it had never been much trouble for her to lift you into her arms and spin you in the air during a particular celebratory moment, or for her to easily pin you to the ground during your training sessions
her military training had given her a lean strength, one that you could only feel when she pressed her opponent into the ground, forcing them to concede
when she left the military, the discipline it had instilled in her had not, and she still kept up with daily workouts that left her covered in a shiny sheen of sweat
but the strength she holds now, it's different
her grip is tight on your ankle, fingers pressing bruises into the skin as she grinds against you, sweat beading along her hairline as she moans
her other hand grips onto yours, as if to trying to ground herself in the moment, or to remind herself to control her newfound strength
the arcana tattoo flexes on her arm as you twitch underneath, one leg hooked over the junction of her thigh and hip while your other leg leg rests underneath her other thigh
she breathes heavy, eyes almost glazed over, and she grinds her clit into yours, forcing a needy whine from your lips as she draws another orgasm from you
both of you had disappeared into the bedroom at sunset, and now the moon had nearly reached the peak of nighttime
pleasure melts through you, filling up the ends of all your nerves, and you whimper as she thrusts her hips forward again, the loud sound of your slick squelching against hers
"fuck, baby, just-just one more." Sonya mumbles it more to herself than to you, blonde baby hairs plastered to her forehead as she squeezes your hand and vigorously grinds against you
you can't answer, clit stinging with overstimulation, pleasure ebbing through your body anyway, and her body almost seems to glow with the pleasure as she moans
a sharp breath passes through her nose as you cum again, thighs twitching helplessly against hers as she keeps you pressed into the bed, and you tilt your head back as a keen peels from your lips
Sonya whimpers at the sight as she reaches her own orgasm, and she finally collapses on top of you, her lips pressing them against your lips, her legs still entangled with yours
her hands are calloused and rough, fingers threaded with yours as she pins them down to the bed, and you sigh at the feeling, eyes fluttering close as you lean into the kiss
the arcana might've given her new strength, new stamina, but Sonya was still herself, and she was still yours
a/n: i like the concept of cole young from mortal kombat 2021
pairing: cole young x gn!reader
warnings: nsfw (MDNI), some angst, dry humping
Cole wakes with a start, cold sweat drenching the back of his neck as he stares up at the cave ceiling, and he feels frozen in place, unable to even lift a finger
his breaths hurt his lungs and tears fall from the corners of his eyes as he struggles to come back to the waking world
you adjust your position to his right, hand curling over Emily's shoulder, and his lungs finally fill with air at the sight of you sleeping peacefully
you were right here, and Emily was right here
safe, away from Sub-Zero
it still haunts him, the both of you almost dead because of him, and it had already been a week of waking up in the middle of the night, fear leaving him paralyzed and silently crying
the sleepless nights only left him sluggish and exhausted during training, and he could barely keep up with Liu Kang or Sonya Blade, even with his newfound powers
tomorrow, Lord Raiden would bring them to the tournament, and once again, you and Emily would be left alone to fend for yourselves
he had to be at his best, not if he wanted to avoid the enslavement of the entirety of earthrealm, not if he wanted to survive and come back to you
Cole sits up, careful to try and not disturb you or your daughter, and he trods past Sonya and Jax sleeping peacefully on the other side of the room
the cave pathways are eerily quiet, and the moon is high in the sky, illuminating the path towards the kitchens
warm light already flickers from the room, and he quirks his eyes up in curiosity as he turns the corner and finds Liu Kang
the monk has a clay tea cup in his hand, and he straightens his back when he notices Cole entering the room
he says nothing but hands a tea cup over to Cole and pours a generous amount of what he can only assume Liu Kang is also drinking
neither of them exchange words for moment, and Cole blows on the tea to try and cool it down before he takes a sip
it soothes his throat, he hadn't even realized it felt sore, and he gives a small nod to Liu Kang who can only nod back
in the silence, Cole can finally see the dark circles that haunt Liu's face, and the blank stare of emptiness in his eyes
"…nightmares?"
Liu Kang doesn't answer Cole's question and can only close his eyes and clench the mala beads in his hands, Kung Lao's red headband threaded in between the beads
a pang of guilt stabs through Cole's heart, and he quickly looks away from the monk
perhaps if he hadn't dragged Liu Kang away, Kung Lao would still be here with them, and Liu Kang wouldn't be so deep in grieving
he can still remember the pain in Liu Kang's voice in the void of Lord Raiden's realm, and Cole can't even begin to imagine a world without you or his daughter in it, especially one where he had failed to save both of you
as if sensing his thoughts, the monk quickly turns to face Cole and walks towards him, placing a warm hand onto Cole's shoulder
"you did the right thing. it is no one's fault but Shang Tsung's, and i will kill him for it." Liu Kang's voice is sturdy, slightly raspy, but full of conviction
"oh, uh, thank you, Liu Kang." Cole mumbles the words, and the monk simply nods before turning his attention to the doorway of the kitchen
Cole looks as well and finds you there, chest heaving rapidly, and looking as though you might collapse in relief
"i will leave the two of you to talk." Liu Kang steps out of the kitchen, slightly bowing to you as you enter, and you beeline towards Cole, stopping only when you're a few inches away from him
you slump into his chest, and he startles, trying to move the tea cup away onto the counter behind him so that it doesn't spill onto you
he puts his free hand onto your waist as you start to shake in his arms, and he can feel your wet tears through his shirt
"i'm-i'm sorry. i just-i thought-you…you weren't there when i woke up, and i got scared." your voice is frail and shaky, and Cole sets the tea cup down and his hands flail for a second before finally resting on your hips
"i'm sorry, baby. i didn't-i didn't think you were…" Cole wants to kiss the top of your head, to reassure you, but he can't
you had nearly died because of him, you being around him was bad luck
he had left the MMA to help you take care of Emily, but his winning funds had been depleted by his manager, and by the time he realized, he was deep in debt, and you and Emily were about to become homeless
he had failed you before, and he had failed you again
"i'm sorry. this is all my fault-" Cole starts, but you lean back to look at him with an angry glare, "don't you fucking dare. you didn't know, and i wouldn't change a single thing anyway. why else would i be here you-you-"
your hands push at his chest, but there's no real fight behind it
he lets you thump your head against his chest, and he refrains from burying his face into your hair like he always does
Cole can only close his eyes and feel the pang of failure settle through his body, "but-"
"stop, just-just," you purse your lips as you stop yourself, "…let's go back before our daughter wakes up." you lift your head and step back
he lets you but draws his hand back as you try to thread your fingers with his, afraid of rubbing his bad luck onto you
if you want to say something, you don't and start to walk away, and he trails behind a few feet away
it's still dark in the room, and Emily is but a small shadow on the floor as you curl around her protectively, blankets drawn tightly over the two of you
he sleeps on a separate bed roll, turned onto his side, watching the two of you, as if you might disappear in front of him again
Cole doesn't remember falling sleep, only the shaking of his shoulder as Liu Kang crouches over him
"come, it is the last day we can train, and you have much to improve on." Liu Kang still looks tired, jaw set and tense, and Cole sits up, glancing over to his sleeping daughter and partner
"alright, i'm up." he had to get better, to protect you
the sun burns his skin by the time you and Emily make it to the fight pit, the sand has scraped against each sliver of his open skin, and Sonya Blade sends another blast of energy towards him
his armor absorbs the pink light, but it throws him into the stone and knocks his vision into a blurry array of sun and red sand
in the distance, he can hear Liu Kang sighing and calling for Jax to come and train against Sonya Blade instead
Cole lifts his head to see you, arms crossed, fingernails digging into your own arm, a habit you had picked up on when you used to watch him fight in the MMA
picking himself up, his armor dissapates into nothingness, and Cole walks over to the both of you
before he can reach you, you storm away
Emily has taken a seat on the steps, watching the ensuing spar before her, and Liu Kang sits next to her, pointing out the different strategies that both ex-military employ in their fight
he glances over to Cole and pats Emily's shoulder before approaching the ex-MMA fighter
"it is clear that you and your partner have things to talk about. your head is unfocused. go. do not come back until you have resolved your issues." the monk leaves no room for argument, and Cole hesitantly follows in your footsteps
it's easy to find you, as if a string links the two of you together, and he finds you in a secluded part of the cave system sitting at an opening that faces the desert
he doesn't try to hide his footsteps, and he knows you can hear him walking towards you
and yet, you do not turn to face him, shoulders still tense with anger, and he sits down next to you, unsure of what to say
the minutes pass in silence, and Cole can feel heat prickling at the back of his neck the longer he stews in his own misery
in all honesty, he missed you, missed everything about you
the last week had been self-inflicted torture of avoiding you, trying to distance himself in a selfish attempt to not hurt you if he didn't return from the tournament
mostly, he was scared that if he came near you again, that Sub-Zero would somehow return and kill you in front of him
the thought sounded comical now that Cole thought about it outside of the haze of his nightmares, and he links his fingers together and presses them against his forehead, sighing at his own ridiculous behavior
"look…baby," Cole could feel his heart thump in anxiety as you turned to look at him, eyes rimmed red with tears, "i'm-i'm sorry."
he reaches his hand out and gently pulls your hand out of your lap so that he could intertwine his fingers with yours, lifting them so that he can kiss the back of your hand
"i wasn't thinking. i just…got scared that if you-if i was near you, that Sub-Zero would return. and try to kill you again because of me," Cole's voice wavers, and he averts his gaze from yours, "i just…can't lose you."
he purses his lips as you turn to face him, tears burning the edge of his eyes, he had missed how your hand felt in his, "i'm sorry."
"oh, Cole." you get up onto your knees so that you can shuffle closer to him, and he leans forward so that you can hug him
as he buries his nose into your neck, he clings onto you even tighter
he missed this, missed you so so much, missed your touch, missed your scent
just…everything you
Cole pulls you into his lap, trying to press as much of your skin against his as possible, and he can't help it as he starts to mouth at your neck, desperate to try and make up for lost time, blood thrumming through him
when was the last time he had kissed you? tasted you? touched you?
it had been when he had saved you and Emily from Goro, his adrenaline and relief rushing through him as he brought the both of you into his arms
but he hadn't touched you since then, too scared, and now it felt like electricity to him, his thoughts rushing from the touch of your skin to your hot breath fanning over his skin
his hands bring themselves down to grab onto your hips, pulling you closer to him, trying to grind your pelvis into his, and you let out a surprised squawk
"Cole, i don't know-what if-"
"please, please, baby. i should've never avoided you," he pulls his head back to look at your warmed face, and he already misses nosing into your skin, "let me make it up to you."
you glance back as if to check if there were any wandering monks, or if Emily had gone to find the both of you
the cave only echoes with Cole's desperate breaths, and you turn back to him, lashes fluttering low as you do
"alright then. make it up to me."
one hand skims up from your hip to cusp the back of your neck and pull you into a kiss, and oh, oh, he doesn't know how he even kept himself away from you the whole week
you are warm, you taste familiar, you feel like home
your hands tangle themselves into his hair, lips moving against his, slow like honey, sweet as it too, and Cole swears he can feel a weight lift from his lungs, as if drawing in new life
he groans into your mouth, eyes fluttering close, heart beating much too fast in his chest, and when you roll your hips forward against him, his hand on your neck flexes involuntarily
it draws a small pitiful sound from your mouth, and he wants more, needs more from you
Cole brings his hands down to your hips and presses you downward onto his aching cock, causing you to let out a sharp breath, and you break from the kiss to rest your head on his shoulder
he can only bite his lip, the weight of you pressing so deliciously against his body has him nearly over the edge, and it would almost be embarrassing if his skin didn't hum with unsung energy
back and forth, he drags you along his length, the heat of you overwhelming and all-consuming, and Cole chokes out a groan as he hears you pant and moan into his ear
you mouth at his neck, teeth scraping along the sensitive skin, and Cole can feel a whimper crawl out of his throat at the feeling
by this point, his pre-cum has soaked the front of his pants, and the rough material drags along his cock with every time your hips twitch and roll along him as he guides you along
his fingers dig into your skin, and he tilts his head to the side to kiss your neck, eyes shut as he feels you whine and grunt, "Cole! fuck-i-oh god-"
he doesn't answer, simply following your unspoken order as he presses your heat against him, his own hips twitching into yours, as if trying to become one with you
you groan and pant, a keening sound coming from the back of your throat as you cum in your pants, and Cole moans when your fingers tug at his hair hard enough to jerk his head back
pleasure flares through him as he ruts up into you as best as he can, cock sputtering with his release and smearing across the fabric of his pants, and the both of you simply breathe, basking in each other's want
"…so, did i make it up to you?"
you lean back, face in a faux aghast expression as you slap at his shoulder, and Cole laughs as he leans in for another kiss
it's warm, just as it was before, still slow, still perfect, and he knows he will return from the tournament
I need a Johnny Cage x bottom male reader imagine 😭 preferably with the reader wearing a skirt, and Johnny just unzipping his own pants and lifting the reader’s skirt (without taking the clothes off). Size difference too! Johnny’s dick making a bulge on the reader’s belly 🌚
PRETTY BOY
The first thing you register is the heat, Johnny Cage's palm sliding up the back of your thigh, fingers hooking under the hem of your skirt with a teasing tug. His grin is all teeth, predatory in the dim backstage light, and you barely have time to inhale before he’s crowding you against the dressing room mirror, the cold glass biting into your shoulder blades.
"Been staring all night, sweetheart," he murmurs, voice rough like he’s already half-gone. "Think I don’t notice how you bite your lip every time I adjust my belt?" His knee nudges between your thighs, pressing just enough to make your breath hitch, his chuckle is dark, pleased, as if the sound alone is proof he owns you. The zipper of his pants is already undone, his cock straining against the fabric, and when he grinds against you, the outline is obscenely visible through the thin material of your skirt.
You don’t even realise he’s lifted you until your ass hits the edge of the vanity, makeup bottles clattering. Johnny doesn’t give you time to adjust, just fists a hand in the fabric of your skirt and yanks it higher, exposing you to the chill of the air, and the hotter weight of his gaze. "Fuck," he exhales. "Look at that. It’ll perfect."
His grip on your hip is bruising, but the pain is secondary to the way his other hand works himself free, the thick length of him slapping heavy against your thigh. He doesn’t bother with foreplay, doesn’t need to, not when you’re already trembling, just lines himself up and pushes in with a groan that’s half your name, half a curse. The stretch burns, but the way your skirt rides up around his waist, still on but useless, makes it feel dirtier than if you’d stripped completely.
Johnny fucks you like it’s a stunt, all precision and practiced rhythm, hips snapping forward until the mirror rattles behind you. His teeth find your shoulder, biting down just shy of breaking skin, and you sob his name, nails scraping uselessly at his biceps. "That’s it," he growls, dragging a thumb over the bulge his cock makes beneath your navel. "Take it. Fucking made for this."
The vanity creaks dangerously under your weight, one of your legs hooked over his arm while the other dangles, toes barely brushing the floor. Johnny’s grip shifts, fingers digging into your thigh to spread you wider, and you whine, half protest, half plea, when he angles deeper, the drag of him hitting something that makes your vision blur. "Jesus," he laughs, breathless. "Look at you. Skirt still on and you’re coming apart."
You can feel the sweat slick between your bodies, the way your shirt rides up with every thrust, fabric clinging to the damp curve of your spine. Johnny’s free hand fists in your hair, yanking your head back to expose your throat, his mouth hot and messy against your pulse. "Gonna fuck you full," he murmurs, and the promise coils low in your gut, hotter than the stretch of him.
The air reeks of sex and spilled cologne, the sharp tang of your arousal mixing with the musk of his skin. Johnny’s rhythm stutters, his hips jerking erratically, and you choke on a moan when he shoves in deep, grinding his cock against that sweet spot until your thighs shake. "Cage—" you gasp, but he cuts you off with a kiss, all tongue and teeth, swallowing your whimpers like he’s starving for them.
Warnings/tags: Smut; Explicit, past relationship, breeding knk; creampie, some plot, sub reader, light choking, blowjob, rough sx, egregious backshots, i think this counts as mean!raiden?, technically hair pulling but its minimal, implied size kink (baby he's 7 ft), barely proofread there might be errors, other tags to be added later if needed
i figured since i wrote something soft and mushy prior, i do the complete opposite here 😈
req by: @starryrinn <3
Word count: 2.3k+
500 years ago, today, was one of the biggest fights of Raiden's life. And that's saying something about the Thunder God. When you think of him, you think of Earthrealm. When you think of Earthrealm, you'll likely think of him. You versus him. It was a close fight. Too close.
500 years ago was also the first time you ever met. The Thunder God himself had no time for "love." The concept a mere distraction from more important matters that needed his attention at all times. Granted, there was always some big threat to the realm, but he couldn't help but admit everything changed when you arrived.
You were similar to his brother, Fujin. A God that just had to see what was up with humans, but it wasn't to practice empathy. You were more intrigued with what makes these feeble, complex creatures so unique. You were the Goddess of the Moon, but because of your reckless acts towards humans, your were damned to wield the power of the Shadows.
The only brightly lit cell in this Netherrealm prison was the only thing on Raiden's mind. He figured you can't operate in the shadows if people can see you at all times, right?
Your wolffish grin grew wider at the sound of boots ascending down the halls towards you. Even in a weakened state you managed to get up and lean against the bars, taunting the man that put you here before he even arrived. Even though you gave him props for proving to hold his own when it came to protecting Earthrealm, you just couldn't help your nature.
The commanding echo of his step stopped in front of your cell. The seven foot tall being hadn't shown his glowing red eyes yet his authoritative stance spoke for him, but you weren't phased. Not budging an inch.
"The power hungry Thunder God graces me with his presence on this day. I'm honored."
Upon hearing your mocking, purring tone, a flicker of irritation crossed his hidden face, but it was quickly replaced by a cold, unyielding gaze as he gazed at you with those piercing, bright red eyes.
"The honor is not yours to claim," he rumbled, his deep baritone voice echoing off the stone walls. "I am here to ensure you have not found a way to manipulate your way out of this cell."
"Sounds like you missed me." you said. "I don't blame you. We shared a lot of time together under those stars..."
His eyes narrowed and a muscle jumped in his clenching jaw. The audacity of you at this very moment. Knowing good and well you were mocking him with sarcasm. Raiden reached through the bars, gripping your chin firmly as he tilted your face up to meet his gaze. His thumb brushed over the delicate bone, a faint echo of the tenderness he once held for you. He hated with every bit of him that you were right. He did miss you and the short time you shared before you lost it all.
"Do not test me," he warned, your name falling from his lips and his voice low and stern. "My patience has limits, and you walk a fine line. I will not hesitate to strike you down if you give me cause."
Despite his harsh words, there was a hint of uncertainty in his eyes. A distant memory of the touches you once shared, the nights spent holding beneath the moonlight. Could there still be a spark of the woman he loved underneath the red crackles and targeted sarcasm? The opaque shadows that would dare not show face in his presence only because of the light that holds you back from wreaking havoc in the Netherrealm?
No...He pushed the thought away, steeling himself against the sentiment. You made your choices, and now you would face the consequences. Raiden would not be the one to spare you from the fate you had forged with your own hands.
He released your chin abruptly, stepping back as he teleported himself into the little cell right in front of you. He sighed deeply before reaching up and wrapping his calloused hand around your neck, to your surprise. You weren't able to get out a snarky remark about how eager he must've been to get this close to you again as his hand tightened a fraction, but it still left your breathing limited. You wrapped both hands around his forearm and started gasping softly, a half smirk still managing its way to your lips.
"Raiden-"
"On your knees."
You grunted as he pushed you down to the cold, unyielding ground. Now face to face with his clothed crotch, he grabbed a fistful of your hair and made you look at him. The bright light that dangled above making you dizzy from not being able to activate a single ounce of your powers. He looked down at you with a mix of emotions. Disdain, disappointment, but most of all, hopelessness. Perhaps a small part of him wishes he didn't have to do this. He didn't want to have to force you to submit in order to get his point across, but you forced his hand long ago when his realm was in danger.
The way you seemed so unapologetic, and maybe even taking pleasure in this had heat pooling in the pit of his stomach and blood rushing to his pants. As much as he hated to admit it, the sight of you eagerly awaiting to take orders--or, maybe, defy them--was doing something for him.
Raiden gazed down at you, taking note of how you looked with his grip in your hair as he made you maintain eye contact. The light above you emphasizing the defiant set of your jaw and the glint of mischief in your eyes. He felt that surge of heat again, a long-forgotten hunger that stirred within the deepest depths of his unconscious mind. As much as he despised your defiance, a part of him couldn't help but be drawn to it. To be tempted by the challenge you presented.
"Open." he commanded, watching how your body reacted to his proximity. Your nails curling into the war-torn uniform you sported centuries ago when preparing to battle against him. You weren't quick to obey just yet, eyeing the adorned belt that sat pretty and shiny on his hips. Looking back up at him and slowly rolling out your tongue for him to see. He deliberately took his time undoing his belt and pants, the metal clasp clinking loudly in the charged silence of the cell. Your eyes not daring looking away from his caused a slight smirk to form for no more than three seconds.
As he slowly lowered his pants, your gaze remained locked with his, a combination of defiance and something else, something darker, sparkling in those haunting eyes. Raiden's heart pounded against his chest as he freed himself from the confines of his clothing and finally springing free, already hard and heavy with desire.
During your little time together, you two never actually got intimate. There wasn't enough time and honestly, Raiden feared he'd be too much for you, given his length and girth when fully erect. A swell of pride struck through him when your eyes widened slightly. Sensing that you felt ill prepared, yet up for the task anyway.
He tauntingly tapped your tongue to further the illusion that he was taking his time, instead, he suddenly pushed his hips forward with a groan to see how far he could get before you audibly made it obvious you couldn't take any more. He only got halfway before you made a muffled noise, and when you reached up to stop him, he swatted your hand away.
"You do not wield control here." he said between his teeth and blinked to stay focused. His mind only filled with the feeling of your throat constricting around the tip and your plump lips wrapped beautifully around half his sensitive flesh. He began thrusting at a reasonable pace, somehow getting harder when he noticed your fluttering eyes and upturned brows. Your hands desperately looking for something to do since you couldn't touch him.
He could feel you struggling but paid no heed to your silent pleas. He just kept pushing forward, burying himself deeper into the tight, slickness of your mouth.
Raiden's blood raged through his veins, his breath picking up as he lost himself in the sensation of you. The way you felt, the taste of you, the sound of your muffled moans vibrating around his shaft. It was almost too much, too intense. But he couldn't stop, couldn't pull away. Not yet. Not until he had taken his fill of you.
He thrusted harder, faster, chasing the pleasure that only you could give him. And as he did, he knew that no matter what happened, no matter where they ended up, this moment would be forever engraved in his mind. A reminder of the power you once held over him, even when you were at his mercy.
He came down your throat with a bellowing moan echoing off the walls, not caring who could hear on the other side of the stone wall. Slowly pulling out, you coughed and massaged your sore jaw. Swollen lips glistening and unable to curl into a smirk at the time. When he let go of your hair, you thought you might've had a chance at a break, but no. Again, the very illusion of sensuality was out of the question. Thrown out the window.
His large hand found your back as he pushed you to face the ground, ass in the air. He tore the clothes that clung to your body and tossed them like scraps. You shivered at the cold air hitting your bare skin, a soft whimper upon feeling it hit your damp folds. Raiden kneeled behind you with a shaking of his head. Gods be damned, he knew you were ethereal but being the one to see you in this state made him twitch.
You flinched when he slid himself in. It wasn't as quick or brutal as before, but there still wasn't leeway. He stopped halfway when your body tensed and a straining gasp. Gripping the ground like it could catch between your fingers. You exhaled and readjusted to rest your forehead.
"More." you said. Voice above a whisper and your back arching further. He chuckled. Chuckled.
You squeezed against him as he followed through, essentially sucking him in to make this go by quicker. Your stomach in knots and your brain nothing but void. A loud mewl being forced from your throat in response to his first thrust. Thighs trembling and tears prickling at the corners of your eyes. But you were determined more than anything to prove him wrong.
His gloved hands gripped your hips as he drove into you with only half aggression. He could be harsh, so so harsh, but you were still the woman he once loved. A woman that he one day might've let bear his children. The last thing he'd want is to make this painful or tortuous. From where you stood, only the first string of stokes were painful, but it eventually melted into pleasure and had you singing like a canary. Your fist hitting the ground once to steel your frame of mind and not completely collapse beneath him.
Raiden could feel his own release intensifying, his movements growing more erratic as he chased that blissful feeling. But he held back for a moment, determined to take you with him, to hear you say his name as you came undone alongside him.
"You cannot hold out on me forever," he rasped, uttering your name in a deep moan. The more he chased and the more he was set on making sure your climax was just as great, he started to picture it all over again. A family. His family. You, walking around in the glow of pregnancy. Already on your third kid while the other kids run around with each other. Him having to constantly tell you to let him take care of the house. How you'd look sleeping with a protective hand on your belly when he wasn't there for the night, handling Godly affairs.
Then he glanced down at how it looked when you took his incredible so well. How it would look with his hot seed spilling out of you. Dripping down your thighs because it was just too much. The bounce of your ass against his hips made him forget the evil look in your eyes when you so brazenly stood against him. Once he snapped out of it, you were cumming with a drawled guttural moan. Eyes focusing and unfocusing as your senses reset. Feeling hot and cold at the same time. His grip tightening on your hips as he came too, unable to halt his gliding thrusts as your slick was making this all too easy to keep moving.
Raiden only stopped once he saw the very thing that flashed in his mind not even twenty seconds before. Your cum-stuffed heat already full and dripping. The back of your thighs sticky with sweat and remnants of his seed. He shuddered and took a deep breath, unsheathing himself before slumping against the wall. You were still there. Cheek on the ground, sweat on you like another layer of skin, and teardrops staining the ground. Way too tired to even blink.
You felt his hands-- gentle--sit you up and pull you to his armor clad chest. Head on his shoulder and body limp as he held you. Like how he used to 500 years ago. When the moon was full and you smiled ear to ear in its glow. He lifted his hand to use his electricity and put out the blinding light that cast in the cell. He could feel you already starting to move in the pitch blackness to recharge. If this were thirty minutes prior, you'd be breaking out in no time. Instead, a warm smile spread across his usual frowning face as your fingers intertwined with his.
Pairing/s: Kung Lao x Fem!Reader x Raiden
Warning/s: NOT PROOFREAD, (18+) SMUT like juicy pure smut, voyeurism, 69 position, cunnilingus, blowjobs, handjobs, making out, afab anatomy (u got a hairless coochie), p in v sex, multiple positions, dom!reader, sub!characters
Word Count: 6.2k
Summary: You wanna try getting into a dominant role for once with Kung Lao and Raiden.
Author's note: oh my god finally posted this akdhsdahdj they're both so breedable i wanna see them shaking and whimpering
you were one of madam bo's waitresses in her teahouse, a favorite of hers actually since you were kung lao and raiden's childhood best friend and one of her trainees. the three of you were her students, training in martial arts and such until liu kang found you─well, only the two boys. you politely declined the god's offer, telling him you weren't interested in it and that you're place was with madam bo.
however, madam bo took your "no" as an offense and just couldn't accept it as your answer since she had spent her entire life training you for this moment. she told you that it would be best if you three were never apart, that your limits would go above and beyond if you were training together. kung lao immediately agreed with her and told you, "we're Fengjian's Fiercest, remember? we're inseparable."
raiden nodded, "you know we can't do this without you, (name)." he put his arm around your shoulder while smiling at you.
the friendly pressure from the people you care about around you really gave you some kind of confidence boost, especially liu kang's words of encouragement that you had the potential skill and drive to become one of earthrealm's defenders. so you agreed as kung lao's yells of excitement echoed in the walls of the teahouse.
what could go wrong? was your initial thought when you accepted liu kang's proposal, but you did not expect so many bizarre things to happen when you started this new life; training and learning different techniques with a bunch of new faces, discovering new secrets of both earthrealm and its rival realm outworld, battled alternative versions of yourself, and even saved your timeline.
it was a long and exhausting experience, but you prevailed alongside kung lao and raiden. they were truly the rocks that kept you grounded with them, always being there to support and protect you if needed.
this entire phenomenon had you three growing much closer to each other than before, and it was both in the sexual and romantic aspects of the relationship. in all honesty, in all of your past relationships, you were one to be timid and in a submissive position that had you growing a desire to be the one in control for once but you were still a bit too hesitant to do so with kung lao and raiden. however, it was only when you three started this life that every day you're there to witness the progress they've been making along the way and how mature they were becoming─well maybe only for a bit with kung lao, his ego continued only to grow─that had you strongly reeling into the desire once more.
it was no help that they also started to physically change; both kung lao's and raiden's muscles in their arms had become slightly more defined, there was a time you caught a glimpse of their shirtless toned bodies and their delicious pecs kissed your eyes. it had fed your dirty fantasies to the brim. you would love nothing more but to just litter their chests with lipstick stains, bite marks, and scratches while hearing them begging and whimpering.
just thinking about it didn't progress you into what you wanted so you finally decided to take action and go bold into this relationship.
with raiden always being the one who would leave you breathless as he floods your senses with the waves of his words, you instead took in the reigns of making flirty comments as well; such as starting to mutter dirty things closely into raiden's ear and just walking away without looking back at his wide-eyed state and completely flustered.
with kung lao, he had a tendency of grabbing and groping you when he was coincidentally in the same secluded areas as you were in, amused by the way you would squeal and slap his arm with a pout. so you took a bolder path than him and got really touchy─and i mean "accidentally" brushing against his nether regions; sometimes while sitting during meal times, he'd jolt in surprise as he felt your foot rubbing all over his leg to the surface of his crotch. the way he shifts and fidgets in his seat has raiden or liu kang asking if he was alright and kung lao would just softly cough and awkwardly smile in response. on the other hand, kenshi and johnny definitely knew what was going on but decided to simply playfully side-eye each other then to you and laugh amongst themselves at your unbothered expression.
surprisingly, this newfound bravery of yours lasted for months. never seem to want to stop now.
soon enough, these antics of yours had them wanting more; for instance, they'd (mostly kung lao) occasionally pull you away from whatever you were doing to spend a brief moment with you exchanging kisses all over each other's faces─you would purposely avoid their lips to lure out a satisfying whine from their throats.
however, it just wasn't enough. you needed to completely dominate them, to permit themselves to give in to their submission for you, to push them past their facade.
leading up to this moment where you now admire your dolled-up self; a gorgeous dark-colored underwear set hugs your figure with a matching sheer robe to complete the outfit (thank you johnny cage). your confidence boosting through the roofs of your senses and a surge of excitement rushes into your veins as you settle yourself on the rose-petal-covered bed and wait for the arrival of your two lovers.
you had told them that you needed something repaired in your room and that it was a bit too complicated for you to figure out alone, a pathetic excuse in all honesty but you couldn't think of anything that didn't spoil the surprise you had for them. they agreed to help and said that they'd come to you after their training today. it was probably a see-through plan and you could at least expect kung lao to realize it sooner or later.
the familiar voice of your favorite razor-brimmed hat boyfriend and their footsteps touched your ears sending a wide anticipating smile to decorate your face in an attempt to hide in your eagerness to just aggressively pull them in.
"did you see the look on tomas' face? i have once again bested him, and he wasn't even holding back this time." kung lao boasted, his victory in the duel with the shirai ryu second-in-command feeding into his ego yet again.
"you're improving on your moves kung lao, im proud of you." raiden complimented him as they neared your bedroom door.
kung lao smirked and laughed, "it's just the natural gift of greatness that the great kung lao blessed upon me."
raiden playfully rolled his eyes, "next we're gonna focus on your humility." holding your door handle, and sliding the wood to the side to enter.
"pfft, i'd like to see you tr─" he gets cut off as he bumps into raiden's back, "what are you doing?"
the thunder lad doesn't respond, only pulling kung lao from behind to stand by his side to get a clearer view of what caused him to stop in his tracks.
their eyes almost bulged out of their sockets as they took in and swept their attention to your very stunning figure displayed on the bed. was there a special occasion that they forgot? was it their anniversary already? that didn't seem right though, raiden would've remembered something as important as that which brought him to an internal panic, while kung lao
“are you just gonna stand there and leave the door open for everyone to see—well i mean i don't mind if that’s your thing.” you teased as you pushed yourself off the bed to stand.
they are instantly snapped back into reality and scrambled to close the door-locking it in the process.
once the door was secured, they were slowly lured back and approached you with eyes in a haze, drinking in the sight of you; mesmerized with the way the undergarments complimented the color of your skin and how it accentuated the alluring shape of your body. they have always truly believed that they were favored by the elder gods in some way, to be granted an opportunity to have a goddess like you in their lives still seemed so unreal to them. but here you were, bringing them to their knees. in all honesty, if this is all merely a dream, they are begging to all the gods of earthrealm and outworld not to wake them.
you reached your hand out to both men, which they took immediately, and pulled them close to you.
raiden and kung lao were on their knees with their bare upper bodies skillfully tied in thick rope and arms restricted behind them. they were aching with such desire and need as they watched your lustrous bare body strut its way toward the big bed.
you finally turn to them, kung lao lowly groans at the sight of your breasts, nipples hard and lonely. he wanted to break out of these constraints, grab you, and engulf them in his mouth or, better yet, squeeze his warm cock between them while you suck his tip.
raiden, on the other hand, was in a trance. Mesmerized by the holy sight occupying the sacred place between your thighs─so bare, delicate, and, he bets, soaking wet with want. he could feel himself salivating as the surface of his tongue started to tingle and his throat went dry, urging him to crawl between your legs─to satiate his thirst. earthrealm's champion was always so keen on being of service to others, so in this scenario, he would gladly be your personal pleaser. just sit on his face and he's absolutely content with life.
"awww, look at my precious boys." you cooed them, plopping down on the edge of the bed and leaning back on your arms, "do you want me?"
they both quickly nodded while whimpering out a breathless yes and please.
you giggled before dropping your body flat onto the mattress. the sexual tension was so thick and steamy that the pants they were wearing started to feel extremely tight. all they could do was watch as you feel yourself up, your hands all over your body, the way you rubbed your thighs in front of them─kung lao let out a particularly pornographic loud moan as his arms harshly tugged and fought the ropes.
"... (name)..." he begged, "i need you."
you then placed your hands on the back of your thighs and spread them wide open.
"oh...by the elder gods," raiden whimpered, drool beginning to form in the corners of his mouth.
kung lao hurriedly shuffled his way closer to you, head resting on the softness of your inner thighs, "please allow me, (name). i'll give you so much." his eyes were darkened with lust and his voice began to crack.
you let out a soft chuckle before putting your middle and ring finger into your mouth, sucking and soaking it with your saliva then trailing it down to your waiting hole and smearing them with the wetness of your juices.
kung lao's tongue darts out for a moment to lick his dry lips before parting his lips in thirst, "let me taste you, (name)."
silence is his reply as you sit up on one arm, legs still spread, and take your drenched fingers out of your pussy and into his mouth, which kung lao immediately wraps his lips around. he groaned at your delectable taste, savoring the tingles running across his tastebuds. his eyes fluttered close as the wet muscle in his mouth licked every inch of your fingers, kung lao desperately needed more─he needed to have his mouth french-kissing your pussy folds and leaving hickeys along your beautiful breasts.
he was about to dive deep between your legs, but as if you could read his mind, you quickly and gently pushed him back down with your foot.
"that's as close as you can get to tasting me for now, lao." you smirked, "raiden goes first since he was obedient and patient."
kung lao whined and groaned as he kept tugging on the ropes of his restraints. you let out a displeased 'tsk' causing him to cease immediately and shuffle himself away from you in regret. could you blame him? you were absolutely irresistible. could you blame him for wanting to feel your beautiful skin against his? kung lao just wanted to show you how much he desired you.
your eyes shift to the thunder lad still on his knees with lidded eyes filled with lust, entranced by the glistening wetness of your pussy. you could see the tent in his boxers, the size of him got your insides doing cartwheels. raiden may be humble and all innocent but gods he sure was packing a whole lot.
"come to me, raiden." you beckon him forward.
raiden slowly stands up before making his way towards your seated figure, eyes still fixed between your legs.
once he was close to you, you stood up from the mattress and reached your hands out to trail along his muscular arms. he sighed at the contact and fought the urge to moan, he was absolutely getting turned on by every second. eyes not faltering from yours, he felt your hands finally find his tied-up wrists and then skillfully unknotted the ropes as they hit the floor with a soft thud noise.
you grab his hand and pull him close to your body, both your bare upper bodies connecting each other, he's in ecstasy for a moment before you push him back on the mattress. he falls with a soft oof and puts himself upright through his elbows.
you let out a soft giggle, standing between his parted legs, "you are always so cute raiden. you like being my good boy." you then sat on his lap grinding your bareness against the material of his boxers, feeling his hard-on.
raiden lets out a strained groan, the wetness of your hole seeping through his fabric. gods, he wants to taste you so bad.
he was such a vision under you, writhing and a submissive expression plastered on his face as your grinding never ceases its speed.
you then pulled his upper body up towards you and wrapped your arms around him making him automatically engulf your middle with his strong arms, your breasts squished in between and nipples graze his chest. he doesn't wait a moment to smash his lips against yours, the sudden action made you squeal in delight before kissing him back with the same aggression.
he sensed your arms disappear around his neck and felt your hands on the waistband of his boxers. knowing where this would go, raiden willingly grabbed the clothing for you and fumbled them down his legs. bareness of your sexes comes in contact that causes both of you to hiss in pleasure, you quickly detach your lips from his and push his upper body back down the mattress, "scoot yourself up the bed for me, my darling."
wanting to keep you satisfied and praising him, raiden nodded and dragged himself to lie his entire body on the bed. he watches as you turn your body around, your full ass right above his face, and the sight of your pretty pussy greeting his eyes, "we're gonna find out what else that mouth is good for."
raiden has been waiting for this moment.
the moment you lowered your aching wet pussy onto his open mouth, he immediately wrapped his arms around your thighs with his hands gripping your ass and hungrily buries his tongue deep inside your slick walls. the sudden action almost made you fall off of him but you regained your balance and began to grind against the spine tingling licks from his tongue.
"hmmm, fuck... slow down raiden~" you moaned loudly, head lolling back as he sucked your folds, "yes, my love, you're such a good boy for me." you mewled.
that made raiden groan deeply into your cunt, the vibrations hitting every nerve in your body causing you to lean back and grip his head closer to your heat. he licks and kisses on whatever his tongue gets on, spreading your juices into the surface of his taste buds─drinking every drop you give him.
you try to focus on anything else to avoid cumming in an instant, then your eyes land on his hard aching cock laying on his stomach, its precum dripping onto his skin─the delicious sight made you smirk. you spat into your hand and bent your upper body towards his lower, your spit-covered hand grabbed his cock giving it a few pumps to which raiden let out an inaudible moan and tensed the muscles in his hips.
you let out a sultry giggle before giving his tip a few kitten licks. the salty flavor warming on your tongue running through your bloodstream, tingling until everything was buzzing and turning you on even more; encouraging you to spit out more saliva all over the length of his cock, your tongue flattening itself out to trail against a prominent vein on the shaft. you could feel raiden's actions on your pussy faltering as you continue to torture him with your muscle.
his hands unable to keep themselves still, they trail across every part of your lower body, palming your ass cheeks, massaging your thighs, gripping your waist─he loved your everything, he felt like he was in the presence of a goddess. raiden would worship the ground you walked on.
raiden's train of thought comes to an immediate stop when he felt you finally wrap your lips around his swollen tip then slowly started deepthroating and swallowing every inch of his cock. you continued to engulf him until you felt it kiss the back of your throat, "w-wait, (name)!" you heard him let out a choked groan which caused you to let out a satisfied hum. you started a slow pace of bobbing your head up and down his slick cock alongside your hand that was wrapped around where your throat can't reach.
raiden's mind was in such a haze and on the verge of blacking out due to the overwhelming pleasure. he would jerk his hips into your throat whenever your tongue swirled around the vein on his shaft and the slit of his tip, listening to the way you make soft choking sounds around him. he even almost forgot about your dripping pussy pulsating and open for him, raiden needed to make you cum before he did.
you glanced at kung lao the sight almost making you cum right there; his cock was swollen, his precum leaking so much, the tip red and twitching as his eyes never leave the sight of your bodies and the mouth on his best friend's cock.
he lets out soft pants and whimpers, still tugging on the restraints, "(name), im sorry. please, I'll be good. i promise." he cries, starting to dry hump the air.
you give nothing but a wink before going back to deepthroating raiden's cock with your eyes still fixated on kung lao's shivering figure. he let out a frustrated sound as he watches the cock disappear in your mouth, moans escaping your throat, he was so close to cumming as you suddenly popped it out and repeatedly tapped the tip on your tongue.
while you torture kung lao with your actions, raiden was beyond ecstasy. he didn't stop eating you out─nor did he ever want to stop─he was breathless and his face was drenched in your wetness yet his tongue did not cease its actions along your slick folds and swollen clit.
you feel the pressure of your climax approaching and you squeaked in pleasure while unconsciously starting to grind hastily into his mouth to bring yourself closer.
the lightning lad groaned, also close to exploding his load inside your mouth, and to avoid it raiden solely focused on burying his face as deep as he could to allow his tongue to explore your gummy walls.
suddenly everything stops, he feels your weight leave his face and his cock is hit with a cold breeze, raiden could do nothing but helplessly feel his climax fading.
he whines, "no, please (name), im so close. sit back down, i desire more of your taste please." he tries to snatch your hips back but you quickly turn your body around.
raiden let out a loud moan as he watches you position your dripping swollen pussy hovering over his cock. he shudders at the sensation of you teasing the tip─brushing along the folds of your sensitive pussy, and finally slowly sinking down his shaft, the thickness and length stretching you out so good. your saliva and his precum acting as lube for your cunt to smoothly swallow such a size.
"want you to cum inside me, raiden." you moaned out, finally feeling his cock fully snug inside you─which almost made raiden cum, "breed me good, yeah?"
that got raiden to drift to unholy places; the image of your hole filled with his seed had him nodding eagerly, not even caring about anything anymore, his focus was now solely on making sure you kept every drop of him inside your womb.
you start to move your hips up and down his cock, and loud moans escape you both as the pleasure rapidly returns. raiden sucked in a breath and tightly shut his eyes for a moment to enjoy the feeling of your warm walls hugging his cock so good.
he lets out a soft whine as you place your hands flat on his sweaty chest, using all your strength to bounce your ass harder onto his thighs.
the sounds of skin slapping on skin and breathless whimpers filled the room, and the only words that he could audibly muster were please and faster while he bucked his hips upward, raiden whined as your pussy clenched and squeezed around his cock.
he trailed his brown eyes down to your bouncing breasts, the way they jiggled made raiden dig his fingers deeper into your flesh. by the elder gods, he couldn't take it anymore and was absolutely pussy drunk that he may just cum any second.
"you're absolutely divine my love." raiden managed to breathe out, "so perfect."
you took your hands off his chest and placed them on both sides of raiden's head making you continuously bounce harder and grind on his cock. raiden then bent his knees, trailed his hands to grip the flesh of your asscheek, and placed his feet on the mattress to fuck himself up into you deeper.
this caused you to tilt your head back as the volume of your moans increases, his balls repeatedly slapping against your ass every time he pushes himself up overstimulating the nerves running across your skin.
"oh fuck raiden... yes!" you mewled out, the pressure inside you starting to snap as his cock's tip hits your sweet spot over and over again.
"please, my love... come kiss me." raiden begged, wrapping his arms around your middle and bringing your head down close to his panting face, sweaty chests touching and grazing each other. you grip his head between your hands, caressing his cheeks with your thumbs, before connecting your lips into his; teeth and tongue automatically finding each other. his hips slightly faltered but regained its rhythm as you grind your hips to chase after that feeling.
from the floor, kung lao twitched and struggled, absolutely hypnotized as raiden gripped your asscheeks and spread them wide for kung lao to helplessly watch his best friend's cock shaft slide in and out deep inside of your soaking pussy. with the sight of both your juices building up around raiden's base, kung lao wanted nothing more but to get a taste─even just a little lick.
he continues to hump the air, matching raiden's thrusts. he could feel himself wanting to orgasm but he could only do it inside you, kung lao needs to feel your wet walls sucking every inch of him while he pumps you full of his seed.
you detach your lips from raiden's to stare at his deep brown eyes filled with adoration and desire, his gaze so soft and sweet you could melt from its warmth. how could such a man have such a connection with your soul like this? how could he tug the strings to your heart so well? why is he so infuriatingly beautiful? you practically could see his pupils turn into hearts dancing across the features of your face, taking every fragmented second of this moment to a whole until your entirety─your every skin, strand, fluid─of a being was completely engraved in his mind.
raiden would rather forget his very own name and give up his god-given powers before he ever forgets you.
before you get to say anything, he smashes his lips against yours again─addicted to the softness and plumpness of it─while wrapping you tightly connected to his body as his hips increase its speed settling with such an aggressive pace against yours. you loudly moan in his mouth, tongues intertwined, feeling his cock kiss the sweet spot over and over again, the orgasm in you getting too close.
raiden's hips begin to lose its rhythm in an instant, groaning around your mouth before stilling deep inside you. the heavy spurts of his cum inside you made you pull away from his lips to let out a loud moan as your orgasm hits at the same time; eyes so teary, body trembles as the shocks run through every nerve, and your juices mix in with his flowing down around his cock.
you are both breathless and covered in sweat, the post-orgasmic feeling engulfing your senses.
"you truly are a wonder, raiden." still lost for words and recovering from such passion.
"i could say the same for you, (name)." he moved one of his hands to cup your face and lovingly caress your cheek causing you to lean into the warmth of his palm.
almost forgetting about your favorite razor-brimmed hat man on the floor, you sit up on raiden's hips─cock still inside, mind you─to look back on kung lao's restrained state.
his head is hung low and his toned stomach decorated in the white spurts of his own orgasm, cock still twitching and red; he got off just watching you two fucking.
"awww, poor lao." you cooed while smirking, "does he need me?"
kung lao's head shot up and quickly nodded. he's desperate at this point, he doesn't even care about anything else. all he needs is you and your body pleasuring his. he's still pent up despite exploding his seed all over himself, such a waste he thought. kung lao watches you slowly lift your hips off raiden's─which raiden lets out a deep groan feeling his now limp cock slip out of the tightness of your walls─with his load still occupying your hole and could feel it trailing down your inner thigh causing shudders to erupt all over your skin. gods, how much did this man pump inside you? you then turn to face kung lao who eagerly shuffles his way to you.
you ploppped yourself down to sit on your knees on the edge of the bed, "i've neglected you enough, lao. could you please untie him raiden?" you cradle lao's head in your hands and lightly peck his forehead.
raiden sits up next to you to give you a soft kiss on your shoulder before standing to walk behind kung lao's kneeled figure and bending down to unknot the rope around his wrists.
the moment kung lao felt his restraints loosen, he quickly pulled his arms up and grabbed you by the waist.
you let out a squeak but was cut off by kung lao's lips smashing into yours.
with a gentle push, your lips disconnect from his, "you truly love misbehaving, lao."
"you should know that i am not the most patient man, especially when it involves you." he gave you a smug smirk then placed his lips on the length of your neck, nipping and kissing every inch of the skin.
from over kung lao's shoulder, you watch as raiden pulls the chair from the corner to the center of the room and sits comfortably. he leans back with his thighs spread and cock resting on his abdomen, still wet from your mixed cums, while he fixes his gaze on both of your connected bodies.
your attention goes back to kung lao who whispers in your ear, "i desperately need your mouth around me qīn."
it was a subtle beg but of course, he wouldn't reveal that too easily. the way his hands roam your backside and slightly grind his hips into you, kung lao just wants his way with you.
he watches as you give him a grin before going on all fours with your face directly in front of his still-hardened cock. you stared up at him through your lashes, eyes filled with lust and mischief, he felt his knees buckling at the sight of you like this. he held back the urge to shove himself into your mouth and fuck your skull, he had (little) self-control. kung lao lets out a deep sigh as you dart your tongue out and circle the tip of it around the tip of his cock, gathering up the juices that leak out.
you pull away and wrap your hand around him, starting with such slow strokes, "you taste so good lao." desire and a sultry purr dripping in the tone of your voice.
kung lao moans at the warmth of your hand, giving small thrusts as you pump him.
letting out a giggle, you decided not to prolong it any longer. you kiss his tip before finally engulfing his entire length into your mouth. kung lao immediately moves one of his hands to thread his fingers into your hair. the tightness and wetness urges him to break that he suddenly shoves the entirety of his cock into you in a single thrust making you gag, and to his surprise, you place your hands onto his thighs and deepen him further into your mouth until you felt it hit on the back of your throat. tears prick out onto the corners of your eyes as you stare from beneath your lashes at kung lao's breathless state; his mouth parted letting out soft pants and his eyes fixated on your lips wrapped so well around him. as enticing as your breasts look, kung lao knew that he did not have enough within him and was nearly reaching his edge to be able to fully indulge between them.
"f-fuck, so good, qīn." kung lao was absolutely in ecstasy, "gonna move now, yeah?"
with a small nod from you, kung lao starts moving his hips back and forth─slowly pushing in and then pulling himself out, cock glistening in your saliva as he runs his tip across your lips before shoving himself back in. he does this a couple of times, watching such a cock drunk expression on your face every time he pulls out and the way spit drools out from the corner of your mouth─kung lao wished he had one of johnny's cameras to capture this moment, to keep stored this memory forever.
his hand has a firm grip on the back of your head, obsessed with the feeling of your throat convulsing around his cock shaft and tongue swirling the tip and underside of the shaft. lewd slurping and gagging sounds fill the room turning kung lao on even more and causing him to let out a loud groan then moving both his hands to grip each side of your head to increase the pace of his hips.
you moaned at the sudden change of pace desperately trying to take kung lao's needy thrusts.
"mmmmm such a perfect fucking throat..." the whimper in his voice did not go unnoticed, "so tight... oh by the gods─"
kung lao felt like he was just in one of his lewd dreams, to see and fully experience face-fucking his childhood crush didn't seem to register in his brain enough─thinking that someone as attractive as you would even give him this type of attention was impossible─you were just so out of his league. he was honestly waiting to wake up any minute now, but for now he'd savor this moment with you. hips now faltering, his orgasm so close to the edge.
you notice that his head was in the clouds again, the way he was mumbling to himself and his eyes shut tight. it was obvious as well that he was close to cumming but, you thought he deserved something better.
as kung lao continuously increased the pace of his hips and reaching for the edge he'd been desperately waiting for, he suddenly felt cold; he quickly opened his eyes and saw you pull away from his aching cock. with that, the pressure of his nearing orgasm fades from him causing him to whine in frustration.
"nononono...! qīn please, i was so close!”
“i don’t care, come fuck me already lao.” you fall back onto the mattress with your legs bent and spread.
as fast as he can, kung lao went between your legs and proceeded to rub his tip against the wet folds of your cunt—sending jolts of pleasure all over his body. your and raiden’s cum still mixed deep inside you, kung lao deeply groans as the juices seeped out and coated his entire tip. mesmerized by your state and close to exploding, he grabs his cock and inserts himself into your hole. the mixed cum easily sliding his thick shaft all the way in until his pelvis hits your asscheeks.
you bit your lip as you try to control and navigate yourself through the overstimulating pleasure that erupted throughout, you bet your walls were still molded into raiden’s cock shape because of how hard he fucked you. now, it was kung lao’s turn to absolutely wreck you from the inside out.
he settled for a decent pace, hands placed under your knees and pushing them close to your chest with his lidded eyes still staring at your connected bodies—loving the squelching sounds every time he thrusts deep into you—and keeping himself from cumming too soon.
“faster lao, fuck me faster please~” you moaned out with hands outstretched, signaling him to bend himself down to you.
he obliged without a second thought and shifted his arms to wrap around your middle, bringing your chest to his—squeezing each other impossibly close—and legs clinging around his waist. you quickly placed your arms onto his shoulders and gripped his head close to yours, feeling his teeth bite into your shoulder.
with such intimacy and lust thickening around you both, kung lao has his hips accelerating in a mind boggling speed that has you moaning uncontrollably into his ear and eyes traveling back into your head. at this point he’s also as sex-drunk as you; his thrusts were out of rhythm but he didn’t care, fucking you has been on his mind the moment he laid his eyes on you and he could finally realize and accept that this definitely wasn’t a dream, kung lao loves you to death and he’ll make sure you know he does.
your wet walls contracting around his shaft pushes him to pull away from your shoulder and aggressively push his lips into yours. tongues intertwining in a shower of exchanging saliva between your mouths, it was disgustingly hot and heavy that gave kung lao the final push.
with one final thrust, kung lao snapped his hips deep still as he groaned into your mouth and felt a warm heavy load filled you to the brim. he also oddly felt his abdomen soaking wet; when he breathlessly pulled his head away from yours to look down, he came to find out that you had squirted all over him. kung lao noticed how you trembled in his arms and an exhausted fucked out expression put on your face.
“gods, that was the most intense sex i’ve ever had.” you chuckled, laying yourself down to the bed.
lao smirked, “and you’re absolutely amazing, qīn. wanna go again?”
you lightly laugh, “easy lao, even i don’t think i have that much in me to handle you both at the same time again."
“you need some rest my love, let us clean you.” you look at raiden who now stands beside kung lao and has, what seems to be, a small damp towel in hand.
kung lao pulled out, grunting at the sight of all your cum leaking out, and pulled himself away for a moment, falling back onto the chair that raiden previously sat on. composing himself back to normal before picking up his boxers and walking out the door--telling you that he's gonna make a quick trip to the kitchen and prepare you some snacks and water.
you give raiden a soft loving smile, watching him wipe away the fluids around your nether regions, “you both always seem to leave me breathless every single time. i love you and kung lao so much.”
with raiden being raiden, he returned the affection with a kiss on the cheek, “as what we said before (name), you complete us. it’ll always be us three against the world if need be.”
A/N: this took too long im so sorry but i finally did it, my motivation to do things fluctuates and it be really annoying sometimes :')) anyways hope u enjoyed this and let me know what you think
this is a side blog, so yeah, if i interact with your stuff, it will not show up as this account, i apologize
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a reminder that reality is separate from fiction. i do NOT condone noncon and dubcon and cheating in real life, and i will delete any rude comments or asks
you'll find my writing under #tangerine writes and my reblogs of other's writing under #tangerine reblogs
rules
i only write for the fandoms listed down below under links
don't be rude when requesting and please don't send them in more than once
i'm not particularly comfortable writing incest or pedophilia or piss/scat, so please don't ask, i will delete them
i try to only write afab and amab to be inclusive so please refrain from using fem or male in your requests
if i'm just not feeling the request, i might delete them, and please do not be rude if you do not see your request
links
mortal kombat m.list || avatar the way of water m.list || fall out new vegas
