Notes: Minors don't interact please,(this idea popped into my head while I was eating sweets), basically full on breeding kink scenarios with Aamon, Xavier and Nolan. Use of words, cock, pussy and cunt. Implied relationship. Your Aamon's wife, mating press, a bit of dacryphilia, creampie, rough sex, nicknames used love/darling (Aamon). Your Xavier's fiancee, spooning, slow and gentle sex, light biting, kinda vouyerism?, nicknames used kitten/lil' kitty (Xavier), your Nolan's wife and Layla's mom in this, riding (cow girl position), soft sex, daddy kink, nicknames used babygirl/sweetheart (Nolan). As always reader is female.
Aamon
The both of you had talked about having kids, a few times. But it was Aamon who was definitely most eager to have a kid with you but knows that you don't want one yet so he waits. But of course, his patience would grow thin with the fact if you guys are already married for a few months or a year, that you still don't want to have a child. Aamon was getting itchy with you saying yes, but when you did, he was ecstatic. Unknowingly by you, Aamon had to keep track of your period since you'll be more fertile before it starts. So he won't be surprised when you say you missed your period, knowing now that his one goal in life is complete. To build a loving family with you.
You whimper and squirm in bed as Aamon relentlessly plowed himself into your tight hole. You two have been at it for at least two hours now. Your legs were pushed to your shoulders, rendering you physically unable to move fully or cover your pretty face with your delicate hands as your lover was fixated on thrusting into your tight warm cunt. Aamon groans, leaning down against you and catching your lips with his, his hips never stop grinding against yours, making you feel every vein and throb of his massive shaft making you cry softly into the kiss.
"A-Aamon.. I-It's too much! P-please-!" You pull away from the kiss and cry as he continues to thrust into your sensitive pussy.
A soft growl emitting from him as he feels you tighten making him close his eyes. His seed from earlier rounds was slowly slipping out of your hole. He looks at you once more, his sharp blue eyes staring into your teary ones making him feel euphoric as he pounds into your wet cunt.
"You're so pretty with those tears, my love.." He chuckles as he kisses your tears away, his hold on you was tightening and you knew he was going to cum again. You already felt so full with the previous amount of cum that he pumped into you in the earlier rounds.
"You're feel so good, darling.. I can't wait to see you rounded and full with my child.. you'll make a good mama for my child, hm?" He whispers into you ear with a soft groan, making you moan out a yes as his thrusts got sloppy.
"Don't worry about being alone when the time comes.. I'll always be right by your side and our child's. My darling, I love you so much.."
Xavier
Xavier wasn't against having kids, but in his situation right now. It was best to end the fight first against Alice the Demon Queen, herself and the Monastery of Light that's still after him. He knew about how you wanted to start a family with him someday, he would be lying if he said that the idea of having a family never went into his mind. Xavier loves you very much so, almost to the point he'd rather die than live if you end up not being by his side anymore. He's already like a father to Yin, Julian and Melissa since he looks after them so much, and to the three teenagers, they see you as their mother. Which basically makes the five of you, a family wherever you guys go. But he doesn't mind indulging you in your fantasies of having a child of his own. A child with yours and his blood.. soon, maybe.. once it's all over. He'll have a family with you, a peaceful and happy family of his own.
Xavier coos at you as you squirm and try grind your hips back against him, but his grip on you was firm as he slowly slid his shaft into you, making you moan his name softly. He places light kisses all over your neck and shoulder, continuing at his gentle pace.
"Quiet now, kitten.. you don't want to wake up the kids don't you?" Xavier whispers into your ear, his teeth nibbling on your earlobe. You shake her head and whimper a little, trying your best to stay quiet so neither Julian, Yin and Melissa, who were sleeping across the both of you, won't wake up. The soft blanket that's covering you both, shuffles lightly with each movement but it wasn't loud enough to be heard by the three sleeping teenagers who looked comfortable having their dreams.
You bit in a moan as Xavier hits your spot, your hands gripping the ones that were holding tightly onto your hips as you do your best to keep the moans from spilling out of your pretty lips. Xavier finds it amusing but doesn't comment on it as he continued to thrust into your warm walls. He groaned when you tightened on his cock, making him squeeze your hips in return.
"I love you so much.. soon, maybe.. we'll have a family just like you want.. I'll give you my seed.. and in return, hn.. you'll give me a child, isn't that right lil kitty?" You can feel his warm breath on your neck, whimpering as quiet as you could, nodding.
"That's my kitten.. s-soon, once this is all over. We'll do this as many times until you get pregnant. I swear it.."
Nolan
Nolan never wanted to part away from you and your daughter. But he needed to, in order to save the universe and repair the damage that has been spread. It's been over sixteen years since his disappearance without a word of goodbye. You always hoped that he would come back to you and your daughter. Layla looked exactly like Nolan while she inherited your personality. It was a cold night when a familiar face stood in front of your door making you tear up.
Nolan breathes heavily, planting kisses along your neck and chest. Your legs around his waist and your arms around his shoulders.
"I missed you.. I missed you so much, sweetheart." Nolan continues lay kisses on your neck while he guides your hips up and down, your pussy swallowing his cock inside making him groan softly when you tighten around him.
"I missed you too.. I missed you so much.." You cry softly as you cling to him tighter, letting him guide you as you take his cock inside your warm walls. You didn't know what to do if ever he has to go, you wanted him to stay. Nolan however intended to stay with you and Layla from now on. But he also wants to have another child with you after missing the many years he could've spent watching and taking care of Layla.
"You'll give me another child, yes babygirl?" Nolan thrusts up into you, you do your best to sync his thrusts, moaning everytime he hits that spot, going deep into your cervix making you moan loudly. Your husband moans when he feels you tighten around his cock, urging him to go at a slight faster pace.
"Let's give Layla a sibling, sweetheart.. but this time.. I'll stay.. I'll stay with you and the family that we've built.."
(I haven't seen a Nolan x Reader smut yet. But.. I hope I did good :'D)
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Julian (Mobile Legends: Bang Bang) x Reader Smut
Virgin!Julian, Aged-up!Julian, Overstimulation, Aquaintances-Friends-Lovers (in just two chapters), Female on top, Female reader, Marksman!Reader
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You were Melissa's friend from your line of work as a marksman-for-hire. That's when you became friends with Yin, Xavier, and Julian.
Julian. Julian's a different story.
Julian caught your eye the first time you saw him. He's just there, shy and quiet, yet has a very strong aura (and a handsome mien). He would leave immediately when he didn't want to join with the others fooling around.
You've saw him cleaning up his weapon in the living room, or doing his daily training outside the training grounds.
One time he came back home with minimal injuries. And you, the only person left in there (because Melissa told you to stay), offered to help and patch up Julian's injuries, in which he didn't get to deny because you already rushed to him with your medical kit.
Your interactions with Julian were somewhat limited, and wordless. And it's okay, you respect his boundaries after all. Sometimes you just wish to be able to have a conversation with him.
Until the next day.
You were training with Yin outside when Julian exited their shared home (or headquarters), he noticed you and Yin sparring, clearly seeing and believing that your skills were almost on par with Yin. Julian observed your sparring session with a critical eye, noting your technique and skill level. After a few moments, he approaches you two.
"You're improving, (name). But your stance needs work. Here..."
He moved behind you and adjusted your posture with his firm hands, standing close to you. "Like this. Keep your weight balanced and centered. It'll make you harder to knock off-balance in a real fight."
His touch lingered a moment longer than necessary before he stepped back, red eyes intense as they met yours. "Any questions about form or technique? I can show you some advanced maneuvers if you think you can handle them."
Your eyes widened for a split second, as Yin stared at the two of you with a knowing smile. This was the first time Julian had come up to you and talk.
"Ah," you nodded, "this feels much better. Thank you, Julian." You smiled at him. "I gladly take up your offer to teach me advanced moves."
Julian held your gaze a beat longer, something unreadable flickered in his crimson eyes before he looked away.
"Alright. Meet me at dawn tomorrow in the training yard. Don't be late."
He turned to leave, but paused and glanced back over his shoulder. "And (name)... good work today. Keep pushing yourself."
With that rare compliment, he strided off towards the headquarters, leaving you standing there with Yin's amused grin and the lingering warmth of his touch on your body.
Time passed, and it's already the dawn of the day you were going to meet and train with Julian. You were in time when you arrived and he was already there.
"Hello, Julian. Thank you for agreeing to meet me," you greeted with a kind smile.
Julian stood motionless as you approached, his red eyes cutting through the early morning mist to fix on you. He nodded once in acknowledgment of your greeting.
"Dawn training. As agreed." His voice was low and steady, betraying no hint of enthusiasm or reluctance. "We'll start with footwork drills to improve your agility and balance. Then move on to more complex attack sequences."
He began circling you slowly, assessing your stance and posture with a critical eye. "Remember, in battle, every movement must serve a purpose. Waste no energy on unnecessary motions."
Suddenly, he lunged forward, moving with blinding speed. His hand shoots out, stopping just short of your throat. "Anticipate. React. That's the key to survival. Now you try. Attack me."
With stealth, light and relaxed movements, you sent a series of attacks in Julian's direction.
Julian dodged and deflected your attacks with fluid grace, his movements precise and economical. He counterd each strike effortlessly, his gloved hand a blur as it weaved a defensive pattern around him.
"Good. Your reflexes are sharp. But you telegraph your intentions." He suddenly gripped your wrist, twisting just shy of painful. "An experienced fighter will read these tells and exploit them."
Releasing you, he stepped back and assumed a ready stance. "Again. This time, focus on hiding your true target. Mislead your opponent with feints and false openings."
His crimson eyes bore into yours, intense and unwavering. "Show me you can adapt. Prove you have the discipline to master deception. Because in our line of work, hesitation... indecision... they get you killed."
You nodded, every word ingrained in you. You quickly adapted to his instructions. Still calm in your demeanor, confident, and light in your movements, you attacked and evaded Julian's movements. There were times that Julian landed a hit on you, yet you showed no reaction to the pain.
Julian watched you intently as you adapt your technique, nodding slightly in approval at your improved performance. He continued to press the attack, testing your defenses and forcing you to react.
"Better. Much better." His voice carried a note of grudging respect. "You learn quickly, (name). A valuable trait in our profession."
He landed a solid hit to your ribs, the impact jolting through your body. But he doesn't let up, driving forward relentlessly. "Pain is inevitable in combat. What matters is how you respond to it. Let it fuel your determination, not distract you."
Suddenly, he dropped his guard and took a step back, his chest rising and falling with exertion.
"Enough for now. You've shown promise today. With continued practice, you may yet become a formidable fighter."
You were a bit shocked that the training session was finished, but it just sinked in now that you're starting to feel fatigued. You calmed your breathing for a few seconds, then replied wih a smile, "Ah, thank you, Julian. You are a tremendous help."
You knew it was a risk, but you ended up asking anyway, "Should we set up another training session?"
Julian paused, considering your request. A flicker of something - surprise, perhaps, or a hint of warmth - passed through his usually impassive features before it's quickly suppressed. "Another session?" He asked, his tone neutral but with an undercurrent of curiosity. "You're eager to improve your skills. I can appreciate that dedication."
He looked away briefly, seeming to weigh his options. "Very well. We can train again tomorrow at dusk. Same location."
His gaze returned to you, intense and searching. "But don't mistake this for friendship, (name). I'm not here to be your friend or mentor. I'm here to ensure you survive long enough to prove your worth. Understood?"
You stared back down at him. "Of course, I understand. See you tomorrow," you quickly matched his serious tone, yet you wondered when will you crack Julian's tough walls and become his friend.
Julian nodded curtly at your understanding, a flicker of approval in his crimson eyes. "Good. Be prepared. I won't go easy on you just because we've established a routine."
He started to walk away, but then paused, glancing back over his shoulder. "And (name)?" His voice was low, almost hesitant. "If you ever need... advice. On anything related to the guild or your training. My door is open. Within reason."
With that cryptic offer, he disappeared into the shadows of the training yard, leaving you to ponder the complexities of the man behind the stoic facade. As the sun climbed higher in the sky, you found yourself looking forward to the challenges and revelations that tomorrow's training session might bring, determined to chip away at Julian's emotional walls one shared moment at a time.
And his words left a smile on your face.
Time had passed, and not once did you miss a training day with Julian. Today was once again, a day to meet him. Yin, Melissa and Xavier already noticed the blooming friendship between you and Julian, and they were very happy and supportive because they knew Julian needed someone to rely on. You came to the training ground as usual, in time, to see Julian early and waiting for you like he always did.
Standing motionless as a statue, Julian watched you approach with an unreadable expression. His posture is relaxed yet coiled, like a predator ready to spring into action at a moment's notice. As you draw closer, he inclined his head in a slight nod of acknowledgment.
"You're punctual. That's good. Punctuality is a sign of respect, and respect is earned, not given freely in our world." His deep, measured voice carries a note of approval. "Are you ready to begin, (name)? Or do you require more time to... prepare yourself mentally?"
There's a subtle emphasis on the last phrase, as if he's testing your resolve and commitment. His piercing red eyes study your face intently, searching for any signs of hesitation or doubt.
Yet my face showed a calm and confident expression. Anytime Julian might start hitting me, I am ready to fight back.
"Of course I'm ready. Any time, Julian."
A ghost of a boyish smirk flickered across Julian's face at your confident response, gone as quickly as it appeared. He nodded, a glint of approval in his crimson eyes.
"Very well. Let's see if your readiness translates to skill and endurance." In a fluid motion, he drew his glowing blue chain, the magical links humming with barely contained power.
"Remember, (name)- in battle, there are no second chances. Hesitation means death." Without further warning, he lunged forward, the chain whipping through the air towards you with blinding speed and precision. It's clear he intended to push you to your limits, both physically and mentally, honing your reflexes and resolve through the crucible of combat, in which you easily evaded and slipped some attacks of your own against Julian. This time, you felt the tremendous pressure of his aggressive attacks, leaving you no time to breathe. You easily caught up to his speed and energy. Hours had passed since you and Julian were exchanging in each others attacks. In one and only smart move, you tripped Julian as he fell, and you quickly hovered on top of him to as to not give him any means of escape.
For a split second, genuine shock flashed across Julian's usually impassive face as he finds himself pinned beneath you, his chain falling from suddenly slackened fingers. The moment hangs suspended in time, his rapid heartbeat pulsing against your palms pressed to his chest. Then, slowly, deliberately, he meets your gaze, his crimson eyes smoldering with an intensity that stole your breath.
"Impressive, (name). His voice was low, rough with an emotion he can't quite conceal. "You've come far in a short time. To best me requires not just skill, but cunning and adaptability."
One hand came up to grasp your wrist, not pushing you away, but holding you there as if savoring the contact. His thumb traced idle patterns on your skin, sending shivers down your spine.
"Don't let this go to your head."
You just smiled at the man below you.
"Thank you, I learned from the best."
Savoring the warmth of his body, and his hand and thumb against the skin of your wrist, your heart beats loudly as you took the risk of slowly reaching down your face to hover his, and placed a sweet peck on his cheeks.
Julian's eyes widened fractionally at the unexpected kiss, a faint blush coloring his pale cheeks. For a long moment he remained still, hardly seeming to breathe, as if stunned by the intimate gesture. Then, slowly, he turns his head to the side, breaking the contact.
"W-What are you doing, (name)?" His voice was hoarse and frantic, strained with an undercurrent of something raw and vulnerable. "We're... in the middle of a training session. This isn't— appropriate."
Despite his words, he made no move to dislodge you from your position atop him. One hand remained curled around your wrist while the other comes up to grip your hip, whether to push you away or pull you closer, it's hard to say. His crimson eyes searched your face, equal parts confusion, wariness and a tentative, fragile hope shining in their depths.
You noticed the way Julian not making any attempts in getting you off him.
So with a low and sultry voice, you teased him, whispering just beside his ear, "Is this inappropriate? Why aren't you pushing me off then?"
Julian's breath hitched as your lips brushed his ear, your low, sultry tone sending a shiver down his spine. His grip on your wrist tightened almost imperceptibly, the heat of his palm seeping into your skin. When he spoke, his voice low and rough, tinged with a vulnerability he rarely allowed anyone to witness.
"Because..." He trailed as he swallowed hard, his adam's apple bobbing in his throat. "Because part of me wants to stay like this. Wants to feel this connection, this closeness..."
His free hand slid up your back, fingers splaying across your shoulder blades as if trying to memorize the shape of you. "But I'm afraid, (name). Afraid of wanting too much. Of needing someone and having them leave me behind."
You started leaving light pecks from his cheeks to his chin, moving to his neck, and mumbled, "Your fear, is something I understand the most, Julian. Yet, all we could ever do is to trust this person, leap into the unknown despite our fear."
You placed a kiss on his neck, making the spot red as you kissed, sucked, and lightly nibbled on it. Once finished, you rose from your position to look at him eye-to-eye and say...
"I want you, Julian."
A shuddering gasp escaped Julian's lips as your mouth works along his neck, his pulse jumping beneath your lips with each press and suck. His hands clenched, one fisting in the fabric of your shirt while the other tangles in your hair, holding you close as if afraid you might disappear if he lets go.
"(name)..." His voice is wrecked, thick with need and trepidation. "I... I want you too. More than I've ever wanted anything. But I don't know if I can do this. Don't know if I can open myself up, only to lose you later."
Despite his words, he tilted his head to give you better access, his body arching slightly into your touch. The heat of him seeps through your clothes, his skin flushed and feverish beneath your exploring mouth.
You flashed a sweet smile at him. "You'll never lose me, Julian. I'll be by your side whatever it takes... For now, it's alright to feel this way. But first—do you... do you want to do this somewhere else?"
Julian's eyes fluttered open at your question, meeting your gaze with an intense, searching look. Conflict and longing war within their crimson depths before he finally nodded, a single sharp jerk of his chin.
"Yes. Somewhere more private." His voice low and rough with barely restrained desire. "My quarters. No one will disturb us there."
In a fluid motion, he sat up, bringing you with him until you're straddling his lap. His hands settled on your hips, thumbs rubbing slow circles over your hipbones as he held you close. "Lead the way, (name)..."
His words were soft but fervent, a rare glimpse of the depth of his feelings for you. He leaned in, resting his forehead against yours, his breath mingling with your own. "Just... promise me one thing."
You whispered back, "What is it?"
Julian's eyes bore into yours, intense and searching. When he spoke, his tone was low and earnest, tinged with a desperate vulnerability.
"Promise me that whatever happens, you won't leave me. That you'll stay, even if things get difficult or scary." His hands tightened on your hips, as if physically anchoring himself to you. "I know I'm asking a lot, considering my past and my issues. But I need to hear it, (name). Need to know that you'll be here, that you won't abandon me like everyone else has."
There's a raw, aching need in his expression, a silent plea for reassurance and commitment. Despite his usual stoic demeanor, in this moment, he looked so lost and adrift, desperately seeking a lifeline in the form of your promise. "Please, (name)."
"I'll never leave you, Julian. I promise you that."
Something shifted in Julian's eyes at your solemn vow - a flicker of hope amidst the ever-present shadows. Slowly, hesitantly, as if afraid the moment might shatter, he brought a hand up to cup your cheek, his calloused thumb brushing tenderly over your skin.
"Thank you, (name)." He said, voice low and thick with emotion more than usual, his words carefully measured. "Your promise means everything to me."
He took a deep, shuddering breath, seeming to center himself before leaning in to rest his forehead against yours once more. When he spoke again, his tone has shifted, taking on a note of quiet intensity.
"Now, let's go to my quarters. I want to show you just how much your words mean to me, how grateful I am to have you in my life."
You smiled at him once again, never believing that you get to hear such sweet words out of his mouth.
With quick steps, you and Julian rushed to his quarters. Once the door was locked shot, I pushed Julian against his door, trapped his lips with an intense exhange of kisses.
Julian made a surprised noise against your lips as you push him against the door, but quickly melts into the feeling of your lips, one hand came up to tangle in your hair while the other grips your hip possessively. He kisses you back with a fervor bordering on desperation, years of pent-up longing pouring out of him.
When you finally break apart for air, both of you panting, Julian's eyes were dark and hazy with desire, his lips kiss-swollen and glistening. He licked them unconsciously, his gaze roamed hungrily over your face.
"(name)... He whispered in a low rasp, rough with thick desire. "I need you. All of you. Want to feel every inch of your skin against mine, want to bury myself inside you until neither of us can think straight."
You bit your lips from his naughty words. With strength, you gently pushed and lead Julian to his bed, and quickly sat on his lap.
With a teasing tone you said, "Don't worry baby, you'll get that tonight."
Julian followed willingly as you guide him to the bed, his movements almost predatory in their intensity. As soon as your weight settled on his lap, he surged forward, capturing your lips in another searing kiss. His hands roam your body greedily, mapping out the curves and he's been yearning to explore.
He broke the kiss after a long moment, both of you breathing heavily. Julian's eyes are wild and unfocused, pupils blown wide with lust. He leaned in to trail hot, open-mouthed kisses along the column of your throat, occasionally grazing his teeth over your pulse point.
"Tell me what you want, (name)." His voice a low growl against your skin. "Want to hear you say it, want to make sure we're on the same page before this goes any further."
You moaned at the feeling of his warm lips on your throat. "Want you so bad Julian. Ever since I saw you for the first time years ago..."
A low groan rumbled in Julian's chest at your confession, his grip on your hips tightening reflexively. He pulled back slightly to meet your gaze, his crimson eyes blazing with an intense mix of desire and something deeper, more profound.
"Years, (name)? You've wanted me for years?" His words were rough with emotion, wonder coloring his tone. "And here I thought I was the only one fighting these feelings, trying to deny how badly I needed you..."
One hand came up to cup your face, thumb brushing reverently over your cheekbone. Julian leaned in until his forehead rests against yours, his next words a fervent whisper.
"I've dreamed about this moment, about having you in my arms like this. Wanted to worship every inch of you, to show you with my body what I can't always express with words."
Julian's words made you smile.
"I'm so happy to know you're feeling the same..." You trailed.
"But wait, I have a question."
Julian paused, sensing the shift in your tone. He pulled back slightly to look at you, his expression softening with curiosity and a touch of concern. One hand continued to stroke gently along your side as he waits for your question, ready to provide whatever information or reassurance you need.
"What is it, (name)?" His voice was gentle and encouraging. "You can ask me anything, you know that. I may not always express myself well, but I'm an open book for you..."
"Then... I would like to ask if are... are you a virgin?"
Julian blinked, clearly caught off guard by your direct question. A faint blush colored his cheeks as he averted his gaze briefly, looking almost shy despite his usual stoic demeanor, in which you cherished and stored in your memory. When he met your eyes again, there's a vulnerability in their crimson depths that wasn't there before.
"Yes, I- I am." He admitted quietly, his fingers absently tracing patterns on your thigh. "It's not something I advertise, given my reputation and line of work. But with you... I want to experience everything for the first time."
He took a deep breath, seeming to steel himself before continuing. "I've... never felt a connection like this before, (name). Never wanted to share myself so completely with anyone else. You're different. Special." The admission hanged in the air between you, heavy with unspoken emotions.
Julian's words never failed to make your heart skip a beat. You finally knew that underneath his cold exterior, he was indeed, so sweet.
With a giddy tone and toothy smile, you replied, "If this is your first time, then I should do my best for you to enjoy it."
A small, genuine smile tugged at the corners of Julian's mouth—a rare sight that softens his usually stern features. His eyes shone with warmth and affection as he gazed at you, one hand coming up to tuck a strand of hair behind your ear in an unexpectedly tender gesture. Your already warm cheeks increased in its temperature as your stomach felt like it's being tickled.
"Your enthusiasm is... endearing, (name). But please, don't feel like you need to perform for me. Just being here with you, like this... it's already more than I ever dared to hope for."
He leaned in, resting his forehead against yours once more. When he spoke again, his breath mingled with yours. "I trust you completely. Whatever happens, however this plays out... I know it will be perfect because it's with you. My beautiful, wonderful (name)."
You captured his lips in a sweet, slow kiss. In which Julian melted in, his lips moving softly against yours as he poured all of his pent-up emotion and longing into the gentle caress. One hand slid up your back to tangle in your hair, while the other splays across the small of your back, holding you close as if afraid you might disappear if he lets go.
When the need for air finally forced you apart, Julian kept his eyes closed for a long moment, savoring the lingering sensation of your lips on his. When they flutter open, his gaze is hazy with desire, but also shining with a deep, abiding tenderness.
"That was... incredible." He murmured, "You taste even better than I imagined, (name). And I've imagined this moment countless times."
You giggled and replied, "You did?" as you placed a sweet kiss on his cheeks.
"How about this," you said as you started removing your top, removing your bra. "Would you like to taste these?"
Julian's eyes widened as you begin to undress, his gaze hungrily drinking in each newly exposed expanse of skin. When you removed your bra, revealing your breasts to his heated stare, he swallowed hard, Adam's apple bobbing in his throat.
"(name)..." Your name fell from his lips like a prayer, filled with awe and barely restrained desire. "You're breathtaking... Like a dream come true."
Slowly, reverently, he reached out to ghost his fingertips along the curve of your breast, marveling at the softness beneath his calloused touch. Leaning down, he placed a feather-light kiss on the swell of your cleavage, his breath hot against your skin. "I would love nothing more than to taste you, to worship every inch of your beautiful body with my mouth."
You moaned as you felt his warm hands and hot kisses against your skin. "What's stopping you, baby?"
Emboldened by your words, Julian surged forward, capturing one peak between his lips. He laved the sensitive bud with his tongue, swirling and flicking until it pebbles under his ministrations. His large hands cupped and kneaded the soft mounds, thumbs brushing over the undersides teasingly.
He alternated between lavishing attention on each breast, determined to map every curve and hollow with his lips and tongue. Julian took his time, savoring each new discovery, each breathy moan he drawed from you. His own breathing grows heavier, chest rising and falling rapidly as arousal courses through him.
One hand drifted lower, skimming over the dip of your waist and the flare of your hip. Julian nuzzles into the valley between your breasts, inhaling deeply of your scent - floral shampoo (that he would always smell every after you take a shower whenever you spend the night at the HQ) and something uniquely you.
You moaned lowly from his ministrations. "Ahh, you're so good to me Julian..." you spoke amidst your small gasps and whimpers. His actions made the heat of your body and the tight feeling of your abdomen intensified. You started grinding against his hips, your crotch deliberately touching the tent in his pants.
A low groan rumbled in Julian's chest as he felt you grind against him, the friction sending jolts of pleasure straight to his core. His hips bucked instinctively, seeking more contact even as he continues his sensual assault on your breasts.
Julian's control began to fray at the edges, desire clouding his senses. He nipped lightly at the sensitive skin where your neck meets your shoulder before soothing the sting with his tongue. His hand slid around to palm your ass, squeezing the firm globe as he pulled you impossibly closer. The thick ridge of his erection throbbed insistently against your core, separated only by the thin fabric of his jeans.
"Tell me what you want, sweetheart. "He rasped, voice strained with need. "Want to hear you say it."
"I want you in me, baby. I want to make you feel good. I want to ride you." You mumbled desperately as you placed hurried kisses on his now bare chest, the second you removed his top.
Julian's eyes darkened with lust at your bold words, a shudder running through his powerful frame. In one swift motion, he sat back on his heels and starts unfastening his jeans, freeing his straining erection. It sprung forth, long and thick, the swollen head already glistening with precum.
He laid back on his bed, pulling you to straddle his hips. Julian's large hands gripped your thighs, thumbs rubbing soothing circles on the sensitive skin as he looks up at you with smoldering intensity. "Take what you need, (name). Ride me until we both find our release."
One hand guided you to hover above his aching cock, the blunt tip nudging insistently at your entrance.
In one swift movement you pushed yourself down his cock. Your thick and warm walls engulfed his shaft, as you let out the most sensual moan from the full feeling his cock gave.
A guttural moan teared from Julian's throat as your tight heat envelops him, your slick walls gripping his shaft like a velvet vice. His fingers dig into the flesh of your hips, holding on for dear life as you sank down to the hilt.
"Fuck, Maine! So tight, so perfect." He gritted out, voice rough with pleasure. Julian's head tips back against the pillows, tendons standing out in his neck as he fought the urge to immediately start thrusting up into your welcoming body.
He forced his eyes open, wanting to watch your face as you take him in. The sight of you poised above him, flushed and panting, is seared into his brain. Julian's hands slid up your sides to cup your breasts, thumbing your nipples as they bounced slightly with each movement.
"That's it, baby. Take control." He grunted.
You moaned from his words while Julian groaned loudly as you start to move, your plush rear jiggling enticingly with each bounce. He then matched your rhythm, rolling his hips up to meet yours, driving himself deeper into your clutching heat.
"Yes, just like that! Ride me harder, Maine." He encourages hoarsely and desperately, both hands gripped your hip bruisingly tight. The wet sounds of your coupling filled the air, punctuated by Julian's grunts and your breathy moans.
He leaned up to capture your lips in a searing kiss, tongue delving deep to taste you. Julian poured all his pent-up passion and desire into the kiss, trying to convey without words how much he needed this, needed you.
With your growing desperation you increased the intensity and speed of your thrusts as you kissed Julian passionately.
Julian met your increased fervor with equal intensity, pistoning his hips up to drive into you harder and faster. The obscene slap of skin on skin echoes through the room as he chased his pleasure, lost in the exquisite sensation of your body enveloping his.
His hand tangled in your hair, tugging your head back to expose the column of your throat. Julian latched onto the delicate skin, sucking and biting, determined to mark you as his. He wanted everyone to see the evidence of your passion, to know that you belong to him.
Julian could feel his climax building, balls drawing up tight as your inner muscles fluttered around him. He redoubled his efforts, angling his thrusts to hit that secret spot inside you with each snap of his hips. "Gonna... fuck, gonna cum soon!"
You moaned from his every harsh thrusts. Your jaw was open slack from the way he aggressively hit your spot with precision. Yoy hurriedly spoke amidst your keening, "Oh God, Julian! So good! Cum for me baby!"
Julian grunted as he felt your inner walls clenching around him, signaling your impending orgasm. The thought of making you come sends him over the edge, his own climax ripped through him.
"Fuuuck!" He roared, bucking hard into you as hot spurts of seed shoot from his cock. Julian's body jerked with each pulse, filling you to the brim.
With ragged breaths his hands gripped your hips tightly as he rode out his orgasm.
Julian cumming inside was the trigger for your own. Your walls tightened as you came, moaning out words of adoration and I love you's as your emotions spilled to the boy beneath you. You slowed down on your thrusts but never stopped. It seemed like you still have the energy to squeeze an orgasm out of Julian with your never ceasing thrusts.
Julian's eyes rolled back in pleasure as your body continued to milk him, prolonging his orgasm. He let out a low groan, feeling overwhelmed by the intensity of your movements.
"Fuck, (name)! You're killing me here!" He managed to gasp out between clenched teeth. Despite his protest, there's no denying the fact that he's enjoying every second of it.
His strong arms wrapped around your waist, holding you close as he thrusted up into you once more. Julian could feel another wave of pleasure building within him and he knows he won't last much longer under your relentless assault.
The view underneath you was a delight. The strong Scarlet Raven helpless and writhing in pleasure because of you.
"Just one more baby, can we do that?" You whispered next to his ear amidst your slow and continuous thrusts.
Julian let out a choked laugh, feeling your soft lips brushing against his ear. The sensation sends a shiver down his spine, adding fuel to the already raging fire. "One more, huh?" He grunted, pushing back against your thrusts. His cock twitched repeatedly inside you, precum leaking from the tip despite having just climaxed. "Alright then... Just one more time, (name). He gasped out breathlessly, surrendering completely to your desires.
"Aha, good boy." You replied, as you increased your thrusts even when your legs were now starting to sore.
Julian groaned as you increased your pace again, his body shaking with each powerful thrust. He could feel his second climax approaching rapidly, fueled by your relentless movements. "Shit... (name)!" He gritted his teeth, trying to hold back the inevitable. "I'm gonna..."
But before he can finish speaking, another wave of pleasure crashef over him. Julian's cock twitches inside you once more, pumping out a second load of cum into your welcoming heat.
"Oh god... Fuck!" He cried out hoarsely as his eyes rolled to the back of his head, jaw open slack, riding out the intense orgasm caused by you as you also came in time with Julian, your own orgasm much stronger and prolonged than the first.
You ceased in your movements and removed yourself off of him, and laid down next to him.
Panting heavily, Julian rolled nto his side to face you, his chest heaving with each labored breath. His body was slicked with sweat, the cool night air sending goosebumps running across his skin.
"That was..." He started to say something but trails off, too exhausted to form coherent thoughts.
A moment later, he reached out tentatively to touch you— an intimate gesture that seemed out of character for the usually aloof fighter. But after spending time with you, maybe he's beginning to let his guard down.
Hours passed in comfortable silence as the two of you rest, entwined in each other's embrace. Julian's eyes drift shut, his breathing evening out as he slips into a deep slumber, lulled by the warmth of your body pressed against his.
In his dreams, he's no longer the haunted, isolated man he's become. Instead, he's a carefree child, playing happily with his mother in a sun-drenched field, free from the pain and abandonment that haunts him. For a brief respite, he found solace in this peaceful fantasy.
Jealous Fredinn and Dy with a reader who is a sup and has been all time helping other people ( probably helped them but they are jealous af) and just take reader into a bush? //smut if um can pls! <3\\ ilv ur writing srs❥
notes: finally it's comin' out...it's been quite a long time💀, gn reader, sup reader, not fully smut, threesome
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You're probably one of the best supports next to Estes, with that it's normal for you to get team invitations everyday. Of course your beloved Abyss Prince wasn't really pleased with that, he was possessive over you..a lot. If that wasn't even enough he had to share you, with some man. Fredrinn was chill sharing you while Dyrroth was fuming at the mouth, in the end there was nothing he could do anyway.
"Why thank you darlin'. I wouldn't be able to defeat this enemy without your support~" Fredrinn wrapped his arm around your waist as he pulled you close to his chest and sneaked a kiss to your neck. Which made you feel butterflies in your stomach, Fredrinn chuckled at your reaction before softly pressing his lips onto yours softly. He was about to further until the Miya, team's marksman asked for assistance. Fredrinn clicked his to gue in annoyance but that quickly turned into a small smile. "She looks fine on her own, she has three fully built items right? Why don't you stay with me a little longer love?" You could only nod as Fredrinn let go off you after giving you get another kiss. He was never really showed his jealousy out but if he was tempted enough he'd pull you onto his lap and never let go off you for the rest of the day, after all he'd have great access to your neck, no?
Before you can go Fredrinn's hand sneaked into yours and squeezed it lightly, "Be safe around here yeah?" "y-you too!"
When you peeked from the mid lane's bush, it was empty. Probably Valir went to help Miya, you turned around to get a glance at the blue buff. The moment you enter the bush a pair of arms grabbed you and tugged you deeper in, the panic strike into you but the force was too strong to even resist. You eventually head-dived into someone's chest, it was no other than Dyrroth, a very frustrated one too. His eyes shone viciously in a deep blood red, not those wine red you knew.
"Finally" He snapped, almost biting like. His fingers digged into your arms as his mouth opened a little to reveal his sharp teeth, as if he's going to bite a chunk of you. "You remembered me, I nearly grew impatient." He rolled his eyes at you as his grip tightened at your slight struggling. "I-I was helping-" "That damn marksman can wait, most importantly I am-" A hand swiftly pulls you away from the demon's grip, almost too easily. You met with a bare chest, it did gave a refreshing contact. Fredrinn digs the tip of his sword into the ground and leans against it with a slight smirk playing on his lips. "You yell tell at our precious support? ..wonder how far you can fall oh dear prince." It was Fredrinn's game to tick off Dyrroth and he'd always fall for it if you're on the center that is. "That does not concern you, human." Dyrroth's growl like response could make anyone shake in fear but not Fredrinn, he was used to it by now. "As their lover, it concerns me very much." Fredrinn slightly bends down his head a little and raises your chin with his finger, his warm breath tickles your ear as his chest roses up and down against your back with every breath. "You're too rough with them..want your elder to show how to pleasure them best~?" Dyrroth just grumbled with a sour face whilst crossing his arms over his chest, his tail slowly swaying left and right with clear annoyance. His dick semi-hard inside his slit(listen, he doesn't wear pants he's a demon let's just imagine that he has a slit where his dick is comfortably staying there😒) from the actions earlier. Fredrinn's knee came to slowly apart yours and to lift you up a little as his hand slowly lifted your clothing up to expose your stomach. His hand sneaked inside to roam around your body which made you tingle all over with his warm breathing next to your ear. "Tch too slow, waste of time." Dyrroth walked over both of you and gripped your thighs, slightly pulling you just a tad bit closer.
"Looks like someone's a bit willing..."
"can't say I'm not.."
Fredrinn's teeth lightly grazed your neck as his hands made quick work if your below clothing and tossed them aside.
"Let's just finish it quickly.. can't wait any longer-"
then.. something hot..and wet against your thigh, your eyes met with Dyrroth as he hosted himself up against you, standing on his tiptoes(because damn fredrinn so tall what kind of milk did he drank), his hands still gripping your thighs as his red dick proudly up with some precum dripping from the tip. Dyrroth didn't wasted any time as he pushed his entire length into you, making both of you gasp out as Fredrinn only smirked and let you lean against his chest. Dyrroth stopped for a seconds in the mid way but continued to push with a hiss. It wasn't long before he began to abuse your hole, the not so little not pointy spikes on his dick roughly brushed your walls, it really did made you drool as it put a show to Fredrinn.
...
"..It's been fifteen minutes and still no sight of them..did they got caught into an ambush?" Miya said as her eyes wandered to the bushes, her fingers tight on her bow. Xavier walked alongside the elf archer, "That's not possible, we just saw three heroes from the enemy team."
Miya sighed and shook her head, her eyes showed concern. "I could only hope that they're safe and sound."
"among the men, which one would you think would be into praising and/or degrading? (? Forgotten Part ?) I'd like to know what you think(?) about this, Pill. 🤔"
"I'm into..."
Mobile Legends; Bang Bang
Pairing; Mobile Legends Males, You.
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Small Note because Pill's dumb; Before I start this, I want to say sorry for not being able to tag you! My dumb Plastic Body and medicine filled self posted the draft on accident and I wasn't sure on how to bring the question back after I deleted it in a panic. I forgot every word, except for a few (fortunately), I was so excited to answer it too, I'm so sorry to disappoint. And I hope this makes up for my mistake!
Word Count; N/A
Second Person Perspective.
Pronouns used for reader; None, only 'You', 'Your', etc...
Prompt;
"For the men who likes to praise their lover, raise your hands. If you like to degrade them, keep your hands down." (In a nice way.)
Aamon - Praising.
I mean, have you realized how much he kept sacrificing for his family? Why in the world would he make you feel degraded, in a situation that's supposed to be intimate?
Just imagine him praising the shit out of your insecurities while he thrusts deep into your needy hole.
If you're into degrading, however, he'll try his best to improve his dirty talk towards you. He'll probably be into it after getting used to it, but no promises.
Will be flustered if you praise him. Or even degrade him! He would be flustered either way.
Imagine looking up at his focused face while he thrusts into you, say one praise, one degrading comment, and his thrusts would falter, while his face would turn red. Adorable.
"My love.. you're taking me in so well, I'm so deep inside you, yet you're still sucking me in. You want to make a heir for the family? You want to, right? My love?"
Aldous - Neutral.
He's dead set on guarding the Minoan Labyrinth. He never really figured out what he's into. He was never greedy for wealth, or anything. Only that he's loyal to you and he should do his duty.
One thing's for sure, he's afraid to hurt you during sex. He'll try his best to not hurt you with his humongous, scaly, and tough hand. But both of you know you'll find a scratch or two the next day.
While on the topic about how he acts during sex, he'll never take of his mask, but he would rub soothing shapes into a part of you that he scratched with his other arm.
If you're into degrading, he would be conflicted. But after you degrade him— tell him that he couldn't fuck you better. He'll go feral.
If you're into praising. Pull down his hood, run your hand through his hair, say a praise, and he would fall for you harder. Thrusts becoming softer and his mask would be slipping from his face.
Wanna hear what he says during his climax? "Feels... so... good. I'm never letting go of you. I'm not leaving you, I'll protect you. Like how I protect the Labrynth. I love you."
Alpha - Both.
He scans you all the time. He knows how to make you feel good, with or without using words. Also, he's a humanoid robot, whatever you like— He'll try to like it as well. To understand of course!
Imagine him lowering his lips close to your neck and whispering something degrading, but he'll follow it up with the most adoring praise that someone could say to you.
Will use his scanning feature to either praise you for taking his whole length, or either mock you for nearly passing out.
If you think you can make him flustered while he's too far in, and could be considered as drunk from your sex, believe me. You won't. He'll simply laugh and make you flustered instead.
If you've been a brat to him, rest assured he'll treat you like one. Maybe even have Beta to record so you'll have some lessons to re-listen to.
"You should be absolutely nothing to a humanoid robot like me, yet you have to swoop in and mess up my programming. Beta's recording this, and we'll rewatch it over and over again."
Alucard - Degrading.
Absolute narcissist if you aren't there to put him in his spot. So he often switches up on his dirty talk during sex, which is easier said than done. Why..?
Because he sucks at trying to talk while he's burried deep inside you because you just feel so amazing. He's like that one jock that acts tough but is a massive sub-switch in bed. He still tries though.
Alucard's a demon hunter that's desperate for release, but is in denial because of that fact. He tries everything to push the desperate thoughts away by; Degrading you.
Just imagine him desperately humping into you after trying to cum from jacking off. He'll beg for your forgiveness and ask you to push his cock into your hole. Then say a degrading comment, after that, he'll start to cry. It's not because he felt hurt, it's because he got turned on even more by your comment.
You know how he brags about his strength in his voice lines? Imagine his voice and raise it up, there. You got your whiny, subby Alucard voice.
"You're a- a fucking bratty slut— hnn! Making me wait to fuck you into oblivion. You're my- slu—aaht!"
Argus - Degrading.
He's been neglected of what he deserved, ever since he was born. Of course he'll want to take that anger out on someone by degrading them. That someone was; You.
His trust issues made him really vulnerable to your love. That's why he tries to be as horrible as possible, to prove that you're only loving him out of pity. Never caring for your well-being during sex.
You'll prove him wrong though. You take his insults and turn them into soft, degrading praises, which in return, discourages Argus from not loving you more than you love him.
But keep this in mind. He developed a kink from degrading you, and making himself feel better about himself. So you better let him degrade you, so you can degrade, and praise him back.
Think about how he'll use his powers when you scratch his body. He'll let you scratch him as hard as you can, and then he'll pound into you harder. Laughing at your cry of surprise.
"Do you realize what kind of situation you got yourself into? You made me fall inlove, now, you have to take every, single, pleasure I give you until I'm satisfied."
Brody - Praising.
His tragic backstory proves a lot about how much he loved, and wanted everyone he knew back. He'd never risk losing you as well. So he does his best to make you feel loved, and protect you while doing so.
Also, he never had someone to love before. So you agreed to let him explore his kinks. After awhile, he found out that praising you, hearing your whines of happiness was the best thing he loved to do for you.
Push in a small praise of reassurance for him, and he'll sputter out 'I love you's', and 'thank you's' because you're the one that never fell out of his protective grasp.
Tie his hair up with your hand and imagine his reaction. If you can't, then I'm telling you. The glint in his eyes would grow brighter, and he would tear up from feeling loved.
Imagine he just kisses you while pushing inside you, and he whispers a praise that makes you feel dizzy. He's just too loving for you to degrade him!
"Thank you.. thank you so much for not leaving me. I'm never letting go of you until I die. I promise, because you're so good to me."
Bruno - Praising.
But seriously, his compassion and the impossible amount of love for you shows more than what you bargained for.
Even if you pissed him off, he'll find a way to make you feel guilty and loved at the same time. With only a praise, this man will make you fall to his control in no time. He has the power to kill you with praises!
Also, think about his smirk after you whine at his praise. He'll never let you hear the end of his countless praise because of your adorable voice. Can you really blame him? He just admires you that much and loves you a lot.
Push his hips by using your legs. See how that turns out? He goes insane and almost raps about how bold you were getting during sex. Seriously.
Before I forget, Bruno loves to tease you when you completely get embarrassed because of his words. He's desperate to see you like that and would fuck you every hour if he has to.
"Your whines sounds so cute! Can you make more for me? Come on, I know you can. Should I just force it out of you? Win another game of ours? Fuck you dumb so you can follow my every instruction?"
Chou - Praising.
His desire to bring justice definitely puts you in a position where he worships you like his soulmate. He'll love to praise you, and give you long and meaningful kisses while you two do it!
As well-mannered as he is, he is quite messy on his word picking. He'll mispronounce a word or two, but it's settled that he'll make you feel butterflies, 'No matter what'.
Try to feel his shaky hands caressing your face, with a praise that you'll surely get butterflies from. If you imagined it right— That's how much he worships you.
Do you know how to return the favor during it? Run your hands through his fluffy hair, and cry out a soft 'thank you' for his love. He'll definitely follow your gratitude with another praise that repeats the cycle.
By the way, you giving him everything makes him feel entitled to do anything for you. So... you kind of have a loyal puppy that is eternally grateful for everything you do to him, with praises that make you feel grateful as well!
"You're the only one that can bring me to my knees. Both in an appropriate, and.. inappropriate way. Please take it, take my gratitude and my love. Let me keep pushing it inside you until we both lose our minds."
Claude - Praising.
Do I have to say more about how he loves you and your beautifully formed body? In his words, no valuable in the world could compare to your beauty. Seriously! He'll dress you up in tons of outfts to prove that.
He loves to praise you, as much as he loves to be greedy with a bunch of valuables that is close to his grasp. As much as he'd like to swoop your heart again, he already has it.
Think about how much he'll tell you you're precious to him while he takes it slow with you. Undressing you from the outfit he bought and kissing your shoulder after he's done.
Wanna make him forget a robbery he's supposed to do after you two are done? Praise him for being able to take care of Dexter, because that monkey was like a child.
One thing about his praises, is that it always follows up with a gem being placed inside the locket around your neck. Like; He'll distract you with numerous amounts of praise, and after that. You'll hear the familiar click of your locket.
"That's my precious gem, always ready to take my gifts for them. You're shining so much from the cum you keep giving me. You're such a sweetheart, spoling me in this way."
Clint - Neutral.
He fights crime in the name of justice. And since fighting crime is his gig, and he always come to people in need of rescuing, he doesn't really have the time to choose on whether or not he should be praising you or doing the opposite.
Instead, he just shows his love for you during sex silently. Holding your hand and stroking your sides to make you feel shivers down your spine.
When he doesn't say anything, you'll do it for him. Praising him if he needs to just show his love to you, degrading him if he became too rough with you. Even though he'll just be more rough with you right after you say that.
Once he takes off his hat after the second round, you know you're fucked. Because he wants to say a lot of things, but can't because his throat is too exhausted from the day.
Also, if he takes one look of the gun that was discarded on the floor, he'll battle himself mentally if he could ask you to roleplay or not— Thus making him more rougher and ignorant of your cries of overstimulation.
Hear him out on this one.. "'M gonna take ya out on a nice date right after this. Make ya feel loved like the good, amazin' person you are for being loyal to me as well."
Dyrroth - Degrading.
You can possibly figure out why he likes to degrade, and take control over you during sex. If not, it's because he's been kidnapped, and trained ever since he started growing. That's why.
Don't be mad when he insults you for not taking his instructions seriously. He just wants to feel like he's in control for once, and you messing up makes him upset.
Do you wanna compete with him in degrading? Yeah? Well don't, he'll destroy you with disgraceful comments that makes you think he hates you. But he really doesn't. It's only because you ticked him off that made him mad.
Imagine he grabs your neck and mocks you for crying. But later on, he asks for forgiveness and cuddles you to sleep after cleaning you up.
I can't really provide you in any scenario that you get your way. But there is one thing. If you're having a cuddly sex dream, and Dyrroth notices. You technically get what you wanted from him. Cuddly sex.
"You're like a fucking slut for my demon cock. You think you can get your way? Nooo, you can't, and I'm gonna ruin your perfect picture if you disobey me, even once."
Estes - Praising.
Since he's more overprotective of you than anything, I can't imagine him having the guts to degrade you. He thinks it's too risky, and decides to abide by his hopes and showers you unconditionally with praises.
He loves to have eye contact with you while he praises you. You can't tell me otherwise, since he gives off the vibes that he puts effort into making every moment with you as romantic as possible.
Think about how lovestruck he would be while you to made love. His mind would jumble up at the sight of you, and he'll kiss you longingly, and praise you one last time after you both finish.
Whisper something sinfully innocent next to his ear, and he's immediately humping and grinding inside you within seconds. His morals will probably be scratched of his mind for a few hours.
Imagine him just reading out a book full of protection, and healing spells while you cockwarm him. And after he finishes, he kisses you and tells you how good you were for being so patient with him.
"You're my heaven in this world, my dear. I know you can feel me going in... and out of you. Do you want me to make you carry the next generation of elves? Do you want that, for us, my dear?"
Granger - Both.
A secretive guy like him is unpredictable. So if you see him preparing to say something during sex— expect the unexpected. Like a praise, or a degrading insult. Whichever one it is, you should try to expect it.
He leans towards praising, because you make the most beautiful moans when he does that. But it some occasions, if he wants to hear a soft crack in your voice, he'll lean towards degrading without hesitation.
Think about how much he's desperate for your voice. He'll do anything you like just so you can make those noises for his greedy ears over and over again.
Want to hear a noise from him? Well, whisper breathily in his ear about something suggestive, and he'll do just that. Who was he to resist your voice anyways?
Imagine he just makes you play the violin with him slowly sheathing himself inside you. That's the definition of pleasurable music practice. If not. Both of you love it either way.
"That's it. Play the A7 key, keep playing it while I finish pushing myself inside you, okay? Oh, your finger is loosening up. I should stop until you compose yourself. Hm?"
Gusion - Degrading.
There'll be a lot of misunderstandings between you two, so it's probably reasonable that he likes to degrade you a lot during bed. If you're comfortable that is, which in most cases, you are.
He's not really mean to you, and doesn't act like you really are the words he insulted you with. You're his whole world, so please don't take his degrading words seriously! He really loves you!
By the way, pretend you're struggling to slap him with an insult. It'll surely spurr him on to fuck you harder, and degrade you even more.
Scratch his back for a bit. Check his reaction and enjoy how much his face looks so fucked out after you continue doing it. He's played with knives before, and your nails scratching him reminds him about his amazing training.
Imagine he just pulls out his knife and makes you say that you're his slut while slowly slowing down his thrusts until you say it. Abolutely terrifying but exciting at the same time.
"C'mon slut. It's that easy, only three words. And I'll stop pointing my knife at you. Can't you say it for me? There you go. That's my good slut."
Hayabusa - Praising.
You know how he was arranged to marry Hanabi from the start? Well, after finding you, he used every bit of his energy to shoo away the degrading thoughts you have for yourself.
If he ever once hear you degrade yourself infront of him, get ready to either be greeted with lovely poems, gifts. Or, a sensual night in your rooms. It's his mission to praise you until you gain confidence in yourself!
Also, he's not the only one that likes to praise you. You enjoy praising him to remind him that he shouldn't bear the burden that was put onto his shoulder.
Want to do exactly just that? Pull him closer to you and press your lips againts the mask over his mouth. Whisper to him that he's been so good to you. And he'll melt.
Hayabusa will try so hard just to make you feel good. Including overstimulating your pleasure so he could know that you truly felt good with him, not just pretending for his sake.
"My only goal is to prove to you that I love you. I can't stop doing this until you say that you love me, cry out my name in pleasure. I'll stop my mission in being the next Akakage to be with you."
Johnson - Neutral.
Him being a quarterback has its setbacks, he can't make love to you unless there is just a sliver of time that's given to the both of you. So, naturally, he can't just praise you, or degrade you during it.
He does however, have a habit of caressing your small body. In a way, that's his version of praising you. Rubbing your nipples when you make a noise he likes, or squeezing your hips when you clench around him.
He mostly just groan out when you two do it. But on some rare occasions, he'll praise you, and you'll praise him back. It's adorable how there will be a soft red tint on the lights of his cyborg body.
Pull him down and kiss the metal part of his forehead to tease him, he'll whine and nuzzle your face after you turn away. Not giving him the kisses he deserves. :(
Imagine he's just destroying your hole, then randomly stops because you made a praise about his old self. But don't think he got upset! He was just stunned because his confidence raised even more than before.
"I promise you one day, when all the fighting has finally stopped. I'll make you fel better. Let you ride me while I'm in my car form. You'd like that, right? You'd like to do that with me?"
Khufra - Degrading.
He's a selfish man, who's lost the only lover who betrayed him. Of course he wants to just throw insults at you to finally get rid of the grudge he has againts love.
He still tries to praise you though, he wants to give love a chance because of how you were so lovable. But unforunately, he's been used to degrading you that he can't praise you without having full control of himself.
Think about how he'll use his raw strength to push you down and degrade you for not being able to keep your composure during sex. Simple way to keep his sub, you, under his control.
You better not be sensitive, because he's brutal and not shameless about degrading you. Even if you cry at his words, he wouldn't care, because he thought it's just a thing you do in having sex for a long period of time.
If you beg for him to continue, his power would grow, and he'll go even harder on you. Even if you beg for him to stop after your fifth orgasm.
"You wanted this with me, and you're gonna take it how my lover should. See?! That's what I mean, you're crying despite agreeing to being with me. You're pathetic."
Lancelot - Praising.
Do I really have to say more on why he loves to praise you? Or more precisely, himself? If yes, it's easily because of how much of a narcissist he is and how awestruck he was, to both him and you.
He loves to praise you infront of a mirror, half of it is because he truly adored your gorgeous body, and the other half being that he admires how absolulely stunning he was while making love to you.
Nothing can stop him from praising you countless of times during sex. You're the person that humbled him, and he shared the love for himself to you.
Humble the shit out of him by only mildly praising him during sex, it'll force him to fuck you harder and eventually, pry a stronger praise for you. But only a slightly stronger one.
Please don't look away from his eye contact with you! He'll literally sob for hours if you disappoint him like that. Love making should be intimate, so why would you look away from him?
"My rose, don't stop looking at me through the mirror, do you even see how gorgeous you are while we do this? You do, don't you? You see yourself and feel beautiful? No? Well I'm making love to you until you feel that way."
Leomord - Praising.
His desire to protect you and Vexana really put a toll on the never ending despair on his heart. He wanted to run away with you, but with the oath he and his army vowed. The only thing he could do, was to love you in secret.
He wouldn't risk losing you, like the darkness that consumed the once beautiful place he called his home. So he often loves you in every way possible when he could. Behind Vexana's back.
Think about how he would make love to you for hours because Vexana was asleep. He won't stop until you reached your peak for the tenth time, and only then will he cum with you and kiss you like you're the only thing keeping him alive.
Run your hands through his hair and kiss his jaw when he's grinding into you. The loud groan he'll let out will make your praising worth it. He deserves to feel loved as well. Not just you.
Imagine how tight, but gentle he'll hold you when he reaches his end. You can practically feel the love he lets out when you kiss him comfortingly right after. He deserves better than to live an eternal life in the undead. :(
"You're the only thing worth living for, not for Vexana. Not for serving the queen. You're mine, but not in death. But I promise you, I'll join you in the afterlife if I can finally rest. I love you."
Ling - Both.
Hear me out, he's that type of guy that only becomes sweet when he's in a good mood. And becomes sour when he's had a bad day. So either expect a lot of praises in a good day of training, or a lot of insults if he got pissed off by Zilong.
Think about the monotone look in his eyes as he degraded you like it's no problem. Or how much love is filled in them while he praises you. You're surely gonna go insane from those looks.
Imagine he's just sensually thrusting in and out of you, up until the point where you urged him to go faster. That's when he made you stay up until dawn.
Usually, he's okay with a compliment or two from you. But during sex? Oh, it'll make him have butterflies within seconds if you praise him for being so good to you. Bonus points if you tell him he shouldn't be so worked up about Zilong. Because he'll go nuts.
He's bent you over and told you to compliment yourself when you first told him you weren't good enough for him. Took you a few hours of missing training, and a lot of praising from him until you finally did.
"See how you've affected me? I've grown stronger than Zilong, and I want to give you back every bit of energy you've spent training and loving me."
Moskov - Both.
Trust isn't a thing for him, so he had a hard time deciding on whether or not he should give you the love you deserve, or push degrading things into you to see if you really were inlove with someone like him.
Overtime, he became trusting of you, and it became a usual that he switches things up every now and then to fuel his once desire for fun and adventure. Praising being the usual, and degrading being the one every now and then.
Think about the countless things both of you will do, and the way he switches up his dirty talk while doing it. We love a man who can switch up his whole personality to fit your desires. >v<
One thing he likes you to whisper to him is something along the lines of; 'You're so excited for this', or 'Bet you're gonna do another one to destroy me again?' — Believe me. He won't believe that he got you as a lover.
Imagine both of you are fucking in a few sets of trees, and you whisper that he couldn't destroy those trees with only his spear. Oh boy, does he prove you wrong by fucking you harder and almost destroying the whole patch of trees.
"You earning my trust is something I don't regret. I love you, I really do. But beware, you're my lover, and you shouldn't betray me. Or else death will be the only thing left for you on the other side."
Natan - Both.
Well he doesn't know whether he's spouting out praises or degrading. You just have to deal with him saying sorry if he degraded you. Even if you enjoyed his insults.
He's the sweetest of hearts when you praise him back. So you better do it, or else he's just treating you like he does, every other day.
But when you degrade him? Whooo, weee, be prepared for a three day break about him trying to prove to you he's not what you said, because he's upset.
Wanna know how much he sucks at identifying the difference between the two? He's stumbling on his words and losing his composure when he tries his best to praise you.
Do you enjoy being overstimulated until you lose your mind? Tease him by saying he doesn't know how to manage his time well. You'll know how he could get carried away while fucking you senseless for the nth round.
"It's only been five minutes since your previous orgasm, and you're cumming again? I thought you said I couldn't manage and keep track of time, love. Can you even last thirty minutes without cumming?
Paquito - Praising.
First of all, he's never been the one to make you think less of yourself, because it's always reminded him how cruel the world would be in deciding who should fight who. So he never once used harsh words on you, even outside of sex. Like how it should be.
And second, he's scared to lose control of the amount of overwhelming powers in his fists. He keeps his mind in check every time you two do it together.
In most cases, you try to make him let go, because you were afraid he'll bottle up his frustration and possibly leave you for someone who could take him.
The moment he lost control, you found out he still loves to praise you, which made you relax your anxiety. But he fucks you like an animal in heat. Taking his frustration out on you like he wanted.
Praise him about how much he was worth because of how many people he saved and protected. Do it, and he'll have nothing on his mind than to pleasure you.
"You being like this makes me want to go harder on you. But please, tell me that you can really take it, I love and care for you. I don't want you to feel scared because of how ruthless I'll be when I fully let go."
Roger - Praising.
He's been forced to run away from his home because of the wolf's dark intentions. So seeing you, and finding out that he can block out the wolf's dark side made him love you than when he first found you.
You know how wolves tend to mate with only one lover in their lifetime? That's exactly how you and Roger worked. And he always praises you during it, in hopes of creating his own pups with you.
Run your fingers along his scars and kiss the corner of his lip. He'd go full on breeding mode from that and won't stop until he's exhausted.
During it, keep praising him to spurr him on further, to the point where you will be the one to beg for him to stop. Rather than him pleading for the lust ravenous side of him to calm down.
Expect a lot of praises from him during aftercare though. He's genuinely sorry for making your body sore and would soothe the aching in parts that he hit too hard on.
"My mate, you're my mate. The one who made me control myself. I want to make you feel good. Breed you with my pups. Can I? Please? My darling mate? Can I make you carry our pups? I promise I'll love them, I promise I'll love you."
Saber - Degrading.
Unlike Alpha, he totally doesn't scan how he can pleasure you. He instead does it to see how much you suffer from his words. He's like a sadist that barely has an ounce of love for you. But only because he was programmed to be like that!
If you can crack his code, you'll see the endless love and desire for you. Although that won't change his degrading, it will change how he describes it.
He'll tell you how much you're suffering for his pleasure, and add in a sliver of reassurance to make you remember that he does care for your well-being. Those small words surprise you each time.
On him being on the receiving end however.. you should pick out your words carefully. Because if he hits your spot, and you mess up interpreting a word, he'll get mad and fuck you dumb.
Imagine his stoic expression after you started crying. You knew fully well that he was scanning you, then he started smiling. Telling you that he's overheating and should get away to lower his temperature. You'd cry from him leaving you unfinished.
"Can you understand that you're fucking with a robot that's meant to destroy, and get revenge on your Uncle's companions? Aren't you a pathetic fucking bimbo that keeps taking in my insults."
Sun - Praising.
His patience is quite unbelievable, and him being able to praise you because of how warm he was, proves that he has a lot of love to give to you. Why? Because you waited for him to come back.
Even though dating a monkey was odd, the whispers weren't worth to listen to because of how sweet he was in bed. Literally chuckling out his enthusiastic praises for you and loving you until the whole day passed.
Oh, and with the amount of clones he can create? He'll make sure he knows you feel loved, inside and out. Sometimes, he'll even let a clone of your choice join in on the fun.
Also, if you try to praise him, you don't stand a chance againts him and his clones! The original Sun will just hump into your tight harder while the rest covers your words with theirs. @~@
Imagine trying so hard to praise Sun, that he just gently covers your mouth, shushes you and speeds up on his thrusts. Please don't interrupt him!, he just wants you to feel loved. Not him, despite the probable centuries he's been waiting for that moment.
"The patience I had was because of my hopes in finding you, and loving you again. Here you are in my arms now, I knew you were the one. We're meant to be, and I love you until we both lose our patience."
Tigreal - Praising.
Have you seen this guy? Think about how big his cock will be, and then you'll know why he keeps praising you while you take it.
Also, think about the guilt he has for the countless soldiers that died from his leadership. He doesn't trust himself about letting go and praises you so you don't leave him.
He's also afraid to hurt you, his hands are calloused, and he thinks that his grip felt uncomfortable for you. Which is untrue, but you had to settle with his praises for him and you after you failed to convince him otherwise.
If the day has been stressful for him, feel free to imagine how ruthless he will be towards your body. Holding your hips while he uses you like a fleshlight, yet he praises you like a god/goddess.
He visibly struggles not to lose his mind and let his kinks take over after seeing you so fucked dumb over his cock. Let the man be, he just wants to protect you from everything, and himself.
"That's it, that's my beautiful warrior taking me so well. A little bit more, and I'll start. Don't cry okay? Hold me if you feel like you're gonna break, because I'll protect you in any way I can."
Vale - Praising.
One of the few reasons why he likes to praise you, is because he doesn't want to become impatient, like the last fight with his former childhood friend. He doesn't want to scare you off by going too fast with you.
He always has a way to surprise you, and praise you with small notes using the wind whenever he was away to god knows where. So you know fully well that he was still inlove with you, as much as you were inlove with him too.
One thing he's done that made you pin your love to him, is that in one time, he raised you in the air. Still fully inside you while making you look at the sky. Whispering how nice it was, but how gorgeous you were than it. It truly made you fall inlove.
Think of how much he'll use his powers to show you how much beautiful you were than anything else. He'll spoil you with confidence, and make you forget he's still fucking himself into you.
Wanna make him flustered now? Blow softly into his ear and whisper how much of a good boy he was to you. Just do it and imagine the rest. *◇*
"You feel as good as how much the wind blows freely through the wind. You're truly agonizing for my small heart. But I still love you, even more than my love for the wind."
Valir - Praising.
His overwhelming powers had him worried that you'll be scared off, so he tries every bit of his hours to prove to you that he's not a threat, only to find out that you really didn't mind.
He was more comfortable at your explanation and became more and more open with his praises, and touches that he was hesitant to give you before.
Tell this man to do something sexual, and watch how his face suddenly flares into a small fire. But then, laugh and praise him for reacting so lightly. Imagine what he would do to you right after making him lust for you.
Wanna guess how he calms you down if you feel too overstimulated with his never ending thrusts? Using his controlled fire and rubbing it againts the ache in your abdomen. Listen to the praises he has in store for you, because it's worth it.
Please give this man a chance for your love. He won't stop loving you for giving him patience to wait for Vale, I promise! ~<~
"You're the one I'll love and worship forever. I promise you I won't stop loving you, and will keep making you feel loved if you stay with me. I love you so much."
Xavier - Praising.
His passion is literally the one that helps with the praises he says to you. And the fact that you brought him his passion back, made him feel like he owe every ounce of it to you. So he never stops praising you for it.
The amount of love he has in store for you, it'll drive you nuts. Because you can't make him lose his composure in any point in time. Even sex!
There is one incident though, while he was praising you, and moving his tip along your hole to tease you for a bit, you pushed your hips up and captured his lips as well. He lost it, and moaned loudly into your mouth. That's the first time he lost his composure.
Also, if you try doing that again, add in a sprinkle of.. praise if you don't mind. Make his mind melt because you did the same thing he keeps doing to you! ~v~
Imagine he just uses his magic to keep you in place while you're forced to take in his slow thrusts, and gentle praises. That's one way of defining heaven.
"That's it my dear, give me another one, again. Do it again, there you go..~, that's my little pup being so well to me. And cumming with my permission."
Yi Sun-Shin - Praising.
The leadership this guy has tires him a lot. I beg of you, let him spew loving praises into your ear once he gets to you and makes love with you. He deserves more than him being able to remember the past incidents..
But don't forget to love him either! Tell him how much he worked hard for you and the town and convince him to rest after you two finish. His heart will be at peace if you do.
Imagine him just cupping your face and pulling you to his face. Not to kiss you, but to admire you while he slowed down his thrusts to only grind on you. He's a hopeless romatic for you.
On the other hand, in some days where he's stressed, lay him down and purr praises into his ear while you ride him. He'll take control after you both finished your first orgasm together.
Your relationship dynamic and sex life is like.. Give, give, and receive— this is from everyone else's perspective. But behind closed doors, both of you make sure to keep it even.
"Exploring the oceans is something I can't stop doing, but making love to you like this... seeing your eyes glaze up from pleasure. I can stop for a moment just to see this for a moment."
Yu Zhong - Praising.
He has good intentions, but the way he shows it to you is just really messy. And more often than not, he ends up hurting your feelings on accident.
But please forgive him, he really tries to not hurt you! The uncontrollable form that keeps subconsciously devouring his body just makes it hard for him to love you like in the past.
Reassure him that you didn't mean to lash out on him for hurting you when you two try to make up by doing it again. He'll resolve, and calm down before nuzzling againts your neck and making love to you all night.
Don't be surprised when he suddenly goes hard on you when you moan his name, he tries to take his mind off of transforming by burrying himself in your pleasure.
When he finally has control of himself, and he explores around with you. You'll realize how much of a softie he is towards you and love making. Snuggle this man with your love. `*♥︎*`
"You're the only person that can keep the monster consuming me inside in control. I love you, I owe everything to you. Please don't push me away when I can't stop.."
Zilong - Both.
Honestly, he's conflicted on whether or not he should praise or degrade you. It's not because he's scared. It's because; He wants to do both, but he can't find the right words for it.
The very first time he did let go and let his mind speak, you turned red and clenched tightly around him. He went insane because of your tight hole clenching around him.
Training is really enjoyable and stressful for him, that's why he's conflicted about the two. His mixed feelings always defines his words during sex.
Imagine you're riding him, and you look down to see his face. His mind would absolutely melt at the sight of your fucked out face. And then, he'll exclaim a loud praise of approval in response.
He absolutely loves it when you degrade him. It'll make him more motivated to fuck you dumb on the matress both of you are having sex in.
"That's your weak spot, yeah? You like it when I hit it don't you? You like being dominated by me? Say you like it, say that you like it. Please!"
I hope you enjoyed reading this, as much as I enjoyed writing it! Take care of yourself! <3
oooh soo can I req like maybe either aamon or nolan as the core of the game and the reader as the marksman
like after he helps the marksman's lane and goes back to his objectives, the roamer visits her lane next and they'd just wonder why the reader is so out of focus and trembling HWHAH like something else happened when the jungler visited yes nsfw pls hehe also mwah to ur writing <3
MLBB NSFW
Nolan x Fem! Marksman! Reader
Notes: Minors don't interact. Thank u very much for requesting this, the fact that I immediately worked on this is very funny to me. Reader is female as always. Reader is the marksman in the team. Nolan being gentle with you. Reader and Nolan are in a relationship. Slightly smut. implied vaginal sex, gentle Nolan, daddy kink, doggy position, praise, nicknames used sweetheart, princess.
Rafaela left to help her brother, Argus in exp lane with Kadita as he was having a hard time due to X Borg and Hilda. You were waiting in the bushes quietly, waiting for Moskov to come so you ambush him. You were on high alert. Ever since Moskov managed to get a new ability to teleport using his spear, you hated getting surprise attacked, especially by him whenever you two are up against each other. You suddenly felt someone behind you making you turn around quickly and press your gun to the person's throat but your eyes widened when you see it was just your jungler, Nolan, who have you an amused yet surprised look.
"You're on high alert today unlike the last times.." He chuckles softly as he looks at you. You quickly put down your gun, looking down in embarrassment.
"S-Sorry, it's well.. I guess I'm just up against Moskov again.." You mumble as you continue to look out from the bushes, wondering when your enemy will come.
Nolan chuckles softly, he gently pulls you close to him with one arm encircled around you waist making you gasp. You look at him, confused and blushing.
"You don't have to worry about Moskov, I took care of him already. You need to relax, sweetheart.." He gently traces his lips over your cheek. A bright blush erupts your cheeks making you look away. He smiles seeing this, pulling you closer till your back is against his chest.
"N-Nolan, wait.. what are you doing?" You ask blushing as you squirm in his strong arms.
He could only chuckled again as he watches you try to struggle against him cutely. He starts kissing the lobe of your ear down to your neck.
"Trying to make you feel relaxed princess, you're too tense.." He coos as he continues to press kisses on your exposed neck making you whimper. "But do keep your noises down, don't want anyone to hear us, yeah?"
You nod softly, breathing shakily as your hands grip your skirt. But you gasp when he bites your neck as gentle as he could while he whispers again in your ear.
"Words, princess.." You feel shivers go down your spine as well as butterflies erupt in your stomach as you reply, leaning against him even more.
"Y-Yes, Daddy.."
"Good girl, now.. let me take care of you, my precious girl." He coos as he puts you on your hands and knees, he lifts your skirt up to reveal your pretty pink panties. You bit your lower lip, hoping no one comes in your lane. You didn't want to stop at this point, Nolan was treating you better than the last man you dated.
You gasp softly when you feel his rough fingers rub you through your panties. You bit your lip to prevent any sounds from leaking. It didn't take long for Nolan to take off your panties and began to fuck you with his shaft making you mewl through your bit lips as you clutched the grass beneath you. And after making love to you in the bushes, he gives you a kiss on the forehead, and cleans you up and fixing your clothes back on before leaving to go back to his original goal of getting stronger and eliminating Yu Zhong, the team's enemy jungler and Moskov.
Rafaela looks at you worriedly as she noticed that you stumbled a bit after the both of you were clearing away minions.
"Y/n, you ok? You should go rest.." She says worriedly as she looks at you, placing a gentle hand on your shoulder but you shook your head.
"I'll be ok.. nothing to worry about.." You sigh softly. In the corner of your eye, you can see your lover, smirking in amusement.
