Mads Mikkelsen Characters x Reader OneShots

Morning lovings (Duncan x Reader)

Word count: 1740 words

!smut warning!

Possible triggers: none

A/N: Look who finally came around to write something with our beloved Duncan!

I hope you enjoy this short hot One Shot and more is on the way, featuring a new character-addition seeing as it was requested (Maybe you'll guess who but know that I'll try to upload it in the next few days) + there will be more Martin too!

Love y'all

-G

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You awoke to a few rays of sunshine beaming through the window directly into your face.
You groaned and pulled up the covers to hide from the blinding light and reached out a hand to the other side of the bed.

However, the only thing your palm was able to feel were the cold bedsheets.

You sighed and reluctantly pushed down the cover as you sat up.
You took in a deep breath as you stretched your arms out over your head and arched your back a little before you swung your legs over the edge of the bed and got up.

You hissed as your bare feet came into contact with the cold wooden floor and walked over to the closet.

Your eyes caught your naked reflection in the long mirror on the wall and you turned to look at yourself.
Your hair was messy and you also noticed a few bruises on your neck as well as on your hips and on the inner side of your thighs.
All the aftermath of Duncan's urgent lovemaking last night.

You smiled to yourself a little as the memories from yesterday's late hours came flooding back to you and you traced one of the small love bites on your inner thigh.

One thing about Duncan was, that he took pride in leaving hickeys at places where only he knew about their existence.
They were his dirty little secret and seeing them reminds him, that you're his and only his.

You threw on a robe as you weren't quite ready to get properly dressed just yet and made your way into the kitchen.
There was some coffee left in a pot and you poured yourself a mug when you heard a car pulling up to the cabin.

You looked out the window and saw Duncan exiting it, carrying a box loaded with groceries with a cigarette dangling from his pouty lips.

Just as you sat the coffee pot back down on the counter the front door opened and Duncan came stumbling in with a gust of snow and freezing cold air following him.

You shivered as the cold breeze hit your bare legs and picked up the steaming cup of coffee, holding it close to you in a sorry attempt to keep you warm.

"Good morning my love."
You said and made your way over to the tall man who was taking off his coat while he kicked off his boots.

"Look who's finally awake. Good morning little one."
He huffed out with his gruff voice as he picked up the box from the floor and set it down on the table.

He turned around to face you and pulled you into his arms.
He tilted his head down to press his lips against yours and you noticed the taste of tobacco lingering on them.

His mustache tickled your skin as he moved his lips to give you another peck on the corner of your mouth before he pulled away and shifted his attention to the groceries sitting on the table.

You went to sit down sideways on the sofa and crossed your ankles as you stretched your legs out on the cushions.

Duncan rolled up the sleeves of his dark sweater and began to take everything out of the box, setting it down on the table before putting everything away in the kitchen where it belonged.