Dying Light fans where are you. I got into this fandom back in February 2025. And just got done making a BUNCH of memes, edited by me from existing memes. So have these. There will be a part 2 to this post as I went VERY overboard.
HEY. what is UP. with the lack of Corvus content like frfr like really. like REALLY. like…WHATS GOING ON?????
It’s actually kinda like wild to me because that’s a beautiful man and yet the lack of everything in his department is like hello???? and then it’s usually just him and tamsy but never him and I’m just like PLEASE DRAW MORE OF CORVUS MORE CORVUS I NEED FICS I NEED EDITS I NEED 1000s of it 😭😭😭😭 PLZ
Content Warning: NSFW (18+), Enjin x Fem!Reader, P in V, oral (f receiving), friends with benefits / situationship dynamic in the beginning, creampie, sexual content, language
“C’mon, babe. I’m not that bad, am I?” Enjin said with distinct smugness, leaning on the doorframe of your room at HQ. “You are. Now out.”
He threw up his arms defensively and headed out the same way he entered.
His crime? Too many quickies and not enough long, passionate rounds. It was to the point you thought he might actually have an issue with cumming too quickly, the way he only ever wanted quickies. Always right before going out on a mission. Or in situations where you had to hurry in case someone caught the two of you, although your little “relationship,” if you could even call it that, was anything but a secret. Just about anyone with a set of eyes could tell there was something more going on between the two of you.
But it didn’t matter to either of you. It wasn’t a secret, you just didn’t flaunt it. Were you intimate? Of course. It was bound to happen. Naturally, two attractive people close in age forced into close proximity, attraction would lead to action. Did you care about each other? Of course. You were teammates after all. That was normal. So what if Enjin watched over you a little more than the other Cleaners? So what if you got a bit jealous whenever you went out to town during missions and the local ladies had eyes for him?
Regardless of what you called your little situation, Enjin was becoming an increasingly frustrating partner to have in bed. Five minutes was the absolute max he would spend with you. You knew you shouldn’t complain. He never left you unsatisfied or without. He was surprisingly good at making you orgasm in such a short amount of time. He knew exactly how to angle his fat cock, knew just the right pace to rub your clit as he bottomed out inside you.
Fuck. You were horny just thinking about it.
But you wanted to hold your ground. A sex ban until he got his act together and fucked you properly.
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“No.” “C’mon, it’s for good luck. Have we ever gone on a mission without getting it out of our system first?” “Don’t care. Maybe if you had asked last night, not ten minutes before we head out.” You stood your ground.
He looked up at you with those fake puppy eyes. “Nice try. I’m serious. If you’re serious, then come to my room tonight.”
He slumped his shoulders dramatically, though not without that smug grin of his. “If you say so, little lady.”
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It was actually funny. He was totally off his game during the mission. Occasionally getting hit with flying pieces of trash from a trash beast he had just defeated. The mighty Enjin, distracted just because he couldn’t get laid beforehand. Guess it really was a good luck ritual.
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Night came. Everyone was tucked away in their rooms, most asleep. You were getting tired too, not sure if a certain someone would pay you a visit.
But of course, there he was. That familiar face in your doorway. “Hm. Surprised you came,” you feigned nonchalance. “You know I can’t go without ya.”
He put out his cigarette before entering and locking the door behind him. “Really? I wouldn’t be able to tell, seeing as you don’t want to spend more than a few minutes in bed with me.”
You still barely looked at him as he made his way to your bed, sitting at the end of the mattress. “Don’t be like that. You know me.” “Do I?”
You tore your gaze away from the wall you had been staring at and met his eyes. Enjin had no problem sharing how he felt, but this time it was admittedly embarrassing for him. How does he admit he doesn’t want to get too attached without sounding like a complete dork? How could he admit that even casual sex, friends with benefits, whatever label you gave this thing between the two of you, was starting to feel too real? That even quick sex with you felt like something deeper?
“I care too much,” was all he managed. “About what?” You turned your body to face him fully. “This. You. Us.” He let out a quiet sigh.
You crawled over to his end of the bed, climbing onto his lap and straddling him. “Yeah? Tell me.”
Your teasing tone caught him off guard. It wasn’t often you saw Enjin at a loss for words. He wasn’t the type to get all flustered, but the way he avoided eye contact and got quiet was about the equivalent of that for Enjin.
“Tell me what you’re gonna do about it. You wanna show me how much you care?” You lowered your clothed pussy onto his already hardened cock.
He groaned, gripping your hips to hold you there, unwilling to lose the warmth. “Don’t need to tell ya. Let me show you.”
His lips crashed into yours with vigor. “Mhmm.” You moaned into the kiss, grinding the tension in your core against him. Fuck. One week might be the longest you could go without him. You were so needy that your panties were already soaked just from grinding on him. His pants were thick, but you could still feel his hard dick through the fabric.
“Hah. You’re so fuckin’ needy for my cock, aren’t ya?” He lifted his hips slightly, giving your throbbing clit more pressure.
Fuck. You could cum from this alone, but where was the fun in that? “Take your pants off,” you whispered in his ear.
He didn’t need to be told twice. He lifted you off him with ease, laying you on your back as he undressed. You watched him peel off his shirt slowly, revealing the tattoos you adored but rarely got to admiring in their entirety thanks to your usual rushed encounters. “Sexy,” you smiled.
He made sure you were watching as he unbuttoned his pants and slid them off, leaving him in tight black underwear, the tent obvious. He freed his dick from the fabric, and you watched it smack against his stomach. So big. No matter how many times you took him inside you, you were never fully prepared for the sheer girth and length that man had on him. And yet, you were desperate for all of it.
He leaned over you, tugging down your pants and panties in one smooth motion. You lifted your hips as he slid them off completely. “You’re so fuckin’ wet. Should’ve just let me take care of you before the mission. Or the other day.”
He teased, knowing how shy you got under his gaze. He spread your legs gently, admiring the slick between them. “So wet for me, baby.”
He pressed soft kisses along your thighs, taking his time. This wasn’t a quickie. Tonight, he was savoring you. He sucked at the flesh there, leaving small bites and licks before finally reaching where you needed him most.
He spread your lips with his fingers and gave slow, teasing kitten licks to your throbbing clit. You moaned, hips bucking toward his mouth. “Easy now, baby. Be patient,” he murmured. “Ah, I…” You grabbed a fistful of his hair. “Use your words, baby girl.” “I want your cock. Please.” “Nuh uh. You’re the one who wanted me to take my time, remember? Goin’ back on that already?”
He went back to eating you out, fingers sliding up under your shirt to fondle your breasts, pinching your nipples. “Enjin, nghh. I’m gonna cum!”
At that, he pulls away. “Wha- nooo!” You whine and buck your hips up at the loss of stimulation. Not caring how desperate you looked to him. That asshole? He was amused! Chuckling even. “You don’t even know how hot you look right now.” He slipped a pillow under your hips, positioning you perfectly.
“You’re such a good girl for me.”
He dragged his cock slowly between your folds, teasing from your clit down to your entrance, your slick and his saliva making it glide easily. “Stop playing with me, Enjin. Put it in. Please.” “Yeah?”
He had to fight the urge not to just ram his cock inside you, knowing it would certainly be too much for you to take all at once without any prep. Instead, he slowly pushed just the tip inside, going in and out, adding a bit more length slowly with each stroke. “Doing so good for me, baby.”
But he couldn’t hold back much longer. He thrust the rest of the way in with a groan. “Haaah!”
You couldn’t keep quiet with the new sensation of being filled to the brim as you clenched harder around his fat cock. The man had to pause his movement, staying still, buried inside you despite your moans for more.
“C-can’t. M’gonna cum if I keep moving.” His knuckles white as he gripped onto your hips, leaving red marks on your skin that matched the red flush on his face. So, you weren’t entirely off in your assumption, even though it wasn’t serious. He really does have a problem with cumming too fast. You’re too drunk off his cock right now to do anything, but you’ll make sure to tease him about it later. Instead, you opt to purposely clench your walls around him.
“S-stop,” he groaned your name. “Why? I want your cum all inside me.” “Fuck.”
He tries to steady himself inside you but your words are so enticing. He slid his fingers into your mouth, and you sucked on them eagerly before he pulled them free and brought them to your clit, rubbing slow, deliberate circles. You squirmed, pushing yourself somehow deeper onto him while he tried to stay still.
You begged him to move, to fuck you harder. You wanted all of him. The pace of his fingers began to increase and your orgasm was approaching. As your orgasm hit and your walls tightened around him, he snapped. He started thrusting hard, the sound of skin slapping filling the room as his balls slammed onto you with each thrust. After your orgasm came, the thrusts from cock were pure overstimulation. “M’cummin, fuck, fuck, fuck,” he pants frantically as his grip on you tightens. He spilled deep inside you, hips stuttering while fucking his cum deeper inside you, riding out the end of his orgasm, making sure every drop stayed where he wanted it.
His body gives out as he lays on top of yours, his cock still right where it belongs, inside of you, making sure none of his cum spills out just yet. Honestly, he liked the warmth. “Was that long enough for ya?” He lifts his head from your chest to look at you, still sweaty from the activities. “No.”
He stares at you, a little confused, surely mishearing you. “It’s a good start, but I’m gonna need to keep you here for the rest of the night. Maybe a few rounds, actually.” You chuckle. “You’re killing me, woman.” “Yeah, well, I know you want it.” You tease. “Never said I didn’t,” he shoots back with the same smugness as always. “You cum pretty fast, don’t ya? Sure you can keep up?” “Not my fault. It’s just because it’s with you. It’d be impossible not to cum while fucking that pretty cunt of yours. Take it as a compliment, babe.”
He hovers over your face and plants a small kiss on your lips. “I love ya. You know that?” His usual playful tone drops, replaced by something a little more heartfelt. “I know you do. I love you too, Enjin.”
There was no rush, no frantic stripping of clothes only to rush to put them back on minutes later, hurrying off to a mission. No. This was intimate. This was what you craved, what Enjin knew he needed, but was hesitant to embrace. This was perfect. You could work with this.
Me as soon as the fic mentions “Y/N” only for it to be described as an OC, being extremely submissive and childish or uses some dumbass pet-name like “puppy”🥀🥀
Seeing Follo naked for the first time and your first instinct is to call him pretty. Unsure if pretty is even befitting for someone that looks like he was crafted by the gods themselves.
𝜗𝜚˚⋆ notes: I think it's no longer a secret that this man is my weak spot... || Requests are open
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"Are you sure?" Follo's voice cracked slightly mid sentence as he looked up at you with those big, honey colored eyes and his kiss swollen lips. Your hands stilled immediately, fingers still holding the fly of his zipper as you looked back at him, mirroring his uncertainty now. Of course you were sure - you had wanted nothing more than to give yourself to the man beneath you for a long time already - but you waited for him to be ready.
"I don't think I've ever been more sure of anything before," you said with a breathless chuckle, scrunching up your nose when you realized just how needy you sounded in that moment.
Follo’s cheeks flushed red once your words registered. Was now a good time to come clean about his lack of experience? His mind was racing too fast, and his mouth moved without registering his own words.
"I don't- I haven't... not properly," he admitted, not even sure what he wanted to explain. He hadn't been with a woman before - Sure, there had been one singular handjob once, but he hadn’t enjoyed it much and had decided to wait for someone it would feel right with. You.
You chuckled when his face flushed red and the panic in his copper eyes spread faster than a wildfire in the summer heat.
"It's okay for me if it's okay for you," you mused, not meaning to make it sound as teasing as it did. It truly didn’t matter to you whether he had little or no experience at all - if anything, it felt like an honor to be the first to unravel him, to show him just how good someone could feel when loved the right way.
He nodded softly and the panic in his eyes slowly ebbed into something much softer in the gentle glow of the dimmed light. It made you smile lovingly at him, your heart beating faster as your fingers returned to their task, carefully opening the zipper of his pants.
His cock was already painfully hard from the way you dragged your hips against his earlier when the kiss escalated, and his hands did nothing but encourage your bold movements.
As you popped open the button of his pants, you looked up at him through your lashes, a small grin slowly creeping onto your lips, unsure which of you was more nervous. The thought barely had time to settle before he took matters into his own hands, carefully lifting his hips and pushing at both his pants and his underwear to get rid of them in one fluid motion the moment you lifted yourself from his lap, only to straddle his bare thighs once more.
"You're pretty," the compliment slipped from your mouth without much hesitation, unsure if pretty was the right word to use for a man who looked as though he had been crafted by the gods themselves.
The pink hue on his cheeks spread further and slowly turned into a deep shade of crimson the more your eyes feasted on his body. He felt utterly vulnerable like this, every thought scattering the moment your nails raked lightly over his abs, slipping through his fingers like fine sand. Only when your thumb brushed gently over his left hip bone did he return back to the moment, the dim light behind you illuminated you ethereally, and Follo could have sworn that you were an angel in that moment. His swallow was audible when your fingers slowly grazed over his abs and towards his pelvis, a sickeningly sweet smile on your lips when you saw his cock twitch with excitement, a few drops of precum dribbling onto his stomach.
"May I?" you asked again, wanting to make sure that this was what he wanted - that you were what he wanted. Your fingers could barely wait to wrap themselves around his cock, your pointer finger running along the thick vein on the underside of it.
"Please," he breathed, his voice pitched high with desperation, his cock jumping again when your finger dragged over his frenulum.
He didn't need to tell you twice, eager fingers gently wrapping around his hard length as if to test the weight of it on your hand before your thumb swiped over the tip to smear the near translucent liquid over the pretty pink head of his dick.
Follo's eyes fluttered shut the moment your hand wrapped around him, the feeling already overwhelming, and his brows scrunched up in pure bliss as a breathy moan left his lips. He was nodding, unsure why or what he was agreeing to, but his ears were ringing in ways that sounded like a heavenly choir, ready to welcome him at the pearly gate - making him understand why orgasms are also called "la petite mort," a small death.
Seeing the way he reacted to your hand gave you the courage you needed to finally lean down to wrap your lips around the tip of his cock. Your own eyes fell shut as well when the bittersweet taste of his precum melted against your tongue.
"Ah- a fuck," Follo cursed out at the feeling of your tongue massaging the underside of his dick, your head bobbing slowly, gently, as if afraid to overwhelm him. He didn’t want to be an asshole and come without warning, but his voice failed him completely.
"I-" was all that left his lips before a high pitched moan bubbled up, and if he wouldn't have been worried about the fact that he came into your mouth without permission, he'd be terribly embarrassed for that sound that sounded more like a whine than anything else.
You were surprised by how quickly he came - barely a minute after your hand wrapped around him for the first time, but you also hadn't expected him to last long either since you didn't take it easy on him with the way you were grinding against him previously. You looked up at Follo the moment his cock twitched against your tongue and saw the utter shock on his face, knowing that you needed to ease his mind - having him release on your tongue was what you wanted after all.
You slowed down the movement of your head and focused on suckling on his cock instead, moaning in bliss at the taste and warmth of his cum as it coated your tongue. Only when he started growing soft again, you pulled back and released the tip with a lewd pop before a grin formed on your lips, while Follo didn't even know where to look or what to say.
"That was... wow... I mean tha-" Follo started to ramble after the few seconds of silence felt too long, but you cut him off immediately.
"Don't you dare thank me, Tunito," you scolded him with a soft laugh and pawed at his chest as you laid down next to him to kiss along his collarbone and the crook of his neck. You wondered briefly if he would mind kissing you now, the taste of his release still lingered on your tongue, but Follo answered your unasked question soon enough. Gently, he tilted your head up to kiss you deeply, and his tongue lapped at your lip to ask for entrance. He was far from done, feeling like a wolf that tasted blood for the first time - Needing more now.
Without hesitation, you kissed him back while his hands grew bolder now, wandering over your body without ever getting disrespectful, which made you laugh softly into the kiss. Carefully, you pulled back from the kiss for a split second to pull your shirt off, letting your bra follow.
Despite his best efforts, his eyes drifted down to your chest to get a good view of your boobs, and before he could even muster up the nerve to ask, you guided his hands there before kissing him again. The silent consent encouraged Follo to explore your body further, gently kneading the soft mounds and letting his thumbs glide over your hardened nipples until you were squirming against him.
Watching the way his inexperienced touch had you squirming against him allowed his confidence to grow to the point where he took charge to let one of his hands travel down the side of your body, where he stopped right at the waistband of your panties. That's when he pulled back and looked at you with the uncertainty of a beaten dog.
"Can I... take them off?" He eventually asked, his voice more steady than you've heard it all night. With a small chuckle you nodded but reached down to take them off yourself, giving him a small show with how slowly you peeled your panties off and down your legs.
He tried his best not to stare, he really did, but his eyes couldn't tear themselves away from the sight of your glistening folds. Follo took a sharp inhale before trying to gain his composure once again, hoping that it would help him regain control if he kissed you again - like that you couldn't watch him getting shy or how painfully hard he got just seeing your pretty pussy. When he leaned in, you kissed him back immediately, letting your tongue caress his own while his hands busied themselves with your boobs once again.
"Follo, please," you eventually breathe out into the kiss, growing needy from how he caressed your chest.
Hearing you beg for his touch was almost too much, but he didn't want to make you wait, so one of his hands traveled downwards and over your stomach until it rested on your mound, not quite touching you yet. In that moment he wished that he could take a peek and see what he was doing so he could actually make you feel good, and before he could break the kiss, you guided his hand further down, allowing him to please you.
His fingers moved clumsily through your folds, not quite prodding, but it didn't feel heavenly either, so you guided his hand gently. It didn't feel insulting to Follo, if anything, he was more than grateful for the help, and when you moved his hand to caress your clit with circular motions, both of you gasped into the kiss - your pleasure mirrored by his awe at providing it. With each flick of his fingers, Follo grew more confident, and soon his fingers found their way to your entrance, pausing there for just a moment in case you wanted to pull away, but when you didn't, he carefully pushed a singular finger into your cunt.
Your body stumbled into his chest the moment his slender finger pumped into you with ease until he added a second one and moved them in scissoring motions to try and open you up a little, figuring that this is how it's done. You didn't give him much time to please you, let alone to let him get used to the feeling of your tight walls around him, growing hungry for his cock.
Hesitantly you pulled away from his lips and left open mouthed kisses on his jaw, trailing down his neck until you managed to part from him entirely. The lack of your skin against his own let the movement of his fingers slow down as he searched your eyes in an effort to figure out if you wanted him to stop or if he still had the green light.
"Can we- do you still want to...?" You managed to ask through the pleasure he provided with his slow movements, the palm of his hand now dragging over your clit ever so gently.
Follo felt bad for how fast he nodded, dying to bury his aching cock in your heat. You already felt so insanely good wrapped around the fingers, and the image of what you'd feel like around his dick made it jump with excitement and anticipation. "Yes... unless you don't want to anymore?" He sounded insecure despite his growing need for you. It might be his first time, but if he'd learned one thing, it's that the woman calls the shots in the bedroom.
When his fingers pulled away from your core, it made you whimper from the loss, but seeing Follo's eyes roll back as he carefully licked your essence off his own fingers made you forget about the ache between your thighs immediately. "Next time, you can eat me out, if you want," you promised amused.
Follo blinked at you for a moment before his eyes focused back into reality. "N-next time?" He asked overly excited and nodded in a way that sent his dark hair flying. "I would love to... even now, or later," he admitted sheepishly, overly eager to please you the way you pleased him as well.
Hearing how eager he was made you giggle softly and you reached out to cup his cheek gently. "We'll see about that... for now I think we have different things planned," you mused and wrapped your hand around his shaft once again, gently pumping it.
"Can I be on top?" Follo's voice came out strangled from the pleasure your hand provided, but you saw no reason to deny him that one wish.
The hand that cupped his cheek moved to the back of his neck as you leaned in to kiss him while you pulled him down so he was now holding himself up above you. Hesitantly, Follo pulled back to look at you and how your legs parted around his narrow waist, and he was most certain that he had never seen anyone or anything more beautiful in all his lifetime.
"You're beautiful," he mumbled slightly nervous while his hands traveled over your curves in appreciation before letting his fingers trail over your inner thighs, all the way to your glistening folds, where he let his thumb glide over your clit a few times.
Once he was done appreciating the view, he leaned over you again to line himself up with your pussy. Amber eyes looked at yours with his eyebrows knit together, searching for any sign that you wanted to back out of the situation - but the way your ankles locked behind his waist told him everything he needed to know. With a gentle thrust, he pushed the tip of his cock into your inviting heat.
"Oh shit-" the little swear fell from his lips before he could stop it. But your walls felt so good around his cock, and the more he pushed in, the harder it got for him to breathe. Your cunt felt hot and inviting in the way it squeezed around him, trying to pull him even deeper. It took everything from you to not roll your hips against his when he finally bottomed out, but you wanted to give him time to adjust.
Follo held himself up with his elbows, but you felt how his entire body shivered as his balls rested against the globes of your ass, his eyes shut tightly as the warm light illuminated him above you. Carefully, you let your hand travel over his back and his side before raking your fingers over his defined abs.
"Take your time," you whispered sweetly before your hand traveled between your bodies to play with your clit.
"F-fuck," Follo moaned when you clenched around his cock, driving him near insanity. "Can I move?" His voice sounded strained when he spoke through gritted teeth, but that was exactly what you wanted.
You nodded with a small mewl, eager to feel him move inside you. The man hissed when he dragged his dick out of your velvet walls until only his tip remained inside before pushing back inside. One of his arms failed to support his weight, and his face dropped into your neck with a shuddered moan as his hips rolled into you in a sloppy rhythm, and before you knew it, they slowed down again. A little whimper was all you needed to know that he was close after just a few thrusts, which you already expected.
"Wait just a bit, yeah? Try to hold back, pretty boy," you mused and increased the pressure of your fingers skimming over your bundle of nerves until you too were teetering on the edge of an orgasm. Wrapping your arms around his neck, you pulled him closer as you kissed him. "Now move," you instructed between sloppy kisses, and when he started fucking into you once again, it only took a few thrusts until he released. Follo moaned softly against your neck as he came, humping you desperately as he tried to get even deeper. The feeling of his cum painting your walls pushed you over the edge as well, moaning his name like a sinful prayer as your hips rolled against his as well, riding out your high.
The room was silent for a while, filled with nothing but panting breaths from the both of you while you gently played with Follo's hair, feeling how he trembled ever so softly in your arms as his cock slowly grew limp inside of you. You wanted to cuddle with him, maybe take a shower together, and then grab a few snacks, but before you could even open your mouth to initiate aftercare, he kissed your neck once again.
"So... about pleasing you," he chuckled sheepishly, the thought of eating you out engraved into his brain - and now that he had a taste of pleasure, he never wanted it to end. Aftercare and cuddles had to wait, it seems...
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