#fighting kink

[justaloserfag]

I am that sick little freak that will grin after you beat the shit out of me

[running-from-my-future]

roughousing that turns into messy sex.

you agree.

[xaviers-a-freak]

I hadn't considered fighting (gone sexual) but now I need it to happen to me

I can make that happen ;)

But genuinely, it doesn't even have to go sexual, there's just something so cathartic about trading blows and beating the shit out of each other for no real reason.

It's also gender affirming 😁👍

"c'mon fight me, man, put your fists up. There we go, atta boy. Knew you had it in you. Alright be a big strong man and break my knuckles, okay?"

Something about getting my nose broke and letting the blood drip down my lip while we kiss 😵‍💫😵‍💫

But also just wearing each other out, until you're on your last legs, then toppling over in a tangle of bruised and bloodied limbs while you slowly rut together.

[tropicalvortex]

Why does seeing a man all angry and agitated make me want to beat his face until it's a mess of blood and saliva? I get sick just thinking about him spitting blood in my face, provoking me to attack him even more and retaliate in kind until we're breathless and collapse exhausted on top of each other

[slutty-claws]

You slam me against the wall, hard enough to remind me who’s stronger. The brick is cold against my back.

You pull a knife from your pocket, trace the edge along my neck. It’s not the blade that gets to me. It’s the steadiness of your hand. You’ve done this before. You want to see the fear in my eyes, you want me to flinch. Your grin isn’t just arrogance it’s a test. You want to see what I’ll do when the balance tips.

But I don’t give you that. I look straight at you. And that’s when it happens. The kiss. Sudden. Ravenous. I didn’t want this. Did I?

When you pull back, the blade still grazing my skin, I’m speechless. That’s what you wanted after all, isn’t it? My cheeks burn. “What the fuck,” I whisper.

But I don’t back down. I lean in. The blade nicks me. I don’t care. All I can think about is your mouth. How hot, how hard it felt against mine. How this, somehow, became the most natural continuation of a fight. And we’re nowhere near finished.

[thefallenangel2008]

I'm pretty sure Wade and Logan have some sort of a fighting kink. I hc that when they're frustrated they take it out on eachother. Sometimes things escalate from fighting to hate fucking. It might not be the healthiest coping mechanism for when you're angry, beating the leaving shit out of someone, but it comforts them the fact that they both have quick regeneration and that the other enjoys it (one of them a little too much, iykyk)

[justaloserfag]

getting into a fight with my big brother when he starts strangling me

going through shock and fear before accepting my fate as I see the rage in his eyes

I start to pass out before he releases me, cradling me and caressing my face as he kisses my forehead

bruises already forming on my throat as he takes care of me

because even if I piss him off, I'm still his responsibility

[doubledickedup]

I neeeed a fist fight so bad I need to press on day old bruises I need to resplit my lip from smiling I need to gasp and flinch when I get headbutt I need to moan when I finally get pinned and feel every hit I need to leave bloody hickies from a busted nose I need to frot against someone's thigh when they bite my lips I need claw marks down my back and on my thighs I need it to still sound like a fight from the noises we're making I need to brawl again mid rut