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Haii, it was awesome to read something dark with the recoms and human fem reader. Maybe a part 2 with the others, I'llgive some short ideas for each.

like Mansk blackmailing reader ( coughOnlyFanscough) to get what he wants. He's got that hacker look

Ja being a medic, so he's gotta hang out a lot at the lab right? So he may use some aphrodisiac drug on reader 'accidentally'

Lopez kiNda looks like a dangerous guy with all of his tattoos. Maybe he scares off the others by threatening them or bullying reader into dating him.

Prager seems like Im nice but not actually. He could be a manipulator type.

yes. i swear i was going to write for the others too but i’m busyyy n my brains not working anymore :( i also made the ja one x male reader cuz idk what happened to me cuz im missing the feeling of being a dude idk omg.

rape/non-con. with the recoms.

part 1 ft. recom. miles quaritch & recom. lyle wainfleet.

1. mansk x single mother!fem!reader. 2. ja/alexander x m!reader.

warnings: vaginal fingering, lactation kink, gay oral sex (m. rec.), pet names, blackmailing, kidnapping?, humiliating, mentions of killing, no proofreading

mansk: you both agreed that its a one night thing. it was too much and you couldn’t handle not being filled anymore. it went nice and smooth and you liked it, you did, really. mansk knew that it was a one night stand and he was fine with it, really, didn’t even care, but the whole thing with you, how small your wrists were, how your tits fit perfectly in his hands, how the way your tummy bulged when he was thrusting into you, he had to record it. and he did. he thought if he recorded it, he could use it against you. and that’s exactly what he did.

“you have no other choice,” you looked at him in disbelief, did he really record the entire thing... why would he even do that, the questions swam in your head as you stared at him with wide eyes, “no, no, no, no i can’t i can’t we can’t this is so wrong. oh god. please just forget about it we can’t do this. let’s both forget about it, please, mansk, let’s not talk about it ever again, okay? please...” he let out a low chuckle, “no, doll, listen, you either go there to the table, bend over and lift your pretty skirt up and let me do you, or else i’ll show general ardmore everything. you know how strict she is with the rules and shit, it’s up to you, really, in the end you’re the one who will lose a job, not me.” it was true. you will end up losing everything you’ve worked hard for. you won’t even have enough money to raise your kid, to provide him a good life and a good school. you bit your lip and looked up at him, your glossy eyes meeting his yellow ones before your hands went to the hem of your skirt, lifting it up exposing your lower body to him, “lose the shirt too,” it came out of his mouth more of a suggestion rather than a command, and like the good girl you are you unbuttoned all the buttons exposing your chest to his hungry gaze, you felt like a slice of meat for him to devour.

“what are you waiting for?” mansk said, slightly annoyed, he wanted to feel your soft skin, wanted to kiss your plump lips, wanted to feel the soft texture of your hair, he wanted you. he couldnt take it anymore. couldn’t bare not being able to touch you, his face dropped when he saw you looking at your feet with a shade of pink tinting your cheek, he lifted you face up look at him using his index and thumb, “what is it what’s wrong pretty girl?” your eyes met his sharp ones, you swallowed the lump in your throat before replying, “i can’t bend i - i’m -” he just gave you a low ‘oh’ realizing what you were trying to say “it’s okay, baby, you’ll just lay down nd look pretty for me, okay?” you nodded your head and went to your bed and layed down on your bed, mansk was towering over you, his long legs spread on each side of your body as his hand fondling with your left breast, his mouth already kissing and sucking on your right breast, giving teasy licks to your already hard nipple before taking it in his mouth, his hand started massaging the skin as he sucked, you let out a high pitched moan as you his knee between your legs rubbing your heat as his mouth sucked harder and harder, it was too much. the way he was fondling with your sore tits, sucking and biting at the sensetive bud, your hand went to his face trying to push him off of your chest but you stopped when you felt the liquid gush out of your nipple and into his mouth, his hand started kneading your other breast.

mask let out a low growl at the feeling of your warm milk oozing out of your hard nipple and landing on your hand as he drank your pearly white milk still squeezing your tits, “s-stop please c-can’t do this nymore please,” his eyes met your glossy ones while your mascara was running down your bambi eyes.

you didnt even notice when he flipped you so he was laying on the bed and you were on top of him, didn’t even notice when his dick started running up and down your slit stopping at youe enterance just to tease you for a bit before sliding it inside of your warm gummy walls, the moan he let out made you even wetter knowing that you are the one who is making an alien feel that good, could you even deny that it made you feel good inside? made you feel warm? could you deny that you like the feeling of a big cock thrusting in and out of you?

the friction on your clit from his pubic bone along with the brutal thrusting of his cock was enough to make a knot form in your lower belly, you couldn’t even tell how long it’s been it sure was longer than 40 minutes from the way he was covered in sweat. he was close, you knew it from the way his chest was rapidly rising and falling a few more long and deep thrusts made you release all over him, coating him with a sticky clear liquid, his hands went from your hips to your waist, wrapping his arms around you as he brought you down to his chest, hearing his heart beat was calming and sad. knowing that hes doing this to you, oh how you wanted to tear his skin apart and rip his heart out of his body, but you couldn’t do anything, why would you anyway? after a few strokes you flet a warm liquid being pumped inside you, his hand petting your head, stroking your hair as he kissed your hair line, “let’s stay like this forever, y/n, just you and me and your child, i’ll protect you, sweetheart,” you sobbed at his words, how could he say that? how could he be in your and your sons life? “i hate you. i hate you. i hate you.” you yelled clawing at his chest as he kissed your head more making a few shh noises. you closed your eyes for a second and opened them again when you heard a loud cry, “let me go. my son needs me.”

ja: the first time he saw you was in the lab, opening his eyes to someone like you was a heavenly thing, he loved the way your hair would fall down on your face, the way your skillful hands touched his body, it was amazing, it was as if he was being electric shocked. oh how happy he was when you told him he’s doing a good job when he first opened his eyes, touching finger, feeling the rough skin of his fingertips, wriggling his toes, he wanted you to praise him more, it was not enough.

on one rainy night, you were protected in the warmth of your blankets, eyes closed, you groaned when you heard a knock on your door followed by ja’s voice, you hurridly got up and looked for your sweatpants, pulling them up to legs before slightly opening the door, “alexander. what brings you here?” you peeked out the door asking with a hint of annoyance in your tone, ja swallowed a bit already nervous, his hands sweating as he spoke “i, uh, i was out with the others, and we got attacked by nasty wolves, and they kind of, hurt my back and i can’t really reach the area, i was thinking maybe you could land me a hand?” you looked at him and opened the door for him, he towered and walked through the door and sat on your bed, “i’m sorry i didn’t have enough time to throw a shirt on, i’ll put one on right now if it’s bothering you,” “no no it’s okay i don’t - i don’t mind,” it was true. he didn’t mind, it was lovely to watch your chest, your toned abs, your tight chest, pink nipples, it was a heavenly sight, just like you.

“so you got attacked by a nantang?” you hummed and walked to your closet opening it and reaching for the first aid kit and walked back to him “imma gonna need you to take your shirt off,” he nodded his head and took off his shirt, you walked closer and sat behind him on the bed, your hands went to his back your fingers caressing the the wound on his back, “doesn’t look that bad, i’ll just disinfect it, it’s a tiny scratch,” you chuckled and dipped into the tiny bag and reached for a tiny neatly packaged stach of disinfectant wipes, tearing the paper and running the tiny cloth on the wound.

ja let out a hiss, “it hurts?”

“no. it does not,” you hummed and put the tiny cloth on the bed next to you, “all finished looks as good as a new,” you chuckeled and kissed the wound, how could a very innocent act turn him on? pathetic, he turned around and looked at you, “y/n, i,” his hand went to yours and putting it on his chest, “here - can you feel that? feel how my heart is beating, it is beating for you, y/n i want to kiss you, want to hold you, want you all for myself, please y/n, please, say yes, be with me, we can have a really nice live together. i’ll love you forever,” he smiled a little but his smile quickly dropped when you shook your head, “i’m sorry i can’t - i’m not a - i’m not into guys. i do appreciate your feelings though, and i won’t look at you in a different way, i’m your friend, ja,” you said and placed your hand on his shoulder giving a few gentle squeezes.

his heart was shattered, and all he was seeings was red maybe if he showed you a good time you’d give in and be with him, maybe you’re not sure of your sexuality! yes! that must be it, that was only alexanders mind playing jokes on him, cause everytime you touched him, smiled his way, or even laughed at his cheesy jokes it was friendly. all of it. he mistook the signs, he was uncapable of withdrawing his hand as it went to your throat, squeezing, making the air run out of your lungs, his lips crashed to yours, your eyes wide with tears, your face red, you couldn’t breath, you clawed at arms, slapped him on his head to no avail, his free hand was fondling with his belts, undoing his buttons and unzipping them and pulling his dick out, the way you were helpessly and patheticly squirming turned him even more.

his lips left your after what felt like forever for you and his hand went to your hair now, pulling you up to your as you let out a pained whimper, his hand stroking his hard member, with your mouth open letting out pained moans, with his left hand cupping you chin je maneuvered the head of my cock between his lips and you closed around it, unsure abd surprised of what he had put inside your mouth, immediately he pushed forward and sank a good seven inches into your mouth and down your throat, you gagged briefly, then settled, and didn’t pull away.

curiousity took over you and the tip of your tongue danced on his slit and he let our a groan.

“good boy, my good boy,” ja said and started rougly thrusting his cock in and out.

a lot of saliva was running down his shaft and his balls, he kept thrusting in and out, his big balls slapping on your chin as he towered over you, biting his lips, “that’s it, take it all - fuck yes - don-don’t stop, you like that, princess, don’t you?” it was humiliating and embarrassing how a few words made your face burn up, one: due to the lack of oxygen, two: due to the way he was spitting words at you.

with both of his hands on your head he pushed you all the way down, your nose burried in black wirey pubes, your hands went to his abs scratching and throwing punches, it started really strong and then it became weak punches, tears were filling your eyes, making your vision blurry and foggy, his cock pulsed a few times inside your throat before your eyes closed, your feet gave up and you sank to your knees, your hands went to your sides, unable to move anymore you were in a black like void.

he didn’t stop tho, still thrusting into you before pulling out and cumming on your face, his seed landing on your eyes, forehead, cheeks, and nose, even your hair didn’t survive the semen rain.

“you’re comin’ back with me.” ja said as he succuried you in his arms.

@tieflingteeth

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dejablueballs · 1 year

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— what's going on down there?: a dick analysis

ᥫ᭡ featuring :: jake sully, miles quaritch & norm spellman

ᥫ᭡ includes :: their human forms + avatar forms

ᥫ᭡ genre :: mature

ᥫ᭡ content warnings :: talking about dicks obviously, explicit sexual content (?), humor lol

ᥫ᭡ note :: if you know anything about arachine, you know i love a good dick analysis. these posts are intended for comedic purposes only, which means they’re not to be taken seriously.

— jake “ima slut you out” sully

. . . human form .*+!

⟳ length: as we all know, jake’s life on earth was very unfulfilling. he was a man who sacrificed his legs for the fate of the country, only to be disposed of into the unforgiving hands of society, with no way to reap the benefits (or lack thereof) that veterans were promised to receive. and after losing the privilege of mobility, his body changed drastically. he got smaller, his body got weaker, and yet, one thing remained—that dick! jake is a survivor, through and through—his personal motto is: if it ain’t broken, then it’s still working—and boy, he does not disappoint when it comes to the downstairs department. standing tall at 7 inches, is little jake (maybe not so little). when flaccid, his length measures at a solid 5.7 inches. definitely a grower.

⟳ width: a little bit on the skinnier side, but he knows how to use it and that’s all that matters!

⟳ color: i think for the most part, his shaft definitely matches the rest of his body; though, i can see it maybe being slightly a little more darker at the base, like a very light beige. when he’s flaccid, his tip is a pretty pink, almost like a ballet slipper (aka the best pink). turns into an angry red when fully erect!

⟳ extra:

01. groomed?: jake pegs me as the kinda guy who doesn’t really care? i mean, trimming isn’t foreign to him, because he has trimmed it before, and does so when he notices it’s gotten to be too long…but, i don’t think it’s something that he does often. to him, it’s just hair. he’s on his grown man shit, you know?

02. curved?: uhm, yes! you know that one beyoncé lyric? yeah.

03. any veins?: absolutely covered in ‘em

04. how he fucks with it: i’d like to think before his accident, he was a doggy style connoisseur—come on, it’s jake we’re talking about here. can’t nobody tell me otherwise! i just know he had bitches bent over, weaves sweated out, makeup all over the pillows…mans was f-u-c-k-i-n-g okay? fuckingggg.

. . . avatar form .*+!

⟳ length: the masses may attack me, but it’s time i spoke up. the man has a monster schlong. a cooter cat killer, if you will. if you thought his human form was big, shit, you ain’t seen nothing yet! completely flaccid, his cock measures to about 10 inches. when fully hard, he grows an additional three! talk about impressive…

⟳ width: so thick that it basically slaps his thighs when he walks. the man could create a beat with it, get em into the soundcloud business now!

⟳ color: self explanatory tbh, it’s fucking blue. as blue as papa smurf’s ass.

⟳ extra:

01. groomed?: i’m gonna go out on a limb here and say that because he’s an avatar, he grows hair there. even if i’m wrong, i’m right. i don’t give a damn what james cameron says. he’s basically my character at this point, and i will him to have hair damnit! just…the idea of him having a full bush down there, in the wild, all primitive and shit…does something to me. idk. don’t ask me why i’m so nasty, blame my deadbeat father.

02. curved?: is a banana yellow? there’s your answer.

03. any veins?: i might have a brain aneurysm just thinking about it, but yes! god, yes. so many…so, so, so many. ribbed for her pleasure or whatever trojan said.

04. how he fucks with it: is he still the doggy style connoisseur? yes. but now that’s got the strength of 20 men, backshots sound a whole lot like gunshots now. they say every time the mighty toruk makto thrusts into a cunt, a tree falls down or something. so, yes. fucks hard, fucks rough, fucks like he’s on a mission. what’s that one tik tok audio? “rest in peace to all the soldiers that died in the service, i dive in her cervix.” yeah, he lives by that.

— miles “on your knees, cadet!” quaritch

. . . human form .*+!

⟳ length: just gonna cut right to the chase. he’s huge. like pussy splitting huge. i don’t care what anyone says, you can argue with ya friend, you can argue with ya mother, but you cannot argue with me! coming in at a solid 6 when flaccid, quaritch takes the cake for the biggest cock on this list (at least, human form wise). at full length, he measures to about 7.8 inches!

‘booooo’ you say, well, guess what? it’s the truth, and i’m just the messenger. whether you hate him or love him, he’s just that guy.

⟳ width: surprisingly average. but it’s okay, sometimes you can’t have the best of both worlds.

⟳ color: if my memory serves me right, he was pretty tan in the first movie. so, i’m gonna stick with that and say that it’s a pretty tan that transitions into a pale pink. i don’t know if some of you have seen old dick, but their tips get less saturated with age. it’s a phenomenon (not really, the blood flow to the groin is just a lot slower, which can make it appear kind of gre—anyway, i digress!)

⟳ extra:

01. groomed?: this man is a colonel, so he’s all about discipline and keeping things nice and tidy. so, obviously, his hygiene reflects that. i don’t think he goes completely bald, but he does give it a good trim. kind of like a fade…just imagine a patch of grey, prickly hair. yeah.

02. curved?: yes, and since he’s older, it’s probably curved a lot. you could probably hang something on it. maybe a towel, or a lanyard. it’s definitely useful for something!

03. any veins?: god, i don’t know why, but i have it in my head that he’s on steroids. he’s just so buff and strong, and i mean, yeah, he could just be really fit…but he could also be a self-image obsessed freak who takes drugs to be the perfect soldier. the correlation, you ask? well, i just feel like people who take steroids are really veiny, and i feel like his dick would be really, really veiny. so, thus the rant about steroids. steroid dick.

04. how he fucks with it: don’t let his age fool you. he may very well be pushing his late fifties, but he’s still a young man at heart—and he’s definitely got the sex drive to prove it! i can see his favorite position being something like missionary. not so much because he enjoys the intimacy of it (like being face to face), but more so because he’s got a size kink—and definitely a dacryphilia kink. he enjoys seeing his partners cry, whether in pain, or in pleasure, or both! so, when you’re fucking him, don’t expect anything romantic. he just wants to see your pretty little face all teary eyed and pathetic.

. . . avatar form .*+!

⟳ length: so big you can see it from space; that’s how the RDA mfs know they’re close, because they can see the tip protruding from pandora. no, but seriously, it’s still really huge. like maybe 12-14 inches—maximum.

⟳ width: probably twice as thick as a human’s forearm. and god, it’s sooooo heavy. big breeding balls to match.

⟳ color: blue blue blue…like wet fun dip. with just as many stripes as the american flag or whatever.

⟳ extra:

01. groomed?: yes, but the hair is black instead of grey and it’s probably really straight because na’vi hair is straight as fuck.

02. curved?: sir, yes sir.

03. any veins?: what’d i say? steroid dick. but even worse (better) now bc he’s so damn tall, he needs all the blood he can get down there.

04. how he fucks with it: has you in all types of positions. his favorites are anything that shows off his new found strength, so i’m betting on full nelsons and mating presses. just fast, powerful strokes. lives by the motto: can’t stop, won’t stop.

— norm “what’s the sq root of 69?” spellman

. . . human form .*+!

⟳ length: i’m sorry to disappoint the norm fuckers (if there are any), but he’s not that big. when he’s soft, his cock measures to about 4.8 inches, and at most, 6.2 inches when hard.

⟳ width: skinny dick.

⟳ color: dawg he’s so white, it’s like hella pale and the tip is so pink that when he’s aroused, it looks like there’s something wrong.

⟳ extra:

01. groomed?: like jake, i don’t think he really cares.

02. curved?: straight like a pencil

03. any veins?: like two, and they’re really prominent because he’s so fucking pale.

04. how he fucks with it: i don’t think human norm is getting puss, let’s be real.

. . . avatar form .*+!

⟳ length: i am a firm believer in N.W.B.C—nerds with big cocks. it’s just the universe’s way of saying thank you, they just…they just do so much for us, you know? norm may not have been packing down there in his human form, but this was his second chance at redemption. he’s now a proud member of N.W.B.C, sporting an impressive 15 inches. you know that one scene in the first spider-man when pete’s looking at himself in the mirror and he looks inside his briefs? yeah, that was norm when he found out. the man got so excited, he accidentally catapulted a scientist out of pandora’s atmosphere with the weight of his cock. joking.

⟳ width: on the skinnier side but still toe curling, nonetheless.

⟳ color: laffy taffy blue, with little (big) blueberry balls.

⟳ extra:

01. groomed?: no, he’s too busy in the lab and getting na’vi puss.

02. curved?: unfortunately no

03. any veins?: more than before, which he was pleasantly surprised to see.

04. how he fucks with it: norm’s got a big dick, but he acts so shy, like he’s scared of it or something. like stop playing boy and drop them drawls, the fuck? anyway, i think norm’s a sub. he pegs me as the type of guy who likes strong women, women who’ll tell him to shut the fuck up (because he talks so much) and eat their pussies. i guess this makes him a munch. yeah, he’s a munch. ice spice actually wrote that song with him in mind!

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dejablueballs · 1 year

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he knows what he’s doing.

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dejablueballs · 1 year

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he lived. served cunt. died. got resurrected. served even more cunt

#miles quaritch #deja blue

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dejablueballs · 1 year

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Qauritch reminiscing about his early days in the military 🍸

Get a few drinks into quaritch and know the rest of your night will be spent looking after this loser <3

#miles quaritch #colonel miles quaritch #recom quaritch #avatar #atwow #my fav punch drunk whore <333 #the type to hear any random song an just he like ‼️ this is my jam‼️#he old man dances to everything #hands on his belt fuckn square dancing ass #djhdgshdjagsd #he'll tell you secrets meant for the grave unprompted #y/n: lets get you to bed peepaw #quaritch: i attended an orgy with donald trump the IIII once #he absolutely is the type to run elbows w higher ups #skhshsjGhxhs

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dejablueballs · 1 year

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"who tf is 'mansk'??" ik, just roll w it 🤭

mansk and ja + heat-fucking ⋆｡ﾟ☁︎｡⋆ ﾟ☾ ｡⋆

"open..c'mon sweetheart, let's see 'em" you could make out through the wry chuckles and hums of anticipation. opening your bright amber eyes, getting used to the harsh white lights of the med lab you soon adjusted. unlike your superiors who'd since adapted to recom life, you were like a fish out of water. all the new sensations, the new sense of life, it almost made you breathless.

with some further prompting by mansk and ja, being the only recoms remaining while the others trained in the gym, you sat up slowly. sure, you'd been briefed on what to expect in your human form, but being here now, it all felt like a hazed-out dream. part of the mission required an understanding of what would happen once you awoke, and being one of the lead scientists, you were keenly aware of just how much everything would change. but in spite of it, the slow pool of arousal in your abdomen began to grow; it was common to experience symptoms of excitement and even overstimulation at this stage, but what hadn't yet been explored was that of the response from a recom of female design.

soon enough it clicked in your head, and you realised what was happening; you were in heat. your body had finally awoken from its lightyear-long slumber, and your need to be bred deep and full was going into hyperdrive. by the way mansk's rough hands grasped your shoulders, and ja loomed in the doorway, the boys seemingly hadn't yet caught onto this. you weren't equipped to conceal such innate desires, and soon enough your tail began to swish rather aggressively; your ears folding back against your dark brown locks; fangs baring in badly-cloaked lust--"..i-aah..no, no..d-don't touch..don't..please.." you'd let out meekly. mansk didn't quite clock it just yet, but taking a quick glance to your left, you could see ja's eyebrows furrow briefly in confusion; only for a wide grin to settle across his chiseled features.

"uh, mansk. huh-uh, i think someone's a little..excited, maybe lay her back down before she bites" was all he said, but you could sense his shift in demeanour as he closed the door to the lab, settling himself in the chair next to the hospital bed. taking some hard sniffs, mansk soon began to chuckle along with ja, his thumbs now smoothing little patterns across your exposed collarbones--"goin a little primal for us, huh honey? let's not kid ourselves, recom looks good on you, babygirl.." he mused, slipping his sunglasses up onto his forehead to get a better look at your now squirming form. you hadn't anticipated such a response from them, but the prospect of sitting in this erotic-laden torture until you could find the appropriate medication seemed less than ideal.

before even responding to their playful taunts, mansk took matters into his own hands; sliding a toned arm down to your legs, he pushed them apart as you hissed from the contact. continuing to chuckle at your movements as you began arching your back, almost unconsciously splaying out your form for him to take control of, mansk smoothed his long blue fingers up the length of your pussy.

under the thin white hospital gown you were bare, likely to make testing and checking easier, but now for an even more pressing purpose. the slick, wet squishes of the rough pads of his fingers on your swollen mound only gave him all the more reason to continue. you'd not overtly rejected his advances, so why not have some more fun?

beckoning ja over with a small click of his tongue, he began speeding up his ministrations; sliding his hand along the inner lips of your hot cunt, only to begin eagerly prodding and smearing the wetness around your clenching opening--"huh, she's really ready for it ja, fuck. look at her squeeze my fingertips, and i ain't even got 'em in there yet" he'd let out, ja soon lurking up close behind your shuddering form

soon enough they both took full control, with mansk's one hand beginning to pump languid strokes deep into your heat-stricken pussy; the other lightly gripping your jaw so he could look you right in the eyes as he fucked you. ja soon leapt up onto the lab-table, sidling up right behind your writhing form as he began groping your tits, his fingers deftly fondling the sensitive buds as you continued to squirm and whine in need.

it only worsened as they both got hornier; soon you could feel ja's long, swollen cock jutting up into the lower end of your back. likewise, mansk's throbbing erection strained under his cargo pants as he ground hard onto your thigh. both of their groans mixing so deliciously with yours, as your movements only increased; what began as whines and squirms became hard bucks and lewd, wanton moans. you couldn't control yourself, and seeing just how riled up it made the both of them only spurred your arousal on all the more.

mansk could sense your desperation, and began to curve his fingers just right; hitting that sweet, sensitive spot that made you snarl from the sharp, bruising pleasure. your once shy and reserved manner had since been replaced with a writhing, primal whorishness. you'd only been the scientist, never out on missions or even especially close to these men. the most being an occasional witty remark or almost flirtatious phrase thrown your way. but as you all moved in sync, matching each other's rhythms, you could feel the air become a hot musk of your combined pleasure

the thickness and tell-tale scent of sex filled the small lab room, little tears escaping your eyes as they clamped shut in ecstasy. the hand on your chin had since moved up to grip your hair, tugging the fresh braids and locks to give better access to ja's sloppy-mouthed bites to your neck. you unabashedly whined and cried as you came, too fucked-out to care about the pointed banter you'd endure later by the rest of your collleagues, slick juices dripping all over mansk's thick, muscled fingers--"..well shit, sweetheart..ja, she fuckin' gushed on me..goddamn, g'na have to pump you nice and deep with my cock next, aren't I sugar?"

for my lovely @nin3kyuu hope u enjoyed hehe<3

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dejablueballs · 1 year

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While I’m on a roll here’s Recom Lopez yall ! ( sorry about the tattoo’s I haven’t been able to get good references so I freehanded them )

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dejablueballs · 1 year

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..so this is like actually nasty. ur welcome whores ;P

mansk and ja + heat pollen ⋆｡ﾟ☁︎｡⋆｡ﾟ☾ ｡⋆

• it had been out on a mission, exploring the depths of the pandoran forest; initially it was a full-capacity task, but quaritch had since split you up into groups

• him, and a couple others, and you, ja and mansk to survey the borders on the west for any signs of na'vi interference.

• quaritch had entrusted that you three would be a solid group, but you most certainly had a reputation at headquarters for being a rambunctious group; although pretty quiet and reserved yourself, being a mere biological scientist, here to explore the vast plantlife, mansk and ja were full jock marines.

• stomping and clomping through the forest, virtually no interest in what surrounded them. you'd made sure to at least try and avoid stepping on any growing plants, but both of your colleagues took no issue with hacking away at stray vines, and batting past hanging leaves.

• and that's how you got into this mess. roughly bent over into the lush green earth below you; comms turned off due to the sheer graphic noises of struggle, raw fucking and being double-teamed by two of the biggest marines in the recom group.

• in ja's enthusiasm to reach the lookout tower first, he'd not even realised that he crushed the lightly yellowed, luminescent flower in the dense grass below him. the pollen soon escaped in short puffs, filling the air around you

• you and mansk had been not too far behind him, and soon enough all the three of you could think about was breeding. them filling you up deep, and full; thick gushes of creamy seed overfilling your pussy. all as your fertile cunt milked them dry

• that's you ended up being brutally, primally fucked by both of the soldiers; your face was smushed down into the grass, eyes clamped shut but fangs bared and the most lewd, graphic whines and moans erupting from your throat

• mansk had since forced the full-length of his thick, veiny blue cock deep inside your pussy; the way you clenched and dripped had him groaning out into the open air, with ja's lusty sounds not far behind

• he'd decided to lift your face from the ground, giving you a few moments of reprieve before filling your mouth with his throbbing length. ja's cock was certainly longer than mansk's, and in spite of your efforts to take him fully, you couldn't stop your hard gags and moans around him, drool leaking out as you slurped on his pulsating hardness.

• mansk had only been spurred on by such erotic noises, and began to rut hard and fast into your squelching opening; he stretched you out more than ja, but not by much. both of them were so tall, and so big, the only real difference from ja was mansk's bulbous, mushroomed cock-tip that seemingly couldn't miss your g-spot even if it tried.

• mansk's groans were becoming increasingly guttural as his hips pumped deep thrusts into you; soon timing themselves up with ja's bucks into your warm, wet mouth. your eyes were doing their best to stay open in spite of the rough, feral onslaught of ja's weighty cock resting on your tongue, but it was virtually impossible

• ja began to go hilt-deep, taking both hands and cupping your smaller head so as to gain a deeper angle; your gags had become a primal, lewd sort of noise--the mix of saliva and ja's precum dribbled out of your mouth onto the grass below you in long, milky strings as you lost yourself in the eroticised delirium.

• mansk could only watch as his colleague took you for all your worth; likewise how much you seemed to enjoy being taken so roughly. he knew you especially liked when ja'd bottom-out, because he could feel the tell-tale clench of your slickened, throbbing pussy constrict around his fatter cock--

• "..fuckin' enjoyin' this, aren't you?..j-ja-unngh-she takes me so good..fffuck-unnnhgh-and those dirty fuckin' noises..you like slobberin' on ja's cock, babygirl?..fuckin nasty.." he'd grit out, in between some especially curt, rough thrusts to your aching pussy

• and with his pulsing cock inside your warm mouth, ja'd soon become too aroused to even speak. after some especially graphic slurs and groans, he'd take himself out of your mouth; wrapping a hand around his now sticky length, he'd give you a few seconds of breath as he watched your expression.

• you'd given up trying to maintain any sense of self-respect or composure long ago, but only now could ja really take in the emotionality of it all--your loud, wanton squeals from mansk's rhythmic pumping into your hot cunt; your spitty, slobbery mouth hanging agape from ja's rough use; your face reddened in both pollen-stained lust and overexertion - it looked hot, and it made him want to spill his sticky, warm seed all over your face as you whined in pleasure.

• "..hah, fuck..you take it nasty, all fuckin' sloppy and wet..fuckin' gross sweetie..goddamn lucky she's got such gentlemen to indulge her fantasies--isn't that right mansk?" ja'd almost sneer out, as he lay some weighty cock-slaps to your fucked-out face

• his cock, so heavy with his creamy seed only made the sound all the more lewd; some wet 'pap pap pap's almost ricocheted off your flushed cheeks, reaching mansk's needy ears. ja'd only continue at the graphic sound, cupping his tightened sack between his fingers as he alternated between weighty slaps and smearing his pulsing balls all over your wet lips and warm tongue

• mansk could only groan in response, now too entranced with the way your cunt stretched and clenched around his girthy dick; he could feel the ropes of milky cum about to spurt from his cockhead, his thrusts staggering and legs quaking

• "...g-god...f-fffuck she's gonna take it ja..s-she's g'na-ungh--hunhgg--aagh..ffuck take it..f-fuck, fuck..agh..fuckin' christ.." was all he could muster as he unloaded heavy reams of his warm, fertile semen into your throbbing pussy

• your eyes were closed from the sheer pleasure of his movements, feeling the slaps and spanks of ja's wet cock across your face as you let them use you for all you had; that was until you opened your eyes--looking up, still being roughly plowed by the sheer girth of mansk's cock, you took in ja's expression

• he seemed a little..uneasy. his hand had since stalled in its movements, eyes widened in a lewd-glazed shock, ears flicked up; it was only after hearing the tell-tale drawl of your boss, paired with the wry laughs and scoffs in amused surprise from his colleague that it clicked

• "..well, well, well..look what we have here..should'a known you'd get distracted boys..but sweetheart..*tssk*..i expect better from you."--in spite of his stern tone, quaritch sported a dark smirk as he made his way over. slinging his gun around his back, he took no time in turning off his comm, batting mansk's now exhausted form to the side as he unsheathed his long, thick length out from his cargo pants

• "..you're a good girl, pretty..what'cha doin' with these nasty boys, huh?..tryn'a teach you about sex, is that right?..should be more careful darlin', silly boys like these'll stain you up..you're too pretty to go to waste, sweetheart"

• he'd tut out playfully, as in spite of the shame you felt at being caught out, your pollen-infused state only expressed more need in the form of some desperate gyrates into quaritch's cock..after he let out another wry chuckle at your movements, something told you this would be a long day.

fwooh! hot<3

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big blue meow cat doesn’t like getting wet😖

#what a stupid cocksucker<333 #my love

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dejablueballs · 1 year

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LYLE GIVING OFF THIS VIBE 💀

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Not sure if you’re taking requests but would you be willing to do some more kink stuff with Lyle? I would love if you could do the nsfw alphabet with him and other smutty headcanons. (I totally think of him as having a MASSIVE spanking and domination kink)

Thanks!!

omg i suck at writing hcsss 😭😭😭 this turned out half headcanons half drabble i hope u dont mind. n i wont do the entire nsfw alphabets thingy it takes sm time n i don’t have enough time atm..

lyle x reader

nsfw alphabets hcs + a drabble abt lyle eating reader out.

in case you wanna read the drabble and not the hcs scroll all the way down to the second divider.

warnings: (the hcs) mentions of: anal, degrading and praising, breast fucking, ice play, wax play, domination, ass and pussy spanking, foot fetish, facials, queue play, spitting.

warnings: (the drabble) smut. vaginal fingering, anal fingering, overstim, slight foot fetish, anal sex, spanking, degrading, praising, spitting, pet names, ass to mouth.

a is for anal. he’s def into anal. he just loooooves how tight your butthole is, the way you squeeze his member while you climax it just drives him crazy.

b is for breast fucking n play he lovessss sliding his wet cock between your tits while you suck on the head od his cock it makes him go crazyyyyy.

d & p are for degrading and praising. he just looooves calling you names such as ‘my good little slut’ ‘daddy’s pretty fucktoy’ he loves the way you look up at him with doe eyes when he degrades n praises u.

d (again.) its also for dominationnn! he hates it when you try to dominate him cause in his opinion, you’re a cute little thingy, you can’t be mean you don’t know how to be mean. but also enjoys it when you boss him around!

f is for feet. you can’t tell me he doesn’t have a slighttt foot fetish. not in the weird i wanna fuck your feet sniff them and lick them way, but in a gives you foot rubs n kisses ur feet while placing them on his shoulders.

f (again) is for facials!!!!! he loves finishing on your face, cover your pretty face with his white cum, the way it makes your face glow and look like a glazed donut.

q is for queue if you’re a native na’vi or a recom and hes laying beside you while you’re sleeping he can’t help the tent that forms in his boxers and he’s so nice he doesn’t want to wake you up and bother you, he simply just reaches for your kuru and pulls down his boxers just a tiny bit to free his cock and lets the pink tendrils tightly engluf the head of his cock and keep it in it’s warm embrace.

j is for jokes he’s so silly when he’s fucking you, loves to crack a few jokes every few minutes.

s is for spanking and spitting!!!! he lovessssss spitting on your clit and rub it in with his fingers, loves spitting in your mouth, on your asshole, your tits. he also loves spanking you, if hes eating you out - sucking on your clit to be more specific - he has to give you a little slap, if hes fucking you from behind? he HAS to land a few slaps, just something about the way you whine and whimper makes him even harderrrr!

w is for wax. he loves it when he pours wax on your body and you yelp.

i is for ice he doesn’t care about it really, he just loves the way your moan and close your things around the sides of his head when his warm tongue makes contact with your pussy after he runs the ice cube all over your pussy.

you were lying ontop of lyle in your bed, head resting on his chest, cock deep inside your ass, his arms around your waist and he slowly ran his hands up and down your spine, making you let out shaky sighs every now and then.

he was punishing you for not touching yourself when he was out on a mission even though it’s been weeks since he last touched you or let you touch yourself! you were scared! you didn’t want to die from all the pent up sexual tension, you had relieve yourself, your poor cunt all sticky and throbbing, so when he walked in on you, two of your fingers knuckle deep inside your tiny hole, pumping in and out as tears coated your cheeks he felt almost bad for you, and he knew he’d have fun.

“oh no, is my pretty slut feeling needy today? what did we talk about? huh?” he said shaking his head in disappointment and you let out a choked sob “m sorry daddy. couldn’t take it anymore, tis too much,” you said and looked up at him with doe eyes. he felt good about torturing you, be likes the way you sound so deseprate and needy like a bitch in heat.

“tsk tsk tsk,” he said walking closer and closer to your shared bed now and sat down facing you, the mattress sinking underneath his weight. he slapped your hand forcing you to take the two fingers you had shoved inside your cunt and got dangerously close to your cunt, blowing cold air into your heat making you buckle up your hips before pushing you down on your back and looking up at you.

“you made daddy really mad you know that, doll face?”

you shook your head and let out a few ‘i’m sorry’s and ‘i won’t do it again’s between sobs. you looked so perfect and innocent, he could already feel his dick hardening under his cargos and boxers and groaned at the sight of you, legs perfectly squeezed together, perky tits, pussy begging to be touched as a drop of your juice falling from your opening and rolling down your ass.

“i don’t know if i can forgive you, buttercup, might as well just punish you again for another week, you know i don’t like it when you disobey, right?”

he knew what he was doing. knew how his words are going to affect you and as he expected, your eyes widened and you shook your head, apologizing all over again, telling him you wouldn’t do it again.

“how bout this, i will make you cum, for as much as i want, and if you can do it, i’ll let you have my cock, how does that sound? hmm? you like that baby girl?”

you nodded your head like an idiot saying yes, yes, yes. you deserved it! you waited weeks for him to touch you and he grabbed your ankle, landing a kiss on the top of your foot, to your legs, your knees, your inner thighs, and stopping where you needed him the most, face only a few inches away from your abandoned clit, his hot breath fanning over your cunt making you ache more for his touch.

he finally gave in and planted and a kiss on your clit before pulling away and spitting directly onto your clit, the act made you buckle up your hips for more, his hot spit landing directly onto your clit like a bullet made you see stars, and before you knew it he was already spreading it with his fingers and his mouth french kissing your puffy tiny clit.

you started to moan softly when he stuck his thumb inside your cunt and his index finger circling your butthole.

almost an hour passed and you have already came three times on his face as his index and middle fingers pumping in and out of you, ring and pink doing the same thing inside your asshole. you were sobbing and moaning his name like a prayer, begging him to stop but he didn’t listen he had to make you learn your lesson his goal was to make you cum so much that you can’t take it anymore, beg him to stop, you were already begging him to stop but he didn’t want to, the taste of your cum, the sweet moans coming out of your mouth it was all too much for him that he already freed his hard cock slowly stroking and moaning into your cunt.

that feeling again - the feeling of something building up inside you - and then with another curl of his fingers, the tips hitting your sweet spot - it snapped and you came around his fingers and on his tongue “s-stop - please, can’t take it anymore want them out right now! please stop i can’t ta-” he cut you off by his fingers roughly hitting at your g-spot and you closed your thighs around his head squeezing him there and squirming while pushing his head away. he looked up at you with a stern expression on his face while shoving your thighs away revealing your pretty cute once more.

“stay. fucking. still.” you were too weak to respond so you just cried like an idiot and his heart clenched at the sight of your crying.

“hey, hey, baby girl, listen, how about you give me one more and i’ll give you my cock? how does that sound?” you nodded and sniffled as his rough thumb wiped the tears away “that sound good?” you nodded once more and he grinned getting back into his positiong between your legs.

he was quick to dig in, like a hungry beast, devouring your sticky puffy cunt, his hands spread your butt cheeks before he slowly licked a stripe from your butthole to your cunt stopping at your clit and taking the little bundle of nerves in his mouth sucking and rolling it between his teeth as you let out a whsiper like moan and his ears twitched at the sound.

he inserted two fingers inside your asshole thoroughly scissoring them inside to stretch the tight ring and he shoved his tongue inside your cunt the flat bridge of his nose nudging your clit and your rolled your eyes to the back of your head as you saw stars.

you felt that same knot form inside your for the fifth time this day and knew you were close, his mouth opened and latched into your full cunt sucking your juice up, tounguing at your utheral while his teeth pressed against your clit, he let go and sucked on your utheral instead, rutting into the bed as he moaned taking you deep deep down into the ocean of pleasure all while his thumb tightly pressed on your clit moving it in circular motion.

you let out a loud moan while you climaxed. he drank the nectar your body offered and scooped some up with his fingers rubbing it on his chin and chest as if it was something blessed.

woah... second n probably the last time i’ll be writing something that includes feet cuz... anyways requests r open if ud like to request sumth just please don’t request gross stuff.

@tieflingteeth

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