hi! can you pls do a kai anderson smut x reader who is crazy as he is 😭
i love your writing btw!!!
Worst In Me - Kai Anderson
x fem!reader
CW: depictions of violence and murder, mentions of blood, oral (f receiving), sex
Word count: 2215
"Where the fuck is Y/N, we're leaving in 5 minutes," Kai spat, his mask tucked under his arm by his side as his other reached outwards in disbelief.
"Here!" You called, descending the stairs in your own costume, mask also tucked under your arm.
"What took you so fucking long?" Kai asked, obviously annoyed.
"None of your fucking business, Divine Ruler," you spat back, pushing him by the shoulder and moving outside to get into the van with the others.
"That fucking bitch," Kai mumbled under his breath, shaking his head before following you outside.
You both pile into the van, setting your knives in your laps.
“She’ll be shooting at Collingwood Park,” Beverley takes a deep breath, “Brookfield Heights Rescue League.. some bullshit Jamboree.”
You nod, turning to Kai who has his eyes set on you already.
“What?” You bark, holding the knife up in front of you.
“Nothing,” he mutters, looking back down at the large knife in his hand as the drive commences.
The van pulls up outside the park, each of you getting out, masks on over your heads. It was hot in the costume, but it went unnoticed to you, the adrenaline pumping through your body overpowered all your senses.
“I get the first go,” you voice to Kai, as he walks behind you, his boots heavy against the walkway. He just grumbles something under his breath, and continues walking.
With Serena Belinda in sight, you, Kai and Harrison approach her, scoffing under your breath at the innocent persona she’d painted for herself.
“She’s holding a fucking dog,” you roll your eyes beneath the mask and Kai lets out a chuckle.
“What about the camera man?” Harrison asks, as you watch the fear in his eyes, as he tries to wave you all from the view of the camera.
“Kill him,” you say simply, Kai following you around to Serena’s right, as Harrison hangs back.
“Oh! It looks like we have some clowns who are desperate for air time,” Serena says, looking over at you as you approach her slowly, “uh- miss- are you excited to be apart of tomorrow’s entertainment?”
Just as Serena holds the microphone out to you, you pull the knife from behind your back, lunging forward to push the sharp point through her stomach. She screams, lunging forward and holding onto her knife wound, blood seeping onto the pavement below her.
Harrison lunges forward, stabbing Serena a second time in the neck, as she falls on her back to the floor. Kai stays by her side, as the cameraman lurches forward to try and defend Serena.
“What a fucking idiot,” you mutter under your breath, before using your bloodied knife to pierce his chest in a hard thrust.
You turn back around towards Serena and Kai, crouching down to your knees to repeatedly stab her in the chest, Kai following with his own murderous fore-comings.
“Alright let’s go,” Kai instructs, grabbing you by the arm and pulling you up.
“I can get up myself,” you say, tearing your arm from Kai’s grasp, turning to wave at Harrison to follow. You all trudge back to the van, trying to shake off the excess blood on your gloves as it left a sanguinary trail behind you.
You all pile back into the van, Jack leaning over his seat to take a glance at the three of you. Beverley sits firmly in her seat, a devilishly smile across her face.
“So?” She asks, as Jack begins to pull away from the curb, taking you all back to Kai’s family home.
“What does it look like?” You ask her menacingly, stretching out your arms to show her your red-stained costume.
“She’s gone,” Kai says simply, removing his mask and shaking his hair out so it wasn’t flat against his head. You follow, removing your mask and setting it in your lap. You notice Kai gazing at you again, before he drops his head and lets out a forced cough. You knew that you’d have to talk to him about it later, his blatant staring was getting on your nerves.
Pulling up at the house and parking the van out front, as a group you retreated inside. Letting out a loud sigh, you strip from your costume in the living room, not caring if anyone saw. You weren’t conscious about your body, and you didn’t care what anyone thought.
Dropping your costume on the floor, Winter scurried to pick it up with a pair of gloves.
“Thanks Win,” you mumbled, picking up your phone in just your bra and panties and filtering through your messages.
“Hey when’s your speech Anderson?” Still soaked in blood, you padded to the kitchen, opening the fridge and taking out something to eat.
“Couple of days,” he replied, stripped of his own costume and leaning against the kitchen counter in just his boxers. He didn’t care just as much as you.
Even with Serena Belinda’s blood on your hands you brought the apple to your mouth, taking a bite. Not even the blood of one of your victims provoked any care or bother from you.
“Right so, you’ve talked to Meadow about your plan?” You were too busy chewing your apple to notice Kai approaching you.
“Yes,” he said simply, before he was standing with his chest almost pushed against yours, his arms caging you in against the kitchen counter.
“What the fuck is your problem?” You let out a small laugh, as Kai’s dark eyes stared into yours.
“You, you’re my fucking problem.”
“Then why do you keep staring at me like you wanna fuck me?” You answer, dropping your apple core into the sink.
Kai sucks in an agitated breath, before he steps back.
“My room. Now.” His eyes rake over your almost bare body, soaking in the appearance of your smooth skin, covered in blood of the person you’d just savagely murdered.
“Okay,” you shrug, following him up to his room as he drags you by the wrist. You were unproblematically yourself, and although Kai despised it at times, it was also insanely hot. You understood him, you appreciated the method to his madness.
“So what do you want?” You ask, sitting on the end of his bed and crossing your legs, leaning back with the support of your outstretched arms.
Kai doesn’t wait another moment, his body lunging towards yours, his lips attacking yours in a passionate kiss. You’d be lying if you didn’t think about this once or twice during your time in the cult. Your main focus was the greater good of this country, the second, mostly on your own at bed time, your Divine Ruler.
“Kai!” You yelp, as his lips leave yours, wrapping around a small portion of skin on your neck, sucking harshly on your skin to leave a big bruise.
“I can’t tell you- how hot it is- when I watch you- do your service- for his group,” he breaths out between kisses, his big cold hands wrapping around your back and unclasping your bra.
Your breasts bounce freely from the constraints of your bra, Kai immediately taking one of your stiff peaks in his mouth and rolling his tongue around it. You let out a soft moan, his hands now at your hips, as you tangle your fingers in his sweaty blue hair.
“I was hard the whole time,” he admits, kissing down your stomach, licking at patches of blood, until he got to the waistband of your panties. Maybe that explains how quiet he was.
“Kai..” his name rolls of your tongue as you allow him to pull down your panties, exposing you wholly and completely to him. He marvels at the sight of your unclothed body, humming to himself in satisfaction.
“So beautiful,” he whispers, his kisses littering your hips bones and travelling lower. Usually you’d scowl at him for being so soft, but right now, his sweet words only ignited the fire in your abdomen.
His face becomes level with your throbbing heat, as he uses this thumbs to spread your soaking folds, before dipping his tongue in to taste you. You watch as he licks a thick strip up your slit, his lips settling on your clit and sucking softly. Your face screws in pleasure, as his assault on your clit continues, before another stripe is licked back down to your entrance. His tongue delves inside you, his nose brushing your clit as he looks up to meet your hungry eyes.
“Ohhh, fuck,” you groan, lolling your head back into the bed, kneading your own breast in your hand as he continues to work his tongue on your pussy.
His finger prods at your entrance, a “please” escaping your lips, begging him to stretch you out. He does as you ask, his finger evading your warm silk walls, letting out a moan as he feels you contract around it.
“You like that?” He asks, kitten licking your clit, his finger moving at a slow, steady pace inside you.
“Yes- oh my god- yes, more,” you beg, biting your bottom lip between your teeth.
He chuckles at your eagerness before adding a second finger. He scissors his fingers, stretching you out blissfully, before curling his fingers expertly up to hit your spot of intense pleasure.
“Kai!” You call his name again, his pace fast, his tongue still steadily lapping at your engorged clit.
“Cum, cum on my fingers,” Kai encourages, before the knot in your stomach unties and your legs begin to shake under his touch. You buckle your hips up to meet his face, as he licks you through your delicious release.
Kai removes his fingers as you pant under him in a frenzied mess, leaving a soft kiss on your clit.
“That was so hot,” he breathes out, provoking a laugh from you as you lean up on your elbows.
“Didn’t know you were so good with that tongue Anderson,” you tease as he crawls over you, pulling his boxers down his legs.
“How about I show you how good I am with my cock too?” You watch as his throbbing erection slaps against his stomach, as he folds your legs up to slot between them.
“Go on then,” you smile, as he leans in and connects your lips in another kiss. Your tongue enters his mouth, as he groans, running his tip back and forth against your entrance.
“Fuck me,” you whisper, kicking a stripe from his mouth to his ear, tasting the blood that stained his face.
“You’re such a dirty whore,” he groans, pushing himself inside you as you nip at his ear lobe.
He bottoms out inside you, a lightning shock of pleasure coursing through your core as you experience the ultimate fulfilment.
“Fuck you feel so good,” Kai moans, savouring the feeling of your heated core pulse around his hard cock.
You wrap your legs around his hips, caging him in before flipping yourselves over so you were straddling him. He lets out a surprised gasp, as you take control, rising and falling on his cock.
“Holy shit,” he groans, reaching out and grabbing ahold of your breasts, his thumb flicking over your nipple. It was a heavenly sight, your naked body, blood soaked and bouncing on his dick.
He held your hips tightly in your hands, as his thrust up into you to the beat of a silent drum, his balls slapping against your skin at a rapid pace.
You bask in this moment, pleasuring your divine ruler by riding him, watching his face as it screwed in carnal desire, desperately needing to hit your deepest point with every thrust of his hips.
“That’s it, fuck I’m- I’m cumming,” you’d never seen Kai so vulnerable, withering beneath your body as he coats your internal walls with his warm seed, letting out a low moan in gratification.
You slow your movements, leaning over and resting your sweat sheen forehead against his, as you both try and catch back your breaths.
“Why are we only just doing this now?” He asks, with a small chuckle.
“Because I’m a bitch, and you’re our divine ruler,” you tease, Kai pushing you off him and crawling back on top of you.
“You do act like a bitch sometimes but, you’re the only one who’s as committed as I am,” he says honestly, “maybe you’re who should have my messiah.”
You let out a laugh, pushing him by the chest and making him fall backwards. You get up off the bed, not ignorant of his eyes as they’re pierced into the side of your head.
“I’m not having kids Kai,” you say shortly, “kids don’t belong here. With us.”
“They won’t see anything,” he gets up, now stuck on the idea, “the child will be sheltered from our movement until they’re old enough to understand.”
“I’ll think about it, now stop being so needy and annoying,” you put a hand up to stop him from coming over to you and leave his bedroom, with a blanket wrapped around your body.
“Y/N!?”
You turn to see Winter, her mouth open in shock, her eyes wide. You offer her a closed lip smile.
“You should’ve seen it coming Win, your brother is just as insane as I am.”
567 notes
·
View notes
Ladies and gentlemen, giantesses and citizens! This is Laura Lee from Astronomical Amusement TV reporting live in Port Jackson Bay in Sydney, Australia!
It's time for the event you've all been waiting for!
Deific Dames is back and the challenge is bigger than ever before! This time, we will be having four giant ladies duke it out for the title of Multi-Storey Champion!
Four gigantic gals have signed up and are ready to battle it out in the bayside, and we've got a lineup of contestants that will blow your mind!
First up, we have Rachel! You may know her as the girl who grew enormous in her sleep! She achieved a bombshell body by just snoozing up and up and up! She's been around, from construction to advertising, just like our favorite Jessica from the last games! But don't be fooled by her calm demeanor, because once she gets going, Rachel is a force to be reckoned with.
Next, we have Leah, the brainy former scientist. She may have started out small and insignificant, but she's beyond any force that nature can conjure up! She's got the brains to build the sturdiest machinery and the brawn to destroy them with her bare hands. Leah's not the one who will let anyone else overshadow her, and she will not go down fighting!
And from an unknown corner of the globe comes this bombshell blondie! Alice may have some screws loose, but they're all in the right places! This loony lady thinks we're in some magical fantasy world, but don't let her know I said that. Despite her sunshine and rainbows demeanor, Alice has one hell of a punch and an affinity for punishment!
Last but not least, we have Daisy the walking carnival! You may recognize her as the mascot of the booming Jumbo Jamboree carnival! She's not only the star of the show, but is also the amusement park's main attractions! From her bouncing castle body down to her Ferris wheel walks. She may not be as bulky or muscular as the other girls, but Daisy's got a giant body with a contortionist's flexibility for sticky situations.
Now, I know some of you may be worried about the havoc that occurred in the city during the last game, but rest assured that we've taken precautions to ensure that everything runs smoothly this time around. We've moved the game outside the city to a safer location, in the sunny seas of Australia, so you can sit back, relax, and enjoy the show!
Here's the summary of this week's roster:
Rachel the Sleepy (Size: 80 ft.) - Good Natured Underdog
Leah the Bashful (Size: 85 ft.) - Brains and Brawn
Alice the Unhinged (Size: 80 ft.) - Unpredictable and Sturdy
Daisy the Clown (Size: 75 ft.) - Flexible and Nimble
The contest will involve games that will challenge our giants. From a swimming race to the bayside while carrying two cargo ship containers (weighing roughly 35 tons each), then sorting the cargo in the port, followed by chasing and plucking jet skis in the ocean. One of the jet skis will be carrying a red flag, getting that flag will give a bonus score!
So get ready, folks, because Deific Dames II is about to begin! Who will come out on top? Who will be crowned the ultimate giant woman champion? Tune in and find out!
46 notes
·
View notes
Harringrove April. Day Seven
Mirror
–
“Steve, move over. You’re hogging it.”
“I am not. This thing is, like, the entire length of this whole wall, and you need more room? You’re such a prima donna–”
“Shut up or I won’t do your liner for you.”
“Evil,” Steve muttered sadly, lowering the spooly mascara brush so he wouldn’t stab himself in the eye when Nancy reached for the hairspray and her elbow landed in his ribs.
“Ow, why are you more high-strung than usual?”
“It’s the first date I’ve been on in forever," Nancy said, the eyebrows of her reflection knitted in sharp concentration. "The fact that it's a blind double date set up by you and your boyfriend? I think if my nerves weren’t on steroids it’d be weird.”
"I'm ignoring that," Steve reached over to turn down their Date Night Jamboree playlist, brushing aside piles of makeup brushes and back-zip skirts to get to the little green button.
The room was plunged into the kind of conversational silence Steve remembered loving about all those chic flicks from before he was born.
“Jon’s gonna be obsessed with you,” Steve said. He opened the plastic tower caddy that was shoved against the mirror, filtering through tubes of lipgloss to find Billy's favorite. The one that tasted like glazed blueberry.
Nancy curled a lock of hair around one finger. “He won't be obsessed with me.”
“Fuck off, already is."
"How do you know?" Nancy asked, letting her brush clatter to the rug as she reached for a bottle of Sprite that had a pink paper straw sticking out of the hole.
Like Steve said--Prima donna.
"Billy says he's into girls like you."
"Girls like what?"
Steve set to work running the gloss over his lips, smacking them together, and cleaning up the edges with his thumb. "Smart girls. Successful girls. Pretty in the kind of way that makes you believe in fairies and mermaids and wooden puppets that come to life--"
"You're such an idiot," Nancy said but, she was smiling. Soft and sweet and full of the kind of hope Steve would kill a scrawny white boy over.
He took a swig of the sprite when she offered it to him. Dove for the hairspray, giving his perfectly quaffed waves a spritz or two in preparation for the long night ahead.
In the mirror, Nancy was watching him.
"What?" He demanded, checking his eyeshadow once more. "Am I verging on circus clown?"
"No, it's just," Nancy said softly, chuckling to herself in a moment of private joy. "You're beautiful. Billy's gonna love it."
"Aw, Nance," Steve cooed, reaching to thread their fingers together. "Tonight is the start of something really, really great. I just know it."
And it was.
Steve would attribute everything that came next to the frosted blueberry lipgloss he let Nancy borrow.
24 notes
·
View notes