Maven X Reader One Shots (2)

Songfic: All I Have

(maybe I'll post random songfics when I'm bored and emotional bc ya'll I got a "mans" and holy shit ya'll my life is wilding

I wrote some of these scenes thinking about my mans and I could literally s m e l l him as I was writing them um hello)

All I ever wanted was somebody to hear me

Maven puts his hand in your hair, tilting his head in the familiar way he does whenever he goes for a neck kiss. He dips in, and you can smell him. You can feel his hair against your cheek. You wait for his lips; you wait for his touch to release you. 

Instead, he whispers in your ear: "Do you want me?"

And his guts twist as he waits for your answer. He hides his face from you; his silver-flushed skin and his fluttering eyelids. Please, he almost begs, please want me. 

And all I ever wanted was somebody to feel me

You wrap your hands around his shoulders, feeling how firm and tense he is. And you rest your forehead on his shoulder pads, holding him in that soothing yet uncomfortable position.

"Don't ask questions you already know that answer to..." Mavey, you almost add. 

He pulls back too early like he always does. And you stare into his eyes, no matter how much you don't want to. He purses his lips.

"I just want to hear you say it," he admits with a light voice. 

You put his hair away from his face, viewing his pale skin and biting your lip. Your hands begin to shake as you give him a sad smile.

"I do want you, Maven."

And everybody wanna tell me that I'm out of my head

He smiles, his eyes bloodshot and his hair falling back into his face. You twist and turn in your seat as you struggle against the chains he has tired around your ankles. 

His fingers fall on your knee, calming it from its once bouncing movement. His eyes stare into yours. You can't find it in you to look away. Your scared of what's going to happen once you displease him. He will replace you, perhaps?

You look down at your chains.

Somehow, you don't think you'd want that.

It's been a long time but I'm back now

Occasionally, Maven will sit down for tea. His tie would be undone, his shirt not tucked in. He looks the most beautiful that way. It makes you feel safe. Like he trusts you to see him in this calm state. 

And you two sit in silence, and that's enough. Just staring at each other is enough to make you squirm in your seat, anticipation killing you. And for seconds on end, you almost enjoy the chains. 

Maven gives you a smirk. The smirk he does where he tilts his chin down, looking up at you with that demonic glance. You just smile, closing your eyes and basking in the emotion you are feeling. 

You ask him, "How was your day?"

And his eyes darken a little, and he doesn't answer your question right away. 

"I am thinking of...."

You blink, "the lightning girl, again?"

And you better get ready cause you might find

"That tone of yours will get you in trouble." Maven warns, lifting his head and staring down at you menacingly. You cower in your chair, lacking the will to say anything to displease him. And he sees this, observing the way you sulk when he raises his voice.