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Devotion. (Makarov x Reader) 🔞

TW: Sexual themes.
A/N: This came straight from my Makarov fanfic, "Devotion" I added it here because I know theres alot of you porn without plot girlies <3

After seven years of Makarov believing you were dead, you were finally reunited with him again. You sighed in his embrace, and he brought you in, planting a soft kiss on your lips. You reach your hand up intertwining your fingers with the hair on his nape, bringing him closer and deepening the kiss. He slowly pushes you back and you guys fall onto the plush bed. Your body is encased by one of his arms and his other is lightly around your neck.

He uses his knee to spread your legs apart, slowly lowering himself onto you so you could feel his hard length press against your core. You sucked in a breath at the contact.

He sighs at the warmth of your body against his and runs his hands over your curves, feeling every inch of you. He kisses you again, your lips passionately moving against each other while your tongues tangle with one another. Slowly, his hand moves to cup your breasts, kneading them gently as he kisses his way down to your neck.

He separated from you unbuttoning his shirt while you quickly took yours off. You smile when you see his tattoos, softly running your fingers over his chiseled inked chest. He kisses the edge of your lips before moving down to place soft kisses down your stomach, stopping when he reaches the edge of your pants. He looked up at you and you gave him a small nod. He tugged off your pants while you removed your bra, quickly removing his own pants before he slowly took off your underwear.

There was no doubt about it everything about him was consuming your being, and you were happy to let it happen. Your breaths were growing heavy as the anticipation was palpating throughout your body.

You feel exposed as he slowly spreads your legs, you catch your breath as you watch him approach, your heart racing in anticipation of what's to come. "I can't wait to taste you again." His eyes never leave your dripping pussy. With a gentle hand, he traces along the slit of your pussy, his fingers teasing the sensitive skin. You gasp, arching your back in response to the sensation.

His tongue delves deep into your pussy, you can't help but moan his name. The sensation is overwhelmingly intense, and you find yourself lost in the moment. Your fingers twist in his hair, pulling him closer to you as you urge him to take more of you. You feel him lapping at your clit, sending waves of pleasure coursing through your body. You gasp for air, your hips bucking against his face as he continues to worship you.

He slowly drags his hand down your thigh, his middle and ring finger teasing your entrance. The sensation is too much to bear as he slowly pushes his fingers inside, moving them in and out of you, hitting your sweet spot with each thrust. You can't help but moan and gasp, your body begging for more. You reach out to grab his hand, urging him to go faster and he obeys. Your slick coats his fingers as he pushes them in and you of you at a speed that makes your eyes roll back.

You cry out as he continues to pleasure you, his fingers thrusting in and out of you as he grinds his hips against the mattress. You arch your back, pressing your hips further into his face as he teases your sensitive flesh with his tongue. The sensation is driving you wild, and you feel your walls begin to pulse around his fingers. You're so close to coming undone.

"Fuck Vlad" your voice breaks as he continues to tease you. He smiles against your clit as his fingers find just the right spot over and over again.

"I-I'm gonna cum, Fuck" You mumbled through your moans.

"Cum for me my love." His tongue snapped the coil in your stomach, and you cried out in pure bliss.Your body tenses, and you feel your walls clench around his fingers as you're thrust into the most intense orgasm yet. You scream his name, your voice echoing in the room as your body shudders and convulses under his touch. The sensation is overwhelming, but you can't help but crave more from him.

You whined as he cleaned you up with his tongue. You cupped each side of his face bringing him up to invade his mouth with your tongue. "Vlad I need you, Please." It had been years since you had touched each other this way. Years since he made you feel this good. You watched as he thought to himself.

"I don't have any condoms, I never had a reason to buy them." Your heart warmed knowing that he had remained loyal to you even after he believed you were dead.

"There's never been anyone else for me. It's always been you, and it will always be you." You slowly grab his throbbing length, pumping it and slowly rubbing the head of his cock covered in precum at your entrance. You watch as he closes his eyes, fighting every part of himself from ramming his cock deep inside you.

"Please just fuck me."

You pull his hips down encouraging him to enter you, slowly he lowers himself into you, your wetness providing him all he needed to stretch you out. He groaned out mumbling profanities in Russian as he bottomed out. You moaned, as he pulled all the way out just to ram back in, your pussy was taking everything he had to offer.

His pace was sloppy and needy. You knew he wanted this as much as you did. This felt entirely different from when you guys first had sex, you could feel his need for you, how much his body missed yours. He groaned at the sight of your breasts bouncing off the thrust of his hips.

The sensation is overwhelming as he thrusts into you, his hips slapping against yours in a rhythm that sends goosebumps over your body. You wrap your legs around him, pulling him closer as you moan his name.

The sensation is almost too much to bear as he continues to thrust into you, his hips slapping against yours in a rhythm that sends shockwaves through your body. You arch your back, gasping for air as you reach yet another peak. He groans in response, his body shaking with the effort of holding back his own release. You can feel his cock throbbing against your walls, demanding to be released. His breathing is ragged as he groans out your name, a mixture of pleasure and desperation.

"Черт возьми, тебе так хорошо, любовь мояn" (Fuck you feel so good my love). You cried out, tears streaming down your face, Your arousal was creaming around his cock, the coating emphasizing the sound of his twitching dick beating into you throbbing cunt. He quickly flipped you over so you were laying on your stomach, he lifted your ass up and pushed himself back in. You cried out as this new angle hit your g-spot perfectly.

His hand brushed up the soft skin of your back, taking a large grip of your hair and pulling your face upward. Your moans and cries vibrated around the bedroom. He leaned down, planting a kiss onto your forehead.

"Is this okay?" you moaned out a barley coherent yes. His thrusts are hard and rhythmic, punctuated by the slapping of flesh on flesh and the muffled moans that escape your lips as he pushes your head into the pillow.

With each thrust, his cock slid in and out of your dripping cunt, hitting that sweet spot that sent waves of pleasure coursing through your body. He couldn't help but grip your hips harder, pulling you closer to his body each time he thrusted into you. You feel yourself getting closer and closer to the edge, but you don't want it to end. Your breath comes in short gasps as you moan his name over and over again.

He latches onto your neck with his mouth, leaving love bites that sting and tingle as he pounds into your cervix. You cry out in ecstasy, feeling the intensity of his movements as he reaches deep within you. Your body quivers with each thrust, and you can feel yourself getting closer to the brink.

You scream, your body shuddering as you cum hard around him. The sensation is too much to bear as he continues to thrust into you, his hips slapping against yours in a rhythm that sends shockwaves through your body. You arch your back, gasping for air as you reach yet another peak. He quickly pulled out his cock spasming, jerking his cum on your back. "Are you okay?" He whispered against your temple, brushing any hairs away from your face.

"Was that too much?" His voice laced with concern at your disheveled state.

"I'm okay." You huffed, voice delicate from the sex that left you screaming. "Are you?"

"Of course my love." He smiles and kisses your cheek.

He gained the momentum to finally peel away from you, getting up to get a warm towel to wipe away the mess he made. He wiped your entrance first before cleaning up your back. He disappeared again before finally coming back and crawling into bed with you. He slowly massaged your hips as you traced over his tattoos.

A/N: I KNOW HE SEEMS SOFT BUT TRUST ME IT WONT STAY THAT WAY