Moon Cycles 🌙

♡ Flowers ♡

Pairing: Marc Spector x Fem! reader (hints of our moon boys)

Desc: Sometimes the boys can forget about important dates, but  one is perfect! It's the THOT that counts. (;

Warning: fluff, smut, and sarcasm.

Word Count: 1.3k

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Y/n had arrived home earlier than the boys of course. They were probably off doing their afternoon crusade for Khonshu, but Y/n didn't mind. She knew her boys would come back to her. Y/n began to organize her items throughout the apartment, knowing that Marc was misplacing items. Y/N chuckled to herself when she picked up one of the spare keys on the floor, as she remembered Jake saying "El puto de Marc siempre es un desorganizado! No es Steven, es el puto de Marc". Marc did have a tendency of misplacing items. Y/n placed the spare key in the loose change bowl when an idea strikes her mind. Why not cook for the boys tonight? Steven always made sure to cook you in the morning, Jake would make sure to drop off a warm meal at your job and Marc would attempt to make dinner. Ever since you started dating Marc, he practiced cooking for you. At first, he would burn the meal or slightly give himself a cut but over time he became a natural. But tonight, neither of them was here and you wanted to treat them. After all, it was Valentine's Day, so you wanted to make a heart-shaped Margherita pizza. You could have easily copped out by calling the nearest pizza parlor but there were enough ingredients to make the pizza at home. You took out the fresh produce that Steven had bought 2 days ago, it was almost as if Steven had the idea to make pizza but tonight you were going to beat them to it. You happily placed all of the ingredients together as you wore Jake's apron. Feeling the apron around you felt like getting a warm hug from him, how dearly you missed your boys but you knew that they would come home soon. Sometimes they got caught up with their unusual job but at the end of the day, they always came home to you. You set the table and took out the boy's favorite wine. Tonight was going to be perfect for the four of you.

Once you were done making the apartment comfortable as possible you remembered that the pizza was nearly done. You walked to the kitchen, and you turned off the stove for the pizza to settle in and be ready with the warmed-up oven. You then felt a pair of arms wrap around your waist. You smiled, and said, "you know, I should call the police and say some freak with a mummy costume broken in". Marc began to laugh softly in your ear "I wouldn't blame you baby. It is a special holiday today and we didn't-" you shut Marc up by pecking his lips. Marc attempted to deepen the kiss but you pulled away smirking. "Nope, only good boys get kisses like those, Spector". Marc rolled his eyes, as he pulled out a bouquet of lilies and tulips. You raised an eyebrow "Now where did you get these from handsome?" Marc smiled as you held them in your arms, "It's a magic trick. Magicians cannot reveal their secrets". You snorted at his corny quote. You placed the beautiful bundle of flowers into a glass vase and turned back to Marc. The moon was illuminating through the kitchen window, it shined upon his wooden-colored brown eyes. "Come here you" you softly said as you pulled Marc into a kiss. Marc couldn't help but place his hands on your hips. And he definitely could hide the fact that He was rock hard underneath you. You laughed against his lips, "You missed me that much baby?" You mocked him a bit. "We always do." Marc cooed and pulled you back into the kiss. You looped your arms around his neck, as he pulled you up onto the kitchen counter. Marc softly bit your bottom lip to ask you for access, which you happily granted. Marc moaned into the kiss, enjoying the warmth of your tongue against his. You slightly began to grind against him, which started a fire in his chest. He roughly grabbed the back of your blouse with two hands and tore it apart from you, exposing the delicate black lace bra you were grateful for choosing this morning. You helped to remove his shirt, revealing that he didn't have a single scratch on him. Your fingertips grazed against his chest, and you always admired at how well the gods' crafted Marc, almost as if he was crafted for you. Marc pulled you closer to him, so he could kiss the tops of your breasts roughly, it took him a second to unclasp your bra and throw it to the floor. You unbuttoned his pants, and Marc easily shook them off. You couldn't help but palm at his hard erection, which made Marc's member twitch in his boxers. You slowly pulled them down, and Marc could feel the heat coming from your pussy. Marc pulled away from the kiss as he asked "No underwear, tonight?" You shook your head, as you grabbed his throbbing cock. "Nope, tonight. Just for you boys baby". You aligned his shaft, and Marc growled softly as he entered you smoothly. He could feel your wetness coat him, and your inviting walls welcoming him home. His cock felt huge and heavy inside you, stretching your entrance with every thrust. He started slow but soon changed the pace to his preferred rhythm. The kitchen counter was slightly shifting underneath you, you clawed at his back "Marc, don't stop". You whispered into his ear as you bit the sensitive part underneath his earlobe. Soon his thrusts became deeper accompanied by a rough groan each time. "Fuck, Y/n, where do I-" "You already know where sweetie. Come on, let go. I got you". You reminded him that you were his. Marc was always careful of claiming you as his since he was afraid of losing you but you always reminded him that you weren't going anywhere. He was moving faster over you, working your body into a frenzy punctuating his words with heavy thrusts. You pulled Marc to face you, you wanted to watch his eyes dilate as you both came together. Marc's thrusting became messy, he was right there and so were you. Without warning your orgasm engulfs you, as Marc spilled his hot seed into you. Both of you exhaled, catching your breaths. Marc was still inside of you, and he wasn't planning on slipping out just yet. He felt at home and safe. Marc had his forehead leaning onto yours, he began to slightly laugh as you smirked. "I love you, baby," Marc said. He always wanted to remind you, and you didn't mind. He didn't need to but it was nice for him to say those words. You kissed the tip of his nose "I love you too Marc". Marc smiled, but you knew that the other two were speaking to him. "What are they saying?" You asked softly as you traced circles on his back, Marc said with a slight blush "Steven and Jake want a turn". You laughed and smacked his chest gently "Steven and Jake shouldn't worry about that. We have the whole night". You pulled Marc into another kiss, you didn't mind going for another few rounds for your other boys.
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