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astridselixir · 7 months

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"𝐓𝐡𝐚𝐭'𝐬 𝐢𝐭. 𝐊𝐞𝐞𝐩 𝐠𝐨𝐢𝐧𝐠."

Pairings: Yoru x fem!reader

Summary: After a stressful day filled with missions and nonstop training sessions which involved Brimstone yelling at everyone around, it was safe to say that you and Yoru were exhausted. So, as always, you two decided to let off some steam. And what better way to do that than to have his pretty lover, you, ride him?

Warnings: p in v, riding, use of pet names, bit of degradation, unprotected sex, breeding, porn w/o plot

(A/n: When I heard Yoru say this in a match, I just knew I had to write it. Istg, I go feral everytime this man speaks.)

(NSFW below the cut!)

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“That’s it. Keep going.” Yoru breathes out, hands tightly gripping your hips as you moved up and down on his length, whines and moans of pleasure escaping your lips every now and then. Such pretty sounds, he thinks. But then again, everything about you was pretty.

“Look at you. Fuck. Such a slut for my cock, hm?” You were far too out of it to even process what he said, so you only nodded, hoping you weren’t making a fool of yourself in front of him

Seeing this, he chuckles, squeezing your supple flesh reassuringly as he continues to watch you ride him, guiding you here and there. What a glorious sight; Yoru knew this image of you would be stuck in his head for days. He relished in the way you bounced on him, tits mimicking the movement of your hips as you lost yourself in pleasure. He wished he could stay in this moment forever, within the warmth of your gummy walls.

Your eyes were screwed shut, head thrown back with a fucked out expression painted across your face. One hand was firmly planted behind you, on top of Yoru’s leg as you straddled him while the other rubbed quick circles on your clit.

Fuck, you looked like a goddess. He was losing his mind over how heavenly you appeared to be as you played with yourself.

You could say this was your favorite part of the day; sexual tension finally getting released in the bedroom, relieving both you and Yoru. This is definitely what you both need after such a stressful day. A good fuck.

I mean, working as an agent for Valorant was stress itself alone. And it’s worse knowing either of you could get injured at any given moment, or maybe even die. But you try not to think about it too much as it would only make things worse.

As you both continued, it was as if fumes from your intimate activity were clouding the entire room, creating an atmosphere of sex and need. One that felt warm and moist on your skin, added with a bit of familiarity.

“F-fuck. ‘m close, so close.” You uttered out, hips desperately grinding on Yoru’s to reach that sweet climax you’ve been working so hard for.

Hearing this, he bites his bottom lip, forcing a stop to your movements which earned a frustrated exhale from you. You opened your eyes, vision slightly hindered by tears as you turned to look at him. You tilted your head to the side, shifting in your position while giving him a look of confusion.

The agent only chuckled at this, amused by your frustration. He enjoyed seeing you suffer— it was a guilty pleasure of his. He rubbed small comforting circles onto the skin of your hips before answering,

“Come here, my love. You’ve done so much work already, let me take care of the rest.”

The minute those words left his mouth, butterflies exploded in your stomach, an even warmer sensation coating your already hot cheeks. You nodded eagerly as you moved, leaning down and wrapping your arms around his neck, nuzzling your face into his skin and planting soft kisses on it. He in response, smiled at this, kissing the side of your head before placing his hands on your back, rubbing it soothingly and getting into a comfortable position— one that he can easily thrust into.

“I love you so much.” He whispered, tucking away a strand of hair behind your ear.

Just when you were about to respond, you were cut off when Yoru slammed his hips into yours, the tip of his cock instantly kissing your cervix, causing your mouth to hang open and your eyes to roll back. The words died down on your throat, getting replaced by a loud moan that was both from surprise and pleasure as he practically drilled into your dripping cunt.

Babbles of his name rolled off of your tongue like a prayer, nails digging into his skin as you mewled, the sensation becoming almost too much to bear.

Oh, you were so close. So close that you were practically hovering over the edge. All you needed now was just something to push you off, and luckily for you, Yoru knew exactly how to do that.

Tears slipped out of your eyes, rolling down your cheeks as you sobbed, begging the man beneath you to let you cum.

“Wanna cum so bad. Please, please, please. Please let me cum.” You cried out, your whole body shaking as Yoru continued his abuse on your wet heat.

He smirked upon hearing your words, holding you tighter against him, his hands leaving marks on your hips that will surely bruise tomorrow.

“Aww, my little princess wants to cum? Go on then. Make a mess on my cock like the whore you are.” He cooed, both amusement and mockery evident on his tone. He loved seeing you like this. A literal begging mess that was ready to be picked up and pieced back together. He swears he cums almost instantly when he hears that cute, little voice of yours plead for his approval.

That was all you needed to reach your peak. It felt as if you toppled over the edge, a burst of ecstasy shooting throughout your body like electricity, sending aftershocks and waves of euphoria to ripple through your whole being. You let out an almost pornographic moan, sending the man beneath you over the edge as well.

Yoru moaned as he shot thick ropes of cum inside of you, filling you up to the brim and coating your velvety walls white. He continued to sloppily thrust, pushing his seed deeper and making sure it wasn’t dripping out. He wasn’t allowing even a single drop to go to waste.

Oh, fuck. The sole image of you swelled with his child made his eyes roll back, a shiver running down his spine at the thought of getting you pregnant. If that were to happen, he’d surely be overjoyed. But of course, he’ll always leave that choice up to you.

After that, you both stayed still, breathing heavily as you tried to calm down from your previous high. You were exhausted, sweaty, and satisfied. You couldn’t have thought of any better way to end this day.

“I love you…” You murmured, words slighty incoherent, but you’ve been with Yoru long enough for him to know exactly what you said. Your eyes slowly closed, a sigh of contentment leaving your lips while his hand smoothed over your back, occasionally tracing shapes on your skin to help you fall asleep faster.

Once Yoru was sure you were knocked out, he slowly pulled out and gently laid you down on the bed. He then got up, slipping on a fresh pair of boxers before going into the bathroom to grab a damp towel. He also grabbed clean clothes for you to change into before walking back to the bed.

He sat down on the edge, admiring your sleeping form for a while and the peaceful look you had on your face. God, you were so beautiful (he lost count of how many times he said that already), he adored every single thing about you. From your curves to your beauty marks, everything. You were the sheer image of perfection in his eyes. No one could ever compare to you. A literal supermodel could be in the same room as him, yet he’d only have his eyes on you.

Shortly after ogling over your beauty, Yoru got to work and began wiping you down. He made sure you were as clean as possible before changing you into the clean undergarments he brought. He also took off the sheets and threw them in the laundry basket, not bothering to put on new ones since he was too tired and didn’t want to disrupt your slumber.

Once he was done, he got under the covers and pulled you into his embrace, giving you one last kiss on the forehead as you snuggled closer to him. He smiled once he felt this, causing him to think that you were seeking his warmth— you were. That alone was enough to reassure Yoru, allowing him to drift off to sleep with his mind at ease.

(A/n: Alrightyy, I just needed to finish this one so I could finally start working on the requests I have! Thank you sm to all the anons that sent me requests! I love y’all 🫵🤍 Hope you guys have/had a great day‼️🎊)

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khuzena · 2 years

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The valorant protocol when their s/o is so good at cooking

Valorant protocol (boys ver) x any gender!reader

Tw: fluff and crack and someone has probably did this before but idgaf this is my take. Small smut because these men are just down bad for you.

(chamber, yoru,kay/o, phoenix, brimstone, breach, cypher, sova ,omen)

Chamber

He often cooks for his own meals and he doubts that anyone would ever cook for him out of the blue.

It was probably at morning he first tasted your meal, you, at the corner of his workshop with a bowl of Cream of mushroom soup for him, he was surprised at this sudden gesture and was held back at the strong aroma of it.

He took a bite and the way the flavors swirled in his mouth, he often eats at luxurious restaurants but your cooking is infinitely times better than what the others can offer.

He enjoyed every bite and wanted to taste every delicious delicacy that you can give, he'll provide you with a credit card with no limits, telling you to use as much as you need for your cooking appliances or ingredients as such.

Chamber would gift you some cook book recipes at random times, just open your cabinet and you'd see a shopping bag with french culinary cook book with literally every recipe. (If you do use that cook book, he'd be delighted and would want to be the first person who tries your food)

When he's busy though, he'd just quickly munch on some treat you made and would kiss you goodbye, tasting the whip cream on his lips as he goes to work.

Yoru

Much like chamber, he won't ever cook for anyone in the protocol other than himself and you, he lives off instant ramen and tonkatsu like a broke ass college student but yeah he's at an average level when it comes to cooking.

When he first tasted some dessert you mafe for him, preferably tiramisu, he savored every bite but his pompous ass can't set his ego aside to compliment your skills.

He'd sometimes watch you cook in the kitchen and hide in the corner of the room, admiring how you absolutely handle the spatula and every ingredient with elegance and deft. (However, if you do catch him sneaking around he'll quickly run away and won't face you until you bug him and would make a shitty excuse that it wasn't his intention to watch[it was])

Yoru sometimes teases you that you cooked food for him because you're so in love with him and so you shut him up with a spoon of cake you made.

Kay/o

He can't eat or smell food so sometimes he'll just watch you eat the food you make and watch you make it.

Even though he can't eat it, he likes watching you cook and would offer to help you prepare or make some dishes if you'd like.

Kay/o thinks the dishes you make are a work of art because it looks aesthetically pleasing and even if it doesn't, he knows you pour your heart out everytime you decide to cook some food.

Sometimes he'd ask you what your food tastes like so even if he can't eat it, he'll have an idea of how good it tastes.

He once tried to cook food but he accidentally spilled water in his hard drive and malfunctioned as you just froze there not knowing what to do, kay/o wanted to impress you too but instead of that he got a lecture instead, and some kisses. (Metal kiss yay)

Phoenix

Everytime you cook for him when he's stressed or just hungry, he feels like he's more down bad for you because I think he's the type to find people who are good chefs very attractive.(not all though, just you)

When he tried their cooking, he was absolutely hooked and would be begging for seconds.

If his s/o could bake, he'd ask for some small snacks like cookies or macaroons if they could; I can see him that when he's busy like in a mission, he'd take out a small snack that you made from his pocket and eat it so he could calm down.

He'll definitely be the type to brag to the others that 's/o made me this, that blah blah blah' to no end because he's just so smitten with you and proud of you.

When you visited his family, you cooked so much food his mothers were literally asking you if you were phoenix's lover, phoenix had to resist the urge to call you his wife/husband because you're just perfect in his eyes.

Brimstone

Oh boy, in his days before, he tasted a lot of good food whether it was travelling or with his friends in the past, he's tasted a lot but it seems like decades worth of food isn't as delectable as yours.

He'd be quick to praise every bite of the food you offered him and even asked if you would like to be some sort of protocol's chef. (He'd pay you good but if you'd like, he'd pay you in other cough cough ways.)

I don't know but I think I saw some voiceline of cypher ranting to brimstone that they run out of that specific drink and how the rest of the protocol seems to be drinking all his expensive tea and telling brim to buy their shit so the others could stop; brimstone is like the father to the protocol and fixes most of the problems, and if you were to tell him that oh you run out of ingredients he'd be coming back to the base with literally trucks worth of groceries.

There are times he'd stop his work and just stare at you with love-struck eyes while you did your work in the kitchen, the other agents however either teased you or found it cringe on how you guys look like those old couples.

Breach

He's a criminal for fucks sake he lived in the underground for probably a long time now and he's tasted some good food sometimes but would just eat easy-to-make food that wouldn't take too much time. (And also why would you spend an hour making meals when the police is at your tail, coulda spent that hour running away from them, he says)

But he'll encourage you to make more food since it's too good and that you shouldn't waste that talent of yours.

Like kay/o, Breach would help you in the kitchen whether it's just cutting up some onions or frying an omelette, well if he can't help you with that he'll just help you with cough cough other ways. (Y'all nasty)

He thinks you're a better chef than jett and when she found out she was butt hurt from his comment, like she's a god damn sous chef but don't worry they're both aware you're probably one of the best, if not the best chef in the protocol.

I can see he's the type to do tiny gestures like small kisses or quick hugs when you brew him coffee or cook up some swedish meatballs after or before he does workout training with the others.

Cypher

I wanted to mention an angst like you cooking like a fucking chef god and it reminds him of his wife, his old family eating happily together but that's not the point.

Cypher loves your cooking, it makes him feel so warm inside and, like the rest, would praise you about how amazing your culinary skills are.

He once made a joke that you should open up a restaurant and that he'll be the first one to eat there, but if you really did, he'd eat there regularly.

I can see him as someone who has a sweet tooth so if you were to make like Moroccan desserts like, meskouta orange cake or Baklava, god damn it he'll literally get pumped up in his work and would work harder, almost like it was the most intense energy food ever.

Cypher would be the type to take pictures of your food and would put it in some photo book and surprise you with it and label some of it with sticky notes like, 'dessert 1: tastes delicious but you taste better', you smacked him in the forehead after though.

Sova

When he was younger, his babushka would make the most mouthwatering meal he's ever tasted.

Once sova has took a bite of yours, he thinks that your skill level is literally on par with his babushka's. (Remember, grandmas are literally the best chefs idc what y'all say, someone telling you your cooking is like better than their grandma's is the greatest compliment ever)

When you're cooking in the kitchen, expect him at the counter just watching your every move and patiently waiting for you to finish so he can take a bite of it.

After he finishes his meal, he'll kiss and hug you, telling you that everything you feed him tastes wonderful and how he'd want you to be his wife/husband.

If you're open for some suggestions on what to cook next, he'd make a list of food like russian food or new combinations you could try and would be the first, like the rest, to taste it.

Everytime you just give him a warm smile and try to feed him with some pasta for example, he has to resist the urge to not take you here and now because god damn that pasta looks tasty as fuck but you both know what's tastier. (Wink wonk)

Omen

Like kay/o he can't eat or drink but let's say hypothetically he can, he barely eats because he doesn't have to, he can't explain it properly that he's not hungry but he's craving for the meals you make, and your's only.

It's just that he feels happy when he eats it, he thinks it tastes good and the smile on your face when you watch him savor every bite makes him enjoy it more.

Both yoru and him do watch in the shadows/corners of the kitchen room but the difference is he's not shy when he gets caught, he'd knit you a tiny hat with little food designs because he thinks you'll like it while intently watching on how you concoct the greatest 3-star Michelin dish made.

While you cook in the kitchen, he'd wrap his arms around your waist as you both watch some food literally spinning in the microwave.

He lied one time to you that he actually needed to eat just so you could cook some food for him regularly, but when you gave him someone else's cooking he said he didn't want it and that's how you found out he lied.

In conclusion:

You're their spouse. Anyways i hope y'all enjoyed this, i despise this tbh

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valorantmenheadcanons · 2 years

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Hiii ok so. I wanna hear your headcannons for their various kinks/preferences/fav positions. Hehe

absolutely love

nsfw content below the cut

Sova

this man absolutely has a thing about size differences between him and his partner

even if he’s only a little bit bigger than them it still does things to him. He just likes the feeling of someone under him, completely surrounded by him, protected by him

he loves giving and will happily receive if you offer but likes to focus on you

hes big in every sense of the word so don’t worry if you can’t take all of him

he might have a little bit of a thing about primal but he’s so gentle all the time it barely counts

if you want him to be rough you really gotta ask and even then he’s worried he’ll hurt you by accident

traffic light system all the way baybeeeee

he likes missionary the most because he can see every inch of you and kiss all over

surprisingly vocal, he wants you to hear how good you make him feel

Cypher

We all know how much of a dirty talker cypher is gonna be

the things coming out of his mouth would have lucifer dripping wet

and that’s not the only thing he can do with his tongue ;)

fr tho he is so into praising and degrading his partner

the mask isn’t gonna come off for a while, he’s nervous, he’s insecure, a little bit paranoid

but give him some time and you’ll be able to see all of him

he likes to make you beg for him to touch you and he likes it more if you use his real name doing it

he likes taking it slow cos he just likes taking his sweet time and drawing every noise out of you

although if you’d like him to hurry up just tell him so and he will put every inch of his body to use in making you feel good

he also likes recording you giving him head; the way you look up at him (and the camera) makes his knees weak every time

Chamber

Wear his clothes please he wants to ruin you in them

He has the biggest fucking thing about his partner smelling like him and you know it’s a distinct smell too with this dudes expensive cologne

will mark you up with hickeys and little love bites and will let you do the same to him, just not above his collarbones

he likes to look professional as we know

mirror sex

hands on your hips, around your neck, probably would leave some light marks from how tight he holds you

its a mildly possessive thing

suck on his fingers please

he likes being the dom cos he likes the control and he prefers to pleasure his partner more than himself but he can be convinced to sub

and oh man

the breathy moans and whimpers he’ll let out only for you

edge him and he becomes a bitch in heat

he has a little shred of pride left tho so don’t expect him to beg, he won’t (punish him as you like for that)

Yoru

rough sex but in a loving way

he has a thing for biting you.. he won’t apologise if he draws blood

MIGHT have a thing about knife play but only if his partner is okay with it and even then it’s more for show than actual using

he likes quick casual sex, he’s not as much of a fan of loooooooong sessions

drag your nails down his back, he likes looking it at in the mirror after

he fucking loves getting head

and he can be persuaded to give oral back, just make sure you pull on his hair, it gets him riled up

hes a thigh man

let him fuck them and he will love you forever

not as into kissing, but will still give you lots to show his appreciation

oh and degradation, if that wasn’t already obvious, I mean it’s yoru we’re talking about

(he doesn’t mean it tho and he will never cross any line his partner sets up, he’s just being a little bitch)

Omen

PRIMAL BABY

he growls he snarls he pants like a dog in your ears

he’s careful about his claws but if you want him to use them he will

scratches you up a bit

i think he’d like doggy style the most cos he can pin you down so easily

hes not much for dirty talking but he makes up for it with the noises he makes

yknow how it’s kind of hinted at in some voice lines that he can feel emotions n stuff? (Like razes laughter, and ofc fear)

he can feel his partner’s pleasure

it only amps him up more

he very much likes to bring you to tears from overstimulation

has a breeding kink even though he can’t get anyone pregnant

he just likes the idea of fucking someone so full

and that someone is gonna be you!

has a thing about smells AND biting you. He wants you to smell like him and he’ll leave a nice bite mark or twenty to claim you

tbh I think he’d have a low sex drive on his own, but he’s more than willing to make his partner feel good if they’re needy

Phoenix

Keeps a fan pointed at his bed during sex because he will heat up and he doesn’t want his partner dying of heat stroke

hes not the best at oral but A for effort

those fingers tho 😳

it’s canon he’s a musician is all I’m saying

fr tho he can and will have you cum from his fingers alone

if you give him head he turns into the whiniest mess, that’s the quickest way to turn him into a sub

ass man

let him grab it

but he might just start playing with it tbh LMAO

he also likes tummies! Please let him finish on you, he thinks it’s so fucking hot

keeps a good rhythm when he’s fucking

sex with him includes lots of joking around and laughing, that’s just who he is

kiss his neck he will MELT

Kayo

he’s a robot and is lacking in a face and equipment down there

thank god strap ons exist

pro of being a robot: doesn’t tire and can go as long as you want

he doesn’t have a sex drive so you gotta tell him when you want it

he also had no idea how it worked so first he watched some ✨videos✨to get an idea

the first few times he will need some guidance on how to make you feel good, but he commits these to memory

its not long until he figures out what you like most

vibrating fingers anyone?

him participating in sex is entirely for his partner, so expect lots of praise

whatever you want he will do

he won’t admit that he does really like watching his partner masturbate

may or may not possess the ability to record what he sees

he only looks at it to see what you react to tho, he just wants to pleasure you the best way he can :>

Harbor

I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again

hes a service top

slow sex, lots of praise, massaging

fucks you slow but deep

loves giving oral

but lets.. turn the tide (I’m so sorry AHA)

if you get this man to sub/bottom

he takes it like a challenge

you can drag it on as long as you want, he won’t cum

so how do you win? Overwhelm him

kiss him with a hand in his hair, stroke him or go down on him or fuck him, touch his chest he likes it

tell him he’s doing such a good job, make him watch himself come undone

he is still the king of aftercare but if you topped please help him lmao

his legs are jelly and he is too fucked out to think straight

Breach

He worries about hurting you with his arms tbh

or just being too rough with you

hes a big guy and he knows it

would prefer if you were on top of him, just gives him peace of mind

for all that breach is loud and chaotic, I really think he’d be into cuddlefucking or just holding his partner close to him

the braid comes out. It was an accident the first time but seeing him with mussed hair and blown eyes is a Look and it stays

honestly I think he’d be a switch. Whatever you’re down for, he’s down for

hes probably a try-everything-once kind of guy, don’t be surprised if y’all start getting intimate and he brings up something he read online that you’ve never heard of

he holds you like you’re this fragile thing he might break, please show him you’re not

loses his mind when you ride him

big fan of taking naps after sex, you can just collapse on top of him or roll over and he’ll bear hug you

Brimstone

vanilla tbh

but experienced

this man knows how to fuck and he knows how to fuck good

Used to like being called sir, the military mildly ruined that for him

he’s a hard dom, don’t expect this man to ever sub or anything

you could maybe get him to bottom, but never sub

has a thing for spanking and power play (another side affect of the military ahahaa)

doesn’t have a favourite position, he likes all of them

he likes feeling bigger than his partner

would choke you if you asked him to but he probably wouldn’t do it on his own

he fucking loves dirty talking and teasing

this man rarely gets a break but when he does, you’re in for a long night

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radianite-bar · 1 year

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I wrote a 3-chaptered NSFW story about Brimstone and Sage, 19k words on Ao3 called, “And We Can Reconvene Another Time!”

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jojikawa · 2 years

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Can you write a Valorant smut for Chamber x reader and maybe Cypher spies on them with his camera?

Yes! I had so much fun writing this! I hope I got close enough to what you wanted 😍❤️

CHAMBER x FEM!READER + CYPHER

tw// voyeurism (Cypher being a peeping tom), NSFW themes (sex lol), missionary, unrequited love

When Cypher joined the protocol, he didn’t join for love. His goal was to always find a way to bring back his family. It’s still his goal. He will never forget that. It’s just that there were always hurdles in the way of that. One of these unexpected hurdles was you.

You entered the protocol with Chamber and he instantly became attracted to you. Your records were practically nonexistent. There was no trace of who you were anywhere. You were like…a fairy? No—a Goddess. Your beauty was like no other. It was unreal. And your body? It was just the tip of the iceberg.

It didn’t help that you wore skimpy clothing and even were skilled enough to run missions without armor, leaving whatever was exposed to be desired.

Cypher spent a lot of time with you. You took interest in his technology and even played chess with him sometimes. You would let him win.

Everything you did was with such elegance too. He longed so much just to feel your hands on his body.

And it happened.

When you would pass by, you would let a hand linger on his back or chest just a little too long. He had to have you. The touch of a Goddess was driving him crazy!

Then the worst of the worst followed.

Chamber.

“Aha~ Cypher! I see you’ve taken a liking to mon bébé~” The French man teased. “Now, we can all be friends!”

Chamber was…

…your husband.

Everything up until this point was for you to get Cypher to open up a little more. Chamber was beginning to have a history with the tech-savvy man and wanted a little revenge. What better way to do it than with his charming wife? Men were practically falling all over themselves just to be next to you.

You suddenly appeared next to Chamber. What a smart-looking couple. “Oh, Cypher. You seem hurt. I hope you weren’t getting the wrong idea?” You placed your hand over your plump lips in a failed attempt to stifle a laugh. No matter what you did, it was so attractive.

Cypher couldn’t even bring himself to hate you. He was still angry, nonetheless.

“Oh, haha.” Cypher exhaled. “I see. You two really got me. A bit elaborate, don’t you agree? I couldn’t even find marriage records.”

Chamber smirked. “I had those removed. (y/n) didn’t think they would recruit her if they knew we were together. I could already tell you all didn’t like me.”

“Still don’t.”

You giggled again. “He’s just being bitter. So, did I do well, Mon soleil, lune et étoiles?”

“Yes, you did amazing, ma déesse.” Chamber leaned down ever so carefully to place a kiss on your forehead. After the two of you finished mocking him, Cypher would exact his revenge. His idea was to put a set of his cameras in your and Chamber’s room and record your conversations for evidence to show to his superiors.

Brimstone and Viper already knew Cypher and Chamber didn’t like each other so just making accusations with no evidence wouldn’t be taken too seriously.

Later that day, Cypher wasn’t able to find either of you two around the protocol. He figured that the two of you took a leave in Chamber’s fancy luxurious car or his fancy private jet so that he could take you shopping. A reward for helping him stuff Cypher’s head in the dirt one last time.

Cypher was sitting in his room now. He was at his desk, patiently waiting for the two of you to come back from your trip. He was ready.

Luckily enough, it wasn’t long before he installed the cameras when he heard voices coming from his video. The two of you had come back.

“Oh, mon amour, you have to let me see the silk I picked out for you.” He heard Chamber say off camera. He saw you come into frame, putting a large sum of bags onto Chamber’s bed. You seemed exhausted but your face was giving…excited!

You smiled hard as you began to dissect the clothing, looking for the particular item. Chamber came into view, hugging you from behind and resting his head in the crook of your shoulder.

“Happy 10 years, (y/n),” Chamber whispered into your ear, but it was picked up and enhanced by the camera audio. “Happy 10 years, Vi-…Chamber.” You replied, turning your head inward to kiss him on the cheek.

10 years!? He knew that Chamber was 30 and you were pretty close in age but he didn’t think that he was a man to be married young. It had to be true love.

You laughed. “Okay, okay. Let me get ready.” You waved your hand at him, signaling him to let you go. You found the piece of clothing and went into the other room to change. Chamber began to undo his tie and take off his overcoat, folding them and placing them nicely in their respective sections in his closet. He did this until he was just shirtless. He wanted to be appealing but still look like a gentleman.

It wasn’t long before you returned back wearing the lingerie the two of you just bought. “Mmm. How do I look?” You asked coyly, placing your hands on your body.

“Stunning as always.” Chamber couldn’t contain himself, making his way over to you like a snake. “Do I have your permission?”

“Yes.” You answered, making his hands gravitate to your body. “Oh my…” The man gripped your breasts as they burst out of the lacey garment. Your nipples hardened at his touch. “At least take off your gloves.” You rolled your eyes as he felt up your body with his fingertips. Chamber chuckled. “Pardonnez-moi, jolie femme.” He grabbed your face, holding you so delicately like glass as he kissed you passionately. Your lips moved in sync and heated up your core. You moaned into the kiss and placed your hands on his bare chest.

Cypher could only watch, feeling extremely perverted by his actions. He needed to stop…but he couldn’t. What if he said something worth recording? He will just trim out all the…sex parts.

He felt his cock rising through his pants at the sight of you getting such special treatment. He wished it was him but for some reason, seeing Chamber do it for him made it all the most scandalous. He absentmindedly placed his hand on his clothed member, the same way anyone would, he thought.

Cypher’s attention was brought forth when he saw Chamber picking you up and bringing you to the bed. He laid you down missionary and placed wet kisses on your neck. “Now, now. What should I do first?“ the french man’s fingers were lingering around the hem of the lace you wore.

“You could please me.” You wrapped your legs around his lower torso and brought him to you. He was so hard and ready for you. “Ah~ yes, I could do that or…I can mark you so that everyone knows you are mine.”

You laughed. “Then your plans will be for nothing. The others will be just as suspicious of me as they are of you-“ You sucked in your breath as he lowered himself onto you. “The only thing they would find out is that you have extravagant taste in men.”

The act was appealing to look at. Your body and voice were so alluring and Chamber knew how to handle you so well. It wasn’t awkward at all. It was like watching…porn.

“Fine.” You rolled your eyes, looking off to the side so that he had access to your neck and collarbone. Your voice peaked the audio of Cypher’s camera with a moan as Chamber made quick work of your neck.

The sucking and kissing left a mark just above the line where it couldn’t be hidden by normal clothes. Your core became so much hotter, coating your pussy with slick warm juices from all the fun sensations.

“We don’t have much time, come on, st-stop teasing me!” You choked. The weight of him on top of you always sent pleasant butterflies into your tummy. He was like a big baby. ♡

“I can’t appreciate you? All that time you spent with monsieur Cypher was making me a little jealous.” He admitted with his eyes hidden by the glare in his glasses.

Cypher perked up. He actually made Chamber jealous despite everything he had blooming with you being fake. That was rather interesting.

You smirked at him. “You? Jealous?” Chamber stood back up, pulling the lace panties to the side and unzipping his pants. His trousers lowered just a little and out came his cock. It was a good 7 inches fully hard with precum leaking out and staining your pussy lips.

“Even I can get a little ‘bent out of shape’” He answered, speaking in an American accent for the last part, just to make you laugh, and it worked. You giggled at his dialect. You felt that he was a good husband. Despite the popular opinion of him, he was very funny, romantic, and genuine.

“Are you ready for me, mon beau?” He slapped his cock between your lips but not inserting himself. He coated his shaft with your sexy juices by rubbing it up and down so that he would tease you. “Yes, my sweet.”

Without any further warning, Chamber pushed his sleek, pretty cock inside of you. Your angelic moans filled the room. The pleasure caused you to grip his forearm with a strength he only knew from you being like this.

He didn’t know what possessed him to do this, but Cypher couldn’t help but find you so amusing. His dick was out and at the sight of you, he fucked his fist the way Chamber fucked you. He touched himself for any opportunity to feel something. Feel you and your tight walls.

“Fuck!” He heard you curse as Chamber’s length grew inside of you. You felt him hitting your g-spot. “Ahh~ Chamber! I think I’m gonna cum—p-please!” You squeezed your eyes shut.

Chamber was too enticed by watching your beautiful tits bounce in rhythm with his strokes. He didn’t want you to cum just yet. “Not before me…”

Cypher couldn’t hold back anymore, cumming at the same time Chamber did. The Frenchman bred you well, painting your walls with his cum, making you cum too. Your juices mixed and your insides became so sore and sensitive. Your husband continued to thrust into you, sending butterflies to your tummy and making you blush each and every time.

When he finally pulled out, he slumped next to you and sighed. “The things I do for love.” He muttered, making you tsk in response. “You idiot. You could’ve come sooner.”

“That may or may not be true.”

You used your leftover strength to climb on top of him and straddle him. “More?” He questioned, still panting from round one. “You’re going to have to wait.”

You shook your head. “No, no.” You traced his glistening muscles with your fingertips. “I want to at least pleasure you before I go.”

“I would love to be treated like your King.”

You smiled attractively, leaning down to give him the same treatment as he did you. Kisses on his neck, collarbone, and chest. You had barely begun when you finally noticed something odd…

“Is that…a camera!?”

“A camera? Nonsense, bébé.”

“No, look! Someone was spying on us!”

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chou-de-chambers · 2 years

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Monsieur's Request

Content Rating: Explicit (NSFW) Tags: Chamber x Reader, Chamber x You, Reader is a Valorant agent, Reader is non-Radiant, fem!reader, smut, eventual smut, sexual tension, size difference, making out, hickeys, cunnilingus, vaginal sex, porn with context (?), use of french, no beta we die like cinematic Cypher This is my first time writing smut, so beware! Also, I am open to comments and recommendations. Thanks! MINORS DO NOT INTERACT.

Your week-long mission to inspect the ruined teleporters of Everett-Linde Research Facility was almost to its fruition. All it needed was Killjoy's expertise with technology and the superiors' conclusion, which would be due tomorrow. For now, the objective is to check yourself and Chamber in a room to stay for the night. Brimstone was unable to give both of you a ride back to headquarters given that you still had one more day left for the mission, unlike the others who were abruptly demanded to return for other duties. "We'll meet you there by noon," was the last voicemail you heard from your leader. You sighed. Camping was out of the option since it's just the two of you left, and it's riskier taking that route, so there was nothing you could do but endure a night's stay with him in an inn.

You heard him sigh from dismay as you both entered the room. Everything to his sight was cheap- mediocre. The ambience wasn't as extravagant as he was usually accustomed to, especially as a designer. Not even a hint of gold to the whites to at least fake luxury. Everything was washed black, brown, and green. Like swamp to his eyes. You didn't mind it, though. What's important was that you have your own bed and cabinet.

With exhaustion sinking in, you threw your backpack on the couch and dove into your bed. It felt like your body was being sucked by the mattress from how soft it was compared to your apartment bed in HQ. The sheets and pillows were spotless and clean. Smelled fresh from the laundry with a hint of lavender. You couldn't help but smile from how cozy it all felt.

Chamber, on the other hand, took meticulous steps in adjusting to being in a monstrosity of a room. He first removed his shoes and neatly placed them beside the door. Of course he kept his socks on; he wouldn't want his bare feet touching the room slippers. He then dusted off the inside of the cabinet with a disposable napkin before carefully placing his briefcase in it. You were watching him with one eye as you're one with your bed. He acted like he had one of his fragile toys inside his case, but you knew that he kept his arsenal within his radianite tattoos, scanning the way it flowed like gold canals from his forehead to his arms.

"Keep staring, mon chéri. I appreciate the attention," Chamber remarked as he folded the navy blue vest he took off himself. And guilty you obviously were, so as a defense mechanism, you buried your face on your pillows to hide your embarrassment. It's no secret that Chamber is one hell of a handsome gentleman who displayed such strong confidence inside and outside the field. He's too attractive that it's literally a trap left in the open, and one's stupid for falling for it. Most of the agents in VP, especially the superiors, knew that he had other motives, ones that were beyond his contract. He was vocal about it, describing his agenda as an "even bigger picture". Others found it difficult to bond with him 'cause of how good he is at pretending to be an open book, so tonight they paired him with someone quiet: someone like you.

This was unfair, you thought. You weren't great at keeping silent, you just were. You had always been a person of few words, and you found more sense in maintaining things direct and concise rather than prettying it with pointless fillers. But it did not mean that you were immune to his appeal. You were, in fact, 'stupid' for dipping your toes, looking back at the copious glances you stole from him this week.

You were gonna wrap yourself with your blanket when Chamber called your name, "May you come over here?" You turned your head to face where his voice came from, his words echoing from the bathroom.

"Yeah?," you lazily muttered, clicking your tongue, then dragging yourself out of the fragrant sheets. As you opened the door ajar, your eyes were blinded by the white light from the ceiling and the golden luster from Chamber's back tattoos. You gulped as you helplessly stared at his bulky physique, something you didn't expect due to how he was always covered decently. It took all the control you can to lock your jaw from dropping and your eyes from popping out of their sockets, feasting on his half-naked state. Good thing he wasn't looking in your direction to witness how stunned you were. Instead, he was facing the sink, his glasses on top of his head, squinting on a puny razor with disgust.

He turned to you, presenting the razor, "This inn has yet to cease my disappointment from growing," then lent it to you, "If you don't mind, please help me groom myself."

Just when you thought the situation won't get significantly awkward, more pressure was added by his request, followed by him almost closing the gap between the two of you. Your brows furrowed in confusion as to how the hell you were gonna do this. His shadow was literally looming over your figure.

"Um. Isn't there a stool somewhere? I can't reach," you asked as your eyes wandered in search of it, even when half the truth was you're finding an excuse to not look at him.

It wasn't long before a pair of strong hands made their way to your waist, raising you just enough to surprisingly grip Chamber's shoulders. The same hands later supported your thighs, anchoring you to sit on the bathroom counter. You felt a cool flash hit your clothed limbs from the counter's freezing surface, but it was paid for by the marksman's warm breathing on your face. You could also smell his expensive cologne which miraculously stayed even after being soaked for several hours under the sun. Chamber sported a smug look as he observed how shameful you were with your positions- you seemingly straddling him from the way you sat close to him and him pinning you on your spot with his arms on your sides- setting an opportunity for him to tease you.

"Is this better, mon chéri?"

Fuck you Chamber, you cursed in silence. You mentally slapped your very being to calm down and not overthink whatever's happening. He's probably just messing with you so he could feel better.

Making sure your palms weren't sweaty from this nerve-wracking situation, you fumbled for the tube of shaving cream and proceeded to prep him. You massaged his face, your fingers touching the pricks of stubble growing from his jaw, something one might fail to notice without closer inspection. These were ticklish to your soft hands, triggering you to picture Chamber with a full beard on- or a mustache maybe? It helped you ease your nerves, but thinking about how he would've looked was difficult since he always kept his face clean.

Try as you may ignore him, the more the silence grew, the higher the tension was becoming. Like a ticking bomb, your heart started to pace from how he kept his eyes on you. Almost like laser burning your skin. Like he was stripping you naked. How the hell were you gonna do this properly if he's acting like that?

Chamber watched the build-up of red from your ears to your cheeks. He's amused by the size difference, him embodying a predator cornering his next meal. How could he forget the way you effortlessly flicked your firearm at consecutive enemies during your mission together? It got him attracted to you like a damn magnet. Almost a distraction. From the skills you've exhibited, you just helped him save magazines of bullets and repair times, and sometimes all that's left for him to do was admire your graceful movements through Tour De Force's scope. Yet there's something about the way you switched now that's making him act up. The way you're desperately collecting yourself in front of him displayed a huge contrast against your dominance in the field. Interesting. His seed of fondness over you was being watered to growth the more he thought about how you're turning out to be his perfect match.

You weren't sure if it's just you but the proximity of your faces seemed to gradually lessen. Shifting your eyes down was a mistake too as you met deliciously toned muscles with gold circuit-like strips running from his torso to the boundary of his pants' waistband. With one hand holding the razor and the other on his face, you tried to initiate a conversation, hoping to get your mind out of the gutter.

"Do your tattoos hurt?"

It took him a few seconds before answering with a hum, "Non, why do you ask?"

"Well, it's because all your weapons are stored there, so it must take a lot of energy to take them out of you, right?" you followed in a matter-of-factly tone, genuinely curious while steadying your shaving hand, careful not to cut his skin.

Your trivial interest over his masterpiece excited him. After all, he loves talking about himself.

"They do, but I work out in order to compensate. So say, I wanted to upgrade my radianite weaponry, then I need to be stronger for that."

"Hm," you simply responded, unable to stop yourself from making quick peeks over his huge chest and broad shoulders, a clear proof that he had been sweating to build his body, "Um... You're not Radiant, right?"

"I am not as special as the others in terms of that," he said, "though I am special in another context."

You rolled your eyes in disagreement, although the butterflies fluttering in your stomach dictated otherwise. Just a bit and then you're done, you reminded yourself. You gently tilted his face using your free hand to the other direction. It's bothering how Chamber's eyes didn't leave your sight even with his head shifted. Like he's committing this obscene act in purpose. Hard to tell though because it might just be all in your head. After all, you're probably way below his type, and you've only been in the Valorant Protocol for less than a year to leave a lasting impression on the sentinel.

A drop of shaving foam fell onto your lap. Out of pure instinct, Chamber swiped it with his finger, his hand slightly pressing onto your thigh. It was heavy, and you swore you felt chills run down your spine from this contact. Gulping, you decided to fake curiosity over the continuation of his tattoos on his hand.

"And this is where your cards come from?"

"Ah," he exhaled, meekly showcasing the hand you were pertaining to, "Here is where my teleporters and traps are."

"So the cards-"

"Come from the other hand, yes."

Your brow raised in affirmation, "Oh."

You paused from your task to acknowledge his other hand, its wrist adorned by a custom gold watch touching the side of your other thigh. His arm was incredibly close, trapping you on your right side as you felt the metal bracelet poking through the fabric of your pants. You were almost done, left with the last step of moisturizing his face, so you continued to ignore this inevitable tension eating your insides and further entertained his ego, "Are there other things you can do?"

"Would you like me to show you?"

A whimper escaped your lips as your body had been suddenly pulled forward by strong hands that squeezed your thighs, the razor jumping out of your grasp and falling onto the bathroom floor. Chamber tugged the clean face towel hanging on the wall hook to wipe the leftover foam off of his face and threw it on the ground. You helplessly muttered, his nose almost touching yours, "I swear I'm almost done."

"It is a shame that I do not bear that much patience," he growled, his eyes fixated on the way your dry lips trembled. You were driving him feral from the way you cowered, face piping hot red under his big stature, and it's urging him to just ravage every inch of your being. But as a gentleman, he had to tone himself down, at least on the start, so he wouldn't scare you any more than you are right now. His hands caressed your waist, palms tracing the curves down to your hips. Chamber was leaving you breathless from his touch, forcing you to resort onto clutching his shoulders. The icy feeling of your hands on his bare skin motivated the marksman to pull you much closer, your hot core being poked by his tent through both your pants. You gasped in unison with him, crossing paths with his eyes set ablaze by desire.

His face slowly neared yours, the clean smell left by the shaving cream tickling your nose. Your ears rang from the vibrations of your pulse, too. Unsure of whatever urged him to be like this, your eyes closed and braced for whatever he might do. Then, Chamber's lips crashed yours, his mouth tasting stingy from the minty toothpaste. His rough hands slid under your upper garments, feeling your soft skin just below your chest. Quiet moans struggled to slip out from you as his tongue invaded your mouth. You were becoming dizzy from the warmth he radiated from every overlap of his lips on yours and every ghost of his touch close to your erotic parts, so you tried to push him away. Chamber respected this, pulling away from you as a wet string was tangled in between your lips. He licked his upper lip, savoring your aftertaste, and kept a heated look as he adored this mess you became from his advances.

"Not as innocent as I thought you were, mon ange," he teased with a smile, brushing a stray portion of your hair to the back of your red-tipped ear. You have so many questions, but the dryness of your mouth made it difficult to spit out words. You tried backing away from him, but you were caged. His grip on your thighs were also strong. Bruising, almost. Looking straight at him, you noticed your reflection from his dilated pupils. His breathing was audibly deeper this time, all while focusing on you and only you.

"W-Why?," you managed to speak out as your voice trembled.

The way he looked at you didn't waver, "Is it not obvious that I'm smitten over you?"

You blinked. You wanted to pinch yourself just to confirm whether you were dreaming or not because this did not feel right. The possibility of your death from failing to defuse the spike seemed more likely to happen than someone like Chamber harboring such a fire for you. Reject it as much as you did, the lust and want in his eyes did their absolute best to convince you that this is real. You were what he'd been eyeing for, much more a necessity than a want. To him, at this very moment, nothing could ever compare to finally having you. Even just for tonight.

Chamber pressed himself onto you, leaving you gasping for air as his entirety devoured your fragile being, gently pushing your back to lean on the mirror. His nose nuzzled your neck, then proceeded to indulge himself to your scent. His prediction was right; your smell was sweet and addicting, like a delicacy he'd purposely bite. You felt his tongue lick your neck, making you tense and earning him a moan from you. He groaned from the noise you just made, certainly wanting more.

"I beg of you, mon chéri. Please let me in," he breathed with his lips still grazing your neck. Unable to use your words, you affirmed his desperate plea by wrapping your legs around his hips and your hands on the back of his neck and shoulders. This made the feeling inside him eat him more, so he compensated by sucking and nipping onto your skin until there were hickeys on the base of your neck. You released lewd noises from the way Chamber brazenly marked you and from the way his hands gripped onto your frame- like you'd slip away from him if he didn't hold you tight.

The line was almost crossed when his fingers held onto the clasp of your jacket's zipper. You liked everything that's happening- you sometimes dreamt of it, but this is reality, and he's skipping way too many bases. His wrist was stopped by your hand, causing him to look at you with lidded eyes, lips moving to kiss your hand that held his, "Are you not enjoying this?"

You struggled to make eye contact from how you felt your face will explode from too much heat. In response to his question, you shook your head. He stopped, slowly backing away to give you some space, but not far enough to still feel each other's breathing. "My apologies, I got carried away. I should have asked for your consent first." His palms then met your burning cheeks, raising your head enough for you to face him, "But mon amour, I adore you. You are the only thing in my mind ever since we started working closely together. What shall I do to make you mine?"

His words shocked you. Obviously from the way he explored you hungrily, you knew there was something, but you refused to accept this until he said it out loud. You thought this was gonna be a one night thing or just his carnal desires talking, and you didn't want to be left heartbroken by any of those. You're just too soft for that kind of thing. "Are you sure?"

"That is a silly question," he answered, adding another passionate kiss to your hand, "Of course I am."

"T-Then..," you hesitated for a moment, unable to think clearly from the spirals that crowded your mind.

"Then what?"

Building up courage, you accepted this possibility of Chamber wanting you, abandoning the what ifs for tomorrow and trying to enjoy the privilege of being his tonight. With your hand finally loose on his wrist to touch his cheek, you mumbled, "Then take me."

"Tu m'excites, mon amour," he breathed out shakily before locking his lips onto yours. The kiss this time was more torrid than before, with your tongues feverishly exploring each other's mouths. Your hands, in need of something to brace onto, slid from his jowls to the back of his neck and his undercut, your head tilted upwards as his figure conquered yours. Without pause from making out, your jacket was zipped open to the hem, exposing the tank top that hugged your upper body. Chamber's lips, its bottom swelled from the bites you've snuck, eventually pulled away to peck your collarbone. You were feeble from every move he made, melting like a puddle as his hands swiftly got rid of articles of clothing that blocked him from feeling your bare chest.

His warm hands palmed your breasts, supple to his touch. "Ah, just the right fit," he whispered with a smile before sucking your earlobes. Your nipples had gotten erect the more he kneaded on your chest, eventually getting played by his fingers. You couldn't help but let out moans from this loving you received without any demands for exchange. Lucky for you that Chamber's the type of man to find pleasure from his partner's pleasure, so he's doing his absolute best to elicit these lewd reactions from you to satisfy himself too. Your panties were inevitably getting soaked from this heated activity, made worse by his mouth sucking on your nipples and his erection grinding on you.

Chamber's slicked-back hair became disheveled from navigating every inch of your bare skin- starting from the base of your jaw to your breasts. He's even hotter looking like this, you thought to yourself, although your lashes fluttering in passion relayed this to him. "Keep your eyes on me," he ordered in a soft tone as he descended to your legs, removing your pants and leaving your underwear clinging onto your folds. Your thighs were spread apart by Chamber's hands, his hot breathing fighting the counter's chilly contact with your skin. The marksman's face was too close to your sex, with only a thin underwear as the only boundary left. He smiled at the sight of your panties' wet stain, his fingers repeatedly swiping onto it, assuring him that you were enjoying this as much as he did and earning him moans from you.

You swore your mind was turning blank from how his eyes were still staring at yours as his fingers moved from the stain to your panties' fabric, tucking them on the side, revealing your moist folds. His eyes momentarily closed from ecstasy, smelling your rousing scent below. He even bet that your taste was just as good. You bit your lower lip as his tongue began to flick from your folds to your erect clit, keeping this pattern over and over again. "Oh my god," you needily whimpered. You haven't felt anything better than this. It's so different from when it's just you touching yourself during your sleepless nights or stressful weekends. Moans were hardly produced from you masturbating in your bed compared to Chamber coating your entirety with his saliva. He's too good at eating you out. It felt like you were ascending into heaven.

Your fingers intertwined with his as you were nearing your climax. He didn't stop from lapping your cunt even after your release, your tummy coiling and your legs shaking badly from the high. You were still gasping for air when Chamber decided to unbuckle his belt, freeing his hard length that curled up to his navel. His eyes were also way darker than before. You were getting wetter just from the sight of his cock erect for you, and this was clear proof that he had asserted so much power over you right now. It wasn't a problem since you were more than willing to be used by him, thanks to the lust intoxicating your mind, vacant of any rationality. Both of you were longing for each other- and you'd like to leave it at that to keep things simple.

"I cannot wait any longer," Chamber grunted as he held onto his cock's shaft, spitting on it as lube, "You are way too beautiful being this sinful for me."

You struggled to keep your noises inside you as his cock's head penetrated your entrance. It wasn't even the whole thing yet it already felt big. Chamber groaned from how your walls clenched and slowly sucked him in. It's been so long ever since the last time he visited cloud nine, and to do it with a heavenly being such as you, all hot and bothered from his erotic efforts, made it the best he'd ever experienced. Oh, how he loved the way you turned to mush on his grasp- hair tumbled and body painted by his love marks- as he slowly sank himself inside you.

Your hands were lost, fumbling all over the marksman's back for someplace to hold onto as he thrust in you, your nails digging onto him. It was distracting him from relishing your insides, so he caught your wrists and pinned them above your head. This was his declaration of control, and it turned you on much more than ever, your sex getting wetter, allowing Chamber to insert his whole length with ease until he was balls deep into you. "Merde, you feel so good," he cursed as his hips drilled into yours, spreading your legs and your insides even wider. The sloppy sounds from your skin and his skin echoed through the four walls, filling the room with vulgarity. If this happened at headquarters, the whole team would've heard how you shamelessly cried his name. Thank Brim for this blessing in disguise because if it wasn't for him, then you wouldn't find out that the handsome guy you've been ogling at missions fancied you more.

Chamber amped up his pacing, driven crazy by the music of your moans. This made your mouth dry, longing for him, so your face desperately reached for his. "Please," you begged with tears at the edge of your eyes from the pleasure built up. Chamber was motivated by how you looked like a hungry pup, pleading for sustenance, so like a good master would, he leaned closer and reciprocated the fervor of your kisses. Both of you exchanged hot moans in between making out, all while he railed you like the sun wouldn't shine again tomorrow.

You felt a tight knot building in your stomach and your legs started to quiver, a clear sign that you were getting close. Chamber, being mindful of cues, picked up his pace until his rhythm turned reckless. Your locked hands fought for release, anchoring on his worked shoulders while his hands descended to your ass, moving you so he could pound you harder. You tasted a hint of blood from biting too hard on your lip as you climaxed, your legs trembling non-stop as they went around the gentleman's thin waist. He didn't slow down from pumping his cock into you while you were releasing, ensuring that you're letting all of it out, drenching his cock in all of your juices.

The adrenaline in your system slowly eased, helping you relax and catch your breath. He pulled out, his hands sliding towards your overworked thighs, caressing them to avoid cramps. This was thoughtful of him, earning him more attraction from you. It's also fair that he was as flustered as you were; at least you knew that he was truthful with his feelings for you. Chamber then pecked your forehead, not minding the sweat that dripped, "Did I feel good?"

"That's a silly question, monsieur," you retorted, hearing him chuckle. He once again kissed you, but this time it was more gentle than the firsts, combining it with a hug.

He hummed with contentment, studying your work on his face through the mirror while not letting you go, "You did excellently for someone who doesn't do this kind of grooming."

"Thank you," you happily whispered to his ear, tightening your arms around his neck.

"And," he whispered back with a change in his tone, "You're loud for someone who's awfully quiet most of the time." His grip then aided you to plant your feet back on the floor. As you were finally able to stand up again, Chamber then lightly spanked your ass, prompting you to face the bathroom mirror with your back leaning to his chest.

"Up," he patted your thigh, commanding you to bring that leg up on the counter with his erection slapping your once again heated core, "The night is still young, and I have plenty more to show you."

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aaabsinthe · 1 year

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Valorant Male Agents Masterlist

Key

Angst: -

Fluff: =

Smut (18+): *

Breach

Brimstone

Chamber

Cypher

Gekko

Harbor

KAY/O

Omen

Phoenix

Sova

Yoru

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that1mage · 2 years

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Started playing Valorant and I suck ahah! Despite the learning curve it’s fun, and I really like Brimstone. I want to play Chamber next, but I’m trying to improve my spatial awareness and aim again since it feels so different from Overwatch. My sensitivity settings alone are so different!

Anyways, I’ve fallen down a new rabbit hole, but it looks like I gotta dig~ Brim and this pairing need more content! So bless Voidbourne from Ao3 for writing the only Brimstone/Chamber fic in existence (that I’m aware of, if you know someone else pls DM me ahah)

Without further ado, this is inspired by Voidebourne’s fic on ao3

**Additional tags under Read More**

Suivez-moi

Chapters: 13/? Fandom: VALORANT (Video Game) Rating: Explicit Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence Relationships: Brimstone/Chamber Characters: Chamber (VALORANT), Brimstone (VALORANT) Summary:

Somehow, Chamber has weaseled his way into more than just the Valorant Protocol. And Brimstone seems completely unable to do anything against him...

Additional Tags: Light Dom/sub, Eventual Smut, Eventual Romance, Fluff and Smut, what is plot, Masturbation, Dirty Thoughts, Parental Brimstone (VALORANT), The Protocol is just one big Family, Not Suitable/Safe For Work, Anal Sex, Anal Fingering, Oral Sex, Consensual Sex

#brimstone #chamber #brimstone x chamber #brimstone/chamber #valorant #fanfic by Voidborne #my art

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bluebirdsboi · 11 months

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Valorant Masterlist | Last Updated: 6/12/23

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Alexander Sasha Novikov (Sova)

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Amir El Amari (Cypher)

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Erik Torsten (Breach)

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Jamie Adeyemi (Phoenix)

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Li Zhao Yu (Iso)

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Liam Byrne (Brimstone)

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Ryo Kiritani (Yoru)

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Varun Batra (Harbor)

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Vincent Fabron (Chamber)

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#valorant #masterlist

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glove1 · 2 years

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Naked in Manhattan (NSFW) (Female Reader)

Killjoy x Reader smut

Based off of the song Naked in Manhattan by Chappell Roan. (Highly suggest you listen to it first but no worries if not)

Okokok so I am straight, however KJ exists 👀. She is the one weakness I think I have toward woman where I would genuinely love to be in a lesbian relationship. So this is a projection of that! For all my females out there who have a major crush on KJ, this is for you 😉.

(N/N)- Nickname

(F/F)- Favorite Food

Words: 2,843

This is sexual so no minors!

Also lmk of any spelling or grammar errors! I wrote this at 12 am soooooooo

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You’ve known Klara almost you’re whole life. Your dad brought her in as a ‘apprentice’ and taught her all he knew about fighting and combat. You however, being his only daughter, got to watch from the sidelines as your dad taught Klara throughout both of your lives.

Your mom and dad took her in, had her stay in her own room next to yours, however she always addressed them accordingly. Always saying your dads full name Liam or even Mr. and Mrs. Byrne but she always called you by a nick name, (N/N). You never minded however since it seemed like a sweet gesture and you wanted her to feel at home. You’d watch her as she would learn new things about robotics and sometimes she would interrupt your school work or sleep by nudging you awake to see her newest inventions. She always had a fire in her eyes when it came to the subject, and it was always something you adored in her.

Years would pass and your dad founded the Valorant Protocol. He never wanted you or your mother to get tied into it so he always shunned you away from his work, but never Klara. She was always involved in it one way or another. Making your dads bracer, suggesting his code name Brimstone, she was involved in all of the technology in the company. You were never jealous at her, you stayed with your mom and went to college and worked on a better you, you didn’t have time to meddle in your dad and Klara’s things.

You left for college about 2 years ago to study in New York, more specifically Manhattan. You didn’t really have a major yet so you just did the basic classes like English, math, history, etc. Your mom was crushed that you moved so far away from her but you didn’t want to be tied down by your family anymore.

One day however, they came to you. You just got finished with your classes for the day and took the subway back to your little studio apartment that your dad paid for (ok he didn’t pay attention to you but he’s not gonna let his little girl be on the streets). You groan as your backpack felt heavier and heavier as you trudged up the steps since the elevator was broken. Slowly, you made it to the 3rd floor and started to dig around your jean pockets for your house keys. You find them and look at the charms Klara put on them, a little bot that resembled her alarm bot as well as a turret one. You smiled to yourself as you push the silver key into your door slot and twist the door open. You step inside your apartment and close the door behind you and let out a really loud sigh, signaling that all you wanted to do for the rest of the day was lounge around and be lazy.

Your head falls down making you look at the dark floor, the lights were all off in the apartment. Without lifting your head you let your hand try and find the light switch. Once you find the small plastic part you flip it and now the ground below you was illuminated. You lazily lift your head up to see a very yellow jacket on a chair that you had next to your small flip open table. You think to yourself wondering how Klara’s jacket had gotten there. After standing by the door for a hot minute you finally hear the voice that matches the jacket.

“That was a loud sigh there (N/N), everything go well at school?” She asks as she looks around a corner. She was sitting at your desk which was a little hidden away by a wall. You scoff a bit and set your bag down by the door and open it to grab all your homework that needs to be done. You look back at her as your hands skillfully grab all your binders.

“Ah you know, the usual. Shitty teachers and even shittier classmates who won’t look your way unless you look like a runway model.” You laugh a bit to yourself, you hear Klara snort as she dives back into her work. You walk over still holding your binders to see what she is creating this time. She seems to be messing with different wires trying to connect them in their proper spots. She was wearing her typical lazy clothes which consisted of sweat pants and a white hoodie as well as the green beanie you got for her so many years ago. You just shrug and take a few steps to your loveseat of a couch. You set all your binders down on the coffee table in front of you then look toward Klara.

“Since when did you find out where I lived?” You asked a little sarcastically. She let out a playful sigh and turned around in her chair to look at your almost ‘your shitting me’ facial expression.

“You know the charms I gave you on your house keys have tracking devices in them? Brimstone wanted to make sure where you went 24 fucking 7 when you left and asked me to make them for you so he could track you. Talk about an over protecting dad.” She giggles as she returns to her work. You groan as you lay back into your loveseat more thinking about him and your mom.

“Are they here with you or you just dropping by to say hello?” You ask opening up your folders to grab your homework so you could start working on it. You hear Klara scoot the chair back and get up and walk to your very tiny kitchen which only had a small fridge and freezer, a microwave, a toaster oven, and a sink accompanied by some knifes and cutting boards on the one counter space that you had. Of course you had some kitchen cabinets that held snacks or cooking supplies like spices but that was it. She opened your freezer to find the bottle of vodka you’ve been drinking on for the past month.

“What I can’t see my most favorite childhood friend unannounced? No they aren’t here it’s just me. Brimstone sent me because the tracker on the alarm bot charm is busted so I need to replace it.” She says as she opens a cabinet to grab two glasses. “I’ll be here for a few days because, truthfully, I did want to see you.” She finishes as she walks over to the coffee table and sets the glasses down in front of you and opening the vodka bottle. You look up and see her pouring you both a couple of shots each in the glasses. She hums happily to herself and screws the lid back on the vodka and walks away to put it back into the freezer. You smile a bit and grab the cold glass in front of you and swirl the clear liquid.

“May I ask why I get to see the famous Killjoy up close and personal?” You raise your eyebrows a bit as you take a sip of the cold liquid. You repulse a bit as it burns your throat on the way down. She chuckles as she walks back over and sits down next to you looking in your eyes.

“Wait what? I’m famous?” She asks as she takes a sip herself. You nod as you set your glass down.

“Uh fuck yea? I walk by this comic book store everyday to get to class and it has, and I’m not even joking, Killjoy figurines. You’d shit your pants if you see it.” You joke as you wait for her reaction. Her face looks a little shocked, her mouth open and her eyebrows raised a bit. You always loved this look on her. She always knew everything about everything and to see her a little shocked is refreshing. A little pink rushes to your cheeks as you keep staring. She laughs as she takes another sip of her drink and sets it down on the table.

“You’re joking. Really? Can we go see it tomorrow?” She asks as she looks for the TV remote. You nod as you grab your glass and casually hold onto it. You see her find the remote and she clicks on the TV making sound full the small room. She flinched a little in surprise as she clicks the HDMI button to connect to Netflix. You lean forward to start cleaning up your homework since it’s not going to be done today and set the binders down on the floor so the coffee table had room.

“Did you want me to order food?” You ask as you stand up from your seat to retrieve your phone from your bag and to put your binders away. She nods her head happily as she scrolls through the endless shows and movies trying to pick one. You scroll through your phone to try and pick a good place to eat, you decide on (F/F) and put in an order on Uber eats so you didn’t have to leave Klara alone here, well, intentionally.

You sit back down next to her and sigh as the glass comfortably sits back in your hand. You raise the liquid to your lips again taking in a bigger swig. You look at Klara and see her tongue stick out just a little bit as she finds a movie she wants to watch, you always loved it when she looked determined or focused. You smile to yourself, more blush creeping up until she lets out an excited gasp and quickly selects the movie. You look toward the screen and see she has picked Fifty Shades of Grey. You look at her puzzled, she looks back at you and starts to explain, her face starting to get pinker.

“I heard my friend Raze talk about it and I wanted to watch it.” She explains as she lays back into the cushions. You shrug and look at the TV to watch the movie.

“By the way I ordered (F/F). You’re eating like a Byrne tonight.” You chuckle at yourself. She giggles as she drinks again.

“I’ve been eating like a Byrne forever, it’s almost like a second practice.” She retaliates back.

“Ah! You are turning into a true American! Burgers and fries forever!” You say as you and Klara both start laughing at your stupid humor.

The night goes on and you both eat your food and drink, cracking jokes about how Christian Grey could cut diamonds with his abs. You both get a little tipsy, both of your faces flushed pink and dying of laughter at every joke or even at nothing sometimes. Klara sighs as she recovers from laughing so hard.

“I missed this (Y/N). I miss you.” She tells you as she looks into your eyes. You look back at her big brown eyes. You gave her a gentle smile looking down at your hands which were so close to hers.

“I missed you too Klara. Like a lot. You are like home to me.” You say as you let your hands get closer and closer to hers. She finally grabs both of them with hers trying to find your eyes. You blush a bright pink and look the opposite way. She giggles at your antics.

“You know schatz I’ve always liked you, more than a friend. I never saw you as a sister or anything. More like a love interest.” She says trying to meet your eyes. Your head darts back and you look in her eyes to find if she was lying, you searched but only found the truth. Your face grew hotter as she giggled again. Her hand now cupping your cheek as she leans in.

“I’ve always liked you too Klara.” You whisper out before your lips meet hers. The kiss was addicting and you honestly didn’t want to stop. You leaned in closer and wrapped both of your arms around her neck to keep you connected. Your lips were in sync until her tongue poked at your bottom lip. You let her tongue explore around your mouth letting out a small moan. She smiles and pecks your lips one more time before pulling away. Your eyes were half lidded but you could see the lust swimming in her eyes. You watched as she got up and held your hand and tugged your arm a bit to get you to move with her. She follow still tipsy and now drunk off her kiss.

She leads you over to your bed which was tucked away behind a corner. She sat on the bed then pulled you down with her making you fall and lay down. She giggles a bit as she climbs on top of you and starts running her hands down your sweater feeling your figure. She leans down and kisses you again, this time with a little more urgency. You feel her fingers start to go under your sweater and go up toward your bra. She disconnects from the kiss and sits up, her hips still on yours, she then takes off her sweater to reveal her bra. Your hands wandered up her back making you sit up with her. You take her lips into a kiss and start to fiddle with the back of her bra.

Once her bra is unclasped you pull it down her arms still kissing her. You let your hands wander up and down her toro until you finally made contact with her boobs, you release her lips and place your mouth on her bud and start swirling your tongue around while massaging the other bud. You hear her let out a breathy moan as you feel a hand on the back of your head. You feel her grab a small bit of your hair as you continue to suck on her boobs. You switch to the other nipple and massaging her as you continue to suck. She eventually stops you by pulling your chin up so your eyes could meet hers. She gives you a smile and pushes you back into the bed. You feel her hands work at your jean button and zipper and feel her slowly take off your jeans leaving you in a sweater and underwear. You quickly discard your sweater however and unclasp your bra as well. She smiles as she tells you to scoot up on the bed. You scoot up and you see her scoot down. She was now laying in between your legs, her fingers were prodding your clit underneath your panties.

“I’ve always wanted to try you schatz. I wanna know how good you taste.” She chuckles as she pulls your panties down your legs and slips them off. She then licks a stripe right down to your opening. She opens you up a bit seeing all of your beautiful pink folds and admiring them. “Such a pretty pussy.” She whispers as she latches her mouth onto your groin. You let out a high pitched moan and your hand flys to her hair. Her eyes watch yours as the close and open again watching her eat you out. Her tongue swirls around your clit making you say profanities and and moan louder. She spits on your pussy and rubs it in mixing her spit with your wet. She pulls away and starts to take off her pants and panties. She quickly climbs back on top of you and kisses you. You taste yourself on her lips as she pulls your hips together. Both of your clits were on top of each other, her wet now mixing with yours as she slowly grinds on you. You both let out moans of ecstasy as she moves.

“F-Fuck. K-K-Klara~” You moan out as you start to grind your hips against hers. She moans back in pleasure as she smiles to herself.

“You f-feel so g-good (N/N)~” Her moan chokes out as she picks up her speed. You were seeing stars, you were never pleasured this good before. Your moans got louder and louder before you feel the knot in your stomach slowly begin to unravel.

“Fuck I’m gonna c-cum!” You moan out as she continues at her speed. She moans with you.

“Me too (N/N)! Cum on my pussy love!” She yells as you both reach your breaking point. Both of your slicks meet together, both of your pussies very sensitive.

Klara hops off of your hips and lays next to you in bed. You look over and smile at her and she smiles back. You share one last kiss before you get up and turn off the lights. She tucked herself into bed now waiting for you to join her. You bounce back into bed with a giggle and slide under the covers with her. You take her into your arms and kiss her forehead. You snuggle as you both fall asleep to each others breathing.

#killjoy #killjoy x reader #valorant #valorant killjoy #❤️‍🔥

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val-ow-brainrot · 8 months

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First post!! Valorant Fanfic, chamber based <3 --- "Gold Dress"

Love interest(s): Chamber Best Friend(s): Killjoy Ex Partner(s): N/A Smut, Angst, Fluff: Smut

"Bottoms up!" I hear as i'm currently downing multiple shots of who knows what. "Tayane, we can't keep up!" A thick German accent calls out, followed by sounds of kissing. "Get a rooooom!!" A British voice shouts followed by spurts of laughter. It was all fun, except for one thing.

My lover isn't here.

"Y/n, what's got you down?" Killjoy says peacefully as Raze comes and crashes down by me. After thinking for a few seconds and sighing, "I hope he's okay." I mutter, setting my drink down. "He'll be okay, the dress looks stunning on you by the way." Killjoy made me a short black and teal dress that has a similar pattern as Chamber's gold tattoos. The sides have a similar pattern and the straps have gold lining to them. Also inside the dress is a holster for my custom Sheriff. I smile a little bit then take a small sip of whatever drink I made. "What happened with him?" Raze said, standing up to stand in front of me. "He got caught up in a bunch of bad stuff at the last site. Brimstone said he'll be okay, but I'm just not sure."

The party was to celebrate a birthday. Yoru's birthday. Yoru and Chamber have a shaky friendship, which I can only assume is the held up trouble.

Sooner rather than later, two big doors open and incomes the well-dressed Frenchman. A loud gasp escapes as my head flings around and I fly to hug him, "Vincent!" I shout, "You're back!" I tightly squeeze him and look up at him, his gold tattoos catching a shine and his glass with some slight scratching, which stands out compared to his up-kept appearance. "Correct," a kiss greets my head, "I've returned." His arm wraps around me and he observes his surroundings. "Who's birthday is it, má cherie?" He looks down at me with curiosity and confusion. After a very slight sigh and an even smaller smile, "It's Yoru's. He returned back from Japan and since it's his birthday, Brimstone planned something." He slowly nods, only once then looks down to admire me. "You look so stunning, almost as good as me." He jokes and moves his head around to admire me. He holds his hand up and out, signaling for me to do a spin, which I oblige to. "Chamber!" a voice calls out, "look at this dress I made!" Killjoy and Raze approach being absolutely ecstatic about the dress. "It does look very nice," he begins, halfway through he looks down at me with intense lust, "very good." As his hand makes his way down my body, he leans down to whisper in my ear, "why don't we get away?"

"Chamber, I've missed you so much." I say as he begins to undress himself. He removes his vest and tie, his shoes already being removed. "I know you did." He sounds confident which begins to turn me into more of a mess than I already was. He looks at me with love and lust. He carefully removes the straps from off my shoulders, admiring all the detailing on it. "My...we're matching." He says with a small smile, more of a smirk than anything. His fingers gently dress the gold detailing as I wrap my arms around his back, and start to kiss on his neck. Soft moans and sighs escapes his beautiful lips and he lets his weight slowly fall onto me and start grinding on top of me. I lightly grip his hair as he's still grinding and I'm kissing his neck. "Ma cherie...I want you." He speaks softly into my ear, and I lean into his ear and say "You can have me." He starts to slowly undress me, taking off the dress that was once hugging my body.

MAIN SMUT BEGINS HERE

"You're beautiful, my love." He tells me as once hand starts reaching for my boob. He gives it a gentle squeeze as the other hand is on my thigh. I breath in deeply and tilt my head back, my lips slightly parting. He undresses me down to my panties and bra: black with gold lace detail. He undressed himself all the way down to his boxers. He takes his glasses off and stares into my eyes with love and lust. "Do you want me?" The words he speaks remain within my head as I enthusiastically shake my head yes in excitement. "Perfect." He says as he's starting to undress the rest of me, slowly leaving kisses on my body that were once hugged by tight clothing. I was too lost in thought to realize he was ready to go. He grabs my hand, intertwines fingers and lines himself up with me. "Are you ready?" He asks and I shake my head yes immediately. He slowly pushes inside me, the cool feeling of the condom on being relieving. He squeezes my hand tighter, maintaining eye contact, and starts to slowly thrust inside me. Small moans of his name come out of my mouth: "Oh, Vincent, I missed you so much," "You feel so good, Vincent." Slow and sloppy kisses land on my lips as he continues to slowly thrust. He relocates his hands to my hips and begin to move my hips in sync with his thrusts. He buries his head into my neck as his pace picks up. His moans switch between small groans and my name. Hearing him say my name just made me even more wet. Along with how much I missed up, the feeling he was giving me was positively overwhelming. His thrusts become quicker and more harsh, still feeling amazing. He throws me down from a sitting up-ish position to pinning me down to the mattress. His hand finds his away to around my neck and his mouth ends up right neck to my ear. "Fuck, princess, you feel amazing." He says as I tightly wrap my arms around him and enjoy the feeling.

His thrusts peak quickness. "Y/n, I'm so close," he says with slight panting and moans, "all for you." He kisses my neck before pulling out of me and finishing, moaning a little louder than before, but still contained.

After clean up, we get dressed again. Except this time he assists me in getting dressed. He helps me put on fresh jewelry, touch up on makeup, and get my shoes on. "Now then, I believe we have somewhere to be." He gives me a kiss on the head and we head out together."

"Where the hell have you two been?"

#valorant #chamber #chamber valorant #smut #valorant fanfiction

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khuzena · 2 years

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Hello! I love your writing and I hope you have a good day, I just want to say I absolutely in love with the valorant protocol and their s/o who's good at cooking, I was wondering if you can make similar one with non-agent s/o? Maybe s/o work in a cafe or restaurant and val agent keep visiting them, either hc or fic is fine with any character you like 😔 go wild go crazy

Order up!

Yoru, cypher, chamber, sova, viper, fade, neon, jett x g/n! Reader

Tw: just wholesome and fluff, them being super in love with reader

I was looking for some request like this, lately my inbox was flooded by horny bitches and their horny requests and it's such a breath of fresh air of a request like this (no hate to those who requested smut, love yall)

Yoru

Yoru first met you in a cafe, he would usually order a warm cup of matcha tea with no sugar and some bread on the side.

After you both started dating, you'd see him less albeit he tries to spend time for you.

Your timezones and work are completely opposite of each other but when he's given day offs by his boss, brimstone, the one he mentioned once a conversation with you, he'd pass by the cafe you worked at and order the usual with a smile in his face, you knew was so rare to see when he's with other people but it's much more common with you.

Sometimes when you serve him, he'll try to spark a new conversation just so he could hear your voice; he'll sip the tea you offered while he listens to you rambling about your day and when he has to go, he'll lead you into a corner which you both know there won't be anyone who'll see you both.

In which he'll lightly peck your lips and the side of your nose, telling you about how he'll promise he'll try to get more time with you then proceeding to leave the cafe with a sad smile on his face.

The next day though, he'll show up at the building and would order again, but this time, you had no idea he snuck out of work just to see you.

When he told you this, you scold him, telling him how he should prioritize his work rather than fooling around here but your complains fell onto deaf ears as he continued to talk over you.

Cypher

Cypher isn't one who'll dwell too long in such a crowded restaurant so I can see him dating and spending time with his s/o in a cafe too.

He'll order black coffee with a splash of milk as he narrows his eyes to you carefully brewing the coffee with extra love than the other orders.

He'll take a seat at the less crowded corner and invite you to talk with him, he never shown his face to anyone but you; looking from side to side and making sure no one else is looking at his unmasked face.

Cypher would crave the beverage you would always serve him, that's why he always visited, by the sound of his shoes you already knew he was there as you slouch over the corner and watch him act unfazed of you doing your job but what's running in his mind is how dedicated and sweet you are at the moment.

Before he knew it, he's visited the cafe for more than 2 times a day every single fucking day, week and he starts worrying about him being too annoying, always found at the cafe when he's supposed to do work somewhere else.

But he doesn't care either way, you have no idea what his work is like so you assume he has a very loose schedule to which he does.

Though he could be a creep who would stalk you outside the windows just to watch you converse with co-workers and customers.

Chamber

This french man would meet you at a restaurant, surprisingly.

Now you thought you'd both meet at a cafe? Probably but no.

He first set his eyes on you when you walked over his table with a list on your hand and tapping the table lightly to catch his attention, asking him what he would like to get.

Now, he first thought you were some ordinary worker, but he found himself often eating at the Michelin star restaurant just to see you.

Even if he wasn't craving anything in particular, he'd buy the most expensive meal the resto could offer just to see you smile because you got a big order for the day, and a big tip he'd slide under the table just for you.

After a few months per se, you'd both be in a relationship and you'll always greet him with a happy smile when he walks in, he became a regular there just to see you.

Of course the mouth-watering delicacies are great but seeing you serving people left and right including him with a bright smile always lightens up his days.

Like cypher, he'd visit you often and would sometimes order you something you like, because you can't afford it and he'd just get it for you.

Sova

Now, you and sova met through a common friend and started hanging out together.

One day, he asked you what kind of job do you work in and to which you replied a small cozy restaurant your family made a few years ago.

He asked if he could come and you agreed to bring him there, the cozy ambiance of the resto was really welcoming and you offered to make him a meal since there were only a few customers around.

He insisted on paying and you both chatted about, talking about family stuff until he had to go, he promised he'll come again and you said you'll wait.

After 2 days he arrived, it was like he was beat up or fatigued of some sort but you knew not to question him about work.

He ordered again and asked to talk to you again if you could but there were many customers that day so you barely had any time for idle chit chat; he doesn't mind though, just seeing you working hard and great like this was enough.

If he's stressed, he'll visit, if he misses you, he'll visit. He'll always visit the restaurant because he wants to support you and your family's business and just so he can see you everyday.

Viper

She secretly loves visiting your cafe, or maybe not secretly.

When you were both dating, she'd often call you to eat somewhere and she had no idea where you worked, not until she was looking for a cafe where you guys could have a date in and she saw you right at the counter, working your ass off to serve the customers in line.

A soft smile creeped up to her face as she watches you from the window, she enters the small aesthetic cafe, she sees you and orders like she's just a stranger but she wants to see how you do your work up close.

She'd sip the piping hot coffee while inviting you for small talk.

Viper would visit often because it's not everyday she'd hang out with you for a long time, even if she just sees your face atleast for 5 minutes and rushing to work, she'll be really happy.

The other agents don't know why she keeps getting up early in the morning, so eager to get coffee; they think she's being possessed after she comes back from the coffee shop because of the wide grin in her face as she scrolls on her gallery of pictures of you.

This routine will carry on for a long time, one time she was on auto-pilot and her body just knew that she should go to the cafe, to order, and to just see your face.

Neon

Before you both got into a relationship, she asked you what your work was and you said you worked at some restaurant somewhere, she was so excited to see the place and seeing the pretty exterior of the place made her more excited.

At the table she'd start asking so many questions about the place, how long did you work here? When's your shift? How did you find this place?

Seeing you work, just like the rest, would admire your dedication for your work and would be in awe, the way you handle rude customers or the way you keep serving with a smile on your face.

Neon loves to order new dishes, especially when you made it and would order for seconds just to taste the food you made.

She won't visit often because of her work in the VP but she'll dash right outside of the restaurant whenever it's your work shift so she could greet you and see you again.

She might not even notice she spent so much time to the point where brimstone found where she was(through cypher) and dragged her out of the building because they were running late behind schedule and she decided to not go to her work.

Fade

She definitely met you at a quiet cat cafe you worked in, fade would go to different cafes that weren't too crowded so she could have some piece.

She showed no interest in you at first, but the way you tried to lighten up the mood definitely piqued her interest and decided to why not be friends with you for a while? Just friends.. right???

Fast forward to a year now you guys were dating and she's a regular there, whenever she's not making other people's lives a nightmare, she'd cool off to your cafe like it was a quiet paradise.

The cats, tasty food and seeing you made her love this place more.

She'd pay extra just so you won't kick her out because she spent the whole day here distracting talking to you and playing with the adorable cats.

This is the best cafe in the world for her because only few know this place and she'd always give a big tip so this place could still be up for a long time.

She's pretty lonely most of the time so fade would come here every day at the exact same time, to the point where everyone working in the cafe knows her.

Jett

Jett used to work in a restaurant like you do, one time while walking in the city she found a new restaurant open up.

As she opened the glass door she saw your enthusiasm that you finally had your first customer even though she hasn't ordered anything yet.

She thought it was love at first sight and she tried to maintain her composure when you walked over to her excitedly and asked what she wanted to get.

Then she asked you out, she may just be a customer but she'd give some tips and give actual good criticism to your cooking so she could help.

From that day on, she'd invite her co-workers like phoenix or yoru to eat there while watching the tv and chit chatting about stuff.

They would see the sappy demeanor whenever her eyes sets on you and you bet they teased her and would joke how down bad she is for you and stupid she looks when she's around you.

Sometimes, she'd come alone and would order a shake and some dessert, jett would always compliment your culinary skill and tease how you're so excited to see her walk in the resto.

One time she invited a bunch of the protocol to the restaurant and they enjoyed the food you and your other chef mates(yes i made that word up) made, even asking jett how she found this unique but great place and she'd bashfully answer back.

Her co-workers feel like they're all third wheels when you both interact, now they're not surprised why she comes here often.

Meow meow fuckers, I'm writing like 10 recs all at once like its a full time job, anyways my writing progress will be much slower because i have a tight schedule, but i hope you like this fic hehe, thanks for reading and requesting! ☆

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