#reed x male reader

[lightsnowydreams]

Yandere Ex Boyfriend x Fem Reader

warnings: yandere themes, possessiveness, slight manipulation, implied stalking, hinted murder, non consensual kissing and possible kidnapping(?)

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a/n: I hope you guys like this one

—————— Minors DNI ——————

Things had started to finally look up. School has been a bit more manageable now, and work hadn’t been stressing you out either. You even got a raise! A small vacation was even planned with some of your friends. Only because you wanted to get out of your room for a bit. Everything in your life had been going so well.

So, why is he here?

Why is he right in front of you?

The last person you wanted to see. Reed Hardwell, your ex boyfriend.

You were in town, minding your own business, walking down a sidewalk making a turn when you bumped into him. Your eyes widen in shock at the sight of him.

He was standing in front of you. A small smile started to appear on his face as his brown eyes started to shine. His eyes looking into yours as you stood there frozen. You didn’t know what to do. His soft chocolate hair grew a little longer since the last time you saw him. It reached the back of his neck now, framing his face perfectly. His eyes still looking as gentle as ever.

“It’s you, my-“ “Don’t finish that sentence please Reed.” Pleading to him to not continue. You didn’t want your heart to ache again. Forcing your eyes away from his, you look to the side. Not wanting to see his face.

It has been three years since you had last seen him. Three years since the breakup. You can clearly remember how heartbroken he was when you had to break it off with him. You also remember how you had walked off, not wanting him to see your tears.

“How.. have you been?” Wanting to break the awkward silence, you speak first. You begin to fidget with the helm of your shirt, a nervous habit of yours. A look of surprise flashes across his face for a moment. His eyes softened as he looked at you. “I’ve missed you.” His voice is soft as he talks. Almost like he’d scare you off if his voice was loud. You notice how he took a step closer to you. You don’t move, staying frozen in place. A hand is gently placed on your cheek. You hesitantly look up at him, meeting his brown eyes with yours. The way he looks at you makes your heart skip a beat. It’s a look you haven’t seen in a long time.

A look of love.

He wasn’t a bad boyfriend, if anything he was the perfect guy. He was sweet and loving. Almost everyday he’d showered you with affection and gifts. There wasn’t anything that he wouldn’t do for you, but as the relationship went on, things in your life started to go downhill. Your friends started to distance themselves from you, anytime you tried to talk to them, they would leave hurriedly. Whenever someone tried to talk to you or heavens forbid flirt with you. They would turn up dead. Leaving you feeling like you were cursed.

Reed wanted your attention every second of the day, making your grades drop from the lack of attention. You even got fired from your then job due to your boss thinking you weren’t ‘dedicated’, even if you’ve been with them for two years. It was slowly destroying your mental health. But at least Reed was there for you!

“You don’t need them.”

“You just need me, darling.”

“I’m all you will ever need.”

The same phrases are repeating in your head the longer you look at him. Memories filling your head by the minute until you shake those thoughts away. You can’t go back. Not that things have finally gotten better.

“Please don’t touch me, Reed. We aren’t together anymore.” You gently push his hand away from your cheek. As you were about to put your hand down, he suddenly grabbed it and held your hand in his. Fingers intertwined with yours. While his other hand grabbed your shoulder. The action caught you by surprise.

“But we can be.” Your breath hitched at his words. “Things can go back to the way they were. When we were happy together.” His voice sounding smooth. The same way whenever he wanted to convince you to do something.

“No, Reed, we can’t go back to that again. It wasn’t healthy.” You tried to explain to him. Trying to pull your hand away from his. Wanting to create distance between you and him. But he didn’t budge. Fear spreading throughout your body. It didn’t helped that you guys were in the secluded part of town.

“That’s what they’re telling you, huh? I knew it was a bad idea to let them get close to you.” A frown replaced his smile as he talked about your friends.

“I’m sorry but I wasn’t giving you a choice, darling.”

You wanted to get away but it all seem futile as he got closer. His lips met yours. The kiss was so gentle and would’ve been nice under any other circumstances. He kept you in place before pulling away. A smirk appearing on his face. The look in his eyes changed.

The look of a predator that has caught his prey.

You have a feeling that he’s not letting you go again.

[fandomnerd9602]

Y/N walks into the lab…

Y/N: Reed can you make me some fireproof clothing?

Reed: why? Can’t stand getting close to Jane?

Y/N: no the opposite

Reed: huh?

Y/N: she keeps burning my clothing on purpose

Jane walks thru and gives Y/N a sly wink…

Jane: see you tonight hot stuff

For @jacelion

[all-gummed-up-inside]

Needy puppyboy!Connor who desperately humps your pillow while you’re out of town. he’s a complete mess by the time your 3 day trip is over, but it’s fine your pretty puppy has so much more pent up energy for you <3

Pretty kittyboy!Nines who can just cum from you playing with his fluffy tail for a little bit too long, at times it’s really the only way you can drag him from work so you two can cuddle <3

Bunnyboy!Daniel who desperately fucks himself into your fist because you said it was the only way he could cum after being a brat <3

Bratty foxboy!Gavin who thinks he’s so sneaky when he steals your clothes, thinking you’re so stupid for not realizing when in actuality you’ve been leaving them out in places where he could easily find and take them <3

[rev-wrath]

Sorry, Need You Back

Bruce Wayne x Batdad!Reader

Summary: Your second son has died. It’s taken a toll on the whole family but you need your husband to come back and be a person again.

Info: Hurt/comfort. Male Reader. 0.7k words

Notes: First image is art that can be found here.

Nothing’s really been the same. Not since he left. This isn’t something one really could get over. But it’s been over two months and things are dicey, so you’ve got to get your priorities in order.

You slam a hand down on to the desk. “Up.” Bruce grunts, looking over at you before his gaze goes back to his work. “Get. Up.”

“I have work to do.”

“You have a life to live. And you’re sure as hell not doing that down here. Or out there.” You jerk your head in the direction of the Batman suit.

“I’m living plenty.” Really, he’s just surviving in some odd way. Existing almost purely as Batman and hardly doing much outside of that, even including eating and sleeping. You’re not sure the last time you saw him eat something that wasn’t a granola bar, bits of fruit or part of a sandwich.

“Bruce, I know you’re hurt. I know you’re grieving. I am too. But this is not the way to do it.”

“I can’t make that mistake again.”

“It was not your fault, Bruce. If it’s your fault it’s mine too. He’s…” You hesitate, not sure if you even should use present tense anymore. But in the end Jason will always be your son. “he’s my son too. I should have paid more attention to him, never let him go, much less by himself. I should have gone with you.”

“You’re not like me.” He argues.

“I can fight too, I have. I will again.” You don’t say that you will again if you have to, just that you will. You’re smarter than that. You know how things work.

“I know, but you’re not doing it every night.”

“I’m not.” You would if you had to though. “But I know you can’t keep doing this. I feel like I’m losing you.” He’s not the same, you don’t blame him. There’s been little differences about you too. Like the way you keep Dick closer, in a way you haven’t in a long time. If someone asked him though, Dick would say this is way more than that. After all, it’s not every day you lose a son.

Bruce though? Bruce is angry and withdrawn in a way that you’ve never seen. It worries you. It’s part of the reason why you’ve been tightly holding every bit of you together. One of you has to. Bless Alfred but some things aren’t meant to fall on just him, or him at all.

“I’ve already buried one of my sons. I don’t want to have to bury my husband too.” The way Bruce is going, someone else is more likely to bury their husband than you. Still, your husband is wasting away in front of you, like he’s intent on burying himself in some way.

That must have hit him because it’s only then that he softens and looks at you. “You won’t. I won’t have another son buried, I won’t have me buried and I won’t have you buried. But that means I have to get better.” His gaze returns to his work.

“You’re not getting better. You’re destroying yourself” Grabbing his chair you spin him towards you before cupping his face. “You’re exhausted.” His eyes would look dead if not for the ever present fire in them. Dimly lit under the weight of his world. “This isn’t helping.”

“I just need to be better.” He places his hand on top of yours but doesn’t move it. Instead he curls his fingers around it. “Figure out how to maximize everything. Be more efficient. Get more eyes and ears in places.”

“Rest.” Though you say it softly the word is firm. As unmoving and unwavering as you are. Though when the silence stretches on for too long you say, “Please. You need it, and I need you.”

He exhales. “Okay.”

“Come on, get up. We’re going to sit out on the terrace, have a meal, and get some sun.”

Bruce’s hand falls into your own as you lead him upstairs. Later he will hold you and tell you how it was never your fault, that you did the best you could here, in Gotham, at home. How you continue to do the best you could and he was so very grateful for you then convince you to rest a little yourself. Perhaps Alfred would find the two of you tucked into each other in a sitting room in the evening and a little tension would leave him as you two were beginning to come back to yourselves, to each other.

[supercap2319]

Being the son of the Aggressor and being in love with Jake Madden and Max Thunderman.

You were the son of Supervillain, The Aggressor. The only one to take on the Protectors aka the Charmed Ones, and live. Your father was well known in the villain community, and in the superhero one as well. He also fought against powerful heroes like Captain Man and Thunder Man.

He's also teamed up with villains like Surge and Kraniac in attempts to take over the world. You had no idea that you would meet the children of heroes and villains alike as you met Jake Madden and Max Thunderman.

You felt attracted to the two boys and the three of you would hangout together and do lots of things together. Until one night, you found out they had superpowers like you.

Jake, as his alter ego, Chaos tried to steal the same thing that you were trying to steal. The two of you fought back and forth, trading blows of super strength. That's when Max came onto the scene with his twin sister, Phoebe as you realized Max was a superhero as you and Chaos fought against the two of them.

During the fight, Jake's mask came off and you realized that Jake Madden was Chaos. The two of you escaped, but the next day at school you confronted the two of them. "I know you're a superhero and you're Chaos." You told them.

They looked shocked to hear that you knew their secret, and they were shocked to learn that you were the Aggressor's son.

[iliumheightnights]

Johnny: "So I'm curious..."

M/n: "Oh here we go."

Johnny: "I'm just wondering. When you and Reed....you know...do it. Does he ever use his powers?"

Reed: "JOHNNY! That's private and inappropriate!"

Johnny: "I was just curious!"

M/n grins and leans over to whisper: "Yes he does. And it's FANTASTIC."

Reed: "M/N!"

[goodstories08]

I just want to say that I love your Reed Richards x male reader oneshot and prequel (that sounds so weird. I’m sorry if it’s weird). If you don’t mind could the post I’m about to ask be after the Wiccan oneshot

I was wondering if you can do another Reed Richards x male reader oneshot, I don’t know if you write smut but if you do can you, can you do a smut oneshot where the girls are out at school so reed and y/n get into a 69 position and start having fun with each other until they realize that their kids school is done and they are walking back and they go faster getting to their climax and once they do they are only able to get their pants and shirts on before their kids walk in.

Kiss Me Softly

Reed Richards X Male Reader

!Kind of a continuation to my other Reed Richards stories, but as always you really don’t need to read the others to understand this one!

Y/n’s feet lay up against the armrest of the squishy couch. His head laying on his side so he can watch the Tv on the other end of the room, which was nearly pitch black aside from the little light the screen provided. The popcorn in the bowl beside him sifted around as he took pieces and threw them in his mouth. It had been a long week and he was happy to finally have a day off of work, even if that meant lying about being sick.

“Honey I’m home,” Reed yelled as the sound of the front door shutting echoed throughout the house.

Y/n’s eyes widen as he realizes he had spent the whole day watching Tv. He was still wearing his robe and his hair was all messed up. He panicked for a moment but with the slightest wave of his hand the whole room’s atmosphere changes. The curtains slid open to reveal the sunlight, the snack wrappers had disappeared, and Y/n’s outfit had changed into a nice sweater and jeans.

His glowing blue eyes faded as Reed enters the room. “Hey baby,” Y/n says while flying up from his seated position, hovering above his taller husband and laying a kiss on his lips.

“You used your magic, didn’t you,” He says while pulling Y/n down till his feet touched the floor.

He thinks of protesting it for a second, but as he lets out a sigh everything. He had done reversed. His robe drew itself back on and his hair ruffled itself back up. Reed giggling at him the whole time.

“You don’t have to dress up for me,” He says while throwing the shorter male onto the bed, securing him to the couch cushions and pressing his lips against his husbands. “I love you exactly how you are,” he whispers after pulling back.

“Well the girls are at school, so why don’t you show me how much you actually love me,” Y/n smirks as his husband immediately perks up to the comment.

“Maybe I will,” he replies in a seductive tone while picking him up and rushing for the stairs. The two laughing as they slam against every wall in their house. Their tounges intertwining and passionately moving in a synchronized motion.

“Reed,” Y/n moans as his husband pushes himself into the door to their master bedroom, backing up till his legs hit the edge of their shared bed. His hands quickly move to untie Y/n’s robes before casting it aside and securing his lover to the bed with his legs wrapped around his waist.

Reed begins to kiss down his face, stopping when he makes it to the middle of his neck, his beard prickling his skin in a way that tickled the smaller male. “Reed if your trying to give me a hickey you know I can get rid of it, right,” Y/n laughs, Reed advancing further down his body toward his stomach, continuously laying gentle kisses along the way

“You know you want to keep it,” He whispers between kisses.

Y/n grins as Reed makes it to his waistband. “May I?” He asks while slowly tugging it, Y/n nodding.

He is quick to slip his pants off, immediately kissing his lovers growing bulge. His hands massage Y/n as they move back to his but, feeling up and down the edges of his hole. “Ahh,” Y/n says while pulling his hands back, “Your not getting it that easily.”

Y/n’s eyes heat up as he floats them up into the air, a cloud of blue light swirling around them as he moves them to pull himself on top. Reed grunts as they land back on the bed, Y/n straddling his hips. He reaches down, eyes still blue as he taps Reed’s shirt, not bothering to unbutton it and using his magic to send it to the other end of the room right beside his robe. Y/n feels up and down Reeds chest, his dark hairs forming a light patch in the center that lead down to his stomach, his happy trail thick and dark.

“Y/n you gotta stop teasing me,” Reed lets out, the other smiling as he grinds harder against Reed’s rock hard erection.

“Do I?” He asks.

“Please, just please,” Reed pauses to let out a moan, “I just need you.”

Reeds low husky voice was already enough convincing for him. He quickly gets down to the floor, now on his knees as he slides Reed’s pants down. Y/n grins as he notices the small stain growing in the fabric of his underwear, Reed was leaking precum, and a lot of it. “Someone’s been thinking about this all day, haven’t they?”

Reed lets another low moan out before pulling his underwear off, his impatience growing. “You don’t know how much I need you,” he says. Y/n’s eyes pull away from Reed’s as he looks down to his husband’s wet, throbbing cock. He takes a moment to look at it before moving to the tip, licking the clear sticky liquid of his head. Reed lets out a low groan before giving in to the pleasure and pushing his husband’s head down to his shaft causing him to gag.

“Ohh yea, just like that,” he groans as his hips roll into his throat.

He continues for a minute before Y/n can finally pull back for air, taking in a few breaths. “Can’t let you have all the fun,” Y/n says before floating up so Reed can reach his hips. Y/n continues to suck and stroke his shaft as Reed pulls his underwear off, now sucking his as well.

Y/n feels a surge of power as he decides to try something new. His power growing as he begins to vibrate the blue whisps around him, Reeds dick quickly shaking around the back of Y/n’s throat causing him to moan uncontrollably.

“Y/n! Y/n stop,” he yells causing him to stop, flying backs so he could face Reed.

“You ok?” He asks.

“Yea, not it was amazing. I just didn’t want to cum already,” He says causing the other to laugh. Y/n’s arms fly out as he uses his power to push Reed on the bed, the both laughing as Y/n moves to straddle his waist. He reaches to move his dick to the crack of his hole, Reed sliding up and down before he had even entered.

“Calm down,” Y/n giggled.

“I can’t, fuck you feel so good,” he moans.

Y/n reaches back and gently slides his head into his hole, Reed pushing into him slowly. “Is that ok?” Reed asks, waiting for an answer before continuing.

“Yea,” He says, Reed quickly taking it as a green light to move further. He slides in, pushing further till he fully made it inside.

“Fuck, I forgot lube,” he says while moving to pull his dick out.

“No, I got it,” Y/n says while using his magic triple the load of Reeds precum, filling him to the brim till his began to leak out. He waves his hand again to clean himself out again just to be sure.

Reed began to move in, starting slow, but quickening as the two get more heated. Y/n rides Reed up and down as the two fill the room with grunts and moans.

“Fuck you feel so good,” Reed praises before flipping him over so that he was on top and looking down at his lover. He moves down and begins to make out with Y/n. He soon feels his own powers growing, Y/n moans as he feels his hole getting stretched further and further.

“Reed, that’s enough,” Y/n lets out, Reed immediately stoping the growth of his stretched cock.

One of Y/n’s favorite things about their sex life was Reeds power, I mean, who knew a man who could grow the length of any body part would be good in bed.

Reeds begins to speed up, moans getting louder and kisses getting sloppier. Reed’s hand moves down as he begins to jerk his husband, the shorter male quickly finishing. He squeezes his hole tightly as his eyes glew a bight blue, Reed letting out one final moan before finishing deep inside Y/n.

The two are panting for air, Reed’s sweaty body collapsing over his husband, dick still inside Y/n as it returned to its normal size.

“You were so good baby,” Reed whispers while moving up to Y/n’s lips, kissing him, still out of breath.

The sound of the front door shutting quickly caused the two to freeze. “Daddy, Papa, we’re home!” Yelled Skylar the slightly younger of the two girls.

Reed quickly slips out of Y/n diving down to get his shirt and throw his pants on, no underwear, just his pants. He struggles to button his shirt before running to the door, the girls opening it by a crack. Reed covers the side that Y/n was on so they couldn’t see him, only his face leaking through the crack, “Hey sweethearts, what are you doing back so early.”

“It was only a half day today Papa,” She laughs while moving to open the door, Reed still holding it closed and not letting them in as Y/n scrambled around.

He snapped his fingers, automatically cleaning himself up and reaching n his hand out, one of Reeds graphic shirts flew to his hands. He quickly pulled it on over a pair of short shorts that he now wore.

Reed was panicking till he felt Y/n tap his back,” Hey girls.”

“Daddy,” They yell before pushing through the door and wrapping him in their arms. “Papa, you too,” they say while reaching up for their other dad, he smiles before leaning over and hugging them. Both Reed and Y/n staring into each other’s eyes, thankful that they were able to clean themselves up before accidentally scaring their children.

[tobbotobbs]

Yandere DBH RK800 Connor x male (deviant or human) reader

Connors mission is to find and obtain the reader, a deviant/human on the run. However when searching the house he finds reader hiding and doesn’t warn Hank. Instead he sneaks the reader out and takes him for himself. He was just such a pretty model/boy that he had to take him home for himself.

Maybe he imbeds a chip into the reader to know where he is at all times?

Either human or deviant reader, just make Yandere Conner please and thanks.

Never wrote yandere stuff before so I hope this is okay :(

It was dark outside when M/n finally found an abandoned house where he could rest and hide for now. He had been running from the police and the dogs for what seemed like an eternity. And the fact that they were shooting after him as well, because he apperiantly couldn't feel pain and was just scrap metal with a voice, did not really made the running easier. He had to dodge thise bullets because he, in fact, did feel everytime something punctured his model. He in fact had feelings. Which was the start of all his problems actually. He had started to show some interest in his Mistress, Alina, which led her to question him what was happening and if his database was broken or needed a new update. Of course he declined and actually told her, as stupid as he was, that he had those feelings in him. They just suddenly started to appear someday and since a few days he broke through his data wall and finally acted on his own completely. After hearing her bodyguard android telling her all this, Alina of course chose to be careful and tell the android company about this situation she was in. And in no time they came and wanted to get rid of M/n. It was devastating, he had thought Alina felt something for him as well. The way she always made sure he was all cleaned up, had enough power or would be in good condition after a hard day of keeping creeps away from her on festivals or meetings. Oh, how naive the android had been. Thinking back to all this, he really shouldn't have been surprised. As long as he had no boiling blood, a beating heart and the life ik his eyes when being looked at he was worth nothing to noone.

A loud creek from one of the molting woodplanks took his interest. Slowly, M/n made his way over to the next room where he assumed the sound had come from. At closer inspection he found a few pigeons on the floor who just seemed to be sitting there and resting, just like he did. Smiling he went closer and sat down next to them, the animals not bothered by the androids appearance and deciding to just stay where they were seated, sharing the nice quietness of the room in the dark room which was slightly alighted by the moons presence outside. ,,You guys seem so peaceful...I wish I could just fly away as well. That must be a relieving feeling, go just...go", he whispered more to himself than the pigeons who only looked at him from the side in a weird manner. He only chuckled lightly. ,,Yeah...Yeah I must look a little mad right now I guess...", still talking to himself, M/n decided to call it a day and maybe dwell in the comfort of old memories on his database.

Meanwhile in the dpd, Hank Anderson and his Android partner Connor were sitting at their desks and waiting for something to come up so they could finally get away from Gavin and rk900 yelling at eachother in the office. It was literal hell for them. These idiots weren't even getting any punishment which made Hank more annoyed than he already was. It was just awful watching those two argue about some little inconvenience of their case when the real reason they've been so frustrated with eachother was in fact not the case but the sexual tension going on between them. Everyone saw it, even Connor who mostly didn't understand social clues and other things that had to do with human emotions. But really, for an Android that smart rk900 also seemed to not get it. And Gavin probably just felt too ashamed and proud to let the thought of him liking an Android slide. Poor guys, Hank thought to himself. He then proceeded to turn around in his seat and took a look at his partner who, instead of still looking at the arguing cops, stared at the wall, deep in thoughts. His little LED flickered between blue and yellow, showing that he was thinking or more like processing something which got the older man interested.

,,Connor, what's going on in that little head of yours?", he had asked smugly, already awaiting Connors dismissing reply that he actually had no real head and mind but just his servers to go through, though it seemed the Android was so deep in whatever he was doing, that he didn't even noticed Hanks question. ,,Hank, Connor! Come up here, I got a mission for you two!", the loud voice of their boss suddenly rang through the office which also bought Connor out of his processing procedure. The both of them stood up and quickly went up the stairs to the bureau of the captain of the dpd to see what he had for them. Seated in the bureau they waited for their orders. Which came quickly. A the Android of a higher ranked woman among society turned Deviant and was missed. He was classified as very dangerous because he was a bodyguard and still has weapons on him. And Hank and Connor needed to search for clues on where he was or best, find him right away and take him in. It seemed like a good and easy start into the operation, as they had already a clue on where he was last seen.

And easy it was, as it seemed. The Deviant hasn't left the area since yesterday and they just needed to check in which of all the abandoned buildings he was hiding. For that Hank and Connor decided to split up to cover more grounds. Connor, alone in an old factory building, fell into a spiral of thoughts. He was thinking about what exactly happened to the Android to suddenly turn Deviant. Captain didn't tell them any details because they needed to hurry things. He also wondered if he could ask the Deviant a few questions, personal ones, before they need to take him in and interrogate him. Perhaps he could befriend him as well to make things go easier. He threw that thought away as fast as it came. Androids don't make friends. That's what Deviants do. He was no Deviant. Suddenly he heard something. A little humming, coming from the room next to him. Slowly and carefully, Connor peaked around the corner. There, next to a lot of pigeons, the Deviant they were searching for stood and hummed a melody while dancing around a little, or more like jumping around. At the sight Connor forgot why they were here. This Deviant was dangerous? That sweet looking, humming and jumping Android in front of him? That couldn't be. He was too precious. He couldn't possibly hurt a fly now, could he? As Connor watched M/n for a while longer some confusing feelings made their way up into his system which caused to constantly show the words Software Instability in the right corner of his vision. He ignored those though. More focused on the heavenly creation in front of him. He wanted M/n. The feelings in his system were want and desire, he finally figured out.

He walked into the room, M/n still not noticing his presence as he was having fun humming and jumping around. Just as he was about to turn around, Connor grabbed the other Android from behind and held him still. He quickly searched for the deactivation button on the model to turn him off and when he did found it, he pressed it. M/n suddenly stood still and his LED blinked red for a few more seconds before it turned off. ,,I got you...now I just have to bring you home. Hopefully Hank won't notice I just left now...", Connor talked to himself as he pulled M/n into his arms and carried him away. His legs carried him to his apartment which he got while he worked in the dpd with Hank. He hadn't want to stay at the older man's home all the time so he got his own place. The way back to Connors place wasn't too long and nobody seemed to be out on the streets at this time of the day so he could easily take M/n with him. In his apartment he laid the h/c android down onto his couch and just looked at him for a little while. Then he got to work.

He searched up what to do in a situation like this and he came across some dark looking sites on the internet that told him to lock the person up, bondage them and keep them quiet somehow and be careful to not let them leave too many handprints over his place. He was confused at first but didn't look to much into it, humans were confusing to him anyways. He even got into a little discussion on one of those dark illegal site where one person recommended him, if he wanted to keep the person in control and know where they were at all times, he should put a tracker on them. That gave Connor a idea. He smiled to himself after he planned out what he would do to keep this Android, his Android, at his side. It was getting overwhelming, those feelings he had. The want grew and grew, he needed M/n at his side forever, somehow. He would do anything to accomplish that. He pulled a few arrangements over the next day, he had turned M/n's model on again which needed a little bit to restart after the abrupt deactivation, which gave him enough time to go and get the little chip he had bought online. When he came back from his little shopping spree, he had also rather impulsively bought a collar and a leash after walking along a pet store, he opened the door to his apartment slowly. The place was totally quiet, which made the Android think that M/n's model was still restarting.

Well he had thought wrong. Just when Connor rounded the cornor into the living room, the Deviant jumped at him. They both fell to the floor, Connors contents he had bought flew a few metres away thanks to the force of M/n crashing into him. ,,Who the fuck are you?! And why did you take me?!?!", the h/c Android asked, his voice shaking with anger as well as anxiety. Defensively, Connor held his hands up. ,,I'm Connor. I'm an Android, just like you. Well. Nearly like you. I saw you yesterday and...I took you. I have this feeling in me and it makes me crave for you since I saw you and now that I have you, we can live together! You don't have to worry about getting captured, tortured or even destroyed by humans! And you can jump around and hum how much you like here with me! You'll have such a kice life here with me, I promise!", he kind of maniacally smiled up at M/n. Everything he had said caught the ex bodyguard off guard. ,,Crave...me? What do you mean?", more anxious and confused now, M/n stood up and backed away from Connor a little. ,,You belong to me now M/n! I can and will give you everything yeah? This is your new home, trust me this is going to be perfect!", he stood up as well and walked closer to M/n. ,,I even got my little Deviant something~", it nearly sounded like Connor was purring those words as he grabbed the stuff from the floor. ,,Now, be good and let me put this around you yes? It will make you look so much better!", he exclaimed. His cold hands took the collar and the leash, opening it while putting it around M/n's neck, who was still shocked and couldn't really react or do anything. After it was put comfortably around the neck and closed, Connor clipped the leash onto a little hook at the frond of the collar and tugged slightly at it which made the Deviant fall forward a little and his mouth escaped a choked gasp at the sudden pressure around his throat, which turned a little white at the irritation.

Snickering, Connor tugged a little more until M/n was right in front of him. If he could breath, the other Android would've been able to feel it on his skin. ,,So good for me darling...now to my last little gift. God you look so obedient and good in this collar and leash! If I tugg you a little closer...like...this!", he pulled and M/n finally fell fully into his chest. That gave Connor the perfect position of putting the chip into back of M/n's head. ,,Darling stay still for a second. I've got to put something into you...for your safety yes? It could hurt a little but please, remember I love you and I am doing this so you'll be able to have a better life yes?", he sugar coated what he was about to do. Panicking about what was about to happen, M/n started to free himself from Connors grip, but the other had him perfectly captured between his arms. M/n felt one cold hand travel to the back of his head, where he pushed a little around before he found what he was looking for. A little plate of metal that wasn't really connected to the rest of the other parts. So he could pull it of, with force. Which he did. Agonizing pain went through the Deviants body. His eyes were opened wide while his mout let out an silently painful scream. If he could, he would fall unconscious. He wished he could fall unconscious. He didn't want to be here in the arms of some weird Android model that has gone mad. M/n didn't even care about the pain when the chip was put into his model. He just accepted it and afterwards, when the little plate was put onto it's place again, he didn't dare to look Connor in the eyes. He was scared, confused and stressed. He should've stayed with Mistress Alina, should've not told her how he felt. Oh what he would give to just be in her presence right now and get to speak a few words with her. He missed her. So much. It made him feel even worse, now that some creepy stranger took a liking on him and decided to creepy him and make him his. He didn't want that, all he wanted was to be left alone, to fly like the pigeons did.

So aorry this is actually so fucking bad I didn't know what to write exactly 'cause I've never written or really read any yandere stuff! I'm so sorry, hope you guys still kinda enjoyed it (:

[zaceouiswriting]

Easy corruption of the straight, Human Torch and Mister Fantastic (2)

Character: Johnny Storm x male reader, mentioned Dr. Reed Richard

Universe: Fantastic four/Marvel

Warnings: Heavy Smut, pain kink, degradation and more

Authors note: Hello guys! It's been a while, but I finally finished the second part of this request. Let me tell you something: it took much longer to finish this than I'm willing to admit. @innerpiratefun I hope you are happy with the second part and its length because I hope the final part will be shorter! :D

Johnny's warmth always makes you dizzy. He's so needy. Ever since you fucked him in his place, he's become a total slut. Always close to you, his hands never leaving your crotch, massaging your cock until you finally give him what he needs. No, craves!

But sometimes, you just couldn't be brought into a state of complete lust for him. You hit him more than once. He was hurt then, but much to your chagrin, he loves it as much as your gentle touch. To him, it was all just foreplay, a way to get what he wanted because if he didn't stop, you would still fuck him, just not the way he wanted.

"Damn, you're a stupid, easy whore, aren't you?" Your voice was hoarse as you hugged Johnny from behind in the kitchen. He hadn't touched you once all day. But his looks and almost ghostly touches over your sharp jaw, chiseled chest, or thighs drove you crazy. 

It finally pushed you past the limit of your patience, and he knew it. 

"I don't know what you're talking about!" His smug smirk was audible, but he tried to cover it with an innocent undertone, even going so far as to turn his head and stare at you with wide puppy eyes.

You, on the other hand, made it with his little game. With a speed and force that made it impossible for him to organize his thoughts, you banged his head on the marble countertop. Only to put one of his more flexible legs on it a second later. The pants he was wearing - which he wasn't allowed to wear because they were difficult to take off - were just another trick of his because they were so tight, leaving nothing to the imagination. They only existed to tease you anyway. It made him moan in excitement and ecstasy.

"Just like I thought: a stupid fucking whore, eager for my touch. So beautifully pathetic!" Wasting no time, you buried your already hard cock - which had popped out of the tightness of your pants - deep into Johnny's insides. "Ohhhh- shit! So damn good!”

Johnny was a mess once you bottomed out. His head was still on the counter sideways so you could look into his eyes. Which you've only been doing for about a month. For the longest time since you've been fucking his tight ass, you've been uncomfortable looking at him because while you love to fuck him, you're not in love with him.

Your heart is still captivated by the doctor who so recklessly had broken up with you.

Your hands were formed into fists and rested right at the end of his back, just above his peachy-sweet bottom, wrapped around you so tight and warm that he flattened his body against the cold countertop.

His eyes were glazed, his tongue stuck slightly out, and some spit slowly dripped from his open mouth. It became easy for you to fuck him completely stupid in a few moments now that you know how to fuck him. You know every sweet spot of his delicious body.

But Johnny also learned a lot. Even if his brain isn't working properly, he knows when to tighten his hole around your big cock so he can feel every throbbing vein inside.

Fucking the human torch hard and deep - that supposed womanizer - made you go wild after moments of his needy moans. He was butter in your hands, and you were using it to your full advantage, hammering him almost through the thick countertop. But as soon as you could hear the cracks, you pulled him back by his hair until his body was curved, making it easier for you to fuck even deeper.

Until you suddenly felt something strange. A sinking feeling, like someone was watching. You had to be careful. Only two more people lived in the shared apartment, and Ben could be heard moving. So as not to unsettle the pervert, you quickly increased the speed again, making it seem you had no idea someone was watching. You slammed into Johnny even harder, forcing him to moan so beautifully that, for a second, you forgot anyone was watching.

You pulled him flat against you, wrapped your forearm around his neck, and squeezed him. His moans subsided a little as not enough air could reach his lungs. "It's what you wanted. Isn't it? To be put back in your place by your Master… my little bitch.”

You kissed his cheek for the first time, and out of the corner of your eye, you could see Johnny blushing even more than he already was. Your other arm wrapped itself around his midsection, just above his rock-hard cock, not touching it because he didn't deserve any relief.

The intensity of those looks increased even more after your lips left Johnny's cheek. At this point, you were already caught the pervert's eyes without him noticing. Jealousy was evident in his warm brown eyes.

It got you smirking in victory. Knowing that the man watching you bang someone else still has feelings for you made you feel warm inside. Now all that was left to do was make sure he would stay that way for a while, hopefully forcing him to slip up sooner than later.

Just thinking about your sweet doctor almost threw you over the edge and fuck Johnny mercilessly. Just seconds before you were about to unload into his perfect little ass, you pulled out. It made your fuck toy whimper with dissatisfaction.

“Stop whining and get on your knees, whore!”

When the stability you had given him was gone, he fell to his knees - too weak and no longer able to support his weight. But you didn't care at that moment. You just grabbed his head and pulled him over your big cock, by his ears.

At first, you moved his head to satisfy yourself, but his mouth was just too good. It was so good, in fact, that you had to lean against the opposite countertop. He eagerly followed your cock without letting it leave his mouth even once. His tongue danced over the veins of your cock and your cock head and even tried to enter the slit.

That was too much for you. You placed both hands on the back of his head and pushed him down on your cock until you could see it bulging in his throat.

"Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!" You yelled loudly as you came straight down his throat, letting it flow down into his stomach. "Ohhhh... fuck!" you screamed again, quickly pulling your still-hard cock out of his mouth.

“God, your mouth is even better than your sweet ass... shit!” You ruffled his hair, chuckling. "Good boy."

He raised his head in less than a second. He immediately looked straight into your eyes while beaming with happiness. “Thank you, sir!” He said, stuttering. There was a bright smile on his face. 

But you were pissed. Before he could ask what he did wrong, you grabbed him by his hair, held his head, and slapped him so hard that the echo bounced from wall to wall in the hallway, even a few seconds later.

Now his eyes glittered because of the tears welling up in them. 

“Now let’s try again, okay? Because you're apparently so fucking stupid, it's ridiculous. What am I?"

“Si-” When he saw your hand raise again, his eyes widened. “Master. Master!”

A satisfied smile was back on your face, your hand gently stroking his now deeply red cheek with your visible handprint again.

"You learn quickly. At least that's something, considering you're useless in any other way than being my little toy, isn't it?"

Secretly, you were still angry that one of his attacks accidentally almost burned you alive when you were out in the field, which only increased your desire to make him do something he never thought he could or would do.

You grabbed his head up by his hair and pulled his head back as he stood in front of you again, forcing his mouth open with your other hand. You spat straight into his mouth. With gratitude in his eyes, he swallowed your spit without question.

“Now, be a really good boy and listen carefully.” Your hand that had held open his mouth down his back, and in the same movement, two fingers immediately plunged into his wide-open hole. "Now you go to your room, clean yourself from top to bottom, use lotion to make your skin even softer, and I want you to look your best than ever, hairstyle and everything. Then you will put the chastity device on your little cock and put on the harness, got it?”

His eyes widened even more than before, you knew he wasn't ready to become that kind of slut, but you didn't care, he's yours, and he needs to understand that his opinions and feelings are unimportant. But he nodded anyway. 

“I understand, Master.” 

His voice was quiet, but you loved it. You almost could go again, but you barely had the strength to hold yourself back.

Satisfied with his submission, you leaned forward until your lips were almost touching his. You could see the desire in his eyes as you stared at him, aware that a kiss was all he wanted. You used it as much as possible to get everything you wanted.

“And you won’t come at all. You won't touch your little cock at all. The only thing you're allowed to do is clean your dirty whore hole. If you are not pristine, I will punish you severely. Understood?” 

Johnny nodded but remained silent.

Forcing some distance between the two of you again, you grabbed his head with your hand, moved it to his cheek, and slapped it gently. 

"Good boy, now open your mouth." 

As soon as you ordered, Johnny did so. You inserted the two fingers that were in his ass - full of your cum.

Laughing to yourself, you walked away, your hard cock wiggling in front of you, slowly becoming limp.

Johnny was left alone in the kitchen. As he slowly recovered from his high, he realized how dependent he actually was on you. His heart is full of love for you, but he has accepted that he is nothing more than a hole to you. He also knew that he had to keep you happy so that you would stay by his side.

The thought alone was more than enough for Johnny to do anything to keep you. It didn't matter what he needed to do as long as he could feel you.

He walked quickly into his room, aiming for his own bathroom, where he scrubbed his body completely clean. Afterward, he applied lotion to it and let it sink in. It made his body even smoother. Every hair on his body was gone except for the stubble on his face, which you told him you liked several times, turning his boyish charm into something more sexual. But his face also had a lot to do with that.

It took a while, several hours, for the cleaning to be fully completed. But finally finished, he stood before his bed and looked down at the chastity device. He knew you would want the key, which is why he hesitated to put it on.

His eyes wandered to the leather harness he had put on without thinking. Looking in the mirror opposite his bed, he was pleased with himself. He looked good, very good even.

His dick hung down. He touched it and wondered if it was really so small. In comparison to yours? Definitely. But other men? Women did nothing other than moan and scream his name. Just thinking about them made him hard.

At first, he thought nothing of it and even lazily jerked off a little. Until suddenly, a shiver ran down his spine. You could be anywhere if you wanted, and if he was honest, even though he's in love with you, he's afraid of you at the same time. Knowing that he wasn't that important to you and that you could easily get another toy to play with, he stopped his movements, turned around, and picked up the chastity device. With one last look in the mirror, his cock exposed, he wrapped the device around himself.

After that, he couldn't look in the mirror anymore. His gaze fell over the cage he now wore. It would take a while for him to accept his new reality, but if it meant keeping you to himself, he would live with it.

Just as the sun began to set, Johnny finally left his room, a robe hiding his nakedness from prying eyes. He went straight to your room and knocked. There was no sound coming from your room. You didn't ask him to come in or anything like that. But as he pushed down your doorknob, it opened slightly.

Confused and surprised, he watched as the door opened completely. When he looked inside, he couldn't see you. He walked into your room. After all, you had asked him hours before to be ready for you, which made him think you had left your door open for him.

***

After getting Johnny back into his place in the kitchen, you went to the gym, a public one. You never like to workout alone - sometimes it's necessary due to your powers - so you try to do your usual workouts in public gyms. Which sometimes even led to hot, steamy encounters in the shower. Johnny's ass is tight, tighter than any you've ever had, but to take a little more pressure off your balls, all you need is a good-looking fitness guy.

During your intense workout that made some of the most muscular guys blush with embarrassment, you suddenly felt like something was wrong. You tried to push the feeling away until you couldn't anymore.

You threw down the two hundred kilograms in your hands. So you picked up your towel and water bottle, anger radiating through you, not knowing why you walked out without showering first.

You walked out of the gym with all your stuff, strolled around a corner, and suddenly, you disappeared and reappeared in your shared apartment with the rest of your team.

As soon as you entered, you sensed that something was wrong - something was terribly wrong. You tripped over your feet as you ran. Quickly, you moved through the apartment. Going from room to room, opening every door you could find. That was until there was a noise behind you - just a few steps away - from behind a door you didn't open as it was locked, as always.

Emotions raced through your body, fear pounding through your heart at who it could be, anger that someone dared go in there, and madness at what that person could find.

Without thinking twice, you pushed your bedroom door open so hard that you slammed it against the wall, causing the handle to dig into the stone, rendering it useless until you pulled it back out.

Your eyes looked over your room. Nothing strange on the right, just your video game consoles, your PC, and all that good stuff. But when your gaze wandered to the left side, where your large bed was, your blood started to boil. Heat rushed through you like a vulcan.

“Get up!” you ordered Johnny, the anger evident not only on your face but also in your voice that boomed through the room.

Johnny was startled by your loud, demanding voice. He jumped off the bed and almost jumped into your arms. You forcefully grabbed his jaw and forced him to look up at you.

“Did I allow you to enter my room?” You looked threateningly at him, bloodlust evident in your eyes – something you had developed recently towards him since he accidentally attacked you on that one mission.

"No, I- Your door- it was open and I just thought-“

His difficulty forming a simple sentence annoys you even more. So much so that out of a reflex, your hand shot forward, grasping his throat. Johnny had to look down to meet your eyes for the first time.

“My door is never open!” You told him aggressively.

"I- I thought- thought- the same thing, but-" Now it was thanks to your hand that only a few words came out of his constricted throat. 

You didn't believe a word he said. Most of the time, he just rails you up so you would punish him or simply fuck him stupid. But a few times, he does it to challenge you. He still had that idea that one day he might actually beat you, only to be thoroughly humiliated by you.

Both ideas made you even angrier, but eventually, you just let him fall to the ground. You didn’t even realize how long you had been depriving him of oxygen. Not until Johnny fell to the ground, like a sack of potatoes gasping for air.

“For once in your miserable life, make yourself useful and suck my cock. You can at least try to make me forgive you for this breach of trust!”

Johnny was too preoccupied with panting and gasping for air, so you took matters into your own hands by grabbing the back of his head and placing his mouth on your clothed cock.

“Stop being such a pussy,” you rolled your eyes in annoyance, disgusted by this display of weakness, “and open your mouth. I’m not going to make it easy for you, bitch!”

And as you told him, you pushed his mouth even closer to your hardening cock.

“Open up!” you hissed angrily. Finally, Johnny slowly opened his mouth. You quickly pushed his open mouth over your hardening dick. “Fuck, wider!” And he did. Groaning in satisfaction, you moved his head to the prominent bulge in your short gray sweatpants. “Want to taste my sweaty cock, boy?”

He was older than you, but you realized early on that it was the only right thing to say to a pathetic guy like him. That question alone was stupid, and you knew it. Of course, he loved it, like all the other straight guys before and during the time you used him.

"As soon as a real man comes along with a real monster cock, all your pathetic 'alpha males' womanizers by day turn into such eager cock sluts by night. It's just pathetic!" You mocked his former lifestyle with a big grin on your face. After all, you knew well that you ruined him for anyone else. He could never fuck a woman without having your cock on his mind and feeling inadequate.

Soon you pulled your cock out and stuffed his face full of it, not caring as he choked on it. You just kept pushing it in while holding his head in place until his gag reflex went away again. At this point, you've done it to him so many times that his body no longer reacts as aggressively as it did the first couple dozen times.

Your already sweaty body glistened with new beads of sweat as you pounded his head vigorously with your eyes closed, bathing in the excitement of the moment.

It was almost impossible to notice, perhaps because you were drunk with lust, but you saw something strange out of the corner of your eye as you opened them slightly. Out there in front of your open door, barely poking above the doorframe, you could see a pair of eyes staring at you and Johnny. The same eyes you've seen many times before when you fucked Johnny or someone else. Aside from those eyes, only a small piece of forehead was visible, making it impossible to be Ben. His boulder head, is far too prominent.

You have not faced those eyes or done anything to indicate that you have seen them. Instead, as planned, you turned Johnny around so that he was lying on his stomach, his face pressed deep into your mattress.

“I have to punish you because you just don’t seem to be learning,” you whispered in your toy’s ear.

With barely enough energy, he successfully turned his head, mouth still wide open.

"What do you mean?" he asked with fear in his eyes.

A rare smile appeared on your face. You gently caressed his cheek and dipped your thumb into his mouth, only to coat his lips with his own spit. But instead of answering him, you forced his head back into your mattress.

You told him to lie there and not move. He did it out of fear of you, not wanting to upset you any more than he already had. He could hear you rummaging around your room. It wasn't what he thought, though. You were making all those noises to make him suffer without being able to run or talk. You tried to pique his curiosity. You wanted him to move so you could punish him even harder.

Minutes later, while he was wiggling around, you finally came back to him and touched his shoulder, telling him silently to stay still. He immediately stiffened.

"I'm going to take off your robe now." Before you had finished your sentence, your hands were already on his robe, slowly pulling it off his perfectly smooth, hairless body.

As soon as the leather harness became visible, your mouth started watering. 

“That’s exactly what I needed!” You moan loudly. Johnny grinned to himself when he heard the satisfaction in your voice.

But then it happened for the first time. A burning sensation ran through Johnny as he turned around in shock. He saw your grinning face, but your eyes were cast down. As he followed them, he realized the reason for this strange burning sensation: on his peachy ass, he could see a red, painful mark in the shape of your hand.

“Put your damn head back down!” you bellowed, scaring poor Johnny. With his head back where you wanted it, you found yourself staring at that delicious, toned, muscular body again. The leather showed off his muscles even more than before. Something you always missed about your handsome doctor was just that. submissivity.

Gently, your fingers followed his spine down to the leather belt of the chastity belt. There, you dig your fingers a little into his flesh so that they can get under the belt. With a swift motion, you pulled him a little closer to you. Eager to please you, he followed your movements instantaneously. But instead of having him on all fours like Johnny thought, you pushed him back down again.

“You’re too eager to please, boy. One of the reasons you’re just a pathetic little toy to me.”

The words echoed in Johnny's head. Everything else fell silent afterward, a humming drowning out every other sound. For a short moment, he even felt like he was leaving his body.

A snort from you was the first thing he heard again. With a sudden burst of anger, disappointment, and pain, he tried to move, to punch you in your 'stupidly handsome fucking face,' but he was unable to do so. His attempts to squirm free were unsuccessful.

"Stop moving so much. Otherwise, the next part of your punishment will be much harder than necessary!" you whispered darkly in his ear, sending another cold shiver down his spine.

Somehow, he found a way to look behind him while you distanced yourself from him. With horror in his eyes, he saw the paddle in your hand, and as soon as your eyes met his, he tried to get away again. But his bonds held him tightly.

It had only taken you that brief moment of him being far away in his mind to put handcuffs around his hands and tie them to his harness and chastity belt.

Without a word, the first collision of leather and skin was heard in the room and the adjacent hallway, echoing through most of the large apartment. It wasn't the place for such acts, but you had to get the spy's fascination to catch him.

Johnny tried to stay strong to impress you. But when the leather paddle with the wood inside landed on his skin for the third time, he screamed, a scream of pleasure and pain - something he never thought he would experience with you.

The fourth, fifth, sixth hit, and so on gave you the same honey-like sound you relish like nothing else. His skin was already red. When you touched it after the tenth time, the skin was already heated, but it wasn't enough for you.

There was only one thing you could do to satisfy your needs. Give Johnny another ten blows with the paddle across his deliciously red skin.

The eyes from the open bedroom door became more intense the more you spanked Johnny with the leather paddle, at least for a bit. But after a while, the intensity weakened.

So you had to do something else, so you threw the paddle away and pulled Johnny up in the same motion. His heated ass cheeks burned against your thigh. But you didn't leave it at that. You grabbed him hard by his hair and pulled his upper body backward. With his head resting on your shoulder, you place your other hand on his stomach and press him fully against your body.

Holding him there, you rested your chin on his shoulder. You moved your big cock lazily between his asscheeks that glowed like rubies.

“God, your ass is so fucking smooth and hot.” You moan lowly into his ear, nibbling on his earlobe. It elicited a moan from his throat, so deep and lustful that you wanted to ravage him then and there. You could only barely stop yourself from doing so.

“You know you're my favorite toy, right?” Suddenly, your voice was so soft that Johnny melted into your touch again. Just as gently, you stroked his cheek down to his neck, but suddenly, your hand touched the underside of his chin, gripping it rather forcefully. Slowly but not carefully, you forced him to look to the side so you could stare down into his pretty blue eye. “So pretty and all mine, isn’t that right?”

For a while, Johnny hadn't said or done anything. His mind was fuzzy, and his body was too weak to contain his feelings for you anymore. It wasn't until you gently slapped him that he returned from his dreamland.

“I’m all yours, sir.”

“You finally understood when to call me what. Interesting.” You licked your lips, feeling how dry they had become, as you still stared open-mouthed at Johnny’s blissfully contorted face.

Something had clicked in your head. Only for you to lean forward and kiss the tempting lips before you for the first time, you could tell that Johnny was more than surprised to feel your warm, wet lips on his own. Feeling his shocked eyes on you during the kiss you gave him with your eyes closed - as it should be - was more than enough satisfaction for you at that moment.

You opened your left eye a little for half a second. Seeing the burning anger in the spy's eyes only added to your satisfaction. Before anyone could notice what was happening, you were gone. 

As you stood in Reed's room, you saw his body, with his pants at his ankles and his hand furiously jerking himself off. His rather sizable cock twitched under his warm touch.

As you grinned down at his body, with his head out of the open door, you felt even more satisfaction knowing that you were irresistible to the older doctor. You slowly touch his shoulder with your left and let it slide down his bare skin down to his crotch while you massage his lean body with your other hand.

How he didn't immediately notice that something was going on was above you, but you were having fun until it would finally happen. You grasped his hand with your larger hand, effectively helping the doctor jerk off.

The man had never moved so quickly before. He pulled his head back at tremendous speed. Your grin never faded. From where you stood, you could see and hear him gulp loudly before finally turning towards you.

“Hey, doctor. Did you like the show?” you asked him teasingly. To your dismay, he tried to look away in shame. But you didn't let that happen. You grabbed his head and forced him to look at you. “Don’t you fucking dare look away from me!” You growled at him. He looked up at you in disbelief. “I’ve had it with you! You won't kneel for me? Okay, but then don’t fucking spy on me if I have someone who does it in your stead!”

A second later, the two of you were in your bedroom. Johnny was still lying on his stomach, head tilted to the side, waiting for you.

“What a good boy!” you said softly.

Your voice made Johnny look over to you. His smile faded as he saw Dr. Richards at your side. He struggled to his feet, trying to hide his beautiful naked body.

“Lie back down!” You ordered him. Without protesting, Johnny did as he was told.

You looked back at Reed with a superior grin. “I know how much you’ve always wanted his beautiful, smooth body. But it wasn't you who tamed him, but me.”

His head was red with embarrassment. How you could find out that he had always longed for Johnny, even when his late wife was still alive, was a mystery to him. The only thing worse was that you had Johnny and not him and that Johnny had you and not him. He always wanted both you and Johnny for himself. Now, he was on the outside, and his two crushes were intimate with each other.

But what could he have done? He wanted to have you on your knees and pleasure him, but he knew you would never do such a thing. He didn't know back then. He thought you would come around and see that he deserved to be worshipped and you should be his loyal follower, but when the rumor reached him that you were a steel top, never even letting anyone near your behind, he had to distance himself from you.

“Sit down, Reed. You’ll watch me destroy my little toy, and after I pump my cum into his holes, we can speak further.”

In a daze, he did as you told him. Not for reasons of superiority, at least that's what he told himself, but because you knew the truth. When he sat down, his hands were already around his cock again, tugging away furiously.

“Oh, and you won’t touch your cock!” You told him warningly. His hands were immediately on the arms of his chair. "Good boy."

When Reed heard this nickname, which was condescending to him, he slowly came to his senses and realized what was happening. The humiliation he felt increased when he realized he enjoyed being bossed around by you. It destroyed the image he had of himself. His eyes fell on his aching cock, which was now twitching even worse from just your order.

With a smug smile, you didn't take your eyes off Reed as you effortlessly plunged your massive cock into Johnny's loose hole. You showed just a second of joy, with your eyes slightly closed, a happy smile on your face as your head fell back into your neck. But after that second, your smug smile reappeared, but you kept your head at that angle and turned to look at Reed again.

Dr. Richards was harder than he had ever been in his life. A thick vein pulsed on the side of his cock. It fascinated you, but you still smugly told yourself Reed was smaller than you in length and girth.

With your arms behind your head, you sloppily fucked your little toy, not really caring how he felt about it. But his soft moans and pitiful gasps were all you needed to know.

“You want to see me destroy him?” You asked Reed, your voice dripping with arrogance.

Even though Reed nodded his head, you didn't change anything. Disappointed, the doctor almost burst into tears of frustration because you hadn't done what he wanted to see.

“Come on, Reed. I want to hear it.” You teased him further. Your smug smile grew even wider.

“What do you mean?” he asked you, barely able to speak because of a lump in his throat.

You could only scoff and wonder how dense a man with an intelligence like his could be.

"Call me what you've always wanted to call me." A panicked look crossed Reed's face. "The name you call me in your dirty dreams!"

Without touching himself, Reed suddenly came like a fountain, painting his slender body with his own cum. It was just too much for him. He gasped, his muscles gave out, and his eyes rolled back into his head.

“Open your eyes, little bitch!” Reed, even though he had just cum, forced himself to get himself back together. “Good. If you cum again without my permission, I will punish you too, understood?”

“Yes, sir!” he murmured quietly, not realizing what he was saying.

But you heard it, and it made you grin because it made it official that you were superior to the other man who considered himself a dominant top.

As soon as you heard the title, you knew you would force Reed to call you by it forever. Railed up by the situation, you grabbed Johnny's muscular waist with both hands and rammed into him like a wild bull, making your toy scream in pleasurable agony. You pulled him off your cock until your cockhead was visible. Before you could feel the cold air on it, you fucked back into him. This made Johnny moan like a bitch in heat.

For a while, you were using Johnny as your personal fleshlight, but when you suddenly move a little, your cheap little whore screams and cums without your permission.

“You stupid bitch!” you shouted, your voice full of anger as your foot stomped angrily on his head. “Can’t even contain the pathetic lust inside you!”

Pulling on the leather harness with one hand while still pinning him with your foot on his head, you fucked him so hard that his eyes rolled back in his head. At this point, you were panting and had to keep from cumming yourself.

Even though you really didn't want to, you slowly pulled out of his burning wet hole. His hole glistened in the light of your precum, begging for you to fuck him. Johnny even went as far as to squeeze it to make it more tempting, but you weren't done with his punishment yet.

You stood upright between your toy's spread legs and told Reed to come closer, and when he came within reach, you grabbed his shoulder and placed his left hand on Johnny's perfect round ass.

In your dizzy state, you teleported all three of you to a place you kept hidden from everyone, even those lucky enough to be taken there by you.

Your blue room: Your playroom, with everything your dirty heart desires. Even though you call it one room, it is actually multiple rooms.

Once you get there, you let go of the other two. You could tell Reed was dizzy. He leaned forward, almost showing you the meal he had eaten not an hour before. 

All the while, Johnny fell to the ground with a loud thud that made you cringe and smile simultaneously.

“Reed, pull yourself together.” Grumbling, the man straightened his back again. “Pick Johnny off the floor and put him on the bed!”

"Yes, sir!" he murmured as quietly as he could. The fact that he would be so easy to take down left you unsatisfied. You wanted to slowly dismantle him piece by piece and then rebuild him like you wanted him to be, as you did with Johnny. But someone else did it before you, which upset you a little.

Reed just stood before Johnny, obviously not knowing how to touch Johnny, which is why you had to do it yourself. You grabbed him by his leather harness and pulled him up effortlessly while Johnny could only groan slightly in discomfort. You walked around the bed and threw him carelessly onto it, but when he landed face up, you groaned in annoyance. Only for a second, though, because when you saw his drunken, lustful face with his tongue sticking out and even a little saliva dripping from it, you let your anger disappear and replace it with untold amounts of lust of your own.

“Turn him over and place all the handcuffs around his limbs. I’ll get the equipment!”

Although you could see the confusion on Reed's face, you ignored him just before heading to a hidden door. When you come back into the room, you roll a cart with lots of different tools laid out, hung, or somewhere in between so you can choose.

"Long or short whip?" You asked the other man, deep in thought. You wanted to whip Johnny as hard as possible with the long whip to reach a larger area. But the long whip was hard to handle, so maybe the short whip would be better for Reed's first time. Before the other man could answer, you had already given him the short whip. "I don't think you've ever used one of these, so let's start smaller."

Looking down at his still-open cock and then at yours, Reed immediately understood the backhanded comment.

Seeing the angry look in his eyes, you warned him not to try to attack you because of his bruised ego if he didn't want to suffer more punishment, maybe even similar to what Johnny was going through now.

He swallowed hard and let the whip down a little. As his mind became clear again, his position began to falter again. He was inferior to you in every way, and he knew it. He had even given you his pride, so why was he so angry? Maybe it was because he's a man, a stud no less, as many women assured him, and not like Johnny, a mindless slut who will do anything to be satisfied by a big cock.

And yet, every time he looked over at your monster, he felt a tingling sensation in a place he didn't even know he could feel something like that.

He pushed those wishes and thoughts aside and positioned himself behind Johnny, who was already prepared by your big cock. Johnny lay on a cube, but only with his stomach and chest, while his head had to be held up using his own strength. His ass was visible - his wide open, gaping hole, still wet with your precum, trying to tempt the doctor now. 

“Don’t even think about his hole. Maybe I'll let you fuck him later, but only if you were a good boy.“ You move behind Dr. Richards. He immediately froze, not daring to move a single muscle as you wrapped an arm around his chest while, with your other hand, you grabbed his arm that held the whip, your lips slightly higher than his ears. “Can you be that for me, Reed? A good boy?”

"Yes-Yes, sir!" Reed said suddenly, breaking another part of his pride.

“What?“

“I-I can be a good boy for you, sir,” he told you, quieter this time, not yet ready to fully accept his sudden devotion to you. But deep down, he knew that this was all he ever wanted to do. Since the day you've tried to pop his cherry, to ravage him and making him scream your name into a dark, silent night. But he wasn't willing to show you his weak side because he always thought that wasn't what he was supposed to be.

You guided his hand and hit Johnny with Reed's hand first while the man was still deep in thought. The sound of the leather hitting Johnny's skin snapped him out of his head. His eyes widened in shock as he saw the deep red stripe across his gorgeous reddish ass. 

“It's delicious, isn't it? The sound of Johnny trying to suppress a scream of pleasured pain and the red streak shows off his ass even more.” 

Before Reed could react, you guided his arm again and whipped Johnny a second time, a third, and a fourth time. Never in the same place because you didn't want to break his skin. You perfectly hit always go either over or under the other streaks, giving the impression that you've paddled Johnny instead of whipping his lovely butt.

While guiding Reed's hand, you lazily moved your massive cock up and down between his ass cheeks, smearing it with your precum. At some point, you bit his shoulder because of the extreme desire that had built up inside you. Reed, to your shock, moaned in absolute ecstasy.

"You're not much of a top after all, are you?" You chuckled darkly in his ear. The hand that had guided his hand was now on the lower part of his stomach. "Imagine how nice it would feel for me if I could feel my cock right here like I do with my toy over there."

Despite all the lust growing within you and Reed, the older man was able to break free from you. Shock was visible on your face for the first time as you looked into his eyes.

“I’m not a slut like him!” he expressed with much conviction.

However, all you could do was smile. You took a step forward, and he took a step back. This continued until the bed was at the back of his knees. When he felt it, he was so shocked that he fell onto it. You place your hand gently under his chin, forcing him to look back up at you and not stare at your hard monster in front of him.

"Of course, you're not a slut like my toy because you're so much more to me." You caress his cheek, leaning down and kissing him softly, biting his bottom lip and tugging it gently as you straighten your back.

Smugly grinning down, you saw now absolute devotion in his eyes. 

„Now open your pretty mouth. I don't want to hurt my toy by going back in dry.“ 

Holding your massive cock in your right hand, you brought it up to his lips, his eyes still looking into yours. With your left hand on the back of his head, you pushed his head closer. Automatically his lips opened just a little bit, enough for your cockhead to get in. But even this was already too much for him, as you could feel his teeth scraping over your sensitive head. 

Instead of pain, it send a rush of excitement down your spine, knowing you were big enough to fill this man's big mouth out. Neither of you broke eye contact as you slowly used his mouth for your own pleasure.

Even after minutes, you could hardly get more than the glans in. You started getting impatient and tried to force more into his mouth, but you couldn't. His gag reflex was just too strong.

“Fuck, you’re useless!” Hard you pulled his head from your cock and pushed him away. 

You climbed over the bed to Johnny's head and shoved your cock in just as hard. As you felt his mouth around your cock and, shortly after, the root against his face, you were in heaven. “God, yes, that’s the shit!” You moaned loudly.

You soon pulled out of Johnny's warm mouth and moved to his ass, where Reed was still sitting on the bed, wide-eyed.

"If you're going to sit there like a pathetic little cuck, pay close attention to how you fuck someone!" A mischievous grin on your face as Reed's face reddened immensely.

In one singular, quick movement, your massive cock disappeared into Johnny's eager, loose hole. Your toy moaned deeply, causing you to give him a nice slap on the back of the head, only for you to grab him by the hair and pull him up, making him groan in slight pain. Your other hand quickly moved to his throat, almost entirely encircling it, but because that wasn't enough, you had to let go of his head to wrap it around his neck as well. Fully enclosed, you pulled him further back, flat against your own hard body. You not only had control over the speed at which you effortlessly returned him to his empty state of mind, but you also had his life in your hands with your hands squeezing his throat.

“You would look perfect with a choke collar so I could choke you whenever I want. That should be your main thought, shouldn’t it?”

Johnny could only nod, almost completely gone. He didn't have to speak or even try to. You could feel it in the way his hole tried to clench around your cock, but also because of his special spot that you intentionally penetrated whenever you pulled out and pushed in again.

As you lazily fucked into your lovely, wet toy, Reed's eyes were glued to the point where the two of you collided. Looking over at him, you winked, only for you to suddenly start to fuck your toy like a machine. You rammed into him like there was no tomorrow. For minutes you fucked like this. You just wanted to finally cum and start the next phase of your plan.

Feeling your balls tighten, you prepared yourself for the orgasm of your life as beads of sweat streamed down your face. All too suddenly, as you prepared, your body couldn't take it anymore. Pumping like a fountain, you filled the delicious hole around your hard cock. Your lips between your teeth, you tried to stifle your moans even though your eyes were already rolled back in your head, only for it to escape muffled and broken.

It took a while before your body stopped spasming, but as it did, you fell onto Johnny’s back, and with him together, you fell to the bed, almost entirely hiding the once exceedingly muscular man. He was still muscular but not as big anymore, but still nicely tight and juicy.

Still breathing heavily, your eyes slowly wander to the first man you wanted in your bed. “Reed, come over here!” You ordered him.

For a moment, nothing happened. Your eyes were on the doctor the whole time. In his eyes, resistance. You mockingly straighten your back and painfully slowly pull your big cock out of the loose hole. Johnny moaned so deliciously. But as soon as your cock was out, he started whining like the slut he had become, thanks to your guiding hand.

You slid off the bed and stood strong and tall in front of the doctor. His eyes focused on both the giant cock hanging between your legs and your cum flowing out of Johnny's tight little ass.

As you walked around the chair Reed sat in, you crouched behind him. One of your arms wrapped around his neck.

“I’m sure Johnny would love it if a talented tongue fucked his ass and helped him get all the fluid out of him,” you whispered softly in his ear, sending shivers down his body, “And if Johnny is happy with you, I’m sure he’d love another cock in him too.”

It didn't take long to feel the resolve breaking in the handsome older doctor. But when he got up, you had to stop him from falling back and even help him walk over. All that confidence he showed before was gone. He was butter in your hands.

Not so secretly, you felt his ass up, groaning internally, only wanting to show him that the two of you could have been a couple all along by showing that you were the man from the start. But you had to be careful not to overwhelm him.

But to your utter surprise, he was already spreading Johnny's butt cheeks as his hands touched the soft bed, giving you a pang of jealousy. You watch with fiery rage as Reed dives in without a second thought, licking Johnny's loose hole and fucking him with his long tongue. But worse? It sounded like his tongue was more talented than yours because Johnny almost screamed with overwhelming arousal. You watch, steaming with anger, standing next to it. The only reassurance was Johnny moaning your name, but that didn't help much.

It was hard to contain your anger because you didn't want to let Reed slip through your hands again.

So you watched Johnny lose his mind as Reed fucked his smooth ass with his long, pointy tongue. Again and again. Realizing that Reed's face and mouth were filled with your potent cum, pure satisfaction came over you, so hard that it was almost too much for you.

It brought a sly smile to your face and new blood pressure to your cock. It wasn't the scene itself, though. You had long since lost the ability to appreciate other people having sex. For this reason, you take every opportunity to empty your balls several times a day, and because, since you got your powers, you produce cum at an extreme level, so much so that you would probably never run out, even if you fuck a hundred holes a day.

You were only absent for a moment, but when you returned, Reed already had his cock between Johhny's cheeks. He moved his cock back and forth in between them as his precum smeared his already wet hole.

You gently place one of your large hands on the doctor's ass and lean against him.

“I allow you to fuck him.”

As you told him this, he stared deeply into your eyes, and without looking down, he slid into the ass in front of him - Johnny's hole was loose enough - but to Reed's surprise, he fell onto the younger man's back as his cock completely disappeared into his hole with ease. 

“Fuck!“ Reed moans loudly.

“I have never heard such dirty words from you. I like it!” you whispered seductively. You were so close to him, one of your knees on the bed between his legs, as you leaned down to his ear. 

Meanwhile, with the hand still on his ass, you began kneading it more and more aggressively, sending immense pleasure through you.

Reed was so overwhelmed that he didn't move since his cock disappeared into Johnny's ass.

“Come on, fuck him before the bitch starts whining again!”

It was hard for the older doctor to push himself up or move, but with a little help from you, he got to a point where he could slowly fuck the hole that seemed to be aggressively sucking him in.

His slow movements quickly became faster and harder. You knew this was the right moment to do what you had planned. As you whisper encouraging words in the doctor's ear, you also slide your other hand down his muscular back, down to his butt, and even through his crack.

Reed shuddered under your touch and immediately turned his head towards you.

“Shhh... shhh... shhh, everything is fine. You finally put your cock in Johnny's sweet hole, remember? We both know how much you wanted to fuck him even when you were married to his sister, so enjoy it now, okay?”

It wasn't a question. But he still wanted to argue. So you had no choice. You took both hands from his ass, cupped his face, and kissed him. Not just any kiss, but one that undoubtedly showed him who was in charge in this relationship.

When you parted, you could see Reed's eyes unfocused, drunk with all the pleasure he was feeling, almost as helpless as Johnny whenever he saw you.

“Now enjoy your victory,” you said to him.

He finally let himself do what he always wanted without any further inhibitions. He began to brutally fuck the young man, finally receiving the loud moans he had always dreamed of.

But you? You became angrier than ever when you heard Johnny moaning for anyone but you, even if it was your name that fell from his sinful lips. Even though that was always your plan, you couldn't stop yourself from getting furious.

So after you pulled Reed into another kiss, this time he had a submissive attitude towards you, which tempered your pride a bit. Not enough to dissuade you from your new plan, though.

The kiss only lasted a moment before you pushed his face forward again.

Immediately after, you trailed kisses from his neck to his ribs, down to the mountain of an ass he had hidden for so long. You couldn't resist any longer and bit into the smooth, warm flesh. A sudden loud moan erupted from the endless groans coming from Reed's soft lips.

You took it as an invitation. You dove in nose first and licked his sweet, tight hole with your big tongue. But what shocked you was that it was sparkling clean. There wasn't even the slightest smell of anything unpleasant. Did he wash there? Did he go further? You would only find out if you go deeper.

You did this by pushing the tip of your tongue through the confinement. Not only did it feel washed, but it also tasted sweet. Either he planned this, or he's just a clean freak. The latter felt more like Reed.

Soon you pulled the tip back out and marveled at the roundness of the ass you had wanted to fuck for years. You can finally break him down, showing him where he truly belongs, and this time, you won't let him get away! Even if he started fighting, it would be too late by now.

As you slapped his ass cheeks pretty hard, he groaned loudly and pushed himself deeper into your toy. Johnny, by extension, also moaned louder as Reed's cock plunged deeper into his bowels, molted by your massive cock.

You enjoyed kneading his ass since it was big, he obviously, he had been training it for a while.

Your eyes never left his hole. You massaged it with your thumb, trying to get in, but he was too tight. You didn't have the patience to open it slowly. Anger still boiling in your stomach.

But you didn't want to break him either because he needed to enjoy his first time and remember who had taken away his last innocence. He had to become addicted to your touch, and by God, you will do whatever it takes to force him to worship you.

Even though your anger was dangerously close to wanting to kill the entire city, you went back in, tongued his hole, licking it and plunging deeper and deeper into him, lubricating it until you could finally push your index finger slowly in. As soon as the tip of your finger released the tightness, an airy moan escaped Reed's open mouth. You began to watch his face as he looked back, his eyes shining.

One of his hands ran through your hair, holding you lightly in place and wordlessly telling you not to stop. You grinned widely, knowing you had him where you wanted him.

You stuck a second finger in him and a third a few minutes later, searching for something with your middle finger, and soon you found what you were looking for. With a few masterful thrusts of your finger against his prostate and a few strokes of his cock inside Johnny, Reed poured his seed into Johnny, moaning like a slut. His hole was shaking, as was his whole body.

Seeing him completely fall apart, falling onto Johnny's back, made your cock hard like never before.

Before you knew it, you had jumped up and positioned yourself over Reed, who was still trying to catch his breath with your cock in your hand. You couldn't hold back any longer. You had your first taste of him. And now you need to have the whole meal before you go insane!

Without a second thought, you held your cock head against his too-tight hole. He wasn't properly prepared, but you didn't care. After all, he needed to be punished after you had to work so hard to get him into your bed!

You placed one of your hands on his back and pushed him and Johnny harder into the bed. So he couldn't escape when you finally broke him in.

You slide your cock head over his hole a few times, smearing your pre-cum over it, hopefully making it a little more slippery.

You gripped your cock tighter and pressed it harder against Reed's tightness. But you didn't break through. Annoyed by the situation, you applied even more pressure. You didn't even care about the strange noises coming from Reed. His face was hidden by Johnny's back anyway.

You pressed and pressed, but the first ring wasn't budging. Your tip was seemingly just too large. Stopping your aggressive attempts to break him in, you leaned back for a second, thinking of another way to get what you wanted. Only to suddenly lose your balance and barely be able to hold yourself upward by putting your other hand on Reed's back before crashing onto it.

Confused, you looked around for the reason for your sudden movement. You didn't even realize your tip had broken through Reed's rings of muscle, opening up a new world and meaning of tightness. But how could it be that you didn't feel it right away? Now that you were aware of it, you could feel the extreme tightness and heat, but it should have invaded your mind and rendered you unable to think clearly.

All thoughts vanished from your mind as you could feel Reed's heat sucking you in deeper. “Fuck it,” you thought to yourself as you violently bottomed out.

With your entire massive cock now buried deep in Reed's ass, you had to stop for a second and calm yourself from immediately cumming deep into his bowels. But his obscene moans made it almost impossible for you. You've never broken into such a tight hole before. Not even Johnny's, since you prepared him well.

The thing was, though, Reed apparently loved it too because there wasn't the slightest discomfort in his moans, just pure pleasure.

You exhaled sharply, the air tickling Reed’s skin. It elicited another moan from him.

As you looked down at the slutty, moaning doctor, you couldn't take it anymore. With aggressive thrusts, you pull your cock almost all the way out and ram it back in even harder. Their smooth, rough rhythm, which seemed endless, was so fast that you wondered how you kept it up for even a minute.

You started fucking him like a beast, getting more brutal with every passing moment. Both of your hands dug deep into his waist as you held him right there. His entire upper body swayed in all directions. Whenever you saw his face, it was relaxed, his eyes glossy with passion.

He looked almost as good as Johnny. But somehow, the magical feeling you once had was no longer there. The thrill of dating another man similar to you was gone now that Reed was broken, shaking, and drooling under your statue, impaled by your dominating cock.

That doesn't mean you hated it. It was all different now. Almost the way you felt with Johnny. Like he became your toy. Your toy. But Johnny was already your boy, your stress reliever. You would protect him from everything and everyone. But what exactly would Reed be?

You didn't have to think about it for long. You felt the same way about Reed. After all, his previous strong, dominant exterior had crumbled, revealing what he always was: a slut. A hole only you can use!

Your body became damp because you couldn't stop fucking the man you always wanted to be with. And now he wasn't the only one.

When you think of Johnny, your eyes suddenly dart over to him. His eyes were barely open, a wide grin on his face. You pulled one of your hands away from Reed's waist and gently caressed Johnny's cheek. He immediately went into the warm, familiar touch. It made your heart beat faster.

Suddenly the image of Johnny and Reed kneeling side by side in front of you, wearing jockstraps and enjoying the taste of your cock, came to mind.

That was too much for you. With an animalistic groan, you cummed into Reed's bowels. Pump after pump, you shot into him, marking him as yours, just as it always should have been.

Out of sheer exhaustion, you fell onto his back and pushed Johnny even deeper into the mattress than he already was.

“Shit!” you muttered, excited for what the future would bring you. After all, you already have two sluts who will surely do anything to get your attention.

Reed and you were breathing heavily. The whole time, Johnny just smiled. When you placed your hand between Johnny and Reed, exhausted but curious, all you could feel was hot cum between them. You must have pulled Reed's cock out of Johnny's wide-open hole, and he came again.

You chuckled and pushed yourself off Reed, almost crawling out of bed because the exhaustion was deep in your bones. You stretched a little while standing. Prepare to teleport all three of you back to your apartment.

That was until a sudden dizziness hit you, and you swayed from side to side.

“Shit,” you mutter under your breath, “Not now!”

But before you could even try to steady yourself, you fell to the ground, the world spinning faster and faster until you fell unconscious.

[Masterlist]

[pendragon-writes]

Death

Gavin Reed: Didn’t you die?

Male!Reader: This was weeks ago things change

[rev-glut]

Ideal Boyfriend Headcanons

Pavitr Prabhakar x Male!Reader

Summary: Anon requested “Pavitr and his ideal partner. Male reader is you can please.” (not direct quote) before Tumblr ate the draft I made with the original request. Lesson learned.

Notes: I’ve never done headcanons like this before but I felt like it was right for this one.

Honestly based on everything in movie, I feel like Pav loves people who are confident

This means someone who feels good in their own skin

So you know who you are and you’re rocking it

You’re also not afraid to say what’s on your mind

Also amazing fashion

His boyfriend has a style and you do it so well

This probably goes without saying but a good heart

His love language is physical touch, at least one of them is

Whether that’s just messing around, cuddling, holding hands, or just being next to each other

Speaking of messing around you guys goof around a lot

You guys probably banter and tease each other a lot too (lovingly of course)

Also smart

You’re also passionate about the things you love

Sometimes when you do things he’s just internally “That’s my boy! Look at him. He’s so cool and doing great things.” He’s also externally like that

You’re also his number one supporter all the time as he is yours

Sometimes Pavitr is a nervous wreck, while it doesn’t happen often it still happens as he is still just a human

And you almost always know what to do

You’re also kind and respectful

You also know your way around a kitchen enough to impress him

All in all he loves you very much

[lunarfleur]

Don’t Touch Our Goalie ~ Dean Portman and Fulton Reed

Tagging: @collieflower215 @juneberrie @whyareyouhere66 @sluggmuffin

Warnings:Fighting, cursing.

Summary: Dean and Fulton will never tolerate someone laying their hands on their favorite goalie

This is x male! Reader!

Hockey was an aggressive sport. You knew that. Hockey players could be aggressive. You knew that, too. Hockey could be unfair. You knew that better than anything else about the sport.

It was one single save that set him off. You were a good goalie, there wasn’t anything that could make you believe otherwise. But, sometimes, even after the whistle gets blown, players can act as if they have unfinished business.

The player from the other team had heard the whistle, the one that marked the end of the game, but he approached you anyway. He cursed and yelled at you. You stood up straight, puffing out your chest like Dean told you to-make yourself look bigger. But he put his hands on you anyway, grabbing you by the cloth of your jersey and sending you skidding back into your own goal. You heard-and felt-the clang of the metal against your helmet. A dull ache started in your shoulder, and you knew there was gonna be a bruise.

You felt a strong hand grab your arm, and there crouched Fulton. You hadn’t even noticed he and Dean had skated up. Both teams went quiet on the ice, watching the way Dean got into his face.

“Are you okay?” Fulton asked, soft as ever. He had taken his helmet off. His hair was drenched with sweat, his face bright red and glistening. Nodding, you let him pull you off the ice. He grabbed your helmet, gently pulling it off your head.

You hadn’t heard Dean use such inappropriate language on the ice in a long time. But that was the effect you had on him.

“Who the fuck do you think you, are anyway?” Your boyfriend barked. His voice was getting higher and higher every second, the way it did whenever he was angry. It didn’t take away his intimidating demeanor.

Dean gave him a shove, and the player backed into Fulton’s chest. Fulton still had a grip on your arm, he seemed content to never let go.

“Don’t touch our goalie,” Fulton scoffed. That was enough to get him to back off.

The way Fulton said it, “our goalie,” made it obvious who he was talking about. It wasn’t “our” as the team’s goalie, it was “our” as in their’s. You were their goalie: Fulton and Dean’s.

Fulton let go of your arm and it fell down to your side. Dean looked at you, eyebrow raised, before smiling brightly. You smiled back.

“Thanks, sunshine.” You winked playfully and basked in the way the both chuckled. You intertwined your fingers with Fulton’s and grabbed ahold of Dean’s wrist, leading them both off the ice.

The team was already in the locker room when you got in there.

“Everything okay?” Adam asked hesitantly. Fights during the game were totally normal, but none of them had ever seen Coach’s reaction to one afterwards.

“Yeah, fine,” Portman shrugged. Your locker sat directly in between Dean’s and Fulton’s, across from Ken’s.

You pulled off your jersey and pads and everything else that wasn’t necessary. You craned your body to look at your shoulder in the mirror, barely seeing the bright red mark that sat against the skin.

Dean grabbed your shoulder, a cocky grin on his face while she dug his fingers into the spot.

“That hurt?” He asked. You winced. It did.

“That’s gonna leave one hell of a mark,” Fulton told you, pressing his lips to the corner of your mouth. Dean, from behind you, pulled you against his chest. He kissed the top of your shoulder densely.

“Well, if he’s gonna be dating both of the Bash Brothers, he has to be able to handle a small bruise.”

“Dean, it’s the size of my hand,” you scoffed, prying away from his arms to run into Fulton’s. You pouted playfully, digging your face into Fulton’s shirt.

“You have small hands,” Portman shrugged jokingly.

Dean leaned in close to you, face inches away from yours, before he straightened back up and kissed Fulton’s cheek. He grinned, backing up and walking away.

“See you, I love you both,” he called, exiting the locker room.

You pouted for real this time, looking up at Fulton. He laughed at you, ignoring the groans of the rest your teammates, and grabbed the sides of your face sweetly. Every game ended like this.

“Don’t cry,” Fulton chuckled, “I can give you all the kisses you want.”

[roses-r-rosie3]

Deception

Ethan Landry x M!Reader

SPOILERS FOR SCREAM 6!!!

Warnings: angst, violence, swearing

Summary: y/n is Kirby’s brother and is dating Ethan but finds out Ethan only used him

Y/n and Kirby waited for the rest of the group to arrive after setting up the theater. The two siblings saw the group arrive. “Hey, it’s up to Bailey. We’ve got everything set up” said Kirby. “Where are Mindy and Ethan?” Asked y/n worried about his boyfriend. “They are five minutes behind us” said Tara. “Let’s get you all inside” said Kirby. “Not you, don’t trust anyone remember?” Said Sam stopping Danny. “We don’t know you, not really” said Sam. “You know me” said Danny. Y/n and Kirby looked at each other giving each other the awkward look. “You’re not woodsborrow, I’m sorry” Said Sam. “It-It’s okay I get it, be safe okay?” Said Danny as he kissed her cheek. “You too” said Sam as they walked to the theater. “Good call” said Kirby.

All five of them entered the shrine room. “We cleared the whole place before you got here” said y/n. “So, this is the only way in or out, once he steps through the front door, both doors lock automatically, and trapping him inside” said Kirby. “We turned into a kill box” said y/n. “Weapons?” Asked Sam. “One gun and One knife, I hold onto the gun and y/n holds onto the knife, that knife conveniently being the one that Charlie Walker stabbed me with” said Kirby. “Wait wait wait, why does y/n get the knife, he’s our age” said Chad. “Well he’s my brother and I trust him enough not to be ghostface” said Kirby. “And why do you get the gun exactly” said Tara. “I’m the only one with the badge here and that’s why it’s me” said Kirby. “We’re safe here” said y/n. “I’m gonna check in with Mindy, to see if they’re close” said Sam as she, Tara, and Chad went into the middle of the kill box. Kirby turned to the right while y/n turned to the left.

All of a sudden Sam revived a call from Bailey. “Get everyone out of there Sam you’re not safe. I heard from the Atlanta field office, they said agent Reeds has been on a downward spiral ever since the woodsborrow murder last year” said Detetive Bailey. “They fired Kirby two months ago for being mentally unstable, she’s no longer with the FBI” said Bailey.

Fast forward to when Tara and Chad get attacked

“It’s Kirby and y/n, they’re the killers” said Sam “oh shit” said Chad. “They made this theater a kill box for us” said Sam. “We need to find a way out of here” said Chad. “Hey what about that, there’s an exit door, maybe it leads to the roof or something” said Tara pointing to the ladder leading up to the second floor. “Theres only one way to find out, let’s go, let’s go” said Chad. Ghostface appeared from behind the curtain and tried to stab the three of them. Chad tackled him to the ground as he took the camera that he found. “Smile for the camera motherfucker” said chad as he ghostface with it. The three of them ran behind the curtain desperately trying to find a way out. “This way come on!” Said Tara as she led them through the narrow hallway. On the other side they met y/n as chad threw the camera at the attacker.

“Y/n stay the fuck back” said Sam. “One of them knocked out kirby and made me drop my knife and chased me here!” Said y/n as ghostface came back to attack them. “There’s no time for arguing” yelled Tara. Ghostface tried to stab chad but Tara and Sam held the attackers hand back letting chad punch ghostface. Ghostface landed on his knees as y/n kicked them across the face. “Let’s go!” Yelled Tara as her, Sam and y/n ran to the door. Chad took the gum-ball machine to smash it across the unconscious attackers body as another ghostface stabbed him. “No! Chad!” Screamed Tara as Sam and y/n held her back. “Go” said chad as blood was spewing from his mouth. Ghostface did the knife swipe to clean their blades as y/n, Sam, and Tara ran into the middle of the room.

Skip to when Kirby shoots at ghostface

“Stay the fuck back!” Said Sam as she backed herself away from y/n. “We know it’s you guys” said Tara. “No, one of them knocked me out” said Kirby. “Stop! Get away from them!” Said Detective Bailey. “What are you doing?” Said y/n. “Did you kill Quinn? Did you kill my daughter!” Said Bailey. “Jesus Christ” said Kirby. “What ever he has been saying to you, don’t listen to him, he’s probably the killer” said Kirby. All of a sudden a ghostface appeared behind Bailey. “Behind you!” Said y/n. As Bailey shot at Kirby. All of a sudden the ghostface stopped behind Bailey as y/n, Tara, and Sam looked at each other in shock. “Great job, both of you” said Bailey.

“You?” Said Sam. “Eeh, of course me, frankly I expected more from the three of you after what two of you did to us” said Bailey. “What do you mean us?” Said y/n. Ethan unmasked himself as ghostface. Y/n looked like he was about to cry. “Ta-da” said Bailey. “Surprised babe? Mindy was right it was easy to juke the roommate lottery, I mean did you really think I loved you? I only used you because you were close to Sam and Tara, and on top of that you were Kirby’s brother. Now that’s what I call a win-win” said Ethan. “So you’re saying that you never loved me” said y/n in shock. Y/n gave his all into their relationship just for Ethan to betray his trust. “Don’t look so hurt y/n, no hard feelings” said Ethan as he smirked at the h/c haired boy.

Skip to when Kirby shoots at Bailey

“Sam come on!” Yelled Tara. Sam went up the ladder as Ethan tackled Kirby. “Recognize this?” Said Ethan. “Fuck you!” Said Kirby as Ethan stabbed her with the same knife that Charlie Walker stabbed her with. Y/n went up to Ethan and hit him in the back of his head with a brick. “Sorry sis, but I’m gonna need this” said y/n as he took the knife out of Kirby’s stomach. “Fuck him up” said Kirby as Ethan slowly started to get up. “What are you gonna do about it bitch?” Said Ethan. Y/n looked at Ethan with a mixture of anger and hurt eyes as he started to continuously stabbed Ethan. “Y/n!” Yelled Sam as she climbed up the ladder. Y/n took the gun on the ground as he put the knife in the sheath that came with the knife. “I’ll be back” said y/n reassuring his sister.

Y/n made it up the ladder seeing that Sam and Tara already crossed the balcony. “Take this!”Said y/n as he threw the gun over to Sam before crossing the little balcony. “Careful” said Tara. A gunshot made y/n fall forcing him to hand on to the edge of the balcony as Tara and Sam tried to help him up. “I can’t grab on” said y/n as Ethan tried slashing him. “It’s too bad that you’re gonna die a virgin babe, I would’ve loved to see you under me” said Ethan teasing y/n. “Fuck you!” Said y/n. “Fuck you!” Yelled Ethan. Y/n tried hanging on but the blood on their hands made it hard for him. Tara, Sam, and y/n saw Quinn come from the balcony holding a knife in her hand. “You guys are so fucked now!” Yelled Ethan. “Guys, let me go” said y/n. “No..” they both said. “Yeah let him go!” said Ethan. “Trust me” said y/n.

“You have to let me go” said y/n as he took the knife from his pocket. He gave them a reassuring smirk as they let go of him. When he landed Ethan stabbed him in the stomach. “Got ya babe!” Ethan said smiling. Y/n yelled as he took the knife out of the sheath and shoved the knife in Ethan’s mouth. Y/n twisted the knife as blood came down Ethan’s mouth. “You’ll be the one dying a fucking virgin” said y/n as he blew a kiss to his lover as he pulled out the knife. Y/n started to laugh as his now ex-boyfriend’s blood splashed on his face. “Looks like you’re down another brother” said Sam.

Time skip to when Sam kills Bailey

Sam, Tara, and y/n sat on the stairs as they thought about what just happened. Ethan appeared out of nowhere to attack them. All of a sudden, a tv was dropped on top of Ethan. “Nobody breaks my brother’s heart and gets away with it” said Kirby as she smirked.

A/n: my requests are opened if you want to submit any ideas🥰

[all-gummed-up-inside]

You and Gavin are strictly platonic just friends, that’s what you guys always say anyways. But it’s getting harder and harder to say that when almost every other day you find yourselves barely dressed and idly grinding against each other. It always *starts* off innocently enough, whether that be you coming over for a wellness check on him or something else, then morphing into strictly just as *friends* cuddling to make him feel better, and somehow always ending with dry humping and confessing how much you love each other.

Really one minute you guys are cuddling while Gavin is ranting about his latest encounter with Elijah, the next he’s hiding his face in your neck as he nuzzles the tip of his cock against you, tip slick and boxers more than stained, whines and complaints muffled as he cums for the nth time that night. Completely forgetting why he was even angry in the first place. After awhile he finally gets settled down for the night, snuggling against your neck and letting out a faint “I love you” before promptly passing out <3

[rev-wrath]

All my stars

Jason Todd x Reader

Summary: You take Jason to see the stars.

Info: Fluff, angst at the end. No gendered pronouns are used for Reader, so feel free to imagine whatever you want. 1.4k words.

A gentle breeze makes its way across the property. Soon Jason will be pulled away for his nightly duties, but for now he lays here with you on a blanket on the lawn of Wayne Manor. Your head on his chest, his arm around you. Taking the time to say goodbye to the warm summer season with a picnic before it got too cold for them and classes ate up more time and energy than you’d like. For the day you had already said goodbye to the sun, left with the dark gray and blue mix you knew as the night sky here.

“We should go camping over spring break.” You say softly.

“We could go during a weekend.”

“We could,” You agree, “but I want more time out there.” Rolling over to your stomach, you have a look of softness that makes Jason’s breath stop for a second. “I want to show you the stars. You deserve to see them more than a weekend would give us.”

A warmth fills his own heart, and not for the first time, for a moment you are all Jason knows. You want to go out to the woods outside of the city to show Jason the stars. Something he hadn’t really thought of in a while. Something that didn’t exist here in the polluted city of Gotham. If he was honest, the thought of you just wanting to show Jason the stars because you know this makes him want to cry a little. “We can go camping over spring break. We should go.” There’s a million more words on his tongue but he’s not sure which ones to say, if any of them.

You smile and lean over, placing a kiss between his eyebrows, his eyes fluttering shut.

“I love you, Jason.”

“Love you too.” He says your name with your reverence, like you’re some kind of god. To him, you might be something like that, he thinks as your lips meet.

When Bruce is presented with the idea some months later, his eyebrows crease. “I’ll think about it.”

Jason refused to let up. You had made a joke that Bruce needed a powerpoint presentation or diagrams on large pads of paper to understand. Jason grinned.

Bruce got presented with a powerpoint. Alfred found the whole thing delightful and funny. Everyone knew Bruce did too, it could be seen in his eyes just a little. The butler added his own comment after Bruce spoke, making his allegiance clear.

“Perhaps, Master Bruce, you would also have some personal benefit from a little excursion in the forest. Take time away from your endeavors and from a distance you could keep an eye on the young master and lady while giving them privacy.”

That Bruce could agree to a little more, after a few weeks of Alfred and Jason, along with you once, bringing it up he gave in.

Once break rolls around Alfred sends all of you off with a soft, cheerful smile. Your hushed voices and laughter in the backseat bring a smile to Bruce’s face. Every so often Jason pokes his head into the front to talk directly to his dad. Though at one point he pulls out a book, The Outsiders, reading that. You spend most of that time with your head on his shoulder, a hand wrapped around his arm instead of his hand so that he could still flip pages and hold the book. Eventually you reach your destination. A small walk from the beaten path is a big enough clearing for you two and your activities.

Promising Bruce that you would yell if you needed anything and that yes, the two of you can put the tent up by yourselves and could make a fire. He checked everything one more time before allowing you to split from him. You’d meet back up for dinner together. For now you and Jason take up the task of putting up the tent.

Once you had successfully put up the slightly tilted tent you went to gather firewood, a task that mostly involved you and Jason running around chasing each other, your laughter ringing out in the forest and a quick little stick fight with two incredibly nice, sturdy sticks. Despite that you two quickly gathered decent sticks. By the time Bruce made his way back to your little area Jason already had a fire going. Dinner also meant that night would fall soon and the real reason you are out here could happen.

Long after s’mores and Bruce had left, the sun set, giving way to a gorgeous dark blue sky. You and Jason sit next to each other, tucked into each other’s side, as you watch that sky slowly fill with bright flecks of stars. A grin spreads across your face as you look up, a small gasp draws your attention to Jason. Beautiful, wonderful Jason with wide eyes full of wonder, mouth still stuck in that gasp. The stars are reflected within his eyes, it’s beautiful but your focus is still solely on Jason. There isn’t much you wouldn’t do for Jason to keep that look on his face, to keep feeling that feeling, to experience all the wonderful things he hadn’t yet known. He deserves to see the stars every night, to experience this every single day. You’d have to make every second here count, then find what else you could give to him that’d bring this wonder to him.

Jason ended up deciding to ditch the tent, pulling the sleeping bag out to lay it under the stars. “Thank you,” he whispers, holding you against him. “for taking me out here.”

“Thank you for coming. Maybe we can go up the mountain and look at the stars there.” The view from up there would be even better, something Jason deserved. You had no doubt they could handle such a hike to the nearby mountain and up it. How long you’d be up there is a different question though. Would you spend the night up there?

Jason’s voice pulls you from your thoughts. “The stars are beautiful, but they don’t compare to you.”

You smile and kiss him. “You’re not so bad yourself, handsome. Not bad at all.” Jason kisses you this time, murmuring poetry against your lips.

On the third night Jason grabs your hand, tugging you up. “Dance with me?”

“Of course.” You follow him, one hand in his, the other on his shoulder.

The forest provides its own music with the chirps and trills of the bugs, the rustle of the leaves, and if you really concentrate you could hear the nearby stream.

Jason starts humming as you sway together, pressed against one another. Softly, you join in. You don’t know how long you stayed there, wrapped up in each other as the forest sang. What you did know is that you didn’t want to be anywhere else. A part of you wanted to stay forever, but that wasn’t going to happen.

Under those stars you danced, laughed, and kissed Jason. They were your stage, your backdrop, creating so many sacred moments. Each and every night Jason was enraptured by them, and you by him. Eventually it had to come to an end, you had to go back to Gotham with its smog. You promised each other you would come and see the stars together again.

Death would shatter that promise weeks later as you screamed and cried when Bruce returned with Jason’s corpse, neither of you ever to see the stars again. You’re content to resign yourself to the smoggy gray skies of Gotham, with its artificial yellow and oranges, streaked with all other sorts of colors. The forest and its endless stars could be left with his memory and wonder, away from your glooming grief.

Yet, months later when Jason looks up at the sky with green eyes, he can’t help but to think that this sky is more worthy of your gaze, that you should be here looking out into this speckled canvas. Looking at the stars here Jason can’t help but think of you, who took him to see the stars because no one else had, because you wanted him to, because you thought he deserved it. Jason can’t help but to think even here you are still more beautiful than the stars. Jason can’t help but to think of you as he looks at the stars, after all to him you might as well have hung them.

[supercap2319]

Y/N came back to the ground as Mr. Fantastic and the Human Torch joined him. He wiped the sweat from his forehead. "You did exceptionally well, Y/N." Reed Ricards smiled.

"Thank you, Mr. Ricards."

"No need for formalities, kid. Call him 'Reed.' I certainly do. Or Mr. Killjoy." Johnny grins.

Reed opened his mouth to say something, but his cellphone rang, and he answered it. "Sorry, but that was Susan. Something's come up. Johnny, would you watch Y/N? Give him whatever he needs." Then he was walking towards the door.

"Oh, don't worry, Reed. I'll give him exactly what he needs." Johnny said with a filthy smirk.