#cw.gun

[garoujo]

・✶ ｡ﾟ sanzu’s trust in you is unwavering, but he still can’t help but check after dealing with a few traitors.

♱ warnings — gun play, f!reader, he fucks you with it, he asks you questions about loyalty, this is consensual, talk of him dealing with traitors, kind of comfort since you’re helping him wind down, he’s still kinda soft in this.

♱ note — some haru 4 the soul ! i’ve been meaning 2 write more 4 him 4 so long . so this was a good excuse <3

RETURN TO KINKTOBER MLIST ♱ REGULAR MLIST

sanzu is a vision infront of you from where he’s standing tall between your spread thighs, urging you to lie back on his deck as he lets the barrel of his gun lay against his temple like he’s scratching an itch.

he’s as pretty as he is wild and unhinged — his suit mused along with his hair, chuckling about how he’d been dealing with traitors all day but you could tell that his words were still wound up tight. his features tense along with his body until he looks over you and they soften ever so slightly.

your skirt is bunched up around your hips, panties already damp from the way he’s been kissing you breathless for the past five minutes, evident in the way your lips are swollen and you’re reduced to shallow pants, sanzu loves you like this.

but he’s just getting started.

“what’s that pretty look, angel?” he grins, showing you too many teeth and you’re sure it must be the same smile most traitors see before he puts a bullet in their skull — if they’re lucky enough to be let off that easy that is.

“hmm, answer me.” sanzu asks again and despite the command his voice is soft, words accompanied with an almost gentle graze of his free hand along your cheek as his thumb smoothes over the skin with a fond touch.

“i want you, haru.” he’s lost himself a little, he’s still reeling from adrenaline and you know the best way to bring him back to you, to bring him home and lure him into a softer state of mind with your body.

“atta girl.” sanzu swallows before his fingers trail between your breasts, placing featherlight touches along your stomach before they’re hooking around your panties to pull them to the side.

you’re already so wet, clit aching painfully and your thighs twitch at the first sting of the cool air you feel fan along your slick, trying to push yourself into his touch as you chase the friction you crave.

but the first touch you feel isn’t that of sanzu’s slender fingers, instead—it’s the cool barrel of his gun tracing its way along the inside of your thighs, making your eyes widen when it stops just short of your pussy. “haru.” you hum, urging his blown gaze to meet yours.

“shhh, shhh.. you trust me, baby. don’t you?” the low, saccharine tone of his words make something warm burst along the back of your neck, before he’s leaning in to press soothing kisses along your cheeks. “with my life.” you don’t hesitate, you can feel the slow, steady tap of his gun along your skin, but then he leans forward slightly to allow his other hand to curl around the edge of the desk before he tenses — lips teasing the shell of your ear.

“promise me..” sanzu begins, his tone is unsteady for the first time since you started this push and pull in his office, and you can hear the heavy breathes he takes fan along your skin before he continues, his teeth gritting behind the weight of his clenched jaw. “promise me, you’ll never betray me, angel.”

he doesn’t move but it’s almost seamless the quick flick of his wrist, the cool barrel pressing underneath the skin of your chin — a contrast to the too warm heat of your body. “promise. me.”

“i promise, haru. never.” you trust him but you still can’t deny the way the fear that licks at your spine makes your cunt twitch with the weight of a loaded gun, desire twisting heavy in your abdomen when you feel sanzu smear a kiss along the dip of your shoulder with a pleased hum, before the barrel is moved between your thighs again.

he believes you, you’ve never given him a reason not to.

the first swipe of the metal through your folds makes you almost jump, feeling his palm come to rest along your thighs to keep you pressed against the deck when the barrel tucks under the hood of your clit. you’re already so wet, embarrassingly as he lets the muzzle trace sticky circles around the swollen bud.

“only thing keeping me together, somethin’ as pretty as you in a world like mine.” sanzu smiles again and your hips buck when he presses down harder on your clit, your voice cracking with the next moan of his name as your toes curl from where your thighs are hooked lazily around his waist.

he can’t deny that having your cunt drool all over the barrel of his loaded gun while you swear your loyalty to him has him so fucking hard, it evident in the bulge in his slacks and the excessively distracting throb in his cock.

his bright gaze drops down to the place between your thighs, seeing the slick coat the metal making a groan kick at his chest before he’s tracing it lower — letting it grind into your pussy until the muzzle slips inside and you grab at his biceps.

“h-haru.. fuck, it’s cold.” sanzu presses another kiss against your lips, pressing deeper into your cunt while he feels the way your walls try to pull him deeper. you’re twitching and clenching around the barrel and he could lose his fucking mind at the memory of the feeling.

“pussy’s so greedy, angel. all mine.” you can feel his finger press against the trigger when he sinks in further, pulling it back a few centimetres again before he’s sinking back into you with a sharp exhale and a languid thrust.

every push of the barrel is loud and wet, echoing around the walls of sanzu’s office like he’s trying to bury the sound into the concrete along with every twisted, whispered moan that follows afterwards. the way you’re crying to sweetly for him only urges him to move faster, to begin a pace that digs more of those sounds out of you.

“fuck—look at you, gonna make me jealous over a fuckin’ gun.” he’s laughing, a breathless croon that makes your orgasm only twist divinely in your abdomen — but just before it bursts along your thighs, he takes it from you.

sanzu halts his movements, pulling back the barrel of the gun to rest it against the desk before he’s clicking his tongue and making quick work of his pants. he groans when his leaking cock is finally free from the tight fabric, fingering grabbing around the base before he’s moving closer to you.

you feel the sensitive head of his cock slide along your thigh slowly and his jaw clenches at the slight friction, cursing softly under his breath.

“my turn, angel.” the feeling of the cool barrel being replaced by the familiar warmth and stretch of sanzu’s cock when he sinks into you, is quickly sending you back to the edge you were so precariously dangling over.

sanzu groans, voice breathless and shakey and you feel like the room is spinning with how well he fills you up, his cock sliding so perfectly along the spots inside you that have your thighs twitching below him. “there we go, sucking me right in.. so fuckin’ good for me.”

you’re almost caged against the desk with how he’s curling over you, his breathing ragged at the intoxicating feeling of your walls wrapping around him, and you’re already so clouded with lust you don’t notice him pick back up his gun until it’s pressing against your temple.

sanzu’s hands move to your waist, slender fingers digging into the skin as he pulls his hips back—exhaling heavily when he rolls them back into you, his cock twitching and thickening inside you as he begins a steady pace.

but then he groans, pressing the barrel deeper into your skin as his hold fumbles, his other hand massaging your waist before he’s allowing himself to fall forward, his face now resting just above the crook of your neck—allowing you to hear the lust driven curses and whimpers that fall from his lips with each languid stroke.

“now promise me you’ll never leave, angel.”

© 2022 garoujo. please do not copy any of my layouts or writing and translate or repost onto any other sites.

[bleeding-letters]

Inspired by this prompt of @creweemmaeec11’s!

~~

Cw: gun, betrayal

"I need your help,"

"Well, how can I say no to the lovely individual with a loaded gun in their hand?"

The villain smiled- a brilliant and dangerous thing. Definitely something the criminal shouldn't have been doing when they were at the receiving end of a gun.

The hero hadn't said anything else yet, though they needed to. They needed Villain's help. Hero didn't have much time before the others caught up to them, and if this was the only way they'd be safe, well then-

"Take it." They flipped the gun around so the barrel was facing themselves, the grip out towards the other.

"We don't have much time, act like you caught me. Just don't let them take me. No matter what they say, don't let them take me. Please."

The smile on the other's lips faltered. "What's going o-"

Villain hadn't even finished their sentence before Hero was spun, now with an arm to their throat and the barrel of the gun pressed to their right temple.

Superhero stood at the entrance of the alley, flanked on each side by heroes. They were suddenly glad for Villain's quick reflexes.

"Supervillain is searching for them, you know.” Their former leader remarked. Hero looked over the people they had lived and nearly died beside. People they thought they could trust. Hero had a sickening feeling all of that meant nothing anymore. "You would do well to hand them over. Hero is ours to take." Superhero took a few deliberate steps forward.

"Ah ah ah, not so fast," the villain tutted and pulled Hero back from the super. "I have priority here, their mine."

"Priority?" they let out a chuckle. "There is no priority. Supervillain-"

"Supervillain told me to hunt them down." If Villain wasn't on Hero's side, they'd be terrified by that statement. Villain was a hunter, and one who always caught their prey, at that. If Supervillain had actually sent them... Hero shuddered at the thought and watched with baited breath as the super narrowed their eyes. "I am under direct orders to bring them in. Don't worry, Supervillain will get their prize."

The super opened their mouth. Closed it. Looked at their group. Looked back at the pair. Opened it again.

Their phone rang.

Superhero fished the phone out of their pocket, glaring at the phone screen before hurriedly answering the call. “Yes boss?”

Hero wished they could hear the other half of the conversation. It was their freedom— their life on the line. They needed to know what was being said!

“We’ve found Hero, sir. But it seems Villain-“. Superhero cut themselves off and glared at the hero and villain pair.

“Yes sir.” A pause. “Yes sir, we’re on our way.” Superhero hung up the phone and without so much as another word, the superhero left the alley, their squadron of supers trailing after them.

A tense silence fell over the two. Neither dared to move, in case the others came back, or at least that’s what Hero was telling themself. They waited for Villain to release them. 10 seconds went by. 15. Then 25.

“Villain, I’m pretty sure they’re gone now, you can let me go,” Hero squirmed in Villain’s hold.

“See, the thing is darling,” the criminal murmured into their ear, “I had a mission before I ran into you. Can I tell you what that mission was?”

“Uh, sure?”

“I came out here to find you, under the order of Supervillain. And not even ten minutes later you’re begging, begging me to take you.”

No.

“And now that I have you, you want to leave? Just like that? I’m sorry, but that’s not happening.”

No!

“You wouldn’t-“

“I can, and will. Sorry darling, but your time is up.”

Before Hero could react, the gun slammed into the side of their head and darkness consumed them.

No…

[mother-blossom]

✿ cw//tw: gun is shown in video ✿

🌸 i know damn well y’all have seen this video 😈 so please be prepared for the fic i write from it 😈😈 (hint it’s always the quiet ones) it’s gonna be a series!! also this means i’m adding attack on titan to the works i write for! i think im also going to add demon slayer as well!

[scara-meow-che]

I think,, that the fatui agent gives rewards is by the form of either cockwarming (orally) or fingering/jerking you until youre a crying, blissful mess,,,ive been very head empty about this gentleman and his endowned cock-

On the other hand....the pyro slinger....he looks a little dumb and innocent like the bad boy trynna be cool....but i think his rewards lean on the gentler, vanilla side of things, where he doesnt really know where to put his hands so he just...marks you up between your legs...handprints...show of ownership

I..jddjdjsjsjej anyway yeah i still want to get cocked down by the fatui agent

i am honestly still confused with the fatui characters (i have poor memory, hELP) AND THERE ARE SOME THAT ARE JUST NASTY AND I HATE THEM HEJDHSHXND

AND ALSO, YOUR DESCRIPTION FOR THE PYRO SLINGER 😭😭😭😭 really tho, he looks a bit dumb but can lowkey make you dumb too 😳 gun play????? oh shit, yeah, gun play.

i think that the fatuis would be into quickies 😳 they're in a constant beck and call of their masters (harbingers) so they'd give a good quick fuck in the morning but!!! but!!! legit would break you gently at night 🙏🏻