cw. nsfw, gn!reader, thigh riding, praise, degradation, overstimulation, marking, poorly translated languages *not proofread, just pure brainrot
[breach isn't here bc I just didn't want to write for him :// this is so rushed and half assed im sorry 😭😭]
MINORS DNI!!
brimstone (daddy issues popped out with this one yikes)
a sweetheart
literally so attentive
does the work for you
holds you against him as he rocks your hips against his thigh
"atta boy/girl, doing so good baby."
chamber
cocky mf
he either sits back and watches you do all the work
or literally can't sit still and guides your hips over his thigh
loves watching you melt into him when he guides your hips to ride out your orgasm
likes when your nails dig into his shoulders when he keeps your hips moving after your first orgasm
"you can give me one more, right mon ange (my angle)?" "be good for me and give me one more, pour que je puisse m'occuper de toi. (so I can take care of you)."
cypher
good mix of degradation and praise
loves to see you get all flustered when you rub against him
lives for the way you get flustered and hide your face behind your hand
"oh come on, is that the best you can do?"
harbor
his focus is on you
forget about him
let him take care of you
holds you so carefully
rubs your back as his hands follow the movements of your hips
"don't worry about me, let's focus on you, yea?"
kay/o
he's a robot therefore he vibrates
I feel like you'd have to like show him porn or smth to get him to understand the concept of dirty talk
but I feel like he'd be a little stiff with it, not really sure what to do
but give him time to research and study a bit and he'll get the hang of it
"take it easy, just like that."
omen
so touchy
literally wants you to cling to him
like just bury yourself into his arms as you pleasure yourself on him
lets out soft grumbles that can only be considered as some form of purring
"my sweetling, so good to me."
phoenix
literally does not know when to shut up
will run his mouth about how good you look and how well you're doing
easiest way to shut him up is to kiss him
the easiest way to keep him quiet is to make out with him
not just a few short kisses
I mean full sloppy kisses, desperate grabbing at each other and feeling all over one another
"c'mon baby, do it for me." "fuck, you're so good to me."
sova
an absolute sweetheart like brim
he'll keep his hands on your thighs as you rut against him
he'll take over when you start whining and slowing down
praise praise praise
sova loves seeing how your cheeks grow warmer and how you hide your face when he tells you how pretty you look
"such a good boy/girl for me, дорогой (sweetheart)." "its okay, I've got you, keep going for me, малыш (baby)
yoru
mixes praise and degradation like he's a fckn chef or smth
gets off on you rutting against his thigh as much as you're getting off to you rutting on his thigh
hickeys upon hickeys
love bites upon love bites
he can't keep his mouth off you
"look at the mess you made on me, you little whore." "fuck you look so pretty like this, fuckin use me, c'mon."
Can you write a Valorant smut for Chamber x reader and maybe Cypher spies on them with his camera?
Yes! I had so much fun writing this! I hope I got close enough to what you wanted 😍❤️
CHAMBER x FEM!READER + CYPHER
tw// voyeurism (Cypher being a peeping tom), NSFW themes (sex lol), missionary, unrequited love
When Cypher joined the protocol, he didn’t join for love. His goal was to always find a way to bring back his family. It’s still his goal. He will never forget that. It’s just that there were always hurdles in the way of that. One of these unexpected hurdles was you.
You entered the protocol with Chamber and he instantly became attracted to you. Your records were practically nonexistent. There was no trace of who you were anywhere. You were like…a fairy? No—a Goddess. Your beauty was like no other. It was unreal. And your body? It was just the tip of the iceberg.
It didn’t help that you wore skimpy clothing and even were skilled enough to run missions without armor, leaving whatever was exposed to be desired.
Cypher spent a lot of time with you. You took interest in his technology and even played chess with him sometimes. You would let him win.
Everything you did was with such elegance too. He longed so much just to feel your hands on his body.
And it happened.
When you would pass by, you would let a hand linger on his back or chest just a little too long. He had to have you. The touch of a Goddess was driving him crazy!
Then the worst of the worst followed.
Chamber.
“Aha~ Cypher! I see you’ve taken a liking to mon bébé~” The French man teased. “Now, we can all be friends!”
Chamber was…
…your husband.
Everything up until this point was for you to get Cypher to open up a little more. Chamber was beginning to have a history with the tech-savvy man and wanted a little revenge. What better way to do it than with his charming wife? Men were practically falling all over themselves just to be next to you.
You suddenly appeared next to Chamber. What a smart-looking couple. “Oh, Cypher. You seem hurt. I hope you weren’t getting the wrong idea?” You placed your hand over your plump lips in a failed attempt to stifle a laugh. No matter what you did, it was so attractive.
Cypher couldn’t even bring himself to hate you. He was still angry, nonetheless.
“Oh, haha.” Cypher exhaled. “I see. You two really got me. A bit elaborate, don’t you agree? I couldn’t even find marriage records.”
Chamber smirked. “I had those removed. (y/n) didn’t think they would recruit her if they knew we were together. I could already tell you all didn’t like me.”
“Still don’t.”
You giggled again. “He’s just being bitter. So, did I do well, Mon soleil, lune et étoiles?”
“Yes, you did amazing, ma déesse.” Chamber leaned down ever so carefully to place a kiss on your forehead. After the two of you finished mocking him, Cypher would exact his revenge. His idea was to put a set of his cameras in your and Chamber’s room and record your conversations for evidence to show to his superiors.
Brimstone and Viper already knew Cypher and Chamber didn’t like each other so just making accusations with no evidence wouldn’t be taken too seriously.
Later that day, Cypher wasn’t able to find either of you two around the protocol. He figured that the two of you took a leave in Chamber’s fancy luxurious car or his fancy private jet so that he could take you shopping. A reward for helping him stuff Cypher’s head in the dirt one last time.
Cypher was sitting in his room now. He was at his desk, patiently waiting for the two of you to come back from your trip. He was ready.
Luckily enough, it wasn’t long before he installed the cameras when he heard voices coming from his video. The two of you had come back.
“Oh, mon amour, you have to let me see the silk I picked out for you.” He heard Chamber say off camera. He saw you come into frame, putting a large sum of bags onto Chamber’s bed. You seemed exhausted but your face was giving…excited!
You smiled hard as you began to dissect the clothing, looking for the particular item. Chamber came into view, hugging you from behind and resting his head in the crook of your shoulder.
“Happy 10 years, (y/n),” Chamber whispered into your ear, but it was picked up and enhanced by the camera audio. “Happy 10 years, Vi-…Chamber.” You replied, turning your head inward to kiss him on the cheek.
10 years!? He knew that Chamber was 30 and you were pretty close in age but he didn’t think that he was a man to be married young. It had to be true love.
You laughed. “Okay, okay. Let me get ready.” You waved your hand at him, signaling him to let you go. You found the piece of clothing and went into the other room to change. Chamber began to undo his tie and take off his overcoat, folding them and placing them nicely in their respective sections in his closet. He did this until he was just shirtless. He wanted to be appealing but still look like a gentleman.
It wasn’t long before you returned back wearing the lingerie the two of you just bought. “Mmm. How do I look?” You asked coyly, placing your hands on your body.
“Stunning as always.” Chamber couldn’t contain himself, making his way over to you like a snake. “Do I have your permission?”
“Yes.” You answered, making his hands gravitate to your body. “Oh my…” The man gripped your breasts as they burst out of the lacey garment. Your nipples hardened at his touch. “At least take off your gloves.” You rolled your eyes as he felt up your body with his fingertips. Chamber chuckled. “Pardonnez-moi, jolie femme.” He grabbed your face, holding you so delicately like glass as he kissed you passionately. Your lips moved in sync and heated up your core. You moaned into the kiss and placed your hands on his bare chest.
Cypher could only watch, feeling extremely perverted by his actions. He needed to stop…but he couldn’t. What if he said something worth recording? He will just trim out all the…sex parts.
He felt his cock rising through his pants at the sight of you getting such special treatment. He wished it was him but for some reason, seeing Chamber do it for him made it all the most scandalous. He absentmindedly placed his hand on his clothed member, the same way anyone would, he thought.
Cypher’s attention was brought forth when he saw Chamber picking you up and bringing you to the bed. He laid you down missionary and placed wet kisses on your neck. “Now, now. What should I do first?“ the french man’s fingers were lingering around the hem of the lace you wore.
“You could please me.” You wrapped your legs around his lower torso and brought him to you. He was so hard and ready for you. “Ah~ yes, I could do that or…I can mark you so that everyone knows you are mine.”
You laughed. “Then your plans will be for nothing. The others will be just as suspicious of me as they are of you-“ You sucked in your breath as he lowered himself onto you. “The only thing they would find out is that you have extravagant taste in men.”
The act was appealing to look at. Your body and voice were so alluring and Chamber knew how to handle you so well. It wasn’t awkward at all. It was like watching…porn.
“Fine.” You rolled your eyes, looking off to the side so that he had access to your neck and collarbone. Your voice peaked the audio of Cypher’s camera with a moan as Chamber made quick work of your neck.
The sucking and kissing left a mark just above the line where it couldn’t be hidden by normal clothes. Your core became so much hotter, coating your pussy with slick warm juices from all the fun sensations.
“We don’t have much time, come on, st-stop teasing me!” You choked. The weight of him on top of you always sent pleasant butterflies into your tummy. He was like a big baby. ♡
“I can’t appreciate you? All that time you spent with monsieur Cypher was making me a little jealous.” He admitted with his eyes hidden by the glare in his glasses.
Cypher perked up. He actually made Chamber jealous despite everything he had blooming with you being fake. That was rather interesting.
You smirked at him. “You? Jealous?” Chamber stood back up, pulling the lace panties to the side and unzipping his pants. His trousers lowered just a little and out came his cock. It was a good 7 inches fully hard with precum leaking out and staining your pussy lips.
“Even I can get a little ‘bent out of shape’” He answered, speaking in an American accent for the last part, just to make you laugh, and it worked. You giggled at his dialect. You felt that he was a good husband. Despite the popular opinion of him, he was very funny, romantic, and genuine.
“Are you ready for me, mon beau?” He slapped his cock between your lips but not inserting himself. He coated his shaft with your sexy juices by rubbing it up and down so that he would tease you. “Yes, my sweet.”
Without any further warning, Chamber pushed his sleek, pretty cock inside of you. Your angelic moans filled the room. The pleasure caused you to grip his forearm with a strength he only knew from you being like this.
He didn’t know what possessed him to do this, but Cypher couldn’t help but find you so amusing. His dick was out and at the sight of you, he fucked his fist the way Chamber fucked you. He touched himself for any opportunity to feel something. Feel you and your tight walls.
“Fuck!” He heard you curse as Chamber’s length grew inside of you. You felt him hitting your g-spot. “Ahh~ Chamber! I think I’m gonna cum—p-please!” You squeezed your eyes shut.
Chamber was too enticed by watching your beautiful tits bounce in rhythm with his strokes. He didn’t want you to cum just yet. “Not before me…”
Cypher couldn’t hold back anymore, cumming at the same time Chamber did. The Frenchman bred you well, painting your walls with his cum, making you cum too. Your juices mixed and your insides became so sore and sensitive. Your husband continued to thrust into you, sending butterflies to your tummy and making you blush each and every time.
When he finally pulled out, he slumped next to you and sighed. “The things I do for love.” He muttered, making you tsk in response. “You idiot. You could’ve come sooner.”
“That may or may not be true.”
You used your leftover strength to climb on top of him and straddle him. “More?” He questioned, still panting from round one. “You’re going to have to wait.”
You shook your head. “No, no.” You traced his glistening muscles with your fingertips. “I want to at least pleasure you before I go.”
“I would love to be treated like your King.”
You smiled attractively, leaning down to give him the same treatment as he did you. Kisses on his neck, collarbone, and chest. You had barely begun when you finally noticed something odd…
NSFW CypherxFem!reader with heavy bondage? (Valorant)
here’s a little bondage minific with no plot for u anon! enjoy <3
Bondage w/ Cypher
Cypher x Fem!Reader NSFW
a/n- so there may be some weird descriptions in here that kinda only make sense if you’ve played the game. so for those of you who have not (no shame!), let me explain some things-- when you trigger cypher’s tripwire it acts as a rubber band until destroyed, meaning you will only be able to travel a very short distance before getting pulled back to the source. this may be arbitrary but ya!
cw// bondage (reader receiving), overstim, multiple orgasm. not proofread
411 words
Cypher gave you one last soft kiss on the lips before shoving your own sodden panties into your mouth. Wrists yank on the bed frame as you reflexively reach up to run your fingers through his brown locks. The tripwire stung hard every time you fought its grasp, the resistance pulling you right back down to where you started.
“Ah-ah, darling,” he taunted with a smirk. Your muffled protest turned into a gasp as he closed his lips around your nipple, rubbing, pinching, and rolling the other between his thumb and forefinger. He repeated the same movements on the other side, teasing them taut. With your eyes closed and head already thrown back in pleasure, you were startled by the cold bite of metal clamps on your stiff peaks.
His gloved hands smoothed down your sides, toying at the elaborate binds and knots of thin cable that held your legs open. Despite the lack of skin to skin contact, his touches left burning blush in its wake, crawling up your neck and down to your heat.
One little kitten lick from him on your swollen clit sent you into the throes of ecstasy, your head reeling and back arching off the bed. Another, this one delving deeper into your slick folds. You yanked on the binds again, involuntarily, yet they seemed tighter, allowing you only a little bit of wiggle room from the seemingly elastic pull.
You let out a guttural sob as he kept lapping at you, two fingers now pumping in and out of your pulsing hole. After what seemed like an hour, your climax was now visible as stars dotted your vision behind shut eyes. But even after you tumbled down, the numbing pleasure kept shooting up your spine as he continued to suck and lick, his fingers prodding the spot that made you shake every time. Muffled sobs of pleasure ripped from your throat as he pushed you through another orgasm stacked on top of the first. You tried to shut your legs, but were met with the ever-tightening dig of the cables into your skin. It was only after your tantalizingly torturous orgasms would he finally let up. You reveled in the aftershocks as he untied the knots and disabled his tripwire-cuffs; He wiped the tears from your red cheeks and pulled your panty-gag out of your mouth; you wrapping your arms around him as praise and pride spilled from his lips, encapsulated in intermittent kisses.
Summary: cypher catches you sexting someone else, and his jealousy tips him over the edge
CW: porn with plot, dom! cypher, sub! reader, sexting, cypher being a creep, touch starved! reader, voyeurism, degradation, sir kink, praise, choking, spanking, biting, brat! reader, use of slut/good girl/sweetheart/baby, oral (m! receiving), face fucking, facial, slight overstim, unprotected sex, creampie, finger sucking, fingering, slight dumbification(??)
i think i covered everything but if i missed something lmk!
dear god what have i done...this is quite literally the filthiest thing ive written in a long time lmfao. also im new to the val fandom so pls tell me if i got anything wrong! also thank you to my bsf @l0serloki for helping me w some of the details i didn't know! enjoy <3
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After a long mission, all you needed was to cum.
You’d been pent up all day. Brimstone had sent you and Cypher on a mission, and something about the Moroccan man was driving you crazy. The two of you had barely interacted and touched even less—maybe a tap on the shoulder to gain your attention—but that’s all it took to have him living in your head rent free.
As soon as you enter the base, you’re already tugging off all of your armor. It’s late, most of the agents have already retreated to their rooms, but you don’t bother to be quiet. You make it to your room with half of your gear already off, tossing it into a pile in the corner and making quick work of the rest of your clothes.
As soon as you’re completely undressed, you’re throwing yourself into your bed and grabbing your phone off of your nightstand. As much as you wish you could be fucking Cypher, you know the man is much too withdrawn for that. So, you go to the next best thing: the old Tinder date you still have added on Snapchat.
You send him a selfie of your jaw and bare collarbones, captioned only with a question mark. He answers within seconds, sending a picture of his bare abs with his gray sweatpants just barely in the frame.
You take that as a yes, and move the camera lower to the tops of your tits. He sends back a picture of him grabbing the bulge in his pants and that’s all you need to get started. You trail your hand down between your legs, rubbing your wet clit. You send him a picture of you touching yourself, receiving a video of him starting to stroke himself in return.
You pull your wet fingers out of your cunt and send him a video of you licking them clean. You put your phone down for a minute to focus on working yourself open, using your other hand to pinch and twist your nipples. You can’t help but picture they were Cypher’s hands instead, though.
Cypher leans back in his desk chair, doing his nightly routine that consists of checking the internet for anything on the other agents. He’s done that pretty quickly, though, and his mind is sent wandering to the mission earlier. You looked so pretty, and the way you shrunk when he tapped your shoulder? The images that flooded his mind afterwards were enough to keep him satisfied for weeks.
He hovers his hand over the mouse, tempted to check on you. Cypher had tapped the phones of all of the agents, with the excuse that it was to track it in case something ever happened. And that was true, for the most part.
Except when it came to you. He couldn’t help but check on you every once and a while. It was never anything too far—just doxxing the anonymous man who dm’d you a dick pic without your permission, or smiling at the cute conversations you have with your friends.
His impulses get the best of him and he finds himself clicking on the software that lets him see your screen. He expects it to be black, you fast asleep just down the hall from him. He’s gravely mistaken when the application loads and you’re on Snapchat, completely naked and posing for the camera.
His cock twitches in his pants at the sight and he stares for a few seconds before he remembers he should look away. He does, but only for a second until his eyes drift back to your naked form on their own.
It’s only then that he realizes you’re sexting someone. He scoffs when the man sends you back a video. Cypher is much bigger, and he just knows he can fuck you better than the man you have saved as ‘Tinder Douchebag’ in your phone.
Jealousy bubbles up inside him when you send him back a video of you fingering yourself furiously with the caption: I want you to fuck me so bad! Cypher doesn’t even know what he’s doing until he’s stomping down the hallway, headed for your room.
You freeze in your tracks and drop your phone when Cypher bursts through your door. You’re so shocked by the sight of the masked man that you don’t even cover up. He’s only wearing track pants and a t-shirt with his mask now and you wonder if he was about to go to bed.
Finally, you come to your senses and manage to tug your comforter over your naked body. “Cypher? What are you doing?”
Your face heats up. How much did he see? What was he even doing here? Sweat beads roll down your temples and you try to keep a straight face.
“What are you doing, y/n?”
“I-I was about to go to bed.”
He shuts the door and locks it behind him. “Don’t lie, y/n. I know you were sexting that Tinder guy on Snapchat.”
“How did you—did you tap my phone?”
He approaches you, only inches away now. You can see the bulge in his pants, and despite the awkwardness of the situation, your cunt gushes onto your sheets.
He grasps your chin tightly. “Did I turn you on during our mission earlier? Were you thinking of me fucking you while you sent naughty pictures to another man?”
You say nothing, but Cypher knows that he hit the mark based on the look on your face. He can’t help but smirk, only getting more and more turned on.
“What a slut,” he laughs cruelly. “Too shy to ask for a real man so you turn to that idiot?”
The lightbulb in your head turns on at his words, and it's your turn to smile. “You jealous, Cyph?”
He snaps, hand moving from your jaw down to your throat. He squeezes gently, not enough to even restrict your airflow, but just enough to make you wary. You look up at him through wide eyes and wonder if you should be as turned on by him choking you as you are.
He moves down to whisper in your ear, “do you want me to fuck you or not, y/n?”
You nod eagerly.
“That’s what I thought,” he releases his grasp on your neck. “Then shut up and be a good girl, okay?”
“Yes, Cypher.”
He shakes his head. “That’s sir to you.”
“Yes sir.”
This pleases him, and he rewards you by ripping the blanket off of your body. The blood rushes to his cock at the sight of you—nipples hard and sensitive, thighs trembling and coated in your slick.
He dips his fingers in between your legs. They come back glistening, only egging him on. He pushes the bottom of his mask up so that he can taste your juices, licking his fingers clean.
You sit perfectly still, in awe of the man in front of you. This is the most you’ve ever seen of him and you want to savor it all.
He moans, “you taste so good, baby.”
The sight of him sucking your arousal off of his fingers is enough to make you lightheaded, a fever settling over you. Cypher keeps part of his mask flipped up, leaning in to kiss you. His lips are soft against yours and he wastes no time in shoving his tongue into your mouth.
You grab onto his arms, trying to ground yourself despite the way your head is spinning right now. He pulls back, a trail of saliva connecting your mouth to his. He leans in again but connects his lips to your neck this time, biting you.
You whine at the pain which only pushes him further. He kisses down your neck, making his way to your collarbone. He bites you just above it and you can feel him smirk against your neck.
“You better not cover these up,” he mumbles, mouth moving farther down your body. “I want everyone to know what a slut you are for me.”
You can only moan at his words when he makes his way to your sensitive tits. Your nipples are already swollen from your earlier treatment, so when Cypher smacks his hand against your tits, the feeling overwhelms you.
“F-fuck, sir—I’m really sensitive right now!”
“Aw, do you want me to kiss it better?”
He doesn’t give you a chance to respond before his wet mouth is on your aching nipples, giving them each a wet kiss. You sigh in relief when the cool air hits the wet spots he left behind. The relief is sweet but brief.
Cypher grazes his teeth across your nipple. It stings, forcing a whimper from your lips. “You’re so pathetic,” he bites your nipple again.
“I-I—“ you whine, unable to form a full sentence.
“I-I-I,” he mocks you, slipping one of his hands between your legs.
He rolls your clit between his index finger and thumb, gathering your juices on his fingertips. He slips a finger inside of you, pumping it in and out of you a few times before adding a second. His fingers move expertly inside you—curling into your walls to press against your sweet spot.
You can feel yourself getting close, walls tightening on his fingers. You try to stay still but your thighs clench on his hand without you trying. Cypher just shakes his head at you and forces your legs open with his other hand.
“I’m gonna cum—”
Cypher slips a third finger in and speeds up. You squeeze your eyes shut and arch your back, forcing your cunt farther onto his fingers. He scissors them inside of you, spreading your gummy walls farther apart. It’s more than enough to send you over the edge.
You cum with a scream, walls spasming around his fingers. Your legs are shaking, chest heaving with every breath. Cypher could cum on the sight of you writhing below him alone.
He pulls his fingers out of your pussy and forces them past your lips. Your head feels fuzzy, but you still manage to pop them into your mouth and suck them clean. Your mouth is soft and warm, and Cypher wants nothing more than to replace his hand with his cock.
He rushes to undo his pants, tossing them to the side. His boxers are bulging, straining under the pressure of his hard cock. He pulls them down slowly, making eye contact with you the whole time.
His cock springs out of his boxers, coated in pre cum. The sight makes your mouth water around his fingers. Cypher tugs them from your mouth and wipes your spit onto your swollen nipples.
He grabs your hair and yanks your head so that you’re level with his throbbing length. “It’s not going to suck itself, sweetheart.”
You kneel forwards on the bed wrapping your hands around his cock. It’s long and smooth, the tip red and dripping with precum. You stick out your tongue and lick a bead off of his tip. You slowly lick up his shaft, making eye contact with him while you do so.
He throws his head back, moaning. He tugs on your hair and thrusts his hips forehead, the head of his cock pushing past your lips into your warm mouth. You open your mouth wider to take more of him in. He tastes salty but it's addicting—you want to suck every drop of his cum out of his balls.
You bob your head up and down, hollowing your cheeks to apply more pressure to his cock. You use one hand to squeeze whatever you can’t fit in your mouth and use the other to cup his balls.
He shivers from the sensitivity, his dominant side melting away for a brief second. “F-fuck,” he clutches the back of your head to force more of himself down your throat, “I always knew you’d be good at this.”
He tangles his hands in your hair and uses it as leverage to start fucking your face. You don’t fight back, instead, you move your hands to his thighs, squeezing them to take as much of him as possible. He pulls away for a second, letting you catch your breath, before slamming his cock back down your throat.
“Fucking slut, so desperate for my cum.”
You hum in agreement through his cock, the vibrations sending shockwaves of pleasure through him. That’s all it takes to send him over the edge.
He gives you no warning that he’s cumming, just shooting his salty seed into your mouth. He jerks himself off, pulling himself out and shooting some onto your lips and chin. The milky substance drips down your chin and coats the tops of your tits.
Cypher makes a mental note to check the camera in your room later to save this image.
He grabs your hips and tosses you onto your stomach, making you stick your ass up in the air. “Are you gonna be a good girl and let me fuck your sweet little pussy?”
“Y-yes sir!”
Cypher teases his throbbing cockhead, plunging it through your folds. Your pussy is gushing, making a mess of his cock and your sheets below it. He hits his tip against your clit. You try to move your hips against him, desperate for him to be inside of you.
Cypher doesn’t like this, though, and smacks your ass hard. “Have some patience, slut.”
Your butt stings from where he hit you, skin burning. You try not to move and let him continue teasing, rubbing his cock up and down your soaking pussy. He dips the head in every once and a while, making you think he’s going to fuck you, before going back up to your clit.
Finally, Cypher rams his cock into you. He feels much bigger when he’s inside of you, his cock reaching spots that your toys and fingers could never. You scream out but Cypher reaches around and covers your mouth with his hands.
He uses his hands as leverage to keep fucking into you, cock ramming inside of you and balls slapping your clit with every thrust. “You’re so wet,” he grunts, “your pussy takes me so well.”
You whimper into his hands, reaching one of your own to rub your clit. Cypher is unrelenting with his pace—forcing his cock harder and harder inside of you with every thrust. He smacks your ass again and smirks at the way it jiggles from the momentum.
“It’s like you were made for me, sweetheart.”
Your cunt gushes at that, telling Cypher exactly how you feel about his praise. He speeds up, both of you nearing your finish. You can feel his cock twitching against your tightening walls and now it's just a matter of who’s going to finish first.
He smacks your ass once more and you finally reach your peak. You collapse onto the bed, body too weak from your orgasm to keep yourself up any longer. Cypher thrusts once more, before cumming inside of you. You can feel his hot cum fill you up and drip out of your aching pussy, further ruining your sheets.
You’re panting, covered in sweat, cum and spit, face down on the mattress. Cypher has pulled out, letting himself collapse on the bed next to you.
He reaches out, wrapping an arm around your waist and flipping you onto your side so that you can breathe easier. “How are you feeling?” His tone is gentle now, the dominant edge completely gone.
“G-good,” your voice is raspy, throat still aching from his harsh fucking.
“Was I too rough?”
You shake your head, eyes fluttering closed. You’re exhausted, your whole body sore. He reaches out and pets your cheek, brushing away the strands of hair that’s been matted to your face with sweat.
“Y/n,” he mumbles.
“Hm?”
“I-I like you a lot…and I don’t want you to have sex with anyone else.”
That’s enough to make you open your eyes. “You—you do?”
He nods, cheeks slightly red. You’re in pure shock at how he can go from dominant to adorable so quickly.
“I want you to be my girlfriend.”
Your head spins but you manage to mumble out a yes.
Cypher just laughs at how sleepy you are, planting a quick kiss on your forehead. “We’ll talk about it more in the morning, okay?”
“Okay.” You nod, eyes fluttering shut again, “Cypher?’
“Yes?”
“Can I sleep in your bed? We kinda made a mess out of mine…”
“Of course,” he chuckles.
Cypher pulls on his pants and tugs his earlier t-shirt over your shivering figure. He lifts you into his strong arms, head laid against his bare chest, and he carries you to his bedroom.
warnings: you had sex with him just before this is like a sleep comfort thing with small sex at the start and there is aftercare and then we're eepy
i forgot the names for warnings anyway enjoy LOL
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As Cypher pulls out, he can't help but whine from the loss of warmth around his cock. He looks down at your fucked out body and the slight drool on your face and almost cums from the sight alone. He walks to your shared bathroom and brings out a towel to wipe you down with. With heavy eyes, you watched him in comfortable silence, enjoying the after-feel of having been made love to.
Cypher walks off again, pulling a simple outfit consisting of a plain black singlet and dark, navy boxers. He falls into bed beside you and leaves a kiss on the small of your jaw, making sure you are cosy before letting an arm rest over your lower back. The moroccan rubs little shapes into the bedsheets above your skin, lulling you to the realm of rest.
"ليلة سعيدة يا جميلة" He whispers, before leaving a final kiss on your forehead and closing his eyes.
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ليلة سعيدة يا جميلة translates to goodnight, beautiful
You joined the protocol around the age of 16 and now your almost 18 years of age in a week. To everyone you were pure and innocent and they always try to shield you from anything inappropriate but in fact you were quite the opposite. You had an extremely dirty mind and were into questionable things, especially a mysterious man that held many secrets.
Story is on Ao3 and Wattpad! Its a fanfic I started the other day and I wanted to sort of spread it. I don’t know if ill continue putting it on Wattpad cuz there will be a lot of lewd stuff that would go on but we’ll see.
Hii! Can you please do part 2 for the revenge porn? I’m really hooked up on it
Here is my delivery! I always leave little hints for another part just in case the work is received well for a multipart series. Like...all my one-shots are pilots, I guess. :) I'm sorry for the long delay
CHAMBER x FEM!READER + CYPHER
tw// voyeurism (Cypher being a peeping tom AGAIN), NSFW themes (sex lol), unrequited love, badly google translated french
By Nasus Kim via Twitter
Part 1
Chamber couldn’t help but feel bad. He was always so calculated but in your presence, he was careless and now the both of you would soon pay the price. He needed to fix it somehow. He could lose you!
You didn’t bother to finish or wait for aftercare. He couldn’t stop you from running out of the room in embarrassment. The French man knew better and to let you have your space. He only thought of one person that would be petty enough to install small cameras the moment he leaves.
He needed to act fast.
The next day he woke early enough to write a note to you and slip it under your door. It detailed that he would be taking action against the culprit. He would do his best to figure things out so that the two of you wouldn’t be separated. He also pressed for you to not be angry…please don’t be angry.
When Chamber found Cypher, he was playing Chess by himself. He was initially ignored but that didn’t bother him.
“Monsieur Cypher.” Chamber sat in the empty seat at the opposite end of the board. Cypher moved a piece on the board before finally speaking. “What do you want?” he spat.
Vincent was extremely desensitized to the ratty attitudes of those he associated with. He lightly knitted his eyebrows together. “I want you to remove the cameras…and delete the footage.”
“Chamber-“
“—for your sake. Not mine.”
If anyone could see Cypher’s face right now, they would see his eyes full of fire that burned into Vincent’s head. “You are in no position to threaten me. Tread lightly, Chamber.” The Moroccan man gripped the chess piece he had in his hand. It was the “Queen” piece that he had taken from the side Vincent sat on, winning him the game. How fitting.
Vincent raised his hands. “It is not a threat. It is a piece of advice. I hate to see mon amour so stressed. I want to make peace.” He said, quietly. “Our feud shouldn’t include her. I was the one who put her up to it.”
Cypher scoffed. “She is a grown woman. She knew what she was doing.” He placed his chess piece on the table and began to reset the game for himself. “I’m guessing you don’t understand how marriage works.” Vincent leaned back in his chair, giving his opponent a condescending smirk. “I don’t need you here to lecture me on what marriage is. If you held any love for her then you wouldn’t put her in a position-“
“Comment oses-tu, putain de bâtard, you don’t know anything about me. You don’t know anything about her, I suggest you…” Vincent realized that his mask was slipping just a little. He readjusted himself accordingly, going back to his normal self. “Just as you tell me not to lecture you, please, do not do the same to me.”
Cypher didn’t reply. Vincent was always so smug and it was nice to see him squirm for once. “So what happens now?”
Cypher leaned back in his chair too, mimicking Vincent’s actions. “I give what I found to Brimstone. You can go pack your bags.” He waved his hand to shoo him away. Something that Vincent didn’t like.
“So, how would the others feel about you being so obsessed with your female ally to where you stalk her? You stalk her and you see that she is actually taken.” Vincent narrowed his eyes at Cypher with his smirk returning to his face. “And when you see she is taken, you place cameras to spy on her. Sounds a bit…elaborate.”
“I-“
“And then I suppose you will need to leave the protocol too, monsieur Cypher. Pack your bags.” Vincent‘s smirk deepened. Internally patting himself on the back for his intelligible quips.
Cypher was ready to retaliate until he heard footsteps approaching. He held his tongue and waited to see who it was.
You came around the corner, visibly reacting to Cypher. Your eyes widened before narrowing like daggers. “Que faites-vous chérie? (What are you doing, Darling?)” You asked your husband, just as surprised as Cypher. It became really awkward now.
“Je t'ai dit de rester dans ta chambre. (I told you to stay in your room.)” Vincent’s face softened. You seemed uneasy. He noticed that you were wearing casual clothes instead of your usual combat attire. Your face softened too. “Je ne voulais pas. (I didn’t want to.)” You avoided eye contact and crossed your arms. “Tu m'as manqué. (I missed you.)” You added.
Vincent gave you a sweet half-smile before standing up from his chair. “We can speak more about this later. Pardonnez-moi.” He gave Cypher a short bow before following you out the door.
You grabbed his hand and led him away fast and out of the eyes and ears of Cypher. You didn’t seem like yourself right now. Typically, you’d mimic a bit more confidence, similar to how Vincent himself would. This made him worry. You didn’t stop until you brought him to the recreational area where all of the agents would eat. It was getting late so it was closed down and no one was around. The lights were dimmed as well.
“Mange avec moi. (Eat with me.)” You demanded before going over to the fridge. Vincent smiled. You were such a firecracker when it came to your emotions but you still had room to show interest in him. You took out a handful of things that both he and you enjoyed. A look of sorrow washed over your face as you sat down in an island chair and ate your snack.
Vincent’s joyful expression turned into one of concern. “What is it, mon amour? I have things covered with Monsieur Cypher. Where is that beautiful smile?” His hand found itself on your cheek and rubbed it tenderly.
“Um…” You hesitated for just a moment, but you were unable to hide something so present all over your face. “When I left the room last night, Yoru saw me.” You finally told him.
Vincent’s eyes widened. “Yoru? What was he doing out of his room so late?”
You shrugged. “I don’t know but he saw me in the lingerie.”
“I see. It looks like I will have a bit of competition then, no?” The French man smirked at you. It was typical of him to make jokes to put you at ease. This time, it wasn’t working. This was more than just some flirting game. Your credibility was on the line. What if Cypher reports you? What if he tries to release or sell the video? It was such a nightmare to think about. Now, Yoru had to be at the wrong place at the wrong time.
“Vincent.” You narrowed your eyes at him. The French man jumped at your expression before smiling awkwardly. “What?” He asked innocently, raising his hands in defense. You rolled your eyes. “I need you to take this more seriously. You think you have a grasp on the protocol but you really don’t.”
“You worry too much, mon amour. Stressing this much will age your beauty away. Have faith in ton mari.” Vincent flashed you a smile. You could tell that he was trying too hard. You decided to humor him anyway. You hoped he would somehow fix this. “Hm.” You exhaled before you turned your attention back to eating your food of choice. Vincent came up behind you, resting his head in the crook of your neck like he always did when he would greet you. “Would sharing a kiss put a smile on that beautiful face of yours?”
You groaned, shrugging him off but he didn't budge. He pressed his lips to your cheek and neck, tickling your skin and making you laugh. “Ugh! Come on, Vincent!” You shouted as you giggled and shoved him away. “Mmm. I just want to taste you~” You felt his warm breath hitting your features. Butterflies filled your tummy as he embraced you. You felt your core heating up again. You had begun craving him again. This whole “fooling the protocol” for the sake of his plans would take a toll on you sometimes. One night together wasn’t enough.
“Vincent…” You mused, thighs rubbing together as you bite your lip. This took Vincent by surprise. You’re typically more composed than him, being able to control your horniness much better than he can. “(y/n)?” The French man loosened his grip on you, allowing you to face him now. You placed your hands on his chest, looking up at him with pleading eyes.
“I miss having you…”
Vincent’s eyes widened. His pants tightened when you pressed your body against his. The feeling of your soft breasts and the adorable look on your face is what got him going. “But, chérie, we had so much fun last night. Would you be able to wait…a few more days?” He asked awkwardly. He expected for your expression to droop and guilt wash over him as he tried to make his boner go away but—no.
“But I miss having you every day.” You said, seductively. “Ever since we came to Valorant, I’ve been so touch-starved. It’s getting harder and harder to occupy myself.” Your hands roamed his chest. You could tell he wanted you too or else he would just stop you. “Oh, sweetheart, you know I try to be there when I can.” He raised his hand to touch your face but you only continued. “And it got me thinking that maybe Sova could help me out while you’re too busy flirting with Viper.”
Suddenly, you pushed yourself off of him, placing your hand on your cheek. You gazed at him thoughtfully, waiting for him to make his decision. You could tell that for some odd reason, your husband was extremely jealous of Sova. You only had eyes for your husband and he knew that too. It’s just that having relations with another man just to get him riled up sounded extra spicy to you.
You were mildly jealous of Viper as well. You were grateful that she never fell for Vincent’s flirting. Though, you could only imagine how amazing you’d feel if he said those things to you in the middle of gunfights.
Vincent had already grown so accustomed to your bodies touching. Now he almost felt lonely. Despite you only being a foot away. The thought of you having another man inside of you drove him crazy. That much was clear but he had a particular disdain for Sova. The reason is that he sometimes felt like you’d leave him for someone else. There were still parts of Vincent’s personality that left him insecure.
So, he would show you that you were his.
Cypher, once again, had been watching the whole ordeal. He had cameras just about everywhere. It was the only way he could protect himself. Instead, he was getting live porn. It was much spicier this time since the two of you were having public sex. The room was completely empty with low lighting. Anyone could just walk in and see Vincent bending you over the table, plowing your tight holes. Begging for him to make you cum already.
He was unable to resist the same temptation as before. He even felt less shameful of it because of the heated words he had earlier with that man.
Cypher was beginning to come up with a new idea to make ends meet with Chamber.
Vincent would do anything to save you from being expelled from Valorant. Everyone else were just pawns. Including him. He’s probably eager to tell everyone that he placed cameras in your room because he’s obsessed.
Vincent bent you over the table. He began readying himself by aggressively ramming his clothed cock into the tight space between your bare ass cheeks. Each moment of contact sent waves of pleasure to your core. He was trying to get you as wet as possible so that you could take him well.
You were taken by surprise when you felt him stop. Your legs were already beginning to wobble at the thought of what was happening next. Vincent’s hands explored your backside, removing your underwear so that he could get a look at all of the glory. The part of you that belonged to him.
“Mmm~♡ Vincent!” You half-shouted, stopping yourself from being any louder by biting your lip. His tongue quickly entered your pussy. His warm and wet muscles between your folds, swirling and sucking on your lips. The sensations caused you to lubricate more naturally. His tongue was then replaced by his fingers that slipped in and out of your pussy with ease. “Come on!” You commanded eagerly.
You heard Vincent chuckle a bit. He pushed himself inside of you without another thought, but he didn’t move. His hand gripped your throat from behind, pulling you upward so that you were close to his chest.
“Mmm…” Your husband hummed into your ear, leaning onto you just enough for you to be trapped between him and the table. “Je veux que tu me dises à qui tu appartiens. (I want you to tell me who you belong to.)”
You whimpered at his sudden aggression. His cock was big inside of you and still growing. It leaked precum that you could feel coating your walls. You felt every twitch.
“I’m yours~!” You stuck your ass out, further pushing him inside. He grunted, securing his fingers around your throat once again. His free hand to keep you in place by yours. “Say my name, chérie.”
“I’m yours, Vincent…I belong to you, Vincent Fabron.”
Cypher watched you from his tablet. He was jealous of how playful and romantic your relationship with Chamber was. He wanted to be angry and believe that it wasn’t fair that the two of you get what you want while he gets nothing.
He still masturbated, nonetheless. How could he not? Your excited moans and mewling naturally made his cock rise. He had thought of fucking you many times when you were pretending to like him. Normally, when people are led on, they distance themselves from the person that hurt them. This was impossible with Cypher. You were his co-worker and pretty much liked by everyone. So, he was obsessed with you and his obsession only grew more.
He tried his hardest to imagine having you too. Feeling your tight walls swallowing his cock. Dumping all of his cum into your room, breeding you very well. He made a mess in his room, cum erupting and running down his hands.
Vincent stretched you out with his big cock until he felt like you deserved enough. He came without warning! His cum and your cream mixed deliciously, dripping out of your cunt and leaving his cock sleek.
The two of you actually did it in a public area. The rush of adrenaline gave you a second wind.
“Is that enough to satisfy you?” Vincent adjusted his glasses, going back to his normal attitude of being a gentleman and not a soft dom. “Mmm.” You hummed, clenching your thighs together. “For now, but I’ll miss you again.” You smiled softly. Vincent turned red, getting flushed over your beautiful smile. He would never trade you for anyone else.
“I’m going to get cleaned up.” You began to walk passed your lover. “Wait!” Vincent called. “Are we still doing activities in your room tonight?”
You stopped for a moment. “Oh, sure. Just make sure no one sees you coming, ok?” You then resumed walking until you were gone.
Vincent sighed. He was pretty exhausted and wondered what caused you to be so needy.
He put away the food you had taken out and would make a stop in his own room before coming to see you again.
It’s just that when he entered his room, he received an email. At first, he was rather annoyed that someone would take the time to write and send him an email to his work address. On his day off, no less. He read it from his smartwatch.
The email was from Cypher!
It read Cypher saying that he would agree to not do anything with the sex tape. The one he accidentally (not really) recorded and the secret that he’s married to you... if Chamber agreed to a few things.
The only way Cypher would let things go is if he got to know about your past. He was unable to complete his records of all agents without yours. And…if he gets to watch whenever you and Vincent have sex.
