RAAA can we get smut with Robert/Sonar/Punch-up and a curvier reader? heavy on punch-up...ik that man likes a partner who can survive a famine 😭.
⋆˚࿔ ㅤ― " fuck it, i'm into it. " dispatch x gn! afab! reader, oohf i love this req as a curvy person myself :o || robert, sonar, punch up x gn! afab! reader
⋆˚࿔ cw: nsfw & 18+ content ahead, fem anatomy used & no gendered terms (reader still a they/them), reader is implied to be curvy, reader is a lil insecure ab their body but char obv makes em feel loved!!, kind of spanking in sonar's, ass & pussy eating in punch up's, sonar & punch up's parts are more on smut than story, only robert has plot LOL
⋆˚࿔ synopsis. just them & a curvy significant other, appreciating their body and what not!
⋆˚࿔ wc: ~2k ; not proofread, might be ooc!
honestly, robert probably would prefer a curvier person for a partner speaking generally. i feel like after work, stress is obviously at an all time high, not to mention his dopamine would probably way below the base line of it all in the first place, coming home to someone he could just absolutely melt into; squishyness and all, he'd genuinely be head over heels.
which was what was happening right now, you were just scrolling on your phone as you were sat comfortably on the sofa, a blanket wrapping over your thighs as you leaned back.
that's when the door handle started to rattle, opening to reveal your boyfriend, "hi rob..." ― "evening, angel. angel and beef, did you feed him already?"
he bends over to pick the fluffy little dog up into his arms as it licked his face in delight; making out small sounds as the brunette man laughed. "yep," he arches a brow at you; "you gave him more than usual didn't you..." "come on, baby, look at that face... you know i can't resist our son."
he sighed, shaking his head as he lets the dog down. as you were about to stand up―"don't. i know you're comfortable right where you are, angel." you chuckled at his words, relaxing back into your position again as he hangs the piece of clothing up,
and before you could open your phone again, his head suddenly dives in head first into you, "ahh, finally." you put your phone down somewhere, moving your hands to comb through the strands of his hair;
"something happen at work?" you tilt your head to get a look at his face, only being able to see half of it made you smile at the way he literally melted into jello on you.
"do i need to have a bad day to enjoy my partner, beautiful?"
his words made your face turns shades darker than your skin, flustering subconsciously as you continue to massage his scalp. "i-i guess not."
he always had arms around your body immediately, whether they'd sit directly on your hips, or right around your waist, it was clear he just wanted it all. and god was he in love with every single bit of you.
when was the first time he fell? other than when he first saw you, it's when he first got to talk to you too. i mean, no one had ever related to feeling a little left out over appearance things, but you... you admired it. admired him.
and that meant so fucking much to him.
"did you miss me, angel?" his tone teasing as his eyes trail up your body, "is that my jacket?" ― "uhuh, found it earlier while doing laundry." his calloused palm slowly sneaking under your clothing, making contact with the bare skin on your torso. "so warm." his voice didn't change, it was more a statement with intention that just describing you. that intention being... something a little deeper.
your eyes move down his body, "are you pent up, rob?" and you didn't mean to sound... well, sound so tantalizing but your boyfriend moved his gaze up to match yours; almost a predatory glance in his eyes. he took a sharp inhale, trying to form his words without sounding so lustful.
"hah, can you tell? fucking missed my baby so much." his back straightens up slowly, his body shadowing over yours, hands planting to the sides of your waist. your hands land onto your chest while having to gaze up at you almost with plead in your eyes.
"mmmn, because i missed you a ton too..." you mindlessly played with the ties of your, well his hoodie that was on you, twirling it as his smirk grew. "good to know we're on the same page."
his hand brushed your aside, kissing your cheek briefly as his other hand slowly zips the jacket down. "shit, feel like a virgin the way your skin is radiating on mine..." he whispers into your ear, trailing kisses down your nape.
slipping off the cloth off your shoulder carefully, as if trying not to break you. his gradual pecks scattering over your body made you shudder under the brushes of his lips. "nnh... rob- d-don't tease me, please..."
"mmmfuck, sorry angel. got to enjoy the sides before eating the whole, yeah?" his kisses were filled with the tender love accumulated over the years of your relationship, as well as the lust built up over the week he could barely even get home functioning.
biting your lip in anticipation; his mouth only continues trailing down your body, tongue dragging down to the place that sits between your thighs, "fuck, you're so beautiful," your face flushed once more, feeling his head lean onto the fat of your leg. his other hand landing on the outer side of your other side, looking up at you with a hopeful yet lusty leer that leads itself back down to your cunt.
jitters of pleasure pool at the bottom of your stomach, even now, the teasing pecks were placed against the plush parts of yourself. against your thighs, against the skin right above your pussy. "rob, p―please, i need it... need you r'now..."
you whined as your hand moved to your boyfriend's head of hair, heat sank down at your tummy, rubbing circles into his scalp, fingers drag the wet slick of your cunt―"don't even have to prep this pretty thing, do i?" he scoffs, warm air landing onto your pussy, making you whimper.
he gets up from his position, returning to shadowing over your body once more, leaning on his left arm to hold himself up, and the other continues to squeeze your thigh, spreading them gradually―keeping his eyes on you.
a half-whisper emits from his throat "shit- you're fuckin'..."―"so fucking soft, beautiful." fingers run up your side, settling onto the cute, rounded skin of your hips. you had suddenly curled your body a little, as if to hide it from him.
"don't. please don't hide, fuck, i need to see all of you―even those pretty little stretch marks, or your hip dips, i want everything to be right here. don't feel bad at all, please."
his voice became uncharacteristically deep in plead; eyes matching the tone that cleared in his voice. hands hover of the sides of your breasts, your eyes almost shut close out of pleasure―fuck you could've gotten off on that alone.
you let out a small mewl at the thought of him thinking about you like that, you know he had been telling you this for so long, but come on; it always felt good to hear praise flow like a river from your boyfriend's mouth.
you felt weak against the sofa that laid beneath you, "y-you... really mean that?" ― "mind if i show how much i mean it?"
fingers slowly start to dip below your waistband, your short gradually slip down your legs, "god, you're gonna kill me over here, rob... so much teasing..."
but as soon as those words slid out your lips; two digits enter your entrance, he couldn't help but let out a groan from the way your hole spasmed around your fingers. you didn't mean to immediately buck your hips onto them, yet you did; a low growl only you could hear was a clear sign something hard against you grew more.
pushing against your soft, plushy flesh as your arm brought him closer to you. "don't have to torture yourself rob... please, i need you..." god he couldn't resist that.
"shit, how bad do you want me? tell me." you almost gasped under your breath hearing his words, if you could get wetter than you already were, you would. robert's teeth gritted hearing your small whimper against his digits leisurely rubbing, and grinding onto your sweet spot.
"holy fuck," his fingers remove themselves from your hole, raising his digits to his mouth, closing his eyes for a moment; licking his lips afterward, "god you taste amazing. can't... can't hold myself back anymore, not when you taste that good."
his cock lined up with your cunt, you tried to relax when he unbuckled his pants, having to cover your mouth with how badly you wanted to take a sharp inhale.
the way he was already leaking from his tip, you were flushed. letting out a prolonged moan as you suddenly arched your back, a burning type of pleasure as his mushroom tip presses into your lush pussy.
and that was only the start.
it already had been an hour, flipping you over onto your stomach as your ass raised in the air for him to spear into your hole easier; hands on the fat of your hips as he continued to roll his hips into yours. the feeling of him being inside you for this long had been absolutely satisfying, it had been over a week without this, dick dragging along your insides as he kept up with ramming into you.
"f-fuck, n―nnhhh! mo―oore, pleasef, rob-" you cried of pleasure as your hands gripped at the armrest of the sofa, making you bury your face into the sofa a little more.
robert? he was enjoying how your ass bounced against him, leaning his head back in pleasure as he closed his eyes in pleasure; rough thrusts almost indent his cock a permanent place in your stomach. "f―uuuck, hnngh―s'good," you were so very starved for air, every time he pistonned his hips into yours was a whimper between each.
the muscles in your stomach tightening siphoned the moment altogether, you felt another climax fast approaching. "y-you're fuckin' venus reincarnate, angel―hah, can't get enough of this... of you... keep throwing that ass onto my cock, please-" he groaned out into your ear.
hopefully tonight (and many other nights) would be a sign for you to stop feeling bad about your body, because there is at least one other person who's willing to appreciate that <33!
sonar already had his cock snug deep inside you, his hands were at the plush sides of your waist, slowly massaging you while his growing cock was rubbing against your g-spot. your velvety walls squeezed around him so good whilst he growled almost feeling predatory the way he was turned on the way your skin melted into his.
"h―holy fuck, your body is so, hah, shit- pretty. sosososo pretty, i need all of you on me." as if you weren't already, staring into the mirror, watching your boyfriend throw his head back in pleasure, fingers digging into your squishy flesh as he came back up; admiring your body with satisfaction and pleasure.
he was way too caught up in enjoying your appearance, and the small ways you moaned out because his cock grinded against you so good. "haahngh, f-fuck! so good, 'by―nngh!"
hands hovering down back to the fat of your hips, his eyes reflect red for a moment in the mirror—"feel so good on me, i-hah, just might transform right here and now." his voice almost deepened an octave, he loved the way your head hung back onto the fur of his neck. claws growing a little while they continue to dig in your skin.
it was hard for him to not just lift your weight like nothing and fuck you; yet he also appreciated your pleasure more than his. even so if it meant he had to wait, he didn't expect anything.
there was also just something about having your head pressed into the pillows, letting out cute little muffled moans while the beautiful fat of your ass constantly bounced back on him whilst he continued to drive his tip into your spot, over and over again.
"f—fuck! haah, shit, you're so fuckin' beautiful." one hand held onto your body, freely supporting your weight with his strength while a hand swiped harshly against your ass.
you almost had to bite down onto the plush below you, it was hard to stay quiet when he was going down on your wet, dripping cunt, and the hard slaps that make your entire body jiggle.
"there... hah, was always something about you—about us."
punch up/colm always has a hand on your ass. fully believe in colm being an ass man, and i can't see it any other way!! like he legit loves eat your ass out so bad, even if you complain that he might suffocate under your weight or whatever, trust me he would be GLAD to die getting a taste of you.
"mmmn, s-stay still, fuuck-" his voice muffled as his tongue dipped right back inside your ass. making you cry out in a mix of both pleasure and pain (although mostly pleasure). your hands grasped harshly on the pillow below you while his strong arms held you down like a tent.
hands gripped ferociously at your cheeks, spreading them wide for him to slowly gripe, and slurp at, he knew you hated and liked when he did that. "nnnh, f-fuck, colm! do-don't edge me please..." you cry out in a lustful manner, your back arches onto his mouth, sinking your weight onto his face further as you continue to lay on your stomach.
"stay-hah-still for me, love... g'na go wild if you keep backing up this pretty ass on my nose."
and honestly, you couldn't resist when you sat on top of his face for the first time. was it bad that you couldn't get enough of the way he mouthed at your dripping cunt like a homeless man, gripped at your ass like he were to fall off a building, all while grinding your sensitive, throbbing clit against the tip of his bulbous nose? probably not but god it turned you on so bad.
you felt your head throw itself back on an instinct, hand pushing his face further into your pussy, over cloud nine whilst tongue is buried deep into your gummy walls. you hated that way it hit all sides of your poor, sensitive entrance. "ahhn, colm- i... nghh," you could barely form sentences with the way his mouth serviced you.
you whimpered at the way his facial hair quite literally tickled in you other spots, letting out whines that spill out of a honey river that way it was as sweet as another certain sticky substance. "mmn, fuck," he groaned.
"put all, hah, your weight on me baby. need you to cum comfortably, yeah?"
CW: Breeding, Overstimulation, Dom!Colm, Sub!Reader, Variety of toys, Blindfolding, Bondage, Traffic light safe word, Edging, Asphyxiophilia
Credit for Dividers: @uzmacchiato
MINORS DNI!!!
Imagine Colm having you Blindfolded, Hands tied behind your back with a Vibrator to your clit. Him talking about how well you’re taking it and to just wait, Tutting softly then pinning you down more on the bed as you tried moving away from the toy.
Imagine him Slapping your pussy as punishment for not listening to him earlier as explained above. Him speaking of so Softly to you with an edge to his voice while he discipline’s you for misbehaving. Even refusing to let you cum for an hour.
Him asking what Color you’re on and Changing what he plans for you depending on the color. Oh your yellow and feel your hands feeling tingly? He’s taking them off and rubbing, kissing your hands while you ride him at a slow yet deep pace.
If it Green he’s going to continue controlling how much air you’re taking in while he fucks you silly. He’s saying all these things he wants to do to you and oh how you wish he would do them now, but that’s for another time.
If it’s red we know he’s stopping everything and giving you the best aftercare that the gods would approve.
Imagine him having you in an headlock as he’s hitting every spot known to man possible with you under him, pulling you as close to him as possible as his dick kisses your cervix deliciously after not being able to cum for so long. Your fluids dripping down between your legs mixing with his with a pretty white spot on his lap.
Him taking you on the floor, the bed, the kitchen, bathroom, the living room all over the place and hasn’t let up since that morning and has not intention of stopping till your fucked out all nice and Dumb. Having you having slurred speech and tears running down your face.
Him Squeezing your throat, putting more pressure on it while you clockwork him and grind again the cock ring that is vibrating and grinds against your clit so deliciously. When he can see your seeing spots does he let up his grip for you to breathe before doing it all over again.
Watching you claw his forearm while he has you ass up and head in the pillow with one hand around your throat to keep you still and the other over your head you were clinging to as he reached a new angle having you mewl and cry out.
Maybe he’ll finally let up if you ask nicely, maybe clean him up with your tongue hmm?
you write punch up perfectly, i am obsessed with you and @crucifem 's punch up...
i would kill to have you write punch up x alt!reader and they seem really dom outside of the bedroom but punch up has them shaking for him every single day 😋😋😋
cw: nsfw content ahead, indulge if you want, gn! afab! reader x Dom! Colm :)
you were bent over the kitchen counter once more, your back had been aching like crazy and it was not just because of work. not when your boyfriend who was inevitably way stronger than you had you pinned down onto the counter, gasping for air.
strong palms hold your hips close for quick rolling of his hips into yours. your lower body fell weak, only his strength was able to keep you afloat, legs shaking as you let out shivering breaths...
you could barely pick your own arms up when he had flipped you over, pushing you into missionary — "y-yeah? are you really the one 'wearing the pants' here, sweetheart?"
his cock sunk into your dewy cunt again, viscosity clashing onto the veins of his shaft whilst plunging inside you. a loud groan emits from his throat, "haaah, fuck...!"
"hnnh! c-colm... m'sorry, p—please!" you had no idea what to grip onto as your hands fumbled to hold onto something, anything. "p-please! pleasepleaseplease I s—aaid m'sorry!" you choke out,
voice uncharacteristically breaking in unison with every thrust his mind had set on penetrating into you tonight, especially when your high-pitched moans didn't match your usual tone.
"can't you, hah, jus' imagine everyone's faces when they see us like this..." his warm breath falls onto your face before leaning back away, pushing you further up onto the wall behind you as you continued to sit on the kitchen counter.
pulling on the choker he never bothered to tell you to take off (mainly because of how hot it was), bringing you in closer whenever you got close and just grinded his big fat mushroom tip onto your spongy sweet spot.
And if you're up for it id like to request dom!colm x sub!reader but reader is used to being a dom so colm has to tame her and she learns she isnt a dom shes a brat who needs someone like him 😛
cw; dom turned sub! gn! afab! reader, dom! colm, bratty reader & brat tamer colm :x fem anatomy used, no gendered terms speaking non sexually :)
"hhnnn, fuu--ucckk!" you weren't used to this, you were never used to being in a position of... lesser? no, not the right word, submissive? nope... ah, it was your first time underneath someone! "y-you fuckin' bi.. bitch..." a loud whine of yours cuts your own words off, your entrance felt immediately tight, squeezing around him felt almost not allowed,
a grasp of your hair was in his hand, tightly gripping it from behind; fuck, when did it get to getting fucked mindless by the coworker you always fought with?!
your hips bucked as he leaves a hard thrust ringing throughout your body, pushing your body down back onto the couch to lean on you- "you really think i-i'd let that slide, huh?" you could already imagine the smirk that grew bright on his face with his mustache following along. the kisses that tickled your back, you always joked about his beard feeling good if he were to eat someone out... in which you weren't completely wrong. and god you were in love with the small, delicate touches that shook you to your very core.
"wh―aah! f-uuuck... fuck you, co-colm." you managed to bite out through every piston his hips would roll into yours, you hadn't even realized how much your back had been arching onto him, onto his cock. and you hated it.
hated him.
hated how good it felt.
but god you could not fucking stop, not when he was feeling your tight, and warm cunt sucking him in every single time he got to kiss your womb so carefully, yet so erratic. his hands, his nails, all were dug into the plushiness of your hips. it felt like he only went even more rapid than before, "oh yeah, fuck me?"
his voice dripped like honey when it came to dirty talk, and you couldn't get enough of him. god you wanted him so fucking bad without even recognizing it. "mmmf! sshit―i.. i h-hate you s'much...!" it was the first someone had ever put you into your place like this. and the first time it felt so fucking good, even better than the times you got to dominate other people.
you folded under pressure, you had never felt this good and hated it so much all at once. you could already see stars, lewd squelches bounced off all the bedroom walls, the mirror nearby already had fogged up at how much warmth filled the room. strands of hair stuck to your forehead with how much sweat had been building up.
your toes curled excessively, the way he easily manhandled you to sit up on his lap. facing your adorable expression to his own, you could see how nasty you had made him, was it so bad that you liked the way you were turning him on.
you were perched nicely on his lap, the hand that moved your face hovered over your body and landed onto one of your sensitive thighs. only enhancing your own arousal as your eyebrows knit together "whhn- w.. what now?" you could barely think properly with how deep he was inside you, literally being able to observe how visible he was inside you had your lips on his again.
just like how this started... from a heated little makeout session fueled by the fire of one of your stupid arguments turned obsessive fucking <3
"gonna fuck you till you dripping of jus' me, angel."
