if possible can you write a Jude Bellingham x male reader fic with smut, if you don't mind, with bottom reader?
i'd really appreciate it but if you don't want to you don't have to thank you
Hello, I actually have a few different fandoms Iâll write for. Unfortunately I donât write for actual people, itâs just characters from shows and things
Short answer : Yes, the new one will hopefully be out in a few days :)
Long answer : Iâve been through a little rough patch emotionally and mentally recently, my family and I had to say goodbye to one of our senior dogs last week and itâs hit me harder than I thought it would (weâve known it would happen soon but itâs still a shock) plus Iâve been making sure to keep the other one in my sights to make sure heâs okay and not depressed and my dadâs also recently had eye surgery so Iâve taken over the driving responsibilities and itâs just a lot right now, but Iâm slowly getting back into the swing of things and should be uploading more in August.
Can you please either post this ask or make a post letting me know if it's ok, I hope it is.
June 30th birthday request: Steve Rogers x She Hulk x Natasha Romanoff x Carol Danvers x Wanda Maximoff.
The women aren't really a fan of Steve but he's in love with them all, he constantly flirts and asks them out even though they say they aren't into him and even call him an annoying loser to his face all in all they hate him and treat him like crap but he's in love with all four of them and doesn't care. One day She Hulk is looking for towels but can't find any so she decides to just go into the mens communal shower room and sees Steve showering and is shocked to see his cock is HUGE just swinging between his legs so she takes a picture and leaves (the whole time he doesn't notice) she goes to the other woman and shows them the photo shocking them all so they decide to use him, they go into the shower room as he's drying off and pull the towel away from him and are saying things like "I thought you were completely useless but seeing that cock tells me your at least good for one thing" and then they ask him if he wants to be their sex toy to which he enthusiastically agrees so they tell him to get on his hands and knees and he does as she hulk grabs his hair they start walking as she hulk has a hold of his hair and he's crawling naked with his big cock swinging between his legs after walking awhile they get to the living room and she lets go of his hair as they strip they tell him since he's already in that position to twerk and so he does he starts shaking americas ass for them after he gets up on his knees as they stand before him nude his eyes widen as he tells them they all have the most beautiful pussys ever surprisingly Carol has four shot glasses and when he asks what they're for she tells him he'll see and to start eating them out so he does swapping between eating their pussies until they're close and they tell him to stop as they each get a shot glass they start fingering themselves holding it until they each cum thick globs of cream filling the shot glasses and they place them in front of him telling them to drink which he does excitedly after drinking them all he starts trying to lick the insides of the shot glass until she hulk slaps it out of his hand and calls him a worthless whore to which he agrees calling himself a worthless pussy hound so they put him in the Amazon position (write it in detail) and they're using his cock taking turns riding him and creaming all over his dick first she hulk, then Natasha, the Wanda, then Carol (but halfway through when Natasha is riding him he starts shouting over and over that he's cumming so she gets off him and jerks him off causing him to cum on himself before she gets on and starts riding again (whole time in the Amazon position) they've all came so much that by the time they're done there's cream dripping from his cock to his balls all the way down to his asshole which since he's still in the Amazon position they take a photo and then they smack his hard cock a few times until he cums and they walk away leaving him but not before telling him he's their sex toy which causes him to reply that it's the best day ever after sitting there catching his breath he stands up just to get a text and he sees they made a group chat with just the five of them and they send him the photos causing him to smile and set it as his screen saver.
context Steve is a love sick puppy but isnât given the time of day until four ladies finally find out what he can actually do for them.
comments Happy belated Birthday đ hopefully itâs what you wanted and was worth the extra wait
Steve had spent the better part of two years trying to crack through to at least one of the four women he was hopelessly in love with, but all he got for his efforts were laughing in his face and told to dream on because it was never going to happen.
First he tried Carol, being in the forces together he thought she might be the easiest to warm up. But as soon as he spoke to her she made it clear she hated him, she told him; "You're just the pretty boy for the army's posters to get them more recruits, Iâm the real deal.â
Natash was his second choice, he approached her in the tower's gym. Sparking up a conversation about being heroâs together while sneaking up on her was a bad idea, she flipped him so fast it felt like his stomach was still in a different place as he lay on the ground.
âDonât think for a second that you and I are the same Rogers,â She sneered. âYou chose this life, I didnât.â Then she left, with Steve still laid on the floor staring at the ceiling.
Wanda had always watched him, not because she liked him but so he couldnât sneak up on her. She disliked the captain ever since she met him, his cheery attitude rubbed her the wrong way, so she tried to keep her distance.
Which is why Steve only admired her from afar, he sent her presents. Hand made drawings that ended up ripped in half and stuffed into the bin. Sets of expensive jewellery that she gifted to the younger female employees of Shield. Poems and short stories that she didnât read, she simply screwed up and tossed them aside.
Steve almost didnât want to approach She-Hulk, with how temperamental Hulk could be he didnât know if his cousin was the same or if she was able to keep her cool. It wasnât until he saw how she handled a stressful situation that he decided to try, he had an extra ticket for some show he liked and decided to ask her.
She just laughed in his face, her large frame practically dwarfing his as she stood in all her green glory. âNow why would I go out with you?â She mocked him. âThereâs so many decent men out there, why would I waste my time on the pathetic ones?â She laughed before walking away.
Everyday he would compliment them and flirt with them at breakfast, and every day he would have coffee thrown on his lap or receive a slice of butted toast to the side of the head followed by a hurl of insults and profanity that would make the devil himself blush.
And even with all the negative comments, the wave of a dismissive hand, and the emotional toll it took on his spirit sometimes he never gave up. Like the love sick man he was, he fought everyday to try and get them to notice him but nothing seemed to work.
His personality was just something they didnât like, but Steve wasnât swayed by it, he still walked the halls like a man that had won the lottery.
Things seemed to take a turn one afternoon, most of the avengers were out taking advantage of the slow day and were out in the warm sun doing something or other while a few introverts were in their bedrooms or in different parts of the tower.
She-Hulk had finished her work out and was looking around the ladies locker room for a spare towel, but after checking all the cupboards and the supply closest in and outside the shower room she decided to check the menâs.
Steve had finished his workout half an hour before She-Hulk and was currently taking a long shower since he knew he was alone this afternoon. He had some 40âs music playing in the background as he stood under the sprinkle of water, paying no mind to his surroundings thinking he was alone.
She-Hulk didnât care that she could hear someone in the showers, it wasnât like she was going to hang around anyway. All she wanted was a towel or two, and she soon found a pile of them sitting on a bench.
As she picked up two towels she caught a glimpse of a naked butt, two round globes staring at her as she sneakily looked the guy over. Her interest turned to disgust when she realised it was Steve, almost wanting to sit on the bench and watch him scramble to cover up when he realised.
Then he turned around.
She-Hulk had to choke back a gasp, pressing herself against the wall to try and hide. She peeked around the corner and watched as he washed his body, his hands scrubbing over his top half before coming to wash over his twelve inch long eight inch round thick cock, the large appendage swinging between his legs lazily as he moved beneath the water.
Quickly she pulled out her phone, switching to the camera she checked the flash was off and zoomed in before taking a photo of Steve.
His head was thrown back to rinse the shampoo from his scalp and his muscular arms flexing as he ran his hands though his hair, and the rest of his body glistening with water droplets all the way down his chest to his stomach and over his trimmed bush to his cock.
She stuffed the phone back into her shorts pocket, taking a moment to wrap her head around the fact Steve Rogers had something so perfect between his legs. She couldnât believe it, she didnât want to believe it but here she was. Hiding in the menâs shower room, heart racing and pulse thumping.
She-Hulk dipped behind the wall, her breathing was uneven as she tried to process what she had just witnessed. The image burned into her brain as she left the shower room, tossing the towels on the floor she abandoned her shower and ran straight to the other women who were sitting in the communal living area just chatting among themselves.
As she closed the distance between her friends and the door she once again took out of her phone, Carol was the first to greet her with a simple âHeyâ before Natasha saw the look on her face and asked; âWhat the hellâs got you all worked up?â
Thrusting the phone between the three of them she just watched their mixed reactions. All three went through the motions of disgust of not wanting to see Steve naked, confusion as they really looked at the photo and a mix of amazement and complete shock when they saw the best part of the photo.
Wanda looked up at She-Hulk and asked, âHeâs in the shower right now?â
âYep.â She-Hull replied simply.
Natasha stared at the phone a little longer than the rest, zooming in and out on different parts of his body. She handed it back over to She Hulk and crossed her arms over her chest.
âHeâs been a whining little bitch for too long, and sure weâd have to listen to his love shit but girls-â she paused, looking around at them. âHeâs got something I think we all need.â
A chorus of eager agreements and enthusiastic hell yeahs went around the room, the four of them took off for the menâs locker room. Making sure to disable the cameras beforehand, just so no one saw what they were about to do, and snuck into the shower room.
Steve had finished his shower, his hair damp and dripping little droplets of water over his back and a towel hung around his hips as he used a smaller one to dry off his upper body.
All four of them crowded around him, Carol was the one to yank the towel away from his body. The cotton fabric burned against his skin as it was forced away from him, sending an electric shock through him as he spun around. His large cock swung violently at the forces he turned with.
âYouâre not supposed to be in here.â Was his only defence at being cornered by the four women he was so in love with, large hands trying to cover his manhood as they all ogled his body.
She-Hulk tutted. âI thought you were completely useless, but seeing that perfect cock tells me you're at least good for one thing.â
Natasha laughed. âI knew he would come in handy for something one day, but fuck- I didnât think it would be something like this.â
Carol cocked her head, watching his hands try to cover himself but fail miserably. âLook at that, his hands are too small to cover his cobra, how cute.â .
âLook at the little loser getting all red and shy, itâs almost like heâs never had a woman look at him before,â Wanda cooed mockingly
Carol snorted a laugh. âI donât think you can call him little anymore, Wanda. He seems to have one big thing going for him.â
Steve stood there, taking in their gaze and praying that it wasn't a dream. They were finally talking about him, and it was good. His hands shook slightly at the fear of being rejected while being so vulnerable, his cock twitched the more the four women spoke about him like he was just an object for them to use.
âSo what do you say, Rogers?â Natasha asked, bringing him back to reality. âWill you be our good toy and let us use you?â
Steve nodded so fast his neck hurt, Wanda laughed at him as she stepped forward. âBeing our pet wonât be easy. Youâll have to be available when we want, not you.â
âI understand.â
Carol gripped the back of his hair, pulling him down to her level. âWe will be expecting absolute perfection from you Captain, you think you can handle that?â
Steve nodded. âYes Maâam.â
âWeâll go over the finer details later, right now you need to get down on your hands and knees for us.â She-Hulk stepped to the side of him, her hand guiding him to the floor until heâs on his hands and knees. Staring up at them.
She-Hulk takes hold of his hair and uses it as a leash, pulling him behind her as the four of them walk out of the showers.
Towels and clothes long forgotten as Steve crawled beside her, soft whines leaving him when She-Hulk would tug a little harder to get him to keep up with her.
His long cock skimmed across the laminated floor, the occasional twitch of arousal caused a small thump against the ground as he continued to crawl in the centre of the women.
His knees burned from the strip of carpet that lined the hallways, and the roughness against his feet would cause burns to appear over the next few hours. But he was in heaven, being escorted by his hair towards the living room felt like a prize.
With all four women talking between themselves as they ignored him, he was leaving a trail of pre-cum in the hall.
When they get to the living room She-Hulk shoves him into the middle of them, Steve stumbles a little but stays in the same position on his hands and knees just staring at their feet.
One by one each woman slowly strips off their clothes, and somewhere in Steveâs lustful haze he hears one of them say, âDonât just stand there and gawk, shake that ass and give up a show.â
So he does.
He tries his best to twerk for them but he doesn't have the right hip movements, his back and is doing most of the work and heâs shaking his hips side to side and moving his whole body like heâs trying to shake something off himself.
Natasha pushes him with her foot, causing him to stumble onto his side. He gets back onto his knees, sits back on his feet and looks up at the four women before him and his mouth drops open.
Theyâre all naked, clothes thrown around the room without a care and the four of them sprawled out on the couch beside each other.
âWow,â Steve breathes out. Head spinning as he looks them up and down, eyes darting between their legs and over their chests several times. âThey are the most beautiful pussies Iâve ever seen.â
Carol leans forward and places four shot glasses on the table, Steve cocks his head and frowns slightly.
âWhat are they for?â He asks.
âTheyâre for later,â She says simply. Carol sits back on the couch and waves him over, he crawls to her and stops just before he can actually touch her. âRight now youâre going to please every single one of us, weâll tell you when to move onto the next.â
Steve didnât need to be told twice, he dove headfirst into Carolâs pussy. His mouth latching onto her like a man starved, thrusting his tongue between her folds and under the hood of her clit. Licking every inch of her, covering her whole pussy with his saliva trying to taste every bit.
Carol had her head back, enjoying the feeling of the pathetic man beneath her trying so hard. She gripped his hair, keeping his head in place and she used him as her sex toy. Grinding her cunt against his face, over his mouth up to his nose and back down. The bump of his nose caused sparks to ignite though her body, lighting up the fire in her veins.
Steve knelt like a good pupper, mouth slightly parted and tongue out for her to use. Panting out deep breaths as she smothered him with her pussy, his head was fuzzy and his scalp burning as she never let up her grip on his head.
Steve could taste her cream as it leaked from her hole and into his mouth, he tried desperately to lick at it but Carol kept him in one place. âDonât get cocky, this isnât about you.â She snapped, Steve whined in defeat.
Just when Steve thought he would get the taste of her orgasm Carol shoved him back, he stumbled back onto his ass and sat there stunned. Panting hard and staring at her in confusion, his tongue still out as he took in deep breaths.
âYou havenât earned my orgasm yet, now go please someone else.â Carol snapped her fingers, Steve got to his knees and crawled to Wanda.
Once again he was between her legs, his face smooshed into her snatch as she lay her legs over his shoulders and kept his head snug between her thighs. âShow me why they call you captain, take charge of the situation.â
Steve, while sucking at her clit, nodded his head wildly and locked in. Her hands came to rest on the couch for balance, he dipped his head and fucked her pussy hole with his tongue. The long thick muscle dipping in and out at a rapid pace, licking every inch he could reach before licking a bold stripe up her cunt to her clit.
Abusing the small bud with his lips he sucked harshly and in circles, moaning softly causing a vibration from his throat and through her body.
A zap of electricity ran through the both of them, Wandaâs back arching as Steve tried to push himself closer to her and squashed his nose against her pubis and felt the lack of oxygen in the way his head spun and his body felt light.
Wanda used her legs to kick him back, the two of them breathless as Steve sat back on his feet. His eyes never left her face as she motioned for him to move, with one last sweep over her body he made a beeline for the next woman.
Natasha had been playing with herself, her cunt glistening in her juices as Steve closed in. His mouth covered in drool and slick of the other two, Natasha smiled as he crawled to her and held open her pussy for him.
âUse your teeth,â She told him. Steve dove straight in, kissing his way around her pussy and biting softly. He took one of her lips into his mouth, softly sucking and nibbling on the flesh before moving onto the next one then making his way to her clit.
His teeth scraped against the small bud before he licked over it with harsh strokes, using one of his hands he tried to touch himself but Natasha caught on.
She slapped the back of his head. âCarol already told you this isnât about you, you donât get to cum until we say so.â
Steve nodded and let go of himself, his hands planted on his thighs as he worked his mouth on her. He was so lost in the taste and sensation of her he didnât even notice the puddle of pre-cum between his legs from hearing the sweet sound of her mains.
Eventually he was pulled away, She-Hulk had a hold of his hair and dragged him away. Tutting at Natasha as she lost herself in the moment, almost ruining the best part. Natasha smiled sheepishly as she shrugged and went back to teasing herself.
Steve didnât even have time to realise what was going on before he was pushed into another cunt, his nose brushing against her clit as he latched on without question. His brain was fuzzing with arousal and his body was acting on instinct, loud moans and sighs left him as he ate She-Hulk out.
She-Hulk patted his head, kept him on target and watched as he pleased her. His jaw had begun to ache but he didnât care, he needed this so bad he would happily suffer the consequences later.
He ate her out with such confidence. Licking, biting, nibbling, sucking, he did everything he could to get her taste into his system. He drenched himself in her fluids and his own dribble, a feeling of desperation flooded his body as he ravished her.
She-Hulk was pleased, enjoying how desperate he was to please where. The enjoyable buzz that swam around her body had her on her toes, the electric feeling from his manipulation was breath taking.
Steve was on his knees for what felt like hours, switching between each woman after a few minutes or when they laughed him away. His knees and feet were scraped with carpet burns, his hands raw and pruned from holding onto the couch and fingering them when he couldnât use his mouth.
Just as heâs about to move onto another one heâs pushed back, sitting on his ass he watches in amazement as the four of them grab a shot glass in unison and hold it to their bodies. Fingering and teasing themselves they all get themselves off in front of him, and he canât do anything but watch.
He watches as they fuck themselves, all moaning and groaning at their own hands as beads of cream dribble from their holes and slowly drip into the glass. His eyes flicker between all four of them as his cock bounces, every time one of them fills the glass a little more his body shudders with pleasure.
Eventually they all cum, thick globs of their own creaming cup filling the shit glasses. Some even over flowing and dribbling down their hand, they each place the glasses on the table and tell him to drink up.
Steve wastes no time, grabbing them one by one he shoots it back and swallows it right down. He takes his time licking the glass clean of each, his tongue running around the inside of the glass with pure desperation to get more of the taste.
When he turns the glass around is when She-Hulk slaps it from his hands. âEnough,â She barks. âYouâre nothing but a worthless whore, arenât you?â
Steve nods. âYes.â He answers. âNothing but a worthless pussy hound.â
They all laugh at him, revelling in the sight of the great Captain America on his knees in such a pathetic way just for them.
Natasha waves him up. âGet on the couch, weâre not done with you yet.â
Steve climbs up, sitting on the couch he watches them as She-Hulk comes over. At first he thinks sheâs about to ride him, but that soon changes when she drags him down the sofa so heâs on his back.
She pushes his legs up so his ass, balls and cock are on display. His knees are pressed against his chest and his large cock is bobbing up and down, she groans at the sight of him and climbs on top of him.
Using his legs to steady herself she lines him up with her hole and slides down, itâs a pleasant stretch as she takes him balls deep. An obvious bulge in her stomach as she sits down, his feet are beside her head as she leans forward to get a better grip.
Steveâs cock is pressing into her walls deliciously as she grinds her hips back and forth, trying to chase the same feeling he gave her with his mouth. With his legs against his chest She-Hulk felt a wave of power rush though her whole body, she fucks herself harder on his cock.
The other three are sitting on the couch still, lazily playing with themselves as they watch. Steveâs face is scrunched up in pleasure and his eyes are closed as he relishes in the feeling of her pussy wrapped so snugly around his cock, part of him doesnât want to open his eyes in case itâs a dream.
After all those years of pining they finally saw him, and it may not be how he wanted it to be but with these women he would take what he could get. And if all he could get was being used as a sex toy he would accept it, because the pleasure was unbelievable and he never wanted to go another day without it again.
She-Hulk gripped his calves, her nails digging into the flesh as she groaned and moaned her way through her orgasm. Her cunt clenching and unclenching around his cock was torture, he so badly wanted to cum but She-Hulk had other ideas as she sat ontop of him.
Playing with her clit she gave herself a second orgasm, rocking her hips slightly and enjoying the full feeling in her stomach as her body buzzed with the afterglow of her orgasm she smiled down at Steve as he panted like a dog.
âOne down, three to go.â
Climbing off him Steve had no time to prepare or ask about another position as Natasha slid herself down his aching cock. Her tight cunt gripping him tightly as she slowly descended, her eyes locked on his face as he panted and whined.
She decided to torture him a little, letting his legs kart to the side of her she used his stomach as a perch and circled her hips as he whimpered though desperately breaths. âPlease.â
She smirked, letting her hands run over his body before she sat up and lifted part way off his cock before dropping back down. She did that a few times, lifting off until only the tip of him was inside and dropped back down, the feeling of him battering her cervix turned her on and the pathetic way he moaned even more so.
She used him for all he had and a little more, fucking herself desperately as she ignored his pants and moans about feeling good. She didnât care, she just wanted to get herself off on something half decent and move on.
She only paid attention when he screamed, âIâm gonna cum, please let me cum.â Then she jumped off him and stoked his cock, using both her hands she jerked him off over his own chest. Thick ropes of cum slashing against his toned body, his head rolled as the pleasure washed over him.
She jerked him off for a moment longer, making sure he was finished before letting him back inside her and continuing to use him. It isn't long before she cums on her cock, rings of cum around the base of his cock as she lets the aftershocks wash over her body while heâs still inside her.
Wanda is already so close to cumming from watching the other two she doesnât waste time with teasing or the rich position. She just pushes his legs to the side of his head and tells him to hold, Steve grips the back of his thighs and holds them out her way as she slid him into her cunt.
Sheâs wild in the way she bounces on him, using his body as a sex trampoline she bounces on and off with ease. His thick cock bulging her stomach and his balls slapping against her ass she she fucks him as hard as she can, her hands rest on his chest as she leans forward.
Her face so close to him heâs sure heâs about to pass out, watching his face she laughs when the thought of kissing her passes through his mind. She shakes her head and leans back up, throwing her head back as the tight elastic band feeling in her stomach snaps. She lets out a long moan while continuing to use his cock, she thrusts herself down onto him trying to prolong the feeling.
Wandaâs body feels like jelly, she can hardly stay up as Carol lifts her off him and takes her place. She has one foot on the couch beside him and the other on the floor, using his cock to tease her clit, he bites his lip hard and furrows his brows.
Carol lets his legs down so theyâre loose in the air, she watches as they bounce while she uses him. So helpless under her, yet so happy to be in such a position. She uses his thighs to pull herself onto him, gripping his muscular legs she starts with a soft slow pace to get used to him.
The feeling of being so full with such a big cock has her head swimming with pleasure, the feeling of her pussy wrapped so tightly around him had her on edge as she stared down at him. So pathetic for her and itâs only the beginning, she increases her pace so sheâs fucking healed harder and the sound of her ass slapping his balls echos in the room.
Carol completely ignores Steve when she gets close to her orgasm, she closes her eyes and just enjoys the feeling of sparks being lit throughout her body and the strong pull in her legs as she gets closer. The tightness in her stomach leaves her breathless, Steve tries to touch her but she swats him away.
Letting herself go she cums on his cock in a fiery explosion of pleasure, her whole body vibrating as she grinds her clit against this body. Her cunt spasming around him at the same time he pants out that heâs so close.
Carol quickly gets off him, leaving him whining and begging to finish. All four of them were staring at their work, his big beautiful cock completely covered in their combined juices and ring after ring of cream was wrapped around his cock before it dribbled down to his balls and into the crevice of his ass and onto the couch below him.
He didnât know which but someone took a photo as he lay in the puddle of cum, his legs still to his chest and his whole body burning from pleasure and slight pain. The four women stood around him and each slapped his cock. Steve moaned, head rocking from side to side as they all abused his cock one by one, each after the other.
âCum for us whore,â She-Hulk said. His whole body tensed up as she slapped his cock again, the last one before he shot another load all over his chest and some on his face.
He whined and whimpered as he lay there catching his breath, staring at the four women as they all stood in their naked glory before him.
Natasha speaks up first. âYouâll be available whenever we want.â
Then Carol adds, âYouâre our new personal sex toy, nothing more than that.â
Steve nods happily. âThis is the best day of my life.â The four of them ignore him as they grab their clothes and walk to their rooms for a shower, leaving him sitting on the sofa covered in a mix of fluids.
Steve sits up just as his phone pings, heâs no idea how it got there but heâs glad it did. He checks the message and sees itâs a group chat heâs been added to, the four of them and him.
The first message is a photo of him, covered in cum and looking pathetic. He smiles to himself and sets it as his Home Screen, the second is message from She-Hulk telling him sheâll need a spotter for her next workout and if things go well heâll be rewarded.
Edit: Iâm thinking of turning this into an X Reader fic, let me know what you think
I once had an idea about a slasher fic where an OC buys the Camp Crystal Lake grounds to restore it for the wildlife and somehow ends up adopting slashers who find their way in.
And I know itâs impossible this would happen but please just let me live in my delusion for now.
Slashers currently included : Jason Voorhees. Michael Myers. Ghostface. Vincent, Bo, and Lester Sinclair,
It started out with an OC but Iâm thinking it would make a good Male Reader fic too
Hereâs the low down;
Everyone who eventually comes to the camp all have their own shacks, OC slowly rebuilding them with the help of those who wander in and eventually itâs rebuilt and full of wilderness.
OC inherits millions from their grandparents for whatever reason, itâs not really important, so they decide to try and do some good with it and has bought the property to try and bring more wildlife to it, and would be a friend to the injured animals and doesnât smoke or drink
With Jason already living in the woods heâs seen them around and after watching them for some time he chooses to spare them and starts helping from afar, heâd leave animal carcasses at their door and buckets of water. As well as make shirt tools and backpacks from campers heâd scared away.
OC had seen someone in the forest and assumed it was another introvert just wanting to help, so they accepted and sometimes left a plate of cooked meat on the table when they head to bed for the stranger.
Additionally, Jason never wanted to get close to OC in case they rejected him as a friend, he was fine with the long distance and appreciated that they hadnât tried to push it but that changes when Michael shows up.
Michael would come in after a bad altercation in Haddonfield, heâd want somewhere to rest before he goes back and instead of comfort he finds a strange person and tries to kill them.
Jason fights him off and after a scuffle gets him to back down, Michael isnât happy about sharing the grounds but he has a tiny little bit of respect for what OC wants to do so he agrees to keep to himself.
That lasts for a while and Jason starts coming around more after OC asked him to but also to keep an eye on Michael, evenly Michael will accept food from OC but never eats in the same space.
Ghostface to me is an entity. Donât get me wrong, I adore the screen films but for this story idea I think an entity would work better. Like a floating ghost, the pointed bits at the end of the costume are little floating tentacles.
I also liked Billy and Stuâs take on Ghostface so the entity would have their personality traits, as well as being able to teleport- no idea why just like the idea of that one.
The ending of House of Wax was (for the good guys) a happy one, but for the disturbed loser like myself it was sad, so I like to think Lester dragged them out the museum and patched them up and got the hell out of dodge.
It was Lester's idea to head to Crystal Lake, heâd read some news reports about and thought the horror stories would stop people from coming around and that theyâd have a place to stay for a while before heading somewhere else.
Bo immediately wants to kill everyone. The man just lost his entire life and now the place he came to rest is taken over, but with three slashes and one anxious idiot in his way he surrendered and tried to leave.
OC tells them they donât have to and they can have a cabin on the far end if they want, itâs big enough for the three of them and far enough away that they donât have to interact.
Vincent is the first to approach them, gifting them a little figuring out of stone he had calved. OC puts it on a necklace and wears it, and seeing Vincent interact with the others Lester soon follows.
It takes Bo a little time to come around, but eventually he starts with the name calling and swearing at everyone and Lester tells them thatâs his way of letting you know he likes you.
And of course between all this thereâs gonna be fighting and arguing, people are gonna throw fists and try and stab one another but it just ends up being a big dysfunctional family and they all make it their home.
OC also protects them from the police, whenever someone shows up the slashers hide and OC basically tells them to fuck off his land and tells the cops heâs seen nothing and if they want to trample his flowers theyâll need a warrant but they never have enough for one so they always leave mad.
The slashers offer to kill them but OC declines, the only killing allowed is for food- and if they catch someone on their land that canât be scared off.
The Male Reader is dating Carol and he's a cuck and loves seeing His girlfriend getting fucked one day he gets home to see Steve Rogers eating out his girlfriend on the couch so he watches complimenting Steve then he goes to the room and starts changing and at this point he's in nothing but a purple thong because he likes thongs and Steve walks in alone nude and asks if he wants a wedgie and the male reader says yes so he grabs the back pulling it lifting the male reader off the ground only by holding the back and giving him a wedgie and the Male Reader is moaning loving it, his best friend Clint Barton and his wife Natasha Romanoff are into cuckold also so later that night they go together and Carol and Natasha get fucked by Steve Rogers and Bucky Barnes who both have massive cocks while Clint and the Male Reader strip naked and are watching and jerking off. Can you make it long like as long as possible (I'm thinking half smut half fluff) super dirty and the man both Love to be humiliated and Steve and Bucky Love to degrade them (Steve and Bucky do but the women don't they just moan) and after they pound the women and the Reader and Clint cum they get up and Steve grabs the purple thong and tells the male reader to put it back on and turn around so he does and Steve grabs the back and gives him a wedgie literally lifting him up by giving him just a wedgie and the male reader is hanging there moaning loudly loving it While Clint watches and Steve and Bucky make fun of the reader after awhile the thong rips and the Male Reader falls and then Steve and Bucky tell the guys to eat their ass and Clint eats Bucky's ass while the Male Reader eats Steve's ass after that the guys (Steve and Bucky) ask if the Clint and the Reader are ok with all of this like they always do and they both say yes.
Make the wedgie thing long and detailed (both parts) I know it's weird but it's a kink of mine, I hope that doesn't weird you out.đ
I know your other cuck request was changed and made so differently from the original request but can you keep it like the request
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Carol Danvers x Cuck!Male Reader | Ft. Steve, Bucky, Natasha, and Cuck!Clint.
content smut, oral(M&F), group sex, cuck, wedgies, humiliation, degrading, size queen, group sex, ass eating, rimming,
context you and Clint love to see your partners living their best sexual lives, even if that means bringing in other men.
comments Happy late Birthdayđ Iâm so sorry for the delay and I really hope itâs how you imagined, it is also my first time writing this kinda thing so I really do hope it doesnât suck for youđ«¶
You and Carol had been together for close to three years, and within months of you dating you had brought up the idea of watching her with another man. She loved the idea, and from that conversation was born the dynamic you have now.
You were the love of her life, the loyal cuck boyfriend that lived to please her however you could. It was a year or so into the relationship that you decided to expand your friend group, seeking other people who had the same ideas as you and who you could be open with about the cuck lifestyle.
You had met Natasha and Clint at a BDSM bar, they were sitting in a booth with a couple of guys, who you learnt were Steve and Bucky. Natasha had spotted you first, coming over and flirting with you but when you looked at Carol she knew youâd be a good fit for their little group.
Your little group soon found their rhythm, and a group chat was made soon after. Sharing photos and available days you could meet up, it wasnât long until you all met up and decided to try it out.
The first time was awkward and a little clumsy but by the third time you had it down to a science, both you and Clint were in heaven. The two of you grew closer over the years, the bond you shared was something you never knew was possible.
So coming home and finding your girlfriend on the sofa with another man wasnât out of the ordinary for you, and to find Carol naked on the sofa nursing a bottle of water while said man took a shower and used your body wash was a familiar Friday night for the two of you.
Today you had been to the store picking up some essentials and snacks, and when you unlocked the door to your home you saw a large pair of menâs shoes by the door and a familiar jacket hung up on the pegs.
You dropped the bags in the kitchen before heading to the living room, it was always the first stop they made whenever they got together.
You heard the unmistakable sounds of your girlfriend being pleasured, her soft moaning and the deep breaths she took when she was close to the edge, and the loud whining of disapproval when he would ease off to keep her on her toes.
Stepping into the room you saw, from your position behind the couch, Carol laid on her back. Her head resting on a pillow propped against the armrest and her left leg slung over the back of the leather couch and assumed her other leg was hanging off with him in between her legs.
You watched as Steve pleasured her, two of his long fingers fucking open her cunt and his thick tongue lapping up her juices and abusing her clit. His eyes were locked onto Carolâs face and his shirt had been discarded somewhere in the room.
âLooking good as always Steve,â you said.
You werenât expecting a reply, so after watching your girlfriend's face scrunch up and her legs tremble for a while you chose to leave them alone and make yourself useful in the bedroom.
Wanting to change out of your uncomfortable day clothes and into something a little more flexible, you stripped as soon as you stepped foot into your bedroom. Discarding clothes as you walked through the bedroom, leaving a trail behind as you walked to the closet.
Steve didnât care if you walked around naked, and you didnât care if Steve walked around naked. You two had seen one another nude several times so it wasnât a big deal anymore.
Leaving your clothes to sort out later you stood in the middle of your shared bedroom in only a sheer silk purple thong that you had been gifted a while ago and had soon become a favourite of yours.
It was an odd feeling, how so little fabric could make you feel so good. The thin piece snug to your body and the crotch was just big enough to hold everything in. It was like it was made specifically just for your body.
While in debate of what to wear, you didn't hear Steve walk into the room or the way he whistled at the sight of you. You only knew he was there when you felt his warmth on your back, and the soft puffs of air on your neck from his deep breathing.
A sign he had worked up a sweat and was here to take a shower before heading home, but you had distracted him and now he planned to stay a little longer. Sure he only ever fooled around with the women in your group, but he could admire a pretty ass with the rest of them.
âHey,â he breathed, out of breath and a little amused at the sight of you. His hands are already trailing your waist, and his gaze was already locked onto his target as he asked you; âYou er, you in the mood for a wedgie?â He asked.
An embarrassed squeak like moan left your lips as you quickly nodded, not trusting your voice to be anything but a high pitch whine but also too aroused at the idea to form any coherent sentence.
Steve laughed, a quiet noise that you almost didnât hear but sent chills down your spine. You knew he wasnât laughing in a degrading way, it was a laugh that told you he knew you would say yes before he even got the question out.
He gripped the back of the lace thong, using one hand he yanked the fabric up your back. The thin piece of cloth scratching against the skin of your sides, and causing a rough burning sensation between your butt cheeks.
As he pulled on the thong he watched your face. Your cheeks turned a bright red that traveled from your forehead to your neck and continued to dot around the back of your shoulders to your chest.
The burning against your butt hole sent sparks through your body, a violent shiver ran up your spine and down to your toes. The silky fabric wrapped around your cock and balls tightened and squished them together, pushing your semi against your taint to create a painful pleasure that sparked in your lower abdomen.
You hung in the air with your head tilted back, Steve softly bouncing you to cause more of a stretch and lengthen the pleasure he knew he was causing. Your eyes closed as you let the pleasure of the wedgie wash over you, your toes scraping over the carpet as Steve held you in the air.
You could feel the fabric stretching the longer he held you, his hand clutched the purple thong as though it was about to vanish. His soft bouncing forced moan after moan out of your mouth, a long sting of unintelligible words came pouring out of you when the fabric dug into your skin.
It was a good five minutes of pain and pleasure running through your body before Steve lowered you to the ground, running his hand over your back gently he leaned into your ear, âLeave that on for tonight, youâre gonna need it pretty boy.â
Then he left you standing in the middle of the room, the thong still hiked up around your hips as well as in the crevice of your ass and your hard cock pressing against the fabric.
Later that night you and Carol were invited over to Natasha and Clintâs house for dinner, as were Steve and Bucky. Which could only mean one thing, it was going to be a late night for you.
After dinner you made yourselves comfortable in the living room, you and Carol sat on one end of the sofa with Steve at the other while Bucky sat with Clint and Natasha- it had seemed like the two men had already decided who would be with who tonight, and you werenât mad.
Steve was the first to make a move, stretching his legs out and unbuttoning his light grey shirt to the top of his stomach. Bucky followed soon after, pulling off his jacket and laying it over the foot stool by his feet before undoing the top buttons of his Henley shirt.
The conversation still flowed, talking about the hard work day and who said what and whoâs boss was the biggest jerk. All while removing items of clothing, cuddling up to one another and letting the atmosphere change slowly.
Natasha moved first, climbing off the sofa and settling herself on Bucky's lap, Clint never took his eyes off her. He watched as she climbed into his lap and was attentive to every small movement that either one of them took.
Too busy watching the other couple you didnât feel when Carol crawled up the sofa towards Steve, not until her shirt hit you at the side of the head and the two of them laughed at your startled reaction as they lay together.
Carol was laid with her back against Steveâs chest, her lacy pink bra still on and Steveâs T-shirt also flung to the floor. Steveâs hands caressed every part of your girlfriend's chest, like a captain studying the maps of the water he was about to travel, his hands took in her shape.
Things moved quickly after that, you and Clint had moved to what was now known as your cuck corner. A two seat leather sofa that sat against the wall, a couple of throw pillows and a pocket on the side where you kept the lube.
Two long leather corner sofas had been pushed together to create a half circle in front of the small one, Bucky had once joked it was the main stage for the cuck show.
The two of you stripped your clothes and placed them to the side before sitting back down, the cold of the leather cooling your burning skin as you watched two hulking men take your women.
Steve was all muscle. With broad shoulders, a slim waist, thick muscular thighs, a nice round ass, and a clean shaven ten inch long six inch round cock hanging between his legs with a pair of hairless taut balls you could hardly see behind his thick dick.
Bucky was mostly muscle with a healthy layer of fat covering his abs. His shoulders were broad, his arms were muscular but soft. His chest was toned and his waist was full, a slight belly hung over his pubic area and his legs were like tree trunks. His cock was shorter than Steveâs by an inch, but he made up for that with his girth and his low hanging ballsack.
Both men were in their prime, dwarfing the two women as they manipulated their bodies into the positions they wanted to start in.
Steve had Carol on her stomach, her head on the sofa looking right at you. While Bucky had taken to sitting on the sofa and having Natasha ride him in a reverse cowgirl, he got to stare at her ass and she got to watch her husband jerk off.
Steve liked to watch both of you. He watched Carolâs face sometimes but his attention was mostly on where they joined, watching as her cunt gaped from his size and how she still somehow managed to take him every time.
The other times he watched you.
He watched you pathetically stroke your cock, your little dick hardly half the size of him. He watched as your mouth hung open, your head fuzzy as you got off on another man pleasing your girlfriend and he watched your face when he would degrade you for it.
âLook at your boyfriend Carol,â he would say. âSee his pathetic little cocklet flop as he tries to wank himself.â He laughed at that before saying, âNo wonder heâs such a good cuck, poor boy couldnât please a woman if his life depended on it.â
Carol would just moan at whatever he said and try to agree but Steve had memorised how to please her, so her mind was as fuzzy as yours when she was beneath him.
Bucky seemed to like being a little more cruel. He liked to tell Clint how to touch himself, to tell him when and when not to cum. He liked to have total control over both the people he was with, it was a power trip for him but everyone loved it.
âCome on Clint you can stroke yourself better than that,â Heâd taunt. âJust because you canât please your wife doesnât mean you canât be selfish and get yourself off, so wrap your hand around your cock and cum for me.â
The two of them would sometimes team up with their mockery, and tonight seemed to be one of those nights.
Bucky had moved Natash onto her hands and knees and taken his place having her, pushing her down so her chest was flat against the sofa he took ahold of her hips and fucked her like it was the last thing he was going to do.
Meanwhile you watched as Steve picked Carol up like she weighed nothing, sitting back on his feet he held her in his arms and used her as his personal fleshlight. Teasing her with his tip, pretending to push inside before letting it slip out and every time he did you would whine.
Steve took notice, grinning at Bucky as he nodded over to you. Your hand was gripped around your cock, not moving until Steveâs tip slid inside her cunt then you would move your hand but it would stop immediately if he pulled out.
âPathetic man,â Bucky laughed. âIdiot cuck wonât even get himself off unless someone is fucking his girlfriend.â
âPoor guy must be imagining my cock as his,â Steve said loudly, making Bucky laugh out loud then hiss when Natasha started to fuck herself back on him.
âLook at this Clint, your wifeâs getting impatient with me.â He slapped Natashaâs ass, a squeal leaving her as she arched her back in surprise. âMight have to sit back and let her use me how she wants, how she probably wishes she could use you if you had a decent size cock.â
Clint let out a soft high pitch whimper, his cock leaking pre-cum all over his hand while his other pinched and pulled at his nipples.
Your eyes switched from watching Carol and Steve to glancing at Clintâs throbbing dick when you knew he was close to cumming. You watched as Bucky pulled Natasha back on his cock over and over, her hands gripping the end of the couch as he used her as he pleased.
Steve was bouncing your girlfriend up and down his cock, a soft clapping noise was heard every time he let her drop back to his lap as well as her high pitch moaning whenever his cock reached her deepest depths, a place he knew you had never managed to hit.
âSheâs so fucking tight the deeper I go,â Steve moaned, head buried in Carolâs cleavage as he pulled her as close as he could. His dick buried so deep inside her she thought he might leave an imprint.
Steve continued, âI can tell youâve never been this deep inside her, sheâs so tight around my tip I could just cum from the feeling.â
Your hand was a blur the more he spoke, a flurry of pathetic whimpers and high pitch moans leaving you as you watched your girlfriend's face contort in pleasure. She was so close to the edge you wanted to cum with her, but Steve was making it harder.
âYou gonna cum?â He teased you. âA real man waits for his lady to finish at least twice, but youâre not a man are you?â He laughed through a moan when Carol tightened around him.
âYouâre just the arm candy, a pretty thing she can walk around in the streets.â He watched as his cock slid out of her, half his dick covered in cream as she was pushed further to the edge.
âIâm the man that makes her cum. Iâm the one who waits for her to cum, but you?â He looked at you, then to your cock before he smiled. âYouâre the good boy who finishes before her, so do it. Cum before your girlfriend.â
You let out a whimper, your whole body on fire trying not to cum too soon but so desperate to catch the feeling that was racing through your body that you didnât stop.
âGonna cum,â you yelled.
Thick cum spurting out of your cock as your hand rubbed furiously, the burning in your stomach intensified when Carol threw her head back and came on Steveâs cock. You continued to fuck yourself into your hand, your legs shaking and quivering from the overwhelming pleasure that shot through you like fireworks.
âGo on then,â Bucky yelled. âDonât let him beat you to it Clint, fire them blanks and show your wife why you donât get to fuck her like I do.â
Clint's body stiffened, his hand working his tip over as his eyes screwed shut and his mouth hung open. Thin ropes of cum shot from his cock but didnât go very far, they landed back in his hand as he continued to milk himself dry.
Somewhere between the two of you cumming and coming back to reality, Steve and Bucky had cum. The two of them painting your girlfriend and his wife with their loads, thick milky streams of cum covering their chests and their stomachs.
The two of them sat beside one another while the ladies recovered, breasts heaving up and down as they caught their breath and waited for their bodies to stop buzzing.
Steve was the first to move out of the lot of you, walking right toward your pile of clothes he picked up the purple thong. Dangling it in front of your face, he swished it back and forth as he looked down at you.
âPut this on.â He dropped it on your lap behind standing back, arms crossed and still naked you did as he asked and scrambled to put it back on.
When you stood in front of him with it back on he made a motion for you to turn around, your cheeks burned from embarrassment but did as he asked and turned your back to him.
âGood boys get rewards,â he whispered in your ear, before he gripped the back of the thong and pulled you off the floor.
A surprised squeak left your lips at how quickly he pulled you off the floor like you weighed nothing, he used you as a weight lifting you up and down slowly so as to not rip the thong.
Your head was down, your cheeks blazed red and on fire just like your neck and chest. Your cock was once again hardening but with the fabric being pulled up your back it was squashed against your thigh.
âLook at this thing,â Bucky said, shoving at your shoulder to swing your body. âWhat kind of freak likes this?â He asked rhetorically, laughing when you covered your face with your hands.
âYouâve been such a good boy through all of this and now you're embarrassed?â Steve tutted, head shaking as he lifted you higher in the air.
The fabric between your butt cheeks created a burning friction against your skin, you could feel it chafe and scratch the more you were bounced around. The tightness around your balls increased the harder your cock got.
The thong was holding strong until you started squirming, you didn't know if you were trying to get away from the feeling or if you wanted more of it. All you knew was that your hips had started rocking and the fabric had started to tear a little bit.
âShould I?â Steve asked Bucky.
Bucky nodded. âOh fuck yes.â
Steve grinned, gripping the back of the thong with both hands he jolted you up harsher. It was no longer just a subtle burning but now it was a stabbing pain that sent jolts of pleasure up your spine.
After a few good bounces the fabric gave way and you dropped to the floor, landing on your knees you just managed to catch yourself so you didnât faceplant the floor.
Steve and Bucky stood over you, their cocks hard and bobbing in front of your face as you looked up at them. The two of them smiling and stoking the base, they stepped away and waved you and Clint over to the large couches.
âTime for your dessert,â Bucky said. Both him and Steve bending over the couch and sticking out their asses, Carol and Natasha sat on the other couch just watching and sipping on their wine.
You wasted no time, face immediately stuffed between Steveâs cheeks and making out with his hole. Steve let out a surprised moan, not expecting you to be so eager but also not complaining.
Clint was slower, more deliberate kissing and biting at Buckyâs cheeks before he spread them and licked a bold stripe from his taint to his hole.
âYouâre gonna make me cum soon,â Steve said.
You were messy in the way you pleased Steve, drool and spit covered his hole and cheeks as you motorboated his ass. Using your tongue to fuck into his hole and your hands to keep him spread you felt his balls hit your chin the more you stuffed your tongue inside him from where he was jerking himself off.
âDonât be afraid Clint, grab my cock too.â
Sure Bucky could do it himself but having Clint between his legs doing it for him was far more enjoyable, so while Clint ate his ass he also reached between his legs and took ahold of his cock and jerked him off at the same time.
It almost felt like a race between the two of you, both so desperate to make them cum first. Your hands massaged Steveâs ass as you tried so hard, his balls hitting your chin and your mouth covered with dribble you were so close.
âFuck,â Bucky roared suddenly.
Clint had done it. Bucky shot his load all over the couch, his head was laid on his arms as his back arched and his hips stuffed as Clint carried on. Milking him for everything he had, his hand around Bucky cock didnât stop until Bucky slapped it away and that was when he finally stopped.
You were still deep inside Steveâs hole with your tongue when you felt him clench around you, his body stiffening as he shot his own load against the back of the couch. He softly jerked himself off as you placed soft kisses over his ass cheeks and one directly on his hole before you pulled away.
You and Clint sat on your knees as they turned around, chests heaving as they sucked in some much needed oxygen, both of them looking at you as you sat there waiting.
Carol and Natasha came over with cool rags and bottles of water, cleaning the four of you up.
Steve made sure to get your attention. âYou okay?â He asked, looking you over as you took a sip of water, nodding at what he said.
âYeah Iâm alright,â you answered. Carol sat next to you, her head on your shoulder as she stoked your back and held your hand.
Bucky looked to Clint. âYou alright Clint?â He asked. âI wasnât too harsh was I?â Bucky knew he could take it too far sometimes, but Clint just smiled.
âIt was perfect, Buck,â he said. Natasha wrapped him in a blanket as he kissed her cheek.
The six of you sat there for a while, not saying anything or doing anything and just enjoying one anotherâs company.
Until someone decided to offer to pay for pizza, then it turned into an argument about who paid last time and whoâs turn it was to pay now.
She Hulk x Male Reader smut. She Hulk is the queen and the Male Reader is her boy toy who got granted immortality just to worship her forever also she's taller and they fuck whenever and wherever She Hulk wants he wears a collar and leash and one day She Hulk is on her throne with the Male Reader between her legs eating her out and her guards Steve Rogers and Thor walk in talking to She Hulk about news in the village and the Male Reader tries getting up to leave but She Hulk grabs him by the leash telling him she didn't give permission to stop and tell him to continue and he says yes She Hulk (because he calls her She Hulk everyone does) which he happily does she's talking to Steve and Thor who walked in and cums in front them then tells the Male Reader to leave as she continues her talk with them. That night the Male Reader is running a bath for himself when she walks in naked (the reader is still wearing his collar but not the leash because he never takes off the collar and it says BITCH), the Male Reader has a massive tub so after it's all filled with soap she pushes him in and starts riding him hard with her huge green breasts bouncing around everywhere almost comical smacking the Reader in the face as he tries to suck her tits but keeps failing because they're just bouncing every which way which causes him to giggle between his moans and as she's riding him hard because the bathtub is filled with soapy water it's just splashing everywhere then when the male reader is about to cum she gets up and picks him up standing him up as shes on her knees and she jerks him off till he cums on her huge green tits then she starts sucking his dick overstimulating him until he cums down her throat then steve walks in saying she's needed in the throne room but she doesn't stop so the Male Readers legs are shaking a lot and he's squealing and whining as his legs shake with his eyes rolling into his head she stops and gets up leaving causing him to fall into his ass in the tub and Steve tells him he's the luckiest guy on earth to which him smiles and says he knows as Steve leaves the male reader to continue his bath.
Can you let me know if you accept it by adding it to the list of stuff in the works and can it be long. PLEASE.
content smut, owner/pet, collaring, oral (M&F), riding, breast worship, overstimulation, public sex, no shame, bath sex,
context youâre the queens little toy and she plays with you whenever and wherever she likes
comments love this idea <3 I hope itâs long enough for you.
If you had been asked what your life would look like five years ago, you would never have imagined something like it was.
You were immortal, which was cool, but you cared more about the women who gave you that gift rather than the actual gift.
Queen She Hulk, the woman you had admired since you were a boy wondering the palace halls while your mother worked in the kitchen and your father in the gardens.
She Hulk had been kind to you, even as children she knew you would be someone special to her, so she kept you close.
She may have chosen you at a young age but it wasnât until you were in your twenties that she made a move, and a bold move it was.
You had been put to work as a stable boy, training and desensitising the horses, and while you liked the distraction from your more than empty social life you couldnât help but feel it wasnât what you were meant for.
You had decided to spend a little extra time with a new foul who had lost his mother, sat in the dimly lit barn you fed the little one while he lay next to you in the hay.
You heard the Queen before you saw her, her large frame came with loud footsteps. You had spent the years finding out every little thing about her and saving it in your head, even the tiny detail of her preference for the cherries form the East garden over the others.
âMy Queen, itâs always an honour to see you but why are you out here when itâs so cold?â
Ever the protector she tuts as she steps into the stable, her large frame casting a shadow over you. Her eyes flicked between the foul and you watching how you cared for it, her chest rose when she took in a breath and your eyes found them before you could think about looking away.
When the foul was asleep you moved slowly towards the gate, She Hulk walked out first and you closed the gate behind you before giving her your full attention.
âIâve come to offer you a new role.â She spoke with such authority it made your spine tingle.
Your reply came quickly. âOf course, Iâd do anything for you.â
She tilted her head slightly, taking in how your hands twitched at your sides and your body was facing her directly. Your whole attention was on her, and she drank it in.
âBe my sex slave,â She said simply.
Your whole body burned, your cheeks and neck were a flaming red as you stumbled over your words. She just watched you, the feeling of making someone so big and brave turn into a bubble before her was a huge turn on.
In the end you just said, âWhat?â And looked at her, hoping she would explain.
âYou and me for eternity.â She said, like it was the most obvious thing in the world. âI gift you immortality and in return youâre my pet, I get to use you wherever and whenever I want to.â
You didnât even have to think it over, âAgreed.â
From that day on you were always by her side, following like a puppy behind its master. When anyone would see you tailing behind they would make a joke about you being the Queens bitch, you didnât mind but She Hulk was getting frustrated.
For your six month anniversary of serving her she gifted you a thick leather collar, it was black with diamonds spelling out BITCH. You were so over joyed you teared up, in a way it was her way of telling everyone to back off.
You were her property now, and they had to respect that. And no one respected that more than her royal head guards, Steve and Thor.
Those two paid you no mind, having gotten used to the relationship rather quickly they would give you a nod of acknowledgment but that was about it.
She Hulks favourite place to have you was the throne room, her sat on her throne and you knelt between her legs.
Which is where you were currently, on your knees with your hands firmly on the ground as she gripped your leash and tugged you towards her.
Your face burrier in her pussy as she sits slouched in the throne, your mouth going nonstop as she grinds her hips against your face. She sets a slower teasing pace, she knew how much you loved to get her off but she wanted to tease you for a while.
Soft jolts sparked through her body at your tender suckling, your tongue circled her enlarged clit before flicking back and forth.
You were so pussy drunk you didnât hear when the throne room door opened, you only knew something was happening when you felt the tension release from the leash. You look up at her, not stopping your pace as she looked ahead.
âYou Majesty, we need to talk with you about the towns people.â Steveâs voice was the first you heard.
Followed by Thor. âThereâs a disagreement between two farmers over some cattle, it seems to be getting out of hand.â
Thinking this was a conversation she would prefer to have in private you lean back to stand up, but she forces you back to your knee with a stern tug of your leash.
âI didnât give you permission to leave.â She said flatly. âYou donât get to leave until you make me cum, understand?â
You nod. âYes, She Hulk. I understand.â
You get back into position, burying your face in her slick pussy you suck her lips into your mouth letting them pop back out, before diving your tongue into her pussy hole.
You fuck her hole with your tongue, curling the long muscle and flicking it up and down and side to side catching her G spot every so often. Her legs parted more, her silent invite to use your hands.
Your hands laid on her thighs, opening her up so you could see your messy work. Her large hand came to the top of our head, pushing your face back into her as she continued her talk with the guards.
You slipped two fingers inside her, curling them perfectly to fuck into her G spot as you suck and manipulate her clit with your tongue and lips.
You were so lost in the taste of her, you couldnât hear a word that was being said around you. Not that you really cared, all you cared shit was pleasure your master and she had melded you perfectly to be the best little toy for her.
Her words never stuttered, she spoke as if there wasnât a buzzing pleasure running through her body. She laid one leg over the side of the throne, giving you better access and getting more comfortable.
Her body began to betray her, the buzzing turned into a heavy feeling in her gut as you feverishly ate her out. Messy and determined her body was lit with desire, rutting against your face she was so close to her release.
A gush of liquid flowed from her cunt, covering your face as you drank it down. Her body tensed as the tight coil in her pelvis snapped, sharp tingles exploded around her body as you gripped her thighs to try and keep yourself there.
Her body thrust against your face so she could ride out her orgasm, the sparks shit through her so violently she slipped from the throne but managed to catch herself.
You wanted to make her cum again, wanted to be a good boy for her but as she tugged at the leash you pulled back and looked up at her. Her huge breasts was rising and falling, deep breaths being pulled in and out as she smiled down at you.
âGood boy,â She said. âNow go on into the bedroom and let me finish here, Iâll be with you soon.â
âYes, She Hulk.â You raised to your feet, stepping down from the throne you looked back once to see her fixing her dress before you left through the back exit.
Later that night you were running yourself a bubble bath, a large claw foot tub made of gold stood in the middle of your bathroom. It was pure gold and could hold at least three people, the perfect amount of space to bathe with your lover if you wanted.
You loved the thing, it was your favourite way to relax at the end of the day and you loved it even more when She Hulk joined you.
âHello my pet.â She stepped into the room naked, perfection and beauty radiating from her.
âHi,â You squeaked in surprise when her hand stroked through your hair and down the back of your neck, you were on your knees swishing the bubbles around in the bath to make them as big as possible.
Using your size difference to her advantage She Hulk lifts you easily and drops you into the bubbles, water splashed out as you landed. A huff leaving your body from the wind being knocked out of you, but you soon scrambled to sit up against the back of the bath.
She climbed into the tub, caging you between her legs as she lowered herself into the hot water. You just watched like the good toy you are until she gave you an order, her large body easily dwarfing yours as she came to sit on your lap.
Your cock was already hard the minute you heard her voice, years of conditioning on her part had caused that effect and you both loved it.
Always ready for your master to use you, you stare at her face as her hands disappear into the cloud of bubbles.
A hiss soon leaves you when her hands find your painfully hard cock, the burning water only adding to the pleasure as she softly strokes you under the water.
She didnât care about getting you off, just that you were painfully hard for her. She got off on the pleasurable torture, loved the way your body always reacted so quickly and violently.
Gripping your cock tightly she moved her body up, using her hips she angled herself right above your dick. Carefully sitting down, you felt the tight muscle of her cunt slowly open and allow you entry inside.
The warm feeling of the bath was nothing compared to the scorching feeling of her pussy wrapped around you, her thigh rested beside your own as she took you to the base.
Her tight channel wrapped so snug around you, her hands resting on your chest as she took a moment to take in the feeling of her pretty little pet throbbing inside her.
âIâm in no mood for love making tonight.â
That was the only warning you got before she lifted herself and dropped back down, the water did little to soften the blow of her ass on your legs but you didnât care.
Your head was thrown back against the side of the bath and your hands were set on her hips, not trying to control the pace but to hold onto her so you didnât slip down the tub.
Her pace never slowed as she rode your cock, her large breasts bounced in front of your face like two memorising globes. Reaching your neck up you tried to take her nipple into your mouth, your tongue stuck out as you tried to capture one but failed.
Leaning forwards to try and capture her breast failed and instead your face was mushed between them, her heavy breasts smacking you in the face every time she lifted herself and dropped back down.
You laugh at the absurdity of the moment but She Hulk was having none of it, slamming herself down and grinding herself against your pelvis your laugh died and a choked moan replaced it.
She grabbed ahold of the bath edge behind your head, steadying herself as she fucks herself harder against you. The water splashing over the tops of the bath, splashing in your face and pooling in your open mouth.
A chorus of broke moans, heavy breathing and pathetic whimpers were all She Hulk heard as she got herself off. Her throbbing clit grinding against your lower abdomen, her arms flexing beside your head as her breasts smother your face.
The clenching around your shaft was electrifying, you could feel her quivering as she came all over your cock. Not once stopping her movements, she brought you to the edge before backing off again then sped up again and brought you back.
âPlease,â You begged. âPlease let me cum.â
She Hulk ignored your pleading, laughing and moaning in your face as she bounces herself on and off your pulsing shaft.
Before you could actually cum she stood up, water falling off her body in sheets and covering your chest. You cock throbbing and bouncing under the bubbles, your balls drawing up to your body begging to release but aching at the lack of stimulation.
While you lay panting She Hulk gripped you under your armpits and lifted you to stand, dropping down into the bubbles she took your whole length into her mouth.
Her cheeks hollowed as she sucked your tip, her tongue licking all around your head and through your slit. Your legs shaking at the forces of her sucking, your hands balled up beside you while you watched her.
âPlease She Hulk,â You begged again, your eyes brimming with tears as she stared up at you.
Pulling off your cock she wanked you off, pointing your cock at her breasts she stared into your eyes as she cupped your balls with her free hand and softly tugged.
âCum for me.â
Thatâs all you needed before you came all over her chest, her hands never once stopped. Making sure to pull every last drop of milky cum from your balls, and when you were shaking from your orgasm she put you back into her mouth.
A squeal of delight left your lips, enjoying the overwhelming feeling of her soft lips around you and the silky feeling of her throat around you tip as she gagged herself.
âSo good,â You slurred out. Your head light mad dizzy, your body was on fire and a buzz was running down your spine.
The overstimulation had brought you closer to release quicker than you had liked, but you didnât care. You just drank in the sight of your Queen on her knees, her lips parted and her cheeks hollowed to try her hardest to take your cum.
Before you could even comprehend what was happening you were cumming again, the thick liquid filling She Hulkâs mouth and the tight feeling on the end of your cock as she drank it down no problem.
Your knees were weak and your eyes were rolled back in your head when the large oak door was opened, Steve walking into the room like it was a normal occurrence to see you whimpering and She Hulk on her knees.
âYour Majesty,â Steve announced. âIâm sorry to interrupt your private time, but youâre needed for tonight meeting.â
She Hulk ignored Steve for a moment, loving the taste of you on her tongue she kept sucking on your cock. A long whine leaving your throat and a chorus of moans and whimpers leaving you as your eyes water and knees shake even harder.
Pulling away from your body she wipes at the corner of her mouth, letting you flop back into the bath and catch your breath she stands from the water and step out. Collecting her robe from the counter she wrapped it around her body, smiling back at you before heading to the bedroom to change.
Steve stood by the door, staring at you for a moment. âYouâre a lucky man.â Was all he said, but you could hear the undertone of jealousy come from him.
You looked over at him, your head resting on the back of the bath. âI know.â
Steve soon left, closing the door behind him and left you to your bath. The water had gone cold so you let some out and ran the hot tap again, swishing the bubbles around as the buzzing of your orgasm washed over you.
Hihi! Can I request something with natasha x male reader? Perhaps some size difference with reader being bigger size? (Taller and chubby/fat) and kinda fluffy smut with breeding kink and overstim?đđ»đđ»
content fluffy lovey smut, size difference, body positivity, breeding kink, overstimulation, unprotected sex, tiny bit of a plot line if you squint, mutual praise, lotta love,
context sex can be great, but sex with someone you love is always so much better
comments Iâm so sorry this took me so long, there also ainât a whole lot of dialogue so I hope itâs okay.
You stood in the bathroom staring at your reflection, no real thoughts in your head just admiring how you looked. How your body had taken shape over the years, and how you were happy with yourself, and happy that you had found someone who loved all of you.
Sure your stomach hung over your boxers and your arms werenât toned, and you had the faint reminders of stretch marks on your thighs but as those two arms wrapped around your body from behind none of that mattered.
Natasha rested her head on your back, her arms wrapped around your body and her hands squeezing at your chest. A sign leaves your lips, enjoying the rare moment of quiet you got to share.
Turning around to face her, she moves her arms up and around your neck. Her chest squished against your upper stomach, and her hands tangled in your hair scratching at your scalp as you stared at one another.
No words were needed, you could see it in her eyes. The love, the desire, the need. The way her eyes sparkled when she looked at you made your stomach flutter, you couldnât believe that anyone could love you as much as she did.
You take her face in your hands, leaning down to her level you press your lips against hers in a soft kiss. One hand stays on the side of her face as the other run down the side of her arm to her waists to pull her closer to you, her own hands gripping your hair to deepen the kiss.
The hand that was on her waist dipped down to her ass, taking it in your hand you gave it a rough squeeze. A moan slipped past her lips, the noise vibrating your own lips which made you moan back at her.
Her hands gripped your shoulders, and having done this dance before your hands grip her upper thigh and lift her up. Natashaâs legs wrapped round your waist, arms around your neck as she continued to deepen the kiss.
Her tongue swiped your lower lip, begging for entrance you gave it her. Her soft tongue made contact with your own, pressing against one another you fought for dominance, but in the end you let her win.
She loved the feeling of being able to explore your mouth with her own, the taste of you on her tongue drove her crazy and the way she made quick work sent a electric buzz through your body and straight to your groin.
Through the soft moans and deep breaths Natasha managed to say, âBedroom.â Her legs locked behind your back, allowing you to use your hands to open the door and turn off the lights before heading to your bedroom.
Once in the bedroom you kicked the door closed and walked to the bed, once your shins lit the baseboards you lower the two of you down. Natasha kissed along your shoulder and down your neck, you crawled to the top of the bed before she let herself drop to the mattress.
Deep breathing filled the silence, the two of you just laid staring at one another for a moment, letting the air settle before making your next move.
Your hands were firmly planted beside her head, your knees were between her legs and your body hovered just above. She looked so small beneath you, so vulnerable and exposed even while wearing her clothes.
Her hands moved to her blouse, tearing open the buttons one at a time as you sat back on your feet. You just watched as she undressed, watching her huff when she missed a button or struggled so much it made her hands slip off the little things.
You could see she was getting frustrated and took over, your large hands covering hers and you easily opened the blouse. She sat up as you pushed it over her shoulders, taking it from her arms you threw it to the floor.
She pushed her chest forward, a subtle sign she wanted you to take control. A smile danced on your lips as you kissed her neck.
Soft feathery kisses as your hands wrap around her body to unclasp her bra, a stunning red lace thing that cupped her breast beautifully was also thrown to the floor as she laid back down under you.
Her hair fanned out around her, taking your breath away as she stared up at you. A smile played on her lips as she looked at you, a hand came up and stoked soft circles on your thigh.
âYou gonna keep staring, or are you gonna show me a good time?â
âBoth.â
Tugging open the button of her jeans you pulled harshly at the denim fabric, pulling her down the bed at the same time making her squeal and grab ahold of your thighs.
She laughed at you as you fought with the stupid fabric, eventually getting them off you discarded them over your shoulder and ripped her matching panties in half and threw them towards the bin.
âThey were my favourite.â She pouted, arms crossed over her chest as she sulked.
You lent down to her, kissing all over her face as your hands slid up her sides and over her arms. âIâll buy you all the pretty underwear you want baby,â You promised.
You lent back again, standing off the bed to shake off your own pant and briefs before climbing back between her legs. Her eyes raked over every inch of your body, a certain sparkle in her eyes as she did.
You felt arousal pool in your stomach, your own gaze had taken in her nude form. How she laid there with no care in the world, open for only you to see, and you didnât take that for advantage.
âYouâre so fucking beautiful.â You said it like it wasnât up for debate, it was a fact. Her cheeks and neck flushed red, her hands flinching to cover herself out of embarrassment.
Smiling go yourself you lowered your body, playing on your stomach as you opened her legs. She peeked at you, the red of her cheeks lit up her eyes as you stared at her. Your tongue darted out, licking a bold stipe from her pussy, through her folds and over her clit.
She took in a sharp breath, eyes wide as you wrapped your lips around her clit. The small bud throbbed in your mouth, you made quick work of your tongue. Flicking back and forth over her clit she let out soft hums and huffs as her hands roamed her body.
Pinching her nipples and lifting her hips to meet your mouth, you grabbed her hips and held her in place as you ravaged her cunt. Mouth wide and your tongue exploring every inch of her thoroughly, your teeth nipped at the inside of her thigh.
You let go of one of her hips, bringing your hand down to run a finger over her slick hole. Her soft hums had turned into quiet moans and deep breaths.
Her body squirmed as your finger slid inside her soft opening, she was already soaking before but now her cunt was leaking. Her sweet juices coated your face, as you explored her insides with one finger you lapped at her pussy drinking in her flavour.
You moaned when you felt her hands in your hair, the vibration send a shiver up her spin. Her hands gripping your hair, trying to get you closer than physically possible.
âMore.â She begged. She had spread her legs wider, hoping that would get you closer to her.
You look up at her, watching her come apart as you slide a second finger into her. Slowly scissoring them open you felt her shudder, your lips wrapped around her clit as your tongue assaulted the small thing over and over. Switching from sucking and flicking back and forth, you felt her arousal coat your hand.
âAlways been a such a creamer for me, havenât you love?â It was rhetorical, but sheâs tried to reply but all that came out was a squeak as your fingers found her G spot.
You abused the soft spot, fucking your fingers inside her in quick motions. The curl of your fingers and the vigorous way you ate her out had her legs quivering and her stomach in nots, the first indicators she was close.
One of her fists balled up in your hair, while the other went back to her breasts. Her nimble fingers pinching and rolling the pointed bud, she could feel the coil tightening in her stomach but you didnât let up.
When her hips started to buck you removed your fingers and grabbed ahold of her hips again, using your bigger and stronger frame as an advantage you pinned her to the mattress and thrust your face into her pussy with all you had.
You were practically making out with her cunt at this point, deep breathing and low moans coming from deep in your chest when she tried to pull you away. Her grip was impressive but you were a man on a mission, you needed to make her come undone on your tongue.
Her body shook with pleasure as the coil tightened more, her mouth was hung open and her eyes were clamped shut as her body arched off the bed and the ball of nerve in her stomach exploded.
Fireworks shot bright every part of her body, her mind was fuzzing and ever her toes had a tingle to them but you werenât done. You kept sucking and licking, moving your whole head and not just your tongue you wanted to make her come undone again.
âToo much,â She whimpered.
You shook your head, braking away for only a second. âNot too much baby, I know you can come for me again pretty girl.â
Natashaâs eyes rolled back when your mouth met her clit again, the sparks still fluttered around her body at your assault. Her hand left your hair and gripped the bed sheets, trying to stable herself somehow.
It wasnât long until she was squeaking again, another orgasm rippling through her body. This one stronger than the last, her body thrashed as you manipulated you tongue is ways that would make the devil blush.
Her body froze midair when she came, it was like someone had lit a flame in her body she was so hot. She lay on the bed, chest heaving as she sucked in some much needed air. You let up after that, softly kissing her thighs and rubbing soothing circles on her hips.
You placed one final kiss on her clit, sending a jolt through her as she glared at you. You sat up on your knees, only now allowing yourself to feel the tug of your own arousal.
Hard cock bouncing as you knelt between her still shaky legs, Natasha looked at you through hooded eyes. âAlways so good to me.â
You towered over her, holding yourself up you lent down to meet her lips. Her arousal still soaking your face she kissed back, always loving the taste of herself on your tongue you moaned into each otherâs mouths.
While you were making out Natasha shook her hand between you, softly gripping your leaking cock she lead you towards her slick entrance. You positioned yourself so your knees were under her thighs, allowing her to guide your bare shaft into her let her control the pace.
She teased the tip of your dick against her clit, you could tell the vibrations of her orgasm still lingered when she bit your lip. You tried so hard not to thrust your hips, but her hand was so soft it was driving you crazy.
âCome on baby, donât tease me now.â
She giggled into your mouth, moving her head to look between you. You lean up so you can both watch as she slid the head of your cock thought her slick lips and down to her cunt. You slid in so easily, her hand moving from you and to herself, she parted her lips and watched as you sunk in.
You were balls deep inside her in no time, her legs wrapping around your hips as she held out her arms. You may your body over hers, resting your head on her shoulder you the thrust yourself out and then back inside slowly at first.
You both knew you werenât going to last long, your laboured breathing and the overwhelming feeling of her pussy wrapped around your cock was immense.
Your hips slapped against the back of her thighs as she pulled her legs to her chest. You used the opportunity to use her legs to move her body, fucking her on your cock as you thrust at the same time.
âNot gonna last,â You pant out.
She nods quickly. âBreed me,â She begged. âWant you to fill me up, please.â
Your eyes meet hers, her mouth dropped open as your hands met her clit. Rubbing harsh circles that match your thrust you both moan loudly, your body tingled with the first signs of your orgasm. Her clenching hole wrapped around you pushed you further to the edge, when you felt the last barrier break you lay your body over her.
Wrapping yourself around her body and gripping her ass, you pulled her closer to you. Fucking yourself as deep as you could as the first streak of cum shit from your tip, filling her cunt with your load. You felt your balls draw up to your body and the pulsing of your cock as thick rope after rope left you.
You worked our hand over her clit as you came, determined to make her cum too. Her eyes scrunched closed as her body froze, her pussy clenched around you as the first wave came over her. Your hand a blur as you worked her up, her body shaking and shivering as you stayed plugged inside her.
âOne more time baby, one more.â
She whimpered as tears filled her eyes, her head thrashing side to side as her hands gripped the bed sheet again. Her legs shaking violently at your sides, and your hips thrusting slightly to continue the stimulation.
A moment later she came again with a loud moan, a sound that vibrated through her body and towards her core. Her cunt leaking a mix of yours and her cum around your cock, her mind going blank at the overstimulation.
When she opened her eye again it was when you were pulling away, letting your softening cocking slip from her well fucked hole you climbed off the bed and walked naked to the bathroom to collect a wet rang and cup of water for her.
When you came back she was still laid in the same spot, you walked over and helped her sit up. Having over the water you made quick work of washing between her legs, both of you silent as you worked.
You three the rag to the bottom of the bed and sat beside her, rubbing her leg as she took sips of the water and caught her breath.
âI love you,â you said.
She glanced up at you, smiling. âI love you too.â
