#og sub zero x reader

[bihansthot]

Title: Relax

Rating: Explicit (filth, pure unadulterated filth) Adults only, 18+

Pairing: Bi-Han x f!reader

Summary: After a long day of work you try and alleviate the Grandmaster’s stress.

Author’s Notes: finally I’m able to write something good! Y’all wanted a Bi-Han x f!reader and that’s what y’all got! I felt accomplished after finishing this one so as always likes, comments and reblogs are highly, highly appreciated or gush in my inbox or dms that’s great too! Basically please feed my ego, she’s starving.

You bite your lip and hold back a whimper as you grind your ass salaciously against the cryomancer’s impressive erection. It’s not often Bi-Han lets you be on top but the Grandmaster had had a stressful day of running the Lin Kuei and was in the mood to be a little spoiled.

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“Let me take care of you Bi-Han, you look exhausted,” you rub Bi-Han’s impressively well-muscled shoulders in an attempt to try and get his tense body to relax.

He heaves a heavy sigh, one of sheer stress and fatigue as one of his cold hands lays on top of yours, “I, I guess I could be persuaded to take it easy tonight.”

“Oh, taking it easy was not what I had in mind, I just figured you could use a break Polar Bear,” you smile at him suggestively and lead him away from his study back to the main bedroom of the Grandmaster’s chambers.

“Hm, is that so?” The cryomancer chuckles deeply, the sound reverberating in the stone room, the sound shooting straight to your core, filling it with a familiar warmth reserved only for your icy lover.

You lead Bi-Han to the bed you share with the cryomancer and knock him playfully back onto the plush, fur-covered bed. You climb on top of him, straddling his narrow hips and rubbing a hand against his clothed manhood, licking your lips as you feel the outline of his cock through the linen fabric. “Well that’s unusual,” you muse quietly as your fingers trace the edges of his cockhead teasingly.

Bi-Han’s eyes flutter closed and he exhales deeply, “what’s unusual qīn?” The cryomancer lifts his hips slightly trying to get more comfortable on the large bed.

“You’re soft,” you whisper almost as if you were in disbelief as you run your index finger along the underside of his still impressive shaft.

“I’m not hard 24/7 qīn, paperwork doesn’t exactly thrill me,” he chuckles as he runs a hand through your hair casually tucking a strand behind your ear before his grip tightens. “Besides, I think you might have an idea on how to remedy this slight problem,” he gives you a smirk as he forces your head down slightly.

“Oh, I know what’s on your mind, but I have something different planned,” you state before untangling yourself from the cryomancer’s grasp and flopping next to him. “Roll over,” you demand, earning a raised eyebrow for your actions.

Reluctantly Bi-Han obeys and rolls onto his stomach, “ok, now what?” He questions and you can hear the tired annoyance in his deep voice.

“Take off your uniform,” you instruct and straddle him once again waiting for the cryomancer to disrobe.

He grunts in annoyance, “I can’t with you on me, I can’t undo the belt like this, or my gauntlets, or my tabard, or anything really.”

You grumble and roll your eyes as you once again flop dramatically next to the Grandmaster, “ok, ok, why do you wear so many layers in the first place? It’s not like you get cold.”

He shrugs and stands up to begin disrobing, “tradition I suppose? Familiarity? It’s how I was raised to dress, besides the armbands look cool and you know it.”

Your face falls at another one of the Grandmaster’s horrible ice puns, “Bi-Han, no, just no, stop, please, you promised not while we’re being intimate.” You bite your lip before you can chastise him further as his belt and tabard are casually discarded and you're staring at him in his skintight black undershirt, the ebony fabric hugging every curve and bulge of Bi-Han’s beautifully muscled back. You can’t help but sigh contently and think how lucky you were that the cryomancer came into your life.

He tugs at the tight, stubborn shirt until it’s finally off, and he shakes his head as the shirt had pulled his hair loose too. His shoulder-length ebony locks fall messily around the cryomancer’s handsome face as he looks over his shoulders at you, giving you a predatory look.

“Back on the bed Bi-Han,” you order giving him a stern yet playful look as you pat the fluffy furs next to you.

“Tch,” the cryomancer replies before dramatically flinging himself face down on the bed and grunting in the process.

You once again climb astride the well-muscled cryomancer, you move his hair to the side and press a soft, loving kiss to the nape of his strong neck before moving your hands to glide over his tense shoulders. You frown at how hard his shoulders feel under your touch as you start to rub them, you don’t have particularly strong hands, so you don’t know how much relief you can actually bring to the cryomancer, but you know the gesture is appreciated. You hum softly as you work his flesh harder trying to alleviate the built-up stress and tension that came with being Grandmaster of the Lin Kuei. He groans deeply as you hit a particularly nasty knot and the vibration of Bi-Han’s contented sigh makes your stomach do little flip flops as his enjoyment has you soaking your panties with desire. It becomes harder and harder to concentrate on the cryomancer but you try not to think about your own desires as your hands glide over his well-defined shoulder blades working your way lower to his lower back. No sooner had you started massaging his lower back Bi-Han let out a noise that caused molten lava to nearly boil over in your already tensed stomach, a soft sound halfway between a moan and a plea and you’re beside yourself with desire hearing him so vulnerable, so needy. “Oh Bi-Han,” you moan softly and can’t help but slowly grind yourself against his perfectly chiseled thighs.

“That feels so good,” he rumbles against the blankets as he buries his face deeper into the sheets to quiet another embarrassing sound, not really aware of the effect he was having on you.

He stretches his arms over his head and you gasp audibly at the way his muscles flex under his movements. You’re struggling between your desire to keep rubbing his beautiful body and jumping him that second, you shake your head rapidly trying to keep your desires at bay as you work your fingers deeper into his cold flesh. You whimper softly and rock your hips back and forth as your hands knead his muscular flesh, “I… I can’t do this anymore Polar Bear, you’re driving me crazy.” You tug his pants down and help flip him over and gasp in awe at the sight of his dripping erection laying against his rock-hard abs. You bite your lip and hold back a whimper as you grind your ass salaciously against the cryomancer’s impressive erection. It’s not often Bi-Han lets you be on top but the Grandmaster had had a stressful day of running the Lin Kuei and was in the mood to be a little spoiled.

He sucks in a breath before slowly licking his lips, “you’re far too clothed qīn,” he starts pawing at your top impatiently.

You don’t make him wait as you throw your top on the floor to join his discarded clothes, you struggle with the clasp of your bra for a moment before you feel his icy hands on your back making quick work of the closure. Your breast bounces free as they’re quickly encased in his cold hands rubbing and squeezing them as he breathes a content little sigh and you laugh softly because no matter how many times Bi-Han played with your breasts he always acted like it was the greatest thing in the world. You let him continue to assume himself with your tits as you peel yourself out of your pants and rub your ass against his cock again as if to remind him there was more to this than just playing with your breasts.

Bi-Han had other plans it seemed though and you gasp as his icy mouth latches itself to your nipple and his tongue deftly swirls around the hardening nub as your hands tangle in his soft strands of hair. His hands move to your hips and he lifts you up to guide his cock to your entrance as he lowers you slowly, letting you adjust to his girth and cold. He nips lightly at your nipple as he teases your dripping cunt with just the tip of his impressive length, holding you in place while you wriggle and whine in his clutches.

“Bi-Han please,” you hiss insistently trying to force your hips to join his, placing your hands on his bulging pecs.

He just hums against your breast as if contemplating your request, he bucks his hips up teasingly fucking you with just the tip. Obviously unaware you were the one who was supposed to be in charge of this little tryst. He doesn’t say anything, he doesn’t acknowledge your whines or pleas as he licks and sucks his way to your other breast.

You squeal from the cold as your tit is enveloped in his cold mouth, “Bi-Han! Stop teasing and let me fuck you!” You cry out exasperated, your want dripping down the length of Bi-Han’s huge cold cock. He smiles wickedly around your breast, his ice-blue eyes glinting in the candle-lit chambers as he loosens his grip on your hips and lets gravity take over. You cry out as your suddenly full to the brim of the cryomancer’s thick cold cock, you pant and whine as you feel too full as his cock rearranges your insides. “You… you asshole,” you pant and moan as he laughs and the vibrations radiate through your body, you rapidly lick your lips as you steady yourself atop the cryomancer. You take a deep breath to steady yourself and slowly lift your hips as you tentatively start to ride the cryomancer, you flex your thighs as pleasure sings through your body. You keen softly as Bi-Han’s huge cock fills your tight pussy, you lean back so you’re on the heels of your feet as you start to bounce rhythmically on the cryomancer’s cock. “It’s so big,” you whine and Bi-Han is unsure if that’s a compliment or a complaint.

He lets your breast free with a loud pop as he lays back and lets out a pleasured groan, “you’re doing such a good job taking my cock qīn, you look so pretty up there bouncing up and down on my cock. I know it’s a lot, but you’re my good girl, I know you can do it.” He praises encouragingly, eyes fluttering shut as he leans his head back.

You moan loudly at his words not caring for once if the other Lin Kuei can hear you or not, you lean forward and brush his disheveled hair out of his face as you continue to bob and grind on his cock. Your hands grope and scratch at his pecs as you drive his cock deeper and deeper inside your slick cavern, pleasure curls tighter in your stomach as you continue to fuck the cryomancer. Your cries rise in octaves as you find that sweet spot and hurriedly repeat the movement, relishing in the feeling of the cryomancer’s cock brushing against that spot that made you see stars. Your thighs ache and tremble with exertion as you continue to ride him, you pant with pleasure and exhaustion unsure you’ll be able to keep this up much longer.

“Un, good girl, good girl,” Bi-Han groans as he begins to move his hips in time with yours, driving his cock deeper with each thrust. His cold hands find your hips again and grip them tightly as he helps alleviate some of your strain with the support of his strong arms.

“I can’t, I can’t,” you whimper and whine as you keep rocking against his thick cock, trembling in his grasp as you feel your orgasm looming. You breathe heavily, the condensed air coming out in thick puffs due to the cryomancer’s close proximity, “Bi-Han, I’m going to, oh fuck I’m gonna…” you trail off as your head begins to loll to the side. You pant uncontrollably as pleasure jolts through your body like lightning surging through your body as the tight coil in your belly snaps, you practically shriek his name as you bury him as deeply inside yourself as you can. Your tongue falls out of your mouth as your eyes roll into your skull as you tremble atop the cryomancer trying your best to ride your orgasm as you’re consumed with pleasure. You jerk and thrash wildly as your want gushes out around his slick cock dampening his thick, black nest of curls, you can feel every little twitch and pulse of his cock in your blissed-out state and it isn’t enough. “Please, Bi-Han, please Grandmaster, I want to cum again, your cock feels so good, but I can’t move anymore,” you whine and plead with your lover, tears of desperation welling up in your eyes as your so deliciously full of the cryomancer’s perfect cock.

“Don’t worry, I’ll take care of you,” Bi-Han reassures you before effortlessly flipping your position so he’s the dominant one. He licks his lips at the sight in front of him as you’re laid bare in front of his icy gaze, “I’ll make you cum so hard you won’t remember your own name.” He rubs your clit as he presses his cock back inside the tight confines of your hot, wet pussy and groans, balls tightening close to his body.

Your body jerks at the sensation and you cry out, “oh please, please,” you continue to beg mindlessly engrossed entirely in the pleasurable sensation. Your back arches as his cold fingers rub tight circles around your clit and his cock continues to onslaught your g-spot, he was so good at this, almost too good, he knew exactly just how to play your body as if it were a fine instrument. You pant his name, a broken litany falling from your parted lips as he continued to thrust into you hard and fast, you could tell the cryomancer was chasing his own orgasm now. Bi-Han’s thrusts became shorter, more erratic, his breath heavy and labored as he continued to plow into you with the vigor of a man who was not half asleep at his desk moments earlier. The bed creaks and groans in protest as you hear the all too familiar sound of slapping flesh on flesh and wet squelching sounds that often accompanies lovemaking. You squeeze your eyes shut tightly as you feel the first waves of pleasure descending upon you, “Bi-Han,” you cry and bite your lip trying to keep your cries under control, unsure you could handle Tomas’ uncomfortable glances again. You can no longer keep your cries in though as you let out a loud shout as pleasure floods your body and you’re once again left senseless. Stars burst in front of your tightly closed eyes as your stomach clenches almost in protest at the pleasurable onslaught wrought by Bi-Han’s actions.

His lips are soon on your neck before his sharp teeth sink into the soft flesh of your neck easily tearing the delicate flesh as he muffles his cry of satisfaction. His groan turns even more pleasured as the crimson liquid oozes ever so slightly into his mouth, he’s quick to release his bite and lap at the angry crescent mark apologetically.

Your world is in turmoil as you continue to writhe beneath the cryomancer, the pleasure seemingly endless as you feel his release painting your insides a snowy white. You pull his hair subconsciously as you ride out the last bits of pleasure you can, you whine his name pitifully as you pull him in for a sloppy, blood-stained kiss, loving the coppery taste of your blood staining the cryomancer’s cold lips. Your tongues lazily battle for dominance before the cryomancer collapses on top of you and you’re buried under 240-some-odd pounds of solid, freezing-cold muscle. “Polar Bear,” you whine uncomfortably shoving at the unmovable mountain.

“Ugh,” Bi-Han mumbles as he rolls off you, “fuck me.” He breathes softly before pulling you close to his chest.

“I just did,” you chastise him shooting him a look. You shiver and yawn sleepily before pulling one of the thick fur blankets over your naked body doing what you could to preserve your body heat as you curled up to your veritable ice cube.

“Yeah and you did a lovely job, I’m very proud of you,” he yawns loudly and pats your head before stroking it lovingly, his now brown eyes closing contentedly.

“You really should start letting your brothers do some of the work Bi-Han, yes you’re Grandmaster, but you don’t have to do everything alone,” you sigh softly curling up against him. You’re met with light snoring for a response and you sigh and shake your head softly before closing your eyes, trying to ignore the dull ache in between your thighs as you drift off into a pleasant slumber next to the one you loved most.

[mrstsung]

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For recently, i have decided to not make any x reader fics and hcs for other people for the character shang tsung. I do not wish to share this particular character. So he is off limits. But anyone else is fine.

I do not post often here so apologizes if i dont get to anything right away.

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I write hcs and imagines mostly. Full length fics are harder for my nurodivergent brain to do.

*added* i can write my own verse of mk12/mk1 shang tsung. But again i won't be writing him for anyone else,just myself or hc ideas. So if you wanna hear about them. I can do that. But sadly no x readers anymore of him. Again this is a personal choice.

Characters i will do:

Liu kang

Kung lao

Raiden

Fujin

Kuai liang (SUB ZERO/TUNDRA)

Hanzo hasashi(THE ONLY SCORPION!)

Bi-han(NOOB SAIBOT AND OG SUBZERO)

Reptile(lizardman look only because y'all cowards. Im not sorry)

Shao kahn

Johnny cage

Jax

Kabal

Kano

Erron black

Sindel

Kitana

Jade

Mileena

Goro

Kintaro

Sheeva

Quan chi(yes even him)

Shinnok(tho im not as good with him so plz bare with me)

Characters i won't do,things i can't do:

Any of the other elder gods besides shinnok because im not as good with them. So apologies.

Any of this titan nonsense. They don't exist to me. Sorry.

Shang tsung. He's my blorbo. And i have decided to not share or write for him anymore. So i really do apologize but i can't trust writing for other people with this character. I wanna write and self ship with this character in peace. So plz do not request any writing with shang tsung from now on. All my writing,art,kontent, for shang will be exclusively for myself only.

I do not write god liu kang(unless a corruption arch au idea?) Nor write him as some savior. You get the real chosen one or nothing at all.

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[weirdlittlecorner]

Don't Forget

Notes: fluff, light angst

Plot: Your husband has been dispatched on a deadly mission. Set pre-MK 2021

A/N: Let's hear it for my very first Bi-Han work. I finally got off Kuai Liang's dick long enough to write something for the OG, so, enjoy 😅

Tags: @lilliannmac @icy-spicy @bihansthot @onesillybeach

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“You don’t have to do this,” A s/c hand pinched the opening of your dressing gown closed as you chased after your dear husband.

“Yes, I do,” Was the cold response you were given.

“Why?” “Do not question the Grandmaster’s commands,” He snapped, more than weary of your constant questioning.

You merely shook your head in disbelief that he had spoken to you in such a manner. In disbelief that he seemed to have such little regard for you, the supposed love of his life. Seeing your solemn expression, the Cryomancer made his way over to you. He cupped your cheek in his cold hand, rubbing the flesh with his thumb. Bi-Han hated fighting with you. Hated making you upset. But this mission was bigger than the both of you. You’d see. He would be back in a week. Two at most. And when he came back, your lives would be completely different. Your husband sighed as he looked into your beautiful e/c eyes, “Hanzo Hasashi’s head is of great value to the Grandmaster, and once I have it, we will be rich beyond our wildest dreams,” He promised you.

In his years of service to the Lin Kuei, Bi-Han had earned the Grandmaster’s cultivated favor. He would not disappoint him now. Not obeying his commands was simply not an option, anyway. And it was no secret that disobedience carried harsh consequences. But success, on the other hand, brought great prosperity. Especially this time, “No we won’t,” Your soft voice punctured the ideal universe Bi-Han saw in his head. Always incredibly stubborn, you were, “I’m doing this for us. For you. So that I can give you and our future children a comfortable life,” He offered, attempting to placate you once more.

“We have a comfortable life now. I don’t want my husband getting-” You argued anyway, but your words were cut off by the frustrated assassin.

“Getting what? Killed?” Bi-Han’s brown eyes swirled with anger and disbelief, “You cannot possibly think that Shirai Ryu scum could kill me,”

“No, I don’t. But I worry about you, Bi-Han. You’re my husband; I love you,” You just wished that he would think this through. As much as you despised your rival, you had to admit that Hanzo Hasashi was a force to be reckoned with. The only person you knew that could outmatch his skill was Bi-Han. But even then, it would be too close a battle for your liking, “I love you, too, my dove,” Your husband placed his icy hands around your waist, pulling you close so that he could press a kiss to the crown of your head, “But this is something that must be done,”

And yet, despite your attempts at suggesting otherwise, you knew that, too. Your love was right; if he wanted to survive, if you wanted to survive, then he had to go. There was zero tolerance for disobedience amongst the cold clan; any traitors were handled with the utmost brutality. So while you still did not like the idea of Bi-Han confronting his Japanese counterpart, you would accept it for his sake. There was no question that he would best the other man, anyway. Sighing, your delicate arms laced themselves around Bi-Han’s neck as you snuggled into his chest, “I won’t be gone long; a fortnight at most. Kuai Liang will stay with you until I get back,” His cool voice reverberated through his chest and subsequently, your ear. Oh, yes, your dear brother-in-law. He was a great man; a budding young warrior following in the footsteps of his older brother. You knew that you’d be safe with him, not to mention that he could keep you occupied so you wouldn’t be eaten alive by worry.

It would be difficult, but you would survive. For him. It was your duty as a wife to do so. To put on a brave face and support your husband from afar. A gentle smile graced your features as your head tilted back to take in your love for one of the last times, “Go kill the Shirai Ryu dog and hurry back to me,” You giggled, reaching up on your tiptoes to reach his lips. Bi-Han happily craned his neck to meet you, giving you a soft but passionate kiss. Having been too short for your liking, you grumbled when your husband pulled away, your lips chasing his and successfully planting another peck. Bi-Han extended his arms, pushing you back gently so that he could take in your whole form, “Now that you are no longer angry with me: what treasure can I bring back for you?”

It was your tradition that he would always bring you a gift from each of his conquests. A trophy of your very own, “Hmm,” You hummed as you thought of something that you might like. There was no material object that you desired more than your husband returning to you, but you played along anyway, “I would like the very first thing you set your eyes on when you claim victory,” You answered earnestly, planting another kiss on his cold lips.

“Then you shall have exactly that, my darling,” He promised sincerely, right as the tea kettle screamed, demanding your attention. Sighing, Bi-Han reluctantly broke your embrace. You mirrored his annoyance as you untangled yourself from your lover so that you could tend to the screaming ceramic.

“The first thing your eyes land on. Don’t forget,” You gave him a playful warning, adjusting and tying off your gown before retreating to your small kitchen. Bi-Han chuckled as he watched your form disappear behind the wall separating the two rooms.

“I would never forget something so important, my love.”

[lilmissytealbow]

Child!Bi-Han x Child!Reader scenarios- First time

Bi-Han

It’s 6:00 am dawn. Bi-Han was 7 or 9 years young to become the Lin Kuei assassin when he’s alone training from snow forest right next to Lin Kuei temple without his little brother Kuai Liang to spar each other. Practicing the fighting style and using cryomancer to create weapon with frozen ice solid and shooting ice balls at trees to freeze after training he hears a loud screaming out of nowhere and start following that sound. Bi-Han saw human name S/O riding kiddie sled down to snow hill until your sled trip over by a rock and fall down and landed on Bi-Han. S/O is safe without getting and turned around see Bi-Han got flatten down by your back. “Oh...I’m sorry for bumping you”. S/O saids. Bi-Han stand up and walking front of S/O when he grabs your cheeks from your and starts pinching and pulling. “WHY THE HECK DID YOU KNOCK ME DOWN WITH YOUR CHILDISH TOY !?!?” He yells at your face. “Let me go already! I just trying to test my sled to ride!”. S/O saids loudly. Bi-Han pick up your sled and look at it. “Is this your sled ?”. He asked to you. “Yes”. S/O saids. You walk toward him by holding your sled and Bi-Han starts moving your sled away from you. “Hey!”. You yells at him. He smirked at you for bumping me down. “Come and get your sled!” He yells at you and starting each other around the snow forest for taking your sled. Until they see sunrise up when S/O grab the sled from him. “Finally!”. You shouted. He look at sled holding but it’s gone and turn around at you. S/O starts leaving the snow forest with sled holding on to your hand, he shouted at you “Wait! What’s your name ?” He asked. “S/O”. you answered at him, “Bi-Han”. He saids his name too. They both leaving at snow forest and come back at their places to stay.

[bihansthot]

How would bi-Han react seeing his S/o in nothing but his arm bands, sitting pretty on their shared bed.

He’d be so smug. Seeing you in nothing but his arm bands would make him swell with pride because you’re wearing something that belongs to him, something he adorns his body with and here you are in nothing but them. Bi-Han would whisper to you to leave them on as he makes love to you all night, hard and rough at first but getting increasingly loving and sensual as the night went on.

[bihansthot]

Ok lovelies I did it! I wrote the Kuai Liang side of the request for:

Hopefully you lovelies will enjoy this one! I actually had a really good time writing it which is weird because I usually struggle writing for Kuai Liang verses Bi-Han. I had fun though because I got to incorporate some of myself in this one too since it’s a reader insert for Kuai Liang, the reader, you are my sister-in-law! Fun right? It got a little longer than I expected a little over three pages maybe four? I don’t know Pages is kind of a weird app but really easy to navigate on Apple devices and since I write on my Ipad now using a bluetooth keyboard it seems to do the job, it’s just kind of annoying because there’s no page numbers and no word count, but whatever I guess. This fic also heavily features good brother Bi-Han and depicts the Sub-Zero Brothers in their natural enviroment, aka being antagonistic little shits to one another, but in a very loving way. Anyway I really like this one and hope you will too!

Title: What Are Big Brother’s For

Rating: Teen (some swears, what else is new for me)

Pairing: Kuai Liang x F!Reader, background Bi-Han x Sol (aka me) implied Tomas x Hallvard

Summary: You and Kuai Liang are expecting your first child together and despite reading tomes of literature it turns out the younger Sub-Zero brother has no clue what to do, thankfully Big Brother Bi-Han is there to help.

Author’s Note: As always lovelies please like, reblog, comment if you enjoyed it as it keeps me motivated to write more!

You exhale deeply and bend forward at the waist, extending your arms toward the ground as much as your huge, pregnant belly will let you as you follow along to your “Mommy and Me: Prenatal Yoga, Third Trimester” Blu-Ray. “Inhale deeply and slowly roll yourself upright,” the movie continues as you follow along wobbling a bit as your balance isn’t quite what it used to be. You hear the door open and you’re greeted with a cool breeze wafting towards you as you hear the footfalls of your husband, the Grandmaster inching ever closer. His cool lips press gently to your forehead as you attempt to continue following along with the video mimicking the tree pose. You can’t help but reach out for Kuai Liang’s well-muscled shoulders to steady yourself.

“Are you sure it’s ok to still be doing yoga this late into your pregnancy xīngān?” He asks, his deep voice laced with concern. Being a first-time father Kuai Liang is not sure what to expect or what is safe or not despite the mountain of literature he’s read on the topic, he’s asked his brother what to expect numerous times as Bi-Han was a proud father of four and had been through the ups and downs of his significant other being pregnant. Bi-Han has been an invaluable resource on the topic, but after four children he’s a bit more laidback on the subject and a little more “just let her do what she wants” for Kuai Liang’s taste.

“It’s fine Liang, this is the program for the third trimester, the Blu-Ray says you can do it up to labor, you know I want to keep my body as healthy as I can for our baby,” you beam and happily rub your belly as you try and transition into chair pose, something far more obtainable for a very pregnant woman to achieve. “Oh, that felt a little weird, I don’t know if the baby likes this pose,” you crinkle your nose and try and ignore the sudden burst of pain rippling through you.

Kuai Liang grabs your shoulders immediately in an attempt to steady you, “really xīngān you shouldn’t continue if you’re in pain, you’re due any day now, I’m sure our little one will understand if you take some time off,” his handsome face knits in concern as he expresses his fears to you.

“Really it’s ok, it helps keep my mind clear and not focused on the pain that’s coming,” you say that, but you’ve given up following along with the video, the cryomancer’s strong, but gentle hold on you making it impossible if you wanted to continue in the first place.

“Still, I think that’s enough for now, your feet look swollen, let’s get you in the chair by the fireplace and let me rub your feet for you xīngān,” Kuai Liang helps walk you over to the fireplace but you never reach it.

A loud “Oh” falls from your lips as liquid suddenly drenches you to the core and your feet are soaking wet with the warm, thin fluid.

“Oh, what?” Kuai Liang repeats with concern before realizing what had happened, “oh! Oh! Your water broke!? Your water broke!” He parrots over and over again, panic written all over the Grandmaster’s handsome face.

You groan as a contraction hits and squeeze his cool hand tightly, “Liang, I can’t stand,” you warn before going slack in his strong arms.

“What do I do, what do I do?” The cryomancer repeats over and over as he supports your weight with ease, it finally dawns on him to get you to the chair. He scoops you up bridal style and carefully makes his way over to the plush chair by the roaring fire. He sets you down in the comfortable chair before staring at you like a lost puppy.

You cry out again as another contraction wells up and lights your nervous system on fire, you grimace and look over at your husband, trying to remain calm, “call your brother?” You offer, hoping the older cryomancer might actually have some useful tips or information to deal with the situation, but deep down you hope it's his wife who answers.

“Bi-Han! Yes! Call gēgē he’ll know what to do!” Kuai Liang snaps into action as he makes his way over to the desk in the room to search for his phone, of course, he wouldn’t carry it on his person like someone normal would. It takes him a moment to locate the device as he frantically fumbles to unlock the device and scrolls through his most recent contacts list until he finally comes across Bi-Han. “Please pick up, please pick up, come on you asshole answer the damn phone,” he growls in frustration at the screen as you sit there trying to focus on your breathing.

“What do you want you, little shit?” You can hear Bi-Han’s voice finally answer as Kuai Liang switches over to speaker phone.

“What do I do?!” Kuai Liang desperately asks, not bothering to explain the situation to his brother at all.

“Shit, what’s wrong, calm down kiddo,” you notice the shift in Bi-Han’s antagonist tone quickly switch to protective big brother mode.

“It’s y/n, her water broke, she’s having contractions, I don’t know what to do, I’m not ready!” Kuai Liang laments, his voice cracking as if he was trying very hard not to start crying.

“Dídí listen to me, you have to calm down, you knew this was coming, she’s been pregnant for nine months, take a deep breath,” Bi-Han instructs. “How far apart are the contractions, is the pain manageable? Have you called her doctor yet?” Bi-Han asks in a deep, calm yet authoritative voice, the same type of voice he’s used to calm his little brother down for years.

“I, I uh I don’t know, I didn’t know you were supposed to time them,” he answers sheepishly, red tinting his cheeks.

“Ok, let's start with that, can y/n hear me?” The older cryomancer asks, trying to keep his younger brother calm.

“I can hear you Bi-Han, is, is Sol there by chance?” You answer taking another deep breath and cradling your stomach.

“Sol’s picking up the boys from soccer practice, but she’ll be back before anything crazy happens, she won’t want to miss your little one’s entrance into the world,” Bi-Han reassures calmly. “Now, have you been keeping track of the contractions since my knucklehead of a brother isn’t?”

“They aren’t urgent yet, maybe five minutes apart, but the pain is pretty rough,” you admit and wince as the pain builds up again.

“Ok, Liang, hang up on me, call the doctor, tell them y/n’s contractions are approximately five minutes apart, but the pain is worrying, I’ll be right over, I’m going to call Sol and tell her to meet us at the hospital ok? Don’t do anything until I get there,” Bi-Han instructs the younger cryomancer.

“Ok, ok gēgē, call the doctor, tell them contractions five minutes apart, but painful, wait for you,” Kuai Liang repeats before quietly adding, “thank you,” and hanging up. “Ok xīngān I’m going to call the hospital now, are you feeling ok?”

“I’m ok love, I’m just a little worried, I haven’t been through this before either,” you give your husband a worried little sideways smile.

“We’ll get through this together xīngān if Bi-Han can manage being a father I know I’m more than capable of it,” Kuai Liang scoffs softly not wanting to admit how grateful he was to have his older brother in this situation.

You can’t help but wonder if Bi-Han was as flustered as Kuai Liang is going through it for the first time, knowing your himbo king of a brother-in-law though he probably winged the whole thing and somehow managed to do things correctly, though not without his wife’s help. You vaguely ponder what it must have been like for Sol as your husband calls the hospital and tells them you’d be arriving shortly and going over the procedure for check-in upon arrival, highly impressed at your technology-hating husband’s ability to navigate two phone calls back-to-back. Suddenly the fire goes out thanks to a large draft in the room caused by your brother-in-law’s timely arrival.

“I sent the recruits home for the night,” he announces as you shiver, wondering how on earth your sister-in-law managed to get used to the cold that clung to the older cryomancer.

“Thank you, brother,” Kuai Liang replies and stands there awkwardly before Bi-Han’s large hands clamp down on his shoulders reassuringly.

“You got this little bro, you don’t have to do anything hard, you just wait, your wife has to do all the hard stuff stop freaking out, she has the same doctor who’s delivered my four kids, everything will be just fine,” Bi-Han informs Kuai Liang in a very confident tone.

The Grandmaster just stands there blinking for a few moments before finally coming back to himself, “you’re right, everything will be fine, if you can deal with this I certainly can.” Kuai Liang does his best to give himself a little pep talk as for once Bi-Han doesn’t question his capabilities.

Bi-Han makes his way over to you and crouches down next to the chair before placing a cold hand on your forehead, “are you feeling ok? You don’t feel hot, is the pain ok? Have you been abusing my brother’s hand properly?”

Something about Bi-Han’s simple gesture makes you feel at ease and you’re very grateful your brother-in-law is there in this moment and you can’t help but cry, emotions getting the best of you, but in a good way. “I’m hanging in there Bi-Han, the baby is behaving and not hurting as much anymore, but I get the feeling they’re eager to get here, my contractions are closer together now,” you all but sob as you ramble the information off to the older cryomancer.

“Shhh, it’s ok, you’re doing such a good job,” Bi-Han reassures, petting your head softly before glaring harshly at his younger brother and it doesn’t take Liang long to get the message to come over to hold your hand. “I called Sol and Tomas, Hallvard is watching the kids for the night, they’re already headed to the hospital, is your bag all packed?” Bi-Han asks soothingly.

“Yes, it’s packed, can you go get it for me? It’s at the foot of the bed, along with the baby’s bag and the car seat we borrowed from you,” you steady your breathing as you ask him between sobs trying not to let them turn into hiccups.

“Of course,” Bi-Han leaves you alone with your husband as he goes to gather the things the two of you need for your soon-to-be baby.

“She’s really almost here isn’t she?” You sniffle happily cradling your swollen belly, pride slowly replacing the panic you felt earlier.

“She is,” Kuai Liang repeats softly, “I’m so proud of you xīngān you’re doing a much better job of keeping things together than I am, I was so petrified I didn’t know what to do.” He strokes your head lovingly and places a kiss on top of your head as you tense with another contraction causing the Grandmaster to grimace from the intense pressure you inflict on his hand.

“Sorry,” you grin sheepishly and wipe away the last of your stress-induced tears, “are you ready to be a father?”

Pride gets the best of Kuai Liang as he answers, “if my idiot brother can be a father you can bet I’m ready, I will be the best father out there, our little girl will want for nothing and be loved more than anyone else this world has ever known.”

“Idiot brother who knows what he’s doing,” Bi-Han corrects as he saunters back into the main room or the Grandmaster’s suite. “I’m putting his stuff in the back, with you Kuai Liang, y/n can sit up front so she has more leg room, but I’m driving, no way in hell am I letting your frazzled ass drive right now.” Bi-Han dictates as he heads out to pack up the car.

“No. No! Absolutely not! There is no way I am letting you drive! We’ll never make it there in one piece!” Kuai Liang exclaims forgetting about you for a moment to run after his brother in a relatively normal display of sibling rivalry.

“I’m the oldest, and it’s my car, I’m driving, end of story, besides you’re emotional as fuck right now, you’ll drive us into a snowbank. No discussion.” Bi-Han barks back and Kuai Liang almost winces at the dominance in his brother’s voice.

You cry out from another contraction, “oh for fuck’s sake, let him drive Liang!” You shout at the two squabbling cryomancers.

“Do as your wife says,” Bi-Han hisses and holds the keys over Liang’s head knowing full well his brother couldn’t reach them without jumping for them.

“Fine,” Kuai Liang finally relents, “but you aren’t allowed into the delivery room.” He huffs hating to lose to his older brother.

“Jokes on you kiddo, you aren’t allowed either,” Bi-Han laughs and climbs into the driver’s seat as Kuai Liang makes his way back over to you to carry you to the car.

“Unfortunately he’s right again, only females are allowed in the delivery room love, something about Chinese customs, Sol and the doctor warned me in advance since it's different than what I’m used to,” you explain sheepishly.

“We’ll see about that,” Kuai Liang scoffs as he buckles you into the seat and climbs into the back praying to the Elder Gods Bi-Han delivers all of you to the hospital in one piece.

The trip down the mountain was harrowing but by some miracle, Bi-Han navigated the drive with surprising precision as he pulls up to the hospital’s entrance. “Ok, get her inside, I’ll park and bring the bags in, Sol and Tomas should be there already,” Bi-Han announces as he puts the car in park and idles at the entrance.

“Thank you, brother, I, I mean it,” Kuai Liang replies reluctantly as he steps out of the car and helps you out.

“Please let me walk Liang, I don’t need the hospital seeing you carry me please, it’s embarrassing,” you try and reason with your husband. Unfortunately for you though another contraction hits and you double over in pain causing Kuai Liang to immediately pull you into his arms and march you inside the hospital.

“There you two are!” You’re greeted with a bright smile as a cheerful, busty, pink-haired woman bounds towards you.

“Sol, how did you get here so fast? You barely had time to leave before us and you had to stop to get Tomas,” Kuai Liang greets your sister-in-law and looks over toward Tomas who looked white as a ghost.

“Do NOT let this woman drive,” Tomas merely states.

“I, uh don’t really know how to drive in the snow or ice, so I just floored it the whole way and hoped for the best!” Sol chirps happily as she pulls a wheelchair over and gestures for Kuai Liang to put you down.

You blink at her incredulously, “Sol, you’ve lived in Arctika over 15 years, what do you mean you don’t know how to drive in the ice or snow?” You’re so distracted by your overly excited sister-in-law you don’t even notice your next contraction.

“You think Bi-Han lets me drive? Like Mr. I’m in Control of Everything would give up driving, he only lets me ever drive the kids to school and back since it’s right down the road, and honestly, most days they walk anyway,” Sol explains giving you that looks of ‘you’ve met Bi-Han now try being married to that’.

“R-right,” you stammer trying to be polite as Kuai Liang informs the desk clerk of your arrival and receives directions to your room, and informs him the doctor is on their way from their private practice and should be there momentarily.

“Ready xīngān?” Kuai Liang asks as he takes control of the wheelchair away from the pink-haired woman.

“As ready as I’ll ever be,” you answer trying your best to feel as confident as you can.

The delivery process isn’t as bad as you feared, but you were very grateful for the epidural and your overly excited sister-in-law’s support. You cuddle your little girl to your chest for the first time and cry tears of joy as you’re soon joined by Kuai Liang who can’t help but become overwhelmed with emotion as he openly weeps upon seeing the two of you.

“Oh she’s perfect, absolutely perfect, she looks just like you xīngān,” he whispers softly as Sol quietly makes her way out of the room to give you two some space.

“Come on qīn, I wanna see my niece!” Bi-Han all but shouts as he’s forcefully pushed out of the room and you’re once again grateful for your sister-in-law.

You and Kuai Liang are left in quiet awe as your baby girl coos and opens her eyes for the first time blinking and looking up at the two of you before smiling brightly and making happy noises.

“I think she likes us,” you whisper to Kuai Liang, eyes still glistening with unshed tears of happiness.

“I think you might be right,” he agrees as he squeezes your hand in glee as your daughter’s chubby little fingers wrap around his finger and she squeals with excitement.

“Look, she knows her Bàba already,” you sigh happily cradling her close. “She’s cool like you,” you admire the small bundle in your arms as your emotions overflow with happiness.

“Your Bàba loves you so much little one, so much,” Kuai Liang whispers and allows himself to get lost in the moment, lost in the emotions of bringing a life into the world with the one he loves more than anything else. He hadn’t realized how much fatherhood would change him, but this simple, tiny little girl was suddenly the center of his world and he would do anything and everything to protect his little family.

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I apparently don’t promote myself enough, hi my name is Sol and I write Sub-Zero Bros x Reader inserts, I have an absolute boatload on my master list as well as up on my AO3 I write Bi-Han almost solely with a female reader, though there are exceptions for a few with a male or gender neutral reader and Kuai Liang with an equal amount of male and female readers. I primarily write smut! Occasionally I will do fluff though and while my requests aren’t open quite yet they will be soon. If you don’t see something you are dying for, bribe me :3: I love fan made things, fanart of Bi-Han or me and Bi-Han being my favorite, little Bi-Han doodles, icons, mood boards, fic for fic etc. I’m far more enthusiastic about writing something when there’s something in it for me. I’m not saying you have to and requests will of course be free as always, I’m just saying if you don’t want to wait until I open requests then you can commission me for any of the above mentioned goodies. I guess you could also hit up my Ko-Fi but no one does lol When I do open requests I will be expanding to not only the entire Lin Kuei but also Reiko, Rain and Reptile. I promise I will make a proper post with the kharacters I will write for and what I will and won’t write.

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Do you think Bi-Han would ever have a dad bod some time after/marriage? Like not out of shape, he's still pretty chiseled and strong as fuck but he's a little bit softer? I've been having immense DILF Bi-Han brainrot lately. Hope you're doing good love!😊❤

You know DILF Bi-Han lives rent-free in my mind 24/7! I think he'd probably keep his ridiculous physique for a while, but years of being a Dad instead of an assassin in a soft environment, plus his s/o's ridiculously good cooking wouldn't soften him up a bit. Like you said he'd still be chiseled and super strong, but not quite as cut as he used to be, he'd be THICCCER for sure. All in a good way of course! I imagine his physique would be similar to Kuai Liang's in Snowblind, that still beefy, but not quite as lean bod, stronk Dad bod. Even if he does keep his build does it matter? Bi-Han as a Dad is like the hottest thing ever, change my mind. I don't even like kids and I want a family with him lol I just want to give him everything he didn't have. Ugh it would be the best! That's what we want for the next MK game NRS! We want a Dating Sim with Dad Bod!Bi-Han you fucking cowaaaaaaards!! Gimme it! Gimme it now! Now we just need someone to draw Dad Bod!Bi-Han XD

Thanks for the ask love! I'm doing well! Hope you are too! <3

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Time for another poll, I used an OTP generator for ideas since no one sends asks anymore and I’m not creative at all.

If you don’t like any of them feel free to send me suggestions. I can’t promise I will write everything since my creativity has really been in the trash can lately but I will try my best. I’m trying to force myself back into writing to distract myself from everything going on personally so this is a good escape for me even if sometimes I feel like I sound like an idiot or have lost my touch.

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Waking up next to Bi-Han ❤️

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I want Bi-Han to rip me into half with his cock and I’m not even joking about how this man makes me feel any time I see something about him. HELP

SAME

I cannot tell you how much I feel this in my soul. The things I would let that man do to me is downright obscene. He is just fucking perfect for me and has absolutely ruined real men, I’m always comparing them to Bi-Han and they always fall short. Ugh just come to life and rail me already. We can all share he has enough dick to go around. Who’s with me Bi-Han thots?

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This is me @ Bi-Han XD

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@theelderhazelnut tagged me in WIP Wednesday Tuesday and I didn’t have anything to contribute the other day but I do have a WIP now, so here’s a little snippet of what I’m up to:

“Let me take care of you Bi-Han, you look exhausted,” you rub Bi-Han’s impressively well-muscled shoulders in an attempt to try and get his tense body to relax.

He heaves a heavy sigh, one of sheer stress and fatigue as one of his cold hands lays on top of yours, “I, I guess I could be persuaded to take it easy tonight.”

“Oh, taking it easy was not what I had in mind, I just figured you could use a break Polar Bear,” you smile at him suggestively and lead him away from his study back to the main bedroom of the Grandmaster’s chambers.

“Hm, is that so?” The cryomancer chuckles deeply, the sound reverberating in the stone room.

Sorry it’s such a little bit but I literally just started it, and I can happily say my clunky little dino claws are typoing like a bitch on my adorable child sized keyboard LOL it was not designed with people who have fat fingers in mind. Where I’m going with this is anyone’s guess but it’s going to be filthy, I can promise that, because filth is what I do, it’s what I excel at and as odd as this is to say, I may stop doing non smutty requests? I’m not sure, I don’t feel like I do fluff and stuff well, and it doesn’t get a lot of likes or reblogs so it makes me discouraged. I also never technically decided to open request again, so I don’t know if I will actually do the ones I received, they’re so far not striking any inspiration in me, I just wanna be horny on main and write smut, maybe I don’t know. I guess it all depends on what I feel inspired by?

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POV Bi-Han takes you to his favorite Chinese bakery.

Bi-Han: Get whatever you’d like qīn! I’ll carry them all for you!

You: *gleefully going on a pastry spree to share with you lover* I’m getting lots of char siu bao since we both love them!

Bi-Han: *wraps his arms around your waist while you decide and sighs happily he has a moment of normalcy to break up his usually violent, unhappy life* You’re the best thing to ever happen to me qīn. *he smiles and continues letting you get as much baos and pastries you desire*

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You and Bihan were childhood sweethearts. You and your family left China and Bihan lost his best friend, his one and only crush. Years passed, he got killed and came back as a wraith. Then Kuai saved him and everything (almost) went back to normal. You are now a promoter and got a call from someone named Kuai Liang. Accepted the offer and fly to China a day after. When you arrived to Temple, Grandmaster Kuai Liang welcomed you and showed you around. Bihan was having a hard time to catch up but he woke up pretty positive that day. His day even more brighten up when he saw you. He didn’t recognized you at first but then remembered you. You looked at him like “Why this mf is looking at me?” Then you recognized him too. A soft smile of Bihan turned into a charismatic laugh and you walked to each other with quick steps. Damn there’s a lot things to talk about

Music recommendation; Angeleyes by ABBA

This is a wonderful AU! Thank you for sharing it!

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Boo To You, Happy Howl-O-Ween! Re-Upload

I accidentally deleted the post last night so please like/comment/reblog again.

HAPPY HALLOWEEN my lovelies!! Halloween is pretty much my favorite time of the year so in honor of that I decided to give you guys a little treat this year!

Did anyone ask for 7+ pages of Kemonomimi Werewolf!Bi-Han x F!Reader filth? No? Is that what you’re getting? YES!!  

I just want to give a special thank you/shout out to @ayushs-lair​, and @generalasshattery​ for helping me decide what color I wanted to with for Bi-Han and Liang’s ears and tails and for letting me gush about Werewolf!Sub-Zero Bros. in general, love you! I’m still melting into a puddle of lovesick goo at the visual of Bi-Han happily wagging his tail for me. T_T <3

This one is hot, really hot, I’m actually proud of this one. This one-shot is FILTHY,F-I-L-T-H-Y we’ve got ahegaos galore in this one! That’s right, ahegaos that’s the level of over the top, unbridled smut this one is bringing you. Even if you aren’t really into Bi-Han or werewolves do yourself a favor and read it. Seriously this is hands down the best fic I’ve ever written! It’s even better than Desperate Sex with the Sub-Zero Bros. I am that confident in how hot and sinful this one is. I get it if Bi-Han isn’t your thing, just ctrl + f it and swap the brothers in it then, it won’t bother me. The detailed tags will be available on the AO3 version when I post it probably sometime tomorrow, but for now I don’t want to ruin the surprise. ^.~

I hope you all enjoy this as much as I enjoyed writing it and I hope everyone has an amazing Halloween!

As always please like, comment and reblog or just let me know if you enjoyed this Halloween Special! :)

               “Báixióng (Polar Bear)? You’re home early,” you start, looking up at him while pausing the show, “wh-what’s wrong? Are you feeling ok?” you ask, the concern evident in your voice. The cryomancer’s face is flushed as if he had a fever, his eyes look wild and unfocused, you untangle yourself from the blanket and scramble to your feet as you notice him swaying in place. You try your best to steady him as he begins to pant, his breathing fast and labored while sweat drips down his brow. “What the hell,” you start, and you jerk your hand away in shock as your usually frigid cryomancer feels like he’s on fire but the unmistakable chill of Sub-Zero’s cold still permeates the air around him. “Shit you’re burning up! We better get you in bed,” you exclaim before gnawing on your lip with worry as you try your best to help Bi-Han to your shared bed.

               The cryomancer all but collapses into bed before murmuring, “run,” as his body goes slack and he succumbs to his fevered exhaustion.

                  You flop down on the couch after finally putting away the last of the clean laundry, looking forward to spending the rest of the chilly day relaxing on the couch. You wrap yourself up in a soft, fluffy electric blanket before browsing Netflix, trying to find something to keep your attention off wondering how Bi-Han’s mission was going. It wasn’t a particularly dangerous mission he was away on for a change, just a simple heist, but he had to travel all the way to Hong Kong so you aren’t expecting him back for two or three more days at the earliest. Finally, you settle on a historical romantic drama your coworkers have all been urging you to watch with them, you curl up comfortably on the couch easily finding yourself lost in the story. So much so that you don’t even notice the door opening, nor do you hear Bi-Han’s heavy footfalls in the entrance way, you do however notice the chill in your air as you reflexively wrap the blanket tighter around your shoulders. The cryomancer stumbles into the kitchen and drains glass after glass of water before shakily making his way to the living room.

               “Báixióng (Polar Bear)? You’re home early,” you start, looking up at him while pausing the show, “wh-what’s wrong? Are you feeling ok?” you ask, the concern evident in your voice. The cryomancer’s face is flushed as if he had a fever, his eyes look wild and unfocused, you untangle yourself from the blanket and scramble to your feet as you notice him swaying in place. You try your best to steady him as he begins to pant, his breathing fast and labored while sweat drips down his brow. “What the hell,” you start, and you jerk your hand away in shock as your usually frigid cryomancer feels like he’s on fire but the unmistakable chill of Sub-Zero’s cold still permeates the air around him. “Shit you’re burning up! We better get you in bed,” you exclaim before gnawing on your lip with worry as you try your best to help Bi-Han to your shared bed.

               The cryomancer all but collapses into bed before murmuring, “run,” as his body goes slack and he succumbs to his fevered exhaustion.

               You stare at him for a moment in complete shock before your instincts kick in, you head to the bathroom and grab a washcloth, it seemed so foreign to you as you turn the tap to cold and soak the washcloth. You’ve never seen Bi-Han get sick, not even the sniffles let alone a fever like this, you didn’t even realize cryomancers could get fevers and it had you panicking. You frantically wring the washcloth out as you hurry back into the bedroom, you sit gingerly on the side of the bed next to Bi-Han’s panting body. You dab the sweat from his brow, before doing a double take as you smooth the hair from his brow, perplexed by the white strands interwoven in jet-black hair. Has Bi-Han always had white hairs, you wonder to yourself before draping the cloth over his forehead and reaching for your phone, I guess I can tease him about going grey early, you laugh nervously to yourself before you take a deep breath and pull up your contact list.  

               The phone rings for what seems like forever before the deep voice picks up “Y/N? Is that you?”  

               “Ugh! Finally, Liang! What took you so long!? You know damn well Bi-Han wouldn’t let me call you unless there was some sort of emergency, he’s… he’s,” the words tumble from you lips in a frantic, jumbled mess as you berate your boyfriend’s younger brother.

               “Slow down Y/N, you aren’t making any sense. What is it? What’s going on? Is gēgē (big brother) ok?” Kuai Liang asks, his usually calm and collected voice starting to betray some of his unease.

               “I-I don’t know! I wasn’t expecting him to be back from Hong Kong yet, but he just got home. He’s burning up! He nearly passed out, but I managed to get him to bed before he did, but now he’s just lying there. His breathing is so hard and shallow, he-he’s so hot,” your voice catches on your words as you fight back the urge to cry.

               The younger cryomancer pauses to glace at the calendar hanging on his wall noticing that tonight was supposed to be a full moon, “shit,” he mutters barely audibly. “Listen to me carefully Y/N, he’s going to be fine in a few days, but you need to leave before nightfall. Go to a friend’s house, or a hotel or anything, but you need to get out of there. Now,” he commands sternly, the tone of his voice sending a shiver of fear running down your spine.

               “I can’t leave him! Are you crazy?! He’s sick! Are you even listening to me? He needs a doctor Liang. Can’t you send someone over from the temple? Someone who preferably knows what a cryomancer is? It’s not exactly like I can call an ambulance and have Bi-Han admitted as a normal patient,” you blink back your tears as you head to the kitchen to get some ice from the freezer.  

               “Don’t argue with me,” Liang barks out gruffly, “I will be over as soon as I can, but you better be long gone by then! I mean it.”  

               You let out a frustrated cry as you pull the ice tray from the freezer, “you’re both so damn domineering! I listen to Bi-Han because I want to Liang, I don’t have to do shit for you. You don’t own me,” you growl at him before hanging up on the younger cryomancer, his voice frantically calling your name to reason with you as the line goes dead and you turn to head back upstairs with the ice.

               Bi-Han’s brows are knitted together in a grimace of pain and his mouth hangs open as he pants, you swear his incisors look longer and sharper than usual, “q-qīn,” he groans softly as the soothing cold of the now ice filled washcloth reaches his forehead.

               “Báixióng,” you call his pet name softly as you pull your thick comforter over him, hoping the added heat will help break his fever. You frown knowing how much he dislikes being warm, let alone hot but you aren’t a cryomancer, you can’t just fill the bathtub with ice cubes and just throw him in there effortlessly like he could. Nor did you have a frigid body you could wrap around his like he could when you were sick with a fever, this is the only thing you can do to help so it will have to do. You climb into bed next to him, hoping your body will help regulate his temperature a little as you soothingly stroke his soaked hair in an attempt to comfort and soothe the cryomancer.

               A few hours pass, it’s well past nightfall now and still no sign from Kuai Liang and things with Bi-Han have only grown worse, you must have fallen asleep next to him at some point while trying to keep a close eye on Bi-Han whose thrashing and animalistic growls rouse you from your slumber. You can’t help but be terrified at the sight, this wasn’t just your typical cold or flu. Bi-Han was in real pain, it almost seemed like…no, get a hold of yourself Y/N, monsters aren’t real…cryomancers and gods are apparently real, but not monsters, that’s just stupid. He probably just got injured on his mission and it’s infected, once he calms down, I need to check him. You try and reassure yourself as your blood runs cold at the sound of a low, menacing howl like sound echoing throughout your bedroom. “It-it’s just Mrs. Fong’s dog,” you whisper to yourself knowing full well your neighbor’s tiny Pekingese was incapable of making such a sound. You let out a startled cry as you’re suddenly pulled from your side of the bed and you find yourself under the cryomancer, Bi-Han’s strong, heavy body caging you beneath him, his sharp canines flashing as a beam of moonlight illuminates his wild, feral looking face.

               “I thought I told you to run,” his deep voice growls out as he buries his nose in the crook of your neck, snuffling roughly at your exposed flesh. “Fuck,” Bi-Han groans as he inhales your scent deeply, hands already groping for your heaving breasts.

               “B-bi-Han?” you ask in a shaky voice, almost dumbfounded as you feel his sharper than usual teeth scraping at your throat. You can’t help but whimper needily as he grinds his hard cock against you, everything feels so wrong, his body still feels hot and feverish baring down on you, but the cold pouring off him makes you light headed. “W-we can’t, you’re sick, you have a fever! You need sleep, not sex!” you attempt to reason with the cryomancer as you try in vain to push him off of you.

               “Oh, I’m not sick qīn, this happens every couple of months, I’m just usually better about timing my missions so that I’ll be away from you when I get like this,” he pulls up from you neck to look at your pale, worried face. His ice-blue eyes seem to glow in the moonlight and swear you see something twitching on the top of his head out of the corner of your eye. He rolls his hips against yours again and you gasp at the sensation, “ah well, nothing we can do about it now my foolish Xiǎohóngmào (Little Red Riding Hood). Be a good girl for me Y/N or I’ll have to gobble you up whole,” he purrs before easing off you just enough to pull his top off.

               No matter how many times you see it, the sight of the cryomancer’s flawless body never fails to cause moisture to pool in between your legs and leave your mouth feeling uncomfortably dry. This time however, you nearly shriek as you notice Bi-Han’s hair is no longer black, but snow white with a fluffy pair of icy white ears sticking out from Bi-Han’s disheveled undercut. “What on earth?!” you manage to cry out as your body shakes with fear.

               “What? You didn’t realize you were fucking the big bad wolf and not the huntsman,” he tilts his head and asks, before shooting you a sinful grin, his long, pointed teeth once again highlighted by the moonlight. You’re torn between feeling turned on and like you should be fighting for your life. His clawed fingers rip through your shirt and bra with ease as he begins to fondle your chest roughly, his ears twitching intently.

               You can’t help but moan softly as he squeezes your breasts, his thumb brushing over your nipple briefly before rolling the bud experimentally between his claws. “B-bi-Han, come on, this-this isn’t funny, let me up,” you squirm beneath him to no avail, sometimes having a boyfriend who was a foot taller and nearly 75lbs heavier than you are is a disadvantage as you can’t even begin to budge him. You inhale softly as his calloused hands close around your full, perky breasts, jiggling them slightly before pressing them together and giving them a rough squeeze. You can feel your breath quicken as heat pools in your lower belly while you shamelessly lean into his touch.

               “This is your fault qīn, I told you to get out while you could, even my little brother warned you to leave. You didn’t listen to either of us though so, now you can be a good girl and let me fuck you, or I’ll go out and find someone who will, but one way or another I’m not suffering through another excruciating, miserable rut without relief,” he grits the words out almost painfully before his searing mouth finds your neck again. His unnaturally hot tongue licks a thick stripe along your delicate flesh, Bi-Han’s hands never ceasing their squeezing and fondling. The cryomancer rolls your breast around, pressing his heated palm flat against it before rolling your neglected nipple between his rough thumb and forefinger.

               Rut? you think to yourself desperately trying to wrack your brain for any long-forgotten knowledge that might make what Bi-Han was telling you seem logical. Your useless brain draws a blank for a few moments before the revelation finally dawns on you, mating season, Bi-Han needs to mate me, you think to yourself as your pussy throbs at the thought and your hips arch instinctively up against the cryomancer. “It feels funny though, wrong…you should be cold. The air is still cold around you, but your body feels sweltering, almost uncomfortably so,” you whisper to him as you thread your fingers into his short white locks. You can’t resist your desire to stroke those impossibly soft looking ears and practically squeal in delight as your fingers brush over them and you discover they’re even silkier and fluffier than they look.

               “So, you’re going to behave for me and let me have my way right qīn,” Bi-Han asks before making a pleased noise in the back of this throat as your fingers find his ears. A noise he quickly tries to stifle by sucking your nipple and half your ample breast into his searing hot mouth.  

               Fuck that feels good, shit, why does he smell so good? Has he always smelled so good? Fuck, it’s way too hot in here, you just whine as his skilled tongue lavishes your nipple with attention. You push your pants down hastily with your free hand, needing to be rid of the constricting material, the heat coming off of Bi-Han’s exposed skin feeling too oppressive to bare any longer.  

               The cryomancer pulls away from your tit with a loud pop before licking and nipping his way over to eagerly stuff the other into his waiting mouth, pulling a pleasured gasp from you as his sharp teeth close around the tender bud. He tugs lightly, but not enough to be painful as his claws skim lightly across the folds of your now exposed pussy. “That’s my good Xiǎohóngmào, you’re so nice and wet for me already,” he praises you pressing hot, open mouthed kisses along your chest and neck before his lips are on yours and he hastily presses a clawed finger inside your dripping entrance.  

               Your loud moan is swallowed up by his demanding mouth as his finger curls inside your wet opening, wriggling around aggressively, Bi-Han clearly not being mindful of his claws. Your whimper of slight pain alerts the werewolf and he reluctantly slows down his actions. A soft cry falls from your lips caused by the contrast of his aggressive mouth and his now meticulous restraint as a second finger slowly sinks inside your quivering hole. Your hips buck tentatively against his fingers, trying to driver them deeper inside you as his tongue plunges into your moist cavern. Your senses are completely invaded by Bi-Han as his tongue curls around yours and he buries his fingers to the hilt inside your increasingly wet pussy. Sub-Zero is all you can see, taste or smell, you moan against his dominating mouth, your own tongue desperate to keep up with the cryomancer’s as his claws tease and lightly scrape against your silky walls. The slight pain only heightens your pleasure as you start to rock your hips shamelessly against his fingers, the heat of Bi-Han’s fevered skin mixed with the never ending cold rolling off his body is quickly becoming more than you can take. You find yourself panting harder than the cryomancer was before as he shimmies out of his pants, you crack your eyes open as you feel something soft and feathery against your leg. You have to fight back the urge to break your kiss and coo in delight as Bi-Han’s bushy tail thumps eagerly against your leg as he nips impatiently at your bottom lip.

               Bi-Han finally breaks the kiss as his hot mouth trails down your neck, he sucks softly for a moment, taking another moment to draw your scent into his nostrils while his fingers curl against your sweet spot, he lets out a pleased growl as you want starts to soak his hand. He kisses lower and lower, nipping at your prominent hipbones before leaving you feeling empty and restless as his fingers retreat from your warmth.

               You whine and moan softly as you twist your fingers in his soft hair, mindful of his sensitive ears urging him ever so slightly towards your glistening snatch. He grabs your hips and jerks them effortlessly towards his waiting mouth, he rumbles in content as he nudges your wet folds open, burying his face in your cunt his breath ghosting torturously over your pussy. After what seems like an eternity he indulges you at last, his hot, broad tongue running along the entire length of your dripping, quivering mound before repeating the action with torturously slow, steady stokes of his tongue, lapping up your juices. “Nnngh, Sub-Zero,” you mewl his code name softly as you tilt your hips up to give him better access. No sooner had you done so you find yourself tossed on to your stomach like a rag doll, you blink your eyes rapidly in shock.

               Bi-Han doesn’t even give you time to get on your hands and knees before he is snarling behind you grinding his cock against your plump ass cheeks. He grabs your ass roughly, manhandling the supple flesh before pulling your cheeks apart. He drapes his entire, heavy body over yours as his cock teases your wet entrance, sliding his velvety head along your slick folds, licking his lips in anticipation as he coats his length in your slick. “I need to be in you, now,” he grits out as though he were in pain, the cryomancer turned werewolf wraps his arms around your hips, pulling them up just enough to start sliding his huge cock inside your waiting hole.

               “Oh fuck!” you exclaim as the cryowolf’s cock sinks inside you, his dick feeling even bigger and thicker than usual as your walls stretch and burn slightly trying to accommodate his length. You feel almost drunk from arousal already as you gasp and whine his name as you feel the cryomancer’s thick cock opening you up and filling you inch by inch. You can feel him trembling with restraint as he struggles to retain control of his senses, not wanting to hurt you, he pants softly atop you as he finally buries his cock to the hilt inside your welcoming pussy. It feels good, so good, better than usual even, everything about Bi-Han right now makes you feel like every nerve is alight with desire, the combination of hot and cold exciting you in a new and unusual way. You sigh blissfully as you squeeze your walls around him loving the feeling of him filling you so entirely, “fuck me,” you whisper in a soft, sweet invitation.

               “You have no idea how long I’ve needed this,” he groans out in a deep, gravelly voice as he gently pulls out, leaving only the tip of his cock inside your hot, wet snatch. Bi-Han snaps his hips forward, the force of his thrust driving your body into the bed below, he rocks his hips against your ass, humping you with short deep thrusts.

               You feel impossibly full and moan in satisfaction as Bi-Han’s cock brushes against your sweet spot as the tip bumps your cervix, you greedily push your hips back as best as this position allows you to, wanting more of that uncomfortably overstuffed sensation. His lengthy torso drapes heavily over your trapped body as he repositions his hands to get a better grip on your hips. Sub-Zero starts fucking you in earnest, driving his cock in and out of your body at an increasingly frantic pace. You whine and wriggle slightly in his grip as you clench around his length trying to pull it even deeper inside you, you let out a startled cry as you feel something swelling at the base of his cock, it felt so big and hard pressing against your opening. “You-you aren’t in all the way?” you pant out trembling in his ironclad grip.

               “Not quite, all that’s left is my knot,” Bi-Han’s words come out in labored grunts as the slapping sound of skin on skin echoes in your bedroom. “It might hurt at first, but I know you can be a good girl for me and let me knot you,” he groans as he thrusts deeply inside your fluttering pussy, trying to work the rest of his length inside your tight, little cunt.

               Your body shudders hard and you nearly cum then and there when you hear the words ‘good girl’, your eyes flutter closed in pleasure as you nod your head frantically in consent. “Fuck! Yes! Oh please Bi-Han, I’ll be your good girl, you can use me however you want, please, please k-knot me,” you beg him, unsure of what you’re begging him for as you feel your orgasm building as the cryomancer keeps thrusting into you hard and fast. You shout as you feel the his knot catch on the rim of your opening, not quite in yet, it’s too big, it hurts, but you’re so desperate to please Bi-Han and so desperate to have all of him inside you that all you can do is throw your hips back desperately.

               Bi-Han lets out an animalistic, bestial growl as your hips collide with his and he’s able to slam the bulbous knot inside your tightly stretched cunt, struggling to finally work it inside with an audible pop.

               Your mouth falls open in a high pitched scream, saliva dripping down your chin as your eyes roll back in your head as his knot firmly forcing its way inside your impossibly tight pussy throws your body into the deepest, most intense orgasm of your life. You jerk and spasm underneath his heavy body as pleasure floods and overloads all of your senses. You grip the sheets desperately as you cunt clenches around his thick knot as you can’t stop trembling. Your body pinned in place by his, each one of Bi-Han’s erratic thrusts prolonging the mind-numbing sensation as you’re vaguely aware of each pulse and twitch of the cryowolf’s cock. You whine pitifully as he fucks you into the plush mattress with a complete lack of restraint, you feel like a toy as he pumps his cock in and out of your wet, squelching pussy like a mindless beast. “B-Bi-Haaaaaan,” you shriek as your eyes widen in terror as you feel his knot swelling further inside your tight channel with his impending release, “yo-you’re going to break me!”

               He snarls and lets out a low menacing growl his ferocious jaws snapping at your neck as his fingers tighten around your hips with a bruising force and his claws sink into your supple flesh. “You were made for this Y/N, your pussy is so perfect and tight, it’s just begging me to knot you like a filthy little bitch in heat,” he grunts out between his violent thrusts.

               “Ah, ah! Please Bi-Han! Pull out! It hurts,” you whimper, embarrassed by how good his werewolf cock feels as the stretch and burn of his nearly fully inflated knot catches on the rim of your entrance and nearly pushes you beyond reason. You feel hot, fat tears roll down your cheeks as he keeps plowing into your sopping cunt. You’ve never felt so incredible before, so impossibly full, you sob as his name falls from your lips in broken pleas as his thick cock and even thicker knot assault every inch of your quivering cunt.

               “That’s it, that’s my good girl, tch, tā mā de,” Bi-Han snarls, hips faltering as he desperately fucks into you, driving his dick inside you deeper than ever before, each thrust pounding your cervix open. Every movement grinding his thick knot against your sweet spot, making you dizzy and beside yourself with need as the familiar tingle of your orgasm creeps up once more. The cryowolf lets out a positively inhumane sound, something between a bellow and a growl as his knot finally swells to completion, locking his cock inside your abused hole. His snarling jaws finally clamp down around the juncture where your shoulders meet your neck, reducing his howl to a hushed groan as he paints your insides white with his hot, sticky release.

               You scream his name until your voice is hoarse and shaking with exertion as his final onslaught brings you to completion once more. You can’t help but give into your baser instincts and desires as your walls squeeze and massage his knotted cock desperate to milk every drop of cum from the werewolf as your vision goes white. Your eyes roll further back into your skull as your head slumps against the bed, a combination of your tears and saliva soaking the comforter where it lay against your cheek. Your body is wracked with great shudders of your blissful aftermath as your legs jerk and toes curl as you ride out the last waves of pleasure. It feels like Bi-Han won’t ever stop filling your spent cunt full of thick, viscous cum and you don’t ever want him to. You moan weakly as you feel your belly distended against the bed as more and more of the werewolf’s potent cum floods into your waiting womb. The sensation of it causing you to squeeze tightly around his cock, wanting nothing more than to be utterly stuffed full of his hot cum.

               Bi-Han’s hips finally still entirely as he finishes emptying his load into your limp body, groaning happily against your neck as he finally feels completely satiated for the first time in months. The cryomancer’s heavy body collapses against yours, ears lying flat with satisfaction as his jaw finally releases your neck. The cryowolf laps apologetically at the weeping, angry mark he left behind while his bushy snow-white tail swishes back and forth with content as he waits for his knot to deflate. “You did such a good job qīn, you took my knot so well, such a good girl,” Bi-Han praises lazily, his voice thick with a sleepy satisfied, pride while he strokes your hair lovingly.

               You shiver and tremble beneath him, suddenly chilled to the core as his skin finally seems to return to it’s normal, icy temperature. You can still feel the tickling sensation of his tail brushing against your legs and you bite you lip with renewed desire as you realize this is just the beginning of his rut.