The promised sexcidents (Sex Accidents) I promised for a handful of MK men. Honestly, these were the only ones I could think of, if you've got any other possible mishaps with any other characters send em in lol!
Erron Black - Pulls a Muscle
"Fuck, that's it! Deeper Erron, please!" He was trying, dammit! Erron swore he was doing his best. Figured you couldn't do better than an actual mating press, but apparently you wanted him in your guts, hell, probably even in your chest with the way you were constantly urging him deeper.
He dug his knees into the mattress, using his feet to leverage him forward, putting even more of his weight on you and sinking himself impossibly deeper within you. Erron cringed at the tenseness he felt in his calf, praying to whoever would listen not to give him a cramp right now.
He felt his calf tighten even further the more he continued, and tried to lean back a bit to lessen the strain, only for your ankles to trap him. It was inevitable as he felt the muscle strain, threatening to pull entirely… And there it goes.
"Ow! Fuck, hold on…" You whined at the empty feeling of Erron pulling out completely and sitting on the edge of the bed, feet planted flat to the floor as he cringed.
"Erron, what's the matter?" "Pulled a muscle in my calf… gimme a minute…" You couldn't help but giggle a bit at the fact he was trying so damn hard to give you what you wanted he had to stop because of a pulled muscle.
"What're you gigglin' at? You're the one who caused it…" Erron muttered, rubbing his calf as the muscle twitched.
"I've got an idea…" You purred, crawling up behind him. "Oh yeah? Hit me with it." "Save a horse…" "Ride a cowboy. I like that idea, C'mere."
Kabal - Winded
You moaned into Kabal's mouth as he hammered into you, all energy with no signs of stopping; he'd already put you in several positions in the last hour. Now, as you lay under him, you hoped this would be the final position for the night, but your hope would not last as Kabal's hands wound their way around your hips, flipping you both so you were above him. Your arms, not anticipating having to suddenly support your weight gave out, sending you crashing down onto Kabal, your arm instinctively shooting out in front of you, only ended up elbowing him in the stomach as you crashed into him.
"Oh shit, Kabal, are you okay?" You asked worriedly as he pushed you off of him gently as he could, leaning over the edge of the bed, silent. You thought at first he was upset with you, so you began to defend yourself.
"Listen, you set yourself up for that, throwing me around like that! Not my fault you got the consequences of your actions." Kabal didn't respond, simply putting his hand up. A few seconds passed and he heaved a sigh.
"Winded me." Kabal spoke hoarsely, still catching his breath. "… OH I'm so sorry! I didn't…" You began to laugh "I thought you were upset, that's why you weren't…" You broke down into laughter, and Kabal joined you the best he could.
"Are you still up for it, or?" You asked tentatively. "Hell yeah… once I remember how to breathe…"
Kenshi - Intrusive Thoughts
Groceries were not the topic Kenshi was expecting to have in his mind as he gripped your throat and rammed into you from behind, yet there was the list, in his mind, being read in your voice. Then it was gone, the usual quiet hum of pleasure back in your mind. 'What color was that dress again? Gold and white or blue and black?'… Huh?
He could hear you moaning under him, feel you press your back against his chest, yet somehow you were distant. Kenshi slowed his pace in confusion, before another one of your thoughts intruded his mind thanks to the psychic link you were both sharing. Kenshi stopped entirely, half concerned you had only agreed to please him, half trying not to laugh at your random thoughts mid fuck.
"Kenshi? Why did you stop? Is something wrong?" You panted.
"I was about to ask you the same thing. You seem… distant." "What? No, I'm perfectly present." "What color was the dress? The groceries? Oh, yeah, perfectly normal thoughts from you during sex." You began to giggle at Kenshi's sarcastic tone and realizing you'd been caught. "Okay, I have a few things on my mind from earlier today, but I promise I want this! I just… thought I'd be more clear-minded." "I can help you concentrate on only me and my thoughts, if you'd like?" "Oh, yes please, Mr. Takahashi."
Kung Lao - Slips
'Turns out shower sex is a lot more physically demanding than it sounds' Kung Lao thought to himself as his already sore muscles from practice threatened to start shaking as he held you up, your legs wrapped around his waist. His thighs in particular threatened to give out from under him as they suppported your weight. While he never usually doubted himself, and loved a challenge, he was pretty sure he was going to collapse any minute; he was just hoping it was after one of you came, preferably you since his own orgasm would probably take him out for the rest of the day.
He couldn't stop now or admit defeat, you were making such amazing sounds and squeezing around him just right… just as he moved to hopefully get better leverage, his foot slipped and you both went crashing to the hard tile. Kung Lao used his arm to protect your head and did his best to keep you from hitting the ground instead of him. It mostly worked, only your thigh hit the floor, but he was less fortunate, wincing in pain.
"Ow. I'm alright, I'm fine. You okay?" Kung Lao asked through winces.
"Yeah, I'm okay, thanks for the save. What happened?" "My foot slipped. Ouch, my ass… You wanna just… get out and do it on the bed like normal people?" "I think we both should probably just rest…" "Yeah. Yeah, you're probably right…"
Mavado - Broken Nose
Your thighs trembled in an attempt to hold your weight up, in spite of Mavado's forearms locked around them doing his best to pull you down onto his face further. He had told you to sit and put all of your weight on him, but you felt too bad, like you were suffocating him. Your thighs finally gave way and he moaned into your pussy, finally getting his way. You could feel your orgasm building, your hips rolling against his nose in a desperate attempt to gain even more friction to your already abused clitoris, and you jolted slightly when you felt a small pop, like a joint being cracked.
"M-Mavado, you… you okay?" Your only response was a frantic nod of his head and a 'mm-hhm' muffled by your thighs, and you thought nothing of it as he showed no signs of slowing down. 'He would stop if he was hurt' you tried to convince yourself, briefly forgetting the moment as your orgasm crashed down on you. You shamelessly chased your high, rolling your hips onto his face.
You unstraddled his face as he panted, sitting up immediately and making his way to the bathroom. You thought little of it, probably just wanted to wash his face, until he came out with a tissue pressed to his nose with blood on it, placed his hands on either side of his nose and crack. Your stomach flipped for a moment until it hit you.
"I broke your fucking nose and you just let me?! You didn't even stop?!" You didn't mean to yell, but you were just shocked at the scene in front of you. Mavado smirked at you, sniffling once before answering you. "Worth it."
His appearance doesn't really differ much from his canon appearance in MK1. However...I've struggled so much getting his hair right, then I just said, "Fuck it." and gave him the hairstyle y'all see here (& a few sketches beyond the "Keep reading"). I'll get it right someday!
I think the bio says it all, but I'm still gonna get into the details of him in this AU & his relationship with Khameleon.
⚠️ MDNI ⚠️
"A scuffle between a drug cartel and police in Guatemala left a newborn baby orphaned. Stumbling upon him, Daegon decided to take the child - not only raising him as his son, but also as the coldest, vicious, and most calculating ally he'll ever have.
Mavado had grown to be his father's deadliest warrior, elevated to his second-in-command in the Red Dragon. Armed with grappling hooks, knife boots, and deadly traps, he takes pleasure in taking lives in the name of his father and the syndicate.
His failure in Outworld resulted in a chance to rebound from it, a new feeling called love, and a new ally that would prove an excellent addition to the Red Dragon.
Though his father and allies were worried about his relationship with Khameleon softening him, they were happily proven wrong. If anything, love made him more deadlier than before..."
Half his bio here is my HC for his new origin in MK1's timeline. I mean, he lacked one before, I might as well have fun! I hate to link a Spanish character to a drug cartel, but considering the Red Dragon is a diabolical crime syndicate controlling other criminal organizations, I thought it'd fit more than any safer backstory. The specifics will be revealed when I get to Daegon.
Some facts about Mavado in this AU:
He's in his early 30's in this AU, slightly older than I HC him to be in canon.
He speaks with a faint Guatemalan accent. It's faint 'cause he wasn't raised there all his life, as he & Daegon travelled from place-to-place. Most of his accent is from his adoptive father. His voice also has a rasp to it, even appearing in his laughs.
Pride is a large part of his personality, though it's not exactly the same as, say, Johnny Cage's or General Shao's pride. His pride is more quiet. It also stems from Daegon & the Red Dragon as a whole.
Along with being prideful, Mavado is also cold, cruel, and calculating. He's also mostly quiet & antisocial.
He's not friends with any of his allies, but is a great son to Daegon, like Reiko to Shao. He is somewhat softer when it comes to Khameleon...somewhat. He loves her & cares for her greatly, but he's not above putting the syndicate before her. That said, his love for her has only elevated his coldness & cruelty. Anyone that did cross her or look at her a certain way would pay greatly.
He's got a penchant for charisma & charm, having a silver tongue & the ability to seduce anyone to carry on his missions. It helps that he's a rather handsome man, even with his more rugged appearance.
He's always making sure he's the sexiest motherfucker in the room. Absolutely no one (except Khameleon in certain cases) is allowed to touch his hair. He also rarely wears shirts & always wears leather.
He's made his grappling hooks into stretchy bungee cords 'cause he had fun experimenting with what he could do with them. He's wielded hook swords before…stolen from Kabal before he turned to the Red Dragon. But they're not his go-to, especially not since before that man joined the other side.
His sexuality is the same as I HC it to be: demiromantic/grayromantic & graysexual. To add, he's seduced and slept with both women & men, though he's only ever fallen in love with Khameleon.
He's multilingual: he speaks Spanish (both LatAm & Spain), English, Portuguese (both Brazilian & Portugal), Chinese, Japanese, French, & Russian, to name a few. He always needs to know what his targets/clients are saying at all times, so Daegon taught him the languages he needed to know for the syndicate.
Khavado Sketches (& details about their relationship)
(plz ignore the fact that I gave Khameleon pupils in one sketch-)
Their past is a whole lot to go over, so I'll just write it in a different post at a different time. I'll instead write about their current relationship in my AU (SFW & NSFW)!
Their Relationship
Mavado's nickname for her is "Kama" 'cause of the Spanish word, "camaleón". Quite literally her name in Spanish with a "C", but with the nickname, it's spelt with a "K"!
Khameleon calls him "my love" & "my Red Dragon", though she wants to call him something more. He doesn't care though, so long as she calls him hers.
They're both equally possessive of each other. While Mavado was more so from the start, as Khameleon embraced her dark side, she mimicked his possessiveness as well. Both find it attractive.
They exclusively train with each other after Khameleon's training period. On both ends, it's actually fun to see how each other fight, test each other's limits, & find new tactics to outwit each other.
Mavado is Khameleon's first everything: first kiss, first love, first bout of intimacy, first sexual experience, first exposure to kinks, etc. Meanwhile, she's his first love, his first training partner (Daegon doesn't count), & his first true friend.
He's always holding her in public, whether it's holding her hand or embracing her from behind. It doesn't matter what the others think of this piece of PDA, he wants to hold her and she allows him to. She's never been held the way he's held her before.
Mavado was not easy on Khameleon when it came to training her to be Red Dragon. Yes, he loves her, but he also wants her to be one of the syndicate's best, so he literally and figuratively pulled no punches. Although it perplexed and saddened her at first, she became hardened enough to understand what he was doing and became thankful.
Khameleon has a higher sex drive thanks to Mavado, but she struggled with it at first due to his graysexuality. But they've managed to communicate about this together and get to an understanding about how their sex life should go. She eventually managed to control it.
I won't go into the details of their kinks, but I will say...they involve pain, bondage, & a few things taboo.
They're a very deadly duo when they have missions together - not only because of Mavado's weaponry & kombat, but also because of Khameleon's transformation, abilities, & shape-shifting weapons. Combined, they can kill plenty in a room and then some with smiles on their faces.
Khameleon grew to like having blood on her. Mavado finds it hot when she's covered in blood.
Everyone gets annoyed at their PDA, but almost all of them know better than to piss off the both of them if they spoke up about it or try to break it apart. The only exception to this is Daegon, though he'd only allow them to hold each other.
They're the most stylish duo of the Red Dragon! Khameleon likes to dress Mavado up with whatever she thinks he would like. More times than not, he lets her, so long as he could return the favor.
They'd die for each other & they'd kill for each other. 💙🩷💚❤️
