#valorant chamber smut

[crimsonbubble]

Thigh riding and dirty talk with the val guys 🙏

cw. nsfw, gn!reader, thigh riding, praise, degradation, overstimulation, marking, poorly translated languages *not proofread, just pure brainrot

[breach isn't here bc I just didn't want to write for him :// this is so rushed and half assed im sorry 😭😭]

MINORS DNI!!

brimstone (daddy issues popped out with this one yikes)

a sweetheart

literally so attentive

does the work for you

holds you against him as he rocks your hips against his thigh

"atta boy/girl, doing so good baby."

chamber

cocky mf

he either sits back and watches you do all the work

or literally can't sit still and guides your hips over his thigh

loves watching you melt into him when he guides your hips to ride out your orgasm

likes when your nails dig into his shoulders when he keeps your hips moving after your first orgasm

"you can give me one more, right mon ange (my angle)?" "be good for me and give me one more, pour que je puisse m'occuper de toi. (so I can take care of you)."

cypher

good mix of degradation and praise

loves to see you get all flustered when you rub against him

lives for the way you get flustered and hide your face behind your hand

"oh come on, is that the best you can do?"

harbor

his focus is on you

forget about him

let him take care of you

holds you so carefully

rubs your back as his hands follow the movements of your hips

"don't worry about me, let's focus on you, yea?"

kay/o

he's a robot therefore he vibrates

I feel like you'd have to like show him porn or smth to get him to understand the concept of dirty talk

but I feel like he'd be a little stiff with it, not really sure what to do

but give him time to research and study a bit and he'll get the hang of it

"take it easy, just like that."

omen

so touchy

literally wants you to cling to him

like just bury yourself into his arms as you pleasure yourself on him

lets out soft grumbles that can only be considered as some form of purring

"my sweetling, so good to me."

phoenix

literally does not know when to shut up

will run his mouth about how good you look and how well you're doing

easiest way to shut him up is to kiss him

the easiest way to keep him quiet is to make out with him

not just a few short kisses

I mean full sloppy kisses, desperate grabbing at each other and feeling all over one another

"c'mon baby, do it for me." "fuck, you're so good to me."

sova

an absolute sweetheart like brim

he'll keep his hands on your thighs as you rut against him

he'll take over when you start whining and slowing down

praise praise praise

sova loves seeing how your cheeks grow warmer and how you hide your face when he tells you how pretty you look

"such a good boy/girl for me, дорогой (sweetheart)." "its okay, I've got you, keep going for me, малыш (baby)

yoru

mixes praise and degradation like he's a fckn chef or smth

gets off on you rutting against his thigh as much as you're getting off to you rutting on his thigh

hickeys upon hickeys

love bites upon love bites

he can't keep his mouth off you

"look at the mess you made on me, you little whore." "fuck you look so pretty like this, fuckin use me, c'mon."

[f6bron]

after work. (18+)

pairing : chamber x fem!reader

note : no plot smut, established relationship, pet names (princess, good girl), semi-public sex, p in v, kinda possessive!chamber, reader calls him daddy.

"Shh, the others might hear us. You wouldn't want that, non?"

His right hand pressed over your mouth, trying to suppress your moans while he fucked you from behind.

Long story short, both of you were on a mission, but got bored waiting for the Vulture to fetch everyone up. So, you and Chamber left the base to take a stroll around Haven to fill up your free time. Others didn't mind either.

But things didn’t go as planned. 

Chamber pushed onto the wall, as he started devouring your mouth, fighting over dominance. His tongue danced around every corner of your mouth, making sure he could taste every piece of you.

You wrapped your arms around his neck, your body surrendering to his affections.

“Merde, j’ai besoin de toi, ma chérie… (Shit, I need you, sweetheart…)” He whispered, his breath tickled your skin. His hands roamed all over your body, seemingly trying to seek more of you. Your back arched as he grabbed your ass.

He reached for your neck, leaving a trail of noticeable hickeys.

“Vincent- Oh…!”

Your moans were cut off by him, as you felt him biting your exposed skin.

“You’re so soft, chérie ~” he said with a husky voice.

His hand slowly trailed down the lower part of your body, reaching for in between your thighs.

“Need you, chérie. Please…”, as he continued leaving kisses on your hickeys given by him.

“I’m… yours… Vin…” You whimpered, feeling more eager than ever.

His hand reached under your pants, and started slowly rubbing your clit in circles. You moaned softly, trying to get used to the new pleasure. You started to grind on his fingers, silently begging for release. His other hand reached for the waistband of your pants, then he pulled it down until it reached your thighs, comfortable enough for him to put his fingers inside you.

Your arms around his neck tightened as you felt two of his fingers touching your soft walls.

You moaned as his thumb continued abusing your clit, the action fucking up your senses.

He smirked, “You’re so tight, love ~ I have to make sure you can take all of me, hm?”

He felt pride when he saw you act so submissive under him, under his touch. He finds it adorable. So fucking irresistable.

His movements started to get faster, your pussy making squelching sounds. He could feel your soft walls tightening around his fingers. He chuckled.

“Come for me, la princesse (my princess). Come for me.”

You nuzzled your face on his chest, your muffled moans only can be heard by him. Your warm release dripped down your trembling thighs.

Chamber licked his cum-covered fingers, while looking into your dazed eyes.

He gave you a passionate kiss, which you could taste a hint of your juices on his lips before he turned you around.

“I’m not done with you yet.” He whispered, as you could feel his front leaned onto your back.

He unzipped his pants, immediately letting go of his erected, long and thick dick. 

He started to rub your sensitive pussy, giving it light slaps while stroking himself. The action overstimulated you and made you moan.

After hearing your soft and adorable moans, Chamber tightened his fist and pumped himself harder. God, your angelic voice is enough to drive him crazy.

He stopped pumping his dick as he decided to stroke his dick in between your supple wet lips instead. Your thighs trembled, as you felt his dick being so close to your entrance. His hands moved to your sides, gripping you to keep you still.

Chamber always loves the sight of you squirming under his touch, he truly loves it.

He whispered words of affirmation into your ear as he slowly inserted himself inside you.

“Shh, that’s my good girl, you’re doing so well, ma chérie ~”

You whimpered, the sense of discomfort as you felt his girth slowly stretching your walls out.

Even though you and Chamber had sex multiple times before, you will never get used to his size, not even after he prepared you. 

“V-Vin… so… big…” 

“I know, chérie… You’re taking me so well…”

He nuzzled his face on the crook of your neck, inhaling your heavenly scent, as he continued thrusting into you slowly. 

He softly caressed your sides and left trails of kisses on your neck as comfort. He always keeps in mind to be gentle with you and your petite body, as if you’re a porcelain doll. But, he has broken promises before. With his bigger, stronger body and uncontrollable lustful appetite, he’s quite an impatient man.

Especially when it comes to his sweet princess.

And things got rough.

The sounds of skin slapping against each other filled your surroundings, his grip on your hair tightened, as both of you were experiencing heightened arousal.

“Tu es mienne… (You’re mine…)” 

Those words can be heard repeatedly from Chamber, whispered into your ear like a prayer.

“Vin… I can’t…”

“Shh… I know, chérie…”, as he thrusted into you harder, reaching for your cervix.

The bruising grip of his left hand on your side tightened, trying to stop you from squirming.

The thought of others finding the both of you in this position, made his mind wandered to unspeakable scenarios. That’s one of the ways to prove you’re his, and only his.

To prove you’re Vincent Fabron’s precious property.

He removed his grip on your hair and gripped both of your sides instead, lifting your petite body off the ground, basically manhandling you. His tip touched your cervix as he kept on ramming into you back and forth, which sent you to oblivion. He could feel your soft walls clenching around him, a sign that you’re about to reach your climax.

“You want to cum, princess?”

You nodded, unable to form any words, you can’t think anymore. Chamber has fucked all of your brains out, he has fucked you dumb.

“Hm? Use your words, princess. Je ne t'entends pas… (I can’t hear you…)”

He gave you one hard thrust, earning a loud moan from you. You’re such a mess.

“I… w-wanna…cum… Vin-”

He chuckled, “Vin? That’s not what I want to hear, princess…”

He thrusted into you again, even harder now. His grip on your sides tightened, you could tell it will leave bruises later on.

“I-I wanna… cum… d-daddy…”

He leaned onto your back, “Louder.”

“I-I wanna cum… daddy…!”

“Good girl ~” and he continued fucking you senselessly. 

You couldn’t suppress your moans anymore, your brain was clouded with Vincent, Vincent and Vincent. You finally reached your climax, your whole body trembling caused by your release. You could feel your juices overflowing down your thighs, mixed with Chamber’s pre-cum.

Imagine being so fucking dumb over Vincent Fabron’s huge dick?

He leaned onto your back, leaving soft kisses on the nape of your neck. He wrapped his arms around your waist, still keeping you off the ground. His thrusts became sloppier.

“Princess, let me cum inside… Je suis en train de jouir… (I’m about to cum…)”

You nodded, as you kept moaning his name softly.

His arms tightened around you, he groaned as he came inside you, painting your walls with his overflowing seed.

He leaned into you further, pulling you into his warm embrace.

He kissed your cheeks, “You did so well, angel. I’m proud of you.”

He watched his cum dripped out of your pussy while slowly pulling his dick out of you.

He scooped all of his overflowing cum back into your pussy with his finger, which earned whimpering noises from you.

He chuckled, “My apologies, mon chérie.”

As a cherry on top, Chamber planted a quick peck on your pouting lips. 

He quickly cleaned you up with his expensive custom-made handkerchief he always has with him. He pulled your pants up and fixed your hair, he had to make sure you look presentable. (Read: He had to make sure you didn't look like your guts were getting rearranged by him.)

He lifted you up with his strong arms under your thighs, your legs wrapped around his waist.

You hugged him, as you sleepily nuzzled your face on his shoulder and slowly drifting off.

Both of you arrived at base, but the sight of you sleeping in Chamber’s embrace got the other agents worried. They asked if you were okay.

Chamber gave them a cheeky smile, “She has a stomach ache. No worries.”

(A/N) : i, too, would go fucking dumb over Vincent Fabron's huge dick.

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[lunamochii]

Deux valent mieux qu'un

cw; chamber x f!reader, two D’s, mirror chamber, sex in public(i think..), not proofread

You were assign to a mission together with Jett, Phoenix and Chamber but Brimstone contacted you guys that they need 2 more person since Viper and Raze that was with him got taken and is currently being treated back in the base

“Stay safe Y/N!”

Jett exclaimed before hopping to the helicopter or whatever they call that, now you’re all left alone with Chamber and the silence between you guys is choking you

Clearing your throat, you grip your weapon tight and signal him that you’re going to the other side. Setting up some traps along the way, you decided to camp at a tight spot that barely 2 people can squeeze in

‘Fais attention chérie’

You heard Chamber speak through the earpiece and you only utter a silent hum, minutes passed by and there’s no sign of the mirrors. Just as you were about to change location you heard Chamber’s teleport, signaling that he teleported near to where you are

You silently walk and saw him dusting him self, even fixing his hair

“Chamber? Why are you here? Aren’t you supposed to be guarding the other location?”

“Oh... alors c'est toi”

You rolled your eyes and cling your gun on your side as you walk up to him

“You know very well that I don’t understand french”

“Pardon ma belle, I decided to check you here that’s why”

Your eyebrows arch knowing that Chamber never leaves his post, shrugging it away, you told him to follow you. Both of your steps were quite as possible and just when you were about to take a turn, Chamber pulled you and pin you against the wall. His one hand covering your mouth as he signalled you to stay silent

“Fuck! Where is that damn old man?!”

Your eyebrows furrowed whe you heard Neon’s voice before you could even react, you heard a gunshot and a thud

“That’s one, hm where could she have gone too?”

That’s where you gather all your strength and manage to push away the Chamber in front of you

“Who the heck?!”

You scream and the man in front of you just smirk

“Y/N! What’s wro— You…”

The other Chamber position his gun and the other one chuckle

“This isn’t part of our deal”

Chamber said those word as calm as possible, while pointing his gun at his double. The other one just chuckled deeply and pulled something out from his pocket, it was a perfume. The color of it is a mix of purple and pink

Chamber raise his eyebrows and the mirror just sprayed it in the air, even you was questioning why he did that, but you were answered the moment you inhaled the scent

“What— What’s that?”

You drop on to your knees as you began coughing, your face beat red. Chamber rush to your side and help you to get back on your feet, but the mere interaction made you gasp and grip hard on to his arm

“Ma cherie! What’s wrong?”

The mirror chuckled and sat on the box that is just in front of you

“It was a invention of one of our agents, quite amazing right?”

You glared at the mirror as your body began to feel more hot, you even unbuttoned two of your buttons from your polo that you’re wearing

Chamber held you close to him as he look at his counterpart, clearing his throast, he held out his hand while looking straight at the eyes of his mirror

“Give me the antidote of whatever the fuck is the cure for this. We didn’t agree on this.”

His voice is firm and the grip he had on you is only making it worse from you, you squeeze your thighs together to calm yourself but you only shivered at the friction you just made by yourself

“Cure? The one who made that haven’t come up with a cure but I know what will make it disappear”

“What is it?”

“Have sex with her”

Chamber is always compose but what his mirror just said made his eyes go wide, do it with you? In here?

You felt yourself throb just by hearing that suggestion and you pinch Chamber making him look at you, the effect is stronger now and it’s becoming unbearable. You tiptoe and grab him by his neck as you place your lips against his

“Please please, I can’t handle it anymore. Want you in me”

Chamber curse and hug you tightly, you moan into the kiss as you press yourself more towards him. You don’t care anymore if his mirror is watching, or you will be spreading yourself in front of the two Chamber

“Hng” you moan out when you felt your lover’s hand go down and got in between your legs as he began to stroke your core

“Stay still” Chamber whispered onto your ear as he began to stroke you, you can feel your legs wobbling. You know for yourself that you won’t be able to stand any longer than this

“My lap is free~ Come sit le miroir de mon amant”

Chamber pulled away from your lips and look at his mirror. He smirk and made you turn around so you are facing the mirror, Chamber pulled your panties down and since you’re only wearing a skirt. You wet core is full view to the mirror when Chamber decided to lift you off the ground. You heard the other one hiss and immediately got up and kneel down before you

“Will you let him have fun too, bien-aimée?”

You never have nodded your head fast and the mirror immediately lap his tongue on your folds, as you moan out loud, you were basically shaking when the mirror inserted one finger, his tongue flicking on your clit. Sucking you hard.

“Oh god! Fuck!”

Chamber chuckle hearing your moans and curse, not wanting to miss out the fun he put down one of your legs but the mirror decided to put your one leg over his shoulder as he press his lips more to your folds

“Face me”

You obliged and you are met by a hot kiss, Chamber’s hands is now groping your breast. Getting annoyed by your garment he tore it and pull your bra up, as he played with your nipples

The stimulations the men that is giving you weren’t that much help by holding back your release, you grab on the mirror’s tongue and look at him, meeting his eyes

“Coming… I’m coming..”

You manage to say and the mirror just nodded as he went back on his business, Chamber lift one of your arm so he can suck one of your breast.

Your curses was followed by a loud moan when you came in to the mirror’s mouth, you lean your back to Chamber as he continued on sucking to your breast. The mirror stood up as he lick the side of his lips

“But I’m not done yet”

The mirror said as he unzip his pants and you swear to God, it’s almost the same size of your very own lover

Q“Relax now, cherie” Chamber whispered to your ear and you heard unzipping sound from your back

———————————————————————————

If it weren’t for Brimstone that have contacted Chamber and told you guys to go back now, their cock wouldn’t stop bullying your insides

“W-We need— ah!”

You moan out when the mirror slap your ass hard as you get back on sucking your lover’s cock, Chamber’s hand stroking your cheeks as you bob your head faster

“I know but you can go for other round right?”

“Vincent! I c-ca—“

You were stop when Chamber push your head down and came inside your mouth, tears streaming down your face as you gulp his cum down. When he pulled away he was satisfied with your look

“Hnng! Faster please!”

You beg the mirror as you reach your hand towards his hand that is place on your hips

“What a slut, want my cock deeper? Hm?”

“Yes! Please! Fuck me harder!”

Chamber were amuse by your words as he grip your cheeks and capture your attention by kissing you, he eyed his mirror and the other understood right away, the mirror pulled you up and pulled his cock out

Chamber lifted one of your legs and let out a moan when he inserted his cock inside your pussy, your eyes rolled back as you felt the mirror push his cock inside your other hole, if this goes on any longer, they will break you

“Holy shit…” you curse out as you grab on to Vincent’s shoulders as they began to move together, swearing to no end, you feel yourself getting close on losing to your sanity

“Merde! You fucking love it when there’s two cocks inside you, huh?”

Your half lidded eyes look at Chamber and nod as you put your head at the side of his neck and began giving him kisses there, you don’t even recognize your voice anymore, your moans that is becoming more slutty.

“Pleaaase let me cum! Cum inside me! I want your loads of cum inside me, Vincents!”

The two men laugh as they fuck you harder and faster, a pool of precum is forming underneath you, your juices leaking from your thighs as you began to feel a another release

“Let’s get this over” Chamber uttered and the mirror agreed and in one final thrust they both came inside you and you swore to yourself that you can pass out right there and then

The mirror Chamber immediately pulled out and let the rest of his cum spilled on to your back as he let out a satisfied sigh, he didn’t waste time on fixing his self, as he watch you lean close to your lover

“Vincent..” He heard you call out to his Earth self

“Yes, mon amour?” Chamber stroke your cheeks and wiping your tears away as he hug you close, kissing the crown of your head

“I love you” you uttered before darkness consume you, Chamber took off his vest and wrap it on you as clean you with the handkerchief he always carry

After doing so he carried you bridal style since he heard the ride back to base is getting nearer, he look at his mirror and wondered why he have a longing gaze towards you

“Hope you didn’t fall inlove to my lover” Chamber said and the mirror just laugh and a portal appeared beside him

“I won’t. But I hope sure her mirror self will fall in love with me”

Chamber’s eyebrows raise and the mirror laugh

“See you again, mon ami”

With that the mirror step inside the portal and disappear together with the portal. Chamber shrug his shoulders and start to walk towards the open field, he also notice that the Neon mirror is gone but he couldn’t careless why

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“Is she okay?”

Sage ask the moment she saw you on Chamber’s arms, when she touch your forehead you were burning

“She has a fever, quick lay her down”

“Désolé mon amour” Chamber uttered and kiss your cheeks but he refuse to lay you down on the floor. Instead he sat down and let you lay on his lap, his arm as support for your head

“What happened?”

“She couldn’t handle two” He joked but Sage just look at him with questioning eyes

“Nevermind. Just please treat her”

———————————————————————————

“Vincent Fabron!”

The mirror Chamber was greeted by a high pitch scream, he let out a groan and walk towards where the voice is coming from

“Did you steal one of the bottles in here?!”

There you are, the love of his life, atleast in his mind he have already courted, go on dates, exchange iloveyou’s, and fuck you

“Why would I do that mon amour?”

Your mirror self huff angrily and crosses her arms as she look at him up and down

“You fucking reak of sex”

Chamber smirk and took one step closer, putting both of his hands on each side. He stare deep into her eyes before pulling out the bottle he used while ago

“For a feedback, it doesn’t have a effect on men. Although it certainly has a great effect on a woman.”

Her brows meet together and Chamber sprayed the cologne across the room and covering her nose wasn’t much a big help

“What are you saying?” She ask and she almost let out a moan when Chamber rub her core with his knee

“I say that I have fuck your counterpart. Won’t you let me actually bury my cock deep inside you?”

Her eyes widened and not too long she fell into his arms but who would have thought that this mirror of Vincent Fabron would be a total sub in front of your counterpart

Your mirror certainly made sure he will be punish by having sex with her earth self, mirror Vincent promised that he won’t do that again if it will only result by him getting tied up. Too much for his ego.

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finish 12/11/22

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request open for valorant agents! Though I will still need time to write for the female agents.

Thank you for reading! Lovelots! Also, welcome back to me!🎉

[yuikira]

Meanie.ᐟ

Mean!men who want you on all fours and in their favorite lingerie after coming back from work.

Mean!men who are the biggest tease, taking their sweet sweet time to open their package (a.k.a you) and relish the sweet sweet taste.

Mean!men who love to put you on all fours and spank your cutesy little butt until it's red.

Mean!men who claim that it'll fit. And if it won't, they'll make it fit.

Mean!men who do not care if you feel torn apart from their gigantic cock, they know their baby can take it.

Mean!men who pull out at the very last moment and cum on your stomach, when you (desperately) wanted him to breed you full tonight.

Mean!men who coo and laugh at their whining baby, assuring them that they gotta be patient and will get what they want in due time.

"Awww baby are those tears? You cryin' for me, pretty girl?" he coos at your desperate state, tied up and tears flooding down your eyes. You just wanted to play with him for a little bit, but how did it and up like this?

"Shhh love.... you'll get what you want in due time.." he mumurs, wiping off the fat tears off your face and kissing the bridge of your nose. Your trembling beneath him, deprived of 4 orgasms non stop and holding a vibrator to your clit while tears stream down your face was such an exquisite sight to behold. Perhaps you wouldn't mind if it went on for a little longer like this.

-gojo Satoru, geto Suguru, Kaeya, Childe, Ayato, Aventurine, Sunday, CHAMBER CHAMBER CHAMBER, Yoru + your favs.

[2kiran]

AAAAAA YOU WRITTE FOR VALORANT TOO!!!?!!?

OKAY OKAY, MAYBE LIKE, CHAMBER (or Yoru, idk) WITH A DOM MALE READER THAT WANTS TO TEACH THEM A LESSON ABOUT "RESPECT" BY FUCKING THEM SENSELESS!?!?

GRRR TY IF YOU DO

JUSTE LÀ —— v i n c e n t “ c h a m b e r ” f a b r o n

“My plan wasn’t smart?” You repeat his earlier statement, scoffing as the words taste bitter on your tongue. Vincent was in your lap, bent over, and reddened ass exposed to you. “You wanna repeat that to me?” He immediately shook his head, a sobbing hiccup rising from his throat. “‘M sorry, mon amour. I didn’t mean—”

Your hand lifts from his ass before it comes back down, “No, no, no. Repeat yourself.”

His face was pink and sweaty, tears building on his waterline. A sharp gasp left his mouth at the impact. He shook his head, silently refusing. He rocked his hips to try to find relief, cock weeping from the lack of attention. “Fucking brat,” You sighed, tone of disappointment. “Do you ever listen to me?” Your free hand grabs his hair, watching his back arch. “I’m—” You land another smack, and another, and another, until tears freely streamed down his face and the look in his eyes were dazed. You yank him back to rest against your front. Kissing his cheek, you murmured apologies for the uncomfortable sting of pain.

“Shhh...” You quickly shush him, thumbs rubbing at his sides to calm him down. His cock twitches when he hears the clink of your belt. One of your hands unzipped your pants, pulling them down with your boxers. He raises his hips in permission, hole wet with your spit and lube. He begins to slide down on your cock, taking it inch by inch. His brows were furrowed in concentration, focusing on not cumming as you stretched his insides so well. “Please...” He whined, apologetically and filled with guilt.

“You just need me to teach you some manners, huh, baby?” He nods quickly in response. Your hand slides under his thigh, lifting it to give you room to move your hips. He wanted to cry harder, thinking that you’re pulling out, no longer wanting to — “Fuck!” He groaned, hole clenching as your thrust felt like you were sending a spark up his spine.

Vincent whimpered your name, his brain numbing by the second. You roll one of his nipples in between your fingers, pulling at it enough to have him sob weakly. “M–mon amour, ah, je suis désolé. S'il te plaît. Juste là— J'ai besoin de toi juste là.” he muttered under his breath, meeting your thrusts when you purposely miss his prostate. Hips trembling as he tries to keep up with your punishing pace. ( t. my love, i'm sorry. please. right there— need you right there.)

“Yeah? Here?” you grind inside of him, a whine slipping past his lips, “You gon’ respect my ideas this time, hmm?” he nods his head rapidly, “Y–yes, ‘m sorry. Didn’t mean to — nngh — insult you like that, mon cœur.” ( my heart ) you angle your hips, hitting that spot inside of him the way he desired. He let out a choked moan, a sudden tear falling. His features were contorted in pleasure, brows drew closer, and a few strands of his hair out-of-place.

If only the other agents knew how Vincent was so easy to break on your cock.

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[angelltheninth]

Valorant Agents + Meeting After a Hook Up

Pairing: Yoru, Phoenix, Sova, Viper, Reyna, Fade, Chamber, Skye, Jett, Harbor x Fem!Reader

Tags: nsfw, smut, hook ups, teasing, kissing, grinding, hickies, friends with benefits

A/N: Getting back into Valorant, slowly, but surely.

Yoru clock you in immediately, teleporting to your side and asking you if you're back for another fun night with him. Just seeing you back here makes his cock throb but he's willing to ignore it for now, how about something other to eat first? Since he's seen you again so soon he only assumes it must be fate that's bringing you two together.

Phoenix gets a little flustered that you're displaying the hickies he made so openly. Hey now, those were for him alone no? Seems like you had other things in mind, put it out there that you had a good time for all to see. He tries to give you something to cover them up because he's really embaressed that left so many on you. Next time he'll make sure its on places that have to be covered up.

Sova isn't too bothered by you going a mission with him after hooking up. He won't tell anyone that he's met the new agent before in private. Keeps flirting with you over comms though, and saying innuendos about the night before. It boils over when you see him again, narrowing your eyes at him while he acts like he doesn't have a hard on and is smirking at you, asking of you want to help him.

Viper doesn't let the fact that she's seen you naked get in the way of your work together... at first. She keeps stealing glances at you as you work in her lab. There need to be boundaries established before she bends you over the desk and eats you out, she should have held back but after just tasting you once she's addicted to your taste. There's no way she's letting this be just a hook-up anymore.

Reyna teases you relentlessly when she sees you again. Are you following her or is this just very happy coincidence? Either way she's not opposed to repeating last night again, it was great way to get rid of her stress and energize her all over again. A little bit too well because your energy, your life force, it tastes so good to her, she would love to have you moaning for her again.

Fade really tries not to let the tension between you two get to her. She keeps shuffling on her feet as you stand next to her, stealing glances down your body and shivering when you reach for her hand, open to a conversation but instead she ends up kissing and pushing you against the wall, your legs lifted and spread for her hips to grind against yours. To hell with holding back.

Chamber lets his charm do most of the work, getting you back in his bed again and again after that first hook-up. Seeing you again the next day doesn't matter in the slightest, he enjoys fucking you and as long as you're fine with it he will keep doing so, even procrastinating on his work because his cock feels so damn good inside of you.

Skye is a little on the more bashful side, not sure how to approach you, if to say hello or act like she doesn't know you. She deicides to talk, telling you she had a great time and that she's looking forward to seeing you more now that you're gonna be going on missions together. She doesn't want to leave things on an awkward note so she offers to buy you lunch, which ends up with a different kind of mean eventually.

Jett wishes she could run away from the tense atmosphere in the locker room but damn, she can't keep putting this off forever. Sooner or later she will have to confront you, talk about the other night and hopefully establish a professional working relationship. Your teasing isn't helping at all, you're just getting her hot and bother over it all over again... fuck why are you so damn irresistible to her?

Harbor keeps things casual when he talks to you, not even mentioning the other night until you do. A smile grows on his lips when he asks you if you've been thinking about it the whole time. Truthfully he has been too. Want to see the effect those memories had on him? Well you'll have to get under the table to that.

[astridselixir]

"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‼️🎊)

[l0serloki]

Can i ask for a chamber nsfw where he catches the reader pleasing herself to him-- i'm so sorry m having- such bad chamber brainrot🧎‍♀️🧎‍♀️🧎‍♀️

Spying

Chamber x Reader

Chamber finds you avoiding him and tries to find out why. Only to see something very scandalous..

CW : SMUT, f!reader, chamber masturbating/watching without reader knowing (for a bit), oral (m!receiving), exhibitionism (?)

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When you had joined the protocol you thought it would be more like an army. A job. But it turns out, it was more like a small family. You were all always around eachother and picked up on how everyone liked things. And as much as you liked that, it was also an issue. 

The issue being the hot Frenchman who everyone seemed to ignore. You had grown quite close with him, being the agent right before him to join. A lot of others had joined after but it was obvious that you two were a duo - like Phoenix and Jett. It was great but now it wasn’t. For one simple reason. 

You liked Chamber.

God. You didn’t know how to stop the feelings and each day was torture as he came in. Rubbing your shoulder and telling you about his guns. His stupidly attractive voice whispering nonsense out as you tried to control your damn heart.

“Are you listening, Y/N? Would you like me to make you one?” Chamber’s fingers tapped at the table in front of you and you snapped out of your daze. You coughed awkwardly as you shook your head. Your eyes couldn’t help but notice the veins protruding from his nice shirt and underneath his watch..

“Uh.. That’s okay Vin.” You waved his offer away and he sighed. 

“I don’t offer that for just anyone. I think building you a new gun might be beneficial-“ He continued, his fingers digging into the wooden surface, his arms practically begging for attention. 

You stood up rapidly and mumbled out a quick apology.

“We can talk about this later! I-I just realized there’s something I didn’t finish!” 

Your body quickly made its way to your room, shutting the door with extreme speed. You laid down in your bed thinking about ways to deal with this annoying crush on the Frenchman.

You could just tell him.. No. Why in the world would you do that?! You were his only friend in this place. And if it got awkward and you couldn’t see his cute face. Seeing his eyes light up with excitement over his guns or his new little hobbies. Bringing you food and sweets to see your reaction. The soft touches and care he gives you.

You had to do something. At least to calm yourself in this moment. Your hand traveled down your body and under your pants as you imagined Chambers face. It was wrong to do this. But you couldn’t stop yourself.

—

Chamber had not expected such a reaction from you. He had just offered to build you a gun? Maybe he had finally hit the line of where you were uncomfortable with him? Maybe his affection was too much?

“Wait..!” He yelled out but you were already half way down the hall. He debated following after you but he decided to give you a bit of time. He finished up his coffee and got up, making his way over to your door. His hand balled into a fist as he went to knock and instead stopped. There was mumbled noises coming through the door that he couldn’t place. Were you crying? 

He knew it wasn’t right to enter before knocking but he did anyway. His hand pushed open the door just a smidge as he surveyed the room. His eyes widened as the sounds got clearer and the view was quite different. His pants suddenly felt very tight as he watched you work open your cunt, his name falling off your lips perfectly.

“Vincent..” You cried out and he pushed his face against the door frame. He wanted to say something but then he would be a creep, no? Either way his options weren’t the best and part of him wanted to continue watching your little show. His hands worked at the zipper of his slacks as he pulled out his hard on, watching as you added another finger.

“Good girl..” His voice all but whispered as he began to palm himself in motion with you. His pace got faster as he watched you work yourself open with precision. You were so beautiful, falling apart just for him.

“Mm..” You moaned out as you got close and Chamber’s eyes didn’t blink once. He needed to see your face as you came apart.

“Vincent!” You cried out as you spasmed and his fist got tighter as he jizzed over himself. He quickly grabbed at his handkerchief and cleaned off his hand before silently pulling your door back shut. It wouldn’t hurt for you to not know about his check-ins on you, right?

—

This happened going on two weeks now. He got down a pattern of what to say to tease you into leaving quickly. He would stand and watch and feel disgusted with himself but he couldn’t stop. He needed to watch you fuck yourself, it was for him after all.

But today was not like the usual. The moment he peeked through the door you were in your desk chair and not your bed. Your pussy on full view for him as you began your motions. He could feel himself throb at the sight alone. It was more dangerous this way, if you even happened to look up you would see him standing there touching himself to you. And you would hate him. But he still went ahead with it.

“Oh Vincent…” Your head fell back in the chair as your pace was slower. More gentle. Your fingers opened yourself up to his view and he could feel himself growing closer just from that alone. You were so wet. And twitching just for him. He could only imagine putting his cock between your sweet folds.

“Keep going darling.” His voice barely even whispered as you continued. You both lasted a few minutes, teasing your bodies till you both were on the edge. He was seconds away from cumming when he heard you.

“C-come fuck me now. Stop watching.” Your eyes met his through the door as you pleaded and his body stopped. He couldn’t even move as he realized. You knew and you wanted him to watch.

“Naughty girl. You knew.” Chamber enters your room, his cock still in hand as he shuts your bedroom door. “My dick isn’t going to suck itself princess.” He tuts and you can only roll your eyes as you walk over to him.

You slowly fall on your knees as you keep eye contact. He only grins as he taps your lips with his cock.

“Go on. Taste what you’ve been wanting.”

Your lips slowly wrap around the angry tip, his precum filling your senses. You could only moan as you feel his hands grip at your hair, trying to pull you down.

“So demanding.” You choke out and he only groans.

“You like it. So take my cock like the good girl you are.” His voice is hoarse as your hand massages his balls, slipping your tongue up and down the shaft.

“And if I don’t?” You tease and his eyes narrow.

“If you don’t I will walk out and never fuck you darling. That is a promise.”

You knew he was dead serious with his tone so you got to work. He was right, you did like it and you wanted him. You had wanted him going on weeks now. Watching his careful eyes through the crevice of the door as you fucked yourself. It drove you mad.

“Mmm that’s it.” Chamber grunted as your mouth went up and down on his cock. Drool spilled past your lips as your nose brushed the small hairs around his base. Your hands gripped at the back of his legs as he fucked your face.

It only took a bit before he was spilling his hot load down your throat, moans leaving his lips. He was quick to recover, looking down on you with a wicked grin.

“It’s time I give you what you want, no?” Chamber gripped you up, wrapping one of his arms around your waist. His cock teased through your folds as your breaths became staggered.

Finally.

He wasted no time to push himself into your wet cavern, letting himself indulge in what he had been watching for weeks.

“You’re so tight mon amour.. Please.” He choked out as he feels your cunt gripping against him. You try to relax as he takes his sweet time with a few tester thrusts. Ultimately Chamber couldn’t take it and began a rough pace.

“Vincent..” Your voice cracks as you feel him everywhere. His hand holding you in place as his other one kneads at your tits. 

“I know. I’m almost there too.” He coos into your ear as his pace gets erratic. You can feel yourself teetering on the edge. All of those weeks of teasing had been worth it just for this one moment alone.

“Vincent m’ cumming!” You cry out as you clamp down on him. Moans echo across the room as he joins you in euphoria. 

He falls onto the bed with you, staring over with a little smile. You can’t help but laugh at the absurdity of the situation.

“So you like me too?” You say and he rolls his eyes.

“Where did you get that idea from mon cœur?” His voice is sarcastic as he moves a strand of hair away from your face. You only snort as you cuddle up against him.

“You’re mine now.” You demand and he only hums.

“All yours."

[shoyoist]

content: f!reader. established relationship. gun play it's straight up gun fucking y'all. petnames & sweet talk in french. male masturbation. orgasm control, teasing, edging.

— . ｡˚ ♡ helping chamber test out his latest guns and firearm models.

the mouth of the gun is pressed to your clit, and chamber is watching your expression with just a hint of a smirk lifting the corners of his lips, as he rocks the heavy thing up and down around the sensitive bud. "look, chérie. the sensor tells me your little clit's throbbing."

you've been staring with lidded eyes, from under fluttering lashes, at the way the muzzle fits around your clit — but at the sentinel's comment, your gaze skirts obediently over to the holographic sensor displayed on the flat, rectangular barrel.

heat rushes to your cheeks when the sensor flickers along with the pitiful pulse of your clit, as it begs for more stimulation than just a cold ring of metal pressed around it.

he's got you seated on the edge of his desk, with your legs spread apart and hooked around his waist. his belt's loosened and his pants are unzipped, thick cock pulled out for you to see how stiff and blushed it is, revealing that he wants you as much as you want him.

the sight just makes you ache more. you want more than this. you want his cock.

the sensor spikes again.

chamber lets out a low chuckle, at the embarrassment in your eyes. "it works well, don't you think?"

"i—" you swallow, as he slides the tip of the gun off your clit, gathering your slick across it as he lowers it to your wet, messy hole. you breathe, trying to maintain composure. "i guess it does."

"let me try this as well?" he purrs, voice low and purposefully inciting as he nudges the gun against your entrance — and all you can do is give him a hesitant, yet anticipatory nod.

"that's a good girl." he rasps, slowly, gently pushing the barrel into your cunt.

as he does it, his free hand moves to wrap around the length of his cock, and he whispers to you softly — "how's it feel, mon ange? easy to take?"

you nod, unsure of which answer to give exactly, feeling almost dizzy, so vulnerable yet so hot and needy under the weight of his sharp gaze and the barrel that's inside you.

he stares at you for a few seconds, before his hand suddenly comes up to circle the base of your throat, holding you steady as he shoves the gun all the way up into your pussy in one go, eyes never leaving yours.

a stuttered gasp of shock and pleasure escapes you, hips jerking at the cold, heavy feeling — but he's still standing between your legs, forcing you to keep them wide open for him.

the gun's sensor flickers sharply, the spikes cutting up and down through the display, along with the squelch of your wet walls around the metal.

his voice is even lower, when he asks again. "how about now?"

you see the way his eyes flash behind his glasses when you let out a moan, legs tightening their hold around his waist, pulling him closer. "please."

"please?" he chuckles, gently pulling the barrel out before he slides it back in, smooth and heavy inside you. "please, what, chérie?"

"more!" you gasp, when the barrel bumps your cervix, cold and round as it presses into the velvety flesh. "want— want your cock, vincent. please."

"soit patient, amour." he chuckles again, but his grip around his cock gets tighter, and his chest heaves as he pumps at his own length, balls heavy and full within his pants as he restrains himself, wanting to have this little bit of fun with you before he takes you.

"we need to make you cum around this gun first, mhm?" he coos, soft and slow, taunting you with an amused smile.

he keeps you seated up straight, with his hand that's still wrapped around your throat — your own hands come to circle his wrist, holding on as you whimper, spreading your legs as he continues sliding the gun in and out of you. "cum on this gun within the time i count up to ... thirty. then i'll give you my cock. vous me comprenez?"

which of course, gives you no choice but to obey and say yes. "y—yes, i understand, sir."

charmed by your obedience, he laughs softly, and leans close to press a kiss to your temple, running the gun all the way into your cunt as he does it. and as you inhale, trying not to moan too loud, he whispers in your ear. "good girl."

[jojikawa]

could i request baby making with chamber? so much foreplay, multiple orgasms with the hottest dirty talk, breeding-kink-ish and the best aftercare?🥹

i really love your writing!!

CHAMBER x FEM!READER

tw// NSFW Themes (sex), unprotected sex, poorly google translated French, lap-sitting, spanking, Vincent casually sexualizing fem-bodied reader in a public setting, choking, light BDSM, breeding kink brain rotted Vincent, dirty talking, sub reader, dom Vincent, oral (both giving and receiving) aftercare.

by Sanyulmi via Twitter

Everyone in the protocol celebrated their off days differently. Pheonix spent his time trying to get at different girls or—Jett. Yoru spent his time with games or taking a ride out to the garden. Raze would spend time with Killjoy, etc!

Your days were different, though. You often found yourself out of the country or at a resort somewhere in France. The warm air, the exquisite food selection, and the company of Vincent Fabron. He was the man generous enough to spoil you any chance he got. He simply adored you. Vincent would do anything to put a smile on your face. Vacations became the norm at the very beginning of your relationship with him. As soon as his bank account blew up from his sales of weapons, Vincent became Chamber. It was quickly dubbed to be the perfect relationship.

Now, what about the future?

Vincent always dreamed of starting a family with you. He wondered how your children would look and how he would fair as a dad. He was a man that could do anything since he wasn’t sentenced to endlessly working to provide. The dream of being able to spend time with his family.

It was a Friday morning when he finally came to his senses. The two of you have been planning parenthood for a while but there was no set date of when you’d try for a baby. It was just something that…would happen. He was also tied up with his scheme with mirror Vincent. Another thing was that he didn’t want to pull you away from the protocol if you were truly enjoying your time with them. He was very considerate.

Until…he wasn’t.

Sometimes you were just too hard to resist.

The French man found himself staring at you, respectfully. You two were relaxing on the beach together and you were just an arm’s length away from each other. He watched as you took off the silk kimono, revealing a bikini that left nothing to the imagination. It brought together your breasts for flattering cleavage. The bikini bottom was a high-rise thong that made your waist look small and your hips curvy. You hadn’t been paying Vincent any mind the whole time until you decided to finally get up.

You turned around. “Vince, I think I’m gonna go in the water for a bit-“ You trailed off when you saw his smug face that was previously staring at your ass. “Vincent.” You narrowed your eyes. The sudden shift in your tone caused him to snap out of his daze. His eyes then rose upward to your breasts. So shameless.

You rolled your eyes, crossing your arms and breaking the line of sight. “What are you doing?” You asked, unamused at his behavior. He wasn’t the gentleman he always portrayed himself to be. You knew him best.

“Oh, me? I am just enjoying the view.”

A giggle left your mouth. “Oh really? I believe the beach is over there but for some reason, you just can’t keep your eyes off of me.” You placed your hands under your breasts making them jiggle just a bit. He wanted you so badly. “There are things in this world that are far more beautiful than this beach.” He took a sip of the nearby cocktail that was sitting on the end table beside him.

“Mmm. Who knew I could have found someone so romantic.” You smiled softly before eyeing him once more. “Are you not hot wearing all of that?” You saw that he was still wearing his usual attire. A suit. At the beach.

You loved his look but he was the only one dressing like that…apart from the bodyguards that were just out of sight.

“Of course, mon amour, you know I have my suits made to be breathable,” Vincent muttered as he adjusted the umbrella over his head for more shade. “Well, can you help me finish putting on some sunscreen?” You grabbed the bottle you had previously been using before politely giving it to him.

“Anything for you.”

You smirked at Vincent before sitting on his lap with your back to him. You brushed your hair out of the way, revealing the exposed skin of your back. You heard him fiddling around with the bottle, removing his gloves before applying it accordingly. The process was normal at first until he would get to your lower back. His hands were roaming a little…too much. You felt his fingertips dig themselves into your waist before his hands firmly found themselves gripping your hips. Your perfect baby-bearing hips.

Was it true that some men become more attracted to women based on their ability to carry children? Maybe…but for Vincent, it was very true! You were the only woman worthy of carrying his seed.

“Mmm. You don’t miss a meal, do you, Mon trésor?” He muttered under his breath, taking in every ounce of you. Perverse thoughts filled his mind as he undressed you even more with his eyes. His comment took you by surprise, almost making you jump at his words. “Vincent?! We’re in public.” You absentmindedly shifted your weight beneath him. The friction began making his pants tighten. “Oh, l know, sweetheart but I hardly get to enjoy you until we have time alone like this. I miss it so very much~”

“Maybe later if you’re good.” You remove yourself from his lap. The expression he made was almost cute. He definitely missed you in more ways than one. It wasn’t something he could control either. His eyes always lingered on you, every day of the week.

You then left Vincent to be by himself for a little bit. Not only could he be smothering sometimes, but it was also just nice to be able to explore some parts of the resort by yourself. It wasn’t long before your husband caught up to you, finally dressing in appropriate attire for the weather. At the sight of him, you couldn’t help but place your hands on your cheeks and smile like a complete idiot.

“Aww, Vince, you look so cute.” You remarked as you made your way over to him. Although embarrassed, Vincent smiled as well. It was always nice having a pretty woman call him “cute”. “Well, mademoiselle, I do have to admit that I was getting a little warm.” Vincent sighed, eyes lingering once again on your exposed assets. He wanted nothing more than to just fondle your breasts, not caring who was looking. “Just in time for dinner as well.” You snapped him out of his daze. You knew Vincent to be more engaging than this but you just assumed he was probably tired from traveling.

The two of you made a reservation at a nearby restaurant. It was much fancier than anything you’d eat at, personally, but you could never say no to thoughtful gestures.

The evening began well. The two of you were seated quickly by the staff because of Vincent’s status so you were happy. There was a scheduled performance so he had a booth reserved where you could sit side by side instead of just across from one another. That was when Vincent’s behavior finally began to make sense to you.

When you received the menu to order, you felt his hand creep up your thigh, beneath the table. “Vincent.” You placed your hand over his. “The night’s almost over, can’t you wait a little?” But your statement was ignored by him gingerly rubbing your inner thigh. His fingertips just brushed the crotch of your bikini bottoms.

No one was able to see, not when the waiter that had come by to deliver your pitcher of water…before promptly spilling it on you!

You instantly lose the feeling of pleasure as the cold water washed over your chest, dripping into your lap. It was too much water to make a scene to stop the performance, but it was enough to soak you. Now you want to change.

“I-I’m so sorry, Miss!” The young waitress began apologizing profusely. It was clear that she was new, so you wouldn’t hold it against her. “Oh, it’s alright, I guess.” You muttered, beginning to shiver as well.

You had been expecting Vincent to intimidate the young lady. This was a 5-star restaurant and he paid a lot to bring you here but…he was distracted. Again.

He watched the cold water stimulate your breasts. It hardened your nipples so much that they were practically poking through your bikini top. It felt like it was only the two of you in the room. The subtle movements of your breasts jiggling as you receive the towel from the manager to dry yourself. He saw you turn towards him, mouthing something he couldn’t hear. You noticed his eyes were looking at you at all.

“—…cent…”

“…Vincent!”

Finally, Vincent made appropriate eye contact. “Do you think we can maybe go back to the hotel so that I can change? My swimsuit is really clingy to my skin.” You instinctively pulled up the strap and let it go to slap your skin, making your breasts bounce once again.

“U-Um, chérie, you’re right. Let’s go to the room and come back.” The French man cleared his throat before helping you out of the booth. You smiled at the manager before asking her to hold your booth until the two of you came back.

Upon entering the room, Vincent quickly broke off from you, locking himself in the bathroom. ‘What’s with him?’ You thought to yourself. Although dumbfounded, you carried on, undressing and looking for something super cute to match Vincent. When he exited the bathroom, he was met with a pleasant surprise.

Your damp, naked body.

“There you are.” You sighed. “Do you remember what bag I put my other outfits in?” You bent over, rummaging around in different bags until you found what you were looking for. “Oh, here they are. They were in your bag.” You giggled to yourself. “How did that happ-“ You cut yourself off, feeling a presence behind you.

Vincent pressed his body up against yours from behind. His masculine arms enveloped your frame into his. Your ass ground up against his bulge. “Je suis désolé chérie but I just wanted to let you know how good you looked today.”

You hummed, leaning further into him. “Oh really? I could already tell you wanted to say something by how you were staring at me with those hungry eyes.”

A hand moved from your waist to one of your breasts, and his fingers brushed your nipples, gripping and twisting them to make them hard once again.

“Vincent! The dinner~!” You whined. “I know, sweetheart.” He replied, in a low voice. “You’ve been teasing me all day with that body of yours and I’ve held this feeling in as well.” Vincent removed his tie. He released you, allowing you to turn and face him. “Can we do it my way, now? It’s been all week.”

Your lips parted for just a moment. At first, you couldn’t remember exactly what he was referring to but in a split second, it came to mind. He wanted to do it without a condom. He didn’t particularly like the way it felt for him but he’d always wear them anyway. He proposed the idea of doing it without one because he wanted to feel your walls without any restraint.

“Fine, but we have to be fast. I don’t want to miss the show.” You said sweetly before Vincent promptly took both of your hands and put them together. He wrapped his tie around your wrists, making a cute bow on the front side for you to be satisfied with. You exhaled, lowering yourself to your knees where his growing cock was.

“Go ahead, don’t be shy.” He placed his hand on top of your head. Your face heated up as you meekly listened to him, pulling his dick out of the trousers. The tip was already strained with precum when you began to kiss it softly. Moans exited Vincent’s mouth when your soft plump lips came in contact with his cock. The gently placed hand on your head began to grip your hair.

You made swirls with your tongue before letting it deep into your mouth, touching the back of your throat. Your actions made him tremble and jerk at the pleasure. Saliva dripped down your chin and the sight of your pretty mouth wrapped around his dick was enough to make him cum for the first time. His load filled your mouth with most of it slipping down your throat.

Vincent pulled his dick out of your mouth. Now, he was really getting into it. “Is that all?” You managed to say. You whipped your mouth of any more contents and swallowed what was left. “We are only just getting started. You are good at what you do, you know.” He raised his hand to brush the strands of hair out of your face due to his roughness. “So, I’ve been told.” You remarked. Vincent chuckled. “I know it’s something I’ve said a lot by now.” He picked you up, placing you on the bed.

“I’m going to breed you so well, mon amore.” Vincent's smirk sent chills up your spine. The only thing you could do was patiently wait until you were bred, honestly. The two of you kissed passionately. It started innocently and progressed into something needier—hungry. You failed to quiet the moans coming out of your mouth when he moved to your collarbone and breasts. His teeth and tongue abused your tender skin, leaving marks that your co-workers would surely see very soon. “I can’t wait to fill your womb with my cum. I promise you will love it too, ma princesse.” His lips latched onto your nipple, sucking and enjoying the sight of you squirming at his pleasure. He sucked and played with your tits until they were so hard that just the wind was able to stimulate them.

“All day…” he began, his voice rumbling against your skin. “It’s taken so much out of me not to just rip those clothes off of you.” He chuckled. “And here you are, being a good girl and taking them off for me.” He resumed his actions, taking a hand and slipping it between your folds just to get an idea of how wet you were getting. “I better be the only one who can make you this wet.”

“Vince…” You whispered, squeezing your eyes shut. He was really just doing what he wanted with you. His kisses trailed down to your stomach and then your inner thighs. He spent a lot of time there, licking and teasing just above where your slick folds were. “Ahh, I remember you always being so tight. Even too tight for my tongue.” His thick wet muscle inserted itself inside. It was a combination of fingering and going down on you, consuming all the cream that dared to leak out. Your core was heating up between your legs. You didn’t have any control over your body. The only thing he wanted you to do was helplessly lay there and tremble at his touch.

“I want to hear how loud that pretty voice of yours can get.” Vincent declared against your skin. He ate you out nice and slow, edging you enough to drive you insane. “Vincent, baby, please!” You cried out, squeezing your eyes shut, trying to find your high so that you could finally cum. Your thighs closed around his head as you felt the euphoric warmth wash over your body. Broken moans left your mouth and when you finally released Vincent, his mouth was covered in your cream. “I can tell you’ve really been holding it in.” He cleaned up what was left. Now it was time for the main show.

Vincent crawled on top of you, releasing the buttons of his shirt, allowing you to see his abs and the glistening sweat that coated his skin. “You still want more…?” You mewled, stomach churning with nervousness and pleasure. “Of course, mon amore. I’ve yet to breed you.”

You instinctively began to fidget in your bondage. His eyes were still hungry and it felt like if he were an animal, he would ravage you. You felt his dick rubbing between your folds, pre-cum leaking out and wetting your entrance. The way you shied away and hid at times like this gave him the strength to penetrate you. The feeling he got inside was something closer to joy or happiness when he saw your innocent expressions become not so innocent…

He began slow, thrusting into you firmly, making you gasp and jump with every stroke. He knew you were enjoying his pace when you wrapped your legs around him and pulled him closer. Vincent couldn’t resist wrapping his hand around your neck, squeezing softly, and began to pick up the pace.

“You’re taking me so well, amore.”

The tip of his dick kissed your womb with fragments of his cum leaking inside. He was already getting close but he didn’t want to cum just yet.

You felt Vincent pull out. “I want to see that beautiful ass of yours.” He helped you turn over, effortlessly making your ass point up toward him. He took your cheeks in both hands, jiggling them so hard that the vibrations stimulate your pussy and make you wetter. It was abrupt but he would periodically slap them, just to see your reaction. He loved being the only person that could ever dream of doing this with you. Your cheeks turned red from the contact and now he was finally ready. He inserted himself inside once again. This time he was much more aggressive, pounding you much harder.

“V-Vincent!” You cried but he didn’t listen. The sound of your ass slapping against his pelvis was too intoxicating. “I have to breed you.” He said. “I need to get you pregnant with my kids.”

“You’re s-so selfish!” You whimpered. “You’re right, I’m so selfish.” He growled. “No one else can have you but me.” Years began to fill your eyes with overstimulation. Your core was burning and you couldn’t hold it in anymore. “I’m gonna cum…” You mumbled. Vincent chuckled deeply. “Then cum, beautiful. Squirt all over my big cock.”

Your body tensed up. Your nipples became hard and your eyes rolled back. You moaned loudly and the feeling of hyper-relaxation filled your body. You released your juices all over him. You felt his loud fill your womb as he grunted and gripped your ass cheeks while pushing himself further into you.

You were left speechless. You could definitely go another round but Vince seemed to be soft now. He was out of breath but the way he looked while tired made you blush. His face was red from blushing too. He was cute while flushed. “Oh my, what have I done to you?” The man sighed while eyeing you with an apologetic expression. He removed his tie from around your wrists.

“I think you should rest after that.” He suggested. You knitted your eyebrows together. “But the restaurant…” you whined. “Don’t worry, amore. We can go back tomorrow night, I promise.”

Vincent took it upon himself to run you a bath in the other room. He figured the warm water would soothe your holes and womb from what just occurred. It was a surprise but you actually needed help walking. Your left leg went numb from all the pleasure and he had to catch you from falling. He placed you in the tub and you thought that would be the end of it but he got in with you!

He was so very sweet, washing you in an innocent manner and even cuddling with you as you soaked. It was pretty much needed given everything that just happened. You hoped that this would satisfy him enough to finally enjoy the trip instead of being distracted by your ass breasts. He really made you smile sometimes when he was just being himself. You showered each other in kisses before exchanging “I love yous”.

“I love you, (y/n)!”

“I love you too, Vincent!”

[kittenfrostt]

chamber nsfw alphabet hcs, perchance?

warnings ;; smut smut smut

art by @/ShkretArt on twt 

divider by @/benkeibear on tumblr

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A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex

He’s pretty good on aftercare. Mainly because he more than likely had you completely spent after a loving night. He’ll switch from ravishing you to stroking your hair and whispering sweet nothings in your ear. He’d take you to the shower or bath with him, more than likely a bath so he can hold you close. He’ll help you clean your body, peppering you with kisses all over, stroking your thighs and being sure to be cautious of your sensitive bundle of nerves. Maybe if he’s in a loving mood, he’ll even give you a massage.

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B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

His favorite body part is probably his face. He’s always confident in how he looks, and presents himself. His hair is nicely done, glasses always clean without a speck of dust on them. He finds himself to be charming and attractive, his confidence consistently fueled.

His favorite body part on you is probably your thighs. He pings me as a thigh guy tbh. If not, maybe an ass man. He loves to touch on them, be buried between them, squeezing and groping at any time. You’re wearing a skirt/dress with some thigh highs? Expect his hand to be on your thigh when you’re sitting beside him, or driving with him in the passenger seat.

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C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)

Loves to see his cum either all over you, or dripping out of you. The minute you tell him he can come inside? This man is whipped. He’s the type to push his cum back into you after pulling out, making sure it takes. He also loves to cum on your pretty little body, and that pretty little face of yours. Big itch for facials. He prefers seeing it on you rather than in you when ur comes to blowjobs.

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D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

Chamber pings me as having a special room specifically for sex. He has the money, so why not? He’d have an abundance of toys and chains, a variety of different things to use on his partner. It’s something he probably won’t tell anyone, unless you’re his significant other.

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E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)

He’s very experienced. He pings me as being skilled in the sex department, and he’s good at finding what makes your mind go blank. He’s had his fair share of sleeping around, not one to look for commitment. He’s always had good reviews as he calls it. He always knows exactly what he’s doing, preferring to be the one in control unless you can convince him otherwise for a night.

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F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)

Either missionary, or doggy. He likes looking at you falling apart beneath him, but he also likes the sight of you taking him from behind. He has the most control there, a hand buried in your hair while his hand rests on your waist, snapping you back to him with each thrust. Anyway he can have you pinned down, he’s all yours. It fuels him with a certain hunger and confidence he craved.

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G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)

He’s definitely serious. He may throw a dirty joke your way, but he’s not the goofy type when it comes to sex. He likes it to be either passionate or rough, giving no room for such a thing.

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H = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)

He’s very well groomed and smooth, probably not a hair on his body. He seems like the type to get waxed pretty often, considering he always presents himself as clean cut.

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I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)

He can be very intimate. If it’s just a one night stand, he’ll be rough and abrasive with you. But if you’re his partner? He’s gonna give you as much passion as he can. Whispering sweet things in your ear as he ravishes your body. He also likes to praise you, ensuring just how much of a good girl/boy you’re being for him.

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J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

Very rarely I’d think. He usually has you to play out his desires, but maybe once and a while he’ll relieve himself. More than likely at the thought of you, or if you’re in a position where he has you pleasure yourself in front of him, then falling into him pleasuring himself as well. Mutual masturbation is something he does enjoy from time to time.

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K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

This man is into a lot of things. He enjoyed BDSM, cream pies, bondage, etc etc. You name it, and he will probably enjoy it with you. It’s hard to pull out, but he does have a daddy kink deep down. Or something along the lines of Sir, anything that gives him more power over you, even if it’s just a title. He also loves to overstimulate you, driving you the brink over and over again. He probably has a lowkey kink for roleplay, maybe some pet play? He will use the term kitten with you quite often.

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L = Location (favorite places to do the do)

This man will take you practically anywhere, but he mainly likes to do it at home, where he knows you can fall apart freely. Maybe his office will come in at his second favorite, he does quite enjoy the sight of you spread out on his desk, or under his desk.

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M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

Begging. He’s heavy into begging. If he has you begging underneath him, it’ll drive him crazy. Primal even. He loves being wanted; and knowing you’re pleasure derives from what he gives you, enciting more. Skirts and tight dresses are also a turn on.

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N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

He’s not into sharing. Threesomes, etc. It’s something he won’t do. He doesn’t like sharing you, or others seeing you in such a vulnerable state. He’s not into scat either.

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O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

He likes both equally. He can be buried in your thighs for hours pleasing you, pushing you over the edge merely with his mouth and fingers. He also likes throat fucking you until tears are streaking down your face. Drool dripping down your chin and making a mess of you.

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P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)

Depends on the mood tbh. He can go from fast and rough, to slow and passionate. Just depends on how you both are feeling that night. If he had a preference? Probably slow and sensual. When he loves you, he’s a passionate lover.

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Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

He’s totally fine with them. He’ll put you in your place anywhere. He’s out taking you shopping and you act up? You two end up in one of the dressing rooms with his hand over your mouth as he pounds you from behind, whispering sin in your ear. Though don’t be disappointed, because even after a quickie, he’ll make sure to make it up to you when you both have the time.

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R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)

He’s probably not big on risks too much. He’s too possessive over you, and as much as he loves the thrill, he’d never put you in such a vulnerable situation. He might be alright to experiment if you really want him to, but he’ll be smart and calculated when doing so.

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S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)

This man probably has endless stamina. He can go for hours on end, milking you for everything you have. He usually lasts longer than his partner, determined to bring them to climax before himself. Expect to go for many rounds, especially after a pent up, bush day.

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T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)

Absolutely. He uses them on you though, not too much on himself. He’s got all kinds of toys and such laying around for him to use on you. Of course, he’ll ask if it’s alright first. He’s comfortable using anything you want him to, maybe even experimenting with new toys you guys find on the internet.

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U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

He’s a huge tease. He loves orgasm denial, hence his big thing being you begging for him to touch you. He likes to watch you squirm and writhe beneath him. He’ll tease you anywhere, whether it’s at home , or even in public. He likes having such control over you.

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V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

He’s usually pretty quiet, mainly soft groans and growls of pleasure coming from him. Even as he completely ravishes you, he always keeps his composure. He’s not super loud, preferring to hear every sound he can get out of you instead.

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W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)

He wants to see you under his desk, sucking him off while working. It oddly helps him work better, and gives him a lovely sight to look down at whenever he hits a rut. He’ll have one of his gloved hands in your hair, encouraging you to take him deeper and deeper. He’s gentle at first, but the minute you start teasing him, he’s shoving you down onto him, pushing his tip to the back of your throat without hesitation. He’l want you to swallow too, not wanting to make a mess in his work area.

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X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)

He’s not extremely buff, but he has a lean, slim figure. He’s well proportioned, and his height makes up for anything else. While he’s slimmer than most, his length is easily around 8-9 inches. You wouldn’t be able to tell he’s packing just by a simple glance, but this man has a good size, and knows exactly how to use it.

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Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

Pretty high. He’s always wanting to have his hands on you, trying different things with your body. Definitely a day to day thing, if not at least weekly.

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Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

He’ll usually wait for you to fall asleep first before he does, but he stays up a bit longer most of the time. He has trouble sleeping usually, and he enjoys watching you rest peacefully beside him.

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[crimsonbubble]

cw. nsfw, afab!reader, marking, clit play, fingering, overstimulation, implied hand kink, implied glove kink, praise *not proofread, just pure horny

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his hands in this video oml I wanna scream

just imagine simply doing anything around him, only to feel his hands travel up your thighs getting closer and closer to your center. your body shivering as he carefully spreads your legs, positioning himself between them. the rough material of his gloves dragging over you skin as he squeezes the flesh of your thighs.

your body heats up as his ghosts his fingers over your slit, turning his hand to press his palm against your clit. the sudden pressure sends jolts of electric fire through your veins, your breath labored. he let's out a breathy chuckle, slowly moving his hand in a circle, watching as your hips move against his hand.

you buck up against his palm, a warmth settling in your stomach. "you seem to be enjoying this very much, mon ange." the teasing lilt to his tone never left as he watched you moan and shake before him. he pressed down harder on your clit, quickening his pace. your hands clutch at the sheets, desperately trying to ground yourself before you float into cloud nine.

your eyes roll back as more slick gushes out of you, staining your panties. his hands moves away while he leans down and presses gentle kisses to your cheeks and neck. "just a few more, yes?" your chest is heaving with each intake of breath, watching with blurry eyes as vincent pulls your pants down your legs. as you shift your hips you can practically feel how your panties stuck to your wet cunt.

his hands are on your heat as soon as he tosses your pants somewhere else, his fingers work circles on your clit while his mouth bites and sucks deep reds into your neck and shoulder. your hands shift to clutch at his shoulders, your nails digging into the pristine fabric of his vest. vincent's free hand slides under your skin, resting against your stomach.

with each circle of his fingers, it's a step closer to another body numbing orgasm. pulling away from your neck, he presses a kiss to each mark, leaning back on his knees to watch as your eyes flutter, mouth agape as your back arches off the bed. "such a good girl for me, darling." you lay boneless on his bed, a flustered heat spreading across your face.

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[khuzena]

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

[zeilaaan]

Chamber would put his cock inside of you as he watches some fancy show on Netflix. You'd just sit down on his lap, and he'll let his cock warm up inside of you, not giving a single fuck whatsoever, and would not let your moans or whimpers distract him.

[valorantmenheadcanons]

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

[hopelessrromantix]

Content: no beta, cockwarming, marking

Chamber let out another huff, dropping the small metal pieces he was working with. His hands shook as he tried to pick it up again, without much success.

“C’mon, focus.” You reminded, chuckling in his ear.

He shifted in your lap, trying his best to get you to move. It only ended with him letting out a moan, hand gripping his desk.

It had started as a simple ‘compromise’. He’d spent far too much time tinkering with his guns, insisting on improving them. Honestly, you thought they were perfect already, but Chamber wasn’t having it. So, when you came in clinging to him, palming anywhere you could, he’d come up with a solution.

“If you think you are funny, you are not, mon chéri.” He gave his own smirk, clenching down on you. It forced a groan out of your mouth. You buried your face in his neck, listening to his mocking laugh.

It was always a fight for power between you two. He always tried to take control, only for you to snatch it right back. Not that you were complaining though, a challenge is always fun.

Chamber was back to working on his gun. He was fidgeting with the bigger pieces now, knowing his hands were far too shaky for the smaller ones. He cleaned them slowly, the gold metal glistening in the artificial light. You weren’t the one to build his guns, but you didn’t need to be a genius to figure out he was just busying himself.

“Vincent, you aren’t even doing anything, love,” You pleaded, shifting slightly. He gave a soft swat at your thigh, not even enough to hurt. “Come back to my room, I’ll make it worth your while.”

The promise didn’t do much to move him, likely because he knew you’d fuck him either way. His workshop was stuffed into a corner of the headquarters anyway, likely a move by Viper to stay away from him. You couldn’t blame her, really.

“Unlike you, I have work to do,” He commented, tapping a finger under your chin. “You can hold out thirty minutes, can’t you?”

You groaned. You knew damn well he wouldn’t be working for a single minute of that. You wrapped your arms around his waist, burying your face into his still clothed back. He chuckled, returning to the same piece he’d cleaned five times by now.

You could feel him clench down on you, his tight warmth making it harder not to move. You were far from cumming, but you were damn close to ignoring Vincent and slamming him against his desk. You knew he wouldn’t put up much of a fight either.

Instead, you resigned yourself to Vincent’s torture.

But after about twenty minutes, you were starting to crack. He’d adjusted himself multiple times, claiming he was ‘cramping up’, which you knew was utter bullshit.

“You’re getting just as tired of this,” You hummed into his ear. You tested the waters, gently fucking up into him. His fingers tensed, a low groan reverberating through his chest. He didn’t move to stop you, though, which you took as reassurance. “You wanna come back to my room yet?”

“I have to fini--”

“You don’t have to finish shit, Vincent.” You rolled your eyes at the statement. “Besides, if you wanna work so badly, we don’t have to go anywhere.”

He opened his mouth to question you, but you moved before he could. You finally stood up, still fully inside Vincent. He moaned at the movement, stabilizing himself against the desk.

You gripped his hips tight, your pace immediately brutal. Your grip was sure to leave bruises that Chamber would complain about for the next several days. He’d never asked you to stop though, and you’d caught him looking over marks in the mirror before.

“A second to breathe, mon cœur,” He requested, biting down on his sleeve. Normally you’d tell him not to, but some protocol members weren’t keen on fraternization. And by some you meant Viper. And that was not a beast you were willing to poke.

“You had plenty of time to breathe,” you laughed. “No more waiting, hm?”

The moan he let out at that was pronographic, muffled only slightly by the now messy sleeve of his shirt. His hair was disheveled from your sudden movements, several strands now out of place. His shirt was completely untucked and pants on the floor beneath his desk.

“You look like a mess,” You commented. “Let’s see how far we can go.”