Could you write a smut with either a Macaque x reader or a Sun Wukong x Reader (kinda just one of them I’d like to maybe see how they both would play with reader like this but that’s a lot to ask!) he’s praising her telling her how good she’s being or how good she’s taking him, while they play with light bondage (like her hands being tide up or her being blindfolded or both lol)
Soulmate Au – Tricked
Glamours are easy for Wukong to make, but will it be the right decision to get into his soulmate's bed with?
TW: Dub-Con
He had been grouchy all day, ever since the incident with you last night. His clones had stopped you from finding another person to get money from. Fuck! He had made a total fool of himself for sure. His teeth dug into his lip.
"You should have know that she would reject you," Macaque spoke up, striding into the room calmly, at least he looked calm.
"Oh shut up, she didn’t have to! If she wanted money and a fuck so bad why not just come to us!" Wukong sneered as he stared at the ground. They could pleasure you better than some mortal or other lowly demon.
Macaque rolled his eyes and kissed his husband on the cheek, "We'll talk later, for now I'm off to see PIF. We wanted to talk about some unruly men who are starting to step out of line. Don't do something stupid to piss off Reader," Macaque's eyes gleamed dangerously as he turned to the door.
"Oh please, you're just afraid that I could get her in bed before you," Wukong snipped back with a smirk.
Macaque stopped and turned, raising an eyebrow. "The only way you could get her in bed after that last stunt is by shapeshifting, and I doubt you could stay shifted once your get," Macaque leaned close to him and trailed a finger across his jaw. "Excited."
"Is that a challenge?" Wukong growled, narrowing his eyes as his lips curved into a smirk. Macaque grinned back, "I guess it is. You can tell me all about your failed attempt AFTER I get back."
Wukong clicked his teeth, "What if I win?"
Macaque shrugged calmly, "Then I suppose you'll have to think of a reward."
Wukong stared after his husband in almost disbelief, his tail started thumping against the bed. He could totally get you in bed! He could show Macaque and prove him wrong.
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The club lights were almost blinding as usual as you sat at the bar. After over two hours no one had approached you and you had even seen a few people turn the other way when you had tried to talk to them. Not a single person here was giving you the time of day. Your fist tightened around your glass, this was all because Wukong just had to get involved with your life and scare off everyone the day that he confronted you about sleeping around.
You weren’t even in a relationship with him or Macaque, you were a single woman who needed to take care of her mother’s medical bills and her newly acquired younger sister. But of course the mafia lords didn’t care about that at all, you gritted your teeth at the thought as someone sat down next to you.
Your eyes shifted to the side to see a monkey demon, clad in simple blue jeans and a black hoodie, sit down next to you. Your eyes narrowed for a moment before realizing he wasn’t one of the two who had been pestering you for quite some time now. Might as well see if he’ll be a client, it’s not like it would hurt. The worst you would get is rejected for the dozenth time tonight.
“Well hello there darlin,” You grinned with a seductive smile, smirking when you noticed the way his eyes widened and his tail flicked.
“I-I heard that you were taking… clients?” He responded, a fluster across his face as he looked you up and down.
His hand clenched and unclenched, the feeling of the bond between you two almost completely invisible to even him. The stone that attached to his watch pulsed and when you gave him that sly, seductive smirk he knew you couldn’t feel the bond at all.
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Fuck! He didn't think this plan would actually work! Wukong was starting to sweat as your hands trailed down his chest. His tail which he had changed color and made slightly less fluffy and shorter thumped against the ground. Hell he had made himself look like a drastically different monkey demon, mostly because he wanted to see you look at him with eyes other than hate.
His fur was a deep crimson now, with a brown, oval face mask and brown eyes. Nothing like his real, much more handsome and powerful form. But he made the switch to using this form for a reason, your hand slid up his thigh and close to his clothed crotch.
"So, about payment," You whispered seductively in his ear, fuck! He could just take you against the wall if you let him.
"Y-yes! How much for the night?" He asked, forcing his voice to be smooth but loud enough to be heard over the blaring speakers.
"Five hundred, up front," you responded oh so fucking calmly. If you knew it was him, would you be talking the same way? Probably not.
He easily pulled out his wallet, five crisp hundreds were given to you. You took them and inspected them before slipping them into your bag. He was about to say something cool when you grabbed his tie and started pulling him to a secluded room.
Sharp fangs dug into his lip as he followed you like a lost puppy. Your dark red dress hugged your curves perfectly, it barely reached passed your ass and showed off your cleavage right to him. And he was about to have you all to himself, lick that bright red lipstick straight off of your face.
The door slammed shut behind him to show off a single room, a small room with a single bed and nothing else. This was in the bar?
"The boss let's us girls have rooms to service men or women, it's less expensive than getting a hotel," You told him before he could ask.
The thought of other men doing something like this to you, sent his blood boiling. Up until the thought was thrown out the window when you dropped to your knees and hooked your fingers in the waistband of his pants.
Your gorgeous eyes looked up at him as you pulled down to expose his cock to you. Your lips wrapped around it and he held his breath trying not to moan. His hand soon found your hair and gripped it, when licked his warm cock up to the tip.
“I-I see," He stumbled over his words as he stared at you, your hands all over him. Damn, he wanted you out of that dress~
A part of him didn’t like it, the part that registered the brown shade of his fur and the fact he knew you thought he was someone else. This was trickery, but… you never did ask what his name was. His throat hitched as you bobbed your head, focusing your gaze on his cock.
Fuck you were perfect on your knees just for him, he had to stop himself from grabbing your hair and making you choke on his cock. When your lips left his dick he felt nothing but lust for you as his precum dripped down your chin.
“Aren’t you messy?” You asked with a smirk.
Wukong gulped as you stood up, hands reaching around to your back only for him to stop you. No he didn’t want to just watch you strip, no he wanted to be the one to strip that dress off of your delicious body. “Let me,” He purred.
Shocked you allowed him to do just that, the fabric sliding down your body when he pulled down the zipper. He couldn’t resist grabbing you by the waist and pulling you straight onto the bed even as you let out a surprised yelp. You shuddered as his teeth grazed your neck and he began to suck on your neck and along your collarbone.
“My sweet, beautiful darling~ Aren’t you just perfect,” he purred making you nearly clench your thighs at his deep, seductive voice.
You couldn’t help biting your lip as he flipped the two of you over, when did he even remove his shirt!? Your face burned, you didn’t know why. Trying to steal yourself you spoke, “Eager, are we?” You asked with a smirk.
“More than anything, damn you look divine like this~” He responded with a seductive smirk.
He reaches down and kisses you with his claws in your hair, all the while making out with you and grinding against your heating core. Wukong wanted more, more, more.
“A sweet talker I see,” You responded with a smirk before wrapping your legs around his waist and pulled him in closer, his cock pressed against your bare core.
“I know a way to make this even more exciting,” He purred, causing you to arch a brow as he tugged on his fur, creating a rope.
You freeze, your eyes widen at the ability. There was no way, you pushed the thought away. If he was Wukong then you would have sensed it, you would know if it was your fucking soulmate.
“Bondage will cost more, double for the risk,” You respond with a fake giggle.
“Good thing I have more than double with me isn’t it,” His tail scooped up his wallet as he pulled out twice as much cash as the first time slipping it onto the nightstand before dropping the wallet. “You are worth far more than you charge~”
Rope slipped around your arms, tight enough to hold you there without hurting. Your hands rested against the headboard as he slid his hands down your body. You gasped as he gave you more open-mouthed kisses across your neck, biting down harder then he meant to when he entered you.
“Fuck you’re perfect. My perfect darling,” He groaned as he moved, listening closely to every gasp and moan that left your lips. At even the slightest sound of pain, he’d slow to let you adjust, his hands settling on your hips to stare at your face.
His teeth bit into his lip so hard it nearly bled, he had half a mind to shift back, to return to his normal form. To see your expression shift as quickly as he knew it would, to see the anger, the heat of your gaze on him. It was a terrible idea, one that would get him in so much trouble with you.
Instead, he leaned over you, his chest pressed to yours as he fucked you raw. You might get pregnant from this, he would love that. There wasn’t as single problem with that no, it would be perfect for him. To see you fucked hard, mated, heavy with child, HIS CHILD.
“You sound so beautiful.”
“Moan for me.”
“You look perfect like this~.”
He praised you, not caring what you thought of the words. They were nothing but the truth, he loved you so much. From your furious glare to the sweet look you would give to young children. Everything, he loved you, loved you, loved you, loved you, fuck he knew he was obsessed but he didn’t have the will or want to stop himself from trying to hold back.
Slamming his cock into you, he made you gasp in shock and moan in pleasure. He littered your chest with his fangs.
White painted your insides and your pussy as he thrust into you harder and firmer, holding himself there when he came. A low purr escaped his lips as he cuddled into your chest, not wanting to let you go.
You were a panting, sweating mess underneath him. Your eyes glossy as you laid there trying to catch your breath, oh you looked perfect like this. His gaze shifted to the ropes as he reached for them to undo them, he stopped halfway. Maybe he could leave them, maybe he could just cover your mouth… just long enough to get you home to the penthouse.
“Okay, that’s enough,” You muttered before yelping when you were flipped onto your arms, considering they were still tied together and on your knees. “What are you doing!?”
“Round two?” You were about to cuss him out for the audacity when he waved a second double payment in your face. You bit your tongue as you nodded, the monkey demon tossing the stack of cash onto the dresser next to the bed.
Slipping his cock back into your wet, dripping cunt he purred. You gasped at the sudden entrance, but you took it gracefully even as a scarf was pulled over your eyes. Damn this man was fucking cocky as hell. The scarf which was just thick enough to stop you from seeing the shift of fur color, the shift in his face too.
“You look so fucking good on your knees,” He purred, making sure to grind his cock against your ass as he fucked your pussy.
He let his lips bleed this time when he bit them, knowing that if by some small chance the scarf moved too much you’d see. Know that you’d figure out his deception, but at this point he couldn’t care less. He had you right where he wanted you, beneath him where you would spend many more nights if he had anything to say about it.
He could never force you to, he’d never do that but this trickery, this illusion was something he’d allow himself. He had no reason to other than his lust and his craving for your affection and your attention. Holding you up with one arm he groped your breast lightly with the other, pulling at your nipples and gently circling them with his fingers.
“My beautiful, darling, Rose~” The very word made you freeze up at his words as he kissed your neck and slammed into your ass to cum again.
Your knees gave out as he pulled out. He flipped you onto your back and covered his body in a glamour once again before poofing the ropes away. Your hands grabbed at the scarf so fast he thought you might dislocate your shoulder.
“What the hell did you just call me!?” You seethed furiously but was only met with a smiling face of the brown furred monkey demon.
He had that cocky smile, the same fucking one Wukong would make when he was proud of something. He was about to open his mouth when your palm slammed against his cheek and ripped the watch off of his wrist. The pull immediately slammed into your chest, the tiny rosebuds blooming across his chest and shoulders, proving who he was.
“What the fucking hell WUKONG?!” You shouted, damn near falling off the bed as you grabbed a blanket off the bed to cover your chest.
The monkey demon in question dropped his glamour with a pout as he held his cheek, rubbing it. He didn’t have time to say anything as you turned around still yelling at him.
“I fucking told you no you asshole! I should fucking charge you ten times the amount for this bullshit! I can’t believe you actually did this!” You seethed furiously as you looked for your dress which seemed to have vanished.
“Wait ten times the usual amount? Or ten times the doubled?” He dodged the shoe that you threw at him easily.
“All of it!” You screamed as you pulled on the dress and your heels.
Wukong noticed the pair of underwear on the ground close to him, using his tail he tossed it under the bed. As you continued to yell you grabbed your purse and the stack of cash, about to storm out when he took your wrist in his hand. “Wait, I can pay ten times if that’ll make it better?”
Wukong was actually starting to regret this decision. Seething in anger you whirled around and backhanded his face, hurting your hand more than him before storming out of the room all together. Wukong stood in the room alone, his ears and tail drooping… maybe he should have just handed you your underwear.
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“You fucking moron,” You seethed to yourself as you stormed down the sidewalk.
The first person to give you cash… the risky profession you chose wasn’t the best sure but at least it paid the bills. That is until your fucking soulmates had taken away your paycheck by scaring everyone off. Your bank account only had twenty bucks in it today… the payment he gave you was money though.
Taking a look in your bag, you looked at the two thousand dollars he’d given you. You were still furious about the entire thing… but he had made sure you had a good time. Most people would take their fill and then leave you, weather you climaxed, if you didn’t or hell even if you hurt during it they wouldn’t stop till they ‘got their money’s worth.’
With a grumble you pulled out your phone and opened your banking app. Was the bank open right-… what the fuck!?
Account Balance: $20,020.34
Your footing stopped. There was two notes attached to the 20,000-dollar deposit.
‘For our soulmate. We don’t want you needing for anything – Wukong and Macaque.’
‘Wukong is a dumbass, but if you need more just let us know – Macaque.’
You stood on the sidewalk for a long time just staring at the screen before turning off the phone. You… you could stay home with Bai He for months with this kind of cash, you could take care of your sister and pay for college and send money to your mother…
You felt your heart both swell with some sort of joy and anger at the thought of them thinking you needed to be bought… Soulmates weren’t to be trusted, fuck Wukong even proved that today, they deceive and they betray that is all they do. A chain holding you to someone who will inevitably hurt you in the end.
*Ding*
Glancing at your phone you read the text that they sent.
‘We’re going to the coffee shop this weekend. We’re bringing Mk, maybe him Mei and Bai He could have a playdate. You don’t have to talk to us, but the kids do like playing together.’ – Macaque
Mk, Wukong’s younger brother, the child he raised as a son. A shining young boy who had the brightest toothy smile. You didn’t want to let the little boy down, the little boy you met when he came running into Sandy’s café just a few days ago from a demon. Sandy had to scare the demon off, and you had to calm the young boy.
A lonely boy who didn’t have many friends besides the Demon Bull kids and… well Mei and Bai He who he got on with right off the bat. Letting out a sigh you closed the phone without responding and headed home. They would go weather you responded or not, you knew that.
