Hiii!! This is my first time every requesting anything so I hope this is an alr idea cuz I've been thinking abt this lately
Kung Lao who likes being called a good boy, calling reader mommy and being submissive, especially in the bedroom, like he's into being told that he's been a bad boy and that bad boys don't get rewarded only good boys do, so he does everything to prove that he's a good boy
Thia idea has been in my head for a few days now lol
Earn Your Reward
anonnieeeee im sorry i took so loooong 😭😭😭this is an absolutely BEAUTIFUL ask, i am a bit weak for sub kung lao ngl 😔✊🏼
Pairing(s): Kung Lao x Reader
Warnings: NSFW, explicit smut, dry humping, mommy kink, degradation (eh), praise kink, kung lao himself
A/N: fruit salad, yumi yumi
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Kung Lao groaned, the breath leaving his lungs for a moment as he was slammed to the ground.
You had been training with him for most of the day, correcting his forms, teaching him small modifications to certain moves, and working to improve his defense overall.
And you were kicking his ass while doing it.
A small amused smile curled on your lips as frustration slowly took over his features.
He grumbled under his breath as he accepted your hand and let you pull him back to his feet, pouting slightly while dusting himself off.
“You good there?” you giggled softly, watching as he straightened himself up once again.
“I don’t get it,” he whined. “You’re so tiny and I’m so big. How can you even pick me up? I weigh like five of you.”
You laughed at that and shrugged. “Dunno. I guess I just have super strength.”
Kung Lao eyed you for a moment. “Honestly, I wouldn’t put it past you.”
You grinned and slipped back into your starting stance.
“I must say… you are improving. Good job.”
Kung Lao stumbled slightly at your words but quickly composed himself, straightening up and readying his stance again.
You began circling him again, your eyes glancing over his form.
“Better stance,” you hummed approvingly. “Seems you can listen after all,” you teased.
Kung Lao tensed slightly before scoffing. “Of course I can listen. I’m a great listener. The best.”
“Mmm,” you tilted your head. “Debatable.”
He pouted at you, rolling his shoulders as he prepared to spar again.
“That last move? That was good,” you said, giving him a quick smile, which made him straighten up.
“Yeah?”
You nodded, tapping his shoulder lightly. “Yes, really. Good job, Lao.”
He shivered at that and cleared his throat, trying to look mildly unaffected. “Well… duh.”
You lifted a brow at him. “Careful. That confidence might get you in trouble.”
“Oh yeah? What kind?” he smirked.
You hummed, returning the smirk before slipping behind him and placing him in a quick, effortless hold.
Kung Lao gasped and sputtered, quickly trying to break free, but failing miserably.
“My, my,” you mused. “Seems you haven’t learned yet. What a bad student I have.”
Kung Lao’s cheeks flushed pink as he felt a stirring in his pants.
He quickly tapped out, turning his back to you as he collected himself before facing you again, pouting once more.
“I’m not a bad student,” he huffed.
You looked at him, amused, and crossed your arms. “Is that so? Prove it to me then,” you teased.
He stepped forward eagerly, readying himself again. “And if I do?”
You smiled, sliding back into your stance as well. “Well, I suppose I can give you a reward if you beat me. That’s what good boys deserve, after all.”
A jolt of want ran up his spine. He suddenly felt desperate to prove himself—to show you that he could be good, that he was a good boy.
Just for you.
The two of you sparred a few more rounds, though you still held the upper hand. Between each round you corrected him and offered advice, slipping in the occasional praise that only made him strive harder to hear more.
“Nice recovery. I’m impressed.”
“Focus. You almost had me that time.”
“There you go, Lao. That’s better.”
“Look at you… finally keeping up with me.”
Each comment made him shiver, his body reacting more and more as the training went on.
After gods knew how long, he finally managed to pin you beneath him. You looked up at him with a knowing smile as he panted above you, a smug grin spreading across his face.
“Well done,” you teased, slightly out of breath.
“Mhmm,” he hummed, still catching his breath. “Now what’s my prize?” he asked eagerly.
“What prize?” you asked innocently.
He furrowed his brows at you, a frown taking over his features. “You said if I beat you, I’d get a reward,” he whined.
“I did,” you smiled, a mischievous twinkle in your eye. “But you have yet to beat me.”
He stared down at you. “What do you mean?”
“I never tapped out, Lao,” you smirked before flipping the two of you over and pinning him beneath you, straddling his waist.
He let out a stunned gasp, his hands flying to grip your waist as you hovered above him.
“Wh—w-wait…!” he stuttered.
You chuckled, peering down at him as you placed a hand on his chest, lightly pinning him in place.
“Didn’t we go over the basics, Lao? What happened to making sure the enemy was thoroughly taken care of?” you chided, raising a brow at him.
He let out a small whimper at your tone—one that made you pause, peering down at him curiously.
Interesting.
You hadn’t exactly expected this reaction, but you also weren’t entirely surprised things had gone this way.
Thinking back on it, it actually made a lot of sense—the way he had been trying so hard to win, the way he reacted whenever you praised him.
“I—Listen… I thought… I was distracted, okay?” he huffed, refusing to meet your eyes.
You hummed lowly, still studying him as you considered the situation in front of you. You lowered your hips slightly against his, feeling him jolt beneath you as he tried to keep himself still.
Kung Lao let out a strangled noise and forced his body rigid beneath you.
You let out another low chuckle.
“Distracted? How disobedient of you,” you murmured, feigning disappointment. “And here I thought you were my good boy.”
Kung Lao gasped at that, his fingers tightening around your waist. “I… I am…”
“Hmm?”
“…I am a good boy,” he murmured shyly.
You tsked at him, fully settling down on his now straining bulge, which pulled a small whine from his lips.
“I don’t know, Lao… you haven’t been behaving these last few minutes.”
“I-I have! I will! I’ll be a good boy!” he whimpered out, jolting when you slowly dragged your hips against his, sending sparks racing up his spine. “P-please…”
“Show me,” you said softly, getting off him and taking a few steps back.
Kung Lao took a few deep breaths before slowly standing up again. His eyes were slightly glazed over, but focused and determined.
You both began sparring again, Kung Lao going harder this time.
It wasn’t long before he once again had you pinned beneath him.
You smiled sweetly up at him. “Good job, Lao.”
He shook his head. “Nuh uh… Not again…”
You chuckled and tapped his arm, surrendering completely.
When he let go, you quickly wrapped your legs around him and pulled him down on top of you. He gasped and caught himself on his forearms, hovering above you.
“Wh—”
“Go on,” you cooed, rolling your hips against him. “Take your reward.”
Kung Lao whined and immediately began rutting his hips against yours desperately.
“Y-Y/n…” he whimpered.
You hushed him gently, whispering sweet praises into his ear that made him whine louder and bury his face in the crook of your neck.
He was leaking messily into his pants, his cock harder than he had ever felt it in his life. He hadn’t expected to become such a mess beneath you from something as simple as being called a good boy.
Your good boy.
The thought made something twist warmly inside his chest, leaving him desperate to keep being good for you—to prove he had truly earned this.
A high-pitched whimper escaped his lips at a particular drag of his cock against your heat, and he nipped at your neck to muffle the sound.
“Now, now,” you tutted softly, burying your fingers into his hair and loosening his ponytail. “Let me hear you, baby. Wanna hear your pretty noises.”
Kung Lao couldn’t help it—it simply slipped out.
“M-Mommy… ngh…”
You stilled for a moment at the sound of the name, making him freeze on top of you. Before he could move or apologize, you hummed and tugged gently at his locks.
“Yeah?” you teased softly. “Wanna be good for Mommy?”
He melted right back into you, nodding as he rutted even harder against you.
“Go on, baby. Doing so good for Mommy. Make yourself feel good against me,” you cooed.
His cock twitched violently, his leaking worsening as the reddened tip rubbed roughly against the damp fabric.
“I-I… please…” he whispered, his arms wrapping around you to hold you tighter as his thrusts devolved into pathetic little humps.
“Gonna cum?” you smiled.
He nodded weakly, mumbling a string of broken words and needy noises.
“Be my good baby boy and cum all over Mommy,” you ordered softly.
He gasped and shivered against you before spilling in his pants, his hips stuttering against yours as the pleasure finally peaked.
“S-so good… Mommy feels…” he mumbled through his high.
You let him work through his orgasm, rubbing his shoulders and back as he slowly settled down.
He stayed nuzzled against you, breathing heavily, his body coated in a light sheen of sweat.
“You good, baby?” you hummed.
He nodded lazily, his arms tightening around you.
“Good…” you murmured before tightening your legs around him. “Want to keep being my good baby boy?”
Kung Lao shivered at that.
It seemed training would be taking a bit longer than usual today.
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so what im hearing from all of this is that infold is under fire by the government and removing valko was a decision they didn't want to make but had to because of CN side pressure and government too. And they're going to bring him back after relocating to HK, and we should log in instead of mass deleting the game which could end up in EOS for global servers. And valko will allegedly be released again in october.
