Jayce Talis x gn!reader
~note : I just finished watching arcane and I’ve been obsessed with the idea of pathetic!Jayce.
warnings: straight up smut (mdni), hj, dom!reader, pathetic!jayce, sub!jayce, p w/o p, whining, whimpering, begging, no use of y/n,
Another late night in the lab, it feels like most of your days have been spent here as of recently. Keeping Jayce and Viktor company as they worked on their projects for hextech. Tonight however, Viktor was out of town in search for new materials for their newest invention. Meaning you and Jayce were left alone to your own vices.
After chatting for a while you notice a change in the air as your conversation dragged on into the night. Topics more intimate, less space in between you. You decided to move to a more comfortable environment, his bedroom.
At some point, your eyes began to wander down Jayce's figure. As your eyes trailed lower you noticed a bulge forming through his burgundy pants. It seems the linger touches you had shared between each other had an effect on Jayce. He places his hands on his lap trying to hide it, hoping you won't notice, but it's too late. "Jayce you're..." Your eyes widened as he scrambled to cover himself. "I'm sorry. I don't know why I'm reacting like this I-" He tried to explain but couldn't come up with any form of answer that would save him from embarrassment.
You cut him off by tentatively reaching down to brush his hands away from his bulge.
"Are you that excited to be with me?" You tease, your hands rubbing the stiffness in his pants. He lets out a whimper and quickly covers his mouth with the back of his hand.
Who knew Jayce talis could be so pathetic?
Here he was on his back as you loomed over him. Your hands worked to stroke his cock through fabric-you hadn't even moved past his pants. Yet he humped your hand like a dog in heat. His hips rutted up into your hand in search for more friction.
"touch me…please-" he whines, his voice soft and vulnerable. Meanwhile, his hands fumble desperately trying to unbuckle his belt. "Keep your hands off," you say putting your hands on his belt, slowly unbuckling it, "Patience, love. Good boys are patient."
You twiddle with the waistband of his boxer while watching him squirm with pleasure and impatience. You lay a soft grasp on his cock, as it twitches in your presence.
As you start playing with his sensitive cock with quick strokes, his back arches. With his breath quivering, you lean down leaving a sensual kiss onto his lips, biting down on his bottom lip. He whimpers into your mouth, gripping the bedsheets tightly.
“faster…please, please-” He says in a sweet little cry. “I love how you whimper and beg for me” you tease while picking up the pace.
“Mm- I‘m gonna… cum-” he moans out, struggling to speak. He throws his head back against the pillow, his eyes rolling to the back of this head. You feel his cock twitch in your hands. Finally, he cums releasing messy moans and whimpers.
Afterward you he lays you holding him in your arms, his chest rising and falling with heavy breaths.
Katsuki Bakugo x reader
~ note : I wrote this with the intention of being romantic but it can be read as platonic.
Just thinking of Bakugou finally meeting his match. I have always been a firm believer that when it comes to Katsuki Bakugo's type he is really into bitches. Im tired of reading stories where y/n is the softest sweetest thing. I think that he would be with someone who is on his level of loud and being a hater.
You were introduced to each other by a mutual friend, and you were warned about his bad attitude. Your first interaction with him consisted of him insulting you, as he usually does to everyone. However, Instead of having the average response you reply with "How about you shut the fuck up?" You laugh amused by his behavior, you see it as playful not offensive. This response baffles him, most people don't defend themselves against his comments. This was different, he has finally found his match.
From then on you became close. When he had some snarky comment about someone, you were there to back him up. Whenever he yelled at you, you yelled at him back, but it always ended in laughter. You could keep up with him and not feel threatened by his attitude. You knew that he was all bark and no bite, and he never had bad intentions with anyone.
