Ratcig - Mentally Disturbed

Here’s some of my favorite comic book Moon Knight moments

edit: It has come to my attention that some of these are fake but i dont care because they’re hilarious and very in character and make me love him more

"Sleeping Beauty"

Aleksander Morozova x Alina Starkov

NSFW

Warnings: Darkfic, non-con, somnophilia (yes, again, hush now), breeding kink, infidelity (not between darklina). Read at your own risk.

I have... No excuse or explanation for this. Oh, but the Darkling is Tsar and married to Svetlana the fjerdan Barbie and of course Alina refuses to be the royal mistress. Not that it does her any good...

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He came at night.

He always came to see her at night, not that she was aware of it, not with how strong the sleeping tea she always had after dinner was, the concoction the only way she could sleep without nightmares or worse, him, invading her dreams anymore.

Had she known what the real, flesh and bone him did to her while she slept, she would have chosen the nightmares.

He hadn't meant for it to become what it was now, had only wanted to see her, make sure she was alright that first night, when she had raged at her punishment, her imprisonment, at him and even at herself, tearing everything in the suite to pieces, lashing out with her light burning bedsheets and curtains and couches, stabbing pillows with the sharp shards of the broken mirror, Fedyor and Genya only managing to calm her down after she had exhausted herself, after almost bringing the tower she was locked in down into the ground. Standing in the midst of her destruction, he couldn't stop the awe, the pride at her sheer power.

Nor could he stop the pang of heart stopping yearning upon seeing her relaxed face, her peaceful smile. She only ever looked at him with her face twisted in fury or disgust when she was awake…

But asleep, she didn't reject him, didn't turn him away, didn't fight his caresses. He could hold her, and touch her, and kiss her to his heart's content.

And he had a greedy heart, he had long ago given up trying to deny it, to deny this, this pull he felt to her, this hunger, this obsession. He had tried to bury it, had punished the both of them for it with a cruelty he hadn't wielded in over four centuries. The worst part was, he had succeeded, every slight, every humiliation pushing her further and further away, beyond the point of no return. It was the only way, knowing if he wasn't strong enough to keep his distance, she would.

He had not anticipated the craving in his bones being so powerful to override even his respect for her consent.

That was how he had found himself here, sitting at the edge of her bed, knuckles grazing her cheekbone, that familiar, electrifying feeling of rightness shooting through his veins like a current with every barely there touch of skin on skin.

Could he really be blamed for having become addicted?

He couldn't, he decided quickly, leaning in to place a soft, chaste kiss on her slack lips. She was too lovely a drug to resist, and he was so tired.

"Moya dusha" Aleksander breathed against her lips, tenderly, almost reverently, "I'm sorry"

That was the only concession he allowed his guilty soul, the only show of regret, before he sat back up, letting his hands fall to the ribbons on her nightgown and unlaced them. It was easy to shut his already weak conscience up as he slid the lace down her shoulders baring golden skin, pert breasts and dark nipples to his starved eyes. Leaning in, he let his lips trail the way down her jaw, her neck, her chest, careful not to leave any marks, knowing if Alina didn't see them, Genya's already mistrustful, hawklike stare would not miss them. He feasted anyway, she was so soft, so warm, her breasts felt so heavy on his tongue he probably couldn't stop himself even if he wanted to, and he didn't want to. Not even when she arched her back, tossing just a little, as if unsure if she wanted to get closer or further away from his assault. It didn't matter anyway, Aleksander wouldn't let her escape, would never let her escape, using his own weight to pin her to the mattress, left hand raising he squeezed and pinched at the tit neglected by his busy mouth.

One long lick of his tongue on one of those dark nipples, and Alina's body was relaxed once again, tiny little whines turning into satisfied sighs.

"Shhhh, is ok, milaya" He soothed, bruising grip turning into restrained pets, "papochka knows what you like…" rolling the covers down her prone body, he promised, "papochka will take care of you…"

Hands traveled down her thighs, her knees, her calves, only to make the way upwards again, taking the gossamer thin nightgown with them, slipping under it. She was so small, his hands could circle her thighs almost completely, thumbs meeting over the place that haunted his dreams and his waking hours the most. There were very few things he liked more than playing with her perfect little cunt, than circling her precious pearl with his fingertips, listening to the breathy sounds leave her plush, parted lips. His fingers traced her pink little slit up and down, gathering and spreading the moisture there, before going in. He always ended up going in, two digits massaging her insides, scissoring, loosing her up for what was to come.

Aleksander withdrew his fingers after just a couple of minutes, too impatient tonight. Using his thumbs to open her up like a flower, he examined Alina's core, wanting to sear every detail into his brain, to get him through the long hours of the day he had to be away from her, running the country, running two armies, biding his time until nightfall, until he could have her like this again.

Thoughtful, he spat on her pussy, watching his saliva trickle down her nether lips, dripping on the sheets. He did it again, until he was satisfied with the wetness, before jumping on his feet and making quick work of his shirt and pants: He needed it tonight, the feel of her skin. Kneeling on the mattress between Alina's parted legs, he took a moment to examine his handiwork.

It was fucking breathtaking, the most debauched, most beautiful thing he had the privilege to witness in his too long life, his sun summoner's flushed cheeks, red bitten breast, glistening cunt, the lace nightdress a pitiful strip of bunched fabric covering only her belly. He moaned at the sight, the one, two, perfunctory pumps he gave his cock completely unneeded, he was already rock hard and purple and angry. His body rebelled against every second he wasn't inside her, crippling him with need. He apologized again, fully aware that her body wasn't ready yet to welcome him, but he couldn't wait a second longer. Bracing himself on an elbow next to her head, using his other hand to line himself with her opening, he pushed his way in.

Warmth. Like sunshine gripping his cock in a too tight vice, always so overwhelming at first. The tether wide open between them, Alina's light singing through his veins, his shadows flooding hers. He kissed away the tiny frown of discomfort marring her face, rocking his hips against hers without withdrawing, giving her time to adjust to him, to get wetter before starting to thrust into her.

It wasn't as if being like that, so deep inside her he could swear he could see the outline of his cock in her navel, was unpleasant. He was large, a lot bigger and taller than her, needed to hunch over her body, bend himself almost in half to rain open mouthed kisses on her neck again, enjoying the taste of her on his tongue, her perfume invading his lungs, her pliant flesh under his hands, her hot little cunt around his dick as he kept undulating his hips, gaining momentum. So good like that, with her filling his senses, Alina everywhere, Alina forever.

It was intoxicating.

The way her inky black hair spread on the pillows like tendrils of his own shadows, the way her breasts fit perfectly in his hands, the way she could take him into his body all the way in… she was meant for him, made for him by the making itself.

Spurred by that thought, soon enough he was pistoning in and out of Alina hard enough to push her up the bed, and he had to snake his arm under her back, hand around her shoulder, anchoring her to him, moaning into her ear with abandon. Her breathing was heavier too, sweet little hiccups leaving her lips in time with his thrusts and he could feel it, feel the pleasure washing over her like a sweet summer shower, slow like honey, edges blurred by the veil of unconsciousness, but undoubtedly there. And he was the one making her feel that way, tearing the sensations out of her limp body. Her little cunt was rippling for him. She could be cold and proud during the day, but at night she was his. At night she couldn't pretend, her body gave her away. She wanted him just as much as he wanted her, he could feel it in the way she squeezed him, how much her tight little pussy craved his come.

He changed the angle, pushing in as far as he could go, pubic bone rubbing against her clit, and yes, that was it, right there. Her skin began to glow with pale moonlight, shinning just for him and suddenly the coil was snapping, and he was soaring, falling over the edge with her, pumping his seed so deep inside he was painting her womb black.

One final grunt, one final thrust and he all but collapsed, catching himself on his other hand so as not to crush the precious creature underneath him. He couldn't roll off her, not just yet, needed to keep her plugged and full of his come just a little bit longer. Sitting up some, he hooked her knees in his elbows, pushing her legs up against her torso. It would take this time, he was sure of it, the moon was just right, he had memorized her cicle long ago, she was fertile tonight. Soon, he would see her body ripe in front of him, he would see her belly swell, those beautiful tits get heavy with milk to feed their child. Aleksander could feel himself getting hard again just thinking about it.

Their child. A baby girl or boy with his hair and her eyes, the pitter-patter of their tiny feet filling the palace hallways, their giggles lighting up the throne room like their mother's light did so long ago. Even if they weren't a shadow or sun summoner, they would be just as powerful, they would not fade like the thousands of grishenka he had raised and buried, no, not them.

They would be forever.

When his advisors had first told him their idea to solidify his reign, he had recoiled, the idea of fathering a child with Svetlana, of a fat cherub with her hair or light eyes, so much like Annika's, made his skin crawl. The possibility of them inheriting her vapidness or any of her personality traits was even worse.

But he knew they were right. He had no need for an heir but the people didn't know that, and in their eyes, a prince or princess was a promise of continuity, of stability.

He also knew it didn't need to be Svetlana's, only his. The Lanstovs hadn't had a use for it in generations, but there was an old law still in validity, that stated if the queen was unable to conceive or carry a pregnancy to term, a bearer could be employed. The honour of bearing the Tsar's child would fall on one of the Queen's ladies or maids, and the resulting prince or princess would enjoy the full titles and privileges as if they were born into wedlock.

Aleksander knew the perfect maiden for such a task.

With half the country already venerating her over Svetlana, he knew the legitimacy of the children of Sankta Alina would be unquestioned.

Sankta Alina… Aleksander had met many saints during his long, long existence, and no one had ever seemed as ethereal, as supernatural as the girl under him, still glowing faintly, her long lashes casting shadows on her cheeks, lips red and swollen, parting invitingly as she sighed, satisfied, in her sleep. He captured them in his one more time, her taste enough to make him ravenous for her again. And he could indulge, couldn't he? After all, the more of his seed inside her, the better. And he was going to give her every. Last. Drop...

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For one anon who asked for nsfw leon Kennedy with s/o who escaped.

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Tw: dubious consent, explicit content,not for kids, don't read if you're under 18!!!!!!!.

"what am going to do with you" leon chest was flush with y/n's back. "I just want to protect you" leon wanted to wait untill y/n had settled in before taking the final step, but you ran from him. So as an punishment he decided to evoke that adjustment period, if y/n refuses to see and accept the love he has for her. He had no choice but to force her too. But first y/n needed to clean up, she was covered in mud due to her escape into the wilderness, he led her to the bathroom. Upon turning on the shower head leon looked up expectantly. "Take off your clothes and get into the shower" "not in front of you". Leon sighed , he pulled your shirt up. "No!no!no!" Y/n fought with him to keep her shirt on. Leon picked up the girl and carried her into the shower. Holding her from behind. "Nothing to be shy about baby, com'on baby don't hide from me" he pulled off the rest of the girls clothes. Throwing them out of the shower, hitting the bathroom tile with an wet plop. Leon stripped naked pushing his naked body against her,so she could feel what she does to him. Y/ns face was burning red, eyes on the floor. Leon slides down y/ns bra strap, kissing where it once clung to her shoulder, doing the same with the other. He turned her around, large callused hands creeping up her back, stoping at an certain clasp. "Please, please don't" leon touched noses with her, staring lovingly into her eyes. "Shh. It's ok". Y/n's bra joined the rest of her clothing. Her hands quickly went up to cover her breasts, but leon caught them, using his police issued handcuffs , he secured them above the head, leaving her vulnerable to his love. Leon takes an step back to appreciate the scenery , whistling in that way men do when they see something they like. Y/n face burned with shame. Looking intensely into her eyes he groped her. Rubbing the hard tips with his thumbs. Leon chuckled in an deep affection way, "that feel's good, huh" y/n squealed unable to hold the sounds in. The water was now freezing, leon leaned down slightly to turn the water off, giving y/n the chance to stare through the crack of the shower curtain, twords the fogged up mirror. But was pulled from her trance by the shock of an hot wet mouth running along her exposed chest, squeaking when he started to suck. Y/n knew the basics of sex, but not much else, so she had no idea why he would want to do thanks, "why are you. " y/n's voice sounded so outraged and horrified , leon didn't have time to be shocked at her inexperience before laughing his ass off. "Why are you laughing" y/n said venomously. "You know nothing about sex don't you" " well, leon I was told enough about it to know it's not whatever the fuck this is!!!". "Your Innocence is cute,can't wait to see how you will react to all the fun new things I'll show you" leon rose up, and kissed the nape of y/n's neck. "I'll Teach you everything you need to know" leon then ran his tongue up her earlobe, before returning to that sweet spot on her neck, mouthing it. "Asshole" y/n bit, voice shaky from anticipation. At some point going "fuck it" and deciding to just loose herself in the stream of endorphins slow and sweet as honey. Picking up on her surrender, leon whisked her away to his bedroom, placing her gently onto the bed. He kissed her passionately, while rubbing himself on her soaked underwear. "Does it feel good" leon asked urgently, "um...yeah..?" He smiled mischievously, stopping momentarily only to pick up harder and faster. "Arnghh" he smiled at the cute noises the girl made, holding her down as she squirmed underneath him. Her moans and pant increasing in volume and frequency. ," Done this before?" "No....sorry" leon stoped and patted her on the head. "Nothing to be sorry about, how do you finish off ?" Y/n blushed at his crassness " how would I know, never done anything close to this" leon looked at the girl shocked "you've never.." "yeah.." y/n interrupted. "It's ok, I'll take care of you baby". Leon kissed his way down her stomach, pulling the waistband of her underwear with his teeth. "Your so wet, and smell so good" leon

ripped her underwear in two "I bet you taste good too..". Y/n thought she was ready for it, but now that the reality of the situation is slapping her in the face, she was scared. "No!no!no!" She tried to push his face away, but that resulted in him spreading her thighs further, and pushing her legs up. Folding her in half, only exposing her more. He buried his face in her. Each stroke of his tongue melting her."what am going to do with you" leon chest was flush with y/n's back. "I just want to protect you" leon wanted to wait untill y/n had settled in before taking the final step, but you ran from him. So as an punishment he decided to evoke that adjustment period, if y/n refuses to see and accept the love he has for her. He had no choice but to force her too. But first y/n needed to clean up, she was covered in mud due to her escape into the wilderness, he led her to the bathroom. Upon turning on the shower head leon looked up expectantly. "Take off your clothes and get into the shower" "not in front of you". Leon sighed , he pulled your shirt up. "No!no!no!" Y/n fought with him to keep her shirt on. Leon picked up the girl and carried her into the shower. Holding her from behind. "Nothing to be shy about baby, com'on baby don't hide from me" he pulled off the rest of the girls clothes. Throwing them out of the shower, hitting the bathroom tile with an wet plop. Leon stripped naked pushing his naked body against her,so she could feel what she does to him. Y/ns face was burning red, eyes on the floor. Leon slides down y/ns bra strap, kissing where it once clung to her shoulder, doing the same with the other. He turned her around, large callused hands creeping up her back, stoping at an certain clasp. "Please, please don't" leon touched noses with her, staring lovingly into her eyes. "Shh. It's ok". Y/n's bra joined the rest of her clothing. Her hands quickly went up to cover her breasts, but leon caught them, using his police issued handcuffs , he secured them above the head, leaving her vulnerable to his love. Leon takes an step back to appreciate the scenery , whistling in that way men do when they see something they like. Y/n face burned with shame. Looking intensely into her eyes he groped her. Rubbing the hard tips with his thumbs. Leon chuckled in an deep affection way, "that feel's good, huh" y/n squealed unable to hold the sounds in. The water was now freezing, leon leaned down slightly to turn the water off, giving y/n the chance to stare through the crack of the shower curtain, twords the fogged up mirror. But was pulled from her trance by the shock of an hot wet mouth running along her exposed chest, squeaking when he started to suck. Y/n knew the basics of sex, but not much else, so she had no idea why he would want to do thanks, "why are you. " y/n's voice sounded so outraged and horrified , leon didn't have time to be shocked at her inexperience before laughing his ass off. "Why are you laughing" y/n said venomously. "You know nothing about sex don't you" " well, leon I was told enough about it to know it's not whatever the fuck this is!!!". "Your Innocence is cute,can't wait to see how you will react to all the fun new things I'll show you" leon rose up, and kissed the nape of y/n's neck. "I'll Teach you everything you need to know" leon then ran his tongue up her earlobe, before returning to that sweet spot on her neck, mouthing it. "Asshole" y/n bit, voice shaky from anticipation. At some point going "fuck it" and deciding to just loose herself in the stream of endorphins slow and sweet as honey. Picking up on her surrender, leon whisked her away to his bedroom, placing her gently onto the bed. He kissed her passionately, while rubbing himself on her soaked underwear. "Does it feel good" leon asked urgently, "um...yeah..?" He smiled mischievously, stopping momentarily only to pick up harder and faster. "Arnghh" he smiled at the cute noises the girl made, holding her down as she squirmed underneath him. Her moans and pant increasing in volume and frequency. ," Done this before?" "No....sorry" leon

stopped and patted her on the head. "Nothing to be sorry about, how do you finish off ?" Y/n blushed at his crassness " how would I know, never done anything close to this" leon looked at the girl shocked "you've never.." "yeah.." y/n interrupted. "It's ok, I'll take care of you baby". Leon kissed his way down her stomach, pulling the waistband of her underwear with his teeth. "Your so wet, and smell so good" leon ripped her underwear in two "I bet you taste good too..". Y/n thought she was ready for it, but now that the reality of the situation is slapping her in the face, she was scared. "No!no!no!" She tried to push his face away, but that resulted in him spreading her thighs further, and pushing her legs up. Folding her in half, only exposing her more. He buried his face in her. Each stroke of his tongue melting her. "So sweet baby girl" leon said pausing for an minute before lapping at her like a man starved. And then stopping when she was close. Now between her legs he placed his dick on her stomach. "Look at how you make me feel" y/n obliged , it was painfully red and hard. Folding her in half, he finally entered her. Y/n moaned at how full she felt, shrieking when he hit that spot inside of her. He stopped and chuckled , giving her an mischievous look, telling her exactly what he planned. "No, no it's to much" y/n plead, but leon just pulled her body flush with his, catching her lips in a kiss, and then completely abused the spot. She passed out after 2 rounds. Leon cuddled her unconscious body, holding it protectively as he kissed her ear, pulling out something from under his bed. He clamped it on her ear, y/n woke up," what the fuck was that" leon chuckled before releasing her poor ear from it's jaws. "An microchip"

God this is so embarrassing , I hope you guys like it .