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This is something I've been working on for awhile, it's not finished but it thought I'd let yall see it👀

It's a Miguelxftm!reader hehehe. I hope yall like it🫶 NSFW under the cut!!

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[Name] sighs softly as he walks around HQ, greeting other Spiderpeople. Soon, he ends up in Miguel’s laboratory, he had been called there shortly after he arrived, traveling from his world. The large man is leaning against his desk, palms braced on the surface, shoulders tense.

Miguel is silent for a moment, the tension growing thicker before he finally speaks; “Come here.” His voice is void of any tone or emotion, his stare fixated on the table beneath him, his stress weighing upon him like the weight of the world—the burden of a leader. [Name] and Miguel had an interesting relationship, both beneficial from one another, using the other as a stress relief.

He watches him step closer, his eyes roving over him, urging him closer. His eyes are dark, reaching one of his large hands out to lightly caress his masked face once [Name] is within arms reach. The gesture was surprisingly soft despite his impending stress, his thumb sliding over his cheekbone as he hummed softly, tilting his head up to meet his eyes.

“Please..” He murmurs, eyes heavy with desperation. His breathing was ragged as he slowly moved the mask just above [Name]’s nose, pulling him in for a kiss. It soon heats up and becomes a hungry, feral kiss.

He groans into the kiss, slowly backing them up against his desk, hands roaming, gripping at their sides, and flesh he can get his hands on.

“Miguel.” He murmur against his lips, creating a desperate desire running through the pair. Miguel picks them up, sets him on the desk, and crashes his lips onto theirs, bullying his way into his mouth.

He trails hot, desperate kisses down his neck, hand holding his face to get more access, hand sliding down his body. [Name]’s breathing quickened, causing him to smirk against his skin, lightly skimming the sensitive flesh with his teeth. A shiver wracks through them as his suit is stripped of him, one of his free hands tugs at the hairs at the back of his head, encouraging him further.

He hums in approval, pressing open-mouthed kisses down his body, fingers gripping into the supple flesh of his thighs, breathing in his scent. “Look at you,” he murmurs, his voice husky, eyes roaming over his flushed face. “All desperate for just a touch..” He grins, gently kissing his thighs, playing with the hem of his underwear, fingers lightly brushing the flesh, teasing.

He groans softly as [Name] captures his lips into a kiss once more, pulling him closer, breaths ragged with desire. His grip almost bruises before his suit dematerializes, leaving him only in a pair of black boxers.

“Dios ayudame, [Name].” He grumbles against the kiss, kissing more fervently, gently pulling down their underwear and tossing it to the side, letting it land on the lab chair nearby. Miguel pulls his hips closer before discarding his boxers as well, tossing them aside.

As he watches him, his hands knead their thighs, a smirk slowly appearing on his face. His hand travels upwards and just stops short of where he’s needed the most. Sadistic bastard. “Please.” [Name] says, holding Miguel’s wrist, trying to move it where he wants it. “Please, Miguel.”

Miguel finally caves, and his hands slide upwards, gently teasing the folds, soft breaths escaping [Name]’s lips. Miguel hums softly as he continues, gently rubbing against the small bundle of nerves.

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Stunt Work | Johnny Cage x Trans Male

Pairing: Johnny Cage x Male Reader (trans male/masc)

Summary: you’re a stunt double working on one of Johnny’s films, he’s annoying to work with and you think you both mutually hate each other…at least you thought.

Warnings: NSWF! 🔞 MDNI!!, mentions of afab anatomy, there’s almost no plot but I tried my best so it’s a little layered.

Word Count: 3.2k

A/C: I didn’t really proof read this a whole lot, so ignore any errors pls <3

Part 2 here <-

“Alright, Cage, you gotta commit to it man stop flaking— grab his shoulder, flip him over and leg lock.” The director instructed Johnny who was shirtless, sweating and in an overall fussy mood because he couldn’t for some reason commit to performing the stunt on you all the way.

“Hop off my sack, man. I’m trying.” Johnny breathed heavily.

“If I may-“ you tried to put in a word of advice but it was quickly shut down.

“Listen, G.I Joe, zip it-“ Johnny barked, all cocky.

“You both been acting like cats and dogs all day, cut it out!” He yelled and then turned to Johnny, “What’s gotten in to you? You’re literally a martial artist, an actor, and you keep stopping at a simple leg lock?” The director whispered at him, patting his back.

The director not reprimanding his shitty behavior and only talking about his stunt block made you scoff loudly.

Johnny gave you a brief look before looking away and shaking his head, “I know I am, I’m the best there is— I’m Johnny Cage for god’s sake.”

“That’s the spirit! Now, another take! We’re gonna get this!” The director yelled.

You rolled your eyes and got to position, as well as Johnny getting in to fighting stance in front of you.

“Action!”

Johnny started throwing his moves at you, you dodged them successfully and then the sequence he struggled was next. He grabbed your shoulder, flipping you over on to the padded floor harshly which made you groan, and then finally performing the leg lock on you— extending your leg between his thighs on the floor as you grunted. You thought he finally got the move down until you felt something firm against your thigh as he kept it in a hold. You hesitantly look down and notice that between his legs was a rock hard erection making you go completely still and your eyes widen. Of course, he noticed your reaction and he immediately let you go and stood up with an embarrassed look on his face. A blush covering his cheeks as his shades hid part of his face.

“Way to go, Johnny! That’s my boy!” The director yelled.

You got up from the padded floor and cleared your throat, a heat coming from your neck. Not really looking at him as you were ready to run off set to your trailer.

“Are we done?” You look at the director and ignore Johnny’s flushed face.

“Yes yes, go ahead and take your breaks.” He patted an immovable Johnny’s back.

Without even a second thought you rushed to your trailer, a bunch of feelings and thoughts flooding your head. You were confused as to why you felt an attraction to the asshole, you were supposed to hate his guts, right? But now, since it’s pretty obvious he didn’t wanna do a leg lock all day was because he didn’t wanna reveal the rock hard boner he got in that position with you it made any rationality of in your head vanish.

An hour passed since you were trying to relax in your trailer, that is until you heard a few firm knocks on your door making you jolt and walk to it.

“Listen, if the stunt needs more rehearsing I might shoot myself-“ your words caught at the back of your throat as you saw a showered Johnny in front of you with a raised eyebrow and an amused expression.

“Easy, G.I Joe. It’s me.” He grinned at you.

“No- we ain’t doing this shit. You cannot just knock on my door with a smile and expect me to forget how much of an insufferable dick you’ve been.” You went to close the door on his face but he shoved his foot in and firmly moved his way in.

“What the-“

“Unclench your ass, I just need to talk.” He walked in with his hands in his pockets, he was wearing slacks and a navy blue dress shirt with his usual shades.

You slam the door closed as you turn around and near him, “The only reason why I’m letting you in is because I need this damn job— I would have kicked your ass by now.”

Johnny smirked, completely not phased by your red angry face, taking his shades off and looking in to your eyes with his big brown warm eyes. “Listen, I know I was a bit of a dick but I like you despite our quarrels on set. It’s an eat dog eat dog world out there, baby.”

You scoff loudly, “Baby?”, a redness in your face.

Johnny walked around your trailer, looking at your room and decorations on the walls. “Never had anyone call you pet names huh, stud?”

You shake your head and follow behind him, “Forget that. Why the hell did you have a boner when you did a leg lock on me?”

His cocky smile suddenly falters as he turns around to meet your eyes, his face uneasy. “That’s what I came to chitchat about. I’d appreciate if you didn’t go around to gossip about that. It wouldn’t be good press.”

You laugh dryly, “So you didn’t come to explain yourself but rather save your ass?”

Johnny rolled his eyes, “I’m a star, I don’t need any bs like that getting out there you understand? Plus, do you honestly think I could have controlled what happened?”

You shake your head, “That’s not the point. You know how many accidental boners I’ve experienced while doing stunt work? There’s friction when doing stunts it happens, it nothing perverted, But all of the actors I’ve worked with have apologized, just out of decency.”

Johnny actually stayed quiet, pondering on what to say, “I’m…I apologize. You know, I don’t usually apologize— I’ve been so out of it today and you being around just messed with my focus.”

You approach him more, “You’re blaming me for not being able to perform a stunt? I was distracting you?” You say bitterly.

“I’m not blaming you. Only explaining. I- I didn’t want to do the stunt all the way because I knew the second I got you on that leg lock…you’d feel it.” He looks away, a hint of vulnerability for the first time all day.

You sit down on a chair, taking a deep breath, “It wasn’t the friction.” He continued, looking at you with a certain emotion that you couldn’t quite tell what it was.

“What-“

“It was you. Moment you walked on set.” He played with the rings on his fingers, a more serious look on his face.

There was a warmth that overtook your body, a shock. “But-“ you were cut off.

“Just let me get this out alright, G.I Joe? I know what it looks like; ‘Johnny Cage getting a boner over another guy’, it’s not ideal for my image. It’s not ideal for Hollywood if it got out that their poster boy for masculinity, heterosexuality and womanizing was…not necessarily that all along.” He swallowed deeply now, sitting down next to you and looking away.

“…I guess you’re more layered than I thought. A dick with shades of gray.” You say, trying to be somewhat lighthearted at the rather shocking truth.

Johnny chuckled softly playing with his hands, “I am a dick sometimes, that I don’t deny. But the truth is, most of what people see is a facade— As most publicity of actors in hollywood is. I was raised in to this industry to fit a certain mold and you do it long enough you sort of become that regardless…” he trailed off, now looking at you, “As corny as it is, I haven’t felt a more genuine attraction in years.”

You blush, taking a deep breath, “So, have you always liked guys? Or is this something…new?”

Johnny thinks deeply, “Always. I get with anyone really. I’m an actor, of course I’ve gotten with dudes.” He grins at you, a hopeful look in his eyes that urged you to elaborate on your own thoughts.

“I guess we finally found some type of common ground Hollywood, I’m pretty…fruity.” You cheese.

“You are..?” His brown eyes turned to a dark color suddenly, a sort of hungry expression in his face. “And you…fancy me also, right? I see it in your face…”

You take a deep breath, “Careful with the ego but yes.” You chuckle, “Think I was…quite mad that your little slip up on set didn’t turn me off.”

Suddenly you feel his hand on your knee, his thumb grazing over your pants, “Come on then stud…we both want it.” He says in a deep husky voice.

A shiver runs down you leg, “Isn’t it unprofessional to get involved with- with coworkers?”

He chuckles, “Oh sweetie, unprofessional is my middle name.”, he glided his hand up your thigh now, studying your every expression as he did.

“Good point…” you breathe faster, a warm feeling festering in your lower abdomen.

“Shhh…shhh.” He whispered, “Let me just…I’ve been harboring a boner all day because of you, we’re doing this…” he trailed off, his hand now reaches the button on your jeans undoing it.

“Wait I-“ you stand up in a slight panic, “There’s something I gotta say before we proceed…”

Johnny raised an eyebrow at you, confused and stands up with you, studying your face.

You start pacing around, “I’m trans. A trans guy. I just wanted to say something before we-“

Johnny chuckled softly, a relief on his face, “Sweetheart, I thought you were gonna tell me something horrific.” He touches his chest, “Don’t worry about it, stud.”

Your face turns amused, “Are- are you sure you know what I’m saying?”

Johnny approaches you now, rubbing the back of your neck with his warm hand, “You’re a trans man, I understand. But a man nonetheless.”

You grow goosebumps as he touches you, “That doesn’t bothe-“

“It doesn’t, This is Hollywood baby, you know how many different folks I’ve gotten down with? I got you.” He now made his hand trail down your chest, rubbing it passionately.

Your breath hitches and you become warm all over, his hand then trails down your abdomen to under pants, his hand reaching the waistline of your briefs. Pulling you close against his chest with his free hand, “Now, come here, be a good boy…” he kisses your lips for the first time firmly, all warm and wet.

You sync your lips with his and hum against his mouth, a groan leaving his throat the deeper he went. Sliding his hand in your briefs now, rubbing your crotch up and down making you moan against his mouth.

“Fuck…” you hiss, making a grin form on his lips.

Johnny then suddenly slips his hand out and starts undoing your pants, but before he pulls them down he looks in your eyes for approval. When he sees that you nod with a gulp he immediately pulls then down to your knees leaving you in your briefs, “Don’t worry, honey…” he whispers as he cups your jaw and kisses you on the cheek. He pulls back while gently guiding you to the couch, your back against it as he finishes pulling your pants off. There was a primal look in his eyes as he crawled between your legs and was on top of you, his chest laying against yours as he leaned in and kissed your neck desperately.

“Shit-“ your breath wavers, your skin hotter than the sun.

“Mmm- taste so good-“ you heard a groan leave the back of his throat, he then trailed his hands down to your hips and gripped them tightly. “You okay? You ready?” He looked in to your eyes for any hesitation— as cocky as he was you saw an undeniable softness in them now. A want to please, a want to do something for someone. The way his eyebrows quirked up slightly waiting for your answer, like a kid looking for some sort of validation. For someone to tell him yes and that he’s doing well. It made you reconsider everything you knew about him so far. Maybe he was just a man desperately trying to look for connection in an otherwise soulless industry that broke people. He wanted connection, he craved it— he wanted realness with someone.

You nod, rubbing his sides tenderly. He closed his eyes briefly at that, sighing deeply with a small smile on his lips. Then, he reached the hem of his shirt and pulled it over his shirt, immediately going to unbuckle his belt and his pants. At a point, you saw he was struggling to get them off, maybe it was nerves, maybe it was frustration, so you sat up sightly between his legs and reached up gently to his belt undoing it with ease. You later unbuttoned his pants as well, but giving him space to take off his pants on his own. Johnny stayed completely quiet when you did that small act for him, observing you with a want that grew tenfold but with a side of that softness he emitted no matter how hard he tried to hide it. Big brown eyes like chocolate itself.

You chuckle up at him, “What, Hollywood?”

The actor snapped out of it, shaking his head, sliding his pants down and throwing them to the floor with the other clothes. “God, I wanna fuck you.” He said bluntly, taking his boxers off now, his dick in full view and without any hesitation going back between your legs, touching the hem of your briefs with his fingertips and with a sudden halt.

“Johnny, it’s okay…” you look down at him with a shy yet flushed face.

Johnny nodded, a grin back on his face as he used both of his hands to slide your briefs off— your heart accelerating at how slow he was going. He finally slid them down your legs and immediately his vision went your throbbing pussy— like an inevitable reaction. The actor licked his lips as he positioned his thighs and hips accurately, leaning over you. He looked in to your eyes as you felt his burning cock hitting your inner thigh, teasing your entrance.

“Hnnngh-“ you groaned, almost desperate now as you moved your hips against him, a trickle of sweat down your temple.

Johnny let out a chuckle as he placed his finger below your chin to look at him, “I ain’t even in yet handsome…take a breather.”

“Don’t tell me what to do you ass.” You chuckle and playfully slap his shoulder.

Johnny smirked at your behavior, reaching down between his legs and grasping his length that was oozing with precum already. Positioned it at your core and carefully slid past your folds with his hips— carefully studying your face as he laid down over you, wrapping his arms around your shoulders.

“Ahh-“ you moaned softly, digging your fingers in to his lower back…trying to push him faster inside.

“Easy…easy….” He said with reassurance, his mouth agape as he finally made it all the way in making him grunt as he felt your walls clenching around his cock.

Johnny then took no time nuzzle in to your neck as he pulled his hips back slightly and then rammed in to you with no warning, making you let out an earth shattering groan against his ear. His arms locking around your waist tightly now as he held you against him like you were air itself and he’d die without it. There was a slight tremble to his body the more he rammed in to you.

“Jesus- fuck-“ your eyes grew a bit watery as you cursed, a coil already tightening in your lower abdomen while you tried to gain your breath.

“Oh- Wrong J name, baby-” He moaned with a bit humor beneath, peppering your neck and jawline with kisses as his buckling against your wet tight pussy became more frequent.

It was a cumulation of moans, groans, curses and senseless phrases between you both. You noticed his face was flushed, his cheeks pink as he pulled back a bit to study your face. “That feel good, sweetheart? That feel- Fuck-“ he whimpered, and it was the hottest thing you’ve ever seen. “Answer…” he continued, with a stern tone now.

Your chest heaved faster as he picked up his speed, “y- yes, god- so good-“, your hands gripping his lower back more as he pushed in and out of you.

“You’re gonna take it like a good boy- mmm, sweetheart-“ He groaned as he grabbed your hips now more harshly, you could tell he was close as well the way he became more direct and possessive. A constant harsh rhythm was formed by his hips, his dick reaching in to the deepest depths inside as he hit your g spot over and over with no mercy. With no breaks or signs of stopping, you whined loudly and shook— feeling your height coming.

A the coil inside you soon snapped, making you whimper as you reached your climax— coming all around his swollen length. Johnny leaned in to your neck, moaning against it as he came right after you— his warm come filling you up to the brim.

“Fuck- fuckkkkk-“ he groaned as he bit down on your neck and then licked alongside your jaw.

Wrapping your arms around his neck, you held him close as you tried to come down from the electricity that was currently running through you both. Johnny then reciprocated… sighing loudly, still inside you and wrapping his toned arms around your waist not caring how sticky and sweaty you both were against each other. He was content of sorts, a small smile playing on his lips, closing his eyes against your chest as he listened to your quick heart.

“You okay, Hollywood?” You rub his back tiredly.

Johnny chuckled lowly, “I feel like a million bucks, baby.” He leaned in and took a long sniff of your neck, “I love how smell-“

“That’s sweat, don’t patronize me-“ you laugh, your face red and full of embarrassment as you realized he hasn’t made any attempt of moving out of you.

“Oh shush— you have a musk. You might get me addicted, sweetheart.” He rubbed your sides now, his hair sticking in all directions.

You snort loudly now, rolling your eyes at his charming yet annoying behavior, “Okay fancy pants, can you pull out of me? I need to pee, I don’t want a UTI!”

His eyes widen at the realization and he carefully pulls out, “Oh- oh I apologize, stud. Next time I’ll remember-”, the actor says apologetically and stands up with a slight tiredness, carefully helping you up as you wince.

“You’re getting pegged next time that’s what.” You say humorously with a grin as you walked to the bathroom in your trailer and he walked behind you like a lost puppy.

“Oooh, challenge accepted, G.I Joe!”

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Casting Couch

Johnny Cage x male reader smut

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a/n: I was going to put a little bit of plot in this, but I decided to just jump straight into the smut. In this story, Johnny owns a casting couch company that the reader is auditioning at.

“You’re gonna be a star, baby,” Johnny says, lifting the phone towards his face. His free hand goes to the front of his pants to rub at the already prominent bulge. “You ever sucked a cock before?” He asks.

You shake your head and have to pull your eyes away so you look up and audibly respond, “no.”

“Fuck,” Johnny says in awe, “you can’t even take your eyes off it.”

Not even realizing your eyes had fallen back down, one of his fingers hooks under your chin to turn your face back up. The finger under your chin moves to trace your lips before it slowly presses inside your mouth.

The finger doesn’t go deep, just moves in so Johnny can press the pad of it against your tongue. He lets out a groan when you suck at the digit and you watch as his fingers tighten around the phone he’s holding.

Johnny pulls his finger from your mouth to wrestle with his belt and pants, “let me,” you say, giving Johnny a soft smile as your fingers replace his.

Johnny’s belt and pants fall to his ankles with a clink, leaving his lower body in an expensive looking pair of underwear. You’re pretty sure they’re silk.

The fabric is as soft as they look under your nose when you move forward to run your nose along Johnny’s cock. You feel his cock give a twitch under your nose, making you wonder if you can get it to do the same thing again, but with your tongue instead.

“I almost don’t want to film this,” Johnny says quietly, like he’s talking to himself. “So I can keep you all to myself,” he places a warm palm on the back of your neck to press your face into his still clothed-cock.

Johnny’s fingers tighten for a split second around the back of your neck. The possessive feel of the action nearly makes you let out a whimper, but you instead open your mouth to pant wetly against his growing bulge.

“Please,” you whisper, looking up at Johnny through your lashes.

“Fuck, you’re eager,” Johnny says, his voice low and rough.

With the hand at the back of your neck, he pulls you back to push his underwear down, exposing his cock.

You stay in place when Johnny pulls his hand away so he can wrap his fingers around his cock. You watch as Johnny’s cock grows to full hardness in a few strokes, a clear pearl of precome waits for you at the tip when Johnny’s fingers go back to your neck.

The salty flavor hits your tongue when you lick at the head, and the flavor intensifies when you press the tip of your tongue into the slit.

“Hey,” Johnny says quietly, “look up at the camera, baby,” Johnny says, his fingers tightening on the back of your neck.

The pet name sends a warm feeling through your body, straight down to your cock. You aren’t sure of where to place your hands, but you opt to keep them at your sides. You meet Johnny’s eye before looking at the small lens of the camera.

“Good boy,” Johnny murmurs, his fingers loosening so he can get a better grip and get your mouth further on his cock.

The two words send another thrill through your body, your cock giving another twitch. One of your hands moves to your crotch to press the heel of your hand to your hardening cock. You moan at the feel, the vibrations going straight through Johnny’s cock.

Johnny moans at the feel and pulls his cock free from your mouth, “you like that? You like it when I call you that?” Johnny questions, a slow smile spreading across his lips. “Let me see,” he commands, moving the camera to where he can see where your hand lies.

You spread your legs so Johnny can get a better view. You pull your hand away so Johnny can see the bulge in your pants. The second your hand is gone, you feel an itch under your skin to put it right back where it was.

“That’s it,” Johnny whispers.

You pant wetly against the shiny head of Johnny’s cock, and wait until he’s pulled the phone away before you take his cock again. You take it deeper this time, as deep as you can until you can feel the head meet your gag reflex.

Johnny groans above you, his head falling back. Tears fell from your eyes as his cock had gone deeper, and Johnny wipes them away after he pulls his cock free from the wet suction of your mouth.

“You okay?”

You nod after catching your breath and wipe the rest of your tears away quickly. “Yeah,” you say, your voice sounding rough.

“Want to try again?” Johnny asks. He rubs the slick head of his cock along your lips and pushes it back inside after you nod.

Knowing how far you can take him, you bob your head up and down, making sure to not take his cock too far.

It must be good enough for Johnny as he moans as your lips glide wetly over his cock. Your jaw soon begins to ache, but the low sounds Johnny makes keep you on his cock. You breathe heavily through your nose, trying to take in as much air as you can to get rid of your growing lightheadedness.

“Easy, baby, easy,” Johnny says, pulling his cock from your mouth with his hand at the base. He chuckles down at you and gives a slow stroke to his cock, “are you sure you haven’t done this before?” He questions, angling the phone so the camera can see how wet you’ve made his cock.

“I haven’t, but I’ve seen your videos.”

Johnny lets out another laugh, “smart boy,” he responds. “Where do you want me to come, on your pretty face, or your hot mouth?” He asks, giving another stroke to his cock.

“My face,” you respond after a moment of thought.

You’re back on Johnny’s cock when he pulls his hand away and it falls to his side. You run your tongue along the bottom, right on the vein on the underside. When you reach the tip, you go back down, but instead, you go lower to tongue at his balls.

Johnny lets out another loud groan when you suck one of them into your mouth. You move to the next and leave the other like the first: soaked with your spit.

“You’re trying to fucking kill me, baby,” Johnny says, his voice low and rough. He wraps a fist around the base of his cock and strokes from root to tip in quick jerks until he’s shooting across your face.

The smell of his come hits you first, then you get the taste when you lick your lips to get what landed on your lips onto your tongue. The salty, bitter taste lights up your tastebuds, reminding you of how hard your cock is in your pants.

You watch as Johnny tosses the phone onto the couch beside him. He pulls his underwear and pants back up and tucks his cock into his pants. He steps away as he fastens his belt back on and returns a few minutes later.

Johnny wipes your face with the wet cloth he returned to the room with. He pulls you up onto your feet after throwing the cloth in the same direction he had thrown the phone.

“You okay?” he questions softly.

“I’m good,” you respond, sending Johnny a smile.

“Seems like it,” Johnny grins, his fingers brushing your hard cock, “can I take care of that?”

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★ STARBOY | JOHNNY CAGE X FTM READER ★

TW: afab anatomy, ftm reader, vaginal sex, sex without a condom, creampie, praise kink, slight degradation.

Sounds of low, hoarse moans, the light from buildings along the length of Hollywood's stone jungle entered the luxurious room of Cage's mansion.

You saw yourself riding his cock, your cunt gripping his thick, naked length, bodies working in a slow and passionate rhythm, constant and mutual, he moved his hips lightly with each movement of yours, Johnny grabbed your soft flesh, leaving light marks.

The smell of expensive wine and designer perfume that came from him entered your nose, making you more intoxicated at the moment, taking your hands to the muscles of his shoulder, slowly passing to the sides of his neck, damp and hot with sweat, reaching the back of his skin, running his fingers through the soft strands like a calm and sensual massage, his brown eyes penetrated yours, watching you with a face of satisfaction and lustful destruction, that gave you the gas to continue, he knew that, he did that on purpose, Johnny knew that you loved seeing his face contort with pleasure because of you, and he made sure to show you every reaction, every pure reaction of ecstasy that you gave him.

His moans were getting louder by the minute, you could feel your inner walls squeeze his fat cock tightly, but you didn't want to cum, not now.

Johnny knew you were close to cumming, he knew the tightness of your pussy for months, years, time was relative at that moment, drunk on you and for you, only your body did that to him

"-Continue... You're doing so well... Please baby." -Johnny spoke hoarsely and needily, needy for you, he needed you, he wanted to cum, he needed to show you that you were his star. No one shone brighter in the starry sky of Johnny Cage's life and heart than you, in fact, at that moment, who was there was not Johnny Cage the movie star, but John Calton, the man in love with you, the man who would kiss the ground you walk on.

Your hips moved faster, the sound of skin against skin as Johnny thrust into you, helping you enter the sweet spot inside your pussy was so damn good.

Johnny saw a single tear fall from your beautiful face, you were so overstimulated, it was beautiful to see, you were beautiful, you were the most beautiful thing in his life, the luxury around his mansion was insignificant compared to you.

He wiped away your tears, and then kissed you, tongues fighting for control even though they didn't even have control of themselves, as he pushed deeper grabbing the sides of your ass, his head spun with the pleasure of your wet pussy wrapped around his cock him as well as if you were tailor-made for him, perhaps, you were.

"-I just want to see you shine because I know you are a star, baby..." -Johnny also said, shedding some tears, pushing deeper into your pussy, connected by flesh but also by the dance of your hearts.

"-Oh, you've been such a good boy for me, taking my cock like a champ. Look at you, so beautifully submissive, so eager to please. Your pussy feels so tight around me, so wet and welcoming. Don't you You can imagine how much it turns me on to see you spread out before me, submitting to my every desire." -Johnny's voice oozes with lust and dominance as he continues to ravage your trembling body, his grip on your neck adding a thrilling touch to the pleasure.

"-That's it, my little slut. Take every inch of me. I want to feel you milking me, your pussy clenching around me, desperate for more. You're so wet for me, aren't you? Admit it, tell me how much you You need my cock inside you." -He punctuates his words with powerful thrusts, his hips colliding with yours in a rhythm that brings you both closer to the edge.

"-Look at those tits bouncing, begging to be fucked. You're a naughty little slut, and I love it. You're mine to use, to fuck, to make scream. Your pleasure belongs to me, and I will win. Don't stop until I have claimed until the last moan of those beautiful lips of yours..." -Johnny's voice is hoarse with desire as he continues to move inside you, his eyes fixed on yours, filled with a mixture of adoration and lust.

"-Yes, darling, you are my star. You are the only one who lights up my world. Your beauty, your passion, everything surpasses anything else. You are enough, more than enough for me. I want you to feel that, believe it deep down in your core." -He continues to move inside you, each thrust into your pussy fueled by a desire to show how much you mean to him.

"-Yes, you're my dirty little star. So eager to please, so hungry for my cock. I can't get enough of you. Your pussy is so tight, so wet for me. You're making me lose control, boy. But don't worry, I'll take care of you. I'll make sure you shine brighter than any star in the sky." -He runs his fingers across your skin, leaving a trail of fire.

"-Fuck, you're doing so well, my star. I'm going to fuck you until you're a quivering mess, completely destroyed by pleasure. Your moans, your screams, are like a symphony to my ears. You're the most beautiful thing I've ever seen. I saw it and I'm not going to stop." -With one final thrust, Johnny pushes you to the limit, cumming inside your pussy, jets hitting your uterus, your body shaking with ecstasy as you succumb to the pleasure, to his touch, you were his and never and no one would change That, after all, he was your star boy and you were his star.

©YANDERESTARANGEL 2023

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does your brain obsess over a different fandom every week or are you normal.

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“My child is completely fine” Your child writes self-insert/ x reader fanfic and obsessively checks the notes to make sure people like it

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LMFAOO "HEY CAN YOU JUST SMACK ME WITH IT" IM CRYING

Rewatching avatar and realising just how hot Norm can honestly be. Like you’d think “pppf nerd is a bottom.”

My man Norm threw insults at Jake for weeks and it wasn’t until he got some pussy from Trudy did his “Attitude improve.”

He smacked Spider with a towel in the 2nd movie and was like “I’m right here. Come at me bro.”

Like … hey Norm smack me with your big dick and tell me how dumb I am 🤪

I might need to make a fic or Drabble about Norm 🫣 (but I’ll finish The New Mission.)

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A new friend: Hey so... what's your type?

Me: Oh ya know... alien-

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The Gotham side of Tumblr is too easy, istg, people will see “Jerome Valaska” and then hit reblog

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Me since December 19th 2022

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Na'vi!Norm Spellman NSFW Alphabet

Requested by @clementirl

A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex):

After sex, Norm is such a sweetheart. He cleans you both up and runs to get snacks for the both of you. Once he returns with them, you both get cuddle close and watch Earth movies.

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

His favorite body part of his is his hands. The same hands that handle the fragile and exquisite plant life on Pandora are the ones he maps out your body with. He always tries to keep them soft for you, knowing how much you love the feeling of his hands on you.

His favorite body part on you is your eyes. They always hold a sense of wonder and awe, which he finds absolutely adorable. He also loves to stare into them while you make love, never breaking eye-contact, even for a second.

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

Norm will usually cum on your stomach. If he wants to try for kids, he will shove it deep inside you. It all depends on what you two agree upon.

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

He loves when you come in roleplaying the nice shy girl to his outgoing nerdy boy. He finds it inexplicably hot how you pretend to be shy and how eventually warm up to him. It reminds him of the first time you two met and he'll never forget how hard it made him to see it again.

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

He is a little experienced, but not much. You are the one to teach him about some things and make the experience unforgettable for him.

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying):

His favorite position is missionary. In this position, he gets to look you deep in your eyes as he softly ruts into you.

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

He is such a goofy guy, so you both find yourselves giggling during some moments. He always finds a way to make the moment silly and sweet. He’ll do anything to see the smile on your face.

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

He is particularly well-groomed and the carpet does match the drapes. It’s slightly wild down there, which matches his adventurous nature.

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

During the moment, he is incredibly sweet. He always gives consent-checks, making sure you aren’t hurting. If he ever feels like he is, he’ll stop.

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon):

When he is hanging out with his AVTR Program colleagues, you’ll send him either naughty texts or pictures. He’ll excuse himself from the conversation and then he will go to take care of business.

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks):

He doesn’t have a specific kink that he is interested in. He likes to explore and he will choose one he is comfortable with when he’s ready.

L = Location (favorite places to do the do):

His favorite and only place to make love to you is the bedroom. No questions asked.

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

To motivate him with his studies, you say you’ll reward him for every question he gets right. You’ve never seen him so excited in your life.

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

He will not do bondage, spanking, anything that could leave you with marks. He is such a sweet person that he doesn’t himself doing anything to hurt you, even if you consent to it.

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

At first, he is unsure of how to give you mind-blowing oral. Once you teach him, he leaves you with your legs shaking. He prefers to give oral as he is always making sure you feel good.

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

He is slow and sensual when it comes to sex. He wants to take his time with you. Now that he lives on Pandora, you and him have all the time in the world.

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

He isn’t fond of quickies. He finds them to brash and he doesn’t want to get his rocks off quickly like that. He may open up to it eventually but as of right now, he doesn’t like them.

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

He is game to experiment. He will only agree to take risks if you both get pleasure out of doing them.

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

He can go for 3 rounds and he lasts quite a long time, due to being in his Avatar. He doesn’t want to wear you out, so he tries to take it easy on you. If you want to continue, then he will oblige.

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

He doesn’t own or use toys. On him or you. He wants to feel every part of you, so he foregoes using toys.

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease):

He likes to tease you a little. He’ll allow you to suck on his fingers and then he’ll pull them away to watch you chase after them. He is still new to this but the way he does it is adorable.

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

Since he isn’t particularly experienced, he is sensitive to some of things you both do. He gets pretty loud, letting out whimpers and moans that really get you going.

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

For such little experience he’s had, he loves it when you whisper naughty things into his ear at a meeting. His ears will twitch a little and a small smirk will appear on his face. It takes everything in him to keep a straight face when one of his colleagues is talking.

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

He comes in at around 12 inches, with his girth being particularly skinny.

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

He has a healthy sex drive. He doesn’t overwhelm you or neglect you. He gives you just the right amount of loving.

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards):

After making love, you’ll both lay on your sides facing each other. You’ll run your fingers along his queue braid, giving pecks along his face as you do. Eventually, you gradually fall asleep together, happy and content.

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