#mobile legends smut

[kikiwooo]

Jealous Fredinn and Dy with a reader who is a sup and has been all time helping other people ( probably helped them but they are jealous af) and just take reader into a bush? //smut if um can pls! <3\\ ilv ur writing srs❥

notes: finally it's comin' out...it's been quite a long time💀, gn reader, sup reader, not fully smut, threesome

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You're probably one of the best supports next to Estes, with that it's normal for you to get team invitations everyday. Of course your beloved Abyss Prince wasn't really pleased with that, he was possessive over you..a lot. If that wasn't even enough he had to share you, with some man. Fredrinn was chill sharing you while Dyrroth was fuming at the mouth, in the end there was nothing he could do anyway.

"Why thank you darlin'. I wouldn't be able to defeat this enemy without your support~" Fredrinn wrapped his arm around your waist as he pulled you close to his chest and sneaked a kiss to your neck. Which made you feel butterflies in your stomach, Fredrinn chuckled at your reaction before softly pressing his lips onto yours softly. He was about to further until the Miya, team's marksman asked for assistance. Fredrinn clicked his to gue in annoyance but that quickly turned into a small smile. "She looks fine on her own, she has three fully built items right? Why don't you stay with me a little longer love?" You could only nod as Fredrinn let go off you after giving you get another kiss. He was never really showed his jealousy out but if he was tempted enough he'd pull you onto his lap and never let go off you for the rest of the day, after all he'd have great access to your neck, no?

Before you can go Fredrinn's hand sneaked into yours and squeezed it lightly, "Be safe around here yeah?" "y-you too!"

When you peeked from the mid lane's bush, it was empty. Probably Valir went to help Miya, you turned around to get a glance at the blue buff. The moment you enter the bush a pair of arms grabbed you and tugged you deeper in, the panic strike into you but the force was too strong to even resist. You eventually head-dived into someone's chest, it was no other than Dyrroth, a very frustrated one too. His eyes shone viciously in a deep blood red, not those wine red you knew.

"Finally" He snapped, almost biting like. His fingers digged into your arms as his mouth opened a little to reveal his sharp teeth, as if he's going to bite a chunk of you. "You remembered me, I nearly grew impatient." He rolled his eyes at you as his grip tightened at your slight struggling. "I-I was helping-" "That damn marksman can wait, most importantly I am-" A hand swiftly pulls you away from the demon's grip, almost too easily. You met with a bare chest, it did gave a refreshing contact. Fredrinn digs the tip of his sword into the ground and leans against it with a slight smirk playing on his lips. "You yell tell at our precious support? ..wonder how far you can fall oh dear prince." It was Fredrinn's game to tick off Dyrroth and he'd always fall for it if you're on the center that is. "That does not concern you, human." Dyrroth's growl like response could make anyone shake in fear but not Fredrinn, he was used to it by now. "As their lover, it concerns me very much." Fredrinn slightly bends down his head a little and raises your chin with his finger, his warm breath tickles your ear as his chest roses up and down against your back with every breath. "You're too rough with them..want your elder to show how to pleasure them best~?" Dyrroth just grumbled with a sour face whilst crossing his arms over his chest, his tail slowly swaying left and right with clear annoyance. His dick semi-hard inside his slit(listen, he doesn't wear pants he's a demon let's just imagine that he has a slit where his dick is comfortably staying there😒) from the actions earlier. Fredrinn's knee came to slowly apart yours and to lift you up a little as his hand slowly lifted your clothing up to expose your stomach. His hand sneaked inside to roam around your body which made you tingle all over with his warm breathing next to your ear. "Tch too slow, waste of time." Dyrroth walked over both of you and gripped your thighs, slightly pulling you just a tad bit closer.

"Looks like someone's a bit willing..."

"can't say I'm not.."

Fredrinn's teeth lightly grazed your neck as his hands made quick work if your below clothing and tossed them aside.

"Let's just finish it quickly.. can't wait any longer-"

then.. something hot..and wet against your thigh, your eyes met with Dyrroth as he hosted himself up against you, standing on his tiptoes(because damn fredrinn so tall what kind of milk did he drank), his hands still gripping your thighs as his red dick proudly up with some precum dripping from the tip. Dyrroth didn't wasted any time as he pushed his entire length into you, making both of you gasp out as Fredrinn only smirked and let you lean against his chest. Dyrroth stopped for a seconds in the mid way but continued to push with a hiss. It wasn't long before he began to abuse your hole, the not so little not pointy spikes on his dick roughly brushed your walls, it really did made you drool as it put a show to Fredrinn.

...

"..It's been fifteen minutes and still no sight of them..did they got caught into an ambush?" Miya said as her eyes wandered to the bushes, her fingers tight on her bow. Xavier walked alongside the elf archer, "That's not possible, we just saw three heroes from the enemy team."

Miya sighed and shook her head, her eyes showed concern. "I could only hope that they're safe and sound."

[goszixx]

Unexpected

Notes: totally didn’t make this two weeks ago-

Warning: reader is a meanie :(, slight crying, overstimulated, no protection, semi public (a common theme in my smut’s apparently)

What a loser. The way his cock sloppily slammed into you, the wet sounds echoing throughout the classroom that he was suppose to be tutoring you in. Not that you need it. You simply asked him as a dare, knowing how it should plan out. A dare to have sex with the cockiest and most uptight kid in the grade. Sometimes you wonder how such a priss is vice president of the student council. With how big the stick is up his ass you wondered how he could focous in anything else.

His pace grew, his thrusts not stopping, jamming into your tight hole as his fingers clenched your legs. They pulled at the fat of your thigh, your eyes narrowing on the vice’s tilted back head and exposed neck. It would have been better if you got to fuck his brother, the president, instead. Aamon was hotter, smarter and all around better person. It drove Gusion mad whenever someone could compare the two. The thought of moaning his brother’s name instead, just to fuck with him, has crossed your mind.

“God I’m fucking yo-u dumb.” Gusion huffed as sweat clung to his bangs. His shirt was off, exposing his slightly tanned skin and lean figure.

“Like hell you are.” You mumbled under your breath after giving a fake nod. Sure the action of sex turned you on but seeing Gusion try to act dominate didn’t. Though what else could you expect from the lesser brother. “Fuck, fuck, fuck! I’m going to cum!”

Semen surged into Gusion’s condom, his head spinning as wet pants left his abused lips. His head fell, brunette locks going everywhere. You rose a brow when he stopped thrusting, noticing how his body seemed tense afterwards. Usually having sex with you has the opposite reaction. However, when you saw a single tear drip down his chin you couldn’t help the scoff that came from you.

Gusion froze, biting his lip. He quickly wiped the tear from his eye and tried not to stammer over his words. “I-I better get going.” He rushed before beginning to pull out. Curiousity got the better of you. You clenched around him, watching as the cutest and dirtiest moan came from his lips. His upper body fell on yours, your legs wrapping around his fitted waist while his face burried in your cupped breasts. You didn’t bother taking your bra off since he seemed to get off just fine.

With your legs, you pulled him closer. He whined in your boobs, hands gripping tightly on your hips. “Is little old Gusion sensitive. Don’t tell me you’re a sub, makes sense why you can’t fuck for shit.” You smirked. It was unexpected, but you could feel the vice president grow inside of you, twitching. You would be lying if you said it didn’t intrigue you.

He picked up his head, chin still resting on your chest, “I’m n-ot submissive you dumb slut.” He bit back with a hiss. Though it’s hard to take anything he says seriously with red dusting his cheeks, the blush blazing to his ears.

The slut comment was fair, he was fucking you in a classroom with you on top of a desk mostly naked. But, that doesn’t mean you’ll let it slide, “Calling me a slut when you can’t even make me cum? For the vice president you sure are stupid to think a person with straight A’s suddenly needs tutoring.”

Gusion choked back a moan as his cock ached in your hole. “I-I-”

“You what Gu Gu?” You teased, your hands cupping his face to bring him closer. His eyes were glossy as tears filled them. “I never d-i-d be-fore!” He argued, though it was more of a cry. His cheeks were hot in your hands, burning and ablaze from the humiliation that seeped through his body.

“I’d hope so, no girl should have to go through that.” You scoffed with amusement. His hips jerked slightly as his eyes rolled back, “fu-ck I can’t do more.” He whimpered, cried, and pleaded for you to have mercy on him. He was a virgin, it’s not shocking how sensitive he was, especially since now he’s more turned on then ever.

A little laugh left your lips, “You say that but your cock is aching inside me Gusion.” Pulling him closer to you, you whispered into his ear, “Do you feel dirty, vice? How about you take off that condom, I’m on the pill anyways. Do you want to know how to pleasure women?” Your tongue traced the shell of his ear, feeling him shudder underneath.

Another whine left his red lips as you nibbled on the skin, a hand going up to pull his hair roughly. “You-u dum-ngh!” His voice shattered in a moan the harder you bit on his ear. You sucked the resistance out of him, making him melt on you. You could feel the sweat of his chest on your stomach as his lips quivered around the flesh on your mounds. For a moment you said nothing, hearing him pant as his cock drifted out of your pussy.

He shuffled, moving his hand down to pull off the condom and toss it somewhere on the floor. A tingling sensation filled your chest from the vibration that came from Gusion. He was speaking but seemed to be too embarrassed. You sighed, “What was that Gu Gu, speak up.”

Painstakingly, the Vice picked up his head. His eyes glowed in lust while his cheeks where illuminated in embarrassment. “Teach me…” He mumbled. For someone so cocky he sure seemed to be a puppy. Funny how that attitude melted away as soon as he got a taste of you.

He swallowed thickly from your stare. He knew that wasn’t enough, he knew you wanted to humiliate him more. “Teach m-e how to f-fuck you.” The Vice stated in a too demanding tone. Your finger traced the lump of his Adam’s apple, watching it bob before he spoke again. “Please.”

Your lips tugged into a smirk as you patted his head, his bangs sticking to his forehead from sweat. “Don’t cum until I say so ok?” Gusion gave a weak nod before picking his body up. You sucked in his sloppy cock with ease as he stammered over his words. Its as if his body ached for you, his tongue seeming too big for his own mouth as he leaned over you and babbled nonsense. His body weight shifted to one of his hands while the other held your hips, pushing them down. His nails dug into you but it didn’t cause pain, he bit his lip as he tried his hardest not to hurt you. “Fu-ck you feel really good~” His pleasure was on a whole other level as you pooled around him.

All of it turned you on. The sight of him flustered and drooling. The smell of arousal radiating from a man who has been secretly pining over you for years. That’s why he picks on you, pokes fun at you, not that it ever worked. So when he got the chance to tutor you he couldn’t pass it up no matter how strange it seemed. The classroom echoed with his moans, only making more embarrassment leak out from his drooling cock. You moved one of your hands to take out your breasts, the other grabbing onto Gusion’s. He flinched at the touch but settled down. His eyes went wide at your perky nipples, they were erected and pretty.

Curiousity got the better of the man as he slid his thumb across the bud. Pride swelled up in him when a small sigh left your lips. He continued that pace, watching you twist and turn from the small stimulation. “Move.” You uttered, one of your hands coming up to scratch his back.

Gusion obeyed with a buzzed expression, a small goofy smile being held on his lips. He tried thrusting but could only make it half way before whining. You clicked your tongue, “How pathetic, I said move didn’t I?”

“I- shit you idiot I ca-n’t!” He groaned. “You’re sucking me too mu-ngh~” The vice’s sentence was cut off by you slamming your lips into his. He cried on your lips as you pressed down on his cock, forcing him to take the rest of you. He whimpered as your tongue invaded his mouth, yet his hips started gaining ryhthem. The wet noises of your pussy flooded his flushed ears as your tongue traced the roof of his mouth. You devoured him, dominated him in his own mouth and man it turned him own. Your wetness dropped onto his thighs as he slammed his cock inside you.

Loving the noises your cunt made only made him go crazier. His hand found your breast again. Pinching and pulling at your nipple as a way to take revenge on you, hearing you moan in his mouth as his eyes roll back. Your hips met his, both of you determine to fuck the shit out of each other. Nails dug into his back, scratching his pretty skin enough that he knew marks would form later. He released your lips and pressed his chest against yours.

Both Gusion’s hands returned to your thighs, pinching at the fat on your legs and lightly slapping your ass to test the waters. He’d rub them after smoothly, never wanting to hurt you. “God, look who likes taking my cock now.” He whispered in the shell of your ear as you gripped him tighter. You grit your teeth, “D-don’t get cocky.”

A light laugh game from Gusion before his teeth grazed your ear. He pulled lightly at the lobe, planting a kiss on the shell before biting on it. He sucked it roughly, no doubt creating a hickey. “Fuck-k Gusion~ keep doing that I’m close~”

“Finall-y y/n. Now cum on my cock for me.” He groaned, moving one of his hands back up to pull at your abused nipples. His balls smacked against the curve of your ass. Everything feeling wet and dirty from how much you were leaking all over him. A choked whimper came from Gusion when he felt you clench around him so tight he was sure it was impossible to move. Your back arched as cum surged into you, leaving it oozing out of you once he pulled out.

Deep breaths left your lips from your release. Your boobs bouncing with your chest, your mouth open and ear ear bruised. Gusion bent down in front of the desk, not caring about the mess you both made on the floor. A hiched breath left you as the vice spread your lower lips open with his fingers. “W-What are you doing?” You hissed but didn’t move.

Lustful eyes peered from brunette locks. Gusion’s tongue rolled out almost as if he were in a trance. Drool peeked from his lips in hunger from the sight. How he destroyed your insides and pumped you full. Now all your mixed arousal was leaking out of your pretty cunt. “Let me clean you up. I’m still hungry.”

[a-regular-ol-pill]

Excuse my absence and randomness in your feed as I have brought to you a gift. (I'm kidding, please scream at me or complain because I feel so sorry for being away for nearly a year and I deserve it. I genuinely forgot this account existed until I checked my picture in game and saw a comment from a few months ago.)

Warning(s); NSFW, More Plot Than Actual Smut, Obsessive Behavior(?), Non-consensual at first, Somnophilia, Stockholm Syndrome (?), Non-con everything. Yeah, these are not okay in real life so don't do it, don't think of it as if it's normal.

Okay wow, what in the world happened to my go-to smut writing theme? I'm so sorry for this.

Hanzo is looking for you during he was healing, since for some reason; You popped up in his head while he was practicing Akakage's forbidden ninjutsu with the Ame no Habakiri, and it drove him crazy. Whenever he subconsciously dragged the thought away, it'll come back moments later to haunt him. He'd forgotten about you until now— the main cause of the memory of you coming back is unknown; From Hanekage with no reason, so you must be special to be remembered.. right?

Oh you definitely were.

The search for you was filled with questions, questions about his memory and questions to the Hanekage. Though, it simply gave a vague answer. It wanted you. Hanzo had searched, searched until he came across a small town. It was a familiar sight from his past, but it was far from being his home. Literal and figurative wise. The Hanekage in him was competing for control, and he still can't find out why. He followed the demon's direction until he was led to your window.

You were there on your futon, fast asleep with a slightly open mouth from the dying adrenaline you used because of exhaustion. Immediately, Hanzo recognized you as the person who told him about the Hanekage. Long before he learned it from his superiors. You were the person who told him how to awaken it; unite with it. No wonder the demon yearned for you— the question now is.. why now?

He wasn't given much time until that yearning was his, the desire to have the person who gave him this power was growing; He didn't think twice when he broke into your room and took you back with him to where he was staying— Of course, you were scared out of your life and trying to escape his hold. But it was like fighting a hippo while you're stuck under a fallen tree; His grip was firm, and whatever plea you shouted never went through his mind after entering his safe space.

You couldn't recognize the boy you knew, how could you?! His skin was vaguely tinted purple and his eyes— you couldn't get a good look off. The Hanekage had a field day with your scent, Hanzo willingly let it out so it could touch you; Fantasize about the taste of your blood and flesh, but it didn't need to devour you. No. It was a gift for Hanzo for everything he has done. So, when Hanzo saw you trembling under him; He couldn't resist. At first it was nuzzling— he was acting on instinct and it was an instant reaction. You were relaxed ever so slightly after finally recognizing his eyes.

"Hanzo..?" You call weakly before flinching when he wrapped his hand around your neck. Not a word was said as he kissed you and squeezed his hold around you, the fact that you didn't know about the bloodshed he did spurred him to ruin it— your obliviousness if that was even a word. Whatever bound you to kiss him back made him grateful, thank the fact that you were probably thinking it was a dream and took your shirt off; Not wasting a second as he darted for your pants next.

It enraged him when you drew the line there, you even dared to grab his wrist— He was beginning to think you thought you were dreaming. The fact that you were thinking you had power over his choices? It drove him insane. He looked at you with a threatening glare and squeezed; Whispering a threat that left you terrified and gave him a chance to take off your pants— This time, ripping it instead of shimmying it off your legs. Savoring you was out of the question, he wanted to show you the power he had over you and accumulated over the years.

When his fingers reached your underwear, you tried crawling away from him; but he pulled you back and used his mouth to absolutely suck the life out of you. Whatever happens next, you initiated it. You made him mark you, fuck you or whatever. But you will always be the reason why. When you don't initiate it? Hanzo will devour you until you're thirsty and spent, he will fuck you again and again, mark you up until the Hanekage forces him to stop and make him give his control so it could take over.

You don't want to know what it does.

[roxxiies]

DYRROTH; Ah! No More!

smut, sub fem reader, fingering, overstimulation, cunnilingus. what he gives 🤝 you have to receive.

MINORS DON'T INTERACT

“One more, love…” he hums in between your inner thighs. He had laid you on his bed, a heavy scent of lust hangs in the air. You both were at it for… let's say, the last few hours and he still refuses to stop and give you any break. Earlier, your little abyss prince was feeling a bit touchy and you entertained him for a bit, thinking he was just missing your warmth— but oh how you were so wrong.

His fingers, wet due to your past orgasms, deliciously curled inside your pussy as his tongue played with your abused clit, “Dy, b-baby– ah, p-please… I can't do it anymore!” You reach for one of his horns and he lets out one of the whorish moan you've heard from him as you try to pry him off of your sensitive cunt but he only harshly gripped your thighs that will surely leave a bruise tomorrow. He opened your legs further, denying you of your wish and you whine.

He continues and you could only take what his torture gives you. His face contorts as if focusing on finding that one spot in you, the squelches getting louder. He finds that spot in you and you instinctively try to grab his hair to pull him off, like before, he won't budge, “Stop it,” he groans on your pussy, sending vibrations through your clit, and you're left sobbing his name in hopes for him to stop. He continued to abuse that sweet spot in you with his fingers and you thrash in his hold but he keeps you down— stay put, don't make him repeat himself or something would happen.

You started to feel that familiar coil on your lower abdomen, and he seemed to catch on it, “Come for me, princess.” He started to pick up his pace with his fingers making you gasp as his thumb focused on your clit. With one final stroke of his fingers, you shake uncontrollably and close your legs around his head, you moan and release on his fingers. He eased your legs to calm down as he lapped painfully slow on your slick and moan in delight.

Though he didn't stop there, no, he didn't release the grip on your thighs as his tongue still played with your clit, and you sobbed on being too sensitive from your last orgasms, “D-dyrroth hic please that's enough..!” He hummed again, and you cried helplessly at his question, “Princess… one more, please?”

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[badaspebble]

Hi, lovely! I hope that you're doing well! May I please request smut fic with possessive/protective and jealous Bada x fem!reader? Where reader is Bada's gf but also a dancer, she's on team Bebe and like her gf, she captures the attention of many competitors, especially a certain Wolf'lo member by the name of Haechi.. who takes every chance she gets to flirt or touch her. Bada doesn't take to kindly to it when Haechi touches readers waist during a battle.

Hey baby! I’m doing good. I hope this is to your liking. Not very long unfortunately. :( There might be some mistakes in grammar.

I’m using the mobile app cause my laptop broke 🤓 yall gon’ have to stick with me

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“All Mine”

Bada Lee x fem!reader

Summary - Being on SWF2 was great. Meeting new people who were also considered legends was an added plus. You caught many eyes, but one set of eyes in particular stayed on you the entire time. Bada notices, and so do you. Deciding to dance with Haechi wasn’t to make Bada jealous, but still. It’s only fair that Bada should do something about it.

Warnings: 18+ themes (Dom!Bada, possessive!Bada, semi-public sex, jealously, dirty talk, praise, cunnilingus, probably more idk)

Word count: 2.6k

MDNI

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Being able to perform in Street Women Fighter was a reward in itself. That, paired with the fact you're with your girlfriend, was a dream come true. The women around you were known to be talented, so you were slightly nervous too. You knew that you danced well. It was shown through the numerous battles you had. You could tell they loved your dancing style, but still couldn’t help it when you compared yourself to the women who were legends. Doubt started to creep inside the corners of your mind.

“Baby?” A voice snapped you back to the present, realizing it was your girlfriend, Bada.

You looked at her and smiled, before subtly checking her out. You always loved the way she wore her hats.

“Yeah?” You asked, scooting a little closer to her, wanting to feel her warmth. Her eyes scan your face, giving you the comfort that another pair of eyes didn’t. You could feel a burning stare from somebody sitting in the section of Wolf’lo, knowing it was Haechi.

Bada smiled, bringing her hand around your waist subtly, pulling you more into her as she could sense your growing unease. “You okay baby? We don’t have to do this if you aren’t feeling too well.”

You smiled at her concern, feeling your heart beat faster as she puts her hand on your head and guides it towards her shoulder. “I’m okay…just nervous.” You giggle, reassuring her some more when you catch her concern growing. “I pinky promise.”

Bada sighed, her shoulders moving dramatically. “Are you sure? If somebody is making you uncomfortable, just tell me.” She said, giving a side eye to a specific crew. She clenched her jaw and looked back at you, her eyes swimming with subtle jealously.

You smirked and decided to tease her, loving her possessive side. “Are you jealous? Hm…” You pause dramatically, looking over at Haechi. “Isn’t she as tall as you? That’s so cool.” You say, leaning in slightly.

She smirked and looked down, looking at her lap. Before she could respond, your name was called by Daniel. As you got up, sweeping yourself off, you heard Bada mutter. “I’m better though…”

You turned around as you were walking towards the middle of the room, seeing her pout childishly. You giggled before turning back.

You blocked out Daniel’s voice, opting to look around at your opponents. When it came time for you to speak, you didn’t hesitate to choose Haechi to dance against. Her style was smooth, and she had a very strong aura.

Bada scrunched her eyebrows together, staring at Haechi as she smirked and walked towards you. Bada clenched her jaw, running her tongue over her teeth when she saw how Haechi didn’t hesitate to hug you.

You were taken aback when she went in for a hug, but accepted it nonetheless. You didn’t want to take this competition too seriously, opting for a more laid back, fun type of vibe. You saw Haechi subtly bite her lip out of the corner of your eye, but ignored it.

“Didn’t even hesitate to choose me, huh?” Haechi whispered with a smirk, stepping back slowly to give you room as your music started playing.

You smiled and ignored her, wanting your entire focus to be on your dancing.

Bada widened her eyes as you started dancing, quickly noticing how everybody else propped themselves up and paid close attention to you. Their gaze no longer tired.

‘Vibez’ by Zayn started playing, and you didn’t hesitate to start rolling your hips. Your aura changed completely, adding a hint of sexiness to your otherwise chill persona. The crews were screaming as you danced on Haechi, with her not wasting anytime before dancing back on you.

Bada looked at the scene with a clenched jaw. She took a deep breath before looking around her crew, hoping for one of them to take her mind off of the dancing in front of her. Her eyes rolled as she realized all of them were giving 110% of their attention to you. She looked back just in time to see you twerk on Haechi. Bada took a deep breath again, seeing Haechi’s hands on your waist and lower back.

You bit your lip, completely embracing the music. You noticed Haechi’s hands, but you let her be. You couldn’t help but to drink up Bada’s expression. Her eyes were dark, her leg was bouncing up and down. You giggled as you could see her jaw flex repeatedly.

Before you knew it, your dance was over. Haechi bit her bottom lip as she got ready to dance, wanting to impress you. Her own music started playing, and she immediately started doing impressive footwork to slide over towards you. Nodding your head, making a ‘stank’ face as you realized how good her moves were. It wasn’t long before she started incorporating touches in her dancing, dragging her hands along your body.

She didn’t have much time to do so, but she did one last move where she hooked her finger on your chin, making you look up towards her. Bada saw this and clenched her jaw, moving around uncomfortably.

After some brief talk by Daniel, the hosts revealed their cards. You won 2-1. As the judges were talking, you accidentally started blocking them out once you realized Bada’s stare. You made eye contact with her and she squinted, licking her lips while she tilted her head. You could see her breathing heavily, holding back the urge to interrupt the judges in order to drag you back to the team’s room.

Bada looked at the judges impatiently, wanting them to hurry up. Did they really need to talk this much? Her leg was still moving rapidly, and her tongue was poking her cheek. It felt like forever when they were finally done. In a mere 3 seconds, Bada was right next to you, pushing Haechi away subtly.

“Maybe you should back up, yeah?” Bada said possessively, not waiting for a response before she grabs your hand and walks you towards the team’s room.

You loved when she was possessive, but you loved even more when she would do the little things when she was in this mood, like locking your pinkies together which you noticed she did as soon as her hand touched yours.

Bada made sure to avoid the people trying to talk to you, wanting to hurry up and feel her girlfriend. The walk was quick, and before you knew it, you were thrown onto the couch.

“Who does she think she is? Touching what’s mine like that? In front of me too.” Bada muttered, not saying anything to you as she impatiently starts running her hands along your body. You were about to speak before you heard her mutter again. “All mine. Every single part of you belongs to me.”

She sat on your legs, rubbing your waist, as well as your thighs slowly, before digging her nails into your skin and dragging down towards your cunt. Hearing your breathing already picking up, she stops what she’s doing and removes her hands. “So fucking needy..” Bada mutters as she plays with your nipples through your shirt. She quickly realized that it wasn’t what she wanted, as she hurriedly took it off you, basically moving you around by herself. She pushed your sports bra up, freeing your breasts.

You whined at the way she was looking at you. Her eyes were dark and half-lidded. They were borderline watery as she held herself back from you. “Babe? Fuck, please do something. Need you so bad…” You whispered with broken moans. Bada didn’t hesitate to start playing with your nipples. She started soft at first, gently rubbing over them before she started letting herself go. She would apply just the right amount of pressure, making sure her nails gently scraped them.

You gasped as your body started tingling with each pass of her fingers on your nipples. “Gonna make you feel so good…can’t wait to mark you up.” Bada says before immediately attacking your neck. Her plump lips trailed to your pulse point, not hesitating to mark your neck. “Taste so good baby..”

Your body withered on the soft couch, squeezing your thighs together to get some friction. Your cunt was sticky, already dripping as you waited for Bada.

Bada moved herself down your legs some, removing her hands from your breasts. She rubbed your thighs more thoroughly, making sure to grip them harshly as she did so.

“So fucking sexy…god, you just can’t help but flaunt it, huh? Gotta show everybody how good you look? Show yourself off with my marks all over you.” Bada says possessively while her hands play with the hem of your shorts, pulling the waistband before letting it snap back. You moaned at the sensation, wanting her to hurry up.

“Bada-“ You were cut off when she pulled your shorts down slowly, leaving them wrapped around your ankles and leaving you in your panties.

“Shut up and be patient. Can’t make you feel as good when I’m rushing.” She says quietly, eyes locked onto how damp your panties are. She bit her lip as she ran her fingers near your cunt.

Your breath stuttered at her slight teasing. Her cold fingers are almost where you want her, but not quite. “Please…’m sorry baby. Please touch me.” You begged, hoping it would make her go faster.

“What’d I say?” Bada growled slightly, slapping your thigh. “Need to savor what Haechi wishes she had…”

After she did that, Bada slowly brought her fingers near your cunt, making sure to let her nails run across your skin. It wasn’t long before she ran her fingers across your cunt, applying light pressure when she passed over your clit.

“So fucking wet for me, hm? You’re not like this for anybody else. All this is only for me.” She said, not giving you time to respond as she took your panties off, not wanting to ruin them despite her mood. Bada licked her lips as she saw your thighs trembling already. She gets closer to your cunt before bringing her nimble fingers to play with your wetness. Her moan startles you, making you pay closer attention at how worked up she is.

“Can you please make me feel good Bada? Let Haechi hear how good you make me feel…please” You mumble out, too distracted when you see her playing with your wetness. She continues to bite her lip as she finally starts circling your clit gently. “Such a good girl for me…so obedient when you’re about to get fucked.” Bada mutters into your thigh before giving it a chaste kiss.

You open your mouth as she puts more pressure on your clit, slowly licking your folds. “Bada…please baby..” You beg, not sure for what. It seems to work as Bada continues playing with your clit before slowly putting her tongue inside of your cunt, making sure to gather up as much of your wetness as she could.

The sound of her tongue inside of your cunt is downright filthy. It doesn’t help that her moans are loud even when her face is smothered between your thighs.

“Taste so fuckin’ good. Could stay like this forever. Love making you feel like this.” Bada mumbled into your cunt. The vibrations from doing so made you moan loudly. You were going to cover your mouth, but you felt like letting Bada hear your moans would reassure her.

Bada heard you try to say something, but your words were incoherent. Your mind was mush as Bada curled her tongue, before moving up to your clit and sucking harshly. Her fingers teased your hole for a couple seconds before she could resist no longer. She slipped her middle finger inside slowly, barely curling it before she slipped her ring finger inside as well. Bada smirked as she sucked your clit, hearing your breathing almost stop as you struggled to get sounds out due to the pleasure.

“Too fucking good…’s too much-“ You whined out before getting interrupted as her fingers started doing a ‘come hither motion’ while also scissoring them. A talent she found out she could do on accident. Bada felt a gush of wetness trickling towards the middle of her palm. She so badly wanted to lap it up, but her focus on your clit was more important.

The sounds in the room were loud. Moans and breathless whispers could be heard, along with Bada’s fingers entering and leaving your cunt.

“F-fuck babe…gonna make a mess all over your pretty face.” You said, digging your head into the armrest as your hands flew to her hair, tugging on it. “Makin’ me feel so good..” You whispered as you lost your breath quickly.

Bada giggled into your cunt as you pulsed around her fingers. “Could Haechi make you feel like this? Would you let her mark you up?”

You couldn’t answer her as her fingers went faster. You mumbled nothings into the air as you felt the pressure begin to grow stronger.

She gently nipped your sensitive clit. “You should answer me if you want to ‘make a mess all over my pretty face’, right?” She mocked you.

You let out a silent scream from the mix of pain and pleasure, eyes rolling back as your lower stomach heats up quick.

“Please please please please…” You mumble a million times, saying anything to cum. “Please make me cum baby…Haechi doesn’t even compare to you, I promise.” You basically yelled out as Bada full on laughed into your cunt, going faster.

“Go on, cum for me. Be my good girl and make a mess for me.” Bada leaned back, still fingering you as your wetness coated her hand. You borderline screamed as you finally let go. She didn’t hold back like before, not wasting another second to lap up her slick covered hand. Bada was breathing heavily by the time she stopped. She would’ve kept going if it wasn’t for your hand tugging her hair.

Bada climbed up to you, sitting on your waist before leaning down and bumping noses with you. “Are you okay?” She asked, cupping your cheek and rubbing her thumb across it.

You nodded, still out of breath. “Yeah…’m more than okay baby. Thank you for making me feel so good.” You rub your nose against hers before giggling.

Bada sighed and sat up, looking at your bruised skin. “She better take the hint this time…” She muttered, running her fingers across your neck and slowly down towards your breasts. Bada looked into your eyes, giving you a naughty smirk. You bit your lip and put your hands on her waist, slowly starting to make her grind on your stomach. Before you guys could go any further, you heard a knock.

“Uhm…….” A long silence followed. “Are you guys done yet? We’re kind of hungry.” You both heard Lusher’s voice, with multiple giggles following suit. Your face started to heat up and you looked at Bada. The tips of her ears were starting to get red as she also looked at you with wide eyes.

You giggled quietly at her because she looked like an embarrassed puppy. “Come on, I’m kind of hungry too.” You whisper, slowly rubbing her thighs. Bada sighed in disappointment before helping you clean yourself up. You looked at her one more time, almost laughing in her face as she pouted adorably.

Bada opened the door, the tips of her ears getting even more red as BEBE just stared at you guys. The silence was long and awkward, until Tatter spoke up.

“So anyways…Latrice was eating up out there!”

You gave up and laughed at her attempt to switch the subject, making Bada hit you on the arm before giving an awkward smile. You guys followed them, staying towards the back as you and your group walked somewhere to get food. You looked at Bada, seeing her look behind everybody. Looking back too, you see Haechi staring at you. Bada smirked, lightly smacking your ass as she mouthed ‘this bitch is mine’ before turning away. You blushed, walking faster to catch up with the group.

[a-little-bit-of-ravioli]

20 questions for fic writers

Tagged by @the-real-azalea-scroggs! Had to wait until I was of my phone because doing these is a nightmare on mobile lmao

1. How many works do you have on A03?

18 as of a few days ago!

2. What's your total A03 word count?

157,937! Which is. Only a fraction of the word count in my Docs folder. Be prepared.

3. What fandoms do you write for?

I mainly write for The Legend of Zelda; specifically Linked Universe! In fact, that's all that's posted on my Ao3 currently, since my fall into that fandom began with me uploading there! Pre-Ao3 I wrote for Black Cat (Anime/Manga), Megaman NT Warrior, various Pokémon things, Assassin's Creed, Yugioh, Final Fantasy XIV and Octopath Traveler! Some of these I still write privately, but I haven't gotten around to re-posting any.

4. What are your top five fics by kudos?

Whistling on Deaf Ears - My longest fic on Ao3, focusing on Wild and Twilight's friendship and how good intentions can lead to disaster.

Iconoclasm - Warriors deals with the room full of portraits in Cia's palace. The Chain also deals with it, but with a bit more fire.

Deserving - Twilight finally tells Rusl that he was the wolf in the village during TP, but that also means dealing with some heavier topics. Colin half overhears them and forms his own conclusions.

Something Greater - The start of the "Hyrule can see magical auras" series! In this one we deal with Legend and his many rings.

Ocean Magic - Mermaid Legend and Zora Time have a race and then fight one of the Big Octos from WW! Fun times.

5. Do you respond to comments? Why or why not?

Every single one!! I love comments, they give me an excuse to ramble about my fic more!! I am always down to ramble about every single insignificant detail of any line and/or section. If you ever want more background info about one of my fics, look to the comments!

So please, I adore comments, I treat them like treasures, not responding to them would be a CRIME.

6. What's the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?

There's no contest; Inevitable, my (so far) only MCD fic.

7. What's the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?

Hmmm, that's hard to quantify. I usually try to end fics on a hopeful note regardless. I'd say possibly either Deserving, where Twilight reconnects with his family, or Shimmering Blue, Striking White, where Time meets the Fierce Deity settled down on Satori Mountain and they both get closure.

8. Do you get hate on fics?

Thankfully, no! I've been blessed with mostly amazing and patient readers, even when my upload schedule isn't the best.

9. Do you write smut?

No, not really. I've attempted it, but I'm too asexual for it lol

10. Do you write crossovers?

Very, very rarely. Mostly privately, and only very specific ones. Only a single one has had an actual plot, so far (more on that one in question 15!).

11. Have you ever had a fic stolen?

Nope!

12. Have you ever had a fic translated?

Also a nope! I tend to write for smaller fandoms, where these things don't tend to happen a lot!

13. Have you ever co-written a fic before?

I have! But it's been a while. Over a decade, in fact! I tried to find the fic to link it here, but it was on the German fanfic website fanfiktion.de, and my friend who posted it back then must have deactivated her account, because it's nowhere to be seen (I still have the Word file though!). It was a Multi-Crossover that started as an RP in a forum, and we took turns turning the RP into prose one chapter each. "If a Hero Turns to Dark" was its title. We were edgy teenagers.

14. What's your all-time favourite ship?

Hissssss. Bad question. Shoo. They are all equally important!!

But it's probably TenRose from Doctor Who.

15. What's the WIP you want to finish but doubt you ever will?

One of the very few crossovers I've ever worked on; a crossover fic between Assassin's Creed and Doctor Who, that I have mapped out in both chronological and timeline order, and yes, those are different. I only ever wrote about a quarter of it, since my primary audience of it disappeared when we graduated. I doubt I'll ever pick it back up properly, and if I do it'll probably go through heavy rewrites first since it's so old. Finishing it is a nice thought, but realistically, after 9 years it'll never be high priority enough for it to actually happen.

16. What are your writing strengths?

Dialogue, especially arguments, and emotional impact. I've been told I do really well making characters feel alive and believable! Also I like to believe I'm decent at setting a scene and giving it the vibe I want it to have!

17. What are your writing weaknesses?

I struggle with dialogue tags when nothing much is happening besides the talking. I always feel it's too bland, and fall back on the same phrases. My scene transitions could use some work too.

18. Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language for a fic?

I've done this with Japanese phrases, because I was a massive weeb. Usually I followed them up with their own translations, though; I'm not the biggest fan of footnote translations, unless they are properly linked to. Simple dialogue tags are my favourite way of indicating a language switch.

19. First fandom you wrote for?

Black Cat the Manga/Anime! It's a series about an assassin turned bounty hunter trying to live a life separate from his murdery past, but getting dragged back into things by still wanting to avenge his best friend's death. The series has a special place in my heart and my bookshelf, it left an imprint on 13-year-old me that will never leave.

20. Favourite fic you've ever written?

Probably Jailbreak, uncharacteristically enough! It's one of the only fics I never got stuck in once. Writing it was a great feeling from start to finish. I love writing all of my fics, but that was a special few days.

Tagging @ahrva @nowhere-to-go-but-down @silvercaptain24 and @aeghina! And anyone who wants to do it, really, go wild

[kikiwooo]

an mlbb writer omg ilysm ily and also i need some ling x f! reader smut in my life something gentle to rough would be heavenly. thank you and keep up the great work 🫶🖤

© @/ kikiwooo

notes: fem reader, smut

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don't heart the post, I want fucking reblogs idc that I'm being rude, it's what I deserve.

Ling is a passionate lover, even though he seems like a closed-off and no hands person. He would want to feel your body against his, to be able to hold you and feel you calms him. Ling is like a baby kitten to your touch, leaning and nuzzling into it.

Coming to something like this is a big step for him. As much as he's unexperienced he doesn't want his first with you to be ruined. He'll start gently as much as possible. Softly touching your body with his fingertips is his favorite.

" A-are you sure this is alright..? This is so embarrassing... "

Ling will start slow, he wants to be slow with everything. The moment the tip goes in, his eyes falls back of his head. He..needs a moment or two, he can't think straight right now. If you ask him why he's stopped all of sudden, he'll quickly and a bit messy excuse himself and focus on pushing his heat.

However, he'll quickly adapt to the feeling and start to be more faster, the pleasure is too much for him. The way his body burns, the tightness around his dick, the way your walls squeeze him, your chest..bouching from the thrusts, and- your noises. Inside him, Ling will become a beast. Thrusting way harder and faster before, your- squeaks, startled noises.

" H-ah, this feeliNG- Nnh-! i don't w-want it to stop.. "

In the end, his actions will leave both of you breatheless, Ling will try his hardest to not fall on top of you, though no promises.

[goszixx]

Can I take a look inside?

Note: I’m in love with this man

Warning: He calls you Mamas, oral female receiving, massages, he’s your boss, praising, in his office.

You could feel the sweat forming on your neck even in the cold air spewing out of the AC vent above you. You never understood why his office needed to be so cold. It’s not like it was hot outside either, just something the agent enjoyed. It’s not like you were able to question his methods. After all, he is Granger. One of the top agents in the organization, and your boss.

He batted his curled lashes at the report, dark eyes narrowing on on the letters marking the paper. Tan skin slid across the paper in hesitance, as if stuck on something. You assumed it was a typo and cursed yourself for it.

Whisky sat on his desk; a small portion settling in his custom made glass. “How does it look? I know we didn’t get the exact information you needed but…” trailing off, you hesitated to finish. The black office chair squeaked when your boss leaned back. A sigh left reddened lips. You couldn’t help your eyes tracing the perfect arch they made of the pretty point of his nose. His brows were thin, eyes narrowed.

It was best that you divert your attention to something else while he continued to read. The walls of his office were a pastel blue, his light born coat hung up in the corner of the room. His guns laid on the wall, along with a leather couch. Its pretty common for the agent to sleep in his office. From what you’ve heard, he rarely goes home.

“Thank you.” He mutters, eyes lifting to feel around your nervous frame. Awkwardly, you stood in front of him. He noticed how straight your back was and how your fingers picked at one another. “Is there something else you want to say?”

Sometimes it irked you how perceptive he was. “No.” Granger raised a brow at the slight hitch in your breath. Pushing his chair back slightly, he placed the report on his desk. He moved some other files over, creating a blank space on his desk. Leaning back in his chair, his hand ran through his mitched matched hair. It always seemed so fluffy, it almost made you jealous. “There is nothing else regarding the mis-“

“Then what is this about?” Granger cut off, nudging his chair farther back to create some room between him and his desk. His eyes lingered at the helm of your skirt to your exposed thighs. It was only for an instant, but you caught the glance. “It is nothing appropriate for a work setting.” Your voice came out in a shy manner. It bothered you how well the agent can thow you off your game. Even so, your face held straight.

“Sit.” He ordered, his chair rocking a bit from him adjusting. You hesitated, causing granger to raise a brow. “Can’t listen to your commanding officer?”

A lump built up in your throat. “That’s not it…” Painstakingly, you walked closer to his desk, taking a seat so you faced your commanding officer. Your thighs pressed tight together underneath your black skirt. Granger took his time taking in your position. Your hands held you up on the sides, one palm stuffed in the report you just gave him. The other gripped near the edge of the furniture; nails trying not to carve into the wood out of anticipation. “Are you tired?”

Granger watched your face, his hand reaching towards your exposed legs. He pulled one of your legs onto the arm of his chair. Rough hands caressed your smooth skin. The cold of the room contrasted with the warmth of the agent. His fingers worked into your calf before rubbing across your thigh. You couldn’t help but melt into the touch. “We are at work Granger.” You pushed out softly.

“No one will come in. Everyone is out for the day. Why don’t you tell me what happened, Mamas.”

The agent could feel you tense from the nickname, blush adding to your cheeks. His husk voice said it with ease no matter how embarrassed it made you. He switched focus, his hands moving to ease your other leg, spreading them in the process. “Did something happen on the mission?” He asked again. His eyes flickered to your blue panties, resisting the urge to take them off in a less appropriate fashion.

Lips pressed against the end of your thigh, large hands supporting the rest of the leg. The kisses persisted, getting slower and slower by the second. At one point, you wondered if Granger gave up on trying to get the information out of you. He seemed to just be enjoying your legs, the warmth, how soft they are. The smell of perfume stuck to your skin. It was sweet. “You smell how you taste.” He groaned, annoyed by how stubborn you were being.

Granger isn’t the type to let anger simmer. He rather everything be out in the open then be kept inside. “You had a mission with Silvana recently…” you started, blush adding to your cheeks. You refused to look Granger in the eyes as you utter your next words. “I got jealous.”

Silence. It would be a lie to say it didn’t make you anxious. Warmth left your legs slowly. They were placed gently back, hanging off the sides of his desk. The agent pushed back his chair. It thumped against the wall a bit. You slowly opened your eyes, surprised to see Granger on his knees, taking off his coat. He pulled the fabric off himself gingerly, his head tilted up to meet your wide eyes. “I can’t get this dirty but I need to show you there’s nothing to be jealous about.

Hands slid up your thighs, pulling you forward so his face was stuffed between them. The end of your skirt was bunched up by your waist, your pretty panties on full display. “Can I take a look inside?”

Teeth chewed at your lips as a finger pulled at the fabric of your underwear. Granger blinked a few times seeing the wet spot growing on the clothing. Once panties were off, an electric chill went down your spine. The sudden realization, of what is about to happen made you self conscious. Though, that feeling melted away when you you saw Granger bring your panties to his nose, taking a deep breath. The grip he had on your thigh tightened.

“Yes.” You whispered, eyes heavy as your boss ran kisses up your thighs. He put the panties in his lap as he focused on easing his hunger. “It was for a mission. You’re still mine Mamas, and I’m still yours.”

His wet tongue rubbed up and down your folds, gathering all the juices he could on his tongue. You couldn’t help but flinch when his nose bumped into your clit. Both of his hands adjusted your legs, making them draped over his shoulders. The movement made you struggle to balance. Granger gave a slow kiss on your clit before peeking up. “Squeeze your legs, no need to be shy.”

You did as told, pushing Granger onto your dripping cunt. The agent wasted no time picking up where he left off, leaving slow kisses on your clit. He sucked the bundle of nerves, his eyes closed and breathes heavy. Hands tugged into his hair when his tongue began to ease past your folds. He groaned, vibrating the skin. Between your soft hands tugging his fluffy hair and the moans coming from your lips, he couldn’t help the blood rushing to his cock.

Granger shifted slightly, wanting to focus his attention on you and you only. “There you go Mamas. Do you feel good?” The agents pushed his tongue past your fold again, this time repeating the action over and over. He was a starved man. How could he hold back when you make such beautiful noises?

“Yes, you feel so good Granger.” You cried, voice shaky as your legs squeezed him tighter. His hands massaged your thighs, making you flinch from the pleasure. They rubbed up and down your legs, easing you to take more of his tongue. His nose bumped against your throbbing clit; making you whine from the minimal friction.

Another whine came from your lips. You were trying your hardest not to pull his hair too hard from how good you felt. Wet noises corrupted the office, a small pop made it all stop when Granger removed his tongue. His head peaked up again, his lips red and covered in your sweetness. A goofy smile bloomed on the agents face. He was drunk off of you.

“Ready to come on my face, Mamas?”

It took you a moment to answer, your chest heaving as you tried to catch your breath. “Y-yes. Please Granger.” He didn’t need to be asked twice. The man gave slow kisses to your thighs again, pampering whatever skin he could get his hands on. He laid another kiss on your clit before rolling his tongue on the bud. His wet tongue slid across the nerves in a circular motion.

Granger kept his pace slow, wanting to feel you quiver against his tongue before speeding up. His lips curled from the fingers tightening in his hair. “Faster… fuck faster Granger.”

He did just that, his hands holding your thighs steady as his tongue worked you. Drool clung to your thighs as your cum coated his lips and nose. Granger helped your ride out your orgasm. His tongue slowing down on your clit before he laid kisses on your folds. You shifted uncomfortably, mewling from the overstimulation. “Grange-r-r…”

“I know, I know Mamas but let me clean up my mess. I can’t let your cum go to waste.”

[a-regular-ol-pill]

tbh breeding with aamon sounds like literal HEAVEN can we have a small fic of that please 🥺💞 tysmch! <3

No, because it does not 'sound like' literal heaven. It is heaven!

I'm Sincerely sorry for not formatting this, I looked at this and checked to see if what I saw is correct, I needed to get this done or else I'll go crazy over it while I'm doing other requests. Is this considered a drabble or something else? Ehh I'll put it with the zilong brainrot section. Sorry my mind is so dizzy from going crazy about your request! ><

Here's the link for more info on what you can request.

And here's the direct link to request ASAP!

!! NSFW 18+ !!

Just the fucked out face he'll have, getting drunk off your sweet little hole because he's holding back his release. The long hours when he just keeps holding back, and whimpering soft 'sorry's' to you because you've been overstimulated, to the point where you're so ready to be bred that you'll get pregnant off of his pre-cum. His cock will be oh so beautifully purple, and the veins on it will be constantly twitching, with the tip furious about not being able to cum that it just leaks without both of you knowing. The funny thing about being overstimulated, is that he overstimulates you without giving your poor little clit attention, it would be painful. If it weren't for his pelvis grinding down on you.

The countless whines you'd hear from him, and the sweat that literally soaked his royal sized bed will drive you insane. The frenzy and overflowing senses that he keeps giving you will make you pass out. But even if you wake up, he'll still be pumping and working his ass off to produce the most fertile cum imaginable. That's not even the end, too! After he pumps you so full with his cum, his hips would pull back— You'd think that he'll finally pull out. But noooo. The moment his cum started leaking out from you, and stained the bed, he'll frown and push his cock back in to fill you up with his cum again. He's not doing a good job if he lets anymore of his seed drip out of you.

Oh, and I almost forgot— He's so considerable with his words while fucking you, that you'll cum from that alone, even without being stimulated already! He picks his words so perfectly while hitting your spot. And your mind will go ballistic from thinking that he's teasing you. Even though he technically is. The husky but also continuously high pitched voice he uses sounds so hot, it might even come out of a yaoi audio if you're strong enough to record and post it. Gosh if you could pick a person you'd want to be with because of their swooning words, Aamon would be your best pick for that. One; "Yes love, cum. Do it for me, and you'll get a step closer to receiving my cum.. my seed.. you can carry my heir after this all ends." and you're melting.

The aftercare is so fucking fairytale like, you think you're dreaming from the constant drowsiness you're feeling during the whole thing. Want a bath because you feel dirty? Boom, he'll even make it with your favorite type of baths. Want some comfort snacks to ease your churning insides? There you go! He'll even add in your favorite beverage if it's available. You're the one that will give him an heir, and what kind of cruel person he is to not treat you right? He's already stated that he loves you, so he'll act on it in every way possible!

Anyways. I hope you enjoyed reading this, as much as I went crazy while writing it! Take care of yourself! <3

[goldemas1244]

Part of the reason why I want Moonton to expand the lore of Zhask, Kastiya, and his people is so I can calculate approximately HOW long his schlong is ratioed to his body size. Because evolution breeds advantage and I need to know HOW good OR bad life was there so I can define just how experienced or well-developed Zhask is sexually.

And it's canonical (via the MLA game) that Zhask obtained the Crystallized Predator skin thousands and thousands of years ago. Like how Star Wars happened a long long time ago but it was in a galaxy far far away so it might as well just be happening now y'know? He might as well just be a virgin and 40-something at this point (mad respects for this guy he's probably only ever jacked off and that's it). Maybe he'd be in his late-20s. Mid-30s. Early-40s. Whatever he sounds fucking old I'll go with 40-something because he's got that grampa voice but like, he's submissive and breedable you get me?

Would be respectfully funny if he stayed a virgin throughout though.

[vividvivy]

Intro + Rules!

♡︎; INTRO

Hello, my name is Vivy! This multifandom blog is for my Character X Reader fanfiction, so please feel free to leave any requests. A thing about me is that English is not my first language, so if you see any errors that make my sentences ungrammatical, please call me out on them so I can fix them. I also take constructive criticism. 

♡︎ — RULES!

Fandoms I write for:

Mashle: Magic and Muscles

Blue Lock

Twisted Wonderland

Mobile Legends: Bang Bang

I also write for "Honkai Impact 3rd" and "Ensemble Stars!!" but since I haven't played both games in a very long time, my brain isn't refreshed and I'm not updated with the new storylines, so whether I take requests on them or not depends on my stock knowledge...

My Rules:

I DON'T write Character x Character.

I DON'T write smut but I'm ok with slightly suggestive stuff!

I will NOT write anything illegal and immoral.

My Writing Style:

SCENARIOS, HEADCANONS, series

I write PLATONIC, ROMANTIC, ANGST

Social Media: TikTok, Discord, Instagram

politely begging for friends..

[halfpintpeach]

Fic authors self rec! When you get this, reply with your favorite five fics that you've written, then pass on to at least five other writers. Let’s spread the self-love 🤍

oof 5 favorite fics?

Terrible, Horrible, No Good, Very Bad Day - Neil as a below the knee amputee who has an adorable mobility support dog named Duke. He's a college professor and just so happens to be married to Professional Exy Player Andrew Minyard!

Faerie - (ongoing) A fantasy AU with types of magical beings from myths and legends operating alongside the human world. It's a world and story of my own creation and I love it so, so much.

Hey, Pumpkin - Andrew gets arrested after some fans spot him driving around known rival, Neil Josten's car. Nevermind the fact that they're secretly dating!

Gorgeous - 5+1 of people find out what Neil's pet name for Andrew is :)

Tearing My Seams; Lucid Reality - bottom Andrew smut fic :))

[echoedcrosshairs]

Those Who Fight Together - part 3

Summary: Undescribed Jedi female continued story with The Bad Batch in 3rd person 🖤Smut with a Plot series🖤

Warning: NSFW, Crude language, Violence, PiV, Self pleasuring, Oral (m receiving), losing v card

Word Count: 6.5k

18+ NSFW NO MINORS

Part 2 Part 4

Story Master List

Echo had been sitting at the automatic pilots seat to long he started to doze out, continuous having to rub his eyes to stay awake. He took his feet off the dash and decided to get up and stretch. Pacing back and forth, trying to think of every possibility what could go wrong when they got back. Crosshair did always have a way of getting into everyone's heads, but he had to be right. Regs are one thing but one of us? Everyone already looks down their nose at us and it was probably going to get worse.

Echo missed that Tech was talking to him, "Can you repeat that?"

"Great, everyone one this ship is distracted. Although I don't get the appeal of the act. I said can you realign the map and the thrusters but .02, we seem to be slightly off course and slower then usual."

"Oh yes," Echo said hunching over the dataport and doing the readjustments, "There's a secure message from Commander Cody to Reaper, priority yellow."

"I'll wake her," Tech said turning towards the Generals room, content to have an excuse to see how she was doing.

He knocked but there was no reply, he opened to the door to find her back in her pajamas and in her blanket. Recalling the sounds she made with Hunter, he blinked a few time doing his best to mentally block it out. Why is suddenly bothering him was unknown. He put his hand on her shoulder and shook her gently. Her eyes fluttered and she sat up. She looked up at him with his very rigid posture fiddling with his googles.

"You have a secure message from Cody, priority Yellow," Tech said handing her a holo, wanting nothing more then to dismiss himself.

"Hey Reaper, I overheard General Kenobi talking about the artifact you're after. I reached out to a couple contacts to see what I could find, I know you have coordinates but the planet doesn't exists in our star maps but I was able to find a name 'Oribos'. Don't know if that helps, good luck. Cody out."

"Oribos? Doesn't sound familiar, I'm not seeing any record of it anywhere," Tech said typing into his datapad.

"I have," you took the pillow from behind you, screamed into it and put it back down, "According to legend is a moving Sith Temple on tiny planet that relocates itself every ten orbital periods."

Wrecker heard the scream from the General's room, preparing to beat up any of his brothers that cause her the discomfort "What did he say?" Wrecker said staring down at Tech.

"Wrecker, it wasn't me but Commander Cody's information rely," staring with the Holo of Cody.

"He's our favorite Reg."

"Gather the squad, and meet in the pit in five."

"Alright," Wrecker said backing his large frame out of the only way out, he relaxed knowing that it wasn't anything that they did. He liked having her on board, she was nice and all of his brothers seemed obsessed with her too.

Once they left you found the book you snuck out of the forbidden section of library and looked over the passages on Oribos to make sure you had your fact straight. You took the book with you to the awaiting squad.

"I guess I'm the late one," you said closing the book, "The place we're going is most definitely a suicide mission, you have follow my orders when we get there whether you like it or not," you paused to stare at Hunter for an extra second, "We're going to one of the mobile Sith Temples, it is going to be crawling with traps, spirits of the dead and we must get the artifact and implode the planet. We can't afford for them to continue using it."

"Wasn't this suppose to be a Jedi artifact?" Wrecker said looking around.

"That's what we originally thought, yes. It could still be possible, but it's in Sith territory we have to assume the worse."

"What did you mean you weren't a Jedi," Crosshair said, his eyes doing there best to cut through you.

"I am neither Jedi nor Sith, I am simply the collector. I retrieve artifacts of old to keep them from being destroyed or used, they are studied and hidden not even where the force could find them."

"But you take orders from the council?" Echo said rising an eyebrow.

"I take suggestions from the council, I am part of completely independent group of Force Users."

"That explains... a lot actually. Could you have actually court marshaled me?" Hunter said with a grin while Crosshair groaned.

"And executed without a trial if I felt you were a safety hazard to this mission but both are a lot paperwork and I have better things to do."

"See you got nothing to worry about," Wrecked said smacking Crosshair with his fist causing his chair to wobble, "my bad."

"How perceptive," he said pulling his lip back.

Crosshair brought his eyes to you, letting their dark depths peer into her. He didn't know quiet to feel about her but it put a knot in chest and he didn't like. He especially didn't like the fact that Hunter touched her or was in her. Anger boiled up, he curled his finger into balls making his knuckles turn white. He did his best to relax his hand but it didn't relax his anger.

"How about we make a small detour, to blow off some steam?" You said feeling the tension roll off of Crosshair and Hunter.

"Excellent idea, I'll look at the next inhabitant planet and take us down," Tech said thankful for an excuse not to be the buffer between his brothers this time.

"I'd love some target practice or a non slime ball canteen where I could actually enjoy a drink."

"We'll be landing in a moment," Tech said over their com links.

"Can I get one of those" your eyes widened.

"I think I have a spare in the parts drawer," Echo said getting up.

You followed him to a small crate in the corner, you watched him dig through to the bottom and pull out an arm attachment out of the bottom. Echo's dataport arm put went under hers and used his good hand to tie it. You had an urge to reach out to grab his implant and tell him that he's still a man and that his mechanics didn't effect that but you kept yourself silent... but that didn't last.

"Don't forgot that your implants are just enhancements you're still a man, not a machine."

"Thank you?" He said with a puzzled expression.

"I feel that it bugs you, it's just a reminder."

Echo walked through showing you how to use it. It was pretty simple process, there wasn't much to it. He kept glancing at you but you couldn't place the look.

"Did I upset you?" You asked.

"No," he didn't want to have his conversation with his brothers around, they accepted him right away although they did make the occasional poke at his alterations.

"You can talk to me later," you whispered.

Echo gave a little nod before sitting down as the Marauder made its descent towards the planet. He watched her as she stared at the floor, quiet. He wondered how much she could sense of feel, whether she could turn it off or was it constant, how tiring that could be. He's fought along side a lot of Jedi but never thought to ask. He caught her eyes looking at him before they went back to the floor. The ship landed and his brothers got off but she seemed to want to get off last, he started to follow the others but she put a hand on his shoulder.

"You went with them because you didn't want to face your brothers on Kamino. You shouldn't feel like it makes you less than, you lived to fight another day. You are without flaw Corporal," you said letting his shoulder go.

"Thank you, General. I needed that."

"I know" you smiled feeling his mind quiet a little, you turned down the reception of feeling so you didn't have to feel how loud each of their minds were.

You followed him out and the ship's ramp closed behind you. You looked around at the port you landed in when a ship catch your eye, a white GAR ship with a grey stripe. What we're they doing all the way out here? You noticed the squad noticing it too.

"I guess we start with that," Hunter said heading towards the ship, but quickly realized it was empty.

"Probably at the local canteen," Tech said pulling up a map on his pad, "this way."

You followed him to a building to semi blacked out windows but the lights flashing. They were must definitely inside. You pushed between the boys and walked in first to find Wolffe and the pack sitting at a table.

"Go first us a table, I'll catch up," you said practically sprinting towards them.

Wolffe grabbed his face and shook his head, "Trouble showed up boys."

"What are you boys doing out here?" You ask folding your arms.

"Trying to hide from you, but that seems impossible at thing point."

"Awe I know you loved me one eye," you said while he groaned, "is he-"

"Didn't make it..." Wolffe started looking down the rim of his glass.

You quickly walked over to the counter, got a drink and returned, "To those who fought," you said raising your glass.

"To those who fought," they said in return and all of you slamming back the bitter drink, "I got to get back to the rag tag team, you boys be careful."

You sent down your glass and some credits on the table, and pointed at your squad and ordered them drinks. Walking over to their table you let your knuckles tap on it doing your best to hold back tears.

"I need some air, drinks are coming."

Doing your best to hold your dignity together you got outside and let your back slide down the side of the building, your butt hitting the ground with a soft thud. You leaned your head back against the building. Tears started flowing out, you kept wiping them away but they didn't want to see to stop. You barely knew the trooper but it was tearing you up, you could picture his smile, the feel of his lips on yours and how he looked at you, as just another person not a Jedi. You put your head between your legs, your head slightly spinning. So many troopers dead and so many more would be gone before this war was over, anger started rising up. The pretentious Jedi council, they could have ended this but relied to make on politics and didn't see anything wrong with all of the death. You took a deep breath trying to pull yourself together. You felt a head on your shoulder to look up to find Echo standing there.

"I may have overheard, do you mind?" He said.

"Be my guest, don't think I'm the greatest company right this second."

"I've served with many Jedi in my time, I've not once seen any of them cry over the loss of one of us. We're just clones, expendable" Echo said taking a seat, his voice threatening to stumble over the last word.

"The clones are anything but expendable," pure rage slipping out, "You all are flesh and blood individuals, you may look the the same but are anything but."

"The Galaxy doesn't seems to think so."

"But do you really hold yourself in such low regard?" You snapped at him.

"No..." He bought his hand to your face and wiped more tears before returning his hands to his lap, "You don't need to beat yourself so hard, we're bred for this and he went out like any soldier dreams too."

That made you cry harder, they were bred for this and battle drilled into their heads basically since they could walk. Couldn't anyone see them as more? He rested his mechanic hand under your face and took his good hand to wipe away the tears.

"If more people saw what you see in us, I think things would be different. Come on, we should probably try to get inside," he said standing up offer his hand.

You take it, wiping more tears from your face to notice one single rolling down face and the distant look on his face. The pain rolled off of him, remembering all of his fallen brothers. This time you wiped his tear.

"I think if more people fought along side them they would. Let's head back in."

Wrecker was on the verge on heading out the door when he saw them walk back in, her eyes were pink and her face was kind of puffy, "Was she crying over the dead reg?"

"Perceptive as always"

Wrecker got up and walked over to her with an ear to ear grin, "Come here," he leaned down and picked her up around the waist swinging her around in a circle, "No need to cry, you got us General. Wwon't die on you."

"That perhaps wasn't the best choice of words," Tech said looking up from his informative bodily article, trying to understand the connection that happened between people and if there was something wrong with him.

"She might just kill us instead," Crosshair wrinkled his nose at his empty glass.

"Just you Crosshair," you said with Wrecker squishing you still spinning like it's nothing.

You wiggled your arms up how of hold and put them around his neck, "This is fun and all but the boy are staring," you said noticing the eyes looking you, "Can you put me down?"

"Finee," he said setting you down, "Did it at least cheer you up a bit?"

"Yeah Wrecker it did."

"Good, It was kind of fun. I wanna do it again, come here grumpy," Wrecker said reaching out for Echo before he had time to jump out of here.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhh"

"General, I think you should at least see this," Wolffe said, causing you spin on your heel and look at the helmet in his hands.

The helmet was flipped bottom up to see where you see the inside, a picture of you in it. You took the helmet and spun it to see the two grey stripes on the helmet. You let out a deep breath trying to control yourself before handing it back.

"If you know where his body is and it's safe, bury him with it. Please."

Wolffe's eyes widen because he's never heard you say please "Oh I'll make it safe, come on boys we're going to do some target practice on some clankers."

"Thank you Commander."

"What are friends for?"

You smiled as he walked out, friends. It felt good, the Jedi didn't have attachments... but you could and would protect them until your last. You steadied Echo when Wrecker finally put him down, laughing at his very wobbly legs... you underestimated how wobbly and you both went down, you falling directly head first on his chest.

"Ow," Echo mumbled, "Really Wrecker? Really?"

"It was fun" he defended.

"You okay?" Echo said looking at you, making you realize you were still on his chest.

"Yeah," you said standing up and pulling him up, "Never better."

You took the seat between Hunter and Crosshair as another round of drinks were being bought over. Everyone needed to blow off steam and try to have some fun... but hopefully not to much fun that no one could fly the ship.

Hunter eyed Echo who wasn't making eye contact with any of them, "See what I meant?" Hunter said whispering in your ear.

"Keep whispering and I'll think your hiding something," Crosshairs voice was still cranky even after three drinks, unaware if they were helping his internal dilemma or not.

"Just trying to settle who's the better shot, me or you," doing your best to deflect the attention away as Hunter slipped his hand on top of your thigh.

"Is that even a question?" His eyes widening in disbelief.

"I guess we're just going to have to test that."

"This will be interesting," Tech said looking up.

"Or really stupid," Echo said squeeze the bridge of his nose.

"Awe you worried?"

"Maybe for someone's ego."

Hunter squeezed her thigh harder which made her back straighten to perfect posture, he made little circles with his index finger. Taking a drink he side eyed looked at her to measure her response before removing his hand and leaving it on table. He looked at Crosshair and Echo, both of them trying to give their best poker faces but falling miserably. He knew Crosshair had lashed the out in attempts to hide what he was truly thinking or feeling, but he was always a mystery. Echo however wore all of his emotions on his face no matter how hard he tried to hide it. Hunter eyed Tech, out of all of his brothers he doubted he had any interest in her. Maybe having a woman on board was a bad idea, especially one they all were interested in. A pit formed in his stomach, an uncomfortable realization came and he wasn't sure if he could give her that.

"Let's test that," Crosshair said finishing his drink, setting the cup down harshly.

"Maybe you aren't so boring after all," he watched her stand up, following her out.

They walked in silence to a near by rocky cliff with a brush of trees in the distance, "That tree, the one with the branch that jolts straight down."

You laid down in the rocks pulling your short rifle off your side. Your eyes trialed the sight lining it up the shot when you felt Crosshairs rifle lay on your shoulder, the barrel of it catching the side of your eye. Crosshair parted your legs with his body and put his elbow right against your ass, purposely wiggling it slightly to get closer to it.

"Now let's see who the better shot is," he said pulling the trigger.

The blast soared passed your ears but you were to distracted with how close he was to you. To even notice anything else. The accuracy with his shot and how just slightly he was leaning into your ass was enough to get a little water works flowing.

"Easy," you could hear the grin in his voice.

You took the shot the mark hitting slightly lower then his, "Farther?"

"The old one split in middle," Crosshair said looking at the tree several clicks further, blasting just one shot hitting the middle.

"Give me a challenge," you said blasting it, your shot this time a couple inches lower.

"The rock," Crosshair said looking far out at the single rock, it was even a little bit farther then his normal range for accuracy but it would at least make it interesting.

Your shot went even further down but still hitting it barely, Crosshair snickered his shot a little lower then the center but way better then yours.

"Not so Cocky now?" He laughed examining the where the two shots, "All talk no bite."

You adjusted your rifle and blasted five quick shots making a smiley face in the rock, "What we're you saying sniper?"

"I think she beat ya," Wrecker laughed somewhere behind us.

"You little..." he said firing further off, "There beat that."

You shoot, completely missed; without using the force you knew you couldn't hit that far, "Fine you win."

"I was always going to win," he said taking the rifle off your shoulder, standing himself up with his rifle it on his shoulder, "it was just a matter of time."

"What is your problem with me?" You rolled and flipped yourself up staring up at him.

"I don't think your fit to lead this squad for this mission."

"Why?"

Crosshair glared at Hunter, scowling at his brother,

"I think you're just mad it wasn't you," you pushed him backwards.

"You've probably been with every reg on Coruscant. I consider myself lucky," teeth bared at you.

"Say that again, I dare you."

"You'd like that wouldn't you to be called a wh-."

You shoved him as far with the force as you could of the rock zone, jumping to catch up bring your foot down on his chest. He grabbed your anklet and knocked you off balance. You tucked and rolled out of the way of his next punch.

"ENOUGH," Hunter shouted shoving himself in between you too, "That was way to far. Even for you Crosshair," Hunter said pulling the freshly gnawed on tooth pick out, "Given what I heard in your bunk the other night I don't think you care," Hunter attempted to whisper.

"Whatever," Crosshair said knocking his arm out of the way and walking off.

"Crosshair has always been severe, don't take it personally. It's his nature" Tech said following after him.

"That jump was awesome," Wrecker added trying to defuse the tension.

"Thanks big guy."

He still pissed you off but at least knowing who was toying with themselves while you were in the shower gave you some satisfaction. He was maddening but there was something about the perfect short smokey hair and the darkness of his eyes that were alluring. Getting back into the Maraunder you bee lined for your room. You took off for your room and face down flopped on your bed. Could you just get one simple day with out any complications?

Your door opened and someone walked through, "This better be important," you said propping your self up on your elbows so you could turn your head and see who was behind you.

He had an empty expression and a tooth pick in his mouth, leaning up again the wall staring at you.

"Wow, so statue worthy. What are you doing in here?" You ask twisting yourself around.

"Did you think of me while touching yourself in the shower?" He smirked.

"I have no idea what you're taking about. Now get out."

"I could hear you getting something out."

You got off the bed and stood infront of him returning his harsh gaze, "So were you. How about you just say what you want too instead of toying around it."

"I didn't like you screwing Hunter."

"You have been nothing but rude and disrespectful to me, why does that even matter to you-"

He shoved his mouth on yours, hot, heavy and demanding. He wasn't kind about the action. She infuriated him from the moment he saw her. He knew he was a disagreeable person with an abrasive attitude but she brought out feeling in him he didn't understand. She didn't push him away which surprised him, he put his hands to her hips and pushed her off much to her confusion.

"You deserve better," he said wiping his mouth and retreating out of the room.

"What in the Sith's hell just happened" you mumbled feeling the warmth in your lips to where his teeth had grazed.

You shook your head stripping yourself of your armor returning to a set of comfy pajamas.

Tech came walking in messing with his googles, "This seems to be an inconvenient time-" when he noticed the scene before him

"No come in, what's on your mind?" You asked, kicking the armor out of the way.

"What was the feeling like with Hunter?"

You let out a laugh louder then you wanted too, "I was not expecting that, I'm sorry. Can you be a little more specific?"

"Physically intimacy and it seems to be the only thing on their mind. I don't quite understand the appeal;"

"It's a tight feeling in your lower abdomen-"

"I am aware of the physical effects, I was referring to during the actual act."

"I can't really describe it, it's an adrenaline rush when your instincts just kind of take over."

"Hmm, thank you. Not very helpful."

"Come here," you patted next to you on the bed.

Uncomfortably Tech shifted weight the pro's and con's but decided on sitting. Tech wasn't going to pretend the prospect didn't interest him in the slightest, but he wanted to know what made it so mind consuming. You traced a finger from his knee towards his crotch, then from his lips to collar bone and finally down down his spine.

"I don't know if you experience things the same way we do, but it's kind of like that. The anticipation of what's next but in a pleasuring way."

"Fascinating, people find that arousing?"

"You've never...?"

"I haven't seen the point, it's not essential information to preform my task."

"How about a partial demonstration for... scientific purposes?"

"I suppose it would help me better understand."

You walked over the door looking at him while throwing the latch to keep the door shut, he stood and up started taking off his armor pieces just leaving him in his blacks. You dropped your pants and upclipping your bra just leaving your panties on and lose shirt on and pulling the black shirt over his head. You gently pushed him towards the beds and he got the hint to lay down.

You let your tongue trace from his abs up to his neck, "You are going to have to tell me what you like," you murmured in his ear.

"The center of my chest made my heart rate spike a little bit."

"I need you tell me which three of these sensations feel better" you said alternating between kissing, licking, sucking and biting down his chest until where his blacks met his hips.

"The licking and sucking definitely did the most."

You dropped your eyes to notice a very slightly bulge starting, "Good."

You let your tongue trace his pecs and each muscle covered rib sucking a tiny trail down, letting your tongue trace the protruding muscle ridge around his hips.

"That feels good" Techs voice started shaking, it was quiet a pleasurable experience just being touch.

You hovered over him, letting your tongue trail from up grazing his Adam's apple and eventually kissing him letting one hand wander down to his blacks. You slipped your hand under the waist band running your fingerings along the little blood veins that stuck out. He inhaled sharply, a small amount of haziness beginning to cloud his vision. Your fingers find the tip and his hips buck out a little.

"Do you want more or do you think that's enough data for today?" Letting your fingers gently stroke one side.

"I am quiet over stimulated that my cognitive ability has declined a small amount. Will that wear off by its self within a reasonable amount of time or does this need to be completed?" His voice hitched every couple words.

"Sometimes it can take an hour or two. It's your call."

"Then let's proceed, it'll be my shift in an hour and I have to be-" you cut him off wrapping your whole hand around his cock, giving it a few pumps.

You removed your hand and pulled his blacks down to ankles, not quiet sure if you wanted to spend the time taking his boots off. You nuzzled yourself between his legs looking down at his arisen cock, letting your hand guide along the length of it. Keeping one hand on his pulsing dick you brought your other hand over his shoulder so you could stare down at him watching the complete haze take over his eyes with him trying to control his breathing.

"Hand, mouth or my soft bits."

"What do you recommended ?"

Tech was in over his head, but had to return to a state of normalcy so he be proficient, the racing heartbeat or the pound pulse between his legs had to subside. He tried to keep his hands still at his sides not knowing what to do with them, she interlaced one hand with his. Her touch was soft and warm, her mouth was even warmer against his. He may have thought he was above such behavior but biologically he did have a deep urge to finish. 

Her other fingers racked against Google band, "I want to be able to see this," he didn't know why that came out so suddenly but he was happy when she smiled at him.

He thought she was tender even with him, from what little he knew about the act it was always anything but and this was definitely unlike the noises he heard when she was with Hunter, this was something else.

Keeping one of your hand interlaced, you trailed back down him bringing your tongue to the bottom side of his cock and licking up to the tip. Your  tongue played with tiny split before taking him into your mouth. Instinctively he bucked his hips shoving him further into your mouth. You smiled around his cock looking up to see him staring down at you and his lips parted. Your tongue stroked the bottom of him while the small ridges the top of your mouth rubbed against the tip. You watched as his other hand went to his hair, taking a fistful of it. A tiny bit of pre cum escaped, a little moan escaped him. Your mouth retracted to the tip, sucking your cheeks in to add more suction as you took all of him into your mouth and even the beginning of your throat which moan him moan even more. You sucked harder when you felt his legs under you start shaking.

Your free hand trialed to the soaking parts, there was something so beautiful about someone's first especially someone who deserved it to be someone who actually cared. Your fingers found your clit, circling around your head causing little jerks in your hips and your breathing to stop and start. You moan reverberated on his cock causing it squirm in your mouth. Your hole started pulsating without anything in it, yearning for it to be filled but you didn't want to put him in this time; you just wanted him to enjoy it.

You stuck your fingers inside yourself, "Tech.." you moaned feeling what was was coming from your core to your toes trying to curl.

More salt escaped him, you took him back as far as your throat would allow. You kept bobbing your head, just barely and swallowing trying to coax his orgasm. It didn't take that long after moaning name. A lot came pouring from him down your throat, probably the most you've swallowed at one time. You opened your mouth but letting your tongue trail up getting any thing you missed and flicked it over the tip.

You were still on the verge of orgasming when he took your chin, "Look at me until you cum, I want to know if the response is the same" he said panting, sweating glistening down his chest and forehead.

Your whole body started shaking, your eyelids fell to have slits and you could barely keep your mouth closed. It was an intense almost painful release as you covered your hand with your own cum. Your hips and toes hurt from how hard you had them curled. His face was hard to read but he pulled you up and laid you next to him, both your legs still twitching.

"That was... unique," his voice trembled, looking at where he was finally beginning to soft and then at you.

You placed your hand on his chest and it shook slightly to the touch, "I don't know what was... I don't even think I could describe it," you said in disbelief.

"It's not always like that?" He asked trying to relaxing himself

"It's stronger depending on you're connection to the person."

"What was it like with Hunter?" He asked trying to distract himself from what just happened.

"Felt like I was going to be sick.. but in a good way and then really tired."

"That's how I feel," Tech said feeling his heart pound all over.

Putting yourself under his arm you put your leg on top of his, and listened to his uneven breathing. His face was unreadable besides the small tremble of his lips. You down to see a little more fluid had spilled out of him. You wiped it off of him and stuck it in your mouth lapping it up, another soft moan escaped him.

"You held back a lot of noises didn't you?" You asked him.

"Indeed. It was... a lot of stimulus at one time."

"Sorry, I probably should have used my hand."

"It was still quite pleasant. I'm not sure if my legs could support me right now."

"I don't mind if you stay until your shift."

You grabbed his hand laid it with yours on his chest, his breathing finally starting to steady. It was peaceful. You looked at him, taking his form in. A single tear escaped your eye.

"Did I inadvertently do something?" Tech asked puzzled.

"No. You didn't do any thing, handsome," the compliment slipping out.

"Then what is it?" He flustered shifting his googles.

"Worried you all will die too"

"While it is bound to happen, that is not something you need to concern at this moment."

"Do you know that you smell nice?" You asked changing the subject.

"Given how much I was sweating, I doubt that."

"No you do," you said licking the semi dried sweat on him.

He shuddered a little bit, "I feel obligated to let you win this."

"Thought so," you said letting out a laugh, "Does this complicate things?"

"If you're meaning between us then no."

"Good."

"You're still thinking about it aren't you?"

"Yeah..."

Tech rolled himself over you, pinning you under him, "I also feel obligated to try to distract you," leaning down and kissing you.

Tech scolded himself, he wasn't versed in ways to comfort someone but hoped this enough to take her mind off of it. He didn't want to talk about how he was very aware she was going to outlive all of them whether they died in battle or the accelerated aging. However he could make her happy in the now.

He kissed down your neck, you could tell he was trying to imitate what you did trying to figure how what he liked... he was very good at figuring things out. He slide his hand under your shirt gently scooping your breast up and running his thumb over your nipple. It harden to his touch, he slide the baggie shirt over your head leaving your chest exposed for him to look down at. His fingers traced were he had put the patches when you were done with Hunter, conflict read across his face.

"Your turn, what is it?"

"If leaving the marks hurt why people do them, I understand it’s a territorial mark but besides that what is the appeal?"

You pulled the side of his throat to your mouth, sucking each kiss down until you finally the perfect spot, "Kriff" the moan escaped him almost like a plea which caused you to suck harder on the spot.

"Because of that feeling," you said letting go.

"That... elicited a reaction."

"Do you want me to help you with that again?"

Tech’s leg involuntarily started lightly shaking, he finished kicking off his shoes and his blacks. "I rather this time be more pleasurable for the both of us. Because this time it feels... more painful."

Your hand fluttered to his cock, it was definitely harder then before with warm droplets of precum falling on on your stomach. A very light red glow spread across his face, who pulled a hand up to fix his googles. You put it together he does it when he's nervous and found it seriously cute.

You pulled your underwear to the side, "Do you want to be on top? Or do you want me riding you?"

He inserted himself slowly into your soaking hole, gliding in without any resistance. He pulled himself almost all the way out slowly pushing it back in. He was gently scooping his arm under your armpit so he could hold the back of your neck. Your core tightened pulsating your vagina around him. A string of moans escaped him each louder then the last.

"Quiet, the other are going to hear."

"They already have," Tech said quickening his strokes, "I'll let them hear you instead," he added being a little rougher with his pounding making your vocals louder then his.

With his grip on the back of your neck he tilted your head towards his, “Say my name again,” he deliberately slowed his pace nearly pulling out each time before gliding back in.

Your eyes were barely staying open, “Tech… please.”

“Krifff—“ he said pounding himself into you full force, trying to control how loud you both were forgotten.

Tech didn’t understand where the sudden feeling came from, sex was a basic human desire but one that had alluded him until now. He wanted nothing more then to cum in you, he was starving and wanted nothing more then to feast upon you to get this urge out of his body so he could go back to normal. He watched as your eyes kept threatening to shut but would jolt back open with every thrust back in.

“Tech- I’m going to—” you felt your hips start tilting forward, toes curl and your cum coat his cock.

“If you can do one more time,” he panted, his abs visibly tensing and relaxing.

You quickly moved two fingers down to your clit and went to town on it, causing your complete lower half tremble. It wasn’t long until you came again completely squishing his cock with your orgasm causing him to paint your insides white and he kept going until he was sure everything was out.

“I could do that all day…” Tech said trailing off.

“If it’s like that every time, I’d let you” you panted, barely being able to hear anything over your raging heartbeat.

"Tech. You're never late," you both heard Echo's voice from Techs com-link.

You giggled as he got up and nearly failed visually watching his thigh muscles twitch, "I'll be there in a couple moments," quickly retrieving a small towel from his tactical belt pouch so he could dry off his soaked dick to put his clothes back on and tossed you the mink towel.

You folded in up and put your underwear back correctly so it could hold the towel in place, "I'm gonna to shower, I'll leave after you."

"There isn't much on this ship that happens without each other knowing and given how loud we both were more then likely everyone knows.”

“Yeah everyone knows, and we’re going to talk about it as soon as reaper gets out of shower,” you both heard Hunter say through the coms.

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hi! my names melon!

i’m an avid manga/manhwa reader and i enjoy a multitude of fandoms and shows <3

i’m a trans man that uses he/him pronouns

NOTIXE : I’m restarting my blog bc i messed up so if you saw a dupe of this acc just ignore it lol

.ೃ࿐ dni

if you are fem aligned! as much as i love my girlies you have plenty to read on this app <3 you are more than welcome to my gn! reader works tho! just no m. reader please

you are under the age of 16! i just feel extremely uncomfortable with knowing young teens can read my works so please respect my wishes. as i sometimes write some pretty snuff like stories.

if you're racist, homophobic, fetisher, pedo etc - pretty much the normal dni type of stuff.

i do check blogs and if you don't have your age indicated or you have a weird gross vibe i will block you

.ೃ࿐ who can interact / please interact if :

male aligned / no / gender fluidreaders

anyone the age of 16

manga/manhwa readers pls my inbox is open send me a message if you want a chat!!

mlbb players

nanami kento lovers

ೃ࿐ how my content works

i sometimes write some pretty dark themes (nsfw) i’m not a huge fan of smut but i can write it if i feel like it !

i will write what the title is, what theme it is and a short content and trigger warning! if i do miss any cw/tw’s please dm me only so i can add it

im still figuring out how this app works so requests are open! they just might take a few days more than normal.

if you don’t like my content please just scroll instead of sending hate

.ೃ࿐ what i can write

as previously mentioned i can write some dark themes - so a mixture of sfw and nsfw

kinks : masochism, sadism, bondage, bdsm, exhibitionism, dirty talk, impact play, orgasm control, praise/degradation, breeding, blindfold, breath play, humiliation, voyeurism

i will not write : large age differences, step-cest, incest, beastiality and f! readers

i’ll write : dom/sub m!/ftm!/nb! reader, dilf! reader/character, service top/bottom/dom/sub, m! preg, drugging, threesomes, pegging, anal/oral, face fucking/sitting, corruption, manipulation, mutilation, kidnapping, gaslighting, blackmailing, murder, self harm, suicidal themes, cheating (only if it’s the character not the reader), cannibalism, torture, yandere, non-con/r

ೃ࿐ fandoms i write for

anime : jujutsu kaisen, chainsaw man, overlord, code geass, that time i got reincarnated as a slime, death note, tokyo ghoul, rising of the shield hero, castlevania, black butler

manga/manhwa : solo levelling, lookism, noblesse

games : genshin impact, resident evil, fnaf, fear and hunger, mobile legends: bang bang, call of duty

movies/shows : lord of the rings, fight club, avatar

etc :

.ೃ࿐ masterlist !

: ╰┈➤ jjk

nanami kento x gn! reader - short fluff

ೃ࿐ upcoming works :

: ╰┈➤ domestic househusband nanami kento

: ╰┈➤ childe (tartaglia) with an obsessive fatui harbinger

: ╰┈➤ star struck denji meeting a devil hunter who can wield the void