You and Druig have been friends…well forever. Now you’re something just a little more. You just want a fun night with your friends. And you almost get one, until Druig gets jealous.
“Why d’you insist on going out with them like this?” Druig’s heavily accented voice breaks through the silence of your room.
You look up from putting on your favorite heels, and find him leaning against your doorway.
You roll your eyes, fully prepared to ignore him.
“It’s below us, below you…” he continues.
“Druig if you want to come out with us, just say that” you tease, and it’s his turn to roll his eyes.
“That’s the las’ thing I want” he says, standing up straight and walking towards where you were sitting on the bed. Your eyes are glued to him as he makes his way over to you in only a few confident strides.
You stare up at him, blue eyes meeting yours.
“What I really want…” he begins, grabbing your chin with his long fingers.
“Is for you to stay here so we can have some fun of our own….instead you want go get gawked at by pathetic humans” he growls, grip getting tighter.
“I’m going out to have fun with my friends, if ‘pathetic humans’ wanna stare, what can I do?” You say with a smile and shrug, standing to push past him. An abrupt end to the previously intense moment.
You had to walk away, his invitation almost had you ready to peel off your skin tight dress and climb him right then. But you’d never let him know that.
He sighs dramatically, and you press your lips together to hide a smirk.
“Well, I guess I am going” he says, and you truly hadn’t expected him too.
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You don’t know why you feel so anxious about going out with Druig. He knew how interact with humans; most of the time.
There was just something about him seeing another yet another side of you. He’d seen you as a partner and fellow Eternal for years. Then from friends to best friends, and now something just a little more.
It didn’t feel right for Druig to see you grinding with your friends, tipsy and giggly. But it excited you all the same. He watched you with a cool look almost the entire night. His demeanor is entirely different from the internal discourse happening in his head.
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Druig was mesmerized. Seeing you let loose and dance your heart out with your friends. It reminded him again how much the small moments matter.
He often found himself struggling. He hated getting close to humans. For what? Half a century of friendship and then centuries of remembering them with sadness.
It couldn’t be worth it, he thought.
But you? You made him question everything.
The only thing he was certain about was that his eyes weren’t the only ones on you. You were stunning, Druig saw it and so did everyone else.
Druig is pulled from his thoughts when you over to him, a drunken grin plastered on your face.
“One more round of shots, and then we can go. I promise” you slur a bit and he can’t help but chuckle.
“I don’t know if you need another darlin’ but go on” he laughs. You giggle, leaning forward to place a quick kiss on his cheek.
“Be right back!” You call over your shoulder, heading to the bar. His eyes watch you the whole way, somehow managing to gracefully maneuver your way through the crowd.
He stares at the way your legs glisten as you cross them over each other when sit on the tall stool. How the bartender flocks to you, ignoring his other patrons to tend to you. Druig scoffs to himself at the desperate attempt, reminding himself that he was the one who got to take you home tonight.
He watches him go to make your drink, the way he keeps sending flirtatious looks. Still Druig stands collected from across the room.
Until he brings over your drink. The way the bold bartender leans to whisper in your ear. Giving you a wink as he sets the glass down in front of you.
Druig is beside you before the idea of moving even fully forms in his mind.
“Let’s go” he says sternly but quietly.
You give him a confused look, your intoxicated brain unaware as to why he wanted to leave so suddenly.
“You said one more drink!” You whine, catching the bartenders attention.
Druig feeling his patience running out quickly as the man inserts himself into your conversation.
“Hey, this guy bothering you?” He asks,
“Mind your own fucking business” but Druig cuts him off, turning to you again.
“I’m fine thanks, he’s my boyfriend” you say calmly, “Sorry about that, he has a bit of a temper. But we’re leaving now. Thanks!” You get up quickly, seeing the other man getting ready to say something.
No matter how drunk you were, you knew an angry Druig would not be pretty. Actually he’d be really pretty, but still; not good.
You grab his hand, pulling him towards a desolate corner.
He lets you drag him along, still shocked that you had called him your boyfriend.
“Druig! You can’t just go around cursing people out whenever you so please!” You reprimand him. All the while trying to hide how turned on having him boss you around had made you, and him trying to hide the way blood rushed to cock at the title; “boyfriend”
“I can actually” he smirks and you shake your head exasperatedly.
“Why’d you want to leave! I just got my drink” you ask, taking a step closer to him.
“So, you’re telling me; you didn’t notice the way the bartender was drooling all over you?” He hums, grabbing your waist and pulling you against him.
“You’re the only man I ever pay attention too Druig, you should know that by now” you whisper.
He feels any unease leave his body at your words. Now fully encompassed by his desire for you. He’s the only man you paid attention to? And fuck, he knew you meant it. Even without his powers.
“You want me to be your boyfriend? And fuck you like you really deserve?” He inquires with a cocky tilt of his head. Voice laced with the promise of something wild.
You mewl, pressing yourself harder against his solid chest in submission.
“That’s exactly what I want” you answer, and this time he’s dragging you along. Right to the women’s bathroom.
“What if someone need to pee!” You squeak as he closes the door behind you.
“Screw em’” he groans, pushing you up against the nearest wall.
His lips meet yours with a fervor you’d never felt in your thousands of years of life. Warmth spread through you as his tongue pressed between your lips.
He kissed you deeper, hands running up and down your sides and your feel dizzy. You hate that you have to come up for air, breathing deeply while Druig nipped at the side your neck, surely leaving love-bites.
You feel wobbly on your on two feet, maybe it was liquor. Or maybe it was Druig. The way his fingers felt squeezing your sides, hugging and stroking you like he couldn’t get enough.
Or his lips on the sensitive skin on your neck, the feeling of his lips teeth sinking in to bring the perfect mixture of pleasure and pain.
You push him back a little, and he stumbles, caught off guard.
Before he can question you, you’re dropping to your knees in front of him and the air leaves his lungs with a whoosh.
He has to calm himself down as he watches your fingers undo the button of pants. All Druig can do is stare when you slowly pull them down, swiftly followed by his boxers.
You take his length in your hand, glancing up at him from beneath your lashes as you waste no time taking him in your mouth.
“Fuck” he swears, hips jerking forwards a bit. You place a hand there to keep him still, and steady yourself as you bob your head along his thick cock.
You hollow your cheeks, sucking harder and one his hands comes down to guide the back of your head. His fingers tangle in your hair as you work him.
“You’re sucking me off so well, love” he groans, tossing his head back. His words only spur you on, and you pull back for a second to spit on his length before taking him all the way down your throat. You gag a bit at how big he is but you don’t stop.
“Jesus Christ, babe” he gasps, leaning forward as his cum spurts down your throat with no warning. You swallow him down, licking his cock clean while his chest heaves and he tries to gather himself.
“Shit, I’m sorry I didn’t warn you” he apologizes once he catches his breath, pulling you up to your feet.
“Don’t apologize” you giggled, straightening your dress and Druig raises an eyebrow.
“I hope you didn’t think you could suck me off like that and not let me repay you…” he questions, backing you into the sink.
“Druig, we’re in a public bathroom! We should go” you say.
His eyes look you up and down, hand trailing up your thigh before cupping your dripping pussy.
“We‘ll leave. After I fuck you” he asserts, grabbing you and turning you around so your facing the sink now.
He presses himself against your ass, grinding into you. And you can feel his dick hardening even through your dress.
“Bend over for me, Y/N” he instructs and you comply, eyes meeting his in the mirror as you do.
“You are the most gorgeous girl in the Universe” he hums, hands massaging your ass.
“I can’t believe you let me fuck you…” he continues and you know when he talks this much you’re in for it.
He pulls up your dress, landing a hard smack to your ass and you whimper.
Druig pushes your panties to the side, too eager to be inside you to bother with having you take them off.
One of his fingers pushes into your wetness without warning and your head drops forward at the sensation. He pulls his finger out slowly, enjoying the way you tried to keep the digit inside of you.
“So ready for me” he teases, slipping the finger covered in your juices into his mouth with a moan. “Tastes like heaven..” he compliments, lining his cock up with your entrance.
You feel his tip brush against your core and then he’s breaking you open on his cock. He doesn’t give you anytime to adjust before he’s pounding into you.
“Is this what you wanted?” He asks, leaning so his chest is pressed against your back. All you can do is hold onto to sides of sink as he slams into you over and over again.
You nod wearily as he reaches a hand down to rub your clit. His fingers work the sensitive nub expertly and your thighs shake at his careful ministrations, completely opposite the brutal pace of his cock.
Druig places his lips to your ear, licking and whispering. You pant as the pleasure builds up inside of you.
“You’re pussy’s so fucking tight, feels like silk” he groans, changing his angle so he could hit that one spot that always had you seeing stars.
“I’m gonna cum, Druig” you almost sob as your high washes over you. Your body spasms around him and he holds you impossibly closer through your orgasm.
You think your legs would give out if he wasn’t holding onto you so tightly as he filled you with his cum.
The two of you both try to recuperate, looking at each other with a laugh.
“Now we can go”
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hey babes, I’m sorry I meant to post this Friday but life got hectic!! anyways someone requested jealous!Druig and someone else asked for friends w benefits so here you goooo❤️ idk how I feel about this one but I have a lot stuff coming im really excited about! currently working on Bad Night part 2 & some sexpollen Druig cause why tf not.
Summary: You come to Druig with a question. He’s curious. You guys find some answers. Not the ones you intended though.
NSFW!! smut okayyy
‘Oh fuck, Druig’
‘Druigggg’
“Druig!”
He hears your voice calling out to him breathily in his dream, and then clearer in reality.
He groans, lifting only his upper body from the bed in a stretch; and he has to hide his smile when he catches your eyes lingering on his shirtless form.
Even if he had caught you ogling a bit, you still had the upper hand. He was the one half hard just from fucking dreaming about your voice.
“Y/N, what could of possibly made it necessary for you to wake me up this early?” He drawls, glancing out his bedroom window and noticing the sky was still dark. “Or is it late?” He questions, eyes studying your face.
It was dim in his room, a candle lit on his nightstand. You must have lit it before you woke him. He felt drunk on the sight of you. You looked stunning in the candlelight. Your hair was a bit messy, and you were clad in nothing but a short silk night gown. Which surprised him, because you didn’t afford yourself many luxuries. Though you deserved them.
Now, despite how tired he was; he was intrigued.
What had brought you to his room, clearly straight from your own slumber.
“I needed to ask you something” your quiet voice answers, eyes meeting his. The two of you hold eye contact as he sits up against the pillows, your eyes drifting downwards for a moment when the sheet falls to gather around his waist.
When you break eye contact he takes the chance to study your frame as well, and fuck, he could do it all day. If perfection took form, it’d be you he thinks.
The way your pretty fingers reached to grab the strap of your night gown when it slipped down your smooth arm.
The air catches in his throat as his gaze travels down the nape of your neck. And his semi hard cock twitches against the sheets when he sees the swell of your breasts, rising and falling with each breathe you took. Nipples hard, pressed tightly against the thin fabric.
He closes his eyes and clears his throat before opening them again. This time to look at your face.
Your arms were now crossed over your body and fear ran through Druig, certain that you’d caught him.
Instead you give him a small smile, brushing your hands over your forearms.
“Why do you keep it so cold in here, Druig?” You ask with a fake pout and he can’t help but to sigh in relief.
“Do you want to get under the covers?” He offers, and you jump at the invitation.
Obviously after 7,000 years of companionship the two of you, and all of you, were extremely close. But why had you come to see him tonight? Why were you so eager to join him, literally in bed?
“I had a bad night, I was waiting for you to invite me for a cuddle” you giggle, making yourself comfortable beside him.
Druig grins as he looks at you, both of you now propped on your sides to face each other. He feels a twinge of guilt for his filthy thoughts, you just wanted to spend quality time with a good friend.
“So, tell me about your night? What was so bad love?” He asks and the nickname catches you off-guard. You body heats up, and not just from being under the blanket now.
“I don’t know, I just couldn’t sleep. I felt restless. And you…you always make me feel calm; at peace” you shrug and Druig is stunned into momentary silence at your sweet confession.
You are my peace. He wants to say back.
“I’m glad you came…” he trails off, hand reaching to push a few stray strands of hair out of your face. He lets his fingers graze over your cheeks, and the skin there feels like he lit a fire under his touch.
“Druig…” his name falls from your lips in a whisper, just like his dream.
“My beautiful, beautiful y/n. Will you let me have you?” He asks in a voice so heavy with want it sends a red hot pleasure straight to your core.
“Take me, I’m yours” you hum. And then he’s kissing you.
His lips press against yours gently at first, the first taste of him is intoxicating.
You wrap your arms around his neck and pull him to you. His hands gripping your waist as he does the same.
Druig feels his blood boil when you moan against his mouth as your bodies meet. The feeling of you clinging to him, and the soft, sweet touch of your lips on his…it was almost overwhelming.
But in the same instant he wants more.
He pushes you down, so you’re flat on on his bed. His blue eyes raking down your squirming form. You looked flawless splayed out on his mattress. And a feeling of unease washes over him.
“Are you sure this is what you want? That I’m what you want?” He asks. His voice steady, but expression saying everything.
“Druig, you’re all I’ve ever wanted…” you admit, He’s back on you in seconds, leaving wet kisses down the column of your throat.
You let your hands tangle in his dark hair as he nips at the peaks of your breasts. He takes one in his hand, kneading. Mouth still leaving playful bites across your skin. He pulls down the top of your night gown, and you shimmy the rest of the way out of it.
“You’re perfect…” he pulls away to admire you for moment and before you can thank him, his mouth is wrapped around your nipple. You gasp as his tongue swirls around the sensitive bud. His fingers coming up to tweak the other one.
“I love your tits” he growls, switching and giving the other breast the same attention with his tongue.
If Druig’s cock wasn’t fully hard before, it was now.
His fingers dance down your front, tracing over your hips.
Then lower;
Your eyes flutter shut when his knuckle brushes over your sensitive clit. A soft sigh leaving your lips.
He rubs up and and down your thighs. Tongue leaving a wet trail down down your abdomen until he’s face to face with your dripping pussy.
“All this for me, Y/N?” He asks with a smirk, but inside he felt incredulous.
He runs a finger down your folds till he finds your entrance. He looks up you through his lashes for permission.
“Yes, Druig” you beg, sitting up on your elbows. You were panting already and he had barely touched you.
You can feel his slender fingers begin to push into you tentatively and your mouth parts into a small ‘o’ as you watch him.
“So wet, I wanna taste it” he whispers against your mound before he’s lapping at your clit like it’s his job. You fall back into the bed, back arching as he works your pussy.
He’s messy and attentive, paying attention to the things that made you moan the loudest. His fingers speed up inside you, and his mouth focuses on your clit.
Your legs tighten around his head as your orgasm approaches, but he wasn’t stopping until his face was soaked with your juices. He grabs your legs, placing them over his shoulders before he starts licking you again.
Your whimpers echoed through his otherwise quiet room as he devoured you. His fingers return to your pussy, curling them upwards each time they pushed into you.
“Dru… I’m gonna cum!” You warm and he hums against you before sucking on your clit.
Your toes curl as the pleasure crests in your belly, body shaking in ecstasy.
And he licks you clean as you come down, savoring the taste of you.
“Please, Druig; I want to feel all of you” you tell him when he comes up to kiss you. He presses his forehead to yours with a nod.
“I’d do anything you ask Y/N” he says, kicking off his sleep shorts.
He lines up with your entrance, and you both hold you both hold your breath.
He pushes in, just the tip and the moans are already spilling out of you. Druig feels his dick get impossibly harder at the sound of you. He pulls back out, slapping his cock against your clit and then slipping just the head back inside of you.
Your body shudders in pleasure at his actions.
Enough teasing he thinks, he feels like he could explode just looking at you.
He eases in, pressing himself fully into you and your legs wrap around his waist.
“So fucking deep…” you murmur, eyes rolling back at the feel of his thick cock inside of you. Druig’s brow is damp with sweat as he concentrates on fucking you.
He watches you below him, face contorted in pure rapture. Because of him. He thrusts even harder at the thought. You wanted him.
Druig sets an unsparing pace, fucking you like it was the last thing he’d ever do. Fuck, he’d be fine if it was.
Your moans turn to screams as he rams into you over and over. You feel your second climax creeping up and your pussy clenches around him.
His hips stutter, fist slamming into the mattress at the sensation.
“Fuck, I’m not gonna last if you keep that up” he warns and you pull his head down to your mouth so can whisper in his ear.
“So don’t,cum inside me Druig…”
And fuck he wishes it wasn’t over so soon, but as soon as he hears your filthy suggestion his orgasm is ripping through him. His load paints your walls; triggering your own release.
“Wait! I never asked you my question!”
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ahhhh my first Eternals imagine, clearly unedited lol but I’m just so excited! I loved The Eternals so much, I feel so inspired lmao. Send requests and lmk what you guys thought of the movie! Sending love ❤️
