Do you ever thinking about the plot where Evil (young) titan Raiden x good titan Kung Lao are ex-lover while Raiden is just a total stalker creep and following Kung Lao in every, single, timeline after their break up?? Like the guy miss that boi's body soo much that he couldn't get enough of them and Kung Lao is tired of his shiet. [Lao break up with him first bcs he thinks Rai just using his body for his own good and that's true]
Then Kung Lao be like: 'I'm tired of your bullshiet' and just agreed to having hate seggs one last time with Rai before he kick the hell out of him.
Like trulyyy is my thought in two weeks now and I can not get enough of this 😭 I just wanted to share you this idea hope you don't mind bcs my English is not very good, also luv your work on AO3 so much!!
A wonderful Idea! You are a genius, I wrote it right away!
Raiden x Kung Lao. 18+, Smut, minor violence, ~7.5k words!
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One would think creating an entirely new timeline would keep your enemies away, but a titan’s obsession goes further than anyone could reasonably expect.
Kung Lao had shot up suddenly, something had woken him from his sleep. He placed his hands flat on his bed as he raised his upper body. He was staring at darkness, but he knew something was coming. He blinked once, and there was nothing, then again, still nothing. Kung Lao glanced aside, and though he didn't see anything, there was this familiar feeling in his chest that he couldn't ignore.
Kung Lao grimaced, how many times would he have to go through this? He wasn't sure how much more of this he could take.
Kung Lao tossed his blanket aside, ready to get up and defend himself, but before he could even move his body, a portal had opened up in front of his bed.
“Fuck,” Kung Lao said as he placed his feet on the ground and stood up properly.
Kung Lao could feel wind inside his room as the portal opened up wider. Kung Lao stuck his hands out, he had to control the portal himself, he had to close it before Raiden was able to get to him.
Kung Lao frowned as he closed his hands, his fingers folding down in an attempt to close the gaping hole in the middle of his room. Every time Raiden appeared, it got more and more difficult to push him back. It seemed like he was relentless, and his seemingly unending energy was something Kung Lao could match.
Even though he had agreed to forbid the crossing of timelines when he met with the other Titans, this agreement only helped if the other side accepted the terms, and Raiden did not.
Raiden had a particular interest in Kung Lao, one that was incessant and unhealthy. Before Kung Lao had inherited his titan powers and reset the timeline for the better, he had been in a rather fervent relationship with the man he had grown up with. At first, it was perfect, dream-like even, but as the timeline decayed, and people died, Raiden seemed to become more protective over his friend.
When it started, Kung Lao found it sweet. In a world where no one seemed safe, Raiden, the love of his life, the man he had grown up with, cared for him more than anything else. Kung Lao was always his top priority, and he almost coddled him with care.
Eventually, he stopped feeling like a fairy tale couple, and it became more like he was a damsel stuck in a tower, kept away from harm, and subsequently, everything else.
This relationship of theirs became unbearable to Kung Lao after a while, Kung Lao was Raiden’s sun, but Raiden was Kung Lao’s moon. In the end, at the dawn of time, before he made the choice to start anew, he broke away from Raiden, and Kung Lao thought that was that.
What he didn't know was that in an alternate timeline, Raiden was the one who inherited the power of time, and instead of starting over and moving on as Kung Lao did, he seethed over his loss, and he vowed to get what he lost back, by any means necessary.
Raiden’s desire for Kung Lao was primal, it was compulsive and it was a positive for no one involved. Week after week, he had to impede Raiden from hopping through timelines to reach him. At one point Kung Lao hoped Raiden would find another Kung Lao from another timeline to obsess over, but that's not what he wanted. Raiden desired him, and at first, he was flattered, but that feeling went away after the second time he managed to find him.
Raiden had fought through his former allies, faces that he no doubt had to have found familiar. He didn't care though, he ran through them, bloodied them up, and broke their bones with no mercy to spare. He’d crush the skulls of everyone dear to him if it meant he’d get his love back. Kung Lao was just grateful all of their lives were spared somehow, and whether that was intentional or not, Kung Lao wasn't going to give Raiden another chance to do any more devastation.
Kung Lao only wished for Raiden to move on, to stop this chase of theirs, but there was no stopping a predator from reaching its prey.
If Kung Lao could remember correctly, this must have been Raiden’s 86th attempt to force his way into this timeline, though he’s only succeeded 7 of those attempts. The first time was pure destruction. His friends were almost killed, his academy, which he watched grow from the first initiate, was almost turned to rubble. Raiden’s power was fierce, and if nothing else, it was destructive. What more could Lightning do but injure and destroy?
The next few times Kung Lao was able to anticipate his appearance, with the help of Geras of course. He, Geras, Liu Kang, Johnny Cage, and Kensh were able to fend him off with little trouble now that they knew what they were dealing with. The last few times Raiden managed to slip through he only ever got a hand through.
Kung Lao was hoping this would be one of those times, but with his increasing attempts, Kung Lao had been overworking himself, and he had started to falter. Those powers Raiden had were no joke, and if he weren't a titan, Kung Lao wasn't sure he’d be able to fend him off.
Kung Lao stood firmly in front of the portal as he slowly clenched his hands together as he focussed all of his energy possible on closing the portal quickly, but he was caught off guard and he hadn't been able to properly rest in days. Raiden had attempted to come through six separate times in the past week, so understandably, Kung Lao’s ability to work efficiently was being hindered.
Kung Lao was sure this was on purpose, the increase in visits and this attempt at night when he was most vulnerable, and it seemed that Raiden’s plan was rather well thought out.
Kung Lao attempted to close the portal once more, focusing all his strength on this one final attempt, but his heart skipped a beat once he saw a hand forcing its way through the rift in time which caused Kung Lao to falter.
“No..” Kung Lao thought to himself as he saw Raiden’s hand grip onto the side of the portal, seemingly pulling himself through with sheer force.
Kung Lao glared and took a step forward. He couldn't let him through, that just wasn't a possibility.
Kung Lao tried again, straining himself as he focussed all the power he had that came with being a god and demanded the rift closed.
Kung Lao was surprised to see the portal closing, his sinking heart rising back up momentarily, but he could feel himself instantly choke up once he saw Raiden’s other hand shooting through the rift and grabbing onto the other side of the portal.
Kung Lao’s eyes widened as he took a step back. This couldn't be happening. His face was plastered with worry as he saw two legs forming from the rift and being placed on the ground roughly, like he was looking for solid footing.
“NO!” Kung Lao yelled as he stuck his hand out, but his heart dropped once he saw Raiden’s face appear, and as soon as it did, the portal closed behind him.
The portal had closed so quickly it almost seemed like Raiden was in a panic to get rid of it, not wanting to be sent back any time soon after all the effort it took for him to get this far.
Kung Lao was staring at Raiden in disbelief, he couldn't believe what he was seeing.
Dark red lighting sparked around his hands, and Kung Lao wasn't sure if that was a remnant of him summoning the rift in time, or if it was a threat to keep him still. Either way, it was intimidating.
Kung Lao had a look of horror on his face, like death had come for him, and there was nothing he could do. That's how he felt at least.
“Don’t look at me like that…” Raiden said, his brows furrowed in what seemed like genuine sadness.
Kung Lao couldn't help his expression, his worst case scenario had just come true, and he was standing right in front of him.
Raiden stood there for a moment, seemingly in awe as he gazed at the man he adored with all of his being.
“...” Raiden’s mouth was open but he didn't say anything. Raiden then started moving forward, which caused Kung Lao to immediately step backward, but before his back could hit the wall, Raiden’s arms were wrapped around him.
Kung Lao expected a barrage of words to be falling out of the other's mouth, but as Raiden’s arms enveloped his body he could feel the other man breathing in a hefty breath. Raiden pressed his body against Kung Lao’s, placing his forehead against his shoulder.
Kung Lao was frozen at first, unable to comprehend the absurdity of this situation. Kung Lao was expecting violence and anger, so this sudden softness was throwing him off. Kung Lao could feel the other's heavy breathing as Raiden took in his scent.
“God…” Raiden said as he let out his breath slowly, as if he were trying to hold in his excitement. “...I missed this..” Raiden said lovingly as he attempted to hold Kung Lao even tighter.
Though Kung Lao was certainly caught off guard, Raiden’s words had snapped him out of it. Kung Lao wriggled out of his past lover's tight grip, placing his hands on Raiden’s chest, and harshly pushed him off of him.
Normally, Kung Lao wouldn't have been so rough with someone hugging him, but he saw Raiden as a significant threat, so he didn't hold back. Raiden had been pushed away, and had tumbled to the ground. The push was aggressive, so he had fallen right on his ass.
Kung Lao fixed his posture, standing up straight with his feet apart, and his hands up in a defensive manner. He was doing his best to look intimidating, but the fact that he had just woken up was obvious as he had no shirt on, only a pair of sweatpants.
Kung Lao glanced aside, his hat was sitting against the bedside table behind him. He wasn't sure whether he should go for it or not, as turning around would easily leave him vulnerable, but then again, he fought best with his weapon of choice aiding him.
Kung Lao then glanced back down at Raiden who was sitting on the ground strangely calm. His head was tilted down so Kung Lao couldn't see his expression. His hands were flat on the ground, keeping himself upright as his breathing remained steady and calm. Kung Lao would have expected Raiden to blow up, but he was as calm as ever.
Kung Lao then twitched when he saw Raiden raise his head. What he didn’t expect to see though, were eyes full of adoration staring back up at him.
Raiden smiled and placed his hands on the ground. Kung Lao was confused at first, but when he saw Raiden start crawling toward him, his confusion only worsened. Kung Lao’s brows furrowed as Raiden placed one hand in front of the other, inching toward him on the ground. Kung Lao took a step back, but just like a moment ago, there wasn't much space he could escape with.
Kung Lao was stiff when he felt hands on his leg. Raiden reached for Kung Lao’s right leg, quickly wrapping his arms around it, attaching himself to the younger man.
Raiden pulled himself further so his chest was touching the other’s pants, his arms moving upward and gripping his thigh tightly. Raiden just started forward momentarily as Kung Lao looked down at him. Raiden then leaned his head forward and placed a kiss on his clothed thigh.
Kung Lao attempted to pull back, but Raiden’s grip was far too tight, like he was almost afraid to let go. Raiden then glanced up at Kung Lao, which made him flinch. Raiden raised his body so he was no longer sitting on the ground, he steadied himself on his knees and placed his lips against Kung Lao’s navel.
Kung Lao felt like he was stuck in a dream, or maybe a nightmare, he wasn't quite sure, but when he felt his lips against his bare skin that made him react.
Kung Lao had reeled his arm back quickly and clenched his fist, and not a moment later his fist met Raiden’s cheek harshly. Kung Lao couldn't deny the fact that he was hesitant to do so, after all, Raiden had a history of being rather aggressive. Kung Lao was sure he had hit him hard, but Raiden only loosened his grip around him, though his hands had snaked their way up to his waist, Raiden still on his knees, though he was holding his head further away.
Kung Lao could see he had a mark on his cheek where he was hit, but Raiden just turned his head and softened his eyes.
“...You held back..” Raiden said and Kung Lao frowned. He wanted to refuse, but the words wouldn't come out. Kung Lao found the other man’s smile almost creepy, after all, who would be grinning like that after being hit?
Kung Lao then tried again, reeling his arm back once more, but this time, Raiden placed a foot flat on the ground and started to stand up properly. Raiden smoothly followed Kung Lao’s arm with his own, grabbing the younger man’s wrist harshly before he could get another solid hit on him. Raiden then placed both feet flat on the floor and stood up straight. He fixed his posture, and it was now obvious who was taller, even if it wasn't by all that much.
Raiden had one hand holding Kung Lao’s wrist tightly, while he placed his other hand on Kung Lao’s shoulder, and let it slide down his arm till their hands met. Raiden attempted to lock their fingers together, but Kung Lao pulled away.
Raiden took in a deep breath, just like he did a few moments earlier. “Lao…” Raiden said, and Kung Lao’s heart skipped a beat at the nickname. He hadn't been called that in so long. “I missed you…” Raiden said as he looked into the other’s eyes.
Raiden’s eyes were lidded, and full of desire, but Kung Lao’s were wide and fearful. Raiden then frowned slightly, noticing his expression.
“Don't look so upset…” Radien said with a face that almost looked like a sad puppy.
Kung Lao furrowed his brows at his words, did he even know what he was saying? He was silent at first, but he eventually came up with the right words that were festering in his throat.
“How could I not be?!” Kung Lao asked aloud, fighting against Raiden’s grip.
Raiden’s eyes softened as he glanced away momentarily, as if he were sad. He let out a breath, then spoke. “This won't be like that last time…” Raiden said, his tone almost pleading, but Kung Lao couldn't believe that.
“My ass,” Kung Lao replied, knowing he had to be full of shit. “You've always been a fucking liar,” Kung Lao said almost too calm for the situation. Instead of a titan that threatened the safety of his timeline, Kung Lao felt as if he were simply talking to an ex who had wronged him.
The corner of Raiden’s lip twitched, but then his frown was back. “Lao…I just…” Raiden said as he attempted to grab his hand again, but Kung Lao had it balled in a tight fist. Raiden then sighed, and allowed his free hands to move and slide down to the younger man’s waist.
Kung Lao breathed in sharply when he felt Raiden’s hand settle on his waist. His fingers were pressing into his skin not harshly, but firmly, a feeling that was more telling than he noticed.
“Please…?” Raiden said softly as he moved his body forward, pressing his chest against his former friends.
Kung Lao pulled back slightly so they were no longer touching, but not a second later did Raiden move forward so they were once again.
Kung Lao grit his teeth and knit his brows together. “Fuck you,” he cursed out, but it was clear to both of them that there was a significant lack of venom in his words.
Raiden didn't even seem to mind his words, just smiling as he squeezed the other’s waist together and walked Kung Lao forward till his back hit the wall.
Kung Lao bit the inside of his cheek as he felt himself being walked back into the wall behind him. As soon as his warm skin felt the chill of the wall, he inherently focused on the heat of the other’s body against his.
“I love you…” Raiden said in reply to Kung Lao’s words as he leaned forward, and placed a kiss on his neck.
Kung Lao held back a hiss, not wanting to enjoy the feeling of Raiden’s mouth against him. He didn't want to, but as Raiden’s hand moved behind him and placed pressure on the small of his back, he couldn't help but feel his heartbeat start to quicken.
“You're gorgeous,” Raiden said as his lips traveled down his neck.
Raiden’s kisses were so delicate, almost like he was holding back as he lightly nipped at his skin. Kung Lao knew he wanted nothing more to mark him up, to bite at his skin and make him bleed, but right now, his lips and even his teeth were as light as a fairy’s.
Raiden groaned as his mouth made its way down to his collarbone, it was clear he wanted more, so much more.
Kung Lao hated this feeling, the feeling of being swept away in something he shouldn't. He tried to steady his heart rate, forcing his breathing to become more steady. Kung Lao then moved his free hand and grabbed Raiden’s face, forcing his head away from his body.
Kung Lao could feel his skin tingling at his touches and he knew he had to stop this before he’d do something he’d regret. Kung Lao tightened his fingers against Raiden’s cheeks, squishing them slightly as he held his face away and glared at him.
“Fuck off back to your timeline! I want nothing to do with you…” Kung Lao said. His words were vicious at first, but after his second sentence left his mouth, his words seemed to trail off ever so slightly.
Kung Lao could feel Raiden chuckle as he snapped his head away, forcing Kung Lao’s hand off his face. Raiden then shifted his hands, letting go of Kung Lao entirely for a moment. Raiden then replaced his left hand on Kung Lao’s back, mirroring the way his other hand was a moment earlier, as his right hand grabbed his left wrist.
Kung Lao was thrown off by the switch up, a familiar position as the one they were just in. Raiden’s eyes were still soft as he brought Kung Lao’s arm forward and placed his lips on the palm of his hand. Raiden closed his eyes as he did, kissing his hand adamantly which made Kung Lao flush.
“There's nothing worth shit in my timeline…” Raiden said, finally replying to Kung Lao’s words.
“But in this one..” Raiden said as he opened his eyes and allowed his lips to place another kiss on the underside of Kung Lao’s wrist. “... You're here,” Raiden finished his sentence as he then stuck out his tongue, and licked at Kung Lao’s wrist.
Kung Lao couldn't help himself but flush, that was such a sensitive area he was giving his attention to, and he felt vulnerable letting those teeth of his so close to it.
“Raiden…” Kung Lao said with a frown. “You can't be here,” Kung Lao said as Raiden pulled his face away.
“Wherever you are…that’s where I need to be,” Raiden said solemnly as he held the other’s hand tighter.
Kung Lao shook his head. “...” He paused, his heart racing as he came up with the right words to say. “You can't…be with me Raiden..” Kung Lao said Raiden seemed to freeze.
Raiden’s brows furrowed, an expression he surprisingly had not seen yet today as he glanced back up at him. “Why?” Raiden asked firmly as he stepped closer, his face inches away from his friend’s.
Kung Lao grimaced and bared his teeth. “You know why,” Kung Lao said simply knowing Raiden knew better than anyone as to why they had split in the first place.
“But I love you…” Raiden said, almost as if he were lost as his glare turned into a frown. Raiden looked like he was confused, panicked even.
“I…” Raiden said as he moved Kung Lao’s hand, placing it against his chest. Kung Lao was surprised that he was able to feel Raiden’s heartbeat, and it was beating quickly. “I love you more than anyone ever could..” Raiden said, but that was the problem.
“I'd do anything for you…” Raiden said, and Kung Lao knew that was more than true. “You're my entire world…Lao…” Raiden said, and there was that nickname again.
Kung Lao then turned his head away, not wanting the other man to see his expression. “..Don't call me that..” He said, hating the way he suddenly felt choked up.
“Lao…” Raiden said sweetly, in a tone that didn’t match the situation as Kung Lao turned his face further away.
“...Lao…?” Raiden asked in a sing-song voice, his words coming out slowly. Raiden then placed a hand on Kung Lao’s cheek, allowing his thumb to caress his face for a moment.
Kung Lao’s teeth were grit tightly as he felt pressure being put on his cheek. He tried to fight it at first, but eventually, his face was forced back to its original position. Kung Lao closed his eyes tightly, not even wanting to look at Raiden, knowing he wouldn't be able to hold back the feelings that had been trapped in his chest for all these years. He wasn't sure if he’d yell, cry, or hit him, but he knew he was on the brink of breaking.
Raiden admired Kung Lao’s face, knowing he’d happily stare at him for all eternity if he could. Raiden smiled, this is why he came to his timeline, why he’d fought so hard to get here, even if Kung Lao didn't want him. To see that gorgeous face of his, to hold this beautiful body of his, to taste his tanned skin, to devour him whole and never let him recover.
Radein just stared at Kung Lao. whose eyes were still closed shut. He then held Kung Lao’s face firmly, tilted his head, and leaned forward, closing his eyes as he placed his lips on the other man’s.
That got Kung Lao to open his eyes, but as soon as he did, Raiden leaned in and stuck his tongue in the other’s mouth, invading it as if it were his own. Kung Lao felt his heart leap out of his chest as he placed his hands on Raiden’s shoulders. Kung Lao attempted to push him away, but Raiden had slithered his fingers in Kung Lao’s hair and pulled on it tightly as he kissed him desperately.
Raiden almost didn't care about breathing, he only wanted to be intertwined with Kung Lao at any cost.
“Mmm,” Raiden groaned as their mouths danced together in what anyone could tell was a deeply debauched lust.
“Hahh..” Kung Lao breathed out as he forced his face away in order to be able to take a proper breath. His breathing was heavy, but Raiden didn't care. He simply placed both of his hands on Kung Lao’s cheeks and went in for another.
“Hngh-” Kung Lao moaned as he felt those lips against his again. They were so soft, but they were so aggressive.
Raiden felt intoxicated as he tasted the other’s saliva after what could only have been millennia. There were very few things he missed more than that taste, but luckily for him, they were all attached to the same body.
Raiden then pulled away, only because he needed to see the expression on his friend’s face. As soon as their tongues released from each other, Kung Lao looked hungry. His eyes were lowered, and his mouth was hanging open as he breathed in deep breaths. Raiden enjoyed the look of his wet lips and starving eyes, and who was he to deny the man he traveled universes for?
“ I know what you want..” Raiden said as he let his hands slowly trail down his body. Kung Lao knew he shouldn't give in to Raiden’s ministrations, but he always knew how to unravel him effortlessly.
“I always do…” Raiden finished his sentence as his fingers lightly traced Kung Lao’s nipples.
Kung Lao shivered, he really shouldn't be doing this right now. Kung Lao had his hand on the outside of Raiden’s arms as his fingers teased his chest. Kung Lao couldn't look anywhere but down as he watched Raiden slid his nipples between his fingers and slid them up and down.
Kung Lao clenched his teeth and hissed out a shiver, trying to hold himself back as best he could. Raiden didn't seem to approve of that though, and then pinched both of them roughly which had Kung Lao letting out a gasp in surprise.
“There it is..” Raiden said as he let one of his hands to drop away, only to be replaced with his mouth.
Raiden placed a kiss on Kung Lao’s right nipple, glancing up to see his face perfectly flushed and begging for more.
Raiden then stuck out his tongue and gave his nipple a long, slow lick, relishing the feeling of it after so long. “Hmm..” Raiden moaned as he covered Kung Lao’s pert bud in his saliva. Once the tip of his tongue got to it he pressed down roughly on his hard nipple, shuckling when he heard Kung Lao’s muffled moan.
Raiden then traced around it carefully, feeling a hand being placed in his hair as he did. Raiden then wrapped his lips back around his nipple, sucking on it adamantly as he glanced up again.
The look on Kung Lao’s face was indescribable and Raiden wanted to see more of his expressions.
Raiden then pulled his face away and switched to his other nipple, giving it a chaste kiss as his free hand played with the other one, lightly tracing the sensitive bud now soaked in his spit. Kung Lao had to hold himself back from pushing on Raiden’s head, wanting more of his mouth on his body.
Kung Lao hated how easily he fell apart under Radien’s sweet words, it had always been like this. He hated how even after all this time, he could still remember the way his bare skin felt pressed against his.
Raiden was sucking Kung Lao’s nipple adamantly, just loving the fact that he could taste his skin and hear the softness in his moans again. Raiden then pulled his face away and Kung Lao had to hold back any disappointed noises he wanted to make, but even without his voice, Raiden knew he was disappointed. After all, he never stopped thinking about him.
“You did always love when I sucked your nipples till they were red and sensitive,” Raiden said, and Kung Lao flushed. Hearing it out loud sounded so vulgar. “And I would continue, baby..” Raiden started as he lowered his body back down to the ground, now on his knees. “But I've been craving something else for eons…” Raiden said as he raised his hands and slipped his fingers under the hem of Kung Lao’s pants.
Kung Lao’s eyes widened when he felt his pants being quickly dropped to the floor. He flushed even brighter when he saw the way Raiden’s eyes glistened.
“No underwear…?” Raiden asked, glancing up at him briefly. Raiden then laughed. “Some things never change I suppose,” He said, remembering he never had underwear on in the past when they fucked.
Raiden then hummed as he placed his hands on Kung Lao’s bare thighs, squeezing his muscles slightly before he slid his hands down his legs, caressing his skin underneath. Raiden leaned his head forward, taking a deep breath in as he placed his nose right under Kung Lao’s balls. Raiden looked up, Kung Lao’s hard cock twitching right above his face.
“Raiden..” Kung Lao whispered, but Raiden didn't respond. Instead, he stuck out his tongue and placed it right at the base of his cock.
Kung Lao shivered and leaned against the wall as he felt Raiden’s tongue slowly moving up his shaft. Raiden’s tongue was delicate as it traced over every vein of Kung Lao’s dick. He shivered, closing his eyes as he felt the other’s tongue seemingly teasing him.
Raiden smiled as his tongue made its way up and eventually laying flat against his head. Raiden then kissed the tip of his cock which had Kung Lao sucking in air through his teeth. Raiden then placed another kiss, then another, then another, and another, until he felt Kung Lao’s grip in his hair tighten ever so slightly. It was hardly noticeable, but Raiden took each and every one of his movements and ingrained them into his mind.
Raiden then wrapped his lips around the tip of Kung Lao’s cock which had him taking a very shaky breath.
“Ngh…” Kung Lao tried to hold back his voice, but once he felt Raiden’s hot mouth sinking down on his dick he couldn't control himself any longer.
“Oh shit…” Kung Lao moaned as he opened his eyes, a wave of lust washing over him as he saw how Raiden’s lips looked wrapped around his dick.
Kung Lao’s mouth was parted in awe as he felt Raiden’s tongue rubbing against him lovingly. He had no trouble taking all of his length down his throat and he couldn't stop the way his voice couldn't stay stable.
“Oh fuh-...fuck..” Kung Lao stuttered out as he stared down at the scene under him.
It had been embarrassingly long since the last time he’d had his dick in somebody’s mouth, but that was simply one of the consequences of being the god of a timeline, the creator of the universe. It was a drawback he claimed he didn't miss very much, but at this very moment, for a second, he considered giving away his titan abilities if it meant he could have his cock down Raiden’s throat any time he wanted.
“Mhmm…yeah,” Kung Lao moaned as his eyes lidded. Once he could feel Raiden’s lips touching the base of his pelvis again, Kung Lao couldn't stop himself from putting pressure on Raiden’s head, forcing his head to stay there as his cock throbbed inside of his throat.
“Haughh….hah- oh fuck…” Kung Lao moaned as he held Raiden’s head steady. Raiden’s throat was so hot and tight around his dick, he almost felt like it was on fire. Kung Lao was leaning forward slightly as he forced Raiden to stay still. He felt so sensitive and he could feel the way he throbbed in his mouth.
Raiden then hummed, which had Kung Lao protesting in sensitive twitches and moans.
“Ahh- hahh...ngh..hahh..” Kung Lao let out as he felt the vibrations along his cock. This felt too good, dangerously so, and Raiden knew that's what he was thinking. Raiden then pulled his head away, letting Kung Lao’s cock slide out of his mouth and fling back up.
Raiden coughed and took a deep breath once his cock was free, though he very much enjoyed having it down his throat. Kung Lao’s scent was intoxicating, but his taste was almost making him feel drunk.
Raiden had one desire, one thing that had been on his mind since before he had even got here, which is why he had stopped so soon. Raiden glanced up at Kung Lao whose breathing was heavy already. Raiden smiled as he placed his hand on the back of Kung Lao’s right thigh, and lifted it up.
Kung Lao was caught off guard with his leg being forcefully raised. He placed his hands on the wall behind him, pressing all his weight on it so he could stay upright.
“Raiden..?” Kung Lao asked as he tried to catch his breath, but before he could get another word out, Raiden’s face was being pressed in between Kung Lao’s ass.
Kung Lao’s posture stiffened significantly, and he hadn't even realized he was slouching so much. He let out a rather loud whine as he felt Raiden’s tongue right against his hole, and that was his weakness.
Raiden was holding Kung Lao’s thigh as far apart as he could, as his other hand was gripping Kung Lao’s ass, spreading him apart as best he could as he shoved his tongue in between them.
This. This was what Raiden had been craving for ages. It was like a drug to him. To Raiden, there was nothing so delectable in any realm, and now, he felt so incredibly starved, and he was going to get his fill.
“Mmm,” Raiden groaned as his tongue circled Kung Lao’s tight hole. Raiden wished he could see his meal, but he couldn’t because of the position he was in. Raiden just knew it looked as delectable as it tasted, wanting more and more by the second.
“So good..” Raiden said, but Kung Lao could hardly make out what he said as his words were muffled in between his cheeks.
Kung Lao hissed when he felt Raiden’s tongue plunging into him and he leaned back, wanting more of the feeling as his tongue impaled his hole. Raiden wrapped his lips around Kung Lao's pucked hole, almost as if he were making out with it. He pressed his face in further, but his tongue could only get so far, which frustrated him.
“Ugh-ngh- hahhh..” Kung Lao moaned as he tried to make out words, but he was so desperate for more he couldn't make out anything but that.
“More…ahhh fuck-” Kung Lao moaned as he felt Raiden's tongue licking at his walls.
Raiden seemed like he could never be sated as his grip on Kung Lao’s legs was so rough it was almost bruising him, but Kung Lao could hardly notice as he felt himself getting closer to orgasm from just his mouth attacking all of his most sensitive places.
“Oh my god- hngh…” Kung Lao moaned out desperately, but that's when Raiden pulled his mouth away, and this time, Kung Lao loudly protested with a disappointed sigh.
Raiden licked his lips as he spread his legs apart further. He looked up at the sight above him, and it was like he fell in love all over again. His asshole was so tight and so fucking pink. It looked swollen from his tongue trading him, but it was clenching around nothing, as if his hole was just begging to be destroyed.
“Hahh..” Raiden moaned as he stared up at Kung Lao’s hole.
“Im gonna fuck that hole, “ Raiden said, though he meant it as more of a promise than anything.
Kung Lao felt a shiver run down his spine as Raiden spoke, and at this point, he wanted nothing more than for Raiden to keep that promise of his.
Raiden then stood up, allowing Kung Lao’s leg to be placed back down on the ground, but not for very long. Raiden smirked as he took a step forward, leaning in and placing a passionate kiss on Kung Lao’s lips. Kung Lao could taste his hole on Raiden’s lips, and he was disappointed when he pulled his mouth away so quickly.
Raiden chuckled. “I thought you wanted me to fuck off,” Raiden said with a smile but Kung Lao just glared at him, scoffed, and pushed him away slightly.
Kung Lao then turned and bent over his bed, his chest laying flat on his sheets as he reached backward and spread himself open for Raiden to take.
Raiden’s eyes widened, he definitely wasn't expecting that. He blinked a few times as Kung Lao spread his asscheeks apart, revealing that sweet little hole of his that had Raiden wrapped around it. Raiden’s eyes lowered as he stared at how it clenched and loosened, Kung Lao was so irresistible, so much so it had him traveling timelines, and it was most certainly worth it, just for this.
Raiden then took a step forward and placed a hand on Kung Lao’s bare ass. He rubbed it softly, admiring how smooth it was before he squeezed it rather tightly. His ass was like jelly, and he couldn't help himself but give it a firm slap.
Raiden raised his hand, and then quickly dropped it, hitting Kung Lao’s ass harshly which made him let out a desperate cry. Raiden chuckled, and did it again, enjoying the way his flesh jiggled after it was hit.
Raiden quickly leaned his head down and kissed the area he had hit. He caressed it softly, then placed a soft kiss there. Raiden then smiled against his skin as he opened his mouth and bit rather roughly down on his ass, causing Kung Lao to yelp.
Raiden pulled away to see his work, loving how his teeth looked marked on that ass of his. Raiden then leaned down once more and placed a kiss on Kung Lao’s twitching hole. He pulled back up.
“Fuck Raiden…Fuck..” Kung Lao moaned in frustration as he spread himself apart further. He was so horny it was embarrassing, and Kung Lao felt pathetic at how he’d fallen apart like this, but the only thought on his mind was Raiden’s cock fucking him until he couldn't speak.
“Oh Lao…” Raiden said sweetly as he rubbed his ass cheek with one hand, and unbuttoned his pants with the other.
Raiden’s eyes were fixated on his hole as he tightened and begged for him to fuck him senseless.
Kung Lao preened at the nickname, remembering the times he had used it so long ago when he was balls deep, buried inside of him.
Raiden had pulled his cock out and started stroking himself. He was already rock hard, and he had been that way since he was on the ground, kissing at Kung Lao’s leg.
“I’ll help you, don't worry,” Raiden said as he stroked his cock and aligned his tip with his hole.
“Oh, it's so wet…” Raiden said in a whisper as if he were in awe, even though he was the one who had made it so wet in the first place.
Kung Lao moaned as he felt the tip of his cock right against his hole. He felt a wave of pure debauchery flossing his body as he imagined how that dick of his would feel as it was shoved inside. God, he wanted it so bad. He wanted to be fucked, it was the only thing he could think about, how shameless could he be.
But when Kung Lao felt Raiden’s cock start to push inside of him, all he could do was moan and enjoy it.
“Just like that…” Raiden said as he took in a deep breath as he slid his cock inside of Kung Lao.
Both of them were surprisingly silent as Raiden's cock slid inside, stopping at first as his head was enveloped by otherworldly warmth. Raiden was already out of breath, but he continued, and slid himself inside of Kung Lao’s ass even further, only stopping once his entire length was inside of him.
Kung Lao’s mouth was hanging open as he shivered and twitched at the feeling of being full. He could feel that tight, painful stretch around his rim, but that cock inside of him felt like nothing but heaven.
“Good boy…” Raiden praised as he placed his hands on Kung Lao’s hips, and slowly started pulling out of him.
Kung Lao was laying there in anticipation as the other pulled out, but he was quickly satisfied once he felt his hips snap back, his cock being shoved deeply inside of him as he cried out in pure pleasure.
“Ah! Ahh-uhh- fuuck..” Kung Lao moaned out as he gripped the sheets on his bed tightly.
Raiden held the others' hips tightly, living how vocal Kung Lao had become, a sharp contrast from how they’d started.
“Oh, Kung Lao..” Raiden said as he slammed his cock into the other man, Kung Lao moaning pathetically with every single one of his thrusts.
“I'm never letting go of you…” Raiden said as his heart was full of desire, of want, of pure need.
Raiden chuckled as his pace stayed quick and unrelenting, seemingly exactly what Kung Lao wanted. “I'm all you'll ever need Lao,” He said lovingly, but Kung Lao couldn't even think as his ass was being pounded into jelly.
His ass felt so soft, his insides were so plush and delectable, it was hot and tight and Raiden didn't ever want to pull out.
Raiden smiled as he fucked into the other man at a quicker pace. “Y'know…” Raiden said, letting his words trail off playfully as he felt a fire building inside of him. “I’d make you pregnant if I could…” Raiden said, and Kung Lao shivered at those words, and he wasn't sure why.
“Haughh..nghhh-ahh..ahh..!” Kung Lao moaned out loudly, ad if an indication of how close he was since he was being fucked too good to speak.
“So good..” Raiden said as he watched the way his cock slid in and out of that tight hole of his. “I'm going to cum in you,” Raiden said as he continued his motions. “Paint your warm hole with my cum..” Raiden said as if he were in a trance.
“Yeah…” Raiden said as he pounded into Kung Lao, whose legs were twitching frantically.
Raiden couldn't believe just how in love he was with the man under him, in fact, love seemed like a frivolous word compared to how his heart wanted to eat him whole. There was nothing he wanted so purely in any world other than the man he had right now, and there was no chance he’d ever let go of him, not when he knew he was all he needed.
If it only meant that he’d stay with him forever, Raiden would happily rip out his heart and allow Kung Lao to feast on it entirely.
Raiden didn't know how to convey how utterly he needed Kung Lao, but he figured he’d have time for all of that in the eons they would now have together, for Raiden had no intention of letting Kung Lao out of his sight any longer.
“You're mine, Kung Lao,” Raiden said with a glint in his eyes as he gripped his hips tightly.
“Hnghh…fuhh..” Kung Lao could hardly get out a full word as he felt himself losing it.
“Go on…cum with my dick inside of you,” Raiden said with a smile. “Just like how you used to..” Raiden said and Kung Lao couldn’t help but oblige as he came all over his bed and stomach without having to be touched.
“Ahh- oh fuckk..Ahh..” Kung Lao moaned as his eyes rolled back.
Raiden smiled genuinely, feeling pure adoration as the love of his life came while skewered on his dick. There was nothing so pleasurable.
“So good for me,” Raiden moaned as he gripped his hips tightly. “Squeezing so tight like that..” Raiden said with half a moan as Kung Lao squeezed down on his shaft because of his orgasm.
“My cum’s gonna drip out of you..” Raiden said, his speech almost slurred as he felt himself come undone as he came inside Kung Lao’s tight hole.
“Ahhh..Hahh..ugh..” Raiden moaned out as he threw his head back, feeling himself spilling his white, hot pleasure inside of the love of his life.
“Oh- god- ahhh..” Raiden moaned as he came far more than either of them were expecting.
Kung Lao could feel cum filling up his insides, and he shivered as Raiden bottomed out inside of him one last time.
Kung Lao was groaning against the bed, only now loosening his grip on the now-ruined sheets of his bed. His legs and cock were twitching as he tried to come back from the most intense orgasm he’s had in years.
“No one could ever fuck you like this,” Raiden said as he rubbed Kung Lao’s back comfortingly. “Stay with me, Lao…” Raiden said, leaning down so he could kiss his back. "Through all timelines...to any extent...for all eternity..." Raiden said with a pause as he met the others' gaze.
Kung Lao turned his face and Raiden took the opportunity to place a hand on his cheek and bring his face closer.
“...I'll have you…” Raiden finished his sentence and he placed his lips on Kung Lao’s, and caught him in a kiss.
Syzoth x Tomas! Symos, smut, gay sex, mating, in heat, breeding, NO MPREG, just mating lol! Slight violence, creampie, syzoth has a long tongue! 🦎✨💨 About 5K words ~
Mating Season
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“Syzoth..?” Tomas asked as his friend rubbed up against him.
Tomas smiled as he placed his hand on Syzoth’s head as if he were an animal, and gave him a pat.
Syzoth was rubbing his head against the younger man’s cheek which had his friend giggling in response.
If Tomas was aware of Zaterran culture, he would have realized what the reptilian was doing was not simply a friendly gesture, but a mating habit.
It was that time of the year, when Zaterrans were particularly friendly to each other, or in Syzoth’s case, to his friend.
Tomas and Syzoth had grown particularly close, even though Syzoth tended to stay in Outworld as the ambassador to the Zatterans on behalf of Queen Mileena. Tomas, as one of the founding members of the Shirai Ryu, along with his brother, Kuai Liang, were also incredibly busy as they built their new clan up from the ground. Though the two had very separate lives, they made time for each other, as friends, or maybe not.
The pair were sitting in a field surrounded by shallow forests. They had met at the Shaolin Temple, knowing that it was a safe place where they were both welcome. But Syzoth wanted to get away from all the people, partly because he hated seeing others look at Tomas, even if only platonically, and partly because he just wanted alone time with his friend. So the pair snuck off into the trees till they found a clearing to stop and sit down at, though they were still surrounded by trees and bushes.
“What were you saying, Tomas?” Syzoth said, pretending like he wasn’t smothering the other man in his scent.
“Oh, right,” Tomas said as he just let his friend do what he pleased, figuring it was a sign of endearment, which he wasn't going to shove away.
“His name is Hanzo Hasashi, he’s got great potential, and he’s a very hard worker,” Smoke said as he beamed with pride at the new recruit.
“Though he did try to rob me when I first met him,” Tomas laughed, knowing now the kid was only looking for money to sustain himself on the streets.
While Tomas joked, Syzoth suddenly got tense, straightening his posture as he furrowed his brows, looking at the younger man.
“He didn't hurt you did he..?” Syzoth asked and Tomas was suddenly put off by his serious demeanor.
“No, he’s only a kid after all,” Tomas replied, which seemed to calm the reptilian down.
“...I’m glad,” Syzoth said, playing off his possessiveness as a simple care for one's friend.
Tomas smiled, knowing his friend cared so much about him put him at ease, he was even flattered by it.
Syzoth then became adamant on making the silver-haired man smell just like him. In his eyes, not only would it keep away predators, but it would ward off any potential mates who didn't feel like challenging Syzoth for him. Though he did this, he knew there were likely no other Zaterrans around, so there was no real purpose in doing it, but Syzoth had this instinctual desire to do it. He wasn't sure if it was out of lust, possessiveness, or because he saw the other man as prey, but to him, it just felt like the right thing to do.
Syzoth moved behind the other man and he spoke, rubbing his cheek over his hair.
Tomas held back a laugh and just let the man above him do what he’d been doing as he told him stories of Hanzo, Kuai Liang, and their new beginning.
Syzoth wasn’t really paying attention to anything he had to say, instead focusing on the task at hand. Syzoth rubbed himself against Tomas’s back, making sure his skin touched his neck.
“This would be far more efficient if he wasn’t clothed,” Syzoth thought to himself. “I wish I could bite him..” Syzoth also thought, knowing bites were considered a form of ownership, plus his saliva would carry his scent farther.
“Right, Syzoth?” Tomas asked, which snapped the Zaterran out of his thoughts.
Syzoth shook his head and looked at the man next to him. He had crawled all the way around him, rubbing himself on the younger man as much as possible, but he hadn’t been listening at all.
Tomas raised an eyebrow and grinned. “You weren’t listening, were you?” Tomas asked and Syzoth nodded. If it weren't for the younger man’s amused expression he likely wouldn't have admitted it so quickly, but he didn't think he’d ever seen his friend genuinely mad, when he wasn't talking about his brother of course.
“..no,” Syzoth admitted, the subtlest of pouts forming on his face, knowing he shouldn't have been so caught up in his horny actions.
Tomas just smiled and reached his hands upward so they could cup Syzoth’s face, holding onto his cheeks.
“You're just like a cat Syzoth,” Tomas beamed as he admired his friend.
Their faces were a lot closer than Tomas remembered them being, but he could admire the other’s features a lot better this way.
Syzoth had such smooth skin, and his features were so masculine, in an attractive way. The bones in his cheeks and his nose were prominent features that screamed, “Beauty,”. Tomas let his thumb run over the tattoo under Syzoth's right eye, tracing a half circle from directly under his eye, to his cheekbone. The tattoo continued above his eye, but that’s all he could reach without moving his hands. Piercing green eyes stared back at him, seemingly admiring him back.
“You're really handsome, Syzoth,” Tomas said, having to hold himself back from saying what he really wanted to say.
Syzoth’s eyes widened slightly as his cheeks became flushed, but Tomas seemed to tilt his head when he noticed.
“Are you…blushing..?” Tomas asked as if he wasn't sure, instead of as if he were in disbelief, which made Syzoth want to answer honestly.
“Well…yeah. I’m not used to such...uh…praise,” Syzoth said, which was half true.
Tomas leaned his face in closer, which had Syzoth gripping the grass below him so he wouldn't pounce.
Tomas caressed his cheeks with his fingers as he admired the other’s tinted skin.
“You blush green,” Tomas said with a smile on his face as if he’d discovered something amazing. “I forget you have green blood sometimes,” Tomas said as Syzoth pulled his face away from Tomas’s grasp.
Syzoth turned his face away, he too forgot that his blood running green was not normal for most people in and out of Outworld.
“Oh..” Syzoth said as if he were embarrassed by it, but when he felt hands back on his cheeks, he knew his blush only grew stronger.
“It’s pretty,” Tomas said and Syzoth had to physically stop his pupils from dilating when he heard that.
Syzoth had a hunger rising in him, a starving, ravenous hunger that could only be sated by having his friend suffering on his cock as he pumped him full of his semen.
Syzoth tried to shake the idea away, but the thought of Smoke crying as he was relentlessly fucked had Syzoth huffing in excitement.
“You ok?” Tomas asked innocently, wondering if his compliments were too forward, but they were nothing but true.
“Yeah, I’m uh..” Syzoth said, laughing in between his sentence as he placed a hand over his eyes and shook away his thoughts. “I’m alright,” He said as he took a breath. If he didn’t calm down, something questionable was going to happen.
Tomas took his hands away, placing them behind him on the grass, and leaned back, turning his head toward Syzoth who was right next to him.
Tomas then shifted closer to where their shoulders were touching, then leaned his head on the Zaterran’s shoulder.
Tomas thought this may have been a little much for the two who were supposed to be platonic friends, but he figured if Syzoth showed affection by rubbing up on him, leaning on the other man would be seen in a similar light, and it definitely was.
Syzoth almost froze when he felt the younger man’s head leaning on his shoulder, not knowing what he should do.
In his mind, this was a sign of reciprocation, but did Tomas understand what he was doing? Was this a miscommunication or a direct message, he wasn’t sure what to think.
Syzoth looked down at the other man, but Tomas’s eyes were closed, seemingly very comfortable. Syzoth just admired the man leaning on him for a while, until he leaned his head on Tomas’s.
Syzoth kept himself still, but he still had this urge to rub up against him. Syzoth sniffed the other man, he smelled great, like tea leaves, charcoal, and, well, smoke. Though he had a very fitting and quite pleasant scent, the fact that he didn't smell like him made Syzoth feel antsy, as if there was a task that still needed to be completed.
Syzoth couldn't help himself as he moved his head, smelling the younger man’s hair. Syzoth clenched his teeth to not let out a shudder. The reptilian felt lucky that he wasn't in full, or half Zaterran form, because if he had been, his tail would have been slapping on the ground like a dog.
Syzoth felt his body tingle when he felt the man under him start to rub back. That did something to him.
“Tomas,” Syzoth said, wondering if he knew what he was doing, but Tomas just smiled with his eyes closed.
“You’re cold,” Tomas said jokingly, knowing the other was cold-blooded.
Tomas leaned in closer, letting his arm wrap around Syzoth’s, wondering if that would help his friend keep warm.
Tomas opened his eyes and looked up at the taller man, but to his surprise, Syzoth was staring back down at him, his eyes lidded and full of something he couldn't quite describe.
“Syzoth..?” Tomas asked, furrowing a brow when he suddenly heard a low churr coming from the other man.
Tomas’s eyes widened, he could feel the vibrations of his low trill that seemed like a purely guttural noise, similar to a growl, but it was a sound he didn't necessarily have to choose to make. Like how his cheeks flushed when he was embarrassed, or how he shivered when he was cold, this was a natural response.
Syzoth’s lips were slightly parted as his eyes stayed fixated on Tomas’s, his low grumbling describing his thoughts exactly.
It was only now that Tomas had realized what was happening, that noise had one meaning, even if he wasn't well versed in Zatteran culture, this was undeniably obvious behavior.
“Tomas…” Syzoth said, this time his words breathless.
Tomas’s mouth opened slightly as if to say something as he lifted his head up to look at the other man directly, but no words came out.
“Tomas,” Syzoth repeated, as if saying his name would deliver his message without him having to vocalize it.
Syzoth then shifted his body and wrapped his arms around the younger man. Syzoth was now sitting behind him, his arms tightening around Smoke’s body in a way that had him constricted, but his arms were still free. Syzoth leaned his head in the crook of Tomas’s neck as he breathed onto his skin.
Syzoth pulled the Gray-haired man closer into him, so that his back was against Syzoth’s chest.
“What are you..?” Tomas asked nervously as he felt the reptilian holding him securely against his chest, his arms constricting him rather tightly.
“Tomas..” Syzoth repeated once more, this time whispering his name into the other’s shoulder.
Syzoth had his mouth open as he breathed on the other's sensitive skin. He was struggling not to bite down on the flesh that was blocking his breath, it was almost like torture having to hold himself back when the object of his desires was in his arms.
Syzoth tried to close his mouth, but the temptation of ravaging Tomas kept him from putting his teeth away.
Tomas turned his head around to meet Syzoth’s, though his head was buried where his shoulder and neck met, his eyes were still barely visible. Syzoth glanced at Tomas when he noticed him turn toward him, noticing how surprised the younger man looked.
“..Your eyes..” Tomas said almost in shock as the round puppy-like pupils shifted into sharp daggers.
Syzoth’s grip tightened on the man in his arms, trying his best not to dig his nails into the other’s skin.
Syzoth didn't answer, he didn't want to mess this up with him talking, but that low churr came back, his chest grumbling with lust as he looked the other man in the eyes.
Tomas’s heart was beating fast, he had no idea his friend felt this way, and the animalistic characteristics he was showing had him confused and intrigued.
Syzoth’s breathing was heavy against Tomas as he held his desires back with every ounce of restraint he could manage, but judging by how tightly he was holding his friend, and how there was already a bulge in his pants, there wasn’t much left.
Tomas just blushed as he snapped out of his frozen state, after being stunned for a few moments, he knew he had no desire to push his friend away, so he leaned into his touch, as if he were giving the reptilian permission to stop holding back.
Syzoth closed his eyes, still holding back even though his friend had leaned into him after knowing his true intentions. Syzoth didn't want to hurt Tomas, but he wanted to see him hurt, and he couldn't help that feeling of feral desire. He knew humans were rather fragile, even as an assassin and a man of battle, he was hesitant.
Syzoth, instead of biting like he wanted, stuck his tongue out and licked the other man’s neck, starting at the base of his shoulder, moving up till his tongue met the other’s ear.
Tomas let out a breath when he felt his tongue on his skin, he was being a lot more gentle than Tomas thought he’d be.
Syzoth let himself nip at the other’s earlobe, but feeling his teeth on the other’s skin had him desperate to take another bite, but he couldn't.
Syzoth tried to ignore the feeling, moving his head to the side to kiss at the other’s jaw.
Syzoth was holding Tomas so tightly, which is why the younger man knew he was still holding back.
Tomas smiled at the kisses before he spoke, holding back a chuckle. “You don’t have to hold back,” Tomas said, not knowing what he was asking for.
Syzoth stopped his loving actions immediately, even though he had only just started. He lifted his head and looked at the younger man.
“Are you..sure..?” Syzoth asked hesitantly as his mind went wild with the thoughts of what he would do to the younger man if given the chance.
“Yes, I'm sure,” Tomas said as he reached his head forward and placed a kiss on Syzoth’s cheek.
Syzoth unwrapped his arms around the other man, backing up slightly as Tomas watched him move.
Tomas tilted his head, wondering what he was doing, but before he could finish that thought, he felt a hand in his hair, pulling on his locks fiercely.
“Sy-?” Tomas attempted to ask, but then his face was in the ground.
Tomas’s eyes widened as his face was shoved into the ground, he was tasting dirt and suddenly his heart was racing. Tomas attempted to turn his head to the side to see what was happening, but when he tried, his scalp stung as Syzoth pulled his hair roughly.
Syzoth had one hand buried in the other's hair, but his other hand snuck under his waist, and pulled him so that he was face down on his knees, his bottom half being at the perfect angle now.
Syzoth pulled on Tomas’s hair so his head was pulled off the ground, but then his hair was roughly dropped, his forehead hitting grass.
Syzoth then took both of his hands and grabbed at Tomas’s chest. He squeezed his muscles tightly, and then clawed at the clothes on his body till he could hear it rip. He trailed his nails down till he reached his navel, then moved his hands back up and reached his hands in between the holes he made in his clothing.
Syzoth almost growled when he felt the other’s bare skin against his fingertips, wanting nothing more than to claw at his skin as well, but they were only starting.
Tomas gasped when he felt his clothing being torn apart, not knowing just how vicious his friend could really be.
“Syzoth?!” Tomas said but the response he got was his chest being groped.
Tomas grit his teeth at the feeling of his pecs being squeezed so hard, he couldn’t deny his unashamed roughness made him feel something.
Syzoth then moved his hands down the front of Tomas's body, feeling every muscle under his touch, only moving his hands away to place them on his back, and claw through the backside of his clothing till it was thin enough to rip off entirely.
Tomas gasped again, feeling his shirt fall off of his body as it was torn to tatters. “How was he going to explain this when he got back? “ Tomas thought, but his thoughts were quickly forgotten when he felt teeth sinking into him.
Syzoth admired the beautiful skin below him, knowing it would look so much better, littered with bites and scratches, and he was more than happy to help.
Syzoth gripped the other's waist tightly and leaned his head down, giving Tomas’s shoulder blade a lick before he bit down harshly, his canines piercing his skin as his flesh molded against his teeth.
Tomas finally yelped, hearing his voice got Syzoth excited.
Syzoth dug his nails into the younger man’s hips as he pulled him against his own crotch, Syzoth grinding against the other's ass as he made sure his bite would leave a mark before pulling away.
Syzoth licked his lips when he tasted blood, red blood was delicious, and Tomas’s was irresistible.
Tomas took in a sharp breath as he felt sharp teeth pierce his skin, and blunt teeth bruise him in one motion. He shivered when he felt his back being clawed at, and let out a groan when he felt another bite on his lower back.
Syzoth wasn't holding back, biting and licking and biting again at the soft skin below him.
“Haaaugh..” Tomas moaned as he was bitten, he never thought the feeling of his skin being abused would make him feel so sensitive.
Syzoth trailed his bites down the younger man’s back until he couldn't taste his skin any longer as there was more clothing in the way.
Syzoth decided to not completely rip away his pants, instead giving him some mercy and just roughly pulling them down to his knees.
Tomas tensed when he felt his pants being pulled down, glancing back as he saw the other man lick his lips, which had Tomas huffing in anticipation.
Syzoth did decide to tear away his underwear, figuring he wouldn't need them as he grabbed the hem of them and pulled till they snapped.
“Ah!” Tomas yelped as his underwear snapped back in his skin when they were ripped off.
Tomas bit his lip in order not to scream when he felt rough hands grab a handful of his ass when it was revealed.
“Fuck yeah,” Syzoth said as he immediately bit the other’s ass cheek, his teeth happily breaking skin as Tomas twitched at the pain.
Syzoth moved his head around with his teeth sunk into the fatty flesh of his ass, knowing that must hurt as he pulled away, blood staining his upper lip before he quickly licked it away.
Tomas’s legs were shaking as he whined out in pain, god those teeth knew how to fuck him up.
“Your teeth…shit Syzoth,” Tomas breathed out when he felt another bite, physically jumping when he felt those teeth press against him.
Syzoth hummed, smiling as he pressed his teeth down harder, gaining another pained whine from the other man as he shook his ass in the air as if to dispel the sharp stinging in his behind.
Tomas shuddered, as he moved his hand to his mouth, biting down on his finger as he breathed out weak breaths. Every time he was bitten or scratched he would moan out unintelligible noises.
“Hnghhhn-” Tomas groaned when he felt Syzoth’s teeth release from his muscles, giving him a brief moment of nothing before he felt his ass spread apart as wide as he could manage.
Syzoth spread Tomas wide open, moving his head closer as the scent of his wet hole enveloped his senses. Syzoth shuddered, breathing out an unsteady sigh as he saw the way Tomas clenched around nothing.
“You smell…haaah..” Syzoth said and he stared at his hole with desire, blinking when he saw his saliva drop right in between his cheeks. He was drooling.
Instead of licking the drool away, he let his spit fall onto his hole, watching as drops of his saliva pooled against his hole that was just begging for more.
Syzoth licked his lips finally before he moved his head downward and wrapped his lips around his twitching hole.
“Syzoooth-! Nghhhh…haahh..” Tomas moaned in elongated words as he felt lips against his hole. His cock twitched as he felt the other man’s lips move and kiss and suck at his most sensitive area.
“Hmmm,’ Syzoth hummed as he happily sucked at the other man, letting his tongue tease him as he swiped it against him.
Syzoth pulled his lips away, and Tomas groaned in disappointment. Syzoth licked his lips once more, then stuck out his tongue and teased his hole by licking up and down, then around his opening.
“FUck-” Tomas moaned as he gripped the grass below him roughly.
Syzoth laughed, waiting a moment before he decided to let his tongue enter the younger man, and his tongue slipped in with ease.
Tomas gasped again, arching his back when the Zaterran’s wet appendage entered his body.
Syzoth grabbed at Tomas’s thighs, happily letting his nails scratch at his meaty legs, strong and thick from years of training and fighting, only to be marked up by a ravenous reptile.
“You tasthe guh..” Syzoth said, trying to tell the other man how good he tasted, but with his tongue busy inside the other man, his words, understandably, didn’t come out so clearly.
Tomas whined, backing up onto the other man’s face as his cock twitched in between his legs, he needed more, and Syzoth was happy to give.
Syzoth pulled his tongue out momentarily. “You’ll remember this about Zatterans,” Syzoth said as he placed his face back, sticking his tongue back out and letting it enter the other man once more, but this time, his tongue went in way farther than Tomas thought possible.
Tomas instantly arched his back, throwing his head to the side as he shivered.
“So…ahhh..deep..” Tomas said as he felt the other's thick tongue wiggle and move inside of him, so deep it was making his cock jump.
Syzoth relished the taste of Tomas’s hole, he was delicious, his taste far more rich and enticing than his scent let on.
“Mhmm,” Syzoth moaned as he squeezed and squished the flushed flesh of the other’s thighs. Syzoth savored his flavor, if he could taste him like this all day, he would, but his cock was ready and begging to be inside of him.
When Syzoth took his tongue away, he swallowed, his lips covered in saliva as the sight of his asshole throbbing in front of him enticed him for more.
Syzoth backed up and stood up, rubbing Tomas’s ass lovingly before he gripped it, watching his skin squish under his grasp.
Syzoth undid his pants, letting them drop to his ankles before he kicked them off of him entirely.
Syzoth placed a hand under Tomas’s hips and pulled them upward because his legs had weakened and slid apart after all the teasing. Syzoth straightened Tomas’s posture so that his ass was perfectly lined up with his own hips. Syzoth placed his thumb under the hem of his underwear, pulling them down so his cock flung out, right onto the other’s ass.
“..Yeah..” Syzoth said to himself as he held him by the hips and rubbed his bare cock against his cheeks.
Syzoth spread his cheeks apart once more, placing the tip of his dick right up against the younger man’s quivering entrance, his tight muscles opening and closing around nothing as if it were begging for his penis.
“Shit Syzoth…” Tomas said as he did his best to keep his legs from faltering, but he was so sensitive he couldn't help it.
“I can't wait to see you crying on this cock..” Syzoth said as he teased him with his tip.
Syzoth laughed when the other backed up against him.
“Sobbing and weeping and crying and begging,” Syzoth said as he lost himself in his thoughts.
“This delicious ass…” Syzoth said, leaning down quickly to place a kiss against his cheek, nipping at it once before he moved back.
“Just fucking fuck me, Syzoth!” Tomas yelped, desperate for his dick and unable to stand the constant teasing.
“Please...please...plea-” Tomas started to chant, but luckily for him, he didn’t have to wait to finish his mantra when Syzoth’s thick cock finally slid inside of him.
“AHH-” Tomas yelled, forgetting that there could very well be people who could hear him, but the feeling of Syzoth’s thick cock moving inside him had him losing his mind.
“Yeaaah..” Syzoth growled as he pulled the other’s waist against him, stopping when he finally bottomed out inside him.
If it were possible, Syzoth would have had hearts in his eyes. Having his cock sunk into the other man’s ass entirely had him breathless and desperate.
“Fuck..fuck..fuck,” Syzoth said with the largest grin on his face as his cock twitched inside the other man.
“That’s so good…hahhh, it's so tight…” Syzoth said as he held the other’s ass firmly against himself.
“So warm..” Syzoth said as he slowly pulled out, only to immediately slam back in, wanting nothing more than to be enveloped by his warmth.
Syzoth immediately picked up his pace, fucking the other man roughly and without care.
Tomas didn't seem to mind that as his upper body laid on the ground, breathing heavily and moaning louder and louder with every thrust.
“You're perfect,” Syzoth said as he pumped into him, his warmth making him lose his mind.
“Oh yeaah..” The Zaterran said as he spread the other's ass wide so he could watch as his dick slipped in and out of his ass flawlessly.
Syzoth’s grip must have been bruising the other man, he could help but hold onto him like he owned him.
“Yeah, take my fat fucking cock,” Syzoth said as he heard the man below him whining and begging for more.
“Yeah..yeah..more…ooh..fuck!” Tomas whimpered as he felt his cock slam against his prostate with every motion, at this rate he wouldn't even have to touch his cock and he’d lose it.
“You want this cum huh? You want this semen inside of your hot fucking asshole?” Syzoth said as his breathing became even more ragged.
“Yeaah, you wanna take all my cum, drain my balls till I have nothing left,” Syzoth breathed out as Tomas started to clench around him.
“Mhmm, you gonna cum on my dick?” Syzoth asked as he slammed against him. Toma’s legs were definitely going to hurt the next day.
“You wanna have my kids,” Syzoth said as he slammed against him like a maniac, he was close, so close and he couldn't handle being on that edge.
“You’re gonna lay my eggs,” Syzoth said as his eyes glazed over.
Syzoth wasn’t thinking his words through, he was simply saying whatever his heat-induced mind thought of. He had this primal urge to mate and release, so his words were relaying that sentiment.
Tomas was almost gagged with how pristinely he was being fucked, his moans and whimpers had just turned to mush at his point, he’d never been treated so roughly in his life, by an ally at least, and he was savoring the flavor of the stinging and throbbing in his body.
“Syzoth..Syzoth I’m so close..” Tomas was hardly able to get out as his cock spilled precum all over the ground and in between his thighs.
“I’m gonna fill you with cum, watch it drip out of you as you get pregnant with my fucking semen,” Syzoth said as he leaned his upper body against Tomas’s back.
“Fuck Syzoth!” Tomas yelled as he threw his head back in pleasure, as his cock twitched as spurts of cum flew onto the ground.
“HAUgh-hh…” Tomas shivered and shuddered as he pathetically came all over the ground, and partly on his neck because of how his body was angled.
Syzoth whimpered when he felt the other man tighten against him.
“Fuck Tomas…When you tighten like that-” Syzoth said as his thrusts became messy and wholly uncoordinated.
“ShhIT!” Syzoth yelled as he slammed against the other man as he exploded inside the other man.
“Ahhhh, ahh, oooh,” Syzoth moaned as he fucked his cum into the other man as it came out in long spurts.
“Fuck.” Syzoth said as he filled the other man with his semen, fucking it deeper and deeper inside of him until he had no more energy to continue.
“Haaaah..” Syzoth breathily moaned as he slowly pulled out of the man, wincing as cool air hit his now softening cock.
Syzoth caught his breath as he held the other’s ass in his hands, watching as his semen started to drip out of the other's hole.
Syzoth smiled, as he breathed out in excitement, the scene was fully and utterly fulfilling.
Tomas was twitching on the ground as he felt the other’s cum leak out of him, but he suddenly felt two fingers against his hole.
“Don't let it drip out baby,” Syzoth said lovingly as if he were in another world, still entranced with how he filled him up so well.
Tomas started chuckling as he clenched his ass, holding in the other’s essence inside of him.
Tomas swayed his ass from side to side as the other man followed his swaying with his two fingers to ensure not a drop of his cum was wasted.
Syzoth smiled as he started to come back to his senses, also laughing as he realized just how breeding-crazy he’d been.
The pair just caught their breath for a few moments as they, “Sobered up,” So to speak, especially Syzoth.
“Sorry about the uh..clothes,” Syzoth said awkwardly, his fingers still against the other’s hole.
Tomas laughed as he realized his legs shaking his head.
“I'm scratched up enough, we’ll pretend we got in a fight,” Tomas said and Syzoth laughed.
“Good idea,” Syzoth replied as the two settled themselves.
Tomas moved, attempting to get as dressed as he could but Syzoth stopped him.
“Wait,” Syzoth said and Tomas turned back to him.
“Can you…keep it in..for a little bit,” Syzoth asked, which caused Tomas’s face to flush.
Tomas blinked, then relaxed his posture, clenching his ass tightly and leaning forward to place a kiss on the Zaterran’s lips.
“Of Course I can,” Tomas said as Syzoth kissed him back, as happy as could be.
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Havik X Reader - Warnings: Severe gore, violence, blood and gore, bones breaking, guts, smut, AFAB reader! Period sex! ~ 4K words! 💕✨
Pain Is Salvation
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Havik stared upward, his eyes unable to shift from the picturesque scene above him. It was like he was stuck in a dream, a mirage of something he couldn't believe. He was almost afraid to look away, wondering if he did, would the image above him fade away, and he simply couldn't risk such a thing. He refused to blink, even as blood dripped onto his face, and fell down his cheek, his eyes were lidded with lust. He was huffing and heaving in desperation, his mouth open, and his tongue lolled out in hopes of getting even the slightest taste, but alas, even as he silently begged, red only dripped onto his nose and sat there unsatisfyingly instead of him getting a taste.
Your knees were placed on either side of Havik’s head, but you were holding off on taking a seat just yet, admiring the way the raven haired man struggled under you.
Havik was raising his head up, as if the few inches he could raise his neck would allow him to get a taste of the ruby red heaven.
Havik would have happily grabbed your legs and forced them down on his face, but his arms were laying aside, detached at the elbows as he layed on the ground, bleeding out, turning the concrete below him a dark crimson. His arms had been ripped off, which was obvious by the way his skin was torn apart, no clean cuts on either side, and the way his muscles had been split in a similar manner.
Havik’s chest was heaving up and down as it looked like he was having trouble catching his breath, but he was simply too busy trying to inhale your scent so deeply he couldn't keep his breath steady.
If it were cold you were sure you’d be able to see his breath in the air, his mouth wide open and impatient.
The only time Havik’s tongue moved was when a drop of your blood finally landed on it, closing his mouth immediately, wanting to taste you desperately. Havik hummed, but it was more of a groan as his voice was so rough as he savored your flavor, wanting nothing but to have more of you.
“..More…” Havik said between desperate breaths as he lifted his head up, pleading with your pussy to give him more of what he desired.
Havik was entranced by the vision above him, adoring, almost worshiping the way your pussy was tinted red, slick and moist, and so fucking wet. Your essence dripping out of you, it was messy, and it had no shape. Your blood mixed with your lust flowed where it pleased, unbothered by form or correction, in its most basic form, it was chaotic. And what more would Havik need to consider your pussy something worth his worship, than the simple fact that its essence took the properties of chaos in its stride?
“What do we say when we want something?” You ask deviously, as you playfully swayed your hips from side to side.
“Let me taste..let me have it..” Havik begged, but you just looked at him, silently telling him you wanted more.
“Bleed on my tongue, smear your sanguine lust from my nose, to my chin till it runs off my face,” Havik begged, and you couldn't deny he was one hell of a begger.
“I’m not sure if there's enough for that,” You said with a smile, even though it certainly felt like it.
“Then let’s make it otherwise,” Havik said as he raised what was left of his arms upward. He would have been grabbing your thighs and pulling you down if he could, but his hands were left twitching on the floor, unattached.
“Hmm,” You thought for a moment as you teased the man under you, Havik licking at nothing in the purest form of desperation. “That’s really cute,” You said as you saw another drop of your blood splash onto the other’s cheek.
Havik grunted, almost growling in frustration as he lifted his head as high as he could once more, and started biting, but he still couldn't reach. You thought he looked like a piranha being teased with its one and only meal of the day, but it was a look that suited him rather well.
“You want it that bad?” You asked, knowing the answer to your question already.
“YES!” Havik yelled in frustration, as if he were angry. “Now give it to me you temptress,” He said, but you just gave him an evil look.
“That’s not how we ask, now is it?” You asked, and Havik’s furrowed brows immediately softened, knowing he had just fucked up.
“No…no, I didn't mean to yell..” Havik said, his tone breathy and full of worry. “I just need it, It’s all I've been able to think about for weeks!” Havik explained in a panicked manner.
“Oh?” You asked with a grin, wondering why he had come crawling back to you.
“Damn your tantalizing body,” Havik said with a hiss. “To restrain my high to once a moon,” He said, and he almost sounded spiteful.
“If only you leaked red every day…” He said as his breathing became heavy. “I would be the throne you sit on, the bed you retire to, and the clothing that covers you,” Havik said, panting like an animal as he spoke.
“There is no one in any realm I've seen that can satisfy me the way you can,” Havik said, as your eyes lidded in response. “No one hurts me the way you do…” Havik said as he stared into your eyes.
“So please….” Havik begged, as his eyes pleaded with you. “Please let me have some…” Havik begged, and you couldn't help but shiver at his words.
“If you ask like that..” You said as the other’s eyes immediately widened at your positive tone. You laughed, and then lowered yourself onto his face, knowing he didn't want to hear any more words, and Havik immediately went to work.
Havik opened his mouth, his tongue immediately licking at your pussy, allowing his tongue to lay flat, and move from your opening, to your clit, immediately swallowing once he thought he had enough.
Havik couldn't help but shiver as his eyes rolled into the back of his head. In his mind, there truly was no better bliss than this.
Havik would have been singing your praises, adoring every part of you, but he didn't want to waste his breath speaking when he had the most precious thing in any realm in his mouth right now.
Havik’s tongue lapped at your insides hysterically, wanting more and more with every taste. If his arms were attached, he would have been clawing at your skin.
The noises the Chaosrealmer under you was making were more than depraved. His grunts and whines mixed with the slurping and sloppy licking had you almost unable to hold yourself up. He was so good at it, and your pussy was being fully attended to.
“Fuhh…” You attempted to curse, but Havik’s tongue was making you forget your words. For a man with no lips, he certainly didn't let that hold him back from pleasuring you. You shivered, grinding down on Havik’s face, smearing your creamy red essence all over his face, just as he requested, and the groan he let out was pathetic.
His tongue snaked up inside of you, causing you to fully sit on the other’s face, wanting his tongue to go deeper inside of you. He was lapping and swirling it around inside you, only taking it out so he could swallow, then a moment later, it was back inside of you, cleaning the blood from your walls.
His tongue was curling against your walls, in an attempt to collect any and everything that was inside you. If you let him, he’d eat you out till you couldn’t even tell you were bleeding, and he’d do it again and again, until his tongue fell off, and even then, he’d just regrow it and start once more.
“Hgnnghh..” Havik moaned under you, his eyes closed in pure bliss as he indulged himself in your flavor.
You smiled, and then pulled away, causing the man below you to shoot you a confused look, his mouth open in lust as his blood coated his teeth and gums, down to his chin, but not as much as he would have preferred.
Havik looked concerned, wondering if he had done something wrong, or if he wasn't pleasing you properly. Why did you pull that sweet nectar away from him mid feast?
You smiled down at him, which calmed his nerves ever so slightly, relieved that you weren't upset with him at the very least.
Your hands, and legs from the knee down were spotted in blood, but not yours. Your blood was staining the inside of your thighs, but that was nothing compared to the splotches of scarlet Havik had created on the floor. Your hands were damp from creating these injuries, but there were only small pools of red on the ground, so your knees had gotten splattered.
You smiled to yourself as you moved away, scooting your body down so you were now straddling the other’s legs, your knees on either side of Havik’s thighs.
Havik was entirely clothed, but he didn't wear much from the midriff up in the first place. You looked around, growing slightly when you couldn't find what you were looking for.
“I could've sworn I had a knife somewhere…” You said as you searched the room you were in with your eyes.
You were in a basement attached to your house, fully concrete, cold, and dark. There were four lights flickering in each corner, and a single one above you, illuminating the scene under you. It was hard to see what wasn't under the direct light, so you weren't surprised you couldn't find what you were looking for.
You glanced at Havik, and he turned his head, pointing with his eyes to his arm lying to the side of you. You followed where he was looking with your own eyes, realizing you had left your knife over on his arm.
While it was true his arms were ripped off, you were having trouble breaking the bone by yourself, so you first tried to hack away at it with a knife, but Havik proposed a better solution, and broke his bone off himself, which is why his arms were torn off at the joint.
You slumped, you didn't feel like crawling off of him to go fetch your knife, even if it only were a few feet away. You thought for a moment, and suddenly an idea came to your mind.
“Make me something sharp,” You requested as you sat right below his lap, on his thighs.
Havik felt a wave of lust wash over him, though he didn't know exactly what you were going to do, he knew where this was going. He knew you were going to hurt him, and the thought had him nervous with excitement.
With every moment he wasn't being actively torn into, he was on edge. He never knew if he was dreading or hoping for the pain, but he did know that there was always a rush before it happened, and that rush felt like a high.
Havik nodded, sat up, and regenerated his arms, flashes of pink light sparking as the limbs formed seemingly out of nothing. In an instant, his arms were back together, fully formed and fully healed. Havik tested his arms, flexing his muscles and curling his fingers, making sure they were working properly. He moved his arms at every joint, and as expected, there were no problems.
Havik then grabbed his right arm with his left, his hand wrapping around his forearm, right where it met his elbow. He then grit his teeth together, and bent his arm downward, opposite of how his joints allowed his arm to move. His heart sank when he felt an alarming pain in his arm, as his bones cracked, but didn't break. His heart sinking was the start of that rush he’d always get when his injuries were major.
Havik then moved his hand to his wrist and pulled downward even harder, this time his bones did more than crack, and they broke apart. His arm was still attached by skin and muscle on the bottom, so he had to pull his arm away by the wrist, feeling his muscles sting and burn as they were torn away from skin, ripping apart until his limb was once again free from his own body.
Havik shuddered as the inside of his flesh once again felt the cool air, a feeling most people would never experience. Havik then looked at his own arm in his hand, and brought it upward so he could look.
There were two pointed bones sticking out of his appendage, they’d both been broken off at the same angle so there was a notable point. This was a sight Havik was familiar with, as these bones were the easiest to break on the spot and did the most damage when stabbing.
Havik brought his arm upward and opened his mouth, biting onto his radius and closing his teeth down around it tightly. He let go of his arm, his teeth holding it up before he replaced his hand on his ulna. He gripped one bone with his teeth, and the other with his hand, and then started to pull it apart. Blood was spurting everywhere, getting Havik’s upper body messy in the process. Flesh was torn apart, the ripping noises almost inappropriate, until his arm was split in half.
Havik then tossed the extra half of his arm aside, still holding the other half up with his teeth. He then gripped the flesh around the other side of the bone, and started tearing away at it until the bone was clean, as clean as a freshly torn-out bone could be.
Havik was breathing heavily by the time he had scraped all of his meat off of his bone, but he was proud of how good of a job he did. He then held out his bone toward you, and your brows were raised in surprise, noting how quickly and flawlessly he completed your request.
You happily took the bone in your hand, examining it momentarily before smiling. The bone was split rather crudely, which made it jagged on one side, almost perfect for what you were intending to use it for.
Havik was leaning back, his one arm placed behind him as he leaned back and admired your form. You only had a shirt on, so it was quite a sight to behold.
Your gaze immediately focussed on Havik’s stomach, examining how he had armor on, attached by two straps. One strap slung across his chest, while the other crossed just above his navel.
“Perfect,” You thought, knowing you didn't have to cut any clothing away.
You placed a hand on the other’s stomach, using your middle and pointer fingers to rub soft circles against his skin. You glanced up at Havik and gave him a genuinely soft smile, which threw the other man off. You then softly lined up Havik’s detached bone right where his belly button was, and without any doubt or hesitation, you stabbed him. The bone entered easily, with only a pained grunt coming from the raven.
“Good job,” You said, truly meaning your praise.
Havik shivered, not at the pain, which was very much apparent, but at your praise.
“Just a little more,” You said as you started sawing the bone to the left, effectively cutting the man open.
“Haahh..” Havik moaned as he felt a rough tearing sensation in his stomach.
“That’s it,” You said with a smile as you looked back down to make sure you were making a straight line, moving the bone back and forth, forward and back as blood came pouring out of his stomach and into his lap.
“HNGhjhh…Uhhhh..Hahhhh…” Havik moaned rather loudly as he felt his blood start pouring out of his stomach.
You smiled at his moans, loving the way his breathing was being interrupted by your violent addition to his body.
“FUuckk…Ahhhh..” Havik moaned out loudly as you sawed away at his flesh.
You stopped your movements, and Havik was more than disappointed when you did. You gave him a grin as you pulled the bone away, blood still pouring out of him, your hand now covered in it up until your wrist.
You then stuck the bone right back into where you had originally plunged into him, turning the bone so the serrated side was facing the other way.
Before you could start sawing the other way in order to have a straight line cut into him, Havik leaned forward and placed his hand on your wrist, now having to lean the other way so he wouldn't fall over.
You looked up at him, wondering what the problem was, but his eyes were lidded with lust.
“I’m gonna cum…if you keep...ahhhh…going..” Havik said in between groans.
You felt your lower half throb when you heard him speak, you didn't think more attractive words could ever have been spoken. You looked down at his crotch, and though it was still clothed, but covered in blood, he was clearly fully erect.
You smirked, shoving the bone inside the man further, which had him huffing in pleasure. “Hold that,” You said, and he did as he was told, holding his bone inside of him.
You placed your hands on his pants and quickly slipped them away, Havik needing to lift his hips momentarily so you could. It’s not like they were doing him any good bathed in blood anyway.
You admired the basically naked man in front of you, not that you hadn't seen it before, but it was always a pleasure to see.
You then reached forward, and placed a hand on his cock, throbbing and standing to attention. Havik’s eyes twitched when he felt your hand on his dick. He was more than sensitive, and he wasn't sure he could handle you touching him.
“Fuhhh…fu..fuuhckk….” Havik said as he shook his head. “Dont-..Ahhh..don’t touch..” Havik moaned.
“Too sensitive baby?” You asked, and all you got back was a pathetic nod.
You chuckled, letting your hand slip away. “You can let go now,” You said, as you placed your hand back on Havik’s detached bone that was sticking out of his stomach. Havik moved his body to the same position he was in before, setting his hand on the ground behind him and leaning backward.
“If you keep going…” Havik warned you as his eyes stayed fixed on where you were ravaging his body.
“Go ahead,” You said as you started cutting, which made the other man throw his head back in pleasure. You then got back to work, cutting the other open, sawing his flesh apart till warm blood started gushing out of him even more. His cock was now covered in his own blood, though you were sure he would've loved to be covered in yours.
“Fuck..” Havik whimpered out, a tone you didn't hear often from the other man.
“Just a bit..” You said as you continued to cut through him. “More,” You said as the bone had finally gotten through to the other side of his stomach.
You swiftly pulled the bone out and admired your work. You glanced at the other’s cock, standing tall and leaking precum, drenched in red.
Havik was shaking, his eyes glossed over in pleasure as he knew one last thing would throw him over the edge.
“Awe,” You said as you placed the bone on the ground. For such a violent man, he was acting so cute right now.
You looked at your hands and tried to swipe the blood off of them, but all that really did was smear it around. You then shrugged and stood up. You would have brushed yourself off, but you were already covered in gore, so it wouldn't make much difference.
You stepped aside, over the other’s legs till you were standing directly beside him. Havik turned his head and looked up to see you, but his gaze was met with a heavy kick to the chest.
Havik barked, not expecting that to happen. He glanced back up at you, his eyes full of desire, but as soon as your eyes met, his body received another kick.
“AUgk-!” Havik yelled as he was thrown off balance. You kicked him to the side, flipping him over so he was now lying on his stomach in a pool of maroon.
Havik couldn't keep himself upright properly because he only had one arm to work with as he was kicked over to his stomach. His cheek was laying against concrete and he shook his head. He placed a hand on the ground and raised his upper body.
Havik raised his upper body till his chest was a solid foot off the ground, but that’s when he couldn't stop shivering and shuddering.
At that point, as soon as gravity hit him when he tried to sit up, his organs started slipping out of his body. Those cuts were so deep, and his
“Oohhh..ugh-...ahhh fuck-” Havik cursed as his intestines fell out of his body and onto the ground.
Havik could hardly keep his head up, as his insides slipped out of him, his blood painting the floor in an absurd amount of gore.
Havik’s eyes rolled into the back of his head as he felt unable to stop himself from cumming right there and then.
“AHHhh! Hnghh- ahhh..” Havik whimpered out as he came all over his own blood and intestines.
Havik’s cheek was planted on the ground as he could hardly keep his eyes open. He felt his cock throb and twitch as spurts of cum came out of him.
He was moaning like a fool, his white streaks of pleasure disappearing into a seemingly endless ocean of red.
“Ahhhh. Fuuhhckk…” Havik said, though his words were hard to make out at this point.
You smiled and kneeled down, placing a hand on the other’s bare ass, rubbing his gore against his soft cheeks.
Havik huffed and writhed on the ground, he had always fantasized of his stomach being sliced open, and his organs leaking out like a sack of produce. He squirmed at the way his insides felt, his stomach and pancreas shifting as his intestines made space for them to move around.
Havik was drooling at this point, unable to feel anything but the purest form of pleasure. His fingers, toes, and cock were twitching, as he released the contents of his balls onto the floor
All you could hear was Havik’s panting, trying to catch his breath, but with such severe injuries, you were sure it was much more of a challenge.
You were caressing the raven's back, grabbing at his ass from time to time as you painted him in carnage.
“...Be..” Havik started between shudders. “..my queen,” He finished as he finally opened his eyes, and turned his head so he could see you.
You smiled and placed a kiss on his back, tasting his scarlet desire on your lips, and Havik needed no more answer than that, his blood in your mouth a mark of your devotion.
I've read that Johnny NSFW alphabet like 30 times, it was so gooddddd, there's been no good Johnny Cage smut or writing in general honestly. Your Johnny just feels so in character and you're feeding me crumbs, I need moreeee 🥺🥺🥺🥺 (that sneak peek made me levitate)
Show 'em Who I Belong To
Pairing: Johnny Cage x Reader
Synopsis: Johnny has seriously pissed you off this time, like, royally. The "begging on his knees" kind of pissed off. But luckily, he knows just the thing to do to prove he’s sorry.
Word Count: 2.58k
Playlist: Here's a Johnny Cage playlist to read his smut or just get inspo from, I made it myself
TW: Vaginal Sex, Oral Sex, Cunnilingus, dom!reader, sub!johnny cage, switch!Reader, switch!johnny cage, dom!johnny cage, sub!Reader, Forgiveness, Making Up, Apology Sex, Vaginal Penetration, Recording, Sex Tapes, Exhibitionism, Begging, Hand Jobs, Grinding, Crying During Sex, johnny cage loves you, johnny cage is just really really dumb, celebrity!reader, No Spoilers, Making Out, "straight" couple, johnny's slutty little slacks, Johnny cage is a little shit, Pussy drunk, cock drunk, Praise Kink, simp johnny cage, no other canon characters show up in this, Smut, Shameless Smut, Gratuitous Smut
A/N: Since the poll I put on Tumblr voted for switch!Johnny, that's what I'm doing! This chapter will mostly be sub!johnny and dom!reader with a switch at the end. It's a bit of a mixed pov, but it's mainly from the reader's pov. Nothing but Dom!Johnny in the next chapter and sorry if the quality was lacking, I've slept a total of 10 hours in a span of 72 hours. CHECK OUT THAT JOHNNY NSFW ALPHABET I WROTE, IT'S CONSIDERED CANON TO THIS!
Part 2 (tbm)
Ao3
Your acrylics tap a beat onto the arm of the plush white couch as you read the tweet on your phone.
" Johnny Cage spotted cozying up on set with Co-Star. Has the star finally met his match? " Your nails stop and you glance at where Johnny kneels fidgeting on the floor in front of you before looking back to the screen.
He spreads his hands. "Okay, I know this looks bad." His voice floats in the otherwise quiet mansion. "But will you please stop ignoring me?"
You look down your nose at him. "Is this enough attention for you?" You sneer and he grimaces.
"My PR team cooked this up a while ago and they've been hounding me about it for ages. It was so unimportant to me that it sorta...slipped my mind." He shrugs and your glare hardens him. " C'mon , babe, it's just a little publicity stunt our agents had us do for the movie. It doesn't mean anything." He laughs and his nonchalance about the situation is pissing you off more than you already are.
"Do I look like I'm laughing?" You fume and his brows furrow. "This isn't funny, Jonathan."
" Oof, " he winces, "government name."
You're both celebrities, you know what you signed up for when you agreed to date him after years and years of his begging and truly horrible pickup lines.
You're not mad about the situation itself, not really. You've gotten into drama before loads of times to drum up hype around a new project, but nothing like this. At least, not while you were dating Johnny.
You're mad that you had to find out about it from the trending page on Twitter along with a slew of concerned messages from your friends, family, and manager.
You scroll down and read messages concerned fans have posted, worried that you and Johnny have broken up or, worse, that he cheated on you. But you know that he knows that you know he wouldn’t dare.
"Look at this shit." You shove your phone in his face. The screen reflects off the sunglasses that sit low on the bridge of his nose and he squints as the brightness nearly blinds him. "'I hope this isn't how she finds out.' 'I'd be so embarrassed if I was her.' 'I knew Johnny wouldn't stay faithful for long.'"
He looks from you to the screen and then back to you. "...You're mad."
You stare down at him.
"You are un- fucking -believable.” You move to stand up, but he grabs ahold of your hips.
"Okay, okay! I'm sorry, I'm sorry ! I didn't mean to upset you. Next time, I'll give you a heads up— I mean I'll run it by you.” Johnny corrects, pulling you closer when you try to pull away again. "What can I do to make it up to you, huh?" The muscles in his biceps flex against you as he wraps his arms around your waist. You try to stay firm, but it's pretty hard when he's pressing reverent kisses to your stomach.
You shiver from the coldness of his rings as he runs a big hand up your calf, traveling up your outer thigh to hook the hem of your dress at your hip before repeating the process up your other leg.
You want to stay mad—you are mad. This is incredibly careless and he didn't consider your feelings at all and...and you don't want him to think he can get out of trouble by kissing up to you. But, begrudgingly, you card your fingers through the short hair at the nape of his neck.
"I'm still really upset about this, Johnny." You frown.
"I know, sweetheart. And I really am sorry. But, hey! I know something that'll make us both feel better." He grins up at you and you let him lead you back to the couch with a huff, dropping down once the back of your calves brush the white upholstery.
“I’m sure you do.” You roll your eyes, spreading your legs to make room for him without thinking. “How would you —ahh !” You yelp at the sudden pinprick of pain on the skin of your inner thigh and it morphs into a moan when the pinch is quickly followed by a warm heat. You look down in time to see the pink of Johnny’s tongue as he licks over the tender spot—tender because he bit you like a damn dog!
“I’m sorry, what were you saying? I couldn’t really hear you over all those cute little noises.” You can feel the shit-eating grin against your skin as he talks. “You’re so sensitive. Definitely not a complaint—it does amazing things to my ego.” He laughs, hooking his hands under the back of your knees and pushing your legs up until the heels of your feet are balancing precariously on the edge of the seat.
He grips your hips, pulling you further down the couch and closer to his face. He moves your legs so your feet rest on his shoulders, the white polish of your toenails reflecting the light.
He leans in and you hold your breath in anticipation. You don’t want him to think he can just distract you and you’ll forget about being mad at him but—he leans in close to where the skirt of your sundress rucks up around your stomach, warm breath making you clench around nothing with each pant—but you like getting ate out almost as much as Johnny likes to do it.
You sigh as the warm, wet heat of his tongue drags across the damp seat of your panties.
" Johnny. " You whine in frustration, fingers tightening in his sandy hair, as he pulls away as quickly as he came.
"Hold on, sweetheart. I think you're gonna like this." He grins, pulling his phone out of his back pocket. You pause as he unlocks it and presents it to you, camera on and recording you.
"What the hell are you doing?" You try to push as much disapproval into your voice as you can as you flip it from the front-facing camera to the rear one, but that’s an almost impossible task since he’s rubbing his nose up and down the crease of where your thigh meets your pussy. You end up sounding far more breathy than intended.
"What?” He grins into the camera. “You can watch this whenever you need a reminder of who I belong to." He says and if you weren't wet before, you definitely are now.
For as long as you’ve known him, Johnny has never been one to half-ass anything . It’s whole ass or nothing with him putting 110% into everything he’s faced with. However, when you first started dating, you hadn’t thought that would hold up when he had his head between your legs—yet another thing Johnny went out of his way to prove you wrong about.
The camera captures it the moment he pushes your panties to the side; he’s in his element.
There’s no preamble, no warning. Johnny dives in giving you no time to prepare for the shock of pleasure. You jerk away, but he holds onto your hips, hands becoming heavy weights you can’t lift.
“You always taste so good for me, it’s insane.” He groans as your thighs try to squeeze his head, but he keeps them open easily. You sigh shakily at the casual show of strength. “I’d stay down here forever if you’d let me.” You bite your lip to muffle your soft moans, reminding yourself to steady the phone every few seconds, but forgetting to do so almost as soon as you do. But you can’t be blamed when Johnny gives head like he’s training for the Olympics; trying to break his previous record each attempt. You’ve been eaten out by people other than Johnny—of course, you have. It’s a requirement—but none of your past lovers come anywhere close to this. Johnny blows them out of the water every time.
That would be fine if you didn’t factor in his ego. Which would also be fine…any other day. But today, after the shit he pulled, you aren’t in the mood. This is supposed to be his way of apologizing, after all. So before he can get any ideas, you blink past the haze he’s put you in and grab the back of his neck. His back stiffens. He glances up at you and the shift is so swift that you doubt the camera even picked it up. His shoulders relax, almost limp against you, wide eyes going lidded as his grip on you softens.
“I know you can be louder than that, Johnny. I, hah , wanna hear how sorry you are. You are sorry, right?” You narrow your eyes.
His words are muffled since he refuses to take his mouth off of you, but you’re able to make out ‘yes’ and ‘princess’ which is good enough for you. Through the camera, you manage to get his pleading eyes and his hand unabashedly palming his bulge in the same frame and you smile around a moan.
"Are you hard, Johnny?" He doesn't hesitate to nod enthusiastically, and you feel yourself throb in his mouth. You're sure if your feet were on the ground he'd be grinding against your leg shamelessly. His body knows this too since his hips keep making aborted little thrusts, itching for relief from his tight gray slacks. "Heh, of course, you are. You can't help yourself, c–can you? Go on, then.”
He pauses, assessing you for a second to see if you’ll follow it up with anything else. You’re being surprisingly benevolent. He always has to work to earn your approval when you get like this, any pleasure he gets is dictated by you—not that he’s complaining—and that’s on the days when he hasn’t pissed you off. He honestly didn’t think he’d be cumming tonight, but he won’t look a gift horse in the mouth.
He buries his tongue in you, licking from your pulsing hole to your throbbing clit as his hands work to unbuckle his belt and pull his dick out. He groans in relief once he’s free, squeezing the base of his dick so he doesn’t cum too quickly. You’re certainly not helping, shivering against him like a house in a storm and he moans in synch with you when you yank on his hair.
He freezes at the press of sharp nails at the nape of his neck. He shivers at the slight pinch of pain before leaning into it and you reward him with smoothing down the hair there. He stops the movement of his hands, but not his mouth.
“If you’re touching yourself, you’ll do it slowly or not at all. You wanna make it up to me, don’t you? Yeah ?” You hiss as he nods against you, mouth a tight suction on your clit. “Then you don’t cum until I do.” Normally he’s more bratty than this, making you fuck the submission out of him, but he must really be sorry because he does just as you say. He slows down as you instruct, his sharp brows furrowing as one of his hands grip the fat of your thigh. His other hand jerks him off haltingly like he actively has to remind himself to obey you.
“You’re being so good for me, baby.” You gush, squirming in his hold. “ Mmh, s’fucking good.” You have to adjust your grip on his phone when he grunts at your praise, uncertain if you should jerk away or towards the vibrations. You run your nails over his scalp before yanking on his blond hair and he moans like a pornstar, hips thrusting into his hand. To the untrained eye—or ear—it seems like he’s playing it up for the camera, performing, but he’s always this loud. Especially when he’s got your pussy in his mouth.
It's almost embarrassing, the wet sounds of Johnny sloppily eating you out. Your moans mix with his and bounce around the mansion's walls with a filthy echo the longer this goes on.
He stiffens his tongue and you know what he wants. You move your hand to the back of his head, gripping the soft strands to pull him forward. You thrust your hips with helpless, heady moans as you fuck his face. His heavy gaze burns through the camera to stare up at you with his tongue out. The corner of his mouth quirks up into a smirk and he winks. You throw your head back, eyes closed with an obscene moan and he moves forward to press his nose against your clit, tongue flat as you move his head side to side.
“Johnny , mmh, ‘m gonna, f– fuck, ‘m gonna cum!” You cry and he moans into you in response. You glance down to see his foggy glasses riding low on his nose and he stares right back, brown eyes half open but full of lust. The apples of his flushed cheeks become accentuated, sharpening with his grin. The barest hint of teeth brush your clit before pressing against it and you jerk back with the strength of your orgasm. Your mouth falls open with a repeated whine of his name, legs shaking as you hold his head still.
“Damn.” He curses, pulling away when your muscles untense. He doesn't bother wiping his mouth, wearing your slick like a trophy as he smiles into the camera. “Should’ve got that on camera. It was a money shot.” You scoff, smiling despite yourself. You pull his glasses off and sit them on your head before you press stop on the camera and toss the phone on the couch beside you, pulling him to you by the open collar of his button-up. You kiss him deep, tasting yourself on his tongue with a groan. His hands go to your hips and you wrap your legs around his waist, licking into his mouth.
“You played dirty.” You slide your hand down his chest, unbuttoning his shirt as you go. You grab his dick, still hard and leaking against his stomach. He laughs before whimpering into your mouth at your touch, rutting up into it. You swipe a thumb across his tip where precum drips down the underside of the head. "You're so wet, baby. This all for me?" You pull away to lick yourself off him, tongue dragging across the skin of his chin as you twist your wrist with every upward stroke.
"Are you joking? O–of course. Can, shit , can you blame me?” He puffs into your neck, hot air warming your neck as you alternate between licking and kissing his jaw. His fingers spasm around your hips, and your hands fly to his shoulders when he pulls you forward until your ass is barely on the edge of the couch. Now he’s in the perfect position to—
You gasp as he ruts against you, still sensitive as his dick slides between your pussy lips. There’s no friction with how wet you both are and with every upwards thrust he bumps your twitching clit.
“Wait, I’m— mmnh —Johnny, I’m sensitive.”
“Ah, ah, sweetheart. You said I can cum when you do,” you jump when he nips at your neck, strong arms wrapping around your back holding you tight to him. “Besides, I’m not done apologizing.” You rock against him despite your complaining. The overwhelming feeling only increases when he bends over you to reach something, and it’s enough to distract you from the sound a phone makes when you press record.
No gender specified but female in mind when I wrote it. ANGST, SPOILERS, CHARACTER DEATH, Astarion x reader elements! (I was emotional ok)
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He was like the sun. He took up every thought that dared to cross your mind, just as the light shines all day, you took him for granted. He was the purple in the flowers, the blue of the night sky, but he was gone just as flowers wither and the night passes.
You were sitting on the soft grassy floor, staring out into the sky. You had once shared a moment with him at this very spot. You sat in the same exact spot, but this time, you were left without company.
You could feel it, you could feel him. You could feel the weave, remnants of his body and soul. Fragments of violet magic filled the air as you pretended you were more to him than he let you be.
The air was thick, no matter how hard you struggled to take a breath, your features were stressed as you desperately held yourself together. Tears fought with you at every point they could. You fought them back, but you knew they'd win. They always did.
You felt your head throb as you tilted your head backward, gripping the grass between your fingers as you forced your feelings into your throat.
Your chest heaved, unable to hold back your regret. You clenched your teeth, but when that didn't work, you closed your eyes, knowing the moment you opened them, your feelings would fall out.
You bit your tongue, pain was the only thing that could distract you from that feeling in your heart. Your temple throbbed, your emotions being walled off like a dam as you tried to keep yourself together.
You bit down on your tongue again, but stopped when you could taste blood. You opened your mouth to take a deep breath, hoping that would calm you down, but all you could manage was, “Hngh-'' As your breath stopped. You clenched your teeth again, feeling your tears waiting to run down.
You huffed, knowing you couldn't hold back these tears, no matter how strong you thought you were.
You slowly opened your eyes back up, your vision instantly foggy. All you could do was bite your lip as you stared at the spot he had once shared with you. You could hardly see it behind the veil of sadness, but when you swiped your hand over it, you felt something besides grass. You attempted to sniff back your emotions quietly as you bit your lip harder, trying to keep yourself together at the very least. Even as the tears fell without guidance you didn't want to make a scene. Everyone was taking this hard, but you…You were taking it the hardest.
Your head still felt tense, even as you leaked out your feelings. You wondered when this pressure would go away, when the hurt would go away, but you knew the answer to that question.
You blinked a few times, trying to clear your view. With every blink, another tear came, slipping down your cheek and off your face. You took your free hand, wiping one eye with your palm, then the other with the back. You then wiped your lashes with the sides of your fingers before you blinked again, you could see now, though the tears threatened your vision with every passing moment.
You slowly turned your head to where your hand was, where you could feel the weave the strongest at your not so full camp.
You kind of just stared for a few moments, not knowing what to make of what you were looking at. Would you cry? Of Course, you were going to, but first, you smiled.
Your lips took their time to curl themselves into the softest of grins. This time, you didn't fight the tears, letting them go where they pleased as you gazed longingly at what was in your hand.
A flower. Where Gale had once showed you the blessings of Mystra, were a small patch of flowers. They each stood at different lengths, their stalks green and littered with leaves, but they all had the same petals. Five perfectly purple petals that faded to a dark blue near the middle.
You held one in your hand, feeling the presence of the wizard in them.
You couldn't have held back the way you cried even if you were tired, no matter how much effort you could have put into holding yourself together, it was no use, not after that.
You didn't know whether to pluck the flower or protect the patch of magic for all eternity. You caressed the petals with your fingers, feeling how soft they were. A part of you wanted to rip them from the ground, but a larger part of you wanted to stare at them forever.
“I wish you had been more selfish…” You said as your hands danced around the patch of weave.
You turned your head as you closed your eyes. You scrunch your face in pain as you felt your heart throb, you could hardly get the words out of your throat.
You took the most careful of breaths as you avoided looking next to you. You shifted your gaze toward the sky, opening your eyes.
“I would have been there for you..” You said as you cried, clenching your teeth as you tried your best to speak without interrupting yourself with sobs.
You shook your head, your expression full of desperation as you spilled your heart out.
“I would have done…anything..” You admitted, hating yourself for not being able to say this to him.
That sentence hurt particularly bad, you struggled to even get it out in the first place.
“What could I have done..?” you asked, as you stared into the sky begging the weave for answers.
You dropped your head in disappointment when you were answered with silence.
He was gone.
“I..” You started as you huffed out half a whine as your heart took advantage of you.
“I loved you..” You managed to get out, as you immediately held your hand over your eyes as you could stop yourself from crying at the admission that you never got to tell him.
“I loved you, So. Much.” You emphasized as you forgot about any decorum you had thought about before.
You pressed the palms of your hands over your eyes as your upper body writhed in sadness.
“What could I have..” You attempted to say, but your feelings wouldn't dare let you finish.
You couldn't compare to a goddess. To Mystra. Of Course you couldn't, even Gale knew that.
You wish you couldn't tell him how severely you adored him. How you would hold him every and any time you couldn't get the chance. Or the way you gazed so lovingly at each one of his features. You wished you could've told him how your heart swelled whenever your eyes met, whenever he passed by you, or how his voice made you swoon. But would he have even cared? Compared to the goddess of magic, would your love even compare?
You shook your head as you laughed at the mere thought.
“You wretched goddess…” You half laughed, half cried out.
“You took him away from me…” You said softly at first, but that softness could only last so long until it turned into anger.
“You took him away from me, you miserable woman!” You raised your voice, yelling into the sky.
You meant for your wailing to have an edge of hurtfulness to it, but with the way your voice was breaking, it sounded nothing but pathetic.
“Give him back…” You mumbled, wishing your words would reach the man who was no longer of this world.
“Give him back!!” You said far louder as you let your arms wrap themselves around your body.
Your chest heaved with sadness as you sat on your knees screaming up into the night.
“JUST GIVE HIM BACK!” You screamed with every piece of you you could muster until you ended up a weeping mess on the ground.
You were yelling and wailing, your cries only paused by your sniffs and hiccups.
There were no more words you could manage, only screams of anguish and sorrow.
The night was so cold, and your voice had started to disappear by the time your tears simply couldn't flow anymore.
You could only sniff away your pain as your eyes became sore and red. “Gale…” You said, knowing just saying his anime hurt like nothing you had ever experienced before.
You felt like a shell of yourself, you would take any amount of pain over this.
“Gale..” You mumbled to yourself as you sat up off of the grass, your arms wrapped around your body.
You then heard footsteps behind you. But you didn't care, enemy, or friend, this was too painful to bear.
You expected whoever was there to say something, but instead, you just felt a body slowly make its way next to you. They sat down but you didn't look their way, only biting the inside of your cheek as your tears fell freely off of your cheek.
You held your knees up to your chest, your arms around your knees as you stared down at the ground where the traces of his weave were strongest.
Before you could sigh and excuse yourself, you felt an arm on your shoulder, pushing you to the side, and suddenly you were leaning on their shoulder.
And again, the tears flew.
All you could see was a blob of pale skin and white hair as you turned your head to bury your face in the man's chest.
The man didn't say a thing, only carefully running his hand through your hair as you cried into him.
You stayed there for a while, you stayed until that pit in your heart had felt lighter. It would never disappear and you knew that this was a part of you, a pain that would never leave. But when you looked up, seeing the pale vampire giving you a similarly pained look on a similarly tear stained face you felt…less bad.
You met his eyes only once, turning back to the moon in the sky as you rested your head on the man's shoulder, letting the remnants of the weave inside of your heart, where it would stay till the weave took you too.
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Organization for Transformative Works
Ghost x Fem Reader x Soap NSFW, around 7,000 words, Enjoy!
Ghost never thought he was the type of man to get jealous. He prided himself in his calm, cool, and collected behavior, but for some odd reason, he couldn't help but get irritated when he saw how close you and Mactavish were.
He couldn't help the way he grit his teeth as he side-eyed the two of you one afternoon. You and a few other members of the 141 had decided that a night at a bar was the destination of choice tonight. In all honesty, Ghost didn't exactly want to spend his night around a bunch of drunks, but the knowledge that you were going to be there had swayed his decision entirely.
Simon crossed his legs as he sat down at a booth in the bar. He furrowed his covered brows as he thought of the chokehold you didn't even know you had on him. He signed as he leaned back, spreading his legs slightly as he got comfortable. He had a beer in one hand, placing the other on the top of the booth.
You wouldn't be able to tell because of the mask that covered his face, but a noticeable glare was painted on his face. Ghost's eyes were stuck onto your figure as you leaned over a pool table to line up your shot. He clenched his fists as he wished he could just slide his hands around your waist and pull you closer to himself, but it seemed his friend had the very same idea.
Soap was standing next to you with his arm casually snaked around your waist. You seemed to pay the action no mind as if this was a perfectly normal thing to do.
“Exactly how close were they..?” Ghost asked himself silently as he lifted up the bottom part of his mask to take a sip of his drink.
He knew for a fact that you two weren't exactly in a relationship, but it annoyed him to all hell to not know exactly how close you were to him.
Ghost gazed at you from afar as you successfully made your shot. You raised your upper body and stood up straight celebrating your small success. You looked back at Soap and gave him a flirtatious smirk as your attention was pulled back to your opponent.
Ghost noticed the way Mactavish’s eyes never left your frame as if he was entranced by you. He couldn't exactly blame him as he was doing the very same thing.
Ghost's eyes trailed down to his friend's hand around your waist, his arm was held just below the base of the pool table as if to hide it from the line of sight of other people.
Clearly, your relationship with him wasn't all that public, but Ghost was infinitely curious as to how far you've gone with the man.
Ghost took a breath as he decided to ruin the other man's fun and stood up. Ghost made his way toward the pool table, noticing the way Soap's arm slipped off of you as he came close.
You turned your head as you heard heavy footsteps behind you. You were amused by the way Soap was trying his best to be secretive with his ministrations toward you. You straighten your posture slightly as you saw Ghost in your peripheral vision, smiling as he choose to sit down on the other side of you, opposite to Soap. You made eye contact with the masked man, giving him a smile laced with lust as he sat down.
Ghost was a clever man, so he caught onto the way you looked at him.
“Welcome to the party lieutenant, tired of watching?” You asked innocently enough as you turned your head toward the game, bending down again as you decided on which ball to hit.
“Thought it’d be more interesting over here is all,” Ghost asked, his eyes lingering on your lower half.
“Well I'm not complaining, the more the merrier I suppose,” You said, glancing at the masked man for a single moment before hitting the ball and watching the outcome.
You pouted slightly as no balls went into the holes but you brushed it off as your opponents took turns shooting their shots. Your posture straightened again as you stood back up, placing a hand on your hip as you held the pool stick in your other hand.
“You're pretty good at this,” Ghost commented and you smiled.
“There's not much else to do at a bar this late at night, besides flirt with people,” You said as you glanced back at Soap.
Soap looked you in your eyes, knowing damn well how big of a flirt you were, suddenly getting the feeling he wasn't going to be your only toy tonight.
“Oh? A flirt are we?” Soap asked sarcastically, his expression giving his intentions away.
“Oh please John, a girl can't have any fun?” You asked as you looked downward at him as he was sitting down.
Soap breathed out a chuckle at your response, gritting his teeth as he felt a rising spot of jealousy inside of him.
Ghost grimaced at the way you used his first name so casually as you didn't do the same to him very often. He looked you up and down, not concealing his actions at all from your other suitor.
He leaned his side against the table, half facing the pool tournament going on and half facing you and Soap. Ghost gazed at your outfit, enjoying the sight of you in a pair of shorts, letting him enjoy the view of your bare skin. Oftentimes you were in full military gear, so it was a soothing sight at the least to see you so lightly covered.
“Some fun you say?” Ghost asked, lingering on the topic. You nod, loving the way he was intrigued by your statement.
“It's like a game,” You said as you watched your opponent line up their shot.
“A game with an interesting end, depending on the person,” You say and Soap laughs audibly.
“You're damn right about that,” He said nonchalantly as he took a shot of brown liquor.
Ghost glared at the other man, his thoughts basically confirmed by his statement. Ghost thought for a moment, all he could feel was jealousy at that very moment. He felt almost mad even at the thought of Soap being able to get a taste of you before he did. Ghost wanted nothing more for you to be brought to tears as he ate your pussy, your hands tangled in his hair as you helplessly cried out his name over and over again.
“And what exactly are you chuckling about,” You asked as you looked at the man.
“Oh nothing, just wondering when you’ll be begging for my company,” Soap smirked as he played with the hem of your shorts.
You rolled your eyes playfully, arching your back again as you took another shot at the billiard balls.
“As soon as you do something worth begging for,” You say with a devilish grin.
Ghost laughed at soaps offended expression, clearly, there was something missing in this relationship of yours.
“I'm not sure you want me to do that, you might just get addicted,” Soap said and you smirked, acknowledging that was a good comeback.
“We’ll see about that..” You said as you suddenly felt a hand snake up your thigh.
Your eyes widened slightly as you looked to your left, seems Ghost had finally taken the bait.
“He not satisfyin’ ya’? Think I can help with that,” Ghost said snarkily as Soap glared at him.
You hummed as you decided on what would get under their skin.
“Y’now, if anything I'd say you were desperate for me,” You said making eye contact with him. “Or was that someone else whimpering my name all night?” You said as both their eyes widened, one more than the other.
Soap blushed instantly, not exactly having a comeback for that.
“Y/n!” Soap said, clearly flustered. You laughed as you looked at Ghost.
“It was quite the sight, I don't think I could've stopped if I wanted to with the way he was begging for it,” You said, pouting slightly.
“Is that so..?” Ghost asked as he started caressing the skin of your thigh. “I'd like to see how that happened,” He said, leaning closer to you.
You laughed, pushing him away slightly with your finger, turning your attention back to the game of pool.
“I'll have you weak in the knees next time, and I'll make sure of that,” Soap said, recovering from his embarrassment as he slipped his hand under the hem of your shorts, his thumb caressing the hidden hickey that he had given you not so long ago.
You flinched slightly, not expecting him to do that. Your shot was messed up because of that, you glared at him as he caused you the loss of the game. You then smirked, setting down the pool stick you had in your hands.
“Alright, let's see what you're made of, both of you,” you said as you took a step back, taking one last shot as you did so.
You breathed in, letting out a sigh as you shook off the alcohol. “Why don't we step outside?” You asked as you turned around, walking outside.
“Well, captain?” Soap said as the two men looked at each other. Ghost only smirked as he stood up from his seat, closely followed by Soap.
You were only standing outside the bar for a moment or so until you felt four hands enveloping your body.
“You two sure are quiet,” You said and a pair of hands slid around your waist, while another had one hand under your shirt, and the other under your shorts.
“Comes with the territory, love,” Ghost said and you couldn't help but smile at the name.
“You sure are handsy, Johnny,” You said as you leaned your head to the side.
“I just can’t get enough of ya’,” Soap said as he captured your lips in a kiss.
You couldn't help the way your heart fluttered as he kissed you, even if you were teasing him all night the man knew all your weak points by now. You bit at his lip, deepening the kiss as you stuck your tongue inside his mouth. Soap groaned as the kiss deepened, his hand trailing upward to squeeze your breast.
Ghost lifted up the bottom of his mask as he roughly grabbed your jaw, pulling you away from the other man and onto his lips instead. You moaned as you were roughly pulled away from the other man, ‘fuck this was hot’ you thought as Soap scoffed at the other man's audacity.
Soap then brought his hand upward, moving the collar of your shirt to the side as he kissed your shoulder. You shivered, Soap knew your neck was a sensitive spot for you, and dancing around that area kept you on edge.
Ghost grunted as he held onto your hips tightly, tilting his head as his other hand held your jaw tightly as the kiss between the two of you only became deeper.
“Mhmm,” You moaned into the masked man as his breath became rough and desperate.
Soap held you tightly as he licked up your neck, loving the way you shivered under him. Soap licked a long stripe up your neck, only to bite down softly, not wanting to mark you with hickies so soon, he was saving that for later.
Finally, you were let out of the kiss as Ghost needed to take a breath. He looked at you so desperately, as if he was waiting for this.
“God, I fuckin’ need you,” Ghost admitted as he leaned in for another kiss.
You couldn't help but melt at the admission as Ghost kissed up your jaw, then locking lips with you once more.
“Not the generous type, ay?” Soap asked as he grabbed a handful of your hair, pulling you away from the masked man.
“Can't say that I am, Johnny boy,” Ghost said snarkily. Soap rolled his eyes, locking lips with you once more.
Ghost then made his way down the other side of your neck, kissing downward, mirroring the way his partner did. He was satisfied by the way you shivered as he locked eyes with Soap.
“How about a wager?” Ghost asked, and Soap pulled away after a moment.
“Go on,” Soap said as he looked at your lips, placing another short kiss on them before looking back at the other man.
“She’ll pick the winner, whoever pleases her best gets the next night with her,” Ghost said and Soap couldn't help but agree.
“That alright with you, love?” Ghost asked and you nodded.
“Fine by me,” You say and both men smile.
“Let's get out of here, can't eat you out outside this dingy ol’ bar,” Ghost said as you all made your way to the car.
Soap shook his head, annoyed that he used such a good line before he could.
“You're driving, I've got business to take care of,” Ghost said, looking your way.
You couldn't help the way you felt your face become flushed, he really had a way with words in a way that made you swoon.
Soap growled, wanting to be in his partner's position instead of having to listen to him pleasuring you while he drove.
“You fucker,” Soap cussed as he got into the driver's seat of the car, pulling out his keys and starting it.
“I'll make it up to ya’,” Ghost teased as you both filed into the back of the vehicle.
Ghost swiftly shut the car door behind him as you got in, glancing at his partner, giving him a wink before turning your way.
“Lay down,” Simon demanded and you complied happily, shifting your body in a way you'd be comfortable laying down in the back seats.
Your upper back rested against the door as Ghost sat at the other end, lowering his upper body. Ghost held onto your waist, already slipping your shorts off. You hummed happily as you lifted yourself upward slightly as your pants were slipped off of you. Ghost smirked to himself as he threw your pants aside, grabbing your thighs and pushing them upward to have a better view of your newly freed lower half.
“That's a good color on you,” Ghost said, referring to your panties.
Ghost couldn't help but smile as he lifted the bottom of his mask, stopping just above his mouth, his mask resting on the tip of his nose. Ghost licked his lips as he pushed your thighs back ever so slightly. He lowered his face, placing his tongue on your clothed clit.
You shivered at the warm feeling on your pussy, leaning your head back as his tongue made its way downward.
“So fuckin’ wet,” Ghost mumbled as he placed a finger on your panties, pushing it to the side.
Simon's eyes lowered as he got a view of your glistening bare pussy. He lowered his face again, opening his mouth again to get a taste of you, but he suddenly stopped. Ghost looked to the side, eyeing soap as he watched from the mirror.
“Get a move on Mactavish, you can gawk at her later,” Ghost snapped as he smirked at his partner.
Soap scowled, wanting nothing more than to be in the masked man's place. He shook his head and started on his way.
Ghost licked his lips as he lowered himself once more. He sat there for a moment to take in your scent, groaning softly as he finally placed his tongue on you. You moaned shakily at the feeling as his grip on your thighs tightened. You felt Ghost smile against your skin as he placed his tongue flat on the base of your pussy, slowly moving upward as he collected your wetness in his mouth. Ghost swallowed, his eyes dark with lust as he opened his mouth again. He started licking up your slit again, slowly until he got to your clit. He then wrapped his lips around it, sucking your clit as his tongue ran small circles around it.
Ghost couldn't help but smile as he held your thighs tightly, holding you still as your hips jerked upward at the pleasure. The noises you were making were filthy, desperate, and way too loud. The sounds from your wet pussy meeting Simon's tongue only made it worse, such depraved sounds should be saved for the bedroom, and yet, here you were.
Ghost laughed against you as he raised his head, wiping off his mouth with his thumb.
“It’s that good huh?” Ghost asked slyly as you lay there already out of breath.
Apparently, the masked man was very skilled with his mouth, because you were already seeing stars. You moaned, nodding your head as you reached your hands out, wanting him to touch you once more.
Ghost smiled, shifting his body slightly to place his face in your outstretched hands.
“Tell me what you want, love,” Ghost ordered and you felt your face become flushed.
You brought your face closer to his, placing a kiss on his lips as you could taste yourself on his tongue. You then broke it off, your eyes lidded and full of lust.
Ghost leaned back, looking down at your gorgeous frame. His hands slid up your legs, lowering his face back in between them but not doing anything just yet.
“Use your words, Or I won't be able to help ya’,” Ghost said as he placed two fingers on your dripping hole.
You clenched around nothing as he slid his fingers up and down, his pace deliberately slow.
“Fuck…keep going,” You groaned.
Ghost laughed and stopped his movements.
“Keep goin’ with what? I don't know what you mean,” Simon said and you glared at him, he knew damn well what you wanted.
You bit your tongue, if it were just you and Simon it wouldn't be a problem to beg and plead until he was satisfied, but Soap was listening intently to you and his friend. You blushed, glancing at the man in the driver's seat before your attention was pulled back to the masked man.
“How cute, she’s all embarrassed now John,” Ghost said and you wanted to cover your face.
Soap laughed, looking into the rearview mirror with an obvious grin.
“Don't be shy now, his face has already been buried in your pussy,” Soap said as you placed your hands over your eyes.
Both men laughed as you turned your head to the side in embarrassment, but Ghost made sure that didn't last long.
“C’mon, tell him what you want, can't wait to hear what you ask for,” Soap added as Ghost started rubbing your clit.
You lowered your hands, Ghost was staring up at you like you were the hottest thing he’d ever seen.
“You can do it, baby, tell me what you want,” Ghost said as he brought his fingers up to his mouth and licked them, only to rub his saliva around your clit.
You shivered, doing such a thing had made your insides throb, you found that a little too attractive. You moaned as you felt him rub your clit, breathing out heavily as your voice only got louder.
“Think she likes that,” Soap commented and you felt a wave of lust wash over you as he watched you. You never thought you'd enjoy another man watching you get eaten out so much.
“Oh?” Ghost asked as he stopped his movements.
“If she does she’ll have to tell me,” Ghost said and you breathed out an exasperated sigh.
“Fuck..do that again,” You moaned out as you clenched around nothing again.
“Be more specific,” Simon said and you pouted, knowing he'd say something like that. Looks like you wouldn't be getting what you wanted unless you asked for it clearly.
You hesitated for a moment, noticing the way Soap was eagerly waiting for your reply, while Ghost sat in front of you, willing to wait for as long as he needed till you complied. You groaned, forgetting any dignity you had left.
“Simon..” You whined as your eyes lowered.
“Yes, love?” Ghost asked knowingly.
“Spit on my pussy and eat me out,” You moaned out desperately and ghost couldn't help the way his eyes widened at your honesty.
Simon felt himself grow desperate as you finally told him what you wanted, how fucking hot was that.
“Yes ma’am,” Ghost said as he complied with your wishes.
Simon brought his head lower, spitting on your dripping wet pussy as he licked his own saliva up, stopping at your clit to suck on it, then pulling his face back to spit on it again. Simon gripped your thighs harder, burying his face between your legs as he licked up your juices.
“Mmhmph, sho..fwuckin’...gouhd..” Ghost moaned out, his words muffled by your glistening lower half as his face stayed buried there.
“Oh god!” You almost yelled as your legs involuntarily closed against his head.
“Keep doin’ that..” Soap said as he happily listened to your moans. By now, soap had already pulled his cock out, stroking it slowly with one hand as he looked back at you two.
“I'm gonna cum..” You moaned, tightening your legs against the masked man.
Ghost took that as a challenge, lapping at your insides at a faster rate, then focusing on your clit, sucking on it eagerly.
You clenched your hands as you threw your head back. Your hips started moving along with ghosts tongue, so close to release.
“Oh my god, oh my god, oh my god, fuck!” You moaned desperately as you came on the masked man's face.
You couldn't stop your hips from twitching the way they were as waves of pleasure washed over your entire body. The sounds you were making were incredibly lewd, but at this point, that was the last of your worries.
Ghost took a deep breath as he pulled his head away. The lower part of his face was soaking wet. Simon licked his lips, wiping his face off with the back of his hand.
“You don't know what you’re missin’ Mactavish,” Ghost teased as he looked back at him.
“Fuck off, I know exactly what I’m missing, and I'm not happy about it,” Soap said with a playful tone.
“Already busy at work I see,” Ghost added as he saw his partner stroking himself.
“Can ya’ blame me?” Soap retorted and Ghost shook his head.
“We’re here, by the way, you still conscious?” Ghost asked you as you took deep breaths, your head spinning from the pleasure.
You leaned up, coming back to reality. You hadn't even noticed that the car had stopped, far too busy focusing on your Lieutenants tongue.
Ghost sat up, stretching as he quickly helped you put your shorts back on.
“Your house ay’?” Ghost asked as he opened the door of the car, stepping out.
“I want her on my bed when I wake up in the morning,” Soap replied as he put himself back in his pants, turning off the car and stepping out as well.
“I've got her,” Soap said as Ghost was about to grab you out of the car.
Soap stepped in front of the masked man, reaching into his vehicle and grabbing you as you climbed out, holding you bridal style in his arms.
“Damn, you smell like sex,” Soap laughed as he kissed you, bringing you into his house.
Ghost rolled his eyes, following closely behind the two of you, closing the door behind you guys as you all entered the house.
“You know I can walk, right?” You asked, wrapping your arms around the man carrying you.
Soap laughed, shaking his head as he looked back at his partner.
“I don’t know about that, he ate you pretty good,” Soap said as he made his way to his bedroom.
“I can second that,” Ghost replied, knowing he had a smirk under that mask.
Soap then placed you against the wall of his bedroom, pulling you upward so that your legs were wrapped around his waist.
“Never thought I’d want to fuck someone this bad,” soap said as he placed a kiss on the lower part of your neck, slowly making his way upward.
You smiled as he kissed you so lovingly, ending with him placing a peck on the tip of your nose. Soap looked down at you, his hand sliding under your shirt.
“Don’t you think you’ll be more comfortable without this?” Soap asked playfully as he was already pulling it upward and off of your body.
You smiled nodding, helping the man relieve you of your shirt.
“You just wanna see her tits,” Ghost said snarkily, taking a step forward.
“Damn right I do,” soap replied.
You unwrapped your legs from around the man, now standing up,
You placed your hands on his chest and leaned into him as he slid his hands behind you and unclasped your bra.
Soap stared for a moment, loving the sight In front of him.
“You’ve seen them before Y'now,” you said as he held your breasts in his hands.
“That don't make a goddamn difference to me,” Soap said as he tightened his grip slightly, loving the way they felt.
You laughed, pushing away slightly only to drop to your knees.
“Then you're gonna love this,” You said, your voice low as your hands made their way to the man's zipper.
“Oh, baby..” Soap started as you unzipped his jeans, sliding them downward, letting him step out of them and tossing them to the side.
You placed your hand on his clothed dick, rubbing it slowly. You placed a kiss on the tip of his cock through his boxers, already wet with precum. You then hooked your fingers under the hem of his underwear, pulling them down just enough so his cock was now standing proudly in front of you. You smiled, straightening your posture so you were sitting up higher. You grabbed your breasts in your hands, placing soaps dick in between them at the base.
You shivered at the way soap groaned above you. You then started moving your hands, rubbing his leaking cock in between your tits.
Soap let out a pathetic moan as he laced his fingers in your hair. You hummed happily at the noise as you took the tip of him in your mouth.
Soap breathed out heavily as he felt your tongue on him, shivering at the feeling.
Soap looked down at you, the sight of you was intoxicating in the best way.
You then dropped your hands, letting your breasts lay as they usually do. Soap had the slightest pout on his face as the soft flesh of your breasts left his cock, but you knew he'd like what you had in store for him next much more.
Your hands snaked around him, one on the back of his thigh and the other on the base of his cock. Soap's eyes widened slightly, he knew what was coming when you placed your hands in that specific position.
“Oh fuck baby,” SOap said, his voice almost quivering as he waited for what came next.
You smirked, your mouth enveloping his cock, slowly taking him deeper and deeper into your mouth. At first, you bobbed your head normally, then took him out to lick a long, slow stripe from base to tip. Then, after a moment, you sucked in the tip of his cock, your tongue swirling around his slit before taking him to the hilt.
Soap threw his head back as his grip on your hair tightened. He was almost shaking at the way you held your head at the base of his cock, not moving your head for a few seconds. You closed your throat around him, causing him to groan roughly as you finally started to move your head again.
You took him out of your mouth for a moment, your hand still sliding up and down his shaft. You licked your lips, placing the tip of his cock on your lips, kissing it.
Soap shuddered at the touch, it wasn't enough, he wanted to be in your throat once more, as soon as possible.
“Don't play with me.” Soap said, his tone almost begging as he moved his hips, thrusting into your grip.
You raise an eyebrow at him as if you were expecting something, and he knew exactly what you wanted. You placed another kiss on his tip, then placed a plethora of light kisses down his shaft.
Soap breathed in harshly at your light touches, his gaze flickering to you, then to the other man in the room who by now was stroking himself as he silently watched the scene before him.
“Don't make me do it..” Soap pleaded with you but you just
Smirked at him as you continued to feather his cock with light kisses, occasionally taking the tip into your mouth, only to place another kiss on it.
“Ughh,” Soap groaned as his eyes darted to his partner once more, giving in as he felt another shiver run down his back.
“Please…please suck my cock,” Soap started, his cheeks ever so lightly flushed as he begged.
“Place your tongue on the underside of my dick as you deepthroat me, lick up the precum that dripping out of the slit, take me till I hit the back of your throat, please..I'm fuckin’ beggin’ ya’,” Soap pleaded with you and you couldn't help but smirk.
“Good boy,” You said as you stuck your tongue out and licked him once more, holding his shirt up with your hand, only to deepthroat him as best you could.
“Fuuuckin’ hell, that's so fuckin’ good..” Soap moaned out filthily as he held your head at the base of his cock.
He leaned his head back, not being able to help the way his hips thrust into your mouth.
“Mhmmm,” You moaned as the man fucked your mouth.
Soap shivered at the vibrations as he lost control, thrusting into your mouth desperately like he was going to lose you.
“I'm gonna fuckin’ cum, cum in your mouth oh fuck!” Soap moaned as you smiled, rubbing your tongue against him as he continued to thrust inside your mouth.
“I'm so fuckin’ close, I'm so fuckin’ close, I'm so fuckin’ close,” The man repeated like a mantra as if he couldn't cum if he didn't.
You then closed your throat, soap instantly cumming as you did so.
Soap let out a depraved moan, his words were purely perverted as he came inside your mouth.
“Mhmm yeah, taste that cum, swallow it good yeah?” Soap groaned out, not even thinking as his thrusts slowed.
Soap pulled out of your mouth after a moment, his breath very heavy as he looked down at you. You stuck out your tongue, his cum all over it. Soap smiled as he looked down at his accomplishment, you looked so damn good with his cum in your mouth.
Before soap could order you to swallow, ghost reminded his partner of his presence as he walked over to the two of you.
“Before you swallow so greedily, why don't you give me a taste?” Ghost asked and you smiled as he kneeled down to meet you.
Soap looked down at you both as ghost took you in for another kiss, both of you sharing the taste of his cum.
Ghost grabbed your face, tilting it upward as he kissed you, his tongue stealing some of his partner's essence from yours.
He then brought his face away, licking his lips as he held your hand as you both stood up.
“Quite the taste Mactavish, remind me to have another sometime.” Ghost said.
“Fuckin’ hell Simon,” Soap said with his eyes lidded as he leaned into the other man, grabbing the back of his head as he took his lips into his.
Ghost smiled as he placed a hand on the other man's chest, his tongue intertwining with the other man's as they kissed. Soap grabbed onto Ghost's face, as he pulled away to breathe, only to go in for another heated kiss.
Your eyes widened ever so slightly as the two men kissed.
“That's so fucking hot,” You said as you gazed at their display.
Both men's breaths were heavy as they finally pulled away from each other. Ghost licked his lips as both men looked at you, then each other, then back to you.
“Good to know,” Soap said with a smirk as he heard your comment
You made your way to the bed as the two men behind you followed closely. You sat down, sliding off your shorts and panties. You looked up at the men and tilted your head.
“I'm fucking your pussy so good tonight,” Ghost said and Soap laughed.
“Like you could,” Soap challenged his friend and ghost raised an eyebrow.
“Let's settle this lil’ wager already,” Ghost said as he turned his back on his friend to climb onto the bed next to you.
“Gladly,” Soap added as he stood in front of you.
“I'm gonna need a taste of that pussy first. I've been cravin’ it all night,” Soap said as he knelt, grabbing your thighs and sliding you to the side of the bed.
Ghost rolled his eyes, annoyed that he’d have to wait to slide his dick inside you, but he understood entirely.
Soap spread your legs and you blushed slightly at being so exposed.
“Don't mind me,” Soap said before diving in between your legs.
Soap opened his mouth as he ate your pussy out with the ferocity of an animal. He slurped and sucked at your wetness until you were bucking your hips. He made sure to place the flat of his tongue at the base of you, slowly licking upward to then suck on your clit. You thought it was devilish the way soap maintained eye contact as he ravaged you.
You shivered, biting the inside of your cheek as he leaned his face in, waiting to taste more of you, wanting to smell more of you, wanting to feel more of you.
Soap then pulled away, his chin now dripping with your slick that he didn't bother to wipe away.
“I've gotta fuck her,” Soap said as if that was the only thought in his mind.
Ghost would have protested, but the look on his partner's face was desperate. He looked as if he was ready to fight to the death to have his dick inside you. Ghost sat beside you as you were slid back onto the bed, your legs pushed wide open.
At this point, you were so fucking sensitive. After cumming once, and being eaten out again you were desperate for something you ravage your insides. You looked upward at soap as he stripped himself, your eyes widening once you saw him shirtless, it really was quite the sight.
Soap placed one hand beside you on the bed, his breath heavy as he grabbed his dick with his other hand, slapping it against your soaking-wet lower half. You moaned, clenching against nothing as you wanted nothing more than for him to fuck you.
“I need this pussy,” Soap said as he slid himself up and down, wetting his cock.
You moaned as you gripped the sheets, finally the head of his cock sliding inside of you.
Ghost noticed the way your mouth opened and your eyes roll back as soap slowly slid inside you. You let out a desperate moan as he bottomed out inside of you, staying there for just a moment as he held your hips tightly.
Soap smirked, he knew how good it felt when he first bottoms out. Ghost held your hand and you threw your head back, it felt so fucking good and he hadn't even started moving. You were concerned that it was only going to take you moments to cum at this rate.
“Fuck John! Slow..ah-...slow!” You almost yelled.
Your breath was heavy as he bottomed out inside of you. You arched your back ever so slightly, squeezing around the man tightly…apparently too tightly.
Soap closed his eyes as he gripped your hips roughly. He tightened his grip on you to the point of bruising just trying not to cum.
“Christ’s sake, I’m not gonna last of you do that,” Soap breathed out heavily as he started to pull out.
You moaned as he moved inside of you, pulling out till only his tip was inside of you, then thrusting inside of you with a force that sent shivers down your spine.
Soap was spitting curses under his breath as he thrust into you, his hand sliding up your body, caressing your skin. His eyes were lidded as he mumbled a myriad of sweet nothings as he slid in and out of you.
“You’re so gorgeous, so fuckin’ pretty,” Soap mumbled out, his eyes fixated on where his cock disappeared inside of you.
It was as if he was high, the way he couldn't think of anything but you, entirely engulfed in pleasure. You noticed the way his eyebrows furrowed, he was getting close. You breathed out a moan as he bottomed out inside of you once more, grabbing onto the other man as he did. God, he knew how to fuck you.
Suddenly Soap's movements became far more frantic, his pace faster than a few moments ago. You smiled, knowing he was so close to cumming.
“Fuck, I’m gonna cum,” Soap groaned as his pace quickened.
You placed your hands on his wrists, giving him a look he knew all too well. Soap's eyes lowered as he grit his teeth.
“Cum inside me baby,” you moaned with a sensual smile, and Soap could do nothing but oblige.
Soap gripped your hips roughly as he fucked into you, only stopping when he had filled you up with his cum. You threw your head back as he came inside of you, he was hitting so deep inside of you, hitting that one spot that had you twitching.
You couldn't help but whine when he pulled out, watching as his cum dripped out of you.
Soap's breath was heavy as he stared down at the sight in front of him. He rubbed your thighs lightly as he caught his breath and came to his senses.
“Done already?” Ghost teased as he stood up, taking his friend's spot.
“Couldn't have her finish when you haven't even gone,” Soap said as he moved out of the way.
Ghost laughed as he stood in front of you, placing his hands on your thighs similarly to how his friend did. He looked down, smiling at the sight.
“You look good when you’re full of cum, y’now that,” Ghost said as he slid his cock on your dripping pussy.
You whined at the touch, wanting it inside you so you could just cum already.
“So desperate,” Ghost said as he placed his tip at your entrance, soaking it in your slick.
“Fuck me already Simon,” You yelped as you clenched against nothing.
“Good girl,” Ghost said as you begged for him.
Ghost slid inside of you, bottoming out without hesitation. You threw your head back as he fucked you. His pace was rough and fast, just what you needed.
“Yes, yes, oh fuck, yes,” You moaned as Ghost gripped your legs tightly.
Ghost adjusted his position slightly, then started thrusting into you roughly.
You almost screamed as Ghost hit that spot inside of you, you couldn't help but breathe out breathy moans as he continuously hit that spot over and over again.
“Simon, oh my god…” You moaned as you clenched around the masked man.
Ghost grunted, your sudden tightness making it hard for him to fuck you at a consistent pace.
“I’m gonna cum,” You moaned out as Ghost steadied himself and focused on fucking you harder, aiming for that spot to make you cream around him.
You sounded so desperate as you came around your superiors cock, not caring about anything else as your body jolted and twitched at your release.
You finally caught your breath as Ghost pulled out of you, his cock covered in both yours and Soap's cum. He stroked himself slowly at first, loving the way both of your juices felt on his own dick.
“Fuck..” Ghost groaned as he came all over your body, thinking the sight was nothing but heavenly.
“So, who won,” Soap asked, referring to the wager between him and his lieutenant.
All you could do was roll your eyes and sigh as you closed your eyes.
“I'll decide the winner next time,” You said and the two looked at each other.
“Now I like the sound of that,” Ghost added as he and Soap cleaned you up.
Warnings: OverStimulation, Sharing cum, some M/M elements, Luffy using your cunt as a snack, Law adding special sauce to it 🙏
“Luffy!” Your voice came out in shallow rough pants as your captains tongue thrusted in and out of your tight cunt, “you can’t just pull down my pants and eat me out anywhere Y’know-“
“Yes I can- this pussy is mine- so tasty!” Luffy answered back, tongue fucking you roughly, fingers clumsily rubbing your swollen clit. Your eyes rolled back as you felt yourself near an orgasm. And you were about to cum until you heard,
“Mugiwara-ya, where are you? I have to tell you something-“
Your half lidded eyes widened as you looked up only to see Law. His eyes met yours as a wild blush crossed his cheeks. Before you could say anything Luffy pulled away briefly,
“Not now, Traffy! I’m eating my snack!” You tried to close your legs but Luffy was intent on finishing. Luffy’s fingers glided over your wet folds before thrusting inside your hole. You but your bottom lip to hold back a moan bit Law could hear the wet noises your pussy made and honestly it was getting to him.
“Just this once I’ll share!” You looked up at Luffy surprised and confused-
“B-but you hate sharing-“ you cursed inwardly at your stutter when his fingers curled tapping at your g-spot.
“There it is! The weird bump inside that makes you drip more!” Luffy was thrilled at his accomplishment before saying, “are you interested or not, Traffy? She taste really good! If not that’s fine, more for me! Shishishishi!”
Law felt a shiver wrack through his body as he moved to her a better view. Your pussy was wrapping around his fingers tightly, juices making lewd noises echoing in the room. Law licked his lips before looking at you hungrily. You felt a wave of heat crash over your loins as you gushed wetness. Luffy was quick to remove his fingers and lick it up, making happy noises as he tasted you. After forcing himself away, Luffy looked at Law.
“You wanna try it or not?” Law looked at the both of you before leaning forward and kissing Luffy heatedly, slipping his tongue into the younger man’s mouth. You sat there flustered as you watched Law and Luffy kiss, faces flushing and they shared your flavor. When Law pulled away, Luffy’s eyes were half lidded as he panted heavily,
“Mmh....she does taste good. But I want to taste it from the source.” Law placed his hat on your head before flicking his tongue against your clit. His slender inked digits traced your weeping hole before two fingers slid themselves inside, fucking your insides good with a doctors touch. The tip of his tongue slapped your sensitive clit and you shuttered at his chuckle. Small whimpers came from Luffy who was clumsily palming at his cock through his jeans. He was so hard it hurt-
He didn’t see Law in that way before and now- be felt hot all over for the surgeon, just like for you. Luffy unbuttoned his pants and let his cock flop free. It was hot, hard and heady, snaking against his abdomen and he let out a small whine at the cold air.
“Come here, Mugiwara-ya.” Law’s voice was so smooth and low your clit twitched are his tone,
“You like my voice that much? Naughty girl.” He gave a rough suck to your clit before finger fucking your pussy harder. Your back arched as he hit your g-spot so good, curling his fingers as his thumb rolled controlled circles on your clit.
“Traffy...” Luffy whined as he palmed his cock needily, “Me too.” Law smirked before taking his free hand and wrapping it around the girthy shaft of Luffy’s cock before stroking it teasingly. “Traffy-!”
Your hips shifted up and your pussy clenched around Law’s fingers as you watched the man play with you both. You were getting close and Luffy was no better, his hips moving as he thrusted into Law’s hand. Then Law took the head of Luffy’s cock in his mouth and Luffy let out a cry of pleasure, bucking his hips wildly.
Now Law’s thumb was circling your clit fast, pressing down on it in quick fast rotations while his fingers tapped on your g-spot. Luffy was bucking his hips so his cock glided in and out of Law’s mouth and then the Law looked at you with a side eyed heated look and you couldn’t help but cum.
Your eyes fluttered but Law’s domineering stare made you keep your eyes on him as Luffy rutted into his mouth before cumming. You watched as cum filled his mouth making his cheeks puff up. After you and Luffy finished cumming, he was then close to your pussy then did the unthinkable. His lips met your sensitive fluttering opening before opening his mouth, letting Luffy’s load coat your inner walls and spill into your folds. Law teasingly licked your pussy and let out a small groan before saying,
“Taste her now, Mugiwara-ya....it’s so much better this way.” Luffy’s eyes didn’t leave your pussy and as soon as Law moved out of the way, Luffy was between your legs again, licking the insides of your overstimulated cunt. You were moaning and writing in pleasure, calling out for more and you don’t know if you were relieved or scared when Law answered,
“Don’t worry, you and Mugiwara-ya will be getting so much more today- and as long as I’m on this ship. This is only the beginning.”
The end?
NuggyNote: I wanted to be kinkier but I held off. Lmao sorry guys.
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This is one of my more popular fics on Ao3 so I decided to post to here as well! I was extremely down bad when I wrote this so that’s why it’s so long, but enjoy!
-Luffy x F Reader
-WordCount: ~5,000
It began after a night of partying and drinking with the crew.
You had all come back from quite the adventure, and with your success, you all decided to celebrate.
You sat on the deck of the sunny, looking over your shoulder at the sea.
It seemed to sparkle against the moonlight as the water contoured and splashed throughout the sea, and against the ship.
The endless ocean seemed to keep you in a trance, as the waves rose and dipped in the decidedly everlasting distance.
Your hand gripped the cup that was on the ground and lifted it up to your lips.
A refreshing taste had hit your pallet and a sigh had left your lips.
You closed your eyes, and a moment later you felt a presence.
Your eyes didn’t open as you felt no violent intent, maybe the individual was just passing by.
You waited for a few moments, the same presence still upon you, but it had gotten closer as the moments passed.
You decided to open an eye, and you were instantly met with your captain’s face inches from yours.
Your eyes widened slightly, a smile starting to appear on your face, but you kept your feelings under control.
You don't know exactly when it started, but you had formed some kind of a crush on your captain.
There was just something about his endless energy and heartfelt smiles that had you wrapped around his finger.
You decided not to let these feelings show, Luffy never felt like the type to have romantic feelings anyways, but at this moment, hiding your feelings may be harder than you thought.
Your heart fluttered as you looked over his features, his face closer than you had expected. You noted the scar on his cheek, his soft eyelashes, and his jet black hair that had found itself in his face.
“Luffy?” you asked as he smiled blankly at you. “What’s up, you need something?” you asked as you set your drink down on the deck.
“Nah, Sanji noticed you weren't around so I went to look for you!” he said happily. Luffy was sitting in front of you now, sitting up tall with his legs crossed. No one was around on the part of the deck you were beside you and now Luffy.
“You sure you don’t wanna hang out with the others or anything, I'm not doing much over here.” You said, leaning back on the railing on the edge of the boat.
“Yup! I missed you Y/n!” Luffy said, leaning closer to you, ever so slightly. The smallest tinge of pink had appeared on your cheeks at his words. You should have expected this kind of forwardness from your captain, but you couldn't help but feel happy about his words.
“So, how are you feeling now? I know that last fight must have taken a lot out of you.” You asked, not being able to meet his gaze entirely.
Luffy moved to your left, now sitting right next to you.
“It did kinda tire me out, but I’m good now! Especially because of all the meat Sanji made for me!” he said. And looked up into the sky. You looked back at his face, his gaze seemed hopeful yet, timid in a way. Like he was unsure of something, which was unusual for your outgoing captain.
You opened your mouth to speak, but you were cut off by Luffy’s words instead.
“I feel way better now that I’m around you though,” he said, and this time, you couldn't hide your blush. Luffy's eyes had met yours, and he noticed your face.
Luffy moved closer to you, his face now dangerously close to yours.
“You look cute like that y’now!” he said and put a hand on top of yours, only causing your blush to become more apparent.
You didn't know what to say, the unrequited crush that you had gained sometime along your journey, had it been noticed? Does he feel the same way, or was he just trying to tease you?
The questions swimming in your head were answered as a pair of lips met yours.
You felt your heart flutter, it was beating out of your chest. The object of your fantasies was right here, his lips connected to yours, and what fantasies they were.
You felt a heat swell between your legs as you moved to deepen the kiss between the two of you.
You felt a bite against your lip as you opened your mouth ever so slightly, Luffy taking this opportunity to invade the inside of your mouth. You felt a hand on your side as you were pulled closer to your captain, the kiss only deepening more.
You were now effectively sitting in your captain’s lap, one hand sliding under your shirt the other on your cheek.
Your lips parted from each other, but only for a moment, diving against each other a second later.
You couldn't deny the excitement you had felt imagining a scenario like this, and now, it was actually happening.
Your lips had left your captains again, a moan escaping your mouth as he decided to bite at your neck.
“Fuck Luffy..” you said in a whispery tone as your captain continued to lick down the side of your neck, nipping and biting at the soft flesh.
You felt him smile against your skin, he knew exactly what he was doing to you.
You had made it very clear to your crew that your neck was sort of a weak spot for you. After a multitude of hugs and playful touches, the sounds that would come from you every time a foreign pressure would find itself against your neck was nothing less than erotic.
You would often be teased for this, but this kind of touch was something else.
You didn't know if you could keep your voice down as Luffy brought his other hand up, caressing your nape. His touch soft, his hands calloused.
You felt another bite, then a kiss and you had stuttered out what had been words, might've been a moan. “Fuuck.” You said as you felt him suck against your skin, You hated how sensitive you were, it made you so easy to figure out.
You felt Luffy’s tongue lick down to your collarbone, continuing to bite and leave marks against your tender skin.
You felt a hand on your breast and you let out another breathy moan. In seconds, your shirt and bra had come off, leaving you in nothing, your skin feeling refreshed against the cool air.
“Straight forward aren't we captain?” You asked, playing it off as if your panties were not absolutely soaked at this point.
“I can't help it Y/n,” Your captain said, a smirk plastered on his face as he took your nipple into his mouth, biting it slightly. Another moan had left your lips as you pushed yourself against him, grinding your clothed wetness on his leg. “You're just so tasty.”
Luffy's other hand had come up to caress your other breast, kneading it slightly as his mouth left your nipple with a lewd popping sound.
“Luffy..” you whined as you placed your hands on his shoulders. You weren’t the patient type when it came to sex, you knew what you wanted and you wanted it now.
Luffy laughed slightly at the whine, clearly amused by your eagerness. He placed one more kiss against your breast as you were flipped over, your ass in the air, now facing Luffy, as you faced the wide-open deck of the sunny.
Your pants were off in an instant, thrown to the side along with your shirt and bra. You couldn't help but blush as you felt two fingers rub against your panties, and just as you thought, they were shamelessly soaked. “Fuck y/n..” you heard Luffy say as you felt pressure against the only piece of cloth you had left.
You had bit your lip to keep from moaning any louder as a tongue had found its way against your panties, licking the wetness that had seeped through your clothing.
Luffy licked and pressed his tongue against you, seemingly trying to taste as much of you as possible.
Your hips grinded against Luffy’s mouth as another moan escaped your lips. “Oh god-” you shuddered as you felt pressure against your clothed clit, you bit your arm to try and not bring attention to your situation.
The others were still awake, inside the sunny. You knew just how loud you could be when it came to sex. You then thought for a moment, your mouth releasing its pressure against your arm. You bit your lip slightly, the thought of being discovered was far too enticing. Thoughts of the muscular swordsman or the gorgeous navigator taking your moans as an invitation to fuck on another occasion were entirely distracting.
Your thoughts were cut short as you felt your panties tugged down your thighs and off your body. Your wetness was dripping down your thighs now, it was embarrassing being this turned on.
You felt Luffy lick a stripe up your thigh, licking the juices that had begun to drip down, leaving hickeys and bite marks on the way.
“Luffy you-AH!” You had begun to say as you felt your captain's mouth against your bare pussy. He was now licking and sucking more aggressively than before. You felt his tongue move between your lips, slurping up what was dripping out. The noises coming from your captain's mouth were incredibly lewd. You felt a hand on the cheek of your ass, spreading you more open as if you weren't begging to be eaten out.
His tongue slipped up and down, your juices collecting in his mouth only for him to swallow and do the same thing again. You felt his mouth suck against your clit, catching you off guard as another loud-ass moan left your mouth.
You wanted to say something, tell Luffy ‘more’ or ‘good’ but at the rate, he's going you weren't sure if you were going to be able to form an actual sentence. You wanted to tell him how good it felt but your trembling legs and your never-ending wetness were more than enough confirmation that Luffy was doing a damn good job.
You felt him flatted his tongue against you, once again licking at your dripping pussy, slurping up every drop of you.
You felt his tongue probe the entrance of your pussy, the wet appendage slipping inside not a moment later.
“GOd-'' was all you could manage as you were being tongue fucked by your captain. “Thank god for his devil fruit powers.” was all you could think as his tongue pressed against the sweet bundle of nerves deep inside of you. You squirmed at the feeling, you desperately grabbed at nothing as your eyes began to roll back, not expecting him to reach that deep inside you.
You felt his tongue touch every crevice of your insides, it was reaching so far back, moving so aggressively as if you tasted better than even the cooks' food.
Moans were constantly leaving your lips, your volume now unimportant as Luffy’s tongue slipped out of you to lick his lips, swallow, then dive back into your depths.
You weren't sure how much more of this you could take, it's as if he was eating you out for his own sake, not yours.
“Luffy, oh fuck.” you managed to groan out as your legs began to tremble slightly. You once again began to grab at nothing, clenching your fists together as you tightened against your captain's tongue.
“Luffy, I’m gonna come, fuck..” You said, your voice absolutely filled with lust, the only thing on your mind being your orgasm that was fast approaching.
“Mmhmm,” Luffy moaned out as he heard your words. His pace quickened after a moment, as of he wasn’t tongue fucking you aggressively enough. He slid his tongue deeper and quicker inside of you, his fingers now on your clit, rubbing it sweetly, the pace not at all matching the aggressive thrusts of his tongue.
“Fuck, Fuck!” You borderline yelled, as your orgasm approached you. Another few thrusts of Luffy’s tongue and you were gone. You clenched against the appendage, feeling it angle itself up and down, trying to collect every drop of cum that you had just released as you rode out your high.
“Luff-” you had begun to say as you felt his tongue leave your insides. He swallowed after a moment, licking his lips at the taste. He gave your pussy another lick, making sure all your wetness had made its way into his mouth.
Your pussy was dripping with spit and cum. You were shamelessly wet, your captain’s spit slipping out of you, and down your legs. You didn't know what to say, you had not been able to cum like that in far too long, and you refused to end it here.
You turned your head back, looking at your captain, his face now covered in your juices.
“How'd you learn to do that so well..” You asked weakly, you didn’t think you’d ever gotten head that good.
“What do ya mean?” Luffy asked, raising an eyebrow. “I just wanted to taste more of that pussy, you taste really good you know!” Luffy said entirely seriously.
Once again, a blush had found its way to your face. “Damn that’s so hot..” you mumbled to yourself, burying your face in your arms as you slowly lowered your backside now that you weren't being used like an ice cream machine. Luffy had different plans though.
You felt hands on your hips, pulling your ass back up into the air. You looked back at him, a lustful smile on his face.
“Tired already? I've only had a taste,” Luffy said, licking his lips. You were about to reply with a witty remark but were shut up by two fingers invading your entrance. “Mmm~” You moaned out as your eyes rolled back into your head, it seems your words would be limited as long as your captain kept surprising you like this.
“There's something I wanna check,” Luffy said, grabbing your thigh with one hand and fingering you with the other. “O..k.” you managed to get out as you felt Luffy’s fingers fuck you deep. His movements were, strange, their goal didn't seem to be teasing or getting you off, more like, he was looking for something.
Luffy's expression seemed determined and curious, seemingly trying to prove something. You were confused as to what at first before you felt him rub directly and aggressively against your g spot.
“OH, my fucking god-” You yelped as you felt his fingers press adamantly against that specific place. Luffy smiled at your reaction.
Luffy's fingers were no longer focused on thrusting in and out, but now they were circling your g spot adamantly.
Luffy took his hand off your thigh and moved it to your waist. He stretched his arm around your waist, holding you tightly and securely. He shifted his position, his other arm now having more room to do its thing. You weren't sure why he had suddenly changed your position, even if it was only slightly, but then your questions were once again swiftly answered.
Luffy thrust his fingers into you sharply and deeper than he had before, the tips of his fingers curled up specifically to touch the different feeling section of your pussy. You gasped extraordinarily loudly, trying your best to fuck yourself back on his fingers.
“Oh god Luffy, harder!” you said, your hips moving desperately against his fingers, Luffy still rubbing against that specific bundle of nerves deep inside you.
The sounds of squishing filled the deck beautifully. The incredibly lewd noise only made you wetter, making it easier for Luffy to slip another finger in, which he did.
Your thighs were dripping wet at this point, as you were desperate to cum once again as you begged and pleaded for Luffy to keep doing what he was doing.
“Please Luffy.” “don’t stop.” “Right there! Right there!” “fuck!” was all you could manage out as he fully obliged you.
His fingers furiously rubbing the spot inside you that made you go so crazy all of a sudden.
He rubbed fierce circles against that specific spot, making you plead and moan for him to continue, you were so close. “Cum..I’m gonna cum, Fuck-” you said impatiently, and not a moment later, you came all over Luffy’s fingers.
He continued to thrust his fingers inside, letting you ride out your high for the second time tonight.
You clenched against his fingers as you came harder than you had previously, your body giving out on itself as you did.
Luffy's arm held you safely up so you wouldn't fall onto the deck. He turned you around, giving you a smirk as he licked his fingers sloppily. “Fuck that’s hot..” you thought for the third time today as you pulled yourself closer to Luffy.
“I’ve never came that hard in my life, you knew exactly what to do huh?” you asked with a laugh and Luffy just raised an eyebrow at you, again.
“Not really I just wanted to know what that weird feeling spot inside you was,” he said and you stare blankly at him. “You gotta be kidding me..” you thought as you laughed.
“I was just wondering if it would make a difference if I rubbed against that spot real hard, it seems like I was right!.” he said with a snicker, proud of himself for giving you such a powerful orgasm.
You smiled slightly, you knew Luffy could do anything to you and you’d happily take it. You placed your hand on Luffy’s chest, your other hand sliding off his unbuttoned shirt.
“Why should you be fully clothed when I’m totally naked?” You asked, once again sliding your dripping heat on Luffy’s thigh, spit and cum making his leg glistened wetly.
This time, Luffy was the one with a blush creeping onto his cheeks.
You grinned at your accomplishment as you took off your captain's shirt, throwing it similarly to how he did your clothes.
You smiled at your achievement, sliding down his body, a hand on his chest, another on the extremely noticeable bulge in your captain's pants. You slid your tongue down Luffy's chest, stopping once you got to his stomach, and seeing his muscular frame.
You placed a kiss right above the seam of his pants, a soft moan being heard from above.
You couldn't help but feel cocky at your newfound position, it was your turn now to make Luffy moan.
You slid down his pants slightly, both of your hands placed on the seam, pulling it down to reveal an erect cock. It bounced slightly as it was pulled out, and you couldn't help but start to salivate at the sight. You looked up at your captain, a hand on the base of his cock, you placed your cheek against the side of it, licking your lips as you gazed into Luffy’s lidded eyes. You smirked and gave his tip a lick, then a kiss.
Your hand starts to move up and down Luffy’s length slowly, keeping your eye contact with him. You felt the lust in his eyes, he was clearly holding back earlier, allowing you to cum twice before he had even paid attention to himself. You purred at the thought, now was the time to show him your thanks.
You took the tip of him into your mouth, sucking ever so slightly as you tasted the precum that was already dripping from him. You took him deeper, inch by inch, slowly bobbing your head up and down on his length.
You felt a hand in your hair after a moment, and as you looked up, you saw a different expression from the usual carefree pirate. He was lustful, entirely and desperately, and it was all your doing. You smiled slightly as you took him deeper, the tip of his dick touching the back of your throat.
Luffy was bigger than you expected, though you were sure he could make himself bigger if he really wanted to.
You were glad for your former experience with blowjobs, or you would have certainly have been gagging by now.
“Shit..” you heard Luffy moan out as the grip in your hair became tighter. You felt a wave of pleasure wash over you at the feeling of Luffy tugging your head down ever so slightly.
You moaned, the vibrations making Luffy’s dick twitch inside of your mouth.
You slid your tongue against him, licking and sucking the tip with every thrust, up and down.
Then suddenly, you lifted your head up, eyes meeting your captains. Luffy looked back at you, you felt his dick twitch under your grip.
“Fuck my mouth, captain,” you said, noticing the hesitance of your captain. “Don't worry, i can take it,” you said proudly, and not a second later, your mouth was back onto his dick.
“God, you are irresistible.” Luffy groaned out as the grip in your hair grew much together than before, the tinge of painful strain being drowned out by the sensation of your captain's dick constantly hitting the back of your throat.
He slammed your head against his cock, tears welling up in the side of your eyes as you weren't expecting him to be so rough with you so quickly, but you weren't complaining.
Luffy had clearly been close for a while now, judging by down desperately and erratically he was using your mouth.
Spit dribbled out of your mouth, the sloppy pounding making your spit fling and drip down your chin.
You felt yourself become wetter and wetter at the thought of Luffy pounding into you the same way he was using your mouth right now. You moaned at the thought, a long drawn out “Mhmm..” causing Luffy to quicken his pace.
“I'm gonna cum..y/n..” Luffy said, his pace even more erratic than it was. You moaned, as a way of telling him to continue and he obliged.
Your head was pushed and pulled, his dick rubbing inside you as your tongue dragged and licked what it could.
“Fuck, fuck.” you heard Luffy say as he held your head down onto his dick tightly, his dick far deeper inside your mouth than you had thought possible.
You felt a warm liquid start to invade your mouth and you swallowed around his dick as he thrust into you a few more times to ride out his high.
You felt his cum slide down your throat and you hummed slightly as he pulled his dick out, panting slightly as he let go of your head, the sweet tinge of pain being lost.
You caressed your neck, thinking you might be sore the next few days. You looked at Luffy, licking the cum that dripped onto your lip.
“Yum,” you said playfully as you stared at your captain.
You stared at him, still lustful and concerned that the night would be cut short, but you then noticed his cock was still hard, twitching in front of you.
“You think you can go for another round?” you asked as you crawled on Luffy’s lap. You were still dripping wet, your insides throbbing at the thought of being absolutely fucked. You slid your pussy against the tip of Luffy’s dick, teasing him ever so slightly before you felt yourself slam down onto him. Luffy’s hands were on your hips, fucking you as you sat on his lap.
The thoughts you had were gone, you're only concerned with the pleasure you felt inside of you.
Shit Luffy,” you yelped, bouncing on top of him as he helped you steady. Your hands were on his shoulders, your moans becoming louder than before, some moans being borderline screams after a few harder thrusts.
You took Luffy’s lips against your, kissing sloppily and deeply, your tongues dancing together lustfully.
You bit your lip, about to say something witty, but you were cut off by a voice in the distance.
You froze, looking over your shoulder, you didn't see anything but the voice seemed to be calling out to you.
“Y/n Dear! Where'd you go?” You heard the cook call out, and a blush instantly formed in your face. Though the thought of being caught in the act wasn't a turn-off at all, you weren't sure how Sanji would react to Luffy being balls deep inside you out in the open.
“I made a drink for you!” he called out and you could practically hear the hearts in his eyes.
“Oh and Luffy if you're out here you can have on too I guess,” Sanji said, his tone much less excited.
You couldn't quite see him from where you two were, luckily there were boxes of supplies you had yet to put back from your shopping spree in the way, blocking the view.
You looked back at Luffy, a blush covering your face and neck, but Luffy had a smirk on his face. Your eyes widened as you knew exactly what he was thinking.
“Luffy you-” you whispered but were shut up by Luffy’s movement.
In almost an instant, you were flipped over, ass in the air once again but this time, instead of fingers invading your insides, it was Luffy’s dick.
You instantly covered your mouth with your hands, eyes rolling to the back of your head as you felt the intense sensation of being fucked. It had been far too long since you’d had a good fuck which only make you that more sensitive.
“Damn your tight..” Luffy whispered as he tightened his grip on your hips and began to slam into you. The noises that were being made only made your blush grow deeper. All you could do was tighten against his cock and muffle your moans as best as you could.
One thrust after another, you were breaking apart. Saliva was dripping all over your hands as your attempts to quiet yourself began to break apart.
“So..deep..” you mumbled quietly as you bit your finger, almost causing yourself to bleed.
Your vision was blurry with tears, you hadn't had pleasure like this in a while.
“Y/n! Where are you, sweetie! Come back, I miss you!” you heard Sanji shout flirtily. You opened your mouth to say something, but Luffy decided to thrust into you incredibly deep and all that came out was a pathetic whimper.
You mouthed the words, ‘Oh. my. God.’ to no one in particular as the sloppy, wet noises only became more noticeable.
Luffy held your hips tight, pounding into you hard, almost like he wanted you to make sounds and be found out by the cook.
The only things that left your mouth were breathy moans and desperate whines as you felt your orgasm start to creep up for the third time tonight. Your legs were shaking and Luffy knew you were close.
You heard footsteps and bit your arm desperately. You heard the steps go up and down the deck, then silence.
“Tch, bet Luffy made her play some dumb game with her,” he said as you heard him turn around. Your heart was beating incredibly fast, but as his footsteps faded it became slightly more regular.
You turned around to see the man who was buried inside of you and all you could see over your tear-filled eyes was a smirk. You opened your mouth but were cut off for the eighth time this evening.
“When you're done, come back inside, or the food will go to waste,” Sanji shouted and all you could do was moan.
Seemed like Sanji knew you two were doing something out here, but not exactly what which was somewhat comforting. You weren't sure if the loud wet slapping sounds gave him an idea of what you two were up to but it didn't seem like he did.
You breathed out, not realizing you were holding your breath as you felt another deep thrust. Hard, deep, and fast. Your pussy couldn’t take this kind of loving abuse for much longer.
You clenched around him and finally let your voice out, moaning far louder than you intended.
“Oh fuck Luffy, you’re gonna make me cum again,” you said breathily, your pussy just about as wet as it could be as the deep thrusts of your captain egged on your release.
“Me too, Y/n,” he said breathily as his thrusts began to quicked. You tightened around him and bit your lip. “Yes, Yes, Right There!” you yelled as you came on his dick. His thrusts continued through your third orgasm and a few moments later, you felt the warm release of your captain as well.
He stayed inside of you for a few seconds after two, the more thrusts then he pulled out, cum dripping out of your pussy and onto the deck of the sunny.
You finally collapsed on the hardwood deck as you panted, feeling completely satisfied.
“You're ..so..” you started to say. “Good..” you managed to get out as you felt arms wrap around you. Luffy leaned you against him, giving you a kiss on the cheek. You cuddled up into him and all you could do was smile at what happened.
You laughed and kissed him back.
“Let's do this again huh..?” you asked and closed your eyes, your head leaning against his chest.
“Only if you say you love me,” Luffy said and your smile only grew wider.
“How could I not love you, captain?” you asked playfully as you two recovered from the night's events.
“Damn, that was hot.” the swordsman said as he looked out of the crows nest and onto the deck, seeing the scene that had unfolded under him.
Zoro stroked his dick, his thumb pressing the tip of it as precum started to seep out.
“What I wouldn't do for a night with her..” he said to himself, a hand brushing through his green hair, another adamantly stroking his cock. He smirked at himself, thinking of what he was going to do to you as soon as he had you alone.
There’s a part 2 on my Ao3 if you’re interested lol- ( https://archiveofourown.org/works/30691979 )
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