You know what, i had to cook up something short.
I DONT CAREEE, idk if im the first one to do this or not??
if i am then wow good me.
CW: Unsafe sex, knotting, breeding, petnames used: pup, goodgirl, puppy. (I HAVE NO IDEA HOW HIS PERSONALITY ACTUALLY IS!! THIS IS ALL SPECULATION AND BASED ON THE WAY HE SPOKE TWO LINES.) uhhh idk?? i think thats all.......
Valko
Pwap
Valkoโฆ
Pwap
Not a single other thought in that pretty head of yours except your lover's name as his hips slammed against yours, his cock smacking against the walls of your abused cervix. His right arm holding your head in a tight chokehold, that bulging bicep of his delicious arm against your neck.
โDrunk on me already, eh?โ He asked, his seductive voice tickling your ear..
No answer came out of your mouth, the silent gasps for air were enough of an answer for him. He let out a breathy laugh, snapping his hips deep into you harder than before. Your body jumping up at the motion, eyes rolling back as a loud moan slipped from your sweet lips.
โThat's okay pup.. Iโll take care of ya real good~โ
He angled both of you backwards, his back against the dark sheets, holding your back against his muscular sweaty chest. His bigger than necessary thighs keeping your legs open as his punishing pace picked up once again. His left hand traveled down your stomach all the way to your neglected clit, flicking the tiny bud and rubbing it just like you loved.
โV-Valko- I- I canโt-โ
His tail flicking excitedly next to him as his cock twitched inside you, his teeth gritted together as he could feel his climax approaching quickly. He wanted to feel you longer, he didnโt want to separate you, not yet. He moved again, manhandling you as he pleased. Slamming your chest against the soft mattress now. Lifting your ass up as he entered your tight cunt yet again.
He couldnโt hold in the growls at the feel of your pussy squeezing him for all he was worth, begging to be filled to the brim. Your moans just spurred him on as you begged and whined under him.
โValko! Please-โ Your voice cut off at a sharp sting of pain as his teeth sunk into your shoulder, marking you up.
โPlease what pup?โ He groaned.
โK-Knot me- Breed me- Fill me up!โ You managed to voice out, not giving two shits about how embarrassing you might sound.
Good thing for you if anything he got more turned on.
โHeh~ Is my puppy not full enough, hm? Want your master to knot you and fill ya up? Will you carry our little pups for me?โ
His pace never faltered and the moment it all got too much he forced the rest of him inside you. Your cunt pushed to its limits at the familiar stretch. This wasnโt the first time, and it wonโt be the last. His knot finally inside you as he released his load into you, spurt after spurt. The feeling of his warm seed filling your womb, plus the constant rubbing of your clit was more than enough for your legs to shake, whimpering into the pillow as your juices mixed with his.
He was going to be stuck in you like this for a little while, but both of you were in no hurry to go anywhere. Besides the feeling of his dick throbbing inside you was pleasurable. Though with Valko it was never over with one round.
โMy good little girl~โ He whispered, nuzzling his face into your neck.
Sitting back against the expensive leather of his couch. His legs spread wide, shirt buttoned down just enough to reveal his chest and his jeans opened to let his cock stand proud. That all too familiar smirk on Sylusโs face as his eyes watched you, bringing his glass to his lips, taking a small sip of that expensive whiskey he so enjoyed.
โIm enjoying this, kitten.โ He spoke smugly.
His other hand made small gestures as his Evol was wrapped around your sweaty spent body. Moving you up and down on his dick, hands behind your back, legs spread wide for him to see how his massive member got greedily sucked into your little cunt.
โSy- Sโtoo much-โ You whimpered out, eyes half lidded as you looked into his red eyes.
โHm? You were the one who begged for this werenโt you?โ He replied calmly.
Thatโs true.. For so long had you begged him to use his evol on you while both of you fucked, wanting him to restrain you as he pistoned out of your cunt. But never had you imagined this is what he would come up with.
โI canโt-! Youโre sโ big!โ You sobbed out, cunt overstimulated from how many times you had creamed around his dick.
โThe moment I finish my drink Iโll consider stoppingโฆ But until then, before you are truly satisfiedโฆโ He chuckled.
And you both knew he wouldnโt finish that drink within the next half an hour, he was enjoying the show far too much. Perhaps both of you should do this more oftenโฆ
Au where reader gave Heartsteel Kayn the ring he wears on his index finger? I think it would be an interesting idea.
Thanks to this request, Iโm now obsessed with the Heartsteel universe and Iโve fallen in love with Ezreal. I thank you for that, and I hope you enjoy the request as well. โค๏ธ
(Heartsteel)Kayn - Reader gave him the ring he wears
โ Warnings: no one ~
โ Words: ~ 960
Enjoy your reading! And if you enjoy this, consider liking, reblogging, or leaving a comment โ it helps more than you know. โค๏ธ
๐ That Kayn turned accessories into a defining part of his style is obvious to everyone. And that Kayn was the typical bad boy with a heart of steelโthat, too, was his trademark. But what no one expected was the sentimentality behind one of those accessories, all starting with a small stylist trying to get the boys ready for a photo shoot.
The ringโs style clashed with the rest of Kaynโs outfit. Though it was an insignificant detail to most people, to attentive eyes and internet critics with a trained gaze, that small detail practically screamed and caused unease.
โ Donโt touch that!
Kayn doesnโt have a quiet voice, so when the deep tone echoed through the studio, everyone stopped to look.
The poor stylist was just doing her job, but in the chaos of preparation she instinctively tried to remove Kaynโs ring while adjusting his leather jacket.
Kayn wasnโt even paying attention, but his instincts kicked in immediately the moment he felt the metal threatening to slip off his finger.
Yone is now pulling Kayn aside and lecturing him about letting the staff do their jobs. KโSante is in the background trying to add some comment, but all he ends up doing is staring at Kayn with a furrowed browโheโs probably already understood that the ring means more than it seems.
Ezreal is far too busy enjoying the star treatment while being made up, prepped, and styled. Sett is making some sarcastic remark that will get on Kaynโs nerves once he hears it. And Aphelios does little more than lift his eyes from whatever he was reading on his phone while his hair is being brushed, but his raised eyebrows are a clear sign: he noticed something more there too.
There will be no explanations. And Kayn will not be taking the ring off; if they want, they can change his entire outfit to match itโsince that was the problemโbut the ring is not coming off his finger.
And the group knows how to recognize that determined look on Kaynโs face; arguing would be pointless. In the end, the photo shoot is done with him wearing the ring naturally.
๐ Oh, man. No matter how well some of them hide it, theyโre all left with a nagging curiosity. What could possibly be the story behind an object that makes Kayn act so sentimentally attached?
Silent glances begin to be exchanged, their attention fixedโnot so discreetlyโon the ring every time Kayn walks by.
โ Could it be a family thing?
KโSante once suggested in a whisper.
โ I bet thereโs a girl involved.
Ezreal sounded so sure of it that he was already lounging back on the couch like someone who knew he was right.
โ A girl? Oh, come on.
Sett refused to believe thatโnot when they were talking about Kayn.
โ Come on, girls are always talking about him these days. A lot of them even want something with him.
Here, Ezrealโs expression did turn sourโbordering on jealous.
โ Yeah, Ez. Distant girls who just want a few minutes with Kayn. A crush. Weโre talking about a girl who made Kayn carry a ring like it was a relic. That would be love. Kayn. In love. Seriously?
NoโSett wasnโt about to give in to that idea so easily.
๐ The mystery surrounding the ring went on, and only one thing was concluded and unanimously accepted: Kayn would not answer directly. A sideways glare. A rude reply. A shove to the shoulder as he walked away without responding. Anything that shut the subject of the ring down whenever he was questioned.
๐ The curiosity only grew as they began to notice details that had previously gone unnoticed:
Kayn would not take the ring off under any circumstances. Washing dishes? Showering? Working? Complaining about Yone? Sleeping?
The metallic ring was always gleaming on his index finger.
And noโtrying to fiddle with it or take it off him in secret didnโt work. Even though he looked like he was in a sleep deeper than a bearโs hibernation, Ezreal needed every bit of his reflexes to avoid getting punched with a guitar: Kayn woke up the instant the blond started sliding the ring off his finger, and pure instinct made him grab the first object within reach to strike the would-be thief.
After some shouting, objects knocked over, and KโSante and Sett restraining a murder-aura Kayn, everyone ended up fineโand intact.
๐ He was also caught several times unconsciously and absent-mindedly fiddling with the ring whenever he was anxious about something: a music video shoot that took too long to start; a lecture from Yone or KโSante; boring instructions from some director or interview assistant. Kayn seemed to use the ring as a point of gravity, where smoothing his thumb over it worked as a calming mechanism.
๐ Salvation for the curiosity eating them alive came from the most unexpected source possible: Aphelios. The boy noticed a pattern in Kaynโs outings, always heading to a specific part of the city, where he seemed to be meeting someone.
That was when Sett and Ezreal immediately laid out a plan to follow him; poor Aphelios ended up dragged along under pressure. Yone was nowhere to be found. And KโSante went after them to stop itโan invasion of privacy to that extent was too much.
But even KโSante found himself caught up in it, jaw dropped, when youโwell put together and smilingโstepped out of a car and ran straight into Kaynโs arms.
And he smiled at you with softness, pinching your cheek.
And you kissed him.
โ I KNEW IT!
Ezreal shouted far too loudly. He was quickly yanked back with the others behind one of the walls across the street, afraid Kayn might see them.
โ There really is a girl
Sett couldnโt believe it.
โ And sheโs really cuteโฆ
Ezreal murmured, peeking over his shoulder at the newly discovered couple.
๐ When they went to tell Yone the news, he only raised an eyebrow.
โ You didnโt know? She even wears one ring just like it.
Yes, I got a little carried away with this one. But it was irresistible โ Iโm sorry.
Pairing: Blind!Fem!Reader x Shieda Kayn
Tags|Warnings: nsfw, oral sex, blackmailing, corruption kink, semi-public, dub-con
Words: ~5000
Wattpad || AO3
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Ever since your return from a long year mission, he enjoys taunting you, pulling your hair or giving you a playful push, then laughing as he walks away after making your day unbearable. He looks over his shoulder, a smug smile on his face, and says with mock concern, "What is it, mole-rat? Can't handle a little bullying? How pathetic."
"If you don't stop this, I'm reporting you to Master Zed!"
With every passing day you are getting more irritated by Kayn's behaviour. His constant taunting and snide remarks are getting harder and harder to ignore. He seems to pick on you especially for whatever reason.
"Oh, so you think the Master is some sort of savior, trying to protect you from me? How sweet." He scoffs, his tone filled with mockery. Kayn's laughter is contemptuous, his voice dripping with sarcasm. You can feel the humiliation and anger building inside you.
"Well, yes. Maybe even punishing you, since you don't know what discipline is.", you reply.
"Don't you think the Master wants me to be like this with you? That he encourages me to play the bully as the ultimate test for you?"
He takes a step forward, closing the distance between you, his gaze fixed on you in an intimidating manner. There's a smug certainty in his expression, as if he knows exactly how this interaction is going to end.
"I don't think that Master Zed would test me with bullying. He is not a child like you." You sense his looming presence, and instinctively try to sidestep him, attempting to get past him. But he's too quick, darting to the side and blocking your path, a sly grin on his face.
Just as you think you've managed to slip past him, he sticks out a foot and trips you, sending you sprawling to the ground. His laugh echoes around you, filled with mockery and amusement.
"What? Is this how you're going to act when the shadows attack? Crying for your master not even attempting to be useful?"
"No.", you stand up like nothing happened. "I'm gonna be the shadow and assassinate but we are not allowed to kill members of the Order." you sigh annoyed, dusting of your clothes.
He leans in closer, his lips hovering just above your ear, his laughter still ringing in your ears. "Oh, look at you, so easily taken down," he sneers. "You're a pathetic little thing, aren't you? Nothing but a toy for me to play with. And we all know that you are not going to report me to Master Zed aren't we? We would both be in trouble and neither of us wants that right?"
"Afraid that I'm really gonna do it, Kayn?" you ask with a neutral face but your tone is taunting.
He smirks, taking a few steps back and putting his hands in his pockets. There's an air of superiority about him as he looks down at you. He seems to savor the fact that he has the upper hand, his ego inflated by your vulnerability.
"Don't try to manipulate me, Y/n. I know you won't tell Master anything."
He lets out another mocking laugh before turning away from you. "You are too weak to take action. And deep down, you like the time we spend together." he says, his tone dripping with irony.
You make your way to Zed's chambers, sneaking through the shadow of the halls. When you get there, you expect him sitting cross-legged in the center of a room. Sounds and warmth of flickering candles and the sweet scent of incense fill your senses.
"At last, Y/n, I was starting to get worried about you." Zed's tone is friendly, as if he really was concerned.
"What's happening? Is Kayn bothering you again?" His voice holds more seriousness now. Knowing from the shadows what's going on in his Order.
"Yes, Master. I'm sorry for being late to report on the mission. He is a real menace and it's getting harder and harder not to stab him.", you say with a respectful bow.
Zed chuckles softly, his expression warm and understanding.
"Don't worry about being late," he reassures you. "You're not the only one who has trouble with him."
He rises to his feet and begins pacing around the room, his eyes fixed on your pale ones.
"So, how is he bothering you this time?" he asks, his tone a mixture of curiosity and concern.
You describe Kayn's behavior to Zed, recounting how he shoves you and grabs your hair, how he belittles and mocks you, making focus on training and lessons hard.
Zed stops pacing and turns to face you, his gaze settling on your face. He gently cups your chin, tilting your head up to look at him.
"I see," he responds, his tone becoming more serious. "He's trying to get a rise out of you, to make you react and retaliate. Don't let him win. Don't play his game."
The master sighs. "If he doesn't respect you and your abilities, it doesn't mean that I don't."
You feel heat rushing into your cheeks at his gesture and words.
"Thank you, Master."
Zed's tone is firm and final as he instructs you to ignore Kayn's taunts and report back to him immediately if he bothers you.
He stops in front of you and locks eyes with you, wanting to make sure you understand the seriousness of his request.
"Is that clear? Do you understand?" he repeats, his gaze steady and unwavering as his tone.
"I'm not doubting your ways, Master. I was here before Kayn joined. Mistress Shi always said that I'm exeptional at Shadow Magic, that I'm a natural. It would make sense if he would started bullying me from the beginning. But it started when I returned after my 4 year espionage mission."
Zed nods.
"That's right... You've been training with us for a long time now. Your skills and dedication to your training have always been admirable, Y/n."
Zed pauses, a thoughtful expression on his face.
"Perhaps Kayn has started this now because he knows he is losing in his attempt to surpass you," he muses. A chuckle rumbles through his chest as he continues, his tone becoming more amused.
"Maybe, in his childish perspective, you are the only one in this place who can rival him," he saysย with the slightest hint of nostalgia.
Zed tilts his head, thinking for a moment.
"Or, perhaps," he muses, "he is interested in you in another way. You left on a mission as a child and returned as a beautiful young woman. That would also be a plausible explanation for his behavior towards you, since he isn't as engaging with the other girls as he is with you."
She looks at him in disbelief, shaking her head in denial. "No way," she insists. "I think it's purely about rivalry and childish behavior. I outright refuse to believe otherwise."
Zed chuckles, a mixture of amusement and affection in his tone.
"Your naivety is endearing, Y/n," he teases. "But what is the reason behind all this childish taunting? Why would Kayn try to get under your skin so much?"
He studies you intently, his gaze sharp and contemplative.
"Perhaps," he suggests with a raised eyebrow, "he is flirting with the only girl here that he considers worthy enough for himself."
You can feel the heat rushing to your cheeks as you look down at your lap, your slender fingers fidgeting with one another timidly.
Zed's soft tone is like a balm to your embarrassed spirits, his words a gentle reminder of your own worth.
"You are a beautiful girl," he says softly. "You should always use that for an advantage."
His gaze remains fixed on you as his voice goes quiet for a moment, contemplating something unspoken.
"I have to tell you," he eventually says, breaking the silence, "that I am very satisfied with your performance on that mission. Your espionage skills are admirable, almost on par with my own when I was your age."
There's a note of pride in his voice as he praises your skills.
"We are fortunate to have such a loyal and skilled acolyte in our ranks," Zed states firmly, his expression remaining stoic.
Then, with a dismissive wave of his hand, he adds, "You are dismissed."
"Yes, Master Zed, thank you.", you bow and take your leave.
As you turn to leave, Zed strides towards you, his hand reaching out to lightly grasp yours. He guides you back to facing him, silently demanding your attention a moment longer.
"One last thing, Y/n," he says, his tone firmer now. "When Kayn bothers you, do not let him get under your skin. At least don't let it show. Remember what I said about the reason behind his childish taunting, and wield it to your advantage."
He gifts you a rare smile as he squeezes your hand gently. "When he is distracted with you, it's easier to catch him slipping. That's when you should strike!"
You looks at your Master surprised and then realisation hits you.
"Thank you for the advise, Master Zed. I think I know what to do." you smile brightly.
"Don't mention it, little one," he says, his voice carrying a hint of affection. "You are an acolyte of mine, so of course I will help you."
He releases your hand and his eyes focused upon you.
"Now, go and get some rest," he advises, a soft chuckle escaping his lips. "You've had a long day, I suppose."
With a final bow, you leave his chambers, his words and the faint scent of incense lingering in the air.
As you head back towards the dorms, you find Kayn leaning against a wall, his presence there seeming almost deliberate.
He cocks his head, and a mocking smile spreads across his face.
"Ah-ha!" he exclaims, a hint of triumph in his tone. "So, you actually ran to Master Zed's chambers to tattle on me, did you?"
His eyebrows raise, his expression dripping with taunt.
Kayn pushes himself away from the wall, sauntering towards you with a smug expression on his face. He laughs mockingly, his steps slow and deliberate as he moves closer to you.
"Are you afraid of me, dear Y/n?", he teases in a tone bordering on condescension.
You meet his gaze coolly, challenging him with a raised eyebrow.
"And what is there to be afraid of, exactly?", you counter-ask, your voice calm and defiant.
"If you are so confident that there is nothing to fear. Then why did you go to Master Zed to tell all my mean tricks?"
Kayn closes the distance between you, leaning forwards in a manner that drips with arrogance. His words are filled with mockery and bravado.
"Are you afraid I might harm you?" he taunts with a smirk, his gaze fixed on yours. "Or perhaps, you're even more afraid that I might break your fragile little heart?"
"Wow. The world doesn't rotate around you Kayn... You want me so bad to talk about you? Why don't you ask nicely?", you roll your blind eyes at him.
His eyes glint with mockery as he gazes at you, amused by your attempted defiance.
"Oh, you think you can turn the tables on me?" he mocks, smirking. "How adorable."
His hand moves swiftly, catching your hair in a playful grip.
"Why don't you answer me, then?" he challenges. "Why did you talk to Master about me?"
You meet his gaze confidently, your face betraying no insecurity despite his proximity and his grip on your hair. "I went to him for some advice," you reply, your voice steady and firm. "And he told me that boys only treat girls like this when they really like them. You do this because you like me and you want my attention."
Kayn's face flushes, his cool composure momentarily broken. He averts his gaze. When he returns his attention to you, he desperately tries to downplay his feelings.
"No, no, no," he protests, his words unconvincing and rushed. "I mean, yes, I do like you, but only as a fellow acolyte, a rival. That's all there is to it!"
His discomfort is evident as he tries to act casual, but the idea of someone discovering his true feelings clearly makes him uneasy.
You respond with skepticism, questioning his sincerity. "Yeah, right," you say dryly.
You then boldly tell him, "If you don't have romantic feelings, then you can stop your bullying. Surely you don't want my attention, right?"
You take a step forward, hoping to escape his presence, but inwardly knowing he will find a way to keep you there.
He grabs your arm, a smirk tugging at the corners of his lips as he responds.
"I never said I didn't like you," he states, his tone smug and self-assured. "That's an entirely different matter."
He leans in towards you, his breath warm against your ear as he lowers his voice to a whispered secret.
"You really had to go to Master to figure out the reason behind my bullying? Isn't it fairly obvious?"
Kayn then adds, "But you couldn't even see through Nakuri with his clear intentions of confessing his love for you and you always rejected him in a passive way - which was very amusing to us but not so much for Nakuri. Poor fellow but he was not worth of you but I am!"
Kayn revels in your discomfort, your squirming under his grasp. Your flushed cheeks and bitten lip only adds fuel to the fire as he takes in your blind, shy glances.
He feels a thrill of power at how his touch affects you, feeding his ego and giving him a sense of control. With a smirk, he considers pushing you further, knowing that a single word could send you into a state of flustered panic.
With a smirk, he lifts his free hand to gently caress your cheek, his touch both soft and unyielding. He leans closer, his voice dropping to a seductive timbre as he notes your sensitivity.
"You're so sensitive," he murmurs, his gaze fixed on your vulnerable expression. "Perhaps it's not just your blindness that makes you so responsive to my touch."
He revels in your discomfort, his words dripping with a calculated seductive tone, fueling the twisted pleasure he derives from your unease.
"I thought Nakuri was just being friendly towards me," you protest, voice tinged with a mix of confusion and defiance. "Romance is strictly forbidden within the Order!"
You struggle harder, attempting to break free from Kayn's grip, desperate to escape the mounting embarrassment.
Kayn holds tight to her arm, unyielding to your attempt to break free.
"Do you truly believe the rules are without exception?" he muses. "They forbid romance as they fear it diverts our attention from the Order's purpose. Yet, shouldn't the same apply to feelings for someone like you?"
His gaze intense, he leans in, his hand gently caressing your cheek with an air of provocation.
"Do you really think the other acolytes aren't attracted to you?"
Kayn continues, his words sharp and deliberate as you frown. "You have no idea what's going on the boys' acolytes dorm. They talk a lot about you... and sometimes fantasize and then they get hard and with so less privacy they just jerk off in front of everbody... and sometimes even I do it because damn a lot of fantasies from them are just downright dirty."
Your denial is sharp, cheeks aflame with embarrassment. "No, they don't do that!" you insists, your voice filled with disbelief.
Kayn laughs openly, reveling in your shock and denial. He leans in close, his breath hot against your ear as he whispers with a provocative edge, his tone dripping with confidence.
"Oh my, you really don't know anything." he purrs, his tone dripping with mock amusement. "You are truly too innocent, my little Y/n."
He positions himself mere inches away from you, his gaze locking with yours, his expression a mix of mockery and seduction.
"I guess I have to teach you," he continues, his touch on your cheek tender and deliberate, his fingers dancing gently across your skin.
"Don't be afraid," he encourages, his voice soft and coaxing.
Your eyes, though blind, still attempt to focus on him. Mouth slightly agape, caught up in the moment.
He leans closer, his lips nearly brushing against your ear, his breath warm and tantalizing.
"Let's start with a simple kiss," he suggests, his words carrying a hint of challenge and desire.
He chuckles softly, his smile seductive and knowing. His touch gentle, he brushes your hair away, his face drawing closer, their lips practically grazing.ย You flinch. Your ears are so sensitive due to the fact that you have to rely most on your hearing and not your sight.
Your heart races. "It's forbidden.", you whisper shyly.
You haven't anticipated such a turn of events when leaving Zed's chambers.
Kayn smirks, delighting in the situation.
"Oh, but no one is here," he assures, his tone carrying a mix of mockery and seduction. "It's just us, isn't it?"
With deliberate gentleness, he raises his hand to your chin, guiding your face towards him. His gaze locks with yours as he speaks, his voice hushed and secretive.
"No one will ever know. Except for me..." he affirms, his words carrying a promise.
The tension mounts as he moves closer, the gap between you narrowing. Your heart pounds furiously, your cheeks ablaze with excitement, the adrenaline fueling the intensity of the moment.
"Just a little kiss..."
With your eyes closed, his lips gently graze against yours, the touch tender and delicate.
Your gasp reverberated through the air, the sound so quiet and yet so loud in the silence of the moment. The pulse of your heart quickened, a palpable excitement coursing through your veins.
You didn't feel any shame in the encounter, instead relishing the vivacity it brought you. This instant was a awakening.
He doesn't move aside, his lips are still on you. You have no idea what to do. His tongue slowly enters your mouth, searching for your tongue. This moment is so wrong, yet it feels so good to you. Kayn keeps searching for a reaction from you.
You stem your hands against his chest and feel his strong heartbeat. As you rest your hands on his chest, he seems pleased, his smile widening, his expression clearly enjoying the innocence behind the gesture.
You are clumsy, don't know what to do exactly and forrow your brows in concentration.
He continues to guide your mouth against his, the dance of their tongues growing more intense. Slowly, he begins moving his hands, seeking out your waist. He draws you closer, encircling you in his arms, pulling you against his body.
His voice drops to a seductive whisper, his breath warm against your ear.
"I wonder what Master Zed would say if he could see you now..."
The mention of Zed elicits a soft mewling sound from you, the mention of potential disapproval due to the Order's rules causing you to hesitate.
You make an attempt to push Kayn away, trying to create distance before the situation escalates further.
He picks up on your reaction, observing the way you respond to the topic of your master.
"So, that's how it is," he muses. "You react whenever I bring up Master Zed. Interesting."
He chuckles playfully, his voice is filled with provocation "Oh~ naughty little Y/n. Are you having a crush on Zed?" He asks and squishes your cheeks together in a mocking way.
Kayn grins widely as he continues the taunting line of mockery.
"You can't see it but it's rather clear, there's no use denying it," he quips, grinning at his own pun.
He chuckles at your flushed cheeks and obvious inexperience, clearly finding amusement in the situation.
When he drops the question, his tone playful and teasing, there's no missing the slight discomfort that passes over your expression.
"What if I tell Master Zed, hmm?"
You panic at the possibility of Kayn informing Zed of your crush on him.
"Don't tell him! ... please...", you lower your head in total embarassment.
You were incredibly conflicted in this moment. Your heart hammering wildly within your chest, a consequence of Kayn's presence and actions. You allowed him to kiss you, an act that left you questioning your own feelings towards him. It would be more appropiate than for Master Zed that's for sure.
He keeps smiling, he feels powerful as he sees your uncomfortable face, he enjoys torturing you with these possibilities
"Maybe I could keep this, as a little secret between the two of us. Hmm... But what if I wanted... something in return?"
A smug smirk adorns his face, his gaze filled with mockery. He leans in, bringing his face so close that his breath brushes against your ear, the words he utters carrying a hint of sinister satisfaction.
"And what could I possibly want from you? Any idea dear Y/n?"
You look up to him, trying to catch his eyes despite your blindness and bite your lower lip before speaking.
"..another kiss?"
Oh. You are so naive and innocent...
He smirks and moves away from you, "What? Just a single kiss for this important secret?"
Kayn can't help but chuckle once more, finding immense amusement in your naive and innocent nature. The situation is undeniably entertaining to him, and he takes pleasure in how easy it is to toy with you.
"You need to think bigger. Try again. Maybe I can be persuaded to keep this silent...", He leans towards you again, his smile is more suggestive than ever, "It needs to be worth it."
You frown in confusion. What does he mean?
Kayn's eyes gleam with a sinister delight as he observes your reaction. His voice drips with mockery as he smirks and asks, "Don't tell me you don't know about the birds and bees?"
Your eyes widen in surprise, a look of complete bewilderment on your face.
"Of course I know that!" you protest, voice filled with a mixture of defiance and flustered embarrassment.
He starts to laugh loudly when you mention that you know how babies are made. He takes your chin and brings your face to his once again. He whispers sensually in your ear while looking at you closely.
"If you think you know, try to guess what I would like in return for my silence, then we can close this 'deal' of ours..."
His gaze locks onto your face, patiently waiting for your response, his eyes studying your expression intently.
"You can't be serious," you blurt out, tone laced with disbelief. "I'm not going to have sex with you!" you whisper the word "sex," clearly feeling a sense of embarrassment and discomfort at the very thought.
He bursts in laughter at your reaction, so innocent and honest. When he calms down he speaks, "Oh, Y/n, I am not asking for something like that."
His tone becomes more provocative once again, "I want something from your mouth only I could benefit from..."
Kayn's hand encircles your waist again, his grip firm and assertive as he pulls you closer, bridging the gap that remains between your bodies. The proximity is both unsettling and thrilling.
You frown once again. What is that supposed to mean? Something from your mouth?
"Oh, don't tell me I need to spell it out for the model student Y/n? Or are you pretending?"
He smirks and caresses your soft hair with his free hand. "Let me give you a hint. It involves you taking something in your mouth..."
His hand glides downwards, moving over the sensitive flesh of your throat and then settling between your breasts, causing a shiver to run through your body at the intimate touch. He then takes your hand and places it against the unmistakable bulge in his pants, the heat and hardness radiating through the fabric.
Your face gets super red again and stays silent. Too ashamed to answer him.
He lets out a sharp laugh, the sudden burst of sound catching you off guard. His expression mixes mockery and amusement as he responds with a smirk, his tone teasing and teasingly mocking.
"Oh, Y/n," he chuckles, "I know you're not that dumb." He leans closer, his voice dropping to a more intimate volume.
"I want something in return, and you know just what it is... No need to play innocent..."
His expression deepens as he pushes you down to your knees. The sound of fabric unlacingย seems obscenely loud in your ears. He bites his lip, eyes filled with a dark desire. He can't believe this is happening. The sight of you, the usually confident Y/n, on your knees before him, brings a deep and intense reaction. He is almost overcome with desire. His dick reflexively twitches hard, the arousal evident in his face and his words.
He watches as your face turns bright red, he caresses your hair with his hand.
"What a good girl," he says while his hand slides down to your cheek. You can sense his intense gaze at you directly, the passion and desire in his eyes are undeniable. "Now, the real question is... what will you do, Y/n? Care to keep your secret?"
You nod as he runs his thumb over your bottom lip."Then it's time to use that beautiful mouth, my dear..."
He guides his length to your lips, smearing his tear of lust on them and he groans as he memorize the image of you in front of him.
When you feel his rod on your lips, you are surprised at how hot and silky it feels. You feel the pulse in your nether regions, involuntarily becoming wet.
"Open your mouth. Give it a few kisses, don't be shy." You could basically hear his grin.
And you did as he said.
The touch of your soft lips is electrifying. He looks down into your pale eyes. "Good girl. You are so obedient...", he groans, head falling back.His yellow eyes turn dreamy, he seems completely under your spell, "I will teach you everything, Y/n. You will be such a good pet. I can't wait to make you scream my name..."
You moan against his length as you hear his words full of forbidden promise.
He takes control, guiding your head onto his length. He moans loudly, not caring who might hear you two. His grip on your hair tightens.
He wishes his fellow acolytes could see this, so he can bath in their jealous looks.
"You're a natural at this, Y/n.", he hums. He grins, his expression filled with wicked satisfaction as he speaks. "If only the others could see this..." The idea of their reactions is clearly pleasing to him. He pushes in deeper, making you gag. Pale eyes tearing up,ย face reddening with embarrassment, even as the sensations make your body heat up. You try to push through it, but the intensity makes it difficult.
Kayn looks at you in amusement, enjoying your lack of experience. "My my, aren't you a fast learner?"He can't help but let out a chuckle, the thought of the other boys seeing this scene fueling his arousal. Each gesture and expression on your face only heightens his enjoyment of the moment, the idea of their envious glances adding an extra layer of satisfaction to the fantasy.
"A sight of true perfection..."
You moan around his cock as you hear his praise and maybe you are also getting excited by the idea of the others finding you.
His grin widens as he imagines the scenario he proposed. "Oh, I would love for someone to catch us in the act right now," he muses, his tone filled with a dark and mischievous glee. "The looks on their faces would be priceless. Wouldn't you agree? Fuck, that would be so hot!"
As Kayn continues to guide you with one hand, his other hand drifts up to your head, his fingers tracing through your hair in a gentle, almost loving gesture. The combination of his touch and his words creates a heady sense of intimacy despite the circumstance.
"I bet Master Zed would be furious, and you would get punished, do you want to find out what would happen if the others caught us?" He whispers teasingly, "Ngh..I would really like it if Master Zed found us right now."He thrusts almost gently into your mouth.
"Imagine his reaction when he'd see you, my dear. You are so beautiful with my dick in your mouth!" He grunts and caresses your face again with his free hand.
"And so naughty...", he slaps your cheek lightly and moans and the sensation.
"Fuck. You're so good.", he pants.
This turns him on even more. He looks at the ceiling and moans softly, the thought of being caught was really making him lose his mind.
He smiles and continues to use that rhythm. His eyes are closed and he seems to be enjoying every moment. He is close to the end. Suddenly he realizes that you may not know what to do next.
Kayn opens his yellow eyes and speaks in a more assertive tone. "I'm close, my dear Y/n, there is only one way to end this now..."
He looks at you in anticipation, all his passion is focused on that one moment.
He moans and closes his eyes again. You can feel him getting closer and closer to the edge. Suddenly there is a sound of footsteps from the hallway, someone seems to be walking a few rooms away from them
You immediately panic a bit and try to get up.
He grabs your head and arm tightly and prevents you from getting up, "Don't you dare!", he hisses with a wolfish smile and lets out a soft chuckle. You notice that he is not concerned at all. Reckless.
You whine lowly with him in your mouth...
He looks at the door, he is expecting whoever is coming to arrive at any moment.
"You will have to keep quiet now, sweetcheeks. Don't make any noise and do what you are told!", Kayn whispers into your ear while keeping an eye on the door.
He holds your chin and hair and thrusts into your mouth with speed. His moans are breathy and he looks at the door, waiting for the moment when the unexpected guest would reach them.
Suddenly, the sound of footsteps reaches the door. Kayn smiles as he looks at you and bites his lip in anticipation. His dark brows furrow and his breathing gets faster.
And without a warning he finishes on your tongue.
You try to escape his hold but fail. His grip is too tight. You are trying to swallow everything but some is running down the corner of your lips, down your chin.
A sense of pride and satisfaction radiates from him, his gaze filled with a smug certainty. He smiles widely, the corners of his lips curled upward, his expression a mix of bliss and arrogance. It's clear that he feels a sense of accomplishment at having you in this position, and he takes pleasure in flaunting it.
The sound of footsteps, originating from just outside the door, gradually fade into silence as they move away. They seem to have left, either unaware of the moment that happened in the room or uninterested in interrupting. Their presence vanishing into the maze of the temple. The hallway falls into a momentary silence, the only sounds being the heavy breathing of the two of you and fabric rustling.
"You may get up now, dear Y/n. And be sure to wipe that dribble from the corner of your lips. Would be embarrassing to be caught with my cum on your face, or maybe you're into that.", he chuckles.
Despite the intensity of your conflicted emotions, you somehow manage to stand up and compose yourself, wiping your mouth with the back of your hand. This asshole! Without a word and look you just turn around and leave.
He bursts into laughter, clearly entertained by your ashamed and flustered state. For the for first time in your life you'd disappointed Master Zed... letting Kayn get under your skin and letting him have advantage over you. You didn't know what to do! How pathetic you are, idiot!
"Oh, leaving already without saying 'Thank you!'? How rude!" he mocks, his tone dripping with false innocence. "You should show me some gratitude for keeping your little secret!"
Hi ! Can you please do some headcanon of kayn as a father of a cute little girl (admittedly he already has an s/o) before et after his ascension with rhaast? Like how he would treat her, react to the new, will he be a good daughter? I let you choose which kayn you're more confortable with between default and odyssey because I love them both! (if you do odyssey kayn after his ascension is when he became emperor) I searched for these everywhere without finding so thank you a lot if you can do them!
[A/N: Hello, my darling. Yes, you're very welcome. I thought that original Kayn would be more fitting, and original Rhaast, in my opinion, is much funnier (depicted in comics). I made the s/o gender neutral since you didn't specify what gender, if you guys thinks it's a female s/o, then Kayn's daughter is his biological one. If you guys think it's a male s/o, then they adopted a girl. Thank you for making a request, you are more than welcome to ask for more.]
Headcanons of Kayn as a Father of a Little Girl ft. Rhaast
Before Ascension:
He loves his daughter very much.
No room for debate.
He also loves his s/o, of course.
His s/o knew he was part of the Order of the Shadows.
Zed was the godfather, and often visited, babysitting Kayn's daughter.
Kayn saw his master, Zed, knitting a scarf together with his daughter.
It was an adorable sight.
His daughter also knew he was a part of the Order, but she can't fully understand what it is yet.
After Ascension:
He was afraid.
He found the Darkin Scythe when he looked for more power.
His arm was
The thought of you and his daughter calling him a monster scared him.
But luckily, only when he touched the weapon will his arm looked corrupted.
Other than that, it was normal.
He told you all about it and he was very worried.
He only sighed when you told him that you'll still accept him for who he is now.
His daughter thinks that he is so cool.
His daughter talks with Rhaast, and at time putting a little pink bow in the scythe.
Rhaast sighs but is amused.
Rhaast: "I've only had her for a day, but if anything happens to her, I will kill everyone in the room and then myself."
Warning: Gn reader, penetration, pretty short, english isn't my first language
A/n: So I sat with this for quite some time I first wanted to add more onto this but I just lost motivation for this so it's pretty short now sorry
โFuck. I want to bite you so bad itโs fucking painful.โ
The words are a low, desperate growl against your ear, his breath hot and uneven. His hips still against yours, his cock buried deep inside you, both of you trembling.
What?
Itโs all you can think. His confession hangs in the air, thick and heavy. A rough, frustrated sound tears from his throat. โShit. I shouldnโt have said that. Ignore that. Fuck, justโฆ forget it.โ He tries to move again, to restart the pace, but you clutch his shoulders, holding him still.
โWait.โ
His body tenses, every muscle coiled. He wonโt look at you.
โKayn. Look at me.โ
He does, finally, and his dark eyes are flooded with a wild, hungry shame. โItโs stupid.โ
โItโs notโ you breathe, the pieces clicking into place. The way his mouth always lingered on your skin, the press of his teeth when he came, the almost desperate focus on your neck and shoulders. It wasnโt just passion. It was a craving heโd been denying himself. โYouโve been thinking about this.โ
He lets out a shaky laugh. โThinking about it? Itโs all I fucking think about when Iโm inside you. I want to sink my teeth into that perfect skin and mark you up. I want to feel you between my teeth. I want to taste you.โ He looks away again, jaw tight. โBut itโsโฆ a lot. I didnโt know how to ask for something thatโฆ intense.โ
An hour earlier, you never would have guessed this was the reason for the tension your could always feel under his skin.
But now he was here, inside you, confessing his desire with a vulnerability that nobody would expect from him.
You brought your hand up, cupping his jaw, forcing his gaze back to yours. โSo ask.โ
He swallows hard. โCan Iโฆ can I bite you?โ
โWhere?โ you whisper, your own pulse racing, excitement building low in your belly.
His eyes darken, the shame evaporating, replaced by pure, unadulterated want. โYour shoulder. That smooth, sweet spot right where your neck meets your shoulder. Iโve dreamed about it.โ
โDo it.โ
The permission unlocks something in him. A low, possessive snarl rumbles in his chest and his body goes taut above you. He drops his head, his mouth scorching a path to the exact spot he described. His tongue flicks out, a wet, hot stripe across your skin and you gasp. His teeth graze your skin, a subtle, testing pressure that makes your back arch.
And then he bites down.
Itโs not a gentle love bite. Itโs a deep, claiming, perfect pressure that floods your system with a shocking wave of pure pleasure. The sharp, bright pain melts instantly into a deep, throbbing heat that radiates straight to your sex. You cry out, a raw, ragged sound, and your inner muscles clench around his cock.
โFuckโ he moans against your skin, the vibration intensifying everything. โYou fucking just gripped me like youโre trying to milk my cock dry. You like that? You like my teeth on you?โ
He doesnโt let up, the pressure deepening for a breathtaking second before he soothes the spot with a long, lazy lick. The mix of sharpness and tenderness is overwhelming.
โYes! God, Kayn, yes!โ
โI knew itโ he pants, his hips starting to move again, each thrust punctuated by the throbbing in your shoulder. โI fucking knew youโd take it so good. Iโm gonna mark this whole perfect body. Gonna make sure everyone knows who makes you feel this good.โ His pace turns punishing, brutal, each drive of his hips slamming into your deepest spots. โYou feel how hard this makes me? My cock is fucking aching for you. All because I finally got to taste you properly.โ
His words are filthy, youโre hurtling toward your peak, every sensation amplified a thousand times. The stretch of him inside you, the dull, sweet ache in your shoulder, the crude but beautiful things heโs growling in your ear.
โIโm gonna comeโ you warn him, your voice cracking.
โNoโ he rasps, his breath hot on your damp skin. โNot yet.โ He stills his hips again, holding himself deep, and lowers his head back to your other shoulder. โYou donโt get to come until Iโve bitten this side, too. Until Iโm sure youโre marked everywhere.โ
His teeth find a new spot, and he bites down just as hard.
Story: Based on @revelboo Soft AU where the Cybertronians have assigned Caretakers but the Transformers believe the Caretakers are courting them.
Summary: The Caretakersโ General allies with MECH who want to use the Caretakers to blackmail the Cybertronians.ย
THE SOFT AU CONCEPT BELONGS ABSOLUTELY TO @revelboo! Please go check out her stuff, superb writing!ย
A/N: I hope it was ok for me to write this! I very much love the soft AU! This simply is something in honor of it.ย
2.2k words. Transformers x Neutral Reader. Kinda suggestive.
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The entire facility fell quiet as the news was delivered to the Cybertronians.
It had started as a normal day. The Autobots and Decepticons, each in their habsuites, waiting for their little Conjuxes to show up to spend some quality time together.ย
They waited for 10 minutes โฆ then 30 minutes, then an hour. Two hours. Three. Five.ย
No one ever showed up. They all gathered together in the main room of the facility. Waiting for answers and waiting for news. Good news. But the concerns quickly rose as it was suspicious that no Conjuxes were in sight. No one.ย
Until the HR team showed up.ย
โWe want to start by saying that we were unaware of the Generalโs intentions,โ they said, trying to use very soft vocabulary so as to not anger the bots. โBut our General left and sided with MECH โฆ He gave them each Caretakersโ location and well, we believe they are the reason the Caretakers are not here.โ
At first, the Cybertronians didnโt understand. What was MECH?ย
โI am afraid we do not understand these terms,โ Optimus was the first to speak up. โDo you mean our Conjuxes were taken to another facility? If thatโs the case then I believe I speak up for everyone that we wish to be re-located to whatever location our Conjuxes may beโโ
โNo, they were kidnapped by MECH, they are a terrorist organization,โ said one of the HRโs team. โWe donโt know where they are.โ
It was silent for 30 seconds straight.ย
Until panic began to spread around the room, filling the sparks of the Cybertronians. Some looked around, in a desperate and disillusioned attempt of comfort. Others started to break things around them. Others stayed still, unable to process the news and some were ready to leave and look for their conjuxes.ย
But before the chaos could fall upon all of them, the enormous data-screen that was mounted to the wall of the main room turned on. On it, the screen displayed the image of an older man. With scars on his face and an intimidating aura.ย
โGreetings, Autobots and Decepticons,โ the man said. โMy name is Silas, leader of MECH.โ
The Cybertronians gathered around the computer screen, all wanting to know about the person responsible for kidnapping the Conjuxes.ย
โAs you may already know, we have taken the Caretakers under our care,โ Silas said, quickly pressing a button on his keyboard and another image appeared on the screen.
It was the Conjuxes who, with their hands and feet tied down, their mouths covered with tape. Other MECH members stood around them, guns pointing at them.ย
From afar, Starscream noticed his little Conjunx among the rest. His spark drops and he quickly pushes everyone aside, wanting to be close to the screen, to register the truth.ย
โIf you hurt them,โ Starscream's voice started as low, trembling as he finally reached the monitor screen. His anger is now becoming evident. โIf you hurt them โฆ I swear Iโll destroy every single city on this planet! Iโll tear everything apart and destroy this entire world if I have to! If you dare to even touch a single hair, I swear Iโll kill every single human on sightโโ
โAnd if you do dare to hurt a single civilian, I promise you, weโll torture them,โ Silas said in such a calm voice that it sent a shiver down everyoneโs spine. โOr just straight up kill them.โ
At the threat of that and in desperation, Starscream pulls his null-ray cannons, ready to shoot at the screen but Megatron quickly puts him aside. He signals Thundercracker and Shockwave to restrain him. Meanwhile, Soundwave was in a catatonic state.ย
โYou fools!โ Starscream keeps yelling. โYou are just gonna let them hurt our Conjuxes and you wonโt do anything about it?!!!โ
โOh, thatโs where you are wrong, Starscream,โ when Silas pronounced his name, Starscream immediately stopped talking, unaware how the leader of MECH knew his designation. โWe donโt want to hurt them, if anything we saved them.โ
โFrom what?โ Hot Rod asked as he also made his way close to the leaders. โThey were safe here with us, do not make yourself seem like you are the good guys because you are not.โ
โWe saved them from all of you,โ Silas said simply. โThe General told us everything. How you treated the Caretakers was unacceptable.โ
โBut they are our arranged-conjuxes, we only did what Conjuxes do for each other.โ
โThatโs what you think, but the truth is that all of them,โ Silas paused, โ Every single one of them lied to you. They were forced to care for you.โ
Once again, the entire room fell silent. Starscream had finally stopped fighting and now he listened, just like the rest.
โOh, didnโt you know? They donโt love you, none of them did! It was all a farce just to keep you from starting another war.โ
Of course, a lot of the Cybertronians knew that the government offered them conjuxes in order for them to have some kind of political leverage. But all of them thought that the little Conjuxes were willing to be conjuxes. That they had chosen them. Chosen each one of them because they find them worthy โฆ because they loved them.ย
โThe Caretakers were brought into the facility with lies and were forced to be with you out of fear! They fear you! Even some of them hate you! Despise you!โ Silas kept talking and each word stabbed the spark of the Cybertronians. โWho could ever love monstrosities like yourselves?! It wasnโt a Conjunxย offering, it was a sacrifice!โย
โYou are lying!โย
The Autobots and Decepticons turned around to look at the back of the room, it had been Soundwave who spoke the loudest he had ever in his life. He had snapped out of immobile state.
โThey are our Conjuxes! They take care of us! They have accepted our gifts, our rituals! They have been close to our sparks and even bonded with us!โ
And as he walked towards the monitor, his voice became more distorted, glitching. All the memories he had with his conjunx were overflowing his processor. He had been one of the few who had bonded with their arranged conjunx and he could feel you to an extent. But he understood the purity in your heart, and that, he wonโt believe it's not real. Not unless you tell him so.ย
ย โDonโt you dare lie about the bond they have with us! It's pure! Itโs sacred!โ
He reached where Megatron was standing and his leader put a servo on his shoulder, making him stop. They share a profound gaze. For the first time, Soundwave noticed fear in Megatronโs optics. Terrified. Not for him, but for what could happen to his conjunx. Soundwave stopped talking.ย
โWhat do you wish for?โ Megatron asks Silas, Optimus next to him. โOur technology? Ammunition? War intel? Valuable or materialisticย items?โ
Silas stays quiet for a second before speaking again.
โWhen the General reached out and told us that the Cybertronians were in love with some humans, we couldnโt believe it,โ Silas said. โWe didnโt think it was possible but today' s display of affection proves that not only do you love them โฆ you cannot live without them, correct? Is in your system โฆ like a virus that infected your entire program.โ
They had fallen into a trap.
โWhen Soundwave mentioned โbondedโ do you mean it's possible for a Cybertronian and a Human to share intimacy?โ Silas kept asking questions even though it felt like he already knew the answer. โFrom such intimacy โฆ In theory, could a new being be created?โ
โWeโll run all the necessary tests to ensure if any of the Caretakers have signs of cybertronian life in them,โย Silas said. โUntil we make sure of the kind of cargo we have, we wonโt make any negotiations. Please, wait for further instructions โฆ Weโll reach out to you again, soon enough.โ
โNo! Waitโโ
The video call ended.
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โAlright, who thought it was a good idea to fuck a giant robot?โ
Everyone turned to look at Caretaker 69, aka Soundwaveโs caretaker.
โOh, please! You all act as if I was the only one!โ
MECH kidnapped them. Plain and simple. But at least they allowed them to be together in one room. Of course, all of you were watched all the time by security cameras.ย
โI just know Starscream must be going crazy, he almost destroyed the entire facility when I didnโt show up because I was sick,โ said Caretaker 92. โWe are so getting fired.โ
โIs that what you really are thinking about? Didnโt you hear Silas? The General sold us!โ Shockwaveโs caretaker, also known as Caretaker 10 said. โI knew I should have quit the moment I heard the Cybertronians were just horny robots.โ
โMine wasnโt,โ said Caretaker 77 as they looked into their broken arm, wrapped in a cast. โMy Ratchet was kind โฆ He took care of me. He must be so worried.โ
Everyone looked at Ratchetโs caretaker in silence. Until, from the group of Caretakers, one stood up. Number 100, aka Optimus Primeโs caretaker.ย
โEveryone listen to me,โ they said. โThis isnโt about the Transformers nor about us. Itโs about the world.โ
โIf thereโs one thing we know for sure is that our robots would do anything to get to us. A war might break out again and a lot of lives would be at stake.โ Number 100 had everyoneโs attention.ย โLet's put aside our differences and our thoughts about the bots and think of a way to get out of here, for the sake of the world.โ
Caretaker 69 raised their hand and Caretaker 100 pointed at them, allowing them to speak.
โ... Have you been sucking on Optimusโs spike a lot? Cause I think his leadership skills have been rubbing off on youโโ
โNumber 69, if you say another wordโโ
โHey, I donโt blame youโโ
โUgh, shut up!โ another Caretaker stood up. It was number 1 โฆ Megatronโs caretaker.ย โYo, number 100, count me in. Whatever gets me back to Megatron before 10pm, he gets sad if I donโt listen to his poetry. Whatโs the plan?โ
Optimus' caretaker opened their mouth before closing it. They gave it a few seconds before speaking again.
โ... Honestly, I didnโt think I would get this far.โ
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There wasnโt chaos. Just pure silence. Uncontrollable sadness. Desesperation and defeat.ย
โWe apologize โฆ We should have been upfront about the Caretakers situation.โย
โSo โฆ All of it? Them feeding us, washing us, taking care of us โฆ All of the courting was forced upon them?โ
The HR team looked at each other and nodded.
โSome of them enjoyed it, others were simply doing a job โฆ they never saw it as courting. And for a lack of a better word, yes โฆ Some of them did not enjoy your advances.โ
He struggled to find the right words. He canโt believe he courted someone without their consent. What would you think of him now? Do you secretly hate him? You must hate him because not only did invaded your privacy, he had failed to protect you.ย
โThatโs why they would always call me sir, they were so afraid that they didnโt even wish to call me by my nameโโ
โBut! As Mr.Soundwave said,โ HR interrupted. โSome Caretakers formed genuine bonds!โ
โYes and because of that Soundwaveโs caretaker might be tested on!โ said Thundercracker as he stood by Starscream who looked like he could faint at any time.ย โThat caretaker might be carrying the first Cybertronian-Human sparkling and we are here! Doing nothing!โ
โThundercraker, please,โ Ratchetโs voice could be heard through the main room. He was checking up on Soundwave who wasnโt doing any better. โSoundwave actually spark-bounded with his human. Being parted from a conjunx for a long period of time is hard enough to withstand, if in fact, thereโs a sparkling involved in all of this โฆ I donโt know how much longer he can takeโโ
โI donโt know why we are making such a fuss,โ said Prowl, who had been listening to everything from a distance. But his voice still glitched, broken. โYou heard them โฆ They donโt want us. Maybe MECH is right โฆ they saved them from us. Maybe thatโs what the conjuโ The Caretakers wanted.โ
Mirage wanted to say something, only to look away as he realized that he shared the same sentiment.ย
โWhether the Caretakers wanted us or not, that doesnโt matter anymore,โ Megatron said. โLike HR said, some of the conjuxeโ Caretakers, genuinely cared for us and most importantly thereโsย possibility that Soundwaveโs conjux might be with sparkling.โ
โMegatron is right,โ Optimus stepped in, joining the Decepticon leader. โIf thatโs true, we cannot afford for MECH to have what can be Cybertronโs first sparkling in millennia. MECH will contact us again and if they know whatโs best for them, they wonโt hurt our humans โฆ but when they do, we must be prepared to attack.โ
Optimus then looks at Megatron.
โAs one.โ
Optimus stretches out a servo towards Megatron.
The Decepticon leader thinks of you. Your smile forever engraved in his processor and even if everything was a lie, even if you didnโt love him โฆ He did. And thatโs all the truth he ever needed to know.
For the first time, Megatron shakes Optimus' servo.
โAs one.โ
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A/N: I havenโt read all of the characters in the Soft AU, so sorry if anything was out of character or if it didn't fit the concept! Again, the soft au concept belongs toย @revelboo
Wanted to make a whole account dedicated to just prototype and poppy playtime stuff cause ive been drawing them non stop
Disclaimer i strongly believe that prototype is an adult and if not then i dont like ollie or anything to do with olli i love the design and i think its pretty neat
Pairing: Harley Sawyer (the doctor)/reader (player)
Summary: continuation of this ;) for those who didnโt read it, Sawyer is pretty damn pent of after years of zero human contact. Thankfully for him, youโre there and you donโt seem to have much of a choice.
Warnings: cursing, fingering, making out, dirty talk, some degradation, slight edging and begging
Giblet had left a few minutes ago in search of the Omni-hand that had been taken in the elevator. Apparently, you would need it for some areas ahead, so its absence did need to be remedied. If not for the mission, then for shutting Sawyer, who seemed particularly piqued, up.
โYou lost it?!โ
โI did not lose it. Huggy took it.โ
โOh, yes. That makes it so much better.โ
Honestly, you had thought about begging the toy to stay, even if he was the only one small enough to fit through the pipes leading to the tool. Then again, the sooner you got it, the sooner you got out of this place, so you accepted the lesser evil of being alone with the doctor for a while.
Giblet, although unknowingly, did an absolutely wonderful job of screwing you over before his departure, however.
โAre you guys gonna be doing thatโฆ thing again?โ
Your hurried โnoโ clashed against Sawyerโs โmost likely,โ the crosstalk making you grimace in embarrassment and the little plush walking out of the room with a sigh.
The both of you continued on, the lacking conversation primarily coming from the man behind you, an annoying mix of sexually-charged taunts and grumbled laments about your idiocy, specifically for allowing that stupid Omni-hand out of your grasp.
It was fairly unsurprising, though, seeing as he always did have a flair for the dramatics.
When he did ask an unrelated question, you couldnโt help but actually give him your attention, even if the inquiry was laced with yet another insult.
โSo, how did you survive? I presume you wouldnโt have been able to find out about the Hour of Joy on your own.โ
Looking down, you swallowed. โI justโฆ I just got lucky, I guess.โ
โWhat? Did you just magically happen to take that day off or something?โ He turned to you with an incredulous expression when you failed to give an answer, his tone going flat. โAre you serious?โ
โLook, you donโt need to make fun of me. Do you know how bad it feels to take a single shift off and then the morning that I come back everyone turns out to be missing?โ
โMuch better than being there to hear them scream, donโt you think? Personally, I didnโt seem to mind.โ
You grit your teeth. โCan we talk about something else?โ
โOf course!โ His acceptance seemed far too easy to not be suspicious. โDoes that mean itโs later, then?โ
With a scowl, you flashed him a glare before freezing a pile of Poppy gel. โYa know, when I said โlater,โ I kinda meant whenever we got out of this hellhole.โ
Then again, you were planning on making a b-line for the police station first thing, and you were most definitely taking him with you, so it did feel like the slightest bit of a lie.
Then again, he most definitely deserved it.
Ice scattered across the floor as you made the mound burst, turning back to peer behind you and frowning with unease. โStop looking at me like that.โ
The corner of his lip quirked slightly in amusement. โLike what?โ
Like you want to eat me alive
Without answering, partly out of fear of the accuracy to your guess, you slipped underneath a fallen piece of titanium. Your silence seemed to only irritate him further.
โOh, come now. Thereโs no need to be so rude. If you like me just say so.โ
You scoffed. โI do not like you.โ
The denial had him rolling his eyes. โOf course. And, pray tell, what was that back there?โ
Warmth started blooming up your neck as you swiveled to face him. โThat was absolutely nothing. You came on to me!โ
โAnd you didnโt seem to have the slightest issue with that. Funny.โ
โI-โ
Once more, the memories had the heat traveling up to your face and into your head, melting any sort of clever retort you might have had before.
โWhatโs wrong, little germ? Did I hit a nerve?โ
โDonโt call me that.โ For a statement that was meant to be commanding, it sounded awfully pathetic.
โWhat else shall I call you then? Darling?โ He cocked a brow mockingly. โOr maybe youโd enjoy something like whore better.โ
Fuck
So unfair that such a vile human could be blessed with a voice like that.
And a face like that, too.
โYou make me so mad.โ
That fact that something so childish was all you could come up with as a response was more than enough evidence to show your slowly crackling defenses, a fact that had Sawyer internally giddy with delight. โAmong other things, it seems.โ
โWhatโs that supposed to mean?โ When you pressed an accusatory finger into his chest, you were met with a striking firmness.
For a doctor who spent his free time in a factory basement running illegal experiments, he was surprisingly toned. The idea of what the rest of him looked like had you absolutely frozen.
โThe human body responds in certain ways when it gets aroused.โ His hand curled around your wrist, bringing it up and pressing his thumb into the center. โYour pulse quickens. Muscles tense. Blood pressure rises.โ
Bending down to reach your level, his breath tickles your ear as he continued. โI wonder how youโd react if I kissed you again. Letโs find out, shall we?โ
He was slow when he moved to face you, just barely hovering centimeters away.
If he had been anyone else, you might have thought the action to be a wordless search of your approval. You knew better, however, knew that it was to do nothing more than to taunt, to tease.
To make you desperate.
It was working.
Iโll take my time with you
For the second time today, he pressed his lips against yours.
And for the second fucking time today, you just couldnโt seem to resist.
You really were hopeless, werenโt you?
It was a fact that he seemed to realize just as well, the ghost of a grin dancing across his mouth as he devoured your own. One hand wrapped around your neck, the other quickly slithering under the hem of your shirt.
That arm snaked under the fabric and up your back to undo your bra, an action that he completed with unsurprising dexterity. So much so, that you barely even noticed at all, gasping in shock when you felt his palm skim over your exposed breast.
It seemed that the sound had amused him, much to your annoyance. He backed up just slightly, continuing to place kisses down your neck between teasing sentences. โWhatโs wrong? Is somebody embarrassed?โ
A grimace graced your features. โI liked you a lot better when you were a metal box.โ
โOh, is that so?โ He cocked a brow. โBut then I couldnโt do this.โ
Without any further warning, he pinched your nipple, the tiny squeeze sending a jolt of pleasure up your chest and a small moan out your mouth.
As if the mere touch of you was satisfaction enough, he continued to play, to prod, to do whatever he pleased. He watched as you squirmed under his grasp, relishing in the feeling of the warmth of your flesh under his grip.
Even in your state, a confusing mix of humiliation and excitement, you could tell that he was slowly getting just as fervent as you were. You barely felt the fallen piece of concrete behind you until Sawyer pushed you up against it, using the debris to support you.
โI wasnโt lying. You canโt begin to understand how infuriating it is to go years without the sensation of human skin.โ One of his hands nimbly started to undo the buttons of your shirt, the action doing a wonderful job of distracting you from the other, which had silently started to move lower. โTo watch you parade around this damn basement and not be able to put you in your place.โ
When he opened your top, you unconsciously moved to cover yourself, but he caught both of your wrists between a single palm.
He did nothing but chuckle when you shuffled in embarrassment. โEver thought that maybe you deserved it?โ
Your heated response failed to deter him. In fact, it seemed to have something akin to carnal excitement flashing behind those gray irises. โI wasnโt lying when I said I was going to take my time with you, either. Iโd suggest starting to be more polite.โ
Halfway ready to ask him why, a gasp cut your inquiry off when his thumb brushed against your clit. He slowly started to make circles around the bundle of nerves, the movement uncharacteristically tender. Two of his other fingers slipped gently into you, beginning to pump in and out.
โFuck.โ It was practically deplorable, how easily he had you turning into a cursing pile of mush.
Your own hand drifted to the hem of his pants, a jolt of excitement spiking through you when you realized how hard he was. Before you could do anything, however, Sawyer quickly snatched your wrist, the sudden grab causing you to look up at him in confusion.
โYouโre not gonnaโฆโ
He smiled mockingly. โWhy? Do you want to?โ
โI didnโt say thatโฆโ you muttered, perfectly aware of how awfully disappointed the statement sounded.
โOh, you poor, desperate thing. Donโt worry, Iโll have you one way or another. I just figured I would wait until I got you out of place.โ His voice, ever so slightly unsteady now, tickled your ear. โI want to make you scream properly without worrying about someone important hearing.โ
The comment had you squeezing around his hand.
A few more minutes passed and you could begin to feel an orgasm incoming.
Just as it had started to approach, however, the contact stopped. The swift termination had you looking back up in surprise, then nearly whimpering at the wicked excitement dancing over his gaze.
How he knew you were getting close, you had absolutely no idea, but you were extremely unhappy with the fact nonetheless.
โAh, ah,โ he chided. โSay please.โ
Your jaw dropped slightly in dismay. โYouโve gotta be fucking with me.โ
His grin only widened. โTry me, little germ.โ
Stubbornness had you glaring up at him in response.
With a shrug, he started to remove his fingers. โFine, then.โ
โPlease!โ You bit out, closing your eyes as if maybe that would make your surrender less humiliating. โPlease, please, please, please!โ
โThere we go.โ At your plea, he resumed once more. โThat wasnโt so hard, was it?โ
His tone matched your statement from hours before almost perfectly, and if you were any less desperate you might have chided him for mocking you so blatantly, but you honestly couldnโt find it in yourself to care at the moment.
Especially not when that elusive high was getting close again.
His movements quickened slightly, but steady, perfectly timed to have you coming apart.
He did have a surgeonโs touch, you supposed, so it should have been all that surprising.
โThatโs it, brat. Melt around my hands.โ
And you did.
Your nails bite into his shoulders through his coat, but he didnโt reprimand you, just wordlessly taking you down from your high with arrogant satisfaction blazing behind his expression.
When he pulled away, you whined, completely chipping away at whatever pride you had left. It looked as if the mere sound almost had his own resolve breaking as well, those usually perfectly steady hands quivering slightly, gray eyes flashing in what looked to be carnal desire.
Regardless, he let out a breath and readjusted his lab coat.
โAlright, letโs get to parts and services.โ
Ignoring the slight shakiness in your legs, you stood up with furrowed brows. โI thought you said we needed the Omni-hand to get there.โ
Turning back to you, he offered a small, much-too-friendly looking grin in your direction. โDid I? I donโt recall.โ
ส ๐ญ๐ฐ : harley sawyer (doctor) x assistant!reader, sucking dick, MDNI, sucking pussy, hickeys on the neck, kisses, nsfw, sex with a condom, deep throat.
The air conditioning hummed softly in Dr. Harley Sawyer's private office on the top floor of the restricted wing of Playtime Co. It was 1:47 PM, the lunch break was almost over, but you knew he hadn't gone out to eat.
When you knocked twice on the dark wooden door, his voice answered dryly, without raising his tone:
โโ Come in.
You pushed the door open with your shoulder, balancing a thermos of black coffee in your left hand and a thin folder of reports in your right.
โโ I brought coffee. โ you said, closing the door with your hip. โโ Black and unsweetened, just the way you like it. And the updated reports on experiment 137, I thought you'd want to see them before the 2:30 PM meeting.
He looked up for a second, the rigidity in his jaw softening slightly. He didn't smile, but accepted the cup with a short nod.
โโ You didn't need to come all the way here, [Name]. You could have left it on the reception desk.
โโ I know, but you look like you slept in a chair for three hours again. โ you approached, placing the folder beside the keyboard. Your fingers lightly brushed the back of his hand as you handed him the coffee. โโ New neural fusion experiments, Pierre ordered them prioritized. I thought... we could review them together, in peace.
He took a long sip, steam rising between you two. The silence in the room was almost palpable; outside, the corridor was empty. Everyone was in the cafeteria or the lower labs.
โโ Peace.. โ he repeated, his voice low, hoarse with exhaustion. โโ A very rare word in here.
You leaned against the edge of the wide mahogany table, right next to him. Your black pencil skirt rode up an inch on your thighs when you crossed your legs. Your open lab coat revealed the tight white blouse underneath. He noticed, of course he noticed, he always noticed.
โโ You work too hard, doctor. โ your voice came out softer than you intended. โโ Your eyes are red, let me help you relax a little.
He raised an eyebrow, but didn't move away when you reached out and carefully removed his glasses, bending the temples before placing them in his briefcase. Your fingers brushed the warm skin of his temple, and he exhaled slowly.
โโ You're playing with fire, girl.
โโ I know exactly what I'm doing.
You leaned in, the first kiss was on the corner of his mouth, very light and provocative. He didn't pull back; the second kiss was on your neck, just below your jaw, his lips parted, sucking slowly.
He let out a hoarse sound, almost a muffled grunt. His large hands moved up to your waist, gripping the fabric of your skirt.
โโ Someone might hear. โ he murmured against your hair, but his fingers were already sliding under your blouse, up the skin of your back.
โโ Then let's be quiet, โ you whispered, nibbling on his earlobe. โโ Or... almost.
He turned his chair suddenly, pulling you onto his lap. Your mouths met for real now, a hungry kiss, teeth grazing, tongues intertwining.
You moaned softly into his mouth, feeling his erection already hardening under his dress pants. Her hands slid down his chest, opening his lab coat further, unbuttoning his shirt just enough to expose his neck and the beginning of his chest.
You attacked right there, slow, wet kisses, marking his fair skin with bruises that would darken in a few hours. He tilted his head back, letting you work, a deep purr vibrating in his chest.
โโ Damn... you're dangerous. โ he growled.
You slid off his lap, kneeling between his open legs. You unbuttoned his pants with nimble fingers, pulling down the zipper. His cock sprang free, thick and throbbing, the head already glistening with pre-cum.
You licked slowly from base to tip, looking into his eyes the whole time. Sawyer held your hair with one hand, guiding but not forcing.
โโ Oh.. come on, suck it good.
You obeyed, your mouth warm, your tongue swirling, sucking deep until you felt the head hit the back of your throat.
He groaned softly, the sound muffled by his own fist as he bit it. You sucked eagerly, drooling, moaning around him, vibrating. His hips moved slowly, fucking your mouth with control.
But he didn't want to come there, so he pulled you to your feet, turned you around so your back was against the table, and lifted your skirt to your waist.
Your black lace panties were ripped aside, he knelt behind you, and buried his face between your legs.
โโ Ah.. โ you whimpered, your hands flat on the cold table.
His tongue was relentless, long, slow licks, then quick ones on your swollen clitoris. Two thick fingers entered you, curving, hitting that spot that made your legs tremble.
You bit your own arm to keep from moaning loudly. He sucked, licked, moaned against your wet pussy, the obscene sound echoing softly in the room.
โโ Soaked for me... โ he murmured against your flesh. โโ Good girl.
You came for the first time like that, trembling and muffling the cry against your forearm. He didn't stop, he kept licking until you were too sensitive, whimpering his name like a prayer.
Only then did he stand up, open the desk drawer and take out a condom. He tore the package open with his teeth, rolling it down his cock glistening with saliva and your fluids. He turned you around, sat you on the edge of the desk, scattering papers and pens on the floor with an impatient gesture.
โโ Legs around me. โ he ordered.
You obeyed and wrapped your thighs around his waist, your thin heels digging into his back over his lab coat. He positioned his thick head at your entrance and pushed slowly, inch by inch, until he was all the way in, you both groaned at the same time.
โโ Damn, [Name]... so tight. โ He grunted, his forehead pressed against yours.
He began to thrust, deep and hard. The table creaked with each thrust, you gripped his neck, nails digging in, your mouth pressed against his skin to muffle your moans.
You left more hickeys, marking him as yours. He thrust mercilessly, one hand on your ass squeezing, the other on the back of your neck, keeping you close.
โโ Quiet... โ he gasped, but was smiling slyly. โโ No one can hear my assistant screaming my name.
You tried, biting your lip until it bled a little, but each time he hit the perfect spot, a moan escaped.
He covered your mouth with his, swallowing the sounds, his tongue fucking your mouth in the same rhythm as his cock.
The second orgasm came strong, your legs trembled around him, your pussy tightening so much that he cursed softly. He came soon after, buried deep inside, pulsing within the condom, his whole body tense, a hoarse moan muffled against your shoulder.
You both lay there, breathless and still pressed together. Your sweat mingled. He slowly pulled away, discarded the condom in the trash can under the table, and zipped up his pants. You got off the table with wobbly legs, adjusting your skirt, blouse, and hair.
He looked at his neck in the dark reflection of the window; the hickeys were clearly visible, five obvious purple marks.
โโ Tsk... you marked me like a teenager. โ he said, but there was an amused tone in his husky voice.
You smiled, leaning in to give him one last light kiss on his swollen lips.
โโ That was great, doctor. Best break of my life. โ you picked up your bag from the chair. โโ Schedule a second time? This time at your house.
He ran a hand through his hair, adjusting his glasses back on his face. He looked at you for a long second, that sociopathic coldness returning to his eyes, but mixed with something warmer.
โโ Don't get too attached, [Name]. This is just stress relief, nothing more.
You shrugged, still smiling.
โโ Wow, okay. But do you accept a second time?
He snorted, almost laughed.
โโ I accept. Tomorrow night, my address is in your contract, now get out before someone notices how long you've been here.
You left laughing softly, closing the door carefully. The hallway was still empty, so you quickly adjusted your lipstick in the elevator mirror and returned to your post as if nothing had happened.
Ten minutes later, Leith Pierre knocked on the door and entered without waiting for an answer. The man in the expensive suit, with perfectly gray hair, was carrying a clipboard.
โโ Sawyer, we need to talk about experiment 249. The prototype fused incorrectly again, the tissues rejected the neural implant, and now we have an organic mass that won't stop... โ he stopped mid-sentence, his eyes fixed on his colleague's neck.
The hickeys, right there, impossible to ignore. Leith Pierre arched an eyebrow, his smile slowly widening.
โโ Well, well, doctor. I see someone decided to give our grumpiest genius a boost of energy. โ he approached, tilting his head. โโ And what a boost... five marks? Someone was hungry. โ he chuckled softly. โโ You got lucky today, huh? That surgical assistant of yours... what's her name again? She brought your coffee and decided you were going to be lunch?
Sawyer crossed his arms, his expression impassive, but the slight blush on his ears betrayed him.
โโ Pierre, focus on the experiment. 249 can be recovered if we inject stabilizer before 4 PM.
Leith raised his hands, still laughing.
โโ Calm down, calm down. I'm just saying... good for you. How long has it been since I've seen the great Dr. Sawyer looking like he just had a good time? โ he winked. โโ Keep it up, maybe she'll make you less unbearable in meetings.
Sawyer snorted, but the corner of his mouth twitched.
โโ Get out of my office before you become the next experiment.
@OWODUCKS.แ any translations, reposts, and usage of my written works are strictly prohibited. reblogs are appreciated.
Summary: now that you and Sawyer are a โteam,โ heโs employed you to get his human body back. He most definitely wasnโt, however, expecting to feel so needy now that he has all those pesky parts and hormones again. The solution?
Take it out on you.
Word Count: 1.8k
Warnings: language, kissing, very suggestive, sexual intent, getting caught (kinda), some potentially not too accurate representations of lore and/or cryonics but who cares
โI just donโt think that we can trust him. Ya know?โ
โYeah, Giblet, I know. Heโs just the best we got right now.โ With a huff, you looked down to the television monitor. โUnfortunately.โ
To say that you had been pissed when Sawyer showed up again was a massive understatement. After all the work you had put in to get him out of the way, now he just pops back up like the worldโs worst game of wack-a-mole.
Now, you were stuck hauling around this giant television and the asshole inside it had the nerve to be making demands.
Apparently, the doctorโs physical body was still very much, buried deep beneath the factory, and its owner seemed very antsy to get it back. Seeing as the both of you now had some semblance of being on the same team, he had immediately asked you to help him in that endeavour.
Asked was a strong word.
โMost of my bots were destroyed after I was shut off, you idiot. What do you expect me to do like this?โ
โShutting up would be a nice start.โ
โBesides, itโs not just getting my body. This will re-wire me back into the factoryโs mainframe system. That means code, secrets. Whatever your puny little heart could desire.โ
โLook, that sounds great and all, but if you could just tell us how to kill the prototype, that would be really helpful.โ When he didnโt respond, you sighed. โThe way I see it, you need us. I could unplug you right now.โ
Probably the silliest threat youโve made to date, but this entire situation wasnโt exactly normal, so you let it slide.
You felt a little tug of your shirt, the movement causing you to look down and see a small, red plush blinking back up at you. โBut if we do that, we wonโt be able to find Poppy. Heโs the only one who knows where she-โ
โGiblet!โ
The stuffed animal took a few moments, but gasped when he realized his words had quickly obliterated your bluff, along with any sense of dominance that you had over the situation. โOhโฆ sorry.โ
Sawyerโs wickedly gleeful laugh crackling out through the speaker had you groaning in vexation.
After that entire debacle, and what seemed like an hour of walking around with an extra thirty pounds of the most annoying piece of technology on the planet, you arrived in front of a deadbolt and dusty keypad.
You looked down in expectancy to the device in your arms. โCode?โ
โDonโt boss me around.โ
โFine. We can just sit here while Iโll try to guess, then.โ
Silence.
โ2381.โ
โThatโs what I thought.โ
Despite Gibletโs slip up, you still did have some semblance of an upper hand here, one of the only positives of this situation. It was quite entertaining to toy with him a bit, no pun intended. Even with a stark lack of regular facial features, you could tell he was fuming behind that screen.
With a beep, the door slid open, revealing a large space lined with metallic tables and test tubes. The thing that stood out the most, however, was the giant cryogenic chamber standing in the middle of the room.
โIsโฆ is that you?โ
โYes, yes. Save the astonishment for later if you can.โ
Oh shit
Why is he hot?
Ebony hair fell over strikingly sharp features. Even through the slightly frosted glass, you could tell there were bags under his eyes, but they didnโt even begin to take away from the rest of his appearance. Some might have argued that they did the exact opposite, actually. A small, thin scar cut through the left side of his lip, a result from what you guessed to be a less-than compliant experiment.
Deserved
โGiblet, will you keep watch outside?โ When the creature nodded and acquiesced, you turned back to the monitor. โOkay. How do Iโฆ wake you up, or whatever?โ
The screen flickered as the doctor rolled his eyes, but didnโt voice his annoyance at your lack of proper medical terminology. โJust scan your fingerprint with that keypad.โ
You almost snorted. โSeriously? Thatโs it?โ
โYes, seriously,โ he grumbled. โThat fucker Pierre thought it would be funny if anyone else in the company could do it but me.โ
This time, you did give a little chuckle. โSo, a janitor could have just wandered down here and done it. But you canโt.โ
A scoff echoed through the space. โWhat janitor would wander down here? Iโm surprised an idiot like you has lasted this long.โ
โWell, this idiot is the one in charge of whether or not you remain in a giant refrigerator, so Iโd suggest being nicer.โ You knelt down to face the doctor. โSay please.โ
More silence.
Then a long sigh.
โPlease.โ
โThat wasnโt so hard, was it?โ You could practically hear the internal rage laced within the radio static.
Regardless, you stepped up to the monitor and pressed your pointer finger onto the scanner, flinching slightly when the screen buzzed to life. Moments later, air rushed out of the gap. The door slowly opened, the movement forcing you backward.
Chilled fog spilled from the crack, pooling out into the floor. It swirled around his ankles when Sawyer took his first step out of the chamber.
Ah, fuck
Heโs prettier up close
The man in question raised an arm, fluttering his fingers and giving a sharp exhale, almost like it was his first time breathing in years.
You supposed that it probably was.
Even with his flatter demeanor, it was easy to see the emotions running over him. Bits of shock and relief, fractured with what one might have described as malevolent joy.
Grey eyes flicked up and down over your form, the shift making your pulse quicken. He took far too long before he said anything.
Just staring.
And then-
โThereโs snacks and water in the cupboard over there.โ
You blinked in surprise. โOhโฆ thanks.โ
With the mumbled words of gratitude, you shuffled over and began searching through the offerings, attempting to ignore the heat blooming up your neck. Washing up in the sink helped a bit, but the cold water didnโt do nearly enough to dull the warmth.
Am I really that shallow?
He turns out to be attractive and now youโre polite
Well, thatโs not exactly true
For some horribly self-deprecating reason, you didnโt really hate the way he had talked to you. It pissed you off, sure, but in an oddly exciting way.
At the moment, you couldnโt exactly decide if the masochistic potential of that or being a shallow person was worse.
All of those thoughts, and your first form of sustenance in days, had done a lovely job of distracting you from the continuous staring from across the room. It wasnโt until your fourth protein bar that you even felt the heat of anotherโs eyes burning into your skin.
Mid-chew, you glanced in Sawyerโs direction. โWhy are you looking at me like that?โ
Without answering, he strode over.
Despite all the warning signs going off in your mind, you stood your ground, not moving when he stopped centimeters away from you.
Fuck, heโs tall
You had to crane your neck to properly meet his gaze. It felt oddly vulnerable, a fact that you were trying desperately to ignore. He seemed to notice, though, a small smirk tugging at the edge of his face. โScared, little germ?โ
The nickname had you frowning. โYou wish.โ
His fingers brushed your arm, the sudden contact sending a shiver up your spine.
Your reaction had him tensing, and for a split second, you thought he might start berating you, more crude comments on how fragile your puny human form was, which was technically now a very hypocritical statement with him in this form.
It was a complete shock when he bent down and pressed his lips against yours.
But it was an even bigger surprise to both of you when you kissed him back.
He was gentle, surprisingly so for the way he talked, for the way he acted.
That didnโt last long, though.
His movements quickly descended into something close to desperation. With a less-than tender touch, he shoved the GrabPack off of your shoulders, not caring when the contraption slammed onto the tiled floor.
You seemed just as bad, however, gripping onto him like he was your lifeline. Your fingers slid through his hair, tugging at the ebony locks in a way thatโs had him nearly growling.
Wrapping his hands underneath your legs, he lifted you up onto one of the countertops almost effortlessly. One of his arms wrapped around your waist, possessive. His free set of fingers dug into your thigh, hard enough to tow the line between pain and pleasure.
And you despised how much you loved it.
โFuck,โ he cursed, lips moving from your own down to your neck. The change, and the way he somehow sucked at the skin there with expertise, had you groaning.
That horrendously attractive chuckle sounded off, making you frown. โScrew you.โ
โI could make that happen.โ He grinned into your throat.
With your grip still curled around his hair, you tugged back, forcing his face upwards and mouth back to yours.
Maybe you would regret that.
Maybe not.
โYouโre playing a dangerous game, little germ. You donโt know how long itโs been. Iโm going to take my time with you.โ
Despite every morsel of self-respect, that had you whimpering into him.
The sound was music to his ears.
โSuch a confident, stupid, little thing. Making me say please,โ he snarled. โIโll make you beg until your throat runs sore.โ
โHowโs it going in- oh!โ
The sound of Gibletโs voice had you jumping back in alarm, face burning and eyes trained to the floor as you slid down to get the GrabPack.
Slinging the item over your arm, you shuffled to the now-open door in embarrassment. โItโs fine. We should go. Yeah. Weโฆ uh, letโs go.โ
Muttering curses, you slid by the stuffed animal, turning back in annoyance when you didnโt hear any footsteps following behind you. That vexation only deepened when you caught sight of the horrendously arrogant expression gracing Sawyerโs features.
โCome on,โ you said, sighing when you were met with nothing but a cocked brow. โWe can discuss this later.โ
โFine.โ With a small smirk, he walked past you, making sure that his pointer finger gently brushed your arm. โLater, then.โ
-He only took you because it's been so long. He had been last touched so warmly
-Very touch-starved and demanded to be petted. Especially his ears
-Would threaten to kill your friends and family if you try to leave him.
-Threatens to break your ankle if you try to escape, and likes to show how big his kitchen knife is to you
-Will groom and dress you up. Brushing your hair. Tugging down your dress and fluffing it. Putting the stockings on while giving soft kisses on your legs.
-Springtrap will lick your tears away. Loves it when you cry. He laps it up like he's dying of thirst.
-He would follow you everywhere and stare at whatever it is you're doing. Takes you a good while to adapt and be comfortable with him staring at you.
-He even follows you in the bathroom. Of course, you locked him out when nature calls, but he will be right outside your door waiting for you
-Anytime you take a bath, he will be there sitting on the closed toilet seat beside you. He will rub the sponge over your body in a gentle manner.
-Of course, he wants you to bathe him, too and get your soft little hands rubbing all over his suit and decaying body.
-He will make demands for you to fix him.
-He thinks he is a god and should be worshipped. But he found you to be equal to or even more than with your quietness and patience.
-Definitely thinks you're his goddess by how loving you are.
He let's you use your electronic devices. But he has Malhare blocking your contacts or any type of escape.
-Malhare also keeps track of all the data and sites you go to.
-Definitely building something so that you would be immortal with him.
-He made you both wedding bands, and no, you're not allowed to take them off
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-Because he has been in the back for over 30 years, he has a lot of pent-up energy. Especially his sex drive, which is equivalent to a rabbit's.
-He loves plowing into you, having your sweet cunt suck him up as he keeps pounding away.
-He loves breeding into you, making you stuffed full of his cum.
-It would be great if you were pregnant. No, he doesn't like kids, but if he can baby-trap you, he would gladly deal with another brat.
-He loves it when you sit on his face. He can easily get pussy drunk, having your cum stain his mask.
-He also loves it when you take his cock in your mouth. He is a sadist and made sure to make you choke around him. Oh, how he loves your sweet tears.
-He had Malhare record your moans and lewd positions to use as blackmail, but also for Springtrap's own pleasure.
-If you are a virgin, Springtrap will get more possessive with the fact that you are his first and made sure only the shape of his cock can fit into your tight hole.
