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Yo I need to see a threesome between Liu Kang and Cole Young like really bad. Able to cook up a fic?
release some tension
a/n: haha whoops, sorry for the inactivity. i've been more motivated to make some art stuff for mk2 instead lol. also, pretend allison is dead. or divorced idk
Cole Young pads through the hallway, footsteps quiet against the cave floors, and he places his hand at the base of his neck as he stops in front of Liu Kang's private quarters
even after a few days, he still hadn't managed to manifest his arcana, and Kano punching the shit out of him day in and day out hadn't managed to elicit any magical source of power
he was at his wits end, and Kung Lao was busy training, the lines of stress clearly carved into his face as he practiced from sunrise til moonrise
when Cole Young had walked past the fight pit just earlier, hours after dinner, he had spotted Kung Lao in the sand, the faint glows of blue light appearing and disappearing as the monk continued to practice and hone in on his powers
the tournament would begin soon, and he had to do something or else all his efforts would go to waste
and Emily…she was bunking at a friend's place for the time being, and Cole stared down at the bracelet around his wrist
dragging a hand over his face, Cole slid open the door leading to Liu Kang's bedroom, stepping inside as he closed his eyes and let out a frustrated breath, "look, Liu Kang. i know it's late, but would you be able to-"
he opens his eyes to find Liu Kang sat on the edge of the bed, clothing neatly folded off to the side on top the dresser, and you perched up on his lap, body trembling and sweating
Liu Kang's hands are digging into your hips, fingers overlapping with the arcana marking on your skin, lips still attached to your neck, eyelashes low and gaze somehow still piercing
"oh my god! oh my-i'm, oh my god, i'm so sorry-" Cole shuts his eyes, trying to back up and out of the room
"no, come in. you wanted to ask me something about your arcana, i presume." Liu Kang sounds completely unbothered, the only hint of his current position is the underlying coarseness in his voice
"no, no, i can really come back another time-"
"Cole Young, come in." you beckon him forward this time, somehow also completely unbothered with the situation even with Liu Kang's cock buried deep inside of you
he pauses but slowly steps back inside of the room, eyes still shut, and Cole lets out a stuttering breath as he summons to courage to look at the two of you
there was no denying that the two of you were attractive, lives shaped by training for this tournament meant that the both of you were strong and inlaid with muscle, and he would be lying if he didn't find himself turned on at the sight
"i just-i, um, i wanted to ask if Liu Kang had any time to spare to train with me…er, to see if my arcana would," Cole Young waves his hand and glances off to the side to try and recollect himself, "you know, appear."
Liu Kang hums and looks at you, a quiet conversation exchanged in the glance, and then with a fluid motion you get off of him, the resulting wet squelch has heat prickling at the base of Cole's neck
"i think you have deserved a break. i know the past few days have been hard for you." Liu Kang beckons Cole Young towards the bed where you sit on your knees patiently, a small sly smile on your lips
perhaps a ghost has possessed him because Cole does as he is told, and he only hesitates for a moment before clambering onto the bed with shaky legs
he goes to kneel in the same position as you, but you tut at him and pat at the side of his hips that he remains standing on his knees
your fingers play with the edge of his waist band, "you have been in and out of that pit all day."
Cole mouth has gone dry, but he doesn't stop as you slowly drag his pants down to reveal his half-hard cock
his brain nearly short circuits as you use one hand to pump at the base of his cock while you bring your head down to kitten lick at the tip, teasing him to full hardness
he goes to bury his hand in your hair as a natural instinct, but his fingers twitch just as he reaches your hair
glancing back up at Liu Kang, the fire-wielder just smiles as his fingers dig back into your hips on your bent-over form, "you can grab their hair. they like it rough anyway, don't you?"
his hands knead at your butt, but Cole can't concentrate on that, not when you lower your other hand for more balance in your position and your mouth fully lowers onto his cock, head bobbing up and down, your lips stretching obscenely around the length
a small groan escapes from his lips, and he fully buries his hand into your hair, guiding the pace of your head
Liu Kang hums in delight, fingers tracing over the edges of your marking, before he lines himself back up with you, pushing his dick back into your heat
you whine, tears starting to gather at your waterline, and the vibrations travel through Cole, pleasure thrumming beneath his skin
he groans, hips involuntarily thrusting forward at the feeling, and you gag at the feeling
but you push yourself deeper onto him, tongue pressing into the underside of his cock, and your throat tightens around his cock as Liu Kang fucks into you
with every thrust, you are pushed further and further onto Cole's cock, until your nose buries itself into the light dusting of hair on his pelvis, and he can't help the small whine that peels out of him
"good, right?" Liu Kang sounds breathy as his hips piston into you, sweat finally beading on his hairline as he moans, fingers digging so tightly into your skin it would be sure to leave a mark the next day
"y-yeah." Cole bites his lip as you look up at him with watery eyelashes, "oh-oh fuck."
his hips jerk into your face again, and you moan around his cock, the pleasure overwhelming now
testing the waters once more, he gives an experimental thrust, and it draws another whimper out of you, your hands clutching at the sheets underneath
the vibrations blur out any other possible sensation, and Cole moans as he starts to earnestly pump his cock in out of your soft mouth
drool seeps down the edges of your lips along with the tears running down your face, and Cole exhales at the sight, "fuck, you're so-you're so pretty. so good. taking me like this."
his fingers tighten their grip in your hair, and you let out a pathetic sound at the praise, Liu Kang moaning from behind
the fire wielder hasn't eased up on his pace. in fact, he seems to be speeding up, mouth hanging open as he groans
"that's it. that's it. so tight for me. always so," Liu Kang punctuates the next word with a particularly rough thrust, "perfect."
you moan, eyes fluttering shut, and Cole moans at the feeling of your throat tightening around him
Liu Kang reaches a hand down in between your legs, and your body trembles and shakes, elbows nearly giving out at the sensation
Cole keeps his grip on your hair, using his other hand to wipe away a stray tear on your face as you whine and whimper, eyelashes clumping with tears
he pushes you down further on his cock, the tip hitting the back of your throat, and you moan, the feeling reverberating through Cole's skin
it triggers just enough pleasure so that vision whites out, body falling into ectasy as he tilts his head backward to let out a loud groan
his cock twitches in your mouth as his release spurts into your mouth, and Cole gains just enough clarity in his vision that he he looks back down at you, he can see dribbles of his cum on your chin
but you swallow most of it down, the sensation nearly too much for his oversensitive cock, and he whimpers but keeps your head on him as you suckle on him, your whines and whimpers muffled
Liu Kang fucks into you with abandon, low growls and moans echoing from him, and his hand between your legs works you roughly, the sound wet and messy
"good…so good for us, yeah? gonna take it all for me, aren't you?" the filthy words fall from the fire wielder's mouth so easily, and Cole can feel himself blushing even if they weren't directed towards him
his fingers tighten their grip in your hair as you whine out an answer, overstimulation starting to settle in, and he can see how your eyes glaze over with pleasure, the peak of your orgasm just teetering over the edge
the fire wielder bends over so that his chest presses into your back, hand overlapping yours so that he can hold onto it tightly, and he lays his lips on your neck, tongue tasting the sweat of your skin
Cole exhales at the sight, two bodies intertwined, and Liu Kang glances up just briefly before refocusing his energy on fucking the last coherent thought out of you
his teeth nip at the sensitive skin of your neck before sinking in, and you whine and moan, a small whimper leaving Cole's own's throat at the feeling
Liu Kang lets out a sharp exhale, a low groan echoing from his chest as he thrusts his hips forward one last time, body shaking as he cums inside of you
Cole carefully pulls his hips backward, and you take in a few deep breaths, tongue darting out to catch the few drops of his seed on your chin
maybe if it wasn't for his age, he would've been hard again
Liu Kang also pulls himself out, and he guides your hips gently down onto the bed as you collapse onto it, body covered in a thin sheen of sweat, chest heaving as though you've run a marathon
"do you feel better?" Liu Kang steps off the bed, unbothered with his nakedness as he travels to the other side of the room to grab the three clay cups of water sitting on a dresser
"oh, um," Cole blinks, shouldering slumping forward, chest no longer feeling so tight, "yeah, i guess i do."
the fire wielder passes a cup to Cole Young without another word and then passes one to you, pressing the cool clay to your heated skin for a few moments before you finally take it
no other cups sit on the dresser, and Cole clears his throat, "did you know that i was coming to you tonight or…?"
the both of you give him a glance, but before either can answer, the sliding door opens and reveals Kung Lao, freshly showered, only a threadbare towel hung loosely around his hips
he raises an eyebrow at the sight of Cole before he looks back to you and Liu Kang with a slight pout, "you made a move without me?"
hello! lovely to see you again! it's been a little while!
i would like to request a johnny x reader smut where they're sort of enemies-to-lovers, and they finally break through all that tension and have sex, but please use praise rather than degradation if that's okay!
love you and your work, glad to see you back on this blog <3
starboy
a/n: highkey struggled a lot while writing this
pairing: johnny cage x afab!reader
warnings: nsfw (MDNI) fingering, handjobs, public sex (you're in a forest), creampies
you flick a knife at Johnny Cage, the blade just missing his head by a centimeter as it lodges into the tree next to him, and he barely even flinches, pulling it out of the tree and throwing it back at you
it lands in the dirt in front of you, and you sigh, finally latching it back into your knife holster
for the last few hours, you had thrown your knives at him, enjoying the pathetic yelps and curses he threw your way, but he had gotten desensitized to it now
"you're no fun." you pout at him and roll your shoulders back, and he glares at you from the other side of the campfire
"i wouldn't exactly call 'almost getting killed' fun." he throws a stick into the fire, watching the glames slightly flicker and rise before settling, and you blow a raspberry at him, fingers tracing the black dragon klan tattoo on your thick shoulder
"oh please, i wouldn't actually let it kill you. at least, not when we're allies," you stretch your legs out in front of you and cross your arms in front, "you take first watch. i'm going to sleep."
"fine by me." he nearly spits it towards your direction, and you snort before closing your eyes and shuffle in your position against the tree
"whatever you say, pretty boy."
"oh, so you think i'm pretty?" he smirks at you, and you groan, cracking your eyelids to shoot him a glare
"forget i said anything."
he laughs at your comment but says nothing else, and you let out a breath and fall asleep
you don't dream, but your slumber feels cut short as he whacks the back of your head
"hey! what the hell was that for?" you glare at him, stretching your arms above your head as you squint at the moon just moving past the high point in the sky
"you snore like hell, and i need my beauty sleep." he clambers back into his spot, closing his eyes, lips still turned into a snarky frown
and you roll your eyes, "not everyone can be perfect like you, starboy."
"try being more original with your insults." he settles down on the ground, shifting around to get more comfortable, and you sigh, running a hand through your cropped hair as you stare at the dying embers of the fire
the last of its light catches at the smoothening features of Johnny as he falls asleep, and you cough into your fist when you realize you're staring for too long at his lips
you hated to admit to it, but his films had been your favorite for many years
they always caused a hoot with your friends, and they were fun and brainless to watch when you got back from a particularly hard drug run with the black dragon
and well, he was conventionally attractive, you had to admit that at the very least
the forest is loud around you, crickets chirping and unknown outworld birds and animals howling into the darkness
throwing another stick into the fire pit around you, it flares enough back to life that it illuminates Johnny's features once more, and you sigh as your heart pounds in your chest
the night passes uneventfully, and you stand up and stomp out the fire before lightly kicking at his leg to get him to wake up
"hey, c'mon, day's not getting any longer, sleeping beauty." you hope you've steeled your expression enough as he groans and looks up at you through bleary eyes
"ugh, fine, whatever. let's get this manhunt over with." his voice is low, grumbly from sleep, and he runs a hand through his hair before holding his hand out towards you
you quirk your eyebrows at him, but you lift one of your hands into his, resting the weight against his
he looks at you in surprise, a slight flush overtaking his face, "i meant the water, pass me the water."
embarrassment washes through you, and you mentally berate yourself as you chuck the waterskin attached on your belt towards him
"well, look, i mean, if you wanted to hold hands with me," he swishes the water in his mouth before spitting it out and popping a fluoride tablet into his mouth, "you could've just asked."
you chuck your knife at his head again, but he doesn't flinch, only grinning when it lodges in the tree behind him
"fuck you, Cage."
"oh, i'm sure you want to." he pulls it out of the tree and hands the knife back to you, handle first, and you angrily snatch it out of his hand and put it back into its holster as you stomp in the direction of the compass meant to track Quan Chi
you flip him off as you walk off, and he follows after, whistling a nondescript tune as the forest noise wraps around the both of you
the walk is mostly uneventful except with the occasional shrill yelp of terror when a bug lands much too near Johnny's face and your resulting sigh as you swat it away from him
the ground finally starts to level out, vines no longer attempting to trip either of you up every couple of feet, and as you haul yourself over a fallen tree too big to walk around, Johnny Cage lets out a low whistle
"wow, has anyone ever told you that you have a great ass?" you land with a thud and whip your head around as Johnny Cage appears over the top of the tree and lands next to you
"are you being serious right now?" your hand threatens to crack the fragile glass of the compass you hold, and the arrow of it spins wildly
"well, i just didn't expect for someone so gorgeous to be involved with a mercenary group." he wipes off some dirt and loose bark from the armor he wears and flashes a grin, "i've seen the black dragon. they're not the prettiest bunch."
you bare your teeth at him, "don't insult them like that."
"okay, sweetheart, whatever you say." Johnny raises his hands up in fake surrender, and you can feel a vessel bursting in your head at the nickname
"don't call me that." you point your knife at him, and he just gives you a teasing smile
"aw, what, feeling a little hot under the collar, baby?" he laughs, and before you can react, the air behind him splits open, a hellish tentacle whipping out to kill him
you throw your dagger past Johnny's head, the blade digging into the tentacle's flesh, and the portal lets out a screech as it closes, slicing the appendage in half
it wriggles on the ground dying as you draw your other dagger, and Johnny immediately turns around so that the both of you have your backs pressed against each other
all around, the air erupts into portals, and Quan Chi appears out of one in front of the both of you
the compass attached to your belt spins wildly, the arrow flying off and cracking the glass
"ah, so Liu Kang has sent his worst champions to come and deal with me. i don't know whether to be offended or not." Quan Chi strides slowly around the two of you, hands clasped behind his back as if unbothered
"we're here to bring you back to pay for your crimes, Quan Chi. the others will have already brought back Shang Tsung." you grip onto your blade a little tighter, and you can hear Johnny let out a nervous huff
"i doubt that." he gives the both of you a small smile before whipping his hand forward, and the portals spit forward tentacles intent on killing you
you dive towards the sorcerer, blade drawn, and you grit your teeth as he dodges them, his arms a blur against yours as you attempt to stab him
behind you, you can hear Johnny fending off the tentacles, only attacking him one at a time as Quan Chi devotes his attention between the two of you
the sorcerer shoots his hand forward, intending on hitting your chest, and you disengage from him, dodging off to the side to throw your dagger at him and grab the one still stabbed into the tentacle
Quan Chi catches the dagger by the handle, looking back at you as you leap towards him, dagger raised high
he moves just enough so that it doesn't stab through his head, but it still pierces through his shoulder, an angry shout echoing from him as he does so
his arm rips you off of him, and you are thrown into a nearby tree, your ribs cracking at the impacct
Johnny shouts, foot flying through the air as it strikes Quan Chi's face, letting out a deafeaning cracking through the now silent forest
before he can deal a final blow, the sorcerer opens portal beneath him, closing it just before Johnny's foot lands on the ground
"ugh, fuck." you pick yourself off the ground, wincing at the feeling of your ribs aching, and Johnny rushes toward you
"we should head back. you're hurt." his hands wrap around your bicep, and you shrug him off as you look at the compass again
"i'm fine. just bruised, and we can't head back yet. we haven't…" your voice trails off at the sight of the broken compass, arrow clattering in the glass uselessly
Johnny raises an eyebrow at you before slinging one of your arms over his shoulders, "c'mon, let's get back."
"and, uh, hey," he glances down at you briefly, "guess all that knife-throwing at my head finally paid off."
"pfft, yeah, i guess so." you smile up at him, and he cracks one right back at you
your heart pounds in your chest at the sight, and you look away from him
he raises his eyebrows at the sight of you embarrassed before a slow creeping smirk appears on his face, "aw, what, got a little crush on me?"
you drop your face into a scowl and go to push him away, but Johnny refuses to let go of the arm you have slung around his shoulder
"just shut up." you're tempted to smack him in the face, and when you go back to look at him, you almost flinch backwards at how he looks at you, eyelids drooped down and face tilted to that if you brought your face towards him, you both would kiss
"mmm, i could definitely think of a few ways you could shut me up." he glances towards your lips, and you wet them with your tongue before clearing your throat and looking away
"i, um," awkwardness now pervades the air, and the both of you come to a halt as you stop walking, "look, this wouldn't ever work. i'm black dragon. you're with Liu Kang."
his hand grips a little tighter onto your arm as you trail off into silence
"well, one time wouldn't hurt, would it?"
you make the mistake of glancing back at him, his eyes observing you, lips slightly curved into a pout, hair just mussed enough to coer his forehead
"fuck it." you tilt your face towards and kiss him, twisting your body so that you can bury your hand into his hair while the other grips onto his shoulder
he moans into the kiss, walking you backwards until your back hits a tree, and both of his hands squeezes at your waist
one of his hands dips underneath your loose shirt, trailing along the skin of your side mindlessly before finally messing with the metal of your belt
you break from the kiss, your own fingers fumbling with the clasp, but you can hardly concentrate as Johnny then moves his attention to your neck, lips pressing against the sensitive skin
the buckle finally comes loose, and you bring your hands up to dig into the thick armor covering Johnny's back as he dips one hand down into your underwear
"oh-fuck!" you bang your head against the tree, biting down on your lip as he grinds his palm into your clit, and his fingers collect your arousal onto them before slowly thrusting into you
"c'mon, let me hear all those pretty noises, sweetheart," Johnny sounds breathless, and you groan as he sucks a hickey into your neck, his fingers crooking inside of you
the sound is muffled, barely audible over the sound of your rustling clothes, but the whimper that falls from you is unmistakeable as he fucks his fingers directly into your sweet spot
"there it is. you're taking it so well, baby." he tilts his head back to swallow your moans, your pussy clenching around his fingers, and your hand fumbles as you palm him through his pants
he groans as well, sweat starting to bead at his hairline, and he presses his palm insistently into your clit
it's just enough to send you over the edge, and you moan into his mouth, your hips twitching as his fingers fuck you through your orgasm
your hands fly up to his waist, and as he pulls his hands out of your pants, you finally get his gear belt to drop to the ground
he rests his forehead on your shoulder as you pull his bottoms just down far enough to reveal his cock, flushed red and aching as you wrap your fingers around it
"oh fuck, just like that, oh-oh shit," he groans into the side of your neck, eyelashes fluttering as you stroke his dick, thumb swiping along the slit
you bite your lip as his hips stutter forward into your fist, and you finally take the chance to kiss at his neck as well, teeth nipping at the skin
"stop, stop," he grabs onto your wrist, face flushed red and eyebrows furrowed in concentration, and you feel a deep sense of dread suddenly drop into your chest
"i'm-i'm gonna cum if you keep doing that, and i want to fuck you first."
oh. you release his cock from your hand, bringing both of your arms up to wrap around his neck, and he settles his hands at your hips as he pulls your pants down
you step out of them clumsily, nearly losing your balance as Johnny kisses you once more, now desperate and messy as his teeth accidentally clack into yours
his cock rubs against your shirt, pre-cum staining the fabric, and he taps at your thigh, signaling for you to wrap it around his waist
you listen and let out a surprised sound when he hooks his arm underneath the bend of your elbow to keep you spread
he finally parts from the kiss and simply leans his forward against yours as he uses his free hand to guide himself into your pussy, and the both of you groan in unison at the feeling
"shit, you're so-you're so tight." Johnny hisses it between his teeth, eyes shut in concentration, and you let out a whimper as he bottoms out
"well, it's-fuck-it's been a while." the stretch is more than you're expecting, and you whimper as his hips do an experimental thrust
he starts slow, his grip readjusting on you as he gains speed, and neither of you can keep quiet when Johnny starts to fuck you
his mouth is on you, your lips, your neck, your face, everywhere, and you keep him close to you, fingers digging into his armor
your cunt clenches around him, and he lets out an audible whimper, breath hot against your neck, "fuck, taking me so well, doing so good for me."
it send another wave of arousal through you, and as he easily adjusts you, bringing you up further along the tree so that he has a better angle to fuck into you, you groan, hips attempting to fuck back down onto him as you cum
the bark digging into your back feels negligible to the pleasure burning through you, and it disappears from your mind entirely as Johnny kisses you again, his own whines buried against your tongue as he cums inside of you
he fucks you through the both of your orgasms, lazily grinding his pelvis into you, until the both of you are breathless
"uh, um," he slowly releases his grip on your hips, slowly pulling out of you, and there isn't much more than he can do besides pull up his pants, "well…"
you do the same, face now burning with embarrassment (and a little bit of pride) that you had just fucked Johnny Cage
"that was good, but we should head back. forget it happened." you mutter it under your breath, glancing away from Johnny's face, unwilling to see how he reacts
"yeah, okay." he coughs into his hand awkward, as if not knowing how to act anymore, and you finish clasping your belt into the loop holes of your pants
you grit your teeth, sweat clinging to your forehead as you grip onto Shao Kahn's silk robe, and a little whimper leaves your throat as you grind your clit against his thigh
the throne room is silent except for your moans, and the only evidence that Shao Kahn feels remotely affected is the way his gaze is focused solely on you
he hums, leaning back slightly in his throne as he watches you pleasure yourself on his thigh, skin textured with scales and scars, and you tremble as another wave of arousal leaks from your pussy
"Shao…I don't-what if-" your eyes dart around anxiously around the room, nervous about someone showing up, especially Shang Tsung or Quan Chi
they had a penchant for appearing without any prior notice. at least, the others knocked or only came when called
Shao Kahn grunts, flexing the hard muscle of his leg against you, and you whine, hips stuttering as you momentarily stop
"let them see. then, they will know you are mine." Shao Kahn moves one of his hands from the arm rest to cusp your chin, the entirety of your face engulfed by his thick fingers
underneath the mask, you can feel him smirking at you as your heart races, red eyes glowing in the dim light of the throne room, "now, move. i want to see my favorite consort cum on my thigh."
his hand slaps at the side of your thigh before it returns to its spot on the arm rest, and you nod, readjusting yourself for a second before moving your hips again
he watches, unmoving as you whine and tuck your face away from his view, heat burning through your body as you hump against him like a dog
your shoulders shake along with your legs with the effort, and you groan as your clit grinds over a particularly rough patch on his thigh, scales rubbing directly into the sensitive nub
Shao Kahn tilts his head as you lose your breath, whines coming out high-pitched and needy as you fuck yourself along your thigh, and he hums with contentment as you cum, your body shaking with the pleasure
you let yourself fall against his body in exhaustion, and he raises a hand to squeeze your muscled shoulder before moving both of his hands to wrap around your waist and easily lifts you into his lap
"good." his chest rumbles as he flips you around so that your front faces the emptiness of the throne room, and the praise shoots through you and straight to your pussy as you clench around nothing
he glances down at the mess you've left on his thigh as he hooks your legs around his so that you are spread, and he slides his hand down your chest, giving it a rough squeeze before running it down the length of your stomach
his thick fingers ghost over your sensitive clit, and he runs his hand through your arousal, your need slick and drooling onto his expensive robe
Shao Kahn turns his fingers in the light, as if examining your work, and you squirm in discomfort, heat flushing through your face as he brings his hand back down to rub messy rough circles against your clit
"my favorite consort. my favorite guard. King Jerrod's best reduced down to this." Shao Kahn's voice rumbles, one hand slow and steady against you while the other rubs itself along your thigh, unhurried in its path
"what would he say if he saw you like this? so pathetic and needy for his enemy?" one of his fingers slowly fucks into your pussy, and you whimper as he asks the question, mouth dry as you struggle to answer
"i-i, uh," the words flounder as he slowly slides in another thick fingers into your pussy, and your hips twitch at the stretch
"hm," Shao Kahn says nothing more as he thrusts his fingers in and out of you, the sound wet and obnoxious, and your back arches away from him as you pant
the sound of magic appears by the side, and you snap your eyes open, thighs attempting to shut at the sight of Shang Tsung and Quan Chi appearing in the throne room
Shao Kahn's other hand, previously lazily running along your thigh, grips onto the muscle tight, claws digging into he skin, and he growls low into your ear, "do not."
his earlier words echo in your mind, but shame still runs through your body and tears prick at the edge of your eyes as the two of them look at you fully displayed
"shall i come back at a later time?" Shang Tsung, to his credit, does not react much, and Quan Chi stands stock still at his side, glancing away from the sight
"state your business, sorcerer." Shao Kahn grinds his palm into your clit, fingers pressing into your sweet spot, and you fight the whine threatening to spill from your throat
"we have produced a successful clone of Kitana. Quan Chi and i thought you might like to see." Shang Tsung ignores you, head tilted back in arrogance, and Shao Kahn hums at the information as you tremble in his lap
his fingers have taken to fucking into your roughly, the squelch of your pussy apparent and loud in the silence, and you can't help a small whimper as you cum in Shao Kahn's hand, small tears falling from your cheeks in embarrassment
he fucks you through your orgasm as he speaks, "and you are sure she is perfect?"
"who do you think i am?" Shang Tsung quips back quickly, and you can feel Shao Kahn tense underneath you before relaxing, his free hand kneading into the muscle of your thigh
pulling his fingers from your pussy, he lazily wipes it against his robes and lifts you out of his lap and onto the adjacent throne next to his
"i will be back. do not move. we are not done." he cups your face once more, hand lingering for a moment longer than it should before leaving with Shang Tsung
a/n: tl;dr, you're harumi's reincarnation and hanzo wants to fuck you and cole young is weirdly cool with it, and also i lowkey had no idea what i was doing. request for a mutual on tiktok
pairing: hanzo hasashi x afab!reader x cole young
warnings: nsfw (MDNI), blow jobs, deepthroating, some voyeurism/exhibitionism, creampies, not proofread
your face burns as you nuzzle your nose into Cole's crotch, hands twitching as they rest on the tops of your thighs, and your lover runs his fingers through your hair
the scent of hellfire and ash still lingers in the room, quickly washing away as the AC unit in your bedroom whirs away, and Hanzo shuffles in his position by the corner of the room, heavy metal armor clinking
his gaze feels piercing, and you look up at Cole once more, nerves fraying the longer the warrior stared at you
"it's okay, baby. he just…" he trails off, not quite sure of his ancestor's intentions either, but Cole remembered the anguished look in his eyes as he stared at you, as if seeing a ghost
"he won't do anything to you that you don't want." Cole gently grabs your chin to meet your gaze, and you let out a huff of air through your nose
if there's anyone you have faith in, it's Cole
you breathe out as Cole moves his hand back to your hair, lightly tugging on it, and you obey, eyelashes fluttering shut as you run your tongue along the length of his cock
he groans from above, eyes flitting nervously to Hanzo in the corner of the room, but the thought flies from Cole's mind as you bring your lips around his tip, tongue pressing into the slit
"shit, baby," he hisses out the words, other hand grabbing onto the edge of the bed, and you glance up at him, trying not to smile as you bob your head up and down
slowly, your head lowers further onto his cock, until your nose buries deep into the light dusting of hair on his pelvis, and Cole bites his lip as his breath stutters
he runs his fingers through your hair again, hips twitching forward, and you try not to gag, a fresh batch of tears springing to your eyes as you focus on breathing through your nose
you grab onto Cole's shin with one of your hands, fingernails digging into the skin as you try and ground yourself into the moment, and you can feel your own need start to drip down between your thighs
slowly, he takes control of the pace, his breathing hot in the air as he groans, and Cole keeps his gaze on you, watching your tears swell and then drip down the sides of your face as your lips stretch around him
he cums down your throat, a whimper escaping his lips as he does, and he buries himself deep into you, barely able to speak, "yeah, just like that, baby. take it all."
before the world can start spinning, Cole drags you off his cock, and you take in a deep breath, coughing briefly as you rest the side of your head on his thigh
"you okay? everything good?" Cole stares down at you, eyebrows furrowed, and you smile up at him, rising so that you can sit on his lap and grind your cunt against his dick
"mm yeah. perfectly okay." you take the chance to kiss him, moaning into it as one of his hands skirt up the length of your back to keep you balanced while the other grabs a handful of your ass
another hand, hot as fire and calloused with age brushes up against your shoulder, and you startle away from the kiss and glance backwards to find Hanzo, still dressed in his armor, eyes fixated on you
your hands tense on Cole's shoulders, but as Hanzo's hand drags down your spine, fingers pressing into the ridges, your body relaxes
his other hand joins in the massage, fingers expertly pressing into the knots in your back, and you moan as Hanzo falls to his knees, thumbs kneading into your lower back
Cole presses kisses to your neck as you rest your forehead against his shoulder, and you whine when Hanzo presses his lips to your back, kissing your skin reverently
desire burns through you, your cunt growing slick every time he moans into you, fingers massaing into your back muscles, and you clench around nothing, desperate for him to just fill you, "please, please!"
he groans out something in Japanese, and you nearly mourn the loss of his fingers when he rises back to his feet again
but then there's the sound of clinking metal, and you can feel his cock pressing up along your pussy, thick and hot against you
you reach your hand behind you, wrapping your fingers around his cock, and you can hear a muffled groan from him as you guide him to thrust into you
the thought that this must look ridiculous flies into your mind for a brief moment: you perched up on your husband's lap while he balances on the edge of your bed while an undead warrior fucks you from behind
as quickly as the thought comes, it goes as Hanzo starts fucking into you earnestly, his lips at the crook of your neck, and you lean your forehead against Cole's, whining as he kisses you as well
"that's it, you got it, taking him so well." your husband groans into your mouth, hands still steady on you to keep you balanced
Hanzo's own hands are tight around your waist, fingers digging into the softness, and he lifts you slightly up for better leverage, cock drilling right into your sweet spot
it sounds filthy in the room, pussy wet with arousal and the barely contained moans of you and Hanzo
his cock stretches you, not quite as thick as Cole, but as Hanzo grinds his hips against you and a low whine echoes from your throat at the feeling, it's clear that he knows something that Cole does not
he nips at the side of your neck, mouth scorchingly hot, and you whimper, so close to your high, "oh my god, oh-oh fuck!"
as if he had a sixth sense for it, Hanzo groans into your ear, something deep and throaty, voice scratched raw with desire and longing, and one of his hands releases your waist to rub against your clit
you whine, hips fucking back into him, and your pussy clenches around him as you cum, squeezing your eyes shut as you dig your fingernails into Cole's shoulders
Hanzo grunts, fingers still moving against your clit as he fucks you through your orgasm, and as your body trembles and shakes, slacking forward into Cole's grip, he returns his hand to your waist
his fingers somehow tighten around you, and he snaps his hips forward, loud enough for the smack of your skin against his to echo in the room
he moans something into the air, the words incomprehensible to you, and he drags you backward into him as he cums, his seed hot
it seeps out of you onto the bedroom floor as he holds you against him, his lips still pressing into your skin, as if worshipping
Cole does the same, lips pressing everywhere to your face, praise falling from his tongue, "so good for us. did so well taking it all."
you let them, their warmth washing over you, and the three of you stay like this for a moment
and then Hanzo pulls away, before you can glance back, he's already fully dressed in his armor again
and when you do glance back, flames already consume his body, eyes still fixated on you before disappearing in a visage of heat
"…so, any idea what that was about?" you turn back to Cole
"mm not really, and i feel like i should care but-" Cole stands up with you in his arms as you squeak in surprise, and he turns you around so that he can press you into the bed, "mm, well, i think we have some more immediate concerns."
his cock rubs against your stomach, hard and leaking pre-cum after the past few minutes, and you laugh before kissing him again
How did you figure out your writing style? Also how did you figure out how to like- I guess use adjectives and verbs so well? I want to make a fic but I’m having such a hard timee :( your writing is so good!
awww, that's such a comment!! thank you so much. honestly, i've been consistently-ish writing for 3 years now, so most of my usage of adjectives and verbs is experience. BUT, when i was fist starting out, it was all vibes.
my advice would just to be read fics/books/whatever that emulate the type of style you like best and then you can take certain elements from their writing and incorporate it into your own voice. a lot of it is just practice and time, but that's pretty much it. make sure you're having fun though when you write because sometimes i look back on certain fics, and i can tell i didn't want to write that or wasn't in the mood.
thank you again for such a sweet comment and good luck on your fic writing journey!!!
a/n: everyone thank @/depressed autistic furry on tiktok for giving me this idea
pairing: cole young x afab!reader
warnings: nsfw (MDNI), orgasm delay/denial, use of vibrators, slight bondage, squirting, overstimulation
"Cole-" your words choke in your throat as he fucks back into you, hand insistently pressing the vibrator against your clit
he looks down at you with a little smirk, his other hand rubbing small little circles into the crease between your thigh and your hip, and he coos at you, "yeah, baby? use your words."
his hips snap against you once more, and your hands pull at your binds tied to the headboard
you whine and writhe against the bed, but he doesn't let up and just hikes up one of your legs onto his shoulder so that he can kiss the inside of your knee
Cole knows full well what he's doing to you, and he smiles as you pant and whimper when he pulls away the vibrator, denying you your release again
"fuck! please, ple-" a high-pitched warble interrupts your words as Cole grinds himself into you while pressing the vibrator into your abused clit once again
he tilts his head, hand massaging at the muscle of your thigh as he hums, "what was that? didn't quite catch it."
you can't even find it in yourself to be mad as he kisses the inside of your knee reverently, eyes glazed over with lust as your cunt clenches around him instinctually
Cole pulls his hips back slowly, relishing in your sounds of desperation, before thrusting back into you roughly
"do you want to cum? is that it?" he flicks the vibrator up to the second level as he asks, and your brain turns into mush as you gasp, back arching off the bed to try and press your hips further into the delicious buzz
when you don't answer, pleasure shortcircuiting the functioning part of your head, Cole buries himself inside of you and pulls the vibrator away, giving your clit short little slaps as you whine in frustration
"you gonna answer me?" he lets you catch your breath for once, thumb pressing slow torturous circles against the sensitive nub, and he simply watches as you struggle to form words
"i-i-please, yes, i wanna cum." you blink up at Cole through watery eyes, clenching around him in an effort to get him to cave in
he gives you a wolfish smile, and before you can rescind your statement, he brings the vibrator back down onto your clit, flicking it onto its highest setting, and starts fucking into you earnestly
you wheeze out a moan, hands pulling and tearing at the binds that hold your wrists above you, and a keen pours from your throat as you finally cum, your cunt wet and messy as he continues to fuck into you
Cole doesn't let up, leaning his torso forward so that your thigh on his shoulder presses tightly against your chest, and the new angle gives him unfettered access to your sweet spot as his cock drills further into you
the vibrator buzzes away, and another orgasm washes up over you too quickly
you gasp and arch your back off the sheets, body overwrought with sensation as it tries to both pull away and push towards the onslaught of pleasure
"fuck! i-shit-too-too much!" you wish you could scrabble at his back or push away the consistent buzz of the vibrator, but you can only take what he gives
"aw, baby, i thought you wanted to cum?" Cole bites his lip at the sight of you so debauched underneath him, body trembling with effort as you cum again, overstimulation starting to set in
words are barely a coherent thought to you right now as you writhe in pleasure, and your pussy clenches around him, arousal leaking down and onto the sheets
you cry out as you reach your high, and in the blurry world of reality, you can hear Cole groan in delight, his hips momentarily stuttering
the vibrator is still going, but it's just enough of a break for you to look down through bleary eyes at the mess you've made
heat immediately flushes your cheeks at the sight of his lower torso covered in your squirt, and your hips twitch as Cole finally brings your leg down so that you can wrap them around his torso
"knew you had it in you." his elbow lands beside your head as he leans down to kiss you, arm straining with the effort as he continues to use his other arm to hold the vibrator against your clit
his hips snap into you hurriedly, finally chasing his own pleasure, and you melt underneath Cole, lips moving against his in tandem as he moans into your mouth
another orgasm floods through you, desperate and sharp as overstimulation stings alongside the pleasure, and you whine out his name
"i know, baby, just a little longer." he leans his head down to mouth at the curve of your jaw when he's close, the steady pace he had set stuttering, and he nips at your neck as he cums, breath heavy and hot against your skin
Cole flicks off the vibrator soon after, and he takes a moment before pulling out of you, wincing as you whimper in displeasure
he's quick to unlock the cuffs holding your wrists to the headboard and presses quick kisses to the skin, and you sigh in relief at the feelings
"damn, didn't know you were such a masochist." you grumble, turning to face away from him, and Cole laughs, scooping you into his arms as you squeal
"yeah, but you loved it." he kisses you before you can voice a disagreement, but you still slap at his chest anyway before he carries you off to the bathroom
could i perhaps request for literally anything with kung lao and afab reader whos an out world princess like lol maybe readers sindel and jerrods youngest? lmao bro im desperate id read anythingggg
Queen Sindel and King Jerrod had conceived you after a particularly passionate anniversary night, and by the time you were born, Kitana and Mileena had just graduated from their academic careers and started taking over minor royal duties
and so, that left you with the whole (and a little extra) of Sindel and Jerrod's attention, resulting in you being a bit of a brat
every whim you had ever wanted, you had gotten, and although your temper had been soothed with age, it had a tendency of flaring up when you were emotional
especially now, when Kung Lao pins you down so tightly on the bed, thick arms refusing to let your hips grind down onto his face
your hands pull at the strands of his hair, body squirming against the lush silk sheets of your bed, and you whine out of his name, petulant and needy, "Lao, pleeaaaase!"
he glances up at you, eyes hooded over with lust and pleasure, his own hips lazily grinding against the side of your mattress, and he doesn't answer
instead, the flat of his tongue presses firmly against your sensitive clit, swollen with blood after being teased for the better part of the last 30 minutes
you groan, throwing your head back against the sheets as tears start to fall down from the edge of your eyes, "fuck! please, please, Lao! i need it-"
your lover only laughs against your pussy, the vibrations buzzing through your body, and you gasp and writhe at the sensation
"just a little more, wanna know how needy you can get." Kung Lao mumbles it more to himself than to you, his nose grinding against your clit as he fucks his tongue into your pussy again
a pool of your arousal stains your bed and the bottom half of his face, and he grunts as you try and thrust your hips against his face again, chasing your own pleasure
Kung Lao simply presses down on your hips with one arm to still them, using his other hand to slap at the side of your thigh as a warning
you whimper and pout, tugging at his hair to try and get him to fuck you on his tongue properly, but he pulls away, eyebrows furrowed in irritation
the world spins as he flips you over onto your stomach so that you're bent over the mattress, and your hands scrabble at the sheets, brain whirling with the sensation
Kung Lao offers you no reprieve, hand slicing through the air as he slaps at the sensitive flesh of your butt, the sound cracking through the air
a choked groan escapes from your lips, and you bury your face into the sheets as he brings down his hand again and again, pain stinging through your flesh
"you wanna be a brat? fine, i'll show you how i deal with brats." his other hand presses into your lower back to make sure you can't twist away from the punishment, and you sob into the sheets, tears staining the silk
humiliation burns at your face, but your pussy betrays your thoughts as your arousal drops down onto the sheets
Kung Lao pants into the air, and he kicks your legs apart, swiping his calloused fingers through your slickness before wiping it on the back of your thigh
he says nothing, and before you can peek backwards to take a look, his hand slaps against your pussy, the sound wet and messy
you scream into the sheets, face burning with shame as pleasure soars through you along with the pain, and you wheeze into the sheets as his fingers pat against your clit
"i knew it." even without looking back, you can hear the infuriating smirk on his face, and once again, before you can quip back a response, he brings his hand back down onto your dripping pussy, the tips of his fingers catching along your clit
"fuck!" you tremble and shake, unable to do much more as you squirt, and Kung Lao groans at the sight, his ego swelling with the sight of your sheets soaked with your pleasure
he mumbles something underneath his breath as your vision swims in front of you, and your breath hitches as you feel the blunt head of his cock press against your pussy
Kung Lao rubs his hands along your sore butt, sure to leave you with an aching pain for the next couple of days, before he grips onto your hips as he pushes forward
his cock stretches you, still a bit of struggle no matter how much preparation he gives you, and you whine and grip onto the sheets, panting through the pain
"are you okay? do you need a break?" one of his hands pets at your back, voice laced with worry, and you shake your head no
"just-just give me a second. that was-i-fuck-" thoughts melt on your tongue as his cock presses against your sweet spot, and your hips jerk backwards, "just fuck me, Lao."
he laughs, giving your hips a squeeze, "always so demanding."
and then, as ordered, Kung Lao ruts into you ruthlessly, his pelvis slapping against you loud enough that it echoes in the room
his hand releases your hip to dip underneath and rub at your clit in fast and rough circles, and you groan, pussy clenching around him at the sensation
it only spurs him on further as he grunts, and you whimper as you cum on his cock, stars flashing behind your eyelids as you squeeze your eyes shut
Kung Lao mutters something, lost in translation, and he fixes his grip on your hips as he chases his own high, desperate for his own orgasm after denying you and himself for so long
his cock twitches in your pussy, and he groans as he fucks his seed into you, uncaring of the few drops that seep out along the edges and onto the bed
he drops down onto you so that his chest presses along your back, kissing at the base of your neck as he lazily thrusts his hips in and out before stopping completely
"well, are you gonna clean me up now, or what?"
Kung Lao laughs, carefully pulling out of you as he walks over to your connected bathroom to grab a hand towel and start a bath, "of course, your highness.”
warnings: nsfw (MDNI), double penetration, praise kink, not proofread
"that's it, baby. so good for us." Cole's hand is searingly hot against your hip as he digs his fingertips into you, and he presses a kiss to your forehead as you pant against his neck
Allison adds another finger to the inside of your pussy, pressing alongside Cole's cock, and you shake with the effort, a new batch of tears springing from the edge of your eyes
"c'mon, almost there," Allison uses her free hand to knead at your butt as she thrusts her fingers in and out of you, crooking them to massage against your sweet spot
you whine, hips jerking forward against Cole's, somehow too overstimulated and too understimulated at the same time, and Cole holds you firm in his grip, unwilling to let you
"you're doing so good. so good." he releases one of his hands from his grip on you to comb it through your hair and tilt your head up so that he can kiss you
your hands tremble, nails leaving crescent marks on the sheets as you feel Allison slip her fingers out of you, and she runs her hands along the back of your thighs as you feel the cool plastic of her strap nudge against your pussy, slick with your own arousal and the generous amount of lube she applied earlier
Cole pulls you further into him so that he can feel every sliver of your skin against his as you shake on top of him, and he gives a nod to Allison as you pant and clench around him
she slowly presses forward, knees shuffling between yours and Cole's spread legs, and you keen, mind barely coherent as tears start to fall and splatter against Cole's face
he presses small kisses to your cheeks, hands running up and down the length of your skin as he distracts you from the stretch, and when Allison finally bottoms out with a groan, Cole lets out his own breathy whimpers, eyebrows furrowed at the pleasure
"fuck-oh, shit, you did so well, you did so good." he's breathless as he praises you, hips thrusting up into you instinctively
"that's it, sweetheart. look at you," Allison coos at you from above as she shallowly fucks into your pussy, and you can't answer back, only letting out a stream of whimpers and whines as they both slowly gain speed with their thrusts
Cole plants his feet into the bed, gaining leverage to thrust up into you, his lips moving against yours feverishly as Allison groans from above at the desperate sight beneath her
it sounds filthy in the room, the squelch of your pussy mingling with the breathless pants of Allison and the low groans of Cole
you can't think, drool seeping from the edge of your lips as you let the two of them handle you like a ragdoll, and a high-pitched sound crawls from the back of your throat as you cum, pussy clenching around the two of them
"oh-oh fuck-" Cole grunts, eyebrows furrowed and fingers gripping so tightly onto you it's sure to leave dark bruises the next day, and he thrusts up into you as he cums, hips stuttering as Allison continues to rut into you determinedly
his seed seeps out of you, coating the length of Allison's strap, and Cole whines and pants, softening cock still bombarded with pleasure as she angles her hips so that she can bully into your sweet spot
"just one more. i know you can do it." her baby hairs cling to her forehead, and Cole pulls out of you right before she pulls your hips up and back to meet hers
you struggle with the position change, legs and arms shaking with the effort as you try and pull yourself up while Allison ruthlessly fucks into you
Cole stares at you from below, propping himself up onto his elbows so that he can kiss you, one hand threading itself back into your hair so that he can pull you close
Allison reaches a hand down to your clit, fingers rough and quick against the sensitive nub, and you moan into Cole's mouth as you reach another orgasm
the last of your strength seeps from your body, and you collapse against Cole, accidentally knocking your teeth against his lip
he darts his tongue out, tasting the blood of his split lip, and Allison pulls out of you, strap still dripping with the last of your arousal
"fuck, baby, still fighting 'til your last moment," you lift your head up, having finally caught your breath and blink at the sight of his bloody lip
"oh…oh! oh, i'm sorry, i didn't-"
before you can finish your apology, Allison slaps at the side of Cole's knee and scowls at him, though it's lighthearted with the way she gets off the bed and hands him a glass of water
"don't tease them. c'mon, honey. let's get you cleaned up." she offers her hand to you, and you take it, stepping off the bed with shaky legs
you glance back at Cole still on the bed and throw him a little smirk, "care to join us?"
he swings his legs off the bed with a smile, "of course."
Hiii i saw your requests were open!! I love love love your work and I cannot get enough of your drabbles! Could you do a little something with reader x Lyle?
no matter what
a/n: just a short one
pairing: lyle wainfleet x gn!reader
warnings: some mild angst and fluff
you rub your thumb over the dog tags that Lyle had managed to scrounge up from the rest of your squadron, but there are a few missing, mostly the ones from the sea
an urge to throw them across the room bubbles from beneath the surface of the skin, an angry mournful scream clawing at the back of your throat
you had caught a lucky break, or perhaps an unlucky break
back when all of you had tamed your ikrans, you had suffered a broken femur, several broken ribs, and a punctured lung while taming yours
but you supposed that a heavy beast lunging with its full body weight at you and landing onto the pointed edges of a cliff would manage to do that
and so, Colonel Quaritch had ordered you to bed rest until you healed correctly
and then the battle happened, and you weren't there, unable to help your teammates, your friends, your family
the door to your room whooshes open, and Lyle steps in from the living room, gas mask hanging lazily around his neck
you turn your gaze away from him, ears pinned to the sides of your head and your tail lashes as much as it can squeezed between your body and the bedsheets
"hey," he settles down next to you, eyes glancing to the thick cast trapping your leg at Bridgehead before looking to the metal dogtags in your grip
"hey," you reply flatly, ashamed of your own inaction, you can't even look him in the face and instead opt to stare past his head at the wall
what kind of soldier were you?
"you can't blame yourself for this, you know?" he pries your hand open, frowning at the sight of blood covering the edges of the dogtags
you hadn't realized how tightly you had been gripping them
"none of us thought…" Lyle trails off and simply wipes the blood from the dog tags onto his cargo shorts before threading your fingers with his
"it's just, maybe i could've-" you try to start, but grief catches the words in your throat
tears threaten to fall as your lungs groan in displeasure at the discomfort of repressed sobs, and you squeeze Lyle's hand, trying to convey something, anything
"you couldn't have done anything. you probably would've died too." the statement that he would've gotten himself killed after discovering your body remains unsaid, but you can still feel the weight of it
he shuffles in closer to you, just enough to raise your connected hands and kiss the back of yours, and you can't help the small smile that grows along your face
no matter what, the two of you were in this together
Hey my beautiful MK angel 😇 could i get some Cole breeding/praise HC's please? I beg of you
GOD OKAY I-
NSFW UNDER THE CUT ~
Things Cole Young says to you while he's fucking you:
🐉 Calls you a "good girl" while he's balls deep, voice hoarse in your ear.
🐉 Holds your face to make you look at him when you're overwhelmed and tells you how well you're doing, how good your pussy feels-
"You're doing so well, baby, look at you," Cole murmurs, his hand clutching your chin, "You're so tight, so good for me."
🐉 Cole loves to bury his face in your neck and nip and lick at your skin, stifling his own moans against you. When he's overwhelmed, he's whispering curses and little praises into your skin-
"Fuck-" Cole pauses to suck at the sensitive flesh of your neck and suppresses a moan against you, "I'm gonna fill you up and-" he groans as you clench around him, "you'll go back out there with my cum running down your leg."
🐉 BREEDING KINK COLE IS JUST- 🙏 telling you he wants to fuck a baby into you, staying buried to the hilt while he empties every last drop inside you. He runs his thumb up your soaked slit and pushes his cum back inside you when it spills out.
🐉 Likes to take you from behind when you're face down and ass up, just gripping your hips until he finishes. When he pulls out, he just watches your swollen, cum-filled pussy and before he knows it, he's hard again.
🐉 Cole could definitely pick a day and just....stay in bed and fuck you for hours. The man's got stamina.
Imagine Kung Lao first staring at her buffer, stronger, bigger, jacked, and her height is taller
buff
a/n: i haven't watched the story mode in a really long time, so i apologize for any inconsistencies
pairing: kung lao x gn!reader
warnings: none!
Kung Lao stretches in the courtyard, glancing to the side at Raiden and Kenshi sparring in the heat of the afternoon sun
usually, Liu Kang would be supervising, but he had gone away on 'important business' and hadn't returned in the last few days, leaving the champions to their own devices
of course, Kung Lao didn't mind it, it meant that he could sleep in for a little longer on the weekdays when he had to train
although the other monks at the training compound mostly certainly grumbled about it when he finally did show up to training late
but still, he was wondering when the god would return and jumped up on the balls of his feet as he finished the last of his stretching
his hands remained a blur as he fought against the dummy, warming up his body as Raiden and Kenshi finished their spar with Johnny filming from the sidelines
Kung Lao might've not enjoyed training too much, but it cleared his thoughts at the very least
straw flew across the ground as he striked forward with his palm, decapitating the dummy in front of him, and he heard an angry mumble from the nearby monk
before Kung Lao could sheepishly apologize to the monk (again), a whooshing sound appeared by the edge of the training compounds accompanied with the familiar flames of Liu Kang sparking into the air to form a portal
the god stepped through the portal, tall and imposing as ever, and Kung Lao flit his eyes to you stepped through the portal as well, a duffel bag slung over your shoulder
you squinted your eyes against the sun, unzipping the thick jacket that you wore while cursing underneath you breath, and Kung Lao stepped forward to introduce himself
he felt his mouth go dry when he realized you were much taller than he had realized, towering over him by at least a heat
"meet your fellow champion," Liu Kang gestured towards you as you let your duffel bag drop to the floor and shucked off your jacket to reveal a form-fitting shirt
"oh, uh, hi," you quickly introduce yourself as you messily fold up your jacket and tuck it underneath your arm as you pick your duffel bag back up
Kung Lao blinked, eyes focused onto the thick muscle of your arm, somewhat in disbelief at the sight of the sheer strength you carried so easily
Raiden elbowed him in the ribs when he faltered in introducing himself, and he only shot an irritated glare towards his friend before giving you an awkward smile, "hi, i'm Kung Lao"
"nice to meet you, Kung Lao," you give him a slight smile, and he could feel his heart stutter in his chest as the sun shone down on your face
"one of the monks will show you to your room. you can begin training today or tomorrow if you wish." Liu Kang waved over one of the stray monks tending to the grounds, and Kung Lao forced his gaze away from the flexing muscle of your forearm as you rolled up your sleeves
"oh yeah! i can totally join training after i put my stuff down. you're lucky you caught me in the middle of my workout." your voice trails off in the distance as the monk leads both you and Liu Kang away
Kung Lao steals one more glance towards you before returning his focus towards the sparring ring, only to find Johnny with a shit-eating grin on his face
"so…the new champion, huh?" he laughs as Kung Lao flips him off and steps into the training ring
warnings: nsfw (MDNI), blowjobs, deepthroating, some slight orgasm denial
Cole has half a mind to not slam the back of his head into the wall, but it's increasingly hard the longer you tease him
your hands are soft against his weeping cock, fingers grazing along the sensitive length as you mouth at the tip, never quite letting it feel the heat of your throat
his hands are loosely tied up behind him, and he could easily remove the wrap and bury his hands into your hair
but somehow, the loss of control was easier right now
"fuck, baby, please," Cole bites his lip, unshed tears burning the back of his eyes as you squeeze the base of his cock and lave your tongue at the slit
you hum and tilt your head back before spitting on him, using it as lube as you begin stroking his dick again, "i don't know…do you think you deserve to cum?"
it had been nearly an hour of this torture, first your lips against his neck and your palm slowly grinding against him and now your warm tongue teasing him as you deny him release
he wasn't sure how much longer he could hold on before he disobeyed you and incurred your masochistic streak
"yes, yes, please, i've been so good." Cole lets a few tears slips from his eyes and down his cheeks, lip trembling as he fights against the urge to thrust his hips into your fist
your eyebrows furrow at the sight, lip darting out to wet your lips, and Cole hopes his crying has worked on you
he knows you have a soft spot for him when he cries, something about looking like a kicked puppy, and he's desperate to cum, to have you just touch him a little harder
a gasp flies from his lips when you drag your tongue up against his length before you finally take him into the warm wet heat of your mouth, hand pumping at the rest of his cock
"fuck! oh-shit, baby, i-" Cole slams the back of his head against the wall, uncaring of the splintering pain as he hits the back of your throat
whines peel from the back of his throat as you press your arm down against his hips, stopping them from stuttering upwards, and Cole digs his nails into his palm when your other hand cups his ball
she makes the mistake of opening his eyes, only to find the sight of you, eyes wet and teary from deepthroating him, lips stretched thin around his cock, and Cole moans as he cums
you keep your mouth on him, bobbing your head up and down as you milk him of his seed, and he releases himself from the bondage to bury his fingers in your hair and tug at the strands to get you off him before the overstimulation hit
his hand pulls you up so that he can kiss you, and he groans into your mouth, the remnants of his taste still on your tongue
you're warm against him, one hand buried in his hair, the other resting against his chest, and Cole can feel your own desire dripping from you
he sits up, flipping the both of you around so that your head rests against the pillows, and he lets his fingers trace your skin as he lowers his head to your heat, lips kissing at the insides of your thighs first
a/n: based off the fact that cole young's actor actually has a tattoo there
pairing: omega!cole young x alpha!gn!reader
warnings: nsfw (MDNI), omegaverse, believer of intersex omegas and alphas, lowkey it's just regular smut, pregnancy kink i guess, mating bites/marks, i mean it's omegaverse so like you know what you're getting yourself into
Cole mouths at the juncture of your neck, and you groan as his teeth grazes your mating mark, your fingers tightening around his waist as you do so
he lets out a desperate whimper, and you rut your hips into him, feeling how his pussy clenches around you
his cock lays leaking against his stomach, pre-cum smeared across the tattoo in front of his womb
you bring your palm up to press against the tattoo, and Cole buries his face into you, whines peeling out of him as the pressure pushes out the last of his coherent thought
he digs his nails into the muscles of your back, thighs trembling with effort as you double your speed, the base of your cock swelling with your knot as you begin to reach your own peak
"fuck, baby," his voice breaks, high-pitched and needy, and you nuzzle your face into him to get him to kiss you
his lips are soft against yours, teeth nipping at your bottom lip as he tries to bring you closer to him, and you let your tongue run along the slit of his mouth until he parts his lips
your press your tongue against him as you release your hand from his lower stomach to hike one of his legs up onto your shoulder instead
Cole tilts his head back, breath caught in his throat at the stretch, and you take advantage of the moment to ghost your lips over his mating bite, teeth nipping at the scar
it's instantaneous, the pleasure that courses through him, and he cums on your cock, pussy leaking with his slick, the scent of his heat clinging to the air
at the same time, you thrust your hips forward desperately, grinding against him so that your pelsive grinds against his cock, and the friction forces the last bits of his cum out onto his lower stomach
the knot at the base of your cock swells, locking you and Cole together, and he whimpers at the feeling, sweat dripping down the sides of his face at the mix of pain and pleasure
your tongue is quick to lick away the tears, and your lips flutter around his face and his neck, tasting the ebbing of his arousal as the haze of his heat disappears for the moment
"…you're such an ass to press down on my tattoo like that," Cole frowns at you, fingers dragging upwards from your back to play with the strands of your hair, and you laugh as you bring his leg down from your shoulder
"well, then maybe don't get a womb tattoo," your fingers skirt around his softening cock to press on the tattoo again, and Cole grabs onto your wrist lightning quick, eyebrows furrowed and cheeks flushed red
"don't even. think about it."
"well, how else am i supposed to greet our future daughter then?" you bring your head down to nuzzle at his face, as if your round of fucking hadn't soaked him in enough of your scent, and Cole lets out a huff of air
"daughter? you're thinking too far ahead. i just won the championship belt earlier this month." he can't deny the small smile on his lips at the thought though, and you hum, pressing a quick kiss to his neck
"i know, baby, just excited for when you're ready."
Cole smiles, head tilting to the side to kiss the shell of your ear as he brings his hands down to grab onto your waist
the world spins as he turns the both of you over so that he straddles you, and your hands stutter for a moment before finally settling on his hips
you breathe out at the sight of him on top of you, his strength displayed in all its glory, and the strange birthmark on his collarbone seems to shift with his movement as he flexes his arms
Cole grinds his hips down onto you, his hands pressed down onto your stomach to balance himself
"well, it's never too early to start practicing making a baby." his cock starts to swell again, and you have to catch your breath as he clenches around you
"y-yeah, never too early." Cole Young was a strange omega, but he was yours and you wouldn't trade him for the world
