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I finally caught up with you when your requests are opened!! I'm so excited 😭😭 I'm somehow always late to the show LMAO.
Request: how would the Farcry 5 men (the seed brothers) react to their gn darling who's a retired veteran and is pretty smart? They're not only pretty strong but hella tall.
You do not have to do this request as it might be boring but I hope you stay hydrated <33. Love your work so much Dovey 💕💕
This is fun! I’ve always thought that dep has some background in the armed forces. Always love seeing you in my inbox <3
Joseph
- Admires you for your strength and considers you an asset to his cause and his life as a whole, but gosh does it frustrate him at the same time.
- Part of him wishes you wouldn’t cling to your wrath (you may call it wit or prowess, but he cannot help but see it as such).
- So, he speaks and acts with nothing but softness and unwavering patience in your presence.
- You may fight back, revert to your basic combat instincts, but eventually you’ll realise that, no matter what, he adores you.
- Nothing you can do will ever sever the binding you two have whether you see it or not.
John
- The higher you stand, the further you have to fall. He sees you not as a threat, but as a tantalising test of his own mental prowess.
- It doesn’t matter what they taught you in basic, or what you learnt on the field; the second he has you in his clutches, you play by his rules.
- A physical advantage means nothing when you’re restrained, and confined to a single room.
- Your mind might be strong, but your heart not so much. The moment you love him as he does you, you’ll be equally weakened.
- You deliver a certain kind of thrill that makes him all the more enamoured with you in his own twisted way.
Jacob
- Admittedly, a mutual background in the military is possibly what caught his attention in the first place. He thought it’d make you easier to pin down, easier to predict.
- Alas, nothing about your tactics were conventional. Still, to Jacob, you’re just another predator to be tamed.
- No matter how hardened by battle or fate you may be, you’re still human as he is.
- Instead of starving and depriving you like other prisoners, he takes an unordinary approach. Killing you (or rather, your spirit) with kindness.
- No amount of muscle or arms expertise can dampen the call of relief in the wake of witnessing suffering.
- He feeds you, forces you on a pedestal above those around you; a stark contrast to the army.
- Like a dog leaving it’s pack for an offering of meat in the tundra, you abandoned any lingering hopes of resisting his clutches.
You were almost to John’s little torture chamber in the Gate when you could hear his voice getting louder and louder.
You think he was a little distressed from how high pitched he got. You wondered what was getting him anxious?
When you got to the door, you started being able to make out the context. From the sounds of it, John was trying to get praise from his brothers for capturing Pastor Jerome but he was only receiving more of a workload in return.
“Are you kidding me?!” You can see him pacing through the crack in the door. “I have him! I can use him to draw the Deputy out! That’s good news, right?”
“John, unless you have the Deputy there, I need to keep this line clear,” Joseph’s voice is on the radio. “You cannot keep calling at every little piece of progress. I need you to be more independent or perhaps you are not up to the tasks I have given you in Eden’s Gate any longer.”
“I am, I am!” John’s becoming frantic now, trying to control his voice to sound calm but you can see his erratic gestures. “I will do as you ask, Joseph.”
Then he clicks off the receiver and just crumples into a ball, making a little whine before standing up again. It was this behaviour that changed your plans.
You knew John was desperate for positive attention, having never gotten any as a child, so why not use that to your advantage?
“Family, huh?” You announce your presence and John whips around quickly, looking like a deer in the headlights.
“Deputy. How much of that did you hear?” He tries to arrange himself into a more confident pose.
“All of it,” you shrug. “They really don’t give you enough credit, do they? They expect you to fail.”
John’s quiet, regarding you like he doesn’t know how to respond.
“But you didn’t fail, John,” you approach him, getting close. “I came here because you’ve got the Pastor. Your plan worked. You’re the only one that understands me, knows what my weaknesses are. So why are they so awful to you?”
“I…you’re trying to twist me around your finger!” He hisses, grabbing you by the front of your shirt.
“I’m not, John. I’m just...I'm shocked, honestly. That was hard to listen to. Look, we’re enemies but I have a heart, okay? Joseph is putting you down when you’re actually right,” you touch his chest, over the Sloth carving.
“I am right,” he nods, more to himself. “Here you are. You came.”
“I did,” you hug him and he flounders for a moment.
It was a risky gambit but he eventually accepted it, holding you tightly. He ended up inhaling your scent which probably wasn’t great after your hike up here but his cologne was strong enough to compensate.
“I’m here, John. Here for you,” you whisper, swaying slightly with him on the spot.
The way he clings to you was heartbreaking. You started feeling pity for this man who you were meant to hate.
You turned his face to yours, kissing him and he reciprocated after a brief moment of surprise. Then he became very eager, trying to control the situation but you shoved him back onto a chair.
“No no no,” you straddle him. “You don’t need to do that with me.”
You’re unbuttoning his waist coat and his shirt, pushing them off his shoulders as you kiss him more and explore his bare chest. You trace over his tattoos, his scars before using a couple of fingers to tip his head up.
“Undress me, John. You’ve earned it,” you look into those desperate eyes of his, swimming with need.
“I’ve earned it,” he repeats, taking your shirt off, your undershirt and your bra.
Before he can go further, you force his face between your breasts and he starts kissing your breastbone before exploring every inch of your skin with his tongue. You let out a moan which encourages him further.
“You’re so good with that mouth, baby,” you writhe on him, feeling him get hard.
“Am I?” He looks up.
“Yeah. Just wanna sit on that pretty face.”
He stands up, taking you with him until he gets your jeans and boots off before lying on the floor ready. He grabs your hand to pull you to him.
“I wanna please you, Deputy,” he pleads until you get your knees either side of his face.
“Go on then, handsome. Make me cum.”
He dives up, tongue exploring you as you twitch from the sensation. You’d give it to him, he really knew how to eat a girl out and he was very enthusiastic about it.
You’re sure you were making a mess of his beard by now but you liked that thought.
“Fuck, John!” You came with a cry, your hips bucking against his mouth as the rush barrelled through you. “Such a good boy.”
You hadn’t meant to say that out loud but he responds with a groan as he cleans you up so you lean into it.
“Good boys get what they want. What do you want, John?”
“To fuck you,” he manages to get out when you lift off him. “Can I fuck you?”
“On that table,” you point, getting up and sitting on the edge of it and he’s between your legs within moments, jeans abandoned on the floor.
He slides his painfully hard cock into you and starts moving his hips, his hair escaping his meticulously gelled style to fall into his eyes. You’d never seen him look so relaxed.
“Tell me I’m good, Deputy,” he kisses your neck. “Please.”
“So good, John. You’re fucking me so well,” you wrap your legs around his back. “Give me more.”
He picked up his pace, shaking the table with every thrust. Your moans turned to half screams, goading him on by getting louder when he hit the right angle.
“I’m gonna cum,” he announces. “Where-”
“Keep going, baby. It’s okay.”
You hold him tight as he gasps, hips driving hard before he’s finally calm. You don’t stop holding him, gently massaging his scalp as well.
“I’ve…I’ve never let someone take control before,” John admits.
“I know, but I’m not anyone, am I?”
“Are you going to leave now?”
“No. I think I’ll stay here a little while until you’re alright.”
John cups your face and you see how raw he is right now. You couldn’t go through with your plan, couldn’t manipulate him. You’d seen the truth of John Seed now and he just needed someone to take care of him.
“Will you come with me to the ranch until I’m alright? I think it’ll be nicer than this place,” he asks.
“Okay but only because I know you have that big ass bathtub you can nearly swim in.”
“It has jet settings as well,” he cracks a smile. “Thank you, Deputy. I…I-”
“It’s alright, John. Let’s go make use of that ridiculous bed you have. Also, you may not know this about me but I’m a great cuddler. Just ask Cheeseburger.”
“You cuddle the bear?” John blinks.
“Of course I do. My options are the bear or Hurk Jr but I think I’d prefer it to be you.”
He rubs his nose gently against yours, “I’d like that very much.”
Summary: John wants to draw out every single sinful noise from your lips.
A/N: This was from a prompt sent to me! It took me a while, but it is finally done! @clicheantagonist (tagging you since you commented on the WIP 👀)
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While sharp breaths and whimpers were music to John’s ears, they were just the beginning of what he wanted to hear. He wanted desperate moans and cries. He wanted loud and delectable sounds coming from deep within your lungs. He was determined to pull every inch of desire from your lips.
He pushes you back against the mattress, keeping your legs pinned wide open as he grinds down against you. He keeps watchful eyes on your face as he carefully rests a hand across your neck. He rubs small, teasing circles against your pulse before he leans down to bite at the opposite side. He runs his tongue across the forming mark, pulling another whimper from your mouth.
You look around nervously as you walk up to John Seeds ranch unarmed, in fact with no weapons whatsoever on your person. Some of the other peggies look at you only remembering the version of you before you turned to Eden's Gate. You make your way to the door as people start whispering around the compound you knock on the door shyly. Your plan was to face your sins, the one sin you still endured and that was lust. Lust for John Seed. John opens the door to see a visibly embarrassed deputy. He glances outside seeing people talking as he grabs your shoulder softly pulling you inside before shutting the door. He looks down at you worried about why you were here. “Deputy, are you alright? Why are you here?” He worriedly brings you over to his couch and sits next to you looking at you intently. He didn't care that you once had a job to kill him, that's the point of salvation. “I.. I feel like sin is washing over me.” you speak quietly but loud enough for him to hear, you look down at your legs anxiously. He was somewhat relieved when he found out it wasn't the other peggies that had you like that. “Darling, is it one sin? Or multiple? You know I'm here to help, especially for stuff like this.”
He grabs your hands and takes them into his cause you look up at him, he seemed caring, he wasnt mad that you were filled with sin he just wanted to help. You blush at his nickname he gave you, and you look down anxiously. “Lust..” You speak quietly yet again. His eyes widened a little bit not quite expecting that from a little ol innocent looking you. “Lust is unfortunately a normal feeling, we just can't let it overpower us. That's the only way it is truly a sin. Do you know where all of this lust is coming from?”
You keep your head down and mumble “A certain person..” He can hear what you said but barely, “You need to start speaking up darling, have you gone and talked to this person about how you're feeling?” Fuck you hated how much this felt like a therapy session, you look up at him with weak doe eyes, “Im talking to him about it now.”
His expression goes blank before quickly getting a little flustered. “I'm proud of you for coming to me, But I really hope that's not the only reason you came to me. I can always help you no matter what deputy.” He holds your hands tighter as he looks deeply in your eyes, “And thank you for being honest” His tone changes to almost.. A seductive one?
“You know what's the best way to stop a craving? To give someone what they’re craving” He comes so close to you on the couch and studies your face carefully.
It seemed to you that he was sinning with lust too, he moved one of his hands to your thighs and the other to the side of your face before slowly pulling you into a kiss. You had no intention of this happening when you came over but god damn you were doing anything but complaining. He slowly moves his hands to your waist squeezing gently before pulling you onto his lap. He's quick to start to trail the kisses from your chin and down to your neck, your breathing grows heavy as he does so. Your fingers roam through his hair completely messing up its slicked back state, you tug on it slightly as he starts to move your hips on his lap controlling you just by gripping your waist. You forgot how lustful of a person John was. He places a soft bite on your neck before doing the same to your earlobe making a shiver run down your spine. You whimper in his ear quickly causing his lust to grow.
He tugs at the hem of your shirt quickly pulling it over your head and tossing it to the floor, he begins to admire your body, your scars and tattoos. He returns his grip on your waist before placing soft kisses along the top of your breasts. His hands slide up your body and around to your back as he unclasps your bra quickly tossing that on the floor by your shirt. He is quick to fondle your breasts, taking one of your nipples into his mouth sucking on it while softly tugging on it with his teeth. Your breath grows shallow as you continue to play with his hair, after a few minutes he pushes you up and off the couch before grabbing your hand and quickly leading you to his bedroom. He pushes you onto the bed as he starts to take off his vest, his shirt soon to follow. He tugs at your jeans holding your panties with them and you lift your hips allowing him to pull them off. He quickly climbs on top of you with his knee pressed at your heat.
He kisses from your neck painfully slowly dragging the kisses down till he reaches your heat, he looks up at your flustered face before placing a few soft kisses to your dripping core before starting to testing your clit with his tongue before dipping into your heat with his tongue sloppily tasting you and loving every second of it. Your fingers run through his hair squeezing it tightly as your thighs squeeze around his head. You moan breathlessly and it sounds like music to his ears though it's quite hard to hear with your thighs squeezing his head. He snakes his hand under your thigh and moves his mouth back to your clit before sliding two digits into your heat quickly pumping into you curling them perfectly to hit that one spot. Your legs start to shake around his head as you near your desperately needed orgasm. He speeds up with work with his mouth and fingers until you reach your finish, he slows down before taking out his fingers and licking them clean before licking up whatever he can from your heat. He trails back up your body with soft kisses before coming back up to your face giving him a long heated kiss with your juices still covering his beard. You take your hands down to his pants and start to unbuckle his belt eagerly, he reaches down to help and quickly frees his throbbing length from his jeans and boxers.
You look down admiring his girth and length, he moves your head with his finger under your chin so you're looking him in the eyes. “Are you sure you still want this darling?”
You whine a soft “Please~” and he dives into your neck kissing it yet again as he guides his throbbing tip to the head of your entrance, he slowly pushes fully in stretching your walls just perfectly to fit him. He starts with slow and shallow thrusts as he pulls away from your neck to watch how you reacted. You breathlessly moan softly looking into his eyes. “Faster John..” He listens almost instantly and speeds up his pace pulling almost completely out before sliding back into you. He helplessly takes one of your nipples back into his mouth, his beard slightly tickling you as you wrap your legs around him. What would Joseph think if he saw us right now.. You push that thought into the back of your head as John starts to grow rougher with you almost slamming into you at a fast speed. The sound of skin slapping together fills the room with occasional moans, whimpers, grunts and groans. You claw at his back as his thrusts turn into ramming into you taking your breath away every time. Your walls squeeze tightly around him sending him over the edge as he pulls out at the last second finishing all over your stomach, he grounds and almost whimpers as he finishes.
He carefully kisses you before getting up and fixing himself back into his pants before leaving to get a towel for you. “You okay darling?” He looks at you with a reassuring look before leaving to get a towel. “Perfect” You say with a soft voice while looking at him. He smiles and disappears before coming back with a wet hand towel to clean you up carefully. You lean against him as you snuggle while he wipes you clean, you look up at him starstruck. He chuckles looking down at you. “Would you like to stay for a while longer? Or do you have somewhere you need to be?” You give him a soft smile and gladly accept his offer to stay. He kisses your forehead before taking the rag to his dirty laundry basket, he goes over to his closet and finds one of his old hoodies and grabs it before coming back and helping you put it on. It was baggy on you and you looked so cute in it. “I can wash your clothes tomorrow darling”
He climbs back into bed with you as soon as he lays down, you're snuggling up against him with him holding you carefully. He strokes your hair lovingly before saying something that kind of caught you off guard, “If you ever have lustful feelings of sin again, don't hesitate to come back. I will always welcome you with open arms.”
smut prompts: 143. “You like messing with my head, don’t you?” “Only because it clearly turns you on.” baptist and the blade
Can you believe it, I actually finished one of these smut prompts from forever ago ghgjfksdl
Anyway, here's some Kit and John being the weirdos they are
Can also be read on AO3
MINORS DNI - smut under the cut
His arms were numb, pins and needles prickling his skin. He assumed he must have slept in an awkward way, stress often resulted in him sleeping in odd positions. When he went to move, he was brought to his senses as his wrists shook above his head.
"What the f-"
"Hello, John."
There was that sultry tone he so craved to hear. Having to sleep alone in his king sized bed just wasn't the same, he'd much rather have her coiled up in the sheets with him. Pale blue eyes stared out from the dark corner of his bedroom. Moonlight reflected off the point of the blade in her hands as she spun it against the cedar dresser she leaned up against.
"Deputy!" He suddenly didn't feel so bad about his predicament, knowing she was the one to stick him in such a situation. Trying to sit up, he shook his wrists a little harder. "These aren't just for show, are they? These are the real thing!"
She stepped into the silver light coming in through the open window, and the long line of her legs came into view. Bare, pale and smooth, her tattoo and scars on show for him.
"Straight from my belt."
Her knife gleamed as she ran its tip against her thigh, pulling at the skin but not enough to break it, just to leave a trail behind from where it kissed her flesh.
"Are you going to punish me, Deputy?"
She scoffed, "It's hardly punishment if you're asking for it."
"Am I being rewarded then?" He asked, barely able to contain his amorous glee at the entire scenario that was being played out. Pushing himself back against his pillows, the blanket slipped down his abdomen, revealing his own scars and tattoos in an odd sort of mating dance as his Cheshire grin spread across his lips.
She stalked towards the bed, climbing on to the foot of it, hands and knees dragging slowly towards him. Bright eyes flashed at the sight of the gold cross dangling between her curtains of red hair. She rarely ever wore her hair down, he was more used to seeing that damn braid of hers. Climbing onto his lap, straddling her thighs on either side of him, his cock was already getting hard and pressing up against the toned muscles of her leg.
Wearing only one of his shirts, he swallowed at the swath of cleavage he was given to feast upon with his eyes, and that mark of WRATH he'd personally carved into her skin above it as she placed her hand upon his shoulder, leaning down her mouth grazing against his.
"Hope you don't mind me borrowing your clothes. I didn't have anything else to wear and I didn't want to dirty the sheets with all that blood."
He swallowed, adam's apple bobbing as the cold bite of her knife dragged along his chest. "Hebrews 13:16. And do not forget to do good and to share with others, for with such sacrifices God is pleased."
"God, I love it when you talk dirty to me, John." She husked.
He smirked up at her, his grin as slimy as his personality. "Why am I not surprised that the sinner decides to mock me?"
"Why do you keep letting me fuck you then? Hardly the act of a devout man."
"You do so enjoy playing with my head, don't you?"
"Only 'cause it clearly turns you on."
Her hand slipped from his shoulder and caressed the length of his abdomen before falling between his legs, running her fingers over his cock through the blanket, making him hiss.
"So sensitive," she teased.
"You've left me wanting for so long, Kathleen. You can hardly blame me."
"Suppose that's true. And since those hands of yours are out of commission, guess it's all up to me to solve the matter, hmm?" Bringing the knife to his shirt, she slowly popped buttons free and the material fell away from her, exposing her bare breasts.
They weren't the largest he'd seen, but what they lacked in size they more than made up for in how perky and firm they were. Her nipples were the same shade of strawberry pink as her lips, already getting hard the longer they were exposed to the cool air of the room.
He licked his lips, expecting to wrap his mouth around each bud, pulling each little desperate moan and whine from her as she pulled at his hair as she so often did.
"I know where you're looking, John. My eyes are up here."
His ocean eyes dragged up to look at her smirking face as she toyed with the cross pendant around her neck, dragging it back and forth along the chain.
"Say it, John. It's just one word."
"Please?"
Her teeth dragged over her lower lip, pulling the pump pout along with them. Strawberry pink shifted into cherry red as the flush that started in her chest rose up to her cheeks.
"Such a good boy."
He whined at the praise as her nails clawed along his chest, catching against the scar tissue and his nipples. Gently stroking back up to his neck, as she grabbed at the hair on the back of his head.
When his lips finally connected with her it was like being given a little taste of heaven, that small bit of honey that helped make the rest of the tedium of the Reaping go down easier. Pulling and sucking on her nipple, teeth dragging over it as it became stiff against his tongue lashing against it. His eyes shone up at her, as he watched her eyes close and her breath begin to pant. Her hips starting their slow grind against him, grinding into him, using the folds of his blanket for the extra friction. All the while tugging on his hair, her nails digging into his scalp.
God, how he wished his hands were free to roam against her now, to feel every shift of the muscle below her skin, to grab at her other breast and show it the appreciation it deserved. To bless her entire being with his touch, but instead, he was forced to make use of the meager scraps he'd been given.
So lost in his own contemplation, he hadn't noticed the blanket had slipped down his hips, and she was now grinding against him, it was only once her slick began to drip down him that he took notice. His eyes falling to between his legs as the auburn hair of her cunt met with the black hair that tufted around the base of his cock. Her mound slid against the length of him, veins rubbing against her clit as she dragged it against him with long, slow strokes.
His eyes rolled back into his head just at the feeling of the wet caress of her cunt against him. Mouth slipping free from her with one last stroke of his tongue against her breast.
"Please?"
Looking up at her with the biggest eyes he could muster, desperate and pleading, bright blue darkened by his blown out pupils.
"You want me to fuck you, John?"
"Yes," he hissed.
Grabbing the base of his cock, she stroked her hand up against it, squeezing against it as she brought her fist up to the head, his pre-cum already dribbling from the tip. Leaning over, she spat down onto it, despite the fact that it was already glistening with her own arousal, rubbing her saliva up and down his shaft, coating him in her.
A gasp escaped him, as she stroked him, staring into his eyes like she wanted to fucking eat him.
"Please?"
"So impatient."
He dug at the metal that connected him to the headboard, hands slipping with sweat, he could barely get a grip. Tossing his head back against the wood, his hips thrusting up towards her hand, fucking into it deeper, chasing his release.
She tutted her tongue at his vulgar display. "John, please, you're embarrassing yourself. You're the Herald, you have an image to protect."
"Fuck you!" He snapped.
Her cruel laugh only made him more desperate for the torture to end. He was doing what she wanted, did as she asked, he was willing to beg for his release.
"Say it again."
His eyes narrowed, his mouth pulled into a straight line. "Please?" The word pulled from him begrudgingly.
"Just remember, you're the one who keeps asking me to come back. You got yourself stuck in this mess. You've only got yourself to blame, Baptist."
"Harlot."
She lifted her hips, and the sheen of her was spread along her inner thighs. Sliding the head of his cock against her soaking wet pussy, pushing it up inside of her as she slowly sunk down onto it, letting him fill her.
A low, guttural moan fell out of his mouth, as he could feel her clench around his length.
"Fuck." The word dragged from him slowly as he bit down on his lip, wishing he had a fist free to use instead. "Use me."
"Love to."
Her pelvis moved in circles, as she rode him, stroking his cock with the wet lips of her cunt. She knew exactly how to move her body to pull his seed from him, all while using him to get herself off, having him rub against that magical point inside of her that brought her to heaven right along with him.
He clawed at the chains of the cuffs, thrusting his hips up into her, driving himself mad as he panted heavily, desperate for more of her, all of her.
“Yes. Yes. Yes.”
He chanted it again and again as he was brought closer and closer to his climax. His head lolled back against the pillows and his eyes closed as an extended moan leaked from his mouth.
Fingers wrapped around his throat, her nails dragged down his chest over his scar. “I wanna make you scream.”
“Oh my God. Yes!” He fought to get the words out as his cock twitched inside of her. His muscles all flexing at once as he pushed himself deeper inside her velvet walls, rocking in and out of her, not letting himself slip free.
Driving her hips down onto him, she flipped her head back letting her flowing mane of red hair spill down her back, beads of sweat dripping down her chest and abdomen. Her muscles rippled under the skin, her scars and tattoos flexing right along with them.
She was a succubus straddled atop him but he didn't have the power or the restraint to tell her no. With each shuddering breath a high pitched moan squeaked from him, he was getting so close now.
His brow furrowed, his mouth falling agape as he squeezed his eyes shut. "Oh Yes! Deputy, yes!"
But before he could release, he felt the bite of the cold night air on his still twitching cock. He peaked with one eye, and she smirked down at him, looking all too pleased with herself.
"Can't have you getting off before I do, John. That's not how you treat a guest. Bad manners."
He threw his head back against the pillows and let out a frustrated groan. "Dammit, Dep –"
But before he could get another word out the slick lips of her cunt were pressed to his mouth. Now this was a treat he had yet to receive from her, and he was all too happy with his gift, making sure he showed her his appreciation.
His tongue lapped at every glistening morsel of pink flesh it could reach, licking long stripes up and down her, using her moans as a guide. Finally wrapping his mouth around her clit, her fiery red pubic hair scratching against his nose, her scent filling his nostrils.
There was nothing attending to his needs, not even her hand, but that didn't stop him from thrusting at the air around him as he closed his eyes and ate her out, moaning against her.
Big blue doe eyes stared up from between her thighs, checking to make sure she appreciated his efforts, and he was well rewarded with her fingers dragging through his hair, ruffling up his moussed locks, followed by a long drawn out moan that was music to his ears.
Warnings: y/n not used, Fluff!! Really sweet narrator!
A/n: if you don't like the warnings please don't read! PLEASE KEEP MY COMMENT SECTION AGGRESSION FREE!
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"Grant." Kai called from the bedroom.
Within seconds the large man came barreling in, racing to her side.
"Are you okay?" He asked. "Can I get you anything?"
"Could you make me come soup?"
Grant smiled, planting a kiss on her forehead.
"I'll be right back."
He made his way into the kitchen, grabbing out a pot and come chicken broth. He cut up some chicken, celery, and carrots. He then pulled a bag of egg noodles out of the cupboard, setting it on the counter.
"Hey, baby!" Narrator yelled.
"Yeah!?"
"Do you want some hot tea?"
"Sure."
He smiled, grabbing a coffee mug. Grant began boiling water in the kettle while he picked out the tea bag. When the kettle screeched like Harry Potters mom, he knew the water was done. Grant snatched the kettle off the stove, pouring the hot water into the mug and let the tea bag sink to the bottom.
He came back into the bedroom, setting the cup on the bedside table and taking a seat next to Kai. He smiled and tucked her hair behind her ear.
"Your soup is almost done. Are you okay?"
Kai snuggled into the blankets further, nodding and taking his hand, planting a kiss on his knuckles.
A ding came from the kitchen, catching Grants attention.
"Soups done. Drink your tea, I'll be right back."
He went back into the kitchen, grabbing a bowl out of the cupboard, and a ladle from the drawer. He poured some soup into the bowl and brought it back to the room.
"Here we go, I brought you some crackers too."
Grant went over to his side of the bed, snuggling in next to her. Kai took a sip from the bowl, the hot liquid warming her up.
A/n: 18+ I hope you enjoy this, I haven't been feeling to great about my stories since that hate comment I got. But people are entitled to their own opinion so they can have at it.❤️❤️❤️
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Y/n was sitting in between Juicy and Josh on the sofa, when a really heated sex scene came up in the movie they were watching.
"Oh shit, boys. Cover your eyes." Y/n laughed.
"look at that Josh, he's just going at it dude." Juicy leaned forward.
Josh started palming himself through his pants, he looked over at Y/n who was slowly rubbing her legs together. He smirked and placed his hand on her thigh, slipping it between her thighs and put pressure on her clothed pussy.
"Hey, Juicy."
"Yeah, what?"
"I think our pretty friend here is feeling a little anxious."
Y/n was looking down at Josh's lips and no longer paying attention to the movie, Juicy smiled and laid back against the arm of the couch, and pulled her to him so she was between his legs, but still facing Josh.
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NARRATOR, MULLY, EDDIE POV
Eddie looks over at the camera and does a stupid grin, he starts mixing together the butter, Brown sugar, and egg. (they're making chocolate chip cookies)
Mully started slapping the bag of brown sugar, and looking at the camera man as he did.
"You like that dose?"
Kevin sat on the couch blowing Juicy's phone up with bullshit memes.
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Bing....bing....bing
"AHHHH! SIRI! TURN OFF NOTIFICATION SOUND!" Juicy yelled.
Josh curved his fingers as he pumped them in and out of Y/n's wet pussy. He smiled at every sound she made, Gaege started rubbing his cock while he teased her clit.
Juicy's phone started ringing, the screen read Kevin.
"This son of a bitch knows what's happening and wants to fuck it up! I swear!"
"Just ignore it, Juice." Y/n moaned.
Josh pulled her onto his lap, she started rubbing her sex against his thigh, making a visible wet mark on his jeans.
"You ready for my cock, little girl?"
Y/n nodded, he pulled out his member lining himself up with her entrance, she sank down onto him moaning as she did so.
Juicy sat back and watched the show, rubbing his cock at a faster pace. Josh started to move her hips against his, making her grip his shoulders.
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Mully and Eddie took their shots as narrator ate one of his gummies. Kevin came over and grabbed the bottle of Jack Daniels and headed back to the couch.
"Hey." Eddie said. "We need that!"
Kevin pointed to an unopened bottle of liquor on the counter.
"Drink that one."
Eddie looked over at the bottle then back at Kevin...
"We were saving that one!"
Kev shrugged and took a swig of booze.
The boys heard Narrator start giggling to himself.
"Oh no he's lost it." Eddie said.
"Hey guys, what do you call it when you get soap in your mouth while you're singing in the shower?"
"What?" Mully asked.
Narrator slapped the counter and yelled..
"A SOAP OPERA!"
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"Fuckin hell you're tight." Josh groaned thrusting up into her.
Y/n laid her head on his shoulder letting him do the work, Juicy let out a deep moan as his cum began running down his hand. He pumped his cock a few more times and watched Josh release his load into the woman on top of him.
Josh slid his hand between them and rubbed her clit until she came. Gaege's cock twitched and stiffened at the way she cried out.
"Come here." He whispered. "I wanna feel that pretty mouth on me."
Y/n did as she was told, she slid herself off Josh's lap and turned to face Gaege who was now standing in front of the couch. She sat between Josh's thighs as he kissed her neck and whispered praises into her ear.
Y/n gripped Juicy's member and started pumping, he ran his fingers through her hair as she slipped him into her mouth.
Josh latched on to her neck and started sucking at her sweet spot.
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"Narrator! Shut up!" Mully laughed.
"Wait one more one more! What do a tick and the Eiffel tower have in common?....They're both Paris sites!"
Kevin fell off the couch and started laughing, Eddie and Mully stood there smiling and shaking their heads.
Mull let out a depressed sigh. "I wanna kill myself."
"You two are fuckin dad's, dawg." Eddie said.
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"Fuck...Fuck! I'm gonna cum!" Juicy said.
Y/n felt his hot liquid run down her throat, Josh kissed her cheek and pulled her back into him.
She snuggle into his warm body, he wrapped his arms around her, grabbing the remote and clicking back on the tv.
"Fuck that was amazing." Gaege said letting his head fall back against the couch.
Josh looked at him them down at his lap.
"Put your fuckin dick away."
THE END ❤️
(I'm sorry this took so long, I've been really busy with work and Christmas shopping that I haven't had time. I hope you enjoyed!"
WARNING: SMUT! oral (fem!) (pnv) (f!ngering) ------------------------------------------------------------------------------Gaege had recently came back from Australia from a "work trip" with mully and josh. i pull into the airport parking garage and make my way to the seating lounge as i wait for him. i grab out my phone and begin texting him.
"let me know when u get off and ur heading this way"
"k"
the conversation quickly ended and i put my phone up. its been a few months since i've seen him cause of the job he has but i cant be mad at him. he loves his job since he can have fun and do it when ever he wants to. gaege never minded traveling but i did. sleepless nights without him in bed with me seemed to last forever. i miss holding his hand or drinking coffee with him or just being in the same house as him. sometimes me and him would record videos with each other or he would invite me to record with the rest of the boys after convincing them. or sometimes he would use my office if he was fixing his computer and wasn't able to record. i felt my phone vibrate in my pocket. gaege had texted me
"baby im here wya"
"by the gift shops"
"k omw"
i placed my phone in my lap and waited for him. i soon spotted his pink beanie that had "NXPE" plastered on the front. i stood up and waved my hand at him. i saw his eyes shoot open and he started to speed walk faster over to me. once he was out of the huge crowd of people he sprinted over to me and hugged me so tight i couldn't breath. he let go and pecked my lips. "i've missed you so much" he said looking at me. "i've missed you too babe" i say admiring him. his hair has grown more and hes shaved his beard and now only has a mustache. "you look so....different" i began to rub his arms "yeah...you too....how about we get out of here and go home...i miss laying with you" he said pecking my lips again. "plus i got jet lag" he said leaning his head on my shoulder. "ok lets go" i said grasping his hand and we walked over to the conveyor belt to get his suitcase. after he got it we walked back to his car since mine was in the shop getting worked on. "wanna drive or are you too tired?" i asked unlocking the car "is it ok if you drive?" he said opening the passenger door and pushing the seat forward to put his suitcase in. "yeah thats ok" i say stepping in and starting the car. gaege got in and pulled his phone out and took a picture before uploading it to instagram. i began to back out of the parking spot before driving off. "baby you really have to go to australia theres so much cool shit to do" he said putting his phone down and looking at me. "you know i have a fear of flying gaege." i replied focusing on driving. " baby... but ill be there with you" he said placing his hand on my thigh. "its really scary still" i take one of my hands off the wheel and place it over his hand. "well...im not forcing you to do anything you aren't comfy with" he said giving me a warm smile. "i know...i love you" i spoke as i rubbed his hand "i love you too Y/N" gaege only would say my name if he was serious about something. it meant something to me when he said he loves me. every time he says it i get butterflies. he lifted my hand up to his lips and placed a soft loving kiss on my knuckles. "ive missed you so so much baby" his said putting my hand down. a smile crept onto my lips as those words fell out of his mouth. "ive missed you too...so has momo" i say giggling a bit. i interlock our hands as i continue to drive. the sun was setting. the florida palm trees and ocean making the scene so much more pretty. it reminds me of my first date with gaege.
i was 21 and gaege had just turned 22 at the time. "hey...wanna hang out...maybe go to the beach or something" he asked me, throwing his shirt on. "sure..its been awhile since just us have hung out" i say turning my attention to him. his hair was damp since he just got out of the shower. he was staying at my house for a bit since him and his roomate, jacob got into a bad argument. at the time gaege was struggling money wise, and wasnt able to keep up on his rent. "ok...ill get some towels and get dressed" i say going in my room. after a while i came out of my room with my bathing suit on. i covered it with a fishing shirt and a pair of black leggings. me and gaege drove out to the beach. i parked the car and got everything out. i took off my leggings and shirt. i put them in the trunk of the car. i took off my slides and set them in the trunk also. gaege removed his shirt as well and threw it next to mine. i placed the towel down on the white sand and sat down. it was noon and at least 100 degrees out so the water should be warm. gaege walked over to me with a 2 twisted teas. he handed me mine and cracked his open. i stuck mine in my mouth and opened it with my teeth, the lid to the can popping open. he looked over at me. "that doesnt hurt?" he questioned, taking a sip of his drink. "no its way easier than risk breaking a nail" i say holding my drink up to his. we cheered our cans before taking another sip. "hm" he said before setting his down in the sand and running over to me. he pulled on my arm and we ran over to the water. we swam for a while..or a few hours and when we got out it was sunset. absolute beauty. the colors all blended together perfectly. the sun was just over the horizon line and was a lava orange color. the palm trees in front of us made it 100 times better. me and him sat on our towels as we enjoyed out drinks and company. gaege made his move. his hand ran up and down my back. i leaned on him as we enjoyed the sunset. his hand glided up and down my back. i looked up at him. he looked a bit tense. my hand moved his jaw to look at me. he looked at me for a while. i moved in and pressed my lips against his. his eyes widened but he began to kiss back. his hand held the back of my head, deepening the kiss. when we pulled off his face was red. "im sorry" he quickly spoke pulling off of me. "why are you sorry? i was the one who kissed you? ....its ok gaege relax" i reassured him, putting my hands on his chest. "i...i liked it" he whispered "is this a..date?" he continued "sure" i say leaning in again. our lips pressed against each other again. i pulled off and started to rub his back. "see its ok" i whisper.
i drive down the packed highway and look over at gaege, fast asleep. i rub his hand before getting off at one of the exits. i drive down the familiar neighborhood to our newly bought house in the back of a secluded woodsy area. i pull up into the gravel driveway and put the car in park. i unbuckle and bring gaege's luggage onto the porch. i go back out to the car to wake him up. "baby wake up we're home" i say rubbing his cheeks. he groaned before waking up. "hey baby... we're home. i got your luggage on the porch." i say pulling away from him. "mmm ok jus' give me a minute" he slurred stretching his legs and arms. he stepped out of the car and slowly walked up to the porch. i stepped in front of him and unlocked the door. i grabbed his suitcase and brought it inside. "babe i could have gotten that" he said rubbing his eyes. "its ok go lay down, get some rest" i reply bringing his suitcase into our shared room. he followed me up the stairs "gotta nice ass babe" he said chuckling. "perv" i said looking back at him. we walked into the room and i set his suitcase down. "what...not allowed to look at the most amazing piece of art?" he said rubbing his hands up and down my waist. i could tell by his tone he was wide awake now. he started to kiss my neck. as much as i wanted to tell him to get some sleep. i couldn't. i needed his touch. ive been alone for too long and i have a chance to be with him again... as close as possible. i spun around and kissed him with so much passion. i truly missed him. we lied on the bed with him on top of me. i grew wetter and wetter from his touch. i was so deprived...i needed him so badly. his hands slid under my shirt as he began to kneed my breast. his knee pressed against my begging cunt. he kissed an nipped down my neck leaving love bites and kisses. he pulled off before he started to take my jeans off. when he got them off he threw them on the floor. once he saw the wet spot in my panties he tore them off of me before removing my shirt and bra. his hands crept down closer and closer to my begging cunt. he slipped in a finger, curling it against my walls. i let out a whine. "oh gaege" i moan. his face lowers down with my core. he starts to suck on my clit and kitten lick it. my hand forcefully grasps his hair. i push down harder as the room is filled with my moans. my legs close around his head. i whine more as i come closer to my orgasm. he removed his finger and sucked my wetness off it before burying his face deep into my cunt. my breath hitches as he tongue fuckes me agressively. i start to cry out his name and beg him to not stop. "oh fuck dont s-stop!" i cry out as my hand is latched on his hair. i feel my orgasm creep closer. "oh gaege im gonna cum!" i whine. "thats it cum for me" he said kitten licking my clit again. i felt a knot form in my stomach. before i knew it my orgasm hit me like a bus. gaege made sure nothing was left behind before dropping his pants. he let me recover for a second before positioning himself at my entrance. we both let out pleasurable moans. my nails dug into his back. as i adjusted to him. he slowly began thrusting once i let him know it was ok to start. his thrust gained speed. "ah fuck!" i whine as my nails dig deeper into his back. our moans were silenced once we kissed. he took this time to pick up his pace. his tongue explored my mouth. he stopped and pulled off of me. i sat confused. he lifted my legs onto his shoulders and began thrusting again. "you're so so pretty...i wanna see every part of you" he grunted. his thrust got more and more faster by the second. my hand were clawing at his back, leaving red lines down his back. our moans filled the air as we grew closer to our orgasms. his thrust grew sloppy. i throw my head back into the pillow. my hands grasp the sheets. "gaege!" i cry as i reach my orgasm for a second time. it triggered his own. his warmth filled my body. he pulled me up and rubbed the back of my head before placing a kiss on my head. "i love you Y/N"
Warnings: swearing, mentions of sex, slight touching.
A/n: I asked if anyone wanted some Your narrator fics and I got like after like after like, but finally someone said yes! So I'm doing it. I'm absolutely head over heals for this man so... HOLY SHIT IM EXCITED. I've gotta make this quick cuz I've gotta get up for work at 5am and it's already 10:44 pm. I hope you enjoy!
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"Look at her, man." Mully whispered to the boys. "She looks so peaceful."
Josh and Mully were slowly creeping over to Y/n with a bucket of water. Y/n was on the couch fast asleep, Grant was trying to negotiate with the other boys to not douse his angel with water.
"No dude, please!" Grant whispered, pulling on Mully's arm.
"Come on, Narrator bro. She'll think it's funny." With that Mully dumped the bucket over her sleeping form and she dove off the couch with a shrilled screech.
"What the fuck!" She yelled.
The boys, all but narrator were laughing and backing away from Y/n.
"You sons 'a bitches! How could you do this shit! I was sound 'a sleep and then you go and dump a bucket of.....You dip shits! This better be fuckin water!"
"Why wouldn't it be?" Josh asked.
"Well it'd be like you to dump a couple gallons of piss on me."
That had the boys break out in to laughter once more.
"Baby, I'm just as angry as you right now but....damn, you look good wet." Grant said in his deep seductive tone.
Y/n bit her lip. "I know you like it when I'm wet."
"Okay, you two!" Mully interrupted.
"I'm gonna go march my happy ass up those stairs and change into something that's not drenched. Good luck on sopping up that water boys!"
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Y/n sat on the bed Grant and her shared, she was scrolling through Instagram when there was a gentle knock on the door and her man entered.
"Hey, hun. You coming back down or are you hittin the hay?" He asked
Y/n put her phone down and held her arms out for a hug, Grant shut the door and walked up to her and wrapped Y/n in a warm hug.
"Did they upset you?" He asked in a hushed voice.
She shook her head. "No, I'm just cold...and the way you were looking at me down stairs had me feelin some type of way." She giggled.
"Oh yeah, so if I do this?" Grant slowly laid her out on the bed. He knelt down on the floor and connected his lips to hers, slowly slipping his hand down the front of her pants. "You'll be a good girl and be quiet?"
Y/n could feel him slip his fingers inside her, she bit her lip and nodded.
Grant trailed kisses down her neck and gently rubbed her clit with his thumb, he chuckled as she let out a quiet whimper.
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Juicy bolted back down the stairs into the kitchen, he grabbed Josh by the front of his hoodie and pulled him over.
"Dude, you have no idea what I just heard!"
"What did you hear?" Josh asked, thinking Juicy was just messing around.
"I was gonna go check on Narrator and Y/n, but all I heard was her whine and him let out some deep dominant chuckle, dude. I'm not fuckin playing."
Eddie leaned across the island in the middle of the kitchen, tuning in to what Juicy was saying.
"Dawg, what the fuck did you hear?"
Gaege motioned for him to get closer and lowered his voice to an even quieter whisper.
"Y/n and Narrator are fucking upstairs." They both started laughing like little girls.
"Guys we can hear you." Narrator said from the bottom step. Y/n was smiling, standing beside him.
"If you don't wanna hear shit like that, Juice. Then dont listen."
Mully came into the kitchen with a confused look on his face
Requested by: @boredbxtchz thanks for the request ❤️
Warnings: smut, swearing, Jealous Juicy.
A/n: Y/n is considered to be part of the boys, even tho she's a girl. She's just helping Gabby with a vid, she's not part of The Girls. I HOPE YOU ENJOY
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Y/n unlocked the front door and went inside, she set her purse down on the counter and turned on the light.
"Where were you?" Gaege's voice came from the Living room.
"Why are you sitting in the dark?"
"Don't take that tone with me. Where were you?"
"At Eddie's. Gabby wanted to make a video so I joined."
"Was Eddie there?"
"Yes, we were putting makeup on him."
Gaege shifted in his place on the couch, then motioned for her to come to him. Y/n walked up and sat on his lap, she ran her hands up his chest and connected her lips with his. Juicy let out a chuckle and squeezed her thighs.
"Are you daddy's slut?" He asked.
Y/n nodded and smiled.
"Good, now knel on the cushions and arms on the back of the couch."
She obeyed and got into position, she could feel him get on the couch behind her, his knees on either side of hers. Y/n heard his belt come undone, he literally ripped her panties and threw them behind him. Then pulled her skirt up, Juicy placed his cock at her entrance and leaned in close to her ear.
"You want this, Baby girl?"
Y/n bit her lip and nodded, Juicy brought his hand down to her clit and started to rub.
"Use your words."
"Yes! Yes, Gaege. I need you inside me, please."
That's all he needed to hear, Juicy plunged himself into her, they both let out moans as he started to thrust.
"You like that, huh? You like it when Daddy is rough with you?"
"Mhm." Was all she could say without screaming from the searing pleasure, he was sending through her body. Gaege began rubbing her clit again but faster, his cock hitting every little sensitive spot she had. He ran his hand through her hair and made a fist, pulling her head back. Juicy started to attack her neck, biting and sucking as her moans filled the room.
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Narrator walked into Eddie's house with Josh and Mully. They all stopped in their tracks when they saw his face.
"Why are you wearing makeup, dude?" Mully asked.
"Well it starts out like this , Gabby said Y/n was coming over for a video. When she gets here, right. They grab me, tie me to my gaming chair and start putting makeup on me....then when Y/n left, Gabby tells me Y/n hid the Makeup wipes so even Gabby didn't know where they are."
Mully and Narrator both started laughing, Josh smiled but tried to pretend it wasn't funny.
"My God, man. That's just cruel." He said, chuckling as he pulled out his phone. Josh went into his contacts and clicked Y/n's number.
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Y/n's phone started ringing and Juicy picked it up, he now had Y/n laying on her back facing him.
"Why is Josh calling you?" He asked.
"I-I don't know, don't answer it."
Gaege ignored her and answered the phone while still thrusting in to her, he mouthed "Be quiet." And then spoke.
"Hey, Josh, what's up?"
"Hey, so I assume you know that Y/n was over at Eddie's putting some makeup on him with Gabby, right?"
Juicy smirked down at Y/n, covered her mouth and thrusted into her really hard.
"Yeah, I know that. What's wrong?"
"Well, Narrator, Mully and I are all at Eddie's, and apparently she hid the Makeup wipes before she left. So now neither Eddie nor Gabby know where they are."
Juicy could hear Narrator and Mully start cackling and wheezing once more on the other end of the phone.
"So could you ask her where she hid them?"
"Sure can."
He looked down at her and raised his eyebrows slightly, wrapping this hand around her throat and squeezing slightly. Still thrusting into her hard.
"P-pantry." She answered.
"Did you hear that?" Juicy asked Josh.
"Sure did, has she been a bad girl?"
"Yeah, she left me home for hours while she ran off."
"Tsk tsk tsk, You teach her. Talk to you later." Josh said.
"Alright, Bye." Juicy hung up the phone and set it on the coffee table.
"Come for me baby, come for daddy."
His words pushed her over her limit, and she came all over his cock. Juicy fallowing after.
He sat back and pulled her to his chest, Y/n snuggled in and kisses his jaw.
"I'm not mad you know. I just really wanted to fuck you." He gave her that stupid grin. "You in that skirt was just..."
Maybe if you still do requests could you do mirage kissing reader as a suprise after they win a match in duos (they were already togther but they hadn't said anything publicly)
-Totally didn’t mean to, but you looked so beautiful. Shining in that final kill glow.
-Cameras didn’t catch it initially, since they did already catch some roll of you two celebrating. Weapons raised and smiles on y’all’s face. But then some intern somewhere calls out that as the cameras are turning to do some fade away or something, Mirage pulled you into a kiss
-Way better than some replay.
-Kiss was amazing of course. Beard itchiness and all.
-You still fall into his hold and kiss back regardless of where y’all are. But it does snap back into reality.
-They do pull you two aside and try to figure out if this should even be allowed.
-After all, it wouldn’t pull peak performance if you both were on opposite teams.
-Upon revealing how long the two of you had been together, they realize that it’ll be fine. They had no idea and neither did the fans.
-But boy oh boy, they’re happy about it now. Not even a full 24 hours after the televised kiss, there is fan art, stories, hashtags and y’all are trending
-People want to know everything. And since you two have been outed, you’re happy to obliged.
*sneakily pulls a request*
Could I have Mirage with a gn!reader who just really really wants to spend Valentines Day with him, but they're WAYY too scared to actually say it? So it's a lot of gift giving, compliments, and physical nudges (all while reader is freaking out internally) before someone finally makes the dumb trickster realize what reader wants??
Thank you so much, sorry if this is super specific and have fun with it!! <3
# ‘ OBLIVIOUS GN!READER WITH ELLIOT 'MIRAGE' WITT - VALENTINE'S SPECIAL
🫐 ‘CONTENT AND WARNINGS
\\ synopsis: you want to spend valentines with your favourite trickster, however, he keeps missing all your signals.
// authors note: don't apologize about it being specific! I had so much fun writing this! posted in time for valentines too!
Valentine's was close around the corner, about a week away, and you already had someone in mind. One Elliot 'Mirage' Witt. Before it was only a puppy crush, occasionally shooting him small smiles, wanting to hold his hand, however recently, it had spiralled, and you just fell harder and harder. Now, you couldn't get him out of your head but how could you just tell him you wanted to be his valentines? You couldn't! It was far too embarrassing, especially if he rejects you. After all, you wouldn't doubt there were more people than you wanting to be his date.
So instead, you formed a plan, one you weren't actually sure was going to work. Soon, you put your plan into motion, beginning with a sweet treat with a bakery you went to.
You found the perfect time to give it to him by going to the bar he works at for a late-night drink to 'unwind' and there he was, pouring drinks, as usual. And now there you were, with a box containing a singular salted caramel cookie.
"Mirage!" You waved, smiling at the trickster, who perked up at the sound of your voice, waving back as you took your seat.
"The usual?" He asked, already beginning to pour it. This is why you like him. He knew your favourite drinks, food, your fighting style, and he held open doors for you. Mirage was a true gentleman and you couldn't ask for anything more.
You simply hummed in response, retrieving the cookie from your bag, and placing it on the bar counter. "A gift."
Elliot was taken aback for a moment, almost over-pouring your drink, simply flicking his eyes between you and the treat, before sliding your drink to you and peering into the box.
"Oh... I hate this." He spoke at first, and your heart just sank before he laughed. "Just kidding! This is my favourite!" He practically beamed at you, and you returned the expression.
However, your interaction soon fleeted, his job doesn't end when you attempt to flirt with him, he still has other customers to attend to.
The second time you tried to gain his affection, was during a movie night you had with Octane, Mirage, and Crypto. Apparently gift giving wasn't the correct approach, it didn't work last time, maybe that wasn't the love language he liked to recieve.
You knew it was going to be a horror movie, that's what you had planned around. And you knew you were all going in your pyjamas. After all, your legend clothes would be so uncomfortable.
You were the last one to arrive, and they were waiting for you on the couch, a blanket folded neatly on the side.
Mirage's head turned, a soft smile forming on his face, again, as you walked in. Even if you didn't know it, Mirage enjoyed spending time with you, every time you walked into a room he was over the moon. Completely ecstatic with your presence.
"You look really good!" You spoke, even while not saying a name, you were looking directly at him, at his pretty hair, his pretty eyes, and the stubble that you could tell was freshly shaved. He was ever so pretty, he made the butterflies in your stomach erupt, and your heart feel like it was running a marathon.
You really liked him, no matter how many times you pushed your feelings away, or lived in denial, you liked him. No. You loved him. You loved Elliot Witt.
"Thankyou you too!" He remained with his peppy attitude, moving over so you could sit next to him, patting the empty space.
Everything was going exactly like you imagined, and so you sat there, listening to the idle chit chatter of the boys talking about the movie, and you'd occasionally come in with your own quip.
It wasn't until the jump scare where you really put your plan into motion. Your heart hammered and you yelped, practically jumping out of your seat. The position you ended up in? Your face in the crook of his neck, gripping onto his bicep.
"Fuck..." You muttered, letting out a laugh, hot breath on his neck.
"You alright?" He turned towards you, his smile even brighter than it was before. However, you still didn't let go of his arm, instead, tilting your chin up and looking into his eyes.
"Don't act like you didn't jump!" You teased, shaking your head, to which he mirrored your actions.
He took a moment to speak, laughing. "Nah! I wouldn't jump at such a ri- Uh.. Rid- Uh-.." He stammered, taking a moment to think before re-forming his sentence. "Stupid movie!" Mirage was obviously joking, and you couldn't help but notice Crypto staring at you from across the couch.
"Uh- Anyways." You spoke, fidgeting slightly, hands trembling as you asked him the big question.
"Do you want to.. hangout February fourteenth? You know.. Tuesday?" You looked up with hopeful eyes, shaking. You didn't specifically say Valentine's for a reason, at least this way, if called out, you'd have the benefit of the doubt. And you're so glad you did.
"Isn't that valentines day?" Mirage questioned, furrowing his brows, and your heart practically stopped.
You took a moment, acting confused for a moment. Playing dumb. "Oh? Is it? Hah." You tried to hide your disappointment. "Never mind." You slinked off of his arm, resigning yourself into the couch cushions, sitting in silence for the rest of the movie. Only laughing half-heartedly occasionally, you just hoped they couldn't tell.
You soon ended up in your room, legs tucked to your chest on your floor. You knew that he wouldn't like you. You knew it. So why did you get your hopes up? Idiot.
You stayed like that, curled in your room for a couple hours, just mulling over your feelings. It was sad, but there was nothing you could do now. Valentines was two days away, and Mirage, quite obviously wasn't interested in you. It was hopeless.
Sleep that night was restless, constantly waking up in a cold sweat from bad dreams, or the sheets being too hot. You were more tired after you woke up, than you were drifting off to sleep.
The next time you awoke, was not to your body temperature being unregulated or a bad dream, but instead to a knock on your door. It sounded awfully urgent and so you pulled yourself out of bed, body too groggy to even compute what was happening. That was until you saw who was there.
Mirage. That woke up you up far too quickly. Eyes as wide as saucers. He was sweaty, hair dishevelled and gasping for air.
"Fuck- Sorry. I probably don't... Look... Good right now." He spoke at last, and you moved to the side, inviting him in and shutting the door behind you.
However, you stayed silent, eyes on the ground, why was he running to you.
"Crypto told me you were trying to ask me out? For valentines?!" He seemed shocked at that statement, you didn't expect him to find out. It was awfully embarrassing and you couldn't even tell how he felt about you, about you trying to ask him out.
Before you could get a word in, he continued. "Is that true? Because- If it's... If it's true I'd really like to go out with you too!" And then you looked into his eyes, how hopeful they were, how he was like a puppy dog waiting on your answer, and you smiled.
"Yeah. It's true Eli." After a moment, he blinked once. twice. thrice and then grinned.
One step closer. Two. "Can I kiss you?" And you let him, let him melt into you, felt the butterflies erupt and your heart race, let him hold you, it's all you'd ever wanted.
Elliot 'Mirage' Witt, was officially your valentines.
you write so well for mirage omg!! I love your writing of him and I literally simp for him so much lol
I will get on my hands and knees and BEG for some mirage x gn! reader where they're just wrestling and having fun until something slips from either of them saying their romantic feelings for the other PLEASE
thanks if you do this request!!!
Training| Elliott "Mirage" Witt
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Reader: Gender netural | Mirage x Reader (romantic)
Warnings: none
Notes: Okay so I may have taken a scene from Daredevil and kinda drew inspiration from one of the romance scenes
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"You want to train with me?" Y/n asked, hands on their hips as they looked at Elliott.
They both stood in the training room's padded boxing ring; both dressed in their work out clothes: Y/n in loose clothing, joggers, and a tank top with Elliott in sweats and a tank top, shoes already off before stepping into the ring.
"Yeah, that a bad thing?" He asked.
Y/n's hands went from their hips to tucking into their inner elbows as they crossed their arms; "You think you can take me then?"
"Any day, any time."
Y/n laughed, "Oh really?"
"Yeah! Really!" Elliott argued, "Why think I can't take you?"
Y/n smirked, "Honest to whatever god is out there? No."
"Oh yeah?!" Elliott continued, "Well- I could!"
"Oh come on, be serious!" Y/n teased, "Do you know who I train with?"
"Yeah yeah, the murder bot!" Elliott waved Y/n off, "I could easily beat you- especially if a bag of bolts in a loin cloth can!"
"yeah? Fine." Y/n spoke, "who's down first loses, I win I'll tell Rev that you think he's just a- what was it? A bag of bolts in a point cloth, and if you win..."
"If I win you have to do the dishes at the bar and clean the grill."
"Done deal."
And they shook on it.
It was more fun than it was trying to win a bet. They circled each other for a good minute, Elliott throwing punches, Y/n dodging with ease, ending in Y/n grabbing Elliott's punch and throwing him back into the ring ropes. Elliott luckily caught himself before he could trip over himself and turned around the face Y/n again who just shrugged with a shit-eating smirk.
"You gotta try harder than that, Witt." Y/n fasely complained; "I thought this was meant to be difficult."
Elliott only came back fircer, Y/n dodging, they clearly pissing off their fellow legend. Y/n caught his punch again throwing Elliott, quick to throw Elliott behind them once more and-
SMACK
Y/n had smacked Elliott's ass, and hard too, "Been wanting to do that for a long time now. I can't help but touch the sweet cake, ya know?"
Elliott's face was red, but most noteably, his ears. He'd be lying if he said the ass smack wasn't welcomed. He turned back to face Y/n.
"B. Be serious!"
"I am." Y/n told the smirk on there face only got bigger, "I don't look serious to you Elliott?"
Elliott huffed in frustration. He rushed back at Y/n, who decided it was time to actually fight in Elliott's mind. Y/n grabbed another one of Elliott's punches. Elliott fought back this time: he refused to be fooled a third time and went for Y/n's legs. They quickly overstepped Elliott's sweep, and Y/n threw Elliot over there leg, catching him before he would loose his footing.
Something stopped Y/n. Maybe it was the way Elliott looked up and into their eyes. Or the desperate grip Y/n had on Elliott has on Y/n's wrist.
Y/n liked that.
The desperate grip.
The look in Elliott's chocolate brown eyes.
Y/n let go of Elliott's tank top, he hitting the the ground with a thud, Y/n's body following through, letting there hands support most of there weight.
It was silent, Elliott staring up at Y/n: neither seemed to blink as they stared another down.
"I like when you look at me like that." Y/n confessed out of the blue: Y/n's mind stuck in his chest next to there heart.
"U.Uh. l.l.like what...?" Elliott asked gulping down his nerves.
"Desperate." Y/n answered, "just like how you grabbed me to not drop you."
"I..." Elliott mumbled, "I...am..."
Y/n's head tilited in curiousity: Elliot could have laughed; he thought it was cute. Y/n looked down at Elliott's lips. Then, back up at Elliott in the eye.
It was quicker than anticipated, Elliott licked his lips subconsciously: Y/n leaned down to kiss him barely after Elliotts tounage retreated and Elliott's head came up to meet him half way. Desperation settled into content as Y/n rolled on there back; Elliot taking the top spot and laying across Y/n's bottom inbetween there legs.
Elliott pulled away for a moment: "I really wish I would of lost sooner."
Y/n chuckled, "You'd loose later too."
"No."
"Uh yeah you would."
"That a bet."
"You lost the first one."
Eliott rolled his eyes playfully, and Y/n chuckled once more.
So I was taking about being down bad for Mirage when I started playing so here and yes I kick my legs and giggle while reading my own fics enjoy
Summary: Mirage try’s to impress you but you let him know he doesn’t need anything fancy or cool for you to love him
Words 1.1k+
Sfw/ Establish Relationship/ Angst/ Fluffy End
“I’m sure I can hit that target no problem.” Vantage just looked at him. “You have a peacekeeper.” That didn’t seem to bother him he took aim at the target ready to shot. You walk over and grab the gun from him. “Hey come on I was going to do something so awesome.” You simply look at him. “I’m stopping you from making a fool of yourself. Again.” He crossed his arms but got another idea. “Hey octane wanna race?” You can see Octavio’s eyes light up he would never turn down the chance to race. “Your on amigo try and keep up.” Of course Mirage lost no one can out run Octane. “Nice try compadre but no one can beat me.” Elliott walked back over to you out of breath embarrassed. He just looked at you before heading to his room, where he remained all day. Back at the drop ship you say with Horizon and Valkyrie enjoying some tea.
Remember that Mirage has been in his room all day. You excused yourself to see if he was ok, getting no answer from knocking you open the door. “Hey Mirage you in here are you ok?” Was he crying? Yep he was. “Oh hey I was just uuhhh yea I’m fine.” You walk in and close the door gently you grab his arm. “No your not what happened?” He tried the hid the fact he was crying. “What do you mean I’m fine….totally fine.” Holding his hand but making sure if he wanted to let go he could. “Please Elliott tell me what happened I know you’re not ok.” He looks down and lets go of your hands turning away. “Do you think I’m a loser?” You didn’t even let him finish his sentence. “Of course not why would you ever think that?”
Those words played on repeat in your head. “No it’s ok if you do you don’t have to lie.” Putting his head in your hands you wipe a tear. “I don’t I would never think that I promise.” Now hugging him you cry with him. You don’t understand why the would think this sure he’s had days like this before but never like this. “I’m not as good as the others I can’t shot like Vantage I can’t run like Octane I can’t-“ you cut him off with a kiss. “Elliott I love you for you I don’t want anyone else.” He smiled and looked a little embarrassed. “I guess i let it get to me again sorry about that.” You hold him again and told him there was no need to apologize.
Seeing his heirloom trophy you grab it. “You’re the best in the outlands aren’t you?”He finally laughed grabbing it from you, heaved it in his hands. Like a child with a new toy. “Yea I’m Elliott Witt the best legend in the outlands.” He puts it back in the shelf and pulls you in for one last hug. “Thank you I really needed to hear that.” You mess up his hair and smile. “Anything for you now let’s get some rest you need it.” He doesn’t hesitate to jump into bed. Holding you close you tell him how much he means to you. He falls asleep with you him his arms and not soon after you always join him in dream land.
You wake up to him already gone, you start to get up as the see one of his clones. Soon after he walks in with some food and drinks. “Didn’t want you to get lonely.” He taps the clone and it disappears. “I got some breakfast for us.” Sitting up you grab the coffee taking a sip. “Thank you gals to see your feeling better.” He half smiled putting his food down. “Yea it just really gets to me something but I know you will never leave me for someone else here.” Taking another sip you question if he even made this food, not that it mattered. “So best legend in the outlands what’s the plan for today?” He dramatically make it look like he was in deep thought. “Well I was thinking we just hang out here just us how does that sound?” You giggle at his goofy nature. “That sounds wonderful.” You copy his dramatic expressions.
Making you both laugh, that wasn’t the first time you have seen him cry and it won’t be the last. But no matter what you will be there for him the same way he is there for you. “So what’s first in your list?” He kicks his foot on the ground like a child. “I was hoping we could cuddle some more.” Laughing again you grab him. “Cuddles with Elliott Witt I would be honoured.” He hold you close making sure he knew how much he loved you. “Thanks again for last night.” He still seemed embarrassed by it. “Yea anytime hey don’t be so embarrassed every one has days like that everyone crys.” He smiles a little happy you didn’t judge him. The love you for that. “After this I was thinking we could hang out at Storm Point then we could go to my bar and get some drinks maybe look at the stars.”
You zoned out half listening to him just enjoying the moment. He finally finished talking asking if that sounds good. You agreed only knowing half of what he said. “But till then let’s just enjoy each other’s presence.” He nodded playing with your hair as you both went to sleep again. Sure there was a lot planned ahead but for now there was nothing just relaxing. But he kept his promise and took you to Storm Point and made you a sand castle which he fell on top of. Next stop was his bar making your favourite drink and of course hovering you a show. His dancing and singing skills could use some work but hell it was funny to watch. As the day ended star gazing as last on the list. “The sky is so beautiful at this time.” He agreed in amazement he let you lay on his legs, he was at a lost for words.
Which never happened. “I’m so glad I get to spend my life with you doing this.” You say up looking at him. It harmed your heart so much. “I could say the same here I never would have thought this is how my life would go but this is so much better then what I could have ever imagined.” You both watch the stars until you fall sleep he smiles. Carrying you back to his room getting some more blankets and some water. Slowly you wake up a little confused. “Elliott?” He turns. “Yea it’s me go back to sleep.” You don’t protest letting dream land take you again. You feel his chest against your back he was so warm. Never wanting this moment to end. He kissed your head. “Goodnight I love you sleep well.” You didn’t have the energy to reply you just make a sound earning a small giggle from him. As the turns off the light you’re already asleep ready to see what tomorrow brings.
hihi! I saw you wrote for mirage aaaaand
spare some n?sfw fic where Mirage and reader are making out and Octane bounds in??
thank you if you fulfill this request <33
Cockblocker| Elliot "Mirage" Witt
Reader: AFAB/she/her|
Note: Guys, please put the pronouns/gender of the reader you wish, or I'm just gonna do whatever gender I feel like, this is short too
Warnings: starts with smut, ends with octane cock blocking, fingering, making out, 18+
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Elliot fell back on the sofa, his lips covered in lipstick along with his face, his shirt lost somewhere on the floor with his loafers...Date night was going better than expected.
Y/n climbed up on his lap, her hands holding his face, thumb pulling on his bottom lip.
"Hey there handsome." Y/n smiled.
"H. Hey." Elliot chuckled nervously.
"Aw...is my boy nervous?" Y/n teased.
"W. What?! No!" He blew off, Y/n raising an eyebrow at him, "oh just kiss me again alright!"
Y/n laughed, his hands resting on her hips as she pulled her face to look up at her, she leaning down to kiss him, staining his lips even more with the deep cherry red color. Y/n pulled away.
"You look good with lipstick on." Y/n chuckled, her thumb pulling on his lower lip, he leaning his head forward to let her thumb slip into his mouth.
Y/n chuckled, Elliot was biting her finger, no enough to hurt her but to make her feel it.
"Hey!" Y/n pouted, pulling her hand away.
"Ooo did I bite? Sorry."
"Oh you little!"
Y/n grabbed the pillow closest to them and hit Elliot with it. He grabbed one as well and hit her back. A pillow fight started, and they both laughed as they got up, running around the room.
Elliot got her against the wall, knocking down a frame on the wall nearby, she laughing as he kissed her quickly. Y/n hummed with closed eyes and a smile into the kiss, Elliot dropping his pillow and Y/n's pillow following after. She wrapped her arms around his neck, he kissing her sloppily, sliding his leg between her legs.
"Elliot," she groaned.
"Mhm...shh.." Elliot mumbled, "I've got you..."
Elliot unbuttoned her shirt, anxious to get it off her, exposing her bare stomach and bra.
"I hate taking these things off." He argued she was laughing as she pulled her shirt off.
"Leave the good stuff for last.' Y/n chuckled, unbuttoning his pants and unzipping them. They hanging loose on his hips, "yet again i dont know if I can keep my hands to myself."
"All at once is good, too." Elliot recommended.
"All at once is good." Y/n smiled.
Elliot's smile widened, kissing her happily, his hands pulling at her pants, getting the button undone and her pants unzipped he slipped his hand in. His fingers teasing her soaked clit, causing her to pull away and moan softly, two if his fingers pushing into her.
"Fuck.." Y/n groaned, Elliot, kissing her neck only caused her to lean her head back more and grip his hair.
"Hey! Sis!" Octavio shouted, opening the door, "Had to get Wattson to hack the door code, why'd you lock it-"
Y/n looked Octavio's way, Elliot's hand still deep inside Y/n's pants. Elliot looked his way at the group looking at each other in horror before Elliot scrambled to take his hands off of her and fingers out of her.
"Elliot, ow-"
"Sorry! Sorry!" He spoke, pulling his hand out of her pants and stepping away; her wetness coated his fingers and out of panic he licked them clean as if he was just eating chips.
"I'm...just gonna go..." Elliot spoke quickly grabbing his shirt and shoes before leaving, passing bu Octavio quickly.
"Dude." Octavio argued, "What the fuck!"
"me what the fuck!? You what the fuck!" y/n argued.
Relationship(s): Octane/Originale Female Character (platonic)
Words: 854
Warnings: None
Summary: Octane needs some love because he's a sad boi and I want to cuddle him.
It was the middle of the night when her phone vibrated on its charger from beside her. The nightstand buzzed against her ear, rousing her from the deep slumber that she happily cuddled up in. Groggily, and with sleep still clouding her vision, she fumbled around until her hand snatched the offending device from its charger.
"You up?" the text read.
"I am now. What tf do you want, Tavi?"
"I couldn't sleep." Ah. So that's what it was.
"Yours or mine?"
"Halfway to your place now. B there in like 5."
"Lock up again once you get here. Bedroom door is open."
With her final text to him, she placed her phone back on its charger -this time with the vibration alert off- and attempted to doze off to sleep once more. She quickly fell into that in between realm where you're not really asleep, but you're not exactly awake either. Every little sound was picked up by her ears, but her mind didn't register it. Not until the bed dipped beside her and a different kind of warmth pressed against her back. She sighed and turned on her side so she could face that warmth. It enveloped around her and pulled her in, lulling her back to sleep. She sighed in content as a pressure rest against her chest.
"Thanks for keeping your door open." Octavio murmured into her breasts, his breath tickling her skin.
"Any time, Tavi." she replied.
Her fingers automatically tangled into his short hair. It was such an ingrained action at this point. Her body had memorized his to the point where she could see behind her eyelids all of his scars and blemishes. Her fingers could map him out even in the dark.
Octavio wrapped his arms around her waist, holding her close as he cuddled into her figure. His hands skimmed under her tank top to scratch at her spine. He liked to do that. It helped keep him calm and grounded during the night when his mind wouldn't stop screaming at him. She, on the other hand, cradled his head against her chest like a mother would with her baby. She cupped his face and pressed soft kisses to his hair line. He'd hum and whine into her skin at this, which prompted her to softly tug at his colored locks to settle him.
"I'm sorry I keep bothering you." he started to hushly sob against her.
"You never bother me." she assured and pressed another kiss to his forehead.
"Stop lying. I bother everyone."
"That's not true, Tavi. You're wonderful to have around."
"I screw up everything. I break everything I touch." he sniffled. She could feel a wetness seep between her breasts.
"No you don't. I'm still here, aren't I? You haven't broken me."
"You'll get tired of me like everyone else. Even Ajay can't stand me."
"Ajay is your best friend. Sometimes best friends fight and they need some time away from each other. But she always comes back because she loves you. And I do too."
Octavio gripped onto her a little tighter, trying to stifle his onslaught of emotions. This was such a routine at this point. He'd always come to her, word vomit whatever was on his mind, cry a little bit, fall asleep, then inevitably he'll be gone in the morning and then deny whatever happened that night.
He was utterly broken in more ways than one, and her heart ached for him. Octavio Silva was a great man who was conditioned to believe otherwise. She's spent many a night trying to convince him of his worth, but the years of neglect and constant berating from everyone around him forced him to be distrustful of others. But that didn't stop her from trying still.
She consoled him as he cried, scratching at his scalp and pressing soft kisses across his face. She pulled the blankets up around them to surround the two of them in a comforting warmth. As predicted, he managed to cry himself to sleep after awhile. She knew he'd be gone before the morning sun could rise, so she took the time she had left to continue to soothe him in his sleep. His breathing was slow, and his heart rate a steady metronome. This was the only time he ever truly seemed at peace. When he was awake, he masked his pain with laughter and adrenaline-filled stunts. But here, like this, he was peaceful. She liked to tell herself that she had a hand in his comfort. And maybe she was responsible for a small part of it. Regardless, she was glad he had these moments.
Eventually she too fell asleep, her arms still wrapped around him as she cuddled him into her chest. When the sun roused her from her sleep the following morning, her bed was cold and empty. Not even an outline of his figure remained. She sighed but got out of bed anyway to get on with her day.
Tw/Cw: fluff and smut, nicknames, mirage being the literal best,
Sfw
-Imagine Mirage just flops right on top of you after a long day and just refuses to move cause to him your "warm and the perfect thing to lay on right now",
-Imagine Mirage just laying his head on your shoulder all the time. Like constantly. If he's tired, if he's happy, if he's sad. Literally just cause he can,
-Imagine Mirage being the little spoon alot. Like him just loving the warmth and comfort, but also loving to be the big spoon,
-Imagine Mirage kissing you in public cause he wants to show you off. A kiss on the cheek and if your lucky maybe one on the lips,
-Imagine you enter your room one day and see that Mirage has turned it into a giant pillow fort and has set up a "movie date",
-Imagine Mirage waking you up with tones of kisses. just straight up kissing you all over your face,
-Imagine not being able to find some of your clothes, only to find Mirage wearing them,
-Imagine exercising and training with with Mirage. It's just hell for both of you. Tired, sweaty and just absolutely exhausted,
-Imagine Mirage and his clones following you around, trying to annoy the living shit out of you,
-Imagine Mirage's clones begging for a kiss when they see you kiss Mirage on the cheek. I mean, free entertainment for Mirage,
Nsfw
-Imagine Mirage just absolutely worshiping your body during sex. Like leaving kisses all over or just saying how beautiful you are to him,
-Imagine praising Mirage for the first time during sex and he just kinda freezes. You thought you made it weird so you went to stop when he stopped you. "Wait... please say that again",
-Imagine Mirage always teasing you about how he "might just use my clones to help me fuck you" until one day he actually does it. You might be limping for awhile,
-Imagine teasing Mirage to the point where he's crying and begging for you to just let him cum. His hair messy and himself a mess aswell,
-Imagine sucking off a tired Mirage and all you can hear from him are just tired moans and groans,
-Imagine tying Mirage to the bed with his own belt or his own clothes,
-Imagine absolutely covering Mirage's neck in hickeys and bites, and making sure they're visible,
-Imagine Mirage pulling you aside, away from the crowds and just full on making out with you, very passionately as he just can't help but grab at your waist,
-Imagine pulling Mirage's hair abit to rough and him just letting out the loudest moan ever. So loud that after he coverd his mouth and went all red from embarrassment,
-Imagine sitting in Mirage's lap as he jerks you off, roughly. And just kissing you over and over again to muffle your moans,
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