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𝐃𝐈𝐒𝐏𝐀𝐓𝐂𝐇 𝐏!𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐊𝐒 – 𝐓𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐄𝐃𝐈𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍!
𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐓 — 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐈𝐒 𝐒𝐓𝐑𝐀𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓 𝐏𝐎𝐑𝐍 𝐕𝐈𝐃𝐄𝐎𝐒 𝐏𝐋𝐄𝐀𝐒𝐄 𝐕𝐈𝐄𝐖 𝐀𝐓 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐎𝐖𝐍 𝐃𝐈𝐒𝐂𝐑𝐄𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍! 𝐈 𝐀𝐌 𝐍𝐎𝐓 𝐑𝐄𝐒𝐏𝐎𝐍𝐒𝐈𝐁𝐋𝐄 𝐅𝐎𝐑 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐌𝐄𝐃𝐈𝐀 𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐒𝐔𝐌𝐏𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍.
𝐀𝐋𝐋 𝐌𝐗𝐅 𝐕𝐈𝐃𝐄𝐎𝐒!
𝐍𝐎𝐓𝐄𝐒!— 𝐘𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐂𝐨𝐥𝐦 𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐤𝐬, 𝐧𝐨 𝐢 𝐝𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐡𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐦𝐲 𝐛𝐞𝐞𝐟𝐜𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐡𝐮𝐬𝐛𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐧𝐨 𝐬𝐡𝐚𝐦𝐞 𝐢 𝐝𝐨 𝐟𝐚𝐯𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐦𝐚𝐧 𝐥𝐨𝐥.
🍒ROBERT R. x CHUBBY! READER ༄.°
⟢ In which Robert wants you BAD.
⟢contains NSFW content, f!oral, PiV, chubby chaser Robert tbh, no plot because who needs plot, honestly idk what you would classify Robert as other than down bad… service top..? I guess? Don? Idk Unprofessional coworkers DUHH! Uhh lmk what else!
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“Hh-hah!” A gasp left you before you could even think: the feeling of Robert’s hands gripping the soft, plump flesh of your thighs making your hold mind blank. His head was buried between them, and you couldn’t help but blush at the vulgarity of the situation.
“R-Robert..! What has gotten into…-you!” You whisper out meekly, fingers gripping the fabric of his couch cushions until your knuckles damn near turned white. You felt him chuckle lowly as he pulled away slightly—just enough to speak. His breath was hot against your skin, your mind cursing him for moving away. How dare he have the audacity to answer a question you asked!!
“Y’too pretty to be asking dumb questions…” he grumbled—not in an annoyed way, but in a teasing way. His words made you attempt to close your legs, purely instinct, because now he was looking up at you while kissing your inner thighs, stubble tickling your skin.
Robert clicked his tongue, forcing your legs open as his grip on your thighs grew stronger. God, he loved how strong your legs were… he could feel it, and he wanted nothing more but for that strength to be wrapped around his head right now. “You have any idea how worked up you get me..? Hm?” He asked simply, voice softer than before.
You swallowed, slowly shaking your head.
This had all started when Robert invited you to his place for a nice dinner— one he offered to cook himself. The thought was concerning, of course: for he did not appear to be a man who could cook. But, when you arrived you were actually a tad bit surprised. His apartment was bland, pretty empty still. Even then, he had a few additions that made the place nicer, and the smell of steak fills your nose pleasantly.
You and him had some chemistry, no doubt: hell, Prism teased you about it all the time just like Sonar teased Robert. You were beyond excited when he asked you to come over for a nice, calm, and romantic dinner at his apartment.
But you had no idea that the romantic night would turn sultry in the slightest… no, not with you.
A kiss to your clit snapped you out of your thoughts. “I’ll take that as a no…” He chuckled at your flustered silence. You let out a whine, wiggling your hips in both embarrassment and frustration.
Robert rested his head on your thigh as he gazed up at you, hand caressing your thigh gently. “You’re so, so red right now.” He pointed out. He noticed how rigid you were— hence the calming strokes to your thigh. “Why so tense?”
You gulped, looking around his living room, trying to find an answer that didn’t sound pathetic.
“Well… I just…—“ you try, giving up on finding some elaborate excuse. “..you sure you wanna… y’know.. with me?” You asked shyly, suddenly feeling small. It was like two big spotlights were on you right now, and it made you want to shrivel up and die.
Despite that, Robert brought you out of your trance once more. “Psh, yeah—why wouldn’t I?” He asked, as if it was obvious. After a moment of you being silent—(you had nothing to say to that)— he chuckled and shook his head. “You really are oblivious, Y’know that?”
You gave him a look that told him to explain himself.
“Been having my eyes on you for months… at first it was your eyes.. god, you have the prettiest eyes…” he explained kindly, slowly: as if he wanted to make sure you were following. “Then I started to notice more and more about you… y’hair… your clothes.. how they fit.”
“Made me curious..” he huffed, inching closer to your heat. “…what you’ve been hiding under all those pretty outfits..” he admitted with a sly smile. He loves the way your face heated up, got red.
“R-Robert…!” You bashfully scold while looking away, leaning your head back as he finally dove back into your pussy. “Ohfuck-“
Between the way he was gripping your thighs and the reality of this situation dawning on you, you felt yourself growing more and more relaxed: more open to it. Open to him—for him. His tongue was working fuckin’ wonders, you knew that for sure. He paid close attention to how your body reacted, the way your hips twitched more when he licked one way compared to the other. It got to the point where he figured you out so good, you could’ve sworn you were gonna cum soon if he didn’t stop.
Your slick slowly but surely coated his mouth and chin. He clearly didn’t mind though—you could tell by the way he was grunting into your pussy. Your back arching, your thighs encased his head tighter and tighter as you felt your lower half flutter: it was purely instinct, you hadn’t even meant to do it, honestly. You caught you body’s reaction, but before you could release the slight, addicting pressure you felt his hands suddenly grip tighter on your skin, holding your thighs right where they were.
You then caught the faint whimper-like sound he let out against you. Had he liked it? Was being squeezed between your thighs something he enjoyed? You felt stupid for it now, but you hadn’t expected him to be that type of guy. The more you thought about it though? The more fitting it seemed.
You went to peak down at him, gathering your strength between moans of his name and whimpers to look down at him. To your surprise, he was already looking up at you, and he had been the whole time. The shock of it was enough to pull a moan from deep within your chest. His tongue was dancing around your clit skillfully, sucking lightly in the most perfect way imaginable. God damn, this man could eat.
The look he gave you told you everything you needed to know. It was a look that said ‘don’t move’, that paired with the gently circles he rubbed on both thighs with his thumb confirmed your previous question: he did like it.
You didn’t know what came over you, honestly. It was a mix of things that led up to it… the way those pretty eyes looked up at you, brows furrowed upwards as he began to whimper quietly into your core. The way you noticed his hips shift slightly.
You bit your lip, head falling back as a small chuckle—purely from pleasure—left you, mixed with a whine. You took it one step further, tightening your legs around him even more before releasing the pressure. A part of you did that just so it wasn’t too much, but the other part just wanted to tease him.
To Robert though, it was cruel—you letting go like that. Had you not noticed how much more desperate your actions had made him..? Not that you could see, but it made him so painfully hard in the confines of his jeans that he was practically grinding against nothing. He let out a disappointed sound as you released the pressure: though, it was more like a whine. Muffled against your pussy, he spoke. “C’mon sweetheart, don’t be shy.”
You looked back down at him, clenching around nothing at both his tone and his words. Gosh, this was all so overwhelming in the most delightful way… you had been dreaming of this for weeks—months even.
“Mmh..Robbie..-“ you moaned, cheekily using the nickname. He sped up his antics, tongue flicking over you repeatedly at a speed your brain could barely keep up with at this point. You were so, so fucking close… just a little more…-
“I-I’m..! Ahah fuck..!” “Mmph!” Your moans mixed together as your orgasm crashed over you sooner than you expected, the slick sounds of slurping continuing as Robert rode you through your high. The way your thigh squeezed him tighter and tighter as you came was pulling all sorts of low sounds from him—holding you there so that this time, you couldn’t pull away.
Your hips trembled, thighs shaking as he kept eating you out at the same pace he had been. The overwhelming feeling made whimpers fall from you without any breaks, whining—damn near crying as overstimulation coursed through your body.
“I can’t..-s’too much..!!” You cry, trying to turn your hips away from him as if you weren’t willingly keeping his head there by squeezing him between your strong thighs. A voice kept repeating itself in the back of your mind.. just a lil’ more.. with every pass of his tongue. Robert didn’t mind at all, he could tap out: he just simply didn’t want to. He loved the pressure, the smothering feeling of being held against your wet pussy. It was a feeling he had dreamt of ever since you started working at SDN.
After a few moments more of pleasurable torture, your thighs relaxed dramatically as you pulled yourself away, shuddering and giggling through moans. Your head fell back, knees pressing together and drawing closer to your chest. “Hahh.. fuck-“ you say as you try to gather yourself. You’re still twitching every now and then, but for the most part your body began to relax.
You don’t see the way Robert smirks as he wipes your slick away with the back of his hand. He slowly rises, grabbing your calves and spreading them apart as he loomed over you. Opening your eyes, you now watched as he leans down to kiss you, forearm bracing the couch next to your head. He kissed you with a sort of passion: the same passion he had when eating you out just moments earlier.
His free hand found your jaw, holding it gently as he kissed you nice and slow. You hummed into it, leaning closer to him and wrapping your arms around his neck. The kiss was long, grounding. The taste of your juices on his tongue, mixed with his own flavor. Your hands slid down his chest as you both had to pull back for air—your eyes immediately drifting to the erection in his pants. You smiled up at him, Robert returning the gesture.
“We don’t have to do anything else… y’did so good for me already.” He reassures, caressing your cheek sweetly. To his surprise you shook your head, fingers already undoing his belt with patient precision. You looked up at him through your lashes, a sincere smile on your face. “I can take it,” you begin. “Want it..”
“ yeah? “ he asked, the hand that was caressing your cheek moving down to your chest, squeezing you through the simple yet flattering bra you wore. You bit your lip, leaning into his touch as you unzipped his jeans and gently cupped him through his boxers. He groaned, pressing his forehead into the crook of your neck. “Hmm.. I want you too.” He smiled, bucking into your palm. He was so, so hard… you could practically feel him throbbing through the soft fabric that covered him.
His fingers gripped the couch as you squeezed his shaft, finding his lip between his teeth. He continued to writhe on top of you as the small amounts of pleasure began to build up. His brows furrowed, hand suddenly gripping your wrist as he moved to pull everything down. “Can’t get carried away, not yet.” He teased. “Gotta be inside you first.”
With that, you slid around slightly so you could lay down, head resting comfortably on the arm of the couch as you watched him move with you, pulling his pretty cock out finally. You watched as he pumped his fist slowly around himself, trying to ease some of the pressure that had built up over all this time. You whimpered at the sight, a bear of pre smearing on his finger as he leaded down to kiss you. “…Y’ready?” He asked kindly, patient for you. Nodding, your hands find themselves on his shoulders as he positioned his warm tip against your core, rubbing it against your clit slowly.
You both looked down to watch—to watch him tease you with his cock, watch him sink into your pretty pussy. You gasped at the slight stretch, the strain natural as you actually hadn’t gotten laid in a decent amount of time… you hadn’t even had much time to masturbate recently, too tired to use anything but your fingers when you actually did.
Robert’s eyes were glued to your lower half as he steadily bottomed out. He let out a sound that made you flutter around him once his hips met yours…
“Robert..—“ you whimper, wanting him to move already despite not exactly being fully adjusted quite yet. One of your hands roams his chest while the other found itself resting comfortably in his hair, pulling him closer as he pressed grounding kisses to your lips. “Shh, shh… I know baby..” he soothed, voice slightly strained. He wanted to move too, he wanted nothing more than to slam into your cunt like he had literally dreamed of three nights prior to this one. He knew, though: that he needed to have control. He needed to be patient, gentle—at least for now.
One thing he did do though was unhurriedly grind his hips against you—not pulling out at all, no. Not in the slightest. He just moved against your skin as if he was trying to make sure he reached the deepest part of you, and he did.
“Y’so deep..!” You gasped, feeling as the tip of his cock kissed a spot you honestly forgot you even had. It had been so long since you felt this sort of attention, this sort of admiration and fire. “Mhm, yeah, I know, pretty.” He chuckled. “Y’feel it? Hm?”
All you could do was nod, pouting up at him as your body screamed for more. “What’s that look for, gorgeous?” He smirked. Now who’s the one asking dumb questions..? “Please… please move—need more..”
Robert didn’t even reply, he just pressed one last kiss to your lips before peeling his hips back slowly, almost all the way out, before ramming into your cunt to the same depth he had reached prior. “Ff-fuck!” You yelp, nails digging into his skin as his facial expression matches yours. One of his hands rested on the underside of your knee, holding you open as he watched your stomach fold. You hadn’t noticed where he was looking, but you did notice the way he twitched inside you as he set a moderate pace.
“Damn..” he grunted out, watching his cock slide in and out of you so easily—the sound of squelching and skin hitting skin like music to his ears. His other hand greedily found itself at the cup of your bra, fingers curling under the fabric as he yanked it down, giving him a view of your bare breast. He then cupped it, gently—at first. He leaned down to your neck and pressed hot kisses against your skin as he rolled your nipple between his thumb and pointer finger, taking breaks to envelop the mound entirely (to the best of his ability) and kneed the flesh there.
Robert was already beginning to become a whimpery mess—but that didn’t stop him from slamming his hips into you harder and faster. He pulled back from your neck, marveling at the marks he left as he listened to your whorish sounds.
“God…! Mmh, your cock feels so good… you feel so good..” you whine, clenching around his length. His hands slid to your hips, holding you in place as he rammed into you even faster—and he laughed. He honest to god laughed: not at you, not at anything in particular other than the pleasure he was feeling. You made him feel good late at night when he felt particularly lonely, sleeping and dreaming of your plush form bouncing on top of him or rocking your hips back into his as he took you from the back. The real thing, though? So much fucking better.
And you swear to god it’s the most attractive thing you’ve ever heard.
“Ahah- fuck! Fuckfuckfuck-“ He moaned out, sitting up straight so he could get a good view of your hole swallowing his dick perfectly. “Goddamn..” he grunted, a smirk on his face that he just couldn’t shake. He was absolutely ravishing you at this point, and hadn’t even noticed fully. Your eyes were rolled shut, mouth open as moans left you one after another—you felt bad for your neighbors, but you know the one to your right would tell you congrats when she saw you getting your mail the next day. She was cool like that.
You whined out swears as you gushed around him, not having the strength to speak and warn him. “Ooh, there you go..” he soothed, thumb beginning to rub steady circles over your clit. “Such a good girl—“ his praise was cut off my a moan of his own.
Your hands gripped the couch, back arching as you focused on how deep he reached with each thrust. The speed he was going was insane, more than you had previously imagined he’d go at. You finally looked at him, his pretty eyes raking over your body as he kept his bottom lip tucked into his teeth. He was humming out the sexiest sounds you had ever heard coming from a man as he just watched you. To him, you looked like a fucking angel. Nothing could peel his attention away from you right now.
Not even the banging seemingly coming from the neighbors below.
NAUGHTY OR NICE — waterboy x reader
word count: 1.2k contains: lots of pet names, bee's best attempt at writing dialogue for a character with a stutter/vocal quirk roleplay, praise kink, herman is a good boy, unprotected penetration, no pronouns or y/n used, afab reader, top!reader vs bottom!waterboy, dom!reader vs sub!waterboy, crybaby!waterboy, reference to jewish herman (bubbe = grandma in yiddish), hyperspermia!waterboy, creampie, aftercare happens but isn’t featured summary: a joke gift leads to a steamy christmas surprise for your boyfriend, herman <3 a/n: still on hiatus!! but i want to introduce the newest blorbo to my collection of blorbos: waterboy from dispatch! i’m still gonna write for the hanks, waterboy is merely an additional character you can request. s/o to @patheticwhitemenlover for hosting wetmas, enjoy day 12!
𝐓𝐰𝐨 𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐥𝐲 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭
𝐒𝐲𝐧𝐨𝐩𝐬𝐢𝐬: After Phenomaman's recent breakup, he's been visiting the dispatcher opposite to his team.
𝐂𝐖: Monster fucking (?), Size difference, foreplay(?), no beta-read we die like degenerates, tentadick, squirting, slight mentions of pee (it's not), fem reader, OOC (possibly), dirty talk.
𝐀.𝐍- "I haven't written in years so please understand that I'm rusty"
𝐌𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬: @bbyg4rlhelps ty for the header!
𝐀 𝐪𝐮𝐢𝐞𝐭 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐜𝐤 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐛𝐞 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐝 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐰𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐨𝐰 𝐢𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐚𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭 − You shot up (albeit) groggily before looking for sound of the knock, squinting your tired eyes before seeing the bold blue of the suit.
Feiticeira.⋆♱⃓
Minors DNI!
pairing(s): metalhead!waterboy x nb!reader
warnings: 18+, smut, pegging (can be read as m! also), handjobs, so much water and bodily fluid, sub!waterboy (naturally)
synopsis: waterboy got a new guitar solo for a song your band was working on, and seeing him be so confident during practice drove you wiiiild
wc: 641
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Herman absolutely lost himself beneath you. Flush red cheeks buried into the pillows while his half-finished pleas fell on deaf ears.
“Hh- ah- more- hard- harder,” the incessant begging causing your hips to stutter in need. Your boyfriend sounded so beautiful begging for your strap, the hard rock music from the stereo swimming together with the sound of your pelvis flush against his ass as you pounded into him. With each thrust, a small splash of water bounced off him, landing into the puddle forming underneath your bodies; a mix of sweat, water, and cum.
Band practice earlier that day left you riled up, your vocalist having scolded you for fucking up a good 2 or 5 times. You just couldn’t help it, Herm’s confidence was out of control today. Your fingers stumbled over the strings as your eyes drew to him, the solo he had for the new song you guys were practicing seemed to have just taken over his being in the moment. It was possibly the hottest thing you had ever seen - water dripping from his hair as he jerked around, fingers precise on the strings and hitting every single note beautifully, and the bashful smile after he was finished like he didn’t just charm the entire room.
“Do- Did I do good?”
Fast forward to now.
“You’re doing soo so good for me,” your voice soothed as hips continued to snap forward into his ass, “drove me fucking crazy today, y’know.”
The blush creeping up his cheeks couldn’t get any redder than it had been, not being able to find his words anymore, “W-wan- I- mmm- yes- ahh!” He melted into you, making small movements to rear himself back to try and match your pace. Sweet thing.
Slinking your hands around his wet torso and sliding down to his erect member - throbbing and greedy for release - you wished to pull every sound imaginable from him. His slender thighs quaked against yours, threatening to collapse under the bout of stimulation. He was on his - what, third orgasm after all? You had him absolutely spent.
Your chest now flush with his backside, pumping him along with the rhythm of your thrusts, both of you came close to release. “G’nna act so tough for everyone else? Show me how you fall apart baby,” you licked a stripe up his back, a salty mix of sweat and water. That was the last straw, the overstimulation becoming too much for him to bear any longer. You knew his body too well; ragged breaths, stuttering hips, wandering hands, water cascading like you might as well have been in a rainstorm. So close.
Burying yourself as deep as you could, your thrusts came to a halt while your hand doubled the speed on his cock. Not a second later, ropes of cum shot out, the warmth coating your hand and dripping onto the skewed towels laid underneath him. Slowly pulling out, Herman collapsed fully into the bed, you with him a second after wiping off the watery excess on your hand.
Turning to face each other with matching smiles, the music still blared across the room, hardly sounding audible when you were so lost in his glittering eyes. You hooked your leg around the back of his knee, pulling him close so that he could rest his head on your chest.
“Wow- wow,” he shuddered, still coming down from the insane back to back orgasms, slinking a lanky arm around your midsection “I’ll- I need to do that more often- the solo thing wit-with the guitar”
Your hand stroking the back of his head and coming to rest lovingly on the side of his cheek you brought his eyes to yours once more, pressing a soft kiss to the tip of his nose, “I mayyyy be biased, but can I say I strongly agree?”
Hi I saw your doing Dispatch request so can I request smut for robert with fem reader whose a wolf hybrid and a former villain and part of the z-team,and during the day she goes in heat and robert helps her out.
PAIRING: Robert x Wolf Hybrid Female Reader
SUMMARY: You are part of the z-team as a former villain but it seems that you started your heat earlier than expected but do not worry, Robert is there to help
TAGS: Heat cycles, Fingering, I know Robert praises, Semi Public, Nickname 'Wolfie' :')
A/N: I JUST KNOW ROBERT PRAISES THE HELL OUT OF US
"Great work out there team but Name I would need to talk to you for a second" Robert spoke through the communicator
"Ooo someone's in trouble~" Flambae laughed along side with Prism causing Robert to roll his eyes
"No one is in trouble" Robert spoke as he disconnected the line as he clocked out to go look for you
He finally found you in the locker room as you hurried to pack everything in your locker until Robert call out your name causing you to curse under your breath
"Do you have a moment?" He asked
You slammed your locked door shut, turning your whole body towards him "Sure.." You muttered
"Well I just wanted to see if you're okay, you seem very out of it and you're usually the concentrated one of the group, What's up?"
Robert seems quite worried, your ears pinned back on the top of your head as you looked away not trying to make eye contact "I'm fine"
"You don't seem and sound fine" Robert raised an eyebrow, now crossing his arms across his chest "Tell me what's going on"
You let out a huff "I started my heat alright" You confessed causing Robert to stay silent
Awkward silence....
"Rrrright.. so that's why your behaviour has suddenly changed" Robert asked "Yeah.."
"Want me to help you?" ....
"What?! You..." You stumbled across your words as Robert chuckled "It's okay if you don't want my help but I'm just seeing if you want help with your heat, it must be hard trying to handle it"
You felt embarrassed, rubbing your arm as you tried to form words but only nodded causing Robert to smile "Good.."
.....
"F—Fuck! Robert—" You let out a whimper, your head smacking against the locker behind you
Robert's fingers plunging in and out of you as your legs started to shake "That's it Wolfie, Take it" Robert teased
His fingers hitting spots you didn't know were there, you tried your very hardest to quiet your sounds down, I mean you guys are fucking in the locker room, anyone could walk in and see both of you
"Nngh.. pleasepleaseplease.. I need—" You whined, gripping Robert's wrist in pure instinct, Robert smirked "Please what? What do you need?"
"Please I'm so close—!" You moaned, Roberts free hand quickly covering your mouth "Shh— Be a good girl and try to stay quiet for me, Maybe then I could let you cum on my fingers
"Mhmhmh—" You muffled out hums and you nodded, your pleading muffled behind his hand as he continued to finger you
His finger gently curling causing your whole body to shiver and tremble beneath his touch "Good girl, doing so well for me.. Don't cum unless I say so"
You gave a quick nod, your legs about to give out
Robert watched your reactions until he said the word "Cum" He gave the command, his thumb rubbing your clit causing you to send over the edge
"Fphuckk—" You muffled out a cursed, your eyes rolling back as you finally released, Robert praising you for doing so well as you tried to catch your breath
You were about to fall on the ground until Robert caught you "I've gotcha, here let's get you cleaned up and re-dress you, how does that sound?"
"MhM' Your voice cracked a little as you felt like your energy was sucked out of your body, too tired to speak
-A<3
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sonar x goth!stripper!reader... (My rare fluff thought!)
Sonar and Mal at the mall and suddenly Sonar catches a scent that throws him into en erotic flashback of last night's trip to the goth club down the street from SDN.
Tight leather and latex against his crotch and hands, playful teasing and special treatment from his favorite dancer. The smell. It's them. Sonar's head is whipping around until he spots them, with a guy?
"Oh Jesus, you're fucking gross! no wonder women avoid you like the plague—i dont even know why i hangout with you." You're voice is loud and playful, and it clicks, best friend like Mal is to him! He shouldn't be jealous...wait...your not his anyways why is he-
"Dude. Stop staring at her i know she's your weird obsession but dont make it obvious!" Malevola's voice is hushed as she jabs his side, Sonar shoves Mal back before making a bold decision. "I'm gonna go ask her out." Before Mal can stop him he's making broad strides across the little shop.
"Heeey..hey there..u-uh-" Sonar's voice cracks as he stands in a cripplingly awkward manner while you stare at him with big shiney eyes—finding sheer entertainment out of your most precious customer at the club.
The cackle like laugh that leaves you soothes Sonar's nerves knowing it's the dame unhinged laughing you use with him in other...settings. "Hi, Vic...Nice seeing you here, you with someone?" You question to see if you can hangout with him in a subtle manner.
He doesn't pick up the cue.
"Oh yeah! Mal's here with me...I saw you and thought i should say..uh...hi...yeah."
"Would you like to hangout? With Mal obviously...i wouldn't want to yknow have her third wheel or leave-" Your voice is laced with disappointment and suddenly it clicks to Sonar that you're making a first move.
"O-oh! oh i think-i think Mal has someplace to be soon let-let me go check um hold on just a sec." Sonar's aggressive nervous stuttering and fumbling makes your stomach burn knowing he's nothing like this when he enters your work place during the evenings.
imagine herm getting merch of your superhero persona but it’s not as wholesome as one might think (ft. mention of g/n reader, sex toys, solo masturbation, pre-relationship establishment, switch!wb being his pervy self)
herm has always been your biggest supporter, regardless if you’re a hero veteran or a newcomer. you support him just as much as he supports you, but he has a dirty secret
this wet noodle has merch of you
sure, he has merch of other heroes he’s friends with or has otherwise worked with like blonde blazer, phenomaman, mechaman, etc. but some of the merch he has of you is used for less than innocent reasons
the day you finally got your own plush and prior to you two getting together, herm bought two: one to display with his (he’s a sap /lh) and one to fashion into a fleshlight for him to use whenever he wants to mimic the feel of your tight, warm hole around his achy cock
herm wishes you had taken that sex toy supplier up on that opportunity to have a custom mold made of your sex, that’s how a lot of heroes made a bulk of their cash from merch sales (esp alien or otherwise non-humanoid heroes with their colorful assortment of genitalia)
yet, he does the best of what he has to make the hole he cut into the pelvis of your plushie feel like the one that drives him mad every single time he gets a taste and beyond! there’s a certain level of joy and arousal to pretending that he’s fucking you for real with the sex doll, murmuring filthy ministrations between pathetic whimpers and moans
his poor cock is too big for him to fully sheathe himself inside the plushie, but that just adds another layer to the fantasy. he imagines you whining and crying about how he’s too big, how he’s too thick, how he’s too much. all he wants is to reduce you to a sniffling mess so he could cherish and cradle you to his heart’s content
day in and day out, herm fucks that plushie of you like a priest attends mass. he praises your name like you’re his god, begging you for forgiveness and salvation for his sins—the sin of his obsession with your messy hole—like the benevolent deity he worships you as
he shoots hot seed from his weeping tip like a blockage of water in a garden hose finally breaking through, staining the plushie in his sticky and viscous cum, as he cries out your name in broken syllables
don’t worry, though… he makes sure to clean you up real good, just how a loving boyfriend would perform such aftercare for his amazing partner
