Movie/tv women x fem reader

Brunnhilde's/Valkyrie x fem reader

Requested by anonymous: Valkyrie x fem!reader smut please! Valkyrie gets jealous of Hela's attraction towards the Reader. So Valkyrie marks what's hers 🙌

Warnings: Some flirting, jealousy, smut (girl on girl).

Words: 1,190.
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Today is a particular hot day in Asgard, so you're checking on Frigga's garden while you hum a song.

Even that your beloved queen is dead, her sons let you taking care of that special place. Even though that now Asgard has two rulers, you still miss Odin and Frigga. You grew up admiring them and when you started taking care of Frigga's flowers, you couldn't be happier.

For a long time you lived for your job, until you met her. Brunnhilde. Say that you love her is an understatement. You love that woman fiercely and the feel flows both ways.

You were already living together, and it was common the nights when you end up cooking both to her and Thor.

Thanks to the God of Thunder, you met her and vice versa. It's something that always makes you smile, remembering that Brunnhilde, a Valkyrie, probably the most courageous woman you ever met was ashamed while talking to you. She definitely is the sweetest thing in your–

"Y/N, I was looking for you," Hela, your queen, says.

"What can I help you with, Queen Hela?" you say politely.

"I'm thinking about in having some flowers in my room and I thought it'd be nice talk to someone who understands about this, y'know? And I already heard you're the best, so..." Hela says while she's offering you a beautiful smile.

Is my queen flirting with me? You ask yourself. It's a lame excuse, because if Hela is probably the type of person that likes her flowers like her soul, dark and dead.

"Well, I can certainly help you with that matter," you say.

"Really, why don't you come inside then?" she says.

Straight forward. You think.

Before that you can elaborate a good excuse to decline her offer Brunnhilde appears and looks at the scene.

Shit is about to get real, you think to yourself when you recognize that look on your lover's beautiful brown eyes. She's jealous. A valkyrie is jealous about you and she's ready to comfront the asgardian queen because she's looking at you that way.

Hela sighs loudly. She can't stand Brunnhilde and again, the feel flows both ways.

"Valkyrie," she says in a ironical tone.

"Queen," Brunnhilde scoffs.

She gets closer to you and wraps one arm around your waist, to which Hela rolls her eyes.

"I'll leave you two love birds alone," she says but before she lives she adds, "Y/N, darling, we still have to talk about the flowers in my room."

"She just called you darling?" Brunnhilde asks, her eyebrows furrowing in confusion.

"Forget it," you say and guide your hands to the back of her neck, caressing that sweet spot that always makes her relax.

"Is she blind or what? Everyone knows we're together, she can't be that clueless," Brunnhilde says scoffing clearly irritated.

"I said forget her, babe. I'm here," you say kissing the corner of her lips, teasing her.

"Yeah, we're here," she says smirking and you don't understand her suddenly excited mood.

Before you can ask the reason why she's looking at you that way, she's guiding you towards the tree on the extreme side of the garden.

"I missed you," she says pressing you against the tree, her hands gripping your hips, a demanding touch.

"Babe," you say under a heavy breath.

"Hmmm?" she says now giving open mouthed kisses.

"Babe, I want this but–" your phrase is interrupted because Brunnhilde is sucking at your pulsing point, that damn point that turns you into a moaning mess.

She's doing this on purpose, you finally conclude. It was wrong provoke Hela that way, but to be honest, the idea just turned you on.

"Queen Hela will kill us," you say laughing.

"I'm not afraid of Hela," Brunnhilde says, looking directly at your eyes.

Hela. Not Queen Hela. To say that Brunnhilde have fire in her eyes is an understatement, you see fire, bravery and lust on them. Odin, is there any way to not fall for her?

"I love you," you say to her.

"I love you with all my heart," she says and then you feel her fingers caressing your inner thighs. At that moment, you don't care if Hela can catch you, if she will kill both of you for such a disrespect. All you have in mind is being with Brunnhilde, being hers.

Her skillful fingers quickly find the aching heat between your legs, this time she doesn't tease you, she spreads your arousal from the bottom to the top.

"I want you, Y/N. Right here, right now," she says even that she knows that you're not in conditions to fight it.

You nod biting your bottom lip which causes something between a moan and low groan fall of Brunnhilde's beautiful plump lips.

Her mouth chases for yours and when finally finds it, it quickly dominate you. Her tongue licks at your bottom lip asking for permission and when your tongues meet, you swear you feel weak in your knees.

She breaks the kiss just for both of you sit down, actually, you sit on her lap, legs straddling her, your hands on her hair, pulling at it, chasing her mouth once again.

Odin, that woman can kiss. You think while moaning on her mouth. You feel her fingers playing with your moistened folds, and before you can complain she sinks two fingers into your pussy.

"Fuck," you swear, mouth still close to hers.

She starts pumping her fingers in and out of you, making you lose your self control and moan desperately.

You guide your hands to the back of her neck, scratching her soft skin.

"You're so beautiful, my heart," she says cupping your face with her free hand and pulling you to a passionate kiss.

You feel your orgasm approaching, Brunnhilde is curling her fingers inside you, hitting that sweet spot inside you. It's incredible how well she knows your body. She knows where and how to touch you to make you go insane.

And it's what is happening now. You move your hips back and forth, riding her fingers, desperately looking for your release.

Brunnhilde is sucking at your neck and you already know that soon enough you'll have hickeys all over your neck and collarbone. She's marking you, making it clear to anyone to whom you belong to.

"I-i am gonna, oh shit!" you moan loudly felling the powerful orgasm rip through your body.

"I got you, babe. I got you," she says hugging you and kissing you softly while you're coming down from your high.

"You're mine," she says softly.

Isn't possessive, is nothing else but the truth. You belong to her, body and soul, you love her with every fiber of your body. And happily, she feels the same way.

"I'm yours. Only yours," you say kissing her.

A sweet and passionate kiss, where you two show all the love you feel for each other.

"Mine. All mine," she says smiling, once you break the kiss.

Brunnhilde's smile is even bigger when she sees Hela looking at both of you with pure envy and anger in her eyes.