#cw pre-top surgery ftm

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uggghhhh happy early bday mr valden…..

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Thank you for accepting my request!! It was delicious😭❤️ i love the way you write Hannibal. Not to be greedy or anything, could i request hannigram x ftm reader? He just took his first shot of t, and his two lovers want to celebrate *wink wink*

you’re so welcome!! this is perfect, i love it so much <3 i love all the ftm x [insert character here] i’ve gotten recently! it’s so inside my comfort zone it’s crazy <3 companion fic to this.

i hope you enjoy!!

hannigram x ftm reader taking his first t shot!

(reader wears a binder/is pre-top-surgery)

cw: threesome/group sex, praise kink, creampie finish, double penetration, oral sex (afab&amab receiving), anal sex (afab&amab receiving), p in v sex, fingering (afab&amab receiving).

thanks to your lover, hannibal’s, connections in the therapy world, you’d finally gotten your hands on something you’d been waiting on for what felt like forever: a prescription for testosterone. at this point in your social transitioning, you figured you were ready to take the next step. it was a little nerve-wracking, as most new things are, but so exciting all the same.

your other lover, will, had kindly offered to go pick up the prescriptions with you; you’d shown some apprehension at the thought, and he’d immediately offered his assistance.

once you’d gotten back to hannibal’s place, you got all settled in; your testosterone vials and needles sitting up on the counter. they looked a little daunting; you’d never used a needle on yourself before, so this was going to be a really different experience for you. the doctor had explained to you how to do it, and it seemed pretty straightforward. but still. nervous.

you didn’t necessarily want to do it with hannibal and will watching you; just because you were nervous you may look silly, and you didn’t want them to get worried if you did it wrong. but then again, you didn’t want to do it without them, because what if you did do it wrong?

you decided to do your first shot on your own; you wanted to make sure you could do it by yourself, and wouldn’t they be so proud of you when you did?

you took a breath, grabbing the stuff you would need and heading to the bathroom. sitting on the toilet, you prepped everything the way the doctor told you to, and prepared yourself for the feeling of the needle going in.

it was surprisingly easy, but the sting and pinch were going to need some getting used to. letting your breath out, you cleaned up and put everything away, opening the bathroom door to see the two men standing outside the door.

you smiled at them, shaking your head. “worried about me, huh?” you asked them. hannibal stepped closer to you and inspected you, asking you how you felt. “i feel fine,” you assured him with a small chuckle. “it went really well… it was a lot easier than i thought it would be.”

will smiled at you, nodding as you spoke. “we knew it wouldn’t be a big deal. well..” he corrected, looking at hannibal. “i did, at least.”

“we should celebrate, no?” hannibal asked, kissing the top of your head. “such bravery and expertise should be rewarded!” he exclaimed, leading you and will to the kitchen.

hannibal popped open a bottle of wine and started pouring three glasses, handing them out. before long, he and will were discussing how proud they were of you, making your face flush; the wine wasn’t helping, either.

“so handsome and so perfect,” hannibal said, in response to will leaning in to put a hand on your thigh. “both of you,” he added playfully, making will sport a wry smile. hannibal stood and walked over to stand behind you, massaging your shoulders gently. he leaned in to kiss will’s lips deeply. it was clear the two of them were planning a different kind of celebration. you were excited.

hannibal’s hands dipped to start rubbing your chest, his fingers brushing over your nipples once he’d found them. you leaned your head back against him, watching him and will kissing passionately. warmth spread into your stomach and you could feel yourself getting ridiculously aroused.

will pulled away from the kiss he shared with hannibal to start kissing you, his hands starting to tug at your clothes; he was asking permission, and you eagerly allowed him to undress you. hannibal watched the two of you, starting to undo his own pants and taking his shirt off. before long the three of you were undressed and the two of them started leading you into the bedroom.

will pulled you into his lap on the bed, his legs draped over the end as hannibal came up behind you. being sandwiched between the two of them turned you on an insane amount. will started to kiss your neck, licking stripes up your neck as hannibal leaned in to kiss your lips. both of the men’s hands explored your body, hannibal’s on your hips and grabbing your ass and will’s exploring your chest and pinching your nipples.

you moaned into hannibal’s mouth as you felt will’s fingers exploring your wet slit, playing with your clit while he teased your nipples. hannibal put his fingers in your mouth for you to slicken up as he followed will’s lead. he slid one finger into your asshole, making you moan and buck your hips against will’s fingers. will slid two fingers into your pussy, curling them up to hit your g-spot. the two of them played with you for a little while before you ended up squirting all over will’s hand.

the two of them praised you for how handsome you were, how well you took their fingers and came for them, peppering your skin with kisses before they moved positions. will laid on his back, starting to slide his cock into you, stretching your sweet pussy out. hannibal began to finger will’s ass as will fucked up into you and grabbed your ass. you leaned in to kiss him as he got finger-fucked, and then leaned back to kiss hannibal as he slid his cock into will’s stretched asshole.

the two men moaned in beautiful succession with you, all of you in complete bliss. their hands explored you and each other. after a few final rough strokes, hannibal bottomed out inside will and came deep in his asshole, making him in turn cum deep into your pussy.

but they weren’t done; hannibal slid his cock into your asshole next, making you shiver and whine, scratching on will’s chest. his curls lay over his face, covered in sweat. will hadn’t taken his cock out of you yet. he started rocking his hips again after you’d gotten adjusted to hannibal’s cock, the noise of the creampie inside you squelching as his balls slapped your taint.

the three of you finished again, and you were flipped over on your back so that hannibal could eat you out; his tongue was magical as he licked will’s cum out of your hole. his tongue slid in and out, and circled your clit. you shuddered and came a third time, grabbing his hair and wrapping your legs over his shoulders. hannibal proceeded to clean off will’s cock as well, will laying right next to where you were as he got sucked off. he gave you sleepy kisses, waiting for hannibal to come back up for air. the two of you shared slurping on hannibal’s cock until it was cleaned off, and fell asleep naked on the bed, fully satisfied.

[sentoooo]

"ᴄᴀɴ ɪ ɢᴇᴛ ʏᴏᴜ ᴏᴜᴛ ᴏꜰ ᴛʜᴏꜱᴇ ᴄʟᴏᴛʜᴇꜱ?" ⨟ ᴋᴇɴꜱʜɪ x ꜰᴛᴍ ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ ⨟ 18+

pretty self indulgent, maybe for comfort? my sex drive is going HAYWIRE, and thats also kind of why im not writing much nsfw requests rn. cause like one minute i am just super in the mood for angst, or fluff, and then the next im horny. mainly always super in the mood for fluff, but. uhm. kenshi DOES things to my mind...

cw: NSFW, ftm reader, afab, he/him pronouns, pre top surgery, vaginal sex, protected sex babyyyyy, slight cokcwarming, porn with little plot, slight body worship, i swear i don't have a favorite, proofread word count: 3,292. been in my drafts for a bit. finished this at 3:30 am. i am going to sleep for 12 hours now. MINORS DNI

The night was quiet, a soft, dull feeling fell Kenshi as he woke up, propping his upper body up with his elbows. He took a minute to listen to the stillness of the world, something that never changed despite the ever-burning chaos woven within the threads of time. He hummed to himself, tilting his head slightly as if he expected something to reach out to him within the silence. Only for a moment did his expectations lie, until he heard you stir next to him. Your back was turned, he could tell by how far your slow breathing seemed.

"I can't sleep," Kenshi started, mindlessly reaching for you. His hand landed on your forearm, his thumb simply trailing along your skin. He heard you turn your head to look at him, so he continued. "What has you up...?"

You didn't respond for a moment, letting his question hang in the air for a couple of seconds. "Nothing special," You smile softly at your boyfriend, your voice still addled with sleep.

Kenshi turns his head towards you, raising an eyebrow. He traced his hand down to your wrist. "Keep me company?" He asked in a hushed voice, acting as if he was going to pull you back into bed with him. Without a word, you accepted his invitation, and took your place next to him in the bed once again. With this, he found your hand and interlocked his fingers with yours, simply looking in your direction. Perhaps it was a useless gesture, but he wanted you to know he at least acknowledged your presence, even with his sight gone.

The moment was tender, Kenshi leaned onto his side, and placed his left hand on your waist. He pulled you slightly closer, tracing the back of your hand with his thumb. Resting your head on his shoulder, you revel in his warmth and body. Your right hand makes its way up to his chest, lazily following the slightly worn ink of his tattoos. Kenshi kissed the crown of your head, humming softly.

Moments like these were the reason Kenshi fell in love with you so hard, getting to hold you close in those sleepless nights, bathe in your presence. Your touch, so warm and inviting, tender and loving. To know you loved him, even on starless nights, even with all his sins carved into his arms. He did not need repentance, for you were the holiest, warmest light he had encountered. How lucky, he thought, that you were here in his arms. Willingly. Spending each night and day with him. He could not imagine a better life.

Kenshi's left hand found the small of your back, pulling you near on top of his body in search to quell his yearning. His right hand freed itself from your hand, only to rest on the nape of your neck. You could feel his heartbeat, only slightly irregular. His body temperature rose, his breathing slightly stuttering. How he enjoyed this, having you in such close proximity to him. If he could keep you like this forever, he would. Slowly, his hand traced down from your neck to your spine, relishing the little noises you made. His touch was electrifying, no matter how many times you fell into his arms. He knew just the right ways to tease you, to bring you closer, to let you know of his want.

You raised your head, looking for some sort of sign other than content from your boyfriend. A small smirk, just barley noticeable. His face ever so flush. You smile a bit to yourself, pushing yourself from Kenshi's chest. Before he can protest, you throw your left leg over his waist, straddling him. His hands fall to your waist, his head turning up to you. A meager gesture once more, yet he wanted to acknowledge what you were doing. Playing into your teasing.

"Well...?" Kenshi prompted. He was waiting for you, his patience was wearing thin. To pull away from him, there must have been a reason, right? How he wanted you close again, his fingers softly digging into your waist.

You gave him what he wanted, leaning down and placing a soft kiss on his lips. It was quick, yet somehow... scandalous. You felt Kenshi beneath you relax, only for a second. When you pulled away, he near pouted. How curious, to see a man of his standing suddenly melting into your hands. To reward him for this vulnerability, you leaned back down. Your lips pressed against his, Kenshi melted into the kiss rather quickly. He was... desperate. He almost pushed himself up into the kiss. How warm it was, how could you tease him like this? When you pulled away once more, he whimpered.

"Don't leave me like this," Kenshi placed his right hand on the small of your back, pushing you back into him. "Please." He didn't beg, but his voice quivered. It was a sensual moment, something he had always sought out. This feeling was something he wished he could hold, trap you in his arms forever. When your lips brushed against his, he pushed himself back into you. Don't keep yourself away from him, don't even try. His hand then snaked up your spine, to the nape of your neck. He held you there, his kiss becoming more hungry. Yet, as lustful as he was, it was... delicate. Passionate. Every drop of love for you resonated within the kiss. It made your head spin. Only then did he pull away, at the last second, where you thought you would've lost your breath.

Within Kenshi's touch burned something new, his thumb caressed your neck. Before you could understand just what he was feeling, he closed the distance between you two once more. This time, Kenshi moaned into the kiss, digging his nails into your waist ever so slightly. You lost yourself, this time. Even when Kenshi pulled away, the warmth of him trailing from your lower lip, to your chin, to your neck... ah, how invigorating this felt. He let his appetite be known, how his lips lingered over your soft skin. And not before long, he bit down on your shoulder gently.

"Mh," You let your appreciation slip from your lips, raising your head just slightly so he could get a better angle. At that, you felt a heat rise against your inner thigh, and below you, Kenshi cleared his throat. He was pulling your attention to his lips, you can wait, he knows you can. His teeth trace along your neck, moving back up towards your chin. His breath hot against your sensitive skin, teasing you.

"Be still, my Dear," Kenshi smiles against your skin, placing a soft, warm kiss on your jaw. "You can feel me, yes...?" His voice is taunting, almost begging you to tell him the truth. Yet, he does not wait for your answer. "Just what you do to me, mh, I want... I want to take care of you," A declaration of love, yet the implication was lewd. Your hands find his cheeks, warm, his stubble, slightly scratchy. Now, he pushes his upper body up, placing his hands once more on your waist. In doing so, the full length of his need brushed up against the cloth of your boxers. Kenshi sighed, the gentle friction providing slight relief. Yet, he was not done. He placed his forehead against yours, his nose brushing against yours. How scandalous his touch might be, yet he loved you with all the passion, the longing, the devotion in the world.

Kenshi does not kiss you, as close as you are to him. He does not move from this position. His thumbs toy and tease with the band of your boxers, his breath shakes, but he does not advance. He revels in your breathing, the ever-so quiet beating of your heart, picking up its pace. Above all, he can feel your yearning. He can feel you. An old, oversized band t-shirt drapes over your torso, the only thing keeping him away from your chest. And your boxers, he can feel you behind them, as well. Such thin cloth, but he feels your warmth, how slowly you seep out in search of him. In preparation. Kenshi's devilish smirk and sensual touch is near enough to arouse you, if you were not already.

Kenshi's gruff voice once again breaks the silence, his fingers caressing your sides. "May I?" He asks, fidgeting with your shirt. You nod, but this is not enough for Kenshi. "Please?"

"Yes," You consent, giving Kenshi what he wanted. He was quick, his hands tracing from your stomach, to your ribs, and resting just below your breasts. He paused, letting out a soft sigh. As if he was just as hesitant as you.

Another dull, quiet hum enters the atmosphere. Comforting. Kenshi places another quick peck on your lips, before continuing. His hands cup your tits, gently. Almost as if you were made of porcelain. "My Boy," He whispers against your lips, his fingers drawing half circles around your nipples. His touch was intoxicating, you arch your back ever so slightly, your breasts pressing gently against his chest. He smiles at this, your eagerness bringing a rising heat through his throat. "Can I get you out of these clothes?"

Oh, how you loved how Kenshi asked. For every little thing. Your voice was his driving force. Yet, before he continued, he leaned back, his hands leaving your body. A bitter feeling threw itself over your body, the lack of his touch leaving you empty. Kenshi had laid back down, reaching towards the bedside stand. He struggled a little, opening the top drawer with his pinky and rifling through an assortment of junk. After a couple seconds, he finally found what he was looking for. A small box of trojans, two condoms left. He separates the condoms packaging from one another, holding the packet with his teeth.

Kenshi wastes no time to return to your body, pressing himself even closer this time. Through your shirt, your breasts squish against him. He chuckles softly, through his teeth. Before you complain, his hands reach underneath your shirt, pulling it up and over your head quickly. You shivered slightly, the cool air hitting your naked torso. But Kenshi kept you close, his hands reaching past the band of your boxers. Only for a second did he pause, bucking his hips and rubbing his clothed erection against you. You moaned in response, your body somehow overly sensitive. At this, Kenshi finally freed you of your boxers, letting you leave his body only for a minute to throw them on the floor.

"Hm," Kenshi hummed, as you returned to straddling him. His right hand returned to your breast, gently squeezing and massaging the soft mound of flesh. His left hand grabbed your wrist, guiding your hand to the hem of his boxers. He leans in towards your ear, his teeth lingering over the shell of your ear. "Whenever you're ready." Kenshi instructed, his thumb running over your knuckles, before his hand found it's place on your thigh.

You look down at Kenshi, grinding slightly against his clothed cock. The tip pressed against your clit, sending a wave of pleasure through your body. You were teasing him. He knew. He frowned slightly, nibbling gently at your ear. You sighed, the pleasant stimulation of his cock against your pussy and the warmth of his breath against your ear left your spine tingling. You couldn't wait any longer, hooking your thumbs into the band of his boxers, pulling them down all too eagerly. You barley allow him time to readjust and kick his boxers off.

Yet, before he readies you, he tears open the condom packet, quickly rolling it over his cock. Almost too quickly, he could not hide his excitement. You groan a little, impatient and ready. "Kenshi," You whisper, your voice quivering. "I need you." A tantalizingly pure statement.

"Patience," Kenshi warned, digging his fingers into your thigh. His right hand left your chest, holding you by your waist once more. He adjusted your position, spreading his legs a little underneath you. Finally, his cock pressed against your opening, twitching in response to your warmth and wetness. Kenshi groaned, rolling his head back slightly. He could barely hold back.

Kenshi lowered his head, resting it against your collarbone, just above your tits. He holds you by your hips now, his hands firm. He lifts you slightly, positioning you just above his dick. You let out a soft groan at the touch, how full his tip felt against your beckoning pussy. He relishes in this reaction, finally settling you down on his cock slowly. Deeper it reaches through your folds, every inch leaving both you and Kenshi to moan in tandem. Until finally, he fills you up completely. Kenshi throws his head back once again, letting out a lengthy breath.

Blessed relief. Your walls squeezed against Kenshi- perhaps it was the girth, or maybe just how good he made you feel. Your yearning spilling around his cock, trailing down to his thighs. He held you firmly like this, his right hand supporting you by your back. You shudder against his touch, every movement sending a wave of pleasure up your spine. You moan simply at how full he made you feel, feeling every vein, his warmth, his want.

Finally, Kenshi helps you get started. He pulls back slightly, and you begin to grind against him. Lifting yourself up, down, up, down, a sweet trail of your juices connecting to the base of his cock. Each movement earned a moan from your lips, each sound prettier than the last. Kenshi's lips found your neck once more, leaving a soft trail of kisses from your jaw to your shoulder. Retracing this trail two times over. His left hand pressed firmly into your waist, guiding your movements.

"Oh, My Heart..." Kenshi groaned, his hoarse voice against your neck. He bites at your neck now, sucking gently. Leaving the first mark of many tonight. He keeps your pace steady, controlled. Your hands find the back of his head, tangling your fingers within his soft hair. Kenshi rewards you for this, letting out another lengthy moan. He bucks his hips up into you, reveling in your surprise. You lean your body against his, hiding your head in the crook of his neck. To feel the vibrations of your moans, your curses, every little thing coming from your lips, it is heaven. It feels as if it stimulates him more than your pussy.

Kenshi continues this steady pace, almost tormenting you as you try and beg for more. "Please..." You moan against his neck, breathy and soft. But he denies you this, bringing his left hand closer to your core, closer, closer... but not close enough. You whine, tugging gently at Kenshi's hair, pulling his head away from your neck. "Please!" You cry out, pressing yourself further into him every time you met the base of his cock. He smirks, and lets out a gruff chuckle. Something devilish lingers within, remnants of sin rising within his touch.

"If you are so sure..." You can hear the mischief in Kenshi's voice, and not a moment after, you feel his warm thumb press gently against your clit. A moan escapes your lips before you feel the shock of pleasure, warm, inviting, intoxicating, run through your body. He rubs slow circles against your clit, now using his right hand to control your pace. "Oh...?" Kenshi taunts, listening to you whimper and moan and slur your words, the extra sensitive nerves seems to have gotten you riled up. Just the way he wanted.

When you pulled away from him, throwing your head back and arching your back once more, Kenshi took advantage of this. He placed a kiss on your sternum, finally picking up the pace. He couldn't deny you this pleasure, he could not be so unfair with the light of his life. You felt him smile against your sensitive skin, lewd slapping and squelching started to echo within the room. With each kiss he placed, he pressed you down into him. From your chest, up to your collar bone,- where he left another mark- to your neck, leaving a hot trail up to your chin, and finally, your bottom lip.

Kenshi moans softly into your mouth, taking advantage of your vulnerable state. He pulls you in slightly closer, kissing you deeply. He rewards you once more, biting your lip ever so slightly, before his tongue enters your mouth. It's clear, he's providing every kind of stimulation he can to get you going. He wants you to cum. So badly.

Kenshi's thumb continues rubbing your clit, a steady pace as opposed to the rougher, faster pace he's been drilling into you. Every thrust, every circle, it all brings you closer and closer. It breaks you, nearly. Kenshi only pulls away when he begins to lose his breath, simply listening to your increasing moans. Somewhere in between them, he can hear his name, slurred, but still beautiful nonetheless. Without a word, he leans back slightly, angling himself juuuust right... and with another thrust, you scream his name.

"Mhm," Kenshi sounded breathless, each thrust hitting that sweet, sweet spot. Paired with his attention to your clit, you felt that burning pressure build up below your stomach. Your eyes rolled back, your moans devolving into nothing but slurred and inaudible speech, the only coherent thing was Kenshi's name on your lips. "Let me hear you."

You obey, your hands finding his shoulders and digging your nails into them. You only get louder each passing second, the pressure building, sending waves and waves of electricity through your body. Your voice began to grow hoarse, scratchy. Kenshi moved in to attack your neck, now. Yet, you could hear him. His moans became louder, he couldn't hold them in anymore. He wasn't holding back, either. He fucked up into you with such a desire, such primal lust. A yearning that could not be quelled, no matter how disciplined Kenshi may be. He leaves hickies all down your neck, his kisses growing sloppier with his thrusts.

"Ah- fffuhhhhh.. D-arling," Those words were the only signal Kenshi had given you. He never swears, and he never cums first, and yet, you could feel him pushing deep into you. He pressed you down on his cock, letting out a rather loud groan, breathy, low, and full of bliss. He rides out his high, still striving to make sure you climax, as well. Each thrust brings him closer to stimulation, biting his lip, trying to suppress his moans.

"Kenshi!" Your walls tighten around him, as you grind against him, seeking his heat, and your own orgasm. You do not have to work for long, the heat rising from your stomach, goosebumps rising over your body. Euphoria washes over you, as you twitch, cumming onto his cock. Each wave makes you whimper, finding your thighs shaking, your grip loosening on his shoulders.

"That's it," Kenshi urges, as your body shudders one last time, releasing you from the jaws of bliss. His hands are gentle, somehow softer, as they pull you in closer to him.

Slowly, Kenshi pulls you off of him, your sweetness covering the base of his dick. You moan at the release, leaning further into him. He rubs your back, pulling you down with him into the bed. He whispers sweet nothings in your ear, telling you how good you did, how loved you make him feel, and just how much he adores you. He will clean you up, later. But for now, he bathes in the afterglow with you held closely to his chest. To his heart.

[iceman-soup]

hiii introduction time!! + how my blog is formatted :)

about me:

he/him

trans ftm (pre-surgeries :( for now!!)

gay and asexual/ace-spec

adhd and autistic!! :)

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about my blog/fics:

mainly amab reader and masc reader - will occasionally do ftm reader if i feel up to it

i also write gn!reader quite often :D

i will never do fem!reader please don't request it!!

mainly top!reader but every so often switch or bottom reader

i write call of duty and at some point i might post top gun but idk

i am open to requests!! don't be shy :D

i mainly write drabbles or oneshots on here and i have my AO3 account in my bio!

reader pronouns will almost always be second person :)

who am i ok with reading my work?

short answer: most people!!! this is more just things to be aware of:

i write smut. like, almost every fic has smut at some point so. just be sensible judging whether you should be reading that or not

in terms of kinks - i tend to put praise in most fics i think? i also like to write other kinks fairly regularly - check the tagging/labelling subtitle for more info

i WILL NOT write pedophilia, racism, incest (including incest play/kinks), anything against any religion, transphobia, etc. please DNI if you support any of these

DNI if you're fem and read my masc stuff with a fem perspective. you have plenty of fem!reader stuff, plus i write gn!reader often, read that. not the masc!reader stuff.

^ that being said!! feel free to read my amab gn!reader stuff! i know a lot of mtf people might enjoy it and that's fine!! :)

how does my tagging/labelling work?

tags -

i will always tag smut or any kinks!! this will be seen as cw smut, or for kinks cw biting (for example)

don't be afraid to dm me, comment or write an ask if you think any tags are missing/would like something tagged!

ships/pairings will always be tagged

reader gender/agab will always be tagged

please block anything you're not comfy with rather than complaining :)

labels at the start of fics -

these are mainly just pairings and reader info, e.g. amab reader x character

important part! ^ this one means that reader is amab but gender neutral. not masc!

for masc amab reader, it would look like this: amab masc!reader x character

for ftm reader fics, i'll specify if it's pre or post top surgery (and bottom surgery if it's relevant), also masc reader is assumed

if a fic is tagged amab it will likely be smut; ftm will generally be angst/fluff or smut; gn has no mention of reader genitalia if it is smut but it isn't always sexual stuff!!

the colours don't matter btw i just like them :) there aren't enough to assign one to each character so don't overthink them (other than rottweiler!hybrid!soap, that'll always be orange)

sensitive/triggering topics -

i will always both tag these and label them at the start of the fic

please don't hesitate to message me/comment if i miss any!!

please bear in mind that if i'm writing topics like this they are generally from my own past/current experiences. i ask you to be respectful and be mindful of this when interacting with these posts especially :)

^ also please consider this if you want to request a fic with a sensitive or deep topic and forgive me if i feel i am unable to write it properly due to personal inexperience with the topic. thank you!

sorry this is long!! feel free to ask any questions as always :D

[montcumbry-gaytor]

Hello! I hope you are having a good day/night! 💕

If your requests are still open, could I request an NSFW with some fluff (optional) with an FTM trans reader (uses he/him and such) with Junkrat and Lùcio? It could be like a one-time thing or an established poly relationship since I could see em both having more than enough love to share, lol. Anyway, if you have time to get to it, I would be so honored, but if not then no worries!! They are just my absolute favorite comfort characters and I would adore to see how you write them! :) 💕💕💕

Karma Police

Junkrat x Trans!Male reader x Lucio smut

A/N : I am so sorry for this coming out late I procrastinate a lot and I kept writing myself into holes and I jus cannot explain how much shit was going on lmao

A/N : Apologies in advance if something isn't to your liking!!

A/N : Pronouns for R are He/Him, Has Top surgery with mentioned scars, No bottom surgery but little to no description.

FEM ALIGNED DNI YOU WILL BE BLOCKED UPON INTERACTION WITH THIS POST

CW : Weed 🍃, Mentioned Top Scars, Porn as per usual

It was nice, being a pile of limbs hanging with your boyfriend's, a day where none of you had to be deployed, but to just chill in each other's arms, Lucio playing on his phone, and Jamison puffing smoke out of his mouth, occasionally making odd shapes.

You leaned up into Jamison's arms, pecking kisses along his cheek, kissing the corner of his mouth.

"Gimme.."

You hummed, tracing your fingers along his hand, which held a blunt, neatly rolled, Jamison complying and passing it over, eyeing you as you took a hit leaning up to kiss his lips, smoke trailing from yours to his.

"That is some strong shit.."

You sighed, setting back into your spot, resting your head on Lucios shoulder, watching him play whatever he was playing, your high making it way more entertaining.

You let out soft laughs as Jamison scooted down, leaving butterfly kisses on your stomach, changing to your arm and to your hand, taking a drag of the blunt you were holding.

Mindless to cuddling, Jamison raised, lips meeting yours, the kiss becoming sloppy as you parted for air.

"As much as I appreciate the view, mind if I join?"

Lucio hummed, nuzzling into your neck, phone now nowhere to be found, already knowing the answer, he began leaving mindful kisses overtop pre-existing hickeys.

Your soft laughs formed into short breathed moans, occasionally hitching as Jamison teased the idea of going to your lower area.

"Jamie.. please?"

You whined, your lower lip quivering just the slightest, defeating Fawkes instantly, his fingers hooked around your waistband, tugging your pants down around your knees along with your boxers, cool air drafting over your privates making you shudder.

Slender fingers teased your hole before slipping inside, curling to themselves.

"Ooh fuck Jamie..."

You sighed, your attention hazily turned to Lucio, the bulge in his sweatpants prominent, looking almost painful.

"Let me help you with that."

You hummed, letting Lucio shuffle to where his hips were level with your face, pushing down the fabric, cock slipping free as the head tickled a small happy trail.

Slowly, you took him into your mouth, his hips occasionally bucking into you, forcing you to focus on your breathing albeit Jamison's mouth meeting your groin.

"Oh shit.. you feel amazing babe.."

Lucio moaned, hands slipping to your hair and tugging, eliciting a groan from your throat, though you pulled off, panting as a wire teased to coil in your abdomen.

"God.. please just fuck me.."

You whined, your grip on Jamison's hair loosening as his head rose from your legs, lips glossy and hair tousled though seemingly unbothered.

With quick rearrangement, Jamison was now behind you resting on his lower legs and holding you in his lap, leaving kisses on your shoulders with a toothy grin.

In front of you, Lucio rested on his knees, letting your legs lay on either side of his waist, teasing with your nipples and kissing over the scars on your chest.

With ease thanks to Jamison, They both slipped into you, Lucio letting out an airy sigh, forehead resting on your shoulder, everyone pausing to adjust to the feeling of eachother.

You let out a low whine that coerced them to move, their hips rutting, when Lucio pulled out, Jamison thrusted in, never feeling empty as they fucked into you.

"Ha—ah.. Jamie- Fuu... "

You huffed, your arms wringing around Lucios neck, though your head being turned to face Jamison as your lips crashed together, Lucio's mouth latched to your neck, overriding it with hickey's.

Hot wire coils in your stomach as they rut into you, though their pacing becoming sloppy.

"Ehe, Luci- I can feel ya.. ugh"

Jamison giggled as he parted from your kiss, one of his hands slipping around your waist to press at your stomach, the pressure added to the merciless fucking prompting a high mewl from you.

"Fuck, Luci, I'm gonna cum.."

You whined out, grasping to your lovers, the mixed dazed of your high and the sex blurring your vision, the coils in your abdomen threatening to snap, your body shaking as they ripped apart, clenching down on your boyfriend's cocks.

They wasted no time coming to their release, Lucio, Then Jamison, them both pulling out and coming off their high, Lucio being the first to bounce up and to your shared bathroom, soon returning with a damp wash rag.

"C'mon let's get up so I can get us all clean."

Lucio hummed with a small smile, Jamison raising up from cuddling into you with tousled hair and red eyes.

Jamison soon rose up, digging through everyone's drawers and retrieving clean clothes, both of them helping you stand up as your legs wobbled to get your pajama pants on.

You all coddled back into bed, each of you nuzzling into eachother and passing out in everyone's arms.

A/N : again I'm sorry this is so late and very little plot but yk my life is so jumbled ☹️

[wanderer120]

Introductory post ig

My name is Aries, I'm 19 and a guy. I'm testosterone deficient and intersex so I'm often mistaken for an FtM but I'm cis. I've had an ed since 2018 but I gave up on it because my extra estrogen held fat in, now my hormones are normal so I'm hopeful I can lose weight now. I had top surgery in August due to estrogen making me grow boobs, so if I post th1nsp0 it will occasionally have top surgery scars.

Cw/Sw: 177.8 lbs

Gw: 140 lbs

Ugw: 100 lbs

Height: 5'3/160 cm

I'm losing weight in hopes it will stop people from questioning my potential transness, as stated before I'm cis but people don't believe me and I hate it. I'm also because I'm pre-diabetic and currently on meds I want to drop. On top of that, I have health issues I can't get help for because doctors blame it on my weight. These reasons are why I have the "searching for a solution" title. Ultimately, I'm just improving my life. I don't see a problem with anything I'm doing but if I drop dead it's probably because I fucked with my insulin or glucose too much.

I don't really talk to people, it's nothing personal if I don't respond. I'm not one for mutuals either but I won't turn down a request.

Hopefully this gives you enough info about me, I'm wrapping up my first post here. Stay strong

[sykosomatic]

brain juice has been absorbed!!! how about ftm reader is ovulating, and is just BEGGING to be bred by will and hannibal? his poor pussy is just leaking, and his own fingers arent enough to make him feel good :(

his two lovers take turns breeding him all day, makin sure they pump him full of cum. the poor boy is all overstimulated and ruined by their thick cocks<3

obivously they give him so much aftercare, jus drowning their pretty little boyfriend in priase

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yesyesyesyes!!! this is such a fun request, i hope you have half as much fun reading it as i did writing it lol... here we go!!!

ovulating ftm!reader x will graham and hannibal lecter!

cw: ftm reader, ovulation mention, possible dysphoria, ftm reader gets his breasts fondled/reader is pre- top surgery, double penetration, no condom/cum inside/anal and vaginal creampies, multiple orgasms, overstimulation, praise kink, anal and vaginal fingering, squirting, multiple orgasms, threesome and use of words: cock, t-cock, clit, pussy, cunt, hole, slit, folds… etc etc… and aftercare of course!

you'd been miserably horny all morning, waking up with your pussy already drooling. both of your lovers were busy with work, so that left you in hannibal's sprawling house all alone. you'd tried your fingers all morning; one, two, and three… but nothing worked. you could tell that something was going on; you were only this drippy when you were ovulating. if only will and hannibal were home; but you had to wait a few more hours. so fingering it was. you couldn't remember where you'd put your sex toys when you'd moved into hannibal's house with him. will was thinking about moving in too; he was there enough. he just wanted to make sure there was enough room for his dogs, and a suitable place for all of his fishing gear.

desperate for release, you texted hannibal with one hand, knowing that he only had a couple of appointments today… he'd most likely be home before will. you asked him when he'd be home and he told you what you'd expected; a couple hours.

so you were forced to finger your slick, throbbing pussy all by yourself. you were whiny and frustrated, two fingers in your ass and two in your pussy when hannibal arrived home from his last appointment. he chuckled at you, looking at your position with amusement. as you noticed him, you felt a warmth wash over your skin, making you even more needy.

"so, this is why you needed me so bad," hannibal said with a sly grin, watching you as you slowly continued. you were face-down with one arm beneath you reaching up to finger your pussy, the other arm over your back and reaching to finger your ass. hannibal approached you as you whined out your response, starting to undo his belt and zipper. he pulled you closer to him by your hips; you continued fingering yourself as he dry-humped your bare ass with his clothed cock. you could feel it getting harder as he began grinding against you. "good boy, keep touching yourself for me," hannibal praised, sounding proud of his little whore. "you're so needy today, my love," he purred at you. "i'm not sure if i'll be enough to satisfy you… but then again, i'm sure my needy pet won't be able to wait for will, would he?"

you whimpered, fingering yourself harder. it really wasn't enough, it wouldn't be enough until you had two cocks inside you filling you to the brim with cum. "i need your cock," you whined out, your brain turned to mush in your needy, dick-drunk stupor.

hannibal chuckled, starting to pull his cock out of his underwear. when you pulled your fingers away to make room for him, he made sure you left the ones in your ass. in lieu of a butt plug, you assumed. he pressed the head of his cock against your drooling pussy, slowly pushing it in. his cock was thick, stretching wider than the two fingers you'd had in, but slipping in with ease since you'd worked yourself open already. you groaned out deeply, your free hand gripping the sheets beneath you as he sunk himself into you. "oh, god…" you murmured. his cock was always a treat; it was long, with a nice girth. it always filled you up so deeply. will's cock was shorter, but had a little more girth. the perfect combination of their cocks was hannibal in your pussy and will in your ass; that always made you lose your mind. but for now, you'd have to make do with your fingers instead of will.

hannibal held himself inside you for a moment, holding your hips with one hand while the other reached up and fondled one of your breasts, pinching and teasing at your nipple. "how do you feel now, my darling?" hannibal asked you, watching your blissed-out expression.

"so, so good," you managed to whimper, steadily working up to moving your fingers in your ass again. you stopped once hannibal started moving his hips, your knees starting to get weak and your arm getting tired. you held it in place whule hannibal started to rock his hips into you, thrusting in a way that made your breasts bounce. your face went warm; typically this was very embarrassing for you, but your lovers always made you feel perfect and confident.

"let's get you more comfortable, then," hannibal said, replacing your fingers with his and letting you get into a more comfortable position, fucking into you nice and slow while his fingers massaged inside your ass. you moaned in satisfaction, letting more muscles relax as he fucked into you lovingly. "you're doing so well, look at you take my cock so deep," hannibal purred at you, groping your ass with his free hand. he slowly began to increase his speed and force as you got needier. he pulled you closer and sheathed himself deep inside you; so deep, you thought you could feel him in your stomach. he added another finger into your ass and started fingering you roughly.

"oh!… o-oh, fuck, that's good." you whined out, arms folded on the bed in front of you and your face buried against them. the force of him fingering you made your body lurch forward with every thrust. you grunted and groaned out as he finger-fucked your ass; it made your pussy throb and clench around his cock. you could feel yourself inching toward a climax, your pussy was dripping down your inner thighs and they were starting to tremble."so, so good," you repeated, starting to drool on your arm. hannibal could tell you were getting closer; he pulled his cock out of your pussy and slipped it into your ass, sheathing it in and making you almost cry. he felt so good, and he knew perfectly how to fuck you. it was insane.

hannibal fucked your ass and reached around to your clit, swirling his finger around it. your t-cock was swollen and sensitive, and his touch was able to send you over the edge. you whined out as he thrusted one last rough time inside your ass, spilling his cum deep inside you. that last thrust made you cum hard, squirting buckets all over your inner thighs and soaking the sheets beneath you. "yes, yes, oh fuck, yes!" you gasped out as your legs shook with the force of your orgasm.

hannibal let you ride it out before he pulled his cock out of your ass slowly, rubbing your sides and easing you down onto the bed in a comfortable position. he praised and petted on you as you relaxed and came down from your high. "you did so well, dear," he told you as he led you into the bathroom to clean you off.

hannibal got undressed after he set you in the hot water he'd drawn for you, climbing into the large tub with you and settling you onto his lap. it had been barely fifteen minutes since you'd cum and you already felt needy again; truly, your sex drive was wildly high right now. thankfully, this typically amused hannibal, and he had a rather small refractory period as well. this wasn't the first time you'd proposed a day full of fucking, and surely wouldn't be the last. after hannibal massaged your sore muscles and got you cleaned up a bit, you began grinding your pussy down against his cock in the water. it felt so good just brushing between your slit.

"already ready for round two?" he chuckled, leaning in to pull your nipple into his mouth, playing with it between his teeth. you groaned, nodding, your hands exploring his chest and teasing his nipples in return. "so impatient… can't even let will join in for our second go-around?" he teased, slurping on your breasts and starting to leave little love marks.

you reached down and slid hannibal's cock back up into your pussy, slowly but surely. your eager hole took him in easily. you sat firmly down on his lap, his cock balls-deep inside you. "fuck, that's good," you groaned, wiggling your hips to allow your pussy to re-adjust. and as soon as it did, hannibal's hands held your hips tight and started to bounce you on his cock. it made you feel weightless when he did this, made you feel so confident when he stared hungrily at your breasts or even leaned in and licked or sucked on them. hannibal was such a good lover, along with will, whose presence you longed for. you were so needy; soon you'd need them both to even have a chance at getting off.

hannibal rode you on his cock for a good little while and sucked on your nipples until you came on his cock again, throwing your head back and moaning out as you held the sides of the bathtub to stabilize yourself. hannibal held you firmly as you rode out your highs together, filling you up a second time as your pussy clenched around his cock. being filled up again made you groan; you always loved the feeling of your lovers filling you to the brim with their cum. you leaned forward and let him hold you against his chest for a bit before the two of you actually got properly cleaned up and got out of the tub.

"i'll be out in a minute, my dear, i think i hear my phone ringing," hannibal said to you as he kissed your forehead, slipping on some pajama pants as he went into the bedroom to answer his phone.

you heard keys in the front door; you were too excited to put anything on because you knew it was will.

you basically attacked him with a hug, making him chuckle. "quite the outfit choice," he commented playfully, looking you up and down. you brought his lips to yours in a deep, needy kiss. your sexual stamina had already refilled, and you wanted him so badly.

"we just got out of the bath," you told him, starting to pull his coat off of him, breathless, kissing him roughly. he kept chuckling at you.

"you're so needy today," he teased, playfully kissing you back as he held you against him. "let me at least get the door closed, dear," he said, you begrudgingly allowing him to do so.

you wrapped your arms around his shoulders and kissed him, his hands going to grope your ass with his rugged hands. you started tugging his clothes off of him again as he led you into the dining room, lifting you up onto the table and spreading your legs. you were so excited when your lovers knew exactly what you wanted, when they just got straight into it. there was a specific deliciousness to waiting for it, to the nice and slow passion… but god, what you wanted right now was to be plowed hard and fast, over and over and over.

will kept kissing you hard as he dropped his pants and you took his cock eagerly out of his underwear. he groaned at the feeling of your hand on his length, his hands going up to grope at your sides and your chest. you gave him a nice, slow handjob as two of his fingers slipped into your already-wet cunt. he groaned out at how wet you were for him, grinning warmly against your lips. "you're so good for me, always ready to take me, aren't you?" he growled into you ear, nipping at your earlobe playfully.

"yes, will, i need you so bad," you whined at him. "i need you to fill me up," you told him as you heard hannibal's slow footsteps behind you. he walked around the table, giving will a deep kiss as will fingered you. you watched them kiss, whining. the sight of them touching each other always turned you on and made you jealous in equal amounts. hannibal whispered something in will's ear, standing behind him and starting to rub his sides and stroke will's cock. this allowed you to lay back and relax, letting will stick a third finger in and start to play with your t-cock. it was still sensitive, and made your legs start to tremble. "oh, right there!" you said, laying back and putting your feet up on the table to give will better access to you. you laid there in bliss, eyes falling closed as will worked his fingers up into you, curling them up and hitting that special spot he was so good at hitting. before long, you were squirting on his fingers, eyes shooting open to reveal that hannibal was fucking will's ass, and hard. will was some kind of super hero to be getting fucked like that and still able to make you squirt so hard. "oh, fuck.. that's hot," you giggled, blissed out from your orgasm. will grabbed your hips and pulled you flush against his lap, sliding his cock up into your pussy.

"yes, right there, don't stop," you heard will whisper to hannibal. will's hips moved with the force of hannibal's thrusts, making him thrust into you. he held you close against him, keeping himself inside you as he was fucked into. soon you were overstimulated to the point that you came on his cock, the force of your orgasm milking his cum into your pussy, and hannibal's into will's asshole. the three of you stood there panting for a bit, kissing and massaging each other until you retired into the bedroom for another round. at your begging, of course.

"c'mon, just one more time?" you whined at the two of them; they shared a little smirk and helped you get into your favorite position. hannibal beneath you, his cock sliding up into your waiting pussy, and will behind you. will's fingers worked your asshole back open before he slid his cock in. it was so perfect, the combination of their cocks in your holes. you sat there for a second as your holes adjusted to their girth, and when you gave the nod, they started moving. you moaned near constantly as will and hannibal's cocks worked in and out of you. after the day you'd had being filled up, it was almost to intense for you, making you see stars as they groped and kissed on yo, and each other. they took turns in speed and intensity, and will came first, filling your ass to the brim. his cum spilled out of you and dripped down your legs when he pulled his cock out.

"your ass looks so good like that," will said, as hannibal thrusted roughly up into you, hard and fast, the sound of your wet, gushy pussy echoing through the room. "you're so, so good at taking two cocks at once," will told you as he slid his cock back inside you; it squelched as he used his own cum as lube. you felt yourself cum as he slid his cock up to the hilt and slapped your ass just hard enough to leave a mark.

your holes clenched up and made hannibal cum deep into your cunt. both of your lovers held you close as they finished pumping you full of cum, the three of you moaning in pleasure and almost collapsing in a pile as waves of exhaustion washed over you. hannibal and will managed to help you back to the other bathroom, drawing a bath in the bigger tub that the three of you could soak in and relax. hannibal was the first to recover and brought back some water and chocolates for everyone to tide you all over until dinner.