Any Male Character x Non-Gender Specific Reader (Smut)
(Drabble)
Rating: 18+
TW: Reader riding and taking a cock, I suppose. Both the character and the reader have dominant and submissive qualities, they flip between the two. Biting, Marking (kind of), Fighting for control, Cumming Inside, RAW DOGGIN' IT. (That is BY FAR my favorite tag to add, I think the phrase is so fucking funny. I have no idea how to tag this though, seriously, I don't know. Read it and see!
C/N: Character's name.
(Note: I have a mild crush on Grace from the Hail Mary Project.. Can you tell? Not me tagging this under some of my fictional crushes tags or anything- don't mind me- I'm just over here... must've been the wind. 👀)
His shuddered groans fill the room, punctuating every thrust, each one hangs in the air almost as if to softly sing praises to you for your hard work. It's like music ringing in your ears, his stuttered, needy noises echoing loudly throughout the closed space...
You almost wish they would never end.
"Hhh... hHh.. A-Ah!~ UgHn... Hhh!"
He breathlessly marks you, his supple lips brush against your sensitive neck as he leaves a careful trail of gentle kisses with an occasional rambunctious bite, just to prove that you're his.. None too hard, yet each is just enough to leave you practically begging for more. Your legs and core tremble and tighten, pulsing around his rock hard cock, both from the tender, loving care of each peck he's so graciously rewarding you with and the unwavering friction of his dick pumping deep within you, sliding along just the right spot.
He gasps sharply as you press a passionate kiss against his clavicle before giving it a small nip or two, and you relish in the loud moan you earn as you slither your tongue across it and you slam yourself down harder onto his girth, ruining your once even pace and somehow, miraculously, taking him in even deeper..
He can feel each and every groove inside you, every clench of your core, every pulse of your heart through your tight, swollen hole as you steadily and mercilessly ride him...
You're doing such a good job for him, but this isn't enough.. he wants more, he needs... more. He needs to be as close to you as possible, he needs to hear you cry out his name as you come undone, and he needs it to be because of his hard work, not your own. You've had your fun, it's his turn now.
He lightly tangles a hand within your hair as he lifts his other from being gripped tight on your ass and tenderly tilts your head up to pull you into a kiss, immediately locking tongues with you. The slick, rhythmic sounds of your dripping wet hole and his sex meeting one another and the stifled moans of you and your partner are all you hear as you carefully settle to a slower pace between his legs, grinding breezily as you begin to feel yourself start to unravel.
Heat rises from the tips of your toes to the top of your head, spreading to every part of you, it's almost euphoric. You swear you feel like you're going to explode as your tongues gracefully yet precisely twist and lave around one another, it's almost as if they're doing a sort of dance.. Then suddenly, he nips your lip, smacks your ass, and flips you over onto your back before pinning you beneath him. His hands rest to either side of you, holding him up so he may take a good look at you. You huff, what an abrupt way to break a kiss!
Holy shit- What the fuck? That was fast!
He smugly cocks a brow in response to your shocked expression before shooting you a small wink and slamming himself into you, grinding and rolling his hips at the exact pace and in the exact spots that he knows drives you fucking nuts, just to irk you, just to send you over the edge before him.
Damn it! He does this every time!
You sigh poutily before breathlessly gripping the sheets below you in a sad attempt to steady yourself, to no avail, the pillow beneath your head begins to scoot along with you and starts to bunch up as he ruthlessly and relentlessly thrusts into you. You take a good look at him, admiring his flushed face, the sweat pooling on his brow, and his persistence despite himself.
Damn it, he's hot.. He drives you crazy and that drives you crazy!
He's more than determined to leave you speechless and feeling thoroughly loved tonight. He'll be damned if you're not going to bed happy!
Reluctantly, not wanting to release the somewhat mentally grounding and physically stabling cotton tucked tight in your grip, you press a hand against the headboard behind you since the sheets are more than out of place at this point and are aiding you none other than maybe helping you not cum instantaneously. It's the only thing you can really think to do to try to stay in one place since fuck-ass over here has decided to be fiesty tonight.
You practically scream out in pleasure, you begin to feel tears well in the corners of your eyes.. It's all so overwhelming, every movement shoots electricity through your veins, and each thrust you think you're going to spill over, only to last a little longer. Is he purposefully riding you out right now? It all feels so good, you can't even tell. If he's edging you, he has hell to pay later! It's one thing when you try not to cum and it's a whole other when he teases you!
He attentively watches you, your every expression, every shiver, every bead of sweat that slides down from your forehead, and every drop of drool that dibbles down from the corners of your lips as you truly begin to lose yourself within him as he does every time with you.
He takes great pride in being able to love you so deeply.. he knows you love it too.~
As he feared, however, he is most definitely not immune to your beauty, the mere thought of you being even remotely turned on by him alone would be more than enough to fuel him until his very wits' end... But to watch you? Let alone feel you? To take pride in every little detail of you as he shows you just how much he adores and cherishes you? It's all so much.. almost too much... almost. Your whiny noises, the tears starting to run down your cheeks, your face contorting in pleasure, your soft body beneath him, jiggling with every thrust, wriggling and conforming for him, the sound of your sopping wet, tight hole getting even wetter from his own slick.. and the fact it's dripping out and mixing with yours in a beautiful array of marbled liquids all across the sheets... And then those eyes.. you love him, don't you? Just look at them, laced with adoration.. and so are his.
You're driving him fucking crazy and you don't even realize it, do you? His speed quickens out of spite, you WILL know how much he loves you, that you drive him bonkers, just you wait!
His brows furrow and pleasure dances across his features as he struggles to keep his pace, but he perseveres nontheless. Your mind slows, you can barely think, and you can hardly focus on anything else but him. His musky scent, his kind, focused eyes, his piercing stare, and the feeling of his slickened skin and body hair raking across yours. Nonetheless, you can ever so slightly make out the sounds of your combined heated pants and feel as they act as an invisible blanket, wrapping around your nude forms as a sort of extended essence of you both. You both always live and breath each other, especially right now.
Just maybe I could..?
You reach up in an attempt to flip the tables, to maybe top him once more, only to give in and just cling to him instead, wrapping your arms around him lazily as you lavish in the feeling of being so close. You've fallen far too deep into this to stop it now, all you can do is pray he keeps going and doesn't tease you too much. He chuckles at you, feeling your trembling arms wrap loosely around his neck as he fucking wrecks you is just too cute. You reach down and give his ass a hardy smack in retaliation.
What the fuck? Giving you attitude and shit.. You were fucking him earlier, just wait until next time. Next time you won't even give him the chance!
"Hah ha haha! I'm sor-ry sweetheart, I d-didn't mean- it like tha-t."
He replies breathlessly in a shushed tone, hardly able to get it out between his stifled moans and the few that slipped out anyway despite his hardest efforts.
You snicker at him, which only makes him roll his eyes and hit a particularly tender spot within you as punishment, you arch your back and groan, only to tighten around him and nearly bring him to the edge with you. Looks like his plan backfired, huh? He moans alongside you as he lowers his head next to yours, resting it on the barely able to be called so anymore, pillow. Really, he just wants to be closer to you.
Ah yes! The perfect spot for you to hear his shivering breaths.
"Y..Y/N.."
He practically whimpers out as he waveringly continues his pace, you gently rub his glistening with sweat back as support and give him a small peck on the cheek.
"I know b-baby.. you're so clo-se. I can feel y-you pulsing too, yo-u know."
You mumble into his ear, he smirks at your shaky voice before he nuzzles his nose into the crook of your neck, stifling his shameful sounds, yet also giving you a better view. He lowers himself onto you, practically settling flush against you as he really begins to drill into your fucking hole.
F-Fuck! That's all I needed? Really?
You feel that knot inside you wind tighter and tighter upon him getting closer until you finally begin to hit your edge, you throw your head back and scream out his name in ecstasy, just like he wanted, this is just what he's strived for.
"C/N! A-AhH!"
He stiffens upon hearing you call him and as you arch your back one final time, he pushes himself flat against you and sobs out a groan into the nonexistent pillow as he too hits his end. His movements become even more unsteady, erratic, and desperate as he thrusts so deep into you that you begin to believe that his cock's simply a part of you now. You feel his warm tears drip onto your shoulder as he comes undone against you, and you ruffle his hair despite your own pulsing hot clenches to comfort him.
It makes him giggle quietly to himself, you're so caring. Don't you know it's of pleasure, not pain? ..Not to say too much pleasure isn't a type of pain at a certain point, in a way.
Fuck! The feeling of him filling me-
His hot seed spews into you, coating everything. Coating inside you, spilling out onto your thighs, onto his thighs, onto the practically soaking wet, crumpled sheets below you... In fact, there's so much, you bet he could bore a fucking army with it. He laughs wildly, yet sweetly at you as you wiggle and squirm under him, biting your lip as you fight to take every drop of sweet slick he offers you. It genuinely flusters the shit out of him, how kind you are and how wonderfully you treat him. He can only hope that you feel the same about him.
"...I'm s-o lucky to have you.."
He whispers as he finally settles his shivering self against you, struggling to catch his breath alongside you. He nestles his dick inside you to really keep all his hard work in there to stew for a bit. You nervously snicker at his kind words before you press a small, tender kiss against his ear and lean your head against his.
"..I'm the lucky one... babe."
You reply, your voice is so hoarse from all the caterwauling you've been doing for the past hour or so. At least he had enough sense to whisper afterward. Nonetheless, your words and actions make him crack a little smile.
"No.."
He retorts as he shuffles about, the sound of the mattress squeaking and the sheets ruffling alerts you more than him raising up.. You were just getting comfy! He thrusts once more, nice and hard, and promptly bites his lip and squints his eyes as he gazes down at you before he hums dangerously, a moan just barely stifled. You laugh.. the lovely sound of your laughter always manages to bring a big smile to his face and he can't seem to help but let it grace his lips as he enjoys listening to you laugh at him.. albeit lovingly, but still at him... Much like how he was at you earlier. The turns have tabled. He slowly slips out of you and collapses beside you, making you bounce from the impact on the mattress. The feeling of his oozing seed leaking from you makes you writhe a bit, which makes him laugh at you once again. You pop his pec spitefully before you scoot a bit closer to him, he makes you mad sometimes.
Seriously..? That's not nearly close enough at all...
He reaches over and snatches you up, pressing you right against his chest, his arms wrapped snuggly around you.
"Now that's a cuddle! ....I.. I love you, Y/N.."
He admits somewhat sheepishly.. at least this time you could hear how hoarse his voice is. You almost feel bad, but he did about as much damage to yours too, so it's fair, in your mind.
"I love you too, baby."
You reply accidentally just as shyly as him, and he giggles at you again, OF COURSE. You lightly smack his pec once more with the back of your hand before you nuzzle into him..
He's so warm and cozy... he's making you a tad bit sleepy. But to be completely fair, you did just have an incredible orgasm.. so it's not all him.... Even though he's the one that made it happen.
As you begin to nod off a bit, he rests his chin on the top of your head, then sighs deeply, throughly enjoying your presence. He too is a bit sleepy because of the spectacular orgasm you gave him and by you being by his side, easing any troubles he may have wrestling around his mind. He gently rubs circles into you to lull you further as he slowly begins to drift off with you.
He's like 90% sure he did a good job..... Okay, 80%. He's fairly certain, so he's gonna rest happy and proud. And you know you did a good job.
Hi, I'm Julius/Gal! This is my blog for NSFW writing and art that I make or reblog. Minors please DNI! Here's my main blog for SFW writing and multifandom things: @morbid-cordial-cherry
I'm getting back into my hobbies of writing and drawing for the first time in years, so why not start off by writing something I love: Fanfiction! I like x reader/self insert stuff, so I'm pretty much only doing that right now. I'm also on AO3! (But nowhere else! If you see my work on any other forums, please let me know.) Also, I'm a college student with a busy schedule and an attention disorder, so uploads won't be frequent (but I'll do my best!).
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Unlike my main, this blog won't be multifandom. This blog will be Mecha only. I'm currently only writing for Transformers and Brave Police J-Decker.
TF Continuities:
° G1
° TFOne
° ROTB/Bumblebee (Knightverse)
° Bayverse
° Cyberworld
° IDW/MTMTE/Lost Light*
° Skybound*
° Prime*
*(Coming Soon! I'm rewatching/reading after a long time. But feel free to request for these anyway!)
Characters:
There are so many characters bro….. Just feel free to ask for any character from the continuities above, or from BPJD, and I'll do my best. Or if I don't think I'd write them well, I'd just say so. :)
Things I'll write:
° headcanons
° blurbs/drabbles
° Oneshots
° Series (when I feel inspired)
° answers to any thoughts anyone wants to send in!
What I will write:
Any Gender Reader (Fem, Masc, Gender Neutral, etc), Any Gender Character (Mechs and Femmes! LGBTIA+ friendly!), Romantic relationships (it wouldn't be platonic here, now would it?), Polyamorous relationships, Human reader, Cybertronian/Bot reader, the "Regular-sized" Bot stuff obv, miniformers, and alt-mode centered scenarios. As for PWP, I'll include: fluff, angst (though it depends), hurt/comfort, (More to be added.)
What I won't write:
Cheating, yandere, character x character, SA, non-con, heavy bdsm, vore, one night stands, FWB relationships, "pet" scenarios (by that I mean in which the character is treated like a dumb unintelligent animal to abduct and keep, though I would make an exception if the requested character was a Con, as long as the person was treated like an actual person), And any other topics I may decide I'm uncomfortable writing.
All works/art will be tagged:
#valveplug
My Writing/Art tags are just:
#my writing & #my art
Non-writing/chatty tag:
#Julius.Jabbers
(Disclaimer: I do not consent to my work being taken and used in any AI tools. All of my writing is my own hard work, please don't do that.)
Deckerd is.. a bit indifferent to holidays, but he is a big fan of Halloween. Why? Well, there are several reasons why, but the main one is because he gets to see people of all ages dress up and enjoy this day together as a family, it brings him great joy and pride to know his work is keeping the world safe enough to do such things. (However, he's incredibly partial to the cute little kiddos all dressed up as they waddle up to him and yell trick or treat, he's especially glad that they get to enjoy themselves without worry, he'd hate to see them suffer. He also loves to hand out candy to them, their little joyous smiles warm his heart. He hopes to maybe have kids of his own one day.. that would be wonderful. Hint hint, he'll keep softly implying such until you pick up on it.)
Autumn is nice... for the most part. The pollen from the fallen leaves kind of gets on his nerves, it gets all over his windshield, it makes him feel all dusty, blaughg! He's also not the biggest fan of the smell of crisp leaves, either. It makes him sad to think they're all dead.. how depressing. He knows they'll come back out, but still! However, he does adore how it looks when the leaves are changing and the way they feel beneath his feet when they finally begin to pile up. He also loves the smell of candy apples and chocolate covered pretzels... so really it's a mixed bag. He likes it, but also dislikes it, overall he'd rate it a good 8/10 simply because it makes you happy and he loves to see you all dressed up, smile gleeming up at him as you show off your cute little outfit. He cherishes the small, quiet moments he gets to have with you during autumn too, like gently plucking leaves from your hair, protecting you from the chilly wind during particularly cool nights, and driving fast through a bunch of leaves mid freefall whenever you two pass suburban areas... To Deckerd, it's the small things that matter the most.
His favorite activity to do with you is to make piles of leaves practically everywhere, it calms him to have something tedious and repetitive to do while he's off duty, it helps ease his mind. And he just adores when you jump into them and pop out all adorable looking, like a weasel. You bet your ass he has sooo many pictures of that very thing within his database. Come on! These picture worthy moments are too good to pass up on, even for the workaholic himself.
He tries his best to make every season as fun as he possibly can, he knows his work schedule is a bit... infuriating, if he's putting it lightly. Going out and fighting anywhere from the ass crack of dawn to perhaps even the middle of the night is incredibly exhausting, it even gets on his nerves, so he can't imagine how tired you are from worrying about him constantly. So, to try to make up for this, he does a lot to make these times worth every moment of waiting for him.
One of his favorite things to do is make little treat baggies for you. And before you point it out to him, yeah, he knows the tradition is to give the treats and little gifts on the day of the holiday... But he loves you so much, one day just isn't enough to express his boundless adoration for you! So he makes many of them, and he gives them to you so often (even during the later parts of September) that you get kind of accustomed to the treats and expect them from him after a while.. Not that he minds, that means he's doing it right, in his opinion.
The little mesh draw-string bags have a special place in your heart. Sometimes they're orange, sometimes black, sometimes a mixture of orange and black, and sometimes they're just your favorite color, but each one you treasure just as much as the last. They all have their own little goodies inside, anything from delicate, hard to find candies like expensive chocolates or taffies, to cute little trinkets he found that are themed technically but barely that he got just because they reminded him of you, to sometimes even wonderful quality snacks like pretzels, barks, and little fruits that he cut out to resemble mummies and witches... That one's one of your favorites ever. None of them are ever quite the same, and each time he sees your face light up with certain things, he takes note to get things like them in the future. So they may never be 'the same', but they're always tailored just for you. He just wants to satisfy you thoroughly.
Movie nights aren't usually his forte, but nevertheless, if you ask, he's more than willing to participate.. even if they usually end up more akin to that of a nap fest, than anything. If that does happen to happen, he'll be sure to remind you to eat every six hours or so, he'll even bother to wake himself up in order to care for you... So don't worry about missing anything important, he's on it!
He doesn't mind decorations, they seem to be a nice change of scenery that's more than welcomed by his fellow brave police members.. so just to make everyone smile, maybe he'll put out a few of his own, just to participate, just to do something with you, just to make you happy. There's Halloween trees like Christmas ones, right? He'd love to decorate one with you.
Another personal favorite of his is to paint silly faces on you at least once or twice a week during the month of October, he enjoys being connected to you, and to see you smile up at him like he's the light of your life every time the paintbrush tickles your cheeks.... He yearns for that.
Halloween day goes swimmingly, as expected with Mr. 'head of the brave police force other than their boss' alongside you. What could go wrong with him there? Who would possibly be stupid enough to prank you with a giant 20 foot robot behind you, looming ominously in his silly vampire cape? No one, that's who! You had a pleasant little celebration with the team, partook in snacks, games, movies.. there was everything! Then you two snuck off to have some quality time alone where you both ran around doing a few bucket list activities like pranking the commissioner and enjoying some nice halloween themed cookies. Then for the rest of the night you two just relaxed and enjoyed one another's company.
Ah yes.. nothing like kicking back with a nice big milk mustache and cookie crumbs sprinkled all across your stomach and chest as you laze next to your giant robot boyfriend, all covered in a comfy blanket, watchin' some law and order and barnyard... Neither of which are festive, but you know, the heart wants what it wants.. and your giant boyfriend wants to watch barnyard.
Hi, I'm Julius/Cherry! I'm getting back into my hobbies of writing and drawing for the first time in years, so why not start off by writing something I love: Fanfiction! I like x reader/self insert stuff, so I'm pretty much only doing that right now. I'm also on AO3! (But nowhere else! If you see my work on any other forums, please let me know.)
Also, I'm a college student with a busy schedule and an attention disorder, so uploads won't be frequent (but I'll do my best!).
This is a SFW blog! If you're interested, here's my NSFW blog: @galvathighs
DNI's:
Basically any Bigotry or Discriminatory opinions are not allowed here!!! Stuff like that will be ignored!!!
★ My Masterlist
★ Request Rules:
Be sure to specify the gender/preferred pronouns and continuity of your request! If you don't, I'll decide for you.
Current fandoms
This is a multi fandom blog, so you'll see art and stuff from a bunch of other things, but right now I'm currently only writing for Transformers and Brave Police J-Decker.
*(Coming Soon! I'm rewatching/reading after a long time. But feel free to request for these anyway!)
Characters:
There are so many characters bro…..
Just feel free to ask for any character from the continuities above, or from BPJD, and I'll do my best. Or if I don't think I'd write them well, I'd just say so. :)
Things I'll write:
° headcanons
° blurbs/drabbles
° Oneshots
° Series (when I feel inspired)
° answers to any thoughts anyone wants to send in!
What I will write:
Any Gender Reader (Fem, Masc, Gender Neutral, etc), Any Gender Character (Mechs and Femmes! LGBTIA+ friendly!), Romantic and Platonic relationships, Polyamorous relationships, Human reader, Cybertronian/Bot reader, fluff, angst (though it depends), hurt/comfort, suggestive/mild NSFW, the "Regular-sized" Bot stuff obv, miniformers, alt-mode centered scenarios,
(More to be added.)
What I won't write:
Full NSFW, cheating, yandere, character x character, SA, vore, "pet" scenarios (by that I mean in which the character is treated like a dumb unintelligent animal to abduct and keep, though I would make an exception if the requested character was a Con, as long as the person was treated like an actual person),
And any other topics I may decide I'm uncomfortable writing.
Note: I often use song names for my titles (cause titles are hard lol) and will state the song as "Title Inspo", but they aren't songfics. Sometimes the I'll take light inspiration from the meanings/vibes of the songs, or the name by itself matches the content of the fic, but unless I specifically say so in the synopsis; it's not a songfic. Just thought I'd mention it here cause I didn't want people to think that they were songfics or that you have to listen to the song I mention. It's just a fun way for me to come up with titles (and subtly recommend some of my favorite songs lol). (*^▽^*)
My Writing/Art tags are just:
#my writing & #my art
Non-writing/chatty tag:
#Julius.Jabbers
Tags from any fandom content other than Transformers and BPJD are:
#non-transformers #non-BPJD and #non-mecha
(Disclaimer: I do not consent to my work being taken and used in any AI tools. All of my writing is my own hard work, please don't do that.)
(BPJD) Dumpson x (Dom / Brat) Reader (Non-Gender Specific)
Rating: 18+ (Smut)
What's in this?: Dom / Bratty Reader, Begrudgingly Subbing Dumpson, Oral, Edging, Cum Denial, Penetration, Raw Doggin' it.
"Oh.. fuck- b-baby... UnG!" His pelvis jerks forward, instinctively meeting your tongue as you lap around his tight little robo hole. You swirl around his entrance, feeling every little grove and indentation shiver and flux beneath your soft touch. You dip it into him, taking the time to meet every sensor you can possibly reach to make even the toughest circuits within him fry with every agonizingly slow thrust inside.
"Be good for me, Dumpson." You mumble against his sex, the vibrations of your soft spoken tone and the movements of your sweetly slickened mouth egging him on even further. Just listen to you, your teasing words blanketed by the intoxicating sound of his seed sticking your lips together... How is he supposed to react? Stay strong? Even the mightest of bots have a breaking point.. and you've definitely managed to make him far exceed it... How much longer can he possibly go on for without you breaking him? H-he's going to-
"H-how the fuck am- I supp..used to do t-that- UnNh!~ ....If you're- N- Nng.. fucking giving me- 'tude li-like this? How a-am I.. even gonna l-ast-" Dumpson barely manages to croak out between gasps and whimpers, you snicker at the trembling mess of a man before you as you nip at him, making sure to leave tender little markings all across his meshing.
You think this is funny? Making him you're little bitch? Just wait until he gets you back- He's never letting you top EVER again!- "UghNG!~" He practically screams to the heavens, his torso tightens with every flick of your tongue, his legs jolt about as if he's being tortured. "Y..Y/N... F-fuck..!" His hands grip the sides of the comedically ginormous pillow beneath his head as his helm leans back against it so hard he swears he's gonna pop the damn thing somehow. His pelvis tilts up higher, almost to the point you can't even reach it, he's practically begging you to fill him with your seed.. if you even could, if you even have any. Fuck if he knows, he just knows what he needs.. what he longs for. Just fuck him already! He's going tired of your games!
"C..cum-" His voice glitches out as he begins to gently, yet hastily, buck his cunt into your mouth. "Oh- O-o-oh a-ah!~" His vocals begin to repeat words over and over, stuck in a loop as his overload begins to take hold of his circuitry. "Dumpson, don't you cum yet!" You order sturnly as you slow way down, he's not gonna have his fun until you're good and damn ready.
You pull away, making him feel empty and lost in the confusion of his blissful numbness, the only feeling he can possibly determine is the rising heat deep within his core, the droplets of condensation dripping off his plating- and you sliping yourself onto his shaft!?
He screams out in pleasure and struggles to still himself as you settle onto him, though barely functional, he manages to quickly wrap one of his large, shivering hands around your waist to steady you as you get adjusted. The feeling of your walls throbbing against him, attempting to stretch themselves for him... Fuck- it's too much! You feel his dick throb hard into you as he softly nudges it deeper and deeper, rolling his hips into you, hitting it against your very furthest spots. "Oh Fuck! ..Unh!~ Dumpson!~" You hiss as you, out of spite, slip completely off him then slam yourself down onto his cock once more, making him tense and ram himself back into the makeshift bed with a loud "Thud!".
"U-Uhg-g Y-Y-Y/n-N N!~" Suddenly, he tenses again, this time much more violently, he throws his hips up to buck into you once more before finally, fountains of cum flows from his tip deep into your core. He glitchily chants your name, locked in a mental loop, his mind practically frozen, only able to think of you, yet his body feeling every little thing you do to him. Every gentle touch, every thrust, every tremble.. every subconscious clench around him, everything. "Oh, Dumpson!~" It's so much, it's so overwhelming, he sends you rocketing over the edge with him. You slick splatters onto his plating as you rock and bounce on him, sending him into a complete and total lovey mode.
Look at him, helping you bounce on his dick, overheating and twitching from the glitches you caused, such pride fills your heart at the sight. His hand continues to help steady you, to guide you along his length, softly moving you along it like you're his personal sex toy, despite him not even realizing he can move still. Slowly, you both wind down from your initial high, his lasting a solid 5 to 10 minutes longer than you, you're not even sure how long it's been, really. But what you do know is that he sure can keep a lot of fluid in that body of his...
"I love you, honey." He whispers against your forehead as he plants a kiss onto your temple, making you giggle. "Yeah, yeah... I love you too. But Dumpson?" He turns to look at you, laying on his chest can be a bit of an awkward angle for him to see you in. "Cum like that again and I'll make you wear a vibrator while on the job." You warn as you lovingly caress his chassis. He cocks a brow at you and tilts his helm in confusion. "M-make me wear a.. How?- WAIT! INSIDE ME!?" It finally hits him like a ton of bricks, you chuckle at him and nod. What the hell! He was such a good boy and everything! His brows furrow as he speaks. "ABSOLUTELY NOT! See, I knew I shouldn't have let you top." He looks away from you, crossing his arms to further convey his annoyance.
"You're just mad because you lost..." You trace the junctions of his body, driving him silently wild. "Lost?" He hisses as he glances your way, an evil glint settles in those pretty, glowing eyes of his. "I'll show you what losing looks like if you keep on fuckin' teasing me. Now go to sleep." He says in a dark tone, yet his actions after says otherwise. He snuggles you under his chin and plants yet another kiss on you, this time on the top of your head. "Night baby.." You whisper, knowing no matter how much he tries, he just can't stay mad at you.. and that may very well be his downfall if you do actually manage to talk your way into getting him to participate in your evil, mean (to him) activities. Fucking pain in my ass... (He loves you, he really does.)
(Might continue it, might not, I don't know.. we'll see)
Kagero doesn't really care much about Halloween.. or holidays in general, for that matter. However, he does care about how excited you get when they grow near and all the fun exciting little activities he gets to do with you as you both wait for the big days... So overall, he'd say they're okay!
Autumn on the other hand, is an entirely different situation, he adores it! He loves it so much that he wishes it'd stay that way for just a little longer, like a month or so.. seasons change so fast... The best parts in his opinion are the crisp smell of falling leaves, all the pretty orange and yellow decorations (The red ones are kind of bland, in his opinion.), and the cute little mascots for the season, like turkeys and silly looking ghosties. Who wouldn't love an adorable, itty bitty turkey plush holding a pumpkin as a gift, hm?
His favorite festive activity.. Hm... well, he does enjoy making fake fallen leaves from construction paper with you, along with stringing up origami ghosts all over the station for everyone to enjoy. (He especially loves the many compliments he gets because of it, saying how 'talented' he is and how 'good of a job' he did.. especially from you.) Maybe even watching / kind of helping (His 'help' is licking the bowls and spoons after you're done with them.) you bake some seasonal goodies, too. He loves how they smell as they rise in the oven and the way some things crumble in his hands (And the taste of the batters.), it satisfies him. You always make sure to make some extra just for him to enjoy and or destroy like a child.
He tries his best to make the season as fun as possible, but he's still a bit stiff when it comes to showing affection and.. hell, really any sort of emotion at all, so sometimes he opts to enlist the help of his fellow Brave Police bots when it comes to ideas and how to really do such things. Usually their ideas feel a bit.. uh... to put it kindly, bland. So he often adds his own small spins to them, such as when Duke offered a picnic date so you two could enjoy the changing scenery, he spiced it up by gathering Halloween decor and making it all cute, yet spooky, and even set up a short trick or treat hunt for you. (The trick or treat scavenger hunt being Drill Boy's idea that he tacked on last second just in case his original decor idea went sideways and didn't please you.) But when he feels these dates aren't engaging enough and are failing to keep you satisfied (Which is never the case.), he eventually just throws in the towel and confides in you about his worries.. you always manage to make him feel secure again after some time of chatting and petting his helm as he lies gently in your lap. Eventually, he just gives in and hangs out with you regularly instead of trying so hard, it's much healthier for him, for sure!
He might take you to a corn maze if he's perhaps bribed with a small kiss and a promise of getting a wash later. (He loves being bathed, especially with natural smelling soaps scented with eucalyptus or peppermint.. maybe even the occasional goat's milk and honey.) But don't expect him to come and save you if you get lost, this was your idea, after all! Isn't that part of the fun, finding your way out? ...Alright! Fine! He'll be watching you adamantly just in case you need him.. Maybe he's a bit clingy, whatever! You win! Jeez..
He'd happily go to a fair with you, partake in some corn dogs, bob for some apples, perhaps even win a couple of prizes for you if the games aren't too rigged, and maybe even kiss in the parking lot like a true couple would! It's something he's always wanted to do, he just hopes people don't give him any odd glances for being.. a prototype. The unfinished mold of Shadowmaru.. isn't that all he is? They can't tell that he was the model, right? There's so many eyes on him... Is it a good thing or a bad thing? Well, all he knows for certain is that it's a good thing you're here with him, to calm him down, to show him how to exist, he wouldn't know what to do without you.
He hates food smelling candles.. the only one the can tolerate and kind of understand is the scent 'buttered popcorn', the rest suck in his opinion. Because of this, he tends to get you seasonal scents that exclude these awful artificial chemically smells. Not to worry, though, he knows your taste and always manages to get you something you'll enjoy!
He loves the look of candy apples, however, he hates the super sweet taste. He prefers something a bit less.. well, that's it. Something a bit less... you know? It's just way too much. He likes the crunch, though!
You've found that he has a thing for getting you blankets as small, early Halloween gifts. Usually they have something festive on them like a ghost or a full moon with a spooky tree.. just something kind of cute and not too spooky. He's easily spooked, so he avoids anything too scary, y'know? But they're all very fluffy and soft, he makes sure to get thick ones too, just in case you get really cold and he's not there to warm you up.
Halloween goes about as you'd expect, there's a small get together at the Brave Police Station, people prank the commissioner, who's shocked? There's punch, treats, a small scavenger hunt for a ghoul with twenty bucks inside, and a bunch of games twisted and resharpened to be 'Halloweeny' and 'spooky'. But the best part of it all was when Kagero pulled you aside and brought you to a nice, secluded hillside to watch the moon rise and silently observe all the people below walking around their big, bustling neighborhoods on their neatly aligned sidewalks doing their own little things. These kind of moments really put into perspective just how small you are in comparison to everything and everyone, how every little being has their own thoughts, their own destiny, and their own responsibilities... It was lovely to be able to simply see these people live their lives from above.. It was like watching a TV show, almost. Plus, you really did get a kick out of shoving a fake spider down the commissioner's shirt, he freaked the hell out, it was hilarious. You wouldn't think someone like him would be scared of spiders!
When it comes to holidays, Powerjoe is a decoration fanatic, he'll have the place decked ('Deckerd' out, HA!) out even for small events like St. Patrick's Day, but when it comes to Halloween..? That's his most favorite one to decorate for! He has all the works out and strung about, from hanging bats and little plastic spiders wrapped in web bundles that are triggered by doorknobs to jumpscare the ever living hell out of the commissioner, to more tasteful displays like bales of fake hay with pumpkins on top so as to not cause anyone to have allergies and giant, fake inflatable pumpkins with goofy faces... I mean the man really, genuinely decks his shit out, the bigger the better is practically his motto!
Not to mention, he loves making little mazes out of various objects for the kiddies to run through and reap absolute havoc in, you know, like little reward areas for smashing pumpkins and spraying silly string everywhere and stuff like that (He's such a 'fun uncle' guy). That technically counts as decorations.. right? Both the maze and the 'abstract art' the kids make using pumpkin guts and colorful foam. He thinks so, at least.
His favorite part of Halloween? It's the decorations hands down. He could care less about anything else.. other than spending time with you, his beautiful, wonderful partner, of course, OTHERWISE nothing else really piques his interest. In his opinion, they're the coolest and most fun to tinker with.. not to mention he likes people's either frightened or charmed reactions to them, it makes him feel a touch of pride when he gets compliments on them. Sometimes he even makes them himself by hand.. though that's understandably exceedingly rare and usually is only ever done if you bring up the fact that you want to do them. He'll totally make some paper cobwebs with you if you want.. though his are a bit lopsided, but that's okay, that gives them character.
His second favorite thing about Halloween is the movies, not the scary slasher films, but the kid shows like 'the scary godmother' which is his favorite EVER or Casper the friendly ghost. They just warm his mechanical heart with all the friendship and nostalgia that he wasn't even there to see, but he feels it nevertheless because he can (🥀Placebo effect). They're feel good films to him, and they cheer him up when he's feeling down, he often watches them even well after Halloween just to have a pick-me-up self care day. It makes the world seem like not so much as a shit show, you know?
Dear God, please don't make him dress up for Halloween, please give him some semblance of pride. And if you do, make sure it's something cool, like a ninja or a pirate! Don't give him some frilly, stupid victorian outfit to match a 'vampire vibe', he wants cool, damn it! COOL! Like hooks and chains and awesome weapons to play fight with!
No. You're not getting all that candy.... because you're sharing it with him! He drove you to get the candy, by society laws he gets a piece or two! Damn! Don't be greedy! He really only wants some just to indulge with you and taste what you're eating, it makes him feel closer to you.. But he will stop you if you eat too much, he doesn't want you to get sick. Honestly, he's really not that big a fan of sweets, but the sweets he does eat most always have something either dark chocolate related in them or they're cherry flavored, and yes, he does in fact enjoy the fake-ass cough syrup cherry things too. He'll bicker with you about it, don't hate on his cherry yummies.
He does not fuck with Jolly Ranchers though, he hates them, he wishes they'd disappear forever. Anytime he sees one, he grimaces and gets mildly annoyed simply by their presence. He tried one once and had such high hopes for it, he had heard such good things, only for it to taste like how radiation sludge smells. It's abysmal, in his opinion, this is how villains are born, he claims.
He has many Halloween plans just for the two of you, the kids actually helped him plan it (mostly the girls, because the boys' ones were nonsensical and insanely extreme, like trying to summon a ghost, and he doesn't want that karma... But he did keep one they offered, which was a water gun fight, which, of course, he'll be crediting them fully for lest he be egged.) He's totally going to take you to a movie, complete with all the snacks you could possibly dream of, then he's gonna take you to TP the chief's tree outside of his office, then he's gonna grill out with you.. After that? Well, then there's the water gun fight, of course!
He was planning on helping the kids trick or treat, THEN taking you out to do all those lovely things, but then everyone volunteered the commissioner against his will to do it, and since he thought it was super funny, he didn't argue.
As for autumn... it's alright. The leaves flying up everywhere and getting stuck in his grill and windshield wipers really annoys the hell out of him, but otherwise? It's kind of pretty, he guesses.. it's not as pretty as winter with all its pretty icicles everywhere and the rolling snowy hills, or his gorgeous partner (Ahem, you), but whatever.
He does not like pumpkin spice anything whatsoever. It smells far too strongly, he likes hints of scents, HINTS, not blinding smells that stays in your nose for like thirty minutes after you take a single whiff.
He finds amusement in the shape of pumpkins, he thinks they look goofy, and they make him smile every time he sees one. Especially if they have carved faces, he could sit there and laugh at them for hours.
He'd love to go through a corn maze with you, but he might insist on carrying you because of the high potential of there being snakes and other possible dangers in there (In his smaller body, of course, he wouldn't want to cheat and see the end).
He has this theory that the government is breeding more skunks to eat pests from farms because he's seen such an increase in their population, but really autumn is just when the youngsters are old enough to leave their parents, so they start to venture out. You've told him this, he believes you... but he still stays suspicious, just in case.
