#dell conagher x trans male reader

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Hmhmhm very Self indulgent but engie and trans male reader smut. Reader fully recovered from bottom surgery and Engies giving them a lot of attention.

WOAH ANON YOU AND I ARE KINDRED SPIRITS

Tw: teasing, blowjob (tm receiving), anal, bottom I'm. Pet names

The heat of New Mexico was unbearable; the arid dryness of the area stung the prying eyes of passengers. No more so than you. You flippantly looked at your watch, counting the minuets as you stood in the dining room waiting. Days like this would have any man regretting their suit immediately, the starched collar of the white dress suit chafing the skin of your neck. Sweat built up as both anxiety and the heat got to you. You wondered if Dell would even come up here, no doubt he was hungry. You wanted him to see what you’d gotten him. Though with your luck you’d be met with 8 hungry mercenaries and a man hell bent on invention.

Your timer went off and you stood at attention. This marked the beginning of a week in heaven… or a vacation with your husband.

Two mercs aside from Dell knew of your relationship. Medic, and Scout.

You watched as the former walked into the room with an eager look on his face. He smiled and leaned against the entryway, a smug look clung to his features.

“Every time I look at you I’m reminded that I haven’t lost my touch!” He chirped, skipping in a manner that nearly gave him flight. You offered your hand to shake. The doctor caught it and instead held it above you, turning you around and back before clapping excitedly.

“You did lose your license though doctor, don't you remember?”

“Tit for tat boy, I see all is good. I was expecting some complications, but this is Wunderbar! With so little prior knowledge of these types of surgeries I never would have thought it’d go so well. At least-“ as he was moving around he turned his head back to you. You took the time to interject.

“Doctor, I’m afraid there’s no pus.”

His face fell, and brightened again as he piped for another.

“Nor are there blockages or swelling.” You opened your arms, chest heaved with pride in your appearance. “Im a changed man doc. And it’s largely in part to you.” You ignored the pout the man had at your lack of injury, and instead complimented his work. You knew well the doctors morals weren’t bound by any government. But you were damn grateful he stuck to some morals of medicine. He straightened again and sat down across you.

“You we’re a man without me! All you really needed was a-“ The man was cut off by the overlapping shouts of several other men.

“Yeah but Heavy was in the way! The hell was I supposed to do? Run through his legs, do a little dance around him?”

“You could’ve made it easier for me to get a clear shot. I signaled several times for you to move.”

“Well Sniper, you’re supposed to be able to uh- I dunno- AIM.”

You sent a knowing look at medic who rolled his eyes fondly at the bickering. No man coming through the door acknowledged you but Misha who sent you a smile.

“Hello Misha.” You said calmly as he walked to you, you opened your arms for a hug. One he gave to you in earnest. Nearly lifting you as he did. “You have not been here in long time.” He stated, almost concerned.

You shrugged, sitting in the chair behind you. “Haven’t quite gotten the chance. I’ve been down in Texas, writing for the journals. When you have the chance you ought to visit me. It gets incredibly.” You looked up right as Dell entered. Locking eyes, presumably, with his own.

“Lonely.”

He rocked on his feet, before kicking away an imaginary rock. You felt a fond smile appear on your face as he came closer. He walked to you as Heavy and Medic left. “Ain’t ya gonna make the effort?”

“I don’t get a kiss first?” He asked, a silly grin of anticipation welling on his face. You raised an eyebrow, crossing your leg like a mob boss and tilting your head to either side.

“Eh, I dunno if I can make that arrangement for Ya bud. You see-” you stood, crooking a finger under his collar and pulling him close. “You left me really, really lonely. So-“ you let him go, turning only to leave the table and adjust your suit to the other side. “I think you're gonna have to try just a tad harder.”

The man was aghast. He hadn't seen such a demanding side of you in a long time. He himself leaned against the table, weighing his options. “Mm. Sugar I think Id like my kiss first.” You grinned, walking over before bending at the waist and locking eyes with him.

“Earn it.”

He let out a shuddery breath before taking you into his arms and, out the door before anyone could see you. The rest of the mercs would be upstairs for a while, which meant the two of you had plenty of time. As he tripped down the hall with you his thoughts ran wild.

“You poor poor man, why hadn't you come down sooner?” Your look of playful contemplation told everything. “Oh dear! It's almost as if we both have jobs that the other one can't contribute to. Who knew?” Your sarcasm sent warm buzzes through your husband. A giddy smile crawled back up his cheeks. As he neared their quarters he fished his keys out, setting you down before fiddling with them.

“I've got a lot.”

“It's the red one honey.”

“The what?” you pointed at his keyring, but through his fiddling he didn't notice. “The red one love,” you reached out to grab it. As your fingers touched his you shared a soft look. He grabbed the key gingerly before shoving it into his keyhole.

“Imma treat you real nice tonight.”

“Aw yeah?” You asked, voice edging lower as you entered his room and removed your overcoat. “How are you gonna treat me big guy?” He bit his lip, unbuckling his overalls while advancing. “Cant give it all away.” He whispered as he leaned in for a kiss. You tilted your head away, earning an offended gasp from your spouse.

“Such a cold husband, be still my heart!” He moaned dramatically, leaning limp against his desk. You took the chance to throw your coat over him before walking back. “Don’t be a baby Dell, I’m just going to the-“ before you could finished you were tackled down for the bed by your brute of a husband. “You asshole!” You snorted out as he sat above you, his head pressed against your sternum.

You picked his head up and stared at his goggles, sneering slightly when he don’t take them off. “Generally humans make eye contact when we have sex Dell.” He hummed as if lost in thought. “Do they now. I figured they just turned over like this~” In a swift motion he flipped you over on all fours, pushing your shoulders down with it. He then leaned in close, the gravel in his voice sending shivers down your spine.

“And went on their merry way.”

You moaned softly as he placed a small kiss on your neck, his warm lips providing a sense of security. His hand rubbed circles under your shirt, pressing into tender areas. “Dell.” He hummed, noticing the undertone to it.

“You actually gonna do something or are you gonna make me wait?” He scoffed playfully and continued placing kisses around your back.

“Damn man, not lettin’ me have a moment are ya?” He bit back, humored at your impatience. You pushed your hips back, damn sure you made contact with his growing boner. You smirked back at him, playful response growing.

“Boy don’t you dare.”

“Erecting a dispenser back there Conagher?” You snickered before he pushed himself up from you: you heard him chuckling uncontrollably into his palms. Which allowed you to right yourself. From his neck to the top of his head he was a cherry red. You laughed right along with him. He covered his face with one hand and used the other to push you over.

Both of you were on separate planes of existence. Like two hyenas basking in bliss with one another, he eyed you with a glare. One which held no malice but all the misheif it could. “I will get you back for that!”

“For what?!” You exclaimed belligerently, “being funny?” You crawled over to him, doing your best to swing your aging hips over his lap. You steadied yourself with your hands on his shoulders, pressing your forehead against his own. He presumably looked into your eyes, and you took this opportunity to yank them off and throw them to the side. As you savored the look of playful shock you took his face in your hands, biting down on your own lip.

“Aww honey you ain’t got to get my attention like that.” He placed a large hand on the small of your back, large fingers feeling their way back up your side. You considered his statement with a buzz, rubbing the top of his head with your thumb. “I wanted a better look at those handsome brown eyes.”

He looked taken aback, then as a blush crept on his face he blew out. You snorted at the display.

“Let's cut out all this mess, ain't got too much time before the boys wonder where I'm at.”

“You just can't take a compliment egg head,” you remarked, pulling him by the strap of his overalls. “How bout you put that hand to good use?”

He smiled wickedly at the thought, his own body moving forward, caging you under him. He let his gloved hand slide up your shirt, unbuttoning it as he went. His eyes bore into yours, keeping you still as he went along.

“You're quite obedient when I've got you facing me like this. Ain't that a bit odd?” he teased, you shrugged.

“Only natural I assume. Wouldn’t want to give you too much trouble.”

He stopped his action to face you. Brows scrunched in confusion as he did so. With nary a word he removed your shirt, continuing once more. His impatience was clear in his actions, hands moving to grasp at the warm flesh under.

You moned deep at the sensation, so starved of the dull, expanse of his hands. You almost forgot how course and heavy his non metal hand was, gunslingers own, pointer form, covers by rubber. You placed a hand over his, moving it instantly.

He watched in quiet understanding, moving to adjust himself rightly. As your hand reached a stop his continued. He brushed along your stomach. Leaving a trail of kisses down. He never once broke eye contact.

As he grasped at the hem of your pants he smiled. His earnest look sent a surge of familiarity through you. You nodded, taking his arm in your own hand. “I’m good Dell. You can keep goin.”

“You sure? I wouldn’t want to overstep. ‘Ts been a while ‘n all.” You pat his forcep.

“I have been waiting for almost a year Dell Conhager. If you keep me waitin I’m filing for divorce.” He scoffed at the joke before shoving your pants, and briefs down in tandem.

He crawled over you, strong thighs caging you under him. His arm steadied by your head.

“You couldn’t leave me if you wanted to boy. I wouldn’t try.” You just winked before reaching up and letting his straps fall to his side. Taking the hint, he moved a leg to the inside of your own. Allowing you to grind against him as he undressed.

To say it was painful, seemed like an understatement to you. As you tried to get friction you could only feel the temperature around your tip. You whined in need at your husband.

“Give me just a second now love bug. These are harder to get out of than you’d think.” You nodded. And as he stripped you attempted your palms own sneaky decent past his line of sight.

It didn’t go unnoticed. As you were about to take your member in your hand Dell stopped you. Shirt off and overalls bunched around his waist.

“And what are you doin sir?” He laughs as he grabbed at your hand and pulled it to your face.

“I ain’t enough for you?” It was your turn to scoff, but this scoff was out of need. You pulled the bedsheets into your fist as you growled in need.

“Dell! Don’t tease me, cmon!” You looked up at the man who seemed to need more of an explanation. “Dell honey, you know it's hard for me to get off on grinding alone. Could you please, please give me a hand?”

He grinned stupidly, bringing your knees around his waist, he brought his face to your dick. With one hand he held your side and with the other he stabilized you.

He closed his eyes and he licked up your shaft. You felt the most sensation at the base, where you could feel phantom sutures at the site of surgery. You groaned and held the back of his head there. Eyes half lidded, pleasure bringing a haze to your eyes.

And he continued. No words, only quiet groans that were absorbed by your member. He kissed along it for a while, making his way up to the head in time. And then he took it in.

Your legs tensed, eyes fluttering closed as he was able to get around three inches down. He increased his speed, not pleased with the languid pace the session was proceeding at. His own eyes were closed. Focused on sensation.

You groaned into your arm. Biting down on a fleshy bit to keep quiet. He wanted nothing more than to pull your arm away at that moment. Would his base really judge him for pleasing his husband?

Well.

Some might.

He decided not to chance it, instead using spit that pooled from his actions to trace around the rim of your ass.

You gasped as a finger slipped in suddenly. You hadn’t felt this penetration in a while. You arched back against your will. Your body forgetting how much it loved the sensation. You gasped loudly. Panting at Engie to move them faster. To which he obliged.

He popped off of your member loudly, smiling with satisfaction as he stared at your wrecked state.

The man who came in so dapper before was trembling on his fingers. Sweaty and almost to the point of orgasm. Engie bent his posture over to the best of his ability. Back cracking a bit in the process.

His chest fell flush with yours, the skin on you both heating to such a degree it felt like you could melt into each other.

“You’d always been so handsome to me you know that? Always so so damn handsome.” You moaned, his fingers pushing up against your thick walls as he once again pushed through your hole.

“You’re so good, comin over here. Callin me, makin me smile. I wish-“ he said remorsefully. “I wish I could take a normal job for you.”

You gasped in accordance, attempting to pay attention as his hand sped once again. Without looking you could tell it was his gunslinger, you admired the instrument before but praised the damn thing now.

As you grew less responsive Dell could tell you were close. He offered a trail of kisses up your neck. Watching your semi lucid smile scrunch up. His free hand went back to your member, pulling firmly.

You scratched at his back from the action. Allowing your hips to guide his hand as you awaited your climax.

Dell whispered coercions into your ear, like a private prayer.

“Cum for me honey. I know you got it in you. Just give it to me okay?” You gasped for air you were already getting, feeling like all the breath was being used on something bedsides breathing. You nodded, whimpering pathetic noises as he grew sloppier in his own hand gestures.

“You’re gonna go soon ain’t you? We’ll go ahead. Do it, you’re so good just do it now okay?” With one more thrust of his fingers he sent you over.

But he knew better than to stop.

He slowed his movements, waiting until a little after you stopped twitching. He watched your chest rise and fall before removing his hand and laying beside you.

“I can get you cleaned up after this love.” He said, pulling you close as he could, and as he felt exhaustion course through his body he smiled. Kissing your forehead as you drifted off.

“Or we can wait till tomorrow.”

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Welcome folks-

My name is Festen Martinez, you can call me Festen. I am an actor above all else and a writer second. I write and draw for Team Fortress Two, as well as the Batman Rouges, (Some Hazbin), and FNAF. If you spark up a convo with me and I know the property and character you have a good chance at me writing for them too.

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He/Its

Bisexual

Transmasc

American (West Virginia, and Texas)

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I am a Fandom Writer:

I write for:

Btas villains: Riddler, Twoface, Mad Hatter, Scarecrow, Harley, Ivy. Batman also

TF2: All Mercs AND MS PAULING

I will write:

•Should be obvious but chubby (or fat) reader

•Yandere (preferred)

•Smut (preferred, just reference what you’d want in the ask and I’ll give it to ya.)

•Non con/ Dub con/ CNC

•Platonic

•Headcannons

•Drabbles

•Imagines

I’ll draw any of the above as well

I won’t write (or draw)

•Scat

•Pedophillia

•Age Regression (dkh)

•Detransition

Masterlists:

Tf2

Demoman:

Demo joining a LARP group!

Yandere Demo w/ an s/o who doesn’t like dancing

Yan demo w/ bartender S/O

Engineer

Yandere Conagher Brothers x oblivious reader

Dell x trans husband smut

Yandere Engie and forced affection

Traveling preist Engie Art by @virginstoner666 💗

Heavy:

Yan heavy cuddles!

Pyro

Yandere Platonic Emesis py Reader

Semi unmasked art

Ms. Pauling

Yandere Ms. Pauling

Semi Marriage proposal

Platonic Ms. Pauling and new trainee

Medic:

Yandere medic smut

Yandere medic with a captive that goes missing

Yandere medic and a partner w/ stolkholm

Yandere medic lap dance

Yandere medic Cycle of violence smut

Scout:

Get bonked

Yandere scout, kissing practice

Platonic scout

Sniper:

In my style

With a bratty so smut

Soldier:

Nsfw thoughts

Platonic Solly and overstimulated hugs

Spy:

Yandere spy egg vibes

All:

Yandere Red Octoberfest drawing

Would I trust them with my pets?

Demo and heavy x reader Head-cannons

Mercs reacting to a love letter

Yandere emesis Blue x reader

Yandere medic and sniper w/ clingy s/o

Emesis character comfort

Yandere mercs and if they’re comforting or not

Yandere mercenaries and how scary they are when jealous

Yandere Angel au with Sniper, Solider, and Medic smut

My my mercenaries

Soldier/Demo

Medic/engineer

Merc Headcannons

Memed science party

Spy and Engie dad stance

Btas

Alberto

Cornelius Stirk:

Stirk img.

Eddie

Yandere Arkham asylum riddler w/ shy and anxious reader

Yan telltale riddler with a reader who tries to escape

Yandere telltale Eddie

Yandere Arkham Eddie hcs

Handling it (smut)

Caked up Eddie img.

Eddie frame redraws💚

In my style: Ed and Jerv 💚💙

Nightmares img.

An Ed Kento for Sunny 💚💛

For Arkhamverse simps

Scantily clad ed

5’2 Au pt 1

5’2 suited up

5’2 Au ground img.

5’2 classic mv

5’2 smut pic

There’s a light img.

BTAS Insp. Art

Indulgent riddlebat

More fancy Eddie Art

Dilf Eddie?

Flashy Eddie ing.

Yandere platonic Eddie teaching riddles

Harley:

Harvey:

Au art

Harvey and insert art

Tasteful nudity

Ivy:

Jack:

Joinker au

More whore clown img.

Jervis:

Bonkers img

Jervis img.

Wonderlan img.

Reading img.

Johnathan:

Johnny img.

Scarecrow design img

BTAS scarecrow yandere head-cannons

Comp drawing w/ batman

Yandere BTAS headcannons

Ozwald:

Oswald Img.

Compilation

Au Squad: Jervis, John, Jack, and Edd

5’2 height matrix img (WIP)

Batman Vigilante Squad Au

Hazbin/Helluva Boss

Alastor

Under the Same Young Sky (male reader, ao3)

Vox

Yandere Vox housespouse

It Takes Time to See a Doll, Yandere Vox x Cis!Fem Reader P[1] [1.5]

Ocs

Maddox

Maddox x reader play fighting