MultiFandom Oneshots (Smut)

The Armor Stays On (Alexios x Male!Reader)

Warning(s): deepthroating, oral sex, bottom alexios, top reader
Word Count: 1156

Another victory under your belt and some more free time with your lover, Alexios. The arena is empty. Well, almost empty.

The silence is interrupted with the wet sounds of lips locking together, teeth and tongue clashing. Which honestly surprises you. Normally Alexios likes to take his time when getting any kind of intimate with you.

When you finally separate, you stop him from closing in for another. "What's wrong, Alexios?" You ask, voice just a little raspy from your earlier exertion. Hells, you were still in your armor, helmet included.

"Nothing," he lies, refusing to admit the actual truth.

"You're lying," you challenge, grabbing his hips and pinning him against the wall you're both next to. You lean a little closer to him, the cold metal of your helmet scraping over his cheek and causing him to shiver. You think nothing of it at first. "What is wrong?"

His hands grab at your forearms and you can feel the heat coming from his body. He purposely knocks his cheek against your helmet again and that's when it clicks. "You like the armor."

"No," he denies immediately, almost sounding offended that you'd even suggest it.

You click your tongue and his eyes lock onto yours. "Maybe a little," he finally says, glancing away from you again. You'll take it.

And you'll run with it.

"How much," you push, allowing your fingers to dip into the small gap between Alexios' belt and his tunic. You swear you can hear him scoff before he speaks.

"Not that much," he says. Stubborn thing, he was.

"Show me?" You suggest with a smile, tugging him a little closer by the belt. He feels the cold of your armor through his tunic and he cannot stop the way his breath hitches. "Please?"

You hear him curse you under his breath. You knew he was a sucker for you when you pleaded like that. "Fine."

Alexios' lips press against the cheek of your helmet and his hands grab your vambraces. His thumbs rub against the soft leather straps that bind the metal together. You can feel your helmet shift as Alexios trails kisses across the metal before he dips to your neck.

You say nothing for now. You're letting him take what he needs. Perhaps he'll be willing to talk when he's done. He tilts your head to the side and you allow him to, closing your eyes with a soft sigh as he kisses down your neck.

Alexios' hands travel up your arms to rest on your shoulders for a moment before trailing down the front of your breastplate. His lips follow shortly after and you pull your hands from his belt so he can lower to his knees in front of you. He refuses to look at you.

His hands slide down and stop on the bare skin just above your boots. You look down at him and watch as he leans in and nuzzles against your crotch. Hands slide up your thighs a couple times before Alexios cuts the cloth of your skirt open to get to your loincloth.

He tugs it down just enough to pull your cock out and wrap his hand around it. The pumps your cock a few times before leaning forward again to nuzzle against the sensitive flesh. His beard scratches you a bit before he takes your tip into his mouth.

You groan, fighting the urge to push your hips further, force Alexios to take more. You remind yourself this was for him, not you. He was in control.

His tongue wraps around your cock and he slowly takes more and more into his mouth as he bobs his head. "If you would've just said something, we could've done this sooner," you say, dragging your hand through Alexios' hair.

He just groans around you, the vibrations rumbling around your cock and drawing a moan from you. He sucks you off wonderfully. His tongue moves over your cock in the ways he knows you like. The wet sounds of him sucking you off fills the quiet air around the two of you.

His mouth is so warm, so soft, around your cock. You can't help it anymore. Your hips jerk forward and it inherently forces Alexios to take your cock further into his mouth. You feel him gag as you hit the back of his throat.

Alexios stops and finally looks up at you. For a moment, you believe he's going to pull off of you, leave you hard and aching and not get you off.

Instead, you feel his jaw slacken around you. You take the hint, pushing your hips forward again once. He moans around you even as he gags. You brace one hand on the wall behind the two of you, the other finding purchase in Alexios' hair as you begin pumping your cock in and out of his mouth.

He lets you fuck his mouth, swallowing around you as best he can. Each time your cock hits the back of his throat, you're rewarded with him gagging around you, his throat clenching and his tongue curling around the underside of your cock. It's addicting.

You push deeper into his mouth, further down his throat. He rewards you with a choked moan. It sounds heavenly. "We really should do this more often, don't you think, misthios?" You ask.

Alexios responds in kind. He lets his teeth scrape against your cock and it makes your hips stutter. "Alright, alright, I won't call you that again."

You feel Alexios hum around you, hopefully in appreciation, and you continue to fuck into his mouth, chasing that wonderful high you can feel coming. Over the wet sound of Alexios' mouth, you hear another sound.

A quick glance down confirms it. Alexios is jerking himself off. To you fucking his mouth in a full suit of armor, tears streaming down his face. Gods, if that wasn't the hottest thing in the world. The sight sends liquid fire through you.

"Your throat?" You ask, voice beginning to shake as your orgasm approaches. Alexios nods around you.

One, two, three more thrusts and you're pulling Alexios all the way down your cock, burying his nose in the hair on your pelvis, and painting his throat with your spend. Alexios, in turn, moans around you, his own body tensing as he presumably dirties his hand with his cum.

You hold Alexios on your slowly softening cock until you're positive Alexios has swallowed everything. He pulls away gasping for breath, saliva and tears painting his beautiful face.

After helping him cleanup and him helping you redress, you share another kiss. "How much do you like the armor?" You ask again, just to see if he'll finally admit it now.

He grumbles at first but another kiss from you seems to break the little resolve he had. "A lot," he mutters against your lips before closing the gap for another kiss.