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i only write for mortal kombat. especially bi-han, kuai liang and tomas vrbada. but i'm willing to write for multiple mk men!
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Hi I’m a bit embarrassed to say this lol, that’s why I’m anonymous. Can you please write headcanons for Bi Han, Liu Lang, Geras, Tomas and Raiden with someone who uh, really really likes to suck their cockk 🫣
😳
i sure as hell can anon🫦
explicit content under the cut
Sub-Zero
knowing bi han stubborn ass he's gonna claim it gets in the way whenever you ask more often than not, but as soon as he picks up on your fixation...you can literally do no wrong
most times he takes control, other times the dome is so overwhelmingly good he grunts constantly and gets lightheaded, but don't tell nobody 🤫
you'd be surprised with the amount of praise he gives you. it would even go to point of him noticing differences and similarities between present and past with how skilled you were. leave it up to him to make everything into fighting terms (he doesn't know how to express his emotions give him a moment😹)
Liu Kang
at a loss for words tbh. he knew you loved getting intimate with him but specifically giving him oral caught him off guard. this is only bc he's used to being dominant and making sure you're pleasure comes first that he's like woah, you're quite eager there 😲
he wouldn't be one to deny you though. in a way he's still prioritizing your pleasure since you are indeed receiving it from giving him head, and was not one to ever complain!
he's not one to have or show his ego, but damn, the lewd sounds that come from your mouth and the sight of you clearly enjoying yourself does make him feel like the luckiest god there is. to have you all to himself in this portion of his lifetime is the absolute highlight and he'll never forget it
Geras
ik geras isn't some giant monster man but he absolutely has a giant monster co-
you can barely even reach past the middle, and you want to keep doing that? okay, he thinks, by all means do what makes you both happy in the end
secretly worried for your jaws and sometimes your throat. he's gonna keep asking if you're okay and would prob be very confused/concerned if tears started falling from trying to take all of him. you gotta explain it's all part of the process and you enjoy it. he might not ever understand everything about mortals, but he sure loves the pleasure while he learns
Smoke
i 1000% believe that tomas is super sensitive around his dick. like, regular sex is already one thing. but...superb head from you? he MIGHT just die
theoretically speaking you wouldn't be able to pin him down while you suck him off but a girl can dream, let's throw logic out the window real quick. he'd lose his fucking mind and start muttering praises in czech
he does prefer to pleasure you BUT who would he be to say no to you?? he gets bomb head on a regular basis and a hot partner to do it. he wouldn't even have time to ask you for it because you keep telling him you will/you want to. if you really bout it, you'll discover he'd definitely be into getting oral in a secluded public space like the bathroom or training room
Raiden
like i always say, he may come off as a shy cutie (which he is) BUT when that dark side comes out it's over
i feel like he's a switch. so, whenever you ask if you can do a lil vacuum action it always starts the same way, but never ends the same way
it starts with him shyly agreeing letting you do your thing then bam, he either starts pushing your head down more and makes you go at the pace he wants OR you're just too good and make him squirm, buck, whine, and tremble. it's always a gamble but hey, i like these odds, don't you? you two equally go back and forth with pleasuring each other and he even worries he'd get selfish but like who cares mf im tryna hear you 😮💨
please dom bi han x dom fem reader, no one wants to give up control, The reader is quite strong, which prevents Bi Han from taking control, and the reader is a pyromancer (English is not my first language, I used Google Translate to write this)
this was delicious to write oh my god dom bi han and dom reader we love this sm i think i went overboard with it cuz i got too into the feels ahsdsghdsfs but let me know if it was expectations anon :>>
enjoy! <3
Pairing/s: Bi Han x Fem!Reader
Warning/s: (18+) SMUT, both dom characters, dirty talking, degradation, p in v sex, cowgirl, afab anatomy, pyromancer reader
Word Count:
Author's note: the italicized text in the dialogue means that they're like moaning muttering it under their breath.
"mmmm what would your lord liu kang say if he saw you like this..." bi han smirked as he tightened the icy hold he had on your waist while aggressively thrusting his cock up in and out of you, his balls slapping against your ass, "fucking the man who betrayed the realm, can't resist the pleasure he gives you."
there was amusement on his face as he watched you hold back your delicious moans by biting your lower lip, but unconsciously one or two sounds would slip out and it was music to his ears. bi han was also obsessed with the way you had a fiery look fixated on him and your hands engulfed in flames.
"oh don't be mistaken bi han━ohmmfuck━i may be reacting this way, but it's so obvious that it is you who can't get enough of me." you barked back with a smug grin.
he rolled his eyes, "are you so cock-drunk already for you to━hnngg━spew out ridiculous things? you're practically━mmfucking tight━begging me to take control." bi han hated how your cunt feels and how it hugs his cock so well, "don't embarrass yourself, my little flame. give in."
bi han then trails his ice-covered hands to grab and massage your bouncing breasts, the soft warm flesh heating up his hands. you shivered from the cold feeling causing your nipples to harden and bulge out, bi han lets out a satisfying hum as he runs his fingers across the hard nubs, earning him a breathless moan from you. he then moves one of his hands to your neck, giving a quick squeeze before continuing its ascent to cup your cheek. his thumb moves to run the pad of it across your lips, loving the way you automatically know what to do next; you obediently open your mouth and stick his thumb in, eagerly sucking it.
his deep laugh rumbles you, "is this truly the top pyromancer of the shirai ryu kuai liang has been boasting about?━so perfect f'me."
you pull his thumb out with a pop, "you are truly insufferable, sub-zero." shooting him a dirty look as you grab his hands and hold them in your flamed hands to melt off his iced palms, "scared to admit that you just can't handle a woman like me?"
hypnotized by the alluring feeling of your pussy contracting around and moving up and down his cock as its sounds of lewd squelching touched his ears, he attempts to sit up━to flip you over and take his pleasure by force━but you push him down effortlessly with one hand which made him let out a frustrated groan. as much as he could, it seemed like bi han struggled to overpower the heat you exuded; the burning sensation of your fire holding his wrists overstimulating his senses that it had him increasing the speed of his thrusts and growing harder by the second inside you.
but he'd rather die than admit it.
you watch as his eyebrows furrow and a strained scowl is plastered on his face━for someone who masters the art of ice, irritation burns through him too easily. you enjoy toying with him, even before everything that happened; you would push his patience past the limit, ignore his authoritarian position by answering back at him, tease him in front of all his subordinates, and you would downright decline his orders. it was truly such a fun game for you since you were the only one who willingly matched his energy, loving the power of being the one to put him in his place.
"do not think for a second that━fuuuck such a good pussy━you could ever affect me." a poor attempt at recomposing himself, you could practically feel him slowly descending, "you must be mistaking me for tomas; stupid and eager."
oh jealousy, a tough but fragile facade that exposed more of bi han's weak spots than anything else.
"you're absolutely too easy to read, grandmaster."
A/N: PHEW what a man let me tell ya, thanks so much for the request anon hehe i enjoyed writing this i had to pause a few times while imagining it
for some reason i have multiple unfinished fics and i keep starting new ones. i’m making no progress ahhh somebody please smack me silly so i can get back on track !!!🥲
expanding on this post, specifically when i mention how unfair he is regarding attention from others
warnings: again, abusive relationship. johnny being annoying. smut w degradation and sadism (not explicitly consented to)
notes: guys i'm starting to think we can't fix him...
•dark star!johnny cage, as previously mentioned, loves having you hang off of his arm like a pretty handbag. you're his accessory on the red carpet and he prefers to keep it that way. he'll strut and pose while you stand behind him and look pretty.
•you guys are getting ready for the red carpet event that leads into a cast interview for ninja mime 3.
•"i can't have you looking too good, sugar. you'll take all the attention." he says as you twirl around in your fancy dress, one that's sure to match his outfit. when you guys are in public, you need to match. it's like his only requirement. it's not a hard task either, since this man's wardrobe is DIVERSE. he's got that stupid coat in all colors
•god that coat is so stupid and dumb and oversized he's such a cornball but GOD DO YOU LOVE FUCKING HIM WHILE HE KEEPS IT ON LMFAO SORRY ANYWAY
•johnny's hand rests confidently on the small of your back, though he's doing it to guide you rather than comfort you. he discreetly uses it to move you along, but stops in his tracks at a young girl holding an MTV labeled microphone. she looks to be about nineteen, maybe twenty. she smiles, batting her lashes at your boyfriend and pays minimal attention to you.
•i should say, you have your chunk of fame, but it's from being johnny's girlfriend. only his real fans know your name. it's always been "johnny and his latest fling," "cage's match," "johnny and that one girl." this was fine with you. your boyfriend would prefer it that way.
•back to the girl, though. she stands, a little nervously on the carpet waiting to catch actors, and ended up scoring the lead star. she introduces herself and opens by saying she won an MTV raffle to interview celebrities on the red carpet. she's awkward, but her smile is bright and her body is defined under her little dress.
•johnny makes an obvious effort at showing his interest in her, lowering his sunglasses down his nose and drinking in her view top to bottom and back again. you can't argue back. you won't argue back. not in public. smiling a sweet smile, your fingernails dig into your palms.
•"aren't you the cutest little thing?" johnny says, grabbing her face and leaning in close. "could just eat you up." and the girl almost collapses at his advance, knees buckling as she anxiously reads through the bland interview questions. johnny smirks that classic smirk and answers in his typical fashion, referring to himself as "sexy face" and "the boom" as he rambles on and on about how much work it takes to be as perfect as he is.
•as he's enamored with this complete stranger, you feel a hand on your bare shoulder. you spin around and see one of johnny's co-stars! he greets you with a grin and says you look great, putting a hand on your arm to show his sincerity. it feels warm, it feels genuine. for a moment, it feels better than the love that johnny gives you, if you could even call it that.
•the thoughts are abruptly ejected from your mind when johnny reaches across from you and grabs a fistful of the co-star's dress shirt, holding him in place. honestly, this man probably looks like a peacock rn, showing off his feathers by standing tall and wearing that dumb blue coat. sillies aside, the co-star immediately tenses up and puts his arms up in a surrender pose. johnny pauses and looks around, people are horrified at the sight and what could've come of it. his eyes lead to you, and he groans to himself, releasing the other man and grabbing your wrist, not hard enough to raise eyebrows but enough to tell you he was fuming. his giant sunglasses conceal his furrowed brows and glaring eyes. if there's one thing he'd save, it'd be his reputation. the last thing he wants is an assault charge on a co-star, so who better to take it out on than his girlfriend?
•johnny pulls you away from the cameras and ogling eyes, slamming the door to the women's bathroom and locking it. almost immediately, he's towering over you, holding you by your shoulder against the door and pointing in your face with the other.
•"you're a fucking whore," he says with a nasty tone. "you enjoy getting men's attention, don't you? you just love pissing me off." he grabs your face, squishing your cheeks but it's nowhere near a cute gesture. "who do you belong to?"
•"you—" you muffle out, afraid to look at him when he gets like this. the sunglasses make it easier. that is, until he tucks them into the collar of his shirt to get a better look at you. his eyes are animalistic, wildly infuriated that you even bothered to give another man a smithereen of attention. "i belong to—"
•SMACK. johnny backhands you, the ring sending a nasty red streak across your face. you whimper, legs weakening. it's just a damn shame you're a masochist, huh?
•"speak up," he commands, now caressing that part of your face. "i'm only asking one more time. who do you belong to?"
•like some kind of sick and twisted game, johnny's hand lifts one of your legs, holding it up by your thigh. before you'd get the chance to use your voice properly, his hand expertly lifts up your skirt enough to swipe two fingers across your shamefully wet panties. you yelp out and grab hold of his sleeves to stabilize yourself. he chuckles breathily, momentarily forgetting to be angry.
•he watches your face contort as he applies pressure with two rough fingers on your pulsating clit. it's like he's trying to make responding difficult. you put a hand over your mouth to muffle your noises of protest, but johnny removes your hand and pins it above your head. he uses his legs to divide yours, the closeness now intoxicating with his expensive cologne. you can feel his hot, hard cock on your thigh, but we'll get to that later.
•"not... not here–" you try to protest, but end up involuntarily moving your hips to relieve the pressure he's putting on your clit. johnny, still mad but now also amused, leans into your ear.
•"you wanna be a whore? i'm gonna make you one, whether you like it or not."
•johnny removes his hand from your panties and admires the shine on the pads of his fingers. he chuckles and forces them into your mouth, which you lick reluctantly, looking downward.
•"eyes on the prize," he purrs, making you look up at him through your lashes.
•"i'm sorry," you mumble out, a trail of saliva from his fingers dribbling down your lips when he pulls them away. "i belong to you, sir."
•"fuckin' prove it then," he replies in a deep grumble, one his other hand to push you to your knees by your neck and the other fumbling with his stupidly large belt. his cock springs free, and you swear that thing is never not hard. homeboy's probably gettin ED at 39.
•both good and bad johnny strike me as a 7.5 incher, cut with a pink tip and a slight curve. and yes, he waxes. of course he waxes, have you looked at the fucker?
•should also mention, when it comes to sex, he is entirely focused on himself. very rarely will he eat you out or rub your clit as he fucks you, unless he's trying to prove a point that he can treat you better than any other man. tragically, he's treating this instance as a need for a punishment, where you need to serve him.
•he holds your pretty hair together like a ponytail and pushes you forward, pressing his flushed tip against your pillowy lips. he doesn't even need to say "open," you do so willingly and hold your tongue out the way he likes.
•"you gonna take me like the slut you are?" johnny asks with a little groan as his tip smacks against your tongue. all you can do is nod before he thrusts, his shaft being caressed by the fleshy insides of your mouth. you curse yourself mentally for not fixing that gag reflex he hates so much as you do indeed gag on his dick while it hits the back of your throat. you silently wish he got into the habit of easing himself in rather than shoving full force.
•even though dark star!johnny is more dominant, he still whimpers, even if he hates to admit it. when the tip kisses the back of your throat, he lurches forward a tad, letting out a sweet whimper before composing himself again.
•also i'm so glad the mk fandom just all agrees he whimpers isn't that so funny
•"you gonna start sucking, or am i fucking that pretty face myself?" he asks through gritted teeth, thrusting a little deeper to warn you. you gag again and try your hardest to shake your head.
•"good girl, for once," johnny mumbles. "sit still."
•johnny removes his throbbing cock from your throat, only for a moment. still holding your hair back, he gently thrusts his tip repeatedly against your lips, shuddering when he feels the groove of the head pop in and out as it catches on your lips. his salty precum coats your tongue, which you kitten lick up straight from the slit. his lips part to let sweet moans drip out, eyeing you down and pleased with his actions.
•he pulls out fully for a moment, fumbling in his front pocket to grab his phone and hitting record with the camera aimed down at you. he smiles wickedly, biting his lower lip.
•"you better suck me off nice and good, doll, or the whole world is gonna see what a little slut you are," he growls, reaching down to grab your chin and angle you upward. you make eye contact with the camera and open your mouth, letting your tongue loll out. johnny places a thumb on your tongue and presses down, admiring the view. his hand moves back down to his cock, stroking it a couple times before smacking it on your cheek.
•"what if someone hears us?" you whisper out, eyelids fluttering. johnny scoffs and rubs himself against your warm tongue again.
•"then they'll know i own you," he replies with a smile. "open." and so you open your mouth even more, and johnny thrusts himself into you again, this time at a less than sweet pace.
•since it's not the first time, you're sure to look up at the camera as he uses your mouth relentlessly. johnny's hand pushes down hard on the back of your head, forcing you to take his full dick down your throat for a couple of seconds. you gag again despite your best attempts to hold your breath, and his head leans back as he lets out a long, breathy moan.
•"you're fuckin' killin' me here," he moans out, head still thrown back. "ohh, you know i hate doin' this to you, but you gotta know not to toy with me. gotta learn your lesson, yeah? yeah?"
•as he asks you, he places a crisp, firm smack on your cheek again with his dick still inside, making you yelp again. the vibration of your voice rattles his shaft and it makes him twitch, his thighs buckling inward. you have to hold onto his hips so you don't topple over.
•after some time of ruthlessly throatfucking you, you feel his thigh muscles tense up and his thrusts grow increasingly more staggered. his cock doesn't reach the back of your throat as rhythmically as it did and he was starting to lean over you, pushing his hands on the sides of your neck to keep him upright. his delicious moans and groans start turning into breathy whimpers as he desperately chases his release. you feel yourself getting lightheaded from the lack of breathing, only able to get gasps of air in between his cock stuffing your mouth. you look straight ahead for a moment and stifle a laugh at a ring of your lipstick painting the base of his dick.
•pocketing his phone momentarily, johnny uses a hand to pull the bottom of his shirt up to his teeth, biting down on it and revealing his gorgeous, glowing torso. his eyes clench shut as he leans forward again with the bundle of cloth in his mouth.
•"— ngh — 'm not having you ruin th' shirt, was expensive — oh, fuck —"
•all you can do is let out pathetic gurgling noises and gasps as you're used like a fleshlight. johnny starts to struggle holding the phone upright, so he hands it to you with shaking hands.
•"hah... you record," he commands breathily, shoving the phone into your palm. at this point too cock-drunk to protest, you flip the camera and angle it toward yourself like a high-angle selfie. you bat your damp lashes as prettily as you possibly can given the circumstances. johnny wipes your dripping mascara with his thumb.
•on a home stretch, johnny picks up the now brutal pace and you try hard to not scrape your teeth along his shaft but it gets increasingly difficult to angle your mouth properly. he bites down hard on the shirt, face scrunching up as he reaches his orgasm.
•leaning over your body, johnny lazily thrusts into your mouth and you feel his hot, sticky semen coat the walls of your throat. he lets out a little gasp at each pulse of his cock, and you take his moment of vulnerability to suck him dry, feeling him throb hungrily. when he's fully emptied, you remove yourself and swallow, confirming the action by opening your mouth and showing the camera. johnny's tip leaks even after pulling out, twitching upward as he rides the final waves of his high.
•johnny lets out a long sigh, running a clean hand through his hair and fixing what strands were stuck to his forehead. his cheeks are flushed and his mouth is agape as he catches his breath. when he feels okay to speak again, he doesn't even look down at you.
•"if... i catch you like that again," he lazily threatens, head tilted back and eyes on the ceiling. "i won't be so nice. are we clear?"
•you swallow the last bit of saliva mixed with his fluid and nod before replying with a clear "yes, sir." johnny looks back down at you, pleased by your once beautifully done hair now ruined from his doing. your mascara ran down your cheeks and your lipstick was barely clinging onto your lips.
•"brought your makeup?" he asks, stuffing his half-hard dick back into his pants. you nod and pull out the makeup you needed to touch up. "good girl. get yourself fixed up, we've been gone a while."
•you lean forward in the bathroom mirror without a word of protest, wiping your face with your fingers and reapplying your makeup to not raise suspicion.
•johnny towers behind you, smoothing down your hair with two hands as he admires you in the reflection. his hands wander a bit, squeezing your breasts from behind as he presses his hips into your ass. he was always uncharacteristically touchy and sweet after intimacy, as if it was a shitty apology for his roughness. he kisses your shoulder, trailing up to your neck and then your cheek.
•"you know i love you, right?" he asks into the soft flesh of your cheek. "nobody else can have you like this. i'll kill anyone that tries. you're mine, sweet thing."
•he wraps his arms around your waist and rocks you gently as you touch up your makeup. he seems pleased that you got your lesson of the night, even though johnny's co-stars were now scouring the red carpet to relocate him. you two just hoped that your flushed cheeks and damp skin disappears before someone started knocking.
•"if you ever try to pull anything with another man, i'm posting that video," he whispers with a sickeningly sweet tone, kissing your cheek and parting from your body. "now come on. i have an interview."
imagine... trying to have bi-han take a knee in the privacy of your bedroom !
warnings: 'cleopatra' position ! (yes, that's a way of eating the cooter differently) established relationship ! fingering ! porn without plot !
a/n: this man is so angry, he clearly needs to have his rocks blown away ! have fun reading !
𝓞rder and discipline—those are the core values of warriors who abide on the grounds owned by the puppeteer that held onto the strings of the lin kuei, referred to by the position of 'grandmaster'. however, in your case, you referred to the individual who went through trials and tribulations by a title that, personally to you, held much more weight. your husband. months have gone by with encounters and gestures, following conversations deepening in meaning and importance—leading to the icy coating that had glazed both of your hearts to melt away and take a more intimate step into your relationship, marriage. a unique bond. although the two of you have your differences on various aspects as anyone else, time has given you plenty of opportunities to grow and flourish out of the dirt of troubles. similar to day lilies. but today, a new challenge has been brought to the table. "please, my love. is it so selfish of me to seek out something a little more…exciting tonight?"
the radiance of the moon has sneaked its way inside the tidy, opulent bedroom both of you share. his hands, which brought destruction to many, have held weaponry that came into contact with the blood that streamed through your very own veins—those hands in particular reached for the linen-made night gown that cloaked your figure with the tenderness he had learned for you, his wife. as a reaction to your questions, his dark-colored eyes only slightly narrowed. a sigh escaping his lips. "y/n, whatever exciting idea you have brewing in mind only leads to me being on the receiving end. don't think i've forgotten about your previous tricks," a distant memory of one of the pleasurable nights the two of you together had relished came slithering into your mind, akin to a serpent making its way on your skin and leaving bites of carnality onto the canvas that is your flesh. "but…i won't deny the fact i've enjoyed myself plenty during that night." the assassin finishes his statement with a gentle smile, although it was a small one. "then would you let me take five minutes of your time? just to hear my request. nothing more." if it wasn't for the sheer joy that contained your smile that made the edges around him grow a little softer, never in this life and the other would you have this privilege. "…fine. i'll hear you out. you got five minutes, dear."
the silken bed sheets have lost their smooth surface and now have multiple creases made by the grip you had on them. you rested on your arm while sitting with your legs slightly open and bent. ready for what has yet to come. bi-han, on the other hand, had found himself kneeling before you. his fingertips were gracing over your calves. it doesn't matter how many times the man has studied your body; continuously, he brings the same amount of passion he had during the first time of intercourse. with your other hand, you pulled his hair tie away, releasing brownish-black hair strands onto your thighs. guiding his head downwards your pussy, his tongue sticking out and gliding between your puffy folds. your brown nipples harden through the stimulation between your legs, which grows stronger by the minute. it's as if he was making out with your clit, his tongue making circular movements against the soaked, pulsing flesh. your squirming made the blood circulating in his body stream down to his groin, causing him to feel a bit light-headed as he continues eating you out. no nerve was left unattended with his technique. his chin was getting covered with the juices of your arousal. "you're doing so well for me.." was he talking to you or your cunt? only god knows. two of his fingers slid inside your vulva—curling and bruising with just the right amount of everything to get your toes to curl up in ecstasy. more moans were filling up the bedroom, heartbeats synchronizing into a waterfall of erotic melodies—it was all too much! feverish gasps left your lips once your husband brought you to your peak, giving him the opportunity to lap up any remains of your orgasm onto his tongue.
Imagine.. Lin kaui trio getting caught in the middle of spicy time. Oh poor tomas is gonna have it the worsts 😭
𝐋𝐈𝐍 𝐊𝐔𝐄𝐈 𝐓𝐑𝐈𝐎 + 𝐆𝐄𝐓𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐂𝐀𝐔𝐆𝐇𝐓 𝐃𝐔𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐒𝐄𝐗
cw: fem reader, piv sex, established relationships?, loud sex, getting caught/walked in on, bi-han is a grumpy old man and a light sleeper, harumi is here too lol, smoke is a good boy ofc, mdni !
wc: 1.7k
a/n: im finally back to writing omg sorry for long wait :c but this was super fun to write omg nonnie i love this scenario so much!! i hope you enjoy🫶🏾💗
𝐁𝐈-𝐇𝐀𝐍 | 𝐒𝐔𝐁-𝐙𝐄𝐑𝐎
“bi-hannn! oh my god—!”
you were bent over on his desk in a face down ass up position as bi-han ravaged your insides with no mercy. the sheer power and speed of his thrusts trapped you in a euphoric state, relishing all the pleasure being delivered to you.
bi-han’s chest was flush on your sweat covered back and his lips were close to your ear, forcing you to hear every provocative word and sound that left his mouth.
“calling out to any god won’t serve you any purpose, snowflake, not while i’m in control of you, ngh!—”
he feels the way you clench around his cock, making him grin and rest his face in the crook of your neck, placing chilled kisses all over it. having bi-han so close to you was starting to feel overwhelming.
the way his hands were planted on your hips, digging into your flesh and forcing your body to withstand his thrusts– you nibble on your bottom lip, squealing as your lover practically rearranged your guts.
the two of you were lost in the feeling of each other’s bodies, just striving to both reach your own highs. “f-fuck.. it feels so good– your cock, ah!- feels so g-good,” your words come out slurred and bi-han mockingly chuckles.
though, much to your surprise, you don’t get to hear your grandmaster’s voice talk back to you.
“brother, i was wondering if y–”
the cryomancer comes to a halt and your eyes widen as you see tomas standing at the entrance of bi-han’s office. both you and bi-han react and speak up in unison,
“t-tomas!?”
“you imbecile! has nobody ever taught you the decency of knocking?”
the younger assassin’s face turns a deep shade of red, just standing like a deer in headlights, “i-i’m so sorry, i–” tomas’ eyes darted everywhere and it was obvious that he was desperately trying to avoid making eye contact with you and bi-han.
tomas’ words seemed to be stuck in his throat, resulting in an awkward silence until the cryomancer groaned in annoyance, causing his younger brother to quickly exit the office and close the door shut.
to say you felt embarrassed was an understatement… but you didn’t have much time to ponder on that feeling once you felt bi-han pull out of you and mumble something to himself in a displeased tone. his lust filled expression from mere moments ago has returned to his usual grumpy look, and you noticed his cock started to soften back up rather quickly which caused you to pout.
“wait, bi-han!” you whine and and adjust yourself to (wobbly) stand up straight and grab on to the grandmaster’s toned arms, “you can’t just leave me hanging like that–”
meanwhile, tomas was quite sad he never got to ask if you and bi-han wanted to tag along for a bite at madam bo’s…
𝐊𝐔𝐀𝐈 𝐋𝐈𝐀𝐍𝐆 | 𝐒𝐂𝐎𝐑𝐏𝐈𝐎𝐍
“every part of you is breathtaking, my love.”
kuai liang’s big, warm hands traveled from your hips to your tits. he groped at them and took your nipples between his fingers, occasionally rolling and tugging at them. “mmm.. kuai..” your voice was breathy and your moans were anything but quiet, which was why you attempted to cover your mouth with the back of your hand.
the pyromancer chuckled from beneath you and called out your name, “none of that, i want to hear you.” before you could even make a next move, kuai liang’s hands traveled back down your body as he rubbed your swollen clit in quick circles with the pad of his thumb.
you almost felt embarrassed by the way your cunt clamped down on his cock–
arching your back, you cry out and place your hands on kuai liang’s chest to keep yourself balanced. “oh, fuck!–” your bouncing comes to a halt as you begin to grind your hips in a smooth motion, making you feel his cock massage all the perfect areas of your sensitive walls.
he stops his motions on your clit to grab your rear, kneading and groping it to his heart's content. kuai liang hums in pleasure as you continue to roll your hips on him, “you have the body of a goddess, ngh..” his voice is raspy and he moves his hand up to your lower back, urging you to lean close against him.
a sigh escapes your lips and you gladly fall into his embrace, leaning into a sloppy yet passionate kiss with him. caging your body against his, the two of you both had your chests pressed together while your hands explored kuai liang’s messy undone hair, and his hands ran up and down your back.
kuai liang breaks the kiss and you whine, “can you, haah!– please..” your cheeks feel hot and you can hardly talk properly with how deep his cock was nestled inside of you. fortunately, the pyromancer understood what you were trying to vocalize.
he grins at you before grabbing a hold of your hips and fucking up into you, “mmph– is this what you wanted? tell me,” his voice and volume was under control, unlike yours— the sounds you made only became louder and more obscene. “yessss! shit, i needed th—”
“will you two ever shut up!?”
the sudden sound of the door booming and the angered voice that follows makes kuai liang pause all of his movements.
the pyromancer quickly tried to use the bed sheets to cover you up as much as he could. once you noticed who had barged in, you hid yourself in kuai liang’s chest out of embarrassment. “bi-han, what are y—” his voice was cut off almost immediately by the cryomancer.
“are you not aware of the time?” bi-han’s tone was undeniably rude and snappy, but you couldn’t bear to listen to the rest of his angry tangent. you felt kuai liang’s soft grip on your body as you continued to keep yourself covered. he then spoke up, “do you mind? you can’t just barge in like that, brother..” perhaps it was for your sake that kuai liang remained calm, but bi-han had no intentions of letting up, resulting in him giving the two of you an authoritative lecture before storming off grumpily.
maybe you’ll try and keep track of your volume next time.
𝐓𝐎𝐌𝐀𝐒 𝐕𝐑𝐁𝐀𝐃𝐀| 𝐒𝐌𝐎𝐊𝐄
“does it f-feel good..?”
tomas was panting above you, completely entranced by the way your pussy squeezed around his hardened cock. you smile up at him, “of course, baby–” the sounds of your moans weren’t helping him keep his composure.
the look on his face was to die for– his smile held a sense of relief and happiness to know he was making you feel good. it was as if he forgot how perfectly he was driving his cock against your walls.
tomas is a good boy, really. after all, he always makes sure your pleasure is the top priority. deciding to please you even more, tomas grasps one of your legs and throws it over his shoulder while leaning in closer to you. from this position, the thrusts of his cock only hit you deeper, making you arch your back and screw your eyes shut.
“open your eyes..please, ha, i wanna see you look back at me while i fuck you.” listening to his words, your eyes snap back open and look straight at him through a hazy, lust filled sight. tomas leans down to place a kiss on your cheek before dragging his lips to your ear and whispering out your name, “i t-think i'm close, ahh–” you dig your nails into his scalp, gripping on to his hair, “t-tomas, i think, mmph– i think m’ close too!” hearing your voice encouraged him to keep up his thrusts without getting sloppy– he needed to make you cum– he was desperate to feel the way your pussy pulsed around his cock whenever you climaxed.
he leans back up to face you properly, “tommyyy–” you called out to him and reached your free hand out to stroke his cheek. without any thoughts or hesitation, tomas leaned into your touch, speeding up his pace.
the two of you were close. dangerously close– until the door opened and you heard two familiar voices…
“surprise!–”
you and tomas stop dead in your tracks before gasping and trying to cover each other's respective body parts. looking at the direction of the door, you see kuai liang and harumi, completely flustered and standing with plates of deliciously cooked meals to start the day off with.
“oh– apologies, we shouldn't have barged in like that, i–” kuai liang averted his gaze from tomas and looked at harumi, only hoping she would know what to say. though unfortunately for him, she didn’t.
in an attempt to wrap up this encounter rather quickly, the pyromacer suggests that he and harumi could kindly leave and wait until the two of you are done. your eyes darted back up to tomas, who looked red as a tomato. poor boy… you thought. no words were bound to leave his mouth as of now.
“there’s no need to apologize, kuai liang, truly. we’ll be down in a second!” you wanted to slap yourself for how embarrassingly out of breath you sounded, but judging by the way tomas’ face heated up, there were no thoughts registering in his brain that weren’t completely fried.
kuai and harumi nod and gently close the door. as you hear the sounds of their footsteps take off in the distance, you let out a loud sigh. “come on, we’ve gotta get down there to eat.” pushing gently on tomas’ shoulder, you get him to snap back to his senses. was he totally blanked out from embarrassment? you’ll never know.
“yea, y-you're right..” he pulls out of you and scurries to get some clothes on. despite how embarrassing that moment was, you couldn’t help but giggle at how red tomas’ face still was as he changed into a clean and comfortable attire.
truth be told, he’d rather be banished from earthrealm than have to join kuai and harumi for their morning meal.
You ever read fanfic so god tier you have to wait for real life to load back in so you spend half the day doing tasks with that dead look in your eye, replaying all your favorite moments?
One of his large hands is wrapped around the back of your neck and the other is gripping your hip in a bruising grasp as his hips collide with your ass harshly. Your mind is incoherent and muddled, the only thing you can think of is how his fat cock is rearranging your insides.
You whine at how deep you can feel him in this position, the way his cock stretches your pussy has you reeling. It’s almost too much and you don’t notice how you’re running away from his cock and further up the bed until Bi-Han is pulling you back to him by bringing both of his hands to your hips and holding you on his cock with a growl.
“Where are you going? Don’t run away from me”. He huffs out between his thrusts. He slaps your ass sharply with a low groan, the way it jiggles against him has him mesmerized. Your cunt squelches obscenely at his rough treatment, his cock splitting you down the middle and making you see stars in your vision. He angles his hips slightly and the way his cock beats against your sensitive insides has tears springing to your eyes.
“Bi…Bi-Han! It’s too much!” You mewl loudly, his heavy balls battering your overstimulated clit. He grunts as he squeezes your ass between his fingers. “You can take it, I know you can my snowflake”. His hips increase their rhythm, the continuous slapping sound reverberating through the room. Bi-Han pulls you by your hair roughly until your back is arching and his thick cock sinks deeper into your fluttering cunt. You swear you can feel him in your guts from how deep he is. Your legs and feet kick slightly because it feels too damn good.
“Doing so good for me, princess”. His deep voice rumbles. Bi-Han slips his right hand down between your legs, rubbing fast and hard circles into your clit until there are literal tears streaming down your cheeks. “So beautiful”. He groans out as your cunt clenches down on him hard in your release, squirting on his cock and down his balls. “So beautiful, crying over my dick”. He pounds your cunt faster until he’s cumming with a roar, cum spilling into your eager hole in an absurd amount. It’s so much that it’s spilling out between the seam where the two of you are connected.
Note:
Merry Christmas guys! Take this filth as a gift from me to you!🎄🎁❤️
This got longer than it was supposed to but oh well. Anyway, need this mans backshots until I can’t walk straight.😩
Loved your sub bi han stuff, I want that man obliterated!!!!
thank you, nonnie! plus i think you speak for everyone when you say you want that man obliterated. whew.... we need more sub bi han content in general!!
What do you think the Lin Kuei boy’s opinion on the question “titties or ass is?”
ohh this is a great question nonnie!
bi han strikes me as an ass type of guy. i can’t even describe it, but it’s just something that i feel has to be true— he just naturally loves ass. even if it's sexual or not, bi han seems like the type to always have his eyes or hands on your ass (probably when you two are alone).
quickly getting up to go find/get something? he’ll take a peek. making any sort of meal? he'll greet you and unintentionally have his hand on your ass the entire time.
kuai liang is tricky because i genuinely don't know if he'd have a preference... personally, i think he leans more towards loving thighs a lot. but aside from that, he's probably the type to alternate between favoring titties and ass every other day or week. this man just loves everything.
the 't' in tomas stands for 'titty lover'. I SAID WHAT I SAID. this guy absolutely loves titties. it doesn't matter how big, small, perky, round etc, he will be obsessed. tomas is the type to love smothering his face in his s/o's breasts. sexually or casually, he will always be giving your titties atttention. he probably also finds them comforting, and it allows him to be vulnrable/intimate, which is something that he deserves. he's too sweet <3
