#murdock fic

[weirdlyhornyforegos]

Welcome Home

MINORS DNI!!! This from an au I've been skrunkling on for the like the last week. All you need to know for this specific fic is that you are high up in some company and rich, Yancy is your sugar baby, and sometimes you bring in Murdock for some extra fun. Yancy x Murdock x amab reader

Wordcount: 1.7k+

Tags/warnings: dom/sub dynamics, dom reader, use of sir, begging, crying, degradation, praise, oral, anal, slight dumbification

Before you left for your week long work trip, you had said to Murdock and Yancy that they were free to have any fun they'd like, within the usual rules of course.

So coming home to a quiet house, or at least quiet in the way that Yancy doesn't greet you at the door like he often does.

Because you can hear something coming from upstairs.

Quick to get your shoes and jacket off, you follow the noise to your bedroom, where upon opening the door you are met with the rather lovely sight of Yancy on his hands and knees on your bed, Murdock pounding into him from behind.

You realize tears are streaming down Yancy's face, hiccups and whines mixing with moans. As soon as he spots you, one arm tries to reach out, but has to quickly be slammed back down so he doesn't lose his balance and faceplant into the mattress.

"Sir, sir, siiirrrrr, pleaseeeeee!"

"Welcome home, we were just having some fun." Murdock speaks as you spot the cockring around Yancy's cock.

"Baby boy, how long and how much?" Yancy can't seem to answer. You look to his hands for any sort of signal for a pause or a stop, but his hands are curled into the sheets hard enough that his knuckles are turning white, and his moans blends in with his cries.

You chuckle, taking a seat on the small couch you had brought into your room just for a scenario like this. Sitting down, you lean back, content to watch Murdock finish up

"Don't let me interrupt. Put on a good show for me, won't you, baby boy?"

Murdock grins, pinching a nipple, making Yancy shiver and whimper. He rocks back into Murdock, tears streaming down his face as he does so.

He tries to put his head and upper body down so he can muffle his noises, but Murdock is having none of it, pulling him up by his hair so Yancy’s back is pressed against his chest.

“Oh no, none of that baby boy. No hiding when you’re supposed to provide entertainment.” Yancy whimpering as Murdock fucks into him, arm across his chest and hand on his hip keeping him in place.

Looking at you when he manages to keep his eyes open, pleading for you to do something.

But you don’t, just lazily touching yourself over your pants, and watching your baby boy getting fucked within an inch of his life, just as he deserves.

This goes on for a while.

You just watch as Murdock keeps your baby boy an absolute mess.

He's leaking, blubbering, holding onto Murdock's arm around his chest for dear life as Murdock kisses over his shoulder and neck. He's murmuring absolute filth into Yancy's skin, sometimes making eye contact with you as he does so.

At one point he lets his teeth drag over skin, making Yancy shudder oh so sweetly. You send him a warning glare, Murdock grinning back at you.

"How much trouble would I be in if I marked up this pretty little patch of skin?" A finger strokes over a spot just beneath Yancy's jaw.

"A lot."

"I thought you said I could have any fun I'd like." Murdock kisses the spot, which earns a whimper from Yancy, not only because of the kiss, but also because Murdock has stopped fucking him, just staying inside of Yancy, keeping his cock warm.

"I said that both of you could, but that is one of the few rules I have for you both, and it shouldn't be broken."

"He would look rather stunning with some marks all over his pretty neck, no?"

"He would, but he's not getting them from you. Unless you'd like to be punished?"

"Not tonight, I would prefer to walk out of here." He sends a glare at you, but you can see the heat hidden underneath.

Neither of you say anything for a few moments, then Murdock sighs, pulling out of Yancy, which causes him to whimper. Murdock shushes him, leading him by the hair over to you. He pushes Yancy down to straddle your lap, then sinks back inside of him.

"If I can't make marks, at least our sweet little toy can get that little visual upgrade from you." A beat, a grin. "Sir." Yancy's breath hitches as Murdock starts fucking him again, albeit slower this time.

You start to kiss over his throat and shoulders, gently tilting his head back at first, touch fleeting and light.

But that doesn't last long, the temptation of Yancy and the noises you know he can make are too strong, and as soon as you bite down, both of them groan in unison.

"Do that again, he got so fucking tight and perfect around my cock." It's not often you take orders from Murdock, but this time you are on the same wavelength. So you bite down again, and again that wonderful mix of noise from them both.

For every bite and every hickey you make, Yancy groans, moans, or cries, his voice begging you even though he doesn't utter a single word, too gone for it. Murdock keeps talking to him, switching between degradation and praise, often mixing the two.

"Such a perfect whore aren't you? So open for anyone your Sir tells you to fuck. So willing to just be used and abused, fucked like the little toy you are."

"You just need your Sir's teeth on you to cum, don't you? Such a sweet, but oh so sick, little thing."

"Made to be ruined, that is what you are, made to be filled with cocks and cum."

"Pleaseeeee" It's the first word Yancy has uttered since he begged you to cum when you came home, so you take pity on your baby boy.

Giving no warning to either of them, you reach down, slipping the cockring off Yancy. He doesn't even have time to say anything before he spills all over your hand and the front of your pants.

Murdock grunts, and while Yancy shakes apart around him, he gets a few more pumps in before he spills himself inside of Yancy.

"Such a good baby boy." You whisper into his ear, catching his lips in a gentle kiss.

"Want youse….." Yancy slurs out, Murdock laughs behind him, but you ignore that in favor of sending a fond smile Yancy's way.

"You can get me wherever you want baby, as your reward." Yancy blinks slowly, nods, gasping as Murdock pulls out. "Where do you want me baby?"

"Mouth….." Another slow blink, before he maneuvers himself off your lap and down on his knees. Murdock sits down next to you, throwing an arm over your shoulder, watching as Yancy nuzzles your cock through your pants.

"What a lovely sight." He reaches down, unzipping your pants for Yancy, and helping him move your underwear out of the way so Yancy can get his mouth on your cock.

"You feeling in a- ah!" Your sentence is broken up as Yancy sinks his mouth down as far as he can go. "Love-y mood tonight?"

"Sometimes a reward is in order after all." Yancy swallows around your cock, making you look down at him.

He has his hands crossed behind his back, his gaze dazed, but at the same time filled with lust. You know what he wants now, but Murdock beats you to it, tangling a hand in his hair, and begins moving him up and down on your cock.

"What a lovely toy." He grins at you, and you huff, rolling your eyes as you tangle a hand in his hair instead, and drag him in for a kiss.

"And the love-y mood was gone." You speak against his lips, which gets a chuckle from Murdock before he kisses you. Yancy whines around your cock and it feels amazing.

You know you won't last long, not with the show they gave you, but you still savor in the feeling of a warm mouth moving up and down on your cock, and the slight stubble as you kiss Murdock.

It only takes a few minutes of two mouths on you for you to cum, spilling yourself into one as you moan against the other.

"Such a good Sir." Murdock whispers in your ear, biting your earlobe for the briefest of seconds. He's testing the limits, and you both know it. Though instead of challenging or calling him on it, you turn your focus to Yancy.

He has his eyes closed, head resting on your thigh, breathing heavy and a bit shaky. Reaching out, your gentle touch to his cheek makes him open his eyes. He opens his mouth next, showing how your cum is gone.

"Good boy." You gently urge him to get up, doing the same. You check him over as he sways lightly in your hold, and Murdock's as he gets up to, supporting Yancy with a hand on his back.

"You good baby?"

"Mhm, thank youse sir." You give him a quick kiss, holding his face. He leans into your touch, closing his eyes again and sighing, a sound you know means that you will need help to keep him from falling asleep until you have at least gotten him through the shower.

You glance at Murdock, who is watching the display with rapt attention. When you make eye-contact with him, you raise a brow, and he nods.

You both start to move Yancy in the direction of the bathroom, which makes Yancy let out a little noise if discontent, because it's the opposite direction of the bed.

"Shush baby boy, your sir and I just need to take care of you first, then you'll get to sleep as much as you'd like."

"And cuddles?" Yancy mumbles as you make it to the bathroom.

"And of course cuddles, in clean sheets even, since Murdock will change them." Murdock snorts, and you poke out your tongue at him. "Your turn, and besides, you started this."

"Technically you did, when you left for your work trip and said I could have some fun." Murdock lets go of Yancy for a few moments, getting the shower started.

"Again, I said both of you could have fun, an-"

"I had fun..." Yancy mutters as he bonks his head against your shoulder, before he is led inside the shower.

"I know baby." All three of you in the shower is luckily no problem anymore since you got the bathroom renovated.

"Of course you did, it was with me." You try to flick Murdock's side, but he easily avoids it, glaring at you with no heat. You roll your eyes then chuckle.

[weirdlyhornyforegos]

Good Morning Sunshine

Yes I know it has been months, and I have so much other stuff to write, but self indulgence is the name of the game. Murdock x amab reader

Wordcount: 1.1k+

Tags/warnings: frottage, biting, choking, dom-ish reader, maybe a smidge of size difference

You slowly wake up in your bed, curled around Murdock's back. You're no fully awake quite yet, your nose against the back of his neck. He shifts and sighs in his sleep, but doesn't wake.

One of your arms is over his waist, the other squeezed between you, resting against Murdock's bare back.

It takes a few moments, of just laying there and breathing in the scent of him and feeling the warmth under the covers, to realize you're hard.

You lick your lips, shifting, thinking for a moment, then rock your hips forward, rubbing yourself against Murdock's lower back. Your arm over his waist moves, and you're not surprised to find him half hard in his boxers. You start to message him, quickly bringing him to full hardness, and also into awakeness.

He wakes with a groan, rutting into your hand, and then rocking back into you as he feels your hard cock against him.

"Oh, are you in a mood this morning, sunshine?" He growls out, and he gets his answer as you shift, and your hand between the two of you moves up to tangle in his hair and move his head to get easy access to bite down on his neck.

"Oh, yes my sunshine, take what you want from Sir." He groans as you keep rutting against him, moving your attention from his neck to his shoulder, biting down hard. It doesn't bleed, but Murdock grunts from the pain, then chuckles.

His voice is still laden with the gravel of sleep, but none of his movements are sleepy or slow as he keeps moving against your hand and pushing himself back against your cock.

One of his hands reaches back to push your head against his shoulder, encouraging you to keep marking the area, not that you really need that with the noises he is making with every pass of your lips, teeth, and tongue.

Soothing the sting of a bite as he tries to get one hand down his boxers, but you slap it away.

"No touch." Murdock laughs, but it's quickly cut off as your hand moves from his hair to curl around his throat. A squeeze, and you feel his cock twitch beneath your hand.

And you're sure Murdock can feel yours twitch against him just above his ass.

You have half a mind to push your underwear down to feel that wonderful skin to skin contact, but that would require moving one of your hands away from Murdock.

And you can't have that.

So you keep your palm pressed against his clothed cock, feeling it twitch and move underneath your hand, the fabric of his boxers getting more soaked by the second.

Though you won't allow him fully touch himself, you do allow Murdock to press his hand over yours, and press your hand down even harder against him.

"Fuck, what a way to wake up, hmm?" You don't say an answer out loud, but you do squeeze once around his cock and around his throat, which is a good enough response for him. The laughing moan he lets out is wonderfully breathless, though he keeps talking.

"My little Sunshine, just taking what they want, not caring at all for what Sir wants." He's right, that is exactly the plan you have at this wonderful moment.

And you're sure he wants to say something more, so as soon as his mouth opens again, you quickly move your hand from his throat and up to his mouth so you can press two fingers inside of his mouth.

He grunts around the sudden intrusion, but is quick to start sucking at your digits like they are your cock, rolling his tongue against the underside like he has done to your cock many a time before.

The feeling of that, all the memories that it brings back, and how good he feels rocking against you makes the string inside of you snap, and you cum with a cry of his name which is mostly muffled against his shoulder as you sink your teeth in, this time drawing blood.

Your hips rut against his back for a few more moments, and you know he can feel your cum seep through your boxers as he smirks around your fingers.

Lucky for Murdock, you keep palming his cock all through your orgasm and those wonderful last spurts and twitches. Though you don't think you could stop your hand with how he's pushing his own down on top.

Shifting just a bit, you give Murdock no warning as you slip your hand away from underneath his, and instead slip it fully inside his underwear to take his cock in hand. He's rock hard, not that you had any doubts from before, and so wet, leaking all over your hand as you give him one pump, then two.

Clearly he wasn't far behind you, because with 5 more strokes and your tongue lapping up the little bit of blood that came forth when you bit him as you came, he cums too.

He cums hard, you can feel his teeth brush against your fingers, and the hand in your hair gripping hard enough to be on the edge between good and too much pain. You stroke him through it, reveling in the aftershocks and feeling how his cum coats your hand.

You need to get it cleaned off, but don't want to let go of Murdock yet, which does give you an idea. Pulling your other fingers out of his mouth as you let go of his cock, Murdock clearly thinks you've had enough as he speaks once more.

"There you go, have you ha- ngk!" His sentence is cut short as three cum covered fingers are shoved into his empty mouth.

He groans around them, but dutifully sucks and licks, tasting himself on your fingers.

You grin against his shoulder, trusting them in and out of his mouth a few times before pulling them out. Though you don't move your hand far, pressing your palm against his mouth, making sure he gets every drop that covers your hand, the wonderful work his tongue is doing is already making arousal stir in your stomach once more..

"I am going to ruin you." You whisper against his skin, giving a kiss to one of the many bites on his shoulder. You feel his breath wash over your hand as Murdock gives it one last lick and chuckles.

"Big words coming from you, you think you will be able to follow through?" You let your hand fall down on his chest, pinching a nipple as you lick over your hardest bite mark.

"Oh yes Sir."

[weirdlyhornyforegos]

Kinktober Day 16 - dp & leather

MINORS DNI!!!! Day 16 of Kinktober is: dp & leather - Murdock x Yancy x amab reader. I started out with this idea that it was going to be a shorter one.... Brainrot go brrrrr. Really happy with how it came out, enjoy ;3

Also posted on AO3 Kinktober masterlist is here

Wordcount: 2.8k+

Tags/warnings: Yancy gets called good boy/baby boy, double penetration, leather gloves, cum eating

A gentle leather clad hand brushing over your cheek brings you back to the awake world. You blink a few times, being met by the grinning face of Murdock, his eyes hidden behind his sunglasses, which means he must have been awake for a while.

“Hey sunshine.” He leans down, planting a kiss on your forehead.

“Mmhhh, good morning.”

“It’s almost noon.” You shift onto your back, carding your fingers through his hair, keeping him close and bent over.

“It’s my day off, so sue me.” You tug him down for a kiss, intending for it to be short. But Murdock isn’t one for that, so he deepens the kiss, like he almost always does.

The thought of dragging him down on top of you crosses your mind, but is interrupted by someone clearing their throat. Breaking the kiss, you whip your head to the side, spotting a man standing just inside the door of your bedroom.

He’s wearing a black leather jacket, white t-shirt, and jeans, his hair is slicked back, and you can see a tattoo on the side of his neck. Which you only notice since he rubs his neck, glancing at you before looking down on the floor.

“Who are you?” Murdock is quick to answer before the man can.

“Remember the friend I told you about?” Murdock pulls back, sauntering over to the man, spinning around when he’s next to him, and smacks between the other man’s shoulder blades, causing the man to have to re-balance himself.

“This is Yancy, and he got out of prison yesterday.” Murdock reminds you of a proud cat that has dragged in a bird that he has hunted for you. Though this little bird is more alive than what a cat would have brought in.

“Ah, so that was where you went yesterday. I thought you just had some work to do.” You sit up on the bed, crossing your legs, supporting one arm on your knee so you can put your head in your hand. You pay no mind that you’re only clad in boxers, but Yancy glances at your barely covered lower half, blushing when you catch him looking.

“It was, and I think he deserves a little celebration, don’t you?”

“Youse don’t need to talk about me like I’m not here.” Yancy only sounds a little bit annoyed, and hello, accent.

“Like you don’t get off on it.” Murdock huffs, and Yancy opens his mouth as if to say something, but you speak before he can.

“I agree with Murdock, at least on the celebration part.” You grin, moving so the headboard is against your back with your legs stretched out in front of you. You grin at Yancy, who licks his lips, his focus fully on you. You pat your thigh, a motion Yancy follows before looking up at your face.

“Come on baby boy, take a seat.” Yancy flushes, very much the reaction you were aiming for. He walks over to the bed, putting a knee on the edge of the bed before you stop him. “Lose the jacket.”

He obliges, shucking off the jacket, revealing more tattoos. You look at them as he gets into bed, straddling your lap with only some gentle prodding. Your hands grab his hips, feeling the firm muscles there as he shifts. His hands land on your shoulders after some mild hesitation.

“Aren’t you a pretty thing?” You grin up at Yancy, who opens his mouth to answer, but is once more interrupted, this time by Murdock winding his arms around Yancy’s stomach from behind.

“The prettiest.” Yancy side-eyes him when Murdock hooks his chin over Yancy’s shoulder.

“So this is how it’s going to be?” You kiss underneath Yancy’s jaw after he speaks, and you’re sure he can feel your grin against his skin.

“We’re a package deal pretty boy, you don’t get one without the other.” You take a piece of skin between your teeth, carefully biting down. “Besides, Murdock has already told me a few things about you.”

Yancy looks down as you let up from his neck, though that is quickly overtaken by Murdock.

“What do youse know?”

“A couple of things.” Moving one hand from his hip, you drag it over his stomach, up his chest, with a brief pause at a nipple, and then settle it in his hair. You smile at him, which he returns. That disappears into a moan as you tug harshly on his hair, forcing his head back to bare his throat to you. Murdock chuckles behind Yancy, while Yancy licks his lips, trying to gather his mind.

“That being one of them.” One of Murdock’s leather covered hands travels down to the front of Yancy’s pants, rubbing against the growing bulge there.

“Is not fair.” Yancy grumbles, but doesn’t seem too perturbed as he starts bucking up against Murdock’s hand.

“Sweetheart, have you ever known me to play fair?” Murdock rumbles, and you almost laugh when Yancy sighs a very put upon sigh, and shakes his head. Well, as much as he can when you keep his head tilted back with an iron grip on his hair. Leaning forward, you lick a stripe over Yancy’s neck, hearing him swallow heavily in response.

His breath also hitches, and when you look down you see Murdock has unbuttoned Yancy’s pants, his still gloved hand now circling Yancy’s cock.

“Someone is impatient.” Murdock smirks, starting to slowly move his hand up and down on Yancy’s cock. That gets a whine from Yancy as he tries to thrust into Murdock’s hand, but you and Murdock keep him down with a hand on each hip. If your cock weren’t already getting interested, it certainly would have now.

“Only to hear those pretty noises I know he can make, my sunshine.”

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Finally prepped, perhaps a little more than necessary (but who can really blame you when Yancy makes such pretty noises while being fingered open?), Murdock helps Yancy position himself over your cock while you lean against the headboard again.

With firm and still gloved hands guiding him, he starts to sink down on you, and it takes some willpower from you to not just drag him down all the way at once. He’s warm and squeezing perfectly around your cock, making you throb inside of him.

“Mhm, baby boy, so fucking perfect.” Yancy’s head falls backwards onto Murdock’s shoulder, who takes the opportunity to catch his lips in a kiss.

Yancy settles fully on your cock, every inch of you inside that wonderful heat of him. You let out a low moan, throwing your head back for a moment before leaning forward to kiss over Yancy’s neck.

With the attention from both you and Murdock the skin of his neck is already a littered canvas, so you settle for giving a few kitten licks over the marks as you let Yancy adjust.

Only when you feel him try to roll his hips and grind down on you do you do anything more. You loosen your hold on his hips, and he lifts himself up a bit before sinking down again.

“Fuck baby, feels so good.” You groan against his skin, and you can barely hear the moan that gets from Yancy, since it’s muffled against Murdock’s lips.

As he starts to move more, he has to stop kissing Murdock, the angle too odd to keep up. You move back from his neck, catching Yancy’s gaze as he speeds up.

But Murdock is not one to let you have all the attention, so as Yancy bounces on your cock, he rubs himself against Yancy’s ass with strong hands framing his ribs.

Yancy’s hands grips yours and Murdock’s hair, tugging and moaning loudly. You chuckle, and Murdock lets out a groan.

“Such a pretty little thing, made to take cock.” Yancy keens at the praise, but that could also be Murdock’s hand wrapping around his cock. You pay it not too much mind, focused on keeping Yancy bouncing on your cock, feeling him clench around your cock.

You know you hit his prostate when he almost startles on your cock, back bending with a single loud “Fuck!” from him.

You keep aiming for that spot as well as you can, hitting it every so often while Murdock keeps talking into Yancy’s ear, the almost whisper close to getting lost in the sound of flesh against flesh and Yancy’s moans and cries of pleasure.

“Stretched around a cock, so full, and you love it, don’t you?” Yancy nods, whining as Murdock’s hand around his cock slows down. It doesn’t disappear completely, but his touch is a lot lighter, teasing and barely there while you keep Yancy moving up and down on your cock with ease.

You see Murdock removing his hand from Yancy’s ribs, tugging his glove off with his teeth. Curious, you keep your eyes on him, in return you get a wicked smile. With nimble fingers he easily opens the lube again and spreads some on his fingers, dropping the bottle on the bed as he gets Yancy’s bouncing to slow down.

“I think you could take more, don’t you think so as well, dove?” One of his fingers presses inside of Yancy alongside your cock, and you’re not sure who moans louder, you or Yancy.

“Pleaseeee.”

“Please what?” Murdock grins at you over Yancy’s shoulder, kissing his shoulder as Yancy pants, holding himself completely still now.

“Want me to open you up even more, make you feel that stretch you love? Want me to fuck you open with my fingers alongside my sunshine’s cock, and then my cock too?” Yancy groans, and you feel him clench so wonderfully around your cock.

You know Murdock likes to hear people beg in so many ways, and it seems Yancy knows too, as he only takes a few more moments before he begs so prettily.

“Please, please, please, fill me with youses cock and fingers, and then both of your cocks, please! I- I- I- need it, I need it.” Murdock laughs, but it’s not mocking, only smug and triumphant.

“I know you do, I know you are a good boy and can take us both.” Murdock does let go of Yancy’s cock then, but only for a moment, since it picks up the lube bottle to get some more lube to where the three of you are now joined, if a bit thinly at the moment.

You could have perhaps helped Murdock, but you’re a bit preoccupied with not just thrusting up into Yancy, or coming too close to the edge. The way Yancy clenches around you, grinding down onto you, and the thought of you and Murdock fucking him at the same time is making your head spin.

It doesn’t help when Murdock starts moving his finger back and forth, starting to stretch Yancy more, and at the same time brushing against your cock. The groan that leaves you is a little choked off, and you hear Murdock chuckle as your head falls onto Yancy’s shoulder.

“Should we have gotten out the cockring for you sweetheart?”

“Hng, fuck no, just give me a moment.”

“Mhm, I’m not going to stop.”

“Not asking you to. I’m just way too close, and if you were to move Yancy, I would cum.” You hear Yancy draw a deep and shaky breath, but you don’t know if that was a reaction to your words, or a reaction to Murdock adding another finger.

Not that it really matters, because being kept still on your cock is not what Yancy wants. So after a while he starts to grind his hips down, which you let him do since you’re not as close anymore. But, you don’t start to move him up and down yet, instead just feeling how hot he is, and how stretched he is getting.

Murdock adds a third finger rather quickly, moving them in and out of Yancy at a quicker and quicker pace. Yancy is constantly letting out little moans and groans, tugging on both of your hair. You start to plant kisses all over Yancy’s shoulder, your mouth and tongue worshiping the skin it can reach.

All the while Murdock has a hold of Yancy’s cock, but he’s not jerking him off or anything, just keeping his hold there and letting Yancy gently rock into the still gloved hand.

And then the fingers inside of Yancy are gone, though he is not left with only you inside of him for long, as Murdock slowly, carefully, starts to push his cock inside of Yancy alongside your own.

You grip Yancy’s hips hard enough to bruise, biting down on his shoulder as he lets out perhaps the prettiest moan you have ever heard. All breathless and high, and the hand in your hair clenches and unclenches while he gets filled more and more.

When Murdock is finally all the way inside of Yancy, Murdock groans, claiming Yancy’s other shoulder with a bite, making him yelp with the pain.

“Fuck baby boy, so tight and perfect for us.” You whisper against Yancy’s skin.

“It would be, ah, perfect if you moved.” Yancy whines, grinding down, causing you and Murdock to let out a moan in unison.

“Soon little dove, so impatient.” Murdock teases, starting to move his hand over Yancy’s cock again. Yancy moans, bucking up into the hold. You go with it, your hands on his hips starting to guide him to slowly move up and down.

He doesn’t go far, but he doesn’t need to. Even the shallow bounces feel so amazing, your cock rubbing against Murdock’s with every minuscule movement of Yancy’s hips.

You’re not going to last long, but you don’t think the others are either. The room is so warm, filled with the smell of sex, the only noise the moans from all three of you, and the whines from Yancy.

He’s so tight around your cock, squeezing even with how spread he is. He doesn’t try to control the speed of any of what is happening, letting you and Murdock take full control. Which you revel in, and know Murdock does too, as you make him move up and down on your cock.

You’re close, so close to spilling over that edge, but you want Yancy to cum first. So, your hand joins Murdock’s gloved one on Yancy’s cock, guiding Murdock to speed up. The pace is a lot faster than any other movement, but you want, no, need, to feel Yancy fall apart on your cocks.

And less than a minute you get that, as Yancy spills himself over your shared hands with a cry. Murdock groans loudly, pumping his hips forward once, twice, thrice, then cumming inside of Yancy.

Yancy’s noise and Murdock’s cum filling him up, sends you careening over the edge of your own orgasm. You pump your hips up too, making sure every drop of cum spills inside Yancy, mixing with Murdock’s.

You tremble slightly as you pull out of Yancy, Murdock in a similar state as he does the same.

Yancy is just boneless on your lap, so it’s easy to move him down on his back on the bed. He’s panting, licking his lip as a lazy smile spreads across his face.

“Fuck, youse....” He doesn’t say anything else, throwing an arm over his face and giggling. Murdock and you lock eyes as Yancy stretches, then you look down on Yancy’s cum covered stomach.

Catching onto the idea that popped into your head just seconds earlier, you can Murdock lean down in unison, licking over the cum covered skin.

“Shit!” That earns you both a hand in your hair, and though Yancy tries to move you both, you stay down there to lick every inch clean.

When you’re satisfied that you have gotten every drop, you sit up, enchaining a kiss leaning over Yancy.

“Fuck, that was hot.” Yancy speaks in awe as you break the kiss, turning to grin at him. You lean down, kissing him too, your tongue quickly coming out to brush against his lower lip. He opens his mouth so eagerly, and your tongue dips inside, letting him taste himself and Murdock from you.

Breaking the kiss, Murdock takes over, giving Yancy the same treatment. You watch them, just enjoying the view of the hot and languid kiss.

Though, when it goes on for a little too long and one of his hands travels upwards to rub against one of Yancy’s nipples, you pinch his shoulder.

“What was that for sunshine?” He almost pouts, and you smack his shoulder.

“Clean up and cuddles first Murdock. Then maybe round two, if we’re all up for it.”

“I am.” Comes the quick answer from below you, and that coupled with the smug grin Murdock sports makes you laugh.

[weirdlyhornyforegos]

Kinktober 11 - Frottage & spanking

MINORS DNI!!!! Day 11 of Kinktober is: frottage & spanking - Murdock x gn reader. This man I swear...... Think I know a few that like him :3

Also posted on AO3 Kinktober masterlist is here

Wordcount: 800+

Tags/warnings: frottage, spanking, possessiveness

For you, it’s always easy to tell when Murdock is frustrated, whether it is at “work” or something else.

Not that it really matters what has caused it, because it can only end in so many ways, the situation you currently find yourself in being one of them.

He has your back pressed against the wall of the living room, your legs around his waist, your arms around his neck, and his hard dick pressing against your ass as he kisses you for all you’re worth.

It’s messy, all tongue and teeth as he ruts against you, not even bothering to get any of his own or your clothes off for the first time in a while. Normally, he prefers to be naked or at least have his cock out, but tonight he seems in no mood to slow down, even for that. He even has his sunglasses on.

Your nails dig into his neck as your arousal soars, making your heart hammer in your chest as you grind down against Murdock.

Though really, he’s doing most of the work, firm hands moving you like he pleases, and it probably shouldn’t get you as hot as it does.

But fuck, when have you ever really cared about that with him.

He breaks your kiss, but only so he can place a few quick ones over your neck and bite down. You yelp at the pain, grabbing his hair rather harshly at the same time, which prompts Murdock to groan as he licks over his bite.

“Fuck, I don’t even need to have you on my cock for you to be perfect for me.” It’s said in a voice very close to a growl, which fucking hell, if you weren’t throbbing before, you certainly are now.

He keeps pressing himself against you, and though in some part of your mind you’re hoping for more, this is so hot you don’t think you need it.

Murdock has his mouth on your neck, sucking hickeys and biting new marks all over it, pushing himself (and by extension you) closer and closer to the edge.

You do your best to take what you’re given, and as Murdock’s grinding gets quicker and more uncoordinated, you tug on his hair, being the first of you to cum in your pants.

Though Murdock can see it, he certainly knows what just happened. He growls, still his movements completely. You’re confused for a moment, because you don’t know why he has stopped.

Then, it hits you.

You didn’t ask permission to cum.

“Sweetheart, you know there are consequences to your actions.” He unwinds your legs from around his waist, almost dropping you into a standing position.

He doesn’t let go of you, and in seconds you find yourself with your chest pressed against the wall, ass sticking out as Murdock grinds himself against it.

“I think ten should do it, don’t you?”

“Wh-” A slap to your left ass cheek interrupts you. It doesn’t sting as bad as it could since you’re still clothed, but it certainly sends a message.

“Count.” Murdock’s voice is low, and as you look over your shoulder he delivers another slap to almost the exact same spot.

“Ah, fuck, two!”

“Good.” Another slap, this one a little harder, rocking you forwards.

“Three!” This one is against your right cheek, still a rather hard slap.

“Four!” Your ass is starting to warm up, each slap making it sting a little even with the fabric covering your ass.

The rest of your slaps follow in quick succession, so quick that you’re almost certain he got in at least one extra in the time it took for you to count.

“What have you learned?”

“I’m not allowed to cum unless I’m told to!” You’re eager to get the right answer, because though you like the slaps, you know there is another reward you can get.

“Knew it wouldn’t take much to correct you pretty little thing.” He moves you again, this time spinning you around and pushing you down on your knees. You sink so easily, arousal already building again with the way he’s treating you.

“Open your mouth.” You do as you’re told, sticking your tongue out for good measure. Murdock quickly fishes himself out of his pants, taking a few steps closer so his cock is right over your face.

He starts to jerk himself off right above you, looking down on you, eyes hidden behind his sunglasses, though with the way he licks his lips you would guess they are filled with pure lust.

It takes only a few minutes of Murdock jerking off over your outstretched tongue before he cums, spilling himself all over your face, warm ropes of cum covering you in spurts. You let out a low moan, licking up what you can reach with your tongue.

Murdock’s hand is suddenly in your hair, moving your head side to side with the firm hold. Admiring his handiwork, no doubt.

“Perfect.” His grin is sharp, and you know the night in front of you is going to be long, and you almost can’t wait.

[weirdlyhornyforegos]

Kinktober day 20 - blood & drunk sex

MINORS DNI!!!! Day 20 of Kinktober is: blood & drunk sex - Murdock x amab reader. :3

Also posted on AO3 Kinktober masterlist is here

Wordcount: 1k+

Tags/warnings: drunken sex, bloodplay, handjob

Both of you enter on slightly unsteady feet, stumbling as you lock the door behind you, one of you giggling, though you’re not sure who. Your anniversary dinner had gone great, more than great even, and both of you were more than a few drinks in at this point.

Almost as soon as the door is locked behind you, you find yourself in Murdock’s arms, nosing at his hairline. He’s smelling of the floral shampoo you convinced him to use (”It’s good for your hair Murdock!”), and you can’t help but let out a little pleased hum at that.

Murdock’s lips dance over your throat, so you tilt your head back, letting him have all the access he pleases. He growls against your throat, pressing you against the hallway wall, his hands on your hips making you grind against him. His cock is so hard, brushing against your own, making you twitch.

This time it’s him that lets out a little pleased hum, though it’s a lot closer to a growl.

“Come on panther, take me to bed.” Murdock lets out a huff of laughter against your throat, but strong hands lifts you up by your thighs, making you dispel any thoughts about it being a protest.

He carries you with ease to the bedroom, dumping you on the bed so he can start to strip. If his movements are a little more uncoordinated than usual, you don’t comment on it, because your own are much the same.

It doesn’t take long before both of you are fully nude, and Murdock crawls into bed with you, blanketing your body with his own large frame. He presses you down against the mattress as he steals a kiss, lips warm against your own as his hand wraps around both of your cocks, stroking slowly.

His touch is teasing, fleeting, and as you try to buck up into his hand, you’re held down, strong hand on your hip keeping you just where he wants you.

“Murdocckkkk...” You whine against his lips, and you feel him smirk as he moves down to kiss at your neck. Your hands, previously clutching at him, moves to grab at the sheets and the wooden headboard above you.

Only a few seconds of that hard grip before you hiss and withdraw your hand from the headboard. Looking at your middle finger, you see the little wood splinter in it. 

Murdock moves his attention from your neck to your face, looking almost uncharacteristically worried about what you are doing.

Annoyed and without much thought, you put the finger in your mouth, managing, somehow, even in your drunken state, to grab the small end of the splinter with your teeth and pull it out. The movement is quick and it doesn’t bother you too much, though it leaves behind a little bleeding patch of skin.

You’re about to make a quip or some sort of joke about it to Murdock, but then you notice his gaze.

And oh.

You get an idea then.

Carefully, and slowly, you lift your bleeding middle finger up to his lips.

“Sunshine....” He growls, his tone a warning as your finger brushes against his bottom lip.

“Come on Murdock, I know you babyyyyy.” His breathing is unsteady but he gives in, licking up the little blood trail your finger has left behind.

Perhaps it shouldn’t, but seeing and feeling Murdock lick up a part of you you have never shared with anyone before, makes you hot under the collar (if you were wearing one).

So, you keep your middle finger in his mouth, feeling his tongue lick over and prod against the small wound on it. His eyes are closed, and you have to buck your hips up to remind him to start moving his hand around your cocks again.

He does so with a low rumble in his chest, one eye glancing open for a moment as his hand starts to move over your cock and his own. Both of you are leaking with pre-cum, giving ample amount of lube for Murdock’s hand to move with ease over both of your cocks.

Murdock’s mouth might be occupied with your finger, but that gives you ample opportunity to get a hand in his hair, and drag his head back for easy access to his throat. You let your tongue wander over it, almost giggling as you feel him moan under your tongue and around your finger.

Your cock slides against his with ease, so slick and wet, and arousal quickly pools in your lower regions. Your hips pumps up against his hand as you can’t help but let out your own growls and moans against his throat.

You’re not even sure if your finger is bleeding any more, but Murdock sucks around it like a man starved, while his hand moves over your cocks like a man possessed.

So when he mutters out around your finger that he’s going to cum, you keep fucking into his hand, encouraging him to cum against you with every move of your hips and finger. You whisper his name against his neck over and over again, as you feel him shake apart above you.

You feel his cum hit your stomach, and him biting down around your finger, and that is all it takes to make you cum too, biting down on his neck as you do so. He groans, bucking up against you, tongue flicking over the pad of your finger as you both chase your highs against each other.

You pull your finger out of his mouth at the same time as he lets go of your cock, neither of the sounds quiet with how turned on both of you had gotten.

Murdock moves from above you to lay on his side, but pulls you along, not letting you go far even as you can feel his cum and your own dry against the skin of your stomach.

“Mine.” Is all he mumbles as he pulls you close, and moments later he’s asleep. You’re not far behind, head floating from the wonderful mix of alcohol and cumming.