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finally made a pinned post :P u guys should check it out

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ａｍ ｉ ｍａｋｉｎｇ ｙｏｕ ｆｅｅｌ ｓｉｃｋ ┄⠀BELA . 21 ⠀━━╋━ sentry’s #1 lesbian fanꜝ 🩸

･ ͜ʖ ･ writing entries & drabble dump . mdni on nsfw content ／ men dni on specified posts . read my strawpage for more information !

mainly nsfw content . ageless blog = blocked . 𓂃 short form writer , i do not make series based writings . +++ i don’t tag spoilers , be warned .

🥩 thunderbolts ⠀× honkai . req OPEN ! †

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HONKAI STAR RAIL .

MINE . blade

BLACK SWAN . black swan

WANTED . blade

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THUNDERBOLTS .

TEASE . bob reynolds

SENTRY!BOB . sentry

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i aint got nothin' to ask, just wanna say i love you and your writing 🫶🏼

aww thank u so much !! this means the world to me , more works coming soon since finals season is officially OVEEERRRR

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mentally doing backflips over the way you write blade AAAA love him sm. thank u for the treat<3

THANK U SO MUCH !! he’s def one of my favs to write about ^_^

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SENTRY!BOB . drabble

is this incredibly ooc? yeah a Little, however! it was worth soooo . . .

sentry, who has you pinned against the wall, one hand knuckles deep inside of you, the other covering your mouth so valentina can’t hear how loudly you’re whining out for him.

he couldn’t help himself, the way you so stupidly thought he wouldn’t find you hiding inside his tower? did you really find him that dumb?

the thunderbolts helplessly waiting for you to signal, not knowing you’re currently getting your insides rearranged by the man that not even a day ago was a fidgeting, anxious mess.

bob wasn’t bob anymore, he was someone else completely — someone you didn’t recognize.

“b—bob please—,”

“didn’t i say to call me sentry?”

right, this wasn’t bob at all actually, it was sentry, the almighty hero — well, as heroic as someone can be when their hand is down their ex-coworkers pants.

“not c—calling you that,”

“excuse me?”

bob— sentry’s free hand pressed into your neck, not hard enough to hurt, but enough to keep you check.

“you wanna try that again?”

god, he was hot.

too fucking hot that it was driving you insane.

“s—sentry, sentry!”

you had to speed this up, the sounds of your teammates worrying voices in your ear making you panic, knowing they’d start making their way up if you didn’t give a response.

sentry could see the way your eyes flickered between him, his hand in your pants, and the elevator just down the stairs.

it was cute, the way you tried to act scared when in reality this was exactly what you could ever hope for.

“you scared they’re gonna come up and see you like this—,”

he pushed his fingers further, curling them more, brushing right against your sweet spot.

“a mess, dripping all over me,”

you bit into your lip, hands curling into balls against the drywall, eyes closing as you tried so hard to swallow any moan clawing at your throat.

“no, don’t do that,”

sentry’s hand still on your neck slid up to pry open your mouth, keeping his thumb pressed against the plump of your bottom lip to keep it open.

“let me hear how good i’m making you feel.”

it shocked you just how mouthy he was being, this confidence seemingly coming out of thin air.

maybe it was his ego talking, knowing just how much power he had now, especially over you, his strength reaching new heights he had no idea he possessed.

valentina did say he was as strong as god, so why not make the most of that?

“i think, after this mission,”

you felt him lift your head slightly, eyes now looking directly into his, a cynical grin on his face.

“i’ll keep you here with me, in this tower,”

his fingers sped up, now ramming into you at a pace you’d never experienced, your legs starting shake from the sensation.

“just so i can play with you whenever i want.”

“b—,”

sentry’s eyes flashed a deep yellow, a warning to you if you even uttered that name.

his thumb came up to lazily rub your clit, your body arching slightly as your impending release was slowly building, the warmth bubbling in your stomach.

“s—sentry, i’m—!”

“close? i can tell, she’s clenching around me.”

why did he have to be so cocky about it? it didn’t help how incredibly turned on it was making you —him, having so much control over you.

sentry’s hand, not on your cunt, moved to grope the flesh of your tits, pinching your nipples through the material of your suit.

“oh my go—!”

he chuckled, leaning his head forward so his lips were pressed right against your ear, teeth nipping at the skin ever so lightly.

“yeah, i am your god, aren’t i?”

holy fuck.

your orgasm washed over you like a wave, body shaking, eyes rolling, voice breaking as you flew your hand onto sentry’s wrist.

sentry could feel his cock straining against the annoyingly tight fabric of his suit, the way you so quietly whimpered out his name made him resist the urge to turn you around and fuck you right there.

“go—,”

an elevator ding, followed by the sound of valentina’s voice echoing through the room.

“how crazy is it to think of all the monumental fights that happened exactly here where you’re standing?”

he quickly pulled his fingers from you, looking at the sticky substance before raising them to you lips, pushing against them slightly.

“c’mon, open up.”

you let him slide them into your mouth, tongue licking away your slick from them, trying to hold back any noises that could slip from you.

sentry pulled them out quickly, hearing the thunderbolts move around, voices bickering with one another.

he gave your cheek a couple soft taps, taking a few steps away before turning back, eyes trailing over your fucked our body.

“guess you should clean up before going back down there, huh?”

this cheeky fucking bastard.

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saw thunderbolts again today n all i can think about is sentry!bob somebody Sedate Me

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switch!bob truther that man isn’t a sub you people are under SPELLS.

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TEASE . bob , sentry

NOTE : this was really self indulgent sorry guys

“b—babe.”

“hm? what’s wrong?”

oh you knew exactly what the problem was.

but you couldn’t help but tease him, his voice sounded so sweet when he was worked up.

having one of, if not the strongest man falling apart underneath you just from the slightest touch?

it made you feel elated.

“such a, hah—!”

you moved your hips again, grinding over bob’s lap, making the poor man’s hands twitch at his sides.

his head rolled back, eyes closed, teeth biting into his bottom lip — the sight alone made you hold back your own moans.

your lips trailed up bob’s neck, leaving wet kisses on the skin as you brushed against his face, lips now inches away from his ear.

“sound so, so pretty for me.”

god, he could’ve came right there in his pants.

“y—you’re so,”

another move of your hips cut bob off, his breath hitching, hands shooting up to grab your waist, holding your body in place.

sometimes you forgot just how strong he was, his grip on you borderline painful, nails digging into the fabric of your— his shirt.

“stop moving, please—,”

“or what, hm?”

you attempted to shift on his lap again, but the hands still at your waist tightened, bob’s flushed expression looking up at yours.

“bein’ s—serious, babe; don’t move—.”

he sounded so precious when he got strict with you, trying to compose himself from getting even more worked up.

unfortunately for bob, you loved getting him all riled up.

“don’t move? like this—,”

your next movements were hard, your clothed warmth dragging directly across bob’s crotch, his cock straining against his sweatpants.

his eyes rolled back into his skull, hands twitching against your skin as you didn’t let up, now grinding into him over and over again.

“so pent up, aren’t you?”

“no—, shit,”

your lips connected to his neck, sucking the flesh, teeth grazing it just slightly, leaving the skin a deep shade of purple.

“that’s—!”

his hips moved up into yours, pressing against you, making you the one holding back a whine for the first time thus far.

bob paused for a minute, the sound of you whining triggering something within the man.

so, he did it again, moving his lower half slightly in tune with your movements, watching the way your tensed up, tongue sticking into the inside of your cheek.

“i—if ‘m pent up then—,”

one of his hands trailed up your side, thumb grazing over one of your hardened buds peeking through your shirt.

“what does that m—make you?”

your jaw fell open just a smidge, the feeling of him grazing your chest sending waves down to your cunt.

“shut u—up.”

oh, he heard that little stutter.

“always teasin’ me for b—bein’ desperate,”

his hand now fully rested on your chest, squeezing the flesh in his palm, a gentle smile on his face.

“w—when you’re just as worked up.”

you couldn’t help the whimper that slipped from you, head falling into the crook of bob’s neck, biting into your tongue.

“not t—true, you’re the one, fuck—!”

bob’s other hand not working on your chest had trailed down to your underwear, his thumb circling the drenched fabric.

“you’re soaked, babe.”

“a—and you’re hard.”

you let one of your hands fall into his lap, cupping his cock in your palm, giving it a squeeze, making the man hiss out a groan.

the two of you kept up with the other, bob’s hand working on your clit while you palmed his cock, your moans being the only sounds present in the room.

a small wet spot started to soak through the fabric of bob’s pants, making you let out a shaky laugh.

“so cute, leaking through your pants.”

bob swallowed a whine, trying to focus on drawing you closer to your release, his fingers coated in a layer of your arousal.

“s—says you,”

he stopped his movements for a moment, lifting his fingers between you two, spreading them, showing the way your slick stuck to the skin.

“you’re drippin’ onto m—me.”

the loss of friction on your cunt made you jerk your hips, searching for something to rub against.

“a—awh look at that,”

bob whispered, his face inching towards yours slowly, dipping down to your neck.

“you want my fingers again?”

“don’t need them—.”

he chuckled, kissing the skin on your neck before pulling away, eyes staring into your own.

“then you won’t mind if i,”

his hand wrapped around the wrist of your hand on his cock, gently pulling it away, watching the way your eyebrows furrowed at his actions.

“what are you d—doing?”

he only smiled at you, his hands resting on your hips before lifting you from his lap, placing you infront of him.

“hey—!”

bob stood from his spot on the couch, leaning down to leave a sweet kiss on your lips, a hand ruffling the hair on the top of your head.

“sorry babe, forgot walker wanted me to handle something.”

“w—walker? hey, don’t leave me here!”

you stomped after the man, a mantra of whines about of much of a tease he was following suit.

he turned around, a satisfied grin plastered on his face.

“well, since you said you didn’t need my fingers—,”

bob leaned down, mouth level to your ear, taking a shaky breath before speaking up.

“you can get yourself off, yeah?”

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saw thunderbolts n it was reaally good i love yelena i love ava i love bob NEXT

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MINE . blade , yingxing

blade wasn’t gentle.

the mara-strucken man could only hold himself back for one singular person; you.

even then he had his, well, moments when the two of you were alone.

you had been practically bratty today.

not focusing on the mission that the two of you were assigned too, making a scene every now and then, causing the two of you to have more encounters with guards then blade’s patience could handle.

he tried to be as nice as he could be at first, simply scolding you to get your act together.

“whatever, this mission is annoying anyways.”

his left eye twitched, but he held himself back, for now.

it wasn’t until the both of you were infiltrating the target’s base that you really got the man going.

the plan was simple: you were going to be the distraction while blade took out any guardsmen.

simple, right?

clearly not for you.

“you will approach— girl, where are you,”

you gave blade a sly smirk, skipping up the stairs without a care in the world, approaching the entrance littered with guards.

“hi boys, can you direct me to where the boss is?”

your voice was up an octave, the dress you were wearing hiking up slightly as you leaned forward, exposing the plump of your chest.

blade’s eyes were burning into you, you could practically feel them from where you were.

to you, it was so much fun teasing the poor man, knowing his self control was dwindling away the more you spoke.

your sweet voice wasn’t convincing enough however, so, you took things just a bit further.

“come on, don’t be like that,” you whispered, one of your hands coming up to caress the fabric of a guard’s jacket.

“you think i’m pretty, yeah?”

blade froze, watching you lean in to the man, your lips practically touching his.

“then let me in, ‘kay?”

everything went blank in blade’s eyes, in one swift motion he had taken down every single guard.

well, all expect one.

blade leaned down, his bandaged hand tangling into the guard’s hair as he made him look up, being forced to stare at the stellaron’s hunter demeaning gaze.

“what a pitiful excuse of a man.”

his voice was mean.

the guard’s eyes moved to you for just a second, pleading for you to do something.

blade was quicker though, yanking the man’s head away with such force it made him groan.

“no, don’t fuckin’ look at her.”

your thighs rubbed together; you loved when he got rough.

blade could see you out of the corner of his eye, watching you practically get off at him throwing a lone guard around.

he dropped the man from his grasp, now standing tall, towering over you.

“i will deal with you later, girl.”

you couldn’t help but laugh, quickly covering your mouth with your hand, knowing that blade was growing closer and closer to snapping.

“aren’t you cute; gettin’ all jealous just from that.”

his jaw clenched.

“say that again, brat.”

“what? that you’re cute when you’re jealous?”

blade hummed, turning away for a second.

he could feel that anger rising in him, the one he so desperately tried to control.

but, you didn’t want him to control it, you wanted him to let it out.

let it out on you, specifically.

“getting so mad, aren’t you?”

“do not test me right now.”

“why not? scared you’ll get rough with me?”

blade turned his head, staring you down like he hated you.

“is that what this is about?”

he stepped closer.

“you want me to get rough, huh?”

another step.

“get mean?”

you kept the smug look on your face, masking how soaked your panties were getting.

“maybe, but,”

you look up at him, that mischievous little stare making blade even more annoyed.

“i don’t think you have it in you.”

“you really want to test that theory with me, girl?”

“oh, it’s not a theory — it’s a fact.”

the coil within blade snapped.

he was quick with his movements, grabbing hold of your neck with his gloved hand, dragging your body closer to him.

you reacted instantly, your own hands grasping at his wrists as you attempted to tug his from your neck, your airways tightening up the more he kept his hold on you.

“l—let go!”

“do you ever shut that mouth of yours?”

blade let you thrash around, amused by the way you tried so hard to get away knowing this is exactly what you wanted.

he let go of you after a bit, letting you catch your breath before immediately shoving your head down, making you fall to your knees.

you caught yourself, knees digging into the concrete as a fit of coughs left you, your eyes teary as the man above you looked down at you.

“is that— all you got?”

blade watched you, intrigued by your response.

“cause so far, my theory is still right.”

the stellaron hunter didn’t respond, instead, he let his actions speak for him.

a hand came down to grip your hair before shoving the rest of your head into the ground, cheek now pressed fully into the rocky surface.

he removed the bandaged hand from your hair, making you let out a sigh in relief as the pressure was released.

a moment that was short lived as you felt something else press onto your head.

is that his fucking shoe?

blade put all his pressure on one leg, smushing your cheek into the concrete, watching your nails dig into your palms.

“get off my fuckin’ face.”

“you think you can give me orders?”

his shoe pressed harder, making you hiss in response.

“isn’t this what you wanted, girl,”

he leaned down, ramming your face harder into the ground, blood leaking from your cheek as he did so.

“for me to be rough, mean—,”

you couldn’t help how wet this was making you, knowing that blade was the one hurting you like this.

it made you feel dizzy.

blade noticed how you shifted your body, thighs pressing together and the little whimpers that kept slipping past your lips.

“you gettin’ off from this?”

“n—no.”

he scoffed, leaning over your body entirely until he was able to reach the hem of your dress, lifting the material up your body until it exposed your clothed cunt, arousal seeping through the material.

“you sure about that, girl?”

he was mocking you.

“got all drenched, just from me throwing you around a little?”

blade chuckled, leaning back up before finally removing his shoe from your head.

you pushed yourself up a bit, wiping off the dirt and blood from your cheek, eyes piercing into the man above you.

he squatted down, now face to face with you as he let his gloved hand cup the underside of your chin, squeezing the flesh so your lips puffed up.

“still want to be a brat, hm?”

“f—fuck you,”

there was silence, followed by the stinging feeling of blade’s hand connecting with your cheek, holding your face there after the fact.

“say one more word,”

he got close to your ear, lips brushing against the flesh making you jolt away.

“and i’ll make sure that little cunt of yours gets nothin’ tonight.”

you stayed silent, teeth gnawing into your cheek to silence a moan that almost snuck through.

blade let out an airy laugh, landing a few soft hits against your cheek before finally standing tall again.

“that’s all it takes to shut you up?”

you looked up at him, eyes glossed over with tears, a pout visible on your lips.

“so fuckin’ easy.”

“p—please,”

aeons, you looked so desperate.

blade had enough self control to not moan at the sight of you, but his cock was aching within the confines of his pants.

“c’mere, on your knees.”

you did as he said, kneeling right in front of his crotch, practically drooling like a starved dog.

he toyed with his belt, yanking the the leather off before pausing for a second, looking at the item then back at you.

“don’t move.” blade said sternly, circling around so he was behind you.

he knelt down, taking both of your wrists in his hand before wrapping the leather belt around them, tightening it, making you hiss a bit in response.

blade hummed, satisfied with his work, returning to his position in front of you.

you shifted your wrists, getting used to the feeling of them being restricted before looking back up at the man, a small pout on your lips.

“was this really necessary?”

he scoffed, his gloved hand reaching down to grip your jaw.

“still running that damn mouth of yours—,”

blade’s thumb slid over the flesh of your bottom lip, humming, before forcing the digit into your mouth.

“there, now you’re quiet.”

you whined against his finger, teeth grazing the fabric on it in an attempt to bite the stellaron hunter.

“don’t even think about it, girl.”

he saw that mischievous glint in your eyes, your lips pursed upwards, challenging the man.

“or what?” you slurred out, muffled by your mouth being full.

blade was on fire, his control still slipping from every bit of resistance you gave him.

the man slid his leg towards you, the tip of his shoe pressing against the fabric of your underwear.

you nearly choked on his thumb, your hips grinding into his shoe involuntarily from the lack of contact thus far.

“so greedy.”

he slipped his digit from your mouth, wiping the spit across the flush of your cheeks.

“go on,”

blade moved his shoe even further into your cunt, your full weight now sitting on top of it.

“i—i’m not getting off on your foot.”

“still want to talk back, hm?”

he leaned down, face now inches from yours, his expression unreadable.

“either start movin’ or you’re getting nothin’ from me.”

“don’t believe you—,”

blade sucked his teeth, how could you still be this mouthy with him?

“one more word from you and i swear to—,”

“swear to what, hm? that you’ll leave me here? oh p—please.”

you leaned in closer to him, mouth inches away from his ear.

“you leave me here, and you’ll get nothing too,”

blade felt your teeth nip at this flesh, a giggle escaping you as you leaned away.

“and we both know how much you love getting your dick wet.”

the stellaron hunter looked at you once more, eyes closing as he leaned back up, a long sigh leaving him.

you watched him undo the button on his pants, then the zipper, the material falling open, exposing the fabric of his boxers.

blade removed his cock from the confines of his pants, hard and leaking with his arousal.

“you think i need you, girl, to get off?”

he wrapped his hand around his cock, slowly pumping it as he looked dead in your eyes, a smirk forming on his lips.

“what are you doing—,”

his free hand slapped across your cheek once again, making you yelp in surprise.

“i don’t want to hear one fuckin’ word from you.”

his thumb slid across the tip of his length, wiping the precum away as he continued to pleasure himself.

all you could do was watch as he thrusted into his hand, your cunt leaking all over the surface of the man’s shoe.

without thought, you started slowly grinding your hips into his foot, small whimpers slipping from you as you became mesmerized by the sight of blade.

“did i say you could hump my shoe, brat?”

you jolted back to your senses when you heard his voice, hips stopping their movements while you gazed up at blade, eyes wide and lips glossy.

“no movin’ unless i tell you.”

so, there you sat, all helpless as you watched blade fuck into his hand, only the sounds of his occasional groans filling your ears.

you shifted your thighs, the lack of friction between your legs making your head dizzy, teeth chewing on the inside of your cheek.

“b—blade,”

“didn’t i say to keep quiet?”

he hissed out, tone mean and rough.

your eyes glossed over with tears, a few falling as you whined, catching the man’s attention.

“you want something, girl?”

you nodded, eyes begging him to do anything.

he slowed the pace at which he rubbed his cock, now focused on your desperate expression.

“spit it out then.”

“want— want to get off, please.”

blade huffed out a laugh, his hand now coming to a stop, giving you his full attention.

“i don’t think you deserve to after all the stunts you’ve played today.”

“sorry, ‘m s—sorry!”

he took a step closer to you, cock now inches away from your face, twitching slightly as it brushed against your lips.

“hm - are you actually sorry or,”

blade shifted his shoe beneath your cunt, making you moan as he continued his small movements.

“do you just want me to touch this greedy cunt?”

“n—no, no! ‘m sorry, promise i am.”

he contemplated for a moment, but finally came to a decision.

“you’re gonna let me fuck this mouth of yours,”

his cock slid past your lips, slowly pushing in as the tip approach the back of your throat

“and if you satisfy me enough—,”

blade groaned, the feeling of your tongue curling around his length distracting him from finishing his sentence.

“i’ll finally let you cum, got it?”

you nodded as best you could, your movements restricted due to blade’s cock being shoved down your throat.

“good, good girl.”

the praise alone made your hole clench around nothing, arousal dripping onto the concrete.

blade placed both hands on your head, curling them into your hair before shallowing thrusting in your mouth, letting you briefly adjust to the feeling.

his pace began to speed up, his tip now constantly pressing into the back of your throat making you gag every time he moved, drooling dribbling your chin.

“that’s it, girl.”

another groan left the stellaron hunter, his eyes closing as you swirled your tongue around his cock as he fucked into your mouth, edging the man to his release.

“so fuckin’—,”

he adjusted the leg placed under your cunt, the sudden movement making you whine against his length.

“c’mon, grind against me.”

you didn’t have to be told twice, your hips immediately beginning to move against his shoe, the feeling making your eyes roll into your skull.

the two of you looked absolutely filthy.

sweat pouring from your skin, a constant parade of moans filling the air around you.

blade’s cock twitched in your mouth, his movements becoming sloppy as tightened the grip on your hair, signaling he was close to his release.

you’re own high was approaching too, your cunt aching from how hard you were humping into the man.

“gonna— fuck, gonna cum soon.”

he could hear you utter a small please, watching the way your cunt dragged against him, your arousal pooling around the base of his shoe.

“you gettin’ close, girl?”

all he got in response was a whine, your movements never once faltering as he roughly continued his attack on your throat.

“better— fuckin’ cum with me, got it?”

blade got harder, rougher, his thrusts becoming erratic, one of his hands leaving your hair to cup your chin, lifting your head so your eyes bore into each others.

the feeling in your stomach boiled over, a mantra of muffled moans spilling from you as blade threw his head back, thrusting one last time into your mouth before spilling his seed down your throat, coating the flesh with white.

your own orgasm washed over you, hips stuttering as you rode out the high, arousal gushing from your hole.

“yeah, yeah— that’s it, come undone for me, girl.”

blade slowly slid from your mouth, his release burning your throat as some of it seeped down.

the hand on your chin forced your mouth open, thumb pressing against your tongue.

“stick it out, let me see.”

you obeyed, tongue moving on its own to show blade his cum coating the entirety of your mouth.

“good — now swallow.”

again, you listened, letting the rest of his seed coat your throat as it went down.

blade noticed the way your hips were still moving, slowly, but noticeable.

“always so greedy, aren’t you?”

he moved to stand behind you, one of his legs pressing into your back, pushing the weight of your body forward, making your cheek pressing into ground below.

blade knelt down, his hands finding your hips as he examined the mess that was your panties, all soaked through with a mixture of cum and sweat.

the man pushed the fabric to the side, his fingers running up and down the slit, your hips bucking from the sensitivity of your previous orgasm.

“she’s still sensitive, huh?”

two of his fingers circled your clit, his eyes watching the way your hole would twitch around air from every move of them.

“poor girl, you just want to be filled, don’t you?”

your mind couldn’t think straight, words becoming trapped in your throat as blade had his way with you, unable to resist any of his actions.

blade removed his fingers from your bud, now inching them towards your leaking hole, circling it before finally sinking them in, the clench of your words making the man smirk.

“b—blade!”

his thrusts were fast, unrelenting — curling into your sweet spot as his palm continuously pressed into your clit.

“must feel so good,”

blade leaned his body completely over your own, lips kissing your nape as he got close to your ear, his breath making your body shiver.

“having my fingers in you, filling you up.”

it was pathetic how quickly you reached your release, voice cracking as you let out broken moans of blade’s name, your hips moving against the movement of his hand.

“gonna cum already, girl?”

“y—yes, yes, gonna—,”

your mouth hung open, pupils dilating as you felt yourself release, a gush of liquid pouring onto the stellaron hunters hand, staining the ground below.

blade groaned just from the sight of you squirting, cock leaking as he didn’t let up the ministrations of his fingers, guiding you through your high.

“so fuckin’ precious, squirtin’ all over me like that.”

you were panting like a dog, all the thoughts in your head were only about him.

“love your f—fingers, fuck—!”

blade finally slowed his pace, fingers coming to a stop as he watched your body start to come down from your orgasm.

he slipped his fingers out slowly, the sticky substance leaving his gloves glistening.

his free hand grabbed hold of your waist, lifting your body so that it sat flush against his front, letting you rest in his lap.

“want you to taste yourself, c’mere”

you felt his clothed fingers brush against your lips, pushing past them slightly before you opened them yourself, the sweet taste of your own juices consuming your senses.

blade watched as you suck on his digits, tongue licking up every last drop of your release with ease, the sight alone making him stifle a moan.

“that’s my girl, clean all of it off.”

once he felt you had successfully licked his fingers clean, he guided them out, letting the hand settle against your neck.

he thought you would be burnt out, too tired to continue, but he watched you turn your head, eyes wide with need as you finally spoke.

“want you— want you in me, baby.”

his cock strained, your sweet voice driving him absolutely mad.

“yeah? think you can take it, girl”

“mhm, ‘course i can.”

blade hummed, acknowledging you, pressing a wet kiss your cheek as he turned your body around, laying you flat on your back.

he positioned himself over you, hands placing themselves on your thighs as he guided his cock towards your cunt, tip pressing against the hole.

the stellaron hunter slowly pushed the head into your warmth, the two of you moaning at the feeling.

“always so— tight.”

blade hissed out, your walls clamping around him as he made his way further inside you, your little whines sounding like music to his ears.

“s—so big!”

you didn’t have to look up to see the grin plastered on blade’s face, his grip on your thighs tightening from your words.

“hah—, thought you said you could take it?”

“can, i c—can!”

he pushed your thighs until your knees smushed against the plump of your chest, ankles dangling over blade’s shoulders.

with one final push, blade was finally all the way inside of you, his tip brushing against your cervix.

his gaze drifted to where you met his cock, mesmerized by how deep he was inside of you.

you felt his cock start to move, sliding half way out before slamming back in, your toes curling from the sensation.

“b—blade, blade—!”

“take it, take my fuckin’ cock.”

his thrusts were mean, constantly hitting the deepest parts of you as he practically folded your body in half.

your mind was blank, the only coherent sounds leaving you being a blend of whimpers and blade’s name, drool leaking from the corners of your lips.

blade pressed his entire body weight onto you, freeing one of his hands from your thighs to pull down the top of your dress, exposing your hardened buds.

his tongue was quick, swirling the flesh before fully sucking on them, teeth digging into the skin as he did so.

“taste so good,”

he was like a rabid dog, lips latching onto any patch of skin he could find, biting into it as he littered your chest with a gallery of bruises.

“gonna make sure you know who owns you,”

another bite, canines ripping into the flesh.

“every fuckin’ inch—,”

his bandaged hand slid down, fingers grazing your clit before beginning to rub the nerves.

“oh my g—!”

before you knew it, a stream of liquid released from you, coating blade’s cock with the substance.

blade’s thrust never slowed though, neither did the movements of his fingers on your clit, his mind too focused on burying his cock inside of you.

“this cunt,”

his hand lifted before slapping your sensitive bud, your body jerking at the sting.

“belongs to me.”

you couldn’t reply even if you tried, your brain too occupied with the feeling of your walls being stretched open.

blade could feel his balls tightening, the flow of his thrusts getting sloppier as he pounded into you.

he could tell you were close again too, walls squeezing even tighter around him, your moans getting louder with every passing second.

“w—want,”

blade looked down at you, watching you struggle to form any coherent sentence, eyes clamping shut.

“want what? c’mon tell me.”

“want, want you to—,”

the man saw you bite into your lip, head going limp as your jaw dropped open.

“no— look at me, girl.”

his hand found your head, wrapping around your jaw so he could turn it towards him, his eyes coming into contact with yours.

“be good and tell me what you want.”

“c—cum! want it fillin’ me up, please—,”

aeons, you were going to be the death of him.

blade chuckled briefly, his hands finding place on the backs of your thighs again, pushing them into you once more.

“yeah? you want me to fill you—?”

“yes, yes, yes—!”

“gonna leave you fuckin’ leaking then.”

his cock pistoned into you, your hole burning from how hard he was going, the stretch making you jerking away without realizing it.

blade noticed, a shaky laugh leaving him as he grasped onto your thighs harder, pulling you back to him.

“don’t fuckin’ run—,”

he could feel himself drooling, salivating at the thought of releasing his seed into you.

“gonna pump you full, leave you drippin’—.

“p—please, please! ‘m gonna, gonna—!”

blade pressed into you, his hold on you so hard you could feel the bruises forming where his hands were.

“yeah—, let go for me, cum all over my fuckin’ cock.”

and that you did, body convulsing as your vision went white, your arousal coating the entirety of blade’s length.

blade let out one final groan, his hips slapping against your thighs as he spilled into your hole, painting the walls in shades of white.

“take it, take it, take it—!”

your body went limp, breaths heavy as blade finally slowed his thrusts down, his cock still buried inside of you.

he looked down, eyes trained on the white ring around the base of his cock, one formed your own arousal.

blade slid out slowly, your hole twitching at the loss before finally, the ooze of his cum began leaking from you, dripping down the length of your cunt.

his fingers wiped up any of the substance that fell from you, guiding it towards your hole before pushing it back in, making you whimper from the feeling.

“s—so full,”

blade kept his digits stuffed in you, leaning over you to leave a sloppy kiss on your lips, pulling away as he gazed into your eyes, all puffy and wet.

“all fuckin’ mine.”

[pervoshi]

gettin back into hsr after months n seeing all the Fine shit added like who is anaxa n why do i need him

[pervoshi]

thinking about black swan and how she would so sweetly whisper praises in your ear as she pushed her fingers into your cunt, stretching your walls open.

she’d tell you how much of a good girl you were being, letting her pleasure you like no one else has.

the memo-keeper soaked in your whines like a prayer, her own warmth throbbing just from the sound of them.

“so sweet, so precious.”

her free hand would caress the plump of your chest, fingers teasing the hardened nipples whilst she thrusted into your cunt harder, curling the digits so she brushed against your sweet spot.

and if you ever tried to cover your pretty noises, she would give your sensitive bud a small smack, slowing down the pace of her fingers.

“let me hear you, dear; you know how much i love those sounds of yours.”

[pervoshi]

need 2 make a fic based on this song …

[pervoshi]

WANTED . blade , yingxing

red.

it surrounded you.

on your hands, on your face, on your tongue.

you could barely recognize who was staring at you from the mirror.

blood stained every little inch of your body; splattered on you as if you were a canvas.

trembling hands grasped the countertop, then yourself, your fingers tracing the flesh of your lips, smudging the wetness onto your skin.

you’ve hurt others before; the splash of blood spewing from them was not unknown.

but this time - this time was different.

a body, still fresh, laid at your feet, the light from their eyes faded as blood slowly dribbled down their chin, staining the concrete beneath you.

still, limp, lifeless.

you’d never killed before, you let the others deal with the nauseating task, not worrying yourself with the repercussions of such a thing.

you would’ve kept good on your promise, you should have.

yet, here you were, stood still looking at someone who wasn’t yourself.

such a pig.

had you been left alone for a minute longer, you may have collapsed in on yourself, allowing the disgust to torment your body longer. but, a knock on the door shook you from your thoughts, startling you back to reality.

“are you alright in there, girl?”

you’d recognize that voice anywhere.

yingxing, or blade, as he preferred to be called now stood behind the door, his voice echoing inside the hollowness of your head.

“y—yes i’m fine, i’ll be out in a minute.”

liar. blade thought, the shakiness in your voice gave that much away.

he wasn’t aware of the extent of your condition, unaware of the brutality you’d committed on this seemingly simple mission.

perhaps you were just freshening up, the man believed that could be the case, yet the tone of how you responded puzzled him.

“i’m coming in.”

“wait— blade, you don’t need do that.”

“clearly something is the matter. you can either let me in or i will get in there myself.”

you tensed, body still drenched in the substances of that poor woman you had slaughtered.

no one could see you in this state; blade couldn’t see you in this state.

clearly you took too long to reply to the impatient man as the door slammed open itself, revealing the stellaron hunter.

his vision was met with the back of your head, then drifted to look into the mirror, displaying your disheveled form entirely.

“get out—!” you practically screamed, turning around on your heels, hands curling into the fabric of blade’s jacket as you attempted to push the man away.

“calm— do not push me away, girl.”

blade let his own bandaged hands grip yours, not painfully, but softly.

you paused for just a moment, eyes trailing to look into the red irises of yingxing, your hold on his jacket loosening just a smidge, allowing the man to hold them in his palm.

“why, why are you being so— gentle?”

blade, a stellaron hunter, a man wanted on more planets then you could count was now standing before you, holding you like you were going to crumble apart.

“you do not need to have such shame around me, i’m not a man who will so quickly judge your appearance.”

“appearance? look at me, i’m—!”

a sob left you, your voice breaking from the shear force of it.

“i’m disgusting.”

blade felt a tinge in his chest, eyes trailing over your face as he watched the muscles contract from each breath that escaped your lips.

“now please, leave me alone, i can’t allow you to see me like this.”

“leave you alone— are you a fool, girl?”

you knew blade was an upfront man, but sympathetic? that was unknown to you.

he watched your eyebrows furrow at his words, scoffing before he released his grip from your hands, now placing his onto your shoulders, spinning you around like a doll to face the mirror.

“blade,”

“quiet, eyes on the mirror.” he demanded, making you jerk a bit at his words.

you let out a shaky breath, feeling the embarrassment rise in you as your eyes finally drifted onto the mirror, being met with blade’s already looking back at you.

heat rose to your face, noticing how intently the stellaron hunter was examining every inch of your body.

“uhm—,”

“did i say you could speak?”

silence again, the air getting tighter within the cramped space of your bathroom.

you let blade continue with his investigation of your body, unsure on what would happen if you were to even breathe incorrectly at this point.

your body shifted on its own, the blood-soaked clothes sticking to your body making you more and more aware of just how drenched you were.

blade took note of that, settling his eyes back on your face before sliding his hands down the sides of your waist.

“your clothes, they’re making you uncomfortable.”

“y—yes.”

blade’s hands finally settled on your hips, his thumbs toying with the hem of your shirt as he watched your eyes dart to them.

“may i?” he asked, his tone never once faltering.

you hesitated, before finally nodding, eyes closing to avoid the sight of your skin.

yingxing grasped the inside of your top, dragging the fabric up your stomach, then your chest, slowly revealing your stained flesh.

you lifted your arms voluntarily, allowing the man to lift the shirt over your head, letting the ruined material fall onto the floor.

blade moved his gaze to you, hands caressing the stickiness of your skin.

a small whine escaped your throat as he let his hands cup the plump of your chest, letting them rest there for a moment before moving them back to your waist.

“please—,”

“shh, don’t say a word,”

yingxing leaned down, his lips grazing the flesh of your ear before speaking again:

“let me take care of you.”

you could’ve melted away, his soft voice sounded angelic, the words he spoke settling in the depths of your stomach.

“i, i cant— i don’t deserve this— deserve you.”

blade rolled his eyes, making a tut sound as he drew circles on your skin.

“so stubborn.”

his lip hovered over your neck, eyes staring into your reflection before turning away, letting his gaze settle on you before pressing a wet kiss to the flesh.

“i suppose i’ll have to convince you to surrender yourself to me, to allow me the pleasure of caring for you.”

aeons, his words made your heart skip, yet the deep shame you felt was still there.

“no—,”

“how long are you going to deny me, girl?”

his lips trailed down your neck, letting them stop every now and then to press a kiss against your skin.

“you deserve this,”

another kiss.

“deserve me,”

he stopped, looking up at you, before letting his teeth graze the flesh between your neck and shoulders, biting down softly as he listened to the whimpers echoing past your lips.

“deserve my touch,”

“b—blade,”

oh, how sweet you sounded, his name slipping off your tongue like it belonged there.

yingxing finally began moving his hands again, letting them slide down the cusp of your pants before once again gazing at you, asking permission to remove the garments.

you’d never felt so nervous before, yet his eyes, his touch made you so willing to nod your head in response.

blade unclasped your belt, loosening the leather before finding the button of your pants, letting it come undone as he began to push them down your legs, the material leaving a slick residue as they fell to the ground.

he stared at the last piece of clothing still left on you, your body squirming as his gaze practically tore your underwear off itself.

it didn’t take long for him to hook his thumbs into them, the cold air hitting the flesh making you hiss in response.

your body was now bare, on display for the stellaron hunter stood behind you, his chest now pressing into the nakedness of your back.

you felt dirty.

the blood staining your skin made you avert your gaze, not daring to look any longer.

“no, don’t look away.” blade snapped, one of his hands coming up to grip your jaw, turning your head so it was facing the mirror again.

“i can’t—,”

“you will.”

once more you looked, the flesh that you saw making you feel nauseous, yet you didn’t look away — you couldn’t look away.

“perfection.” blade whispered, the praise making your head spin.

yingxing guided his gloved hand to the flesh of your thighs, squeezing them, before slowly creeping towards your warmth.

“b—blade,”

he hummed, letting his fingers graze over the sensitive bud, consuming every sound that left you as he continued down to your gushing heat, his glove getting slick with arousal.

your head fell against his shoulder, teeth biting into the plump of your lip as he rubbed circles on your cunt, the friction making your hips jerk in response.

“sensitive.” was all he said before sinking one of his digits into you, teasing the walls of your pussy before letting in dive deeper, all the way up to his knuckle.

“so warm, so wet.”

his finger started to move, curling into your sweet spot as his bandaged hand move down from your jaw, now settling on your chest, groping and pinching at the flesh of your nipples.

“i wonder,” blade spoke, cutting himself off before sliding another finger in your cunt, copying the motions of the other.

you choked on your spit, hands coming down to grip at the man’s biceps as he turned your insides to jelly.

“squeezing me so sweetly — has anyone treated you like this before?”

you shook your head, eyes squeezing shut as tears began to roll down your flushed cheeks, becoming overwhelmed by every emotion in your head.

“speak, girl. let me hear you.”

“haven’t—,”

his fingers hit just the right spot before you could finish your sentence, your body arching into blade’s as his fingers worked you towards your release.

“close—, ‘m close—!”

yingxing smiled softly, mesmerized by how your face contorted as the pleasure consumed every atom of your body — his body.

“you gonna let go for me, girl? gonna show me how good i make you feel?”

“yes, yes, yes—! ‘s so good,”

blade could get addicted to hearing your voice like this, perhaps he already was, knowing that he was the reason for how you felt.

“you look so beautiful like this,” yingxing started, his own breathing getting shaky as he worked your cunt like a mad man.

“all messed up, just for me,”

your nails dug into his sleeves, eyes rolling into your head as his free hand rolled over the perkiness of your mounds.

“so fuckin’ pretty—,”

his lips were back on you, sucking and biting at the supple flesh, leaving trails of bruises across the surface of your skin.

“just look at you,”

another bite, one so deep that you felt blood rising from it, leaking onto your body.

“blood all over you, drivin’ me fuckin’ crazy—,”

you could feel yourself dripping onto his hand, soaking his gloved fingers as the kept drilling into your cunt.

“gonna— ‘m gonna cum, blade — please!”

“let go, let me see how filthy you are.”

it felt like a train hit you as your orgasm washed over your body, thighs gripping around blade’s wrist, your hips humping into his hand as you chased your high.

“good fuckin’ girl, that’s it.”

his hand working on your chest moved to cup the underside of your head, turning it so you could face him, his lips smashing against your own.

blade wasn’t gentle, his tongue forced it way into your mouth as his canines dug into the flesh of your own, surely bruising the skin from his force.

his fingers slowed, eventually coming to a stop once the stellaron hunter determined you had successfully reached your high, letting them rest inside as you calmed your breathing down.

yingxing slipped his digits from you eventually, hearing you hiss out a sensitive—! as he did so.

“i know, i know, calm down.”

blade let his hands settle on your hips, turning you around so he was able to look at you, at your entire figure.

your hands, still glued to his biceps, slowly loosened, letting them fall in front of you, nails digging into your palms.

blade brought his bandaged hand to your face, holding it gently as his thumb swiped away any remaining tears still falling from your eyes.

“lets get you cleaned up, i’ll start a bath.”

he was about to pull away, but a whine left you, hands coming up to claw at his muscles.

“don’t—, don’t leave me alone, please?”

his face softened, watching you cling onto him as he took no more then a single step away from you.

“tch, i’m not leaving you, girl. here—,”

you yelped, feeling the man scoop you up into his arms, now carrying you to the tub just a few feet away from your prior position.

he placed your aching body into the tub, turning the faucet on as he began to strip out of his own clothes.

you watched, mesmerized by how beautiful the man in front of you was, his body sculpted like it was made by the aeons themselves.

blade motioned for you to sit up, making room for him to slide himself behind you, his arms wrapping around your front to place you in his lap.

“better now?”

“mhm.”

the two of you sat in silence for a bit, blade using a rag to scrub away the blood, dirt and sweat from your body, the substances flowing down into the drain.

“blade?” you finally broke the silence, fiddling with the flesh around your fingers.

“yes? what is it?”

“thank you, for, um, tonight.”

blade scoffed, burying his head into your neck, letting your scent consume his senses.

“there is no need to thank me, i was simply allowing you to be taken care of for once.”

“mhm, i know; but still,” you turned your head slowly, making blade retract from the space between your neck, his nose brushing against your own.

“thank you, for making me feel wanted.”