PAIRING: Johnny "Soap" MacTavish x Female! Reader, Simon "Ghost" Riley x Female! Reader, Johnny "Soap" Mac Tavish x Female! Reader x Simon "Ghost" Riley
SUMMARY: While having some downtime on a mission Soap proceeds to check his phone, seeing that he has some incoming video messages from his best friend, Simon, who's on a break from missions. Let's just say that Simon's been taking good care of Johnny's woman while he's been away.
RATING: Lemon [🟡] - (NSFW!)
WARNINGS / MENTION OFS: MINORS DO NOT INTERACT WITH (MDNI), Established Relationship Between Johnny And Reader, Non-Established Relationship Between Simon and Reader, Non-Established Relationship Between Johnny and Simon, Non-Established Relationship Between Johnny, Reader, And Simon (They All Consider Themselves In A Relationship With Each Other Eitherway), Downtime Mission! Johnny, Off Mission! Simon, Singular Masturbation, Partial Exhibitionism, Voyeurism, Lewd Media Content, Groping, Oral Sex - Receiving! Simon, / Giving! Reader, Top!/Dom-ish! Simon, Bottom! Reader, Unmentioned Switch! Johnny, Unprotected Sex, Unprotected P in V, Spanking, Hair Pulling, Unprotected Creampie - Giving! Simon / Receiving! Reader, Cum Fetish, Cum Digesting, etc.
WORD COUNT: 1,816 Words (Not Including Images)
TAGLIST: @masterofpuns
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He had almost forgotten about how boring downtime could be during these missions.
Being on unaccompanied missions didn’t happen as often these days since Johnny had been within the ranks of being a Sergeant within Task Force 141, but it still occasionally happened. Yeah, there were certain segments of being physically alone during missions, but he never was truly alone during those moments. Typically, Laswell or Price would either be on the other end of communications, and that someone else would be meeting up with him to initiate the next part of whatever plan was next.
Usually, it would be Simon.
Simon wasn’t here though.
Johnny hadn’t encountered anyone else within the safehouse that he was temporarily staying at, at least till morning, but nor was he informed if anyone else might be showing up as well. Not that he would necessarily go out of his way to be making a new friend, maybe just some small talk in order to pass the time till he fell asleep.
There wasn’t much to actually do within the safehouse itself, and right now it was far too risky to actually go out and spend a couple of hours occupying time with something. While there was a television it was something of an ancient piece of technology, which probably only showed local, over the air channels which would bore him almost immediately. The radio had been ransacked for parts and batteries quite some time ago, and the books were worn and torn, probably had sections of them missing as well. Even the break rooms back on base had much more for entertainment than this safehouse did, even if Johnny was only going to be staying for a couple of hours.
Bzz. Bzz.
Oh, that’s right.
There was his work phone within his back pocket.
Initially, Johnny had forgotten about the phone that typically lingered within his back pocket, seeing that it’s primary use was supposed to be for work purposes only. Yet, it seemed that whatever was on the device was going to be the sole entertainment opportunity for the night, and at this point he would take it. Waking up the phone doesn’t take much more than a press of a button and then a mere password, bringing him to the main interface. There’s that little thing that proceeds to catch his eye, that little, red circle on the right corner of the mail icon, the number one practically burning into his retinas.
Could it possibly be a message regarding the mission?
Could it possibly be a message about some special going on from some restaurant he had ordered from earlier in the day? (Don’t tell the higher ups about that, Johnny hates when they put their damned parental locks on the phone.)
To his surprise, or possibly not, it’s actually a text message from Simon.
Johnny eyebrows raise as he sees the prompts to download the videos, the man considering himself quite intrigued now. Simon was always a man of words in person rather than over text, but he definitely wasn’t a photogenic person, which is what causes curiosity to creep up within his mind. If Simon was sending him something over the phone, especially videos after Johnny mentioning his missus, then this must have been something good.
His finger couldn’t hit that download prompt much faster than it had.
‘Sendin’ this ta’ Johnny.’
Simon’s voice could be heard clearly once the video had begun being played, sending shivers coursing straight down Johnny’s spine. He had to adjust himself on that small, worn couch within the living room of the safehouse, already starting to unbuckle and unzip his pants. Johnny was well aware that he himself was quite easy to exhilarate, and knowing that Simon and (Y/N) both involved, he was definitely going to be in for a ride.
‘Hiya, baby!~ Miss ya’ so much!~’
Pausing the video for a moment to place a kiss upon the missus' beautiful face.
‘Hope you’re keeping yourself safe out there!~ Simon’s been keeping me company!~ Good company, of course!~’
There’s some teasing aspects to the first video, subtle but noticeable enough for Johnny, but it’s tame for the most part. It’s a cute outing between the two, essentially a date if it’s to be described as anything else, between Simon and (Y/N). (Y/N)’s wearing that endearing sundress that she had bought on the previous shopping trip, the one that’s extremely low cut from the top and high riding from the bottom, Johnny hasn’t had the pleasure of getting to see it in person yet. Throughout the video there’s times where whenever (Y/N) would bend over or purposely lift the bottom of her dress up slightly that Simon would zoom in, sometimes even catching a peek of some lacy, white panties. Other times it would be Simon pressing her up against a wall wherever they happened to be at, bringing a large hand to grope at one her breasts or having his hand trailing up her thigh and underneath her dress.
‘Be a good girl and flash those new piercings of yours to the camera, sweetheart. Show Johnny-boy what’s waiting for him once he gets back home.’
‘Yes, sir. Johnny, look at how cute my nipple piercings are~ Maybe we could look into getting my clit pierced next?~’
Johnny doesn’t want to end up finishing too quickly, that would ultimately ruin it for him, especially since he hasn’t even viewed the second video yet and he’s sure that there’s definitely going to be some delicious jerk-off material within it.
His grip around the shaft has tightened, causing a shiver of pleasure to course down his spine while his hips involuntarily buck up. “Ohh, fuck~” His stroking speed being leisurely, making sure to drag along the veins of his erect cock up to that burning, red tip where he would tease himself by brushing the buildup of precum across it, and using it as lube for the rest of his cock.
The second video was longer than the first video, but Johnny definitely didn’t mind. As a matter of fact, the longer the better. It gave Johnny the challenge to see how long he could last while watching his two favorite people in the world with each other. It made him more enthusiastic to get back home. Pressing the play button upon the screen he’s met with such a beautiful sight. A sight that he would never be able to get tired of, that would be able to get his cock hard and throbbing at any second of the day, no matter where he was or what he was doing. Those pretty eyes looking up into the camera through fluttering eyelashes, a gentle grip as the bottom of her dress is gripped within both hands, lips pursed and glistening from the saliva continuously coats them from bobbing her head.
(Y/N) looks absolutely gorgeous being on her knees while sucking Simon’s cock.
‘Johnny’s taught you quite well, hasn’t he, love? Using that pretty mouth of yours so well.’
‘Mmph!~ Johnny’s such a good- uhmm, mmph!~’
‘Didn’t give you permission to speak, love. Especially considering that I’ve got you busy with my cock in your mouth.’
Johnny’s thumb briefly brushes against the phone screen as he adjusts himself on the couch once again, causing the video to skip forward a couple of minutes. What he was seeing was an absolute tease, but also an absolute heaven. How such an obscene noise of skin slapping against skin was blaring through the phone speaker as Johnny watched Simon manhandle his cock in and out of his girlfriend, watching the plush flesh of her ass and hips bounce with every collision of Simon’s hips against her backside. How (Y/N)’s hands were tightly fisting the loose sheets underneath them, face buried into the pillows. Even then, Johnny could still clearly hear the loud moans and occasional shrieks that left her lips, those words of completely being in the grasp of pleasure.
‘M-Mm, fuck!~ T-Too much, Si!~ Too much!~’
‘You can handle it, love. I know for sure that you can handle my big, thick cock. Taking it slow, taking it rough, taking it anyway that I want you to take it.’
Simon’s hand gracefully travels across the supple skin of (Y/N)’s ass, chuckling softly at her reaction of letting out a squeal of surprise as his hand collides with the flesh of her ass, giving a squeeze before proceeding to spank her once again. Squeezing the flesh of her ass is soon replaced with his hand slowly trailing up her back, thumb brushing against the structure of her spine, (Y/N)’s hips bucking up against him, until she’s forced to arch her back as Simon roughly grabs at her hair and pulls her head back.
‘Uh uh. There’s someone else that you need permission from to cum.’
‘J-Johnny, please!~ Please, can I cum?~ N-Need to cum, want to cum!~ Gonna cum, gonna cum, gonna cum!-’
It was absolutely beautiful watching her unravel due to the intense orgasm that Simon had withdrawn from her, and in some aspects, Johnny did as well. That soft cry that escapes past her lips while her eyes briefly roll back, a hand pressing back against Simon’s abdomen to get him to slow down. Yet, it proves to be fruitless, whatever words that Simon was speaking not clearly being picked up from the phone video, until his body takes up most of the view, his loud voice echoing throughout the living room of the safehouse.
‘FUCK! TAKE MY FUCKIN’ CUM, LOVE! FUCKIN’ TAKE IT!’
Johnny’s breath becomes hitched within his throat at the next sight that causes his mouth to water, how the camera pans down from (Y/N)’s pleasure contorted face down to her messy cunt, Simon using two of his fingers to push apart the outer labias to reveal his thick cum slowly dripping from her and landing on the sheets below. ‘What a waste,’ Johnny thinks to himself briefly, wishing that he was home so he could clean up both of his girlfriend and his best friend, to enjoy the taste of them amongst his tongue, a taste that only he would be rewarded with out of all people.
It’s the clear visual and imagining the taste upon his tongue that brings Johnny to his own orgasm, hips bucking sporadically while the pace of him stroking his cock becomes sloppy and erratic as well. “Fuckin, hell!” He groans out, head falling back while his eyes briefly close, cum spurting in thick stands across his lower abdomen and some upon his chest. He’s a damn fiend, Johnny is, gathering an abundance upon his fingers and bringing it to brush against his tongue. A soft chuckle, he finally begins to text Simon back.
Thomas Hewitt rough-housing with his s/o and it turns into more? If ya know what I mean 😉💕
First of all, I headcanon the Hewitt property having a barn out back somewhere
This is where Thomas and his s/o are
it would have started out as some playful wrestling in the hay piles
this is, until Thomas notices his s/o’s shirt rising up, exposing their mid-drift
He would be instantly turned on and would begin to kiss his s/o’s neck, sucking on their pulse point
when his s/o starts grinding on him he becomes even harder, causing him to growl softly into his s/o’s ear before making his way down their body, planting soft kisses as he does so
he would eat them out/blow them after slowly undressing them before finally pounding them into the pile of hay
Roadhog smut where Reader has a kink for being praised?
"Such A Good Little Piggy~"
Fandom: Overwatch / Overwatch 2
Pairing: Roadhog ("Mako Rutledge") x Gender Neutral! Reader
Rating: Lemon [🟡] - (NSFW!)
Warnings/Mention Ofs: MDNI, Gender Neutral! Reader, They/Them Pronouns Used For Reader, Soft! Dominant! Roadhog, Verbal Praise Kink, Verbal Praise - Roadhog Giving/Reader Receiving, Reader Gets Called Gorgeous- Still Gender Neutral, Nickname Usage, Spanking, Roadhog Being Slightly Commanding.
Word Count: 516 Words
Taglist: @masterofpuns
(It took longer than expected to get this out because I thought I was doing the tagging/mentioning system wrong, lol)
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“..and here you said that you wouldn’t be able to take such a thick, enormous cock~'' There's a taunting, teasing tone within the words that Mako speaks, followed by a chuckle of mere amusement, as he watches his poor, little (Y/N) squirming underneath his own bulky size in an attempt to adjust to the seemingly never-ending length of Mako’s cock. A bright, flustered blush covering their cheeks while their eyes are slightly blown from the pleasure that’s coursing throughout their system. “..looking so gorgeous down there as you continue to try to handle all of me~ Such a good Little Piggy, aren’t you?~” His words, that gravelly tone of voice, especially whenever he would praise them, conjures up a loud, almost desperate moan from (Y/N)’s lips. Slowly, but surely, inch after inch (Y/N) manages to take from Mako, a pleasurable pressure becoming a bit more intense the more that they take, until there’s a sigh of relief that escapes the heavyset man above them. “Managed to take it all, huh?~ All the way to the base, Little Piggy~ It drives me absolutely wild whenever you’re able to take me all like this~”
It was almost an addiction, the emotions that were at an all time high within (Y/N), combined with the consistent pleasure that came along with arching their back just right and beginning to move their hips in a - circular motion. While the movement from Mako himself was appreciated, causing a brief high pitched cry to escape out into the open from the occasional quick, rough thrust, Mako really wouldn’t have to do anything at this point. (Y/N) was doing everything on their own. It definitely was a sight, a sight that he would make sure to engrain within his memories. “That’s my good Piggy~ Rock your hips just like that~” Another firm slap to their ass, another soft moan that leaves their lips. “Good, good~ Now, how about you go faster?~ I know that you can take it~"
“I’m so proud of you for taking my cock so well, (Y/N)~ You’ve done so well to please me so far~ How about you give yourself a well deserved break and let Daddy Pig take the reins, hm?~ I’ll take such good care of you as you have been taking such good care of me~” Mako doesn’t bother to even give (Y/N) the chance to respond before he places his enormous hands upon (Y/N)’s hips, having a tight grip before he begins setting a quick, yet gentle pace as he thrusts. It doesn’t matter though. Between the physical pleasure that he was bestowing upon (Y/N), and the constant praise that he was giving, (Y/N) was feeling as if they were on Cloud Nine, and wouldn’t want it any other way. Slightly blown pupils from the lust and arousal that coursed throughout their system, and the large grin that was gracing their lips, it was obvious to tell that they were enjoying it. “Such a good, little Piggy, I am~ Such a good, little Piggy~”
I've decided that I'm going to try and participate in this year's Kinktober event to try and get some motivation back for writing. I might not do a piece for every day, maybe every other day or three, in order to not overwhelm and burn myself out.
Here's some ideas that I've come up with by far :) Once again, MINORS DO NOT INTERACT!
I. "One Of Your Wives"
Inspired by "One of Your Girls" by The Weeknd
FANDOM - The Walking Dead
PAIRING: Negan Smith x Female! Reader
SUMMARY - Reader is taken by Negan as a result of a compromised trade. Expecting to be rescued not too long later, Reader rejects Negan's offer of becoming one of his wives. Yet, as time continues passing by without any attempts of being rescued, becoming one of Negan's wives is becoming more appeasing by the day, not that Reader would admit it.
II. "Video Message Incoming"
FANDOM - Call of Duty: Modern Warfare (2019-2023)
PAIRING - Johnny "Soap" MacTavish x Female! Reader, Simon "Ghost" Riley x Female! Reader, (Essentially) Johnny "Soap" MacTavish x Female! Reader x Simon "Ghost" Riley
SUMMARY - While having some downtime on a mission Soap proceeds to check his phone, seeing that he has some incoming video messages from his best friend, Simon, who's on a break from missions. Let's just say that Simon's been taking good care of Johnny's woman while he's been away.
III. "Rattlesnake Trail Bridge"
FANDOM - Far Cry 5
PAIRING - Jacob Seed x Female! "Rook"! Reader
SUMMARY - Rattlesnake Trail Bridge. It's the place where Jacob Seed goes to indulge in a drink or two whenever the stress of Eden's Gate becomes too much. A nice, quiet place, solely for him. That's till one night he comes upon Reader, Hope County's Junior Deputy, in his spot with a drink as well.
IV. "Extended, Deleted Scenes"
FANDOM - Fallout (TV Series)
PAIRING - Actor! Cooper Howard x Actress! Co-Star! Female! Reader
SUMMARY - Cooper Howard's career has definitely gone downhill since doing those advertisements for Vault Tec, making him somewhat desperate and taking on whatever roles and scenes that he can. When offered a chance to make extended scenes for "A Man from Deadhorse", Cooper agrees, but soon finds out that it's definitely not what he thought, especially with his favorite co-worker involved as well.
V. "Strobing Lights, Snorting Lines"
FANDOM - Mass Effect (Mass Effect 2, Specifically)
PAIRING - Thane Krios x Female! Engineer! Reader
SUMMARY - Thane's been tasked with locating and bringing back Reader to the Normandy in order to retire for the night to continue on with the next part of the mission to fight the Reapers the following day. Managing to locate them amongst the crowd of intoxicated partygoers, Thane comes to discover that his crew mate isn't as innocent as he had believed. Yet, with a little bit of convincing, he finds himself not only indulging with a piece of the clubbing experience, but also in Reader as well.
PAIRING: Kiriko Kamori x Female! Best Friend! Reader
SUMMARY: Kiriko has always had a sweet tooth, especially whenever it came to donuts. Convincing her best friend to have a sleepover to try these new "special" donuts, Reader comes to discover that Kiriko likes to use them for other fun things besides eating.
RATING: Lemon [🟡] - (NSFW!)
WARNINGS / MENTION OFS: MINORS DO NOT INTERACT WITH, Female! Reader, Best Friend! Reader, Nickname Usage / Reader Giving - "Babes", Mentions Of Consuming Alcohol, "Special Donuts" - Actually Edibles, Brief Implication Of (Y/N) Having Taken Edibles In The Past, Clit Rubbing / Stimulation - Reader Receiving, Breast Sucking / Biting / Stimulation - Reader Receiving, Food Play / Kink - Kiriko's Preference, Fingering - Reader Receiving, Unintentional Orgasm Denial, Kiriko and Reader's Sexual Orientations Not Disclosed - Left Up To Reader But Obviously Not Straight In This Case (?)
WORD COUNT: 1,539 Words
TAGLIST: @masterofpuns
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“-babes, you’ve got to start eating something else besides donuts all the time.”
It should’ve been something expected, something that was a well known fact at this point, considering that (Y/N) had allowed her childhood best friend to plan their hangout activities for this time. It wasn’t necessarily often that the full control of planning their outing was within Kiriko’s hands, and (Y/N) should’ve known that kunoichi would take full advantage of it.
Typically whenever the young ladies would hangout they would take on a night in the town, eating at some fine dine restaurant before spending the rest of the evening at some karaoke bar to sing the latest girl band songs or find themselves sitting at the local cafe to gossip about the latest drama. This time was a little bit different though. Despite that (Y/N) had returned from her mandatory college class trip a couple of days ago, she was still feeling the lingering effects of jetlag, and therefore had asked Kiriko to make the hangout more mellow and relaxed than usual. Maybe order some takeout, she wouldn’t mind having a few shots of alcohol, but spend the night inside while watching movies or something.
Takeout? Just ordered, busy night, therefore going to take awhile to get there.
Movies? Some romantic comedies that Kiriko has been wanting to check out.
Alcohol? Apparently not, Kiriko stated that she had something much more special for the night.
“-Speaking of donuts,” There’s a grin that forms upon Kiriko’s face as she goes to clasp her hands behind her back, having that behavior that she had something suspect planned, standing back by the table in the dining area of the apartment. “You’ve got to take a look at these ones! Tell me what you think about them!”
Those three, large boxes that had a variety of donuts were pushed to the side to reveal two, smaller boxes behind them, which Kiriko excitedly pushed towards the edge of the table for (Y/N) to get a better look at them. These two specific donuts were quite larger than the others in the typical boxes, though at first that seemed to be the only difference that (Y/N) could notice. The donut upon the left obviously belongs to Kiriko, seeing that it was a sour cream type of donut that was thinly coated in a soft, pink frosting that also was decorated with more than enough pink and red sprinkles as well. The other donut happened to be similar in size, but it seemed to be (Y/N)’s preferred type of donut and extras as well.
“I didn’t know that they started making extra big donuts at that shop you get them from, Kiri.”
“Oh, they don’t! I figured I’d give it a try at replicating them since they’re special donuts! Our special treat since we’re staying in tonight!”
Replicas?
Special donuts?
Oh?
Oh..?
..Ohh.
It begins a subtle sensation within the mind, that there’s something going on but it’s difficult to explain what it is. Then, the sensation becomes more prominent within the eyes, how they become reddened and droopy, but it’s not from tiredness. There’s a heaviness that begins to become apparent within the arms and legs, eventually throughout the whole body, and you become comfortable just being in one position for quite some time. Trying to get up and move around was a whole other story, but for right now both (Y/N) and Kiriko were content on the couch. Large smiles were seemingly permanent on their lips, stretched wide and would stretch even wider if possible from the flurry of giggles that echoed throughout the air at practically nothing.
“..I didn’t know.. that- that you knew how to make edibles, babes.”
“After you brought over those fruit ring edibles that one time I figured that I could at least try to make some, since I typically have more time on my hands then you. Like I said, our special treat.”
“You keep making them, and they continue tasting that good, then you’ll just have to become my new dealer. It’d be easier and less of a hassle than dealing with other dealers around.”
Eventually their small talk diminishes into silence as the first movie that had been chosen by Kiriko plays throughout the living room of the apartment. It wasn’t necessarily a movie that (Y/N) typically found herself interested in, but it did have some actress or two that both the women were quite interested in. The way that the actress naturally falls into her role, the way that she’s able to gravitate the audience towards her no matter what she does, the way that she looks beautiful no matter how she looks- “Ah, shit.”
Lifting her hand up to her face (Y/N)’s met with a muddle of icing and donut crumbs, glancing down to see that there had also been a similar mess upon her chest. From the lack of awareness from the high of the edibles (Y/N) must’ve gone to wipe crumbs off of her chest and forgotten about the chunk of donut that had still been resting within her hand. There’s that blurred movement of green- don’t ask what specific shade of green that it is because (Y/N) has absolutely no clue- that comes across (Y/N)’s vision and blocks the view of her chest. “Kiriko, what are yo-” It’s then that there’s a balmy, damp sensation that brushes across her chest.
“-Did you just fucking lick me?”
There isn’t much of a verbal response besides a soft hum that leaves Kiriko as she proceeds to brush her tongue against (Y/N)’s skin once again, smacking her lips at the taste of the donut and icing upon her tongue. There was also something about the taste of her best friend, something that was exquisite yet also hard to explain, and she couldn’t help but to go back in for another taste. There was something satisfying to Kiriko about lifting her head up to see a flustered blush having spread across (Y/N)’s face, the young woman seemingly conflicted, yet intrigued, about how things were turning out.
“(Y/N)~”
It’s a breathy whisper, a breathy whisper with a teasing tone, and how it ends up transitioning into some hot and heavy session of intoxicated intimacy with her best friend is definitely a surprise to the both of them.
“F-Fuck, babes~”
There’s an shudder that courses throughout (Y/N)’s body while her hips jerk forward in an attempt to reach out for Kiriko’s touch once again, that intense warmth and tingling sensation slowly subsiding as Kiriko removes her fingers from (Y/N)’s clit. While her cunt clenches around nothing, desperately wanting Kiriko’s fingers back to dragging themselves along the walls of her pussy or rubbing against that sweet, special spot, her breasts are being attended to in the meantime. Kiriko’s lips wrapped firmly around one of (Y/N)’s breasts, alternating between using her tongue to brush against the erect nipple within her mouth and then using her teeth to gently bite and pull at the nipple until it leaves her mouth with a soft popping sound, using one of her hands to gently grope and squeeze at (Y/N)’s other breast.
-told ya’ that this would be a fun night, all thanks to a special treat~” Kiriko responds after giggling softly, brushing her tongue across her lips, taking in the excess amount of icing that was smeared upon her lips. It had taken some convincing, but in the end she had succeeded, Kiriko having convinced (Y/N) to allow the kunoichi to experiment with some food play- smearing a ring of icing amongst (Y/N)’s areola and allowing Kiriko to lick the icing off. “As sweet as an actual donut, maybe even more~”
There's a soft whine as Kiriko’s fingers move back to teasingly brushing against (Y/N)’s clit, giving her best friend an occasional sense of relief but also an increasing sense of need while dipping her fingers into her cunt, beginning to slowly pump her fingers. It doesn't take long for Kiriko to increase the pace of thrusting her fingers, trying to brush against that sweet spot, her thumb continuing to brush across (Y/N)’s clit. Feeling the tremors coursing throughout her body was enough to cause Kiriko's ego and pride to swell, biting a bit harshly at (Y/N)’s breast.
“-’m ‘bout to cum, Kiri!~ ‘bout to cum, so-”
There's a sharp knock at the door of the apartment that causes a sudden pause for the two women, all movements and noises besides quick, shaky breaths coming to a cease. There's a brief shared glance between the two of them before a partially muffled voice could be heard once.
“Uh, hello? My name's Kisame.. I'm here to drop off your order from Hibachi?”
There's a brief snort that leaves (Y/N) while a soft giggle comes from Kiriko, the two beginning to untangle themselves from each other. Quick to adjust their clothes, though knowing that there wasn't much at that moment to truly cover up their disheveled appearances.
Butcher Mako smut where the reader is a witch who summons Mako to form a pact where he obeys every command of the reader?
"Revenge-! It Can Wait, Actually."
Fandom: Overwatch / Overwatch 2
Pairing: Butcher! Roadhog ("Mako Rutledge") x Gender Neutral! Witch! Reader
Rating: Lemon [🟡] - (NSFW!)
Warnings/Mention Ofs: Minors Do Not Interact With (MDNI), Overwatch Alternate Universe, Butcher! Roadhog, Witch! Reader, Gender Neutral! Reader, They/Them Pronouns Used For Reader, "Burn The Witch/Kill The Witch" Similar Trope, (Accidental) Aphrodisiac Usage - One Sided, Consent Is Present Despite (Y/N) And Roadhog's "Relationship", Fingering - Recieving! Reader, Mentions Of Multiple Orgasms
Word Count: 2,189 Words
Taglist: @masterofpuns
Indignation.
Outrage.
Resentment.
Fury.
Irritation.
Five different words, yet all having similar definitions.
Similar connections to each other.
Yet, it wasn’t any of those words or any other similar words that could be conjured up from the depths of (Y/N)’s mind to even begin describing the anger that was bubbling up within them.
It thrummed within their veins.
It roared throughout their mind.
It vibrated throughout their being.
Times have changed, therefore, shouldn’t the people have changed as well? Apparently not so for those that reside within the nearby village, only being some miles away from where that small and cozy cottage of (Y/N)’s was located within the surrounding forest. It seemed that after all these years of assisting the villagers with various tasks and activities, some as simple as enchanting some plants to grow more quickly to some as extraneous as bringing someone back to health from the brink of death, none of that mattered. How there had been plenty of opportunities for the Witch to essentially take advantage and cause havoc amongst the villagers, but yet had not, and assisted in what they thought was good for everyone. Despite the good deeds, (Y/N) was well aware that there were still suspicions from the village elders about their intentions.
Typical elder type of mindset, or at least, (Y/N) had thought that the suspicions were only amongst the elders.
The thick, choking black smoke could be seen billowing from the treetops of the forest from some miles away from the general location of where the village and (Y/N)’s was at. At first, they hadn’t really thought anything about it. There were some individuals within the village that were known of being “fire starters”, or possibly it was that the village was having some sort of celebration or feast that required a lot of wood burning. Yet, as (Y/N) continues to approach the location of their beloved cottage, it seems to dawn on them that the location of the fire is indeed not coming from the village, but from their cottage itself! Considering that they essentially were carrying a sack from their most recent travels, it takes some minutes to finally make it back.
Upon reaching the crumbling, burning cottage the elders of the village have formed a semicircle around the cottage, the rest of the townsfolk gathered around behind them, some holding lit torches. While there might have been some villagers that had objected or even refused to participate in burning (Y/N)’s cottage down, (Y/N) viewing each and every one of them as guilty of the crime. Them just standing there watching, watching as (Y/N)’s home and the place where they had their life’s work was now destroyed, left to scatter in the wind as ashes.
“After everything I have done for not only those of you individually, but as a village as a whole, this is how the lot of you proceed to show your appreciation and thanks?!” There’s an obvious combination of rage, betrayal, and devastation within their tone of voice, alongside the features of hands being clenched into fists, eyebrows are furrowed, and there’s a frown upon their lips. “This is an act of treachery!”
“You’re quite mistaken,” Though their attention seems to be more diverted towards the more prominent danger at hand, the elders are completely aware of the angered Witch standing some feet away. It’s the high elder of the village that begins to speak in response to the displeased Witch. “We are simply cleaning this village from the dangerous, immoral establishment and influence that you have bestowed.” It might’ve been just the anger clouding her mind or the trick of the light as the flames continue to burn, (Y/N) swears that they could see a smirk upon the high elder’s lips.
“..Remember this, and remember this quite well then..”
A momentary pause, a moment to briefly recollect thoughts to prevent oneself from outbursting and bringing the whole village to its knees.
Some might address to the Witch that the way they are attempting to handle the situation of the village’s betrayal was simply as “being petty” or even be described as “being melodramatic”. Yet, (Y/N) didn’t necessarily care about others' opinions on their situation and how they were going to handle it. All that mattered to them was that they were so close to completing the final steps before launching their assault. It hadn’t taken long to come across a cave that was mostly hidden by the dense forest surrounding it, which made a comfortable and suitable home for the time being. It was enough to offer a temporary place to work to figure out the best means of attack, but also to house not only the Witch, but the brute of the underworldly being that they had summoned to assist them as well.
“I have listened to your story, your tragedy, Witch,” He speaks, his voice deep and gravely, glowing yellow eyes seemingly piercing into the soul of the Witch upon their knees in front of him, the Butcher only slightly amused that someone such as the Witch themself would have summoned him for such purposes, but it hadn’t been the first time. “While I am intrigued, you have yet to offer anything in exchange for my temporary loyalty for you and your objective.” There happens to be a moment of silence that begins to settle within the environment as the Witch begins to think. It had been true, never the doubt, they had presented their story to the Butcher, asking for his assistance, but hadn’t necessarily offered anything in return. The Butcher was definitely not a being to do such a task without payment of course.
“As for payment.. I will offer the souls of all of the villagers.. Child, Adult, Elderly.. I will then allow you to take my soul as well, and then I will be of your servitude for the remainder of time.”
Will it be unpleasant to essentially be a slave to the Butcher for the remainder of their existence? Who knows? Maybe he will be somewhat generous to the Witch due to their offer of a bundle of souls to torture or feast upon. The thoughts were floating amongst (Y/N)’s mind, their gaze slowly moving from the alchemy table in front of them to the Butcher who sat there silently staring into the flames of the small campfire, all while (Y/N)’s hands were still working with the ingredients of the current potion. How could he just sit there and stare into the fire the whole time? Wasn’t he unamused about it? Bored of just sitting there and waiting? Eventually they return their attention back to the potion at hand, though an eyebrow raises at the color of the potion itself, it being something similar to a fuchsia pink. Definitely not the color of the strength potion that the Witch thought it would’ve been, but they simply shrug their shoulders and then begin to drink the potion, not stopping until it was completely gone.
Throughout the time to allow the potion to course throughout their system to test the full effect, the Witch decides to complete some tasks within the cave, mostly tidying up things and then prepping some meals. Eventually there happens to be a moment that (Y/N) finds themself standing still, trying to decipher the strange, stirring feeling within them. It’s then that they begin addressing the symptoms that begin becoming more apparent within them. How the Witch had come to realize that their body temperature was increasing significantly, followed by the increasing pace of their heartbeat and breathing, certain body parts becoming more sensitive than typically normal and other parts becoming sensitive when they typically weren’t.
Slowly, but surely, the pieces of the puzzle begin to come together, and there’s a loud audible gasp that escapes past their lips, scurrying throughout the cave to make their way back to their workbench. Eyes frantically moving across the ingredients that had been used for the potion, and then eventually stopping and staring whenever (Y/N) comes across that specific one.
Rose petals.
A strong ingredient it is, and when handled or portioned incorrectly it can lead to some dire consequences.
The flustered blush that covered their face was now descending down their neck as they came to realize their mistake. It wasn’t a super strength potion that they had made, but in fact it had been an aphrodisiac. One of the most dangerous potions of all time if not handled carefully, such as this moment right now. Knowing their mistake it’s now that they have to suffer the consequences, but was there actually anything that could resolve this increasing, almost agonizing arousal that was continuously building up within them? Fingers would be like just trying to ignore an internal itch, and attempting to use inanimate objects with the assistance of magic would just cause their energy to deplete significantly, and (Y/N) would probably still be as horny as ever. Yet, that would leave one other option..
“Butcher,” While (Y/N)’s voice might have been firm for the most part, there was that noticeable wavering to it, watching as the Butcher’s gaze had finally turned away from the flickering flames of the fire and over the the with, letting out a snort of sorts. “I’m in need of some.. assistance.. Dire assistance, if I must state.” What the Witch hadn’t expected was for the Butcher to hobble himself to be standing, making his way over towards the large, makeshift bed of his that had been made of various furs. While raising an eyebrow in slight confusion, the Butcher proceeds to speak before (Y/N) could question his action. “I had been wondering how long it was going to take you to notice that you had messed up, now get over here so we can get through this.”
He had been watching them make this potion the entire time? If that was the case then why didn’t he say something beforehand? Why did he wait until after- (Y/N)’s thoughts are interrupted by an impatient grunt from the Butcher once again, which causes (Y/N) to hastily make way over to his bed, watching as he plops himself down and pats his lap. There’s some slight grimace from the remaining gunk upon his apron, but the need to be satisfied comes at a much higher regard at the moment. Legs now being spread across his lap, there’s a soft sigh of relief as the Butcher moves the robes to the side and ripped away their underwear, a few of his fingers beginning the job by teasingly brush against (Y/N)’s skin and then slowly dipping them inside, causing (Y/N) to whine out. A slow and steady pace at first, the Butcher is smarter than any other that would just go all the way, a rough and manhandling pace.
Time definitely becomes a blur, moreso becomes something that’s forgotten, as the pleasure slowly but surely takes over the Witch’s mind. How long had it been since the Butcher had first slipped a finger inside of them? Who cares? All that mattered at that moment was how full they were feeling as one finger had now turned into three, proceeding to stretch out the Witch’s clenching hole, the fluids from previous, intense orgasms now coating their thighs, the Butcher’s fingers and his apron as well. Another one begins to creep up on them as that internal coiling sensation begins to tighten, body trembling tremendously while bucking their hips to chase that euphoric high until it comes crashing down upon the Witch. With a loud cry of the Butcher’s name escaping past their lips the Witch’s back arches to lift themself within the air before collapsing back against the Butcher’s large frame. Head bobbing from the fuzzy, lightheadedness of their orgasm once again racking their brain and preventing them from making any logical decisions at the moment. Yet, they’re still somewhat aware of themself as once the Butcher had begun to slowly thrust his fingers once again they proceed to tightly grip at his forearm, shaking their head.
“B-Butcher~ N-Need a break, please~”
“Are you so sure about that?” There’s a gentle chuckle that leaves him as he glances down to look at the pleasure ridden, and probably exhausted Witch resting against that. It was more of a teasing question, but he knows that while he could go for much longer even though he was only using his fingers, trying to ignore the growing erection that was beginning to press against the Witch’s back, the Witch would need to take a break more often to regain their energy. “You’ve only had maybe.. seven.. orgasms now?”
A cheeky laugh of amusement escapes the Witch’s lips at the teasing questions, leaning their head back against the Butcher’s chest and closing their eyes.
Maybe, just maybe, revenge upon the village could wait just a little longer.
Can you write a junkerqueen X Male Reader smut with Reader being shorter than her and she likes carrying him and she gives him a blowjob and she's holding him up her hands around his waist his legs over her shoulder and his up against the wall
"The Weight Of A Blowjob Upon Her Shoulders"
Fandom: Overwatch / Overwatch 2
Pairing: Odessa "Dez" Stone ("Junker Queen") x Male! Reader
Rating: Lemon [🟡] - (NSFW!)
Warnings/Mentions Of: MDNI, Implied Pre-Established Relationship, Female x Male Relationship, Shorter! Reader, Male Pronouns For Reader, Reverse Shoulder Riding Position, Blowjob - Male Receiving, Female Giving, Exhibitionism, Implied Cum Swallowing.
Word Count: 752 Words
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Whenever there happens to be a newly crowned head to a kingdom, there are bound to be some changes made that the townspeople would find surprising. There had been times where the previous leader, Mason Howl, had spent some time traversing throughout the streets of Junkertown, so why would it be any different that the new leader, Odessa “Dez” Stone, does the same thing? It totally couldn’t be that she traverses through the streets of Junkertown with a short man on her shoulders. It was definitely surprising the first couple of times that the townspeople had witnessed the event. The merchants would watch as the Queen would saunter throughout the bustling streets to allow the shorter man upon her shoulders to gaze upon the wares that were being brought in, stopping whenever she or the man saw something that took their interest. It was the typical routine that Odessa and (Y/N) would find themselves doing at least twice a week, but things had ended up quite differently from their usual routine this time.
(Y/N) can’t help but to allow Odessa to take the lead with this one, and he wouldn’t deny that he actually preferred whenever she took the lead with his life, especially with their more intimate moments. Having hoisted upon his shoulders with his crotch within her face, back pressed firmly against the wall behind him. He couldn’t help those desperate, obscene noises of pleasure that escaped past his lips. Those soft whines of pleasure that end up escaping past his lips and out into the open, causing Odessa to have to firmly press her hand across (Y/N)’s mouth not to attract any unwanted attention during their risky moment of pleasure in public. Or those practically incoherent mumbles of praise that fill Odessa’s ears and cause her to let out a soft, muffled moan of her own due to having (Y/N)’s cock in her mouth, which adds even more pleasure to the situation. “Nngh!~ O-Oh, fuck!~”
Oh, how she applies a firm pressure around his length with her teeth as she proceeds to bob her head to take his cock deep within her throat, and then surprising him with switching things up by flattening her tongue to create more space to begin partially taking him down her throat. While he had originally planned to question Odessa of her lack of a gag reflex, (Y/N)’s only given response from her was a playful wink as she once again attempts to take his cock deep within her throat. It was almost enough to make him cum right then and there, but he felt that he had to hold on just a little bit longer, to be able to elongate the moment longer to burn it into his memory for later purposes.
While those might have been (Y/N)’s thoughts and intentions for the remainder of the intimate moment, it seems that Odessa’s thoughts were a little bit different. Enjoying those sultry sounds that slip from her lover’s lips, how his body squirms against hers no matter how tightly she has a hold on him, how firmly she has him pressed up against the wall. He couldn’t even began to describe the sensation that was arising within him as she began to increase the pace of her bobbing her head against his length, hollowing her mouth to create more of a suction, and continuing to moan around him, all while those piercing eyes of eyes stared directly right into his own.
Attempting to prevent himself from going over the edge and surrendering himself to his orgasm was becoming more and more difficult and eventually he couldn’t bring himself to hold back any longer. Not whenever Odessa was causing him to feel this good. He couldn’t help but begin bucking his hips at a frantic pace, one of his hands beginning to entangle itself within the front tuft on her head, pulling her head as close as he could to his pelvis while attempting to frantically buck his hips despite being in the slightly awkward position. “F-Fuck, Odessa~ Nngh, ‘bout to cum!~” It doesn’t take much more to be brought over the edge and into that plane of euphoria as his orgasm overcomes him. He can’t help the shiver that overtakes his body and senses.
“Fuck aye, love~” Odessa speaks up while licking her lips, a grin beginning to spread across her face. “So, what do you say ‘bout same time, same place tomorrow, ya?~"
Scenario where reader tries anal for the first time with Roadhog?
"Easy There, Little Piggy~"
Fandom: Overwatch / Overwatch 2
Pairing: Roadhog ("Mako Rutledge") x Gender Neutral! Reader
Rating: Lemon [🟡] (NSFW!)
Warnings/Mention Ofs: MDNI, Gender Neutral! Reader, Mandatory Foreplay, Spanking, Finger Penetration, Anal Fingering, Unmentioned Size Insertion Kink From Roadhog, "Little Piggy" Nickname Usage By Roadhog- Reader Is An Adult Though, Mention Of Safeword, Praise- Roadhog Giving/Reader Receiving, Verbal Teasing, Orgasm Denial By Roadhog.
Word Count: 679 Words
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There’s definitely no bounding straight into something such as anal when it comes to having a partner that has the physique such as Mako’s. He’s literally the definition of a big man, and that’s speaking in every portion, including the size of his cock. There’s no doubt that if he was to jump straight into sex without his partner being prepped, especially with his size, it would most likely be a trip to the nearest hospital for his partner. Therefore, foreplay happens to be an absolute must. He’ll begin by just placing his hand amongst (Y/N)’s ass, mostly just rubbing it to give the sensation of something being close, but occasionally giving a gentle slap while chuckling. Eventually he’ll begin slipping his hand underneath their undergarments to slip a finger or two between their ass cheeks, and then eventually begins to prod them with the tip of his finger.
Even after the time spent doing foreplay, there’s still some preparation that is taken before jumping into the main event. He’ll begins with just one finger, slowly pumping it in and out within (Y/N)’s ass, occasionally picking up the pace just slightly, all while making sure to brush against that certain spot within them, soft chuckles leaving from Mako all while soft sighs and groans escape from (Y/N)’s lips. One finger would eventually become two fingers, and then two fingers would eventually become three fingers. Three long, thick fingers. All three of them simultaneously pump in and out of his partner, Mako watching as their face would contort from the pleasure or even how their legs would immensely tremble from his fingers brushing against that special spot within them, all while letting out a soft whine and pushing their hips back to relish within the feelings even more.
He could only describe the action that was taking place as a mesmerizing work of art, a mesmerizing work of art that he would never find himself getting tired of. They definitely didn’t necessarily need the immense amount of lube for this particular activity, but Mako definitely wasn’t regretting his choice in the usage amount. He was absolutely loving the glistening effect of the light hitting just right whenever (Y/N)’s ass would jiggle at even just the simplest and slowest of thrusts of his hips. “Are you doing well down there, my little piggy?~ I’m not causing you any pain or discomfort, am I?~” Of course, (Y/N)’s comfortability and safety was his first priority, Mako knew quite well that he had to be careful or that (Y/N) could end up getting hurt. “You remember your safeword, don’t you?~” It’s then that he gives a gentle slap to the ass, but instead of being met with some sort of actual response, (Y/N) proceeds to give a frantic nod while a soft whine escapes past their lips.
“Such a good little piggy~ Taking my cock in your ass so fucking well~” That wet smacking sound echoing throughout the room around them as Mako’s pelvis briefly connects with (Y/N)’s ass at a quick pace, watching as his thick, enormous cock gets practically sucked in. How it becomes a tight squeeze that makes things even more pleasurable as (Y/N) purposely clenches down around his length. “Ya’ tryna keep me deep inside ya’, huh?~ Didn’t realize that you liked cock in your ass that much, (Y/N)~ Don’t worry, Daddy Pig will make sure to keep your ass stuffed whenever he can~” He’s close, he can feel it. Struggling to maintain control, but Mako doesn’t want this to end. “M-Mako!~” There’s a loud, frustrated whine that (Y/N) lets out, moving their head slightly to glance back at the big man, a pleading look within their eyes. A soft chuckle of amusement at (Y/N)’s desperateness as Mako takes a hold of his cock, slapping the tip of it against (Y/N)’s ass cheeks. “Now, now, little piggy~ We wouldn’t want this moment to end too quickly, would we now?~”
