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YOU WRITE SUB DISLYTE?? Immediately following you

Can you write more sub Dislyte scenarios please? Maybe sub Gaius, Luo Yan or Zhou Hong?

YES I write for Dislyte. It's funny how I added Dislyte so I could write for Daniel but still haven't posted anything for Daniel, I have a draft for him since September of 2025 :''')

I love sub Zhou Hong tho...

Is that your tail or are you just happy to see me?

Warning. 18+. Mature content. Bottom character. Bottom Zhou Hong. Top Male Reader. Mention of alcohol and drugs. Intoxication. Stripper Cowboy. Both the reader and the character have a cock. Sex with plot. Oral sex. Anal sex. Cum swallowing.

Sub! Zhou Hong x Stripper Cowboy! Top Male Reader

The loud bang of pile of papers hit his already heavily occupied and messy desk when the one in charge of the floor passed by his side. Zhou Hong glared with murderous intent at the large pile of papers that was clearly unwelcomed. This is the third time he'll stay for extra hours this week, he couldn't keep fucking up his sleeping schedule like this.

He groaned as he removed his glasses so he could massage the bridge of his nose, he's going to have to message the babysitter and ask her to stay some extra hours. He hissed with disgust when he glanced at the pile of papers before returning to typing on his computer desk. Zhou Hong kept reminding himself this is what he chose to do, he had the chance to keep working as an Esper but he had kids to go back to, so a desk job seemed safer to be fair.

But gosh, his mental health was in danger.

He wanted to sleep.

Gods give me a break.

He shoved his head on his hands and rubbed the palms all over his face. It wasn't even a question anymore, it wasn't a doubt, he was about to fucking lose it.

As if his prayers and cries were heard, one of his colleagues came to his desk and picked up the pile of papers before... throwing them in the trashcan?!

His jaw fell and his eyes widened in surprise, fear, and probably anger. Though Zhou Hong wasn't going to lie, he has dreamed so many times of doing that too.

"Are you out of your fucking mind?" he asked, in an oddly calm way. He was too tired to cause a ruckus in here.

The brave colleague with balls of steel grinned down at him, not in a mocking way though. "You can just say thank you, you know? I'm not asking for a standing ovation."

"You're not answering my question." The red haired man put his glasses back on as he glared at his colleague with a hint of annoyance in his amber eyes.

"I saw the desperation in your eyes and thought I'd help you relax yourself," his colleague answered with a nonchalant shrug.

Oh god... He sighed and rolled his eyes. "What acrobatics did you do to come to the conclusion that throwing all my paperwork in the trash would help me relax?" That was a genuine question, he didn't mean to be rude, but the way some of his colleagues' brains worked never ceased to fascinate him. Are they supposed to have functional brain cells inside their heads just like the ones he has?

The colleague just cleaned his hands with a smug grin before opening both hands and showing his palms. "No papers in sight, no work for tonight."

"... That's not how it works."

"Doesn't matter. We're hitting the club tonight Zhougy Hongy."

Ew. "Don't call me that ever again. And I'm too old to go night clubbing."

Zhou Hong's colleague just laughed before brushing his shoulder in a friendly manner. "Come on man, let's go to a club, you're not that old. How old are you by the way."

"Thirty-nine," he grunted.

"See! You're young like a blooming flower, now get ready! See you downstairs in five!"

And of course, he hurried out of the tired office man's sight before listening to the followed complaint and groaning he had to give.

As previously mentioned, Zhou Hong wasn't a man of night clubs or partying in general. He only lived to work behind a desk and stay at home with his kids, reading them bed time stories so they could sleep and have beautiful dreams. He had called his mother asking if the kids could stay tonight with her, to which she said yes thankfully.

His colleague never told him what night club they were going to, not like it mattered, they were all the same. They stayed in line for a buzzy one, his colleague told him it was one of the best night clubs in the city and that Zhou Hong was going to love it, the last part wasn't fully guaranteed according to the snake Esper.

But there was something weird about this place...

"Hey... Why are there only men doing the line to this night club?" asked Zhou Hong, already feeling hesitant about this place when he didn't find a single woman doing the line to enter the place.

"It's only a man club, nothing too special." His friend shrugged.

A man club? Zhou Hong took another look around, and he quickly realized what was going on. His cheeks turned bright red. "Did you just take me to a gay club?!"

The grin that appeared on his colleague's lips told him everything he had to know. He hurried his face on the palm of his hands, embarrassed, blushing, his tongue flickering out of nervousness. Zhou Hong never told anyone about his sexuality, did anyone else knew about his... bisexuality? He thought he kept it well hidden all these years.

Before the Esper of Gonggong could receive any answer from his colleague, they were already standing at the entrance in front of the bouncer and the latter let them walk inside shortly after. Zhou Hong felt an arm wrap around his shoulders before hearing his club-companion shout in his ear due to the loud white-girl music being played in the dark place, "Smile a little and enjoy yourself, you might find a hot-taco to gaze at." Huh???

Lights of many colors hit his eyes once he got to the center of the action. The place was packed, full of men dancing, making out, touching each other even. Strippers were dancing half naked on the tables, the audience were pushing bills inside their pocket pants or under their belts. There were humans and espers dancing everywhere, and Zhou Hong couldn't help but blush some more at the sight of many attractive people. Without him realizing, he was left alone in the center of the dance floor, his colleague nowhere to be seen.

"Fuck..." he cursed under his breath. He wanted to leave.

He tried to push himself towards the exit but with the crowd pushing in every direction, he found himself at the bar. Everything was spinning inside his head with the loud music and the smell of sweat and alcohol clouding his senses. "Give me a Gin and Tonic," he ordered to the bartender. He was at the bar, might have a drink at least.

The bartender nodded and went to prepare the drink. The glass was handed to him and the bartender stopped Zhou Hong from paying. " The gentleman at the corner has already paid it for you," he explained while signaling with the head at a reptile Esper who winked at Zhou Hong.

"Oh... Uhm, okay." Free drinks, nice. Maybe this wasn't so bad, he clearly needed a break from the pressure at work.

He was drunk. It is hard to refuse free drinks, it seems.

Wait, how did he find himself in the middle of the dancefloor.

Where's his tie? His trench coat? Why is he shirtless?

Who put these funny neon-bright collars around his neck?

His brain was cloudy, oh but he couldn't give two shits, his favourite song is playing right now.

"Why won't you make me feel, like I'm the only girl in the world!" he sang, almost shouting, while dancing in the crowd. Of course there were some men getting too close to him, but he paid no mind to them, he just moved a little further from them and kept doing his thing.

The crowd suddenly went crazy when cowboy dressed strippers went up on the tables and started dancing seductively. Zhou Hong was close to one of the tables, standing right in front of you who was staring down at him with a playful smirk. He was hypnotized by the sight of you, and the bulge under his pants felt attracted by your handsomeness as well from what you could tell.

He looked so pretty with the way he was staring at you, lips slightly parted as he panted, his eyes traveling down your body to your crotch. What a cute fellow there. You took an unopened beer can and lowered it down on a knee before opening it and pouring the liquid down on your cow boy hat, the dent made it fall to the front and Zhou Hong opened his mouth to drink it all.

"What a good gentleman," you sang pleased, Zhou Hong couldn't help but swallow deeply, his eyes filled with hunger resting on you. "What's your name?"

"Zhou Hong..."

"What a pretty name~." You stood back and undid your belt, taking the leather in your hands and bringing it behind Zhou Hong's neck to pull him closer to you. The pink on his cheeks turned red, and your cock under your pants liked that sight. "Wanna have fun, Zhou Hong?"

His eyes couldn't leave the sight of your bulge, the need to bury his face on your crotch was getting stronger, he needed a taste. "Uh-huh..."

He was a little more conscious now, he drank from the bottle of water you handed him and now you two were in a stall at the toilet room.

"Feeling better? I know the drinks are delicious, but I don't want to fuck a drunk man, you know?" you said as you stared at him with a soft grin.

Zhou Hong drank the last drops of water before panting and throwing the bottle somewhere on the floor. "Fuck..." He cleaned his mouth with the back of his hand before taking your head between his hands and bringing you for a desperate kiss.

The action took you by surprise. "Wow there..." you chuckled when he pulled back. "No need to rush things now, honey."

Zhou Hong blinked, confused. Oh, he was rushing things? Damn, he didn't know the effects of the alcohol could be that strong.

He kissed you again, this time slower, his tongue danced with yours, and his hands caressed the back of your head while yours held his hips close to your hips. His tongue flickered in your mouth and you pulled back, your eyes widened when you saw the snake tongue and his little fangs. Zhou Hong was panting heavily now, a layer of sweat covered his forehead and some of his hair was sticking on his skin, he looked so... fuckable right now, so pretty.

"Sexy," you mumbled.

It seems Zhou Hong heard that, he nuzzled on the crook of your neck, taking in your scent. "I don't know your name..." he said, his words slightly muffled against your skin.

"Right, you can call me Y/n, pretty boy..." You glared at the long tail he has behind, it was swaying slowly.

"Y/n, hmm, pretty name..." Out of nowhere and with no warning, he pushed you against the door of the stall and clashed your lips on his. This kiss was hungrier than before, as if he was trying to suck the life of you. His hands roamed on your chest, exploring every centimeter of your glorious body. Your hands moved on his body, you couldn't help it, his body was so perfect in your eyes, not too muscled but also not flat or anything. Soft sucking sounds could be heard from the kisses between you two among the loud music of Demi Lovato being played back on the dancefloor. "Y/n..." You could feel the hard bulge under his pants brushing against yours as he rubbed his body against yours.

"Hmm.." you moaned in the kiss. You started removing his belt as he started undoing your pants, you needed this as much as him.

Zhou Hong pulled back from the kiss and started doing a path of wet kisses down your body, starting from your jaw, down to your neck, chest, abs, and finally, the raging, clothed erection between your legs that was begging for attention. His hot breath caressed your clothed cock, making you whimper and your cock throb excitedly. His eyes met yours, you could see the hunger of an animal in his lustful eyes. Not saying a word, he removed your underwear with his teeth, your cock jumped free and slapped against your lower stomach. Your hand went to pull the red hair on his sweaty forehead back. "Go slow, darling, no need to rush this exquisite moment. Don't want ya' hurting yourself."

He didn't blink and neither did he answer back, his tongue flickered again before going to give an open-mouthed kiss on the side of your shaft. Your breath hitches before relaxing, his mouth felt so warm on your cock. He gave a long lick on your length, and lowered down to kiss the base, then he moved to your balls, rolling your heavy sack on his tongue.

"Fuck, where did you learn that...?" you mumbled as you looked down at him, your hand still holding his long hair back.

"Don't you wanna know..? I can show you a good time, handsome man." The snake Esper gave the tip of your cock a soft kiss and then a short lick.

"Funny, I thought that was my job." Your hand wrapped the base of your cock, giving it a few pumps. "Say aah..." As if your words were magic, he opened his mouth wide and his tongue lolled out. Slowly you started pushing your cock inside his mouth, a low moan escaped you once the exquisite warmth embraced you. You could feel his tongue pressing every sensitive spot under your slit. Your hips started moving slowly, fucking his precious mouth gently. Zhou Hong closed his eyes, losing himself to the moment shared with you.

He relaxed his throat to take you deeper, your head hitting the back of it. You tasted amazing on his tongue. Your hips kept moving, and he couldn't help but let out muffled moans. "Hmmph... Hmmgh... Ngh.." Everything around him was turning foggy.

The first drops of pre-cum landed on his tongue, and it just fired something in the reptile Esper, he started sucking more eagerly now, definitely wanting to take so much more from you. Oh he was going for that orgasm, you knew that. "Oh... Alright gorgeous, can't finish this too quickly..." you grunted, it was hard for you to stop moving your hips, with how good it felt having his tongue dancing around your cock. His pretty muffled moans got slightly louder, protesting your decision, saliva was drooling on the corners of his skilled mouth as he tried to keep you for a little longer. The way he was staring up at you with begging eyes was turning you mad. "Fuck, sugar..." You gently pulled him back from your cock, ignoring his whining. Your soaked cock jumped out of his mouth, a string of saliva and pre-cum connecting with his lips.

Zhou Hong nuzzled closer to your shaft, giving a few kisses and licks to the sides. "Please..." he mumbled.

Your hand wrapped around the base of your cock, giving some gentle slaps on the red haired man's cheek with your length. "Ye' sure you don't want this somewhere... else?"

The color of his cheeks turned even redder if that was possible now, his cock jumped under his pants, already leaking like waterfalls.

It was so hard to keep his moans in a low volume. The door of the stall was fighting for its life with every pound you gave to his tight, warm hole.

"Oh fuck- Oh fuck- Oh-!" Zhou Hong's hands were clasping on both walls of the stall, afraid of maybe collapsing and falling on the floor from how deep you were going inside. Your lips were all over his neck, he tilted his head to give you more skin to mark. "Fu-uuuck..."

He clenched around you, to which you groaned. "Holy fuck... That's right babe... Ngh! God you feel so good..."

"So big... So fucking.. nghhh big..." Any thought of stressful paperwork and schedules evaporated from the Esper's head and were instead replaced with how good your cock felt hitting every delicious spot inside him. Oh he wanted more.

Your thrusts increased in pace, the red haired man bouncing on your cock, his back hitting the door and his moans becoming louder to the point you had to kiss him to shut him up.

The door to the bathroom opened and many voices of young folks could be heard. Fuck, they were hoping to get caught.

"Sugar," you whispered close to his ear. "I need you to stay silent for me, yeah?"

"Hmmph Y/n..."

You groaned. "Darling, if you keep saying my name like that..." Your hips moved again, making him whimper.

His arms wrapped around your neck, his feverish eyes staring at yours with need. "Y/n... Y/n please... I need you..." He was out of his mind, clearly, with his slurred words saying sweet things that brushed and made your brain feel tingles.

Zhou Hong wanted to drive you crazy, let go of any control you were holding. Just like the way he did.

You held on the door tightly, not giving a shit if the people at the sinks would hear you, and started moving with renewed energy. A hiss of pain escaped you when two fangs buried on your shoulder and nails dug on your back. Zhou Hong was trying so hard not to moan like a cheap whore right now.

The slapping of skins were not discreet anymore, you were sure of that when the folks outside the stall stopped talking for a moment then burst out laughing. Someone even slipped under the door a box of almost finished cigarettes, hmm, you might smoke one later with this hottie right here.

"Sorry man! I'm out of weed!" You heard shouting on the other side of the stall.

"You're good man!"

The group of young men left the place while laughing.

The fangs on your shoulder left and you were once again holding eye contact with hot stuff, he was panting and drooling. What a sight.

"Why'd you stop?" Oh poor thing.

"Sorry, sugar, did I stop?" You gave a deep pound inside him, he moaned in surprise and held tighter on you.

"Agh-! Aahn..." Zhou Hong leaned down to give you a sloppy kiss. If this was the first and last time he'll enjoy a good fuck, better enjoy it to the fullest.

He sucked on your tongue once you pulled back.

Suddenly, he clenched around you even tighter, his eyes rolled to the back of his head and his mouth opened wide in a silent scream. He tensed, and his cock throbbed with every spurt of hot cum that came out from it. "Guuuh..."

"Oh? Did I find your sweet spot, honey?"

Zhou Hong couldn't answer, his brain had melted into nothing else but a puddle of pleasure.

You then noticed something, and couldn't help but chuckle. "Still have some more in you?" The Esper's cock was still hard as a rock, throbbing unsatisfied, begging for more attention.

The red haired man felt embarrassed, never in his thirty nine years has he been so hard for someone before.

You gave him a soft kiss on the side of his cheek. "Don't worry baby, I'm gonna treat you real good."

"Ah.. ah... Ah fuck...Y/n, more..."

It felt so good, dear Gods!

Every pound you gave from behind was pushing closer to another good release. His arms were quivering under his weight as he tried to support him against the cold wall.

"Hmm, yes... You feel so good," you sighed, your eyes rolling to the back of your head with every few clench he gave to your cock. Your eyes drew over every line of Zhou Hong's back muscles, the way they flexed under the layer of sweat covering him made the sight so impeccable. A nice tattoo on his back would look so hot on him. You lowered down and laid wet kisses on his hot skin. The tension left him slightly as he sighed from pleasure.

"Y/n... 'm so close..."

"Me too sugar, you make me feel so good, fuck!" The grip of your hands on his hips tightened as you went faster and deeper.

Zhou Hong gasped, you were hitting his prostate so hard and so good. He bit the back of his hand to keep his moans down, he didn't trust himself anymore, the people dancing might hear them despite the loud music. "Ngh.. hmmph.. guuh.."

You groaned, and cursed out loud, the rhythm of your thrusts faltering slowly. "God... Zhou Hong.. shi-ah!"

"Holy fu-nnnghhh...ooh ..."

Hot. It felt so hot. And full, shit, Zhou Hong has never felt so full in his whole life.

He loved it.

You could tell from the dumb smile on his pretty face and the way his tail wrapped around your leg so tightly. He was wrecked.

"How you feeling, dear?" you asked, satisfied.

"Hmmf... Gh-ood..." You chuckled before pulling your cock out with a soft pop. "Woah...! So empty... Why so- ughh empty..." Zhou Hong did his best to stand up, his legs quivering under him, he stretched then flexed and turned to look at you with a satisfied grin. "What a good fuck."

You grinned back. "Your little friend down there doesn't look satisfied yet."

The red haired man looked down at his crotch, and groaned embarrassed. "I'm so sorry, I- it's just- it has been a while since I got laid, you know? Don't worry, I can take care of it-"

"Darling," you interrupted. "That right there is my job." You kneeled down and took the box of cigarettes that laid there for a while now and opened it, offering one to him.

Zhou Hong doesn't smoke, usually, but right now he could go for one. "Thanks." He grabbed a cigarette between his fingers and went to search in the pocket of his pants a lighter. "Hmm." He took a long drag of it once it was lightened, yep, he needed that. The sudden warmth around his cock made him yelp, he hasn't noticed you wrapping your lips around his cock.

"Hmmm... Gosh, you're still so hard... So much pent up stress, huh?" The Esper didn't say anything, he just sighed, exhaling the smoke, and nodded slowly. You worked your tongue around his shaft, the salty taste invading your mouth while the smell of sex invaded your nostrils. "Delicious... I'm gonna make sure you give me that cum your heavy sack is holding in," you said as you rolled his balls on your hand.

"Y/n... Haaa, I wanna cum so badly..." His whining almost made you hard again.

"I know sugar, I know..." And once again, you took him in your mouth. Slow thrusts were starting to be given by him, fucking your mouth slowly and nicely.

The reptile Esper took another drag of his cigarette while he grabbed the top of the wall of the stall to steady himself.

Suddenly, the door of the stall opened loudly, and on the other side stood Zhou Hong's colleague that disappeared a while ago.

"Zhou Hong hey mate I'm sorry I couldn't find y-" The man stopped on his tracks, eyes widening in surprise at what he was witnessing, and then grinned widely. "I told you-!" Zhou Hong didn't let him finish, closing the door right at his face.

The memories of that night were still fresh, it has already been five days since the best moment of his life. He regrets not having asked your number.

His usual tired, grumpy facial expression was back again, and every passerby was giving him the side eye of the year while he walked to the nearest coffee shop after a long day of work.

A small coffee shop was seen not so far and he walked towards the entrance. He opened the door and walked to the front desk, ready to order a macchiato accompanied with a warm croissant. No one was on the other side of the desk, but he could see the barista working on the other side.

"Coming," he said. Why does he sound fam- "Oh my gods, well look who we have here." Oh fuck.

"You..."

Damn right, the barista working in this barely known coffee shop was the same guy who fucked his brains out five days ago; you. And even with an apron on you, you still looked hot. His cheeks turned red and unconsciously he bit his lip, memories of that night back at the club flooded his mind again.

You seem to have noticed his flustered stage. You smirked and winked at him as you got closer to him. "Is that your tail or are you just happy to see me?"

Fuck, he hasn't noticed how his pants felt tighter than usual. "I-I'm sorry. I- uh..."

Adorable. "What can I get ya? Aside from my number, sweetheart."

Fuck. "Uhm, a macchiato please, and a croissant."

You gave him another wink before going to prepare his drink. "It's on me, sugar, take it as my way to say thank you for the great time."

When his coffee was done and served with his croissant, you slid a napkin with a number written on it. Zhou Hong swallowed hard.

"Call me, sugar."

Someone stole my toothbrush...

I might come back to Dislyte this month. Gotta get my Zhou Hong. Hope Wuffle2 doesn't hate me. :'3