sadistic-kitty5601

[sadistic-kitty5601]

I JUST WATCHED THUNDERBOLTS—WHY IS EVERYONE HATING ON JOHN WALKER??! He’s literally so complex and cool, so let’s have passionate, hot sex with him!

Warning!!!—Porn with plot, m!sub John Walker, steamy, buildup—also, sorry for not posting, I haven’t had much passion!😭

You were a merc, a skilled one at that. Your kill count was like no other, being raised in a hardcore camp. It wasn’t like Yelena’s, but quite similar. The brutality, the training—ugh, it was traumatic, to say the least. However, at least it gave some character development? You were strong, independent, understanding, and respected. Your strength was like no other, your speed couldn’t be competed with, and your intelligence couldn’t be outsmarted. Now, you getting to the Thunderbolts was, well, quite a bumpy ride. See, you were in…I guess a little contact with Alexei? You’ve met him on some missions, so he was familiar with you..kinda. So, when he joined the team, he suggested you’d be a great asset—and don’t even get me started on teaching you down and convincing you to be apart of the team..

Anyway, this was how you and THE John Walker met. He was…God, he was just himself—insecure, aggressive, you name it. The team really didn’t like him, though. You never flat out insulted him or made fun of him like Yelena and Ava did…well, okay, maybe you teased him a little—but hey, you kept it real. You weren’t one to take shit, that’s for sure. Any time he’d insult your position, you’d snap back, not with an insult but with a blunt and..honest comment. Yeah, he didn’t like it, but at least he wasn’t being bullied?

In all, y’all’s relationship wasn’t the BEST..you two were often butting heads or bickering over who’s right. You didn’t actually think you cared about each other…right? It’d never come down to that, right?

Welp, Sentry came along and getting thrown around like rag dolls didn’t feel good, neither did The Void randomly coming out.

During the battle, you got hurt..like, really hurt. You had gotten a huge gash on your abdomen—you didn’t even know from what, you were so disoriented from the blood loss. You coughed, holding your stomach as you limped to somewhere you could at least sit at, finding a big concrete slab. You slumped with a grunt. The thoughts flooding your head weren’t good either because you weren’t even concerned for yourself, just..thrown for a loop—“Have I really gotten that weak?”, “What’s happening?”, “Where is everyone?”—Then, your thoughts were interrupted..interrupted by a pair of roughed, panicked hands.

Who was it?

“Stay with me now, Y/N..”

Oh, you know it is. Good ol’ John.

“You’re not exactly—cough..my first choice for rescue..” You rasped out, your eyes trying to adjust as your vision blurred in and out.

“Yeah, well—“ John hurriedly placed his shield on his back, grabbing the field kit on his belt. “—Looks like I’m your only choice,” He pressed some gauze on the wound before wrapping it tightly with bandages. “You’re lucky I got here when I did,” He let out a shaky exhale, applying some firm pressure to the wound.

“You’re only doing this ‘cause I’m an asset..aren’t you?” You grunted in pain, wincing.

That’s when John just looked at you—no, like, REALLY looked at you. There wasn’t that tough mask he always wore, this was raw. His jaw clenched as he stared into your eyes. “No, I’m doing this because I need you to stop bleeding out on me,”

That was real. He wasn’t doing this to get approval, to win some invisible metal—no, he was doing this because he didn’t wanna lose you. You shut up and just..nodded. You got it.

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After everything was settled, things got better. Your wound eventually healed after some treatment and time. And during that time, John was surprisingly a little more careful with you. You’d even see him check up on you, leaning on the doorway. He thought you were asleep, but you weren’t. It was nice. To be honest, it helped you see another side to him, a nicer, more genuine one. You liked it. I mean, I guess you always knew he had a good heart, but this made you really recognize it.

So, you decided to put more effort towards him. You began to sorta change your wording to be a little less harsh—defended him even when things got heated. This, of course, didn’t stop you from still being honest, but now, John appreciated it more. He went to you for advice, returning the favor when you needed some, learning more about each other on a deeper level.

Obviously, y’all’s relationship changed—you got closer, if it wasn’t obvious. The rest of the team, like Alexei, always made little comments on the tension between you two, or jokes on how “close” you both were. It was annoying but you never denied it..neither did he.

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Fast forward to a night later, in the New Avenger tower—

John had PTSD attacks, it was normal. I mean, he’s literally a war soldier and put his whole life and soul into it. On those nights, he couldn’t sleep, so around midnight, he’d begrudgingly get up, walk to the fridge, and eat/drink something. Tonight was one of those nights, sadly.

And as usual, he did his little routine. He dragged himself to the kitchen in his baggy pajama pants and white T-shirt.

John was digging through the fridge, looking at all the bitten and half eaten shit in there, grumbling as he rolled his eyes, tossing a sandwich back in there. Then, he felt a presence. He whipped his head around, already paranoid due to the PTSD. Phew, it was just you. He let out a little sigh, shaking his head while cursing himself under his breath.

“You okay?” You called out, noticing his restless demeanor. “Yeah—..yeah, I’m good,” He cleared his throat, closing the fridge, standing up. “Okay..” You muttered, knowing all too well that he was lying. You walked up next to him. “You don’t gotta lie, y’know..I get it,” You then walked to the light switch, turning on one that dimly lit the kitchen area. John softly grunted, his eyes blinking a few times to adjust to the light. “I know..I just don’t wanna talk about it, alright?” He snapped a little. “Okay, okay,” You put your hands up. “I won’t force you,” You nodded.

John recognized his snappy demeanor, getting more frustrated at himself. “Sorry, Y/N, I just—..” He sighed. “It’s a lot,” You nodded once more in acknowledgement, walking towards him, firmly placing your hands on his shoulders. “John, trust me, I get it. Don’t apologize for something you can’t control, ‘K?” “Okay..” He let out a breath he didn’t realize he was holding in, looking off to the side before looking back at you. “Want me to..rub your shoulders or something?” You offered randomly, raising a brow. Comforting wasn’t your specialty, but you tried. John tilted his head slightly, a little smirk propping up on his lips. “You’d do that?”

“Shut up,”

You sat him down on a chair standing behind him. “Just let me work, alright?” You said, your fingers beginning to gently yet firmly rub into his stiff shoulders. John grunted, his eyebrows furrowing up. “No problem with that..” You continued as you felt his shoulders relax a little under your touch. “Right there,” John said, patting a specific spot on his shoulder. “It’s been giving me all sorts of damn trouble,” You nodded, your knuckles digging into the knot. “Damn, Walker…” You muttered. He must’ve been STRESSED lately. He groaned, nodding. “Oh, yeah, that’s good,” He sighed deeply. As you dug into that one knot, your other hand slid up his neck, your thumb placing pressure in certain areas to find more knots.

The scene was quite sensual—intimate even.

That’s when John felt it. Oh, God not now, not here! Did he seriously just get a hard on? It didn’t register right away, until he actually looked down. He immediately cleared his throat awkwardly, his hand rubbing his partially shaved beard for a second. “Alright, that’s enough,” He said. “What? Did I do something?” You immediately raised a brow. “No—well, yeah, just..” He sighed. He felt quite embarrassed and he hoped to God you wouldn’t notice the tent in his pants. Buuut of course you did, you just had to, right? “Oh..ohhhh..” You nodded, trying not to laugh. “Don’t laugh,” He scoffed, taking a quick glance up at you. “Listen, I just..haven’t felt the touch of a woman like that in a long time..” He admitted in embarrassment.

“No, no,” You let a little chuckle slip. “I’m taking this as a compliment,” “What?” He looked up at you, confused. “Nothing—I’m saying it’s okay,” You shook your head. “No, it’s not,” He persisted as he began to get up, but you suddenly pulled him back down, sitting him down yourself. You yourself were a little caught off guard by your own actions. You paused, a tense silence between you two. What were you doing? “John..” You started, not finishing before just going in and kissing him, your hand holding his jaw, not tight but definitely not soft either. He was surprised, his eyes wide for a moment, before fluttering closed, his hand going up to your wrist, holding it as you two shared a kiss.

You then pulled away. You both panted as you looked at each other with confusion but want. “What are you doing?” He asked. “I don’t know,” You both immediately went back into kissing, this time with some tongue. His cock throbbed—seriously, what was going on?? It’s not like it was out of the blue, just unexpected in the moment. His hand cupped your cheek, his fingers getting in some of your hair. Your hand that was on his jaw slithered to the back of his head.

After less than a minute, you two made it to his room. You hurriedly shut the door, locking it, your breaths heavy. You immediately hopped on him, his body slamming against the bed. As you laid there before John, he couldn’t help but admire you—your beautiful figure, your face. He pulled you back into a deep kiss, then pulled you away. “You’re really okay—“ “Yes,” You immediately responded. He smirked a little at that. “Good,” He began to take off your shirt, you taking off his. You sat right on the tent in his pants, which was QUITE visible. He groaned at that—damn, he missed this. You two got right back at it like animals, kissing each other all over, your tongues having minds’ of their own

You made your way down his neck, trailing kisses as your hands slid down his chest. He let out a shaky breath at that, his hands going to your hips, subconsciously grinding against you. He let out quivering pants and soft groans as you two dry humped each other. “You are so beautiful,” His whispered in your ear, running his fingers through your hair as he kissed your jawline. You hummed, kissing him again, then looked into his eyes. “I’m gonna make you feel like you’ve never felt before,” You said. He gulped, then nodded, kissing you again as his tongue tasted yours.

You then scootched back, pulling down his pants, his cock throbbing against his underwear. He gasped a little from surprise, however, before he could say anything, you came back up, kissing him as you took out his aching cock, giving it a good, slow stroke, squeezing firmly. He immediately moaned in your mouth, quite loudly. This was the first time in a long time anyone besides himself actually touched him, his wife most likely hadn’t touched him in a while before the divorce and such. You slowly—so painfully slow—rubbed his poor tip. His breaths and body were quivering like hell. “You—“ He gulped. “Really know how to work a—mmm~” His eyes almost rolled back for a second as his lips formed a thin line, trying to keep in all the noises as you touched him in all the right ways. “Don’t be shy, make some noise, Captain,” You cooed in his ear, causing a breathy and shaky chuckle from him.

Your thumb rubbed against his frenulum, making him moan. His hand grappled onto your ass for support as his hips bucked up into your hand. “Shouldn’t I be doing something for you?” He asked, already out of breath. Truth be told, he felt a little guilty—you had just given him a massage and now you were massaging him AGAIN, just..in a different way… “No, no, I’ll be getting my fill soon,” You grinned as you stroked his rock hard cock, getting all sorts of pants, groans, and moans from him. You then slid off your own pants, him staring at your sexy body once more, his dick twitching at the sight as he sat up on his elbows. You took off your panties, throwing them alongside y’all’s other clothing. “I’m gonna ride the fuck outta you, solider,” You bluntly said as you adjusted yourself on top of him. All he could do was simply nod—“Jesus..” He muttered. Those were some hot, bold words he’d never heard before.

Once you were comfortable, you sat down on his throbbing cock—not all the way, but enough to engulf the tip. You shakily sighed while John moaned, his hand going to your thigh, gripping it while his eyes closed. God, he missed that feeling, so warm and wet—tight. You then sat down all the way with a groan. “Oh my God, you feel so good..” He tried to regain some composure, breathing in through his nose and out his mouth, opening his eyes to look up at you. “You feel good, too…” You leaned down to kiss him, he accepted. You began to steadily move up and down on the dick. His breath hitched as he felt your perfect, wet pussy begin to ride him. “You enjoying yourself?” You teased. “Yes..” John said as his eyes shut once more, relishing in the feeling as he gripped your ass.

You hummed as you slid your hips up and down, feeling his cock rub against your wet walls. John shakily panted as he tried to hold back loud noises. “You think you can handle a faster pace?” You asked impatiently. He quickly nodded. “Yes—yes, please..” You began to bounce on his cock, a light clapping noise being heard. “Mmmmm…” He groaned as he bit his lip, his eyebrows furrowing. “You feel fucking amazing, Y/N…” He whispered, his hands roaming all over you, burying his face in your neck. Your hand went into his hair, gripping it slightly as you lightly kissed his ear. “Who knew..” You said as you swallowed down a moan. “Uh-huh—Oh~” He groaned slightly, his hands residing to gripping your hips as you bounced on his cock. “God, you are so hard..” You strained, breathing heavily. “Hard for you..” He whispered back, getting a chuckle out of you. You clenched down on him, earning a louder moan from him. “Fuck—keep squeezing me like that—“ His breath hitched, his hands natural guiding your pace.

“You like that?” You breathily moaned out. “Fuck, yes,” He groaned back. “When you said—groan—you were gonna ride the fuck outta me—ah~..When exactly are you gonna follow through with that?” You raised a brow, smirking. “I forget you’re a super soldier sometimes..” You laid him down, adjusted yourself—then slammed down! You bounced on his cock, rolling your hips as you went as rough as you wanted…which was rough. He yelped, gripping the sheets as he moaned and groaned out. “I—I forget—God!..Forget..how strong you are~…” He manage quiver out as his eye rolled back slightly. The bed with squeaking and creaking quite loud, shaking even—no doubt you could wake up everyone else in the tower with how loud y’all were being. “C’mon—ah—be as loud as you want, Captain!” You urged on, as you repeatedly slammed and clenched down on his poor cock. That got a loud moan out of him, his hands desperately reaching out for you. Yeah, he was a super soldier, but he hadn’t had sex, let alone good sex, in A WHILE.

You two lost the last bit of control you had the closer you got. He was bucking up into you, you were slamming down on him, somewhat trying to control y’all’s volume…but you were still quite loud. The more immersed you got the less you cared. “Fuuuck, I’m close—I’m close, Y/N—stop, stop—“ He groaned out, not being able to stop himself. “Fuck no, we’re continuing this—I can pull out,” You responded, out of breath. “What? A-Are you sure?” He moaned as he felt you clench around him, the knot he felt beginning to get tighter. “Yes—yes, let’s just keep fucking!” You moaned as you got closer. “God—yes!” He panted, his abs flexing as he tensed. The bed creaking and moving a little—it’s a surprise how it hasn’t broken yet—the clapping sounds were loud as hell too now, the sweat dripping off y’all’s bodies creaking suction, and the noises you two were making made it all too intense. “I’m—I’m cumming—FUCK!” You two shouted, you quickly pulling off as the ropes of hot, thick sperm squirted out his cock and the wetness oozed out of your pussy, you two moaning loud, holding each other tightly, eyes rolled back, bodies completely tensed. That had to be one of the most intense orgasms either one of you ever had. After a good couple of minutes, you guys gained some consciousness back, trembling and breathing hard.

“Oh, my God..”

“Oh, my God..”

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The next morning, after everyone was awake and after you two freshened up, everyone sat around.

Bob was eating cereal, you were drinking coffee, as well as Yelena and Ava, while Alexei and John ate an actual breakfast. The silence was unusually loud, until—“Y’know, you could at least be quiet,” Yelena said bluntly, giving you and John a look. John immediately looked away, clearing his throat. “Yeah! You sounded like two ferocious lions! Not like we didn’t see it coming..” Alexei laughed at you two. “At first I thought you were training..and then I heard it..” Bob frowned sighing. “I didn’t know John could even pull a lady like that,” Ava said, taking a sip of her coffee. “Alright, alright—that’s enough!” John said, embarrassed.

That whole day…and possibly every day from now on, they teased you for it. Was it worth it, though? HELL YES.

[sadistic-kitty5601]

FINALLY, THE SUB WADE (DEADPOOL) FANFIC IS HERE!!! FEAST!

Sorry I didn’t write for so long, I lost motivation :[

Wade had a huge crush on you. You're his Spidey, not every Deadpool had a Spidey, but he did, and you were that. He first saw you when you first debuted on the screen for saving a kid. Your perfect figure, that sexy voice...oh lord, he dropped the popcorn in his hands immediately, squealing, he needed to meet you IMMEDIATELY! So, next time you were on night patrol, he found you. At first, you were annoyed, and tried to ignore him, but you soon gave up, growing fond of his energetic and chaotic ways. You two became close friends, then started dating, then more, yadah yadah...

So, there you were POUNDING his brains out in his own bed! His face in the pillow, SCREAMING for dear life. Holy fuck your dick was so good, I mean, he loved your beautiful pussy, but GOD DAYUM, this shit was AMAZING.

"Oh my God! Oh my God! I've been pegged before, but this is different! Have I said that yet!?" He yelled, gripping the sheets tightly as he pushed back to get some more of that girthy, long cock of yours, moaning loudly. "Fuck, baby, the whole neighborhood is gonna hear you-and…..and ooh fuck, you're so tight." You said as you bit your lip, gripping his hips. Thanks to his regenerative ability, he always stayed tight, which meant he'd always get that sweet feeling of being stretched, (If you remember my last post.😉) Tears rolled down his cheeks-and oh yeah! Did I mention this was the 3rd round? Cum trickled down his shaking thighs, your cum, that you filled him up with 3 TIMES.

Your huge dick rubbed against every spot inside him, the way your hips moved managed to hit his g-spot every single time, causing him to whimper in pleasure.

"Fuck—! Make me cum! Make me cum with your big cock! Like a dirty slut!" Wade screamed, burying his head in the pillow. "Harder?" You asked, panting, you were close too. "Yes! Do you have to ask?! Fuck me with no respect, baby!" He urged. You let out a breathless chuckle, a smirk spreading across your face. You suddenly rammed into him, bucking into him over and over again, forcing a surprised but pleased yelp. "Oooh yeah! Woo!" He yelled out as he writhed in pleasure. You groaned as you fucked his BRAINS OUT!

"God, I can feel you clenching around me." You growled out. "Mmm, you feel how my ass wants you? It's so tight! Sooo gooood!-Oh! Oh, I'm cumming!" Wade yelled, letting out a long, shaky mewl as he came again, his poor cock twitching. That's when he heard you moan, feeling your hot load filling him up, only making more seamen leak out. Fuck, it felt so good feeling your warm cum filling him up, it made him shake and whimper in pleasure. He let out a big sigh.

…

"One more round? Pretty please with a cherry on top?"

[sadistic-kitty5601]

You know what I just realized? Wade Wilson (Deadpool) is effectively immortal because of his regenerating abilities…which means if something is stretched it goes back to its original state. So if you were taking him to pound town with a big dick, he would technically ever get used to being stretched out or become lose, which means he would always have that fresh, pleasant feeling of being stretched out….prepare for a story. 😼

[sadistic-kitty5601]

I HAVEN'T SEEN ANY SUB SOLDIER BOY (Ben from The Boys) SO I'LL DO IT MYSELF.

Warning!!! Sub Solider boy, smut with plot, DETAILED AND LONG NSFW PART, handjob, edging, overstimulating, anal fingering (Him receiving), 2 orgasms at the same time (Him also receiving)

Summary: You finally managed to make Soldier boy 'open minded', and it definitely pays off...

Soldier Boy had some...unfair opinions when it came to women, and he didn't hide it, nor felt much shame in it, it was just how he was raised, and with his stubbornness, that was how he was and how he will think. It's as simple as that. It didn't mean he couldn't love women, he just couldn't love them in the...’correct' way. If it wasn't for his amazing looks, he'd be pretty lonely. Throughout the years of being a 'man' and a superhero, no woman really stood up to him when it came to his misogynistic beliefs, and when they did, they were too 'emotional' or 'offended' for his liking or understanding.

Well, that was until he met you. You were a mature, intelligent, and beautiful woman, who was also a supe. A real dame. However, that wasn't what gained his respect for you, what really gained his respect for you was how you didn't take any shit. Any of his shit. Every time he made a snarky, misogynistic, or sexist statement, you didn't 'over react', go along with it, or scoff at him, you simply told him he was wrong, staying calm, resilient, and firm. Of course, this resulted in you two fighting a lot, but that's what caught his attention, you challenged him. That's what he really needed, a woman who challenged him, even if he'd never admit it.

But, this was back in the day, before he was frozen...So what about now?...

Due to your power, which was physically warping reality (Sorry, it's the only other cool power that doesn't make you age physically), you didn't physically age, you kept yourself alive, but did lose your position as a superhero, later, parting with The Boys. Then, Soldier Boy was found—blah, blah, blah, you already know.

After getting everything settled, Billy Butcher made you babysit Soldier Boy, and obviously, you two had a lot to catch up on. At first, it wasn't too smooth, you began educating him on the norms, new technology, words he couldn't use, everything. It was a lot to process for him, and naturally, he made a comment about how 'men used to be real men back in his day' and 'women need to step down. You began to speak on it, expressing your opinion, something Soldier Boy secretly missed, loving the boldness and firmness in your tone, which he immediately blocked out. What was he thinking? Instead, he pushed back with his own opinion. This started a debate...except, something was..different? Why wasn't he interrupting you? Why was enjoying this? Why was he...understanding?

After this argument, which surprisingly ended on a good note, you two began to make good progress. Soldier Boy often went to you when he had a question about today's society, Y'all's conversations became more playful, less aggressive, you two became more flirty, even. You two always had some sort of lingering tension back in the day, but now? It was at a peak! Something was bound to happen...

You two were at the place, sitting on the couch as you looked at some papers, records, basically studying to get the upper hand on Homelander. Soldier Boy sat there in his robe, making conversation with you. "Y'know, you were always such a dame." Soldier Boy bluntly stated, smirking ever so slightly at you. "Really? You were never too bad yourself." You returned the playfulness, looking back at him. There was a pause. You sat up, getting closer to him. What was this? No, you both knew damn well what it was. Suddenly, both of you threw yourselves onto each other, lips crashing together, wasting no time getting your tongues into each other's mouths. Your hand cupped his cheek, the other wrapping around his neck as his hands wrapped around your back and waist. It quickly got hot and steamy with your heavy breaths, his rock hard cock standing up in his robe, and intense kissing, tongues swirling around, battling for dominance as your hands explored each other's body's. Deep, deep down, you both ached for this moment so badly, now and even back then.

Maybe all of your conversations on making him woke really did work because somehow, he ended up on bottom. His robe already open, exposing his chest area, fingers intertwined with your hair, his legs wrapped around your waist, letting out groans every now and then. I mean, this was some of the most intense action he's gotten in a long time. Sure, he's had sex with 1 or 2 girls by now, but it wasn't really close, nor intimate, just penetration, then cumming. But this, this was different. You two were close and had so much pent up tension, it was truly a lot. You finally broke the kiss, both of you catching your breath, panting. He mischievously smirked up at you, letting out a gruff chuckle. "Damn.." You chuckled in response, returning his smirk with a teasing grin. "Need a break?" "Psh, hell no." He responded as his grip on your hair got slightly tighter. He wanted more. "Just surprised you're on top—" He said as he immediately pulled you back into a passionate and almost desperate kiss. You reciprocated the kiss with the same energy, one of your hands sliding up his leg, tugging at his robe.

He let out a soft groan as he felt your hands begin to strip him. "Someone's impatient.." He mumbled against her lips with a teasing smirk as he helped you out with his silk robe. Now, he was just in his boxers, his cock twitching with impatience against its confines. Then, you two quickly began to work at taking off your shirt, throwing it to the ground, next to his robe. He bit his lip as he slid his hands up your waist, seeing your bra cup your breasts perfectly. "Fuck, you ladies are always like fine wine." His hips twitched up slightly, seeking any sort of friction, way too horny right now. You grinned deviously as you sat right on his bulge, earning a guttural groan from him. "Someone's desperate." You gently ran your fingers down his chest, teasing his nipples. His breath quickened as he looked up at you. "You're such a tease-c'mon, be that bold woman like you usually are." He gripped your hips as he grinded up into you.

You nodded. "Of course, handsome." You immediately leaned down and began ravishing him, leaving a trail of hickeys and sloppy kisses starting on his neck, passing by on his collarbone, down to his chest, as your tongue glided across his skin in all the right ways, causing him to grind up into you harder, seeking more friction as he groaned deeply and moaned softly, biting his lip and closing his eyes, enjoying the sensations. You came back from eating him up, admiring all the hickeys you left on him. He opened his eyes and looked up at you. "Don't stop now." He muttered out in a hoarse voice, his bulge desperately twitching against the fabric of your clothing. "Oh, I won't, baby." You said as you hopped off his crotch, crawling down and grabbing ahold of his underwear, pulling down. His hard cock sprung out immediately, which caused you to chuckle. "Wow, Ben, you're already so hard for me." He grinned smugly. "What can I say? With a pretty face and a sexy body like that grinding up against me-oh shit—" He was quickly cut off by your tongue swirling around his dick, lubing it up essentially.

After his cock was all wet, your hand wrapped around it. "Ready?" You asked with a smirk. "Work your hands already, woman." He said impatiently, trying his best to keep his hips from twitching, ultimately failing. You raised an eyebrow. "Excuse me?" You began to stroke his frenulum with some decent pressure, your other hand getting to work on his tip. His breath hitched as both of his most sensitive spots were targeted. He put his hand up. "Wha-H-Hold on a minute! Let me..adjust.." He said, his voice being laced with embarrassment. "Speak to me with respect then." You said in a more authoritative tone. He grumbled, rolling his eyes with a nod. You began to slowly stroke the shaft part of his hard cock, being a bit more gentle...Though, you had way more planned for him. He leaned his head back with a content sight. "Oh come on, you can go faster than that." He said in a snarky tone. You obliged, stroking his cock faster, making sure to focus on the tip more. His groaned and nodded. "Yeah, that's good." He bit his lip, looking down at you, his cock twitched from the sight of you.

I wanna save you time, so I'll just say, this went on for..a while. Why? Because you edged him at least 5 times. At first he was annoyed and confused, which then subsided into desperation.

"If you really wanted to cum...well...you'd ask." You smirked, slowly and painfully stroking his sensitive frenulum, squeezing his cock, watching him twitch and squirm as pre-cum leaked from his red tip. "Fuck...I should've fuckin' known-mmmgh." He thrusted his hips up in your hand, his breathing being ragged. "C'mon already, make me cum.please." He breathed out, his eyebrows furrowing as he gripped the pillow next to him. "Well, there is another option, it'll double the pleasure even." You offered with a devious grin, your other hand giving his balls a slight squeeze, causing him to moan. "What's-What's that, huh?" He swallowed down the moans that so badly wanted to be let out. He needed to cum so badly. "Fingering you." You bluntly stated. "What?" He almost looked offended.

A thousand years after teasing and convincing.

"Alright, alright. Fine. As long as you promise to let me cum." He said, closing his eyes..it felt so demasculating and humiliating. "I will, I will, I know how this is for you." You licked your two fingers, (Yes, I know that's not enough lube, just pretend it is) sliding one in. He grunted, it felt a little painful for the first few seconds.. that was until you immediately targeted his prostate. It was definitely a new feeling, but it felt real good. He let out a quivering moan. "What the fuck was that?" His breath began to become heavier again. You smirked. "You like that, huh?" Your fingers began to slowly pump into him, rubbing against his prostate each time as your other hands began to work at his tip and frenulum, stroking them. Right now, you were hitting three sensitive spots all at once, and he was writhing in pleasure. He panted, his abs flexing as he let out strained moans and practically wheezed breathes as he tried not to seem like he was enjoying himself.

You leaned back up to kiss him, he immediately accepted, taking this as an opportunity to hide some moans of his. His legs twitched and quivered as you slid your knuckle against his prostate, your hand slicking against his aching cock. He almost whined when you squeezed his tip. You then broke the kiss. "More? 'Cause I've got more tricks." He managed to focus his eyes onto you. "Y-Yeah-sure, why no-" He was suddenly cut off by the sensation of..vibrating? Right up against his sensitive spots. "Oh fuck—..oh fuck, oh-fffffuck!— How the hell are you doing that?-Hauh." Now he was really shaking, squirming around, his hands frantically feeling around to find something to grip on, which ended up being your arm and the couch, holding onto it for dear life as he let moans and groans slip out, one after another. "A magician never reveals her secrets.." You replied cheekily, beginning to kiss down his neck. He gulped, trying to catch some air as you sped up your pace, now being less gentle with him, which caused his eyes to roll back. Your fingers went in and out of him faster, your hands stroked his cock in all the right places, all while vibrating at the same time...it was almost too much...

Was this overstimulation? It was almost painful, but in a good kind of way, it was like you wanted it to stop but needed it to keep going. "I'm gonna cum—I'm gonna blow my load right now—" He strained out, panting as his legs squirmed around. He looked up at you with desperate eyes, his hand now gripping your shoulder tightly. "Don't stop-don't you dare fucking stop-ah-y-you promised..ttto not..stop!" He was almost growling now, he truly did need to cum, otherwise he'd lose his mind. "You're right, I promised, so cum, bust all over everything." You nodded as you stroked his tip faster, your hands now pumping straight into him, stroking against his prostate with each thrust. "Yes, yes, yesyesyesyes— c'mon!-" He moaned out, reaching the peak of ecstasy. "Ohhh, fuuuck, Y/N!" He moaned out as he threw his head back, tensing up, twitching and shaking violently as a load of semen squirted out of his cock, even having a prostate orgasm. This was the most intense orgasm he's ever had, probably because it was two big O's. He shook and moaned for a solid 30 seconds before he managed to calm down a little from the intense high.

There was a big mess to say the least. His cum was all over his abdomen, your hand, the couch. "Shit, you were seriously pent up. You alright now?" Now, he was able to make coherent thoughts instead of just, 'Oh fuck’ "Probably because you edged me five damn times-" He quickly shut up when he saw you lick his cum off your fingers, feeling a little tingle. "Damn, you know how to play my cards." He grumbled, lazily smirking, causing you to chuckle, grinning along with him.

Needless to say, he enjoyed himself quite a bit.

THE END.

[sadistic-kitty5601]

I CAN’T STOP THINKING ABOUT THAT WOLVERINE CIGAR HAND SCENE!!! AS A SADIST, THIS MAKES ME GO BUCK WILD!!!! So, I’ll be writing about it with my own little twist!

WARNING!!! Not NSFW, however, is a bit suggestive, and involves pain kinky!Logan!!!

It wasn't that you two weren't friends. You two were practically together. One of the many things Logan is good at, is beating around the bush, and you were very good at not caring. I mean, at this point? Everyone thought you two were dating because of how much you two flirted. Constantly making suggestive comments towards each other, spending extra alone time together, the way he’d slightly lean against your body, or how he’d ogle your beautiful body in that sexy suit of yours…How could it be more obvious?

After your latest mission, you two were outside of the place. You were smoking your cigarette as he smoked his cigar, his usual gruff expression on his face, leaning against the wall. “You did good out there.” Logan complimented in his low, raspy tone as he glanced at you, taking in a puff of smoke from his cigar. “Thanks, you as well.” You breathed out the smoke from your cigarette. “Couldn’t have done it without you, Bub,” Logan teased with a slight smirk. You chuckled, smirking along with him, which quickly faded when you realized that your cigarette needed to be put out…Well, you couldn’t put it out on the walls since you’d probably be scolded, same goes for the ground…damn! That’s when you remembered Logan’s healing abilities…would it be bad to use him as a human ashtray? You looked at your cigarette, then glanced at his hand, before looking back up at his face, basically asking for consent to put out your cigarette on his palm. Logan grumbled, but didn’t care much, he was tough, it wouldn’t hurt too much. “Go ahead.” He held out his hand to you.

“Thank you, always a help, huh?” You said as you leaned forward slightly, placing the cigarette onto his palm, the smoke rising from the area as it burned. “Mhm,” Logan hummed as he began to feel the burning sensation start up. As the sensation became stronger, he made an o-shape with his mouth as he groaned softly, rolling his eyes, and raising an eyebrow, before shaking his head slightly to shake off that..excitement he felt from that stinging pain it caused for him. ‘’The hell?…’’ Logan thought to himself…Was he really turned on by that? Well, sadly, the sensation ended after you lifted the cigarette away from his palm. “Done,” You said with a slight smile. “Thanks again.” You chuckled. “Yeah, no problem..” Logan replied with a slight nod, a bit breathless from the painful but delightful stinging sensation that still lingered throughout the nerves of his hand.

Maybe he should stick around you more when you’re smoking?

This was only my first post! I wanted to start off soft with my fav scenarios, but from now on, I will be expressing my true desires, so prepare for a lot of sadism and sexual content!!!! Thank you for supporting this if you do!!!!❤️❤️❤️