Stephen instantly closed the portal after you entered the room containing the artefacts from the New York Sanctum Sanctorum as you hurriedly checked to see if the Serum of the Seraphim was present. Wong called you both repeatedly before the sorcerer finally responded. After some pupils used the elixir, he wanted to make sure that it was given back.
Wong could have checked it, especially considering that he had finished teaching the newer students, you questioned why he couldn't accomplish that on his own. It wasn't like it was a life or death situation, and virtually everyone in Kamar-Taj could finish such a plain task, so you wanted to refuse. However, Stephen didnot give you the opportunity to express your opinion since he quickly promised Wong that the two of you would authenticate the item.
But in all honesty, you already knew why he responded that way.
The moment Wong called him, the doctor almost started to believe in God again. Since Y/N and him didn't have any classes that evening, you went for a leisurely stroll in the park. He wasn't sure if it had been that soothing for him. Not when all you did was tease him. His pants were currently incredibly tight and you were fully aware of what you were doing.
It’s not that he couldn’t open the mirror dimension and take you right there, but he knew you wouldn’t allow it. He would only increase his suffering. Not that it wasn't already obvious—if the bulge wasn't a clear indication, he had no idea what was.
"The serum is here." He was startled by your voice, which caused him to momentarily shift his attention back to you. He didn't trust his voice enough to respond, giving you only a murmur.
As you drew nearer to him, you asked, "So, are you ready to finish our walk, which was cut short because Wong was lazy?"
Since he had been so needy the previous week, you relished seeing Stephen so worked up. With all the new students at Kamar-Taj and America being at home, neither of you had time to even breathe, so all he received was a handjob, which was obviously insufficient for the doctor, but he didn't complain despite how evident it was.
Actually, all you really wanted to do was test his obedience and see whether he deserved a reward from you. So you finally made the choice to put an end to his agony when you noticed how he raised his arm to open a portal.
He looks at you bewildered as you lightly grab his wrists to stop him from moving. He locks his eyes with yours once you release them, catching a little glimmer in them and realizing what is about to happen. He hisses in surprise as you delicately brush your palm over his erection. He's not complaining, though.
As you slowly undo his belt and take his hard cock out, he mutters to himself how lucky he is.
Slowly jacking him off, you take pleasure in his helpless expression as a sly grin spreads across your face. “Are you going to continue to be a good boy for me?”
“Yes" he responds so fast that you can't help but laugh. You then trace your thumb over his lips and steal a quick kiss from the neurosurgeon.
As you kneel down, you maintain eye contact with him. Even though you are in a vulnerable position, you still have complete control over the situation, and you can't pretend that it doesn’t feel nice to have such dominance over him.
Eventually, you demand that he can’t touch you as you tightly round the base of his cock. At your remark, he begins to whine, but as you give him an experimental lick on the tip, the whine swiftly changes to a groan. Having him flustered so soon makes you smile, hearing his gentle moans getting louder as he hardens beneath your tongue.
You placed your lips around his length as his breath left him. As you took more of him in your mouth and gave him short sucks, the sorcerer let out a few low groans, and he threw his head back with his eyes closed, utterly absorbed in his own pleasure.
Even when you two did become a little more intimate this past week, Stephen was still able to maintain control of his human form. However, today, after you teased him for at least an hour until Wong called, you drove him crazy, and he became a little too desperate for relief. He was too lost in the pleasure of having you suck him to fully concentrate on the fact that he needed to channel magic through his body to maintain his normal appearance.
You bob up and down while smiling, one hand tightly grasping his tight while the other followed the motion of your mouth. Your gaze briefly catches sight of Stephen staring at you with half-lidded eyes and his jaw hanging open. His cock's head is firmly pressed against the back of your throat and you start to see signs that he is approaching his orgasm. As soon as you sink in, rubbing your tongue against his dick, you notice Stephen's eyes widen briefly before his wings sprout up from his shoulders, shredding his shirt in the process.
They brushed against a showcase, but it didn’t damaged it in any way. Even Stephen didn't anticipate this, so he makes a small effort to regain balance. The sorcerer places a hand on your shoulder as the other grabs your head briefly from behind. He sees your hesitation and becomes anxious when you stop as he finally notices his clawed hands.
You pull away from his hips as he whimpers and tries to apologize, but you interrupt him by saying, "Didn't I say that you can't touch me?"
He seems a little surprised, but when he realizes that you don't mind that his wings are out, he releases his grip on you and says, "Yes, yes. I’m sorry.” Out of breath, Stephen murmured, “Please, please forgive me.” Only thinking now about how close he was just seconds ago, needing your mouth on him again.
"Since you’ve been so good for me, I’ll overlook it." You uttered that as you encircled the tip with your lips and once more slipped his cock deeper and deeper into your mouth.
“Oh fuck” he curses as he begins to thrust into you, your gag reflex causing more delicious vibrations around his dick. His body finally tighten with his orgasm.
“Can I cum?” He gives you a big-eyed stare and tries again after realizing that you didn't approve in any way. “Please, can I cum?”
Finally, you hummed your approval, and as warm cum spilled down your throat, his hips jutted forward. "Thank you, thank you, thankyou" he uttered before groaning. Then Stephen's wings began to flutter slightly before he expanded them fully and revealed them in all their glory as he came down from his high.
You let out his cock with a pop, and as you clean his dick with soft kisses, his breathing becomes labored. He grabs your wrist and pulls you toward him as you finally stand up. After giving you a kiss and tasting the salty taste of his cum on your lips, Stephen steps back to catch his breath.
"My good boy." You say as you gently dredge him after you and open a portal to your shared bedroom. Although it was pretty amusing to watch him struggle to walk through it while his wings were out, you could tell that the sorcerer didn't mind. What he might mind is that he was still hard after this and that just won’t do, but first, you needed a release too.
Stephen joined you in bed as the portal closed, and you laid down while quickly casting a spell to remove your clothing. He had you snugly tucked under him, his shape enclosing you. He felt as though he was melting under your touch as you stroked his hair.
As you spread your legs towards him and gently grabbed his chin to make him look into your eyes, you grinned at him. “Make that mouth helpful doctor” you whispered as you gave him a short kiss on the lips.
He didn't need to be told twice.
Stephen kissed your clit while lowering himself and delicately sucking it for a brief period of time. He then moved in a languid, irregular pattern as he probed your labia while slipping his lengthy tongue inside of you. He relished every second of it. It was incredibly exciting, with the metallic flavor of your warm juices and the way you moaned.
He managed to hit a particularly sensitive spot with his tongue, resulting in the loudest moan you've let out yet and followed by a loss of air.
“Stephen..”
Since he knew he had found your g-spot, he proceeded to move his tongue in circles, just as he knew you liked it. Your groans filled the room as he repeatedly hit the same spot, and you could feel the knot in your stomach tighten as you realized you wouldn’t last too long.
You could swear that he was smirking even if you couldn't see him, especially because your vision was suddenly a little hazy. Your labia was being kissed and licked like there was no tomorrow by him. Not that you were complaining, but your body felt positively ablaze.
You finally crumbled under Stephen's final two hard licks. He drank your fluids without daring to breathe while you felt like your soul was physically leaving from your body. “Oh fuck Stephen”
He trailed kisses all over your body as he slid his body upward, and you whimpered at the lack of contact. He treated your body with reverence, treating you like a true Godness, and you adored how gentle he was with you. Though that notion made your heart race, the way he looks at you makes you feel like the luckiest woman in the multiverse.
As you slowly began to shift positions such that you were on top of him, you took his hands in yours. He didn't complain, and his wings were exhibited rather nicely on the bed, even so you didn't want to rush him because you didn't know if he was comfortable with them. “They don't get in the way, do they? “ you asked as you straddled him and gently touching his wings.
He merely gave you a hum of approval, but it wasn't enough to make you sure he was feeling alright. "Love, use your words. You're comfortable, right?
"I’m sorry.” He gave you a small smile “I am comfortable. Don’t worry.” Stephen felt strange (no pun intended) because he didn't believe you would acknowledge them, but he felt better knowing that you don't find them repulsive. But in the back of his mind, he knew you would have spoken sooner if you really were, though.
“Good.” Your face once more broke into a smile as you twirled your fingers together. “But now," you said as you licked along his neck and felt him become rigid beneath you, before pulling away while giggling. “You must remain still once more, my good boy.
You pushed Stephen's hands up along the sheets while he scowled but said nothing in response. "You look great stretched out like this for me," someone said.
“Oh Y/N..” The only response to his dramatic sigh of his, was a chuckle."You're so cruel to me" he wanted to touch you, kiss you, and taste you in every way imaginable.
You palmed his cock, which twitched against his leg. In an effort to avoid touching you, he clenched his muscles as you gave him some firm strokes. With his eyes glued to your every action, all he could do was moan. You stood up and placed his cock's head close to your pulsating entrance and as you lowered yourself, you grabbed his biceps.
Stephen let out an embarassing loud moan, just at that contact, feeling himself blush, but before he could regain his thoughts, you started to bounce on him. Your warmth enveloped him as you continued your confident motions of your hips.
“You’re so good for me” you breathed out very quietly
“Yes, yes, yes. Use me my love.” He said through ragged breaths as he admired you chase your orgasm.
He saw that you found a position that was giving you more pleasure, but you changed your motions, lowering yourself again as Stephen let out a whimper. It was clear that you prioritized his enjoyment, and he wasn't really pleased by this.
He realized he wouldn't last for long as you bent and flexed around him. He was pleading helplessly and without guilt, only wanting to hold you closer.
You were aware that if you would let him touch you, you would quickly lose all control, but against your better judgement you still let him.
When you said, "Touch me," he gripped your hips without wasting any time, merely dragging his claws along your sensitive skin.
Stephen had to start assisting you after you got into a rhythm and moved more quickly than before. The only sounds in the room were your loud bed creaking and your pornographic moans because neither of you could speak any more.
You tightened up against his dick, which caused his wings to rise and cover the two of you. "Oh God," you exclaimed, Stephen beginning to thurst harder as he lost himself in the pleasure, and you finally felt your orgasm wash over you. Although he didn't stop, you could tell he was close by the way he moved.
He was moving even more faster when he suddenly halted as his climax finally passed through him and caused him to whimper out loudly. His thick sperm filled you up, and some of it leaked out of your pussy, ruining the sheets.
You let your body fall on top of him, and due to your change of position a whine left your mouth, feeling some friction against your overstimulated clit, realising that he was still hard. “Gosh Stephen, you really are insatible sometimes.”
“We can stop if you want, Y/N” and as you gazed up at him, a timid smile appeared on his face, making you only slightly laugh. Because of the changes he underwent, you knew his sex drive was quite high, but you were confident you could keep up with him for a short while. Additionally, neither of you had any business to attend to.
“I didn’t say that I wanted to stop.” You scoffed trying to appear annoyed, but just how gently he was holding you, made your heart melt. “So get to work Mr. Strange”
He didn’t waste a second as he changed your position, turning you onto your stomach, his form encompassing you.
“Doctor Strange” he corrects you as you moan, back arching up, in vain. He’s unmovable and his hands enfold yours and squeeze as you claw at the blankets.
You inhale and exhale as you slightly flex your knees and feel his cock twitch inside of you. As he shifts against you, you feel like your knees are about to give way slightly, but he stabilizes you by circling your waist with one arm as he begins to thrust once more.
You shove your head into the blankets as he stirs up every nerve in you again.
The moist slap of his hips against you, the lovely drag of his claws, oh god. You just realized what a long evening this would be, but it would be a fun one.
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Several hours later, you drifted in a state of euphoria, lying on the ruined sheets with Stephen's cum filling your cunt to the brim. The sound of the floor cracking slightly with the weight of the sorcerer jolted you back to reality as you struggled to regain your breath.
As he approached you with a towel in hand, he left the bathroom door open.
You smiled a little at him as he climbed onto the bed, this time without wings or claws, and began to gently wipe your tights. You were worn out and sore, but what caught your eye was Stephen shifting awkwardly and slightly adjusting his pajama pants.
You let out a feeble "I'm sorry" as you took a deep breath.
"What for?" He casts a spell to make the blankets freshen up while he stares bewildered at you.
As a blush rises up your neck, you say, "For not really succeeding to satisfy you—even if I'm the one who started to tease you."
"Are you kidding?" Stephen whispers as he gently caresses your sides, letting his fingers ghost along "You've done more than enough"
You chuckle a little as he draws you forward and gives you a gentle kiss on the forehead. "I'm more than grateful for what you offered me" Then he delivers you gentle nips and kisses while burying his face in your neck.
He swiftly exclaims "Now, come on," as he picks you up in bridal manner and takes you to the bathroom. “Your bath is ready and waiting for you” a goofy grin playing on his lips
You gave him a dreamy smile, and when you finally caught a whiff of lavender in the air, you couldn't help but chuckle. “I'll fall asleep, Stephen.”
"Not a problem.” He promises, "I'll take care of you" he says before giving you gentle kisses on the eyelids.
You murmured, "I love you," as Stephen glanced down at you rather shyly. He didn’t know why, but these three words almost brought him to the brink of tears.
Finally, he carefully placed you in the tub, the warm water easing your muscles, and he added, "I love you too," in a trembling voice. As Stephen snatches up the bottle of your preferred shampoo, you dive deeper into the water.
As he started to massage your scalp with his fingers and applied some of it to your hair, you grew drowsy and eventually closed your eyes.
He kept running his fingers through your hair, as he admired you. With your nose slightly wrinkled and your lips pursed, even then you looked so angelic. As you eventually opened your eyes once more, a drained murmur emerged from your throat.
You began to giggle as he bent down to give you a tiny kiss on the tip of your nose. Oh, how he loved you. Never again will he be without you. Nothing will ever harm you as long as he's around, he'll make sure of that.
My Y/N. Only mine.
Mine. Mine. Mine.