#gunplay

[magnificentmicrowave]

*revolver click* AOOOOUUGGHH

[anon4866]

[subspaceskater]

gunplay

ummm more vecrod. i like. them. (they are dolls its fine)

[dykeanthropedog]

Ugh. Yeah, I guess you can suck on the barrel of my Mossberg 500 while you hump my boot-- Ugh, no. Babygirl, its FINE. No, I'm not mad, I just-- I thought you said you wanted to try GunPLA and I was excited to build a gay robot, but I promise I'm having a good time.

[milleniumpire]

Ben flirting with Firecracker in the new TB episode by showing off his gun made me think about the nasty gun kink he would definitely have 🫣🫣🫣 It’s canon…Like tell me he wouldn’t fuck you with it, and tease you about how “big” and “thick” it is, as if he’s talking about his damn cock 😭 I’m sweaty and dripping

♱ ... soldier boy ... ♱ 18+ MDNI cw: gunplay, use of 'dad'

How big and thick it is... jesus christ. He has you in position to 69, his cock right in your face while your thighs straddle over him, giving him a perfect view of your pussy.

"Suck my cock good enough and maybe I'll fuck you with it. Gotta prove you really want it, though."

Your lips closed around the head, gently suckling the swollen tip. You took more in little by little, licking and humming along his shaft.

"There you go, sweetheart. Gonna give your pussy a little treat while she waits for you to prove yourself."

You felt the cool barrel of the gun against your folds, shivering and reflexively pulling away at the intimate sensation. He noticed you eyeing the way he was cleaning it earlier, and when you hadn't flinched at his crude comment about cleaning it in something else he knew it was game over. That was this morning, and apparently he thought you liked it enough to give you another taste. He nudged the tip in, and you winced as the sharp edge caught on entry.

"Don't act all shy now, doll. Know you wanna get all stretched out around the grown-up toy. Feel how thick it is while you get all in your head about what you 'should' like. Wouldn't be havin' any thoughts at all if you let me shove it in your ass."

You whimpered around his cock, trying to stay focused on your task to save yourself from him deciding to go off-script. You hollowed your cheeks, letting the foamy mix of spit and his precum drip back down to his base. Ben kept easing the barrel in, the thick unforgiving metal mercilessly stretching you out.

"Look at that. Knew you didn't need my fingers first. You're a big girl now, huh? I've broke you in enough?"

Your hands gripped his thighs when he punctuated his statement by fully seating the weapon, the trigger guard mashed against your needy slit. You moaned, experimentally clenching around it. You kept getting wetter, and the realization of how much you like this made your cheeks burn.

"So fuckin' easy," he said, voice low and strong with appreciation.

He started rocking it, the tip feeling impossibly deep in your guts.

"Brain's too damn empty to even think to ask if it's unloaded, huh sweetheart?"

Your blood felt like it froze in your veins, and you couldn't move even if you wanted to. Every hair on your body seemed to stand up straight, the skin pebbling and breaking out in a cold sweat.

"But that's what dads are for, right honey? Make sure their little girls don't get horny enough to stick a loaded gun right up their cunny?"

You whined, first wondering how you got stuck with someone mean enough to even put that thought in your head and then how the fuck you didn't think to check.

He kept gently pushing it up in your cunt, uncharacteristically slow and thoughtful. It felt way better than a gun had any fucking right to.

"That feel good, doll? Can see the way your hips are getting all needy for more."

You hummed around him, taking him extra deep in affirmation. He was hitting the back of your throat in earnest, the pressure and warmth a nice juxtaposition to the cold and unforgiving thing he had nudging against that spot you have deep inside.

Ben slipped it out a couple inches, rotating it once the handle had clearance to pass your thigh. You were too focused on taking him deep to pay it much mind, but your body felt like it caught on fire when his thumb found your clit.

"Fuck, you're not gonna last long, huh doll? So fucking desperate to cum on my glock," Ben rumbled, snorting to himself at his pun.

A moan fell from your mouth, the friction too good for you to do anything about his awful fucking joke. He started fucking the gun into you quick enough to hear the wet suction of the barrel against your walls. Your nails scrabbled against his thighs, desperate to ground yourself for the wave of pleasure you can feel coiling in your belly. The sounds dribbling out of your mouth and onto his cock were obscene, but you were too far gone to care

"Should record how you sound right now and make you listen next time you try to tell me you don't like this. Sound like a proper fuckin' slut the way you're cryin' around my big fat gun."

His words pushed you over the edge, and pleasure crashed through your body while he fucked and rubbed you through it. He slowed down with your orgasm, slipping his gun out of you when you collapsed on him like deadweight, only lazily licking and fisting at his cock.

"Good fuckin' girl. Take anything I give you like a champ."

[tauruspt]

Fuck yea - there is a heaven....

[effyslittleworld]

date idea: i go nonverbal for 3hrs and he tells me about his gun collection.

bullseye x fem!reader

the date, if it can even be called that was going pretty good. the two of you were in Dex's bed, his cramped apartment neat to the precise corner of the hinges that held his door together. he sat at the edge as you laid on your stomach, staring at him occasionally as he explained his guns to you.

"Ya see this?" he held the gun like two puzzle pieces meeting together in perfect sync, "It's a 380, auto caliber," he added, running a thumb over the barrels of the gun, almost in a reverent way. you noticed the way he touched the guns, it was almost the same way he touched you. maybe it said a lot about you, a quick and responsible thing who could kill anyone if he wanted you to. but you were not that thing, that's exactly why Dex loved you.

"This is a Hellcat," Dex continued on and on about his guns for what seemed like hours. the sun dimmed outside and the cold walls of the apartment embraced the two of them together.

"C'mere," he said with a small smirk, holding a gun in his hand, you frowned at him in a confused manner and he tapped your arm, signalling you to get up. you pushed yourself to sit up straight in his bed and get closer to him. "Hold it here," he wrapped his arm around your shoulder, another hand fixing the way your hand wrapped around the pistol, "Thumb out the trigger, put it here," his hot breath fanned your neck, "This is a 365, Sauer," his hand went to your lower back, fixing your posture, "Relax your shoulder and tighten your arms." and you did as he said, "Good.. Good. Now shoot."

you turned your head to look at him after he said that. the two of you were just in his apartment, there were personal belongings everywhere and not to mention, the walls were thin and his neighbours were.. nice people. "Don't look at me like that, darlin," a cocky smirk was plastered to his handsome face, brown hair perfectly tousled, "You are not a deer in the headlights, you're the stag. You're smart enough to know that." he whispered, hand resting on your waist now. "Hit that pan. Let me see if you're as good as me."

a deep sigh left your lips as you closed one of your eyes for better aim. the first shot missed by a lot, it barely went into the same direction. the second shot went near the pan, and the third only grazed it. you felt Dex's hand come to yours, moving it a little to position it elsewhere, "Shoot."

bullseye.

the shot went right through the pan. Dex smiled to himself, his charming crooked smile that took your heart. his hand took the gun from yours, trailing it up your arm and then your shoulder. the cold metal of the gun with the warm barrel of the fresh shot made you more nervous than you had ever been with him. you knew he would not hit you, but he was more than capable of doing it without a single thought.

"Take off your clothes."

[zeroducks-2]

just a quick sketch of spare time activities Dickie gets into 💙🖤