Hai, I didn’t see where it was written if your request were opened or closed but only if they are opened may I request sub Feitan nsfw headcannons, if they are closed pls ignore this!!
⊹FEITAN PORTOR SUB!HEADCANONS⊹ — HUNTER X HUNTER
cw: dom!reader, gender neutral i guess, sub feitan, brat behavior, masochism, impact play, breath, bondage, orgasm denial, knife play, public risk, overstimulation, cockwarming, size kink, toys, cum play, humiliation, aftercare, explicit language
a/n: sorry for taking so long to write this.
feitan is not gonna make it easy for you. he’s never gonna come to bed saying “i want you to fuck me.” instead, he mocks, provokes, makes sarcastic comments—his way of pushing you into dominating him. he’s a textbook brat, proud even when he’s on his knees.
a full-on masochist. he enjoys pain almost as much as pleasure; honestly, he needs you to mix the two. spanking, biting, scratching him raw, burning his skin with rough touches… his body reacts instantly to punishment.
breath control drives him insane. your hand on his throat, squeezing just enough so he feels your dominance, watching him tremble with his face flushed red—it’s the fastest way to shatter his façade.
he hates to admit it, but he loves being tied up. cuffs, ropes, anything. he’ll say “i can get out whenever i want,” but deep down, that helplessness humiliates and excites him like nothing else.
you call him “puppy” or “bratty whore” just to provoke him, and he’ll grit his teeth denying it… but his cock always gives him away.
orgasm control is brutal on him: feitan resists, fights back, insults you… until after the third denial he’s crying, begging in a torn-up voice he would never let the rest of the troupe hear.
the knife is always there. he might even hand it to you himself, with that twisted smile, like saying “go ahead, dare you.” dragging the cold blade over his skin makes him tremble, vulnerable.
semi-public sex: feitan has a fixation with risk. the idea of someone in the troupe overhearing (or worse, walking in) turns him on. he’ll insult you if you suggest it, but still shoves himself into dark corners or leans against the wall like he’s daring you to use him right there.
heavy overstimulation: his pride won’t let him be the first to break, so even when he’s trembling and leaking, he won’t say “enough.” he holds out until he’s wrecked, and honestly, that’s exactly what he wants.
cockwarming wrecks him. he’ll say it’s “a waste of time,” but sitting on your cock, forced to stay still, makes him twitchy and desperate. and the way his body squeezes down unconsciously always gives him away.
huge size kink. feeling smaller, weaker in your hands makes him dizzy. he’s fast and deadly in a fight, but in bed he loves that contrast—being tossed around, manhandled like he weighs nothing. he hates admitting it, but it drives him crazy.
sharp tongue, filthy mouth. even when he’s begging, he won’t stop insulting you. “slow,” “useless,” “you’re boring”—every insult is just a mask for what he really feels. gag him and his body speaks instead: trembling, desperate grinding, quick messy orgasms.
toys and objects break him. at first he laughs when you pull something out, but plugs, vibrators, clamps… they ruin him. he hates the lack of control, but secretly he craves it more than anything.
he won’t say it, but he loves when you finish on him—on his face, chest, marking him. he’ll wipe it off fast with fake annoyance, but in the dark he’ll touch the mess like he wants to remember.
before he cums, he fights, insults, resists. after… he’s different. quiet, pliant, eyes downcast in a way that seems impossible for him. it’s the only time he’ll ever whisper “do whatever you want” without sarcasm.
rough aftercare is a must. he can’t stand soft words, but he needs the contact. hug him tight, pin him to your chest, clean him up a little rough. he needs to snap back into normal fast, but until then he’ll cling to you with his fingers hidden in your clothes.
i am back from the dead and i yearn to fuck feitan stupid. bare with me xoxo
feitan portor x fem reader
if it makes no sense its cos my brains 2 fried to properly start writing againnnn <////3 pls be patient with me FFFFFF
cw :: size difference, overstim
The way he was so much smaller than you was so, so cute. You just wanted to pick him up and fuck him sometimes but you had self control, you’re better than that!
It was especially cute when he was under you, too. The way the strap so obviously bulged from his stomach, with his legs trying to kick at you as he sobbed. Grabbing his lean waist as you gently rubbed against that aforementioned bulge.
And when you had him on your lap? He’d melt right there. Stupid moans and hiccups spilling out of him as you stroked his aching cock. He doesn’t know—or even care—how many times you’ve ripped an orgasm out of him. He wants more from you. He always does
Characters: Hisoka, Leorio, Illumi, Chrollo, and Feitan
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Hisoka
Loves it, he is addicted to how much control you have over him
Has to be denied at least once a day
Purrs and lewd moans filled the dim room along with the sound of wet squelching of lube. Your fingers are deep in his gaping hole and they curl into his prostate which had his back bowing in bliss as cries of pleasure continued to roll off his tongue. Your lips were pressed against the middle of his back and it was enough to have shivers up his back all while you slowly trailed up to the back of his neck with open mouth kisses. His leaking dick was throbbing and twitching ad it hangs heavy between his spread legs, begging to be touched and emptied as his balls grew bigger with every thrust of your fingers. Your fingers slowly sink deeper into him before they scissor his aching hole open then curling them once more. Hisoka was growing closer to cumming and he let you know it by they way he purred your name but you ripped his orgasm away by taking your sopping digits out and let out a teasing remark. He couldnt be mad at you, he knew you'll let him cum very soon by the way you made him lay on his back before you hovered your dripping cunt over his dick, letting the angry pink dick slip between your lower lips to rub against the aching length.
Leorio
Gets very frustrated and barks orders
Wilp whimper once realizing he just made it worse for hin
You had enough of his mouth at this point. He kept telling you to let him cum and how unfair you were as if he forgot this was a punishment. Rasing an eyebrow, your hips snapped forward which made him yelp and grip the sheets under him tighter as the false dick was buried deep into his tight hole. Your thrust were rough and slow in a teasing manner which only made his stomach knot even more and begging to be soothed with a release but you just kept moving all while yanking him closer to you by his waist. You were bound to have your strap balls deep into him. Leorio felt as if he could cum soon but with the way your thrusts were threatening to stop and the pink cockring wrapped tightly around his blush pink dick made sure he wouldn't release anytime soon. His thighs were quivering and trying to close despite them being held open by cuffs on either side of the bed post so he was forced to endure the agonizing pace. Smirking, you began to move faster just to watch him squirm around and plea for you to let him cum.
Illumi
Pouts and softly whimpers
He likes the feeling of the overwhelming need to cum but hates having to hold back foe such a long time
Illumi almost feels nothing due to years of numbing his emotions so he enjoys being denied as it forces any and all emotions to the surface and allows him to be vulnerable with you. His hips jerking forward violently as the rough jean material on your thigh made him breath out moan, his wide eyes glossing over as they threatened to close as the intense pleasure bloomed under his heated skin. Your hand ran through his long, beautiful hair as you purred out praises and every word went straight to his already twitching cock which made your free hand wrap around his porcelain neck and gave it a firm squeeze, making his eyes rolls back and mouth gap with a moan while you say, "Cum and you'll forget how to breath" and the beautiful man almost caved in right there. Stilling his hips, he slowly opened his eyes to stare into yours with a pout and letting out a small whimper as your hand goes slack so you tightened it back up, choking him ever so slightly which makes his purr and slowly rut against your leg again with permission of course.
Chrollo
Hates it and glares at you
Will try to keep going only to be put back in his place
Chrollo was a man on mission and the mission was to fill his Mistress' pussy with his cum so he wasn't slowing down anytime soon. His hands were on your hips, gripping them tightly as he pounded into your sopping cunt which had you holding onto the sheet under you and letting out such lewd nosies that made the large man shiver. Leaning down, he buried his face in the crook of your neck as he grunts and moans your name while your arms slowly wrap around his neck to pull him closer. Your legs then wrapped around his waist to keep him buried deep in you as you moaned about how good of a boy he was for you and that made his large hands have a buring grip on your small waist. Hearing you container to praise him had him twitching and about to cum as his thrusts grew sloppy and carelessly but you slipped a hand into his messy black hair and yanked his head back before threatening to give him blue balls for a month if he cums before you. His thrusts grew slower as he glares at you but you just smile and pull him into a kiss which he was more than happy to melt into.
Feitan
Straight up cries
Nonstop begging and whining like a bitch
Tears fall down his face as he cries about how he wants to cum and how mean you're being while be bounces down on your fake cock, thighs shaking and threatening to quit under him as he been fucking himself on this fake dick for a hour now. You smiled up at your petite boyfriend and interlock your hands with his to keep him balanced and just to give him comfort while watching him wail pathetically above you. You couldn't help but coo at how pretty he looked crying and reminded him that he asked for it and it only made his teary eyes stare down at you while crying for a kiss. Sitting up, you pulled him into a kiss which he eagerly parted his lips for your tongue to slip past and explore his mouth, your tongue dancing alongside of his. You couldn't believe the usually badass boyfriend of yours was crumbling into a sobbing and lewd mess over being denied an orgasm. Pulling away, you laid back down to watch how he impaled himself on such a big and thick dick that has his stomach bulging every so slightly and his small cock begging to release but the way you just squeeze his hands kept him grounded. Your hands let go of his hands and found their place onto his hips to lock him in place and he sobbed about how mean you were as your hips would slightly jerk up and force him to bounce faster despite telling him not to cum, playing a game to see how much longer he could last.
Can I request Feitan licking blood off m!reader? I feel like that would be fun. (Weather it’s readers blood or someone else’s is up to you)
This is what you've been waiting for!
Gonna make this shorter though, so I apologize for that :<
Gonna be working on this in bits so expect a few notifications for this!
Feitan Portor x Male Reader
You sit in a small alleyway, wiping your blade clean of blood. It wasn't unusual for you to be doing such a task, having done it almost everyday since joining the Phantom Troupe. Another usual occurrence was having Feitan creep up behind you, his quiet demeanor going unnoticed by the usual individual. "Fei'... that took quicker than I expected." Your voice low as you spoke, feeling the presence of your lover nearby.
Feitan walks from behind a few boxes of the alley way, his voice cold like his eyes. "Was easy. Were weak." A smile creeps up on your face. The shorter male mumbles, this words slightly distorted by the collar covering his face. A small chuckle leaves your lips, Feitan practically buckling onto his knees from it. "Everyone is weak to you, hun!" Your laughter only grows as you see the growing blush spread across your lover's face and ears.
The shorter male turns away in embarrassment. "Annoying." He mutters softly, his hand playing with the edge of his collar. You reach out, pulling a few stray hairs from his pretty pink face. "Now now~ Don't feel embarrassed! I forget your not used to pet names!" Feitan's eyes trail over to you, scanning your blood covered face. He fights off biting his lip under his collar, only allowing his lips to quiver.
"Messy too..." Feitan mumbles in a quieter tone. He moves to face you again. You slightly tilt your head in confusion, oblivious of what your victim left on you. "What are you tal-" Your question is cut off by Feitan pulling his collar down, pulling you down by your own, and licking up the side of your blood covered jaw. You both stand frozen in shock by the sudden act. Feitan was the first to move away, his face reddening at a fast pace. He pulls his collar back up to cover his face.
You gulp, your hand dropping the blade that was previously in it. "Feitan..." Your voice shock as the obvious hard on forming in your pants. The shorter male starts to walk away. "Still messy..." Feitan mumbles before disappearing from where he came. You just chuckle to yourself, knowing he was still listening to you. "Keep this up, and I'll show you how messy I can get~"
For your 3k event can i request Feitan + bratty sub + feminization + male reader? I’m starved for sub/bottom Feitan content!
⎯ feitan portor • hunter x hunter
cw: dom reader, male reader, bratty feitan, feminization, rough sex, dirty talk. written in third person.. babe i know the lack of sub feitan its a sin :(
niilue’s 3k event
feitan groaned, his muscles tensing as he felt himself being fucked hard and fast. he cursed under his breath, the sensation of his lover's thick cock sliding in and out of him, hitting his prostate with each thrust sending waves of pleasure coursing through his body. his dominant partner seemed to be enjoying it just as much, their hips meeting in a frenzy of lust as they fucked on the bed.
gespite his initial protests, feitan couldn't help but arch his back and moan as he felt himself getting closer to orgasm. the combination of his lover's rough treatment and the feminine lingerie, with its soft, delicate fabric and vibrant colors, was driving him wild. he knew he shouldn't be enjoying it this much, but there was something about giving in to his dominant partner's demands that made him feel incredibly turned on.
his lover reached down, roughly grabbing a fistful of feitan's hair and yanking his head back, exposing his throat. "you like this, don't you, brat?" he growled, spit landing on feitan's skin. "you like being my little slut, wearing my panties and getting fucked like the whore you are?" feitan whimpered, his eyes darting back and forth between his lover's face and the ceiling, trying to decide if he should lie or tell the truth. "yeah," he finally managed to choke out, "i like it."
feitan's lover chuckled darkly at his admission, a smug smile playing on his lips as he tightened his grip on the little man's hair. "that's what i thought," he murmured, leaning down to nip at feitan's earlobe, sending shivers down his spine. he pulled back to admire the way feitan's cheeks flushed pink, matching the delicate lace that adorned his body. "beg for it, then," he demanded, his voice low and commanding.
feitan clenched his teeth, his pride warring with his desire. he hated admitting defeat, but the need for release was becoming unbearable. "p-please (name)," he stuttered, his voice shaking with need, "fuck me harder, i'm begging you."
(name) chuckled again, pleased with the response. he complied, his strokes becoming more powerful and relentless, pushing feitan closer and closer to the edge. "that's it," he encouraged, "ask for what you want, my pretty little thing."
feitan bit his bottom lip, his eyes squeezed shut as he moaned, "more, i need more!" his body was a writhing mess of pleasure and pain, the feminine lingerie feeling both humiliating and exhilarating against his sweat-slicked skin.
with a wicked grin, (name) reached around and pinched feitan's nipples, eliciting a high-pitched squeal. "you're going to cum for me, aren't you?" he taunted, his voice thick with lust. "you're going to fill you're panties like a good little girl."
feitan's eyes snapped open, glaring up at his partner with a mix of anger and arousal. "fuck you," he spat, his voice filled with passion.
(name) simply smirked, leaning in to whisper, "that's the spirit," before pushing feitan over the edge, making him scream out his orgasm, his body shaking uncontrollably as he came in the pink and white lace.
feitan's body went limp as the last tremors of his orgasm faded away, leaving him panting and covered in a sheen of sweat. he felt the weight of his lover's body pressing down on him, but instead of relief, he was filled with a sudden burst of energy. his bratty side resurfaced, and he couldn't help but smirk up at (name). "is that all you've got?" he challenged, his voice dripping with sarcasm. "i thought you'd make me scream louder than that."
(name) lift an eyebrow, his grip on feitan's hips tightening. "you want more?" he asked, his tone deceptively calm.
feitan nodded, a glint of mischief in his eye. "yeah," he said, his voice a breathy pant, "i want to feel like i'm really being fucked by a man, not just some wimpy excuse for one."
(name's) smile turned predatory, and he pulled out of feitan with a wet pop, leaving the bratty sub gasping. he grabbed a handful of the soft lingerie, wadding it up in his fist and using it to wipe the sweat from his brow. "you're really asking for it now," he said, his voice a low rumble. "but if you want more, you're going to have to beg for it properly."
feitan huffed, pushing himself up onto his elbows. "fine," he snarled, "but you'd better make it worth it."
(name) chuckled, his eyes dark with desire. "oh, I will," he promised, leaning down to whisper in feitan's ear, "and you'll be the one begging for mercy by the end of it." he reached for the nightstand, grabbing a small bottle of lube and a new toy, one that looked particularly intimidating.
feitan's eyes went wide, and he swallowed hard. "what the fuck is that?" he demanded, his bravado slipping a little.
"this," (name) said, holding up the toy with a wicked smile, "is your next lesson in obedience." he lubed it up, the sound of the gel spreading over the smooth surface making feitan's heart race. "now, be a good girl and spread those legs for me."
feitan's cheeks burned with a mix of anger and excitement as he reluctantly did as he was told, bracing himself for whatever was to come. he knew that with each challenge he threw, (name) would only push him further, but the thrill of the game was what kept him coming back for more. he was going to make him work for it, though. he was going to push back and make him earn every single moan and scream. the air was thick with tension as the toy was positioned at his entrance, and with a quick thrust, it was inside him, stretching him wider than he'd ever been before.
the pain was intense, but it only served to fuel feitan's brattiness. "is that all you've got?" he goaded, his voice strained but determined. "i can take more than that!"
(name's) smile grew, and he began to move the toy in and out, twisting it as he went, making feitan's eyes roll back in his head. "oh, i know you can," he said, "but the question is, will you beg for it?"
and with that, he began to pick up the pace, driving the toy deeper and deeper into feitan's ass, the black-haired man's moans and curses filling the room as he struggled to keep his pride intact.
feitan's breath came in ragged gasps as the toy stretched him, filling him to the brim. his body was on fire, his muscles straining against the sensation of being so thoroughly used. but he wouldn't give in. he wouldn't beg. not yet.
(name's) eyes glinted with determination, his thrusts becoming harder, faster. "come on, feitan," he growled, "give in to the pleasure. beg for more."
but feitan only gritted his teeth and dug his nails into the sheets, refusing to break. the pleasure-pain bordering on agony was almost too much to bear, but he knew that if he gave in now, he'd never hear the end of it. his eyes rolled back in his head as he felt the toy brush against something deep inside him, triggering a shockwave of pleasure through his entire body.
"that's it", (name) whispered, his voice laced with lust. "you like that, don't you? you want more." his hips began to move faster, his thrusts more powerful. "say it," he demanded. "tell me you want more."
feitan's chest heaved as he struggled to keep his composure, but his voice, when it came out, was a hoarse whisper. "more," he managed to choke out. "please."
cw: drabble, dom reader, gender neutral, sex toys, overstimulation, whinny feitan
words: 420
1k event
video inspo.
cute feitan
you and feitan don't usually fight. seriously, most of the time you do it's over something stupid and he doesn't even listen to you.
but this time it seemed that the man was not in a good mood.
"it's pathetic that you say such things now, (name).
"feitan, you always avoid talking about it, it's annoying for me too."
"seriously fuck you..."
feitan knew how much it bothered you when he talked to you with bad words. although you didn't know why this time the black haired guy looked cute saying them with that pouty face and red face because of the argument.
"yeah, but who's going to fuck you now, it's me, honey."
the short man was so easy to seduce and subdue. just after "arguing" you grabbed him by the waist lifting him up to you and pulled him to your face to undress him.
you grabbed his face and started kissing and biting him, regardless of his complaints.
you pulled off his pants as fast as you could and started touching his cock. in just a few minutes he had already cum in your hand. after he moaned for you to stop.
but he couldn't stop moaning and trembling at your touch.
"let's try that dildo you have hidden in your drawer."
feitan shook his head. "no, no, i’m still too tight here..."
you laughed and took the toy without giving importance to his words.
"lick it." you said putting the dildo in his mouth. he resisted at first but as you kept masturbating him his integrity and common sense didn't respond.
so he opened his adorable little mouth to start sucking on the toy.
"mhmm... aaah, so-so big."
"you're doing good baby, think it's me you're sucking."
after it was well lubricated. you began to run it through feitan's entrance. you groped and played with it as you watched his hole quiver in search of penetration.
the atmosphere of arguing and screaming had changed to one where you could only hear the whimpering of the little guy, along with the gurgling sound that formed when you stimulated his cock.
feitan whimpered in agony at not being able to control himself and keep cumming in your hand.
"come on. (name), put it in, put it in now... fill me up."
it was adorable to see him like this. begging to be fucked with a simple toy as he kept opening his trembling legs to give you better access.
Are you taking requests? If so than can I have sub Feitan x dom male reader, smut, with kinks like masochism, and pet play?
YES GOD!!!! Just a warning, I had a hard time adding pet play with Feitan BUT calling him 'kitten' definitely gets me going😼
Formal wear for the Phantom Troupe was quite a common. Black tuxedos paired with dress pants on the same material and usually with a white button down and tie of some kind. The preparation of devine dressing was something you took great joy in. You'd watching as your shorter partner pulled expensive fabric off his bruised and mangled body. "You did well, my dear." Your voice was heavy in the male's ear. He shivered as you ran your hands over his body, his back to your chest.
With half closed eyelids, Feitan waits in agonizing anticipation as your finger tips graze over the purple bruises on his chest. "Don't...That's..." His usual broken sentences lingered with a weakness only you knew. "Huh? Use your words, Kitten~" You sweetly sadistic tone could make anyone swoon, even someone like Feitan melts at your words. "I like it...More" The smaller male leaned into you gentle touch. And who were you to deny him when he did such a good job on his last heist. Pushing your fingertips deeper onto his skin, you held him close as he squirmed from the sensation.
"You poor thing~ Already hard and all I did was touch you. Don't tell me you've been pent up, kitten~" Your hand travels down his chest to rest and grip at the small tent forming in his dress pants. Even from behind, you could tell Feitan was flustered by the red on the tips of his ears. "Y/N... please let me~" A quiet moan left his lips, afraid that the other members of the Phantom Troupe would hear him. You purr at him as you continue to palm him through his dress pants. "Now, now, kitten. I taught you better than that~" His smaller hand went up to cover his mouth as his other reached behind himself to grab onto your clothes. "Master please~ let me cum!" Feitan grumbles into his skin
The tough and mighty Feitan was reduced to a moaning mess, a sight only you could see. His relatively emotionless face contorted in discomfort and pleasure. "So pretty, kitten~ Whatever you want, I'll give you~" Your words slid off your tongue between peppered kisses on your lover's neck. Twisting your hand, you squeeze the base of his cock through his pant. Squeezing hard enough that the renowned sadist in front of you winced from the pain.
It didn't take long for Feitan to collapse into your arms. His body trembled against you, and rough hands grabbed onto you for support. Cooing at the trembled man, you felt the growing wet patch in his pant. "Good job kitty~"
