clone characters edging you (my headcanons)
a/n: ew who in their right mind would fw this…
fem reader
warnings: sexual content
hunter is extra sensitive to the way your body reacts to him. he knows you’re close before you can even say it, hyperaware of the moment your pussy suddenly squeezes tighter around his cock, and you gasp, “hunter” under your breath, staring up at him with round, pleading eyes. he lets out a ragged groan as he buries his face into the crook of your neck, hiking your legs around his waist higher and wider. “mm, not yet, pretty girl…” he murmurs, slowing his deep thrusts. “not done with you yet.”
tech rubs your clit as you straddle his lap, cockwarming him while his attention flickers between you and whatever he’s tinkering with on the desk behind you. your breath trembles in his ear, a desperate whisper that brings a secret smile to his lips. “tech—i need—” you suddenly choke out, hiding your face in his shoulder when he thrusts up a little, bouncing you on his cock. he kisses the exposed nape of your neck as you clench around his thick, throbbing length. “hmm, you were saying?”
wrecker grabs your hips to control your movements, easily bringing your bodies to a stop as your pussy wraps around him, every inch of his cock buried inside of you. “oh, i’m not finished with you,” he grins, squeezing his hands when he feels you wriggle in his hold. “wrecker, please…” you whimper, dropping your face to his shoulder through a throaty moan. he rubs your back reassuringly, kissing your temple. his mouth is close to your ear when he murmurs, “what’s the rush, baby?”
crosshair has so much fun making you beg to cum. he knows he’s being mean, but he never claims to fuck nice and sweet. and you know what you’re getting into when you moan, “oh, crosshair, just like that,” with your arms and legs wrapped around him as he hits you so deep you see stars. “just like that, huh?” he teases, rolling your bodies over so that he can thrust into you from the side, his forearm gently wrapping around your neck. “you forgot to say please…” he whispers in your ear.
echo usually has you wait for him when he wants to cum together, especially because it often takes him longer than you to get there. he kisses your forehead and whispers, “you’re doing good, baby, just hold on a little longer for me…” sucking his teeth when you grab his back, your nails digging into his skin with a needy whimper. “echo, i can’t,” you gasp. he buries his face into the crook of your neck, grunting deep and slow like the way he fucks you. “yeah, you can, i know you can.”
wolffe grabs your face and slides his cock out of you slowly. the smirk on his face grows as you whimper from the loss of pressure and claw at his back, desperate for him to pound into you again, but his thrusts are now teasingly sensual as you clench around him. “that’s it, baby, hold it in for me,” he coos softly, kissing your forehead. “but wolffe—i’m so close—” you whine, arching up to catch his lips with yours. he rolls his hips forward, pushing himself hard and deep inside you mid-kiss, groaning into your mouth. “you’ll cum when i say you can,” he grunts, squeezing his fingertips into your jaw. “am i clear?”
fox has a burning desperation to feel in control, which tends to manifest as orgasm denial during sex. he has your wrists pinned to the bed with his binders and your body spread out, playing between fucking you with his tongue and pushing his cock inside. you gasp when he pulls out and presses the head of his cock against your throbbing clit, grinding slowly. you shudder roughly, goosebumps all over. “aww, are you close?” he mocks, pausing to lean in and warn, “don’t you dare cum.”
cody smiles down at you lovingly, gently rubbing his thumb over your clit as he lodges himself inside of you with a frustrating stillness. his lips twitch in amusement at your little jolts, the way you react to his touch while waiting for more. “you’re a sensitive little thing, aren’t you?” he muses under his breath, leaning down with a big, burly arm braced near your head like a cage. he tilts his head slightly like he’s studying you, staring with a darkening gaze. “you wanna cum for me, baby?”
mayday kisses your neck and quietly murmurs, “you’re so beautiful, struggling for me like this…” in a low, raspy voice. you whimper and try to roll your hips into his, but his hands are pinning your torso down, rough and calloused against your soft skin. “oh, please, mayday…” you moan, gasping at the thick pressure of his cock stretching out your walls. “shh, i know,” he slants his mouth over yours, sucking on your bottom lip in a slow kiss. “…but good girls are patient, yeah?” he whispers.
rex hooks your legs over your shoulders, his bulging forearms wrapped around you with all the control he needs. “god you feel incredible…” he groans as he watches himself slide back into you, rubbing his hands over your calves when you let out a sharp gasp, your pussy sore and waiting for release. he throws his head back when he bottoms out again, a feeling that never gets old. “rex, just let me finish,” you whine. he smirks down at you, breathing hard. “oh, i’m just getting started,” he whispers.
fives fakes a sympathetic pout that quickly shifts back into his typical, wicked grin as he watches you fall apart underneath him. “fives, c’monnn,” you whine, “i’m so close—” he ducks his head to kiss your jawline, murmuring, “you want it, then ask for it, baby, i’m here.” his mouth trails lower with his words as he sinks his cock inside of you, also toying his thumb near your swollen clit like he knows exactly what you want. “please—i wanna cum,” you whimper. he chuckles. “such a greedy girl…”
kix strokes your hair gently and looks down at you with soft eyes. the difference is stark—his calm and collected demeanor while you’re a complete mess, your eyebrows scrunched and your eyes round in a desperate, tear-streaked pout. “oh, baby, i know…” he whispers apologetically, “just wait a little longer, i’ll take care of you.” your breath shakes as he leans down to kiss you, pressing his mouth to your cheek before moving to seal over your slightly parted lips. “you’ve been so good, honey…”
jesse thinks you’re so pretty when you’re begging for him, which is why he loves holding your orgasm over your head for as long as possible. he bends your knees to your chest and grips your thighs to hold you in this position, pulling his length out of your dripping pussy. “god, look at you…” he groans and buries his face between your legs, licking up your wet center as your clit pulses and your walls clench in search of his cock. “just fuck me, jesse,” you whine. “mhm, in a second, baby…”
hardcase enjoys playing with you, going from fast and rough just to switch to slow and deep right when you’re about to cum. your encroaching orgasm rocks through your body in waves, pulling back like the tide. “oh, you want it bad, don’t you?” he breathes, panting hard through his words. his hand comes around your ass to squeeze hard, rubbing over the soft curve. “mm, that’s too bad, ‘cause i’m gonna fuck you for as long as i want…” he whispers in your ear before biting gently.
gregor drags his fingers along your inner thighs, sliding his touch along the slick desire dripping down your skin from how wet you are for him. he’s still inside of you, pulsing hard as you stare up at him, your chest rising and falling heavily. “saving all of this up for me, huh?” he whispers. he leans in closer to you, and his length sinks into you deeper from this angle, pressing up against your guts. he hums low under his breath. “hmm, should i let you cum now?” his cock drags out slowly. “or not?”
howzer slowly stops thrusting and holds you down, pressing his forehead to yours. you squirm in his arms and whimper, “please, howzer, i’m close…” desperately trying to grind against him as your orgasm crawls back into the shadows. a smirk twitches across his face before it’s quickly replaced with a stern stare. “focus on me, baby, you’ll get what you want,” he promises, crushing his mouth to yours in a deep kiss that you moan into, your legs trembling around him with anticipation.
emerie pushes your panties to the side as your kisses start to get hot and messy. she slides her fingers inside of you, finding you as wet as she thought you’d be. her favorite part is when you struggle to kiss her back, clutching her shoulders as you gasp, “emerie—” against her lips. she gets you close, and you whimper, “baby, i’m gonna cum…” which curves her lips into an amused smile. “no, you’re not,” she says softly, slowly caressing the inside of your fluttering walls, “not yet, at least…”
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