gamer zanka who mostly plays fighting games because she does martial arts and people likes her complains about how real the fight choreographies in games are and also her rage when she looses. jabber likes to wonder how would be beaten in all ways and positions possibles by those arms and hands
the day of the fan meet, jabber gives zanka a bag with two things: a remote control and a hand note saying "i can see my subscribers accounts <3"
You getting a drabble 🧡 enjoy twin
Zanka knows what launched her career. No, it wasn't the fitness videos. Or her recorded competition meets. No, it had to be that very first gamer rage video.
Now, normally Zanka has a very even keel temper. Calm cool and collected at all times. Or at least thats how she portrayed herself. However, video evidence says otherwise.
It was some stupid rage game that did it. She doesn't even remember the name of the game anymore, only that she had begged her editor not to post it.
Her account was never the same after that. Nowadays people loved her commentary on games like mortal combat and the like. They raved about her long winded complains and critics of different moves and techniques. A surprising amount of people actually started requesting training advice videos too.
And now years later, her career was launched to heights Zanka had never even dreamed. Her schedule was always jam packed between filming, tours, conventions, and even the occasional fan meet and greet.
But that didn't mean Zanka didn't have any free time. Or that all of it was spent on training and workouts. She had some... special interests that she attended to and had become a rather embarrassing habit - for lack of a better word.
And that special interest just so happened to be standing at her table, photo in on hand and a small bag in the other.
Normally, Zanka doesn't accept gifts from fans. But this one.... well... let's just say while she had never seen the girl who stood in front her before a day in her life there was not a single doubt in her mind as to who she was.
The lady infront of her wore a low cut shirt, showing off a pair of tits that Zanka would recognize anywhere with how many times she'd watched them late a night with her hand down her pants. Her locs were pulled into a messy bun with a few face framing locs that added to the mischife smirk she wore.
"Long time fan," she tilted her head slightly, eyes absolutely devouring every part of Zanka they landed on, "You're even cuter in person."
Heat rushed to Zankas face, bright red impossible to hide beneath the paleness of her skin. Her mouth dry and stumbling as she reached from the picture, "Y-yeah... I get that a lot..."
She hoped her embarrassment wasn't too obvious in the shake of her hand as she signed the picture. There was a fleeting thought to possible scrawl her number on it... but her professionalism kept her from doing it.
Normally, there would be a few words exchanged. Questions asked, answer given. But Zanka couldn't seem to make her tounge unglue itself. Nor did the woman seem concerned with asking any.
As the pen finished its journey across the laminated paper the bag she was holding was set down. It wasn't a large bag, actually rather small. It instantly piqued Zankas curiosity.
She glanced between the bag and the woman, who only offered a raised brow as she nodded her head towards the bag. Her ever present smile was almost unnerving... or it would be if it didn't send heat rushing between her thighs and make her heart beat drop into her pussy.
The woman - or Mankira as Zanka knew her through her platform, was absolutely stunning. Zanka hasnt gone looking for anything specific when she was looking at /those/ kinds of videos. Usually something simple, solo female, female masturbation, titty drop. And then she found her.
Beautiful tanned skin littered with tattoos and piercings that made Zankas mouth water with a need to feel under her lips. Some of her video were something as simple as flashing. Others were extravagant videos of her fucking herself with dildos of all shapes and sizes. Others were close ups as she ran her fingers through her bush to slowly spread her lips and show off her wet pink pussy before slowly slipping her fingers inside, fucking herself nice and slow. Moans loud in her headphones as the wet squelch of her fingers played with cunt until her legs were shaking.
That was the first time Zanka had ever seen a woman squirt. How wet it made her, how close just watching it had brought her to her own orgasum was addicting.
And Zanka has spent enough time watching that body her body had a physical reaction once it stood infront of her.
Mankira tapped the side of the bag, breaking Zankas train of thought, "why dont you look inside?"
"Oh... yeah..." she words faltered as her shakey hands pulled the bag closer. Inside was.... a remote? Small, black, one little dial resting innocently in the middle, "What's-"
"You should read the card before asking questions." Her voice was a beautiful as her moans. Reaching down and stroking the fire in her core.
God help her. This was so wrong and prevented.
The card was small and delicate, beautiful handwriting scrawled across it to match the beautiful woman it belonged to.
'I can see my subscribers accounts ❤️ -Jabber'
Zanka blinked dumbly between the remote, the card, and.... Jabber... Her mind refused to wrap itself around all the facts infront of her.
"Ill be hanging around after the meet," her fingers brushed along Zankas arm, "Coke fund out what that remote can do."
maybe crack idea but imagine. jabber gets a dick piercing without telling zanka abt it and so when they fuck zanka doesn’t notice too late until those little round bits of metal are wrecking his pussy even more than jabbers plain dick usually would
SO as revenge and to kinda one-up the raider, zanka gets not only nipple piercings but a pretty lil gem on his clit only for his plan to backfire when jabber sees the new gear and immediately pounces on him
Def not a crack idea twin trust. I actually have a prison fic where Jabber has hella dick mods and destroys Zankas ass and makes him his bitch. But that story is for a different time lol
I like to think that jabber did the peircing himself, he is one for pain so.. So he got himself a magic cross(look it up at your own risk) and a frenum peircing… anyways.
Rough sex, eat out, warming lube, forced orgasms, biting cunt
Jabber palmed himself on the couch, enjoying the pain raidinating through his crotch sent a shiver down his spine. A little surprise for his wonderful boyfriend who's been a little…cocky lately.
Sex between them was always on the rougher side, fights that turned punches into choking, and biting into, well. More biting honestly. But here lately, Zanka had been less receptive to sex. Like he was bored of it. Which honestly pissed him off, bc every time they did have sex, Zanka came at least 2-3 times. So it wasnt like Jabber was lacking in skill.
So that's why he decided to switch things up and get this little gift for him. The gift being a new piercing. Or technically three. Two long silver bars going straight through the head of his cock making a devilish cross pattern, and a smaller metal bar on the underside, right through his frenum.
The ache was enough to get him hard, and all he had to do was wait for his cleaner to open the door, and hed pounce and really show him how ‘boring’ he is apparently.
The door creaks open with Zanka carrying in a bag from his shopping trip. He glances over at Jabber, barely even a second before turning his attention towards the kitchen to put up his shopping.
See, that right there is what's been pissing off Jabber. Like the sight of him is enough to bore Zanka. Use too they would fight and fuck just at a passing glance, but now Zanka is too good for him? Yeah right.
Jabber is in the kitchen in less than a second, sneaking up behind his boyfriend before grabbing Zanka by his hair and roughly bending him over the kitchen counter before yanking down his sweatpants. Zanka yells and struggles of course, trying to demand what the fuck Jabber is doing but he just ignores his yelping.
Zanka reaches back to scratch Jabber, but he immediately puts a stop to that by stuffing his cock into Zankas wet cunt. He goes all the way to the hilt, the head of his cock ramming into Zankas cervix which makes the man under him cry out and cling onto the counter for dear life.
His legs are already shaking, and the fucked out/ confused look on his face is such a turn on. Jabber grinds deeply into him, causing his body to spasm in return before Zanka is asking him to pull out as something is wrong. Something is different.
Jabber just laughs at him before slipping all the way out, enjoying the pain of the piercings scraping Zankas insides and the way he looks so pathetic under him, before slamming all the way back in.
Only when he sets the rough pace of his thrusts does he start to explain why it feels so much different that before, and that Jabber isn't going to stop at just round tonight. Oh no. He needs to make sure the piercings were a good idea, and to give Zanka the ride of his life in return.
Jabber doesn't even have to touch his clit for Zanka to be cumming all over his dick. Practically screaming and creaming as his orgasm hits, which is a damn shame bc Jabber just isn't done yet. The piercings bully his poor cunt, forcing him to cum two more times before Jabber finally orgasms himself, filling up his boyfriend to the brim with his load.
“Not so boring now, huh?” is the last thing Zanka hears before the next round starts, and he's not given a chance to fight back before he's stuffed again.
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.
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Stupid fucking piercings. Stupid fucking Jabber actually. The jackass ruined Zankas dinner plans the other night. Hes still sore between the legs as he walks out of the peircing studio, pulling his shirt away from his chest as he checks Jabbers location(ofc he fucking has it they are obsessed with each other) which showed he was home, presumably working at his desk right now.
Jabber was bitching and whining about Zanka being bored, and predictability and what not, and the peircing was to add some new excitement to their sex. And Zanka couldn't lie…it worked.
Because yeah. When you fuck the same way you fight (the two sometimes blending together ) it does get a bit…predictable. Its kinda hard to be super into it if you know exactly how its gonna end.
But the way he went about it was just a dick move. Getting those piercings and fucking him silly til he passed out? Not cool.
So Zanka had the great idea to get payback. Why not get piercings as well? He remembers Jabber once complaining about not liking nipple piercings as they were a hassle to heal and whatnot, so this would definitely piss him off. And they did have a sale today. So Zanka was convinced to get a pretty little purple gem on his clit as well. Surely that would gross Jabber out.
So he makes his way home, a cocky smirk on his face as he imagines Jabber devastated (bc he won't be able to touch his chest for a while) and grossed out bc of the peircing and gem(the reason behind the gem being, well, Zanka thought it looked cringey so ofc Jabber would also find it cringey)
He makes his way to his apartment(which Jabber didnt live there, but he might as well with how much shit he has over.) before opening the door, tossing his keys on the counter and heading straight to his bedroom.
He was gonna show his revenge gift to Jabber, watch him be devastated over them, probably whine and bitch about them, and Zanka would cross his arms triumphantly as Jabber drowns in despair over these gifts. Hes just getting what he deserves, after the gift he gave ther other day.
Zanka pushes the door open, immediately spotting Jabber hunched over Zankas desk, tinkering with some pinkish gel in a bottle before glancing over to him. Zanka stands just a few feet away, just out of arms reach as he smirks down at the confused Jabber.
He then suddenly yanks his sweats down, undies included, down to his ankles and stepping out and spreading his stance out to expose his gemmed cunt before yanking his shirt up to his collarbone and showing off the silver jewelry shining through his pink nipples. He scoffs as he smiles down at him, cocky and triumphant as he showed himself off.
“Eat shit” is all he's able to get out before Jabber is already standing up, completely knocking the chair and the bottle off to the ground and before making his way over in two big steps. The sudden movement startled Zanka, who faltered just slightly, lowering his shirt just a bit as he now looked up at his boyfriend.
Jabber takes a step closer, forcing Zanka to take one back, before he bumped into the wall behind him.
Jabber questions Zanka about them, if he's high and doesn't know it, but Zanka, still confident, confirms exactly what Jabber sees.
Zanka is jittery with excitement. Hes imagining Jabber groaning and saying how stupid Zanka is for getting them, that he won't be able to play eith the for a while. Maybe even say they dont suit him(tho rlly, if he did say that, Zanka would whoop his ass) or something of the sort.
But Jabber doesn't say anything, his hand shakily reaching up and cupping Zankas chest, not directly touching the inflamed skin, but groping around it, watching the metal shift and glimmer in the light as if confirming it was really real. Then suddenly he's on his knees quicker than Zanka can react, and his face is immediately stuffed into Zankas cunt.
Mouth on his entrance, nose squishing his clit, or more so the gem, and he groans like he had just been offered a full course meal before he's shoving his tongue into the cunt before him and eating him out aggressively.
Zanka immediately doubles over, hands tangling in Jabbers hair as he moans in surprise, then moans again(a bit more whorishly) when Jabber starts to devour him.
Zanka cant even react before his feels fingers inside him, pressing asgint the tongue still fucking him as Jabber reaches off to the side and grabs the pink bottle before opening it and yanking his out out if Zanka before dumping a generous ammout, immediately shoving 3 fingers back in this time and starts to finger fuck him aggressively.
Jabber changes goals, biting his inner thighs now as he fingers him, getting more rough every second.
Zanka's legs are shaking, as he feels a warm tingle inside him, before it becomes more noticeable. It almost burns, the gel inside him warming his insides and getting worse and more tingly as jabber shoves another finger in.
He goes to say something, to ask what he's using inside him, but immediately gets cut off when Jabber bites his clit. He sucks hard, swirling his tongue over the gem before biting again, snying the pressure of his teeth with his hand, hard and fast, extremely close to pushing Zanka over the edge.
Jabber's free hand immediately shoots up before pinching his freshly pierced nipple and yanking hard, forcing Zanka to bend over more so he good get a better grip.
He ignores Zankas whines and begging about how its too much, to wait and give him a second, how it hurts, but Jabber just doesn't care. He sucks harder, feeling drool, slick and warming lube drip down his chin before he makes Zanka cum on his tongue, not stopping any of his motions far after Zanka is done eith his orgasm.
Hes shaking and crying, moaning and screaming at how he needs to stop, its too much, he cant handle it, but the way his thighs are soaked, the way his legs are shaking the the way he's throbbing in his mouth tell him to keep going.
Jabber pinches and tugs on his nipple till its red and inflamed, and eats him out and makes him cum 2 more times in his tongue before he finally swaps to the other nipple. He swaps from sucking his clit to sucking his hole, his fingers now pinching and rubbing his swollen clit before slapping it a few times. He eats like he's fucking starving, only stopping when Zanka phycillu collapses on him, which Jabber his controls the fall. Ending up on his back which Zanka sitting on his face as he's now fingers his ass and abuses his clit again.
Hes hard as a fuckung rock, the head of his cock throbbing and looking out the hem of his sweats as he cums untouched just from fucking Zanka up with his mouth and hands.
He plans to make Zanka cum one more time before he actually fucks him. God he cant wait to suck on his nipples.
HIIIII!!!😋 hope you guys enjoyed!!! I've realised these are starting to get rlly long and are looking more like actual fics that just drabbles im so sorry guys😭 I just get way too much into it…..sorry….
Jabber and Zanka were in a secret relationship for a long time, and Jabber thought they were healthy and fine- (well, as healthy as a toxic yaoi relationship can be)- that is, until Zanka decided to betray him to the Cleaners to redeem himself.
(THIS IS A SUMMARY OF MY DOOMED TOXIC JANKA FANFIC, SHOULD I POST IT WHAT I HAVE SO FAR???)
fem janka where, after seeing zanka get super giddy and blushy after receiving praise from enjin, jabber drags her somewhere private and absolutely wrecks zankas pussy. just goes to town on her while degrading zanka the entire time, mocking the cleaner girl for acting like such a needy whore
Brhhdhsyeghe oh my god I have so many fic ideas(yaoi) of Jabber getting SO fucking jelly of Engin. God what a loser… anyways.
Jabber wasnt even with Zanka when she saw it. She, shamelessly, was stalking her cleaner from the shadows just to keep tabs. Her cleaner was shopping along with a few of her friends, and currently she was looking for insense.
Jabber hummed watching her pick out the bundle of scented sticks before paying for it and carefully placing it in her bag. God she can smell her from here, even 20 feet away she can smell her. She smells so good.
So she continues to follow from the shadows, dodging from one alley to another, just watching her Zanka frown at prices, then perk up at a sale god she's so fucking cute.
Then suddenly, Engin pops up. That fucking bitch. Jabber didnt hate people. Just the people that were loud and annoying, people who had ugly tattoos and hair, who smoked (not counting her joints, she was hot when she smoked) and she most definitely hated people who got to close to things that belonged to her.
Okay she hated Engin. A lot. The chain smoker always ruined her sweet high of Zankas smell. The heavy scent of smoke and ash clinging onto her cleaner far after they parted. It stunk. And jabber could handle a lot of smells. But the smell of Engins cigarettes clinging onto her cleaner drove her so insane it gave her headaches.
The older cleaner barks out a laugh, pulling a drag out of her little cancer stick while her other pats Zanka on the shoulder before looping that hand around her shoulder and shaking her while walking. Zanka stutters, her pale skin tinting pink as she pushes off her mentor, grumbling about her purchase in her bag being squished. Engin just ruffles her hair before taking another drag and walking beside her.
The smell was already pissing her off, but touching? That whore of a cleaner had the guts to touch her Zanka? Fuck no. And the fact that Zanka was giddy about it? Fuck. No.
It doesn't take long for Jabber to find a in. Engin waving off Zanka to go grab a drink with a few known Playboys, claiming to be right back. And that's when Jabber strikes, grabbing Zanka by the throat and dragging her ass into the dark alley way.
The panic on Zanka's face dissipates at she realises who grabbed her, quickly turning into a sharp glare that Jabber usually loves. But right now the only thought is jealousy, because why cant Zanka giggle like that for her? Blush and awkwardly glance away? What did she see in Engin?
Jabber doesn't even give Zanka a chance to question her, ripping her uniform off and attacking her skin, cutting her cute little bra(that fucking Jabber got for her, not Engin) off and biting her supple tits. Zanka tries to push her off, panicking about being seen, but Jabber ignores her and drops to her knees and rips her pants off.
She bites through her undies, teeth catching her clit and tugging, forcing a whorish moan for Zanka, before slapping her thighs open and ripping the damn panties off.
Jabber continues her trail of bites and hickies, going harder and harder the more her anger rises. Then she's suddenly sucking her clit, hard enough to make Zanka double over and sob out, legs already shaking from the pleasure.
Jabber smiles, a little happy to have her fall apart so easily, but she's not done. No, she's far from done.
She suddenly jams her fingers into her cunt, because yes, Zankas cunt belongs to her. Her rings scrape on the inside, but Jabber doesn't bother to take them off, Zanka has handled worse. In fact, Zanka should be fucking lucky she wasnt carrying her strap with her today.
He finger blasts her, sucking and biting her clit so hard she's pretty sure she's bruising it, but the idea only gets her off.
Her fingers are in Zanka so deep she's forcing her to stand on her tiptoes, and if she could she would fucking fist her. Show her exactly who she belongs too.
She punches into her cunt, her fingers curling and scraping as he abuses her insides, finally pulling away from her swollen clit to tell her off.
Shes a fucking whore, a slut who would let anybody fuck her like this. Jabber questions if Engin asked, would she spread her legs? Would she bend over for a stranger on the street if praised enough?
Zanka sobs out a ‘no’ but jabber ignores it, using her other hand to slap her clit as she continues her dirty talk. Zanka starts whining about how she's too rough, but Jabber doesn't care enough to listen.
Her orgasm hits quick, a surprise squirt that doesn't gross Jabber out. In fact, she latches onto her cunt and greedily swallows it down, not stopping her fingers as she pushes Zanka way past her limits.
Jabber finally pulls away, slick and squirt soaking her lower face and chest, and she just licks her lips before pulling out her soaked fingers.
Zanka immediately crashes down to the ground, the back of her ankles touching her ass, legs spread and cunt throbbing, completely exposed as Jabber grabs her face and forces her to look her in the eyes.
“You belong to me Zanka. Got it? You're my whore. So start fucking acting like it.” she growls, her anger surging up once more. She should just drag her back to her hideout and fuck her properly. Yeah. That sounds like a good plan.
A loud crackle of Zankas wrist choker echoes out before engine voice can be heard, asking where the younger cleaner where she is.
Zanka forces herself to answer, the moment she's done and Engin is satisfied with the answer, Jabber decides to go down on her again before taking her to her hideout.
Who did she think she was answering that call when Jabber was talking to her? Seems like that cunt wasnt properly trainee yet. But that's okay. Jabber has allll fucking day to ruin her.
Hope you enjoyed!!!! Low-key falling asleep writing this so if there's spelling mistakes… no there's not…
Fem Janka but it's Zanka being so desperate to cum because Jabber left her high and dry the night prior that she starts rubbing herself on their couch only for Jabber to come home right as she squirts all over herself.
Jabber tells Zanka that if she wants to cum all over the place like the whore she is, she'll just have to wring Zanka dry.
Cue Jabber forcing Zanka to cum until she can't and getting mad when she doesn't squirt because she's "clearly holding something back".
Save me break-me-bottom sub Zanka and condescending dom Jabber
Im so sorry this took me so long to answer😭😭 been at work😔😔
Anywayys, not the best at yuri so im happy for the practice🫶
It had been two days since she last cum. Jabber had come over the past two nights, work Zanka up, and right as she was about to cum, Jabber would suddenly come up with some bullshit excuse as to why she needed to leave.
‘Hey my boss needs me to come in’ at 11pm? Yeah fucking right. Or, ‘I really really need to wash my laundry right now, Fu will get mad if I leave my lingerie all over the house again’
Stupid fucking excuses that Zanka knew was bull. Jabber didnt care about that shit. So why was she leaving right when she was about to cum?? It pissed her off. But she wasnt fond of masturbating by herself so she waited.
Until today. Zanka could feel the pulse between her legs, how her boxers were sticky with slick, and her nipples ached under her sport bra. So she decided to take care of herself, like a grown woman because she didnt need Jabber. She could make herself feel good.
So that's how she found herself on the couch, laying on her back and legs spread as she thumbed at her swollen clit. One hand under her boxers the other pulling up her bra to her collarbone before pinching her hard pink nipples. It didnt take long to get close, being sensitive from being edged for two days, but it just wasnt enough.
So embarrassingly, she repositioned herself on the arm of the couch, one knee pressing into the cushion, the other keeping balance agasint the floor as she rutted her cunt against the fabric. Wet folds grinding against the hard support of the arm, furiously rubbing her clit in circles before she pushed herself over the edge. Her orgasm hit hard, arching backwards as she fingers her clit through her squirt, which was soaking the couch and the floor.
The moment she relaxed after it, a loud clatter could be heard at the door. She lifts her head up, blinking away tears as Jabber is standing there, slipping on her strap before lunging at her.
She doesn't stand a chance, her face being shoved into the cushion before Jabber grabs her hips and bends her over the now wet arm of the couch, before immediately slamming in.
Zanka screams out, trying to fight back from the sudden pleasure, but Jabber holds strong, keeping her bitch pinned down as she fucked into her.
The strap, now that Zanka can feel it in her, feels different than usual. Bigger and thicker than what she's used to, and her poor cunt cant take it all as Jabber slams straight into her cervix, bullying it as she's talking to her.
Jabber degrades her, about how a filthy whore such as herself couldn't hold back. That Jabber had this whole thing planned out for her as a gift, but Zanka just had to ruin it.
The gift being, well, a new bigger dildo. Going from 6 inches to a gorgeous 9inch that was thicker with a ribbed shaft. Its a dark shimmery purple, and its the biggest thing Zanka has ever taken.
Jabber grinds the fat head of the silicone cock deep into her cervix, slapping her ass before jackhammering into her, fucking her like she's genuinely trying to fuck into her organs.
Zanka's second orgasm comes quickly, she's already crying and begging for Jabber to stop or at least slow down but she's doesn't listen. Instead reaches around and pinches her swollen clit before slapping her cunt and forcing her over the edge once more.
She's not given a break either, flipped around like a doll before Jabber slaps her new toy onto Zankas tummy, forcing Zanka to look at how it reaches her belly button, before forcing the weapon back into her and fucking her like a whore.
Jabber starts her warpath of hickies and bites along Zankas chest and neck, biting on her nipples and yanking at them hard while simultaneously pushing her palms into her tummy, feeling the large bulge through her tummy.
She smiles down at Zanka, before pushing her full weight into her stomach and fucking her harder, groaning out at the sight of Zanka losing her fucking mind.
“Go on— fucking squirt for me. Fucking do it, squirt like the whore you are” she demands, but all she gets is Zanka clawing and her arms, scratching and grabbing as she screams for forgiveness. Begging for a break, for Jabber to be nice to her, and that she cant do it again.
Jabber just laughs at her, pissed that Zanka won't do it for her.
Jabber had been trying to make her squirt for fucking weeks. Refusing to let Jabber really push her over the edge, bc what, it's embarrassing? But she has no problem with wetting the couch like a bitch in heat. Why hold back now??
“Stop fucking holding back on me ZanZan, im gonna make it hurt if you keep on playing games with me. Fucking squirt.”
Zanka doesn't even remeber the rest of what happened that night(that's what she wants to say but god every thrust is etched and aching in her cunt) she wakes up the next morning in her bed, naked and half dead. Shes covered in in bites, bruises and hickies, it almost looks like a animal tried to eat her alive.
She attempts to get up, but cant even sit up. A loud clatter in the kitchen draws her attention, and soon after Jabber walks into her room in nothing but her apron and a plate of food.
Jabber just smiles at her before hand feeding her breakfast like the night before didnt happen.
HOPE U ENJOYYYEDDDDD 😋 I just got off work and I finished this in my care before driving home lmao😭😭
Hmm… drunk janka… sleepy drunk Jabber and horny drunk Zanka. Zanka who’s a lightweight and keeps getting sent shots by his large group of friends & overestimating his tolerance level until he’s a stumbling hiccuping mess, slurring in Japanese, & Jabber who’s easily bored by alcohol-ethanol and sugar mixed together big whoop- dozing off at the bar until Zanka all but collapses against his side and nearly sends them both to the floor. Jabber is about to cuss his clumsy ass out when Zanka brushes one of Jabber’s locs out of the way and murmurs something positively filthy in his ear that he’d never say sober, and Jabber immediately starts dragging them out because he’s never heard a more enticing offer in his entire life
Jabber and Zanka go on a nice little vacation, and Jabber finds Zanka’s entire list of kinks 👀 featuring dom!Jabber and sub!Zanka (except for the very last day, where Zanka gets his revenge on Jabber for the entire month 😛)
Day 1: Watersports
Day 2: Embarrassment
Day 3: Mind Control
Day 4: Subspace
Day 5: Coming in pants
Day 6: Force feeding (muahhaha)
Day 7: APHRODISIACS!!!!!
Day 8: FACESITTING!!!!!!!!!! YES GOD!!!
Day 9: Whips
Day 10: CNC (obviously)
Day 11: Breath play
Day 12: Edge play
Day 13: Emetophilia (hehehhee)
Day 14: Vore (I don’t know how it’s gonna happen but it’s gonna happen)
Day 15: Human Furniture (Zanka = chair)
Day 16: Predator/Prey
Day 17: Begging
Day 18: Deepthroating
Day 19: CIGARETTESSSSS
Day 20: Pain play
Day 21: Overstimulation
Day 22: Boot worship
Day 23: Caught in the act
Day 24: Drugging (Take some a this it’ll calm you dooownnn)
Day 25: Knife play
Day 26: Collars
Day 27: Spanking/feminization
Day 28: Torture (obviously)
Day 29: Pet play
Day 30: Licking
Day 31: Zanka’s revenge... 👀
Janka porn actor au where they're both famous in the porn industry and somehow somewhat rivals? And the fans wanted them to collab because they think it'll be sexy. (It is) :3
I have so many porn Aus its not even funny….but im going to be honest, none of mine have them both as porn actors? I need to do better.
Okay so anyways. Long rant below.
Rivals, enemies. I like to think that Zanka is the one that claimed Jabber as his enemy at first. Maybe Jabber stole a role in a porno, or accidently slandered Zanka without even realizing it (bonus points if Jabber said the vague backhanded comment on purpose to piss Zanka off) but I need to have Zanka hate Jabber first before they even really work together. Just passing each other by at shoots.
They work on a video together at some point, not really together per say, more so Jabber is fucking one person, and Zanka fucking another, just on the same bed yk. But ofc Jabber has to rage-bait Zanka. Whole time Jabber is fucking, his attention is on Zanka, forcing direct eye contact, matching his pace to his etc etc. And obviously making fun of how he's fucking, and how he should give him some lessons bc his ‘sex appeal’ is lacking.
Which just sends Zanka into a rage, fucking the person harder and more aggressive, and at some point the two bottoms are sandwiched between them(something jabber did) and Jabbers hands are on Zanka.
Zanka doesn't even have time to react before hands are around his throat, and jabber is leaning over and shoving his tongue down his throat, and just one good squeeze of his hand pushes Zanka over the edge. And Zanka is devastated, bc as much as he would love to say he came from the actual sex he was having, it was him being choked and forcefully kissed by his enemy that pushed him over the edge.
Next thing he knows, he's getting pushed into his back, the person he was fucking off to the side now, and the person Jabber was fucking is now directly ontop of Zanka while Jabber drills into them. Jabber is holding his face, forcing him to look at him while he comes inside the person between them, but he moans Zankas name instead of the script.
And the scene ends. Jabber is still on top, the person between them slipping out like the other and now its just Zanka and Jabber. Zanka pushes him off, face red with anger(and embarrassment) before grabbing a robe and running off to his changing room. He swears to himself he will never work with that freak again. And for a while, he doesn't. Sometimes he could feel Jabbers eyes burn through him while Zanka was working, but it didnt effect him too much as long as they weren't on the same set. Zanka could ignore him.
Until he couldn't.
Zanka pulls up to work with a new job titled, ‘Bratty dom gets his ass trained’ and he doesn't think much about it. Probably some new actor in the industry who's a switch, acting like a dom. Zanka could handle that. That is, until he pulls up and its just him, Jabber, and the camera crew. Hes confused at first, there's some arguing with management, but with the pay he's being offered, he cant really say no.
So he guesses that he's fucking Jabber in the ass. He states he’ll only do doggy, bc he refuses to look Jabber in the face, and Jabber happily agrees, patting the stage bed telling him to hurry up.
The moment he gets on the bed though, he's flipped onto his knees, Jabbers hands on him forcing a hard arch in his back, already grinding against his fat ass.
Zanka fights back, and they end up wrestling naked on the bed, Jabber already hard from the get go. At some point Jabber pins Zanka down properly. Keeping him on his back, in between his legs as he starts comparing their dick sizes, poking fun at Zanka bc, what? He thought he was gonna fuck Jabber with that tiny dick of his?
Zanka spits directly on Jabbers face, this beautiful expression of shame, embarrassment, and horniness as he curses him out. Jabber just grins, licking his lips where the spit is at, before roughly grabbing ahold of Zankas cock and jerking him off. Jabber's other hand goes from holding Zankas wrists to choking him out, squeezing his throat and jerking him off so roughly Zanka cant help but moan out, eyes teary and glassed over as he's forced to cum by his rival.
He lays there for a moment, just dealing with the aftershock of his orgasm, before Jabber his already pressing his cock to Zankas, and jerking them both off. He whines, still sensitive from his orgasm, but Jabber doesn't let up at all. Pushing him into another one, and another.
And the more Zanka cums the more weak and docile he gets.. Anyways so the shoot ends with Jabber just jerking them off, and the director is over the moon at their compailiblty, and decides they are gonna have a series where Jabber trains Zanka to be a proper bitch and take it up the ass.
This continues on with Jabber meeting Zanka outside of work more, taking him out on fancy dates to win him over, and of course them fighting for dominance in front of the camera. Zanka does try his best, he really does, but its like Jabber knows all his weak spots and he cant help but become a crying mess under his touch..
So um yeah. My idea for this🙂↕️🙂↕️🙂↕️ I have sm more porn acter Aus its not even funny. I love talking about these kinds of things though, so y'all should def send me more asks… im open to vanilla and hardcore stuff…
Jabber recording Zanka crying his eyes out during sex, and the next time they fuck Jabber handcuffs and blinds Zanka before putting on a pair of headphones and forcing Zanka to listen to the audio of him begging and crying as he's getting fucked.
Jabber slowly playing with his body, watching every little reaction Zanka has from the audio before he cant hold back anymore.
Janka modern au where instead of sending nudes like a normal person Jabber texts Zanka images of the play piercings he gets sometimes
Imagine it’s like…2pm on a Wednesday. Zanka is eating leftovers from the takeout he ordered yesterday over his kitchen sink when Jabber messages him. Which is odd, because neither one of them are really big on texting in the first place—whatever situationship thing they have going on is more of an ‘I’ll see you when I see you’ kind of thing because communication is for losers.
In spite of the weirdness, Zanka opens his phone anyway. There’s a text from Jabber that reads surprise, and then an image attached underneath:
Jabber’s in a room Zanka doesn’t recognize, shrouded in warm light by some source behind the camera; the quality’s not terrible, but it’s kind of obvious this was taken on someone’s phone. He’s stretched out on his knees across what looks like an inflatable mattress with his head pillowed on his forearms. The bottom half of his face is covered by them, half-lidded magenta eyes just peeking over to look at the camera.
Whoever’s taking the picture has angled it so that the sinful arch of Jabber’s back is prominent(with his ass all the way up in the air, damn), hair pulled back into something resembling a bun away from the expanse of bare skin behind him.
In the place of a shirt, 28 gold eyelets (fourteen on each side—yes, Zanka counts them) are pierced down the length of his back, the areas where they sit underneath Jabber’s skin red with irritation, threaded through with a thick, dark blue ribbon that crisscrosses in a pattern like a corset’s through the holes. It ends tied into a neat little bow, just above the boxers that ride low on Jabber’s hips.
While Zanka is busy staring dumbly at his phone, two more messages come in.
When Jabber saw Zanka cry for the first time, something in him awakened. It wasn't a single, silent tear or glistening eyes, but full on sobbing like a child. His cheeks were flooded with tears that seemed neverending, his chest wouldn't stop shaking with sobs and he was desperately trying to hide behind hands that were too busy trying to find anything grounding to hold onto. Eventually the boy tired himself out and he lifted his head, giving Jabber view of the most beautiful sight he'd ever seen. Glistening, red rimmed eyes, red and splotchy cheeks covered in streaks of tears and then he took a deep breath and it fucking hitched with leftover sobs. That sound, so cute and so fucking pathetic, made Jabber melt and simultaneously cum into his pants.
From that day on it became his mission to unreval Zanka and break him down to a pathetic, wailing mess. To be the one to break him and then make it all better with sweet yet degrading words and gentle hands. The best way to make that happen was by overstimulating his boyfriend and giving him backhanded praise.
He would have Zanka under him, pounding him into his sixth orgasm while delivering several sharp blows onto his thighs and ass, and Zanka would be trying, and failing, to hide his sobs by biting the shit out of a pillow. He would scramble for anything to hold onto until his hands found the arms that are caging him in and curl around them in a tight grip. It was such a small thing but so intimate and it gave Jabber a rush of power to be the one Zanka sought out for comfort even if he was the one to put him into his pathetic state.
Meanwhile Zanka didn't know where his head was at and wether he wanted to kill Jabber or crawl inside of his ribcage for comfort.
"Such a good fucking boy, Zanka, it's a shame you're a disappointment to anyone else. So fucking pathetic under me. We both know you never stood a chance against me, it's about time you get that into your pretty little head. Don't worry, there's strength in admitting that too. My baby's so strong, now fucking take it!"
Zanka desperately tried to take a breath but it shook and collapsed into another sob and that's all Jabber needed to paint his insides with his cum.
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Zanka is such a pretty thing, I just know his nose turns red and he whimpers when he cries. This is my first time writing anything smut ish (this vanilla ass paragraph y'all I can't, leave me tf alone😭) but that shaky breath you take after crying really does something for me. I don't want anybody on my ass about dynamics, in my book they're both doms/subs and switches. English isn't my first language and I just sprinkle commas where the vibe feels right, sorry for that. Bye.
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