#yu q wilson smut

[celestiaras]

‧₊˚✧ ❛[ merry krisis!! ]❜

ft. yu q wilson, vantacrow bringer, vezalius bandage (separate) x f! reader — krisis, nijisanji en

╰₊✧ how do krisis surprise you on christmas morning?┊1k words

contains: smut!! dom vanta, zali & sub wilson┊christmas morning smut wilson - bondage, lube & handjobs vanta - santa cosplay? riding, size kink, breeding zali - kitchen sex, receiving oral

➤ author's note: happy holidays! today i gift you some bad christmas smut i wrote in three hours with three krisis heroes

you haven’t been dreaming of a white christmas in particular, but it was certainly a nice surprise when you opened your eyes to see frost and snow building up behind the glass of the window. you turned on your side to reach out and embrace your lover like you always do, but to your surprise, he wasn’t next to you. he must have woken up before you and was up to something downstairs, you concluded, willing yourself to meet the cold air and perform your morning routine for the special day instead of lounging in bed all day like you always want to.

assuming that villains had the decency to stop their evil activities to allow the city to celebrate, you and your boyfriend will finally be able to spend some much-needed quality time together. being a hero is hard work after all, but it has enabled you both to appreciate the time spent in the other’s company even more. humming a seasonal tune, you leisurely strolled down the stairs and found him waiting with a little surprise for you…

━━━ .°˖✧ yu q. wilson ˚₊ ⊹

╰₊✧ wilson’s plan of surprise required the help of another, and while it was certainly awkward to explain his request to tentapod, the robot just assumed that it was another strange human tradition that came with the winter season and was more than happy to help out. the hardest part was actually just staying still while waiting for you to come down when it’s the crack of dawn and he’s usually the one who sleeps in, causing him to doze off before he could even hear your footsteps. (bonus, art from twitter that inspired this)

he stirred awake and felt groggy, but it disappeared the moment his eyes adjusted to allow him to clearly see you smiling at him in amusement as you experimentally tugged on the red ribbons that tightly coiled around him. he tried to stretch his legs while murmuring a ‘merry christmas,’ but being bound just made him fall over and add to your laughter as you leaned down to kiss him. he was very happy to see that you enjoyed his silly surprise of seeing him wrapped up like this because he was just so cute!

“well… aren’t you gonna play with your new toy?” when did he become so elegant with his words when his go-to pick-up line has always been “do you like bread and water?” you didn’t even notice how eager he was for more of your attention, his erection even more noticeable with how close the straps were tied to his crotch area. he was prepared for this, nudging a bottle of lube that he remembered to grab before he had himself restrained, almost feeling proud of himself for remembering.

you squeezed some of the thick liquid out onto your hand before hooking into the waistband of his pants and dragging it downward to expose his cock, taking him into your touch and watching him shiver from the pleasurable yet cold sensation. wilson’s ears grew hot and his face became tinted pink as you began to jerk him off at a rhythmic pace, running your thumb over his leaking tip. he couldn’t even buck his hips into your touch since you didn’t untie him, but it looked like you were going to keep it this way. seeing him with a bow atop his blonde hair unable to move made you really excited and just like an overzealous child would, you planned to play with your new toy until he broke from exhaustion.

━━━ .°˖✧ vantacrow bringer ˚₊ ⊹

╰₊✧ they call him vantacrow “gift” bringer because he brings the gifts dressed as santa around the holidays, bringing cheer and joy to plenty of children around the city. of course, he didn’t drop down chimneys or anything because being a hero didn’t grant him that much time, but he certainly brought smiles to everyone’s faces. including you, when you found him lounging on the couch in red and white with a silly little hat on his head. despite his usual intimidating appearance, he looked so lovable all dressed up and gesturing you to come sit on his lap just like the real saint nick would (even though a saint probably wouldn’t be as sinful as you two were about to become).

you felt dizzy with the way he sucked on your pulse point letting a moan escape your lips while you worked to meet his hips in the middle, his cock disappearing in your warmth at a brutal pace. every time he pressed into you, you felt like you were being split in half by his size, but the stretch burned so deliciously. he muttered a word of praise about how you always ride him so well before grunting as his hips began to stutter, loudly swearing and clutching on your hips tightly as his hot release flooded into your womb. even though you felt like your legs were about to give out under you, he somehow still had the stamina to keep going, telling you that this was going to continue past noon.

━━━ .°˖✧ vezalius bandage ˚₊ ⊹

╰₊✧ zali is a simple man, but a romantic. he’ll cook you a nice breakfast of all your favorites, the delightful smells and sizzling sounds reaching your senses as you find him dancing around the kitchen while wearing a cheesy “kiss the cook” apron. you’ll sneak up behind him and startle him with a hug from behind, listening to him chuckle as he takes the food off the stove, not even noticing the mistletoe that he hid in his pocket until he cheekily pulls it out above your head.

he hoisted you up onto the countertop (the one without the food on it dw), seating you on the cold marble and giving you a few small kisses scattered on your face before kissing you passionately. he was a bit more enthusiastic than he usually was in the morning, but you could tell what his intentions were when his hand began to ride up your thigh.

first on your lips, then your collarbones, followed by removing your underwear and kneeling down to place his mouth on your pussy to work his tongue at your clit and into your opening. you gripped onto the edge, sucking in your breath as he moved your thighs over his shoulder for easier access to feast between your thighs. he’s pretty sloppy too, saliva mixed with your essence dripping down his chin but keeping eye contact with your face until you spill over. he’ll smile at you all proud of himself too, licking at his lips to savor your taste before wishing you a “merry christmas.”

[thechaoticplayer]

claude and wilson

Author's note: was inspired to write this shit last month gang let's go hard 🙏

Summary: they like pretty women making them cry

Contains: NFSW content, quick drabble × headcanons, fem reader, bullying them just a tad, sub Yu Q. Wilson, sub Claude Clawmark

Claude Clawmark

Lawd have mercy upon he

Your walls fluttering around his cock, milking him continuously over and over again

Bouncing up and down on his length, tits on full display, skin slapping skin so intimately

His hands are clutching onto your hips for dear life, nails deep in your skin and leaving small traces of pain that didn't even bother you as you ride him silly

Hes crying, sobbing as you force him to cum yet again

"Baby, please," he sobs, his whole body shaking. "Please it's too m-much!"

You stop, blowing hair out of your face. "You want me to stop? Tsk."

A roll of your hips cause him to throw his head back with a high pitched moan.

"I say when it's time to stop."

He loves it when you're rough with him, he has hint it to you before so now you're giving it to him

He'll praise you a lot when you do stuff like this

"A-ah! Just like that! fuck! pleasepleaseplease... "

When you're just sitting on his lap he cant help but get a little handsy

And obviously you let him go along with it until you decide enough is enough and fuck him till hes beggin for you to stop (which you wont)

he fucking lets out the most guttural moan when he cums inside you again, having to lean back in the chair for support as his eyes roll to the back of his head

He'll cuddle you so hard afterwards, face buried in your chest like a cute little lovesick puppet

Yu. Q Wilson

this boy shall whimper and fucking MOAN LIKE A LITTLE BITCHHH

He'd cum to just you touching his hard length

Fisting him so gently and so softly, he basically ruts into your hand like a dog in heat

Hed practically beg you to be rougher with him

Who are you to say no?

So now you're edging him and edging him over and over again

Tears roll down his face as you stop your actions for what seems the 10th time and he whines, bucking up his hips to your hand

"Down, pretty boy," you purr as his leg muscles spasm

"Please please, I wanna cum so badly," he whimpers, gripping the bed sheets hard as you towered over him

"You can and you will."

You edge him even more after that but finally let him cum

He sobs as strings of his seed cover your hand, back arched and he muffles his sinful noises with a hand

Licking up his juices just cause the poor boy to blabber thoughtlessly

it turns him on so much when you treat him like your own personal fuck toy

You fucked him dumb ♡

Like claude, hed snuggle up against you and kiss your hands and face afterwards like a cutie

[coldfilipinoricenoodles]

Mornings With Them

Contains: Female Reader x Yu Q. Wilson, Luca Kaneshiro, Ren Zotto, Ver Vermillion

Type: Fluff

Warnings: NSFW! mentions in Yu's, slight angst! and blood! in Luca's,

Maybe part 2 with different characters??

Not proofread!

Yu Q. Wilson

“Shit,” you whispered to yourself as you awoke from your slumber feeling the muscle soreness from yesterday. Yu Q Wilson, you rat, You thought to yourself. He was way too rough last night. I guess you couldn’t blame him because of the fact that he hasn’t seen you in awhile because of his work. 

You felt arms wrap around your waist from behind pulling you closer to Yu’s body.

“Why’re you mad, baby?” you heard him ask with his smooth morning voice. 

You turned over to look at him with his hair disheveled. You put your hand into his soft blonde strands brushing them out of his eyes.

“My whole body hurtssss,” you said while groaning.

He chuckled to himsel;f, obviously knowing that it was his fault that you were sore. 

“My bad~” he said as you rolled your eyes at him.

“Maybe you shouldn’t have gone more than once yesterday. You were like a damn feral dog,” you said.

“Then maybe you shouldn’t have kept saying ‘Yu don’t stop’ or ‘fuck me har-” you interupted his attempts to impersonate you by covering his mouth with your hand.

You saw him smile with his eyes as he peeled your hand off of his mouth. 

“Fine, sorry. I won't be so rough next time… unless you ask me to be~” he said as he pressed his soft lips against yours.

He leaned a little closer into the kiss starting to move his tongue a little bit until he suddenly  pulled away.

  You pouted at him, “The hell, Yu?”

He laughed at your cute attempts to be mad at him, “Hmm we need to get up, we’ve got quite a few things to do today,” he said as you pouted some more.

He looked at you with a deadpan look, “Fine, but only one more kiss,”

Luca Kaneshiro

Luca hadn’t come home last night from work. You were worried that he had gotten hurt at work so you didn’t get to sleep at all yesterday. You got startled by the sound of your front door opening and closing loudly. You wiped your tears of worry to run to the living room expecting to see your boyfriend covered in blood. Sure enough, you were correct. He was covered in blood with small splashes across his cheek and many spots on his clothing stained by the red substance. You ran up to him, shoving yourself into his arms and putting your face into his (BIG BOOBA) chest. He wrapped his arms around your waist slightly chuckling. 

You pulled away from his (boobs) chest for a moment, “Are you okay? WHat happened? You- you’re not hurt, right?” you said as your hands wandered his body checking for any injuries. 

“No I’m okay, I promise,” he said as he brushed your disheveled hair out of your face, noticing the dark circles under your eyes causing him to sigh knowing you didn’t get any sleep because you were worried about him. “Baby, did you get any sleep last night?”

You shook your head in response. He rubbed his finger under your eye. 

“Me neither,” he laughed slightly.

“Well I’m not sleeping in the same bed as you until you wash up,” you smiled. 

“Help me with the mess?~” he said, proceeding to kiss your lips after. 

“Of course,”

Ren Zotto

You woke up from your sleep to hear loud talking and laughing in your shared apartment with your boyfriend Ren Zotto. You got out of bed and went to the bathroom to do your business. You walked into the living room to see Aster, Kyo, and Ren sitting at your dining room table. 

“Wus poppin’ y/n” you heard Kyo say. 

You rolled your eyes and greeted him as you made your way towards your boyfriend. 

“Mornin’ baby~ You sleep well?” he said, bringing you into his lap. 

You shrugged not wanting to directly tell him no, “What are you guys up to today?” 

“We were just dropping a few things off at his place,” Aster replied.

“And we were just leaving, right Aster?” Kyo asked, getting a nod from Aster in return. 

They soon went on their way, leaving you and your boyfriend alone at the dining table while you were in his lap. You yawned into your hand knowing that you both didn’t get a good sleep last night.

“You alright princess?” Ren asked you.

“Yeah, just tired,” you said, nuzzling your face into his neck.

“Hmmm, yeah? Why don’t we lay down and cuddle, then we can do whatever you want,”

Ver Vermillion

You tossed and turned in you and Ver’s shared bed, waiting for him to wake up. It was already 12 pm. You were getting impatient and you didn’t wanna just leave him there to wake up without you. So you came up with a whole plan to wake him up. You reached to get your water bottle on the nightstand to flick some water on his head, when all of a sudden you felt hands pull your hips back down to the bed. 

“Oh, so now you wake up?” you turned to face Ver.

He groaned to himself, “Well, I’m exhausted still,”

You brushed through his soft hair, “Well that’s your fault. You stayed way too long at the student council meeting. So now that we agree that it’s your fault, it’s time to get up baby,” 

He groaned again as you rolled your eyes at him for what felt like the hundredth time. You then got an idea in your head that would definitely get Ver to start his day with you.

“What if… you took a shower with me because me and you both know you did not take a shower or change out of your uniform when you got home,” you laughed. 

He finally opened his eyes and looked at you. Then, he leaned in to press his lips against yours for a fast peck, “Deal~”

A/N: I'm starting literally love Yu<3

Please reblog! Thank you for reading!

[exhokai]

Thoughts on subby krisis? especially wilson and vanta

PUGHDJEBSNQLOW RHE OH MY GOD

to whoever you are, thank you

this is v short im in class but

okay in all honesty when i saw wilson i was like “theres no fucking way he doesn’t whimper” HONEST TO GOD. he would definitely shake while you edge him and beg for you to let him cum.

also size king

tbh. vanta. 😍

mommys boy but MOMMYS BOY like CRIES when he cums tbh there is NO WRONG. would probably lay in his own spend while hes too delirious to get up and just babbling nonsense

zali. ough. zali.

would def be like “what are you gonna do” then you slap his ass and he crumbles like a marzapan (i should buy some.)

would def be bratty but also crumble and be a pillow princess the moment you touch him, seeing his pretty face all twisted while you touch him in all the right spots

i love krisis

[celestiaras]

riding wilson during lethal company and that's why he thought of krisex because he's literally having sex 😭

yu q. wilson x gn! reader┊smut!! (not explicit but still-)

you just need to rile him up a little by feigning innocence, being flirty, leaving some lingering touches— it takes close to nothing to get him flustered. there’s a time and place for everything and the middle of a mission was definitely not the right setting, but he was always weak-willed to begin with when it came to you. he just can’t hold it in any longer, pulling you into a secluded spot for a quick fuck to let out his pent-up horniness.

when you both emerge with heavy breathing and messy hair and disheveled clothing, the other guys are talking about what the group name with hex would be without noticing the changes in your demeanors. when wilson was asked for his thoughts, mind fogged over from the events that occurred a mere five minutes before, the only thing he could stutter out was a “kri-sex?”

[celestiaras]

ft. yu q wilson x gn! reader — krisis, nijisanji en

╰₊✧ overstimulating a cute & whiny willy┊0.6k words

contains: smut!! dom reader & sub wilson┊overstimulation, dumbification, begging, pet names (pretty boy, cutie), implied receiving oral

➤ author's note: subby wilson, subby wilson, subby wilson!!!!!! wilsoneers, come get your food!!!!

you giggled in amusement at how his hips subconsciously jerked into your feather-light touches, so desperate for you to provide some more stimulation to his sensitive cock that’s already released all over your hand more times than he could count. maybe a normal person would have passed out at this point, but being a hitman and a hero, he has a lot more stamina that allows for endless amounts of teasing. besides, he was the one who got himself into this mess, so positive that he could take anything that you would throw in his way, but now he was about to eat his words as he felt his resolve weakening by your hand.

“ah… ahh… p-please…” he threw back his head into the pillow and let out another shaky moan, drool starting to seep out the corner of his mouth. he could feel himself lose all rationality and no longer knew how to think about anything that wasn’t your touch or the insatiable lust for another orgasm.

“please what, pretty boy? use your words and tell me what you want,” you smiled, almost sadistically. he really was a pretty boy though: his blue-purple eyes rolled to the back of his head, his blonde hair sticking to the side of his face from sweat, the flustered red glow that stretched from his ears to the tip of his nose, and of course, his cute cock that blushed the same shade of his face with a mess of cum and lube all over his thighs. “do you… want me to stop?”

“no, no, no, no, no—,” he sounded like he wanted to cry, there was nothing more that wanted than for the blooming pleasure to finally burst, “p-please, let me cum! please, please, let me— mmmm…!!!”

he was caught off mid-sentence when you gently began to massage his cock again, being sure to run your fingers over every sensitive spot that had him gasping, “greedy, greedy, greedy, you’re so whiny! you’ve finished so many times that we’ll probably need to throw out these sheets and buy new ones… you’re so cute! cute boys like you should get to cum however many times they want, right?”

you simply couldn’t wipe the grin off your face when he started rambling, begging, for you to keep jerking him off since his hands were too busy gripping the surrounding fabric to do it himself. he needs it, he needs it so bad, he needs you so bad, he’s pleading and hiccuping your name over and over like you were a deity for him to worship.

he doesn’t shut up until he finally spills over all over your hands, his lips forming a perfect ‘o’ shape as he shudders and sees stars flashing his vision. it was certainly the most intense one yet and you could tell by how he was panting for air afterwards and plopped over in satisfaction, not yet bothered by all of the sticky fluids on his skin that needed cleaning.

you were about to get up and run a bath for him, but he weakly held onto your wrist to stop you in your tracks. “please…” he sounded exhausted but still had a little fire of energy in him that surprised you.

“what, you want more? already? you might want to take a break…”

“no… please let me thank you…”

“oh, is that it? what a sweetheart,” you gushed, gladly indulging him and pushing him back on the bed so that he was pinned down, climbing over him to hover your dripping sex over his eager eyes, “i thought your mouth was going to be too tired after screaming so much, but if you insist~”

[thechaoticplayer]

hello chaotic it me zali on my 2nd account

may i request yu q wilson edging and teasing fem reader with aftercare(uty tbh) pls i am so normal about this guy💁‍♂️💁‍♂️💁‍♂️

Author's note: Bonjour Zali hru! One Yu Q Wilson smut coming (lmao) up!

Summary: Our famous hitman and hero loves you to death! And sometimes, during love making times, he doesn't want to stop.

Contains: NSFW content, hitman is edging, dom! Yu q Wilson, some aftercare, soft moments, might be ooc Mdni or dont I'm not ur mom

"Hello love," you greet softly as Wilson steps inside the house you two own together. You help him take his coat off and hang it on the coat rack. "How was your day?"

"Exhausting," he sighs, wrapping his arms around you as you embrace the hug, rocking back and forth slightly. "But all in a good day's work."

"I'm so proud of you," you mumble against his chest with a tight squeeze that makes Wilson grunt.

He laughs, kissing your forehead affectionately. "Thank you. You're the best, you know?"

You hum affirmatively. "Damn straight. And don't you ever forget it."

"Trust me, I won't," Wilson chuckles. He leans down and lays a light kiss on your bare shoulder and your skin burns at the contact. You aren't wearing anything except a pair of underwear and one of his big t-shirts that was quite literally a dress on you. "That shirt looks nice, whose is it?"

"You idiot," you snort, pinching his cheek and he yelps.

Wilson rubs his cheek with a pout. "That hurt."

"Good," you sing, skipping back to the kitchen to prepare him something to eat. "You deserved it."

You explore the cabinets with a hum, peeking in each and trying to figure out what to cook. You glance up at the top cabinets, climb onto the counter, and open them to skim over its contents.

A pair of hands squeeze your hips and you squeak in surprise. You turn your head to give your boyfriend a angry glare and Wilson just smiles up at you.

"Need help?" Wilson teases and you huff, returning your attention to the shelves.

He helps you down, his hands never leaving your hips. You roll your eyes, facing him and arching a brow at him. "What do you want?"

"You," Wilson says against your skin, trailing kisses up your neck. His kisses tickle you and you giggle, your hands lightly pushing against his chest.

"I was gonna make you dinner."

"Dinner can wait."

Wilson kisses you deeply, his hand holding the back of your neck gently. You kiss him back with just as much love, his lips molding against yours. Your arms find purchase around his neck, pulling him closer.

Wilson bunches the t-shirt in his hands, slowly raising the shirt up and over your hips. Picking you up carefully without ever pulling away, Wilson places you on the counter, standing in between your legs. You smile against his lips, one hand tussling his blond hair playfully.

"You really are hungry for something else, aren't you?" You whisper with a big smirk.

His cheeks burn pink, his eyes avoiding yours for a moment. "Shut..."

"Aww, what's wrong baby? Can't handle a little-?"

Wilson cuts you off with a hungry kiss, sliding his tongue in your mouth that effectively shuts you up all while shoving your panties aside and plunging his fingers into you. This rips a loud moan from you, which Wilson swallows with a soft growl.

His two digits piston in and out of you and you gasp, his mouth finding your neck to bite. You grip his shoulders hard, spreading your legs wider for easier access. His fingers curl just right, rubbing against that spongy spot inside you.

"W-Wilson," you whimper, noises spilling out of you as the knot inside your stomach tightens. Wilson chuckles, nipping your ear as he continues his harsh pace. "I'm gonna..."

"Gonna cum? already?" Wilson tuts, slowing down before stopping completely. You whine pathetically, grinding against his hand. "That won't do."

"Please," you plead as Wilson pins your hip down so you stop squirming. His fingers are still deep inside, unmoving.

"Just a little longer sweetheart," Wilson assures you, pulling his fingers out even though your walls squeezed around them, trying not let them go. Wilson brings his digits to his lips, tasting you with a groan. "Can't wait to taste you more... but later..."

Wilson's hand snakes up your shirt, brushing against the sensitive nub of your breast. You bite back a whimper as he traces it with a finger. With a pinch, he causes you to moan softly, the heat increasing even more. You feel so hot all over, and you wanted to find release, but your hitman wouldn't let you.

The shirt rolls up and Wilson pops the tit into his mouth and your hand immediately digs into his scalp, causing him to groan. His tongue swirls around the nub, sucking harshly and leaving bite marks around it as you press Wilson closer.

"You like that?" Wilson asks huskily, a small smirk on his lips.

"Wilson, j-just like that," you gasp, your head rolling back as the moand pour out your mouth. His other hand pinches and rubs the other breast and you feel yourself reaching that peak again.

But once more, Wilson moves away and you groan out of frustration.

"Shh, I'll get you there, just one..." His breaths ghost your skin, down your chest, down your stomach, over your scalding core. Sliding your panties down and gently putting your legs over his shoulders, tilting you back.

The second his mouth goes into contact with your heat you trap him in between your thighs. Wilson moans against you and the shudder takes over your body. He laps at your clit, the arousal and his own saliva combining to make such sinful sounds. Wilson pants like a starving animal, tongue sliding in and out of your wet hole with such speed, you begin to see stars.

"Yes yes!" You exclaim, canting your hips up to him. "Please please I want to cum so bad please-"

The knot unravels in a burst and all you see is white for a brief moment. You release all over his face and Wilson slurps it all up, letting you ride out your orgasm as you come down from heaven. He pulls away from your sex, cheeks still red and blue eyes observing your satisfied expression. Wilson licks his lips, wiping the mess on a napkin before taking you in his arms, and you notice a spot on his pants. You conclude that he too also released without him even being inside you. You smile softly, snuggling against his neck as Wilson carries you to the bedroom.

He lays you on the bed before disappearing into the bathroom. Wilson returns with a semi-wet towel, cleaning your legs up carefully and placing a small kiss on your thigh. You sit up, unbuckling his jeans and helped him clean up as well.

You lay back on the pillows and Wilson crawls on top of you, resting his head on your tummy, his arms holding you tight. You play with his hair in comfortable silence.

Wilson props his chin on your stomach, gazing up at you. "I love you."

"I love you too," you reply, smiling affectionately as you caress his cheek. Wilson goes back to burying his face in your belly and you laugh at the feeling.

What a sweetheart.

[celestiaras]

ft. yu q wilson x gn! reader — krisis, nijisanji en

╰₊✧ “i’ll let you whip me if i misbehave.”┊0.5k words

contains: smut!! dom reader & sub wilson┊ masochist wilson, bratting/brat-taming, whipping with a belt, safe word mention

➤ author's note: i know i just posted a hex masochism fic, but i couldn’t have listened to this and have been normal about it┊short clip of him singing on fuu-chan’s bday stream (here)

squeezing his eyes shut as tightly as he could and taking in deep breaths didn’t really do much to distract from the pain, the red marks of all lengths littering the backside of his body seemed to be radiating with heat and stinging with hurt. he felt humiliated, fully nude on your shared bed with his arms trembling slightly so that his face wouldn’t be suffocated in the sheets and his ass up in the air for you to abuse. his own signature belt with teal lines running through it that he wore all the time hung loosely in your hand, folded once to make the excess material easier for you to handle.

with every dull smack that lands against his flesh, he shakily says the number of times it’s been repeated. it bite’s into his skin at first, making him gasp as his eyes tear up, but it dissolves into a more bearable throbbing sensation that meshes with all of the previous hits that’s ready to receive another. it didn’t help that his cock was aching in accordance of your lashes, each once making him dripping onto the fabric below and so desperate to stimulate it like the depraved masochist he was.

his blonde locks bonded together in his sweat and stuck to the sides of his face, even more messy and unkempt than it usually was without his goggles to keep it in place— you would even compliment him if he wasn’t being such a fucking brat. he had all of the power to end this right now, whether he finally said sorry or said the safe word in place, all he had to do was utter a single word and you would stop in your tracks to take care of him. every time the belt whacked against his ass or his back, he would let a moan of pained pleasure slip. he was willing to take the beat-down because it had him leaking wanting more. he was choosing to stay silent because he was enjoying this.

as a hero, it gave you more freedom to be even rougher with him since he was more built to take it. as a hero, it made him as stubborn as a mule as he refused to back down even though he knew he was in the wrong. as a hero, he was too proud to admit defeat and was more willing to accept any punishment you throw at him instead until he’s left sobbing for forgiveness. it always ends the same way, with you soothing his wounds by running a warm bath for him and then giving him all of the cuddles he wanted for bed. for now, however, he was going to bite his lip, metaphorically dig his heels into the ground, shake his head ‘no,’ and boldly claim that did nothing wrong when you ask him if he’s going to apologize. oh, but what’s another ten lashes for him to keep count of when you have all night?

[celestiaras]

none of these thoughts are in the bible

[celestiaras]

yu q wilson x gn! reader┊ smut!! (not explicit but still-)

the ambitious hitman, yu q wilson, is always so positive that he can handle anything that you throw his way, so confident with a hand on his hip and a winning smirk on his face. it just makes teasing and edging him even more fun, watching his blue-purple eyes shift from arrogant to desperate at the slightest touch of your fingers as he begs for more.

[thechaoticplayer]

ALRIGHT I JUST WATCHED THE KRISISIS HARDCORE MINECRAFT STREAM AND

homie nap but it’s not really a homie nap and they just fuck the reader instead <3 no way they can put their beds together like that and expect me to be normal about it

Author's note: the first time I fucking saw the three beds together I was like "ah yes one big bed very normal" and then I get this and I'm like 😨😨 WHY HAVENT I THOUGHT OF THAT- I've never written something like this before so expect me to just suck- It turned out a lot shorter than expected and I apologize 🙏 Summary: what was supposed to be homie nap turned not into a homie nap 😰 will you survive I dont even know fam Contains: FILTH... SMUT... THREE BIG GUYS! THEY GRAB ON MY THIGHS-

Listen, you weren't purposely trying to seduce them. Four damn beds pushed together in one room, squished between Zali and Vanta. These men were big (not that way, but you definitely found out) and took up so much space, you wriggled around a lot.

Then you decided to make a "joke". "Hey, what if we just fucked in this bed instead? I'm not even tired because you big dicks are taking up most of it and its impossible to sleep now," you joke.

Wilson sits up to stare at you. Vanta and Zali prop themselves up on their elbows and there was some sort of silent communication that you didn't hear.

Now, you're on your back, tears streaming down your face as Vanta bullies his way into you, walls stretching to accommodate his large girth. Your legs over his shoulders and hitting that spot just right as Wilson plays with your clit, shushing you and murmuring praises in your ear. Zali is literally french kissing your tits right now, leaving red and purple marks and popping your nipples in his mouth. His tongue swirls around the sensitive bud, and all this pleasure you are feeling makes you see stars.

"Doing so well for us," Zali mumbles, kissing your jaw as you whimper.

"Shit, you feel so good," Vanta growls, hips stuttering as you both near your climax. Your moans get louder and both the healer and hitmen get harder by the second.

"Vanta Vanta," Wilson quickly says, tapping the soldier's shoulder.

Vanta slows his pace and you whine, so close to your climax only to be taken away from you just like that. "What is it?"

"Pull out for a second."

"Wha-"

"I wanna do something, okay?"

They stare at each other for a moment. Ah, another meeting you weren't invited to. Vanta smirks, dragging his cock out slowly and you feel empty. He moves to the side and watches Wilson go straight in between your thighs, eyes twinkling with excitement.

"W-Wilson, what are yo-" a moan cuts you off as Wilson begins eating you out like there was no tomorrow.

"Mm, perfect," Zali purrs, kissing your lips and swallowing your moans. "Doing such a good job, yes you are."

Wilson moans into your pussy, vibrations sending sparks up your spine as you shove his face deeper into you. His tongue laps greedily at your clit, collecting your juices and prodding at your sopping hole. You were close to climaxing, you could feel it coil and twist in your stomach.

"W-Wilson fuck, mm!"

"Looks like Wilson can eat pussy pretty good, huh? what a surprise," Vanta teases from side, pumping his cock up and down at the sight.

"Shut up Vanta," Wilson groans.

"Make her cum," Zali says with a innocent smile. "I want to overstimulated her, just a bit."

"Despicable." Zali laughs at the comment.

Your vision was going blurry and your mind could barely put together a coherent sentence. "W-wha?"

Zali presses a kiss to your forehead. "Don't worry, mon amour, I'm going to make you feel really good."

You clamp around Wilson's tongue and cum hard, your whole body shaking from the orgasm. Wilson sits up, panting, with all sorts of fluid all over his face. Was it sweat? Drool? Cum? Who knows. But you definitely noticed a white stain on his pants.

Zali instantly flips you over on your fours, hand pressing against your abdomen. "Look at this magnificent work of art..." he mumbles and it makes your cheeks flame. He slides his cock between your folds, collecting your wetness before gently making his way into you.

Full again, but overstimulated as shit, you whine loudly, trying to get away. But Zali's hands hold you against him, rocking into your body that made you moan. Vanta sits right in front of you, a devilish smirk on his lips.

"Since Wilson already came and Zali is in the process of it, why don't you suck me off while your at it?"

With a drawn-out moan, you lean down and kitten lick his tip, too impatient to lick every single part, you put his cock in your mouth. He groans at the sensation, bucking up a bit and making even more tears flood your eyes. Not only are you getting it from the back, but the front as well. Vanta face-fucks you, grunting and saying how fucking great your mouth feels.

Zali's shaky breaths tickle your ears as you clamp around his cock. You felt like heaven to him and he wanted you to feel the same. he quickens his pace, skin slapping skin and you moan around Vanta's dick. Wilson's hand went back in between your thighs, the overstimulation too much as you whimper loudly.

"Just a little longer, sweetheart," Wilson mumbles. And just as he says that, Zali unloads himself in you, hair framing his face as he panted.

However, you were still sucking Vanta's girth, his fingers tangled in your hair as you bob up and down. Vanta chuckles at the sight, admiring your pretty face going down on him like that. It gets him close to the edge, and he finally releases, a salty taste in your mouth. You swallow before he says anything, which makes him smile from ear-to-ear.

"Hey Wilson, you haven't gotten to be inside her yet, right?"

The hitman shakes his head.

"Wanna turn?"

You are definitely not going to be able to walk on your own for a while.

[celestiaras]

note: smut with a fem! reader. all will be written at some point, i’m just not sure which one to finish first