Endeavor x 3rd person F reader smut. She has no first name, no hair/eye/skin color, all so the reader can easily self-insert. Non-abusive Endeavor, just a divorced asshole with dom and daddy kinks. Dubious consent, praise kink, arranged/quirk marriage, age gap, size difference, breeding kink without the vibe-kill of pregnancy. ART CREDIT: Stormcallart. -- -- -- "If this comes down to a fight, I won't go easy on you, girl." He tugged at the drawstring of his robe so the front fell open as he prowled forward, revealing his long and stiff length standing at attention, pearly beads of anticipation dribbling down the tip. She gasped and froze, unable to tear her eyes away from the sight before realizing it was a distraction. He used it as an opportunity to rush forward, moving faster than she thought possible, his fingers curling around her throat when she was within reach. The flames on his face had flared to life, a manic grin on his lips