Slasher imagines

Agnar (Predator/Yautja)

Smut warning ⚠️

He's been following you, thrill of the chase you could say, but it just ignites something in him. He's close, he can feel it. And when he finally sees you, standing there under the moonlight as you wait for him, he knows that the wait was worth it.
Hearing a twig snap pulls you from your thoughts. You look over your shoulder to see him, your dominant lover, standing there before you in all his glory. It had been a while since you two interacted with the other and the lack of contact was killing you both. You fully turn to him and gaze over his large figure. Oh how you've missed him. His own gaze, loving yet stern, his sweet words, his hands, love bites, love making. All of it.

You smile and look up to where his eyes would be, covered by the helmet. He stalks his way towards you and looms above you. You refrain from looking up at him, not yet, you want this moment to last a little longer, but if you look at him right now you know you wouldn't be able to hold back. You look to his feet and slowly avert your eyes to his thighs in front of you. He was tall, 7'0 ft tall maybe, all of his kind were large in height. It always flustered you to stand with him, the height and size difference between you two never failed to make you blush.

You reach out so you can grab his webbed hand, and the other rests on his thigh. Your fingers intertwine with his and you run your phalange across the strap on his thigh keeping up the cloth covering. Keeping you away from his desires. You bite your lip and ghost your fingers across his groin, causing him squeeze your hand for a breif moment. Instead of continuing your teasing, you put your hand in his so now both hands are linked with his. You lean in and kiss his bare stomach and trail up until you can't reach anymore, before looking up and finally meeting his intense stare.

He finally makes a move as he slowly kneels in front of you, taking one of his hands back and unlatching his helmet and placing it on his hip. As he looks down, still relatively taller than you, he sees your loving eyes and caring smile. He feels so loved in this moment. He's missed this feeling so much. Agnar leans down and connects his forehead to yours. It was a struggle to date him at first, seeing as there was a lot of things you two couldn't do together, but you've evolved and grown to build around these minor inconveniences. This was a improvement. A kiss for you both was a connected forehead.

You smiled and retracted before kissing his scaly forehead. He closed his eyes at te contact and watched you shrink back to yourself. He took the moment to look you up and down. The beautiful f/c silk draped over your chilled body only made you even more gorgeous. It did something to him. Made him feel that special feeling he missed deeply. He ran his hands from your shoulders down to your breasts further to your waist, before cupping the inside of your thighs. You softly gasp at his soft movements. Despite him being a broad built warrior, he had a gentle touch with you. You absolutely adored it. Every single time. He was the only man that had ever made you feel this way.

He applied the slightest pressure, spreading your thighs a little, and gently caressing the skin beneath his thumbs. Your heart flutters and your hands make way to his strong shoulders. His hands travel up your soft legs until they graze over your stomach, scrunching up the silk the smallest bit. When his hands raise, so does the rest of the fabric, revealing your nudity underneath. He cups your breasts and graces his finger over your hard nipples. You let out a slight whine and grip his shoulders a little harder. He mentally smirks and bring his hands back to himself.

You already feel yourself growing breathless at his actions. You have waited so long and he is still making you wait, which was odd. Teasing wasn't very common in the bedroom, or in this case, the woods. He takes a moment to remove his own armor yet leaves on the garment covering his groin. You bite your lip and run your hands along his muscular physique. His own hands rest on your hips. His fingers work fast, undoing the knot of the straps and allowing the robe to open. You look away, slightly embarrassed from his gaze. He takes both hands and cups the sides of your face, forcing your eyes to lock with his own.

"Beautiful" The ear peice picks up.

You smile and nod, turning your head and kissing his palm. His hands fall to your shoulders and he pulls the robes off a little, exposing your shoulders, and he leans in. Your confused for a moment before you feel a slight pain shoot through you. You gasp and look down to see he has bitten you. You feel yourself become hot and red. He pulls back and seems to really like the look of the mark on you. Next thing you know your clutching his shoulders while your thighs clench together. Bite marks litter your chests up to your neck. When he feels like it's been enough he pulls away and slides his hands under the straps keeping him from you. Finally he lifts them and let's the robe fall to the ground. He easily grabs you up by your thighs and you let yourself wrap your legs around his waist. You can feel his hardened erection through the pathetic cloth and grind yourself on him. Oh how much you've been craving him.

He stiffens for a moment before roughly grabbing ahold of your thighs and grinding you on himself. The cloth barrier dampens from your wet womanhood. Moans and clicks could be heard between you both and it was perfect. All of this was perfect. Agnar finally has enough as he rips his cloth from around his waist and disregards it alongside your robe. He lifts you and looks into your eyes as he sets you down on his thick cock. You couldn't hold the eye contact, instead your eyes rolled back into your head. Agnar feels his ego rise as he knows you are his. His lover. His mate. Your beautiful body, delicious pussy. Oh he couldn't help himself. He doesn't go slow and sensual, not tonight. No tonight he needed you to cum all over his cock. Over and over and over- until your screaming out to him. A primal urge to just fuck you into oblivion. And you aren't helping his urges at this moment.

"A-agnar! Oh my mate! I missed you so much..so..hah~" He growled and slammed you down on his girth even faster.

You will be his forever and no one would take you from him. Ecstacy only causes Agnar to bruise you with his grip. You on the other hand, it was all so overwhelming. He hadn't been this rough since his heat, and only moments ago was he so gently with you. Not that you minded any of this. In fact you loved when he was rough with you. Lust and love rushed through your veins. He was always good at hitting the right spot, he knew how to make you feel good. Your stomach twists in knots and you knew what was to cum. It was you.

"I'm gonna- ah!" You couldn't even speak. But you knew he understood you.

He grips ahold of your sides and roars out as you both cum together. Only a few more thrusts help you ride out that high and you rest your head against his chest. You find your breath again and you pull back from his chest to look up at him. He's already looking at you, admiring his beautiful mate that's sitting with his cock inside them. You smile bashfully and sit up a little to give a kiss to one of his phalanges. He sighs in content. Before gripping your thighs and roughly pushing you back down onto his length. You gasp with a loud moan.

"By the end of the night you will be screaming for me love. You will not have your voice in the morning my beautiful mate" He purrs down to you.