, "oh." at the realization. he was now incredibly turned on just at your tone.
"sit back on the bed." you told him, and steven nodded, moving to lean against the headboard.
you drooled just at the sight of him. you felt the pulse in your cunt as you gazed at him. you couldn't read the emotions that steven usually displayed, but steven seemed to be enjoying himself, the tent in his pants making it obvious.
you crawled to him, and you reached his lap and moved your legs on either side of him. your cunt making way to sit on top of his cock, still hidden in his pants.
steven groaned at the slight friction.
he began to unbuckle the suit pants and you held his hand, stopping him.
"what are you doing?" you whispered menacingly, and steven could feel marc in his head, smiling at your domineering nature.
steven paused, "getting my cock out.."
you shook your head, "you better. the suit is staying on so don't try to magic it away or i swear to god i'll never fuck you again, steven.."
steven bit his lip, and did as you told him, pulling his cock out but keeping the suit on.
you smacked his hand away and steven adjusted himself to just watching you, watching as you did as you pleased.
you grabbed his cock and jerked it slightly, steven moaning at the pull.
"grab my hips." you muttered and steven moved to hold you as you moved to sit on his cock. you moaned loudly, at the feeling of his cock filling you to the brim. you could've cried out in pleasure and told steven to fuck you till you practically combusted but you couldn't drop the mistress act so soon.
you glanced at steven who was just watching you, although he wanted to indulge himself in you, he controlled himself and let you ride him.
you bounced up and down on his cock, your wet cunt felt so good wrapped around his cock.
"god... this feels so good, mistress." steven muttered, and you pulled at a tuff of his hair, "tell me how much you want me to fuck you."
"so hard, mistress, fuck me so hard." he groaned as you clenched around him.
marc was fighting to get out and experience this first hand but steven kept slapping him away.
im the one who she started with, and i'm the one finishing it! steven yelled to marc and marc huffed, stepping back.
you felt the pit in your stomach grow bigger and bigger as your hips collided with steven's.
"fuck!" you cried out, clutching onto the fabrics of the suit as your ass bounced on his cock. steven was practically immobile at the pleasure, he was in pure ecstasy, the feeling of your pussy wrapped around him.
"please..." he begged, "you feel so fucking good, mistress.."
you panted, "shut the fuck up and start begging for me to let you cum."
steven gripped the skin of your hips harder, his nails digging in as he fought back his orgasm, "please mistress, let me cum. let cum, inside you." he groaned, "let me fill you up.."
you were bouncing yourself and down at a vicious pace, "fuck! fine! cum, cum!" you chanted, your clenching around him as your legs shook on either side of him.
you cried out, screams like pure music to his ears as steven came, his hands hanging on the skin of your hips, red and with nail indents.
you stayed on top of him until you stopped shaking, and steven had finally snapped back into it. the suit faded away and you smirked, facing your boyfriend.
"give me a kiss and tell me how much you liked it." his accent had faded away and you knew you were now sitting on top of marc, and you rolled your eyes, a smile playing on your lips. you kissed him, biting his lip gently before pulling back, "i loved it."
