Your body lays on the Autopsy table, 6 times already cleaned thankfully. Laying still, you feel how the cold metal surface pressed against your posterior, your breathing remaining slow and steady as you wait.
The door to the forensics lab open, Edward enters and locks the door behind him. He adjusts his brand new, thick black gloves, causing a slight snap to be heard, but you don't move.
"Subject S-3x, body in perfect conditions and laid out heavenly in front of me for study." Edward spoke as he loomed over your bare body. He presses a hand to your chest, gently massaging, the coldness of his gloves causing your nipples to perk. "Still warm. Must've been recently deceased."
His hand feels down your stomach, all the way to your pubic region.
"Let's begin the examination."
AMAB READER
"Seems like my subject is experiencing a form of Rigor mortis..." He reaches down, grabbing hold of your hardened dick, "Mn~ Especially here in the... Shaft."
He slowly moves his hand up and down, making sure to be teasing with his motions. He works up a good pace, the glove on his hand adding a texture like no other, just as a little groan left your lips, he stopped.
"Hm... how interesting." You feel a hand reach up and grab onto your hair, causing your back to arch. "Last time I checked, dead people don't make noise."
You didn't react. You knew better than to.
"Hm... that's what I thought." He responds to your silence with a kiss. A deep, passionate kiss. His tongue slips into your mouth, a small moan leaving him. Edward's chest presses against yours, his free hand dragging across your chest slowly.
"Pectoralis Major..." His hand moves to your stomach, "Abdominal Rectus..." That's when his hand grabs onto your side, making you gasp.
"Mhm!~ got a nice reaction out of you from your External Oblique, how interesting~" His breath ghosts over the shell of your ear as he speaks teasingly, "You know, I could open you up right now... see all your pretty insides spread out for me..."
Ed grabs hold of your knees, opening your legs as he hums in delight. "Not like you can do anything about it. Dead people don't fight back... that's what makes me like them so much..."
Without warning, two of his fingers plunge into your tight ass, causing you to squirm and writhe from beneath him. A small whine left from your throat.
"Oh, such sweet noises from you, dear..." Ed kisses your jaw, a graze of his lips on your skin. His fingers continue to pump in and out rhythmically, stretching you out just enough to prep your body. "But I need more..."
He prompted your leg onto his shoulder, carefully unbuckling his belt, then undoing his fly.
You didn't dare open your eyes as you felt Ed press his tip onto your asshole, trying to keep yourself relaxed so he could slide in easier. And that's just what he did.
With a pathetic whimper, Ed slid his dick into you, making you moan a bit but also slightly beg as you felt Ed start moving.
"N-no no no, not yet, Don't move yet!" You pause, realizing you just ruined the role play with that. You sigh to yourself, "Sorry..."
"No, don't be sorry darling..." Ed cradles his arms around your back as he hoists you up to sit on his lap, his dick fully in you. "Now I can freely hear all those pretty moans~"
Ed starts to move his hips up and down, occasionally shuttering from how tight you are. With his face buried in your shoulder, Ed starts to pick up his pace, bouncing you up and down on his cock.
Carefully, once you've loosened up for him, Ed lays you back down onto the table. He keeps his hands right on your hips, slamming his cock into you to the best of his ability. Little whimpery praises leave his lips as his eyes roll back.
Carefully, he takes hold of your dick and starts to pump it, moving his hand two times the speed of his hips. The sensation was so good, so overwhelming as he uses your body like a fuckinv doll, you couldn't help but moan out for him.
Your leg closes in next to Ed's head as you finally cum, a white ribbon shooting out. Your moans slowly calming down as you come down from that addicting high.
AFAB READER
He presses two fingers to your clit, rubbing right up and down at a medium pace. Practiced precision in him movement, yet it still made your eyes roll back in pleasure, your hips bucking up for more.
"Oh~ looks like the body's reacting well to... outside stimulus. I should look deeper into this to make sure all data is correct..." And with that, Ed plunges 2 long fingers into your already wet cunt. The slick noise that came from the mix of his gloves and your wetness was absolutely addicting.
You couldn't help but to moan a little as he continues to finger you, the way his fingers curl right into your g-spot. The way his thumb rubs against your clit as he fingers you. It was all so good.
"Still so warm inside... such a fresh, lively body." Ed comments as he leans forward to leave sweet hickeys on your neck. "Post-mortem Exhalation ... The body, naturally having air leave it's lungs in little moans..."
You feel his hands stand to wander. And grab. And knead. It was blissful.
Three fingers plunge into you, stretching you out so nicely as Ed's hand starts to press down onto your lower stomach, feeling his fingers fuck into you. The pressure causes you to throw your head back, causing you to recieve his hand moving from your stomach to your hair, pulling it back slightly as punishment.
"Ah, ah, ah, darling... that one wasn't by accident. Dead bodies don't make noises like that.." He paused for a second. "... Maybe you just need a more thorough way of testing."
You felt Ed's words in your core as he slips his hand out of your pussy, sticking his fingers into your mouth to test for a reaction.
Tasting your own fluids, you knew Ed was just trying to get a reaction from you, so you didn't give him one. Edward would take your tongue between two figures and squish it, he would feel across your teeth with interest. You drew the line when he stuck his fingers down your throat, causing you to gag.
You turn over and cough, eyes now open and a little watery from the sudden action. Ed's free hand came to your back, gentle rubbing it.
"Hey, hey, I'm sorry, I swear..." He says, genuinely remorseful for ruining the mood.
"No, it's okay..." You sigh, finally catching your breath. "Still gonna fuck me...?"
"Without a doubt, love." He responds, undoing how belt buckle. "Still up for it?"
"Yeah, I am.." You lean back again, opening your legs for him. Ed's eyes go straight to the prize as he undoes his fly.
"Good, you better be." He was trying to sound confident and dominant, but he more or less sounded a little sheepish.
Carefully, he lines himself up to your entrance and slowly sinks himself in, making you writhe and moan beneath him. Ed moved his hand to your hip as he guides you down onto his Dick, whimpering a little as he finally bottoms out.
"Ngh~ you feel so good...~" Ed whispers into your ear as he slowly moves in and out, hips rocking back and forth as to not overwork you.
Slowly, his thumb comes down to rub your clit as well, making sure to stimulate you in the right ways.
"F-faster-" You're able to mutter out before he starts to pound a bit more into you, the sound of skin hitting skin filling the small forensic lab.
You could feel the coil in your stomach start to build up as he continues to go at the same pace, solely focused on your pleasure. You quickly reach up and grab onto Ed's hair, pulling him forward as your legs shake with an orgasm.
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Edward slowly lifts you up into his arms to hug you, making you look at him in concern.
"What about you...?" You ask, wanting to make sure Edward gets as pleased as you.
"Don't worry, darling, I'll get just what I want soon...~" Ed leans in to open mouth kiss your neck before the door to the forensics lab opens, showing a very, very shocked detective.
"... What the hell is going on here, Edward??" The detective asks as Edward covers your body with a near by towel.
Continue kinktober till its finished but dont post as often as I want to or post whatever I feel like it and everyone once in a while finish kinktober posts? (I will finish this before I die, I promise)
Day 12 - Goodnight, Sweetheart. Daddy's got you now.
Sex Work / Kneeling - Bruce Wayne x GN! Reader
NSFW Under Cut
A stunning gala, just like always.
Bruce Wayne held yet another charity balls, a bustling floor of his mansion. And within the mix of it was you, some middle class young adult. It was intimidating, being mixed into a group of adults 3 times your age, all alone. The only reason you're alone was because the person who invited you to come, Dick Greyson, had to suddenly leave. So now you're stuck around old white rich people.
You wander through the halls of Wayne Manor, just to get a chance at some peace. You climb a flight of stairs, all the way up to a balcony. One Dick had showed you.
You stand at the railings, letting the cool air blow past you. A tranquil moment.
"Hey there, kiddo." Bruce smiles from behind you, startling you for a moment. His hand came to the small of your back while he stood next to you at the rail. "Too much in there?"
"Yeah..." You lean your head onto his shoulder, staring off into the Gotham skyline.
"Me too." His hand moved from your back to your arm, keeping you close and warm.
You've only known Bruce for a year. He was Dick's dad, of course you had met him. You met Dick while he was working in Blüdhaven, you were only a few years older. After a while, you two grew very close. Now it was like you were apart of his family. It was nice.
"You going back home tonight?" Bruce rubs your arm comfortingly.
"No, I was hoping to stay here for the night... If that's alright!" You smile a little, looking off at the bright lights in the distance.
"You're always welcomed here." Bruce moved his hand to your head, pulling it a little bit towards him to hand a kiss to your scalp.
You laugh a little and push him off, "Hey!"
"What? Not like you and Dick aren't all over each other every time I see you two." Bruce crosses his arms.
"Yeah, well, it's different with him." You lean against the railing again, this time a foot away from Bruce.
"Hm." That's all you got from Bruce. "How much of that can change in a hundred thousand dollars?"
You look at him, a bit confused. "What do you mean?"
"It means, that for just one night, I want you." He replies, casually.
"No way!" You scoff, "How the hell would Dick even react to that?!"
"He doesn't need to know." Bruce looks at you.
"No, no, that's just wrong!" You shake your head in disbelief, making your way to the door of the balcony. When you place your hand on the handle, Bruce spoke up.
"How wrong is it for half a million?"
It wasn't illegal, but it sure as hell felt that way.
The gala had finished, leaving you time to think over the offer. One night for half a million dollars? People would kill for just a chance at being with Bruce Wayne, let alone be payed for a night. And the money could help you so, so much...
That's how you found yourself on your knees in front of Bruce, staring up at him with anticipating eyes. He had taken off his blazer, now just left in a professional looking white shirt, a belt, and his slacks, tight around in crotch.
"I've been imagining this... for so, so long..." He reaches down slowly, attempting to take off his belt till you reach your own hands up instead. You remove it instead, teasing your actions, really giving him a new found need. You slip the belt from its loops and toss it to the side.
You begin to unbutton his pants, but a hand reaching down and holding your chin. You look up at him, seeing how his eyes mixed with lust and adoration.
"You look so good like this.."
The scene was quite majestic. The grand window of his room was the only source of light for you, all from the glowing moon. Bruce was stood in front of the window, creating a shadow over him, like he was both one with the moonlight and with the darkness. It both scared you and put you at ease.
"You too.." You mutter, finally getting his pants undone and allowing them to fall to the floor. Your legs squeeze together, feeling something at your core at the sight.
He lets out a sigh, keeping his eyes trained on you. "Go ahead. Don't be shy now."
With a deep breath, you pull down his boxers enough to allow his cock to tease in front of your face. You pull his boxers all the way down, you look up at him for permission.
Bruce takes his cock into his hand, tapping it against your lips a few times before you finally open your mouth. He didn't waste a second to slip his tip in as you stick out your tongue. He slowly enters halfway through before thrusting forward, causing you to pull back and cough a little.
"Oh, shit, I'm sorry, Baby-" He quickly apologizes in which you quickly stop him. You set your hands on his thighs, supporting yourself as you take his cock back into your mouth.
"Oh, fuck...~" Bruce groans, his hand finding his way to your head. You continue to bob your head up and down on his cock, taking it to the back of your throat greedily. He lets out low grumbles, continuing to guide you on his cock.
One of your hands move from his thigh to his ass, grabbing at the muscle there which causes his back to arch a little. "M-.. mn~ Baby...!~"
He starts to thrust a little into your throat, completely using you like a toy. Just when you hear him getting desperate, itching for release, he moans out the words, "Say my name~"
He allows for a moment of breath as you pull off of him. You didn't even think about what you were saying anymore.
"Daddy~" The word falls from your lips like honey, receiving a satisfied hum from Bruce. He slips his cock back into your mouth.
"Oh, that's what I like to hear, baby~" He thrusts down your throat a few more time, all of the sudden releasing down your throat. Your eyes widen for a second before graciously swallowing.
Bruce keeps his dick in your mouth for a few moments after before finally pulling out. You pant a little, using your arm to wipe up any left overs around the corners of your lips. As you clean yourself up, Bruce pulls up his boxers, but kicks off his pants and throws them into his dirty clothes. You watch as Bruce finally takes off his white collared shirt, showing all the bruising and scars his body holds. He walks to his dresser, opening it and throwing a hoodie at you.
"Wear that." You comply, not knowing why he'd want you in clothes when the night is so young. You didn't get the chance to react when Bruce scoops you into his strong arms and lays you down onto the mattress of his bed. Staring up at Bruce's looming figure above you, you really weren't expecting what was to come next.
He lays down next to you with a huff.
You stare at him, waiting for his next move.
Bruce wraps his arms around your torso.
Now you were being held snuggly against Bruce's chest, the grown man nuzzling his face into your hair and keeping you close. You couldnt help but melt from the softness of the moment. You slowly close your eyes, shifting slightly closer to Bruce.
With a metallic click, you had been handcuffed to Jim's back door. He had cleared out his car just for you, the small vehicle looking more put together than the usual case files and brief cases everywhere. All you had to wear was a white button down shirt, one of Jim's shirts. One of your feet were planted on the car's seat, the other stable on the ground so you were spread perfectly for him.
"You have in 4 minutes till work..." You mumble shyly as Jim leans in, his mouth connecting to the side of your neck. A shiver runs down your spine as you tug on the hand cuffs. The action was met with a small growl from Jim who places firm hands on your hips.
"That's why we need to be quick." He states it to casually as if he isn't grinding his waist against yours, the friction causing you to squirm. You could feel the way his lips curl up into a small smirk on your neck before biting down where your neck meets your shoulder. A small whimper leaves your throat as Jim's hand leaves your waist to reach into his unzipped slacks and take out his hard cock. He looks at you for a moment, his eyes focused as he presses his hand to your mouth.
"Spit." It wasn't an option, it was a pure demand. You look up at him with pitiful eyes as you obliged, allowing your saliva to drip onto his hand. He hums in approval as he reaches back down and starts to stroke his dick, so close to you, so teasingly.
You squirm a bit from under Jim, needing the same kind of friction yet being denied. You were forced to watch, a huff coming from Jim as he palms his cock, using the scene of you spread open for him, fully vulnerable, desperate for him, all of it just pushing him to the edge.
"How much do you want me?" Jim asks suddenly, looking at you with lust swirling through his eyes. His hand on your hip tightens, supporting him as he continues to pick up his pace as he strokes on his erection.
You let out a needy whine as his other hand moves from your hip to your face, holding your jaw in place to force you to look into his eyes.
"Tell me." Another demand. His pace was speeding up and his breath was growing more rugged.
"I-I need you so badly...~" You lean closer to him, pressing your chests together. That was enough for Jim.
With a small grunt, he came right into his hand, careful to not make a mess. You looked up at him, a little betrayed since he denied you so much pleasure. That was until you felt his hand open your jaw and drag 2 slick fingers down your tongue. He let out a chuckle while allowing you to clean off his fingers, watching as your mouth sucked and massaged his digits so perfectly.
"Did you really think I'd forget about you, love?" He let you finish off his fingers before leaving a small kiss on your lips and brought his head down between your thighs.
"Aren't you gonna be late...?" You ask shyly, a small squeak leaving you as he lays wet kisses onto your inner thighs.
"A few minutes won't kill anyone, after all..." He left a trail of kisses down your stomach before making it right at your pelvis.
Oral Sex / CNC / Punishment - Harvey Dent x GN! Reader
NSFW Under Cut
"Where were you?" Harvey sat in his lounge chair, legs crossed. The lights were dim in his penthouse, the brightest thing was a single lamp that was on by his side. The scene seemed so... uniform. It sent a shiver down your spine.
"I was just out with some friends." You explain nervously, taking off your jacket and hanging it up by the door. Harvey stood up, his fingers grazing the arm of the chair. He flips his coin and hums.
"Which friends?" He asks. His voice has stayed so flat the entire time, like he was ready to catch you slipping up. Like he was upset you left in the first place.
"You know, work friends." You shrug as you walk up to him, trying to be innocent. His arm links behind you, wrapping behind your back. With his other hand, he flips his coin again, this time you could clearly see it says tails.
"You don't work..." He states darkly, glaring down at you. When you grow nervous and try to push away, he pulls you back against him. "Ah, ah, ah, don't you try with me. I know you use my money as if it's your own."
His hand leans down and he bites your neck. When you pull yourself away, he grabs you by your wrist and pins you against his body, his chest against your back tightly. He shoves his face into your hair with a growl, breathing in your scent.
"The first time you lied? I let it slide. But twice? Oh, darling, that deserves a punishment." He nips at the back of your neck, teeth grazing your skin in a teasing way. As he presses you against him, you could feel his excitement grow.
He keeps one hand around your waist as his other grabs his coin. Harvey shows you the front of the coin, shining under the dim light, untouched. "Heads? Oral."
He expertly flips the coin to show you the back, the ugly, scratched up surface almost mocking you. "Tails? Anal."
With that, the coin is flipped into the air. Harvey catches it before it could hit the ground and forcefully grabs your wrist to hold up the back of your hand.
"Lets see what you pick." He whispers into your ear as he smacks his hand onto yours, then peels it away to show the results of the coin flip.
It shows heads.
"You got lucky..." Harvey mutters as he tucks the coin back into the pocket of his slacks. "But not lucky enough."
He pulls you with him as he sits back down onto the chair. Harvey parts your legs enough that you could feel him rub his erection onto you. He hums deeply, a rumble that comes from his chest as his teeth sink into your neck. He uses one hand to sink his fingers into your scalp, gripping onto your hair to keep you in place. You knew just what he was doing. He was marking you.
Harvey works diligently, carefully pulling back part of ypur shirt just to have more room to leave hickeys. He mutters out small words of possession as he abuses your skin as if its his own.
Once he finally pulls away from your neck, he growls out one command, "Down."
You knew not to go against him as you get up from his lap and onto your knees in front of him. Harvey looks down at you like an owner to some lost dog, reaching down and taking your jaw firmly into his hand. "You know what to do, dont play dumb with me now."
Your hands reach up to undo Harvey's belt. Then, the button and zipper to his pants. The last step now was his boxers. You hesitate, the bulge in front of you taunting. When you heard Harvey clear his throat, you knew he didn't appreciate waiting as you finally pull down the undergarment and let his cock bounce up in front of your face.
Harvey's hand reaches to your head, gently petting your hair. With a small nod of his head, you took his dick into your hand and start to stroke. Harvey guides your head to the tip of his dick, suddenly gripping onto your hair which makes you gasp. While your mouth is still open, Harvey shoves his entire cock down your throat, causing you to gag. Tears prick your eyes as you try to pull away but Harvey keeps your lips on his dick.
"You need to remember, dear, this is still a punishment." His voice was rich with lust as he moves your head up and down onto him, continuously making you choke. Your hand reaches up and frantically taps on his thigh.
Harvey immediately lets go of your hair, allowing you to come back up to breathe. He sits up, checking on you.
"Sorry, baby, I didn't mean to go too far-" He apologizes, reaching down to cradle your cheek. He uses his thumb to wipe away a few tears. "Do we need to pause? We can stop if you want... Whatever makes you most comfortable." His tone was now caring, making sure you were okay.
"No, no, I'm sorry, I just needed a breather.." You say with a deep breath. "We can keep going."
"Promise me its okay. I don't want you uncomfortable." He strokes your cheek lovingly.
"I promise, daddy..." You look up at him, teasingly. You know that nick name drives him absolutely crazy.
"Oh, I see how it is now..." His voice darkened again. He moves your head back to his dick, but he's more gentle with it this time. "How about you stop talking then and show your daddy how much you really love him, hm?"
Slowly, his tip parts your lips again, dragging across your tongue and stopping just before hitting your gag reflex. Once you got used to the feeling, you started guiding yourself on his cock. Up and down, occasionally swallowing some precum which made Harvey's back arch the smallest bit. Small whimpers and moans come from his lips as you suck on him.
"Mm, Baby, you take daddy's cock so, so well..!" He cries out as he thrusts deep into your throat. You could tell he was getting close, mumbling sentences you could barely hear as be fucks into your mouth. He frantically reaches for his pocket, taking out his coin and flipping it with shaky hands. You were too preoccupied with taking his dick so far down your throat that you didn't fully know what it landed on. All you knew is when he took your hair into his hand and shoved it deep into your throat, your tongue was immediately covered in warm cum.
"Swallow." He orders, and your obligue. You carefully used your tongue to clean up his cock and wiped your mouth. Just as you were about to stand up, he takes your shoulder to keep you on your knees.
"What do we say?" He says, almost condescendingly.
"Thank you, Daddy..." You spoke quietly as you look up at him through your eyelashes.
"Aww, such a sweet baby." He uses a soft and sweet tone as he pinches your cheek. When you try to stand up again, he stops you.
"Ah, ah, ah, where do you think you're going, baby? It's time for your second round of punishment." He had a smirk on his face now.
Day 9 - Just So You Know, You're My Favorite Spider
Tentacles - Otto Octavius x GN! Reader
NSFW Under Cut
"Looks like I've finally caught you.." An actuator clashes onto your throat, tightening as it pins you against a brick wall behind you. "You're finally mine, Spider."
You grip onto the tendril, trying to pry it off of your neck with shallow breaths. Instead, the appendage tights his hold and starts to lift you off the ground, your back dragging across the wall. Just as your head starts getting hazy from lack of air and panic, the actuator lets go of your neck, instead grabbing onto the base of your stomach, metal digging into your sides. That's when you could hear him, coming out from the shadows...
Doc Ock.
"Not so strong now, huh?" He muses as he slowly stalks closer to you, a smirk on his lips. "Oh, this victory is so, so sweet."
His two lower actuators lift him up to be at equal height as you. His arms lean over you, successfully pinning you down while towering over your helpless form.
"First things first, my sweet..." His hand comes to his circular sun glasses, taking them off and putting them into the pocket of his trench coat, "let's see what that pretty little face looking like."
Without warning, metal clasps onto your mask, pulling it off inelegantly, showing who you are as the actuator throws the mask to the side.
"There you are, dear. Such an attractive face to someone who hides it for a living." You were going to say something, but his hand came up to your face and grabbed your mandible, glaring at you.
"Don't try to talk. Don't speak." He demands, his face coming close to yours. It was enough that you could feel his breath, sending a shiver down your spine.
"You can't stop me, Doc, Good will always defeat evil!" You yell in protest. At that, Otto pulls you into a violent kiss, he growls as his tongue slips into your mouth. Your hands shake a little from the impact, slowly reaching up to hold onto his coat. He makes you suck on his tongue, his hand reaching behind you to zip off part of your suit. When you gasp in protest, but he had already slipped off the top half of your costume. When you try to push him off in protest, a free actuator comes up and wraps around your wrists, pinning them up and above your head.
"Huh, for a hero, would've thought you wore clothes under your little spider suit..." He pulls away from the kiss and looks down at your body like its some sort of dessert, his eyes hungry. "Only better for me, I suppose."
Otto leaned his head down to your chest, blowing cool air on your nipple to harden it a little before latching on. He twists it between his teeth teasingly, and when you moan out with your back arching in response, he just chuckles a little. With his other hand, Otto is sure to brush his thumb across your other nipple. The warm feeling of his mouth made you want to move your hands forward, but the actuator holds you down. Your fave was flush as he presses his body a bit more onto your own.
Finally, Otto pulled away with a small string of saliva dribbling down his chin.
"You're quite... Enjoyable..." The actuator around your core losens his grip, allowing you to breathe a bit better, "Makes me want to know what you feel like."
You were put onto the ground, not dropped. Otto lowers himself as well, one of his upper actuators picking up up enough from behind so Otto could slip off the bottom half of your suit, leaving you completely helpless to him. You could see the growing excitement in his pants.
"There you are, dear..." He whispers under his breath. Otto reaches down and unbuckles his pants, letting them drop top the ground. He ground himself against you for a little bit before taking off his boxers. Once his thick Cock was out, he reached into the pocket of his trench coat and took out a condom. He ripped the package open with his teeth and discarded it to the side as he slips the latex onto his dick.
"Hope you're excited to see me, or else this may hurt a tiny bit." And with that, Otto shoves his cock deep inside of you, going balls deep with his first thrust.
You cry out a moan, back arching and toes curling as you look at him. Otto lets out small huffs, "You're so tight, oh my god..." He thrusts into you again, using his actuator to move you up and down on his cock. Small moans slip from him as he thrusts time after time.
He wasn't the biggest, but what he lacked in size he made up for in pure experience. As he slammed into you, he was sure to hit any spots that felt nice. He muttered mixes of curses and praise under his bretah as he fucks you, causing your eyes to roll back. It was when his free actuator grabbed onto the back of your neck that caused you to finally work up enough to cun
Otto noticed these signs and made sure to slow down, just to torture you a little more. Once he's have his fun, Otto pushes you into the make-shift wall you were using and kisses you passionately, causing you to finally reach your orgasm.
"Oh, yes yes yesss, good job~" He praises as he picks up pace quite a bit, letting out moans as he overstimulates you.
Finally, he comes to his release. Otto pulled out and made sure to be a little extra loud when he finally cums. He takes off the condom and ties it off.
His actuator finally sets you down as Otto pulls up his pants, rebuckling them. He looks at you again, brushing lightly.
"I hope that role play did it for you, hun." You walk up to your fiancée and put a hand on his chest. Otto responds by wrapping his arm around your waist and picking you up.
"Darling, that was absolutely perfect." He kisses all over your face. "Now, honey, lets get you inside for a good shower and some snacks, okay?" He presses his lips against your shoulder.
"Yeah, let's do that." You gently agree. This brought a smile to Otto' face. As he walked you into the apartment, you in his arms, Otto whispers a soft nothing to you witj a small giggle.
"Pleaseeeee, Babe!" Your boyfriend, Cyborg, practically begged you as he wrapped you up in his strong arms from behind.
"Absolutely not!" You try and push away from the clingy man, but he just held on tighter.
Him and the Titans were going out on a 2 weeks long mission, one in which you couldn't tag along. So, to help himself, Victor was asking to record some sex shots of the two of you. You weren't completely on board with this, so now Victor was on the begging phase of his plan... whatever that plan may be.
"I won't show it to anyone!" He whines, pulling you onto his lap.
"I don't care, sex tapes of us would exist!" You counter, still trying to worm out from his iron grip.
"Please, babe..." He puts his head on your shoulder, looking at you with puppy dog eyes.
You knew he knows what he's doing.
"... How about we make a deal." You say as you finally stop struggling in his hold. This causes him to perk up excitedly. "You get your little pornos, use them for only 2 weeks and don't show a single soul, abd after than time you give them back to me so I can destroy them."
The thought of destroying them made him pout, but Victor knew this was the only way he'd be able to get these clips witb you.
"... Deal." He nods his head. He lifted up his arm to you, his pinky sticking out. Once you two linked pinkies, it was a promise. He brings your hand to his and kisses the back of it, finally letting you go.
"Alright, go put something cute on! I'm gonna set up my room, gimme like 15 minutes, k?" When he stood up, he gave you a kiss on your cheek and started to walk off. "Take your time getting ready, Bae!"
He was surely impatient.
After around 20 minutes, you come over to his room, knocking gently on the door.
"Babe, you in there...?" You ask gently.
"Come on in, baby." He calls from the other side. When you open the door, you see him still setting up an older looking camera to a tripod in front of the bed. He was working in just a black pair of shorts, his upper body on full display for you. "Sit on the bed if you wanna, get comfy. Won't take me too long to get this up and running."
You take his word and close his bedroom door behind you as you climb onto his soft bed. You lay back, grabbing the comforter and pulling it to your body as you lay there, waiting for him.
"While I work on this, why don't you get those clothes off you? Makes things easier." Victor said while he focused on the camera. You shrug and slip off your top, tossing it to the side. Victor glances at you, quickly looking away with embarrassment. You smirk a little as you take off your bottoms as well, leaving you completely naked on his bed.
Victor stands up, half erect after seeing you, making sure the camera was properly functioning. When he backs up a little, he smiles. "We're filming."
"Finally!" You cheer as you sit up, pulling the blanket a little over you as Victor climbs on top, carefully pining you down. He lets out a small laugh as he kisses you once, then again, then again. He had a goofy grin on his face as he presses his body onto yours, the cold of his metallic body parts felt nice against your warm skin.
Your hands come up to the sides of his face as he kisses you. His growing erection presses against your crotch, just enough to help him get a full boner. But the small bit of friction helpes you with your arousal as well. As you kiss him, he hums lowly, a hand coming down to his cock, finally deciding to take it out. He reaches over to his night stand and took out a condom, putting in one carefully. Out of all his body, it was one of his most organic parts. You blush lightly after looking down at his sizeable cock, but before you could say anything he kisses you passionately.
He maneuvers your body, wrestling with you a little till he has you pinned, on your hands and knees, ass up and pressed against Victor. He smiles down at the sight before smacking your ass, causing you to jump a little.
"What was that for?!" You object.
"Though it felt nice." He smirks at you, reaching down to squeeze and grope your ass. Carefully, he positions himself up to you, taking your sides as he slowly lowers your body onto his cock. He lets out a small moan, less than your cries of pleasure. You press yourself into him, taking him all from behind. He didn't seem to complain when he thrusts into you again, causing you to grab tightly onto the bedsheets for support. He smirks before carefully setting a pace.
You could hear the sounds of him fucking into you along with your moans and small huffs that leave Victor. You could feel as his hand moves from your ass to the middle of your back, holding you down for a bit, just using you like a toy. Then, he takes your shoulder and pulls you back. He sits down while you sit on his dick, bouncing on his lap. You moan out his name.
One hand supports your side while his other hand comes to your chest to keep you upright. His lips hook onto your nack as he mumbles into your ear, "Make all those pretty noises..."
From the pure force and pounding of Victor, you cum within minutes. Your juices cover his cock, only getting more excited. He keeps fucking into you, his grip on your torso now stronger as he starts to slam into you, growing impatient. He positions you so the camera catches it all when he finally cums inside you, all caught by the condom. Victor's strong arms keep you there for a few moments before he pulled out. He took off the condom, tying it off as he tossed it into his trashcan. Victor laid many kisses and praise under his breath. Soon enough, he stands up with a smile so he could turn off the camera, saying with a cheeky grin,
Steve was nothing short of perfect. He was caring, and loving, his heart is one of gold. And that heart? Well, it's yours.
He loves you more than life itself. You are his spark, the shining stars in the sky. You are the love of his life. It shows through by the time and love he gives to you, all the cute dates and gifts, the kisses and late nights talking. It was a dream absolutely cake true.
It was one of those nights. Steve had asked if you wanted to do a trust exercise with him, and of course you could never say no to such a sweet offer, so you agreed.
Right now, you were sitting in bed waiting for him. You were wearing one of his shirts and some shorts, not seeing the need for undergarments when just sitting around at home. You were playing around on your phone, a throw blanket over your legs, but then you hear the door open with a very enthusiastic Steve coming into the room with a plate of food.
"Hey love! Thought we'd do breakfast in bed tonight." He lowered the tray to show off a pretty stack of pancakes with some fruits put off to the side. He could tell by the way your eyes sparkle that he did good.
Carefully, he sat beside you on the bed, setting the tray between the two of you. For someone who faces dangers beyond humanity, Steve seemed a little nervous about something. He glances at you, noticing how you caught on.
With a heavy sigh, he explains, "I wanted is to try out something new tonight, but first, I wanted to see if you're alright with it."
"Well, I can't tell you if I am or not if I don't know." You say lightheartedly, placing a hand onto Steve's. He sighs, reaching into his pocket and taking out a bit of black cloth.
"Well, you see, I know some people are into this for some reason, but I thought this could be a good little bonding exercise..." He reaches up, tying the cloth around your eyes, blocking out your sight completely.
"Ohh!" You slip the blindfold onto your head so you could see Steve again, a soft smile on your face.
"... I know, it's dumb, I don't know why I thought thay would be a good idea," he tries to brush off the suggestion, "let's just eat dinner and watch something on the Television-"
"No, no, no! I love the idea!" You correct, almost frantically, "what did you wanna do while I had the blindfold on?"
Steve looks away with a dust of pink on his cheeks. You knew what that meant.
"We could start small, I feed you a little or something, them I was hoping we could- well... you know." He looks at you with a shy look.
"Sounds fantastic, honey." You squeeze his hand as you put the blindfold on.
"N-now?!" He seemed shocked.
"Yeah, I trust you." You smile.
"Well... sit back and get comfortable." He carefully rests your back against the headboard, a pillow behind you. As you sat there up-right, he admires you. The pure trust you put into him in the moment was wowing.
"Alright, darling, I'm going to... uh, well, I'm going to feed you a little, okay?" He starts to use the side of the fork to cut off a good bite size of the food he had made.
"Alright, love." You giggle a little, excited.
"Coolio, dear, now lets just... open..." He took your chin between his indes finger and his thumb as he moves your mouth open. Once he had fed you the bit of food he put onto the fork, he took a bite as well.
"Is it good?" He asks, covering his mouth as he swallows.
"Yeah, you did great!" You chirp, opening your mouth against for another bite.
You two shared that moment for a while until half the plate was clear. He set the tray aside as he slowly climbed on top of you, supporting himself in a somewhat plank. One of his knees presses up to your crotch, just enough to give you some leverage.
"I-I'm gonna kiss you now, love..." He mumbles as he kisses your cheek, then your lips. He is very gentle, one hand coming up to hold your face.
"You are always such a good kisser..." His tongue slips into your agape mouth, carefully exploring like it has before times before. Its like his actions are practiced. The hand that was on your cheek slips under your shirt.
"I'm going to take this off now..." He slowly lifted the shirt over your head and discards it to the side.
"Darn, you are the most stunning thing I have ever seen.." he mutters, and you hear a bit of shuffling but you don't know what his actions are.
"Don't worry love, I just took off my shirt too." He brought your hand to his pec, flexing it under your touch. You give it a squeeze, and to that Steve chuckles.
"Glad you like them." He says, though you could hear the little bit of pride in his voice. His hands drag over your body, from your chest to your shoulders, to your sides and your back. It was like he was mapping you out, memorizing you from head to waist. His lips kissed your neck, then your collarbone, all the way to your shoulders.
"You're so perfect, my love..." He mumbles against your shoulder as his hands meet the waistband of your shorts, slowly pulling them off of you and to the side. He leans down and kisses your sternum, his breath warm against your chest.
"Alright, dear, I'm going to take off my pants now, okay? Can you spread your legs a little for me?" You do as he asks, opening your legs for him as you feel his weight shift on the bed. You wait patiently before you feel a warm tip press against your entrance, making you jump a little.
"Sorry love!!" He apologies frantically, "I didn't mean to spook you!" He kisses you again, gently dragging his tongue across your bottom lip. "You're just so perfect... I couldn't stop myself." He lets out a small laugh and nuzzles his face into your neck.
"I'm gonna put my tip in now if that's alright with you." He says, hesitantly. Once you give him a small nod, you feel him slide his dick into you, a small moan coming out of your lips. He smiles against your pulse, "You feel so nice, so good for me..."
Slowly, he slides deeper into you, going in smoothly. "I put on lube for you... Wanted to make sure this was comfortable for you.."
He starts to slowly move his hips back and forth, dragging his cock along your insides at a teasing pace. When you try and movie your hips up to his, his hands suddenly grab your hips, the sudden touch making you jump a little.
"Let me do this for you... no need to move a muscle." He growls again the crook of your neck, his breath sending a shiver down your spine as he starts to pick up his pace. You moan out, reaching up to hold onto some part of him. Your hands meet his shoulders, feeling the strong muscles as he thrusts into you quite quickly.
"G-gosh, you're doing so so well, so good for me...~" He slightly moans out, thrusting with more force into you, trying to go as deep as he could into your body while he keeps your hips down, squeezing at the skin lovingly.
The stimulation gets you whining, growing closer to your orgasm. You angles your hips again, and this time Steve didn't stop you.
"M'gonna cum~" You manage to get out, your arms starting to go around his shoulders like you were hanging off of him.
"Yes, yes, yes~ Please do~ Be good and cum for me, show me how good I make you feel~" He moans in your ear, the encouragement enough to make your back arch and orgasm to hit. Even then, Steve didn't slow down.
You could hear the slick slapping noise as he pounds into you, slightly overstimulating your system as you hold onto him tightly. Sooner rather than later, he buries his cock deep inside you and cums, filling you up with his load as he gently bounces you on his cock a few times. Finally, he pulls out, leaving you feeling a bit empty. You reach up and take off the blindfold, only to see the mess of sheets and clothes around you. Plus a very embarrassed Steve.
Once you lean your body against his and kiss him, Steve looks at you with pink cheeks like he wants to ask you something.
"What is it, love?" You ask, putting a hand onto his.
Steve kisses you again, with pure love as he looks you in the eyes. He sighs and shyly asks,
You knew more than anything, your boyfriend Kaldur loves bodies of water. Whether is be ocean, lakes, ponds, bays, even pools, he flocks to them like... well, like fish to water.
What you were never expecting is Kaldur to take you 2 hours away just to go on a hiking trail. It was so out of pocket, but you weren't complaining. The walk was stunning, the weather was absolutely perfect and Kaldur held your hand nearly the entire time. He always shot you loving looks, randomly kissing your cheek, but over all staying quiet. It was like he was waiting for something.
"Is there something special about this trail you're not telling me?" You giggle as you and Kaldur walk under the trees.
"Maybe." He grins a little, like he was still a shy little boy. "You'll just have to wait and see!"
As you climb a bit over some rocks, you finally saw what we was going for. A stunning lake is settled in front of the two of you, the water crystal clear with a light green tint to it, making the scene look almost fake. Above, there is a waterfall cascading down into the waters from a bit away. You lean into Kaldur as his hand holds your waist as the two of your just admire the sight.
Then, Kaldur looks at you with a charming, yet soft, smirk. "How about a swim, love?" He offers as he glides over to the water.
You laugh, "but we didn't pack any bathing suits!"
Without a second thought, Kaldur took off his shirt, then everything below his waist. He was assnaked as he slips into the water.
"Come along, my pearl, the water is quite warm."
You sigh and follow in his footsteps, taking off your clothing until you were fully stripped before slipping into the water.
"Huh, it is quite warm..." You splash around a little before Kaldur dives into the deeper parts of the lake, only to return minutes later.
"There's gar, trout, some catfish, a few bass, shockingly a pike and so, so many minos down there." He chuckles as he swims back to you, everything except his head submerged in the water.
He starts to swim circles around you, as you walk deeper into the water, cautiously. At one point, you slipped on the rocks underneath and fell right into the water. Kaldur was quick to keep you up, wrapping your legs around his waist. You blush a little as you feel his penis brish up against you, but he didn't seem to notice or care.
"Don't fall, my little lotus." He nuzzles his nose against yours, closing his eyes. He was absolutely infatuated with you, it was obvious, though he expressed it in his own way.
Kaldur pulls you into a kiss, warm and sweet, a hand on your cheek as your bodies press together. You let out a small sigh as your eyes close, trusting him fully. Kaldur is gentle when he kisses you, even when his tongue ends up slipping into your mouth. It was just in his nature to be gently with the person he loves. Carefully, he moves you to the shallow water, a place where se could lay you our without you drowning. He moved from kissing your mouth to your jaw and down your neck. You squirm a little, feeling yourself grow more excited by the moment. Kaldur pulls away and smiles down at you.
"Darling pearl, I ask now out of respect, but do I have permission to continue?" He holds your hand in his, a genuine look to his eyes.
"I can already feel you growing harder by the moment, so of course you can, babe." You confirm for him, a soft smile on your lips.
He starts to suck on your collarbone, humming lightly, "I just wanted to make sure... You humans value consent, I want to uphold that value."
Kaldur's hand travels to your hip, holding you securely as he leaves small little hickeys on your upper body. He randomly mumbles out praise as he positions himself to your entrance. Looking up at you with love-fulled eyes, he double checks if you're okay with this. Once you give him a little nod of your head, he slowly inserts his tip. When you tighten around him, he pauses.
"Everything alright, my lotus?" He checks, his lips on your shoulder. As one hand rested in your hip, the other slips behind you to support your body from the smooth rocks.
"Yeah, k-keep going, please-" You stammer out, both in arousal and nervousness. He nods his head as he slowly sinks his dick deeper into your body. Your back arches, a moan slips from your throat as your head leans back, getting your hair wet from the water below you.
Soon enough, you feel his body against your own, his pelvis presses onto you now that he's fully in. A small whimpery moan leaves his mouth, not fully used to the sensation. Without warning, he pulls out and slams back into you, making the water around you splash a little.
A loud moan leaves your throat like a cry, which only encourages him to thrust deep into you again, and again, creating a steady rhythm. Your moans are the loudest thing breaking the peaceful scene. Kaldur, out of pure instinct, bites into your shoulder. He presses your hip down onto the rocks, holding you still while he uses you like a toy.
He stays silent, too focused on fucking you to even mutter a moan. His cock continues to stretch you out, absolutely ruining you from the inside. Breathing ragged, he picks up his pace, the force making your eyes roll back as you orgasm. The tightness causes him to slow a bit, more focused on how deep he's going into you as he rides out your pleasure. Once he's sure you're finished, he pulls out. Pumping his dick a few times, he finishes in the water with a low grumble.
He looks at you with a soft smile, nuzzling his face against your neck.
"I'm sorry I got carried away, my shining pearl, I didn't mean to hurt you if I did..."
You kiss his forehead and relax into the water. "You did good, it felt amazing, love." You say with a soft smile, then add jokingly, "Hope screwing in this water didn't give us a brain eating amoeba or something."
Kaldur gives you a look of pure confusion, his eyebrows knitted together and his gaze concerned.
These were always the best nights with your boyfriend Conner. Where his dad was gone doing some billionaire thing so you were able to sneak into the penthouse. It was a stunning place, two stories, a lounge area right when you walk in, a roof area to galavant around, the place was loaded. Its what you'd expect from a man like Lex Luthor.
But right now? Its not about him. Its about you and your boyfriend. And a movie. And wearing matching pajamas. And being the perfect couple.
"You almost done with the popcorn??" Conner calls from the theater room, already setting up blankets and pillows in a nest sort of way. He just wanted to have the perfect night with you. He feels bad he Can't spend more time with you because of his dad.
"Coming!!" You call from the kitchen as you take the popcorn out of the microwave and run into the theater with the bowl. Conner smiles at you as he makes room in the nest so you could climb in right on his side. He smiles brightly at you, pressing a kiss onto your forehead as he turns of the projector.
"Whatcha wanna watch, babe?" He asked, scrolling through Netflix. You hum in thought as you rest your head on his chest.
"How about one of those crappy superhero movies? Like, the ones that totally glorify random people?" You propose.
"Oh, you mean like Marvel?" He chuckles a little as he changes the screen to Disney+.
"Yeah, that's the one!" You giggle, "do the one where it's like the off brand Justice League."
Conner didn't waste a minute to put on the Avengers movie. The lights in the theater dim as the two of you get comfortable. You start to munch on some popcorn as you watch the screen. Conner couldn't care less about the movie, he was too busy admiring you.
Looking at him, you tilt your head with slight confusion. "What's wrong? I got something on my face?"
He just smiles softly, then leans in and kisses you. It was gentle. You honestly don't know who taught him how to be so sweet due to him being raised by a man with a constant stick up his ass, but nature over nurture as they say.
You lean into the kiss before pulling away, both of you making eye contact before he starts to giggle. That made you giggle.
"What's so funny?" You ask with a goofy grin.
"Oh, nothing," he shrugs, "It's just that that kiss tasted like popcorn."
With a laugh, you lightly smack his chest. "Oh, you dork!!" You both were laughing together when Conner reached over and started to tickle your sides. Even if you aren't ticklish, in that moment, laughing just felt right.
After settling back down, you grow comfortable against Conner once more, watching the movie you had lost the plot to.
You spaced out a little while watching, and when conner got a handful of popcorn, you opened your mouth as to ask for some. "Ahh," Without much thought, Conner pressed his hand to your mouth, feeding you. It... well, it made you happy. The kindness he didn't typically show the world shined through when he was with you. Nuzzling closer to his side, he looks down at you and smiles as he presses another kiss to your face.
When he grabs some popcorn this time, it goes straight to you. You of course take it, eating right from his hand. It was just a subconscious movement for him now, but a sweet action.
You notice this time, when he brought a piece of popcorn to your lips, it was right between his fingers. You didn't think twice to take his digits into your mouth, slipping off of them to genuinely eat the popcorn. Conner looks at you, blinking a few times from your action, but shrugs it off as just you being silly. So, he keeps feeding you.
At one point, he had forgotten to grab a piece of popcorn and just slipped his fingers mindlessly into your mouth. He blinks, his attention going from the screen to you after a few seconds, and when he goes to remove his fingers, you just gently suck on them. He freezes up a little, a bit shocked, but then he warms up to the feeling. He wasn't really complaining, after all, its attention from you.
So, you two sat there, you sucking his fingers clean, getting them messy with your saliva. Conner hated to admit it, but he was getting a bit of a bones from the action.
Getting a little adventurous, his fingers press against your tongue. This caught your attention at you let go of his fingers and wipe your mouth.
"Sorry babe, I didn't realize-"
"Don't apologize, it felt kinda good." He interrupts, honestly. This makes you look up at him, like you wanted something.
"Then give me your hand back." You took the same hand back as you started to just use his hand as a chew toy. You bit it, licked it, sucked on his fingers, Conner seriously didn't seem to mind. That's up until you licked up his palm, causing him to shiver.
"Okay, no more hand for you!" He says with a dust of blush on his cheeks. You whine a little as you keep hold of his hand. You even go as far as to climb onto Conner's lap to stop him from pulling his hand away. You both pause a blush a bit when you felt his boner pressed against your crotch. He lets out a small, nervous laugh.
"Uhh... Yeah." He scratches the back of his head before he gets anidea. "How about this. I let you hand my hand for whatever you want and you cock warm me?"
"Babe, I'd be your Cock sleeve anyways." You roll your eyes with a small smirk. Conner seemed a little shy as you stood up to drop your pants. He looks over your ass, letting out a low whistle.
"What a show." He teases. You give him a look that tells him he needs to do something. Like you're expecting something. Then, it hits him as he takes out his large cock from his PJ pants.
"Uh, if we do this reverse cowgirl, you could still watch the- Ahhh~" He was cut off from what he was saying by you sitting yourself down onto his dick. You let out a small noise as he stretches your body out more than any toy ever could have. Your eyes roll back as you try to take it all, but it felt damn near impossible as Conner wraps his arms around your waist and settles you down. He rests his head on your shoulder as he keeps his cock buried deep inside you.
"That's it, baby. You take me so well." He mumbles into your ear as he throws a blanket over the two of you. As you try and get comfortable again, you take Conner's hand and brought it to your mouth.
As the movie went on, you just sucked on his fingers and bit the meaty parts of his hand. If you did something he liked, he'd thrust deep inside you, just to shock you a little. It kept you in anticipation. The whole movie went like that.
Once the film had finished, Conner smiled at you as he started to buck his hips gently. The feeling was something you had craved for at least an hour.
You lick in between Conner's index and middle finger, using that to cover your moans as he gently fucked you.
His other hand guided your hips up and down on his dick until he finally felt you cum, the relief causing you to let out a moan.
The sound made Conner smile, pressing kisses to your shoulder as he finally pulled out, even if he didn't cum. You look at him with confusion.
"Don't worry baby, I just wanted to make sure you got a little reward. I'll go take care of myself in the backroom real quick, okay? I'll be right back!" He didn't even bother to fully pull up his pants as he shuffled to the bathroom.
You took that time to put back on your pajama pants, clean up any mess made, eat a little bit of popcorn and pick a new movie. You were about to go to the kitchen for another snack, but you heard the bathroom door opened. You smile up at your boyfriend as he settles right beside you again.
"You good?" You ask as your hand travels down his torso.
"Better than ever, baby." He kisses you all over your face, like he couldn't get enough of you.
Just as the two of you get comfortable, you laying on Conner and ready to sleep, he perks up as if he heard something. After a few moments of anxiety, the lights came on, a very confused Lex standing where the light switch is.
"I thought you were coming home tomorrow!!" Conner yells as he wraps his arms around you protectively and sits up.
Lex pinches the bridge of his nose, obviously annoyed as hell. "Yeah, well, I got off early so I could be home... With my son." He reluctantly said the words, like seeing Conner as anything except for a clone made him nauseous. Then, looking down at you, Lex glares. "And you!"
It felt dirty. It felt wrong. But did that stop you? No, it didn't.
You worked for the billionare Tony Stark. And, shamefully, you found him quite attractive.
Though... this little crush wasn't really the healthiest. You followed all his social media, both public and private. You found out his schedule when inside the building, though it was often disrupted with his Superhero business, and often brought him coffee throughout the day to keep him awake. You've even gone as far as to figure put what cologne he wears on a daily. To say the least, it was a small obsession.
That being said, you knew the second Tony was back from his Iron Man work by watching the news. You get up from your desk and prepare a nice cup of coffee for him, along with a small container of blueberries. He always seems to be eating blueberries, it was strange, but you didn't complain.
Just as you made your way to Tony's Lab, you notice the door to the room is cracked slightly. As you peak into the room, your gaze meets him.
Inside the room, he must've just started working on it because he was already stripped of the Iron suit. He wore a polo shirt, a dark blue one, alone with a black pair of casual pants. His hair was slightly disheveled and his forehead was covered in sweat, and just as you were about the enter the room, you watched as he took off the polo.
Underneath, a black tank top. You could see the faint blue glow on his chest as the tank hugged his body. It caused you to freeze up where you were. You watched him work on his suit, the way his muscles moved. It turned you on.
After a few minutes, you snap out of your daze, finally reaching for the handle of the door. But then, you caught glimpse of him pulling up his tank top to wipe off his face from sweat and grease. His body was toned and slightly beaten, but that just added to its charm. You couldnt pull your eyes away, mesmerized by Tony. Your face heats up as you shamefully reach down to relieve the pressure between your thighs.
Stark continued on his work, his tank top rolling up slightly towards the bottom, showing off a little hit of his sides and back. The whole sight was mesmerizing.
Just as Tony works, he gets a notification. Pausing what he was doing, the man takes off a glove to work his phone. When he checks the message, his eyes go wide.
"Damnit, Pepper, right when I'm working...?" He mutters to himself. When he shifts a bit, you could notice the bulge in his pants. Your eyes widen as a blush comes to your cheeks. It must've been a nude or something if he were to react like that.
Then, he started scrolling, as if she sent many. He groans a little, taking off his other glove as it reaches into his pants.
You felt so guilty for watching this, knowing it wasn't meant for your eyes. Amd yet, you couldn't look away. He was a happily married man, and yet you can't stop yourself from sinking deeper into thie guilty pleasure.
Tony, already quite turned on, soon took out his cock from his pants. It was mostly erect, stiffening to an around average size, a sight you never thought you would see. He starts to stroke off his cock, the skin moving with his hand as he gives himself a little bit of stimulation. Once he got himself fully hard, he picked up his phone again, and well...
He took a picture.
Your fingers pause in their movement against your crotch, movements you didn't even know you were doing, as you stare at him. It almost felt like he was cheating on you in the moment. It was so private, the only person to view it was you, but now he has to involve his wife. It just felt wrong.
Once he sets the phone back down, he started to stroke himself, his hand curling around his dick as is he's done this a million times before. You started to rub yourself as well, guilt running through your system along with arousal.
You could almost feel his actions, the way he put so much attention to just his dick. He uses his free hand to lean against his work bench. Grumbles and groans leave his mouth as he works his cock under the bench. But it was just enough for you to see.
You shamefully reach into your pants, rubbing your thighs together as you watch the scene. Tony was mumbling under his breath, his dick twitching in anticipation, his hand moving faster now as he gets closer. You felt yourself working up as well, having to bite your bottom lip to stop yourself from making a noise.
Tony lets out a small cry of pleasure once he finally finishes, coming right in his hand, a look of bliss on his face that very, very few people have ever seen. It made you feel special. You quicken up your pace as you watch him put his cock away and... wait, he was heading towards the door.
Without even letting yourself finish, you ran off as fast as you could as to not get caught. That thrill of the moment was exhilarating.
You seat yourself back down at your desk, fixing your outift before sighing deeply and continuing with your work.
It was a few hours later, you were packing up to leave for the day when you notice Tony walk into the room. You look away from him bashfully, knowing he wasn't there for you.
That was until he walked up to your desk and tapped on it to get your attention.
"You, my office, now." Without another word, he turned on his heel and left, leaving an air of mystery behind. You felt the heat in your core rise again as you stand up and make your way to his office.
"Close the door behind you." He orders once you make it to the room, and you do just that. He was sitting down professionally at his desk, waiting for you to take a seat. Your excitement raised as you sat down.
"You know, I watched the video cameras from earlier." He says, eyes brows raised. You squirm nervously in your seat. "I saw you watching. When I was privately working."
"And...?" You brush a strand of hair from your face, waiting for his response.
Day 3 - Guess You Could Call That a Love Triangle.
Threesome - Dick Greyson x GN! Reader x Koriand'r
NSFW Under Cut
Being in a Polyamorous relationship with Dick and Kori was, by far, one of the best decisions of your life.
Kori isn't fully used to human customs, especially monogamy, so wanting to be in a relationship with you and Dick wasn't so strange in her mind. As for Dick, he didn't seem to mind the idea at all. Being with two wonderful people he loves? It's heaven for him.
Currently, you all were cuddling on the couch while watching some cheesy rom-com. Kori was sat at the corner of the sofa with Dick sat on her lap, his back against the arm of the furniture. You were sitting between Dick's legs, head resting on his chest as your legs sprawl out across the remainder of the couch.
It had been a while since they've been home, often too busy with missions to spend time with you like this. It was moments like these that reminded you just how much they love you.
You move a little to get more comfortable, flipping your body so your stomach was pressed against Dick's. He looks down at you and smiles as his hand come to pet your hair.
"Something the matter, babe?" He asks, a soft tone as he places a few soft kisses to your forehead.
"Nothing, just wanted to see your handsome face." You smile up at him, arms wrapping around his waist. You feel Kori's hand glide across your back, gently rubbing. You turn your body again, laying on your side so you could face Kori. She smiles down at you and Dick for a few moments before pulling you both into a hug, enough to warm you up.
You take a deep breath, taking in the moment. It was so perfect, felt too perfect to be true.
You settled back down, laying with your stomach on Dick, you close your eyes and listen to his heartbeat. Just when you fully relax, you felt a strong hand land on your ass. As you look up, Dick gave you a devilish little smirk as he squeezes. He chuckles when you send him a glare, then looks up at Kori.
"Can you cover us, please?" He asked, innocently.
"Of course!" She chirps, reaching to the back of the couch to grab a blanket.
"No, no, no," Dick sits up a little, "I mean like... one from the bedroom." He shoots her a look, and to that, Kori lightens up.
"Of course! I will be back." Kori carefully slips out from under you and Dick, floating off into the hallway. When you look up into his eyes, it was obvious he was horny.
"I won't even lie to you, babe, my cock' been hard half this time." He says with a smirk.
"I could tell, I'm laying against you." You retort, prompting yourself up with your arms so you were looking down at Dick. This caused him to blush a bit, seeing the power dynamic.
"I was kinda hoping to top tonight, if thats okay..." He says, shyly. It was cute, the way his eyes looked away with embarrassment. At his request, you sit up from your position.
"Lead the wa-" You were cut off by Dick's lips pressing against yours. His hands reach up, taking your hands into his as he kisses you.
His tongue glides across your bottom lip, asking for entry. When you open your mouth for him, his tongue starts to explore. He wasn't aggressive in any way with it, anything from it. One hand came to your hip, pulling you to sit on his lap, his hard cock rubbing against your crotch as the two of you made out.
Small moans escape your lips as you grind against his lap, tongues tied together before you pulled apart from each other to breathe.
"... Take off your clothes." He orders you. Without a second thought, you began to take off your shirt. Dick got up from where he was, turning off the TV as he grabs his phone. He connects it to a near by speaker, 'Head Over Heels" by Tears For Fears starts to softly play in the background. Dick slips off his trousers and boxers, him Cock bobbing up in excitement. He's always had an average size, but he was able to use it so expertly that the size truly didn't matter.
He watches as you slip off your shorts, he reached over to help you slide them off and toss them to the size. "There we go. God, your body is so hot..."
He sat back down onto the couch, patting his thigh as to tell you to sit back down.
You tease him a little, instead sitting yourself onto his thigh, riding him out in a way that made you want to moan out. Dick's hands grip onto your hips, guiding you as you mess with him.
"Baby- please, be nice.." He whimpers a little, taking his hand to his Cock, stroking it a little as he presses his dripping tip to your leg.
He carefully guides your hips up, teasing your entrance with his sensitive tip. Slowly, he lowers you down onto hid till you met his base. A small, breathy moan leaves you, feeling just the right amount of stretched from his cock.
You slowly rock your hips against his once you're ready, your excitement obvious. His hands stay on your waist, helping to move you at a steady pace. A small giggle could be heard from the living room entrance.
Kori stood there in just her bra and panties, obviously in on this all. A smirk came to Dick's lips.
"Look who's finally decided to join us." He added as Kori walked over, discarding her panties on the way over.
"Oh, Silence." She rolls her eyes playfully, taking Dick's shoulders and gently pushing him down to lay on the couch. Just when you wonder what she was going to do, Dick thrusts up, sending a joke to run up your spine as you moan out.
Carefully, while Dick was laid down, Kori sits herself down right on his face. A muffled noise comes from under her as Dick gets to work eating her out. Kori's back arches, a soft moan comes from her chest as she intertwines her hands with Dick's, helping support her on his face.
You feel Dick start thrusting into you, starting off very soft, just rocking you on his cock. Not having it, you lift yourself up and slam yourself back onto him. A loud moan comes from him, obviously feelings wonderful. So you do it again. And again. Soon enough, you're riding on his cock, moaning out in bliss.
Kori notices you, one of her hands moving to hold your jaw im her hand. She leans you forward, pulling you into a kiss. Her movements were fluid, practiced, and felt amazing. The position made a little Triangle out of the three of you.
You tried to keep pace while riding Dick, but it started to grow almost tiring. Kori helps, placing her hands onto your shoulders while she kisses you, inspiring you to keep going.
The room was filled with moans, wet noises of bodies slapping together, and the faint sound of music in the background.
Dick was growing closer to his orgasm, you could tell, but he wouldn't want to cum before you have. Your hands wander on Kori, from her shoulders, to her arms, to her breasts. You give into your mind's ideas, squeezing and playing with her chest.
The noises she ends up making just pushes you closer to the edge. Your eyes roll back as you feel Dick start to thrust into you, more desperately. His actions were messy, growing faster and harder than before.
"I-I'm gonna cum-" You manage to stammer out. Dick keeps the same heavy pace till he finally feels your release around his cock, the tightness of your body pushing him over the top. After a few more thrusts, he pulls out, his orgasm finally coming over him. A loud moan, borderline yell, escaped him when he finally leg go. His legs shook from the sheer feeling.
Kori guides your drifting hands back to her chest, her way of asking you to aid in her orgasm. You happily oblige, your hands slipping under her bra to play with her nipples. Her back arches at the feeling, a good sign.
You lift up the bra, her tits falling out in front of your face. You lean forward and latch onto one of her perky nipples, sucking on it desperately while your hand plays with her other one.
You could hear Kori's pretty moan, the telltale sign of her orgasm, then a small choking sound from under her. Kori takes a moment to calm down from her high before climbing off Dick's face. He had a dreamy expression.
"I always forget that you squirt, Star..." He chuckles, carefully sitting up and looking over the two of you. "God, we made a mess... How about I grabs some towels, get us cleaned up and new clothes, and we finish that movie, yeah?"
Dick didn't even let you two answer before hopping to his feet and down the hallway. He was obvious energized from his orgasm.
Kori say down next to you on the couch, wrapping her arms around you and hugging you close to her body. She fixes her bra before resting your head onto her chest, pressing kisses to your head and whispering sweet praise to you.
After a moment, Dick comes back with towels, clean clothes, and a goofy grin.
"What are you smiling like that for?" You ask, picking up a towel from his arms.
"Oh, you know, just thinking." He giggles. Of course, he needed to joke around.
When you woke up, it was like you were still in a dream.
A beautiful fur blanket layed over you, a rich black coat that was soft to the touch. Your head was supported by fluffy pillows, a cool feeling to that made you want to sink into them more. Under you, a soft mattress cradles your body, covered in silk sheets which tied the whole bed together.
The only issue was that this wasn't your bed.
Slowly, almost reluctantly, you sit up. Looking around at your surroundings, it looked like an old wood cabin and an antique shop had fused to make this room.
The walls had portraits on them, all of you with... well, someone you just didn't know. Along with those, there were shelves full of trinkets up on the wall. Old jewelry and music boxes set there wildly, an old rotary phone, some books that look like they belong in a museum, along with some crystals and other smaller items that you couldn't fully identify.
In front of the bed sat a fireplace, the crackling noise coming within informed you of the fire burning within it. Even so, the rook felt like it grew cold in anticipation. Like something was bound to happen.
Leaning against another wall was a large wooden wardrobe, carved with intricate markings, a work of art. That's when you notice the bedframe behind you, the deeply colored wood carved with was looked like a story. You were about to look deeper, but something else happens.
The lamp at your bedside table flickers on with a small crackle, making you jump a little. You stare at the lamp, wide eyed, and that's when you hear it.
Soft humming. The slow tune of 'Can't Take My Eyes Off Of You', sang almost hypnotically. It came from outside the wooden door, the only door in this room, down the hallway. With small clicks against the floor, footsteps could be heard, the humming getting closer. And just as it reaches your door, the humming stops. The doorknob slowly turns.
The door opens smoothly, silently, as if not trying to disturb the room. Stood at the doorway was a slim man with stunning green eyes. His raven black hair goes a little past his shoulders, half of it put up into a bun that rested on the back of his head. He was wearing a stunning emerald green waistcoat, a white button up underneath and a black tie to pull it all together. Paired with black slacks, there was a feeling of sophistication. All until you notice the cute little bear slippers he was wearing, completely ruining the look in a silly sort of way. In his hands was a mug filled with a slightly steamy liquid.
The man looks away from the door to you, his eyes lighting up once he notices you. A warm smile spreads across his thin lips as he slowly strides up to you, like he didn't want to scare you away. As well as not spill the drink he had in hand.
"Well good morning, darling." He greets, his voice rich with a unique accent you feel like you've only heard once before. "Sleep well, I hope?"
He gracefully sits down at the edge of the bed, not too close as to preserve personal space, but not too far so he could still be around you. His eyes were filled with so much love and affection, it took you by surprise, causing you to forget what you were going to ask him.
"Right, right, where are my manners?" He chuckles lightly, shaking his head at himself. "My name is Loki Laufeyson. But for you? You can call me anything you want to."
He looks at you with pure adoration, like you were everything he could ask for and more. But that's because you are.
"I'm sorry, but where am I...?" You hesitantly ask, finally catching up to your thoughts.
It was like your voice had caused him to melt, his shoulders relaxing a bit.
"I knew you'd ask." He looks down to the floor before looking back to you. "You're in my home. Our home."
You look at him, confusion growing on your face. Before you could say another word, Loki speaks up.
"This... will be a lot to take in. Here," he offers you the mug, "I made you tea. It's a special blend, just for my special someone." He didn't let you respond as he took your hands into his, handing you the mug. His hands brush against yours, cradling your hands like they're works of art. "Should be cool enough to drink by now."
He sat back to where he was, his hands resting politely on his lap, watching you expectantly. You realize he wouldn't talk until you tried the tea, so you take a sip.
It was warm, but not enough to burn your tongue. The floral and sweet taste spreads across your tongue delightfully, and once you swallow, it was like it warmed your entire body. After a few good sips, you let out a low hum, eyes closing in appreciation. When you open your eyes again, you're met with an overly eager Loki.
A large grin is spread on his face, one of his legs bouncing with uncontrollably energy. "Well, it seems like you enjoy it. I'm glad." He clears his throat, trying not too seem too excited.
"Alright, I owe you an explanation." He sighs, reaching up and running a hand through his hair. "Well... how do I say it?" He talks, more to himself than he is to you. As he speaks, you take a few more sips of your tea.
"You're... well, you're perfect." He says with pure confidence. "Everything about you. Every hair on your head, your eyes, your body..." his gaze softens, "your personality."
He carefully reaches forward, his hand cradling your cheek. "I love you... and I want you to be my Spouse."
With that, your eyes widen. Out of all things, you weren't expecting him to say that.
"I don't think you have the right person-" You were about to pull away, but his other hand comes to hold your head in place, making you look at him. He looked hurt from that.
"No, no, no, my love, you're just confused." He lets out a low laugh, "We are meant to be together. It's written in the stars, you and me. You will be the peice that completes me."
This freaks you out a bit, trying to push him away. If your efforts, the cup you had fell to the floor, the remnants soaking into the carpet. Loki looks down at the small mess, the whole scene paused.
"... You'll learn how much I love you." He smiles, darkly. The small giggle that leaves his throat held no humor. Your heart beat quickened.
Loki's hands shook, his thumbs caressing your cheeks as he leans forward, pressing his lips against yours. They felt soft, but cold. He lingers there for a moment, taking it in. His eyes closed, savoring it all. Then, he slowly pulled apart from you, his gaze felt darker.
"How did that feel, Darling?" His wolf's grin has settled back into a soft smile. Thought his eyes were drowned out by deeper emotions.
You hated to admit it, but it was almost like you crazed his lips against yours.
"Again..." You whisper, barely audible.
But that's all Loki needed to hear.
He leaned back in, kissing you with much more passion. That warm feeling you get from the tea hasn't seem to leave your system. If anything, it grew.
Your brain grew a little fuzzy as his thumb pressed against your chin, opening your mouth so he could slip in his tongue. Without a second thought, he started to explore. You don't even try to stop him, eyes closing. A soft noise of pleasure escapes as he kisses you, your face flushing. After a Loki's hand settles in your hair, he slowly pulls away with dreamy eyes.
"Looks like that tea finally kicked in..." He mumbles to himself. When you give him a small questioning look, he smirks.
"I suppose I can tell you now that you're not trying to run anymore..." He purrs, his head bowing down to law soft kisses to your jaw. "Freya's Bloom. A rare Asgardian flower, only blooms at the start of our spring season.... a powerful aphrodisiac as well." He kisses your neck, nipping a few places before his lips latch onto your sweet spot, gently sucking on the spot till it was red when he pulls away again.
"And it's quite delicious in tea." Once the look of realization shows on your face, he lets out a laugh and taps your nose with his index.
"Why so surprised? I knew you'd be scared at first, dear. Most Terrans are when face to face with a God. Especially one of my... expertise." As he speaks, his hands reach under your shirt, gently rubbing your sides.
"I really wish I didn't have to to that to you..." He mumbles, half to you and half to himself, "but it still worked out in the end." His hands run under your pants and underwear, feeling over your ass for a moment before slowly slipping off your articles of clothing.
"Now..." He licks his lips, sitting up enough to look down at you. His eyes were half lidded with lust.
"I can just tell by looking at you that you're... quite aroused." He started to unbutton the cuffs on his sleeves. "There's no better way to show you just how much I love you than to give you a bit of... service, no? That's one of your silly human shows of affection, right?" He took his right sleeve and started to roll it up, showing off a strong forearm before working on his other sleeve.
"What do you say, doll?" He brings his hands to your knees, slowly spreading your legs apart as he lowers himself down between your thighs. "Want to see what this mouth can do for you, love?"
He took the whimpery moan that left your throat as his go ahead.
AFAB READER
He hovers for a moment, just taking in what's laid in front of him. After a moment, he presses his lips to your clit, causing a small moan to escape your lips. A smirk comes to his face.
"Sensitive, are we, dear?" He teases, his voice low with desire. His breath grazes your pussy. It causes a small shiver to go down your spine. He hums in response, almost mockingly.
His tongue slides up your cunt, getting a taste he was desperate to have. A shaky breath leaves Loki's mouth as he moves one of his hands to help open you up more for him.
Finally, he starts to pick up his pace. He plunges his tongue as deep as he could into you, his teeth press into you, but not painfully. Just a little pressure that was almost enjoyable. His pacing was messy, desperate, like a starved animal. The hand that remained on your knee pushes your leg down to rest on the bed. A few times, Loki lets out soft moans, just letting him service you helping get him off.
Once he finally got his fill, Loki slowly pulled away from between your legs. A string of saliva connected him to you. He looks up at your through his lashes, a small smile coming to his messy face.
"You're doing to well for me, you know that...?" He praises, and just when you didn't expect it, he sinks 2 fingers deep into your pussy, separating them once inside you and listening to your moans of bliss.
"And you sound so pretty when you're moaning for me, my dear..." He starts to carefully pumps in and out of you, his thumb pressing against your clit every time he sinks his fingers into your warm cunt.
When he opens his mouth, he presses his tongue against your clit, letting out a small breath that sends a chill up your spine.
He keeps going. Every time he thrusts his fingers into you it feels even better than the last time, his tongue rubbing against your clit so wonderfully.
With every little noise you make, he grows more passionate. He starts to circle arounf your clit with his tongue before latching on, sucking on it as if it was giving him life.
At one point, he pulls away, just a little so he could take a breath, never once stopping his fingering.
"You are absolutely Devine, my love. A true treasure..." He mumbles, almost like he was pussy drunk. You reach a hand down, intertwining it with his hair as you pull his mouth back down to you pussy.
He makes quick work, continuing to suckle on your clit as he adds an extra finger to your cunt. It felt like he was stretching you out, his fingers curling up to reach your G-spot. The bit of spit that leaks from his lips just serves as lube for him fingering you. It was so overwhelming, you felt yourself growing closer to release.
Loki takes his other hand from your knee, setting up your thigh onto his shoulder. He takes his free hand and uses his thumb to add a bit of extra pleasure. He rubs the spot above your clit, another stimuli that sends you over the edge.
Your thighs reflexively claps together around his head, not like Loki seemed to mind. You could barely even warn him before you finally came, feeling nothing but bliss come over you. A loud moan comes from your throat as you lean your head back, the high of the moment intoxicating.
After a moment, you feel him double tap the side of your thigh, a silent way of asking to not be suffocated. You spread you legs open a bit, enough to let him lift his head from your cunt.
More after AMAB part
AMAB READER
Loki took one hand from your knee and moved it to your cock, gently jacking it off towards the middle. He gently breathes on your tip, just to watch a shiver go up your spine.
He presses his lips to your tip, keeping them there for a moment just to savor it. Then, he darts out his tongue, licking the precum off of you. Instinctively, your hips buckle forwards, shoving your dick down his throat, to that he pulls away with a small chuckle.
"Look at you, so desperate for me... I love to see it." He smirks up at you as he spits on your cock, "but not yet, darling. Its not yet time for that."
Loki lowered his head down, his hand continuing to jack you off, but his mouth kisses your base, mumbling little praises to you before taking one of your testes into his mouth. He sucks on it while he pumps your cock, his hand occasionally angling up when he reaches your tip.
After a few moments, he pulls away, spitting on your cock again for lube. He moves his head down again, now showing some attention to the other side. You could occasionally feel his teeth graze you, but it never hurt.
He continues to stroke your cock, methodically moving up and down as you moves his head up, just enough to look into your eyes. A dribble of spit falls from the corners of his mouth.
Your small moans and slick noises fill the room, and once you let out a particularly high pitched whimper, Loki smirked.
"There we go, that's what I like to hear. You are doing so, so well." He praised, bringing your cock back to his lips as he takes your tip into his mouth, using his tongue expertly on your dick.
A muffled noise comes from Loki as he slowly starts taking more and more of your dick into his mouth, bobbing his head up and down, his hand staying at the base of your cock.
Just as you started getting used to his easy rhythm, he takes you all the way, sending you cock down his throat as far as it could go. Your head leans back as you moan out, feeling his warm mouth surround your dick.
He keeps sucking, keeping a new steady beat as he takes your full dick. Everyone once in a while, he'll let out a noise of pleasure, the vibrations teasing your tip every time.
Eventually, you bring your hand down to his head, tangling your fingers with his hair as you guide him. He starts to get more desperate, sucking even harder than before and using more tongue. At one point you feel him gag around you, yet he just keeps going.
You try bucking your hips up again, causing him to gag once more. In response, he grabs onto your hips and pins you down. The only thing moving would be his head and your hand guiding him.
Once he feels you finally getting closer, he starts to whimper slightly, the vibrations from his throat the thing that pushes you over.
You push his head down, making sure your whole cock was in his mouth before coming. The hot liquid reaches the back of Loki's throat, his eyes rolling back as you moan in bliss.
Without a second thought, he swallows, your cock still in his mouth. He slowly detaches and pulls away, a mess of cum and saliva on his face. He uses his fingers to drag up your cock, picking up any mess he may have left behind.
GENDER NEUTRAL READER
Loki huffs a bit, his tongue slightly sticking out like a panting dog before looking down at you and smirking.
"You are even better than I could have ever imagined, Love..." He mumbles as he licks off the mess on his hand, a soft look back in his eyes.
He uses his forearm to wipe off the mess on his face, looking down at the remnants like it had a deeper meaning to it. Then he looks back at you, a loving gaze back in his eyes.
"You did so well for me, love. I really do hope you enjoyed that." He says as he lays back in the bed with you.
It was like everything about the two of you changed. Instead of being in some fancy attire, Loki was dressed in an emerald green, low V-neck sweater with a black shirt underneath and was already tucked under the covers with you.
Hell, even your clothes were changes. You were now in extremely comfortable sleep wear with pants on thay were definitely not there before. You look at Loki, bamboozled, but then he gently shushes you and wraps his arms around your torso.
"You still have so much to learn about me, my love." He nuzzles his nose against yours, pressing your foreheads together. He was now completely clean, from his face to his hair being all proper.
"Doesn't matter much, you'll learn with time." He says, his tone growing sickeningly sweet as he holds your cheek in his hand again, just like he did before. "After all, darling..."
Masterbation / Orgasm Control - Clark Kent x GN! Reader
NSFW under cut
Working at the Daily Planet as an intern is... stressful to say the least. People tend to use you as a tool, asking you to bring scripts from one person to another, filling coffees even if that isn't your job, over all not doing anything really journalism related.
Just like right now. Your coworkers had gone home, but you were stuck cleaning up the work area. It was annoying, but a simple task. As you clean up, you find some papers that still needed to be approved. Shrugging, you knew just where to go before heading home.
Standing up from the desk, you knew there'd be at least one person left in the building. Clark Kent. He was a sweet country man, always ready to help in any way possible, one that treated you with human decency. He'd be perfect to approve the writing. When you made it to his office, you gently knock before opening the door.
"Excuse me, Mister Kent, I just finished a new article we could add to... um..." You pause what you were saying when you notice the look on Clark's face. He was flushed, his hands tucked out of view and his body pressed against the desk like he was completely attached to it.
Kent pauses and stares at you for a long moment before snapping back into thought. "R-right!" He stammers out, shyly, like you caught him doing something he shouldn't be. "Just put the draft on m-my desk." He spoke, but it was strange for him. Typically Clark was a confident man, but right now he seemed very passive.
You slowly nod your head, heading into the office. The door clicks behind you as you walk to Clark's desk. You set down the paper in front of him, somewhat expecting him to pick up your work, but his hands stay tucked under the desk. You were about to turn to leave, but then you notice the bottle of lotion and tissues. It all finally clicks.
Your eyes go wide, which caused Clark to panic a little. He knew that you knew, and now you knew why he kept his hands under his desk. Most people would be too embarrassed to do anything than apologize and walk away.
But not you.
"I-I'm so sorry, can we please keep this a secret and I try and get you a promotion?-" Clark nervously tried to negotiate, his cheeks a deeper shade of red than before. He wasn't expecting your response.
"Keep going." You state, making direct eye contact with Clark as you stood over him, leaning on the desk slightly.
He chuckles nervously, though it sounded almost confused, "what...?"
"Don't mind me, Kent." You said, taking a seat in the chair that was right next to you, a good view of Clark from across his desk. "I want you to keep doing what you were doing."
"I-I'm not sure I know what you mean-" Clark looked to the side bashfully, one hand coming up from under the desk just so he could pull on the collar of his shirt, his tie coming loose so his neck was showing. He was so nervous that he was sweating.
"Don't make me come over there and do it myself, Clark." You lean back in your seat, like you were the boss here. Showing that you were in charge.
He sheepishly looked at you, hesitating before speaking, "You sure...?"
"I wouldn't have told you to unless I meant it." With those words, Clark slightly covered his mouth, hesitating. Then, his other arm started to move, slowly back and forth, steady strokes under the desk.
"I want to see it." You cross your legs.
Clark hesitates, but knows better than to say no right now. He was desperate. He hesitantly takes him cock out from under the desk, hard and already dripping with precum. The dick itself was huge, bigger than anything that seemed human, reaching near his mid-torso. Part of it rested against the edge of the desk, the sheer size barely able to hold itself up, even when erect.
Clark whimpers a little as he continues, using one large hand to pump back and forth in a steady rythm, the other hand covering his mouth as to stop any sounds from coming out. Even then, you could hear small whines come from the back of his throat as he rubbed his cock right in front of you.
He starts to breath a little heavy, his eyes rolling back as he lets out a small moan, picking up his pace. You could hear the sheer wetness of his tip as he keeps going, his breathing growing more ragged. He reaches his free hand of to his bottle of lotion until you lean over the desk and pin his wrist down.
The shock of the action makes him stop, looking up at you with confusion and undeniable lust.
"Allow me." Without another word, you tilt your head down and let a nice drop of spit land on the base of his cock. After a moment, another dribble of your spit lands a bit higher on his dick, the sensation causing his back to arch a little in his seat. Once you were satisfied, you sit back down in your seat.
"Go on." You gave him a small wave of your hand, as if motioning for him to continue. With the instruction, he goes back to his same pace, stroking his dick with a bit more force than before. He was growing more and more desperate, knowing he was getting closer.
Clark lets out a low moan, not able to hold himself back as he picks up the pace even more. You could see all the signs, the way his body was acting, he was ready to cum. That's when you lean over the desk again. You wrap your hand around the upper part of his dick, gently offering some leverage to him.
"I-I'm gonna- ahh~" He moans out, thrusting himself lightly into your hand. And just as he is about to cum, you press your thumb to his tip firmly.
Never in your life did you expect such a large man make such a whiney noise, but here you are. Clark could barely speak, choking on his words as he begged you to let him cum.
"Now, did I say you can?" You ask, raising and eyebrow at him tauntingly, knowing exactly what you're doing to him.
"No, b-but please~" He tries so hard to thrust into your hand again, but you don't budge.
"No buts. I want to hear you loud and clear ask for it." You bite your bottom lip, waiting.
"P-please... I've done everything you asked-" He swallows, taking a breath to collect himself, "I've been good for you... please let me cum...~"
Without another word, you let go of his tip and start to jack him off again. Clark leans his head back, stroking his lower cock again until he lets out a high pitched moan, finally releasing.
The hot semen comes out in ribbons, some getting on your face and shirt like it was a shot straight out of a porno. You pull away, just enough to see what he had gotten on yourself.
Clark shot up in his seat, standing up and fixing his pants on properly again.
"I am so so sorry-" He apologizes profusely, "oh goodness, this is such a mess, let me help you-"
Without a thought, you wipe some of the cum from your cheek and taste it on your fingers. When you look back at Clark, he was a blushing mess again.
"... Let's get you to the bathroom to clean up." He offers, putting a large hand on your back.
"Yeah, thanks..." You smirk a little as you look down onto your chest again.
Guys, should I do something 𝓕𝓻𝓮𝓪𝓴𝔂 for october or keep it PG?
NSFW prompt list under the cut
Send me requests for each of the days, this should be fun. I do have some limits, but as of right now, I'll take any Marvel or DC requests (though DC is my Forte)
Off-Limits: Incest, Ageplay, figging, genital torture, enamas, Noncon and gangbang