#whf x male reader

[theres-a-body-here]

Scumtober- Day 29 (Gangbang)

Bobbies x Male!reader

James, a handsome young Bobby with piercing green eyes and short brown hair, had always been stressed and overworked due to his demanding job.

But today was different – he received an invitation from an exceptionally kind citizen named (Y/N) offering them a unique form of stress relief: a gangbang.

Most of the bobbies recognized him. He would always bring them drinks and compliment them on their patrol. Surprised yet intrigued, James gathered six of his fellow Bobbies, including Thomas, Michael, David, John, Peter, and Richard, to join him.

As they arrived at (Y/N)'s residence, each Bobby felt a mix of anticipation and curiosity as they entered the dimly lit room filled with soft music and sensual scents. The sight before them left their jaws dropped – (Y/N) lay naked on a large, comfortable bed, surrounded by various sex toys and lubricants, waiting patiently for their guests.

As soon as the door closed behind them, James couldn't help but notice how nervous everyone else seemed to be. Some of them were even trying hard not to stare directly at (Y/N), obviously aroused by the sight before them. One of them even let out a low whistle under his breath.

James took charge and approached the bed first, followed closely by Thomas, Michael, David, John, Peter, and Richard. They stood around the edges of the mattress, looking down at (Y/N) with hungry eyes.

"Alright then," said James, breaking the silence. "Let's show our friend here just how grateful we are for his hospitality."

As you watched them undress, taking off their happy masks. "No need for these when we're gonna be plenty happy," one of them joked. Their muscular bodies revealed themselves slowly, and you couldn't wait to feel every inch of them pressed against yours.

Once they all got naked, you knelt on the bed, ready to party. James couldn't resist anymore and stepped closer, caressing your cheek tenderly with his rough hand.

"Thank you so much for having us," he whispered softly, his voice deep and husky. "It really means a lot."

Without waiting for a response, James leaned in and kissed you passionately, his warm tongue exploring every corner of your mouth. His taste sent shivers down your spine, making you crave more.

As James pulled away slightly, he gestured towards the rest of the group. "My friends here are eager to express their gratitude as well. Don't leave them hanging, alright?"

As you nodded, Peter quickly positioned himself on the bed beneath you, crawling onto his back and extending his arms outwards as if welcoming you to ride him. Meanwhile, James stood proudly beside the bed, his throbbing member mere inches from your face.

Peter's voice was raspy and full of lust as he spoke. "Come on, mate... Sit on my face. Let me taste you." His words were almost enough to send shivers down your spine without touching you.

Feeling bashful yet incredibly aroused, you slowly lowered yourself onto Peter's face, taking care not to crush him beneath your weight.

"Oh yeah, baby! That's it! Lower yourself onto my face nice and slow..." Peter purred as you began to descend upon him, his fingers digging into your thighs possessively. You felt his hot breath and nose graze against your entrance as he began to lap at your asshole.

Meanwhile, James leaned in closer, his thick erection pressing against your lips. He ran his fingers through your hair, urging you to open wider. You complied, opening your soft lips for him. He thrust his cock inside your mouth, filling it completely.

While Peter enthusiastically feasted on your ass, James drove his cock deeper into your mouth as you moaned around his length.

On either side of the bed, Thomas, Michael, David, John, and Richard stood, stroking their hardened members vigorously as they watched the scene unfold before them. Their eyes were glued to every movement, every sound that escaped your lips, hungry for their turn to join in on the fun.

James tightened his grip on either side of your head, forcing his cock deeper into your mouth. You struggled to breathe, your cheeks hollowing out as you tried desperately to suck him off. Gagging sounds filled the room, accompanied by the wet sounds of Peter devouring your ass.

As James released his load deep within your throat, his groans echoed throughout the room. He pressed your face firmly into his pubes, ensuring that not a single drop of his seed would escape.

Panting heavily, he muttered, "That's it, love. Swallow it all."

His cock throbbed within your mouth, pumping wave after wave of warm semen down your eager throat. Once spent, he pulled away from you, leaving you gasping for air as you swallowed every last bit of his cum.

Peter quickly adjusted his position on the bed, shifting higher so that his rock hard cock was poised at your now wet entrance. Meanwhile, James stepped aside gracefully, giving David his turn with your mouth. David hops onto the bed as he stands with his cock before you.

The sight of David standing tall with his thick erection inches away from your lips sent a thrill through your core.

David didn't waste any time, pressing his rigid cock against your cum covered lips. Instinctively, you opened wide, ready to receive another helping of delicious meat. His cock felt like steel as it slid past your lips, filling your mouth completely.

As Peter began to ease your hips onto his rock hard member, you couldn't help but let out a soft moan at the feeling of him stretching you open. Meanwhile, David took control of your mouth, whispering sweet praises as you greedily sucked him off.

"Oh, mate, that's it," David crooned, running his fingers through your hair. "You're such a talented little slut, aren't you?"

Peter rammed your hips down onto his cock with a satisfying smack, sending waves of pleasure coursing through your veins. You popped off of David's cock, unable to contain the whimper that escaped your lips.

David chuckled softly, understanding exactly what was causing your sudden change in demeanor. Gently cupping your face in his hand, he traced the swollen outline of your lips with the tip of his cock, murmuring praises all the while.

"Good boy," he purred, his voice sending shivers down your spine. "You're taking us both so well, aren't you?"

"Y-Yessshh" you mumbled, barely able to form coherent words under the dual assault of Peter's relentless pounding and David's teasing touch. Hearing your response seemed to excite David further, and he chuckled once more before gently guiding his cock back into your willing mouth. Your gaze locked with David's as you savoured the feel of his veined cock gliding effortlessly down your throat.

As Peter continued to fuck your tight ass mercilessly, David took control of your eager mouth with equal fervor.

Turning your head slightly, you caught a glimpse of the others watching from afar, eagerly awaiting their turn to join in on the fun.

Their hungry stares filled you with anticipation, knowing full well that this night would be one for the books.

Scumtober 2023 Masterlist

[kazpng]

Heyy I’ve been writing some WHF stuff on my AO3 account recently, and I just wanted to promote the link to the Arthur x Male-Reader fic I wrote :3

This is explicit! If you’re under 18 - DO NOT READ!

[boringsofia]

I know you’re away now but I thought I’d shoot off a request anyways! I hope you’re having a great vacation anyways! How about a Jack Worthing x Male reader where reader is just very teasing and likes to tease jack in a suggestive way, maybe when he’s recording? Thanks!

Thank you so much for the request! I made a little one-shot for ya, i hope you like it!

Warnings: suggestive teasing but that's it, this is pure fluff

Hands to yourself

Jack absolutely hated it. But at the same time, he adored it.

The moment (Y/N) started working as the infamous Uncle Jack's assistant, was also the moment Jack's life became a living hell in the best way possible. The man was always playful and teasing, even when they first met, but it only got worse the closer they got. Let's not even mention when they started dating, secretly obviously, (Y/N) knows no boundaries when it comes to teasing his lover. And today was no different.

Jack found himself sitting in the same chair as always, looking through his script before they were to start the show. He did the mistake, however, of looking up for the shortest second before having to do a double take.

There he was. His assistant. His lover. The man that made him feel so flustered yet so angry, bent over as he chatted away with a co-worker. His bum at full view for Jack to see and the man knew the effect he has on dear Uncle Jack

Upon feeling a pair of eyes on him (Y/N) turned his head to look at Jack over his shoulder and smirked. That charming yet evil smirk that Jack couldn't help but admire. And then that little devil had the audacity to wiggle his behind at him. If it were possible to melt from simply blushing, Jack would he nothing but ashes at this point. At least he had the advantage that (Y/N) couldn't touch him. For now. He already knew today was going to be a long day. And he wasn't wrong.

All throughout filming, Jack often got distracted by his sweet lover. Sometimes getting lost in his (E/C) eyes, other times gulping and going beet red when he caught the other male looking him up and down with hunger in his eyes. He got all hot and bothered a few times when (Y/N) made suggestive gestures at him. Such as pushing his tongue against his cheek to signal a blowjob. Does that man have have any decency? Once he had to stop filming when he spotted the little troublemaker sitting there, legs innocently crossed, eyes with a sensual intensity and a grin spreading out on his handsome face when he noticed the celebrity's attention turning fully to him. And as soon as their eyes met, he winked and licked his lips. Jack's mind went completely down the gutter, only images of (Y/N) in his head and perverted ideas joining in soon after. The camera crew decided to take a break. Having noticed Jack's weird behavior but deciding on not making any comments about it.

The poor bastard immediately made a bee line for his private room and into his bathroom. Taking off his mask, that always hid his bashful face, and splashing some cold water to cool himself down. That man was going to either ruin his career one day or kill him from all the teasing. But he couldn't be angry at him. Not when he remembers all the sweet moments they have behind closed doors. Or how he was there when Jack lost his daughter. Or anything really. Jack can't imagine a life without (Y/N), regardless of all the teasing. The ring he's been hiding in his dresser should be enough proof for that.

Said troublemaker eventually walked in, smiling brightly at the other as he took off his own mask.

"Are you mad at me?", he asked confidently, his deep voice sounding like a sweet melody in Jack's ears but Jack could hear the hidden concern. (Y/N) always teased him in various ways and in various locations but everytime he did, he was always scared to have accidentally gone too far. And that's one of the million things Jack Worthing loves about his boyfriend.

"Of course not, darling. In fact... you looked quite pretty looking at me the way you did.", this time it was (Y/N)'s turn to get flustered. The male chuckled and smacked the taller one's chest before hugging him tightly and placing a gentle kiss on his lips.

"I love you, Jack Worthing."

"And I love you, (Y/N) (L/N)."

Jack has a teasing lover but he truly wouldn't change it for the world.

[boringsofia]

HFGGHGGHJ Hey there homeboy I just thought of another oneshot idea. You don’t have to do it if you don’t want but yeah. Arthur x male reader where the reader is very impulsive and doesn’t really think. So like runs head first into a fight sometimes but he’s always gotten away with it. But one day, (y/n) actually gets in trouble. Maybe he’s gotten kidnapped or something by someone he mocked. And Arthur has to save him, and then Arthur confesses and hhdhdhd you can do what you want with that!

Thanks for the request! Deadass, I love Arthur with all my heart, even if he's a piece of shit most of the time. I ship him with my OC but SHHHH we don't talk about it. Anyways, I hope you enjoy!

Warnings: mention of Homophobia and blood

Reckless Decisions

There went (Y/N) again. Laughing his ass off while being chased by a group of Downers he just robbed. To say he's an adrenaline junkie is honestly an understatement. He acted on impulses and nothing else. And when Arthur wasn't around? Well, that's the biggest mistake to happen.

The man ran and took sharp turns until he finally lost the group of angered Wastrels. Wheezing as he tried to recover and breathe normally again. Spitting on the ground to get the phlegm out of his throat. Once he calmed down, he continued his walk towards the hatch, knowing Arthur was in there losing his shit over why it's taking (Y/N) so long. He did lie to him. Said he was just going to pick some Roses of Gilead to make more healing balm, yet here he was. Walking back 2 hours later with his bag filled with more than just the flowers and a bleeding nose.

Arthur is going to be very, very happy. Speaking of Arthur, he slowly let his mind wander to him. He remembers how cold the other was at the start but (Y/N) managrd to crawl through that cold shell he had built up. It took a bit, but he managed. Now they can't imagine being without the other. (Y/N) fell in love with Arthur quite slowly. He's someone who doesn't fall in love that fast, because of past experiences, but Arthur managed to take the man's heart rather easily. It was little things that made (Y/N) fall in love with him . Like the way he fixes his glasses, how awkward he is, how easily flustered he gets. It's cute. And Arthur has him wrapped around his little finger.

The moment the male entered the safe house, he noticed how dark it was. A dreading feeling growing in his chest until he was almost whacked in the back of the head with a cricket bat. Thank god for his reflexes, he managed to dodge the attack and put up a fight with whoever was trying to attack him. A small stumble and he found himself falling to the floor with a bleeding forehead. Just before he fell unconscious however, he caught sight of a man. A man he just so happened to have robbed the day prior. Oh boy.

Arthur had gone out to look for his impulsive friend. Well, more like love interest to be honest. Arthur had developed quite deep feelings for the other man but, considering homosexuality was looked down upon and they had been so busy with the whole 'getting out of Wellington Wells' situation, he had yet to say anything about it. He was also too much of a wuss.

He can still remember the day the two met by complete accident. He was running from the Bobbies, (Y/N) was running from Doctors. Then they crashed into each other and Arthur panicked. That was one of the few situations (Y/N)'s impulses actually came in handy, when he took his shaking hand and ran off into the Garden District to avoid getting themselves killed. After then the two just clicked and decided to stick together. Get away from everything with each other. As romantic as that sounds, (Y/N) gets on his nerves 80% of the time. But he can't help but dream of calling the other man his. It's a sweet fantasy. Unlike the sight of his motionless body getting dragged away into a house- wait..

Arthur's brown eyes widened when he noticed a small group of wastrels dragging his friend's body into a house.

"What the hell did you do this time, (N/N)...", he murmured under his breath, running and hand through his dark and dirty hair as he hid behind a tree to see if he could find a way in without being noticed. Of course that man was going to get himself into a situation like. Those wastrels are probably just some blokes (Y/N) pissed off again. Or robbed. It's quite a chore to travel with that man.

With a quiet, exasperated sigh and silent steps, Arthur managed to sneak to the back of the house. Letting out yet another sigh, this one out of relief, when he heard his friend's voice yelling profanities and insults at the wastrels. Such a quick-witted and fiesty man. Arthur loved that though. Among a lot of other things he loved about his companion. Like his dreamy eyes and charming smile and- "Come on now, Arthur, you need to save (Y/N), not fantasize about him. Keep that shit to when you're alone.", he quietly lectured himself with flushed cheeks, fixing his glasses while desperately trying to think of anything else but (Y/N). Even though he kind of had to think of him in the current situation.

He managed to force open a window with a jimmy bar and quietly travel through the house. Taking out whoever stood in his way. As much of a selfish prick as he may be, he will not allow anyone to take his loved one away from him. Not again. Just as he arrived where (Y/N) was tied up, one of the wastrels attacked him. The hostage yelled at his friend, kicking a weapon in his direction. Then cheering loudly when Arthur beat the guy unconscious. His cheers silenced when he noticed the pissed off Arthur walking towards him. Making the kidnapped male gulp and squirm nervously under the intense glare. He really fucked up this time. How was he gonna make it up to Arthur after this? He had a few things in mind but... he hadn't really told Arthur how he truly felt yet. And he wasn't planning on doing that anytime soon. They had to focus on getting out of this fucked up island alive, then they can worry about relationships and whatnot. Says the man who constantly gets in trouble and almost dies every 5 seconds if it weren't for Arthur who looks out for him. What the hell would he do without that man...

Back to the present, (Y/N) looked up at Arthur with a nervous (yet charming in Arthur's eyes) grin.

"Umm... This was a prank! April Fools?", the nervous man commented, hoping he wouldn't get in trouble with his bullshit excuse.

"It's August, (Y/N)...", the grumpy male replied as he cut off the rope from the other's wrists. The moment he was freed, he felt Arthur pulling him into a tight hug. The lanky man's arms wrapping around his waist.

As they pulled away, he noticed the man's glasses fog up a bit. Was he... crying?

"I was worried..", the concern quickly turned to anger, "God! I shouldn't be forgiving you so easily but you make it so hard for me to be mad at you for long! I was worried sick! You just disappeared for hours, then when I go looking for you, I see a group of wastrels dragging you away like you're some fresh hunt! You can be so reckless and childish and-... just... Agh! I love you and I just don't want to lose you!", Arthur yelled out to the other, his face going from anger to shock when he realized he had just confessed.

(Y/N)'s expression wasn't much different, he just stood there. Staring. Gaping. Then he started laughing. To Arthur's dismay, that is. At first the taller male thought he was being made fun of for his feelings but that changed when his troublemaker of a friend pulled him in for a kiss.

It lasted for only a few minutes but to them it felt like hours. They were basically on cloud nine.

Hesitantly, they pulled away from each other, their foreheads touching with brown orbs stared into shiny, (E/C) eyes. The latter reached up, wiping away the tears from Arthur's face with gentle fingers.

"You worry too much, love.", said (Y/N), pulling Arthur away and out of the house. Leaving a ton of dead bodies behind them as they walked back to their safe house, hand-in-hand.

Maybe being reckless and impulsive isn't all that bad. It did score (Y/N) a cute, nervous wreck of a boyfriend, after all. And together, they will escape this hell.