#scarecrow x reader
Back with another request! This one featuring a living scarecrow, very nsfw, if you don’t like degrading/choking, turn back! Otherwise enjoy! *Disclaimer: None of the pics are mine! All credit goes to original artist.
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A wooden hand wrapped around your throat while the other tangled into your fiery red hair that Loki had stated more than once he adored. “Look at you taking my cock like a whore.” He growled, a shiver running along your spine at the statement. Normally you would fire something back at him, but with the position you were in, he was hitting all the right areas that made you see stars. A pathetic whine of a moan came from you, he tugged on your hair hard enough to tilt your head back, your green eyes meeting the hollows of his own.
“Pathetic little girl, do you always sound like that?” His voice never wavered, but with the way his grip occasionally loosened on your hair before tightening again, you knew that he was enjoying it as much as you were.
It wasn’t the first time you had snuck out of your house to go down into the fields where Loki was usually patrolling with a scythe resting on his shoulder. The fields were his, he had been taking care of them for the elderly farmer that owned the land, the first run in you had with him was nothing short of fascination. That was until you had said something snarky to him in which he had shot back that you could put your mouth to good use for something else instead of insulting him. It was the first of many nights you had spent with the scarecrow that patrolled the fields, truth was you didn’t know how he even had a cock, you had assumed that it was just part of the magic keeping him together.
A harsh slap to your rear brought you back to the present, a moan ripping its way from your lips as he guided you to ride him harder. “There we go princess, thought I lost you for a second…” He cooed in such a way that had you throwing a glare at him.
“Not a fucking princess…” You hisses, raking your nails down his chest that had a hiss slipping from him, you adored the sound more than what you’d like to admit.
He was close, you knew it by the way his grip on your throat started to lax more and more. The hand that had been in your hair had slipped to your waist to guide you into a hard, rough pace that he had liked. “Gonna cum already?” You teased, his gaze locking onto yours as he huffed in response.
“Think you can actually take it this time?” He gritted out between a groan, the sound almost music to your ears as you knew you were the only one to bring him to this state. You rolled your eyes, though you weren’t far behind him.
“I took it last time, didn’t I?” You shot back at him, he was beginning to grind up into you sloppily as he was chasing after his high.
“Like a good slut.” The phrase had you tipping over the edge, tightening around him as wave after wave of pleasure had washed over you, a soft moan coming from you as he continued to guide you to ride him throughout it until he had reached his own. The two of you laid there catching your breath.
“You’re still a bitch… But you’re mine.” Loki finally mumbled after a few moments, his fingers gently carding through your hair as you laughed quietly.
“Yeah, and you’re my asshole.” You responded, a chuckle coming from him as you both laid there fully knowing that you would be back the next night for the exact same thing.
You: This is too hot. I can’t eat this.
Jonathan: You’re too hot and that doesn’t stop me from eating you.
Victor Fries:*chokes*
Oswald: *slams fork down* ONE BRUNCH! ALL I WANT IS ONE NORMAL BRUNCH WITH YOU PEOPLE!
